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Curiosity had gotten the better of me. Rod and I had turned into
an old married couple and considering I was only 26 that was NOT me ,
just cuddling at night before we went to sleep. He
didn’t notice, but I had begun checking out young
swingers websites,
trying to find a bisexual woman who would cure my passion as well as my
curiosity .........................
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Her picture looked innocent, yet sexy enough and it was all I could
do to control myself mind you when it comes to porn I adore watching
adult movies with women
fingering themselves (yum) . She
didn’t
look butch, but rather femme. Dark hair with eyes to match, her
body was certainly more sexy than I ever imagined it to be. I kept
staring at the picture of her that I printed, hoping she would walk in
the hotel lounge any minute.
Just as I was looking up, she stood
before me, looking at me with sex in her eyes and the funny thing was
how it reminded me of this lesbian video I'd
only watched a few days ago while rob was out with his mates. I asked
her permission to go down on her, she
responded with a quizzical look in her eyes, yet inviting. Her
juices had already begun to flow, leaving me no choice but to engage
my tongue willingly on her.
Taking my time, I licked
the underside of her extended organ. I imagined it to be a 10-inch long
dick that was waiting for my arrival. It was engorged and hard. Each
of my senses experienced the act. My fingers had massaged her clit to the
point of ejaculation, but I didn’t want it like that. I wanted her
juices in my mouth and running down my chin.
I enjoyed looking at her
centre of her wetness as I gently massaged her nipples. I let my hands
run over her like water cascading down a fall. Every inch of her skin was
sensitive to my touches. Running my hand from the opening of her vagina
produced a slick wetness on my palm and fingers. I liked that. Raising
my open palm to my lips, I placed each of my fingers in my mouth and enjoyed
her flavour.
Lynn delighted in my display of passion, eliciting a soft “damn” as
I went back to my den of pleasure between her thighs. I imagined myself
lying in her sweetness for hours. Opening my mouth, I tried to swallow
her clit. Using my top lip, I caused my mouth to behave like a soft vacuum. With
a sucking and pulling motion in one, I gave her dick the attention it lacked.
Lynn
thanked me by giving me her juices. They poured so freely, that I got what
I wanted, cum in my mouth and on my chin. Her body began trembling, as
I watched her nipples become erect. It was a sign of beauty to watch the
stages of transformation her body was going through. Her loud outcry was
the giving in she had so desperately fought to keep.
That’s when she began to please me.
I had never been touched
by a woman before. My insides melted as she placed two fingers inside
my waiting pussy. She later told me she felt me throbbing as each
of her fingers explored my wetness. Before I knew it, she had her
entire fist inside my hole. My climax was intense and plentiful. It
was a night for firsts – and I loved it.
Lying next to her, my
curiosity had been satisfied. I didn’t have to worry about Rod pleasing
me anymore; I had a secret weapon, and I wasn’t afraid to use it. Lynn
said she would always be on stand by, whenever I wanted a different taste.
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