Bob, Sue And Anita’s Holiday Romance – 3 free porn video

Although this could be read as a standalone story, it may be easier if you read the previous chapters.

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Two nights running Bob had returned to his wife Sue late, she being bedridden with a migraine in their holiday apartment. So far Bob had successfully managed to convince her that he befriended some lads on a stag weekend that got him into a foam club party and that yesterday he had met this lone young female as part of a surf lesson. All to explain away his dalliance in a holiday romance that even he struggled to explain to himself.

Sue awoke him on the third morning of their holiday, bright and breezy, free from her migraine and keen to undertake her holiday clothes shopping that she had as yet been unable to do. Upon hearing of Bob’s plans for yet another day of surfing with his young lady friend, Sue decided to join them for breakfast.

However Bob knew Sue all too well, knowing full well that Sue and Anita will click immediately, so thought it best to warn Anita. Texting her, “Sorry love, Sue is ok & wants to meet you for breakfast. Meet us in the same cafe at 9. Wear normal shopping clothes as Sue has decided on having some retail therapy today and I am 100% sure that once she meets you, she will invite you to join her. See soon Bob x”

Anita was nervous, so she decided to be late, to make an entrance and to save her stomach butterflies.

Bob was even more nervous as they walked to the cafe. Sue was hard to talk out of something once she had set her mind on it. He was still hoping she would go shopping on her own and leave him and Anita to surf together just for one more day. They reached the cafe on time but no Anita Bob’s heart sank thinking that maybe she has given today a miss. They chose a table outside, moving the table’s umbrella to give them some shade.

Bob grabbed some menus and as he sat back down Sue nudged him “is that her?” she said, nodding down the street outside. Looking up, he saw Anita walking confident down the street towards them, sunglasses on, hair flowing behind her, wearing an orange print summer dress, with matching deck shoes, with a small handbag. Anita wore a smile a mile wide, which hid her inner feelings, as she was terrified, not wanting to make a mistake that could ruin Bob’s marriage.

Anita saw Bob and waved, confirming Sue’s assumption. Bob’s heart leapt, relieved she had turned up. As she arrived at the table Bob stood and made introductions, “Anita, this is my wife Sue, Sue this is Anita.” Sue and Anita shook hands smiling and Anita sat at the table opposite Sue.

“I thought you said she was pretty Bob” stated Sue “She’s not, she is bloody stunning!” she smiled “you also said she wore glasses.”

Anita blushed ”Sorry, I use them as a repellent so I don’t get pestered when I want to be left alone, I don’t need glasses, they aren’t pre***********ion, they make me look intelligent, it scares men, well all except for Bob!” she said as she slipped her sunglasses onto her head chuckling.

Well, that was it, Sue thought she was marvellous. They got on like a house on fire, the ordered breakfast and the three sat chatting, although Sue did most and in 10 minutes found out almost everything there was to know about Anita. She was 24, went to college, she is a hair stylist in London, earns more than the pair of them in a year, her sister emigrated and married in the USA with 3 kids, the list of information was almost endless.

Sue loved her hair and dress sense and was already asking Anita to do something with her blond hair bob haircut, almost booking an appointment. She soon also dug down into her reason for being single and wasn’t as shocked as Bob when Anita’s bi-sexuality was discovered “Bob, you are useless, you never explained” she scolded, whilst Bob just shrugged and smiled at Anita apologetically, hoping it wasn’t too embarrassing.

It also relieved Bob that Anita left out the comment on liking big stiff cocks inside her.

“Well, as bi-sexual you would still just love our Steve, he’s our son, he’s also 24, tall and handsome, he has a great job but never seems to meet anyone special” Sue said then went on about all his positives to Anita encouraging her to visit Bob and Sue in their hometown of Bristol. Telling her all about the up-and-coming weekend-long harbour festival, offering that `Steve’ could show her around with all its attractions.

“Oh now Sue, stop match making, Anita doesn’t need any rebound relationships” said Bob, not sure how their son would react to a transgendered girlfriend, let alone knowing his dad had already been there. Sue chastised him back and then once again the conversation turned to lighter threads.

Breakfast was over and they were still chatting, Anita was now relieved and relaxed, Sue was no monster, she was more of a big sister which was a relationship Anita missed with her own being so far away. Sue’s hair being in a bob was a little old-fashioned for her personality.

Anita could see why Bob loved Sue, she was pretty and when younger she must have been a real catch for him. She was still very attractive, lively, outgoing, and bubbly. Her face showed her age but not her body, her own blouse and skirt fitted her nicely showing a small frame. A little plump but not fat with nice rounded breasts.

All three were all enjoying the conversation criss-crossing the table, sat in the morning sun, Anita being as much a part of it as Bob or Sue. Anita was elated, thinking `was this what a real relationship between parents or best friends is like?’, she was more use to discussions of where her sex partner’s cock or strap on was going next or whether he or she could join them or how many cocks she preferred in one group, not this light-hearted, warm, friendly banter.

Sue was in her element, enjoying having another woman to chat with. Anita was stunning, very attractive with her colourful flowing hair, lovely breasts and long legs. If Sue were a man her age, she would be asking Anita for her phone number. Sue was also jealous of Bob, having found her first and spending yesterday with her. But it was more than that; her maternal nature had kicked in also, wanting to support and help Anita after her breakup.

Before they knew it, they had finished; the table was now empty having been cleared and Sue ordered a round of morning coffee for them all, frustrating Bob who was quietly trying to pick his time to suggest that it was time he and Anita make their way to the surf school but Sue beat him to it.

Sue yearned for her opportunity for Anita’s company to last longer, saying, “Oh Anita, come shopping, join me in some retail therapy? I’d love your company, more importantly I need advice from a young woman. Be my personal shopper and stylist plus I think you need a bit of retail therapy yourself too after your bad news and spending an entire day with Bob. “

Sue barely paused for breath, not letting Anita the chance to give a negative response “Come shopping it will help cheer us both up, plus I have Bobs credit card too, so don’t worry,“ she finished with a hearty laugh “the sea will be there later, it’s not going anywhere and Bob doesn’t want to come shopping with me, he just tut’s and moans sulking behind me.”

Anita now felt she was caught between a rock and a hard place, looking at Bob and his `puppy dog’ eyes look, she would love to spend another day with him but Sue was lovely and Anita loved the idea of spending the day with her own newly adopted big sister and maybe after all she needed a little retail therapy.

Bob, realising he had lost admitted defeat “No, she’s right Anita, I am useless at shopping, you would be doing us both a favour and I think you would both enjoy it far more. We can meet up for a late lunch and either surf late afternoon or tomorrow, the holiday isn’t over yet it has barely just begun.”

Both Sue and Anita squealed in delight, Anita was pleased with Sue’s reaction, she seems so genuine and she felt relaxed and at ease with her. They finished their coffees, so it was time to make a move.

Sue stood up and gathered her sunglasses, hand-bag, and phone, She leaned over and kissed Bob on the lips “see you later, I’ll text you when we decide we want to meet up or just rest for a beer,” then just quietly to Bob,” Bob she’s lovely, like the daughter I always wanted.”

Sue walked round to Anita, who stood, and they had a big celebratory hug. Sue felt a tingle of titillation as they hugged, feeling Anita’s small breasts against hers, her mind cast back to her younger years and felt a brief twinge in her panties.

Anita collected her small handbag, smiled and said to Bob, “Thanks, I’m sorry to leave you on your own but maybe we can surf later this afternoon, see you later”. She wanted to hug and kiss him, but slyly gave him a wink instead, turned to join Sue as they wrapped arms together and left the cafe.

Bob yearned to kiss her goodbye, but not with Sue present. He watched them disappear into a boutique and got up to wander down to the beach to the surf school.

Sue and Anita’s friendship just grew with each shop they visited, as Sue asked for advice and fashion direction, the pair chatting, comparing ideas, accessories, laughing and chuckling, holding hands, hugging arms and soon they were carrying assorted branded bags with new sandals, soft shoes and a top for Sue, and a nice top for Anita.

Any time any hunky male or suitable female passed Sue would interject into any train of conversation, point them out and recommend them to Anita, or asking her what type of female she preferred or what attracted her to men or women.

They entered a large clothes boutique and were looking at the summer dresses they had seen in the window. Sue found the right rail and held one of the dresses up against Anita “Anita, this would just suit you, you would look lovely in it, it would also be a nice evening dress, but they only seem to have larger sizes,” she then beckoned over one assistant asking “do you have any of these in my daughter’s size in the back, the rail only has larger sizes?” Anita blushed loving the “daughter” label feeling it was a compliment.

The assistant fussed over Anita, hanging various sizes in front of her and asking Anita her size and preferences in a flirtatious manner. She stepped over to another rack and produced a slightly better dress in an electric blue colour, which had her size. As the assistant held it up to Anita, she brushed her hand across her breasts and was very flirtatious. Anita had already realised what was happening, enjoying the additional attention.

Sue also realised and stepped back to give them some space. But seeing the game being played out also felt jealous, Anita was hers and it stirred long-suppressed feelings from college.

Both Anita and Sue agreed this new dress was much better, with the assistant running out of any further excuse to flirt. Despite offering further help, she finally turned and left, leaving Anita holding the dress, smiling at Sue.

“Oh my god Anita, I may be straight but she was all over you, she is pretty, ask her number or where she will be drinking tonight” Sue gasped.

“No, Sue, I appreciate your noticing all these possibilities and yes she is pretty, but it isn’t as easy as that,” Anita tried to explain.

“Surely nothing has changed since my day, you are single, find out if she is, have a drink, no promises, no guarantees but you may find the right person for you in the search, you are too lovely to sit on the sidelines like a spinster,” Sue said coming up to Anita smiling, holding her hands.

“I assure you I would love to, but it just isn’t that simple” Anita whispered back, frustrated. She wanted to share her secret with her, would she would support her, like her own sister all those years ago; she wanted Sue to see her too and gain Sue’s approval.

“How can it be? You’re both young and pretty, although you are almost out of her league” Sue replied.

Frustrated, Anita grabbed Sue’s hand and walked her to the changing rooms at the rear of the shop, “I’d like to try this on” she told the assistant guarding the entrance, showing her the blue dress.

“I’m sorry, but only one person in the changing rooms” she said.

“Madam, IF I want to buy MY daughter one of these expensive dresses, I WANT to be sure it fits” Sue commanded, still holding Anita’s hand and waltzed into the changing rooms with Anita trailing behind smiling. Anita loved this. Twice now Sue had inferred that she was her daughter, she was the best big sister ever. Anita wanted to share her secret with her now, hoping she would support her, like her own sister all those years ago; she wanted Sue to see her too and gain Sue’s approval.

Sue headed for the largest of the 3 changing rooms they stepped in and closed the long thick curtain across the doorway, hiding them from prying eyes. It had mirrors on 3 sides and Anita pulled her dress off over her head and hung it on a hook, revealing her naked except for a nice white lace low cut bra and some nice lace panties. Before she knew it, or Sue had seen the slight bulge in her panties, Sue was slipping the electric blue dress over her head and zipping her up at the rear.

“Oh my, that is lovely on you, fits perfectly, the blue really suits you” Sue said

“That’s not why we came in here” whispered Anita and she looked at herself in the mirror, very pleased with what she saw, Sue was right, the dress was lovely and it suited her. But just as quickly she unzipped herself and pulled it back over her head, to see Sue looking disappointed and puzzled.

“So why did we come in here then” Sue asked back in a stage whisper.

Anita hung the blue dress up, stood in front of Sue, who was admiring her breasts. Up to now Sue had tried not to look at her cleavage but now she was standing there in her bra, in all her beauty, close enough to touch, Sue felt a yearning, an attraction, her long-suppressed feelings rose once more and along with it that tingle in her panties that she didn’t want.

“I wanted to show you why no relationship is simple for me” she nodded downwards as her hands dropped to her panties and one hand pulled the front of her waist band down and the other tucked in and flicked out her limp dick and balls over the top.

“oooh,” squealed Sue, her one hand shot over her mouth to stifle herself. Her eyes popped out of her head over the top of her hand. Sue took a step back, with her back was against the wall, so she could drink in this beauty in one and absorb this new data, her beauty and gather her thoughts.

Stood before her was a beautiful woman, hair draped over her shoulders, lovely rounded breasts held in her bra, with an hour-glass figure: but instead of an empty VW Beetle bonnet there hanging was a limp, nicely shaped, smooth cock and balls.

Sue felt a flood of emotion, a desire, her age old repressed feelings didn’t cater for this new, revised option, here was a beautiful female form but with the phallus she preferred, she had never considered this as an option in all her wildest dreams but here it was. She had already grown to love the person and personality inside, so this was just the icing on this wonderful cake.

Again Sue felt stirrings between her legs, that familiar twitch and ache, normally reserved only for Bob.

“Can I touch it?” she mumbled through her hand, her desire winning the battle over her brain.

Anita dropped her hands away from her panties and stepped closer, Sue reached out with one hand tentatively, as if the sausage was going to bite. She held it softly between her thumb and forefinger and lightly rolled it. When it throbbed into life, she pulled her hand away in shock and looked up to Anita. Her mind raced with emotion and possibilities.

“I think I can understand - does Bob know?” she quietly asked, eyes burning

Anita wasn’t sure how to answer she didn’t want to say anything to incriminate him, nor lie to her new big sister but slightly blushed.

“Hmm I’ll take that as a yes.” Sue said sternly, then asked “so I can understand how you get on with girls, but what about the boys” gasping as she finished, her imagination completing the picture and realised what that meant and her naivety. “Does it hurt?”

Anita felt she didn’t need to hide anything further from Sue, stood there exposed in front of her, hoping and yearning for her continued friendship “Well, the first time was rough I was young and still male. It was a friend I thought I could trust but it was really rape. It did hurt a lot, but now I love it, it is invigorating, exciting, sensuous” she paused wanting validation from this lovely middle-aged woman, her guard dropped “and I do like men’s cocks, especially inside me” Anita responding, suddenly realising that this may be a little too much information for Sue, whose mouth was now wide open in shock.

Then quietly and slowly Sue asked, already having added two and two together, “Has my Bob been inside you?”

Anita stood there, she had’nt been prepared for this. She felt that she had been tricked in some way, as she had gone and done what she hadn’t wanted to do. How could she? She was dumbfounded not knowing what to do. All her previous experience was with polygamous sexual partners who didn’t care who she was shared or sharing with and wasn’t expecting to be put on the spot. Neither did she want to lie to her new big sister and she blushed a deep red.

Sue quietly slowly spoke out each word “I will take that as a yes!” her eyes now bulging. Then she sternly commanded Anita to get dressed.

Sue didn’t speak further, her mind racing with missed emotions, mixed jealousies on several levels, anger and a long-lost disappointment.

Anita pulled back on her original dress, they walked out with their bags and Sue took the blue dress to the till and paid for it with Bob’s credit card, barely speaking to the cashier. Then as they walked out of the store, Sue said sternly to Anita, “I need a coffee and time to think,“ then as Anita opened her mouth to talk “DON’T say a word until I have had a chance to think. Please.”

It terrified Anita; she was heartbroken her newfound friendship with both Sue and Bob was in jeopardy. Her chance at a long lost parental relationship was gone, her holiday romance with Bob and now her newly blossoming sibling relationship with Sue, all gone. Worse of all, possibly Bob’s marriage to Sue was at risk. She felt sick in the bottom of her stomach.

Saying nothing further, Sue stormed down the road back towards a cafe they had passed earlier. Sue’s mind and body was a whirlpool of emotions and regrets, trying to pinpoint where her jealousies and fury lay.

They entered a nearly empty cafe, Sue ordered two cappuccinos. While she paid and waited, she pointed at an isolated table at the rear of the cafe for Anita to sit and wait, despite everyone else sitting outside in the sun. Sue got the drinks and sat down opposite Anita on the small round table. She still hadn’t spoken since the revelation in the changing room.

Anita gulped terrified, all the way from the changing room she felt sick and had a knot in her stomach. She hadn’t set out to upset anyone else’s marriage; she wasn’t used to these monogamous relationships and their jealousies. “I’m sorry if you are angry with me” Anita said, not knowing what to say.

“I’m not angry at you, I am furious with Bob. After nearly 30 years of marriage and he decides to leave me this way, how many other times has this happened that I don’t know of?” Sue said.

“Bob clearly loves you, he mentioned you in his second sentence to me, every other sentence since has been a connection to you, every single one has been complementary or positively describing you, not once has he said anything negative.” Anita tried to make amends.

“But how can I compete with you, you are stunningly beautiful?” Sue said exasperated.

“But you’re not in competition with me; Bob loves you and cares for you dearly. Several times he asked me for advice, because he doesn’t want to leave you he wants to improve his relationship with you”

“How? By having sex with a younger model” Sue replied stifling a sob.

Anita repeated and explain everything she and Bob had spoken of, how he wanted Sue to see herself, how he did. For Sue to wear sexy underwear and be romantic, but above all to enjoy and be confident in having sex again.

Sue still frustrated and still trying to argue her point when something dawned on Anita “Sue, are you really just angry at Bob or jealous?” leaving that hanging in the air as Sue digested the question, knowing that Anita had come to the same conclusion as her.

Sue sobbed into her hand and after a long pause wanted to tell Anita the secret she has avoided and had never told anyone, barely admitting it to herself “It’s not fair, my first love was my gym teacher. She was stunning, twice a week for a double period, in a tight blouse, gym skirt and virgin white gym pants, I worshipped her, I used to have to run to the toilets to relieve myself as soon as we finished. I never believed anyone could masturbate so much. I’ve always loved women’s figures, their hair, lips, breasts and buttocks; I just don’t like their pussies. I used to find my brother’s porn magazines or lingerie catalogues and masturbated as they did over them, just so long as I couldn’t see the model’s pussy lips.“

Sue gulped and after Anita sharing her secret, she too wanted to share further but not sure whether she was brave enough to step over that line in the sand, that taboo that she had repressed since school “Whilst shopping with you, I desired your touch, fantasising what it would be like with you, with only the thought of you having a pussy stopping me. Then I find you have a cock I’ve been wet ever since, but disappointed that Bob got their first,” she looked down ashamed, as if she had just admitted to murder.

Anita surprised and excited at the revelation, a chance for a reprieve, something to rebuild what could have been lost in that moment, she felt an excitement that put Sue in a new light, stirring her own loins, feeling an excitement only a holiday romance can bring “Sue, you lovely thing you, I think I understand. Can I ask, would you like me to fuck you?”

Sue looked at Anita, feeling that she had already stepped over one small subconscious line in the sand and here was the opportunity to step of over another, to cross a line of taboo, with a woman, outside of her marriage and once over that line she couldn’t go back, but if she didn’t would she always look back in regret, to live again with more repressed memories and regrets.

If she was to cross that line here was the one person she would want to cross it with, here and now sat in front of her, blushing Sue bit her lip and slowly nodded her positive response, whispering “is that wrong?”

Anita smiled, Sue looked very sheepish but now it was out in the open, yes she wanted to fuck this lovely, slightly chubby middle-aged woman that made her laugh, filled a long lost, empty part in her soul and above all made her feel happy and confident about herself, she had screwed people for a lot less.

Anita looked into her eyes, held her hands and smiled “No my little lovely big sister, my holiday apartment is near, come on, let’s pop your cherry” Anita smiled watching Sue’s reaction of her face lighting up then looked sheepishly embarrassed. They drank up and left the cafe, arms in arm with renewed vigour and headed to Anita’s apartment.

Once inside Anita’s apartment the girls initially flaked out on the sofa, bags spread out before them. Then Anita got up, making the excuse to use the loo, asking Sue to make a cup of tea. As Sue sorted the kettle and teas out, unsure of how this would pan out, never having made out with a girl before.

Sue heard Anita enter the loo, after a short while the flush and then an inordinate time washing her hands. But Anita didn’t return immediately. Sue poured the tea and placed each of the full cups on the two small tables at either end of the sofa.

“So what do you think?” Sue heard Anita’s voice from the doorway. She looked up and gasped. Anita was wearing the same lingerie that she had seduced Bob with.

Once again Standing provocatively framed in the doorway, in her black lace stockings that accentuated her leg length, stretching high up, almost to her maker’s nameplate, with self-holding tops, hip-high black see-through bra and knickers diving in a vee to her cute little sausage, which was only just tucked in what little material there was.

Sue’s mouth dropped open, gasping she said “You are beautiful Anita and so fucking sexy.”

Here after all these years was her gym teacher stood before her in all her glory. Her athletic figure even her hair, her cleavage and pert nipples, just as she had seen through those gym tops. All Sue’s old long-repressed emotions flooded back now, along with that lustful yearning, deep inside her bonnet that grew like the damp patch in her panties.

The age-old barrier disappeared, smashed away with the vision of that perfect little cock tucked inside Anita’s panties, the once undesirable fruit being replaced by what she desired, here it is now, in front of her, Sue longed to pluck that fruit, to kiss and caress Anita’s body and have her take her, to impregnate her, for another woman to be inside her.

Anita stepped into the lounge, raised her arms up above her head clasping her hands together, revealing her shaved all over body excluding her hair, slowly rotating, exaggerating her hip as her weight shifted from one foot to the other. She was wearing the same panties open at the rear, cupping each cheek, showing off her beautifully exposed rounded rear.

“Ooo” Squealed Sue, “you are so fucking fuckable, your hair points down to those beautiful cheeks of yours”. Anita smiled and rotated to face her and stepped across the room using her fashion cat walk in 4” high shiny black heeled shoes, until she stood before Sue, who was staring at her little sausage tucked into her tiny panties.

”Oooo I could lick you all over”. Sue said, her panties were soaked with her lust for Anita, she felt electric with anticipation and yet, never having gone to first base with a woman, terrified she would crash and burn.

Anita also yearned for Sue, she wanted her to go where her sibling sister never, she now felt a desire for this middle-aged woman, not just lust but after the shopping and sharing this morning, a holiday romance. Anita dropped her hand, went to the waistband of her knickers and tucked it down, allowing her little shiny hose and tight ball sack pop over the rim in front of Sue’s eyes.

“Here is the best place to start Sue, don’t worry, I’ve just washed it and rubbed some flavoured lube on it, so you have to suck it to find out the flavour,” Anita quietly said.

Sue wasn’t sure, she had never had a cock in her mouth before, but this was different this was her repressed fantasy. Bob’s cock scared her with its size and all that hair just put her off, even naked and limp it she desired this cock and she desired Anita’s body like no woman before, a woman that reminded her of her long-repressed memory, she wanted to have carnal knowledge of her body and longed for her to fuck Sue’s brains out.

Sue felt the urge to step over yet another line in the taboo sand, to do something she had never had before and may never do so again. She lowered her head in and wrapped her lips around it, for it to drop onto her tongue. It was warm and had a nice taste to it “Mmmm Strawberry” she mumbled.

Sue found she wasn’t repelled or disgusted by this warm floppy member in her mouth. Initially she took little sucks and lapped it around in her mouth with her tongue. She loved the way it was gradually filling and growing as an acknowledgment she was having the desired effect on Anita.

Sue held onto Anita’s nylon-clad thighs and bobbed up and down the growing shaft’s length, starting to suck more and salivate onto it. Rather than just exciting Anita, Sue found that she was turned on by her own performance, the taboo. The thing she would normally reel in disgust about. She found it to be incredibly erotic, feeling that her nipples, breasts, and vagina, were now aching for Anita’s touch.

“Ooo MMmm Sue, that is so nice, your lips are so soft” Anita encouraged” keep sucking, lick my balls”. Anita rested her hands onto the top of Sue’s head, stroking her finger through her hair softly. Finding the affections of this woman, who was leaping over her lifelong barriers, a huge erotic experience, enjoying her and wanting her.

Sue could slide all of Anita’s near stiff cock inside her mouth, drop her lower lip and stroke her tongue along Anita’s small bald balls. Anita was now filling her mouth Sue was shocked to find herself being excited and turned on by having a cock in her mouth. Hearing Anita moaning softly spurred her on to suck harder and keep filling her mouth with Anita’s rock hard shaft.

Sue’s mouth popped off Anita’s shaft, using her one hand tilted Anita’s shaft higher, sucked and licked all around her naked ball sack, then slid her lips along the shaft to pop its head back in her mouth, tickling the head with her tongue. Sue’s pussy was now aching for some direct contact; she was now sat in soaking wet panties.

Sue pulled her head back, her mouth popped off Anita’s rod, looked up and said “Ohhh you’re so hot” Sue blushed, never having said such a thing to another woman before. She stood up and French kissed Anita deeply and passionately, before she could refuse, her hands on Anita’s rear pulling her in, so she could feel her warm shaft on her.

“Mmmmmph” Anita moaned, enjoying Sue’s sweet soft tasting mouth, now with a hint of strawberry. She pulled back from the kiss smiling & nodding. ”You’re hot too Sue, I want to see your breasts swinging free, you gave great head you little brave thing you.” Hoping to re-enforce Sue’s new found sexual drive.

Anita pulled Su’s blouse over her head and removed Sue’s bra, releasing a pair of ample 38c breasts, no longer supported but drooping plump and full, narrowing down to nice hard nipples that were standing out.

Before Sue could decline, Anita unzipped her skirt letting it drop to the floor. She slipped Sue’s soaking panties down her legs, so Sue could step out of them, kicking her sandals and skirt along the floor.

Anita’s head was now level with her pubic forest, which was a little bit of a turnoff, and Anita made a mental note. She kissed Sue’s small tummy bulge and softly kissed her pubic area and heard Sue moan slightly. Anita stood up, undid her own bra and let it slide down her arms to fall on the floor, releasing her breasts. Sue was mouth open, her eyes like dinner plates.

Anita held her hands, holding Sue at arm’s length, so she could see Sue in her glory “shake those money makers Sue, let’s see them swing” as Anita rotated slightly side to side so her breasts swung and her hard shaft just waggled as now ram rod straight. Sue hesitated, thinking, `how could she compare to this youthful beauty?’

Then Anita pushed and pulled her arms to rotate Sue’s upper half, Sue saw Anita’s eyes, not mocking but ogling and appreciating Sue. So Sue swung herself a little, loving to see Anita smile and appreciate her form. She could feel the weight of her own breasts swing, she giggled. She felt empowered and turned on by being appreciated by another woman. She felt her that familiar tingle and juice run out past her pink petal’s lips down her thigh.

Anita started walking backwards, pulling Sue to the door, then dropped one hand and led her to the bedroom, Anita performing her cat walk in her heels and Sue stumbling after, staring at this vision of womanhood leading her to bed her, Sue being so turned on that juice was running down her leg.

Once at the foot of the bed Anita turned and kissed Sue passionately again. Sue found it wonderful, feeling their bare breasts touching each other’s skin. Anita guided her rod between Sue’s thighs, stroking Sue whilst Anita could feel the moisture and juices leaking from the pink lipped palace entrance to Sue.

Sue released her and threw herself on the bed, high up, on her back, looking at Anita through her knees in the air, Anita leaned forward onto the bed, arms wrapped around her thighs, her head dropping between them, Sue then felt the warmth of Anita’s tongue lick the lips of her pleasure palace pulsing an electric-like a shock through her “Woooooweeee” Sue squealed, then felt Anita’s tongue delve into her. Finding her clitoris, Anita flicked it with her tongue, teasing and then sucking it.

Another electric shock ran through Sue, Bob had done this once before, but to have a woman between her legs, wanting her, satisfying her was the most erotic, exotic experience ever. Sue wanted it to last forever. But Anita pulled away, Stood just at the end of the bed, pulled Sue back down the bed until she was just on the edge, took a pillow and placed it under Sue’s bum, giving her an easy route into Sue’s aching pleasure entrance.

With Sue’s legs spread either side of her, Anita placed one hand on her thigh, her other hand reached and guided her hard shaft to between to find Sue, feeling the cool wet juices on her tip as it engaged.

“Oooo “Sue gasped in anticipation. Then squealed in delight as Anita slowly slid forward, delving well-lubricated into her warm palace. Grabbing her hips Anita started to thrust, watching Sue’s face and now nicely centred flattened mounds, enjoying having this nicely rounded woman’s body beneath her, she desired her new big sister and she wanted to satisfy her, to make her scream, to fulfil her repressed fantasies.

“Oh come on Anita, with your experience I’d have thought you could fuck me harder than that!” Sue challenged grinning from ear to ear, with a sparkle in her eyes that betrayed her joviality. Anita laughed “you naughty girl, you are so wet, I want you to scream when you come, I want to hear you come.” Upping the challenge, as she upped the tempo of her thrusts.

Despite her shorter cock she was fitter than Bob, so she was driving the short strokes into Sue harder, loving the way Sue’s breast flowed up and down, admiring the beauty of this woman soaking up the experience, eyes wide and mouth open, grunting at each thrust of Anita’s hips.

“Umph, umph, oh, oh, fuck me, oh, oh” Sue said, looking up at this beautiful youthful woman pounding her, this was her repressed desire, exotic and exciting beyond her wildest dreams, to watch Anita’s lovely pert breasts bounce as she could feel the thrusting of her hard shaft inside her, whilst feeling her own body ripple with each impact.

Sue couldn’t believe it, after years of repressed desires and lusting after the forbidden fruit of the female form, here she was having her brains fucked out by this beauty” fuck me, fuck me, fuck, fuck, oh, oh, yes, yes” Sue squealed, her voice raising as she felt her orgasm build, she lifted her hips into Anita at each thrust.

Anita could feel her own orgasm building, she so wanted to outlast and satisfy Sue, seeing the lust deep in Sue’s eyes, her one hand drifted across to Sue’s pubic bush, she extended her thumb down, found the top of her wet lips, hidden under damp sticky hair, she edged it down to find the inevitable orgasm trigger that was hiding further down.

Anita knew when she hit the trigger, Sue’s hips spasmed and thrust upward into her, “WoooOOOOooweeee yeaaaahhhh, I’m coming, yeah, yeah, yeah” Sue squealed. Anita could feel Sue’s orgasm tensing, her muscles coming to her climax.

Anita could feel her own orgasm built up and continued flicking Sue’s trigger. The excitement of watching and feeling Sue’s thrashing orgasm spasms below her was more than she could hold, then felt her own orgasm climax.

Sue Squealed as she felt Anita’s warm cum spill inside her “Ooooooo I feel you, you’ve cum, yes, yes, Wooooooweeee,” holding a long tense spasm as her own orgasm climaxed, hips driven up and legs clamping Anita to her.

Sue slowly relaxed with the widest smile on her face, proud that not only had she had this wondrous experience but she had made another woman come, after all these years of self-repression. Sue released Anita from her leg hold and shimmied up the bed to lie on a pillow.

Looking down at the base of the bed she watched Anita peel off her soaking wet panties and stockings, “even sweaty and sticky you are still sexy as fuck” Sue said, making Anita giggle. Now fully naked Anita joined Sue on the bed, where they snuggled and kissed, Sue enjoying the feel of another woman’s lips and breasts on her skin and not disliking the feel of her warm wet deflated sausage on her.

“Sue, you are a wonderful big sister, my holiday romance, you are lovely, such a laugh, you have lovely boobs and a great bum, it’s no wonder Bob loves you” Anita whispered kissing Sue.

“Oh Anita, if only Bob could lust after me the same way, like we used to, but that was fucking marvellous, everything I could have ever dreamed of when lusting after my gym teacher and more. If only she had a cock. Ha ha,” Sue laughed, kissing Anita again.

“But Bob has a cock, a lovely big one, and the way he talks about you he loves you dearly. Let’s help him, let’s make you over, starting today. Come on, we need to shower” Anita said sitting up and leading Sue to the shower, pleased to see Sue didn’t seem as inhibited about her naked body now.

Sue felt emancipated, all the lines in the sand had been crossed and passed, all the repressed desires were out in the open and she felt released and wonderful.

“Ooooo I’m going to shower with the gym teacher!” Sue giggled following her. They showered together, Sue loved soaping and lathering Anita up, her hands having open access around her youthful body and as Anita reciprocated, she felt herself getting excited inside again, her breasts and nipples feeling tender but not able to take her eyes of Anita’s wonderful body.

Just as they finished Anita searched a bag by the sink and emerged with a razor and a pair of scissors “We will start here, sit down, legs wide apart,” Sue needed some encouragement, but finally she sat down in the shower basin, water dribbling on the back of her neck, down her shoulders and breasts, legs spread with Anita between her.

Sue was blushing furiously as Anita cut her pubic hair back, not being used to another woman looking and studying her private parts. “No fidgeting now” Anita said as she lathered up the remaining hair and got to work with the razor “I think a nice neat line, pointing down for Bob to follow” she said as she expertly removed the unwanted bush, checking her inner thighs and under crotch for any errant hair.

They both stood back up and Anita used her hands to rinse the soap away from Sue. They both admiring this bare, smooth VW beetle bonnet with a centred line ridge of hair pointing the way down to Sue’s pink lipped purse.

Sue shivered and quietly said “That is the hottest sexiest thing anyone has ever done to me, you’ve made me all wet inside and I want you to fuck me again” she smiled devilishly. “Oh, miss Stephens, you shouldn’t be in the students shower,” she said, falling into role-playing a little too easily.

“Sue, I am led to believe you have some contraband hidden on your person, so I have to do a body search” Anita grinned

Anita placed a hand on Sue’s bonnet and slid her middle finger down, found the top of her lips, and slid down unzipped her purse, Sue let out a moan, as her finger found it’s mark.

“Ah, you have some buried treasure in your purse here, Sue minor,” Anita said as she teased her clitoris.

Her finger then slipped by, going deeper in to search for her inner entrance. Feeling her warm dampness and slipped in “MMmmm a secret pocket Sue minor, you’re wet, your contraband has spilt out.”

They kissed whilst Anita probed and encouraged the lubrication out to her clitoris, then teased it “Mmmm you need to atone for your misdemeanours by improving your blow job skills, then I want to hear you scream again or it will be detention for you, you luscious little thing”. Anita released her finger from Sue’s purse lips and allowed Sue to drop back down.

“Oooo Miss Stephens please don’t, I’ll be a good little girl” Sue giggled as she held her half limp hose in her fingers to tease it back into life, then slipped it into her mouth. She worked hard to suck and tease it, Anita stroked her head through her wet hair, her shaft, like a needle on a gauge was indicating pressure was rising and stiffening nicely.

Sue alternated between plunging her mouth deep onto Anita sucking hard, to pulling out, leaving her cock’s tip on her lips so she could lick and tease it, to releasing it, wanking it with her hand and sucking on her balls. Sue found this very erotic with them being in the shower, with the water splashing down off Anita onto her. Anita was rock hard and starting to moan at every sucking surge of Sue’s lips.

“I think that is 10 out of 10. Now stand and lean forward, hands against the wall, spread those legs, I need to search that purse again” Anita commanded. Sue turned to face the wall, leaning forward placing both hands flat on the wall, Anita’s hand reached from behind, between her thighs to hold her now soft bare bonnet, slipping her thumb between her lips, hand on her bonnet she encouraging her hips back whilst pushed her other hand down on the small of her back, so Sue was arching backwards, her legs spread and backside prone.

Sue moaned with pleasure,” Oh miss Stephens mmmMMMmmm”.

Anita teased her trigger as she slipped her thumb out of Sue. She felt Anita getting into a lower position and the tip of her warm tool touched Sue’s petal of pleasure. Anita slipped in smoothly, Sue shivered with excitement, thinking back to her gym teacher and the showers at school “Fuck me miss Stephens, I’ve been a naughty girl and I deserve to be punished” Sue said, biting her lip.

Anita found this role-play a big turn on, so she started her short hard strokes again, driving up into Sue, leaning back slightly whilst holding Sue’s hips, she loved watching her cheeks and small love handles ripple with each impact, watched Sue arch her head back, letting the water wash over her and down her back.”Yes you deserve your punishment, don’t be late for gym again, you naughty girl” Anita admonished, stressing `naughty’ with a sharp thrust into Sue and her hand slapping her bum.

“Oh, oh, oh, yessss, yesss, fuck me” Sue said, finding it erotic being shagged from behind in the shower and the role-play of imagining it to be her gym teacher. Anita then withdrew, disappointed Sue turned to have Anita push her in the corner, lift one of her legs up by an arm tucked under her knee, exposing her pussy and as Anita leaned into her, she felt her shaft re-enter her, exhaling a soft moan “Mmmm Anita.”

With her legs stretched apart, with her one thigh cocked high over Anita’s arm, Anita was getting deeper with her thrusts. Anita and Sue were now kissing and looking at each other, seeing each other’s ecstasy displayed on each other’s faces, Sue could feel Anita’s breasts squashing hard against hers with each drive upwards of Anita’s hips.

Sue wrapped her high leg behind Anita, hung her arms around Anita’s neck and then lifted her remaining leg off the floor, Anita easily carrying her weight. Sue wrapped her loose leg around Anita’s back to lock her feet together behind her, exposing and easing the route for Anita’s penetrations.

To feel another woman’s body writhing into hers was beyond her wildest dreams and she could feel her orgasm rising again “Fuck me miss, fuck me, oh, oh, oh, I love gym, I won’t be late again, just fuuuuuckkkk me, I’ve been soooo naughty” Sue gasped, feeling letting the sensation of water and Anita’s flesh against her, take control as she felt her orgasm building “yes, yes, yes, fuck my cunt, fuck meeeee.”

Anita’s enjoyed watching Sue’s climax building on her face and dirty talk, as she said the `C’ word Anita’s own orgasm climaxed and she had to release it deep into Sue, who was building up to a crescendo.

“ Fuuuuuuuuuucccccckkkkkk Yeeaoooowww” Sue squealed as soon as Sue felt her orgasm climax with the warmth of Anita coming again coupled with the upward thrust. She squeezed her arms tighter around Anita, feeling her last upward thrust, loving the squash of another’s woman’s body in the throes of a joint orgasm.

As they relaxed they kissed passionately, Anita withdrew from her and Sue released her legs to stand once again. Loosely coupled, Sue continued to brush her body against Anita, skin on skin, enjoying that female touch. Once again shower gel was applied and they washed each other with the odd giggle and kiss. Sue’s mind raced again.

“Ummm, Anita, that was just the best sex ever, but what happens when you are with men, I mean anal sex? Do you have to clean yourself before? What if Bob wanted you to shag him?” Sue questioned.

Anita returned to her wash bag and retrieved an enema bulb, explained, and showed her how she used it, also explaining a shower wand. Sue asked what it felt like, so Anita quietly said the best way was to experience it, so she quietly demonstrated on Sue, getting her to hold the lukewarm water in until she sat on the loo to release, repeating until clear water was emerging.

They dried off and sat in the lounge wrapped in towels drinking cups of tea.

“Well, what now?” asked Anita?

“Well, we still have shopping time left and I think we need some lingerie, hopefully matching and we must meet up with Bob” Sue replied “But I also need to work out how he is going to pay for cheating”

“Haven’t we just levelled the playing field on that argument?” Anita asked.

“Oh yes, and it was the best thing ever, but he doesn’t know that, does he?” Sue said with a wicked smile.

To Be Continued *******

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