Silvia and Megan Socializing Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Silvia and Megan Socializing Pt. 02

... Michelle turned out the light. We snuggled for a bit, then rolled onto our sides, with Michelle spooning me, and fell asleep. The morning was another day, and we would discover more about each other.

At around eight, I was awakened by Michelle's lips nuzzling my neck. I moaned long before opening my eyes. When I did, she was smiling at me.

"Good morning, sexy. How did you sleep?"

I grinned, "Better than in any other strange bed I've been in."

She continued, "Is that because you never sleep in strange beds or because you were worn out?"

I rolled onto my side to face her. "Worn out."

Michelle purred, "That's a good way to sleep too. I highly recommend it at least three times a week."

I laughed, "God, that would be nice."

Michelle kissed my face, "I think we could do it with a little planning. Maybe even four times. You game?"

I replied, "I'd love to try, that's for sure."

She kissed me and said, "I love a positive attitude."

I giggled, "It's one of my better qualities."

Michelle placed her fingers on my nipple and rolled it, "You do have some very nice qualities, my dear."

Michelle leaned over and began licking my breasts. I rolled onto my back to allow her to get to both of them easier. She moved closer and continued playing with them. When switching breasts, Michelle would ask me a question or say something yummy about me. I mumbled answers in between moans and compliments. When she asked if I enjoyed toys, I told her I'd only used one ...

... in my career as a lesbian. She wondered what it was, and I told her a strapless dildo.

Michelle paused and looked at me. "Would you like to try one with a strap?"

I moaned again as she reached down to pet my kitty, "Yes, I would. Suddenly, I'm in a very yummy mood. I assume you want to give."

Michelle licked my nipple. "You're very perceptive, my love. I like that."

I replied, "I try."

Michelle slipped out of bed and went to her walk-in closet. When she returned, I sat up and looked at her strap-on. It was pink and, I would guess, about seven inches long and maybe an inch and a half or two in diameter.

Michelle held it up for me to view, "Meet Francis. Will he work for you?"

I looked it over and up at her, then laughed, "Francis? You named your strap-on? Yes, he will, as long as you go slow."

Michelle grinned, "Yes, I named him. Doesn't everyone? I'll go slow until you say not to. Why don't you start rubbing, baby? I'll get this ready, and you can let me know what position you'd like."

I sat back against the pillows and rubbed as Michelle reached into her nightstand, grabbed the lube, and set it on the top. I watched as she slipped the harness on and adjusted the buckles. It was weird seeing myself with the strapless down in Costa Rica, but this was totally different. It was strangely sexy on her, and that helped get me wet.

Once Michelle had it on, she applied the lube to the shaft. I'd watched as Lloyd masturbated a few times when I was on my ...