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Date: Wed, 14 Dec 1994 01:51:27 UTC
Subject: A Quick Divorce (ff)
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Unknown to the pretty wife, her dissatisfied husband has a
hooker befriend and suduce her while he takes photos.
Disclaimer:
All characters are fictional and a figment <g>
of my over-active imagination. Constructive
e-mail is welcome.
A Quick Divorce
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by Caesar(91)
Carla, a.k.a. Christi, looked around the expensively decorated
master bedroom. There were abstract paintings on the wall, a
sculpture of a naked woman without arms in the corner, and a
bear rug near the fireplace at the end of the huge bed. She
sat down comfortably on the king-sized bed, her feet not even
reaching the floor, and she sunk down into the extremely soft
quilt and mattress.
Carol Trudeau entered the room, a bottle of wine in one hand,
two long stem wine goblets in the other. She looked over the
thin small woman, noticing her long legs and round face. A
tremble of excited desire ran through her, as she took her eyes
off the temptress. She set her items down then began to pour
two full glasses of white wine. She could almost feel the
girls eyes on the back of her body, looking at her silk clad
legs to her still firm ass cheeks, and up to her long mane of
hair.
When the glasses were full, she turned around, and handed one
to Christi, while giving her a warm smile. For a long minute
the two of them stared into the others face, taking in each
others features. Christi, the younger of the two, was
definitely the prettier, sexy, youthful features with a
suggestion of innocence. She was only fifteen, but told Carol
she was twenty three. Carol was thirty-nine, thin and tall,
almost an athletic body, her face still looked like she was
thirty, her body twenty, her attitude forty.
Carol held up her glass, "Toast," she waited until Christi held
up hers, "to a wonderful friendship."
Christi smiled sweetly, "And too a long night!" For a second,
Carol froze, then she smiled extravagantly and took a long
drink.
Carol was the first to set down her drink, then leaned forward
to kiss the younger girls lips. Christi set her goblet down
then wrapped her arms around her friends neck and returned the
kiss, more passionately.
Soon Carol was laying over the other, kissing frantically, her
hands feeling a firm round breast covered still in her sweater.
Christi looked up over the woman's shoulder towards the dresser
mirror. She smiled with her eyes, knowing that Mr. Trudeau was
somewhere in the house, watching a hidden camera behind the
mirror. The two ladies were moaning, and Christi was playing
it up, her legs wrapping around the others waist, her arms
wrapped around the strong back, her hips pressing rhythmically
upwards into the others crotch.
When the older woman was sucking on a small attractive ear, the
younger spoke passionately, "God, I never knew it could be like
this! I love you so much!"
Between nibbles, Carol responded, "I love you too, my little
flower!"
Truthfully the two of them had only known each other for two
days. Yesterday, Carol's buggy had bumped into Christi's at
the supermarket, toppling her groceries. After that incident
they met for a quick lunch and became quick friends. And more!
Christi told her new friend of her loneliness, her husband left
her a few months ago, while sharing a bottle of red wine that
same night. While Carol opened up and told of her loveless
marriage. One thing led to another, and Carol had kissed the
others lips, softly and lingering. Christi began to cry, then
wrapped her arms around her new friend to thank her for being
there, then she promptly left. The next day they met for
supper at a fine restaurant, then Carol had suggested returning
home fora nightcap, to her surprise her friend agreed. Carol
tried and succeeded in seducing the younger, until they were
both here.
Almost without a word, both separated from their heated
embrace, and rolled off the bed, standing at either side of the
big bed. Carol smiled at her new lover and unbuttoned her
blouse, slowly stripping herself for the pleasure of her
friend.
Christi watched with wide, almost innocent eyes, then pulled
her sweater over her head. A gasp, escaped Carol's lips upon
seeing the magnificent breasts, round, large, but very firm.
A tiny nipple topped each, elegantly pointing towards the
ceiling at a slight angle. Almost embarrassed of her own
bosom, Carol let herbra fall off her shoulders.
Christi's eyes glued to the large tanned nipple. Her hands
unbuttoning the front of her tight jeans. While Carol let her
own skirt drop to the floor, underneath she wore only a pair of
stockings and lace panties, in preparation for this evening.
The young girl stepped out of her jeans then spoke up, "Oh
Carol," she was starring at her friends long legs and
see-through panties, "please let me...?" She motioned with her
head, then crawled across the wide bed to kneel directly in
front of Carol's waist, while Carol waited with barely
contained excitement.
Christi bent forward and planted a kiss on the black skimpy
lingerie panties. While Carol moaned deeply and loudly,
unashamed of the erotic energy she was feeling. The kisses
became firmer, and lower. Going up and down the covered cleft
of the woman's already wet vagina. The forty year-old woman was
pressing her hips outwards, her legs spread and her left hand
cupping the long hair of the young girl. Her enjoyment was
loud and satisfying.
Carol had her eyes closed and her attention riveted to her
sexual organ, that she didn't notice her lesbian lover hook her
thumbs into the tight panties and pull them down. They fell to
her feet without her even knowing it. The first indication
that she was bare, was when a warm slimy tongue slide gently
into the cleft of her outer lips, tickling and teasing the hard
bud of her clitoris.
If the older woman knew anyone was in the house, she would not
have yelled out as loudly as she did, the whole house seemed to
shake with the love sounds of a woman rising towards orgasm.
With one hand cupping her slightly sagging, but attractive,
breasts, the other holding her new friends head against her
stomach, Carol had her first orgasm with another woman. A bolt
of electricity shot out of her clitoris and spread to every
inch of her body. Christi guided the woman as she collapsed
onto the bed. The last sensation that Carol had was warm hands
holding her up, then she drifted off to a sexual bliss.
Christi, worked quickly. Laying the unconscious older woman in
the middle of the bed, then spread the woman's legs as wide as
they would go, flowering out her very wet pussy. Then the girl
pulled off her panties and arranged herself over the woman's
face. Just before she fell forwards onto the woman's belly,
the door to the bedroom opened.
Mr. Trudeau walked in, a devilish smile on his face. "Your
doing excellent Christi!" He looked very pleased.
For a second she was worried the older woman would wake from
her slumber. "Perhaps good enough for that bonus you promised
me?"
"You earned that already, I'm very pleased, I may even double
it!" He closed the door behind him. Letting the two girls get
on with "business".
Carol woke up, her whole body aching with a joyous hum. She
could feel her cunt being fucked, and something playing with
the electric sensitive clitoris. It took a full minute before
she realized it wasn't a cock inside her vaginal hole, but a
finger. Expertly sliding in and out in time to the licks of
the tongue on her love bud. With a moan, and wiggle of her
hips she opened her eyes.
An inch in front of her face was the overwhelming sight of a
nakedass and almost hairless vagina. Carol remembered who it
was that was eating her. "Hum, that's delightful my love."
She kissed the underside of the girls left buttock.
The tongue came off the clit, and the shapely ass wiggled
seductively and yearningly. With a panting, pleading voice,
"Please Carol! Lick me! Make me cum!"
Carol studied the first cunt that she had ever seen closeup.
The flowered inner and outer lips, the dark opening pulsating
with almost a beat of its own, the slimy clear liquid dampening
the surface of it all. And of course she could see the girls
anus, a dark pink, wrinkled puckered rear muscle. Again it
wiggled pleading, while the girl moaned loudly.
Carol closed her eyes and stuck her tongue out. She came into
contact with the inner lips, wet with the secretions of her
excitement. She noticed the taste of the nectar, strong musky
sweet. She pressed into the soft wet folds, her tongue glided
into the vaginal hole, until her face was pressed up against
the warm body. A flood of wetness drenched her face and
covered her tongue, some even slide down her chin to her neck.
Her nose was pressing against the hard anus, a new smell wafted
up her nostrils. Carol was hooked!
Christi hugged a naked thigh, while groaning out loudly, while
also pressing her ass back against the face, and arching her
back downwards causing her ass to arch out and her vagina to
flower even more. The woman behind her was unexperienced, but
soon began to eat pussy the way she had enjoyed it done to her.
The tongue mostly concentrated upon the sensitive clitoris
while sidetracking to "fuck" the cunt. The older woman wanted
to touch every part of her new lovers sex, she licked every
fold of the pussy, she forced her face hard against the ass to
stick her tongue as face into the welcoming hole as it would
go, she attempted to "fuck" the ass hole with a hardened tongue
but the muscle was too tough for her. She made so much noise
eating the girl, that the pleasure sounds were almost drowned
out.
When Christi had a orgasm, Carol didn't stop eating her out,
but continued with the same gusto that she had begun with.
Christi recuperated very soon and also restarted to eat her
friends still wet gash. Both woman were heavily into the
pleasurable sixty-nine, juices were coating faces and hands,
tongues were getting sore, while open mouths were aching.
Fingers found their way into cunt holes, imitating a cocks
performance. Hands were reaching between the sweaty bodies to
play with breasts and nipples.
Within a half-hour both were laying in each others arms, laying
on their backs trying to catch their breaths. The older
woman's stockings bunched up around her knees and the zealous
activity made her look at least her own age. And opposite with
Christi, it made her look even younger than her short years.
The younger girls hand was mindlessly stroking the older
woman's hairy cunt, a finger sliding in and out as if massaging
it back to life. While the older woman was playing with the
breasts she always wished she had been born with. They were
talking softly, quietlyto each other. About little
insignificant things, planning for their next rondeavous,
measurements, sexual experience.
In fact, Carol was surprised when the girl told her she had
never been with a woman, but the simple sight of the skimpy
lingerie had inflamed her so much she went out of control. The
woman giggled when the girl graphically told her how she loved
every second of her own cunt being eaten. They both promised
to try and out do themselves next time.
"Well Carol," both woman jumped, "I had to come in and thank
you!" Mr. Trudeau was standing in the doorway, his hands on
his hips looking down the length of the bed at the two naked
woman.
Christi spoke, "What are you doing here, I thought you were
going to let me leave first?" She sat up.
Carol was stunned, here was her husband walking calmly onto his
wives infidelity and talking to her lover as if they knew each
other.
He spoke up, "A change of plan my dear. If you would kindly
dress." He laughed, ignoring the significantly more attractive
girl as she slide out of bed and stared at his wife. She
curled herself into a ball, confused and scared. "You see my
darling, your little affair is all I need to seek the divorce
I had been craving for so long!"
The unfaithful wife shot up in bed, they had never had a
wonderful marriage but divorce hand never even come up. "My
god Ray..."
He roared, "Shut up! You can't see them but, their are three
cameras in this room. Each capturing a wonderful view of your
slutty performance." He pointed to the three well hidden
cameras.
Carol got up onto her knees at the edge of the bed, ready to
beg for her husbands forgiveness, and to plead for him to let
her stay. He waved the quickly dressed young girl over to his
side.
"No one believes a old woman who sleeps with fifteen year-old
hookers, darling." He took out a roll of hundred dollar bills,
and handed them to the young girl. She frantically grabbed
them then shot towards the door.
Before exiting she stopped suddenly then turned around, not
able to meet the eyes of Carol, "It was fun Carol, another
time, another place..."
Christi left, wanting to escape from the deceitful act she had
a part in.
When the sound of the front door slammed shut, Carol began to
cry, she fell back onto the middle of the bed and let the tears
come. Her husband stood their watching her, no emotion showing
on his face. Some self control came over her and she thought
she would try one last thing before she would accept her
husband was kicking her out, leaving her with nothing.
Carol stopped crying and put on a seductive smile, she spread
her legs wide. One hand stole down to her flowered open
vagina, ignoring the gentle ache of the overly used organ. She
manipulated herself, pretending excitement, hoping to attract
her husband, but only felt self-pity and horror at her
situation. Over the years she had come to know what turned her
husband on, some things they hadn't even tried. Carol brought
her knees up to her chest and let her hand slip down to her
anus, she slide her own finger into her backside. She began to
moan as she "fucked" herself, her acting very convincing since
she was tryingto save her life.
Ray watched it all, without saying a word, or moving a inch.
Though Carol could see a definite bulge in his pants, he never
even attempted to intervene. So she had to continue the show,
feeling nothing put pity and hate for what she was willing to
do.
She tried to talk to him, "Darling, I'll make it up to you!
Here, yes, fuck me here in my ass hole. I'll do anything you
ask baby." She pulled her finger out of her ass hole and
watched his eyes as he watched her lick that same finger. She
sucked it clean then added more spittle, quickly she slipped it
back into her butt hole. It was going in and out faster.
"Just tell me you're just kidding about a divorce and I'll do
anything for you!" She reinforced the statement with a deep
groan of pleasure.
The groan of pleasure turned to pain as Ray turned and walked
out the open doorway. Carol curled herself into the fetal
position, crying hysterically, not knowing what she could do to
win her husband back.
Ray returned, and stood their for only a few seconds it took to
throw a video tape onto the bed, before he let the room again.
This time the sound of the front door echoed around the room.
Carol finally knew it was over, her marriage was ended, and she
was alone!
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