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Author's infos Gender: Female Age: Secret Location: N/A |
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| Introduction: I finally had the chance to explore another woman | ||
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When I was dating my last boyfriend, he came over to my place one day and announced, "Kylie is coming back to the party club." To say I was unimpressed was a massive understatement. There were all sorts of rumours about Kylie. Most of them centred around her having worked as a prostitute. Would my boyfriend be tempted? The anger built in me, and I was seething at jealousy towards this unknown woman. I found out soon enough. Kylie was no model, but it didn't matter. There were only a handful of females at our social events, so even I, with my average looks, had drawn a lot of attention from the guys. But now, I could feel their eyes all drawn to her. She was a lot like me in build. About five feet three, average build, and she knew how to dress to get the most of what she had. Kylie had long, black, silky hair, which she had pulled into a bun, with a red flower stuck into one side. Her brown eyes peeked out from dark lashes and her mouth held a half smile all the time, as if she knew a secret. I have long strawberry hair and fair skin, green eyes, and my bust of a C cup seemed a bit smaller than hers. I didn't have any nice feelings for this girl at all. Talking with another girl, Cara, made me realise that I wasn't the only one annoyed with Kylie's presence. Cara seethed with rage. My rage was consuming me completely. Kylie began seeing Jamie, another of our friends. Nineteen-year-old Jamie was good looking, a nice guy, and deserved better, we thought. My boyfriend saw the behaviour and saw what I had become: a living, breathing, venomous Kylie-hating machine. Finally, he left me. I was devastated, but I kept going to the party club. Being 26 and having two children, I couldn't always go out. Cara learned all sorts of gossip about Kylie, and spilled it all to me. She was 21, married and had left her husband, had a small daughter, was bisexual, wasn't a prostitute, just a massage girl. One of the guys invited me to his 21st birthday, and I went. Desperate to fit in, I began to drink - too much. Sometime later that night, I began the drunken hugging stage. Beyond belief, I hugged Kylie, and told her I was completely sorry for the way I had treated her, and asked her to forgive me because I wanted to be her friend. She also apologised and agreed we should be friends. Onlookers were amazed, because we'd never made a secret of the fact we hated each other. As the morning hours dragged on, a discussion ensued about our most embarrassing moments, and one guy mentioned a hickey when he had to visit a relative. Somehow or other I was then giving Kylie a humungous hickey on the neck, while she screamed, giggled and desperately tried to get me off her. Not long after, we all crashed on various sofas and floors for the night. About ten of us were still in the house the next morning. When I awoke and went to the kitchen, the sight of Kylie's hugely bruised neck was incredibly embarrassing. She smiled and made her hands into claws, telling me she was going to KILL me, and I was lucky she had no work for another week. I felt really strange. Had I really done that to her? What posessed me to even make friends with her? I didn't like her. I went home, thinking that I still didn't like her. She messaged me that night on my computer. She had spilled much of her life story to me before I could stop her. Somehow I could no longer bring myself to be nasty.We socialised at the party club nights. The hickey was retold many times, to the amusement of others, but she and I never got involved at all. One night I went to a party at Kylie's place. A few hours after I arrived, she pulled me aside, handed me a drink, and told me she needed to talk to me about something really important - that she thought I was really sexy. I had no idea how to react. I think I just stood there in shock. She then asked me if I had ever been in a threesome, and told me her plan. Jamie had never had sex with anyone else, and was curious. Kylie wanted him to experience another woman, but she wanted to have a say in whom he chose. She wanted to see what a threesome would be like. By some amazing coincidence he had asked for me, and she had agreed enthusiastically. Now, I'd been quite a good girl all my life. I stood there in disbelief. I waited for someone to laugh and say they had fooled me and I had fallen for their joke. I think I asked her four times if she was joking. At that point our friend Shelly stepped onto the balcony, and Kylie asked her if we could have some privacy. Shelly just stared... so I said we were discussing a threesome. Shelly laughed, rolled her eyes, and left. Nothing was more unbelievable than the truth, I guess. Kylie then had quite a task convincing me. I suppose I weighed the pros and cons. None of us had perfect bodies, so for once in bed I would not be self consious of that. Would my friendship with them turn strange? Would I cause problems in their relationship? Kylie had an answer to every question, reassuring me on everything. I finally said I had to think about it, and she nodded, and took my hand, and we walked into her bedroom. She ordered Jamie to get me another drink, then as he returned, she said she'd let us talk about it. I still had trouble believing this was real, but Jamie told me that he'd liked me for ages, and I had to admit I felt the same. He gave me all the same reassurances as Kylie. We ended up lying on Kylie's bed as we talked, and after a while we began kissing. At some point we heard Kylie's door opening, but neither of us even glanced up. When the door closed again and we realised Kylie was not there, we wondered in horror at who had seen us. A few minutes later, the door opened again, and a jubilant Kylie was laughing. "YES! YES! I'm so glad you guys are kissing!" She explained that the two guys who had caught us had been horrified, and told her what her boyfriend was up to with another girl. I found myself saying yes to the threesome. We agreed to meet up another time to do it, when we would have privacy. Finally we got together at my place. We sat down on the couch with a drink each, trying to make smalltalk, and we chatted about everything except the reason they were here... finally, Kylie leaned towards me and just kissed me. Oh, wow. How do I explain how it felt to kiss her? She had the most beautiful mouth. Soft and sensual and just pure woman. So warm. Her kisses were a caress, a hot and desirable caress like hot hands on my body. I remember opening my eyes and seeing Jamie's face, which said that all his dreams had come true. Well, he hadn't seen nothing yet. There was some part of me that decided there and then, that I would make sure he had the best time of all of us. It wasn't long before he pulled me away from her and kissed me himself. I was in a tug of war and it felt surreal. Kylie's hand was on my knee and moving up the outside of my leg. Someone suggested we move to the bedroom, and so we relocated. Poor Jamie was pounced on, the very second he sat down on the bed! We stripped him in a whirlwind. Kylie was kissing him while I went to work on his cock. I have to admit I liked what I saw. I ended up with a mouthful, while Jamie just groaned into Kylie's mouth as she kissed him. He finally became impatient, placing one hand on my breast and one on Kylie's, at which point both of us stopped what we were doing to enjoy the sensation. Kylie recovered, looked at me, and then announced that we were wearing too many clothes. So we stripped off, and after that, she said that she thought Jamie should return the favour. I had never liked to have a guy go down on me. I never could relax. So it was difficult for me not to protest. But as he started to lick at my clit, I realised I liked this a great deal. Kylie told me she had trained him well, and boy, she had. He flattened his tongue and began to lick harder. I began to gasp as Kylie started to bite my nipples. Somehow it entered my mind that it must be difficult to lick so hard, and I wanted to know, so I dragged Kylie down to take my turn at her. Kylie was completely hairless. I breathed in the scent of her. She was just divine. I wondered if I looked and smelled the same. I delicately traced my tongue along her pussy lips and felt her shiver. Getting bolder, I dipped my tongue into the folds and gently caressed her clitoris. She arched herself rowards me and groaned. Jamie just watched, and it was obvious he was enjoying the show. I moved my tongue harder against her and moved faster, and it was evident she was having a good time of it. I didn't get far though, before she stopped me. "I want to see Jamie fuck you." We reached for the familiar foil packaging, and on my hands and knees he entered me doggy style. I know that I groaned. I had needed someone for so long, and he had ploughed in without hesitation, and I felt so filled. If I hadn't had my hands full of Kylie, I probably would have stroked myself to orgasm. What happened instead was me inviting him to move up to the other hole, and so he did. He wasn't particularly gentle about it, but Kylie was obviously loving what she saw. She said it was a huge turn on. I wasn't against sharing him, so he removed the condom and moved into Kylie's pussy while I pinched at her nipples. He didn't thrust for very long before he gasped that he was close. Kylie lay down on the bed with me, and I asked him if he wanted to come on our faces. His own face just lit up. Coming on the faces of two sexy women has to be every young man's fantasy. Kylie and I moved our faces close together as he kneeled in front of us and began to stroke his cock. Seeing Kylie so close was too much, and I turned her head to me and kissed her. It was the most erotic thing, to kiss her, enjoy the wonderful sensation, to know that someone was WATCHING us, and even to know that someone liked it so much they were going to come all over our faces, treat us like the dirty whores we were. He groaned long and loud and talked about what he did... he said he was going to come all over us, that we looked so good and we had felt so good and now he was going to blow his load all over our sexy mouths. And he did, and we kissed and licked it off each others' faces, while he just panted and looked like he could not believe what he saw. I looked up and told him he tasted really good. Kylie asked him what he thought. "I think we should take a break, and come back for round two..." |
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