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This story is about experiencing ”NRE or new relationship energy,” while in a primary relationship like I had/have with Jim. It also will be a story that will lead into new stories describing our polyamorous lifestyle over the past 24 years. Please keep in mind that I'm going to be very forthright about how I ”felt” and not so much how I thought, because while I was in this NRE I wasn't thinking. I was feeling.
My thoughts are rarely linear or focused... well at least definitely not like men seem to be much of the time. I always carried many divergent points of view during our escapades. However, one foundational and generally ever present thought was how much I loved and adored Jim. I’ve always believed I could skip all this new sexuality and just enjoy living with him. But that’s not the road we chose. Our path led us to a place that included other people. Many other people. Part of it was quite stressful and at times something I could have easily given up, while most of it was full of treasured and wonderful experiences.
Please believe me when I say that Jim was and still is my best friend, treasured and honored, and keep that in mind during this story. I’m not going to speak much about my strong marital feelings anymore in this story. Instead I’m going to share my more wanton side, my wild side, a side that took quite some time for me to “make friends with” and embrace. That side of me was ”exciting, confusing, and scary” for me and Jim and sometimes all three at the same time. So here it goes. My deepest foray into lust and excess and the freedom I had to enjoy it.
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(Picking Up From Story #11)
I remember Sharon walking up to me with the most visually striking woman in hand I had every seen. Now I like beautiful women as much as Jim does and we got to see so many of them that I had become quite accustomed and maybe a bit indifferent with seeing yet another beauty. Let me put it another way. I was so accustomed to beautiful women that I rarely sized myself up to them anymore or worried about how Jim would compare them to me. Now, if you have any idea how a woman’s mind works then you know, that's saying something substantial. Getting more confident around prettier faces or bigger breasts... well it took some time. I believe that change started as I began to accept the new found attraction I had for women. Acquiring that attraction also took some time, but eventually I arrived there. Somehow that ”light just turned on” inside me and I started saying yes to the desires I felt for sexy women. This time however was going to be quite different...
“Ashley, let me introduce you to Gail. Gail, this is the Ashley, the woman I’ve been telling you about. Give her a hug!”
Oh my goodness!
Have you ever met someone and in that very instant you have an immediate lustful attraction that leaves you light headed? That was Gail. She was wonderfully different from any woman I have ever met and when she hugged me I was simply overwhelmed with her smell, her feel, the firmness of her boobs mashing into me, and the sculptured look of her arms and body. She was soft and rock hard at the same time. She was feminine and masculine at the same time and I immediately wondered...
Who is this woman?
“Ash, Gail is in the Army. She has been on leave for a few days and has come here to specifically meet you but also to experience the party. I’m sorry I haven’t told you about her yet. I wanted to surprise you and also was waiting until I knew for sure she would be here. We’ve been talking together for months about her most interesting life and whether she would finally come. During our conversations I’ve told her quite a bit about your story and who were and who you have become. So she knows literally everything. Now it's time you get to know Gail. I’ve told Jim about her and he knows she’s here. He is giving you the entire night to get acquainted and enjoy each other. I know you’ve been considering being in one of our scenes and you should know Gail thinks she might want to as well. If the two of you decide to play together in one tonight, that’s fine. I’ll leave it up to you both to decide. But if you girls just want to be alone, that’s fine too. Enjoy yourselves!”
With that she left me with her... while I was still blushing, flushed and literally starting to drip. I never ever believed I could feel this way about another woman and especially having just met her. In that moment my thoughts were very focused. I wasn’t thinking about Sharon, or the party and especially not Jim. I was shockingly overtaken with the presence of Gail.
“Ashley, I’m sorry, that was rather abrupt. Sharon is something else, don’t you agree? How about this... Let’s go to the hotel bar and talk and let me buy you a drink. You can ask me anything you want.”
With that she took my hand and led me away to the darkest, most secluded corner of the bar. There we would stay missing the dinner, the beginning of the party, and locked in a type of conversational connection I had never experienced before.
This woman knew me. She understood who I was right down to little details, like how to order me a T & T. As we talked, I realized Sharon was right. Gail pretty much knew everything. It felt as if she had been inside my head looking around and exploring every corner and that made me feel completely vulnerable to her. It made me feel like... she somehow owned me.
Gail understood I liked bold yet softly assertive women, women with big breasts, women that were stronger than I was in most every way, women who made me feel safe, women who liked to be the leader, and maybe a woman who could ”pull off” being a short cut wavy silky brunette with exactly the type of gorgeous smile she had on her face. She also knew I had never met my ideal woman.
We sat close to each other, much closer than I ever sit next to any woman and with Gail inside my “personal space.” I normally would never have allowed that but with her it was not close enough. She just had this gravity about her that caused my flush to continue most of the night. She had to have noticed it because I could feel the heat on my chest and neck throughout our conversation.
I loved everything about Gail. You could probably say I was like some crazed type of romantic teenaged fool who was convinced they had found their perfect match.
She had these big soft brown eyes with eye lashes so long they would make any woman envious; she had a type of charm to her eyes that drew me into her, that transfixed me; she had a smile that stole my heart with luscious lips I could hardly wait to kiss; she was just the right height, about two inches taller; she had the perfect body type, trim and tight and as Jim said later, probably close to only 10% body fat; she had wonderfully large breasts that made it difficult to not stare at the deep cleavage to her dress; she had dark wavy brunette hair that perfectly framed her forehead and face; she had beautifully graceful and artistic hands with elegant fingers I just wanted inside me, and she had muscular arms like I’ve never see on a woman, finely covered with a layer of short sexy dark hair. Yea, I was smitten with this woman and at that moment I even wanted to have her baby!
And so the evening went with her revealing almost everything about herself...for the next three hours.
I learned she had enlisted right after high school, got her college paid for by the government and completed her degree in under three years... and then strangely re-enlisted. I learned she was an excellent marksman and was deployed as one of the very few women snipers during two tours of duty. I learned she prided herself as being very strong, often able to ”out lift” many new recruits and was one of the best long distance runners in the Army. I learned the Army had become her real home, that she was currently advancing in rank quite rapidly, and that she fully intended to retire there. I also learned she had realized she might be gay before she graduated as the homecoming queen and valedictorian of her high school class. I learned quite intimate things such as... she had a very large clitoris, (she claimed it was a fraction under 3” when fully erect), so large she always viewed herself as a hideous freak and hid the thing from her gym class. I learned she has always had a very high libido and tried to date guys her senior year but the clitoris problem “blew up in her face” when the quarterback of their football team, the first guy she really thought she liked, finally saw it, laughed out loud and later told all his friends about it. I learned how traumatic that experience was and the shame and embarrassment she experienced the rest of her senior year as the “home coming queen freak.” I learned how from that point onward, she found it very hard to risk ever having another boyfriend or girlfriend. I learned, that was the reason she enlisted and re-enlisted.
I also learned she was terrified I would also think her clit was just gross and her alpha persona would be something I was unable to tolerate.
I also learned Sharon had been guiding her toward me with the thought I could be the very first person to intimately play with her and that together we might be able to help Gail over her fears of being a freak. Specifically, Sharon thought the two of us playing in a scene, in front of a crowd of men, might finally help her to view her clit as something sexy and not freakish. I also learned Gail gravitated to the Club and Sharon online because she masturbated multiple times per day and equally thought that was as strange and weird as her clitoris.
After all that... I understood how deeply into her head Sharon had gotten during their conversations, why I was included in them, how much of my personal story had been revealed, and how deeply Gail wanted to meet me. In the end, I had the answer to the only real question I had about Gail...
“How could such a beautiful, intelligent and talented woman not already be in a relationship?”
I knew I was dealing with a somewhat damaged and repressed virgin. It should’ve been a red flag for me. Instead it somehow made Gail more charming and totally irresistible.
Now, I want to interject something here. I think it is very unusual for me to be that instantaneously attracted to anyone. But to find the same person equally attracted to me and even more, to find her needing someone like me, and had been dreaming about meeting me... Well, that was my lifelong fairytale scenario.
Even so, there I was inside that fairytale, and within that intoxicating moment, I really wanted that women. I mean I wanted her. I felt like I could never be without her and was quite certain I might never be this happy again without her at my side.
I understand if you think it isn’t possible to fall that hard for someone and especially so quickly. I also don't blame you if you are upset with me for falling in love when I’m already married, or while in this NRE I’m not considering Jim at all. I confess I did exactly that. I don’t remember having a single thought about Jim. I was just only able to see this woman. It was intoxicating and very trippy.
“So Ashley... Sharon has told me so much about “these scenes” tonight. She says you have thought about doing one. Is that true?”
”Yes it is and I'm not sure why I haven't been part of one yet. I guess I've never connected with any of the players to the point I felt I could actually ”pull off a scene.” I have had sex in the middle of the room with Jim and a couple other guys but it has always been after the scenes were over and not really something that was as ’center stage.’ Sharon said something about you wanting to be in one. Is that also true?”
”Oh you must know Sharon and how well she sells sex! But yes, she has gotten me rather intrigued, but only if it involved a woman and especially someone like you. I've never had sex with a guy. Not sure I ever wanted to but that doesn't mean there isn’t something I enjoy about men. I really get off on competing with them and I like commanding them as soldiers! And when Sharon started talking about dozens of men, many of them alpha type businessmen, and how her scenes get those guys jacked up and masturbating while watching sexy women play, well... I thought I’d like to be one of those women... but again only if it could be with you. The sexual control you must have over men in that moment... It's gotta be a rush. Maybe I feel a little bit that same way being an attractive lesbian. I know I “get to guys.” I always notice the bulges in their trousers as I get ”hit on” all the time. I can handle their come-ons. They don't really offend me. Most of the time it just seems terribly erotic being something men desire so much but can never have. I’ve been dreaming about what I would do in front of such a large group... what I could do to get them turned on, and how their lust might feel. What a trip, being someone they desperately want to fuck. Have you ever felt that way?”
“Gail... you have no idea. That’s been my life for several years now. I love that feeling of control and power! What woman doesn't? It’s exactly why I’ve wanted to do a scene too. Wait until you see that room. One of the secrets to it's high erotic energy is the fact all those guys can never have those women. ’So close and yet so far!’ You know how it works. We always most want the thing we can't have.......Let's do it together!”
”Thank you Ash. Do you mind if I call you Ash? Sharon always does.”
”No, not at all. Jim does so everyone does.”
”Speaking of Jim, is he going to be ok with us being together out there?”
”Gail, in case you haven’t realized this, guys really get off on two women having sex. He is no exception and has been urging me to get between a woman's legs for years. If we do this, we have to really go for it. I want it to drive him crazy. I want it to make his balls ache! It would serve him right. That's what will make it fun for me even more than the dozens of other guys we ”push over the edge!
But I'm pretty new at making love to a woman. I'll need you to guide me. And don't worry about your clit. I think it will be very very sexy. I think all the guys will too. All I can say is just thinking about it is making me wet. God I'm glad I wore my black dress. I'm already soaked through to the seat! Look at this mess! Hand me that cloth napkin.”
”Ashley, I started getting wet when Sharon pointed you out across the room and that's another problem I have. I'm a gusher. I have to put two towels under me when I play with myself in bed.
As for you, I've never seen such a beautiful woman as you are right now in that tiny party dress. You are more beautiful than Sharon described or I imagined.
Here's the plan I constructed with Sharon. She said once we get up there, I would forget anyone else is in the room as I start to make love to you. You know what she’s like. She’s been getting me to describe to her exactly how I dreamed I wanted to love another woman. She’s been pulling that out of me for awhile, every time I’ve called. I feel like I’ve been rehearsing this night. I’m sorry if that sounds presumptuous.”
“No it definitely does not. I know Sharon really well. She’s the best schemer and planner I’ve ever met and it sounds just like her to draw that out of you. I just hope I’m not some big disappointment!”
“So far you’ve exceeded everything Sharon has told me. She knew I’ve been selective when it came to women. But Ash, she definitely undersold you! I'm so glad I finally decided to come.
Ok, here is how I’ve planned this... I’m going to slip that pretty dress off, then your bra and panties and then spin you around to just admire your body. I haven’t seen many women. I’m going to savor that moment. After that I’m not telling what I’ve dreamed up. I’ll surprise you. When I'm done you can take mine off too and then just leave the rest up to me. I don’t like to make promises but tonight I will make one for you...
“I will love you like you've never been loved and we won't stop until we are exhausted. I don't care if everyone has gone back to their rooms by then!”
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And so it happened that perfect night... that wonderful night. I thought the scene turn on for me was going to be driving Jim crazy. Most any other time that would be the case. Not this time. Once Gail and I locked eyes in the center of that room, in front of so many guys, we forgot where we were.
I've never enjoyed such a strong feeling of lust like Gail projected that night. I get turned on by being wanted and lots of guys have. This was different. There would be no rush in anything she did.
I think it was first her eyes. As my clothes dropped to the floor, they traced every curve of my body...those soft big beautiful lusting eyes. Her fingertips tenderly explored me while I stood there... lightly tracing my face, my breasts, my ass, my pussy. It was such a light sensuous touch, it made me feel more beautiful than I ever thought I was. And then she moved in close touching her velvety dress to my nipples. THAT touch caused a chill to ripple through my body and when I looked up to her face, we locked eyes. From that moment on we entered something that was beyond sex... I don’t know how to describe it other than we synched into a powerful connection of our souls.
Slowly, very slowly too slowly, she moved into me until her lips touched mine in our first kiss. What a perfectly timed feeling. It made me begin to vibrate, to shake and then cry. And as tears started flowing down my face, she noticed and caught them with her tongue and softly licked them off my chin, my cheeks, and continued on to my ears and my eyes. I’ve never experienced something like that and I just stood there frozen in her adoration until we locked our lips in a kiss that would prove to be very different from all prior kisses. Her lips were as soft as her velvet dress yet stronger, more gripping than I ever thought lips could be. Her mouth perfectly covered mine and she started sucking my breath out of me. I gave into to that and we began breathing in and out into each other. God I have no idea how long we did that, gasping little puffs of new air in as we breathed in and out of each other. It was something else I had never done with anyone before and was the most surprisingly intimate thing I've ever experienced. While the breathing continued, her tongue began probbing my mouth more deeply than a tongue should be able to reach. She first grazed my gums, the inside of my cheeks and then the roof of my mouth...so sensuously I would've collapsed if she had not grabbed me under my arms, holding me upright. Then her long and strong tongue began massaged the inside of my mouth, at least that's what it felt like, and continued all the while we continued breathing into each other. What a tongue. What a long long tongue.
This all started to feel like a dream. She was indeed loving me like I had never been loved. I was slipping into an altered state and losing all strength to stand when she gently picked me up like I was weightless to her, pulled me into her arms and carried me over to the center piece mattress laying me down like some ”prince charming” would gently lay down his Cinderella. She stood before me, never breaking eye contact as she slowly removed her velvety red dress and her silky bra, allowing her beautiful breasts to be seen. They were perfectly large. Her nipples were long and stood straight out. She was simply a vision of beauty.
Then came the moment of truth. Her eyes changed from the look of lust to that of terror as she gripped the sides of her panties. We never looked away and I simply mouthed... Please do it. I love you.
So down they slid and her clit, her very large clit, popped straight out almost like an erect cock does coming out from underware. I heard a collective gasp from the crowd of men there and I immediately reached my arms out to her pulling her down on top of me. That was the moment “miss alpha female” dropped her formidable front. It was now Gail’s turn to cry and she sobbed, staying on top of me, clinging to me like a scared . I just let her cry until the shaking ceased. It was a very sacred moment and one I still cherish today.
When it was over, she pulled her face up and kissed me many times, softly, tenderly until her smile returned, when she started creeping down my body lovingly sucking and licking my nipples and entire breasts. She knew exactly how long to lovingly suck one until it was engorged but switched to the other before I started loosing sensitivity. That continued with her loving my breasts long beyond the time I thought she might quit. Gail evidently was in no rush. Her breast love went on until I started an orgasm...the first time that ever happen to me during sex. One hundred percent nipple orgasms. That was something I had only experienced nursing a baby.
From there she moved slowly down, licking a path down my stomach, only pausing too long to probe my navel which made me want to scream in anticipation for my pussy! It ached for her mouth. But once she was close, she only lightly grazed it as she moved down to my feet. My feet??? What the hell. No! Please come back!!
No she didn’t suck on my toes. What came next was her licking up the insides of my legs. I had been so distracted while she was loving me standing up I didn’t realize my legs were soaked! I must’ve been leaking down both of them. Gail noticed and was lovingly washing me, licking up and literally drinking my cum.
It was one of the sexiest and most teasing things anyone has ever done to me. I wanted her to finish and get to my fucking pussy! Instead, she lingered licking me with that sensuous tongue so slowly and finally finally finally arriving at my swollen vulva.
Golly we had to have been going at all that for an hour before I felt her love on my pussy. This was different. She used her tongue tip to gently trace every fold of my lips, lifting them and sucking them into her mouth where she licked it so gently. Then, off to other side and another fold and then back to the other side until I started crying again. I don’t know why I had that response but something deep inside seemed to break open and I started sobbing as hard as I had done in many years. Gail never stopped. Never questioned if something was wrong. She just started probing my vagina with her tongue.
“Oh my god. She could fuck me with that long tongue.”
It was long enough to curl up and reach the lower part of my G spot where she swirled it and pressed it against the sponge as best she could. That sent me, no it rocketed me into a deep orgasm. And as I came down, she pulled out and gently licked all around my vulva, from my rectum to the top of my mound. It was delightful. It felt more loving than any man who had ever tried to lick me that way. All this licking, all this waiting made my clit ache! She still hadn't touched it! This had to be something similar to guys when they get their blue balls. I couldn't take it any more. I was so swollen could feel my heartbeat in my pussy. So I grabbed her head and it on top of my clit.
There was no resistance from her. In fact I’m pretty certain she was waiting for me to react just that way. God I loved her for that. She didn't just suck on my clit. She inhaled it causing it to stand out into her mouth only to be greeted by that tongue lightly teasing the bud and very soon I couldn't take any more teasing and screamed...
”Please! Just suck it!”
Gail knew exactly how to suck a clit at such a time... Hard! She pulled it between her lips and then slid them up and down while sucking as firmly as she could. It was exquisite and sent me into a series of orgasms, one after another, until I fell back exhausted. Gail was ready now and moved up to my mouth, let me lick my cum off her face and then whispered...
”That’s how I want you to love my clit. Please Ashley.”
And just like that... She flipped us over, placing me on top while both of her hands pushed me down, way down. Gail didn't want any foreplay. She moved my head over that huge clit standing straight up like a small cock. So I did what she wanted. I started sucking it like I would a cock, sliding it in and out of my mouth except with her I tried sucking down on it hard as I pulled my mouth away, just like she did me. Just before it popped out of my mouth I would frantically twirl my tongue on its tip and then suck it all right back in deep into my mouth. So that was how I gave a woman a blow job. Gail whispered only one thing before her orgasms started...
”Faster Ash. Please.”
Hearing her feminine voice say it that way did something to me. It shifted me and I felt the new energy of an aggressor. I sucked her harder, much harder than any cock I've ever had in my mouth. I pumped my fingers into her cunt probing her G spot. One finger, then two, then three and still there was room so I folded them all together and pushed into her smoking hot cunt it to open for me. It seemed to suck my entire hand in. What a sense of power. I was fisting a beautiful woman. One more totally new thing for me. My little hand curled up and I twisted it and started jabbing her cervix. Gail’s body jolted off the mattress and bridged on her head and neck. Between her groans she screamed...
”DON’T YOU FUCKING STOP!”
I wouldn't have stopped but for one thing... This huge thing, this monstrous clit in my mouth. My cunt was aching for it. I had to feel it inside me. So as my hand started getting tired and Gail was coming down from her long string of orgasms, I pulled out, swung my legs around forking her legs and pressed our pussies together.
It slid right in. I had a clit inside my vagina!
It wasn't a big feeling. It wasn't like a real cock but I was so charged up feeling our pussies together I knew an orgasm, a powerful orgasm, was soon to happen. Gail sat up ftom the mattress with this surprised look on her face, swung my leg under her and started fucking me with her little dick. Hard. Until we both came exactly together...shaking and moaning.
It all was too much. I must have blacked out. The next thing I knew as I opened my eyes, was the feeling of being cuddled. The room seemed empty. And as I looked into her eyes, I realized this bold woman had been crying. Her eyes were swollen. Her cheeks were streaked. Her hair was soaked. I smiled at her and she leaned in and gave me the longest and strongest best hug I've ever had.
That eternal hug only ended when Sharon gently touched us both...
“You two should take this to Gail’s room. Spend the rest of the night together. Ashley I’m taking Jim to bed with me. He will be well taken care of. Enjoy yourselves girls.”
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During the whole experience, I only saw Gail.
I spent no time thinking of Jim, the crowd or Sharon who I know was watching us as lustfully as the crowd of guys.
I only saw Gail.
It was magical. It was timeless. It was hypnotic. It was the best sex I have ever had. Including Jim. I didn't want it to end and we did literally close out the party as all the guys had left. I don't really know for sure how long we made love. I was just too much into Gail to be aware of time. She had tenderly loved me to countless orgasms and then allowed me to aggressively love her to just as many and to the point of fisting that beautiful pussy. She even fucked me with that 3” engorged clit of hers. I have never seen one like it since.
Did she keep her promise and make love to me like no one ever had? Yes she did. More than that, she taught me how to love a woman.
Recounting it all now, I loved the way she smelled. I loved the way she tasted. I loved her breasts. They were so big and so much more firm than mine. Her nipples were bigger too and I loved how far they stuck into my mouth and how sensuous they felt on my tongue as I sucked them in the morning waking her up. But I really loved sucking on that clit again. My god! It was very much like sucking a cock! And just like a cock, it had an internal part that was a couple inches long, but much wider and thicker. I could get her to cum so easily by giving a hand job to the internal part while giving a blow job to the exterior part. I’ll never forget that sensation of sucking so hard while slowly withdrawing her absolutely wonderful clit. I lost count how many times she came that night or that morning. My guess it was way over 30.
So... I can only tell you that much. But Gail was so much more than these mere words. You can use your own imagination what the scene might have looked like from the sidelines. I will tell you this. That night, for those few hours, I was truly a lesbian. I felt things in those short moments, things I had never felt before... or since. I loved her. I might have run away with her and never looked back. It was like catching lightning in a bottle and I’m damn glad I got to experience something like that at least once. It left me with this lasting feeling. I was much more a completed woman.
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So where did it go from there?
Well... we couldn’t run off together. Gail was still in active duty and had to go back the next day. Soon after she called to say she was surprised she was being called up to another deployment. She said she wasn't allowed to tell me where but looked forward to seeing me when she got back and that if I wanted her to, she would leave the Army so we could be together.
The news of her leaving made for an incredibly sad day and I cried my eyes out. Thank god for Jim. He tenderly helped me through that terrible time. But he would have to do it again six months later when Sharon called with the news...
Gail had been ed in action.
Hearing it, I screamed in agony and collapsed to the floor just as Jim rushed into the room. It took me a month or more to get over the loss, but together he and I got through it.
I’ll end by saying this. I consider myself so incredibly lucky to have met Gail and have loved her so deeply, even if it was only for one night. I learned a couple important lessons... It is possible to love two people at the same time and that NRE is a dangerous thing I would have to learn how to manage.
Was I regretful going through it all, having my heart broken? No. Absolutely not. I would do it again.
How does that saying go?...
”It is better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.”
My broken heart made me a better lover to Jim. A much more appreciative lover. I see all my relationships now with new eyes. We never know how long someone we love will stay in our lives so it’s best to love them like it is the last day you will have them. Looking back now, I'm such a fortunate woman to have had so many great lovers. Believe me, I’ve got some other great stories to tell you.
“I’ve never loved in the way I loved you Gail. I miss you terribly and long to see you again on the other side.”
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