One was not enough...Part 1 [FFM] | 2016

This is my very first story on here. It's too good to keep to myself...

A and I stopped seeing each other after he moved away to New York City for a job. We had been dating for maybe 6-7 months, and a long distance thing just wasn't in the cards. So we stopped talking altogether last summer.

I still thought about him, though. Especially when I masturbated. Honestly, sex with A was head spinning, leg shaking, orgasm after orgasm good. He was athletic and enthusiastic and one of the few people who could keep up with my sexual appetite- which was ferocious. He loved trying new things, and during our time together we had a few adventures...I missed him, and I tried to find satisfaction elsewhere.

By the fall, I was feeling a little sexually frustrated. Not that I wasn't having sex- it was just not the kind of sex I wanted. I wanted to find someone who wanted to fuck for hours, someone who was ready to try new things and talk about it, someone who would blow my mind. But no one fit the bill, until S started coming around to the parties I was going to.

I had never seriously dated girls but I had always enjoyed fooling around with them, experimenting and exploring our bodies from an early age on. S was different. From the moment I saw her, the sexual energy between us was unbearable. She was 25, had beautiful long, black hair and mischievous dark eyes. I could tell she felt the same way about me, just the way you can tell, her eyes would linger a little too long, her compliments were a little to sweet, she danced a little too close for just regular friends. I was intrigued, she exuded a sexual energy that was so hot. It was fun for me to flirt, dance, and tease her whenever I saw her at parties, but I wanted more. One night she asked me if she could sleep over at my apartment, and I knew this was the night we would finally fuck.

We got to my place, tipsy and energized from dancing, and she quickly pulled off her short skirt. Her round ass was barely contained in a small pair of black, Lacey underwear. She laid down on my bed in just her panties and a tank top, and asked me to join her. I took off my bra and slipped into a loose tank top and panties myself, my hard nipples rubbing against the fabric of the soft shirt.

We laid quietly for a moment, facing the ceiling, but from the corner of my eye I watched her stroking her belly, up her breasts, shamelessly playing with her nipples. "You know my nipples are pierced?" She asked me, making a move. "No," I answered, surprised. "Here, look" she said and pulled down her shirt, exposing both breasts. "Can I touch them?" I asked, already knowing the answer. She answered by grabbing my hand a placing it firmly on her left breast. She giggled. And I giggled, keeping her breast cupped in my hand. Slowly, and quietly I started rolling her nipple between my thumb and index finger, playing with the metal bar that went through her now hard nipple. "Mmmm," she said "is this when we start fucking around?" She giggled again. "Do you want to?" I asked. "I want to" I followed. She answered by putting her soft lips on mine. I had forgotten how soft kissing a girl feels. We took a deep breath while our lips were touching as I continued playing with her pierced nipple. As soon as we started, a hunger took over and she started pulling on my hair a moaning gently. Quickly, her hand slipped onto my pussy, her finger tracing my opening over my panties. If send shivers down my spine.

I pulled her shirt over her head and quickly took mine off as well, and pressed my breasts against hers. Hers were much bigger, and the warmth of her body and her hard nipples against mine were intoxicating.

"Where is your hitachi," she giggled, knowing exactly what I had in my sex toy collection. I leaned over to my nightstand and plugged in the powerful vibrator. It was my favorite, and she had never tried it before. I pulled off her panties and sat in front of her spread legs, setting the hitachi on the low setting I stared pressing it against her thighs, her mound, watching her arch her back as she pushed her hips towards me wanting to feel the powerful vibration on her clit. I obliged and pushed it gently at first and then rhythmically and with more force against her clit.

"Yes, oh yes," she moaned and her cries of pleasure made me wet. It was as if I was feeling it too, deep inside my stomach, waves of pleasure running through me, giving me goosebumps. I wanted to feel her, so as I was working the vibrator with my right hand I gently slipped my left finger into her opening, and she let out a sigh. It was so much warmer inside her than expected, and her pussy gripped my finger as soon as I slipped it in. "More," she cried. Again, I obliged and slid in my middle finger too. It felt tight, and warm as I gently curved my fingers inside her. As I was working up to a good rhythm vibrating her clit and stroking her inside, I could sense she was going to come quickly. "Oh, yes. Oh...," her moaning Became louder. I flipped the hitachi to the high setting and as in an instant she told me, barely audible, she was going to come. I wanted to hear her say it again so I asked her "tell me again" and she screamed "im coming now" and I started feeling her pussy contracting all around my fingers, her mouth gasping for air. I held the vibrator against her cumming clit for as long as she would let me until she snapped her knees shut, out of breath and smiling. I slid my fingers out of her opening very gently and slowly.

After a few breaths she looked at me and said "mmmm your turn."

"Turn around," she ordered in a suddenly serious tone. Her directness excited me, scared me a little, I suddenly realized what was happening. She handed me the hitachi, wet from her using it and said "put it under you." I laid down on top of it, with my legs slightly apart. She started by gently rubbing my back and my ass, squeezing, sending shiver down my spine. As I was finding the right spot for the vibrator on my clit she suddenly spanked my ass, as hard as she could, and I flinched. This was not a tender slap, it was painful and my ass was stinging. I gasped. I could no longer concentrate on the pleasure I was feeling, I was anticipating the next smack. But instead she began rubbing my ass gently again and I fell back into the waves of pleasure I was feeling on my clit. As soon I felt the pleasurable vibrations again, she smacked me again, this time even harder than before. Once, twice, three times right on my tender ass cheek. I yowled. "Be a good girl," she said. I wanted to be a good girl for her. I clenched my teeth and let her have me the way she wanted. I had been spanked before, but never like this. To her, it wasn't a game, she was serious, and I was feeling agony. At some point the three sensations became one, the vibrations on my clit, the anticipation of a smack, and the pain that followed. I pressed my face in a pillow and moaned, with her free hand S grabbed my hair and pulled my head up, "you like that, don't you?" She wanted an answer. "Yes..." I stuttered. She pulled on my hair harder, and with her free hand smacked me again. This time, I felt it send me over the edge. As she grabbed and squeezed my ass I started to cum, in a way I hadn't cum in so long, with intense waves of pleasure radiating from my pussy to the top of my head and the tips of my fingers and toes. I screamed into the pillow, and let myself ride out the orgasm as I felt S, gently again, rubbing my back and hair.

As I laid there, my eyes still closed, my head buried in the pillow, she said "that was so hot... Mmmm come here and lick my clit..." She rolled onto her back and I placed myself in between her legs. I admired her pussy first, she was clean shaven, and I could tell how wet she was by her lips. I spread them apart to expose her swollen clit. I came closer, flattened my tongue and licked the entire length of her slit from the bottom to the top. I closed my mouth and swallowed to taste her. "Mmm," I went back in to concentrate on her clit. Alternating between making my tongue hard and pointy and moving in circular motions around her clit, and long soft strokes, I imagined what I enjoyed feeling when someone was licking my pussy. S was moaning, deep moans punctuated by affirmation "ohhh yes! Just like that!" She grabbed my hair again, pushing me closer and deeper to her pussy. I pushed harder with my tongue, moving it with purpose from one side of her clit above and around to the other side. I could feel her thighs tightening around my head, I couldn't think about anything else but making her orgasm with my mouth. I slipped my finger inside her again, and started sucking on her clit, while moving my tongue around. This time she didn't say she was cumming, I just started feeling her body tense up around me, around my finger, in quick pulsating contractions. She held her breath, and everything stopped for a few seconds. When she exhaled she pulled my head away from her sensitive clit. I crawled towards her on we fell asleep, exhausted and finally satisfied, me spooning her, one of her breast a cupped in my hand.

We started hooking up all the time, using toys on each other, going to sex parties even. It was satisfying, but something was missing... In December we decided to go to New York City for a party, and I thought it might be fun if we slept over at A's house...