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Erica_muggs@yahoo.com.au The name of the story is "FLORENCE BARES HER BREASTS"
Things have been progressing very nicely with Florence and I. You'll recall it had started originally when Madeline had apparently "dumped" me when we'd gone to the "gay" concert at the Lez Bian caf‚. At that time I'd understood that Madeline and I were a couple so it came as a surprise when she'd asked me to get an extra ticket for Victoria. The purpose of the extra ticket became apparent when I caught them kissing as Florence and I had returned to the booth we were sitting in.
Florence had seen the hurt on my face and had stepped in to make herself sort of responsible for me. It had led to her taking me to bed with her when we'd returned to her place. Whilst the love making had been really very nice I wasn't surprised that I could hear Madeline talking to Victoria in the next room. My mind was in a whirl thinking that it should have been me in there making the kinds of sounds that Victoria was making as Madeline ravaged me. But it hadn't been me, Florence had taken my mind off it for a while but I'd lain awake for a long time wondering if it was possible for Florence and I to be a couple.
Since then Florence and I have been seeing each other on a fairly regular basis either at my place or hers. Yes, we'd made love or rather Florence had made love to me, she's only let me make love to her on one occasion and whilst I think we both enjoyed it I have no reason to deny that I prefer that she makes love to me. I just love being the centre of her attention, other women's manipulative skills seem so much better than mine.
We've decided, perhaps that should be she'd decided, that we'll take the kids to the beach at the weekend, can't imagine why, we've got a perfectly good pool at the bottom of the garden with all the facilities needed for a fun day. Florence asked the kids whether they'd prefer the beach to the pool and they, at least the four we intended taking, had all given the noisy approval for the beach. Florence had stayed over on the Saturday night and spent all the early part of the evening entertaining the kids with monopoly, frankly a game that I can't stand.
Eventually we'd got the little monsters to bed and after they gone down Florence took me through to the apartment and started to undress. Honestly, I hadn't seen her look so sensuous before, her breasts looked just perfect as she removed her blouse and bra. Her nipples looked swollen and her breasts were standing a little prouder than I'd seen them before, I was hoping that I'd get to hold them for her. I was assuming that there would be no sex tonight because usually she undressed me if she wanted me and if I wanted her, which was just about always, she knew from the look on my face. By the time I'd finished wondering she'd walked across the room to me and pushed me into the chair and completed what she'd been doing before, which was taking the last remaining vestiges of her clothing off. Whether it had been playing with the kids or what I have no idea but she was in a very playful mood, now sitting in my lap and kissing me.
I imagined this is how it would feel for a man when a stripper does a "lap dance" for him. She was grinding her bottom into my lap making me feel extraordinarily sexy and giving me a sense of being in control. How I could feel that way was something that confused me as it was the movements of her bottom against my crotch that was causing the feelings I had. As you may have imagined I was at the stage of nearly complete arousal and it would not have taken much more of this to make me ravage her. Apparently this was what she wanted because her kisses became more demanding, her bottom wiggle against me was even more pronounced and my free hand was clasped to her breast, could this be the night I got to fuck her?
God you're slow, she said as she went to kiss me again, can't you see I'm so damned horny for you? I'm not very good at taking a hint so she must have decided to hurry me along so she stood up, walked across to the bed and threw herself down with her legs spread wide open, so I could see her pussy. Now, I've got the picture, move it Erica or she'll close her legs and you'll never get inside there again. I didn't bother to undress but just knelt before her like a supplicant at the altar, moved closer, leant forward and kissed her pussy. I didn't need to find my way inside her vagina, she opened her pussy lips for me so I could see the moisture there. She took my head between her hands and guided my lips inside her. I could taste the juices and as I pulled back and opened her even further I had a lovely view of the inside of her pussy, it looked so pretty that I just had to return there immediately.
I'm always nervous making love to another woman, I have my doubts about how good I am at it, but being my darling I had to try my damnedest and besides if she wanted me so much perhaps my lack of skill could be overlooked. Whilst I was running my tongue along her lips she told me she really enjoyed it when I made love to her but I said I think you've only let me do it once before. Don't worry Erica, I'll guide you, why don't you put your fingers in me and just tease me with them? Because she knows herself better than I do I followed her instructions and started to move my fingers in and out of her, each time I seemed to collect more of her fluids on my fingers than the time before so that eventually rather than let them drip on her or on the bed I took them in my mouth and sucked them as clean as possible. I hadn't removed the dampness of course, just the excess fluids, so when I returned them to her pussy they were still moist enough not to cause her painful friction.
Apparently I was pleasing her because she was murmuring something about "better than a cock", I took that to mean that my folded tongue "whilst perhaps not as stiff as an erect cock" was giving her exactly the same sensation as a stiff cock. Very pleasing news for me so I continued to fuck her with my stiffened tongue whilst my little fingers were playing with her clitoris, successfully I may claim because it was becoming larger and harder. Unfortunately, one can't keep on fucking with a stiff tongue, after a while my neck started to ache with the "bobbing" movement of my head moving backwards and forwards and so, I had to try an alternative such as finger fucking. Now, I can take a hand inside me but it's not the most comfortable thing to receive, preferably I like two fingers, just sufficient to touch my pussy walls if used judiciously.
I don't know why but I lifted her off the bed and stood her in front of the mirrors where I could see her. In this way I could see her front from where I was kneeling and I could see her back and her bottom in the mirrors so to help the two fingers in her pussy I stiffened one finger on the other hand, wet it in her pussy and then shoved it unceremoniously in her bottom. Her turn to utter a swear word. Oh fuck me darling, that was too hard, so I showed her how sympathetic I was by pushing another one in as deep as I could. Her stance was now quite comical in that she was leaning forward from the waist but her bottom was stuck out quite rudely thus enabling me to really get my fingers inside her.
The poor girl didn't know which way to move her body, if she moved her hips forward she got more finger in her pussy but less in her bottom and if she reversed her actions she got a different result. However, which ever it was it didn't stop her from moving backwards and forwards and gripping my hair pulling my head towards her buttocks and oh, how I love to kiss her buttocks. I watched as I "fucked" her in this way as she almost tore at her breasts and nipples, panting all the time with her exertions. Both of us were short of breath by this time and we found our relief when she started to cry out as she orgasmed. I just had time to move her round so I could get my mouth over her vagina to collect her `cum". She stood there for a few minutes shaking and breathing as deeply as possible and when she looked down at me still in my kneeling position she laughed to see her "creamy cum" sat on the tip of my extended tongue almost as though it was on display for her.
She didn't move for a little while and I was loath to pull my fingers out of her body, she hadn't asked me to and I thought she might just be enjoying the feeling of having them there. Eventually though, she sighed and took hold of my hand to pull my fingers out of her pussy but before doing anything else she bent from the waist and popped them in her mouth and at the same time my fingers that had been in her bottom escaped of their own accord.
I needed to clean up, I had her `cum" on my fingers and it had run down my arm and what else had escaped had run in between her legs all the way to her little anus where it had smeared my other fingers too. Florence helped me to my feet and gave me one of the tenderist kisses I'd ever had, as she pulled away she'd said something like "I thought you said you didn't know how to fuck". I wanted to take her to the shower but she refused saying you've put all that effort into fucking me so I won't insult you by washing the result away. Under ordinary circumstances I would have regarded that as being not nice but tonight I thought it was one of the most considerate phrases I'd ever heard, I'd certainly worked very hard to satisfy her.
She slipped into bed whilst I undressed and when I got in she pulled me close against her so that we were spooning, that's me sat in her lap, that way I could feel the wetness between her legs as she moved herself and spread it over my bottom. Sleep came easily that night and neither of us moved until morning.
Oh my gosh I said, it's seven o'clock, the kids will be up soon and I certainly don't want them coming in here, it stinks of a woman's "cum", better get showered before any of them appear here and spray air freshener round the place. Wake up Florence, time to move but all she wanted to do was drag me back into the bed, yes, I would have liked that but not when the kids were expecting an early start to a day at the beach. As she climbed out of bed I couldn't resist looking at her naked body and as I did she said "thank you darling, that was an absolutely wonderful fuck, best I've ever had".
For a woman like me that doubted her talents in the bedroom that was a real thrill, I walked off to the shower as though I was a princess, I'm sure my arse was waggling like crazy and even if it wasn't, Florence gave me a little whistle of appreciation.
After we'd showered and dressed in swimwear with a loose dress over the top I wondered if either of us could manage a swim today or would we just sit on the beach and watch the kids. Well, you could be sure of one thing, the kids wouldn't give us any rest, the only time we had to sit down was for morning tea and lunch. During one of our swims with the kids being so boisterous one of Florence's shoulder straps had been pulled off her shoulder to expose her breast but she didn't look at all embarrassed, she'd seen us all looking at her bare breast, me with lust in my eyes, the kids with curiosity at seeing a naked breast but she didn't bat an eyelid. If it had been me I would have covered myself as soon as possible but all she did was reach around her and untie the cord and drop her bra on the beach with the rest of our clothes. The look on her face almost said `so what, you've seen a bare tit before" but what she actually said was why don't we all get naked, it's quiet here.
What do you do in these circumstances, the kids were all for it after a while because I'd let them swim in the pool at home "in the raw", I was the one that resisted. It was quite obvious that Florence was testing me, she walked over, put her hands behind my back, unfastened the cord on my bra, slipped it off my shoulders and let my bra fall to the ground. I wasn't sure whether to hold my breasts out to her or die of shame because the kids could see me. They, apparently couldn't care less because they just got on with playing but Florence looked at me with a smug smile on her face knowing that she'd got me naked, or at least part naked, in public for the first time. As she looked at me I blushed blood red but she said, in an undertone, "I want to fuck you darling", oh my goodness, I've turned all lady like and said "Florence, the children might hear you" so she said it again but this time a little louder "I want to fuck you darling". I had to promise that she'd be OK, if you know what I mean, when we got back home, that was the only way I could think of, off hand, to keep her quiet.
The kids had gone back in the water for the time for a last little play and whilst I was gathering the picnic things and putting them in the basket Florence lay with her back to the water and started to play with her nipples, I was aghast thinking that if the kids came back they'd see her but all she did was smile and play with them some more. It must have been obvious to her that my nipples were growing in tune with hers, was that the cause of her smile?
The kids came out of the water at last to be rubbed down with nice big beach towels and when we'd bundled them in the car Florence picked up my bra and a towel and started to wipe me down. She'd concentrated on my breasts and then gave me a little rub between my legs, smiling all the time knowing full well from the growth of my nipples that things were happening both there and down below in my pussy. I didn't need help with my bra but I got it nevertheless, she held my cups to my breasts before turning me round to sit them properly and tying the strap across my back. I think I'm at an age where I don't really need any help to get into the car but I got it in the form of a hand on my bottom and a little brush across my breasts as she fastened the seat belt for me.
I was pleased that she didn't touch me on the way home, it would have been a bit unnerving if she had, the journey of just a few minutes passed without any dramas. The kids leaped out of the car and headed for the door to my apartment, Florence told me not to worry, we'd shower them and then we could have some time to ourselves. When we went into my bathroom the kids were having a ball, the shower was going full blast and they'd pointed it at Florence who was now soaking but it didn't worry her, she had the self confidence to strip off in front of them just tying her hair back and leaning over to wash them free of salt water. Her bare bottom was pointing directly at me, it took me all my will power to keep my hands off her, but I could still see her tits swinging from side to side as she washed them. Occasionally I caught her looking back at me to see where I was and what I was doing, without the kids there I would simply have been masturbating thinking of the vision in front of me.
Eventually, the kids were finished, washed, dried and dressed so we sent them through to the house. Florence locked the door, threw the key on the sideboard, walked across to me and quite clearly said fuck me!!!!!!! I didn't know whether she was kidding me or not but I think I looked stunned. Of course I wanted to, I must have gone into one of my silly woman moods again but she didn't wait she just took my bra off then my pants and pushed me in the shower. The only thing she had to take off was the ribbon in her hair where she'd tied it back whilst she'd bathed the kids. You are so slow baby, she'd taken my hand and put it on her breast asking don't you want them? Of course I wanted them but was this only a ploy to get me aroused so she could take her revenge for last night when I'd been the lover in charge.
Yes, I was right, she took me in hand pulling me to her and kissing me just as I like it but I had to remind her that after the kids had used so much of the hot water there wouldn't be an awful lot left so we'd better hurry. We were quick, much quicker than I would have liked, I like a woman to wash me, much more sensuous than doing it yourself. But she didn't neglect me, she took one of the big towels and wrapped it round me to keep me warm whilst she dried herself off. Come here, so I sauntered over to her trying to look sexy swinging my hips but all that got me was a smack on the backside for my troubles. She grabbed the end of the towel and snatched it away from me leaving me naked directly in front of her, her tongue came out of her mouth and started to lick her lips, I took that as an indication that she was aroused so I put out my hands and calmly took her towel from her. "Want me sweetheart"? I'd asked her before moving close to her taking her hands and putting them on my breasts. I saw her purse her lips and breath out blowing the exhaled air onto my breasts so as to tease them, cheeky little devils stood to attention immediately.
That was just about enough to make her slip her arms around me and hug me, the pressure of our breasts against each other was quite stimulating and our nipples were becoming erect. Come with me she said and held out her hand to lead me to the bed asking me if I was ready for her to which I replied I've been ready all afternoon. She subjected me to a stream of tender of kisses from my hair to my chin and all points in between, they were made with her mouth both open and closed so that I didn't know what to expect next. All I knew was that I didn't want it to stop, just at that moment I was madly in love with Florence but was it really love or was it that she just had me so turned on that I didn't know what day it was.
She was apparently in no hurry, moving at such a snails pace that there were times when I wondered if she was asleep because she remained in one place for what seemed like ages before she moved again. I felt as though I ought to be more demanding but it was so sensuous that I thought if I complained she'd lose interest in me and that would never do. Still, my breasts were demanding some attention from her so I toyed with her hand that was at that time stroking my cheek and timidly moved it to my breast. Impatient little girl she said as she pinched my nipple for my troubles, but that was before she circled my little breast with her palm and extended fingers just about encapsulating it and squeezing it to a point. Wow, that hurt a little but I daren't say anything in case she decided I'd been too forward in moving her hand. But no, she seemed to be enjoying toying with it, an occasional squeeze followed by stretching my nipple away from my body all the time still kissing me on my facial area be it my mouth or my nose etc. I truly like what she's doing to me but sometimes I need to show her what I want at the moment so I took her hand and placed it in between my legs, right on my pussy. Of course, she knows mostly what I want so she flattened her hand and placing her palm over my pussy she proceeded to move it, her palm that is, over my groin and moving it in a circular motion she teased me unmercifully. As I started to move my groin upward to increase the pressure on me so she lifted her palm away from me, this continues like a comedy show because every time I lift myself she lifts her palm to reduce the pressure again.
Whilst I'm in heaven with her palm on my mound it's just so aggravating to find her teasing me by moving away and lightening the pressure. All of this teasing seems to have been going on for ages, but was probably only a few minutes, but I just couldn't allow her to continue. Please Florence, don't tease me too much, you know I'll `cum" before you're ready for me. Goodness, you're a cheeky woman, but she knew I was right so she moved her mouth to my breasts and her hand to my pussy. I helped her slip her fingers, my favourite two, into my pussy, it didn't need any preliminary teasing it had been wet from the time she'd started on me.
Whilst I would have liked that she'd given me a very quick orgasm I knew that I wouldn't get one, she was in the mood to make me wait for it and frankly I didn't care if it took all night just as long as she was there and I was in her arms. How slowly do you want it Erica? Oh, just as slow as you can do it, don't really care if you stop periodically, if I know you're in me I'll be happy. So, we spent quite a long time with her occasionally licking my nipples or breasts and her fingers slowly teasing me and on some occasions stopping completely. When she stopped completely however, my bottom tended to lift off the mattress and I'd do the moving instead of Florence.
Most of the time she teased me with her right hand but she shifted to the other side of my body so that it was now her left hand that was inside me, her right hand was now either in my mouth or her mouth allowing both of us to taste my fluids. Sometime later I had to tell her that my pussy was getting sore and I'd soon have to rest. With that, she leaned on her elbow and kissed me again, having left my breast, and asked me if I wanted oral sex. Of course I do, but she already knew that, she was just enjoying making me anxious in case she decided she didn't want to do it for me.
As she rolled onto me her groin came against mine and really made my clitoris tingle. I'd heard other women talking about something called "tribadism" but I'd never quite understood what it was. Florence had asked me if I liked that and I'd said that as we brushed against each other I'd had a wonderful tingling sensation in my clitoris. She moved herself against me so that our two clitorises brushed against each other and she started to move just like a man would, our groins rubbing together. Got to say that it was really sensational, I'd been close to "cumming" for quite sometime and now it was advancing in a rush and the advantage of this position was that we could kiss whilst we were `fucking". Maybe it was the first time I'd done this with Florence but I had the need to go quicker and my increased speed was matched by Florence so that we were both panting and kissing each other's mouths and spreading our saliva all over each others faces as we desperately tried to go faster and faster. That is until Florence cried out as she'd "cum' but I wasn't far behind her, my "cum' splashed against her thigh as she'd tried to move away from me. I pulled her back so she couldn't escape and as I held her our "cum" was jointly being smeared over our lower bodies as we moved to ease the pain of our joint orgasms.
Oh dear my darling, that was fantastic, why haven't we tried that before but I think it was the fact that it was too much like being fucked by a man that had put us off, that's if either of us had thought about it in the first place. However, Florence, as usual, was the first to recover and moved herself down to my groin where she proceeded to lick `cum" from me. Under the circumstances she had no idea whether it was hers or mine, they were both mixed together in a wonderful amalgam of juices. I hoped she'd share it with me in my favourite fashion, that's kissing me with her wet mouth, I wasn't disappointed, the taste and some of the thick juice was transferred to my mouth.
She rolled off me and stood at the side of the bed looking absolutely divine, there was some light shining on her from the window and it cast a wonderful shadow across her face making her even more desirable than before. OK darling she'd said, lets shower again and this time we didn't worry about the shortage of hot water, we just enjoyed each others kisses and breasts not bothering to touch each other on our lower bodies, perhaps we were too tired for all of that.
Later we sat drinking coffee in my little lounge room and spoke of holidays but the memories of my brief holiday with Madeline was still in my mind so I wouldn't commit myself to one. What could be possible, however, was that we could have her stay over here for a few days so that if anything went amiss she wouldn't have too far to return home. We've decided we'll think about it but, of course, in the meantime we'd continue as we were now, sharing our time or some of our time at each other's houses. The way I feel at the moment I'd be quite happy for her to live with me but women are so unpredictable that it's possible that we could be the best of enemies within weeks.