V
Laura came up to bed in the middle of the night, well after Cindy was gone. My sleep was light that night so I saw her in the dark enter the room naked and softly get into bed. She seemed peaceful so I doubted they had parted in bad terms. Cindy was just gone back to whatever domestic arrangements she had, which I was not privy of. And yes, I could tell Laura had not revealed her secret. Before getting into bed she undid the invisible contraption that keeps it all tightly hidden, as she reveals it again tonight for me. She had wanted to be strictly woman with Cindy, and that is usually not a problem when she tightens her male parts, a thin, short, dark beautiful penis and two little balls, all shaven. I love them. During the day, when she does tighten them -some days they stay loose under her skirt- they stay close to her body in tight jeans. They remain soft, hidden, and hardly cause her any issues of unwanted erections and tightening of those parts. In bed, free for the night, I love to stretch my hand and grab them softly as we sleep. She does the same for mine.
She speaks softly here first words. "I'm sorry I did not share with you how much she turns me on," she confesses. "It seems that not even I could imagine how much I wanted her," she continues, then stays silent.
"Did you show her?" I asked all the same though I knew the answer.
"No," says Laura, "I wanted to be a just a woman this first time, so that she thinks I just have a pussy down there. I was unsure she would understand just yet. Not that I did not want to, cause it was getting aroused and hardened... you know what it feels. But I will not risk it with her... she is too precious."
She kept speaking: "I did not let her touch me down there, it was all me on her, my feast, on her juices... she is so hot and really loves tongue on her pussy and down her behind."
"Here, taste" she says as she approaches my mouth with hers. "Do you still smell her on my lips?" Oh yes, I did taste and I sniffed deeply.
"You are lucky to be able to see her so closely in class. But you should see her naked... Oh! but you did, but not all of it, really."
I am puzzled! "What you are saying? Are you saying I should aim at getting her naked for real?"
She just smiles and dozes off, mumbling something that sounds like "she would like you down there, I am sure...".
Still, I was not convinced. We would need to talk about this later, when she is really down from her clouds.
VI
Next morning I wanted to start that conversation on a positive note, if somewhat challenging for her. She was already awake, had had her coffee and she seemed relaxed. Still undressed, naked in fact, her perky small breasts showed wonderfully with the early morning light shining on our kitchen through the plants. She is quite the sight. Her sex relaxing softly between her long thin legs, the ones I had imagined had had full contact and woven with Cindy's legs and may then have had contact with her pubis, which may have allowed Cindy to feel something different between Laura's legs. But Laura did not succumb to the temptation and wanted to take things slow and steady.
I was naked too, as I like to be most of the day inside the house and sometimes out in the yard, if I do not hear much activity at our neighbor's place. And certainly at night under the candlelight next to the pond. At home I practice yoga naked, often in the same room where Laura is reading or listening to her music. She does not mind, probably observes, but hardly ever comes to monkey me, to do any Yoga with me. She does approach me to play, to take me away from my formal movements, and this play may resemble some Yoga poses but they are not; what they are is great foreplay for us. So it is an improvised body contact play, hand and arm holding and twisting, and a lot of kissing. On the mat we often come, as if in our funny wrestling moves, to a 69, where I inevitably go to gobble her penis in my mouth, while our movement is slowly winding down to concentrate on giving ourselves lots of pleasure, and make our cocks grow. Laura's penis hardens slowly, and, still soft, twists by the pull of my mouth until I have eaten it up entirely and suck... suck until it continues to harden, faster, lengthening, the head pushing on my inner cheeks.
As we wrestle in our own play and end up facing each other's sex, my cock is already hard, and Laura gets to deal with a long, thick shaft, and often an already lubricated tip. I grow fast, I grow hard, I get wet, and I reach long in our little physical struggle to eat each other out, including moving swiftly our hands to grab and softly caress our balls. I am bottom, so I slowly pump my hips upwards to meet Laura's mouth. She slurps, with an active and wet tongue roaming randomly all the surface of my shaft. My very open hands are on her buttocks opening them so to reveal to my sight the gorge between her cheeks, and very close to me, lies her anus, pink, thinly ribbed, with sparse hairs, and, all around it, in a romantic cursive font a tattooed message for me: "Wlcm. Bknd. Bgntl. Godeep." My heart stopped the first time I saw this tattoo in the poorly lit room, as I was grabbing her hips and approaching her anus with the intention of sliding my long cock in her. I dived my head towards her butt to have a closer view. Really cool! Good advice! I got hornier.