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This story, and all my stories, contains fictionalized characters from long ago memories and recent events of my life.

I am a 60+ year old Black BI woman. My stories are memoirs spiced with a kinky imagination. I am submissive by natural inclination in most relationships, sometimes extremely submissive in sex. If you like kinky mature bi women I hope you will like my stories and please comment to help me improve.

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This story is a sequel to The Photographer Part 2. Readers may want to read that story before this one. Characters in this story are perhaps real but of course, for no reason really, the names have been changed… or not.

When I again read Photographer Part 2 after publication I realized that I had done Bailey and my readers a disservice by not telling the entire story of a complicated relationship between a mom, Robin and her adopted daughter Bailey.

Please read on and let me try to correct that.

At the risk of repeating myself… there is no “risk”, let me repeat myself.

I met Beth because of my relationship with a woman named Sarah. It happened on a Friday at the airport. Sarah was coming home after being away for a few weeks and dressed in my best jeans and a white sweater I waited for her at the airport. The plane was delayed and that made the anticipation worse. One hour became two. I watched as the plane pulled up to the gate and then waited for passengers to exit. As they came through the door I watched for her and at last saw her.

I sat and waited and finally she exited the gate area. She was not alone! Sarah was walking, actually holding hands with, a younger taller woman. Who was this woman?

As she approached she dropped the woman’s hand and gave me a hug, a sincere warm hug. She whispered in my ear: “Ah, Robin, it’s so good to be home. Thank you for coming. Don’t worry it will all be ok.” She did not wait for a response. Sarah stepped back and gesturing to the woman said: “Robin, this is Beth. Beth say hello to Robin.” We shook hands and kissed cheeks. I hate that custom.

We drove back to Sarah’s beach house with just the usual “how was the flight”, BS talk. When I tried to ask a related question Sarah shut it down by saying: “Robin, Beth I can imagine you are both confused and want answers. We will discuss this later.”

I got a clue of sorts when Beth in response to what Sarah said replied: “Yes Ma’am.” What the hell kind of reply was that?

As we approached the house Sarah informed us: “Beth, you and I will be staying in my house at least for now. Robin, you will remain in yours.” She was back and yet after they left the car with their luggage I was alone again sitting on my deck looking at the moon.

At about my third glass of wine I saw movement on the beach approaching my deck. It was Beth. As she came up the stairs she asked me to please not tell Sarah she came to see me. She had lied to Sarah and told her she was going for a walk on the beach.

In the next 30 minutes I learned that Beth had been with Sarah on and off for a few years and that she felt very strong dependence on Sarah. We agreed to spend more time talking at every opportunity.

The very next morning I got a visit from Sarah. She told me that I was important to her but so was Beth in very much the same way. She told me I would be moving to her cabin where the three of us would live. I remember actually saying “Yes ma’am!” All the while thinking where the fuck did that “Yes ma’am” come from.

The first day was awkward. Beth and I were dancing around the fact that we had talked and at least Beth and I were wondering what the sleeping arrangements would be in this one bedroom cabin. As the day went on it became clear that Sarah was being openly physically affectionate with both of us.

That afternoon Sarah asked me in front of Beth “Did you share yourself with others while I was away?” I hesitated. She said: “You did, I know you did.”

She was quiet for a while then stood and took my hand. She led me into the bedroom and asked Beth to follow.

She explained to us both that I had been very naughty and done a very bad thing. I thought I knew what was coming but I was wrong. She asked us what we should do about it. I was silent. Beth was silent.

Sarah looked at us both and said: “This is simple. If you want out just leave. If you stay you must never have sex outside of the three of us unless I tell you to. Understood? Agreed?”

We both said: “Yes Ma’am.”

Sarah smiled, stood and said: “I would like you both naked now. You will remain naked as long as I say.” We striped as she was speaking. When we finished she said: “Now look at each other. Do you like what you see?” We both nodded yes, and Beth said “yes ma’am!”

Sarah said: “It would please me right now to watch you make love.”

Nothing happened, no one moved. Sarah sat in the bedroom chair as we stood naked in awkward silence. No one moved, no one spoke.

Sarah waited. After a short time she asked us to Tire Escort Bayan come and stand in front of her and face each other. As I looked at Beth and remembered our conversation from only a few nights ago I felt a closeness to her I did not expect an emotional closeness. I leaned in and kissed her gently.

She responded by putting one hand on my face sort of pulling me in and putting her other hand around my back again pulling me in.

I put my arms around her and pulled her close as well. I remember her tongue between my lips asking for more and her hair smelled like coconut. It was thrilling to feel her breasts pushing into mine. I was gone. I felt Beths hand searching between my legs as we drifted to the bed. Beth was a very giving lover. She made me want to give more to surrender to her and I did. I remember the look on her face as she reached her first orgasm. I remember the musk of her taste and the wonderful curve of her bottom as my face found its way between her legs. I remember the soft strength of her thighs as they surrounded me and the feel of her feet on my back as she opened to me.

Two weeks later Sarah left us to deal with a family illness. One evening Beth and I sat on the deck and for the first time talked honestly about our current situation. We admitted to each other that we had both fallen into some form of submissive, almost slave relationship with Sarah. We also admitted that we loved it. Right or wrong it suited our needs right now.

As the conversation turned back to us Beth told me that it was not until weeks after Sarah left her that she realized how much she needed her. Beth had in fact called and begged Sarah to take her back. That explained Sarahs sudden departure from my life.

I explained that for me it was always just a game, an experiment, I could walk away from until one night Sarah inadvertently cemented the relationship. I decided to confide in Beth a deep dark secret very much knowing she could use it against me or to please me.

I took the chance and told her it all happened in a very unexpected way when Sarah decided to violate my one “off limits” thing, pain, and spanked me. I confessed that the one off limits thing, fear of pain, was the very thing that sent me to emotional places I had never been.

I told her that when Sarah spanked my butt, after only a few hits I started to have silent wave like orgasms. I confessed to her that when Sarah saw what was happening she spread my legs and slapped my labia and clit repeatedly that, once I overcame the pain, sent me into an orgasm that nearly made me pass out. I told Beth that I was telling her this because the sex I had shared with her was wonderful and I wanted it all with both her and Sarah.

She put her hand on my thigh, smiled and said: “I understand, more than you can know.”

The conversation that followed was very eye opening. Beth was younger than me but had experienced more. She confessed that she worried that her needs, taste, in sex and relationships was just “wrong”. Now she didn’t care. She confessed that she was married to a guy once who lost her in a poker game and made her fuck the guy who won. The guy was big and her husband didn’t know it but she loved that big penis forcing her open, overpowering her and stroking inside her.

As the evening wore on she took my hand and pulled me onto the beach naked for a walk. We swam nude in the warm North Carolina water and kissed and hugged in the waves. When we returned to the cabin, we washed each other in the outdoor shower dried each other and went to bed.

I remember the electricity I felt enter my nipples and travel to my clit when she pressed her breasts against mine. I remember so vividly how hard and extended her nipples became when I sucked them.

Sex was suddenly for me what it should be, loving another.

The thing I remember most about Beth was her smell, from the coconut in her hair to the warm womanly musk of her vagina, her smell was delicious, intoxicating.

One evening a few days after a long conversation and after we had made love she told me, with a sly grin on her face that she had bought us a gift. I smiled and asked: “What did you find that has you so pleased.” Beth jumped out of bed and returned with the gift. It was a small miniature canoe paddle. I smiled.

She laughed and said: “No, no, It’s not at all what you think. It is NOT a spanking paddle. It’s a famous American Indian signal paddle. You put it on my pillow or hand it to me and my hands will do the rest.” She laughed and handed it to me.

I looked at it. it read Niagra Falls in neon letters. I held it for a moment then handed it back to her, smiled and said: “Let’s try it out.”

She said: “Yes Ma’am, assume the position.” Without further explanation I got on my hands and knees on the bed and lowered my head and shoulders. Her first hit stung but was not hard. Her second hit was harder and caused the deep physical and emotional pain I craved. I moaned.

Beth Tire Escort did not spank me at all like Sarah who was controlled detached and measured. Beth was forceful, demanding and eager to cause the pain I loved. I had already had one orgasm when I reached out and touched between her legs. She was soaked and the moment my fingertips touched her clit she exploded. I heard her say: “My god Robin.” Her orgasm was so intense she fell forward into me and we ended in a tangle on the bed.

If there is indeed a god he heard me scream that night.

Beth wanted and valued sex with men much more that I did. We were both Bi but her preference was in fact men, mine was women.

A week later Sarah returned. We heard the knock on the door and she entered. Sarah told us she was leaving. She explained that she had planned weeks ago to move back home permanently to deal with family issues. Sarah gave Beth a key to her cabin and told her she could use the cabin it if this “thing” with me didn’t work out. We said very little the whole time just wishing she would leave. Early the following morning we heard her car as she left.

Spring was near and we were happy. I was beginning to think a very long term relationship with Beth might be possible. I actually thought at least once about moving elsewhere and starting over with her. What I didn’t know was that Beth had met a guy on a beach walk and was seeing him every chance she could. When I found out and we talked about it she used the word love for the first time. She said: “Robin, I love you, I truly love you but I need a man in my life. Can we find a way to make this work? I don’t want to hurt you.” The guy she was fucking was married so before long her dumped her and the problem went away for a while.

Days became weeks and we settled into a life we both loved. Beth found her occasional fling and I closed my eyes and let it happen. She had a need I could not meet and I had no choice but to live with it.

As the days became weeks and weeks became months Beth asked if her daughter Bailey might join us for a while. Of course the answer was yes and Bailey, a beautiful open honest young lady joined our family. Bailey was a freshman in college. She had been living with her dad who was killed in a car crash. Bailey, now that Beth is gone is my responsibility and I see to her needs. She is in grad school in New England and has become the daughter I could never have.

I had music playing softly in the living room and Bailey and I had gone to bed. I was in the master and Bailey was in the guest room. We seemingly had exhausted our talking. We had done as she asked. Just the two of us and of course the crew on the sailboat. Under full sail we had slowly dropped Beth’s ashes over the side and returned her forever to the ocean she loved so much.

I was fine until I wasn’t. I would never again lie next to her and it was suddenly overwhelming. I was weeping uncontrollably when the door opened. It was Bailey. She entered the room and came over to the side of the bed. I stopped crying and asked her if she was ok. Bailey looked at me and said “no, I’m not ok. Mom, can I sleep with you tonight. I told her “of course Bailey but I’m naked. Just give me the tee shirt on the back of the chair.” Bailey turned and reached over for the tee shirt I mentioned then she turned back to me. She briefly held it out toward me and pulled it back. She dropped it on the floor and said “I have a better idea.” With that, she pulled her own tee shirt over her head and stood before me naked. I looked at her and said “Bailey, no, this is not right we cannot.”

She ignored me and climbed in bed beside me. She did not touch me nor did I touch her. We were both under the sheet. She started talking. Mom, my mom Beth told me you both slept naked every night because you can’t keep secrets from another woman who is with you naked. I laughed a little and told her that I was not sure that was true but Beth said it all the time. We never had secrets from each other.

Well I’m naked with you now. May I ask you questions? I said yes, anything to keep from going back to being alone with my thoughts.

Mom cheated on you a lot. Did you both cheat on each other?

I turned on my side to face her. “Bailey, in the five years we were together I never was with another woman or man, never.”

“Why do you suppose she cheated on you?

I loved your mom. To me she was not a woman or a man she was the person I loved. I needed no other. I think I was not a man and every now and then a little signal went off in your moms belly and she needed a man in her life, a man between her legs. We talked about it. I hated the fact that I could not complete her as she completed me. Every time it happened she promised it would never happen again.

Mom, were you ever in love with a man?

Yes, Bailey I was married many years ago to a man who left me when we found I could not have children. I loved him. Sex with him and other Escort Tire men in my life was wonderful but sex with Beth was incomparable. When we made love we became one person for a moment understand?

“No, I have never had that feeling.”

“You will. Find the right person and you will.”

“How did you know you were bisexual? You know, liked women.”

For me it was simple. The man I was married to had us involved in what were then called swinger groups. That was when I first was with a woman. I discovered something important about me. I really believe you do not have to be in love to make love. Sex is not the same as making love. I now prefer what I have heard others call the soft side of sex, lesbian love.

Would you make love with me if I asked you to?

Bailey, you are a beautiful woman with a beautiful soul. There was a time when I would not have had to be asked twice but I am you mother now. That can never happen!

“Can I sleep here with you? Just tonight?”

“Of course.” “I reached out to hug her and the sheet slipped away.”

Her body was firm and warm. When our breasts pressed against each other I felt a need I pushed away I blocked out..

She held me for a long time with her hands wandering on my back and hips. Nothing really sexual just warm carcasses that I returned.

We awoke in the morning and showered together like kids in a gym class…no touching.

I brought Bailey to the airport on Friday and she was back at school.

My life went on, Connie and I played tennis and made love every time we could.

I met a man who was part of a local theater group and we had dinner and went to the movies. He was a little older than me, a retired Marine with many many tattoos. After a few dates he had tried nothing but a gentle good night kiss. We were in my living room when he happened to see a picture of Beth and Bailey. He picked it up and looked at it. When he looked at me he said “Beautiful women.”

He put the picture down and I volunteered. “My deceased wife Beth and our daughter Bailey.” He simply repeated “Both beautiful women.”

I asked him sarcastically “Don’t you have a single question?”

He looked at me, smiled a big goofy smile and said “Robin, this year I will turn 68. I learned a while ago that if there is a woman you really hope to someday get in bed you do not advance your cause my asking her about her deceased spouse.”

Silence for a moment… I said “I wise man indeed. I like your discretion and will consider your intentions if we can ever get past the simple good night kiss.”

He laughed and said “Yes ma’am! I’ll work on that.”

He approached me took me by the hand and led me to my own bedroom.

He closed the door and I again for the first time in several years had a man in my life, in my bed and between my legs. He was magnificent. That is a word I have not used to describe another person in a long time and yes I mean his erect penis was magnificent. He pushed my rusty oral skills to their limit and beyond. Vince is now a regular in my life.

When Bailey came home for the holiday I had Vince over for dinner and once he left she was full of questions. I told her the story of how we met and told her that no I did not see long term prospects for him. I was honest with her about both Connie and Vince and how neither knew of the other.

Bailey confessed that her life had expanded for her as well with a woman named Lauren. She told me she finally understood what I meant when I called sex with another woman the soft side of sex,

That evening after we went to bed I was feeling great. Bailey was here and my life was coming together.

Around 2:00 am I heard her in the pool. I went into the kitchen pour myself a double Jack on ice and wandered into the pool area. She was doing laps and did not see me. I sat and watched her naked form moving through the water. As she turned she at various times exposed her bum her breasts and even her bush. As Vince had said a truly beautiful woman. If she ever was Beth’s little girl, tonight she was a woman. As I sat and watched I was ashamed that I was getting wet and I started back for my bedroom. Too late! She spotted me. “Hey mom, take that robe off and join me. The water is wonderful.”

“No no baby, I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Oh come on! I’ve seen you naked before! Get in here!”

I walked to the pool stairs dropped my frumpy old robe on a chair and climbed in. Beth came over to me and gave me a big wet hug. Her breasts were larger and firmer than I remember and I was in trouble. She kissed me. Not a Mom Daughter kiss but a real adult soft warm kiss. The kind of kiss that leads to more.

I felt in my heart that we were on the edge of the unthinkable! She was my daughter!

I pushed her away and told her the truth. “Beth you are on the edge of making me insane. I need to get out of this fucking pool NOW!”

“Oh fuck, I had called her Beth and she noticed.”

“Mom, you just called me Beth!”

I climbed out of the pool and ran to my bedroom and closed the door.

She followed me and pushed the door open. I was sitting on the edge of the now wet bed.

“Mom, it’s ok. I didn’t mean to lead you to think I wanted… I love you.”

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If you aren’t turned on by two women making hot, passionate love or if you’re under 18, this story is not for you. However, if you are, welcome to my latest tale of girl-girl lust..

[Dedicated to Gayle, Kisha and their deep, wet, tongue-sucking kissing sessions.]

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Chapter 1: The Diner

Gayle was driving in her pickup truck, fresh from her afternoon shift as bartender at the local watering hole, the Brew Palace. In this small Texas town, it was the only place for people to relax, play pool, and have a few beers after a long day at work. She was the senior bartender, having been there the longest. More like the “den mother”, even though she was only in her early thirties. Country music played softly on the radio as she drove the local highway on her way to the apartment she shared with Jack, her boyfriend of six months.

Gayle was the “looker” in town. She had full, lush bleach-blonde hair stylishly cut falling below her shoulders and clipped to one side. Her face was extremely sensual, with full, pouting lips coated thoroughly with deep, dark red lipstick, deep green eyes ringed with heavy black eyeliner, high cheekbones–sort of a younger Dyan Cannon look. There was a sensuality that radiated about her. The men at the bar constantly propositioned her, leaving big tips and begging for phone numbers. She was tempted with a number of them, and had used them in the past–regardless of whether they were married or not–but met Jack several months ago and wanted to make the relationship work. Before then, she was “independent” with her voluptuous body and gave it when she was so inspired. Her body was a knockout. Large, full, upright 36 DD breasts, narrow waist, round, firm ass and long, slender but muscular legs.

She worked out regularly, and was proud of her tight body. Her arms were well defined and muscular. She dressed to put her body to full advantage, and used makeup and long, glossy nails as just the right final touch. Tonight she wore a tight black lambskin-leather fringed halter that scooped down and hugged her breasts together to accentuate the cleavage, the full globes straining against the supple leather. Without a bra, her nipples could be seen hardening against the sensuous, tight leather. Her faded jeans accentuated her tight ass, long, slender legs.

They slung lower on her hips and, with the halter, displayed her hard abs with a small gold belly button ring. They fit her like a second skin, very tight around her asscheeks and cunt and very faded. Her shapely, muscular legs ended in a pair of black leather cowboy boots. Her matching black lambskin leather jacket was on only when she was out of the bar. Her outfit had been carefully chosen to promote the biggest tips of the night, and it was successful at doing that. Her perfume was still strong enough to fill the cab of the pickup. Gold hoop earrings dangled from her ears. Gum snapped noisily in her mouth as she tapped her foot in time with the country tune. Her long, thick tongue would slide out to periodically wet her shiny, sensual lips. She almost enjoyed tasting the flavor of the lipstick for some strange reason.

Gayle’s mind was wandering over her day as she gazed down the two-lane highway. Suddenly, she noticed a figure by the side of the road, standing with a thumb out. As she drew closer, in the setting sun, she realized it was a girl–an interesting figure to be standing alone on the side of the road looking for a ride from a stranger! She instinctively slowed down to take in a better picture of the girl, trying to decide whether to stop or not. There was still enough light to see from a fair distance that this girl was something special. She had long hair that seemed to have a wide blond streak framing her face in the front and light brown hair beyond the blond.

She wore a short, fringed distressed brown leather jacket, matching distressed brown leather mini-skirt and dark brown leather platform ankle boots. Gayle’s immediate impression was that this was a hooker–but she noticed a large nylon duffel bag behind her, so it looked like she was travelling. There wasn’t any heavy brush around for a boyfriend to be lurking behind, so it really looked as if she was alone. Gayle made a snap decision to slow down and speak with the girl, if not give her a lift. Oddly, she noticed the thumb and hand being extended was well manicured with very long nails and two gold chains hung around the wrist. She slowed to a stop and put the passenger-side window down. She noticed more details. The girl was actually beautiful, appearing to be in her early twenties, with heavily lipsticked mouth and mascaraed eyes (Gayle’s own style), a black tank belly-shirt under the leather jacket and rings on several fingers. The girl smiled broadly, especially seeing the driver was a woman and she approached the open car window.

“Hey, how’s it goin’?” Gayle asked.

“Hi, thanks for stoppin’, sweetie! Better now, I was hopin’ someone would stop Üçyol Escort before the sun went down tonight. You goin’ down the road by any motels? I’m lookin’ to sack out for the night.” The young girl said as she draped her arms inside the window and leaned on the frame slightly into the truck cab. Her cleavage deepened as her arms crossed and the leather fringe from her jacket splayed out.

“Sure, you need to get out from under the night, sugar. Good thing one of those horny bastards from my bar wasn’t drivin’ this way before me. You’d have a handful of problems with those ol’ boys!” Gayle’s brown eyes roved over the girl’s full, firm tits under the stretch tank top, then back up to her pretty face. The younger girl’s tits were even fuller than Gayle’s! Must be 38DD! They looked even bigger due to the girl’s slim waist. She looked amazingly like the new singer Gayle had just seen on TV, Christine Aguilera. Those bee-stung lips were the most kissable ones she had ever seen, and Gayle had never really looked at another girl like that before. Her stylish hair did have that two-tone color pattern with a wide light blonde streak at the front and brunette behind (sort of a 1960’s look popular with younger girls now), combed all loosely and parted over from the left. It framed cutely around her face and fell to her shoulders.

The girl’s tongue slid slowly out and ran the gold stud along her bee-stung upper lip while she smiled, “Those good ol’ boys? How do I know I won’t get a wandering hand from you, sweetheart?” Gayle was thrown off by this question. This girl actually seemed to be flirting with her! And that tongue! It was like a long, thick serpent and had a shiny gold stud protruding from its pink wet surface. Gayle had not seen a tongue stud before and was turned on for some reason.

“Oh, uh. I think you’ll be okay, hon. I haven’t groped another girl in a couple of months.” Gayle was proud of her sharp comeback. “Come on, you sweet thing. Get in before I change my mind.” But the last give and take had started a strange warm feeling in her pussy for some reason. She decided to ignore it–for now.

“Okay, if you say so.” With that, the girl grabbed her bag, threw it in the back of the truck, and climbed in to the bench seat in the pick-up cab. A strong mixed smell of perfume and leather filled the truck. “I’m Trish.” The girl held out her hand. Gayle took the hand, again noticing the long, burgundy-painted fingernails. They clasped hands while gazing into each other’s eyes. A spark suddenly flew between them. Gayle felt that warmth between her legs again as she felt the moist heat of Trish’s hand gripping her own and inhaled the erotic odor coming from the young girl. Trish held Gayle’s hand for slightly longer than a normal handshake. Something told her this would be an interesting evening.

Finally, the two girls released each other’s hand and the blonde started the truck back on the road again. The movement seemed to break the immediate spell, and they proceeded to chat as they drove. As it turned out, Trish had been travelling with her boyfriend across country from California. When they stopped at a town, she would get a job stripping at a local club to keep the cash flowing. He was your basic low-life hanger-on and they argued on this last drive about him needing to get a job and help earn his keep. At one point, he got angry and told her to get out of the car and make it on her own if she thought she didn’t need him. She had gotten out with her bag, thinking he was just mad. But he took off with her standing on the highway and never came back. She was angry at first, but figured that she could get along fine without him, and would make her way toward the East Coast without him. She was lucky she had kept her cash in her bag, so she had enough to get to a motel, strip for a couple of nights, and buy a used car to get back on the road.

“Wow, that’s some story, sweetheart. I can’t believe he just took off. Men can be real pricks some time, can’t they?” Gayle glanced over at Trish, admiring her independence. And her huge tits.

“That’s a fact, Gayle. But we can get along without them as long as we need to, ya know? It’s not the end of the world. After all, here we are, right? We would never have met without that asshole pulling his shit.” Trish looked back at the gorgeous older woman and put a hand on Gayle’s bicep and squeezed. The warmth came back to the blonde’s crotch when she felt the friendly squeeze. Was it just friendly? Or Gayle’s imagination?

“Uh, right, sugar. Uh, hey you hungry for some dinner? It’s about that time.” Gayle was feeling closer to this girl.

Suddenly, Trish ran her gripping hand up and down Gayle’s bicep through the supple leather sleeve and noticed something. “Hey, girlfriend, you got some nice arms. I bet very strong, nicely cut,” the younger girl said in admiration. She continued to feel Gayle’s arm through the black leather.

“Yeah, I like to work Üçyol Escort Bayan out. Do it every day.” Gayle unconsciously flexed her arm. She liked being admired, especially by a girl ten years younger than her.

Trish reluctantly withdrew her hand from Gayle’s arm and said, “Nice, very nice. I like working out too.” She smiled at the double meaning, then, to answer the original question, “Sure, I’m hungry. Anyplace close we can stop for a meal?” There was another hunger building within her, and not for food. Without being obvious, the girl raised her hand to her nose and sniffed discreetly to see if she could smell the leather odor on her hand from Gayle’s jacket. She could and it began to cause her juices to flow under her skirt. She knew it wouldn’t be long before her thong would be drenched. Trish had been checking out the woman who had picked her up.

The animal attraction Trish was beginning to feel for this older woman was affecting her senses. This was going to be an interesting night. Being a stripper for several years, she had had affairs with a number of incredibly sexy girls. Sometimes just one night stands in the dressing room or a motel room with another stripper after work. With all that sweaty, sexy bi-female skin at a strip club, it was bound to happen. She smiled at the thought and squeezed her thighs together under her incredibly tight leather miniskirt. Memories of sweet, sweaty female flesh under her mouth and hands flooded back to her mind. Late nights of girl-girl groping in the back of small, cramped dressing rooms. Make out sessions in the dark corners of strip clubs with hot, sexy big-titted strippers.

As they drove to a diner, Trish had a thought. “Hey, you have any more gum?” She looked over at the sexy blonde.

“No, sorry, last piece.” Gayle pointed to her mouth.

“Well, how about sharing?” Trish asked, her eyes focusing on those luscious full lips.

“Oh, uh, okay, I guess so,” Gayle stammered as she began to reach up to her mouth.

“Hold on, just stick out half.” Trish moved closer to Gayle as she drove.

“Uh, oh, sure. If you want.” Gayle was heating up as it became apparent what Trish had in mind for sharing gum. She pushed half the gum out past her lips, with half of the saliva-coated, chewed pink substance waiting for Trish to make her move. Gayle was becoming confused, but just followed the younger girl’s request.

Trish turned and leaned her face toward Gayle’s. Gayle slightly turned hers, keeping her eyes on the road. Trish focused her eyes on the chewed, shiny gum sticking out from between Gayle’s glossy girl-lips. As she approached the gum, she noticed a hint of bright red lipstick that had rubbed off on it. It was the older woman’s lipstick, and Trish was getting ready to taste it. She opened her own burgundy-painted bee-stung lips and closed the distance between their faces. She wrapped her lips around the gum, pressed lightly into Gayle’s lips, mashing their soft mouths slightly and bit down on the soft substance. Getting closer to Gayle’s face gave her the chance to smell her perfume even more.

“Mmmmmmm, thanks.” Trish said as she withdrew with the pre-chewed piece of gum in her mouth. She smiled at Gayle as she tasted the slight trace of lipstick. But she was charged knowing she was also tasting the older woman’s saliva and that she had something in her mouth that had just been chewed in the other girl’s. “Good.” It was a discreet first chance to swap spit.

Gayle at this point was increasingly confused. She had never really had any feelings of this sort about another woman, let alone share gum with one. But it was strangely erotic. She licked her lips and could taste just a bit of Trish’s burgundy lipstick on her own mouth. She turned her face to the girl, “Glad you like it. I’ll get some more for later.” When the words were out of her mouth, she realized the double meaning. Gayle noticed the tight thighs under Trish’s very distressed, supple brown leather miniskirt, and the tits jutting out from her stretch tank top under the matching fringed jacket.

“Oh, good. I love gum, sweetie.” Trish was reveling in the first taste of the blonde’s mouth juices. She smiled seductively and hoped she made her point. This was going to be fun. A new girlfriend. She raised her hand to her nose again to smell the trace of leather odor from Gayle’s jacket. Meanwhile, Gayle was watching the road, her mind racing, her cunt beginning to juice, her nipples hardening. This was very new for her. Guys were always coming on to her. She had her pick. But this was a young, sexy girl, with bigger tits than hers–and she was getting hot just being in the same car with her. What did this mean?

The diner Gayle knew of loomed up on the right. It was a place she ate at from time to time, and usually pretty crowded at mealtime. The parking lot was packed, so she found a spot for the truck on the far corner. By the this time, the two girls were Escort Üçyol famished. For one thing or another. They got out of the truck and strolled into the diner together. Almost every male head in the place craned to see the older sexy blonde with the big tits in the tight faded jeans, boots, and black leather jacket with the younger busty babe with the bigger tits, tight faded brown leather miniskirt and fringed jacket. They were a couple that made everyone take note–including a few women.

They both enjoyed the attention as they were shown to their table in the back of the crowded diner. Trish made a production of removing her fringed leather jacket and throwing it on the bench seat beside her in the booth. Gayle did the same, but with her eyes on the two huge, hard-nippled tits bursting from beneath the tight black stretch short tank top. She noticed that Trish also had a gold ring in her pouting belly button, jutting out just above the waist of the leather miniskirt. There were also tattoos on her arm of a lightening bolt, one on the side of her neck of a coiled snake, and a small one on her left breast of a pair of ruby-red lipsticked lips. Quite a work of trashy art, this girl was. It added to her sensuality. As they sat across from each other, Gayle noticed Trish gazing at her own huge tits, pressing out from the black leather fringed halter top.

“Hey, that’s a cool halter. I like that. Especially the leather.” Trish breathed to Gayle. “Let me borrow it sometime to wear, if I hang around, would you?” The young girl felt added heat imagining wearing the black leather halter that was currently caressing the breasts of her new girlfriend.

“Sure, but you look pretty hot yourself, sugar. As a matter of fact–” but Gayle was cut off when the waitress came over.

“Hi, Gayle. You takin’ dinner tonight with your friend?” A pretty girl in her late twenties in a starched white blouse and tight short black skirt pulled up to the table with her pad. Her dark brown hair had frosted highlights, pulled back in a ponytail. Her body was toned, with C-cup breasts that swelled out against the white blouse buttoned to just above her cleavage. A nametag identifying her as “Sue Anne” was pinned to her chest. Her face was very pretty, with almost as much makeup as Gayle wore, but with blue eyes and pale pink lipstick glossing her sensuous mouth. She was snapping gum with her very bright white teeth. She knew Gayle from both eating at the diner with Jack occasionally and drinking with her husband at the Brew Palace. Most people knew each other from the Brew Palace.

“Hey, Sue Anne, how’s it goin’?” Gayle broke her eyes away from Trish’s tits and looked up at the brunette.

“Same ol’, same ol’, sugar. Who’s your friend? Don’t think I’ve seen her ’round?” Sue Anne eyed the very busty young girl.

“Oh, this here’s Trish. She’s new in town. May start workin’ over at The Big Eye for a while.” The Big Eye was the local strip club in town. She assumed Trish would want to hang around and get her cash back up again. Trish smiled up at Sue Anne, but the brunette wasn’t immediately friendly to the stranger.

“Oh yeah? Really, now?” Sue Anne said suspiciously.

“Now, Sue Anne, don’t you go worryin’ that Trish’ll be stealin’ Bobby from ya. That ol’ boy is too busy fixin’ cars to be eyein’ Trish at the titty bar.” Gayle smiled.

Sue Anne laughed, “Yeah, guess your right, Gayle. I just keep him busy so he don’t get to blow his paycheck at the Eye.” The ice seemed to be broken.

“Yeah, and, besides, why would he stray from such a pretty little thing like you, Sue Anne.” Trish chimed in, her eyes locking with the waitress’s. “I don’t go for married men now, just married women.” With that Trish giggled.

“Oh, uh, yeah, sure thing.” Sue Anne didn’t know quite how to respond to that, so she added, “Well, what can I get for you ladies?”

Gayle got the feeling Trish wasn’t joking, given their conversation in the car and the gum sharing. Had that classified as a kiss? Had she actually kissed another girl? Snap out of it, girl…… She and Trish ordered and got into small talk. She was feeling the heat rise from her cunt, and she needed to cool herself down.

The two girls got to know each other, shared their life stories, and ate their dinners. Sue Anne came and went several times, bantered a bit, and then brought their coffee. As they had been talking, Trish’s booted foot had grazed Gayle’s a few times. To Gayle, it seemed as if it was becoming intentional. Finally, with the last graze, Trish’s high heel platform ankle boot remained pressed next to Gayle’s cowboy boot. The heat began to rise again, starting with the two feet pressed against one another. Nothing could be seen by anyone else, but the girls knew their feet were pressed lightly together. What that would mean, who would know?

Finally, Sue Anne brought their coffee. “Hey, I think I’m gonna take my coffee next to you, so we can whisper secrets.” Trish suddenly declared. She got up, not waiting for Gayle’s permission to switch seats, pulled the coffee around and moved next to the older blonde woman. More than one diner noticed the change of booth seating, but more to stare at the bouncing tits beneath the tight tank top.

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Before there was a Masturbation Club for Barb to enjoy she had another experience which she kept largely to herself at least up until now. I being the confidant of both my sisters have heard the story from both sides. With their permission I will do my best to detail it accurately here.

Barb and Lois are my sisters. At the time of this incident both were married and had three children between them. They lived several miles apart. Now over their sibling rivalry the sisters had become good friends over the last three or four years.

They were 25 and 23 and college graduates. They both worked for the same company which closed Wednesday. They usually ‘did the mall’ together that day.

Lois had come to look forward to these outings and to the light atmosphere created by the lunch crowd at the food court. Even though she was happily married to Don, there were always a lot of nice looking men there. She and Barb enjoyed more than their share of attention, both male and female.

Without having discussed it they had both started to wear sexier outfits. That some of these attentions were by females was not lost on either of my sisters and a certain amount of back and forth teasing had taken place.

These attentions and the teasing had stirred Lois’s thoughts as she began to speculate what a woman to woman encounter might be like. Because of the tone of some of Barb’s remarks some of that speculation included Barb.

As Lois began to pick out what she would wear to the mall she again wondered about Barb. Could she possibly be bi? She had wondered about this over the last month or so.

Lois sometimes felt that maybe Barb’s sometime teasing remarks might be a way of coming on to her. Lois had become almost positive that Barb, like herself had some interest in exploring the bi scene.

Barb certainly seemed to have thrown out some hints. But each time Lois had done or said something to signal her interest Barb didn’t seem to follow up.

She opened her lingerie drawer and picked out a pair of filmy red panties. She put them on the bed thinking to herself.

“If she does see me in these it might well cause things to come to a head?”

“Then what?” Lois asked herself.

“If it does, will I have the guts to carry through with it or will I chicken out?”

She went about the room looking at this and that trying to complete her selection. She wanted to be sexy to Barb but she didn’t want to be blatant about it.

Just then the doorbell sounded. She had not dressed yet so she threw on a short summer robe which she considered sexy and went to the door. As expected found Barb waiting there.

Barb had the ideal athletic girl figure topped by very nicely shaped boobs. They were big enough to attract attention and firm enough to stand high without needing a bra. Her erect nipples and their darker aureoles were visible to Lois through the thin material of the linen blouse she wore.

Barb’s outfit was enough to stir Lois’s juices. She doubted also that Barb was wearing panties. That was a hunch based on past history. Lois considered Barb’s choice of clothes to bode well for things to come.

“Wow. Love your outfit. Is it new and do you intend to go out in daylight wearing it?”

“No but I like how it feels on me and I feel like I look sexy in it and I wanted to show it off to you.”

“That you do, but then you’d look sexy in a potato sack. Meanwhile I’d bet that you’re totally naked under that outfit.”

“You’d win that bet.” said Barb flushing slightly. “I hoped that you’d like to stay home today?”

“You’re naked under the dress because you thought that I might want to stay home today?”

“Yes.”

“May I ask what brought that on sister dear?”

“Well I’m feeling a bit horny and you’re so sexy. Even if you are my sister I hoped that maybe today you might also be a bit horny. I took a chance and brought the makings of a Stinger.”

Lois didn’t know quite what to say so what came out was

“A Stinger just might do it.” She paused a moment before she added. “I understand. You think that you have to get me drunk in order to have your way with me.”

This uneasy repartee was stirring to both but was also relaxing their anxieties.

“If it’s going to be that kind of afternoon, let me model Torbalı Escort my new undies. You can make the drinks.”

Without waiting for a reply she headed for her bedroom. She returned only a moment later dressed only in her previously selected red panties and an equally wispy red bra. Neither bra or panties did anything to hide her excitement. Her erect nipples and dampening crotch were both obvious.

“I love it.” Said Barb as Lois walked into the bar area where Barb was pouring the drinks. “Now we can both get a bit high and have a good excuse for whatever we do after that.”

Lois returned to the living room. By the time Barb returned with the drinks Lois had closed the blinds, found and lit some candles and turned on some romantic music. They sat and nervously made small talk each sneaking glances at the other’s scantily clad and arousing body as they sipped their first drink. With out comment they had another drink.

They gradually stopped talking and sat listening to the music. We have not danced together since we were teens teaching each other. Care to join me?” asked Barb.

“Yes.” said Lois. “Great idea.”

She stood and held out her hand to Barb who stood and moved in close . Barb placed her hands on Lois’s bare waist as Lois locked her hands behind Barb’s neck and they began to sway their bodies gently and move slowly in time with the music.

Soon they were cheek to cheek and both their thighs somehow had found their way between the other’s thighs as they moved slowly around the room. Each was gradually becoming breathless with desire as their bodies made contact again and again.

Gradually their movement around the floor slowed as their bodies and their parted lips moved closer and closer. Finally they stopped moving. Their bodies were in gentle but total contact, their nipples burning holes into the other’s breasts.

“We shouldn’t be doing this.” Said Barb.

“You are so right. We are both female. We are sisters. It would be a double sin.” They paused.

“Yes. You are right.” Said Barb. For a moment they were silent as they gazed into the eyes of the other.

The kiss began so soft, so gentle. After a moment it became full lips with gentle tongues intermingling. The kiss combined with their closeness was arousing a passion different from any either had experienced before.

As the kiss continued their passions rose even higher. Then came the desire in each to be naked for the other. Barb made the first move. Lois felt her fingers at her bra clasp. She hunched her back to help. Then as the clasp came undone and the bra fell to the floor she stepped back and pulled down her own panties.

Barb seeing that kicked off her shoes and turned for her sister for an unzip. They had done this a hundred times before but never under these circumstances. When all their clothes on the floor both were now standing in front of each other stark naked.

There followed a moment of mutual admiration and excitement as they studied each other. They had seen each other’s naked bodies before, but this time was different. This time the other’s body was there to be studied and enjoyed.

Lois looked at and admired Barb’s naked body. Barb looked at Lois and with a mischievous look on her face said

“OK you, let me enjoy all of you.

“Your body is even more beautiful when you’re aroused.”

Lois stood proudly as Barb stared longingly at her beautiful hard breasts standing proudly with no sag. Her long nipples were erect in their excitement. Lois meanwhile took in Barb’s slightly smaller but nicely shaped breasts and then let her eyes drop to her neatly trimmed pussy.

“I like that you are a natural Red Head, your puss is so beautiful.”

“Barb stepped forward and again stood nipple to nipple with Lois. It was amazing their nipples were in firm contact but otherwise they were not touching. Barb cocked her head then bent forward and then again kissed.

Lois didn’t move, simply enjoying the moment. Then her lips parted. Her tongue snaked out and darted between Barb’s open lips. She held it still until she felt Barb’s tongue touch hers. Then she opened her mouth and took Barb’s lips between her own and licked them thoroughly as Barb responded.

Barb took Lois’s hands in hers. They Torbalı Escort Bayan continued to kiss but otherwise they were not touching except for their nipples.

Even so Lois felt Barb’s body begin to tremble, then her own body began to tremble too with the delicious anticipation of what they were about to do. They allowed the excitement to grow as they continued the kiss.

Now as Lois began to feel her pussy overflow and spill down her thigh she became brazen.

She said. “I think it’s time to we should go upstairs, lay down on my bed and discuss the problem of my wet pussy.”

“Great idea.”

“First how about we find our drinks.”

Moments later they were both kneeling on Lois’s bed, facing each other and sipping the remains of their drinks. Barb put her almost empty drink on the bedside table then laid down with her head toward the foot of the bed. “OK.” she said to Lois “I await your services.”

Lois didn’t hesitate but bent over to lick Barb’s breast. She wasted little time in finding her way to Barb’s erect nipple. She took it into her mouth and began to suck it gently as it became rock hard.

Then she opened her mouth and parted her lips so as to suck much more of Barb’s breast into it. She was rewarded by feeling the excitement course through Barb’s body. It was as if there was a direct connection between Barb’s nipple and her other erogenous zones.

She sensed movement from Barb and soon felt Barb’s left hand move down to seek and then find her own pussy. Her sister then began to masturbate. As that began Lois felt Barb’s other hand slide up her thigh. Her sister’s fingers quickly found Lois’s pussy and she felt the penetration of several fingers into the slippery tunnel they found there.

Lois continued to devour Barb’s beautiful nipples and the breast that she had sucked into her mouth. She also felt her body responding to Barb’s fingers deep inside of her as her pelvis began moving against them in a gyrating motion.

As Barb’s fingers slid in and out of her cunt Lois could feel Barb’s body responding to her oral ministrations at her breasts. Barb began to show signs of approaching orgasm.

Before Barb came however her own body began it’s own orgasm. The orgasm that ripped through her body was violent and among the most intense that she had ever experienced.

It had started in her cunt, then spread to her pelvic area. Without conscious thought her hips began to gyrate wildly on Barb’s fingers. Her whole body became involved, heaving and trembling and convulsing and doing things that she had not felt from it before.

“Let it never stop.” was her silent prayer to whatever god controlled such things.

As her orgasm subsided Lois collapsed sideways on the bed. Barb her fingers still inside of Lois followed suit. Now they were each on their side facing almost head to pussy. It was the classic sixty nine position viewed from above.

Barb removed her fingers from Lois and after briefly tasting them slid her hand under Lois’s waist. Lois allowed herself to be pulled into a position that allowed Barb’s head to rest between her parted thighs.

Lois followed Barb’s lead and slid her hand under Barb’s waist and with her other hand on top of her waist she pulled Barb to her. Barb’s thighs were now parted and each girl was on her side with her head between the other’s thighs. Each mouth was now within tongue range of the other’s pussy.

Barb pursed her lips and began to blow, directing a stream of air between the lips of Lois’s pussy. Lois’s reaction to that thrill was to part Barb’s pussy with her fingers insert her tongue between them and begin to move her tongue over every each and every bit of it.

As her tongue came to Barb’s clit Lois paused there and give it some extra attention. She had never done this before but having often been on the receiving end the action came naturally to her.

Barb meanwhile started doing much the same thing to Lois who paused and pulled back and said “I was sure that this would be great but,…WOW.”

Then without awaiting a reply she again attacked Barb’s cunt with her mouth and tongue. This time she spread Barb’s pussy lips apart with her fingers then planted her own mouth between them and sucked her juicy cunt against Escort Torbalı her lips the clit into her mouth.

She first stuck her tongue as far into the opening as she could and licked outward. As her tongue would return to her own mouth she would savor the taste and then repeat the action.

After Lois did that a few times she felt Barb follow suit. She spread Lois’s pussy and begin to tongue her in the same manner. Lois was immediately overwhelmed by the eroticism of it all and her whole pelvic area began to tremble again.

Then they entered a period where it seemed that they were using the same brain. As one thought of doing something a bit different the other’s tongue began to do just that.

Then Lois became totally overwhelmed and her pussy began slamming up against Barb’s mouth as Barb’s tongue licked and tongue fucked her as she had never been tongue fucked before.

After orgasms too numerous to count had wracked pleasurably through bout their bodies they fell back pleasurably exhausted.

After their bodies had come back down to earth Barb let her go and reversed herself and lay down beside Lois and took her in her arms.

They kissed and Lois sucked the flavor of themselves from the other’s mouth and tongue; After a few minutes then stopped and pulled away.

“You’ve done that before, haven’t you?” Asked Lois.

“Not for a long time it was way back in that summer camp. But it’s like what they say about riding a bike. You never forget how. I knew that you would like it if I could ever get you started.”

“You know what my favorite fantasy has been?”

“No, tell me.”

“I’ve always wanted to fuck you with my dildo as I licked your clit and made you come again and again.”

“Be my guest.” With that encouragement Lois got up and went to the dresser drawer and came back with her dildo.

“Meet BIG RED. He’s told me often how he want’s to fuck you. Red, say hello to Barb.”

Barb looked at the dildo and was excited by what she saw, imagining how it would feel sliding in and out of her raging hot pussy.

“Hi Big Red, come here and let me taste you. By the way Red, where did you come from? Lois, you’ve been keeping secrets from me, you naughty girl.”

Lois held it to Barb’s lips and she put her hand over Lois’s and pushed it into her mouth. Her sister began to lick and suck on it as if it were the real thing. Meanwhile Lois told her sister.

“Aunt Leah gave it to me. Uncle Jim had found it in a shop in Singapore long ago and bought it for her. She said that because I reminded her of herself and wanted me to have it, bless her soul.”

Barb got it thoroughly wet with her saliva and the said to Lois.

“Quick, shove him into me and fuck me with him hard and fast.”

Lois quickly stuck the head of the dildo between Barb’s vulva, Being inexperienced with putting it into someone else she had to probe for a second looking for Barb’s cunt opening.

Barb who had waited for it impatiently was ready when it finally was inside of her. She thrust her pelvis hard against Lois’s hand which quickly pushed it deep inside of her. It was stopped only by Lois’s hand around it’s base.

“Lois please, do what you said, lick my clit and fuck me with Big Red, now please.”

Lois began fucking Barb’s cunt with the dildo and then bent to lick Barb’s clit as she did. Barb thought that she had never felt anything so incredibly good and exciting.

She was no stranger to either being fucked or to being licked but being fucked and licked at the same time by someone like Lois was almost more than she could take.

Almost instantly Barb’s pelvis was quaking and her body was trembling and the most incredible sensations were rolling through her body. She sometimes would count her orgasms but there was no separation between these.

It became just one continuous orgasm which had her feeling as if she were flying tree high over mountain ranges. Some were higher than others but they just continued on seemingly forever.

She meanwhile had her fingers in Lois’s cunt. She was too distracted to be finger fucking her but was instead holding her fingers, hand and arm stiff to the elbow which rested on the bed. Lois began humping Barb’s fingers as she ministered to Barb with her tongue and her dildo.

Barb was aware of Lois’s actions and aware of Lois’s matching orgasm. Lois’s did not have the intensity of Barb’s but it rolled through her in a similar manner.

Minutes later, both spent and after a passionate kiss Lois said.

“Going to be an interesting sex life from here out.”

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OK. Here I am, week two without my boyfriend. I already cheated once and am trying really hard not to again. We do have an open relationship, but there’s something weird about “open” relationships anyway. I can’t put my finger on it!

Anyway, it was the middle of the week and I was done with my school work. I couldn’t believe how much crap I have to learn just to get this degree in Media. What does ancient South American history have to do with non-linear editing? I was doing OK in that class too.

I can honestly say that I am not attracted to anyone in my school, no matter how cute they are. I am strictly business when it comes to my school work. I do on occasion wear something “inappropriate” to class, just to get a little attention, but I really need to be taken seriously by the professors and students, so I save my antics for off campus.

My first cousin Leon was staying at the house. He was basically on “vacation” from NYC. Leon was a typical New York “thug” type 20 year old, who gets his influences from watching rap videos. He talked and looked tough, but was a real sweetheart. Tall, dark and very handsome. He had been in the Marines for a while to learn some discipline. Sent there by my mother’s brother, my Uncle. I always had a big crush on Leon, but as we got older, I rarely saw him. I only heard that he was always getting in trouble. Then, boom! He was in the Marines and then I really never saw him for years. When he came to visit, I was glad to see him and we got along fine.

It was the middle of the day on a Wednesday when I came home from a hike up and down the canyon. I was totally sweaty and hot. When I walked in, the smell of weed hit me like a ton of bricks. Leon was on the couch burning a fat one. I went directly into my room and took off my clothes. A ran a bath and threw on a tiny robe. I went out into the living room. The TV is blasting music videos from MTV. “What up Couso?” Leon says every time I see him.

“Couso” is the nickname he gives every one of his first cousins. I walk in with my robe almost open, holding it closed with one of my hands. “Damn you look good!” He says though a haze of smoke, trying not to choke. I walk over, grab the blunt that he’s smoking and take a big drag. I almost choked. “That’s that LA chronic, baby!” He yells out, trying not to laugh at me. I could tell that he was way passed being buzzed. He was high as a kite. I plopped down on the couch next to him. My robe opens up and my boobies are now exposed. He just stares and smiles. “Nice.” He says. I smile and walk away, taking my robe off as I head into my bathroom. “Where you going?” He yells out. I point towards the bathroom and walk inside.

By the time I got in the shower, I was high. I am not a weed smoker, so one hit and I’m gone. As the warm water ran over my body, I was getting horny as hell. As I showered, I shaved my pussy of all of the hair that Selçuk Escort was growing back. It’s almost a daily routine for me to try and keep it totally bald. To be honest, it’s a real pain to do it sometimes, but I want to keep the entire area totally hair free, front and back, so the best way to keep it trained is to shave it everyday.

By the time I got out of the shower, my head was spinning. I stumbled into my room and fell onto the bed. That’s when I realized that my door was open and Leon could see me naked in my room. I laid still for a minute or so, then sat up. I looked into the living room and saw his staring at me with a huge smile on his face. To my surprise, he had his cock out and was stroking it. I didn’t care. I thought it was hot. “What cha doing?” I yelled out.

“Looking at you Couso!” He responded. I got up, walked over to him and stood over him, staring at his hard black dick.

“What’s up?” He asked, staring at his own dick. I felt a chill run through my body as I thought about what was about to happen. Without any more though, I straddled my cousin and slid down onto his lap. I started kissing him, giving in to his good looks and cocky attitude. My pussy was soaking wet. I looked down and it was literally dripping strings of my pussy juice onto his hard cock as it brushed against my pussy lips. His cock wasn’t huge, but it was really thick around. He pointed it straight up and I slid down on it. It felt so good going inside of me. I went in real easily because I was so fucking wet. Leon moaned out loud like he was about to cum right away. I looked at him and his eyes were closed. “Oh no!” I said. “Don’t you dare! Slow down cowboy!” I continued. He smiled and gripped my ass, pulling me all the way down onto his throbbing cock. “Hold on, hold on!” He kept repeating as I stood still, sitting with his cock buried deep inside of me. I felt his cock pulsating inside of my pussy. He kept repeating “Okay, Hold on!” “I am holding.” I responded. I kept quiet for a second. I moved my body forward a bit. He moaned loudly and grunted out “I said hold on Couso!” I felt his cock begin to spurt hot sperm inside of my pussy. I began to grind my hips in a circle, as my pussy milked my cousin’s cock of his cum. “Oh shit!” He whispered. I smiled as he laid his head back onto the couch. I felt him shoot his last few spurts of cum deep inside of me. “I’m not done yet, Couso!” He grunted out loud. “You better not be, Couso!” I answered. He laughed, reached for his blunt, lit it and took a pull from it. His dick was still buried inside of me and it wasn’t getting soft either.

I slowly began to ride my cousin Leon’s cock slowly, concentrating on reaching my own orgasm before his dick got soft. I mean, he did just cum and it is normal for a man to get soft after cumming. I closed my eyes and kept riding his dick. Now I was really, really wet. His Selçuk Escort Bayan juices and my juices were making plenty of noise, that was almost drowned out from the music blasting from the TV. I actually felt his cock getting harder by the second. I looked down and his cum was slowly oozing out with every stroke I made on his cock. I wanted to cum so bad and knew what would do it. I leaned way forward and began to kiss Leon. He breathed smoke into my mouth and I began to cough. He started laughing. His dick slipped out of my wet pussy from my leaning forward and coughing. His dick was so wet and covered with his cum and my pussy juice, that the head of slid it into my ass with one quick and easy motion.

“Ooh!” I yelped out, form the width of his cock stretching my asshole. “What’s the matter?” Leon asked, not knowing that his cock was even in my ass. “Nothing.” I whispered. So, I was in control now, coming very close to reaching my first orgasm. The feeling of his thick cock sliding up and down my ass was so good, I wanted to keep this feeling going over and over and over. It was at that point that he realized that he was in my ass. “Damn Couso’, you’re so fuckin’ hot!” He groaned out and repeated. “You’re so fucking hot!” I was in heaven as his thick cock slid in and out of my stretched open ass. We stayed in that position for at least 20 minutes as Leon brought me to two strong orgasms. He was nowhere close to cumming, he told me.

I was ready for one more orgasm. I stopped humping his cock and rested for a moment. He turned the channel to the TV to a sports channel. “What! Am I boring you? I asked. He just laughed and laughed. I smiled, because I thought he was so cute, laughing with such a cocky attitude. I slowly slid forward, letting his cock slide out of my juicy ass. I held onto it and slid it directly into my wet pussy. I moaned out loud as I rubbed my engorged clitoris. Leon suddenly stood up with his cock still inside of me. He laid me back down onto the sweat drenched leather couch and began slamming into my pussy. He was going to town on me and I came within a few minutes from the direct contact on my clit. He moaned and once again he filled my pussy with his warm cum. He collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. His cock still was hard, as I felt it slowly throb deep inside of my pussy walls.

“Damn Couso’! You are so fucking hot! I can’t stop fucking you!” He moaned in my ear. I smiled and kissed his sexy face. “You can fuck me anytime you want!” I whispered in his ear. “I want more!” He responded. “I’ve always wanted you. I know you knew that.” He continued. I felt his cock beginning to soften and slip out of my come-filled pussy. I slid down and gently placed his cum soaked dick into my mouth and sucked on it, trying to get him hard again. No luck. It softened up. I looked up at him and he said “Gimme 10 minutes and I’m gonna Escort Selçuk be ready!” I walked to the kitchen and got some water for both of us. As I walked back, his cum dripped down my leg. I passed him a bottle of water and went to wash up. I jumped back into the shower and he went into the other bathroom and closed the door.

It was about a half of an hour later that I emerged from the bathroom. I had taken another long and soothing shower, trying to cool off, as well as wash the two loads of cum that my good ol’ cousin filled me with.

Leon was watching a basketball game on TV wearing just a T-shirt. “You ready?” I asked. He nodded yes. I was still naked and slick with baby oil. His dick was rock hard and sticking out from under his T-shirt. I walked up to him and turned away from him, then sat on his lap, letting his hard dick brush up against my hot and oily ass cheeks. I proceeded to give him a lap dance, even though there was no music on. Eventually he grabbed the remote and turned off the TV’s sound and turned on the stereo. The CD player came on, blasting a rap song. I got off of him and laid onto the couch with my legs spread wide open. I pointed to my wet and hot pussy and ordered him to “eat”! He smiles and went down on me, eating out my hot box. I came within a few minutes once he started sucking on my clit.

I was back in heat again. I wanted him inside of me. My ass was ready for him and my pussy still throbbed for some more cock. I sat up and sat him back down on the couch. Once again I straddled him and slid his dick into my awaiting pussy. I started moving my hips slowly to the driving beat of the rap song. Then he started getting into the rhythm, pumping his hips upwards to meet my rhythm.

At one point we missed a stroke and his cock popped out of my pussy. We started to laugh for a minute or so. I slid it back in and continued our synchronized fucking session. He started grabbing my ass cheeks and pulling them apart, reminding my ass that it was still yearning to be filled. I slid his cock out of my pussy and placed it inside of my ass. Slowly he pushed himself all the way inside until it was buried to his balls. We both moaned in satisfaction as I rode his stiff cock. This went on for at least 30 minutes. We would pick up pace, then slow it down when he felt as if he were going to cum. Me, on the other hand, came twice within that 30 minutes. Leon was now at that point where he was going to blow his wad any second from now. He had that look in his eyes of pure pleasure. It was such a turn on seeing him in ecstasy. He couldn’t hold back any longer. Leon spurted his hot cum deep inside my ass. I rubbed my clit frantically, trying to cum too. His cock stayed hard for a few minutes, then slowly began to slip out of my ass. I couldn’t cum that fast, so I calmed myself down by slowly kissing his handsome face. I slowly let his cock slide out of my ass. He was so buzzed from the weed, that he fell asleep within a few minutes. What a typical man!

When my brother came home, Leon was still knocked out on the couch and I played the innocent role, acting why I didn’t know why he was passed out on the couch for the rest of the night.

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As Geneen told her version of the first time she and Paula got together, we continued to wash each other under the pulsating spray of the shower. Geneen paid special attention to Paula as she described their caresses, duplicating them in real life as she told of that day. We moved around in the shower, and we were soon clean and more than a little aroused by Geneen’s words.

I reached out and turned off the water, and grabbed the towels that were hanging outside the tub. Passing one to each of the girls, we began to dry each other as lovingly as we had soaped each other just a few minutes earlier. We got out of the tub and made our way back to the bedroom, going to the double bed that was still unmade. We sat down an as the girls dried their hair Paula said, “Now it’s my turn to tell you what happened.”

We arranged ourselves within easy reach of each other and listened as Paula continued…

**Paula’s Story**

I had been with another girl before Geneen, but it was a teenage fling that didn’t last more than the one time. I was excited by the naughtiness of our tryst, but she didn’t seem to get as much out of it as I did. I have fantasized about making love with another woman but never acted on it until that day with Geneen. I don’t really know what happened to make that day different than the other times we had been together, but by the time we were naked and lying in each other’s arms I didn’t care.

The feel of Geneen’s smooth pussy was incredible, and it looked even better. Her dark outer lips were swollen with desire, and I could see the pink petals of her inner cunt peeking out. But what amazed me was the size of her clit! Almost an inch long, it was proudly poking out from her folds, begging to be touched or kissed. I reached out and stroked along her slit, gathering her womanly dew on my fingers. I reached her clit and began to pinch and rub along its length. Geneen responded with a moan, and I leaned forward to kiss her full lips.

As our tongues intertwined I brought my other hand up to her chest and began to fondle a nipple, using the same rhythm that I was applying to her clit. Geneen reciprocated, and soon her dark hands found their way to my burning pussy. I almost came off the couch when she touched my cunt, and when her finger slipped inside me Seferihisar Escort I thought I was going to pass out from pleasure. I pulled my mouth from hers and looked at her face. The sheen of perspiration coating her forehead glistened in the soft light of the room, and her eyes were half shut. She looked so incredibly sexy and desirable that I lowered my face again, going for her throat instead of her mouth.

I kissed my way down her neck and chest, and finally had her erect nipple in my mouth. Geneen moaned and squirmed under me as I gently bit and suckled on her tit. My hand was busy with her juicy cunt, and her movements helped me work first one, then two fingers into her hot wetness. Geneen grabbed my head and pulled me tighter to her chest as her fingers danced around my nether lips. We were both building to orgasm, and I knew what I wanted her to feel as she came.

I slid from the couch and pulled my fingers from her. I replaced my mouth with the hand that had been frigging her and moved my hungry tongue to her glistening hole. As I teased her nipples and clutched her breasts, I leaned in and kissed Geneen’s sweet black cunt. I took her clit into my mouth and gently sucked it between my teeth and tongue.

The effect on Geneen was electric. She grabbed my head and pulled me tightly to her body, bucking her hips against my face as I ate her. She began to cry out, “Oh God that’s it! Eat me! Lick my cunt and make me come! Oh Paula I never knew it could be so good!”

I pushed two fingers into her dripping cunt and looked up at her face. “Haven’t you ever been eaten before?”

“Oh yes, but never like this! You know just where to touch me! It’s as if I was tonguing myself – you know just what I want you to do!”

I grinned at her and said, “It can get even better if we do it to each other!” With that I helped Geneen off the couch and onto the floor. I swung around so that my legs were on either side of her head, and as I lowered my head to her flowing pussy, I lowered my snatch to her upturned mouth.

“I’ve never done anything like this before,” Geneen moaned as I licked her slit. “I want to make it as good for you as you do for me!”

“Just follow my lead and do to me what you want done to you. I promise that you’ll Seferihisar Escort Bayan do fine.” And with that I returned to my feast and pushed my steaming pussy against her lips.

Geneen might be a novice at eating pussy, but she learned quickly. Her tongue and fingers soon had me pouring cunt juice all over her face. I tried to lap up all of the nectar that she was making and to lead her with my actions. I sucked and nibbled gently on her clit, and she did the same to me. I buried my tongue deep into her and she forced her’s into me. When I reached down a little more and moved my tongue over her asshole, I didn’t expect the reaction I got.

Geneen screamed once, and grabbed my hips tightly. She pulled me forward a little, and rimmed me with her tongue. The next thing I knew she was pushing her tongue into my asshole! The feeling was exquisite! As she poked and prodded my sphincter, I began to do the same to her. I pushed two fingers into her pussy and began to fuck her with my hand and tongue. Geneen did the same to me, and I felt my orgasm pass the point of no return.

I came hard and long, drenching Geneen with my juices. I sucked her asshole hard as I came, and that sent Geneen over the edge. She bucked her hips into my face and screamed into my cunt as she came. I moved my face to her pussy and tried to lick up all of her juice, but she was coming in such copious amounts that I could not. Her juices flowed down the crack of her ass pooled on the rug beneath us. I heard her try to swallow all that I was giving her, and knew that she was having as much success as I was.

I don’t remember when an orgasm felt so good. This was not the most intense or prolonged one I had ever had, but it somehow was more satisfying than any I have experienced. I guess it was the fact that Geneen and I were close before today, or the fact that I had ‘popped her cherry’ as far as being with a woman. But underneath it all, I knew that Mark had something to do with this whether he was aware of it or not. And I knew what my next move would be.

I raised myself from Geneen’s luscious body and turned to face her. Our mouths met in the sweetest of kisses, our juices flavoring the taste of each other’s lips. We slowly came down from our orgasms and Escort Seferihisar we caressed each other for several minutes, kissing and gazing into each other’s eyes without saying a word.

“That was wonderful.” Geneen broke the silence. “I never dreamed that I would ever be with another woman. I’m glad my first time was with you. You made it so special.”

“Don’t sell yourself short, Geneen. You were pretty wonderful yourself. And as far as I am concerned, you don’t lack for anything. You are so tasty and exciting. I wouldn’t change a thing about your body if I were you.”

“You sound like Mark! Except that he never found out how I taste,” she replied wistfully.

“Well I think we need to change that. And he needs to find out what I taste like, too!”

Geneen got a look in her eyes that told me she was planning something. She grinned and said, “Why don’t we make a bet? Whichever one of us can get Mark in bed first can decide whether the other one ever gets a chance with him!”

“What do you mean?” I was afraid I knew full well what she meant, but wanted her to spell it out.

“If Mark takes my chocolate body to bed before he fucks your blonde pussy, I get to decide if I am willing to share him with you. If you get Mark to jump your bones before I can swallow his seed, YOU get to decide if you are willing to share! Sound fair?”

I thought quickly, and decided to go along with Geneen’s idea. If I got to Mark first, I would share him willingly, and I assumed that Geneen would do the same. But just in case, I would have to do something drastic to make sure I won the bet.

“Sure, why not?” I said. “But regardless of how I decide to share him, I still want to eat your sweet black pussy from time to time!”

“You’ve got that right! I never knew that blonde pussy tasted so good, and I want more of it whenever you’re ready to share it again!”

***Meanwhile, Back at the Hotel***

“So you two made a BET with each other, and I was the prize?” I could scarcely believe what I had been hearing from Paula.

“That’s right, lover. You were the prize, to keep or to share. I just want to know how Geneen got to you first!” Paula looked across at Geneen, who was slowly stroking my chest.

Geneen looked up at me and asked, “Should you tell her or should I?”

“I guess I will,” I sighed. My head was spinning from the realization that these two had set me up, and from the story they had just related. I had rested enough for my cock to start to show signs of life, and as I replayed the night at Geneen’s in my mind I got harder and longer.

To Be Continued…

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Chapter One

My Name is Jamie and I am 18 years old. In the year 2025 my dad built a time machine. He had been a scientist for thirty years working on how man could travel through time. In the year 2020 he discovered that nuclear power could be used to send man into the past or future.

He built a car that when fuelled with nuclear power could beat the speed of light and time travel. Using an onboard computer the rider could enter the time and date that he wanted the machine to travel too. By pressing the nuclear ignition button it would launch the car through time.

It took my dad five years after the discovery to perfect the process and build the time machine. The first time he actually used the car to time travel he successfully went back in time to the day before. Then he started going on trips further back in time. Going back to his childhood and then to the old west and eventually he went back to witness the birth of Christ, A while later he actually went into the future, but he would never talk about what he had seen.

He wrote a book about time travel and how it should never be used to change history or for personal benefit and gain.

I lived with my mom and dad in southern California. Dad spent his whole life dedicated to his work. He would always be away from home or down in his lab working on his theories and then later on his time machine car. He took very little notice of my mom and seemed far more interested in his work than his wife.

My mom was the hottest woman in the neighbourhood. She was 5ft`7″ tall with long brown hair and wonderful blue eyes. She had a slim body but with very large breasts. They hung pendulously from her chest and she often wore low cut tops and tight clingy t-shirts. She wore tight jeans that showed off her amazing ass. It was an ample size and jiggled slightly as she walked. In the summer she would wear short skirts and when she bent over I would try to catch a brief glimpse up her skirt. She would wear tiny thongs that would cling to her ass and cut right up her butt cheeks.

I had long fantasised about having sex with my mom. I would spend many nights jacking off my big thick cock while imagining her bent over in front of me with her ass ready to be pounded. Visions of her big fat tits would fill my mind as I shot my big powerful load.

My mom was now in her early forties but still had the body of a teenager, she was always being ogled by men in the street but my dad seemed to never notice her. He was so wrapped up in his work I don’t think they hardly ever had sex.

One night, while dad was out late working in his lab, I was laying in bed trying to get to sleep. It was a very quiet night outside and the whole house was still and silent. I looked over to my clock and saw it was just before 1am. I suddenly heard a noise from my mom’s room next door, I thought nothing of it and rolled over and shut my eyes.

A few seconds later I heard it again, this time I thought it sounded like a groan. Then I heard it again, It sounded like my mom was either in pain or maybe…………………

I got out of bed and walked over towards my bedroom door, it was pulled shut but not actually closed so I reached my hand around the handle and Ödemiş Escort slowly and quietly pulled it towards me. When I had opened it wide enough to be able to put my head outside the door, I leaned out.

I listened for any noises coming from the room next door.

At first I could hear nothing but then an unmistakable sound. I heard my mom say

“Oh, fuck yes.”

It was not too loud that it could be heard from my room but with my head outside of my open door and close enough to mom’s door it was very clear to hear. I heard low moans and deep breathing followed by brief silences before I heard mom say

“Oh yes a nice hard cock.”

I thought maybe dad had come home without me hearing him and they were fucking, so I very quietly crept back across my room to the window. Looking down I could see Dad’s car was not on the driveway and the porch light that mom always left on for him was still switched on,

so I knew he had not come home.

I crept back across the room and silently put my head back outside the door. I could hear mom’s moans getting louder and her breathing deeper. I heard her moan in a deep and throaty voice

“Oh fuck, yes fuck me.”

I decided to take a risk and see what was going on.

While I could not hear anyone else’s voice, could my mom fucking someone else?

I crept very slowly out of my room. The door to mom’s room was only a few feet away. I tiptoed along to the door and got down on my knees. I could still hear mom moaning and her breathing was becoming very load. I brought my face closer to the keyhole in the door. All of the doors in the house had these keyholes but we never used the keys so they were always empty.

I had looked through the keyhole into the bathroom before but it was at the wrong angle to see the shower, so I had not been able to see my hot mom naked before, but now…

I looked through the keyhole and my heart immediately began to race. My breathing became heavy and I had to clench my teeth to stop me opening my mouth and gasping.

As I looked through the keyhole in my mom’s door I could see her laid out naked on her bed. She had her legs spread high in the air and wide open. She had a big red dildo which she was sliding into her gaping pussy. I watched wide eyed as she moved her arm in between her legs, pumping the big toy inside herself. With every thrust she let out a deep moan of pleasure and kicked her legs wider apart. I could see her big tits laying heavy on her and drooping over the edge of her body. They shook and squeezed together as mom crossed her arms into herself so she could take the dildo with both hands.

I watched in amazement as my mom quickened the pace of her pumping the mighty dildo up herself. Her breathing was heavy and loud and she kept saying

“Oh yes, FUCK ME.”

I felt my cock harden in my shorts as I watched my mom fucking herself. I took my shorts and yanked my cock out over the top of the waistband. I was rock solid hard and I gripped my tool tight and began to slide my hand up and down its long length.

Through the keyhole I saw my mom slide the dildo out of her pussy and slap it down on the bed. It was really big, about 10 inches Ödemiş Escort Bayan and thick too. She lay there with her legs spread wide and her pussy pointing right at me. I had a perfect view of her. Her pussy was shaven and I could see through the keyhole at about 5 yards away that she was wet. Her pussy looked gleaming and juicy.

I so much wanted to run into the room and stick my tongue on it.

She was breathing heavy, just lying on her back when she brought her hand down between her legs and began to play with her clit. She used her other hand to grab her tit and pull it high up onto her chest before sliding her hand over the massive tit and pinching the hard erect nipple.

I kept jacking my big hard cock as I continued to spy her through the keyhole. I watched in awe as she plunged three fingers straight up her cunt and began pumping them in and out. Her groans of pleasure kept getting louder and deeper, as did her cries of

“Fuck me.”

She flipped herself onto her side and then up onto her knees. Her ass was now pointed straight at me and her massive pendulous tits swung underneath her as she continued to slam her fingers up her wet pussy.

For the first time I could study my mom’s naked ass. It was big and round, perfect in everyway. The skin looked tight and as smooth as silk. How I wanted to slam my thick hard cock right up her right now. There she was all alone, naked on her bed, shoving her fingers up her pussy, making her big tits swing below her and in a perfect position for me to walk in and ram my cock up her so hard she would pass out.

After several minutes of pumping her fingers up her pussy she took them out and reached out for the big red dildo that lay next to her on the bed. She took hold of it and brought it to her clit. I watched in eager anticipation as she held the dildo by its end and slapped the 10 inch length against her pussy. She began to really slap her pussy with the dildo, whacking it against her wide open pussy before sliding the whole length of it against the outside of her dripping wet pussy lips and against her clit.

My cock was so throbbing hard in my hand as I watched her through the keyhole slide the entire dildo back up her pussy. She remained on all fours with her ass pointed right towards me and the door. She moaned out,

“Fuck yes, give me that big fat cock.”

I had never heard my mom use any sexual language like that before but it was making me so horny.

I kept pumping my mighty tool as I watched her pounding herself with the dildo.

With every deep thrust into her cunt, her massive tits bounced and swung underneath her, crashing into each other with a slapping sound that echoed around the whole room.

Several moments later she flipped herself back over and lay flat on her back. It was an incredible site to watch her big tits slap together and then crash down on her chest as she fell onto her back. She kept the dildo wedged up her pussy until she again took hold of the end and resumed pumping the mighty big red monster up herself.

I could feel my cock tighten and I knew a mighty big load was coming. I could not shoot all over the carpet outside of my mom’s room so I Escort Ödemiş pulled myself back until I was almost laying flat on the floor and I shot a huge load all over myself. Thick ropes of spunk shot out of my cock and landed on my well muscled chest. My abs were covered in my own cream. All the time I could hear mom still pumping herself with the dildo and could clearly hear her moaning out

“Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME with that big hard cock.”

This made me orgasm even more intensely knowing that my mom was naked just a few feet away on the other side of that door, pounding herself hard with a 10 inch dildo.

I hardly recovered from shooting my own load when I heard mom cry out

“Oh fuck YES, I’m coming all over that thick juicy

hard cock.”

I sat right up and looked back through the keyhole. She was fucking herself with even greater speed and intensity as she pushed every inch of the dildo up her pussy and squeezed her legs together to take it as deep as she could. She let out the loudest moan yet and flung her head forward off of the pillow. She shook and quivered as she almost yelled out

“OH FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!”

She gripped the dildo tight with both hands; I watched in utter amazement as she ripped the dildo from her pussy and actually squirted her pussy juices out onto the bed. I had never seen a woman squirt before but my mom’s orgasm had been so intense she could not hold it all in her pussy I guessed.

She slowly came down and her breathing slowed, She took the dildo and brought it to her mouth, She ran her tongue along the length of it and then threw it onto the floor beside the bed. She laid spread out on the big double bed; her giant tits flopped on her chest and her gleaming wet pussy wide open from the huge pounding she had just given it.

I was still sitting on my knees outside her door with my eye pressed against the keyhole enjoying the view.

My cock was still semi hard in my hand and glistening with cum. My chest and stomach had large amounts of cum splashed across me and my breathing was still heavy.

I watched my mom as she sat up and pulled the covers over her. Her big tits crashed together with a loud slapping noise as she threw herself forward and then back down again. I heard her give out a loud satisfied groan as she lay her head down on the pillow and pulled the covers over herself.

I slowly and quietly got back to my feet and crept the few yards back to my door. I inched back inside and slowly pushed the door back to its shut but not quite closed position. I crept back over to my bed and gently got back under the covers, trying not to make any noise that might alert my mother that I had been up.

As I lay back down I reached to my bedside table and grabbed a tissue. I reached my hand under the covers and wiped my spunk from my chest and stomach. My cock was still gleaming and wet so I took it in my hand and dried it off too. Throwing the tissue to the floor I went through in my head the amazing sights I had just witnessed. The images of my mom fucking herself and saying all those things, Her big fat tits bouncing around and the loud slapping sounds as they crashed together.

The sight of her ass pointing right at me as she fucked the dildo up her pussy and that incredible sight of her squirting as she came.

My cock began to harden again as I relived what I had just seen. I finally fell asleep with images of my cock pounding my mom’s pussy, filling my mind.

to be continued…

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It was deep midnight as Kyra glanced at her watch. She couldn’t sleep, so she decided to take a walk through the french quarter.

Kyra sighed. The night air was balmy and her shirt clung to her like a second skin, making the thin transparent shirt she put on as see-through as possible.

This made Desiree smile. She liked the looks of the woman standing across the street; especially her breasts. She wanted to hold them in her hands and lick the nipples until they were hard.

Desiree decided to take her chance. She walked across the street, waiting for Kyra to acknowledge her.

Kyra smiled at the other woman. She had noticed her around during the day in the French quarter.

“Hi,” she commented, “Nice night.”

Desiree smiled to herself. She knew this would be Kyra’s first time being with a woman.

“Come with me.” she says, her voice almost hypnotic as she takes Kyra by the hand and leads her to her plantation.

Kyra follows. She always wanted to try something different, and knew it was about to happen.

As soon as they made it into Desiree’s room, she lit a candle. “Relax.” she tells Kyra as she rubs her hand across Kyra’s cheek. “Undress for me.” She kisses Kyra softly on the lips.

Kyra nodded. She slowly began to peel off her shirt, exposing her firm breasts; Narlıdere Escort her nipples already taut from the crisp night air.

Desiree moaned as she watched Kyra step out of her shorts. All she wore was a tiny baby blue g-string.

Desiree walked over to Kyra and laid her back gently on the huge king-size bed. The black satin sheets felt cool to Kyra as she lay there liking the feel of Desiree’s hands roaming all over her body.

Desiree touched the tip of her tongue to Kyra’s mouth wanting to taste her. Kyra opened her mouth for further access. She moaned as she felt Desiree fondling one of her well-proportioned breasts.

Desiree rubbed the tip of her thumb against Kyra’s nipples, watching them grow hard from her touch. She began to suck on one then the other, making Kyra moan in pleasure.

Kyra inhaled sharply as Desiree pulled aside her g-string and began to slide her finger in and out of Kyra’s already moist pussy. She pushed up against Desiree’s hand, wanting her to go in deeper.

Desiree smiled as she listened to Kyra’s gasps of pleasure. She started to kiss Kyra down her neck.

Kyra grabbed the sides of the pillow as she felt Desiree part her legs. She writhed underneath her as Desiree began to flick her tongue inside her, making her slick Narlıdere Escort Bayan with need.

Kyra pulled Desiree to her, and kissed her with more passion; then began to rub her breasts. She liked the sound of Desiree’s reaction, one of pure delight.

Kyra whimpered as Desiree began to tease her clit with her with the tip of her finger. She screamed as she came.

Desiree laughed with pleasure as she watched Kyra’s reaction. She licked Kyra’s cream from her fingers. She walked over to her dresser and began rummaging through one of the dresser drawers in search of something.

Kyra smiled anxiously as Desiree strode back over to the bed now wearing a strap-on. She began to tease Kyra’s slick pussy with the tip of the head. Kyra moaned as Desiree began to rub her firm ass and began to finger her tight anus.

“First, I am going to fuck your pretty pussy and then your lovely ass.” Desiree informs her. Then I want you to suck on my pussy until I come in your mouth.”

Kyra gasped as Desiree entered her with the strap-on. She groaned as she felt Desiree’s hips grinding against hers. She grabbed Desiree’s breasts and began to fondle them, then sucking on the nipples until they became pointed little peaks.

Kyra buried her face into Desiree’s Escort Narlıdere shoulder as she climaxed a second time.

“Turn over so I can look at and fuck your lovely ass.” Desiree said.

Kyra willingly complied. She squeezed her eyes shut, awaiting Desiree’s entry of her anus. She never had taken it in the ass before.

Desiree could sense Kyra’s apprehension. She walked over to the dresser once more and grabbed a bottle of lotion.

Slowly, Desiree entered Kyra’s anus with the strap-on. Kyra moaned from the pressure then sighed as she began to enjoy the feelimg. Desiree grabbed Kyra’s ass with her hands and began to thrust faster and deeper. She wiggled her fingers in and out of Kyra’s pussy until Kyra was about ready to explode.

“Now it’s your turn.” Kyra said throatily as she pulled Desiree to her awaiting mouth, flicking her tongue in and out of Desiree’s pussy. She watched as an expression of sheer pleasure swept across Desiree’s face.

Desiree moaned a Kyra began to suck on her sensitive clit. She went wide-eyed as Kyra slid her finger into Desiree’s anus.

Desiree entangled her fingers through Kyra’s long auburn hair as she had her orgasm. She thrust her pussy deeper into Kyra’s mouth, allow her juices to flow into it. Kyra lapped it up hungrily.

“That was great.” Desiree smiled at Kyra wearing a look of satisfaction.

“Yes, that was.” Kyra practically purred as she got up and began to dress.

Kyra awoke the next morning, sunlight warming her skin. She decided to take a stroll into the French quarter where she spotted Desiree, who wore a flirtatious smile.

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Up in the city on April 29/30th and I finally want to meetup with you and fulfill my fantasy with a 3some.

We have discussed this before briefly at one of our previous appointments and you said you had a mature friend who might be able to participate. Here’s hoping🤞🏼

I want to do this. I’m 100% committed to getting this right and I hope we can arrange my fantasy – if not all of it at least some of it – if time allows.

I would like to say that money is no object – But it is. Lets try and get the financials out of the way before any commitments.

We can talk about this when we have a phone call next week.

I know best laid plans are always a disaster when it comes to me. Once I get horny everything can go out the window.

I will be meeting Diane’s friend for the first time. Dave and Diane have met numerous times before and Dave is familiar with every inch of Diane’s body.

Diane’s friend is somebody he has never met before but he is keen to expand his fantasies into a “blind” threesome.

Previously when Dave had been lucky enough to spend time with Diane, she had been more than willing to offer her services and experiences in finding Dave’s inner fantasies and kinkiest secrets, But Dave is shy and finds it difficult to maintain a fantasy once he gets excited and horny.

This time will be different. This will be meticulously planned and if every one is up for some fun we can all have an experience to build on for hopefully more encounters in the future.

Dave is nervous, excited and horny as hell.

All of his visits to see Diane previously have been spent with an hour beforehand looking in retail shops in the lingerie department’s trying to find white or sheer vintage cotton granny knickers.

Dave loves all things retro: Girdles, pleated skirts, pencil skirts with FF nylons, open crotch spanx or high waisted control pants.

He has a real kink for mature women who dress up in vintage clothing.

Dave is in his late 40’s and Diane is within a rear or two of Dave.

All Dave fantazises about is mature women, now that he is nearly 50 his ideal woman would be sixty plus. Dave is hoping Diane’s friend is close to sixty at least.

Dave gets as much enjoyment and a thrill from the hour before the appointment as he does from the one hour meeting.

To be honest. Dave secretly wants to be forced to wear these panties and humiliated while wearing them, but he would never admit this.

Lara ( I’m calling Diane’s s friend Lara as i dont know her name yet or how old she is) will also be meeting Dave for the first time and Dave wants his first meeting with Lara to be something unique.

THE INITIAL MEETING

The first thing Konak Escort Diane does when she opens the door is bring Dave inside, gives him a kiss on the cheek and pull a blindfold over his eyes.

He is taken by the arm by Diane through the hallway and into a bathroom, he can hear the shower running. Dave can’t see anything but he can sense another person is also there.

Diane says to Dave ” we need to get you clean and ready -let’s get some of these clothes off of you.

Dave then feels 2 pairs of hands start to undress him, he cant tell which hands are Diane’s or Lara’s.

Within a minute he is standing naked and blindfolded in a room with Diane and a total stranger.

He is guided into the shower by Diane and she says “you should have a good wash before we can all go any further.”

As weird as it is Dave washes himself with the blindfold on with one or 2 people are in the room watching him wash.

It’s embarrassing but Dave makes sure to clean every bit of him especially his anus as he is always hoping Diane will rim his butt hole during his visit. It’s the most enjoyable experience he has ever had with her, and its what keeps him coming back time after time.

When Dave has finished showering he is helped out of the shower and is instructed to stand still, he is soaking wet and wants to dry himself but is told that first he must wear the panties that he brought with him.

Soaking wet and still blindfolded he is helped into his new underwear and then told to get down on his hands and knees.

Dave is about to fulfill part one of his perfect fantasy.

Game On!

Who’s who?

VICE VERSA

Dave is instructed to kneel at the edge of the toilet bowl.

Either Diane or Lara then climb over his head where Dave is kneeling and tell him to lift his head up high so he can get close to whats about to happen.

Dave knows what to do, he has to figure out who’s crotch is in front of him.

He feels 2 things happen at once

1. The person behind him releases a warm liquid down his back and he can feel it dripping into his panties.

2. The other person infront of him grabs his head and pulls it into their dry warm crotch.

Dave is trying to concentrate on the wonderful setting that is before him and trying to figure out if Diane’s almost bald pussy is within a few inches of his face through a pair of what seem to be soft cotton or towelling panties. He is also thinking to himself – Is there a total stranger pissing down his back??

Or Vice Versa.

All of this takes place in total silence as Dave knows the sound of Diane’s voice and he would know who is who if either of the two women speak.

Dave Konak Escort Bayan pushed his face into the crotch that is in front of him, he smells, tastes, and tries to figure out if he knows this pussy???

He definitely knows one of the pussys in the room. In the past 10 to 15 years he has probably spent a combined time of at least two to three hours licking, sucking and tasting Diane’s labia, clitoris and ass. Dave loves facesitting and Diane knows it too.

Then she sits down and starts urinating into the bowl.

Dave can hear it and smell it but he doesn’t know if it’s Diane or not. She then stands up and moves aside.

2 seconds later- after some position switching, there is another crotch in his face. This time it’s a damp vagina underneath a dry pair of panties. There is definitely a taste of moisture as Dave puches his face into what is before him – Dave still cant work out who is who in the room.

Again he is pulled into her crotch, inhaling, tasting and trying to guess if it’s Diane’s vagina or not?

He can also feel a hand slide down the back of his panties, this time it feels like an oily hand and some fingers are teasing his ass – Its a great feeling!!

After a couple of minutes the person in front of him pulls their crotch away from his face, sits down on the toilet and urinates into the bowl (Dave cant see anything yet but he knows from the sound that she is pissing with her panties on)

Dave knows that once he gets to do all of this when there are no panties involved he will easily know which pussy is which – He cant wait to move to the bedroom.

The woman stands up and moves over next to her friend.

Lara then says, “its nice to meet you Dave, i hope you are enjoying yourself, why don’t you follow the sound of my voice”

This is the first time Dave has heard Lara speak, she sounds very calm but direct and in control.

Dave had asked Diane for a threesome with another woman she was comfortable being intimate with, so Dave was really looking foreward to seeing these 2 ladies get passionate during the proceedings.

At this point Dave is told to move into the bedroom as he must now investigate both crotches and again guess who is who!

Still in his blindfold he is led into the bedroom. While crawling along the floor someone is stroking his ass and rubbing his groin.

He can hear Diane’s voice clearly to his right hand side and Lara’s voice behind him.

Once they get into the other room he Is told to lie down on the ground on his back and again he must try any work out which of the 2 ladies is about to sit on his face.

This time the First Lady has a skintight and soaking Escort Konak wet pair of panties and she is rubbing them on Daves chin and in his mouth.

Again Dave is unaware whether it is Diane or her friend.

She spends 2 minutes mashing and grinding her wet panties and pussy in his face – but he can’t figure out who it is.

Its too wet for any distinguishing feeling of pubic hair or is it’s Diane’s hairless vagina he can taste.

She then slides down his chest and is sitting on his belly when the other soaking wet pussy is pushed into his face

Dave has never been so turned on.

He’s not sure what’s going on above him, he is lying there in total euphoria trying to figure out which vagina is which on the 2 women above him, one whom he has never even seen before.

He is also hoping that if he could see what was going on above him, if he was to take a peek around his blindfold -he might see these 2 women making out and kissing each other.

The second lady climbs off of him and removes her panties, she scrunches them up tight in her hand and squeezes them dry over Dave’s face.

Next the other lady stands up and removes her panties, she does the same and drips the wet panties into Daves face.

Dave knows what’s coming next, he can’t get this wrong. He is 100 percent confident he will know the next pussy is either Diane’s or not.

Dave is lying down awaiting what is coming next.

He can hear the 2 women discussing something in the room but he cant hear what they are saying

Next, he feels a gentle touch on his penis and a voice asks him to turn around on all fours again, its Lara that is asking him to move and she is whispering this into his ear while stroking his penis and rubbing him gently.

Her hands are warm, its like she has a warm oil or liquid and she is rubbing it into his balls and around his groin. Dave has never been so turned on.

Dave now rests on his elbows and knees and then he instructed to open his hips and make his knees wide apart.

The next instruction comes from Diane:

She says ” Dave, i want you to copy me.

im going to use my tongue and i want you to use your tongue in exactly the same way on whats infront of you.”

With that Dave feels who he presumes is Lara kneels down in front of him and she pushes her ass right back into Dave’s face.

At the same time Dave feels what can only be Diane’s tongue on his asshole. She starts licking and pushing her tongue in and around his anus.

He also starts to do the same to the ass that is in his face.

This continues for a few minutes. The person on the receiving end of Dave’s tongue is grinding and moaning, Dave is 99% sure its not Diane’s voice making the noises but she is definitely enjoying it.

Dave realises that the full bush of pubic hair that is in his face is that Lara.

Dave loves the taste of this new pussy; he has never had the pleasure of meeting in person (yet).

to be continued…

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This is part five of a fictional story based on stories my aunt told me years ago. It is not a story about losing virginity, but of a sexual awakening that led to many other sexual firsts for the main characters. All characters portrayed are over 18.

The stories are fiction, but I tried to keep them accurate to the time, the early 70s. So if male and/or female bi-sex bothers you, just a warning there is some in this particular part, as it was more out in the open in the 70s.

What I can attest to is the fact that nude swimming by males really was required as recommended in many swimming pools in the past. The origin of the rules came in 1926, from the American Public Health Association which adopted guidelines about swimming attire that indicated that because fibers clogged filters, bacteria count escalated. Therefore, all males using pools should bathe before entering and not be permitted to wear anything whatsoever, and that female swimmers should only wear suits that were not dyed or had loose fibers. I stumbled onto it one day trying to confirm what I had been told by my parents and other elders. No one knew exactly why but a simple search, (males required to swim nude) confirmed this and gave some validity to the stories I had heard related to it. This national guideline was not dropped until 1962. A decade later in some areas, mostly at YMCA pools, and some high schools and colleges it remained into the mid-70s.

Some even required that males swam naked at swim meets, while female team members in suits watched and waited to compete in their events. It also confirmed that, in some schools, adult family members of the competitors were permitted to watch them compete. I assume colleges kept those rules longer as their students are of adult age (18).

Reading at least part one of this multi-part series would frame the following parts much better than reading them on their own. We will cut in where my auntie Chrisy left off. The actual stories she told me are told by her in the first person, but from here on any of the other dialog by me will be in both in Italics, and also enclosed in (Parentheses.)

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(I was off to school and did not get to visit my auntie Chrisy’s place for almost a year. I kind of got wrapped up in my own life but missed the stories about her life back in the 70s. I missed hearing them, and I think she missed telling them. Once I was of age she opened up to me about the lifestyle she lived back then. I got a call from her telling me she had a friend that she would like me to meet and vice versa. At first, I thought it was a fix-up, and wondered how old this friend was. She explained it was her friend Tina from traveling with the dead days. That would make her my aunties age, but she said she just wanted to show her what a great nephew she had, and me what a great friend she had, as they have kept in touch for years.)

Tina, Tina, Tina

(I showed up at Auntie Chrisy’s and found out what a spitfire her friend was. She was small in all dimensions, short, thin but shapely, and maybe a little butch looking, but just bubbling with both, personality as well as sexuality.)

(We sat down at the table and I pitched a fastball right away. I asked her to confirm the story of my auntie letting roadies run a train on her on stage.)

Tina said, “Well at the risk of rehashing it, she did get really fucked up once. She ended up naked on stage being carnal with a bunch of sweaty roadies. I guess that paints a pretty accurate picture of the scene I remember. The whole thing was a shock for us that rescued her, it’s not like any of us girls had not fucked a roadie or two. Your auntie held the record after that.”

“Nudity was not uncommon but her up there naked with a bunch of partially clothed roadies turned out to be the main attraction. She was so fucked up she did not realize how big and rowdy the crowd became watching her, not to mention turned on. I was used to nudity, but a naked Chrisy on the stage and roadies waiting for their turns was too much. It triggered a fuck fest, and in parts of the crowd what could only be described as orgies. I am sure that story is still being told by some of the participants, and onlookers. It was when she hit bottom, I might have been better off if I had one like that. I did not know when to quit, and when I did try I ended up going back for more sex, drugs, and rock and roll.”

“Has she told you the stories about her teaching, swimming, and fucking guys she was supposed to be teaching?”

(I told her about the ones she did, and they ended with the naked swim meet.)

Tina said, “Well there is the story I got involved in. It was about what happened after that with a bunch of old guys at their alumni reunion. That one proved that she did learn some things that paid off, after letting the roadies take advantage.”

(The two of them had started drinking wine before I got there, and I could tell Auntie Chrisy Menderes Escort wanted to tell a story but was not quite ready yet. She left the room and came back with a bong and a bag of weed, I had not done it, but was willing to try it. I opened another bottle of wine and we just made some small talk until auntie had the pipe lit. It was not as harsh as I thought it might be, and I had several hits without coughing. I did not feel anything yet but was told it takes some time. I was too busy thinking about having a new MILF to get turned on by, and we were checking each other out until my auntie was ready to talk. Tina and I might have been not feeling it much yet, but Auntie was pretty fucked up.)

“I guess I am ready to tell it, and I will, but, I might need my hot nephew to get naked to put me in the mood. Hopefully, the story will give him a boner and give us something smoking hot to look at.”

Tina, “Are you sure you want your nephew naked in front of you and me? Is that not wrong?”

“Of course it’s wrong, that is what makes telling these stories more erotic for him and me. In this case, showing my naked nephew to my old friend will add to it. Don’t try to tell me that you would not enjoy seeing a young guy like him not just naked, but likely aroused at some point. We both lived the stories, so this will give us someone that is the same age as the boyfriend I am talking about. He is of age, don’t be such a prude, it’s not the you I remember. Let the pot take over, it will be fun like the old days, looking at my naked nephew will help us relive them.”

Tina, “Alright, if he is OK with it, and it does not bother you, who am I to turn down such an opportunity.”

(I guess I could have argued with my auntie, but I didn’t. I was already getting hard thinking about getting naked for the two of them. I was getting some new feelings and was not sure if it was from the pot or the thought of getting naked for auntie and someone new. How was I any different than my auntie, as I wanted to see them nude too, especially Tina? So I told her I would strip, but under one condition. The condition was that when she gets to the point where either one of them became naked in the story, she and her friend needed to disrobe and join me that way.)

(I did not wait for an answer, instead, I pulled my shirt off to give them a taste. I could feel my cock getting hard just thinking about getting to be the NM in this MILF dominated CFNM. I felt so comfortable and free shirtless and knowing I was only one piece of clothing left till I was naked for them. I would normally have been a little nervous, but that is one of the things weed does. In my case, it made me not just willing, but excited to be naked for someone new. It was a new and improved body I was going to get to show my auntie. I had been working out and playing some intramural sports at school. For the first time in my life, I had abs, and I could see they were a big hit with my Auntie and her friend as soon as my shirt was off.)

(Maybe the pot, or just showing off by doing something taboo with my auntie and her friend was the cause of what I did next. I already had some wood, so I did not pull off my shorts, I wanted them to see my cock untethered and in their faces. So I walked over to where they were sitting and told them to do the honors. They hooked the waistband of my shorts and pulled me even closer to them. I was commando as usual when I would visit her, and I was anxious to give them the total view of the improved body I was proud of.)

(Tina was likely feeling the weed too, all three of us were. Tina did not hesitate to help, and they pulled down my shorts and as I hoped, my hard cock popped up when it cleared the waistband. I have to say I had no problems being nude for a stranger. I stood there proud and tall. I was most proud of the fact that I had a nice hard-on to show them. I was then officially an NM with a hard cock in a CFNM with my Auntie and her friend when my auntie made and announcement to her friend.)

“What did I tell you, is my nephew not young, fit, and hung? Just look at that big cock on him, it being taboo makes it an even better view.”

(I was fine with being the only one nude, and with the buzz, I was feeling by then. I loved being the object of their attention, what horny young man wouldn’t.)

Auntie added, “What are you waiting for Tina, my nephew’s cock is just waiting for your attention. Don’t tell me it’s not attractive to you, touch it, feel it, suck it, you know the drill.”

She replied, “These bodies we have are twice his age Chrisy, it is him that may not want me doing it.”

(All I could think about was it being in her mouth. I figured it was up to me to show her how welcome her attention was. I was not shy at all and moved up on her and my hard cock was inches from her face. I guess she got the message as the next thing I felt was Tina’s soft hands on my package, that alone gave me a chill. Next, I felt Menderes Escort Bayan her tongue as the hot MILF started licking my cock, then she was using her hands on my ass holding me there. I had blow jobs, and even had my auntie blow me, but wow, was it being high that made this so much better? I looked at my auntie and could see she was both fucked up from the pot and wine and turned on watching. Once Tina took it in her mouth my auntie had something to say.)

Come on Tina, don’t you remember how we used to share young cocks, most not nearly as big, and seldom on such a hunk? Don’t even bother reminding me he is my nephew when I join you, the good ship carnal for him and I had already sailed. It was during one of the other stories and after a bottle of wine.”

(Tina was no longer questioning her at that point, she let go and I moved so my cock was between them. Now I was in for a first, and quite a treat as they took turns taking it in their mouths. I could have never dreamed this would ever happen, and this quickly. I was in heaven as the totally hard cock I showed them was now in their complete control. MILFs really know what they are doing, I had two mouths, and four hands on me. My balls, my inner thighs, knowing my auntie, I figured they did this before.)

(I had not even heard one line of the story as they seemed to be in a contest to see who could hold my cock in their throats the longest. I was no longer in a hurry for the story to start. This was just plain awesome being both high and getting all this attention. They proved they had worked as a team before, as one swallowed, the other licked my balls and stuck a warm wet finger in my asshole. It was so awesome that I felt I was ready to cum and told them so. The next thing I knew they had their faces in front of me as I jerked off to finish.)

(I was in a place of euphoria standing there dick in hand, and having two women watching me jerk off as they waited for my seed. Everything seemed like it was in slow motion, as when I did deliver, the cum ropes I watched exiting my cock looked to be in slow-mo as well. I watched them travel through the air and land on their faces and in their mouths. I had never had an ” O ” feel like that one as I gave the two of them facials. They made no effort to avoid the volleys and took them with their eyes and mouths open. This ” O ” was enhanced by the situation I was in, and I am sure I made some funny noises and faces. So it did not bother me that the two of them were laughing as they looked at me, then at each others cum covered faces. I was a little out of breath even though I had put forth little effort.)

(I stood there still hard and proud as they licked my still dripping cum off my knob, and then off each other’s faces.)

(Auntie then sat me down in between them and started her story. I knew this one was going to be special with me sitting naked between two clothed MILFs that had just got me off.)

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“OK, I guess I did not tell you this story earlier, as believe it or not, in some ways it makes me look a little less like a hippie girl going with the flow, and more like a prostitute.”

I was back at school and broke from not working during the Dead tour. Summer came again and there were hardly any summer lessons to teach. I was not sure how I was going to keep going financially. I got a call from the Deans office and I prepared myself for the worst. I figured I thought I was going to lose some of my swimming scholarship for my involvement in the rebellion. It was only a partial scholarship anyway.

I was sitting in the waiting area of his office in a little bit of terror when he invited me in. I wondered why his sectary or no other staff was around, he had given them the day off.

He began explaining the reason for the visit and seemed very timid about it. He explained that a Reunion was scheduled for some of the past all-male swim teams, they have an alumni association. He said them being aware that we went COED, and word of the totally nude swim meet was out, gave them an idea. They wanted to know if they could use the new natatorium, making sure to add that it was the one that many of their generous donations paid for. He also knew that there were student-taught lessons done by a nude female.

They thought it would be a kick to have at least one female lifeguard, and maybe a girl to run the bar. “I am sure you realize since they plan on reliving their school days by having a nude swim they want everybody to be nude. That put me on the spot, as other than approving the use of the facility for a reunion, I need to have no other connection to the event. I have you here to see if you are interested in talking to the president of the group and discussing the cost of what that would be. Since I can not be part of any more of this, here is his name and number it will be all on you to decide.”

Well, I was interested, how could this be that bad, I had been fuck buddies Escort Menderes with the wrestling coach, and he is twice my age. This was an association covering a lot of years, so I hoped most would be somewhat fit, and not just a bunch of old overweight men with big bellies and man breasts. I had no trouble knowing who to ask to be the naked bartender. I knew Tina was down and out as well and was staying with me when not living in her van. I also knew I could get another swim team member to act as a nude lifeguard, although we did not need one. They knew it, they just wanted one more naked college girl to look at.

So I called him and met him for lunch. He was a distinguished man 40ish and he had insisted on meeting in an out-of-the-way place. He came in not a limo, but a black car with a driver. He did not try to hide his wedding ring, nor did he make any attempt at what I will call flirting. The only hint of what I assumed they were expecting came next. He made it clear we would be free to join them in the partying and gave me an amount that they were willing to pay. It was an amount that would pretty much solve both me and Tina’s financial woes, and help me recruit the third girl. It was also mentioned that tipping by the guys would be encouraged.

I had to accept the offer and was well aware that I would probably end up doing more than sitting in the lifeguard chair knees open displaying my pussy and double D’s for these guys. It was not like I had not fucked a group of roadies the summer before for no financial reward. I called Tina after the meeting and she was in, it would be enough to get her a room, or modest apartment for the next year while she got on her feet and maybe gave going to school a shot. I called a couple of the girls on the team I knew were on campus and snagged one. It was on!

I will move ahead to the party. Tina, Heather, and I arrived and stripped down as soon as the help left that set up the bar. A party bus pulled up and in walked the drunken group of well-dressed men, they seemed happy with what they saw, a naked bartender, me sitting on the lifeguard chair with my legs partly open, and Heather on the diving board getting ready to give them a welcome dive. Heather got all the attention, as she was taking her time, allowing her animated breasts, which were at least C Cups entertain the arriving guys.

(I had to interject, ” Whoa, Wait a minute now! The deal was that when you got naked in the story, you two had to join me that way! ” )

(Well they did, after we had fresh drinks they stood in front of me taking each other’s clothes off. This was Tina’s debut to me, and she was surprisingly fit for her age. Nice breasts and some abs showing. Then when Auntie pulled her friend’s panties off, I saw my first perfect pussy ever. She looked like a 30-year-old model, not the nearly 40-year-old hot MILF my Auntie was. I can only describe it in words that it looked like an opening flower. My cock was hard again instantly, and my auntie was equally excited, as she started eating her friend out in front of me. I enjoyed watching but I wanted to pollinate that flower. I had never watched anything like this, especially seeing Tina cum as she did, she turned pink, and shook all over.)

(Soon I was back in between them on the sofa, but this time lying down, and all of us were naked. My head was in my auntie’s lap, and my legs and thighs were draped over Tina’s. Aunt Chrissie’s attention was on my abs, rubbing them up and down. Tina’s attention seemed to be on my cock, but she was not touching it yet. Tina was just teasing me, by running her hands all around it, in between my scrotum and thighs. I was ready for more story and maybe some more hand action as I listened.)

Now that you have seen Tina’s body, her world-class pussy that I can’t resist even myself, you will understand why she made more in tips.

It was more guys than I expected, and a bigger variety of ages, I did not think some of the less fit older guys would show up for a naked swim. With such a variety of builds and ages, the only thing that was the same was that they all had dangling penises mostly of average size. One of the older guys was an exception, he had a belly but yet was quite hung. His cock was big enough to overlook his age and belly. He was big enough flaccid, that he would have been a good fuck if it was just stiff. Ironically, we heard later that his nickname from his school days was Bull. The guy I had lunch with and another of the younger guys seemed to be in charge.

Even though I had some experience being around young men comfortable with their nakedness together, this was different. One of the theories of why the nude male rule lasted so long after it had any merit came to fruition. Despite their age, they were acting like a bunch of young frat guys. These men looked used to it, and for some reason being naked together bonded them. I can’t say any of them acted gay, but they were not afraid to hug old friends that way, something I had never seen my swim students or male members of our team do while nude. I guess you can say they were bonded by the fact they all had their penises flopping around. It was men who made those decisions, so it was guys like these that made the nude male rule last well beyond any real justification.

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