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A birthday present
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A BIRTHDAY PRESENT
BY OMNI GIRL
He was young - only 17. He'd been my waiter at lunch, at the
busy restaurant in the museum I'd been wandering through. He had
the look of an artist, or a musician. Tall (over six feet) and
very slim - almost skinny, in fact - with long black hair combed
straight back from his forehead and falling over his collar in
back. During the course of the meal, I discovered that it was his
birthday - and that he was very attracted to me. The first piece
of information came tumbling out of him in conversation. The
second was in his eyes.
As luck would have it, I was his last table of the day. I
wonder how I would have arranged it, otherwise. All I know is that
I would have thought of something. I left the restaurant and
walked back to a display from which I could watch the entrance.
He would have to walk by me to leave the museum. When he did, I
timed my stroll to "coincidentally" cross his path.
He looked at me in pleased surprise.
][ PAUSE ][ "Oh, hello, John," I said. "Going off to celebrate your
birthday, I guess. What's on the agenda for tonight?"
"Nothing, I'm afraid," he answered. "I just moved to New York
and I have no friends here to speak of. I'll probably have dinner
somewhere and spend the evening at home."
"That's terrible!" I said, blessing my guardian angel. "I
don't think anyone should be alone on their birthday! Oh, by the
way, my name's Michelle."
It only took a few minutes. I was easy to manipulate the
conversation, first to things he might do, then to movies he liked,
and finally to a movie we were both interested in. Before he knew
it, he was going to meet me at a theater near my apartment.
At the theater, he was warm and bubbling with energy. At 32,
I was almost twice his age - but it didn't seem to matter to him.
Of course, I like to think that I don't look my age at all (maybe
25, at the outside!) but it was still wonderful to see that he paid
o attention to it at all.
We made a striking couple. He had changed into the regulation
downtown uniform of black pants with a big, full-cut black shirt
and black boots. I wore a black leather mini and an off-the-
shoulder black mohair sweater. With my heels, I was almost on a
par with his 6'5" height. We were the center of attention in the
waiting line.
+ PAUSE + I hardly remember the movie. What I remember is him buying
me popcorn and keeping up a steady stream of chatter as we waited
for the show to start. Then, in the dark, that electrifying
instant when his arm brushed my thigh, and all of a sudden
everything changed.
The air was charged with sexuality. I could FEEL him in the
dark - feel his attention on me. His arm, on the armrest against
mine, seemed to reach out for me. I let my legs lean to the left,
toward him, and felt his knee brush mine as he changed position.
He stayed there, not moving his leg, for the longest time - and I
oved it!
We left the movie in a different mood than we had been in
earlier. There was a charge to the air, an expectation, that
hadn't been there before. I invited him back to my apartment and
cooked him a quick pasta primavera for his birthday. After dinner,
we sat together on the couch and drank our coffee. I could feel
that he wanted to make some kind of a move - but he was too
inexperienced and nervous to figure out what to do.
I excused myself to go to the bathroom. While in there, I
freshened my makeup and fixed my hair. I knew exactly what I
wanted to do - and I was surprised to find my heart pounding like
a schoolgirl's as I returned to the living room.
"I have a birthday present for you, John," I said, as I
][ PAUSE ][ entered the room.
"Oh, no, Michelle, I couldn't accept anything from you!
You've been so nice already - it's too much!"
"I think you'll find this is perfect - at least I hope so!"
I said, as I walked over to the couch. Kneeling down in front of
im, between his long, sprawled-out legs, I began to unbuckle his
belt.
His eyes were wide in surprise. I could tell that he couldn't
believe what was happening. In a moment, his pants were unzipped
and I was tugging them down from his waist. He woke up enough,
then, to raise his hips, and I hooked my index fingers in the
waistband of his briefs and pulled everything down at once.
I had known, from little glimpses I'd caught of his crotch
during the day together, that he was far from small - but my heart
was in my throat as his lowered briefs exposed the cock beneath
them. It was magnificent! Over eight inches long, and really
thick, it was like nothing I had ever had before! It sprang free
of it's confinement and stood up like an arrow, pointing toward his
chin.
I desperately wanted it - but I took the extra moment, teasing
both myself and him, to remove his shoes, socks, pants and
underpants. Then I had him in front of me, naked from the waist
own. The butterflies I had in my stomach earlier had tr y lips were still
$ PAUSE $ pressed against him, I opened them and stuck just the tip of my tongue out, to
lick him from just
below the head up to the opening in the center. I felt the little
jerk as his partially-erect cock jumped with pleasure.
I continued to tease both of us, by licking back and forth
like that. I felt his cock GROWING - getting even longer and
thicker as I played with him, and becoming steel-hard underneath
that silky-soft skin. I began to lick around the head in a
circular motion, my tongue giving special attention to that little
flap of skin under the front of the head. Each time the tip passed
over that little, secret place, his cock jumped in excitement.
Drawing my head back so that I could see all of his beautiful
prick, I took it in both hands at once. I stroked him for a
moment, and looked up to see his eyes riveted on my hands, watching
them pulling the skin up and back - the right one (on top)
ccasionally rubbing over the head.
"Your hands are so beautiful," he said. "They look so sexy
wrapped around my cock!"
When he said "cock", it was like the word went THROUGH me -
just the sound of it sent shivers through my body. I smiled up at
him, looking straight into his eyes.
"If you think my HANDS look good wrapped around your cock,"
I said, "wait'll you see what my LIPS look like!"
) PAUSE ( I continued to look straight into his eyes, and bent forward.
Holding him in my right hand, and gently cupping his balls in my
left, I opened my mouth and mouth! And my jaw began to ache almost
immediately, from having to keep
my mouth so far open.
I looked up at him frequently, from my vantage point between
his legs. His eyes almost never left me, which was wonderful!
Most men close their eyes for as much as half of a blowjob - and
I like to see them looking at me. I like it when they comment on
how it turns them on to watch. And he did that! It was obvious
hat he'd been given head a few times before, but not in the way
I was doing it to him now.
To give my jaws a rest, I reluctantly drew my head back up off
his cock and began to kiss and lick him in a trail down the front.
When I got to his balls, I carefully took one of them in my mouth
and rolled it around gently with my tongue while I continued to
stroke him with my right hand. That really set him off - he began
to moan and to thrust hard with his hips, fucking my hand hard.
So I took the other ball in too, and got a grip on his cock with
BOTH hands and started to really stroke hard. His movements got
more and more wild - then suddenly I heard him mumble almost
unintelligably "Just a little bit more" and I knew I was too close
to the end! So I just stopped.
*PAUSE* He was in agony! I didn't intend to stop permanently - just
long enough to allow him to get his breath back. I just didn't
want the experience of sucking him to end so quickly, that's all.
I finally got him to understand that, and he relaxed a little bit.
ow, I was sure that the only oral sex he'd had was with relatively
inexperienced girls in high school (and I later found out I was
right).
Once he realized that there was no hurry, as far as I was
concerned, and that I really LOVED what I was doing - and that all
we had to do to make the pleasure last was to bring him up to the
edge and then rest for a moment - he was happy to go on letting me
eat him for about forty minutes or so. I revelled in it. I had
such a young, hard, BIG cock to play with that I didn't want
anything else. I knew I'd be taken care of later, so I just gave
myself over to sucking him.
At one point, after sucking his balls again, I put my head
down deep between his legs and began to lick his asshole. As I
held his balls out of the way with my left hand, rolling them
around in the sack, and jerked his big prick with my right, I ran
my tongue around and over his puckered ass - and finally stiffened
t as much as I could and pushed it a little ways in. That drove
him nuts! At first he tried to get me to stop (probably shocked
that someone would want to lick his ass) but then he gave in to it
% PAUSE % - and I nearly lost him there, for a moment!
Finally, though, we got to the point where he wouldn't stop.
At the end, he just refused to let me back off from his cock. He
held my head down with BOTH of his hands and began to fuck my
mouth! His cock was too big for me to take that - he began,
unintentionally, to hurt the back of my throat with his thrusts.
Finally, I was able to get up off him for a moment, and I told him
to calm down. I explained that, if he'd let me, I'd bring him off
better than anything he had ever felt. He apologised, and looked
so sheepish that I had to laugh - and he thought that I was making
fun of him. For a minute, I thought we'd lose the moment - but he
was too interested in cumming for that, thank God!
I got a good grip on him with both hands, my left down near
is balls and my right up under the head. I'm no small woman, and
I had BOTH hands full of cock at this point. I took his head and
a couple of inches of his cock into my mouth and rested my mouth
against the back of my right hand, then started to jerk him off
with both hands at once - with my mouth keeping time and staying
right against my hand.
He started to fuck really hard, and I knew that we were nearly
there. I kept watching him as I sucked. I wanted to see the look
on his face when he shot! He was still looking at me, but his eyes
were strangely unfocussed - like he was seeing me and not seeing
-= PAUSE =- me at the same time.
When it happened, there was no warning at all! He just
groaned really loud - and the cum started flooding my mouth! I
couldn't believe how much there was. At the same moment, his eyes
SNAPPED into focus, and he was staring at me - watching every
movement.
The first couple of shots actually filled my mouth up! I
anted him to see everything, so I tried NOT to swallow for a
minute, so that I could give him a good show - but that didn't work
at all! I finally HAD to swallow, because the cum kept pouring out
of him! I had remembered that young men frequently have a lot, but
I couldn't believe this! For the first time, I had cum dripping
down my chin and my neck because I COULDN'T keep up with the flow!
As he got toward the end of his orgasm, but was still shooting, I
pulled my head back and drew my mouth off his cock. Opening it up
so that he could SEE the mouthfull I still had, I continued to
stroke his cock with my hands. The shots continued with enough
force to arc into my mouth - and a couple landed on my cheek, which
I loved! This was the first time I had ever given a blowjob the
way I had dreamed of doing it! He watched the cum landing on my
face in fascination, and I could tell that he LOVED that and the
way I looked, smiling up at him with a mouthfull of his sperm!
When it was finally over, I held him gently in my left hand,
[0;36;40;1m) PAUSE ( feeling the big cock shrinking rapidly. I stroked him lightly, and
gently ran my thumb over the still-soaking head, while I used my
right hand to wipe the cum off my chin and cheek and licked up
every drop! He watched in fascination, and later told me that I
had made real one of his most frequent fantasies. He thought I did
it for him - but it was definitely for both of us!
When it was over, he was like a puppy - all tail-wagging and
grateful. When he asked what he could do for me, I just stood up,
smiled, and led him into the bedroom. By the next morning, I had
been more than paid back!!
Which G-file (Q=Quit) ? 57
The maid.
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Karen was a lovely young lass of 19 years old. Her parents had scrapped up
just enough money for her to go to maid's school,and she was looking for her
first assignment. Little did she know of the lessons she was about to learn
ut of school... When you're 19,you think you know everything,and in fact she
did experience more than most girls her age, but not what she was about to
experience.
She arrived for her first job interview at the J.T. Wigglesworth personel
agency 20 minutes early that Thursday.She had a 9'o'clock appointment with
Mrs.Finch who was interviewing people for a maids position in large home on
the upper East side of town.The position called for a on-call live-in maid.
This was perfect for Karen,because she was looking for a way to escape
the claws of her overbearing parents.Her only other choices was to either
-) PAUSE! (- runaway or get married.Both seeemed very distasteful, since Karen didnt have boyfriend to runaway with... She sat waiting impatiently for Mrs.Finch to
finish interviewing the first prospect.If she listened closely enough she
would be able to hear them talking in the background.Apparently the woman
before her had had some experience with being a maid,and was a few years older
han Karen,but this didnt discourage her.The stress from just having the
interveiw was enough to keep her sweating,and she constantly checked herself
ever few minutes or so to see. The clock on the wall seemed to be taking its
time ticking the minutes away.All she could do was stare at the clock on the
wall, or look at the secatary in front of her.Karen thought that she may
have been annoying the woman,and tried her hardest not to stare.Finally,it was
8:53.Her heart skipped up tempo into a regular patter,as the door of the office
opened and the two women stood in the door."You have a VERY good application
Ms.Ambers.I'm sure we will find something quite suitible for you...", Mrs.Finch
said with a smile.This wasn't too encouraging for Karen.She stood up and starte
brushing down the wrinkles in her dress,and waited for the woman to part. "Who'
next?..." asked Mrs.Finch."A Ms. Karen Johnson" replied the secatary. Karen
squeezed her purse tight into her hand,and walked towards the door...
"Welcome, Ms.Johnson.Will you please sit down...Now lets have a look at your
application.Hmmm... It says here that you graduated from one of the finest
maid schools in the country.Is that true?" "Yes ma'am..." Karen answered almost
stammering. 'Oh no!', she thought,'I'm not going to get it without experience!'
-= PAUSE =- "The client I have in mind is looking for a young inexperienced maids,and I
think you will do quite nicely..." Mrs.Finch smiled.Karen's face lit up like a
christmas tree! "That would be wonderful!"Karen replied."When do I start???"
"How about Monday morning?" "That would be perfect!!!" Karen was about to
burst with joy. " Fine.I will make all of the arrangements,and my client's car
will pick you up, first thing Monday morning..."Karen shook Mrs.Finch's
hand,and thanked her profusely,somewhere close to the neighborhood of 30
times,and left for home.The long trip on the bus, did not help her pateince
uch,for she was bursting to tell someone about her new job.
Karen lived in a typical middle income neighborhood on the southside of
town.It was a typical nieghborhood with bicycles on the front lawns,station
wagons parked outside,and bunches of rotten little brats,who seemed to always
run in packs of 8 or 10.In other words, it was suburbia,and she hated it.She
hated living there ,because everything was so safe,so disinfected.The life was
sucked out of the area long ago,and now there was only people living,not
indiviual lives,but simultainous co-habitus lives who were governed by trends
on tv.She needed out of that situation, she also needed to get away from her
parents too.They were draining her life's energy from her.It was bad enough
that she pacified them,by going to maid's school,that was just a diversion
until she figured out a way to escape, and do what she wanted to do.She didnt
know what it was yet,but maybe with some time away from "there" she could do
[32m+ PAUSE + some thinking on her own for a change.
The bus slowly etched its way into her neighborhood,and reached her stop.She
never did learn to drive,she thought. 'Thats something I'll have to learn...'
her parents never got around to teaching her how to drive, and the bus stop
was only a couple of blocks away.She slowly walked up to her house, her feet
almost dragging on the ground. Her kid brother was outside playing with a toy
car he traded with a neighbor's kid for a model airplane.He didnt see her
pass,and she crept inside. No one was home yet.Both her parents worked,so
there was plenty of time for herself,but she always had chores to do.She then
realised that working for someone else couldnt POSSIBLY be as hard as it is
taking care of two adults,and a little brat on hand an foot.
She crept into her room and pulled out her largest suitcase,the one with the
pink flowers on it,and started placing her belongings in it.She started with
her underwear,her stockings,and that special pair,that she never got to wear,
ut they filled her fantasies,and she knew she would when the time came. They
were a pair of black lace stockings that was part of an ensamble set. The rest
of the set was a black lace Camisolle,teddy,and chemiese.She loved the way the
soft silky fabric felt against her skin,and she often wondered how it felt to
be in the arms of the man she loved,while wearing those things. She also loved
the naughtiness of wearing something so sexually alluring. "How could any man
) PAUSE ( contain himself?" she thought...The just the thought of wearing the black
silky material,was enough to turn her on emensely. Karen was a tall slender
young lady that took her beautiful looks from her mother. Long flowing brown
hair, deep dark eyes, with large full lips. The camisole accented her figure
perfectly. Karen felt the warm fires of below begin to tingle,as the now
familar feelings of excitement flows through her.She slipped her hand over
er erect nipple, through the fabric. Her mind was filled of a romantic fantasy
of her in front of a roaring fire,in her lover's embrasse. He was kissing he
passionately on her lips,her kneck,her cheek,and nibbling at her earlobes. Her
hands started to wonder over the broad shoulders of her lover's body,urging him
on.Will he makelove to her? She often fantasied,but she was still a virgin. She
had been on very few dates,and the thought of giving herself to someone in the
back of a Chevy repulsed her."I want you.Please be mine for always..." her drea
lover said "Tell me I am yours forever.....Please..." he begged.Her pulsed race
on."Yes. YES! Take me! I am yours forever!" He lifted her in his strong arms,
and slowly laid her in front of the fire,on the soft fur carpet.Her hands felt
his firm chest,ripping open the buttons of his shirt,exposing his muscular,
hairy chest.He leaned foward,and kissed her a long passionate kiss...She was
brought back to reality by the slamming of the door,and a set of car keys
eing tossed onto the cabinet. That meant that "they" were home,and it was
time to play little miss submissive for the rest of the night...
She managed to drum up enough energy to bounce in and say"I got the job!"
*PAUSE* "Thats great dear.What are we having for dinner?" Karen's heart was nearly
crushed by that remark.Typical of her parents.She felt as if she would almost
explode,but she didnt, she kept it inside.Instead,she prepared dinner for the
evening,and accidently poured too much pepper into the pot roast's gravy. Oh
well... Accidents do happen... She explained to them that she was leaving to
move in with her new boss on Monday,but they seemed disintrested,and was too
caught up in the MacNeil,Learh report to really care. They were just going
through the motions...So was she.
Monday morning came much too soon.She knew that even though her family was
abrasive,that she was going to miss them.Her parents were already off to
work,but her little brother was still there."Goodbye runt."she snapped at him.
hey had a love/hate relationship,but she knew she would miss him the most.He
gave her a quick hug,just as the limo pulled up to the front of the house.She
felt tears welling up in he eyes as she hastily moved towards the limo.Quickly
a tall black driver got out of the limo, and opened the door for her,while
placing her bags into the trunk of the car.He shut the door behind her,and she
opened the window waving to her brother as they drove away.She stared out the
window of the forgotten wasteland of suburbia.The alike houses,with bicycles
on the lawn,and she knew that she would miss that wasteland,only a little...
The long,slow journey into town seemed to almost take forever.Her mind
started to race.'What did her new boss look like?'Was he young or old?'Would
+ PAUSE + he be mean and cold like her parents?' All these thoughts race through her
mind,as she stared out the window of the long black limozine.Her boss must be
very rich to afford a chauffered limozine,and live in a mansion outside of
own.All her questions would about to be answered very shortly.The limo pulled
up in front of a tall gate,that was in the center of a long white stone wall.
The chauffer inserted a plastic,credit card into a little metal box,and
pressed a blue button on the outside of the box.Then the gate opened slowly,
almost as if she was entering the gates of heaven,she thought.She leaned foward
on her seat to catch a glimpse of the house,but all she could see was a long
winding road that seemed to go on forever. She slumped back down into her
seat,and felt the discomforting feeling of just how alone she was...
She stared out the window into endless rows of trees.The lonliness and
anxeity was getting the best of her.'What if he doesnt like me???' she
thought.The fear of going back home to "them" was too much for her to
bear.Karen made the decision to please her new boss any way she could...
Finally the car rounded a curve,and passed an oak tree to her right. It was a
ery old bare tree,almost completely void of any signs of life on it. To her
left was the beginnings of a large stairway.Very similar to that of city
hall.She knew that there was no turning back now, besides the trip they took
inside the gate must have taken 15 or 20 minutes. The car finally slowed to a
stop at the front of the stairway. The chauffer got out and opened the door
% PAUSE % for her. Up close the chauffer almost drawfed her.He must have been close to a
whole foot taller than she was.It was almost intimidating." The head mistress
will be joining you shortly. You are to wait here,and she will escort you to
your quarters..." he said in a cool,powerfully deep voice. She felt her pulse
race,as she stepped out onto the curb.She waited on the curb for what seemed
like an eternity,with only her suitcases to comfort her.A crisp breeze started
to blow, whisping up her flowered dress.Her white stockings showed the roundnes
of her thighs. She caught her dress,and started to smooth it out, checking
erself as she did.Just as she looked up, she saw at the top of the stairs a
an older woman,in her mid-fourties or so,with salt and pepper hair,and a young
girl in a maid's uniform,who was stood cowering just behind, and to the right
of her. The woman had a very serious look on her face,almost cold,a look that
almost stared through her.She couldnt see much of the young girl,the older
woman was blocking her way. Karen felt that she should say something."Hello.M-
M-My name is Karen Johnson." she stammered.The woman looked at her coldly and
said "Yes.I know.I am the head mistress of the Vanderbuilt estate.You will
refer to me as Ma'am or Ms.Foster..." not much warmer than her stare,not much.
"Get her bags..." she commanded, the young girl ran down the stairwell to
Karen's side, and picked up her suitcases. The other handbag Karen carried.
"Get your things and follow me..." She turned and dissappeared into the house..
Karen sheepishly followed behind the young girl, and the older woman.
+ PAUSE + "This is Elsie MacNamara. You will be working closly with her until you will
be able to handle your section of the property. She will also be your teacher,
so if you have any questions,address them to Elsie...Am I to be understood
Ms. Johnson?" she said almost coldly. "Yes Ma'am. I understand..." she replied.
"There are 87 rooms here. 34 bedrooms, 20 guest rooms,14 dining rooms,4 dens,
and a myriad of libraries, dance rooms, museums, movie theater,and a bowling
alley/arcade.... These rooms must be kept in constant cleanliness. Or you will
be dismissed. Do I make myself clear Ms.Johnson? " Karen was too busy
stumbling through the plush carpet,and staring at the countless pictures to
pay the woman any real attention. "Y-y-yes ma'am.." "Very good... Elsie will
show you to your quaters.I will join you there later to give you a more formal
tour of the premises,and the grounds. Promptly at 10:09am. DO NOT be late...."
Elsie was a small fragile thing about 5'2". Even Karen was almost towering
ver her even at the distance between them. They were almost the same age too.
Its possible that Karen may have been older, but it was hard to tell. Elsie's
hair made of long light blonde hair,pinned in a black bow. Her skin of soft
white alabaster. Her eyes of a soft powder blue. All of this fitted smoothly
in a small, black maid's uniform trimmed in white lace. White silky stockings
covered her smooth legs,and made a soft swishing sound when she walked.She was
beautiful in many ways,and Karen found herself watching her actions. Elsie
turned to Karen when the head mistess left,and Karen offered a soft smile to
her. Elsie cracked a quick, almost whince grabbed a bag. The two women gathered
% PAUSE % up Karen's bags and started on a long journey down the hall. The hallway was
littered with medival looking artwork,rare animal heads from Africa,India,South
America, Alaska,and the South Pole. Many antique looking things. Great works of
rmour,oil paintings,swords,guns,stuffed animal heads that were hunted,antique
tables,and chairs.The place was a museum. Much better kept than the one in town
and better supplied. Karen found herself amazed and wondering, outloud
"Astounding..." "Y-y-yes it is..."she heard Elsie peep. Nothing else was said
by them through their long, long journey through the house. Karen found herself
thinking 'This place must be as large as a shopping mall. Even larger...' It
probably was...
"Elsie? When was this house built?" Karen asked. "The Master Vanderbuilt's
Great, Great Grand Father built this mansion as a trophy to display his wealth
in 1862." Elsie said in a very monotone tour guide voice. "Hmmm. Thats very
intresting..." Karen said sarcastically. Elise glanced at her for a split
second wondering about her sarcastic tone, but not breaking her stride.
The girls finally reached the servants quater area, which was actually on the
north-west end,and four floors lower than the rest of the property. Incredibly
veryone had their own rooms,all except Elsie and Karen. "We must share our
room..." Elsie said hesitantly. "Oh great..." Karen thought sarcasticaly to
herself.
-= PAUSE =- Elsie swung the door open wide,wlaked in and placed the bags just beyond thdoor. "This is it." she said swing her arm nervously through the air like
Vanna White. Karen walked in slowly,bag in hand and peeped a small,very
sarcastic "neato" from the side of her mouth...
The room was large, with very few pieces of furniture. Two beds on opposite
sides of the room, a table, large enough for two,and two desks,and dressers.
There was also a bathroom, and a large closet big enough for the both of them.
At the end of the room was a window over looking a small clearing,and part of
a large stable. "This is your side of the room." Elise pointed as Karen walked
in. "We have the very basic necessities here,everything else is provided by
the head mistress. " Karen started wondering what she had gotten herself into
ere. "What? No Tv? " she said sarcastically,and smiled. Elise smiled too,
finally showing signs of life. "Yes. We have television,but not in this part
of the house. This part is one of the older parts of the house,and does not
have much electrical wiring in it..." she said. Karen wondered over to the
window,and peered out the old glass frame,across the clearing to the stable.
Just as she was about to turn her head, she got a glimspe of young blonde
haired man, towing a woman behind him. She wished that she could have gotten a
better look at the man,just to see how he looked. "We must hurry. The head
mistress will be arriving soon to give you a formal tour of the grounds. "
Karen started unpacking her belongings, while Elsie straightened up the room a
little more.
# PAUSE #
Karen got so busy in unpacking,that she didnt realise that she had so many
things to straighten up. Elsie suggested that she could help her out,by
placing things into the dresser while Karen hung up her dreses. Karen agreed
nd proceeded to hanging the large assortment of dresses in the closet. When
she had finished, Karen stepped out of the closet to find Elsie fondeling her
camisole! Karen's face flushed with embarrasement,when she realised that she
had left it in her bag. Karen quickly snatched the camisole from Elsie and
shoved it into her dresser drawer. "I'm so sorry! I didnt mean anything by it,
but it was so pretty,and soft. I bet you look very beautiful in it." Elsie
apologised. Masking her embarrasement, Karen said "Aww, thats alright,but just
ask me next time ok?" The two girls were well on their way to becoming
friends...
They finished just in time as they heard the headmistress giving commands to
one of the groundskeepers, about a garden party that was going to take place
soon. As they walked in, the headmistress was followed by a cowering man with
pale blonde hair,with a notepad in hand. She barked another command to him and
he dissappeared before Karen could take a good look at him. "I see that you
re settled in...Are you ready for you tour?" "Yes ma'am.." Karen replied.
Mrs. Foster's tour was long,dull,and boring. A typical tour reminesing of a
highschool museum tour. If she went into the details of the house, it would
-= PAUSE =- take hours to explain it all. They finally worked their way to the outside othe house. They passed the tennis courts, golf course, and worked their way
over to the stables. "We have over 50 horses here with a fulltime staff on
hand. Master Vanderbuilt likes to breed them for a hobby.He..." Just then an
older woman interrupted and pulled Mrs. Foster away for a phone call. Karen
was allowed to wander the stables until Mrs. Foster returned. "I will be away
for a little while. You may look at the horses while I'm away..." she said.
"Yes ma'am..." Karen said obediantly.
Karen wandered through the stable area. It was as large and as grand as the
rest of the house. There were pictures on the wall of past winning horses. A
ew that won the Kentucky derby.Most of the horses were auctioned off though.
She could tell because the stables were empty. She heard a couple of voices
down at the other end of the stable,and thought that they were Mrs.Foster's.
She started to stay where she was, but thought she would be better off if se
went to meet her. As she got closer she noticed that the voices she had heard
wasn't Mrs.Foster's at all but of a man and a woman. As she got closer to take
a peek she heard a giggle,immediately following a slap. "Heehehehe..."a woman
laughed. "Why do you tease me so Monica? You know that I want you." The male
voice pleaded. "Yes I do. But teasing you turns me on...hehehe" While they
continued to talk, Karen made her way over near where they were. She found an
open stable near them and crept in. If she was quiet enough, she could creep
up to the wall of the stable and peek through the space bewteen the boards. As
-= PAUSE =- she did this the longing in the man's voice became more urgent. "I am so harfor you. You make me into a wild beast. I must have you! You drive me crazy
with desire... "
Karen eased up to the stable wall pressing close to it. She could clearly see
the entire area of where they were. She was surprised to see the hands of one
of the stablemen with one up the dress of one of the inside maids! She was
straddling his knee as they talked, rocking a little from side to side. "You
know that I like you Sean. Would I kiss you like this if I didn't?" The maid
bent over holding his head in her hands and passionately kisses him on the
lips. Karen smiled when she saw this. "Must be the oldest trick in the
book..." she thought to herself. The couple in front of her began to feel the
effects of that 'first kiss' and passions were being set on fire. The man's
hand began to travel up the thigh of the woman, raising the back of her dress.
Karen could see the impression of his hand as it slid inside the panties of
he young woaman. The man was practically growling from lust as he ran trails
of kisses down her kneck. "I've waited so long for this..." he whispered
passionately. "Then I will not disappoint you my love..." she said. Karen's
mind began to race with thoughts of her own fantasies. She found herself
becoming turned on to the act in front of her. Not only was she turned on by
their actions ,but because she was seeing them do it too. Karen was becoming
a voyuer.
( PAUSE ) bout to turn her head, she got a glimspe of young blonde
haired man, towing a w
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At that moment the woman stood up, letting her dress fall free from her body.
"Do you like what you see?" she asked. She was now wearing cream colored
camisole, with thigh high stockings. "Yes. Oh yes. I like what I see!" the man
answered. She walked over to him pushing backwards onto the bench, with his
upper body resting against a saddlerack. "Then you will especially like this"
he woman added. She straddled his lap, while taking his right arm and
wrapping a long piece of leather around it, then the other. "Oh MY..... " he
said. The woman ran her hands over his broad chest, kissing him hotly on the
lips. "I have been waiting as long as you have for this moment..." she said.
Her hot tongue ran from his lips down the nape of his kneck,as she unbutton
each button of his shirt. His chest heaved as she squeesed his hairy chest,
running her fingers through the dark hairs. She kissed,and tongued her lips
down his hard muscled chest, sliding her cunt down his knee. Her hands kneaded
his hard muscles. The woman took one hand, and roughly cupped the man's
crotch, making him yelp with pleasure. "I'm going to give you something you'll
never forget..." She got on both knees, kissing the man's crotch. His hardon
pressing stiffly against the fabric of his pants. She smothered his member
in hot slow kisses, langurily working her way to his zipper. She slowly
unzipped his fly over the buldge of his cock, setting free his throbbing cock.
er hands trembled as she slid in one hand, to bend down the stiff memeber.
$ PAUSE $ It finally sprang free of the fabric, snapping straight up into the air.
"Mmmmmmmmm ..." he shivered, his hands griping the leather strap. She took the
stiff prick in both of her hands, kissing the big blunt head of his erect
penis. Her snake like tongue slithered out, rolling its way around the tip.
"OH YES!" He yelped. Pushing his hips foward. She slapped him on the thigh.
"Not so soon! I want to enjoy this..." she said sounding very authoritive.
She slid her tongue slowly down the underside of his cock,while holding it
with both hands. Karen could see the glistening of the woman's hot pink tongue
as it slid down. She found herself getting wet. The woman's tongue traveled
further and further down his cock to the twin set of swollen balls, just
underneath the fabric of his pants. She kissed each one softly, then ran her
tongue over each one, before sucking it into her mouth. Her eyes traveled up
o his,as she did this. She wanted to see his reaction to the pleasure she was
giving him. "OHhhhHHHHhhhh..." he moaned. His planted on hers. He had to close
them for a moment, for the pleasure was just too great. While the woman
sucked, Karen noticed that she was also stroking his cock as well with one
hand. Her other hand dropped down in between her legs. 'She MUST be playing
with her cunt!' is what raced through Karen's mind. Karen thought about how it
would feel to be in that woman's shoes right then. It had been a long time
since Karen had been with anyone. Karen's own hands started to wander over her
body.
( PAUSE ) The woman began to suck the shaft of the man's cock working her way up to the
head. There was precum oosing from the tip now. She slowly licked it off as if
she was licking honey. "MMmmmm honey you taste very good..." she told him. She
slid her mouth over his aching prick, slowly bobbing it up and down. Her hand
ontinued to stroke the shaft of his cock. Karen could hear the sucking
noises. Each sound making her wetter by the moment. "OH yessss!Yesssss!" he
moaned. She pumped her mouth farther and farther down onto his cock, until it
completely disappeared inside of her mouth."OOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!" He moaned
straining against the leather straps. The woman slid her hands up over his
chest, over his nipples. She began to relentlessly bob her head up and down on
his cock. The man was wracked with pleasure! His mouth hung open, eyes closed.
Karen's hand slid into her panties to her clit. The woman was driving him fast
to a crashing orgasm. "OH GOD! PLEASE! DONT STOP!!! I'M CUMMING!!!" He yelled.
His hips pushing into her. Just then, the woman pulled him out of her mouth,
quickly squeesing the shaft of his cock. "NO! Not Yet you are!" She held his
cock and stared at him with a wicked smile on her face. "I'm gonna ride you
first..." she said. Karen almost came when she heard that.
The woman stood up and quickly tossed away the lower half of her maid's
dress. (some women in the house wore tradition French maid's uniforms and
others wore something similar to wide dresses with peticoats.) Underneath the
woman was wearing something that looked like bloomers! Karen couldnt believe
her eyes when she saw this spectacle. She felt like laughing. The bloomers had
-) PAUSE! (- buttons down the front for easy access. The woman stood closer to the man,
sowly unbuttoning the bloomers. When she reached the last button she turned
around. Her ass facing him,and slowly bent over, displaying ALL of her ass and
cunt to him. She was teasing him. Karen knew this right away, because she had
done it herself on occasion. "Do you like what you see?" she asked him coyly.
Her hands running over her cheecks, spreading them for his view. The man tried
to pull against the strap to grab her. "Look but do not touch..." she said.
When she said this Karen saw the man's cock bob. It was now pulsing!
The woman then removed her top. A little faster than before. Her hands cupped
her breast. She held it out to him, then tweeked the nipple. She then took
her middle finger, and slid it into her mouth, sucking on it. Teasing him. She
ran her finer down to her hot cunt, over her clit, and to her hot hole. She
began to finger herself in and out with it. Karen could hear the soft squishes
of of the woman's pussy. She then slowly pulled it out, running her finger
over her erect nipple. "I have a treat for you, since you have been so
patient." she said. She straddled him. Only inches away from his hard cock.
She cupped her breast and placed it to his lips. His tongue istantly leaped
out to taste her juices. He desperately flicked his tongue over her nipple
trying to lap up every drop of juice. "Mmmm doesnt that taste good?" she said.
"would you like some more? Hmmmm?" she asked sarcastically. "Yes! Yes! I would
love some more! Give me some more please!" "Be careful what you wish for.."
he said with a wicked smile. She stood up on the bench, holding his head in
$ PAUSE $ her hands "I think you'll just love this..." She firmly placed her cunt down
onto his face. Karen could hear the slurping sounds that the man was making.
She had made him into a obediant slave almost. Hell, a puppy! "Ooooo thaaaaats
it... Lick it for me. Eat my pussy. Do you like that?" she asked very coyly.
"Uh huh..." he said, his mouth full of cunt. "Stick your tongue out farther."
she commanded. "AAhhhh yes... Thats it....Do you like my juices? Do they taste
sweet to you?" "Uh huh..." he said. "THAT wasnt loud enough! " she barked,and
slapped his cock with the palm of her hand. The man whimpered.
Karen could plainly see the woman's ass wiggling, her hips thrusting into his
face. She was clearly enjoying every second of humiliating him. Karen's fingers
were slowly stroking her now turgid clit. Her legs shimmied a little while
this was going on. "Oh yea! Thats it!" the woman called out enthusiastically.
Enough...." she slowly slid off of his face. The man's face was covered in
her juices. He was beet red,and shiny. He licked his lips trying to take in
every last drop of her womanhood. "You have been very good so far. Now it is
time for your reward..." the woman grabbed his cock and began to stroke it.It
was still very hard from the sucking it recieved a few minutes earlier.
Suddenly she stopped,and once again straddled his cock. She slowly slid down
onto it holding it in her hand, as the huge head pressed through her lips.She
slid all the way down on his cock. Its thickness filling her up whole.
"AHHHhhhh..." she hissed, her mouth slung open as it slid into her, all the
way to the balls.
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They sat there motionless for a moment. Her eyes staring into his. Each one
shivering from the pleasure of the connection. She finally raised her ass up,
halfway up his cock, then bouncing back down onto it, rocking back and forth.
She began to moan. First softly, then getting louder and louder as she went
n. She again raised her ass up this time to the tip of his cock. Plunging
back down onto his throbbing manhood. Again and again her ass bounced up and
down on his cock. Her eyes closed, lips parted. "AAAhhhhnnnnAAAA!!" she
moaned. Her ass bouncing uncontrollably. She began to cum. Rocking her hips
back and forth. "OH! OHHH!! OHHHH!!!" she shouted. Suddenly Sean gave a mighty
pull on the straps, breaking free! His hands grabbed her ass pulling her into
him with brute force. He began to pound his cock in and out of her hot hole.
"OH GOD! FUCK ME! FUCKME!!!" she screamed. His cock rammed into her hotly, his
balls slapped focefully against her ass. "YES!! OH YES!!!" she screamed over
and over again. He stood up with her legs wrapped around him.Her hands around
his neck,as he pounded into her. Karen began to frantically finger her hole.
Her pussy quivered as she finger fucked herself. "YES!YES!YEEEEESSS!!!" the
woman yelled. All the man could do was snort with lust, as he frantically
ucked her. "OH GOD! I'M CUMMMMIIIIIIINNNNGGGG!!!!" she yelled. Karen's cunt
started to quake too, her juices spillled out over her hand. "OH! OHHHH!!
OHHHHHHH!!!!" The man was cumming as well. "OH GAWD!!!!"he yelled. The woman
melted into a whip like mass, as wave after wave of orgasm crashed through her
body! "AAAAHHHNNN!!!"she yelled. The man shouted "I'M CUMMING!!!AAAHHHH!!!!"
$ PAUSE $ With his hands on her ass, he thrusted as far as he could into her exploding,
spurting a tremendous amount of cum into her. Karen's cunt was hit hard. A
small orgasm followed by a powerful one whipped through her. Her head pressed
against the wall of the stable. Her hips thrusting uncontrollably against her
hand. The man began to wobble, obviously completely drained, they both fell
into a pile of hay on the ground. They laid side by side as they caught their
breath. Karen was still shivering with pleasure as another orgasm raced through
er. "UUUnnnnn!" she let slip out, as her legs gave way,almost passing out
with pleasure.
Suddenly light from outside raced in as a door was opened. It was Mrs Foster!
"What the hell is all of this!?!?!" She said in a angry tone. Sean and Monica
raced to put their clothes back on. "You both WILL BE PUNISHED!!! This is
insobordnation!!!" She quickly grabbed Monica by the hair pulling her from the
barn. Two large men came in and grabbed Sean. There was a bit of a tussle, but
they overpowered him, dragging him outside. THis frightened the hell out of
Karen. " How would they be punished? Where???" There were obvious questions
that she needed answered, among other more mysterious ones that were bothering
her. She was going to need to do some investigating very soon...
Chapter 2 - On her toes...
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Fifteen year old Aurelius was standing in front of his sister's dresser, his
prick in his right hand, and he was masturbating as he rubbed a pair of his
sister's panties over his face. He did not hear the door open, and it wasn't
until his sister spoke to him that he realized he'd been discovered.
"What on earth are you doing?" his sister asked sharply.
Aurelius turned to find his sister standing in the doorway of her room,
her hands on her hips and an angry expression on her face.
He tried desperately to hide his bulging erection, but he could not-he
had been just a breath away from ejaculation when she confronted him. He
dropped her silk panties as though they had burned his hand, and he looked
down in shame as his sister crossed the room to pick them up while he tried
to cover his throbbing cock with both hands.
"Aurry...how many times have I told you to stay out of my things?" she
said and waved the panties in front of him.
"I...I'm sorry, Glenda...I won't do it again-I promise! Just don't tell
mom, PLEASE!" he begged her.
The attractive red-haired girl looked down at her younger brother and
she felt a sudden twinge of pity for him. Shaking her head, she handed him
the panties and told him "No...I won't tell mom. You...can keep these if you
-= PAUSE =- like." He looked up at her in surprise as he felt the silken things
pressed into his hand. He shook his head in confusion and said, "I can? I
mean, I can really keep them?"
Glenda looked at her brother's stiff prick and she licked her lips
erotically as she felt a stirring in her loins. "Unless you'd rather have a
pair I've worn..." she told him seductively, and she reached out to touch
his prick with the tips of her fingers.
"Ohhh..." the boy moaned as her warm hand closed about the head of his
throbbing prick. "Could I...could I really?"
Glenda felt the excitement rising in her body as the boy looked at her
with a pleading expression on his face. She knew what she was about to do
as wrong, but the feel of his firm prick in her hand sent thrills of
pleasure through her nineteen-year-old body, and she leaned forward to kiss
him softly on the lips. Then she told him, "You'll have to take them off of
me, if you want them Aurry..." and she squeezed his prick softly as his eyes
widened and his jaw went slack.
The boy looked at his older sister with awe and admiration then as she
led him across the room. She sat him on the edge of her bed, then returned
to lock the door securely from the inside.
"Mom won't be home for another hour yet, Aurry...take off your
clothes." The boy needed no further urging. In a matter of seconds he
was down to his socks, and his clothing lay scattered about the foot of his
sister's bed. He licked his dry lips as she moved toward him then and lifted
$ PAUSE $ the hem of her long skirt to expose just the tops of her thighs and her
panty-covered crotch. "Ohhh, Glenda...you're so pretty!" the boy
moaned.
"You're not bad yourself." she said and laughed nervously as she gazed
upon his well-developed body and his strong young prick. It stood out
erectly from a nest of soft brown hair and she fought the urge to fall on
her knees and stuff its hot length into her mouth. Instead, she lifted her
skirt a bit higher and told him, "If you want them, you'll have to take them
off."
The boy could not believe his eyes as his sister exposed her body to
him. He had engaged in a hundred fantasies of just such a situation-but,
usually, he fancied her asleep and unaware of his advances. He looked up at
her face as she smiled nervously, then he reached out to run his hand over
the flat of her belly. A chill went through his hungry young body as his
finger tips touched her nylon panties. He ran his fingers down until they
touched the soft rise of her pubic mat beneath the thin material of her
panties. He thrilled as he became aware of the warmth and moistness of her
pussy, and he longed to see her fully without clothing.
Hesitantly, Aurry fell to his knees before his sister and ran his hands
up her smooth calves, then her warm thighs. She moaned lowly as his hands
continued up the backs of her legs and began rubbing her panty-covered ass
cheeks. Leaning forward, the boy rubbed his face over her silken belly, and
he thrilled at the warmth he found there as he nuzzled her.
*PAUSE* Then, the boy raised his hands to her hips and took hold of the elastic
top of her panties. Slowly, he began pulling them down to expose the soft
flesh of her lower belly. His eyes widened as the panties went below her mat
of hair, and he inhaled deeply the sweet odor he found coming to him. Lower
he pulled her silken panties, and as her pussy was fully exposed to him, he
shuddered in anticipation and wonder at the sight.
"Take them all the way off, Aurry," she whispered as she gazed down at
his awestruck face, "Then I want you to undress me, too."
He thrilled as he heard her words, and his heart pounded heavily in his
hest. He pulled her panties down below her knees, then lifted one foot
after the other to remove them.
Glenda allowed the boy a long look at her hair-covered pussy, then she
dropped the hem of her skirt and smoothed the hair out of his eyes as he
looked up at her and licked his lips.
"Don't you want to see me naked?" she asked nervously, and she forced a
little laugh as her own heart pounded furiously in her breast.
Nodding slowly, Aurry stood up and reached for the buttons of his
sister's blouse. Nervously, he fumbled with the tiny things until he had
opened the garment to her waist, then he pulled it out of her skirt top. She
shrugged out of it as the boy stood staring at her full tits, hidden from
view by her wide brassiere. She turned slowly and felt his hands fumbling
with the multiple catch between her shoulder blades, then she felt the
restraining garment freed and her tits sagged an inch as he slipped the
][ PAUSE ][ straps over her shoulders.
Aurry looked at his sister's naked back and he could not resist kissing
her warm flesh as his hands went under her arms and around her body to cup
her full, soft tits in his shaking hands. He felt her nipples rub against
the palms of his hands, and he chilled slightly as he felt them stiffen
under his touch. Glenda turned then in his arms and slipped her arms
about his neck to kiss him fully on the mouth. She sensed his apprehension
as she forced her tongue between his lips and felt his body stiffen
momentarily. Then she ran her hand down his back and reached between them to
take hold of his throbbing prick. He sighed and shuddered again as her hand
closed about his warm shaft, and he felt his prick twitch as he sucked her
soft tongue into his wet mouth.
With shaking hands, Aurry fumbled with the catch on her long skirt.
Finally, he freed it and pulled down the zipper to feel her ass cheeks
quiver slightly as he brushed them with his hands. Her tits were pressed
flat against his chest, and he could feel her stiff nipples as he swirled
is tongue about hers. Then she retracted her tongue, and Aurry pressed his
out of his mouth and into hers. A new thrill went through his lusting young
body as his sister sucked his tongue, and he pulled her skirt low on her
hips to let it fall in a soft pile about her feet.
Glenda stepped out of her skirt as her brother's hands closed on the
soft cheeks of her ass and pressed her forward and into his hot body. She
guided his throbbing prick between her legs and felt his body stiffen as the
( PAUSE ) head of his prick nudged the soft lips of her pussy.
"Is...is it in?" he questioned apprehensively.
She laughed and kissed him on the nose. "No, silly, it's just between
my legs...haven't you ever fucked a girl before?"
Aurry felt his face flush as his sister asked him the shocking question
and used the obscene word. "N...no," he told her and swallowed thickly.
"You're the first girl I've...that I've ever touched." he confessed as his
rick jerked between her legs.
Glenda thrilled as she realized her brother was a virgin. She knew that
he had several girlfriends, but the idea that he had never actually fucked
had never entered her mind. She rubbed her tits over his young chest and ran
her hands to his naked ass as she hunched against him. Licking his ear lobe,
she felt him shudder, and she wondered if she could persuade him to suck her
pussy. "Would you like to fuck me, Aurry-I mean, really stick your cock
in my pussy and come there?"
The boy thrilled at her obscene words and he looked into her green eyes
with admiration and awe. "God, Glenda...could we do it--really do it?"
She rubbed her belly over his and felt his prick twitch as she squeezed her
legs together tightly. "We might," she said coyly as she massaged the cheeks
of his ass with her warm hands. "If you'll do something for me..."
"Anything!" he told her and hugged her to him as her tongue touched his
ear again, "Anything in the world!"
Pulling back, she looked into his eyes and smiled as a thrill went
*PAUSE* through her. She had never had a man suck her pussy before, and whenever her
friends talked about that particular act, she always felt somewhat left
out. Her current boyfriend liked to have his prick sucked, but he had never
tried to go down on her--and she didn't have the nerve to ask him to do THAT
for her. Glenda stepped away from her younger brother and sat on the side
of the bed. She spread her legs lewdly and licked her lips as she told him,
"Get down on your knees and kiss my tummy..."
Hesitantly, the boy fell to his knees before his sister's widespread
legs and he slipped his hands about her to hug her to him. His head nestled
between her full breasts and he could hear her heart pound heavily as he
rubbed his hands over her back.
Glenda placed her hands on her brother's head then and pushed him
lower. "Kiss my tummy, Aurry..." she whispered and thrilled at the warmth of
is body between her legs. He lowered his head then and begin kissing her
soft young belly as his hands played over her body to come to rest finally
on her heaving tits. She watched as the boy closed his eyes and ran his
tongue into the button depression of her navel, and a new thrill went
through her as she imagined that same warm tongue in her pussy.
"Lower, Aurry..." she urged, and the boy kissed lower on her stomach.
He felt his chin brush against her pubic hair and he wondered what she
would say if he kissed her THERE. When he had removed her panties, he had
longed to kiss her between the legs, but he had not, afraid that she would
get angry at him for such a nasty thing.
][ PAUSE ][ "Ummmnn, yesss..." she whispered, "Lower, Aurry...a little lower...that
feels so good...so good!" and she placed both hands atop his head to push
him further down.
Suddenly, the boy realized what it was that his sister wanted him to do
to her. He felt a rush of excitement as he inhaled her feminine odor and his
lood pounded in his temples as his mouth encountered her pussy hair. He
swallowed thickly, unable to believe his good fortune, and he closed his
eyes as he squatted before her and pushed her legs wide apart.
He looked at the soft, pink lips of her pouting pussy and he shuddered
as his prick twitched painfully against his leg. Then he licked out
tentatively with his tongue and touched that wet flesh between his sister's
legs. He felt her stiffen as his tongue came in contact with her cunt lips,
and then she sighed deeply.
"Ohhhh, God, Aurry...yes!" she moaned, "That's what I want...eat my
pussy . . .suck it--let me feel your tongue in my cunt . . . God, EAT ME!"
she cried, and pulled his head into her wet cunt as her legs quivered
stiffly and she stretched them out alongside his body.
The boy found his face buried in his sister's cunt, and he began
sucking her lavishly as his hands reached up to grope for her full tits. As
his fingers massaged the soft flesh, his heart beat wildly, and he heard her
ry out again as he entered her pussy with his tongue. The taste was like
nothing he had ever known, and it thrilled him to know that he was actually
kissing his sister on her pussy.
) PAUSE ( "Ummmmn...yessss...oh, yes!" she said and writhed under his mouth. "Eat
my cunt you little pussy sucker...make me come...God, Aurry--I'm almost
there--this is heavenly...oh...oh...oh, my God!"
And her entire body shuddered as the first wave of orgasmic sensation
broke over her writhing limbs. She felt the warmth deep in her cunt as her
brother tongued her furiously, and she held his head to her pussy as he
sucked, and squeezed her tits with his hands. Her legs shook uncontrollably
as the boy sucked her to completion and Glenda found herself lying
breathless, suddenly, with him standing over her, a concerned look on his
face.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
Glenda shook her head and realized she had lost consciousness for a
moment. She drew her breath and sobbed as she reached out her arms for him.
Oh, Aurry . . .yes--I've never been so okay!"
The boy looked down at his sister's flushed face as she reached out for
him. He felt a sudden rush of love for the girl who had acted as an
antagonist nearly all the years of their lives, and he realized now that he
truly loved his older sister. He lay down beside her and they kissed
passionately as her hand took hold of his throbbing young prick and stroked
him gently.
"Did it...was it good?" he asked her as their lips parted.
She hugged him tightly and squeezed his prick as she told him softly,
"Aurry--you are the best I've ever had! You can do that to me any time
( PAUSE ) that momma's not home..." She giggled and added, "Or anytime she's not
looking!" The boys chest swelled with pride as his sister told him he was
the BEST she had ever had. He felt her warm body next to his, and as she
moved her hand up and down his aching prick, he asked apprehensively,
Could...could we fuck now, Glenda?"
"Ummmmmn," she said and kissed him again. I've got something you might
like better," she told him and sat up beside him on the bed.
Aurry watched in amazement as his sister brushed her red hair away from
her face and lowered her head over his throbbing prick. He watched as she
opened her mouth and took the head of it in, and, as her warm, wet tongue
swirled about its sensitive head, he gasped, unable to believe the sight
before his eyes. She had actually put his prick in her mouth and was sucking
it!
He had heard the older boys talking about getting a "blow job," but his
inexperienced mind could not relate that act to what he was witnessing now.
His sister's mouth ovaled obscenely, and she went down on him completely, to
suck his prick into her mouth all the way.
"Uhhhnnn..." he moaned as she drew her head up and licked his prick
wetly. "Oh, Glenda...so good!" he told her as she fondled his sperm-filled
balls with one hand and sucked him up and down slowly with her hot, wet
outh.
Glenda thrilled as her mouth was filled with his soft, pulsing flesh
and his prick jerked spasmodically. She wanted to fuck her brother, but she
*PAUSE* wanted to pleasure him too. She knew that if he stuck his prick into her
pussy at this point, there wouldn't be much fucking---she had had enough
experience to understand that boys really couldn't hold back once they'd
started. Too, she did want to taste his hot cum in her mouth. And after the
fantastic head job he'd given her, she felt she could do no less for him.
Aurry moaned as his sister kept licking and sucking him and suddenly he
became aware of the danger involved-he was about to come and he could not
hold himself back as her hot mouth moved slickly up and down his aching
prick. He moaned lowly and ran his fingers through her hair as her head
bobbed up and down rapidly.
"Glen...Glenda..." he cried out in a choked tone, "Gonna come...I'm
gonna come...oh...ohhhh..OHHHHHH GLENDAAAAA!"
The girl held her head still as her brother's prick erupted in her hot
mouth. She felt the first splash of cum on her tongue and she swallowed it
down as it was followed by another thick glob, then another. His fingers
tightened in her hair as she swallowed his cum and tongued the head of his
spurting prick lavishly. She felt his body stiffen, then shudder strongly as
her mouth was filled again, and he moaned and sobbed out his emotion.
Aurry was lost in the depths of orgasm as his sister's mouth continued
to suck his bursting prick. He knew that he was shooting his cum into her
mouth and he sensed her swallowing as he held her head tightly. He simply
could not believe it-surely she must love him a great deal to do that for
him, he reasoned as his body shook to the throes of orgasm, and his prick
-= PAUSE =- jerked spasmodically in her wet mouth. Finally, he opened his eyes and
looked down his body as she raised her head slightly and licked the head of
his prick. He saw a small dribble of the sticky white fluid ooze out of the
orner of her mouth, and he chilled slightly as her pink tongue swiped out
to catch it.
Glenda looked up at her brother's face and she smiled as she read the
total surprise there. She squeezed his still hard prick and laughed lightly
as she rolled her body atop his and spread her legs. "Was that good, Baby?"
she questioned.
The boy shook his head and told her, "Oh, Glenda, yes!" and his arms
went about her soft young body. "So good...God, you actually let me come in
your mouth!"
"Did that surprise you?" she asked and kissed the tip of his nose as
her tits were squashed flat against his chest.
"Doesn't it taste bad?" he asked.
"Did my pussy taste bad?" she questioned in return.
"Oh, no...I liked the way it tasted!" he told her emphatically.
She kissed him softly then and whispered, "And I like to taste your
cum, Aurry..." And as she spoke, she reached between her legs and eased the
head of his rock-hard young prick into her wet cunt.
Aurry drew his breath sharply as he felt his prick engulfed in a sudden
warmth-it was like nothing he had ever experienced, and his young body shook
as his sister began moving her hips slowly up and down and his prick was
) PAUSE ( shoved in and out of her clasping, wet cunt.
"How does it feel to fuck a real pussy?" she asked, a bit breathlessly,
as she felt him enter her cunt fully.
"Oh, Glenda...I love you so much!" he cried, and tears filled his eyes
as he was overcome by the emotion of the moment. "Love me always...please,
love me always!" he begged her as he began a slow hunching motion with his
hips. "I will, Aurry...I promise I will..." she breathed softly to him as
her mouth sought his and their lips met in an incestuous kiss.
Which G-file (Q=Quit) ? 60
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| CHAMPAGNE COCK TAIL |
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| by Maryann and Karl |
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| Chapter 1 |
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Seanna McCaffrey is the president and CEO of McCaffrey &
Associates, a small but very successful business founded by her
grandfather, after whom she was named, and from whom she inherited her
business sense. When he took it over for a while, her father did not
run it very well, and she has brought it from the brink of disaster to
+ PAUSE + its present thriving condition.
She is tall, about 5' 8", slender and light boned, so that her 127
ounds are not skinny. She wears her carrot-colored hair fairly short,
and dresses for business in very tailored grey pants-suits, with just
a touch of color in her accessories. Although she appears to be in
her early twenties, she will celebrate her thirtieth birthday this
coming November.
Her body is soft with curves. Her waist is small, accenting the
firm roundness of her hips, the small mound of her belly. She has been
known to freeze uncooperative subordinates with her grey-green eyes.
But, as you might guess, under the severely private, cold exterior,
beats a hot and passionate heart.
She normally separates her business and private life very
strictly, but then she discovered -
Alexandra "Sandy" Marlin. At 26, she had worked her way "up the
corporate ladder" to a minor management position, entirely on her
ability. Seanna discovered her record, and promoted her to
Administrative Assistant to the CEO.
She is an untiring worker, a top business analyst. She produces
the neatest, most complete reports of anyone Seanna has ever known.
Sandy is of average height, but with outstanding looks. Her long
dark-brown straight hair frames her thin pixie face, a contrast to her
large deep blue eyes. She dresses less severely than Seanna, going in
# PAUSE # for earth-colored skirt-suits with pastel blouses. She loves sexy
shoes, and wears them well on her small, well formed feet.
She has large, well proportioned breasts, which carry well on her
larger-boned frame. Though she is self-conscious about it, they jiggle
delightfully when she walks. Her legs are firm and solid, but not at
all heavy, and men at the office enjoy a peek at her nylon-clad
"stems" as she climbs the stairs. Her hips and ass blossom forth from
her waist in a very eye-pleasing way, and she has an unconscious
wiggle, accented by her high heels, that has drawn whistles in the
arking lot.
Her quick, bright smile is matched by an equally quick frown, and
her young face already shows signs of "worry lines". She is subject to
stomach cramps, and somehow, this awakens a protective urge in Seanna,
who finds herself unaccountably attracted to this woman.
For her own part, Sandy thinks the world of Seanna. She wonders at
how she always seems to know the right thing to say, the right moves
to make in business, and secretly wishes that she were the sister she
didn't have.
About six months ago, Seanna's secretary left the company because
of pregnancy, and she placed an ad for a replacement. Several
applicants showed up, and among them was Erik Jansson.
Erik had all the necessary skills, and so, with a small chuckle at
the thought of having a male secretary, she hired him.
-= PAUSE =- Erik is a writer, but as yet has not made his mark. His works
have been published from time to time in magazines, but he needs an
income that's more regular. Putting aside his considerations, he
pplied at McCaffrey. He was glad he did. He enjoys being around
Seanna, and is not ashamed to admit he admires her ability as well as
her looks. The guys at Duffy's Tavern give him some flak, but he
laughs it off easily.
Erik is "six-foot-two, eyes of blue", with sand-colored hair. His
mother was a Scottish lass, and there is a hint of red in his hair
when you see it in a certain light. He got his fathers big
Scandenavian frame, and he carries it well.
He wears European-cut suits in brown and tan, and fitted shirts to
the office. He keeps a light tan by stopping at the gym's sun room
once in a while.
He's got a good, solid pair of buns, something which both women
noticed right away, and which Seanna tends to watch when he exits her
office.
They have also noticed, from time to time, that his "basket" is
pretty well filled, too, though never obvious.
Twice a week he spends some time in the gym across from Duffy's
nd works out or plays a round of racketball with his friend Mike, so
he hasn't lost his muscle-tone. He was a varsity letterman,
specializing in rings and parallel bars.
][ PAUSE ][ Although he almost always has a date when he wants one, he has no
strong attachments, and, as he tells Mike, is "just lookin' around."
Two months ago, Seanna invited Sandy to a restaurant for dinner
after work. The two women had a few drinks, and began to lose the
"edge" of employer-employee relationships, beginning to become
friends. They have been out to dinner together several times since.
After their last dinner, and a few drinks, Seanna suggested they
go to her apartment, where the drinks would be as good, and they could
be more comfortable.
Sandy agreed, and a short cab ride later, they arrived, and were
greeted by the doorman.
"Hullo, Ms. McCaffrey. Fine ev'nin." he said, as he pressed the
elevator button.
"Hello, Matt."
The two women entered the elevator, and shortly were in Seanna's
large, but not ostentatious apartment. Sandy looked around at the
comfortable, modern furniture, and said, "I love your place."
"Thank you. Give me your jacket. Like to look around?"
"Yes."
Sandy was relieved of her suit jacket, revealing a sheer pink
blouse that only slightly veiled her well-filled bra.
"Well, go ahead," Seanna invited her as she put away Sandy's
jacket and her own. "Make yourself at home. What will you drink?"
# PAUSE # "Um, seven and seven."
Seanna crossed the room to a small bar, tuned the stereo to soft
music, and began making the drinks while Sandy looked around. The
older woman brought up two glasses as the brunette peeked through the
open bedroom door.
"Here y'are. Cheers."
"Um. Good. Oh, what a big beautiful bed. Your apartment is
wonderful, Seanna."
"Thanks. I like it. Come sit on the couch with me and relax. You
eem nervous. Can't you forget I'm the boss? We're friends."
"Sure, Seanna." Sandy was not willing to tell her the real reason
for her nervousness. Not yet.
"Tell me some more about yourself, Sandy. Do you have brothers or
sisters?"
"No, and I always wanted a sister. My parents died in a car crash
when I was 12, and my aunt and uncle raised me. They had two boys
younger than I."
"That must have been difficult."
"Actually, no. They treated me like their own. There was never any
"me against them," or anything. They even saved my parents' modest
holdings and sent me to business college. How about you, Seanna? Do
you have a sister ?"
"I have three brothers, one older. I always thought a sister
$ PAUSE $ would be fun, too. Someone to talk girl-talk to.
"We were a strict religious family, and there wasn't much talk
about the things I wanted to know - mainly boys, then. My brothers
weren't much help, they wanted to 'protect' me."
The younger woman drained her glass.
"Another?"
"Uh, yes, thanks."
The red-head got up and walked to the bar.
"Seanna?"
"Yes?"
"Let's be sisters."
"What a wonderful idea! We could 'adopt' each other."
"Yes. And we could share secrets, and all the things we wanted to
talk about and do as kids."
"We should celebrate. Say, I'll open some champagne!"
They giggled over pulling the cork, Seanna holding the bottle
between her legs, and Sandy stroking the neck of the bottle.
"What a big one you have, and what an odd color!" Sandy laughed.
Secretly, she was fighting an urge to kiss Seanna, finding the red-
head unaccountably attractive. "What's going on with me?" she thought.
Eventually, the bottle was opened and the bubbly was poured.
They clinked glasses, smiled at each other, and toasted their new
"sisterhood".
% PAUSE % "But no favors at work," Sandy said after a moment. "I want no
istake, I'm gonna make it on my own." The drinks had loosened her
tongue a bit.
"Why, of course not. Not even for a real sister. You should know
me better."
They drank in silence for a while.
"My aunt and uncle were religious, too. They made sure we all went
to church and Sunday school and all that, but I stopped when I went to
college."
To herself Sandy thought, "I never was attracted to another woman
before. Should I tell her?"
"I stopped going to mass many years ago," Seanna answered. "To me
it seems the church doesn't see that God made us the way we are, and,
well, that it's ok to enjoy what we've got."
"I wish I were as beautiful as you," the brunette whispered, as
the red head refilled the glasses.
"What? Silly, you're a very beautiful woman. The men at the
office think so, too. I've watched them look at you. Erik likes to
watch you getting things from the bottom drawer of the file cabinet."
"He watches your bottom, too," Sandy giggled.
"He's good looking, isn't he?"
"Umm. When he walks by and gives me that smile I kinda melt. He's
got great buns, doesn't he?" Sandy was loosening up, the champagne and
+ PAUSE + the sudden close friendship making her feel very comfortable.
"Oh, yes. I almost forget what I'm doing sometimes, watching his
tight little cheeks."
They sipped some more. A warm cozy feeling was creeping up
Sandy's insides. Her secret attraction to Seanna, and the talk about
Erik, to whom she was also attracted, was taking a toll.
"You ever wonder what he'd be like? I mean, er, in bed," she
blurted.
"Yes, but not enough to do anything about it... yet." They
laughed.
They sipped a while in silence.
"Do you have a man in your life now, Sandy?"
She has had several men, but has found them generally too rash and
insensitive, and not formed any lasting attachments. Besides, though
she would like a warm, nurturing relationship, and fulfilling sex, she
ould rather not give up her career, as she feels she must if she were
to marry, and she is convinced that living with someone would be the
same.
"No, not right now. You?"
"Nobody special. The last guy I went with, I thought he was
special. He was one of the few who didn't mind my being 'Ms President'
and who - well, he was exciting, but... no good."
Seanna is very selective about those she allows to participate in
][ PAUSE ][ her private "rites", and is fiercely loyal to her men- until they
prove themselves "unworthy" of her, when she drops them, often on
their heads. She is willing to try anything to see if she likes it,
and she usually does.
"Seanna? Is it wrong for a woman to be, er, ah, attracted to
another woman?"
"Wrong? No, of course not."
"Would that make her a lesbian?"
"No, not unless she preferred women to men as a rule." Seanna
replied, "Why?"
"Oh, er, nothing. Excuse me. All this champagne, I need the
athroom." She got up, went down the hallway and closed the door. The
inner warmth was very strong, and after relieving her bladder, the
touch of the paper sent a thrill up her belly.
"No," she thought, "not here." But the demanding warmth called
her, and she wet a fingertip in her mouth and touched her love button.
Meanwhile, Seanna sipped more champagne and wondered about Sandy's
question, and wondering at her own attraction to the voluptuous
brunette. She got up, walked to the bar, and found some pretzels. She
poured them out into a bowl, carried them back to the sofa, and
nibbled at them.
Sandy's touchings had only increased the heat, her juices flowing,
her now swollen nether lips hungry. She spread her thighs a little
*PAUSE* wider, her love bud lengthening in its nest. Her fingers played in
the medium-brown patch of gently curled hair which barely covered her
full woman's lips. She pressed her thumbs together above her sparsely
overed mound and pushed downward. Her bud stood out straighter,
her frilly inner lips opening. She moved her thumbs up and down, and
the little hot wad moved up and down in the caressing nest.
Desire filled her, like a hollow in her loins. She rocked her hips
forward, sliding to the front edge of the seat. She kicked the white
cotton panties off her legs and spread her knees yet further. Her
thigh muscles tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed. Her flexing
fingers milked at her hot delta of flesh, drawing waves of heat from
her inner needs. She inserted a finger, then two, and worked them in
and out, trying to console her agonized need. Then she began to walk
them around inside herself. She began to mew softly. Her other hand
joined the first, rubbing at the frilly inner lips, teasing the bud
which sent such intense chills and warm lightnings in her belly.
"She's been gone a long while," Seanna mused, finishing her glass.
"I wonder if she's all right." She chuckled aloud. "She's had a lot to
rink, I hope she didn't pass out in there."
Sandy's hands were working a dance on her soft wet flesh, her
little moans becoming audible. She flung her knees wide, pressing a
third finger into play. She clawed at her inner softness, her other
hand gripping the top of her pussy, twisting and sliding against her
+ PAUSE + erect button. Shocking heat speared through her. Her ass bounced on
the toilet rim.
"I better see if she's okay." Seanna got up and walked to the
closed bathroom door, and listened a moment. She heard a soft moan
from within.
"Sandy?"
No answer.
Sandy's mouth was open in a grimace, her head tossing from side to
side, her three fingers buried to the second knuckle, her left hand
massaging a breast.
Now Seanna really was worried. She hesitated a moment, then opened
the door.
"Oh! Excuse... Oh." Embarrased at having barged in, but fascinated
by the scene she was witnessing, Seanna stood a moment in the doorway.
andy turned three shades of purple, returning to the world, and began
to cover herself.
"Oh, sweet little sister, don't stop. Finish what you started."
Sandy's hands really didn't want to leave their work, and after a
moment resumed their clawing. Seanna watched, her own fires warming.
She softly entered the room, and sat on the edge of the tub next to
Sandy.
"Oh yes. Oh, is that good? Mmm." Her hands went to Sandy's face,
pushing back a strand of hair.
) PAUSE ( Sandy had both hands back on her mound, one working the puffy lips
back and forth, the other once more plunged in, wriggling at the hot
flesh of the front wall of her canal.
The older woman leaned forward a bit, until her lips just brushed
those of her newly-adopted sister. Her tongue darted out, just
whisking against Sandy's soft red, also darting tongue.
Seanna found the buttons up the back of Sandy's sheer blouse, and
undid them while they kissed, then pulled the blouse gently from the
runette's shoulders as she broke away. Her hands went to the front
snap of her bra and undid it quickly. The older woman's fingers
gently drew the straps from the brunette's shoulders and pulled the
bra from the treasures it had held. Sandy's full large breasts were
capped by brownish silver-dollar sized areoles surrounding little
berries that had puckered up hard with her excitement. Seanna's hands
went to the twin globes and stroked them, rolling the nipples gently.
"How big your areoles are! And look how your nipples pucker." She
bent and darted her tongue over them.
Sandy's hips began to buck, her moaning grew louder.
The red-head leaned forward and flicked her tongue over the hard-
puckered tip of Sandy's nipple, while her hand joined Sandy's own. At
first exploring, then massaging Sandy's erect love bud. She pressed
and pulled at the little wad, watching Sandy's face.
"Unn!... Ohh!... OOOOH!"
[35m*PAUSE* "Cum, little sister. Oh, yes, cum. You look so pretty when your
cumming!"
Sandy reached the heights. She tottered a moment, delightfully
pausing at the brink of the precipice, then plunged headlong.
Lightnings and sparks went off in her body, her muscles jerked and
spasmed, her round ass bumping on the seat. Her head was thrown back,
her mouth open. The tight muscles forced her fingers half out of her
body.
"OOOOOOOOHHH."
Skillfully playing the rhythm of Sandy's spasms, Seanna gently
stroked her trigger, extending the awsome throes of Sandy's pleasure.
Slowly, the after- shocks eased, settling into a warm fuzzy glow.
Seanna was enthralled, watching the younger woman. Her own love
channel had heated, her ice-blue lace panties were drenched.
"Kiss me again," Sandy murmered.
Eagerly, she did, and found a warm, wet tongue licking the corners
of her mouth. Sandy's tongue answered. The brunette's hands went out
to Seanna's body.
Suddenly, she broke away. "Seanna, I'm scared and I'm embarassed.
I... I've never... er, ..."
The red-head replied, "Neither have I, sweet little sister. I've
never even considered it before. Relax. We're sisters, remember?"
"You always seem to know things," Sandy remarked, nodding.
-= PAUSE =- "Come on, let's not stay in here."
They wandered back out into the hallway, Sandy clutching her
discarded blouse and undies. They returned to the living room, and
sat back down on the sofa. Sandy's bounteous breasts were still
exposed, her rumpled skirt askew on her hips.
Sandy took a big gulp of champagne.
Seanna smiled at her. "I'm hot, too, now," she said softly. She
picked up her champagne glass in one hand, sipping, and slid the other
hand to the crotch of her pants, her eyes welling deeply as the looked
at the full- chested brunette.
Sandy watched wide-eyed as the red- head began to rub herself
gently through the cloth. She drank some more champagne, and watched
n silence. Her curiosity was aroused as well as her inner fires,
which rekindled at the sight.
Suddenly, she leaned forward and began to undo Seanna's blouse. "I
bet your breasts are beautiful."
"They're kinda small, not like yours."
The brunette stopped at her words. "Maybe she doesn't want me to,"
she thought.
"Go ahead. Please. I want you to," the red- head whispered.
Sandy slowly and gently finished with the buttons, then slowly
pulled the tails from under the belt, drawing the blouse open like
curtains, unveiling the shapely fleshy mounds beneath. Seanna was not
*PAUSE* wearing a bra. Though not large, her breasts were well shaped and
full, firm, set high, and crowned with quarter-sized areoles which
stood firmly, almost like a breast on a breast.
"Oh! They ARE beautiful. And I love your freckles!" Her chest,
like her face, was sprinkled with little freckles.
On sudden impulse, she leaned forward and kissed the hardening
ink tips. Seanna's nipples were highly sensitive and erectile. She
has been known to "get off" just on these. The sensation sent chills
down her spine, and little sparks of heat in her belly.
Seanna removed the blouse and sat back to enjoy the attention,
humming softly in her throat. Sandy broke off to kiss her again on
the mouth, parting her lips, hungrily pushing her tongue between the
red-heads lips.
Sandy's fingers explored the other woman's firm breasts, cupping
and squeezing them, pulling the nipples, which grew puffy and full.
She kissed her way down her neck and fastened her mouth around the
full pinkness, flicking the tip of her tongue over the ripening
raisins.
Seanna's moaning grew.
"Come, little sister." She said, after a while. Getting up, she
took Sandy's hand, and led her to the bedroom. She dimmed the lights
to a rosy glow, and began to remove the rest of her clothes. Under
he severe business suit, she had worn very feminine lace underwear in
# PAUSE # Ice-Blue, a color that accented her hair and milk-white skin.
In fact, sometimes, she will go without underwear, delighting in
the delicate sensuous feeling, and in the secrecy and the
"naughtiness" of it.
When she had removed the clinging material, Sandy saw that her
"bush" was full, a tangle of color slightly deeper red than the hair
on her head, diamond-shaped, with a thin spear of color projecting
three-quarters the way to her full, sensuous navel.
Her legs were thin but well shaped, and terminated in a pair of
globes that were a delight to behold, and, as she bent to remove her
stockings, the brunette glimpsed the sanctuary whose altar lies behind
nature's pink and frilly veil.
Sandy giggled slightly and removed her skirt and stockings. In a
moment, there were two very different, very beautiful and very naked
women standing by the bed.
Seanna laughed. "We forget to bring the bubbly!"
"I'll get it," Sandy laughed.
Seanna watched her go. She really did have a nice derriere.
"Don't forget the glasses," she called out.
Seanna turned down the cover on the big bed, and when Sandy
returned, she smiled and bounced onto the bed, sliding over and
patting the space next to her. Sandy giggled again, put the bottle
and glasses on the night-table, and sat next to and facing her. She
-= PAUSE =- put her arms around the older woman's neck, her ample breasts just
brushing the tips of the red-heads smaller ones.
Seanna began to stroke Sandy's back, running her hands up and down
the other woman's spine, the unfamiliar touch of her feminine finger
tips beckoning the brunette back down to the dizzying rush of
excitement. She reached lower and lower, finally stroking and
squeezing the younger woman's rounded buttocks.
Sandy flicked Seanna's cone-shaped nipples with her tongue,
ightly brushing them, teasing, then covered one with her mouth,
sucking it in and out between her lips.
Seanna began to groan again, lying down, her legs writhing on the
covers. Sandy flicked the tip of her tongue over the now full cones,
and the red-head began to shiver.
Seanna cupped her hands over Sandy's breasts as they hung down
over her, and began to knead them, squeezing the warm flesh, rolling
her large nipples in her fingers.
"That feels so good, Seanna," she murmered. Her hand strayed down
Seanna's belly. "You're so pretty. I love your red hair. See how it
curls. I'ts so full and bushy."
She ran her fingers through the shock of curls adorning Seanna's
belly. She pulled gently at the red curls, stroking her way closer
and closer to the mound they covered. Then, slowly and gently, she
parted the fleshy folds and ran a finger in the valley between.
$ PAUSE $ The red-head put her arms around the brunette and pulled her onto
er undulating body, wrapping her thin legs around the younger woman's
fuller ones. She pressed her hot wet flesh against Sandy's thigh.
Sandy squirmed around, then sat up, working one of her legs under,
the other over, Seanna's. Then she pressed forward, until her warm
woman's lips were kissing the red head's.
She stroked the other woman's belly with her fingers, running them
up over her breasts, down over her hips.
She manouvered herself until her again erect bud was pressing
hotly against Seanna's, almost like a miniature penis. She ground her
hips forward, the heat rising once more. She pushed her index finger
down so that it touched both their triggers, then pumped it up and
down.
Seanna lunged her hips forward and up, raising the pressure,
pressing her own lengthening bud against the brunette's. The two
women writhed and squirmed, finding the right angle, pressing. Their
wet warmth bumped and ground together, kissing and sucking against
ach other like two hungry mouths, their hands squeezing each other's
breasts, pulling each others nipples. The red and dark-brown curls
mingled wetly as their writhing bodies sought release, their two erect
love- buds straining against each other.
Sandy dimly thought to herself, as she started the trip to the
pinnacle, "Am I doing this? Or am I dreaming?"
][ PAUSE ][ Seanna was lost to thought, her quicker responses having already
brought her near the edge. She began to quiver, her nipples erected,
her voice lost in little mewing whimpers.
"Mmmm... oo, oo, mmmMMMM."
As Sandy went up the ladder of excitement, a part of her was
watching Seanna. "She really gets into it, doesn't she." she thought.
Seanna had begun to cum. Her stomach muscles knotted, little beads of
sweat grew from her skin, her areoles grew so they looked ready to
burst.
"mmmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMAAAAAAH!"
In the next moment, Sandy, too, went over, plunging into the
lightnings once more. Her lips clamped and released as her sphincters
ent into spasms, rubbing more fiercely against her slender partner's.
"OHH... UNG...AHH."
Sandy collapsed over the red- head's body. They twined their arms
and legs about each other, squirming in their after- shocks.
"Ohh. Nice," Seanna breathed. "But I still want. Oohh. I want
something in me."
She rolled over, refilled the glasses, handed one to Sandy, and
sipped.
Then she got up, walked across the room, opened a drawer and
withdrew a huge knobbed vibrator.
"Do you have any 'toys' at home, Sandy?"
-= PAUSE =- Sandy was embarrased, first at the sight of Seanna's "toy" and
second to admit that she used them. Actually, when she feels the urge,
at home, she would often and easily "help herself" with fingers,
pillow and a "toy". She usually keeps her wants and desires to
herself, not expressing them easily. But after a moment, she admitted.
"Yes, a smaller one, though."
Seanna walked back to the bed, brandishing the instrument like a
sword. She sipped some more champagne, then lay back on the pillows.
She held the vibrator between her legs, prodding at her still- moist
lips, then stopped.
"Here, won't you do me?" she asked, handing the instrument to
Sandy.
Sandy hefted the thing, stared wide-eyed at Seanna's writhing,
vulnerable body, her legs spread wide, her pink gates open.
She gulped down the rest of the glass, then crawled over until she
was sitting between the red- heads knees.
She lay the vibrator lengthwise in the the older woman's valley
and rubbed it slowly up and down. Seanna reached down and pulled her
lips apart with her fingers, moaning softly. Sandy prodded at the
entrance to the tunnel of love with the bulbous head of the
instrument, twisting and turning slowly. She found the control knob on
its butt end, and turned it a little.
A low pitched hum began, the device waking in her fingers. She
[32m-= PAUSE =- prodded and twisted some more, wetting the end in Seanna's ample
juices. Seanna moaned, her fingers dancing on her lips and mound.
Sandy watched fascinated as the device began to slip into the warm
pink opening, framed so beautifully by the red curls. She pushed, then
pulled it almost out, then pushed again, recalling how she did herself
at home.
With each entry Seanna's moans grew deeper. When half its length
had disappeared, Sandy turned the control up a bit more. The low hum
rose to a snarl, the instrument pulsing and growling in her hand.
"Ohh... Good... Mmm... More... Ohh..."
Sandy pulled it slowly out, then back in. It slid more easily as
Seanna's moisture wet the ribbed shaft. Sandy was warming to her
task, and began to pump the instrument in and out, twisting the
control up and down.
Sandy's free hand wrapped itself around her left breast, squeezing
herself, pulling at the nipples, stretching them, then pressing them.
Seanna was squeezing her own breasts. She spread her fingers in a
fan, and rotating her wrists, drummed her erect nipples.
Her knees spread wide on each in-stroke, then drew together on the
out stroke. Her head rocked back and forth.
"Ahhg! Yes! Ohh! Innn! Ohh. Harder!"
Sandy pumped. She pressed in as far as she dared, feeling the soft
resistance of Seanna's insides. She watched enthralled as the red head
][ PAUSE ][ began to buck, her hips and her delicious ass thrusting up off the
bed, her knees shaking.
Sandy's hand found her own wet tunnel, and probed.
She watched the red- heads pink flesh as it drew back and forth
with the instrument, how her erect nubbin clawed at it as she pressed
it in.
"Ohh. Give it to me! Ohhhhhh!"
Seanna bucked up, her body contacting the bed only on her feet and
shoulders. Her skin flushed, her freckles seeming to stand out, her
nipples expanding.
Sandy turned the control up all the way. The instrument roared, it
eemed almost to draw into Seanna's body of itself. Seanna pressed her
hips forward and down, impaling herself even more deeply than Sandy
had dared.
"mmmmmmmMMMMMMMAAAAH!"
Sandy rotated the butt of the vibrator, twisting it in the red-
head's body, stirring the flesh. She stirred her own flesh with her
fingers.
"mmmmMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAH!"
Again the rising moaning cry burst from Seanna's throat. Her body
flopped back to the bed, she rolled onto her side, the vibrator still
deep in her body. She drew her knees up to her chest and shook. Sandy
had released her hold when Seanna dropped, but now reached out and
% PAUSE % took it once more. The butt end was slippery with the overflow of
Seanna's hot honey. Her round ass- cheeks glistened with it.
Sandy pumped the shaft, jerking it with very short quick strokes.
Seanna's whole body shook with each stroke. Her arms clasped her
knees, her head jerked back, her face a grimace.
"Nn... NNg... Gggk..."
Inarticulate throat noises escaped her lips.
Finally, the spasms began to ease. She rolled onto her back, her
legs straightened.
Sandy turned the control off and began to withdraw the vibrator.
"Ahh! Wait! Slowly."
More gently, she eased the monster from its soft casing.
"Gee, I never cum like that," she thought.
Seanna lay back, exhausted, her eyes closed.
Sandy looked at the instument, slick with the red- head's honey.
She lay down next to Seanna, spread her legs and pressed it to her
tunnel.
How big it felt! Wet as it was, and ready as she was, it entered
easily. She pressed it in another inch, then reached up and turned it
on. Oh, how it moved! Her finger play had readied her, her watching
the other woman's pleasure had dazzled her, and now the vibrator was
completing the work.
She raised her knees higher, spread them as wide as she could, and
) PAUSE ( took the device in both hands and pushed.
"Ohh. Yes, its good. Ohh."
Seanna awoke from her drowse at the sounds.
"Oh, little sister, let me."
Seanna took both the big fluffy pillows and mounded them together.
"Here. Lie over these," she instructed.
Sandy rolled over onto the pillows, her voluptuous round cheeks in
the air, her knees far apart.
"Now relax, little sister."
Seanna parted Sandy's lips with one hand and guided the huge
instrument into her love channel with the other. She snaked it around
in Sandy's body. When a good part of its length had disappeared, she
switched it on.
"Mmmm" Sandy mumbled into the sheets as the device hummed within
her.
Seanna worked more and more of the device into Sandy, twisting and
turning it as she did. With her free hand she began to stroke and
pinch gently at the elevated cheeks of Sandy's wiggling derriere.
"Ohh. Umm."
Seanna advanced the control another notch, the device began to
growl.
"Oooh... Ung.."
The red- head pumped the vibrating device in and out of Sandy's
( PAUSE ) hot tunnel, pressing it this way and that, stimulating every nerve.
She watched how Sandy's flesh clung to the huge shaft as she withdrew
it, how it pressed her flesh inward as she forced it back into the
depths. She watched as the little ring of her rearmost opening pooched
in and out.
Sensing the brunette was at the edge, Seanna turned the machine on
full and pressed it in, working it around. She massaged the soft
purple pucker of Sandy's other opening with a wet fingertip.
"Arrrg... Ohhh.. NNNNNG!"
Sandy's cheeks waved back and forth, the muscles jiggling and
rippling, as the waves of intense pleasure mounted to climax. Sandy
came. And came.
Her insides churned as never before, her muscles tightening,
flashes of heat coursing her spine.
She clamped hard on the monster, as it roared within her. She
thought she would pass out, but still Seanna insistantly stirred the
achine in her body, stroked her little ring as it pooched in and out.
At last she slumped, and the device turned off. Slowly it withdrew
from her body, she felt both relief and loss at its going.
"Oh, Seanna. That was... beautiful! Oh, I'm so tired!"
"Me too, little sister. Stay with me tonight, we'll sleep well."
"Good. Thanks. Hold me?"
They kissed and fell asleep in each others arms.
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--- end of chapter 1. "Stay Tuned" for chapter 2.
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