New and Exciting Experiences

Of course, we have talked at length about our respective sexual pasts. Emily seemed to have a relaxed attitude to sex in her home. She has a younger brother, who she saw jacking off quite a few times. Like many siblings, they played ‘you show me yours, I’ll show you mine.' “He seemed way more interested in my vagina than I was in his cock.” That same couldn’t be said of her twin sister. “We shared a room. I was fascinated with her body. She developed about six months ahead of me and it was wonderful to see her titties forming, and her pubic hair, and I knew when she began masturbating. The mere thought of touching something like that made me leak. I’ve always known I was a lesbian. 

But what of ‘Mike’, our wonderful strap-less strap-on? “I love it because it’s you on the end of it. It’s you fucking me…it’s you making me scream. Yes, but what about the feeling of a cock, albeit a false on in her cunt…up her bum? “I know….I won’t deny, it’s a fabulous feeling, but I have nothing to compare it with.”

But all that came to an end on Sunday afternoon. I arranged for Chris to come round and reminded him that this time, Emily wanted to watch. I also made it crystal clear that if he attempted to involve her in any way I would stop immediately, and he would have to go without sex until Alison is back home. This is too important to fuck up….plus, if he did anything to upset Emily. I would happily rip his cock off. 

I think he got the message….especially since he turned up with flowers for both of us. Better still, he told Emily how privileged he felt that she wanted to watch and that if anything he did made her feel uncomfortable, he would stop. Alison has a good one here. 

And so, to bed, or at least, the bedroom. Emily settled in an armchair, and Chris and I began to undress each other. He only has sex with me, (by agreement with Alison) and only then once or maybe twice a month. He didn’t need any help getting hard. I noticed Emily taking an interest in his cock and asked her if she would like to see it closer. She smiled and nodded, so I led Chris over to her. Emily looked with interest, but didn’t attempt to touch it. 

Back on the bed, Chris made a really good attempt at foreplay, although I knew all he really wanted was to fuck me as soon as he could. He fingered me beautifully though. I know how good he is at this because I know how good Alison is, and she taught him well. He was licking my clit and finger fucking me when, from the corner of my eye, I sensed movement. Emily was gently shedding her top and skirt. Then, I made sure she had a good view while I sucked his cock. I love the taste of pre-cum, although in his case. I also knew that it wouldn’t take much for him to blow his load. 

The next thing I knew, Emily was standing by the bed. I felt I should tell her what was happening. “Chris is very close to cumming. If I suck him any more he’ll cum in my mouth. Then again, if I let him fuck me, wound up like this, he won’t last long.“ Emily said, “What if he cums on you…over your tummy and titties?” I was, at this time, lying on my back, legs spread around Chris. He looked hopeful….well.. he would. 

I reached for his cock intending to jack him off, maybe accompanied with some choice words, but as I reached for his impressive weapon, Emily said, “Show me how.” I gave her the mother of all ‘are you sure’ looks, but she seemed comfortable so I took her hand and wrapped it around his cock. I gave her the right pressure and speed before leaving her to it. Miss Brain, who would usually have me talking dirty had a different plan. Instead, I talked only to Chris. “You’re being jacked off by a lesbian. Not many men can boast that…..” 

I didn’t finish, but he sure as shit did. Emily let go as soon as he came, which, if she ever does this again, she will need to learn to hang on and ‘milk’ him, but for now, I figured it was a result….the first time she had ever made a guy cum. 

But we weren’t done yet. 

As last time, Chris never really lost his erection. I may have helped a little by masturbating. When the moment came, Emily asked “Can I put it in?” I looked at Chris and he said (Bless him) “Emily. That would be a real privilege…but only if you want to.”  She smiled, and gently took his cock in her hand, and reached for me with the other. Gently, I felt her spreading my soaked lips, and equally gently, she guided his cock closer to my hole. Of course, Chris needed no such guidance, and could have found my hole blindfold….if I had been in a different continent! 

Slowly, I felt him enter me, and he began the only thing that makes me jealous of my sister. Chris is, without a single doubt, the best fuck I have ever had. He has a natural talent for it, and his total consideration for his partner makes it just sublime. As he fucked me, Emily remained on the bed watching my reactions as much as what he was doing…I guesss she was making notes of how to use ‘Mike’ on me better next time. 

Well, she may have been doing that, but what she said next blew me away. ‘I….I…I want to try.” I knew she was wet. Amongst all the sex smells, I could smell her arousal. Whether it was the fact that I was aroused, or maybe just because she was getting off on my pleasure, I didn’t know, but she said she wanted to try, and Chris, I knew, would understand what a special moment this was. 

He disengaged from me, and Emily lay down. I eased her panties off and I clipped her bra. Then I did precisely what she did for me. I held his cock and guided him closer to her. Before he actually made contact I gave him a look that said “The moment she says stop…” but I needn’t have done that. I knew he was attentive for any negative signal. 

Slowly, his cock disappeared inside her. He held totally still awaiting her next comment. “It’s ok….fuck me like you fuck Anna.” So, he did. At one point I reached for her tit and cupped it in my hand, but she shook her head. “No…I need to feel just….him….just him.” 

I felt, I admit, a little rejected. Chris fucked Emily for what seemed like a long time. He had already cum once, of course, so he wasn’t exactly hair-trigger. I saw a sex flush appear across Emily’s neck and for a moment, I really thought he would get her there. But after a while, she seemed to stiffen and Chris immediately pulled out. She started to apologise, but he interrupted her. “Emily, I want to thank you for allowing me this privilege. I know it was a big deal for you, and I’m humbled that you chose me.” 

Right there, I could have fucked him any way he wanted. Instead, we just went back to him screwing me. I think we were both ready, and Miss Brain wasn’t slow in reminding me that he was spreading Emily’s cunt juices around the inside of my vagina. The moment I had this image I came….hard. That set Chris off and I felt him shoot his load inside me. 

Usually, he stays and cuddles me, but something must have told him his presence wasn’t needed this time. He scooped his clothes up and left.

Emily looked between my still open legs. Chris’s semen was running from me freely, and she dipped a finger into it before giving it an experimental sniff and a little lick. “Hmm…it’s not so bad, is it?” There was a pause while she explored me a little more. ‘What would you like me to do?” Miss Brain gave an answer I would never have given given my own volition. “Lick me out.” Somehow, and don’t ask me why or how, Miss Brain knew that was the answer Emily wanted. 

She kissed me before kissing down my still sweating and cum-covered body and burying her face in the wetness between my legs. I felt her tongue. I felt sucking. I knew how much Chris cums…even second time around, so I knew there was also swallowing. 

Emily and I had what can only be described as violent sex….and I mean violent sex. The kind of sex only two women can have. Not hurtful, not possessive, just…..violent. 

Afterwards, she lay in my arms and eventually said, “I get it. I could be fucked. I might even cum. If the circumstances were right, maybe, and I mean maybe, I might join in with a threesome, but it could never be something pre-arranged. It would have to be in the moment. I enjoyed having him inside me, but mainly because I knew you enjoyed him being inside me. It’s complicated. I’m not bi. I’m lesbian, and proud of it, but with you….for you, I could be anything and everything.” Yes, it was complicated. 

so complicated, we talked for the rest of the night. I thought, being a woman, being a bi-sexual woman, I would have an instinctive understanding of what it is to be a lesbian. I couldn’t have been more wrong. 

I have a lot to learn…

...but then, I have the most amazing teacher.