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I felt one way was to some how remind her that Sally was gone, and that I missed her maybe stirring up her memory of Sally would help me, I don't know. I said "You look so great Mary, I sure have missed Sally, she has been gone now for only two days and I miss her, have you ever met her, she the Peters wife, they live in the green and white house next door to me?" Mary said "Oh I know Sally, we have become very close this last week. She is a little wild, but I like her" This was it, I had found a way to open up the door, a way to get the subject on to sex, a way to some how let Mary know I wanted to lay with her. I wanted to feel what she and Sally felt that day they had sex for so long at Sally house when Sally made that hidden video of her.
I laughed and said, "wild, you don't know the half of it, she is one sexy lady, she has a way about her. I swear every time I am around her, I think she wants to attack me" Mary looked puzzled and said "what do you mean?" I said, "Well, every time we are alone she likes to talk about sex. I mean about Phil and I, well, I am not keen on sex with Phil, but I have to tell you I always get worked up thinking what it would be like to have sex with her." There I said it; I told Mary I was interested in female sex. I saw the look of shock on her face, I became scared, I knew I had just crossed the line, I knew I was now no longer a church friend, a church choir member, I was now a nasty lesbian in her church in her eyes. I waited for a reaction, for a moment I felt I was going to get a bad reaction, and when Mary grabbed my arm and pulled me over to an empty Sunday school classroom, I just knew she was going to go off the deep end.
Mary said as she closed the door behind us "are you telling me you get turned on sexually when you talk about sex with Sally?" I felt I was past the point of no return and said, "Well no, I did not say that, what I did say was, when we start talking of sex and she talks about men. I can't help but wonder what it would be like to have sex with another women, and I get wet, I get horny, I want to lick her, I want her to lick me. Doe's that make me a lesbian?" Mary looked around the empty room and said "are you serious? Are you sure you have that kind of sick desire?" When she said "kind of sick desire" I just knew I had blown it. I could not answer I did not know what to say next, I thought I was going down the right path until she said sick. I dropped my eyes and felt flush, I was really embarrassed. Then Mary said, "I have always wondered what it would be like to lick you, and to have you lick me. I thought you did not like sex Linda, I never knew you had desires for women, would it bother you if I told you I have laid in bed at night after George and I make love, and I touch myself thinking of you licking my wet vagina?"
I looked up, smiled and said, "I have been thinking of you also. I fantasize of kneeling down and burying my tongue in you, making you climax and climax, I am so wet, I can just picture you grinding yourself against my lips and tongue, holding my head with both hands." I started to kneel down as I spoke. "I can see you standing there with your legs open, my fingers inside of you, kissing and loving every inch of you." Mary stood there and with her hands on each side of her dress she started to pull it up. I watched as she revealed her legs, first her calves, then her thighs, I kept on talking. "I picture you just like this, lifting your dress, showing me you are naked underneath wet, waiting for my touch, wanting my lips on you, yes, just like this" I was surprised to see Mary naked under her dress. I wanted to ask her why she was, but I knew. Right now was not the time to ask I reached up and touched her moist vagina, mine was wet, and hers was moist.
Mary parted her legs allowing me access to her; I slid a finger inside of her and moved in with my mouth for her clit. As I tasted another woman for the first time, I shuddered I felt a wave of only pure pleasure go through me, I started to go wild. I wanted to make her feel as good as Sally did, no, better than Sally did, but I did not have any rubber toys like Sally, I only had my fingers and mouth. I felt Mary drop her dress; it fell down over me as I was between her legs. I felt her put her hands on the top of my head. Thank God the air conditioning was on. I am sure I would have roasted under her dress like this and it wasn't on. I heard Mary moan I knew I had discovered another sexual thing I would love the rest of my life. I had no desire for anything except to make this lovely friend of mine climax, I reached down between my own legs, slid my hand in my sweats and began to rub myself on my own clit. I felt Mary shake, she moaned and moaned gasping for air; no words were spoken; only the wonderful sound of pleasure, the wonderful sound of a woman in pure sexual bliss.
When Mary stopped shaking she pulled at my head pulling me away from her. I was not finished, I wanted to keep licking her, and I want to make her climax again. Mary lifted her dress up. Yes I said forced my face away from her. She said, "Just a minute Linda, I want to go get something, wait here, I'll be right back" she then stepped back, opened the door and walked out. I just knelt there, with my legs slightly spread and my hand in my pants still working on and in my own vagina, on my own clit. I was lost in my own pleasure. Mary returned and said, "Look what I got" as she pulled out two cucumbers from her dress pocket. She handed one to me and said I brought these for the salad I am going to make, and I locked the door, take off your pants I want to lick you now. "
I stood up, took off my sweats and as I finished Mary said "lay down, I'm going to keep this dress on just in case." I laid on my back and Mary knelt over me. I felt her open and spread my legs; I had a heck of time with her dress. But I finely got it out of my way and I was looking at the most beautiful site I had ever seen. Mary's pussy was wet, I mean it glistened. I don't' know if it was from my saliva from before or if it was from her being so turned on. All I know is I loved it. She had a lovely smell to her, almost like a fish smell, all I know is I loved it. I inhaled her aroma, and with my fingers I rubbed her swollen labia, those lips were puffy. I could see her clit, now I know what that little bump looked like, hers was swollen and lovely. I had the cucumber next to my head I reached for it as I felt Mary inserting the one she had into me, I felt her warm mouth on me.
I was straining to catch my breath, I was lost in passion, lost in pleasure, I felt the cucumber slide in and I inserted mine into her. I had to move my head around in order to get to her clit, but I had to, I had to give back to her what she was giving me. I cannot explain it I was no longer myself. I was her, I was part of her, it felt like I was eating myself and fucking myself at the same time. Oh that is not right, I don't' know how I can explain it to you; it was the most wonderful thing I had ever felt. I have no idea how many times I climaxed, or that Mary climaxed. I only know I could not get enough of her, with the light of the room I could see the cucumber covered in a slimy gooey film. I just knew that the one in me that Mary was using had to have that same film on it. I pulled it out of her and stuck it in my mouth, and sucked it, Oh she tasted so good, so sweet, After I finished licking and sucking it, I went for her open hole, yes, it was open, and that sweet stuff was all around it. I felt Mary pull hers out of me, then she pulled back my legs and started to lick and tongue my butt hole, I remembered how wonderful it felt when those guys did it, yet this time it felt even better.
I strained my head to get to her butt hole, I had no idea what to expect, I had no reservations on licking her, or sticking my tongue in as far as I could. She had a wonderful smell to her; I am sure that if I was not as turned on as I was I may have been repulsed by it, but now I was drawn to it. I felt Mary work fingers into me and I did the same to her. When she moved her mouth back to my clit, I did the same and when I felt her start to work her fingers into my butt hole, I again did the same; I was crazy with lust, crazy with desire. I wanted to experience everything I could.
I felt her insert fingers in my vagina and my butt; Mary worked hard and long gently pulling my butt hole open and fingering fucking me in my ass. Everything she did to me, I in turn did the same to her. Mary took one hand free and she brought her cucumber to my asshole, I felt every lovely inch slowly slide in. Mary was so gentle, so slow, unlike those guys where, I was waiting for the pain, but with her, there was none. I took her lead and started to insert my cucumber into her, I heard her say "slower, slower" (I guess I was getting carried away). When I felt her mouth back at my vagina and clit, I went to work on hers. We did not talk, we could not talk, I could hear her, Mary sounded like a barnyard pig, grunting, moaning snorting as she licked my clit and sucked my cunt. I was no better; I was making sounds worse than I did with the guys that took me. I lost track of time, of every thing except the pleasure I was getting; I was getting pleasure from Mary's mouth, hands and cucumber fucking me. I was also getting pleasure using my fingers, mouth and cucumber fucking her.
How long we did this I have no idea, all I know is Mary collapsed on top of me, and I felt the cucumber slide out of me on it's own. I felt sweaty, and hot, Mary rolled over off of me onto her back. We both just laid there trying to catch our breath. After a while, Mary spoke and said. "We still have to get things set up, I have to make the salad, come on, lets go." we helped each other up I pulled on my sweats and Mary said "gees, look at me, I'm all wet here in front." She was, she must have worked up a huge sweat, because her dress between her boobs was sopping wet.
I said "It'll dry, let's get started, I want to get you home and love you again" we both giggled like a couple of schoolgirls, as we walked out, Mary went and unlocked the fellowship room front door. Just as she did Pastor Profit opened it and walked in. "hello lady's. I thought I would stop by to see if I could help you get set up. My Mary, looks like you have worked up a sweat, I better turn down the air" He went to the air conditioning and adjusted it. "There it should get cooler in a few minutes"
I remembered what Mary said to Sally and as we walked to the kitchen, Mary said she fantasized of having sex with Pastor Profit, I had to bring it up. I leaned over to Mary and whispered "It's a good thing you are here. I am still a little horny, I lay in bed at night thinking of Pastor Profit screwing me, I bet he has a good size one, just look at his crotch." Mary laughed and said "girl, your bad" then she turned and looked at him. "You know your right, I think he has a nice package there, should we rape him?" we both laughed in the kitchen I said, "Seriously, if I ever got the chance, I am going screw his head off. I'll do it in a heartbeat. I get so turned on around him" Mary said in a low sexy voice "I know what you mean, I think about him a lot when George and I have sex" again that statement opened up another door for me. I then said, "Phil and I are no good at sex, what about you and George?" Mary looked at me and said "you mean you don't like sex with men?" I looked at her and said "No I have found that I love have sex with men. It is just Phil that I don't like having sex with. He is way to quick, he is way to selfish, and just a Jerk when it comes to making love." Mary looked at me, I knew what she was thinking, because I had watched her fucking and have two or three climaxes with Phil. He was smooth, slow, strong, caring and went out of his way to make her love every minute of his cock. She said, "I am so surprised, I would think a man like Phil would be caring and loving, I guess I was wrong." I had to get back at her, I had to, I said, "you know I bet that is the reason he is such a jerk with me. I think it is because he is out fucking some hot little number. Taking his time with her, being nice and slow, and caring. When he gets home to me he just wants me to suck his cock that he just fucked some poor old housewife with somewhere. I know he is fucking somebody because whenever I suck him off at night, he still has pussy and cum juice on him. I think he does it to get at me, when he gets back from this trip, he will either be moving out or things will change in a very big way."