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Neighbors
Chapter 3
by
The Razor’s Edge
Bonnie
God,
I was horny. I still couldn’t believe
what happened with Brandy and Kayla. I
barely made it through the day without masturbating. It was time for bed. I decided just to wear panties and a silky
top. I wanted to be sexy. I fastened only one button on the top. I purposely tousled my hair. Sexy lingerie, perfumes, creams or lotions
never turned Mark on. Panties and silk;
those were his favorites.
Mark
was reading. He looked up as I left the
bathroom. His eyes brightened, his smile
widened. His expression showed a silent
“wow”. I knew I still had the “stuff” to
turn him on and tonight I was determine to strut that stuff. My sheer panties were still moist from the
afternoon. I needed to tell him the
story about our little girl, Kayla and me.
I needed him hard tonight. I
wanted sex. No, I wanted more than
sex. I needed to be naughty; to abandon
all pretense. Raw fucking sex; that’s what I wanted tonight.
“Whatcha ya
reading?” I asked Mark, seductively.
“Anais Nin. Little Birds.”
I
stood beside the bed on his side. I leaned
over to look at the book. My top
opened. I knew he could see my tits. “Isn’t she the erotic writer?” I asked; “the
author that was way ahead of her time; the woman that wrote about sex with
kids?” He turned to me and smiled.
“Yeah,
that’s her.” He put the book down. “Her stories make me hot.”
“Oh,
my,” I giggled, “is little Markie hot? That’s nice ‘cause
your little Bonnie is hot too. And ya know what? I’ve
got a story that’ll make you even hotter.
But it’s a secret. You can’t tell
anyone.” I cooed. I loved teasing him. I was merciless.
“You
don’t need to tell me a story. The way
you’re dressed is all I need, baby.” He
looked me over. “I love your
panties. I love your tits.” He reached over and ran his finger over my
panty covered pussy, probing gently through the silky material.
“Mmmm. Oh, you like my top and panties, eh?” I
teased. “Maybe ya
wanna take my picture?
He
was surprised. “Yeah?
You’d really let me?”
This
was another first. Mark never had taken
sexy pictures of me before. I tried my best sultry voice. “Ooooh, you want to
do it?” I teased. “You’re naughty. Who ya goin’ to show the pictures to, hmmm? Ya going to post me on the internet?”
Again
he reached up and played with my pussy.
Then his finger crept inside my panties.
“Such a beautiful cunt,” he whispered. “The whole world should see it.” I pushed my hips forward. My pussy wanted his finger inside. But it was no to be. He brought his finger to his lips and
sucked. “Mmmm,
you taste fantastic,” he cooed.
Mark
got up from the bed. His cock was hard, tenting
his boxers. I loved making him hard.
Mark
had another idea. “Let’s not take
pictures,” he said. “Let’s take a video instead, okay? Let’s go downstairs. You sit at the desk in your sexy top and
panties. Do anything you want. I’ll record it. It’ll be fun.
Put your glasses on. I want you
to look nerdy. Tousle your hair a bit
more. Look sexy, baby. Make your nipples hard.”
“Oooh, sounds like fun,” I whispered, breathless. We scrambled down the stairs to the den, both
giggling like school-girls. Mark set up
the video camera on the tripod and started the machine. I got my glasses and sat at the desk. I fired up the computer. I looked at him. I knew a porn site I wanted as a
background. Mark didn’t know I sometimes
watched porn. He probably did too, I
thought, so there was no problem. He saw
what I was doing. A slight look of
surprise came over his face; then he smiled.
“Do you watch porn often,” he asked.
“Sometimes,”
I cooed, quietly, “when I want to finger-fuck myself. I … I really like the girl-on-girl sites,” I
admitted, “especially when the girls look really
young.” Mark released his cock from his
shorts. He started jacking it, ever so
slowly. I watched him quietly for a few
seconds then put my hand inside my silky top, caressing my nipple. The camera was rolling. It didn’t take long before my nub was really
hard. I looked right at the lens with my
best pouty expression. I unfastened the button on my silky top but l
didn’t reveal my tits. My nipples were
poking hard against the satiny material.
I leaned back in the chair and draped one leg over the arm. I revealed my panty covered pussy to the
camera. My eyes closed. Gradually my other hand went to my
pussy. I started rubbing up and down
through the panties. Mmmmm. It felt so good, especially when I knew the
camera was rolling. I knew I wanted to
finger myself. I needed to. I put my hand down inside my panties. I fondled the moist folds of my pussy. The camera sound was on. I open my eyes and looked at Mark. Then I started to reveal the story of my
afternoon. Both Mark and the camera were
listening intently. My fingers were
moving faster and faster as I spoke. I
pulled back the material of my panties.
My cunt was fully exposed to the world. Mark was now jacking his cock faster. We masturbated together. Then I told him how little Kayla was going to
put the moves on him. I didn’t know how
she was going to do it but I sure wanted to watch.
“Would
you fuck her, baby?” I asked in my best sultry voice. “Would you stick your
fucking rock hard cock into her little 11 year old cunt,
baby? Mmmmm, I
bet you’d really like that. I want you
to do it, baby. I want you to fuck
her. I want you to cum in her little
hole. Mmmm, so nice.” My eyes closed as I fantasized Mark screwing
little Kayla; shooting gobs of cum into her tiny slit.
His
face became contorted. “Fuck, Bonnie, if
you don’t stop I’m going to cum all over the carpet.” His voice told the whole story. He was on the verge. “You know I’d screw her. I want to screw her. She’s cute.
I want to fuck them both … her and Brandy. You know that.”
“Yeah,
I know baby. Mmmmm. And I want to watch. Fuck I’d love to see you take Kayla’s
cherry. I’d love to see her suck your
cock. Mmmm.” My fingers continued to move in and out …. mmmm, soooo
good.”
Then
it occurred to me. After a long,
pedestrian sex life with this man, I had never really examined his rock hard
cock. Yes, I had felt it. Yes, I had inserted it into my love
hole. Yes, I had kissed it and sucked
it. But I had never really examined this
beautiful organ. Tonight was the
night. Tonight I wanted to really study
this magnificent organ that had given me such pleasure over the years.
“I
want to look at your cock, baby,” I told him seductively. “Come over here. Let the camera roll.”
“You’ve
seen it plenty of times,” he told me, still jacking.
“Yeah,
I’ve seen it but I really want to explore it baby.” He walked over. His cock was as hard as I had ever seen it. It was in the camera’s view now. I took his beautiful organ in my hand. This was Mark, I thought. This was the root of my love; my desire. His prick was uncut but because it was so
rigid the foreskin was way below the head.
I first examined the shaft. The
veins were fully exposed along the six inch length. I knew that blood was surging through the
organ. I studied his balls, the sac his
cum was ready to surge out of. They were
tight against his shaft, ready to release.
Then I studied the head; that beautiful, velvety, light purple source of
all things pleasurable. This is what would
enter my awaiting cunt first. I looked at how it was attached to the
shaft. What an incredible organ, I
thought. By now Mark was moaning.
“Fuck,
Bonnie, I’m going to shoot, baby. God!”
I
immediately released the organ. His
passion subsided a little. It was the
ultimate tease. I knew I was driving him
crazy. He wanted to cum. I wouldn’t let him, at least not yet. I giggled.
His hand went to the organ. I
slapped it away. “Not yet, baby,” I
ordered. What power I had over my lover;
my cock. And it was my cock. It belonged to me; no one else. But I was willing to share, especially with
Kayla and Brandy. But it was still mine.
His
anticipation subsided slightly. “Mmmmm, baby, your fucking cock is beautiful,” I told
him. “Jack it some more for me. I wanna watch you
jack it.” His hand came down. He again grabbed the shaft. Gently he started moving his hand up and down
again, very slowly. Again he was
moaning.
“Fuck,
Bonnie, I wanna cum.
Oh fuck!”
“Not
yet. I want to do something kinky;
something different.”
“What? God, I’m fucking going to die here!”
I
giggled. “Let’s go upstairs, again,” I
instructed. Our bedroom faced opposite
to Jan and Bob’s bedroom. When we got
back to our bedroom I looked over to their window but I couldn’t tell if their
light was on or not. I ran for the light
switch. Our room became dark. Now I could see that their light was on but
the drapes were closed. I went to our
window. “Come with me,” I instructed
Mark. He came to the window, his cock
still rock hard and sticking out of his shorts at full attention. “Take off your shorts, baby.” He did.
I opened our mini-blinds full. I
knew no one could see because our room was dark. I looked out again. Jan’s drapes were still shut. Then I ran to the light switch again. The room became fully lit. Anyone looking in could easily see Mark
standing there, his cock at full attention, completely naked.
I
came up behind him. I reached around and
started gently pumping his prick. He
leaned back into me and moaned again. My
voice was quiet; sultry. “See baby, all
they would have to do is open their drapes and they’d see us. They’d get a full view of me jacking your
fucking cock. Does it make you horny
knowing that Jan could open her drapes at any minute and see your rock hard
cock being jacked? Mmmmm,
I’ll bet she’d really like to watch.
I’ll bet she’d really like to watch me suck your fucking cock.”
My
desire was building again. This was so
erotic. I knew Mark wouldn’t last much
longer. His legs were starting to
stiffen. He wanted to cum so bad. Then I knew.
I wanted to give him the absolute ultimate pleasure. He had given me so much over the years;
unconditional love; compassion; thoughtfulness; a beautiful child; a home. Now it was my turn to give him something he
really wanted. He wanted to so cum
badly. Now was the time. I turned him a quarter turn. I got on my knees in front of that beautiful
organ. I was submissive to him. I looked up at him.
My
voice was very low; very sultry. It was
time to tell him. It was what he really
wanted. “I want you to cum in my mouth,
baby. I’m going to suck you off right in
front of Jan. I want you to spew your
stuff down my throat, lover. Fuck my
face.” I licked the head. Then I took him. He tasted sooo
good. His cock was like I had never seen
it before. I started moving my head back
and forth; sucking and licking the underside of his shaft.
Marked moaned.
He was not on this planet. He was
away in his ultimate sexual fantasy. He
didn’t cum right away. I released his
shaft. “Yeah, baby,” I told him. “Yeah, fuck me in the face. Yeah, shoot your fucking cum in my mouth.” I again took his cock in my hand. I put my lips on the head. I jerked his shaft. Then it happened. His moan was almost a scream. Then I could feel it; the start of the
ultimate sex act. His cum spewed, hard
against the back of my throat. I kept
pumping his rod. He kept shooting. Never in my dreams had I realized that Mark’s
balls could produce such a copious amount of cum. I swallowed.
He continued to shoot. I
swallowed again. Finally he was
finished. There was so much, I
thought. Then my mind turned to the
taste. It wasn’t as bad as I had expected. Actually, there was hardly any taste at
all. The only thing I detected was a
slight salty savor. The thing that was
most arousing was the aroma. He smelled
musky; sexy; cum drenched. I loved the
smell. I didn’t want to the smell to go
away. Now I was greedy. I wanted more. I took his organ from my mouth. I looked at it. It was shrinking slightly. Then I started licking the residue. The taste didn’t bother me. The smell was awesome.
I
looked up at him again. “You like
fucking my face, baby? You taste really
good. I’m going to do this again.” I smiled at him and arose, folding into his
naked arms. “You taste it too,” I told
him. Then I kissed him, swirling my
tongue against his. I broke the kiss.
He
smiled. “I love fucking you anywhere,
baby; your cunt; your face; your fucking
asshole. Yeah, believe it, I want to fuck you up the ass.”
“Ummm, you will, baby.
You will.” I glanced at the
window again. Still no
movement at Jan’s window. I was
disappointed she didn’t see me take Mark’s cum in my mouth for the first time. “Let’s go to bed. Let’s give your balls a rest so they fill up
again. Then you can fuck me anywhere you
want to. Ummm,
I can hardly wait.” We went to bed. I snuggled against him, the taste of his cum
still in my mouth. Now I knew. Now I knew I loved all of this man; every
inch; every smell; every taste.
Two
days later I phoned Jan and asked her for afternoon coffee. She wasn’t home. I left a message on the answering
machine. She called back after supper.
“Hi,
Bonnie, it’s Jan. Just
got your message. Sorry I wasn’t
home.” Her voice was so low; so
seductive.
“Hi,
good lookin’,” I replied quietly. It seemed I was always horny now. Now I wanted her to know how sexy I really
thought she was. I really did think she was pretty; sexy. “No problem.
Doing anything tomorrow?” I asked, softly.
“No, why?”
“Just thought you might want to come for coffee tomorrow
afternoon.”
“Okay.” Her voice was still sultry. “I wouldn’t turn you down again. How often do I get asked out on a date for
coffee, even though it’s just next door?” she giggled. “
Yeah. A date I thought. “Perfect.
See you then. Wear … wear something sexy.”
Had I gone too far?
She
was quiet for a second. “Why?,” she asked quietly.
“I
… I don’t know,” I replied, still scared.
I’d never said anything like that before. What had come over me? “I … I just think you’re … you’re sexy so you
should wear something sexy, that’s all.”
Again
she was quiet for a second. Her voice
was very composed; seductive. “Okay, what
do you want me to wear?”
I
had to test her. I wonder! “A mini-skirt,” I giggled.
“Okay,”
she answered, quietly. “You have to wear
one too.” Then the
bombshell. “And don’t wear a bra.” I was dumbstruck. I must have gasped. A few seconds went by. “You still there?” she asked, giggling.
It
was almost unbearable to come up with the right words. I intentionally kept my voice low. I remembered the other morning when I wanted
desperately to reach inside her robe and caress those beautiful, unencumbered
tits. “Okay, I won’t,” I told her. “But you can’t wear one either then.”
Jan
giggled. “You’re naughty, Bonnie. Okay.
I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye.” I wondered if I’d sleep tonight in
anticipation.
The
next day she arrived right on time. I dressed
nice for her. I brushed my hair so it
was down. I put on makeup. I donned the shortest skirt I had. I wanted her to see all of my legs. I told Mark about Jan coming over and he
discreetly took off with Brandy somewhere.
Kayla went along too. I was
alone. I was scared too. But I was excited. I hadn’t felt this churning in my stomach
since I was a senior in high school.
I
opened the front door. There she
was. She was dressed nice too, in a mini
and shirt. She had two buttons undone on
the shirt. She looked sexy. Her dark hair gleamed. Her beautiful blue eyes sparkled. Those beautiful tits sagged ever so
gently. She was beautiful. It was my turn. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled
her close. As soon as I hugged her I
knew she wasn’t wearing a bra. Those
beautiful orbs pressed into me. I
squeezed her tight. I gave her a quick
kiss. She smiled. I kissed her again, longer this time, but not
too long. She smiled again. She was wearing the very slight scent of
perfume.
“Thanks
for coming.” I stepped back. “You look gorgeous. Ooooh, I love the
skirt.”
She
smiled again. “I … I just wanted to dress nice for you,” she admitted. She looked me over. “Your skirt is beautiful. I like short skirts. Where did you get it?”
“Would
you believe Ross, on sale?” I smoothed
my hands over the front. “It’s a little
short, but Mark made me keep it.”
She
gushed. “Well, he certainly has great
taste. I’m glad he made you keep
it. It’s soooo
you!”
I
could feel myself blushing, just like a school girl. My stomach still had butterflies. We went into the kitchen.
“Where’s
Mark and Brandy?” she asked. Was she
apprehensive? Did she want to be alone
with me?
“Oh,
they took off with Kayla somewhere. I
don’t know where. Probably Home Depot or
some romantic place like that,” I laughed.
“I guess they didn’t want to hear us chit-chat about gossip-ee things.”
“Let’s
take the coffee into the den,” I suggested.
“It’s more comfortable.” I sat in
the sofa chair, she sat on the sofa. She
looked around. “This is cozy. I like this.
I like the TV, stereo, and computer all in one place. Is this where Mark works, too?” Every once in a while I noticed her glancing
at my legs. My skirt was way up on my
thigh. I liked this. It was fun.
“Yep. We really don’t have
room for a home office. Brandy is
usually in school when he works and I try to keep out of his space during the
day so it works out pretty good.” We
chatted along. I kept glancing at her
crossed leg too. Her skirt was slightly longer
than mine but still short enough for me to be very interested. Her leg rocked ever so slightly. The movement was sexy. Her legs were gorgeous. How I wanted to reach out and touch her. The butterflies simply would not go
away.
“Andrea
is such a beautiful girl,” I commented during a lapse in conversation. “You must be very proud. It’s probably tough keeping all the guys away
from her, eh?” She looked at me and
smiled. Jan thought a minute before
answering. A funny look came over her
face. What had I said?
Finally
she answered. Her voice was lower, more
precise. “She claims she doesn’t like
boys.”
“Really! At 13 girls
usually begin to notice the opposite sex.
She’ll come around soon, I guess.
People develop differently.”
“Maybe. I doubt it
though.” Again she was quiet. “I … I guess I wasn’t that clear. Andi claims she
likes girls better than guys. You know,
sexually.” I was a little taken aback,
but I didn’t want to show too much surprise. I knew my eyes gave me away.
I
thought a minute. “Really! Would … would she know that at 13?”
Jan
looked serious. “You’re surprised? I didn’t mean to shock you, Bonnie. I was just stating a fact. That’s what she told me anyway.”
I
was quiet for a second. I had to
regroup. “Whew! That’s quite an admission from a 13 year
old.” I needed a break, to collect my
thoughts. “I need a glass of wine. Want one?
I’ve got some Zinfandel chilling in the fridge.”
Jan
was still serious. “Sure, that would be
nice.” She followed me into the
kitchen. I uncorked the wine and poured
two glasses.
“It
must have really surprised you when she told you. How did you take it?”
Jan
took a sip. “Well, first it was a little
shocking. I kind of rejected it as just
a 12 year old not knowing what she was talking about. But later I thought that maybe it wasn’t so
bad after all. Lots of people are ah, …lesbians. I
wondered to myself if they really knew at that age. I mean when does a gay person really
know? At least I consoled myself in the
fact that if she was as lesbian then there would be less chance of her coming
home pregnant or something. Maybe it was
just a defense mechanism kicking in, I don’t know. I do know I’m comfortable with it now. That is if it’s true.”
“Does
Bob know?”
“I
don’t know. Bob is …is not very sexual,
Bonnie. We’ve never discussed it.” I kind of got the feeling just then that Jan
and Bob were not very compatible about sex and sexual issues. I just couldn’t put my finger on it but it
seemed Jan was a little frustrated.
I
needed to know more. I kind of liked
this conversation. It was a little
stimulating. I still felt the
butterflies but now I felt a little twinge in my pussy; a little heat. “Do you … do you know if she’s ever been with
anyone?” I asked hesitantly. “I mean,
like another girl.”
Jan
looked at me seriously. She was thinking
quickly, I could tell. Her eyes were
half closed. I think she wanted to keep
talking about sex. “Yeah. I do. Um
… she has.”
Now
I was getting warmer. I took another sip
of wine. We were leaning on the kitchen
counter.
“Really! Do you know
the girl?”
The
look on Jan’s face changed dramatically.
She was scared. Why, I wondered.
Jan
looked like she was ready to cry. “I
do.” The air was now charged. The conversation was quiet, in low tones but
was getting erotic. Jan wanted to tell
me confidences and I wanted to know them.
It was like sisters telling each other their darkest secrets. I had never been in such a situation but I
liked it. I think she trusted me.
“Jan,
tell me, who is it?” I encouraged.
She
hesitated a second. Then, “It’s …” Her voice trailed
off. “It’s …it’s me.”
I
was dumbfounded. I didn’t know what to
say. A thousand thoughts went through my
head, very quickly. Thoughts like “you
lucky S.O.B.;” and “I wonder what she tastes like;” and “how did it
start.” I just looked at her. I knew I looked shocked.
Her
defense mechanism then just completely broke down. “You hate me, don’t you Bonnie? You think I’m a freak?” Her head went to her hands. She started to sob. Here I was a friend she hardly knew and she
blurted out her deepest and darkest secret.
I felt strangely honored. I grabbed
her and hugged her. She was quietly
sobbing now on my shoulder.
“Jan,
I’ll never think you’re a freak. Don’t
be ridiculous. You just caught me off
guard, that’s all. I’m not throwing you
out of my house, am I? I’m not here to
judge you. I’m here to be your
friend. You given me your trust and I
really appreciate that. You’re secret is
very, very safe with me. I’m liberal
enough, kiddo, to let you make your own decisions about your own life.”
She
took her head off my shoulder and looked directly into my eyes. “God, you’re a good friend, Bonnie. I’ve never told a living soul for a whole
year.” I brought my hand up to her head
and again put it on my shoulder. I
patted her head gently.
I
needed more. I need more revelations,
more conversation, more hugging. “Does …
does your relationship with Andi fulfill you, hon?”
She
was still sobbing a little. “It … it
scares me. I love her as a mom and … and
as a lover. It’s all so very confusing. I look at her, trying to show her the right
away as a parent and in the next moment I look at her, wanting to get her into
bed. She has a beautiful body, so tight
and smooth. I just love her to
death. I’m very puzzled.”
“Oh, baby, it’s
okay,” I consoled, still holding the back of her head. “Do you feel and sense of relief, now that
you’ve told me?”
“God, yes. Probably it
will hit me later on. I’m sure it will
be a full sense of relief that someone else knows besides Andi
and me. God it’s good to get it out.”
Now
I needed to know details. I wanted this
erotic conversation to continue and continue.
I had never had such a conversation in my life. Would she tell me? Would she go into details? It seemed she was ready to pour her heart
out. I thought she needed to talk more,
to help her recover. “Tell me, how did
it start?”
Jan
again took her head off my shoulder. She
held my hands in hers. “I still can’t
believe this, Bonnie. It seems like a
dream. It was last year. She was
12. She … she had actually started
developing when she was nine, almost 10.
I started noticing her little tits but I didn’t want to say
anything. I thought she was a little
young yet. I should have talked to her
then about bras and stuff but I thought I’d wait a little. By about 10 and a half her tits were getting
pretty big. Still I didn’t say
anything. She was never shy about her
body. Actually I thought she was pretty
proud of her little developing body. She
kept bumping into me, rubbing her boobs into me as if she was trying them
out. I didn’t even know what they looked
like.
“One
day, just after she turned 12, I took some laundry into her room. The door was open so I didn’t even think
about knocking or anything. She was
inside, standing in front of a mirror, just in her panties, looking at
herself. I almost apologized for busting
in on her. I turned to leave but she
asked me to come over to the mirror. I
mean I always bathed both of my kids and never had any sexual thoughts about
them at all. All of a sudden in one
instant I looked at Andi in the mirror and saw the
most beautiful set of tits I had ever seen in my life. I was so shocked. They were perfect. And her nipples were so beautiful. They were so rosy and soooo
puffy. Bonnie I … I just had to feel
them. I felt no shame or anything. I just had to run my fingers over those
beautiful nipples. I came up behind her
and looked into her eyes in the mirror.
She was smiling. I told her that
her boobs were the most beautiful I had ever seen. She just reached down, took my hands and
brought them up to her tits. I caressed
them and then ran my fingers over those puffy nipples. She was still smiling. Then she turned to me. I kissed her.
I kissed her right on the lips as I continued to trace my fingers over
her puffy nipples. It was so erotic.
“The
next night Bob was out of town and Andi came to my
bed the first time. We made love that
night. One thing lead to another and
over the next year I’ve tried to teach her all about sex. Now she has her favorites. She … she likes talking dirty during
sex. She … she really likes her … her
little … um, little rosebud played with.
She really likes it when I finger her little asshole. She almost goes ape.”
I
simply had to. I couldn’t control myself
now. I kissed her; a long, deep kiss. We were still holding hands. I broke the kiss. “Oh, Jan, that’s a very beautiful story. And you know what? I think Andi is
beautiful too. I told Mark so when we
first saw you guys on the driveway when the moving van was here.” I remembered vividly how her ass stuck out in
her low rider jeans. I was hot now. “And you know what else, baby, I think you’re
beautiful too.” I kissed her again,
longer. Our tongues met. Again we broke.
I
told her about my feelings at her house.
“When I was over the other morning I desperately wanted to feel those
silky panties Andi was wearing. And you’re right,
she has the most beautiful tits. Her
nipples were really poking at the material of her top. She’s gorgeous. I don’t blame you for fucking with her,
baby.”
Jan
looked at me and smiled. I wanted to
tell her about Brandy and Mark I but I just couldn’t. Not yet.
I was too scared.
Jan
had admissions too. “I know about first
impressions. When I first saw you,
Bonnie, I couldn’t believe how beautiful you were. Especially your legs. They’re so long and so slim. I … I wanted to touch them, feel their
smoothness. When you were over I wanted
to feel them again. I couldn’t help it.”
I
looked at her and smiled. My voice was seductive. I was really hot now. I wanted to fuck this beautiful woman. “You wanna do it
now, baby? I don’t mind. It’ll feel good.” I took her hand and moved it too my
thigh. I kissed her again. “Does my leg feel nice, baby? I really like your hand there. Stroke it a little.” Her hand was gently caressing the inside of
my thigh. “Mmmmm.”
“Oh,
yeah,” she whispered. “You’re legs are
fucking gorgeous.” I looked into her
eyes and reached for the buttons of her blouse.
Two were unbuttoned. I undid the
third. I pulled her shirt apart and
looked inside.
“I’ve
wanted to see this nice fucking tits since we had
coffee the other morning.” I undid the
rest of the buttons. Her blouse was now
completely unbuttoned. I reached in and
cupped both her beautiful, cone shaped saggy tits.
I
looked deep into her eyes, then down to those beautiful tits. Her nipples were large, rosy colored and
pointy. Perfect, I thought. Her nubs stuck out about half an inch. I grabbed one and rolled it between my
fingers, pinching slightly. “I want to
lick these fucking gorgeous nipples.”
“Yeah,
do it,” she replied, breathless. She was excited now too. “Lick ‘em,
baby. Suck ‘em. I wish I had milk for you. I … I want you to taste my milk. Oh fuck.”
Her head went back. I leaned
down, again caressed her beautiful nipple.
Then I took it into my mouth. I licked
the beautiful nub. Then I sucked.
Her
hand had crept up under the hem of my skirt, moving ever so gently over the
inside of my thigh. Her hand came
up. Her finger traced over the folds of
my cunt through my panties.
“Mmmmm,” she cooed. “I
love it when you suck my nipples. But I
need to feel your cunt, Bonnie. I need to run my finger over the folds. I need to know what you look like and taste
like between those beautiful fucking legs.”
I let go of her nipple. I smiled
at her. I reach under my skirt. I slowly removed my panties, while she
watched. I again grabbed her hand and
moved it over my cunt. Her finger probed inside me. It came out, moved up and began to rub my
clit.
“Take
off your panties, too, Jan. She slowly,
seductively removed her cotton panties.
Finally she stood there, not self-conscious, not nervous, not
embarrassed. I raised her skirt. She was completely shaven, no hair at
all. Her cunt
was girl like, fresh, with the folds gentle protruding. I ran my finger over the beautiful
organ. She was wet.
“Let’s
go to the bedroom, baby,” I whispered. I
walked beside her to our bedroom with my arm around her waist, watching those
beautiful tits sway under her open shirt as she walked. I laid her down on the bed, raised her skirt
and spread her legs. I kissed the inside
of her thigh and then licked her cunt. Her hand went to my pussy under my skirt and
she began to probe again.
“Ah,
fuck Jan, your cunt is so
beautiful. And so wet. Then I kissed it, gently. My tongue came out and met the folds. I gently licked around them. I found her clit and gently massaged.
She
was breathless now. Excited. Sexy. Sultry. “Stick your tongue in, Bonnie. Stick your tongue inside my fucking cunt, baby.” She
raised her knees and spread her legs. I
had full access to her. I began to probe
her with my tongue. My ass was near her
face. She was now moving her finger in
and out of my pussy. She took it out and
brought it to her lips. She sucked.
“Mmmmm, you taste good, Bonnie. Your fucking pussy juice is heaven. She brought her hand back down and began to
gently stroke my asshole. I spread her
even farther. Now I could see her
asshole. My tongue went to it and I
licked.
“Put
it in a little, baby,” she cooed. “Put
your tongue in my asshole. Lick it a
little. Rim me. Rim my fucking asshole with your tongue. Ah, that’s it, Bonnie. That’s it.
Fuck, I love my shit hole rimmed.
Oh, man, that’s it. Concentrate
on my ass. Oh fuck, that feels good.”
She
gently started to put her finger in my ass.
She wiggled it a bit. Then she
brought her finger to her mouth. “Mmmmm, you’re shit hole tastes
good, baby. She put her finger back
down. She went in a little further. She brought her finger down to me.
“Taste, baby.
Taste my finger. Taste your
asshole.” I did. It tasted fine. “Come up here Bonnie. Let’s jack off together baby. I lay down beside her and she began to finger
fuck her cunt.
I did the same. We watched each
other. Our heads faced each other. I kissed her while my fingers went in and out
of my cunt.
She smiled. My knees were bent
and spread. I had two fingers in my cunt working as fast as they would go.
“Cum for me, Bonnie.
Fuck yourself for me. I want to
kiss you while you fuck yourself baby.”
I raised my ass from the bed. She
was now French kissing me. Our tongues
were entwined. I tasted her saliva. My other hand was rubbing my clit. I tensed.
I could feel it. My orgasm was
coming. I broke the kiss.
“Fuck,
I’m cumming, Jan.
Aaaaah, fuck. Shit.” She continued the kiss. My hips were bucking.
“Yeah,
do it babe. Cum for me, baby.” Her face immediately went down to my cunt. “Yeah,
baby.” Her tongue came out. She licked my fingers as I jacked
myself. Then it happened. The surge of orgasm engulfed me. “Aaaaaah, fuck,” I
screamed. “Taste me, baby.” My hips rose off the bed. Jan’s tongue was still licking my finger. I stiffened, enjoying the throws of my first
sexual encounter with another woman. Oh,
how I wanted this cum to last and last.
My
orgasm was over. My fingers came out of
my cunt. Jan
licked them. I grabbed the back of her
head and drew it into my sopping cunt. She licked my wetness. “Ummm,” she
moaned. “So nice.” I think I loved her. God, what a cum!
Her
voice was low, sultry; naughty. “Nice, eh? You like
masturbating with me don’t you? We’re
going to do this again.”
I
immediately was concerned for her. “You didn’t get off.”
She
looked at me. “You wanna
get me off, baby? It’s easy. I’ll get on my hands and knees. You spread my ass. You rim my fucking dirty asshole, baby. I really like that. I haven’t had a shower since this
morning. Make love to
my fucking rosebud, baby. Suck on it. Lick
it. That’s the way I get off,
lover. I love my asshole eaten,
baby. Fuck, I’ve wanted to fuck you
since the first day I met you, Bonnie.
I’ve wanted your tongue up my ass for a long time.”
Her
language made me hot again. I wanted to
match her word for word. “You want my
tongue up your ass, eh baby? I’d love
that. I love tasting your little
puckered shit hole. I want to get it all
the way in and taste you. Mmmmm. That would be soooo
nice. After, I want you to piss with me,
baby. I want you do come in the shower
and feel the piss come outta my fucking cunt.” I couldn’t
believe I was saying these words. They
were just coming naturally. I turned her
over. She got on her hands and
knees. I spread her ass cheeks
wide. There it was,
her beautiful, puckered anus. I could
hardly wait. I licked up and down
between her ass crack.
She spread her legs even wider. I
probed her shit hole with my tongue. She was wide open.
“Ah,
fuck,” she screamed. “That’s it
baby. Eat my shit hole. Suck it into your mouth. Mmmmm.” Her hand went to
her cunt. She
was playing with her clit. “Yes, yes,
yes, you fucking dirty bitch. Oh, god.” She
tensed. Her spasms started. She was cumming. Her head was way back. She was enjoying the ultimate human feeling,
her sexual climax. Finally she was
finished. Her head went back down. I was still playing with her anus with my
finger. She didn’t want her cum to
end. She was moaning like crazy. “I love my ass eaten. Andi and I do each
other. It’s so fucking good. Mmmmm.”
I
had never done anything like this before in my life. It was something new. I knew I wanted it again and again. I wanted all of her, every inch. We got up and went to the shower. We soaped each other. I paid particular attention to her ass. I kissed her.
“Piss
for me, Jan. I want to watch you piss,
baby. I want to feel your stream on my
hand.” She smiled. She started pissing. I ran my finger over her cunt. I stuck my finger in as she pissed.
She
looked at me. “Someday, baby, you’re
going to taste my piss. I’m going to
piss right on your fucking face and your going to
taste.” I was so hot I wanted her to do
it now but she was finished. The shower
was still running.
“Yeah,
baby. I am. I’m going to drink your fucking nectar,
baby. And you’re going to taste mine.”
She
left soon after. I couldn’t believe what
had gone on. This was a first. She was so dirty, so sexy. I loved it.
I definitely wanted more. Jan and
I were going to be lovers. No doubt
about it. I could hardly wait.
A
few weeks passed. I just couldn’t get over
the complete change in Jan since our exploration of each other. We had met a few times since then. We went to the movies and held hands. We kissed.
We had coffee and laughs at Starbucks.
We visited back and forth. We had
sex. It was fun sex, fulfilling sex,
breathless sex. She told me about Bob
and how the romance had gone out of their marriage. How he was not interested in sex
anymore. How her gratification was now Andi and me. She
didn’t know why but Bob seemed to be more interested in his job than his
family. She didn’t know if he knew about
her and Andi, or her and me, but she was at the point
that she really didn’t care. The great
redemption was when she told me about Andi, she
said. It seemed like a great weight had
been lifted. Our affair even amplified
her need to satisfy her sexual needs.
She needed to talk dirty. She
needed to try other things, outrageous things, socially taboo things. She wanted it all. This was her time. She was having fun and so was I.
Mark
knew what was going on. He even
encouraged it. I told him all the
stories in as great detail as I could.
It aroused him. We were having terrific sex too. It was apparent he didn’t have a jealous bone
in his body when it came to Jan. I even
loved him more for it. I had the very
best of both worlds.
It
was a Tuesday. I called her.
“Hi,
Jan, it’s Bonnie.”
“Hi,
sexy, what’s up, babe?”
“Nothing much.”
I hadn’t seen her for about four days and I missed her. “I’m heading over to the mall for a little
bit and thought you may wanna go along. Brandy is at Kayla’s again. Becca said she
could stay for a few hours.”
“Sure
I’ll go. Whatcha wearing?”
I
wanted to dress nice for her. “I don’t
know. What should I wear?” I tried to sound as sexy as I could.
She
didn’t hesitate. “Wear something
sexy. A nice mini skirt and tee would be
nice. Flip-flops. I’m going to wear a short sun dress with flip
flops.” Jan giggled. “No bra and no panties.”
I
wasn’t shocked but I did wonder if she was pulling my leg. “Jan you’re bad,” I giggled. “But really, what are you wearing?”
Again
she didn’t hesitate. “I just told you.”
I
still didn’t believe her. “No panties?”
She
giggled. “I dare you. I won’t if you won’t.”
“I
don’t know. I’ve never done that
before.”
“A
dare is a dare.”
“Well
… well okay, but you’re still very naughty.”
Her
voice dropped. Her tone was
seductive. “Yeah, baby, I am. But you like it, don’t you? I’ll bet your playing with that fucking sexy
pussy right now. Mmmm,
I can just see your finger going in and out of that little love hole.
Of
course I wasn’t doing anything of the kind but I thought I’d egg her on a
little anyway. I’d become such a
tease. “Oh, baby, how did you know? Mmmm, my finger is
all wet. Oh, man. I just gotta taste
it, baby.” I put a finger in my mouth
and made a sucking sound. “Oh, fuck, I
taste so fucking good. Shit, I wish I
could taste my own cunt. I’d love to be able to eat myself out.”
“Cut
in out, Bonnie. I’m getting horny just
listening to you. I’ll be over on 15
minutes. Let’s take your
convertible. Put the top down. See ya in a few
minutes.” I was giddy. Was she serious about no panties? I had never left the house without them in my
life. And I was going to wear a mini
skirt. Could I do it? This was like a real date. I’d like to hold Jan’s hand as we walked
through the mall. But people would
stare. I went into the bedroom to change. I found a nice tee. Not short enough, but it was all I had. I wanted to show the whole world my navel. Maybe I should buy a navel stud. Maybe I should buy a cunt
ring; have some nice young babe pierce my labia and insert a ring. Maybe she’d run her finger over my clit …. get me off! Such
thoughts, I giggled to myself. I took
off my panties. Should I really? I took the black mini and put it on. I looked at myself in the mirror. Yes! I
did look sexy. I felt sexy.
When
Jan walked in the back door, she looked me over, up and down. “Fuck, you look delectable, babe.” Before I could say anything Jan took me in
her arms and kissed me. A French kiss. A long French kiss. I
was ecstatic. During the kiss Jan ran
her hand up my leg and felt my cunt. “Ooooh,
no panties! You are bad!”
“You
dared me!” I wanted to feel her
too. “Did you?”
“Put
your hand up my dress and find out,” Jan said coyly. “If you feel bare pussy you’ll know,
right?”
I
put my hand up her skirt. I felt her
bare slit. “Fuck, your shaved cunt feels nice.”
Jan
writhed. “Oh fuck, Bonnie. That feels good. Put your finger in my asshole for a
second.” Jan really liked her asshole
played with. It was amazing how some
people get off.
I
ran my hand up and down her ass crack under the short skirt she was
wearing. I found her anus. My finger probed gently around the little
hole. It felt puckered; nice. My voice was low, seductive. “You really like your fucking shit hole
played with, don’t you baby. You love my
finger inside that little rosebud. You
want me to put it in further, don’t you.? Mmmm, it’s so nice
and puckered baby. I should buy a strap
on and fuck you in the ass. Maybe I
should lick it now, eh, Jan? Maybe I
should suck on it. I’d like that. I’d like tasting your little shit hole,
baby.”
Jan
was looking directly at me. We were
almost nose to nose. She started kissing
me. It was another long French
kiss. I continued moving my finger back
and forth in her ass.
I
wanted to stay home and fuck but Jan wanted to go. She had other ideas. “Ah fuck, this is fucking marvelous. Fuck, let’s go before I throw you down and
make wild and passionate love to you.”
We
headed off with the top down. I brought
my left foot toward the front seat so my short skirt would ride up. I wanted Jan to enjoy my long legs and see as
much thigh as possible. I felt so sexy
with no panties and bra. I could feel my
nipples rubbing gently on the fabric of the tee. My tits would be hard by the time we got to
the mall. People would be staring at
me. I could hardly wait.
“I
feel so free since I met you,” Jan said.
“It’s a relief for me that you know about Andi
and me. No one else knows. I love having someone else know that I
trust. It’s a big sense of freedom.”
“I
know. Since I met you I have such a
sense of being a free spirit. I love the
feeling. It wasn’t too long ago that I
was wearing knee length skirts, shorts half way down my thighs, and tennis
shoes. Now I feel sexy. I want to show off my body. It’s all because of you.”
We
rode along quietly for a few minutes.
Jan didn’t say anything. Then she
said the incredible. “How can we get a little girl to let us kiss her
pussy? I love little girl pussy. It tastes so good. I really want to fuck a little girl, baby.”
I
wasn’t shocked. I was never shocked at
Jan now. I looked her and smiled.
“You’re
not shocked?” Jan asked surprised.
“Why
would I be shocked? It was awhile ago
that you told me about your 13 year daughter and you. Was I shocked then? No.
I’m not shocked now.”
Jan
leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
“You’re fucking marvelous, you know.
Where have you been all my life?
Does Mark know about us?”
“Of
course he does. I tell him
everything. It adds to our sex
life. He has no problem as long as no
one gets hurt. You won’t hurt me will
you, baby?”
“Never. I’ll just love you
forever. Mark is fabulous. You’re very lucky.”
I
thought few minutes. “You know Jan I’ve
never tried to pick up a stranger. I
wouldn’t even know how to start. It
would be fun tho’.
It would also be very, very fucking dangerous.”
“Yeah,
dangerous,” Jan mused. “I like danger. Look.”
We were on the freeway, with the top down with cars all around us. Jan unbuttoned the top of her sun dress and
exposed her tits for all to see. She
played with the nipple for a few seconds.
She covered herself again.
“By
the way, I love flashing too,” she giggled.
I was still laughing when we entered the mall parking lot. This woman was totally outrageous. I loved it.
We were sitting on a bench in the mall watching the people.
“God
I wish I knew how we could seduce some young 11 year old with little budding
tits,” Jan said. “It would be so fucking
hot.” Several people walked past,
checking out our short skirts, our legs.
Men, and some women, checked out my hard tits rubbing against my
tee. I didn’t pay any attention. But I knew they were looking. Every once in a while a sexy teenaged girl
would walk by. We both would look the
girl over wishing we could crawl between her shapely young legs and see what
she tasted like. We would even comment
to one another: “Fuck, I bet she tastes
real sweet.” Then we would giggle. We would speculate if the little darlings
were wearing panties under those little pleated short skirts. So close yet so far away.
Let’s
go for a walk,” Jan suggested. “I want
to see something.” We walked down the mall. Jan looked in every store, checking. I wondered what she was checking for but
didn’t ask. Finally she spotted
something in The Gap Kids.
Jan
was whispering; excited. “We’re going to
walk to the back of the store. Walk beside me. Don’t
go in front of me or in back of me. Just
stay beside me.” What I wondered? She had excitement in her voice. I was getting excited too. Half way into the store was a girl about 11
or 12, looking in a bin. It was obvious
her mother was on the other side of the bin also checking merchandise. The girl was cute, wearing a little short
mini-skirt. It was white and
pleated. Her tee was light pink with
some kind of sparkles on it. She was
bent over the bin, looking for a bargain.
She had shoulder length medium blonde hair, tied in a pony-tail. Her legs were cute. They were covered with fine hairs. She was about 4’10”. About 85 pounds. Between her tee and skirt was a layer of baby
fat. It looked beautiful. The skin was so smooth and flawless. Walking side by side I knew the isle was too
narrow for Jan and me to get by the girl.
I walked right beside Jan, as promised.
Jan bumped into the girl and lightly brushed her little ass through the
skirt with the inside of her palm.
“Oh,
sorry,” she said to the girl. She
touched the girl’s arm. “I thought there
was more room.”
The
girl looked at Jan and smiled.
“It’s
okay,” she said in her little voice. Jan
stopped and stood beside her, also looking in the bin. I took the cue and went to the other side of
the girl. I smiled at the girl’s
mom. She smiled back. The girl’s mother was also pretty. She had a beautiful smile. Jan reached over to my side of the bin,
looking. She put her arm around the
girl’s waist, presumably to steady herself.
Then her arm dropped. She again
lightly caressed the girl’s little ass.
“Nice
stuff here, eh?” she whispered to the girl.
I thought the girl was going to scream.
We would be thrown in jail. I was
excited but scared too. The girl said nothing.
She just looked up at Jan. It was
an instant adrenalin rush. I almost
gasped. When the girl didn’t do anything
I recovered quickly. The girl looked at
her mom, but still didn’t say anything.
She turned again to Jan.
“Yeah,
I like The Gap. They have real neat
clothes.” The store was fairly busy so
Jan couldn’t linger too long caressing the little girl’s tiny butt. She just had time to squeeze once or twice
and let go. She smiled at the girl.
“Thanks,”
she said to the girl, whispering. We
walked off towards the rear of the store.
We continued looking through the racks of clothes. I was keeping an eye on the little girl to
see if she would report us to her mother.
Nothing.
The girl turned, looking towards the back of the store. She spotted us. She said something to her mother. Her mother nodded and the girl headed over to
the rack where we were looking at clothes.
We were now at the very back of the store, between the back wall shelves
and a rack of clothes. The little girl was slowly going through the rack, item
by item. Finally she came up beside Jan.
“Hi,
again,” Jan whispered. The girl turned
to Jan.
“Hi.“ She looked up at
Jan. She giggled. Then, “do it again,” the little girl
whispered. Jan looked down at her. Her tits were just starting to form. The little nipples were pressed against her
little tee. Her navel was showing. Her baby fat was fantastic. Jan looked around. No one was near.
“Do
what again?” Jan asked, quietly.
“What
… what you did over there,” the little Lolita said.
“What
did I do over there?” Jan asked her, innocently.
“You
felt … you felt my butt.” Her little
voice was no more than a whisper.
Jan
looked at her and smiled. “Mmmm, you like your ass played with?”
The
little girl looked around to see if anyone was near. “Yeah, I do.”
Jan
then put her hand on the girl’s ass and started caressing it over her skirt.
“Feel
good? You have a pretty little ass.”
“Yeah,”
the girl said, smiling.
“What’s
your name?” Jan whispered.
“Melissa.”
“How
old are you?”
“Twelve.”
“You’re
very pretty.”
Melissa
giggled. “Thanks.” Jan continued to rub her little butt through
the skirt. Melissa looked around. I could see Melissa’s mother had gone on to
the next bin, still looking. Jan lifted
the little white skirt at the back, very slowly. She reached inside and started feeling the
little girl’s ass trough her little panties.
“Feels
better this way, doesn’t it?”
“Yeah,”
Melissa whispered, giggling. Jan ran her
finger up and down the little girls ass crack, through the panties.
“It
would feel better if you took your panties off,” Jan whispered.
“Here?”
Melissa asked, incredulous, still whispering.
“Yeah, here. Now. In the store.” Still
no one was approaching us. The store was
fairly busy but no one was at this rack except us. Melissa reached under her skirt and pulled
her panties down to her knees. Jan bent
down and took them all the way down.
Melissa stepped out of them.
“I’m
going to keep them, okay?”
Melissa
shrugged. “I guess.” Jan again reached under her skirt and again fondled
Melissa’s bare ass.
“A
sales clerk is walking this way,” I warned Jan.
Jan didn’t stop stroking.
“Can
I help you ladies?” the clerk asked from the other side of the clothes rack.
“Thanks,
no,” I answered. “We’re just
browsing.” Yeah, Jan was sure
browsing! The clerk moved on. Jan was running her finger up and down
Melissa’s ass crack now.
“Do
you want to do more, Melissa?” Jan asked quietly.
“Okay.”
“Go
tell your mother you have to go to the bathroom. Meet us in the ladies room just down the
mall, okay?”
Melissa
giggled again. “Okay.” Melissa left, her little skirt swaying, and
said something to her mother. Her mother
nodded and Melissa left the store and turned left, looking back at us. We followed her out. She looked back at us again and started
swaying her butt seductively. She kept
walking until she got to the restrooms.
She turned in. Jan and I looked
at each other. Could this be real? Would it be this easy? We spotted Melissa standing in the ladies
room. Jan walked passed her then
beckoned her into a stall. I looked
around. No one was paying
attention. All three of us went into the
stall.
“You’re
pretty, Melissa. How come you let me
feel your little ass?” Jan whispered.
“It
feels good and it’s naughty,” she giggled.
“You
like being naughty?” Someone went into
the stall beside us. Jan put her finger
to her lips. No one said anything. We could hear piss hitting the water. Jan felt Melissa’s little stomach. The baby fat was soooo
smooth. The woman in the next stall
left.
Jan
whispered. “We don’t have much
time. Pull up your top. Melissa pulled up her top exposing her little
tiny tits. Jan caressed one. I just watched as Jan kissed the little
girl’s tits.
“I
like kissing your little tits. Does it
feel good?”
“Yeah.” Melissa was a little
breathless. Jan reached for the hem of
the little white skirt and brought it up, exposing Melissa’s tiny slit. She was just developing fine, downy hairs
around her cunt.
Jan ran her finger over the little pussy. Then she put her finger on her little
rosebud. Melissa gasped a little.
“You
like being naughty don’t you?” Jan asked.
“Yeah. It’s fun.”
“Spread
your legs, baby. I want to kiss your
slit. It’s what I like to do, okay?”
“Okay.” Melissa spread her legs. Jan got down on all fours, looked up at the
little girl’s tiny pussy. Melissa
watched her, wide eyed. Jan’s mouth
moved onto the little open little pussy.
She began to lick and suck. She
looked up at the little girl.
“You
taste wonderful, baby.”
Melissa
giggled. Jan looked at me.
“Want
a quick taste?” I got down. I tasted the sweet 12 year old. She did taste wonderful. We were running out of time. We had to get out of there or Melissa’s
mother would start to worry. Jan pulled
down Melissa’s tee.
“Melissa,
put your hands under our skirts, baby and put your finger’s in each of our cunts. Do it to both
of us at the same time.” Melissa reached
under Jan’s skirt and began to probe her pussy.
Then she reached under mine and did the same. It felt wonderful. Her finger was little and it entered my cunt hole. She knew
what to do. Her finger was moving in and
out at a regular pace. I thought I’d
fucking cum right on the spot.
“Okay,
baby, take your fingers out now and suck on them. See if we taste the same.’ The little girl sucked on the finger from
Jan’s cunt first.
Then she sucked the finger from mine.
“Taste good, baby?”
“Yeah,
I like it. It tastes good. I really like your bald pussies.”
“Where
do you live?” Jan asked, still whispering.
“10238 Harding.”
“Thanks,
Melissa. We had fun.”
“Me
too,” the little girl chirped, still giggling.
Then she scampered out of the stall, down the restroom and out into the
mall, her skirt still swaying. She’d
have to be careful I thought. She wasn’t wearing panties.
“Let’s
get the fuck out of here,” I whispered.
My pulse was going a mile a minute.
Jan left first. I waited a few
seconds and then followed. We met in the
mall and immediately headed for the exit.
What danger! I was excited beyond
belief. Did this really happen? It seemed so easy. We got into the car and sped off, watching to
see if a dozen police cruisers were chasing us.
My god, we had just licked the little pussy of a 12 year girl. A complete stranger. She tasted wonderful. We were quiet for awhile. Jan turned to me.
“That,
my dear, is what you call beginner’s luck.
Or better yet, a beginner’s fuck.” She giggled.
“Fuck,
what a rush. I hope I don’t have a heart
attack.”
Jan
was hot. “I just gotta
do this.” She lifted her skirt as we
were speeding down the interstate. She
started playing with her pussy. She
raised her ass and pulled her dress free.
She raised her skirt to her waist.
Now anybody could watch her. She
began masturbating. Her legs were spread
and straight out.
“Oh
fuck that was awesome. I just love
fucking with little girls. Melissa’s cunt just had the right amount of hair. It was fantastic. She tasted soooo
sweet.” Her finger was going in and out
of her love canal, gradually increasing speed.
She withdrew it and brought it to her mouth. She sucked on it.
“Oh
fuck, Bonnie, let’s go home and 69.
Let’s eat each other out. Let’s cum together.
Let’s pee together and taste each other.” We went home and we fucked each other for an
hour. It was fantastic. It was love.
It was the best sex I ever had in my whole life. We both had an orgasm without guilt. We were best friends; best lovers; best child
seducers! God, what a rush!
…… to be continued