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Hindsight 9
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Hindsight 9 Saturday evening was pleasant enough but Terry was very nervous. The four of them went to their favorite restaurant. Terry could hardly eat. She was excited and worried. Excited about initiating sex with Richard, and worried that he would reject her. In all their years of marriage she had never been the aggressive one. Her eyes constantly met Dana's, looking for support. In the ladies room, Dana said, "It seems to be going okay, huh?" "I don't know. I'm so nervous, I feel like I'm on my first date." "Good. Maybe you'll get lucky later," Dana laughed. Terry smiled nervously. As they parted for the evening, Dana whispered, "Have fun!" The following morning, Dana came over early for coffee. She knew that the were at Terry's mother's house and that Richard got up late on Sundays, so that would afford them a little private time to discuss how the evening had gone. Dana had her fingers crossed that things had gone well. She had hardly slept at all night. When she walked into the kitchen, she could immediately see that something was wrong. Terry was sitting at the table in a bathroom robe and eyes were red and wet with tears. Dana's heart sank. As she hurried over to hug the distraught woman, Terry started to sob. Dana knelt on the floor with her arms around Terry and let her cry for a while. Finally, she got up and got both of them a fresh cup of coffee and sat down at the table. "It didn't go well, did it?" "That's an understatement," Terry said and wiped her eyes, looking down into her coffee cup, afraid to look up in fear that she would start crying again. "I'm sorry sweetie. I shouldn't have put you up to this." "It wasn't your fault," Terry said quickly, looking up at her worried friend. "So, what happened?" "Nothing!" Terry said with anger in her voice. Dana took a sip of her coffee and waited. "I did everything just like we planned. You saw how affectionate I was all night. However, there wasn't any affection returned. After we got home, Richard went to the bedroom and I went in and put on my lace teddy. Then, when I came out, he was in bed snoring." Terry broke into sobs again. "Did you wake him up?" "Yes, but he just mumbled "Some other time," or something like that and turned over. I cried half the night." Dana reached over and grasped Terry's hand. "I hate to say it, but I think you two might need counseling. Have you thought about that?" "Yes, I suggested it to Richard some time ago. I even thought about the pastor at our church, but I'd be too embarrassed to lay my problems out to him. Richard wouldn't even consider it though. He said that if we had any problems we could work them out ourselves." Dana stood up and walked around the table and held her arms open to her friend. Terry stood up and almost fell into the older woman's arms, breaking down again. She laid her head on her friend's shoulder and sobbed. In spite of Dana's maternal instincts, the closeness of the sexy woman was having an effect on her. She could feel her soft breasts under her robe pressing to her chest. Terry's nipples were centered on her own nipples and she could feel them almost burning into her. Incredibly, she felt her vagina quiver and her panties getting wet. The warmth and comfort of her friend made Terry feel better. She had her face buried in Dana's neck and the sweet smell of the older woman's hair surrounded her. Slowly, her sobs ceased and her breathing grew more rapid. Now, she too could feel her friend's breasts against her own and her hands gently caressing her back through her thin robe. Dana's hands began to slide slowly down Terry's back. They paused at her waist in indecision. She held her breath as she moved her hands lower until they reached her thinly covered buttocks. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She had never been so bold in all her life; at least not with another woman. With Jennifer, she had been the passive one. It was easy because she had just let the young girl do things to her. This was different. She was being the aggressor. She knew it was very dangerous and could end their friendship. Still she persisted and began to squeeze the soft flesh. Terry's eyes opened in shock. Yet, she didn't pull from the woman's embrace. A little, almost imperceptible, moan escaped her lips. Dana heard it. Her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest as her fingers began to bunch up the back of the short robe. She pulled the material gradually higher with just her fingertips until she felt bare skin under her now very warm hands. A louder moan escaped her lips when she felt the soft bare flesh of her friend's naked buttocks. Boldly now, she cupped the cheeks of her ass and pulled her close. Terry pulled her head back and looked into Dana's lust filled eyes. "What are you doi..." she started to whisper but suddenly Dana's lips cut it off. Both women's heads were spinning as they stood in the kitchen kissing. The kiss was filled with heated passion but yet it was tender. Not at all like kissing a man. Neither woman had ever kissed another woman before in their lives. It was a unique experience. As their passion grew, the two women kissed like horny<b> teenagers </font></b>on the first date. Their tongues dueled as their lips pressed together. Terry felt Dana's tongue enter her mouth and she sucked it, tasting her sweet saliva. When Dana's tongue pulled back, Terry's followed. One of Dana's hands slid down until it reached the back of Terry's thighs. Terry moaned, almost in protest, but yet, she spread her legs slightly apart. Dana's hand was trembling as it slipped between her legs and her fingertips found her rapidly swelling lips. A gasp escaped her lips when she felt how wet her friend's vagina was. Her fingers were immediately covered in her juice. "Oh Jesus," Terry moaned when Dana's finger began to play with her swollen inner lips. They were gentle as they moved over her sex, so unlike Richard's, she thought. Her breath caught in her throat when she felt the tip of one finger touch her hole. Without a conscious thought, her legs opened a little wider, giving Dana's hand better access. "Oh Dana!" she moaned when she felt the finger began to worm its way into her pulsing hole. It was a completely new experience for both women. Dana had felt the insides of her own vagina a million times but this felt very different. The tunnel of Terry's vagina was warmer and wetter then anything she had ever felt before. Her tight hole was almost sucking her finger inside. It was apparent to Dana that it had been a long time since Terry had felt a penis inside her. When she felt the younger woman tremble and heard another moan, she added a second finger. Within seconds, the room was filled with the squishing sounds of her finger moving in and out of the now sloppy hole. Terry pulled away from Dana's mouth and buried her face in her shoulder. She was trembling all over. "What are you doing to me," she whispered, almost to herself. Still, she gave no resistance. The events of the last several days and the frustration of last night had made her mad with excitement. She was no longer able to control her actions. Suddenly, Dana boldly removed one wet finger from her vagina and slid it back across the small sheath of skin between her vagina and anus. She hesitated for only a second before she touched the tiny puckered hole. Terry tensed. "Oh my God," she gasped as she felt Dana's finger on her anus. She went up on her toes as if to avoid the contact. The finger followed, pressing upward until the tip slipped into the tight hole. Dana couldn't believe what she was doing. Her own body began to tremble with excitement. She pushed her finger upward; keeping the other buried in Terry's vagina. "Ohhhhh!!!" Terry moaned as the finger penetrated her rectum. "Oh Jesus, oh God," she gasped as she felt the digit worm its way deeply into her body. She pressed downward and took the probing finger into her as far as it would go. Her body began to shake all over as her head spun out of control. She gasped for breath. Suddenly she let out a long moan and began to climax. Dana held on tight as Terry convulsed in her arms. She moved both fingers in and out rapidly now. It was incredibly exciting to feel the younger woman's vagina and anus clamp down on both fingers. Terry's legs almost gave out as her climax reached a peak. Her arms squeezed the older woman and she muffled her cries against her shoulder. Dana felt her own vagina quiver and, incredibly, a little climax went through her. Her legs trembled and her knees almost buckled but she remained standing by holding onto Terry. When their trembling stopped the two women moved apart. Both of their faces blushed with embarrassment. "Uh... uh... Richard... uh... will be up soon," Terry stuttered. "Yes... uh, I have some... errands to run," Dana said. "I'll talk to you later." Terry rushed out of the kitchen and Dana hurried through the back door. |
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