Amelia stood naked, two feet away from me, and looked me up and down. I didn’t have any clothes on, either, and I smiled at her as I looked her over. She had lust in her eyes and I certainly had lust in my heart.She looked somewhat like Alicia Vikander, although she was taller, even taller than me, maybe five foot nine. I marveled at her appearance. Her chin was pointy, in a good way, and her face was, I think, a tiny bit thinner than Alicia’s. She had lovely brown eyes and pixie cut light brown hair, although it was a long pixie that suited her face perfectly. No jewelry, although she had pierced ears. She wore pink lip gloss and just barely smelled of a floral perfume.Her neck was long and her shoulders were on the thin side. In fact, she was totally on the thin side, certainly compared to me. Her breasts were bigger than apples, but smaller than grapefruit, and her nipples were beautiful. Her skin appeared just about flawless.And her cunt looked… friendly? It was an innie and waxed, I’m pretty sure like mine was. Lovely, in any case. And she had nice legs, although they weren’t super long. They were on the thin side like the rest of her and totally hot. Her toenails were painted fuchsia, which I suspected wasn’t normal, but was done for tonight.(As for me, you can check my profile. I still look much the same.)I stepped forward and so did she, so our bodies were just barely touching, my nipples grazing her skin. I stood there for several seconds feeling my nipples grow hard.It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I’m bi, not gay, and I dated three guys before Mel. All three of the men sucked in one way or another. I won’t bore you with the details, but after the third failure in two weeks, I decided to try a woman and Mel showed up on my screen. almanbahis We’d just planned on dinner, but after dinner decided that a drink at my homemade sense, and after our drinks were half drunk, we went upstairs. Toby, my son, was home, but he stayed in his room doing whatever, homework I hoped.Mel pressed a little closer and her nipples touched my boobs. Our arms reached out at the same time, me for her breasts and she for my face. We touched each other lightly, our fingers feeling the softness of skin, almost tickling. I closed my eyes and stroked her boobs out to the nipple, then back, back and forth. Her nipples had hardened, too.I have no idea what she got from feeling my face. It felt great, though, like drops of water on my cheeks, a little less ethereal on my ears. She traced my lips with her fingers, my eyes still closed, I felt her lips brush mine. She brushed by again, the second time with a little tongue.I grabbed Mel and pulled her close. We were still standing. Our breasts pressed together and, my hands on her ass, our pussies touched. My lips grazed hers and tasted apricots, I think, although maybe peaches. I opened my mouth and pushed my tongue forward. She accepted it eagerly, her mouth opening even wider. Lips locked, our tongues darted together.Her tongue extruded out of her mouth and I sucked it, back and forth. A tongue has the most marvelous texture, soft and slippery, and a tiny bit forbidden. My hands roved over her ass, hers over my back, until by some unspoken agreement we climbed into bed.At first, we lay on our sides, facing each other, and kissed. The kisses were warm and sensual. I felt her hand on my butt and I reciprocated with one on her breast. Eventually, my arms worked their way around her and, pulling her almanbahis yeni giriş in, she ended up mostly on top of me. Her cunt rubbed against my hip and her hip did the same for my cunt. It felt nice, but Mel really got into it, bucking like a horse on me, finally straightening up, her hands on my boobs, her hips sliding back and forth.My cunt had become an afterthought as she ground herself into me. She leaned forward and kissed me hard, biting my lip, bending over to lick my neck and use her teeth on my shoulder. It actually hurt for a second, but then her lips were back on mine. She reached down to masturbate, but I eased her hand away and began to rub her myself.“Which is better, Mel, you doing this or me?” I asked.“It depends,” she replied, and I could hear her taking short, quick breaths, “on how good you are at playing with my pussy.”I rolled her over and put her on her back. Looking deep into her eyes, I skimmed her clit with three fingers, rubbing pretty fast. She grinned at me and I laughed. I could tell she was really wet and I inserted a finger into her cunt, then a second one, a third. I finger-fucked her for a long minute before sliding down and putting my tongue on her clit.Finger-fucking wasn’t quite as easy, but it wasn’t quite as necessary, either. My tongue licked her, flicking against her button, moving quickly side to side. I sucked her and she gasped. Pushing my fingers back in deeper, I pursed my lips and sucked hard, my tongue reaching out to touch the clit I was slurping.“Give me more, more fingers, fuck my pussy,” she cried. I glanced up and saw a rose-colored blush on her face and chest.Putting my fingers and thumb together, they entered her cunt to the knuckles where fingers met hand. My god, she was wet. almanbahis giriş Her hips bounced against me, she was doing the fucking. I sucked her clit, my lips vibrating, and I opened my mouth to stroke her clit with my tongue.“Fuck me, Lauren, fuck me with your fingers!”Back and forth, my hand moved as quickly as it could. I resumed sucking her clit and she came.Mel came with a loud groan, followed by a louder groan, and it was all I could do to keep my fingers inside her. Her hips bucked madly, her tummy muscles clenching, and she groaned again. I got my fingers another half-inch inside her. She cried out, in a good way, I thought. Her ass collapsed on the bed and I slowly removed my hand from her cunt. I kissed her clit and she shivered.Lying alongside her again, I played with one of her nipples.“Was that OK?” I asked, knowing the answer.Mel grabbed my head and kissed me hard. Her tongue probed my mouth and I kissed her back. She climbed on top of me, sitting on my waist with her weight on her knees, and held my face.“You were great,” she said. “For someone who prefers cock, you are very good.”“I don’t…,” I began.“Yes, you do, and it shows. I can’t explain it, exactly, but someone who is bisexual does me differently than a real lesbian. Still, you were good. I didn’t expect this to be a really long relationship. Don’t worry about it.”“Well…”“Now be quiet.”She slipped down and began to lick my clit. It felt good, her tongue doing what an enthusiastic tongue should, but she had me thinking about cock. I imagined being fucked by a guy, some guy, any guy, and my orgasm was so far away I couldn’t begin to feel it. Mel seemed to figure this out.“Hang on a second, OK?” she asked.Without waiting for an answer, she climbed out of bed and, naked, left the bedroom. I heard her go downstairs and hoped Toby didn’t come out of his room. She returned with her overlarge purse and pawed through it. Her hands came up holding what looked sort of like a weird dildo and a strap-on harness.