Date: Sun, 5 Dec 1999 16:05:28 -0800 (PST)
From: Selena Anders <selena33_ca@yahoo.com>
Subject: margaret-17

Margaret-17 Saturday

I finished fingering myself to a delicious orgasm as Jessie finished
her story.  "Mom!  You're going to stain the chair!"  Elizabeth
exclaimed as she threw herself off the bed and began to lick up my
fluids, starting at my anus and lapping up toward my open vagina.

"So Mom, I think being shaved is really cool!"  Jessie concluded.  "How
about you?  Do you want to try it?"

As I caught my breath, I considered the idea.  "Elizabeth, sweetheart,
that's enough.  I love it, but I can't think straight when you're doing
that."  After a few minutes I looked at Jessie, "Yes, I think it might
be very nice.  Would you like to shave my pussy for me?"

For the first time, Jessica looked unhappy.  "I'd love to Mom, but I'd
be so nervous that I might cut you.  I think you'd better get somebody
who's done it before.  How about Linda?"

"Maybe, but I don't have another invitation to the Sapphire Club."

"I know!"  Jessie said,  "I'll ask Rita, the lady who gave me that
great leg massage the other day!"   She leaped up and ran out of the
room, leaving me bemused by her enthusiasm.

I looked at Elizabeth, "How about you?"

"No thanks Mom.  Somebody has to keep the family dental floss." she
grinned.

Jessie came back in the room and announced, "Rita says you should go on
over!  She'll be happy to do it for you."

"How did you know her phone number?" I asked.

"Easy, her last name was on her phone bill in her front hall as I left
the other day, and she's in the phone book.  Now what should a classy
woman like you wear to her own pussy-shaving party?"  I allowed the
girls to take me and and bathe me, and powder me.  They paid special
attention to my nipples and pussy.  They didn't want my pubes to go
unclean to their execution.

They dressed me in a hot pink business suit.  I was glad of the suit
jacket, since under it was a sheer blouse and a demi-cup pink lace bra
with half of my nipples peeking over the top.   The bra had a matching
garter belt that held up white nylons.  I didn't have any pink shoes,
so they made me wear my white patent 'fuck-me' pumps with the 3" heels.
 .They treated me like a five year old being sent off for the first
time to kindergarten.  But their good-bye kisses were anything but
motherly, and all four lifted my skirt for a final grope of my naked
ass before sending me out the door.

I found the house easily, only five blocks from home.  The door was
answered by a pretty blond in her early twenties, obviously Rita.
"Well, aren't you a pretty bit of cotton candy!" she comented as she
looked me up and down.  "Follow me!"  She was dressed simply in a
sleeveless white cotton top and black miniskirt.  As I followed her up
the stairs I admired the way the hem of her skirt swayed at the tops of
her lovely tanned thighs.  Already I was getting wet with excitement.

We entered a bedroom where there was an old ornate iron bed, painted
white and covered in a pale blue cotton quilt.  Rita flopped herself
down on the bed and regarded me.  "Margaret, before we get on to the
shaving, there is something I need you to do for me."

"Certainly dear, what is it?"  I replied.

Rita leaned back slightly against the pillows and raised one foot onto
the bed.  She lifted her skirt to show me her fine-combed French-cut
cotton panties. (*)  "I need you to lick my thighs, slowly, from my
knees all the way up to my pussy."  Slowly I fell to my knees between
her widely parted thighs and reached out to caress her lovely legs.
"No hands!  Just lips and tongue!" she corrected me.

So I began to worship Rita's inner thighs with my lips.  I moved my
tongue in lazy swirls up her soft flesh and back again.  She leaned
back further, closed her eyes, and started to purr like a cat.
Switching every few minutes from one thigh to the next, I closed in
relentlessly on my goal.  Playfully, I tried an experimental little
nip, just the tiniest of love bites.  Rita's gasped as her eyes flew
open, but she didn't ask me not to repeat it.

Then my nose, my cheek bones, my chin each began to brush against her
panties as my tongue sought ever more intimate places.  They were made
of the softest cotton in the world.  It became a sensuous delight to
rub my face against that alluring fabric, knowing that at the same time
I was massaging the treasure within.  Rita's purring rose to a steady
moan, punctuated by little whispers of "Oh, Yes!"  The aroma of sex
oozed out of soft cloth.  She was getting as wet as I was.

"Lick me!" Rita gasped.  "Lick my panties!"  Eagerly I obeyed, sucking
the cloth full of cunt cream into my mouth.  I forced my face hard
against her clit and vigorously shook my head, shaking those panties
like a terrier shakes a rat.  I even started go growl into the warm
wetness of Rita's crotch.

"Yes!  Just like that!  Do me!"  Rita's cries echoed in the room as I
masturbated her with her own underwear clenched in my teeth.  They got
wetter and wetter until her orgasm exploded in a screech of climax and
a gush of cum that totally saturated her soft cotton panties.

Slowly I released my pressure on her pussy, then sat back on my heels
as I watched Rita's little tits heaving up and down inside her soft
cotton top.  "Strip for me." she said.  I stood and let my hands glide
up the front of my jacket, releasing the few buttons along the way.
With a suggestive grind of my shoulders I opened the jacket to reveal
my nipples peering over the top of my bra, and through my transparent
blouse.  "God, you're a sexy bitch!" she told me.  "Take off the skirt
next."

I turned away so that Rita could watch my hands reach behind my back to
lower the zipper of my skirt.  Slowly I lowered it and let the
waistband of the skirt fall open to reveal the crack of my ass.  I gave
her a few slow grinds of my hips, then began to bend over and slowly
lower the skirt to the floor.  I could feel her eyes on my exposed cunt
as I bent over for her viewing pleasure.  I stood up and started to
unbutton my blouse as I turned around to face her again, but as I was
about to remove it she told me, "No, leave it on."

Rita's voice was husky as she went on, "Let's go get you shaved.  Come
with me."  She got up from the bed and took my elbow, guiding me down
the hall to a spacious bathroom.  "Lie down there on your back." Rita
pointed at a thick pink fuzzy bath-mat.  I obeyed, and watched as she
took a bowl of water, an old-fashioned bowl of Yardley's shaving soap,
an equally ancient soft shaving brush, and a modern Lady Schick, and
placed them all on the floor between my parted thighs.  "Now you just
relax," Rita told me, then she knelt down on the floor over me in a 69
position!

Rita's cum-soaked panties hovered two inches over my nose as I heard
her swirl the brush in the water and then in the soap.  Then I felt the
soft hairs of the brush gently slide up and down my pussy slit.  Around
and around my cunny the brush swirled, exciting me beyond belief.  The
soap felt cool and fresh and stimulating.  Of course from than position
I couldn't see anything but Rita's cotton clad crotch, but the feelings
cumming from between my thigs were incredible!  That soft brush teased
my cunt lips open as I spread my legs as far as they would go.

I was just starting to squirm and wriggle my hips in delight, when Rita
told me, "Hold still now."  I froze, my hips raised in the air, and
began to feel the strokes of the razor, all seeming to be headed
straight for my clit!  I did everything I could to remain immobile,
slipping my hands under my hips to hold them up.  I held my breath, and
my absolute stillness just seemed to magnify the erotic wonder of what
was happening around my sex.  The razor seemed to float across my
pussy, and I never knew where it would touch down next.

Sometimes soft fingers caressed me down there, brushing gently against
my inner pussy lips, or my anus.  I was totally turned on, and Rita
knew it.  She was openly playing with my pussy as she slowly and
carefully performed her task.  The stroking of the razor ceased, and I
felt something soft and cool against my mound.

Rita's tongue slithered so beautifully around my slit, cooling and
soothing my skin.  The slippery feel was so wonderful that I gave
myself up to her oral ministrations.  Her lips closed on my clit,
unimpeded by any pubic hair, and brought me to a crashing climax.
Skilfully her tonge caught my cum and slathered it all over my pussy.
"Quick!  Pull my panties off!" she insisted as she cooperated by
lifting her hips.

We were two women with cum-soaked slippery cunts, and Rita quickly
shoved  the shaving equipment aside.  She sat down and slipped her left
leg under my right, while her right went over my left.  "Closer!" she
demanded, and we mashed our pussies against each other.  The feeling of
another slick hairless cunt against mine was absolutely mind-blowing.
We fucked each other like two bitches in heat, screaming our lungs out.

The lubrication from our two cunts seemed unending, until eventually we
exhausted ourselves and fell limp on the tiled bathroom floor.

I left Rita there and made my way back to the bedroom to collect my
clothes.  As I walked out the door I reflected that I hadn't gotten to
lick Rita's lovely shaven pussy.  Ah well, that would have to wait for
another day.
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To the Lovely Real Rita, that (*) in the middle of the story was for
you.  It is the moment of that wonderfully sexy photo you sent me.  The
moment I saw it I wanted to bury my face in your panties, but the best
I could do was let Margaret do it.
Kisses,  Selena