14 comments/ 45187 views/ 18 favorites Her Naked Truth By: xelliebabex Authors Note: This is my nude day submission for this year. I hope you enjoy it, though it is not in one of my usual categories. Thank you very much to Veekay, whose help I would be lost without. I very much appreciate your proofreading/editing skills. "My husband's idea of foreplay is coming out of the bathroom after his shower, shaking his cock at me and saying, "How 'bout it babe," Roxanne laughed. "I swear that man would be happier if clothes had never been invented, he has his party piece out and proud at any opportunity." Her friends were all laughing hysterically at this point. "His party piece!" Elaine exclaimed, "That's priceless." "Well it sure beats Peter Perfect and the gruesome twosome," Beth gasped for air between fits of laughter. "I'll go get us another round of drinks," Julia said and stood up to head to the bar. It wasn't that she was a prude exactly but the ribald talk around the table made her uncomfortable. Each woman was around forty and had been friends with the others since college. They got together every three months or so, no matter what else was happening in their lives and had done for almost twenty years. These get togethers generally involved a gossip and bitch session about their lives including careers, homes, life in general and inevitably their sex lives. She had always been the quieter member of their group, she wasn't really sure how she actually became included with them in college. She was never part of the popular crowd growing up and had become more of a loner through high school, but these girls had just seemed to adopt her in college and she became part of their circle of friends without even trying. She was that friend who was fixed up on blind dates because one of her prettier friends refused to go out with a guy unless they double dated by bringing someone for Julia. She was tall and big boned, which intimidated most guys. She was sporty and smart which meant that she did not really belong in any clique until she met the girls who became her lifelong friends. Having lunch at the cafeteria or in the quad, one or more would come and sit with her and talk about a class they had together. Within the first year of college the small initial group became this larger group of ten women. During college she had been fixed up, made over and beautified in some way by each of the girls she called friends. It was years later though when working as an orthopaedic physiotherapist she began treating an injured football player for a repetitive muscle strain that she came into her own sense of self. Having a belief in homeopathic remedies in conjunction with therapy, the client recovered quickly with a stronger joint than he had enjoyed in months. He invited her to games, then parties and eventually on more intimate dates. He was taller, broader and larger than she was in every way and he made her feel truly feminine for the first time in her life. She began to dress with more care and wear make up more often and used all those make over tools her friends had tried to teach her. She smiled thinking of him as she carried the pitchers of Margaritas back to the table. Paula waved her over to the free seat beside her, it was a constant game of musical chairs when the girls got together. Pouring them both a drink Paula asked, "And how are you and that magnificently fine husband of yours?" "We are wonderful, as always." Julia blushed. "And what did you have to promise to get away from home this weekend?" Paula grinned knowing Julia always had to promise her husband something in return for being left to his own devices for a weekend. "His parents place for a week." Julia made a face but grinned at Paula's expression of mock outrage. "Oh yeah, poor you having to deal with that island life for a whole week." Paula teased. "Oh like you can talk! What did you have to promise to get away from your brood of kids?" Julia laughed. "I sent them to thes for a week!" Paula laughed uproariously drawing looks from the other women who joined in the conversation. "You should try that next time," Paula murmured to Julia, "We could spend a whole week catching up then." Julia looked at Paula with a smile and an imperceptible nod of her head, then listened to Roxanne laughing that her husband gave her extra spending money to make sure she went and left him to his marathon poker game he had planned with his mates. Julia has always felt a special closeness with Paula. She had been the first real friend Julia had made at college, they had remained in close contact after college and had each been the maid of honour at each other's weddings. "When are you going to his parents?" Paula asked. "Oh not 'til the end of the month probably, he still needs to organise the time off from the store," Julia laughed, "they're always pretty busy this time of year." Once he had retired football her husband, Cam, had bought into a sporting good franchise with his best friend and summer was always the busiest time of year for them. "You should get your mother to look after the little one for you and spend an extra few days with me after the weekend. I mean if Cam is going to be busy and probably working late anyway," she poured them both another drink from the rapidly diminishing pitcher. "We used to be so close and we barely see each other anymore, what with the kids and everything." Julia got the idea that Paula needed a friend at that moment, looking into her eyes and taking her hand she asked seriously, "Is everything all right? You sound sort of strained." Paula shook her head slightly and lifted her glass draining it. "I'll ring mum in the morning and see what she says, okay?" Paula smiled and poured another drink. As the night wore on the women got drunker and men came and went from their table as they tried their luck with one or more of them. Julia didn't worry about not being approached by men anymore; she had found the man for her. Instead she laughed with the others as Roxanne, Elaine and Paula fended off the unwanted advances. The three women had become even more beautiful with age and Julia had no doubt that they turned heads everywhere they went in their everyday lives. The women staggered home together in the small hours of the morning, to the house they had rented for the weekend. It was close to the campus of the college they all had once attended. The house was a large rambling building filled with pokey rooms used during the school year for student accommodation. With six bedrooms though and limited space for fold-out beds many of the women chose to share, having agreed to it earlier and being too drunk at this stage of the night to care. Julia woke up as the sun streamed into the window from a height that told her it was late. Beside her in the bed lay the naked and beautiful Paula who had slung her arm and leg over Julia during the night, her head resting on her left breast. Trying to move as gently as possible she attempted to roll Paula off her but instead the sleeping Paula had held to her tighter and mumbled something incomprehensible. "Paula, I have to get up," she tried again and pried Paula's arm from her body. Finally freeing herself she stood up from the bed and pulled on a long shirt over her underwear before padding out to the bathroom. While the other women had no problem parading around the house in their underwear Julia had residual body issues that made her self-conscious around them all. She wished it didn't matter to her so much anymore. Cam had reassured her over and over again that he loved her body, but she always felt awkward even now, almost twenty years after their college days. Heading back to the room to grab her phone, she looked at the naked form of her friend splayed out on the bed and blushed. She would never get used to seeing people naked. Even in her job with sportsmen and women of all ages she always made them wear a gown, or a sheet to cover them in some way as she gave them therapy. She had endured a highly repressive upbringing in a deeply religious household and that added to her own insecurities about how she looked, she understood why she had been labelled a prude by her friends. Anatomy class had almost killed her at college, she had been lucky to have had friends there with her to pull her through with their jokes and easy banter. Paula especially had helped her through those classes. Julia picked up her bag and took a last look at her sleeping friend, she was still perfect aside of the slight sag of her breasts that came with age and motherhood and some fine pink healing stretch marks that spider webbed out from her hips across her slightly rounded belly. "Enjoying the view?" Paula asked drowsily, barely opening her eyes and making Julia blush and look away quickly. "I was just grabbing my phone, I was going to call Mum and Cam to see if they minded if I stayed a little longer," she mumbled and exited the room hearing Paula's soft laugh follow her. Still blushing she walked out onto the sunny back deck wishing she had thought to put her sunglasses on. Each woman she passed was in some form of disarray as they nursed hangovers and large mugs of coffee. "It's so quiet here in summer, I don't think any of the houses around us are occupied," Elaine said, "You could sunbathe topless and no one would see." "You could," Roxanne said with a sly wink, "in fact I think I would like to see that." Elaine pulled off her shirt with a laugh and reclined in the chair she was sitting in on the back deck. Roxanne followed suit and looked at Julia, "Come on Julia get your shirt off you know you want to," she teased knowing full well that she never would. "I bet your tits are still awesome under that baggy shirt." "I think I will just find a quiet corner somewhere to make my call," she gave an embarrassed giggle and walked back inside. "You can use our room," Elaine called after her. "Thanks," she said over her shoulder and went back upstairs berating herself for still acting like a prude. She was married, she had a child, this shouldn't bother her so much, but it did and she couldn't help it. ***** Julia and Paula stood on the front porch waving as the last of their friends left for home. It had been a great weekend but unused to so much drinking and partying anymore, Julia was tired. Her mother had been happy to spend the extra time with her grandson and Cam had said he was fine because he could get some extra stuff done at work and make it easier for them to get away at the end of the month. Paula had been beyond happy when Julia had told her she could stay a few extra days, and had said that she had hoped she would and had gone ahead and booked the house for the week. "Let's go grab some supplies," Paula said enthusiastically, "I'll even cook you dinner tonight if you like." "Yeah okay, just let me grab my purse and we can go," Julia smiled. "I drove down so we have wheels," Paula called out, "I'll meet you out the front." They had been walking through the shopping aisles talking about what they liked and buying treats they normally wouldn't at home. They went past the laundry products and Julia gasped, "I just realised I haven't brought enough clothes for the extra days maybe I should pick up a small box of laundry powder and do some hand washing tonight." "Or just wear nothing, I won't mind," Paula grinned. "I can't do that!" She exclaimed, "I'm not Roxanne with the perfect fake boobs and ass." She stopped talking as Paula burst out laughing. "Well I never have been... you know..." "Julia you are one of the most gorgeous women I know, why do you put yourself down so much?" Paula shook her head. "Fine, get your detergent and we'll string up a line for you," she tossed a couple of packages of soft thin nylon laundry line into the small trolley. "I don't think we'll need that much," Julia laughed and went to reach for the packages but Paula stopped her. "I need some for home anyway and its two for one, see," she pointed to the tag on the shelf. "Pegs I guess too," she tossed a bag into the trolley, "now back to the food and drink situation." They picked up more food than they needed for a few days and stopped at the bottle shop to grab some wine and cocktail mixes. "If we get everything now we won't have to go out again for the few days we are here, we can just hang out and relax." "Sure," Julia agreed wondering yet again what was going on with her friend. "It will be good to catch up properly." They drove back to the house singing rock ballads with the windows wound down making the drivers of the passing cars look and snigger under their breath. Returning to the house they put on more music from the decade of their wild years and headed into the kitchen to make a pitcher from the fruit tingle cocktail mix they had purchased and make a salad to go with some barbequed chicken they had brought for dinner later. Then they went out onto the back deck to watch the setting sun. "So spill," Julia said into the quiet of the twilight. "What's going on with you?" "I've been going through some changes in the last couple of years and I guess want different things to what I wanted back in college," she paused to think about it for a minute and Julia watched her without commenting, just letting her say what she needed to. "That's probably not strictly true," she said thoughtfully. "It's more like I have always known but never thought I could do or have the things I want, you know?" "Yeah, I get that, in some ways" Julia agreed, "But I always thought you were so happy with Jett and the kids. I mean from the outside looking in you seem to have the life we all dreamed of having, rich, successful, two kids and a white picket fence. It was like you got everything you wanted in your life." "Yeah, I guess I did but I kept working wondering why it wasn't making me happy, thinking if I just worked a bit harder, or did a bit more, it would all come together. It never did but I carried on and did the things I needed to do for those I loved," she smiled, "I do love them in my own way, Jett and the kids. It was just never enough to make me feel complete." "Are you leaving Jett?" Julia asked, concern touching her voice. "No, well I don't think so, not right now anyway. He's been every understanding. Actually he felt there was something missing from his life as well. We have become closer as a result of my soul searching and being honest with him. We will always love and care about each other," she looked off into the distance, "he's a good man. I've been lucky to have married one of my best friends." "You always seem just the same as always when we have our girl's weekends," Julia laughed, "I never would have guessed that there was anything wrong or different until you asked me to stay last night. Have you tried talking to any of the other girls?" Julia knew she was as worldly as the others and was not the one that people came to for advice about this sort of stuff. "I haven't really stayed as connected with anyone as much as I have with you," she turned her head to look at Julia and reached out her hand grinning as the other woman took it. "You were always the best of us. The nicest and sweetest and most giving, I think you kept us all together through college. Whenever we had arguments there you were building bridges for us." She laughed at the surprise on Julia's face. "Oh don't give me that look, you were like Mary Poppins with that spoonful of sugar crap and always being so sweet, so prim and proper and genuinely caring," she laughed and saw the fleeting look of embarrassment cross Julia's face. "We loved you for that, all of us. You looked after us all and made sure we stayed... safe." She squeezed Julia's hand. "You make it sound like I mattered, but I just tagged along with you guys. I was never in your league, you and Roxy and Elaine were... are so beautiful everyone wanted to be your friends, they still do. I was that girl that became cool by proximity. I was trying to remember last night how I got to tag along with you guys," she laughed lightly. "First year, first class, I sat behind you and then when you got up to leave I was like wow, she is gorgeous and smart, so I followed you out into the quad and when you sat down at a table I sat with you and introduced myself. Then I think Angie joined us and over that first term we sort of gathered the rest of the girls." She considered for a moment, "I guess we started this group of ours but either way we're all still together despite our differences." They had gotten to the bottom of the pitcher and as she drained her glass Paula asked, "More of this or will we have a glass of wine with some food?" "Food sounds good," she said, "I'm still so tired after last night." "Yeah it was great seeing everyone, the time just seems to fly by and I for one am tired of wasting it," Paula walked into the kitchen and took the salad out of the refrigerator along with the barbecued chicken they had set aside for a light dinner. She opened a bottle of wine while Julia set the table for two. They reminisced over their college days as they ate. They recounted the horrible blind dates that Julia had gone on with Paula and the crushing heart breaks and failures that had occurred in both their lives. Paula kept topping up Julia's glass as they ate the light meal and by the time they had finished and cleaned up a little in the kitchen Julia was more than a little drunk and she let Paula help her into bed. Laughing together Paula helped her undress, as she stumbled and fell onto the soft mattress. "I didn't think I drank that much," Julia slurred as Paula yanked off the jeans she had been wearing, taking her underwear with them. "God, you are so beautiful," Paula whispered, her fingers trailing up the naked legs of the object of her desire. "Just relax and let me look after you, beautiful," she purred seductively. She slid up Julia's body and murmured soft purring noises in her ear as she removed her bra. Julia's breathing had slowed and deepened as sleep over took her and Paula allowed her desire to come to the surface tracing the contours of the beautiful Amazon she had been in love with for forever. She smiled, the next few days were going to be wonderful she just had to slow down her own sense of urgency and bring Julia to the full understanding of what their relationship was about to become. Reminding herself that there would be more than enough time to play, she stroked her hands over the amazing body of the woman she wanted to make her lover one last time and got up from the bed to do what needed to be done. She started by packing all the clothes they had each brought into the small luggage bags and took them to the room where she could lock the door from the outside. Then she went from room to room removing all the linen and quilts from the beds. Finally she removed all but a few small hand towels in the bathroom and kitchen. Finally she took Julia's phone from her bag and hid it where she could get to it for the daily phone calls home without unlocking the room containing their belongings. This was never going to be an easy seduction for either of them but Paula was determined to show her prudish friend just how good sex could be, with the right partner of course. Julia had still been a virgin when she got married. Always so shy and insecure about her height and firm muscular build she had never believed boys truly wanted her, so when it came to the wedding night it was Paula as her maid of honour, that she had confided in. Over the years they had talked about sex often and Paula knew that Julia's husband was a selfish lover who obviously had little to no idea about pleasing women. She on the other hand knew a lot. She had spent the last few years indulging her secret desires discreetly. It was a far different world these days to when they were in college and far more accepting of sexual preference, but twenty years ago to be a lesbian was to be a dyke, a masculine woman with sort hair and hairy legs. Lipstick lesbians, which she identified with, were not seen let alone heard about in mainstream culture. Her Naked Truth She had been quite petite as a young woman but with children came more curves and she was now what people would consider average, if a little on the short side. She had married up into a wealthy family and had a career that skyrocketed early because she was a power junkie. She filled her life with achieving goals and revelling in the power each success gave her. Even in her family, it was her that made the big decisions, though she may have discussed it or listened to arguments, ultimately she held the power and that was how she liked it. She stripped her own clothes off and locked the door to the storage room one last time and hid the key with Julia's phone. Pleased with how quickly she had done that, she walked back into the bedroom where Julia lay sleeping and smiled, she would try to make her see how good they could be together gently but she admitted that she would quite enjoy overpowering the sexy goddess she had lusted after for so many years, if that was how it needed to be to make her understand. Being summer and quite hot there were no blankets or linens in this room either except for the base sheet that was tied to the bed. Paula moved onto the bed and rolled Julia to her back. In the moonlight she could see the luscious curves and the rising and falling of her breasts as she breathed deeply in sleep. Unable to help herself she leaned over and took a nipple into her mouth, tonguing it until it hardened and stood out in glistening beauty in the moonlight. "So fucking sexy," she murmured out loud and laid her head on Julia's ample breast while fitting her body to the curves along Julia's side. She was horny and could easily have rubbed one out but now that she had what she desired here beside her she wanted her next orgasm to be with Julia. She closed her eyes willing herself to sleep but barely dosing through the rest of the night as every movement Julia made, roused her from her dreaming. ***** Julia woke in a sleepy flog to the most delicious sensations emanating from her pussy. Thinking herself still asleep and having one of the dreams that plagued her through college and her early adult life, she lowered her hand to help herself along only to encounter the soft hair of Paula beneath her fingers. She squealed and rolled away landing with a bump on the floor. "Come back up here," Paula grinned at her with a shiny face, "I know you were enjoying it." "Paula... I... We can't do... this..." Julia was mortified. "Of course we can, who's going to stop us?" she slid from the bed onto the floor beside Julia. "I love you, you love me, what could be more natural than sharing an intimate moment together. You weren't so shy last night when we went to bed," she lied. "Oh God, what did we do? I was so tired, so drunk..." she looked up at the other woman with wide worried eyes. "Nothing we hadn't thought about doing for years," Paula smiled and leaned forward, brushing her lips against the frozen mouth of Julia. "You told me last night about the dreams, I have them too," she was using an informed guess but enjoyed the look of surprise on Julia's face rather than the immediate denial. "No one will ever know, it will be our little secret I promise, come back to bed gorgeous and we'll finish what we started last night." She kissed her properly then snaking her tongue past Julia's resistant lips and feeling her give way beneath the passionate kiss. Emboldened by Julia's seeming acceptance of what was happening Paula lifted her hands to cup Julia's breasts and roll her thumbs over the hard nipples. As if slapped from a daze Julia pushed her away forcefully. She swung around searching the room for clothes or a sheet or something to cover herself with. "We... we can't... I'm married, I love Cam, my family. This is just..." she stammered unsteadily her mind racing, "...wrong." "Shh, it's okay. I'm married too. There is no reason for anyone but us to know. We talked about this last night," she reached out to stroke her cheek and smiled, "You're amazing, and I just want to show you how much better our friendship can become now that we have taken this next step." "I didn't, we didn't... I don't remember," she shook her head recalling vivid images of Paula undressing her and putting her to bed, "Did we?" "Oh yeah and it was incredible. Just like I always dreamed it could be between us. Relax honey, everything is just as it was meant to be. We'll have some fun and a whole lot of pleasure for a few days and then we will go home to our families, just like we have always done." She had moved closer again as she spoke in soothing tones. "I wouldn't have done that, told you those things," Julia whispered still trying to make sense of what her friend was telling her. "How else would I know honey? If it helps, you didn't start the conversation, I did. I have always had such a girl crush on you. You're even more beautiful now than when we were in college, it was so natural our attraction and love. Please Julia, don't do this, last night meant so much to me, I can't go back to being just friends now. The rejection would kill me," she said purposely being over dramatic her eyes becoming glassy as she tilted Julia's face up to look into her eyes. "Can we just talk about it over breakfast?" Julia continued to try and convince herself that this wasn't happening but as Paula leaned in and kissed her again, the softness of her lips and insistent tongue told her there was something more between them now and she was torn between wanting what Paula was offering and wanting to run home to her husband and child, to her safe repressed existence. "It's not my first choice of things to do right now," Paula cooed softly, "but if you insist on breakfast and talking I guess we can do that... first." She gave Julia a sexy smile and stood up offering a hand to help her up. "You can stop looking, all your clothes are in the wash, I put on a load before we went to bed last night. Plus I love your body, I don't know why you hide it behind such baggy clothes, the next time we get together we are going to go shopping," Paula laughed and led the blushing woman out to the kitchen. "I can't walk around like this all day," Julia was mortified. "Why not, who will see you except me? And trust me I am loving what I see," she winked at her making her blush even deeper. "Now what would you like, coffee, tea or me?" She shimmied her shoulders shaking her tits at Julia and enjoying her discomfort almost as much as she was the idea of fucking her gorgeous body. "Coffee," Julia whispered feeling uncomfortable on every level. "I thought you were having problems at home, that you needed me to stay and..." "I do need you. I need this, need us to be together, so very badly. It's all I have been able to think about for the last couple of years since I started exploring this side of my sexuality," Paula explained. "The first woman I ever had an affair with even looked like you a little bit." "What about Jett and the kids," Julia was incredulous at the cavalier way Paula spoke about having an affair. "Jett and I love each other, we are best friends. I told him everything and surprisingly he was relieved. He didn't want me fucking another guy but a girl was fine by him, talk about double standards," she let out a laugh, "so I gave him the same deal and as long as we are discrete, there is no harm, no foul. We give each other the time and space when we need it to pursue our desires and you my lovely gorgeous friend are something I have desired for a very long time." "Maybe I will go put that laundry in the dryer," Julia shivered in discomfort not only of her nudity but her friend's words. "No," Paula said sharply. "Sit down, you wanted breakfast and a talk, that is what we are having." The tone of her voice jolted Julia from the stupor she had been in and her guilt and anger rose up as she stood and stared at the woman she considered to be her oldest and closest friend. "This isn't college Paula. You can't just stamp your foot and boss me around anymore. I grew up a long time ago. I'm married. I have a career and child. I am not your lap dog who will just go along with whatever you say any more," she continued to stare at her friend with anger in her eyes. "You promised me three days," Paula said in a calm voice, "we talked about what this meant to both of us, last night. Can't you remember it at all?" She continued the lie in an effort to prey on Julia's faulty memory of the night before. "We love each other and you promised to try and be more open with me. It's why we locked out bags away and hid each other's phones. Try and remember honey, we were so amazing together." There was a pleading in her voice and her eyes had become teary in her desperation. "You hid my phone! I need to call Danny every day, and Cam," there was panic in her voice. "Of course you can, tonight you can call them both, but we need to make time for our passion and desires. We need to make time for us. We wanted it this way," Paula made the lie sound so reasonable the Julia became muddled. She had fought her attraction to her friends all through college thinking it was just her naivety and virginity that made her look at them in ways she knew they would never look at her, made her dream about them. Now here she was so many years later with Paula telling her that she had felt the same way. "You can't force me to stay here," she said reluctantly. "You have no clothes, no money, no phone. What are you going to do, run naked into the street and cry rape? By the time the police got here, the house would be back to normal and I would be sobbing in a corner because of the fight I had with my secret lover. Imagine how Cam will react to that. Or better yet your uptight catholic mother, the scandal may just kill her," She gave Julia a pitying look. "This all could have gone so differently," Paula sighed, "if you had just admitted that you want this as much as I do, but I can see that I will have to make you understand that you are mine now." Paula walked with deliberate steps over to stand in front of the dumb struck Julia. "No clothes, no freedoms and you will do exactly as I say for the entire time we are here. Or I am afraid the scandal that will rock your nice safe little world will be so big you will never recover from it. Do you understand?" She waited for Julia to nod before she reached out and took one of her nipples between her fingers and pinched it eliciting a squeak and a look of shock. "Good now come and make us both breakfast. Let's forget this silliness and enjoy being here in our little love-nest," she said cheerily and went to sit at the bench to watch as Julia went into the kitchen and began to make pancakes. Paula was actually more than pleased with how the morning had gone so far. She liked wielding power over those in her life. She was a queen bee and she could be very loving and generous but she could also sting those that deviated from her plans for them. Paula talked as they ate reiterating everything she had already said. Her desire and love for her friend since their days in college together. As well as continuing the lie about Julia's obvious happy reciprocation of those feelings the night before, and how much pleasure they could and would give each other over the following days. "You were always such a prude at college but you were so fucking sexy when you didn't hide behind all those baggy clothes," she patted Julia's still firm ass. "You don't have to be that way here with me, just pretend we are back in college and all your dreams are coming true." "It's a lot to take in, you know?" Julia said softly not seeing that she had much choice but to play the game or suffer the consequences. Paula had been right about that, her life as she knew it would be over if a scandal like this came out. Her mother's church group, misguided as they were, often held prayer circles for homosexuals and lesbians. Her husband preferred to believe there was something very wrong with the mental capacity of anyone like that. They all came from an era before the world embraced gay rights and their small town mentality wouldn't allow them to accept it now. "Come on honey, once you remember how good you felt, you won't be so anxious," she went to stand behind Julia tilting her head up to coo into her ear. "Just relax," her voice was barely above a whisper as she stood on her toes and lightly flicked her tongue at her earlobe. Julia felt her heart begin to race and turned to face Paula, who lead her back into the bedroom to sit on the bed, facing each other. Pulling Julia closer Paula kissed her demanding more and more as the kiss deepened taking her breath away with its passion and heat. She couldn't help but kiss her back and closed her eyes as the darting snake-like tongue curled around her own in a sensual dance like no other kiss Julia could remember. Her head was spinning and she knew she shouldn't be here doing this but as arms curled about her waist pulling her forcefully into the kisses. physically she found the soft touch of breast upon breast more arousing than distasteful and she let out a small murmuring noise. "That's my girl," Paula grinned lasciviously holding her close, their breasts still pressed against each other. Her hands dropped lower smoothing over her hips as she began another long slow delicious kiss. She repositioned herself so that her thigh slid between Julia's until her knee rubbed against her pussy and she felt her stiffen in anxiety. The whole encounter felt like a dream to Julia, a young girl's dream that she was revisiting. Her legs trembled against the pressure of Paula's thigh and knee and despite herself she knew she was becoming wet and excited by the lewdness of it all. "I am going to lick you like an ice-cream cone." Paula stated with a commanding edge to her voice. "And you are going to love every bit of it, my Amazon goddess." She nibbled down her neck and across the lightly freckled shoulder. Her hands reached to cup her breasts and she lowered her head to suck greedily on a pert pink nipple. She took her time paying equal attention to each breast tasting, licking, sucking and even gently biting at the now hard pink nubs. "Oh m-y-y-y," the last syllable was drawn out as Julia moaned softly. It felt like a swarm of fluttering butterflies had invaded not only her stomach but her whole body. The feeling of the knee pushing and rubbing at her pussy seemed to send jolts between the tantalising mouth on her breasts and the increasingly wet apex between her legs. "Just relax," Paula cooed, "Lie back and enjoy the ride." She placed a firm hand on Julia's shoulder and helped her to settle back onto the bed before she met her lips again in a deep kiss filled with urgency rather than the long passionate kisses from minutes before. Julia felt the change in tempo which only added to the tingling, fluttering feelings that filled her. Paula began kissing down her body once again, licking, sucking and biting less gently over her breasts as she moved slowly lower forcing her legs apart with her own body as she moved. Julia wrapped an arm across her eyes, "This is so wrong," she breathed almost silently trying to deny what she was feeling. Paula smiled to herself. She could smell Julia's arousal as she lay almost motionless below her, soft, warm and naked. She knew Julia was hers even if she didn't know it herself yet. Paula had always felt so fragile, even weak during sex with men, but here in this moment with this woman she felt strong and powerful. She kissed low on her belly reaching up to take handfuls of her luscious breasts, her fingers seeking out the sensitive nipples to pinch them just to hear Julia whimper. The answering sounds making Paula want to fuck her so hard she would scream for her in pleasure. That kind of pleasure she had always been given, now she wanted to take it, her own arousal grew as she pinched again and felt the body beneath her quiver. Bringing both of her hands down and placing them on Julia's inner thighs pushing them further apart, she took a long swipe with her tongue across the plain of her pussy. "Paula! Stop!" Her voice was breathless and almost girlish in Paula's ears and she dug her nails into Julia's thighs slightly as she lapped at her pussy. Her tongue sought out the sensitive nub that would give her so much pleasure. She rolled her tongue around it before fluttering over the top, feeling Julia's legs tremble in response. Her resistance now a weak show of denial, as Paula continued to play with her clit and lowered one hand to the source of all that gooey goodness. "Paula!" Julia cried weakly again as she felt two fingers slide into her pussy and begin to pump in and out slowly. "Mmhmm," she buzzed over Julia's clit in response and curled her fingers forward stroking along the ridged inner wall of her pussy making her buck and flail, the long nails scratching within causing pleasurable pain and making her groan louder. She kept up her assault on Julia's pussy and was rewarded within minutes by a loud thrashing orgasm. It took all her strength to hold Julia's hips in place and continue to lap at the musky cum. "Well, well, well aren't we the naughty one," Paula crooned once the orgasm had subside and she had licked her pussy clean. She crawled up Julia's body and kissed her letting her taste herself and grinned down at the glassy eyed woman. "Admit you loved it, that it was better with me than anyone else. Ask me to fuck you and make you scream with pleasure, you know you want it," Paula taunted the still shaking woman. "Beg me to fuck you like no man ever could." Julia was in a daze. Cam didn't like giving oral sex and had only tried it once or twice on special occasions. Her body was on fire and needed more of what ever that was. She had never had a real orgasm before now she realised. She had thought she had but in comparison what she had felt during sex with Cam was nothing. She licked her lips tasting the residue of Paula's kiss and fighting her conflicting emotions as Paula's words taunted her. She did want more, she did want Paula to fuck her, she felt so vulnerable and fragile despite the disparity in their sizes, but she couldn't bring herself to say the words, the rational side of her brain that had gone to hide in a corner murmured that it was wrong, so wrong but her body sung once more as Paula lowered her head to suck greedily on her nipple again. "Yes," she finally whispered, shame and humiliation sweeping over her. "Yes, I want it." Small teeth bit into her nipple causing her to cry out softly. Paula raised her head and smiled strangely, "No my love, ask me to fuck you. Beg me to fuck you as only I can, the way you need to be fucked," she rolled to the side and smacked Julia's pussy, her fingers delving into the folds to tease at the oversensitive clit there. "You know I can give you so much pleasure, ask me for what you need." Paula watched the different shades of emotion colour Julia's face with pleasure, she was so fucking horny, she knew she would take Julia every which way whether she begged for it or not, but the power hungry ego within her wanted to hear her beg for it. Now that Julia had finally admitted out loud that she wanted it all, holding back on Paula's part was gone. "I can't," Julia almost cried in frustration as Paula continued to suckle at a nipple and tease her clit. Lifting her head and looking into Julia's eyes momentarily Paula knew she had won the battle and that the words would come soon enough. She kissed her new lover deeply and passionately swallowing the small moans of pleasure. "Don't worry my love, I am going to fuck you and eat you and lick you all over for days. Sex with anyone but me will never satisfy you again," she stopped short of saying her husband's name but they both knew who she meant. "Close your eyes and relax," she cooed into her ear, "I'm going to make you feel so good." She smiled as Julia instantly shut her eyes as if on command. She was perfect. Her Naked Truth She pulled the strangely shaped hard pink dildo from the head of the bed and fingered the bulbous head lovingly. The large egg side of the undulating shape wedged inside her own pussy and a wonderful line of bumpy ridges curved up and over her clit before extending out into a tapering mass that looked less like an actual cock and more like a battering ram. Kissing the succulent lips and enjoying the reciprocation in Julia's kisses she positioned herself between her lover's legs. Then with her mouth devouring Julia's, Paula plunged into her hard and deep without any warning, savoring the cries of shock tinged with pain. She slid in and out of her awkwardly at this angle, their thighs rubbing against one another. Unable to help herself she bit the soft lower lip of her lover to hear that sound again as she began to slowly move in and out of her, her own pussy spasming around the delightful buzzing of its intruder. To her surprise Julia's hand came up to cup her face and deepen this kiss once more adding to her arousal but Paula hadn't expected her to give in so soon. She had wanted to take her virtue, her incorruptibility, she wanted Julia to become a slave to her desires and she knew this was only the first small step to having her in the way she really wanted. Paula took her hands and held them above her head as she began to fuck her harder and faster. Her own breasts were bouncing and knocking against Julia's creating wonderful sensation for her. She opened her eyes and looked up at Paula her gaze laced with both arousal and fear. That was exactly what Julia needed and loved and gave her the power she so craved over Julia. She hadn't wanted her to just give in she wanted to overcome her. Triumph over her reluctance, know that Julia both craved and was afraid of the pleasure she was receiving and what it meant for her future. "You are mine now, so very mine," her voice was husky with heat and desire, and she thrust hard up into Julia's pussy making her gasp pleasurably. She took the hands she had been holding above Julia's head and placed them on her own breasts. If she wanted to become an active participant in her own debauching then it would be on Paula's terms. She kept her hands over the top of Julia's and forced her to explore the soft flesh and tease at the hard long nipples eventually bending over and lifting Julia's head to feed her one of the pink nubs. "Oh yeah, just like that." Paula moaned as Julia rolled her tongue between sucking on the sensitive hard pink bud and she ground her hips making the dildo that locked them together move in delicious slow circles. "Please fuck me again," it was barely a whisper but Paula smiled wickedly at the colour filled face of Julia, knowing it had cost her a lot to say those words. Deciding to push her further, she withdrew the dildo from her lover and ordered her to move down to the edge of the bed. Julia moved warily lying back with her legs dangling from the edge of the bed while Paula came to stand in front of her. Paula lifted each leg bending it at the knee and placing the foot close to her ass, then she pushed her knees outward exposing the whole plain of her lover's pussy to her view. "So fucking sexy," she smacked the deliciously wet pussy hard then moved to plunge into her once more, fucking hard and fast revelling in the cries of pain and pleasure Julia was making. The egg vibrating and buffeting against the walls of her own hot pussy Paula felt the tell-tale signs of her beginning orgasm and lowered a hand to rub and tease at Julia's clit. She ploughed until she was sure of her impending orgasm then pinched and twisted the slippery nub of flesh making Julia scream out her painful orgasm and thrash on the bed. The scream was all Paula needed to tip over the edge herself into oblivion and she collapsed forward onto of her lover moaning in a low tone and gasping for air. Paula carefully removed the dildo placing it on the bed beside Julia's head and kissed her softly but deeply. "You're mine now," she murmured turning her head towards the bright pink toy, pressing the shiny wet egg against Julia's lips. "Get to know that taste, it is me and you will not only come to love it but crave it." Paula watched intently as Julia's tongue tentatively licked out once. "I can give you so much pleasure, if you accept that for now and forever, you are mine to lick and suck and fuck and ultimately love." "Clean it with your tongue my love, really taste it," Paula sat up and straddled Julia's body in a position of power and fed her the toy. Her eyes glued to her face as she struggled to take the large egg into her mouth. Horny but satisfied she placed the toy across her tits and crooned, "Now close your eyes and rest for a few minutes." Once again Julia closed her eyes on command and Paula smiled, this was almost too easy but just in case she wanted some extra leverage, especially if she wanted to take it as far as she had dreamed of it being. Retrieving her camera silently, she stood at the edge of the bed and took photo's silently of the wet and glossy cum soaked pussy of her lover as she lay with a double dildo resting on her beasts. "So fucking sexy," she murmured and a slow smile curled the corners of Julia's mouth and her eyes flicked open to look up at Paula who was poised to take another photo. "No," she squealed flailing her hands in an attempt to cover herself. "Oh don't be silly, I just fucked you until you screamed and now you get shy?" Paula laughed and flopped onto the bed beside her. "You're gorgeous and I just want a few reminders of just how wonderful our first time together was, that's all. No one will ever see them, as long as you keep making me happy." Julia looked at Paula in horror realising exactly what she was saying, "Oh God, what have I done?" "Well you have made me the happiest woman in the world this morning," Paula smiled enjoying her moment "and I am sure you will do everything you can to keep it that way." She leaned forward to kiss Julia who stared at her frozen in shock. "You loved it, you even begged me to keep fucking you. You know you want this as much as I do. So you have nothing to worry about, do you? It will be our secret holiday and then you can go back to your boring family and pretend that you are happy with your normal boring suburban life." Julia spent the rest of the day learning what it meant to make Paula happy. She had listened carefully as Paula showed her how to clean and maintain the dildo they had and would use often. That would be her job now as would all the menial tasks of cooking and cleaning. Paula seemed to delight in Julia's obvious discomfort at remaining nude, constantly commenting on her body and touching her in the most intimate of ways, keeping her on edge and horny often leading into small pleasurable moments in which Paula began to teach Julia how to make her truly happy. As the afternoon sun hit the horizon Paula led Julia out on the back deck. Unable to help herself her head swivelled around in panic that she would be seen by neighbours or passers-by. "You have nothing to worry about," Paula rolled her eyes. "You have a fabulous figure, just looking at you makes me hot for more of it." She laughed as the colour crept back into Julia cheeks. "My god you're so adorably sexy when you blush, now come sit with me." Paula reclined on a sun lounger and moved her legs to the side so Julia could sit on the bottom of it beside her and then pulled her down into a soft embrace and kissed her. "This is perfect," she said softly having manoeuvred so they were lying intertwined on the one sun lounger as the sky darkened above them on the sultry summer night. "Just perfect, you have made me happier today than I have ever felt." Her fingers played idly with one of Julia's nipples. "I always knew it could be this good between us." Julia said nothing, guilt and shamed warred with the feelings of arousal she felt in the arms of her long-time friend and new lover. Moments before she had brought Paula to a screaming orgasm, as she learned more about how to make her happy. She had felt some small pride in being able to do that when she had never even seen another woman's pussy before let alone licked, sucked or finger fucked it. She admitted that she had liked it, the musky scent and taste appealed to her and Paula had encouraged her to masturbate with her free hand so they could cum together. She just found it so hard to reconcile the feelings she had during the acts with the guilt and shame that washed over her afterwards fuelled by Paula's constant taunting remarks. It was as if she got off as much on Julia's humiliation as she did during the acts themselves. Each time Julia found herself feeling an intimate bond with her lover after coming down from her orgasmic high, Paula would impress upon her that it was she that was in control and that Julia now belonged to her. It had only been one day but she could feel the truth of the words like chains becoming tighter around her each time she said it. Paula's caresses were becoming more insistent as they lay there and Julia looked up into her eyes seeing the heated look that usually preceded another round of fucking, her pussy ached from the amount of use it had received today and she hoped this quiet moment would go on a little longer. "What would you like to eat tonight? I guess I should start making something," she smiled. "You," Paula smiled and kissed her, "I just can't get enough of you. I guess we should eat though. Let's go see what we have, yesterday seems a lifetime ago doesn't it." Julia nodded and mumbled her agreement as they stood up and walked back inside. Paula made a pitcher of cocktails and disappeared for a few minutes while Julia put a frozen quiche in the oven and made a simple salad. When she came back she held her camera and their phones in a small lock box. With the dildo they had used that morning sitting onto top of it. "I was so wrapped up in you I almost forgot my promise, we should call home before we get too carried away again." Paula said lightly but withdrew her camera at the same time, snapping a picture of the naked Julia preparing dinner and then looking back through the ones she had taken earlier leaving a particularly lewd shot of Julia eating her pussy in the digital display on the counter beside Julia's phone. "Leave it on speaker so I can say hi to your guys too," she gave a wide smile. Not once had she ever said she would use the photos against Julia but the threat was there and Julia looked between Paula and the camera before calling her home number. Her mother answered. She had a short stilted conversation finding out that Cam was working late before Danny came on the phone making her smile. Her son was her life and there was nothing she would ever do to risk hurting him. He told her all about his day as five year olds do and told her he missed her. She promised to be home soon and told him to look after Grandma before hanging up. "He's so precious," Paula grinned, "Like you in so many ways. Not like my spoilt brats," she laughed then picked up her own phone. "Hi Jett it's me," Paula said as Julia listened to only her side of the conversation. "Oh yeah, it's fabulous, better than I ever could have expected... Yeah, Julia is just as happy as I am... I will be home on the weekend sometime... The brats giving you any grief?... Good... yep, love you.. bye." She hung up and grinned at Julia, "Jett says Hi." "Oh God, he knows it's me you're here with?" She died a little inside. "Of course he does, we have a very open relationship these days. I told you that," she laughed. "Don't worry he would never tell Cam. We all know Cam is even more uptight than you are." Her laughter rang out around the large open living area. "Cam likes you in those baggy clothes that hide your unbelievable figure. Jett and I both think you have the figure of an Amazonian goddess. Look at you tall and fit and firm and curvy. So sexy that I can't help but want you all the time," she had moved close to Julia and traced a hand up over her hip to her breast and grabbed it with force, her fingers and nails digging into the soft flesh making Julia whimper softly. With each passing moment and event in their day, Paula had become bolder and more aggressive. The phone calls home had sealed Julia's fate in Paula's mind and by the end of their time together she would have made Julia her own personal sex slave, that she could have amorous getaways with several times a year, without jeopardising her public life and career. The thought of it made her quiver in sheer delight. There was a long way to go yet but this first day had been more than she had hoped for and it wasn't over yet. Paula backed Julia up against the fridge and kissed her hard, pulling the tall woman's head down to her own height. "Fuck you make me so hot," she breathed taking a nipple in her mouth and biting it just enough to draw a sharp squeak of pain before lathing it with her tongue and soothing it. Placing her hands on Julia's shoulders she forced her down onto the floor and straddled her head facing along Julia's long lean body. Julia immediately began to lap at the pussy that pressed down into her mouth but cried out as a wet smack was delivered to her own pussy and she heard Paula growl, "Not like that, do it how I taught you earlier, fuck I shouldn't have to be reminding you how to make me happy!" She delivered another smack to Julia's pussy. She felt the tongue invading her pussy slow and follow the contours between clit and her wet hole as it fluttered delicately and she sighed, "Oh yeah, just like that." She reciprocated by leaning forward slightly to play with Julia's clit while she rocked her hips over her lovers face coating her in her juices as she came quickly watching the trapped body of her lover writhing below her. "Mm, dinner smells good, I'm suddenly famished," Paula said getting up leaving Julia close the edge without letting her go over. "But I..." Julia seemed confused. "You what? Didn't finish with me? Well go ahead, I love to watch," she looked down on her and ran her eyes up and down Julia's body appreciating the slight sheen of perspiration that made her glow. "Here, use this if you want," she threw the double headed dildo down onto her stomach. Julia shook her head and began to get up but Paula put her bare foot on her shoulder and shook her head, "Oh no I insist, please finish." Hesitantly Julia lowered her hand to her pussy, "Good girl, I always knew you were a cum slut at heart, cum for me, show me just what a horny bitch you truly are." Paula taunted, enjoying the deep rosy colour of Julia's humiliation. Paula leaned back on the bench as Julia suffered her scrutiny through closed eyes as she pushed herself over the edge into the smallest orgasm she had that day. "Well that was disappointing," Paula sneered. Her tone was filled with her displeasure. "Would you like to see the photos? No matter you can make it up to me another time. Here have a drink while the quiche finishes cooking. Let's see if there is a movie on later to watch while we snuggle on the couch." Her displeasure seemed short lived and she walked out of the kitchen motioning for Julia to follow. It could have been a normal dinner but for the fact that they sat naked, Julia thought. There were no intimate touches or words of seduction from Paula. They talked as they always had about friends and their college days. It seemed so surreal to her that as she cleared the plates and began to clean the kitchen, she had almost convinced herself that this was just a very long running dream and any moment she would wake up. "What's taking so long?" Paula called from the living room and Julia came back to reality. "Coming, do you want another glass of wine?" Julia asked. "No, but you have one," Paula smiled and patted the couch. Julia poured herself a large glass and went to sit on the other side of the small couch and took a large gulp before placing it on the low coffee table. Paula started the movie and moved across to snuggle close putting her head on Julia's shoulder and sighing contentedly. The sleeplessness of the last two nights finally caught up with Paula as she wrapped her arms around her lover and closed her eyes. Julia finished her wine not really interested in the movie Paula had chosen for them. Standing carefully so as not to disturb the woman who was for all intents and purposes blackmailing her into a sexual relationship. Turning off the lights and television she picked Paula up and carried her into the bedroom, placing her gently on the bed where she murmured and rolled over returning to deep sleep. Lit by only the moonlight Julia turned to look into the full length mirror critically eyeing what she saw there. If she were honest the whole day had fulfilled every fantasy she had hidden about her friend during their college years, but she was a different person now. The small laugh lines at the corners of her eyes were testament to that. She had grown into her height and size. Today was not the first time she had been called Amazonian as a compliment. She ran her hands down her chest. Her breasts had sagged since having her son and feeding him for almost a year. The nipples wider and longer than she imagined they had been when she had been a young woman working through her feelings for her friends. She cupped them and weighed the heavy globes, they were still nicely shaped though and her rigorous exercise program meant that her frame held them higher than they might have otherwise sat after breast feeding. Her hands travelled down over her wide hips. She noted not for the first time that that rather than bony square hips of many tall women the curve of her hip was gently rounded from her waist. Had she been born in the 1940's or 50's she may have been pin up material but in today's society she was large and ungainly. She turned to look at Paula, the epitome of a sexy middle aged woman. A MILF, a cougar, Julia could think of a lot of words to describe Paula, but until today lesbian had not been one of them. Men half her age hit on her all the time and yet she had wanted to be here like this, with her. Not with a younger, prettier girl or guy. Julia smiled at that thought, and it felt good to know that someone other than her husband found her desirable, she admitted to herself. It was the first time she had allowed herself to think about how she felt, really felt about what Paula had said and what they were doing here together. Not in terms of her husband or the horror and shame her parents would feel if they found out, but in terms of what she wanted, what she felt. Paula was rich, powerful and absolutely beautiful, she had it all. She was amazing and more than that she was one of Julia's closest friends. How could she not be flattered by her obvious desire. Was it just that if she continued to deny that she had ever thought about this, that it made it better. She could pretend that if Paula forced her she would never have to admit that she had always been a little in love with her. Or was it that having Paula take her so aggressively and constantly tell her how she felt and how sexy she thought she was, made her even hotter and more needy for the harsh treatment Paula gave her. She shook her head trying to straighten out her own thoughts and forget what Paula wanted, what she believed her family wanted, she tried to make sense of what she wanted. Making her spend their time together nude had made Julia look at herself properly for the first time in years, not just the external self that she showed the world but the real her that very few people knew. She knew now that she had never really orgasmed with Cam. He tried but like her, his height and solid build intimidated so many people and she had found him as inexperienced as she was on their wedding night. He was gentle, soft and caring with her making her feel fragile and feminine and she had loved him for that. Now Paula made her feel the same way, weak and fragile, as if she was powerless to refuse any of her demands. Her Naked Truth She turned back to the mirror momentarily to search her own face. Her eyes and hands trailed over her nudity again. She had always hated being nude and rarely looked at her own form as a whole, even in the shower she would see herself in segments as she washed each limb rather than thinking about her Amazonian physique, she gave a wry smile using the term. She found she liked the word tonight and in her mind she could hear Paula calling her an Amazonian Goddess. She gave a whispered chuckle as images of tall athletic women wearing leopard skin loin cloths filled her mind. She heard Paula stir behind her. The diminutive woman had curled into a ball. Julia's whispered chuckle sounded again, she was bigger and stronger than Paula on all levels but the other woman's confidence and natural aggression intimidated Julia. She turned to the mirror one last time and looked honestly at her reflection. "Honestly," the voice in her head lectured her nude reflection, "you have never felt as feminine and sexy as Paula made you feel today. What harm can there be in enjoying a couple of days of being a slave to your libido. A slave to Paula," she corrected herself. If she played the game and worked to make Paula happy it could be just as fulfilling for her. She admitted she like the taste and smell of Paula's pussy as she ate it, she like the aggressive demands Paula made on her so that she didn't have to think or be embarrassed for her inexperience. Finally she admitted that the small flares of pain Paula had peppered her with through their sexual encounters only added to her arousal. "So why are you fighting it?" The voice in her head lectured again, "because of Cam? How will be ever know? Why would he care?" She wasn't about to leave him, it wasn't another guy she was sleeping with. Still she knew any affair of the heart was wrong and this kind of intimacy could be dangerous. Paula appeared to have no plans to leave Jett so it wasn't about that. It was just two close friends having a one off fling. Then she would go back to her boring life with her girlhood fantasy fulfilled. "The fact is you have no choice, you can fight the feelings you have and be full of angst and guilt for the next few days, or can accept this is as much a part of who you are as it is Paula and enjoy the ride she is offering you," Her internal voice finally balled the issue into one thought and decided that really it was a no-brainer. Julia padded over the bed and lay down behind Paula, pulling her into a spooning position, the small woman fitting to her body perfectly. She wrapped her arms around her and cupped her breast kneading it softly and kissing her shoulder. "Goodnight, my love," she whispered. Half woken by Julia's arrival in bed Paula let a smile creep unseen across her features, before whispering back, "Sleep gorgeous, tomorrow you will really find out what it means to be mine." *****