My wife Suzy is a sexual person...very sexual. When we first met I knew there was something about this cute little brunette, I couldn't quite put my finger on it but I soon discovered what it was.
I had gone out with a couple of friends to the bar one night. We had been there for an hour or so when Suzy showed up with some of her friends and we started talking. Our conversations were light and I actually thought she was more interested in one of my buddies. Her friends left her with us and she ended up driving us home. I realized that I had been wrong as somehow she had managed to drop me off last. We talked in the car for a bit and before anyone knew we were making out.
I invited her up to my place and we had each other's clothes off, feeling each others bodies, I reached between her legs and into her panties where I discovered she was completely shaved. I had only been with one woman before who had a bald pussy and as I finessed my fingers inside her wet welcoming pussy, I could not wait to try my second.
I got between her legs and started to suck her clit as I put two fingers into her, I was no master at oral but she seemed to enjoy what I was doing as she directed my movements. I got up on the couch and she took me into her mouth, her actions were amazing as she slowly licked the tip of my cock and then gently lowered her head to take me into her mouth. She then started to tell me how much she loved sex, any time and with anyone who was willing. As she mounted me she asked me if I wanted to hear a story, I was a little hesitant with the recent news that she might be a little more promiscuous than I was used to but I thought...what the hell, lets hear it!
She told that while she was finishing up some schooling her colleagues decided to have a party. it was your run of the mill college get togethers and she was having a great time through the night. As a prank someone had bought a bunch of balloons and filled up one of the rooms of the host with balloons, this was hilarious because of his innate fear of balloons. n the wee hours she ended up in this room helping this guy remove the balloons because she felt sorry for him.