Holly Ch 04 1

This chapter continues the story of Holly, following a night of hot sex with former colleague Phil. Unlike the previous three, this one is told from Holly's point of view for reasons which will become apparent.

I got out of the bed, telling Phil that I would take a shower and then make us some breakfast.

As the warm water flowed over my body, I reflected on the events of the previous night. A few short hours ago I was a lonely old woman who thought she would never have sex again. Now I had a new lease of life and was looking forward to living it to the max.

Thinking about my sexual reawakening, my mind drifted back more than ten years to the holiday in Thailand when Mary and I took four young waiters from our hotel back to our room. After they had each fucked both of us side by side on the bed, they all wanted anal but Mary wasn't keen, so I lay on top of her as all four took turns to pound my arse. Looking back, I was turned on almost as much by lying on Mary's naked body as by the fucking. I had always been attracted to other women, but felt that lesbianism was maybe a bit too vanilla for me with lots of touching and kissing and a lack of raw sex.

As I remembered that afternoon in Thailand, I became increasingly aroused and started rubbing the soapy water into my clit.

I resolved to broach with Phil the possibility of meeting up with his wife, who was apparently a highly experienced bisexual and according to him a red hot lover. Even if sex with her wasn't that great, I could always get a good seeing to from him so what did I have to lose.

I finished the shower and started to towel myself dry. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. "I'll get that," I shouted, quickly throwing on a robe.

I hurried downstairs, opened the door and there to my surprise stood Debbie, the friend who I had rejected the day before, holding a bunch of flowers.

"I'm really sorry about the way I spoke to you yesterday," she blurted out, "I shouldn't have said those things, I was horrible to you."

"That's very gracious of you," I said, "the flowers are lovely, but nowhere near as lovely as you!" With that, I reached up to put my arms around the taller woman's neck and planted a kiss on her lips. As I did so, my robe fell open, revealing that I was naked underneath, a fact observed not only by Debbie, but by Daniel, the 18 year old son of my next door neighbour as he walked past.

Debbie responded in the way I had hoped, thrusting her tongue into my mouth and hugging me close. We moved into the house and, painfully aware that my bedroom was already occupied, I steered Debbie into the lounge. Once there, I let my robe fall to the floor and lay naked on the sofa.

"Look, I've never been with a woman before, but I really want you, you'll just have to take the lead. I'll do anything you want for your pleasure, don't be afraid to ask," I said.

"I hope you know what you are letting yourself in for," replied Debbie as she knelt in front of me and slowly licked me along the full length of my slit.

"That feels so good. As long as it involves wild sex and multiple orgasms I'm ok with whatever you fancy," I replied.

"O.K. don't say you weren't warned," said Debbie as she continued to lick me along the full length of my slit.

As she continued to lick me, ever so slightly increasing the pace, I became more and more aroused. My cunt got wetter and Debbie obviously enjoyed the taste because she was dipping her tongue into my cunt to lap up as much juice as she could get.

As her tongue did it's work on my cunt and clit, I felt my orgasm starting to build. I lay there in ecstasy with my legs apart as Debbie ate me out.

"Oh God I'm coming," I yelled as a huge spurt of liquid covered Debbie's face.

"Wow, you're a squirter," she exclaimed before diving back into my sloppy cunt in order to lap up as much as she could.

"Yes, sorry about that, I do come a bit heavily," I said.

"Don't ever apologise for coming over me with your delicious juice," she said raising her glistening wet face to look at me. "There's no finer complement to a lover than coming all over her. It proves that I must have got something right"

"You got it all right! I must remember to return the favour," I said.

"I'll hold you to that, but I haven't finished with you yet" said Debbie, inserting two of her fingers into my dripping wet cunt, removing them and making a show of licking them clean of juice.

After repeating this trick a few times, she pushed three fingers into my cunt and started to massage my clit. With her other hand she started to finger my rosebud, looking up at me for permission to go further.

I smiled and nodded to confirm my consent, as Debbie pushed her finger past the sphincter and into my arse. I blew her a kiss to show my gratitude as she fingered both of my holes.

Debbie continued to work her special magic on me, eventually slipping a fourth finger into my cunt, followed a little while later by a second finger up the arse. I could feel her two hands making contact on either side of the thin wall separating my passages. The experience became even more intense when she put her whole fist into my cunt and a third finger up my arse.

I felt as though she was going to tear me in two, but the waves of pleasure coursing through my body were the most intense that I had ever experienced.

Debbie, however wasn't finished as she inserted a fourth finger into my rear entrance and started working her fingers apart in order to widen the hole before sliding her thumb inside and pushing her whole fist into my arse.

I winced with pain as my arsehole was stretched further than it had ever been, before being overcome with pleasure as the most fantastic orgasm of my life surged though my ravished body. Yelling in ecstasy, my whole body writhed and spasmed while the juices flooded out of me.

Eventually after what seemed like an age, my orgasm subsided and I started to come back to earth. Debbie gazed up at me, with a concerned look on her face, fearing that she might have gone too far. "Are you okay," she said.

"More than okay," I replied, "that was fabulous. Thank you so much." As I came down from my tremendous high, I remembered that there was still a man in my bedroom. Obviously he had a fair idea what had happened because of the noise we had made. Debbie, however was blissfully unaware of the situation and I was wondering how I could resolve the situation when she said she was going to use the bathroom and promptly headed upstairs.