What Are Friends For?
My friend Kay is someone that Iāve been trying to persuade into joining our small circle of friends that likes to fool around. Sheās been to some of our sex toy/lingerie parties, and has been a good sport by wearing sexy revealing outfits for it, but she hasnāt fully committed into any lesbian activity with anyone else. Sheās always been satisfied with sitting to the side, to avoid being the center of attention. It never seemed like anything shocked her, like watching our friends engage in oral pleasure, anal play or strapon sex. Kay just kept to herself, smiling while everyone else had their fun.
My skinny sandy-haired friend was also a regular at our weekly girls only lunch dates, where weād get together to talk sex and other gossip at various restaurants around town. She never really offered much as far as sexual stories go, and didnāt really add any juicy rumors about anyone, choosing instead to sit quietly and take it all in.
Iāve made subtle hints to Kay that I was always there for her if she ever wanted to experiment with some secret sapphic sex. She always politely declined, but for some reason, I got the feeling that my long-haired friend wasnāt completely ruling it out.
Last week she invited me over to her house to show off the newly remodeled sunroom that her husband Jay had been working on. Naturally I figured it was just an excuse to satisfy her inner lesbian urges.
If Kay had seduction on her mind, she certainly wasnāt dressed for it, meeting me with her frizzy hair tied back and wearing blue jeans with a modest halter top, with an artsy bohemian style vest that was sort of her trademark. She relied on her natural beauty and comforting smile, and I was totally smitten with her natural girl next door type beauty.
She showed off their new sunroom and outdoor deck, and it was really nice, but I was right that she really had another reason for inviting me over. She surprised me by saying she had some questions about squirting orgasms. It was no secret that I was a squirter, often sharing details at our lunches, as well as having one while masturbating with a hitachi wand in front of everybody at one of our sex toy parties, which I know Kay witnessed.
The shy beauty confided how she squirted for the first time a few weeks ago with Jay. She said he was going down on her when she had a convulsive orgasm and squirted all over his face.
I couldnāt believe she was sharing intimate details with me. Kay never went on about her sex life when she had the chance at any of our gossip filled lunches. I didnāt want her to feel like she couldnāt open up to me, but I didnāt really see what the problem was.
Apparently the problem was that Jay loved it and theyāve been trying to recreate her gusher ever since, without any luck. She asked if there was a trick to it, and wondered if I could help her out. I responded that even though my wet orgasms are occurring more frequently, I have no control over it. Itās not as if I can turn it on and off like a faucet.
I did however, joke that I could probably make her cum if she let me play with her. To my surprise, thatās exactly what she had in mind. It seems my persistent flirting finally paid off.
I asked her to take her clothes off so I could take a look, and she reluctantly stripped down for me. My skinny friend tried to cover her sagging pear-shaped tits while I looked on as if I was some sort of expert. I asked if it would make her more comfortable if I got naked too, and started to undress without waiting for an answer.
We both stood there in her kitchen wearing only our panties, quietly gazing at each other. Her skimpy undies couldnāt hide her hairy bush and I couldnāt help but stare. āAre you excited right now?ā I asked, as I slowly reached inside of my panties to touch myself.
She was obviously nervous, and I took a step closer, reaching down with my free hand and gently rubbed her pussy right through her striped pink panties. Itās been my experience thatās its all in the buildup and anticipation of something special, when it comes to squirting.
I could feel her wetness as she stood before me, trembling from the first time being touched by another woman. I inched closer and whispered in her ears that she should take her panties off. Kay never moved and I asked her again, āTake off those stinky wet undies and I guarantee Iāll get you off.ā
Kay let out a nervous little giggle, as she peeled off her damp pink underwear. Her wet muff glistened as she ran her long delicate fingers over and around it. She tried to speak, but seemed to be unable. I ran my hand over her furry wet pussy, searching for her vagina with my middle finger. She was extremely wet as I found my way inside her, and let out a soft quivering sigh as I fingered her juicy cunt.
āDo you like this?ā I asked, while pinching her stubby clit. āDoes Jay do this for you?ā
She closed her eyes and hit her lip as I backed her up against the counter. She never responded verbally, but her body language indicated she was enjoying the clitoral massage. I boldly got on my knees to add a little oral pleasure to my active fingers. I took a long lick from the base of her hairy pussy up to her engorged clit. I playfully began chewing on it while I probed inside her with two fingers.
Kay was moaning with pleasure, running her fingers through my hair, guiding me closer to her, as I began to slowly finger bang her messy wet pussy. She let out a high pitched howl when I got carried away and bit a little too hard on her hard sensitive clit. My new playmate clenched her fingers, pulling my hair as I continued to eat her out while fingering her.
Her grip got even tighter, and I could feel a warm wave of wetness inside her delicious vagina. Kay let out a second eerie howl and achieved her long awaited gushing orgasm, squirting right into my mouth. I swallowed her creamy juices, but she didnāt stop with that one little spurt. I backed away, taking a big gulp from the surprising mouthful, only to see her roughly rub herself, squirting several long powerful streams onto my breasts.
For someone inexperienced with squirting, Kayās orgasm was bigger and wetter than anything Iāve ever had. She was panting from exhaustion, gazing at me with a proud look from her drenching orgasm.
Iām not convinced it was my expertise that induced her to squirt. It seems as if it was something she was holding back all these years, much like her willingness to explore her lesbian desires. Hopefully it will be the a sign of things to come.
My skinny sandy-haired friend was also a regular at our weekly girls only lunch dates, where weād get together to talk sex and other gossip at various restaurants around town. She never really offered much as far as sexual stories go, and didnāt really add any juicy rumors about anyone, choosing instead to sit quietly and take it all in.
Iāve made subtle hints to Kay that I was always there for her if she ever wanted to experiment with some secret sapphic sex. She always politely declined, but for some reason, I got the feeling that my long-haired friend wasnāt completely ruling it out.
Last week she invited me over to her house to show off the newly remodeled sunroom that her husband Jay had been working on. Naturally I figured it was just an excuse to satisfy her inner lesbian urges.
If Kay had seduction on her mind, she certainly wasnāt dressed for it, meeting me with her frizzy hair tied back and wearing blue jeans with a modest halter top, with an artsy bohemian style vest that was sort of her trademark. She relied on her natural beauty and comforting smile, and I was totally smitten with her natural girl next door type beauty.
She showed off their new sunroom and outdoor deck, and it was really nice, but I was right that she really had another reason for inviting me over. She surprised me by saying she had some questions about squirting orgasms. It was no secret that I was a squirter, often sharing details at our lunches, as well as having one while masturbating with a hitachi wand in front of everybody at one of our sex toy parties, which I know Kay witnessed.
The shy beauty confided how she squirted for the first time a few weeks ago with Jay. She said he was going down on her when she had a convulsive orgasm and squirted all over his face.
I couldnāt believe she was sharing intimate details with me. Kay never went on about her sex life when she had the chance at any of our gossip filled lunches. I didnāt want her to feel like she couldnāt open up to me, but I didnāt really see what the problem was.
Apparently the problem was that Jay loved it and theyāve been trying to recreate her gusher ever since, without any luck. She asked if there was a trick to it, and wondered if I could help her out. I responded that even though my wet orgasms are occurring more frequently, I have no control over it. Itās not as if I can turn it on and off like a faucet.
I did however, joke that I could probably make her cum if she let me play with her. To my surprise, thatās exactly what she had in mind. It seems my persistent flirting finally paid off.
I asked her to take her clothes off so I could take a look, and she reluctantly stripped down for me. My skinny friend tried to cover her sagging pear-shaped tits while I looked on as if I was some sort of expert. I asked if it would make her more comfortable if I got naked too, and started to undress without waiting for an answer.
We both stood there in her kitchen wearing only our panties, quietly gazing at each other. Her skimpy undies couldnāt hide her hairy bush and I couldnāt help but stare. āAre you excited right now?ā I asked, as I slowly reached inside of my panties to touch myself.
She was obviously nervous, and I took a step closer, reaching down with my free hand and gently rubbed her pussy right through her striped pink panties. Itās been my experience thatās its all in the buildup and anticipation of something special, when it comes to squirting.
I could feel her wetness as she stood before me, trembling from the first time being touched by another woman. I inched closer and whispered in her ears that she should take her panties off. Kay never moved and I asked her again, āTake off those stinky wet undies and I guarantee Iāll get you off.ā
Kay let out a nervous little giggle, as she peeled off her damp pink underwear. Her wet muff glistened as she ran her long delicate fingers over and around it. She tried to speak, but seemed to be unable. I ran my hand over her furry wet pussy, searching for her vagina with my middle finger. She was extremely wet as I found my way inside her, and let out a soft quivering sigh as I fingered her juicy cunt.
āDo you like this?ā I asked, while pinching her stubby clit. āDoes Jay do this for you?ā
She closed her eyes and hit her lip as I backed her up against the counter. She never responded verbally, but her body language indicated she was enjoying the clitoral massage. I boldly got on my knees to add a little oral pleasure to my active fingers. I took a long lick from the base of her hairy pussy up to her engorged clit. I playfully began chewing on it while I probed inside her with two fingers.
Kay was moaning with pleasure, running her fingers through my hair, guiding me closer to her, as I began to slowly finger bang her messy wet pussy. She let out a high pitched howl when I got carried away and bit a little too hard on her hard sensitive clit. My new playmate clenched her fingers, pulling my hair as I continued to eat her out while fingering her.
Her grip got even tighter, and I could feel a warm wave of wetness inside her delicious vagina. Kay let out a second eerie howl and achieved her long awaited gushing orgasm, squirting right into my mouth. I swallowed her creamy juices, but she didnāt stop with that one little spurt. I backed away, taking a big gulp from the surprising mouthful, only to see her roughly rub herself, squirting several long powerful streams onto my breasts.
For someone inexperienced with squirting, Kayās orgasm was bigger and wetter than anything Iāve ever had. She was panting from exhaustion, gazing at me with a proud look from her drenching orgasm.
Iām not convinced it was my expertise that induced her to squirt. It seems as if it was something she was holding back all these years, much like her willingness to explore her lesbian desires. Hopefully it will be the a sign of things to come.
3 years ago
