Vix's Licks Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Vix's Licks Pt. 02

... pussy and smeared her nipple with her honey, then inserted it back in my mouth. I loved her taste. I wanted more of it...

'Sit on me, Roo. I want more,' and she moved up over my face, bringing her source for me to taste again. I lost myself in the pleasure of being queened. I never tire of it, and it always turns me on to the point where an orgasm is just a finger stroke away, and that's exactly what happened. My tongue was enveloped in Roo's wet pussy, and I slipped my fingers into mine and came almost immediately.

I didn't stop what I was doing to her though and I brought her to orgasm much more quickly this time. She was obviously warming up. When her climax subsided, she rolled off me and lay panting by my side. 'Fucking briliant, Vix. Thank you.'

'Don't be thanking me!' I said, astonished. It was fantastic!' and I turned my head and kissed her cheek.

She smiled and rolled out of bed. 'Want something to eat? I'm starving.'

'I think you mean, something ELSE to eat,' I quipped mischievously.

She sniggered. 'Yes, something else. Just to put you on between meals...'

We dressed and went into her kitchen for a late, light lunch, then we sat on her sofa, drinking tea and learning about each other. I didn't know that Roo had moved to London from southern Scotland only a few years before, to find more session work, but it made sense. My dad had also moved to London, from the midlands, when he was younger, to be 'closer to the action.'

We talked about past ...

... girlfriends, and that's when it got embarrassing for me. I must've gone quiet, or evasive or something, because she said 'Hey, it's cool if you don't want to talk about it. You don't have to list your history if you don't want to.'

I briefly considered taking her up on that easy get-out, but in the end I decided to tell her. 'Well, I will tell you my history, but it won't be what you expect.'

'Oo, intriguing. Go on then.'

So, she listened avidly as I related the slightly weird, story of my sexual adolescence. I told her about Roy the boy, my lesbian dawn, my crush on Lindi (she chuckled), Kate Knight at university, fantasies about my mum ('for God's sake,' said I) and my search for an answer to my older woman fixation. At this point, she interjected.

'Are you sure I'm not too young for you Vix? After all, I'm only TEN years older...'

I smirked, but pressed on with my story. I wanted to get it in the open, and I was getting a certain amount of catharsis from telling it.

When I began relating how I'd found Olivia, and my exclusive couple of years of visits to her, Roo's eyes just went wider and wider. She gave a couple of sympathetic nods when I tried to explain how Olivia had kind of taken me over, sexually, but that it was entirely down to me, and not her fault, and she grimaced when I related the shock, and almost grief, I'd felt when she broke the news that she was stopping and that it was all over.

When I finished, I had tears in my eyes, and I searched ...