My First Lesbian Experience

My hubby’s a salesman and he’s always telling me I should be thankful for all he does for me. So I got a job of my own delivering for a local florist for a bit of pin money. My first call was the house of a girl getting married and when she answered the door she was in stockings and sussies and I felt my minge moisten.

She was in a tizzy as she couldn’t zip up her dress and her mum had gone out for some last-minute blue garters. She asked if I’d help her and I couldn’t stop myself from feeling her boob.

She, in turn, slid her hand up my micro mini and her fingers entered my gushing gash. The moment didn’t last, as her mum got back shouting up stairs she’d got the garter, but it was in turquoise, not the blue she wanted. So she went back out and I bent over and licked her pussy. She we only about 25 and I am 46, but a bit of a milf even if I do say so myself. I am tanned with a nice figure. My tits are still farily pert although they are pale where I have my bikini on.

She was also tanned, but only all over. As I lay there licking her out I felt the presense of someone else. I looked around and there was a lad of about 20. It turned out to be her mates little brother dropping off her shoes. He was in suit but wasted no time dropping his trousers and getting his cock out. We took turns giving him head. I eventually finished him off and he came all over my face. I went shortly after that. That was my first lesbian experience and I had not fucked a young man like that for sometime.