It’s been one hell of a year for Rachel and she can’t wait to take her new sexual mastery with her to her home, the island of Jersey. Meeting up with an old friend, Laura introduces her to her naughty ways and even provides her friend with an example of just how sexually liberated she is when they meet a group of hot men at a local pub...

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It was the 22nd of December and it was Rachel's last day before her law practice shut down for Christmas. It had been a long winter so far, cases were flooding in and she had been particularly busy, finding little to no time to enjoy the social side of London during the Christmas period. 

She had ventured out for the odd drink and meal but since she had a ski trip booked in the new year she needed to make sure all her work was wrapped up before she ventured on her holiday. As the clock finally made its way to 18:30, the partners began to leave one by one, signalling that it was okay for everyone to think about doing the same. 

Rachel and some colleagues were relieved and strolled to their local bar around the corner where they ordered a few large drinks and started their decompression. The usual work chat flowed but they were all glad for it and ready to leave their work woes in London before they all headed back home. 

Rachel awoke the next morning after a few more glasses of wine than she planned and began packing for her flight back to Jersey. Suitcase packed, she walked to Clapham Junction station from her flat in St John’s Hill and hopped onto the train to London Gatwick.

It wasn’t longer before she was boarding the flight and getting ready to take off. The small propeller plane was just as she remembered it, one aisle down the middle with two seats either side. The aircraft made its way to the runway and with what seemed like a lot of effort, took off into the air. 

An hour later, the plane landed and Rachel disembarked to the fresh air she always enjoyed. Jersey was closer to France than the UK and each time she returned it felt like she had gone back in time. The roads were smaller, the faces similar, and the pace of life slower; this was far removed from London. 

Greeted by her mother at the airport, they embraced each other before driving to the family house on the other side of the island. Pulling up to the house, the old memories of the house started to flood back. With the warmth as she opened the door to the kitchen and her father pouring a fresh cup of tea, Rachel felt at home. 

It seemed like a lifetime since she had lived under the roof of her parents house. There was a natural constriction to her personality, she had outgrown this house and island, but lockdown had taught her to find joy in the simple things. Yet, this didn’t stop her yearning for something a bit more exciting. 

That night, Rachel had arranged to see some old friends, a lot of whom had never left the island after school or who had returned after university. Catching up with people was always fun, reminiscing about old times over drinks had become a tradition around Christmas.  She headed into the capital, St Helier, where she would meet her friends at one of their flats. Rachels closest school friend Naomi was, in many ways, similar to Rachel. They had grown up very close, had both studied law at university, and now each worked for a law firm.

As much as they were similar, they were also very much different. Naomi had always wanted to return to Jersey, get married, and settle down with children. This was what Rachel had also been brought up to want, however, things had changed in the past year. She had been awoken to a different way of seeing the world. With this new confidence in herself she was nervous to let her old friends in on her escapades but excited that her stories might spark an interest in them. 

Rachel buzzed the building door and headed upto Naomi’s flat. The mood was very civilised, music playing in the background and all Rachel’s friends sat around drinking wine whilst they picked at the charcuterie board on the table. The conversation was very much focused on the wedding plans of a few women and the life of others with young children. These were two topics that Rachel was nowhere near in her life and found herself out of the conversational loop. It wasn’t that she did feel excitement for them, it was just that she found the discussion around settling down right now rather mundane and boring, she had a new appetite for life and this wasn’t to her liking anymore. 

As the night drew on, those with children made their excuses and shortly after those saving for weddings followed and headed home. This left Rachel, Naomi and a few other singletons to see the rest of the night. Upon everyone finishing their wine, Rachel was ready to kick on into town. Proposing the idea to what was left of the group, much to Rachels disappointment, nobody was keen and one by one the remaining women left, leaving Rachel and Naomi alone. 

Looking at Naomi, Rachel said nothing at first but then went into full FOMO mode, telling her she wasn’t ready to go home yet and they needed to at least have one drink in town. Just short of dragging Naomi out of her flat, Rachel convinced her with the promise of a glass of red at the Royal Yacht club. 

They sat at a table outside, under the heaters, and ordered their wine. The atmosphere was vibrant and familiar faces littered the place. They cheersed their glasses and took their first sip, enjoying the warmth from the heater and the vibrancy in the air. 

Then, for the first time, Naomi asked Rachel how she was getting on in London and if she had found anyone special yet. Rachel laughed and told her she hadn’t met anyone over lockdown, but that she had found herself pushing her boundaries over the last year. Naomi looked at Rachel in confusion and asked her to elaborate. Rachel laughed again and told Naomi that she had met a few people, with more people in tow, which had opened her mind to all sorts of things. 

Naomi was still confused and stared at Rachel asking her what she was going on about. Rachel didn’t quite know how to say it so she asked Naomi to remember when they were at school and she had a crush on both her brother's friends. Pausing for a moment Rachel took a sip of wine again and proposed a question to Naomi, what if one didn’t have to decide which person you wanted to kiss and just had both of them at the same time?

Naomi was shocked and she sat there and said nothing for a few seconds. Her reply was jumbled and muffled making little sense but Rachel could tell she wanted to know more. Rachel was more than willing to tell her every detail, but not here, somewhere down the road. Rachel now had Naomi’s interest and knew she could keep her out for a few more drinks and make a night this evening if she kept the stories flowing. 

Moving down the street to another bar, they grabbed more drinks and Naomi insisted Rachel tell her another tale. Rachel explained how she’d being wanting to tick a few things off her sexual bucket list so had been exploring her bi-curious side, attended a sex party, and setup a mange a trois for herself. 

Rachel was radiating with confidence whilst divulging all the details to Naomi and for the first time since she had been home she felt herself. Intrigued, Naomi told Rachel she couldn’t see herself doing that, as she didn’t have the self confidence and wouldn’t know where to start even if she did. Rachel dug a bit deeper with her, asking if she had ever thought about playing with a few people at once or even another woman. Naomi didn’t want to admit to it at first, but she had. However, this stood in stark contrast to her wanting to get married and settle down.

Rachel told her she could have both, she doesn’t need to sacrifice one for the other, she could have whatever she wants whenever she wants. Rachel could see she was interested but didn’t want to press her, so she told Naomi that if she ever needed to talk to someone about exploring her kinkier side she was all ears.  

All this chat had made Rachel a bit hot under the collar and she caught the odd eye from a couple of men at the bar on a few occasions and decided to do something about it. With her new-found confidence she decided to show Naomi what being empowered looked like. She got up, walked over to the bar, noticing the men she saw earlier were drinking Guinness. Ordering four pints, she signaled them both over to her and told them that the drinks weren’t going to finish themselves, so they better help her and Naomi out. 

The men, like puppy dogs, grabbed the drinks and carried them over to the table for her and sat down. Naomi looked at Rachel in shock as to what was going on. Rachel introduced herself and Naomi as the men said their names were Jamie and John. Rachel promptly took charge and instructed them to tell her something interesting about themselves . Rachel was fully in control of the situation, she gave the men’s egos a little stroke here and there when needed and pushed their buttons at other times just to keep them in check.Naomi was impressed, but she was also a little jealous of Rachel's confidence. 

As the evening drew on Rachel found herself walking to fuck one of the two me. She didn’t mind which one but also wanted to open Naomi’s eyes a little. John stood up and excused himself to head to the toilet, Rachael saw an opportunity to make a move and stood up and headed in the same direction. As they walked across the bar and around the corner to the washroom, Rachel reached out for his hand and pulled him towards her. 

Shocked, John didn’t quite know what was happening and before he knew it Rachel’s lips were on his and they were fully making out. As their lips embraced Rachel tongue moved in his mouth, over his tongue and back out before pushing him away.They separated for a moment and John, not ready to stop kissing her, kissed Rachel again before pulling back. 

John, although enjoying this, wasn't sure what or why this was happening. Rachel on the other hand, knew exactly what she was doing and reached around and grabbed his ass. Feeling his hard glutes in her hands only made her want a bit more than a kiss. Rachel pushed John away and led him down the end of the corridor towards the disabled toilets. Apprehensively John followed, he hadn’t done anything like before and quickly closed the door behind himself. 

Rachel pulled John towards her by his belt and forced him to push her up against the wall. As they kissed Rachel unbuckled his belt and reached her hand down to feel his growing cock in her hand. It was hard not to find the situation hot and Rachel was very horny. She unclasped her hand from his piece and unbuckled her own jeans and pulled them down over her bum. She reached down to feel her moist pussy waiting for her and pulled John's hand towards it.

He fumbled with his fingers for a second and she moved his hand over the thong to feel the wetness seeping through before moving it to one side and revealing her pussy. He stroked it and began to play with just her clit. Rachel could feel as he touched her lips and now focused more on her clit as it began to grow in size with all the blood rushing to her nether-regions.  

He moved the tip of his finger over the hood, applying a light bit of pressure as they continued to kiss. Rachel moved her lips from John's mouth and put her arms around his back and held his shirt. She was sensitive and could feel John's every movement building on the last as the feeling of pleasure ran through her body. 

He touched down towards her lips once more, making his fingers even wetter  in the process and then brought his touch back to her clit. He added more pressure and focused directly on her clit, and as he pressed down and pushed it side to side Rachel felt what was about to happen. She was getting close to orgasm and pulled her face into John’s chest to stifle her moans before pushing back. 

The waves were starting to rise from her hips and she let out a deep ahhhh before involuntarily crunching her waist forward then back to standing she told John not to stop. With his finger on the pulse he could feel her body shaking and she let out a groan and grabbed him once more biting his arm as she came all over his fingers. Her hips were shaking as she tried to hold onto the sensation and enjoy every last touch before it became too much and she had to push John's hand away. 

John stood back, getting himself ready.  He was smiling with confidence as he moved towards Rachel as she pushed her thong back over her pussy and pulled up her jeans over hips. She kissed John, reached for his cock, which was still hard and throbbing, and told him she would get to him later...