As I unlocked the front door of my boutique, I noticed that the security alarm had not been set. The lights were turned down inside so I guessed Carol, my very efficient and beautiful manager was still there. It was after normal hours, and I'd remembered that I'd left some papers, I meant to take home with me. Relocking the door after me, I moved toward the back of the store. I froze when I heard a low moan coming from the back. When I heard it again, I recognized it as not a moan of pain, but of pleasure. Well! I thought.
The deep carpet muffled my steps as I moved to the curtains that separated the store from the dressing rooms. I parted the curtains slightly and my eyebrows shot upward in surprise. Clothes were strewn all over the plush carpet and locked in a most passionate embrace was Carol and Bitsy, one of our salesgirls.
They were in a classic 69, faces buried in each others pussies. Bitsy's head bobbed as she licked Carol's spread pussy. Mirrored in the glass at the end of the hall, was Carol's face bent upward. I could just make out her pink tongue as it licked upward against Bitsy's spread pussy.. Her hands caressed Bitsy's smooth ass.
I'm married and have seen several couples making love over the years. I'd seen movies of women together, a common theme in almost every porno film, but this was the first time I'd ever seen the actual act. After I got over the shock of it, I found I was profoundly excited by it. Most women wonder at some time in their lives what it would be like to make love to another woman, and I'm no exception. I'm a passionate women, and this scene really turned me on. My hand slipped downward to my pussy and I rubbed myself through my dress.
In front of me, Carol had slipped first one, then two fingers inside Bitsy, and thrust and rotated them as her tongue continued to lick. Bitsy had spread Carol's pussy wide and was licking at the apex of her sex. As close as I was, I could see her pink clit from time to time as Bitsy licked and sucked it. Carol's pussy was a lovely deep pink and I marveled at how beautiful it was.. Needless to say, it was gleaming wet with her juices, and Bitsy's saliva.
Bitsy was begging Carol to finger fuck her harder and suck her pussy. I could actually smell the heady aroma of their aroused pussies from behind the curtain. My hand slipped down under my skirt and down inside my panties. I pushed my finger into my slit, and found my pussy was sopping. I stroked it slowly as I watched. I was just about to come when the two reached their climaxes, moaning and threshing . They pulled apart. I suddenly couldn't stand it any longer, and let the curtains slip shut, I backed away, and quietly left.
When I got in the car, Ron, my husband asked if I'd gotten the papers I'd gone in for. I mumbled a yes, and told him to head home. God, I was burning up! The images of the two women was burned in my mind, and kept repeating, as if it were an instant replay on television.
I unfastened my seat belt and slid next to my husband. Reaching over, I unzipped his fly and brought his cock out in the open. I began to slowly stroke it. "Now that's a nice move on your part. I don't think you've done that in a very long time, not that I object. May I ask what brought this sudden passionate move to the fore?"
I told him what I'd seen in the store. He whistled, long and low. "I take it, that it really lit your fires?" He asked. As we drove home, I told him that I'd thought fleetingly of making love to a women, and wondered what it would be like, but had never actually done it, aside from a casual look and touch when I was very young. He said he'd noticed that when we'd watched a porno movie together, I'd always seemed to get most excited when two women were making love together. In all truth, I hadn't noticed, but that may have been true.
We drove into the garage, and when the garage doors came down, I dove into his lap and slipped my mouth over his rock hard cock. Ron is well endowed and I slid my lips down his thick rod, my tongue lapping the head. He groaned his pleasure. His cock swelled still more and I pulled back. I growled at him, "Fuck me now, Honey," as I got out of the car. I went to the front fender, reached under and ripped off my panties and threw my skirt over my hips. Ron moved with lightning speed behind me, slid down his pants, and as I spread my pussy lips wide, he pushed his still wet cock against my wet opening. I pushed back, and in one delicious thrust he slid deep inside me. My cry of joy echoed through the garage. His thick cock filled me wonderfully, pressing against my cervix with each stroke.
I arched my back and thrust back against each of his strokes. He rode me high, and his cock rubbed against my "G" spot. I screamed my pleasure. His hands reached forward and I felt buttons pop as he pulled my blouse open. I unfastened the front clasp of my bra and his hands grabbed my swollen breasts, squeezing.
"Pinch my nipples, Hard! Harder!" I begged. He knows that when I get really passionate I like a little pain ,and he knows just how much I really like. His fingers grasped my long erect nipples and pulled and rolled them giving me a delightful hurt. "Fuck me harder. Ram that big cock into my pussy. Fuck me!" I cried out. His hips slammed into my ass, and I thrust back hard with each stroke.
It didn't take long for me to climax, I was so hot. My fists beat a tattoo on the car hood as he slammed into me. I screamed out my ecstasy and my pussy clasped his thick thrusting cock. Moments later his cock spurted its load deep inside me and his groans mingled with mine. We caught our breaths and finally made it into the house. Laughing, we went straight to the shower and bathed together.
"I don't know when I've seen you so hot! Not since our honeymoon!" Ron whispered in my ear as he dried my back off. I turned and plastered my body against his. I felt his cock stir again and squeezed it. "Whoa! Lets eat dinner and then we can have desert afterward." I laughed.
As we ate, we talked about how hot I'd become from watching Carol and Bitsy make love. "You say you've never made it with a woman?" Ron asked.
"No, when I was young, an older girl and I 'explored' a little. I think she instigated it. She got me to take off my clothes and we hugged and kissed a little. I think she played with my pussy and may have put a finger inside me. She let me look at her pussy, and spread it open, and showed me her vagina, her 'pee' hole, and her clit. She said it felt real good when you rubbed your clit. I tried it but it didn't do much then. Later, I 'rediscovered' my clit and had my first climax. My mom caught me rubbing it one night and we had a long talk. She said it was OK to masturbate, but only in private and alone. Later I discovered her vibrator, and lost my cherry to it. She discovered I was using it and bought me one of my own.
"We still joke about my slipping her vibrator out and using it. In college my roommate masturbated a lot when she thought I was asleep. I'd listen to her, and silently bring myself off at the same time. I guess I've always wondered what it would be like to make it with another woman."
Ron looked at me with a mischievous grin. "Do you think you'd like to try it with Carol? You two are going to Vegas for that style show next week."
"Are you really serious?" I asked."
