“Haven’t you ever thought about it?”
The crack of billiard balls breaking, and the sound of one ball entering the pocket filled the awkward silence momentarily.
“Well sure I have,” I said warily, chalking my cue stick in an effort to hide my shyness. I took my shot, but I could feel her eyes on me. I knew she was thinking up something, I just knew it.
“Really?” she said in a hushed whisper, her voice full of excitement. “I never imagined you to be the type… Tell me what you think about!”
“Not here!” I said, my eyes wide.
“Come on, what is there to be shy about? We’re friends aren’t we?”
“Of course we are… I’ve just… never really told anyone about this before. Just shoot!”
The couple we were sharing our pool table with were waiting anxiously to play. I could tell that they were wondering why we were wasting time chatting when one of us could be taking our shot.
“Eight ball in the corner pocket,” she announced boldly, and promptly sank it. With a wave to the couple, she quickly dragged me back to our table and sat me down, drink in hand. “Now we’ll talk.”
I reluctantly agreed. Marney was the outgoing type. She’d try anything once, and more than once she’d surprised me with the outlandish ideas she came up with. I couldn’t figure why she’d be so interested to know I felt about all things related to sex. We were good friends, but it was something that was generally left unsaid between us.
But I told her everything. I found it was easy to talk to her, and soon I found myself telling her all of the things I’d wished I’d tried. At least, all of the things that I wanted to try with another women. There were some fantasies I had that just couldn’t be said to anyone.
I told Marney how much I’d been fantasizing about women as of late. Just to see another woman’s body, to be able to touch and taste, and explore as I wished. Explaining how curious I was, and that I just wanted to try it, see if it was at all to my liking. Marney responded in kind. She said the idea had always fascinated her. We chatted until it was time for our turn with the pool table again.
“So… what about me?” she asked as she lined up a shot.
“What about you?” I asked curiously.
“You know… you and me. Trying some of that stuff,” she blushed.
“Well, I mean yeah, I guess we could…” I said. Despite the conversation we’d just had, it still seemed awkward.
“I think we should stop being such pussies and just do it!” she boldly declared as I began to take my turn. “If you sink this, we’ll go back to my place and see what happens, if you don’t, we’ll pretend we didn’t have this conversation.”
Bent over the table, cue in hand, I looked at her to see if she was serious. She was. “You really want to?”
“Yeah,” was her throaty whisper.
“Then I agree.”
Eyeing my shot once more, I went for it. The ball bounced against the side and quietly knocked the 5 ball into the corner. It seemed as though the noise of it landing in the pocket was deafening. We both looked at each other, and we smiled.
“I guess I am a lucky shot,” I said. Bursting into a fit of giggles, we quickly left the bar.
Some time later, we arrived at Marney’s house and quickly settled ourselves on her couch. We were sitting next to each other, just sort of looking at each other. Neither of us wanted to make the first move. In another fit of inspiration I leaned over and kissed her square on the mouth. She made a small noise, but quickly fell into the kiss. Her lips were soft, pushing against mine just perfectly. She slid her hand up to me neck, and slowly pushed me back until she was on top of me.
Tenatively I slipped my tongue out just a little, to tease against her mouth, to see how she would react. Much to my surprise and delight, she sucked at it, licking back at my mouth and kissed me deeper. We kissed like that for a long time, learning the taste of each other’s lips. Our kisses became passionate as be both moaned softly, and then quieted for a time, soft and gentle. I could feel her breasts pressed up against mine, and even through our clothing it was driving me crazy.
“Can I see you?” I whispered, when she pulled back to draw her breath.
“Let’s go upstairs,” she said, taking my hand and leading me to her bedroom. Without a word, we began to undress each other. Fingers tracing over soft skin as we divested ourselves of shirts and bras. Finally, I could see her breasts. Reaching out tentatively, I cupped one in each hand. Marney’s breasts were not too large or small. To me, they seemed perfect. I ran my thumbs over her nipples, sighing with pleasure as a moan escaped her lips.
“They’re gorgeous,” I said. I leaned down and took on in my mouth, feeling her nipple harden against my tongue. I suckled and licked it gently. Getting rougher as I felt her hands lace through my hair. I moved to the other one, giving it the same delicious treatment. Sighing again, I smiled and said “I’ve always wanted to do that.”
I could see her eyes sparkling with lust and pleasure. As though we both knew what the other wanted we stripped off the rest of our clothing and left it in a pile on the floor. We climbed in the bed. Another moment of silence as we looked at each other, not sure what to do next.
“Sit with me,” she said. I scooted closer in between her legs, my legs over her thighs, as we faced each other. Our breasts almost touching. I looked down to see both our pussies, mine was shaved, hers trimmed neatly. “Kiss me again,” she whispered.
I scooted closer until our breasts were pressing against each other, skin to skin. The scent of a wet, creamy pussy reached my senses. Moaning loudly I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her deeply. Our tongues delving deeper as we both began to squirm. I pushed against her, until I could feel her pussy lips teasing my own. Her hand slid down my back and pushed me closer. My pussy clenched tightly, and I could feel my cunt honey starting to cover my slit.
I couldn’t stand it any longer. I leaned back to cry out, and Marney leaned down to lick and suck my tits and my pink nipples. I could feel her tongue, coaxing my nipples to a hard point. But I wanted to taste more than just her breasts. Moaning, I slipped my hand between our bodies and rubbed a finger over her pussy, it was slick, just starting to get creamy. I felt her body tense up, pausing in her affections, trying to figure out just where my finger might go next. I stroked my finger over her clit, making her cry out before pulling it away.
Marney was breathing heavier now, her eyes glued to my finger. I brought it to my nipples, and slowly stroked her juicy cunt honey onto my nipples, while she watched, enraptured. She slowly smiled as I licked my finger clean, moaning as I tasted her for the first time.
“There’s more where that came from,” she said, and leaned in again to suck her cum from my nipples.
This time I couldn’t help but lean back onto the bed. Marney followed, sucking and licking my nipples the whole way. I laced my fingers through her hair, guiding her mouth back and forth between then when I couldn’t stand the pleasure. She sucked them until they were hard and aching. I asked her if she liked tasting herself on my breasts, and she readily agreed.
I rolled her over, following so that I was now straddling her body. She grinned up at me. I gave the same treatment to her pink nipples, nibbling on them as well to try to control my frenzy. It worked, but not for long. I slid to the side of her and let my hand find her pussy again. I worked my fingers over her clit, getting my fingers good and sticky. Listening to her moan just made my own pussy clench hard. Then I slowly slid my finger into her sweet little cunt. I finger fucked her slowly at first, watching as her eyes closed and her hands gripped at the bed covers.
It was wonderfully erotic. I could see myself in her place, imagine the feeling of being spread open with two fingers in my dripping pussy. It made me even hotter to watch her. It made me want to please her even more. Without asking her, I slid down to the floor and pushed her legs apart. I knew she was about to protest, but I quickly silenced her by running my tongue up her pussy, from the bottom all the way up to her clit. I moaned as I tasted her slick, juicy folds, and so did she.
I began to explore her with my tongue. I thought of all the ways that I liked having my pussy licked and sucked and stroked, and I did them all to her. I traced my tongue over her labia, lapping up her cream before plunging my tongue inside her. I worked her clit with my tongue, lapping at it furiously, stroking her pussy with one hand, until she was quivering. Then I stopped. I licked my fingers clean of her, sliding my other fingers over my own pussy, which was drenched. I moaned happily as I rubbed my clit.
“Oh god…” she moaned. “Please, don’t stop now. I’m so close…”
“Spread your pussy open for me,” I said, my whisper harsh with desire. Without a second thought she spread her legs wider and opened up her pussy for me. I kept masturbating and immediately went back to sucking her clit. I licked, and sucked, licked and sucked back and forth, hoping I was driving her crazy with lust. I alternated between her creamy hole and her swollen clit, loving the feeling of her cum coating my face.
I kept stroking my pussy with my own fingers, working myself towards orgasm. I was lost in her scent, frantic to make her cum before I did. Knowing that I would be consumed by my orgasm. I began to lick her hole with renewed enthusiasm. When she reached down to stroke her clit, her moans coming faster now. I could feel her pussy getting tighter, more swollen, ready to explode.
“I’m gonna cum,” she panted. I wanted to answer her. I wanted to urge her to cum, urge her to cum all over my face. But instead I just kept licking, pushing my tongue deep in her wet little cunt. Then she was cumming, I heard her moaning my name as her pussy throbbed against my mouth. I wiggled my tongue, making her squirm even more.
She kept moaning, slowly quieting, where as I was still moaning loudly. My pussy couldn’t take any more. I was rubbing my pussy hard and I could hear the wet noises it was making. I’m sure she could too. Marney looked up and saw me.
“Get on the bed,” she said, her voice urgent. “I want to make you cum.”
“Oh god,” I moaned loudly as I climbed up on the bed and fell onto my back. Marney pushed my hand away, quickly replacing them with her own fingers. I cried out when she slid them in, and quickly sucked my own fingers into my mouth. I began pushing my hips against her hand. “Please, I can’t wait,” I whispered frantically. Marney leaned down and kissed me deeply, sucking my tongue into her mouth. I moaned against her lips, her fingers working faster. I reached down to stroke my clit.
“I can taste you on your lips. I can taste me too. Cum, cum so I can taste you on my own fingers,” she said before claiming my mouth again. We kissed passionately, as lovers. I clung to her as I came, ripping my mouth away as my body arched and I moaned, long and loud. My pussy throbbed tightly on her fingers, milking them as my cum dripped over her hand. Now I was quivering. Unable to move, I watched as she licked her fingers, sucking up all of my cunt honey.
“You taste good,” she finally said, smiling before lying down next to me, skin against skin.
“So do you,” I whispered. I found myself blushing, despite what had just occurred. We laid side by side for several quiet minutes.
“How long can you stay?” she finally said.
I smiled. “However long you want me to stay.” I pulled her close and kissed her again, just because I wanted to. She pulled away suddenly.
“I have some… other things we could try,” she said, leaning up on her elbow and looking at me suggestively.
“Like what?” I grinned. Marney disappeared, and returned with several naughty looking toys. When she produced the double ended dildo, I knew that our night of exploration was only just beginning.
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