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Renewed love
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You cannot believe what happened to me in the next couple of days after Anne and I had our lustful encounter with Terry. I was riding a sexual high as usual and never expected anything out of the ordinary routine to occur. I was going through my mail and there was a black envelop with a red rose printing up in the left hand corner where the return address goes. All it said was "RETURN TO ME" in red cap letters. The name "BLACK VELVET was printed on the front in red. And, underneath it had c/o "yours truly." That's me for you dummies that have a hard time playing detective. The letter grabbed my attention real quick seeing as how it had an almost velvet texture to it. I was very careful to open it without tearing it. I pulled the note out which was bright red with big black letters. I slowly unfolded it and read the message. Nancy Drew had to do her Sherlock Holmes investigative trick. All it said was MOUNTAIN SHADOWS AT THE LAKE-3:00 PM-THE 13T. This was strange I told myself. The rest of the note gave instructions of how to get there and what I was to do when I arrived. It said when I arrive, check in under the name Black Velvet. And you might know the 13th was a Friday. The note also said "expect to stay through the weekend. Check out time will be Monday 11:00
It went on to say I did not need any extra clothes or toiletries. And the last line read in bold letters. DO NOT AND I REPEAT DO NOT BE LATE. That gives me four and a half days to make up my mind if I dare go without knowing who send this card. I went through my list of "who could have's" and I could not think who would have sent me the invite. Well 2 days later I received another card that said "Reminder." I questioned my self and all the what if's. A foot note on the card said "all is ready." You have no worries.
I checked with Anne, Abby, Gwen etc and they were all busy this weekend. I thought that was strange. We always do something together. All of these ladies can't be busy, but they were. This rendezvous has to be with someone that knows me. I said what the hell go for it. For some reason the tingling between my legs was starting to grow the closer Friday the 13th approached. I didn't dare say anything to Anne or anyone else. They would get apprehensive about me doing something like this. I had made up my mind so when Friday came I jumped in my car and headed out for Mountain Shadows. I was wearing my CFM cotton slacks that fit my sexy ass and legs well and a white polished cotton blouse with a white laced bra that showed my tits and nipples quite well. Mountain Shadows was about an hour and a half away up in the mountains. If I remember, Mountain Shadows is a plush secluded hide-away for the rich and famous. Well I would soon know. When I arrived at Mountain Shadows it was behind security gates. I went wow what a place. I gave the guard my name and he told me where to go when I came to a fork in the road. It was approximately ½ mile into the grounds. I could see the resort towers from where I was and it was gorgeous even from this distance. When I arrive a valet took my car and I went in to see what I had got myself into. The clock on the wall said 2 minutes to 3:00 PM. I told the desk clerk who I was and he said just one moment please. A distinguish man came from an office just off the side of the lobby next to the reservation counter. He approached me with two of the most gorgeous young women you have ever seen by his sides. Welcome, Miss Kathleen, we have been expecting you. Everything has been arranged for you. You are more beautiful that the description I was given. I said thank you, blame it on my mom and dad. He smiled and chuckled. Please follow the young ladies and enjoy your weekend. Thank you. The two ladies took me to a large door across the lobby and opened it for me. There was an elevator door behind it but I did not know where it was going to take me. We got in and started up it seemed like a long ride but when it stopped and the door opened I could not believe my eyes. I had a panoramic view of the whole valley and the most beautiful view of the lake and grounds surrounding the "Shadows." Red and black velvet was the décor enhanced with white marble everywhere. All fixtures were gold or brass. The young ladies ask me to let them show me around. This room was a palatial den of iniquity with"sex" written all over it. All I know whoever set this up better be handsome as hell or one unbelievable stud. I told myself I was one lucky girl. The boudoir was one of a kind. It had the allurement of a "Venus" fly trap if any man wondered into it, not to mention it had a "siren" atmosphere of seduction designed into it. The bath was done in all white marble. You could literally walk into the Jacuzzi tub. The shower had 6 heads and surrounded the tub. You could actually step out of the tub and have the shower hitting you as you stood on the edge of the tub, unbelievable room. It had heat lamps and hot air blowers drying you and keeping you warm when you finished a tub or a shower. The heated marble chaise lounge was fascinating. I looked at the young ladies that were beside me and I could tell they were hot and they were here for my pleasure.
Miss Kathleen, we would like to help you with your attire that is laid out for you in the boudoir. We would like to bath and shower you right now it you do not have any objections. Are you comfortable with your hair right now or shall we wash and style it for you too? I looked at them and ask how long do we have before I meet my special person. You have as long as you want Miss Kathleen. I said if I have my choice, I want everything you were instructed to do. You are going to feel so warm and relaxed when we take you into a paradise of relaxation. I started to tingle between my legs and I didn't know why but I was going to find out real quick. Both the young ladies stood beside me and ask if I any hang ups with another woman touching me. I smiled and said I am yours so do as you wish with me. And I mean "as you wish." I heard them both whisper under their breaths "yes!" Before they began, I kissed each one of them on their lips and ask if they both enjoyed men and women? Are you lovers but still love men? Are you embarrassed by these questions I am asking you? They both pretended to be but I read right through them. You both enjoy another woman but you have never had another woman challenge you like I am doing to you right now, I'm I right? Well you are right Miss Kathleen. Ok young ladies "go for it!" Oh and by the way, don't feel like you only have to touch me. If touching each other makes you feel good, do it. It'll turn me on too watching you touch each other. They led me over to a marble sitting bench and told me to lift one foot at a time so they removed my loafers. One of the girls unbuttoned my blouse as the other one undid my belt and pants and slid them down my legs. I slipped out of my blouse and pants and just stood there with nothing but my white lace bra and panties hiding my female assets. They each cupped one of my breast and softly kissed my nipples through my bra. I felt two hands massaging my crotch and ass as they continued to suck my tits harder and harder. I whispered that I was dripping wet and I needed to be free of my bra and panties. They released me and slid my panties and bra off leaving me there to be raped with their eyes and fingers. Oh I was hot and I knew I would be satisfied in just a few minutes. I stared at the girls and told them I wanted to watch them undress each other. That must have turned them on because what happened next I had never seen. They literally tore and I mean tore each others clothes off, underwear and all. Their bodies were so beautiful. They had bodies that rivaled Anne's and mine. "Tall, lean and gorgeously mean" would describe them. I knew my lips would be all over them soon bringing them a little sexual gratification. They both looked at me saying I had one beautiful body and they hoped theirs were as much a turn for me as mine was for them.
I could feel my vagina starting to lose its lube liquid. I could actually feel my cunt cream leaking down my leg. Both the girls said they were dripping cunt cream too. God I was getting wetter and wetter as minutes passed. I inhaled deeply and I could smell the aroma of "sex in the air." I whispered to the girls if they could smell sex? God, can we. Good I said, put your hands on me and don't take them off this wanton wench until further instructions. They turned the shower heads on and we all got under the hot water. It felt wonderful and so did their hands. One had shampoo and the other had lavender soap and they were soaping me into "suds heaven." I love my hair washed by another woman that has strong but soft hands and I love my body washed deep and tenderly. Wouldn't you readers love to have 4 hands twenty fingers all over your body as you continue reading my secret trip to the unknown? Well if you don't that's your problem. The ladies had their hands and fingers in and all over me. I bent over so they could wash my hair. And yes my ass was exposed to their eyes and hot hands. It didn't take long and I felt their fingers probing my ass and cunt. I could care less about my hair being washed now. All I wanted was to reach a climax. Then it happened as one of the girls slid their hand under my belly and started finger fucking my clit and the other girl had her fingers in my yearning ass. Oh if only you could feel the excitement between my legs. I always said I am a nympho but I was wrong. I am a "full fledged slut." Fuck, why be a nympho when you can be a sleazy slimy slut. The girls were pulling and twisting my tits unmercifully while they ripped at my ass and cunt. My sexual lust exploded with the fury of a volcano. My vagina was gushing like Mt Vesuvius, hot and erupting with a female flame that all women want to feel. I reached for the girls play toys but they pushed my hands away. They told me they were instructed to keep my hands off their bodies. Your partner knows you too well Miss Kathleen. Wait until I have him or her in my grasp. I think that is what they are hoping. I had reached two orgasms and working on a third when the girls said I had met their instructions and it was time to get ready for what was to come. I like the sound of that, "cum!" They giggled and said they were sure I would. The girls finished bathing me and dressing me. They dressed me in a white silk toga without any underwear. I felt so sexy in my silk toga. They lay me down on the marble lounge and told me relax and try to sleep if possible. They brushed my hair and massaged my legs until I was in a daze. I didn't realize it but they had slipped a blind fold over my eyes and whispered to me, "no matter what, do not remove your blind fold." They told me to lie still and don't move. They both whispered in unison a command they had rehearsed, relax my angel and dream of heaven. It seemed like hours but it was but a few minutes when I felt the softest hands but yet they were strong and tender. I could feel a soft breath near my lips. I recognized the scent of a male yet I could not put a name with this sensual God. All I know is I was willing to surrender to him, no matter who he was. Someone slowly pulled my toga open and I felt the back of a man's hands slid across my breast and my belly. Then I felt them slid down my thighs and back up to the "v" that forms my womanhood, yet he did not touch my wet path to heaven. He let his fingers trace along the side of my vaginal lips and through the black forest of my pubic hair. I felt him blow his hot breath across my pubic crest and I heard a moan of pleasure as he continued his teasing torture of my sexual organs. I love a man that can tease me sensually yet arouse my animal desires and lust with just a soft touch. He lifted my legs with his strong hands and pushed them gently up to my breast. I was lying there exposing my womanhood to an unknown man yet I felt so secure in his presence. What was it about this man that had me mesmerized? My soul was melting with a passion that only women feel when the right man is in her presences. He slid his hands up my thighs as he lowered his shoulders onto the back of my thighs. He let his lips lay upon my feminine opening as he slid his tongue between my soft inner lips. I moaned with happiness as he probed my inner vaginal walls and licked my swollen pouting lips. "Oh God" I cried as he began a hard deep thrusting with his tongue. I tried to grab his head but someone grabbed my hands and pulled them above my head. I could tell it was the girls that had grabbed me. I tried not to feel embarrassed but there was no way I was going to show that emotional feeling to anyone. As the stranger continued his assault on my womanhood I heard the girls moan as if they were fingering each other as they watched. Every deep thrust with his tongue into my cunt sent chills up my spine and it sent the two girls into lustful grunts and moans. It was the sticky sucking sounds of his lips that had us going crazy with lust. "Oh my love, you are killing me. Oh god, you are killing my soul." I was but seconds away from cuming when I felt his tongue forcing its way into my rosebud. No I cried, not there! It was too late as he probed his hard tongue deep into my ass over and over. I was crying with tears flowing down my face and he knew it was happy tears and not painful tears. He slid his free fingers deep into my vagina and ripped and tore at my "g" spot as he continue his assault of my asshole. It was as if he knew my body and soul and he did! How could this man know me so well? I knew he had to be a stranger because no one could turn me on like this man was doing to me. I finally heard him speak but it was not a voice I had heard before but later I found out it was a voice I knew and I knew well. He told the girls that they could leave and "thank you so very much." He disguised his voice well. Then he said "now!" I felt his hard cock sliding into my wet canal and fill me full. It was a cock of massive size. I whispered "oh god it's wonderful." I hope I was not going to embarrass myself by yelling the wrong name. He kept pulling it out all the way and then letting it slid back in until it was crushing its head against my cervix. He was big ladies, beautifully endowed. I could tell he had one gigantic head on the end of that monster cock. I was not going to let him know he had a cock built for the "queen of sex!" I had begun a climax and he knew it. He sped the rhythm of his thrust to a full throttle stroke. I could feel that big head bouncing over my hymen ring and clit with every thrust. My clit was throbbing and pulsating with its first contractions of joy. This sex god's cock was starting its eruption and I was ready with open arms not to mention my burning cunt. He filled my soul to the brim and I was not about to release this cock of dreams. Gush after gush of his seed spewed deep into my heaven and his paradise. He grunted and moaned with each gush of cum he released. I could feel every one of his veins contract with every thrust. I was in heaven and so was he. Then something happened to me that had never happened before. I heard the words "I love you my little Angel!" I could not believe my ears. I did not know what to say because I knew now who the voice belonged too. Ever since the first time we made love we have had the joy of simultaneous climaxes. And it happens every time we are together. We feed off each other mentally and physically. We long and yearned for each other once a year and it is coming to fruition. I reached out and held this wonderful man in my arms and let my feelings express what I was feeling. I did not know if it was a physical or mental thought I was saying, but I felt it so deeply. I whispered softly into his ear, "I love you too, Baby!" I had tears rolling down my cheeks and so did he. Why did it take you so long to tell me? He kissed my lips and said men are so vain and proud at times, Kathleen. I know sweetie I know. And now what are we to do to at this juncture in our lives? We'll cross that bridge when we can think more sanely. Here it was, 7 years since I met this wonderful man and now we both share our true feelings. We both knew how we felt back then but we were not going to commit our hearts to each other. But in the big scheme of life we will at least know the love we have for each other. We may never be able to fulfill our dreams of living our lives together but we will have a love that only we can share in our hearts for a life time. It is not only a physical love but a mental love that drives you crazy. You think of each other every day but we never acted on it except in the heat of passion once a year. It literally caused a cerebral masturbation of confusion in our minds. What is it about this phenomenon of love between a man and a woman that makes them gravitate to each other? The physical part is easy to understand but the mental part is inexplicable. I already have a man in my life and this man has a lady in his life, yet we are drawn to each other like magnets. How do we deal with this craving in our hearts? It's neither a female or male allurement but a universal crying for a union of two to become one. Is that profound or what? I slowly pulled my blind fold down and stared at the man I have loved for years but was afraid to tell him until he opened his heart to me. He held me tight and stared at my nakedness as I stared at his. We both looked at our sexual attributes and we both whispered how beautiful our bodies were. The glistening of our wetness shown bright and it drew our yearning eyes once again to a wanting lust. It has been that way since the first time he touched me. I always have to laugh because I still love to hear him say, "do you like apples?" I lay my leg over the top of his hips and let my wetness cover his legs. The feel of his manhood felt good against my leg as it began to swell again. I had a tingling in my gut which told me I wanted him again. I took his hand and placed it on my breast and whispered to him "take me again." He whispered to me that he thought I would never ask. My love, how is it you can control me so easily and he said the same to me. Any one can fuck but how many can share love and sex and a desire to make the person they love so happy. I don't know baby but I know I love you and you love me, is that correct? God, Kathleen, it is so true. I do not know how I will live with out you any longer. Oh baby, I do not know what to say to you either, but I do know we are so deeply in love. We need to think about this feeling we have for each other. We are committed to others, but are we? I have been with Lance since I was 16. And you have played the field for years and now have a commitment to a young lady for the past 3 years. What are we to do? Kathleen, yes John my love, lets take a short nap, think and dream of our love and the decision we are going to have to make. I must have been so relaxed that I fell asleep as if I had been drugged. How is it when you are in love you dream about the damnest things. You might think I am crazy so what? But let me tell you about my dream of lust and passion. I do not know why "dance" always enters my mind at time like this but it sure does. Here I was in a French restaurant dressed like a "checker" dancer and a nasty looking one at that. I had my long black hair up under my beret and a tight thin cotton t shirt with horizontal stripes of black and white covering my voluptuous breast. My below the knee skirt was as tight as I could get it and it was slit up one side exposing my nakedness underneath. God I looked sexy and I felt sexy. Then there was "the man!" He was dressed in tight white sailor pants with the panel buttoned front and tight god do I mean tight. That bulge in front of his pants had "I am here to fuck your brains out" and I could feel it already. His shirt was like mind, horizontal black and white stripes and it fit him like a grove. His pecs were well developed and his gut was ripped like a wash board. And yes he had his beret. The music started and I slithered over to him like a black panther. There was not one guy in the place that did not have a hard cock up my cunt by the time I reached him. And let me tell you, when mr perfect ripped my shirt, exposing my breast, the crowd went crazy. Women were moaning and whispering, god I wish that were me. With 2 quick moves John had my shirt completely off and my "to die for tits" were free at last and the men were yelling and wolf whistles were abundant. I heard many women say god they wish they had tits like mind. I said under my breath, I bet you do. John ripped my beret from my head and my long hair fell free draping down to the middle of my back. John kept bending me over backwards displaying my tits. And, my swaying long hair was sending those "hard dicks" into a madding state of rage. I loved it. I tried to claw at John's eyes but he held my wrist together and pulled my arms upward showing how beautiful my tits were to the crowd. I was in "show off heaven." Then the fun began for the ladies. I made a quick move and spun around to the back of John's butt. I wrapped one hand around the front of his chest and one on his cock. The women went crazy and the guys went "oh god she's god him by the balls." This part of the dance is exciting for both sexes, not to mention for us too. I played with his beautiful developed pecs and squeezed his balls pretending to have him under my control. I love this part because the true John comes out. He is a show off too. I keep playing with his balls and the crowd can see he is beginning to get a hard on. I rip open the front panel on the sailor pants and who-ah! Every one is expecting him to have on tight briefs. Out pops the "full monty" and the women are now in a rage as I hold on to him and bring it to a full erection. The men by now are saying my god is he well hung! I smile and lips sync "he's mind, all mind!" John then turns the table on me. He whips me around in front of him and bends me over like I have to give him a blow job. That puts the guys back in the heat of the dance. Yeah John jam it down her throat. I heard it a thousand times if I heard it once. The women are gasping and whispering "she can't take that big monster down her throat." I just keep telling myself, just wait for the "finale." He turns me sideways and unsnaps my skirt. The place is getting real wild by now. He pulls it down real slowly until it's at the crack of my ass and at the top of my pubee hairs. Every one has it figured out that I have a tiny thin "g-sting" covering my bush and twat. Then the mad crazed animal that John is rips my skirt completely off. I never raise up. I stay bent over showing my black lined pink pussy lips and my black velvet covered cunt to the audience. The roar and applause is deafening, even the women are going nuts. That's when John lips syncs "she's mind, all mind!" I grabbed John's cock and we did a deep bow in appreciation for their applause. We always get a standing ovation and we love it because we are show offs. Then I kept my promise to the audience, I leaned down and slowly slid his monster cock down my throat. I took him all the way down to his pubees. The women we screaming "oh my god" and the men were yelling "god, take it all bitch., take it all." I love it when both sexes appreciate seeing a great cock sucker. I sucked him long enough to get every one in the crowd wet, wild and horny. This little exhibition brought the audience to their feet screaming for more. I led John off the floor by his cock and as we made our way through the crowd they got to cop a free feel of either one of us. The crowd calls for encores but that just aint possible because that's when my dream ended and something else was beginning to happen to me.
You cannot believe what happened to me in the next couple of days after Anne and I had our lustful encounter with Terry. I was riding a sexual high as usual and never expected anything out of the ordinary routine to occur. I was going through my mail and there was a black envelop with a red rose printing up in the left hand corner where the return address goes. All it said was "RETURN TO ME" in red cap letters. The name "BLACK VELVET was printed on the front in red. And, underneath it had c/o "yours truly." That's me for you dummies that have a hard time playing detective. The letter grabbed my attention real quick seeing as how it had an almost velvet texture to it. I was very careful to open it without tearing it. I pulled the note out which was bright red with big black letters. I slowly unfolded it and read the message. Nancy Drew had to do her Sherlock Holmes investigative trick. All it said was MOUNTAIN SHADOWS AT THE LAKE-3:00 PM-THE 13T. This was strange I told myself. The rest of the note gave instructions of how to get there and what I was to do when I arrived. It said when I arrive, check in under the name Black Velvet. And you might know the 13th was a Friday. The note also said "expect to stay through the weekend. Check out time will be Monday 11:00
It went on to say I did not need any extra clothes or toiletries. And the last line read in bold letters. DO NOT AND I REPEAT DO NOT BE LATE. That gives me four and a half days to make up my mind if I dare go without knowing who send this card. I went through my list of "who could have's" and I could not think who would have sent me the invite. Well 2 days later I received another card that said "Reminder." I questioned my self and all the what if's. A foot note on the card said "all is ready." You have no worries.
I checked with Anne, Abby, Gwen etc and they were all busy this weekend. I thought that was strange. We always do something together. All of these ladies can't be busy, but they were. This rendezvous has to be with someone that knows me. I said what the hell go for it. For some reason the tingling between my legs was starting to grow the closer Friday the 13th approached. I didn't dare say anything to Anne or anyone else. They would get apprehensive about me doing something like this. I had made up my mind so when Friday came I jumped in my car and headed out for Mountain Shadows. I was wearing my CFM cotton slacks that fit my sexy ass and legs well and a white polished cotton blouse with a white laced bra that showed my tits and nipples quite well. Mountain Shadows was about an hour and a half away up in the mountains. If I remember, Mountain Shadows is a plush secluded hide-away for the rich and famous. Well I would soon know. When I arrived at Mountain Shadows it was behind security gates. I went wow what a place. I gave the guard my name and he told me where to go when I came to a fork in the road. It was approximately ½ mile into the grounds. I could see the resort towers from where I was and it was gorgeous even from this distance. When I arrive a valet took my car and I went in to see what I had got myself into. The clock on the wall said 2 minutes to 3:00 PM. I told the desk clerk who I was and he said just one moment please. A distinguish man came from an office just off the side of the lobby next to the reservation counter. He approached me with two of the most gorgeous young women you have ever seen by his sides. Welcome, Miss Kathleen, we have been expecting you. Everything has been arranged for you. You are more beautiful that the description I was given. I said thank you, blame it on my mom and dad. He smiled and chuckled. Please follow the young ladies and enjoy your weekend. Thank you. The two ladies took me to a large door across the lobby and opened it for me. There was an elevator door behind it but I did not know where it was going to take me. We got in and started up it seemed like a long ride but when it stopped and the door opened I could not believe my eyes. I had a panoramic view of the whole valley and the most beautiful view of the lake and grounds surrounding the "Shadows." Red and black velvet was the décor enhanced with white marble everywhere. All fixtures were gold or brass. The young ladies ask me to let them show me around. This room was a palatial den of iniquity with"sex" written all over it. All I know whoever set this up better be handsome as hell or one unbelievable stud. I told myself I was one lucky girl. The boudoir was one of a kind. It had the allurement of a "Venus" fly trap if any man wondered into it, not to mention it had a "siren" atmosphere of seduction designed into it. The bath was done in all white marble. You could literally walk into the Jacuzzi tub. The shower had 6 heads and surrounded the tub. You could actually step out of the tub and have the shower hitting you as you stood on the edge of the tub, unbelievable room. It had heat lamps and hot air blowers drying you and keeping you warm when you finished a tub or a shower. The heated marble chaise lounge was fascinating. I looked at the young ladies that were beside me and I could tell they were hot and they were here for my pleasure.
Miss Kathleen, we would like to help you with your attire that is laid out for you in the boudoir. We would like to bath and shower you right now it you do not have any objections. Are you comfortable with your hair right now or shall we wash and style it for you too? I looked at them and ask how long do we have before I meet my special person. You have as long as you want Miss Kathleen. I said if I have my choice, I want everything you were instructed to do. You are going to feel so warm and relaxed when we take you into a paradise of relaxation. I started to tingle between my legs and I didn't know why but I was going to find out real quick. Both the young ladies stood beside me and ask if I any hang ups with another woman touching me. I smiled and said I am yours so do as you wish with me. And I mean "as you wish." I heard them both whisper under their breaths "yes!" Before they began, I kissed each one of them on their lips and ask if they both enjoyed men and women? Are you lovers but still love men? Are you embarrassed by these questions I am asking you? They both pretended to be but I read right through them. You both enjoy another woman but you have never had another woman challenge you like I am doing to you right now, I'm I right? Well you are right Miss Kathleen. Ok young ladies "go for it!" Oh and by the way, don't feel like you only have to touch me. If touching each other makes you feel good, do it. It'll turn me on too watching you touch each other. They led me over to a marble sitting bench and told me to lift one foot at a time so they removed my loafers. One of the girls unbuttoned my blouse as the other one undid my belt and pants and slid them down my legs. I slipped out of my blouse and pants and just stood there with nothing but my white lace bra and panties hiding my female assets. They each cupped one of my breast and softly kissed my nipples through my bra. I felt two hands massaging my crotch and ass as they continued to suck my tits harder and harder. I whispered that I was dripping wet and I needed to be free of my bra and panties. They released me and slid my panties and bra off leaving me there to be raped with their eyes and fingers. Oh I was hot and I knew I would be satisfied in just a few minutes. I stared at the girls and told them I wanted to watch them undress each other. That must have turned them on because what happened next I had never seen. They literally tore and I mean tore each others clothes off, underwear and all. Their bodies were so beautiful. They had bodies that rivaled Anne's and mine. "Tall, lean and gorgeously mean" would describe them. I knew my lips would be all over them soon bringing them a little sexual gratification. They both looked at me saying I had one beautiful body and they hoped theirs were as much a turn for me as mine was for them.
I could feel my vagina starting to lose its lube liquid. I could actually feel my cunt cream leaking down my leg. Both the girls said they were dripping cunt cream too. God I was getting wetter and wetter as minutes passed. I inhaled deeply and I could smell the aroma of "sex in the air." I whispered to the girls if they could smell sex? God, can we. Good I said, put your hands on me and don't take them off this wanton wench until further instructions. They turned the shower heads on and we all got under the hot water. It felt wonderful and so did their hands. One had shampoo and the other had lavender soap and they were soaping me into "suds heaven." I love my hair washed by another woman that has strong but soft hands and I love my body washed deep and tenderly. Wouldn't you readers love to have 4 hands twenty fingers all over your body as you continue reading my secret trip to the unknown? Well if you don't that's your problem. The ladies had their hands and fingers in and all over me. I bent over so they could wash my hair. And yes my ass was exposed to their eyes and hot hands. It didn't take long and I felt their fingers probing my ass and cunt. I could care less about my hair being washed now. All I wanted was to reach a climax. Then it happened as one of the girls slid their hand under my belly and started finger fucking my clit and the other girl had her fingers in my yearning ass. Oh if only you could feel the excitement between my legs. I always said I am a nympho but I was wrong. I am a "full fledged slut." Fuck, why be a nympho when you can be a sleazy slimy slut. The girls were pulling and twisting my tits unmercifully while they ripped at my ass and cunt. My sexual lust exploded with the fury of a volcano. My vagina was gushing like Mt Vesuvius, hot and erupting with a female flame that all women want to feel. I reached for the girls play toys but they pushed my hands away. They told me they were instructed to keep my hands off their bodies. Your partner knows you too well Miss Kathleen. Wait until I have him or her in my grasp. I think that is what they are hoping. I had reached two orgasms and working on a third when the girls said I had met their instructions and it was time to get ready for what was to come. I like the sound of that, "cum!" They giggled and said they were sure I would. The girls finished bathing me and dressing me. They dressed me in a white silk toga without any underwear. I felt so sexy in my silk toga. They lay me down on the marble lounge and told me relax and try to sleep if possible. They brushed my hair and massaged my legs until I was in a daze. I didn't realize it but they had slipped a blind fold over my eyes and whispered to me, "no matter what, do not remove your blind fold." They told me to lie still and don't move. They both whispered in unison a command they had rehearsed, relax my angel and dream of heaven. It seemed like hours but it was but a few minutes when I felt the softest hands but yet they were strong and tender. I could feel a soft breath near my lips. I recognized the scent of a male yet I could not put a name with this sensual God. All I know is I was willing to surrender to him, no matter who he was. Someone slowly pulled my toga open and I felt the back of a man's hands slid across my breast and my belly. Then I felt them slid down my thighs and back up to the "v" that forms my womanhood, yet he did not touch my wet path to heaven. He let his fingers trace along the side of my vaginal lips and through the black forest of my pubic hair. I felt him blow his hot breath across my pubic crest and I heard a moan of pleasure as he continued his teasing torture of my sexual organs. I love a man that can tease me sensually yet arouse my animal desires and lust with just a soft touch. He lifted my legs with his strong hands and pushed them gently up to my breast. I was lying there exposing my womanhood to an unknown man yet I felt so secure in his presence. What was it about this man that had me mesmerized? My soul was melting with a passion that only women feel when the right man is in her presences. He slid his hands up my thighs as he lowered his shoulders onto the back of my thighs. He let his lips lay upon my feminine opening as he slid his tongue between my soft inner lips. I moaned with happiness as he probed my inner vaginal walls and licked my swollen pouting lips. "Oh God" I cried as he began a hard deep thrusting with his tongue. I tried to grab his head but someone grabbed my hands and pulled them above my head. I could tell it was the girls that had grabbed me. I tried not to feel embarrassed but there was no way I was going to show that emotional feeling to anyone. As the stranger continued his assault on my womanhood I heard the girls moan as if they were fingering each other as they watched. Every deep thrust with his tongue into my cunt sent chills up my spine and it sent the two girls into lustful grunts and moans. It was the sticky sucking sounds of his lips that had us going crazy with lust. "Oh my love, you are killing me. Oh god, you are killing my soul." I was but seconds away from cuming when I felt his tongue forcing its way into my rosebud. No I cried, not there! It was too late as he probed his hard tongue deep into my ass over and over. I was crying with tears flowing down my face and he knew it was happy tears and not painful tears. He slid his free fingers deep into my vagina and ripped and tore at my "g" spot as he continue his assault of my asshole. It was as if he knew my body and soul and he did! How could this man know me so well? I knew he had to be a stranger because no one could turn me on like this man was doing to me. I finally heard him speak but it was not a voice I had heard before but later I found out it was a voice I knew and I knew well. He told the girls that they could leave and "thank you so very much." He disguised his voice well. Then he said "now!" I felt his hard cock sliding into my wet canal and fill me full. It was a cock of massive size. I whispered "oh god it's wonderful." I hope I was not going to embarrass myself by yelling the wrong name. He kept pulling it out all the way and then letting it slid back in until it was crushing its head against my cervix. He was big ladies, beautifully endowed. I could tell he had one gigantic head on the end of that monster cock. I was not going to let him know he had a cock built for the "queen of sex!" I had begun a climax and he knew it. He sped the rhythm of his thrust to a full throttle stroke. I could feel that big head bouncing over my hymen ring and clit with every thrust. My clit was throbbing and pulsating with its first contractions of joy. This sex god's cock was starting its eruption and I was ready with open arms not to mention my burning cunt. He filled my soul to the brim and I was not about to release this cock of dreams. Gush after gush of his seed spewed deep into my heaven and his paradise. He grunted and moaned with each gush of cum he released. I could feel every one of his veins contract with every thrust. I was in heaven and so was he. Then something happened to me that had never happened before. I heard the words "I love you my little Angel!" I could not believe my ears. I did not know what to say because I knew now who the voice belonged too. Ever since the first time we made love we have had the joy of simultaneous climaxes. And it happens every time we are together. We feed off each other mentally and physically. We long and yearned for each other once a year and it is coming to fruition. I reached out and held this wonderful man in my arms and let my feelings express what I was feeling. I did not know if it was a physical or mental thought I was saying, but I felt it so deeply. I whispered softly into his ear, "I love you too, Baby!" I had tears rolling down my cheeks and so did he. Why did it take you so long to tell me? He kissed my lips and said men are so vain and proud at times, Kathleen. I know sweetie I know. And now what are we to do to at this juncture in our lives? We'll cross that bridge when we can think more sanely. Here it was, 7 years since I met this wonderful man and now we both share our true feelings. We both knew how we felt back then but we were not going to commit our hearts to each other. But in the big scheme of life we will at least know the love we have for each other. We may never be able to fulfill our dreams of living our lives together but we will have a love that only we can share in our hearts for a life time. It is not only a physical love but a mental love that drives you crazy. You think of each other every day but we never acted on it except in the heat of passion once a year. It literally caused a cerebral masturbation of confusion in our minds. What is it about this phenomenon of love between a man and a woman that makes them gravitate to each other? The physical part is easy to understand but the mental part is inexplicable. I already have a man in my life and this man has a lady in his life, yet we are drawn to each other like magnets. How do we deal with this craving in our hearts? It's neither a female or male allurement but a universal crying for a union of two to become one. Is that profound or what? I slowly pulled my blind fold down and stared at the man I have loved for years but was afraid to tell him until he opened his heart to me. He held me tight and stared at my nakedness as I stared at his. We both looked at our sexual attributes and we both whispered how beautiful our bodies were. The glistening of our wetness shown bright and it drew our yearning eyes once again to a wanting lust. It has been that way since the first time he touched me. I always have to laugh because I still love to hear him say, "do you like apples?" I lay my leg over the top of his hips and let my wetness cover his legs. The feel of his manhood felt good against my leg as it began to swell again. I had a tingling in my gut which told me I wanted him again. I took his hand and placed it on my breast and whispered to him "take me again." He whispered to me that he thought I would never ask. My love, how is it you can control me so easily and he said the same to me. Any one can fuck but how many can share love and sex and a desire to make the person they love so happy. I don't know baby but I know I love you and you love me, is that correct? God, Kathleen, it is so true. I do not know how I will live with out you any longer. Oh baby, I do not know what to say to you either, but I do know we are so deeply in love. We need to think about this feeling we have for each other. We are committed to others, but are we? I have been with Lance since I was 16. And you have played the field for years and now have a commitment to a young lady for the past 3 years. What are we to do? Kathleen, yes John my love, lets take a short nap, think and dream of our love and the decision we are going to have to make. I must have been so relaxed that I fell asleep as if I had been drugged. How is it when you are in love you dream about the damnest things. You might think I am crazy so what? But let me tell you about my dream of lust and passion. I do not know why "dance" always enters my mind at time like this but it sure does. Here I was in a French restaurant dressed like a "checker" dancer and a nasty looking one at that. I had my long black hair up under my beret and a tight thin cotton t shirt with horizontal stripes of black and white covering my voluptuous breast. My below the knee skirt was as tight as I could get it and it was slit up one side exposing my nakedness underneath. God I looked sexy and I felt sexy. Then there was "the man!" He was dressed in tight white sailor pants with the panel buttoned front and tight god do I mean tight. That bulge in front of his pants had "I am here to fuck your brains out" and I could feel it already. His shirt was like mind, horizontal black and white stripes and it fit him like a grove. His pecs were well developed and his gut was ripped like a wash board. And yes he had his beret. The music started and I slithered over to him like a black panther. There was not one guy in the place that did not have a hard cock up my cunt by the time I reached him. And let me tell you, when mr perfect ripped my shirt, exposing my breast, the crowd went crazy. Women were moaning and whispering, god I wish that were me. With 2 quick moves John had my shirt completely off and my "to die for tits" were free at last and the men were yelling and wolf whistles were abundant. I heard many women say god they wish they had tits like mind. I said under my breath, I bet you do. John ripped my beret from my head and my long hair fell free draping down to the middle of my back. John kept bending me over backwards displaying my tits. And, my swaying long hair was sending those "hard dicks" into a madding state of rage. I loved it. I tried to claw at John's eyes but he held my wrist together and pulled my arms upward showing how beautiful my tits were to the crowd. I was in "show off heaven." Then the fun began for the ladies. I made a quick move and spun around to the back of John's butt. I wrapped one hand around the front of his chest and one on his cock. The women went crazy and the guys went "oh god she's god him by the balls." This part of the dance is exciting for both sexes, not to mention for us too. I played with his beautiful developed pecs and squeezed his balls pretending to have him under my control. I love this part because the true John comes out. He is a show off too. I keep playing with his balls and the crowd can see he is beginning to get a hard on. I rip open the front panel on the sailor pants and who-ah! Every one is expecting him to have on tight briefs. Out pops the "full monty" and the women are now in a rage as I hold on to him and bring it to a full erection. The men by now are saying my god is he well hung! I smile and lips sync "he's mind, all mind!" John then turns the table on me. He whips me around in front of him and bends me over like I have to give him a blow job. That puts the guys back in the heat of the dance. Yeah John jam it down her throat. I heard it a thousand times if I heard it once. The women are gasping and whispering "she can't take that big monster down her throat." I just keep telling myself, just wait for the "finale." He turns me sideways and unsnaps my skirt. The place is getting real wild by now. He pulls it down real slowly until it's at the crack of my ass and at the top of my pubee hairs. Every one has it figured out that I have a tiny thin "g-sting" covering my bush and twat. Then the mad crazed animal that John is rips my skirt completely off. I never raise up. I stay bent over showing my black lined pink pussy lips and my black velvet covered cunt to the audience. The roar and applause is deafening, even the women are going nuts. That's when John lips syncs "she's mind, all mind!" I grabbed John's cock and we did a deep bow in appreciation for their applause. We always get a standing ovation and we love it because we are show offs. Then I kept my promise to the audience, I leaned down and slowly slid his monster cock down my throat. I took him all the way down to his pubees. The women we screaming "oh my god" and the men were yelling "god, take it all bitch., take it all." I love it when both sexes appreciate seeing a great cock sucker. I sucked him long enough to get every one in the crowd wet, wild and horny. This little exhibition brought the audience to their feet screaming for more. I led John off the floor by his cock and as we made our way through the crowd they got to cop a free feel of either one of us. The crowd calls for encores but that just aint possible because that's when my dream ended and something else was beginning to happen to me.
You cannot believe what happened to me in the next couple of days after Anne and I had our lustful encounter with Terry. I was riding a sexual high as usual and never expected anything out of the ordinary routine to occur. I was going through my mail and there was a black envelop with a red rose printing up in the left hand corner where the return address goes. All it said was "RETURN TO ME" in red cap letters. The name "BLACK VELVET was printed on the front in red. And, underneath it had c/o "yours truly." That's me for you dummies that have a hard time playing detective. The letter grabbed my attention real quick seeing as how it had an almost velvet texture to it. I was very careful to open it without tearing it. I pulled the note out which was bright red with big black letters. I slowly unfolded it and read the message. Nancy Drew had to do her Sherlock Holmes investigative trick. All it said was MOUNTAIN SHADOWS AT THE LAKE-3:00 PM-THE 13T. This was strange I told myself. The rest of the note gave instructions of how to get there and what I was to do when I arrived. It said when I arrive, check in under the name Black Velvet. And you might know the 13th was a Friday. The note also said "expect to stay through the weekend. Check out time will be Monday 11:00
It went on to say I did not need any extra clothes or toiletries. And the last line read in bold letters. DO NOT AND I REPEAT DO NOT BE LATE. That gives me four and a half days to make up my mind if I dare go without knowing who send this card. I went through my list of "who could have's" and I could not think who would have sent me the invite. Well 2 days later I received another card that said "Reminder." I questioned my self and all the what if's. A foot note on the card said "all is ready." You have no worries.
I checked with Anne, Abby, Gwen etc and they were all busy this weekend. I thought that was strange. We always do something together. All of these ladies can't be busy, but they were. This rendezvous has to be with someone that knows me. I said what the hell go for it. For some reason the tingling between my legs was starting to grow the closer Friday the 13th approached. I didn't dare say anything to Anne or anyone else. They would get apprehensive about me doing something like this. I had made up my mind so when Friday came I jumped in my car and headed out for Mountain Shadows. I was wearing my CFM cotton slacks that fit my sexy ass and legs well and a white polished cotton blouse with a white laced bra that showed my tits and nipples quite well. Mountain Shadows was about an hour and a half away up in the mountains. If I remember, Mountain Shadows is a plush secluded hide-away for the rich and famous. Well I would soon know. When I arrived at Mountain Shadows it was behind security gates. I went wow what a place. I gave the guard my name and he told me where to go when I came to a fork in the road. It was approximately ½ mile into the grounds. I could see the resort towers from where I was and it was gorgeous even from this distance. When I arrive a valet took my car and I went in to see what I had got myself into. The clock on the wall said 2 minutes to 3:00 PM. I told the desk clerk who I was and he said just one moment please. A distinguish man came from an office just off the side of the lobby next to the reservation counter. He approached me with two of the most gorgeous young women you have ever seen by his sides. Welcome, Miss Kathleen, we have been expecting you. Everything has been arranged for you. You are more beautiful that the description I was given. I said thank you, blame it on my mom and dad. He smiled and chuckled. Please follow the young ladies and enjoy your weekend. Thank you. The two ladies took me to a large door across the lobby and opened it for me. There was an elevator door behind it but I did not know where it was going to take me. We got in and started up it seemed like a long ride but when it stopped and the door opened I could not believe my eyes. I had a panoramic view of the whole valley and the most beautiful view of the lake and grounds surrounding the "Shadows." Red and black velvet was the décor enhanced with white marble everywhere. All fixtures were gold or brass. The young ladies ask me to let them show me around. This room was a palatial den of iniquity with"sex" written all over it. All I know whoever set this up better be handsome as hell or one unbelievable stud. I told myself I was one lucky girl. The boudoir was one of a kind. It had the allurement of a "Venus" fly trap if any man wondered into it, not to mention it had a "siren" atmosphere of seduction designed into it. The bath was done in all white marble. You could literally walk into the Jacuzzi tub. The shower had 6 heads and surrounded the tub. You could actually step out of the tub and have the shower hitting you as you stood on the edge of the tub, unbelievable room. It had heat lamps and hot air blowers drying you and keeping you warm when you finished a tub or a shower. The heated marble chaise lounge was fascinating. I looked at the young ladies that were beside me and I could tell they were hot and they were here for my pleasure.
Miss Kathleen, we would like to help you with your attire that is laid out for you in the boudoir. We would like to bath and shower you right now it you do not have any objections. Are you comfortable with your hair right now or shall we wash and style it for you too? I looked at them and ask how long do we have before I meet my special person. You have as long as you want Miss Kathleen. I said if I have my choice, I want everything you were instructed to do. You are going to feel so warm and relaxed when we take you into a paradise of relaxation. I started to tingle between my legs and I didn't know why but I was going to find out real quick. Both the young ladies stood beside me and ask if I any hang ups with another woman touching me. I smiled and said I am yours so do as you wish with me. And I mean "as you wish." I heard them both whisper under their breaths "yes!" Before they began, I kissed each one of them on their lips and ask if they both enjoyed men and women? Are you lovers but still love men? Are you embarrassed by these questions I am asking you? They both pretended to be but I read right through them. You both enjoy another woman but you have never had another woman challenge you like I am doing to you right now, I'm I right? Well you are right Miss Kathleen. Ok young ladies "go for it!" Oh and by the way, don't feel like you only have to touch me. If touching each other makes you feel good, do it. It'll turn me on too watching you touch each other. They led me over to a marble sitting bench and told me to lift one foot at a time so they removed my loafers. One of the girls unbuttoned my blouse as the other one undid my belt and pants and slid them down my legs. I slipped out of my blouse and pants and just stood there with nothing but my white lace bra and panties hiding my female assets. They each cupped one of my breast and softly kissed my nipples through my bra. I felt two hands massaging my crotch and ass as they continued to suck my tits harder and harder. I whispered that I was dripping wet and I needed to be free of my bra and panties. They released me and slid my panties and bra off leaving me there to be raped with their eyes and fingers. Oh I was hot and I knew I would be satisfied in just a few minutes. I stared at the girls and told them I wanted to watch them undress each other. That must have turned them on because what happened next I had never seen. They literally tore and I mean tore each others clothes off, underwear and all. Their bodies were so beautiful. They had bodies that rivaled Anne's and mine. "Tall, lean and gorgeously mean" would describe them. I knew my lips would be all over them soon bringing them a little sexual gratification. They both looked at me saying I had one beautiful body and they hoped theirs were as much a turn for me as mine was for them.
I could feel my vagina starting to lose its lube liquid. I could actually feel my cunt cream leaking down my leg. Both the girls said they were dripping cunt cream too. God I was getting wetter and wetter as minutes passed. I inhaled deeply and I could smell the aroma of "sex in the air." I whispered to the girls if they could smell sex? God, can we. Good I said, put your hands on me and don't take them off this wanton wench until further instructions. They turned the shower heads on and we all got under the hot water. It felt wonderful and so did their hands. One had shampoo and the other had lavender soap and they were soaping me into "suds heaven." I love my hair washed by another woman that has strong but soft hands and I love my body washed deep and tenderly. Wouldn't you readers love to have 4 hands twenty fingers all over your body as you continue reading my secret trip to the unknown? Well if you don't that's your problem. The ladies had their hands and fingers in and all over me. I bent over so they could wash my hair. And yes my ass was exposed to their eyes and hot hands. It didn't take long and I felt their fingers probing my ass and cunt. I could care less about my hair being washed now. All I wanted was to reach a climax. Then it happened as one of the girls slid their hand under my belly and started finger fucking my clit and the other girl had her fingers in my yearning ass. Oh if only you could feel the excitement between my legs. I always said I am a nympho but I was wrong. I am a "full fledged slut." Fuck, why be a nympho when you can be a sleazy slimy slut. The girls were pulling and twisting my tits unmercifully while they ripped at my ass and cunt. My sexual lust exploded with the fury of a volcano. My vagina was gushing like Mt Vesuvius, hot and erupting with a female flame that all women want to feel. I reached for the girls play toys but they pushed my hands away. They told me they were instructed to keep my hands off their bodies. Your partner knows you too well Miss Kathleen. Wait until I have him or her in my grasp. I think that is what they are hoping. I had reached two orgasms and working on a third when the girls said I had met their instructions and it was time to get ready for what was to come. I like the sound of that, "cum!" They giggled and said they were sure I would. The girls finished bathing me and dressing me. They dressed me in a white silk toga without any underwear. I felt so sexy in my silk toga. They lay me down on the marble lounge and told me relax and try to sleep if possible. They brushed my hair and massaged my legs until I was in a daze. I didn't realize it but they had slipped a blind fold over my eyes and whispered to me, "no matter what, do not remove your blind fold." They told me to lie still and don't move. They both whispered in unison a command they had rehearsed, relax my angel and dream of heaven. It seemed like hours but it was but a few minutes when I felt the softest hands but yet they were strong and tender. I could feel a soft breath near my lips. I recognized the scent of a male yet I could not put a name with this sensual God. All I know is I was willing to surrender to him, no matter who he was. Someone slowly pulled my toga open and I felt the back of a man's hands slid across my breast and my belly. Then I felt them slid down my thighs and back up to the "v" that forms my womanhood, yet he did not touch my wet path to heaven. He let his fingers trace along the side of my vaginal lips and through the black forest of my pubic hair. I felt him blow his hot breath across my pubic crest and I heard a moan of pleasure as he continued his teasing torture of my sexual organs. I love a man that can tease me sensually yet arouse my animal desires and lust with just a soft touch. He lifted my legs with his strong hands and pushed them gently up to my breast. I was lying there exposing my womanhood to an unknown man yet I felt so secure in his presence. What was it about this man that had me mesmerized? My soul was melting with a passion that only women feel when the right man is in her presences. He slid his hands up my thighs as he lowered his shoulders onto the back of my thighs. He let his lips lay upon my feminine opening as he slid his tongue between my soft inner lips. I moaned with happiness as he probed my inner vaginal walls and licked my swollen pouting lips. "Oh God" I cried as he began a hard deep thrusting with his tongue. I tried to grab his head but someone grabbed my hands and pulled them above my head. I could tell it was the girls that had grabbed me. I tried not to feel embarrassed but there was no way I was going to show that emotional feeling to anyone. As the stranger continued his assault on my womanhood I heard the girls moan as if they were fingering each other as they watched. Every deep thrust with his tongue into my cunt sent chills up my spine and it sent the two girls into lustful grunts and moans. It was the sticky sucking sounds of his lips that had us going crazy with lust. "Oh my love, you are killing me. Oh god, you are killing my soul." I was but seconds away from cuming when I felt his tongue forcing its way into my rosebud. No I cried, not there! It was too late as he probed his hard tongue deep into my ass over and over. I was crying with tears flowing down my face and he knew it was happy tears and not painful tears. He slid his free fingers deep into my vagina and ripped and tore at my "g" spot as he continue his assault of my asshole. It was as if he knew my body and soul and he did! How could this man know me so well? I knew he had to be a stranger because no one could turn me on like this man was doing to me. I finally heard him speak but it was not a voice I had heard before but later I found out it was a voice I knew and I knew well. He told the girls that they could leave and "thank you so very much." He disguised his voice well. Then he said "now!" I felt his hard cock sliding into my wet canal and fill me full. It was a cock of massive size. I whispered "oh god it's wonderful." I hope I was not going to embarrass myself by yelling the wrong name. He kept pulling it out all the way and then letting it slid back in until it was crushing its head against my cervix. He was big ladies, beautifully endowed. I could tell he had one gigantic head on the end of that monster cock. I was not going to let him know he had a cock built for the "queen of sex!" I had begun a climax and he knew it. He sped the rhythm of his thrust to a full throttle stroke. I could feel that big head bouncing over my hymen ring and clit with every thrust. My clit was throbbing and pulsating with its first contractions of joy. This sex god's cock was starting its eruption and I was ready with open arms not to mention my burning cunt. He filled my soul to the brim and I was not about to release this cock of dreams. Gush after gush of his seed spewed deep into my heaven and his paradise. He grunted and moaned with each gush of cum he released. I could feel every one of his veins contract with every thrust. I was in heaven and so was he. Then something happened to me that had never happened before. I heard the words "I love you my little Angel!" I could not believe my ears. I did not know what to say because I knew now who the voice belonged too. Ever since the first time we made love we have had the joy of simultaneous climaxes. And it happens every time we are together. We feed off each other mentally and physically. We long and yearned for each other once a year and it is coming to fruition. I reached out and held this wonderful man in my arms and let my feelings express what I was feeling. I did not know if it was a physical or mental thought I was saying, but I felt it so deeply. I whispered softly into his ear, "I love you too, Baby!" I had tears rolling down my cheeks and so did he. Why did it take you so long to tell me? He kissed my lips and said men are so vain and proud at times, Kathleen. I know sweetie I know. And now what are we to do to at this juncture in our lives? We'll cross that bridge when we can think more sanely. Here it was, 7 years since I met this wonderful man and now we both share our true feelings. We both knew how we felt back then but we were not going to commit our hearts to each other. But in the big scheme of life we will at least know the love we have for each other. We may never be able to fulfill our dreams of living our lives together but we will have a love that only we can share in our hearts for a life time. It is not only a physical love but a mental love that drives you crazy. You think of each other every day but we never acted on it except in the heat of passion once a year. It literally caused a cerebral masturbation of confusion in our minds. What is it about this phenomenon of love between a man and a woman that makes them gravitate to each other? The physical part is easy to understand but the mental part is inexplicable. I already have a man in my life and this man has a lady in his life, yet we are drawn to each other like magnets. How do we deal with this craving in our hearts? It's neither a female or male allurement but a universal crying for a union of two to become one. Is that profound or what? I slowly pulled my blind fold down and stared at the man I have loved for years but was afraid to tell him until he opened his heart to me. He held me tight and stared at my nakedness as I stared at his. We both looked at our sexual attributes and we both whispered how beautiful our bodies were. The glistening of our wetness shown bright and it drew our yearning eyes once again to a wanting lust. It has been that way since the first time he touched me. I always have to laugh because I still love to hear him say, "do you like apples?" I lay my leg over the top of his hips and let my wetness cover his legs. The feel of his manhood felt good against my leg as it began to swell again. I had a tingling in my gut which told me I wanted him again. I took his hand and placed it on my breast and whispered to him "take me again." He whispered to me that he thought I would never ask. My love, how is it you can control me so easily and he said the same to me. Any one can fuck but how many can share love and sex and a desire to make the person they love so happy. I don't know baby but I know I love you and you love me, is that correct? God, Kathleen, it is so true. I do not know how I will live with out you any longer. Oh baby, I do not know what to say to you either, but I do know we are so deeply in love. We need to think about this feeling we have for each other. We are committed to others, but are we? I have been with Lance since I was 16. And you have played the field for years and now have a commitment to a young lady for the past 3 years. What are we to do? Kathleen, yes John my love, lets take a short nap, think and dream of our love and the decision we are going to have to make. I must have been so relaxed that I fell asleep as if I had been drugged. How is it when you are in love you dream about the damnest things. You might think I am crazy so what? But let me tell you about my dream of lust and passion. I do not know why "dance" always enters my mind at time like this but it sure does. Here I was in a French restaurant dressed like a "checker" dancer and a nasty looking one at that. I had my long black hair up under my beret and a tight thin cotton t shirt with horizontal stripes of black and white covering my voluptuous breast. My below the knee skirt was as tight as I could get it and it was slit up one side exposing my nakedness underneath. God I looked sexy and I felt sexy. Then there was "the man!" He was dressed in tight white sailor pants with the panel buttoned front and tight god do I mean tight. That bulge in front of his pants had "I am here to fuck your brains out" and I could feel it already. His shirt was like mind, horizontal black and white stripes and it fit him like a grove. His pecs were well developed and his gut was ripped like a wash board. And yes he had his beret. The music started and I slithered over to him like a black panther. There was not one guy in the place that did not have a hard cock up my cunt by the time I reached him. And let me tell you, when mr perfect ripped my shirt, exposing my breast, the crowd went crazy. Women were moaning and whispering, god I wish that were me. With 2 quick moves John had my shirt completely off and my "to die for tits" were free at last and the men were yelling and wolf whistles were abundant. I heard many women say god they wish they had tits like mind. I said under my breath, I bet you do. John ripped my beret from my head and my long hair fell free draping down to the middle of my back. John kept bending me over backwards displaying my tits. And, my swaying long hair was sending those "hard dicks" into a madding state of rage. I loved it. I tried to claw at John's eyes but he held my wrist together and pulled my arms upward showing how beautiful my tits were to the crowd. I was in "show off heaven." Then the fun began for the ladies. I made a quick move and spun around to the back of John's butt. I wrapped one hand around the front of his chest and one on his cock. The women went crazy and the guys went "oh god she's god him by the balls." This part of the dance is exciting for both sexes, not to mention for us too. I played with his beautiful developed pecs and squeezed his balls pretending to have him under my control. I love this part because the true John comes out. He is a show off too. I keep playing with his balls and the crowd can see he is beginning to get a hard on. I rip open the front panel on the sailor pants and who-ah! Every one is expecting him to have on tight briefs. Out pops the "full monty" and the women are now in a rage as I hold on to him and bring it to a full erection. The men by now are saying my god is he well hung! I smile and lips sync "he's mind, all mind!" John then turns the table on me. He whips me around in front of him and bends me over like I have to give him a blow job. That puts the guys back in the heat of the dance. Yeah John jam it down her throat. I heard it a thousand times if I heard it once. The women are gasping and whispering "she can't take that big monster down her throat." I just keep telling myself, just wait for the "finale." He turns me sideways and unsnaps my skirt. The place is getting real wild by now. He pulls it down real slowly until it's at the crack of my ass and at the top of my pubee hairs. Every one has it figured out that I have a tiny thin "g-sting" covering my bush and twat. Then the mad crazed animal that John is rips my skirt completely off. I never raise up. I stay bent over showing my black lined pink pussy lips and my black velvet covered cunt to the audience. The roar and applause is deafening, even the women are going nuts. That's when John lips syncs "she's mind, all mind!" I grabbed John's cock and we did a deep bow in appreciation for their applause. We always get a standing ovation and we love it because we are show offs. Then I kept my promise to the audience, I leaned down and slowly slid his monster cock down my throat. I took him all the way down to his pubees. The women we screaming "oh my god" and the men were yelling "god, take it all bitch., take it all." I love it when both sexes appreciate seeing a great cock sucker. I sucked him long enough to get every one in the crowd wet, wild and horny. This little exhibition brought the audience to their feet screaming for more. I led John off the floor by his cock and as we made our way through the crowd they got to cop a free feel of either one of us. The crowd calls for encores but that just aint possible because that's when my dream ended and something else was beginning to happen to me.
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