Sylvia meets Al and Rosalie Lombardi

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Sylvia meets Al and Rosalie LombardiI was singing in a club, a kind of folk music club the summer I was s*******n. I sang for tips and to practice getting my voice out in front of people. When I sang on stage, or in a productioon, with costumes and make-up and all that, I had a lot of problems with stage fright. I don’t know why, but it wasn’t getting better, in fact, it seemed to be getting worse. I was doing my best to try to not pat attention to how upset I was about it. WheLn I was at the Balloon Grove, a little hoie in the wall in west LA, it was very relqaxed. Al Lombardi and his wife Rosalie began to show up regularly to hear me sing. One Tuesday night I was tired after I had finished my sets.They were a nice couple. He was about six-four, with a big belly and a heavy beard. Rosalie was about three inches taller than me. She has olive skin, brown eyes, and she was very muscular in her arms, neck and shoulders. They were always so nice to me about my performance, in my sets, even when I thought I stunk the place up…………….They often invited me to sit with them when I was not on-stage. and sometimes I saw them touch or stroke each other. I got a little stir in that place in me where feelings start to happen. I was enjoying the little private glow of that moment, the moment just before the moment when I ask myself:”What’s next?”. Rosalie, with her soft voice, broke through:”Would you like to come over to our place for a while?”Of course I said “yes”, and that is how these events that changed the direction of my life, began. I was expecting sexy, hoping for sexy things to start. In my mind, I already done each of them and both of together in several ways and positions. I was imagining how they might play some kind of seductive game with me in order to tease me out of my clothes, and before I even knew what was happening, my virgin body was being done 150 diffferent ways, some not even in the Kama Sutra. Yet.They didn’t talk much on the way out to Eagle Rock. Al had some jazz radio station that both of them were really listening to. It sounded like Charlie Parker to me. I had heard him when my mom, a nightclub singer, was learning some new stuff. It was still pretty difficult for me to follow . I was all about opera then, though I was trying with the help of my parents and my friends to widen my musical horizon.Finally, they got out of the car, and headed into the house with their arms around each other. Al and Rosalie, how sweet. “Okay,” I thought, let’s have a party.”Sylvia, do want something to drink? We always watch “I Dream of Jeannie.” Do you want to watch with us?”Hmmmm….. One hour later.. sitting on the sofa. Drinking Coca-Cola… watching Barbara Eden parade around in her harem outfit. I had watched Barbara Eden a lot at my house. I loved her costume, the beads, the veil, her whole sexy as hell but totally innocent manner.. I had even thought about dressing up like her when I was playing the “sex-slave” with Judy. I thought she was hot.The part of me that was attracted to women wanted to rub my face on the inside fabric of her harem pants next to her thighs, before I slid them off. I wondered if I squeezed in close to Al, would Jeannie use her magic powers to start to get him nice and hard. I wondered what Rosalie would do if little Sylvia did anything about it. I wanted to rub Al through his pants, get him nice and hard, like I saw her do, see what his dick looked like, tell him how pretty it was (even if it wasn’t, I always did that) give him a b.j., with Rosalie in there too. She had these luscious rounded boobs. She was showing some cleavage, and that little peek was making me want to see her breasts tumble out of her bra and…..and….She hadn’t said a word about sex since she made that crazy comment about sucking his dick while we were in the club. I hoped I didn’t do something that would get me thrown out on the sidewalk.Al was in the middle. It was a big sofa, but we found a way to all be touching somehow. We sat through the entire inane, but, for me, so arousing thirty minute episode.There was no explicit sex going on, either on TV, or here with Al and Rosalie. I was fantasizing about Barbara Eden, and crazy carnival circus sex with this nice middle-age married couple.Shit, Al and Rosalie weren’t even holding hands. Al was drinking a Budweiser. Rosalie was smoking. I was not in the middle of an orgy. Pooh. I was thinking about them fucking after I went home. I had school in the morning. I wanted to get laid. I didn’t think anything was going to happen, but I hadn’t given up completely. I had never been in a situation quite like this before.”Honey, Al and I need to go to bed.”I was waiting so hard for the next line..”..and..and..”.”I ‘ll take you home, Sylvia. I know you have school tomorrow.”My thought: “No! Shit!”My next thought was just to offer myself, but before I opened my mouth and let those words out, Rosalie was getting her car keys, and Al was thanking me for the music and hugging me a nice good-night. He leaned over to give me a little kiss. I guess I was supposed to kiss him back with a nice virginal schoolgirl kiss, especially with his wife standing there watching.That’s not how it went.Al put his mouth right on mine, covered my mouth with his completely. He was pushing his face against mine. He held the kiss for a while. I wasn’t timing things, but it wasn’t too long before his tongue and mine were wrapped around each other. His arms were around me. He would have pulled me into his body, except that I didn’t wait for the pull. I got my little body against his big one as fast as any s*******n year old girl could go.I broke off the kiss. He had kind of stunned me, surprised me with that.Rosalie was watching, with a little smile on her face, and the keys in her hand.”Al is quite attracted to you, Sylvia. He is such a horny old goat. Al, baby, if you are going to kiss our friend like that right in front of me, what kind of a kiss do I get?”I had been damp all night, but now….Al, good as his word, put a lovely kiss on Rosalie’s mouth, too. She reached down and groped him a little as they kissed.”Save that for me, baby, I’ll be right back.”Right in front of me! What the hell was that?Rosalie looked at me.”C’mon, Sylvia, get in the car. It’s a long ride back to North Hollywood. You’re looking at me weird, I know. Honey, we need to talk.”Heading through the curvey streets toward the freeway:”Baby, do you like to eat? Can you cook?”Well yeah, sure, put I don’t …well my mom hardly cooks ever and I can a little but usually I…”You’re Jewish, yeah?””Well yeah but…””No fuckin’ buts, baby. I don’t care what you say you are, you are soooo fuckin’ Jewish…I love that. I’m Jewish Italian, yeah, both sides. All sephardic, not so much the Ashkenaz.. My family is straight from Palermo. If you will come to our house again, I’m a great cook. I love opera, I love food, I love sex, I love jazz…so how come you were makin’ out with my husband? Don’t pull that shit with Italian women, Sylvia, do you hear what I’m sayin’?””Well, I was just trying to say goodnight and..”Rosalie lit up another Camel from the lighter on the dash.”Well, let me tell you this missy..I think you are so hot, so fucking hot, and, trust me, I don’t lie. I know Al wants you too, that big dicked lug. Well, fuck him, you’re with me now. He should have done something while you were next to him on the sofa. Sylvia, I’m a woman, I was right there, I know you were dyin’ for it, tell me about it, you’re lyin’ if you say you weren’t. Tell me the truth, and you get your pussy eaten tonight. Otherwise. I’m gonna see to your door and go home and Al,, bless his heart, is gonna have that fat dick up my Eye-Talian ass about five minutes after I walk through the door..”I had to take big swallow before I replied. Crazy stuff rolled out of my mouth like no one was in charge of my mind:” Rosalie, if you turn around and take me back to your house, I will do you and Al any way you want. I was on the couch next to Al and I was so horny from watching the woman who plays Jeannie, in her harem pants, and Al sitting there with a bulge in his pants. I wanted to unzip him and get it out so bad, Rosalie…””You wanted to suck my husband’s dick? Why you little…”Rosalie started laughing.”Shit, Sylvia, I’m not mad. I’m just messing with you a little. I was reading your mind, that’s all. You really have large breasts for a small woman. I want to get my teeth on your nipples, do you understand? Have you been with a woman before?””Rosalie, I’m s*******n. I started having sex when I was thirteen. I’ve had more sex with women than I have with men…”There bornova escort was a pause while Rosalie found a place to turn the Olds around.”Wow…really? You don’t hate men, do you?””Nope.””Do you.?.”Rosalie, I do everything. Can I say something?””Sure, baby.”” I want to …”C’mon, you can tell me, c’mon..”Hun, if you slid those panties off, I could get a finger in there. Would you like that?””Mmmmmmmmmm, oh please, but I’m really small…”I don’t think I will ever forget how good she felt on that August night, touching, oh my god, touching me just right. Most boys and some women don’t know how to do that thing that she was doing, even if I tell them, even if I take their hand and show them. Rosalie got it perfect the very first time. An affectionate, intuitutive woman lover is what I had been missing. Now I had to find out, maybe not right away, but soon, whether she would boss me around the way I liked.”Sylvia, we can’t make love out here in the parking lot, though I want to. Do you want me?””Oh, Rosalie, please..” I was starting to puff and pant a little.”I want you too, dear. If we go back to my house, Al, bless his heart, is going to want to get into it, too.You’ve had quite a few lovers, right?””Yeah, mmmmmm,that feels so good…””Do you care about cock size?””Only if he’s too big.””He’s not so long, but really fat. He fits my pussy just right, I’m telling you, he is a nice lover.””Well, I was ready to go after his cock when were watching TV.””Baby, I know, so was I. I didn’t want to bump heads with you.”Rosalie was laughing.”Al’s a guy. If he is in bed with two naked women, he is sure that it’s all about him. He’ll want want you to do all the stuff, you know, blow him, fuck him, yadda yadda yadda.””I’m slutty, Rosalie, I guess you could say that about me. It would be weird to have sex and not do that stuff.” “Yeah, but the problem is, I want you, I want you and I don’t want to share with my husband, at least not right away. When I share with him, I get a ton of sex, but if I really like somebody, you for example, he takes over and I don’t get what I want. “” He will want to get in your ass , Sylvia. He is up mine all the time, and I love it, but I thought I better let you know.””I love it in my ass Rosalie.””Sylvia, can we go back to your place?”I had my own little apartment then. Remember when I told you about Judy and Miguel and Pedro?”C’mon Rosalie, let’s go. I thought you’d never ask.”Rosalie Lombardi was the sweetest lover. She was used to being submissive sexually (but not any other way) to her big husband. For the first time since I had been having sex with women, I found a lover who was on the same plane as me. She didn’t want to be a dom for me, and she helped me understand that there were other roles I could play with her besides sex slave. She was a drummer and a bicycle rider, very strong and fit, but when we made love, she was gentle and careful . I loved the way she felt, chubby, large breasted, with a wonderful pubic garden for me to get lost in, but very solid, “like a Frigidare” underneath her chubbiness. She said ” That guy would go nuts for the way you make love, Sylvia, but I don’t want to lose my man to a younger woman, either.”I don’t know what she was worried about. Al should have been the one with the worries.I know she told Al about us. For the next few weeks, she would come to the coffee house by herself. After my show, she would drive me home. She would come in, we would talk about music for a while. We would kiss. Rosalie liked kissing more than most men or women I had known. She taught me things I didn’t know about building passion just by kisses.”You wanna get next to Rosalie down there? Holy semoli ! Baby, bring a brush, a comb, and some dental floss! If you want to make love with me, you better deal with that, with my mustache, big tits and the whiskers on my nipples!”Both of us were laughing so often That was the thing about being Rosalie’s lover. We had to stop sex a lot because she made me laugh so hard.”You really wanna get next to Rosalie down there? Holy semoli ! Baby, bring a brush, a comb, and some dental floss! If you want to make love with me, you better deal with that,with my mustache, big tits and the whiskers on my nipples!”I was sitting there in the leather seat, playing with myself a little now. Her description of her body reminded me so much of Judy. I was dying to have her touch me, or to see Rosalie without her clothes..Rosalie pulled into a parking lot of a huge supermarket.Stopped the car and turned off the engine.”Come here, Sylvia. Come to mama…”I slid across the leather seat into her arms. She gave me some nuzzly neck kisses, the kind I like, the kind that get me all wiggly, the kind I want boys to do before they start grabbing my tits.She kept kissing me and stroked my breasts.” I saw you playing with yourself a little back there a while, Sylvia. You don’t have to stop, you know…” I didn’t. I kept kissing Rosalie and rubbing myself. “Oh, baby, that is sweet to see. Can I have a touch?”For a little while we were out there at the back side of this huge parking lot, no other cars closer than 500 feet. I guess we both could have gone completely naked into some sex right there in the car. Nobody would have noticed. I loved what was going on right now, though. I wasn’t in a big rush to change it, and Rosalie wasn’t fueled by testosterone either. She was happy to be in our little front seat make out session.”We’re right in front of this supermarket, Sylvia. Are you hungry?”A few minutes later we were back in the car.We were eating ice cream bars. I was laying back in her arms. Rosalie was kissing my face, neck and shoulder, moving her hands all over my body, rubbing my puss through my panties, not getting any ice cream on me, either. Not that I would have cared. I loved the way she touched me.”Hun, if you slid those panties off, I could get a finger in there. Would you like that?””Mmmmmmmmmm, oh please, but I’m really small…”I don’t think I will ever forget how good she felt on that August night, touching, oh my god, touching me just right. Most boys and some women don’t know how to do that thing that she was doing, even if I tell them, even if I take their hand and show them. Rosalie got it perfect the very first time. An affectionate, intuitutive woman lover is what I had been missing. Now I had to find out, maybe not right away, but soon, whether she would boss me around the way I liked.”Sylvia, we can’t make love out here in the parking lot, though I want to. Do you want me?””Oh, Rosalie, please..” I was starting to puff and pant a little.”I want you too, dear. If we go back to my house, Al, bless his heart, is going to want to get into it, too.You’ve had quite a few lovers, right?””Yeah, mmmmmm,that feels so good…””Do you care about cock size?””Only if he’s too big.””He’s not so long, but really fat. He fits my pussy just right, I’m telling you, he is a nice lover…””Well, I was ready to go after his cock when were watching TV…””Baby, I know, so was I. I did’t want to bump heads with you.”Rosalie was laughing.”Al’s a guy. If he is in bed with two naked women, he is sure that it’s all about him. He’ll want want you to do all the stuff, you know, blow him, fuck him, yadda yadda…””I will do that Rosalie.””Yeah, but the problem is, I want you, I want you and I don’t want to share with my husband, at least not right away. When I share with him, I get a ton of sex, but if I really like somebody, you for example, he takes over and I don’t get what I want. “” He will want to get in your ass, Sylvia. He is up mine all the time, and I love it, but I thought I better let you know.””I love it in my ass…””Sylvia, can we go back to your place?”I had my own little apartment then. Remember when I told you about Judy and Miguel and Pedro?”C’mon Rosalie, let’s go. I thought you’d never ask”Rosalie Tirano Lombardi was the sweetest lover. She was used to being submissive sexually (but not any other way) to her big husband. For the first time since I had been having with women, I found a lover who was on the same plane as me. She didn’t want to be a dom for me, and she helped me understand that there were other roles I could play with her besides sex slave.When she was holding me, I noticed how strong she was, her neck and arms and snoulders and back.”I’m a drummer, Sylvia. I’ve been playing in bands since I was f******n. I’m really good. These days I have listening to a lot of a guy named Ala Raka, an Indian tabla player. I played in a lot of rock bands and R&B bands. That pays the rent, but it’s not so interesting to me now. Al plays escort bornova piano and organ, and we are do different stuff now, experimental stuff, I guess you would call it. Have you ever heard of David Tudor? Karl-Heinz Stockhausen? Luciano Berio?John Cage? Steve Reich? Morton Subotnick? Cathy Berbarian? You know, when I hear you sing, your voice is so special, I think about you making music with us. When I first saw you in the club, I wanted to get your panties off, well, of course, but there are a lot of ways I’m attracted to you.”I had been totally immersed in music my entire life, but of the artists she mentioned , I had only heard of one.She was a drummer and a bicycle rider, very strong and fit, but when we made love, she was gentle and careful . I loved the way she felt, chubby, large breasted, with a woman mustache that was so sexy for me, a wonderful pubic garden for me to get lost in, but very solid, “like a Frigidare” underneath her chubbiness. She had several hairs that sprouted from her nipples. “Oh god no, I would never cut these. Are you k**din’ me?'”You will never see this on the fuckin’ ” Playmate of the Month”. C’mon, it’s like Marilyn’s beauty spot. Only on me! You know, a woman!”She said ” I really want to get in bed with you and Al. That guy would go nuts for the way you make love, Sylvia, but I don’t want to lose my man to a younger woman, either.”I don’t know what she was worried about. Al should have been the one with the worries.I know she told Al about us. For the next few weeks, she would come to the coffee house by herself. After my show, she would drive me home. She would come in, we would talk about music for a while. We would kiss. Rosalie liked kissing more than most men or women I had known. She taught me things I didn’t know about building passion just by kisses. I would touch her breast after a few kisses, but she would very gently take my hand away. She liked to undress me, and tell me how pretty my body was.This was the sixties, I was s*******n, so, of course I thought my body was ugly. I didn’t know yet that every woman did. Rosalie was onto that con. She kept telling me how beautiful I was, how sexy I was, how she loved to see my thighs, or my feet, or my tummy, boobs or ass, every part of me I thought was gross, she would let me know much it turned her on. She would kiss me and love me there. If somebody you like tells you how beautiful your breasts are, and then kisses them and loves them for the next thirty minutes they don’t seem so ugly anymore. That was a breakthrough in my life.every part of that was lovemaking too. I loved it.She liked to talk about sex too. Like me.” Al knows, Sylvia. Al knows I want you, Al knows I’m here right now staring up at your pussy. He doesn’t know you have these darling red curls, though. Oh, give me a little taste, Sylvia. Don’t be such a selfish little cunt.”When she put her mouth on me, it was like no one had ever touched me that way before.. How can sex be so different from one woman or man to another?”He has been pounding me so hard since the night you were there. I can talk sexy, just the way you do. It gets him all excited when I tell him, in detail, about making love with you. I caught him jacking off the other night. I like to get all smoochy with him when I see that. I helped him out a little and while I was playing with his balls and talking about my face in your pussy, he shot so hard I thought I was going to have to clean the ceiling. He is such a mook. Of course, he wants you to come back. Of course he wants to be in the middle of two us, butt naked, playing with him and each other. He’s a guy. Guys spend half their lives thinking about stuff like that and jacking off to it. I”m not like that. I don’t fantasize about that kind of stuff. If I want to do it, I figure out a way to do it! I swear, I love Al, but he is so dumb that way. So Sylvia, here’s the deal: I want you to come over again. You and Al and I will have a lot of sex, if you want. “”My old man is really into asses. I know he is going to be in mine, I’m sure he will want to be in yours. Anything that has to do with asses and assholes, he likes. Except poop, if you were thinkin’ that (laughing). When we make love,Sylvia, you always get me back there, and I love it.”The pee things you like? Not my thing, really, though, I will tell you as a lover, I might try it sometime. If you get me drunk enough (laughing). Al is never going to be into that, though. He is a dick-in-mouth, dick-in-pussy,dick-in-ass kind of guy. But he is a nice lover. He always brings home the groceries for Rosalie, you get what I’m saying? Gets my toes curling and my pubes stickin’ straight out. “Both of us were laughing. That was the thing about being Rosalie’s lover. We had to stop sex a lot because she made me laugh so hard.”But here is the deal with me. It’s really hard for me to see my man with another woman. When I see him kissing her, part of me wants to put a butcher knife about five inches into her back and his, too. It’s crazy , I know, but that’s how I’m wired up. At the same time I’m feeling that, I’m masturbating watching his cock go in her mouth or in her ass.””So I want to have a threesome, but, really, it’s not so simple. You’ve done them, right? It gets complicated sometimes. Would it be possible for you to be there with us and just watch us fuck a few times and not get in it? I think after that, I’ll be more relaxed, and I won’t feel as if I need to kill you.”Here’s another idea. Can you figure out a way to get together with Al, but be really subtle about it? If the three of us are going to get together, I want you to do him a few times first, so he is not going so crazy about it. Don’t tell me about it, don’t describe it to me, that will just get me mad. Trust me, if you are screwing Al, I’ll know. I’ll be making mental pictures of, you know, you sucking his dick and the two of you fucking and stuff. The really hard one is thinking about him kissing you. I don’t want him to be kissing any woman but me. That, to me, is more intimate than sex. So give me a little time, Sylvia. I just have to organize this emotional thing in my head. I want to keep making love with you, so I know this is asking a lot . If it’s not in my face right away, I can deal with it and I can warm up to the idea of the three of us together. When we finally do get in bed all naked and stuff, I’ll be ready. You already know, once I get goin’…”Two weeks later, I was riding with Al in his big Olds down the Pacific Coast Highway near the Ventura county line. I was snuggled up to him in the front seat. He said he wanted to take me to a motel out there near the beach .First he stopped at a surf shop along there and he bought me a bikini. I changed into it in the car and he got a peek at my boobs and my puss as I was putting, or trying to put it on. I thought about doing him right there in the Surf Shop parking lot, just sliding over in the seat, wrapping a towel around us, climbing in to his lap, guiding his cock right in. I think he was a little too reserved for that.We spent some time on the beach. No bikini top can really contain my tits, so I was walking around out there in the sun with most of my boobs exposed, and this bottom that was too small for me. I knew Al liked it, because I could see his erection in his bathing suit. His eyes were just eating me up. What teenage girl would not like that attention from her lover? With all my slutty behavior, I had never done a man Al’s age in a motel room. Or anybody in a motel. The whole thing just seemed so sleazy and dirty. I loved it. I had my hand on Al’s thigh as he was driving, sliding it up and feeling his boner a little. He was not s*******n, so I knew I could do this stuff without him coming in his pants. This was the fourth or fifth time we had been together since my talk with Rosalie. I liked to talk during sex, and now I was talking to Al.”When we get there, baby, I want to suck this thing I’m feeling, Al, shit, I’m dyin’ for it. Dyin’ to blow you, lover. I love to wrap my tongue around it, Al. You don’t eat meat, and your cum tastes so good. Do you like that feeling when you pop right in my mouth? Oh fuck, I do.””This motel thing is making me all slutty. I do slutty stuff baby, I really do, I’m not teasing you. All I want to do when we get there is pleasure you and make you happy. I didn’t tell you, but I’ve been a sex slave before. That means I will do anything, anything you want, I don’t care how kinky it seems. You could call up some of your buddies, have them come over here, and everybody could get a piece of Sylvia, and that bornova escort bayan would be okay with me, but you would still be getting most of it.. I want to fuck your brains loose, did any girl ever tell you that before?”That afternoon at the Sea Crest Motel was a real breakthrough for both of us. I never told Rosalie about some of the stuff.. She said Al would never be part of any pee games? “I got Al in the shower after we had fucked for the third time. I begged him to point his dick in the right direction and to cover me with piss, and darned if he didn’t do it. Then he lay on his back in the shower, and I squatted over his face and emptied my bladder on him while he jacked off to the whole experience. I had seen his hard, uncut dick a lot by now, but I never saw it bigger and harder that when my piss was splashing in his face.I had learned Al was a guy who could really last a long time, and then, bounce back pretty fast. Especially for a man in his forties. I had been used to doing teen-age boys, and every woman knows what THOSE boys are like. Sometimes they fucked so fast and came so fast, I just felt like kind of a speed bump to them. They noticed I was there, barely, and just kept going. Almost always, that meant that I was full of some guy’s sperm, but I didn’t get to come at all. The older I got, the more it pissed me off. Al was not like that at all. Not at all. Rosalie was right. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Al was a lover.He had a really hairy body, and I know lots of women don’t like that, but, just like Rosalie’s unshaven pubes, his hairy body was a big turn on for me. He had these hairy man boobs. I love man boobs. Sucking on them was a lot sexier than sucking his dick, though, of course, I did him there too. She was right about him being a good lover. . His short, fat dick fit my little pussy just fine, my ass even better. He spent a lot of time with my breasts, went down on me so nice… I was so ready to do both of them. I was making love with Rosalie at my apartment a few times a week, and waiting for her to be ready too. I learned one thing that afternoon. Motels make guys so slutty. You put a perfectly respectable man like Al in there with a s*******n year old like me, and before long he is licking my ass, begging me to piss all over him, all kinds of crazy stuff he would never do at his house. After a while, I was thinking:”C’mon, Al, I’m supposed to be the kinky, slutty one, not you!”Al and I had a great afternoon. Rosalie was right about him and the ass thing. I was happy to give him my ass. He was one of those men who felt better there than in my pussy. He fucked me so good both ways I was walking all funny the next day. Still, it was a good thing I got him out of there when I did.I had never done a fat man before. I liked it. When I was on top…well, I didn’t say this to him, of course, but I kept hearing that song “Puff, the Magic Dragon” in my head…I was little Jackie Paper, riding on “Puff’s gigantic tail”. I’ll say I was. Getting fucked and yelling my head off too. When he was on top, it was kind of like Judy on top of me. He wasn’t as good a lover as she was, but I had no complaints, really, because nobody else I ever met in my life was like Judy. I’ve told you about some, not all, of the crazy stuff I did with her, for her, crazy sex stuff she got me to do. I liked Al and Rosalie, but not quite like THAT.When Al got on top, god, he was big, I got the feeling I liked of being pushed so far into the mattress that it swallowed me. These were just my private thoughts, I didn’t share them..part of me was not a grown woman yet. Like so many boys and men, he thought because I was fucking him and liking it, that all my thoughts were about him, but it never worked that way for me. I was longing to find the lover I could share these kinds of thoughts with, the silly, goofy ones, not just the super-whore stuff, but I was starting to think I never would. Al was kind of sensitive about the size of his dick. How could I tell him that I really did not give two fucks about that. I thought his “stubby pecker” was the cutest, most adorable dick I had seen in a long time. I wanted to do every kind of kinky thing with it. As I said, when he had it up me, or in my mouth, it was just right. And he knew how to use it, too. It made me happy to get him off. But he was kind of nervous about it, I could tell. As if I was going to reject him because of his size…But there was Rosalie…. Things were beginning to stir. She was asking me questions about my time with Al. I had told her I would answer anything, but I wouldn’t lie, either.”I’m starting to think about the three of us, Sylvia.”We had finished a round of love-making, hadn’t quite reached an orgasm yet, were catching our breath.” I know you’re fucking him now, Sylvia. I’ve never seen this guy so horny. He wants it all the fuckin’ time now, a lot more than he did before you came along. “She kissed me and stroked my breasts. “Sylvia, I started having sex when I was sixteen, but I’ve never had four weeks like this, with you and me so sweet here, and Al standing there with a hard-on every time I come through the door.””Sylvia, can I ask you a question?”Sure.””He is kissing you, right?””Yeah, he is.””You are making love with him?”” Yes.””Does he tell you that he loves you?””He is very sweet. He has never said anything like that to me. The only thing he said was how much he loves you. He said he doesn’t feel as if he is cheating on you because you and he talked about it.””Yeah, I told him the same thing I told you-Go get it on with little Sylvia for a while. I know you are dyin’ for that fuckin’ little jailbait whore.(Excuse my language, Sylvia. That is not about you. That is wife language for him to hear. I don’t think you are any of that. Well, jailbait, maybe) (laughing).” Just keep the whole thing to yourself, Al. I don’t want to know what you’re doin’ with her, and you aren’t gonna find out what’s she’s doin’ with me. Not for a while, Al…””Okay”, she said, “Okay, Sylvia, now I’m getting interested.I’m really thinking about being in the bed between the two of you.”Rosalie began rubbing herself. I had never seen her do that before.”I never thought of myself as the one getting any attention before. I just thought I’d be there with my head in my palm, watching you get it. Now, thanks to you, Syl, I’m thinkin’ different. I would like to see Al doin’ you. I could touch you, kiss him, kiss your boobs, kiss his dick..lots of kissing. I think I could watch you all kissy with Al, now, though I’ve got to tell you, that’s been a hard one for me. He is going to watch you getting all kissy with me, his dick so hard, and just be there watchin us, with his thumb up his butt. Sometimes. Until I jump on his ass. So now that I know that…..well, let me talk to him about it.”” Here’s an experiment I want to try. I promise I won’t get mad. I just want to picture you and him, okay? You and Al doin’ some sex. Just tell me about it. I want to see if I can make a sexy feeling for myself out of what you tell me. Okay, somethin’ you did with him. See if you can get me to put a finger up or something…””Okay, he took me to a motel out near Ventura…””Yeah? Really?'” He fucked the shit out of me Rosalie, he really did.””Yeah, that’s what’s been goin’ on at my house, too…””He fucked my ass and my pussy…””But especially your ass, I’ll bet…””Come over here and kiss me, please…you were so right about him and ass-holes…”Rosalie and I were really kissing now.” We stopped on the side of Highway 1. We kissed a lot. He is a super kisser…””Yeah, I know…””I got his dick out. I sucked him a little, but mostly I gave him a handjob”…”Did he come?””Wow, did he ever.. A sticky jizzy mess all over me, Rosalie, I got it all over me from my nose to my fucking toes.. It was nice. Rosalie, I wish you had seen it…””Yeah, Sylvia, I would like to see you getting a load from him. I really would like that.””Maybe we can make that happen, do you think?””Yeah, fuck our house, let’s find a motel…”” The nest time that doofus pops a fat load, it’s going to be dripping down both of us, Sylvia. You got that?”We made love the rest of the afternoon. We found some toys that Judy had left me, now that she was going to be a Panamanian mother and house-wife. She decided she didn’t need the dildo and the vibrator and the fifteen inch double headed dong, among other sexy toys, so she left them in a velvet lined box for me.Rosalie and I had fun with the dong. We each came a bunch of times. We joked about how we would use it with the three of us. Al, like most men, thought he knew all there was to know about sex. Here were two women, beginning to really know how to please each other, to be able to make each other come so hard and fast that we went to sleep right afterwards , just like guys do. Al had no fucking idea, but Rosalie and I agreed, he was going to learn pretty fucking fast!

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