Samantha, who liked to be called Sam, and Judy had a lot in common. Both in their early forties. Both divorced, and both determined not to make the same mistake twice.
They had been friends now for about a year since Sam had moved into the apartment directly across the hall from Judy’s. Most days one or the other would pop into the others for a coffee or a chat. Once a week or so they would go to the pub together to join in the pub quiz.
The closest they had ever come to anything even slightly resembling sexual was a giggle and a slap on a bare arse in the sports centre showers. Even the goodnight kisses they had shared had been little more than the brushing of lips.
All that was about to change on the day when Judy opened her door to her friend.
“Come in Sam, I’ll put the kettle on,” Judy said and led the way to the kitchen. As she bent over to get two mugs from a low-level cupboard she gave a slight gasp of pain.
“What’s up, babe?” Sam asked.
“Pulled a thigh muscle yesterday playing squash.”
“Should know better at your age, old lady!” Sam laughed.
“Fuck off, bitch, you are the same age and you play badminton “Judy’s retorted.
“You have taken something to help?” Sam asked with genuine concern.
“Rubbed some ointment on it, but hasn’t really helped.”
“What you need, my girl, is a good massage.”
“I know, but both of the parlours near here are booked solid.”
Sam set down her coffee cup and said, “I used to be quite good; took a course on massage some years back. You want one, I can do it.”
“Really? That sounds good. Have you got the time?”
“Can do it this afternoon, have to pop to the shops for some oil. You dig out some towels and I will sort you out. Be here around two,” Sam said, kissed her friend and let herself out.
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“Hi babe, only me,” Sam called out as she let herself into Judy’s apartment. “Got some great smelling oils- you are going to love it.”
“Got the towels, where do you want me?”
“On the bed would be best, lay some towels on it, and get your kit off.”
Judy spread out the towels on the single bed in the spare bedroom.
“Thought it would be better on this one, you can move around easier than on my double,” Judy said as she took off her blouse and jeans.
“And the rest, babe- the oil gets everywhere. Don’t want to ruin that sexy underwear,” Sam giggled.
Without a trace of embarrassment, Judy slipped out of her bra and panties. Sam studied her friend’s body. Very similar to her own with largish breasts, a nice round bum, and maybe just a little too much weight on her tum.
“On your belly girl, let’s get to work on that leg, but first, a good all over massage to get you relaxed and warmed up.”
Judy gave a slight shiver as Sam poured oil on her spine and started to rub it in with her strong hands.
For ten minutes, Sam worked on her back, arms and legs until Judy was on the edge of sleep.
“Roll over, love; front needs some treatment, then we can give that thigh some deep massage. But first, both legs.”
For the first time, Judy felt a slight sexual thrill as Sam’s hands slid up and down the length of the front of her legs, stopping a few inches short of her neatly trimmed pussy.
Sam was also feeling the rise in sexual tension as she ran her hands up Judy’s legs. She noticed every time her hands approached the top of her friend’s thighs, Judy gave a sigh, and her muscles tensed.
Sam took the oil and poured some on Judy’s stomach and watched as it pooled in her belly button. Again she ran her hands from the top of her pubic bone to just under her breasts several times.
“Oh babe, that feels so good, so good, please don’t stop,” Judy whispered, her eyes closed in pleasure.
“You want me to do more of you, love?” Sam had noticed her friend’s nipples had hardened.
“Yes do anything you want. I am loving it.”
Sam had never touched any female tits, apart from her own. The feeling of the soft flesh, as she kneaded them, the soft groans from the woman beneath her hands as the nipples hardened even more from the stroking fingers was definitely arousing her. For the first time in her life, the thought of sex with another female came into her mind. To her surprise, instead of disgusting her, the effect was quite the reverse.
Sam reluctantly lifted her oil covered hands from Judy’s heaving breasts and grasped both ankles. Slowly and methodically she worked her way up both lower legs, then over the knees and onto the firm thighs. Here she stopped and poured more oil onto each leg and started to massage it in.
Further and further she moved her hands up her friend’s legs. For her part, Judy almost subconsciously parted her legs slightly as Sam’s fingers edged closer and closer to her cunt- a cunt that was begging to be touched.
With agonizing slowness, each stroke of Sam’s fingers came closer to the visibly wet cunt lips. The final stroke stopping the length of a fingernail away.
“Oh God, touch me, touch my pussy, touch my clit, I must have more. Please touch me!” Judy’s words were almost a sob as she pleaded for sexual satisfaction.
Sam looked at her friend, her chest was heaving, tits standing proud with hard nipples. Belly moving in and out, legs trembling, and her clit protruding from between the petals of its sheath.
Time seemed to stand still as she extended her index finger to just touch the tip.
The effect was electric and instant. Judy let out a loud, guttural groan, and her body jerked forward.
“Oh, my God! More give me more, for fuck’s sake, don’t stop, make me cum!” Judy gasped.
“Oh, you will cum babe, you will cum and cum for me. And I will cum for you. We both need this, I know we do,” Sam purred, as she started to rhythmically stroke her friend’s clit with the fingers of one hand, while the fingers of the other drove deep into her juice-dripping cunt.
Judy’s world was a Technicolor whirlpool of sexual sensations. Stronger than any man had ever achieved with his cock. Or she had achieved with fingers or toys.
“Cum, lover, cum for me, pour that juice, babe, I want it,” Sam said as her fingers sped Judy to a shattering orgasm.
Judy had never known such mixed emotions. As her orgasm ebbed away, Sam’s fingers continued to gently rub and probe her juice soaked cunt. She tried to analyse her feelings, a mixture of sensual pleasure, and a deeper one of love and gratitude towards her friend. There was one thing she was certain about, a burning desire to return the pleasure she had received.
Maybe it was the look in Judy’s eyes or a meeting of the mind. But whatever it was, Sam knew her own body would soon be in the throes of orgasm.
Neither woman spoke as Sam stood beside the bed and removed her clothing. Each garment that fell from her body increased the sexual tension between them.
Judy watched her friend with intense concentration and a growing sexual need. A need she hadn’t known existed in her. A need to bring another woman to an orgasmic climax.
“Lay down, lover, your turn. You gave me so much pleasure, I will try to give you the same,” Judy said as she moved off the bed and smoothed out the creased sheet.
Sam was only too happy to take her place on the scene of her first lesbian conquest and await her own encounter with female hands.
But Judy had other ideas. From her married life, the moments of the greatest sexual excitement have come, not from a man’s thrusting cock, but from his probing tongue. She was determined to give the same thrill to Sam.
Sam’s pussy was similar to her own, neatly trimmed, a covering of soft blond hair only enhanced the perfect shape of her wide cunt lips, and again, similar to herself, a protruding clit. Kneeling between her friend’s legs, she gently moved them apart and lowered her head between them.
Sam had had oral sex many times with men over the years. But the knowledge that the warm breath that sent a tingle through her was coming from a female mouth. The breath was followed by gentle fingers prizing her moist cunt lips apart, and the first touch of a warm tongue on her clit was one of the most sensual moments of her sexual life.
For Judy, the first taste of cunt juice was enough to have her own juices start to flow again. For her, clit and cunt licking seemed to come naturally, and far superior to sucking cock. She felt an almost uncontrollable need to satisfy the gasping woman that was laid, her trembling legs apart, welcoming her wet, probing tongue and fingers.
For Sam, who was used to wham bam, thank you ma’am type of sex favoured by her ex-husband, this slow, sensual way of arousal was a totally new experience- one she was determined to enjoy to its fullest. Every lick or touch from Judy’s tongue or fingers brought new delights to her. At this moment, she would have let her lesbian lover do anything she wanted.
For fifteen glorious minutes, Judy inched the twisting, groaning woman towards her orgasm. When Sam’s climax finally burst from her body, the huge amount of sticky cunt juice she produced caught Judy by surprise. The final moments of her climax were enhanced by the loud gulping and sucking sounds Judy made as she struggled to swallow the results of her handiwork.
When Sam finally opened her eyes, she saw her new lover, the source of her pleasure, looking up from between her legs. Her face glistening from the juice of the cunt she had just licked and sucked to orgasm.
Words were not needed as Judy slid her way up Sam’s body and lying on top of her, kissed her deeply.
Sam thrilled at the taste of her own juice as their tongues danced over each other.
“My God, Judy, where did that come from?” She asked.
Judy lifted her face and smiled at her friend. “It just happened lover, it just happened.”
