Lesbian Party with Mature Women I Couldn’t Forget

After the first gathering with those women, I spent several days turning over what had happened in my mind. It wasn’t just the memory of the kisses or caresses, but the way they had looked at me, as if they already knew exactly what kind of slut they awakened inside me whenever I felt desired by several women at once.

One night, while I was alone in my apartment, Mara texted me. She said there was another invitation, that one of the women wanted to do it again, and that this time there would be more freedom, more trust, and more desire. Before accepting, I made it clear once again that I didn’t want bondage games or anything like that. I liked losing control, yes, but not losing control in that way.

“Relax,” she replied. “We’re just going to have a good time. Nothing you don’t want.”

I read that message several times and felt an immediate heat between my legs. I still had a couple of hours before leaving, so I took my time in the shower. As the water ran over my breasts and belly, I began imagining myself surrounded by women again, with several mouths on me, with open hands pulling my legs apart.

I slipped my hand between my thighs and touched myself slowly at first. I closed my eyes and thought of one tongue traveling from my cunt to my ass, another sucking one of my nipples, a mature voice ordering me to spread my legs wider. I came right there, with two fingers inside me and my other hand squeezing a tit, panting against the tiles.

When I finished getting ready, I put on a short black dress that showed off my ass and a neckline that made it clear I was in the mood to provoke. The moment I saw myself in the mirror, I smiled. I wanted them to look at me. I wanted them to undress me with their eyes before touching me.

Mara picked me up shortly afterward. She was wearing a tight blouse that barely contained her tits and lipstick that already made me want to kiss her. As soon as I got into the car, I looked her up and down and laughed.

“If you keep dressing like that, I don’t know if I’ll make it there.”

She bit her lip and shot me a sidelong glance.

“Then you’d better behave. Or don’t.”

During the drive we smoked and talked about what might happen. I said I was relaxed, but it was a lie. The dampness in my panties gave me away. Every time Mara changed gears and her hand brushed mine on the console, I wanted to grab her, push her head down, and ask her to suck me right there.

The house was in a quiet, discreet neighborhood. A slim, very pretty brunette opened the door for us, her hair loose and a shy smile contrasting with the tension inside. When we entered the living room, I saw the others waiting for us with glasses in their hands.

The hostess’s name was Helena. Beside her stood Nora, with the shameless confidence of women who already know how to use their bodies and voices to arouse anyone. Vera and Clara were there too, two mature, elegant women of the kind who didn’t need to show much to look irresistible.

We introduced ourselves, raised our glasses, and began talking as if it were an ordinary gathering, but nobody was fooling anyone. Eyes traveled back and forth over cleavage, legs, and mouths. Every compliment carried something more beneath it—a promise, an insinuation, a test.

Helena wanted to break the ice quickly.

“I want to know what you really like. No embarrassment.”

Mara spoke first. She said she loved tits, that she went crazy when they were sucked properly, and that I had a mouth made for driving people out of their minds. Everyone turned to look at me, and I raised my glass as if toasting the compliment.

Then it was my turn. I didn’t bother dressing it up.

“I like almost everything,” I said, “but if you’re really going to indulge me, I love having my ass licked and licking it too. And if several of you use me at once, even better.”

The silence lasted barely a second. Then came the smiles. Nora let out a low laugh. Vera slowly crossed her legs. Helena drained her drink and set the glass on the table.

“Then take off your dress,” she said. “Let’s find out.”

The way she said it went straight through me. Without thinking any further, I pulled the dress over my head. Mara did the same. The others followed soon after, one garment after another, until the room was filled with naked bodies, mature breasts, soft bellies, firm asses, and increasingly ragged breathing.

Nora was the first to approach me. She took me by the neck with one hand and kissed me hungrily, without hesitation. Her tongue entered my mouth as if she had known me for years. At the same time, I felt hands on my back. It was Vera, kissing my shoulder and gently dragging her nails along my waist.

I could barely choose whom to attend to first. My mouth belonged to Nora. My back belonged to Vera. And my eyes searched for Mara, who was already on her knees in front of Helena, pulling her legs apart on the sofa to bury her face between them.

Helena let out a hoarse moan when Mara’s tongue found her clitoris. That sound finished arousing me. I let myself fall onto the sofa and spread my legs wide. Nora understood the invitation immediately. She moved from my mouth to my breasts, took one nipple between her lips, and began sucking it hard while her hand opened my thighs wider.

Vera knelt between my legs and looked at me for a moment before putting her tongue on me. She started slowly, tasting me, savoring every fold, pausing on my clitoris just long enough to make me tremble. I grabbed her hair and pushed a little.

“Like that, yes... don’t stop.”

Nora bit my nipple and immediately licked it, alternating gentle pain with relief. Vera was already eating my cunt more decisively, moving her tongue up and down, slipping it between my wet lips, playing with the rhythm until I began moving my hips over her face.

“Fuck... you do that so well.”

Helena came up behind the sofa and slipped a hand between my legs to touch my ass while Vera kept her mouth on my cunt. The moment I felt her finger circle me, a louder moan escaped me. That was exactly what I had said I liked, and realizing they had listened, that they wanted to give it to me, made me even crazier.

Her finger didn’t go in immediately. She caressed me first, wetting me with saliva and my own fluids, then began pressing slowly. Meanwhile, Vera didn’t lift her head; on the contrary, she seemed to enjoy me tensing and opening wider. The contrast between the tongue in front and the finger searching for entry from behind made me squeeze my thighs.

“Relax,” Helena whispered in my ear. “I want to feel your ass loosen for us.”

That was enough. I exhaled, spread my legs farther, and let her slowly slide her finger inside. I moaned loudly, without shame, and Nora covered my mouth with a kiss while her hand squeezed one of my tits. Vera kept sucking me hungrily, and when Helena began moving her finger inside, I felt the orgasm surge over me all at once.

I came, twisting on the sofa, my back arched and my mouth pressed to Nora’s so I wouldn’t scream too loudly. Vera didn’t pull away even when I began to tremble; she kept licking me through the orgasm, slow and cruel, prolonging every spasm until my legs went weak.

We laughed a little once I could breathe again. But the break lasted no time at all. Across the room, Mara was sitting on the rug with Helena on top of her, kissing her and rubbing their breasts together. Clara, who until then had watched more than she had participated, approached me with a determined look.

“Now I want to taste you.”

She took me by the hand to the rug and made me kneel. She spread her legs in front of my face without shyness. Her cunt was wet, open, asking for my mouth. I ran my tongue from bottom to top, and she released a deep sigh, as if she had been holding it in for some time.

I kept licking her eagerly, deep between her folds, alternating long licks with suction on her clitoris. Clara grabbed my hair, not violently, but to set the rhythm she wanted. Every time I got it right, her legs trembled a little more.

Behind me, I felt another mouth on my nape and then on my back. It was Nora again, moving down with wet kisses to my ass. She spread my cheeks with her hands and licked me with delicious calm. The first touch of her tongue made me lose my rhythm with Clara for a second, and Clara laughed when she felt me jerk.

“Don’t stop eating me because of that,” she said, panting. “Keep going.”

I continued. Nora’s tongue worked my ass thoroughly, opening me, circling me, slipping in slightly and coming back out. I ate Clara’s cunt with my face buried in it, and I felt Helena move beside me to slide two fingers into me from the front. I was trapped between three women, used in exactly the way I liked.

The sounds of the others filled the room: wet kisses, moans, short orders, broken breathing. Mara was now lying on the sofa while Vera sucked her tits and Helena spread her legs to eat her from below. I looked up for a second, and that image sent my arousal even higher.

Clara came in my mouth with her hands buried in my hair. I kept licking her clitoris while her body trembled, and Nora took advantage of the moment to slip a finger into my ass. It entered gently, accompanied by saliva and the wetness dripping inside me. I moaned against Clara’s cunt, and she nearly came again just from feeling the vibration.

When she finally pulled away, I was bent forward, breathing hard. Nora gave me a sharp slap on the ass, then caressed the area as if rewarding my obedience. That made me smile. She turned me around and kissed me, tasting of me mixed with Clara.

“What a filthy mouth you have,” she said.

“Then use it more.”

Helena heard that and made me lie on my back on the rug. Mara sat beside me and began kissing my neck while kneading my tits. Nora returned between my legs. Vera settled over my face. I felt the weight of her thighs on either side of my head and raised my tongue without being asked.

Vera’s cunt was soaked and hot. I began licking her slowly, enjoying the way she opened over my mouth, the way she grew wetter with every pass. Below, Nora sucked my clitoris with a precision that was undoing me, while Helena held one of my legs and slid two fingers into my ass, which no longer resisted.

That combination made me lose all composure. My mouth was full of cunt, my legs were spread until they almost hurt, an orgasm was building below, and there was a filthy, deep pleasure behind me. Mara bit my earlobe and whispered obscene things that I could barely distinguish anymore.

“Come,” Helena told me. “Come in her mouth and in ours.”

I did. I came hard, shaking all over, licking Vera without control while Nora kept sucking me and Helena’s fingers massaged me inside and from behind. I was left panting beneath them, completely open, completely surrendered.

This was exactly what I had come looking for.

We spread out around the room without stopping touching one another. Someone poured more wine, though we barely took a couple of sips between kisses. I was sitting on the arm of the sofa when I saw that the brunette who had opened the door for us was still standing in the hallway, watching silently.

Her breathing was quick and her hands were tense at her sides. It was obvious she was aroused, that she had been swallowing her desire to come closer for some time. Helena saw her too and smiled.

“Don’t stand there watching, Inés. Come here.”

Inés hesitated for a moment, but finally entered the room. She undressed slowly, almost nervously, which made her even more attractive. She was slender, yes, but beautiful, with brown skin and dark nipples that seemed to be asking for a mouth.

Mara went straight to greet her. She kissed her gently at first, to calm her, then with more tongue, more hunger. Inés responded immediately, letting out a short moan when Mara grabbed her ass. Clara stood behind her to kiss her back and slide her hands down her belly.

I didn’t want to miss out on that. I came up behind Mara, spread her cheeks, and ran my tongue over her ass without warning. She let out a laugh mixed with a moan and arched toward me. Inés watched for a second, fascinated, while Mara continued kissing her.

“Do you like watching?” I asked her.

“I like participating more,” she replied, her voice already less shy.

That was enough for us to lead her toward the rug. We laid her on her back and divided up her body. Mara took one of her tits and sucked it eagerly. Clara spread her legs. I settled between them and slowly brought my mouth to her cunt.

She was very wet. My first lick made her arch her entire back. I followed it by pushing my tongue deeper, moving up to her clitoris, circling it, sucking it. Inés grabbed my hair just as Clara had before, but with less experience and more desperation.

“Don’t stop... please, don’t stop.”

I had no intention of stopping. Mara kissed her mouth and tits while I ate her cunt, and Helena knelt beside me to caress my back and slip her hand between my legs. She found me soaked again. She began rubbing my clitoris with two fingers while I remained buried in Inés.

When I noticed she was close to coming, I spread her legs a little farther and moved lower. I ran my tongue from her cunt to her ass and felt her tremble in surprise. I did it again, this time with more pressure, spreading her cheeks with my hands. Inés let out such a loud moan that everyone turned to look at her.

“Fuck... there... there too...”

I licked her ass for a long while, alternating with her cunt, taking her from one pleasure to the other without letting her settle. Clara took advantage of it and sat on my face from above, offering me her cunt again. That left me beneath both of them: licking one woman’s ass and cunt whenever she gave me room, while sucking the other over my mouth.

Helena positioned herself behind me and began playing with my ass again. This time it wasn’t just one finger. One went in, then two, slowly but decisively, while Mara caressed one of my breasts and told me in my ear how much of a slut I looked like that, on my knees, my face buried between someone else’s legs and my ass open for another woman.

She wasn’t exaggerating. I felt like a delicious slut, used by several women, dripping, panting, no longer knowing whose hand was whose. And it drove me crazy.

Inés came first. She did it trembling, squeezing my head between her thighs, calling my name when she barely knew me. Clara didn’t take long afterward, rubbing her cunt against my mouth until she left me soaked. I was on the edge too, but Helena wouldn’t let me finish yet.

“No,” she told me. “I want to watch you hold out a little longer.”

She turned me around and made me brace my hands on the sofa, my ass raised. I felt Nora come up behind me and spread my cheeks. Her tongue went into action again, slow, wet, focused, while Helena positioned herself below to suck my cunt from behind. The position made me moan immediately.

Mara stood in front of me and offered me her mouth. I kissed her while two women ate me at once from below. Then I lowered my head and sucked one nipple, then the other, barely biting them. She held my hair and came, rubbing herself against my thigh, aroused by seeing me like that.

Nora pushed another finger into my ass, and I nearly came right there. Helena sucked my clitoris with brutal persistence, and every time I pushed backward, searching for more tongue, Nora rewarded me with a deep lick or a slow thrust of her fingers.

“Now,” Helena said, pulling away for a second just to look at me. “Come.”

I didn’t need her to repeat it. The orgasm split me in two. I came with my hands dug into the sofa, my ass open for Nora, my cunt throbbing against Helena’s mouth, saliva running down my thighs. I screamed, yes, and I didn’t give a damn if the neighbors heard me.

I was left folded over the sofa, exhausted and happy. Behind me, the others’ kisses, tongues, and moans continued; they still weren’t finished. I turned as best I could to look. Mara had Inés on the rug and was eating her cunt with beautiful voracity. Clara was sucking one of her tits. Vera was stroking her own crotch while watching the scene, wildly aroused.

I sat up, grabbed my wineglass, and took a sip. My body was soft and satisfied, but I still wanted to keep watching, to keep touching if I recovered a little. I lit a cigarette and took a slow drag while I watched them writhe together on the rug, on the sofa, against the armchair.

Helena sat naked beside me, sweaty, with a smile of absolute complicity.

“I knew you were going to enjoy this party.”

I handed her the cigarette and smiled back.

“Next time, give me less notice. That way I’ll arrive even hotter.”

She gave a low laugh, grabbed the back of my neck, and kissed me again, tasting of wine, saliva, and cunt. I kept watching the rest of the spectacle, my body still trembling, certain of one thing: I would never forget that night.