I am Lara and my husband, Tom, is a photographer for a fashion magazine. On the odd occasion, a model would stay with us. I never really minded until he brought home Sarah. It wasn't that I was afraid he would be unfaithful but was having strange feelings whenever the girl was around me. The woman had long red hair that she kept in a ponytail, firm breasts, and the most alluring green eyes I had ever seen.
I was a little shorter with a few more pounds on her, but that was because my breasts were a little bigger than hers. My long brown hair was kept in layers and rarely dressed or did things too wild with my looks. I had been married for a little over a year with a satisfying sex life that kept me from wanting anyone besides my husband.
Never in my life has I ever been affected by a woman like this before, and it confused me. Not wanting to accept that I sexually was into her tried to ignore those feelings. Whenever the girl was in the room, her essence was so overpowering that I couldn’t help but look at her. Sitting at the kitchen table going over bills she came in before lending over enough that her loose shirt opened up revealing she was braless. I couldn’t help but stare at her succulent breasts and her alluring pink nipples while she went on talking about how thankful she was for being able to stay here.
Sarah almost drove me over the edge a few times by getting too close to me. Sarah would wear these shirts that were so thin you could see the faint outline of her nipples. When cooking dinner, she came behind me once, placing her hands on my hips before resting her head on my shoulder while telling me it smelled good. I could feel her breasts pressing into my back which made my heart nearly stop beating. It felt so sensual that I unconsciously let a moan escape my lips.
I was so embarrassed by the ordeal that my face turned red and thought I would die from the shame of it. I swear I could feel her nipples stiffening into my back after I moaned. Didn’t know if it turned her on hearing it or was just a coincidence that her nipples got hard. Before I could figure it out, she was gone.
My heart sank when she pulled away from me, desiring her hands to return to their rightful place. I tried to snap out of this foolishness and avoid any physical contact with her. She always seemed to find a reason to touch me in such a sensual way that it left me in a state of arousal. The way she brushed my hair away from my eyes while complimenting them, and the gentle way she would touch my ear when admiring the jewelry that was hanging from it.
I never wanted to do anything with a woman before until this girl walked into my life. It scared me how much I wanted to feel her hands on me once again. Those desires had slipped into my dreams, giving me what my subconsciousness wanted and making me wake up in a cold sweat. Not wanting to believe that the desire I had for this girl was real told myself it was from lack of sex. Since Tom thought it was a bad idea to have sex with Sarah there went without it for over a week which made me extremely horny. Being someone with a high sex drive who hasn’t gone without sex for more than a day made going without it feel like hell.
When the final day of the photo shoot arrived, I was so relieved that my temptress would soon be gone. I was so glad it was about to be over with, but I had to get past the fashion party that night. She will be gone with all of my temptations after the weekend. Friday never felt so good to me, and the freedom that will soon come from it.
Tom was too busy at work and wouldn't be able to pick us up later. I only saw him once when he had to come by for his suit for tonight. That left me alone all day with Sarah and made me responsible for her. I avoided her most of the day until it was time to leave because I was afraid to be alone with her. It was going smoothly until it was time for us to take a shower and get dressed for the party.
We only had one shower that we took turns using, and she insisted that I go first. I was only in there for a few minutes, getting lost in my thoughts, when the sound of the shower door sliding open brought me back to reality. Hearing it close again made my heart start pounding in my chest like a dozen racehorses as I felt panic set in. I was too afraid to turn around and tried to get a hold of myself. I didn't need to hear her voice to know it was Sarah. She had this intoxicating perfume she wore, and it was now filling the cubicle with its scent.
"I was thinking that we can save time by just showering together," Sarah said innocently. I couldn't turn around with my feet frozen in place, and speaking would only betray what I was feeling at that moment. I knew that she could see every shape and curve of my naked body from behind.
"Since I am here, let me get your back for you. It is at least what I can do from all the kindness that you have shown me," Sarah said politely.
I felt both fear and excitement run through me. I looked down as Sarah applied the shower gel to my back, feeling the sensation that it caused when she started lathering it. Her touch was turning me on so much that I was trying to fight back the urge to moan. When her hands reached my lower back, I lost that battle and let out a small moan. I was afraid she heard it, but to my relief, she seemed not to notice.
When her hands went even lower and started lathering my ass, I had to bite down on my lower lip to keep from moaning out again. I had a hard time trying to maintain control over myself without a moment of peace. When she removed her hands to apply more gel, I had only a brief moment to catch my breath before I felt her hands on my stomach. She stepped closer to me, and I could feel her breasts pressing against my back.
Sarah slid one hand to my hip and started rubbing my belly with the other one. She moved it in a circular motion while slowly going down and killing any resistance that I had left. I knew whatever she did to me; I wouldn't fight back. My body wanted her to keep going until the girl's fingers entered my wet pussy. Even Tom never made my body react in this way, nor did any other guys who came before him.
I had surrendered to her touches by spreading my legs apart to invite her to my throbbing clit. My mind told me that I shouldn’t be doing this while my body wanted this girl to fuck me. It didn't matter what my mind wanted because my body was in control. When her fingers brushed through my pubic hair, I let out a low whimpering moan and waited in vain for pleasure that never came.
"It's your turn to do me," Sarah stated cheerfully.
I could feel her stepping back away from me, and it made me feel empty inside. I was in such a state that I wanted to cry from the pleasure I thought was coming. Did I imagine what her intentions were, or was it what my desire that I was seeing?
I held my breath as I turned around slowly, seeing how lovely her back was. My eyes followed the crevice of her spine that ran down until it disappeared into Sarah's nicely formed ass. It had a beautiful round shape that I wanted to squeeze. Never in my life have I ever felt this turned on by another girl.
I heard her cough to get my attention before saying, "You can start any time now." My hands shook from excitement as I grabbed the shower gel to start lathering her back. Time seemed to stand still while I was touching her as the world outside us ceased to exist.
I was in a lustful daze washing her back while trying not to reveal how aroused I was. I wanted so much to lather her whole body before doing it all over again. I told myself that I would stop at her lower back, but the desire that was burning inside me pushed my hands further down. I was too afraid to squeeze it at first and just let my bare hands slide over it. Her tight, firm ass felt great in my hands. I spent a little more time on it than she did mine and gave a series of little squeezes while washing it.
It saddened me to think that nothing was going to happen beyond this. I was wrong in believing that this girl wanted to fuck me and was crazy for wanting it to happen. I was a married woman on the verge of cheating on my husband with one of his models. I stepped closer to get better access to her belly, pressing my breasts into her back, and that was when I realized how hard my nipples were.
They became so sensitive to the touch that I moaned out when they made contact with her. I knew she heard me with my lips only inches from her left ear. She didn't seem to mind, and I didn't give her time to reject. I placed my hands on her stomach, feeling the heat that came off it, and touched her the same way she did to me.
Sarah's toned belly felt great, and I couldn't believe how much I enjoyed touching it. I was so caught up in mimicking her actions that my hand went further than I meant it to go, and my fingers entered her pussy. It was warm and wet. They were in and out a few times before she broke away from me, leaving me alone in the shower.
My lust for the girl had made me cross a line when it got me to finger the girl while we were showering together. I left the bathroom wearing only a towel and feeling depressed after making a fool of myself. I entered my bedroom, still feeling the overpowering lust I had for Sarah. I was so out of control that I had pushed her away forever and wasn't sure if I could ever look the girl in her eyes again. When I heard her walk in behind me was about to tell her that I was sorry.
"I am...," I was going to say more but was at a loss for words from what I saw.
Sarah was standing there naked with what I first thought was a dick between her legs. After the shock wore off, I realized that it was fake. Sarah was wearing a strapless strapon that has been made to look like a natural-looking penis. It was eight inches long with realistic veins popping out from it and was more impressive than Tom's dick.
Sarah kept stroking her cock as she stared into my eyes while speaking in a voice that was soft and seductive, "My dear girl if you want me, you must first prove yourself."
I stood there in silence, watching her sway her hips seductively as she walked toward me. When she was standing a foot from me gave me a stern look before snapping her fingers and pointing down. I didn't need any more instruction to know what she wanted from me.
When I dropped to my knees, she gave me I own this bitch smirk. She started tracing my lips with her fake dick and was teasing me with it. I already knew where this was going; without any resistance let my lips be parted by her cock. She pushed an inch of it into my mouth before allowing me to swallow what I could on my own.
It even felt and tasted like a real penis. Sarah held onto my hair as I gave her the best blowjob of my life. There was something so erotic about being on my knees wearing only a towel while sucking a fake cock. I couldn't believe that I was enjoying this as much as I was. Sarah continued to dominate me by pulling off my towel revealing my naked flesh. Sucking off this woman burned my body with more lust than the best fucking that I ever got from my husband.
"You look much better like this, my dear, and no beauty like yourself should ever cover up," Sarah said with a hint of arousal in her voice.
Oral sex wasn’t something I was into, but I had done it a few times with Tom and other men. For some reason, I was getting into it now and only stopping to play with the mushroom size head of her dick with my tongue. I started picking up speed, bobbing my head and moaning from the pleasure it was causing my mouth. I had to hold on to her hips for balance while I was sucking her cock like it was the last one left in the world. I would've gone on much longer than I did but I was told to get on the bed.
I climbed onto the bed waiting patiently for what was to come next. When she got on top of me, I opened my legs hungrily for her. I let out a satisfying moan as she entered my wet swollen pussy and filled it with all eight inches of her fake cock. I could feel my pussy tightening around the biggest cock that had ever been inside of me.
We started kissing in this embrace for a few minutes before she started fucking me. I couldn't help but moan out with each thrust of her pelvis. Slow at first to get the right rhythm going before she started fucking me like a beast. She pulled back from our kiss and pinned my arms down over my head. The moans that came from me were short but loud. My legs wrapped around her tightly as a powerful orgasm hit me, and I couldn't help but scream out, "Mmmm! Fuck meee... Yesss!"
The first orgasm was mind-blowing good, but the second one was a little weaker. Wishing that I had done this sooner watched as Sarah started to cum herself. I realized this fantastic toy had a vibrator part on the other end of it where it could make the wearer cum as well.
I quickly flipped Sarah over on her back because I wasn't done being fucked by her yet. I kissed her before riding her wildly and rotating my hips on her cock. Arching my back, I screamed out in pleasure. She grabbed both of my breasts as I continued riding her. I came harder than I ever did in my entire life and tilted my head back, screaming into the air, "Fuuuck! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, Goddd!"
I was so focused on my orgasm that I never noticed that Sarah was cumming as well. The look of ecstasy on her face told me that we just experienced another orgasm from her delightful toy. I gave her a long, embracing kiss and then rolled off of her. It felt like I just ran a marathon with my body covered in sweat and could hardly breathe. Wanting nothing more than to keep fucking this woman didn’t have the stamina to continue. There wasn't enough strength in me to keep going and was surprised by how much fun it was fucking another girl.
"Damn, girl! You are fucking amazing in bed," Sarah said while out of breath and pulling the toy out of her before turning it off.
"I want you to know that I don't go around fucking on my husband. I never did anything like this before, and not sure why I did it now," I said in an attempt to explain not only to her but myself as well that I wasn’t a bad person.
I did know why I did it because my body had been craving sex and the craving grew each day that it didn’t get it. Having a high sex drive without having sex made me feel like I would burst and made it easy for Sarah to seduce me. I would’ve relieved the pressure myself if Tom hadn’t dared me not to while Sarah was still here and would have rewarded me greatly for not having any sex that week.
"Don't feel bad; it is just sex. You just fucked out all the sexual energy that we had build-up between us over this week. Don't beat yourself up over it; your husband wouldn't mind that we fucked anyway," Sarah said without emotion.
"What do you mean he wouldn't mind?" I asked because I could sense she knew a secret about my husband.
The girl looked at me like she was trying to decide to tell me the truth before speaking, "He is a man, and a lot of men think that two girls together are hot even more if one of them is their girl. If he knew, we fucked would more likely want to join in the next time we are together."
"Next time? So, you are planning on seducing me again, are you?" I asked jokingly.
"Yes, but next time I am using the only thing that a lesbian needs," Sarah said, teasing.
"Oh, what is that, my dear?" I asked as a joke not expecting an answer.
"My tongue," Sarah said with a laugh before kissing me.
"We'll take a ride tomorrow to my beach house where we can make love on the beach. I'll take you out to dinner, and then take you to this lesbian club where we can dance and be affectionate as we want in public without any shame," Sarah said before kissing me again.
I always saw myself as the faithful kind, and it shocked me how easy it was for me to cheat. It hasn't been a few moments since I was riding the girl before we were planning to do it again. Knowing that I shouldn't repeat what I did, I knew I would, and which lie to tell my husband. He wouldn't mind me if I had a girl's night out with her to say our goodbyes.
"We need to get ready now, or we will be late, but before we go, here's a little taste of what is to cum," Sarah said, as she kissed quickly down my body before spreading my legs apart and started licking my pussy.
I started moaning again from the pleasure that the girl's tongue was doing to me. Sarah showed me how good she was with her tongue and why she didn't need anything else to please me. The talented girl's tongue was bringing me to another orgasm, but she stopped before I could cum. I cursed her under my breath for her cruel tease and wanted her to return to my wet cunt.
We jumped back into the shower for a quick clean-up, but she kept pushing me off her. It wasn't that she didn't want my advances, but we would be late for the party if she didn't. My hands roam her body, squeezing her breasts and playing with her pussy while kissing her. It was hard for her to shower without me trying to have sex with her.
Sarah talked me into not wearing any undergarments with my dress and I felt deliciously naughty for doing so. The dress was so short that it made going without any panties a little exciting and showed a decent amount of cleavage. It was so soft against my naked flesh that I felt a stir of arousal rising deep inside me. I had never been this risqué before, and here I was going to a party without any underwear. This woman was bringing the bad girl out of me and got me to embrace my inner slut.
"I can't believe I am going commando in this dress. Have you ever done anything like this yourself? I have never dared to do anything like this in public, in the bedroom perhaps but never in public," I said with excitement as if I was discovering sin for the very first time.
I was hoping this was a prelude to something she planned at the party tonight for me. I have never been the type that dresses or acts immodestly in public but did some crazy things with my boyfriends when we were alone. Here I was wanting high-risk sex where if we were caught could mean the end of my marriage. That should have scared me instead made me excited and desire this woman between my legs even more than ever.
While she was getting dressed, she told me, "I did it a few times myself especially when wearing a short skirt. The bigger the risk the more enjoyable the thrill. I feel I should warn you, Lara, that you are about to walk into a den of wolves, and you don't even know it. Models here are mostly lesbians, and our boss is the biggest dyke of them all. She has a thing for married women and will try to fuck you if given a chance. A word of advice about your husband it would be best if you don’t let him see you have interests in other women and keep what did our little secret."
We left for the party with my thoughts on the future, but I couldn't stop thinking about my husband. Even though I felt guilty for cheating was still going to keep on sleeping with Sarah because the girl was like heroin. Once you have a taste, you will find you are addicted and would do anything to have it again. Pushing my husband out of my mind thought about Sarah's body and how much I wanted to touch her right then.
During the drive over to the party, I found that I couldn't stop thinking about having sex with Sarah. The fact was lack of sex allowed Sarah to turn me into a pussy loving slut, and the state that I was in right now would fuck any woman who showed any interest in me. That thought scared me; if a girl hikes her dress up, I would crawl over to them and eat her pussy without a word spoken. I figured that the sex between Sarah and I was so good that my body was craving that pleasure again. When it runs its course hopefully, I would return to my old self again and stop acting like a lesbian slut.
I was technically a good girl besides my love for sex but never slept with anyone that wasn’t my boyfriend. I needed to get control over myself before I did anything else that was stupid. Sarah woke up something inside me that I wasn’t sure going back to my old self was even possible. When we finally arrived at our destination, Sarah gave me a tender kiss while sliding her hand inside my dress and started playing with my pussy. After she gave me another orgasm, we got out of the car and entered the building.
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