She looked up at Rosie, feeling shy and not sure why. “I want to taste you. Is that okay?”
“Mmm,” Rosie pretended to think aloud. “Oh, I suppose.”
Emilia smiled, and dropped her mouth lower, right on the freshly shaven skin of Rosie’s mound. Rosie curled a finger at Simon. He stood up and came to the side of the bed. Rosie moved over, chased by Emilia. The blonde coach reached out and guided Simon’s prick to her mouth, opening wide and sucked him down as Emilia began to lick at the sensitive skin around Rosie’s folds.
This was the first time she’d ever tasted a woman besides herself, and Emilia took her time with it, exploring the sensations. Rosie smelled — and tasted — of a light, fragrant coconut soap, pleasant and faint. Droplets of her need gleamed on her lips but had yet to escape to her thighs. Emilia herself was practically dripping from her desire.
Rosie’s lips themselves were thin and almost non-existent compared to Emilia’s own. The other woman also bleached her bud, leaving it deliciously clean looking. A thought of Rosie’s tongue slipping around her own bud made her shiver with pleasure. As the other woman sucked on Simon, Emilia hesitantly slid her tongue out and ran around the other woman’s bud.
Rosie came off Simon with a whimper. “Oh wow,” she gasped. “Zero to sixty. She’s licking my ass.”
Simon, who’d been watching Rosie’s lips around his cock, shot Emilia a surprised look. “Huh. Wasn’t expecting that.”
Emilia shrugged uncomfortably. “I… just…”
“It’s okay, hon,” Rosie encouraged her. “Touch or taste anything you want.”
Still feeling embarrassed, Emilia returned her attention to Rosie’s pussy. She thought about how she liked to be touched and licked, and started at the base, exploring Rosie’s pink lips. Everything she’d done so far with the guys had felt so taboo, but there was a simple, soft-burning joy to this, even if she was still cheating on Jim. She hadn’t really thought much about bisexual fantasies, save here and there to have a nice long look at a pretty woman or flash upon a sexy celebrity when she needed some fuel for an orgasm. This might have been too much if she’d been shoved towards it the same way Milo and Jaxton had done with her. But this quiet exploration of a new side of her sexual nature was exactly what Emilia needed to feel like she was becoming something new.
Why Emilia found the taste and feel of Rosie’s pussy so intoxicating she was never quite sure. Maybe it was the thrill of trying something so new and wild, but she was surprised to find she loved going down on the other woman. Aside from the taste of her coconut soap, her pussy tasted fresher than any cock Emilia had ever sucked. Less sweaty, more feminine. There was a musk there, yes, but it was so faint it was almost unnoticeable. And the feel of her delicate pink flesh responding so immediately to her every touch fascinated Emilia. She knew she shouldn’t treat this like a science experiment but she couldn’t really help herself. It was no exaggeration to say every inch of Rosie had her captivated.