0 comments/ 19511 views/ 0 favorites The Awakening of Jennifer Ch. 01 By: tm1863 As so many of the great changes in our life do, Jennifer's "awakening" began simply enough. It began at book club. Most women are familiar with book club-basically an excuse to get together with the girls to chitchat on a weekly basis, and hers was no different. This week she had actually read the book. Out of boredom though more so than for the enjoyment, as the book was really non descript and predictable. It was the biography of a woman, who late in life, decided not to miss out on lives thrills and began to sky dive, mountain climb, go on safaris etc. etc. While rather boring, the story did have one line that did stick in her head. "I though I might as well try it now, as I wont be here to try it in 40 years". Jennifer was often described as librarianish. She was 5'6" 135 pounds and 28 years old. While she was pretty enough she didn't really put a lot into her looks. She dressed nice, but conservatively. And, along with the glasses, she usually acted rather reserved, all contributing to the way she was interpreted by others. She was defiantly not a risk taker. At 28, she was in the middle of her age group in book club but was one of only two girls who were not married and never had been. She had had limited experience with men but had been in a 3 year relationship that ended badly. That relationship constituted most of her experience with men. Book club always turned to discussion of men and sex and Jennifer had little to contribute. While not a prude by any means, she was just to shy to have tried some of the things they discussed and now, with no one in her life had no opportunity. She was not turned off by their discussions but found her self having trouble relating-telling herself she could contribute more when she found a man to do things in bed with. Tonight though, one of the women mentioned her and her husband had watched and x-rated movie. Most of the other women said they had watched them too, but the reasons why varied. One said she loved the effect it had on him and, therefore, the effect he had on her. One woman loved to close her eyes and listen to the "sounds of sex" while she had sex with him, and would often masturbate listening to it when he wasn't home. One woman felt it was erotic watching things take place on screen that she would never do herself. The stories went around and around but all women agreed the women were attractive, the men's cocks were interesting but may be frightening in real life and they typically weren't as into them as there husbands. "In fact", one woman said, "I let my husband talk me into going into an adult bookstore. To watch the peepshows!" Sarah had only watched one x-rated movie and it was horribly lit, and poorly dubbed. She had heard of peep shows but never believed people really went, and she had to admit, she was very curious to hear the answers to the questions that were flying around about how it had been. In the end the woman had felt is was dirty, dark and not very sexy. There was hole in the wall on either side about waist high and, more than once, someone had stuck their cock through the hole. She did say that knowing people were on the other side had aroused her and she gave him a great blowjob, but was more than ready to leave when it was over On her ride home Jennifer thought a lot about how the women had liked the movies and found herself focusing a lot on the idea of someone watching her and her "mate". She was sure she would need him there to give her the feeling of safety needed to go through with it though. In fact, as she let Rex, her German Sheppard out for the night, she was still thinking about it. As she went to bed she thought about people watching her do things and say things and soon she noticed a slight dampness accompanied by a stiffening of her nipples. She began to lightly rub her nipples as she kind of half-dreamed a scenario. As she thought through it, she rubbed her nipples a little harder, then began tweaking them and enjoying the heat that brought to her clit. The sense of need, the throbbing and the increased moisture. Finally, unable to take it anymore she slid her hand to her clit. Even though it was her own hand, her legs responded. Her knees lifted and spread. One hand now rubbed vigorously on her clit while the other hand inserted a finger. The finger went deeper, sliding with ease as her juices flowed more readily. The wetness also allowed her finger to slide easier on her clit. She had forgotten the fantasy, now engrossed in her impending orgasm. Her nipples still ached for touch but with not enough hands she focused on her clit and the inner portion her pussy lips. The friction was working, she was getting close, losing her breath, rubbing faster, harder, arching her back and finally, with a bite to her lower lip, she came. As she relaxed, she could taste blood. She realized the fantasy had caused such a strong reaction that she had bitten through her lip. The next day, as she drove home from work, she noticed and adult bookstore. The marquee advertised the latest in adult films at the best prices. She initially tried to drive away the thought but, by the end of the week, realized she wanted to stop in to see what all the fuss was about... The Awakening of Jennifer Ch. 02 Even as she reached for the door, Jennifer still couldn’t believe she was doing this. She was actually going into the bookstore. She reached for the door, fighting the urge to turn and run. She told herself to calm down, it was absolutely normal, but she couldn’t ignore the sensation. It was neither unpleasant nor good but was very strong. She could feel her breath entering her chest. She could feel the hair on her neck standing up and feel her shirtsleeves brushing her arm from the slight breeze. She could hear the distant sound of freeway traffic just as if she was standing next to it. Jennifer quickly opened the door and entered before she changed her mind. Her first thoughts were that it wasn’t as “dirty” as she had imagined. She noticed how brightly light it was. As she entered the room, she saw along the far right wall, a brightly lit sign advertising an “Arcade” and beyond that, along the same wall, were hundreds and hundreds of adult books. The left wall contained sexual toys to numerous to even focus on. The center of the room contained rows and rows of movies, and next to her was the cashier. Jennifer’s mouth was now dry from the nervousness, but then she noticed the cashier was a girl and that helped some. Mustering up her courage once more, she entered into to rows and rows of movies, looking for something to catch her eye. After about 15 of the longest minutes of her life, Jen realized this wouldn’t be as easy as she thought. The movie names ranged from simple, such as, “A long wet night” to the wilder “Fuck her hot ass”. The covers had pictures of women and men of all sizes and all groupings, men with women, women with women, and men with men. Realizing that, with nothing to base her decision on, she would be her much longer than she wanted to be, she grabbed a couple of movies and headed for the counter. “Hi, I’m Terri and you’ve never done this before have you?” asked the clerk. Jennifer answered that she hadn’t and asked why. “Well”, answered Terri, “First of all your way to nervous, and second, these are the kind of movies that some one like you would normally not pick out”. Terri was a black girl who looked to be in her mid-twenties and had a very charming smile. Not beautiful, but attractive and looked very friendly. Feeling herself calm down a little, Jennifer asked for her suggestions. After finding out that Jennifer was single, not really a “porn expert” and looking to see if this were even something she would enjoy Terri made two suggestions. “First, “Sexual Smorgasbord”, a collection of different scenes to give you some variety. And, second, this book.” Terri handed her a copy of “Penthouse letters, the collection”. “Watch the movie, read the book, and I think you’ll have a better feeling for what you like” After getting her membership, Jennifer quickly headed for her car. On the way home she kept the bag under her coat just to make sure cars beside her on the highway couldn’t see it. After arriving home, she decided to watch the movie first and changed into a comfortable pair of shorts and halter-top. The first scene of the movie was a man and woman. They were sitting on a bed, she in a negligee and he in boxer shorts. No words were spoken, they just started kissing, and Jennifer found herself interested but not exactly turned on. The scene progressed with touching and feeling, Then the woman took off his shorts. His cock had to be 8 or 9 inches long. The woman sucked it with a passion, almost appearing to be enjoying it, then he undressed her. He began sucking her nipples and let his hand trace to her pubic hair. She spread her legs inviting him in. He slid down to begin eating her out and she bucked wildly, to wildly. That was the point when Jennifer first noticed the “acting”. No woman could be that excited that early. She continued to watch the scene, and was interested but not as aroused as she had hoped. Finally she grabbed the remote, fast forwarded to the end, rewound about 15 minutes and tried again. She had jumped into the middle of a scene with a car in a parking lot. The lighting was poor but she could see a woman going down on a guy. Her interest peaked greatly as she realized that this may not be “acting”. Quickly she rewound to the beginning of the scene. It was titled “Caught these two in a local park”. When the scene started, an SUV pulled up with a man and woman inside. They quickly started kissing very passionately and, although you couldn’t see it, you could tell they were touching each other everywhere. He lifted up, and then quickly sat back down and she went down on him, Her hair was bouncing as she bobbed up and down vigorously. Whether or not it was real, she seemed to be in enough of a hurry that it seemed authentic. After only about 2 minutes her head stopped in his lap. Jennifer knew the man had cum in her mouth. And Jennifer was wet. She hadn’t realized it, but she had become very excited. The woman lifted up and lay back against the passenger side door. The man’s head disappeared under skirt and Jennifer’s hand disappeared under her top. Jennifer gently squeezed her nipples as she watched the woman’s body began to move rhythmically up and down at the hips. Jennifer now had one hand on her thigh and one on her nipples, desperately wishing the picture quality was better, when the woman arched up, put her hands on the back of the man’s head, and had a very obvious orgasm. The two then unceremoniously left, leaving Jennifer wanting to rewind and watch the scene again. As Jennifer sat looking at the TV, almost hoping the couple would reappear, the next scene started. It opened with a very pretty, dark skinned Latino girl with jet-black hair. She was lying on a bed in a small t-shirt and panties watching TV. Jennifer was immediately struck by the contrast the white underwear made against the woman’s skin. While Jennifer could appreciate the female body, she had never felt sexually drawn to a woman, but after the last scene, she sat back to see if this would be “real” or obvious acting. The on screen woman soon began absent-mindedly rubbing little circles on her belly. Gradually the circles became wider but maintained their slow pace. Her eyes were half closed and she was becoming noticeably relaxed. As her hand rotated up, exposing the bottoms of her breasts, Jennifer realized two things. First, this woman appeared to be truly enjoying herself and, second, at some point without realizing it, Jennifer had begun caressing her own stomach. As the woman on screen reached under her shirt to play with her nipples, Jennifer followed along, letting her take the lead. The woman began pinching her nipples and moaning softly. Jen was not exactly loud during intercourse and rarely ever made any noise during masturbation, but with the girl in the movie moaning, it seemed not only acceptable but also almost expected. Jennifer let a low soft moan escape her lips and felt the dampness in her crotch begin. The woman on TV began using her other hand to caress her inner thigh, touching up the panty line and then switching to the other leg. Very slowly, very sensuously, alternating back and forth. Soon her first hand left her chest, she was now using one hand on each leg, rubbing the insides from the knees to her inner thighs and Jennifer followed, realizing she had conceded “control” to the woman, and was enjoying it. There was no surprise or teasing in masturbation, she knew where and when all contact would take place, but now that had changed. She still controlled the contact but the where and when were up to this stranger. The teasing continued and Jennifer’s hips began lifting to meet the downward stroke of her hands. She could feel her juices soaking into her shorts and running down her butt. She couldn’t remember being this wet or moaning this often before. Her moans were now almost constant. Then she noticed her on screen partner’s crotch. She hadn’t paid close attention before, but now, with the camera at the foot of the bed, and the contrast of colors, it was very evident. She noticed the gradual curves of the woman’s ass, with the panties bunched into it. She noticed the flatness between her thighs and the mound created by her pubic hair on top. In was entrancing and for the first time in her life, Jennifer found herself being excited by the site of a woman’s body. Her own crotch was soaking wet and screaming for contact. She could feel her stiff clit poking out and each hip thrust brushed it into her shorts, sending shivers through her whole body. Finally the woman slid her hand into her panties and Jennifer greedily followed. At that point, Jennifer released a moan that caught her off guard. It was so husky, breathy and deep. She had never made a sound like that before. As she continued rubbing her clit, the new moans continued. Instantly understanding dawned on Jennifer. The reason she was so relaxed, so wet and moaning so differently. Lust. Pure and simple. She was giving into the pure sexuality of the moment. Not trying to please anyone-herself included-but rather reveling in the moment, enjoying the way she was feeling without regard to the outcome. Bluntly, she was allowing herself to be overcome by lust. It was at this moment that her on TV companion pulled her hand out of her panties. Grudgingly, Jennifer complied with a whimper. The girl on screen raised her fingers to her mouth. Jen had never really tasted herself before. She had kissed a boyfriend after he had gone down on her but the taste, neither good nor bad, was too faint to really be that noticeable. As Jennifer raised her hand, she first noticed how thick and creamy it was. God, I’m soaked, she thought. Then came the heady smell, describable only as sex. Jennifer placed her fingers into her mouth and instantly liked the strong taste. She knew it would only be good in the heat of the moment, but nonetheless she was relishing every drop. That’s when the final new experience began. The woman on screen slid her hand back into her panties. Only this time from the side and instead of her clit, she began playing with her butt. Lost in the moment, Jennifer followed along; this area had always been taboo. She had never allowed that before and as she brushed her finger along it, she felt it contract sharply. She continued playing around the edge, made easier by the outpouring of juice from her pussy. The sensation was relaxing and almost, almost, non-sexual. As her ass relaxed, she was able to slide her finger in slowly until she reached the first knuckle. This feeling was most defiantly sexual. Jen felt stretched, yet, because of the lack of depth, empty at the same time. As Jen resolved to try to go deeper, the girl on screen used her free hand to rub her clit. Jennifer did the same and now felt her ass relax completely and her finger slid in deeply with ease. The feeling of being that full was indescribable. Jennifer’s orgasm hit surprisingly quick. Quick but intense. Jen’s hips bucked wildly. Her ass clamped on her finger. Her stomach cramped near painfully. “Oh God, oh God, fuuuckkk!!!!” She had never said that during sex before. Her orgasm continued strong to the very last contraction. The sounds from the TV enhancing the moment, finally leaving Jennifer breathless and covered in sweat. As she relaxed, Jennifer realized she would want to have more orgasms like this, give into the pure lust and the raw sex she had just felt, and, she realized as she feel asleep, totally exhausted, she would make some changes. Starting tomorrow. The Awakening of Jennifer Ch. 03 Jennifer had woken up late. She couldn't remember the last time she had slept so soundly, and on the couch no less. As she showered the memory of last night and its intensity, caused a small tingle in her crotch. She wished she were not already late, she would like to scratch that itch. In the past masturbation had simply been a means to an end, but now it was not just about achieving a very intense ending but also the whole eroticism that lead up to it. She was late for work though, so Jennifer quickly showered, dressed as conservatively as usual and left. The whole drive to work, and indeed the day at work, Jennifer found it very difficult to concentrate. Her mind was constantly preoccupied with thoughts of last night. The surprising intensity with which what she had seen had affected her, her own reaction and the "door" she now felt opening. Jennifer had always wanted the perfect marriage, 2 kids, white picket fence and a dog kind of life. She knew she still did. But now she was feeling a new desire. A desire for sex. The kind of sex you can't have with a spouse. The kind you can't have with someone you "know". She had loved how messy she had become and how secretly slutty she had felt last night. She realized this new aspect would need to be explored and quenched before she could pursue the white picket fence. She also knew she wouldn't be able to satisfy it with simple masturbation. She would need contact. Who and where she wasn't sure, but she could read the book Terri had given her for ideas. That would have to wait though. Tonight she would return the movie she had rented and get one focused on real people caught in the act. Her mind again returned to last night. She felt her nipples stiffen and the new familiar feeling of dampness in her crotch. Jennifer spent the rest of the day desperately trying to concentrate. After a lifetime the day was finally over. Now it was time to follow through with her plan and return the movie. The drive to the bookstore was an event. Jennifer was to mentally distracted to concentrate. She could barely drive, the butterflies continued to grow in her stomach and her legs had a funny quiver. Also, as was becoming the norm, her pussy was moist and she could feel the increasing heat in the crotch of her pantyhose. Her nervousness, however, prevented her from being truly excited. Arriving at the bookstore, Jen attempted to compose herself and quickly darted in. Terri was at the counter and greeted Jennifer with a mischievous smile. "See anything you liked", she asked. "Well", Jennifer started slowly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable talking about it, "I didn't like the acting but I did like the couple in the park...and …the girl touching herself". "Why was that"? Terri asked, seemingly genuinely curious. "Well, I liked the couple in the park because of the realism. I just wished the quality were better. And the woman…I'm not sure. I just liked it". Jennifer realized she was to shy to tell her why. Terri just smiled and said. "Well, let's see what we have that you may like. After a minute, Terri produced two movies. "I've never seen these before but they are new enough that the quality should be pretty good but you can preview them if you'd like". Jennifer admitted not knowing what she meant. "In the back to your right are the preview booths". "Oh, are those the peep shows I've heard about"? Jennifer interrupted." "No, those are to the left. Stay away from there. No offense, but you are to naïve to go there. You would get eaten alive. Stay to the right and go into the first booth you see. Watch it for a while and see what you think". Jennifer headed for the entrance under the arcade sign. She hoped her nervousness didn't show. Her legs felt like lead and her whole body was tingling from the adrenaline. As she stepped through the entrance, she couldn't help but glance to her left. She saw a dark hallway; a few lights over what she thought were doorways, and a few shadowy figures. Jennifer quickly darted to her right and into the first booth she came to. Quickly she closed the door and fumbled to get it locked before looking around. The booth was simple enough; four walls, a bench barely wide enough to fit two people and a TV on the opposite wall. The booth looked clean enough, so Jen sat down. As the movie started, Jennifer thought she heard footsteps outside the door and was sure she saw a shadow pass underneath. The movie began showing 900 # ads and she tried focusing on the screen rather than the, now obvious, footsteps outside. Jennifer found a fast forward button and used it to get to the beginning of the movie. Her heart was pounding as it was now obvious people were outside her booth listening and Jennifer could not focus. The movie began with a camera looking through a window into a back yard where a couple was tanning naked. The picture quality was good but she was still to distracted to concentrate. Jennifer spread her legs and reached her hand under her skirt, rapidly rubbing on her pussy through her pantyhose to try to get something started. "Besides", she told herself, " I would love to put on a show for them". It was no use. As the couple on screen began touching each other, Jennifer quickly stood up, opened the door, and headed for the exit actually bumping into someone on the way. She meant to head for her car, but in her haste, turned the wrong way. She spotted Terri at the counter and, in an attempt to rid her self of the feeling of someone following her, headed in that direction. Seeing Jennifer's flushed look, Terri came out to meet her, took her hands and led her back behind the counter. "Are you ok"? "Did someone hurt you" "Did someone touch you"? Jennifer could only shake her head in response. The release of adrenaline combined with her own self-disappointment in not being able to stay, had her on the verge of tears. Terri waited patiently for Jen to compose herself. Eventually, Jennifer composed herself, "I'm just upset. I got nervous. I heard people outside the booth and panicked and left". "That's ok" Terri said with a confused look. "You can just watch the movies at home". That's not it"! Jennifer said. Jennifer then began to tell Terri how conventional her life was and how she had enjoyed the pure lust of last night. How she had felt something change and how she had enjoyed it the dirtier her thoughts had become and, finally, how determined she had been to continue that in the booth. "Maybe you not that type of person. Maybe you are the conventional type", Terri said. "I am the conventional type", replied Jennifer. " I always have been and always will be. But right now I want…maybe even need to explore this first". Terri thought for a second then wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to Jennifer telling her to put it in her purse. Jennifer did as she said and then asked what it was. "Your guardian", replied Terri. Jen looked confused and again asked what she meant. "That is David's number. He is a tall handsome guy I know. If you are serious about exploring this you can call him and he will help you out. He will keep you safe but help you explore new ideas". "So he is a male prostitute", Jennifer asked? "No. We all have our turn ons. For David, his are helping others get off. Watching and helping them explore their own sexuality. He is a really good friend of mine and a good guy. There is only one thing, before he agrees to help, he will want to see three pictures of you. At least one showing your face and two showing you nude. "Why"? Asked Jen, now getting nervous again. "Because he will want to see them before agreeing to help you". Jennifer felt herself pulling away and simply said "OK I'll think about it" and headed for her car. In the parking lot Jennifer realized she was pulling away from last night and closing the door that she recently felt opening. In a desperate attempt to keep it open she got up and ran in and told Terri she would call him but had no pictures and no way to get them. Terri offered to take them for her and Jennifer agreed. They arranged to meet at Jen's house and after setting a time and giving directions Jennifer left. That night and the next day at work were incredibly long. Jennifer changed her mind and changed it back multiple times. Finally arriving home, she didn't even change, instead quickly pouring herself a glass of wine. Halfway through her second glass of wine, Terri arrived. After some small talk, Terri suggested Jen change into a robe and they would get started. When Jennifer had changed, Terri explained that she had seven pictures in her Polaroid. The first five would be clothed and the last two would be undressed. Jennifer nodded her agreement. Terri stood up and quickly took a picture without Jennifer being ready. This prompted some laughter, which helped Jen relax a little. The next three were with her sitting and smiling, concentrating on her face, followed by one of her standing. Terri then asked Jen to drop her robe. Quickly Jennifer did and Terri took a picture. "Turn sideways". She did and Terri again took a picture. "OK. All done". It had been quicker and easier than she had thought it would be…but she still wanted more wine. As she pulled on her robe, Terri said, "Hey! You forgot to pick a movie yesterday. I brought them with me so you can pick one out while we look at you pictures". Jennifer agreed and put in a movie, sat beside Terri and poured a glass of wine for each. Terri put the two nudes in her purse without showing them to Jen saying that no one liked they way the looked nude. Jennifer reluctantly accepted that and picked out the remaining picture she thought best showed her face. By now the movie was going. Someone had filmed their roommate giving her boyfriend a blow job. They were on a couch, both dressed but he had just dropped his pants. She was in a sundress and as she went down on him, the girls could see very high up her leg. Jennifer felt the rush beginning as they "secretly" watched this couple. Jen's legs involuntarily squeezed together and reopened. As she did so her robe fell open slightly exposing her leg from about mid thigh down. She was so caught up in the movie that she didn't notice, not that it would have mattered, she were no more exposed then Terri in her skirt. The scene was short but effective. When he came in her mouth it was over. The next scene started in a hotel room. A woman was lying on a bed in her bra and panties with a man in boxers lying across her chest kissing her. As the kisses became more passionate, the woman's legs parted and Jennifer noticed the little bulge in her panties. The same type she had noticed the night before. Jennifer realized she hadn't seen the previous girl's pussy and was now getting very damp in anticipation. Jennifer's legs were now moving ever so slightly but persistently as, on TV, the man's hand reached down to her knee, then slid up to rub her inner-thigh. "I love that, right there, right there." Said Terri softly. "Don't you"? "What"? Asked Jen. "When someone touches that spot right there…right here". With that Terri opened her legs to show Jen what she meant. Terri placed her hand on a spot on her inner thigh but Jennifer was oblivious to it. Her breath was caught in her throat as a result of two things that happened at that moment. First, when Terri opened her legs, her left leg pressed against Jen's exposed right leg. The soft, smooth sensation of her now obvious thigh-highs felt very erotic, the unexpected touch sending quivers through her. Second, Terri's yellow, now exposed panties showed the same mound Jennifer had recently been obsessing over. The combination of those two events caused her breath to catch and her brain to stop. Softly she heard Terri ask "do you like that?" "I…I think so." Jennifer stammered. "Have you ever been with a woman before?" Terri asked. "No", responded Jennifer, moving her eyes up to look at Terri. Slowly, without breaking eye contact, Terri leaned forward. Jennifer, frozen in place, could neither lean forward to meet her or pull away. Terri's lips made contact with hers. They were full, soft, wet…and hot. Jen's whole body was tingling. She hadn't kissed anyone in so long and now here she was kissing a woman. She felt Terri's tongue make contact with her lips and opened her mouth to receive it, moaning her new deep moan. Jennifer felt the wetness of her pussy flowing freely now as she realized she was still motionless. Jennifer began kissing her back, enjoying the softness, so different from a man's kiss Terri's kissing moved to her neck, her ears and back to her neck. Terri's hands slowly pushed open Jen's robe. Jennifer made no move to stop her, instead immersing herself in the whole wonderful feeling. Terri began expressing how beautiful Jen was as she began kissing her way down her chest and Jen was amazed at the slow pace and patience Terri was showing. Her nipples were beginning to actually ache from the need to be touched. When Terri finally, gently sucked a nipple into her mouth, Jennifer arched her back and let out something more than a moan but less than a scream as a mini-orgasm shook her pussy. That had never happened before. It felt lighter and less intense than a "real" orgasm but still very good. Jennifer couldn't take it anymore. She reached down and began playing with her free nipple herself. Terri brushed her hand away, replacing it with her mouth. After giving some significant attention to Jen's chest, Terri slowly kissed her way down to Jen's belly. At this point Jennifer opened her eyes for the first time since the kissing started. The contrast was incredibly erotic. There was the obvious contrast of her white skin and Terri's dark skin, but she also noticed that Terri was still fully dressed while she had allowed her robe to be pulled completely open and was now spreading her legs, leaving herself as exposed as possible. She also noticed how composed and together Terri seemed to be while she had given up all hope of maintaining control. Jennifer shut her eyes as Terri's kissing reached the top of her pubic hair and allowed her head to fall back, surrendering herself to Terri completely. She could actually feel the pussy juice flowing down her ass and she felt the aching throb of needing to be touched in her clit. Her hands were on the back of Terri's head and her knees were now pulled up high, granting Terri full access to her pussy. Terri slowly worked her way down but instead of hitting her clit, she kissed around it, slowly, deliberately teasing Jennifer. "Please. Please. God, please lick me Terri. Please make me cum." Jennifer had never "begged" for sex before but no one had ever made her need release like this before. Terri mumbled something about Jen's taste and began snaking her tongue in and out of her pussy. Jen began pushing her hips down, trying to force the contact she needed but instead of allowing the contact, Terri slid lower, bringing her tongue in contact with her ass. Jennifer's moaning became more intense and her ass began to relax, inviting more intimate contact. Terri quickly pushed her tongue into her asshole as deep as it would go and another mini-orgasm shook Jennifer. This was stronger than the last but still did little to provide the release she was begging for. Jennifer was "suffering bliss" as Terri's tongue continued spearing her asshole over and over. Just as she thought she could take no more, Terri quickly removed her tongue, eliciting a gasp from Jen. After allowing her a second to catch her breath, Terri began sliding her finger into Jen's ass and that's when the sex talk began. "You like that don't you?" "Yes." "You want me to fuck your ass?" "Yes" "You need this don't you?" And as she asked this question, Terri's finger went from first knuckle to completely in. Jennifer was unable to respond. "Don't you?" "Yes. Oh yes." "Tell me. Tell me what you need" "I need it. I need you to fuck me. Fuck my ass Terri. Deep..God..deep…make me cum!" Terri touched something inside Jen that caused her to have a full body twitch and put her mouth on Jen's clit. "Oh God Terri…do it…do it!" But rather than licking it, Terri sucked it into her mouth like a little dick Jennifer's orgasm hit her like a truck. Instantly, unexpected and intense. As the second shockwave began to subside, Jen's clit was so sensitive; she began trying to push Terri away. Terri responded by sucking harder and pushing her finger deeper into Jen's ass. The pleasure/pain combination exquisite and for a second Jen thought she may pass out. As the shockwaves diminished, Terri released her grip on Jens clit and slowly pulled her finger from inside her. Jennifer lay spent, gasping for air in her post-orgasmic dream state, unaware of anything around her until she felt Terri kissing her neck. She looked up as Terri asked, "Where is you bed?" Jen led her to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed watching as Terri undressed. She removed her blouse and bra, revealing well developed c-d breasts, full with large dark nipples. She watched with great excitement as Terri lowered her skirt, revealing the yellow thong panties Jen had seen earlier Terri stood before her wearing only panties and thigh-highs and as she came forward, Jen lay back with her legs spread, pulling Terri to her, just as she would a male lover in preparation for penetration. After a couple of minutes of passionate kissing in this position, Jennifer wanted to return the pleasure she had just experienced. Rolling on top of Terri, Jen began clumsily kissing her ears and neck, trying to remember what Terri had done to her. As she began kissing down her chest, Terri stopped her and pulled her face back up to hers. "You've never done this before. Don't try to imitate what I did to you. Do the things you want to do and try things you know make you feel good." Jennifer looked at the fullness of her lips and chest, the curves of her hips and her legs and finally the pubic bulge in her panties. Jen saw-and felt- the sensuality of her body. Giving in to her own desires she began caressing Terri's breasts. Tweaking her nipples, watching them grow hard and listening to Terri's responsive moans. When Jen could resist no more, she began sucking them, alternating back and forth, licking, sucking and nibbling. As she did so, she began sliding her hand down Terri's belly, hips and thighs. Avoiding her crotch, making herself wait. Terri spread her legs invitingly and Jen began rubbing her inner thigh. The heat there was tremendous. By now Jen's mouth had moved to under Terri's breast, licking and tasting the faint sweat left by her bra. It was Terri's turn to do small hip movements in anticipation. Jen moved down, feeling the butterflies grow. She was on her way to go down on another woman. As she slid down, she could again feel the heat. She put her mouth to the outside of Terri's panties. She inhaled the aroma, stronger than her own but very pleasant. Jennifer pulled her panties to the side, exposing Terri's pussy. She noticed the darkness of the lips and the sharp contrast of the pink inside. She could see small white drops of pussy juice pooling up and anxiously dove in. The taste was distinctly different than her own-not better or worse just different. The more she licked, the wetter Terri became until Jen's face was covered in her juices. She then began licking her clit, enjoying it's stiffness against her tongue, flicking it, sucking it, then alternating between short fast licks and long slow licks As Terri's orgasm neared, the wetness increased to a flood. Jen noticed the taste getting stronger, now enjoying it even more. As Terri's orgasm hit, her hands pulled Jen's head into the stickiness of her release. When Terri's orgasm subsided, Jennifer came up to kiss her. Terri licked some of the juice from her face. After some light kissing Jennifer felt her desire building again. Terri's leg was between her legs and, Jen noticed, that with a little adjustment she could rub her clit on Terri's thigh and, for the first time, Jennifer noticed the heavy aroma of sex hanging in the air of the bedroom. For the next few hours they experimented, came, rested, kissed and explored until they both fell asleep exhausted.