At this she lent back against me and I stopped massaging her shoulders, simply resting my hands either side of my neck. ‘Women do too. You’d be surprised how often I see women gazing longingly at my bust. And you’d be surprised at the women too - respectable women, married women, high-caste women. And you know, Anita, I love to catch them looking. It excites me to know that they want me, that they want to fondle my breasts.’ She took my hand again and this time led me round before her. ‘For you see, Anita, that a woman’s touch is special. It’s gentler, more sensitive, more patient than a man’s. In fact, I prefer it to a man’s. Yes, I like it when my husband fucks me with his hard cock, but it’s a woman’s touch that I crave. Its women I love and need.’
‘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.