Gentle Hands and Wet Lips

She parted her lips and gently ran her fingers over the pink, wet flesh. Gentle female touches ignited her. The opening widened on its own, more and more, and Mila dipped her tongue into it. She kissed her, sucking her clitoris into her mouth and passionately licking it

She was relatively happily married. She had no need for something "on the side", but a little variety is always nice. And she knew how to read the signs of possible passion and seize the moments that came her way. Her last "victim" was a fitness trainer: young, handsome, and well "equipped". She always came late at night and of course stayed last. The equipment she trained on and "exercised" with was really great and helped her maintain her fitness and whole body. There was no piece of equipment that she and the young stallion hadn't managed to work through the assigned exercises; it tickled her between her legs as she thought about it. However, it had become quite dangerous because the young man had become too "attached" to her, so she hadn't been going to fitness for a while. She hoped the young man would "cool off" or find some new willing workout partner.
She packed her things into her bag that day and headed to the fitness center. To her relief, she noticed he wasn't there. As you always find out what interests you without even asking, she heard he had received a better offer and left. He was replaced by an attractive woman, roughly her age. They quickly became friends. Since she was a relatively frequent visitor, the new trainer didn't need to guide her through the exercises, just added some new ones. She cheerfully completed everything assigned and headed for the shower. She quickly finished and got ready, as she was always the last. Mila, the trainer, was waiting for her. To repay her kindness, she invited her over for a drink, and she liked her, so they thought they could chat a little more in the peace of her home. Her husband was away, so they could have all those "female" conversations without interruption. Besides, she didn't like being alone. She was quite exhausted from the exercises, as she had been abstaining for a while, so she complained to Mila about muscle pain. The trainer immediately offered to massage her. She took off her clothes and lay down on the bed. Mila rubbed the oil she had given her into her hands and skillfully began the massage. Her hands were warm and gentle; she felt herself getting excited. She didn't want Mila to notice, so she was careful with her movements and breathing. Her little fish was getting wetter and wetter. Mila continued to massage her, bringing relief to her muscles but also tension to her insides. While rubbing her thighs, her hand brushed lightly over her wet panties. She didn't even flinch; it must have been an accident. Mila rubbed her whole body, even massaged her feet and toes.
- There, it's done - she said.
She was sorry it had ended so quickly.
- Do you want me to massage you in front as well?
- Oh, yes, please - she almost cried out.
She turned onto her back, offering the trainer a view of the front of her shapely body. Mila gently repeated the process of oiling her hands. She felt her palms back on her feet. She started from the bottom and slowly approached her belly, then her breasts and neck. And then she placed her hands on her breasts. She looked at her, seeking her permission for that. She pulled Mila onto herself and thrust her tongue into her mouth, and Mila was just looking for that. She pulled away from her and undressed, then straddled her, sitting on her belly. She felt Mila's wet pussy on her skin. She massaged her breasts, gently rubbing in the remaining oil. She ran her palm over her round breasts, gently touching her nipples. Her touches were the most exciting thing she had ever felt. Then Mila lowered her head, taking her nipples alternately into her mouth, sucking them. She felt her head pounding and her legs trembling. She orgasmed while Mila was just touching her breasts. Mila didn't let go of her. She spread her legs and sat in front of her juicy, wet fig, drenched in new juices. She parted her lips and gently ran her fingers over the pink, wet flesh. Gentle female touches ignited her. The opening widened on its own, more and more, and Mila dipped her tongue into it. She kissed her, sucking her clitoris into her mouth and passionately licking it. With long gentle movements, she then ran her tongue all over her open, eager pussy. Slowly, she first inserted one finger inside, then another finger joined that one, and then another finger. She was dazed as Mila explored her insides with her fingers. She caught her nipples and rubbed them, pushing her pelvis towards Mila, seeking more and more. She was overwhelmed by another orgasm, and with a moan, she surrendered to the climax that violently shook her entire body. But Mila didn't stop. She stood above her, offering her her unsatisfied kitty. She thrust her tongue inside, feeling for the first time the sweet juices of femininity in her mouth. She licked and licked, and then Mila turned into a 69 position, once again aiming for her. She caressed Mila's buttocks, plunging her tongue into her kitty. She spread her with her fingers so her tongue could penetrate deeper, and then she inserted her fingers inside as well. She felt Mila stiffen. She pulled her fingers in and gently pulled them out, then returned them again, while Mila moaned and shamelessly enjoyed. With her tongue, she teased her clitoris, watching the convulsions of her body above her and feeling her tongue inside her. They perfectly felt each other's rhythm and needs. Mila moaned as she brought her to climax, shaking her butt and hips, begging through gasps for it to never stop. But even while she was climaxing, Mila didn't stop thinking about her pleasure. She led her towards a third orgasm, which completely ravaged her already exhausted body like a storm. She wanted to give her a little more pleasure and repay her for all the satisfaction she had received from her, so she reached for the vibrator from the drawer. Mila lay on her back and watched her. She spread her legs and turned on the vibrator. She wanted to bring her to climax using only it. At first, she gently inserted the vibrator into her vagina, slowly, watching her and enjoying Mila's pleasure. She didn't want her to climax too quickly. She tormented her, driving her crazy, while Mila mixed her hips more fiercely. Then she quickened the rhythm and intensity of the vibrations, watching Mila as she convulsed and moaned, climaxing. She waited for her climax to pass, and then she plunged the vibrator, completely wet from Mila's juices, into herself, sailing towards yet another relaxing orgasm.
It was a crazy female party, which they both knew would soon be repeated. And in, they were convinced, a better, gentler version.