Author's Note:
I've gotten some positive response to my other two Debra stories, and figured I'd write on more as my own little Debra trilogy. Many people wanted to see Debra get it on with her sister in law Amy, so that's where this story goes. Many thanks for the support, everyone, and enjoy.
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Debra Barone sighed in contentment, rolling over in bed and enjoying the warmth left behind by Stephanie, Allie's new teacher and Debra's first lesbian lover. It had been a long and glorious week, with Ray and the rest of her family (including her pesky in-laws who lived across the street) out of town visiting relatives in Pennsylvania. During this week, Debra had barely left the house...and neither had Stephanie.
Stephanie had asked Debra to come to school one day to talk about Allie's lack of assertiveness, and had immediately been attracted to the older red-head. She'd stopped by Debra's house a couple of weeks later, ostensibly to discuss Allie's improvement, but in reality to get closer to Debra. The evening had gone better than she'd ever thought possible, even in her wildest dreams. Debra had not only accepted her advances, but had shown a hunger for the touch of another woman Stephanie had never seen. She'd done everything Stephanie could want, and quickly -- too quickly -- learned how to please her new young lover just the right way.
In the following days, the two had grown almost inseparably close. They almost never even left the house, except for when Stephanie went to the gym to work out. And, not only did the stay in for the week, during that time they were almost never dressed, but instead enjoyed the days as naked as they were born, with a comfort level Stephanie had never experienced. They relaxed, watched movies, cooked together, read books, talked about any and everything, and of course, made love.
Stephanie was amazed at Debra's appetite for love. Any reason was good enough for Debra to have sex, from a scene in a movie to the sound of March rain on the windows. And now that she'd grown more comfortable with lesbian sex, she was more assertive about it and more open to experimentation. And, she'd found her need for sex had grown tremendously; Debra not only made love to Stephanie two or three times a day, but would also take the time to please herself when Stephanie was away at the gym. She was becoming insatiable, and it bothered her not at all. Stephanie, of course, was delighted to find that this beautiful older woman had such appetites, and indulged her every want. The first time they'd had sex that night she'd come over, she had discovered, unsurprisingly, that Debra had a great need for penetration. As it happened, Stephanie expected that; most women DID need it, and she had daringly brought along a strap on for that purpose. Since that realization Debra had become more and more needy of penetration, and Stephanie had bought some new toys to help give her what she wanted, including an enormous double-headed dildo made of the very finest, softest latex. It was every bit of 20 inches from tip to tip, and had a unique feature; it was expandable. By squeezing the middle, gel filling the latex mold would squeeze into the ends, thickening them appreciably. When fully expanded, the ends were as thick as Stephanie's wrist, so thick she couldn't get her hand completely around it. Debra hadn't cared, and routinely took the thing in her as deep as possible. How her husband would ever manage to please her again, Stephanie had no clue. But, that was for them to work out.
It was funny; Debra clearly loved her husband and kids, but also realized she had her own needs that Ray wasn't going to fulfill. Part of her acceptance of lesbian sex stemmed from the knowledge that she was just getting what she needed. In her mind, Debra had not betrayed her husband, and had no intention of ever leaving him. One night, lying in bed covered with a mix of sweat and each other's fluids, Debra had told Stephanie of how she'd once recorded an answering machine message for Ray, promising him she'd never leave him. Stephanie could tell from Debra's tone that she meant that promise, and intended to keep it. How such an oaf as Ray could inspire such devotion in a woman like Debra puzzled Stephanie to no end, but she admired it, and was envious of Ray's luck in winning a woman like Debra to share his life with.
For her part, Debra had fully accepted that sex with Stephanie had awakened her to what she needed, and she wasn't giving it up. It wasn't Ray's fault, really, that he couldn't satisfy her; it was just how he was, and how she was. Still, she was worried that when the family returned, her new found appetites would not diminish, but the opportunity to indulge herself would. With Stephanie back in school and the family home, she'd never be able to find time with her new lover.
As she lay in bed, smelling the scent of Stephanie on her pillow -- a mix of strawberry shampoo and a green-tea based body soap -- Debra pondered her dilemma. She could, of course, go back to what she'd always done; half-hearted sex with Ray and the use of her own toys to please herself when the kids were away at school. But that really wasn't quite enough anymore. She wouldn't just miss the sex; she'd miss the companionship. She really enjoyed spending time with Stephanie, and looked back with fondness at the week they'd spent, a week that would be over in a few short hours. The family was due back this afternoon, and Stephanie would have to go before then so that Debra could straighten up and remove any sign that she'd had a visitor.
So, what to do? As she lay naked in bed, Debra thought about it. She wished she could talk to someone about it, but who? Her closest friend was her sister in law Amy; they'd been friends in college and were still very close. But she couldn't very well tell Amy about it, could she? Then again, maybe she could.
Debra lay on the top of the covers, and began to trace her fingers over her nipples, beginning the process of pleasing herself as she always had, and thinking of a fantasy she'd long since repressed and forgotten. She imagined that Amy, too, was unsatisfied and would turn to Debra for advice. Using the same skills Stephanie had, Debra would comfort Amy, and that comfort would turn to the physical, eventually letting Debra make love to her friend in much the way Stephanie had with her. Certainly Amy wasn't as fit or attractive as Stephanie, but so what? She was closer to Debra's age, and Debra knew her far better. And, most importantly, she didn't work either, and was always hanging around the house with Debra. Her being there would be seen as perfectly normal, and even beneficial to the stability of the family.
Debra's hands moved more quickly over her breasts as she warmed to her story. Amy would come by, distraught over her mediocre sex life, asking Debra about her and Ray's. Debra would comfort her, telling her that she and Ray weren't exactly rocking the house, either, and that she completely understood. Debra would give her friend a warm, close hug, holding her and rubbing her back, her senses tuned to Amy's response. She would then kiss her cheek, and as Amy looked at her, she would lean in...
Debra's hand had moved to her now wet lips. A side effect of her new, raging hunger for sex was that she became extremely wet. At her most excited, she literally dripped like a leaky faucet, and when she came would gush fluids in a way that amazed her. One evening, she'd been riding Stephanie's strap on, sitting astride the younger woman's hips and bucking like a mad woman. As she came, she could feel liquid squirting past the velvety smoothness of the latex cock inside her, soaking the leather harness it was fixed to and flooding her sheets. Now was no exception, and Debra could feel herself leaking onto the bed as she rubbed her clit, exciting herself.
She continued to think about Amy, and what it would be like to make love to her friend. What would she taste like, she wondered? Would she enjoy fucking with a strap on like Stephanie did, or would she prefer the manual use of a dildo? Or, maybe she wouldn't want anything like it, but would prefer just oral sex? Debra quivered with excitement just thinking of the possibilities. Suddenly, she rolled over in the bed and reached beneath it, finding the dildo Stephanie had brought home. Squeezing the center and forcing as much of the gel filling to the ends as possible, Debra slowly inserted one end inside her stretched lips, pushing it as deeply into her as it would go.
