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I never thought I could have enjoyed pussy so much. Seriously, I just didn't think it was possible. When I'm out and about with my Husband, I do occasionally admire the legs, arse and boobs of certain women I see around town, but I never really saw myself in bed with them, or doing anything dirty with them. Thanks to the efforts of my new girlfriend (and I mean that in a friendly way, not that she's my REAL girlfriend or anything!), women have now become more sexualized for me, and I can't wait to explore this side of me in the future. Thanks to my gorgeous babe of a Husband for setting things up last night so that I could meet (and fuck) that gorgeous, sexy, 39 year old Mum of three - Michelle. And I really, really want more pussy from now on as well as cock! lol. Here's the write-up of how things went, as promised...

As requested by Michelle on the telephone yesterday afternoon, I managed to locate a very short flowery dress that I'd not worn in quite some time. I'd put a tiny bit of weight on (not much!) since I last wore it, so it clung to me around the waist and boobs, but it felt good. The dress was incredibly short (way above the knee) and almost showed my arse! Also as requested by Michelle, I put on a lacy pair of white knickers and my favourite pair of black boots. I was ready, and very nervous. As we sat in the car, I was literally shaking with a mixture of nerves and excitement, so my Husband calmed me down by telling me that Michelle was very much looking forward to things, and that even if I was not good in bed with her, he was sure she would still enjoy it due to my naivety and shy nature. He had also told her about our … and that I was being told to do this, which was fine with me. Truth be told, part of me wanted to explore sex with a woman anyway.

When we arrived, the door opened and Michelle and her Husband greeted us warmly with hugs. I was very impressed with what I saw. She was a little shorter than expected (but still taller than me) and was wearing a tight pair of blue jeans and a white blouse. She apologized and said she was still getting ready and that she would be finished soon. I think she could tell I was nervous, so she gave me another hug, a quick peck on the cheek and whispered that everything would be okay. It felt like a motherly reassurance, and to be truthful, it turned me on knowing what we were about to do! She looked me up and down, stared at my legs for a couple of seconds, moved onto my boobs with her wandering eyes, and a huge smile appeared on her face. She asked me to move into the front room with the two men (Husbands!) and she went back upstairs to get ready.

In the front room, Michelle's Husband Alan said to me that they had done this sort of thing before, and that Michelle was really into it. He also said that they'd seen all my pictures my Husband had sent (I wasn't aware of this) and that they loved them. I blushed as Alan mentioned that Michelle was definitely undressing me mentally when she was staring at me as we arrived! I sat down on a wooden chair in front of the sofa as instructed by my Husband and the two men began to talk. They mainly discussed this year's football world cup, which I couldn't have cared less about, and my Husband suddenly told me to put both hands on my head. I'm used to following his instructions now, so I immediately did it, and Alan was very impressed. He laughed to himself and mentioned that I was very well trained. He also said that Michelle was her own woman, and that she'd never do what he told her to! I was suddenly conscious of the fact that I hadn't shaved my armpits for about two months as ordered by my Husband (see my previous blogposts), and Alan stared at the hair before making a comment about me being all natural. I blushed, and Hubby explained that it was something we were trying out. My Husband asked to visit the bathroom, and Alan said it was fine to do so. On the way out of the room, my Husband ordered me to "open my legs wide so that Alan would have something to do for the next few minutes", and I looked at him questionably before slowly opening up. He told Alan that he could have a "quick feel" if he wanted to, and he graciously accepted.

After my Husband left the room, Alan put his drink down and sat directly in front of me. I still had my hands on my head as instructed by my Husband, and Alan started to gently fondle my hairy armpits. He tickled me a little and I started to laugh. He just smiled and didn't say anything. He then lowered his head and stared between my open legs, and I felt incredibly vulnerable and nervous but really excited. His hands both rested on my knees and he slowly rubbed up to the top of my legs, his fingers stopping just short of my wet knickers. My Husband then returned and Alan resumed his place on the sofa. I was breathing heavily and was bright red. My Husband just looked at me and smiled. "I hope you enjoyed that Phil" said my Husband, "You'll be fucking Alan at some point in the next month. It's part of tonight's agreement". I was surprised ... but then not surprised. Alan was okay looking, and I smiled at him in recognition.

Suddenly, the door opened and Michelle returned. She was wearing a very short black skirt but no tights, revealing her gorgeous, slightly muscled, pale white legs. Her legs seemed short (like mine), but I could tell she had a good figure, not thin but a decent size. Her cleavage was practically hanging out of her black top, and her make-up was done to perfection. She had applied gorgeous red lipstick, a lovely mascara, slightly red cheek blusher and some sparkling earrings. She looked like a yummy mummy who was going out on a date with her Husband, only this time I was the lucky girl! "Come on Philippa, let's go" she said. I looked at my Husband who nodded his approval, and I stood up. Michelle clasped my left hand and led me to the stairs. She instructed me to go first, which I did. I was fully aware that she would have a full view up my skirt as I slowly walked up each step. "Very nice" she said as we walked up.

She took my hand again, led me into the bedroom, switched on the light, drew the curtains and closed the door before locking it to "prevent any interruptions" as she said. I was breathing heavy and was very nervous (almost to the point of chickening out), but Michelle did look gorgeous and I wanted to please her and my Husband. She sat me down on the bed and sat very close next to me, placing her hand on my exposed knee, rubbing up and down slightly. We had a quick conversation and she reassured me that everything would be okay, but that she was expecting me to please her as instructed by my Husband and that she would be giving him full feedback of our time together. She said I didn't have to worry and that she would be taking the lead, giving me instructions at every turn. This calmed me down, and things began...

"Kiss my neck" she said, and I began doing so. I could smell her nice perfume and really enjoyed kissing her beautiful neck. "Lick my neck" she continued, and I used my tongue to caress and lick all around her neck up to her earlobe. She moaned as my tongue worked under her chin. "You're enjoying this aren't you?" she said, and I smiled and nodded. "Just like your Husband said, you need to be led like a sheep". I wasn't sure how to react to this. "Luckily for you" she continued "I'm a bossy bitch, and I guarantee you that within the next 30 minutes, your face is going to smell of my cunt". I gasped and realised I was super-excited; things were going very well indeed. She was domme! Perfect for me.

Michelle stood up in front of me and left me sat on the bed. She removed her black top and left on her black bra. Her boobs were bigger than mine (but not huge) and were practically bursting out! She unclasped her bra, revealing a pair of beautiful tits that any mother would be proud of after having three kids. She came in closer and ordered me to work on them. I caressed them and sucked the nipples, and I'm pretty sure I remember moaning throughout. Michelle had a huge smile on her face and moaned too. She ordered me to stand, and she unzipped the back of my dress. Within moments, she had taken it off and had left me standing in just my white bra and white knickers. "Very nice, very nice" she kept repeating as she circled around me. I felt exposed and nervous but amazing at the same time. She then stood in front of me, put her arms around me, pulled me in close so that her boobs were touching my chest and plunged her tongue deep into my mouth. It was simply incredible. I'd not kissed a girl since high school but this reminded me why I loved it so much. I could taste her lipstick and her tongue was feeling around my mouth and teeth. I could feel her big boobs moving around my chest as we embraced and my hands instinctively touched her bum. She moaned and the french kissing continued for what seemed like ages, but it was incredible. We started to sweat together and she stroked my hair and cheek as we continued to kiss.

"Take off my skirt" Michelle said, and I unzipped it at the side. I pulled it down to reveal a gorgeous lacy black thong. "You okay to carry on?" she asked, and I immediately nodded with enthusiasm, making her laugh. "Oh, you're definitely enjoying this aren't you little one?" she said, and I smiled and laughed in response. "Get naked" she said, and I quickly removed my bra and knickers. She gasped and said I had beautiful big areolas, and she started to feverishly suck and kiss my hard nipples. As she was doing this, her hand gently caressed my stomach, brushed past my belly button and she started to fondle my pubic hair. Before I knew it, I was sat on the bed, my legs wide open, lost in the moment. She was licking my belly button and fondling my tits. I couldn't believe how well this was going and I didn't want it to stop! Within moments her tongue reached my sopping wet pussy and started to kiss around my cunt lips. She briefly stopped, looked at me and said "after you cum, I'll be wanting the same thing; can you handle that?" "efinitely" I replied and she returned to work on my pussy. She sucked on my clit and tongue fucked my sopping wet vagina. I moaned in ecstasy and lay back on the bed, my legs open and my pussy grinding in her face. I came, quickly and strong. I moaned very loudly and looked up at Michelle into her eyes. My hair was sopping wet through and beads of sweat were dripping off my head, and she just smiled as she slowly licked my clitoris as I shuddered and politely asked her to stop due to the sensitivity.

"Lie on the bed at the end" Michelle said. "It's my turn, and I like to cum several times. This night isn't over for you yet Philippa, not by a long shot". She pulled down her black thong and walked over to the side of the bed before bending down to kiss my lips with a passionate french kiss. I could taste my own pussy juice on her mouth and lips. As I lay there in this yummy mummy's bed, sweating like mad with a quivering wet pussy and shaking legs, I felt really, really happy and satisfied. Michelle stood upright on the bed, walked up to my face and placed her hands on her hips. She started to kneel above my face and I got a great view of her pussy. It was slightly hairy (black hair) but trimmed where it mattered. She slowly spread her legs and rested her vagina on my mouth and her clitoris on my nose. "Lick" she commanded, and my tongue began to work. It was a truly wonderful experience, licking a vagina. I can't believe I'd reached 30 years of age without every doing it. It tasted amazing, and the sight of this 39 year old yummy mummy practically riding my face to orgasm is an image that's firmly stuck in my mind. I continued to lick, suck and tongue fuck her beautiful, hairy musky pussy as she moaned throughout. I moaned myself in ecstasy and longed for another orgasm, but it was not to be ... not yet. After a few minutes of tongueing her cunt, she properly started to grind away on my face and grabbed the back of my hair and head, pushing it closer into her pussy. "I'm going to cum" she said, and rode my face hard, rubbing her pussy juice all over my lips, nose, mouth and tongue. "Oh Fuck!" she shouted at the top of her voice and pushed my head really, really close to her cunt and thrust her clit to my tongue. Her pubic hair tickled my nose as she stopped her motions before sighing and relaxing. She sat on my chest with her legs open. I had a great view of her bright red pussy, which was glistening in the light, mixed with her cum and my saliva. She commended me and said I'd done really well. Within 30 seconds she was back on my face again. "Lick you little slut" she said, and I smiled and continued. She moved me to the middle of the bed and reached back for my legs. She pulled them up and held them in position as she continued to grind away at my face, her pubic hair brushing over me and her wet cunt dripping in and around my mouth. She had become very vocal indeed, and was really moaning quite loud in her husky voice. "I always cum quicker the second time..." she said, and started to grind her hips around as her clit reached my tongue. "Suck the clit" she shouted at me authoritatively and I did so. Again, she orgasmed and her face went even more red, her eyes almost going into the back of her head. I caressed her body and fondled her tits as she came; all I could feel was our sweaty, sticky bodies entwining.

After the second orgasm she breathed heavily and got a drink from a water bottle. Before I knew it, she was on top of me again but in a 69 position. Her pussy once again pressed on my mouth and I instinctively licked and sucked it as her body shook and moved back and forth. She opened my legs again and shoved a finger inside me whilst licking my clit, and I came within 5 minutes or so. It's a wonderful feeling having an orgasm whilst licking another woman's pussy. It feels both romantic, sexy and natural all at the same time. After a few minutes, Michelle said that was enough. She was struggling for a third, but she was very happy with my performance. She asked me the question "would you do it again", and I quickly nodded and smiled before thanking her. She gave me one final french kiss before handing me my underwear and dress. She told me to leave the room while she got ready, so I stood on the landing, my body still shaking, my hair messy, my mascara running down my face and my cheeks bright red. My wet white knickers went back on, as did my bra and flowery dress. I carefully walked downstairs and went back into the front room with a huge smile on my face.

"Well done" said my Husband. "Get used to it, we'll definitely be doing this again". I thanked Alan, kissed him on the cheek and me and my Husband returned to the car. Michelle arrived at the door with a dressing gown on and I waved at her and Alan as we pulled off the driveway. She waved back, both of them smiled. As we drove home, I was so happy and smiling, and my Husband simply said "well done" and patted me on the knee. "I've arranged for us to meet up again next Friday" he said, and I smiled. "I'll give you more details nearer the time". "Thank you for arranging this" I said to my love, and he simply smiled back. "lease can I have more pussy in the future?" I blurted out, and he seemed ecstatic. "Of course you can!" he replied. "I think Michelle really likes you". "I hope so" I said.

When we reached home, my Husband's key turned the lock and I was ready for sleep, but I knew that after an evening like that he wouldn't be satisfied without cumming. As soon as the door closed, he told me to wait in the kitchen. He returned from upstairs with a ball gag, blindfold and pair of handcuffs. Despite my fatigue, I was still turned on from the woman-on-woman experience, and I simply let my Husband do whatever he wanted, happily, as I always do. He blindfolded me, placed the ball gag in my mouth, tied it tightly and handcuffed my hands behind my back. He bent me over the table, lifted up my dress, pulled down my wet knickers, gave my arse a really hard slap and thrust his huge cock into my sopping wet cunt. I felt like a dirty used slut, and I loved it. He came quickly and unusually left his cock inside me as he squirted. I'd been used to eating his cum recently. He quickly pulled up my knickers, took me into the front room and lay me down on the sofa. He left the handcuffs, blindfold and gag on me so that I couldn't speak, and he lifted my legs up in the air before producing a small bit of rope from somewhere (I couldn't see). He tied the rope round both my ankles and pulled it back over my head, over the side of the chair and affixed the rope, I assume, to the legs of the chair. He pulled it quite tight so that my legs were back over my own head almost. I knew instantly what he was doing. It was nearly my ovulation date, and he was making sure all his cum was going to stay in me and by tying me in this position it had a better chance of reaching the egg instead of coming out. Apparently, we are now trying for another baby. I moaned in pleasure as I realised what was happening, and I sat there, really turned on with the thought of my Husband's semen making its way up my fallopian tubes, ready to potentially feritilise the egg.

As I sit here in my nightie at 5am typing this up, I have many thoughts running through my head. My first woman-on-woman sex experience was amazing and I long to repeat it. Also, I'm nervous but happy about my Husband's decision for us to conceive again. What does the future hold? Amazing stuff, probably.

Your thoughts on this post would be greatly appreciated.