Janet

Kate's thighs squeezed my head until I was on the brink of a blackout. Thankfully, the pressure eased and she pounded her soggy snatch until my face was dripping with her dew.

In my short but illustrious bi curious phase, I witnessed girls' cumming but Kate put them all to shame. When she went over the edge, her body gyrated and shook uncontrollably.

Like a hungry cat with a saucer of milk, I lapped up Kate's girl cum with lusty zeal. It was by far the tastiest pussy I ever ate.

"Hmm, that was fantastic." She purred sexily.

Kate was no stranger to sex with girls' and recounted some interesting stories. However, she wanted me to reciprocate.

"I'm not much of a story teller." I said bashfully.

"Do try. I love a good sweaty sex yarn!" She implored.

One in particular really stood out in my mind.

"It was my final year at State U and I was anxious about meeting my new roomie. Valerie was a real hottie with every reason to be conceited about her looks. She was an IAP or Italian American Princess from New York.

However, instead of a superior, 'better than you' attitude she had a warm, charming personality. She treated me and everyone around her with kindness and respect."

Kate's gaze was fixed on me and I knew I was on the right track.

"Valerie was pretty with creamy olive color skin and one the most beautiful bodies I ever saw. She was slender with graceful lines and curves that melded seamlessly together. With her small but perfectly shaped breasts and petite derriere that swayed so sexily when she walked, she exuded an unmistakable sensuality.

But, it was Valerie's infectious smile and joie de vivre that was captivating and appealed not only to me but the other girls' on our floor.

Her boarding school education had erased any trace of a New York accent. She had what I refer to as an American upper class, proper way of speaking. On anyone else it would have sounded ridiculous but she fit in so seamlessly that no one really cared.

Valerie and I hit it off from the start and became good friends. About two weeks into the semester, I was itching to relieve some sexual tension but with a new roomie I was walking on egg shells.

I needn't have worried. Valerie was uninhibited about her body and sexuality. She wasn't what you would call an exhibitionist but she was usually semi naked in the privacy of our room.

One afternoon at the student union, we were researching topics for our English mid term essay. We were in the same class and shared the opinion that Professor Harriman was an old boring geezer who should have retired years ago.

I was using the only available computer terminal with Valerie sitting next to me. Suddenly, she leaned toward me and asked in a whisper with a straight face if I liked to have 'fun' with other girls'. I instantly knew what she meant by the word 'fun' and giggled.

I turned toward her and gave her a knowing wink. A sexy smile spread over her face but nothing more was said or intimated.

Later that night, I had trouble sleeping and wanted to toss one off in the worst way. On any late night trip to the girls' bathroom it wasn't uncommon to hear a few moans and groans coming from the stalls. That night was no exception but rather than join in, I headed back to bed.

I tried to think about my studies to distract me but my fingers had a will of their own. As I diddled myself, thoughts of Valerie's luscious body popped into my head and I moaned too loudly.

In the darkness I heard Valerie's voice asking if I was having fun. I was very embarrassed and stopped. After a moment or two of silence, I saw her get out of bed and look down at me. Her naked body was backlit by diffuse light coming in the window and a desire like I never felt before came over me. I reached for her and she fell into my arms.

Valerie was on top of me and kissed me with exquisite tenderness as I ran my hands over the silky soft skin of her back and squeezed her butt. Her kisses were slow, sensual and left me breathless. My sex was wet and I pushed my pelvis against her leg.

We switched positions and I planted tender wet kisses on Valerie's face, neck and ears. My tongue left a slick trail over her collar bone and descended to her breasts.

As I cupped and squeezed Valerie's firm tits, I lapped her hardened nipples. Their impressive length was a huge turn on and I tried to wrap my tongue around them.

Gently, I drew a turgid bud into my mouth and she moaned as I zealously suckled the hard protrusion with lustful yearning.

When I kissed down Valerie's flat tummy, the unmistakable aroma of aroused pussy invaded my nose. It had an aphrodisiac quality and I longed to taste her.

As I lingered above Valerie's bald mound, I suddenly felt tentative and shy. But, it lasted less than a second and I licked the shaved hump, feeling the barest hint of hair stubble on my tongue.

Valerie was panting heavily and opened her legs for me. The compelling scent pulled me forward and I saw moisture glistening in her center. She whispered dirty words of encouragement that heightened my desire.

My first licks up Valerie's slit were leisurely but once I attained a good rhythm, I slurped with fierce tenacity.

Valerie's juices flowed freely, coating my chin and dripping down my neck. My mouth covered her leaking hole and searched for her clit. Once found, I lashed it with light licks until she gasped her approaching orgasm.

Valerie's orgasm burst with intensity and it was a dilly. Her pungent liquid surged into my mouth and I swallowed savoring the exotic taste. Feasting on her was sheer pleasure for me."

My story had worked its magic. Kate's fingers had invaded her soaked sex and were stroking her clitty.

"I see you liked my story." I said proudly.

"It was fucking hot!" She brayed at me.

Kate offered me her dripping digits which I hungrily accepted.

Kate and I hooked up a few more times before Amanda returned from vacation. She had a extraordinary gift for telling sex stories and quite honestly, she made even the most mundane topic seem interesting.

The week Amanda returned to work, I worked overtime with her every evening except for Friday. As a reward, she invited me to spend Sunday with her at the pool.

I was adjusting the back on the lounger when Kate waved to me. We greeted each other warmly and exchanged pleasantries. After she left, Amanda stared at me with a look of amazement.

"You bitch! You've been a busy girl while I was gone." She stated in a loud whisper.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that." I said trying to sound matter of fact.

"When are you going to introduce me to your...ahem...friend?" She inquired with piqued interest.

I saw Kate sunbathing on the far side of the pool.

"There's no better time than the present." I answered and walked over to the hot young goddess.

"I'd love to meet your friend." Kate said enthusiastically in her lovely accent.

As I followed Kate to where Amanda was sitting, I gawked with yearning at her sexy ass.

"What an awesome summer!" I silently exulted as visions of daisy chains and girl/girl/girl sex danced in my head.