I met a girl in my biology class named Lorraine. She said she thought I was pretty and asked if I would have lunch with her. She touched my arm as she asked this and I thought she might be a lesbian coming on to me. I had never been with a woman before.
I said, "Thank you for the compliment and the invitation but you should know I'm straight, totally heterosexual. Besides, I never play with others without my husband. I don't cheat on him."
She laughed, a lovely musical laugh. Lorraine was beautiful, tall like me with long dark hair, nice full breasts, legs that went on forever, smoldering dark eyes and a sexy little smile. If I was to ever think of being a lesbian, it would be with someone like her. She said, "Don't worry, I'm not a lesbian. I've never been with a woman either. But I admit I'm curious. I'm attracted to you and wanted to get to know you better. Have lunch with me. I promise not to bite -- unless you want me to."
We both laughed at that and I agreed to have lunch at a popular sidewalk cafe near campus. After my 11:00 class I walked over to the restaurant and saw Lorraine already sitting there at a table for two. We had yummy egg salad sandwiches on croisants with a shared decanter of wine. We chatted about our classes, about her boyfriends and my husband and how they measured up as lovers (yes girls talk about men just like they talk about us).
It was a fine sunny spring day, not too hot yet in Austin. She was wearing a thin pretty yellow sundress, obviously bra-less and I was wearing short shorts and a halter top, also bra-less. She kept staring at my boobs while we talked and I couldn't help checking hers out too. They were firm and perky like mine but more than my B cup handful. I wished I had bigger boobs sometimes.
She caught me looking at her boobs and said, "I'll let you see and touch them if you invite me over to your place tonight, Signe. Don't worry, we don't have to do any lesbian things if you don't want to. Maybe your husband would enjoy looking at my tits too?"
As she said this she kicked her sandals off and pushed one of mine off with her toes. She started to play footsie with me and put her hand on mine, looking me in the eye with that smouldering look of hers. It gave me the shivers. I had goosebumps on my arms. I asked her, "Would you be willing to play with my husband? We have done threesomes before, but always with other men. Maybe he would like it if I brought a woman home to play with us for a change."
"Hmm what's he like. Is he handsome? Is he a good lover?"
"Yes and no." I took my wallet out of my purse and showed her a picture of John.
"Oh my," she said, "He's quite good looking. Nice and tall like I like them. Not a good lover then?"
"Well, in his defense, he tries hard. It feels really good when he licks my pussy but he never makes me cum and his cock is only 4 inches fully hard so I haven't been able to get off on it either. This is why he allows other men to fuck me. It's the only way I ever get to cum."
"This is nonsense. Any man or woman can make you cum if they know what they're doing. I like his looks and I don't care about his cock size. I prefer oral to fucking anyway. I never have orgasms fucking. If you have me over I will show John how to make you cum. Do you give him blow jobs?"
"Yes, I love sucking his cock. I can take it all without gagging."
"Well, I've been called the blowjob queen. If you let me suck his cock I bet I could show you some things about cocksucking."
"So you want to be our sex instructor?"
"Yes, and if you want to experiment with your bi side, we can do that too."
"To be honest, I don't know if I have a bi side."
"Then why do you have goosebumps on your arms and hard nipples while my toes play with yours under the table?"
"Whoops, busted! Okay, I'll tell John we're having company tonight and after I describe you to him and tell him about your plans, I'm sure he won't mind. Come over around 8:00?"
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When she arrived at our door, she was wearing a tight, thin, blue leather micro minidress, barely covering her ass cheeks with a big zipper down the front. Afer short introductions she got straight down to business and kissed John on the lips. It lasted a few seconds but when it broke off, he kissed her back, longer this time, with tongue.
She said, "Mmm, nice tongue. I'm going to show you how to put it to good use inside both me and Signe tonight."
I could see her words and kisses were making John hard, his little cock was tenting his pants. She said, "Why don't you show me your bedroom and we can get more comfortable?"
I was happy to see John getting the attention for a change. I said, "You two go ahead. I'll fetch us some drinks. What do you want?"
"I'll have a Shiner beer if you've got it," Lorraine said.
"We do and I'll have one too," John said and kissed her again. This time as he kissed her he pulled the zipper of her dress halfway down and played with her bra-less tits while they kissed.
She said, "Roll the nipple between your thumb and forefinger," already slipping into her instructor role, and he complied. "Yes like that, mmmm, see you're making it hard."
I was actually jealous, not of her but of John. Suddenly I wanted to be playing with her boob too. As if reading my mind, she winked at me and said, "Don't worry, you'll get your chance soon."
John led her off to our bedroom and I went to the kitchen to fetch the beers. By the time I got to the bedroom, they were both naked. Lorraine was stroking his cock and he was fingering her pussy. We all took big swigs of beer.
Lorraine said, "You're overdressed Signe. I'm going to make love with your husband and if you want to watch, you'll need to get naked like us. You should play with your pussy while you watch."
Now I know how John felt when he watched me with other men, jealous but also aroused. I wiggled out of my shorts, pulled my halter top off over my head and I was naked. My hand went to my pussy and I discovered I was already wet.
Lorraine kissed John and their tongues entered each other's mouths. The kiss lasted several minutes and I could see Lorraine's pussy was wet too and her nipples were hard as little pebbles.
When the kiss broke, she lay down on the bed, spread her legs, opened her pussy lips with fingers, showing herself to both of us and said, "I'm going to give your husband the best blow job he ever had, Signe, but he has to eat my pussy until I cum first before I do him."
"I'll give it my best shot," said John.
"No, you WILL make me cum."
John went down on her burying his face in her snatch. I could see his chin moving and knew his tongue was darting in and out of her. She said, "That feels really good honey but you don't quite have it right. May I show you?"
John lifted his wet face from her crotch and nodded. "Yes please."
She spread her pussy lips with her fingers and said, "Touch me where you think my clit is."
He poked around and she said, "No, ouch! that's my pee hole. My clit is a bit higher, it's covered with a little flap of flesh, my clit hood. See?"
She opened her clit hood with her fingers and said, "See the little man in the boat? That's what you need to be licking."
"I think I see it. I'm not sure though."
"Hmm perhaps if I show you Signe's you will understand. It will look a bit different than mine but will be located in the same place. Come over here next to me on the bed Signe."
I was hestitant but she said, "Oh get over your homophobia and get your ass over here. This is all for your John's education and you're the one who will benefit the most from it in days and years to come."
She was certainly right about that so I did what she asked. She said, "Spread you legs sweety," and I did.