Sarah
I met my girlfriend Ginger at a festival. At the time I had no idea I liked girls, you know, sexually, but she sure changed that in a hurry! The orgasms she gave me that weekend were like nothing I’d ever experienced before! Why is it that orgasms with women are different than those with men? You’d think an orgasm is an orgasm is an orgasm, right? Wrong!
After Ginger and I moved in together, we started exploring the boundaries of our sexuality. I was always about 50/50 when it came to guys and girls but Ginger was definitely more into women than men. That’s not to say he didn’t like men, she just liked women more.
Money was tight at first so we explored ways to make a little extra cash. She suggested we start live streaming our sex life but that wasn’t what I had in mind. I’m no prude but flashing my bits and pieces all over the web was not something I was comfortable with. Then I remembered a girl I knew in college who almost paid for school by being a surrogate for women who couldn’t have babies of their own. We talked about it and agreed that we’d look into it. That’s how we met Lexi and Will.
Our first meeting was about as awkward as one could imagine, we were all unsure what to say or how things worked. I was immediately attracted to Lexi, I don’t know that it was any one thing that drew me to her but I knew I wanted to get to know her better. I had never been with an older woman, she was 37 to my 25 and I wondered what that was like. My libido got the better of me when I suggested that instead of making a baby in a lab I might sleep with her husband and make one the old-fashioned way. She balked at first and they left the clinic so I thought that was that. Then a couple of months later, she called me.
I talked to Ginger about what had happened and she said she had no problem with me fucking some woman’s husband to get impregnated. It was lust at first sight when Will saw Ginger, his pupils dilated, his nostrils flared and his chest puffed up just that little bit. I knew then that I’d have no trouble convincing him but I had to get Lexi on board.
While we were discussing the mechanics of surrogacy, I told her about a woman that I knew who had some reservations about her husband fucking another woman but that they found a way around it. Lexi wasn’t getting the hint so I suggested that she be there when Will and I did the deed and that, if she wanted, she could help.
She said she wasn’t gay and I told her that I’m not either but that I am bisexual. I asked her, “Have you ever been attracted to a woman?”
She said she could recognize when a woman was pretty or hot but she wasn’t attracted to them, “Not in that way.” I told her that I didn’t think I was either until I met Ginger.
I decided then that the best way to convince her to let me have sex with her husband was to seduce her to have sex with me. I took her fingers in one hand and brought them to my lips to kiss them. She inhaled sharply at the touch of my lips and her eyes got wide. I asked her if she’d ever kissed a woman. She admitted to fooling around with some girls at college but she’d never kissed one like that.
“May I kiss you, Alexa?” I asked her. I moved my lips closer to hers and she didn’t pull away. I watched her eyes and as soon as I saw them close I knew she was curious enough to keep going Her lips parted slightly as mine met them and I flicked my tongue between them to tease hers forward.
“Oh my!” she said breathily. “You might be on to something here!” We stood up and kissed again, our first kiss had been exploratory, but this one was more passionate. Her eyes stayed locked onto mine as she asked her husband to go to the store and get some wine.
“We have plenty of wine,” he said. Men are so dense sometimes, he must have been afraid he’d miss something. He wasn’t wrong. Lexi excused herself and went to her husband.
“Sweetie, you misunderstand. Sarah and I are going to our bedroom and we don’t want an audience. I’ll tell you all about it later!” She kissed him hard. “And if everything goes well, you and she can start making babies!”
He left reluctantly and she took my fingers, led me to their bedroom, and locked the door. “He’s not going to the store, is he?” I asked her. She turned to me, shook her head, and smiled. My goodness, she has such a pretty smile!
“I don’t care, he can listen if he wants to!” she grinned. We kissed again, softly at first but then more deeply as we progressed. “I never imagined,” she whispered as we came up briefly for air. I was just about to make the next move when I felt her hand on my breast. I reached down to cup her ample ass cheeks and pull her hips toward me. She groaned out loudly as our tongues battled for supremacy. “You’re such a good kisser!” she whispered when our faces parted.
I leaned forward and we touched foreheads as our eyes stayed locked on each other. I saw the tiny flecks of yellow in the grey/green hazel of her irises as we barely blinked. My hands found the buttons on her top and I started unfastening them from top to bottom. I looked down and saw her pale pink bra with the front clasp, “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were hoping for this!” I said.
“Not hoping, but I’m glad you’re here,” she said softly. I wanted so badly to take her bra off and see her breasts but I turned and pulled my hair aside to reveal the buttons on my dress. “Undress me,” I whispered and I felt her fingers shaking a little as she clumsily tried to unfasten them.
I turned and kissed her again, “Don’t be nervous, you’re doing just fine!” I said. She took a deep breath to calm herself as I turned again. The buttons went all the way to my waist and I could have stopped her after about three or four but as her hands got lower, she leaned forward and kissed my neck. The dress slipped off my shoulder and I felt her feather-soft kisses on the exposed skin. Then the dress fell, pooling at my feet.
Her hands cupped my breasts, “They’re perfect!” she breathed. “So firm and round, I wish mine were so…”
I turned quickly and reached up to unclip her bra. It fell in front of her, “Now those are perfect!” I said. “so plump and full, I’ll bet your husband loves to…”
“Let’s not talk about my husband just now,” she whispered. She bent to capture one of my nipples between her lips, it’s almost like she knew instinctively that I love having my nipples sucked. “Yes, Lexi, that’s it!” I moaned as she switched sides.
She came back up to kiss me and it was my turn. I placed my hand under her breast and was surprised by its firmness. Her nipples were a soft pink in contrast to my light brown and they were contracted into tight little nubs. I suckled on one and then the other as she sighed and whispered for me to never stop.
I pushed her top the rest of the way off and my hands went to the button on her slacks. If she had been wearing jeans or something tighter this would have required more work but being of a softer material they slid right off. Her panties were boy shorts style and the same shade of pink as her bra. My fingers brushed over her mound and I felt the tuft of hair underneath them.
I looked into her eyes and she nodded ever so slightly, willing me to keep going. I slowly knelt before her, kissing my way down her torso as I went until my nose was even with her mons. I inhaled deeply, she was as ready as she would ever be. I looked up, "Can I taste you?” Again she nodded and I hooked my fingers on either side of her hips and slowly drew her panties down. Her aroma was intoxicating, a mature woman at the peak of sexual arousal and I couldn’t wait to taste her.
My nose touched her pubic hair and I flicked my tongue forward. She parted her legs at my touch and I could see that, while her mound was covered in fine soft hair, her pussy lips were not. I reached up and ran my finger along the cleft between them, pausing to circle her clit which was just peeking out from its hiding place. Her knees buckled as she moaned, “Ohhh, fuck!”
I kissed her clit and she moaned again. Her hand found the back of my head and she pushed me closer, her scent arousing me all the more. As much as I wanted to slip one or two fingers inside her, I resisted. I stood up, pausing to suckle on her breasts momentarily before reaching her lips and kissing her. “You smell amazing!” I said.
I led her to the bed and sat her down with her legs dangling over the edge. I took a pillow and placed it on the hardwood floor beneath me and knelt on it. Her upper body was propped up on her elbows as she looked at me over her breasts and smiled. She used her hands to push them together and thumbed her nipples as she opened her legs to invite me in.
I reached up and took her fleshy thighs in my hands, urging her bum to the edge of the bed. Her calves fell onto the backs of my shoulders and pulled me forward, I could tell she wanted this as much as I did, perhaps more.
I licked her opening from bottom to top, clamping my lips on her clit when I got there. Her thighs contracted around my head and then relaxed as she responded to the sensation. For the next few minutes, she made a lot of sounds but none of them were words, just sighs, moans, and groans as she reacted to my touch. I slid two fingers inside her to find her magic spot and her hips lifted up as I located and massaged it. She was leaking now, just a little and I lapped it all up hungrily.
The room was getting loud now as her orgasm neared. Actually, it was orgasms plural, one after another after another as I relentlessly suckled and fingered her. I was just about to slack off when she screamed and a long jet of clear fluid shot from her pussy, drenching my face, hair, and shoulders. I lapped up as much as I could but it was more than I could manage. I’d squirted before myself, as a few of my female partners have but this was something altogether different. Had we been in the forest the animals would have been lining up two-bu-two. I loved it all!
I shimmied my way up her body and as I reached her face her lips hungrily found mine. She teased my hair in her fingers, “You’re all wet!” she whispered.
“That’s your fault,” I replied with a smile.
“Couldn’t have done it without you!” she said. Then she flipped me onto my back with a strength that belied her appearance, “My turn!”
She had obviously been paying attention to the things I did to her because she soon had me writhing beneath her. Her face was soon buried in my crotch and she used her arms to hold my hips into place as she hungrily licked and sucked on my pussy. I groaned loudly and she looked up and smiled, pleased that she had been able to elicit such as response. “Fingers, use your fingers,” I moaned.
“I have something better!” she whispered as she broke contact long enough to wriggle up and retrieve something from her nightstand drawer. She wiggled her way back into place and I immediately felt the shiver of a vibrator against my clit. “Put it in me!” I begged her and she obliged, sliding the curved toy inside me and pressing the tip up against my G-spot. Her lips locked back onto my clit and I was on a very rapid ascent to the heavens.
While it had taken Lexi some minutes to climb Orgasm Mountain, between my heightened state of arousal, her lips, and that magical toy, I was on an express elevator to the top floor. Like my new lover, the noises I made were unintelligible as words but the message they conveyed was unmistakeable – I was on a fast track to orgasmic bliss.
Unlike Lexi, whose orgasms got stronger with each one, I knew my first one would be nuclear. I grabbed her hair and pulled her face into my pussy as I exploded with all the fury of a tornado. My hips bucked, my torso writhed, my head tossed back and forth, and my legs clamped around her shoulders as the lust burst out of me. Where Lexi’s cum had jetted out of her as from a firehose, mine was more of a gush, flooding my pussy and leaking profusely onto her face.