A Babe’s Babe (Part 2)

What my friend called a dildo was a double-sided monster with two sprouts facing opposite sides around the middle. “Look, these-she pointed to one of the tips-goes inside you, and these-pointing to the sprouts-goes on to massage your clit, it’s that easy.” Now, take off everything, and let’s do this.

Let’s do what? Did Bisi want to kill me? Had my friend gone mad? I was thinking these things, but my face must have said them all. “Come on, there’s nothing to worry about. I’m just here to get you comfortable with these things and then you’re on your own.”

“I’m never going to be comfortable with that!” I say pointing at the thing in her hands. “Fine, bring yours out.” I go ahead and unplug the rose and show it to her. 

“Now let’s get comfy, we’re going to see a movie.” I was lost. What did any movie have to do with this? But Bisi said we needed to get in the mood, and I wasn’t about to argue. Movie equals not touching that other stuff and I was down for that. 

We cozied up on the sofa, and she took the remote and went browsing. She finally settled on a movie titled “Blue is the warmest color”. It was in French but there were subtitles. About halfway through the movie, I had seen more breasts and nudity than I had in ages, my nipples were perking up through my nighties and it wasn’t even from cold. Bisi had wrapped herself in a blanket and I figured the cold was getting to her seeing as she was in nothing but her panties, but not long after that I started to hear some buzzing that wasn’t coming from the TV. 

“Please don’t tell me you’re already doing what I think you’re doing,” I asked. “Relax, the movie is interesting and it’s getting to me. Can’t a woman please herself?” She said this unashamed. “Besides, I’m not the only one turned on.” Her eyes settled on my breasts then, and I tried to hide my nipples with my hands. 

She laughed at me mildly then, “Put your hands down, mama. Stop being so self-conscious and let yourself go. It’s just the 2 of us here naa” I shook my head, but as the movie kept on, I got more comfortable and into it. Everything was more or less fine, except her vibrator sounds changing frequencies now and then. I bolted my eyes to the TV, trying not to look at Bisi as she pleasured herself. She had started to moan and although she tried to keep it quiet, it escaped her here and there. 

I didn’t recognize what the feeling I was having was at first, but eventually, it was too obvious for me to deny it. I kept stealing glances at my friend, trying my best to still concentrate on the movie. I noticed some wetness between my legs and couldn’t lie to myself anymore. I was super turned on now, and it was more by my friend wanking beside me than the movie in front of me…  I realized I wanted to see her. 

Her blanket was in the way and my confidence wasn’t enough for me to peel it away. I just chastised myself and faced the screen. As if the universe knew why I was thinking, Bisi jerked and the blanket fell off her, but she was too far gone into the act she couldn’t bother to pick it back up. I watched as the purple beast vibrated in and out of her, her panties pushed down to her knees and one of those sprouts teased her clit. 

My friend was very pretty and cute with her cheeky face, ginger hair, curvy body, and piercing eyes, but seeing her like this was like Something unlocked. I’d never really been into women, but I began questioning that almost immediately. Her breasts were swollen and a little shiny. I realized she had been coating and massaging them with her juices under the blanket. 

“You like what you see?” She said as she looked at me with her eyes almost rolled entirely over. She was salivating a bit, and it all looked so good. 

I glanced down and the wetness in my panties had spread. “touch yourself baby” she said to me, “Don’t be shy, you know you want to.” “I I don’t know how, I’ve not done it before.” She told me to just start and I’ll know what felt good soon enough. 

She wasn’t wrong. I started with my index finger, gently massaging my labia, I was scared to dip it into myself. But the pleasure from my labia built my confidence with it. I finally went inside me, and I gasped when I grazed my G-spot by accident. The feeling was so good, that I just kept repeating the motion. Soon I was panting, and I couldn’t stop myself. My eyes were closed and suddenly, I felt a wet warmth cover my right breast. My eyes flew open in panic and I saw Bisi sucking my breast through the sheer fabric of my nightwear. 

I pulled away immediately, looking at her in questioning awe! “You know you liked the feeling, just relax and let me help you cum” She moved closer again and I backed up, but I knew my heart wasn’t in my rebuke. I was more surprised than angry at it, and .. and I enjoyed the feeling. Oh, what was Bisi doing to me?

She moved closer again and there wasn’t any more room on the sofa for me to pretend like I didn’t want it. She covered my breasts again and began sucking. I only watched at first, she looked so beautiful sucking my breast like that, her eyes closed, her hand holding her vibrator as it fucked her. Some strands of her hair got in her face and I subconsciously moved them away for her. Not wanting to disturb what she was doing. I found my other hand slowly resuming what it has been doing to my pussy. 

She pulled down the strap of my nightie over the breast she was sucking and covered my breasts directly. She flicked her tongue over my nipple and I enjoyed it. Why could Dare do this whenever we fucked? Oh fuck! Dare! What was I doing? Wasn’t this cheating? My mind tried to make me see reason though. I was only with my girl pal and we were just masturbating. Nothing wrong, right? 

I felt a little bit of her teeth on my nipple then, and I think I peed a little. My fingers, down there felt wetter. Slowly, Bisi dragged my clothes lower, and her mouth moved lower on my exposed skin. When she got to the edge of my panties, she raised her eyes to meet mine. I knew she was asking for my consent then, and I nodded and gave it. 

I had never felt this turned on or this good before, and I was scared I might never get it again if she stopped. 

She pulled my panties down then and pulled my hand away. She spread my thighs wide enough and took a whiff of me down there. I saw a long smile on her face before she opened her mouth and licked me. 

It felt electric! I nearly died. She continued, stroking my middle with her tongue, gently and increasing the tempo as she went. I hadn’t realized my hand had moved to her hair. I didn’t know I had started to push her head closer to me, I didn’t realize how gone I was. 

She got the hint and finally started tongue fucking me. I couldn’t believe the pleasure, the sweetness of what she was doing to me. I was writhing to it. 

As if that wasn’t enough, one of her hands found my clit and began gently plucking it like I was a string instrument. Not long after that I bucked, I shook tremendously, and I thought I might have peed. 

“You’re a squirter just like me!” Bisi said. I opened my eyes then and saw her whole face was wet like she’d gone for a swim. I had been closing my eyes tightly so they were still readjusting, and I thought I saw wrong, but I hadn’t. 

As I settled and caught my breath, I noticed a movement by the edge of my eye, and I turned and hurried to look. 

I couldn’t believe my eyes. Dare, my husband was standing by the doorway, his pants and underwear down, his dick huge and hard in his hands. Bisi looked at me and screamed “Oh my god!”. And that was when he opened his eyes. 

“No, don’t stop”, he asked. “Please, keep eating out my wife.”

 

Hold your horses… There’s a part 3 coming for you.

 

ICYMI: a babe’s babe (part one)