Martha and I - My first orga*sm [Episode 1]

We both crashed on the bed with our clothes on. Martha and I discussed quietly about our night out and it seemed she'd had a lot to drink... I was excited. I had never spent the night outside my home and was about to have my first sleepover. It was my first week at the University and I have finally escaped the tentacles of my overprotective parents. I have been ‘the good girl’ for so many years, but I was finally ready to spread my wings. I was excited about the freedom I was about to encounter. The first week at school was pretty dull. By Friday, I was ready to be out of campus. “Babe, I am heading to your place now,” I said as I phoned Martha at about 6:30pm when I boarded a bus. “See you soon. Can’t wait,” she replied. I arrived at Martha’s around 7:30. She was so excited to see me. We stayed up exchanging gists until pretty late. Her boyfriend, Dan, who lived pretty close, gave her a call at about 11pm and offered to take us out for quick drinks. I was really excited. We met Dan at the bar, 10 minutes later. He ordered a few beers for our table and we had a pretty good time, talking and teasing each other. Dan was a nice guy, and seemed to be really interesting. He worked at an advertising agency and had a lot of fun stories to share. Suffice it to say that I enjoyed his company very much. By the time Dan dropped Martha and I off at her place, it was after midnight, and I was exhausted. We both crashed on the bed with our clothes on. Martha and I discussed quietly about our night out and it seemed she had had a bit much to drink, because, soon she could not stop talking about how great Dan was. “Girl, he is so fuc*king good in bed. When he gets in my pus*sy, I totally lose my mind,” Martha slurred. “Hmm... sounds nice. But I wouldn’t know what that feels like,” I said to her, smiling. “What do you mean you… oh, but of course, you have not been fuc*ked yet,” she said, adding a little snigger for effect. “Well... you know how it is at home. I never really had the opportunity. “You have no idea what you are missing, babe. When a guy gets you good, you will never stop wanting to fu*ck. “Really, what do you mean ‘gets me good’?“ I was truly curious now so I sat up on the bed. “I honestly cannot explain it. He can start by kis*sing you like… like…” She did not finish her sentence, but paused, sat up on the bed too and reached to put her lips on mine. I hesitated a little, but she smelled so good at that time that I honestly did not know when I opened up and let her kis*s me. We kisse*d for the longest time. She wrapped her hand around my waist and I could feel my body getting hot in response. My nip*ples were hard and pierced against my shirt and my pus*sy was throbbing. I was wide awake and hungry for more. She tried to move away but I held on to her tighter and kis*sed her even harder. I felt her brea*sts against my chest and I knew I wanted her at that point. “What else does Dan do to you?” I mumble against her lips. She cleared her throat, “He... he… touches my brea*sts…like this.” She led my hand to her bre*asts. I took the initiative and went for her nipp*les with my thumb and forefinger. “Ahhhh…” she moaned, “Yes…” I gave her second bo*ob the same attention and she threw her head back in pleasure. “Tell me, tell me how Dan pleases you,” I urged, feeling my breath get heavier. “Please don’t stop… please.,. ohhhh...” she moaned some more. I guided her so she laid down on the bed and I straddled her. I took her top off and had my fill of her beautiful bre*asts. I have always thought Martha was an attractive girl; with perky, round boo*bs and a beautiful oval face. I knew guys would probably fall over themselves trying to win her. I never once imagined I would one day have her writhing in pleasure underneath me. But then, I also never imagined that my first time will be with a woman. It was definitely a night of surprises. I reached in to kiss her brea*sts and tease her nipp*les with my tongue. Her nip*ples got even harder as my wet tongue teased her. I gently grabbed her bo*obs as I worked her up with my mouth. She was grabbing my hair and biting her lips so hard I feared she would injure herself. “Lola… oh Lola… that feels so good... Please don’t stop... My pu*ssy is so wet... fu*ck, I want more,” she pleaded in between frantic moans. I was curious. Very curious. I wanted to see what Martha’s wet pu*ssy looked like. So I gently reached down, pulled up her skirt and pulled down her black, silk pant*ies. She immediately brought her knees up and spread them apart. “Lola, eat me. Eat this pus*sy, please…” I really wanted to please her, but at this point, I had no idea what was doing. I could feel myself really wet, too. So an idea occurred to me. I stood up, took off my clothes, laid down, with my own legs spread. I said, “show me how you want me to eat you.” She moaned in frustration, but being a good, selfless sport, she gently arranged herself over me. She ki*ssed my inner thighs and I could feel my body go on fire. She slowly made her way between my legs and towards my pus*sy. I could literally feel the juice dripping down to the bed the closer she got. Now I understood her frustration when I stopped. She got to my pus*sy and guided her tongue in. I was just about to scream from the pleasurable shock. Using one hand, she parted my pus*sy and slipped a finger in. At a point, she had two of her fingers and her tongue on me. “Oh! My! God!” I screamed each word this time as she ate that pus*sy. All my body began to clench, I started to breath faster and I felt like I was about to explode. “Cu*m for me baby, I want your juice in my mouth, cu*m, baby,” Martha urged me on. Her words were my undoing. I let go and I felt my whole body shudder as I rode the wave of extreme pleasure until I literally felt like I had no breath left. “Now, my turn” Martha said. Before I could recover from the out-of-this-world experience I just felt, Martha pushed herself up so she was literally sitting on my face. “Bring out your tongue, Lola, I want you to tongue-fuc*k this nasty cunt” I did as she said. I brought out my tongue and she started grinding against it. She brought her fingers low to her clito*ris and began touching herself as she rode my mouth. It was such a turn on to watch her go. I could hardly see her face because her pus*sy was all over mine, and that excited me even more. The smell of her, the taste, the sound she made, I felt myself close to that brink once again. It seemed Martha was feeling the same because she began to ride my face even more frantically, like a woman deranged. I held on to her thighs and she let go of a very loud orgasmic moan. “Fuuuucc***cccck!!!!!!!!” she screamed. I shared the moment with her as I let go seconds after she did. She collapsed on the bed beside me. “Fuc*k it!” She again. “Damn, that was really good.” I smiled back in agreement. I closed my eyes and let the exhaustion sweep me away.