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Sylvia and Amanda get Double Penetrated.
" I felt my cheeks heat up again.
George giggled girlishly, "You are such a prude! But we can wear our bras and panties. It will double as doing laundry, since we don't have fresh underwear for tomorrow."
That made perfect sense, so while George ran the bath I used our dinner vouchers to order room service. We'd decided on an assortment of hors d'oeuvres instead of entrees and a bottle of wine. Better make it two, I thought, it had been a long day.
I did feel prudish and shy as I stripped down to my sheer black bra and panties. I carried some plates into the bathroom where George was only wearing a lacy red demi bra and matching boyshort-style panties. I tried to keep my eyes focused on her face when talking to her. But my eyes seemed to drift to the way her breasts swelled over the cups of red lace. And I couldn't help but notice how her tightly toned abs gave way to her softly curving hips, especially when she bent over to adjust the jets. I quickly poured us both glasses of red wine and spread out the food on the side of the tub.
We both climbed in and slipped into the hot bubbling water.
"Ohhhh, this feels so good." I sank down in my seat and rested my head on the edge. I arched my back to stretch it, causing my breasts to rise above the churning water. I saw George notice my nipples poking through the sheer material and sank back under the water.
Two bottles of Cabernet later we were giggling and splashing. George had been telling me of her last boyfriend and the crazy things they would do. He'd been a bit of an exhibitionist and it had led to some interesting situations for them.
With a bottle of wine in me I finally asked what I'd been dying to know. "George, what is it like? I mean, to be with a woman?"
She chuckled, "I've been wondering when you'd ask."
I sat up and turned to her, "You have?"
"Of course, you've been holding it in, trying to be polite. It's positively adorable!" She rubbed my thigh for a moment in reassurance. "It's okay! I'm not offended. Honestly? It's much more sensual with a woman." She tilted her head back against the porcelain. "Don't get me wrong, being with a man can be raw and passionate and hot. But a woman knows your body as she does her own. She's soft and slow and sexy." George's eyes were closed and her hand slid over her throat. "It's completely different. It's... incredible."
I don't even remember moving but suddenly my hand was on her cheek and I was kissing her. Her eyes never opened, her mouth just sought mine in return. I was struck by the softness of her full lips. Her hands moved around my back as I leaned into her. It felt so strange when my breasts pressed against hers, the wet lace of her bra scratching against my bare skin.
As her tongue stroked mine, my hand moved down her face to her breast. I ran my thumb over the curve of her breast feeling her nipple pushing through the lace. I pressed harder against her nipple, making George moan into my mouth, grab the back of my head, and deepen the kiss.
I slipped my left leg over hers so I was straddling her left leg. I traced patterns in the roof of her mouth with my tongue and nibbled her lips. She reached around me and unhooked my bra. I pulled away from her.
"Are you okay?" George asked, her chest heaving as she caught her breath.
I smiled and pulled off my bra, exposing my breasts to her hungry blue eyes. I took her hands and placed them on my tits. "I'm fantastic," and I leaned in to taste her lips again. I savored the red wine lingering on her tongue and tugged her bra straps down her shoulders. My mouth migrated along her jaw and down her velvety throat.
George laughed breathlessly, "I'm so glad we got kicked off our flight." I pushed the lace below her breast and licked her nipple. "Oh, make that REALLY glad!"
I giggled and looked up at her. "I have been trying so hard not to ogle these beautiful breasts all night!" I sucked the mound of flesh into my mouth.
George giggled, "Trying very unsuccessfully I might add."
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