A Fragile Heart

After a brief respite, on and on this clever tongue went as it snaked its way up to my very aroused clit. As my clit was sucked into Jean’s mouth I could feel the tip of her tongue’s rhythm almost dance with my pussy. Out of nowhere I was on the edge of another wave of passion. Jean’s tongue moved deep inside me now, close to my g spot. She repeatedly inserted and withdrew her tongue from my opening. As the tip of her tongue teased close to my g spot, I shuddered to an enormous orgasm, which sent my juices onto Jean’s lips. She didn’t relent until she had licked all my juices up as I continued to gently tremble.

As I returned from a near catatonic state, Jean lifted her head with a smile at me. She grinned at the reaction she had elicited, as she licked her lips and fingers to taste the last of my juices. I was just lying on the bed limp and languid, still firmly clutching the bedcover with both hands. Jean’s pussy was pressing into my thigh as she said:-

“Sorry, but I am not very experienced at this, I hope you are OK, you look kind of ....shattered?”

“Wow, you should have warned me that you could make love like that. I thought you might be a little inexperienced, but I was so wrong. I am completely blown away by that tongue of yours. Where did you ever learn to do that?”
“I’m not really sure but with you I just knew what to do as soon as I got you as far as the bed! As soon as I tasted you I ....couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t have stopped until I felt you come for me”
“Well now it’s your turn. You are a hard act to follow but I will do my best”.

Now I took the lead and began to roam all over the Honourable Josephine Elizabeth Antoinette Naylor’s body. As I stroked my fingers over Jean’s body for telltale signs of her arousal zones, I discovered that this girl had many little spots that I could exploit to enhance our lovemaking with. I found that Jean was especially vulnerable all around her neck, behind her ears, her toes and most apparently around her tight anus. I rolled Jean over on to her tummy, pushing her knees in under her and began by kissing all over the back of Jean’s neck while caressing her bottom.

With one devilish finger I lightly felt around her anus while kissing along her backbone. I let my tongue down one leg to suck each toe before doing the same to the other foot. Jean’s moans of pleasure assured me that I should continue this approach. A scent of arousal immediately hit my nostrils. I rose to trail my tongue between the valley of Jean’s bottom, until I reached my desired target. I deftly ran my tongue around Jean’s anus as I began to insert a finger into her pussy. I continued this digital assault until I felt Jean’s pussy clench on my finger.

This was my signal to flick Jean over on to her back. I could now see the firmness of Jean’s stomach muscles, taut in passion. I nuzzled her incredible breasts. Both areola pimpled in response to my attention and the nipples quickly became rock hard. They also budded to the size of the first joint of my little finger as I felt my head being held firmly in place on her nipple. I now changed my point of attack again moving my head downward over rippling muscles into a luxurious mound of trimmed black curly hair. I began to lustily lick Jean’s inner thighs and lower hip area, while avoiding kissing the final target for the moment.

I could now hear and smell all the signs of extreme arousal, including whimpering as Jean thrashed about on the bed so I did what I always loved doing. I placed each outer labia lip in my mouth one at a time and sucked it until I could feel pressure from Jean to give her some form of release from this torture.

I then sucked two fingers before placing one inside Jean’s pussy. Jean’s first thrust against my finger nearly dislocated my knuckle as a stream of juice flowed followed by a loud almost primeval scream heralded an enormous climax. Not happy that I had finished yet, I knelt between Jean’s thighs. I gently placed a finger from my other hand alongside the first finger and begun an exploration of her vagina.

I began to thrust in one finger from one hand followed by a finger of the other one, slowly building up a rhythm. As the friction built up and her love canal tensed, I made sure to touch Jean’s g spot with one finger or the other. As Jean got close to a second orgasm, I moved one very wet finger out to insert into Jean’s anus, as I moved a second finger from the other hand into her.

“O My love, don’t stop now, touch just there again!”

My finger moved into her anal canal, and darted around. As I sucked on the tip of Jean’s clit and wiggled my fingers in and out of Jean’s body, Jean went into a spasm, bucking her hips up in the bed. I found myself locked onto Jean’s pussy by Jean’s legs which were crisscrossed behind my head, down onto my back. Convulsion followed screaming convulsion with Jean’s hips moving up off the bed until she could take no more and totally relaxed her grip. Her thick creamy cum wet the bed sheets as her hips continued to spasm.
I tenderly licked Jean’s pussy juices off before climbing on top of her to smother her in a pussy flavoured kiss. I could see the blazing passion in those eyes as Jean tried to regain a normal breathing pattern.

Jean begun to give big chest expanding sobs, as she wrapped her arms around me in a rib bruising bear hug and a deep kiss on my neck. As Jean finally became a little more composed she looked lovingly into my eyes and said:-

“I knew you were the one for me, as soon as we met. You only had to touch me when I sat beside you in your home and I went to pieces. Just now, your touches found all of my sensitive spots. I never realised I could have so many types of orgasm, one after the other, like an avalanche. My entire nervous system was centered exactly where you were touching me until I had to stop. You are really a special woman to be able to do all these things to me. Please promise that you will never leave me otherwise I am not letting you go home!”.
“Well you could always kidnap me, lock me up in the dungeon of that stately manor of yours and never let me out!”
Jean howled with laughter.

“That’s the first time I have ever heard of anything really useful I could do with that place!”
I tried to ease myself out of Jean’s arms as I said:-
“Jean I am sorry but I have to be going. I want to get into the pub in time to see how the lads are getting on tonight. At the same time I don’t want them to get too inquisitive about us either as nobody here knows about my love life, and I want to keep it that way for now”
“OK, once you are certain there is an US!”
“Yes there is now, very much so for me”

I grabbed both of Jean’s calloused hands and took a chance. I said:-
“I have fallen in love with you so much already that I will probably cry as I leave here to see my boys, so please tell me you care too”
Jean smiled as she nervously bit her lip and said “I do care too. I Love you so much. When I finally recover I might just follow you down to the town!”

I realised that our two gentle hearts were locked together now, and I felt fulfilled now that I knew that Jean desired me just as much as I desired her.

I nodded as I tried to locate my clothes and get dressed, whilst trying to avoid Jean’s pleading eyes to stay there. Jean organized a cab back to the pub for me and we said a hurried goodbye between a string of very passionate kisses. By the time the taxi arrived I was nearly giving in to my own passionate needs again. I quickly reached for my compact and lipstick from my hip satchel to repair some of the damage as I straightened my panties quickly, under my skirt. A blown kiss to me nearly stopped my heart again as I ran out to the cab.
Although the band was good and I enjoyed the music I didn’t stay long, as memories of lovemaking were taking over all of my senses.

Each of my boys asked me to dance and I was still catching my breath when Jean arrived through the door. We both ended up on the dance floor together, Billy with Jean and John with me. Soon Jean and me were jiving, and bouncing our hips off one another as the infectious melody took over, and our inhibitions lowered. I sent a brief pleading look Jean’s way before we agreed to leave the boys to their girlfriends.

I did feel that I was intruding on them, and I didn’t want them to think I was acting as gooseberry as they danced with their girlfriends. So I put my windcheater on and left alone. When I got home I fixed myself a stiff gin and tonic, and called Jean to make sure she was ok with my hasty departure.

I checked my makeup and lipstick for any telltale signs only to see the start of a hicky on my neck. So I quickly changed into a high necked tracksuit top, put some concealer on, and waited for my boys to come home.

*** Chapter 7. Playing for Keeps.

I could feel myself glow in the aftermath of Jean’s attentions. I smiled in a hazy dazed way at the boys as they returned home. I must have looked different, as I noticed them exchanging quizzical glances in my direction but they said nothing to me.
I asked them if they enjoyed themselves with their girls and they smiled and nodded happily but offered no details. They repeated my mantra back to me” You should never pry too deep into other people’s love lives no matter how much you want to know”. I had told them long ago while in the middle of their facts of life education that there were lots of different types of loving, and that in my case I was a little more unorthodox than most girls, and didn’t want to be quizzed about what I did, or didn’t do.

“OK I get it. You are grown up now and have your own lives to lead. Just assure me that you are taking the proper precautions. That’s all I ask, and it’s what every mother wants for her boys. I have even left some supplies in both your rooms for you to take away with you”
“We found them, Auntie Ann, and it was kind of you to think of us, but we already are well stocked in that department. We have come home tonight to ask you something far more important. This is very special to both of us as we love you very much. Can we call you Mom now, as we have kind of outgrown the Auntie Ann name?”

I could feel my already stretched nerves begin to crumble, and my emotions were giving way to tears as I replied:-
“I would be very proud if you both did that, but I may turn away and blubber when you do. If you see me do that, just give me a hug and I will be OK”

John was the first to take the hint and sprinted to my side as I turned away overwhelmed with the honour of being called their Mum. He enveloped me in a hug, which Billy joined in with. My mascara was a mess by the time I kissed them goodnight and went to my bathroom to finally clean off my makeup. I was emotionally shredded by the time I got into bed, and had no trouble falling into a contented and exhausted sleep.

***

That night her two boys saw a new side of their Mom. The two boys whispered to one another about how radiant she looked, after she left for bed. They couldn’t decide on what might have happened during the evening. They couldn’t even decide whether they were glad for her or worried before each of them turned in. But they knew something momentous must have happened to give their Mom that glowing look!

***

The following morning Billy headed out in the Toyota while John had a sleep in. At about 10am, I received a call from a concerned Jean.
“How are you this morning, Annette?”
“Just great, thanks. Maybe I got a little emotional when I got home, but definitely no regrets about us. The lads came home to ask me if they could call me Mom now and I blubbered all over them, so much love to take in all at once!. It’s a little strange but I caught them studying me really carefully but they never said why. By the time I got up to my own room my mascara had run right down my face, but I slept like a log, and Billy had gone before I woke up. So how are you?”

“I’ve never been so happy, but I was concerned that I had pushed a little too far as I got very physical when you tortured and tormented me like that! I wanted to make sure you weren’t sore anywhere or maybe you might have second thoughts, having tangled with me. I really do love you so much, but I thought you might want to teach me how to slow things down until I learn how to be a little gentler with you”

“You were great, truly wonderful. I like being gentle but our lovemaking doesn’t have to be too gentle. Our lovemaking can be whatever you want it to be, Jean, just give me a little recuperation time between bouts if you can as you can overpower me so easily. It’s a long time since I have felt so alive though, and I know in my heart and soul that your loving is the reason why. I do appear to have a telltale love bite on my shoulder but its fine. If I kiss an Amazon girl I have to expect to get a little bruised! If it’s all right with you, I would like to know when I can see you again so we can ....be us again.”

“Sure, as soon as I can get away. It will definitely have to be today as I cannot bear to be without you. I have been missing you all morning like a love struck teenager! How about later this afternoon, would that be OK?”
“Fine by me, would you like anything to eat?”
“If you are cooking for your lads then I will have some of what they are having, otherwise something light would be fine”
“See you later so, and take care my love”
“Will do princess, bye”

Wow, I was her princess now! I put on my music and leapt around the kitchen with glee, while I decided on an easily prepared meal. I settled on preparing a large pot of spaghetti bolognaise, and freshly cooked Italian style onion bread. I was humming happily kneading dough as John appeared, so I made him a late breakfast. He informed me that Billy was heading off in the Toyota with his girlfriend for a meal out. Then they were heading off to see a movie and that he was going to stay on the stand until 7pm, and try to meet up with his girl. I offered to pick them up so they could dine in the barn, and he promised to ring me to let me know if he needed a lift.

He also checked out what the menu was before reaching out and giving me an amazing hug and kiss on my temple. Even his hug was gentler than Jean’s!
“Thanks Mom. Love you!”
“Out you go before I start to cry again!”

*** Chapter 8. Watersport

Jean arrived at about 4pm looking a little dusty from all of her Garage work. I immediately spotted an opportunity, locked the doors and suggested a bath. Jean quickly spotted my arched eyebrows and licked her lips. My pussy twitched as I caught her hand and ran up the stairs into my own en suite, with its huge sunken jacuzzi bathtub and slightly unusual shower head adaptor connected to the taps.

Jean squealed as I peeled her out of her dungarees, and mischievously tweaked her nipple. As Jean was eased out of her panties she noticed that there was a luxurious bubble bath being prepared. She climbed into the huge bath and lay back to watch me.

I decided to put in a little show for her. I slowly and provocatively stripped off before joining Jean in the bath. I took care to move Jean around to a position I knew would give her an unexpected thrill. I also had a range of waterproof toys at I could lay my hands on and decided that I would get out two of them out of hiding and have some fun.

As Jean closed her eyes to relax, I rose to place my pussy against Jean’s lips. Jean reacted as expected and lifted my legs either side of her head to allow her to ease her tongue into her favorite spot. This left Jean well anchored with all of my weight on her shoulders. As I felt Jean’s marvelous tongue ease my pussy open to get inside I hit the Jacuzzi button and nearly instantaneously Jean’s pussy was pounded with jets of high powered water which hit her clit and pummeled her pussy lips. As Jean squirmed, the force became an ecstasy as the water hit every nerve ending on her clit to bring her to a very sudden and dramatic orgasm.

She screamed as she withdrew her tongue from my pussy and her eyes opened in dismay at the ingenuity of my unexpected move. A smile turned in to a self satisfied grin as she realized she had been outwitted and outmaneuvered by a much smaller woman!

I asked her to place something in her mouth and explained what I wanted Jean to do with it. I then sat up on the built in seat as I moved my legs wide apart to allow me to use a small clitoral stimulator on myself. I stared unashamedly at Jean witnessing the smoldering look I got back. I held my own pussy lips apart as my little toy buzzed and hit my clit with a zinging sound. My eyes looked into Jean’s eyes and nodded a signal to her. I then turned my back on Jean with my sopping wet pussy facing the toy I wished to be speared with and begged Jean to do what I had instructed her to do.

Jean placed a hand over her own pussy as she held the toy firmly between her teeth. She then aimed the amazing toy straight at my pussy, gently sliding it into place, my very horny place. Once inserted, the tip of this ingenious toy became energized. It began with a slow vibration and circular movement but quickly built up the tempo until I was thrashing about, sliding on and off of this mind blowing toy. Jeans fingers augmented the action of the toy and were frigging my clit at a very rapid tempo, which was driving me to distraction.

Jean felt the vibration from her mouth all the way down deep in her own pussy and as she inserted a finger into it, touching her own G spot. This brought her rapidly to a climax. The power of this orgasm had inadvertently pushed home the toy further into my wanton pussy than I intended. A howl of pure animal lust was the precursor to a shattering orgasm for me, before I could push Jean’s head back enough to remove the toy from my very sensitive and overstretched pussy.

I sunk down into the bath to a gentle pulse from the Jacuzzi jet in an attempt to ease my poor embattled pussy, while Jean spluttered to avoid bursting into a helpless laughter at the sheer audacity of what she had seen me do, and the shattered look on my face. She shook her head and nodded in appreciation as our bodies reached out for a mutual hug.

Waves of pleasure hit us both as we lightly kissed each other. Jean opened her eyes and imprisoned me in her arms again.

“That was amazing, and so sexy! You are so good to me, my love. Already you make me feel so desirable, and my body responds to you in a way that has never happened before. A friend of mine told me that I would know what true love was as soon as I experienced it. She’s right, and I am hopelessly in love with you!”

We got out of the Jacuzzi, and wrapped ourselves in large towels to lay on the bed. Jean asked me if I would like to meet her Aunt who was like us, with her own lesbian partner. I agreed and when the boys finally left on midday Friday with two smiling girls, I headed up the hill to meet this Aunt, with more than a little trepidation. Jean’s aunt recognized me from the research I had done for my book, and my photo on the inside sleeve. She immediately caught us holding hands and laughingly invited us to tea to “tell her all about it”. She was totally non judgmental, and supportive. She told us that she wished us to take time to ensure that our feelings had time to develop in to full maturity. She then asked me a very searching question:-

“Do you love my niece?”
“Yes, with all of my heart and soul, and I know that I want this to last for the rest of my life”
“Josephine, do you love Annette?”
“Yes of course I do, Auntie Maud, otherwise I would not have asked her here to meet you”

“In that case in my eyes you are a normal courting couple, and you have my blessing. My Lily and me have been happy and contented all of our lives so there is no reason why you both cannot be happy together.”
“Won’t my Mother be upset?”
“She probably will at first, because she’s so dramatic about everything but my sister will come to terms with you as a couple, once you prove to her that you are intent on making this work”
“How about father?”
“Josephine, just go and tell him yourself, he is a very understanding man. He has always loved you as you know. He is very considerate, understanding and kind hearted. After all he married your mother, God help him!”
“Auntie Maud, I have asked to meet him tomorrow and I am bringing Annette along, as I need her support to face him”
“Well don’t worry about it, it will sort itself out, after all you are both self sufficient modern women, quite entitled to live your own lives as you see fit, just as I do”

I beamed at them both and felt that this was a major hurdle to get over. Just being accepted felt so good to me, and I privately hoped my own mother would be as gracious.
It suddenly dawned on me that I would have to talk to my boys, and explain about this wonderful opportunity of happiness that I felt that I now had.

We bid farewell to this wonderful lady, and headed home to Jean’s place. As we got to bed she smiled at the somewhat see through nature of the lacy front of it of a negligee I bought for her, but eagerly put it on. I in turn put on a shorter matching version and we pulled the sheet over us both while we did our best to ease into our lovemaking but tenderness soon gave way to passion.

The negligees slipped to the bottom of the bed as our bodies meshed. Jean soon put her tongue to work and my pussy drenched her as I came screaming to another Jean induced orgasm. I introduced Jean to the tender art of tribbing, and with our pussies touching together we happily ground our way to another climax, with Jean’s eyes bulging almost out of her sockets with the power of her orgasm. That had obviously been another first for her as she smiled at me in a stupefied way. She lay back fascinated as I lowered my mouth to her pussy to lick her juices away.

Although I couldn’t match the strength, length or firmness of my girl’s tongue, I had my own ways for making up for this deficiency. I used both thumbs to slowly open Jean’s vagina. As my thumbs eased her open I tenderly teased her inner lips with the tip of my tongue. I also used my tongue to tease her opening, as her juices began to flow. I then pulled back the hood of her clit and used my other thumb to feel up along the underside of it. My love spread her legs wide apart for me as her clit increased in prominence. My repeated tender strokes to her clit were having the desired effect, and Jean moaned as she gripped my fingers in anguish.

I was merciless in inserting fingers to her inner core, until I reached that special point. I played with this, touching it between my two fingers to screams of approval. With these two fingers I G spotted her to the very edge. As she started to buck in the bed I completely covered her clit with my mouth, sucked her clit onto my tongue, and held on for dear life while my love soared to a very physical orgasm.

The sheer strength of Jean’ body bucking wildly nearly launched me off the bed, and it was only her strong arms that stopped me rocketing to the back of the room.
As she smiled that totally trusting smile of hers I realised that this was that time in my life that was going to bring me the happiness I had sought for so long.

“I am never letting you go you know that, don’t you?”
“I know Annette, I want you here with me always, without having to get out of bed to go back to separate homes. You see, I am playing for keeps too!”