The Ladies Who Lunch Part 3
The Barbara Halloran Story, Episode 2
It was Barbara Halloran's turn to host the after-dinner coffee gathering. This is the second part of her story. The story so far:
Barbara has been seduced by, and had sex with Mai, the bisexual fiancée of Alex, Barbara's former student at high school and now her post-graduate study tutor at university.
By the time I had put out the "Do Not Disturb" sign and locked the door, Mai had undressed and was kneeling on the bed, facing me, and with that same beaming smile as when we first met.
As I undressed, in the presence of Mai's pale, slender, lithe body, with its small, pert breasts and smooth, hairless crotch, I felt frumpy and inadequate.
I left my knickers on, as I felt especially self-conscious about my crotch which was like a hairy triangle between my legs, compared to Mai's bikini-waxed pubes.
Mai was still kneeling on the bed but had moved to the edge nearest to me, her arms extended forward, palms out, to receive me in her embrace.
I put my arms around her as her head tilted, eyes closed, and our lips pressed together. I pulled her closer and embraced her tighter as her tongue probed, then penetrated my mouth.
I reciprocated and we tongue-kissed. I could feel myself moistening between my legs, as our mouths melded into one and our tongues thrust and parried in a series of long, languorous ripostes.
I hadn't kissed or been kissed like that, in ages, and I wished it would never end but, alas, Mai eventually pulled her head back, and prompted me to get onto the bed with her.
As she moved back to make room for me, she twanged the elastic on my knickers and admonished me.
"Get this off!"
she commanded, and stretched her diminutive frame on the bed so that she lay on her side, propped up on an elbow.
I sheepishly slipped my knickers off and laid on my side, facing her. Mai's thin, delicate fingers teased strands of my pubic hair. Then, she ran them over my labia, and onto my clit.
"Sorry, if I'd known, I would have shaved it."
I muttered, self-consciously.
Mai grimaced.
"No, don't shave it, wax it! Otherwise, it grows back thick and wiry! You can get wax strips from the chemist's. It hurts a bit at first, but you get a nice, clear smooth finish!"
She was right, of course. I usually have a 'Bikini Wax' done at my local beauty salon, before we go on holiday, to save the embarrassment on the beach of unruly tufts of pubic hair sprouting out of the edges of my swimsuit. You know what I mean, ladies!
Most other times, I just trim it with one of those trimmers that we all have, but often keep stashed away in a drawer, somewhere, and are not always bothered to dig it out and use it.
Ergo, the untidy state of my pubic zone.
All the while, Mai's fingers were stimulating my clitoris in a steady, circular action, and her tongue was playing over my gorged, swollen nipples. I shut my eyes to just wallow in the sensations Mai was arousing in me. I opened up my thighs to her probing digits.
"Ooh, Mai, that feels wonderful!"
I gasped. She was using her left hand. It was the hand of a violinist, so that her fingers were strong and nimble inside my, now, very wet cunt.
"Come on, do it to me!"
She declared and lifted her thigh to expose the swollen camel-toe in her hairless crotch.
So, I reached my right hand across and slid my middle finger over her mons and then down, through her moist labia, into her vagina. Her cunt was wet and getting wetter with every in-out action of my finger. I had my finger curled so that the tip would brush against the upper wall of her vaginal passage as I pushed it in and out. Supposedly, that's where the G-spot is located. I didn't know for sure. Ted had never taken the time to explore the intimate details of my genitalia when we made love, so I couldn't be sure if we'd ever located it.
Our breathing became heavy and laboured as both of us approached orgasm but, suddenly, Mai stopped and lay on her back, as she spread her thighs wide apart.
Her pink labia glistened with her juices.
"Barbara, eat me, please!"
she pleaded.
She wanted me to go down on her. Well, I'd given blowjobs to men, but had never performed oral sex on a woman. Mai must have noticed the perplexed expression on my face and responded with,
"Just, use your tongue and lips. It's easy once you get started! C'mon, I'm sure you've had it done to you!"
I wasn't familiar with the full drill so far as eating pussy was concerned, I just did what I'd want done to me. Luckily, by the vocal responses I was getting from Mai, I must have been very close to the mark.
I ran my tongue around the perimeter of her vagina. I teased her labia apart and flicked the clitoris with the tip of my tongue. My mouth covered her wet, juicy cunt and I basted her clit and labia with my tongue. My lips closed tightly around her fleshy camel-toe, and a nutty, bland taste filled my mouth as I sucked and licked her pussy.
"Yes! Yes! Like that!"
she gasped, as I ate her out.
Mai squirmed and moaned as my tongue probed deep into her cunt.
Her body quivered and she gripped the bedsheet, letting out a long, low groan as she climaxed. When her orgasm subsided she rolled over onto her side, facing me
"Mmm, thank you, Barbara! That was just what I needed,"
she murmured and lay still, as though she was dozing. I pulled the covers over her and went to the bathroom.
When I came back into the bedroom, my mobile phone buzzed. It was Alex, asking if Mai was with me. I confirmed she was, and that she was fast asleep. It had been a long day for her, the poor thing.
"Oh, don't disturb her, then!"
he said, and that he would bring her bag, so that she would have a change of clothes for the morning. Minutes later, Alex was at the door.
Mai was still dozing, so I put on a bathrobe and opened the door. Alex smiled and stepped closer in to me, to hand me Mai's overnight bag. We spoke in hushed tones so as not to disturb the slumbering Mai.
"Thanks for everything,"
