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Other Woman 1/3 (ffm)
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Subj: Other Woman(f/f/m) 1/3
Other Woman
by Caesar.
Cathy stood at the door to the "other woman's" house.
The black woman stood their staring at the woman, waiting with a
polite smile upon her pretty face. Cathy was dressed
conservatively and carried a briefcase. After a couple of seconds,
she began to talk. "Hi, my name is Cathy. I am here today as a
representative of a woman's home products company." She had to
control the urge to vomit as she shook hands with the very
attractive woman. "If I could take a few moments of your time to
show you some of our products...?"
Quickly she entered the nice condo and immediately
noticed the expensive and familiar furnishings. It was almost a
duplicate of her own house! Hubby had created a home away from
home. The woman's name was Lynn.
"Is your husband home?" Cathy asked turning around,
impressed by not ripping out the hair of the other woman.
"No, I'm not married!"
"A beautiful woman like you," she reached out and pulled
the woman's hand to the couch, "you could have almost any man!"
Sitting down next to each other, knees touching.
Almost shyly, "Well their is one, but he's married. But
he says that won't last for much longer." The silence became
thick.
To cover up the flush of her cheeks, Cathy placed the
briefcase on the coffee table and then opened it. Inside was a
wide assortment of adult sex toys and lingerie. The "other woman"
seemed taken back at all the toys.
"Could I interest you in some adult sexual aids...a cock
ring perhaps?" The woman didn't answer, so Cathy pulled out a
large lifelike dildo, "Perhaps this...a woman's best friend." She
placed it next to he cheek and nuzzled it for a second before
placing it back in the briefcase. "To be honest this is my first
day, but my boss assured me that these products would sell
themselves. She said it was easier to buy these things in the
privacy of your own home instead of going into one of those scummy
skin shops." She patted Lynn's hand to reassure her.
To recover, Lynn stood then asked to get Cathy anything.
Seconds latter, two coffees sat next to the open briefcase. With
almost expert fluency, Cathy dropped two tablets into the steaming
hot cup of java. They talked about clothes, underwear and
lingerie. Cathy took several pairs of panties and stockings out
and displayed them over the head of the couch. Then Lynn took her
first sip of coffee as Cathy looked on with devious excitement. A
few different size phallus's were placed on the table to discuss
them. At first the black woman was shy, but after a few more
minutes she began to open up and they discussed their favourite
sizes and shapes.
Lynn's head was spinning, she realized what was going on
around her but she seemed separate from the rest of her own body.
So to clear up her head she drank more of her coffee, hoping the
caffeine would help. It didn't! She was in a haze for a few
moments, but then she realized Cathy was fondling her naked bosoms
and even bending forward to kiss and bite the hard little nipple.
Nothing like this has ever happened to her before, but she couldn't
say no, she could feel her body getting excited, extremely excited,
but couldn't do anything.
Cathy again kissed the black woman's full red lips,
forcing her tongue into the mouth. Her hands began to undo the
tight jeans covering the thin lower half of the "other woman", her
top half already completely naked. "Roll onto your knees Lynn."
It was an order, not a request.
She had no choice, her body began to comply even before
Lynn decided that she didn't wanted to. She bent over the top of
her large couch, her bottom raised up. In seconds she could feel
the woman's hands pulling the tight denim past her slim hips. One
leg at a time was raised and her jeans pulled off. There she was
naked except for her g-string panties, but they didn't hide
anything, with only a string up her buttock! Why was she doing
this? The last thing she remembered was talking and laughing with
the sales woman.
Smack!
Lynn screamed out as Cathy began to spank her bottom.
Roughly and quickly the hand descended upon the raised black
bottom. Then more spanks, and more!
Then the g-string was ripped off her body, the cord felt
like it had shredded her thigh. A finger roughly rammed into her
vagina. Lynn was ashamed that it as so wet and hot. Things again
became hazy, except she remembered only a few parts. Another
finger...begging her tormentor to make her cum...a tongue briefly
tastes her sexual nectar making her feel very good...then pulling
off Cathy's clothes as she stood in the centre of the living
room...laying in the middle of her living room, Cathy knelt over
her as she licked at the vagina above her...Cathy orgasming and
collapsing over her body, the woman's head between her thighs,
inches away from her still excited cunt.
Then...
"Gord my god! Get out!" Lynn screamed noticing that her
twelve year old son stood in the hallway frozen by the sight before
him, his school bags still in his hands. She couldn't move with
the older woman above her still pinning her to the floor, if she
could she would pull some of the rapidly discarded clothes to cover
her nakedness.
Cathy sat back up, effectively covering Lynn's mouth with
her wet cunt. Shutting her up.
The boy having seen what his mother was doing, and the
scream she produced when she saw him caused the boy to jump and
obey her wish.
"Stop!" Yelled Cathy. The boy stood with his back
turned ready to run within seconds. Cathy stood up and walked
towards him. While behind her Lynn quickly covered her breasts and
vagina with her hands. Towards Lynn, "Be silent." And to the
black boy, "Who are you?"
"Gord." He spoke quietly and softly, his shoulders
trembled.
Cathy placed a hand upon the boys shoulder and spun him
around towards her. Amused she noticed his eyes flash to his
mothers hastily covered breasts and nipples. "Your Lynn's boy
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