Sunday, May 20, 2012

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 57

With her father out of town again, Lexi had been indulging herself that day. It was cold outside, but she’d turned the heat in the apartment way up and spent the afternoon trying on clothes from her closet and admiring herself in the full-length mirror in the master bedroom. She was not normally a vain girl, but lately she had been getting a lot of exercise and eating right, and at the moment she was feeling very good about her body.

By midafternoon she had tried on most of her dresses, skirts, and blouses and moved on to bathing suits. She had also masturbated twice and was thinking about going for a third round when the doorbell rang. Lexi walked to the front door and peered through the peephole; it was her neighbor Annalise, once again bearing a tray of food.

Lexi paused briefly to consider. She was both hungry and horny. Annalise was a good cook and also very attractive. Was it appropriate for her to answer the door in the green string bikini she was currently wearing? Why not?

She swung open the door and invited Annalise inside.

“Hi, Lexi,” said the older woman. “I made a ton of enchiladas and thought you guys might like some.”

“My dad’s away till tomorrow,” said Lexi, “but come sit down with me.” Turning toward the kitchen, Lexi watched out of the corner of her eye to see if Annalise checked her out, and was pleased to note that Annalise appeared to do a full-body scan of the younger girl.

They sat down together at the kitchen table and Lexi pulled the foil top off the tray; the enchiladas smelled fantastic.

“It’s warm in here,” noted Annalise, taking off the jacket she’d been wearing. Underneath she was wearing a summery dress that was not quite appropriate to the season but showed off her large breasts nicely.

Lexi dipped a finger into the cheese and licked it off absentmindedly. “You want a plate?” she asked.

“Well...” said Annalise. “I might just have one. I haven’t eaten since breakfast.”

Lexi fixed them both plates and sat down across from Annalise. Lexi ate ravenously – she hadn’t realized that she was starving – while listening to Annalise chat pleasantly about her job, her son, her garden. She seemed very transparent to Lexi: a nice lady, but bored, and desperately in need of sexual attention. No doubt she had wanted to fuck Lexi’s dad...but since he wasn’t here....

Her hunger finally sated, Lexi excused herself to go to the bathroom. When she returned she stood looking at the back of Annalise’s head, watching the older woman pick idly at the remains of her enchilada. For half a minute Lexi was conflicted – her brain said no, her pussy said yes yes yes.

In the end it was no contest. Lexi eased up quietly behind Annalise and leaned down to kiss her on the ear. Annalise stiffened, then softened; it was clear that she was eager for affection. Lexi moved around to kiss the older woman on the mouth and at the same time reached down to cup her breasts, which were warm and heavy in Lexi’s hands. Annalise began to pant...Lexi wondered how long it had been for her.

Positioning herself now in front of Annalise, Lexi pulled the top of the older woman’s dress down to expose her tits. Her nipples had very quickly become nice and hard, and Lexi alternated sucking them with leaning up to kiss Annalise, conscious of wanting to take it slow with her, make her feel comfortable. But her breasts were so big and delicious that after a minute Lexi lost herself in them, moving from one to the other, sucking the nipples then stretching her mouth to take in as much as possible – but try as she might, Lexi could not come close to getting one all the way in.

Taking a deep breath, Lexi leaned back and looked Annalise in the eye. There was no pretense between them anymore; they both know where they stood and what they wanted. Lexi flipped up the bottom of Annalise’s dress and slid her black panties down and off. Annalise’s legs fell open; her black pubic hair was neatly trimmed and her crotch appeared to have been freshly waxed; she looked simply delicious, and Lexi did not hesitate to lean forward and take a taste.

Annalise’s pussy lips parted very easily, and Lexi soon found herself sticking her tongue deep inside the older woman, trying to get at the source of the nectar that was flowing from between those legs. Annalise moaned, arched her back, and lifted her feet onto the table, pinching her own nipples as Lexi continued to tongue-fuck her. Lexi gave it her full effort, determined to give Annalise the biggest orgasm she’d ever had. Then it happened – Annalise gripped Lexi’s head between her legs, her whole body throbbing rhythmically. When Annalise finally released her Lexi looked up mischievously, feeling like she’d really achieved something, and deserved a reward in return.

Lexi stood and Annalise removed her bikini top, then spent a long time suckling the younger girl’s smaller – but nonetheless delightful – tits. As she sucked Annalise slowly untied Lexi’s bikini bottom and slipped it off, gradually working one finger inside. Eventually Lexi ended up on the table, legs spread wide, glistening young slit begging for attention. Annalise hadn’t licked a pussy for a long time, since college, but no one had to draw her a picture – she knew what to do. It helped that Lexi was tremendously responsive, thrashing and moaning as soon as Annalise touched her.

Before long Lexi was approaching orgasm, screaming in a way that made Annalise worried if the other neighbors would hear. But there was no sense holding back now – Annalise fucked Lexi with a thumb while licking her clit, and then Lexi was writhing and shuddering as she came, arms flung back over her head.

Afterward the two of them just relaxed for awhile, eating Ben & Jerry’s and talking quietly. They could have been any two girlfriends, except that one was pushing 40 and one was 18; and that soon the ice cream came out of the carton and started being licked off various body parts; and eventually they ended up 69ing in Lexi’s bedroom. But other than that, it was just your average day.


Friday, May 4, 2012

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 56

Just as Jessica had predicted, Ella’s party turned out to be a staid and rather dull event, despite the presence of Marie and Jane serving drinks and hors d’oeuvres in bondage gear. It wasn’t until after the last guest had left that things started to get interesting.

It was Ella’s husband's birthday and she had planned a special treat for him. After saying goodnight to the last couple, Ella locked the door, returned to the living room, and instructed Marie and Jane to clear off the big table that all the food had been sitting on. As they worked Ella settled her husband down on the sofa with a drink in hand and reminded him of the ground rules: He could look but not touch. Ella hadn’t technically cleared this idea with Jessica, but knew that Jessica wouldn’t mind as long as her property wasn't damaged.

When the table was clear Ella paused for a moment, considering how to proceed. She sipped from her glass of wine, looking back and forth at the two women at her disposal, then over at the expectant face of her husband. Sitting her glass down on the coffee table, she walked over and pulled off Jane’s form-fitting rubber top, then her bottom. When Jane was naked Ella had her climb onto the big table and stretch out on her back. Ella then used some scarves that were hanging nearby to tie Jane’s wrists and ankles to the table legs. Jane’s pubic hair was now short hair rather than stubble, forming a perfect triangle; she was positioned so that her open legs pointed right toward Ella’s husband.

Ella leaned back against the wall and beckoned for Marie to approach. When she was close Ella had her drop to her knees. Ella pulled her dress down to expose her breasts and pulled Marie’s head to them. Marie needed no encouragement – she had been in the mood for hours with no action – and started eagerly suckling Ella’s pert, mouthful-sized tits. Ella too was more than ready, and soon she lifted her skirt and pulled her panties aside so Marie could start licking her cunt. Jane lifted her head and gazed over longingly, powerless to get involved, her pussy gushing moisture.

Ella reached down to pull off her panties and then pinioned herself back against the wall, spreading her legs wide, her recent yoga practice helping her maintain her balance. Marie dove back in, driving her tongue up inside Ella, her nose rubbing against the blonde’s clit. Before long Ella came, shuddering, her long nails digging into Marie's back.

Marie sat back and gazed up at Ella expectantly, her face smeared with juice, a stray golden pubic hair dangling from her nose. Ella took her by the hand and stood her up, walking her over to the table where Jane was tied.

Ella bent Marie over the table so Jane could lick the nectar off her face; Jane complied eagerly and obediently. Then Ella pushed Marie across Jane and lifted her onto the table – Ella was surprisingly strong for such a thin woman – so the two were in 69 position. Very much enjoying acting as puppet master, Ella pushed Marie’s head down into Jane’s crotch, then opened the zipper between Marie’s legs so her pussy was exposed. Ella fingered Marie as Jane licked her from below, causing Marie to squirm, arch her back, and moan deliciously.

Now Ella removed her finger and slipped it into her mouth, glancing over at her husband, who sat staring wide-eyed, looking stunned. Disappearing into the bedroom for a minute, Ella reappeared wearing a black strap-on and brandishing a riding crop. After watching Marie and Jane 69 for awhile – they were going at it in a frenzy now, completely oblivious to the world around them – Ella brought the crop down firmly on Marie’s ass. Marie yelped and paused just a moment to look back at Ella, then went back to eating Jane’s cunt, only to go rigid as Ella penetrated her.

This arrangement continued until Marie came violently, her whole body shaking, then went limp. Ella withdrew from her and slipped the strap-on into Jane’s mouth. After giving Marie a minute to recover, Ella sat her up so that she was smothering Jane’s face. Untying Jane’s legs, Ella bent them back so that her ass was sticking out, and proceeded to give her several good solid whacks with the riding crop.

Positioning the tip of the strap-on between Jane’s pussy lips, Ella teased her with a few short strokes, the plunged in forcefully, drawing a helpless groan from Jane that was muffled by Marie’s crotch. Holding Jane’s legs together to narrow her canal, Ella fucked her mercilessly, reaching over with the crop to stroke Marie’s clit. In a few minutes Jane and Marie climaxed simultaneously, prompting a satisfied smile from Ella, who waved her riding crop in the air miming a conductor.

Untying Jane’s hands, Ella helped her down off the table, then hopped up to take her place. At Ella’s behest Marie and Jane knelt beside the table and took turns sucking the strap-on and Ella’s tits. Conscious of trying to put on a show, Ella stretched out her long legs and teased the wet pussies beneath her with her feet; but soon the itch between her legs grew too strong, and she tore off the strap-on and spread her legs wide.

Putting one hand on Marie’s lovely dark locks and one on Jane’s peach-fuzzy dome, Ella guided both heads down to her crotch and stretched out across the table to receive the pleasure she had coming to her. The spectator in the room was forgotten for the moment, but you weren’t going to hear him complain.