Never really contemplating being with another woman in the past, for some reason the last few months Samantha, who much preferred to be called Sam, found herself looking at more girl on girl porn, reading lesbian erotica, and carefully scrutinizing, and in a way secretly admiring, the women that displayed themselves in the pages of her husband's Playboy. Being a tall long legged strawberry blonde, Sam was successful at keeping herself in shape, and sometime imagined herself in one of those "Sexy Moms' types of photo shoot the magazine sometimes displays. Her hair hung just blow her shoulders, her sky blue eyes sometimes showing a hint of green always drew attention, and her large 38D tits were still quite firm. She enjoyed her workouts as they kept her body looking like that of a 20 year old, with a flat stomach and shapely round ass, her legs lean and tone.
As much as she tried, she could never really explain why she was so compelled to be with another woman, other than to take a guess that her own curiosity had started to get the better of her. Now that since she had reached her late 30s, Sam figured it was probably because she never had the opportunity arise before to be with another woman before and now the idea of it drove her crazy. Even when Sam masturbated, she found herself fantasizing more about having another woman touching and caressing her, gently teasing and toying with her…so much more so than a fantasizing about a man.
Although she had thought about the possibility of having another woman join her and her husband, Sam never suggested the idea. He was somewhat reserved and she never thought the idea would appeal to him. He didn't have much of an interest for watching porn of any kind, hardcore, lesbian, threesomes, BDSM, etc, or visit any websites of sexual nature, so suggesting it might make him feel inadequate and Sam wanted to spare him the embarrassment he would probably feel. Sam loved her husband so very much, but sometimes she secretly wished there was more than their lovemaking to excite and satisfy her.
Finally, after a few months of agonizing over her secret desires, Sam's opportunity presented itself. Sam's husband was going out of town for a week on business. The couple of weeks that passed in between him telling her he was leaving and the actual departure seemed like months. All Sam's free time was spent fantasizing about her opportunity to finally experience another woman. When the day came that her husband was leaving, she couldn't hardly control the butterflies in her stomach. Just sitting down for a few minutes to try to calm her nerves and curb her enthusiasm was fruitless at best. "Maybe a drink and hot bath would help," she thought.
Sipping a glass of chilled Chardonnay, Sam lowered herself into her bubble bath. The hot water enveloped her body as she slowly sank beneath the bubbles. "Aahhhhh," Sam sighed as she immediately began to feel a little relaxed. She closed her eyes and rested her head on the back of the tub, gently kicking her feet up and down making her toes break through the layer of bubbles. Sam started thinking about her evening, the potential of being with another woman for the first time, the excitement, and the concealment of her fantasy from her husband.
Without fully realizing she was doing it, Sam's hand began to wander over her body, slowly gliding over her tummy, moving upwards towards her breasts. Using her index and finger and thumb she took a hold of her nipples, gently massaging them. Gasping at the spasms that she felt deep inside her wettening pussy, Sam opened her eyes to see her bubble-covered breasts rising and falling with her heavy breathing. She had always had very sensitive nipples, and with the anticipation of what she had planned for the evening, they seemed even more sensitive than usual.
Slightly twisting on her hardening nipples made Sam arch her back, lifting her breasts up out of the water, the bubbles slowly sliding down the curves of her large mounds. Moaning quietly, Sam could feel the surges of pleasure coursing though her body from her nipples down to her pussy. Letting go of one nipple, she slid her hand down her body, slowly over her stomach, through the little patch of hair she kept neatly trimmed, finally reaching her soft shaven labia. She took special pride in keeping them silky smooth, enjoying every time she touched herself there. Her husband also commented how he liked her soft skin, not having to deal with her 'Five O'Clock Shadow' as he put it.
Pushing deeper with her hand, Sam's fingers slipped between her pussy lips. She couldn't believe how wet she already was, and not from the bath. Her own wetness was so much more slippery and slick compared to the water in the tub. She always loved the taste of herself, and not wanting to miss a chance to savor it, Sam braced her heels at the end of the tub, lifting her hips upwards. The bubbles excited her as they trickled down her round ass, slowly rejoining the bubbles atop the water's surface. Removing her other hand from her breast, Sam reached that hand down to her pussy. Pulling the hood up away from her clitoris, exposing it completely, Sam slid her finger down to her pussy coating it with her juices.
She quickly felt her excitement build, and the anxiety of her upcoming evening to come rapidly returning. Sam's urgency to make herself cum was now even stronger. Feeling her clit swelling, Sam slowly circled her clit, massaging it, teasing herself. Separating the soft folds of skin further, Sam's fingers pressed harder against her clit, rubbing it with more pressure. A slight chill crept over her body as she held herself above the bubble bath, her legs beginning to tremble. Writhing from her own self-induced pleasure, Sam's body twisted and contorted as she rubbed her clit faster, two fingers, then three moving Samtically up and down, side to side, all around her most treasured point of pleasure.
Sam's body tensed, her feet pushing against the side of the tub, her legs still shaking uncontrollably. It was only a matter of seconds and Sam moaned loudly, her hips jutting up and down as her pussy spasmed wildly. She loved how she could always make herself cum by playing with and massaging her clit. As much as she enjoyed cuming with a cock buried deep inside her pussy, she always felts her orgasms from clitoral stimulation were so much more intense. With her orgasm giving her a satisfied smile, Sam slowly let her body sink back into the water. Taking a long drink from her wine glass, she let her fingers toy with her still hard nipples, the bubbles clinging to her large breasts as they floated on the water's surface.
Sighing deeply, Sam kicked the plug, starting the hot water draining from the tub. Feeling the water sinking away from her body, she lowered her hands down over her stomach, arriving at her still swollen clit. Stroking it gently, Sam quickly felt her arousal heightening once again. Wanting more than just her fingers on her clit, she slid down into the tub, her feet climbing the walls until her pussy was directly beneath the faucet. Leaning up, Sam turned on the water, letting it pummel down onto her swelling clit.
The instant pressure and warm water brought out a long guttural moan from Sam. Spreading her legs wider and hoisting her ass up higher towards the faucet, the pressure hitting her clit was almost too much to take. Being in such crazed desire for another orgasm, Sam remained motionless as the water jetted downwards onto her clit. Closing her eyes, Sam took a deep breath, arching her back, and making her clit protrude upwards. Moaning even louder, she felt her pussy spasming wildly and her clit throbbing. "Uuugggghhhhhhh!" she groaned as her orgasm swept through her body, sending her into convulsions.
This orgasm felt too good to deprive herself of another. Taking a few seconds to catch her breath, Sam reached around the underside of her thigh and slipped two fingers into her soaked pussy. Finger fucking herself as the water continued to pound down onto her throbbing clit, Sam quickly felt another orgasm rising inside her. This time her orgasm was even more intense than before and her entire body thrashed about in the confines of her bathtub. The last remnants of the water trapped beneath her body, squelching as her back lifted up and down, her orgasm consuming all of her so completely.
