6 comments/ 88314 views/ 8 favorites Coffee Mornings By: geronimo_appleby Marion had loved the Thursday coffee morning with the girls. She was so pleased she'd taken Astrid's invitation and made the effort to go. What a revelation! At first, Marion had been dubious, after all, who wanted to be surrounded by harassed mothers and screaming brats at thirty-five years of age? Not her, that's for sure. She would rather spend the morning in the company of like-minded ladies without the associated baggage of infants and toddlers. To her surprise and subsequent delight, that's exactly where Marion found herself. There were no children present at Astrid's plush residence, just like-minded ladies. Astrid had alluded to this meeting being 'special' when the previous week's meeting had drawn to a close. 'You have to come to Tuesday's gathering.' Astrid had invited when she saw Marion off at her front door.' 'We put it to the vote earlier and the rest of the girl's feel the same. We'd love you to become one of our regulars.' Marion was flattered; she'd had a really great time that morning and would look forward to another get together. She'd been pleasantly surprised when she'd arrived at Astrid's place; there hadn't been a tear stained, snotty nosed infant in sight, a pleasant start. As the morning progressed Marion had been deliciously shocked by the twists and turns in the conversation, which had centred wholly around one subject... Sex. Marion had been the most senior in the group. by her own estimate by about ten years on the host, Astrid who was twenty-five. Some of the younger girls, Lisa and Jenna in particular seemed to have no inhibitions when it came to sex, with neither of the pair looking any older than twenty... Talk about a generation gap. Nonetheless, once the surprise had worn off, Marion found that the girls' ribald tales and accounts of their sexual excesses captivated her. Marion decided that she'd lived a decidedly sedate life up until now, but she still felt a tingling between her thighs when the time arrived for the little soiree to break up. 'I can't believe what you girls are like,' Marion had said when it became obvious that the meeting was over. 'I'd never dare...' 'We've been tame today, Marion,' Jenna giggled. 'You should do Tuesday... We're really wicked on Tuesdays.' So, with Astrid's invitation to the infamous Tuesday meeting Marion walked the short distance along the leafy, suburban street to her own spacious home. Her interest was most definitely piqued and she wondered what could be more ribald than the tales of debauchery she'd heard that morning. So far Marion had heard stories of pornographic film watching, flashing and actually having sex in public places, with Lisa even being caught and subsequently watched during one memorable outdoor tryst. Whatever next? 'We'll meet in the coffee shop.' Astrid informed Marion and described the location of the rendezvous. 'Oh, and one more thing,' Astrid added mysteriously. 'Wear a skirt. It'll make things so much easier.' The final comment left Marion bemused and she stared into empty space for several seconds after hanging up the phone. 'A skirt?' She thought, puzzled by Astrid's closing line. 'Why a skirt?' The other three women were already in attendance when Marion took her seat. She couldn't quite define it, but she had a definite feeling that there was something going on. She felt a shiver of unease; was it paranoia, or was there some kind of conspiracy going on? 'So glad you could make it, darling,' Astrid smiled widely while Marion nodded her greetings to the group. 'It's so great that you could come and play,' added the slender, dark haired Lisa. 'Yeah, we need another girly to join in the fun,' Lisa's fair-haired counterpart, Jenna, made her voice heard as well. Once again there was that slightly disturbing feeling of an undercurrent at the table. Marion still couldn't identify it, but she recognised something in both the young women's' tone. 'Now now, you two,' Astrid scolded, sensing that Marion was uneasy. 'You'll make Marion think we're being unfriendly. It's her first Tuesday, remember.' 'Sorry, Marion,' Jenna smiled. 'Don't get the wrong impression please.' She looked at Lisa for support and continued, 'we're friendly alright. Just playful today, that's all.' 'That's right,' the dark girl responded. 'Playful is definitely the word.' 'Come on, Jenna,' Astrid whispered. 'Tell Marion why you're so playful. Let her in on the secret.' 'Well,' Jenna began. 'I've been a wicked girl...' She looked into Marion's eyes. 'I've got a vibrating butterfly on my clit... right now... Aren't I bad?' 'And I'm controlling it,' grinned Lisa as she held up a tiny remote control device. Marion was genuinely shocked. She'd heard about things like that, but had never known anyone brave enough to wear the device in a public place. It was certainly something that had never crossed her mind to try. 'Took you by surprise didn't she?' Astrid smiled at Marion's saucer eyes. 'We've toned it down a little as well,' she added. 'We didn't want to go too overboard for your first day.' Over the course of the next few minutes Astrid described some of the group's Tuesday antics. She described scenes in various shops where the girls would take it in turns to 'flash' at a particular security guard, targeting one guy and then flashing their bare buttocks and pussies at him, just to see a reaction. 'Oh my God,' Marion gasped. 'That's why you made a point of wearing a skirt...' 'Well,' Astrid purred. 'The skirt makes it so much easier for whatever we decide to do...' She looked at the other two women and smiled in a sly, feline way. 'But we have a plan for today already... A sort of initiation...' The two younger girls grinned in response and Astrid continued, 'if you're game that is.' Marion's mind was buzzing. What should she do? Part of her was appalled at what the svelte, sophisticated Astrid was revealing, but another part of her was wildly excited. She's never been so decadent in her life, never walked on the wild side, but with this group... 'What do you think, Marion?' Jenna asked. Her eyes were shining and she was wriggling in her seat a little. Marion remembered that the girl had some kind of vibrator against her body. Lisa had obviously cranked up the juice and Marion realised that Jenna must be growing more and more aroused as the minutes ticked by. It was the thought of the sexy, young girls' wickedness that led Marion to her decision. She felt a rush of warmth flow through her sex and nodded her head in reply, having no faith in her voice. 'It's all about trust, Marion,' Astrid explained seriously. 'We all trust each other... implicitly. You can trust us... Whatever happens this morning, it's just for us, okay?' Marion nodded again, she understood completely. 'I... I...' she faltered. 'Don't worry,' Astrid reassured her. 'Today will be a nice private initiation... Nothing too strong, not for your first time.' Marion's heart was pounding and her limbs trembled when Jenna murmured huskily, 'Can we go soon? I'm going to come right here... loudly. ...If we don't get out soon.' 'Go on, baby,' Lisa whispered lasciviously. 'Show Marion how bad we can get. Do it here.' Marion stared at the voluptuous, fair-haired girl. 'She wouldn't,' Marion thought to herself. 'Not here... In public!' 'Oh fuck,' Jenna sighed. The girl twisted in her seat and Marion saw Jenna's hand slide below the table. Unable to see exactly what the girl was doing, but under no doubt since she could see Jenna's arm moving briskly, Marion watched as Jenna sawed vigorously at herself, quickly falling over the edge. 'Oh fuck, oh fuck...' Jenna breathed. 'I'm doing it ladies... I'm... Fucking... Doing... IT!' Jenna let several stifled moans slip between her tightly pursed lips while Lisa looked on gleefully. Her chair scraped loudly as Jenna pushed against the tiled floor, but by this time she had her thighs clamped tightly around her wrist and had stopped moaning. 'Okay girls,' Astrid instructed before too much attention was drawn their way. 'Time to go.' Marion followed meekly as the group stood up as one and left the coffee shop. She couldn't believe the wanton sight she'd just witnessed. Jenna had masturbated to a climax in full view of whoever happened to look in their direction. It was the most public display of depravity that Marion had ever seen and her face felt flushed and hot at the memory of it. A short time later Astrid was slotting the key into her front door. After keying in the code to disarm the burglar alarm she then led the way into her comfortable lounge. 'Coffee, or...?' Astrid asked. 'Vodka,' chorused the two young women in what was obviously a ritual. Astrid smiled and poured four generous measures. 'Get comfortable girls, I'll get the things.' Jenna and Lisa wasted no time, and to Marion's open-mouthed surprise, unbuttoned their blouses and allowed their skirts to fall to their feet. Neither woman was wearing underwear and Marion stared openly at their smooth, plump vulva. Her own pubic bush was untrimmed, and Marion flushed again as she eyed the prettiness of Jenna and Lisa's mons'. When the girls both unclasped their respective bras Marion got yet another surprise, it was turning into a day of firsts for her. Both women had glittering jewellery decorating their navels, but Jenna had gone further and sported a large, decorative, silver hoop through each nipple. It wasn't until Jenna sat down and spread her thighs that Marion spied the third hoop through Jenna's hooded clit. 'Ah, I see these two are well ahead of the game... as usual,' Astrid said happily upon her return. 'Here you are girls...' Astrid laid a small square of clear, polythene sheeting down and then upended the small valise she had brought with her. Dildos, vibrators and other toys lay in a haphazard pile on top of the sheet, and Lisa called out happily: 'Toys Tuesday... I love it.' She bent forward and lifted a rabbit vibrator from the pile, obviously a favourite. 'Did you miss me, little bunny?' she lisped in a little girl voice and kissed the tip of the toy tenderly. Jenna pushed the now redundant vibrating butterfly from her body and collected a small finger vibe from amongst those on offer. 'Help yourself, whenever you're ready,' Astrid invited Marion. 'Take your time... Watch these two dirty bitches if you like, but feel free to jump right in. Trust, remember.' Astrid unhooked her own skirt and stepped out of it when it fell to a heap at her feet. She slid out of the tight tee shirt and was suddenly, fully naked in front of Marion. Marion experienced a quick rush of embarrassment when she saw Astrid's slender body. The dark haired woman possessed a superb physique, slim yet curvy, with high tight breasts, narrow waist and long, taut, athletic legs. Astrid's bush was razored to an exclamation mark above the cleave of her pussy... How could Marion compete? Astrid was ten years her junior, and the other two fifteen – Marion felt old and frumpy in comparison. Marion looked quickly at Lisa and Jenna. Lisa was similar in build and colouring to her host, while Jenna was more full breasted and voluptuous. She was fair haired as well, which further emphasised her physical difference to the other two women. In spite of her fuller figure Jenna was still a taut limbed youngster, and her breasts were round and firm, much larger than Astrid's and Lisa's, but still succulently pliant. 'I better go,' Marion blurted. 'I'm sorry, this isn't for me.' Astrid turned to face Marion. 'What's wrong?' she asked, predictably. In spite of her embarrassment, Marion felt she owed Astrid an explanation. It seemed surreal to her that she should be explaining her reticence to a naked woman but Marion ploughed on bravely. 'I don't understand...' Marion began after Astrid had led her through to a smaller room. 'What?' Astrid asked. She was disappointed at Marion's apparent desire to leave. She thought that Marion would have been a valuable member of their select group, once she'd recovered from the shock of it all of course, and Astrid was still keen to have the older woman stay. 'What's wrong? What don't you understand? Are you offended?' 'No, nothing like that...' Marion replied. 'Not offended... I'm really... aroused if the truth be told, but...' 'It's okay,' Astrid whispered. 'You can tell me... What have I been emphasising all along? Trust... You can trust me.' Marion stared at Astrid for a long time. She looked into the younger woman's eyes and completely forgot that Astrid was naked. There was a connection, a definite connection, and Marion instinctively knew she could place her fragile trust in this woman's hands. 'It's me,' she said eventually. 'Why me?' Marion's look implored a response. 'Why you?' Astrid asked. 'Why did we invite you?' Marion nodded, 'Yes, why me? I'm a lot older than any of you... I'm thirty-five... I'm not slim like you... Jenna's a bigger girl, but she's still gorgeous.' Marion shook her head, her straight blonde hair whipping from side to side with the force of her feeling. '...I'm just a dollop,' she trailed. Astrid lifted Marion's chin with her hand. 'Why you?' she repeated. 'I'll tell you why. I can see it in you, in your face. I can't explain it, so don't ask, but I can tell... I can just tell.' Astrid emphasised the final word and then sighed heavily. 'You know,' she continued, 'I bet you don't even realise... Tell me...' Astrid delivered the question vehemently. 'Does your husband fuck you often?' 'Well...' Marion was shocked yet again but answered promptly. 'Yes, he does... He's always after me.' 'So,' Astrid crowed in triumph, 'he fancies you? He wants to stick his big, dirty cock into you... What does that tell you?' 'I don't know,' Marion replied, subdued. 'He's horny?' 'No,' Astrid hissed. 'You're desirable,' she continued. 'He wants you all the time... I can see it in you; the other two think you're gorgeous.' Astrid sighed, exasperated. 'The only person who can't see it is you.' 'But, I'm not as young as you girls.' Marion persisted. 'I don't have the tight boobs, I don't have the long legs... Look at Lisa, for God's sake... Look at you!' 'Show me,' Astrid challenged. 'Show me how disgusting you are. If I agree when you're naked, then okay, we'll forget the whole deal.' She lifted Marion's chin again and locked eyes, 'But, if I don't agree... If I say you're as sexy as I think you are, then you stay, you do as I tell you...' Marion trembled when she heard Astrid's commanding, dominant tone. She was quickly analysing Astrid's point of view. Her husband was constantly telling her how gorgeous she was. Men she didn't know flirted with her – it was true. The more Marion thought about herself, the more she realised that she had built up this self defence mechanism over the years. She'd constantly blotted out male attention since her wedding day and the result was, that slowly, like the growth of a stalactite, she'd evolved into the self depreciating woman she'd become. Marion stood and pulled her blouse from the waistband of her skirt. She all but ripped the buttons from it as she hurriedly undid them. She wasn't confident enough yet to strip bare, so she scooped her big breasts out over the top of her bra cups. She heard Astrid gasp when her full, round, heavy breasts and thickened teats were on show, and she felt her nipples tighten further at the sound of the other woman's appreciation. 'Oh yes, how lovely,' Astrid groaned when Marion hiked her skirt round her waist and then pulled her underwear down past her knees to reveal her luxuriant bush. 'Time to play, Marion,' Astrid sighed, 'time to play. You're beautiful... I mean it. I knew you would be... So ripe, so delectable...' Astrid led the now half naked Marion back into the lounge. The two young women were both busy, but looked up and smiled when they saw Marion's exposed breasts and pubis. 'Oh hi, we wondered where you got to,' Jenna groaned as she held the wasp-angry, buzzing finger vibrator against her clitoris. 'Come on in, the water's fine...' She closed her eyes and sighed at the sensation on her body. 'Try my little wabbit,' Lisa offered in her little girl lisp. 'He's soooo talented...' Marion took the vibrator from the slim, dark girl and looked down at it in her hand. Astrid helped the older woman into a seat and eased her reluctant thighs apart. 'Here,' Astrid murmured, 'you feel your body... stroke your skin... be sensual.' She held the tiny rabbit ears against Marion's body and flicked the switch. 'I'll start you off gently with this.' 'Oh God,' Marion sighed when she felt the tingle against her clitoris. 'Your skin,' Astrid reminded her. 'Feel yourself... Feel how smooth your body is. Your breasts, your tummy, your thighs...' She held the device lightly against Marion's awakening flesh. 'See how fucking beautiful you are? See your lovely, thick nipples coming out to play? Your tits are lovely... and your delightful bush... it's sodden, you dirty bitch.' Marion slid her fingers and palms along the inside of her thighs. She luxuriated in the softness of her skin and ran her hands up over her tummy and up to the hard pebbles of her nipples. It wasn't until she felt the sensitive, puckered tips that she realised how they ached, how she yearned for release. Marion then became aware of the sympathetic pulsing of her clit in time with her nipples as they throbbed to the increasing beat of her heart. 'Oh, God,' she squirmed and writhed as her sex flushed hot with ardour. 'I'm on fire... I'm so hot...' Astrid laughed and pressed the dildo tighter against Marion's stiff, rosy clit. 'You like that do you, baby? Good, you're such a doll. I want you to come for me, come for all of us.' As her lust burned, Marion continued to stroke her own, ripe body. Jenna was already in the throes of her second climax and Marion dimly registered the girl's loud groans and moans as Jenna capitulated and allowed the rush of her orgasm to overwhelm her. 'Fuck,' grunted Jenna again. "I'm coming... It's a good one... Oh God!' Jenna was pressing the noisy vibrator against her sex urgently and at the same time mauled at her large breasts, pausing only to pull at the hoops that pierced her skin. The sounds of the younger girl's climax filled the room as Marion took control of the dildo from Astrid, and Jenna wailed and thrashed wildly in a completely uninhibited display of pure sexual delight. Lisa fingered her own puffy sex while she watched her friend's orgasm do its damage. The slim girl's eyes were heavy with her own arousal and her fingers were busy between her slippery, smooth labia when she turned her attention to Marion. 'That's it, Marion,' she murmured. 'Use that thing on your cunt... Oh God...' Marion held her sex wide open with her fingers and introduced the blunt head of the dildo to her opening. She pushed the thing into her sodden entrance and felt the ridge bump against her insides. 'Oh my God!' An involuntary groan burst from her throat as Marion flicked at the switch to set the dildo buzzing inside her. 'It's good... so good,' she sighed. 'I love it.' Marion squeezed her thick, aching teats and tight breasts as the vibrating rabbit buzzed against her insides and simultaneously zapped her almost-too-sensitive clitoris. She was rushing headlong into the abyss. She'd not felt so aroused for what seemed like years. Her climax was a bright, distant spot on the horizon, and Marion focussed all her attention upon it. Astrid settled back in her own seat and spread her long, lean thighs. She pushed two fingers into her gooey cunt and fingered herself vigorously. As her sticky fingers plunged and probed, Astrid used her other hand to rub at her own excited clitty. Coffee Mornings (Marion & Astrid) Marion heard the doorbell chime inside Astrid's house and her tummy fluttered with butterfly wings of anticipation. She had anticipated this morning's arrival with growing expectation, ever since Astrid had called her days before to arrange the time for their meeting. Marion was nearly climbing the walls with the frustration she felt as her husband dithered and dawdled prior to eventually leaving the house at eight thirty. To be fair, he carried out his morning routine just as deliberately that morning, and left no later than usual, it just seemed that he took an age with his preparations that particular day. No sooner had Marion heard the sound of her husband's car crunching down the gravelled driveway than she was in the shower and beginning her own meticulous preparations. She wanted to be smooth limbed and sweetly scented for her pending date with her new girlfriend. Once Marion had bathed, she laid a towel over the duvet cover and carefully, meticulously trimmed and shaved her, usually, hirsute mound until all that remained of her pubic bush was a cute tuft that crowned her slit. Marion admired her handiwork with the aid of a small mirror, and was pleased to see the result. There were no unsightly blemishes to cause Marion any anxiety and her already feathery stomach gave another twirl when she imagined Astrid's face as she first set eyes on this new coiffure. Marion had already chosen her dress, going for simplicity rather than style. She had carefully prepared a denim dress that fell to mid thigh. It was an old favourite, one she felt comfortable in, and she knew the hemline fell to the perfect height to show off her legs. In deference to her voluptuous figure, Marion covered her full breasts with a delicate bra, but dispensed with any other underwear. She felt deliciously wicked as she left her house knowing that she was bare bottomed under the dress, with her confidence being boosted by an admiring glance from her next door neighbour as he passed by. As Marion approached Astrid's address though, the butterflies in her tummy turned into huge birds' wings – What was she doing? What would her husband say if he knew what Marion was facing that day? After a moment's pause, Marion steeled her resolve and pressed the button, which sounded the bell inside the house 'Darling!' Astrid smiled when she opened the door and saw Marion nervously standing there. 'Come in, you look lovely.' Astrid stepped aside and pulled the door wide to allow Marion access. Marion saw that Astrid was wearing a towelling robe; she was just about to comment when the younger woman slipped the robe from her tanned shoulders. 'I couldn't answer the door in the buff,' Astrid said in a quiet, husky voice. 'But I hope you approve of my nudity now.' Marion nodded and gazed at her host's slim physique. 'You're so fit,' she said in a near whisper. 'Really, so beautiful...' Astrid's laugh of delight sounded loud and full of appreciation: 'You're such a doll,' she responded and moved quickly to Marion. 'We went through this last week,' she scolded. 'You're a very sexy woman yourself... really sexy...' Astrid lifted her hand to gently stroke Marion's face. She purred gently for a moment as she savoured the soft skin of Marion's cheek. Then, moving almost imperceptibly, she lightly kissed Marion's dry, red painted lips. It was only a light touching of the lips, but for Marion it was a sublime moment. It was her first Sapphic kiss; the first time she'd either kissed or been kissed by another woman in a non-platonic way. The kiss was the precursor to another, more ardent kiss, and Marion felt a thrill of yearning flush her pussy with heat when Astrid's wriggling, insistent tongue pushed into her mouth. Astrid took hold of Marion's face in both her hands and increased the pressure against her trembling guest's mouth. She forced her tongue between Marion's teeth and probed deeply in search of Marion's own tongue. Astrid's breathy moans betrayed her arousal while she continued to swirl her tongue around and around Marion's. Her hands had left Marion's face by now and had reached below the hem of the denim dress. Astrid moaned quietly when she felt the smooth skin of Marion's buttocks, the sensual delight unimpeded by underwear. Astrid broke the kiss: 'No knickers?' she breathed, her eyes sparkling and widening with surprise when her hand moved to cup Marion's freshly cleared mons. 'You filthy bitch... I can't wait to taste you down there...' Astrid kissed Marion again, only this time Marion opened her mouth willingly and used her tongue against Astrid's as they kissed. 'Come upstairs,' Astrid whispered and took Marion's hand in hers. Marion allowed herself to be led by the hand as the pair climbed the stairs. She was visibly trembling when Astrid led her into a spacious, comfortable looking bedroom. Part of her wanted to turn and leave the house immediately; she was so nervous, but there was a deeper part of her that was tremendously excited by what, she hoped, was shortly going to unfold in that room. Marion was on the brink of tasting another woman's sex... She could barely contain her arousal at the thought of Astrid lying on the bed with her long, sexy legs spread wide... 'Oh fuck,' Marion moaned quietly when her insides clenched at her sordid imaginings. She wondered how Astrid would taste - how would another woman's sex feel against her tongue? 'God, Marion,' Astrid said gently when she saw her guest's trembling limbs. 'Are you so very nervous?' Marion nodded; she didn't trust her voice enough to speak. 'That's okay,' Astrid responded, 'I understand. I'll be gentle with you...' She grinned wickedly: '...At first.' Astrid kissed Marion yet again. On this occasion however she lifted the hem of Marion's dress and squeezed the older woman's buttocks with both hands. Astrid kneaded and squeezed more when Marion moaned lightly at the pressure against her skin. The blonde moved her feet further apart in a subliminal invitation, and immediately Astrid moved one hand around to the front of Marion's body to press her palm against Marion's recently shaven mons. 'Mmm, so smooth, my darling,' Astrid sighed as she lightly ran her middle finger along the crease of Marion's vulva. Marion gasped and pulled her mouth from her tanned lover's when Astrid's finger tip slid lightly over the stiff nub of her clit. The sound of Marion's excitement encouraged Astrid to repeat the move and she was rewarded by a deeper groan of appreciation from the blonde. 'It's just the two of us today,' Astrid whispered while Marion closed her eyes and simply savoured the tiny bursts of pleasure between her legs. 'I want to take your girly virginity and enjoy you... I want you all to myself.' Astrid's words were a hoarse whisper and caused a ripple of desire to pulse through Marion's sex. The newness of the situation and Astrid's husky tone excited Marion beyond description; she was horny, so very, very horny. 'I want you to take me,' Marion managed to reply. 'I want you to show me how good it can be with another woman...' Marion's knees almost buckled as Astrid continued to flick at her sensitised clitoris. 'Oh, God... please, Astrid,' she groaned, 'please... please... that's so sweet...' 'Lie down,' Astrid said urgently, suddenly commanding as she almost pushed Marion onto the bed. Astrid hastily rucked the hem of her lover's dress in her rush to get between Marion's thighs. She pushed Marion's legs wide and groaned heavily with the force of her lust bursting like a flame through her own sex. 'So smooth, so beautifully smooth,' Astrid murmured, her eyes fixed hungrily on the sticky flaps of Marion's vulva while the mature woman struggled slightly as she pulled the dress up over her head. Astrid ran the palms of her hands over the silky skin of Marion's inner thighs, caressing and savouring the sensation of Marion's flesh as she went. Astrid's hands snaked up over the softness of Marion's tummy and up to her big breasts. 'Quickly,' Astrid whispered breathlessly. 'Unclip that bra. I want to feel your soft skin... I want to feel your glorious breasts.' 'Astrid,' Marion whispered a few moments later. She felt so beautifully free now she was naked. All her earlier self-awareness had evaporated, which left Marion feeling liberated and totally at ease to enjoy the new experience of a woman's touch on her body. 'I'm so, so hot... I feel so damn sexy... Your hands on me...' Astrid massaged the globes of Marion's tits; the nipples thickening and hardening at her touch. 'My tits,' Marion closed her eyes at the sublime feeling. 'My nipples are so sensitive... Feel my body, please... touch me.' Astrid moved so that her slim, well-toned body covered Marion's. She squeezed the big, squashy globes together and used her tongue against the thick, rubbery textured teats that stood in the dark islands of their areola. The pretty, dark-haired woman sucked at each of Marion's breasts in turn; her lips making a loud, obscene smacking sound as she left a trail of saliva against the creamy skin. She moved with an almost feline fluidity as she rubbed the length of her body against Marion whilst moving for yet another sweet kiss. Astrid's own hard tipped breasts brushed lightly against Marion's skin causing the flame of her passion to burn even hotter. 'Suck my tits now, baby.' Astrid manoeuvred herself so that her tight, exquisitely shaped breasts hung tantalisingly over Marion's face. Marion lifted her head and bridged the short gap between her mouth and Astrid's sweet scented skin. She licked at the coral buds tentatively before she gave a groan of pure, animal desire and slurped at Astrid greedily. 'Yes, baby, yes!' Astrid cried in delight as Marion threw caution to the wind. She was delighted that her lover had apparently overcome her earlier nervousness and was now an eager participant in the lovely, sweet sex between them. Astrid moved her legs so she was able to straddle Marion and she shuffled forward on her knees until her mound was now inches from Marion's face. 'Taste me,' she ordered brusquely. 'Use your tongue... Lick me.' From her restricted position below Astrid, Marion stared at the cleft of her new lover's sex. She was enthralled by the paradoxical ugly-beauty of the folds of Astrid's labia and used her finger tips to peel the gooey flaps apart. She gave an audible gasp when she saw the hot, inflamed looking core of Astrid's scarlet opening. She saw the gleaming wetness of Astrid's arousal, which caused a trickle of sympathetic desire to dribble from her own excited cunt. Marion lifted the delicate hood that cloaked Astrid's clit and then slowly, agonisingly slowly, dabbed her tongue against it. Her first taste of another woman's body! How sweet it was. 'Oh, baby,' Astrid groaned when she felt the heat of Marion's breath waft across her sex. 'Fuck!' she exclaimed loudly shortly afterwards at the delicate touch of the blonde's tongue. Astrid's thigh muscles convulsed and her buttocks clenched tightly with the electric pulses of pleasure that thrilled through her body. She couldn't control herself and pushed her slippery pussy down onto Marion's face. She moaned loudly and mauled at her breasts as she ground her clit down against Marion's mouth and chin. Marion sucked at Astrid's hard clit as her chin and cheeks were smeared with the juice that trickled from Astrid's opening. She pushed her tongue as deep into the soft centre of the excited woman's sex and heard Astrid's squeals and grunts of arousal. 'Shit. Shit. Shit!' the younger woman grunted in vehement, animal bursts. She had been keenly anticipating this morning, having been in a state of constant arousal ever since Marion had agreed to the visit. Astrid's stomach tightened and her buttocks clenched rhythmically in time with her contracting cunt. She couldn't quite believe how swiftly the novice between her thighs was bringing her to the edge of this first, fierce climax. 'Marion... Oh fuck, Marion...' Astrid groaned. 'You're going to get me there...' Astrid's dark hair swung as her head rolled from side to side. Her pretty face was a contorted grimace of concentrated ecstasy, with her teeth clenched and her eyes shut tight. The wave of her orgasm burst heavily and caused Astrid to gasp loudly and roll away from Marion's busy-tongued assault. She groaned and moaned as the climax continued to roll over her senses, even after there was no longer any physical contact between the two women. Marion lifted herself up on one elbow and surveyed the devastation she'd wrought. Astrid moaned and opened her eyes once the sweep of her climax had died away. 'Jesus, Marion,' Astrid grinned and rolled her eyes. 'That was stunning... You say you've never licked a woman before?' Astrid's eyebrows arched at the speculation. 'No, never,' Marion said emphatic. 'I... I didn't think you'd come so quickly... or so violently,' she added. 'Darling,' Astrid sighed, 'it was absolutely magical.' Marion blushed, the rosy glow spreading swiftly and tinting the upper slopes of her breasts a soft pink. Astrid giggled when she noticed Marion's reaction: 'Now... I think I should return the compliment.' Before her guest could react, Astrid had Marion's thighs wide apart and had pushed her face against the woman's body between her widespread thighs. Marion's eyes widened dramatically when she felt Astrid's quick, eager tongue split her labia and the snaking intruder sought out her clitty. 'Fuck!' Marion blurted with uncharacteristic profanity. 'I... I... Oh, God!' The well practiced Astrid slurped over Marion's tight clit as she sought to bring her guest to an equally speedy climax. Her tongue moved quickly against the little nub, while at the same time, she used the tip of her index finger to gently tease Marion's slippery opening. 'You're a wet girl,' Astrid mumbled, and slid the length of her finger into Marion's body. She moved the finger around inside Marion for a moment or two, before she inserted a second digit. Astrid then used both fingers to massage the spongy walls, doubling her attack by dabbing her pointed tongue at the blonde's clitoris once more. Now it was Marion's turn to grunt and moan whilst experiencing the tender licks and caresses of her host. Astrid used her fingers well and after a few moments of experimental probing, she found Marion's most sensitive spot inside her body. Marion's gasps of sheer delight gave Astrid all the clues she needed, and from that moment on, the slim, dark tanned beauty concentrated her efforts on that place. 'Astrid!' Marion squealed, her eyes widened and her mouth opened in a large O of surprise. Marion swallowed heavily and her head fell back as the fingers squirming inside her performed their magic. Marion's eyes glazed over and her eyelids drooped heavily as the lust boiled outwards from the core of her body. 'That's the place isn't it, baby?' Astrid whispered as she looked up to see Marion's face contorted with pleasure. 'I'm going to make you come, aren't I? You're going to cum on my face and fingers, aren't you?' Marion heard the words indistinctly. It was as though she were in some far away place and was hearing Astrid's voice through a long tunnel. All Marion could focus upon was the heat between her legs. Her tummy muscles were tight, with the muscles in her legs and arms equally strained. Marion would be stiff limbed and sore for days afterwards, but right at that moment she had no inkling of the physical pressure she was under. She was desperate to soothe the fire burning in her cunt. Her nipples were hugely elongated and her breasts and clitoris throbbed and thrummed in a sympathetic beat in time with her hammering heart. The hotter the flames of lust and the higher the fire burned, the harder Marion pushed herself against Astrid's embedded, probing fingers and quick tongue. 'Astrid... Oh fuck, Astrid...' Marion blurted and then groaned loudly as her climax finally hit. Astrid continued to finger Marion's clenching pussy relentlessly and felt the huge rush of excitement and satisfaction when a squirt of syrupy gloop splashed forcefully against the inside of her wrist. 'Yes!' Astrid cried in triumph and dipped her face to taste the cum that dribbled from Marion's scarlet opening. 'Come for me you beautiful bitch,' she exhorted, her ecstatic face smeared with goo. Marion's orgasm rolled on and on, seeming to taper off only to be followed up by more surges of sweet, sweet pleasure. 'Wow,' Marion breathed finally. 'I've never... I mean the juice... Oh, God... Astrid, it was beautiful.' Astrid moved to her lover's side and the two women kissed gently. Marion was surprised at her own audacity and daring as she slurped her own cum from Astrid's tongue. She had crossed a boundary that morning and knew that she had found more than a lover in Astrid. Marion wanted more of this; she fervently wanted to see more of her sweet, young lover. Then Marion felt a stab of guilt; her husband, she'd been unfaithful to her dear husband. 'What's the matter?' Astrid asked, apparently sensing Marion's sudden change in mood. The two women lay in the rumpled bed together and spoke for a long time. Eventually Astrid kissed the blonde Marion tenderly and used her elegant hands to smooth and massage Marion's anxieties away. Together they had come up with a plan that would hopefully assuage Marion's guilt. Her lucky husband was in for a huge surprise... Coffee Mornings 'Jesus,' she thought to herself. 'I love these days... Look... just look. We're all so fucking nasty, so horny... If any of our men could see us...' Astrid let her thoughts drift as she watched her new recruit using the rabbit dildo on her bright, hot, puffy cunt. Marion was using the vibrator vigorously by now. She was using the phallus to rub hard as she sought out her g-spot. The feeling of the device's ridges and bumps was like nothing she'd experienced in the past. She was so used to her husband's cock, not that he wasn't a beautiful fuck, even after all these years, but the dildo got to forgotten places inside her. It was like being fucked by a new man, a stranger almost, and the combined assault against her gooey insides and her throbbing clitty were totally sublime. Of course the added frisson of masturbating unashamedly in front of an audience was indescribable... Marion felt her cunt clenching around the insatiable, vibrating toy as though her insides were doing their utmost to keep the thing locked within her body. Through the mists of her red hot lust Marion could hear her own juices squelching obscenely around the shaft as she pulled it almost free of her opening, only to plunge it back into her clamouring, hungry cunt. When Marion opened her eyes slightly she saw Jenna standing close by. The girl was using her fingers against her thick, swollen labia and clitoris while she stared hungrily at Marion's matted pubic bush. The ring through Jenna's clitty hood glinted and shone as her fingers curled around and around her slippery sex, and Marion had a brief moment of clarity where she decided that she wanted to have the same kind of decoration through her clitty. She groaned loudly when she suddenly received a vivid mental image of her staid husband's face if she were to spread her legs for him to reveal her newly shaven mound and glittering clitty ring... 'She's going to come, look at her face... She's going to do it.' Jenna's voice was high pitched and excited when she made her lewd observation while she sawed at her sex forcefully and pproached yet another climax. 'I'm going to come as well,' Astrid sighed from her position on her chair. Her long, tanned thighs were spread wide and her juice smeared fingers were plunging in and out of her own flushed and swollen sex. Marion flicked the dildo to full throttle and let the wave of her climax break. She grunted and groaned when the most intense orgasm she'd experienced for months, maybe even years, battered her senses. The heat spread from her sex and flowed smoothly through her body and along her limbs. Her toes curled and her back arched wildly as she pushed as much of the plastic cock into her body as she could physically take, and the waves just kept rolling. When Marion eventually landed, she pulled the vibrator free of her still clenching sex and flicked the switch to off. She sat limp and momentarily sated and watched Astrid in the throes of a powerful, finger induced cum. Astrid's hips were lifting jerkily off the cushioned seat as her body reflexed involuntarily as though the woman was fucking a real cock. Marion was nearly hypnotised by the sheer sexual magnetism of watching Astrid climax but she noticed Lisa from the corner of her eye and turned her attention to the girl. Lisa too was on the verge of her orgasm and was using an enormously thick double ended dildo on herself. Lisa had a tight grip on the rubber shaft with both hands and was pushing what seemed to be an impossible length of the thing into her opening. Even from her position across the room, Marion could clearly see the tide mark of Lisa's creaming against the blackness of the faux penis when she pulled inches of it clear of her body. The coffee morning had been a huge success, all the girls agreed, and Marion knew that now that her libido had been set alight, then she'd be a regular player during Tuesdays and Thursdays. She was looking forward to the next encounter, which was apparently going to involve using the toys on each other, and getting a little physical with the other girls as well. Lesbian sex to follow? Marion could hardly wait.