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 stroke 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. 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 whisps of dark lace. I resumed our kiss, knowing that this calmed Sarah and made her feel comfortable. As our kiss deepened, I began to lower my hand to her breasts. I used my fingertips to trace over the curve of her breast, just teasing over the nipple. I did this several times before I felt Sarah’s tell tale back arch, letting me know she wanted more of what I was doing. I began to increase the pressure of my touch, letting more of my hand touch her breast. I took her nipple between my thumb and finger and squeezed ever so gently, again the arch. I broke the kiss to whisper in Sarah’s ear that I would like to taste her breasts when she was ready. I continued to stroke and pinch till I felt Sarah’s hand in my hair, against my head. With the softest of touches, Sarah was pushing my head down towards her cleavage.
As I approached what I had waited for so long, I again remined myself to go slow. Tonight, was about unlocking Sarah, opening her up to possibilities. Once what was done then I could bring her to the level I craved. I began to kiss and lick Sarah’s neck, nibbling the soft taught skin while inhaling the sweet smell of her. I reached her collarbone, and still she pushed my downward. My lips felt the rise of her breasts, the soft fullness that was warm against my face. I kissed the top of her breasts, working my way to the inside roundness, deliberately ignoring her nipples. I needed to make her want it before I did it. Let her control the pace and intensity. While kissing and nuzzling her breasts, I brought my fingers back to her nipples. I was pleased to find that they were rock hard and larger than I had thought. I began to work my way towards her nipple, taking a slow winding path with my mouth. I could feel Sarah’s fingers in my hair, she was gripping tighter and pulling me to her nipple. Guiding me to feed from her. I opened my mouth over her nipple, my lips almost touching her areola. I exhaled, sending a long warm breath over her hard and overly exposed nipple. It was my turn to smile as I felt Sarah shudder and heard a low moan come from her throat. I stayed in place; the next move was hers. I did not have to wait long, she placed both hands on the back of my head and firmly pushed my mouth on to her nipple.
While I was determined to go slow, for a moment my control wavered, and I took that delicious nipple deep into my mouth. I could feel the edge of her areola at my lips pulled on her nipple, pulling it back to my throat. I was hungry for her, needed to be fed by her and could hardly stop my lust in time. I forced myself to release her nipple, making a soft popping noise. I took a moment to steady myself and then began to lick and tease the hard tip of her breast. I cupped each breast in a hand and brought the nipples close together. I took my mouth from one to the other, comparing size and feel in my mouth. I decided to take things a step further, pushing her breasts together so I could place both nipples in my mouth at the same time. My tongue swirled around and between those hard nubs as Sarah arched and wiggled under me.
I had Sarah lay on her side and lay facing her, but with my face level to her breasts. I took turns going back and forth between her nipples, sucking them slowly and deeply. The feeling of Sarah’s nipples against the back of my throat made my clit pulsate and scream out for attention. When I shifted my body, I could feel how my panties clung to me, how my wetness had stuck them to me. I moved my hands down to the top of Sarah’s pants, pausing before I undid the button. I felt Sarah’s own hands come down and push mine out of the way, for a second, I thought I was being shot down. However, she quickly undid her pants and in seconds had them slid off and tossed out of reach. I was working out my next move when she pulled me back to her breasts to continue my worship of them. I eagerly returned to my sucking of here strawberry coloured nipples, my hands beginning to travel down the soft curve of her stomach.
At this point I realized that our husbands would have a hard time seeing what I was doing, and I decided to go a little easier on them. I gently pushed Sarah back to her back without taking my mouth from her nipple. I trailed my hand towards the mound that was covered in a black silk panty.
I looked up to see both husbands with their eyes locked to my hand and its descent down her torso. I motioned for them to take their clothes off while they watched. I could hear the fumble of clothes being shed as I returned my attention to Sarah. She began to move to take her panties off, and I stopped her. I knew the key to fully unlocking Sarah was a slow build of sensation and desire, if things went too fast it would be lost. I gently cupped her silk covered mound in my hand while I continued to suckle at her breast. I could feel the heat and dampness through the fabric, feel her hips rise up to my touch. I ran my fingers over her outer lips, letting the silk add a barrier to my touch. I could feel her hair through the fabric, a sensation that further drenched my own panties. I could feel the hint of hardness where her clit was, and I would gently stroke over it, not lingering there. Yet. Sarah continued to arch and moan, an edge of need becoming evident.
I changed positions, lowering myself between Sarah’s legs. I arched my own back, placing my ass up high to be admired. I moved my own face towards Sarah’s centre, her panties remaining in place. I began to kiss and softly nibble her inner thighs, working my way higher and higher. I can smell Sarah’s scent, its intoxicating and brings me closer. My mouth now hovers over her, my breath on the silk. I again wait for Sarah’s blessing … my body clenched; my desires held in check.
Sarah begins to feel bolder; I can tell her inhibitions are lowering. She hooks her thumbs at the edge of her panties and pushing them off her hips. I move out of the way enough for her to slide them down her legs. While Sarah repositions herself I reach behind my own back and unclasp my bra to free my own breasts. I see Sarah eye my own soft pink nipples with a hunger that has not been there before. I also take the opportunity to slide my own panties down my legs, leaving them on the floor of her bedroom. I resume my earlier position between her legs, my now naked ass in the air. I realize I am in the position that both husbands have been dreaming of, and I can hear a quickening of breath. Before I refocus my attention on Sarah, I cock my ass back so that both men can get a glimpse of my wet slit. I can be a bit of a show-off at times…
I again work my way up the inside of Sarah’s thighs, but this time I add the feeling of my nipples brushing her leg as well. Sarah is unprepared for this sensation and quivers under me. I decide to take a chance, I bypass her pussy with my face but slow as my breasts come level. I very slowly run the tip of my breast up her untouched slit. My flinty nipple nudging her soft folds. I cup under my breast to help guide my nipple to her clit, the tip brushing against her inflamed core. When I make contact, Sarah bucks under me, grabbing fistfuls of the sheet under her. I do the same process with my other nipple; this time Sarah is prepared and thrusts against it. I now have two nipples coated with her juice… I raise up to my knees and motion for the men to come to me. Both men know not to be gentle with me and soon they are both latched on and I can feel their teeth as they eagerly lick and suck each drop of Sarah from me. I find myself getting lost in the sensitisation and need to pull myself back, I push the men off and am now ready to visit the place I have been yearning for.
I rest on my elbows in front of a prone Sarah, my face against the soft fragrant hair that is neatly trimmed. I take the tip of my tongue and run it along the outside of her folds, where her lips meet the top of her legs. I let Sarah get used to the feel of me between her legs, my tongue close to her. Her hands return to my hair and I can feel her gripping me tightly. I begin to kiss her outer lips, running my tongue and lips over the softness. Her smell and taste continue to make me heady, I hold myself back from diving in recklessly. As I work, Sarah moves her legs so that they are over my back, using her strength to pull me in closer. I begin to use the tip of my tongue to nudge open her folds, staying away from her clit. I knew she was ready, but I wanted her to really want it- to need it as much as I did.
I teased her opening with my tongue, darting in and out, coating my tongue. I have never tasted a pussy so sweet as Sarah’s and I wanted to drink from her. I relaxed my tongue so to make it softer and every so lightly brushed over her hard clit. I felt her spasm as soon as contact was made, pulling hard on my hair. I started working her pussy in circles, each time I came to her pussy I would stay a split second longer, press a teeny bit harder. I could tell by the way Sarah bucked under me, how she pressed her my head to her core, that her inhibitions were long gone. My suspicions were confirmed when I could hear her moan my name over and over, begging me to make her cum.
I drew my dripping face back for a moment to make eye contact with the men, both were naked and stroking their hard cocks. Eyes locked on us. I opened my legs slightly, arching my ass, inviting touch. I let them know that I did not care whose cock I took, but I needed to be filled. I dove back into Sarah’s pussy, not waiting to see who was going meet my demand. I could feel the bed shift behind me, and I was aware of someone moving into place. I felt a rough hand on my hip, moving me into place, guiding me until I could feel a tip of a cock against my slit. I still did not know who was behind me, that fact alone made me wetter than I already was. My face buried in Sarah’s slick pussy and a hard cock nudging me, I was happier than I had been in a long time.
I murmured that they were not to enter me yet. To wait. I began to focus more on Sarah’s clit, licking around and over it. It grew harder under my tongue and Sarah’s twisting body made me must focus on keeping up with her. I placed my elbows on the bed, my arms over her hips and brought my hands to her slick pussy. I used my fingers to part her lips and expose her clit. While this was happening, I could continue to feel the tip of a hard cock move up and down over my own pussy- from clit to opening and back again. I was so wet myself that he slipped up and down easily. I had an idea, one that I had been hoping to do.. what better time then now? I urgently whispered that it was time to fill me, strong hands grabbed both hips and I felt a Sarah’s husbands cock stretch me open. I suspected it would be his cock, it was confirmed when I felt the girth push me open. A moan escaped my lips, and I had to take a moment to refocus as he started to slam deep into me. It was almost impossible to give Sarah’s pussy the attention it deserved while getting pounded, but I needed to. I gently began to suckle Sarah’s clit, taking it completely in my mouth. The key was to never let it out of my mouth, never break the seal I made with my lips. I began to suck in earnest, rubbing my tongue along her clit as I did so.
My body rocked with cock I was taking, and I let this motion guide my sucking. Up and down in the same rhythm as I was getting fucked. Sarah’s husband picked up on what I was doing and steadied his rhythm to make it easier for me. Sarah’s body began to shake under me, her legs clenching and twisting. I knew that if I kept this up she would be cumming soon. Sarah’s husband knew as well and reached under me and began to stroke my own engorged clit. I could hear him moan as my pussy flooded his cock in response to his touch. I knew I would not be far behind Sarah.
I decided to take Sarah over the edge in a way that would leave no doubt that I claimed her. I moved my right hand from her pussy and used two fingers to slide into her. Sarah was tight and clamped down on my fingers, I continued to slide them in. As I eased them in as far as I could, I began to curve the tip of my fingers upward, searching for that sweet spot. When I found it, I pressed both fingers to it, rubbing back and forth, working to mimic the rhythm we had established. At this point Sarah began to moan and cry loudly, making sounds I had never heard her make before. I did not stop sucking, up and down, tongue running over her clit.
I could feel Sarah’s whole body tense, her legs pressed tightly to me. I could not have escaped even if I wanted to, and I was not going anywhere. I focused my efforts on her and sucked her clit deeply into my mouth, running my tongue over and over. I pushed my fingers in deep, knowing that the tiny bit of pain I was causing would only add to the pleasure. This pushed Sarah over the edge, she began coming hard all over my face. I kept up exactly what I was doing, knowing that I would only stop when I felt her body relax. I was able to keep her orgasm going as she rocked and cried out under my touch. As Sarah came I could feel her husbands pace quicken, hear his breathing get rough. He began to fuck me with such force that I knew I would not be walking easily tomorrow. As I gently let go of Sarah’s clit and slide my fingers out of her, I rocked my hips back against him. Sarah lay in a daze under me as her husband raced to fill me with his own cum. I caught the eye of my husband, saw the huge smile on his voyeur face, knowing he was loving every minute of this show. I reached a hand down to my clit and began to stroke it. I felt my own orgasm building, my face covered in Sarah’s juice and a thick cock ravaging me.
I knew how I wanted to end this, and I told Sarah’s husband to finish on her spent pussy. He grunted in reply and soon pulled out of me. He scrambled over to her and unleashed rope after rope of cum over her swollen lips. He lay beside her, eyes on me for my next move. Knowing Sarah would be extremely sensitive right now I slowly and gently moved over her. With quick movements I licked up every drop of cum that was spilled on her, enjoying the mixture of her sweet juice and the saltiness of his seed. Sarah murmured with pleasure as she felt herself getting cleaned up, her husband watching wide eyed. Having pleased both of them, it was now time for me. I beckoned my husband over to help me, letting him have his well deserved reward. Maybe if Sarah was up for round 2 she could help? But that is a story for another time…
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