Sharing with Onyiye........... Beginning

Onyiye and I had been shopping and indulged in a fairly liquid lunch. A bottle and a half of wine later, I decided I wanted to buy something sexy..something that would really knock your socks off.

“You two have a good sex life, huh?” Onyiye asked it casually, but I could see in her eyes that she was more than a bit curious.

“It’s incredible, Onyi. He’s the most exciting man I’ve ever been with. Just the thought of his mouth on me can get me all hot and bothered.”

“So he’s good?” Onyiye smiled and leaned forward, whispering in a conspiratory tone, “He’s not afraid to go down on a woman?”

“Oh GOD, no!” I sighed dramatically. I knew you wouldn’t mind if I bragged about you. In fact, I could just about picture your smile. “He’s simply incredible. The man has a gift, I tell you.”

We laughed and Onyiye grinned again, “Well, hon, he loves you and he loves oral sex. What more could a woman ask?? She sighed, stretched in her seat and ran her fingers through her long straight hair, “I hate being single. I get so damn tired of the ‘battery operated boyfriends’”.


“You’re turn will come, hon.” I said and laughed, “Um, no pun intended.”

We had a good giggle and she suggested that we head to the lingerie store and find a little something to make you smile. I suggested we find something to make you groan instead.

You know that Onyiye and I have a knack for getting devilish. It was usually one of us getting downright bad and the other one reining us in. But today, we were both full of trouble and the wine was not helping matters . We were feeling rather brazen, so we agreed to pick out lingerie for each other. I picked up an aquamarine satin bra and matching high-cut panties for Onyiye to try on. I thought the colour would set off her brown eyes and olive skin. I caught her eye across the store and waggled the hangers to show her I was ready. She did the same with hangers holding some dark purple material.

Onyiye and I had shared a changeroom before, but never in a lingerie store and we had never actually been naked in front of each other. The saleslady gave us a sideways glance as we slid into the small changeroom and giggled.

“You first,” I told Onyiye. “There’s no way we can both change in here at the same time.”

Onyiye pulled her sweater over her head then released her front-clasp bra. Her little breasts slid out. They were so perfect - sweet little pink nipples hard from the cold air-conditioning. I thought she’d put on the bra first and then try the panties, but instead she stripped out of her pants and underwear. Onyiye’s so petite - 5'5" and naturally thin - not in a supermodel/waif kind of way. But, as I’ve said to you before, I always feel like an amazon when I stand next to her. She slipped into the bra and panties and I had to admire her body. She looked gorgeous as she pivoted around, looking at herself in the mirror. She has such a lovely, round ass and the crotch of the panties hugged her pussy like a caress, showing off its shape but hiding her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Really, she looked perfect.

“What do you think, Ndidi?” She asked.

“Honestly, Onyi, it looks fabulous. God, I pick out great underwear.” I couldn’t help but wonder what you would think of Onyiye at that moment. How many nights had you led us to a frenzied pitch while whispering how much you’d love to see Onyiye and I together? How many times had I cum while thinking of just that? Thinking about it was making my pussy tingle in the most delicious way.

Onyiye’s teeth were almost chattering as she changed back into her clothes. “What kind of sick fuck turns up the air conditioning in an underwear store?? Tell you what, Ndidi.” She said as she quickly pulled her sweater down over her slim body, “Let me buy the outfit I picked out for you and we’ll try it on at your place.”

I quickly agreed - I wasn’t sure I wanted my best friend to see the wet spot on my panties as I changed in here.

We grabbed a cab back to the house, giggling as the cabbie tried to keep his eyes on the road and steal glances at the two of us at the same time.

As I opened yet another bottle of wine, Onyiye searched through our CD collection, looking for “mood music”. Finding some sultry blues, she grabbed the store bag in one hand, the bottle of wine and two glasses in the other, and proceeded upstairs to our bedroom.

She arranged herself on our bed, propped up against the headboard as if she owned the place. With a wave of the little shopping bag, she smiled and said “Okay, woman, time to try on my present to you and Elonna.”

I smiled and unbuttoned my blouse - noticing how Onyiye’s eyes never left my chest as I did so. The blouse fell to the floor and I reached behind me to take off my bra. Onyiye was staring at my plump breasts, a strange look on her face. I shivered as I realized she was enjoying this as much as I had enjoyed watching her at the store. My nipples instantly stiffened and I could feel that prickly heat starting again. All of a sudden, I had to be naked in front of her..I wanted to be naked for her... the bra dropped and I quickly stepped out of my skirt. I hooked my thumbs over the waistband of my panties and slid them down my hips, bending over at the waist as I did so, letting my tits sway as I stepped out of the last of my clothes.

Onyiye moved to kneel at the edge of the bed, “Come here, Ndidi,” she almost whispered. I stood in front of her on weak knees and watched her pull the purple lace bra from the package. I put my arms through the holes and she slid it over my shoulders. She was so close to me I could barely breath. I reached back to hook it closed and my breasts strained against the lace. “It’s a push-up bra, hon,” Onyiye said quietly as she stood behind me and turned me towards the mirror.

You know I don’t wear push-up bras, simply because I think my tits draw enough attention without the extra effort of a bra. These bras almost require an engineering degree to get them on properly. “Here,” she said, “let me help you get into it.”

Before I knew what was happening, Onyiye’s hands slid into the right cup and held my breast - lifting it so it sat properly in the bra. I watched her reflection as she slid her hand to my other breast and did the same thing. Wow! My tits looked as if they were being served up on a platter...begging to be touched and tasted. I knew instantly that you’d love me in this.

“See?” Onyiye said against my ear, “You want your nipples right along the edge like this. You can just see them through the top of the lace.” She grazed her nails across my lace covered nipples and I nearly fainted with pleasure.

Onyiye studied at me in the mirror for a moment and sighed, “Wish I had tits like yours, Ndidi. They’re so full and round. Makes you just want to suck them.” Her hands rubbed across the top of my breasts and I couldn’t help but moan softly.

Onyiye stepped back, turned me around and led me by the hand to the edge of the bed. She sat there and studied my pussy for a moment. I felt extremely vulnerable and extremely excited as she cocked her head to one side and looked at my naked crotch. “I love that Brazilian bikini wax, love,” she said, “It looks so pretty to see you naked like that. I bet Elonna loves the fact that there’s no hair to get in the way when he’s got his face buried in your pussy. ”

I nodded..speechless... the way she was talking about you, the images she was calling up of your tongue on my pussy, and having her so close to my naked body was driving me crazy. Onyiye took the matching panties from the bag and held them out for me. I lifted my leg to step into them and stopped dead. Oh my God. Onyiye had bought me crotchless panties. I could feel my wetness seeping from me as I stepped into them. Onyiye’s fingers left a trail of fire as she slowly pulled the delicate purple lace up my legs and onto my hips. She slipped her index finger inside the band and tickled my skin from hip to hip.

“Let’s make sure they’re on properly.” She put her hands on the insides of my thighs and pressed against them. “Open your legs, Ndidi, let’s see if Elonna’ll like these.”

I could smell my need as I opened my legs and knew that Onyiye, with her face not 6 inches from my pussy, would have to notice it too.

I knew what was going to happen, but was afraid to believe it was true. My legs nearly buckled as I felt Onyiye’s fingers lightly brushing my lips. She kept running her fingertips back and forth over my pussy and I knew that they were wet with my juices. Slowly my pussy opened to her, the outer lips spreading. I held my breath as I waited for her to explore me, but she didn’t stop her light movements..back and forth, back and forth. I looked down and watched her stare at my pussy. She looked hypnotized.

I needed more and my hips pushed forward of their own volition, “Onyiye, please....”

Onyiye looked up at me and stood up. “Lay down, hon,” she said. “Lay down and spread your legs so I can see your pussy peeking through your panties.”

I was shaking as I laid back on the bed. Onyiye’s eyes roamed over my body as I rested against the headboard. The cool air on my aching pussy while I still wearing underwear was incredibly erotic. I shivered and my pussy squeezed with need.

Onyiye slipped quickly out of her clothes and crawled between my legs. I jumped when her index finger ran up and down my lips. She would drag it right over my tight hole and each time I’d hold my breath, hoping she’d push it inside me. “Oooh, hon, I can see why Elonna likes to lick your pussy so much.” she whispered as her face moved closer and closer, “It’s so pretty, Ndidi, and almost... succulent.”

Onyiye’s tongue flicked over my lips and I moaned. She pushed her tongue inside me and waggled it about before taking it back out and lapping at my pussy with relish. My hands held her head close to me as I tried to her get to pay attention to my clit. All the anticipation had me so close to climaxing that I couldn’t stand it. Her soft hair tickled my thighs as she teased me with her tongue and lips. Her finger suddenly buried itself inside me and I raised my hips..trying to assuage my need. She pressed her finger against the upper wall of my pussy and rubbed that sensitive spot while flicking her tongue over my clit. God, it was too much! My orgasm hit me incredibly hard. My back arched and I stiffened... holding her finger tightly as I pulsed around it. She gently licked me as I rode the wave of my orgasm, finally slipping her finger from me and sucking my juices off of it.

I pulled her head up and kissed her, our tongues playing as she pressed her body against mine. In the back of my mind, I wondered what this must look like..how you would react if you saw us and I knew that I had to keep Onyiye here until you got home. My pussy tightened again at the prospect of you, Onyiye and I spending the night in a threesome and my kisses became hotter.

To be continued...........................................................