My First Relationship

By Maria Jaime

If  you're looking for something really exciting to spark your imagination, then read on!

During the day many people relax with a good read, but of course there are also those who prefer to warm up with something warmer to spend their free time in an alternative and provocative way.

Author Maria Jaime, time and time again, she manages to inspire the fantasies of her readers. Thanks to her direct and creative writing style, you will probably discover new preferences for yourself.
 
 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Maria Jaime
• Release date: Mar 20, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215684733

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Table of Contents

THE TWO FRIENDS

THE COTTAGE

GIRLFRIEND

YOU DON'T EXPECT

CHRISTMAS GIFT

A DIFFERENT EVENING

THE LAST TRAIN OF THE NIGHT

Sara and her boyfriend

THE ACCIDENT

A special couple

The delivery man

FREE DAY

THE EXCHANGE

MARY VS ALL

A few weeks ago

HARD GAME

MY FIRST RELATIONSHIP

My friend

TWO STUDENTS

LUXURY

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My First Relationship

Author: Maria Jaime

THE TWO FRIENDS

Hands up, who among the guys (and even some girls) hasn't at least once in their life dreamed of seeing their boyfriend, partner, girlfriend, wife in tender outpourings with another woman... Here's how Lisa managed to surprise me even in this verse.

Two large sky blue eyes surrounded by an angelic face, full lips revealing a tender smile, and thick, curly, brown hair supported by a long, kissable neck - that was Lisa. But that's not all: she was 1.70 m tall and had a physique that today one would call a curvy model, a pair of slender legs, a nice, round and firm ass, an elegant, soft stomach and two great tits.

Lisa was very proud of her breasts but also embarrassed because until a few years ago it was a real challenge for any woman with ample breasts to find a bra that was comfortable but also pretty and sexy.

One day I received a message from her on my mobile phone: Hello, my car is in the mechanic's shop, tomorrow I have an appointment at a grocery store, could you come with me? I don't know who else to ask. Thank you!

Sure, for you that and more, when do I pick you up?

At 3:00 p.m., thank you, see you tomorrow, I owe you a favor:

The next day I was at her house punctually at the agreed time, Lisa, always accompanied by her wonderful smile, was already waiting for me in front of the house.

Hello, you have no idea what a great pleasure you are giving me today, she said, getting in the car and kissing my cheek. I finally found a lingerie shop that specializes in plus sizes, but they are by appointment only, she added, blushing.

I was a little surprised but also proud that Lisa had asked me to accompany her on this kind of errand, because normally a girl would approach her closest friend, but instead she had chosen me, her special bedfellow. .

After half an hour's drive we had reached our destination. Above the front door of the store was an elegant sign with a glossy black background that read Above the front door of the store was an elegant sign with a glossy black background that read Secret Rose, Intimo Donna and Lingierie followed by a drawing of a rose . On the side of the door, just below the intercom, was another sign with the store's name but an extra line: Please note that store access is by appointment only. Thank you.

Lisa enthusiastically rang the doorbell and a sweet female voice came out of the loudspeaker:

Good morning, do you have an appointment?

"Hi, yes my name is Lisa, I made an appointment for this afternoon a few days ago.

Ah yes, please come in.

A buzz followed by a click indicated that the door had been opened.

We entered the store, soothing saxophone music playing in the background and a delicate scent in the air, emanating from the diffusers on the counter by the front door.

A young woman walked briskly out of the back of the store.

Good morning and welcome, I'm Sara, if I'm not mistaken you're Serena's girlfriend, right? Nice to meet you, she said, holding out her hand in greeting.

Yes, yes, that's me. Serena complimented me a lot on your shop and told me to finally find something I like here," Lisa replied, gently shaking her hand.

Serena was a close friend of Lisa's who also had large boobs and apparently had a problem in common and had recommended her the shop where she was apparently a regular.

My partner and I are acquainted with specific needs, and we started this business with the intention of specializing in lingerie for women with generous sizes, Sara reassured with a wink and a look at her own breasts.

Sara, the owner of the shop, was actually a woman in her thirties with a rather petite and slender build, but with very large breasts. She was about 1.70 m tall and reminded me a bit of Valentina from the comics by Guido Crepax. She had the same raven hairdo, but her eyes were emerald green and shone in an oval face with a very fair complexion.

She wore a black leather jacket, underneath a white t-shirt that showed a lot of cleavage, leather pants that snaked around her tapered legs, and a pair of ankle boots that matched the rest of her outfit.

So Lisa, at the end of the room is the dressing room, if you want to sit down and go shirtless I'll get my tape measure and come right over to you so I can take some measurements Sara said and walked away.

Lisa slowly walked to the dressing room, I paused at the counter, mesmerized as ever by her denim clad butt, which shook as she walked. As she entered the dressing room, she began to unbutton her blouse, took it off, lowered the straps of her bra, and finally unhooked it. Her big tits jerked forward, finally free of their restraints. She watched me out of the corner of her eye and knew I was aroused by the sight of her. Her nipples were swollen, partly from the cold and partly from the joy of being watched.

Sara had come back with the dressmaker's tape measure, went into the dressing room, glanced at me briefly, then said a few words to Lisa that I didn't understand, and she slowly shook her head, smiling, with a soft no, she has to asked her if she wanted to close the curtain.

She liked it and enjoyed creating situations where I could look at her wonderful figure but not take advantage of it, where she could fuel the arousal and then indulge in passionate sex at the right time. I wondered if it would be like that that day.

Lisa was talking to Sara like they were old friends while Sara looked at her, but because of the distance I couldn't make out what they were saying.

I watched as Sara gently placed her hands on Lisa's breasts, gently touching and lifting her, mimicking how the ideal bra should behave on her.

I looked at these gestures and found them very arousing, I think you both noticed because every now and then they looked at me and giggled.

Sara came out of the fitting room, gave me a winking smile and walked to the back of the store. Meanwhile, Lisa, still showing her tits, turned to me and gave me a quick kiss while pinching her perky nipples with her fingers.

I was embarrassed and aroused at the same time, and my member pressed against the crack in my pants. At that moment I wanted to approach her, nibble on her nipples and then turn her over, lowering her pants and panties just enough so that I could take her from behind....

My sinful thought was interrupted by Sara's footsteps as she came back with some bras in hand. She handed her one by one and helped her dress them, repeatedly touching her breasts with her hands to adjust the different models and help her choose.... Lisa tried several and ended up getting three: one in black lace with purple embroidery, another in blue, and a third, more sober and chaste, in white.

While Sara went behind the counter with a mischievous smile to sort the packages and prepare the receipt, Lisa got dressed and then went to the checkout.

There you have it! I'm sure you'll be happy with your purchases, she made a great selection, Sara said, handing the bag to Lisa. I also put a business card inside with my phone number, feel free to call or text me if you have any questions or need anything else, she added with a wink.

Thank you very much, you were very kind, I think I'll be back soon to do more shopping with you, have a nice day, Lisa left the store and I followed her, she was beaming and clearly happy with her purchases. We got back in the car, started the engine and drove home.

While I was driving, Lisa rummaged in her bag and got the bras out of the box. These are really pretty and super comfy, can't wait to wear them don't you think? she said, proudly showing them to me.

Yes, they are very pretty... but you know I prefer to take them off, I replied, giggling.

She was so nice, she even left me her number, Lisa added, twirling the business card with her cell phone number between her fingers.

I think she's a lesbian, I said.

What makes you think of that? Lisa replied, amazed at my statement.

From the way he was touching your boobs and looking at you, I think he likes you, I replied.

Come on, that was just a professional touch, he must have known which models looked good on me, Lisa replied, blushing.

Maybe, but he seemed to like it and you seemed to like being touched by another woman too, I added....

Lisa blushed even more at that sentence and then hesitantly said, Well, I've never really thought about it... and let the sentence stand.

She looked back into her bag. How about this? Lisa said, pulling a pair of panties out of her pocket.

It was a beautiful black lace thong with the same purple embroidery that matched one of the bras Lisa had bought. Tied to a red ribbon was a note that read, A nice gift for your first purchase. Kind regards, Sara.

That's nice, I didn't expect that, Lisa said in surprise.

I told you I thought she was gay and that she likes you. She gave you her number, she gave you a pair of panties, that's obvious, I said, smiling at her.

Lisa blushed more and more at my words, then I added, Who knows what would have happened if you'd been alone... maybe you would have looked into each other's eyes and kissed... and maybe one of you would have put his hand in the other's panties... Lisa blushed more and more

Come on dumbass, what are you talking about...? Does it look like one of them is going to kiss you and put their hand in your panties without knowing you? she replied, stuttering.

But the thought is exciting. After all, she's very pretty and has a pair of nice tits, I continued to tease.

Lisa started panting and gulping, moving her pelvis slightly on the seat as if she needed to pee... Since I've known Lisa, she's never had to.

She had no lesbian experience and had never thought about it, but she still admired a beautiful female body.

Imagine if she suggested you try on matching panties in addition to the bras... you could have stood in front of her completely naked, I added.

The imagination was running wild now, maybe she would kneel down in front of you and lick your pussy... I continued.

Lisa kept her eyes closed and was visibly aroused, I saw her put her hand in her jeans.

You wet my panties, she said sheepishly.

See I'm right? Even if you don't admit it, the idea of doing it with another woman turns you on too, and as I said those words, Lisa unbuttoned her jeans, slid her hand in her panties and started masturbating. Shortly thereafter I heard her gasp and moan louder and louder until she climaxed.

We both remained silent for the rest of the trip.

When we got to her house and Lisa had calmed down, she greeted me with a tender kiss on the mouth.

Thanks for everything, she said, see you again soon, she added, her sky-blue eyes still sparkling. Then she got out of the car and I watched her walk to the front door. She turned around briefly, smiled, waved at me and drove on. Once again I was stunned and watched her beautiful ass shake as she drove away.

Lisa and I didn't see each other for a few days, but we would talk on the phone or exchange messages, and every once in a while she would send me sexy pictures of herself to tease me, most notably in the black and purple dress she bought me /had given.

It really suited her and showed off her soft shape. She also let me know that she had contacted Sara to thank her for the gift and to let her know that she was very happy with her purchases and would definitely be back.

In the weeks that followed, the subject of a possible Sapphic experience in intimate moments with Lisa kept coming up, and it seemed to excite her greatly, to the point of revealing on a few occasions that she had seen Sara again, either for shopping or for a friendly coffee .

A few months after these events, Lisa invited me to her home one Saturday afternoon to talk. As so often, after a while we