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exxperienceI stared at the ad on the personal/contact web site. Did I really writethat? For years, my husband has been asking me imagine what anotherwoman’s touch would feel like. At first, I was revolted by the idea ofsexual contact with another woman. However lately my curiosity has beenaroused. I had a very intimate examination by a lady doctor and it made mewet. My pussy juices started to flow and my nipples hardened. She spottedmy arousal and backed off. I could not understand why I reacted that wayand told my husband that night. While we had routine sex, he suggestedthat maybe I sub-consciously did want sex with another woman. The doctoris an attractive lady slightly younger than myself. I found myselfwondering what the examination would feel like if it went further. Ibecame so aroused and curious that I started to examine myself internallyin the shower. With my finger up my cunt, I rubbed my tits imagining itwas the doctor. The orgasm hit me very quickly out of nowhere. It made merealise perhaps I did want to try sex with another woman. I surfed the netand found a personal contact site. In preparation, I got myself a new andvery private e-mail address and used that in the ad for responses. Then Iposted the ad at the top.For three weeks, nothing happened. Then I received a couple of e-mailresponses. One said “Why look for another woman? If your husband can’tsatisfy you, my 12 inches of black meat will.” The other was in the samevein; both went into the delete bin.Another week went by before I received any more responses. This one wasdifferent, but still not quite what I was looking for. “I will teach youto be a fem. Let me dominate and whip you. Butch”. Corny and insincere.I did not know whether it was a man or a woman. I was beginning to thinkthat I was not meant to find out about sex between two women when somethingwith real possibilities turned up.”I know how you feel because I went through the same stages and doubtsabout my sexuality and wants. I remember the first time I went withanother woman and how nervous I was. I am married and bisexual. Myhusband does not know and I am not interested in three ways. Call me andlet’s at least meet. Cynthia.”Cynthia, I could not get that name out of my mind. Would she be the one?I doubted enough to avoid calling for the next week. Then one night,instead of fucking me, my husband ran his fingers up and down my pussy andin and out of my hole as I imagined a woman would. I came violently. Atthat moment, I resolved to contact Cynthia.I called Cynthia the next morning and we chatted for a while. It turnedout she lived only a couple of miles away from me. We agreed to meet forlunch the next day at a small restaurant near where we live. I could notbelieve what I had done. I had made a date with another woman who I knewto be bisexual and the intention would be to see if we wanted to have sex!My knees were shaking I was so nervous.My husband did not notice a thing that night, one of the few times I havebeen grateful for his lack of observation. He left for work the followingmorning as usual and left me alone in the house. I thought about what Iwould wear and decided on a simple skirt and blouse. It was a nicesummer’s day. I had a long hot shower and carefully washed myself allover. Then I applied a hint of perfume and makeup. Just before theappointed hour, I left the house and drove to the restaurant. She had saidshe would call and reserve a table under the name of Morris. When I wentinside, I asked for the table for Morris and was shown to a booth. Nobodyelse was there. I ordered a Perrier and sat back to wait.”Jane?” asked a voice. It belonged to a dark haired woman who I guessedwas in her thirties. She was quite tall and slender, but not thin. Shetoo wore a skirt and blouse. Her face beamed down at me as she smiledgently.”Are you Cynthia?” I asked. “Yes,” she replied. “Have you been waitinglong? How nice to meet you. I am glad I did decide to respond to yourad.””Sit down,” I said.She sat down opposite me and told me that this was the first time she hadever responded to a personal ad like mine. Within a few minutes, we werechatting away like old friends. I was still quite nervous and I guess itshowed. Rubbing my arm gently, she told me to relax. Her touch was warmon my arm and my flesh burned where she had touched me. Oh, I knew thenthat I would let her touch me. But would I touch her? Would I let herkiss me?We ate our lunch and chatted about trivial things. After coffee, Cynthiasuggested we leave the restaurant and go for a walk. We split the tabbetween us canlı bahis and left the restaurant.”I can see you are tense and nervous,” she said. “You really have neverdone anything with a woman before, have you?””No, I have never been touched sexually by another woman,” I admitted.”However a doctor did examine me recently and I became aroused during theintimate part.” I proceeded to tell her how my juices started to flow andmy nipples hardened.Cynthia took my arm and we walked along arm in arm through the park. “Iwant to teach you,” she said when there was nobody else about to overhearus. “Why don’t we go back to my house and we can relax together.””OK, but I don’t know how far I will want to go,” I said.”That’s OK. We will take it one step at a time. You follow me in yourcar. The drive is only ten minutes,” she said to me.We walked back to the parking lot and got in our cars. I followed her asshe pulled out and she headed into a nice area of town. We turned into aquiet side street and she drove into a driveway. I followed her and parkedbehind her car. The house was not overly big, but was well kept. The lawnwas cut and the flower borders tended.She escorted me to the front door and opened it. Now I became reallynervous and almost bolted. Cynthia saw that I was nervous and did not makeany attempt to force me or touch me. We took off our shoes and went intothe living room. She was the perfect hostess and brought us drinks andfinger foods. I was too nervous to eat anything, besides which I was stillfull from lunch.”You are a very attractive woman Jane,” she said.”Thank you, so are you,” I replied.”I suggest we start by me stripping off and masturbating in front of you.If you feel aroused and want to go further we can. If not, then you havehad an eyeful of me and no harm done,” she said.”OK,” I replied.She stood up and unbuttoned her blouse. Her bra was revealed and then herbelly. She pulled her blouse out of her skirt and took it off. I couldsee her nipples jutting out. Next she undid her skirt and let it fall tothe floor. Cynthia stood there in her bra and panties. Her belly wassmooth and taut. Her breasts were smaller than mine, but I could alreadysee that her nipples were bigger. She reached round behind herself andunsnapped her bra. She removed the undergarment revealing her breasts.Her nipples stood out proudly from them. She rubbed and cupped her breastsin her hands and pulled her nipples. She moved her hands down her body andslid one of them inside her panties. I could see the shape of her hand asshe rubbed herself. Taking her hand out again, she slowly lowered herpanties to the floor and stepped out of them. Naked, she sat back on thecouch and caressed her breasts again. Her breathing increased and shestarted to gyrate her hips. Her right hand moved down towards her pussy.Across her belly, it went lower until it reached her pubic hair. Slowlyher legs parted and I could see my first pussy. She lightly stroked herpussy lips and then parting them pushed a finger between.She stopped and asked me, “What do you feel? Are your nipples hard andtingling? Is your pussy wet?”My nipples were tingling. My pussy was damp, although not wet.”Shall I continue?” she asked.Not trusting my voice, I nodded yes.Cynthia’s hands continued where she had left off. Her left hand joined herfirst in her pussy as she rubbed it harder and faster. She pushed onefinger into her vagina and fucked herself with it. Her moans became louderand her hips bucked more violently. Suddenly with a muffled scream, shewent rigid and thrust her pelvis into the air. My nipples were rock hardand I was wet. I was surprised how turned on I felt.”I have never masturbated like that in front of anyone before,” she said.”Why did you do it now?” I asked.”I just felt it was the right thing to do. Did you enjoy watching? Did itexcite you? How about you masturbating for me?”Deciding that actions speak louder than words, I stood up and slowlyunbuttoned my blouse. I pulled it out of my skirt and took it off. My braundid at the front; I undid the catch and took it off, exposing my breasts.”Nice,” she commented.My skirt had an elastic waistband and I lowered it over my hips. Quickly Iremoved my panties too and sat down naked on the couch opposite her. Istarted to stroke my nipples and it felt so good. I opened my legs and putmy hand down to my pussy. It was wet! I started to stroke it slowly andrub the outer lips. Moving inwards, I rubbed around my vagina and then myclitoris. It felt electric. Closing my eyes, I could imagine it was thedoctor touching bahis siteleri me. Suddenly, the touching became more real and I openedmy eyes. Cynthia had moved and was sitting next to me. Her hand wasrubbing my inner thigh and closing on my pussy.”Imagine I am your doctor,” she said. “I am going to give you an intimateexamination.”She rubbed my tits and pulled my nipples gently. It was so different frommy husband’s pawing of them. Cynthia almost worshipped them and made meglow. She moved her hand downwards and rubbing across my bush, stroked mypussy. She gently rubbed up and down the crack and then pushed her fingersbetween my pussy lips. Her finger found its way into my vagina and shebegan to “examine” me. My hips were bucking and I was panting. Herfingers increased their tempo and I felt the orgasm building. Like a dambursting, I gushed out of my pussy, something I had never done before. Myorgasm seemed to go on forever. My first from another woman. Slowly Icame down as Cynthia stroked my face and hair.”Wow!” was all I could say.”Did you like that? Obviously you did, I can see how much you enjoyedhaving another woman make you cum. Come on, let’s go clean up,” she said.After picking up all of our clothes, she led me upstairs to her masterbathroom. Her shower stall was huge with four nozzles in all.”I prefer to shower with someone,” she said.She turned on the water and led me into the enclosure. Reaching for a barof soap, she started to wash my back. It seemed natural for me to wash herback too. Her skin was so soft. I quite simply could not help myself. Ireached round from behind her and cupped one of her breasts. It was warmand soft and pliable. The nipple stood out hard as I rubbed it. It rubbedthe palm of my hand. Cynthia turned round and took both my hands in hers.She moved her mouth closer and our lips met, just a light brush. Her armswent round me and she gently kissed me again. I was tense and she realisedit and let me go.”Can we get out of the shower now please,” I asked.”Sure,” she replied and turned off the water. She stepped out and handedme a clean towel from the closet. I stepped out and wrapped my towelaround myself. She wrapped her towel round herself and taking my hand ledme into the bedroom.”Let me dry you,” she said. She pulled my towel away from my body andstarted to dry me. She took her towel off and started to dry herself. Istopped her and taking her towel, started to dry her. I dried everywhereexcept between her legs and her bum.Cynthia threw the two towels into the dirty laundry pile and turned roundto face me. Naked breast to breast, she took my hands in hers and asked,”You now know what it is like to have another woman make you cum. Are youready for another woman to make love to you?””I think so,” I said.”OK, if there is anything I do that you do not like, say so and we willstop. Is that OK with you?” she said.”OK, I will tell you if I want you to stop,” I replied.She leaned forward and gently brushed my lips with hers again. Then againand a third time. She opened her lips the fourth time and lingered for amoment before breaking apart again. She put the tip of tongue between herlips and licked them before kissing me yet again. This time, she did notmove away and I felt her tongue pushing at my lips. Slowly my mouth openedand her tongue gently probed into my mouth. She was so much softer thanany man; no beard to scratch and she tasted so different. Much sweeter andfresher. The kiss became more urgent and she gripped my hands tighter.She let go of my hands and her arms went around me again. She pulled mecloser and our breasts touched. I felt her hard nipples against mine and Ifelt the mass of her breasts press into mine. My hands stole gently roundbehind her as we kissed deeply.Cynthia broke away and asked if everything was OK and did I want tocontinue. I nodded yes and she started to kiss me again. This time, Ipushed my tongue into her mouth and she started to suck on it. Her armswent tightly round me and the fronts of our bodies came into contact fromhead to toe. Her hands moved down to caress my butt cheeks as she pushedher hips forward into mine. My arms went round behind her and I pulled hertighter into me.Cynthia broke off again and walked over to the bed. She pulled back thesheet and got in. Then she held the sheet up inviting me to join her. Mydoubts were almost over, but this was a big step and I hesitated for amoment.”Are you OK?” she asked.”I think so, just a minute,” I said. I looked at her holding up the sheet,inviting me into her bed. I looked at her body, güvenilir bahis the swell of her hips, herlong legs, her bush, her belly, her breasts with their engorged nipples,her face and hair. She was beautiful. Suddenly I wanted to make love toher in the worst possible way.I moved forward and climbed into bed next to her. She let the sheet d****across me as I lay on my side next to her. Not knowing what to do, I justlaid there. Cynthia took the initiative again and kissed me. While wewere kissing, she rolled me onto my back and got on top of me. Her breastspressed down into mine. She broke off the kiss and her mouth moved slowlydownwards. She nibbled at my neck, sending me into Goosebumps, and down tomy breasts. Gently, she started to suckle me. Her teeth teased one of mynipples and pulled it while her hands caressed the other. Her mouth andhands switched places and then her mouth continued its downward journey. Iwas about have oral sex performed on me by another woman. Cynthia’s mouthtravelled down to my navel and then beyond it to my bush. She gentlyspread my legs and moved down between my thighs. I could feel her breathon my pussy before she made first contact with her mouth. Oh, the feeling!She licked at my vaginal opening, licked the pussy lips, inside the lipsand my clitoris. When she gently bit on my clitoris with her teeth, I cameimmediately. Not just an orgasm, but a monumental cum, a gusher out of myvagina. She put her mouth over my pussy and lapped it up. What an orgasm.My first from another woman’s mouth. Now could I reciprocate?Cynthia moved up from between my legs and lay down beside me. “How wasthat?” she asked.”That was the best I have ever had,” I replied breathlessly.We waited for a few minutes to recover and then cuddled again. She did notpress me to do anything to her. I moved my hand down between her legs,stroking up and down her thighs. I pushed her onto her back and got uponto my knees. Looking down at her, I pushed her legs apart. I moved myhand down to her pussy and lightly stroked the outer lips. They were wetand opened at my touch revealing her pussy in all its detail. I could seeher clitoris, her pee-hole and her vagina. I rubbed around the entrance toher vagina before pushing my finger inside. It was warm and wet. I feltit open as my finger entered and then tighten slightly around it. Movingmy finger in and out, I started to fuck her with it. She moaned and said,”Touch my clitty!”I moved my finger to her clitoris and rubbed it. She moaned more loudlyand bucked her hips. I moved between her legs and with the forefinger ofmy other hand started to fuck her with it while I caressed her clitoris.After a few minutes of this, Cynthia’s moans increased in volume and I felther pussy clamp down on my finger as she came. Now I had made anotherwoman cum.Cynthia realised my reluctance to perform oral sex on her and did not pushme to do it. In the aftermath of our orgasms, we lay side by side on herbed. My fingers smelled of her sex and I could still taste her mouth.After a few minutes, Cynthia got up and taking my hand, pulled me up too.She led me to the bathroom and into the shower for my third bathe of theday. We washed each other all over. She even washed between the cheeks ofass, actually touching my asshole. I did not wash her there, but I didsoap her everywhere else, her arms, her legs, her back, her breasts, herbelly and between her legs. When we were rinsed off, Cynthia stopped theshower and gave me another clean towel. We dried each other and gotdressed. I was surprised to see it was nearly 5:00 and my husband would behome soon. Quickly I said my good-byes and promised to stay in touch. Igot home five minutes before he did and, not having prepared supper,suggested we go out. That night, his kisses were rough and his beardsc****d my face. His paws mauled my breasts and he was quick andinconsiderate with his touching of my pussy. But his cock felt so good,filling me to capacity. I wished that I could have the best of bothworlds, the softness and touch of a woman, but the cock of a man.That thought stayed with me the next morning after he had left. I surfedthe net, not really knowing what to look for, and ended up back at thepersonal page where I had placed the original ad. Out of curiosity, I wentto the toys page and saw what I wanted. A woman wearing a strap-on cock!How I wanted to touch her and be touched by her. I longed for her tothrust her cock into my pussy. I could not buy one because our credit cardis shared and my husband would want to know what the transaction was. Idecided to try the ad approach again.”44 year old married woman wants to be fucked by another woman. Have hadone bisexual experience. Fill my pussy with your strap-on cock. Bisexualor lesbian ladies call me or e-mail me.”
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