I wouldn’t say I was surprised to hear Natalia confess that she had sex with her best friend. Natalia was a very sensual, passionate young woman. If I was surprised about anything, it was that she had not mentioned it before. She seemed a little embarrassed to tell me. Perhaps she was unsure of my reaction. Maybe she wondered if I would feel jealous or judge her. It seemed unlikely given the whole nature of our conversations and our relationship. However, I knew that insecurities could sneak into a person’s mind.

“Oh wow,” I said, mindful of how my tone of voice would reflect my lack of jealousy or judgment. “I would love to hear more about that and how you feel about it.”

Natalia looked at me, as if trying to read me, hesitating for a few seconds.

“You know it won’t affect how I think or feel about you,” I said. “Your sexuality is vibrant and beautiful, and to hear that you have explored beautiful things with a friend is actually very natural.”

“Please tell me more,” I said. I was very aroused by the idea of Natalia with another young woman, and I sensed she wanted me to know about it. “If you want,” I added.

“We were watching a movie at my house,” she said, releasing a breath, and then looking away as if to remember, “It was last summer, after we started hanging out, but before we started having sex.”

I nodded, listening.

“We were both on the couch, side by side, and sharing a blanket,” she explained. “I had on a tank top and short denim shorts, and she was wearing a small gray dress.”

“I took off my bra to get more comfortable. You know, the way girls do without taking off their shirts? I unhooked it and got my arms out of the straps, then pulled it out the side.”

“We were sitting close together, and our bare legs were touching, but I didn’t think anything of it. I was watching the movie. It was nothing unusual for us.”

“I see,” I said. “Go on.”

“Then I felt her hand on my thigh, lightly rubbing, then sliding along the inside of my thigh,” she said. “It felt good, but I was a little confused and unsure about what was going on.”

“Uh-huh,” I said.

“Then she turned sideways to face me,” she went on, “and I felt her hand sliding over my tummy.”

“Our eyes met,” she said, her voice a husky whisper. “They looked so big in the dark room. She was smiling, and then I knew what she wanted. I smiled too because I suddenly realized I wanted it too. I felt her desire for me in her eyes. I knew we were going to kiss. I felt strange, because it was unexpected and a new thing, but I also felt SO excited.” Natalia’s voice tone rose, and I could feel the energy building.

“Robyn is beautiful and sexy,” she went on. “You have seen her. I had always admired her looks and her feminine sexiness, but it was always as a friend. Suddenly, she was in a new category, showing me that she wanted me, and it was very clear that I wanted her too.”

Natalia looked at me, and I nodded, my expression open and encouraging.

“Then, while she was touching me, my tummy, like we were more than just friends, she leaned toward me, and we kissed.” Natalia’s eyes met mine again.

I felt the stirring of my own arousal, imagining Nat and Robyn kissing, imagining her feeling arousal and confusion.

“It was so incredible!” she continued. “I felt like my whole body was buzzing with electricity!”

“I felt so excited. She was my best friend. I had known her so long, but this was a new thing happening. I had seen some porn with two women together, and I thought it was sexy, but it wasn’t like something I was obsessed over. This was different. I thought for a second that it was going to be weird, but I still wanted to do it.”

“Wow,” I said, feeling a bit of awe, “You felt confused and excited?”

“Yes,” she replied. “Our tongues were touching, and I loved how that felt. Her lips…just so soft and delicate. I felt like I was flying! It just felt so good; I didn’t want her to stop!”

“Her hand was on my tummy, but then she started to explore me, and I wanted her to. I started squirming, feeling that tingling in my pussy. She slid her hand up to feel my breasts. I couldn’t believe how gentle her hands were. My nipples felt like rocks, like diamonds. Then she was tugging on them, squeezing them, which made me gasp. My pussy just seemed to ache; I felt my lips down there getting wet.”

“She pulled my tank top up and I quickly raised my arms to let her. Then she was kissing down my body, my neck, my chest, and around my breasts. I kept arching my back to help her. It felt so good. She knew exactly how to kiss and lick and nibble. I was moaning, running my hands through her hair.”

I could only nod and gulp. My cock was straining against the confines of my jeans.

“Everywhere she kissed was like… fire,” she went on, “I felt like she was painting me with her mouth. I felt like I had a fever, my skin hot and starting to sweat, but her wet kisses made each spot cooler. She kissed down to my belly button, then stopped. She sat up, looking at me, smiling so beautifully. Then she slid her arms out of her dress. It fell down around her waist, and she took off her bra. I had seen her breasts before, but now I was seeing them differently. I wanted them. I wanted to touch them and kiss them. They looked so perfect to me. They were firm and high, bigger than mine. Her nipples looked so hard, too. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me!”

“Uh-huh,” I said, my throat dry. “Wow!”

“I reached for her as she came closer, but I hardly had a chance to touch her full, firm breasts before she was rubbing them against mine. Meu Dios! It felt SO amazing! I could feel her hard nipples pressing against mine, and our breasts felt so firm and yet so soft. We kept kissing, but then looking down at them, then kissing more. We were rocking side to side, rubbing and rubbing our breasts together around and around. Her body was between my legs, and I kept pushing my mound against her. I was SO horny! My pussy was throbbing!”

She paused and looked at me, grinning.

“I’m getting wet just thinking about it!”

“Yes,” I said, chuckling, “I’m ready to pull my cock out! It’s getting a bit cramped!”

“Then, as she was kissing, she started to slide her hand down into my shorts, so I unzipped them quickly and raised my hips. The whole time, we kept kissing, while we both pulled my shorts off. At that point, both of us were only wearing panties. Her panties were tiny, made of black lace with a thong back. As we kissed, I felt her bare ass. It was so amazing to touch her bottom and rub it. She slid one hand down my tummy and into the top of my panties, which were also lacy and thin.”

“I couldn’t believe how her hand felt on my pussy! I was very wet, and her fingers spread that around. She knew just how to touch me. She rubbed along the sides and then teased my clit. I was moaning so much, even though we were kissing. I couldn’t control my hips! They kept thrusting. I just wanted more. Our kissing became so… hungry. David, we were devouring each other!”

“That sounds so amazing!” I said. My comments felt lame to me, but I was so aroused and caught up in her narrative, I didn’t want to break the spell or make it about me. My task was to listen and encourage her to share.

“Yes! It was amazing!” She went on, “She kissed me everywhere. She started from my face and neck, then down the front of my body. Her hands also explored me. I felt like my whole body was coming alive. She kissed all over my breasts again, then down my tummy. She kissed along the edges of my panties, and when she reached for the panties, I raised my hips again, and she took them off. I wanted to do everything I could to keep it going. I just wanted more and more!”

“She kissed around my pussy, kissing and licking my hips, and thighs, all around the front and inside my thighs, then down my legs to my feet. She licked all over my feet and sucked each toe. Then she kissed and licked up my legs. I slid down low on the sofa and spread my legs wide open for her. My pussy was throbbing then, so NEEDY! I begged her to kiss it and lick it.”

“Finally, she did. She was kneeling between my legs, with her hands and my ass and hips, and she started licking and kissing and sucking my whole pussy, the whole vulva, up and down, around the side, down low by my ass, pushing her tongue into me, then sucking and licking my clit.” There was a long pause as she looked to her left.

“I don’t know how many times I had an orgasm,” she said wistfully, “There were many, and they were intense. I made loud sounds each time. I felt like a wild animal and forgot we were in that room. Some of the orgasms lasted a long time. She just kept going, keeping me in the middle of it, holding my body tight while I shook.”

 “Then, she stood up and smiled and looked down at her panties, and I knew what to do. I slid them down her body and looked at her pussy. She was shaved bare, and her pussy looked so good. We switched places. She sat down on the couch, leaning back, her ass near the edge, and I knelt down on the floor between her legs.”

“Go on,” I said, nodding, “what happened next?”

“I looked her pussy over for a while. I kept thinking how beautiful she looked, down there, her vulva. She was really wet, and her lips were swollen and reddish. It looked like a flower. I smelled her too. She smelled so sweet. I wanted a taste. First, I touched her. I wanted to feel her. She was so soft and smooth. I kept touching and stroking her labia. I wanted to taste her, but I liked how her hips were moving when I touched this place or that.”

“She said, ‘Kiss me.’ So, I did. I kissed her right on her clit, which was hidden under her clit hood. Then I licked and kissed her up and down her pussy. I wanted to taste everything. I stuck my tongue into her and licked up and down the sides. I sucked her labia into my mouth. I couldn’t believe how sweet she tasted. I loved how she moaned, and I started doing what I liked, but I also experimented, trying new things. I didn’t want to stop. I just kept licking and sucking.”

“She got louder, and her hips kept jumping, so I didn’t stop licking and sucking. I used my fingers to pull her clit hood up, and I saw her clit. It was shiny and about the size of a pea, and I gently licked it, then sucked softly. She grabbed my hair, then held me there, so I kept going, and then I could feel her tension in her muscles around her pussy. They got very tight, and she screamed.”

“Then she pulled me up, and we kissed. My face was all wet, and she licked her cream off of me. After that, she pushed me down to lick and suck her pussy, then pulled me up to kiss her, then pushed me down again. It was like we were playing a game of licking and kissing. I loved it. We giggled, and I kept going up and down, licking her pussy, then kissing her mouth, licking her pussy, and then kissing her mouth.”

“She grabbed me after a while, and pulled me up on the couch, and positioned me on my knees, but bent forward so my head was on the seat cushion. She got behind me and licked my ass all over. She opened my ass cheeks and licked down my crack and around my ass, then she licked my pussy, and she kept licking me. She licked me nonstop for 15 minutes. It was crazy good. I couldn’t believe how much I loved it. She made me cum again like that twice.”

“Then I wanted to taste her more, so I put her on the couch in the doggy position and licked her from behind. I sucked her pussy like I was very hungry.”

She paused her narrative, and I kept looking toward her attentively, in case she had more to add. While she was looking in my direction, she seemed to be looking through me, lost in the memory.

“Natalia,” I said, taking her hand after a long pause, “Wow. I appreciate that you trusted me with that. It sounds like you had an incredible experience.”

She looked at me, her eyes hooded, and I could sense her arousal. I took in a ragged breath and became aware of the bulge in my trousers.

“David,” she said, her voice wavering slightly, “I’m so turned on. My pussy is hot and wet.” I was right there with her, my heart beating faster as I realized what was about to happen.

“Come here, baby,” I said as I slid my chair back from the table.

She came around and stood in front of me. My eyes focused on the tight shorts she was wearing and her bare midriff.

I looked up at her face. She had a look of desire but also surrender. “Acquiescence” was not quite the right word, but close. She exuded a calm mixed with hunger. It warmed my heart suddenly to be reminded of how she trusted me and how she enjoyed our relationship as much as I did.

“I want to see,” I told her with an even voice that belied my arousal, “Show me how wet you are.”

“Yes, sir,” she said meekly, even though we had never discussed submission. Another thrill shot through me.

Good girl, I thought.

She bent forward and lowered her shorts and panties at the same time, letting them drop to her ankles, and stepped out of them.

“Let me see those hard nipples,” I said, indicating with my finger that I wanted her t-shirt off too.

Smiling seductively, she made a show of taking off her shirt, crossing her arms, and lifting her top off slowly. When she was done, she cocked her hip to one side. My eyes swept up and down her body, savoring how hot she was.

“Turn around,” I said.

She pivoted, swinging her hips, and bent forward, arching her back to look back at me as she presented her ass a foot from my face.

I was entranced by her ass, all over again, and thought about what she had said about Robyn spreading her cheeks apart and licking and kissing her.

“I would have loved to watch her eat you,” I said, my voice husky with lust. “You’re so fucking delicious. I want to eat you right now.”

“I want you to eat me,” she hissed. “Eat all of me…. Please!”

“Bend forward more,” I instructed.

Obediently, she pushed my plate and utensils away, then lowered her head to rest on her forearm on the edge of the table. She spread her legs wider to allow me complete access.

“Mmmm,” I said as I surveyed the intimate view. The roundness of her vulva looked like a perfectly ripe peach, split by the protruding irregular ridge of her labia minora. I slipped my index finger lightly along the slit between glistening, reddened lips, parting them slightly.

She gasped.

I ran my hands over her firm hips, then spread her ass cheeks apart. Her anus looked so delectable and cute. I felt an impulse to lick it. Leaning forward, I teased around the crinkled rim with the tip of my tongue, then lapped more firmly along her perineum. Her wetness had already seeped over it, and I tasted her sweet-tangy nectar.

Bending lower, I pushed my tongue into her vaginal entrance and found a pool of her warm arousal fluid inside. I brought one hand up, grazing the inside of her thigh, and slid my thumb through her slick labia, before rubbing a slow circle around her clit.

“Aaaaahhhh!” she said, “So good!”

“Is this how Robyn did it?” I said playfully.

“Yes!” she said, her breath ragged, “She was softer, but so artful. I love how you do it too! Please lick me!”

Sliding my chair back and grabbing her hips, I knelt on the floor. I tilted my head up and began to lick up and down her vulva. I licked the sides, along the crease between her outer labia and her inner thighs. I licked her plump labia majora; I licked up and down her clit shaft. I pushed my tongue between her inner labia and lapped at her urethra. With tongue pointed, I thrust my head to penetrate her entrance. I heard her gasping, groaning, crying out, and I felt her legs shaking. I heard myself growling and my mouth making wet slurping sounds. My face was covered in a mix of her flowing wetness and my saliva.

She was saying things in Portuguese that I didn’t understand, then she tensed, and I felt the rigidity in her pelvic muscles, and then, a flutter of contractions. Her hips bucked, and she cried out, sounding almost pained, then a long grunt. I felt a new flush of hot liquid over my mouth and down my chin.  

“Fuuuccckkk!!” she exclaimed quietly. There was no reason to be quiet; no one was going to hear us, but it seemed like she didn’t have the energy to be loud right at that moment.

After a long pause, I stood up, realizing suddenly that my legs were almost cramping. Natalia turned, her arms going around my neck, and we kissed. It was a hungry kiss, full of energy and desire. She had just cum, but I knew we were just getting started. She laughed, feeling how wet my face was, and started licking and kissing me to clean me off.

As I felt a new rush of affection and desire for her, my hands swept down from her waist and grabbed her ass, pulling her into me.

“David,” she said when we paused, “I need your cock in me. I want to feel you in all my holes.”

What could I do but grin?

“I haven’t told you this,” she went on, “but my ass is very sensitive, and I play with it a lot when I pleasure myself. I want to feel your cock in my ass.”

Is this really happening? Am I actually hearing a woman say that? I thought, chuckling inside.

“I know it’s big,” she said, before I could offer an objection, as if I would, “but I can learn to take it. I have been reading about women who love to feel a big cock there.”

Her voice had an almost pleading tone, and I couldn’t shake my incredulous feeling for a moment. I was speechless.

“I would love nothing more than to be inside you like that, Natalia,” I said, finally finding my voice. “You would not believe the impulse I have to do just that. I mean, like, over and over, to penetrate you and just fucking use you!”

I suddenly realized something had just passed between us. The word “use” had come out of my mouth, but I knew she understood it wasn’t degradation or disrespect. It was simply me savoring how I was going to exuberantly enjoy what she was offering me - herself. When someone gives you a real compliment or a gift, they want you to receive it. I understood she earnestly wanted me to fully savor her and all that she offered me.

These thoughts caused me to reflect on what I was offering her. How would I enumerate my gifts for her? I felt gratitude in her toward me. Sometimes her appreciation manifested overtly in her reaction to a series of intense orgasms. I also felt like I was offering her an emotional refuge in addition to opening her horizons for what was possible in sexual pleasure. We had fallen very naturally into a dominant/submissive flavored sexual relationship, even though I had yet to introduce her to most of what that would entail. Our friendship had taken on a mentor/mentee energy, and it was enormously gratifying to me to see that this met a need for her, and that she valued my experience, strength, and hope. At the same time, despite our age differences, we were both adults, and I gave her the unstated compliment of speaking with her as I would to any equal.

First, though, she just wanted my cock, to please me and indulge her desire.

I was only too happy to let her show me what she could do, and the result was a mind-blowing display of cock worship.

My clothes came off quickly, and I ended up back in the chair, with her kneeling between my legs. She sucked and licked like a woman possessed. She stroked and then kept trying to push it further into her throat, saliva gathering around her mouth and down her chin. Catching her breath, she paused to rub it over her face and her tits, then went back to sucking, bobbing her head, thoroughly engrossed in the act, moaning throughout.  A couple of times, I had to reach out and make her pause so that I wouldn’t cum.

After a bit, our eyes met, and without a word, it was clear that it was time to fuck. We rose, and then she suddenly bolted away, back toward my bedroom. A half-second slow to react, I chased her, my eyes locked on her incredible ass as she moved.  But she moved like a deer, her mane of thick hair flying. I didn’t catch up until I playfully tackled her onto the bed after she stopped.

The bed was a mess, but the covers were flung off quickly.

Our fucking was a blur. In the frantic movement, she ended up on her back, legs spread wide. I hooked them under my arms, tilting her hips, and my cock just plunged in, almost straight down. I got into a fast rhythm of heavy pounding thrusts, energized ever more by her rising octave of cries coming with each thrust.

She came twice like that. We just kept going. Somehow, I was able to hold off.

Then, when she was kneeling on the bed, shoulders down, ass up… and her anus presented so perfectly, I decided that we would try to test her ability to accept anal penetration.

I made a quick check with her.

“Yes, please, David,” she replied. “Fuck me! I want your thick cock to fill my ass!”

Mentally and physically, I slowed down. I had to back away from the unbridled, let-my-masculine-lust-have-its-way manhandling and adopt a more measured and deliberate manner of penetrating her. I paused as I caught my breath.

The eroticism of that moment I find hard to describe. The way the candlelight in the room lit her body in warm, flickering tones, the way her complete submission was achingly demonstrated in her position, and just the sheer perfection of her legs and ass and back and hips.

The bottle of lube was handy, and I used it to coat the entire area around her ass. My fingers slid up and down her crack, then rubbed around the crinkled donut of her anus. I pushed the slick lube into her rubbery, tight hole. I felt her willing it to accept my digits. She had practiced being penetrated in her ass before. This wasn’t entirely new to her. We were just going to expand on what she had already done.

My other hand rubbed around her clit, as I added another finger to her anus. I knew I wanted to stretch her, but not so much that it became painful. I intended to just barely skirt the edge of pain.

She moaned deeply.

“Keep going,” she said, “I love how that feels!”

Slowly, I pushed into her with my fingers. She gasped and then groaned as I pushed. I could feel the tension. I eased off a bit.

“I want more,” she said. “Stretch my ass with your fingers.”

We proceeded, little by little, using copious lube. I kept a slow caress over her clit with the other hand, as I let my hand slide in and out.

“Push back against my hand now,” I directed, as I held my arm still.

She complied, testing herself, gradually pushing harder, wanting it deeper.

“Very good, baby,” I said. “I think you’re ready. How do you feel?”

“I feel amazing,” she said. “And yes, I’m ready to try. I want to feel your cock in my ass, Sir.”

“Ok,” I said, “roll over. I want to do it in a missionary position first.”

With some women, that worked better the first time. There could be less pressure or a tendency to tighten up that way.

I put a pillow under her ass and pushed her knees high and wide. She slid her arms under her knees to hold them apart. I added lube to my already glistening cock and started to push against her anus.

As the broad head of my glans pushed in, she gasped.

I paused, then, looking closely at her face, pushed a little more.

I could tell from her body that it was okay. Little by little, we worked it until I was buried in her.

She groaned deeply as I bottomed out, my balls pressing against her crack.

“How does that feel?” I asked, watching her face.

She smiled, her eyes hooded.

“I love it,” she said, “I feel so full, and I can feel you throbbing. I feel every movement. It’s raw and… so intimate. I knew I would love it.”

Then we began to fuck. Slowly, yes. At first.

Fuck, she was tight! Her description was beautiful. I did feel raw and close. It wasn’t the first time I had fucked a woman in the ass, but it was my first time with Natalia.

I didn’t slam myself into her, but I built up to a steady moderate pace.

Once we got into a rhythm, Natalia seemed to take off like a rocket. Her hand stayed active on her clit, then she started pushing fingers into her vagina. She got louder and louder, and she started to rock and shake through a long orgasm, then another.

I just kept going, holding off as long as I could, giving her time to experience more pleasure.

When it was over, we lay in each other’s arms for a long time. Cradling her, my hands gently caressed her thigh and hip.

“Now I’ve been in all your entrances,” I said, my voice soft and playful.

“You own them,” she said. “All my holes. They’re yours. I loved having you in my ass. Once we got past that first part, getting you in, then it was amazing.”

I nuzzled the side of her face and hugged her tighter into my arms.

“You’re an absolute delight to me, Nat,” I said softly, “I love our play times, but also just being together. I’m glad you told me about Robyn. I want you to enjoy being with her as much as you want.”

Nat put her hands over mine as I held her and squeezed lightly.

“I want us all to be together,” she said, looking up at the ceiling. “I want you to watch me and Robyn make love, and I want to watch you fuck her.”