Yetunde’s eyes opened when Adaeze arrived at her pussy. Adaeze turned her face to the side and brushed her cheek against Yetunde’s silky softness. They were both making light moaning sounds as they each enjoyed the touch in their own way. Adaeze planted light kisses on Yetunde’s mound, then one very light kiss directly on her slit. Yetunde gasped at the contact. Adaeze wasn’t ready to take that step just yet, or wanted to tease Yetunde further, because she instead moved quickly to the end of Yetunde’s right leg.
She started at the ankle, trailing kisses and licks back up to the crease where the leg joined Yetunde’s upper body. That little hollow where Yetunde’s pussy nestled when her legs were closed received much attention from Adaeze’s tongue.
Yetunde was now wriggling her bottom around, anxious to feel Adaeze’s tongue on her pussy, but Adaeze was not to be swayed from her appointed course. Her mouth passed tantalizingly close to Yetunde’s pussy, so close in fact that the pubic hair brushed Adaeze’s lips.
Adaeze then moved to Yetunde’s left ankle to begin another slow, torturous journey back up to Yetunde’s body. When Adaeze was licking the hollow at the top of the left leg, Yetunde, unable to wait further, tried to move Adaeze’s head to the centre with her hands. Adaeze pushed her hands away. I could see Adaeze smiling as she continued kissing. I could also see that Yetunde’s pussy was now oozing with her lubrication.
By this time, I was as anxious as Yetunde for Adaeze to take the next big step. I was hard and my dick was leaking precum as I stroked. I seriously doubted that I would be able to delay cumming until Adaeze started eating Yetunde’s pussy.
Yetunde, unable to sway Adaeze’s intentions, was now positively mauling her own breasts and moaning out loud in time to Adaeze’s tongue. When Adaeze finally swiped her tongue over the lips to the slit, Yetunde and I both gave out sighs of relief.
I really wanted to put my face down on Yetunde’s stomach to watch up close what Adaeze was about to do, or even join my wife between Yetunde’s legs and help out. I remembered Adaeze’s last words to me and heeded them. It wasn’t because I wanted to, but rather because I loved her so much and wanted this moment to go as she wanted.
Adaeze ran her tongue up Yetunde’s slit. I could see it on her face when she tasted Yetunde’s juices. It was a surprise but not a big one. She must be realizing that Yetunde didn’t taste much differently from her own pussy. She had tasted herself often enough after masturbating, on my face after oral sex, and by sucking my dick after I had been inside her. This was the first time she tasted another woman, however.
The look was like a moment of indecision followed by making a choice. She pressed onward. On the second swipe of her tongue, Adaeze pressed hard, parting Yetunde’s lips and passing the tip of her tongue between them. Yetunde practically howled, holding onto her breasts and looking down between her legs in disbelief as her friend began eating her pussy.
That did it. I lost the battle. I came. Hard. Stroking my cock wildly, I shot off on the sheet as I watched the unbelievable spectacle before me.
Adaeze’s tongue was exploring Yetunde’s pussy with a passion, flittering over her clit, sliding between her slippery lips, and probing into her hole. I knew what Adaeze was experiencing – taste, smell and sight – but the fact that she was doing it made the scene something I’ll never forget. This was my wife having sex with a woman.
I did notice that her motions were a little gentler than the way I usually did it to her. After a moment’s thought, I figured out she was doing to Yetunde exactly what she would like done to her. I tried to pay attention so I could please her as well the next time my face was between her legs.
She was definitely pleasing Yetunde. Yetunde was now thrashing about, clawing at the sheets. There was a wild look on her face. Either the pleasure she was receiving from Adaeze’s mouth was that good or, like me, she couldn’t believe this was really happening either. Yetunde peaked suddenly.
The transition was interesting to watch. Her legs tensed, then wrapped around Adaeze’s head while her hands flew to the back of Adaeze’s head. She was moaning something like, “Oh, fuck, please don’t stop,” as she firmly held Adaeze’s head in place. Her hips started humping against my wife’s face and Yetunde screamed. I wondered what the people in the next room were thinking. Surely that had woken them up if they had still been sleeping.
Adaeze must have understood what Yetunde was feeling and wanting at that point because she complied with Yetunde’s request. Her face was pressed to Yetunde’s pussy. I could see through her cheek that her tongue was moving. I guessed she was moving it against Yetunde’s clit.
The pleasure must have peaked and become too intense to stand because Yetunde suddenly changed posture, pushing Adaeze away and trying to close her legs. Adaeze moved back and sat up on her knees; her face was coated in Yetunde’s cum. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
Her friend had cum all over her face. She was smiling proudly at what she had given Yetunde but Yetunde needed a little time to come down. She rolled herself into a ball on her side, her eyes closed and her breathing only slowly returning to normal. She kind of shuddered aftershocks of the intense orgasm.
I wanted to speak but didn’t want to interrupt their sharing magic. Adaeze looked at me, her expression seeming to acknowledge me and permit me to speak.
I grinned. “That was so incredible,” I said quietly.
Adaeze looked down at the wet stains in front of me, the remains of my orgasm. “You liked that, did you?” she asked with a big smile.
I nodded vigorously. She leaned over to me and kissed me. Usually, when we kiss, I notice her smell. It’s the smell of her perfume, or her shampoo, or just that warm scent of her skin. Not this time. This time, she smelled like Yetunde. There was no doubt that she smelled like her friend’s pussy.
We were both tasting Yetunde’s juices now. I held her body to mine, feeling her soft boobs pressed to my chest, and shared the taste. I had just seen her act out a secret fantasy I had held for many years and I loved her so much at that moment. We had now both shared Yetunde most intimately.
When the kiss ended, we looked at each other. The scent of pussy was in the air between us. Truthfully, it was probably in the entire room, but it was especially strong there, next to Adaeze’s face.
“Thank you for letting us do that alone. We needed to try it in our own way.”
“Adaeze, thank you for letting me watch. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Adaeze thought for a moment. “It doesn’t bother you that I did it with her?”
“Not at all. You didn’t mind me doing it with Yetunde.”
“But you’re a boy I’m a girl – doing it with a girl.”
“I know,” I said eagerly. “That’s what made it so exciting.” After a moment, we both looked over at Yetunde, who had rolled over and opened her eyes. “Are you going to let her do it to you?”
Adaeze turned to face me. “If you want me to.”
“Do you want that?” I asked her.
There was just a moment’s pause before Adaeze said, “Yes. I’d like that a lot. I want to feel how a woman does it.”
“I want it, too. I want to see her please you. I want to watch her make you cum.”
“Thank you,” Adaeze told me quietly. She planted a light kiss on my lips and then moved out of my arms to rejoin Yetunde. Yetunde opened up and Adaeze was again lying on top of her as they shared a passionate kiss.
Yetunde’s hands moved down my wife’s back to hold her ass. Yetunde whispered something to Adaeze that I couldn’t hear. Adaeze nodded and rolled off Yetunde. Yetunde positioned herself over Adaeze’s breasts, sucking her nipples. The look on Adaeze’s face was amazing – pure enjoyment. Her eyes were closed, but the expression on her face was unmistakable. I enjoyed seeing my wife being pleased by her friend.
After a few minutes of playing with both breasts, Yetunde moved lower, kissing her way down to Adaeze’s pussy. Adaeze had opened her eyes to watch what Yetunde was doing. Now she was supporting herself on her forearms so she could lift her head up enough to see. When Yetunde’s tongue made contact with her lips, Adaeze’s arms gave out and she fell back to the bed. Yetunde explored with less hesitation than Adaeze had shown.
Maybe she knew how pleasurable it was, or maybe she had done this before. Either way, Adaeze was enjoying what Yetunde was doing to her body. I was soon stroking my erection again, captivated by the spectacle before me.
Seeing two women making love is such a beautiful sight. They show such tenderness and confidence.
Adaeze must have been worked up by the whole situation because it took Yetunde less time to make her cum than I would have thought. Adaeze looked over at me when her orgasm hit. She might have been seeking my acceptance, or maybe she wanted to see how I was reacting to seeing someone else making her cum.
I smiled and blew her a kiss. She smiled back and her gaze returned to Yetunde. Her hands were now on the back of Yetunde’s head and her legs were lifting off the bed. Yetunde didn’t let up until Adaeze cried out, determined to give her a memorable experience.
After, she kept giving Adaeze’s pussy little kisses and licks, pointedly avoiding her sensitive clit but covering the rest of the area around it. In time, she moved back to Adaeze’s face and they shared a long deep French kiss.
After a little while, Adaeze reached out for me. I moved to her and she put her arm around the back of my neck. She pulled me to her so I could kiss her as well. She moved between kissing me and kissing Yetunde. I was so close to the two of them that I could smell Adaeze’s juices on Yetunde’s face. The three of us basked in the afterglow, three friends sharing a magical moment. No one was in a hurry for it to end.
Eventually, we got out of bed and cleaned up. Adaeze showered first with me, then asked me if I minded if Yetunde joined her. I told her I didn’t. We talked about what the two of them had done and I assured her I didn’t mind. In fact, I enjoyed seeing it very much. I got out of the shower and dried off.
Then, still naked, I found Yetunde gently playing with herself on the bed and told her Adaeze was waiting for her in the shower. She looked at me as if trying to see if I minded. I smiled and told her to have fun playing with my wife. She got the message and joined Adaeze. It took them a long time to finish, but I didn’t mind. When they came out, I was already dressed. They got ready quickly and we got something to eat.
That afternoon we planned to lay out on the beach. The weather was warm with scattered clouds. We found a vacant spot of sand to place our towels and started sunning. I was lying between the two women. After about an hour, I finished the book I was reading and commented that I was going back to the room to get my other book.
“Yetunde, why don’t you go with him,” Adaeze suggested calmly. Yetunde and I both turned to Adaeze, unsure we had heard her correctly. Ordinarily, the suggestion wouldn’t have meant anything. In the light of what had we had done lately, the meaning was clear. Whether it was our sudden quietness or she felt us looking at her, Adaeze continued, “Go ahead, it’s OK with me.”
I leaned over to kiss Adaeze’s cheek. She whispered to me, “I’ll be out here thinking about what you are doing with her and getting very wet. I want to hear all about it when you get back.”
Shaking my head in disbelief, I got to my knees and reached for Yetunde’s hand. She took my hand and we walked back to the room. We didn’t speak on the way, but she did hold on very tightly to my hand. We both knew what was going to happen when we got inside the room. On the walk, I don’t think I could have gotten any harder.
I opened the door and let Yetunde go in before me. I closed the door behind me, the click of the lock seeming to echo in the otherwise empty room. Sure, we had had sex before, but with Adaeze present.
This was the first time we had been alone together, at least for this purpose. Yetunde smiled shyly and reached behind her neck to untie the top of her bikini. I watched the cups fall away, exposing her breasts. The nipples were erect, but I don’t think it was because of the cool air-conditioning. She untied the bottom string and her top fell to the floor between us. I watched it fall.
She reached out for me and I hugged her, kissing her passionately as I felt her breasts crushing against my bare chest. I held her to me so tightly that I could feel the bulge of my erection pressing against her mound. She could feel it, too. She pressed harder, rubbing her pussy against the lump in my swimsuit. I pulled my lips from hers, sucking at her bottom lip as I did and ending the kiss in a wet sloppy fashion. We were smiling at each other when I opened my eyes.
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