by Alex Madura
The dance floor was constantly full and it looked like most were dancing in groups rather than couples dancing, and as there were many more women in the room than men. This was an indication that we were not the only people in the city that night on a Christmas night out with their work colleagues.
Most of the dancers were women which didn’t surprise me at all as I've found women usually like to dance more than men anyway. After settling in with the first round of drinks, we all joined the others on the dance floor, and soon we were all mixing and dancing together. In between tracks we struck up conversations with some of the other women who were dancing and found that many of them did indeed work together and were out after a company dinner, the same as we were. As we were all in the same boat, we seemed to bond with these other party goers as we had a great time letting our hair down, free from the constraints of a home life, for tonight anyway.
It seemed we were all middle aged with spouses and mostly fully grown children, but one difference was that our group was mostly white and they were mostly black, a product of Birmingham being one of the most racially integrated cities in the country.
We continued to drink and dance, and after about an hour we were all like one big happy group of friends. The dance floor wasn’t that big, so when we all danced there was little room to move, causing us to make frequent body contact with other dancers. We were all bumping and occasionally grinding to the music, and I was enjoying the slight physical contact of these other women.
One of the ladies I had just met, Michelle, danced next to me for a few songs and we began to talk and get to know each other. We seemed to hit it off as we had quite a few similarities including being married with three grown up children. Michelle was a striking lady with rich, deep chocolate skin, a full head of thick black hair that hung in ringlets around her exotic face and dark brown eyes. She had high cheekbones, large almond shaped eyes, and with her thick hair I imagined she had some Asian ancestry, although she was as dark as the night.
Michelle was lively with a warm engaging outgoing personality, but her most striking physical quality was her somewhat large mouth with thick full lips that spread into the most infectious laugh and her smile displayed beautiful straight white teeth. She was really captivating when she smiled and laughed, and we were enjoying dancing and getting to know each other.
We'd casually bump and grind each other to the music and I was enjoying the contact and closeness of my new friend. Michelle also had the freshest scent with just a hint of vanilla from her perfume when I was close to her and it was layered with a slight muskiness, the combination was mildly intoxicating and I found myself wanting to be close enough to her so I could deeply inhale her fragrance.
The DJ was mostly playing old Motown tracks which was perfect for the age profile in the bar that night and towards the end of the evening when a slow song started, Michelle and I stood there uncertainly on the dance floor, as did most everyone else as most of us were women, until amidst some light laughter, everyone just seemed to pair up and slowly dance together and talk with each other as we danced.
Michelle looked at me and said, ‘shall we?’
I looked around a little nervously, and noticing others were also dancing, I said ‘why not,’ as we closed the short distance between us and put our arms around each other. Her eyes seemed to grow bigger as she approached while looking into my eyes and she lightly placing her hands on my hips.
Michelle was wearing a short tight skirt and it showed off her long muscular black legs and well rounded bum, and it was complimented by a low-cut sleeveless top that displayed her bountiful breasts with a generous cleavage on display. Her arms and shoulders were strong yet still feminine with the outline of her muscles softly visible beneath the smoothest silkiest dark brown skin. I felt a small jolt of electricity as my hands made first contact with her skin when placing them lightly on her bare shoulders as we began gently moving to the music. I couldn't help but notice the stark contrast of my lightly colored hand on her deep brown skin.
Michelle was a little taller than my 5' 9', and she was curvaceous and full bodied with wide hips, a round full bottom, and breasts perhaps a little larger than my full chest. We both still showed that we were mature mothers with a little more body than we had in our twenties, but we were also both in good shape for our age. I have long legs, narrower hips, and a small tight bum that my husband just loves to grip when making love. I wear lots of skin tight workout wear at home and my husband says he loves to watch my long strong legs and curves. I have light brown hair, blue eyes, and full sensitive breasts that my husband never neglects. Michelle and I must have been quite a contrasting sight dancing together.
Michelle smiled at me, leaned to whisper in my ear, and purred, ‘mmm, this is nice,’ as we then closed our bodies and began softly, slowly dancing as I would with my husband.
‘Very nice’ I whispered in her ear, ‘it’s definitely very, very nice!’
I had never danced with a woman in this way before, but her right leg naturally pressed between my legs and my leg between hers, and our breasts came together as our heads slid next to each other. Her hair lightly brushed my face, and as I took a breath her fragrance flooded my senses, still fresh and crisp but with a stronger hint of muskiness as if I was literally breathing her skin and hair. It seemed as though neither was leading, neither was following, but we were just moving as one in the dim lighting of the dance floor.
Whether from the drinks, the closeness to Michelle, or a combination of both, I began to get a little lightheaded, and a warmth began to spread through me as her fingers on my hips began to softly move to my back and then lightly stroke my upper buttocks while pulling me nearer, gently pressuring my pubic mound with her thigh. My hands were on the naked silken dark chocolate skin of her shoulders and it seemed so natural to lightly stroke her shoulders, and then wrap my arms further around her full body as my hands traced up her back, beneath her hair to her neck, and I began to lightly run the ringlets of her hair through the fingers of one hand as the fingers of my other hand lightly traced the dark skin of her long, graceful neck.
Michelle slowly turned her head to my ear, so close that I could sense her full beautiful mouth but couldn't quite feel it's touch, and she then whispered, ‘this is so nice,’ in a quiet sensual way. Her breath on my ear sent shivers radiating from my ear to my toes, and I felt a slight twitch in my pussy. Her mouth was so close to my ear that I could feel the warmth of her lips and my ear so wanted her to take it into her wonderful mouth.
The song ended too soon, and as we slowly and reluctantly separated, both looking into each other's eyes while still lightly holding each other, we both said, ‘wow’ at the same time, which made us laugh as we held hands to leave the dance floor together.
As we were making our way back to our tables, Michelle stopped and flashed me her beautiful smile and said, ‘hey, come with me,’ and before I could respond she began leading me by the hand to the far end of the bar and around the corner to the adjoining restaurant section that was now closed.
We found a series of small private dining areas now dark and deserted by the staff so we entered one of the private dining areas and stopped by the wall and she then turned toward me. ‘I hope you don't mind,’ she said, ‘but after that dance, I just didn't want to be around the others.’
‘Me neither,’ I said as we stood closely, looking in each other's eyes.
As my husband and I have aged together, we've opened up and spoken of our fantasies, watched porn, read sexy stories, and explored a variety of toys. As I suppose with most men, my husband's biggest turn on is to imagine two women together, with me being one of the women. I've never experienced another woman, but I have wondered what it would be like, tasting another woman with my mouth, licking her clit and parting the lips of her pussy with my tongue. My husband is a great pussy licker and I love him to make me come with his mouth and fingers, so I've wondered what it would be like from his perspective, with me maki
ng a woman come with my mouth and fingers.
We’ve watched a lot of fairly hard core porn together but my husband tells me that watching two women kiss passionately turns him on more than nearly anything and I've also wondered what it might be like to kiss the soft lips of another woman. We've fantasized together when making love about sharing with another person, sometimes a man, and sometimes a woman. Although we've never actually included another in our love making, I knew if my husband were here he'd be encouraging me now.
My back was against the wall and my hands were resting on Michelle's hips and hers went to my shoulders and our bodies closed like magnets, not quite touching as we barely held ourselves apart, as though our auras were joining. Our heads went alongside each other and we traced each other's faces lightly with our cheeks, noses, and lips, breathing in each other, until we finally could wait no longer and our lips quivered, barely touching. We began to lightly kiss and immediately I realised that her lips were so different from my husband's.
Michelle held still as I lightly kissed her large thick upper lip, tracing it with my mouth from one side to the other, very lightly drawing that thick beautiful lip into my thinner, smaller mouth. She began to lightly moan as I then moved to her lower lip, again lightly mouthing it as my smaller lips lightly engulfed her heavy yet silky smooth lower lip.
She could be still no longer as her moan increased and I then felt her full mouth start to move into a soft full partially spread lip pucker and then completely engulf my smaller mouth. I was motionless with my lips relaxed and very slightly parted as she began to perform magic on my mouth, lightly sucking my mouth into hers, moving her lips, softly devouring my upper lip, my lower lip, my full mouth, until I responded in turn and our mouths were working together on each other.
We kissed like this for what seemed an eternity, though I'm sure it was just a few minutes. We has still not using our tongues, but I could wait no longer. Her big full lips tasted so good that I had to discover what treasure and flavors the depths of her mouth held for me so I began to use the tip of my tongue to lightly trace its soft spongy fullness. Michelle moaned again as my tongue began to explore her mouth.
I then inserted my tongue more fully beneath her upper lip, parting my lips and reaching to tongue her beautiful upper teeth and gums. I knew then that I wanted to taste every corner of her mouth, and this was the beginning. My tongue travelled back and forth across her upper teeth, her gums, and the inside of her upper lip. Our breathing increased as occasional moans escaped from us both.
I needed more. I lightly held her face with my hands and tilted her head as I moved mine and we now hungrily mashed our lips together, our kiss growing in wetness as our mouths parted, allowing Michelle to fully accept my tongue into her sweet fresh tasting mouth.
My tongue was now fully buried within her mouth and Michelle seemed to have a wonderful technique and she seemed to be sucking my tongue as though she was trying to swallow it. I have never kissed anyone this way before and it felt like nothing I've ever experienced. I’ve always loved kissing, and my husband and I love to kiss while making love, especially while coming, but this was a very different experience. Kissing another woman was so different. A woman's lips are much softer, and the sheer naughtiness of it made it far more erotic and sensual than kissing a man, even my husband.
My tongue had been extended so long that I now had to withdraw it back into my own mouth, and Michelle's large thick and very long tongue followed like they were connected. I felt the tip of her sweet tongue entering between my lips and then slowly filling my mouth to overflowing. It felt really wonderful as she swirled it within my mouth and then began a slow in and out motion, and I began sucking her thick full moist tongue as though it was a small cock.
My husband sucks my tongue in the same way when he's buried in my pussy. I fuck his mouth with my tongue as he fucks my pussy with his cock, and Michelle was now fucking my mouth with her delicious tongue. My hands slipped down from her cheeks and I placed them on her magnificent breasts and gently started to squeeze and massage them.
Her arms encircled my torso and we were now squeezed together and our hands moved all over our bodies. I felt her strong arms pull me tightly to her, her strong hands massaging and gripping my back, and then moving to my bum, gripping a cheek in each hand as my husband loves to do, pulling my lower body into hers as we both began to subconsciously grind our pubic mounds together.
We continued our now deep wet open mouth tongue kissing and I now moved one hand to her large glorious bottom and began to squeeze and knead her flesh with my hand and I can honestly say that I’ve never felt anything like her arse before.
Our bodies were now very visibly moving together with our hands roaming up and down each other's bodies and our pubic mounds grinding together. At one point we began to slide our breasts from side to side against each other's chests, our nipples growing more sensitive as we rubbed our tits together. I would lovingly, yet forcefully hold her head in both hands with her hair trailing between my fingers to turn her head slightly to the side so I could feed my tongue as far into the depths of her mouth as possible.
My mouth was wet for her and she lapped my saliva back into her own mouth. I've heard of wet kisses, but I've never had one like this, I wanted to drink her into me. Our breathing and moaning had grown until we finally broke our kiss, looked at each other with wide 'I want you now' eyes, and I asked her, 'can you come to my hotel room?'
'Oh yes,' she answered.
We disentangled, straightened ourselves up and headed back to our respective tables to quickly gather our things and I told my colleagues it was getting late and I was leaving. Michelle and I left the building separately and it was very cold as we began the short walk to my hotel arm-in-arm.
As we were walking, Michelle asked me, 'have you ever done this before?'
'No, I haven't,' I replied, 'have you?'
Michelle said, 'no, but I want to with you!'
'Me too,' I said ‘don’t ask me how, but it feels so right.’
We soon entered the hotel and headed to my room and as soon as we entered the room we both instantly grabbed each other and resumed our kissing frenzy. Her amazing mouth travelled to my ear and her tongue began to probe it, something that has always turned me on.
After a good few seconds of that she then moved her thick lips onto my neck, licking, nibbling, and sucking my entire neck causing me to physically shiver. The electricity of her touch and her rich sensuous vanilla scent that flooded my nostrils combined to inflame my senses.
It was then my turn, I was so desperate to lick her skin and I licked the full length of her long jet black neck with my tongue, up and down, tasting her fully, and I hungrily licked and sucked at her chocolate skin and neck muscles until she broke away with a squeal.
We took off our coats as the heat of the room kicked in and I then took Michelle's hand and led my new friend, soon to become my female lover, to the waiting bed.
Michelle sat on the edge of the bed before I gently pushed her back to lie flat on the bed covers and I wasted no time in straddling her, anxious to feel her body beneath mine. I ran my fingers through her hair and she reached up and grabbed my hair too, pulling my face to hers before gently probing the inside of my mouth with her tongue.
I sat up to try and gulp in some air and Michelle took my hands and placed them over her breasts. I had never touched a woman's breast before, at least not in this manner. I could feel her warm and soft milky breasts moving under my palms. I looked at Michelle, my eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights and saw her smoldering eyes gaze back at me.
'Come here,' Michelle whispered and pulled me close until I was leaning over her. 'Kiss me.'
As if in slow motion I leaned down until my lips were inches from Michelle's. I closed my eyes and moved down. 'Mmm,' I moaned when I felt Michelle's soft lips under mine. My tongue came out of my mouth. Michelle moaned as my tongue once again touched her lips. She opened her mouth wide to take
it inside, and we were again kissing passionately.
I was aware of my saliva draining from my mouth and into Michelle's. I felt Michelle swallowing, drinking it down. Then I felt her tongue pushing back on my own. I let it in and sucked her tongue hard. Our mouths continued exploring each other's faces and lips. I couldn't believe how soft Michelle felt under my lips and fingers and I found my hands wandering over her body.
I felt Michelle's breathing increase as I began to caress her nipples through her clothing, feeling them harden even more under my touch. I gazed into her eyes as my fingers slowly undid the buttons on her blouse, baring her magnificent cocoa skin to my eyes and fingers. She leant up on her elbows and I unclasped her bra, freeing the soft globes of her full dark bosom and jet black of her areolas and nipples. My hands went to her full mounds, filling each hand with an overflowing soft full female breast other than my own for the first time.