I move my mouth from her lips, I follow the curve of her face with tender, soft kisses, I drift down onto her neck. The wonderful silky neck of a woman is a joy to kiss and nibble, usually an action greeted with delicate moans, as they turn for you to allow you access. Yes, she is one such woman. I move down her body, kissing every inch of skin I cross. She is starting to wriggle beneath me, this is getting her desire flowing, she wants to see what more I have to give her. I move my mouth from her lips, I follow the curve of her face with tender, soft kisses, I drift down onto her neck. The wonderful silky neck of a woman is a joy to kiss and nibble, usually an action greeted with delicate moans, as they turn for you to allow you access. Yes, she is one such woman. I move down her body, kissing every inch of skin I cross. She is starting to wriggle beneath me, this is getting her desire flowing, she wants to see what more I have to give her. It had been the longest day at work, to finish off the longest week. I was so glad it was the last Friday of the month, this meant only one thing, my online book club was getting together to gossip about their latest read, all of us would have a glass of wine or two as we swapped ideas on our most recent book.
I had a feeling tonight would be a good session as they had picked an erotic novel this time.
I was settled in front of my laptop, wine in hand, waiting for all the other girls to log on. Once they had all arrived, it became clear the topic of the book had got them all in cheeky moods, there were lots of suggestive messages and we hadn’t even got to discussing the book at that point. Once we got into the main discussion, it was revealing to see what bits the other girls liked and did not.
One section had an all-too-brief liaison between two women; personally I would have loved to have seen more of this, 4 out of the 6 of my friends weren’t bothered by it but weren’t overly turned on and one friend had admitted it had turned her on and that it had taken her by surprise. I was surprised that so few of us were drawn to the physicality and sensuality of other women. I myself find both women and men attractive, but the pastime of pleasuring a woman is a hard one to beat.
We had finished discussing the book, but as always we took our chatter late on into the evening. The wine had clearly taken effect, as had the content of the book. Suddenly they all seemed to think it was funny to post their bums and bra clad boobs as their profile pictures, asking the rest of us what we thought the lead character would like to do to that.
Mostly I was just thinking what I would like to do the all the shapely figures I was being teased with. My curious friend though, did not seem to be joining in, I admit I was a bit disappointed as out of all the others she had always intrigued me most. She seemed to have a very sweet nature, her comments were always kind and fair and I was eager to put a face to her name.
As if the Gods had answered my plea, my curious friend found her courage. I was not prepared for the vision she was though. Her first picture was her beautiful face, gorgeous plump pouting lips, lips I was certain I would kiss if they were brought too close to mine, and beautiful eyes framed by the loveliest long eyelashes. Everyone was quick to compliment her, and rightly so, such a truly lovely face.
She rebuffed our compliments, but did seem to find some added confidence from them, as she graced us with two more pictures, fully embracing the game the others had started. A fine body to go with that beautiful face, curves absolutely where they should be, oh, her picture was almost too much to take. It had been a long time since a woman had bowled me over like this. Then just as I thought I would have to take a break so as not to say something inappropriate she gave us all the treat of seeing her knicker-clad bottom. So peachy and smooth, the compliments I wished to give entirely crossing the boundaries. ‘Yes you have a lovely bottom, so lovely I’d like to bite it and spank it.’ Hardly the best thing I could say.
I could tell they were all getting progressively more tipsy and as amusing as their sexual confessions and comical outbursts were, I was starting to feel a little frustrated. It was hard not to imagine all manner of naughty things when they were being so explicit. My curious friend had also come out of her shell, and some of the information she shared made me ache with a desire to pleasure her. So I excused myself for the evening, and took the spoil-sport jibes on the chin and went to bed to be alone with my thoughts.
Oh, how she teased me. Visiting me in my dreams where I could not resist her. Her divine body encased in a sexy red chemise, made all the more appealing by those luscious dark locks tied in a ponytail that was begging to be grabbed.
I thought where I could direct those plump lips if I took that ponytail in my hand. I am rushing though. She is curious, needing to be shown how much pleasure can be found in two women coming together, I need to take her slowly through this new experience she desires. She is looking at me through those beautiful lashes and I want all of her at once, I want to lose myself in her and her pleasure.
I go to her, I take her soft hands in mine, hands I want to feel all over my body, I want to feel her little trembles as she moves uncertainly across my skin, unsure as to what to try and where to go. I will tell her though. I will tell her, I will show her, I will lay her down upon my bed and I will show her how you touch and caress a woman. I will be patient and I will resist the urge to ravish her. Where should I start with one so alluring? when every bit of her is calling to me, begging for me.
As she lays before me, I dip my mouth to hers. Oh my, to kiss those lips is like taking a sip of heaven itself. So soft, so full, so tentative, and then she relaxes into my kiss and those lips become eager. She likes this, this kiss of mine upon her sweet lips. Will she respond the same when I move my mouth to the soft, wet lips of her pussy? I hope so. I slow my thoughts down, we have barely begun.
I move my mouth from her lips, I follow the curve of her face with tender, soft kisses, I drift down onto her neck. The wonderful silky neck of a woman is a joy to kiss and nibble, usually an action greeted with delicate moans, as they turn for you to allow you access. Yes, she is one such woman. I move down her body, kissing every inch of skin I cross. She is starting to wriggle beneath me, this is getting her desire flowing, she wants to see what more I have to give her.
I free her breasts from the confines of her pretty chemise, one single tug of a silky front tie and they are free. Free and glorious. So full and shapely, her equally gorgeous nipples are standing erect for me, showing me she is enjoying my exploration of her.
I take one breast in my hand and a nipple in my mouth, my free hand playing with her enticing ponytail. As I lick and suck on her nipples I feel greedy for her, I use my hands to take as much of her breast into my mouth as I can and she is moaning for me, moaning for more, she loves to have her beautiful breasts adored by my mouth. Oh curious one, I would adore you whenever you wished.
I can wait no longer, I need to see how a divine beauty like this tastes. As I remove her lacy red knickers, I am overjoyed to feel how her juices have soaked them, confirming that I have been pleasing her with my affections. I push those shapely thighs apart, so I can see how wet she is for me. As I run a finger up her wet slit, I cannot resist the urge to taste her, I lower my head and my sense are aflame.
The vision of her is one thing, but her scent also has me giddy with lust. She smells sweet and musky and so ready. I know then she will taste like no other. Then my tongue is on her, she is warm and w
et, my pussy is aching for her now.
I lick her pussy and suck on her clit, she arches her back and pushes up into me. She tells me this is good, that this is how she likes it. I am pleased she is becoming vocal, she is relaxing now, letting herself go to revel in the pleasure I am creating for her. I keep going with what she likes, I also push my fingers into her for added pleasure. She feels so perfect around my fingers, so eager for them as her pussy pushes down onto them. I curve my fingers searching for the spot that will cause her more sensations.
She is telling me yes, that this is the spot. She is so ready, I can feel how close she is, so I increase my efforts and give her what she is craving. She is ecstasy, her sweet voice calling out to me as her juices flow for me. She is in heaven, and she is my little taste of heaven.
As she returns to me from her orgasmic haze she begins to show signs of shyness. No, my curious one, don’t be shy, here let me show you. I lie beside her, take her hand in mine and place it on my breast, I tell her to mimic my actions, touch what appeals to her, those hands of her could do no wrong to my body. She hesitantly follows my instructions, every now and then looking up at me for approval through those thick, long lashes. Oh, curious one, you are just so pretty.
She is finding her courage now, she licks at my nipples and when I arch my back towards her mouth she instinctively sucks at them. I can feel her hand slowly brushing the skin of my stomach, I can feel she wants to explore lower but she is uncertain still. I suggest a different approach, so she doesn’t feel pressured to concentrate on bringing me pleasure.
I show her how we can place ourselves pussy to pussy, clit to clit. How our individual desires can bring the other pleasure. She likes this, she grinds with me, as we both make each other moan.
As she becomes more aroused, she becomes bolder again. I love this. I think that I would keep her aroused all the time if I could make her feel courageous too. She whispers to me so sweetly that she would like to taste me as I did her. This makes me want to taste her again, so I get her to straddle my face as she leans down to put her lovely lips and gentle tongue on my pussy.
She is cautious, but it feels amazing. She is grinding her pussy against my mouth, as I thrust my tongue up to meet her advances, her own efforts on my pussy are increased. She has stopped being cautious or following my lead, she has found her enjoyment of the task and she is lost to it now. It feels wonderful. She is pulling my climax to the surface without even trying. I start to call out to her, telling her how good it feels, how she is going to make me come. She too is going to come again, my mouth is eager to take her juices.
As my vision of her makes me climax, as her own orgasm makes her pussy clench around my tongue and her wonderful taste flow into my mouth, my own hand lost to my dream is working frantically to create my own pleasure.
I wake in in the grip of orgasm, my curious friend filling my mind. What I would give for it to not be a dream. Oh, that the Gods would look upon me favourably once more and bring her to me to sample her sweet delights in my waking state.
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