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Martha was lounging on the couch, browsing a catalog. Her day had been long and frustrating, and her shoulders ached from stress and tension. She was looking at a picture depicting a set, a lacy bra, panties and garter set, but she wasn�t looking at the clothes. She was admiring the fullness of the model�s breasts. The way the nipples strained against the fabric of the flimsy little bra. She looked at the woman�s face, perfect and sensual, with full lips and clear blue eyes. She looked at the woman�s body, slender, soft, and wondered what it would feel like to hold her, naked against her own skin. Martha was pretty herself, with long dark hair and fiery eyes, very large breasts with perky, sensitive nipples. She dropped the catalog and unbuttoned her shirt, her own nipples straining against the fabric of her satin bra. She decided to take a shower to relieve some of the tension.
In the shower she thought of the men she�d loved, and how sex with them was good, but lacking in so many ways. Her last lover had insisted they watch a porno movie to get them into the mood, and it was a lesbian show. She watched the women loving each other, feeling herself wanting more and more. Her lover had taken her on the couch, she on all fours, still watching the movie as it played over again, the women touching, kissing, fondling, loving each other. She finished her shower and dried herself, pampering herself with powder, body spray, lotion. She was in her favorite terry robe about to pour herself a glass of wine when someone knocked on the door. She peered through the peephole and saw her friend Sally outside. She and Sally worked together, and Martha often found herself watching her. Sally was a bubbly blonde with a deep tan, long legs and perfect body. Martha opened the door.
�Hey girl,� Sally said, looking first apologetic, then curiously amused eyeing Martha in her robe. �Listen, I�m sorry to barge in unannounced but I need a huge favor.�
�No problem,� said Martha. �Come on in, I was just about to pour some wine. Care for a glass? It�s really good.�
�Sure if you�re sure I�m not intruding,� Sally said, stepping in. Her ample bust brushed against Martha�s arm; Martha could feel her nipples through the shirt, and loved the scent of Sally�s perfume. She blushed and closed the door.
�I�ll just go change,� she said, turning toward the bedroom. Sally stopped her by touching her arm, then pulling her close. Martha couldn�t resist.
�Don�t bother, you look fine,� said Sally, pulling at the sash of Martha�s robe. She slowly moved her face to Martha�s and they kissed, a wonderful, teasing kiss that became deeper with every passing moment. Martha didn�t want it to end. Sally pulled away and pulled Martha toward the couch. The catalog lay there open. �You�d look good in this,� said Sally. �Good enough to eat!�
Sally lay back on the couch and Martha let her instincts take over. She kissed Sally lightly, letting her hands run up and down the front of her shirt. Then she slipped her hands underneath and slowly pulled it up over Sally�s tits. They were wonderful, full and tanned, the nipples distended and erect. Martha ran her tongue around the left while massaging the right. She nipped and sucked and Sally moaned with pleasure, beginning to push Martha�s head lower. Martha kissed her way down Sally�s flat belly, toying with her belly button and munching the top of her pubis as it popped out of her blue jean shorts. She unbuttoned the shorts and slowly slid the zipper down, then, looking into Sally�s clear blue eyes, slid her hand into her panties, feeling the wet warmth waiting for her there.
Sally raised her hips and allowed her jeans and panties to be slid down over her bottom, then down her legs. Half way there, Martha began exploring the upper part of Sally�s pussy with her tongue. Sally moaned and fingered Martha�s hair, coming closer to climax. Martha stopped and finished undressing Sally, then slipped off her robe. Sally rose and began mouthing Martha�s already hard nipples, and slipped her hand down between Martha�s legs, fingering her wet hot snatch. Martha arched her back as the woman sucked and nibbled, fingered and probed. Before she could stop herself Martha climaxed, screaming in ecstacy. She caught her breath and lay Sally back down. She continued exploring her pussy with her tongue, enjoying the taste and the feel of her. As she sucked on her clit, Sally undulated and moaned, coming closer and closer. As Martha sucked and nibbled her clit she slid two fingers in her pussy, and as she probed, sucked and nibbled, Sally bucked and screamed in orgasm. The two women lay together a moment, and it was Martha who broke the silence.
�So, what�s the favor?�
Sally laughed and tugged her to her feet, pulling her toward the bedroom. �I forgot,� she said. �Give me a few hours and I�ll remember.�
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