Part 1
"Now Kristine, are you sure you-all
is ready to get into this stuff now?"
Jimmy asks in his slight southern drawl as
we fly down Route 191 in his ancient pick-
up truck.
"Yes Jimmy, we've been around and
around with this, I'm totally ready."
I smile at my new boyfriend in
anticipation for what he has planned for
me, it's truly and utterly perverted! My
parents hate Jimmy, they think he's too
old for me (he's forty-six and I'm twenty-
two). They disapprove at what they see as
his wild lifestyle. I still live with my
folks in our big house in northeastern
Pennsylvania, near Stroudsburg. I work
part-time at the Mays department store and
attend the nearby community college three
days a week as an English major. I'm the
youngest of three daughters and my Dad's
just a bit, actually a lot, overprotective
of me.
Anyway, I think Jimmy's a complete
dreamboat. We met about a month ago when
my girlfriends and I were out at the bar.
I do have to admit that I'm one of the
prettiest girls in town. He's tends bar at
the one cool club in town, and believe me
there aren't many out here in the middle
of nowhere. And now he's mine, all mine!
Over the past two weeks of our
relationship Jimmy has been a wonderful
lover. We fuck almost every night. I like
sex, like it very much, and make no
apologies for that fact. Last week he
introduced me to bondage and discipline
stuff, I just love it! He says I make a
perfect Sub, which is short for
subservient or submissive, which I
certainly am! I never realized I could
have so much fun in my boring little town.
"Okay now, I'm just checking, maybe
we should go over the plan again just to
be sure you fully understand it. I think
it'll be a whole lot of fun, but I just
want to make sure you're really up to it,
sweet cakes."
"All right Jimmy, it's so simple, you
blindfold me and tie me up, and then have
one of your friends come over and fuck me
silly while you watch," I respond trying
to sound confident. So far our little
games have been just between the two of
us. I've never done anything quite like
this before, it turns me on every time I
think about it!
"Umm, yes, yes sugarplum, that about
sums it up. And, now this is important, I
get to choose who does the fucking, of
course." Jimmy says with a big grin while
keeping his eyes on the road.
"But Jimmy, you know my rules, they
have to be trustworthy, clean and keep
their mouth completely shut about our
little games here." Jimmy and I have been
through variations of the same
conversation for the past few days in
preparation for our next session. I want
him to be crystal clear on this point.
"Yes, yes one hundred percent
understood. I can personally vouch that
the person I have in mind is all the
things you mentioned there."
"Oh Jimmy, the very thought of it
just drives me crazy! Can't you give me
just a little hint, will it be Bobby, the
one with the dark hair from the bar."
"Well now, sweetheart, if I tell you
who it will be, well that will spoil the
surprise, now wouldn't it."
"I guess you're right," I say,
pouting a bit.
"Oh, yea, just one more thing, Marcie
and Jeff want to come over and watch you
meet your mystery lover, would that be
okay? If it's too much for you I won't
even mention it to them."
I think about it for a moment. Marcie
and Jeff are an older couple that Jimmy
and I hang around with. They're about
Jimmy's age. Even though I recently met
them I think their fun people to hang out
with, but letting them in on our sex
games? Jimmy will be there watching, and
that's part of the turn-on, including
Marcie and Jeff would just add to it I
guess. The thought of including more
people to watch me get totally fucked by a
stranger makes me feel even sexier!
"Umm, okay, but that's it, just
Marcie and Jeff, nobody else." I blush as
I say it, I can't believe what I'm
agreeing to.
"Great, wow! Hey this is going to be
fun, great fun!" Jimmy gives me one of his
thousand dollar smiles as we pull up to
the small house he rents.
So here I am, anxiously waiting. I'm
'positioned' inside the front porch,
blindfolded, with my wrists bound in
front. Jimmy put me on top of a wooden
stool in a corner of the porch. I'm
wearing nothing but my cotton panties and
a long pink mesh tee-shirt. Jimmy, Marcie
and Jeff sit on a bench across from my
stool. The cuffs are made of soft calf's
leather and firmly hold my wrists together
on my lap. My blindfold is a thick black
scarf tied around my head. My nipples are
already hard, and my pussy wet just from
being bound and displayed in this way!
I can't believe I'm going through
with this! I'm getting turned-on just by
being so exposed in front of Jeff and
Marcie.
"I guess it's true that blondes do
really get to have all the fun," Marcie
teases me from her spot on the porch
bench. "But hey Kristine, you do look
great perched there on Jimmy's special
stool." Marcie and I have a running joke
about who has more fun. I'm a natural
blonde and she's a brunette.
"Thanks Marcie, maybe soon we'll see
you tied up and made ready for a mystery
lover!" I tease back.
"Oh hon, believe me, I've been there.
Now I just like to sit back and watch
sweet little things like yourself go for
the ride."
"Kristine, you beauty is quite
precious, you're much to good for the
likes of Jimmy here," Jeff pipes in,
needling Jimmy before I can ask Marcie
more questions. I blush at his remark,
wondering how he sees me, bound arms, and
all.
"Hey, hey, hey now," I hear Jimmy
pipe in from his spot across the room, "me
and Kristine have been getting it on quite
fine now, haven't we sugarplum."
"Yes, Jimmy, you're my man," I tell
my boyfriend.
I'm going nuts just sitting here,
waiting for my mystery lover to arrive
while Jimmy, Jeff and Marcie ogle my
nearly naked body from the safety of their
porch bench seat.
"Jimmy, I've been sitting here tied
up for a while now!" I complain, pulling
at my wrist bindings. "I'm going crazy
here. Where is this mystery-fuck guy?"
"Kristine, patience just isn't one of
your strong points, now is it dear?" Jimmy
chastens me. "I'm sure they'll be here
real soon. You're lookin' just great. It's
all setup. I'll ask one more time, are you
sure, absolutely sure you're ready for
this? You know what my rules are, you can
back out at anytime, no questions asked."
"Arhh, Jimmy, damn you, I'm so God-
damn ready." I gulp, swallowing the rest
of my sentence as I hear a car crunching
up the driveway.
Everyone becomes quiet. The car door
slams shut. I'm going nuts with
anticipation. My stomach flutters as hear
footsteps slowly coming up the driveway
gravel. I'm trembling with excitement, my
heart thumping madly. I can't believe I'm
doing this! The porch door creaks opens.
I swallow and try to look alluring as
possible. I spread my legs slightly and
jut out my chest while pulling on my wrist
bindings, hoping to look extra sexy for my
special stranger. Damn this blindfold, I
so want to see my mystery man! Adrenaline
pumps through me as I hear the footsteps
approaching. Wow, the time has come, I'm
actually going to go through with this!
Marcie suddenly laughs out loud for
some reason. I gulp as I sense the
stranger right next to me.
"Oh!"
Sharp fingers take hold of my arm.
The stranger guides me off the stool and
into the house. My mystery lover moves me
quickly through the house, into what I
think is Jimmy's bedroom! Being
blindfolded it's hard for me to know for
sure. I hear Jimmy, Marcie and Jeff
following behind.
I'm led carefully to the bed and made
to lay own in the middle of it. I can't
see a thing through this damn thick scarf
wrapped many times around my head. The
mystery person firmly takes my hands and
stretches my arms way above my head, with
my elbows pointing to the ceiling. The
stranger efficiently attaches my cuffed
wrists to the short swivel anchored to the
middle of the bed's headboard. Jimmy has
bound me in this configuration before,
with my legs free. The swivel chain allows
my lover (whoever that might be!) to
easily flip me over on my stomach, or on
my back, whatever is necessary to achieve
the desired position. I hear Jimmy, Marcie
and Jeff giggling and sitting down on the
couch across from the bed.
I pull slightly at my cuffed wrist
bound above my head and ease back over the
bed. I'm shaking. This is so crazy. The
bedroom is completely quiet now. I sense
the stranger pick up the bottom of my tee-
shirt in two strong hands, pulling it up
and away from me. Oh! How I wish I could
this person. There's a sudden ripping
sound as the stranger rips open the entire
front of my tee-shirt!
I let out a gasp as cool air hits my
now exposed chest and nipples. I jump
slightly in my bound state as two hands
reach down and take hold of my breasts. I
whimper as the stranger pulls and kneads
my tits with long, sharp fingers.
This is happening so fast! I moan as
my mystery lover really works over my
breasts, pinching and shaking my nipples.
I twist around against my wrist bindings,
groaning at being touched liked this. The
blindfold is really driving me nuts. I can
only see darkness from the scarf around my
head. The fingers touching over my body
feel simply magical. A glowing warmth
begins radiating outward from my exposed
chest.
My nipples are wickedly tweaked and
tweezed. I tremble as I realize my mystery
lover has long fingernails! The stranger
leans over me, their fingers molding and
shaping over my breasts. The person kisses
me under my neck with soft full lips. The
stranger's body pressing into me is not
the body of a man, but rather the soft
curves of a woman!
"Oh, oh ooh!" I groan and stammer in
complete surprise, my stomach fluttering.
"Ji-Ji-Jimmy, th-this person is a wo-wo-
wo-woman!"
My mystery lover is female! This
WOMAN playing with my chest and kissing my
neck leans up. A finger slowly traces
upward between my breasts.
"Oh my God! Jimmy! I-I've never done
it with another woman before!" I hear
Jimmy, Jeff and Marcie chuckling from
across the room. Jimmy is so mean. He
knows how conventional I am, knows how
much this pushes my limits. I'm very
excited, but this is another woman!
"Why yes sugarplum," Jimmy explains,
matter-of-factly from across the room. "I
got a nice lesbian lady, a blonde just
like yourself, to give you a real good
fucking tonight. I told her all about you
baby, so she understands just how
completely submissive you really are." I
groan in embarrassment as Jimmy continues.
"Now Kristine, I know you ain't never made
it with a another woman before, so I
figured our little session here this
afternoon would be a great time for you to
start. And as an added bonus, we get to
watch your first lesbian fuck -umm,
encounter, that is."
"Jimmy!" I stammer, pulling at my
wrist bindings. A woman! A lesbian woman.
Wanting to make love to me!
"So tell me sugarplum, should we
proceed from here?" Jimmy asks, "or is it
just too much for you and we'll call it a
night?"
It's so true, I've never made love to
another woman before, and certainly never
considered myself a lesbian. I'm so horny
right now, my entire body is just aching
to be toyed with! I do love to experiment,
how bad could it be?
This woman, whoever she is, has
already stirred me in the most tantalizing
way.
"Ow! Ok, y-yes! Lets continue!" I
blurt out. A deep blush blooms out on my
checks. This is so wild. I'm really going
to be screwed by a woman! I only have the
vaguest notion of how two women actually
make love.
My mystery lover (a lady!) sits next
to my prone, secured form. I involuntarily
shudder as she leans over me again. I feel
something soft and wet slipping into my
mouth. Oh my God! It's, it's her tongue.
Her hands come up to the side of my face
and she holds me firmly in place as she
gives me a deep frenching. Her wet tongue
slowly explores the inside of my mouth.
Now I'm becoming more turned-on, I
returned her kiss. Our tongues slather and
side all over each other. I can't believe
I'm here, blindfolded, wrists bound to the
headboard, exchanging tongue with another
woman!
"Okay Angie," I hear Jimmy say.
"You've toyed with our little pet enough
now. Why don't you take her blindfold off
and show our little slut who you really
are."
Angie? That name is familiar to me.
I'm also slightly embarrassed that Jimmy
is calling me a slut in front of all these
people. The woman leans off me and I feel
her nimble fingers untie the scarf from
around my head.
I blink and try to focus on the
figures in the bright bedroom. Jimmy,
Marcie and Jeff are still on the old couch
in the back of the bedroom. I look at the
woman sitting next to me on the bed. She's
strikingly beautiful, with long blond hair
and a short black party dress, much taller
than me, and.
"Oh my God! M-Mrs. Anderson?" I
stutter. "Oh, It's you!" The Anderson's
live right down the block from me. Our
families have been friends for years,
their good friends with my parents, and I
know her daughters. The Anderson's are
frequently over for dinners and barbecues.
"Yes Kristine, it really is me," Mrs.
Anderson says smiling down at me while one
hand absently plays tantalizingly between
my breasts. I gulp and squirm. This is
truly unbelievable. Of all the women it
could be, my mystery lover is Mrs.
Anderson from down the street!
"Angie Anderson and I are old
friends," Jimmy helpfully informs me from
across the room. "I figured your first
lesbian experience would be much more
enjoyable by getting fucked by somebody
you already know, like an old friend of
the family. Angie has also been lusting
after your sweet ass for some time now."
"Thank you Jimmy," Mrs. Anderson
snaps at my boyfriend. "I'll take it from
here, thank you."
"Yes, ma'am," Jimmy replies,
deferring to the older woman sitting next
to me. I can't believe this is happening,
Mrs. Anderson, proper, old, Mrs. Anderson
is my going to be my mystery lover
tonight!
"Ah Kristine, sweet little Kristina,
your sweet little ass does look truly
wonderful all trussed up to the bed here."
She gentle traces her fingers along
my breasts, down to my stomach, to the
edge of my panties as she talks to me. I
look down at her magic fingers. I still
can't believe proper Mrs. Anderson, from
right down the block, is sitting on this
bed next to my bound body, wearing a
skimpy party dress and, and coming on to
me!
"I know this is all a bit mind
blowing for you Kristine, you were always
such a good little girl." She looks down
at me with the kindest of smiles. "And I
know Jimmy has somewhat prepared you for
our special session tonight. I just want
you to know we can stop now or at any
time. I'm into domination and submission.
I'll do the dominating, and you'll be
doing the submitting. I've planned quite a
session for you tonight. I'm going to put
your sweet young ass through the works.
Are you sure you're ready for all this?"
"Oh, Mrs. Anderson," I groan and look
up at Mrs. Anderson. "Ooh, this is crazy.
But y-yes, yes. I'm ready!" I blurt out
quick older woman leaning so close to me.
"But, but what exactly do you have
planned, I'm, umm, not really sure how two
woman make love."
Mrs. Anderson takes my nipples, one
in each hand. I close my eyes and moan.
She begins to gently, but firmly twist and
pull them upward.
"Oh! Ooh, Ooooooow, Ooouch." I
suddenly stammer and squirm around. I look
down in amazement as Mrs. Anderson's (Mrs.
Anderson, of ALL people!) freely plays
with on my tender nipples. Jimmy, Marcie
and Jeff are watching Mrs. Anderson and me
with rap attention.
"Well my little one," Mrs. Anderson
replies, running her warm fingers over my
belly and daintily tracing around my hips.
"I'm going to make love to you as a Dom,
which is short for Dominate, but also as a
another woman who will fully and
completely appreciate your girlish
youthfulness, as only a woman truly can.
Hmm.among other things tonight I'm going
to screw you pussy-to-pussy, then maybe
fuck you slowly up the ass, to put it
crudely, and then we'll both get it on
with a double-headed dildo. Hmm, yes, lets
get started by checking out what treasures
you have hidden away under here."
"Oh!" I gasp looking down. Mrs.
Anderson slowly slips one hand along my
belly and slowly under my panties. I
whimper and groan, pulling against my
cuffed wrists attached to the bed's
headboard. Her fingers are warm against me
as she cups over my pussy. At first her
touch is light, almost like the fluttering
of a butterfly, but her fingers become
more insistent. She begins rubbing me up
and down between my legs! My hips respond
by following her rocking motion. Her hand
feels wonderful, I can't believe Mrs.
Anderson is rubbing me like this, touching
my most private place!
"Hmm, Kristine, your little cunt
feels quite, quite lovely, " the older
woman tells me, smiling sweetly down at
me. I redden as Mrs. Anderson's hand
rummages freely between my legs, moving
around under my panties. Her fingers push
between my labia! "Hmmm, yes, you're
rather wet, aren't you. Perhaps it's time
for my fingers to do a little more
exploring. Ah, yes, baby yes. There we go,
nice and easy.."
"Huh!" I cry out. Her two fingers
slowly push into my wet tunnel with a
slick, squishing sound. Her digits easily
ride up into me! Her thumb hooks around,
and slowly plays across my poor swollen
clit!
"Ah! Umm, Oh! Mrs. Anderson, y-you're
so nasty, y-y-you, oh! your are driving me
wild!" I blurt out like a love struck
puppy. She gently works my pussy, knowing
exactly what she wants. She goes right for
the heart of the matter, no ambiguity at
all, leaving me utterly enthralled by her
forceful yet gentle caress. This is so
unlike many of the guys I've dated, with
their quick and clumsy clutching.
"Honey, if you think this is nasty,
we have a long, long way to go tonight,
it's going to be truly, truly fun. Mmm,
Kristine, you're going to be my nice
little love-kitten. Oh yes, I already like
the feel and squishiness of your little
quim here. For being such a little slut,
you're still nice and tight. Mmmm, nice."
Her fingers are fully inside me, moving
around and driving me crazy! "You're quite
a responsive little bitch, that will come
in handy during our little show tonight."
"Oh!" I'm so utterly turned-on by
Mrs. Anderson's fingers inside my pussy. I
instinctively roll my hips slowly up and
down. I arch my back, pushing out my
chest, offering my breasts to this
wonderfully perverted older woman. She
goes on talking, keeping her finger's
inside me, deliciously moving them around
inside me!
"Now that we've gotten this far, I
can tell you that I've watched you become
quite the little slut-about-town with the
men in the last few years. Now I will to
fully introduce you to the many different
varieties of woman-on-woman loving. From
my talking to Jimmy I understand that you
also enjoy bondage and a more than a
little humiliation."
"Ooh." I moan, lost in her touch and
nasty words.
"Well," she continues. "I very much
enjoy degrading young gals like yourself.
As you now know, I'm a Dominatrix, and I
understood you've become quite the little
Sub. I going to suck and lick just about
every inch of your young luscious body,
and, of course, I'm going to fully, and
completely, penetrate your pussy, and your
cute little butt, using a number of
specialized toys I have in my bag of joy
here. Also, I will take my time and hope
to make you cum repeatedly, turning you
into a little 'cum geyser', and then I'll
really, really, enjoy making you squirm
and beg for more in front of all your
friends here. Tonight Kristine, I'm going
to fully test your wanton limits, I'm
going to turn you into my own special
lesbian strumpet. Now, enough said, let's
get started."
"Oorrph!" This is mind blowing! I
groan dumbly and pulled at my bound hands
still firmly attached to the bed's
headboard, watching her continue the
sordid assault between my lewdly parted
legs. My head is reeling and my heart
pounding with desire as I listen to what
she's going to do with me. Even Jimmy
never went so far. It's unbelievable! I
would never, never have imagined that Mrs.
Anderson could be so downright lecherous.
I'm really going nuts from the
sensations being generated by her fingers
buried in my pussy, from my wrists being
bound, and from the astonishing words
coming from this older woman, who has been
a family friend for years, and is old
enough to be my mother!
"All right sweetcakes," she says,
withdrawing her finger from me and
grasping the crotch of my panties. "I
don't want my little lover getting excited
too soon now. And you'll certainly won't
be needing these for the rest of the
night." In one swift move she pulls the
panties off my body.
"Ah!" I cry out in disappointment and
shock as the cool air of the room hits the
moistness between my legs. Oh! I redden
deeply as I realize everyone in the room
can now freely see my completely naked
body. It makes me feel exposed and quite
defenseless, but also wicked sexy in a
burning, strange way.
"So Kristine, are you really sure
your ready for all the special activities
I have planned for you tonight? "
I nod. Mrs. Anderson hops off the bed
gracefully. She slowly undresses in front
of me.
It's an incredible sight to look down
the bed, past my poor love-swollen body
and see a nude Mrs. Anderson lewdly
looking me over with her steely-gray eyes.
She's very scary in the intensity of the
look she's giving me. Her face is bright
and smooth, framed against her shoulder-
length blond hair with just a hint of
crinkles in the corner of her eyes. She
obviously works out hard, with long,
developed legs and well-defined biceps.
Her breasts are nice and large. Her
stomach is almost perfectly flat, with
just a bit of paunch, which she carries
well.
Mrs. Anderson climbs onto the bottom
of the bed near my feet like a cat on the
prowl. My knees are up and my legs
together. She kneels near my feet and puts
her a strong hand on each of my knees and
begins to slowly spread my legs open.
"Come on little Krissy, open up these
slender legs and show everyone your very
special flower. You know I'm here to eat
it up good, and make you into a nice
girlie snack."
I close my eyes and tilt my head
back, blushing in embarrassment, but also
quivering with ferocious anticipation. I
let Mrs. Anderson's strong hands guide and
spread my legs wide open on the bed. Now
everyone in the room can really see my
exposed pussy! I can't believe I'm doing
this, letting Mrs. Anderson (a woman!)
sexually ravage me in front of all my
friends! It's so wild and wickedly
delicious.
Mrs. Anderson's hands push against my
open knees. Her hands very slowly trace
down the inside of my thigh and rest light
on top of my pussy. I feel Mrs. Anderson
begin to softly kiss the inside of thigh,
just below my knee. Her kisses get wet and
very sloppy as she maddeningly makes her
way down the inside of my thigh. She fully
opens her mouth and use her slimy tongue
and teeth to gently bite my tender inside
thigh as she moves down. Oh! This is so
crazy. I know exactly where Mrs. Anderson
is heading.
I feel the older woman's thumbs
gently press into each side of my pussy,
her other fingers spread over my ass
cheeks. She's holding and maneuvering the
inside of my hips like bowl of fruit!
"Oh Kristine, my sweet little
Kristine, I'm looking directly into your
astoundingly pretty cunt, and aaah, what
an absolutely beautiful, beautiful sight
it is to behold. Oh, you poor baby, It's
all pink and swollen, your lips have
blossomed open like the petals of an
exquisite flower. I'm really enjoying
introducing you to the joys womanly
lovemaking. I'm going to eat you out now,
I take it you've never been eaten-out by a
woman before?"
"N-noo," I croak, looking down,
pulling on my arm bindings.
"Oh" I mumble as Mrs. Anderson's lips
land directly on my pussy! I can't believe
a woman's mouth is on my most private
place! It's like an electric shock of
pleasure. She kisses me again, and again,
and again, each time a little more deeply,
until I feel the wild sensation of her
entire face pressed entirely between my
legs. Her nose sniffs on my clit, her chin
rubs next to my asshole, her cheeks rub
against the sides of my innermost thigh.
"Oh! Ooooh!," I cry out loud in
pleasure as Mrs. Anderson's tongue licks
up and then down the sides of my pussy
lip. I groan again loudly as her mouth
opens wide and engulf my entire clitoris.
She slowly laps over my clit and then
nibbles and gently bites at it, causing me
to wiggle and shake, pulling on my
bindings. Her soft, hot tongue moves
slowly down, fully entering my pussy.
"AH, Ooh! Mrs. Anderson, that feels
so good, please, please, please fuck me,
fuck me with your tongue!" I suddenly
blurt out, surprising even myself. I hear
Marcie chuckling from the couch. I've
temporarily forgotten that there are
watchers in the room with Mrs. Anderson
and me.
"Not so fast my little love-bitch,"
Mrs. Anderson says. I open my eyes and
look down at the older woman crouched
between my wide-open legs. She smiles up
at me, her face completely plastered with
what must be my own love-juice.
"Oooh," I gurgle in disappointment.
"Don't worry sweetcakes, it certainly
ain't over yet," my new lover says. She
hops off the bed and retrieves a gym bag
from the floor. She sets it aside on the
edge of the bed and takes out a small blue
bottle.
"I hope this is still warm," she
mutters and takes off the cap, pouring a
small amount of bluish liquid into her
hands.
"Yes, it's perfect," she says while
pouring the contents of the bottle
directly onto my tummy, chest and torso.
The blue liquid is warm and very slick.
"This is just a little love oil to
make us girls nice and slippery," Mrs.
Anderson looks down at me while
deliciously spreading the warm oil all
over my body. She puts the cap back on and
throws the bottle back into the bag.
Mrs. Anderson kneels between my legs
again, this time on her hands and knees.
The older woman kisses me up from my
belly, slowly moving over my prostrate
body. She licks and laps my breasts and
sucks on my hardened nipples, gently at
first, and then bites them with hard,
gently force. I look down at the older
woman, trembling with desire.
Mrs. Anderson moves completely over
me, her hips gently resting between my
open legs. Her lanky body feels warm and
firm against me. Her mature breasts feel
great as they slide and flatten against my
own. She brings her face above mine and
kisses me passionately as her muscular
body flattens and settles on top of me.
It's just out-of-this-world that I'm bound
to this bed, naked, with Mrs. Anderson, of
all people, naked on top of me! She slowly
insert her tongue into my mouth, it's
thick and wet, she takes her time swirling
it around.
"Mmmm, Kristine, my little cunt,
you've been shaking your sweet little butt
all around town, now its time for you to
get properly fucked by one nasty lesbian."
She rubs and squirms against me. "Mmmm,
isn't nice the way our bodies slip and
slide together. I'll bet you never thought
I would be your lover?" She arches and
squirms her body against me while looking
directly into my eyes.
"Oh, oh God! N-no, no Mrs. Anderson I
g-g-guess not," I reply, shyly returning
her gaze.
My marvelously wicked older woman
gets up on her elbows and begins to slide
back and forth against me with gentle
force. She uses the fact that my hands are
cuffed and bound to the headboard to get
even more leverage.
With a big smile on her face Mrs.
Anderson slowly arches forward, pressing
down and grinding her pussy deeply into
mine. She presses her hips between my
wide-open V-spread legs. The effect of her
sweaty, greasy body pressing, ardently
rubbing into me is pure, pure magic! Our
hips pick up a crazy, bucking tempo, our
pussies come to squash and ooze
pervertedly together. Our trim pubic hair
creates an incredible lusty friction. My
new (lesbian!) lover takes a fistful of my
hair forcing my head back. She wildly
kisses my neck, face, eyes, nose and
mouth. She bites, pinches and sucks at my
neck, driving me crazy with desire.
Mrs. Anderson arches on top of me,
wiggling, writhing and thrashing against
me with intense abandon. I can't believe
what we're doing! This beautiful older
woman is actually fucking me! How
wonderfully different it is. We begin to
loudly slap and mash together with urgent
female need. I pull on my bound arms to
push myself up and into Mrs. Anderson.
I'm very warm and racked by hot
pleasure, transported to that otherworldly
place of lust and pure sensuality. My
orgasm wells out from my deepest, most
secret self. It blossoms out from within
my tummy and hips. My lips part as Mrs.
Anderson slips her wet, dripping tongue
into my mouth. I suck it down and try to
hold onto to it with my lips, despite our
increasingly wild and bucking fornication.
My entire being is completely opened to
this woman. Our swollen pussy lips
frenetically rub, slide and squish into
each other with a wet squishing noise, as
if they're trying to transfer some secret,
very urgent message. We're burning,
drenched and slippery. I'm melting into
Mrs. Anderson's body! We're now one very
smelly, sweaty carnal beastie.
"Oh! oh! ooh! Aaaaarh!" I scream out
at the top of my lungs. My orgasm
overwhelms me, my toes curl and my back
arches up as I gush, and gush with sticky
love-juice, mixing, oozing and slamming
wetly against Mrs. Anderson's wonderfully
soft gash.