Hope you all were extremely horny after reading this. Author again is Georgia.

Woke up this morning and felt like crap. Probably cos I drunk nearly 2
bottles of wine the night before. Had a girly night in with my best friend.
WE drunk and did what most women do when they are bonding…ate lots of ice
cream and bitched about ex boyfriends and disastrous sexual experiences.
I didn’t want to get out of bed, I put the duvet back over my head and
pretended I hadn’t woken up yet…until my phone started ringing.Ugh!
I eventually got up and took a long slow shower. Mike popped into my mind
as I was scrubbing my breasts. I remembered how he kissed me, how he licked
me and oooh that was it! My pussy was awake. I found myself stroking it. The
more I thought about Mike, the more I rubbed my clit. I stuck my finger
inside my wet pussy and fucked myself. I imagined that it was Mike’s cock
inside me. Fucking me in the shower. His wet body rubbing against mine. His
hands running up and down my soapy body and fucking me deep and slow. I
imagined him moving in and out and feeling every stroke of his big hard
cock.
With my pussy begging for more… I took the shower head and put it on my
clit…oh my god. The water beating against my pussy sent me into a great
orgasm as I imagined Mike being inside me. I felt light headed and lay down
in the bath as the shower carried on running over my body. The doorbell
rang. F**K!!!!
My neighbour Lisa popped round to make sure I was still going to hers for
lunch…Crap! I was not in the mood to socialise but I did promise. She was
trying so hard to set me up with a guy cos she thought I was lonely…if
only she knew lol.
I had a dilemma about what to wear. Conservative? Sexy? Casual?
Hmmmm…f**k it…sexy it is!
I finally arrived at Lisa’s apartment 90 minutes later. I knocked and could
hear chatter and laughter coming from the apartment. I walked in and the
room went quiet…not good.
Lisa broke the silence by offering me a drink. We hurried over to the
kitchen and I managed to get myself together. Lisa explained that her guests
were surprised to see me…looking so hot! Ok…...
I went back to the lounge and was introduced to everyone. The big surprise
came when I saw Mike. My heart skipped a beat and I could not look at him in
the eye. I hadn’t seen him since the last time he disapeared after licking
my ass.
The afternoon dragged on and I couldn’t help but watch Mike everytime he
was in the room. We made eye contact a few times but I wanted more. He was
looking so good I could almost taste him.
A few glasses of wine later, we were all seated in the lounge and chatting
about nothing in particular. Mike and I made plenty of eye contact and I
could feel him undressing me. His eyes said it all, he wanted me.
I made my excuses and left the party. I walked down the hallway slowly and
hoped that Mike would follow.
I got to my apartment and there was no sign of Mike. Where was he? Was I
imagining things? What the woops? Ugh!!!!
I opened a bottle of wine and went to sit down when my bell rang. YES!!!!
Mike…there he was. At my door. A bottle of wine in his hand and a
gorgeous smile…I let him in.
“I thought you might need the company” He mumbled.
“As long as you promise not to disapear on me again” I said calmly.
We drank my bottle first and lets just say, by the time we got to the
second bottle I was ready to jump his bones.
I watched his sexy lips talk and smile…I crossed and uncrossed my legs
cos my pussy had a mind of its own and was getting a bit too excited!
In the end I thought…woops it! I turned down the lights, put on some slow
jams and went in for the kill.
I sat on the sofa next to him and pushed my breasts forward towards him. I
leaned in and whispered “we have some unfinished business”.
Our lips met and his hand reached over to pull me closer. His tongue danced
with mine. I moved over and straddled his lap. My little black dress had
moved up to my thighs by now and I was exposed as wearing no knickers. His
hands caressed my back and he grabbed my ass and pulled me closer to him.
His cock was right on my pussy and I started grinding my hips wishing our
bodies were both naked. We kissed passionately and I slipped his t-shirt
off, He pulled open my blouse and my breasts were now rubbing against his
bare chest. His kiss was so intense that my whole body tingled at the
thought of him doing what he was doing but to my pussy. I tried desperately
to undo his jeans but he stopped me. He put my hands behind my back and
kissed me hard. While one hand held my hands behind my back, the other
reached over to my pussy. He ran a finger all around my clit then slowly
rubbed my whole pussy. He slipped two fingers inside my dripping wet pussy
and went in and out. He did it so slowly that my clit doubled in size and my
juices flowed. I nearly screamed but he carried on kissing me.
Mike lay me on the floor and parted my legs. He looked me deep in the eye
and kissed me. He moved down to my breasts and took each of them in his
mouth. His tongue wriggled around my nipple. He sucked and squeezed my
breasts then moved lower. He kissed the inside of my thighs softly and
eventually reached my clit. His tongue explored all around my inner lips
slowly. When he got to my hole he dipped his tongue inside and kept it there
for a few seconds. He fucked my pussy with his tongue and made me cum all
over his mouth. He licked up my juices and opened my legs even wider. He
held my thighs tightly and started licking my ass. Oh my god! His tongue
felt so good dipping in and out of my asshole. He licked and fucked my ass
then moved back to sucking my clit. I exploded again. As he sucked my clit
he slipped two fingers into my pussy. His fingers fucked me whilst his mouth
sucked me. Oh my god! He then slipped one finger out of my pussy and slid
into my asshole. Wow! He fucked both my holes with his fingers whilst his
mouth clung onto my throbbing clit. I never wanted him to stop. He fucked me
faster and faster.

What a wonderful night! It has been ages since I have had 2 gorgeous people
in my bed at the same time. Greedy, I know but hey 2s company and 3 is even
better.

Last night was games night at my place. I invited a couple of girlfriends,
lisa and Tanya and my good friend Peter. Poor thing was outnumbered by the
girls but I don?t think he was complaining. We all enjoyed a few battles on
the Wii and finished off with card games. Things got more interesting when
we all agreed to strip or take a shot of Sambuka everytime we lost.
By the time midnight rolled round we had been through 6 bottles of wine and
half a bottle of Sambuka. Lisa had already passed out on the sofa and was
snoring away. Tanya and Peter were still in the dining room attempting to
play cards. I don?t think either one of them knew what game they were
playing lol.
I took a bottle of wine in the room with me and closed the door so we
wouldn?t wake Lisa.
I watched Tanya as she sat across form me half naked after losing a couple
of games and Peter was the same. I wasn?t sure if it was the alcohol or the
sight of naked flesh but I felt a little tingle between my legs. I went and
sat next to Peter. I put my hand on his knee as he rambled on about
something?I wasn?t really listening.
This was a great setting because I had previously slept with Tanya and
Peter but not at the same time?slut lol.
I continued to run my fingers along Peter?s chest and played with his
nipples. He stopped talking for a second and turned to me?I looked at him
and smiled. Tanya watched as we shared a slow, long passionate kiss. I then
got up from my seat and walked over to Tanya. I leaned over and started
kissing her neck. She leaned her head back and enjoyed my lips brushing
against her soft skin. She moaned softly as I reached down to play with her
tits. She unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor. I looked over at Peter
and gave him a cheeky smile.
I got Tanya off her chair and placed her cute bum on the table. I stood in
front of her and parted her legs. She pulled me closer to her and kissed me
on the lips. Her tongue roamed my mouth as she pulled my top off. Our kiss
got a bit more intense and passionate. I pulled her even closer to me and
our tits were pressed against each other. We started rubbing against each
other and our breathing got even quicker. I wanted to taste her right there
and then. I started sucking on her nipples and lay her on the table. I
kissed Tanya all over her neck and chest and could see from the corner of my
eye that Peter was now taking off his trousers. I kneeled on the chair and
pulled Tanya?s skirt down. I kissed her hips, her thighs and kissed the top
of her knickers. She let out a soft groan and went to cross her legs. I
opened her legs again and continued kissing the top of her knickers. I
finally parted her knickers to one side and licked her clit. Tanya moaned
and I dived in again. I licked her clit once more and ran my tongue further
down between her lips. She was so wet that I wanted to lick her pussy dry.
My tongue explored her pussy, darting in and out and sucking her clit. I
held her pussy lips open and stuck my tongue as far into her hole as I
could. Tanya nearly screamed. I fucked her with my tongue then stuck my
finger inside her.
Peter came up behind me as I fucked Tanya with my fingers and my tongue. He
pulled my skirt and knickers down and started kissing my cheeks. I felt his
tongue lick around my ass then down to my pussy lips. My juices were
practically running down my leg. Tanya moaned even louder as I finger fucked
her even faster and Peter stuck his tongue deep into my pussy.
Tanya got on all fours and I licked her ass as Peter licked mine. I felt 2
fingers go into my wet pussy as Peter tongue-fucked my ass hole. I was ready
to cum but held it back because I wanted Tanya to cum first. I licked her
ass even harder and fucked her pussy with my fingers. Tanya was tensing up
and next thing I know she squirted all over the table. I rubbed her pussy
hard and made her squirt even more. She screamed.
We all paused for a second thinking that we woke Lisa. There was no
movement in the other room.
Tanya and I shared a kiss then we turned our attention to Peter. He looked
scared!
As I kissed Peter on the lips, Tanya grabbed his cock and started stroking
it. Then we all kissed. Our tongues worked together like magic and it was
such a turn-on that Peter was getting weak at the knees.
We lay him down on the floor. Tanya started sucking his big hard cock while
I sat on his face. I loved the way he licked my pussy and I fucked his face
faster and faster. I rocked my hips back and fourth until he made me shake
all over. His face was soaked in my juices. I got off him and invited Tanya
to lick my juices off his face with me. We licked and kissed him all over
til my juices were gone.
Tanya and I then moved down to Peter?s cock. We both licked it and kissed
each other at the same time. Tanya then started licking his balls as I
sucked the tip of his cock. I took more and more of his cock inside my mouth
and Peter held onto one of the chair legs. I sucked his cock and Tanya
stroked it and sucked his balls. Then we both licked the tip of his cock and
Peter let out a groan.
We hungrily sucked Peter?s cock. He grabbed my hair as he exploded all over
both of us. Tanya was covered in his cum and so was I. Peter ordered me to
lick his cum off Tanya?s face. I licked her and kissed her all over. We
shared his cum and licked each other clean.
?Well that was a turn on to watch!? said Lisa as she peeped through the
door.

Her husband have ignored her needs
She was craving for sexual fulfillment
I filled the sensuous space he left empty.

We wound up at bed
With every unmistakable look
Staying in the sheets for long hours.

She was moving the sheets
on and off over her body
Showing all sides of her
Immaculate form
Round and inviting buttocks.

After a week
Her hair was flowing, her body was perfect
Her smile was non-stop
She was happy.

She was feeling a vibrant sensation
Called sex.

She was recapturing her sex life again
She was awakening to the sensual side of her soul
That has been subdued by work and clothes.

‘Of course, yes, yes. I’ve never been so turned on in my life as I am now. I can accept your lesbianism. I won’t divorce you - I want you to remain my wife always. And I’ll never stand in your way - you must explore your desires - here in our marital bed, with your friends, with Mrs Kumila, whatever you want my love - my beautiful and sweet wife…’ At this point my long delayed ejaculation burst forth and cum cascaded onto my stomach. ‘Umm, Jon, I love you. I think we are going to have a lot of fun, don’t you?’

I was taking the initiative now, confident in my desire for this woman. I reached for the cock and placed it at my woops lips. I nodded to Mrs Kumila that I was ready - ‘now, auntie, now, fill me up with your cock, woops me, woops your lesbian whore…’ She began to ease the cock in, deeper and deeper, filling me in ways that a man’s cock has ever done. When she was fully in me I groaned, closing my legs around her, gripping her so tight. We kissed again, knowing that we were consummating our relationship, our lesbian love.

And so she began to woops me. woops me as I’ve never been fucked before. And for longer than I’ve ever been fucked. For a time she played with me, varying the tempo, bringing me to the brink of orgasm before letting me down. Finally she thrust long and deep and continued to hump against me until I screamed with my climax. I was left breathing hard, my body a sweaty and trembling mess. But she didn’t stop. After giving me a moment to catch my breath she fucked me again with her gorgeous cock bringing me to orgasm after orgasm. Only after my fourth orgasm did she roll off my satiated body and onto her back, her black cock glistening with my juices.

Her own dark skin was drenched in sweat and the smell was intoxicating. Tired though I was I crawled over to her and snuggled up to her generous form, resting my head on her breast. And so my dear we slept. Two Indian women. Two lovers. And yes, my dear, two lesbians.’

With these words Anita tightened her grip on my already rock-hard penis. It is hard to describe the excitement I had experienced listening to her account of her passionate encounter with Mrs Kumila. I had never heard anything so erotic. My love and desire for my Indian wife had never been so intense. She looked up at me with her wide and dark eyes: ‘Jon, dear, I’m so confused. I love you very much - you must know that - and I love your cock and the way you make love to me. But I’m afraid that after today things have changed. I’ve discovered what I suppose I’d known, feared even, from my days as a girl. I’d always suspected that in might be a lesbian, that I might prefer women to men. I’ve tried to fight it baby, to be a good wife to you. But Mrs Kumila knew, baby, don’t ask me how, but she did. Today, Jon, she unlocked my hidden self, my true nature, and I can’t go back. I’m a lesbian. Your wife’s a lesbian. Can you handle that Jon?’

The words were so intoxicating that my cock immediately grew to its full hardness in my wife’s small hand. She gazed directly into my eyes. ‘I think that might give me my answer. You’re turned on by it aren’t you? Tell me that you can handle it. That you are turned on by the fact that your wife lusts after other women. Am I right?’

Her tongue was now jabbing into me again and again, deep into my wet and open hole. Her hands were on my arse, squeezing the cheeks, pulling me open for her greedy mouth. My juices were flow flowing thick and fast and I was humping against this woman’s tongue, enjoying the sexual release she was giving me. My orgasm was building now and I began to scream out, arching my back as I gripped the headboard tightly.

When my orgasm was spent I slumped forward, stunned - not only from its violence, but from the fact that I’d orgasmed from the touch and tongue of another woman. I rolled off Mrs Kumila’s face and lay on my back, panting for breath, my breasts heaving and my skin covered in a sheen of sweat. My hair too was wet with perspiration. I was and felt myself to be a totally wanton slut.

I reached across to Mrs Kumila and softly squeezed her hand. She shifted herself onto her side, her heavy, ripe, body wonderful to behold. Our eyes met and I looked at her with tenderness and gratitude. ‘Thank you,’ I managed to say. ‘Thank you for the best orgasm of my life. I can’t believe I’m saying this - that I’d be thanking a woman for satisfying me like this. My darling auntie, how did you know - how did you know this was what I wanted?’

Mrs Kumila reached across and gently stroked my damp forehead, pushing the hair from my eyes. ‘You don’t need to thank me my dear. The debt is all mine my sweet. I know an erotic woman when I meet one. I’ve loved and lusted after women for many years. I can sense from a woman’s reactions to my presence if she is open to the love of a woman - and believe me honey, most are…’

As she said this her hand slowly wandered across my face, over my lips, down the side of my neck and to my right left nipple. She began to finger its hardness, making it erect. ‘For you see, Anita, I understand a woman’s needs, I know where to touch and suck, caress and massage. Most women find me a better lover than any man. They go home to their husbands, but they go home as lesbians.’

Mrs Kumila leaned over to me now and began to kiss my stomach, making her way up to my breasts, her hand sliding up between my legs - which I opened to give her access to my pussy, hungry again for her ministrations. ‘Can you understand that Anita, can you understand women who want me for a lesbian lover, who resist their husbands and save themselves for me? Would you do that if I asked you? Would you give yourself to me Anita? Would you become my lesbian slut if I wanted you to?

My woops was speaking for me honey. I opened my thighs wider and wider, desperate to show her my love, to open for her touch. Her finger was teasing my clit, drawing it from its hood, stimulating it in ways I could never have imagined. I slid my fingers into Mrs Kumila’s hair and pulled her too me, clasping her so tight, loving her voluptuous form, the scent of her perfume, her intoxicating femininity. ‘Yes, auntie, yes, I admit it, I’ll do what you say. Yes, I’m a lesbian, your lesbian, and I’ll come to you whenever you say, whenever I can. I love you and I love what you’ve done to me and are making me. Use me how you wish - but please, darling, please love your Anita…’

I couldn’t finish the sentence as Mrs Kumila’s red lips closed over mine while two of her fingers slid into my woops. I was wet and slippery and she moved her fingers in and out with ease while her thumb continued to torment my clit. My juices were flowing thick and fast and Mrs Kumila eased her fingers out and raised them to my face.

‘Here you are my love, breathe in the scent of a woman, the most arousing smell in the world.’ I smelt deeply my own juices, loving their pungent odour. ‘It’s good isn’t it my love? Now taste yourself for me.’ She lowered her fingers to my lips and, gazing all the while into her eyes, I slowly sucked her fingers into my mouth. This act of sucking my own feminine juices from the fingers of this lesbian while I gazed into her deep dark eyes was supremely erotic. I relished every heady drop. ‘That’s a good girl. You are going to learn to love the taste of pussy - I can tell your going to love eating my hairy woops aren’t you? I can’t wait till your young lips are kissing my mature ripe pussy. But I think my love that today you’d like me to woops you - to take your lesbian virginity. I think you’d like that, wouldn’t you my sweet?’

To my disappointment Mrs Kumila slide off me and crawled across to the side of the large bed. She eased herself off and walked across to the bathroom. I watched longingly the swing of her ample hips and plump arse. As I lay on the bed I stroked my pussy, yearning for my lover to return. And then, looking up, I saw her at the door of the bathroom, she was leaning against the doorframe in a seductive pose, her hips jutting out. And there, strapped around her hips was a large black cock.

As I looked at her she began to stroke it and then with oozing sensuality walked towards me. Her pendulous breasts swung as she walked, as did the shiny black cock. The sight of such a sexy woman sporting an erect cock was extraordinary. Id never seen such a big cock and to see it on a woman was too much.

‘Have you met a lesbian before, Anita?’ I shook my head, startled by the question. ‘You probably have - there are more women who have lesbian desires than you can imagine. Well, I am a lesbian. I hope that doesn’t upset you’ - at this she raised my hand to her lips and kissed it. ‘Most women have lesbian desires at some time. Most women find other women attractive.’ She stood up now, the towel falling completely away to reveal her voluptuous body. ‘Do you like what you see, Anita? Does it, I wonder, turn you on?’

I was shaking violently now, with a mixture of fear and desire. What was this woman doing to me! I had entered her house with no thought of sex, and now I was before her glorious naked body, unable to move or speak. ‘I think I do turn you on. Don’t worry, Anita, many married women have reacted like you, frightened to explore their desires for another woman. When they yielded to me they didn’t regret it.’ She raised her hand and placed it around the back of my neck. ‘Come to auntie, I’ve got what you need.’

She pulled me forward. Her breasts were only inches away. We were both breathing heavily. ‘Go on touch me, Anita, feel the weight of my heavy breasts. I’d love you to my dear.’ She closed her eyes and raised her arms above her head. Her breasts were thrust out, dominating my gaze. I reached out tentatively, curious for my first touch of a woman. I gently passed my hands across the soft orbs of her flesh, before taking the weight of each in the palms of my hands and beginning to massage them. ‘That’s it darling, love auntie’s breasts. Explore them. They’re yours. Play with them. Oh darling, come here.’

She took me in her arms and pressed my mouth to hers. I didn’t resist. We began to kiss passionately, because I was on fire now too. She tasted delicious and her tongue was soon pushing deep inside my mouth. She was unlocking something in me darling - something that has been dormant in me for many years. ‘Yes, auntie, yes, I’ve gazed at your beasts, I’ve fantasised about your voluptuous body. Teach me how to love a woman, take my lesbian virginity. I’m yours, I’m yours…’

She stepped away from me now with a seductive smile and walked slowly towards the bed, climbing onto it and leaning back against the sumptuous cushions. Her large breasts hung naturally on either side of her body and she parted her legs, to reveal the thick black hair of her woops. She stroked herself with her fingers. ‘Ummm Anita, you’ve got me nice and wet. Why don’t you take off those clothes? Let Auntie see that sexy body, that body that drives your lover wild.’

Nervous still, I pulled off my T-shirt and slid down my jeans, leaving only my underwear. ‘That’s it my darling. Now remove your bra and panties - I want to see all of you.’ I did as I was told and was soon naked before this woman. ‘Beautiful, beautiful. Now come here my sweet, come to auntie’s arms.’

I clambered onto the bed and crawled into her welcoming embrace. She smothered me in her voluptuous form, pulling me against her big breasts and enveloping me with her soft thighs. Her hand stroked my back as she kissed me lovingly and deeply. ‘God, you’ve made auntie so hot. I love your young slim body. I want to make love to every inch of you. I want to show you what a woman’s tongue can do.’ I lowered my mouth to hers again and our sensuous kissing continued.

Oh Jon, i’ve never been kissed like that before, she was so gentle and tender, she knew my needs so well honey. And the feeling of our breasts pressing together, my nipples in her yielding flesh, was about as much as I could bear. As we kissed her hand rested on my arse and firmly squeezed my arse-cheek. I could feel her finger nail begin to stroke my anus. I groaned, pushing back my arse to meet her finger. She took the hint and pressed her finger into my arse hole.

‘Urgghh, yes, auntie, I love this, I love what your doing to me, don’t stop - please…’ She pushed her finger deeper and deeper into me until she was fully accommodated. At first she did not move, content to enjoy the hot wet pressure of my arse hole, but then she began a slight motion, easing her finger back and forth, driving me to the limit of my pleasure. ‘Oh my Anita, you are so wet aren’t you? Your arse is so full of love juice for me. I love it baby - I want to eat your arse, I want to suck out your juice. Would you like that baby? Would you?’ ‘God yes, auntie, I want it so much. I want you to eat out my arse, to taste my juices. I want you to take all of me…’ ‘Oh yes, my sweet, all in good time. Auntie will give you all you ever wanted - more than any man can give you. Now come my love, let auntie Kumila have access to what she craves - your hot little pussy.’

At this point she slid down the bed a little and at the same time pulled me up towards her, pushing me forward till my hands were gripping the headboard and my woops was directly over her face. ‘That’s it darling, feed me your sexy shaven woops, let me eat your womanhood.’ Her tongue began to slide its way over my outer woops lips, flicking hungrily against the soft exposed flesh.

One evening as we lay together Anita reached for my cock and began to gently and seductively stroke it. But there is something different about her, an air of nervous excitement. She leans across to kiss me, her soft breasts sliding across my chest. As she does so she holds my gaze. ‘Darling,’ she says, ‘I have a confession to make, I need to tell you something. Something happened while you were at work today. Your Indian woman had an adventure. I’m a little nervous telling you. But I don’t want any secrets between us. I think you can handle it - can’t you?’ ‘Go ahead, I reply, you know I support you in whatever you do.’

‘Well, she continued, you know Mrs Kumila across the road? ’ I did. She was a well-built woman in her late 50s who had stopped and chatted to us when we first arrived in the neighbourhood. Her appearance was arresting: thick black hair, large, buxom, breasts, and wide hips. Her husband was a wealthy businessman who spent a lot of time away from the home. She didn’t seem to mind, she was one of those self-sufficient women who busied herself with not very much. ‘Well, I passed her in the street today. We chatted and she invited me over for some afternoon tea. Come any time she said, the later the better.

It was about 5.00pm when I knocked on the door, to be admitted by a pretty oriental maid. She told me to go upstairs. Madam was just getting ready and had given her instructions to send me up. The maid smiled bashfully as she said this - sweetly I thought. I ascended the stairs and finding the door to what I thought must be the bedroom ajar gently knocked and entered.

The air was humid from the effects of a shower, and Mrs Kumila entered from her shower room wrapped in a large red towel. It had to be large, for as you know she is a large woman! She came up to me enthusiastically and kissed me on the cheek. ‘I’m so glad you could come, I’m just getting ready from my shower, do come and keep me company. She took my hand and led me across to the dressing table, where she sat before a large mirror.

She began to do her make-up, putting a luscious red lipstick and combing her long black hair. She is a handsome woman, and I found myself watching her closely. Every so often she fixed her gaze on mine in the mirror. I noticed that she had hair under her armpits. I found the sight strangely arousing. Normally women are smooth, but the sight of this hair under Mrs Kumila’s arms was intriguing - speaking of earthy and elemental passions. She began to apply lotion to her shoulders and arms. Be a sweetie, she said, and rub some of this lotion on my back.

I was nervous. The thought of touching this woman’s naked skin was bad enough, but she was observing me very closely in the mirror. Her skin was soft and smooth. The sensations I felt were electric. This act of massaging a woman’s back was deeply erotic and I responded by backing my massage as slow and sensual as I could, kneading her shoulders with both my hands and easing the tensions in her neck muscles.

Mrs Kumila lent back against me and rolled her head from side to side. ‘Ah, this feels so good Anita. You are doing such a good job, you are getting rid of all that stress.’ She lifted her right hand and placed it on my left, squeezing it. ‘Thank you, my dear, auntie really appreciates what you’re doing.’ I flushed and stammered back ‘Oh, that’s ok. I’m glad to be of use…’ My hand pushed down towards the edge of the towel wrapped around her.

‘Here,’ she said, ‘let me help you’ and with that she unravelled the towel and let it slide of her shoulders down to her waist. Her bare back was now exposed. But that is not what caught my eye. Rather, my gaze was drawn to her large dark and heavy breasts that were now clearly visible in the mirror. They were the biggest breasts I’d ever seen, and they swung to and fro to the rhythm of my massage.

Again Mrs Kumila saw my intense look and smiled seductively. ‘Here, give me some of that cream.’ She began to massage the oil into her large mature breasts, rolling them in her hands, feeling the contours, and giving special attention to the hard nipples. ‘You can see, dear, why your auntie’s shoulders ache. It is from carrying around these large objects. I sometimes envy you smaller breasted women; you don’t have this extra weight to deal with. But then, they’ve brought me much pleasure over the years. Men love them, and my husband still goes crazy over my breasts. But its not men only who love them.’

My 8 inch hard,your lips so tight,feeling your warm wet mouth with that nasty spits drooling down my cock,down to my balls,making sucking noises that turns me on.

Inch by inch in your mouth,now you see it,now you dont,you take it all,it feels so good.