Sizzling lesbo lust with old school pal

Dear Ava,

I’M a 31-year-old mother of one and the other day I bumped into a girl I’d been at school with.

I hadn’t seen her for years, so I invited her back to my place for a coffee and a chat about old times.

The conversation soon turned to sex and she admitted she wasn’t getting much satisfaction from her husband. I had to admit I had the same problem.

She smiled and said there was another way. She said she got her kicks not from going with other men, which would mean being unfaithful, but with other women.

The thought had crossed my mind in the past, but I’d never done anything about it.

We undressed and lay on the bed, where we explored each other’s naked bodies with our hands and tongues.

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I just loved it when she crouched over my face and parted her pussy lips so I could see up her tight, pink love-tunnel.

I loved it even more when her love juices started to drip down over my face into my mouth.

She at last sat right down on my face, which allowed me to get my tongue deep inside her.

Then I lay back and she pushed three of her long fingers into my sopping pussy, bringing me to a series of mind-blowing orgasms.

After I’d done the same for her, we cuddled and kissed before dressing and going home. I thought I’d feel guilty, but I don’t. Is this normal?

NJ, east Midlands

Ava says…

YES. You have nothing to feel guilty about.

Dear Ava,

I AM a barmaid and I love sex. But now I’m feeling a bit apprehensive about going back to work after what happened a few months ago.

I’m 21 with long, dark hair and most blokes can’t take their eyes off my 34Ds.

I am used to being chatted up and had never taken it any further until one of the regulars offered me £20 to suck his cock.

I needed the money, so I gave him a blowjob on my way home.

I must have impressed him, as over the next few weeks several of his mates paid me to give them a gobble.

I was happy with the extra money and was even more delighted when the landlord offered me £600 to be shagged by him and six customers.

On the night of the gang-bang, soon after last orders, the landlord led me to the pool table.

He stripped me and soon I was being shagged by seven blokes in turn.

But they have obviously been bragging about it.

Now everyone knows about it and I can’t go anywhere without being called a slag.

What should I do? KB, Essex

Ava says…

TELL them to get lost – it’s your body and you can do what you want.