Date: Tue, 12 Oct 2010 19:21:47 +0000
From: Martin Muiller <saunafriend@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Selma loves girls-I still love Selma" (part 2)

Selma loves girls - and I still love Selma (part 2)

The story is fictional. Selma however is my real ex-wife...
If you like my story, please write me at saunafriend@hotmail.com

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Ever since moving into the basement apartment, my ex-wife to be Selma
brought home Anna almost every night. The two of them enjoyed wonderfully
passionate lesbian sex, which I watched from the shadows. As always, I
jerked off to the beautiful two female bodies pleasuring each other. But
each time I kept my load to myself until I was back up in my own
bedroom. There I would cum on anything, that reminded me of my still
beloved Selma. Her pillow was first, some of her underware which I had
stolen from her before she moved downstairs was next. I especially liked
cuming on her bras. It was almost like cumming on her titts. Those
wonderfull C-cups...

A few weeks ago, I heared her coming home. It was a sunny Saturdas after
noon and she had been over to Anna's house to take a dip in Anna's
pool. When I heared two female voices laughing, I naturally thought Anna
had come over with Selma. I looked forward to "our" little sexual ritual
and creped town the stairs to the door of Selma's appartment.

When I cracked open the door, I could hear the voices more clearly. That
wasn't Anna. The second voice was high pitched and sounded much
younger. Now, who did it belong to? I was very curious and quietly moved to
the spot from which I could see into Selma's bedroom without being spotted
myself.

At first I could see only Selma. But then I spotted the source of the
second voice. It belonged to Anna's little sister, Julia.

Julia was 14 years old and very pretty. She was about 4'7" tall, petite and
had short blond hair -almost like a boy- and big blue eyes. Selma and I had
babysat for her many times in the years past. Ever since she was about 7 or
8. I remember looking at her and marveling at her stunning looks and
charm. Even at that young age she could turn more than a few heads. I had
secretly spied on her when she changed into her night gowns on several
occasions. I would never have considered touching hear, but man, did I
stare at her naked little body! And man, did I touch myself afterwards!

I snapped out of my visions of days past when I saw Selma and Julia begin
to kiss. Their lips met and I could see their tongues meet. It didn't look
like this was their first kiss. They seemed to know what they wanted. And
how to get it.

Never breaking their kiss, they started to undress each other. Selma's
hands opened the buttons on Julia's skirt, which quickly fell to the floor,
revealing a pair of pink cotton panties. Julia on the other hand was
occupied with Selma's tanktop, which she rather forcefully pulled over her
lover's head, bringing Selma's big and firm breasts into full view. Julia's
hands moved towards them immediately. She began massaging them slowly,
tugging at the erect nipples that were growing under her caresses.  After
getting rid of the skirt, my ex turned her attention towards Julia's white
tshirt, which didn't do a very good job at hiding what lay underneath them,
in the first place. But as Selma moved the shirt over Julia's head, I
almost stopped breathing. The sight was stunning. So beautiful, so sweet
and so sexy! Julia had only developed very small tits. No more than
A-cups. But to be honest, not even that. Just little round mounts which
stuck straight out, crowned with little pink nipples. On the left side of
her very skinny torso, there was a tattoo of a rose, that reached from
inside her panties to just under her left little tit. There were three or
four flower heads on the rose. Their colors varying from pink to red. One
was snow white.  The contrast was amazing. Julia's body looked like that of
an innocent little girl and the tattoo showed that there was quite a huge
dose of sex hidden underneath.

I couldn't help but wander, who the lucky guy was, who got to tattoo sweet
Julia's virgin like skin. The thought of this beautiful little girl laying
almost naked on the table in a tattoo parlor having someone paint this
eternal piece of art on her smooth and soft skin was electrifying. My hand
went down into my pants and grabbed my hard cock and squeezed it for the
first time since I walked into this amazing scene.

Selma's hands were all over Julia's small body. Caressing the tiny breasts,
squeezing Julia's round little ass and slithering into the front of the set
of pink panties, which showed a clearly visible wet spot.

Selma's skirt also lay on the floor as well as her white lace thong. Julia
had worked fast! Her small fingers were now working on her lover's pussy
the big breasts abandoned. On hand was massaging Selma's clit, moving in
small circles, while the fingers of the other hand were dug deep into the
older one's pussy. All 4 fingers were sliding in and out of the hairless
cunt, which used to welcome my rock hard cock. Just like my cock, Julia's
fingers rhythmically penetrated that beautiful and extremely wet pussy. The
daughter of her best friend finger-fucked or rather almost fisted her like
a real sexual devil! I could almost feel how Selma's g-spot must have felt
on the tips of the little girl's fingers.

My own fingers were wrapped around my cock and were pumping like crazy. I
had picked up Julia's rhythm. It was as if the little blond haired girl,
which was now kneeling in front of my still beloved ex in her tight pink
panties, was fucking her senseless on my behalf. Or as if I was fucking her
through this little girl, we used to babysit together.

I saw Selma's expression change at the same time I felt the rush of an
incredibly violent orgasm hitting me. Selma's scream of pleasure luckily
drowned out the grunts that escaped my throat. She threw her head back and
arched her back, Julia picked up even more speed as she roughly
finger-fucked her older lover.  Selma fell to the ground as wave after wave
hit her beautiful body, letting her knees buckle. She screamed and moaned
in pleasure as she twisted on the floor, Julia pushing her further and
further.

My own orgasm hit so suddenly and so violently, that I couldn't stop
myself. I fell backwards against the wall and slid down landing on my
back. Laying on the floor my hand in my jeans, grabbing onto my dick which
spewed out load after load of cum. My hand was drenched, my underwear wet
and the front of my jeans had a huge stain of cum on it as I silently and
quickly fled the scene up to my part of the house.

Back in my room, I fell asleep in my clothes with my hand still wrapped
around my now soft dick. I dreamed of what must have gone on downstairs
after I left...  (This dream ist the content of the 3rd chapter)

I hope you guys and girls have enjoyed the sequel to the story about my
ex-wife and my fantasies about her. Write me an email and tell me about
it. I would love hear from you. As always: inspirational pics are more than
welcome! Saunafriend@hotmail.com