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Click hereIt was not the first time Olivia had kissed another girl , or even the first time she'd had one's tongue in her mouth. Back in her junior high school days, when she and her friends were first beginning to become interested in boys, one of their prime concerns was what if it turned out that they weren't good kissers. After all, all the teen magazines said that was of paramount importance. So the simple solution seemed to be to practice on each other.
Thus had been born the Tuesday and Thursday afternoon kissing lessons. Twice a week, for three months, small groups of girls gathered in Norma Curtis's basement and, after drawing lots to see who matched up with who, spent the better part of an hour practicing their kissing skills. Looking back on those sessions years later, it occurred to Olivia that the whole idea had originally been Norma's and since they'd been held at her house, she had been the only girl to attend every single practice. In hindsight, that alone should've told them all something about Norma.
The fleeting memory of those long ago days reminded Olivia of something else as well. It had been of course just the luck of the draw, but as she remembered it, Olivia had found herself matched up with June Riley more than any other girl. That she was now making out with her daughter sent an illicit thrill though her, one that would only grow stronger as the night progressed.
Olivia felt Kathleen's warm hand pressing against her left breast and let out a soft, quiet moan as her fingers closed around her nipple. Even through the twin materials of her dress and bra, the touch of the younger woman was more than electric.
Kathleen grasped the zipper of Olivia's dress with the hand that had been stroking her neck, pulling it as far down as it would go. The print loosened around the blonde as the same hand glided down her back until it reached the clasp of her bra and with a practiced motion that most young men her age could only envy, undid it.
Leaning forward, Kathleen kissed Olivia on the cheek, then moved down to her neck, even as her hands took hold of the sides of her dress, sliding it down as far as it would go. With the clasp already undone, the simple while bra hung half free, exposing a firm, rounded breast.
Kathleen's hand again returned to Olivia's left breast, the now flesh to flesh contact causing her nipple to grow hard and erect. Kathleen continued to play with it for a few seconds, until her head dropped even further and she replaced the tips of her fingers with her lips.
"Oh yes!" Olivia moaned even louder as she felt the pleasing wetness against her mound, a supplication repeated more then once in the minutes to come as Kathleen's nimble tongue brushed against her tip repeatedly, alternating with the delightful embrace of her eager mouth.
At the same time, Kathleen shifted Olivia just far enough to expose her other breast, upon which she lavished equal treatment. The delightful warmth that spread out from both of them was unlike anything the older woman had felt before. Soft and sweet, so unlike any man she had been with.
Filled with a desire to do the same to Kathleen, Olivia lifted her upward and, after delivering a passionate kiss, quickly worked to undo the buttons on her blouse. Equally eager, the brunette worked the buttons from the opposite direction and her top quickly found its way to the floor beside the couch.
Light green lace covered a bosom equal to her own and Olivia wasted no time in reaching out to rest her hands against both orbs. The fabric was so sheer as to feel almost non- existent, the heat of her body evident right through it. It took but a moment for Olivia to work the catch between the hemispheres, freeing the bounty beneath.
"My God, they are so beautiful," she gasped, remembering the days when she and her friends began to first develop and used to compare themselves against each other with secret glances in the showers and locker rooms. Her instant assessment was that none of the girls she'd spied on back then equaled Kathleen, not even her mother.
Filled with excitement, Olivia pressed her face between the two mounds, taking hold of each and pressing them against her face. She then covered each of them with kisses, working her way back and forth, moving closer to the dark circles in the center with each repetition.
Besides being darker than her own, Olivia noted that Kathleen's nipples were also both larger and thicker. They stood out like oversized erasers, drawing her mouth to them with a desire that only a newborn might match. Kathleen echoed Olivia's cries of before as the neophyte worked her tongue again around the curve of her breasts, her hands cupping the underside and squeezing them lightly. Reversing direction once more, she again brought her mouth to the center of each mound, drawing the stiff nipple between her lips, tickling it with the tip of her tongue and then gently biting down on it as well.
"I can't believe you've never done this before," Kathleen offered between moans of appreciation.
Yet the truth was, Olivia never had, not even in her dreams. At least not in any she remembered.
After a few more minutes, Olivia released her hold on Kathleen's bounty and reached up and drew her head down to hers. Their kiss was the most passionate yet as their hands continued to caress their bodies even as their tongues entwined in each other's mouths.
"I want to lick your pussy!" Olivia abruptly said, pulling herself back just far enough to slip out of Kathleen's embrace. "I want to taste and enjoy every bit of you."
Kathleen smiled, she had seen this before. Normally, she preferred lovers with experience, but in the four years since she'd first been with a woman, there had been exceptions. For all practical purposes, this woman in her arms, despite being more than twice her age, was a virgin. And like a virgin, once she'd decided to give it up to someone, she couldn't wait to do it all.
Climbing off the couch, Kathleen took a few moments to rid herself of the rest of her clothing. Olivia followed her example and stripped as well. They took a few long seconds to look at each other in their near nudity, taking in the fullness of what they'd previously only had scattered glimpses of.
"I hope you're not disappointed," Olivia said as she felt Kathleen's eyes moving up and down her body.
"Hardly," Kathleen smiled. "In fact, I was just hoping that I look half that good in twenty years."
There was an old saying that before a young man was too carried away by a pretty young thing, they should take a good long look at her mother because the odds were that was where his lady love would be in twenty years. Many of Olivia's contemporaries had put on a pound or ten since high school, herself being no exception, but based on the last time she'd seen her, June Freeman had really let herself go. June had to be at least forty or fifty pounds heavier and looked as if she made no effort to reverse or at least ward off the effects of time. Somehow, Olivia couldn't imagine Kathleen letting herself go like that.
"You were saying something about wanting to lick my pussy?" Kathleen said, noticing that Olivia had let her attention drift for a moment. The question had its desired effect and she quickly returned to the matter at hand.
Glancing around the room for a moment, Kathleen's gaze settled on an oversized lounger on the opposite side of the room. She turned and walked over to it, giving her ass a little jiggle as she did, much to Olivia's amusement. Sitting down, she lifted both legs up onto the cushion, placed a hand against each thigh and pulled them apart.
"We've already had dinner," she laughed, "so I guess you could consider this dessert."
With a broad smile on her face, Olivia followed Kathleen across the room and dropped to her knees in front of the chair. She lifted her left hand and gently ran her fingers across the tightly trimmed mound before her. She found the flesh damp with excitement, a discovery that sent an even greater thrill across her breasts.
"Just put your head right in there," Kathleen said with a sign as she enjoyed the brief touch.
Olivia hesitated a few moments longer, her outstretched fingers parting the folds of Kathleen's sex as she studied the prime example of womanhood. She'd never seen a pussy this close before, aside of course, from the magazines and videos that she knew Carl had hidden in the basement closet. The sight was fascinating, the scent of the younger woman's arousal intoxicating.
"It's so pretty," Olivia observed as her fingers brushed against Kathleen's emerging clit.
Dropping her head back a little, Olivia ran her tongue up along the inside of the brunette's thighs. Kathleen let out another, even louder sigh as the blonde ran a teasing tongue up her leg, skirting the edge of her enflamed pussy and then down her other leg. She reversed direction and repeated the action a few more times, each bringing the tip of her tongue closer to her prize. Only to pull away at the last possible second.
"Lick me," Kathleen cried out in a moan mixed with frustration and anticipation. "Lick my fuckin' pussy!"
If this had been a man in front of her, Olivia might've felt a little like a cockteaser at that moment. She had no idea what you might call it with you were with another woman - cunt- teaser?" Regardless, it was time to move on.
Her tongue pressed forward, slipping between the wet folds of Kathleen's pussy. The taste of her sex filled her mouth, so very different from that of her own, which she had occasion to taste more than a few times. The reality of what she was doing tripled her excitement, even as her tongue moved in deeper, running up and down the length of her passage.
"Oooooo," Kathleen softly moaned, repeating it three or four times before adding a definitive , "oh yes!" as she shifted her body to give Olivia better access.
A steady stream of encouragement continued to spill from Kathleen's lips as, with a feather-like touch, Olivia worked herself back and forth, bringing forward the first stirrings of an embryonic orgasm. She had no real idea what she was doing, only that she seemed to be doing it right. Going on the theory that what felt good to her would also feel good to Kathleen seemed to have been the right choice.
"Oh baby, keep going," Kathleen echoed as she ran her outstretched hand through Olivia's blonde hair, "you're going to make me come!"
Olivia continued to savor the sweet nectar that flowed richly across her tongue, thinking it a treat that she had needlessly overlooked in her life. Kathleen writhed in ecstasy as the older woman enthusiastically explored the deepness of her being, her soft lips and nimble tongue bringing forth an amalgamation of delights.
"Oh fuck, yes!" Kathleen moaned loudly as Olivia's tongue again flicked over her clit, driving ever closer to the edge. She was amazed at how the neophyte cunnilingist had mastered the art of pleasing another woman. Joyous at the result, but still amazed.
The twenty-year-old's body began to shudder as the orgasmic pressure that had been steadily building within her became too much to contain. She tried to hold it back just a little longer, eager to prolong her ecstasy, but it was too much to contain. Just as Olivia's lips closed once more around her engorged clit, the dam shattered with ferocious force.
"Oooooooohhhhh!" Kathleen cried as powerful spasms shook her body.
Holding her quaking flesh tight against her own, Olivia continued to work her tongue deep inside Kathleen, burying her own moans of pleasure in her now saturated mound. She felt the brunette's thighs press against the sides of her face as her orgasm peaked, subsided, then peaked a second time. Incredibly, a third time followed until, finally drained, the body against her relaxed.
Extricating herself from between Kathleen's legs, Olivia rose to her feet, pausing just long enough to plant a kiss on each of the sitting woman's breasts. Then, wrapping a hand behind her head to pull her closer, she kissed Kathleen on the mouth, sharing the lingering fruits of the climax she had brought about.
"I hope that was okay," Olivia said as their lips parted and she slipped into Kathleen's lap.
"Okay?" Kathleen asked incredulously, her body still shuddering in the aftermath of her release. "That was fantastic. It was like my most secret dream come true."
Wrapping her arms around Kathleen, Olivia kissed her again, pressing her body against hers. This time the kiss was slow and leisurely, their caresses lovingly tender.
"I can't wait to do the same to you," Kathleen said in a voice full of promise when their lips finally separated. "Just as soon as I get my breath back," she added with a laugh.
"While you're doing that," Olivia suggested with another kiss, this one short but just as sweet, "maybe we should move this to one of the bedrooms. We might be just a little more comfortable."
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Even though Carol's room was closer, Olivia instead led the equally naked young woman up the stair to the master bedroom above. Somehow, she considered, it wouldn't be right to make love in her daughter's bed, especially with one of her best friends.
Despite all of her visits to this house over the years, Kathleen had never seen Olivia's bedroom before. It meant a lot to her to be invited into it now. She would be even more impressed if she'd known that no other lover since her husband had ever seen it before. It was her private place, one that she guarded seriously
The furniture was all heavy oak, with a king sized four- poster dominating the center of the room. Olivia walked to one side of the bed, and Kathleen the other. Together they pulled down the heavy comforter, exposing the smooth sheets beneath. Sharing a smile, they climbed onto the bed from opposite ends, meeting in the center as they shared yet another kiss.
Their mouths still locked in a kiss, Kathleen pressed Olivia down on the bed, pressing her body on top of her. Her kisses continued, working their way down across the older woman's collar, down between the valley between her breasts and then back and forth across her breasts themselves. Every so often, she would close her lips around the stiff nipples at the center of each, the tip of her tongue washing across them, guiding their length into her mouth.
"Oh God, Kathleen, don't stop," Olivia pleaded as she tilted her head back as her hands spread across the back of the younger woman's head, "whatever you do, don't stop!"
A small smile formed at the corner of the brunette's mouth as she found some humor in the thought that such a thing was possible. That, having had her secret fantasy come to life, she might simply walk away from it.
As her lips worked their magic, Kathleen had simultaneously used her hands to cup and squeeze Olivia's mounds. Skillfully, her fingers danced across the excited flesh, applying just the right mix of hard and soft touches. As a nipple once more disappeared into her mouth, the twenty-year-old slipped her right hand down between the legs of the woman beneath, her fingers now dancing across the lightly haired mound with equal dexterity.
"Oh yes, baby, fuck me!" Olivia cried out as she felt two fingers slide into the depths of her sex. "Fuck me hard!"
After a few repetitions, a third and fourth finger followed and the movements of all became a blur. Olivia felt electrified, her body bucking back and forth to meet the thrust of Kathleen's hand with matching vigor. It felt like it had gone on for hours, but in reality, it had been less than half of one. A seeming eternity during which Olivia had teetered on the edge of climax.
An edge she hurtled over short minutes later as her body exploded in orgasmic splendor. Her body quaking uncontrollably as wave upon wave of pleasing delights washed over her. Kathleen held her tight, savoring her climax as their flesh pressed tightly together.
"That was..." Olivia started to say, and then paused as she realized that she really didn't have the words to describe what she'd just experience.
"I know," Kathleen smiled in return, not needing any words. "But that was just a warm-up, something to take the edge off. Now I really want to make you feel good."
Unsure for the moment as to how anything could feel any better than what she'd first experienced, Olivia quickly got her answer as Kathleen again shifted position and brought her head down between the blonde's legs.
Olivia instantly realized how silly she felt for not understanding and moved to correct her confusion. Reaching downward with her own hands, she spread her pussy lips wide, giving Kathleen the fullest view of that which she had dreamed so often about.
A dream she wasted no time in acting upon as she pressed forward, the tip of her tongue moving quickly and deeply inside Olivia. In a single fluid motion, Kathleen worked her way up along the length of her sex and focused her attentions on Olivia's excited clit.
"Mother of God!" Olivia cried out, thinking that perhaps this was God's greatest gift to the female sex.
It was perhaps a reflection of the men she been sleeping with since Carl had left, but practically none of them had been too concerned about pleasing a woman orally. Not even Ray, who took his fucking quite seriously, ever bothered giving it more than cursory notice. That, she promised herself in a mental note, was something that was definitely going to change.
However, that was a thought for the future and it was the here and now that demanded her attention as Kathleen repeatedly ran her tongue against Olivia's clit, striking it with a wanton desire that made Olivia feverish as well. Feverish with desire for more from this woman's tongue. She now understood the true nature of Kathleen's dream. This was the kiss she had dreamed of.
Kathleen took the hardened clit between her lips and sucked on it, feeling Olivia's body respond to her efforts. She knew she was driving her lover insane with orgasmic feelings. Looking up for a moment, she studied Olivia as she sucked. Olivia was playing with her own breasts, moaning and tossing her head back and forth, keeping time with each new cascading wave.
The breakers crashing across Olivia's small frame were reflected in Kathleen's. With her face pressed tightly between Olivia's legs, Kathleen was free to use both hands to attend to her own needs. There were few women as uniquely tuned to their own bodies as Kathleen, and few could bring themselves to the edge of orgasm as quickly. It wasn't long before both women were again teetering on the edge.
Then in a burst of fire, Olivia came with sighs and squeals. Kathleen was rewarded for her efforts with the nectar of Olivia's orgasm. A sweet treat she savored as her dream came true.
"Yes, yes, oh yes." Olivia kept gasping as her body surrendered to the forces radiating from her pussy.
Two or three heartbeats later, Kathleen's body also erupted in a similar conflagration and both women rocked back and forth in the embrace of Aphrodite for what seemed like an eternity. Then Olivia fell back on the bed exhausted, Kathleen collapsed alongside it in a comparable state.
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The morning found the two of them along side each other on the bed, naked and enjoying the warmth of each other's body. Twice during the night they had awakened, and they had made love again both times.
"Good morning," Olivia said as she leaned over and kissed Kathleen softly.
"Good morning yourself," Kathleen smiled back as she responded to the kiss.
"Last night was amazing," Olivia said softly as she ran her hand alongside the younger woman's face.
"It was, wasn't it," Kathleen laughed, "and this morning wasn't that bad either." she added.
Olivia laughed too. Technically, she had to agree, the third time they'd made love it had indeed been morning.