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Sexual Healing – Part Six

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Kim was nervously flicking her finger back and forth over the buttons on the cuff of her shirtsleeve.
“You’re starting to sound like a high school kid waiting for her date.”
“That’s how I feel.”
Connie admitted that she felt that way herself. She looked at the wall clock — almost seven. She forced herself to stop pacing in front of the large sectional upon which Kim was nervously sitting.
She glanced at Kim and again marveled at the lust her young lover could inspire in her. Kim was wearing only the enormously oversized Arrow shirt. It was tailored for a man — a very big man. But it barely contained the richly rolling swells of Kim’s magnificent tits. The flash of her long, bare legs beneath it led her thoughts to dwell on what lay at their juncture and she felt her juices trickling in response.
“I feel kind of funny about doing this here, too,” Kim said.
“Not me,” Connie said happily. I’ve dreamed of this!” Impulsively, she bent and kissed Kimberly’s forehead, brushing one hand through the luxuriant mass of her rich hair.
“But won’t your husband mind?”
Connie took Kim’s face in both hands and kissed her softly on the lips. “I told you, honey — Jerry and I talked about this and he said the only way to find out is to try it out.” And with Jerry out of town for the night — he was addressing a seminar in Rochester — the timing couldn’t have been better. It was an experiment — the first time either of them had brought a lover to their home.
Both women tensed at the sound of the car pulling up outside. Connie straightened and stepped back. “Do I look okay?” She pirouetted for Kim.
“You look yummy.” And it was true. Connie was wearing a pair of designer jeans that molded themselves to her taut ass and trim legs. Her blouse was a pale blue, loose and simply cut and light in weight. And when she was standing sideways in front of a light, her firm breasts were clearly silhouetted in it.
Connie smiled at Kim, then went to the door. She opened it and beckoned to the woman standing at the base of the steps.
Emily smiled warmly and gracefully came up to the door.
“I hope I am not late!” she said in her breathy, softly accented voice.
“Not in the least.” Connie held the door for their guest and kissed her lightly on her cheek. Emily was wearing something with a light citrus scent. In one hand she held a Mark Cross briefcase; in the other was a matching tote bag that clanged softly of glass.
“Welcome to my home!”
“Hello!” Kim stood and bounced over to Emily. A flush was already rising in the lovely Oriental face. Kim bussed her on the cheek and the flush deepened.
“Let me take your coat?” Emily put down her burdens and let Connie help her out of the coat while Kim asked about the ride from New York. Emily was wearing a beautifully tailored skirt suit in a herringbone tweed and a white silk blouse with a bright red oversized scarf arranged at the neck. She was at once business-like and alluring. Connie had no doubt that Emily caused discomfort among her colleagues. With such attire, she could easily move from business bitch to sex goddess and back again with a shift in posture or expression.
“Shall we open some wine?” Emily asked, removing her jacket.
“Yes!” Connie chirped, closing the coat closet door behind her. The glasses and a corkscrew were waiting on the coffee table. Emily was putting three bottles of wine next to them.
Emily sat a foot away from Kim while Connie sat at the corner of the sectional, facing them, and began opening the first bottle of wine.
“I was so pleased at your invitation,” Emily said. “I had been hoping you would phone me.”
“We really wanted to get to know you better and thought this would be the perfect way,” Kim replied.
“We were delighted you could…come,” Connie added. She was the one who’d suggested Emily bring the wine. She’d told Emily that she would take care of the food herself. Not that Connie could cook worth a damn — she’d ordered a delivery of hot Italian food from a rather pricey establishment in Englewood. She poured wine into the three glasses.
“To new friends,” Connie said, raising her glass. The others followed suit, the gesture drawing Kim’s shirt tighter across her magnificent breasts and revealing one nipple already hugely swollen.
“May I take off my shoes?” Emily asked politely.
“Get comfortable,” Connie said enthusiastically.
“Yes, take off whatever you like — please!” Kim added, and then blushed furiously. Connie chuckled and Emily merely smiled happily.
The three chatted about their fields of employment — Connie could not bring herself to call what she had “a career” — and drank wine. They talked about plays, movies and ballets recently seen. And drank more wine. By the time Connie got the conversation around to the place where they’d first met — an adult toy store in Greenwich Village — they’d killed the first bottle of wine and Connie was opening the second.
“The wine is making me quite warm,” Emily announced, removing her jacket and the silk scarf, then unbuttoning the top two buttons of her silk blouse.
“Would you like to change into something more comfortable?” Connie asked. “One of my husband’s shirts might be quite comfortable.”
“I — ”
Kim leaned over and put her face close to Emily’s. “Come on — get comfy. I feel like a slob dressed like this with you dressed like that. Besides, the food will be Italian and you don’t want to get tomato sauce on that lovely blouse.” She glided one hand up Emily’s arm to her shoulder and squeezed slightly. Connie watched the lovely Japanese woman’s blush deepen and saw her nipples hardening within the blouse and bra.
“If it would not be too much trouble — ?”
“No trouble at all.” Connie stood. “Come on.” She held her hands out the two women. They accepted her invitation and she led them toward the bedroom.
“You have a lovely home,” Emily said softly. “Beautifullyfurnished.” She was staring rather fixedly at the king-size waterbed. Next to it was the makeup case that contained what Kim had brought to the get-together: toys.
“Here.” Connie produced a pair of padded hangers for Emily’s career clothing. Kim took one and hung Emily’s jacket and scarf on it. The smoldering Asian began to unbutton her blouse, but Connie stepped in front of her. “Let me help,” she said softly and slowly unfastened the buttons.
“You have such a lovely complexion,” Emily said quietly, and brushed her fingertips across Connie’s cheek.
“You have such a lovely throat,” Connie replied and leaned her head forward to kiss Emily’s pale throat. She felt the Japanese woman shiver and kissed the base of her neck as she finishing opening the blouse.
“I’ll take that,” Kim said from behind Emily, and then her hands were brushing the blouse off Emily’s shoulders. The white, seamless bra was not designed to give support and Emily didn’t need it. Her breasts were full and perfectly round, and in exquisite proportion to the rest of her curves. Within the bra, her nipples were very tiny and very hard. Connie let her fingertips graze over the encased breasts and heard Emily’s sudden gasp of pleasure.
“And I’ll take that,” Kim whispered, standing behind Emily and now pressed her lips to the silken shoulder as she unfastened the clasp of the bra. Emily leaned her head back and turn her face, Kim’s lips descended on hers hungrily. Connie kissed her way down to Emily’s breasts, pushed the loosely hanging bra down. Emily let it slide of her arms and then shivered as Connie began licking her breasts.
Connie was amazed at the firmness of Emily’s tits. They were almost hard and they were fabulously smooth. She wanted to paint them with her tongue, but that would come later. She licked and kissed her way lower, dropping to her knees. Her fingers found and undid the clasp and zipper at the back of Emily’s skirt. She slid it down the dark-stockinged legs and sighed with pleasure against the firm abdomen when she discovered the blue silk panties and the garterbelt holding up the dark stockings — also silk.
Emily stepped out of the skirt. While Connie tore herself away long enough to put the skirt neatly across the night-table, Kim turned Emily toward her and took her fully in her arms. They were still kissing hungrily, passionately, and their hands were busily exploring each other’s body.
Connie skinned out of her jeans and unbuttoned her blouse, but left it on. It was her only garment as she moved beside the two women. She slipped her hands between them and began undoing the buttons of Kim’s shirt.
“You’ve got to see her nipples,” she whispered to Emily.
Kim broke the kiss long enough to murmur, “And kiss them.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Emily sighed, her fingers frantically joining Connie’s. The last two buttons tore off the shirt, but nobody paid attention.
“You’re breasts are magnificent!” Emily gasped and dropped her mouth over Kim’s huge, swollen left nipple. Connie did the same with the right nozzle and Kim shuddered with pleasure. Kim put her hands at the backs of their heads and pulled their mouths feverishly against her heaving breasts. Connie began to lightly bite Kim’s tremendouslyengorged nipple and felt her young lover quiver.
“I c-can’t st-stand,” Kim stuttered.
“Bed,” Connie said softly. Still fastened, the trio crossed the two steps separating them from the bed. As soon as she felt the edge of the bed against the backs of her knees, Kim began a slow-motion collapse. Emily and Connie fell with her, one to either side.
The three women lay next to each other on the broad expanse of the waterbed. Connie continued her tandem suckling with Emily for a few moments, then began sliding lower on the bed, lips and fingers busy with the happy work of further inflaming the lushly curved young woman. She paused only long enough to slide Emily’s silk panties down over the garters and long, restlessly moving legs.
For a moment, Connie was presented with a quandary — whicharomatic cunt to lick first? Kim’s beautiful blonde quim was gleaming and swollen with lust — but there was Emily’s perfectly shaped pussy, with its compact tuft of straight, fine soft black hair, beckoning to her from between the narrow patches of alabaster thigh above the dark silk stockings.
The decision was made for her. With a soft moan of “I must taste you!” Emily turned and buried her face between Kim’s firm thighs, her straight black hair falling forward and presenting a stunning contrast with Kim’s milky flesh.
Connie wasted not a moment. She quickly scooted around on the bed and began kissing and caressing Emily’s taut flesh. Her lips worked their way down Emily’s beautifully arched spine while her hands wandered over her sleek flesh. She reached beneath Emily to take one tiny, pebble-hard nipple in her fingers and tweak it. She heard Emily’s moan of pleasure and felt her shudder, and pinched the nipple harder. Emily began to shake, her trim hips bucking.
Connie’s lips found Emily’s buttocks, firm and tight and arched up. She licked back and forth on the inner swells, long savoring swipes of her tongue, as she repositioned herself behind Emily. She took the Japanese woman’s hips in her hands and buried her face between her cheeks, inhaling and savoring the rich, clean fragrance. Then Connie began teasing, circular strokes of her tongue that never quite made contact with the small, pink pinhole of Emily’s anus. Connie slid her hands around further, caressing Emily’s abdomen and then stroking her pubis, just as she heard Kim’s grunts of orgasmic pleasure and felt the bed undulate with her writhing.
Connie let one finger slip lower and began caressing the hard nodule of Emily’s clitoris. Emily stiffened and pressed her ass up and back — and Connie abruptly drove her stiffened tongue against Emily’s butt-hole. Emily shuddered and Connie slipped a finger inside her cunt just in time to have the digit gripped and sucked by the contracted muscles. She was shocked at the tightness, even after Emily’s orgasm passed. The woman had a minuscule cunt!
Connie pulled away, rolled to her back, then wiggled forward between Emily’s legs and beneath her cunt. She reached up with both hands and grabbed the fine, round ass cheeks and pulled Emily’s drooling pussy down onto her mouth. Connie feasted. Emily’s taste was clean, yet, musky — rich with the aroma of a mature woman in good health and high heat. Emily’s clitoris was swollen and quite prominent, large enough for Connie to fastened her lips around it and suck, as if it were a very tiny cock. She moved lower and tried to thrust her tongue into the tight little Japanese snatch. She just barely got the tip of her tongue past the swollen labia and into Emily’s cunt when she felt the tiny pussy grip her tongue-tip and begin pulsing.
Connie could hear Kim’s wails of pleasure growing louder and more high-pitched as Emily passed on the delights Connie was providing. Connie moved her lips again to that wonderfully oversized clitoris and reached worked one hand up between Emily’s legs. As she lip-nibbled Emily’s clitoris, she worked one finger torturously into her tiny cunt, struggling to get it deeper until she finally felt the swollen nodule of nerves she sought. As she continued suckling at Emily’s clit, Connie began massaging her G-spot.
Emily froze, her inner muscles spasming, and loudly grunted against Kim’s cunt. “Uh! Uh! Uh!” Over and over, the sounds audible even above Kim’s shrieking and past the muffling of Kim’s thighs. Connie could feel the power of the guttural noises through Emily’s taut frame.
Suddenly, Emily’s belly and cunt tightened still further. Connie felt her shifting, kneeling upright and heard her loud cry: “Oh! I cannot stand it!”
A huge gush of juices suddenly was expelled from Emily’s cunt, literally flooding Connie’s hand and chin. She was shocked intomotionlessness for a moment, thinking Emily had pissed on her — and then realized it was something else, entirely, something she’d never before encountered.
Connie continued her lip and finger work and again Emily tensed and gushed on her — and then collapsed onto her side on the bed,disengaging Connie’s lips and finger. Her legs were drawn up to her chest and she clasped her knees, panting and gasping and stillshuddering with pleasure. Connie quickly rolled behind her and licked her tongue up and down the fat little muffin of Emily’s labia.
“Please, no more! No more!” Emily moaned and Connie relented.
Kim rolled to her side as Connie did and they both wrapped Emily in their arms. Kim leaned across Emily to kiss Connie, then whispered, wonderingly: “Your face is so wet!”
Connie just nodded. She and Kim continued gentling Emily with soft kisses and caress until the juicy Japanese lawyer finally relaxed and caught her breath, stretching her well-curved legs and sighing.
“I am so embarrassed!” she confessed.
“I’ve never seen that before,” Connie admitted. “Does it always happen, gushing like that?” She met Kim’s eyes. “When she came at the end, these juices just spurted out of her!”
“Please, I am sorry,” Emily said softly, half-sobbing.
“No, no — it was wonderful!” Connie insisted. “Does it always happen?”
“Only — only when the pleasure is too great and does not relent. Then I feel as if I must void my bladder — but instead, this great outpouring of juices happens. It has only happened a few times.” Her voice grew still quieter. “And only once with a man. Usually, it is with a wonderful, voracious woman.”
“It certainly makes me very hot. I almost came when you did that!”
Emily’s eyes widened at the same time Kim’s did. “We must see to Connie’s pleasures!”
“Yes!” Kim said, licking her lips. She and Emily began turning to Connie — but Connie glanced at the clock and groaned.
“No, we can’t — food’s going to be here in ten minutes. After dinner, though — promise?”
Emily giggled sweetly. “Yes — you will be our after-dinnerdessert!”
“You’re in for a treat,” Kim said. “She has an amazing tongue.”
“Oh?”
Kim smiled shyly and then slowly extended her tongue. Out — out — out — and then up till it barely touched the tip of her nose.
Connie stared and felt her juices beginning to flow even more freely. She leaned her head forward and licked the underside of Emily’s tongue.
“Dessert!” she whispered. “But first — dinner.” She rolled away, hearing her cunt squish with unsatisfied juiciness. She stood beside the bed and said, “The delivery will be soon. Come on, girls — getdressed!”
“You sound like one of the school mistresses at my boardingschool,” Emily said, laughing sweetly and languorously climbing out of the bed. Kim sighed deeply, her fabulous tits rising and falling, then sat up with the lithe ease of her youth and clambered off the bed.
Connie handed Emily one of Jerry’s big flannel shirts while Kim rebuttoned her oversized shirt. Connie pulled on a lounging robe and fastened the sash carefully; she didn’t want the delivery-man to get ideas that weren’t welcome. While Kim and Emily washed their faces and hands, Connie got out the plates and tableware. Then it was her turn to wash up — regretfully, because she loved the feel of the savory woman-sauces drying on her face and chest.
Still, she didn’t need the delivery-man getting a whiff of her sapphic adventures, either.
She rejoined Kim and Emily just as Kim was saying, ” — never met him…but I’d like to!”
Emily’s expression was one of surprise. “Connie — Kim says she has never met your husband. I would have thought he’d prefer to join the two of you!”
Connie poured herself some more wine and laughed. “It’s just not his thing, sad to say. But I have a surprise for Kim.”
“Oh?” Kim looked as if she were afraid to be hopeful.
“Remember I told you he wouldn’t refuse me anything for ouranniversary?”
Kim nodded.
“Guess what I asked for.”
Kim shrieked and threw her arms around Connie. “Oh, you’rewonderful!”
“Am I to understand correctly?” Emily queried. “For youranniversary, you asked your husband to join you and Kimberly for a tryst?”
“More like an orgy,” Connie said, just as they heard the truck pull up outside. She grabbed her wallet from the small writing desk and got to the door just as the bell rang.
The delivery-man was a tall, heavily built young man with a strong face — and busy eyes. As Connie opened the door, her leered down the front of her robe, than brazenly ogled Kim and Emily as Connie directed him to unpack the aluminum hotpack containers on the dining table.
Connie signed the receipt and strode to the door. Only when she turned did she realize he hadn’t followed her.
“Sure I can’t deliver anything else for you fine looking ladies?” He had cocked one eyebrow in what he probably thought was a devastating expression. Connie thought he looked stupid.
“Positive. Do you want a tip?”
“Hey, babe, depends. I’d like three of them.”
She opened the door. “Out.”
“Hey, what’s the problem — ”
Emily stepped toward him and assumed a karate stance. “Do not test my patience — leave!”
“Hey, I didn’t mean nothin’, just thought you ladies might enjoy having ten inches of Italian sausage.” But even as he blathered, he was backing toward the door.
As soon as he stepped through, Connie closed the door on his muttered, “Fuckin’ frigid lezzie bitches need — ”
Shaking her head, Connie stepped into the dining area with her two lovers.
“Were you really going to hit him or something?” Kim asked.
Emily smiled. “I don’t know the first thing about fighting, but most ignorant men believe all Japanese are ninja assassins, trained from birth in deadly martial arts.” Her smile faded. “It’s unfortunate he is such a pig; he could be quite attractive, otherwise.”
“‘Ten inches of Italian sausage’!” Connie repeated, shaking her head. She was setting the food onto serving dishes and the room was filling with the aroma of lasagna, veal parmigiana, chicken francesi, spaghetti, meat sauce.
“Speaking of which…” Kim said, hinting not too subtly.
Connie laughed, then explained to the bewildered Emily: “Kim is very eager to meet my husband.”
“He must be a remarkable man,” Emily said courteously.
“Actually, she’s more interested in his remarkable penis.”
“Excuse me?”
Connie doled herself spaghetti and took a piece of the veal. “Tell her, Kimberly.”
Kim, blushing, said, “I’ve always wanted to make it with a man who was really well-hung and — well, Connie’s married to one.”
“Oh?” Emily was delicately cutting into the chicken.
“Yeah, Jerry’s hung, all right,” Connie explained. She put down her fork and held her hands up about ten inches apart. “And thick as my wrist. And he knows how to use it!”
“I see,” Emily said. “And it is not painful for one as petite as you?”
Connie shrugged. “Sometimes a little, but he’s so gentle and gets me so wet that it feels great. Feels like my whole body is impaled on him.” She helped herself to some antipasto. “You must have a tough time with big dicks.” She turned to Kim. “Smallest little pussy I’ve ever seen on a grownup.”
Emily nodded. “It was, in fact, the biggest reason Pete and I stopped associating.”
“Huh?” from Connie.
“My most recent lover. We were together for almost two years. He was very well-endowed, quite similar to your description of yourhusband. He was also sweet, loving, gentle and careful. But total insertion was never achieved and always it was too difficult for me to enjoy. He was always wiling to employ other means to give me pleasure, but it became an on-going source of tension for us. That, combined with my frequent associations with women, led me to desire his sexualattentions less and less frequently.” She took a precise bite of her chicken.
“Think he’d like me?”
Emily put down her knife and fork and stared across the table at Kimberly. “He’d certainly find you sexually attractive, but such a liaison would be very difficult for me, if you and I are to continue being friends. I loved him very deeply.”
“Oh, well,” Kim said sadly. “Easy come, easy go.”
“If it was easy come,” Emily said, “he and I would still betogether.” The trio laughed.
“So — do you prefer men or women?” Connie asked.
“I prefer women, but I enjoy the strength of a man, too,” Emily said.
“Kim?”
“I dunno. I like men a lot, but seem to get along better with women.”
“What about you, Connie?”
She smiled at Emily. “Equal-Opportunity sex fiend.” She speared a piece of veal. “I love hard cock any place I can fit it, and I crave sweet lips and hard nipples. As you may have noticed.”
“Have you ever had both?” Emily asked.
“Oh, sure.” Connie laughed. “In college, I was into some pretty wild orgies. Haven’t been into it, though, since Jerry. I fantasize about it, still, and soon Kim is going to help me have it again — with Jerry!”
“But there’s nothing we can do about your favorite fantasy, hon,” Kim noted.
Connie sighed. “Still, it’ll be great.”
“What is that fantasy?” Emily asked, and reached for the wine.
“I love to get a hard one in my butt while I eat a sweet pussy.”
“But your husband is too large?”
Connie nodded. “Tried, but he wouldn’t go on with it when he saw how difficult it was for me.”
“A most remarkable and loving man.”
“You bet,” Connie agreed. “But what are your fantasies, Emily?”
“I have enjoyed all of those that are possible,” she replied.
“What are the impossible ones, then?” Kim chimed in.
Emily blushed. “Well, I would like to know what it is like to be a man, with a woman, to slide slowly into her and feel her opening to me and on my flesh.”
“Hmmmm, that’s a tough one, alright,” Kim agreed.
But Connie was looking at Emily thoughtfully. “You know, there might be a way you could get an idea of what it’s like.”
“Oh, I have simulated it using marital aids — ”
“What?” Connie asked.
“Dildos,” Emily explained.
“No, I mean another way.” She paused to wolf down another bite of veal. “It won’t be the same as having a cock, but you’ll know what it’s like to slide into a woman and feel her opening to your flesh.”
“I don’t understand,” said Emily.
“You will,” Connie said. “Later. Pass the wine?”

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Like many other stories of this nature, this is a complete work of fiction. nothing more. a story dreamed up by me at one point. please take as nothing more, and hopefully, enjoy.
I awoke that next morning, Saturday, still with Tracy in my arms, and still naked. I was a bit hazy, as the night before I’d not only had my first experience with anything sexual, i had my first experience with alcohol as well. We both lay there for a little while as the sun was starting to heat up the back of the 4 runner. There was a thick, sticky, sweaty smell in the air in our makeshift bed area from the activities of the night before. As we both were awakening, we just lay there in each others arms giving each other girly little smiles, and a few bits of giggling about what had just happened last night between us.
Our little quiet time together ended abruptly though, as we heard Tracy’s cousin, Blaire, coming out of her families trailer. We nearly jumped as we realized that we were still laying there naked togather and if she came near the truck, it would be pretty obvious what was going on! In a scrambling rush, which no doubt brought more attention via the shaking vehicle and the noise, we hunted down our pants and shirts and got dressed as fast as we could. Although at the time i didn’t think Blaire noticed anything, I think back on it now wondering if she could see anything through those tinted windows from where she was. If she did, she never said anything.
Tracy got out of the back first, followed by me, both of us nervous but giggling to each other again, hoping that no one noticed the truck shaking around. Tracy made a smart decision, leaving the back of the 4 Runner open, so that it would air out, and grabbed the two beer cans out of the back quickly and stashed them in the trash bag that was close by on our way over to the chairs where Blaire was sitting.
“Morning girls, how you feeling Cindy? hehe” she giggled noticing my obvious slight hangover from my first drinking experience.
“I’m ok, just a little blurry and still kinda tired. What time is it?” i responded
“About 7 I think” said Tracy. I was surprised, I don’t think that I’d woken up that early on a Saturday in quite awhile, I’m usually a late sleeper on weekends. I guess it could be accounted to being subject to the desert sun in the back of the truck.
“I’m gonna go down to the store and grab breakfast and take a shower, you wanna come with me? You should, you don’t smell so good haha” said Blaire, obviously making fun of the smell of sex emanating from us. Tracy and i both kinda looked at each other and blushed…. did she know what was going on? She had to by now, but aside from the joke, didn’t bring it up again.
A few miles away from our camp, was a store that doubled as a restaurant and RV stop. It had a gas station, dump station, different kinds of parts for sale for the different off road vehicles that frequented the area, and, in the back, a large bathroom/shower area, built out of cinder blocks, that was coin operated.
“I’ll grab my shower stuff, we can all share it. Grab some clean clothes and we’ll head down there in a few minutes. I’m hungry and a shower will help clear up this hangover” Blaire told us.
Tracy went over to her trailer with Blaire, and i headed back to the truck. My sister wasn’t up yet, nor was anyone that drank all night yet, but, we decided to just head out without asking anyways. We would probably be back before they woke up anyways. I went back over to the scene of my crime last night, and dug through my bag and grabbed some clean clothes, including some new panties… since last night, i still hadn’t put any on! Even though it felt kinda dirty and fun to not wear any underwear, i thought it was be a good idea to put some back on and feel a little more normal for the time being.
After i grabbed my things, I walked over to the little UTV that we had been riding around in last night with Blaire, and waited for them to come out. Tracy came out first and came up to me.
Without even saying anything, she walked up next to me, and kissed me, right in broad daylight! I was surprised, but kissed back, if only for the 3 seconds that it lasted before she broke it off.
“Blaire’s still inside digging around for her stuff. I wanted to do that before she came out” she said smiling at me. A good thing she didn’t kiss me longer, because only a few seconds after, Blaire came out carrying her bag of stuff. She hopped in her usual previous position at the drivers seat, and Tracy and I jumped into our same spots as before. She started up the little Rhino, and we took off down the trail.
It was different Driving around in the daytime than at night. This only being my first time in the desert, it was definitely an experience seeing it in the daylight as we followed the trail down to the store a few miles away. It wasn’t a busy weekend, we only saw one small group of kids riding around on their quads on our way to the store. We crossed the highway, pulled into the parking lot, and after turning off the Rhino and grabbing our stuff, we hopped out.
“You guys want to take a shower first? I’d rather get cleaned up before we head into the restaurant looking all nasty” Blaire said.
Tracy and I just nodded in agreement, and followed her to behind the main building where the cinder block building stood that was the coin-op showers. We walked in, it wasn’t the nicest type of shower that I’d seen, just basically a cinder block building with concrete floors, some benches, and severral stalls for the showers, separated by, you guessed it, more cinder block walls, and some simple doors. I was kinda glad that we were the only ones there, I was still a little shy about this whole public showering thing, even after my antics the night before with Tracy.
“Hey Cindy, can you check how much the showers cost? I just realized that I didn’t bring much change and I want to make sure we have enough” said Blaire
“Um, looks like $1.25 for 5 minutes, and then another 25 cents for every additional minute” I replied.
“Shit… I only brought $3, that’s not really enough for all of us to have a decent shower…” Blaire said. My first thought was to just say “Well me and Tracy could just share a shower”, but I knew that would sound a little weird. So I just waited for Blaire or Tracy to come up with a solution.
“Well, I guess we could all just share one, we’re all girls here” Blaire came back with. Now, one part of me was really excited about this idea, to shower with Tracy like I wanted to, but also with Blaire, she was really pretty and seeing her naked would be exciting. But, another part of me was a little nervous, being naked in front of Blaire, she would probably figure out that with my almost non-existent chest, and now in the light, clearly no pubic hair, and NOT from shaving like Tracy had earlier covered for me by saying, that I was definitely a bit younger than I had been putting on to be.
“Yeah I guess that would be ok. I don’t mind” Tracy said while looking over at me, and smiled. “You ok with that Cindy?”
“Yeah no big deal” I said, kind of shyly. With that, Blaire grabbed her shower stuff that we would be sharing, and we all got into the shower. Blaire, showing no hint of shyness at all, was the first to start stripping down, while Tracy and I were a little slower and a bit more reserved while we took off our clothes. In only a few seconds, we were all naked, hanging our clothes over the door next to our towels that we brought. Blaire put the money in the control box, and turned the shower on. She put all the money in at once, to give us the most time possible, a whole 12 minutes worth. The shower came on, and we were hit all at once with cold water. All three of us jumped and squealed the typical little girl scream that you would expect from an 11 year old, 13 year old and 14 year old. The water warmed up in a few seconds though, and we got on with trying to share the water between the 3 of us. It was no easy task trying to share the shower between us, we were constantly bumping into each other and rubbing up against each other. Tracy and I tried to mostly keep the rubbing to each other, as we were obviously comfortable with that. Every time Blaire would get her turn under the water and be looking away from us, her and I would trade grabs to each others asses and boobs, trying not to giggle or arise suspicion, but get in a little fun while we were naked. While we did these quick actions to each other, we didn’t notice that Blaire had actually noticed several times. Then, right when i had been trying to get a finger up Tracy’s little ass and she was squirming trying to stop me and stay quiet… Blaire spun around and looked directly at us.
Tracy and I both stood there a little stunned from being caught… I didn’t even take my hand from between her ass cheeks, when Blaire moved up to me, and quickly placed her hand behind my head and pulled my face to hers, kissing me. Now I was REALLY shocked. I didn’t know what to do, kiss her back? Tracy was right there! To my further surprise, I felt another hand on me, Tracy’s. Her left hand reached around and started rubbing my ass, while her right hand was all over her cousin. Now, I knew that they had done stuff togather before, but this I did not expect. After only a few seconds though, I succumbed, and started kissing back at Blaire as passionately as I had with Cindy only hours before. My hand, still on Tracy’s ass, resumed it’s previous mission at trying to get a finger up her little ass. My other hand, however, had moved on to new territory. One thing that was the clear difference between the likes of myself and Tracy, and that of her older cousin… was that Blaire had tits. Not huge by any means, but much larger than the mosquito bumps on our chests. That’s where my left hand started to explore while i was kissing Blaire, with Tracy kissing her cousins neck, and moving down to her chest. Tracy began sucking on Blaire’s left boob, while I was squeezing and kneading the right one with my hand.
My right hand however, was now much more successful in it’s journey up Tracy’s butt. My finger was now all the way as far as I could get it up her ass, and I started slowly drawing it in and out, resulting in a bit of moaning into Blaire’s tits from Tracy.
The kissing broke off between Blaire and I, she just stared into my eyes, moved her hand from the back of my head, and placed it between my legs. I gave off a small whimper, and removing my hand from her right tit, replaced it with my mouth, moving my left hand around her to her ass. I don’t know why I’d already become an ass girl, but as much as I was beginning to love pussy, I was even more fascinated with ass.
Now our faces pressed together, and both our hands groping Blaire’s ass, Tracy and I were assaulting Blaire’s tits with our tongues lips and teeth. My finger in Tracy’s tight little hole was moving faster, and Blaire’s hand on my pussy was getting much more aggressive. Her fingers, not much bigger than my own tiny fingers, were furiously going back and forth on my little slit, in a very successful attempt at stimulating my 11 year old clit.
In a bold attempt by my normally shy and quiet self, I started heightening the level of stimulation that my left hand was having on Blaire’s ass. In a swift motion, my hand slipped right between her slippery and soapy ass cheeks, and my middle finger hit right on target into her asshole. Blaire jumped a little but didn’t attempt at all to stop me. I guess her and her cousin were both in the ass category with me! Now, with both hands working the same job of ass-fingering, we were all in very high states of heavy breathing-extacy. In only a short amount of time, I was nearing orgasm from Blaire’s hand on my little mound, and I was almost ready to bite her nipple off. I didn’t of course, but I could tell from her starting to moan that I was having quite an effect on her. With my own orgasm starting to hit, my fingers in these cousins asses were at full steam. Tracy broke away from sucking on her cousins tit, and was now focusing all her efforts on her own little pussy with her hand, while leaning her face on my shoulder. ALL of us were becoming lost in pleasure, it’s a very lucky thing looking back now that no one else walked into that shower, we would have been obviously caught in the act!
Although we were past orgasm now, we all still clung together while we leaned up against the rough, wet cinder block wall still under the shower. We all passed small kisses between each other for a minute, when I finally looked over at the timer showing that we only had about 30 seconds left of water.
“Crap!” i spurted out “the showers almost out of time we better hurry up”.
With that, we all quickly regained our senses, finishing up what small shower tasks we hadnt yet accomplished, namely putting conditioner in our hair being that Blaire had caught me and Tracy while we were all rinsing shampoo out of our hair.
We finished up the shower in only a few seconds before the shower had run out of time, and turned off. We all grabbed for our towels and shared smiles at each other, a little embarrassed but really excited about the threesome we had just enjoyed together. As fun as it was, we were all still needing more, but would have to wait. We got out of the shower stall, and moved into the change area where we put on our clothes and combed out our hair together. We all were finally done, and putting our sandals on and grabbing our bags, we walked out the front of the shower building, and walked around the other building to the front, entering the restaurant.
We sat down at a table in the corner, only 3 of 7 total customers at that point. A waitress came up to us shortly, and we ordered our food and drinks.
“Soooo, that was fun right?” asked Blaire, who shared a smirk with us while we all looked at each other for a moment before erupting in a group pre-teen giggle. Under the table, Tracy put her hand on my leg, out of sight from anyone that could see of course, and was lightly stroking up and down my bare legs.
“Well, I guess this changes our weekend, I just hope we don’t get carried away at some point and get caught” Blaire continued. “But we gotta do this more this weekend. We should try to keep it down today though, until tonight when we can go out on another trip in the Rhino in the dark. I know a nice sandy spot about a mile from camp that no one will bug us at”
“Sound good” said Tracy “I know you probably already know but me and Cindy were already having fun last night, there’s some stuff we did that you HAVE to do with us”
“Oh really? Cindy, your not quite the cute little shy girl I thought you were. But yeah, I knew something was going on last night when you were gone so long last night. I just didn’t think it was gonna be more than making out, I had no idea you two were such little sluts!” said Blaire looking at both of us. “And Cindy, i know your trying to act older and more mature, but my parents already told me you were coming out and I’ve known the whole time that your only 11. It’s ok. When I was 10 I was coming out here, and there was this 14 year old girl that I would fool around with that we camped with. It’s actually a bit of a turn on to me.”
“I just didn’t want you girls to think I was some lame little kid and treat me different. I’ve never been out here before and I knew my sister would end up getting drunk with some guy and ignoring me most of the weekend.” I replied.
We got our food a few minutes after that, ate, and then headed back to camp. The rest of the day was alot of fun but much more toned down. Someone had some quads that they were too hungover to ride much, and let Tracy and I ride them around a little. For most of the day, we had a good time just being young girls, riding the bikes around, laughing, getting tanned in the warm desert sun. I met some more of my sisters friends, most of them were her age or a few years older. The guy that she met was pretty cool but treated me like I was more of a daughter to her and not a younger sister. So i didn’t really talk to him much. It was clear throughout the day though that everyone got along good and it certainly wouldnt be the last time that I would be brought out. I also found out something that I figured I should have asked much earlier, I found out that Tracy and Blaire lived in the same town as me, just went to different schools. My sister and their parents even agreed that since we seemed to be making such good friends, that they would bring us over to hang out together once in awhile. Score!
As much fun as I had just had with Blaire, it was really Tracy that I was starting to get girlfriend feelings for. Even while we were both sucking on her cousins tits that morning, I was already getting a little jealous knowing of all the times before that Blaire had gotten to fool around with Tracy. But, the small bit of jealousy aside, I was still really eager for that sun to go down, and for another night of sneaking Coors lights from my sister and her friends, and another ride in the Rhino to that nice sandy spot that Blaire had talked about earlier.
After hours of waiting patiently though, the sun did of course go down, and with that, predictably, the camp locals were well on their way to drinking themselves silly. Blaire and Tracy meanwhile, were busy skillfully sneaking a beer or two at a time and hiding them in the Rhino for our trip that was about to take place. It was obvious now that they must do this often on desert trips, they looked like they were already old hands at it. Around 8, we all decided it was time. Blaire, being the oldest of course, asked if it was ok if we went out again for a ride, to which, as predicted, they readily agreed, probably feeling a little excited even that they could tone-up the conversation to more adult themes without worry of our young ears overhearing. If they only knew!
And so we were off. Down the trail that it seemed Blaire knew all too well. She drove with an obvious extra enthusiasm, driving probably twice as fast as we had the night before, obviously eager to get there and get our already moistening pussy’s satisfied. As we drove, we threw caution to the wind, as all three of us were already at least halfway through our first beer, of which we brought enough so that we could each have a few. We all finished before we even got to the spot, Tracy and myself chugging as much as we could for the kind of fun that we knew we both enjoyed, hoping that Blaire would be up to enjoying that kind of fun with us.
We finally arrived at the spot. It was perfect, flat and soft sand, cliffs all around us, with only this small off-shoot of a trail leading in, we parked the vehicle so that it would also act as a blocker to our activities, just on the small chance that someone else made thier way down this trail, we needed some cover.
We jumped out eagerly, and wasting no time at all, Tracy and I were already throat deep on each others tongues, our hands moving over each others bodies with enthusiasm that we hadn’t yet shown, obviously we were both extremely eager to get each other off after waiting the entire day. Her hands were in no time, busy unbuttoning my shorts, and ripping them and my panties off in one quick motion. I stepped out of them without even looking down, and was working on pulling her shirt up while she moved to unbuttoning her own shorts. In only a minute, her and I were already completely naked, giving Blaire a show of us sucking face and molesting each other with our hands.
Blaire meanwhile, had opened another beer, and while holding her beer in one hand, had another down her pants while she watched the two of us get down to it.
“oh god that’s so damn hot” she said ” I wish I would have followed you two out last night, I had no idea what I missing out on”.
we continued kissing, smiling over at Blaire for a minute before Tracy took the initiative, and got on her knees in the soft sand, putting her face between my legs while i leaned up against the Rhino and looked over at Blaire, who’s hand was very busy in her pants.
“Tracy came out from between my legs for a second, and said “You haven’t even seen the half of it, Cindy, show Blaire what we did last night”.
I was only confused for a second before I realized why she had her mouth open a few inches from my pussy… she wanted me to piss in her mouth again. The water I had pounded earlier, along with the beer that I pounded on the way here definitely helped here, and in only a few short seconds I began peeing full stream. I let out a moan as I started going, and looked over at Blaire, who had an amazing look of shock on her face to what we were doing, but who’s hand was still very very busy working on herself.
“Oh my god, you drink each others pee! thats so hot!” she exclaimed. “I wanna try it!”
Taking a que, I stopped peeing mid stream to make sure that I had enough for Blaire to try, while Tracy, mouth still wide open and slightly overflowing with my piss, closed her mouth and swallowed my piss in one big gulp, then wiping my little hairless slit with her tounge for a minute, before moving over for Blaire to take her place.
Blaire, who was busy taking her clothes off, hesitated for a minute but got down on her knees nervously, put her mouth against my pussy, and closed her eyes. I let the flow continue in a torrent into her mouth, giving her no slack to get used to it. She kinda coughed for a second, getting pee all over her tits and face and my inner thighs, to which me and Tracy gave off a small laugh, but she kept up on it and started swallowing. Tracy got up while I was still peeing in her cousins mouth, and started kissing me and rubbing my little bumps on my chest. I could taste my own pee on her tongue, which, unsurprisingly, actually tasted kinda like beer. As Blaire continued drinking, she reached up her hands behind me and started squeezing my little ass cheeks. I finished peeing though, but she continued her oral assault on my pussy while I made out more with Tracy. Now leaning forward on her knees, her ass was sticking up in the air when Tracy broke the kiss between us, and moved behind her cousin, getting down on her own knees. She gave me a little grin, which i returned, before spreading open her cousins ass cheeks as wide as she could, and stuck her tongue up her ass.
I felt the attempt at a moan come from Blaire’s mouth into my pussy, which was actually very nice. She obviously was quite surprised at the action but obviously liked it. Feeling a little bold, I put my hands on the sides of her head while she ate me out.
After a few minutes of this though, I decided it was my turn to get some ass action. I pulled her head away from my pussy momentarily, and turned around, spreading my ass cheeks open for her. Her hands went on top of mine, and she obviously got the idea.
“You girls are so fucking dirty, I love it” Blaire said before she dove her tongue into my ass.
I let out a very loud moan, something I’d wanted to do the last two days but hadn’t really had the opportunity to yet. She continued tonguing my ass for several minutes, something I’d been hoping for all day. Her cousin meanwhile, had upped the ante, and had added a finger up Blaire’s pussy to her anal tounging. But, after a few minutes, it was obviously time to switch it up.
“Stick something up my butt Blaire?” I said, feeling very turned on by talking dirty. Without responding, she stuck her fingers in her mouth for a second, getting them really wet, and then pushed her pointer finger against my butthole, and her middle finger against my pussy. Being ever so gentle, she slowly pushed her little digits up into me, wriggling up further and further until she bottomed out her finger as deep as it would go. I was breathing so heavy now, I REALLY needed to get off. She slowly got into the motion of fingering my holes in and out. After only about a minute, my tight little holes loosened up just a little bit enough to allow more motion and more speed. Now i really started getting hot. I was inches from only the 4th orgasm of my life, and it was definitely building to be the biggest one yet, no doubt from the double penetration and the taste of my own pee still on my lips. Only seconds later, I came.
“oh god Blaire don’t stop don’t stop!” i cried “fuck my ass harder!” I was amazed at my own words, never being one to talk very dirty, a whole new side of me was clearly developing. All I wanted to be was these girls little lesbo slut. To be licked, penetrated, pissed on, and return the favor as much as I could.
I was completely weak, i could barely stand, and I fell to the sand with the other two girls. Tracy was still working her cousin up to her own orgasm. My senses coming back, I brought my face to Blaire’s and started kissing her, cupping a breast with one hand, and pinching and twisting its nipple. It was only seconds after that, when Blaire came, Soaking Tracy’s hand with her cum, which Tracy eagerly brought to her own mouth and cleaned off.
I kept kissing Blaire for another minute as she recovered, but it was Tracy’s turn to get off. I looked over at her gorgeous little 13 year old naked body, as she stood up and moved towards me knowing exactly what she wanted me to do. I broke off my kiss from Blaire, but didn’t move far. I opened my mouth, and put it only an inch from her bald little pussy. Without a word, I knew what was coming, and she began peeing in my mouth as I had done to her only a few minutes ago. Blaire looked over at my actions, with eyes of pure, 14 year old lust that couldn’t be misunderstood as anything else. To give her a little more of a show, I pulled my head back a few inches, letting there be a long stream between her pussy and my mouth. Tracy saw that my mouth was filling faster than i could swallow, and stopped her stream. To her surprise though, I didn’t swallow it. With a mouthful of piss, I turned my face to Blaire, grabbed her behind the head, and pulled her face to mine. She was not surprised at all, I can only guess that she was thinking the same thing I was the whole time. Our mouths met, and as soon as her mouth opened I let it all into her mouth, so she could share in her younger cousins piss. We made out for a few seconds passing the piss between us, when Blaire broke it off and traded places with me on Tracy’s pussy. Tracy took no time in continuing to relieve herself into Blaire’s mouth, who was literally sucking the pee out of Tracy’s pussy. While this went on, I got up and moved behind Tracy, so that i could get to her cute little butt. While still pissing in her cousins mouth, she got what I was working for, and lifted one of her legs up and placed it on the tire of the Rhino. It was a bit crowded between her legs, so Blaire backed off a little, letting the stream splash around in her mouth a few inches back, giving me plenty of room to move up into her ass full force. i wasted no time, going straight for the gold full force. My tongue, within seconds, was all the way up her eager little butthole. She, like me, had spent the last 2 sessions with holding her cries of pleasure, but not anymore. She made what almost seemed like an extra effort to be extra loud with her moaning.
“Oh yes Cindy, stick your tongue up my ass. mmmmm. fuck my ass with your tongue you 11 year old little slut” cried Tracy.
The dirty words and being called a slut only encouraged me to work harder on her ass. I was busy sucking and licking away while Tracy finally finished pissing. Blaire, with a mouthful of pee, stood up, and began making out with her cousin, just as her and I had only a minute ago, swapping the pee back and forth between their mouths. While still making out, she moved her hand down and began working on giving Tracy her turn in the orgasm club for tonight. In no time at all, her fingering had Tracy moaning into Blaire’s mouth, and flexing her little anal ring on my tongue. Only a minute into her fingering, Tracy was already on the brink, and really began squeezing down on my tongue with her ass, and pulling her cousins face tightly to hers, still savoring her own piss in her cousins mouth. It was all too much for Tracy though and she quickly began her orgasm, moaning loudly into her cousins mouth.
After she was done, we all leaned against the little rhino, still reeling from the actions we’d just performed on each other. We had a light embrace with each other while we recovered, Tracy in the middle of Blaire and I. I laid my head up against Tracy, and kissed her on the neck.
We stood there for several minutes, not wanting to go back to camp and resume our secrecy that we had to keep up with everyone else. We drank another beer each, enjoying just being naked under the full moon in the soft desert sand with the warm air blowing on us lightly, before we finnally put our clothes back on, and slowing made our way back to camp.
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A night of seduction

God, work sucks, I’m pretty sure just about everyone would agree with me when I say work stresses me the hell out. As I drive home from work the only thing holding me together is the thoughts of the beautiful girl waiting on me at home. As my stress levels grow my thoughts go back to her. As I pull into the driveway I notice the porch light is on and smile to myself, I taught her well. I turn my car off and step out. My black heel hits the concrete with a loud clicking noise. I love the sound heels make on concrete, especially when a beautiful girl is wearing them.
As I walk up to the porch and turn my key in the lock I take a deep breath in anticipation of the night ahead of me. I open the door and there standing before me, just as she should be, is my beautiful angel, Lexis. Her eyes on the floor, there is a small hint of a smile on her lips. She greets me with a simple “good evening Mistress” and I smile.
I run my hand down her cheek. God this girl is so beautiful, she has long dark hair, piercing green eyes, and a perfect body (34B breasts and a tight little ass). I wonder sometimes how she doesn’t see just how beautiful she really is. As I look her over I see the red marks on her wrists left from the games we played the night before. I bite my lip as my thoughts wander briefly. I tell her to go upstairs and run my bath and a soft reply of “yes Mistress” is all I hear, and I watch her swing her hips as she goes upstairs. I smile to myself, thinking she’s being a bit brave today, and follow her upstairs.
When I walk into the bathroom I see a full view of her sexy ass and glistening wet pussy as she bends over the tub stirring around the water. I stand in the doorway, smiling and I know she senses me watching her so she bends over even more. I tell her to get her tight little ass over here and undress me and she jumps at the harshness in my voice. Once she looks at me smiling I can see her relax. She doesn’t want me angry. I feel her fingertips caress my skin as she undresses me, slowly pulling my shirt over my head, running her fingers down my arm. She unclasps my bra and pulls it off, exposing my hard erect nipples and my 34C tits. She reaches around from my back and undoes the button on my pants, running her hands over my stomach softly. She leans down and pulls my pants and thong off in one simple tug. She kisses the back of my thigh where it meets my ass, a simple touch that drives me wild. She stands up and offers a hand to help me into the tub. As I sit down she kneels beside the tub, reaching in and grabbing soap. She slowly washes my legs, up to my stomach. I let out a heavy sigh as her hands massage my tits and back down my stomach. I relax and think of the many things I would love to be doing to my beautiful slave right now, but the night’s young, and it’s more fun to let her anticipate my touch.
When she’s done washing me I tell her to let the water out andstand up. She grabs a towel and dries my body, legs up. Every once in a while her skin touches mine, giving me goose bumps. I tell her to go pick me out some clothes and she hurries off, coming back with her favorite black leather thong and corset. As I slip it on she fastens it, and I turn and look at her, getting lost in her big green eyes. I grab her by the wrist and drag her to the bedroom, throwing her on to the bed and straddling her, pinning her hands above her head. I kiss along her neck, nibbling a little and across her collarbone. She sighs and relaxes against my body. I reach up for cuffs and as I do she flips me over onto my back, saying, “Tonight, Mistress you’re going to be my dirty little slut and you’re going to beg me for release.”
I tell her she had better uncuff me, and she just smiles. She says she’ll take the beating for one night to show her mistress pure bliss. She blindfolds me and cuffs my ankles, stripping me of my corset. She reaches into my bedside table and pulls out a feather. At the first touch of it my whole body tenses. I’m so ticklish it’s pure torture. She runs it around my erect nipples, and I moan in response.
She runs it down my stomach, and I laugh and shudder in response. She stops and I feel her hot breath on my clit and I moan softly. She runs the feather over my pussy lips, not touching my hard, erect clit. My cunt is dripping wet and I’m burning with desire. She leans down and runs her tongue from my dripping cunt to my throbbing clit. I let out a loud moan and she giggles. She leans down and whispers in my ear, asking me who the dirty little slut is now, and I moan and beg her for more. “I’m your dirty little slut, please touch me, I need your touch.”
Then the soft hum of a vibe fills my ears, and my body tenses. She warns me not to climax as she moves my thong to the side and slams the vibe hard inside me. She moves my panties back over to hold it inside me as I beg her to fuck me, to fuck her dirty slut. A sweet no is all I hear – she tells me to enjoy my vibe while she showers. She tells me if I cum, I’ll be punished and I hear water running. I’m lost in ecstasy as the vibe hums away, tormenting me. I’m not sure how long she left me but as soon as I hear the water turn off my body tenses.
I feel her body next to mine and then I feel her on top of me, lowering herself onto my mouth. She tells me to beg her to let me lick her cunt like the dirty little slut I am. The smell of her is intoxicating and I begin to beg her to let me taste her, let me pleasure her. She shoves herself onto my face and I start tongue fucking her the best I can as she rocks her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit on my nose. She tastes so good, and my body is on fire for her touch. I lick and tongue fuck her like I wish she would do to me. I can tell she’s getting close to her climax because her movements become desperate. I taste her cum as I feel her squeeze my tongue. She pulls my hair and screams.
She tells me to clean up my mess, and I start desperately licking her pussy clean. She lifts up and looks at me, telling me I look sexy with her pussy juices all over my face. I start begging her to touch me, to let me cum, my whole body is screaming for release. She reaches down, takes out the vibe, and rips off my thong. She leans down and slowly licks my nipples, taking one into her mouth and pinching the other. She kisses down my stomach and along my hips, teasing me by blowing on my clit. I scream and beg her to please fuck her dirty slut, that I need release. She runs her tongue along my pussy lips, being careful not to touch my clit, and comments on how wet I am, calling me a dirty cunt. I moan in frustration and she slams her fingers inside me, nibbling my thighs and licking my clit, taking it into her mouth and licking and flicking it.
I shudder and my body screams for release. She tells me to cum all over her fingers like a good little cunt and I let go, wave after wave of release washes through me and I scream. She unties me and keeps fingering me with one hand, as two, three, four orgasms wash through me. As she slows my body collapse and I sigh. I pull her against me, holding her close. She tells me how much she loves me and I tell her how I couldn’t live without her. Just as I’m about to fall asleep I whisper in her ear, telling her how I think I can overlook the punishment this once. I hear her sigh and she presses herself even tighter against me.

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Experimenting

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Things get wild in Africa. Pt 2.

I pushed a finger into each of their pussy slits and immediately found that I didn’t need to do anything else. The furious bumping of the jeep was quite enough to bounce the girls up and down on my fingers. It was such a pounding that it wasn’t long before each girl was approaching their climax.

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Sasha and Clair

I was worn to a frazzle. My 7-year old twin boys were driving me up the wall now that school was ou