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Like The Old Days
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*** Like the 'Ol Days ***
I'm a tall, blonde, fit 23 year-old woman who has a healthy interest in men.
Before I start let me state that I enjoy men as much as anyone. When I see
that swell in the front of a pair of jeans I get REAL turned on. Being
beautiful I have had a good share of sex. Let me give you a little background
about myself before I start this story.
When I was around 7 or 8 I used to hide myself in my room and take a belt and
run it through my legs and would pull it up tight, fastening it over my
shoulder. I wasn't sure why I did this but all I know was that "it felt good
in my special spot." I was a sort of a tomboy and would enjoy climbing trees,
and would also like to sit in them with no clothes on, getting turned, but not
knowing why. Once I fell asleep in the tree and when I woke my clothes were
gone. This would be nothing but I was down the street at the park. Well, let
me tell you, it took me an hour to get out of that tree. And I walked home,
totally nude, with everyone watching. But it was odd, I wasn't embarrassed, and
from that day I have enjoyed showing my gorgeous body off.
At around 15 or 16 I was almost fully developed. When I would have my best
friend, Ann Smith, over we would strip down and play with each other,
occasionally sleeping on one another. It may sound odd but we really thought
nothing of it, as we had been doing it all our lives. But that was the last
time I had any encounters with women.
At 18 I was fully developed and the hottest girl in school. My ass was tight
and firm and my breasts were full, but not to large. I frequently fucked boys
my age. But what I got a kick out of most was while babysitting I would pull
my pants down, after the kids went to sleep, and lay there, until the dog
licked my pussy and I would pretend to ignore it.
But at 23, and not attending college I got lonely. I was now in California
and living alone. I was as sexy as ever and didn't know many men, and was just
too busy to meet anyone. At this period I was working at a major advertising
firm, but with the privilege of having my office at home.
Well one day I got a call from the office saying a Ms. Ann Smith from
Californian Journal was coming over to work on a new campaign. Ann Smith, not
the same Ann Smith from high school?! Nahhh, there was a thousand Ann Smith's
in the world.
In about one hour my doorbell rang, and when I opened it I nearly fainted.
Ann Smith from High School! I couldn't believe it. We talked for a couple of
minutes and then decided that we had work to do so we entered my office.
We worked on her campaign from CJ for hours (whenever we worked on projects
together we always took forever, wanting everything perfect.) It was six
o'clock when we finished but when we looked outside there was a terrible storm
that we had totally ignored. There was no way Ann could drive home so I
offered for her to stay at my house.
I made dinner and we talked about old times and college. I was eating when I
remembered I only had one bedroom. (Oh my, what a coincidence!) I mentioned
this to her just before we went to bed. This is when it happened.
Ann turned to me and said, "Mary, remember in high school we slept in the
same room, so let's do it again, it'll be like old times." This sent a chill
through my spine. I held my hand out and pulled her to me. We were both
thinking the same thing.
But that was when she broke out in tears, crying that she was divorced from
her ex and hadn't fully gotten over it. I pulled her to me, our bodies
touching. She cried and got over it.
Her hands slid down to my ass, grabbing it firmly and my nipples erected in
the warmth of her hands. I kissed her on the lips and then my tongue probed
her mouth. She shuddered at it but still held on firm. My hands lowered and
undid her skirt, and it fell to the ground revealing the bare vagina. She had
been expecting this all along.
My pants came off next, along with my panties. We both stepped back for a
second to remove our shirts. Sweat poured down our sexy, young bodies. It had
been so long. My clit twitched when our pussies pussed against one another.
We kissed and fondled each other before going to the shower. We laid down in
it with the warm water pouring over our sweating bodies.
I couldn't believe, after all these years, I was fucking a woman. A woman!
But I enjoyed it so much. Thoughts of belts up my ass and walking home naked
flashed through my head.
Next thing I knew I had a tangy flavor in my mouth as I was licking her
pssy. My tongue went in deep and played with her. I could feel the muscles
tighten on my tongue. Her tongue was licking my ass while her hands probed my
pussy. She actually had her whole hand in it! I couldn't believe it.
I pulled out and turned around, with room, as the tub was big, and squeezed
her tits. Feeling the erect nipples in my hand brought my and her to orgasm.
We moaned and licked each other.
I collapsed to her side, and the shower still poured on us, wetting our
pussies and running up our asses. Then the next thing I know I hear the door
being opened and standing there is Jim, my next door neighbor.
I had given him the key in case of emergency. He was tall, dark, 25 and very
sexy. I never really met him well enough for sex but I enjoyed watching his
ass.
"I came over to see if your were all right when the storm ended," he said.
But then he dropped his pants and took his shirt off. His cock stood out
like a flagpole and the veins burst out. He entered the water and stuck his
hand in our pussies. We watched the hair on his balls wet down which turned us
both on.
I then reached up and grabbed his balls, squeezing and caressing them. He
was at fully ecstasy and had to cum. Ann reached up and grabbed his ass and the
sperm came shooting out and hit her in the mouth, which was open. His next
shot wasn't aimed and carefully and landed on my breasts.
With Ann's tongue in his mouth he reached back and turned the water off. I
just laid there with his hand feeling my clit. Another shot of sperm his my
check and I pulled is off and rubbed it on my pussy. And one more shot landed
on my stomach and jiggled there in my bellybutton as he felt my clit, and held
Ann's ass with the other.
We all then collapsed, in a heap of hot, sweaty bodies. We were all sticky
from the sperm and enjoyed it. Ann then got out of the rub on Jim's wish and
played with herself while Jim's cock went up my ass. I moaned at it but
enjoyed it, pushing my tight, sexy ass higher and higher, not able to get
enough. His hands pinched my nipples and Ann licked the milk coming from them.
The next thing I knew I was masterbating, my lovely fluid was spilling
everywhere, especially on Ann's stomach, which she let pour into her mouth.
Jim's sperm once again spat out on a stream covering me and Ann. I collapsed
to the side and the rest of Jim's fluid went into Ann's hair and on her face.
Her tongue licked it as Jim collapsed.
I haven't seen either since but I'm sure we all enjoyed that day of sex and
heat. Whenever I hear and the name Ann, Smith, or Jim I remember it. Needless
to say i have had many encounters with women in sex since, but never as good...
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