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As she walked, Rachel felt more of her arousal dripping out of her, sticking to her legs. It was really unprecedented for her! Of course she’d been turned on before but this was beyond turned on and she needed to get Ainsley inside. Now!

Once the front door was closed behind them, Rachel eyeballed Ainsley. She could recognize the feeling within herself which told her that she was in full-on predator mode. And this was after having already had three orgasms!

Why wasn’t she sleepy? Why wasn’t she feeling like she just wanted to veg out on the sofa watching trashy TV? That’s how she usually felt after getting herself off, whether it was once or twice. But now…

Ainsley cocked an eyebrow at her.

“Are you going to give me a tour of your house?” she asked with a smirk.

Taking Ainsley’s hand, Rachel said, “Fuck that!” and led her guest to the only room worth seeing on the tour.

Rachel, feeling ultra-aggressive, did not fuck around with getting Ainsley’s clothes off and fortunately, Ainsley didn’t protest.

“God, I can’t believe how fucking unbelievably gorgeous you are!” Rachel couldn’t help exclaiming. The tall and nude Ainsley was a vision and Rachel, almost as if bidden by an unseen force, fell to her knees before her. It didn’t seem odd to her to do so. It seemed instead as if it was the only proper thing to do.

Her hands went straight to Ainsley’s ass and cupped the round cheeks while her mouth went straight to placing gentle kisses on Ainsley’s abs, her tongue occasionally poking into the surgeon’s navel, her nostrils flaring because she was so close to Ainsley’s aroused sex that its wonderfully musky and feminine aroma was making itself known.

She decided that now was the time.

She had tasted Ainsley’s nectar on her fingers and now she wanted it from the source. Nonetheless, she was worried. In her mind, this one last act—going down on a woman—was the ultimate test. It was the most intimate act she could imagine doing to someone of her own sex, but it was an act she had never conceived of doing before. For all she knew, this could be her stopping point, the one thing she’d be unable to do, the Waterloo of this new relationship with Ainsley.

And how would Ainsley react if that was the case?

She knew from discussions with Amy that there were actually lesbians who did not like eating out other women. Amy had apparently dated one and judging by Amy’s telling of the tale, had not been at all happy about it at the time! Even Rachel had been confused when Amy told her of such women. After all, she had always thought that going down on each other was just something lesbians did! Like, there couldn’t be lesbian sex without it!

Is that what Ainsley would think if she was unable to do this one final act? This one final test of her capability to have a sex life with a woman? Would Ainsley think that there could be no future with her without the possibility of anything oral happening?

Well…she was about to find out…

Looking up at Ainsley who was staring down at her from between those perfect breasts, she said, “Bed.”

Again, Ainsley offered no protest. She just stepped away from Rachel and got up on the mattress.

Rachel stood and hurriedly removed her dress, loving how Ainsley’s eyes widened to take in the sight of her nudity. And then, without saying a word, she took hold of Ainsley’s left leg and pushed it up until the knee was raised and Ainsley’s foot was flat on the mattress.

She then repeated the act with Ainsley’s right leg and made sure it was spread away from the left leg. And now Ainsley was exposed.

Rachel didn’t know what a so-called beautiful pussy looked like. She supposed the definition changed depending on who was doing the looking. But because it was her doing the looking in this case, Ainsley’s pussy was beautiful.

Pink, with folds that were glistening, shining, really, with her liquid excitement. And a clit that was so obviously swollen it was like a beacon, demanding attention!

Honestly, how do guys not know where that is?

And that neatly trimmed landing strip of soft creamed-coffee curls on Ainsley’s mound! It was the only bit of hair visible between Ainsley’s legs! Why was it so sexy?

Rachel didn’t care why. Right now, all she cared about was that for the first time ever, another woman’s pussy was in her bed, displayed for her to see, and she was salivating at the sight.

She lowered herself to the mattress, putting her head between Ainsley’s legs. And now her mouth was kissing Ainsley’s mound along the edge of that strip of curls and with each kiss, Ainsley whimpered.

So far, so good, Rachel considered. She wasn’t stopping nor was she forcing herself to continue. She wanted to be down here! The full force of Ainsley’s aroma, this close to Ainsley’s core, was actually turning her on more, making her clit pulse, making even more of her juices flow from within.

And now she wanted Ainsley in her mouth!

When her lips and tongue made contact with Ainsley’s most intimate flesh, Rachel hummed in delight as the tastes she had orgasmed to when they were on her fingers during the limo ride were now coming into her mouth directly from where Ainsley’s body was producing them!

“Rachel!” Ainsley called out. “Oh god…”

Rachel knew she was woefully inexperienced at what she was about to try but she just went on instinct. Her tongue slid inside Ainsley’s opening and the tastes exploded in her mouth! Tangy, salty, creamy, sweet and…sex! That was the only word to describe that taste! It was the taste of sex! And it was coating her tongue and she wasn’t repulsed and she wasn’t turned off. She was loving it.