Sarah?s Story Surprise for Bill

Isn't curiosity a wonderful thing? It's five in the afternoon and I just got home from work. As I walked by the den, I noticed the glow from the computer's monitor.Apparently, my husband was in such a hurry to go to work that he forgot to turn off the computer. I looked in and noticed the web browser open to the Club Stroke website. On the screen was a story in the family section that had my husband's email name at the top. I read it and immediately recognized it as something he had told me years ago when we were dating. I assumed that my husband must have been reading the story before he left for work. I browsed around the site and found the men's section as well as a number of other interesting sections. WOW! I read a few stories involving men masturbating with other men, and I began to wonder. Well, this is a hot site. I've seen porn on the web before but haven't paid all that much attention to it. I closed the browser and then started fondling myself and recalling a girlfriend (still my best friend) and the relationship I had with her in college. I've never done this before, but I'm going to write a story and send it to the website, and leave it on screen so my husband will see it when he gets home (Hi honey!). Is he in for a surprise! I have never told anyone about this, especially the fact that after all these years, it's still going on. My name is Sarah. I am 45, 5-08, 145, 36D-32-36. I have shoulder length brown hair with a little gray showing and green eyes. I have freckles on my face, arms, and chest, and nice legs. I am not as firm as I was in my 20s. After a couple of kids, I'm a cup size larger, a lot more saggy, and too broad across the ass. Still, I can turn heads in the office. As I browsed the website, I started thinking about this little tryst that I had in college. Here goes . . . I was 19 at the time and attending UC Santa Barbara as an undergraduate majoring in chemistry. It was my sophomore year. I wanted to be a lab tech so my curriculum was very heavy in math and sciences. I lived in a small house about a mile inland from the beach with three other girls, Sandy, Kim, Jennifer We all got along well together, but Kim and I seemed to be better friends with each other than the two. Sandy and Jennifer were majoring in business and marketing, Kim and I in the sciences. One evening, Kim and I were at home alone studying while Sandy and Jennifer were out on dates. Kim and I had shied away from any boyfriend entanglements because our school workloads and part time jobs just took too much time. Anyway, around six that evening, Kim came into my room and said she was burnt-out on studying and was going to soak in the tub for a while. I said that sounded like a great idea. Kim asked me if I wanted to join her. Jokingly, I said thanks by no thanks. She asked to borrow some of my bubble bath and then disappeared down the hallway. As she was relinquishing the kitchen table, I decided to move out there so I could spread out with my books. Kim had been gone from the room about an hour or so when I came up with an idea for some additional material for my paper. Kim had an excellent medical reference book that I needed to borrow. I figured she must be out of the tub by now so I walked to her room to ask her if I could borrow her book. The door was closed--not unusual--I just let myself in. We walked into each other's bedrooms all the time unless we knew one of us had a guest over for the night, which happened more with Jennifer than anyone else. Actually, I think Jennifer was the only one who had guests at all. As I opened the door, I started to ask Kim if I could borrow her book. Kim was laying naked on her bed, a pillow propping up her head and shoulders. Her legs were spread wide and she had both hands between her legs. I nearly tripped over my own chin at the sight of her! She said "Oh!" as I walked in and startled her. She grabbed for a towel on the bed and tried to cover herself up as she sat up. Her face was bright red as she tried to hold her towel up with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. Her eyes were as round as dinner plates. I told her that I was sorry for interrupting her and started to close the door when she asked me to wait. She held the towel up to her chest. It wasn't long enough to hide her blond pubic hair and thighs. "I'm sorry, I was just so tense that I needed to . . . oh God, I'm so embarrassed!" She grabbed the pillow on her bed and buried her face in it, then raised up and said, "You won't tell the others will you?" I leaned up against the doorway and looked at the floor as if I might find words to speak there. "No. And don't apologize. I, it's . . ." I sighed. "I do it too you know, at night when I go to bed. I bet the others do too." Of course, I had seen Kim and the others naked before. After all, four girls living together in a house with one bathroom, it's bound to happen. But, I'd never seen Kim flushed with sexual excitement, and it was . . . affecting me. Kim relaxed a little bit when I confessed to her about doing it too. She dropped her towel into her lap. She had nice breasts, about the same size as mine. She had long blond hair, blue eyes, and a tiny waist. I glanced at her breasts while she was talking to me about how hard she had been working to keep her GPA up in school and that it was easy for me but not for her. Then she noticed where I was looking and paused. It caused me to look up at her face. "Are you looking at my breasts?" she said. She raised her eyebrows as if surprised. I quickly looked away in guilt and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry. I should really go back and finish my paper. If I could just borrow your medical . . ." Kim stood up facing me. "No, wait," she said. She stood about two paces away from me. "What do you think?" she asked, holding her arms out from her sides. "What? Well, ahem, they're very nice," I replied rather flatly. I rolled my eyes and shifted my weight from foot to foot. I didn't know what else to do. I started to turn to go when she said softly, "Thank you. You know, you have a nice body too. But you always keep yourself covered up with those frumpy clothes." She closed the gap between us and touched my arm. She was commenting on the fact that I was more comfortable in a pair of baggy sweats and a long sleeved flannel shirt that I am in a tight pair of jeans and a tank top. Baggy clothes and a hiking boots were standard dress for me. So, here I was, dressed just that way. My heart was racing, my breathing shallow; I was nervous. I couldn't look at her. I just kept looking down at the floor, only now that she was standing right in front of me, I was looking right down at her boobs. I looked down to the left, the right, trying to find somewhere to look besides at her boobs. When I didn't move, Kim reached up and began to unbutton my shirt. "What are you doing?" I asked in a hoarse voice. My mind was screaming to reach up and stop her hands as they descended from one button to the next, but I couldn't. She didn't reply, she just kept unbuttoning my shirt. She opened my shirt and slipped it off my shoulders. I wasn't wearing a bra. I shook the shirt off my arms and let it fall to the floor. Kim looked at me and smiled, then ran her hands up my sides, stopping on either side of my breasts. I shuddered. "You're so beautiful," she whispered as her hands moved forward slightly, pushing on the sides of my breasts. Then she embraced me and our warm breasts pressed against each other. I felt her nipples press into mine, and felt mine swell and tingle. "Kim, I . . . we shouldn't," I whispered weakly, my hands coming up to rest on her hips. Slowly, she held me out at arm's length. She looked down at my breasts and let out a long sigh, then stroked my arm and smiled. "It's okay, but now you know how I feel," she said. She cradled my chin briefly with her hand and I thought she was going to try to kiss me. Instead, she stepped back and then laid down on her bed. She spread her legs and continued masturbating. I picked up my shirt and stumbled backward out the door, shutting it behind me. I was confused, excited, unsure what I was feeling. I went to my bedroom, shut the door, and suddenly realized that my crotch was soaked. I slipped off my sweats and got a fresh pair of panties, then went to the bathroom. As I started to slip off my panties, my hand ran over the surface, feeling how wet they were. It made me so horny than I slipped my hand inside them and leaned up against the wall. I brought myself to orgasm in mere seconds. What was I felling? What should I do? I hardly slept that night. Each time I closed my eyes, all I could see was Kim's naked body and I could feel her hands touching me. I relented after a while and began to masturbate, thinking about her. And with that release, I was finally able to drift off to sleep. Kim didn't mention our brief encounter in her room again to me or to our roommates, although she gave me knowing smiles when she was certain no one was looking. When we were alone, she always found a way to be near me. While we worked on our homework at the table, she would touch my foot with hers when asking a question. Or, she would sit next to me on the couch and watch TV. Or come up to me and place her hands on my shoulders from behind when asking me a question. Her touch was always electric, and each time it excited me. Still, I didn't know what to do. About a week passed and I was feeling very frustrated. I tried to focus on my studies, work, anything but her. I was typing up my paper when Kim returned from the library with some books we needed. "Hi," she said as she shut the door. "How's work coming?" "Almost finished," I smiled. "Good, I found the reference text that we need for chem., but I don't feel like studying. I think we both need a break. You know Linda, our TA for lab? She's invited me over to her place for some drinks and she said it was okay to bring a friend. She lives just up the coast. It's such a hot day, what do you say we go over there? We can talk with her about our papers." I did need a break. I had been working on my paper all day between classes trying to wrap it up. "Sure, sounds great," I replied and smiled. I didn't know it at the time, but it was one of those life decisions you make that change everything. I cleaned up the table in case Jennifer or Sandy needed it, and went to change clothes. We changed into tank tops and shorts, then drove Kim's car over to Linda's house just north of town on the coast highway. Linda was in her mid 30s and divorced. Her ex was financing her education and part of the settlement was a beautiful house on a bluff overlooking the ocean. We were amazed as we pulled into her driveway. The yard was green and colorful, immaculate, and the view unbelievable! Linda's red convertible was parked in the driveway but there was no answer at the door, so we walked around to the back yard and called to her from the gate. "I'm on the patio, come on in," came her voice. We opened the gate and walked into a wonderfully landscaped back yard with a swimming pool. Linda was sitting at a table on the patio in a white sundress, a pitcher of margaritas and three glasses on the table. "Hi!" she said, smiling. She invited us to sit down while she poured us drinks. Linda was a shapely woman. She had long brown hair that she always wore in a ponytail and brown eyes. In class most of the time she wore jeans and a sweatshirt that hid just how curvaceous her body was, and glasses that hid the beauty of her soft skin and eyes. Today, she seemed a very different woman, not so studious. Her sundress clung to her body revealing hints of the shape that lay beneath. We sipped our way though a couple of margaritas each, talking about her house, divorce, and making small talk. We spoke only briefly about school. I did learn that this was not the first time Kim had been to her house. Apparently Kim had known Linda for about a year. Linda was quite the host. She was very interested in me and asked me to tell her about school, parents, work, my likes and dislikes in how I spent my free time. She was quite a joke teller too. Jokes, both clean and vulgar, poured forth. It was such a very different personality than she showed to her students, always so respectful and business like. We were laughing our heads off after a particular raunchy joke when she stood up, swayed a bit and giggled. "It's pretty hot today; I think I'll go for a swim. Care to join me?" she asked. "Oh, that does sound nice," Kim replied, standing up. "Kim, we didn't bring our swimsuits," I added. Linda started walking toward a table next to the pool. "That's okay, it's just us girls and I never wear a swimsuit at home anyway," she said. With her back to us she pulled her sundress over her head and laid it across the back of the chair. She was naked, her back to us. She turned sideways to walk to the steps, and I caught a glimpse of her boobs. Smiling and said over her shoulder, "C'mon in," and glided into the water. Kim looked at me and shrugged, then stood up and started undressing. I giggled and by the time I had my shorts unbuttoned, Kim was stripped and bouncing toward the pool. We giggled and splashed water at each other, and swam about enjoying the warm, clear water. It was refreshing on this 90 degree day. We met in the center of the pool, treaded water and laughed hysterically as Linda told us a story about a party she had where half the guys wound up in the pool naked after they lost a bet. After a few minutes, Linda floated in the middle of the pool on her back, relaxing. I swam over to the edge of the pool and rested my arms on the edge my chin resting on my hands and my back to the pool. I closed my eyes and let the warm sun relax me, lost in my own thoughts. I turned my head and watched Kim dive off the diving board and then closed my eyes again. She swam underwater up behind me and surfaced. Suddenly I felt her body press against mine from behind, her hands coming up to cup my breasts. She gave me a soft kiss on the nap of my neck and then pushed off, swimming on her back away from me, smiling, as I turned around. I giggled and felt my face flush, looked to see Linda still floating oblivious in the middle of the pool. I chased Kim across the pool, catching her on the other side and pretend-slapped her face with a gentle tap. "You naughty girl," I said with a grin. Kim wrapped her arm around my waist and pulled me to her. She planted a kiss on my lips, and just as I was about to return it, she spun around and swam away on her back, watching me as she floated away. That feeling of confusion washed over me again. I was drunk. I was just playing around, right? I wasn't sure. I watched Kim float on her back and felt my body tingle with excitement. What should I do? Had I just, on an impulse, encouraged her. Did I mean to do that? After a few more minutes, Linda got out of the pool and arranged three towels on pads next to the pool and out in the sun. She laid down on one towel on her back. Naked, she let the sun dry her off. Kim and I swam over to the ladder. As we got there, she whispered to me, "She looks so sexy laying there." To myself, I agreed. Goose bumps covered her wet breasts and her nipples were erect. She raised one knee and smiled at us as we got out, opening and closing her legs. As we dried off, I began to feel a tingle between my legs. I could hardly keep my eyes off Kim, and Linda was certainly a distraction. "Kim, would you bring me the baby oil on the table on the patio?" Linda asked. "Sure," Kim said. I watched her bounce across the patio and sighed. I laid down on one of the towels a few feet from Linda and closed my eyes, lost in my own thoughts, indecision. As Kim returned, Linda stood up. "Would you mind rubbing some of that on me?" She turned her back to Kim and held her wet ponytail up off of her neck. Kim poured some of the oil into her hands and put the bottle down on the table. I could see her eyes scan down Linda's body. She placed her hands on Linda's shoulders and began rubbing the oil into them and on her neck. "Mmm, that feels nice," Linda said. Kim finished by wiping her hands down Linda's arms and Linda turned to face her. "I think I'll tan the front side first. Would you like to rub some oil on me there too?" she said with a grin. My mouth fell open! "Love to," Kim said returning her grin. She picked up the bottle and squirted oil over the top of her chest above her breasts. Linda giggled and squirmed as oil ran down over her breasts. Kim handed her the bottle to hold as she started massaging oil into her upper chest. I watched as her hands slowly wandered down and began massaging oil into Linda's breasts. Her hands lingered and moved slowly over Linda's nipples and then she squeezed and lifted them. Linda closed her eyes briefly and sighed. Her hand lightly caressed Kim's arm. Then Kim moved down to rub oil into her stomach, across her hips. Linda squirted some oil into her hand and dropped the bottle. Looking Kim in the face, she raised her hands and began rubbing oil into her breasts. Kim giggled and said it felt really nice. When she had her breasts covered with oil, she placed her hands on Kim's hips and pulled their bodies together. They rocked their bodies causing their slippery breasts to slide back and forth against each other, and they began to kiss. I tingled all over watching the two of them. They seemed to be oblivious to me until Kim looked at me and smiled. "You know, you should put on some oil too." Linda nuzzled her neck and Kim looked at me invitingly. My breath caught in my throat as I started to reply. "I would . . . why?" I said, perhaps a little too harshly. "Because, you know you want too," Kim replied. The word leapt from my mouth before I knew I had said it. "Okay," I said. Kim walked over to me with the baby oil and held out the bottle. Here you go," she started to say, "unless . . ." "You put it on me," I said and wondered where the words had come from. "You sure?" she smiled. I nodded that I was and laid back on my towel. I wanted this, or so I told myself. Linda lay down on her side and watched us, a big grin on her face. Kim walked over and stood above the top of my head. She squirted baby oil on my chest and it made me flinch and giggle, and Kim giggled too. "This will feel real good, but you can stop me any time," she whispered to me. "As long as I don't fall over on you," she snickered. "I'm so excited!" I chuckled nervously as Kim knelt over my head. She kissed my forehead and then my lips, and then began spreading the oil over my shoulders and then over my breasts slowly, her hands lingering around my breasts, circling and squeezing. I sighed. "You're right, it does feel good," I said and closed my eyes. I raised one knee, then the other, and my legs fell open. Kim's body suddenly blocked the sun from my face. I looked up and saw that she was straddling my head, her pussy was right over my face as she leaned down and continued rubbing oil into my breasts and down my abdomen. What she did next, sent me over the brink of no return. Kim leaned down further until her breasts touched mine. She let her oiled body slip down mine, her hard nipples rubbing against mine and down my abdomen, her hands moving down my thighs. As her body lay down on top of mine, she brought her mound scraping over my forehead and her pussy slid down my face. For just a second, I felt panic rise in me. I gasped, tensed. But instead of pushing her away, I suddenly felt my body just go limp. I accepted the inevitable. I spread my legs again and my arms came up to her encircle her around the waist. I ran them over her ass and pressed down on the small of her back, pulling her pussy to my face. Her slit rested near my mouth and I kissed it, my first taste of another woman. Since that first day seeing Kim naked and masturbating, I had fantasized and masturbated to the image of the two of us locked in a passionate, sexual embrace. Now, here we were--the fact that we had an audience only seemed to make it more exciting to me. I felt Kim's hands wrap around the underside of my thighs and then felt her warm mouth find my wet pussy. What should I do for her? I knew what I liked so I just figured, 'Do unto others . . .' I kissed her opening gently and licked around her labia, sucking on them, and then thrust my tongue into her. Kim melted into my body as we began our first 69 together. After a few more seconds, Kim lifted her head. "God! I cannot believe how good you are at this. You sure you've never done this before?" She giggled and went back to eating me. I didn't reply, I was totally engrossed in her fragrance and the taste of her pussy. Maybe a minute passed and I suddenly shuddered with the most intense orgasm of my life. I had to stop licking her to cry out, but once my orgasm started to subside, still out of breath, I hungrily began working on sucking her clit and squeezing her ass. I could not get enough of her. Kim moaned and ground her mound into my face until she too erupted in orgasm and collapsed on top of me, the flat of my tongue pressed firmly against her clitoris. I didn't want to stop. We lay like that for several minutes afterwards. I wanted to savor this moment. All my doubts, worries were gone. This was great! In the mean time I heard another gasp and glanced to my left. Linda had been watching us and masturbating. Now she was coming, and not quietly. Kim finally got up and turned around to look at me. She licked her lips, then knelt down and kissed me. Our tongues entwined and I tasted the both of us as we kissed deeply. "Boy, I'm really feeling left out here," Linda said. Her legs rocked back and forth and she arched her back as she rubbed her mound. "Let's go help her," Kim whispered to me. Kim crawled over to Linda on hands and knees, and I followed her I think for the first time ever wearing an evil grin. Kim crawled up between her legs and began licking her. Linda motioned for me to straddle her face and face Kim. As I did, Linda pulled me down on her face and began to lick me. I gently moved my hips and sighed, it felt sooo good! At first I rested my hands on my hips, but then I looked down and saw her beautiful breasts heaving on her chest. I reached down and gave her nipples a pinch. I pulled and twisted them. I liked this so I figured she would too. I was right. Linda moaned. She gave me a muffled "More," and squeezed my legs as she continued to eat me. I squeezed her breasts and tugged on her nipples. She asked for more and told me not to be afraid of hurting her. I tugged harder on her nipples and shuddered as I felt her tongue enter me. In a matter of minutes, Linda erupted in orgasm. She cried out so loud that had she had neighbors nearby, they would have certainly heard her. I watched her hips buck and watched Kim try to keep up with her. I suddenly was overwhelmed by a wave of pleasure as I hand another orgasm. It happened so quickly and intensely that it caught me off guard. I felt my pussy contract as Linda licked my labia and pressed on my clit with her tongue. She started making slurping sounds and I knew I must be gushing with fluid all over her face. Linda began panting and her movements slowed. I was so exhausted that my legs were shaking as I climbed off her face. Kim quickly moved around and replaced me, sitting astride her face and rocking her hips. Linda began licking her. Not knowing what else to do, I took Kim's old spot and began licking Linda's pussy. I looked up at Kim and saw Linda's sex juices glistening around her mouth. Her mouth was open, eyes closed, head back. Her hair swayed back and forth. She looked so erotic that I had a mini-orgasm just looking at her and licking Linda. I brought Linda off and she had Kim whimpering shortly thereafter. Linda sat up and Kim sat next to her. They kissed and licked each other's faces. Kim then motioned for me to join them. I leaned down and the two of them played with my breasts while we exchanged tangy sex juices with our tongues. I have never had such an erotic experience in my entire life, and, as luck would have it, this incident changed my feelings entirely about same sex relations, for both females and males. After that day, Kim and I were inseparable whenever we were alone. While we never shared our little secret with our other roommates, we became regulars with Linda, and in our junior year at UC Santa Barbara, moved in with her. After we graduated, we went our separate ways for several years, but always kept in touch. It was a thrilling time for us when Kim moved up to the northwest with her husband, and we rekindled our old relationship. She has since moved to just a few blocks from our house. Kim and I are both married now. Our loving bond in college has been a life long bond of friendship. We still see each other on a regular basis. Now that I have told you this story and left it up on the screen for my husband to find, I'm going to call Kim and tell her what I did. So hubby, what do you think? Surprised? Well, here's one more tidbit for you. Did you know that Kim and her bi-husband swing? I'm upstairs in bed waiting to hear what you have to say.