This is a work of fiction. If you are not at least eighteen years old or are offended by sex between consenting women, you should be somewhere else.
Getting Ready for a Long Weekend
It was Friday afternoon before one of those long holiday weekends. Those Fridays are always slow, with most of our client getting an early start on the holiday, so we generally close up around noon. Caroline was tidying up from our last group and I was easing gingerly onto the edge of the desk when she looked up and saw me.
'Back's really bothering you huh sweetie?' I nodded, but the fact was I was near tears.
'Let's lock up and head over to my place for a jacuzzi,' she suggested sympathetically. 'You've got to do something to loosen up those muscles before they seize completely.
The ride there was painful and she helped me out of the car when we parked. Fortunately we didn't have to wait for the lift. Within moments we were in her apartment and warm soothing water was filling the deep tub. Caroline poured us a glass of wine and she bustled about getting fresh towels while I sat wincing and sipping at my drink. She was a good friend and had been my partner in the Aerobics School for three enjoyable years.
I felt like a child when Caroline began to remove my things but the ache in my back made me welcome her attentiveness. Yet, it felt so strange. We had frequently seen each other naked whenever we changed or showered at the club. But now, to have her hovering so close and undressing me was making me tremble. Several times her hands brushed across my belly and breasts. I tried to read something from her expression that would tell me that she was feeling different too. Her eyes never met mine, and they never left the swell of my breasts or the curve of my belly while she prepared me for the bath.
Caroline helped me ease into the tub. The powerful jets pummeled my flesh and felt exquisite. Caroline sat on the edge of the tub rubbing my neck with her talented fingers until I could feel the tension ease down my arms and dissipate into the hot swirling water. The ache had been coming from a muscle in my lower back and she worked it relentlessly with her soothing thumbs until the knot all but disappeared. She seemed relaxed, almost serene, and we chatted as if we hadn't had a chance to talk in ages. She found a bath pillow and slipped it behind my head while I sank deeper into the comforting water. Gently she began to wash my breasts, and like magic, the nipples reared to attention and the tips tingled. The washcloth lining her palm felt wonderful cupping my breasts and pulling gently at the stiff points.
I knew it was inevitable, and I thought I was prepared for it. But when her hand descended onto my belly I drew my breath in sharply and I felt my buttocks clench. It was only momentary, but enough to bring a soft smile to Caroline's lips as she realized my inexperience. The cloth floated off forgotten, and her hand traced tantalizing trails below my navel getting ever closer until it played in soft curls. Her other hand joined the first, as she stroked the top of my hips with her long nails. Unable to wait, my mutinous thighs parted prematurely. The bubbles surged into the widened gap, nibbling like soft mouths, tugging gently at me, as my clitoris swelled with my growing arousal. I was glad the churning water hid my open pussy lips, and camouflaged my own wetness. Without mercy, Caroline teased me, holding back what I wanted so badly while I lay there like a slut offering everything.
Caroline's fingers found the soft upward curve of my behind and I moaned at both the sensation and the frustration of what she had bypassed to get there. My legs fell further apart at the same moment her finger pushed against my anus and I moaned again. Her finger probed deeper and her question took me by surprise.
'Does he do you there?' she inquired.
The answer was so personal I could only nod.
'So does Ted,' she smiled speaking of her own husband.
A shudder of sensuality shook through me as her index finger slid deep into my bottom. My shoulders and feet pressed against the tub, raising my cheeks and arching my belly out of the water. The pad of her thumb slipped into the waiting folds of my vulva and pressed deliciously on my eager clit.
'Do you masturbate often?'she asked.
'No...Yes...Sometimes. A lot, really.' I whispered as her thumb stroked expertly against me.
'Does he ever watch you?'
'Yes. He likes to watch.'
The intimacy of sharing such private secrets was like petrol on the flames of my desire. I wanted so badly to have Caroline to make me cum that my hips rocked uncontrollably. Each time I was close she backed off, keeping me on the brink but not letting me explode into orgasm. Nothing had ever felt so good. I never wanted her to stop. But I did want to cum so badly. The last of the water was gurgling into the drain and I had the desperate feeling that it might end before I could cum. I couldn't wait any longer and I heard myself pleading with her.
'Please...please, make me cum,' I implored, lifting my hips towards her like some kind of sexual beggar.
Caroline kept me waiting long enough to pull off her top and her lovely breasts swayed over me as she bent down. Her tongue felt soft yet very strong as it pushed the soft folds of my sex apart exposing my throbbing clitoris. It was ecstasy when she held the hoodless pearl between her puckered lips and sucked so delicately. Every nerve in my pussy was set aflame by her tongue and I came in a flood of indescribable pleasure that left me gasping for breath and sobbing for more.
I scarcely remember making our way to the bedroom, but I shall never forget sprawling like a wanton slut while Caroline brought me to peak after peak of exquisite delight. I came so often I lost count. It was the first time I'd ever been with another woman. Yet I felt no shards of guilt ripping at my conscience and no reluctance to spread my legs for her touch.
When it came time to reciprocate I was totally beguiled by her body. The softness of her mouth on my own and the pungent taste of my moisture on her gorgeous face lit fires of desire that I'd never felt before. Her breasts hung invitingly near my face as she knelt above me and I sucked each one into my mouth, laving the nipples with my tongue until she moaned her appreciation. My arms circled her hips and I eased her forward until the wild foliage of her pussy hovered just above my lips. She was very wet and her vulva glistened with her own secretions. Each breath I took filled me with the musky aroma of her sex. I nuzzled her, pressing my nose to the cup of her fragrance and she lowered her belly to cover my mouth. The wet pinkness between her swollen lips yielded to the pressure of my tongue and I pushed as far into her as I could. The walls of her vagina were incredibly soft and her flow streamed along my tongue and soaked my face. My lips, surrounded by her vulva, were embracing the soft petals within. Buried in the coarse hair of her pubis my nose nudged the upright stem of her clitoris causing her to mewl like a kitten. Caroline's hands supported my head between her thighs, possessively urging me deeper into her, willing me to penetrate her completely.
Between the cheeks of her lovely rear, my inquiring fingers found the object of Ted's affection. With my thumbnail I scraped lightly over the undefended rosette while my fingers gathered moisture nearby. A groan of approval escaped from her throat as I penetrated her behind, pushing my slippery finger right in to the last knuckle. Within seconds, her moisture was flowing over my chin and down onto the bedspread. Her breath came in short gasps punctuated with whimpers and little moans. Then Caroline started to came in waves, as my penetrating tongue felt the contractions of her vagina, while she ground her pussy against my mouth in unrestrained ecstasy.
Exhausted, she tumbled beside me on the bed. Her dark red hair spread out like a fiery halo around her head. Perspiration glowed on her shiny forehead and her skin felt damp from the exertion. The hair between her thighs was matted, wet from her secretions and my own saliva. She caught me looking there and opened her legs to my gaze. Her hand slid up the inside of my thigh and cupped my sex with our new found familiarity.
'Does Ted do you like that?' I asked tentatively.
'Not like that.' she confided. 'He licks. You suck. You're the best.'
For a long time we rested. Her hand played with the hair between my legs, pulling out the curls until they were straight and then letting them spring back against my mons. The lips were soft, relaxed and ajar. I tried to remember the last time I'd cum with such intensity and couldn't recall even once. Caroline's finger followed the line of my slit brushing back the hairs to make a path through the underbrush. My clit throbbed when she used her thumbs to open the my lips to expose the pink thimble within. A long sigh escaped my lips as I felt her warm breath blow across its sensitive skin. I desperately wanted her mouth one more time. One more time now ... and a million times more after that. A flush came to my cheeks when Caroline moved my hand down between my legs. She pushed my folded knees wide apart and winked at me mischievously.
'Go ahead' she said. 'I like watch.'
And I did, and then she took me again with her mouth and I her, until finally it was getting dark and near the time when her husband would be home. As I drove to my own home, the long weekend seemed too long for the very first time. I couldn't wait to get back to work, and back to Caroline.
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