A Getaway to Remember - Part Two - Sex Stories

A Getaway to Remember - Part Two

... the lift, dressed in a thigh length white dress on, bright red lipstick to match, a straw hat covering her silky black hair and the biggest pair of shades I had ever seen in my life. She stood at least 5’ 6” or 5’ 7” making her taller than me. As she walked over, I couldn’t help but notice her smile and the way her breasts moved with each step. She moved so well, so graceful, so easily and with every step she flashed a little bit of thigh simply because she hadn’t done all the buttons up on her dress. We greeted each other with kisses on each cheek, turned and walked out into the Mediterranean sun. During the thirty minute walk into the town, we chatted like old friends, passing comment on some sexy men and sexy women as we arrived at the centre of the town. Sonia said she was thirsty and hungry, and suggested we went to a bar she had found on her first day. We managed to find a table outside in the sun and ordered a bottle of wine and a shared plate of Italian goodies. We sat and talked and people watched. It seemed every time a gorgeous woman walked past, Sonia would grab my arms and point her out to me. She had great taste but I was puzzled by her concentration on women rather than men. There had been no hint at all that she was bi or even lesbian. So I asked her straight out and she confessed that she had always thought of herself as straight but this holiday had made her feel different. It had made her think that she was attracted to women. Sonia explained she had ...

... come to Italy to lose her virginity to an Italian hunk somewhere but that her ever increasing interest in women had made her change her mind. She confessed that she had spent days on the beach getting hornier by the hour as she lay fixated and dreaming of what might be under each bikini that passed by her lounger. We had a pretty frank exchange and I explained my own sexuality to her. I was essentially bi in that I had slept with both women and men but that I was moving closer and closer to being solely interested in women. As we talked I could feel myself squirming on the chair as we swapped sex stories and I could feel my cheeks flushing as she explained her masturbation techniques. She even persuaded me to tell her how I liked to come, whether I liked oral sex, what it was like to lick a pussy and if I had a vibe or not. Suddenly she leant over and grabbed my hand, slid it up her skirt and pressed my hand against the front of her panties. God she was so wet . I could feel her juices and when she started to rhythmically press against my hand it all got too much for me. I reached up with my other hand, turned her face towards me and kissed her firmly on her mouth. Jesus what was I doing? I pulled away from her lips but her hand was pressing mine against her pussy. It felt so good to touch her. She was soaked and I could see she had her eyes closed. She was enjoying this and it made me want to do more. God I wanted her so much . I could feel my own pussy getting wetter by the ...