My roommate in college introduced me to eating pussy. I liked it, so we did it to each other until we both graduated. After I got married, I found that I occasionally needed a break from my husband, so I'd go to a local lesbian bar and find someone to have sex with.
I got my first taste of pussy while I was in college.
I was an exchange student from the U.S. living in Cosenza, a small historic town in southern Italy, and attending Sestante Multiversity... an international community college that served mostly locals.
Living in Italy was an exciting experience, and I was fortunate enough to have a wonderful roommate... Aurora... the daughter of a local shopkeeper, who I called ‘Rory’, and loved dearly. We had been arbitrarily thrown together by the university, and we’d immediately become good roommates and great friends.
I had been in Italy for about six months, and had an Italian boyfriend at the time who was working an internship in Naples... about 3 hours away... so we were having a bit of a long-distance relationship. But my libido was sky high, so I found myself spending a lot of private time rubbing out orgasms with my hand, or one of my vibrators, whenever I could get a few minutes alone in my apartment.
Rory had a boyfriend, too... Dante... but he worked a couple of jobs in town, and was often making deliveries to nearby cities for one of the companies he worked for... sometimes as far away as Rome... so she had a lot of empty time to fill, too.
Aurora always had a night class on Thursdays, so I would often take advantage of having the apartment to myself, and spend some time with my hand or vibrator between my legs... rubbing my engorged clitoris... over and over and over... until I’d had multiple orgasms, and my aching nub was so sore I just had to give it a break.
I missed Nico... and his stiff cock... a lot... but the time I spent with my hand and vibrators between my legs helped me get by during his internship in Naples.
One Thursday evening, while Rory was at her night class, I was doing my usual routine of enjoying the tranquility of our empty apartment... rubbing out as many delicious orgasms as I could squeeze in before she got home. I was lying on my bed... naked... with my eyes closed, and my legs spread... using one hand to hold my favorite vibrator, as it rubbed tingly little circles around my swollen clit... while using the other hand to squeeze my soft boobs and pinch my rock-hard nipples.
I was so absorbed with the intense, exhilarating sensations coursing through my body, that I didn’t hear the door open when Rory came back from her night class much earlier than expected... I didn’t even know she was there until I heard her giggle, and in her heavily accented English, say, “Would you like some help with that, Lydia?”
I was totally startled! My eyes got big and my mouth dropped open in surprise. In my flustered state, I didn’t even turn off the vibrator... I just held it between my spread legs and looked at Rory with alarm, and said, “W-what are you doing home so soon? What about class?”
Her eyes darted between my spread legs, the humming vibrator, and my wobbling boobs... then chuckled, and said, “The professor had a sore throat, so class was canceled.”
She put her books down on her desk, then sat on the edge of my bed. I think I was still in a bit of shock, when she smiled that gorgeous smile of hers... then surprised me by taking the vibrator from my hand. She surprised me even more when she leaned down and kissed me... as she eased the buzzing toy into my dripping wet vagina. She slid it in and out of my pussy several times, as we continued to share a soft, tongue-filled kiss, while she used her other hand to massage my large, fleshy breasts.
I felt like I was hypnotized... I’d never been with a woman before, but I had to admit... it felt fantastic... and I didn’t want her to stop.
After a few moments, she began focusing on my distended clitoris with the vibrator... then found my thick, stiff nipples with her other hand... pulling and tweaking them... one after the other... as I grabbed the back of her head, and pulled her harder against my mouth for a deeper kiss.
I wasn’t sure where all of this was coming from, but... holy shit, it felt incredible!
I spread my legs further... giving her even more access to my drenched pussy and straining clit... then gyrated my hips and moaned into her mouth, as an electrifying climax crashed through my entire body.
Somehow having my roommate ‘driving’ my vibrator made my orgasm that much more intense and sensuous. I was totally enthralled by the warm, tingly sensations washing over me... everything felt amazing!
I rocked my hips and continued pressing my lips against hers... hard... as she danced the vibrator away from my throbbing nub while I reveled in my leg-shaking climax. Then she inched it back toward my engorged clit... sending me into orbit... as another overwhelming orgasm racked my body from my vagina to my nipples and back again.
My God, I was in heaven, as I came again... then again... before I finally had to push her hand away to give my sensitive button a little rest.
With my eyes closed, and my legs still spread wide apart... I gasped for air and tried to catch my breath.
Our lips were barely touching... I whispered, “For fuck sake, Rory... that was amazing... totally unexpected... but so fucking delicious! My God, I can’t breathe...”
Rory giggled, and said, “Glad you liked it... I’ve been wanting to do that with you since our first day as roommates.”
Then she sat up... turned off the vibrator, and tossed it aside. With a mischievous smile on her face, she moved down toward my hips, until she was perched between my legs. She began licking and toying with my soaking wet vagina... then used her tongue and lips to find my plump, pulsating clitoris... a little sensitive from my earlier orgasms... but anxious to be stimulated again. She sucked and flicked it... again and again... until another unbelievable, explosive climax coursed through my body.
While I relished the lingering sensations of my multiple orgasms, Rory slipped out of her clothes... then climbed back onto the bed with me... sliding up past my shoulders, until she was straddling my face. With her hands holding onto my headboard for support, she slowly lowered her moist vagina down toward my surprised, but eager mouth.
I’d never licked a girl’s pussy before, but I was so turned on and mesmerized by the great orgasms Rory had given me that I definitely wanted to try to return the favor.
I ran my tongue up and down the wet slit between her pussy lips... doing to her what I knew I liked having done to me... then found her throbbing clit with my mouth. I teased and played with it for a while... then pulled on it with my lips, while flicking it... over and over... with my warm, wet tongue.
Rory moaned her pleasure and rocked her hips, mumbling, “Oh, fuck, Lydia... yeah... right there... right there... my God, keep going... just like that... yeah... fuck, yeah....”
I kept at it until she grabbed the back of my head with one of her hands, and pulled my face hard into her crotch... twerking her hips and grinding her engorged nub against my rough tongue... as she caught her breath... then creamed all over my face. Her explosion of pussy juices smeared across my chin, and dripped down my cheeks onto the pillow beneath my head.
She continued riding my face... gyrating and rubbing her stiff orb against my tongue... as her boobs wobbled around above my head. I reached up and squeeze the soft flesh of her bouncing tits... eventually finding and pinching her taut nipples... causing her to moan even louder, and rub her clit a little harder against my tongue.
Rory enjoyed her lingering orgasm for a few moments... savoring her intense climax... then began rocking her hips again... grinding her straining clit against my tongue... until she had a second orgasm... drenching my face with more pussy juices... as she moaned and mewled her pleasure, while slowly getting her breathing back to normal.
After catching her breath, Rory slid down my torso until she was lying next to me on the bed. We stroked each other’s breasts... and occasionally toyed with our still somewhat sensitive pussies... as we enjoyed the lingering aftermath of our fantastic orgasms.
Rory smiled and mused, “I love Dante’s cock... and I miss it when he’s away... but sometimes I just need a little girl-time.”
I laughed, and said, “My God, I know what you mean... I miss Nico’s dick, too.”
Then I looked over at her contented smile... and, flashing my own satisfied grin, I gently pinched one of her stiff nipples, and added, “I guess I never really thought about it before, but... this was incredible... I’m definitely up for a little girl-time when the guys aren’t around.”
We shared a gentle kiss... then fell asleep on my bed... naked and satiated... until the morning sun streamed through the bedroom window to wake us.
After that day, it wasn’t long before we’d fallen into a bit of a routine. We started having sex several times a week... usually when our boyfriends weren’t available. But, sometimes... if neither of them was sleeping over that night... we’d even have sex together after we’d been out with them.
Sadly, Rory and I lost touch after we both graduated... I moved back to the states, while Aurora ended up in Europe somewhere.
I didn’t end up with Nico... he stayed in Italy when I returned to the U.S. After an intensive job search, I was able to get a job in downtown Denver, then moved into an apartment on the outskirts of the city.
About three years later, I met Rhett at the gym where I worked out... we dated for nearly two years, then got married, and moved to Boulder... both of us commuting to Denver for our jobs very day.
I love my husband... we’ve been married for nearly eleven years. We have a good life in Colorado... no kids... but a fun, active life together. Our sex drives are pretty compatible, and he’s good in bed. But every now and then, I just need a break from him. When that happens, I smile to myself and remember what my Italian roommate used to say... and I go off in search of a little “girl-time”.
Rhett likes to golf, and goes on golf weekends with his buddies several times a year. When he leaves town like that, I sometimes get the itch... and when I do, I like to dress up and head out to one of the lesbian bars located in downtown Denver.
I’m still very attractive... kind of small... about 5’4”... with long blonde hair... expressive blue eyes... and big, natural 34E tits that you just can’t miss. When I go to these bars, I’m always a big hit... I get a lot of attention, but I tend to be a little picky. I think I have a ‘type’... which seems to come pretty close to how my old Italian roommate looked when we were at university together.
After I’ve fended off a few lustful hands and eager advances, I typically end up finding someone who catches my eye... usually small, like me... with a cute smile, and big boobs. Sometimes we’ll sit and chat for a bit... or play pool... before moving to a dark corner, or maybe heading out to one of our cars to fool around.
The last time Rhett left town with his golfing buddies, I got dressed up in a skin-tight, backless mini-cocktail dress with a drooping, low-cut cowl-neck that showed off a lot of cleavage, and plenty of side boob. The way my tits wobbled and swayed beneath the loose material allowed my areolas and nipples to become exposed sometimes... which tended to get me aroused, and even hornier than usual. With sexy heels to finish the outfit, and accentuate my legs and tight ass, I drove the forty minutes to the club downtown.
Once I got there, I didn’t waste any time. I took a pass around the large, bustling room... soaking up the energetic noise, the thumping music, and the throng of women enjoying the dimly lit dance floor and dark corners of the club.
It didn’t take long for me to find what I was looking for.
She was about my size... with long, dark hair and big, brown eyes... a lithe, slender shape, but with beautiful, tear-shaped breasts... about a C-cup, so a bit smaller than mine... but about the same size as Rory’s.
She was wearing a pair of extremely low-rise jeans that rested on her hips several inches below her pierced naval... and a tiny, tight-fitting crop top with strategic cut-outs that exposed plenty of boob flesh, and showed off impressive nipple bumps poking through the thin fabric of her half-shirt.
She was leaning against a wall over by the pool table... watching the room more than the game... and she smiled at me as she saw me heading her way. Her smile grew bigger as her eyes drifted down to my swaying breasts beneath my cocktail dress, as she watched me walk in her direction.
I offered a coquettish grin as I approached her... my eyes devouring her gorgeous smile and sexy shape... then leaned into her as we exchanged greetings. We had to put our heads close together to speak into each other’s ears to make ourselves heard over the thumping music and din of the crowded room. It didn’t take long before I’d maneuvered her a little farther into the darker corner of the room... then brushed my boobs over her arms, as I leaned into her... whispering suggestive compliments into her ear.
She seemed to be responding, so I got bold and gently caressed her breasts with one hand... pulling gently on her nipples, as they stiffened to my touch... then, taking her moans as a green light... I slid my other hand down her flat belly, and into her pants.
I could tell she wasn’t wearing panties, and her jeans sat so low that I could easily slip my fingers past her clitoris... all the way between her legs... and fondle the gash between her moist pussy lips. The darkness of the corner hid most of what we were doing, but I had noticed a few others doing the same thing in other dark corners as I’d made my initial pass, so I doubted anyone was paying any attention to us.
Neither of us seemed to care, anyway, as she spread her legs a bit, and pressed her lips against mine in a passionate, tongue-filled kiss.
I moved my hand that was stroking her vagina up a bit, until my probing fingers found her plump, throbbing clitoris. I began rubbing little circles around the tip... causing her to gyrate her hips and moan into my mouth, as I pulled one of her boobs out of her top and continued fondling it with my other hand.
With a soft moan, she held her exposed tit in one of her hands... offering it up to me like a prize... so, I happily broke our kiss, and leaned down to suck her nipple into my mouth... nibbling and pulling on the taut, fleshy orb, while continuing to rub her stiff clit between her spread legs. She had long, thick nipples and I eagerly toyed with them with my lips, as they got longer and thicker against my flicking tongue.
She didn’t last long... in no time, she let out a guttural moan, rocked her hips into my stroking hand, and erupted... creaming all over my probing fingers. Her tiny yelps and exclamations of pleasure were drowned out amidst the clamor of the loud music and chattering women... so we weren’t worried about making too much noise.
I softened my fingers against her engorged nub, as she rode her climax to its peak... then relished its warm, sensuous waves of pleasure, as it lingered a bit... then slowly faded away.
She pulled my face back up to hers, and pressed her lips hard against mine... her tongue dancing with mine... as she moaned her pleasure and enjoyed the aftermath of her explosive orgasm.
After taking a few minutes to catch her breath, she pressed her mouth against my ear, and murmured, “Your turn”, as she reached inside the cowl neckline of my dress, and squeezed one of my fleshy boobs.
I smiled at her, as I pulled her hand off my tit, and said, “No... not here,” then I took her hand and added, “Come with me”, as I led her toward the back of the club.
I took her to the bathroom.... nudged her into one of the stalls... then closed the door behind us.
The stall was designed with a small ledge at about thigh level, for purses and cell phones. I pushed her down so that she was sitting on the toilet seat... then placed one of my feet up onto the ledge to her right. This caused my mini-cocktail dress to ride up on my legs... almost to my waist... leaving my g-string panties totally exposed, and staring her in the face.
I saw her grin as I pulled my panties to the side... then pulled her face into my already dripping wet vagina.
She sucked me off perfectly!
She started by placing little pecks on the tip of my throbbing clitoris... then she grabbed my ass cheeks with both of her hands, and pulled me toward her mouth... using her tongue to lick up and down the drenched slit between my pussy lips. After toying with my labia for a while, and poking her tongue in and out of my cunt a few times, she focused on my stiff nub... pulling and flicking the engorged button with her lips and tongue.
I was so turned on, I didn’t last very long. Between fingering her in the club, and then her mouth teasing and sucking my straining clit... I launched into a delicious, tingly orgasm.
As I moaned and rocked my hips against her probing tongue and soft lips... I suddenly creamed into her mouth... my pussy juices flooding her face... trickling down her cheeks and dripping off her chin.
I stood there with my eyes closed... rocking my hips slightly and mumbling about how good it felt, as she softened her tongue against my clitoris so I could enjoy the remnants of my incredible climax.
After my euphoria had finally faded away, she kissed the tip of my clitoris... then adjusted my panties back in place to cover my sodden pussy lips.
As we cleaned up at the sinks in the bathroom, she smiled at me and asked for my phone number.
I smiled back, and said, “No... sorry... I’m married.”
But when I saw the disappointment on her face, I added, “But I come here periodically... whenever my husband goes out of town... so, I’ll look for you the next time I come.”
She brightened up a bit... then we finished cleaning up at the sink, and headed back to the bar to get a drink... but I lost her in the crowd on the way. I was totally OK with that... I headed out to my car, and drove home with wet panties, and a satisfied grin on my face.
My husband had come home from his golf trip the following morning while I was sitting on the couch in my bathrobe, watching TV. It was pretty obvious that he was randy as hell... he gave me a deep, tongue-filled kiss... and massaged both of my tits... then headed into the bathroom to clean up.
He took a quick shower, then walked into the living room where I was watching a movie... sporting a massive hard-on that was sticking out from the opening in his bathrobe... dancing around between his legs and bobbing up and down as he made his way over to where I was sitting.
He walked over in front of the TV and nudged my lips with the tip of his cock. I chuckled, and happily sucked it into my mouth. I was still turned on from the night before, and it didn’t take long before I could tell that my pussy was wet, and my nipples were as hard as bullets.
As I bobbed my head back and forth on his stiff boner, he toyed with my breasts... pulling and squeezing the soft flesh... then gently slapping them to watch them flop around between us. I loved having my boobs played with, and I especially enjoyed seeing the look on Rhett’s face whenever he watched them bounce around like that.
He was already fully erect, so after sucking on his cock for a while, I pulled it out of my mouth... laid back on the sofa... opened my robe, and eagerly spread my legs. I grabbed his rigid pole and pulled him into my dripping wet vagina.
Rhett leaned forward and slid his throbbing prick into my waiting pussy... then shoved it all the way in, and began fucking me in earnest... making me grunt, and my tits to bounce wildly, from the force of his powerful thrusts.
My God, it felt great... I came almost immediately.
He continued to hammer away between my legs as I enjoyed my surprise climax... sometimes watching my heavy breasts smash into each other between us... sometimes grabbing and squeezing them, or pulling on my stiff nipples.. which felt absolutely fantastic.
I had closed my eyes and murmured, “Oh, shit... Rhett... yeah... just like that... yeah... keep going... my God, you feel so fucking good inside me...”
It wasn’t long before I launched into another delicious orgasm.
As I savored the peak... then, the lingering sensations... of my incredible orgasm, Rhett suddenly caught his breath... grabbed my tits... and let out several loud grunts... as he blasted rope after rope of warm, gooey jizzm deep inside my dripping wet cunt.
He kept pumping his rigid pole in and out of my drenched pussy, as he emptied his nutsack and enjoyed the aftermath of his intense ejaculation.
With his stiff rod still shoved deep inside me, Rhett had plopped down on top of me, as we both gasped for air and struggled to catch our breath.
After a few minutes, he pulled his softening penis out of my cunt, and we shifted positions a bit, so that he was lying on his side against the back of the couch, and I was lying up against him... spooning in front of him, while we watched TV... his arm reaching around from behind so he could gently fondle my breasts.
With a satisfied grin on my face, I had snuggled my ass cheeks back against his flaccid cock... and thought to myself, “Now, this was the perfect weekend.”
Then I had turned my head and said over my shoulder, “So, hon... when’s your next golf trip with the guys?”