Immediately upon entering the fitting room, Olivia dropped to her knees and lifted Gina’s skirt. For a minute she just sat savoring the scent in the vicinity – Gina had been marinating for awhile, and the smell that lingered around her was like smoked salmon coated in honey.
Olivia picked up a pair of slinky white panties and helped Gina step into them. She pulled them into place and leaned back to admire how they looked, then took hold of them and began to work the crotch up into Gina’s slit. Gina groaned quietly and leaned back with her eyes closed. Hypnotized by the sight of Gina’s puffy pink lips peeking out around the white fabric, Olivia had completely forgotten where she was until she caught a hint of movement out of the corner of her eye. Looking over, she saw Claire standing in the doorway, eyes glittering eagerly.
Keeping eye contact with Claire, Olivia reached down and slid a finger inside Gina, feeling the older woman’s cunt muscles clamp down on her. Gina moaned louder and opened up, bracing herself against the wall and lifting one leg onto Olivia’s shoulder. For the moment Claire just watched, bringing one hand to her mouth and nibbling gently on a fingertip. Then Olivia beckoned her with a slight tilt of the head and that was all it took; Claire took one long stride forward and sank to her knees beside Olivia.
Olivia gulped, her head buzzing with the sudden hotness of it all. She looked up at Gina, lost in bliss, then down at Claire, who stared back wide-eyed, lips slightly parted. Then Olivia pulled the crotch of Gina’s panties aside with one hand and used the other to guide Claire’s head over into that area. Claire happily extended her tongue and touched it gently to Gina’s vulva; Gina arched her back and threw her full weight back against the wall, opening her legs all the way.
For a couple minutes Olivia just watched as Claire slowly licked Gina’s pussy, then leaned in closer and pushed her tongue inside. Only then did Olivia pull down Gina’s top and suck one breast into her mouth (or at least as much of it as she could fit). At this point Gina realized that there were two pairs of lips on her and her eyes flew open. It took a moment for her to register what was happening, seeing the familiar dark head just below her and the unfamiliar red-haired one between her legs. Claire lifted her head to look at Gina, her face wet with pussy juice, and briefly Gina felt embarrassed and uncertain. But what was she going to do, pretend she hated it? It felt good – really, really good – so she pulled Claire’s head back to where it had been and lifted Olivia’s up for a kiss.
Olivia reached down to help Claire by rubbing Gina’s clit, and in short order Gina started shaking violently, moaning the loudest orgasm Olivia had ever heard her have. Olivia dropped back to her knees to kiss Claire, delighting in the taste of her lover on this stranger’s lips.
Lifting Claire to her feet, Olivia leaned her against the other wall and politely helped her out of her clothes, glancing periodically back at Gina as she did so. When Claire was naked Olivia started kissing her way down the blonde’s slim body, keeping one eye on Gina’s rapt expression all the while. Claire’s tits were nice little mouthfuls and her nipples were skinny but stuck out invitingly; Olivia sucked and bit down on each one, causing Claire to squirm and sigh. Gina reached out and ran one hand across the nape of Olivia’s neck as she moved down, arriving finally at Claire’s wispy nest of rust-colored curls.
Olivia paused and looked back at Gina one last time. Did Gina think her a terrible slut now? The excited look in Gina’s eyes said no; and in any case it was too late to turn back. Olivia used her nose to nudge Claire’s legs apart and burrowed between them. Claire tasted wonderful – a subtler flavor than Gina, but fresh, ripe, and little perfumey.
Gina leaned in for a closer look. She was surprised to find that she didn’t feel jealous – just excited, wet, even a little proud of how self-assured Olivia was in this situation. Though she was the youngest of the three, if anyone was in charge here, it was clearly her. When she’d had her fill of Claire’s pussy, Olivia stood and pulled off her T-shirt; she was braless underneath and her nipples jutted out like twin antennae. Taking Gina’s head in one hand and Claire’s in the other, Olivia gathered both to her chest. She brought one mouth to each nipple, then encouraged them to kiss each other, then brought them back to continue suckling.
At this point Olivia realized exactly what she wanted next and set about arranging it. She stretched out on her back on the bench that had been conveniently provided, and had Claire go down on her while Gina sat on her face. Soon Olivia was making noises she’d never made before as Gina ground down on her and Claire lapped away. Gradually Gina sank forward until her tongue was stabbing at Olivia’s clit. She looked into Claire’s eyes from only inches away; they smiled shyly at each other and went back to what they had been doing.
After that Olivia wasn’t conscious of anything for awhile. Next thing she knew she was sitting up on the bench, slumped against the wall, reverberations from half a dozen orgasms pulsing through her. Gina was sitting in a corner smoking a cigarette. Olivia was surprised – she’d never seen Gina smoke – but had to admit it made for a sexy pose. In truth, Gina was an ex-smoker who always kept a pack in her purse just to prove she was over the temptation. Claire was nowhere to be seen.
Olivia looked over at Gina and smiled. “Wow,” was all she could manage to say.
Gina took and big puff and responded, “You said it, honey.”
Just then Claire returned, but there was more to her than there had been before – a nice big white strap-on protruded from between her legs. Olivia caught the look on Gina’s face when she saw it and smiled. They hadn’t used a strap-on in their time together, and Olivia imagined Gina was eager for something inside her. In a flash she saw how things were going to transpire.
Olivia would flip over so her knees were on the floor and her tits pressed against the bench, presenting her pussy to Claire. Claire would give Olivia what for as Gina scooted over to kiss Olivia on the mouth, cheek, neck, and ear. When she was content Olivia would take the strap-on from Claire and put it on herself, bring Claire to her knees, and watch contentedly as Claire licked her juices from the dildo.
Then she’d lay Gina back on the bench and spread her legs. Slowly, ever so slowly, she’d tease Gina’s opening with the tip of the plastic cock, swirling it around and around, sinking in just a millimeter and then pulling it out again. Then she’d give Gina the good hard fucking she so clearly needed while Claire watched from below, occasionally sticking her tongue in when Olivia slowed down enough to let her.
If Claire played her cards right, she might get fucked too. Olivia pictured her on her hands and knees on the floor, getting pounded from behind, every thrust pushing her face forward into Gina’s pussy.
Later on, at home, Olivia might even model her new clothes for Gina, and who knew what might happen then. Suddenly her head was full of ideas.
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Saturday, July 7, 2012
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 58
Gina Moretti’s kids were with her husband so she and Olivia had spent the whole weekend together, rarely leaving the house or even putting on clothes. The sexual chemistry between them was intense – the more they went at it, the more they wanted. On Saturday alone they had fucked in the bedroom, the bathroom, the living room, and the dining room.
Sunday morning Olivia woke alone in Gina’s bed, yawning and stretching, feeling well-rested and content. Making her way downstairs, she found Gina in the kitchen, bending over the oven putting in a tray of biscuits. Dressed in nothing but a white apron, Gina looked every inch the Milf that she was. Olivia sidled up behind her and as soon as Gina had safely sat the tray down, she felt Olivia pressing up against her. She smiled and looked back over her shoulder; Olivia reached down to cup Gina’s breasts, enjoying the feeling of the older woman’s soft, warm rear nestling up against her.
Gina straightened up and leaned back for a kiss; Olivia slid her hands under the apron and pinched Gina’s nipples, feeling them stiffen at her touch. After a few minutes Gina spun around to face the younger girl. Her hands were covered with white flour, and soon Olivia was too. Gina bent down to suck Olivia’s tits and then leaned her back against the kitchen table, spreading her legs and enjoying the light dusting of white flour in her black pubic hair.
Gina ran her nose and lips through the soft fur, pushing her tongue through to touch the skin underneath. Reaching over to dip her hand into the flour jar, she let a fine coating of powder drift onto Olivia’s thighs, then ran a finger through it, finishing by easing one thumb between the Asian girl’s moist pussy lips.
Pretty soon they were 69ing on the kitchen table, fingernails digging into each other’s butt cheeks, completely lost in the moment. Later they had biscuits with lots of butter and homemade apricot jam.
After breakfast they showered and decided to finally get dressed and go out into the world (though by mutual agreement, neither of them wore panties). They decided to go shopping at the closest mall, about 15 minutes away. Gina had just received her alimony check and was feeling flush; her husband made good money and had been good about making the payments, at least. She smiled to herself at the idea of spending his money on her young lesbian lover.
Gina ended up buying Olivia a whole new outfit. First a beautiful black cocktail dress that really flattered her shape; it was short enough to be very sexy but not too short to wear in public. Then a pair of matching heels: high enough to lift Olivia’s ass nicely, but not so high that they were awkward to walk on. Then a necklace and earrings, expensive enough to seem indulgent, but not so expensive that they would be a source of worry.
They finished up at the lingerie shop. By now it was getting late in the day, and just a few minutes after they walked in, the girl behind the counter announced that the shop was closing. Seeing the disappointed look on Gina and Olivia’s faces, however, she relented. “I’m going to lock the door, but you guys take your time. It’ll take me a while to get ready to close anyway.”
The three of them smiled at each other, and a quiet and slightly awkward look passed between them. Gina knew that Olivia certainly didn’t look like her daughter, and wondered what this girl – her nametag said “Claire” – thought the two of them were doing shopping for lingerie together. Olivia simply noted that Claire was extremely cute – a slim redhead in her early-to-mid 20s, dressed appropriately for this venue in a light blue bodystocking.
Claire, for her part, had been having an affair with an older woman – the manager of that very store – for more than a year, and immediately suspected that Gina and Olivia were a couple. Their body language said that they were naturally drawn together, but keeping themselves apart for the sake of propriety.
Gesturing toward the empty store, Claire said, “Help yourselves to everything. The fitting room is right behind you. Yell if you need any help.” With that, she leaned over the counter to examine some paperwork, and Gina and Olivia resumed browsing.
Years later, Olivia would be surprised to read this very scenario in several erotic stories. At this time she didn’t know that it was almost a cliche – she felt very awake and excited, aware of all the possibilities in play as she and Gina made several trips to the dressing room and back. Each time they emerged, Claire was looking up from the counter, always straight at Olivia, her gaze lingering for slightly longer each time.
Gina seemed oblivious, focused completely on Olivia, enjoying having her own sexy little dress-up doll. Each time she picked out a pair of panties for Olivia to try on that was skimpier than the pair before; each time Olivia modeled the underwear for her benefactress — for her trouble getting fingered before, during, and after the process — and each time the item went back onto the rack slightly more smeared in Olivia’s juices.
Finally they settled on a simple black thong with a lacy front and a matching bra. They set the items down on the counter and Claire smiled at them sweetly, asking “Will that be all today?”
Gina started to say yes but Olivia interrupted her. “Actually....” she said. It had suddenly occurred to her that they ought to get something for Gina, too. Quickly scooping several provocative numbers off the racks, Olivia led Gina back toward the fitting room. As they passed a meaningful look passed between Olivia and Claire.
Grinning to herself, Claire went to close the blinds at the front of the shop. When she turned back around, she couldn’t help noticing that the door to the fitting room had been left slightly ajar.
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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 house 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 the door open 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. It was subtle, but there was no question that Annalise gave her the once-over; in response Lexi put a little extra sway into her walk.
Annalise followed into the kitchen, where they sat down together at the table. 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. After taking a first tentative taste, Lexi began to eat 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.... Lexi was beginning to learn that every woman was bisexual under the right circumstances.
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.
Moving around 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 the younger girl’s bikini top, then spent a long time suckling her 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.
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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 the door open 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. It was subtle, but there was no question that Annalise gave her the once-over; in response Lexi put a little extra sway into her walk.
Annalise followed into the kitchen, where they sat down together at the table. 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. After taking a first tentative taste, Lexi began to eat 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.... Lexi was beginning to learn that every woman was bisexual under the right circumstances.
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.
Moving around 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 the younger girl’s bikini top, then spent a long time suckling her 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.
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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 skirt. 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 brown bush 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, then pushed her down onto her knees. Now Ella leaned forward slightly, pulling the top of her own dress down to expose her breasts. 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 obediently and eagerly. 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 from Marie’s pussy and slipped it into her own 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, then 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.
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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 skirt. 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 brown bush 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, then pushed her down onto her knees. Now Ella leaned forward slightly, pulling the top of her own dress down to expose her breasts. 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 obediently and eagerly. 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 from Marie’s pussy and slipped it into her own 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, then 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.
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Friday, March 23, 2012
Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 55
Riding back to town in the limousine, Kat again drifted in and out of consciousness. The sun was going down outside, but she couldn’t see it, even though she had been allowed to ride in the back of the limo this time instead of the trunk. She was blindfolded and handcuffed to Lucy on one side and Casey on the other side; every so often one of them reached over with a free hand to fondle Kat’s breasts or play with her pussy. As a result she was in a constant state of low-level arousal and the dress she was wearing – a red-wine-colored A-line cut low on top and short at the bottom – was out of place and disheveled.
Kat thought back to when the already surreal day had started to turn really strange. Mimi had beckoned her over and invited her to take a draw from the hookah. Kat had hesitated for a moment, unsure what she might be getting into, but the situation had seemed to encourage decadence. The smoke was sticky, sweet, and a little musty; Kat took too much and coughed for a minute, but immediately the lights in the room looked brighter and the music that was playing seemed to slow down, acquire new beats in between the beats she had heard previously. Mimi smiled at her, and the smile was the smile of a big cat about to pounce; Kat knew that she was about to be taken, and felt her knees weaken.
Mimi nodded to Lucy and Mia, and each took one of Kat’s hands. They led her over to a large circular table and laid her on top of it, fastening her wrists and ankles into restraints built into the tabletop. Lucy flipped a lever and with practiced efficiency she and Mia flipped the table so that its surface was vertical rather than horizontal, then spun it so that Kat was upside-down. Mimi liked having a new conquest in this position, where she could taste them without in any way compromising her dominance.
Cupping Kat’s dangling breasts in both hands, Lucy massaged the nipples with her thumbs, then tweaked them with her fingers until they were at maximum hardness. Kat let out a small sigh that turned abruptly to a gasp as Mia snapped on a nipple clamp. When both sides were clamped, Mia looped the chain between them back behind Kat’s head, bringing them to a tension point that pulled Kat’s nipples down and out. Then Lucy and Mia stepped away.
Licking her lips, Mimi approached the bound cheerleader. Kat could hardly have been called an innocent at this point, with all that she had experienced in the last few months, but in this position she radiated an innocent vulnerability that Mimi found utterly delicious. Mimi ran her hands up and down Kat’s body, savoring her youthful softness. Kat’s pussy, just inches below Mimi’s face, was glistening with liquid, her lips puffy and slightly parted, with just a hint of the inner pink exposed. Mimi was torn; she wanted to devour it, but at the same time she wanted to prolong the anticipation endlessly, make Kat whimper and beg.
Mimi traced a finger experimentally down the length of Kat’s crevice; it made a soft squishing sound and opened slightly more. This had the effect of arousing Mimi tremendously while also strengthening her resolve. She spent the next 15 minutes teasing Kat mercilessly, touching every part of her body, returning to the sensitive areas just often enough to keep the girl in a state of fevered expectancy.
Finally Kat let out a long, loud exhale and groaned “Please, please, please....”
“You said the magic word,” purred Mimi, pushing one finger all the way inside Kat and pulling it out coated with juice. She took a taste from her fingertip and fed the rest to Kat, pushing her moist digit into the younger girl’s submissive mouth. When it was nice and clean Mimi finally felt ready to indulge. Bending her knees slightly and craning her neck forward, she penetrated Kat forcefully with her tongue, gulping in a big mouthful of nectar.
Now Mimi seemed to go into a frenzy, burying her face in Kat’s crotch and staying down there for several minutes. When she finally came up for air, she had a faraway look in her eyes. She beckoned to Mia and Lucy, who scurried obediently to their mistress’s side. Mimi whispered something into Lucy’s ear, whereupon Lucy left the room. Then she turned the other way to whisper to Mia, and Mia started to lick Kat’s juices from Mimi’s face.
When Lucy returned she was wearing a long black face dildo, and Mimi resumed licking Kat as Lucy knelt behind her. Mimi bent over slightly to give Lucy access, and Lucy thrust the dildo up between her mistress’s legs and into her pussy. Mimi tongued Kat more slowly this time, teasing her, occasionally paying attention her clit but not letting her come. Kat, for her part, was desperate to get to Mimi’s pussy, which was now just inches from her face, but bound as she was she just couldn’t quite make it.
Bit by bit, though, the force of Lucy’s pounding from behind pushed Mimi forward until Kat was able to fully extend her tongue and touch it to Mimi’s clit. This seemed to complete a circuit; Mimi immediately began to tremble with a powerful orgasm, and she sucked Kat’s clit into her mouth, prompting her to climax as well.
Mimi took a step sideways, looking a little wobbly on her legs and uncharacteristically uncertain of herself, and sat down. Lucy slid forward on her knees and pushed the face dildo into Kat’s mouth.
Later Kat’s table was turned horizontal again, and everyone in the room gathered around to play a little game. The table was spun around like a lazy susan, and when it stopped, whoever Kat’s head was pointing to climbed up onto the table and sat on her face. Some of them leaned down to 69, and Lucy on her turn fucked Kat’s pussy with the dildo, but everyone got at least one turn. When they were done with her Kat just lay there dazed as everyone left the room.
Finally Emily appeared and unchained Kat from the table, then led her again to the bathroom where they had first cleaned up. Again Emily scrubbed Kat tenderly, then led her to an enormous wardrobe where she was allowed to choose a dress for herself. Once she was dressed Emily led her to the limousine, where she was blindfolded and attached to Lucy and Casey. She rode back to the city between the two of them with Mimi sitting across from them facing backward, enjoying the spectacle of the three girls bound together.
When they returned Kat to her own car, she was uncuffed and the blindfold removed. Everyone said goodbye and Mimi leaned over to kiss Kat on the cheek. “I hope you enjoyed yourself,” said Mimi. “I’m sure we’ll meet again.”
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Kat thought back to when the already surreal day had started to turn really strange. Mimi had beckoned her over and invited her to take a draw from the hookah. Kat had hesitated for a moment, unsure what she might be getting into, but the situation had seemed to encourage decadence. The smoke was sticky, sweet, and a little musty; Kat took too much and coughed for a minute, but immediately the lights in the room looked brighter and the music that was playing seemed to slow down, acquire new beats in between the beats she had heard previously. Mimi smiled at her, and the smile was the smile of a big cat about to pounce; Kat knew that she was about to be taken, and felt her knees weaken.
Mimi nodded to Lucy and Mia, and each took one of Kat’s hands. They led her over to a large circular table and laid her on top of it, fastening her wrists and ankles into restraints built into the tabletop. Lucy flipped a lever and with practiced efficiency she and Mia flipped the table so that its surface was vertical rather than horizontal, then spun it so that Kat was upside-down. Mimi liked having a new conquest in this position, where she could taste them without in any way compromising her dominance.
Cupping Kat’s dangling breasts in both hands, Lucy massaged the nipples with her thumbs, then tweaked them with her fingers until they were at maximum hardness. Kat let out a small sigh that turned abruptly to a gasp as Mia snapped on a nipple clamp. When both sides were clamped, Mia looped the chain between them back behind Kat’s head, bringing them to a tension point that pulled Kat’s nipples down and out. Then Lucy and Mia stepped away.
Licking her lips, Mimi approached the bound cheerleader. Kat could hardly have been called an innocent at this point, with all that she had experienced in the last few months, but in this position she radiated an innocent vulnerability that Mimi found utterly delicious. Mimi ran her hands up and down Kat’s body, savoring her youthful softness. Kat’s pussy, just inches below Mimi’s face, was glistening with liquid, her lips puffy and slightly parted, with just a hint of the inner pink exposed. Mimi was torn; she wanted to devour it, but at the same time she wanted to prolong the anticipation endlessly, make Kat whimper and beg.
Mimi traced a finger experimentally down the length of Kat’s crevice; it made a soft squishing sound and opened slightly more. This had the effect of arousing Mimi tremendously while also strengthening her resolve. She spent the next 15 minutes teasing Kat mercilessly, touching every part of her body, returning to the sensitive areas just often enough to keep the girl in a state of fevered expectancy.
Finally Kat let out a long, loud exhale and groaned “Please, please, please....”
“You said the magic word,” purred Mimi, pushing one finger all the way inside Kat and pulling it out coated with juice. She took a taste from her fingertip and fed the rest to Kat, pushing her moist digit into the younger girl’s submissive mouth. When it was nice and clean Mimi finally felt ready to indulge. Bending her knees slightly and craning her neck forward, she penetrated Kat forcefully with her tongue, gulping in a big mouthful of nectar.
Now Mimi seemed to go into a frenzy, burying her face in Kat’s crotch and staying down there for several minutes. When she finally came up for air, she had a faraway look in her eyes. She beckoned to Mia and Lucy, who scurried obediently to their mistress’s side. Mimi whispered something into Lucy’s ear, whereupon Lucy left the room. Then she turned the other way to whisper to Mia, and Mia started to lick Kat’s juices from Mimi’s face.
When Lucy returned she was wearing a long black face dildo, and Mimi resumed licking Kat as Lucy knelt behind her. Mimi bent over slightly to give Lucy access, and Lucy thrust the dildo up between her mistress’s legs and into her pussy. Mimi tongued Kat more slowly this time, teasing her, occasionally paying attention her clit but not letting her come. Kat, for her part, was desperate to get to Mimi’s pussy, which was now just inches from her face, but bound as she was she just couldn’t quite make it.
Bit by bit, though, the force of Lucy’s pounding from behind pushed Mimi forward until Kat was able to fully extend her tongue and touch it to Mimi’s clit. This seemed to complete a circuit; Mimi immediately began to tremble with a powerful orgasm, and she sucked Kat’s clit into her mouth, prompting her to climax as well.
Mimi took a step sideways, looking a little wobbly on her legs and uncharacteristically uncertain of herself, and sat down. Lucy slid forward on her knees and pushed the face dildo into Kat’s mouth.
Later Kat’s table was turned horizontal again, and everyone in the room gathered around to play a little game. The table was spun around like a lazy susan, and when it stopped, whoever Kat’s head was pointing to climbed up onto the table and sat on her face. Some of them leaned down to 69, and Lucy on her turn fucked Kat’s pussy with the dildo, but everyone got at least one turn. When they were done with her Kat just lay there dazed as everyone left the room.
Finally Emily appeared and unchained Kat from the table, then led her again to the bathroom where they had first cleaned up. Again Emily scrubbed Kat tenderly, then led her to an enormous wardrobe where she was allowed to choose a dress for herself. Once she was dressed Emily led her to the limousine, where she was blindfolded and attached to Lucy and Casey. She rode back to the city between the two of them with Mimi sitting across from them facing backward, enjoying the spectacle of the three girls bound together.
When they returned Kat to her own car, she was uncuffed and the blindfold removed. Everyone said goodbye and Mimi leaned over to kiss Kat on the cheek. “I hope you enjoyed yourself,” said Mimi. “I’m sure we’ll meet again.”
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