Camila and Amanda

Exiting the shower Camila stood nude before her full-length mirror. As she dried her hair, her thick, stocky curves swayed and bounced independently. Her belly was getting close to flat, with small love handles, widening at her hips. Below there was her freshly shaved pubic area. A quick turn and her thick, mocha colored Latina ass smiled back at her. Turning forward looked over her face; chocolate brown eyes with long lashes and a wide mouth with thick lips. Her hand picked up her brush, moved to her thick black hair that she wore to the middle of her back. Camila held the ends near her shoulder and brushed downwards. Drifting from her hair to the soft shoulder below, then from shoulder across her upper chest, down to her large breasts, each swayed and bounced independently with each brush of her hair. The dark brown nipples were still taut from moving out of the hot water to cool air. Camila's left hand moved up and massaged her right breast until the nipple stood at full attention. Staring deep into her own eyes, both her hands began massaging her breasts. A wetness began between her legs. Searching her mind to the last time she had a lover. Remembering she stopped and rubbed lotion on her hands and legs.

Snapping back to the moment, her mind reviewed tonight's training session. Tonight at jujitsu she rolled first with a buxom lady cop. During one roll the cop's groin was inches from Camila's face and she swore her opponent was turned on. The second was a diminutive accounting nerd that dominated her all night. That shocked her as she was physically stronger and had 10 pounds of muscle on him. After the session all she could think of is more training, more rolling, more cardio, more weights.

That night in her sleep her mind relived some of her most memorable sexual experiences. A former a military contractor named, now a workout instructor, Brian was a gigantic, muscular man that dwarfed her. He introduced her to pistol training and jujitsu. In bed he covered her entire body as he pounded into her, but, he had coarse hands and no sensitivity. That, and, he screamed when he ejaculated, something she thought off putting. Michael, the nice guy realtor that sold Camila her house, then, with his monster cock, helped her break it in. Erika, her first woman, was a fabulous lover but, annoyed the heck out of her with the endless neediness. An older divorcee named Janet was a wizard with toys and blew Camila's mind. Then the suave and hopeless romantic Chef Roberto, an Italian restaurateur that rode bicycles to Utah and back. Deep asleep with thoughts of past lovers and erotic memories that had her as the star, ran in her mind like a feature film, Camila's hands returned to her breasts and massaged each. One hand slid down her body and touched her tender nether region until her as her head turned with laborious breathing.

A faint noise alerted her awake. Checking all the cameras a lone figure stool at her front door. Camila headed to the door wrapped in a knee length satin robe around her otherwise nude body. With each step the supple material of her robe swirled and tugged at her taut nipples. Before opening the door she had to shake the fog from her head. Standing on the patio was her fiend Amanda. Camila ushered her in before locking the door. Amanda told Camila that she had meet up with her old boyfriend and they argued about him refusing to return either her stuff or any of the money he owed her. Before storming off he threw her to the concrete, leaving her shaken, cut and bruised. Amanda gathered herself and went to what she prayed for was a safe haven.

In her bathroom Camila looked over Amanda. Under the lights she found a fat lip, a cut near her eye and scrapes on her upper leg and back of her shoulder. Turning on the shower she told Amanda to underdress. Under the hot water Camila washed then cleaned the cuts and scrapes. She plugged the drain once all the blood and dirt ran down and poured in bubble bath. Amanda sat with her knees to her chest, waiting for the water to rise. Then talked about what had happened and what she could do. Camila got on her knees and took the washcloth and scrubbed Amanda's arms. Then her back being cautious around the bruises. Speaking in a soothing voice Camila lifted the right leg, telling Amanda that all will be ok. Running the washcloth down the top of the right leg she cleaned it from mid thigh to the toes, cleaning and massaging each toe. Then scrubbed the underside back up to just where the leg and hip join. She repeated the process and the left leg. As she got back to the top of the leg Amanda's hands circled Camila's wrists.

Camila froze as Amanda lifted her hands to her heavy breasts. Wide eyed and mouth agape Camila's hand operated on their own. Wet hands on wet skin, pulling for the wide base down the large cones to rubber tips. She rolled and tugged on each nipple, then, massaged each breast back to the base. Amanda stared narrow eye dead ahead as Camila, in a fog, looked fixated on the wall before her. With her left breast completely exposed and her right nipple half out,Camila's robe was still tied but left her near nude. With eyes near shut Amanda turned her head slight left and pushed the rode off both shoulders. Her wet hands lifted both breasts, rolling each nipple with her thumbs until they stood out proudly.

Neither woman made a sound as each sat massaging their other. Amanda leaned in and kissing Camila full on the lips, then, pulled her closer, kissing her deeply. Camila, still stunned, returned the kiss. Amanda broke the embrace by wrapping her arms around Camila's waist, lifting both to their feet Together they dried Amanda's body before moving in a full dance like hug to the bed.

Once there Amanda laid Camila on her back and crawled over her, returning to a kiss. Tongues wrestled with tongues then explored open mouths. Hands ran over naked skin. Camila ran her fingers down Amanda's spine then grabbed, squeezing then kneaded each cheek. Amanda shifted so her head could drift between nipples, sickling or giving tiny bites. Sliding herself up, Camila, set her hands onto each of Amanda's large breasts and began squeezing them. She rubbing her tender nipples in palms until Amanda gasped.

Neither woman spoke or made eye contract since entering the bathroom. Amanda's gasp broke the silence and activated her. She sat up for a second to look over the Camila's prone body before running her stiff nipples and long flowing hair across the skin below until she was astride her legs. Lying flat at Camila's hip like a T she leaned in and parted the legs to kiss Camila's vulva. Then pushed her tongue deep into the soft, hidden, tender flesh. Three passes and she found her spots, from the nerves in the south, around the sensitive opening to the tender clit Amanda repeated the acts on the delicious womanly core. Camila's hands balled up tight, pulling the sheets with them as her head buried on its side in a pillow. As her arousal grew a leg raised on its own, giving Amanda greater access to her core. Amanda ran a hand up the leg until it was straight in the air. In the dimly lit room, tucked below her womanly opening and hidden under the thick cheeks was rear opening. Amanda ran a tongue around it before kissing then licking it. Camila's made a loud yelp before a low, deep moan. With that Amanda sat up on her haunches and turned Camila over, lifting her hips skyward. Dropping off the bed to her knees Amanda licked from the sensitive clit, around the wet opening, over the nerves, kissed the soft skin between before digging in the rear opening with the tongue. Several circles around rim before pushing against the tight entry and widening her tongue and running to the top of the crack. Amanda repeated again and again until Camila moaned until she was near hoarse.

Amanda, sensing that Camila was now close, opened her mouth full so her nose wiggled on the button and the tongue pressed all the right spots. Camila exploded in a loud, wet, screaming orgasm until her body shook uncontrollably, then stopped. Amanda's adroit tongue cleaned all of her as Calma's breathing finally resumed.

She didn't stop there. Resuming her efforts Amanda's tongue flicked the rear opening before running the length of the crack, back to the opening where her tongue passed the tender outer skin, to tease the tight inner muscles. With a hand on each cheek she tongued and teased Camila's rear opening until her breath began to quicken again. Lifting her hips and easing her down the bed until her rump was on the edge, Amanda, on her knees with Camila's naked, exposed sex before her, began to pleasure Camila again. Her tongue danced and darted in her core until the sweet cream filed her mouth and nostrils a second time. By now Camila was spent, hair and arms splayed out, head thrashing, legs and stomach taut then twitched, locked up before finally easing. Amanda mounted the bed and lay on her back, next to Camila.

Once recovered, Camila silently turned to fondle and lick Amanda's large bust. Her fingers traced a nipple, feeling it harden under her touch and her tongue flicked the other. Straddling on all fours over her target Camila kissed and licked Amanda from her chin down to her soft, hairless pubic area. Once there she parted Amanda's legs, dove in tongue first, coaxing the lips apart with soft kissed and a snaking tongue. Camila's tongue undulated in and on the tender skin until it felt liquid. She then took the pale clit between her lips and flicked between the coarse upper side to the smooth under. Amanda shook as if she had expelled a demon.

Both rested in silence before Camila got up, walked naked to the kitchen returning with water. Neither spoke a word yet. With no prompting Camila rolled and positioned herself lying in the opposite direction as Amanda. They each turned towards one another, lifted a leg, then resumed preforming oral. When Camila leaned in deeper and ran her tongue the length of Amanda's ass crack, Amanda followed. Each tongued the other's rear end for more than a minute before pleasuring wet vagina's until orgasm.

Two hours later Camila begged Amanda top stop.