Sarah Pt. 04

Sarah (Part 4)

My name is Sarah, I'm from Dublin and I am 20. I am 5'5, brunette, slim with 34 B breasts and a nice round but firm ass. I was in many ways your typical college girl. I had been using my time at the gym to stay in shape but also to have sex with women. After a few months of this routine, I was deciding to start looking elsewhere for more adventurous sex. I put of looking for a relationship and decided to look for a regular sex partner, maybe even a group thing but I wanted a more dominant partner. I had recently started watching some strap-on sex between lesbians, bi-women and trans women. I had found it to be stimulating and a turn-on. So, I bought myself a butt plug and a suction cup dildo, which I started to use regularly to pleasure myself but also get my ass and vagina use to being fucked. As I had done before, I used my dating app to pick out any potential candidates. I was looking for someone attractive, older than me with a fuller figure, but who was looking for a submissive or first-time girl to use, control or dominate.

As I was resetting my parameters, I not only looked at women between 35 and 65 years of age and said I was looking for someone to strap-on fuck me but also some of the trans women. Clearly here I would have been looking at trans women who liked to top, i. e. fuck not be fucked. I enjoyed checking out the profiles, imagining what they were like, what possible experiences it might bring. I decided to only go with women for the time being and see who was interested in meeting for sex. Most of the women I liked were feminine and I was going through them carefully when I came upon a woman I knew. She was the mother of a girl called Danielle that I used to go to secondary school with and played soccer with for a bit. She was called Ann-Marie, a brunette, curvaceous, in her late forties, a bit chubby with big tits. I remember her being quite a nice woman and her husband a bit of an ass. He had some high-profile job which meant he was away a lot. According to her profile, she was divorced, lived alone, bi-curious, and was looking to meet someone her own age.

I was a bit shocked as I thought she was in a happy marriage and was going to move on, but something stopped me. I decided to message her even though I wasn't what she was looking for and see what would happen. A couple of days later I received a message back saying she remembered me and would like to chat. I gave her my phone number and told her to contact me any time she was free. I got a phone call a bit later were we chatted for a bit. She hadn't had any experience with women and was looking to change that but was a bit apprehensive as she hadn't dated anyone since before she was married and certainly not anyone from the same sex. I told her we should meet for coffee, have a chat where I might be able to share some of my experiences. I told her it was just a chat with no pressure or expectation to do anything, so that seem to put her at ease. We arranged to meet a couple of days later at a local café.

I could see that she looked well, she wore a plain dress that made her breasts look amazing, her hair was tied back in a ponytail and make-up done. I wore jeggings, a tank top and a hoodie with sneakers. I had arrived there before her and was seated when she entered.

"Hi Ann-Marie," I said in greeting I said as I stood to meet her.

"Hi Sarah, it's so good of you to meet me," she said sitting down.

"Would you like to order something?" I asked as the waitress approached our table.

"Latte, please," she said.

"I'll have an Americano."

"So how are you? How is Danielle? I haven't seen you in years," I said, making small talk.

"She is good, in Galway in her second year of university and seems to love it."

"And you?" I asked.

"Me, I'm divorced, have been for a year now, separated for nearly three years and slowly getting my life back on track. What about you?" she asked.

"In University, like Danielle in second year, working part-time, still playing soccer and living at home," I said, smiling.

"I was surprised when I got your message as I didn't realize you were a lesbian," she whispered.

"Yes, it took me a while to figure it out, but I'm getting there," I replied, smiling.

The waitress arrived back to our table with our orders. We sat sipping our beverages and chatted. I found out that her husband had cheated on her with a younger woman he worked with. She said that this gave her the excuse to call an end to an unhappy marriage. Her daughter Danielle lives with her but since she went away to university, she only comes home once a month. She told me she had always been bi-curious but had never acted on it and wouldn't have while Danielle was living with her. But since Danielle has been away, she finally decided to sign up to a dating app. I found her to be pleasant company, very open and forthcoming. Looking at her from across the table, I also got a nice view of her cleavage and knew she would get plenty of attention in the right sort of company.

"So have you had much luck since you signed up for the dating app?" I asked.

"Well, one or two others have messaged me since I posted my profile, one rather crude and the other a bit to young so I haven't met anyone yet," Ann-Marie said quietly.

"The apps can be a bit hit and miss. Sometimes you might meet someone right of the bat other times a lot of messages, but people get cold feet. Other times they don't show up, or they are curious and just like the chat and attention," I stated.

"Good to know, so have you met many women?" she asked.

"Yes, but I only have started this last year once I fully recognized that I am a lesbian."

"And you like older women?" Ann-Marie said.

"Yes, especially older dominant women with a fuller figure," I replied confidently.

"Why?"

"I don't know the answer to that."

"I mean you are very attractive, young and fit. Have you not dated anyone your own age?" she asked.

"No, I haven't and don't seem to be inclined to. When I started using the dating apps, it was for one-off hookups for sex and sex alone. I thought some of the profiles of the women around my age were a bit high maintenance or full of themselves. Whereas older women are a bit more mature, interesting and know what they want."

"May I ask about your first dates, how they went and were you nervous at all?" Ann-Marie inquired.

"I was nervous, I mean, meeting strangers can be, just as I'm sure that you were a bit nervous coming to meet me today," I said smiling.

"Yes, I was," she said.

"Well, I hope meeting me is the first of your many experiences and that it will put you at ease going forward," I said genuinely.

"I hope so."

I told her about some of my first dates and hookups. I could see Ann-Marie blushed as I spoke, so I decided not to go into too much depth in case it put her off. As we were finishing up and about to leave, Ann-Marie thanked me and gave me a hug; I gave her a quick peck on the cheek.

"If you would like to chat, maybe go out or meet up sometime, just text or call me."

"I will, Sarah, thank you."

We texted and chatted over the phone a few times over the next week or so, even met for lunch one afternoon. She had told me that she had several other replies to her profile on the dating app and that she had messaged one or two of them back. We had a nice lunch and agreed to stay in touch. That evening, I got a message from an English woman who was in Dublin on business and was looking for a hook-up for the night. Her name was Gwen and she was staying in the Carlton. She was free on the Friday evening as she was due to fly back to London on Saturday morning. She was forty, a plain-looking, large woman with brown hair and a bit overweight. We texted one another back and forth and arranged to meet in the hotel bar around 8pm for a drink. I wore faded slim-fit jeans, white blouse, ankle boots and a padded maxi jacket as it was cold and wet outside. I got the bus to there and when I arrived, I spotted her at the bar immediately. She was quite broad and robust, with large breasts and was dressed in a navy trouser suit with a white blouse.

I walked up to where she was seated. "Gwen."

"Sarah," she said, turning to greet me.

"It's nice to meet you," I said moving to sit next to her at the bar.

"You too. What would you like to drink?" Gwen asked.

"A Cronin's cider, thank you."

"Have you eaten?" she asked.

"Yes, I ate earlier, thank you."

She ordered my drink from a barman and noticed the raindrops on my jacket.

Did you get caught in a shower?" Gwen asked.

"Yes, just as I was walking from the bus to here."

"You poor thing, we don't want you to catch a cold. Look, why don't we go to my suite where you can dry off and be more comfortable," she said.

"Sure, if that's ok with you."

"It's fine, I have eaten as well and was just waiting on your arrival. There are fresh towels and a hair dryer in my room for you to use," Gwen said smiling.

"Lead the way," I said.

Gwen told the barman to charge the drinks to her room and lead me through the lobby area to a set of elevators. Her room was on the fifth floor, so we had time to chat. She was telling me that her meetings ran overtime today and she had only got back to the hotel at 7pm. She said she hadn't had time to shower, so she dropped her briefcase of to the room and went for her dinner just before I arrived. Once we were in the lift, it went very quiet as it does when two people who have just met don't know what to say next.

Gwen broke my reverie. "I was delighted that you answered me back and agreed to come and meet me," she said, smiling.

"I was thrilled to receive your message."

"Oh really," Gwen said.

"Especially now after meeting you," I said, smiling.

She took my hand as we exited the lift and walked along the corridor to her room. I was delighted that I had decided to meet her and was contemplating what sort of night I was in for. Once inside, Gwen directed me to the bathroom where there were fresh towels to dry my hair. I went in and found the towels ready to dry my hair. I entered the bedroom again, where Gwen had taken her blazer off and was sipping her wine. She moved towards me, grabbing a hold of me in a passionate embrace and kissed me. Her tongue quickly slid past my teeth and kept going until it was tickling the roof of my mouth. She gripped my ass and pulled me into a tight embrace. I could feel her breasts pressing against mine as we held each other. I could feel my knees wobble as I let the nervous excitement wash over me.

"Come on, let's get cleaned up properly. Why don't we have a nice hot shower?"

"Ok," I said.

Gwen went into the bathroom and put the shower on before entering the bedroom again. Stripping in front of her was no problem as I had done so many times in changing rooms over the years. I had already kicked my boots off, removed my jeans and was just removing my blouse when I saw her come back in.

"God, you were quick," she said, smiling as she started to unbutton her blouse.

"Why don't I help you?" I said as I stood in my bra and underwear.

"Yes, please."

I removed my bra and approached Gwen. I pulled her in for another kiss as I stood before her in my underwear. I started to unbutton the rest of her blouse while we kissed, throwing it on the floor when done. We were in a deep clench, and I was able to feel her ass while we kissed. I liked the feel of her skin, her nipples pressing into my bare tits. She bent her head and sucked my tit, softly, teasing me.

"Oh God, that feels good," I said as she sucked my tit.

"You are gorgeous, I'm going to enjoy every inch of your body tonight."

Gwen stood back, unzipping her trousers and letting them fall before kicking them off, along with her shoes. She stood there before me now, dressed simply in her bra and I was right: her breasts were just huge, encased in a simple white garment. I walked over to her and reached for her, immediately, her arms went around me. I led her back to the couch, my hands caressing her all the while. She allowed me to kiss her as I reached back to unsnap her bra, freeing those huge orbs.

"Oh Sarah, it feels so good, don't stop," she breathed huskily into my mouth.

I had no intention of stopping. My hand crept back to the area beneath her massive breasts; they felt so heavy, warm, soft. I massaged them, feeling the weight of the right one as it nestled into my palm. My hand strayed upward, my palm now just grazing her nipple, it was erect and felt like a large rubbery grape. I grasped it gently between my fingers, tweaking it. Gwen moaned, her legs opened and closed as I continued to caress her.

"I have wanted them as soon as I saw your profile; they feel wonderful," I whispered to her.

I felt her body relax as I spoke to her, yielding itself even more.

"Well, it's been a while, so they need plenty of attention," she said.

Gwen lay her head back on the couch. I dropped my head down to her chest; her nipple was fully erect now begging for my lips. I kissed all over her right breast, my tongue dancing as I neared her nipple finally, I suckled it into my mouth, while gently flicking my tongue over its surface.

"Oh my," moaned Gwen, "oh yes, oh yes"..... she said through gritted teeth.

Her legs were moving now, opening and closing as I sucked and licked first one nipple then the other. My right hand now moved between her legs, I felt the long, crinkly hairs of her pubis beneath the large cotton panties she wore. I trailed my fingers up and down her well-covered slit, feeling moisture beneath the cloth. She was getting wet. I continued to suck her chunky nipples; they tasted so good, hard and rubbery.

"Oh, this feels wonderful," she breathed, her legs parted even more, allowing me more access to her mound.

I parted her meaty thighs even more and reached up to slide my hand down inside her panties. My finger felt the immediate wetness of her wide, tight slit. Her vagina was leaking like a sieve. Sticky, warm and exuding an odour of pure, unadulterated excitement. I felt my own wetness but pleasing her was my first concern. Gwen pulled me closer and kissed me again, this time longer and with more warmth. I felt her hands move lower to clench my ass again, but this time move inside my underwear and push them aside while she too pushed her hand between my thighs and felt my pussy with her fingers.

"That's wet, honey." She said as we kissed again.

She brought her hand up to my mouth and ran her fingers across my lips.

"Do you like that, Sarah?" She asked, appraising me.

"Yes," I said softly.

As we sat on the couch kissing, fingering each other, I noticed for the first time that Gwen was much taller than me. I increased the pace of my fingering of her as we sat there and soon getting a welcome response.

"Oh fuck," she moaned as her excitement increased.

I continued, knowing that she was closer to climax than me.

She moaned softly. "Yes, oh yes," mouthing the words in my mouth as she stopped fingering me as she neared her orgasm.

Suddenly it hit her and she moaned, "fuck."

I slowly removed my finger as the rush went through her body. I was dizzy with excitement, having made her come so easily. Our mouths continued in their joy, my hand slowly rubbed her back, then slid slowly to her butt, squeezing her soft but large cheeks as my tongue dived deep into her mouth at the same time. I felt her arms wrap tightly around my back, and she ground her body up against mine. As her orgasm passed, we made out with a fury. After a few minutes, I felt her pull back, take my hand and lead me to the bathroom. Once inside, I kicked off my underwear and went into the shower while Gwen removed hers as well then joined me. My hands returned to her melons; I began to gently knead the breasts. My hand slid to cup them, almost weigh them in my hands, I heard her moan in delight, so I shut her up by once again pushing my tongue into her waiting mouth.

This time there was no patience; it was pure lust, and our tongues engaged in a furious war. I lowered my head to her breasts and began to plant kisses along them as the water poured over us. My hands gently cupped her large breasts, gently stroking across the nipples. I began to kiss the pink nipples which were hard and erect as my tongue began to circle them. Gwen continued to moan in response to my attention to her breasts. Gwen's arms began to roam up and down my back. Suddenly, she swung me around and pressed me against the wall of the shower. She slowly started to kiss down my neck, then to my shoulder, and slowly descending lower. She reached one of my nipples, her tongue lightly circling it, eliciting a moan from me. She began to suck on the nipple, surrounding it with her lips. Her hand began to lightly stroke the other one; it tightened beneath the touch.

Gwen kissed down the breast, lovingly licking the valley between them before moving to the other nipple and circling it with her tongue. She then took it too into her mouth, sucking it in. Her hand began to stroke the recently abandoned nipple where I could only moan in response. Her hand continued its journey down, across my tummy, before reaching its destination, between my spread legs. She began to rub her finger up and down my slit, pressing slightly before sliding her finger into my already soaking wet pussy. I lean back and spread my legs further apart to encourage her more. She spends the next several minutes playing with her finger inside of me. The whole situation has me extremely excited. I know I'm wet as I can hear the squishy sounds her finger makes as it moves inside my folds.

"Oh!" I cry out as she inserts two and then pushes them completely into my vagina.

"That's it, babe, let Gwen look after your needs," she whispers in my ear.

Gwen moves her fingers back and forth in my pussy, making me shake with arousal. The feeling and arousal between my legs are so wonderful that at first I don't even notice her mouth exploring my breasts, nibbling and sucking my nipples and just ravishing them. Her left hand is between my legs, two fingers working my pussy, while her thumb flips my clit back and forth, generating needy tremors in my pelvis each time it does so. It's driving me wild, my hips start to jerk, my breath rushes in and out --my back arches, I grab frantically onto her shoulders, and with a brief scream I come, harder than I've ever come in my life. My orgasm seems to go on forever, shaking there in her arms, little cries of ecstasy forced from my lips as the waves soar through me. An electric charge surges through my entire body as she keeps going, still stimulating me. Her mouth is on mine again, smothering my cries with her sweet lips and tongue as her hands continue to work me down below.

After a few minutes we left the shower to dry ourselves. Once back in the bedroom, Gwen handed me a towel while she dried herself off. We didn't bother to dry our hair, instead climbing into the bed and under the blankets as we were a bit cold after the shower. Once we were both under the blankets, we embraced and kissed. I pushed Gwen onto her back and briefly nuzzled her large nipples before kissing my way down her torso to her thick legs. Looking up at her, I gave a sly smile before using my tongue and lips to tease her by kissing and licking her thighs and her slit. In what seemed like moments, Gwen was extremely wet and ready. She gasped as my, before concentrating my efforts on her eager clit. Gwen grasped at the bed covers as she tried to keep her moans quiet.

I stayed there for quite some time, eagerly eating her pussy as she firmly held my mouth against her sex. I would have preferred having a little latitude to move my tongue more than I was given by her control of my head. Well, if that would get her off, I was happy to be involved. I did my best to tongue her deep to her core and soon my actions started to pay off as she came. I got a good gush of her nectar as she quivered against my face, it was wonderful. After perhaps a minute of recovery, she told me to get on my hands and knees. Sad to be done, at least for the moment, I did as she commanded. Now recovered from her orgasm, I felt Gwen climb back off the bed and went to a bedside dresser.

She took out a strap-on and was fastening it into place. It wasn't too big which was a relief, approx. 6 inches long. Was she going to fuck me doggie style? I love watching porn where they are getting it from behind, so I was delighted with that. I assumed the position, but she had me move to the end of the bed. My knees where on the edge of the mattress, and my shins and feet were allowed to dangle down.

"You have such a beautiful ass, so tight and fit."

"Thank you," I whispered.

"I bet it tastes wonderful," she said as she placed her hands on my butt and spread them and probed my asshole with her tongue.

She continued to tongue my ass, probing it with her tongue before slipping a finger in.

"Delicious, "she said.

"Oh, that feels so good," I moaned as she fingered my ass.

I was almost relieved when I felt her applying lubricant to my asshole. I then felt her grab my hips as she positioned herself; I felt her strap on dildo pressing against my sphincter. I reached back to pull my cheeks apart, to give her a more accessible target. She just used steady pressure with her faux cock and to my surprise, my ass just opened. I expected her to just start ramming me as she had promised to fuck me into submission. But she didn't. She took her time slowly fucking me with the entire length of the dildo. This spread the lubricant more evenly, something I learned later to appreciate.

"How does it feel?"

"It feels wonderful."

"Good, because I'm going to start pounding your ass," she said.

"Oh god," I moaned as she pushed it in deep.

"Rub your clit back and forth as fast and hard as you can," she instructed. Fine, instant orgasm. Then she hit me with the bad news.

I felt her hands grip my hips firmly as she began fucking me with force.

"Oh my God," I yelled.

Although I was moaning, she held me tightly and continued to fuck me relentlessly. My mind went blank as my body responded on autopilot. I was one quivering mass of sexual energy. I felt a tremendous pressure building in my pussy. It was unlike anything I had felt before. It felt like I had to pee. She had been savagely fucking my ass. Every nerve ending in my body had been turned on by the pressure I was putting on my clit. Although I didn't understand that at the time, within minutes I immediately exploded. I'd never been so consumed by an orgasm. Honestly, I don't even remember it because my body was overwhelmed by a series of what I can only describe as seizures. I know I felt all my muscles tensing, my body shaking side to side and an amazing release of endorphins. How long did it last? I don't know. I probably blacked out for a while. I do remember finally coming back to my senses and Gwen turning me over onto my back.

She climbed on top of me, lowering her breasts to my mouth before kissing me again. As we were kissing, I felt with her other hand guide the tip of the dildo into my wet opening. I moaned as she pushed the strap-on in, slowly at first but then pushing it in and out deeper each time

"I want to see your face as I fuck you."

Gwen then started to fuck me more vigorously causing me to grunt and groan as it filled me up. I tried to speak but only a moan came out.

"Remember this is what you wanted, what you had fantasies about," Gwen whispered to me as she continued to fuck me at a steady rhythm.

"Yes." I groaned.

"You are a most beautiful girl, and I knew that I simply had to have you." She said stepping up her pace.

I could only moan as Gwen steadily fucked me as hard as she could, with each stroke I moaned or grunted.

"That's it, my little sub," Gwen whispered. "Just give in."

"Oh god, Gwen," I moaned as she fucked me even harder until I finally orgasmed.

With one last scream, I collapsed as Gwen held the strap-on deep inside me for a few more moments, and then finally pulled out, before falling beside me and spooning me. She held on to me for some time before she removed the strap-on. We cuddled for a bit before falling asleep. At some stage during the night, I was woken by the noise of the extractor fan going off in the bathroom. I realized once I had come around that Gwen must have got up to go to the bathroom. I switched the lamp on next to me to check my phone for the time and noticed it was 4am.

Just then Gwen came out of the bathroom and spotted me awake. "Oh, Sarah, I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" she said apologetically.

"It's ok," I said.

"I had to go, the wine goes through me," Gwen said, climbing back into bed and cuddling up next to me.

I stared at her for a moment, our eyes locking one another before I leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips.

When I broke the kiss, I said, "I couldn't resist; you look delicious."

She smiled a knowing smile. "Don't let me stop you," Gwen said.

I moved to kiss her again and I ran my hands over her stomach down to her, moving to put my hand between her legs. As we kissed, I wiggled my fingers a little, pushing her legs apart just enough for me to get my hand in between. I started stroking her pussy, which was already damp; she sighed a little bit. Gwen was getting wetter, and I didn't have any trouble rubbing her there. I was so turned on as I stroked and rubbed her slit, I slid 2 fingers inside. I started to fuck her with my fingers. Gwen was moaning and moving her hips against my hand as I rubbed her clit very fast. After I'd been at her for a couple of more minutes, she tensed up and she came.

Gwen was out of breath, but she said, "Oh my God, that was AWESOME, what a way to wake up."

"I'm not done yet," I said, smiling.

I climbed on top of her and positioned my pussy over hers in a scissor-like position. I could feel her warm pussy between my own lips; her clit was pressed into mine, and I began to grind against her. I started to slowly rub my clit over hers, which was already soaking wet. The more into it I got, the faster I would grind and press her. Our tits bounced as we moved, our clits moving faster over each other.

She slowly moaned, "Oh god," and came into my pussy.

As I hadn't cum, yet I untangled myself and moved to straddle her head. I held onto the headboard as I lowered my wet pussy onto her face. She grabbed my ass, pulling it into her and began licking my wet pussy before burying her tongue deep inside me.

"That's it, ride my face, baby," Gwen murmured.

After a few minutes as I became more turned on, I started to grind my pussy onto her face. Within moments, my body tensed up as I came. After my orgasm had passed, I climbed of her face and lay down next to her.

"How was that, sweetie?" she said with the moisture of my juices still on her face.

"Wonderful," I said, kissing her.

We lay there, kissing and making out once again before finally falling back to sleep. I awoke about 3 hours later to Gwen in her bathroom robe packing some of her clothes and things into a suitcase.

"Morning, sleepyhead," she said, smiling as I sat up in bed and yawned.

"Morning," I said, still half asleep.

"There is some breakfast on the trolley," she said as she continued to pack.

I got out of bed slowly and went over to the trolley and got some juice before sitting down on a chair, naked, watching her pack.

"Done, just got to put my wash bag and bathroom robe in once I have my shower," as she placed some clean clothes out on a chair.

"What time do you fly out?" I asked.

"Not for a couple of hours."

"No hurry then," I said, smiling.

"Mm, someone's still horny, I see."

"Well, if you're not, it's ok," I said.

Gwen removed her robe, letting it fall to the floor, standing there naked with her strap-on already on.

"I had hoped to fuck you again this morning," Gwen said, laughing.

Gwen fucked me several more times with the strap-on before we showered. When she checked out, she kissed me and left in a separate taxi as we were going in opposite directions. She was going to the airport, and I went home.