Amanda Likes Japanese Girls Pt. 01

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Amanda Likes Japanese Girls

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Part 1

Amanda was in her bath robe sitting on her bed, waiting for the sound she’s waited for every night this week. Amanda had a crush. She knew it was the real thing, because when she met Hina for the first time her teeth tingled. It was a dead give away. Every time she met someone that piqued her love interest she had that same reaction, tingling teeth. Almost all the girls in her wing of the dorm showered in the morning, like most Americans, to wash away the sleepy. Now Amanda showered at night, usually late, because she waited until she heard the footsteps of the Japanese exchange student at the end of the hall on her way to the shower. Two nights she missed the sound all together, twice there were other girls in the shower room, and once Hina went back to her room because she’d forgotten something.

She heard the distinct flip flop sound of bathroom slippers going past her door, but decided to wait a few minutes to make sure her love interest had already entered the shower when she arrived. Amanda didn’t want to allow her another excuse to go back to her room, claiming she forgot her conditioner or something. She grabbed her towel and shampoo and headed down the hall. There was nobody in the changing room, but Amanda could hear the shower running. She put her robe in a locker and went into the shower room. There were partitions between the showers, but there weren’t any doors. Two rows of three showers went down each side and at the far end there was a bathtub.

Amanda grew up on a Wisconsin dairy farm with two younger brothers. She was no stranger to hard work or rough play. She played softball and basketball in high school, and developed an athletic figure that complimented her blond haired, farm girl beauty very well. In fact, she became a Badger on a softball scholarship. When she entered the shower naked Hina turned to watch the gorgeous Amazon in motion. She couldn’t help thinking it was the most athletic body she had ever seen on a girl and part of her wished she looked just the same. Hina thought her new friend must be very confident and proud.

“Hey there, Hina,” Amanda said with a big smile, “How was your day?” What she really wanted to say was, “You look so beautiful nude and I want to make love with you.” Hina was almost the opposite of Amanda, the top of her head only came up to Amanda’s chin. She had the typical delicate features of an Asian woman, a slim body, small round breasts, creamy beige skin, and big hazel colored eyes that melted Amanda’s heart.

“It was ok,” Hina said, “It’s just that I have a hard time understanding some of my professors.”

“You’re lucky. I can’t understand any of mine.” Amanda stepped into the stall across from Hina and turned on the water. As she wetted herself and began to rub soap on her body she stole glances at Hina. Amanda watched her skin glisten as the lather washed down her body onto the floor. Her bathing had the aura of an erotic dance as she twisted and bent to reach all her places. She imagined what it would be like to move with her, to kiss the skin the foam surrendered. For a moment their eyes locked breaking Amanda’s thoughts. She suddenly became aware she had been unconsciously rubbing the bar of soap back and forth over her vagina. Moreover she realized Hina had seen her. Amanda needed to cover her embarrassment.

“If you need any help with your classes, I would be glad to go over some material with you,” she offered.

“Oh, I couldn’t ask you to do that. You have school and softball and other things. I’m sure you are so busy,” Hina replied, but actually thought she could really use the help.

“Not at all. I usually waste too much time in the evenings; anyway you just live down the hall. I’ll kick you out if I get too busy”

“Ok, that would be nice.” They exchanged smiles. “I hope you don’t mind me saying,” Hina continued, “you have a beautiful body.”

“Thank you,” it pleased Amanda to hear Hina say that.

“You look so strong, yet you are so, uh, like a female.”

“Feminine.”

“Yes, feminine. Thank you.”

“See, I can help.”

“Would you like me too wash your back? It’s a tradition in Japan. We wash each other’s backs.”

Amanda wasn’t sure what to think, but she liked the idea of closing the physical distance between them. “Sure, that would be nice,” she said.

Hina shut off her water. She took a washcloth and filled it with soap. The girls looked in each other’s eyes for a moment. Amanda wondered if Hina was sharing any of the same feelings.

“Turn around,” Hina said. She began making small circles on Amanda’s back. She started in the middle and had to reach up to get her shoulders, then worked her way down. Hina was doing a very thorough job. “You have beautiful skin.”

“Thank you. It’s from growing up on a dairy farm,” the taller girl said, “That feels nice.”

“What is dairy?”

“Oh, it’s milk. My family raises cows for milk.”

“I love cows. They are so cute.”

“You wouldn’t think so if you Ataşehir Escort had to take care of them.”

“Maybe,” Hina said thoughtfully, “but still I would like to see your dairy farm some day.”

“Sure. It’s about a two hour drive from here. We can go for a weekend.”

“That would be so much fun.”

Hina didn’t stop scrubbing at Amanda’s waist. She continued down to her bottom, rubbing the cloth over each buttock and into the space between, admiring her lean shapely ass. Amanda felt the cloth touch her pussy, but it was very brief and couldn’t tell if it was intentional or not.

“There you go, all done,” Hina said, “now you can rinse.” Amanda turned to let the stream wash the suds away, but Hina didn’t step back. The girls looked at each other silently for a moment, both of them unsure what to do next. They let their gaze lower over each other’s bodies, feeling their desire swell. Hina put her hand on Amanda’s stomach. “I like touching your body,” the smaller girl said, then she broke the silence again, “You don’t have any hair there. Do all American girls shave?”

It took a moment for Amanda to comprehend the question. “Oh, I suppose it’s fashionable these days. I think most girls do.”

“I want to be an American girl, too. I want to be like you,” Hina said. She grabbed her thick black pubic hair in her fingers and pulled. “Japanese girls don’t shave. It would be shameful for them.”

“Why? Nobody would see.”

“In Japan, hot springs are very popular. People would think a girl is a slut if she shaved.”

“So you know the word slut? Your English is pretty good.”

“Japanese people have so much hair, it’s black and hard. I don’t like it. Would you like to feel?”

Amanda reached out, and gently rolled Hina’s pubic hair in her fingertips. Amanda felt her heart aching for this sweet girl; she could hardly believe this was happening. Amanda let her hand go flat against Hina’s mons pubis and began to move her hand slowly down between her legs. Hina drew a deep breath between her teeth and looked up at her new friend, the girls locked eyes. As Amanda leaned down to kiss Hina they were startled by the noise of the locker room door. Hina quickly turned, grabbed her things and walked out of the shower room just as another girl came in to bathe. By the time Amanda had made it to the locker room Hina had left. She put on her robe and went back to her room.

Amanda lay on her bed in her robe thinking about what had just happened. She went over every detail of the encounter in her mind and tried to parse it for veiled meaning. It seemed to her that her crush was returning her feelings, but she couldn’t be sure. She worried she had been leading Hina into doing something against her will because she wanted her to. Maybe Hina was too shy or scared to push her away. Also she had left really quickly when they were about to be discovered. On the other hand she didn’t pull away when Amanda was about to kiss her, and they touched each other so passionately, so freely. Lying on the bed, Amanda felt excited, confused, scared and hopeful, but mostly she felt a desire to be intimate with Hina. She knew she would never get to sleep unless she made herself come.

She could still feel Hina’s hand on her stomach and the way the Japanese girl’s pubic hair felt in her fingers. She was going crazy thinking that her hand had almost caressed her tiny Asian vagina; she wanted so badly to touch it. Amanda slid her hand inside her robe and down between her legs as she imagined Hina’s body, naked, lying next to her. Amanda’s smooth skin was still moist from her shower, but her pussy had become very wet. Her fingers glided easily between the folds of her labia. She found her clitoris and with her fingertips began to rub in a circular motion, then up and down, allowing her fingers to enter her pussy, touching sensitive places deep inside. She imagined it was Hina doing this to her. She imagined kissing her soft breasts. It felt good, she began to tingle inside. It gave her some relief from her sexual tension, but she knew it would only be temporary. She could never be fully satisfied until she had Hina for her own.

Amanda felt her pleasure growing until her orgasm was certain. She was very skilled at masturbating. Sex partners were difficult to come by for a lesbian in rural Wisconsin, so she had to spend many restless evenings satisfying herself. She could orchestrate a big climax for her pussy, especially when she was this excited about a girl. She built her pleasure up to the edge and let it ease back down several times before she couldn’t hold back any longer and went cascading over the edge. Her legs tensed up as she pushed her fingers hard against her clitoris. She felt her pussy pulsating as waves of pleasure rolled over her body. She tried to stifle her scream, the dormitory walls are thin, but the noise came out like a long muffled grunt. After, she lay back on the bed. Her tension was abated, but she certainly wasn’t satisfied. There was only one solution for that. She Ataşehir Escort Bayan gently massaged her pussy as the contractions faded away and she sank into the bed. Sleep finally found her.

The sound of tapping invading Amanda’s restless dream brought her back to consciousness. She realized someone was gently knocking on her door. She checked the clock. It was a little past midnight; she’d only been asleep for about an hour. She stood up and opened the door.

“I can’t sleep,” Hina said, “I keep thinking about what happened in the shower.” The Japanese girl was standing at the door in a pink t-shirt with “Sunshine Girl” written on it that barely covered her navel, and gray cotton panties. Amanda’s heart leaped into her throat at the sight of her crush, at her door, vulnerable, looking so incredibly cute. She couldn’t speak. The silence made Hina wonder if she had made a mistake by coming.

“Come in,” She finally managed to choke out, “I couldn’t sleep either. I tried to masturbate, but it didn’t help.” Hina stepped in and Amanda closed the door behind her.

“What is masturbate?”

“It’s sex with yourself. You touch yourself there.” gesturing to Hina’s pussy.

“Yes, in Japanese we say “manzuri.” It means ten thousand rubs. I tried that, too”

“Well, it doesn’t take quite that many for me.”

“I’m sorry I ran away in the shower. I was having so many feelings, I was confused and I got scared,” Hina said apologetically as the two girls sat on the bed.

“Don’t worry about it. I think it’s a natural reaction.” Amanda took Hina’s hand in hers.

“You were going to kiss me, weren’t you?”

“Yes. I wanted to.”

“Amanda, do you like girls?” Hina asked so quietly.

“Yes, I do. How about you?”

“I’ve never been with a girl, but I’ve never been with a boy either.”

“But you must have feelings, inside. What do you feel?”

“I think you are so beautiful and so exciting. You can still kiss me if you want to?”

Amanda quietly whispered “very much” as she moved her mouth towards Hina’s. The smaller girl lifted up her face and closed her eyes as Amanda pressed her lips on hers. All their anxieties melted away. Both girls felt an electrifying thrill pass through each other’s lips into their bodies. They pressed harder as if they were kissing each other with their entire beings. They were instantly intoxicated by their passion for one another. Their arms instinctively wrapped around each other. Their hands began to roam over the other’s body. They were eager to be as they were in the shower, naked, close, lost in each other’s eyes.

Amanda pulled Hina’s t-shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. They both looked at the topless girl’s breasts.

“They aren’t as big as yours,” Hina said.

“But they look so cute.” Amanda bent forward and took the small nipple in her mouth. It was so much better than her imagination. She squeezed it between her lips and licked the gentle flesh until it glistened with her saliva, then she did the same to her other breast. Amanda’s robe had come open, Hina pushed it off her shoulders and it dropped to the bed. Both girls lay down on the bed facing each other, their legs became intertwined. They spent the next few minutes kissing, touching each other’s chests and stomach, running their hands over their lover’s ass. They reached the point where they both wanted something more, but Amanda felt she needed to be sensitive to Hina’s inexperience. She thought if she went too fast her friend would become uneasy.

“So you’ve never been with anybody before?” Amanda asked.

“Not really. Just in junior high school with my friends, we talk about boys in our class and practice kissing. I had one friend, we touched each others…how do you say this?”

“Pussy.”

“We touch our pussy, and we put our pussy together.” Hina made a gesture with her fingers to show her meaning.

“You rubbed your pussies together? Did you like it?”

“It was nice. Then she got a boyfriend and we didn’t do that anymore.”

“Did you want to?”

“Yes, I liked her very much.”

“Would you like to try that with me?”

“Yes.” Hina said so sweetly Amanda had to take her in her arms and hold her to her against her body. Then the girls looked into each other’s eyes, smiled, and resumed their petting.

Amanda’s hand slid over Hina’s ass, under her panties and pushed them down to her knees. Hina kicked her panties the rest of the way off. Amanda drew her hand up over Hina’s thigh and hip, around to her stomach and nestled her fingers in Hina’s coarse black pubic hair.

“You’re right, it’s so hard and thick. My fingers could get stuck,” Amanda said.

“I can save you,” Hina put her hand over Amanda’s and pushed it down further until it covered the opening of her vagina. She guided her lover’s hand back and forth. Amanda could feel Hina’s wetness coating her fingers. She pressed Amanda’s finger against the opening of her pussy and it slipped inside her. Amanda thought Escort Ataşehir her pussy was very small and wondered if two fingers would even fit inside. Hina gasped with pleasure and began grinding her hips against Amanda’s hand. She wanted to return the same pleasure to her friend.

“You are so good at that,” Hina said, “Can I try doing it to you?”

“Yes please.”

“I might not be very good.”

“Don’t worry. I’m going to love it.” Without taking her finger out of Hina she lifted her thigh to give Hina easy access to her pussy. Hina looked at the shaved pussy and gently placed her hand flat on her vulva. The girls kissed. Hina gently rubbed her friend until she felt her fingers sliding between the folds of Amanda’s labia.

“How am I doing?” Hina asked. The girl giggled at each other.

“That feels fantastic,” she said, “put your fingers inside me.” Hina slid two fingers down across Amanda’s clitoris and urethra into the opening. She felt the slippery warm wetness coating her fingers. She rubbed her fingers all around the inside of her pussy, reaching into the folds, outlining the contours of all the deep places. Amanda’s finger reached the end of Hina’s small vagina and she traced her finger around her cervix. She pushed on the opening of her friend’s womb, forcing it up into her stomach and wiggled her fingers. The sensation drove Hina crazy with pleasure, she began moaning, “Iku, iku, iku.” Hina’s body tensed and started shaking; she had never felt a thrilling ecstasy like this before. She pressed her body hard against Amada, trapping their hands between them. Amanda felt her orgasm build and shatter along with Hina’s, their moans of pleasure in unison. As the waves of pleasure died down they both rolled onto their back, slow and languid. They giggled and gently caressed each other.

“That was so wonderful,” Hina said, “nobody touched me like that before. You are amazing.”

“Thank you,” Amanda said, “you are amazing, too. What is “iku?” Hina laughed in embarrassment.

“Oh, Japanese people say “iku” when they go…” Hina took Amanda’s fingers and squeezed them rhythmically. “How do you say?”

“Orgasm. Come. We say I’m coming,” she explained.

“In Japanese “iku” means “go,” I’m going,” she said, “Did you coming?”

“Yes, I came very big.”

“Me, too. I came the biggest in my life. I want to come like that every day.” The girls sank back into the mattress and stared at the ceiling holding hands.

“Do you like playing softball?”

“I guess so, but it’s a lot more hard work than in high school. People are more serious about winning at the university level.”

“Do you have friends on your team?”

“Sure, we are teammates. We fight for each other.”

“In Japan, we have an image of softball girls.”

“What’s that?”

“They like girls.”

“Yeah, I guess so. We have that image too, but it’s not so true.”

“How about your team? Do they know you like girls?”

“I don’t really know who likes what, but it doesn’t matter.”

“Can I watch you play sometime?”

“Yes, I would like that. We have home games against Nebraska next week.”

“Amanda, would you make me come again.”

“I would like that very much.”

Amanda rolled over on top of Hina, resting on her elbows so as not to crush the smaller girl. Hina spread her legs and Amanda’s hips nestled between her thighs. Amanda’s breasts hung down and their nipples pressed together. The girls explored each other’s mouths with their lips and tongues. Hina put her hands on Amanda’s ass and pulled it tight into her body. She tried to rub her vulva against her partner’s.

“Your hair is tickling my pussy,” Amanda said.

“Sorry. I want to cut it off.”

“It’s ok. It feels nice.”

“I want to put our pussy together.”

“Good idea.” Amanda sat back and put her legs forward. She put her left leg over Hina’s right, and the right one under Hina’s left leg. They scooted forwards until their pussies touched. They lifted their asses to get more pressure against each other.

“I love this,” Hina said, “It’s much better than with my friend.”

Amanda put her hands under Hina’s ass and raised her up so their clitorises were rubbing against each other. Hina put her hands on Amanda’s shoulders and grinded her pussy against her lovers. The girls began to breathe heavily as their pleasure grew, and exchanged kisses frequently. It was a difficult position to maintain, but the ecstasy was intense. The lubricant from the two girls pussies mixed together to cover their vulvas in slippery wetness. Their tender skin slid across each other effortlessly.

“I’m going to come,” Amanda announced, “this feels so good.”

“I want to come with you. Hold me tight.” Amanda wrapped her arms around Hina and held her to her chest. Both girls began gasping and moaning as floods of pleasure washed over their bodies. Hina threw her head back, her mouth gapping at the ceiling. Amanda leaned forward and kissed her neck hard as they both shared the same orgasm. Having exhausted their spasms they lay back on the bed completely spent. Amanda broke the long silence.

“That was the most wonderful experience of my life,” she said. She pulled the blanket up over herself and her lover and they both fell asleep exchanging kisses just before the late spring sky began to turn light.

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I had never masturbated in the room before. I had always been so careful; whenever I really HAD to touch myself, I did it in the shower. But this night was different. I kept thinking about him and I got so horny that I couldn’t sleep.

I looked to my right, at my dozing roommate, who appeared to be sound asleep. Her slender form was motionless. It was good enough for me. I had his image in my mind, and I slipped my hand slowly down my taut stomach and into my clean shaven pussy. I started slowly at first, savoring the slick, smooth skin beneath my fingertips. I was trying so hard to be quiet, and I was succeeding. My breathing, a little heavier than normal, was the only thing that was different.

And it felt so wrong. Touching myself with someone else in the room. I justified it by telling myself that it didn’t matter; we weren’t friends, anyway. In fact, we barely talked to each other, save the bare necessities. It was like the other didn’t exist.

I made small circles on my clit now, and I gasped softly. I almost brought my other hand up to cover my mouth, but it had made its way to my breast, softly stroking my erect nipple. It had been less than two minutes, but already I was about to cum. I grasped my clit between my two fingers and furiously brought myself over the edge — my bed started to shake and my breathing was ragged. My body quivered from the aftershocks of my orgasm and I continued to stroke myself, more lightly now, as my breathing died down.

And just then, I heard a curious noise coming from the other side of the room. At first I thought my roommate was having a bad dream, and kicking her sheets. But the rustling of the sheets came at regular intervals, and certainly wasn’t a fearful or angry. Fear flooded through my veins as I first heard her, but I didn’t stop masturbating. The noise continued; it was like a moving of sheets, every three-quarters of a second, and it took about twenty seconds for me to realize what was going on. She was masturbating to me masturbating.

Intense arousal pulsed through me, and my clit began throbbing like mad. I hadn’t been this turned on in a long time. I continued touching myself, slowly, cautiously, unsure of where this was going to end up. I didn’t look to my right; I was too afraid that we might make eye contact if she was looking my way. It was hard to not be pushed over the edge as I listened to her, and soon enough I was. I slipped a single finger inside of myself and felt my muscles contract as I came, and my bed shook once more. She stopped making noise soon after. I don’t think she orgasmed, and I wondered how she could go to sleep after that. I didn’t have much time to think about that, though, because I was exhausted from the exertion and soon drifted off.

I didn’t think about it much for the next few days, but there was a definite tension in the room that wasn’t there before. We went about our daily business, ignoring each other as usual. It wasn’t that we hated each other, we got along fine in terms of being roommates, but we just had our separate lives. We were both very attractive, very fit girls, and I think there was an unspoken competition between us, as there seems to always be between myself and other attractive girls. We were also both competitive by nature, her being on the volleyball team and me being on the school’s tennis team. We could have become good friends, I’m sure, but instead we chose to ignore each other.

In the meantime, I was getting farther and farther with the guy I had been lusting after, and I was in a relatively good mood. We hadn’t done anything physical, but we both knew it was on the horizon. I thought about him again that night as I lay in bed.

You wouldn’t believe Kadıköy Escort it, but the exact same situation happened again. Now I knew for a fact that she was doing what I thought she was doing. To be honest, it was hot as hell.

I finally started dating the guy, and it went well for a few months, but ended up falling apart in the end. While I was dating him, we had regular, amazing sex, and I had no need to masturbate. We would always have sex at his place, and so there were no awkward interactions with my roommate on that front, either. But once we broke up, my hormones began to reel. I thought about what she and I had done in the past, and if I was brave enough to do it again.

I thought it was strange that she had never been the one to initiate it, but she was never the one to initiate anything. Any time we needed to have a conversation, out of necessity, I was always the one who had to start it. The amount of times she talked to me out of her own accord could be counted on one hand. She was very nice, and considerate to me, but that was about it.

That night I decided not to masturbate. I decided to try something different. There were only two weeks until school ended for summer, and it was getting to be stifling hot in our room. My dorm, old as it was, did not have air conditioning, and even though all I wore to bed was a camisole and basketball shorts, I was still burning up. I took off my cami and set it at the foot of the bed, so all I was wearing was my shorts and a lacy black bra. I slept on top of the covers, my long, toned legs spread across the sheets and my arms over my bare stomach. This was the first time I had slept in such an exposed way, because I was normally conservative about showing off my body, even though I was very athletic and had absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. I thought it would be interesting to feign sleep. I waited fifteen, maybe twenty minutes, and began breathing deeply. I wasn’t sure exactly how I sounded when I slept, but I thought I was doing a pretty good job.

I was “deep breathing” for about five minutes when I heard my roommate making noise. It was the same noise I had heard twice before, and this time a little faster. It lasted so long, and I could feel myself becoming wet. I wanted nothing more than to touch myself, but I didn’t want her to know that I was awake. She took so long to finish, almost twenty minutes, and I wasn’t sure if she even did finish in the end because she was so quiet about it. The noises were a little louder, too, and I wondered if it was because she was facing me. I could picture her in my mind, gazing over at me from her bed, staring at my long legs and my soft breasts heave up and down in the moonlight. I was so aroused that night, but I didn’t do anything about it.

The next morning I woke up and we again pretended like everything was normal. I went to classes and headed back to the room to pick up some of my books so I could go to the library and do homework. When I walked in the room, the first thing I saw was my roommate’s thong-clad ass across the room. She wasn’t facing me, and she was slipping on a pair of jeans. It was the first time I had seen her like that; she almost always changed in the bathroom. Did she do that on purpose? I walked to my bookshelf, grabbed my textbooks, and left as if I didn’t see anything.

When I came back that night, it was already after 2 AM and my roommate was sleeping. I quietly got ready for bed and slipped under the covers. It had only been 10 minutes when I heard her.

She hadn’t even waited for me to fall asleep this time! I was being tortured, laying there and listening to her, and I could feel my panties slowly getting soaked. I gave an involuntary heavy sigh out of frustration Kadıköy Escort Bayan and I think she heard me. I think it encouraged her, because her movements started to get faster. I was burning up, and I could feel my engorged clit rubbing up against my lips at even the slightest movement of my legs. She made a soft, feminine moan and the noises stopped. It was the first time I had ever heard something come out of her mouth. I was so turned on. I turned to my side, facing away from her, and began just repeatedly tapping my clit with one finger. With my other hand, I grasped my breast and swept my fingers against my nipple — and those small acts were enough to make me come. I clamped my jaw shut so she wouldn’t hear me, but not before I exhaled a breathy sigh. “I know she heard me,” I thought as my body shook. “She definitely heard me.”

A week later I had finally gotten around to doing laundry and I was lugging my laundry basket back to my room to fold my clothes. When I was done, I noticed my nice black pair of panties was missing. That was the most expensive pair I had, and matched my black lacy bra well, so I started freaking out when I couldn’t find it. I searched the laundry room meticulously, and retraced my steps. No sign of lacy-black-panties. I accepted the loss and was in a rather bad mood for the rest of the day.

Meanwhile, it was the last week of school, and my roommate situation was constantly in the back of my mind. I couldn’t go on wondering what could have happened. I had to bring it up, somehow, some way… when I walked in the room that afternoon, I had made up my mind to talk to her. I was pretty nervous.

“Lisa…can I talk to you for a sec?” I asked.

“Oh!” She seemed surprised. Within good reason; the last time we had talked had been about the leaky faucet in the bathroom sink, and that was 5 weeks ago. “Of course.”

I decided to be completely blunt. “Are you…are you attracted to me?”

Her eyes lit up with shock for a moment before she nearly shouted “No! I mean, why? Why would you think that?” Her eyes were still very wide, but there seemed to be something behind them. Some mischievous look…but it could have been my imagination. “No reason.” I apologized and left the room, feeling very embarrassed. Little did I know that embarrassment would be completely gone in just a number of hours.

I studied in the library for the rest of the evening, wanting to come back to the room late to avoid seeing Lisa. But when I came back to the room, she wasn’t even there. I flipped on the lights and saw something small and dark on my bed. It was a black piece of fabric…it was my pair of panties! I walked over in awe. It was just sitting there, smack dab in the middle of my bed, illuminated by the light coming in from the open door. I picked it up and studied it. I must have lost it before I did laundry, because it was slightly soiled. I smelled it. It smelled like me, mixed with another smell that I didn’t recognize.

I was so happy to see my panties that I almost didn’t realize how weird it was that they were sitting on my bed like that. Something dawned on me as I heard footsteps approaching. The door closed and I was suddenly surrounded in pitch black darkness, and I vaguely made out the figure of a woman stepping towards me.

“Lisa?” I asked, frightened.

“I lied,” the woman spoke in a husky tone. I recognized it as my roommate’s, but I had never heard her talk like that before. It was so low, sensual. “Earlier. When you asked me…I lied.”

She was very close to me now, and I felt two hands put themselves on my shoulders. Lisa pushed me against my own bed and in the dim moonlight streaming through the windows I could see her face coming Escort Kadıköy towards mine. Her soft cheek brushed against mine as she moved her hands down my arms and to my waist. She put her lips up against my ear and spoke, in that same sexy tone, “God…I don’t know why I’m doing this, Kerri…fuck…you just had to push me there, didn’t you?” Lisa began breathing in heavy, rattled breaths, “I’m not a…fucking…lesbian or anything…you’re just…I mean, look at you…” She dragged her fingertips in between my breasts and down my stomach. I gasped.

She pushed me onto my bed and got on top of me. It was all happening so fast, and I could feel the pulsating heat from her body around me. It was completely quiet except for our breathing, and almost completely dark. I could make out her eyes scanning my body up and down, lingering on my breasts. “Don’t be nervous,” Lisa whispered, eyes wide. “I’m not going to hurt you.” She leaned down and kissed me; a sweet, wet, hot kiss. Her hands became tangled in my hair as she pulled me closer, and, almost involuntarily, I kissed back.

As she lay on top of me, her hands moved down to the bottom of my shirt and began to pull it up. Her mouth went from my lips to my ear as she moaned, “God, I’ve wanted this for so long…” My shirt was off and I could feel her small hands on my bare skin, roaming, feeling my body. I couldn’t help but become aroused, and I was suddenly aware of how much clothing we were still wearing. Lisa must have been thinking the same thing because she started unhooking my bra at the same time I started unbuttoning her shirt. Soon we were in nothing but our panties; mine, a conservative red cotton piece, and hers, a lacy black thong.

And there we were. Exposed to each other like we had never been before; crossing the line that I never even thought of us crossing. The mere thought of how forbidden this is and how dream-like the situation is was enough to turn me on even more. We continued kissing and I could feel her hand start to move down south…her fingers touched the dampness and I sighed, digging my nails into her soft back. “I knew you wanted this too, Kerri,” Lisa breathed. “I knew it.” She kept on stroking me through the cotton, softly, torturing me. I could feel her smiling against my mouth as I panted, desperate for release.

“Please…” I finally pleaded. She stopped stroking and sat up to look at me. Her green eyes were wide, and her tight-lipped smile was mischievous. Moving down further on the bed, she pulled my panties down with her. I gasped, knowing what was coming. With one last toss of red fabric to the side, she grabbed my ass cheeks and pressed her hot tongue against my clit. I almost cried out in pleasure. I was only halfway aware of what she was doing as she started to lick faster; sucking, probing, anything but teasing. She wanted to make me come, and she wanted to make me come HARD. My hands dug into her hair as my back arched and I screamed out, holding her head tight against my pussy and not letting her pull out. Lisa seemed to get the message as she kept licking diligently, savoring the flavor she had wanted to taste for so long. The orgasms wracked my body until I felt like I could no longer take it, and after a few moments I realized I was lying still on my back and Lisa was stroking my face.

“You’re so beautiful,” she said, her hot breath against my cheek. I was breathing hard, too tired to speak. “I hope you understand why I couldn’t say anything earlier…I never thought anything would come of it. But I just couldn’t take it anymore. Hell, I could barely talk to you at all in the first place.” She kissed my cheek, and lovingly began to flick her tongue over my ear. I said nothing; I was still trying to play catch-up on what was happening here. “You’re so much smarter than me. And more popular,” she continued. “And so beautiful…” she sighed. I felt like I should say something, but I just lay there silently as she continued to stroke my cheek. I don’t know how long passed before we both fell asleep, together as roommates and as so much more.

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I always liked to leave aerobic class late. My teacher was truly the first women I ever had a crush on. She was a perfect 5’6″ with long thick blonde hair she wore in braids and the most perfectly shaped tits. I had had enough fantasizing and I was about to approach her when she walked into the shower room. I followed her and I admired her sexy supple ass that twitched back and forth so seductively. I heard her go into the showers; I stripped out of my sports bra letting my 34c tits free. I then wiggled out of my hot pants and took off my black g -string.

When I walked in I heard a strange moaning sound, but there was so much steam that I couldn’t see her clearly. I got into the shower directly across from her and I started soaping up my large tits and my tight stomach. Then I dropped the soap to get her attention, her quiet moans stopped and she turned around, I smiled and went back to lathering my body. When I got to my pussy, I felt the most wonderful sensation. I turned my head and my teacher had her tits pressed to my back.

She smiled and slowly took the soap from my hand and started to rub my tits, she grabbed my nipples and said “you can’t forget these” I didn’t know what to do I thought I was dreaming. Well If I was I didn’t want to wake up. After she had lathered up my nipples she pressed her tits further onto me and started rubbing the soap down my side. She got to my pussy and she started to rub my clit with Ümraniye Escort the soap and as she started to pull on my clit she firmly put the soap in my pussy and said ” not a lot of women remember to wash their pussy” I was so horny for her and so wet I didn’t know if it was the water or my pussy juices running down my leg.

Just as I was about to cum she turned me around and pressed her glorious tits to mine and started pulling on our nipples. I put my hands on that beautiful ass and I pushed her pussy close to mine and I started grinding. She started moaning and grinding back, I then stuck my finger in her ass and she arched her back, grabbed my ass and did the same. Right when I was about to cum again she suddenly pulled away and gave me the sexiest little smile I ever saw. She grabbed my hand and said, “Come with me and let me teach you a new kind of aerobics.” I followed her through the shower door and out into the locker room.

I happened to look over my shoulder and I saw this girl sitting on the bench wither finger in her pussy and her tit in her hand. She looked at me and I saw that she had been watching the whole time. I waved my hand and told her to come along. She jumped up and her young perky tits bounced as she scampered to follow us. The teacher opened a door to an office and told me to go in, she looked at the young sexy girl and smiled. She grabbed her hand and said, Ümraniye Escort Bayan “you can come too, but you have to do what teacher says” She nodded and came in the door. The office was completely empty except for a table with a wide assortment of sex toys. The teacher pressed a button by the door and a bed came out of the wall. She told us to get on the bed.

We got on the bed and she started to put the girls hands in these leather straps, she did the same to her feet. Then she looked at me and said ” I’m going to teach you how to fuck” she bent down and started to lightly bite the young girl clit, the girl moaned with pleasure and started to buck her hips up to get closer to teachers mouth. Then the teacher told me to straddle her face and fuck her mouth with my pussy. I started to rub myself on her when I felt her sharp little tongue start fucking my pussy, it felt so good that I started rubbing faster and faster, then I pushed my pussy in her mouth as far as I could. She started licking and biting and tugging me so much that I started to have an orgasm when the teacher told me to stop and to turn around.

She said that the more we teased each other the better the final orgasm would be. She started to unhook the girl’s hands and feet and she told me to stick my face in her pussy while I stuck mine in hers. We got into position and started 69ing each other faster and faster Escort Ümraniye when we both felt the teacher get on top of me. This made my body go down harder on her body and then the teacher straddled me on my ass and stuck a finger in each of our sopping pussies.

She started to rub her sweet clit on my ass, which made me so fucking horny that I started eating and fucking that girl as fast and hard as I could. The teacher stopped us again and told the girl to get on top of me and rub her pussy on mine. When she started fucking and rubbing my pussy the teacher put her sweet wet clit tight in my mouth and started tweaking the girls pink nipples. Then she started sucking them which made the girl start fucking me faster and made me start sucking the teachers clit harder. Right when we all reached the climax point the teacher got up and told us to stick a big pink dildo in our pussies at the same time.

I put my end in and the girl slowly lowered herself onto her end, then the teacher presses the middle of it and it started vibrating. It felt so good that we started pushing our pussies closer and closer all the way until the dildo was completely in both of our pussies. The girl was still straddling me and humping me when the teacher turned us around so I was on top. I started riding her pussy faster when the teacher put her clit in the girl’s mouth and started to fuck her brains out. I grabbed her tits and the teacher grabbed the girl’s tits and we all started going faster and harder and faster when all of a sudden we all climaxed together and pussy juices flew everywhere, we came for at least a whole minute.

The girl swallowed teacher’s juices and teacher got up and told us we were dismissed, and that she’d see us next week.

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They started out barely knowing each other, but going to the same high school… both 18, Alana and Britney would soon discover each other, and themselves.

Britney had moved to town with her brother David, 21, and her mom and dad when she had just turned 18, she was finishing up high school when Alana started dating her older brother Dave.

Alana and Britney quickly became friends and hung out while Dave was at work. Going to the mall, and the beach or pool were 2 things they did quite a bit.

Soon after Christmas, Dave got a job that would force him to move away, about 3 hours away in fact. Alana and Dave were going to try the long distance relationship. Shortly after Dave moved it was becoming more apparent to Alana that Dave had probably met someone in his new town. He called less and when he did call it was always short, and he never wanted to talk about their relationship. Alana didn’t know what to do so she went to Britney for help

“Brit, I think Dave met someone else…” she tried to get out, but sobbed part way through… tears began running down her face smearing some of her makeup.

“Hey, shhhh… It’s ok hun, Dave still loves you I’m sure he does.” Britney tried to comfort her friend, they hugged, their breasts pressing together.

“I don’t know he hasn’t called me in a couple days” she sobbed again, “what if he’s just fucking some chick, what do I do?” Britney held her tight

“Shhh, Dave wouldn’t do that to you, you’re so beautiful, how could he find anyone sexier than you?” Alana laughed

“You think so?” Britney looked into her eyes and nodded

“I know so honey; you’re easily the prettiest girl in school.” Alana giggled and wiped her eyes; she bit her lower lip in thought then leaned forward and kissed Britney on the lips. When they separated Britney smiled and looked at her best friend

“That was… wow….” She stammered. Alana nodded slowly in Kartal Escort agreement. Alana began to blush and Britney reached out to hug her

“I love you Alana.”

“I love you too Britney.” Alana replied, nearly crying. They pulled back from each other and looked around.

“Nobody else is here…” Britney said after a couple minutes, Alana smiled and nodded, she seemed to be considering her next move, then she stood from the bed and pulled Britney up to her, they kissed again their tongues moved from mouth to mouth, Alana’s hands started to search first, finding Britney’s smaller B cup breasts, squeezing and slowly stroking them… Britney began to do the same to Alana’s perfect C cup tits, both were getting very very excited… they pulled away for a second

“I… um… I want you Britney.” Alana managed to get out as Britney started kissing her neck. Alana began to pull of Britney’s tank top, then undid her bra letting out Britney’s tits, she pushed Britney against the wall and lowered her head to one of her soft boobs, slowly licking all over its surface before taking the nipple into her mouth and sucking on it lightly. Britney moaned softly and played with Alana’s dark brown ponytail. Alana was sucking softly and kissing Britney’s nipples when the phone rang… Alana stopped…

“You should get it, just in case it’s your parents or something.”

“Yeah, I suppose.” Britney replied, a little breathless, she stepped over to the phone “Hello?” she answered

“Hey sis!” she heard on the other end of the phone, it was Dave.

“Hey big brother, How’s it going’ up there?” she said, Alana looked up surprised.

“Good, good… hey, have you seen Alana lately?” Dave asked her.

“Yeah, she was over this morning, she was kind of upset” Britney replied.

“Yeah, I know, can you keep a secret, please!?”

“Yes, of course, what is it?” Kartal Escort Bayan Britney wanted to know. Even though she already knew what he was going to say…

“I met this girl up here, her name is Amanda, we really hit it off…” Dave kind of trailed off. Britney and Dave finished the conversation and Britney hung up. Alana practically jumped off the bed.

“So, what’s going on?” she demanded. Britney didn’t say anything but looked into her best friends eyes and nodded, Alana didn’t say anything either, she sat down and thought for a second.

“Britney, I think I really love you. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before… I really want to see where this could go… are you with me?” she asked. Britney didn’t have to respond, the tears in her eyes were enough for Alana, she stood and took a couple steps to Britney and, taking her breasts in her hands, and kissed her. They stood kissing, touching and fondling for a while before Alana pushed Britney onto the bed and started pulling off her shirt and bra. They were both topless, Britney was staring at Alana’s perfect C cup breasts, Alana’s tanned body was so gorgeous, she looked like a goddess. Britney snapped out of it and unzipped her skirt and slipped it off, all that remained were her tiny pink panties. Alana got on the bed beside her and they started kissing again, but this time Alana’s hand didn’t go to Britney’s tits, it went straight to her pussy, rubbing around. Britney was breathing heavier and trying to control herself but it was nearly useless, Alana pulled Britney’s panties to the side and slipped a finger into her dripping wet pussy. Britney moaned loudly, Alana kissed her and began slowly thrusting her finger back and forth in the tight little slit.

“MMM… Alana that feels, sooooo good…” Britney groaned as her hips rocked in rhythm with Alana’s finger. Alana stopped, only long enough to get Escort Kartal another finger into her then began thrusting faster, Britney cried out, she had been fingered before, but it had never felt this good. Then she lost it completely, Alana lowered herself and slowly licked Britney’s clit and Britney exploded, her pussy clenched around Alana’s fingers, she moaned loudly and gripped at the sheets as an orgasm rocked through her. Alana smiled and came up to kiss Britney, they kissed and Britney tasted herself for the first time.

“That was amazing Alana!” Britney said as the kiss ended.

“I know your pussy got so tight around my fingers…” Alana smiled devilishly and licked her fingers, Britney was moving forward to Alana’s tits, taking one in her mouth, Alana giggled.

“That tickles” she managed, but then Britney bit down softly and giggles became a moan. Britney played with Alana’s tits for a while, during which time Alana worked on getting her shorts off.

“Brit… my shorts are off, I want you to lick me!” Alana cried out, Britney didn’t even hesitate, she kissed down Alana’s stomach to her panties and pulled them down exposing Alana’s sopping pink pussy, Britney dove right in, spreading the lips and licking all over, Alana moaned and giggled, Britney decided to slip a finger into Alana and Alana loved it, she moaned loudly and grabbed Britney’s blonde hair pushing her face closer to her steaming pussy.

“Oh God!!! This is so amazing!!!” Alana moaned when Britney shoved another finger into her. Soon Alana couldn’t speak, only moan and it wasn’t long until she came, crying out loudly, her body shaking.

“Oh God… Wow…” Alana barely got out as Britney came up to kiss her.

“Alana? Have you ever done that before?” Britney asked. “No… no…” she gasped, trying to catch her breath. Alana and Britney held each other for a while.

“You’re so much better in bed than your brother” Alana giggled, “He only lasts a couple minutes” They both giggled, Britney smiled.

“Are we… girlfriends?” she asked.

“I want to be… if you do… I love you Britney.” Alana replied with a smile.

“I love you too Alana” They kissed and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

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Affection from Next Door

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Two neighbours fall in love but each remains hesitant to pursue the other, however when the sparks begin to fly nothing will contain their passions.

This story is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved, this story is protected under international copyright laws. No part of this publication should be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical or otherwise without the prior consent of the writer.

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Introduction

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Richelle slowly turned the page of the novel she was reading before taking a long sip of her iced tea. For the past fifteen minutes or about she had been serenaded by the sounds of mirth and excitement drifting over the wooden fence nearby. Her new neighbour was obviously engaged in entertaining several guests. The demure laughter and boisterous chuckling was distracting her from her reading and yet turning her on somewhat. Over the top of her book, she looked down at her slender body, stretched out on the lounge chair beside the swimming pool; the sun’s ray was warming up her skin considerably, she could just feel the heated tingling. Her fairly large 38C-cup breasts were protruding obscenely against the thin fabric of her sleeveless muscle tanktop and she wiggled her toes about nonchalantly, the bright red nail polish sparkling in the sunlight.

Richelle Eimerson was 28 years, an architect and amateur photographer. She was tall, slender and statuesque; over 5′ 10″, with a well muscled physique but had a definite feminine edge. (A combination between a certain Warrior Princess and Quasimodo’s gypsy friend.) Her long, black hair hung in loose curls around her shoulders and back and she had a richly tanned, almost bronzed complexion, which blended perfectly with her almond brown eyes. Those eyes that would gleam mischievously whenever she gave her signature cocky half-smile, displaying the button dimples complimented by her full pouty lips.

Richelle flexed her long athletically muscled legs, fully displayed in her blue jeans shorts and tried to concentrate on her book once more. The loud chatter continued to sidetrack her attention though, and her pussy slowly started to come alive, throbbing lightly. A small shiver coursed through her spine causing her nipples to grow rigid almost instantly. She flicked her fingers casually against her teats hoping to force them down and make them appear less visible but instead the opposite occurred. Now erect and stiff, her nipples poked firmly against the thin material of the vest making them easily discernible. She knew that any other attempts would be futile and just lead to her becoming even more aroused, so she desisted.

Richelle was also aware of something else that was equally troubling at this point; the fact that she needed to find another lover very soon. After all it was over six months since she and Camille had went their separate ways. Her ex had been a rather officious, older woman whom she had met at a local women’s seminar – a manipulative corporate executive used to having her own way, she’d become agitated when she could no longer control her younger companion. Richelle wasn’t missing Camille very much but she still longed for the comforting warmth of another body in her bed. Because she wasn’t one for hanging out at clubs or bars and the few blind dates she had been on since proved to be futile, she knew that meeting someone anytime soon would prove to be very challenging but she tried to remain optimistic.

Sexually Richelle was insatiable, almost unappeasable and pleasuring herself had now become a very daunting task as she found her own body to be too needy and demanding. It took more than just one orgasm to make her feel completely satisfied and since lethargy often followed immediately, that ruttish sensation always seemed to haunt her. She squirmed around lazily, still staring at her large breasts tightly confined within her sports bra. At first she had hated having huge breasts, which did not quite suit her slender frame; they used to make her feel awkward and very self-conscious when it came time to be naked in the presence of her lovers. That was until a few years ago; while still an intern at her present place of employment, she had met an older, very experienced lesbian woman (a client) who had shown her that c-cup and plus sizes were an asset once you knew how to work with them, not around. Her hands wanted to reach down now and stroke them but she knew better. Her breast could easily reach her mouth and on many solitary occasions she had indulged in sucking her own nipples, enhancing the pleasure of her masturbatory antics.

Richelle loved women, especially those who knew how to handle breasts like the ones she possessed. The sensual feeling Maltepe Escort of making love to another woman and having the same thing done to her, could keep her happy forever. Sometimes she felt flattered by the attention she got from men but usually she was just amused; there was absolutely no place in her heart or life for them. She had never met a guy whom she felt attracted to and on many occasions had found herself politely declining offers of sexual favours. To be truthful she had never even seen a grown man naked, not live of course, only in videos. She kept a small collection of DVDs in a bin under her bed, most of them were lesbian porn but she possessed a few exhibiting heterosexual intercourse. She particularly favoured those that featured monstrous cocks threatening to split in half, the cunts of petite women. That was just how she preferred to be fucked; a thick rubber or plastic dildo stretching her tight pussy, bringing her over that proverbial edge. She especially loved the way her muscular vaginal walls contracted around and clung to a lover’s toy or fingers, as a powerful orgasm rushed over her body, at the heights of ecstasy.

Gradually she was becoming more aroused and could feel her pussy tingling so she drove those explicit thoughts out of her mind and returned to concentrating on her novel once more.

Whoosh! An object came flying over her head startling her and she looked into the pool where a multicoloured Frisbee was floating on the surface of the water. She got up, grabbed the small net she used to remove dead leaves and fished the object out of the water. She then reassumed her position on the lounge chair to wait for her sexy new neighbour to come and retrieve her toy.

Richelle could still remember that Friday afternoon, three weeks ago when the other woman had moved in. She was sitting on her front porch swing, typing away on her laptop when several moving vans pulled up, followed by a black Infiniti SUV, which pulled up alongside the house next door, and a beautiful red head stepped out. She noted instantly how much her hair colour was complimented by the sky. It was dusk and the sun was just setting; its orange red hue blazing across the sky dimly. The woman was gorgeous; tall and slim she had to be over 5′ 9″ with sparkling blue-grey eyes. Her thin lips were pursed thoughtfully as she directed the men in the placing of the furniture and household items.

The previous owners had been a middle aged couple and good friends of Richelle but she was glad when they told her they were selling. The man was a retired electrical engineer and their yard was littered with spare parts of old televisions, air conditioning units and everything else electrical. She knew that the new owner was Mr. Donovan’s niece but that was all the information they had been willing to divulge. Knowing fully that neither Mrs. Donovan nor her husband was exceptionally good looking; they were both mildly average in attraction and overweight, she was of course completely surprised by the magnificent beauty presented to her.

She watched on for several hours as everything was unpacked and the various vans drove away. For sometime she wondered whether or not the woman would come over and say hello but when she did not Richelle simply went indoors. She did not forget her though and over the next few days she could hear her rummaging around the house and yard as a mountain of boxes piled up outside. It wasn’t until some days later that she actually saw her in person, again and then she discovered one more thing about the red head; it turned out she was a nurse.

On the following Monday morning, Richelle was on her way to work and in the process of adjusting her rear-view mirror when she looked up and saw the red head standing on her front step in a nurses’ uniform, her hair combed back tightly in a bun, highlighting her facial features. She was taken aback by the woman’s radiant beauty; she looked like one of those dressed up nurses you would see in sleazy porno videos, her b-cup breasts stood out pert and firm across her chest. She fixed the hat on her head, briefly observing her surrounding before locking her front door; the other woman could easily have been a model the way she carried herself as she languidly strode to her car and Richelle waited until after she had driven off to make her own way to work.

Everyday she would watch the woman leave for work before she left herself, admiring the way the other looked in her white uniform. Her desire for the other female increased steadily with each passing day, Richelle dreamt of making love to the gorgeous nurse, sucking on those small breasts and spanking her tight ass. She was lusting after the red head like never before and was fully aware of the fact that no matter how hard she tried to suppress those feelings she could not subdue them.

“Excuse me, excuse me, please.” A soft voice called out over the wooden fence and Richelle turned around slowly. She Maltepe Escort Bayan did not, however recognise the blonde woman staring back at her. “Did a Frisbee come flying over here?” she asked politely, leaning across the fence.

“Yes,” Richelle got up disappointed and walked over to hand the toy to the woman. As she did so the red head appeared beside her friend.

“I’m sorry,” she smiled apologetic, “I hope it did not hurt you.”

“No,” Richelle flashed her a dimpled smiled. “I’m fine.”

“By the way, I’m Neidi Rowland. I moved in a few weeks ago.” Her voice was soft and passive.

“I noticed that,” she shook her head and smiled casually.

“You must be Reisha,” she stretched out her hand, “My Aunt and Uncle talked about you.”

“It’s Richelle, actually.” She received the woman’s hand and shook it firmly, letting the soft, smooth skin glide over hers.

“Oh I’m sorry.” She smiled ruefully. “I’ve really been wanting to come over and say hello or something, but working around the house has been keeping me kind of occupied and I still have to get rid of some of the junk my Uncle forgot to discard.” She explained.

“His antiques, you mean.” Richelle interjected politely.

“I think they’re only considered antiques if they’re valuable.” She smiled broadly and the woman beside her chuckled softly.

Before Richelle could return with a witty quip, they were interrupted by a rowdy young man who called out to the pair.

“Well it was nice to finally meet you.” Neidi waved goodbye while the blonde woman smiled back, shaking the Frisbee at Richelle before moving off to join a small group of people talking loudly in one corner of the yard.

As they stepped away from the fence Richelle took the opportunity to survey their dressing. The two women were both clad in similar flowered print bikinis with half-cup bras, displaying their small but ample and perky bosoms. As they turned away she noticed their firm, taut behinds entirely exposed by their thong bottom pieces. She could feel her pussy creaming, her eyes roaming over their magnificent posterior.

The tall woman slowly returned to her position on the lounge chair but now found it hopeless to try and concentrate on reading. She knew what she had to do and it had to be done right now. She gulped down the last mouthful of her iced tea and sauntered inside.

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Richelle crossed the familiar distance from the sliding door, up the staircase to the master bedroom and locked the door behind her. Immediately she began to disrobe, removing first her shorts and underwear, then her t-shirt and bra. Now completely naked she walked over to the chest of drawers standing across the bed and opened the second one to retrieve a 10-inch vibrator and some batteries before lying down on the king-sized bed in a supine position. She passed the buzzing toy across her lips playfully before taking it into her mouth and sucking on it vigorously. She sucked on it steadily while alternately pinching, pulling and massaging her large round mounds and elongated, erect nipples. She passed the toy all over her bosom enjoying the sensations coursing throughout her body as her loins slowly came to life. She swept her hand fleetingly across her flat abdomen, playfully tugging on the thin curly wisps of hair that ran from her belly button vertically downwards to her pelvic area, where there was a small patch of curly soft black hair neatly shaped in an inverted triangle.

She enjoyed the feel of the short hairs but kept the area near her labia lips and her inner thighs cleanly waxed. Slowly she ran her fingers through the cleft and in between her thick labia lips. There were tiny rivulets of liquid already seeping out from between them. She slipped one finger inside her tight pussy and found her abnormally large clit with its engorged head and brought the vibrator against it. Her body shuddered upon contact and as the toy worked the oversized organ she slipped another finger into the tight hole. She playfully pleasured herself, pulling back whenever she felt the orgasm approaching; she wanted to delay it for as long as possible. She imagined herself in the arms of her neighbour, her fingers were not her own but rather Neidi’s, furiously pumping in and out trying to make her come as she suckled lovingly on her bosom, squeezing the soft flesh in her smooth palms.

Richelle’s hips started to gyrate, her pelvic madly bucking upwards as she held the vibrator firmly against her clit and pistoned her fingers in and out of her cunt rapidly. She could feel the blood rushing to her head, her skin tingling as her stomach and vaginal walls tightened. When the orgasm erupted it was like a strong, overpowering surge, threatening to tear her body apart. Her loins were on fire and the muscular walls of her vagina held on firmly to her fingers as it prepared to forcefully squirt out her juices. Soon her fingers and thighs were covered with her slick love Escort Maltepe secretions that flowed out freely and endlessly. She could feel it running down across her vulva, the crack of her ass and soaking the sheet beneath her body. The warmth was soon spreading across her back and down the sides of her legs. She lay there whimpering quietly as she tried to catch her breath, her body too weak to move. She turned off the vibrator and shoved it up deep into her cunt just as the blades of the fan above her head begun to spin freely, cooling down her body, already glistening with light droplets of perspiration.

“Ding dong!” Richelle rolled over startled; she had been asleep for how long? She immediately consulted the clock on the nearby dressing table but the numbers were blurry to her eyes.

“Ding dong! Ding dong!” The doorbell went again.

There was someone outside; she scrambled to her feet as quickly as she could and ran towards the bathroom. The scent of sex was heavy in the air and on her skin. She pulled out the vibrator from her tired pussy before turning on the shower spray and rapidly lathering and rinsing herself. She threw on a cotton bathrobe, grabbed a towel for her hair and called out.

“I’m coming.” The doorbell was soon chiming for a lengthy period of time; whoever it was, they were growing impatient. She opened the door and was surprised at the red hair dazzling under the porch light.

“Hi,” Neidi turned around suddenly and flashed Richelle a heart-warming smile. “I brought you some burgers and salad; the works. I wasn’t really sure what you would want to drink so I brought sodas and beer.

“Thanks.” Richelle received the Tupperware container and stepped back into the house. “I’m sorry to have kept you waiting,” she apologized. “I was in the shower.” She motioned for the woman to enter with her hands.

Tentatively Neidi made her way into the room but remained near the door. “I guess I should get back home,” she said after a few brief seconds of silence before handing over the drinks, “I’m letting you stand here and soak your beautiful rug.” She smiled but kept her head downwards trying not to make eye contact.

“No its okay. Why don’t you have a seat while I get dressed.” Richelle coaxed and left the room only after the woman had made herself comfortable on one of the armchairs.

Richelle had taken a brief minute to peruse the woman’s dressing; she was wearing her bikini top, a pair of black cotton shorts and wedge-heeled slippers with a soft rubber sole. The shorts were tight and the crotch appeared to have entered between her labia lips as she could see the distinct ‘V’ outline, and the other woman’s pussy seemed to be bulging out against the thick material. A thin gold anklet graced the ankle of her left leg, which was also adorned with two gold two rings.

She had a penchant for details and it was incredible all the things she could notice in just one glance. It was a gift possessed by a remarkable police detective or in her case, “a sex deficient pervert”. She dressed hurriedly using the fan as a sort of body blow dryer and brushed her hair back, wrapping a hair band tightly around the thick curly end before slipping into a loose fitting t-shirt and khaki Capri pants.

“Your house is very lovely.” Neidi commented upon her return. “I was admiring the pictures; are you a photographer?” She queried.

“Not really, the photos are actually of several houses which I designed, I’m an Architectural Engineer.” She explicated.

“So would you like to eat with me or are you filled already?” Richelle changed the topic of conversation as she took a seat opposite Neidi. She had caught the woman sneaking several glances at her bosom when they were talking earlier and had formulated a plan while dressing to decipher whether the interest was there sexually or if it was just curiosity at the sight of her magnificent orbs.

“I’ll eat with you.” She volunteered and Richelle went off to the kitchen to retain some plates and glasses. Neidi took some food and they talked aimlessly as they ate, about their mutual jobs and then answering a few questions the other woman had about the neighbourhood.

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As they ate and spoke Neidi kept sneaking glances at Richelle’s well-endowed bosom hoping that the woman would not notice. She found them to be quite mesmerising; the way they jiggled slightly whenever she reached over for her glass or brought something to her lips. She always had a penchant for beautiful, tall, busty women and her new neighbour fitted that profile perfectly. Her sexy pouty lips and firm, trim athletic body made her more so desirable. All sorts of naughty thoughts were swimming around through her mind and she tried relentlessly to get rid of them and concentrate on eating as well as keeping up with the conversation. She had noticed the woman on several occasions as she went about attending to her duties in her yard and garden and found that she was quite smitten with her. But from her experiences, she knew that women that gorgeous were hardly ever cunt lappers, preferring a stiff cock to a gentle tongue. She had been monitoring Richelle secretly but noticed that the woman entertained neither male nor female visitors; her only sojourn seemed to be when she went off to work .

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Jenny and I went clubbing most weekends and we would start the night getting ready at my house, putting on our makeup, trying on different outfits and of course, the drink would be flowing.

There is definitely something about Jenny that is super sexy. Like me, she is 18 and has straight dark shoulder length hair, deep brown eyes and a lovely smile. She is fit too, with an incredibly tight petite 5’4″ body and really perky round 34B breasts.

I don’t do too bad myself either and most boys seem to talk to my 36C breasts or make comments about my “blow job” lips, which ok, is annoying but kinda flattering at the same time.

Anyway, last weekend after hitting a couple of bars and gathering up some friends along the way, we were pretty drunk when we got to the club. The base was pounding and the whole dance floor was already heaving with hot sweaty bodies and Jenny and I jumped straight in and started dancing and gyrating on the dance floor.

Jenny had a very short skirt on, which flicked up as she twirled and bounced around revealing her cute bum and tight white thong. I had a plunge front dress on that came to just above the knee and because I wasn’t wearing a bra the material stuck to my skin and really showed off my breasts as I got hotter.

Boys flirted and approached us all night but we wasn’t in the mood for them and did our usual tease routine by pretending to be lesbians. We ran our hands over each other’s bodies and used each other like pole dancers. At one point Jenny grabbed my face and pushed her tongue into my mouth. We kissed deeply for a minute or two and then I slithered down her body kissing her breasts and groping her ass under her skirt. It was all good fun and was just meant to tease the boys really and judging by the wide eyes and cheers we got it obviously worked.

It was about 3am when we staggered out of the club a little worse for wear and fell into a taxi to take us home. We got back to my place with the music still ringing in our ears and I made some coffee and we collapsed on my double bed where we would both be sleeping.

Laughing, Jenny said she was too drunk to move and I helped tug her tiny top up over her head, then she fell on top of me and I fumbled at her bra strap. As I pulled her skirt off, her panties came too and I couldn’t help look at her nakedness stretched out on my bed. The way her breasts moved up and down as she breathed, her tight stomach and her extremely clean shaven pussy were all really lovely to see up close.

I Pendik Escort had to stand to get undressed so I unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor and stood in front of her swaying and wearing nothing but a tiny G string and my black knee length boots. Jenny held each calf in turn and helped me out of my boots, which is what made me fall on her and bang my head on the headboard. Laughing like crazy she held me tight, stroked my hair and kissed my poorly forehead saying “there-there” in such a cute way. I managed to take off my boot and wriggled out of my G string. We lay there naked sipping our coffee, giggling and talked about the night, gossiping about the people we saw and wondered if those boys really thought we were lesbians or had just enjoyed the show.

As we lay naked on the bed, our bodies entwined, I told her that if I were a lesbian I would definitely want to fuck her. She laughed out loud and sat up and said she envied the boys who got to play with my big boobs. As she said it, she cupped my breasts and watched her hands softly massaging my firm flesh and I felt a strange tingle run up and down my spine.

I joked, stop it, you know I can’t resist my tits being played with as I gently held her face and looked into her eyes and subtly pulled her head down to my chest. Jenny instantly responded and ran her tongue around my nipple. Her soft lips kissed my breast down in to my cleavage and up to my other nipple. She took each nipple in turn between her lips and sucked them gently until they were fully erect.

I wasn’t quite sure if she was just playing or had something more serious in mind but as my giggling turned to a sigh I lifted my knee between her legs and felt her start to rub her pussy against my soft thigh.

Jenny looked up into my eyes with her lips around my hard nipple and a big smile came across her face. Giggling but moaning under my breath I said you see, I told you I can’t resist someone playing with my tits. She laughed and had a very naughty look in her eyes, then kissed my breasts and started to move down my body, kissing and licking my stomach and sides as she went down. Her hands stroked my sides and up and down my thighs. Can you resist someone playing with your pussy? As she said that her finger tips brushed my pussy lips and I bit my lower lip and let out a muffled moan of pleasure and anticipation.

I half heartedly resisted through my moans of pleasure and whispered that it felt weird but she continued down and kissed Pendik Escort Bayan my shaven mound and the tops of my thighs. I wriggled to get free but have to admit that I was enjoying the soft touch of her lips and finger tips on my body.

Jenny kissed my pussy lips and looked up into my eyes. Her tongue darted across my clit and then lapped heavily along my slit parting my lips and making me squirm with pleasure. She caught the first trickle of my juices on her finger, showed it to me and smiled, then, without saying a word, she licked her finger and closed her eyes tightly as if to show me how much she wanted me.

I knew neither of us had been with a girl before but Jenny licked and teased me tenderly and with such sensuality my head screamed more, more, more. Her hands stroked my thighs, moved up and down my body and gripped my ass every now and then. Her tongue lapped deep inside my pussy before stopping to lick and suck my clit. Hmmm my god this was so nice and I felt so wet and tingly.

She seemed to instinctively know what turned me on, how fast or slow to lick me, how much pressure my clit could take, when to stroke my thighs softly and grope my breasts and ass hard.

Before I knew it, my pussy was soaking wet, my breath short and sharp, my clit was on fire! I stroked her hair and raised my hips to her mouth lifting my ass off of the bed so she could eat me deeper.

Moments later my pussy started to spasm and she licked me harder and faster. I arched my back and moaned out loud as she gripped my thighs and held them open as they shuddered and shook. My juices flowed heavy and Jenny drank them down, swallowing hard as she covered my whole pussy with her mouth.

I think she was impressed with herself to make me cum so easily and as I calmed down we giggled and sighed and lay there in each other’s arms for a few minutes, neither of us speaking, just breathing deeply and sighing and gently stroking each other. I think I broke the silence by saying something corny like “was that good for you?” Hmmm hell yeah was the response.

With that, I had to return the favour and got up on my knees next to her and started to gently stroke her body. Jenny smiled up at me as I traced the contours of her breasts with my fingers, then up and down across her stomach tickling her. I leant down and kissed her nipples, ran my tongue around them and sucked them into my mouth. She arched her back and moaned letting me know she approved. I kissed my way Escort Pendik down across her smooth stomach and smelt the musky warmth of her pussy. I paused for a moment at her soft shaven mound, looked up into her eyes and licked it. I licked the crease at the top of her leg and kissed my way down her inner thigh, getting ever closer to that delicious warm pink pussy.

For the first time in my life I ran my tongue over a pussy and felt how soft and smooth it was. I liked it! I nudged her clit with the tip of my tongue, took it between my lips and sucked it, which made her moan loudly and her hips wriggle under me. I let my tongue dart into her soft warm hole and taste her juices for the first time. I pulled her lips apart with my fingers and licked deeply, which made her moan even louder.

Sucking her clit and looking up into her eyes I slipped my middle finger inside her hot little pussy to beckon her G spot, then licked my finger clean and smiled a cheeky smile at her. I slipped my middle finger back inside and finger fucked her for a couple of minutes building up the speed and pressure before slipping a second finger inside. Jenny lifted her hips off the bed so I could lick her deeper, building a rhythm up and down her soaking wet slit with my hard tongue. My fingers working quicker I pulled out and let them tickle her ass which made her giggle and squirm.

Licking, sucking, fingering her lovely tight warm pussy was an ecstasy I’d not known before and I wanted her to cum hard. I tickled her ass with my wet finger as I kissed my way up and down her silky inner thighs. Thrust two fingers back inside her open wet pussy as she spread her legs wider and moaned loudly. Then I licked and kissed her pussy lips as my fingers slid in and out and beckoned her G spot.

I felt her legs twitch and her breathing change. She grabbed my hair and thrust her hips up, grinding her pussy against my mouth and virtually screamed that she was going to cum.

I was so excited and thrilled I licked and fingered her faster, thrusting my two fingers deeper and harder into her tight wet hole.

Suddenly, she let out a long deep sigh and I could taste her juices flowing faster over my tongue as she started to cum.

Oohh wow I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have her cum for me like that. I’d tasted my own pussy on my fingers or on my boyfriends cock, but this was totally different. Her warm juices seemed to flow forever as I clamped my mouth over her pussy and darted my tongue in and out, sucking and swallowing deeply.

I carried on licking her sweet pussy as she calmed down and then we cuddled and held each other. We looked at each other as the sun was beginning to rise outside and laughed, both realising how much fun we had been missing out on just pretending to be lesbians.

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Ruby and Tammy were out on the town on Saturday night. Tammy lovingly stared into the big brown eyes of her lover as they sat in a booth sipping wine at a lively lesbian club. The 25 yr. old blond teacher told Ruby, ” This seems so surreal, just think, a month ago I was a straight conservative teacher that stayed home on Saturday nights reading. Now here I am in a lesbian bar with my dominating black lover. I cherish the time we spend together but I can’t help feeling that you want more, that you want others. Please be honest with me and I will do what ever it takes to please you. I love you so much and couldn’t bear to lose you.”

“I love you too, before you, I just wanted to fuck them and move on to the next one. I want you to always be part of my life; but I must confess, I still want to seduce and dominate other women!(Have my cake and eat it too), so to speak.”

” I don’t just love you, I adore you and will worship at the feet of my black love goddess. I am your obedient sex slave. You have but to command and I will obey.”

“Wow! You just made me the happiest lesbian on earth. Be prepared to go on a sexual adventure; if you think your life has changed so much now, just wait. Are you sure that you are ready to join the swinging lifestyle?”

Her blue eyes filled with wonder as Tammy nervously replied, “I’m not sure of anything except that I love you totally and will do anything you want me to do.”

” Up until now, my pussy is the only one that you have tasted, that will soon change. No time like the present. Let’s see what we can get into. This is going to be fun.”

Ruby led Tammy to the dance floor and held the blond girl tight as they danced. They were a study in contrast; the slender blond woman in her white dress and the muscular black goddess in her mini-skirt and tank-top and white braids in her black hair. The ebony beauty pressed her huge tits to the white girl’s smaller ones. Black hands with bright red nail polish massaged the shapely buttocks of the startled teacher. “What are you doing? Not here, people will see us.”

Ruby whispered in her ear, “That’s half the fun, let them see your cute little ass and know that your ass is mine. You will soon discover that knowing others are watching is exciting and will turn you on even more.” One hand was squeezing her ass check and the other hand slipped down and into her white panties. “Your fucking panties are soaked, take them off.”

“I can’t do that here on the dance floor!”

“No problem bitch, I will do it for you!” Ruby quickly pulled Tammy’s panties down to her ankles, bent over and had her lift one foot at a time. Tammy’s face turned crimson as Ruby pulled the panties from her feet. The blond teacher wished she could find a hole to crawl into, she felt that every one in the place was staring at her. The ebony seductress tossed the panties in the corner and told Tammy that she didn’t need them anymore.

They continued dancing and Ruby lifted the back of the white woman’s dress and squeezed her buttocks with one hand as she held the dress up with the other hand. The black vixen maneuvered her to a table with two Latin women. Ruby had noticed the lust in their eyes at the sight of Tammy’s sweet little ass and decided to give them a close up view. The blond teacher moaned as a long black finger was inserted into her tight ass-hole.

“Would you like us to join you?” Ruby asked the two Latin women.

“Sure!”

“Come dance with my baby while I go back to our table and get our stuff.”

Both Latin women jumped out of their seats, eager to dance with the foxy blond teacher. They were dressed in matching outfits; gray slacks, black dress shirts and suspenders. They both had short dark hair but could not be mistaken for men with their enormous tits. Marie had 36D’s and Carmen had 38DD’s. Marie stood 5′ 5″ and was 22yrs. old, with brown eyes. Carmen was 5’8″, 24yrs. old and had big green eyes. Carmen took Tammy in her arms and began dancing with her. Not wanting to be left out, Marie pressed into Tammy’s back and danced with her from behind! Tammy was literally the center of attention.

On her way to the table, Ruby spotted a gorgeous blond woman walk thru the door. The woman looked so out of place in her pink sundress and tears were running from her big blue eyes. Having a weakness for blond women, Ruby could not resist the temptation to befriend and seduce the beauty in distress. The muscular black seductress grabbed the white girl by the shoulders and asked, “What’s the matter darling? It breaks my heart to see a beautiful woman like you crying. Is there anything that I can do to help?”

She sobbed, “Today was our first anniversary, the plan was to surprise my husband; there were noises coming from his office and when I cracked the door open, there he was fucking some tramp. This is the first bar that I came to and I want to get drunk!” The black sex goddess clutched the arm of the upset beauty and guided her to the table. Ruby learned that the girl was not used to drinking and didn’t know what to order; just that she wanted something strong.

Ruby got herself a scotch on Kurtköy Escort the rocks and a triple rum and coke for her new friend. The girl told Ruby that her name was April, she was 21, had been married for one year and had never been with any one else but wanted to get even with the bastard. April quickly downed her drink and Ruby got another, just a double this time. Ruby told April that she was with friends and they should join them.

As they walked to the table, Ruby made a mental note to give April single shot drinks from now on, the double and triple shot drinks made her new friend tipsy.

Tammy was sitting in the middle of the two Latin lesbians; she looked uncomfortable being fondled by the aggressive women. Ruby and April sat across from the trio. April surveyed the room, observed the dance floor, and inquired, “Where are all the men?” That brought a chuckle from the women at the table. Marie suggested they go to her house and party.

They all piled in Ruby’s car, Tammy was in the back seat with the two hot Latin ladies and April sat in the passenger seat. Tammy was being molested in the back seat and Ruby admiringly glanced over at April. The 5’8″ house -wife displayed long thin creamy legs and her blond hair fell to the top of her 34C breast. Ruby felt the arousal in her pussy; her desire grew as she admired the many charms of the alluring blond housewife. Ruby was consumed with lust; her pussy twitched and tingled. She could not wait to fuck the tipsy wife. Just as her black hand rested on the white thighs, Marie pointed out her house and they parked in the driveway.

Tammy sat on the sofa with her new lovers and Ruby and April were seated on the love seat. It did not take long for the women to remove the dress from Tammy. They finger fucked her and sucked her nipples. Her hands were placed on their laps and she gasped in shock. Marie and Carmen laughed and disrobed. They took off the tape that was holding down two 10″ black dildos, they removed their shirts, freeing their huge tits and stroked their cocks asking Tammy if she liked them. The startled little blond schoolteacher shyly answered, “Wow! I’ve never seen anything like these before, what should I do with them?”

“Don’t worry, baby, we’ll show you!” The women forced her to suck the big dildos; she slobbered all over them as she tried in vain to fit them in her tiny mouth. Then she was directed to the huge tits with large brown aureoles and pointy nipples. Tammy sucked with fervor; she gleefully nursed on the rubbery nipples. Carmen lifted the dildo up and demanded that Tammy eat her cunt. Her blond head was roughly pressed to the steaming cunt and she eagerly lapped the shaved slit. From behind, Marie inserted the dildo in the hungry blond-pussy.

Now totally turned on, Ruby kissed April on the lips and explored her mouth with her long tongue. Ruby kissed her ear and neck and traveled down to her breast. The ebony goddess removed a tit from the sundress and sucked on the pink nipple. Her black hand brushed up April’s creamy white leg and two fingers were inserted in her moist love hole. “Please stop, we shouldn’t do this. I’m straight and am not attracted to women. I don’t want to do this.”

The black seductress finger-fucked her harder and said, “I want to fuck you and no matter what you say, this soaking wet cunt of yours tells me that it wants to be fucked!” The exotic black woman lifted the sundress over the frightened blond girl’s head, unclasped the pink bra, and pulled down the pink panties. Her long tongue joined her fingers and darted up the pink slit. The blond housewife moaned and squealed as she was brought to a rousing orgasm.

Ruby stood up and got naked; the domineering black woman grabbed a fistful of blond hair and pulled April off the loveseat on to the floor on her knees. “You stupid white cunt; you liked that didn’t you, bitch? Tell me how much you loved it.”

The frightened blond girl answered, “I loved it, yes, it felt so good.”

Ruby moved her feet apart, spreading her legs open wider; she was still tightly holding the blond hair with one hand and opened her own hairy black pussy with the other. “Looks inviting, doesn’t it bitch? I want you to worship my black cunt! Suck my clit and pussy lips and lick my pussy like a cat laps milk. Then stick your pink tongue as far up my cunt as you possibly can!” The pretty white face was pressed to the hot black pussy. April could smell the sweet aroma of sex and she was mesmerized by the smell and the clit that grew larger than hers, she didn’t know that a clit could be so big. She licked the clit and then sucked it like a little dick. The slender blond then sucked the fat pussy lips and lovingly licked and sucked the whole pussy into her mouth. Soon, not only her licking tongue but her nose as well, was buried in the smoldering black cunt. April licked, kissed and sucked feverishly; she took to black pussy like a duck to water.

“Oh yeah baby, you’re a fucking keeper, look up at me. I want to see those big blue eyes as you eat my black cunt! Oh, hell yeah, now I’m going to cum all over you’re sweet face; Kurtköy Escort Bayan lick up every drop of my love juice, lick my ass hole too. I can feel the juice trickle to my ass hole.” The sexy black beauty turned around and stuck her buttocks in the white girl’s face. The white girl put her tongue up the hole and sucked out every drop. The white housewife then kissed all over the shapely black buttocks, pink lipstick marks covered the beautiful- black ass.

“Pretty baby, you really liked your chocolate treat, didn’t you? Are you sure that it was the first time you ate pussy? I love the way you eat my black pussy!” Ruby released her grip on the blond hair and began to tenderly run her black fingers thru the gold-locks.

“Oh yes, your pussy taste scrumptious! I had no idea that it would be so delicious. If my husband wasn’t fucking around and if I didn’t drink so much, I never would have known the joy of eating pussy! Perhaps I should thank him.”

Ruby was about to answer her when she was distracted by a loud scream; Tammy was on the sofa straddling Marie as Carmen was fucking her ass. Tammy looked like a rag doll flailing about while being fiercely fucked in both holes. Then Ruby caught a movement on the steps and was surprised to see an older woman in a robe that was open. The heavyset woman was fingering her hairy hole. She raised a finger to her mouth, signaling Ruby to be quiet. Ruby smiled and waived her hand for the woman to come down the stairs.

The woman walked over to the sofa and said, “Don’t fuck the poor girl to death, give her a break.”

With a swish and a plop, the dildos were withdrawn from Tammy’s two fuck holes. Marie was upset and embarrassed, she cried out, “Mom!! How long have you been here? Did we wake you up? I’m sorry, please don’t be angry.”

The woman told her daughter to take Carmen to her room and fuck each other. The 44yr. old woman introduced herself as Sofia as the two young women ran up the stairs. She sat on the sofa and put her arms around Tammy to comfort her. “I hope my daughter and her friend didn’t hurt you with those big black dildos. I have no idea why they have to be so rough. A sweet little girl like you should be treated right. I have a weak spot for young blond girls. I can’t help it, you are so beautiful.” The older woman guided Tammy’s face to her humongous tits. “Suck mommy’s big tits little girl, put your sweet lips on my big nipples. That’s it baby, now feel how wet you made my pussy as you nurse my tits. Oh yeah,baby, don’t stop. Ohhhhh baby, suck my big tits, put more fingers in my hot pussy. Yessss!!!”

Ruby was getting hot watching her girl friend being seduced by the older woman. She sat on the sofa and told April to eat her hot cunt again. April dove right in, the young blond eagerly gobbled up the delicious black pussy. Ruby looked over at Sofia and said, “We have something in common, I love pretty blond white girls, especially with blue eyes. It makes me cum just watching them eat my cunt, it’s so fucking hot!”

“There is nothing in the world quite like it. This sweet young thing gets me wet just looking at her.” Sofia pushed Tammy’s head down to her pussy and cooed, “Baby eat mommy’s cunt, lick it and suck it. Mommy wants to cum all over your pretty face.” Tammy could smell the aroma of the aroused pussy and the long black pubic hair tickled her face; the hairy pussy was big and the pussy lips were fat. Hot juice dripped from the gaping cunt, Tammy felt her own pussy getting wetter and a tingling sensation covered her entire body. Goose bumps appeared on her arms. The thought of eating this big hairy cunt seemed lewd and obscene. Tammy could not understand why, but this only intensified her desire to taste the juicy cunt.

“Come on baby, make mommy happy.” The petite blond licked the juices with long laps of her pink tongue. She succumbed to the desire to devour the succulent cunt, she licked, and sucked with a burning passion; it was as if she wanted to get her whole head up the sopping cunt! “Yeah, little girl, feast on mommy’s hairy cunt, suck it girl, yes, just like that! Oh shit, soooo goodddd, yessss!!!” Sofia held the blond head tight to her burning cunt as she reached a long, rolling orgasm.

Ruby was grinding her black pussy into April’s face as she too reached orgasm. “Don’t you think that these two blond white girls look sexy with their pretty faces glistening with our cum?”

Sofia laughed and answered, “They sure do! Let’s change partners!” Tammy crawled over and feasted on her black lovers cunt and April brought momma to another rousing orgasm. Sofia served coffee to everyone, and was surprised to learn that Tammy and Ruby were a couple. Ruby explained everything to the puzzled Sofia. The Latin mommy expressed a desire to see the blonds again and told them that she owned a dry cleaning store and hoped business would pick up so she could give her girls a raise.

“Why don’t we give them a treat instead? How many girls do you have working for you?”

“I have six women ranging from 18to55, four Latin and two black, there are no men.”

“Very Escort Kadıköy good, They could all face fuck my little blond sluts and you could pay me by giving me free dry cleaning for a year!”

“You’ve got a deal!” Ruby and Sofia exchanged numbers, Ruby and the girls left for her place.

On the way home, the black goddess asked April what she was going to do about her husband. “I am going to leave the cheating bastard; I would rather eat pussy than make love to the fucking slob. If I ever crave a cock, I can always go out with Marie and Carmen! Your girlfriend seemed to enjoy getting fucked by the big black dildos.”

Ruby smiled and told April to stay with her until she finds a lawyer. Learning that the young wife did not know a lawyer, Ruby informed her that she had a friend that was an attorney and she would make the cheating husband pay big time. Tammy pouted, looking hurt and jealous. Ruby told Tammy that she wanted her to stay too. “I want my bitches to get along with each other. When we get home, you two will eat each other’s cunts. That is a great way to become friends.”

When they got home Ruby made the girls strip naked and get in the bed. Ruby smiled when she saw their eyes fill with desire and lust when the black goddess slowly disrobed, teasing them with her ebony charms. “Tammy, you’ve been a naughty little girl. You must learn not to get jealous, April is my friend, therefore she is your friend; now get on your fucking knees and eat her cunt!” Tammy marveled at the difference between this small pink pussy and Sofia’s big brown cunt. She proceeded to eat the pink pussy with vigor. Ruby straddled April’s blond head and lowered her smoldering cunt to the pretty face. Hungry red lips that tried to devour the delicious chocolate cunt, met the black pussy with kisses and a flickering tongue. Then April sucked the cunt like a vacuum cleaner. Panting with lust, the ebony mistress told Tammy that when she made April cum, they could trade places. Before they went to sleep, Ruby made the blond girls kiss and lick her ebony body with their sweet lips and licking tongues. They each sucked Ruby’s toes and licked her feet, competing for approval from their black seductress. They were ordered by their dominating black mistress to suck her cunt and ass. They willingly complied, Ruby decided that she loved the two blond girls vying for her approval. She told them that they were good girls as they went to sleep.

In the morning, Tammy went home to shower before going to work. Ruby took April to see her lawyer friend. Linda Burk was a petite black woman in her early thirties. She wore black eye glasses and a gray business suit with a skirt, revealing shapely brown legs. Ms. Burk informed them that proving the husband’s infidelity would assure them a victory in court. Moreover, a settlement would probably be reached before they went to court. Knowing that the fee was coming up next, Ruby coyly stated, “I am aware of your sexual preference; could we work out a deal for your fee? April is a hot bitch and loves eating black pussy!”

“What makes you think that I have to pay for sex? I have several lovers.”

“I am sure you do, but do you have a blond, white girl that looks like April?”

“She does look nice and I am so busy with work, it leaves me very little time for a social life, maybe we could work something out; but she would have to be available when I want her. How about a sample right now! If she does good, then it’s a deal.”

Linda leaned on the large mahogany desk; her luscious buttocks were displayed when she lifted up her skirt. “Get the fuck over here and suck my pussy from behind, do it right and make me cum. If you want to be my client without paying; you will have to be my black pussy pleasing white fuck-slut!”

April tentatively approached the black ass sticking up in the air. The blond-wife tugged down the black thong and gazed at the inviting black ass. Her white hands massaged the firm black ass cheeks. The white girl was spellbound by the erotic view. She bent over and proceeded to lovingly kiss the black skin of the attorney’s sexy buttocks. April went to her knees and kissed the slender legs, licked and kissed the black thighs and then returned her attention to the wiggling ebony ass. The blond girl worked her way to the hungry cunt and licked it. Soon she was licking and sucking feverishly; her nose was buried in the black ass hole. Instead of being repulsed by the smell of the ass hole, April felt more aroused than ever before.

“That’s it, white girl, tongue fuck me, and worship my black cunt and ass. Oh shittt.. I’m cumingggg!!!, Suck it up bitch, now tongue fuck my ass hole. Yesssssss!!!!” Ms. Burk reached back and pushed the blond head tightly to her ass. After shaking to another orgasm, Linda Burk turned around, lifted the chin of the white girl and said, “You are now officially my client. You look so good with my-cum all over your white slut face! Today we will send out an investigator to get the goods on your husband. I anticipate that you will receive a favorable settlement. When we get the evidence that we need, I want you to come to my home to celebrate. White girl, your face was made to be fucked by black pussy and I want to sit on your sweet face all night long. Ruby did a great job with you; you are a fine cunt lapper!” April blushed and Linda kissed her goodbye, saying that she looked forward to seeing her again soon

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I come home, and am surprised. you aren’t awaiting Me!! “Where are you, girl?” I cry out. No answer. “Girl!!” I call and call, even using your name, but there is no response.

Then I look to the floor, and i see a little arrow, pointing to the kitchen. I follow the arrow. On the table is a note, and a hot dinner. I read the note.

“Mistress,” it begins in your beautiful cursive, “Please eat this meal, lovingly prepared by Your slave, then follow the arrow behind You on the kitchen floor.”

Dinner is Fettucini Alfredo, with peas, a small salad, and white Wine. I eat heartily, wondering what is going on. I’m willing to follow your guidance, knowing you will follow My guidance soon enough.

Dinner and wine done, I see the arrow behind Me. I follow it, to the refridgerator. the freezer door has a note that says “Open me.” I do, and i see the ice bucket with the sign “take Me and turn right.”

I grab the bucket, turn right, and see the arrows leading through the pantry into the hallway. Then I walk down the hall, as the arrows lead Me to the bedroom. Laid out on the bed are My Leather ensemble. Atop them is a sign, “Wear this.”

I put on the leather Bustier, which pushes up My breasts and barely hides My nipples, My leather thong, showing mostly My ass, and black leather knee-high boots, with three-inch “Fuck-Me” heels on them.

At the bottom of the pile is another note. You spent a long time in planning this, I see. “Go out the door, Mistress, and turn right. The next arrow is there.”

I follow, and see the arrow. This leads Me to our playroom, which has a note on the door. “Once You enter this door, Mistress, You are in command. i am totally at Your bidding. Please, Mistress, show Me your love and Your anger and Your passion. i love You, and hope You accept this gift. Your loving slave, girl.”

I step in the room. It is semi-dark, the blackout curtains covering the windows. Candles are lit all around the room. I look around, and see you, locked into the X-brace, facing out towards the room, the brace on your back. Well, almost locked in. Both legs are shackles, spreading you open. One hand is locked into place, high above your head. The other hand hangs limp, holding a note. you reach out this hand, revealing the note in full.

“Mistress,” it says, “Your slut is under a self-imposed vow of silence. i cannot speak unless You allow it by pulling my hair. Moans and groans are allowed. Please, Mistress, lock up my unworthy hand and abuse Me as You see fit. i love You and trust You. i will not use my safeword, no matter what You do. i love you so much. Şerifali Escort girl.”

I take your hand and shackle it into place. Then I look around, for the best way to start, continue and then finish you. I smile, then lift a candle. It has been burning at least an hour, I guess, based on the amount of melted wax. I walk to you, tip the candle jar, and pour hot wax on your right breast.

You bite your lip to keep from screaming, and a deep moan echoes from your lips. I apply more wax to the left breast, and the moaning continues. I pour wax on your thighs, and the moaning grows in intensity.

I step back, returning the candle to its holder, and grab My flogger. I start beating your breasts with it, breaking the hardened wax. You moan again, deeper with each stroke of My flogger on your breasts. After several beats of the flogger, I stop and feel your pussy.

Of course, i find it wet, very very wet. I kneel and lick the wetness dripping down your shigh. You squirm and moan, but you cannot rush Me. I spend several minutes licking you clean. Then I stand and flog your breasts more. You shake your head, almost as if you are begging Me to stop, but I keep on.

When I am done flogging your breasts, your nipples are firm little peaks, jutting out. I grab another candle, and pour all the melted wax on to your right breast. This time, you cannot hold back. you scream now, tears running from your eyes. I put the candle back, and say “Shall I do the other breast?”

You look up, and smile. you nod, and then watch as I pour hot wax on your left breast. Again you scream. Now I drop the candle, lower to My knees and dive back into your pussy. This time I lick and suckle, touching nothing but your sweet pussy lips.

you cannot hold out for long. After a few monutes of My tongue, you finally speak. “Mistress, let girl cum!!!”

I say “cum,” then resume licking. Your flood arrives seconds later, splashing over My mothm my nose, My chin, My cheeks. And still I lick and lick.

I geep going, and am pleased when you cry out and cum again. I take the second flood, and smile more. Then, quickly, a third orgasm hits you. you are shaking, cumming so hard.

Finally you collapse as much as you can, considering you’re shackled. That’s when I stop. I unlock your ankles, smiling as i see your bells. I reach up and kiss you as I undo your arms. As each arm comes free, it drops on to My shoulder. I lift you up and walk to the bed we installed. I lay you down, and say “Speak to Me, girl. your vocal ban is lifted.”

You look at Me, love flowing through Şerifali Escort Bayan your eyes. Only four words come from your lips. Four words that encompass all that you are, and all that We are.

“i love You, Mistress.”

I strip off My leather, climb into bed and slowly peel the hardened wax off your breasts and thighs. We cuddle, and kiss, before finally falling asleep in each other’s arms.

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You woke up, needing to pee. you had not gone to the bathroom since before you locked yourself up to wait for Me earlier this afternoon. you slide out of bed and pad to the bathroom. the seat was a bit cold, but you took it in silence as you drained your bladder.

The immediate need gone, you wander back into the bedroom, stop and stare at the bed. I am there, sleeping, and you can’t take your eyes off Me. I have rolled on My back, and am nude in bed as usual. The covers have kicked off My body, and you stare at My beauty. My breasts lie on either side of My body, My legs spread a little apart. you see Me, and love overflows from your heart.

You know I am asleep, but you still kneel by the bed. Words spill from your mouth, in a bare whisper. “Mistress,” you say, “i cannot begin to express my love for You. You chose to take me in, and love me, when i do not really deserve You. Please, Mistress, accept the gift i give you. May it be pleasing to you.”

You climb on the bed, between My legs. you spread them, and start to lick, softly, sweetly. I moan a little and spread My legs further apart. I’m still asleep, though.

you remember the ice you asked Me to bring with Me earlier this evening. The bucket is on the table by the bed. you reach over and bring the bucket close to your reach. you then reach into the bucket, taking one of the larger unmelted cubes in your hand. You slip it in your mouth, then lower your mouth back to My pussy. As you start to lick, you spread My pussy open. I moan in My sleep as your tongue is now colder because of the ice in your mouth.

When I am spread open, you put your mouth solidly on My pussy, and shove the ice, with your tongue, from your mouth to My pussy.

I bolt wide awake as the cold ice enters My body. I feel your mouth on My pussy then, and see you, kneeling, licking. I then realize that it is ice in My pussy, so I lie back, not saying a word. I lift My hips, allowing you unfettered access to My center, as you slide your hands under My asscheeks to hold Me up.

you know I’m awake, yet you do not greet Me, you just continue your oral exploits. My moaning takes Escort Şerifali on a life of its own, as you work Me closer and closer to orgasm. I feel the ice melting as you continue to lick Me, and you drink in water as well as pussy juices.

your hands seek another ice cube. you find one and shove it into My pussy, increasing the moans I emit. I am so close now, and you know it. My body is responding to your play. Experimentally, you grab another ice cube, and place it directly on one of My nipples.

My moans turn to screams. I thrash about and cum, flooding you instantaneously with My juices. I nearly squirt from the joy of the ice on My nipple. you are very surprised, but you continue to lick and suck until My orgasm fades.

When My orgasm fades, you look up at Me, smiling, your face covered in My orgasmic juices. “Mistress,” you say, “allow this slave the chance to bring You to orgasm again.”

“Yes,” I hiss, still feeling the effects of the first orgasm.

you hop off the bed a second, grabbing a seven-inch vibe off the dildo table. When you return, you smile and grab yet another ice cube. you push it in My pussy, smiling as I moan into it. Then you turn the vibe on “medium” and shove it into My pussy, making the ice cube slide all the way to the back of My pussy.

I scream again, lust overtaking Me. you work the vibe around and around, letting me feel it inside Me. Then you take another ice cube and put it in your mouth. Once there, you take a nipple (other nipple from before) into your mouth and suckle.

I feel the ice melting inside me, and the vibe driving Me along. I feel My nipple being sucked, and then the ice cube hits My nipple and I scream again. you turn the vibe on to “High”, grab one more ice cube and place it right on My clit.

That’s it. I scream, so loud I am almost afraid I’ll wake the neighbors. In the midst of the scream, I cum, giving you the joy of seeing Me squirt. I rarely do squirt, but when I am very aroused, I do.

You take my cum squirt in your mouth, then plaster your mouth to My pussy, around the vibe. you suckle and drink, and after the first two squirts, I return to a deep lustful flow from My pussy. your tongue laps up every drop.

When My orgasm passes, you remove the vibe from My pussy. The ice cubes in your hands have melted, and the bed is very wet now. Your mouth lowers to My pussy one last time and lick My clean of all My cum juices. Then you lick My breasts, cleaning them.

Finally you say, “Scoot to the dry side of the bed, Mistress. your slave will sleep in the wet spot she created.” I move over, and as you get back into bed, I capture you and kiss you deeply. I lick the cum from your face, then kiss you again.

Then I speak the words you live to hear, words you crave from Me, the words of approval and acceptance. “I love you, girl,” I say. Then, arm in arm, we fall asleep until morning.

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Alright. This time, thanks for the negative feedback from last time. I took it all on board, and implemented a few of the fixes you requested. Some asked me to straight up change my writing style, but I didn’t, so sorry! Also, sorry for the considerable lag between stories. ALSO, sorry that the sexual content comes mostly at the end. Wanted to build some character. All that said, if you enjoy it, enjoy!

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Melinda finally regained her senses, rolling down her top and lifting her seat up. As she adjusted her pants, doubt began to set in. As astonishing as the sex had been, she thought quietly to herself, giving the driver a glance.

The moment Anne had gotten in the car, she’d ravished Melinda beyond rational thought, and it had been truly remarkable. The inexperienced redhead had never even considered her feelings for women. She never even put much thought into her sexuality. The product of a conservative household, her parents had set her up with men as long as she could remember, but those relationships all failed. She got tired of them, and the sex was always a chore. The moment she moved out, she became a recluse. Buried in her work, the echo-chamber of a few friends, and repulsed by the advances of men who were in some cases dashing, she had cut sex and romance out of her life.

Even when she masturbated she didn’t think about people. She just focused on the stimulation of her buzzing little friend, or on occasion her own hand. But now, when she looked at the driver’s seat, and observed the black haired, well built goddess who had the wheel, she felt completely and totally sprung.

Her attitude, her looks, the way her exercise clothes clung to her smooth, tan frame. Everything about her made Melinda want to pull the woman on top of her and go for a second round.

It horrified her. Melinda turned her eyes towards the dark, winding road in front of her Volkswagen and considered the following;

*Am I gay?*

“Well, we’re here.” Anne smirked as she pulled into the driveway behind her black car. She expected Melinda to be impressed by the house, and turned a cocky grin towards her.

Instead, Melinda was gripping the dashboard, a terrified look on her face as she breathed ragged breaths. “Whoa. Are you okay?” Melinda put a hand in front of her face as she trembled. She felt dizzy, and her muscles went tense as she struggled for air. “Hey. Melinda.” Anne snapped her fingers, but the redhead didn’t respond, biting her thumbnail. Anne quickly stopped the car and moved around it to the passenger side. The raven haired-woman allowed herself a quick curse before opening the door and reaching around Melinda to unbuckle the seat-belt.

“Hey,” Anne kept her voice soft and caring, curling her words pleasantly. “Hey. It’s alright.” Melinda choked out a quick sob, and Anne rubbed her back gently. “Come inside. C’mon.” The taller woman helped Melinda to her feet, and supported her with a hand around her waist. Melinda followed, taking uneven steps as her breathing intensified. “That’s it. Come on.”

Anne unerringly slid her key into the door and walked Melinda into the house, flicking on the lights. Footfalls clicked against tile as Melinda was led through the large entryway and into the sitting room, where Anne sat her down. She was breathing more evenly now, but Anne knew she wasn’t quite out of the woods yet. “That’s right. Settle. Breathe.” The dark-haired woman didn’t falter in the slightest, remaining calm and supportive as she sat beside the redhead, stroking her back, then brushing back her hair.

“Let me get you some water.” Anne stood up, leaving Melinda sitting on the couch. Melinda wiped a hand down her face, still shaking. Anne was back quickly with a cold bottle of water. Melinda took it and drank, then took a deep breath. The room had nice, warm, even earth tones, the brown suede couch comfortably soft. Melinda leaned back, relaxing and collecting herself.

“You had an anxiety attack.” Anne reported the fact in a friendly manner. “You’re fine now. Feeling better?”

Melinda tried to choke out an affirmation, but couldn’t manage a word. Instead, she just shook her head. After a moment, she sat up, mustering the breath to speak. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I can give you a ride home if you want.” Anne seemed rather relieved. Melinda stared at the bottle, tilting it from one side to another, then squeezing it, letting the water rise under the pressure of her hands. “Or, you could stay until you’re fine to drive.”

Melinda tilted her head, thinking. She’d missed what Anne said, not paying attention as the woman spoke. “…Do I seem gay?”

“Yeah.” Anne quickly reported.

“Why?”

“I don’t know. You just…do? I figured you were gay after seeing you a few times.” Anne shrugged her shoulders. “Is that a bad thing?”

“No. I just never thought about it.” Melinda began to chafe under the line of questioning. Something about saying it out loud made her feel smaller. Like her parents were glowering at her Anadolu Yakası Escort in the back of her mind. “Never had an anxiety attack before.”

“My mom used to have them all the time.” Anne smiled, patting Melinda on the back. “She’s a bit like you. Short, dorky, a worrier, always avoiding people. She’s leveled out now, but I had my fair share of evenings getting her to calm down.”

Melinda nodded. She looked up to Anne. Even sitting, she felt like the woman towered over her. Statuesque and firm, Anne rubbed Melinda’s arm. “So, what do you want to do? I could give you a ride back to your house.”

The redhead didn’t particularly want to leave. She didn’t feel like being alone, but admitting it might make her seem needy. She went silent, taking a swig of water from the bottle.

“Or, you could stick around. I’ll make you something to eat.” Anne offered.

Melinda nodded. “Okay. Sure.” She tried to seem neutral, but she was relieved. Now that she was attentive, she noticed just how big the sitting was. The ceiling loomed at least seven meters overhead, with ceiling fans lazily turning. The coffee table in front of her was glass, with several books at one corner. “Is this your house?”

“Yup.” Anne stood up, stretching her back. “I’m gonna go change, then I’ll cook us something. You don’t seem like a kleptomaniac, so feel free to look around.” With that, Anne walked out of the room. Melinda heard footfalls going up stairs. She got up from the couch, holding her bottle of water, and began looking around.

It was a very spacious house indeed. Melinda looked through a window, brushing the blinds aside to see a small pool in the backyard. She couldn’t help but feel impressed. That feeling increased as she walked around. The kitchen was large and spotless. The dining room had a large wooden table. It was hard to believe Anne lived alone. Perhaps she had a roommate?

*”Meow.”*

Melinda jumped at a sudden sound behind her, discovering Anne’s “roommate” of sorts. A short haired, tortoiseshell cat walked into the room, inspecting Anne with his green eyes. He slunk up to the redhead, and pushed against her leg, rubbing up to her. Melinda bent down and stroked his head. The cat seemed pleased with the attention, and continued onward. Melinda followed the cat absentmindedly, as if the animal were giving her a tour.

The cat turned and called out again with a bored *”meow”* as Melinda followed, looking around. Soon, the animal walked through an open door, which Melinda peeked through. The curious redhead saw a carpeted staircase, and the cat’s tail rounding the corner. She walked down the stairs, and found a mildly interesting sight. An Everlast punching bag, a treadmill, and a weight bench. The room was a rather large home gym, with a small cat tree in the corner. The green eyed, brown and black cat was sitting on the black bench, staring at the wall.

“Huh.” Melinda murmured. She smelled something cooking, and went back upstairs. Now fancying herself a gumshoe of sorts, Melinda knew Anne was in the kitchen, preparing something. Perhaps she could get a glimpse at Anne’s bedroom. She needed to know more about Anne, and asking seemed an awkward way to go about it. She moved up the stairs, trying to keep quiet.

Whatever Anne was cooking smelled marvelous, but Melinda fought back the urge to peek into the kitchen. She walked quickly up the stairs, and began looking around. The hall had a few doors. One was clearly the bedroom. There was a guest room with modest furnishings, a chair, a desk, and a queen sized bed. Another room appeared to be an office, with bookshelves, a desktop PC, and a plastic trash bin full of crumpled papers and tissues. Anne’s bedroom called out to Melinda (in more ways than one). Melinda swallowed hard, and slipped into the room to continue her investigation.

It was a bit messy, but otherwise nothing seemed amiss. Melinda heard the drips of Anne’s shower head.

*Okay. I’ll only look at what’s in the open.*

Melinda drew the line there. Anne had the grace to help her through an anxiety attack; the redhead owed her at least that much courtesy.

Melinda found something rather alarming; a gun on the nightstand. A black Walther PPK handgun, Melinda immediately recognized the pistol from a James Bond movie she’d seen with a friend earlier in the week. Thought it worried her a little to see it sitting in plain sight, the air of danger turned her on a bit. She could imagine Anne as a spy in a black suit, squeezing off rounds at Russians with a woman on her arm.

As she milled about, Melinda stepped on something that slipped under her foot. She lifted her shoe and clumsily stepped away, looking down a the magazine she’d just crumpled. It was an issue of Sports Illustrated: Swimsuit Edition. Melinda sneered at the picture of Kate Upton on the cover. At least now she knew Anne’s type; women with big breasts and tight waists.

“MELINDA! FOOD’S READY!” Anne’s commanding voice sent a shiver up her spine. Melinda Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan immediately power walked out of Anne’s room, quietly adjusting the door to the exact angle it had been before she entered, and walking quickly down the stairs. Anne stood at the bottom of the staircase, arms folded. “Find what you were looking for?”

“Just checking out the guest room.” Melinda was poor at a lot of things, but she was a fantastic liar. Despite her well practiced mendacity, Anne gave her a narrow eyed look.

“Come down here,” Anne said. Melinda walked down the stairs until she was at eye level with the tan skinned host. Anne reached out, grabbing Melinda’s waist and lifting her off the stairs. Melinda, startled, was placed on the floor where Anne stood. No longer eye level, Melinda looked at her feet as Anne smirked, towering over her. Anne knew the redhead was lying; she rather fancied the feeling. Power. Melinda looked nice and submissive again. “C’mon. I cooked us something.”

Leading Melinda by the hand, Anne stepped into the dining room. Several plates were set out. Each setting had three plates; one with salad, one with white strips of food with light brown sauce that Melinda didn’t recognize, and the last was a lamb shank with black shavings. The smell was appetizing. Anne pulled out Melinda’s chair, and she sat in it. Sitting beside her at the head of the table, Anne watched as Melinda ate her salad. Melinda finished it quickly, but it was very good. She moved on to the dish that she didn’t recognize.

“It’s a light geoduck carpaccio.” Anne said proudly. Melinda didn’t understand either word; she grew up in a house where meatloaf was the main dish. As the redhead turned questioningly to Anne, the woman sighed and put it more simply. “It’s a big clam. I cleaned it and cut it up.” Melinda took exception to the way Anne talked down to her a bit, but decided not to make a big deal about it. She hadn’t won a single confrontation with Anne yet, and couldn’t see herself doing so in the future.

Melinda took one of the strips of wilted, white meat on her fork, and popped it into her mouth. It had a delightful taste. All Anne had done was rub a tiny twist of lemon and drizzle some soy sauce. Melinda ate each slice slowly, as Anne began her dinner. Soon, Melinda moved on to the main course, cutting a piece of lamb and putting it in her mouth.

She freckled slightly at it. “It’s a little too spicy,” Melinda complained. Before she could take another bite, Anne took her plate of geoduck and passed it over to Melinda.

“Here. I’ll eat it, and you can have this.” Melinda felt bad complaining about Anne’s cooking, but the raven haired woman didn’t seem to take it too badly. She smiled at Melinda, who was overjoyed to have more of the strange clam dish. Anne ate her lamb shank and quarter of Melinda’s before she was finished. “I guess you don’t like spicy stuff. I’ll remember that.” The two ate in comfortable silence. Melinda finished, but didn’t have anything to say. She leaned against the table, thinking as she stole the occasional glance at her host.

She remembered a quote from one of her many favorite movies, *Pulp Fiction.*

*”That’s when you know you’ve found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.”*

Melinda assessed herself. She felt perfectly fine not saying anything at the moment. What that meant for her, she didn’t know. But, if Mia Wallace was to be trusted, it meant that Melinda didn’t go far wrong by coming home with Anne.

Not that she had much of a choice.

“So,” Anne asked. “What are you, bi? Curious? You didn’t put up much of a fight in the locker room.” The woman smiled, leaning forward on the table. Melinda drank her drink, not answering the question. “You can’t just stonewall me when I ask you something. Say you won’t answer, or answer. I hate when you go quiet.”

“Well sorry.” Melinda’s voice was rather sarcastic. Anne groaned, but kept a pleasant, if exasperated expression. “…I don’t think I’m straight. Either that, or the men I’ve met aren’t good at sex.”

“Huh.” Anne, satisfied with the answer, nodded.

“Plus, I *did* put up a fight. You’re just a head taller than me and way stronger. It was like fighting a gender swapped Mister Reach.” Melinda rolled her eyes, taking another sip of water. She was pushing it a little; she knew damn well that Anne was in control of the situation, but it felt good to fire back a bit. Anne seemed to enjoy it when Melinda got short with her.

“Funny.” Anne grinned in a rather sinister manner, her eyes flicking up and down Melinda’s body. The redhead defensively folded her arms and crossed her legs, knowing that Anne was undressing her with her eyes, considering ways to make Melinda pay for the barb. Leaning back, Anne asked another question. “What do you do for a living?”

“I work at a library. I enter things into the system, and I sort stuff.”

“Redheaded librarian. Go figure.” Anne shrugged Escort Anadolu Yakası her shoulders, a satisfied, respectful look on her face. “Do you have a boyfriend now?”

“No,” Melinda shrank back a little under Anne’s stare. The black haired woman was putting something together in her head; Melinda could see the gears turning. She leaned forward and made a life-changing offer.

“You don’t like going to the gym. How about you use my home gym instead? I can put you on a work-out plan that’ll keep you in shape. I’ve even got a pool you can swim laps in. That way, you can stop wasting money going to that place late at night.” Anne clapped her hands together.

“And what do *you* get out of this?” Melinda already knew the answer, but wanted to see what excuse Anne would come up with to keep her around.

“That’s pretty obvious, isn’t it?” Anne matter-of-factly laid out the gospel truth. “You come to my house every other day of the week. I want more of what we did in the car.”

Melinda turned bright red, her eyes widening. Wow. Anne had cut right to the heart of the matter. “You’re just my type. It’d basically be sex on tap.” Anne leaned in, and Melinda leaned back. The redhead was intimidated for sure, but frankly she was bristling a the thought. “You come out of the pool, exhausted, I give you a deep tissue massage, and when you’re relaxed and face down, I crawl on top of you, pull your ass up and keep your head pushed down while I-“

“Stooooooooop. Jesus.” The redhead wiped her nose, hiding the growing blush on her cheeks. Anne certainly had a way with words; if she went on with that kind of talk, Melinda feared she’d be the first woman in a hundred-odd years to actually come down with the vapors.

As Melinda tried to clear her head, Anne stood up, and started towards her. Melinda saw a look in the woman’s eye. She intended to go on the attack. Before the buxom redhead could move from her chair, Anne grasped her upper arms and kissed her on the mouth. Melinda released a muffled squeal, but Anne didn’t relent, leaning the redhead’s chair back as she kicked her legs. Suddenly, Melinda was lifted out of the seat and slung over Anne’s shoulder, the chair clapping against the ground as Anne walked out of the room.

The cat matched Anne’s stride. “Don’t follow us, Artie.” Anne chided the cat, who meowed loudly in response. Melinda watched as the cat quickly branched off, trotting the other way and leaving his master to her business. Melinda was taken up the stairs. She put her hands on the small of Anne’s back as she walked to reduce the constant bouncing.

“Put me down.” Melinda tried to sound stern, but her voice came out as an embarrassed giggle. Her host ignored the plea. On the contrary, Anne gave Melinda a few triumphant slaps on the ass; gentle, but the act itself made Melinda yelp with surprise.

“You wanted to see my room, right?” Anne smirked as she pushed the door open, and tossed Melinda onto the bed. She landed on her back and sat up. The moment Melinda hit the bed, Anne began stripping. She yanked her pants down. No underwear. Her pants dropped down her toned legs revealing her pussy. Shaven and tight, Melinda stared down at it for a moment, as Anne smiled and yanked her shirt over her head, bearing her chest and leaving herself completely bare. Her breasts were on the smaller end of the spectrum, medium sized B cups with perky, light brown nipples. Melinda was honestly more interested in her build; she was absolutely stunning; tall, tan, and strong. Melinda was rendered speechless at the sight.

Anne didn’t give Melinda long to look. She pounced, and pushed the redhead onto her back with one hand. Her mouth went to Melinda’s throat. The redhead was a sucker for gentle stuff; Anne would have to work her into the deep end gradually. For now, she focused on getting Melinda hooked.

Reaching up the back of Melinda’s shirt, Anne grasped the clasp of Melinda’s bra with one hand, unhooking it. Melinda gasped as she felt her bra go loose, as Anne unbuttoned her shirt quickly. Her mouth never slowed, kissing down Melinda’s neck to her exposed collarbone. She opened Melinda’s shirt and grasped her bra, tossing it over her shoulder and onto the floor. Before she could get a good look at Melinda’s breasts, the girl put a hand over each breast. As aroused as she was, she had always been self conscious about her chest. Melinda managed to sit up as Anne knelt at the foot of the bed. “…I think we should slow down,” Melinda murmured, catching her breath.

Anne said nothing. Instead, she smiled impishly, grasping Melinda’s hands and moving them close, pushing Melinda’s breasts together. “Hey!” Melinda reached out to grab Anne’s shoulders. A big mistake; Anne placed her hands on Melinda’s breasts, admiring the size and feel. They were certainly a good pair. Melinda, partially annoyed and partially into it, grabbed Anne’s wrists as the raven haired woman pushed her back onto the bed.

Wrapping her arms around the smaller woman, Anne kissed down Melinda’s body. Stopping at her chest, Anne flicked one of Melinda’s nipples with her tongue. It was easy to remember how sensitive they were; they prompted an orgasm in the car. Anne took one in her mouth and sucked, and Melinda shuddered. If she was hesitant before, Melinda was on-board now. She stayed on the bed as Anne moved lower, kissing and nipping down her stomach.

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Abigail , Tommie Get Married

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When I told you about my slave shopping Saturday (see Alex Goes Slave Shopping), I mentioned a little about Abigail and Tommie’s wedding. I thought you might lie to know a little bit more about our customs and traditions here on the Lemon planet.

Well, like everywhere, people get married when they love each other, want to be together, and want the world to know. Unlike other planets, there are no rules and regulations about who can marry whom, no minimum period of notice, no designated people who can perform the ceremony, and no recriminations if the couple decide to part. The only rule is that the union must be based on sexual attraction, and that a sexual Witnessing must take place. Depending on the number of friends and family a couple has, there is a threshold number of orgasms that must be achieved at the wedding-orgy before the union is considered made.

In Abigail and Tommie’s case, the orgasm threshold was 30. Of course that includes guests! Abigail and Tommie weren’t expected to reach that on their own. Not the first day, anyway!. Oh, boy, I hope you didn’t think that. You’d have to laugh wouldn’t you!

Abigail was my sex slave when she met Tommie. Abigail was a junior college student when she came to serve me, sexually experienced but hungry to capture every moment her studies allowed. In fact it was part of her study. She was majoring in physiology, with special focus on the clitoris and she wanted to allow her own clit to experience as much sexual stimulation as possible by way of grounding her studies. I had promised to ensure she orgasmed at least twice a day, and to introduce her to as many sexual practices as I could, and in return, she was happy to take prime responsibility for sating my sexual appetite. Actually, Abigail was more than a slave. She was like a sexual butler, organising the fuckfun in my life. If Abigail wasn’t servicing me herself, she was making sure I got my fuck-quotient somehow.

Some nights Abigail and I would go down to our favourite waterfront bar and she would lapdance with the dykes. I loved it when she excited those stitched up business girls who hadn’t had a good shag for months, or even years. Some were so busy climbing the corporate ladder they had forgotten their birthright – the right to freedom of sexual expression. Other times she played the whore, the vamp, the dock-side slut and required me to “rescue” her from the hands of those who might take advantage. Of course, we always ended our nights at the bar with a floorshow for the punters. Abigail would start to nibble my tits, and before you knew it, I was sitting on the pool table with her face between my legs! Pretty tame, you might think, but I can assure you there were times Ataşehir Escort when we prompted a full scale orgy worthy of the most popular nightclubs.

Then came the time Abigail decided to take up mud-wrestling. Obviously she was in the femme division, but while down at the pits she met a Bull Dyke champ called Tommie.

Tommie is tall and well-built, all muscle. She has thighs that would crack nuts (if she so desired) and upper arms that can support her above a lover while thrusting her dildo for 45 minutes at a time! She was soon wrapping those arms and thighs around Abigail whenever she could, and Abigail was well and truly enraptured. She told me she had always wanted a lover who was prepared to lead by her cock. Tommie never went anywhere she wasn’t packing that enormous piece of silicon. My friend KaneAnn, the tattoist-piercer said she saw Tommie ravishing Abigail amongst the radishes at the market on more than one occasion. Of course, this wasn’t anything anyone hadn’t seen before, but for Abigail it meant she was in a constant state of cum. She never totally neglected her slave duties, but it became obvious she needed her sleep! Sometimes she begged me to prevent her cumming so she would be frustrated and needy for Tommie!

And so it came to pass that Abigail and Tommie decided to get married. This meant they would commit themselves to each other at a wedding orgy. Don’t get me wrong, it doesn’t have to mean you stop fucking anyone else, but it becomes something you discuss with your commitment fuckpartner as well.

KaneAnn is such a romantic. She loves wedding orgies. She gave the happy couple their favourite wedding presents – new tatts and jewelry. As I think you know, when Tommie fastened the gleaming new diamond and platinum clit ring through Abigail’s hood, KaneAnn’s pride knew no bounds. She beamed and masturbated in her leather chair, situated, as the ring-bearer traditionally is, at the left hand side of the matrimonial fuck-lounge. She orgasmed at least three times as Tommie offered her recently tattooed mound to Abigail – contributing 10% of the required orgasms just during the ring ceremony!

Abigail was radiant in a sheer slip dress – well, a sort of chemise, really. It was cut under her tits, so her nipple rings glinted throughout, and came to a half inch above her ass and cunt. When she turned, the bare flesh of her delicious asscrack was just visible – leading your eye, and Tommie’s hands, upwards. Her pussy bush was groomed and woven with gold thread, so glinted and flashed seductively. Her long glossy black hair was swept up in a French roll and held in place with a gold clasp. By the end of the ceremony, her hair Ataşehir Escort Bayan was swinging loose, brushing her tits and sweeping over Tommie.

Tommie wore a brand new leather cummerbund with her black satin trousers. The cummerbund doubled as a restraint when taken off and tied around Abigail’s wrists to hold them together. Tommie was naked on top, the tattoos adorning her rippling muscles and firm breasts proudly exposed. During the climax of the ceremony, she stepped out of her trousers so she could offer her shaved but tattooed mound to Abigail. When KaneAnn offered to do that tatt, Tommie hesitated at first, having never shaved her pubes before. But she realised she regularly shaved her head to its fine dark stubble, so she went to the barber and had an “all over”.

My role was to give Abigail away to Tommie. I was proud that she acknowledged in the speeches that in the past 4 years I had been responsible for adding essential practical experience to her mainly theoretical clitoral knowledge, and that as a result she was awarded a masters degree summa cum laude. With Tommie’s support she was headed towards a doctorate in orgasmology. Soon she would be a full professor of fucking – the most lauded of honours on our planet.

The wedding itself was a joyous event. Tommie and Abigail were both “orphans” in the sense that their mothers had all chosen to go into closed orders of contemplative fucking nuns. That meant that they could only witness and experience sex within their communities, thus excluding them from the festivities. All four mothers sent their love and assured their daughters they were happy and fulfilled, the numbers in their orders were growing and so there was always a renewal of fucking partners. So apart from KaneAnn the ring bearer, the celebrant and me, they invited 11 of their closest friends each to the orgy. Beyond that an orgy can become a bit big, unless you have a large enough space to accommodate them all. I had offered my mansion, but Abigail preferred an intimate occasion in her college orgy-chapel. Tommie of course acceded to Abigail’s every desire.

Tommie was already reclining on the huge fuck-lounge in the centre of the chapel when Abigail arrived. Tommie was idly tracing the dragon’s tail that coiled across her tits, and chatting with the guests. Abigail appeared like a radiant vision in the doorway, and was led towards the couch by me by a leather lead attached to her collar. I was wearing my leather trousers and jerkin with the cut outs for tits, ass and cunt. As we approached the fuck-lounge, she dipped her head and in a last act of possession I pulled her mouth onto my nipples which I pushed together and Escort Ataşehir rammed into her red-lipsticked mouth, at the same time frigging my clit and pumping my fingers in and out my own cunt. She sucked and kissed and nibbled my nips, leaving red marks all around. I threw back my head and experienced my last cum with her in this relationship of Mistress and Slave. Next time, if there was one, she would be a Partner. I then reapplied her lipstick and finally unfastened the collar, thus symbolically releasing her from her servitude towards me.

Abigail was then helped onto the fuck-lounge by Tommie. They were asked by the celebrant if they were sure they wanted to become partners and enter the state of unholy matrimony. They moaned their assent, and promised that before fucking anyone else they would consult their partner. They promised to bring up any children they might have within the ethical framework of our society.

Now was the time for the ring ceremony. Abigail’s chemise was pushed up to her belly, and she spread her legs. Her whole sex-rose was fully displayed, the delicate layers of labia lips unfolding like a spring rose. KaneAnn handed the clit ring to Tommie, who had practiced on lifelike models for this occasion. She gently removed the temporary ring that had been inserted some weeks before and replaced it with the magnificent diamond and platinum hood ring symbolising their union. KaneAnn checked it was fastened properly, and Tommie knelt before Abigail and lick-flicked her clit. She rolled it in her mouth, tonguing the ring, placing the tip of her tongue through it and pulling gently. Abigail moaned and fondled Tommie’s crewcut head, pushing her mouth more urgently onto her sex. Tommie’s tongue explored Abigail’s tunnel while she sucked her clit. I noticed that several other witnessing couples had their tops undone or off and were playing tit hockey. At this time convention precludes guests from any cunt contact.

Before too long Abigail came in a shudder and a low moan. Now it was Tommie’s turn. Tommie is a Bull but not a Stone. She loves to come with Abigail. She unzipped her trousers and abandoned them, and presented her shaven tattooed mound to Abigail. Abigail was delighted with the tatt and started eating Tommie like she was deprived of munchies for months, well, hours anyway! Tommie spanked Abigail’s ass as she came, which was a signal to the congregation that they could cum as they chose from then on. The fuck-fest had begun! And so it continued for several hours, with waiters circulating with sex-toys, food and drink.

That night Tommie and Abigail left for their tropical island and mud-wrestling honeymoon. I didn’t cum again after giving Abigail away, but I did manage to serially fuck the couple who had been suffering Lesbian Bed Death problems, and, seeing each other orgasm again led them to tentatively restore their interest in each other’s cunnies. They had their hands on each others’ clits when I left for home, there to contemplate the need for a fresh slave.

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