It was not the first time I had seen her naked, or the first time I had kissed her or even run my hands over her body. It was the first time though that she was going to give herself over to me. The first time I could do what I liked to her and bring to life fantasies that had kept me awake at night.
Sarah and her husband had been in an open relationship with my husband and I for a few months now. I had enjoyed exploring her husband and getting to know what made him moan and beg for release. I had especially enjoyed watching my husband please Sarah. He is talented in bed and I knew that Sarah was being awoken in ways she had not been before.
There was one area though that had not been explored, one area that had been blocked off and made me whimper in frustration. Sarah had never been with a woman before and was reluctant to try it. She allowed me to kiss her and cup her body gently, but no more. I had a feeling though that this was about to change. Sarah had confided in me that she struggled to climax from oral sex, a fact she had kept hidden from the men in her life. Sarah let me know that she either faked her orgasm or encouraged a change in position first. I am not proud to say that I begged, but I did. I begged Sarah to let me try, to let me show her how different it can feel when it is a woman’s mouth between your legs. That soft skin, plump lips and knowing tongue can change the experience completely. This had been a week ago, the last time I had seen Sarah. She had promised to think about it and let me know.
Tonight, we had a date with Sarah and her husband at their home. I took a little longer to get ready, even buying a new bra and panty set for the night. I slipped on the navy blue lacy demi bra that left my large breasts spilling over the top, my pink nipples visible. The matching thong showcased my round ass that begged to be slapped and held on to. I lightly sprayed my favourite perfume along my neck and cleavage, the notes of vanilla and musk pleasing to my senses. I kept my make up light, but I was not able to resist a dark red lipstick that played nicely with my pale skin and the dark blue lace. I pinned back my dark curls so that they framed my face but would not get in my way later on. I slipped a dress over my almost bare body and found my husband who was eager to go.
When my husband and I arrived at their home, we sat with wine first. While taking my first sip I noticed something different about Sarah. Usually she tended to focus her attention more on my husband, which I could not blame. He is tall and broad shouldered. Dark hair and black eyes that tend to draw you in and make you forget what you were saying mid sentence. Tonight though, Sarah kept stealing glances my way. I smiled at her over the rim of my wine glass, enjoying the blush that spread over her cheeks. My gaze traveled over her, stopping to admire along the way. Though my own hair was shoulder length, Sarah had silky black strands that hung to almost her waist. When she wore her hair down, like she was tonight, I could feel a twinge deep down inside of me. Sarah was shorter than I was, coming to my chin when we stood together. Tonight, Sarah was wearing a black jacket and snug black pants. The jacket was done up to cinch it over waist, leaving an incredible view of her breasts. Like me, Sarah had full breasts and a slim waist. I could clearly see the red push up bra Sarah was wearing tonight, her breasts pushing the jacket open. It was not until Sarah cleared her throat that I realized I had been staring, mouth open, mesmerized by them. I managed to bring my eyes back to Sarah’s face and her green eyes that seemed to be laughing at my blatant desire.
Sarah cleared her throat again and spoke about how she had been thinking things over during the last week and decided she wanted experience having a woman please her… that is if I was still interested. It was all I could do to not rip off her clothes and devour her right there. I felt an instant throbbing in my own clit as my brain tried to keep up with the implications that were now before me. I managed to stumble out that I was very interested and asked if there was anything I should know or be aware of to help her be comfortable. Sarah shyly stated that she hoped it would not be a turn off if she took a little while to orgasm, that it had always been difficult for her. I assured Sarah that she could take as much time as she needed, and I would enjoy every minute of it.
We decided to move to the bedroom, taking our wine glasses with us. I had given a lot of thought leading up to this on how I wanted to progress with Sarah if I ever had the chance. Usually I am more assertive in my sexual needs, taking what I need and pushing others to their own boundaries. I knew though that I would need to take a different approach with her. Though Sarah wanted to try, she remained shy and tentative. If I came on strong, I may ruin my chance. As hard as it would be for me, I would need to let Sarah have the control and take the lead. I decided to start with something safe, that she had already done before, a kiss. I cupped Sarah’s face in my hands and looked deep into her eyes, slowly lowering my lips her hers. I took the tip of my tongue and traced it along the outside of her lips, working slowly and gently to part them. I felt Sarah’s body against mine, her breasts pressed under mine. Her lips began to open, and I felt her tongue brush mine, tasting the wine she had been drinking. I continued to hold her face as my mouth began to explore hers. While the kiss deepened, I began to move my hand to the back of her head, running my fingers through her hair. I got lost for a moment in this sensation, the feeling of her long hair twisted through my fingers and I let out a soft moan. I could feel one of Sarah’s smiles against my mouth in response. I knew I could get lost in that hair and pulled back from it, will leave that for another time as I had to focus now on her needs as much as mine.
Though I had run my hands over her clothed breasts before, I had not had the opportunity to touch or taste them and it was all I could think of. While I continued to gently kiss her, I ran a hand down to undo to lone button that was keeping her jacket closed. It gave way easily and Sarah’s breasts were before me, held up by red silk. I don’t know how I held myself back as well as I did, I wanted to make them mine, to leave my hand marks and bite marks on that delicate dusky flesh. But Sarah was not ready for that intensity yet. I swallowed back my urges and raised a tentative hand the top of her breasts. I grazed them gently, so lightly that she would barely be able to feel it. I took my other hand and placed it on her back, over her bra strap. I continued to lightly caress the top of her breasts while kissing her, my hand on her back was waiting for her signal. It took a few minutes of soft kisses and even softer caresses before I felt it, the arch of the back that signaled she wanted more. I reached under her jacket and rested my hand on her bra strap, pulling back from the kiss to look at her- the question in my eyes. Sarah gave me the slightest of nods before reaching her mouth up for mine. I continued the kiss as I slide her jacket off her and unclasped her bra. Slowly lowing the straps over her arms, letting the bra fall to the floor. Though I had seen her breasts before, never this close, and never displayed for my use. Her round and full breasts were tipped with dark red nipples that were hardening under my gaze. I pulled back from the kiss to get a better look; each hand cupped under a breast. Feeling the warm weight from that soft skin. Sarah then whispered to me that she felt too self conscious being the only one exposed. I stood back from hear and undid my dress, letting it fall in in a pool at my feet. I heard mummers of approval from the husbands who were standing in the back of the room. I had almost forgotten about them; my focus being so directed towards Sarah. I turned to give my husband a wink, then returned to Sarah. I asked her if she wanted to lay down on their bed, when she whispered she did, I took her hand to guide her there. I helped Sarah onto the king sized bed and made her feel comfortable among the blankets and pillows. I lay next to her, my own body naked except for a few wisps of dark lace. I resumed our kiss, knowing that this calmed Sarah and made her feel comfortable
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