Amy and The Swedish Coed

Newbie's were fun because Camilla could do anything she wanted to them with none of the disgusting dental dams, finger dams or the no kissing policies to hold her back. Most of the other students and clients she worked with insisted on these precautions but for Camilla they totally stymied any possibility of intimacy and orgasm. And if there was something Camilla enjoyed as much if not more than shopping it was an orgasm; especially one that involved another attractive woman.

Camilla truth be told was very attracted to Amy. As most Swedes will attest they definitely have an affinity for people of more exotic looks and while Amy wasn't that exotic she did have that dark Mediterranean olive skinned look that drove Camilla crazy. Camilla giggled to herself as she felt and heard Amy loudly gasping for air.

Camilla grabbed a chair and dragged it over near the center of the room. She was definitely going to have fun with Amy. She guided the still dumbstruck Amy to the chair and had her sit down. Camilla wanted to tease Amy and draw it out as long as possible. Leaning over she whispered in her ear again, "I'm going to do a little dancing for you if you don't mind. OK honey?" Amy was too busy staring at the cleavage thrown in front of her to say anything, but Camilla took this as a yes!

Amy's noticed a damp feeling between her legs as she watched Camilla's breasts jiggle and shake inside their restraints. She found this weird to be staring and treating Camilla like a piece of meat but she decided right then to enjoy this moment and that perhaps in some weird way she deserved this for the thousand moments of loneliness she had experienced in her marriage.

Camilla was standing directly in front of her now and she started rhythmically shaking her hips and chest putting her arms slowly over her head staring at her the whole time. She slowly rotated, gyrating ever so slowly. Amy was stunned and had never seen anything so beautiful or erotic as this in her life. Camilla came over and sat down on her lap straddling her in the chair. The softness, the warmth, and the smell of Camilla's body was intoxicating.

Camilla whispered, "Come on Amy you got to get more comfortable than this!" She proceeded to slowly lift Amy's top off over her head. Amy's natural reaction was to cover herself up with her arms and even though Camilla found this endearing she was having none of it. Camilla leaned forward and gently touched her lips to Amy's while guiding her arms back down to her side.

Camilla's tongue probed in and out of Amy's mouth, licking beneath her gums and under her tongue, anywhere she could so as to better taste this sweet rookie. Amy couldn't believe the softness of Camilla's mouth and tongue as she sat there with her mouth open and her eyes closed. And then before she knew it what seemed like a flood of sexual fluid was instantaneously released into her pussy as she continued to moan into Camilla's oh so deliciously sexy and toxic mouth.

Camilla stood up paused directly in front of her. She moved in close and then slowly started to gyrate her hips putting her hands behind her head. Amy couldn't believe how sexy she looked. With the only light coming in from the snow covered streets and the fireplace Camilla looked like a Scandinavian Goddess. As Camilla continued slowly gyrating Amy couldn't help but notice a small patch of blonde hair under her arms. Ordinarily Amy found woman with underarm hair a bit skeevy but at this moment she was surprised to find it so erotic and such a huge turn on. She felt the rulebook of her life was slowly being ripped up in front of her one page at a time.

Camilla came closer again putting her outstretched arms on Amy's shoulder and leaning down so as to suffocate Amy in her breasts. Amy took a deep breath and couldn't help but naturally start bucking her hips off the chair in Camilla's direction searching out anything to rub up against.

Camilla then lowered her mouth to Amy's ear and whispered, "My, don't we have a frisky little pussy tonight...you naughty, naughty, bad, bad girl." Pulling back and now looking directly into her eyes, she continued, "Ok then my little Amy why don't you tell me what you are? Real loud now, come on tell me what you really are?..huh?, what was that,? I can't hear you, tell me you're a dyke Amy! Come on I want to hear you, tell me you're a fucking dyke Amy! Come on Amy I can't hear you. You're a pretty Dyke aren't you, yes you are, you're a real pretty dyke that has wanted pussy for a long long time, isn't that right Amy!

Camilla really enjoyed this part of her ritual with newbie's. Again it was a power trip. She knew most of these women's husbands would probably not scream and shout at them and humiliate them during sex but felt she could get away with it being a woman. It was as if she had a special right, no an obligation to help them reach that special place. She knew Amy would probably look back at this memory and be somewhat humiliated but she also knew it would the driving force to probably the best orgasm she has ever experienced as well as fodder for many future masturbatory sessions.

Camilla loved to be witness to the pure sexual emotions erupting from these women; it really turned her on. Emotions probably suppressed their whole lives. Camilla also believed there was a little bit of lesbian in every woman and that they just needed a little help in finding their way. Camilla took it as her job to be the lesbian tutor for all these older married women and it was one she relished.

Camilla's knee continued to slowly gyrate into Amy's pussy. Amy was delirious as her head rocked back and forth. At first she whispered something inaudible. Camilla grabbed her hair and yanked hard as Amy started mumbling the words that were going to make Camilla's pussy very, very wet.

"OK yes... yes... yes... your right, I'm a dyke, yes... I am a dyke, a fucking full blooded American dyyykkkke! Yes, I love woman, the smell of women and the taste of women! Yes, yes, yes, I am a dyyykkkee!!

As Amy was screaming this into Camilla's mouth she ground her knee into her crotch even harder. Amy couldn't take it and let out a loud and what seemed unending howl/scream, she was possessed by this enchanted Swede and just totally let go. Her orgasm seemed to last for minutes and the whole time it felt her brain was going to explode. It was the biggest and best orgasm of her life.

Panting and out of breath Amy slumped forward which caused Camilla to lose her balance and they both tumbled onto the floor. Still maintaining their grip of each other they lay there motionless with Amy's eyes shut tight. Camilla was amused as she looked at Amy still in her bra and jeans just having had perhaps the most wonderful sexual experience of her life. She did have to admit to herself that Amy was a pretty hot mama. She always treated her clients with the utmost of respect, ignoring their stomach rolls, their turkey necks and their cellulite buildup but Amy was different. Amy was thin and very much toned and in shape and had the prettiest face. In fact Amy's face made Camilla's pussy instantaneously wet. Amy had a cute personality too Camilla felt, somewhat naive but in an innocent way. She decided right then that she was going to continue fucking her until she begged her to stop.

A devilish smile came across Camilla's mouth and she just couldn't resist. She started kissing and licking Amy's beautiful long neck. Soon she was just licking her, laying down her scent wherever she could for Amy to pick up at a later moment in time. The layer of saliva on Amy's chest and shoulders was glistening in the moonlight and Camilla thought to herself it was a job well done. Ordinarily at this point Camilla would request payment and leave but tonight was different.

She felt Amy was special, she hadn't been attracted to one of her "desperate housewives" quite like this before. She received a tickle in her pussy at the thought of how innocent Amy was and the nasty things she could do her. She also had a soaking pair of panties and an engorged pussy and clit that needed to be taken care of. Since Amy was staying in a condo there were no time constraints so they could just enjoy each other. The content look on Amy's face told her she probably felt the same. It was decided then, she was going to take advantage of this uninitiated rookie all night.

Amy was numb. She had never felt this way before in her life. She still had her eyes closed and was enjoying the heat of Camilla's body and the warmth of her breathe upon her face. She didn't want the stillness of this wonderful moment to end. They lay there comatose arms entwined, deep into each others personal space for what seemed like hours until Amy felt Camilla moving.

She reached out instinctively, eyes still closed grabbing at Camilla saying, "No, please don't leave." A verse from a John Keats poem that she had to memorize for a college Lit class came to her out of the blue:

"Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast, To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, Awake for ever in a sweet unrest, Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath, And so live ever--or else swoon to death."

"Don't worry baby, I'm not going anywhere." Camilla responded, as she maneuvered on top of Amy. She lowered her mouth to Amy's face and started kissing her. First she kissed her on her eyelids very gently and then she slowly moved down the length of her nose to right above her upper lip, then to her chin until finally she directed her wet lips to Amy's mouth.

As soon as she kissed Amy's lips both of their eyes naturally opened. This closeness felt exciting to Amy as Camilla's eyes were a beautiful shade of deep blue green and because she could feel the light flutter of Camilla's eyelashes on hers. They stayed like this for some time staring into each other's eyes, alternately probing and withdrawing their respective tongues. The room was filled with heavy breathing, sighs, moans and an occasional nervous giggle from Amy.

Amy was amazed at how close she felt to Camilla at this instant and how she felt that even though they just met it seemed she had known Camilla for years. Amy couldn't remember a time in her life where she kissed for an extended period of time without quickly being interrupted by a man's hardening penis. It felt like such a luxury to just lay back for what seemed like an hour and be tongue kissed by this beautiful European blonde coed. It was such a pleasure to not feel rushed and to fully be in the moment enjoying the textures, the sounds, the smells and the taste of another woman's mouth.

Amy was also surprised to find Camilla's tongue so smooth and long. It was definitely longer than any man she had ever kissed as she could feel it near the back of her throat where at times Camilla unintentionally gagged her. Amy felt kissing sans penis could possibly become her new hobby.

Amy laying on the soft area rug finally opened her eyes and watched as Camilla, on top of her, reached behind and undid her bra. She watched mesmerized by how dainty Camilla's fingers were as they pulled the bra off and dropped it to the side. Her breasts gracefully sprang from the restraint of the bra and Amy for the first time in her life had an up close view of another woman's breasts. She didn't feel the need to automatically look away like at her health club. She could actually take her time and look them over as thoroughly as she wanted to. They were so sexy and perfect, bigger than Amy's but not too big.

Camilla's nipples were little buttons the perfect shade of light pink, this was the definition of femininity Amy felt, like pink gumdrops topping off a cup of peach sherbet. They hypnotized her as they slowly dangled back and forth with Camilla's slightest movement. She felt like a horny teenage boy obsessing at his first up close inspection of a pair of hooters!

With Camilla smiling at her from above Amy was amazed at how thin and in shape she was as she noticed the outline of her rib cage, which in contrast to her soft and full natural bust was a real turn on. As she kept looking lower Amy's eyes widened at the hourglass curve of waist, her flat stomach and how her hips gradually broadened into her ass and thighs, which were now resting directly on her abdomen. The skin to skin feeling and the warmth and softness of her ass and thighs were overwhelming for Amy.

Amy then lowered her sights to Camilla's black boy cut lace panties; they were such a turn on and so sexy in their simplicity. She desperately wanted to grab the waist of Camilla's panties and push them down and to examine another woman's pussy for the first time too but she was shy and timid so she just lay there with Camilla on top of her in total control hoping that at some point she would be able to do just that.

Camilla enjoyed when women admired her body and was in no hurry to rush Amy from enjoying the moment. After a minute she leaned down to Amy and whispered, "Now it's my turn to take a look at you." Camilla reached for Amy's bra and Amy all of a sudden became panicked and reached up to stop her.

She was embarrassed because her tits looked nothing like Camilla's. Her tits were asymmetrical and her nipples were pointy and meaty and dark, not pretty and feminine and perfect. At age 42 after having breast fed two kids her breasts were not as firm and taut as Camilla's. Amy was somewhat in distress. Her reluctance only served to intensify Camilla's determination and horniness.

As Amy made a weak protest Camilla leaned down and planted a big, open mouth, sopping wet kiss right over Amy's mouth forcing her tongue in deep. In response to this predatory kiss Amy's arms slowly dropped back to her side and Camilla again started the process of stripping her prey. She unclasped Amy's bra, tugging at it and ripping it out from under her in record time. Again Amy being self conscious quickly used her hands to cover herself up.

Camilla just smiled at her, grabbing her arms and forcing them over her head with one hand. Amy gave in, conceding the fight, for she could feel the determination in Camilla's actions and knew it was no use to struggle. Once Camilla was in control she looked down upon the two breasts Amy was trying to keep to herself.

Camilla's mouth broke out into a wide grin as she excitedly said, "Oh my God they are beautiful. Look at what a sexy set of tits you have! They are fucking outrageous!"

Amy felt immediate relief as Camilla let up the pressure on her arms and brought both her hands to Amy's tits and started squeezing, pinching and tugging at her breasts and nipples. Amy felt another flood of moisture in her pussy as the visual of this beautiful blonde attacking her engorged tits was too much. Looking up and watching as Camilla, eyes closed, mouth open began an all out oral assault on her tits: it felt simply glorious. The licking, kissing, sucking and slurping, sounds went on for at least fifteen minutes.

Camilla started slowly grinding her hips and pussy into Amy's thigh and hip bone. Camilla realized she felt more turned on at this moment then at any other time in her life. Amy looked up and could see Camilla's concentration and the intensity in her face and she realized she was entering territory she had never imagined and she was nervous because instead of scaring the hell out of her it was actually exciting her and bringing her to a level she had never reached with any man.

Camilla's hot breath now reigned down on her forcefully and deliberately. Amy, letting go of all inhibitions, synchronized her breathing with Camilla's and soon matched her so as Camilla was breathing out she was breathing in. She had never experienced this much intimacy with a man before and was shocked at how good it felt.

Amy then surprised herself, she needed more of Camilla so she placed her hands on Camilla's tiny waist and then went a bit further reaching her backside and finally summoned the courage to reach under her panties. She grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and squeezed. The softness and warmth of Camilla's ass felt exotic and naughty. No comparison to a man's rough, dry and hairy ass.

She couldn't help herself and so she lustfully reaching down past Camilla's asshole which she felt was slick and wet with pre-cum and attempted to touch Camilla's elusive bucking pussy. The fact Camilla was so wet that her pussy juice was now all over her asshole sent a jolt through Amy's pussy as she felt it was a sure sign of how much she was turning on this gorgeous Swedish model.

Amy still not knowing what to do exactly let her instincts take over. After many unsuccessful attempts she finally grazed Camilla's gyrating pussy with her finger tips. Struggling to put her fingers into Camilla' pussy from behind and finding it difficult getting the angle right as Camilla kept up the attack on her nipples. She with some difficulty dipped her fingers into Camilla several times, enjoying the soft warm squishy folds of her pussy. She withdrew her fingers and carefully brought her hand above Camilla's moving body and finally to her nose and mouth.

Amy took a deep breath and then stuck her fingers in her mouth tasting for the first time another woman's pussy. Amy felt that she was at the highest level of existence right at this moment and that her yoga and meditation teachers had all been full of shit. Maybe she thought they all needed to get fucked a little more or have some new experiences. This was where it's at!

She continued to lick and suck on her fingers taking note of the strong, sweet but pungent taste and smell. Amy lay there mesmerized by the smell and would every so often pull her fingers away only seconds later to bring them back to her nose to smell once again the golden Swedish nectar. She wondered if she tasted the same.

Camilla watching her was turned on seeing how eager she was to taste and smell her first pussy. She observed Amy as she held her fingers to her nose and then licked the cum off her fingers, and then watched as she would repeat the same thing over and over. This was too much for Camilla to take and she immediately needed relief. She yelled, "Oh, that's what you want, why didn't you tell me sooner!" Camilla reached down awkwardly smashing her tits into Amy's as she did so, breathing heavily into her mouth and just about tearing off her panties trying to get both of her legs out of them at once.

With Camilla's panties now off Amy looked at her and couldn't help but notice the crazed and determined look in her face. Camilla lurched upwards and Amy felt the weight of Camilla's ass moving up her body. She knew what Camilla wanted her to do and she was nervous. Camilla with a little leap over Amy's tits had her pussy positioned just right so that this newbie could learn the fine art of eating pussy.

Amy looked up and saw in front of her a completely hairless pussy staring at her in the face. She hadn't even thought about that before and was somewhat taken aback. She knew some of the girls at the club waxed and shaved but this now was totally different to be so close. She stared at her pussy for a while until Camilla added some words of encouragement.

"That's it newbie, take a good look first." With that Camilla moved her pussy right up to Amy's innocent face. Amy could see Camilla's engorged pussy lips splayed onto her abdomen, she observed her clit, which was standing on end pulsing and radiating with anticipation. Amy thought to herself, "Her clit looks huge, like a small penis."

"OK, now smell me bitch!" Camilla commanded in a playful yet forceful tone. Again Amy did as she was told, with guidance, as Camilla slipped her hands behind her head, positioning her sex within millimeters of Amy's nose. Amy took in a deep breath and for the first time in her life experienced another woman's scent. It was strong and powerful, an odor that would not soon be forgotten. Although as a woman she had an idea of her own personal smell, Camilla's scent was surprisingly much different. She felt it was the smell of pure unadulterated sex, it was amazing. Seconds passed and as she continued to breath in her first pussy a drop of her wetness trickled in between her own butt cheeks.