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My eyes widened at Tina's words.

This is it. This is the moment I had been wrestling with all day. Did I just want to watch? No. Did I just want to fool around with Scott and let Tina fool around with him too? No. I wanted to have my own fun. And I wanted to have my own fun with Tina.

Even if I wanted to change my mind, Tina didn't give me the opportunity. The moment "fun" left her lips, she kissed me. The taste of Scott's cum was still fresh in her mouth as our tongues met, swirling and sharing the salty remnants of our efforts. Her hands were on me instantly, running up my sides, over my breasts, grabbing my ass. She was aggressive but not in a rough way. More in a way that let me know she wanted me and she was going to take me.

She broke the kiss then, locking eyes with me, slipped her robe off her shoulders.

My goodness

She was gorgeous. The kind of gorgeous you only see on the internet or in reality TV that you're certain wouldn't be real if you saw the person in real life. But Tina was real and she was real gorgeous. Up until this morning, I never considered doing what I was doing and especially not what I was about to do. Sure, I could recognize that a woman was pretty or beautiful or even hot, but I never felt sexually attracted to one before. I'm not even sure it was solely Tina that brought these feelings out of me. I think it was the wonder of it all.

What would it be like to kiss a girl? To feel another girls breasts (that seemed quite fun!)? To explore another girl's body... completely?

Knowing that it would make Scott's wildest fantasies come true also gave me pleasure. I loved making him feel so good and I liked the idea of letting another woman make him feel so good. I wasn't sure if I'd then want to make another woman feel so good and let her make me feel so good but here I was, ogling a stunning young blonde with tan skin, blue eyes, blonde hair, and two large, round, eye-popping breasts.

Tina must have seen the sparkle in my eye and the hesitancy on my fingertips as she once again initiated by stepping forward and kissing me again. I responded in kind running my fingers through her damp hair as I kissed her back. My hands roamed across her body, exploring her curves, tracing the lines of her toned back. We were a tangle of limbs and lips, our bodies pressing together in a passionate embrace.

I couldn't believe how natural it felt. I had been so worried about what I would do, how I would react, if I would even like it. But as Tina's guided us over to the bed, all of my worries melted away. We tumbled onto the bed, rolling around as our arms wrapped around each other, grabbing and groping while trying to find the right position. Eventually Tina won out and ended up on top of me. She broke loose of my grip and slid downward until her face was just above my chest.

"Oh, God," I gasped. I'm not sure if the words actually formed or if it was just a rush of air that left my throat as Tina scooped my breasts together and pressed them around her face. Her fingers brushed my nipples through the thin fabric of my dress. Her mouth kissed hungrily at the inner swell of my breasts, exploring my sensitive skin, pushing the strip of dress aside slightly as she worked her way up the full mounds. I helped her out, shrugging the straps off my shoulders and letting them hang loose. My nipples found the air briefly before Tina devoured them, sucking each one between her lips at a time while she raked her fingertips over the exposed one. Her teeth grazed my sensitive nubs, sending shivers down my spine. Past Tina, I could see Scott sitting on the couch, watching us intently with a look of pure disbelief on his face. The picture seemed to fade out of focus as I felt my dress slide down my hips and I looked down to find Tina pulled it past my knees.

I wiggled a bit to help her get the dress down the last stretch of my body, letting it drop to the floor at the foot of the bed then Tina sat up on her knees, reached behind her, unsnapped her bra, and let it fall onto my stomach.

I'd seen her breasts before on the beach and at the bar but watching them come into view from that sexy white bra, directly over top of me, was exhilarating. They were large and round, with perfectly placed, puffy pink nipples. She reached down and took my hands, bringing them up to her chest. I explored her perfect globes with my fingertips, feeling the smooth, taught skin and the heavy weight of her implants. I squeezed them gently, feeling their firmness and their unnatural shape. When Scott described them to me, he told me they felt different. Not necessarily better or worse. Different. And fun. A lot of fun. I could see why.

Tina leaned forward and dangled her breasts over my face, letting them brush across my lips. I stuck out my tongue and caught a nipple, swirling it around before sucking it into my mouth. I busied myself with her breasts, squeezing them, alternating between them, enjoying the look and feel of them then-

"Oh!" I moaned as I felt two fingers enter me. My body melted, pulling my lips unwillingly from her nipples as they slid with ease up to the knuckle. A jolt of electricity shot through my body as Tina's thumb joined the action, pressing against my clit. My arms wrapped around Tina, pulling her tight to me as her fingers began to pump in and out of me. My hips bucked against her hand, matching her rhythm.

I couldn't believe how wet I was. Tina plunged her fingers, pushing as deep as she could, sending me writhing and squirming on the bed. Another jolt of electricity shot through me as I felt her lips close around my nipple. I squeezed my legs together as the familiar feeling of an orgasm began to build.

Beyond Tina, Scott came back into focus. He was stroking himself slowly as he watched us. I could see the adoration in his eyes, the pure, unfiltered excitement of watching me, his wife, with another woman. He was so hard. The sight of his erection already standing firm, the flex of his bicep as he pumped his fist up and down his shaft, the gaze from his adorable blue eyes, and the knowledge that Scott was getting so much pleasure watching me sent a powerful surge through my body.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" I moaned as I lost control of my body. I grabbed at Tina, pulling and squeezing anything I could get my hands on - an elbow, a shoulder, her lower back... her ass. I squeezed her ass and pulled her into me hoping it would get her fingers deeper. I thrashed against her as she drove me over the edge. "TINA! AH! AH! OHHHHH!!!" I yelled out as my orgasm washed over me. Tina pressed her thumb hard against my clit, prolonging my pleasure. I bucked my hips, grinding against her hand as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me.

Tina slowed her motions as my orgasm subsided, eventually pulling her fingers out of me. I lay on the bed, panting and gasping for air, my body slick with sweat. Tina brought her glistening fingers to her lips and licked my juices from them. My legs were shaking as I propped myself up on my elbows, my entire body feeling like it was made of jello.

"So..." Tina began with a smirk. "How as it?"

I didn't answer her. The question flooded adrenaline back into my body. I didn't want to tell her, I wanted to show her. I sat up and kissed her then rolled us both over. Tina scooted up the bed, forcing my kisses to move down her body, over the large mounds of her breasts, down her toned stomach. The scent of her arousal grew pungent on my nostrils as I found myself face to face with the first vagina I'd ever seen this up close and personal.

It was beautiful. Pink and glistening like a flower on a spring morning. The scent was sweet and salty, an intoxicating aroma that made my head spin. I admired it for a moment, like a bee would admire a tulip, then I leaned in and touched my tongue to her folds. Tina moaned as I tasted her for the first time. The flavor matched the scent, surprisingly sweet, with a hint of salt that reminded me of how Scott tasted. I liked it. A lot.

I started exploring, using my tongue and fingers to discover what she liked. I was clumsy at first, but Tina was a patient and enthusiastic teacher, guiding me with her moans and gasps. "Right there," she'd say. "Don't stop. Oh, God, don't stop."

I was really getting into it. I extended my tongue, pressing it into her hole then dragging it the full length of her slip, trying my best to translate what Scott had done to me so many times into my own oral performance. I reached up and cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples lightly. Then I felt something press into me from behind - a fleshy bulbous something that split the folds of my pussy and clogged the entrance of my pussy like a drain stop. My eyes shot open at the sensation.