Curiosity

Hi everyone. Many apologies for the silence over the last couple of months, we've been rather busy. I'm back to writing again! A short story to re-introduce myself. I hope you enjoy!

Love

Anna

Xxxxx

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It was a bright, warm Saturday morning and I had just finished my shower. I'd managed to get my panties on when my phone rang. I dropped my pale green dress on the bed and picked it up, looking at the caller ID. I answered immediately.

"Hi Jacquie!"

There was a brief pause and then her wonderful, soft Durham accent said, "Oh... hi Anna pet. Umm... are you busy today?"

"Not really. I was planning on doing a little window shopping but nothing particular. Why, what's on your mind?"

"I... just wondered if... you know. I could maybe come and have a chat."

I wondered if this was going to be a continuation of our conversations of the last few months. "Of course. If you like. What time? Do you want to come here or meet up somewhere in town?"

There was another pause. "Um... This morning? Can I come to yours? Don't really want to talk about this in public."

Now I knew what it was going to be about. "Yes, of course darling. Give me a few minutes. I'm not quite dressed yet but then I'll get the coffee on. Maybe thirty minutes?"

I heard some nervous trepidation in her voice but she said, "Great. See you soon."

She hung up the call and I resumed putting my dress on. It comes to just above the knee and has a halter neck so I can't wear a bra with it but, with the summer weather, it was perfect.

I've known Jacquie for several years and I know she's straight, she was after all married once upon a time, although I'm fully aware that doesn't mean anything, but over the last few months she'd been asking all sorts of probing questions about my sexuality. I've never made a secret of it and have frequently taken girlfriends to social occasions that Jacquie was present at.

Jacquie is a very beautiful woman. She's in her mid sixties, so twenty years my senior, and around my height. She has dark brown hair, showing the odd bit of silver, cut in a very cute pixie style.

The first time she'd brought it up was when we'd bumped into each other in a pub. We were both with different groups but we ended up chatting as we often do. We were sitting next to each other and there was a hubbub of conversation around us.

She smiled at me and I looked into her dark brown eyes through her glasses. Apropos of nothing she asked me, "So, Anna, any girlfriend on the horizon?"

I chuckled and replied, "Nobody serious at the moment. What about you?"

She also chuckled. "Well, obviously not a girlfriend, no. I wouldn't know what to do."

I raised my eyebrow. "Really? I thought you were quite imaginative."

She blushed and replied. "Well... I can imagine. But I don't

know

." She stopped and looked around, checking that no one was listening to us. In a low voice, almost a whisper, she said, "I mean... What

is

it you do?"

I smiled and said, "I am

not

going into details of my sex life in a pub, Jacquie! Surely you can use your imagination? But let's just say that most of the things you can do with a man can be done with a woman. The only difference is... no blow jobs?"

She giggled. "So, some benefits then." The conversation moved on to more mundane topics but over the next weeks whenever we saw each other she'd return to the topic. Asking questions about what does

'it'

taste like or did I use toys. I tended to be circumspect in my answers but I could see that she was genuinely intrigued.

One morning we bumped into each other and went for a coffee together. When we got settled and we'd passed all the usual pleasantries she once more turned to the topic of what it is I preferred about women over men.

"What's going on, Jacquie?" I'd asked. "Why this obsession with my sex life?"

She swallowed and looked into her coffee mug before saying, "I'm wondering... if maybe I'd enjoy it. I've been thinking about it a lot."

"Well, I would never push anyone to do something they might regret and first you'd have to find someone you're attracted to and who is attracted to you and, trust me on this one, that's not always easy."

She looked up at me and said, "You don't seem to do too badly, Anna. I've seen you with a couple of women in the past."

I smiled. "They're mostly just friends with benefits, if you know what I mean.."

She smiled ruefully and said, "Well obviously I don't have friends like that. That I know of."

I smiled inwardly, thinking

'you only have to ask.'

We had chatted on for a little while longer and now, a couple of weeks later, I was getting ready to receive Jacquie in my home. I felt a frisson of energy inside me. Little tingles. I actually did quite fancy her but wasn't sure if the feeling was reciprocated although, given our conversations and the fact she was coming to my house, maybe it meant something.

I had everything ready, including a plate of cookies, all set out on the patio so we could drink our coffee in the warmth of the sun, when the doorbell went. I went back through the kitchen, down the short entranceway and opened the door to find Jacquie standing there with a slightly nervous look on her face.

She's what you would call pear shaped but not badly so. It gives her nice curves. Today she was wearing a floral blouse with a matching knee length loose skirt and flat, red strappy summer shoes.

I took her shoulders in my hands and we air kissed.

"Hi Jacquie! Come on through. The coffee will be ready in a couple of minutes and then I thought we could sit outside in the sun, if that's okay?"

"Hi Anna. Yes, that sounds lovely."

She walked in and I closed the door behind her. We went through to the kitchen where I boiled the water once more before decanting it into the cafetiere. I led her through the lounge and French windows onto the patio and indicated the bench seat.

She sat down and I did the duties of pressing and pouring, then I sat next to her and finally said, "So, what is it you want to talk about?"

She looked down at her coffee. A sign I knew of her unease or possibly nerves, but said, "Anna... I've got a favour to ask. You can say 'no' of course."

I thought I knew what was coming but said, "Yes, Jacquie? If it's something I can help with I will gladly try."

She looked up and stared into my eyes through her glasses. She swallowed briefly and said, "Um... oh god... I'm scared to ask now."

I placed the palm of my left hand on her wrist, gently squeezing it. "Okay. You can ask anything you want. I promise I won't be offended, okay?"

She nodded and said, "I... would you... be able to... teach me."

I raised an eyebrow. "Teach you? What do you want me to teach you exactly?"

"What it's like... to be with another woman. Oh god. I've said it now." She looked down once more.

I smiled and placed my hand under her chin, lifting her head.

"Look at me, Jacquie." She stared at me and I felt tingles of anticipation between my legs. "I would love to help you and I am honoured that you have asked me."

She said, "But... you won't?"

I shook my head and I saw her face drop. "No, I didn't mean that. I would love to make love with you."

I saw the tension drop out of her. "Oh god. Thank you, Anna. So what... Do we get undressed now?"

I smiled. "No, hun. Is that how it is with men? You just get down to it?"

She chuckled. "No, of course not. Well, I'm sure sometimes they wish it was!. I just thought..."

I took her hands in mine and softly squeezed. "Calm down and let what happens, happen."

I leaned forward and brushed my lips against hers, a soft kiss. She didn't respond at first but then relaxed a little and returned the kiss. I felt her hands squeeze mine and our kiss became more passionate. I released her hands and put mine up into her hair, pulling her to me and I felt hers behind my neck stroking me softly, something that always has an immediate effect on me. I felt my wetness increase, my nipples and clit harden. I moaned softly into our kiss.

She pulled back and, a little breathlessly, said, "Oh Anna. That was so much softer than a kiss with a man."

I smiled and kissed her briefly before saying, "Jacquie... let's stop comparing this to what men are like, okay? Enjoy the moment."

She nodded and then kissed me again, this time with more certainty and passion. I now moved one of my hands under her arm and onto her back, the other one I slid down to her neck and then gently stroked down to one of her breasts, tracing my finger down and feeling her bra through her blouse. I found the dimple of her erect nipple and gently started circling it. This elicited a soft moan from her and I felt one hand slowly stroke down between my breasts.

She broke the kiss and said, "What do I do?"

I smiled reassuringly, all the while circling her nipple. "Well, do what you like having done. It's almost certain that I'll enjoy it."

"Are you sure you're okay doing this, Anna?"

"Stop worrying Jacquie. I am enjoying everything so far and I'm genuinely excited right now. Look..." I stopped my finger circling and took her hand and placed it over my right breast. "Can you feel my nipple? I can tell you that my clit is just as proud at the moment."

She shuddered. "Oh god. Just the thought of that has made me... suddenly wetter."

I gave her another peck on her lips. "It's exactly the same for me, hun, trust me."

"Oh god. I want to see that. I really do."

"All in good time. Let's not rush a good thing." I replied quietly.

We resumed our kiss and I felt her now more confidently massaging and exploring my breasts. Moving from one to the other, finding my nipples and mirroring my circling. I slowly undid the buttons on her blouse, starting at the top and moving down until her lacy bra was exposed. I felt her stiffen for a moment as my fingers slid in under her blouse and the material of her bra but was rewarded with a deepening of our kiss. I found her erect nipple and started gently squeezing it between my thumb and forefinger. She moaned into our kiss and I felt her hand slide under the halter of my dress and she found my left nipple, squeezing it softly.

I pulled back from our kiss and, without saying a word, used both hands to undo her blouse the rest of the way, pulling it up out of her skirt and pushing it back over her shoulders. She pushed her arms back and I slid it down and let it drop on the bench behind her. I now reached around and found the clasp of her bra, releasing it and pulling it over her arms. I dropped it on the table and took a moment to look at her breasts. I was estimating them to be about the same as mine. Her areola were smallish, crinkly and dark, her nipples darker and very erect.

I reached behind me and undid the bow on the halterneck, letting the front fall down exposing my breasts to her.

She swallowed and looked into my eyes. "Can... can I... kiss them?"

I bit my bottom lip and just nodded in silent assent.

She kissed down my neck, over the mound of my right breast and, hesitantly at first, took my nipple into her mouth. She sucked gently and I felt her tongue circle me. My nipple to clit connection kicked in and I felt the tension in my pussy increase. The heat and need ramping up beautifully.

I thought we had probably gone as far as we could practically go in the garden so I quietly said, "Let's go through to the bedroom, hun."

She stopped and released my nipple. "Yes. Yes please, Anna. Take me to bed."

I stood up and she stood with me. Taking her hand in mine I led her through the lounge and across the kitchen into the hall and my bedroom. I stopped and we kissed, standing up, our breasts pressed into each other. I felt her hands on my back and I likewise stroked her. I undid the clasp on her belt and slid the zip down and then pushed her skirt over her hips. As I was doing this I was quite surprised to feel her sliding my dress down and, almost simultaneously, her skirt and my dress fell to the floor. I broke our kiss and stepped out of my dress and led her to the bed. She was now wearing only her shoes and panties, which were black. I was wearing a skimpy white thong.

We sat on the bed and kissed for a little longer. I felt her kick off her shoes and, since I was only wearing slip on flats I did the same. We both fell back on the bed and, lying side by side, wrapped around each other. I pushed my thigh up between hers and she opened up. I pressed up onto her covered pussy and she pushed down onto me, moaning softly.

She broke the kiss and said, "I'm so turned on but nervous about the next bit."

I smiled. "The next bit?"

"Um... yes. Where you see me and I see you... down there. I want to but I'm worried."

"Hun, we can take it at any speed you like. We can even stop right here. No pressure."

"No. No... I want this so much. I've dreamed about this moment. I'm just worried that you won't like my body."

I pecked her once more. "Well stop worrying. I've loved everything I've seen so far. You have a wonderful body. Shapely and gorgeous. Tell you what, I'll go first."

I pulled away and lay back, lifting my bum and slipping my thong down, revealing my bald pussy. I dropped the thong on the floor.

She looked at me. I could feel I was puffy and wet but I just stared at her. "Do you want to touch her? Explore?"

I saw determination in her face then. She lay on her back and went through the same routine, revealing, I was pleasantly surprised to see, a full bush of dark brown hair, not trimmed in any way. She dropped her panties on the floor.

"I know. I'm not all hip and trendy and I have a full bush. It's just the way I like it. Is that okay?"

I smiled. "No, hun, it's fine. Really. I like it. I hope my bald pussy doesn't upset you either."

She shook her head. "Fuck no, pet. You look beautiful."

I pushed myself up and kneeled by her right side, my legs slightly parted. I stroked down over her breasts and then down to her tangled bush. I could see the glistening wetness on her pubic hair near her entrance. I circled my fingers through her bush. I noticed her lifting up a little and gently pushed her back down. At this moment I felt her hand stroke up my inner thigh.

In anticipation of her touch I moved myself forward a little. She stopped her movements and I looked into her eyes, still framed by her glasses.

"Oh god. I don't know if I can, Anna. Touch you there, I mean. It's another step..."

I nodded my head. Despite my burning desire to have her touch me I wasn't going to push anything. "It's okay hun. You don't have to. I'm quite used to touching myself there." Having said that I let the fingers of my right hand stroke down through her bush and let my other hand move between my legs. I found her engorged clit and stroked mine in time with my fingers on her, circling and stroking gently.

She moaned softly, her eyes locked on the view between my legs. "Oh fuck. That is

so

horny, pet. I really want to."

I smiled and just said, "It's okay. I promise she doesn't bite."

This made her snort and then giggle. I watched as her hand slowly reached out and stroked my thigh. I didn't dare move, but that just made everything ten times more delicious. The glorious anticipation. Her fingers tentatively stroked my bare mound and then she used her forefinger to trace down my puffy outer lips.

When she was almost at my entrance she stopped and said, "I want to be sitting like you."

She pushed herself up and we were now facing each other, our calves under us and out to the side. She resumed her exploration, this time starting at my entrance and slowly she slid her finger into me. I moaned softly.

"Oh god, Anna, you're so wet. It feels lovely and warm..."

In response I placed my fingers in her curls and traced down to her clit once more, my index and middle finger sliding either side. Looking down I said, "I'd forgotten how sexy wet pubes look."

She leaned forward and we kissed once more, I felt her finger inside me and desperately wanted her to touch my clit.

'Wait a minute,'

I thought to myself,

'Jacquie asked you to teach her.'

"Jacquie. I really want you to touch my clit right now. She's rather in need of some attention."

She looked into my eyes, obviously worried. "Oh god, I'm sorry Anna. I'm getting it all wrong."

I kissed her again. "No hun, you're doing just perfectly, I'm loving your touch, we're all different in what we like and when. I'm just letting you know, okay? And you should let me know as well."

She swallowed. "I'm

loving

what you're doing right now."

I felt her finger withdraw and then she expertly slipped up between my inner lips and then started circling my engorged clit. I moaned and we fell into a natural, deep and engaged kiss. Our tongues brushing each other's. I felt my pussy clamp and release in a slow rhythm that matched her strokes.

I pulled back briefly to moan, "Oh, fuck, you're doing wonderful things to me, Jacquie. I'm very close."

Her eyes flashed and, almost in a whisper, said, "I want that so much. I want to make you come."

We resumed our kiss which was filled with heat and passion and I felt the tingles inside me rise and my pussy started rhythmic contractions. I stopped the movement of my fingers over her clit for a few seconds and felt her tense up and gasp. When I restarted she started to shake, making her strokes on my clit more intense which drove me up to the next level. She pulled back and said, "Oh god. Oh god. Oh...."

She arched back a little as her orgasm tore through her, stopping her movements on me as she came. I didn't stop, I just slowed a little and then, as she was clearly coming down I sped up and she just cried out, "Oh god... yes... again!"

Her second orgasm seemed to flush her pale skin more than the first, and her eyelids fluttered. Her thighs were shaking. As her shaking slowed, I stopped my movements on her.

When she finally recovered enough to talk she stared at me and then started kissing me deeply, her hands going around me and pulling me close to her, our breasts pressing into each other.

She broke the kiss and said, "Oh wow, Anna. Wow. That was... I've never... intense like,,,, god. I'm babbling."

I chuckled. "It's okay, hun. So I gather you enjoyed your first experience?"

She swallowed and nodded. "It was wonderful. You really know what you're doing, don't you?"

I smiled into her eyes and said, "Years of practice, a lot of it on myself."

She shuddered. "Wow. The thought of you playing with yourself is a real turn on." She paused before saying, "Did you...?"

I shook my head. I felt the desperate need for release but said, "Not yet, but there's no hurry. We have as long as you want."

She smiled and put her arms around my waist. "I'm not going to be selfish, pet. I want you to feel what I just felt. Do I just keep doing what I was?"

I shrugged. "That's up to you. It depends how far you want to go, hun."

She looked quizzical. "Meaning?"

"Stop overanalyzing. I mean, do with me as you wish. I am yours for the day. What was your favourite thing your husband did for you? Do that for me, perhaps?"

"Oh god. I don't know... he used to... make me come with his mouth... um..."

I realised she wasn't sure about that. "You don't have to, hun, but surely you know what it tastes like. You've tasted yourself, right?"

She shook her head. "Well, yeah. But... it..." I saw a look of resolve come over her. "No. I want to do this. For you. And me."

I smiled and slipped her arms from around my waist, taking her hands in mine.

I lay back on the bed, my head on a pillow, and wantonly opened my legs. "Please, hun. I need this so much."

She looked hesitant but said, "So, what do I do?"

"Lie down between my legs and explore. Do what you think I'll like."