Lisa and I took the opportunity to enjoy each other's company many times during the remainder of my summer break from teaching. As the summer drew to a close, I despaired that our frequent and passionate sessions would end, since I worked during the day and Lisa worked at night. But, during those times when we could be together, Lisa taught me more and more about the wonderful ways of lesbian love making.
I actually didn't think of myself as a lesbian, since I continued to have sex with my husband. However, Lisa could bring me to explosive orgasms that I never experienced with my husband -- or for that matter -- any other man. On those occasions when I would have sex with my husband, I still needed to masturbate to be completely satisfied. That is, until Lisa and I had intercourse together.
During one of our afternoons together, Lisa asked if I would fuck her. I was in the middle of licking and probing her with my mouth, behind her as she knelt on the bed. I took my first two fingers and crossed them and began to twist them inside of her. After only one or two strokes, Lisa pulled away from me. She opened a drawer on the nightstand and pulled out what looked at first to be a pair of panties. As she unfolded them I saw a penis emerging from the crotch. She told me to put the panties on, and then showed me how to adjust the little straps at the hips that kept the panties from slipping around.
Lisa knelt before me again, and reaching underneath herself, she used her fingers to spread her pussy apart. There was something odd about looking down and seeing this appendage growing out of where my pussy was. I paused for a moment or two, and left Lisa holding herself open. Unable to wait any longer she let go of her lips, grabbed the dildo that I was wearing and pleaded with me to stick it in her. She rubbed the tip up and down her soaking slit and pressed the tip against her opening. Spreading herself with her fingers again, she turned and looked at me. In a husky whisper, she told me to fuck her -- now!
I pushed my hips towards her and watched as the faux cock entered her. Although the dildo slid fairly easily into her, there was a pleasurable sensation as the base of it pressed against my clit. Pushing further against her, I watched as the entire shaft slid inside her pussy. When I reached the limit of how far I could go, Lisa rocked forward, then pushed back against me. The reflex pushed me back and the dildo came with me, slipping out of her. I don't think I was doing it correctly, as it completely withdrew from her and she grunted slightly. She reached and took it again, putting the head inside. This time I got the hint, and entered her all the way again. Then when she rocked forward and pushed back I pulled out only part of the way before pushing my hips back into her.
After three or four thrusts, I began to get the rhythm down, and the sensation on my own clit was becoming more and more pleasurable. As I would shove myself against Lisa, and watch `my' cock enter her, I would feel the pressure on my clit. Then, as I withdrew the pressure would cease, leaving me wanting to push into her again. I could see Lisa's full breasts swinging back and forth, with her long and hardened nipples rasping on the bed sheet.
My own nipples were enlarged and, as I watched what was happening to Lisa's pussy, I could see my own breasts bouncing up and down.
The on-again off-again pressure on my clit was really starting to get to me.
I began to push myself against Lisa more rapidly. The faster I slid into her and retreated, the more pleasure I gave to myself. I forgot about pleasing her, and began concentrating on the pulsing pressure on my own clit. I quickened the pace. My hands slid to her hips and held her firmly.
Back and forth I rocked, shoving my extended clit into her drenched opening. Lisa began panting and moaning, and with each thrust I would let out a little grunt when I reached the limit and felt the maximum pressure. We continued our coupling for several minutes until Lisa cried out that she was going to cum. I was right there with her, and cried out "Me, too!"
After only two or three more thrusts I watched as Lisa stiffened, arched her back and began to shake violently. I plunged all the way into her again, feeling the hard push on my clitty and came myself. Lisa's fingers began to rub and wiggle against her clit and she pleaded with me to leave the dildo where it was. Her enlarged clit popped from its hood and I watched her masturbate with the dildo buried inside her. It was exciting to watch Lisa quickly cum a second time. I saw how excited she had become, and I asked her to do the same for me.
She was much better at this than I was. As she penetrated me with the dildo, I was being fucked much more lovingly, than I had ever been before. There was a gentleness about it that I just can't properly describe. Lisa's hands had slipped below me to cup and squeeze my breasts, and the orgasms (note -- multiple!) were glorious.
The next time my husband and I had intercourse, I maneuvered into the same position -- on my knees with my husband behind me. He wasn't as gentle as Lisa, it didn't feel the same as it did with her. But, for the whole time he took me, I was thinking of Lisa kneeling behind me and fucking me. For the first time in years, I came with my husband inside me.
Lisa and I also experimented with other wonderful and sensuous pleasures. She opened a sexuality in me that I didn't know existed. I'd like to think I became a better lover during sex through Lisa's patient and loving teaching lessons. I carry a place in my heart for Lisa, having fallen in love with her. I am fortunate to have her be my friend, and lover. Although we don't get together as often as we did last summer, we still are able to meet once or twice a month. Soon, summer will be here again and I can't wait to spend more time with her.