Janey is my neighbor and best friend. I've known her for five years and we have been lovers for three. She's a very kinky red head who has introduced me to all kind of sexual expression. Her hubby is very vanilla. My ex was too. And I was brought up as a strict Catholic, and was taught that good girls shouldn't desire sex at all.
Three years ago, when the hubbies had the kids for the day, Janey and I had lunch and girl chat. Janey noticed a that my chin was red. I told her that my hubby (now ex) woke me up for sex that morning and kissed me so hard that his beard irritated my skin. We talked about morning sex, and I told Janey that my hubby was only interested in getting off, and didn't seem to want to please me at all. He was rough and unfeeling when it came to sex. Janey asked me if I had ever made love. And, at first I didn't know what she meant. And then I had to admit that sex was not loving or gentle or satisfying. He just stuck his cock in me and pumped until he came. That was it. Janey told me that her hubby was a little better than that, but the most love she felt was when she slept with other women.
I was so shocked. I didn't think she was that way. She saw my confusion and asked me if I had ever kissed another woman. I said, "No...of course not!" She took my hand and asked if I ever thought about it. I blushed. She drew nearer and said, "I think you'd like it...and how would you know if you don't try it just once." Her green eyes looking into my soul. Her hand moving up my arm. Her soft lips caressing my mouth. I closed my eyes and yielded to the sweet touch of pure sensation. It was so different than what I had imagined or experienced. No urgency. No dominance. No harsh movements or stabbing tongue. Just a soft, sweet caress of her lips. She stopped and looked at me. She smiled at my wide-eyed silence. She kissed me again.
This time her lips were gently parting and I felt the tip of her tongue slip sensuously along my lips. My heart pounded. My hands and arms started to shake. Electricity flowed through my entire pelvis and my pussy began to ache with desire. How could this be? What am I doing? How could something so sweet and sensuous be a sin? I lost myself in sensation after sensation.
The next thing I knew, we were on the floor - my tongue and lips one with hers. Our hands seeking out the hidden places of pleasure. Joining in an erotic symphony of sensual delights. A word was never spoken, as she led me into a new way of loving. She brought me to places no man could, and I had never cum so much in my life. When we were done, we couldn't move.
My sweet Janey has changed my life. And since then, she has introduced me to all kinds of kink. She and I live a double life. White, suburban, Martha Stewart homemakers to the world - raging, sensuous, bisexual demons of sex to each other....and a select few, from time to time. Our families don't know. And that makes it even more sexy.
