Maggie was my first female partner, the one that taught me how to please another woman. She showed me how to find my own gspot as well as someone else’s. She also was the one to teach me how to squirt. How to recognize that build up in my lower abdomen that was different than anything else. What positions and acts caused it to intensify and how to control it. Under Maggie’s tutelage I learned to give myself over to the sensation of releasing my cum and elevating my orgasms to another level.
It is with Maggie that I had the most powerful orgasm of my life, one that I clearly remember many years later. It was just the two of us in a hotel room, the whole night to ourselves. There were times when we had our boyfriends or others join us, but tonight was just about us. We lay naked in one of the beds together, our bodies pressed tight to each other. I was taller than Maggie, my breasts resting on top of hers. We were both curvy women, our softness allowing us to feel merged into one another.
That night we had the luxury of time and privacy. Though it can be amazing when we are joined by others, there is a feel of performance that comes with it. It can distract from the moment when I am making sure others can see well, that we are placed well for others to see and touch. Tonight, I could just focus on the two of us.
Maggie had long black hair that fell in ringlets down her back, that hair was one of the first things I noticed about her and was my undoing. I tangled my fingers in it as I kissed her softly, taking my time. We lay together kissing for a long time, relaxing, and enjoying the feel and taste of each other. One of the (many) benefits of us being curvaceous women was that we both had larger breasts. With a little maneuvering and key pillow placement we were able to each suck on a breast while our breast was being sucked by the other. The feeling of having your nipple sucked while you have a nipple in your mouth is nothing short of exquisite. A loop of desire runs through us both, unbroken. It also helped that her long dark brown nipples were made to be feasted on. Her darker skin in direct contrast to my paleness.
I could feel how slick I was, the top of my thighs wet and hot. Maggie was moaning in a way that I knew meant she needed more. I reluctantly let go of her nipple and reached for a bag I had placed beside the bed. I opened it and produced the double ended dildo I had brought with me to try. Maggie’s eyebrows raised, then she gave me a large smile. With the whole bed to our selves, Maggie and I moved and positioned ourselves to scissor each other. We had done this briefly before but were never able to do it as long as we wanted before our partners became inpatient. As we got close to each other, I took the cook and slid it into her pussy. I stroked it in and out a few times, letting her body get used to it. I then took the same end and slide it into me, knowing her juices were on it made it that much better. Maggie and I took that dildo back and forth, using both ends for a few minutes, finding what worked for us. Soon however we had it in place, an end in each of us. We inched forward until our pussy’s met, the moment of contact feeling like an electrical shock running through me.
There was no need for lube of any kind, Maggie and I were so wet and slick from the prolonged foreplay and excitement that we slide easily against each other. I could feel the hard point of her clit as it ran up and down the outside of my lips. I reached down to open my lips to get her closer to me, baring my own clit. Soon we found our rhythm, our clits rubbing against each other while the dildos rocked inside of us. My pussy has never been wet like that before or sense, my juices were almost pouring out of me. I could feel an orgasm building in me. My whole body was responding, my back arching and my legs shaking. I knew she was getting close as well, her moans were getting louder and she was frantically grabbing at my breasts to hold on to something. I made a slight movement which caused the dildo to start hitting directly on my g-spot, as that happened Maggie started to cry out my name. I knew I was seconds away from cuming, I felt the urge to squirt and I gave in, sending torrents of my juices unto her pussy. As soon as she felt that it triggered the same response in her, I felt hot fluid washing over my clit and lips. This final sensation sent me over the edge, and I fell into the hardest and longest orgasm of my life. Wave after wave of pleasure kept hitting me as my body shook and I continued to squirt all over her. I don’t know how long I continued for, I felt like I even blacked out for a short period of time.
When I began to come around, I noticed Maggie was in a similar altered state. Her spent body laying out before me. I gently removed the dildo and tossed it aside, its job had been done. I surveyed the damage, the hotel bed thoroughly drenched, and sheets torn off the bed. I helped Maggie up and we stumbled to the fresh bed where we collapsed into each others’ arms. And yes, I left a very nice tip for housekeeping…
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