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Yes, how should I start? I’m still totally confused. Maybe I should describe myself first. I am 45 years old, married (I even think happy) and have a 22 year old Son. So far I have been able to live out my sexual needs in my marriage. My husband and I know almost all variants of the sex games and live them fully. So you can say that I don’t miss anything. In the 23 years of our marriage I slept twice with other men, both times I was tipsy and could have saved it to me because my husband turned out to be the better lover.
Now something has emerged what my whole emotional life lifts out of joint and that came like this: I work as a “junior chief” in a very large craft business, with a sanitary-selling one that is still mine Father heard (he will soon be calm). As every year, trainees were hired for various divisions. So too this year. In my department, a high school graduate wanted to become the wholesale clerk. She was 19 years old, had dark hair and an outfit didn’t actually fit into our conservative company.
She almost always wore leather clothes, with a fashionable, body -hugging cut (not about point). She seemed arrogant and slightly arrogant on me from day one. If she was near me, I became unsure and when she looked at me directly, I looked away and turned red on my face. My uncertainty her counterpart became worse and worse so that I no longer wanted her in my department and ordered her transfer to another department.
After a few days, it was very late, I wanted to prepare a few more things for the next day, it knocked on my office door and Miriam, that was the name of the trainee. She had a mourned face and asked depressed for the reasons for her transfer. I was completely embarrassed and I didn’t know what to say. She started sobbing and sat on the armchair to me without being asked. I walked around the desk and took her slightly (really only slightly) in my arm to comfort her.
She pressed her cheek against my chest and clung with her hands around my hips. Suddenly I noticed how her hand from my hips over my dress slowly slid down on my thighs. When the dress was over, she had reached my knee and her hand slowly slid again under my dress, how unintentionally up the thigh up. I was petrified. Her hand was looking for the path between my suspenders (I almost always wear suspenders), pushed my panties aside and stroked my step, from the hole over the labia to my clit.
I wanted to push her back but one of her fingers was already in mine pussy And with the thumb she massaged my love cone that is now steeply protruding. I stood in front of her with an open mouth and unfortunately also with open thighs and twisted my eyes with lust. She got up without taking her fingers out of my cunt, gently pushed me back on my desk, pushed my dress up, pulled out my panties, bent my legs and put her head in my lap.
What followed the next few minutes exceeded everything I had experienced in sexual things until then. She licked the inside of my labia, touched my clit with her tongue in between, pressed my legs and my pelvis up, drilled her tongue deep into my ass. I experienced one orgasm after another. In between, she put a finger in my ass, only let it circle in the area of my sphincter and masturbated my fiery clit with her thumb.
I was not as satisfied in my whole life as in these moments. When Miriam noticed that I had enough, she straightened my clothes, helped me in the vertical, wiped her mouth smeared with mucus and said with a friendly but determining tone that she would be happy if I were thinking about the transfer again. There was nothing left of her depression, on the contrary, I had the feeling that she had staged the whole show with the howling.
After I had recovered somewhat, I drove home, immediately went to bed and could not fall asleep despite the total exhaustion. I could only think of Miriam. When my husband came to bed and made institutions for sexual intercourse, I friendly with an excuse. When I drove to work the next morning I had a grip again (I believed). I did not undo the transfer and had ticked off the evening as a unique slip.
The day went like others. I had a lot to do. In between, however, my thoughts kept wandering off. I could only think of Miriam. However, she did not contact me. I was almost crazy about longing for her tongue. However, my common sense told me that I should stay away from her. My mind kept the upper hand, unfortunately only for two days. I couldn’t concentrate anymore and on the evening of the third day I drove to the address that I had selected out of the employee file.
I rang and I made a blonde, approx. 1.70 m tall woman. I appreciated her age at 20 to 22 years. She had a bathrobe and looked as if she had just showered. When she looked at me questioningly, I asked about Miriam. She smiled, let me enter and closed the door behind us. She brought me to a living room in the Miriam, also in the bathrobe, on a sofa. When she saw me beamed and said that she would have expected me earlier.
When I looked at her puzzled, she said “I knew from the first day when I saw her that a hidden lesbian lives in her soul. She just had to be awakened “. I was laid again and actually wanted to go. She got up on my hand, led me to the sofa and asked me to set me. As by chance, her bathrobe opened and I saw her small, youthful breasts and her unusually hairy Venus hill.
With a smug smile she asked me why I came. I didn’t know where to look, was totally unsettled and started to stutter “I, I, I …” She smiled and said: Yes, I already know what you want, you want to be taken again by me. It was the first time that she died me. She took me by the hand took me into the bathroom and said I should be fresh, she wouldn’t feel like licking the one day old from the old cunts (she really said Votzenleim) and went out.
As in a trance I took off and went into the shower. When I dried myself, the door went behind my back on a hand between my legs. Immediately two or three fingers disappeared deep into my cunt and thumb in my ass. I bent down to the tub edge, spread my legs and let me fuck my hand. My pelvis trembled and my vagina and my ass surround my fingers in cramps.
When I was shortly before the departure, my hand was pulled away. I looked around and was horrified, not Miriam, but the blonde had masturbated me. M. Stand behind the blonde and had probably watched all the time. Now I didn’t care, I was unlikely to be horny and battled the blonde she may go on. However, the two went back into the living room and sat on the sofa with open bathrobes and indicated that I should crouch in front of them.
M. Take my head, slipped something, spread her legs and said, friendly but definitely lick me you sow. I was horrified, so nobody had spoken to me yet. At that moment two hands started my ass, my thighs and very tender to stroke my pussy. When I was looking for Patricia, that was the name of the girlfriend of M. , behind me. She had taken off her bathrobe and I was able to admire her slim body. However, she had proportionally for her body Big tits.
Not as big as mine but I was also significantly stronger than her. Her Venusberg was shaved smooth, through her labia you could see the tip of her swollen clit. She looked stunning. She pressed my head into the lap of M, pulled my buttocks apart and started licking my asshole with her stiff and incredibly long tongue. I turned and turned with lust. When she sank her tongue deep in my ass I fell into a series of exits.
When I was the pink column of M. I couldn’t hold back between her hairy Venusberg. I buried my mouth into her plum and put my tongue deep into her column. She made her pelvis so skillfully that my tongue changes her labia and clit. She pulled her column apart with her hands and conducted her pussy so that I only licked her plump tap. The cone was like a miniature penis.
I was lust of his senses, sucked and bite to her clit until she leaned back with a moan. Her pelvis was winced when I had already stopped licking. I let my head fall on her Venusberg and licked her cunt as if I were from your senses. M. raised her pelvis and I licked her ass column with the same fervor as I myself was fucked by Patricia’s tongue. M. And I almost had an orgasm that could not end at the same time.
I let my head fall on her thighs and howled with shame in her bathrobe. I felt humiliated and yet happy to be mastered by these two girls. I could no longer and let myself fall to the ground. So now I was, a 45-year-old woman with one, I mean, well -shaped, Rubensk lesbianism was inaugurated. I had enough for today and actually wanted to get up and go, but Patricia did not agree with that.
Now she said where we all three know what we would be at but it would only be justice. M. , Some of them left the room stepped in again and had one Dildo strapped in front of their black hairy hairs of Venusberg. The art penis had an enormous size, but was not larger than mine from time to time, used at home. It differed in the fact that under the big one, not much, lesser, was arranged.
I haven’t seen such a thing before. M. Turned my back, pressed my legs against my breasts and carefully inserted the big one into my cunt, about 5 cm. She started to fuck me with short bumps. In doing so, she massaged my wet, highlighting love cone with her thumb. P. Placed her pelvis over my head and let herself down gently with her plump shaved plum over my mouth. Due to the pleasant feeling of a beginning orgasm, I started p.
to lick, deep in her plum, her clit and also in your ass. We were getting wilder. Suddenly the fuck shocks of M. longer. I felt how the second dildo only pushed in front of my buttocks and then disappeared into it. M fucked me in my ass with long bumps and at the same time into my twitching cunt. It was wonderful, I had an unknown orgasm. I fast with horniness, I clawed into the ass cheeks from P.
, Press her with her pussy to my drooling mouth and licked her all the juice out of cunt and ass. After a few minutes we were just a twitching bundle of horny women. We fell aside and lay nautical on the carpet. We caressed ourselves tenderly, kissed all over the body and were completely relaxed. M. Stand up the first one, gave me some kisses on my nipples and went to the bathroom.
As P. Wanted to reach again in the crotch, I gently pushed her hand away and said another time. I have enough for today. I got up, I got dressed and left the apartment before M. Came out of the bathroom. On the way home I thought a lot about myself and I think my sex life will never be as before. The next working day I thought with horror but also with a hot desire.
I could hardly wait m. and p. look back. I’m looking forward to the continuation of this relationship.
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