Empty Nesters - Tara and Sam Ch. 04

This is the continuation of Tara and Sam's first threesome.

I suggest starting at the beginning, but it could be read as a stand alone I guess. Although you will miss some Hot stuff! As well as the background story, if that matters to you.

As with the other chapters that followed chapter 1, this picks up immediately after the previous chapter.

Enjoy, and don't forget to vote or hesitate to comment. ;->

With Sam comfortably ensconced in Tara's make-up chair, recovering from the most erotic blowjob he'd ever had, or even imagined, Heather and Tara turned their attention back to each other.

After kissing and licking each other's faces clean of Sam's cum, which blew Sam's mind all over again, Heather broke the kiss and stood up. She took Tara's hand and raised her to her feet also. The two naked women softly caressed each other as Sam watched.

Heather turned to Sam and explained, "So Sam, your beautiful wife here tells me that she's never been with another woman." Heather explained, "So I am going to take her to your bed now, and show her how good it can be. Is that okay with you?"

Sam looked totally bewildered, this whole turn of events was like his best erotic dream come true, only better. "Uhh, uhm, yeah, I guess it's okay with me." He managed to sputter through his huge, lewd grin.

He looked at his wife of all these years and they locked eyes as he finished, "If it's what she wants, it's okay with me."

Tara smiled warmly at her husband and leaned down to kiss him. He realized he was tasting his own jizz as their tongues swirled, but he was too caught up in the spirit of the moment to care. In fact he realized it fit in with the spirit of the evening.

Tara soon pulled back and told her husband, "I do want this honey. I never thought I would, but I do! I love you, and want you to be a part of whatever happens, but I want to be able to experience this with her too. Just the two of us, for a while."

Sam saw the love in his wife's eyes, and he also saw a level of excitement and adventure. It was a look he hadn't seen since they were learning about sex with each other years before.

"Then I want you to do it babe, have fun!" Then he smiled lewdly again and added, "I'll be right here watching!"

Tara snickered and kissed her husband briefly, telling him, "Enjoy the show." Then she stood and faced Heather, "Okay Heather, show me what I've been missing."

Heather smiled and said, "With pleasure!" She wrapped her arm around Tara and led her back to the bed, where both ladies crawled to the center of their queen sized playground. Heather laid down on her side, drawing Tara down next to her.

They quickly resumed their kissing and fondling, picking right up where they left off when Sam came in. Only now they were laying down, facing each other, bare legs brushing against bare legs, breasts smashing against breasts.

Tara was so excited to be touching Heather, feeling her soft curves and distinctly female form. It was just so different from Sam's hard and masculine body.

Heather's smooth, taut legs against her own, her firm breasts, with those crazy erotic nipples, rubbing and smashing together with hers, it was all new and very exciting.

Heather's fingers were also very different from Sam's rough hands. And Heather was stroking her so gently, teasingly and unhurried. Just feeling her curves and soft flesh. Not even nearing Tara's erogenous zones yet.

Sam would have been groping her and squeezing her by now. Fingering her pussy and mauling her tits.

But Tara reflected that Sam's aggressive approach was exciting too, like he couldn't restrain himself because he wanted her so badly.

But Heather's touch was just so sensual and titillating, and Tara tried to mimic the tenderness and stimulate Heather the same way.

Their kissing was likewise passionate but unhurried. Tongues swirling sensuously, lips melding and sucking.

When Heather slipped her fingers between Tara's legs, Tara gasped and instantly spread them wide. Heather moaned her appreciation, and Tara moaned with pleasure as Heather's fingers stroked gently down through her wet folds, and back up again.

Heather teased Tara with tender touches on her thick outer lips, alternating with progressively deeper probes between her labia.

Heather broke the kiss and whispered, "I have to taste you Tara, all of you." Tara gasped "Ohh, yes!" as Heather kissed her way up Tara's jawline and licked her behind her ear.

Tara continued to slide her hands over Heather's body, her wide hips and slender waist. Her firm tits and small areola, with her very hard, long nipples. It was all so new and exciting.

Eventually Tara couldn't resist reaching her fingers between Heather's legs, and Heather spread them with a smile and a hum of pleasure.

Tara was thrilled to feel Heather's wetness, she was still as aroused as she had been in the kitchen, if not more!

Heather's kissing and licking lingered on Tara's sensitive neck, but only briefly, before moving down to Tara's shoulder, then her upper chest. She nudged Tara over onto her back and Tara went willingly, glad to let Heather lead the progression of their passion, eager to experience it all. Her only regret was that her fingers were dislodged from Heather's exciting pussy.

Heather rolled over on top of Tara, straddling one leg and leaving a wet smear on her thigh. Tara felt the soft, wet, heat on her leg and moaned as she flexed her leg against Heather's pussy.

Heather pulled her fingers out of Tara and looked her in the eye as she slipped them into her own mouth and moaned as she sucked them clean, which gave Tara an erotic thrill.

Tara tried to push her own pussy against Heather's muscular leg, but Heather had slipped lower, denying the contact while bringing Tara's tits together with her hands and lapping them with her tongue. "God I've wanted you for so long!" Heather whispered excitedly between licks, kisses, and sucks.

Tara was briefly distracted from her need to feel Heather against her pussy, as Heather's tongue circled her wide areolas and flicked over the thick nipples.

Tara raise her hips and found Heather's abdomen and tried to bring her pussy against her, but Heather only allowed the briefest contact before pulling away with a naughty chuckle.

Tara groaned with frustration, she was used to having some firm stimulation by then. "You want some attention to your pussy sweetie?" Heather asked teasingly, sensing Tara's need. She ran her fingers down over Tara's body and ran her nails through the small patch of hair Tara maintained.

"Yes, quit teasing me Heather!" Tara said breathlessly as she humped her hips.

"But isn't the anticipation exciting? Heather asked, punctuating the question with a firm suck on a nipple.

"MMmm," Tara moaned. "Yes, but... AAAHHHH!"

Heather didn't let her finish, she slipped her fingers down over Tara's pussy and cupped her entire vulva. As Tara moaned and pushed back against Heather's fingers, Heather smiled and told her, "To be honest baby, I don't think I can drag this out for too long anyway. I've wanted you for too long."

Heather slipped her middle finger between Tara's lips and gathered some of the copious fluid inside. "Some other time, we'll have to take our time and get to know each other's bodies, slowly." She told a now whimpering Tara.

"Yesss." Tara hissed, in response to Heather's statement, or her probing fingers, even she wasn't sure.

Heather let her fingers graze over Tara's thick outer lips and the enflamed labia just inside again. She probed the wet entrance to Tara's pussy, but despite Tara's obvious needs, she wouldn't reach inside again.

"Oh Heather, don't tease me!" Tara whined as she took Heather's hand and started to move it firmer against her pussy.

"I won't baby," Heather replied as she massaged Tara's lips and drug her fingertip over her clit slowly, softly. "That's what I was just saying, I can't resist you anymore!"

Heather slinked her body down over Tara's, dragging her pointy nipples across her torso and down over the exposed inner thighs, kissing Tara's body as she went. Tara caught her breath at the sensation, and the realization that Heather was done teasing, and would soon be between her legs.

Heather stretched out on the bed between Tara's legs and felt the wetness of the sheets. She could still smell the sex that Tara and Sam had had earlier, and knowing she was laying in the wet spot they made gave her a wicked thrill.

She wanted to cause more wet spots and looked at her pussy up close for the first time. "Oh Tara, you have a beautiful pussy!"

Tara remembered Sam then, and glanced over at him. "Sam tells me that all the time." Tara said, as she watched her husband stroke his growing dick. "I always thought he was biased."

"No baby, but he does have good taste!" Heather replied. "Now I'm going to explore your taste!" She dipped her head and ran her tongue up between Tara's swollen labia.

Heather groaned with appreciation, Tara groaned with the stimulation, and Sam groaned at the sheer eroticism of what he was watching.

"God woman, you smell and taste so fucking good!" Heather declared in a husky whisper, before going back down for more. Tara gasped her name and ran her fingers through Heather's long, wavy, blonde hair.

Heather began to lick and kiss and suck on Tara's lips and the entrance to her pussy, slowly, savoring the experience. She grazed over her clit, so softly Tara wondered if it was her breath. She moaned like a starving person who finally found food, and it was a gourmet dinner.

Tara's head tilted back into the mattress and she began to pant, "Oh yes, yes, YES!" as Heather kissed and licked her entire vulva. She took each of Tara's labia, one after the other, in between her lips and sucked and licked them.

Tara dug in her heels and lifted her pelvis up, lost in the stimulation and offering herself up to her first female lover.

Heather responded and stuck her tongue as far into Tara's entrance as she could, pushing her lips into her labia and swiped her tongue around, delving into Tara's flowing snatch as Tara writhed and whimpered.

Heather knew Tara was going to cum, soon, and hard. She brought her arm under Tara's leg and reached over her hip to pull back the flesh hiding Tara's clit. She ran her tongue up through Tara's lips and drug it across her exposed clit. Tara's clitoral hood was retracted completely, and the little bundle of nerves was standing out proudly, waiting for stimulation.

Tara gasped and rolled her hips in anticipation of more. But Heather pulled back and used her fingers to open Tara wide. As Heather gazed at her friend's beautiful pussy, Tara begged for more. "Don't stop Heather, please don't stop!"

Without a word, Heather responded with her tongue, dragging it up across Tara's seeping hole and slowly around her clit. Heather enjoyed the reactions of her lover, who whined out, "YESSS, AHH!"

Heather repeated the action, but circled the clit in the opposite direction, before dragging her tongue back down for more of the copious fluids flowing from Tara's pussy. Then immediately back to curl around her clit.

Over and over again Heather went from lapping at Tara's sopping wet snatch to circling her clit, occasionally lapping at that pleasure zone with the tip of her tongue several times before heading south again.

Tara was almost crying, massaging Heather's scalp, flexing her hips, rolling her head, totally lost in the sensations of her beautiful neighbor's talented mouth.

In fact, both ladies were so engrossed in their pleasure that neither of them noticed Sam. He had wanted a better view of the action, and was hoping to pick up some tips from Heather on how to better satisfy his wife.

He stood next to the bed, rubbing his dick, which was standing straight up again despite his recent orgasm. It had been years since Sam had recovered so quickly, but considering the circumstances he wasn't surprised.

He watched intently as Heather brought Tara closer and closer to what promised to be a massive climax. The steady build up was a testament to Heather's talent, and was by far the hottest thing Sam had ever seen. The fact that the

mother of his children was the willing recipient of Heather's skills made it all the more exciting.

Heather ran her tongue over Tara's clit several times, then wrapped her sensuous lips around it and sucked. Tara let out a yelp and her eyes popped open wide. That's when she saw Sam, stroking himself slowly and watching Heather intently.

Tara was moaning, and she reached out for Sam's free hand. As they held hands Tara whimpered to her husband, "Oh my God Sam, she's going to make me cum!"

"Go ahead baby, cum for her! Cum on her beautiful face!" He leaned down and kissed Tara's mouth, then he started to lick and suck her nipples, helping her along to her climax.

Tara released Sam's hand and reached instead for his thick cock, instinctively pumping it in time with her rolling hips.

Sam looked sideways at Heather as he lapped away on Tara's hard nipples. Heather's eyes glistened with excitement as she peered back at him over Tara's patch of dark hair. She was clearly enjoying herself.

Tara was holding Sam's hard cock like it was a lifeline, even as her other hand was wrapped up in Heather's hair at the back of her head.

Tara's hips were rolling in response to Heather's talented lips and tongue, and her moaning had progressed to whining.

The additional stimulus Sam provided, and just knowing that he was encouraging her to fully enjoy her very first experience with another woman bringing her off, finally brought Tara to the peak.

She squealed so loud Sam worried about his eardrum, but he soldiered through and kept up with his attention to her nipples. In fact he bit one and pulled his head back, stretching the areola.

Tara's hips began undulating to the point where Heather had to work on keeping up the stimulation. Tara's pussy was now a moving target, a flexing, sopping wet, moving target. And Heather masterfully maintained the stimulation, thoroughly enjoying Tara's response, and her cum.

"OHH, OH FUCK, OH HEATHER, I'M CUMMING!" Tara shrieked. "OHGODFUCKOHHH!"

Heather sucked harder on Tara's clit, while flicking it with her tongue as her new lover whined and squirmed. She added two fingers into the mix, slipping them slowly into Tara's flexing pussy until her knuckles bottomed out. Tara shrieked something incomprehensible.

Sam was still sucking hard on his wife's nipples, pulling them away from her body, only to release them and let them snap back into place. Heather made a mental note of how much Tara seemed to like that. She would have to employ that tactic herself at some point.

Soon Tara was becoming overwhelmed. She had not climaxed so hard, for so long in years, and she didn't want it to end. But at the same time, she didn't think she could handle it anymore.

She pushed her husband's head aside and pulled her fingers from the back of Heather's head to push back on her forehead. She was panting, squealing, "NO, FUCKstop, Stop, oOhh, Fuuuckstop! Heather, please?"

So Heather relented, as much as she was enjoying herself, she eased back into just kissing Tara's quivering pussy, licking up the copious nectar that she had wanted for so long. She stroked her fingers in and out a few times, then withdrew them.

She really didn't want to stop, but she understood Tara's situation. And besides, she knew that she would have the opportunity to do this again, she was sure Tara was hooked now.

This is not the end of the fun for these three.

Stay tuned for the next installment

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