The first time seeing you in person, I suddenly feel nervous and unsure of myself. You are quick to absolve my fears as I come into range, wrapping me...in your strong arms. Your lips brush along my earlobe as your voice fills me with delight; “Shall we get going in order to know one another more intimately?”I feel my body grow warm and my heartbeat quicken as I press a soft kiss to your cheek before nodding in want. Smiling against the top of my head, you place your hand in mine, pulling me. ”“Yes!” she moaned and pressed her face into my pussy.Her tongue licked through my folds. I shuddered at that first, wonderful contact of a new woman's mouth on my pussy. I watched the joy bursting in her eyes as she tasted pussy for the first time. I loved ushering a woman into lesbian passion.Men were wonderful. My husband was an amazing lover, but women were just so soft and sensual.No man could feel quite like this when eating my pussy. No stubble. Fingers dainty. There was an eroticism to. On my own for the first time in decades, my mind drifted back to my teenage years. So young and innocent, everything was so new and exciting. I tasted my young friend’s cock at a sleep over. I was so curious and that first brief encounter only made me want to experience more, only fueled my lust. My attraction to cock grow over the years, to the point where it was almost all I thought about. It wasn’t just sucking cock either, I dreamed of tasting cum also. Sucking and licking a man’s balls and. She pushed me away instinctively and slapped me hard. I was embarrassed and taken aback. I looked down wondering if I had rushed in. My cheek was stinging from the slap.Then I slowly looked up into her eyes again. This time I don’t know what came over but we both pounced on each other smooching and hugging. With her in my arms and engaged in a wild passionate kiss I moved her to the bedroom. We both fell on the bed kissing and feeling each other. I threw her dupatta away while kissing and.