Isabelle had a vivid imagination when it came to sex, but she found that she had a hard time sharing some of her fantasies with her husband for fear of being judged. Isabelle most often fantasized about being with another woman or even sharing her husband with another woman.

Isabelle could not wait until tomorrow, her one day off for the month; free from the kids and her husband. Isabelle had already booked a suite at the Plaza for some much needed rest and relaxation. As Isabelle contemplated what fun things she was going to do, she realized this was her one opportunity to explore the lesbian world without her husband finding out.

Isabelle, getting excited just by the thought of getting up close and personal with another woman, ran to her closet to find the perfect dress. Isabelle slid each dress down the clothes rack, frustrated by her boring wardrobe, when she saw it sticking out of the corner. Her little black dress from college, just enough slutty to say ‘I am looking for a good time’. Hoping it would still fit, she slipped it on.

Wow, she still had the curves to pull it off. Her cleavage peaked out through the deep v-neck as the bottom of the dress barely grazed her thighs. Next, Isabelle needed the perfect underwear, regardless of whether or not she got close to a woman, she wanted to feel like the sexiest woman in the room. Isabelle finally settled on a black and silver shimmery thong and decided to be brazen and go braless. As Isabelle quickly packed her overnight bag and waited impatiently for her husband to get home so she could leave; she began to plan the evening out in her head. She had remembered to pack all of her fun new sex toys, the blindfold and some rope just in case things got a little kinky.

After spending a few minutes with her husband and her kids she kissed them all goodbye and walked out to her car, trying desperately to contain her excitement at what the night would hopefully hold in store for her. She had told her husband she would probably go to dinner and a movie and then crash in the hotel; something about keeping this secret from him made it all the more exciting.

When Isabelle checked in, she realized it would be nice to have a room to take someone back to, but she didn’t want to worry about getting robbed or having her identity found out, so she asked for a 2nd room on the same floor.

With keys in hand Isabelle found both of her rooms, one right next door to the other. “Perfect.” She thought to herself. She unloaded her bag into the suite and then walked next door. She removed the towels, glasses and any other items that could be stolen and took them back to her room. The rooms were set, now it was time to get ready.

Isabelle decided to take her time and enjoy the relaxing whirlpool spa in the room. As she soaked in the warm bubbles with the jets blowing on her back and legs, Isabelle closed her eyes and began to fantasize about how it might feel to tongue fuck a beautiful woman.

She moved her fingers slowly over her breasts, pinching and twisting them as she imagined wrapping her lips around the woman’s breasts and flicking her tongue back and forth over the nipple, using her lips to lightly bite around the areolas. Isabelle moved her hands down over her stomach and then coarsely over her thighs, gently brushing her trimmed pussy. Isabelle imagined running her hands up and down over the woman’s body, feeling her curves and kissing every inch of her skin. She imagined the woman perched there on the edge of the tub with her feet dangling in the water. She imagined sliding her head between the woman’s legs and gently kissing her inner thighs as she slowly progressed up the legs to the beautiful cunt that lay before her.

Isabelle’s hands moved, one to her breast and the other rested lightly on top of her pussy. Using her index and forefinger she began to rub her clit in a circular motion very gently as she imagined her head now buried in this woman’s warm pussy, smelling the cum on the woman as she got wetter, her tongue gently probing the clit out of hiding as it made its way up and down the outside of her trimmed pussy. The more Isabelle imagined the faster and harder she moved her fingers. Isabelle then reached her arm out of the water and picked up one of the toys she had left sitting by the tub for such an occasion. She slid the teal dildo to her pussy and quickly pushed it all the way in. Isabelle then returned her fingers to her clit and began to ferociously massage it again.

Isabelle continued her fantasy with her tongue and fingers probing the clit and the woman’s opening to her pussy. Isabelle, now moaning, close to orgasm herself could feel her tongue now sliding into the woman’s soft folds and she could taste the salty sweet cum of a woman, quite different from the taste of a man. Isabelle could smell the essence of the woman as she began to thrash about on Isabelle’s tongue and fingers. Isabelle, also thrusting her hips violently as she came, imagined the woman cumming on her face and as she felt the hot liquid dripping out of the woman’s pussy she began to lick it up as if she would be scolded for not licking the woman clean.

Check back tomorrow for part 2 of this 4 part series.

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