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A model seduction

... could sense she knew a secret about my husband.

The girl looked at me like she was trying to decide to tell me the truth before speaking, "He is a man, and a lot of men think that two girls together are hot even more if one of them is their girl. If he knew, we fucked would more likely want to join in the next time we are together."

"Next time? So, you are planning on seducing me again, are you?" I asked jokingly.

"Yes, but next time I am using the only thing that a lesbian needs," Sarah said, teasing.

"Oh, what is that, my dear?" I asked as a joke not expecting an answer.

"My tongue," Sarah said with a laugh before kissing me.

"We'll take a ride tomorrow to my beach house where we can make love on the beach. I'll take you out to dinner, and then take you to this lesbian club where we can dance and be affectionate as we want in public without any shame," Sarah said before kissing me again.

I always saw myself as the faithful kind, and it shocked me how easy it was for me to cheat. It hasn't been a few moments since I was riding the girl before we were planning to do it again. Knowing that I shouldn't repeat what I did, I knew I would, and which lie to tell my husband. He wouldn't mind me if I had a girl's night out with her to say our goodbyes.

"We need to get ready now, or we will be late, but before we go, here's a little taste of what is to cum," Sarah said, as she kissed quickly down my body before spreading my legs apart and started licking my ...

... pussy.

I started moaning again from the pleasure that the girl's tongue was doing to me. Sarah showed me how good she was with her tongue and why she didn't need anything else to please me. The talented girl's tongue was bringing me to another orgasm, but she stopped before I could cum. I cursed her under my breath for her cruel tease and wanted her to return to my wet cunt.

We jumped back into the shower for a quick clean-up, but she kept pushing me off her. It wasn't that she didn't want my advances, but we would be late for the party if she didn't. My hands roam her body, squeezing her breasts and playing with her pussy while kissing her. It was hard for her to shower without me trying to have sex with her.

Sarah talked me into not wearing any undergarments with my dress and I felt deliciously naughty for doing so. The dress was so short that it made going without any panties a little exciting and showed a decent amount of cleavage. It was so soft against my naked flesh that I felt a stir of arousal rising deep inside me. I had never been this risqué before, and here I was going to a party without any underwear. This woman was bringing the bad girl out of me and got me to embrace my inner slut.

"I can't believe I am going commando in this dress. Have you ever done anything like this yourself? I have never dared to do anything like this in public, in the bedroom perhaps but never in public," I said with excitement as if I was discovering sin for the very first ...