“Hey there,” Sam said all smiles as soon as I opened the door. Her eyes moved over me. I had decided on a regular t-shirt and panties, which is what I usually wore to bed. Sam sat next to me and we kissed. It was a deep kiss, more just a nice kiss.
Sam smiled while looking at my chest. She started rubbing my chest, playing with one of my nipples. She moved her hand around the back of my head and kissed me deeply. This was the kind of kiss I was expecting earlier. This was a “we’re having sex now” sort of kiss. I parted my lips, she put her tongue in my mouth and we went from there. She put her hands under my shirt, pushed it up and sucked on my tits while I pulled it off.
We kissed some more while we worked off her shirt and bra (because she had come straight from work). I kissed her tits and took more time to enjoy them. Sam’s tits were bigger than Zoey’s, a lot bigger and they were bigger than mine, too. Her nipples were fat nubs that got really hard. “You can sort of bite them if you want,” she told me and I guessed that was something she liked, so I did and she moaned as she rubbed the back of head. I grabbed at her pussy through her jeans and she stuck her hand inside my panties. It didn’t make sense to stay dressed, so we got naked.
After spending the last two days making love to Zoey’s tanned body, having Sam’s creamy white body stretched out in front of me felt different. It was sort of funny how my eyes kept being surprised to see creamy white skin instead of Zoey’s even tan. I don’t know why, but it sort of helped remind me that I was making love to another woman and it was different doing it alone instead of doing Sam with Zoey. This time I had Sam all to myself and I took my time. I pushed her back on my bed, kissed down her body and I didn’t stop until I was between her legs and seeing that reddish-brown triangle of public hair. Lying on my stomach, I started licking her pussy. She tasted different than Zoey but still tasted like you expect pussy to taste like. While I was going down on her, it struck me what I was doing. I was making love to another woman. Not just another woman, but another, another woman, LOL. I know I had already had sex with her before, but doing it one-on-one made it feel different.
I sucked on Sam’s pussy and did all the things I had tried first on Zoey. Sam’s pussy got wetter than Zoey’s pussy did. I can’t say she “gushed” because I met other women who gush, but she was wet enough that I felt coated in pussy and I decided I liked it. I fingered her pussy, too, and when I started doing that, she started coming. Like before, Sam was really loud. “Fuck yes! Do it, Katie! Eat me! Eat me, Katie! Eeeeeat meeeee!” She bucked when she came and though I wished she wasn’t so loud, I still felt really accomplished making her orgasm like that. “My turn,” she said as soon as her orgasm had passed.
Sam was bigger than Zoey, taller and maybe a bit heavier because Zoey is really petite. Sam sat up and sort of pushed me backwards. I laughed and went with it.
“I miss this so much,” she said, kissing my lips before skipping right to my tits. She bit at my nipple and I guess I winced or jerked or something. “Too hard?” she asked.
“No, it’s okay,” I said because it did feel good, it was just unexpected. Zoey didn’t bite. Sam did. I guess it’s good thing I like to sort of rough on my nipples sometimes.
“I want this pussy,” Sam said, cupping my pussy and speaking as she kissed down my stomach. It took her three kisses before she was on her stomach and between my legs. We had been in this position before. Last time, Zoey had been sitting in my desk chair and watching. Glancing at the empty chair reminded me this wasn’t about Zoey and me, it was about me and Sam. I focused on watching Sam. “Fuck, your pussy tastes so good,” she purred between licks. “I want to eat this pussy for days.” She licked me everywhere and it felt good because she knew what she was doing. It wasn’t like when a guy licks everywhere hoping to get lucky. This was a woman who knew what she was doing and I was unwilling to stop her. She circled around my clit and that was sort of the magic motion for her to make because it was close to how I do it when I masturbate. However I reacted, she caught it. “Ooo, you like it like that?” she said as if she had found my secret. She went in a circle around my clit again and again. I squirmed beneath her and was felt helpless as my orgasm bubbled up inside of me and I came with a long, satisfying orgasm.
Sam tried to keep going, but I pulled her up and into my arms. Part of me felt as if I was betraying Zoey by holding another woman, but another part of me didn’t care. The part that didn’t care was bigger. After all, Zoey had set-up this meeting. That meant she wanted it to happen, right? Instead, I focused on how it felt to hold another woman in my arms. I focused on it felt to feel her bare breasts squished against my bare breasts. I enjoyed the difference in kisses. I admired her pretty, oval shaped face, high cheekbones and sweet lips. I brushed a lock of curly ginger hair away from her face. “Have you been with a lot of girls?” I asked.
“Three girls, but not all at once,” she said. She told stories I won’t repeat here about her first time with a cousin of hers. Then her second girlfriend was a girl she knew in school and how they sort of dared each other into doing stuff. “We did it a lot and liked it, but she always felt funny about doing it.” I nodded because I think I understood how she might have felt. I asked about the third girl and Sam laughed. I liked the way her breasts moved against me when she did. “I seduced the fuck out that girl.” It almost sounded as if she stalked the girl, but I guess that wasn’t what really happened, but she told me how it took a while for the girl to kiss her and then to let more happen until finally they were doing everything. “And I do mean, everything,” she said. I didn’t ask what that meant. She asked me how Zoey and I got together.
“We’re not really together,” I said, reminding her and myself how Zoey and I weren’t really a couple. I told her how I caught her masturbating without realizing that I was saying that Zoey was my suitemate.
“You mean she’s next door?”
I nodded, worried that I just made a big mistake. Instead, Sam took it in a different direction.
“So you two can do it anytime you want?”
“Well, if our roommates aren’t around, yeah,” I said, still wondering how that was going to work out.
“You should trade roommates,” Sam suggested, making the obvious suggestion.
“Yeah, we talked about that. Maybe, I don’t know.” I didn’t feel like trying to explain everything to her. Instead, I kissed her again and played with one of her boobs and that was enough to change the topic.
“You’re really good at eating pussy,” she purred. I think she meant that as a compliment but it felt like a weird one. “And it was really hot when you ate my ass. I thought I was the only person into that.”
“Zoey likes it a lot,” I said, deflecting. “She said she likes it up the butt.” Once again, I hated that I was saying too much, but fuck it. I mean, Zoey pushed us together, so why was I trying to be so careful? It wasn’t as if Zoey didn’t have sex with Sam, too, you know?
“Wow, me too! I mean, I’ve only done it a couple of times with this one guy I was dating, but I’ve done it lots of time to myself.”
“Zoey was doing that when I caught her masturbating,” I said, giggling. I guess I was still feeling a bit bad about saying so much about Zoey and so I said the rest, too. “She was the first person do to anything like that me.”
“Did you like it?”
“Sort of,” I hedged.
“So that’s what she meant about you being in training,” Sam said with a big, happy smile on her face. “I want to eat your ass.” She started sliding down my body. I tried to stop her.
“Maybe we can …,” I tried, unsure what else to say. It didn’t matter. Sam wasn’t stopping.
“Trust me, you’ll like it. I made my girlfriend love it and I can make you like it, too.” Sam was trying to roll me over on my stomach.
I didn’t know what else to do. Sam was one of those loud people who always seem to get their way because their either first to make a suggestion or loudest or whatever. Without knowing why I was doing it (aside from it being easier to go along than try to fight her), I allowed her to roll me on my stomach. I was lying flat on the bed and Sam was stretched out behind me. In a lot of ways, we were laying the same way as if she was going to eat my pussy except I was on my stomach instead of my back.
“Give me this,” she said, pulling up on my hips and I moved with her, poking my ass up in the air. I felt silly. I think if I was with a man I would have felt different except I wasn’t with a man. Like she had done with Zoey this afternoon, Sam buried her face between my buttcheeks and started licking me. I didn’t miss that she was doing to me what I had done to her earlier that afternoon.
Okay, I’ll admit it, it felt good. It was different. Sam wasn’t the first person to lick me there, because Zoey had done it, but Sam did it with more intensity. In a way, it felt as if she was doing all the right things, but in the wrong spot. Then she started playing with my pussy, too, and everything she was doing behind me felt that much better. “I wish I had a toy,” she said before she put a finger inside of me. That was a sensation that felt sort of familiar. Even when she added a second finger, it felt good because it was something Zoey had done. And I’ll admit it, I did come again and it’s hard for me to say I didn’t like having an orgasm because I did. “Good, right?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I said though I think she was more excited about doing it than I was about receiving it.
“Want to do me again?”
“Can I just go down on you regular?”
“If you want,” she said and it looked as if she was trying to put a happy face over a sad face.
“I can use my fingers back there if you want,” I offered.
“Yeah, that would be really good,” she said, looking happier. So I pushed her against my pillows and went down on her. While I ate her pussy, I fingered her butt like I had done with Zoey. I guess I did a good job and I guess she liked it, a lot, because she got really loud again. It’s hard to tell with Sam, because she always got loud. I can’t say I liked fingering her butt as much as I enjoyed licking her pussy because that would be a lie, except I didn’t mind putting my fingers up her butt.
Anyway, after that orgasm of hers, I said something about it getting late, that I was tired and that my roommate would be home soon.
“Yeah, I should probably go,” Sam said, as if leaving was magically her idea. I smiled. We kissed, got dressed, kissed again and she was gone.
Extracted from Zoey and Me Ch. 04 by HereKumsKatie on Literotica.com
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Sam smiled while looking at my chest. She started rubbing my chest, playing with one of my nipples. She moved her hand around the back of my head and kissed me deeply. This was the kind of kiss I was expecting earlier. This was a “we’re having sex now” sort of kiss. I parted my lips, she put her tongue in my mouth and we went from there. She put her hands under my shirt, pushed it up and sucked on my tits while I pulled it off.
We kissed some more while we worked off her shirt and bra (because she had come straight from work). I kissed her tits and took more time to enjoy them. Sam’s tits were bigger than Zoey’s, a lot bigger and they were bigger than mine, too. Her nipples were fat nubs that got really hard. “You can sort of bite them if you want,” she told me and I guessed that was something she liked, so I did and she moaned as she rubbed the back of head. I grabbed at her pussy through her jeans and she stuck her hand inside my panties. It didn’t make sense to stay dressed, so we got naked.
After spending the last two days making love to Zoey’s tanned body, having Sam’s creamy white body stretched out in front of me felt different. It was sort of funny how my eyes kept being surprised to see creamy white skin instead of Zoey’s even tan. I don’t know why, but it sort of helped remind me that I was making love to another woman and it was different doing it alone instead of doing Sam with Zoey. This time I had Sam all to myself and I took my time. I pushed her back on my bed, kissed down her body and I didn’t stop until I was between her legs and seeing that reddish-brown triangle of public hair. Lying on my stomach, I started licking her pussy. She tasted different than Zoey but still tasted like you expect pussy to taste like. While I was going down on her, it struck me what I was doing. I was making love to another woman. Not just another woman, but another, another woman, LOL. I know I had already had sex with her before, but doing it one-on-one made it feel different.
I sucked on Sam’s pussy and did all the things I had tried first on Zoey. Sam’s pussy got wetter than Zoey’s pussy did. I can’t say she “gushed” because I met other women who gush, but she was wet enough that I felt coated in pussy and I decided I liked it. I fingered her pussy, too, and when I started doing that, she started coming. Like before, Sam was really loud. “Fuck yes! Do it, Katie! Eat me! Eat me, Katie! Eeeeeat meeeee!” She bucked when she came and though I wished she wasn’t so loud, I still felt really accomplished making her orgasm like that. “My turn,” she said as soon as her orgasm had passed.
Sam was bigger than Zoey, taller and maybe a bit heavier because Zoey is really petite. Sam sat up and sort of pushed me backwards. I laughed and went with it.
“I miss this so much,” she said, kissing my lips before skipping right to my tits. She bit at my nipple and I guess I winced or jerked or something. “Too hard?” she asked.
“No, it’s okay,” I said because it did feel good, it was just unexpected. Zoey didn’t bite. Sam did. I guess it’s good thing I like to sort of rough on my nipples sometimes.
“I want this pussy,” Sam said, cupping my pussy and speaking as she kissed down my stomach. It took her three kisses before she was on her stomach and between my legs. We had been in this position before. Last time, Zoey had been sitting in my desk chair and watching. Glancing at the empty chair reminded me this wasn’t about Zoey and me, it was about me and Sam. I focused on watching Sam. “Fuck, your pussy tastes so good,” she purred between licks. “I want to eat this pussy for days.” She licked me everywhere and it felt good because she knew what she was doing. It wasn’t like when a guy licks everywhere hoping to get lucky. This was a woman who knew what she was doing and I was unwilling to stop her. She circled around my clit and that was sort of the magic motion for her to make because it was close to how I do it when I masturbate. However I reacted, she caught it. “Ooo, you like it like that?” she said as if she had found my secret. She went in a circle around my clit again and again. I squirmed beneath her and was felt helpless as my orgasm bubbled up inside of me and I came with a long, satisfying orgasm.
Sam tried to keep going, but I pulled her up and into my arms. Part of me felt as if I was betraying Zoey by holding another woman, but another part of me didn’t care. The part that didn’t care was bigger. After all, Zoey had set-up this meeting. That meant she wanted it to happen, right? Instead, I focused on how it felt to hold another woman in my arms. I focused on it felt to feel her bare breasts squished against my bare breasts. I enjoyed the difference in kisses. I admired her pretty, oval shaped face, high cheekbones and sweet lips. I brushed a lock of curly ginger hair away from her face. “Have you been with a lot of girls?” I asked.
“Three girls, but not all at once,” she said. She told stories I won’t repeat here about her first time with a cousin of hers. Then her second girlfriend was a girl she knew in school and how they sort of dared each other into doing stuff. “We did it a lot and liked it, but she always felt funny about doing it.” I nodded because I think I understood how she might have felt. I asked about the third girl and Sam laughed. I liked the way her breasts moved against me when she did. “I seduced the fuck out that girl.” It almost sounded as if she stalked the girl, but I guess that wasn’t what really happened, but she told me how it took a while for the girl to kiss her and then to let more happen until finally they were doing everything. “And I do mean, everything,” she said. I didn’t ask what that meant. She asked me how Zoey and I got together.
“We’re not really together,” I said, reminding her and myself how Zoey and I weren’t really a couple. I told her how I caught her masturbating without realizing that I was saying that Zoey was my suitemate.
“You mean she’s next door?”
I nodded, worried that I just made a big mistake. Instead, Sam took it in a different direction.
“So you two can do it anytime you want?”
“Well, if our roommates aren’t around, yeah,” I said, still wondering how that was going to work out.
“You should trade roommates,” Sam suggested, making the obvious suggestion.
“Yeah, we talked about that. Maybe, I don’t know.” I didn’t feel like trying to explain everything to her. Instead, I kissed her again and played with one of her boobs and that was enough to change the topic.
“You’re really good at eating pussy,” she purred. I think she meant that as a compliment but it felt like a weird one. “And it was really hot when you ate my ass. I thought I was the only person into that.”
“Zoey likes it a lot,” I said, deflecting. “She said she likes it up the butt.” Once again, I hated that I was saying too much, but fuck it. I mean, Zoey pushed us together, so why was I trying to be so careful? It wasn’t as if Zoey didn’t have sex with Sam, too, you know?
“Wow, me too! I mean, I’ve only done it a couple of times with this one guy I was dating, but I’ve done it lots of time to myself.”
“Zoey was doing that when I caught her masturbating,” I said, giggling. I guess I was still feeling a bit bad about saying so much about Zoey and so I said the rest, too. “She was the first person do to anything like that me.”
“Did you like it?”
“Sort of,” I hedged.
“So that’s what she meant about you being in training,” Sam said with a big, happy smile on her face. “I want to eat your ass.” She started sliding down my body. I tried to stop her.
“Maybe we can …,” I tried, unsure what else to say. It didn’t matter. Sam wasn’t stopping.
“Trust me, you’ll like it. I made my girlfriend love it and I can make you like it, too.” Sam was trying to roll me over on my stomach.
I didn’t know what else to do. Sam was one of those loud people who always seem to get their way because their either first to make a suggestion or loudest or whatever. Without knowing why I was doing it (aside from it being easier to go along than try to fight her), I allowed her to roll me on my stomach. I was lying flat on the bed and Sam was stretched out behind me. In a lot of ways, we were laying the same way as if she was going to eat my pussy except I was on my stomach instead of my back.
“Give me this,” she said, pulling up on my hips and I moved with her, poking my ass up in the air. I felt silly. I think if I was with a man I would have felt different except I wasn’t with a man. Like she had done with Zoey this afternoon, Sam buried her face between my buttcheeks and started licking me. I didn’t miss that she was doing to me what I had done to her earlier that afternoon.
Okay, I’ll admit it, it felt good. It was different. Sam wasn’t the first person to lick me there, because Zoey had done it, but Sam did it with more intensity. In a way, it felt as if she was doing all the right things, but in the wrong spot. Then she started playing with my pussy, too, and everything she was doing behind me felt that much better. “I wish I had a toy,” she said before she put a finger inside of me. That was a sensation that felt sort of familiar. Even when she added a second finger, it felt good because it was something Zoey had done. And I’ll admit it, I did come again and it’s hard for me to say I didn’t like having an orgasm because I did. “Good, right?” she asked.
“Yeah,” I said though I think she was more excited about doing it than I was about receiving it.
“Want to do me again?”
“Can I just go down on you regular?”
“If you want,” she said and it looked as if she was trying to put a happy face over a sad face.
“I can use my fingers back there if you want,” I offered.
“Yeah, that would be really good,” she said, looking happier. So I pushed her against my pillows and went down on her. While I ate her pussy, I fingered her butt like I had done with Zoey. I guess I did a good job and I guess she liked it, a lot, because she got really loud again. It’s hard to tell with Sam, because she always got loud. I can’t say I liked fingering her butt as much as I enjoyed licking her pussy because that would be a lie, except I didn’t mind putting my fingers up her butt.
Anyway, after that orgasm of hers, I said something about it getting late, that I was tired and that my roommate would be home soon.
“Yeah, I should probably go,” Sam said, as if leaving was magically her idea. I smiled. We kissed, got dressed, kissed again and she was gone.
Extracted from Zoey and Me Ch. 04 by HereKumsKatie on Literotica.com
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