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Subject: RP: author - deirdre : Visit - visit.txt
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Date: Thu, 21 Aug 1997 06:21:16 -0700
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Subject: Visit by Deirdre   ff, incest, ds, sm

Visit
by deirdre

As usual, I was having coffee with my next-door neighbor, Jane, in
her kitchen.  We had talked over a lot of morning coffees and I really
didn't get embarrassed when our conversation turned to sex.  Jane
admitted that sex with her husband had lost a lot of its excitement
and I had to agree.  Jane said her daughter, Stacy, who was away at
college, probably had a much more exciting sex life than she did!  I
nodded my head in agreement, though I was a little amazed that Jane
could contemplate Stacy's possible sex life with such detachment.
Other than that, our conversation was routine that morning though
Jane did invite me to come back later to swim & sunbathe at their
pool.

While we were laying out, Stacy came out: she apparently had just
arrived for a week's visit home and had seen us and come out to
catch some rays herself.  I caught myself staring at her a little: she
wore this tiny black bikini that made the one-pieces that Jane and I
were wearing seem positively conservative.  She had the body for it,
too--she looked like one of those girls on a diet soda or light beer
commercial.  She glanced at me and actually caught me staring and
I'm sure I must have blushed.  But she had already looked away, but
only after giving me a sly little smile and I thought she actually
wriggled her body a little for my benefit!  What was she thinking?

We all talked, but I was sitting there wondering.  Stacy might as
well have winked at me!  But she didn't give anymore indications of
anything unusual so I concluded that she had a strange sense of
humor.

Later, back home, I hadn't been dressed for more than a minute or
two when the doorbell rang and in came Stacy when I answered it.
She had slipped a pair of cutoffs over her bikini.  "Hi," she said and
she had this smile on her face.  My mind raced as I tried to interpret
it, a part of me feeling suspicious.

"You know, my roommate at college turned out to be a Lesbian."

"She did?"  I was so shocked, that was the only answer my brain
could produce.  She was smiling and approaching me.

"She convinced me that I would enjoy some really good oral sex, even
from her... do you like being licked?"

"Well, yes."  She was moving closer and I was nervously backing
away.  Why did I answer a question like that?  My mind was still
numb.  Our eyes were locked.  She still smiled.

"Of course you do!  And I'll bet you don't get it nearly enough."  She
was too close!  I was backed up to a wall.  "I admit it," she went on,
"I enjoyed what she could do to me, even though she was a woman.
And she even convinced me I ought to return the favor!"  Suddenly she
was down on her knees in front of me, unzipping my jeans!  I was
left staring at the top of her head.  She quickly peeked up at me and
said "You'll like this!"  She sort of shivered--I swear it was the
same wriggling motion she made before out at the pool.  Her fingers
had pulled down my panties and suddenly she was licking me!

There was nothing I could do.  Oh, she was so good!  I'd never been
licked like that before!  In seconds I was gasping for breath and the
feelings of pleasure just grew and grew!  I didn't care anymore, but
just wanted her to finish me!  I vaguely heard a "mmm" sound she
made and I heard myself whispering "Don't stop!" over and over.  Soon
I was coming and I felt lightheaded standing there like that!  As I
was coming down, I could tell she had switched to kissing.  Then she
stood up and smiled at me, making a "mmhmm" sound, and turned and
walked out!

That night I must have been a complete zombie thinking about that
afternoon!  My husband must have wondered about me.  A woman had
done that to me!  I hadn't had an orgasm like that in years!  It must
have been her technique... but I felt like I could stand letting a
woman do me for something like that!  What was Stacy thinking?
She had seemed to act as if it were all some casual encounter.  Had
she thought I was lusting after her?  It was embarrassing!

The next morning the doorbell rang and there was Stacy again!  I was
speechless with embarrassment, not knowing what to say after our
previous meeting, but she just came in, backed me to a wall again,
knelt in front of me and started taking off my pants again!

"Stacy!"  I found my voice.  "Stacy, I don't..." I never finished it.  She
had started licking and I immediately lost my train of thought.  Oh,
she was so wonderful, it felt so good!  If my husband could only do
that!  If he'd even just try!  I just stood there and enjoyed it.  In a
minute, Stacy was standing and she gave me a quick little kiss on
the lips and left.  In a couple of minutes I realized I'd better pull up
my panties and pants again!

That afternoon, she was back again.  I was against the wall with my
pants down in no time.  But she stopped and looked up at me!  She put
something over my head--a long thin chain with a key; and then she
quickly undressed!  There she was, nude, right in front of me!  That
body!  She still looked into my eyes and smiled.  She put something
around her neck and something on one of her wrists and stood right
in front of me.  The thing around her neck was a headband and she
adjusted it over her eyes like a blindfold!  Then she turned around
and held her hands in back of her toward me, together.  It was a pair
of handcuffs hanging from one of her wrists!

"Close them over my other wrist," she said.  I did it.  I don't know,
maybe I would have done anything at that point.  She turned around to
face me and knelt down in front of me and moved closer.  I looked
down at the top of her head.

"Put your fingers in my hair and grab some," she said.  She was so
businesslike!  I did it.  I realized I was in a position to guide her
mouth right to my cunt.  I didn't hesitate.

She licked.  I pushed and pulled her head to get her tongue where I
wanted it.  She was so good.  I looked down at her: this absolutely
stunning woman, kneeling in front of me, handcuffed, blindfolded, in
a position to serve my pleasure!  Her body was so perfect!  I *liked*
having her like that!  It was *more* than the licking now!  I liked
having a sex slave!  With a body like I never had, but it was *I* who
was in control.  I came so hard.

Later when she was gone, I thought about having her like that.  Stacy
kneeling for me!  But it occurred me that it was really she who was
in control--who had instigated everything and decided what we were
going to do.  Her submissive role was only what *she* decided we'd
do.  I should take charge--tell *her* what to do!  No, I couldn't--I
just didn't have it in me to be so forward.  But when she came again
the next morning, there was still no way I could talk about it.  So I
just let her lead the way.  We did the same thing again, with the
handcuffs and blindfolds.  But the following morning there was
another woman with her when she came!  She introduced the other
woman as her college roommate, Laura!  I became tongue-tied again
and just stared.  She wasn't dressed in the skimpy clothing that
Stacy wore when she came over, so I couldn't see her body, but she
had black hair, black eyes, and her face was beautiful.  Her eyes--I
think she might have been part Asian.  She didn't greet me, but
looked at me and smiled.  And she approached me!   Like Stacy had,
but there was something different about her smile, more calculating!
She approached quite close, just inches away from me.  I found
myself backed up against my dining table.

She spoke: "She wants it, doesn't she?"  I realized she wasn't talking
to me even though she was looking right into my eyes!

"Oh, yes," came Stacy's soft reply.

And Laura was on her knees in front of me.  Her motion was so
smooth, like a cat.  And she had my pants down and her tongue was
on me.  But it was different!  One little soft lick... then I waited!  I
couldn't stand it, my body pressed forward of its own accord.  And a
little lick to my clitoris.  She was teasing me!  Another little lick.
It was nothing like Stacy... I was going wild with desire!  I felt her
finger slip between my rear cheeks!  And press against me... back
there!  And the licks!  And a finger, slipping in.  I couldn't stand it!  I
was leaning back against the table, and I ended up lying on it with
my rear sticking off!  Her finger pushed in my rear!  She was licking
more, but still going back and forth from my clit to the insides of
my cunt and back!  It seemed like hour upon hour, I was just building
and building.  I was going crazy.  When I came, I blacked out briefly
and it was scary--I don't remember anything like that happening to
me before.

As I came out of it, she was standing in front of me, looking down at
me while softly caressing my cunt with her fingers.  Stacy was
looking down at me too.  Neither were smiling now, and both had
unreadable expressions on their faces.  Then they both up and left
before I had even gotten up off the table!

That afternoon, Stacy phoned and told me to come over.  I didn't even
think about the possibility of refusing!  When I arrived, Laura met me
at the door.  She told me to take off my clothes!  Those were the
first words she had spoken *to* me.  I briefly thought about being in
Jane's house.  I looked at Laura--she was waiting for me.  I couldn't
refuse!  In a minute I was nude, my clothes on the floor.  Laura took
my hand and drew me into the kitchen.  Both Jane and Stacy were in
there, both nude already!  Jane, nude!  They were standing next to
each other and Laura drew me over next to them so the three of us
were in a line.  Stacy and Jane never looked at me, but looked ahead
almost as if they were in the army standing at attention.  I did the
same.

Laura walked around us, looking at us.  She walked around behind us
slowly, and around in front again.  She stopped in front of me and
looked into my eyes.  Suddenly I felt her fingers on my cunt.  So
quickly they were caressing!  I almost exploded in an orgasm right
there, and my knees buckled and I ended up on the floor.  She gave me
a moment and then told me to stand up.  She also said "Eyes to the
front!" to all of us, I think.  She walked around us again, and I heard a
gasp while she was behind one of them.

Then she handed us each a dildo.  Mine was greasy in my fingers--
petroleum jelly or something.  She had us each push the dildo into
our own rear holes!  She sat in a chair, in front of us while we
worked them in and out.  Soon she had her pants down.  She told
Stacy to come.  Stacy went and knelt in front of her and licked.  Jane
and I continued to work the dildos in and out.  After a few minutes,
Laura sent Stacy back and told *me* to come!  My eyes were glued to
her cunt.  I knew I'd have to lick it.  She was making me.  I never
imagined I'd ever do anything like that, but Laura's eyes...

I licked.  I heard a very quiet chuckle from Laura above me.  And she
said the word "slut".  She said it quietly, but I know she said it.  I
kept licking.  Soon she sent me back and Jane was there licking her.
Jane!

Laura seemed to enjoy that scene: she kept us at it all afternoon.
But later, while we were lined up at "attention", she went off and
came back with some things: a big vibrator (not one of those little
ones shaped like a penis!) and several pairs of handcuffs!  Then she
took Jane and Stacy into the bathroom and shut the door.  I heard
them doing things with the handcuffs and then I heard the vibrator
go on.  There was a moan and then Laura slipped out the door, closing
it behind her, and came back to me.  The vibrator was still going and
I heard more moans, sometimes two at the same time!

But Laura didn't give me leisure to listen.  She had me lie my body
face down on the kitchen table with my feet on the floor.  She
reached under me from the side and fingered my cunt and soon I was
out of control, on the verge of coming.  Suddenly there was a wild
feeling of pain on my rear!  She had spanked it or smacked it with
something!  And she didn't stop and I came and came!  Then she had
me lick her again.  I still heard moans from the bathroom.  She held
my hair and guided my tongue with her hand motions.  I couldn't tell
if she came, but she did make an "mmm" sound after a while.  Maybe
she came quietly.

She took me to the front hall and told me to get dressed and go home.
I still heard moaning sounds.  She giggled at them.

And that was the last I saw of Laura and Stacy: they went back to
school before I saw them again.  The next morning it was time to go
over to Jane's for coffee, but I felt really weird about going.  But I
took a deep breath and made myself go--we had been friends for
years.  We sat down and drank our coffee, but soon our conversation
grew stilted--I knew we were both thinking of that strange
afternoon and it was even affecting our ability to gossip!  I glanced
at her eyes, apparently the same time as she glanced at mine and our
eyes locked.  We kept staring at each other, at a loss for words.
Then something made me do it--I slipped off the chair to my knees,
leaned over, and started unbuckling Jane's jeans!  She picked her rear
up off the seat briefly to let me pull her jeans and panties down.  We
hadn't said a word.

Now we still have our coffee every morning in her kitchen, but while
I drink mine, she is between my knees, and while she drinks hers, I
return the favor.
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