Chapter 7 of 16

Chapter 7 of 16: Erin comes alone for dinner with Hanna, then teaches Hanna the joy of lesbian sex. Hanna is overjoyed by this new sexual awakening. They FaceTime with their men to give them this news and are pleased to learn about the intimacy of their relationship.

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The next morning, I received a text: *Hi Hanna, it’s Erin. I would like to come over for dinner one evening this week. What day would be best for you?* I was pleasantly surprised. I enjoyed being with Erin and I was taken by her wanting to be with me again. I was concerned that she wanted to see me – without Ryan. Was there something going on between them that she wanted to tell me? Were they in love? Were they breaking up? Was she pregnant? If it was any of these things, Ryan would tell me – not Erin. Ryan tells me everything – even the things I don’t want to know.

I texted Ryan instead of calling him, knowing he may be busy – class or practice. I texted: *Hi honey, I got a text from Erin. She wants to come over to visit me for dinner one night this week. Is there something going on between you two?* A few minutes later, Ryan replied: *No Mom. Erin likes you and wants to spend more time with you. I like that too* I was still concerned and found it unusual. I texted Trevon: *Hi baby, I got a text from Erin. She wants to come over to visit me for dinner one night this week. Ryan is OK with that. Are you OK with that too?* Trevon texted back: *Yes. That’s nice. Erin is so sweet. She really enjoyed being with you* I texted back: *OK baby, I love you so much. Call me tonight?* He replied: *Love you too. Call you this evening.*

I texted Erin back: *Would love for you to come for dinner. How about tomorrow night – 6 PM?* Erin texted: *Yes, that’s great. I’m looking forward to being with you again. See you tomorrow!*

The next day, I went about my chores, thinking about my dinner with Erin later in the evening. I went food shopping so I could make a special meal for us. I did house chores and finished around 4 PM. I took a shower and shaved my body – paying extra attention to my public area, clitoris and vagina. I put on a loose short dress, with no underwear, I did my hair nice and took extra time applying my make-up to look more beautiful. I wondered to myself: why am I doing this? Erin was coming over for dinner and conversation. Was I expecting more than that?

I went downstairs to the kitchen to prepare dinner. I texted Trevon: *Erin arriving for dinner soon. I’ll call you after she leaves. I love you baby.* Trevon texted back: *Have a good time. Love you too.*

Just then, the doorbell rang. I went to the door, opened it and welcomed Erin inside. She was stunningly gorgeous, even more so when I first met her on Sunday. She was also wearing a loose dress, with a much shorter hem. I assumed like me, she wasn’t wearing underwear underneath. Her hair was done so nicely and she wore make-up. I was taken by her. I hugged her and noticed she was wearing perfume. “Erin,” I said, “you look so beautiful – smell so nice. I hugged her again and put my nose close to her neck to smell her scent. “Thank you Hanna,” Erin said. “Coming from a woman as beautiful and elegant as you is a real complement.

Then I noticed she had an overnight bag strapped over her shoulder. She placed it down on the floor next to the door as we went into the kitchen. I poured some wine and we drank as I prepared dinner. She insisted she wanted to help while I prepared the meal. With her close to me, brushing my side, touching my arm and my back as we drank and plated our meals, I felt a sexual energy that was happening between us. I wondered where this night was leading: Erin looking so beautiful, my extra attention to give my best personal appearance, Erin’s overnight bag, her gentle touches while in the kitchen.

We were on the second bottle of wine when we sat down to eat. I was still wondering to myself why she wanted to come over. “Hanna,” she said, “I have something to tell you. Ryan and I are in love. He told me later in the evening on Sunday, after we left your home. He gave me his jersey.” Finally, now I know why she’s here - to give me the great news. I was so excited, I got up from my chair and moved to give Erin a big hug and kiss. “I’m so happy for you both! Congratulations! I was hoping Ryan would get into a serious relationship. You do something that makes me feel so good inside when I’m with you Erin. I’m so happy for you both.” Erin blushed, then said “That’s so sweet Hanna. Thank you very much.” We’re going to wear our jerseys Saturday when we go together to the game. They’ll be playing the number three team in the country. A win means they go into the playoffs.” I wasn’t aware that I would be going with Erin to the game but was pleased that it was going to happen.

By the end of dinner, we were finishing the third wine bottle and both of us were tipsy. Erin helped my clean up and was starting to be more affectionate – with gentle touches and hugs. Feeling intoxicated and relaxed, I found it welcoming.

When we finished, Erin faced me, put her arms around my waist, and looked deeply into my eyes. “Ryan sent me here Hanna,” she said. “He wants me to teach you the joy of lesbian sex.” My eyes opened wide and my jaw dropped. I couldn’t believe what I just heard. I was in shock, numb, motionless, became lightheaded from her words and the wine. She continued, “Hanna, as I told you before, our men are star athletes, wanted by many women to lead them astray with temptation. We need to do whatever we have to do to keep them with us and in love with us. Our men love when their women have sex with other women. Our men will also want to have sex with other women. We need to be sure we’re with them when they’re doing it. This was a conversation I never realized would happen. It was certainly not something I thought about as I became romantically involved with Trevon.

“Hanna,” Erin said, “Let go of your inhibitions and let me pleasure you this evening.” She leaned in and gave me a soft and gentle kiss on the lips. I closed my eyes to feel the warm sensation and enjoyed the experience. She then said, “Come with me.”

Holding my hand, she led me into the living room and up the stairs to my bedroom. Once inside, Erin came to me, she lifted up her loose dress over her body to show me her nakedness - beautiful, fit, and hairless body with small, pert breasts.

She then helped me lift my dress up and off. We stood close – naked- facing each other. "Oh god Hanna, you're so beautiful," Erin murmured, cupping one of my breasts, thumb circling the peak. I arched my back. A whimper escaping me as Erin leaned in, taking the nipple into her mouth. She sucked gently, then harder, teeth grazing just enough to make me buck. Erin's other hand slid down, palming my ass, squeezing the firm flesh. With my aroused sensory overload, my hands were shaking as I began to use my hands to explore Erin’s body.

Erin led me to the bed, put me on my back, as she hovered above me. Erin kissed me again, then kissed her way down my neck, between my breasts, lingering to suck each nipple until they were slick and swollen. My breaths came in pants, my fingers threading through Erin’s beautiful blonde hair. "Oh Erin……. That feels so good." I said, my voice husky.

Erin continued, trailing kisses lower, over the soft skin of my belly. I was so relieved that I shaved myself smoothly before she arrived. My pussy lips were glistening with arousal, my clit peeking out - swollen and ready. Erin inhaled the musky scent, her own core throbbing. "Spread your legs Hanna," she said, voice commanding yet gentle. I complied, my knees falling open - exposing everything.

Erin started with her fingers, tracing my inner thighs, teasing the slick folds without touching my clit. I squirmed, my hips lifting. "Oh god Erin, that feels so good." Erin smiled, dipping one finger into my wet heat, finding I was soaked. She pumped slowly, curling to hit that spot inside me, while her thumb circled the clit in lazy loops. My moans started to fill the room, my pussy clenching around her finger. Erin inserted another finger as I gasped, stretching me with two, scissoring gently.

But Erin wanted more. She shifted down, positioning herself between my thighs. Her tongue flicked out, lapping at the juices coating my lips. I cried out, back arching as Erin's mouth sealed over her pussy. She sucked my clit, alternating with flat-tongued strokes, delving inside to taste deeper. My hands gripped the sheets, thighs trembling. "Erin..... Yes...... That feels so good honey!"

Erin worked me relentlessly, fingers thrusting in rhythm with her tongue, building me toward the edge. My hips bucked, chasing the pressure, my breaths ragged. "I'm close Erin...... Oh……. Please..... Don't stop." Erin hummed against me, the vibration tipping me over. I came hard, pussy pulsing, a gush of wetness flooding her mouth. I shuddered, my cries echoing as waves crashed through me.

Panting, I pulled Erin up for a kiss, tasting myself on her lips. "Your turn," she said, emboldened. We switched places where Erin was on her back while I was on my hands and knees – over her.

I was tentative, mirroring what Erin had done. I kissed her passionately, then kissed down her body, hesitating at her pussy. "Like this?" I asked, tongue darting out to lick experimentally.

Erin groaned, guiding my head. "Yes Hanna…. Just... explore." I grew bolder, lapping at her folds, finding Erin's clit and sucking clumsily but eagerly. Erin's hips rolled, pressing into my face as her pleasure built. "Finger me," she instructed, and I slid two inside, pumping awkwardly at first, then finding a rhythm. Erin's orgasm hit fast, a sharp cry as she clenched around my fingers, juices coating my chin.

Our lovemaking continued, our bodies entwined in every position. We scissored side by side, legs locked, pussies grinding until mutual climaxes left us shaking. I rode Erin's thigh, smearing juices, while she sucked my breasts. Exhaustion finally claimed us, we curled naked under the covers, My head on Erin's chest.

I wanted to go to sleep, but Erin said we needed to call our men. I said “Erin, Trevon knows you came for dinner, but he doesn’t know we had sex. I don’t know if he would like that.” Erin replied, “Oh Hanna, Trevon would be absolutely thrilled in knowing we had sex. Call him now…… FaceTime us…….. You’ll see.”

With great hesitation, I dialed a FaceTime call with Trevon. Trevon answered, “Hi baby, how are you?” Erin held the phone up so he could see us both together in bed. “Hi Trevon, it’s Erin. I’m having a sleepover with Hanna tonight.” At first he was shocked, and then he smiled. “Well……” he said. “What a pleasant surprise…… Are you ladies enjoying each other?” “See,” Erin whispered to me, “He loves it.” “Yes Trevon,” Erin said, she’s an amazing lover. You are very lucky to be in love with a woman like this.” “Yes, I am,” Trevon said. Then I said “And I’m very lucky to be in love with a man like you.” “Oh,” Trevon said, “that’s so nice. I need to go. It’s curfew and we need to get back to our rooms. I love you baby. Speak with you tomorrow. Bye Erin.”

She then held up her iPhone and FaceTimed with Ryan. He answered. “Hi baby,” she said, I’m here in bed with Hanna.” “Oh god!,” Ryan said, “That’s so fucking hot! Did you have sex already?” “No,” Erin said, “we both made love to each other. It was warm, passionate, sweet and gentle. None of this high-energy, raw, rough fucking you guys like to do.” “Did you enjoy it Mom,” he said, “are you spending the night together?” “Yes darling,” I said, “very much so. I hope Erin stays with me for the night. I really enjoy being with her.” I then went on to say, “Ryan, you are a very lucky man to be in love with such an amazing woman. You better hold on to his one and treat her right.” “We’re in love Mom, and I worship her. I’ll do whatever it takes to make her keep wanting me, and loving me.” We ended the call with kisses and I love yous. We both held each other as we fell off to sleep.

Morning light crept in, but I stirred first, tracing Erin's jaw, then a gentle kiss to her lips. "Last night Erin... was amazing" I said. "Making love to you was unlike anything I ever experienced before. You’re right Erin, it’s so different. A woman touch is so different and wonderful." We laid together for a few minutes more - holding each other, not wanting to let go.

I got up, a little hungover from the wine we drank last night and went into the shower. Surprisingly, Erin came in with me. It was a two-person shower, something Chuck wanted when he designed a two-person master bathroom when we married. She stood behind me, the water soaked us both, running in rivulets down her shoulders, over the curve of her pert breasts, dripping from her nipples onto my back. She grabbed for the soap, lathering it between her palms before pressing them to my chest. Her hands were everywhere - sliding over my breasts, thumbs circling the peaks until they ached, then down my sides, gripping my hips. I turned to face her, the water pounding between us, and kissed her hard, tasting salt and soap. My fingers dug into her wet hair, pulling her closer, our bellies pressing together, her pussy brushing my thigh.

"Hanna, you feel so good," she muttered, one hand slipping between my legs. Her fingers parted my folds, sliding through the slickness that had nothing to do with the shower. I was already wet for her, aching from the memory of last night, and she knew it - pumped two fingers inside me - slow and deep, curling them against that spot that made my knees buckle. I moaned, bracing my hands on the tile wall, the steam making everything hazy and hot. She kissed my neck, her free hand soaping my ass.

I returned the favor, grabbing the soap and working it over her hairless body - down her arms, over her flat and smooth stomach, then lower. My hand cupped her pussy, feeling the heat of her through the suds, thumb pressing her clit in firm circles. She bucked against me, a low moan escaping her lips. "Yeah, like that. Touch my clit harder," she said. We ground together, water sluicing over us, bodies slipping and sliding, breaths mingling in the steam. Her fingers thrust faster inside me, thumb on my clit now, and I felt the build-up coiling tight, but she pulled back just as I teetered on the edge. “Cum for me Hanna,” Erin said. “Let’s cum together.

I came first, breath heavy, moans, feeling weak in the knees but stayed steady. Erin let go of me, backed against the wall of the shower and spread her legs wide. I pumped her furiously with my fingers as she came. She put her arms around me and we hugged as she struggled to regain her composure. We kissed, and fondled each other until we turned the water off, stepped out of the shower and toweled each other dry.

I quickly put on Trevon’s jersey and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Erin. We kissed passionately at the door before she left for campus. She said she would be back on Friday to spend the night together since our men had a curfew the night before their big game. We would be wearing their jerseys when we go to the game on Saturday.