A Sea of Girls - Sex Stories

A Sea of Girls

"Welcome home," delightful, but not quite what I expected, coming in from the cold in mid-winter: Kat Prutz, buck naked, holding the door open to let me in. Big grin on her face: "Hurry up, I am freezing my tits off!"

"What's going on?" Her response is a hungry kiss square on the lips. Over the years I've gotten used to her shenanigans, but she's not joking about the tits: rock hard puppies sitting on an athletic frame. Dime sized nipples pointing skywards on puckered areolas. I lean down putting one in my mouth for a nibble. Cupping the other breast in my cold hand has her jumping back with a delightful laugh.

Many moons ago, when the kids were little, Kat was a timid teenage babysitter, supplied by the neighborhood message board. She was dependable, always with an easy giggle, and the kids loved her. The role developed to include dog walking and house sitting as well, before taking a surprising turn.

One day she walked in on us in bed: my wife sitting on my face, indulging me in her amazing womanhood: juices flowing as she crescendoed into an orgasm. I am unsure how long we had our audience, but she gave herself away with a yelp as my wife bucked on top of me in one of her delightful consummation of all sensations. My beautiful wife, having been her confidant for a while, invited Kat into our bed, and also became her sexual mentor that day.

My wife's superpower is a complete lack of sexual inhibitions, and the 18 year old was a delightful and very willing ...

... student from the start. She later confided it was not the first time she witnessed our bedroom activity, and she had been willing us to discover her for some time. What might have started out as naughty rebellion against a repressive upbringing quickly grew into a joyous celebration of her sexual liberation. Always curious, Kat quickly became a skilled and adventurous partner. The two women remain most intimate to this day.

As she headed off to college Kat kept our house key. Ostensibly for odd jobs we needed done when she came home for breaks, but our sexual explorations continued, if and when she requested, from one or both of us. Now, a few years after starting her career as a nurse back here in her home town. We see less of her as she's branching out on her own, but she knows she's always welcome in our home, and our bed.

She tears the winter coat off me and throws it on the floor with a wicked smile: "I've got something for you."

"You sure do," I pull her towards me. Kissing her face, I hold her chin softly before moving my hand over her forehead, stroking her hair back, inhaling the lush scent at the root of her hair as I pull her close and move my hand down her spine.

She clings to me as I cup her pert little butt. Tightening her muscles as I move my hand across the crack. Pushing a finger between her skinny cheeks, she jumps as I press the tight rear door with my index finger. She gives me a wicked wink: "Not here. In your room." Taking my hand, she leads me ...