Excerpt from Part l:
Mara was silent for a while as she sat watching me in my indecision. Finally she spoke.
"Jaz, I want to give you something. I want to show you a little of what it could be like with me. You intrigue me. The way you kissed me, I know inside you there is a woman waiting to love, to give and receive. I want to be that person. If only to show you what can be. Let me show you one small thing and tonight I will leave. Before I go I will give you my phone number. You can call me when you have made a decision. I only ask that you do call me and tell me whether your answer is a yes or a no. Does that sound fair?"
"Yes, that sounds fair."
Mara's Story.
Mara couldn't believe it when she had seen Jaz in the bar all alone. Who could resist those deer-in-the-headlight-eyes? She had seen and taken the opportunity before her. One reason being to ditch the guy her sister had set her up with. Her sister just didn't understand and once again, the lecture would be heard tomorrow. But for now all Mara wanted to think about was Jaz.
Would she call? She had said she would. Touching Jaz was amazing! The way her body responded to Mara's touch was special. Feeling her already tight pussy contract as her orgasm hit was incredible. Mara longed to touch herself, relive that moment, but there was no way she would do it in a taxi!
Finally the taxi arrived home and Mara paid the fare and hurried to the front door. By the time she had made it to the bedroom she could feel her pussy dripping from the core. Uncaring she stripped off her clothes and left them on the floor as he lay on her bed.
Mara relived touching Jaz's breasts, touching her own and mimicking the same actions that she had done to Jaz. Her nipples began to harden as she squeezed her tits, all the while her hips were moving in concert with her hands. Mara used her saliva to wet her nipples and blew on them to make them even harder. One hand started to trail down to her pussy while the other was brushing over her tits.
One finger, two fingers and plunge! Oh yes! Her hand left her tits and moved down to her clit and her fingers started to move in hard fast circles. Once again her fingers plunged into her pussy, her hips were bucking. She could taste Jaz, smell her. The small piece of that perfect body was enough to make Mara want more. She wanted to watch her face as Mara drove her tongue deep inside Jaz's pussy. She wanted to watch her writhe and beg for more. Desperately, it seemed, she wanted to hear Jaz scream Mara's name as she came over and over again.
It was all too much for Mara and she came in waves, moaning and calling Jaz's name, imagining that Jaz was the one finger fucking her right now. That Jaz was watching and looking at her pussy as she came. That it was Jaz's fingers feeling her juices running down her hand.
It was an intense and powerful orgasm and it took a few moments before she could move again. When finally she roused enough she went into the bathroom to get ready for bed. She came back to her room, picked up her clothes off the floor and got into bed, smiling and drifted off.
The phone rang waking Mara from her deep sleep. Jaz!
