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They Change The Letters
Chapter 2
By Op Cit
OK, yes that first day I saw her, Julie licked me 'til I passed
out. But it's not like *that* between us...
I woke from a dream of sucking my husband's cock after he fucked
me hard, but when I started to open my eyes, I realized Julie was
kissing me deeply thrusting her tongue deep into my mouth. And I
was sucking it, hard.
As soon as my eyes opened, though, I sat up quickly and Julie
drew away. Before I could say anything, she laid her head on my
chest and hugged me saying, "Oh, Erin. You are such a friend. I
just can't believe how kind you are to help me like this! I never
new I could get off like that..."
I couldn't help but think that I'd never passed out when I came
before. My mind was spinning and I tried hard to figure out what
I was thinking as she continued. "I feel so much better now, and
I can't thank you enough." When she looked up at me, Julie's
eyes where aglow and she had a smile that was, I guess you'd say
radiant.
I don't remember what I said to her then, I was nervous and
afraid to let her see how uncomfortable I felt. I think I
muttered a bit. In a few moments I had gone from the most
relaxed and comfortable to a state of confused anxiety.
I felt a twinge as her cheek brush my nipple, and I quickly sat
up, mumbling about the oven being on or something. Julie didn't
notice a bit, she just led me by the hand to the door and kissed
me on the cheek as I left.
That evening, my husband was amazed by my ardor as I sucked him
off twice without his asking. The next morning I awoke with a
start as in a dream I sat sipping wine with Julie on her couch
and she turned to me, leaned in, and kissed me. Then her tongue
slid into my mouth, and it was when I felt myself suck her in
deeper that I awoke. I am *not* a lesbian, and I repeated that
to myself as I looked over to my still sleeping husband. I
wished he were awake and would fuck me hard, but instead I
decided how better would there be to prove it to myself, and I
crawled under the covers to wake him in a way I knew he would
enjoy.
My husband has never been happier than that week, though once or
twice when he surprised me in the kitchen I had to say I had to
pee in order to slip away and get some KY.
It was a couple of days since that last encounter with Julie when
I saw her next. I had convinced myself that I was OK, and knew
that if anything, it was certainly not her fault; and I didn't
want her to suspect that anything was wrong.
I went over in the afternoon and Julie opened her door in a
bikini. She greeted me warmly and kissed me on the cheek.
(Well, OK, it did end up on the corner of my mouth because I was
afraid to turn my head too quickly.) As she led me inside, my
eyes dropped naturally to her ass.
You see, Julie and I are very similar in build: we are both
slender with an hourglass shape and our asses are the kind that
people say are too big. You know, like Jennifer Lopez? I never
thought it was, and my husband loves mine. I had reassured Julie
in the past.
Her bikini is one I have seen before. Because she is sensitive
about her butt, she does not wear it in public, but the thong
bottom is perfect for tanning in the back yard. As she walked
away from me, my eyes were drawn to the strip of cloth that
seemed to disappear between her cheeks. I marveled at the
smoothness and lack of cellulite and how her hips flared from her
waist into those beautiful globes.
"Erin?" Julie had turned to face me, and I realized she'd been
saying something, but I couldn't remember what she'd said. I
recovered all right, though.
"I'm sorry, Julie, just a busy day. What did you say?"
She looked at me in an amused kind of way and said,
"Drink?...Usual?"
"Um, oh, yeah. Sorry."
She showed not a hint of what went on the other day, and I
relaxed quickly as we chatted. After talking for a while in the
kitchen, we went to sit in the living room. I thought nothing of
it as she sat on the couch with me and we continued on as usual.
It's weird, but everything changed very quickly.
After discussing the shopping we needed to do, Julie asked
innocently how Dave was doing. I don't think anything changed
that instant, but just then my eyes caught site of her erect
nipples under the small cups of her bikini top. As I replied
that he was as usual, I tried without success to remember if her
nipples had been hard all through our conversation.
Julie continued, "I'm so glad. I know I keep saying this, but
thank you so much, Erin."
I replied without thinking and said, "Hey, what are friends for?"
And almost at the same instant we both started giggling.
That broke the tension in me a bit, and I proceeded to tell her
how randy Dave had been. I didn't tell her, though, how much I
had been sucking him off. Julie laughed when I told her how I
had to slip off to get KY when he wanted to do it in the kitchen
and I began to get into the spirit while telling her the
titillating tale.
I didn't notice as she moved closer, and I didn't notice when her
hand had found my thigh, but when I finished laughing at one
point, I asked her how she'd been, and that's when I felt her
closeness.
"Oh, um, OK, you know."
"Hmm?" I was puzzled.
"Oh, come on, I'm all right..."
But I was a bit dense, I guess, so I asked, "What do you mean?"
Julie answered, "Well, I'm back to where I was..." and she seemed
to trail off.
It was then that I realized what she was saying, and I laid my
hand on top of hers and said, "I'm so sorry, Julie."
She took my hand in both of hers and as she looked me deeply in
the eyes said, "I'm so lucky to have you for a friend."
I felt the warmth of genuine friendship for her then, and stayed
like that looking back into her eyes. After a moment I heard her
ask, "Erin, could I?"
I had relaxed again and just replied with a "Hmm?"
"Would you let me try again? To cum I mean." And as I realized
what she'd been saying I felt it. I guess with all that giggling
I didn't recognize it, but my nipples were straining and I was a
little damp.
I was still looking into her eyes and all the love and friendship
that I saw there. I could feel a conscious part of me drifting
away a bit as I heard myself say very softly, "OK."
Julie held my eyes as she lifted my hand to her mouth and kissed
it lightly. She moistened her lips and kissed the back of my
hand again and I felt her lips open a bit. My hand was limp and
Julie, still looking into my eyes, turned it over palm up and
again kissed it lightly and then again in a more open wet kiss.
I tingled all over, and it was this most incredibly mesmerizing
feeling. I could feel a pleasant tingling sensation in my head
at my scalp, and that same buzz was in my breasts, in my nipples
seeming to extend them further, and down to my belly where the
warmth spread to my pussy. Then July opened her mouth and her
tongue came out and licked from the tips of my fingers upward.
As she reached my knuckles her tongue separated my fingers and as
she slowly dragged it through the V-junction, I felt a spasm in
my pussy and I knew I was very wet. I felt my eyes start to
flutter.
It was like a strange dream. This part of me had separated and
was thinking over and over again, "no don't do this, not again"
while my body reacted to Julie and did exactly as she wanted.
Again I lifted myself as she unfastened my shorts and pulled them
off of me. This time she did not dwell on my panties. She ran
her hand up over my wet mound and clasped the waistband with both
hands and pulled. Again I lifted myself so she could pull them
off. All the while her eyes never left mine.
As my panties came off she place her hands on the insides of my
thighs and slowly moved them up separating my knees until I was
sitting there with legs spread wide and my pussy exposed to her.
As her hands reached my junction, her eyes left mine, dropping to
my pussy.
It was like my eyes were still drawn to hers as my gaze fell to
my opening. I could see how swollen my lips had become. Julie
this time was different. She was careful and deliberate, and it
held me spellbound. With both thumbs she pulled my lips apart to
reveal the wetness within, then moving slowly she brought her
face closer and breathed my sent deeply through her nose. Then
in one slow languid motion she brought her mouth over me and
began to make love to me with her tongue.
This time was more amazing. It felt so good, and there was a
depth of intoxication to it as I felt her love seem to enter me.
Still a part of me rebelled and as Julie devoured me, I became
vocal. In my cries I tried to stop her, but my "No, Julie" was
interrupted by the spasms she was causing and it came out as "Oh,
no, Julie. Oh! God! Oh! No, oh, please, oh, no." I think I knew
the tone of my voice would not stop her.
This time she held me at a peak for the longest time without
sending me over. I'd get closer and closer and my voice would
raise incoherently and then she'd back off or stop. Once or
twice she clamped down and seemed to shake and quiver and stop.
Then just as I'd begin to regain control, she'd start again. I
had never known anything like that before.
I looked down at her again and saw her focused intently on my
pussy and the thought passed through my mind that she *liked*
licking my pussy and I lost all resistance. I ran my fingers
through her hair coaxing her trying not to grab her and pull her
in. There were no more words coming out of me, just mumbling and
keening, and finally she let me go: She surrounded my clit with
her lips and tongue and gently but firmly sent me over, and again
I lost all sense...
---
I awoke from the most relaxed state to find her head on my chest
again, and I thought she was asleep as she lay with her arms
around me. I was in a kind of fog as what had happened slowly
sunk in. Again Julie had brought me off like nothing had before,
and I felt a deep dread in the pit of my stomach. I wondered at
what was happening to me.
In my mind I remembered the pleasure I felt and I began to tingle
again. Quickly I thought of David: of bending over the couch in
our living room as he took me from behind. I loved it when he
did that, the feel of his hands gripping my waist, and as he
speeds up I imagine he is unable to stop and it always sends me
over. Sometimes when he comes home he'll hug me and I'll feel
his hardness against me and it makes me feel so sexy that he is
so immediately hot for me...
Julie stirred and looked up at me. In her eyes were none of the
fear, and she smiled broadly and said, "Oh Erin, you made me come
so many times and so hard!"
My immediate reaction was to correct her, I mean, she made me
come only once, and then I realized that she was talking about
herself. My eyes went wide as I began to realize what had been
going on while she was licking me.
Julie continued, "I must have cum a half a dozen times, it was so
wonderful and you are a friend like no other, thank you." She
propped her chin upon one hand and grinned up at me.
Again my thoughts whirled and a slow panic began to over take me.
I needed to do something. I needed to not go there with her...
I needed to get fucked. As that last thought crossed my mind, I
pictured David taking me again, and I calmed a bit. I grasped a
hold of it and decided I needed to take charge of the situation.
"Julie, uh, you need a man."
Julie smiled again, and wistfully replied, "Yeah... I do..." And
then she looked back up at me and said, "But until I find one...
thank God I have you for a friend."
I almost choked but I managed to stifle myself and fish for a
reply. "You know what you should do?"
"Hmmm, what?" Julie again looked at up at me with those beautiful
eyes.
"Uh," I cast about for anything and then that image of David
pounding me came to mind. "You need a dildo. Or how about a
vibrator?"
"Oh but I do! I have my Wand, I mean."
"Wand?" I asked.
"You know, Erin, 'Magic Wand' that's the brand name of it, my
vibrator. It works great, and it's fun to use, but all I'm able
to do is get more frustrated. Back when I was seeing, Tom, I'd
use it sometimes before we went out. Tom didn't know but he
loved it those times when I was so randy."
I felt better now that we were on a more, um, "straight" track.
And finding an area she hadn't tried I decided to push her more
in that direction. "Yeah, but what about a dildo?"
Julie flushed a bit and lowered her voice. "Well, I've tried
some things... You know, like candles."
"Was it OK?"
"No." I could see Julie begin to tear up a bit as she continued,
"Don't you see, it's the excitement from what I know my partner
is feeling that sends me over."
In my mind I saw her again intently, lovingly, and I imagined
longingly sucking my clit and I began to understand what she was
talking about, I felt myself begin to moisten. Again I tried to
focus and I shook that thought off. "But you can do it Julie.
I'm sure of it, anybody can learn to bring herself off, it just
takes a new approach. I'll help you." And too late it occurred
to me what I might be saying.
Julie gave me a quick hug saying, "Oh, thank you!" And she
stretched up to kiss me. On the mouth this time as I was too
stunned trying to figure out what I had gotten myself into...
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