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Losing you

As I sat in the window seat watching the rain and the wind causing waves on the normally still lake, I could only help wonder at how the weather reflected my mood. Yesterday had been gloriously sunny and calm and everything had been good in my life. Now my heart was broken and my emotions were threatening to drown me in a torrential downpour from which I could find no shelter.

How could I have been so stupid? Why couldn’t I just leave things alone? Why did I have to push you away from me? Why couldn’t I just accept your love as it was?

I thought back to the day we first met 5 years ago. It had never occurred to me that I might find love with another woman until I went to a gay club with my best friend Rob.

We were dancing with abandon when a petite girl with short brown bed hair and deep brown eyes made her way across the dance floor towards us. She was obviously flirting and I kind of felt sorry for her making all that effort to flirt with a guy who was never going to be interested in her.

Eventually it dawned on me – we’re in a gay club! She knows Rob’s gay. She’s gay. She’s flirting with me!

I turned to Rob with wide eyes, not sure what to do.

“Oh hell Rob, she’s flirting with me, I ought to tell her I’m straight”

His laugh was hearty and honest as he leant down to my ear so I could hear him above the music.

“Are you sure about that? You go out with guys but you never really want to sleep with them and you end every relationship before things get vaguely serious – why not just go with the flow and see what happens?”

I stared at him gob smacked. What the hell was he talking about? But he just grinned at me and turned his back on me to dance with a cute guy that had caught his eye earlier.

I turned back to look at the girl and found her stifling a laugh. She’d obviously heard every word we’d said and I felt like crawling under a rock and hiding.

“You look terrified, am I really that frightening?” she asked laughing.

“You look like you could do with something to calm your nerves, at least let me buy you a drink? I promise I won’t bite”

She turned and deftly wound her way through the dancers to the bar with me trailing lamely in her wake.

“What are you drinking or shall I surprise you?”

“Oh I’ll have whatever you’re having” I replied trying not to let my tongue tie me in knots. Why the hell do I feel so nervous? It’s not like I haven’t been hit on by girls before; what happened to my usual answer of ‘I’m flattered but straight, sorry’?

I’d lost sight of her as she elbowed her way to the crowded bar but she was back in a flash with 2 tall glasses that looked like they contained fruit juice. I took a long pull on my drink and quickly realised that it wasn’t nearly as innocent as it looked – but it was delicious!

“I have no idea what’s in that but I like it”

“It’s a secret recipe of my own creation. Maybe I’ll divulge it to you when I know you better” she said as she smiled at me while ruffling her short fluffy hair in a really engaging way.

I couldn’t help watching her every move and mannerism, she seemed so self assured and comfortable that I felt like a bumbling idiot by comparison.

She grabbed my hand and led me outside onto the veranda and we were lucky enough to find a table in a quiet area near the back. Most of the tables we passed contained people kissing or groping each other, not caring that they were in full sight of everyone else.

As we sat down she took my hand in a formal hand shake and said “Hi, my name’s Chris”

“Kate, pleased to meet you”

She grinned at me and I noticed that although she’d stopped shaking my hand it was still clasped firmly in hers.

“Well, now we’ve been formally introduced maybe you’ll stop looking so terrified? So what’s a gorgeous straight girl like you doing in a place like this? Are you just here to drive us dykes wild with unrequited passion?”

I nearly dropped my glass but managed to recover my composure as I mentally told myself to just chill out and enjoy myself – we’re just having a drink right?

“It seems that my friend has decided that I’m not straight, despite the evidence to the contrary. Wait ’til I catch up with the bugger later!”

And that was it. We talked about everything and anything and found that we had lots in common including a love of motorbikes and eclectic music tastes. We got on so well that time flew by and the next time I looked at my watch I was astounded to find we’d sat outside in the summer night for 2 hours chatting and drinking.

“Oh my god, I’d better go and find Rob or he’ll think I’ve abandoned him!”

I stood up to go and suddenly felt awkward again but Chris came to my rescue by standing and giving me a big friendly hug and a peck on the cheek and saying that she’d had a nice time. She pressed a card into my hand that read ‘Chris Taylor, Area Sales Manager’ and she’d scrawled a mobile number on the back.

“Any time you want to hook up bursa escort for a drink and a chat, give me a call”

“I will, I promise” I kissed her cheek and walked into the club to look for Rob wondering if she was watching me as I walked away.

I found Rob quickly but didn’t know what to do. He was kissing deeply with the cute guy he’d been dancing with and I didn’t want to intrude, but I slipped over to him and tapped him on the shoulder gently.

I’d been to clubs with Rob plenty of times before and we had our routine worked out.

“I’m wacked, reckon I’ll go grab a cab soon” equated to I’m happy to leave on my own – do you want to stay longer?

“I thought I’d hang out a bit longer” meant I like this guy, are you sure you don’t mind me ignoring you / leaving you to go home alone?

“No problem Babe, enjoy the rest of your evening. Call me tomorrow” and I kissed the top of his head and walked away.

I’d picked the wrong time to leave as there wasn’t a cab in sight but the queue of waiting people was horrendous so I decided to go back inside and have another drink and hope that it was better in half an hour.

As I was standing at the bar waiting to be served a familiar voice sounded in my ear.

“I could have sworn I just saw you leave the club on your own, I thought I’d driven you away?”

The sound of her voice sent an unexpected shiver through me and the hair on the back of my neck stood up on end.

I turned to face her and found myself staring at her lips, inspecting her features as if committing them to memory, and then I did something I’ll never forget. I took her face in my hands and kissed her briefly but tenderly on the lips.

I’m not sure who was more startled. Chris stared at me in amazement as a smile spread across her face.

“You’ve never done that before have you?”

“No. That obvious huh?”

“Only because of the look on your face, what made you kiss me? Not that I’m complaining”

“Because I wanted to; I don’t know why because I’ve never wanted to kiss a woman before but if I’m being honest I’d quite like to do it again.”

Chris took my hand and led me back out onto the veranda where our table was still free. We sat and just looked at each other for a few seconds but it felt like an eternity until slowly Chris leant towards me and planted her lips on mine. She kissed me softly and slowly and I felt her tongue probing against my lips, so I parted them slightly and allowed her to kiss me fully and deeply until I pulled away in need of air.

“Oh my god!” my breath caught in my throat and my heart was beating like a drum. I looked into those deep brown eyes and knew I had to have more.

“Will you do that again – please?”

Chris placed a hand behind my neck and drew me towards her and this time our lips locked fiercely with passion and urgency. As our tongues swirled and probed I became increasingly aware of my body responding in a way that no kiss had ever prompted before. I was floating in a dreamy cloud and could feel my nipples hardening against the confines of my bra and there were little electric shocks pulsing from my clit. Was it possible to cum from just a kiss? Suddenly a glass smashed behind me and I was jolted back to reality as drunken shouts made me all too aware of my surroundings.

Chris’ voice was deep and husky as she took my hands in hers.

“We could take this somewhere more private if you like?”

In that instant I knew that if I left with Chris I wouldn’t be satisfied with a kiss and a moment’s doubt flashed across my mind, quickly erased by the look of lust in her eyes

“I think I’d like that” and I stood and took her hand, willing her to lead me somewhere, anywhere we could be alone.

Her brother ran the club and she took me through a door at the rear of the bar and up 3 flights of narrow Victorian stairs into the living quarters above, the music receding as we climbed higher.

We stood on the landing and she looked like she was trying to make her mind up about something.

“The living room’s in there but it’s usually a tip and my brother might disturb us. My bedroom is just through there if you’d prefer?” Her eye’s searching my face to gauge my reaction, I knew this was a question about much more than location and I amazed myself by pushing her towards the bedroom door bodily.

As the door shut behind me I took Chris into my arms and hugged her tightly relishing the feeling of holding her female form so close to mine. Could I really have got it so wrong for all those years?

“I don’t know what to do, will you teach me?”

“Oh yes, but don’t worry, it’ll come to you. Just think about all the things that you wished your boyfriends had done for you”

Her lips found my neck causing me to shiver and as her hands ran down my sides, lightly brushing the edges of my breasts I couldn’t stop a small moan escaping my lips. She sat me on the bed and looked into my eyes.

“You’re sure you want to do escort bursa this? You can still say no if you want to”

Her pupils were dilated which I found deeply erotic and I answered her by raising a shaky hand up to her throat and tracing the V of her Tee shirt down towards her breasts. The air seemed too thick to breathe as she started to slowly unbutton my shirt, never once taking her eyes off mine, constantly checking for consent as she slipped it off my shoulders and it fell to the bed.

She stood and pulled her Tee shirt over her head and as she undid her bra I could see her big dark nipples standing firm and erect and suddenly I had to suck them.

I stood and stared at them, unsure of myself until she smiled and said “Go ahead honey, just go with the flow and do what you feel”

So I bent and took the first one into my mouth like a starving baby. I suckled greedily as Chris reached behind me to let my own breasts fall free and as she cupped one of them in her hand and caressed the nipple with her thumb I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

Chris lifted my head from her breast and pulled me into a tight embrace, and as she kissed me the sensation of feeling our naked skin pressing against each other was driving me wild with a passion & desire I had never felt for a man. Sex for me had always been something I could take or leave but I was beginning to see why other people considered it a big deal – I’d obviously been doing it with the wrong people!

Chris pushed me gently backwards onto the bed without once taking her lips away from mine, as she lay beside me I felt her hand tracing light circles on my stomach – her touch was so gentle I could barely feel it but she was making me tingle deliciously. Her hand came up to my breasts and she trapped one swollen nipple between finger and thumb making it so erect it was almost painful, and as she started to nibble my ear I thought I would lose it there and then.

“Are you ready to take the next step baby?” she purred into my ear.

I could barely speak but managed to nod and the squeak that escaped my mouth must have been taken as a yes as she lifted herself from the bed and leant down to undo the button on my jeans as I watched her full breasts sway down towards me slightly.

My zip was lowered and she slipped her hands under my arse to raise my hips so she could pull my jeans off.

“Want to take it slowly and save some for later or just go for broke”

“Do it” I growled back, and she grabbed the waistband of my panties with my jeans and peeled them both over my legs swiftly and efficiently.

Suddenly I was aware of my complete nakedness in front of a relative stranger, but instead of feeling scared or embarrassed I felt wild & empowered. I stood up and kissed Chris deeply as I undid her combat trousers and they fell to her ankles. I felt for her panties and gasped as I realised she wasn’t wearing any and my hands were now spread over her naked arse.

Chris stepped away from me and did a twirl, “like what you see?” she purred at me

“Oh god yes” I answered honestly; she’d had a beautiful body hidden under her baggy combats and tee shirt; her legs were shapely and firm and they met at a small triangle of neatly trimmed, very short dark hair. She was tanned and her skin was the colour of warm caramel. Her arse was tight and high and I guessed she worked out as her stomach was flat with a perfect little dimple of a belly button. My eyes were drawn back to those beautifully pert but full breasts and I was mesmerized by a small tattoo under her left breast of a broken heart.

“It’s a reminder” she stated as she caught me looking “Never to fall in love too deeply, and never to be too reliant on anyone else, it hurts too much when it goes wrong. Anyway let’s not waste time talking, there are other things I want to be doing with my mouth right now” and she laid me back down on the bed and fell on top of me, covering my mouth with hers and kissing me hungrily while her hands seemed to be all over my body.

I had never been this turned on before and I ran my hands over every inch I could reach; stroking, kneading and digging my fingers into her arse cheeks as I held her tight against my body, feeling her skin against mine and revelling in the sensation. I felt our mounds press against each other causing such delicious warmth that seemed to spread from my tummy outwards.

When Chris shifted position I tried to keep hold of her but she just placed a finger against my lips. She kissed my neck and throat and planted butterfly kisses in between my breasts. She took one of my nipples into her mouth and I cried out loud at the way her tongue teased my hard, sensitive bud as she drove me wild. She moved onto the other nipple until I could feel myself coming from her teasing tongue and her hands. The feel of her soft skin caressing mine was such an incredible sensation and so unlike any sexual encounter I had ever had before; the attention Chris was lavishing on bursa escort bayan me so unselfishly made me feel truly desired but I tried to make her stop, I didn’t want it to be over so soon but she lightly bit me and I tipped over the edge into my first ever orgasm with a woman, and she’d only been playing with my tits!

She kissed my nipples slowly as I sighed and moaned but she hadn’t finished with me yet. I felt her hand spreading my legs and opened them eagerly for her. I knew I must be soaked and I felt her finger slip between my lips easily.

She ran her finger the full length of my slit and brushed my clit lightly with her thumb sending sparks flying through my brain. Before I could recover she did it again, and again, and again and just as I thought things couldn’t get any better she inserted a finger and drove it into me, curving it into my G spot and making my back arch off the bed so much I thought I would pull muscles.

She caressed me gently but firmly and as I lowered myself back onto the bed she slipped further down until I could feel her hot breath on my pussy. She smiled at me wickedly as she blew gently on my opening, watching my eyes for the reactions she was causing in me.

“I think you’re going to enjoy this baby, just lay back and relax and let me show you how good it can be” and with that her tongue flicked hard against my clit sending me to new heights. She inserted a 2nd finger and continued to stroke them in and out of my sopping pussy while her tongue danced around my swollen clit. I clasped her head between my legs as I rode the waves of pleasure coursing through my body, but each time I was about to lose control completely she slowed her fingers and eased the pressure on my clit and left me growling with frustration.

“Please, please finish me” I choked, nearly sobbing with need and as Chris took pity on me and sucked my engorged clit into her mouth, sucking hard while grazing her teeth against my tender button she inserted a 3rd finger and began to fuck me hard and fast.

My head swam and I felt like my blood was fizzing in my veins as I succumbed to the most intense orgasm; screaming and crying out at the top of my lungs without a care for who might hear. Chris again slowed things down but just as I started to come back down she suddenly replaced her fingers with her tongue and brought her slippery fingers down so that they toyed with my tightly puckered arse.

I was shocked. No one had ever done this to me before – I hadn’t even done it to myself, but her tongue in my pussy was keeping my brain too occupied to object and as soon as her finger penetrated the opening to my anus I was tumbling head first into another heart stopping climax which left me weeping openly.

Chris disentangled herself from my legs and brought her dripping face to mine and kissed me slowly and deeply, sharing my juice with me.

I stared into her eyes not knowing what to say; somehow ‘thank you’ seemed wholly inadequate but my words caught in my throat as I fought back sobs of joy.

This woman had shown me a side of myself I had no idea existed, and with it had allowed me to see the pleasure that could be had from sex and what it was to be loved by a woman.

“Can you stay tonight?”

“Oh course. I need to learn how to do that to you.”

“You will, but not tonight”

I tried to reciprocate, eager to learn, but Chris just wrapped me in her arms and pulled the big soft duvet over us. As I lay with my head on her breast listening to her heartbeat my mind was racing and I couldn’t believe she was suggesting we sleep, but in the space of a couple of minutes I could feel myself relax and sleep washed over me as I lay cradled in her arms feeling safe and cherished.

I awoke the next morning to find Chris sat naked on the end of the bed staring at me. I smiled sleepily at her and she came back to bed to resume my lesson. We spent the whole day talking and cuddling and fucking, only leaving the bedroom to visit the bathroom or collect pizza from the delivery guy and by the time I left that evening I had learned many ways to give Chris the pleasure she had given me.

I learnt that she was extremely ticklish and that she found it a turn on, I learnt that if I sucked her nipples hard while flicking my tongue against them it drove her wild, I learnt that when she was being eaten she liked it hard and fast – but that slow and firm made her pant in anticipation, I learnt that when she came her whole body tensed like a spring and she shuddered violently, but most of all I learnt that I enjoyed all of these things more than I had ever enjoyed being with anyone else, and by the end of the day I knew I was in love for the first time.

As I came back to reality from my memory I realised that it had grown dark outside and the rain washing down the window pain was mirrored by the tears streaming down the reflection of my face in the window.

Five years we had been companions and had been faithful to one another, but Chris stuck to her resolve and never let herself make any kind of real commitment to me.

Oh, I knew she loved me but I wanted more and this morning as she’d stepped naked out of the shower I had knelt down and kissed that broken heart tattoo.

Long Weekend

I was finally on my way home from work and looking forward to a long weekend away with my girlfriend. It had been a stressful week. I had been working overtime to get all my work done and I was relieved to be home. Katie had booked a friend’s cabin up in the mountains for a four day weekend. She said it was a nice cozy place in the woods. It sounded perfect to me. Plus, she had mentioned it had a hot tub and that was just what my body needed right about now!

I walked through the door to find Katie bringing down her suitcase from upstairs.

“You ready babe?”, she asked me.

“Most definitely.” I stated and went over to give her a kiss. I hugged her and leant my weight on her. Man I was tired. She hugged me tight and rubbed her hands up and down my back, massaging the tension from the week away.

She leaned back a bit and looked sympathetically into my eyes, “It’s been a rough week hasn’t it?”

I smiled at her and said, “Yeah but it’s already one hundred percent better now that I’m here with you.” She smiled and I gave her another quick kiss on the lips.

“Let’s go.”

“Don’t you have to pack?”

“No, I packed last night. My suitcase is already in the car.”

“I guess someone is ready for a break.”

I chuckled at that; I was definitely ready.

We took off and though Katie offered to drive, I drove. I knew that long drives could stress her out and I really didn’t mind. We talked for a while in the car about how our days went. I made my usual sarcastic comments that made her laugh. I liked being able to make her laugh. I loved talking to Katie, she made me feel so relaxed and at ease. After a while we fell into a comfortable silence, driving down the highway and listening to Jack Johnson. Katie put her hand on my thigh. I smiled at her, took her hand to my lips and gave it a kiss and placed it gently back on my thigh. She smiled back and I put one of my hands on top of hers.

We settled in to the cabin and put away our suitcases. The place was really nice. It was small, only one bedroom, but it had a king-size bed and a separate shower and two-person tub. The rest of the home was open and airy, which was nice. The sitting area looked out on to the back area of the cabin which was surrounded by tall green trees and a creek that weaved in between them. It was beautiful.

I was washing the dishes from our light meal at the sink while Katie went back to the bedroom to freshen up. Suddenly I felt Katie’s body come up behind me. I felt her breasts press into my back and immediately felt goose bumps rise up from my legs to the back of my neck. I had stopped washing at this time, and stood there, waiting for her next move. She slowly wrapped her arms around my waist and gently scraped her nails across my stomach underneath my shirt. I gasped at this and sucked in my stomach a bit. She continued the motion and started to kiss the nape of my neck. At this I felt the hairs my neck stand up and I braced myself on the counter with both of my hands. She continued to make abstract patterns on my stomach and ribs with her nails while simultaneously kissing, licking, and nipping at my neck. Her hands were slowly making their way to my breasts but they were taking their sweet time. At this point I was breathing heavily and I could feel my hard, excited nipples scraping against my shirt as my chest heaved. She moved her hands up to my breasts, her nails circling around the orbs but never touching my aching nipples. They moved up further to my shoulders and slipped off the straps of my bra. On their way back down to my breasts, her hands flipped the cups of my bra downward, further exposing my nipples. She then began massaging my breasts directly but still not giving my nipples any relief. I tried to move to guide her hands to the place I wanted them the most, but she was too quick. So I stood there enjoying the sensations coming from my neck and my breasts, letting her tease me.

She continued this for I don’t know how long. Minutes, hours, days. I was lost and couldn’t bring myself to do anything but stand there. Then, with a breathtaking suddenness, both of her hands moved to my nipples, twisting and rolling them. At the same time she sucked hard on my neck and roughly pushed her hips forward, causing my crotch to grind against the countertop.

“Oh God” I moaned at the sudden attack on my body.

She then whipped my body around and locked me in an urgent kiss. Her tongue slid against mine as she thoroughly explored my mouth. I eagerly sucked on her tongue and stroked my hands up and down her back as our kiss deepened.

During that amazing kiss we somehow ended up in the bedroom. I felt the back of my knees bump into the bed as Katie gently lowered me down on to it, her lips never leaving mine. My hands gripped her ass as she straddled my hips and moaned into my mouth.

Her lips then started to move along my jaw line, back towards my ear. She slowly traced the perimeter of my ear with her tongue and then sucked bursa escort the lobe into her mouth. I turned my head to further expose my neck and ear as my body squirmed underneath her.

She kissed down my neck and tongued the hollow of my collarbone. She continued downward until she came to the first button of my shirt. She unbuttoned it and kissed the newly exposed skin. She continued this until my shirt was totally unbuttoned. She kept kissing my tummy, each contact of her moist lips making me shiver and arousing me further.

Katie finally made her way back up to my breasts. She started licking around one, making circles that were getting closer and closer to my straining nipple. As she circled my aureole I sucked in my breath. Just as I thought she would capture my nipple, she reversed her course and headed for my other breast. I exhaled my disappointment.

By the time she made it near my other nipple I was squirming on the bed from the teasing. She had started to massage my other breast with her hand and I was more aroused than ever. Just when I thought my torment would never end, she sucked my nipple hard into her mouth, her teeth scraping along the sides. At the same time her hand captured my other nipple and twisted it hard. My back arched at the sudden contact and my hands clutched the bed sheets for dear life.

“Katie!” I squealed as she continued the expert manipulation of my breasts. Her mouth switched back and forth between by breasts as I thrashed on the bed in pleasure.

I was still lost in my euphoric daze when I realized that Katie’s face was now level with my own. She smiled and placed her lips on mine. She started to kiss me with a hunger that I had never seen in her before. She once again explored my mouth and greedily sucked on my tongue. Her hands moved my arms above my head and her nails began to lightly scrape along them, up and down. My head was spinning from the sensations even after she broke the kiss and stared into my eyes. I was still panting when she bent down and playfully bit my nipple. Reflexively I started to move my hands down to my chest, only to realize that they would not move. Curious, I looked at my arms and saw that they were now tied to the headboard. The little sneak had tied me up.

“What the…” I began.

“Remember that day you teased me at the mall?”, she asked. I smiled. How could I forget? It had been a devious plan. I cornered her in a stall in the bathroom at the mall. We had been out shopping for Christmas. I had brought a short, fat plug that I managed to work into her pussy while sensually making out with her. She had thought that perhaps I was looking for a quickie in the bathroom, but no. I continued to tease her with the plug and my kissing as I strapped on the butterfly vibrator I had bought a week ago. I quickly pulled her out of the stall and out of the bathroom before she really had a chance to comprehend what I had just done.

“What are you…” but before she could finish I turned the butterfly on its lowest setting with the remote. Her eyes opened wide and she gripped my arm, her knuckles turning white.

“You bitch.” I just smiled and led her away from the bathroom. She tried to go back, but I held tight and led her into a nearby store.

We were at the mall for about 4 hours that day, shopping and eating. I teased her the whole time with the vibrator, keeping her on the edge of coming while the plug subtly fucked her with every step she took. She looked at me the whole time as if she was going to kill me, but she still allowed me to go along with my plan. By the time we got home she was begging and moaning almost constantly. When she finally did cum it was harder than I had ever seen her cum in all the time that I had known her. And I kept eating her out until she begged me to stop. I had a feeling that she would secretly like my plan, and apparently she did.

“It’s payback time.” I was brought back into the present by her voice. My stomach lurched at her statement.

“I was trying to find a way to get you back. And then a couple weeks ago I was on the computer and I stumbled upon a certain someone’s stash…”

She grinned evily at me and I gasped. I kept a file on my computer with my favorite erotic stories. I have always been secretly in to bondage but never really had any experience with it. It was an awkward request to make to a lover for me. The thought that she had seen stories like these and pretty much knew my fantasies made me feel naked and exposed. I tried to swallow the growing lump in my throat as Katie laughed at my predicament.

She traced her nails down the sides of my torso, making me squirm. She quickly unbuttoned my jeans and slid them off me, along with my panties. She then took two more scarves that she had previously attached to the lower legs of the bed and tied one to each of my ankles. I was now tied spread-eagle to the bed. I struggled to test my bonds, but I was clearly going nowhere without Katie’s help.

Katie escort bursa then tied a black blindfold on to my head, plunging me into darkness. She had grown quiet and I listened intently for any type of clue of what she was up to. I heard her unzipping something and then routing through some stuff. It once again grew quiet. A couple of minutes later I felt something gently brush against my arm. I twitched in reaction. It was such a brief contact I wondered if I had perhaps imagined it. It went away and I was once again waiting.

The contact was back again. This time it went slowly and gently from my wrist, down my armpit, and down my torso. It tickled and I writhed in my bonds. It moved across my stomach, right below my belly button, to the other side of my torso. It then repeated its path back up to the other wrist.

As traced past my armpit I groaned with my realization. It was a feather. She was going to drive me crazy!

“Katie…no, please…” I begged, though my pussy was now dripping.

She pinched my ass in response and continued her teasing caresses with the feather. The feather made my skin tingle and made it especially sensitive.

She finally made her way to my breasts and circled my nipples with the feather like she had done earlier with her tongue. When she actually touched my nipples they sent jolts of pleasure to my pussy and my back arched off the bed as far as it could while being tied down. Far from relieving my aching nipples, the feather seemed to just further my need for her touch.

When she tired of tormenting my breasts, she moved lower, tickling my inner thighs and the area right above my mound. She then started to make a triangle with the feather, tracing the hollow where my thigh meets my pussy, to right over my clit, back down across the other hollow. With this movement my hips started to rock back and forth, begging her to fuck me. After some time she started to glide the feather along the lips of my pussy, down over my asshole, and finally over my clit. My hips rose off the bed, suspended by my head and my ankles. I started to really buck my hips trying to intensify the teasing caresses of the feather while simultaneously trying to get away from it. I was seeing stars behind my tightly closed eyelids and my hands were clenched shut. The feather did little satisfy my tingling pussy. Actually it just made the feeling more intense, making me mad with desire.

“Oh God Katie, please stop!”, I pleaded. I couldn’t take much more of this.

She laughed, “What’s the matter Caitlin, can’t take a little teasing?” I groaned in response.

But she did stop. I tried to catch my breath before she made her next move. I felt her strap something around my hips, and then she slid a dildo into my soaking wet pussy. I moaned with the feeling of being filled. I began to rock my hips, only to realize the dildo did not move; it appeared to be held in by the straps around my hips. She then placed more straps around my hips and something settled over my clit.

“I believe you remember this guy…”, she said as she turned the butterfly vibrator on low. My hips began to rock once again and my breathing became heavy.

“Oh…”, I moaned at the feeling of the little vibrations on my hard clit.

I felt Katie move around on the bed. She was now right next to my ear; I could feel her breath on my neck. She brought her hand up to my nipple, rolling it in between her fingers, sending sparks of pleasure to my cunt.

“Now, don’t you think you deserve to be punished for what you did to me?” she asked in a sweet low voice that made me shiver. At the thought of her punishing me my heart skipped a beat and my breath caught in my throat. But before I could pull myself together to answer, I felt a sharp pain in my nipple.

“Ow!”

I realized that she had attached a nipple clamp. And though the pain had receded there was now a dull throb in its place. She repeated the process on my other nipple and laughed when my chest arched and I whimpered as a result.

“I’ll give you some time to think about it then.”, she said. She turned on the dildo, which at that time I realized was a vibrator, and left the room.

The buzzing on my clit and in my pussy together with the throbbing of my nipples was driving me insane. I was frantically bucking my hips, thrashing in my bonds, and moaning continuously. I quickly realized that while the light vibrations on my clit aroused me to no end, it was not enough to get me off. I wasn’t able to close my legs to intensify the feelings of the vibrator. I groaned as I recognized that I wasn’t going to cum until she let me. My helplessness and lack of control only made me hornier.

How long she let me lay there I have no idea. My world was centered on my nipples, pussy, and clit. Nothing else existed. The blindfold only added to the feelings because I had no visual distractions. I began to wonder what else she was going to do to me. I almost came at the thought of her taking bursa escort bayan me over her knee and spanking me.

By the time she came back into the room I was jogging my hips wildly and moaning. She quickly removed the butterfly and the vibrator from my pussy. I groaned as my body once again landed on the sheets.

“So, are you ready to be punished?” Katie asked me.

“Yes!”, I eagerly said, desperately wanting some kind of sensation to replace the one that had been driving me wild just minutes ago.

“Yes, what?” she asked as she suddenly removed one of the nipple clamps. The blood suddenly came back to my nipple and gasped at the sudden pain. I calmed myself to answer her.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Try again” she replied and emphasized her point by removing the other clamp and slapping my breast. I groaned at the pain from the clamp and the slap. I was so aroused I was having trouble breathing.

“Yes…mistress”, I whispered in a barely audible tone. Just calling her mistress made my pussy contract as it now became clear that one of my fantasies were coming true.

She untied me and led me to another area in the room.

“Kneel”

I immediately knelt and felt the soft carpet under my knees. Her hand soon came to my back and applied a gentle pressure, indicating I should lean over. I felt her smooth skin against my chest and realized I was lying across her lap. She then cuffed my hands together in front and then stepped on the chain in between the cuffs, leaving me with little room to move.

“Spread your legs”

I spread my knees further apart on the carpet. I felt one of her hands gliding over my thighs while the other one rested on my lower back. Her hand then traced up to my ass cheeks, drawing random patterns in them with her nails. Two of her fingers lowered down towards my pussy, tracing along the edges of my lower lips. Her fingers continued on this path, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Slowly she moved her finger along my ass crack and flicked it over my asshole. I inhaled sharply at the sensation and ground my crotch against her thigh.

“Now, what do you need slut?”

“To be punished mistress.”, I replied. Her calling me a slut was turning me on and she knew it.

“Beg for it and I may give it to you.”

The thought of me begging her to punish me made my heart beat wildly.

“Please punish your slut mistress.”

She grabbed my hair, forcing my head up and leaned in close to my ear, “You sure slut?”

“Please mistress.”, her taunting driving me nuts.

“Alright, you asked for it.”

Her hand started caressing my ass again, warming it. I waited, my breath becoming shorter. She lifted her hand from my ass and I tensed, expecting her to strike. She did not. I waited. Once I again relaxed she let her hand fall on my cheek.

SLAP! I jumped at the contact and groaned as the sting spread on my cheek. She gave me little time to rest. SLAP SLAP SLAP. After about 15 or 20 my ass was really starting to hurt and I was wondering how much more I could take. The blows seemed to be coming down harder and my crotch started to grind against her thigh. But as she continued to spank me I found the pain turning to pleasure and I started moving my ass towards her punishing hand. Much to my embarrassment I began to moan with each slap. I felt the pleasure from my tanned ass merging with the pleasure from my clit sliding on her thigh. My breathing came in shallow gasps and my legs started to tremble. I could feel the sweat all over my body and my body shivered from the sensations. Katie seemed to notice my impeding orgasm and stopped abruptly.

“Someone is enjoying her punishment I think”, she stated. I could tell she was smirking as she said this and was quite pleased with herself. All I could do is pant in response.

She let her fingers wander down to my pussy and slide her finger into my cunt. I moaned as she wiggled her finger inside like a worm on a hook, making my hips jerk uncontrollably. She removed her finger as my pussy clenched in protest. She started to tease my asshole with her soaked finger, circling it and then applying light pressure.

My head rose slightly, “No! Not there!”

She paid me no attention as her finger applied a steady pressure and my ring slowly gave way. She slowly fucked me with her finger. I found that I began to like the feel of her finger in my ass and started to rock my ass back towards it. All too soon she removed her finger. I thought I was going to cry. She had been teasing me all night and I didn’t know how much more of it I could take. My body was wound tight and was just waiting for release to let it all go.

I was interrupted from my frustration by something entering my pussy. Katie left it there only momentarily before removing it and lightly pressing its tip against my anus. My hips moved back towards the object, but she moved with my hips.

“Would you like me to stuff your ass with this plug, slut?”

“Yes, mistress”

“Tell me what you want.”

“Please…”

“Tell me.”

She was going to make me say it. I could already feel my cheeks blushing.

“Please stuff my ass mistress”

“Stuff whose ass with what?”

No Longer a Dyke

by BrettJ © 2011

No one she went to high school with would have recognized Frankie. She looked different, she acted different and her burning anger at the injustices of the world had disappeared. She didn’t go looking for trouble; she was in control of her actions and had held a steady job for over 5 years. It wasn’t some Joe-job either; Frankie worked at a prestigious law firm and was planning to attend Law School herself as soon as she had saved up enough money. She had a bright future and she smiled all the time.

As she walked around the school campus, she noticed that the trees were a bit bigger, the grounds immaculate and graffiti no longer covered the walls. The school had been part of a reclamation program, Frankie’s mother had told her last month. The local citizenry had taken on the job and put a lot of effort into getting the 100-year old school back in tip-top shape. A fund-raising drive had raised money for a computer lab. Frankie herself had chipped in a thousand dollars now that she could afford to.

To someone who knew Frankie back then, it might have seemed odd. A lot of her memories of school were generally not happy ones. She was incredibly smart and funny and talented and tall. She was also possessed of a 34DD-24-34 figure and gorgeous blonde hair and a smart-ass personality that could be off-putting. A lot of the guys in school followed her around and those who weren’t too intimidated tried to get dates with Frankie, but she wasn’t interested in them. After a while, rumors of her being a hard-core dyke began circulating. It broke Frankie’s heart, because she yearned to have friends and be popular. She just wasn’t willing to play the role of blonde bimbo to do it. Frankie wasn’t hiding her light under a bushel for anyone and she wasn’t spreading her legs for just any guy.

Frankie found acceptance in the dark world of the Goth crowd. She cut her long blonde hair, dyed it black and began hanging around with that crowd. She made friends who accepted her for being smart, even if they were moody at times. Her best friend Alison set Frankie up on a number of dates and one of the guys finally took Frankie’s virginity.

After a few disappointing lays, something began to occur to Frankie. She made her confession to Alison and asked her to keep her secret.

Frankie had figured it out for herself a few months earlier. The nasty rumors that had circulated some time back had actually turned out to be true. Frankie was attracted to other girls, she was a lesbian or at the very least, bi-sexual.

Alison was cool with it. She hugged a crying Frankie and told her they’d always be friends. She continued to be cool by offering to introduce Frankie discreetly to some hot, lesbian friends of hers. Frankie’s stomach was doing flip-flops, but she agreed to the meetings.

The first woman was Juliette and she was a gorgeous blonde of about 25. She looked a bit like Frankie had before her transformation into the dark, mysterious beauty she thought herself to be. After an incredible, mind-numbing night of lesbian sex with Juliette, Frankie’s assumptions of her own sexuality were confirmed. She loved being with women and had lost count of just how many orgasms had surged throughout her body.

Frankie started to see Juliette on a regular basis, but monogamy wasn’t Juliette’s strong suit. Frankie realized that left her free to pursue other women as well and she went for it with a vengeance.

She dated a few younger girls, a black girl, and sexy Asian with one of the longest tongues that had ever lapped at her cunt and she even discovered one of her mother’s closest friends was a closet lesbian. She and her mom’s stepsister, her Aunt Gretchen began meeting regularly. Frankie thought it was very cute that the well-respected, 40-year old brunette who worked for Wal-Mart also owned a motorcycle, wore leather miniskirts and “fuck me” boots whenever her salesman husband was out of town. Gretchen was one of Frankie’s best teachers, the slinky brunette knew her way around a woman’s body.

The Goth look faded into the past, but Frankie continued to maintain an aloof, tough-girl attitude. She still kept her hair dyed jet-black and wore pants and almost always was the partner in control. She told her mother about her lesbianism and Carole told her daughter she had figured it out for herself a year or two ago. Carole hugged her daughter, told her she loved her anyway and that unless her father figured it out, there was no sense in telling him. Frankie knew her father would support his only child but he would struggle with his emotions, coming from a traditional background.

Frankie graduated university with good marks, then continued to drift through life. She became slightly promiscuous and drank a bit too much. When she was at a party and offered cocaine, she teetered on the brink. That incident shocked her into reality. She was sliding down a slippery slope and she had no intention bursa eskort of reaching the bottom. She left the party and got herself together. She started taking courses and got her job at the Law Firm. She dressed a bit more professionally at work and became a little less surly in her personal life. She was determined not to be another burn-out statistic.

Frankie had finally saved enough money after her first year at her job to be able to afford a nice loft-style apartment. It was at that apartment that her life began to change.

In her 3rd week living there, she met her downstairs neighbor. Frankie was positively smitten with the younger woman, an Asian lovely named Julianna. Julianna was very atypical for an Asian female. For one thing, she was tall at 5’9″. She also had a set of boobs nearly as big as Frankie’s own, Julianna sported a 36D chest and often dressed to display it. She was friendly and graceful and outgoing and funny and Frankie wanted to be her friend right away. It took a bit of coaxing, but eventually she managed to convince Julianna to come upstairs for coffee. It became a regular thing for them both after work.

Frankie got a vibe from Julianna, she sensed her new friend was a lesbian like herself or at the very least, bi-sexual. She was falling for Julianna and falling hard and for the first time ever, she didn’t know what to do about it. Her normally assertive personality seemed to fail her around Julianna. She couldn’t be glib or do all the things she normally would have done to get a woman into bed, everything failed her. Finally, she decided that the next time they got together, she would just ask Julianna outright. She was fairly certain Julianna knew she was a lesbian, even if she hadn’t said it outright.

Frankie was correct, Julianna had known and when she asked about Julianna’s sexuality, the girl was very forthcoming. “I’m bi,” Julianna told her. “Don’t think that I’m not flattered or totally uninterested … you’re my friend and I think you’re beautiful, but there is something holding me back.”

Frankie looked at the young woman she desired so much and asked “Oh? What might that be?”

“It’s you. I’m sorry if this hurts you Frankie, but you seem so angry at the world. You dress almost constantly in black and you’re very aggressive. I can see from your eyebrows and body hair that you’re a natural blonde, but you dye your hair jet-black. Why? You wear clothes that hide your beauty and I don’t know why you want to. You should let the world see how lovely you are. There’s nothing wrong with being a lesbian and being feminine at the same time.” Julianna told her. She thanked Frankie for the coffee and went to her own apartment, leaving Frankie with a lot to think about.

No one had ever challenged Frankie’s choices before. At 27, she had always lived her life by her own rules and she thought she was okay with that. But as she let Julianna’s words sink in, she realized that she wasn’t okay. She was lonely and it was time to let go of the old hurts and resentments. Why DID she hide her beauty and her femininity? Because it kept the world away, but it also kept romance and love away as well.

Possibly it went back to her school days or perhaps the way she had felt when she and Juliette had their falling out. All she knew is that everything Julianna had told her made sense. She wanted to change and hoped that if she made those changes, it wouldn’t be too late for her and Julianna. If not, the new Frankie would have other options.

It took time to effect the changes. She didn’t want to shock everyone at work or have them talk about her on a constant basis, Frankie knew that.

She had a fair amount of money saved, so she went on the shopping spree to end all shopping sprees. She kept some of her nicer pants and tailored suits, but everything else was donated to charity. Frankie bought skirts and lingerie and heels and vibrant colors. She met with a fashion consultant to pick the colors that best suited her. She went out and bought bikinis and then went to a salon and talked with the staff there. They told her it would take them a bit of work to strip the black from her hair, but if she was willing to be patient, they thought they could achieve that goal. Frankie let them work their magic and by the end of that day, she was blonde again. She hadn’t seen herself look like this in over a decade.

She didn’t meet with Julianna that day; she wanted to surprise her friend. At work the next day, she still wore pants, but she proudly displayed her new look and the feminine blouse she wore under her jacket. She let a bit of cleavage show and she saw some admiring glances coming her way, even from some of the female employees she knew were bi or bi-curious. It felt very nice to be looked at with admiration. She hoped Julianna would look at her the same way, because as much as she knew she had to make these changes for herself, it was bursa bayan escort still Julianna she wanted to impress.

That night, when Julianna came up for coffee, her eyes practically bugged out. She smiled at the newly-blonde Frankie and kept shooting admiring glances her way. “See?” Julianna told her. “I told you that you were beautiful.”

“I haven’t felt like this in years,” Frankie smiled. “Thank you for setting me straight.”

“Thank you for listening. I hope you’ll be happier now Frankie, you deserve to be. You know, I’ve never asked … is Frankie your real name?”

Frankie shook her head. “No, it’s Francesca, but I didn’t think it suited me.”

Julianna smiled as she sipped her coffee. She crossed her legs and caught Frankie looking. She didn’t try to be demure, she put her hand on top of Frankie’s and said “It does know. You should use that name from now on, because it’s as lovely as you are.” Frankie almost felt like giggling which was most unlike her.

Over the next several weeks, Frankie … now Francesca … began to feel as if the weight of the world had been lifted from her shoulders. She smiled more, she worked easier and she looked forward to the end of the day when she could spend time with Julianna. At the end of the month, she finally convinced Julianna to have dinner with her. She put on the sexiest little dress she owned … still black, but very slink and it looked sensational on her … while Julianna came in a snug, white dress that showed off miles of leg. They went to a nice restaurant and their chemistry was obvious.

“I finally got you to go out with me, we’re on a real date,” Francesca smiled as the waiter brought their food.

“I was attracted to you from the beginning, but it’s so nice to see you happy and achieving your full potential,” Julianna told her. “Oh God, this food is glorious, it’s as good as sex.”

“Maybe not … we haven’t had sex yet,” Francesca flirted.

“Good point … I have no basis for comparison,” Julianna flirted back.

“We’ll have to fix that,” Francesca told her.

“Indeed,” Julianna smiled, sipping her wine. They both knew where this was headed and Francesca’s heart was racing. The thought of sharing her bed with Julianna thrilled her; she hadn’t been this excited since her times with her aunt Gretchen. She didn’t hurry through her meal, she wanted to enjoy a special, intimate night with Julianna, but she hoped it wouldn’t end with a kiss and a hug at the door.

She and Julianna went back to her apartment and astonishingly, it was Julianna who was the aggressor. She pulled Francesca close and planted one on her, her tongue snaking into Francesca’s mouth and sliding around. When she broke the kiss, Francesca’s pulse was racing.

“I wanted to do that the minute I saw you in that dress,” Julianna purred. “Rowrrr, baby!”

“Then it had the desired effect. Come to bed with me Julianna. I’ve wanted you for so long, I can’t wait any longer. I know it’s only our first date, but …”

Once again, Julianna surprised Francesca. She dropped her dress to the floor and stood there clad in only red, lacy lingerie and spiky heels. “I plan to ravage you tonight beautiful. Good thing you don’t have to work tomorrow, because I’m going to leave my mark on you,” Julianna growled provocatively.

“Promises, promises,” Francesca sighed. This exotic beauty had such an effect on her and she hoped she always would. Julianna took her hand and led Francesca into her own bedroom. She pushed the curvy blonde down on the bed and got on top of her, straddling Francesca’s body.

“You are so fucking beautiful and I’m glad I helped you see that. I think the two of us together are going to be fantastic, so let’s get this show on the road,” Julianna smiled. She ran her hands up Francesca’s legs and began to massage them. Francesca’s mind went into another world. Her body began to respond, swaying slightly and little mewls of pleasure escaped her lips. She’d never heard herself sound so eager and so feminine, it surprised her. Every bit of her journey with Julianna had been a lovely surprise.

“You like this baby?” Julianna said in a husky whisper.

“God, yes,” Francesca moaned.

“Good, because I don’t plan to stop until I’ve got you cumming all over the fucking place,” Julianna hissed. She tugged a bit and with help from Francesca, got her dress off. The tiny bra and thong vanished in short order.

“I love the lingerie, but it looks better over there,” Julianna teased her. She reached up and fondled Francesca’s big tits. “I love your fucking big tits; I want to squeeze them and bite them and put my face between them!”

“I LOVE how you’re talking to me, it’s so sexy,” Francesca sighed as Julianna fondled her tits. “You’re making me so fucking horny!”

“Nothing sexier than a horny blonde bitch,” Julianna smiled as she licked Francesca’s bursa ucuz escort tits.

“How about a horny blonde bitch and a sexy brunette slut?” Francesca smiled, already thinking about a three-way with her new lover and her Aunt Gretchen, who she still saw on occasion. She wondered what Gretchen would make of her new look.

“Ooh baby, you’re so naughty,” Julianna grinned as she licked her way down between Francesca’s thighs to her shaved, sweet cunt. “Oh yeah, sweet juicy pussy, that’s what I’m after.” She began to lick and stroke Francesca’s cunt and had her new lover seeing a gamut of stars and colors.

“Dear-fucking-GOD, you know what a woman likes!” Francesca howled as her thighs locked around her lover’s head. Watching Julianna make love to her she just hoped this would become a regular thing because nothing she had ever experienced had matched this.

“I love your new look babe and I’m glad you’re letting your hair grow,” Julianna told her lover. “Long hair on a woman is so sexy, that’s why I let mine grow this length.” Francesca smiled; she had to agree with Julianna, whose jet-black hair nearly reached her ass. “Let me show you a trick,” Julianna told her and she trailed her hair down Francesca’s body. The bosomy blonde shivered and chills ran down her spine.

“God, you’re a fucking sexy, exciting bitch,” Francesca moaned.

“You know it gorgeous,” Julianna smiled as she moved closer to Francesca. She threw one leg over the blonde’s and rubbed her tits against Francesca’s. “Mmm baby, I love the feeling of your big tits against mine and our pussies rubbing together.”

“So do I, but I really want to do you,” Francesca smiled. “I’ve been thinking about you since the day I met you and now that you’re in my bed, you’re not leaving until I’ve made you cum at least twice.”

“Not three?” Julianna giggled. With strong arms, Francesca flipped Julianna over and began eating her pussy. With years of lesbian experience behind her, she soon had Julianna gasping for breath. She couldn’t believe how sensual Julianna’s body felt against her own and how they seemed to fit nicely together. Her hands stroked the smooth, golden curves of Julianna’s curvaceous body and she saw Julianna’s body arch up and her gasps let Francesca know what moves to make next.

She wasn’t going to let her new lover off that easily. She was ferocious in her desire for the curvy Asian and she lapped eagerly at Julianna’s big boobs and fondled and played with them. She wrapped herself around Julianna and moved their bodies together while Julianna gasped for more air. Francesca had never wanted to pleasure anyone as much as she did Julianna; it was as if she was trying to prove herself to her new love.

If she was trying, she was succeeding. Julianna’s previous lovers had nothing on Francesca, she’d already surpassed her goal and had three orgasms and they hadn’t even done a ’69’ yet.

That evening was one of the most memorable experiences for both women. Francesca had never felt skin so smooth and supple or been with a partner so responsive. Julianna had never felt so adored and cherished and with her strength, Francesca manipulated her body with ease. She lost count after achieving her sixth orgasm.

Her mind drifted back to the present day as one of her old classmates came up to her. Deena looked pretty good and the years had been good to her. She was still gorgeous, black and beautiful and looking at her, Francesca wondered why she’d never considered Deena as a lover. She was one of the few people who had accepted Frankie for exactly who she was.

“Frankie! Migod, you look so feminine and so … blonde!” Deena laughed. “I barely recognized you!”

“I thank you for the compliment and I go by Francesca now,” Francesca smiled at her old friend, who dazzled in a low-cut white dress.

“You look really happy too, what’s your secret?” Deena asked, grabbing drinks from a nearby tray, one for herself and one for Francesca.

Just then, Julianna walked over and hugged Francesca and kissed her lips. She smiled at Deena and held out her hand.

“THIS is my secret Deena, this is my fiancée, Julianna. Julianna, this is my dear friend, Deena.” Francesca said, making introductions. Deena and Julianna hit it off and talked for a while and when the couple left, Francesca could feel eyes watching her.

“Deena’s hot, I wouldn’t mind sleeping with that, Julianna told her. “Did you two ever …?”

“No, but I’m wondering if I should have tried. What do you think, baby?” Francesca nuzzled her fiancé’s ear.

“We’re here for a couple more days, invite her to lunch and we’ll try to feel her out,” Julianna told her. “People have been looking at us, what do you suppose they’re thinking?”

“They’re all probably thinking the old rumors were true,” Francesca said.

“Do you care?” Julianna asked, hugging her love.

“No. I live my own life now and I’m incredibly happy that life includes you,” Francesca said, kissing her fiancé while others looked on. She looked at Julianna in the slinky, silver lame dress and matching stiletto heels. She smiled, knowing her Aunt Gretchen was going to adore Julianna when the three of them had dinner later that night.

Night Out

The heat of the night was finally starting to die down as we entered the club. I could feel the pulsing of the music grow louder as we neared the dance floor. Laser lights were flashing in time with the music. There were so many people on the dance floor it seemed impossible that we could join them, yet we did. My mind was already hazy from a few too many drinks. My friends had been pulling me from one bar to another as we celebrated my 30th birthday. Each bar was the same, we walked in and went to the dance floor, someone went for a round of drinks or shots and after a little while we moved on to the next one. Luckily someone was smart enough to hire a limo for the evening so we didn’t have to worry about driving.

This dance floor was so packed you rubbed against the people around you as you danced. Being shy I tried to minimize my movements but after a little while I just went with the music, sliding against those people around me. It was sensual to feel so many bodies touching you. A new song started to play, the rhythm harder and faster the beat throbbed threw me. I felt hands on my hips from behind, a hot body moving against my back dancing with me. Moving to the beat, the hands caressed my hips and sides. I could feel myself becoming warm all over as the music throbbed.

My partner’s body pressed against my back and I could feel the softness of her breasts against me as we danced. Her hands moved to my stomach as we kept time to the music. I looked around me to see if anyone noticed how close our bodies where and found my friends gone, and that all the people around me were dancing in a similar fashion. Letting myself go I melted against my partner and moved with the music our hips moving as one rubbing against each other as we danced.

The music changed to a slower beat, couples dancing closer. I turned to face my partner seeing her for the first time. Her pretty brown eyes looked deeply bursa escort into mine. I reached up a hand and brushed her blond hair away from her face. Smiling I moved closer to her and started to sway to the music. Her full lips smiled back at me, her hands caressed my hips as we moved. I ran my hands up her arms threading my fingers into her hair, feeling the dampness of her sweat. Her hands moved up my side to just below my breast her thumb rubbing the underside softly.

Our eyes met and I bent my head to softly kiss her lips. They parted under mine and I flicked my tongue ever so gently inside. I could feel her moan as I deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth, learning her taste. Her hand moved up to cover my breast finding the hardened nipple with ease. I could feel heat pooling between my thighs as desire flowed through me. I wanted more, I wanted to be able to touch her, taste her. From out of nowhere my friends returned and pulled me away, laughing, saying they can’t leave me alone for a minute and start to lead me from the bar. I resisted their hands, looking for my dance partner. Not able to see her I allow them to lead me away. Wishing I had at least gotten her name.

Since the next club was only down the street the group of us walked. We were all pretty far gone at that point. It was well after midnight and the bars would soon be closing. There were many people on the street by then, heading to cars or into one last club. As soon as we got to the last place, we all went to the bar. Everyone got a shot and we drank a toast to my birthday. Afterwards we headed out to look for the limo. As I was climbing inside I felt someone bump into me from behind. Looking back I almost drowned in a very familiar pair of brown eyes. Smiling she pushed me the rest of the way into the limo, then plopped down on my lap since it is the only place left to sit.

I felt my heart start to beat faster bursa escort bayan as the limo took off and started dropping people off. The lovely package of womanhood on my lap jumped right in talking with all my friends like she has known them for years. I just sat quietly listening to the conversation and ran my hands up and down her back. Leaning back she pulled my hands around her and snuggled against me and kept on talking. One by one they are all dropped off, leaving me and my luscious lap friend alone. The driver then headed out to my house, a good 20 minutes from the last person dropped off.

Turning carefully, she moved so she was facing me straddling my lap. No words are spoken as she slowly brought her mouth to mine. My hands caressed up her thighs and her sides to softly claim her breasts. She moaned against my lips, her fingers buried in my hair as she plundered my mouth. Pulling her shirt up I found she didn’t wear a bra and I immediately begin to lick and kiss my way down to her breasts. I licked slowly around the nipple before sucking it gently into my mouth. I could hear her moan of pleasure and it electrified me. I kept sucking her beautiful breasts as I worked my hands under her short skirt. I rubbed against her panties, feeling her moisture seep through them to my fingers.

Pushing aside the wet fabric I found her clit and pinched it between my fingers and she cried out. I traced a finger over her slit, sliding easily over her wetness, then ever so slowly slipped inside of her. Her heat is incredible! I slid in and out of her, my thumb still rubbing her clit and my mouth still sucking her nipples. Her hands were tangled in my hair holding my mouth to her as her hips thrust over my hand. Cries of pleasure poured from her and excited me further. I quickened the thrusts of my fingers and then bit down softly on her hard nipple. She froze bursa merkez escort for an instant and I stroked deeply and worked her clit firmly until she exploded.

She held tightly to me as her whole body trembled. Her pussy was twitching around my fingers, her juices soaking me. I looked up and met her eyes and she smiled at me with those deep brown eyes. I slowly pulled my fingers from her and brought them to my lips and licked them.

With a moan she crushed her mouth to mine, thrusting her tongue inside. Her hands worked on slipping my skirt up and feeling my damp panties. When she moves to kneel in front of me, I was grateful we were in a limo with lots of room. She pulled me to the edge of the seat and then buried her face in my lap. She held my panties aside and began licking me. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feeling of her sucking my clit into her hot mouth, then her tongue licked my slit from bottom to top over and over again.

Arching against her mouth I could feel my climax building. My hands caressed her head, tangling in her hair as she licked me. I felt her stroke a finger through my wetness, then thrust deeply inside of me. At the same time she sucked hard on my clit and I was lost. I spasmed around her finger, my juices pouring out to be cleaned up by her greedy tongue. She moved to sit next to me and I turned slightly so I could pull her face to mine for a deep kiss, loving how I taste on her lips.

The limo came to a stop. Seconds later the driver opened the door with a smile. It was only then that I realized he had been able to see the whole thing. With a smile of my own I climbed out. I pulled some cash from my pocket for a tip. When I tried to hand it to him, he closed his hand over mine and squeezed softly and shook his head. I guess seeing the action in the back was tip enough for him. Turning I looked inside the limo and smiled at my new friend. She climbed out next to me, then kissed the driver deeply allowing him to taste me on her lips. I led her away with me to my house, and what I hoped will be a long night of discovery. I glanced back for a moment and saw the driver lick his lips and smile just before he slid back into the driver’s seat to leave.

My Job Interview

I applied for a job as a Personal Assistant to the managing director of a local family run business, it was only for a year but the clincher for me was $65,000 per year but I only needed to go into work 3 days a week the rest of the time I could work on a works laptop.

I was determined to get this job and when I received a letter inviting me to attend for an interview, now at this point I must own up to the fact that my C.V. was not entirely truthful. I do type 55 words but that is an hour not a minute, and experience should have read nil, but somehow nil was embellished and looked on the application form a lot like 4 years, in a relevant industry.

So that is the background to this story, I needed to seduce the Managing Director into giving me the position. I invested $45 in a manicure, $225 for a smart business suit navy blue, a black push-up bra one cup size to small, matching T-back panties $55, and fishnet stockings $15 and suspender belt $20 Shoes $50, total cost of getting the job $410.

However, the skirt of the suit needed to be altered to ensure the job would be mine. The skirt was knee length with a 3 inch side split. I opened both side seems another 6 inches, so that I did not look too slutty. I fixed the seem with press studs concealed so that I could open as much or as little as I wanted to show.

The letter was signed Ronnie McCallum. So confident in my ability to seduce him, I set off in my car for the 10 minute drive to the offices. Parking the car I checked make-up hair jiggled my boobs to fit them into the small cups (my cups runeth over) stocking perfect I opened the car door, stepped daintily out and walked into the building to the reception desk.

A leggy blonde, I guessed to be 30 or 32 watched me through the window as I approached, I found her expression hard to read, “Can I help you Miss,” she enquired.

I looked at her name badge Lauren McCallum. I told her I was here for an interview with Ronnie McCallum for the post of Personal Assistant.

Her face changed and she smiled, as she told me to take a seat, adding can I get you a tea, coffee or soft drink?

Coffee would be nice, I smiled, sitting I crossed my legs and in moments Lauren appeared with two coffee’s and she sat opposite me with the other. She told me she was just standing in for the receptionist, as she had to go to the dentist.

She was in charge of the Marketing department. She said since it was a family run company all staff were expected to be flexible and the family lead by example.

We chatted, mostly about nothing till the telephone rang, she answered and asked me to follow her, escort bayan discretely I popped the studs as we walked, she knocked on a door opened it and ushered me in, “Ronnie, this is Sarah.” she announced.

I entered and stopped short, Ronnie was not as imagined him, he was a she, too late to close the studs, I shook hands and Ronnie led me to a sofa, Lauren noticed my skirt, and smiled as she closed the door.

Ronnie was a little bit older than Lauren was but not as tall, she wore a black jacket fitted, over a white top, and black slacks, she had a long auburn hair falling half way down her body, she was beautiful with almost opaque skin.

Ronnie sat opposite me, and force of habit I crossed my legs, the skirt fell back revealing stocking tops suspenders and black satin panties, I flicked my skirt down, but I had a life of its own it seemed and dropped back again.

Ronnie laughed aloud, “I see you really want this job, and if my father was here today it would already be yours.”

She picked up my CV and read it “Very impressive” she said, “Now, just how much of this is true.”

I asked how she did not think it was all true.

She laughed again, “If it was true, then you wouldn’t need the outfit.”

I admitted that the basics were correct but there was some exaggeration.

Ronnie explained just what the duties would be, there were not looking for typists they had them and more than my 55 words a minute. They needed someone organised who would see that her father was in the right place at the right time. The previous person, Mrs Hope, who had been with the firm for 20 years, had recently had a double tragedy and had left the firm.

So with that she went through my CV again. There was knock on the door, it was Lauren. She came over and sat beside me on the couch, and they both stared at me like they were undressing me with their eyes.

“Well Sarah,” Lauren began when we finished, “How much do you want this position.”

“I’d love to work here.” I said.

Lauren stood up, walked over to the door, and turned the key, “Well I guess you had better show Ronnie and I.”

Lauren was wearing the same as Ronnie except for a mini skirt, which came to mid-thigh.

I stood and walked to Lauren by the door. Reaching her, I danced moving down her body my hands ran down her sides to her legs. I found she wore no stockings or tights, as my hands moved up under her skirt.

I then slowly moved up to her jacket, undoing the buttons. The front opened and I slipped it off her shoulders. My hands travelled up touching the sides of her breasts, until we stood face görükle escort to face.

I turned and unbuttoned my jacket letting it slip off my shoulders to stand in skirt and push-up bra, I reached behind and unzipped my skirt wriggling my hips it dropped to the floor.

I bent at the waist presenting my black laced bum to Lauren. I ran my hands slowly up my legs, as Lauren spanked my proffered bum one hard resounding smack. Straightening I found Ronnie had removed her slacks and jacket, she sat and pulled her top off. She was naked except for white teddy she unsnapped the studs and lifted the lacy material as she opened her legs her fingers found her slit and she ran her fingers up and down her pussy, spreading the moisture dewing from her love hole.

I wanted some of that, so I sank to my knees, and crawled slowly across the carpeted office to worship at Ronnie’s slick pussy. I kissed along each leg, my tongue making small wet circles along her thigh, her sexy aroma filled my nose, I bit the flesh of her inner thigh playfully, and she moaned and tossed her head back her hair tousled.

My hot breath blew on her wet lips and she “Ooohed,” in anticipation of what was to come.

My tongue made first contact, as I felt my bra being unclipped, my boobs bounce free and my panties were tugged over my bum and down to my knees.

Lauren was on her knees behind me, she traced my pussy lightly with her finger. I opened her sister Ronnie’s lips with two fingers to let me lick the nectar seeping from her pussy. I slid 2 fingers up and down between her lips which allowed me to take her large clit between my lips, I ran my tongue over it lightly. Ronnie bucked but I held firm.

Lauren was not idle. She now had three fingers inside me. She was using short shallow thrusts, and randomly deeper than back to short ones, I wriggled my bum and she spanked it, hard stinging spanks, and my bum reddened.

I was both fucker and fuckee between these sisters. My own juices were flowing and I felt them running down my thighs. I looked up at Ronnie as I suckled on her clit her head thrashed from side to side. I smacked her thighs and told her to open them wider, “I want to see your pussy while I finger you.”

Suddenly, Ronnie grabbed my head and pulled me against her wetness, she held her breath, her legs ramrod straight, lifting her ass of the sofa, I flicked my tongue over the sensitive pink clit and was rewarded with girlie cum as Ronnie came hard on my fingers.

Lauren sped up her fingering making me squeal into Ronnie pussy.

“Cum bitch,” she ordered. bursa elit escort Lauren pushed three fingers as deep as she could into me. My world seemed dizzy and my pussy contracted gripping her fingers and seemed to pull them deeper clinging and relaxing in rapid waves.

My tight asshole pulsed as I came hard on Lauren’s fingers, as the wave after wave slowly subsided I was overcome and weakly I slumped onto the floor as Ronnie released her grip on me.

As I lay there, Lauren stood above me and lowered her wet pussy to my lips, I poked my tongue out as Lauren humped my face, rubbing herself on me.

“Suck me Sarah. Suck my pussy like your job depends on it.”

Instinct took over and two fingers found their way between Lauren’s wet lips. I pumped them in and out alternating speed, depth, twisting, untwisting driving her to an orgasm.

She rubbed her pussy and ass over my mouth and slapped my tits lightly playfully then harder as I worked on her holes. Lauren was in charge.

She twisted my nipples hard treating me like a whore, Ronnie joined in grabbing my head and rubbing my face over Lauren’s pussy.

“Make her cum bitch,” she growled in my ear, the slapping me, to emphasise how much she wanted me to help her sister cum. I was discovering a new thrill for me humiliation.

When I opened my eyes, I could see these sisters were French kissing. Ronnie was twisting and pulling on her sisters nipples, and a finger had snaked down and began to massage Lauren’s clit.

Within a few minutes, Lauren moaned, shuddered and orgasmed on my mouth.

After that, she lifted off my face and lay beside me and kissing me and tasting her own juices and some of her sisters. Our tongues explored each other mouths.

Looking round, I saw Ronnie, was dressed, and was replacing her make-up, as Lauren and I picked up our clothes and got dressed. Finally dressed Lauren and I sat on the sofa, Lauren held my hand and whispered in my ear, and then she bit it and licked my face tasting her pussy on me.

I had to ask, “Do I have the job?”

Ronnie said, “I can’t say yes or no Sarah. It’s my father that does the hiring, if you want the job you will have to come to the house tonight and show him and mother you’re the person they want.”

Lauren spoke, “We’ll be there too of course, it is a family company you know, shall we say 7 o’clock, dress optional.”

“If you’re coming, don’t dare be late, or you will have to be punished. We have a vast array of things to punish you with too.” Ronnie added.

Ronnie gave me her card, kissed me and squeezed my bum.

She whispered, “I hope father hires you. We can have so much fun. You, Lauren and I. Especially when mummy and daddy, have finished with you. Now, get out I’m bored with you, leave the panties and bra,” Lauren smirked.

I couldn’t wait to see what kind of interview their parents put me through.

My Girlfriend’s Husband

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Never in a million years did I think that foreplay would take this form. My friend and lover Anya was lying next to me naked in my bed telling me about her secret fantasy of a threesome with her husband Jake and myself.

“Sweetie, are you ok?” Anya asked.

For at least five minutes I had been speechless with a questioning look on my face. Here we were both naked and incredibly horny, about to make love and she leans over and whispers in my ear she wants to fuck me while her husband fucks her and then watch him fuck me.

“I’m sorry to spring this on you but I didn’t want to make love to you first and then have it seem like I was buttering you up,” she smiled. “C’mon baby, say something!”

Laughing, I said, “I don’t know what to say. How long have you been thinking about this?”

“Ever since Devon found out about us and demanded a threesome as his ‘compensation.'”

Devon was my asshole on again off again ex-boyfriend. Just recently he became permanently off. He found a letter that Anya had written to me when she and her husband were on vacation in Scotland. It was pretty racy…no, down right pornographic is what it was. I had masturbated several times reading it while she was gone and made her perform on me every sexual act she described in it when she returned. Thinking about it now was making me very wet, even in my state of dumbfoundedness.

“And what does Jake have to say about this?” I asked.

Jake knew that Anya was bisexual and was very secure about it. She never desired to be with another person, man or woman since they had been together until we met a year before. She was very upfront with me about her marriage, her love for her husband, and her feelings for me as well as the boundaries between the two relationships. I had never been involved with a married person before so when she insisted that I become close to her husband (in a non-sexual way) it was very hard at first. But soon I realized that he wanted his wife to be happy, and I was what made her happy so he was all for it. As I was lying there contemplating all this, I became aware of a very pleasant sensation on my right nipple. I looked down to see Anya’s hazel eyes looking up at me as her tongue danced around my nipple then softly flicked back and forth against it.

“Mmmm, you can talk me into anything if you keep doing that,” I said as my eyes involuntarily closed.

“I know baby, but I don’t want to talk you into it, I want you to want it,” she said while still licking me.

Before I got carried away, I took her face in my hands and pulled her up to me. Kissing her lips softly I put my hand over bursa escort her breast and caressed it, her nipple hardening against my palm. It was her turn to moan as she said,

“What are you trying to talk me into?”

Laughing, I said, “Nothing sweetie, I just want you to answer my question. What does Jake have to say about all this?”

“Honestly, through a process very similar to this one, he awkwardly asked what I thought about it.”

Anya looked as though she were holding her breath trying to gauge her lover’s reaction to this partially being her husband’s idea. She knew that Brea was adamant about not being a “play-thing” for the married couple. It took her some time to resolve that fact that Anya was married, and then that her husband was fine with it and welcomed her. Brea didn’t think that her friends could tell but she always seemed to be waiting for a proverbial ball to drop. Only recently did she start to feel completely at ease with the situation and begin to enjoy the feelings that the two women had for each other.

“So basically this was his idea?” Brea said as she slightly backed away from Anya.

“Actually it was both our idea but it’s not what you think.”

“What to you think I think?”

“I think that you’re thinking my husband wants to see what he’s missing out on and fuck his wife’s girlfriend.”

Brea couldn’t help but laugh at Anya’s worst-case scenario interpretation at how she was feeling. While it was true that it had taken her a while to accept the fact that she was seeing a married woman whose husband encouraged the relationship, she had come to trust them both and felt that she knew their intentions a little better than that.

“Well, I didn’t think that Jake was that kind of guy and I doubt you would agree to it even if he were sweetie,” Brea said as she settled back into Anya’s arms.

With a very concentrated look on her face, Brea finally responded.

“Ok.”

“Ok, what?”

“Ok we should try it at least just once.”

“Are you sure baby?”

Anya was sitting straight up at this point, the bed sheets pooled around her waist leaving her 38c sized breasts bare. Brea knew how much she hated it when she looked at her lustfully when they were having a serious conversation so with much restraint she looked her lover directly in the eye, well aware of the display going on down below. Taking Anya’s hands into hers, Brea said,

“Yes I’m sure sweetie. I love you and honestly I have to admit that I’ve had more than one less than honorable thought about your husband. I want this and not just because it would make you happy.”

The two gorgeous women leaned bursa ucuz escort into each other slowly and kissed long and deep. Their tongues caressing around each other and their hands starting to roam over the other’s body. Brea couldn’t stay away from Anya’s breasts any longer as she started to lick down her neck, stopping to suck and bite her skin loving the feel of Anya’s moan against her lips. When she reached her destination she teased her nipples with the tip of her tongue, flicking it back and forth faster and faster.

“Mmmmmm, suck them baby please suck them,” moaned Anya.

For her part one of her hands were filled with Brea’s 42d breasts while the nails of her other hand were moving up and down her back, pressing into her skin just the way she liked. Brea responded to this pleasurable pain by sinking her teeth into the nipple inside her mouth. Brea was lying in between Anya’s legs as she leaned back against the headboard of the bed. Kissing slowly downwards, Brea was driven by the increasing pressure from Anya’s nails raking across her skin. The more Anya scratched, the harder Brea bit, the harder Brea bit, the more Anya moaned, the more Anya moaned the further south Brea licked. This went on until Brea was on her stomach in front of Anya’s heaving body staring intently at the sexiest pair of blue silk panties that anyone could every set their eyes on. Brea moved her hand slowly up Anya’s thigh followed by her lips, making her squirm under her touch.

“You are so unbelievably sexy,” whispered Brea.

After every word she kissed her way inside Anya’s thighs, sliding her hands under her ass pulling her closer. Anya spread her legs wider and ran her hands through Brea’s hair, coxing her even closer to her steaming crotch area.

“Please baby, I need you so much,” whimpered Anya as she felt Brea’s breath against the leg of her panties. “I want to be naked with you sweetie, take them off for me.”

Brea smiled as she took the edge of Anya’s panties between her teeth and tugged them down. In one smooth motion they were off and Brea sensuously licked around Anya’s pussy.

“I can smell how much you want this (lick). I need you so badly I can taste it,” Brea said as she smiled up at Anya.

“Ha ha ha sexy, but if you don’t do something soon I feel like I’m going to explode.”

“Don’t worry, this will be taken care of,” said Brea as moved her finger up and down Anya’s cunt lips. “It’s so beautiful, so soft.”

Now using two fingers to massage her pussy Brea lightly blew directly inside her.

“Mmmmmmm yes babe, please.”

Brea slid her two fingers deep inside bursa elit escort Anya and felt her tighten around them. Looking at her face, hearing her breathing Brea ached to be touched herself. Her cunt was throbbing so much it almost hurt.

“I want you so much, I love how you feel inside,” Brea said as she thrust in and out of her lover over and over again. Watching Anya buck and arch into her hand, feeling her muscles tighten as she came closer and closer to her release.

“I’m so close now baby, I want to feel your mouth on me. Ohhhhhhhhhhh!”

No sooner had Anya moaned out then Brea was sucking each of her cunt lips in turn. Flicking her tongue up and down her slit as she nibble on Anya’s flesh, Brea could feel her own wetness coating her thighs. “I’m going to cum without being touched,” she thought. The feelings were so intense for Brea that every time Anya moaned out in pleasure little sparks would go off in her pussy as well.

Moving her tongue slowly inside of her, Brea could feel Anya’s clit brushing the top of her lip. Brea felt light-headed as she tasted her wetness, felt it covering her mouth and wanting even more. She lifted Anya’s legs over her shoulders and again drove her tongue deep into her cunt, moving it around inside her and trying to hold on as Anya rocked back and forth against her. Her hands found Anya’s breasts again, squeezing her hard nipples and eliciting louder cries from her. Brea pulled her mouth away from Anya’s dripping cunt and locked eyes with her.

“Cum for me sweetie. I want to feel you cum in my mouth so I can lick you dry. You’ll have to beg me to stop and even then I’ll eat you until you push me away.”

With that Anya’s eyes glazed over and she gave in to the pleasures that Brea’s hands and tongue were causing. Feeling her lips around her clit Anya squeezed her thighs tightly around Brea and sunk her nails into her shoulders as she came harder than she could ever remember. It felt so wonderful that Anya thought that surely life would be down hill from this point on. Brea sucked and licked harder and deeper as she drank from Anya’s fountain. Anya’s legs were so tightly wrapped around her head that she didn’t hear the whimpers begging her to stop. Anya literally had to pull her away, up her body and over her mouth kissing her so passionately it took her breath away. Breathlessly, Anya tried to communicate how amazing Brea made her feel.

“Baby you are so…mmmmmm I’m still cumming, I can feel it so strongly. That was…”

“Shhhhhh, I know sweetie. I loved tasting every inch of you, inside and out. Sleep in my arms for now and you can definitely return the favor later. Rest now baby.”

Brea lightly kissed Anya’s face, her cheeks, forehead, ears, and eyes. She loved the little mewings Anya made when she first feel asleep. As if she were still trying to speak but too tired to do so. Brea stared at her sleeping beauty for hours it seemed until she fell asleep as well.

My First Time with Lin

Special Thanks to Kleora for her sweetness and patience in editing what originally was a disaster.

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In the beginning, there was little I knew about Lin. All I could say was that she was beautiful and even when I met her, I was unsure if she would ever be interested in me, let alone in women, though I considered myself to be pretty. I was brown skinned with a nice smile and average height. Even though I was aware culturally and politically of what separated the people of the world, I never let it interfere in desire or love.

I was out with a few girlfriends of mine having drinks and generally hanging out like we usually did when I met Lin. I walked up to the bar and ordered myself another drink; the bartender who was a friend of mine said, “Alright Miss Aisha, this is your last one!” I nodded and smiled, I knew I was beyond tipsy and borderline drunk. I sipped my drink and sighed; I was having a good night. I met a few good looking guys, and I was dressed to the nines in a short, strapless, silver party dress. My hair was slung over my shoulder and even though the lounge was crowded and hot, I managed to only glisten with sweat. I looked out into the crowd and noticed a lone, solitary Asian woman. She was dancing with what looked to be like a friend and I noticed that she was actually quite good. Good enough in fact that a few men had began to stare and hungrily appraise her with their eyes. I shook my head and giggled to myself, I loved men if only for their cavemen like mating techniques.

The song ended and the girl headed to the bar with a friend in tow. As the Asian girl drew closer I could see that she was around the same height as me, possibly an inch or two shorter. She had beautifully shaped chestnut colored eyes and her lips were full and shapely. I allowed myself for a moment to appreciate her small perky breasts. The black dress that she wore accentuated her slender waist that swelled to lush hips and toned legs, and as she stopped right beside me I noticed that she had a small dragon tattoo on her left arm.

I smiled as she ordered a glass of water and another beer. She was a party girl, and bold to be partying in an all black club.

“Hey I saw you out there doing your thing!” I leaned in and whispered in her ear. She laughed and held out her hand to me. “I’m Lin. You?” I shook her hand and flashed a mega watt smile.

“I’m Aisha; pleasure to meet you Lin.”

“Glad to know that I met your approval, Aisha!” I laughed with her and said, “Come on, let’s go dance!” Her girlfriend whispered something in her ear but stayed rooted to the bar opting to watch our drinks rather than join us.

A few songs later my girlfriends found me and said they were ready to go, I wasn’t just yet so I decided to stay and watch this pretty girl who had caught my attention. I had stopped dancing with her and went to go mingle with some people that I knew; I didn’t want to look too hung up on her. At last the night was over, the lights were on and everyone was heading out the door. I was disappointed that I had only seen Lin once more during the whole night and I figured she must have left. However, in a short while I was to be thoroughly surprised.

I sidled up to my ex boyfriend who worked the door and gave him a traditional goodbye kiss on the lips.

Hey,” he said, almost as an afterthought “There was an Asian chick looking for you bursa sınırsız escort outside; do you know her?” I nodded my head;

“Yeah, that’s a friend of mine!” I rushed outside without any further thought to the frown he gave me, he knew most if not all of my friends. I looked out at the parking lot, it was a circus with cars coming and going, people hooking up for the night, and music blaring so it surprised me when someone tapped my shoulder. I spun around and it was Lin. She was smiling brightly and her eyes twinkled with mischief.

“Hey Aisha I wanted to know if you were interested in coming to the casino with me and a few of my girlfriends? I’m not from here but I have a room for the weekend. We were going to hang out and maybe grab some breakfast later.”

“Sure girl! That sounds fun!” And with that, I jumped in my car and followed Lin and her two friends back to the casino.

When we got to the room, it looked like a typical woman’s domain before a night out on the town. Clothes and shoes littered the floor, makeup lined the bathroom counter and a few empty wine glasses were scattered about. I learned quickly that the tall black girl with Lin was Grace, and the shorter Asian girl was Cho. They had all went to college together and Lin was in town with Cho celebrating Grace’s birthday. Restlessly Grace said, “I want to go play the slots! I feel lucky tonight!” Cho and Lin smiled as Grace stripped off her party dress right where she was and changed into some tight black jeans and a midriff baring pink tank top. Cho followed suit in a pair of pink shorts and a white tube top. It was Lin who stayed dressed saying, “I think I’m going to hang with Aisha for a bit,” and turning to look at me she added “if that’s cool with you.” I nodded.

“Yeah, I’m good with that, you got any more wine?” The other girls conceded and promised to be back in less than an hour to come get us for breakfast.

After Lin showed me where the rest of the wine was I poured myself a glass and had a seat on the small couch that was adjacent to the bed. It looked so inviting and soft that I slipped off my shoes, drained the rest of my glass and went to go lie down so I could take a quick power nap. Just as my eyes closed I heard the bathroom door open and heard Lin calling me.

“Aisha, can you help me for a sec?” I got up and walked to the bathroom and saw that Lin was entirely naked except for a towel wrapped around her head. Her dark pink nipples were hard and jutted out from her perky breasts. Her belly was flat and firm looking and I noticed that her navel was pierced. My gaze traveled all the way down her legs to her pretty toenails that glistened with red polish. I tried to control my breathing and steady my voice; she was a work of art. As I stepped in she grabbed a bottle of lotion off of the counter.

“Can you rub this lotion on my back for me? I have dry skin, and I hate the way it bothers me.” I swallowed slowly and nodded. I knew where this was heading and I was already anticipating it. The shower was still going so I said, “After I’m finished I’m going to jump in the shower I feel sweaty from tonight.” Lin giggled.

“Yeah I saw you out there tonight on the dance floor; you were shaking it like you were trying to impress someone!” I didn’t respond, just concentrated on rubbing the lotion on her perfect back. Lin was facing the mirror bursa üniversiteli escort and I stood slightly to her right and behind her. I tried not to make eye contact but I wanted to see how she was reacting to my hands caressing her. As I continued to massage an infinite amount of lotion on her I couldn’t help but notice that her ass was round and shapely and that her legs were much more toned than I had realized. Without even thinking about it, I rubbed my hands down a little further until they were grazing the top of her ass. Lin didn’t say anything, she just stood there with her eyes half closed and a little grin on her face so I took it a step further.

I pulled the lid of the toilet seat down, sat on it and proceeded to massage lotion into the back of her thighs, where they met the bottom of her ass. She was so soft. The more I rubbed her, the wetter I got. I took the green light when I heard her moan a little bit. I gently pressed the inside of her legs apart with my thumbs and started massaging the lotion into her parted thighs. I rubbed higher and higher until I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy. Slowly and carefully I “accidentally” slid a finger over her lips and found that she was shaven clean. She gripped the counter for support and I had to stop myself now, otherwise I would keep going until she came.

I stood up and got undressed, her eyes watching me in the mirror.

“Sit down.” I said quietly as I got into the shower making sure she was watching me soap up my own body. She never looked away, and only murmured small comments like; “Your body is so curvy,” or “you have beautiful legs”.

I handed her the towel and said “Wash my back please.” And she did, slowly, almost lazily, easing further and further down until she got to my ass, it was with that she turned me around and began to soap up the front of my mound.

“Spread your legs please.” She said in a soft voice. I eagerly did this and her little brows knitted together as she squatted down and ran her fingers back and forth over my smooth pussy. She slid one small finger between my fleshy folds and it was all I could do to not fall over. I rinsed off and jumped out of the shower, I couldn’t wait any longer. I grabbed Lin’s hand and almost ran back to the bed. I slid on top of the covers, scooting myself until I got to the middle. She climbed up as well, sat astride me and began grinding her velvety pussy against my own.

I wrapped my hands around Lin’s waist as she leaned down, giving me better access to suck on her pink and swollen nipples. She pulled away as she grabbed my breasts and started to knead them.

“Oh I love your breasts; they’re so big and beautiful.” I moaned as she lifted my leg up and slid her soaking wet slit up against mine and began to grind hard. The wetness that we both created made little sucking and slurping noises as we moved back and forth. I wanted to come, needed to come, but I wasn’t ready yet. I sat up and kept one of her legs on my shoulder and leaned down to her wet yoni. It was beautifully shaped and very tight. I slid a finger in and Lin arched her back as I put my mouth on her swollen lips and sucked.

“Oh my, oh damn…”She moaned. I ate her hungrily; she tasted so sweet, and her clit was hard as a rock. Her hips were moving in circles and she had her hands bursa anal yapan escort wrapped in my hair pulling me down on her pussy. Her long hair had come undone from her towel ages ago, so as I turned over and brought her on top of my face I saw it hanging over her shoulders swinging back and forth as she bucked on my mouth. I slid out from under her and said, “Lift up Lin.” And she did as she swung around and grabbed a pillow, wedging it underneath my ass.

We were now in a 69 and a jolt of shock went through me when I felt her soft mouth on my aching pussy. Lin was skilled at what she did. Swirling circles around my clit, sucking on it slowly until it hardened and then licking my labia until I cooled down again. I tried to do even better by grabbing her soft hips and pulling her whole cunt into my mouth, sucking the entire thing until she was trembling from wanting to come so bad. When she could take no more, Lin slid away from me and laid me back in the bed.

“Hold on” was all she said and she went to one of her bags. A moment later she turned around and produced a strap on. The shaft was light brown, long and thick. I held out my hand and she gave it to me. I strapped it on with little difficulty and lay back again in the bed. I wanted her on top of me and as she started to climb on I stopped her by placing kisses all over her breasts and collarbone.

“Aisha you feel so good, I want you.” She whispered. I murmured back, “I want you too baby.” And then I pulled her small curvy body on top of the strap on. As she took more of it in her, I could feel the friction nudging my own clit and when she was all the way down with her swollen pussy rubbing against the harness I grabbed her ass and began to rock her hips. Nothing can describe the sensation of her slow grind and the moaning she did. Lin’s hands came up and grabbed my breasts and rubbed them together and pinching the nipples until they perked up. She pushed them together and sucked both of them at the same time. The feeling of her soft, wet tongue on my sensitive nipples drove me crazy.

I grabbed her hips again and bounced her up and down, I was so close, but I was waiting on her. I turned her over and sat back on my knees. Lin automatically spread her legs and perked her ass up. I grabbed her by the waist and slid the dildo in; it was already so wet with her juices. I teased her for a second, alternating between the dildo and my hand that rubbed her whole yoni.

“More please! Oh damn this feels so good… please don’t stop Aisha!” She moaned loudly as I proceeded to fuck her as hard as I could. I grabbed her small breasts as they bounced and dug in deeper until I felt my own orgasm building up, threatening to erupt.

“Aisha, oh fuck, I’m about to come!” This drove me over the edge and I bucked my hips even faster. It was all I could do to not pass out as Lin began to moan louder and louder.

“I’m coming! I’M COMING, OH FUCK I’M COMING AISHA! FUCK ME HARDER, PLEASE!” My own orgasm erupted as the nub grinded against my clit and wave after wave of sensation overtook all of my senses.

We lay there quietly in the aftermath holding one another and kissing each other softly on the lips until we heard the door opening. I made a move to get up, but Lin said, “No, it’s okay. They know.” I lifted my head up, still short of breath and saw Grace and Cho come in quietly, little smiles on their faces. Without another word Cho came over and took the harness off me and before I could protest she lowered her head and began softly lapping up my juices. Grace stood behind Cho murmuring encouraging words and rubbing her ass and thighs until Lin got up and began to pull Graces jeans down. I had no idea that the night was far from over…

My First Love – Again

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My first love – again Part 1

As she looked around everyone in the classroom seemed confident to Taylor. Like they all knew the answers to the exam that was soon to begin. She bit her lower lip nervously as Mr. Glasgow handed out the exam to the class. When she got the paper, she though that it was easier then it looked. Picking up her mechanic pencil from her desk she slowly stared to work though the questions. When she got stuck on one of them she decided to the next one, without wasting the precious time. The feeling of fear and confusion ran trough her body as she went on to the next question and found out that she actually knew that one.

She realized that not knowing one question or getting stuck in it didn’t mean it was the end of the world, or that she was a complete failure. In about an hour Mr. Glasgow looked at his clock, then at the class, which was mostly empty, a couple of students were still writing, hoping to complete the last questions, including Taylor.

“Pencils down, the time have run out. Please don’t forget write your name and class on the paper and hand it in to me. I hope you all did well!” said Mr. Glasgow and wrote the scores necessary to get a certain grade on the blackboard.

When Taylor heard his voice her pencil shook and a lump of nerves formed in her stomach, she wasn’t done yet, and she knew she had the answer on the tip of her tongue, she just had to write it down, but she didn’t have time for that. With a slight sigh she wrote her name and class then stood up from her desk gathering her books and bag. Walking past the teacher’s desk she put her test on top of the others and walked out of the classroom.

She wasn’t satisfied with her test and she wished she would have a little more time to finish up the last touches on it. With a sad expression on her face she closed the door and looked around the corridor. Jake was nowhere to be seen. She sighed and felt disappointed as he promised her he’d wait until the exam was over. Then they where supposed to go out with Nicki and Vincent to dinner, later that night they would watch movies and have a pleasant evening together. Now that was ruined, since he never showed up in the first place. Taylor knew he had a good excuse; he would never bail on her just like that. Still it better be a hell of a good one, because she was already in a bad mood.

“That jerk, he promised he would wait on me so we could go to dinner together.” Taylor said quietly to herself, she walked a couple of steps forward. Suddenly she heard a familiar voice behind her, not expecting it she jumped a little, startled, turning around she smiled in surprise.

“You startled me, Nicki” Taylor said smiling, forgetting everything about the exam. Seeing that friendly smile always made her in a better mood. Taylor was happy about having Nicki as her best friend; it was only a coincidence that both their boyfriends played for the same basketball team on campus. Nicki and her met and started talking at one of the matches and slowly became good friends; Jake and Vincent were best buddies so they all became a perfect match. The pack of the four of them could do everything bursa escort together, except for the personal couple time which they had from time to time. It meant that Nicki and Vincent would do something just the two of them and the same went for Taylor and Jake.

“The jerk is with my boyfriend; they went to shoot some ball. Vincent challenged him, and you know that Jake never backs out of a challenge. He said he was sorry and had those cute puppy eyes and that he will make it up to you. He sent me to tell you that, but hey, that’s not too bad is it? I though you liked me, sweetie.” Nicki said with a shy smile on her face, a slight grin was hidden behind it.

Taylor shook her head and smiled, she looked at Nicki knowing that she couldn’t be mad at Jake anymore, it was sweet of him to send her Nicki, and he knew how much she liked her.

“Yes, I like you a lot, but still he could have at least texted me, I wanted to kiss him and hoped that it would make me feel a little better…” Taylor said quietly and looked down at the floor stamping on a cigarette bud that lay there.

“Oh, sweetie, it couldn’t have gone that bad, right? Not after I went though the questions you needed help with? Yesterday you said you’d understood it.” Nicki was referring to the exam that Taylor took and the help she’d given Taylor on questions she was stuck on.

Taylor felt the tears forming in her eyes as she looked up at Nicki. After all Nicki did for her she couldn’t even pass this stupid test! When Nicki saw this she hugged her tightly, rubbing her back, hoping to make her feel batter. Taylor could smell the sweet scent of the perfume as she breathed in. She put her head on Nicki’s shoulder and just stood like that for a while happy that Nicki cared for her.

“I’m sorry Nicki, with all your help, it still went to hell” Taylor sobbed and put her arms around Nicki. The warmth was comforting and Taylor didn’t want to let her go. Nicki didn’t push her away, knowing that Taylor needed her more then ever now. She knew Taylor wasn’t a star in math and she tried to help her in that subject if Taylor needed her help or asked for it.

“Honey, it will be okay, I promise,” Nicki’s words where sweet and caring, Taylor felt herself melting into her best friend’s arms.

Taylor felt the tears running down her cheeks and the anger towards herself grew even more. She tired to calm down but it was hard. Slowly she stopped crying and held on to Nicki feeling lucky to have her as a best friend. Unwillingly she pulled away from their warm embrace and saw Nicki smiling at her. Nicki saw that Taylor stared to calm down a little; she waited a few seconds before she spoke.

“One test isn’t the whole world sweetie, you will have more chances to score an A in math I promise, and I will help you with that. Your next test is on Monday right? We have plenty of time to study, come by our apartment Friday night and we’ll have a sleepover, some fun, and study. The boy’s will find something to do then, we’ll shove them out of our way. We both could use some girly time without them, it was a long time since we did something together just the two of us. What do you say, dose that sound like a good plan?” Nicki said in a tender voice, really caring for her friend.

“Would you really do that for me? But don’t you and Vincent have plans for this weekend? Weren’t you supposed to go to that romantic getaway trip to the city then?” Taylor asked concerned, still knowing that her friend would cancel any of her own plans just in order to help her with her studies.

“Yes, but I can’t have fun with my boyfriend bursa escort bayan when my best friend in the whole world is here sulking and stressing over a stupid test! Besides Vincent cares about you too and wouldn’t mind, we can always go next weekend. No big deal.” Nicki took Taylor’s hands in her and squeezed then lightly, letting her friend know that she was there for her no matter what.

“Thank you Nicki. How can I ever repay you?” Taylor asked feeling better about her next math text already. Taylor knew that with Nicki’s help she wouldn’t fail, before they had only gone over the problems quickly before class, this time they could study for real. Taylor lit up and her sad face was forgotten. She smiled even brighter.

“Don’t mention it, but since you’d mentioned it you can help me with history, you know I suck at it. And just promise me that we’ll have fun and that the frown on your face will turn into a smile.” She paused for a short while then added, “About that kiss you mentioned earlier, if you want to, since Jake isn’t here I don’t mind being his replacement for once…” Nicki said with a grin and saw how Taylor’s eyes widened at that remark.

“Huh, really?” Taylor asked and moved up closer to Nicki. She touched her hand softly, looking her in the eyes making sure she was okay with this once more. Nicki nodded her head. Taylor was smiling at the fact that Nicki was enjoying this as much as she was.

The girls had kissed many times before in spin the bottle when they play it together with friends, Jake and Vincent. There the kiss required tongue and was supposed to last at least for thirty seconds. Their friends seemed to think them kissing was hot, so did their boyfriends, of course all of them knew it was for fun and never took it very seriously, especially after a couple of shoots of alcohol.

Taylor leaned in slightly towards Nicki and touched her forehead against hers. She could feel her hot breath on her face was she waited for Nicki to lean in the rest of the way and let their lips met like so many times before. Still somehow this time seemed different to the girls, this time both of them would be sober and clear in their heads as they kissed unlike they other times they’d done it.

Taylor knew that Nicki loved to tease her and did it any opportunity she got, she was being annoyed by it but she knew Nicki was doing it to increase their pleasure, even without realizing it most of the time. When she felt Nicki’s hands slowly inching up and touching her neck gently it felt like time slowed down, stretching out like warm taffy. Her every movement made Taylor want to scream out of pleasure and her every breath made her long for her even more, with hungrier lust and passion.

But Taylor knew she had to keep these feelings for herself, she knew that if Nicki knew about them, she would hate her. She had a boyfriend whom she loved more then anything and the same thing went for Taylor. But lately she just couldn’t deny the feelings she felt for Nicki, she wanted to be more then friends with her, and all the nights she been dreaming about her when she was with Jake in bed made her go crazy. She was falling for her, knowing she would never be able to be with her. Taylor snapped back into reality when Nicki licked her earlobe then nibbled on it with gentle movements.

Taylor didn’t hear anything around her, the sounds disappeared into the distant and became a blur to her. Her whole attention was now focused on Nicki. She smiled and moved in closer to Nicki, closing the gap between them, their bodies were pressed bursa merkez escort against one another and Taylor could feel the outline of Nicki’s bra under her blouse. Nicki noticed a slight blush on her cheeks as her fingers traveled upwards Taylor’s face.

Nicki ran her fingers along with Taylor’s jawbone and tilted her head slightly so her neck would expose to her. When Nicki did that Taylor knew she was defeated then she felt a rush of heat run through her body. It was a comforting heat, a welcoming heat. She tensed up; Nicki felt that and licked her neck with the tip of her tongue gently to see Taylor’s reaction.

This made Taylor shiver with a soft moan, which she tried to muffle with her teeth clinched together, but it somehow managed to escape her lips anyway. She was enjoying what Nicki was doing to her and Nicki herself didn’t seem to mind, neither did she stop her movements. When she didn’t do that Taylor leaned away from Nicki, trying to speak, the words didn’t come out as strong and collected she wanted them to.

“Ni-Nicki… maybe this wasn’t such a good idea…” she stuttered in a protest she knew she wouldn’t be able to win, words came out in a stutter. Thinking went out the window for the girl, hell, even breathing was getting harder.

This seemed to annoy Nicki so to get Taylors attention back and her thoughts into the right place she sank her mouth deeper into Taylor’s neck, sucking at the sensitive skin, making Taylor moan louder and pressing herself harder against Nicki. Nicki’s right hand moved upwards Taylor’s body, slid under her sweater and found her breast underneath her bra, she placed her hand on it slowly massaging it in circles. Nicki felt her nipple harden when she teased it with her fingers, rolling it in small circles underneath her fingers, Taylor squirmed under her touch.

She knew Taylor wouldn’t be able to take much more so she leaned away slightly, giving her some time to process what just happened. She slipped her hand down her side then she placed both her hands on Taylor’s hips and smiled. Taylor was breathing heavy likewise herself, she panted as she tried to get her breathing under control again. Nicki had made her hot, Taylor wanting her so badly.

“Kiss me!” Taylor hissed as she was able to find her words again. Nicki didn’t hesitate to disobey; leaning forward to her best friend she knew that Taylor felt something for her. She liked Taylor a lot too; they could fool around together and not have any guilty feelings or obligations to each other afterwards. Both girls had loving boyfriends, who would do absolutely anything for them; none of them would ever cheat on them, which they were both aware of. Not knowing what it was that she was feeling for Taylor, Nicki felt fear creeping up her spine, making the small hairs on her arms raise. She had a loving boyfriend, and so did Taylor, she knew that this was a one time thing, and that it would never repeat itself again after today, at least without alcohol.

Their lips met in a sensual way with much more passion then they excepted, the kiss was quite long, both girls wanted to stretch it for as long as they could, the forbidden territory was desired and longer for. None of them had the courage to French kiss right now, since they knew that would end with something complete different, which would lack the aware self control they had now, no matter how small. Taylor felt her lips touch Nicki’s again and again. Each kiss with more passion and lust then the next, wishing the moment would never end she put her hands around her neck.

Suddenly Nicki heard footsteps nearby, Taylor didn’t seem to notice or mind them she was so caught up in their kiss. The footsteps came closer and she recognized the voices of their boyfriends. They where coming back from the gym which was located at the other side of the building.

End of part 1 ~ If requested I will submit part 2.

Mary’s Evolution: Book 10

This Book, like the others in the series, hopefully can be read as separate entities, and if the reader finds the story interesting he or she can investigate the tale from the beginning.

Mary’s Evolution was originally going to be put up here in one piece as a novel/novella, but I thought that since there were so many things in the story that were likely to offend as easily as titillate, I decided to break the story up into segments that were clearly marked.

Mary Koutusis, for those new here, is an 18 year old girl who up until recently had been a portly virgin who was content with a life of scholarly honors. Once her best friend’s father took a liking to her, Mary began to change in every way imaginable, losing some weight while experiencing a rather abrupt change in her libido.

Now, having moved out of the sphere of influence of her first lover, Greg Mullin, she had her sights on Colin Heath, the state assemblyman who had managed to cast his spell over Mary.

Mary’s Evolution: Book Ten

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Chapter One: Colin Heath here.

“Hi!” Mary said in a voice that betrayed how badly she had wanted to hear that voice on the other end of the phone, and as she eased herself into the computer chair and brought up the picture of the tall, handsome politician that was her background image, she immediately felt the moistness between her legs. “I hadn’t heard from you in a while and I was getting worried.”

“Busy time for me, I’m afraid,” Colin Heath replied. “Plus, there’s a lot of things going on for me lately.”

“Good things?”

“I think so,” Colin responded. “But I thought that this might be a good weekend for us to get together.”

“You and me?” Mary said excitedly.

“Yes, and there’s somebody else I would like you to meet as well.”

“Somebody else?” Mary said in a tone that indicated her disappointment.

“Yes. Someone very important to me. Someone who has helped make me what I am today,” Colin explained. “I’ve spoken so much about you that she really wants to meet you in the flesh.”

“She?” Mary said.

“Yes. I think it’s essential you meet the people that are important to me. The ones that have helped me so much over the years. That is, if you want to be part of my life.”

“Yes!” Mary exclaimed too loudly, and kicked herself while she flicked through the photos she had gotten from his campaign stuff on line. “I mean, sure.”

“Because I thought we really seem to click together, don’t you Mary?”

“Oh yeah,” Mary said with a giggle.

“I’m here in Washington in my hotel room,” Colin lamented. “Wishing you were here.”

“I wish I was too,” Mary said.

“If you were here, what would you do?”

“Anything you wanted,” Mary heard herself saying.

“Those things we did last time,” Colin recalled. “Did you like that?”

“Yes. It hurt, but I liked it.”

“You seemed to like Johanna. I guess it’s safe to say that you like women too.”

“I guess so,” Mary agreed. “I like Johanna.”

“Have you had any other experiences with women?”

“Just with my best friend,” Mary confessed, leaving out that little escapade with Tracy Mullin out in the driveway.

“Ah yes, the little blonde – what’s her name? Brianna is it?”

“Yeah,” Mary said, sounding confused. “How do you know about her?”

“Colin Heath knows all,” he chuckled. “Knows all and tells nothing. A good policy to have, isn’t it? Do you know what I’m doing right now, besides talking to you?”

“I’m looking at you,” Colin said without waiting for a response from a bewildered Mary. “Looking at you and talking to you and doing something to myself. Care to guess?”

“Jerking off?” Mary giggled.

“Give that lady a cigar,” Colin announced, and while she wasn’t exactly right, the idea was the same.

The device he had slipped onto his cock was doing the work for him, and all he had to do was lit the switch and let his auto-suck device do the work.

“What are you doing, my dear?” Colin asked.

“Looking at pictures of you. From the net,” Mary explained. “Your wife – she’s very pretty,” Mary added while looking at the distinguished looking redhead posing next to Colin in the campaign photos, who certainly was attractive.

“You can tell her that when you meet her,” Colin said.

“Huh? I don’t want to meet her. I want you.”

“You shall and you will. So tell me, are your nipples hard?”

“Yes,” Mary admitted. “They always are when I’m thinking about you.”

“Mmm… that’s nice to hear. Extraordinary nipples you have Mary. How I wish you were here right now, looking up at me from between my legs as your lips slide all the way down my cock. You’re such an incredible cocksucker, you know that?”

“So I’ve been told,” Mary said. “It helps that you’ve got such a beautiful cock.”

“Do tell.”

“It’s so long and beautifully shaped,” Mary said, her hand going down between her legs as she pictured the guy on her monitor naked. “The way it tapers down makes it seem like it was designed especially for my mouth – and bursa escort throat.”

The breathing on the other end of the phone was getting deeper and louder, and Mary’s own legs were twitching as she stroked herself.

“You still shaving your armpits?”

“Every day,” Mary said. “Told you I’m like a werewolf.”

“You liked it when Johanna shaved you. I could tell.”

“Yes. I wish she would do it for me every morning. I never can get myself as smooth as she did.”

“That’s because you’re such a hairy little wench,” Colin said. “I’m going to cum soon.”

“I wish I was there to swallow it,” Mary said.

“Me too,” Colin grunted. “Just thinking about that hairy pussy and those big jugs of yours makes me wild.”

“Just think how much fun we could have if we were ever all by ourselves,” Mary said hopefully.

“Soon,” Colin said as the device began taking him to orgasm. “This weekend will be – interesting.”

“I haven’t had sex in like, days. I’m so horny I could scream,” Mary said.

“Go ahead. Scream if you want.”

“Can’t. My parents are home.”

“Then tell me what you’re going to do to me.”

“I’m gonna suck your cock until you beg for mercy,” Mary explained. “I want you to put your cock between my breasts and…”

“Tits,” Colin grunted. “Not breasts.”

“Between my tits,” Mary said. “I’m going to squeeze my tits around your cock until you cum all over my face, and then I’m going to lick your asshole until you get hard again, and then…”

“ARRRGH!” Colin groaned as he filled the sleeve of the device with his ejaculation, and the sounds he made blended with Mary’s stifled whimpering as she sunk to her knees with the force of her orgasm.

“That was good,” Colin said eventually, sliding the device off of his cock and looking at the pool of semen he had deposited inside of it. “This weekend, right Mary? The car will pick you up at 7 Friday.”

“Who is this woman that you want me to meet?” Mary asked.

“Someone very important to me, like I told you. It will be a very nice evening.”

“I don’t want a nice evening. I want you to fuck me like an animal. Come on,” Mary said playfully. “Give me a hint.”

“Must everything be about sex?”

“No, but almost everything,” Mary said with a giggle.

“You’ll be meeting my psychiatrist,” Colin replied just before disconnecting the call. “Seven o’clock.”

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Chapter Two: Meeting at the cabin.

Mary ran out to the limousine, which was a couple of minutes early, and as she ran out the the car she could see her father looking out the window at her. Something that was going to be tough to explain, Mary thought as the tall black guy driving the limo opened the door for her, but that would be for tomorrow.

Mary could feel the driver’s eyes on her as she climbed into the backseat, and when her short skirt rode up a bit high she made no effort to keep it down, giving the sharp dressed guy a good long look at her creamy white and slightly plump thighs before he closed the door.

What a feeling it was to be gawked at by people, Mary thought to herself, especially after all those years of covering herself up. Still a little chubby, but maybe she could get rid of those reminders of the Mary of the past from her butt and thighs.

Her waist was still a bit thick too, Mary admitted as the limo pulled away from her house, but the way her boobs hung down hid most of the evidence of that. The boobs – well, it appeared that they were not going anywhere. To think of how ashamed she had always been of them in the past. Nowadays she wore clothes designed to draw attention to them, and the way she felt when she got looked at was beyond description.

Like the way the limo driver kept glancing back at her in the rear view mirror. He had subtly tried to look up her skirt when she got into the car, and he was the same guy that had driven her up to the cabin the last time. He had been checking out her breasts last time, but given the very conservative way she was dressed tonight – blue blazer and matching skirt, with a white sleeveless top underneath – it was nothing very provocative, unless she took off the blazer.

“You take a lot of people up to the cabin?” Mary asked through the open glass panel at the driver, who smiled when he saw Mary take off the blazer.

“I took you up not long ago,” he said with a smile.

“I know. I remember,” Mary said, feeling her nipples push out the fabric of the bra and blouse. “I meant other people. Other women.”

“Like I said, I do remember taking you up a while back.”

“Oh, I get it. You’re the strong, silent type. Don’t like to drive and tell?” Mary said with a smile.

“That’s right.”

“Too bad,” Mary said, looking at the thickly padded seat and wondering what it would be like to have sex in a limo.

The driver was good looking enough, and certainly seemed interested enough in her body. Maybe not fucking, because it would be bad form to show up at the cabin with her pussy full of cum, but giving some head would escort bursa take the edge off of her nerves. This meeting Colin’s psychiatrist – what was up with that?

Maybe just another way of getting into her head. Colin liked to do that, just as Greg had before. It had affected her enough to dress in this business-like manner for tonight, and made her apprehensive about what was in store for her.

“Am I supposed to tip you?” Mary asked innocently. “I’m not used to this sort of thing.”

“No, ma’am,” the driver said. “I’m well compensated.”

“Does Mr. Heath do a lot of business with your company?”

“Mr. Heath is the company.”

“You mean,” Mary said as she tried to understand. “You work for Mr. Heath?”

“Correct.”

“Oh, I didn’t know that,” Mary said.

“And now you do.”

“Guess there’s a lot of things I don’t know,” Mary mused.

“I guess we could all say that.”

“Does that mean I couldn’t show you my appreciation for driving?” Mary asked while biting her lower lip and staring at the rear view mirror.

“Afraid not,” the driver said.

“Hope it isn’t because you don’t find me…”

“This is a great gig,” the man said. “And I plan to keep it, no matter how uh… big,” the driver said, pausing while adjusting the mirror downward. “The temptation.”

“But Mr. Heath lets you look, and talk, I see.”

“Correct. He doesn’t mind what kind of conversations I engage in as long as the passenger initiates it, and he doesn’t mind my looking at whatever the lady – wants me to see.”

“Interesting,” Mary said, adjusting her skirt so that she could ease her left leg up on the seat while stretching her arm over the back. “How do I look?”

“You look fine, ma’am.”

“You can call me Mary.”

“No, I can’t ma’am, but thank you. And you do look fine.”

“Thanks.”

“I see you got rid of the hair under your arms,” the driver said as he readjusted the mirror.

“Oh,” Mary said, feeling the color rise in her cheeks. “I guess you really are observant. You didn’t care for the hair either, I take it?”

“Like I said, I can look, but the hair didn’t move me one way or the other,” the driver explained. “Frankly, you have many other parts that interest me more.”

“That’s more like it,” Mary giggled. “So what would you think about pulling over to the side of the road and coming back here so I could suck your cock?”

“I think that sounds like a wonderful idea.”

“You’d like to do that?”

“Of course I would!”

“Well?” Mary said after the car continued flying down the road.

“You told me to think about it and asked me if I would like to do it, ma’am. As for doing it, I’m afraid that I can’t, but I do appreciate the offer. And Mr. Heath will be amused when I tell him about it.”

“You’re going to tell him what I said?” Mary asked.

“Absolutely,” the driver assured Mary as the car began the bumpy ride up the dirt road to the cabin.

“No need to worry about that, ma’am,” the driver said as he pulled up to the cabin. “It’s not like he’s going to get mad as you for coming on to me like you did. Matter of fact, Mr. Heath – he likes to hear things like that.”

***

Chapter Three: The psychiatrist.

“Mary!” Colin exclaimed loudly and dramatically as he opened the door with a flourish, ushering the nervous teenager into the den of the cabin, and as he gave her a hug Mary saw the other guest over by the bar.

A tall willowy woman with brilliantly red hair that fell to her shoulders was holding a drink and looking amused at the scene that unfolded at the doorway. As Colin led Mary over to the bar, Mary was trying to think about who the woman reminded her of, but she was drawing a blank as the three of them met in the corner.

“This is my… psychiatrist,” Colin said, and Mary noticed the subtle glances between the two of them while trying to figure out how she recognized the woman.

She was probably around Colin’s age, perhaps in her middle 40’s, but she was a stunning woman for any age. Smooth skin and a shapely body, the redhead was almost as tall as Colin was, which made her a good foot taller than Mary.

The redhead was wearing a beautiful floral print short-sleeved dress, which showed a lot of her slender and shapely long legs as well as revealing much of her arms, which were coated with a galaxy of freckles all the way up to where the sleeves started at her biceps.

“Colin’s being funny – or at least trying to be,” the woman said in a cutting tone, and as she extended her hand Mary’s eyes were dazzled by the enormous diamond that sparkled on her slender ring finger. “I’m Whitney, and you must be Mary.”

Mary’s face turned ashen, and she looked to Colin for assistance. Colin’s only help was to shrug his shoulders and hand her a vodka and tonic before moving toward the door.

“I’ll let you two get acquainted,” Colin said, and in a flash he was out the door.

“There’s no reason to be upset,” the woman Mary now recognized suggested. “I take it you know bursa escort bayan who I am.”

“Yes,” Mary said, her heart jumping when she heard the sound of a car starting up outside, followed by the sound of tires flying down the gravel road. “You’re Mrs. Heath. Colin’s wife.”

“Let’s relax,” Whitney said, escorting Mary over to the rustic couch. “You look like you need to sit down.”

Chapter Four: Apologies.

“I’m sorry,” Mary managed to say as she was led over to the couch.

“Sorry?” Whitney said with a laugh. “About fucking my husband or about me knowing about it?”

“Both, I guess,” Mary said, after draining the glass.

“Well, don’t be,” Whitney replied. “For the record, the name is Whitney Collier-Heath. Rather important really, at least the Collier part. You’re probably familiar with the company of the same name. Cosmetics? Then again, maybe not. Colin says you’re more of a natural girl.”

“Heard of it,” Mary nodded, and although she bought the cheaper stuff at the drug store, she knew of the pricier cosmetic line. “Uh – can I get another drink?”

“Help yourself Mary,” Whitney said, and her eyes followed the girl as she walked over to the bar, noting her plump yet shapely calves as well as the voluptuous figure than moved beneath the painfully business casual outfit she was wearing.

Mary felt the woman’s eyes on her as she made a strong drink with shaking hands, and when she got back to the couch she tried to compose herself enough to converse like an adult.

“Having trouble getting a handle on what’s going on?” Whitney asked as Mary sat down at the other end off the sofa. “I can almost see the gears turning in your brain trying to figure it all out. Who is this old bag? Where’s Colin off to?”

“Sort of,” Mary confessed, and the thought that this elegant looking woman was going to pull out a hatchet and split her skull open had crossed her mind, although that was probably more a reflection of the many horror movies she had seen than anything Mrs. Heath said or did. “Not the old part though. You’re beautiful. Even prettier than in the campaign photos.”

“Those?” Whitney scoffed. “Oh yes, those are priceless, aren’t they? Me holding onto an ear of corn pretending I’ve got a clue about how to grow it, or even cook it? Amusing, isn’t it? It’s all marketing. Selling the product. Can’t have the wife of their representative seem to above that sort of thing. Part of the price you have to pay to get where you want to go.”

“I don’t understand.”

“You will, dear,” Whitney said. Colin says you’re quite intelligent – for your age.”

“Where did he go? Your – Colin I mean.”

“Off to Washington, I think. Has to kiss some important ass I think. You don’t follow politics much do you, Mary?”

“No,” she confessed.

“You will, or at least you should. If you want to get where you want to go, that is.”

“I don’t know where I’m going,” Mary admitted, her eyes sheepishly traveling along the woman’s body from her slender ankles right up to the prominent breasts that strained the floral print of her dress. “After seeing you, I don’t know why I’m here. You’re stunning looking. Compared to you, I’m…”

“Just what Colin is attracted to,” Whitney said in cutting her off. “Thanks for the kind words though. I’m glad you find me attractive looking though, Mary. “

“He – Colin said you were his psychiatrist.”

“I am, in a way,” Whitney said. “That’s my calling. Colin has great confidence in my opinion and values my guidance.”

“As well as my money,” Whitney said with a chuckle. “So when he told me about you, I thought we should get to know each other. I know a great deal about you, so it’s only fair that you should know a little about me too, as well as Colin. That way, when you need to make a decision, you’ll know what the score is.”

“Decision?”

Chapter Five: Whitney and Colin.

“We met in college, and it was clear that we both had similar ambitions and dreams,” Whitney began. “We also found out that we had other common interests, but I’ll save that for later. Anyway, Colin had a dream. He wanted to be the President of the United States.”

“I had an ambition of my own. I wanted to be Jackie Kennedy. A little before your time, but since I was a child I wanted to have my own Camelot, like the Kennedy’s did. Being the First Lady was my ambition, and since my family had the money, all I needed was to hitch my wagon to the right horse. The horse I chose was Colin.”

“Things didn’t go as smoothly as I had hoped,” Whitney continued. “After I put Colin through law school and we got married, he began to make his way through the system. Ward leader. City Council, and then this current thing as Assemblyman. Had a little bump in the road in the early going, as dear Colin has a problem keeping his rocket in his pocket, as you have figured out by now I’m sure.”

“Anyway, a few years ago we thought that we were on the way. Colin was going to become a United States Senator,” Whitney said. “Until a certain woman from Arkansas decided that she wanted it, that is. Now she’s gone, and there’s somebody keeping the seat warm for now, but not for long.”

“Colin a United States Senator?” Mary asked.

“Next fall,” Whitney declared with confidence.

Little Vixen

I take you right in the hall….

Pushed the door closed behind us, and pinned you there my hands tangled in your hair, kissing you, passionately like you had my next breath. I tilt your head back so that I can kiss and suck at your neck and ears, panting almost just from the taste of your skin on my tongue. I throw off my jacket and it hits your floor, I don’t care, my purse is there with it. I attack you again, pinning your back to the wall, pressing my body into yours stopping you from moving as I assault your mouth again. I can’t get enough….

I run my hands over your body, feeling your breasts, you’re panting now with me, whimpering “Please” as I touch your breasts; your nipples already so tight, I roll them between my fingers, pinching to hear you gasp with the little bite of pain, I smile into your throat where I am kissing you.

“My good little vixen” I purr into your ear as I slide up your top, I have to touch you. I can’t stop.

You writhe between me and the wall.

I stop long enough to take off my shoes and take you to the couch. I throw you down and put your hands above your head, stretched out you wantonly spread your legs for me with a devious little grin.

I know what you want but I am not going to give it to you yet, I want to taste your nipples and suck on them and see if I can make you cum that way first, by now it has been days and I can feel how hot you are as I kneel between your legs on the couch. Pressing hard with my thigh against your wanting sex, you moan and arch your back.

I know it won’t take much…but I want it to last. It’s your first time with a woman and I want you to feel everything…

I push up your top and you have the sexiest lingerie on for me. I can’t help it I bend over you and bury my face between your tits and you hiss out a “Yessss”.

You bring your arms down and grab handfuls of my hair and pull. I groan. I love it that you are so rough in return, that you aren’t timid. You want to touch me to. I come up and kiss you again, pushing you up so you can see me.

I want you to see everything.

“You can only touch my head and arms for now Vixen, do you understand?”

You pant harder at my orders. You love this part.

Submitting to me. You like it more then you thought you would.

I pull your shirt off over your head and remove your bra and am almost breathless at how beautiful you are. I want to touch you all over, and you want it too. I can see in your eyes; you don’t want me to stop.

I bend down and order you to watch me. I look at you the entire time as I take your breasts in my hands and caress you. Watching you arch and rub yourself against my leg. You want to get off so badly, but I am not going to touch you there, not yet.

I have special plans for your sweet pussy…

I kiss and suck and lick every inch of your chest, leaving nowhere untouched.

You are moaning and clawing at my head, but you do as you are told and watch me and I watch you, too. I want to see what you like, what you don’t.

I want you begging me when I finally lick you.

You’re panting, whimpering with every touch.

“What bursa escort do you want my little Vixen? Tell me.” I say with a flick of my tongue across your nipple before blowing a soft breeze over it puckering it again.

“Touch me, please…I want you to touch me”

“But I am touching you my pet, where do you want me to touch you?”

My grin is devious as I nip at your skin with my teeth making you cry out.

I love the sound of it and I groan, my panties are soaked now; just from touching you, hearing you.

“Please…. let me touch you… kiss me again, please?”

You pull me up and wrap your arms around me and kiss me hard rubbing your length against me, moaning and sighing into my mouth, overwrought you need to cum.

So bad after all this time, all this teasing.

I want to hear that giggle … I want to hear you cum for me…

I break our kiss with a groan. Your lips are so sweet, and you smell so good. I can smell it on your skin you are ready. You raise your hips to grind against me. You want me inside you; my tongue, my fingers, anything I will put there you don’t care, you are mad with want.

“Are you wet?”

I know the answer but I want to hear you say it, god I love to hear you.

“Yes Elizabeth, I’m soaked.” God my name sounds so good coming out of your mouth when you are so needy. You shoot up and wrap yourself around me burying your face in my cleavage and licking long and slow between my breasts causing me to shiver all over and pull your hair back, taking your mouth again. Fuck! You almost made me lose my control.

Your tongue and mouth are so hot against my skin I grind back against you…

“No, you first….” I push you back down on the couch.

“Touch yourself. Show me how wet you my little vixen, get your fingers all wet for me and show me.” You look so erotic and edible, as you stare at me and slide your hands down your pants and into your panties. I know you have reached your goal when you cry out. So close even that little bit almost pushes you over the edge.

“Ah ah, not yet my pet. Let me see.”

You pull your hand out and your fingers and covered, slick wet and glistening.

“See.”

You give me a shy look but I know it’s fake.

You can see in my eyes how much it turns me on to see you this way.

I grab at your hand and put your fingers in my mouth and for the first time I close my eyes.

God you taste so fucking good!

I grab at your wrist with both hands and lick every finger clean. Wrapping my tongue around every digit, sucking and licking every drop off of you I look up at you again and your mouth is parted, your legs are wide and your breathing is erratic. You are so needy I can feel it on you.

I can’t wait anymore.

I have to taste you, more of you. I forcibly tug your pants down… not your panties though.

You look so hot like this.

I watch your eyes again as I go back to your breasts and let the cool air hit you and bring you down a notch, but it doesn’t.

Looking at you seems to be your button. You tangle your hands in my hair and escort bursa pull. I hiss.

Fuck! I like it when your rough back!

I nip at you as I move down further.

My hot mouth leading the way.

I get down between your legs and you have both your hands in my hair holding my eyes to yours. Panting, whimpering with every touch every kiss, every lick I give you.

When I am where I want to be I look up,

“What do you want little vixen? Tell me. Tell me what you want.”

I want to hear you. I want to hear your voice again. You sound so hot when you can’t think straight because of what I am doing to you. I look down and your panties are soaked through.

I can smell you and I can’t wait to lick every inch of you. I want you so badly, but this is for you.

I can be selfish later. Oh, and there will be a later. I know now I can’t stop at just once. I have to have you more than once. Just like this.

“Touch me, lick me please! I want to cum. Make me cum Elizabeth, please.”

You pull and arch your back, raising your hips again. I bend down slowly, blowing softly against your hot sex. You’re so hot I can feel it without touching you. I know you’re going to be scorching when I get inside you.

I’m shaking I want you so bad. You’re clawing at my shirt, begging me to take it off. You want to see me too. I shake my head and laugh. “Oooh no.” I tell you and touch the silky skin of your thigh.

I push your legs further apart; spreading your thighs, getting a better view of my objective.

I know what I want, I want it so bad, and have for days.

My mouth waters at the thought of it.

“Please… “

God to hear you beg me… it almost undoes me…

I look up at you and I take one long, slow lick across the wet of your panties and blow hot air against it. You arch and cry out.

I know it won’t me long, your hips are churning and I haven’t even touched your sweet cunt yet.

I can’t wait any longer. I don’t even take your panties off; I just push them aside and moan.

“Fuck you are so fucking wet!”

It’s running down to your ass, making your glisten and shine. You look amazing, sound amazing. I spread your lips and touch you for the first time…

You actually cry out, and arch your whole body from the slightest touch I groan and I try to keep eye contact but you’re so hot and so wet. I want to watch what I am doing. I want you to see me slide inside you. I run my fingers over your hard clit and you cry out, again, squirming again

I press harder and you beg me again.

I growl.

I can’t stand it anymore.

I bend down and run my tongue over you and you claw your nails into the back of my head, and try to squeeze your legs together. You are so close. I know it won’t take me long.

I slide a finger, then two inside you and bury them deep inside you. Squirming myself at the sensation. Your greedy little cunt is pulling my fingers in further as you buck and throw your hips fucking my hand.

“Please Elizabeth… please… god please… make me cum…I want to cum for you…Please?”

You bursa escort bayan are almost crying and I can’t hold back any more I wrap my mouth around your hard clit and suck, slow and hard.

You scream. I surprised you. Your nails dig deeper, your legs wrap around me this time, grinding and throwing your hips into it. Fucking my face and then my fingers.

I look up at you…

“You taste so fucking wonderful baby. Wanna taste?”

I wink at you and you just nod writhing to some thumping base line in your body.

I have never seen anything so beautiful or arousing in all my life. I’ve neverwell wanted a woman as much as I have wanted, and still, want you.

I crawl over you, my finger still sliding slowly in and out of you.

Kissing you hard I making sure you can taste every bit of yourself on my mouth and on my tongue. I press harder fucking your tight little pussy as I kiss you. You are soo close. I can feel it.

You want to cum…

“Make me cum Elizabeth, please.” FUCK! My name again…

“Say it again, beg me my little Vixen. Beg me to make you cum.”

I tuck my head in the crock of your neck and push harder and deeper; giving just a little pain.

You wrap yourself around me, holding on tight as I fuck you slow and steady my thumb now circling your clit. You are so wet I slide out of you and then move lower. I know you like this. I hear you whine when you realise what I want to do. I want every part of you. Nothing held back from me by my little vixen.

I circle your tight little ass, your soaked there too, slick and wet. I play just a little pressing only lightly, but it’s enough for you to almost lose it. You curse. Over and over…

“You know what I want. Give me what I want and I will give you want you want my pet…”

My voice is low, horse. I want you to cum. I want to hear that giggle, but I want to hear you beg.

Beg and call my name again….

I bit at your neck, a little nip but you don’t feel it. You’re lost in what I am doing to you.

“Please… please… please. Elizabeth. Please!”

I press harder and pump harder…curling my fingers, stretching you…

I take one of your nipples into my mouth and suck. I can’t take my eyes off of you.

I kiss down your body again. I want to see your face while I lick your sweet pussy. I want to see your face when I make you cum. You keep repeating,

“Yes. Yesssss…Please..yes!” As I kiss you lower, when my face is between your legs I say,

“Watch me baby… watch me make you cum”

I slide my tongue over your pussy again and suck hard on your clit…fucking your deeper with my fingers. Faster. Harder. You arch never breaking eye contact, your nails dig deeper into my skull. I can’t feel it.. All I can feel is you underneath me.

“I want to hear you… tell me when cum baby… tell me.”

You cry out one last time finally arching your back and closing your eyes I break my kiss with your pussy and fuck you faster rubbing your clit with my thumb…

“Come on baby let go… cum for me!”

Your scream out one last time clutching your legs around me and cry out. Then my reward for everything, everything I wanted to give you….but there is so much more I have to give.

The only thing I want from you … that sweet sounding giggle.. You pull me up into your arms and kiss me hard.

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