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“You and your man should meet Jason, one of my girlfriends Jill told me over coffee. He is an incredibly attractive man in his early twenties. Twenty-years younger than me and an absolute stud, a sex machine. I had only known him for a few weeks when I learnt he was bi.”

“How did you meet him?”

“I was scrolling a dating site. We met right here in this coffee shop the next day. Within ten-minutes as we looked each other over closely he asked me if I was looking for a boy toy to fuck. Of course I replied with a nervous smile, hoping I would call his bluff.

“He wasn’t bluffing Sarah, I took him home and he fucked me every which way all afternoon and into the night. Before you ask Sarah, yes he was hung and thick. So exciting being seduced by a much younger man with a muscly, six-pack body. He was very complimentary about my naked body. He licked and sucked my tits like teenage boys used to.

“The next night I invited him around again. While I was preparing for him I recalled some of your stories and how you like to greet your lovers. Heels, sexy black garter belt and stockings, and matching cup-less bra under a short diaphanous black negligee. You know I am a sexual exhibitionist, Jason was beside himself as I shrugged the negligee off.

“Oh fuck, a magnificent blond cougar with beautifully trimmed black pubes,” he told me in a frenzy as he gave me a tremendous tongue fuck with his hands on my ass. “Yes Sarah, I did give him a blow job. And we fucked past midnight.

“How did you find out he was bi Jill?,” I asked, fascinated at what she might tell me.

“He asked if he could bring one of male friends, Jeremy around. I assumed he wanted him to watch us fuck or perhaps participate. I was partly correct. “That is a huge buzz for me, Jeremy told me as he watched Jason and I enjoying some serious foreplay. I had long been envious of you Sarah, having a second man watching you having sex.

“I was totally naked, hands on hips, enjoying flaunting my body for Jeremy while Jason watched. When I looked closely at Jeremy I realised he was a few years younger than Jason, as he removed his shirt, his trousers and lastly his sexy black, male thong.

“Jason had his back to the wall as I watched Jeremy commence sucking his cock. My initial reaction was shock, my latest lover is bi! Then my libido kicked in, new levels of sexual pleasure for me watching another man, just a boy really giving my much younger lover a blow job.

“You could have at least asked me first,” I told Jason, feigning indignity, as I licked and sucked his nipples, before I chewed them, softly, then harder.

“Pleasure and pain, you know I love it, don’t stop Jill,” he whispered as I watched Jeremy sucking his balls. We were tongue kissing as Jeremy bought him to a huge orgasm. As you know Sarah, and you have told me many times, there is nothing quite like tongue kissing your partner while a third person is bringing them to orgasm.

“An hour later Jason asked me if Jeremy could watch him tongue fuck me.”

“Did you say yes?,” I asked my verbal sexual voyeur streak, hanging on to Jill’s every word.

“Of course. The first time in my life second man alternated his fingers, lips and tongue on my naked body while another man tongue fucked me.

My man Roger and I are both in our early forties. We have many things in common including a high sex drive and the pleasure of three-way sex with another man or woman. And we are both gender fluid.

I am Sarah, in my early forties, a still attractive business professional of French descent, sexually sophisticated, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting.

My body still attracts attention from both sexes, good legs and hips, flat stomach, modest tits with long hard nipples when aroused. My best feature to modestly paraphrase people of both sexes who have licked and kissed it is my, ‘glorious ass’.

I was in my early thirties before I gave my sex drive full expression. My body had matured by then and I had learnt my ass was my best feature. I loved the excitement of flaunting it for both sexes, the reaction and men licking and kissing it as foreplay. Even better if their lady was watching or tongue kissing me.

I am to please and be pleased sexually. A man’s size is important for me and I love being licked, teased and edged by both sexes, I lost all my inhibitions between my second and third husbands and I love having sex with an audience. And I really do enjoy some racy commentary during sex, an extra dimension.

Around once a month I love having a second man to pleasure me, before I pleasure him while my man watches, and often he will pleasure my man: oral sex only – no intercourse is the rule. To be fair to my man we sometimes share another female sometimes which we both enjoy.

I have a high sex drive and thrive on sexual excitement, be it dressing and undressing to please my man and our guests, flaunting my naked body to turn on people I have just met, the visual turn on of other naked bodies, the foreplay (or lack of it), to receiving and giving pleasure, not to mention verbal interaction.

I was barely nineteen when a slightly older man licked and sucked my nipples for the first time while I enjoyed flaunting my topless body. Ever since then having my nipples licked and sucked is a major turn on for me.

I was twenty years old when a man licked me to orgasm for the first time. And I was hooked. Since then I make a point of telling any potential lovers, “I love being licked and teased.” Though it was almost twenty years later before a female licked me to orgasm.

It was around the same time I gave a man a blow job for the first time. I soon realised the power I could have over a man while giving him oral sex. Since then I have developed my blow job technique to the point where some men tell me I am without peer.

Blowing a man with another woman watching to show my prowess, sometimes his partner, is something I very much enjoy. And blowing a man with another naked man watching and masturbating is really special.

“You and your man really should meet Jason, Jill told me over the phone less than a week later. Have a look at the pics I sent you Sarah. I told you he is an incredibly attractive man, early twenties, an absolute stud. I told you I had only known him for a few weeks when I learnt he was bi. Does he look bi?”

“We would love to meet Jason, next Friday at eight, our condo,” I told Jill. “Are you going to chaperone him,” I asked facetiously, hoping she would say yes.

“Of course I am going to chaperone him Sarah. I am offering him to you and your man for your sexual pleasure just as much as my sexual pleasure. You and I both like to please our men. Though remember no fucking. I want him to tongue fuck you, you can give him a head job, he can give your man head job, or your man can give him a head job. But no fucking, he is my fuck toy.”

Before Jason arrived the next Friday night I had filled my man Roger in with the details of my meeting with Jill. “No pressure Roger, but I would like you to be part of a hands on three-way with him and me while Jill watches. I want you to watch him tongue fuck me, before I give him a blow job. We have had a second man many times, though you have only ever watched and masturbated while I took my sexual pleasure.

“I want you to tease Jason with your fingers, and perhaps your lips and tongue while I am having my way with him. Can you handle that? I told you Jason is bi, then he can have his way with you while I tease both of you.”

“You know I love a challenge Sarah, a sexual challenge with you is always exciting. Is Jill going to act as chaperone for Jason?,” he asked.

“When Jill and Jason arrive I want us to impress them Roger, what shall we wear for them?,” I asked, standing naked sorting through some sexy lingerie.

“Does my ass look big in this g-string Roger?”

“You know it does, just magnificent,” he told me as he watched me slide a pair of low cut, skin tight jeans over my naked body. Your big ass will look even better with some oil,” he told me as he smeared oil over it, before I oiled his torso.

“I need one more item after my heels. Make a suggestion for me Roger?

“One of my black shirts, your thighs are magic with the slits at the side of it,” he told me as he helped me on with it and fastened just a single button, to highlight my cleavage.

“I promised Sarah and Roger for you Jason,” here they are for you to impress. And I promised Jason for you Sarah and Roger, here he is for your sexual pleasure,” Jill told us she she helped him shrug off his black cotton shirt while he stepped out of his loafers. He was holding my gaze as Jill slid his slacks to his ankles.

Just as Jill had told me and promised me, Jason is a much younger man with a muscly, six-pack body, and incredibly attractive, I mused as Roger and I both admired his body, naked apart from a sexy, high-waisted black thong, with a huge bulge.

“No pressure Roger,” I whispered as he looked at me, knowing I wanted him to remove Jason’s thong, just as Jill did.

“I am impressed Jill, we are both impressed Jason,” I told him as we admired his large, thick tumescence cock.

“Sarah and Roger both took great trouble to dress for you Jason, the less is more look, after you undress me I want to watch you undress them.

I had seen Jill naked in the past, though that day in that situation, with me and two men, she was thriving on showing us her wonderful naked body.

“I love your black shirt Sarah,” Jill told me as she watched her lover help me shrug it off. And your ass in that g-string is to die for, better than ever, she whispered as Jason ran his hands over it.

Before Jason could slide Roger’s jeans off, Roger took the initiative and opened the fly, before he slid out his erection and balls. I was pleased when I heard Jason and Jill mutter, ‘wow.’

Five minutes after Jill and Jason arrived I was laying back at forty-five degrees in our sex chair, legs spread, anticipating sexual pleasure from a new, much younger man, after Jill and Roger watched Jason undress me, looking at my naked body in the mirror opposite, watching my naked man smearing oil over Jason’s naked body, special attention to his torso, licking and teasing his nipples, before he pinched them, then oiling his ass cheeks, then finally his erection, as the two men, and me, made comparisons.

Both of the men had roaring erections as Jill stood behind me, teasing my erect, hard nipples. “Sarah loves being licked and teased, she thrives on sexual pleasure, I promised her you were a real stud. She wants to groan with sexual pleasure while her man and I watch you tongue fuck her,” Jill told Jason, her current lover, with a quaver in her voice.

Wonderful silent, sexual tension as Jason knelt between my thighs, licked and kissed my right side thigh, then put my thigh over his shoulder, licking my thigh some more, before the tip of his tongue found my clit.

“I told you he was good Sarah,” Jill told me as she leaned over me, my pleasure obvious, tongue kissing me as she ogled my man’s erection.

Jason’s tongue was magic on my cunt lips. Teasing. sliding, just the tip of it along my almost bald cunt lips, with his hands under my ass cheeks, lifting me.

“Watch me flatten my tongue and use wide slow strokes to explore your inner and outer lips, vagina, and clitoris. Imagine me licking an ice cream cone Sarah.

“Watch me try different kinds of strokes, circular, side-to-side, up-and-down. I am still discovering what pleases you Sarah. When Jill and I watch each other masturbate I learn how she likes her clitoris to be touched. Give Jill your hand, place her hand on top of yours and show her the kind of stroking your cunt prefers.

“Would you like me to penetrate you with a finger Sarah? May I? Yes? You are so wet, I am moving my finger in and out using short but firm strokes. I am going to put my mouth back on your clitoris and lick it. Jill loves the experience of clitoral stimulation and penetration.

“So do I, I love it, love it.”

“Look at Sarah, can you see the signs she is nearing orgasm Jill, she is moaning, her thighs pressing against my head, her body is arching, her hands tightening on my head. Do you want me to stop now Sarah? No?

“Put a pillow under her ass for me Jill, it will elevate her hips and vulva and her increase her pleasure.

“I am going to orgasm for you Jill, watch me and watch what Jason is doing, lifting my big ass with his hands while he is licking, kissing and sucking my cunt. So close, are you watching Jill and Roger? So good, so fucking good. Fuck yes, yes, yes, so good, watch me orgasm. Watch me, watch me. Don’t stop.”

After what must have been another ten-minutes, Jill told Jason to lay on his back on the day bed. “Keep on tongue fucking Sarah while she sits on your face, with you hands holding her ass cheeks, while you slide her cunt lips along your tongue.”

That was my man Roger’s cue to rub his oily hand over Jason’s torso, lick and kiss his nipples, then tease his erection with his fingers, while I watched, just as I had asked him to do for me.

“One more orgasm on your tongue Jason, then I will give you some fellatio, suck your cock,” I told him on the brink of a huge orgasm. And what an orgasm it was, so noisy, so good, as Jill and Roger both tongue kissed me.

“As you know Sarah, and you have told me many times, there is nothing quite like tongue kissing your partner while a third person is bringing them to orgasm,” Jill reminded me.

“You owe me Jason, you tongue fucked my lady, before she gave you a wonderful blow job, though I did give her permission. Has Jill given you permission to give me fellatio, a blow job?,” Roger asked.

“Yes, I have, I want to watch, make him work for your pleasure,” Jill told Jason as she held his head and guided his pursed lips over my man’s erection.

One of my kinky sexual pleasures is watching another man give my man a blow job, even better with that man’s partner watching as she was that day. Before Jason started on my man he made a point of rubbing his erection, along Roger’s, comparing, both of the men enjoying the contact and the moment, their male egos on fire, as Jill and I watched, also enjoying the sexual frisson.

“You told me your man Roger was nine-inches and thick, Sarah, you always were a good judge. Close to a dead heat with my man I think.”

Roger was standing with his back to a wall, admiring his erection in the mirror opposite, hands behind his head, before Jason licked and teased his erection.

“Jill told Sarah you were a sex machine Jason. You showed Sarah you were a sex machine. Now convince me. I am ripe for blow job, while our ladies watch,” Roger told him.

“Enjoy baby, your turn on is my turn on, and Jill’s, ” I smiled watching Jason expertly licking the sides of my man’s erection.

“Are you sure you want this?,” Jason teased with a hand wrapped around his shaft before he grasped his hips and slid his wet lips over the tip of my man’s erection. “Tell me what you want?”

“A sex machine, I am ripe for a blow job, Suck my balls first, while I put my cock ring on.”

“Like this? Or like this?”

I was fascinated watching my man soaking up sexual pleasure from another, much younger man, amazed how comfortable my man was with his cock at full mast, his cock ring accentuating the thick vein in his erection, with two women watching. Jill and I were holding hands, both of us enjoying our bi-sexual men in action, and the age gap, the men almost oblivious to us, as we sucked each other’s middle finger.

We watched Jason working on Roger’s rock hard erection, suck, lick, blow, one hand, two hands, then stop, lick and suck on his nipples.

Jill and me watched on in awe as Jason commenced teasing the tip of my man’s rock hard erection with his tongue, then ran his tongue along his shaft before taking it between his pursed lips, as Jill and I moaned ‘wow’ in unison, before Jason slid his pursed lips along three or four inches of Roger’s rock hard erection.

“Watch closely, it will be more pleasurable for Roger if Jason mixes it up,” Sandra whispered. “He is going to use his tongue while moving up and down his shaft. Now watch him add a hand, he is going to rotate it around the base of his erection for more sensation.

“Now watch this, he is going to take his erection into his throat as far as he can for a brief moment. Just look at how that makes his entire body tense, and listen to him moaning. Look at the way he is holding his ass and digging his nails in. His goal is always to focus on pleasure for his man, not just an orgasm, and the pleasure I get while watching.”

“They have been at it for more than twenty minutes, awesome,” Jill whispered as she glanced at the wall clock. “Look at the way Jason is teasing and edging your man, running his fingertips along his balls while licking and sucking just the tip of his erection, even thicker than when they started. Let’s help your man get there Sarah.”

I was standing and tongue kissing my man while Jill licked and sucked Roger’s nipples. He was breathing very heavily while Jill and I changed positions. “So good, so fucking good, I love it,” Roger was almost screaming as his body tensed, breathing so heavily. “Don’t stop, don’t stop. Now, right now, I am ripe for a blow job, so ripe,” Roger moaned as Jason bought him off with a thumb and fingertip.

“Jason has never seen me having lesbian sex with another woman before now Sarah,” Jill told me before we had the most exquisite lesbian sex with the men watching. We commenced before they showered and had reversed positions when they returned to watch. We were both so pleased to see both men with a fresh erection while they enjoyed watching. I was also very pleased to see the serious scratches on my man’s ass.

The four of us agreed to meet again soon. All of us very comfortable with each other.

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A couple learn about anal the hard way

Fucked On The Water
We had known Joe and Liz for about a month and had spent many days on their boat. At first, everything seemed friendly and we had a good time with them. Then one day, they said they were going to take us to their favorite cove and show us the beauty of the place. We agreed and enjoyed the trip over. We talked and laughed just like before but had no idea what was in store for us once we arrived.
After dropping the anchor, Joe suggested the two women go below and start lunch while he and I finished settling the boat. I watched Liz and my wife disappear below and had just turned towards Joe when I felt sharp sting in my arm. I looked down and saw that Joe had injected something into my arm with a syringe. I looked up and he had a smirk on his face while he pumped whatever was in the syringe into my arm.
I felt dizzy right away and could hardly stand up. In my state, I stumbled but Joe caught me and with his arms around me, led me towards the ladder leading down below. I tripped down the steps and landed in a heap at the bottom of the stairs. Only lying there a few seconds, I felt Joe helping me up to my feet and leading me down the hallway towards the bedroom area.
He led me into one of the bedrooms and told me to stand leaning against the bed while he got the bed ready for me. I watched him through hazy eyes, turn down the bed then come around to me. Very quickly, he undid my shorts and pulled them down around my ankles. He then had me step out of them before pulling my shirt up over my head.
Now I was leaning against the bed totally naked and at Joe’s mercy. I felt his hands running up and down my spine then my legs before landing on my protruding ass. He pulled my cheeks apart and ran a finger up and down my crack several times. I couldn’t do anything to stop him as whatever he had pumped into my arm had me totally helpless and he was taking advantage of it.
I then heard a muffled scream and turned to look out the door., I could vaguely see the door of the bedroom across the hall was open and I could see through the haze, my wife and Liz in the other room. I couldn’t quite make out what they were doing but I knew it wasn’t good as I had recognized the scream as being from my wife.
My attention was brought back to Joe when I felt his finger pushing against my ass hole. He was trying to stick his finger up my ass but was having trouble as he couldn’t get it in very far because of the way I was standing.

He removed his finger and grabbed my arm to lead me around the bed. Without a word, he pushed me down onto my stomach on the bed and went around behind me. I felt his weight on the bed as he got behind me, pulling my hips up into the air while forcing my head down. I then felt something wet against my skin and realized that Joe was licking up and down my crack.
I heard another scream and because Joe had forced me onto the bed facing the doorway, I could lift my head a little and look out the door. This time I could see more of what Liz and my wife were doing in the other bedroom. I could see Liz above my wife, her hips thrusting forward and backwards as she forced a large black strap on dildo in and out of my wife’s cunt. She had my wife’s legs up over her shoulders and was really pounding in and out.
Suddenly, I felt something other than Joe’s finger at the entrance to my ass hole. It was his cock and he was forcing it into me, pushing it in as far as he could without stopping. I felt pain like I have never felt before and then a feeling of fullness as he cock filled my canal right up to his balls until they were resting against my thighs.
Thankfully, he waited for me to get used to his size and thickness before starting to fuck me. He started slowly but before long, he was using long strong thrusts that would refill my canal completely. I could feel his engorged head rubbing against the walls of my canal as he fucked me faster now than before. His balls slapped against my skin every time he thrust up into me and even though I was in a hazy state, I started to feel good about what he was doing to me.
Joe was talking to me while he fucked me telling me how tight I felt and how good it felt to fuck my ass. He continued for quite some time, or it seemed like a long time before he stopped and pulled out of me.
He then very quickly man handled me until I was on my back. He got between my legs and put them up over his shoulders. He moved into me again, this time thrusting fully up into me with one move, filling me up again completely. I now had started to enjoy the feeling of his big cock pounding my ass so I told him so and to keep fucking me. He pounded and pounded away at me, raising me up more onto my shoulders so he could get deeper inside me.
After several more minutes, I felt a warm then hot sensation inside me as he came, gushing his hot come deep into my hole and surrounding his still pounding cock. His groan was one of deep satisfaction as he pumped his come into me. He stopped thrusting and held his cock at the end of my canal as he filled me with his come before pulling his deflating cock out of me with a slight pop. I felt come running down the back of my thighs after he pulled out of me and pooling under me as he got off the bed.

I was still finding things hazy but I could see into the bedroom across the hall. Now Liz was behind my wife and had the big strap on in her ass hole. I watched as Liz fucked my wife’s ass for quite some time before Joe blocked my view by walking out of our bedroom and across to where the women were.
I saw Liz look up when he entered the room and she immediately pulled the strap on out of my wife. She got off the bed and giving Joe a little kiss on the cheek, came across the hall. I watched her approach the bed and get on it, the big strap on waving in front of her as she walked. She then took my legs and put them over her shoulders and I felt the head of the dildo against my hole. She pushed it into me and was soon fucking my ass with fast strong thrusts.
I heard my wife in the other room and turned my head to see Joe had her on her stomach and was fucking her ass. I knew in the back of my mind that this was the first time my wife had ever been fucked in her ass and she was getting it from the real thing this time in Joe’s big cock. He straddled her hips so he was above her more and started to really thrust strongly in and out of her while she half screamed and groaned at the same time.
Liz brought me back to her as she continued to fuck me. Now, I know I was enjoying what she was doing as I was asking her to fuck me deeper and harder. Fuck me faster was coming out of my mouth now, louder and louder. She did what I asked and I could feel the fake balls slapping against my skin in a matter of moments. I didn’t want the feelings I was having to end but I heard Joe’s loud grunt as he came inside my wife’s ass and with that, Liz pulled the strap on out of me.
After a while, we all got dressed, not saying a word about what happened as Joe and Liz had raped both me and my wife so what was there to say. After getting back home, my wife discussed what had happened and we soon found our way to our bed and were fucking furiously in just a few minutes. That was the first time my wife ever let me fuck her in the ass but it wouldn’t be the last. We bought a strap on the size Liz had and she fucked my ass many times with it. We would even go down the the parks known for casual sex and in the trees, would fuck each other in the ass. A few times we let others fuck us there too but it didn’t happen very often.
We still went boating with Joe and Liz but this time whenever we went to the cove, we fucked with them and them and quietly thanked them for opening up a whole new world to us.

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“I promised you a lady a month ago, for both of us really, after we were both pleasured by James. His ten-inch erection was sexual pleasure for both of us. I have arranged for Joan, one of my bisexual, lipstick lesbian friends to visit us on Sunday afternoon.

“I had coffee with her twice during the week to discuss her visit, our plans and our ground rules. We both did some serious flirting with each other and had our hands all over each other. She is seriously bisexual and a very exciting woman, we were kissing like teenagers at the back of the coffee lounge, are you fine with that baby?”

My man Roger is flat on his back on our bed, naked with a thick, eight-inch erection. I am also naked as we tongue kiss passionately with Roger’s hand cupping my ass as I straddle one leg over his.

“Tell me all about her?”

“Five years younger than us, size ten, sixty-four inches with a good body and a ferocious sexual appetite.”

“How do you know her? Has she had you previously?”

I am Sarah, of French descent, in my mid-forties, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man Roger, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. My body is still good, both sexes love my legs and ass and the way I trim my pubic hair – less is more. Good hips, flat stomach, modest tits with long hard nipples when aroused.

I have a high sex drive, I am to please and be pleased sexually, I love being licked by both sexes, I lost all my inhibitions between my second and third husbands and I love having sex with an audience. And I really do enjoy some commentary during sex, an extra dimension.

I have a tacit agreement with my man (he is nine-inches and thick) that I can pleasure and be pleasured sexually by another man around once a month. We set some basic rules a while back, no intercourse, outer sex only – safe sex, my man can watch and masturbate. If the second man wants to blow my man I love to watch. Occasionally we have another woman instead of a man to pleasure us both, same rules apply.

Today is one of those occasions and I am looking forward to being sexually pleasured by a female and my man. I can’t remember the last time I had a female.

A few nights earlier after my man had edged me with his tongue and lips for thirty-minutes as I had multiple orgasms, I asked him, “What can I do for your sexual pleasure baby?”

“I want to lick and kiss your glorious ass while you give me a hand job.”

I organised him laying on his back with some pillows under his head, then squatted over his torso resting on my knees so he could lick and kiss my ass. We both watched in the wall mirrors and ceiling mirror as I gave him a long, slow, oily hand job while you kissed and licked my ass.

For me a large part of sex is about the excitement and creating sexual excitement. Greeting a new lover, whether male or female, at our front door is an ideal opportunity to create sexual excitement. My man Roger and I have greeted our new lovers with many scenarios: from fully dressed, stark naked, even engaged in sex. Our choice these days is to be almost naked when a new lover arrives, be it male or female. I like a killer pair of heels and a skimpy g-string to highlight my ass. Roger’s preference is a skimpy, crotchless jock strap. (Even flaccid his cock is awesome in his crotchless jock strap. And his ass looks good in it.) Though we do enjoy our second preference, undressing each other for the opposite sex.

That is exactly how we are dressed today as we wait for Joan to arrive, both with freshly trimmed almost bald pubic areas. We made a pact not have sex for three days before Joan’s visit to heighten the sexual pleasure and excitement with her. The sexual tension while we wait is too much for both of us as we tongue kiss and tease each other’s bodies with our fingertips. As Roger teases my ass, I run a fingertip along his cock and he is immediately erect.

Then, the door bell. “Sorry I’m late Sarah and you must be Roger. Wow, what a greeting,” Joan blushes as she looks us over as Roger poses with his hands on hips.

“Remind me why I am here Sarah,” Joan teases as we tongue kiss like teenagers.

“To lick my cunt, I haven’t had a woman for so long. And I want to do the same for you. Also for my man’s pleasure, I owe him.”

“Wonderful, we are on the same page. “I have wanted you for a long time Sarah and having your hung man at the same time is a bonus,” Joan whispers as we lick each others nipples.

“Would you like to watch me lick Sarah’s cunt?,” Joan asks Roger with a sexy smile as she ogles his erection. “Sarah told me you love to watch her having sex with a third person. I want to hear it from you.”

“Yes I do. And she likes watching me having sex with a third person.”

Five minutes later, just as we did recently my man Roger is flat on his back on our bed, naked with a thick, eight-inch erection. I am also naked as we tongue kiss passionately with Roger’s hand cupping my ass as I straddle one leg over his. Joan is also naked and straddling his other leg. She is lightly cupping his balls with one hand as she sucks the tip of his erection. Roger is relishing two women pleasuring him as he watches in the ceiling mirror and I watch in the wall mirrors.

“Your man is a challenge Sarah,” Joan tells me as she sucks his balls with a hand wrapped around his erection before she resumes licking and sucking it.

“Suck my nipples for me baby,” he whispers as I readily comply.

“Your man is rock hard for me Sarah,” Joan tells me as she lets his erection slip out from between her lips and licks, kisses then sucks his balls with a hand wrapped around his erection before she resumes licking and sucking it.

“My nipples are like bullets baby, don’t stop, are you watching what your friend is doing to me baby? She is very good.”

“Your man is getting close Sarah, very close,” Joan tells me as she lets his erection slip out from between her lips and licks, kisses then sucks his balls for the third time with a hand wrapped around his erection before she resumes licking and sucking it.

“I am watching what Joan is doing to you baby and I like it. Your turn on is my turn on, and that is a huge turn on,” I whisper loud enough for both of them to hear me as I nibble his nipples. I am also comparing her blow job technique to mine and my man’s reaction when she sucked his balls. A new trick for me.

“So good, so fucking good,” my man is moaning while I watch fascinated as Joan is licking and sucking the tip of his erection as she runs her thumb and middle finger along the full length of his very wet erection.

“That is so good, so fucking good Joan,” he moans as Joan scratches his balls with her nails with six inches of his erection sliding between her lips.

I have mixed feelings as my man is almost screaming, “So fucking good Joan with Sarah watching, I love it,” as he hits the back of her throat.

“My turn to pleasure you Joan,” I smile as we rearrange ourselves on the bed after we freshened up with our hands all over each other in the bathroom. I organise her with two pillows under her ass as my man watches on.

“Sarah wants to lick your cunt while I watch Joan. She wants to bring you to orgasm while I watch. Are you fine with that?,” Roger teases. “Would you like me to lick your nipples while Sarah licks your cunt Joan?”

“Yes and yes, do it for me.”

I can see my man watching as I lick my way up both of Joan’s creamy thighs. I always get a buzz out of making another woman orgasm with my lips, tongue and maybe a finger or two. Today I am determined to demonstrate my bisexual skills to Joan after I watched her blow my man. “Anything special I can do for your pleasure Joan?,” I tease as the tip of my tongue finds her already engorged clitorous.

“I want to watch you blow your man’s magnificent, fully erect cock one day.”

“And so you shall, we would like that. Would later today be satisfactory for you?”

“Promise me Sarah?”

“Yes, while you lick my cunt. Is that fine with you Roger?,” I tease as he licks her nipples while I lick her clit with my hands holding her ass.

“I am going to start slowly Joan,” I whispers as I gently part her outer labia and lick up from her vaginal entrance to her clitoris. Then lick up and down her labia.

I want demonstrate my experience and skills at pleasuring another woman as I focus on her clit and lick around it in a circular motion, varying the pressure, then insert a finger in her cunt creating an extra frisson for both of us.

“I love it Sarah, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she implores.

Then some teasing with sensual kissing up and down her inner thighs. I want to find her clitoris and pleasure it. My own clitoris is super sensitive with lots of nerve endings, it’s the source of my orgasms. My man can make me convulse with pleasure like a demon is being exorcised out of me, especially when he uses his fingers to rub my clit with his face between my thighs.

I commence by licking all around her clitoris, licking it up, down, and all around, focused on the pressure of my tongue on her clitoris.

I start off lightly and build up pressure and speed as her body responds. I play with the shape of my tongue on her clitoris and mix it up. A broad flat tongue, then a more pointy tip. She really is enjoying my attentions.

New levels of sexual pleasure when I place my index finger and thumb either side of her clit to raise and steady it, then instead of licking up and down her vulva, I go from side to side, licking straight across her clitoral hood, stimulating a wider area of her clit than ever before.

An extra turn on for me when I ask, “Do you like what I am doing to you Joan? Do you prefer it slow or hard, or in circles, or up and down?,” as I run my fingers down her thighs, as she holds and guides my head.

“Is that okay?,” I tease as I slowly insert a finger into her vagina and wait for her response, moving it in and out slowly to start with, curling my finger up towards her stomach to hit her G-spot, massaging it gently, as I ask, “Harder and faster?”

“Yes Sarah, you are so good.”

“Anything special, really special you would like Joan?,” I ask.

“Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt,” she repeats as my man is licking and and sucking her nipples.

“Do you like me to licking your nipples while Sarah licks your cunt Joan?,” my man asks.

“Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt,” she repeats as she shudders and has a series of orgasms.

I am very pleased with myself and my ability to provide sexual pleasure to another female. Now I want Joan to pleasure me and watch me blow my man.

“Watch and enjoy baby, my turn on is your turn on, better still kiss me. Now lick my nipples while you watch,” I moan standing with my legs wide apart as Joan kneels with her arms between my legs with her hands cupping my ass.

“Is this what you wanted from me Sarah?, she teases as she flicks her tongue over my engorged clit. My man is good at oral sex, however, Joan is in a different league. “Yes, that is exquisite, the way you are fucking me with your tongue.

“This is my favourite stool for sexual pleasure,” I tell Joan, Roger already knows that, as I am sitting on a high stool in front of a full length wall mirror with my legs wide apart waiting for Joan to pleasure me. She has been here for over an hour while she pleasured my man, after which I pleasured her. Exquisite foreplay for all three of us as I anticipate my first lesbian orgasms, note the plural, for some months.

Joan is standing in front of me as we tongue kiss passionately. Roger is behind me, teasing my very erect nipples with a fingertip on each, kissing and licking my back at the same time. “This is what you wanted baby, another woman to lick your cunt lips. Enjoy while I watch, you know I love watching another woman fucking you with her tongue. And I know how much you love being licked by both sexes.”

Just as Joan’s tongue brushes against my cunt lips, I can feel my man kissing and licking my ass cheeks. “Your ass is awesome sitting on that stool baby. I can stop if you want me to?”

I ignore his question and concentrate on soaking up the pleasure two people are providing. I can feel my man nibbling my ass cheeks in turn as Joan’s tongue and lips pleasure me. Exquisite pleasure and pain as I watch two people pleasuring me in the mirror as I fight to hold back my first orgasm.

I am so close, so close and the moment Joan slides a finger into me I have the most incredible orgasm. Then a second even more intense one as my man kisses me from behind and places my hand on his new erection.

Without any of us saying a word, I take one hand of my man and Joan as we move from my sex stool to my sex chair. As we reposition ourselves Joan watches me lightly grasp Roger by the balls, his raging erection is at a perfect height for me. “Baby yes,” I moan as he slides his erection between my tightly pursed lips.”

“Awesome, fucking awesome,” Joan whispers as she resumes licking me with her hands under my ass.

Sexual heaven for me as I have another woman edging me with her tongue and lips, she really is very good, while my man is sliding his thick, eight-inch erection between my pursed lips. “You are a sex machine Sarah, a fucking sex machine and it all looks so good in the mirrors. Are you watching baby?”

“Yes I am,” I manage to mutter as I orgasm again and relish being multi-orgasmic, I have lost count today.

I have lost track of the time and how long Joan has been pleasuring me with my man sliding his thick, eight-inch erection between my pursed lips.

“Are you watching baby?,” he asks again as he commences masturbating just after I have another huge orgasm. “Are you watching Joan? This is for both of you ”

“Wow, that is awesome Sarah, I can’t remember the last time I watched a man masturbate. Absolutely fucking awesome Sarah,” Joan enthuses as he hits the back of my throat.

“What a session that was Sarah, when can we do it again?,” Joan asks with a satisfied smile as we kiss goodbye.

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The night arrives. Daniela and Bianca’s chance at another white-hot Christmas begins.

Chapter 5: Another Hot Christmas

It was about a quarter past eleven when Bianca and Daniela finished watching their third episode of The Legend of Dalze. Daniela’s parents had gone home a few hours earlier. And by this time Bianca’s parents were already in bed watching tv just before going to sleep.

“So, it’s getting pretty late. Shall we call it a day?” asked Bianca as she looked up from Daniela’s shoulder.

“Yeah. I’m actually getting the munchies. I think I’ll finally go get myself a bit of Camel Drool. Is it still on the dinner table or…” answered Daniela, nudging Bianca to let her get up from the bed.

“Nah, should be in the fridge now. I’ll just go brush my teeth and then wait for you in bed.” said Bianca as she sat up from Daniela’s shoulder and off the bed.

The day had been spent blissfuly after lunch, and dinner, despite it being a little weird for Daniela this year it was still cozy as usual with the parents talking to each other and the girls chatting up their stories and gossips over cod fish, baked rice and greens.

With Daniela in the kitchen busy with her midnight snack, Bianca thought she’d surprise her with her own naughty garments. After thinking about what to wear under her jammies, Bianca finally decided on a teddy lingerie piece she hadn’t touched in a while. It was a one piece, white, floral lace teddy adorned with satin bows along the middle, a thong, and adjustable satin straps and lace up back. Complete with a white leg garter featuring two small ribbons on the side.

With her lingerie and jammies laid out on her bed she began to strip her t-shirt and her skirt. Now fully naked, she begun to slip her feet into her lingerie, sliding it up her legs, past her plump thighs until it reached her waist. There, she adjusted the thong back-side of it and eventually pulled the rest of it up to cover her flat belly and finally her perky B-cups. The last step was to adjust it here and there so it would fit comfortably and then tie the laces on the back to a snug fit. All done.

Then Bianca walked over to the full body mirror on her closet door to take a quick glance at herself. She looked great. The white lingerie really complimented her tan skin, and her breasts were nice and round under the lace. Looking at her gorgeous self was almost hypnotizing. She heard Daniela picking through the silverware drawer in the kitchen and then closing it. She snapped out of it and grabbed her hair brush to quickly get rid of some of the knots in her short blonde, wavy hair before putting on her jammies and running off to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

With a clean mouth she headed back to her room and slid herself under the covers of her bed. Now, she only had to wait for Daniela to get in bed with her so they could start playing around, like they’ve done every Christmas night before.

Daniela had forgotten how delicious Camel Drool was since she didn’t get many chances to eat some. As far as she knew, it wasn’t very popular in the states, if at all. Not like it had a big following in Portugal either. She wondered why. It was only caramel mouse. If anything it should be as popular as chocolate mousse. Her bowl was finally empty. She rinsed it in the kitchen sink and headed back to Bianca’s room. As she passed by the bathroom, she figured she might as well brush her teeth and do her business while she’s at it.

Bianca was growing giddy with excitement as she heard the noise of Daniela brushing her teeth coming through her door. For her this meant the wait was almost over and Daniela would soon be in bed with her. Not only that but her parents who were now sleeping one floor above her on the opposite side of the house had no clue what was to happen in her room throughout the night. She knew how her parents didn’t support homosexuality, but she didn’t give two cents about it, never did, and in fact – it only added to her excitement. There was a certain rush she got from loving Daniela in secrecy right under the same roof as her parents as they slept.

Bianca shut her eyes really tight and with a wide smile hid her head under the covers. She could barely wait. Being occasional lovers the way they were, kept their desires for each other always bursting at the seams whenever they met. Finally the bathroom door opened and she could hear the toilet tank filling back up. Every little sound tickled her senses. The rattle of the door knob. The bathroom light switch being flipped. The gentle creak of the floor as Daniela stepped closer and closer. The faint brushing of the bedroom door on the floor rug as she closed it behind her. The doorknob lock being pushed to its locked position. The overhead light being switched off, and now… the darkness. For even with her eyes closed and her face hidden, hearing all those sounds in the safe promise of light is not as intense as hearing them in the dark. Even if she opened her eyes now, she would still see darkness and not be able to witness the source of those sounds that excited her so. But, that is only true under the covers.

As it always had been, Christmas lights hung right outside Bianca’s bedroom windows, faintly illuminating it with golden white light, now gently touching Daniela’s skin as she stripped off her clothes. Having slowly pulled the covers off her head, Bianca watched as Daniela’s silhouette just stood in the middle of her room, hugging herself, staring at the Christmas lights slowly dancing by the cold winds outside.

“Dani?” Bianca gently called.

“Yea?” replied Daniela as she turned to Bianca.

“You okay?” asked Bianca as she lifted the covers off her head.

“Yeah. Sorry.” Daniela answered. She walked over to Bianca’s bed and began to climb over to her side. “I don’t know if you feel the same way but, I’ve always found those lights so numbingly comfortable.”

“Oh, yeah?” said Bianca following Daniela with her head.

“Specially when the wind blows and their light dances in your room. I think they’ll always remind me of you… Of us. Together like this.” Daniela explained as she got in bed.

Bianca turned her body around to face Daniela.

“Welcome back, Dani.” Bianca said softly as she placed her right hand on Daniela’s hip, now under the covers.

They stared at each other’s eyes for a few seconds until Daniela began to caress Bianca’s face with her hand. She wanted to kiss her immediately, but held herself back. Rushing a precious moment like this would only ruin its value. She had to start slow.

Eventually, Daniela propped herself up on her elbow over Bianca. Then, using her middle finger she brushed away a few strands of hair off Bianca’s face. That’s when she finally leaned in to start kissing her. No tongue, only their lips slowly kissing each other to start building up steam.

Kiss after kiss they began to move and shift their bodies. Daniela was now propped on both her elbows with her hands caressing Bianca’s hair and her left knee teasing Bianca’s crotch. Finally their tongues were swapping saliva, slowly still as they grew more and more turned on.

With both her hands on Daniela’s hips, Bianca slid her right hand down to squeeze Daniela’s ass cheek, and her other hand slid up across Daniela’s back until it finally rested on the back of her neck, gently holding it. By this point they could feel their passion swell up as they kissed each other more intensively. The engines were clearly running, it was about time the fun had started.

Daniela sat up on Bianca’s lap and grabbed her hands to help her sit up as well. Then, as she slid her hands down her back to reach for the bottom end of her shirt, she felt a rippling, textured sensation through it. Was Bianca wearing something under her jammies? She grabbed the shirt by the ends and pulled it off Bianca. That’s when she saw Bianca’s smile and the white lingerie piece she had on. Even though it was dark, the Christmas lights showed her well enough how sexy Bianca looked in it.

“Whoa! I haven’t seen this in a while!” said Daniela as she felt the texture of Bianca’s lingerie. “I still remember when you bought it.”

“Doesn’t it look good?” Bianca asked.

Daniela smiled as she pushed Bianca back down.

“Well, let’s find out, shall we?” Daniela replied.

Bianca moved her arms behind her head exposing her torso for Daniela’s taking. Placing her hands on Bianca’s breasts, Daniela then slowly slid them down to her belly gently feeling the texture of Bianca’s lingerie again. But her hands didn’t stop there as they moved further down to Bianca’s knees, bending them up revealing Bianca’s lace-covered pussy sandwiched between her legs.

Daniela held Bianca’s legs up for a little while as she appreciated the tantalizing view, yearning to shove her face right on it. That’s when she finally moved Bianca’s legs apart, backed up on the bed a few steps and charged with her mouth for Bianca’s crotch, gently biting her pussy and teasing Bianca’s clit with her teeth through her lingerie.

Bianca began to squirm a bit. Daniela felt it and heard her giving little gasps whenever she’d hit the right spot. Her lips could even feel the moisture that had started to build up on Bianca’s thong. This amused Daniela and also satisfied her. It was like randomly pushing the right buttons and Bianca’s gasps and squirms serving as her rewards that made her feel in power of Bianca’s whole body through one single spot.

She kept her rhythm up, even rubbing her nose on Bianca’s pussy to change the pace a little bit. But she knew that through the fabric she could only do so much and Bianca’s legs weren’t squirming as much anymore – she obviously was growing a bit bored.

Daniela rose her head and crawled up between Bianca’s legs to kiss her. Just before she slowly moved in for the kiss, she gently brushed her fingers on Bianca’s hair as she gazed into her eyes and then her lips, appreciating their beauty and lustfulness. Slowly, they exchanged kisses and sucked on eachother’s tongues. Daniela had placed her hands around Bianca’s face as they kissed, with her thumbs caressing her cheekbones, feeling her soft skin.

Then, Bianca pushed Daniela and rolled her over so that she was now on top, holding Daniela down by her shoulders. Sitting up on Daniela’s lap she began to undo the laces on the back of her lingerie, but Daniela stopped her – she wanted to do it. Bianca smiled and helped Daniela sit up so she could put her hands on Bianca’s back and search for the knot. Bianca took this opportunity to also remove Daniela’s lacey bra.

A few seconds after she had undone the latch on the bra, she felt her lingerie loosen up on her torso. Daniela had finally undone the knot that held Bianca’s piece together. It was time to take it off. Before standing up to remove it, Bianca pulled Daniela’s bra off giving her a chance to grope her juicy tits. Finally standing above Daniela, she pointed at her leg garter.

Propped on her right elbow and using her left hand Daniela pulled the leg garter down Bianca’s leg. After removing it completely, she held it with her teeth as she watched Bianca pull her lingerie piece down and step out of it. She now stood completely naked. Her perky, tan tits proudly pointing up. With her lingerie and Daniela’s bra by the foot of her bed, Bianca slowly kneeled down and pushed Daniela’s shoulder down along with her until her head was resting on the pillow with Bianca’s hovering just above it, looking into her eyes.

“I’m going to make you mine, tonight.” whispered Bianca after taking the leg garter back and throwing it on the floor.

“Likewise, my love. Merry Christmas.” Daniela replied.

“Ah, yes. May we have yet another white-hot Christmas together…” said Bianca as she crawled backwards down Daniela’s belly, kissing it “And many…” kissing it again “Many more.”

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Cindy has Nina leashed as the spiked heeled married mom crawls along the floor

Max was fisting Carol as he watched his latest lesbian masterpiece , he was now, besides being a maledom , he was also a producer of taboo porn . Cindy on screen was being a femdom in the xxx scene , her submissive was her mom Nina Rogers who he had fucked many times . Collared & leashed and wearing spiked heels , Nina was crawling on the floor doggy style as her mistress/daughter Cindy lead her in the opening scene , As Cindy lifted the dress she was wearing you could see that she was wearing a 11 inch strapon dildo underneath , her mom who was completely naked began by sucking the dildo before Cindy began fucking her mom doggystyle in their living room where they were told to film last week. This was the first time Max was watching it . He had told Ernie Cindy’s Stepdad to do the filming. So far he was impressed. Nina was moaning & groaning as her daughter gave her a no mercy fuck . . It was hot , Max thought , as he took his fist out of Carol’s pussy & she chowed down on his massive schlong. Eat it mom Max said softly , as he watched , Cindy get some lube & begin to fuck her old lady up the ass. Nina screamed in pain & ecstasy as her shithole was stretched & gaped by the rubber phallus . After Nina reached orgasmic bliss from the anal plunder , Cindy sat on her moms’ face & she also had an orgasm before she decided to piss all over Nina’s face & hair . Before the scene faded to black , Nina who was still covered in her femdoms/daughter’s urine was shown mopping up the floor , like the good little submissive she had become.

Chapter 1- 3 days Later

Joyce was asslicking Max as Carol fucked herself in the ass with a cucumber, Sonia would becoming over soon . She was still his slave to do as he pleased but now he had let Arthur use her as he pleased when he wasnt around . Sonia was one his stars , last month she was involved in a lesbian gangbang with 4 , 20year old dominant women. He had hypnotized 3 of Raven’s friends & along with Raven , they had fucked Sonia in all her holes . She was dpd, triplestuffed & she was also pissed on by all the much younger women ,& in the final scene he had Sonia lick all their pussies & assholes .

As Sonia walked in wearing her leopard skin bikini & high heels , she immediately got down on her knees & began bowing Max’s dick. Humming & deepthroating his prick , Sonia was a great cocksucker , & she and her son’s other slave Olga had blown Arthur just this morning . Arthur had covered her face with jism but Olga had been pissed on .

Max was hard as a rock so he went over to his mom who had been fucking her ass with a cucumber , so she took that out &Max replaced it with his penis .

As Carol got assfucked doggystyle she watched as Joyce got her ass eaten by a very submissive Sonia . Once Max unloaded an anal creampie. , Sonia & Joyce both went over & shared the man dessert , by licking Carol’s sexy buttcream.

Chapter 2 – Lynn

Lynn, Raven’s mom was ballgagged, buttplugged, wearing 5 inch thigh high hooker boots & a collar that said Cumslut on it with a dog leash . Filming the scene was Master Max . Leading her naked as she crawled on the carpeted living room floor was Raven who was dressed as a femdom , riding crop & spiked heels that allowed her to tower over her much shorter mom/sexslave. On the sofa Raven put the naked middleaged wench over her knee & began spanking her ass cheeks red . Lynn was thanking her mistress while in pain. Once Raven was done spanking her, Lynn was told to sit on the sofa as Raven turned to her ass first & , Lynn obediently started licking her daughter’s / femdom’s shithole. Lynn licked it like it was ice cream . Raven was in orgasmic heaven as Lynn moved her tongue down to the pussy & gave a professional pussy licking . Raven squirted all over Lynn’s face in appreciation.

Raven had reached orgasmic bliss so she put her fist up her mom’s cunt, Lynn was wet from all the lezzie sex she was doing & receiving , so she also squirted when Raven had roughly fisted her & reached her G-Spot. Max loved it all , he had another winner , his porn scenes were bestsellers in the european taboo lesbian market.

Chapter 3 Relaxing

Max was smoking a joint in his armchair at home, Joan had dropped by & was licking his nuts & his mom Carol sucked his wang . Both were also very high from the smoke . They switched spots , both were now very adept at giving head , soon he thought he would branch out & put on a hood and start making face& skullfucking videos for the American xxx market, That would be so cool he thought as he dumped a load of jism all over Joan & mom’s face. Covered in man juice , the two obedient middleaged hags followed their master into the bathroom where they both received a golden shower for a job well done. . He followed both Joan & Carol into the water shower , where the three cleaned up, french, kissed & Max had Carol suck him off once more while her Joan licked his manass. As the water dripped on the two cumsluts , Max gave them another jism facial, before they all washed off finally.

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Violet’s in love with another woman, and doesn’t know how to end her relationship with her girlfriend without breaking April’s heart.

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2015

The Devil’s Pact Side-Story: Violet’s Affair

Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com.

Notes: This takes place during Chapter 43 and at the same time as Lillian Gets Spanked and April’s Cumbath.

Friday, November 8th, 2013 – Violet Matheson – Tacoma, WA

“I’m going down to the lobby to do some writing,” April smiled as she slipped her laptop into a satchel.

“Are we still going out with Lillian tonight?” I asked her. I lay stretched out on the bed and flipping through the latest copy of Seventeen.

I was reading the most fascinating article: “How to attract the Living God’s Gaze.” It was full of tips for young women on how to try and catch Master’s attention at his public appearance. “Wear short skirts,” the article read, “with thigh-high stockings held up by garters that peak out. And never panties. Our God wants a girl ready for Him to just lift her skirt and go to town on her pussy.”

“Yeah!” April smiled. She was pretty and innocent, with her bushy, brown hair and glasses; a sexy nerd. My guilt returned, bubbling inside my stomach. “Doesn’t it sound like fun?”

“Sure,” I lied. I was getting good at lying to April. Going to a bar with Lillian, especially pregnant and unable to drink, didn’t sound like fun.

April turned, her stomach gently swelling with Master’s child, her large, dark nipples were hard. They were so big compared to her tiny breasts. Though hers were swelling with her pregnancy, while my A Cups hadn’t changed a bit. That was fine, Master loved my tits. I was pregnant, too, though it could be Master’s or Mistress’s child.

“Love you,” April smiled as she opened the door of my hotel room. We took turns sleeping in the other’s room since we started dating last August.

“Love you, too,” I answered automatically.

She smiled. Why did April have to be such a sweet girl?

The moment she was gone, I grabbed a sexy negligee, deep purple, that fell loosely about my girlish frame. My small, pink nipples were shadows through the sheer fabric, and my pregnant belly gently pressed against it. The hem ended just above my ass, displaying my tight pussy, shaved bare the way Master loved it. My brown hair was in pigtails, tied with purple ribbons, making me look even younger than my almost eighteen years.

I slipped out of my room, passing a pair of off-duty bodyguards who gave me appreciative nods. Master had commandeered the entirety of the Murano Hotel in downtown Tacoma, and it was filling up with maids and bodyguards and other servants, most of whom were hot, young women like me. I reached the elevator, pressed the button, and waited impatiently.

The elevator dinged, doors slid open. Finally! I impatiently hit the button for the fourteenth floor. I tapped my foot, growing impatient at the elevator. I normally loved them. I had met Master in one and he had rescued me from… No. Don’t think about her. She can never imprison me again.

I put Mother out of my thoughts, walking briskly down the hall to 1431. Cindy’s room. My heart picked up its beat, and my stomach tumbled into knots. I hoped my lover was free. I needed to be with her so bad. I really should break up with April, but I just couldn’t stand to disappoint her because… The room, glaring lights so bright, so hot, Mother shouting her disappointment…

No! Don’t think about that.

The door opened. Cindy’s face lit up in a smile, driving my guilt and fear away. I loved her so much. I had thought I loved April, but it had just been puppy love. We were the two young, quiet sluts, so it had been only natural we spent time together. But I had confused my lust for actual love. When I met Cindy, I learned just what love is. Deep, consuming, warm. I didn’t need to fuck Cindy, I just needed to be with her. I could be just as happy sitting in the same room with her and reading a book as I could mussing the sheets with her.

The moment I saw her the day of her interview, I knew I loved her.

She was naked, her blonde hair damp, and green eyes twinkling with mischievous. She was a year younger than me, though her breasts were slightly larger. Still A Cups, but she would have developed larger breasts if she hadn’t been bound to Master. She smiled, braces glinting on her teeth. Master could have healed her, but I suspected Cindy would never be allowed to get rid of them. They made her look so cute and innocent, though it could be rough on the tongue when I frenched her.

“Violet!” she squealed, and threw her arms around me. I was taller, and she pulled my face down and kissed me on the mouth. “Umm, I love you so much.”

I looked around, getting nervous. Someone could spot us. “Let’s get inside.”

“Don’t you love me?” she asked, eyes hardening for a moment. She didn’t like having to hide our relationship.

“I do love you,” I whispered. Any second another maid could walk by, or a bodyguard, or one of the sluts. I didn’t want April to know. Not until I found the right way to tell her it was over. “I love you so much!”

I clamped my mouth shut. I hadn’t meant to yell that last part, but my feelings for her were hard to contain. I had almost called out her name last night in bed with April. Luckily, I had caught myself. My sudden, loud declaration made Cindy blush red, and she pulled me into the room.

“I could barely clean my Lord’s room today,” she sighed. “All I could think about was holding you.” She gave me a kiss, wet and sweet. “And kissing you.” Another kiss. “And touching you.” Kiss.

“Me, too, Cindy.” I stroked her cheek, pushing back a damp strand of gold.

She broke from the embrace and scampered to her bed, her cute ass jiggling. She grabbed a brown sack. “Look what I bought!”

I smiled. She pulled out a large, red dildo attached to a black harness. “Ohh! Do you want to fuck me, Cindy?”

“Absolutely, baby!”

“You got to butter me up first,” I laughed. “I want to feel that tongue between my legs.”

“Yum!” she grinned. She walked back, and reached out and pinched the fabric of my negligee. “This is cute. Did you buy it for me?”

“No,” I answered. “April gave it to…”

“And you wore it here?” Cindy spat, her face twisting. “It’s bad enough you won’t break up with her, but you don’t have to parade around here wearing her gifts!”

Shit! My heart beat. I disappointed her. The room… No. She wasn’t Mother. “I’m sorry,” tears welled at my eyes. “I just… It’s so beautiful. I didn’t think, Cindy. I didn’t mean…” A hiccuping sob choked off my words. “I-I didn’t mean to d-disappoint you.”

“Oh, don’t cry.” Her eyes were watering up. “I’ll start crying, too. I’m sorry. It’s alright. I know whom you love.”

She reached out and wiped my cheek.

I smiled. “You are such a wonderful girl. I’m thankful Willow brought us together.”

“Do you think we would have met if it wasn’t…”

“I do,” I nodded. “Maybe in college, we would have met and fallen in love…” Mother would have been disappointed, like she had when she caught me with Summer… No. No. No. Mother isn’t here.

I kissed her, probing my tongue into Cindy’s sweet mouth. I didn’t want to think of…unpleasant things. I wanted to enjoy my new life, and my love. Summer was gone. She had just been a passing fling anyways, like April. And Mother will never imprison me again.

Cindy tugged up the negligee, and I reluctantly broke the kiss. She tossed the scrap of cloth to the floor, her hands gently stroking the slight curve of my pregnant belly. Everyone loved to touch my belly. I carried a God’s child within me.

My lover knelt down and kissed my bellybutton. “I can’t wait to hold your child,” she breathed. “The Divine grows within you. It’s such a miracle!”

It was!

Then she bent lower and nuzzled between my thighs, giving me a quick lick. I shuddered. Her tongue was amazing, and her braces scraped almost painfully against my pussy, adding another wonderful sensation. I moaned, and fell back onto the bed.

“Ravish me!” I groaned. “Make me cum!”

“Only if you return the favor!” she grinned, stroking her tight slit.

“Nothing would make me happier!”

She jumped onto the bed, laughing as she bounced. Then she quickly straddled my face. Her pussy was waxed bare, and sealed as tight as a maiden’s cunt. Her vulva was swollen red and dripping wet. I breathed in her spicy aroma, licking my lips. I couldn’t wait any longer; I grabbed her ass, yanked her down, and buried my tongue inside her.

“Oh, baby!” she gasped. “Umm, I love your tongue!”

I answered with a moan, licking her tight flower. Her tongue wiggled inside of me, and we savored each other’s flavor. I loved sixty-nining with my lover. We both were giving each other pleasure. It was magical.

Her fingers kneaded my ass, her finger creeping into my crack. I moaned as she teased my puckered asshole, anticipating the penetration. She didn’t disappoint me. Her finger slid deep, greased by my juices, and I squeezed down around the pleasant intrusion. I moved my lips down and sucked in her hard clit. Cindy responded with a moan, so I followed up two fingers shoved deep into her cunt.

Her moan vibrated through my pussy. I sucked harder, hooking my finger and letting my fingernail lightly scrape against the inside of her sheath. I quested for just the right spot and…she bucked, exploding on my face when I grazed her G-spot.

I loved making her cum!

The only thing better was when she made me cum!

A second finger slid into my ass, reaming my quickly. Her braces rubbed through my pussy lips, while her tongue probed deep. She moaned and gasped, delightful pleasure vibrating through me. I tensed, that wonderful moment approaching. Her nose brushed my clit; I exploded.

It was wonderful!

I screamed her name, muffled by her twat. My body quavered like a bowl of jelly, madly convulsing beneath her. I had no control. I was lost to the delights she gave me. I gasped, breathing in her spice, and savored my cum.

“You popped off like a firework,” she giggled, jumping up.

I sat up on my elbows, watching her ass as she struggled to pull on the strap-on. She adjusted the cinches, then turned around, displaying her fake cock as proud as any man. She stroked it, grinning at me, and asked, “What do you think?”

“My pussy’s going to be begging for mercy!”

“Get on your knees, woman!” she growled, making her voice low. “I’m gonna fuck you into next Tuesday!”

I laughed, and got on my hands and knees, wagging my ass at her. “What are you waiting for, big boy? My little cunny needs a big, thick cock to make her howl!”

Cindy climbed onto the bed, the cold plastic nudging my asscheeks. She gave me a slap, then rubbed the tip through my wet pussy. “Here it comes, baby!” she grunted, making her voice as low and gravelly as she could.

My body shuddered as she rammed it in. “Oh, fuck!” I gasped. It was about as long as Master, but thicker. It felt wonderful! “Fuck me! Make me howl, stud!”

She smacked my ass, then leaned over me, pumping away. I grunted, pleasure tingling through my stretched cunt. She giggled, “What do we have here?” She grabbed my pigtails and yanked. “Handlebars!”

I felt like such a cheap slut; it was wonderful!

“Harder!” I moaned. “Oh, fuck me, stud!”

Her hips hunched faster, our groins smacking together. She grunted, the strap-on pressing back into her clit every time she thrust into my pussy. I squeezed the bedspread; it felt so amazing! That thick shaft spread me so wide open, almost painfully, and that made the pleasure even more intense. My cum was nearing; I slammed my hips back. So close.

She pulled out, leaving me filling so empty. So frustrated! I had to have her dido in me! Couldn’t she see how horny I was? Why would she stop fucking me? “Don’t stop! I need…”

She shoved it into my ass. I screamed. I felt stretched to my limits. She yanked back on my pigtails, grinning at me as she fucked me hard. She knew what I needed. I was a slut, and I needed to be treated like one. Even by her. So she used me, abused me, loved me.

“Fuck my ass!” I grunted. “Fuck my slutty, teenage ass! Oh, yes! Oh, fucking yes!”

“My little slut!” she grunted. “When They’re not around, you’re my little slut, right?”

“Yes!” I screamed. “I’m Master’s slut, and Mistress’s slut, and, lastly, I’m your slut!”

My orgasm was so strong. My ass squeezed down on the invading dildo. Cindy pulled my head back, kissed me, and moaned into my mouth. Her body shuddered against mine, her erect nipples rubbing against my back like a pair of hard marbles. We shared this wonderful, passionate moment, then collapsed.

She spooned me; the dildo still buried in my ass. My lover gently nuzzled at my neck, then mewled softly into my ear. We didn’t speak, we just enjoyed the feel of each other. Her arms wrapped around me, clasping at my pregnant belly. I laid mine on top of hers, stroking her fingers, and dozed.

It was perfect.

But I had to leave. April was waiting.

“Don’t go,” she whispered as I pulled away. “Stay with me tonight.”

“I have to,” I answered. “April wants to go out. And she promised Lillian that we’d go.”

Her face twisted in disappointment. The room… No! Cindy wasn’t my mother. “When are you breaking up with her?”

“I don’t want to hurt her,” I answered. “I just need to…”

“I can’t do this forever,” Cindy interrupted. “I want everyone to know about us. I don’t want to hide our love.”

“I don’t either.” I kissed her hands. I couldn’t disappoint April. And I couldn’t disappoint Cindy. I had to do something; when you disappointed someone… hot lamps, so bright, trapped in that room… No! “Just be patient, please.”

“Fine,” she huffed.

“I love you.” I sighed in relief, mollifying her disappointment. I bent over and kissed her on the lips.
“Love you, too.”

I grabbed my negligee and walked out of the room naked. April was waiting in my room, typing away on her laptop. I had a small suite, with a living room, and April perched on a cream love seat. I walked over, sat next to her, and kissed her cheek. Why do I keep doing this?

“We should get ready,” I said.

“Sure,” she smiled, then gave me a peck on the lips. “Umm, you’ve been fooling around with someone.”

With my lover. “Yeah. Just a maid.”

“I’m sorry I missed out,” April pouted, then gave me another kiss. “I love the taste of pussy. Maybe there’s time to have a little fun.”

“Maybe,” I grinned. “I love it when you go down on me!”

Why do I keep saying these things? But I couldn’t disappoint April. I was trapped. She spread my thighs, her glasses flashing, then buried her face into my pussy. I closed my eyes, picturing Cindy between my legs, and let out a soft moan.

“I love you…” Cindy.

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A Fan-fiction for many stories!

I have a fairly unethical lifestyle. Most people wouldn’t approve.

When I was 7 my parents died in a car crash on the highway when they were t-boned by a semi. I went to live with my great-aunt Denise, until I was 18 and could gain access to my trust fund and law suit money from the crash. As my aunt’s only living relative, after her death, I was left with her fortune as well. Most of it was in bonds and came in the form of her secluded mansion in Austria where I had lived with the old broad since my parents’ sudden end.

After my aunt’s cancerous demise I continued to live in the house- but I was not alone. I lived with my servants. Not the kind that most rich people have- no, the servants I have serve me in an entirely different way.

Let me explain further my life. Throughout my entire childhood I had known of my attraction to women and so had my aunt. She forbade me from acting upon my impulses despite how natural they were. I guess when she died I felt something inside me release.

I immediately did all I could to find women who were in need of a home and love. I suppose you could say I took advantage of their needs- but at no point were any of my girls kept against their will. They were and still are allowed to leave whenever they want. While I have never had one leave the rule is that once they do, they cannot come back.

We have a safe world that shall be used if- and only if- a girl desires to leave. This word is “hetero-lady”.

The uniform I allow them to wear consists of a white cotton thong with their initials sewn on the front in small gold cursive letters (they take my last name when they join me so their initials all end in S for Smith). No one wears a bra but they are allowed a thin white baby-T. I require they wear their hair down unless otherwise specified by me. I on the other hand wear nothing (unless I am going out for a photo shoot as I am a photographer)- I feel that as their master they have just as much right to my body as I do to theirs.

I have 31 servants and because of my large estate we are all comfortably situated within its stone walls.

I love all of my girls. Very much. They share four to a room which still leaves a few rooms open for me to add to our family.

The girls and I eat in the dining hall which I had widened by knocking the wall out between the formal dining room and the “informal” dining room, right outside the kitchen.

My favorite servant, Rosalie, has long wavy blonde hair, soft tan skin and big amber eyes. She has size 36DD breasts and a nice tight ass that she likes to show off with an extra short skirt anytime she wears anything other than the uniform that I let my servants- my girls- wear.

She is one of the few that I let leave the estate.

I rule my girls with a firm hand. They do as I say- when I say- because I say so.

It is true that I can get rough during our love making or foreplay but we have a safe word for these acts as well: “Penis”.

I came home one day from a swim suit shoot that had gotten a little hot when two of the models began to get into the moment and were pulling each other’s suit tops off. Though their breasts were small just the fact that they were getting rough with each other made me wet.

I drove my car into the garage and put it in park. I sat for a moment before rubbing my thighs together to create a little friction. It wasn’t enough. I needed more.

I got out of my car quickly and grabbed my camera gear.

When I entered the house Rosalie was the first girl I saw. She was walking by with a copy of Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare.

“Master?” she asked.

“Rosalie, I need servicing.” I said setting my bag by the door and nearly slamming it shut.

Her eyes grew wide and she turned to the intercom on the wall before paging another girl to come get my things and her book to put them away.

She walked over to me and pushed my jacket off my shoulders slowly. She threw it on the pile wither her book and gently untied my hair from its loose ponytail. I inhaled deeply and I could already smell arousal whether it was hers or mine I didn’t know.

“Shall we proceed here or do you wish to go elsewhere?” she glanced up at me through her eyelashes and bit her bottom lip.

I groaned and grabbed her left breast in my hand, working it with my fingers till her nipple perked up. I lifted her breast a little before pressing my flat tongue against it through her shirt, leaving a wet spot.

Rosalie moaned.

A girl walked through the door that lead to the dining hall and stopped, looking at her feet and stammering an apology. It was Alice.

Her hair was short and black, her eyes a vivid green. She was quite short and her skin was relatively pale. I would guess that her breasts were the smallest of any girl I had here at 32C but her vagina was the tightest as well. (There were actually times I felt bad for the male gender who could not feel her walls around their dicks the way I could around my tongue and fingers.) She often begged me to break her hymen but I had yet to do so. I can’t tell you why but I didn’t want to take that from her yet. She was also my youngest girl at the age of 17. I often wondered if I accepted her too early- that perhaps I should have waited to welcome her into my home but she needed me. And her incessant shyness made me so hot I couldn’t resist coming on her face- often times by force as she was always reluctant to put her mouth on me.

“I’m here to gather your things.” She said when Rosalie and I remained silent.

I looked to Rosalie and released my hold on her. She nodded and moved back to the intercom to call for a different girl. Once that was over with she took Alice’s hand in her sand I lead the way into the entry hall, up the grand staircase, and down the richly decorated hall to my room. Once the two girls had entered I closed and locked the door behind them. I didn’t want to be disturbed.

Normally no girl dared knock on my door unless I had summoned them- but it was an habit because of my time masturbating while my aunt was alive and living down stairs.

Alice still refused to meet our eyes even as I undressed myself slowly. Rosalie on the other hand watched my movements hungrily.

I beckoned her forward and she stood before me. I looked her in the eyes for a moment and she took her shirt off. I pushed my thumbs into the top of her panties and shoved them down to her ankles before she kicked them into a corner.

I traced a finger around her right nipple and moved my other hand to her wet pussy.

Alice glanced up at us and then back down.

I ran my finger down her slit and pushed it in so that the tip of my finger was covered in her sweetness. She moaned slightly.

Alice looked up quickly and kept her gaze on us this time.

“Master.” Rosalie moaned. “Oh, Master, please!” she pushed herself against my finger and I felt her pussy tighten around my finger. I groaned.

“Rosalie get on your knees.” I pulled my finger out of her, twisted her nipple slightly and then pushed against her shoulders as she sank to the floor.

“Alice come here now.” I said and she immediately moved my way. I violently pulled her clothes off of her and bent my face to hers. Her eyes grew wide and I kissed her harshly. I shove a finger in her. She was wet.

“You like what you were seeing?” I asked before moving to bite the skin softly on her neck. Rosalie brushed my thighs, silently asking me to open up to her. I pushed her slightly with my knee and she sat back on her feet with a pout.

I curled my finger inside Alice and she began to shake. I did it again and she moaned grabbing my wrist tightly.

“You like that?” I hissed biting harder, her knees buckled and I wrapped my arm around her body to catch her. “Good little slut. You like that don’t you.” I pulled my finger out and pushed it in harshly again touching her hymen. She gasped in pain and I released my hold on her pussy.

Alice leaned against me as Rosalie moved between our legs so she could access my pussy. I sat on the bed and lay down.

“Alice get over here.” She came over to me and I pulled her on top of me so she was straddling my hips. Rosalie pushed Alice’s nice sweet ass in the air so she could lick my thighs and pussy lips. I felt my hips shiver in anticipation. If anyone knew how to eat me out it was her. I put a hand on Alice’s back and pulled her chest to me so her nipples were at lip level.

“You little slut.” I growled before nibbling on her little bud. She moaned and leaned against my mouth bracing herself on either side of my head. Rosalie pulled one of my legs over her shoulder and sucked my clit into her mouth to roll her lips over my skin.

I bit down harder on Alice’s skin. She pushed on my shoulder and tried to pull away but my teeth had a firm grip on her and she quickly stopped resisting.

Rosalie pressed her teeth on the inside of her lips and bit down around my clit. I practically screamed in ecstasy.

I let go of Alice’s nipple and moved my hand to her pussy to caress her entrance.

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I really didn’t understand why my girlfriend Ashleigh couldn’t stop yapping about how excited she was that I would finally meet her mother Rachel who would be visiting us for a few days on campus. I’d never seen Rachel, but from my girlfriend’s words, she wasn’t much fond of her mother, and spoke more bad than good things about her. Ashleigh’s father ditched them when Ashleigh was three and her sister Rona was one. Rachel never re-married but went through an unhealthy number of boyfriends (and abortions) who she used to support her children, although the main object of her concern had always been herself.

At the time when we met, which is a year ago, Ashleigh was eighteen and was majoring in anthropology in Dartmouth College, where I was doing my Master’s in the Global Studies, both of us half a continent away from home.

It was a sultry May afternoon when Rachel arrived on a coach shuttle from Logan Airport. I saw her pictures, yet I was baffled to find how closely Ashleigh resembled her mother. Same rotund, yet shapely body, same piercing dark eyes and same long tar-black straight hair, enormous mane covering this little round intense face that inspected me with much curiosity. Rachel was forty-one, but she looked a decade younger. She was dressed in baggy shorts and blouse of matching canary-yellow hue.

“Oh, so this is your new boyfriend!” Rachel exclaimed, and without waiting for a response hugged me pressing me close, perhaps too close to her bouncy body. Her body was soft and vaguely smelled of sweat through the perfume. Her body also FELT like it was a decade younger. I was stirred in my crotch.

Rachel let me go and hugged her daughter next and said, “Surprise, surprise, look who I brought with me!” And she pointed at a sixteen-year-old girl who was pulling out two major duffel bags from the underbelly of the bus. The girl was all fleshy curves and lithe, jerky movements, and her black hair was pulled into two braids. The look in her eyes, when she turned around, gripping the duffel bags by the handles, was, to find no better word, wild. She was dressed in the nylon athletic shorts and a tee that stopped just under her breasts the size of a grapefruit, about one size smaller than Ashleigh’s. She flip-flopped towards her sister and encased her in a sloppy hug. My hard-on grew as I imagine the two of them in a lesbian duo. I just hoped that neither my hard-on nor my blush would be noticed.

We had a dinner in the Hanover Inn, the four-star hotel owned by the college. Rachel and Rona would be staying in the Inn for the duration of their visit. Rachel asked me a few generic questions, while studying me closely and intently, not paying any attention to my responses. There was something ravenous in her look, like she wanted to devour me, or something. After we drank a few glasses of wine, Rachel began to flirt with me. I felt awkward and cast uneasy glances at Ashleigh, but Ashleigh either didn’t notice it or didn’t care. Her sister had been sulking throughout the dinner, her lower lip curled, twirling her fork dully and sticking it into her three-quarter-unfinished pasta dish. I felt awkward, while the ladies were taking it easy, each one in her own way.

Rachel allowed her daughters to drink wine; the waitress was looking the other way, being promised a generous tip. Ashleigh and Rona were both lightweight, had gotten drunk after maybe four cups. I was a little tipsy, and could appraise the situation calmly, or sort of calmly, given the circumstances.

“Guys, let’s go check out our room. Wanna see what I’d paid two hundred dollars a night for,” Rachel said. She laid her hand on mine, squeezed it lightly and gave me a lusty wink. She leaned over the table enough for me to notice that she wasn’t wearing a bra under her blouse. Rona noticed it and sniffed, like she’d seen it all before, her mother flirting with a boyfriend of her sis. I looked at Ashleigh and this time she did notice it, she couldn’t not to, and what she did, crept me out: she SMILED.

What the hell is going on here, I thought, but didn’t say it. We left the table. Rachel left a wad of cash behind, with a generous tip to the permissive waitress, and we took an elevator to the seventh floor. When we stood huddled up in the tiny elevator, Rachel, who was behind me, grabbed my ass. Just like that I felt her hand sliding down my butt and her fingers scooping up the flesh around my rectum, very tightly. Inadvertently I uttered a groan. Rachel said, “I heard that you like to be poked up there.” I was dumbfounded.

I looked at Ashleigh and this time, no doubt about it, she was grinning. Her sister, who stood to the left from me, half-turned and asked, addressing Ashleigh, “So you told me in your e-mails that your boyfriend’s got quiet a cock.” Ashleigh answered, a grin still on her face, “Wanna check it out?” “OF COURSE I wanna check it out, you stupid,” Rona snapped back. The door opened and we stepped out, a happy family of four.

The room was spacious and sunlight was streaming through the window. Rachel went towards the window and drew the curtains together. The room got semi-darkened. She flipped the bedcovers and bounced on the mattress. Suddenly it occurred to me that there was only one bed in the room, and there were two of them to stay here.

“Nice soft bed,” Rachel said and began to undress. She took her blouse off and tossed it on the floor. I could see from that far that her tits were firm despite her age. She lay on her back, raised her legs and with one deft move removed her shorts and underwear. She stood stark naked in the middle of the room. I stared at her pussy, which was surrounded by an unkempt forest of pubic hair. The strip of hair continued up her belly to the navel. It was big explosion of kinky hair. Her stomach was tucked. And her compact body was all oiled up and ready for some action. I remembered hearing that older women were more sexually charged than their younger counterparts. “Are you going to show your cock today or not?” She asked, no, demanded.

I swallowed, and looked at my girlfriend for guidance. She gave me the same dumb grin as before. She poked me in the rib and said, “Yeah, why don’t you show my mom what you got there. I want her to be proud of me you know.” I looked at her sister. Rona was sitting in the armchair, pouting. She didn’t look surprised in the least, she was more kind of tired and jaded, like she wanted us to go through this charade already so that she can start unpacking her stuff or something. I pointed at Rona and said, “Ah, Rona probably wants some privacy.”

“The hell she does,” Rachel said tersely. She stood straight with her hands on her hips. “She thinks you’re a nice guy and she hates nice guys. She thinks that all nice guys are gay and don’t know how to treat a real woman. Am I correct?” Rona gave her mother a superfluous nod. “My Rona likes to be humiliated. Right, Rona?” Again, Rona gave a barely perceptible nod and concentrated on staring down at her nails with flaked polish.

“Get undressed already,” Ashleigh prodded me, “my family’s seen lots of cocks before, so don’t be shy.” Then seeing my irresolution, she came to my help. “Here, do you want me to get undressed first?” And she began to take her clothes off. I wanted to stop her. I wanted to scream “what are you doing” but I didn’t: the devil in me wanted this show to go on and on. In a few seconds Ashleigh stood next to me naked. I looked at the familiar contours and protrusions of my girlfriend’s compact body with its trimmed cunt I’d given a lot of action throughout the year, bubbly ass and eager tits that loved to be licked and tickled.

“All right, young man,” Rachel said. “If you gonna deliberate five seconds more, we’re gonna go down on you and rape you, and the police will be on your side. So, hurry, young man if you wanna keep the face.”

What the hell, I thought, and unzipped my jeans, wiggled out of them, pulled the tee-shirt over my head, and then, before the sanity returned to me, removed my boxers. From the corner of my eye I saw Rona peeling her eyes off her nails and for the first time focusing her undivided attention on me. I felt odd and awkward my nakedness being inspected by three women, all from the same family. “It is quite big,” Rona concluded. “You got me interested. But if you will be NICE to me and shit, I will kick you there with my knee.” She beckoned me with her bent little finger. I flinched. “Go,” my girlfriend whispered in my ear, “my sister seems to like you.” I gave my girlfriend a look that had more anxiety in it than a class-ful of students before the finals.

Like a sheep prodded towards the slaughterhouse I neared Rona. Rona took my cock and examined it. She bent and casually stashed it into her mouth like it a spoonful of mash potatoes. She slobbered it and massaged at the base. She played with my balls. My cock was growing in her mouth. She released it. “It’ll do,” she said. “Now take my clothes off.” Playing along, remembering what her mother had told me about her, I said, “No, you take your clothes off, bitch.”

“Did you call me a bitch?” She growled at me.

“Yes, you little piece of stinky cunt. I called you bitch.” I liked it. I liked not being nice for a change, not having to go around and treat a chick like she’s a queen. I always hated that shit and yet had to do it, be hypocritical if I wanted to get laid. And yes, I did want to get laid. All the pent-up anger boiled in me now. I slapped her on her soft baby cheek, not altogether lightly. Her head swayed back and her cheek turned scarlet. She clenched her fists and went towards me, a berserk sixteen year old. I slapped her across the other cheek, even harder, then grabbed by the shoulder and began to strip her.

She resisted, but kind of half-heartedly. I tore her tee-shirt at the elbow, I unclasped her bra, I ripped her cheap shorts at the seam too, I pulled out her thong like it was a rotten tooth. I shoved her into the armchair, jerked her legs under her, wrestled her down on the floor – she put up a put up fight, striking me painlessly with her little fists, quietly, without screaming for help or anything. I pinned her hands down, then slapped her on her left cheek, and, on a spur of a moment spat on her face. Staring down at the gob of my spit resting in the hollow of her eye and the side of her nose, I felt incredibly aroused. I pushed her legs apart and entered her. She was wet, she was wet around her cunt and she was drenching inside. The bitch loved being roughed up. Her pussy was tight and slippery and it engulfed my cock protectively. My girlfriend’s sister was a good piece of underage meat if there was ever one!

“Bravo, bravo!” It was Rachel. She was clapping her hands. “Now, soldier, come here and show your tough love to the other ladies.” I froze in midair for a second, and Rona used the opportunity to push me off of her and released herself. She distanced herself, panting hard, a wild, unfocused look in her acute eyes. I covered the distance and slapped her on her cheek again, and she took it quietly. She wiped my spit from her face. Her eyes were glistening both with pleasure and rage. A little wild animal. “Enough. Come here now,” Rachel said.

Rachel climbed on the bed and raised her ass up, offering it to me like a sacrifice. I strode towards her, my dick stiff and grabbed the cheeks of her ass and lapped my tongue at the offering: dense pubic pussy with vagina lips curled to the sides, its pink glistening with pussy juice and the wide crater of her asshole: both orifices looked like they’d been fucked thousands and thousands of times and each time the proprietor of this rich genital equipment must have felt like she was in heaven. I stuck my tongue into her pussy and chased around her clit, then I stuck my tongue into her asshole. I was surprised how deep I could get it in: almost half of my tongue got entrenched in it. When I took my tongue out it had a vague taste of shit, which I didn’t entirely dislike.

Ashleigh’s ass was right next to her mother’s, obediently raised up for my tasting. I probed my girlfriend’s familiar pussy, much tighter than her mother’s. I fucked her in the ass about two dozen times and it didn’t get stretched, not nearly as her mother’s had. I used both of my index fingers to compare the pussy juice, of the mother and the daughter, and the smell of their asses. I put both fingers in my mouth and tasted them. They were delicious.

Rachel mewed and slid down the bed and unzipped the duffel bag. She rummaged inside and produced a strap-on. She put it on and buckled it from behind. The eight-inch glass dildo locked in a leather triangle covered her forest-grown pussy. She leaned towards me and we merged in a kiss. Playfully I massaged her dildo-dick. Her breath and lips tasted of wine. Our tongues explored the insides of our mouths.

Meanwhile the two sisters were re-united on the bed. Rona was lying on her back, her breasts had the most perfect, symmetrical nipples I’d ever seen. Geometrically round circles with tiny pins in the middle. I nibbled at her nipples. One of my hand was buried in her pussy and the other in the pussy of her sister. I clasped both hands and for a second forgot which one was which, who was my girlfriend and who was her sister. It didn’t matter anymore. I was inflamed. All I knew was that there were three chicks on the bed and one of them had a strap-on and we gonna have first-rate orgy. This was so much better than sitting in the damn restaurant and pretending to be interested in other their bullshit.

We broke into couples. Rachel straddled Ashleigh and I took on Rona. As we were pumping at our girls, Rachel and I locked our hands around each other, our mouths merged in a kiss, my hands kneaded at her breasts. The girls were groaning and screaming underneath us. Both pussies were hot and eager; the cunt juices of both sisters stained my dick. Then we changed our partners. I was straddling my girlfriend, and Rachel her other daughter.

We climbed off and prepped for next act. The three girls, all members of the same no-male family, piled up on me, like it was a football game and they’d just tackled a player of the opposite team who’d made it almost all the way across the field. They leaped and bounced and smothered me. The drenched pussies, the sweaty asses, the dangling tits, the poky ears, the exploring hands, the cool legs, the squelching mouths and a lonely glass dildo seeking my asshole. Pinned to the bed, for a second I was afraid that I’d been deliberately lured into this trap and would be killed like some kind of sacrificial offering on the altar bed to Diana or some other Heathen Goddess those three witches were worshipping. First they’ll rape me, and then kill me. Maybe torture first.

But they wouldn’t let my body tense up and get prepped up for resistance. The soft compact bodies were in constant motion and were offering various parts of me to my mouth and to my dick. I couldn’t tell which pussy had just impaled itself upon my stiff dick and after a few pumps slid off for another one to take its place, then another, if to believe the super-tightness — an asshole, accompanied by collective moans and groans. A tit filled my mouth, then a tongue, then a farting ass filled my mouth with gases, then a mouth again, then a pussy that was literally dripping juice, and skin, miles of it for my hands to grope, pinch, caress, fondle.

At one point I was flipped over, my face buried in the chemicals-smelling bed sheet. My ass cheeks were parted, not altogether violently, lubricant applied with a long finger that had a long nail, which scraped me inside. I cried, and the nail-applicant apologized (Rachel? Rona?). Then the prior-mentioned glass dildo burrowed in my rectum. I gripped the bedding and screamed. The dildo went in and out, my contracted sphincter pulling me irrevocably towards an ass orgasm. But I wasn’t left alone with my pleasure. Belligerent Rona sat next to my head and gripped me by the hair. She pulled my head up and I screamed, this time in agony.

“You motherfucker,” Rona hissed, “you thought you could trample on me. I’ll fuck you up good, you hear me?”

I collected enough saliva in my mouth and spat at her. My spit landed on her chin and hung off it, like a booger from a nostril. I felt even more aroused. My body had become a six-foot penis. “Hey Ashleigh,” she called for her sister. “Get the handcuffs from that black bag, will you.”

Ashleigh came to the help of her sister and with that stupid grin on her face brought two pairs of police handcuffs. Without no further ado Rona locked my hands up to the bed railing with the cuffs before I comprehended what the hell they were doing to me.

“All right, young man, my girls will take turns in sodomizing you.” Rachel said and pulled out. She unbuckled her strap-on and tossed to her younger daughter. Half-turned I saw Rona buckling it around her waist, and then lowering herself towards my ass, and ramming right in. I groaned. The sensation wasn’t altogether unpleasant. Her fucking was violent, her movement abrupt and jerky, she would intensify the speed, then she’d slow down, and go fast again. When she got tired she gave the strap-on to my girlfriend. And my girlfriend, who’d done me with an ass pug a couple of times, shoved it up to the tilt. My ass was on fire, presently it ignited and detonated the rest of my body. I was very sore when she stopped, pulled out and unshackled me. I’d had two ass orgasms by then: the tiny explosions of ecstasy somewhere in the nether region of my colon. Rona unshackled me.

I waited for this moment of release to go for Rona’s throat. I locked my fingers around her little neck and pinned her down. She growled and her face resembled a semi-ripe tomato. “Chain her up,” her mother suggested mockingly. Two pairs of handcuffs landed on the bed next to me. I flipped Rona over and chained her to the bed railing. I stroked my dick, until it stiffened and shoved it down her ass without using any lubricant. Rona billowed, but I was merciless.

“We can do it together,” Rachel said. “Here, make space.” Rachel swung herself under her daughter, with her daughter’s ass facing her face, held her ass cheeks and plunged the dildo into her pussy. I lowered my butt onto Rachel’s face (she immediately began to lap at my asshole) and stuck my dick back into Rona’s asshole. Ashleigh, who would take whoever’s side as long it’s the side of the pleasure was feeding her pussy into her sister’s mouth. Her sister was greedily lapping at it, with the same gluttony as her mother was doing my asshole. Rachel and I were pumping Rona for maybe two minutes. Then Rachel pulled out and changed places with Ashleigh. I particularly enjoyed fucking Rona with my girlfriend. We changed places and I fucked Rona’s pussy lying underneath her and Ashleigh took it up her ass with a strap-on. A few minutes later that to me lasted days, or rather nights, of fucking, Rona’s body began to shake and shudder, she screamed and started cumming. I pulled out of her and offered my mouth for her profuse squirts. We unshackled her. She was all spent, half-dead, her eyes closed from exhaustion.

That left the three of us to finish up with each other. Ashleigh unbuckled the strap-on and tossed it on the floor. Rona lay curled up on the corner and we took the rest of the bed for our gymnastics. Rachel lay on her back in a missionary position. I plunged into her pussy that had had been caught in a tropical rain and Ashleigh dipped her pussy into her mother’s mouth. I grabbed my girlfriend’s tits from behind and massaged them while pumping at her mother with all the strength that was left in me. Suddenly Rachel’s body quivered, she screamed (waking her daughter up) and lay still, her eyes half-closed, her body slackened.

I felt lightened, and I intensified my movements. Ashlegh slid off, came around me and stuck her tongue into my ass, speeding up my orgasm. At the very brink, I pulled out and began to spurt on my girlfriend’s mother’s face. She opened her mouth like a grounded fish but my sperm was streaming all over her face: eyes, nose, cheeks, everywhere.

When I was done, Rachel said languidly, “I think that of all Ashleigh’s boyfriends I like you the most.”

“Well,” I said, lying on my back next to her, stroking the jungle of her pussy with my hand, “I’ll take it as a compliment. Thanks.”

My girlfriend lay on the other side, hugged me and kissed on the mouth. “Didn’t I tell you that my mom’s the best?”

I didn’t want to contradict her so I nodded and said, “Absolutely.”

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“I had coffee with Miranda this afternoon, you remember her, just turned forty, and and still a very attractive woman, a real cougar. She told me her internal plumbing precluded her from having intercourse, she needs a job, always difficult at her age, so she is considering going into business as a classy high-end cougar call girl,” I told my man Roger over dinner.

“I had coffee with Miranda this afternoon, you remember her, just turned forty, and and still a very attractive woman, a real cougar. She told me her internal plumbing precluded her from having intercourse, she needs a job, always difficult at her age, so she is considering going into business as a classy high-end cougar call girl,” I told my man Roger over dinner.

“Could you give me some business advice Sarah?,” she asked in her beautifully modulated voice. “I asked her what her point of difference would be compared to other call girls.

“My age for one, a forty-year old, then my experience, a classy cougar call girl with a size 12-14 voluptuous body. You know I am good at oral sex, cunnilingus and fellatio, oral sex for men and women. My plan is to provide cunnilingus and fellatio, oral sex for a couple in the same session, while each watches the other. What do you think Sarah? How can I make it happen?”

“I told her I thought it was a sound business idea, done correctly. Cunnilingus and fellatio, oral sex in one session from a cougar call girl is something my man and I would enjoy while we watched each other. I am already turned on at the thought of it,” I told her.

“Have you thought about your demographics, people, couples who would pay for your cunnilingus and fellatio, oral sex in the same session? How much do envisage charging your clients? How are you going to find clients? You could register with an agency, definitely your own website, contacts with the concierges at the top hotels,” I continued.

“I imagine my clients being jaded suburban couples, looking for a boost in their sex lives, tourists, business couples in town for a short while. What do you think I should charge Sarah, five-hundred a session?”

“You need to ask yourself, what would a wealthy couple be prepared to pay for exciting cunnilingus and fellatio, oral sex with a classy, high-end cougar call girl. My thoughts are if you were really good, you could charge at least fifteen hundred dollars and more. Do you think you could make your sessions exciting, so exciting your clients want to come back for more, repeat business, and recommend you to their friends?

“Of course Sarah. What do think I should wear to entertain my clients?“

“Making an entrance with maximum impact and taking charge should be a huge turn on for your clients, and you. My man and I love opening the door to a male or female sex partner and having them taking charge, turning us on, teasing us, making it obvious they are here for mutual sexual pleasure.

“Obviously wearing something sexy that people don’t wear every day, that will appeal to both the female and male. Killer heels are a must. You and I both know men love a woman in black stockings and a garter belt. If the woman has good tits, as you do, a cup-less bra is always an extra turn. And a thong or g-string on a woman with a good, big ass is always exciting.

“If I was a woman who was expecting cunnilingus, oral sex from a classy, high-end cougar call girl before she gave my partner fellatio, his turn on from a woman in black stockings and a garter belt would be an extension of my turn on.”

“What else should I do to prepare myself Sarah?”

“Learn how to flaunt your naked body even more than you have in the past, I have watched you in action.. One of my turn ons, and for most men is a woman with their pubes waxed or shaved in a neat triangle, with a gap at the sides, the first thing they focus on, the mid-point of their body. Stand with your hands on your hips, legs spread naked from the waist down to flash your shaved triangle. Make your clients want it.

“Before you launch you should have a trial run, an off Broadway rehearsal to eliminate any glitches and understand your clients expectations.”

“Would I turn on you and your man Sarah? Would my forty-year old voluptuous body turn you both on? Could your man get a hard on for me?,” Miranda asked as she motioned for me to remove her dress.

“Your almost naked, voluptuous body is turning me on. I love your big tits, and my man would be rapt with your big ass. So good with my man watching What you are proposing Miranda is something my man Roger I and me would enjoy, very much.”

“I appreciate your input, Sarah. I would love to trial my business venture with you and your man. Does Friday night work for you?”

Roger and I were looking forward to Miranda’s visit on the Friday. We had showered together after we trimmed each other’s pubes, and were naked under our matching, short silk dressing gowns for her.

“I am here for your sexual pleasure and mine Sarah and Roger. I want to provide cunnilingus and fellatio, oral sex for both of you in the same session, while you watch each other receiving oral sex from me.

“I am in charge, I want both of you to undress for me, I want you both naked for me before I show you my naked body,” Miranda told us in her dulcet voice, with a wonderful classy, sexy and understated accent.

“I wasn’t sure what to wear for such a sexually sophisticated couple, always difficult to please a lady and her man at the same time. Though I do hope you will like what I chose especially for you.”

Miranda had me hooked the moment she slowly lifted her short skirt to show me her jet black pubes waxed in a neat triangle, with a gap at the sides over her wonderful thighs highlighted by the straps of her garter belt holding up her stockings.

“I am going to tongue fuck your lady Roger, I am hoping it will be the best tongue fuck she has ever had. Even better than the ones she tells me about that you give her. Tell me which way you want me to tongue fuck her while you watch. You can look but not touch.”

“Standing, with one foot resting on the stool, in front of the full length wall mirror,” Roger told her just as I hoped he would.

“You are a very fuckable woman Sarah, legs and ass to die for,” Miranda told me, boosting my ego with her hands cupping my ass as she licked her way up my inner thighs, before the tip of her tongue found my clit.

So good while my man watched with a raging erection, teasing his erection with a fingertip as we held each other’s gaze. Miranda was an incredibly accomplished lover, doing wonderful things to my wet cunt lips with her tongue and fingertips. Pointy tongue, flat tongue, edging me to orgasm, slowly, building my desire, making me whisper, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.” Then a wonderful noisy orgasm, and another, and another. So good.

“Any particular way you want to receive your fellatio, your blow job while your lady watches Roger,” Miranda asked before he pointed to a low stool close to a wall. When Miranda sat on the stool her mouth was the same height as Roger’s erection thrusting out at ninety-degrees.

“I am going to use you, my erection is rock hard after watching you tongue fucking my lady,” he whispered as he rested his hands on the wall, and slid his erection between her pursed lips in a fucking motion. I couldn’t resist grasping his ass cheeks as I joined in, pushing and pulling. Then something we had enjoyed doing a few times before, my hands on his hips, my pubes against his ass in a fucking motion. “So good, so good, so fucking good, gunna cum,” he moaned as I enjoyed his long, noisy orgasm almost as much as he did.

“Do you have any more suggestions how I could attract more clients to my classy high-end cougar call girl service Sarah?,” Miranda asked after we showered together

“If your clients want to pleasure each other while you are having them you should allow them to. A three-way. Or you could tell them they can look but not touch, and you could punish them if they do. And remember talking dirty can be a huge turn on, for females and males. Or you could team up with a male, a stud, half your age Miranda.”

“I like the thought of some punishment, some domination. I told your man he could look but not touch. He disobeyed me. Would you like me to punish him Sarah?”

“Our day just became even more interesting Miranda. What punishment did you have in mind?,” I asked, teased really as Roger tuned in, still naked.

Again Roger had his hands on the wall, standing, legs spread as Miranda teased one of his thick leather belts over his ass cheeks. “Some men achieve erections when they are punished like that Miranda,” I told her, knowing from experience Roger most probably would.

“You disobeyed me Roger, I need to punish you. To hurt you while your lady watches. She told me I could, she has given me her permission. I think twelve hits on your ass should be satisfactory punishment for today. Are you ready?,” she asked moments before the leather struck his ass and he whimpered softly.

By the sixth strike they were both into it, really enjoying it, each stroke getting progressively harder and noisier. By the tenth stroke I decided to join in, tongue kissing Roger just after each stroke of the belt, Miranda and me both aware of his almost full erection.

“I never though I would enjoy punishing a man as much as this, you disobeyed me Roger, I needed to punish you, this is the last one. Do you want it even harder on your ass this time? Have I given you a new erection? Answer me?’

“Yes even harder, yes you have given me a new erection, make it even harder for me.”

“You need to say please,” Miranda told him as she teased the belt over his red ass cheeks, as I watched, turned on.

“Please” Yes even harder, yes you have given me a new erection, make it even harder for me. Please?

“As hard as that, will you obey me next time?,” Miranda asked above the noise.

“Oh fuck yes, I love it, so does my erection

“I told you, you could make your sessions so exciting your clients would want to come back for more, repeat business, and recommend you to their friends,” I told Miranda as she watched me giving Roger a hand job, sexual gratification for him.

:That was so exciting for me and Roger, a kinky and very exciting way to give him a second erection in one session,” I continued as his face contorted moments before he orgasmed. “Pleasure and pain Miranda, you could charge at least fifteen hundred dollars and more for a session as good as that.

Miranda phoned me a two weeks later. “I am going to change my business model Sarah, two women in the same session is far more exciting and less work than a woman and a man. I am going to insist on up to date pics before I take on new clients, some of them were not at all attractive, the men especially. And I insist on secure, six number codes before discussing details.”

Three months later Miranda met me for coffee. Just as I expected she had lots to tell me. “I raised my prices to at least $2,000 per session, and my bookings are stronger than ever. I charge a premium on Friday and Saturday nights.

“One of the standout sessions was the woman who wanted to give her stepson a twenty-first birthday present. The boy was beside himself as he watched me tongue fucking his step mother. He was huge, and she kept asking him if I was better than mommy when I gave him his blow job. I would have done that one for free.

“You would not believe some of the famous people I have serviced passing through town. A real buzz servicing some of the famous showbiz people. And some of the female politicians who insist on absolute discretion. There are lots of female business executives from overseas and out of town who want to have a trophy lesbian tongue fuck while they are in town.

“Remember you told me talking dirty can be a huge turn on, for females and males Sarah. Some of my female clients are so classy so sophisticated, so lady like and so beautifully spoken, you would not believe the language when I am tongue fucking them. And some of the names they call me. One regular lady keeps calling me, ‘You fucking lesbian bitch, I love it, don’t stop.’ Another calls me her beautiful, wonderful cunt fucker.

“And there are a surprising number of local classy, wealthy women who want to have a lesbian three-way with their lover. Some of the expensive lingerie they wear is just amazing and an extra turn on for them and me.

“A few days ago I had two such local classy, wealthy lesbian women, both in their forties. Neither of their husbands even suspected they were closet lesbians. They were both incredibly attractive and a turn on for me. An extra frisson while trying to keep it a secret from their husbands. And soaking up some BDSM to lessen their guilt.

“I owe you Sarah, I have new and lucrative career thanks to you. You and Roger should entertain me soon.”

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Susan was swimming alone in the pool as I walked into the hotel pool area. It was after 2am and I was a little surprised that anyone was there at all. She looked up at me and smiled as she continued her backstroke laps. Susan was about 16, I thought, with a very athletic body. She wore a red one-piece suit with high thigh-cut which clung tightly to her body. Her long blonde hair was wrapped in a tight ponytail.

“You’re a good swimmer” I said, attempting to start some conversation as I took off my robe and began to step into the warm pool.

She stopped swimming and stood up in the shallow end near me. “Thanks” she said as the water dripped from her tight body. “I like it here late since I can’t seem to sleep too well lately. My parents are snoring away in our room upstairs.”

“Yeah, I know what that’s like,” I answered. “Sometimes you just need to let off some energy.”

I noticed her checking out my body as I walked down the steps into the pool. I loved getting reactions to my blue bikini, from both women and men. It shows my ample cleavage and nice 30 year old body very well. I felt my nipples harden under her look, even though I was getting very warm. I noticed Susan’s small but firm tits under her thin suit also had some tiny buds showing through.

“Miss your boyfriend?” I asked. Susan looked at me a little funny, but answered “No, we broke up a while ago. He’s a jerk. I found out he was cheating on me.”

“That’s rough,” I said, moving closer to her. “Sometimes I think men just aren’t worth it.” She nodded, and I continued “You know, we can do all that they can do just by ourselves, we don’t really need them.”

Susan giggled, “Well, SOME things we can’t do like they can, if you know what I mean.”

I smiled, “Oh yeah? I think all we need is a little imagination and some basic tools, and we can do better.”

Susan nervously laughed, but I could tell she was intrigued. She watched me as I laid back and began backstroking, slowly kicking across the pool. She watched me all the way, I’m sure noticing my breasts floating nicely on the water constrained by my tight suit, as my long legs worked effortlessly. Susan walked into waist-deep water, and laid back against the pool edge, kicking gently.

After I made another lap, I stood up again. “Damn, this strap broke again” I lied as I slipped my arm out of one side. “I’ve got to get a new one.” Susan watched as I removed the other strap, as my large but firm breasts bounded out, nipples long and stiff in the air. I was looking at the clasp as if it were broken.

“Oh well, it’s just us girls anyway” I said as I turned the top around and unbuttoned the snap, gently lifting my tits to do it. “You don’t mind, do you?”

I glanced up to see Susan staring at my hardened nipples as I held my bikini top to the side. “Umm, no, not at all” she managed to stutter as she looked away quickly.

I smiled and squatted down in the water. Susan finally looked back at me. I turned away from her slightly as I slid my bikini bottom over my ass and down my legs, and quickly stood up in the shallow end. I tossed it to the side, still facing away from her. My ass was slightly out of the water, so I was sure she got a good look at it.

“I love to skinny dip anyway, it feels so free” I said as I turned back to Susan. “Did you ever try it?”

I caught Susan’s eyes checking my neatly trimmed blonde hair at my crotch. Her eyes slowly raised over my breasts, then to my own eyes. I looked directly into her brown eyes, and she quickly looked away, embarrassed that I had caught her admiring my nude body.

She looked hesitant, but then, as if deciding that she was too curious as to what I would do next, answered. “Yeah, my girlfriend and I used to do it all the time in her backyard pool at night.” Then she quickly added “Skinny dip, I mean.” She glanced at my breasts again, as she made up her mind. “OK, I could use some freedom.”

She turned her back to me, and began to lift the straps from her shoulders, slowly peeling it off her slim, but shapely body for me. She looked over her shoulder at me as she stripped, a slight smile on her face. I felt that twinge between my legs as she lowered the tight suit down, stretching it past her nice firm butt, and bent down to pick it up from the pool bottom. As she bent over, she slowly turned toward me, her small tits hanging under her, pink nipples hardened.

The biggest rush I felt though, was when she slowly stood and turned to toss the suit to the side, and I saw her almost hairless pussy. I could see her pink lips starting to show through the few strands of blonde hair. Her nice thighs were slightly parted as she stood there, so that they converged at her nearly-bald crotch. This was one hot looking girl. Her waist was tiny, making her chest look bigger than it really was. She had a perfect hourglass figure for a girl her age.

I could tell that she was interested in me, I had seen those looks before. Some girls will clam up right away and need more gentle prodding, but Susan was ready for some woman-and-girl experimentation. I decided to be bolder. We both walked into waist deep water, and I stretched out on my back on the water, floating toward her. She came a little closer, until I was next to her, my body across the water in front of her. I looked up into her dark eyes as they roamed my body, taking extra time looking at my pussy. I kicked slowly, spreading my legs slightly to give her a good view of my own puffy lips.

As I floated closer, my side brushed her stomach as she stood, and I felt the electric jolt of desire flow through both of us. She jumped back slightly, but then, getting bolder, moved back towards me slowly. I just gazed into her eyes, trying to let her know that I was open to whatever she wanted. Susan hesitatingly reached out to touch me, placing her hand on my flat stomach just below my heaving breasts. Her eyes were looking them over, noticing the hardened nipples. Her eyes rose to meet mine, looking for the next OK.

“Go ahead, feel them” I said, and she began to caress my tits, gently at first, making my nipples harden even more under her touch. She was enraptured with my body, as she now began pinching softly my nipples. “Ohh, that feels good, Susan,” I said. “I like your touch.”

“I like the feel of your body,” she said. “You’re so beautiful and soft. You must have lots of boyfriends.”

“Well,” I said, “I suppose I could, but right now I’d rather be with you.” Susan smiled and continued stroking me. She put one hand under the small of my back, holding me in the water, as the other ran up and down my body. She ran her hand down to my mound, stopping at the hairline. I was covered in goose bumps from the excitement of her touch. “Go ahead, touch me” I encouraged her.

“Tell me what to do,” she whispered. I could tell that she was eager to learn. Her breathing was rapid as her little tits heaved on her chest, her eyes wandering over my body.

“When you and your girlfriend skinny dipped, did you ever touch each other?” I asked, hoping to bring up some emotions.

“Well,” she answered slowly, “we were only about 11 or 12, we really didn’t know what to do.”

I kept prodding as she continued stroking me “did you kiss?”

“Yeah, sometimes.” Susan answered, “We pretended we were the other’s boyfriend. We would touch each other, but neither of us had much in the way of breasts, although I liked to play with Jane’s, she had little nubs before I did.”

“How about her pussy?,” I asked. “Did you like to touch hers?”

Susan looked longingly at mine. “We would both get pretty wet when we played with each other” she was opening up now. “We kind of rubbed each other’s slit, but I don’t think we ever really gave each other a real orgasm or anything.”

I really wanted to take her now, but I decided to let her do the exploring for now. It felt too good to have this virgin girl experiment on me.

“Just do to me what you think you’d like done to you” I said.

Susan’s hand went down to my pussy, her finger slipping into my moist slit gently. She felt for my clit, and I shivered as she found it immediately, stiffened, waiting for her touch. This girl really knew her way around a chick’s body. I’m sure she must have played with herself often to know just where to touch me. I closed my eyes and let her pleasure me, sliding her finger up and down my moistening slit, her palm touching my clit just enough to tease me. Then she slipped her finger into my hole, and I let myself go limp in the water, weightless in her hands.

She entered me slowly, as she brought me closer to her chest, her tits right next to my face. I flicked out my tongue to her nipples, letting it slide over her small mounds. Susan shivered as she moaned, continuing to stroke my cunt. She pulled me closer to her, giving me easier access to her chest as I continued sucking her bite sized tits into my mouth. She found my clit, which was stiff from excitement about fucking this little girl. She began to stroke it with her fingers, letting it slide between them. As she finger fucked me, I could tell that she was getting too excited to stand for long, holding me up in the water.

“Let’s move to the side of the pool” I said as I let her tit slide out of my mouth, even though I didn’t want her to stop playing with my clit.

She gently let me down and I stood in front of her. Taking her head in my hands, I lowered my mouth to hers, sending an electric shock through both of us as our lips touched. I slipped my tongue against her lips, and she opened her mouth, allowing me to enter her mouth with my tongue. She hungrily sucked it, as she grasped my hard ass with her fingers. I moved my hands down to her heaving chest, palming her little titties and stroking the hard nipples between my fingers. She pulled me closer to her, our blond mounds pressing together underwater. I stopped to take a breath.

“Come on, sit up on the edge of the pool” I said, leading her to the edge.

I grasped her waist and quickly lifted her onto the side of the pool, her hips about even with my chest. She put her hands on my tits, kneading the heavy mellons in her palms as she watched me. My hands were still on her waist, but now I moved them lower to her thighs. They were very muscular for a young girl, and commented on how lovely they were. I stroked the outside of her legs, waiting for her to open them for me, not wanting to push too hard. Susan leaned forward, her beautiful face touching mine for a kiss. Her eyes focused on mine as she slowly spread her legs, scooching forward on the pool side slightly. I looked down to her bald pussy, the pink lips swollen from her excitement. Her slit was wet from her own juices, and I could smell the young lust from her sweet cunt.

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Slowly, I leaned forward to kiss the tops of her thighs, working my way between her legs. I lifted one up and kissed the inside of her knee, working slowly up with my lips as I placed the leg on my shoulder. I touched the other leg, and she immediately placed that one up on my other shoulder as she leaned her head back, waiting for the inevitable.

I continued slowly kissing up her leg, stopping at her crotch as I kissed her smooth belly. I could feel just the hint of pubic hair on my chin as I slowly worked lower, feeling the wetness of her slit on my chin. I touched her pussy lips with my open mouth, and Susan shivered noticeably, a soft moan escaping from her young lips. She opened her legs even more. I let my tongue slip out, gently licking her soaking slit from the top down, then up again slowly. I could feel her young clit stiffen as I passed over it with my soft tongue. She slowly began to gyrate her hips, pushing her cunt gently into my flickering tongue.

Then I placed my mouth over her pussy, my top lip on her clit, as I slowly explored around her hole with my tongue. The juices were flowing quickly, and I swallowed, enjoying the youngster’s taste. I gently pushed my tongue into her entrance, and she grabbed my head, pulling herself closer to me. I slipped it into her as far as I could, as my hands wandered up her body to her heaving breasts. I pulled and fondled her hard, stiff nipples, as I continued working my tongue in and out of her gushing pussy.

She was beginning to twitch, lifting her hips off the edge a little, then pulling my head into her wetness. I gently slipped my middle finger into her slit, letting her juices lubricate it well. Slowly, I began pushing it into her flowing cunt, slipping it all the way in as I continued to tongue her clit. She was tight, but took it easily, moaning softly as I moved it in and out of her hot pussy. Her moans became louder, and I started sucking harder on her stiffness, my mouth covering her snatch. I knew what was happening now, as I felt the buildup of her clit as her cunt exploded it’s nectar into my face, She pulled me even tighter, as she moaned louder and louder, bucking her hips wildly as I tried to keep my finger inside her, my tongue on her spasming clit.

It was a long orgasm, followed by several smaller tingles as she came down from each one slowly. I backed out my finger, kissing gently at her slit, and licking slowly out to her thighs. My face was soaking wet from her come, and she was looking at me hungrily.

“Oh my god, I’ve never felt one like that before!” she said, eyes wide.

“That was a lot more than one, my dear” I said, realizing that she had never experienced multiple orgasms before. “Now you know what a woman can do with a woman.”

She slipped back into the pool, taking me in her arms, pressing her body to mine as she kissed me deeply. She took my tongue into her mouth, sucking her own juices off it, seeming to enjoy every drop. We kissed like that for a while, stroking each other’s bodies as our hands wandered over them. I was about to come myself just from her touches, but I knew I needed to wait. I wanted her to enjoy the feeling of bringing me off herself.

She grasped my big tits, kneading them gently in her hands. Slowly, she kissed my chest, trailing her tongue down my cleavage, as she squeezed them together. She slowly kissed my breast, all around the nipple as it hardened again under her touch. Then, she opened her mouth and took my tit into it, sucking and licking it at the same time. It felt wonderful to have this girl making love to my tits. She flicked her tongue over the nipple, gently biting down with her lips and teeth. She worked over one, then the other, as I enjoyed her mouth on my tits.

“Let’s get out of the water” I whispered, not really wanting her to stop.

I led her up the stairs, and we laid next to each other on some exercise mats. I laid on my back, and Susan gently began to kiss me again, leaning over me as we sucked tongues together. She again began kissing lower, going back to work on my tits, nipples hard as I ever remember. She was kneeling up now by my side, and I slowly began to spread my legs apart, hoping she’d pick up on the hint. Susan slid her leg between mine as she continued sucking and licking my breasts, and as I moved my other leg over, knelt between my legs, her knees together. I stroked her hair as she kissed my tits, gently guiding, but not pushing her lower. She didn’t resist, but kissed gently lower to my flat stomach, licking at my belly button. It felt wonderfully erotic as her velvet tongue kissed my body, and I took my own breast in my hand, kneading it as she kissed lower.

Finally, she reached my mound, and kissed at my pubic hair. I arched my back a little, giving her easy access to my wet slit. I felt a twinge through my body as her lips touched my pussy lips, now swollen with lust, slightly spread for her. Her tongue slipped into the slit, and she began licking and kissing my pussy lips, her tongue working deeper into my cunt. This girl was a natural cunt-eater, I thought. She was touching all the right places. I bent my knees up, pulling her face closer to my crotch as she lapped at my flowing cunt. Her hands ran up to my breasts, and she kneaded them both, fondling me as she continued sucking my juices, bringing me nearer and nearer. I thrust my hips up, her tongue meeting me with each thrust. I squeezed her hands onto my tits harder, guiding her as she caressed my breasts, flicking the nipples gently with her fingers. Her tongue slipped into my hole, and she drove it in and out, stopping to lick at my erect clit as she entered and exited the flowing cunt. She was fucking me expertly with her thick tongue, my thrusts meeting hers.

She continued kneading my tits as she licked, and I began to buck my hips, the start of a huge orgasm building in my body. Suddenly, it hit. I slammed my cunt into her lapping tongue, spilling my juices over her face as she eagerly drank, still squeezing my tits together as she held her tongue on my spasming clit.

“Yes, oh yes Susan” I screamed as I felt I would literally explode.

When each wave hit, I threw my head back, humping my gushing cunt into her face. Slowly, it subsided, and Susan let her tongue relax, as she slowly kissed her way back up my body, gently touching me everywhere with her lips. I pulled her face toward mine, hers now wet with my cum. We kissed deeply as I sucked my own juices off her tongue, tasting the stickiness of my pussy. We laid there, embracing for a while, as we stroked each other’s bodies, her head on my heavy chest.

“Thank you” she whispered, as she reached up to kiss me. “I loved doing that to you.”

After a few minutes, we decided that we’d better get back to our rooms.

“What do you do?” she asked me as I pulled my robe over my nude body.

“I’m a photographer” I said. “And I’d like you to model for me, if you would.” Susan was impressed.

“What kind of photography?” she asked. “Oh, mostly free-lance” I answered, “But I really enjoy nude and erotic photography.”

“I’ll bet you do,” she laughed. “Do you use yourself as a subject?”

“Actually, yes,” I said. “I have a little remote control that I’ve used quite a bit. I’ll show you some of my work later, if you want.”

We made a date for the next evening, and she slipped her suit back on, sliding her beautiful body into it, now proudly exhibiting herself as she pulled the tight suit over her tits.

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I heard a soft knock on the door.

“It’s Susan” said a low voice.

I opened the door to find her, blond hair cascading beautifully over her shoulders. She wore skin-tight jeans, and a buttoned white blouse. Her lacy bra was visible through the thin fabric. Her makeup was done well, her beautiful brown eyes accented perfectly. I too was wearing jeans, and a t-shirt. I had no bra or underwear underneath, and I felt my nipples harden just looking at Susan’s tight firm ass as she walked into my room.

My room was a mini-studio, with different backgrounds spread against one wall, the camera and lighting equipment everywhere. I offered her a drink, and we sat at the table as she began looking through my portfolio. I showed her some jeans ads that I had done, as well as some food shots.

“This is really good” she said, as she looked through the book. “But where’s the other stuff you told me about?”

I smiled, and pulled another book from a shelf. “You mean the erotic book?” I smiled. “You have to be over eighteen to see these, you know” I kidded.

“Well, I won’t tell anyone, I guess.”

I sat close to her as she opened the book. There were pictures of women partially nude, some with lingerie, and some Playboy-type poses, fully nude.

“These women are all beautiful,” she said. “Did you make love to them all?”

“I wish!” I laughed. “No, only a few are open to explore like we are,” I said as I stroked her long blonde hair.

Susan pressed on, though. “Tell me which ones,” she insisted, as she continued flipping through the pages, admiring some of the beautiful bodies.

I got up, and pulled another book off the shelf.

“You might be interested in this one,” I said, placing it on top of the one she was looking at.

She opened to the first page, which showed a picture of me with a tall redhead, her face buried between my wide-open legs, both of us totally nude.

“Oh my god!” gasped Susan. “How did you get this?” She flipped through the other pictures from the same shoot, some with me licking at her big, firm tits, others with us in a 69 position.

“That’s my remote” I said, showing her a little hand-held button. “I just press this when I want a picture.” I again sat next to Susan, stroking her back as she gazed at the pictures, flipping back and forth.

“Where did you get that?” she asked excitedly, as she pointed to a photo. In it, I knelt in front of the redhead as she laid before me, legs spread. Strapped around my waist, and sticking out from my crotch was a huge dildo.

“That’s just one of my many props,” I said, leaning close to her ear, as I kissed her cheek. Susan turned to me, opening her mouth as our tongues explored each other’s mouths. This girl was already hot from seeing the photos, and was ready for some action. I decided to prolong our pleasure.

“How about some shots?” I said as I broke off the kiss and got up, taking a camera.

She stood up. “I don’t know what to do,” she said.

“Stand in front of the backdrop,” I said, “and just look sexy.” She walked over, and started posing for me. “Don’t play to the camera,” I said, “just try to seduce me.”

“I think I can do that,” Susan smiled. I clicked away as she began to show off her body, turning to show her tight buns, leaning down, jutting her chest forward. She was actually pretty good at this, I thought.

“OK,” I said, “now really seduce me. But you can’t touch me yet.”

She pouted her lips, but then realized what she should do. Slowly, she unbuttoned her blouse, pulling it out of her jeans as she showed her sexy teddy.

“Keep going,” I said as I continued shooting.

She then unbuttoned her jeans, sexily leaning back as she unzipped the zipper, slowly spreading the fly. I could see that she wore no underwear under the teddy, as her soft blonde hair was visible at her crotch. Slowly, she let her blouse fall to the floor, and she slowly pulled the teddy’s straps off her shoulders, her jeans still tight around her waist with the fly opened.

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She held her loosened teddy to her chest, then slowly pushed it down, revealing her beautiful firm tits, pink little nipples hard and erect. She slid it down her sides, and began running her hands down her from her chest to her waist, then back up, caressing her tits with her palms. Then, placing her hands on her waist, palms in, she began to push her jeans lower. Slowly, she turned as she lowered them past her firm ass, as she pressed it toward the camera. Then, turning back to face me, she bent over, pulling her jeans down to her ankles.

She slowly stood up, her hands running up her legs as she did, her almost-bald pussy visible under her see-through teddy as her hands continued up to her breasts, squeezing them gently. She stepped out of the jeans, her long legs slightly spread as she posed with the teddy only covering the lower half of her beautiful body. Then, reaching one hand down the front to her crotch and the other behind her, she grasped and unsnapped the teddy at the crotch, slowly pulling the two ends up and away, showing me her nice young pussy as she stood, looking directly at me and the camera. The teddy was still wrapped around her waist, and I snapped away at the sexy young girl as she posed, knowing that she was getting me hotter with every move. She posed for some more shots, then stepped out of the teddy, and started posing completely naked, leaning against the end of a wall, taking shots as I steamed up the lens.

She was a good subject, her firm breasts thrust forward as she posed, giving typical model poses for a Playboy shoot or something. I clicked away as she turned sideways, one hand on the wall as she looked back, her nice firm ass in profile, nipples hardened, hair fluffed up.

Finally, she walked toward me, now ignoring the camera. I still held it as she knelt in front of me, reaching to unbutton my jeans. I let her pull down the zipper as she put her hands around my waist, sliding them lower on my hips. She reached around to grasp my ass, squeezing by firm bare buns gently. Then, she slowly pulled the jeans down my legs, my blonde pussy facing her as I stepped out of them. I still wore my t-shirt, which extended down past my waist, about even with my crotch.

Susan knelt in front of me, her hands on my hips as she reached under the shirt, sliding her hands up toward my waist. She pulled her nude body closer to me, her face at my stomach as she raised the shirt off my body as her hands continued upward, finally reaching my heaving breasts. Gently, she caressed them, fondling the large globes as she pulled on the hard nipples. I looked down into her upraised face, as she gazed at me, smiling.

Finally, I put down the camera and pulled the shirt over my head, her hands still searching and fondling my tits. She began to kiss my flat belly, her tongue flicking at my belly button, as she lowered her kisses to my blonde mound. Her lips gently pulled at my pussy hair as she continued to stroke my breasts, squeezing more firmly now. I could feel my own wetness building as she lowered her face, her chin and nose nuzzling my slit. I parted my legs slightly, giving her more access to my already puffed pussy lips, now hot and swollen.

Susan began to kiss my emerging clit gently, and I relaxed and let her have her way. She slid her tongue into my slit, licking up and down as my juices flowed onto her pretty face. She continued looking into my eyes as she ate and fondled me, her face glowing with desire. Finally, she buried her face into me, cramming her tongue into my cunt as I began to gyrate my hips. I reached down to pull my outer lips apart, giving her full access to my gushing juices and stiff clit. She immediately sucked it into her mouth, running her tongue all around it as I moved my own fingers to my nub. I held my cunt lips with two fingers, and began to diddle my own hot, erect clit with another finger as she sucked at my slit. She slid her tongue into my cunt entrance, penetrating slowly with the velvet softness.

I was close to cumming now, as I began to rub myself harder, diddling my clit with my finger. She dropped a hand off my tit, and ran her own finger under my slit, around to my ass, caressing my cunt as she continued to suck. She slipped her finger into my hole, her tongue still at my entrance as she slowly fucked me with her finger, still greedily drinking my juices. Her face was covered with my cum, and looking down at her, I began to submit to the overtaking orgasm. My legs went weak as it hit me, as I took my hand from my spasming clit only to have Susan quickly pull the throbbing flesh into her mouth. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over me, this young beautiful girl enjoying every second of my pleasure as she drank from my gushing cunt, moaning loudly into it as she sucked.

Slowly, she pulled away from my cunt as the waves subsided, still sending shock waves over me as she kissed my mound and thighs, squeezing my ass gently. I reached down to her, pulling her up to stand in front of me. Pulling her close, we kissed for a long time, our tongues floating freely in each other mouths, as I ground my tits into her own young, firm titties. Our mouths sucked and pulled at each other, sharing my own wet cunt juices from her face and tongue. Our hands groped each other’s firm buns, running up and down our backs as we kissed. Finally, Susan pulled back.

“I’ve got to catch my breath,” she gasped. “That was intense! I came when you did! I didn’t even touch myself! That’s never happened before!” She was elated.

“Giving pleasure is the best way to get pleasure,” I said. “Now you know how that works! But you still have to let me have my turn, you know.”

Susan smiled, “Oh yes, you’ll get your turn,” she replied, playfully thrusting her crotch forward.

I could see her pink pussy lips glisten with wetness under the camera lights, and realized just how hot she was now. I walked over to the couch, and laid on my back, one leg raised over the low back of the sofa.

“I want you to sit on my face now, Susan,” I said, surprising myself with my voice, which sounded pleading.

I realized now that this girl had taken over the master’s role, and I would do anything she wanted. Luckily, she wanted her cunt eaten as badly as I wanted to taste it. She walked over next to me, letting me look at her hot body as she stood there for a second. Then, facing my feet, she raised her leg over me, kneeling beside my head, her blonde pussy inches above my face. I grasped her by the hips, pulling her wetness lower to my mouth. She knelt upright, and slowly bent her legs lower, letting her slit brush my lips, allowing me to taste her sweet juices. I flicked my tongue out toward her pink slit, but she quickly pulled away, kneeling upright again.

“I’ll direct you” she said in a low, sexy voice. “Do what I say.”

I couldn’t believe that this little girl could become so dominant, literally overnight. But I loved the thought of what I would do to her, so I let her continue.

“Lick all around it, don’t touch it,” she whispered. And she lowered herself as my tongue flicked on her outer lips, careful to not touch the sweet slit.

“Lick up to my ass,” she continued, and I let my tongue slide up toward her anus, looking pink and clean as I slid up and down her crack.

“Now, ram your tongue in my cunt!” she practically yelled, as she slammed herself down on my face. I pushed my tongue into her soaking hole, sliding it up as far as I could, before she pulled up again, gasping.

“Oh god, now kiss my slit,” she asked, her voice softening. “But don’t lick it!” she added, her firm tone returning to her voice.

I began to slide my lips over her smooth cunt as she rocked, swinging her hips back and forth over my mouth. My hands were still on her hips, holding her over my mouth. Her hands reached for her own little breasts, and she began squeezing the tennis-sized tits as she humped my face. Suddenly, she stopped, lifting herself off of me. My own cunt was beginning to really juice up, as this little girl exited me. I squeezed my legs together, enjoying the pressure on my own clit. Slowly, Susan leaned forward, running a hand down my stomach to my wet crotch. I again parted my legs, and her hand caressed my snatch. Slowly, she lowered her pussy back down to my face.

“Lick my clit” she said, her breathing becoming labored.

I gladly flicked her little nub over my tongue, sucking and licking her gushing slit as I worked her beautiful cunt. She leaned even further forward, and I felt her titties touch my stomach, as she pressed her own face toward my wet pussy. She continued rocking back and forth over my face, sliding her wetness over my thrusting tongue. I felt a jolt of pleasure as her tongue again entered my slit, caressing my erect clit and drinking my juices. We humped each other’s faces in a moaning sixty-nine, pleasuring each other’s cunts with our lips and tongues.

Soon, Susan began to push harder into my mouth, as her breathing really picked up, moaning into my own wet pussy. Her tongue danced all around my stiff clit, then she plunged it into my hole, filling it with her soft tongue. I felt her orgasm build as I slid my own tongue deep into her cunt, drinking her sweet juices as she humped my face. I too was building up, but I concentrated on her pleasure as she began to buck harder and harder, lifting herself off my face slightly, then slamming down again. I felt myself begin to cum as I felt her clit twitch on my lips, splashing juices over my face. I too bucked into her moaning mouth, as another wave came over us both, and she drank my juices gladly.

One after another, the orgasms swept over our bodies, each other’s lips feeling the pressure as our cunts squirted juices all over each other’s face. It was wonderful, and Susan collapsed on top of me, pushing herself down a little on my body so I could catch my own breath between her legs. She then turned around on the couch, squeezing beside me as she laid her head on my chest. I stroked her hair as we nuzzled each other, kissing softly as we laid there. I tasted my own juices again on her mouth, and she was able to taste hers from mine.

“That was even better than last night,” she said quietly. “You are an incredible woman.”

I just kissed her softly, and answered, “Now you’re a woman too, Susan. Now you know what a woman can do for another. You won’t ever forget me.” We slept together that night, making love most of the night. Susan was eager to learn all about lovemaking, using all of my experience and ‘tools’.

When she left the next morning, she could barely walk. As I kissed her at the door, we said goodbye for good. She left that day, but I’ll always remember her as the girl I awakened the lesbian within.

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