How Taryn Saved Me

Now and then I reminisce about my sweet Taryn. She is gone now, another lover in her arms, I'm sure. I knew it couldn't last forever but geez, just one fabulous erotic night? Please allow me tell you about us. My name is Jillian, Jill for short. I own a big house in Santa Clara. When my husband died, he left me more money than I would ever need. I knew I would never have to work again the rest of my life. I missed him terribly until Taryn came along. Then it was all Taryn, every breathing moment of my existence. I couldn't get enough of her, even though she was into spanking. She taught me how to enjoy it. And then she left me high and dry, yearning for her love one more time.

I was widowed young. Twenty-five years of age is no time to be a widow. The thought of making love to someone of my own sex had mildly interested me, even while I was married. Josh was a fantastic lover, insatiable at times, especially in those first wonderful years of our marriage, but there was always that strange sensation when I saw a woman whom I felt attracted to. Sometimes, when Josh was plowing into me, I fantasized about being with a woman. My strangest fantasy was being raped by a pretty, blonde nurse with a dildo in a hospital room.

When Josh died in a car accident, I had no one. In my loneliness, I turned to masturbation as a means of release. The nurse rape fantasy often returned to my thoughts as I ran my fingers through my reddish-brown pubic hairs and diddled my clit. Often, I came in seconds at the thought of her dildo entering me anally. Josh had introduced me to anal sex even before we were married. It was a nice diversion which even became part of my masturbating activities.

I have a nice body. Very nice. My breasts aren't large, a small C cup or a large B cup depending on the bra manufacturer, but they are firm and conical-shaped. My nipples are good-sized and extremely sensitive. I'm 5'8" about 140 pounds. I have reddish brown hair that I wear just below my shoulders. My legs are perhaps my best feature, long and lean, they always generate stares from both sexes. My ass is curvy enough to turn heads. My eyes are dark and sultry.

I used to love to tease Josh by doing a sexy strip tease before we made love. I knew he was an ass-man, so I gave him long peeks at my nicely rounded buns, my skirt raised over my hips. When I felt really sexy, I bent over and spread my cheeks for him, exposing my tiny pink hole. He was not averse to kissing me there, and I liked the kinkiness of it. His favorite activity was a tongue in my ass, his thumb in my pussy, and his index finger stroking my clit. Oh, how I could cum when he did that!

I met Taryn at a party. She was wearing an all-white dress (did I think of the nurse subconsciously when we met?) which clung tightly to her shapely body. She was blonde. She was sexy. She was gorgeous. Her blue eyes met mine in an odd sort of way; I felt a mutual attraction as we talked. She was single; a medical assistant for a local doctor. She was witty. She was a little high on chardonnay. Taryn was looking for a roommate, having just moved here from Ohio. It was perfect. I hadn't even thought about a roommate, but Taryn....

She followed me back to my house in her little sports car. Once in my living room, she curled into a chair like a cat, pulling her legs up beneath her after flipping her shoes off. She kind of sat on her feet. The sleek-looking, light-tan, nylon mesh on her legs was either a pair of stockings or pantyhose. I offered her another chardonnay and sat across from her. I could not see very much of her legs, but I could see she was wearing a pink slip beneath her white dress.

We small-talked for a couple of hours, while I plied her with more chardonnays. The drinks loosened her up. Several times, as she shifted her legs, I caught nice glimpses at the expanse of her long legs. I was wearing a skirt myself, a dark blue one with a long-sleeved white blouse. I usually wear hose, but tonight I decided against it. My nipples stiffened in my thin bra. I decided to give her a little show, to see what effect, if any, it might have on her.

I handed her another glass of wine, then slinked into the sofa, directly across from her. At first, I moved both legs onto the cushions, being careful not to open them. I caught her looking at my legs as I moved them. We talked for several more minutes. The light above my head bothered me. Reaching back, I moved my hands to the lamp switch beneath the bulb. As I did, I purposely lifted one leg and bent it at the knee, knowing full well that I was offering her a view of my legs and the crotch of my white undies if she wanted it. I pretended to have trouble with the switch.

"Let me help you," she said, arising from the chair. Taryn leaned slightly over me to reach under the lamp shade. Her body was inches from mine. Her right breast brushed lightly against my shoulder. She turned the light out, leaving a little light from the kitchen to illuminate the room. I felt a movement next to me. When my eyes became accustomed to the semi-darkness, I noticed she was kneeling on the right side of the sofa, next to me. I could smell her perfume; it intoxicated me.

"You are very pretty," Taryn whispered as she lowered her face to mine. Her lips were soft and moist. Her right hand moved to my cheek and caressed it as her elbow came over my left breast. I let her kiss me, feigning indifference. I barely returned the kiss.

"White panties turn me on," she whispered as she moved an inch away.

"When you tried to turn off the light, Jill, you inadvertently showed me your pretty legs and nice white undies."

She soothed my brow with the tips of her fingers. She kissed me ever so lightly on the tip of my nose. Such gentleness!

Taryn cooed, "I think you are beautiful, Jill. Would you be offended if I told you I would like to make love to you?"

In the darkness she couldn't see my blushing face, nor could she know of my wildly beating heart. I wanted her so badly but had to play the game cool. "I've never made love to a woman," I said.

Taryn asked, "Does what I've done so far offend you?"

"I don't think so," I replied.

She continued her query, "Have you ever thought about making love with someone of your own sex?"

"Yes, I guess I have," I answered honestly.

Her fingers moved to my ears, which had always been sensitive to the touch. She gently moved her index finger around the inside of my left ear. It excited me immensely! I was gasping in short breaths. Her forearm was pushing into my breast. I could feel my nipples growing hard as diamonds beneath my bra and white cotton blouse. I think she felt it, too.

"Open your mouth more when I kiss you," Taryn half-hissed just prior to covering my lips with hers.

Obligingly, I opened up to her and felt her tongue snake into my mouth. This time her kiss was more burning. Instinctively, I put my arm around her back and held her to me. I hardly noticed her hand move between our bodies as she shifted slightly and moved her body next to me lengthwise on the sofa. She never broke the kiss as she wrapped herself around me. I didn't even know her hand was there until I felt her fingertips on the inside of my thigh, just under my skirt which was right about at mid-thigh.

Brazenly, she stroked the inside of my leg several inches above my knee. When I closed my legs upon her hand to prevent any further upward movement, I felt like a teenager on my first date. I wanted her hand to touch my sex, but things were moving too fast. My head was swirling with confusion, yet I knew I wanted her to make sweet love to me.

"Open your legs for me, honey," Taryn whispered, pressing the palm of her hand against the inside of my right thigh in an insistent manner. "I'm going to make you feel very nice. I feel so sexy tonight."

"I'm scared!" I lied.

Taryn had a quick answer, "Beginnings are always difficult," she continued in a sexy whisper. Her perfume enveloped me like a boa constrictor. The scent alone was driving me wild with desire. I couldn't get away. I didn't want to get away. I felt her hand beneath the hem of my skirt, moving it higher up my bare legs. The movement was so swift I didn't have time to react. Her fingers were over my panty-covered pussy in an instant. The feeling against my clit was like electric. Just a few quick swipes with her middle finger over the clitoral hood did me in.

"You're a little wet already!" she exclaimed. " Your panties are already moist. Your pussy must be soaking wet. This is really your first time?"

"Yes!" I replied. "Oh, that feels good Taryn."

I opened my legs for her. She grabbed a handful of my crotch as I pulled her face into mine and kissed her passionately, this time driving my tongue into her hot mouth. I was breathing heavily now. She ran her middle finger over my pantied crotch, from the tip of the pubis all the way to my anal area, then back again. She did this several times, pressing between my fatty pussy lips. I had no more defenses; I was a goner.

"Why don't we go to your bedroom," Taryn suggested.

She arose and reached out her hand in the darkness. I knew it was there and grasped it. She pulled me up. I walked on bare feet, hand in hand with Taryn, to the bedroom down the hall. I was scared yet I wasn't. I knew what I was doing. It was Taryn who had all the wine. It was I who had done the seducing with my turn off the light trick.

Taryn turned on the light as we entered the room. "I want to see what you look like beneath your clothes," she said. "I like plenty of light. Is that O. K.?"

"Yes... I guess," I replied, somewhat shyly.

Taryn moved to the side of the bed and sat on it in front of me. She parted her legs far enough to permit me to move between them; my knees pressed into the side of the bed. She planted the side of her face between my breasts and moved the palms of her hands to my ass. She gripped me back there, squeezing the globes over my skirt.

"You have nice buns," she said softly, squeezing them just a bit harder.

I smiled, somewhat embarrassed. "Thank you," I said sheepishly. I enjoyed the closeness, the attention I was receiving. I gripped her head with my arms and held it tightly against my chest.

"I like buns," she said. Without warning, her hands moved quickly down the backs of my thighs, under my skirt, then back up again, retracing the path over my bare legs, once more grasping my behind, this time over my rapidly moistening panties.

"Mmm," she said, "such nice soft undies." Taryn cupped the globes once more. I closed my eyes and enjoyed. As she toyed with my ass, her face moved into my left breast, kissing it softly on the side. Her lips moved gently over the nipple covered by my bra and blouse. My bra was white, like my undies. It was also thin and didn't keep my diamond hard nipples concealed well. She bit slightly into the blouse material, catching the fully erect nubbin between her teeth.

"Oh, that's feels wonderful!" I sighed. "It's been so long."

"Since you've had some good loving?" Taryn asked.

"Yes," I replied.

"I'd like to teach you a lot of things you never imagined, honey. It will take a lot of trust on your part. But you will feel great, and so will I. What do you think?"

I opened my eyes and looked into hers. "I'm game," I said.

"Let's see these pretty undies." Taryn leaned back slightly, looking down at my legs. I felt my skirt rising over my hips. I had worn pure-white, rayon, bikini-styled panties, embroidered with flowery lace along the front in a 'V' styled pattern, with the lace beginning the top of the reinforced plain crotch, and widening until it reached the waist band along the top.

"Very nice!" she exclaimed as she held my skirt over my waist with her left hand and touched the front of the material with the palm of her right hand, pressing slightly into my abdomen. Red-faced, I looked down. The panties did nothing to hide the curly forest of pubic hairs just above the crotch. She whisked the tips of her fingers over the entire front of the lacy material, exploring the softness of the cloth. When she pressed into the pubis, mingling her fingers in the thick thatch of curls, I gasped audibly.

"A natural redhead," she said of my bush.

My face turned scarlet. For whatever reason, her hand did not wander between my legs, as it had back on the sofa, even though I wanted it there so badly. Instead, it moved upward, over my tummy, until it came to rest under my left breast which she immediately cupped in her palm. I threw my head back and opened my mouth. Her touch was electrifying. No matter where it was, it moved me further under her spell. She toyed with my turgid nipple over the bra and cotton blouse, using her index and middle fingers to excite me there.

She looked up at me with big blue eyes. "Lie down on the bed, doll, and I'll give you a nice massage."

"I'd like that," I said, moving to her side and falling forward, face down. All the while, she continued to hold my skirt up over my waist, so that when I was completely prone on my stomach, my panty-covered ass was fully exposed. She rose from her seated position and, lifting me by my bare legs, moved me around until I was lying normally on the top of the bedspread, facing the headboard, on my tummy. I kept my legs closed tightly, still feeling a little shy. She knelt next to my supine body, her knees just touching my hips.

Then she did a strange thing. After telling me what a beautiful tush I had, she gave it a good, hard slap, on my panties. It hurt just a bit. "Ow!" I cried, more from the shock than the mild pain.

"Easy," Taryn said, "Just a love tap."

"It felt more like a spanking," I quipped.

She continued, "I told you to trust me. Do you feel a pleasant stinging sensation there now?"

"Yes," I admitted.

"There are wonderfully excitable nerve endings all over your buttocks. At first there is a little pain; but several seconds after the initial sting, the nerves recoil, and the sensation becomes pleasant. After a while it gets addictive. You really start enjoying the feeling."

"You mean I might like getting spanked???!!!" I asked. Somehow the thought sounded incredibly interesting. I wondered why.

"Yes," Taryn replied. "But we'll work up to that later. Just close your eyes for now, babe." I wondered what she meant by "we'll work up to that later," but I was too far gone be too concerned about it. I needed some good, hard sex, and I wasn't in the mood to debate the merits of what was going to happen to me.

I felt her hands kneading the muscles of my left calf. The pliant fingers moved all the way up my leg, squeezing the whole way, until it reached the top of my thigh. I felt jolts of arousal shoot to my pussy at every place she decided to massage me. Her pinkie finger brushed against my crotch for a brief second before her hands began a slow, delicious trek back down my other leg. She was an expert at this game. Her touch was perfect. She continued to massage my legs only for the better part of five minutes, maddeningly teasing my pulsating crotch with her little finger each time she came near it, but never quite pressing very far into it.

"Open your legs just a bit so I can work deeper into the muscles, "she said softly as she pulled slightly against my left leg with both hands.

I opened up slightly for her, giving her a nice view, I was sure of the full length of my panty- crotch. Just after I opened my legs, Taryn leaned over and planted a gentle kiss on the top of my left buttock. It felt very nice, and I told her so.

"Most women don't realize it, but their asses can be sources for unbelievable pleasures. May I ask you a personal question?" Taryn asked.

"Of course," I replied.

"Did your husband ever do you anally?"

I hesitated, then answered. "Yes."

"Did it hurt?"

"Oh, a little at first. But later I came to enjoy it."

"How often did you do it that way?"

I thought Taryn was getting a bit personal, but there was no reason to keep it a secret; I had just admitted that I liked it that way. "We did it every time I had my period. When I really got used to it, he would sometimes use a condom when he did me there, then take it off and do it vaginally when he was ready to come."

Taryn's hands moved where her lips had been, over the tops of my panty clad globes. I felt a finger kind of insinuate slightly into the crease of my ass and lightly press into my anal region as I talked. I guessed she was leading me in a certain direction.

"How about you?" I asked.

Taryn then told her story. "This is hard to believe, but I was once in a prison in Columbia. They found two reefs in my pocketbook during a border patrol search. I was thrown into an all-woman prison facility where I was the blonde foreigner in a sea of dark-skinned women. The first night and day I must have been raped about ten times."

"Oh, my!" I exclaimed. Thoughts of the nurse in my fantasy raced quickly through my mind. And Taryn was dressed completely in white.

Taryn continued, "One girl, the queen dyke I guess, had a long rubber hose. Three of them held me and stripped me down to zilch, then made me bend over. The dyke beat my ass raw with the hose, then shoved it into my ass. It hurt like hell. They all had their way with me that night. When I woke up the next morning after I'd fainted from pure exhaustion, I was with the sweetest little Columbian teenager I'd ever seen. She was completely naked, like me. She had some salve. I don't know where she got it from. She rubbed it over my ass, even greased my anus with it. The pain disappeared in seconds. After she had cleaned me up with a cloth, wiping away all the grease from the salve, she leaned over and used her tongue on my backside. Do you know what I mean?"

I admitted, "Yes, Josh used to do it to me."

Taryn smiled at me, "Then you know the exquisite sensation. It was my first initiation into any kind of anal sex. Maybe it had been the horribly painful rapes of the previous evening in direct juxtaposition to the soothing sensations she was giving me; maybe it was something I would have liked had I tried it before. Anyway, I let her continue. Her tongue was long and untiring. It was fantastic."

As Taryn spoke, she started moving her hands under my panties and began kneading my bare buttocks. When I raised my ass up to meet her fingers, she knew she had me where she wanted me.

I queried, "How long did you stay in jail?"

Taryn answered, "Oh, I was out the next day. And I made my lawyer pay to get the teenager out. She became my lover, though I was ten years older than she was. She lulled me to sleep every night by rimming me with her fabulous tongue. Later I learned to pay her in kind. When she came, she screamed out as if I had stabbed her with a knife."

I was getting brave, "Can I tell you one of my secrets?"

"Of course," Taryn replied.

I took a deep breath, "I have always had a fantasy about being raped. I'm in a hospital. A nurse in a white uniform comes into my room. I try to escape, but she catches me and throws me on the bed. Sometimes she forces me to take, ah, you know, an enema. A real soapy one. Sometimes she uses her tongue back there. Sometimes she has a dildo strapped around her. I always come just thinking about it. It was my favorite fantasy when Josh took me back there."

"How would you like to live your fantasy? Make it come true!" asked Taryn.

I didn't understand, "What do you mean?"

Taryn explained, "Haven't you ever play-acted. It's fun, Jill, I mean it. You could pretend this is a hospital room. I'm the nurse..."

"Fantastic!" I exclaimed. "You won't hurt me too much, though, will you?"

"Just enough," she said with a sly wink. She pulled my dress back down, covering my legs, then rolled me over onto my back. "Do you have a thermometer?"

I told her, "In the bathroom, in the medicine chest. Why?"

She didn't answer. She disappeared into the bathroom. I felt weird. My heart was pounding. She returned holding the thermometer and a jar of Vaseline.

"Good morning, Jill, how are you feeling? I'm nurse Taryn. I need to take your temperature."

I didn't grasp the play-acting idea yet, "I, uh, I don't have a fever."

"We'll find out in a second." Taryn moved to the head of the bed and placed the Vaseline on the night table. I knew she was going to use it to grease my asshole. "Please pull up your skirt and then roll over on your tummy, honey."

"Uh, why can't you take it in my mouth?" I asked, finally figuring it out.

Taryn explained, "The doctor wants a rectal reading. It's more accurate. Come now, I have other patients to take care of."

It was strange. I really felt like I was in the hospital and Taryn was a real nurse. I was living my fantasy! She sat down on the bed next to me, her buttocks even with my knees. I pulled my dress up my legs, revealing the full front of my lacy undies. My legs were spread wide enough for her to get a nice view of the entire length of my crotch. I caught her staring at me there, right between my legs. I felt very uncomfortable at first. I was afraid evidence of my arousal would give me away. Beads of sweat were forming on my forehead. She was holding the thermometer ominously between her thumb and index finger.

I turned over my stomach, the whole of my backside now exposed. Despite the presence of my panties covering my buttocks, I felt almost naked. Out of shyness, I kept my legs tightly closed.

"Will it hurt?" I asked.

"Not at all," Nurse Taryn replied thickly.

My heart was pounding into the bedspread. She reached over to the nightstand, picked up the jar of Vaseline, and placed it on the bed next to my left hip. Still holding the thermometer in her right hand, she reached into the waistband of my undies with her left hand and pulled the wispy material over my buttocks, down my legs, until they circled me at mid-thigh. I could feel the goose pimples on my ass.

I turned my head on the pillow so I could see Nurse Taryn seated behind me. At my hip was the Vaseline jar... waiting. To its left was her right leg, bent at the knee. The back of her left knee leg was over her right ankle. The right leg, raised slightly higher than the left one, opened her up enough for me to get a rather good view up her all-white skirt, but, to my dismay, not all the way to her crotch. Her pantyhose made her pretty legs seem tan and smooth; the hem of her pink slip was embroidered with a several inch band of pretty lace. I wanted her legs to be open more for me. I closed my eyes for a brief second, in a dream world, living out my greatest fantasy. No sooner had I closed my eyes than I heard her opening the Vaseline jar. I was afraid to look.

Taryn told me matter of factly, "I'm going to put some Vaseline around your anus, Jill, so the thermometer will go in easier. It will feel a little cold, so don't be alarmed."

Taryn sounded professional, almost clinical. She was a good actress. Her left forearm rested over the small of my back. Bending her hand, she was able to move her thumb and forefinger over the lower crease of my ass. She opened me. The silence in the room was deafening. My heart was racing now; I could hear it in the pillow. There was movement behind me. Her right pinkie finger slid into the Vaseline just enough to gather up a small gob of jelly. She was still holding the thermometer between her fingers.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"I, I guess so," I nervously replied.

The Vaseline felt cool and greasy as the tip of her finger invaded my anal region. She aimed for the center of my anus. She wiggled the finger just enough to lubricate the entrance, then suddenly pushed forward. I gasped aloud, drawing breath into my mouth. The tiny digit glided easily through the sphincter muscle, into my rectum. She pushed it all the way into the second knuckle, then moved her hand back and forth as the finger plied the rectal walls.

I opened my eyes. I could see Nurse Taryn was almost lying down now along side of me. Her legs were opened even wider now. My view all the way to her crotch was unimpeded. Through the opaque pantyhose I could see that her undies were pink, like her slip. There was a straight line along her crotch where the seam of her pantyhose transversed the length of her pussy. I wanted to bury my nose in there and smell her womanly odors. Taryn's finger felt fabulous inside me.

She withdrew her finger from my rose hole, then opened me even more. The Vaseline glistened in the bedroom light. The tip of the thermometer was cold; it hurt only slightly as she pushed it into me.

I shuddered, "AHHHH!"

"Easy, honey, the worst is over," Nurse Taryn whispered as she moved the glass tube forward, all the way into me. It was a strange sensation. I felt immobilized. The rectal walls clung tenaciously to the tiny invader.

"Now we need to let it stay in there a minute. Just relax. Don't move. We're almost done." She released her two-fingered hold on the cheeks of my ass. The thermometer stuck out of my bottom obscenely. Her hands were free now. I felt her shifting on the bed. Then I felt my panties being moved down my legs.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"One more test after this," she replied, pulling the flimsy undies over my knees and calves, then off my ankles. I was naked from the waist down now. I then felt her opening my legs. I tried to resist but couldn't. My pussy was completely revealed to her, the reddish-brown curls hardly covering my pulsating cuntal crack.

"What kind of test?" I asked nervously. My heart was racing now.

Nurse Taryn continued, "The doctor asked me to do a quick pelvic on you. Just lie still." I felt her hand reaching between my slightly spread legs. Nurse Taryn's wrist jostled the thermometer sticking out of my ass. Her middle finger slipped inside my vagina so quickly, I hardly had time to react. She shoved it in me--all the way!

"OH!" I half-sighed.

"Kind of tight," she said, trying to act clinically. "I don't feel any abnormalities." Her finger worked the inside of my vaginal walls, scooping up the love juices that had already formed there in copious amounts. Reflexively, I opened my legs more, giving her easier access to my steaming sex. Soon she began working the finger back and forth, in and out, round and round.

"AH! This doesn't feel like any pelvic exam I've ever had before," I said with a slight grin.

Taryn picked up on it right away. "Don't be frightened, Jill. New medical techniques are being tried every day to help relieve a lot of different symptoms. Mmm. I think I feel some excess moisture in here. I'm going to have to try to remove some of it. Let me check the temperature first, however." Nurse Taryn withdrew her finger from my pussy, then took the thermometer out of me.

I was playing the game well now, "Do I have a temperature, nurse?"

Taryn smiled seductively at me, "Mmm. I'd say you're hot." She placed the thermometer on the night stand.

"I feel hot," I said, quite honestly.

"Turn over on your back, Jill." Slowly, I turned over, keeping my skirt around my waist, revealing my full bush of reddish-brown curls at the base of my abdomen. I felt very exposed. My right leg was bent at the knee.

"Close your eyes," Taryn whispered.

I nervously asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Something nice.... very nice," she replied, pushing my raised leg to the side in order to give her access to my pussy. I felt her hair brush against the inside of my thighs and she moved closer and planted a gentle kiss on the curls adorning my lower abdomen.

I approved, "Mmm, that is nice."

"Open your legs more, honey," she husked.

I spread myself open for her, nice and wide, giving her access to the length of my pulsating pussy. She pounced on the labia like a tigress, immediately sucking my engorged clit in her mouth while I moaned loudly. Soon her tongue was filling my vagina, with her nose pressed tightly against the clit she had just sucked. This was much better than I thought it would be. I grasped her head and pulled her face into my sex, I am sure almost smothering her in the wet curls. Taryn didn't mind at all, grinding her lips all over the puffy labia while I tossed and turned in unbelievable ecstacy. I came harder than I ever had before.

When she pulled her face away from my slit and looked up at me, smiling like a Cheshire cat, I could see my juices on her cheeks. She licked her lips. "You're delicious," she cooed.

"You're good.... very good," I sighed.

"It gets a lot better. Much better," she whispered. "But first I want you totally naked."

"I'm so shy!" I kidded.

"Not for long," Taryn laughed.

Taryn had me stand beside the bed. My skirt fell down to its place above my knees. She located the button on the back of the skirt and quickly got it unfastened. Slowly, but surely, she lowered the zipper to its lowest position. A gentle tug and my dark blue skirt fluttered to the floor. I stepped out of it. Taryn reached down and picked up the skirt and my previously discarded panties. She handed me the skirt so I could lay it gently across the chair nearby. While I did that Taryn took the panties and took in a deep sniff of the crotch. I was nervous, what if she didn't like my scent?

I didn't need to worry, "Oh my, your scent is incredible. I could keep my nose buried in these panties forever. Between the wonderful musky scent you have produced along with the vanilla perfume you sprayed on them; I could die a happy woman!"

She then grasped the hemline of my white slip and gently pulled it down my legs and off. Taryn laid my panties and the slip on the bed beside her and started to work on the buttons of my blouse. She started with the cuff buttons. Then she continued at the bottom of the blouse. It was long enough to cover my pussy, but soon I would be fully on display for my new lover.

The blouse had five buttons, the sixth button at the top was already undone. As she reached the fourth button, my white bra started to come into view. When Taryn unfastened the last button, she sighed and ran her hands slowly up my sides all the way up to the bra sides. She then slowly brought her hands around to my breasts. She gently moved over my extremely hard nipples. I shuddered when she did this.

There were no words between us during the undressing of me. However, eye language said it all. She loved what she saw. I felt myself getting increasingly aroused. Taryn then slid the blouse off my shoulders, and it slithered down my arms. Taryn caught it as it fell off my arms entirely. I took it from her and laid it on the chair with my discarded skirt. The only article of clothing on me now was my thin bra. It was doing a lousy job of hiding my arousal. My nipples poked through the thin material as if to say, "suck me, Taryn!" Then my new lover softly ran her hands up my sides and caressed my breasts through the thin white bra. My nipples were on fire, sending sensations to my core I had never experienced before. Then Taryn reached around to my back and she unfastened the catch. The bra went slack and Taryn drew it slowly down my arms. She laid it on the bed with my panties and slip.

I was suddenly one hundred percent naked in front of Taryn. My heart raced wondering what was ahead. Then I realized something. I realized that while I was as naked as the day I was born, Taryn was still totally dressed.

I finally spoke up, "Can I undress you? It's not fair that I'm naked and you are totally clothed."

Taryn smiled, "I was hoping you would notice that. Yes, you may undress me. But do it slowly and sensually. I want you to kiss every square inch of my skin as you reveal it."

I began by standing Taryn up on her feet. I kissed her top lip tenderly. Then I repeated with her bottom lip. My kissing of all her skin continued with the tip of her nose and then her forehead. I had one hand on her cheek. The other was behind her head holding it close to me. I then kissed her left cheek then the right. I moved to her earlobe. I breathed a small breath into her ear. Taryn shuddered with approval.

I knew I was onto something when I kissed her neck just below the ear. She softly cooed and wrapped her hands around the small of my back. I gently pulled her dress aside to kiss more of her neck. I moved to her collarbone. That area was even more sensitive. I could hear her breaths getting shorter and heavier. As I started to the other side of her collarbone, I felt her lower herself down a little. Her crotch was resting on my leg. I finally understood why she did this when she started moving her crotch up and down my leg. I could feel her wetness seeping through her panties and hose.

She was acting like she wanted me to rip off her dress and lingerie and ravish her. But I was determined to follow her instructions of slow and sensual undressing. Finally, I reached her other earlobe.

Taryn's beautiful white dress buttoned up the front. I sat down on the bed and Taryn was better able to trib on my leg. I loosened the first button at her neckline. With every button I undid, I kissed every inch of skin that appeared. With the third button, I was able to kiss the edge of Taryn's beautiful pink bra. It smelled as wonderful as her perfume. I was intoxicated by that smell. I was also detecting another odor that was equally intoxicating. Taryn's earthy scent was beginning to fill the room.

I kissed along the top of her bra to the strap. I pushed the dress down her shoulders, but it wasn't unbuttoned enough yet to fall to the ground. I had a bra just like this one. I knew it was from Victoria's Secret. It was pink and lacy, and I gushed some more liquid onto the bedspread. I kissed up the strap to the shoulder and then down her arm to where the dress had bunched. I did likewise to her other breast, bra strap shoulder and arm.

Taryn was now tribbing on my leg like a deer rutting against a tree. Her breaths were getting shorter. She was starting to grunt. Even though she had a dress, pantyhose and panties between her clit and my leg, she was still going to orgasm soon. As I kissed and sucked her nipples through her sexy pink bra, her tribbing finally brought the inevitable.

Taryn was grunting and yelling "Oh yeah, oh yeah. That's it, keep sucking my nipples."

Finally, she let out a blood curdling scream as she bucked like a bronco. Her orgasm had arrived and the juices were flowing from her. They soaked through her dress, pantyhose and panties. There were juices running down my leg as she wrapped her arms around me as best she could. Her dress was still around her arms. We lay in each other's arms while she recovered from her orgasm.

Taryn finally found her words again, "Oh my God! You are one amazing woman! I haven't cum that hard in years. I need to get out of these damn clothes!"

"No, you don't," I barked. "You said slow and sensual. And slow and sensual undressing is what you are going to get. Now stand up!"

Taryn followed my orders perfectly. I undid another two buttons, and the dress was finally able to drop to the floor. I reached down and picked it up and laid it on the chair with my clothes. Taryn looked resplendent in her beautiful pink bra and slip. I had lots more skin to kiss. I kissed her belly just above the waistband of the slip. I licked her bellybutton. It had a small amount of sweet sweat from her orgasm. It tasted amazing like she did.

I then turned Taryn around and kissed her back from her waist to her shoulders. I then gently pulled down her lacy pink slip kissing her bare skin until I got to the waistband of her mocha brown pantyhose. The slip soon fell to the floor. I picked it up and laid it on the bed next to me. I could now see her sexy pink bikini panties beneath her mocha pantyhose.

"Time to reveal some more skin to kiss," I announced with breathless anticipation.

My hands went to the waistband of the pantyhose and began working them down over Taryn's hips. Soon, they were past the panties and rolled in a rope mid-thigh. I continued to roll that rope down her legs. I had Taryn sit on the bed as I knelt down and continued until the rope was off her feet. I didn't bother to unroll the pantyhose; I had more important things to do.

"Scootch back on the bed, I've got more skin to kiss," I ordered.

Oh my, the vision of Taryn now reduced to her sexy Victoria's Secret bra and panties was one that was seared into my brain forever. But duty called. I took her left foot and licked it from heel to toe. I was surprised; the taste was not gross as I expected. Her foot was just as yummy as any of her other skin. I took her big toe into my mouth and licked and sucked it like a tiny penis.

Taryn giggled, "Oh my God that is amazing. Please keep sucking my toes honey."

Taryn was into foot worship and toe sucking! With that, I eagerly went to work sucking each of her ten toes like I used to suck Josh's magnificent cock. She was purring pretty good by now. I kissed up her left leg and especially kissed tenderly, the back of her knee. Taryn's arousal continued to ascend as I kissed her right leg up to the back of the knee.

It was time now to de-bra Taryn. I asked her to sit up. I kissed her lips tenderly as I reached around her back to loosen her pink sexy bra. I slowly drew it down her arms and off. If Taryn's boobs were beautiful within the confines of her bra, they were absolutely gorgeous outside of her bra. Her nipples stood up loud and proud. I kissed the upper swell of her left breast and worked my way around in smaller and smaller circles until I got to her aureola. There were little goosebumps that I licked over. Then, there was the main prize, her turgid little nubbin. I latched on and gently bit her nipple.

Taryn was going with wild with arousal. By the time I got to her right nipple, another orgasm was arriving for her. She mumbled some gibberish, shook like a tree in a storm and came harder than the first time. Her panties were soaking wet. It was time for them to be removed.

As Taryn recovered, I gently pulled on the waistband of her sopping undies. Soon, I had them down low enough to get a first glimpse of her pussy. I discovered Taryn was a natural blonde. Her pubes were shaved into a heart. If I hadn't already fallen for Taryn, I would have now. I pulled her undies off, and they joined the other lingerie on the bed.

I still had a little more skin to kiss. I started on Taryn's left knee and worked my way up her thigh. I skipped over her sweet center and did the same on her right leg. There was one little bit of skin to kiss. Taryn had recovered from her last orgasm to the point where she flipped over when I asked her to. Now with that delicious booty staring at me, a thought hit me. Let's spank her. Then I could kiss her red little butt and make it all better.

WHACK! I spanked her left butt cheek and it jiggled as it reddened. I heard Taryn gasp and then coo her approval. I let loose with three or four spanks to each cheek. I then proceeded to tenderly kiss all over Taryn's cute little butt. Finally, I had completed my mission of kissing all her skin.

I wanted Taryn to have one final orgasm for the ages. Her face had a euphoric look to it already. I dove into her special place with reckless abandon. I licked up one lip and down the other. I scooped out her womanly juices and they tasted amazing. I made my tongue into a tiny penis and drove it between her petals as deep as I could get it. I went in and out, left and right, up and down. I swirled around inside of Taryn's sweet little pussy.

I took a quick glance up and saw Taryn face is blissful contortion. I saw her fingers squeezing her own nipples. Now was the time to bring her off. I pulled back her hood and exposed the cutest clit I have ever seen. I gently licked it and Taryn shuddered her approval. I put two fingers inside and located the spongy area of her G-spot. I was tapping her G-spot, I was sucking her clit, she was squeezing her nipples.

Taryn was grunting and meeting my finger thrusts with her own. I could hear her screaming, "Yes, yes, that's it. I'm cumming!!!" After that, there was intelligible gibberish and screaming. She was shaking to the point where she looked like she was having a seizure.

I had never made out with a woman before tonight. And now I have given Taryn have three incredible orgasms. I was flying high. I didn't know I had it in me but look what you can do if you just try. Would Taryn want to do to me what I just did to her? It would be nice if she did. But if we just cuddled the rest of the evening, that would be nice also.

I did cuddle up beside Taryn and held her as she recovered from that monstrous orgasm. I gently kissed her face as we both smiled at each other.

Taryn had finally found her words again, "You made feel better than I have ever felt in my life. I want to make you feel just as good. Would you like that Jill?"

"Sure," was all I needed to say.

With that Taryn got up and said, "I'll be right back."

Tara went back to the living room where the night began. She reached into her oversized bag and retrieved a harness. She stepped into it and attached a very life like dildo to it. It was nine inches long, thick and veiny.

When she re-entered the bedroom, my jaw dropped. "You're going to fuck me with that?"

Taryn smiled, "Meet George, George of the jungle. And he is going to fuck you in your pussy and then he is going to fuck you in your ass. He will give you more pleasure than Josh ever gave you, I guarantee it."

Taryn then put a small pillow under my butt to give her a better angle. She paid slow and careful attention to my nether regions to make sure I was well lubricated. I think she knew I was but I did love it when she gave my pussy some attention. In fact, she kept going. I could feel an orgasm starting to build. She replicated to me what I did to her. She turned her tongue into a small penis and fucked me with it. I was playing with my breasts and squeezing my nipples. Taryn was now finger fucking me expertly and sucking on my bean. The orgasm was rapidly coming and I started to shake. Suddenly, I felt the final rush hit me, and I screamed as I spurted my juices all over Taryn's face. The orgasm seemed to last forever. In reality, it was probably one or two minutes but I felt like I was in heaven.

Taryn whispered in my ear, "Did you like that honey?"

"Uh huh," was all I could muster in my recovery.

Taryn whispered again, "Jill, when you get some energy back, George is going to fuck your sweet pussy into oblivion. You're going to feel just as wonderful as you feel now. Would you like me to fuck you senseless with George?"

"Uh huh," was all I could muster as I continued my recovery.

Ten minutes later, I had some energy back. Taryn felt around my womanhood to make sure I was still lubricated. I was. She rearranged the pillow under my ass.

Taryn reassured me, "Here we go, prepare for amazing."

She slowly pushed George into me inch by inch. Every inch that went in felt better and better. She was correct, Josh never filled me up like this. He never put a pillow under me either. With the pillow, I could feel George rub my clit and hit my G-Spot. I knew this was going to end well.

Taryn slowly pulled back until George was almost out. Then she pushed back in a little faster than before. Slowly but surely, Taryn picked up the pace and George was tickling my cervix at the bottom of every stroke. My arousal was rising fast. Soon Taryn was fucking me every bit as hard as Josh used to. But she had a certain something only another woman knows. She was hitting my clit and G-spot much more than Josh ever did.

Ten minutes later, Taryn and I were both panting loudly. George was also rubbing Taryn's clit with every stroke. A double orgasm was soon on the way. Finally, with one mighty push George pushed us both over the wall and we screamed "I'm cumminng" simultaneously.

Taryn fell on top of me. Two women together as one. Each sweating profusely and panting as though we both had finished a 5K race.

After our recovery time, we kissed as sensually as two people could. I said sincerely to Taryn, "You are the most amazing woman on Earth. You have saved me. You have filled the void of loneliness that was there since Josh died."

Taryn smiled broadly, "Well thank you, that was very sweet of you to say honey. Let's see what you think after George has his way with your ass."

With that, Taryn had me get on my hands and knees. She reached for the Vaseline on the table beside the bed that she had used earlier on my ass. She took a little dollup of Vaseline and coated the end of George. She then put some on her finger and slowly inserted it in my ass. She went up to the second knuckle. She went in and out and all around. Oh my, did that feel good. Then, to my surprise came a second finger. The pleasure was way more than double what the first finger provided. I could feel another orgasm starting to grow. Then the fingers pulled out. But soon I could feel George at the ready. Taryn pushed him in slow and sure. Soon, George's helmet was inside me. After a few seconds, Taryn pushed a little more. After five or so minutes, George was all the way in. Oh my, what a feeling! That feeling exploded as Taryn started to withdraw. Just as with my pussy, she pulled George nearly out of me before descending again into my bowels.

After a few minutes, Taryn was reaming my ass just like she had my pussy earlier. But she added a new dimension. She gave my ass a slap on the cheek. The pain sensations combined with the pleasure George was giving me made me squeal loudly.

Over the next fifteen minutes, my orgasm kept building and building. Between the sensations George was giving me and the ass slapping Taryn was doing to me, I was about ready to explode in ecstasy.

I yelled, "I'm about to cum!"

Taryn barked back at me, "Hold on, I'm almost there too!"

I was able to hold off just long enough for George to rub Taryn's clit enough for her to burst into glorious orgasm just as I did. We shook as one for well over a minute before Taryn withdrew George from my backside and collapsed on top of me for a second time in the last hour.

After a few minutes, we were able to catch our breath and form words again. I looked at Taryn like a lost puppy, "Taryn, I have not felt this close to another human ever. Thank you for lifting me up."

Taryn had a tear come to her eye, "Oh my! I've never had anyone tell me that before. Thank you for your kind words. You are pretty darn good for your first time with a woman. You've lifted me up also."

Taryn slid the harness off her. I turned out the light next to the bed. The light was still on in the kitchen, but I didn't have the energy to get up and turn it off. There was a heavy odor of female scent in the air. It was intoxicating like Taryn's perfume was earlier. The lingerie was still on the bed. It was now past midnight and time for us to fall blissfully asleep in each other's arms.

The next thing I knew, sunbeams were streaming through my blinds and bathing my face in wonderful sunshine. Taryn was nowhere to be seen. But then I caught a whiff of bacon frying in the kitchen. Was she making us breakfast? What a sweetie! I grabbed for my robe, but it wasn't there. Taryn must have borrowed it. So, I pulled out an old shirt of Josh's and used it like a night shirt.

When I found Taryn in the kitchen, she was just plating up the eggs and bacon. She cooked as well as she made love. Breakfast was delicious. I cleaned up since Taryn cooked. Then we hugged again.

I smiled at Taryn, "I think we could both use a shower. Would you like to join me?"

Taryn's smile was all I needed for a response. We made each other orgasm in the shower as we washed all the sex off us from last night. I gave Taryn some clean underwear (we are somewhat close in size) and a change of clothes. I gave her a grocery bag to put her lingerie from last night in. I gave her a hangar for her beautiful dress.

We kissed as Taryn left my home. I was dreaming of the next time we would be together. I was falling in love but was afraid to tell her. One time together is too soon for that. But she had kindled feelings in me that I hadn't felt since Josh was courting me.

We exchanged phone numbers. When I called her later that day, she didn't pick up. No big deal, she must be doing something. I left a message asking her to call me back. She never did. I texted her a few times with no reply.

I was devastated. I had given this woman my soul, my very being and this is how she pays me back? I knew she didn't owe me anything, but it was becoming quite apparent she didn't want to get close to me.

A week later, Fed Ex dropped off a package for me. I hadn't ordered anything on Amazon, so I had no idea what it was. I saw Taryn's name on the package. What could it be? My heart suddenly went pitter pat.

I opened it up and there were the hangar, shorts, T shirt, bra and panties that I loaned to Taryn the next morning after our tryst. I guess it was nice she returned them, but now I am missing her all over again. It just reinforced that she would be gone forever.

It took months, but I was able to eventually get over Taryn, I really did. But there are many times I see a woman that looks something like Taryn and I think again of what might have been. Maybe someday I will find love again. I sure hope so because life is better when you have someone to share it with.