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    The mall - Part I

    This is a story I wrote a while back, but wasn’t ready to share and kept coming back to rather than writing all in one go. It was based around a few years ago when I and my husband were very new to the idea or being more open as we are now.

    I can’t believe that I am really doing this. Walking in the mall, wearing slutty black high heels (Id never normally wear high heels to a mall), a black silk mini-skirt with a tiny lace thong underneath and a flimsy white silk blouse with just a thin lace bra underneath. My nervousness is causing tiny beads of sweat to form and trickle down my blouse. I had a bet with my husband, over a stupid game, I don’t even remember now what it was, but I remember it being something so small and insignificant, with the loser having to do whatever the other wanted for a full day. I had his day all planned out: fixing my dresser and doing all kinds of stuff around the house. I was sure that I was going to win, but here I am in the mall looking like when I was 22 and working in a bar. If I had known what he wanted me to do, I never would have made the bet.

    I feel like a slut and I know that I look like one, too, but somehow a part of me is enjoying this. All of the men staring at me is really doing something to me. I can feel the moistness between my legs and an urge to show off more of myself.

    When I first started out today, I was very self-conscious and kept my arms crossed in front of my chest, but realizing that this just brought more attention to myself, I forced myself to act naturally; and soon I realized that I enjoyed having their eyes undress me. I have even found myself trying to catch men looking at me, watching their faces as their eyes wander all over my over-exposed body. Earlier, I spied a guy staring at me, and without even realizing what I was doing, I stretched my arms up, pressing my breasts against the blouse enjoying the look on his face as he stared at my breasts straining the fabric of my blouse. I am supposed to meet my husband in the food court for some new instructions and I can only imagine what he has planned for me next.

    I think those three guys are following me. As I stop and pretend to be interested in a window display, I notice that they stopped also. As I continue on, I see that they are right behind me. I have to admit that, as nervous as I am, I am also very turned-on by this.

    Oops, I just dropped my purse. As I bend over to pick it up, I can feel this tiny silk skirt ride up my behind, as my nearly naked booty is exposed to them and whoever else is looking in my direction. Knowing that these men can see so much of me, is making me even hotter. I can’t believe how turned-on I am! I never realized that acting like a slut would feel so sexy, so confident, so powerful. I am not sure anymore if the reason that I am sweating is nervousness or lust. Stealing a glance at my followers, I see that they are stopped, and if I wasn’t so turned-on I would have to laugh. They are staring at me with their mouths wide open. I give them a quick smile and I continue walking knowing that they are watching my butt as I wiggle away.

    I notice that they are getting closer and not trying to hide themselves anymore. I am almost to the food court and my appointment with my husband. I step onto the escalator with my little following right behind me, and I know that they can look right up my skirt. Knowing that they can probably see how wet my panties are makes me even hotter. I am tempted to really give them a show by putting my hand inside my panties and my finger inside my dripping slit, but I fight off that temptation. I am on the verge of an orgasm, and I feel my legs wobble as I reach the top of the escalator and step off.

    Seeing my husband, he was at the table near the som tam which is my favourite food, he smiles at me and walks away as I start to walk toward him. I see an envelope on the table, and I take his place. I see my husbands writing and his instructions for me to go to the ladies room and open the envelope. I know that he is watching me, and I remember our deal: if I didn’t follow his instructions, no matter how stupid, exactly as I was told, we would repeat the whole day next weekend. I hastily grab the envelope and just as I start to stand the three strangers walk by. One of them starts to say something to me, but I just ignore him as I make my way to the ladies room.

    Sitting here in the empty lounge, I open the envelope, and I almost gasp as I comprehend the next part of my day. I am to remove my bra and my panties, put them in my purse, and continue to walk until I get to a bench in front of a lingerie store on the other side of the mall. I sit and decide that I am not going to do this. I’ll walk out of this mall right now. Not only is the bet off but that my husband is really going to hear it from me about this!

    Standing, instead of leaving, I find myself entering an empty stall. After closing the door, I quickly remove my blouse and my bra. While putting the blouse back on, I can’t help but see how my large, dark nipples poke holes in this flimsy little silk blouse. As I remove my panties, I am surprised by how moist and warm they are.

    I put everything inside my purse but I am so horny that I have to touch myself for just a second. I sit, pull up my skirt, close my eyes, and start to play with myself. Rubbing my clit feels so good! I imagine that I am doing this in front of a crowd, with everybody urging me on. I am surprised again by how quickly, how powerfully I am overcome by pure lust.

    Oh my God, I didn’t mean to actually go this far but here it comes… Ohhh My God! As I am overcome by my orgasm, I hear myself moan. I try to stay silent but I know that some sounds have escaped my lips.

    Now that I have my composure back, I realize just how turned-on I am by showing off my body to total strangers. I straighten out my clothes and as I walk by the mirror, I can see exactly what I look like. As I walk, I can feel how my tits are bouncing around. I look at my skirt and see that the bottom is just below my butt. Just the slightest breeze will let everybody see how naked I am under this tiny skirt. Since nobody is in here, I bend over to see how much of me shows when I do it.

    Oh, this skirt rides up so high, I better not if I don’t want to get arrested for indecent exposure. As I pull down my skirt, I hear a sound from one of the other stalls. I glance around quickly and notice that one of the other stalls is occupied, with the door still open a crack. I can hear someone in there. It sounds like she is masturbating!

    My curiosity gets the best of me, so I move closer and ask, “Are you okay?”

    I hear her say yes but it comes out almost as a moan.

    I fight off the urge to open the door, but my curiosity gets the best of me and I decide to wait and see this woman. I stall for time freshening up my makeup, and after a short while, she leaves the stall. I realize that she has been sweating, but has a look of total satisfaction on her face. I guess that she is about my age — late twenties/ early thirties — with long black hair similar to mine. I look her in the eye and she greets me with a playful smile as I notice her beautiful brown eyes.

    She quickly explains to me that she has been following me, because…

    I ask her to repeat the last part because I didn’t quite hear it.

    I can’t believe it! She just told me that she was following me because she wants to make love to me. When I stopped to pick up my purse earlier, she decided that she had to have me, and has been following me ever since. Somehow I didn’t notice her.

    I don’t know what to say. As I stand in front of her, open mouthed, she quickly explains to me that she is bisexual, and often comes to the mall to pick up bored housewives. When she walked into the ladies room after me, she heard me moaning and had to go and play herself, too, but when I was looking at myself in front of the mirror, that brought her over the edge.

    Now this beautiful woman is trying to pick me up, and I have no idea how to react!

    She explains that many women come to the mall looking for a lover, and she can tell when a women wants another woman without the woman even realizing it herself. She continues, saying that although I may not realize it, I would enjoy myself so much if I came with her.

    I start to protest, but she quiets me with a too-passionate kiss that I can’t help but return. She somehow can see the nervous and confused state that I am in. She reaches in her purse and pulls out a business card, writes on it, and tells me to call her soon. I watch her leave, then look down at the card and see her name and number.

    I better get going. My husband is going to be waiting for me. Leaving the ladies room, I look around for my little group of followers, but they are nowhere to be seen. Suddenly I feel self-conscious and lost. I am in the middle of a huge mall, practically naked. As hot as I felt before, suddenly all of that sexual arousal that I had felt before is gone, replaced by embarrassment and humiliation. I better get going and get this over with before I get arrested for solicitation.

    I am almost to my next rendezvous with my husband when I notice that I have regained my group of admirers. I’m feeling more confident and at ease as I find myself with somebody familiar, even if they are strangers. Feeling daring again, I stop at the fountain, open my purse for some change and throw a few baht into the fountain. I can’t see them, but I can somehow feel their eyes run up and down my body, but I can sense somebody coming closer to me. A part of me wants to escape and get out of here, and I actually decide to continue on, but just as I turn around, I see one of the trio standing next to me. As I look over at him, he gives me a sexy little smile.

    The mall - Part II

    Part I -https://thai-with-booty.tumblr.com/post/639669615640936448/the-mall-part-i

    Up close, I can see that he is quite handsome with very muscular body and an appealing bulge between under his jeans. I smile at him and with that he moves closer to me. I want to move away but I am nearly frozen in place, not by terror, but something else. I need to see what will happen next. Without even saying anything, he takes my hand and places it on his penis. I really can’t believe that I am doing this, but I give it a little squeeze just to tease him and I am filled with lustfulness. All I want at that moment is to have his cock inside me. Im terrified people are looking, it was a quiet day but still a mall which is never quiet. Somehow I get the strength to take my hand away, and I feel as if a spell has been broken. I look at him and smile but turn to leave. I hear him say, “You can go if you want, but at least let me get a good look at you.” Turning toward him, I feel so embarrassed yet so sexy. I can see his eyes go over my entire body, undressing me with his eyes. They start at my ankles and slowly move up the entire length of me, pausing at my breasts. When he gets to my eyes I hear him say, “Now turn around and bend over.” I am shocked by his request and reply, “What do you think I am? Some sort of plaything?” “No, but you know that you want to, so do it” Without the will to fight the urge to let this strange man look at my naked body, I do as he says. As I bend over, I can feel the cool air over my naked wet pussy. “Now spread your legs so I can get a good look at the rest of you.” Without even looking around to see if anybody can see me, I follow his command not able to stop myself even if I wanted to. I can feel his eyes almost fucking my exposed slit with his stare. “Now finger yourself faster.” I then realize that my hand has moved between my legs and that I am actually fucking myself with my finger as he watches me. Realizing that I am masturbating in public, I start to moan and again I feel the flushness of an orgasm overtake me. After what seems like forever, I compose myself and turn to look at my admirer. I find him next to me. He grabs me and I feel his hands on my bare flesh, his lips reaching toward mine and finding my eager lips searching for his. I know what I am doing is wrong, but I can’t stop. Soon his tongue is inside my mouth and somehow my hand is grabbing at his cock, feeling the size of him and wanting to feel his bare flesh. I can feel his fingers sliding into me. my mind is telling me to stop, that I can’t do this. I am thinking that I am a married woman, and this is wrong…. but it feels so good. He ends the kiss but keeps his fingers inside me. At this moment, I realized what we are doing and where we are and pull away from him. I tell him that I have to go, and as I turn to leave, I hear him telling me that if I want to leave with him and his buddies, that they will wait for me for a half an hour right here by the fountain. I have never wanted anything more than to stay and go with them wherever they want, do whatever they want, but somehow I find the strength to leave. I turn the corner and I see my husband waiting for me, smiling. I sit with him on the bench and in disbelief I hear him say what a show I put on back at the fountain. From where he was watching he could see everything. He watched as I showed myself off to the stranger, watched as I masturbated and orgasmed in front of everybody, watched as I put my hand on this strange man’s cock, his fingers enter my wet pussy, our wet kiss. I never intended for him to see this, but at the moment he is the last thing on my mind. I was overcome by a powerful sexual force. He asks me what the man told me. I quickly tell him and start to apologize, but he quiets me and tells me the next part of his plan for me. He wants me to return to the fountain and go with them. I can’t believe it! What does he think I am? Then he reminds me of what I owe him and I realize that I have to go, not for him, but for me. Walking toward the fountain, I see them sitting next to it. I didn’t really take the time to look at them before, but now I can see that all three are built like athletes, They are all dressed similarly, smart causal in jeans and polo shirts. The one that kissed me is about six feet one and built like a football player, all muscles. The one next to him is about the same height but a little smaller but with a sweet innocent face, and the third is just a bit taller and even though he isn’t as muscular as the others, he really is the best looking one of the bunch. He has the body of a dancer. They finally see me approaching them. The football player gets up first to meet me and without saying a word, grabs me and kisses me. I have never been so hot in my life. He releases the kiss, takes my hand and wordlessly I follow him with the others right behind. We walk out of the mall and into the parking lot. We approach their car, and he motions me to get into the back seat. This feels so dangerous, I don’t even know their names or even if I will be safe, but it is too late to turn back now. I climb into the back seat, half-heartedly trying to keep my skirt down, but knowing that it is useless to even try and not even caring anymore. The football player and the dancer climb into the back with me and the other one gets into the car and starts it up. Before I can even think about asking out, we are off. At this moment, I feel so many different things: embarrassment, terror, but most of all a sexual energy inside of me that I have never felt before. I feel a hand on my thigh and for the first time I speak. “I don’t even know any of your names.” The dancer looks at me, smiles and tells me that his name is Jason, the football player is Paul and the driver is David. I smile back at him and introduce myself as Dao (I don’t know why I lied). This is followed by a period of uncomfortable silence. Tired of waiting, I decide that I will take the initiative. I put my hands on Paul’s and Jason’s thighs, and slowly start to move my hands up toward their manhood. Finally Paul turns me to kiss him, and I remove my hand from his thigh while my other hand moves up Jason’s leg and I find his hard cock. I break my lips from Paul’s, and I start to kiss Jason, the whole time feeling how large and how hard he is. While I am kissing him, I feel Paul start to massage my breast and then start to unbutton my blouse. Soon I feel the cool wind on my bare breasts and I feel Paul take my nipple into his mouth. I break Jason’s kiss, and push his mouth down to my other breast. Its been years since I had both of my nipples sucked at the same time and it really feels so good. I open my eyes for just a second and I see David smiling at me in the rear-view mirror. I have to remember that we are still outside and that anybody driving by will be able to see me. Somehow this thought, instead of slowing me down, makes me feel even hotter. I start to open up Paul’s zipper, but he smiles at me and tells me to wait until we get to our destination. Paul asks me if I want to keep going with them or if I want to go home. I quickly answer that I want to go with them. They both let go of me and Jason finishes taking off my blouse, telling me that until we reach his house I am to give them a show. I close my eyes and I start to massage my naked breasts, pulling one nipple to my mouth and gently licking it with my tongue. I feel my skirt being raised and my other hand goes to my pussy, and I start to put one finger inside of my drenched pussy. I let it rub against my clitoris, feeling the pleasure of my own touch. I am so turned on that this slight touch brings me to the brink of another orgasm. I start rubbing my hot wet pussy and I can hear my screams of pleasure over the sound of the wind rushing by. Stopped at a traffic light, I sense somebody looking at me. I open my eyes to see a man in a mini van looking straight at me. Embarrassment is overcome by the exhibitionist in me, and I just smile at him and push my breasts together with my arms. As the light changes, we take off with all the three men with me laughing at the astonishment on the guy’s face, but I am still in the rush of my orgasm and I feel a shudder run down my body, leaving me with a tingling between my legs. We pull up to a gated entrance, and as the gate opens it dawns on me what I am about to do. As I get out, David stops me, kisses me and starts to run his hands all over me. I feel another set of hands unzipping the skirt and pulling it down. I step out of it and I realize that I am standing outside completely naked with three men ready to fuck me. I am so hot right now that I barely feel myself being picked up and carried into the house. Entering the house we go through a living room and past a couple of doors into a room with a large bed. Paul puts me down on the bed and explains to me that this is going to be a night that I will never forget. I smile at him and unzip his zipper, finally getting my hands and my mouth on a cock. I have never been so hungry for one in my entire life. Right now all I want to feel is his cock inside of my mouth and his hot cum going down my throat. As I am sucking him to the best of my ability, I feel another set of hands on me, and soon I feel somebody’s mouth kissing my back. I stop my blow job and lay on my back, motioning for Paul to bring his cock back to my mouth. Soon it is back in and I start devouring him again. I look down and I can see David kissing my legs and moving his way up. Soon his tongue is licking my pussy and nothing has ever felt so good to me in my entire life. I quickly have a powerful orgasm, screaming about how good it feels. As I am cuming, David removes his mouth and puts his cock inside of me. As good as I felt before, I feel even better now. I don’t even know if it is the same orgasm or another but I am soon in ecstasy again. As I feel David cum inside of me, I settle down and compose myself by concentrating on Paul’s cock inside my mouth. When I see Jason’s hands grab my leg right leg and David grab my left leg, I am too lost in lust to realize what they are doing. Too absorbed in Paul’s cock, I don’t even realize what is happening and I soon find my legs handcuffed to the bed. As soon as I realize what they are doing, I free my mouth and start to say something, but I am cut off by Jason telling me to be quiet and to trust them.

    I soon feel my hands being handcuffed to the bed and I feel so helpless but yet so turned on. Then I feel all of their hands start to touch and caress me, and any apprehension that I felt before is now gone. I close my eyes so I can lose myself in their touch, barely noticing that a pair of hands has left my body. I can feel the hands run up and down my entire body, momentarily pausing at my breasts and between my spread legs. I feel the other pair of hands push up my head, and I feel something being put around my head, covering my eyes. Not caring and not able to stop it if I wanted to, I let myself be blindfolded.

    Soon all I can feel is the touch of their hands on me. I feel a cock, I have no idea whose, start to enter my wet pussy, and at the same time I feel one near my mouth and I instinctively move my hands toward them but find them restrained. I open my mouth and feel it fill my mouth. Not really being able to suck on it, I feel it start to fuck me. Trying not to gag, I soon find that if I relax my throat I can handle it.

    The cock that is fucking my pussy starts to pump faster and harder and I can feel him start to moan and hear him say that he going to cum. I feel him pull out of me and feel empty, but soon I feel his hot sperm start to land all over my stomach and my breasts. Then I hear the other one start to say that he is cuming. As he starts to cum, I realize that he is going to cum inside of my mouth, I soon feel his hot cum fill up my mouth and my throat, and I hungrily start to swallow all of it. I can feel it drip past my lips but as hard as I try, I can’t swallow it all.

    I feel another cock, this one shorter but wider than the others enter my pussy. I am so close to cuming again that I start to push myself against him, trying to get all of it in me and trying to get him to pump faster. Between moans and screams I hear myself saying things that I had never before thought of saying, “Fuck me harder!”, “Faster, faster!” Soon I am cuming with a force that I had never felt before. I feel myself start to black out and…

    The mall Part III

    I wake up in the same bed alone. I sit up, realising that I am now free to move. Even though I am naked, I don’t feel ashamed about it. I have never felt so calm and relaxed. I stand on shaky legs and look around. Opening the door, I hear music and familiar voices down the hall. I follow the sound and enter the room. The guys smile at me and whistle as I start to move to the rhythm of the music, feeling my bare breasts bounce and their eyes all over me. They wave for me to come closer, and as I dance toward them I feel so free, so liberated, so sexually awake. I get to them, and with a little smile on my face, I start to bend down, unzipping David’s zipper, letting his cock loose. I get on my knees, with my ass sticking out and start to lick his cock. Soon I have the entire thing inside of my mouth, and I feel a cock enter my pussy. Not even looking back, I start to get into a rhythm with the music and the fucking. Soon I feel the cock pull out of my pussy, and I look over to see Jason lying on the couch, his long hard cock pointing straight up. I go over to him, sit over his cock, and slowly let myself down, feeling his entire shaft enter me. I feel Jason pull my head toward his, and our mouths meet in a wet eager kiss. Then I feel something start to lubricate my asshole, and a finger starts to enter it. Feeling this, I stop pumping the cock that is filling my wet pussy, but feeling this finger probing an area of me that had never been touched and wanting it to fill me, but feeling afraid of the pain, I tell him to stop, but my body defies my wishes and continues to push against the finger. Soon it is completely inside of me, then in an instant I hear it pop out. Soon I feel something wider and bigger press against it. Knowing what was coming next didn’t prepare me for the rush of pain as the head of a cock filled my ass, but since the cock was entering me slowly, soon the pain was not replaced, but overwhelmed by the urge to have it all inside of me. Slowly I could feel it fill my hole. Feeling the two cocks inside of me start to move is a feeling that I cannot describe. I can feel them almost rubbing against one another, soon they start pumping me faster and faster, I open my eyes and I see Paul in front of me, masturbating, I smile at him and lick my lips and as he moves closer. I am in ecstasy as I put my lips around his cock. At first there is an awkward moment of un-coordination, but we quickly develop a rhythm and I am completely lost in my lust as these three cocks fill all three of my holes. I feel myself almost immediately start to orgasm, but not wanting this feeling to end, I keep my composure and I can feel many almost mini-orgasms start to come over me in waves. Lost in all of the moaning, I can instinctively feel that all three are about to cum almost at the same time. First Jason starts to cum inside of my pussy. Feeling his cum spurt inside of me brings me completely over the edge. Soon I feel Paul start to unload inside of my mouth. I hungrily try to swallow it all but again I feel it start to drip all over me. At the same time I feel David let loose his orgasm inside of my asshole. The three of them filling me with their hot cum brings on an orgasm like the one I had before, and as I hear myself moan and scream on the verge of another mind-blowing orgasm, I remember that the French call an orgasm “the little death” and I black out again. I wake up to an empty house, with my clothes laid out beside me with a note… “Thank you, Lek. I am sorry that I couldn’t be with you right now but I would love to keep in touch (and more than touch) with you. Feel free to help yourself to the shower, the sauna, whatever. Here are the keys to my car in the garage, feel free to use it but just return it to me in the next couple of days. Looking forward to seeing you again. David” I reflect for a while on what has happened to me today, and I realise that my life has just changed. A side of me has been awakened and I will never be able to ignore it anymore. Suddenly I realise that my relationship with my husband has changed, but I know (hope) that he will understand. But then again, maybe not. After all, it’s not every man that has to put up with a wife changing from a boring housewife to a nymphomaniac with a burning need for sex. But then again, it was his idea… I find the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. I no longer see a bored housewife. I see an awakened sexual animal. I hop in the shower and bring myself to another orgasm with the hand-held shower massage. Before today, I always felt a tinge of embarrassment and guilt whenever I masturbated, but not anymore. I walk back to the bedroom and lie on the bed listening to the radio as I put on my clothes. I hear the time and I realise that I have been in this house for six hours. I find the nearest telephone and I frantically call my house. My husband calmly answers the phone and asks me how I am doing. I answer seductively it was even better than I ever imagined, beyond even his wildest dreams. He then reminds me that I am still his for the day, but asks me if I have anything that I would like to do. I remember the woman that I met at the mall, and I slyly tell him about my encounter with her. He laughs and tells me that I would never do anything like that. I tell him that I will, but he still doesn’t believe me. We come to an agreement on another bet. Same as this one, the loser is the others for a day. I quickly agree and tell him I will be home soon, but not too soon. I open my purse and pull the business card out. I dial her home phone and when I hear her answer, I almost hang up, but I quickly introduce myself, and she laughs, saying that she was waiting for me to call. She gives me her address and soon I am out the door on the way to her place. In the garage I realize that the car that is left for me to borrow is the same black convertible that I arrived in. I leave the house, leaving my blouse open at the waist, revelling in the feeling of the wind blowing across my naked breasts, making my nipples hard. A couple of guys in trucks honk at me but I barely bother to acknowledge their stares. Soon I find myself at the address that she gave me, and as get out of the car I suddenly hear a voice inside of my head telling me that this is all wrong and I should just go home. I quickly put that thought out of my mind as I reach her door and ring the bell. She opens the door, and I see that she is dressed in tiny denim shorts and an orange bikini top. I enter her house and close the door behind me. The next thing that I know is that I have grabbed her and started to kiss her lips. She kisses me back, softly yet hungrily, like I have never been kissed before, then breaks my kiss. I try to pull her back to me but she is stronger than I am, and laughs at me saying that she knew I would come to her. I try to get closer to her again, wanting to feel her touch, her lips pressed against mine, but she again tells me to do as I say. I try to force the issue again and soon I find myself laying on her floor, forcefully pushed back by her. She is sitting on top of me not laughing at me, but smiling at me. She pulls her bikini top up and looks at me saying, “Is this what you want? She leans down and lets her nipple linger near my lips, as I start to lick it she pulls it away from me. I can see her nipple glistening with my saliva as she looks down at me, smiles and removes the bikini top, then lets her breast come to my mouth, moaning in pleasure as I suckle on it. She pulls it away again and it is replaced by her lips. We softly kiss and my aggressiveness is soon overcome by her firm but gentle kiss. I soon realise that this will be very different from the animal sex that I had with David, Jason and Paul. She moves so that we are side to side. I feel her hands start to gently caress my skin, making tiny circles on my stomach, slowly moving up and circling each breast, making more tiny circles around my nipples. The whole time she is doing this we are still kissing, probing each other’s mouth with our tongues. I find my hands gently massaging her soft skin, moving down past her taut stomach and past her cutoffs, to the bare skin of her thighs. As animalistic as I felt before, I feel the calmness of sex this time, and I gently massage her spreading thighs. My fingers find their way to the buttons of her shorts, and I unbutton them one by one, never removing my lips from hers. Too soon she breaks our kiss and she stands and motions for me to follow her. I do and follow her to her bedroom. She removes the rest of her clothes and removes what little clothes that I still have on. She softly hugs me and pulls me to her mouth for another kiss, this one even softer and gentler than the one before. I start to feel the hunger inside of me and I start to kiss her harder, but she pulls back, telling me to relax and to let her teach me how different it is with another woman. She lays me back on the bed, and lays on top of me, first kissing me again on my lips, but then slowly working down and starting to nibble on my ears and neck. I can feel the goose bumps all over my body as this familiar yet different sensation overcomes me. After what feels like forever she moves her lips to my breasts, and starts to playfully lick them and suck on them gently. I have always had sensitive nipples but for the first time I actually start to orgasm from her touch on my nipples. This orgasm is so different from what I have been feeling all day, so calm, so relaxed, yet still intense. She hears me moan and gently continues to massage and suckle on my breasts. The orgasm ends as gently as it came, and I feel her mouth start to move down my body again. Slowly she kisses my stomach, working her way down to my sweet wet pussy. She soon gets there and starts to kiss and lick me in a manner that I had never imagined before. I feel another orgasm coming, and she slowly inserts her finger inside of me, not forcefully like others have done to me before, but softly, rapidly putting a part of it in and pulling it out. Never inserting it all the way but enough that I can feel it go in and out. I am soon lost in ecstasy again and I can hear myself moan as another orgasm rips my body. I open my eyes and I see her standing, but then she sits on top of me, straddling my stomach. I close my eyes as she starts to massage my upper body, starting at my chest but working her way to my shoulders, moving her body up at the same time. I can feel the wetness of her as her pussy rubs against my body. I open my eyes and I see her vagina in front of my face. As it gets close enough to me, I start to lick her, trying to duplicate what she did to me. Even though I have less experience, I must be doing it right because I can hear her start to moan as she moves her body against my tongue and mouth. Soon she is screaming from an orgasm taking over her body. She collapses next to me and she hugs me as I cuddle against her and I find myself drifting off to sleep. When I awake, I feel her body against mine. I slowly get up trying not to wake her, but she feels me stirring and as she awakens, she smiles at me and beckons me to kiss her. As I do, I tell her that I have to go. She smiles again at me and tells me that she understands. I quickly find my clothes and then I realise that I need something to prove to my husband that I won the bet. I notice a Polaroid camera sitting on her dresser, and I smile at her and ask her to pose for me. I quickly take the snapshot of her nude body. She stands and kisses me, opening my blouse and starts to caress my breasts and kisses me for the last time as she shows me to the door. On the way home I reflect on the day. I vow never to let the sexual animal inside of me remain caged. I just hope that my husband will understand. After all, it is his fault that I have undergone this sexual awakening. And since I won the bet, I hope that he can handle the plans that I have for him. And I don’t plan on him doing household chores anymore!