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Karen and I
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Well here I am again trying to cronicle the events of the last six months
which allowed me to learn so much about sex and how much fun it can be. In
the last chapter I had ended with my being one horny little bitch with no
ready way to cure the problem; so I was going out shopping to take my mind off
tring to find a hard dick to scratch the itch in my pussy. That shopping trip
turned out to be an interesting adventure that I'm going to try to describe
here.
I went off to the mall and started going through different boutiques, I
just couldn't find anything that I liked. I really didn't need anything
either, but when has that ever stoped a girl from going shopping. I had
stopped in front of "Elvira's" (kind of like a "Fredrick's of Hollywood") and
was looking at some of their goodies in the window and wondering how they
would look on me; when I heard this voice behind me say, "With your hair color
and light skin, go for the black Merry Widow." I turned around and found one
of the girls from school that I have always been friendly with but we've never
gotten close, because she didn't seem to want to. I laughed and told Karen
that actually I was thinking about the white push-up bra and garter belt set.
She told me they were the wrong color and then started explaining how to get
the maximum benifit you have to decide what you are trying to do; look like a
harlot, be the sweet virgin, or accentuate your natural assets. Once this is
determined, then you can figure out what you need to get for the desired
effect. I told her that seeing as she seemed to know so much about, why
didn't we go get a coke and she could explain it to me.
We went off to "Friendly's" ordered cokes and ice cream sundies and Karen
started explaining the different effects that you can use lingerie to
accomplish. While she was doing this our order came. I was amazed at the
erotic thoughts that came through my mind as I watched Karen and the ice cream
spoon. She would stick her tongue out and move the tip around the spoon once,
and then when her tongue got back to the bottom of the spoon, she'd move her
head forward to engulf the spoon. Christ all I could think of was that was
the same action you'd use when sucking on a nice hard dick, and here I was in
"Friendly's" getting hornier that I was when I left home. Karen asked me what
kind of effect I wanted to create, and I told her that I wasn't real sure, I
just wanted something so I wouldn't get left high and dry again like I had
that morning. When she asked what I meant, I really couldn't tell her that I
had been eaten out by my mother while I sucked off her boyfriend and then when
I wanted to get fucked after that he couldn't because he already fucked Mom.
I was feeling a lot closer to Karen than I ever had in the past, but I sure as
hell didn't feel that close to her. So I just explained that I had been
involved in some pretty heavy sex action that morning and that I ended up
really wanting to get fucked, but that the woman who the guy belonged to had
other plans for him and made him get out of bed. When Karen asked for more
details, I told her that the only way that I would consider giving her any
more details was if she told me how she learned so much about lingerie and how
men react to it, as she didn't go out much and sure didn't have a reputation
for being loose with her favors; if anything she had to reputation for being
little miss prim and proper. Her response was that I had to promise to both
not tell anyone else what she was going to tell me and I had to promise that I
give her more details about this morning. This was sounding good, so I
promised to both. She told me that she learned about men's reaction to
lingerie from her brothers. It had all started about five years earlier when
she found out that her older brother would beat his meat in the bathroom every
night before he went to bed. With the way their house was laid out, she could
see the bathroom window by sticking her head out her window, and if her
brother was standing in front of the comode, she could see him in the mirror
and she watched him for months and most of the time played with herself while
watching. She said that she also noticed that more often than not when she
would go to her room after taking a shower, her brother would check her out.
So she started to flash him the tops of her tits or the side of her thigh all
the way to the hip. Right after that, he would go into the bathroom and jerk
off. She also noticed that a lot of the time after she would flash her
brother, if she had worn panties to the bathroom and left them in the hamper,
that he would lick her panties while jerking off. She said that after she had
turned 15 and a couple of the girls at school had told about how good it felt
to have a guy eat your pussy, she decided to try to get her brother to eat
her's. One night when they were the only ones home, she played with herself
to get her panties all wet, left them on top of the hamper when she got done
with a shower, then let her towel slip all the way off when she met her
brother in the hallway. She then waited about two minutes after he went into
the bathroom, and then she open the door. He was there with a hard on and
licking her panties. In response to his shocked look, she told him that he
had a choice; he could either lick the real thing and quit licking panties or
he could explain to their mother why he was such a pervert. She said that
there was no problem in convincing him which one he should chose, especially
since she was totally naked while asking. Karen went on to explain that after
about a month or two of just having him eat her pussy and him playing with
himself, she started to help him by stroking it for him. It progressed from
there to where he would lick her to an orgasm, she would suck him off, and
then he would eat her to another orgasm. After about a year of this type
activity, with them getting the chance to get it on once or twice a week,
Karen had started thinking about going all the way with her brother as at
least half of her friends had and talked about how wonderful it felt. So she
went all the way with him that year as a Christmas present. Later on he
started to buy her a few items of lingerie to wear when they were fucking, and
she found that she enjoyed it as she could play to part that she was dressed
as, giving a whole new outlook to what was going on. That was probably the
reason that people thought she was so prim and proper, when girls started
talking about their sexual escapades, she would leave so that she didn't blurt
out that she was fucking her brother. And then later, her brothers, as about
six months ago Carl (the older brother) were supposed to be alone all day as
everyone else had somewhere to go, Carl had laid her out on the dining room
table while he sat in a chair and ate her through her crotchless panties and
then stood and was playing "hide the weniee" when she looked to the side and
saw Kevin (her younger brother) standing in the doorway watching. Karen said
she didn't know what to do, she didn't know how long he had been watching,
they sure as hell couldn't act like nothing was going on with her in a nipple
cutout bra and crotchless panties with Carls dick sliding in and out of her
through the missing crotch. She said that the kinkyness of it all with one
brother sliding his dick in and out of her pussy and her other brother
watching, seemed to get her off even more than usual. When Carl blew his
load, Kevin said that he had dreamed of getting it on with Karen but didn't
think she would consider it. She said that when she looked at him again and
saw that he had his dick out and that it was as big or bigger than Carl's,
there was no doubt in her mind what she was going to do. She said she just
held her arms out to him and told him to "Come Here." Karen said that it must
have been at least three hours before she got off the table, Carl and Kevin
just kept taking turns. When one would finish, the other would be hard and
they would switch places. She said that she could feel cum in a puddle under
her ass, she had cum herself so many times that she couldn't even try to count
how many times, and that she had been forced to make them stop because she was
getting sore. Karen laughed and said that the next morning every time she
took a step, her tender pussy lips would remind her of the day before and she
would say to herself that they needed to do that again, but not quite for so
long. And that the three of them had been getting together every chance they
got ever since.
Then Karen wanted to know who was it that I "borrowed" that morning that
the woman came and got him out of my bed. I told her that she didn't get him
out of my bed, that she tossed me out of their bed, as I had been to bed with
my Mom and her boyfriend. I also told her that with what she had told me
about her brothers, I wished I had some brothers right then, as my pussy was
leaking so badly that it would take a crowbar to get me unstuck from the seat;
if I had a brother or two, they'd be in for the afternoon of their life.
Karen said she had an idea, why didn't we go back to "Elvira's", each of us
buy a Merry Widow, then go to her house. As her parents were away for the
weekend, and her brothers should be home soon, we could put on the Merry
Widows to surprise them (and she figured that it would be a pleasent surprise
for them), and I could tell her about what it was like to be in bed with an
older man and especially what if was like to be in bed with another woman. It
sounded like a great idea to me so off we went. I ended up getting the black
Merry Widow that Karen said would look best on me and some black nylons to go
with it; she got one in lavender and some white nylons to contrast. When we
got out of there and I was following her to her house, all I could think about
was before long I was going to be around two studs that Karen said had nice
sized cocks, knew how to use them to satisfy a woman, and could get it on two
or three times in a row without stopping. MAYBE THE ITCH I'D HAD IN PUSSY ALL
DAY WOULD GET SCRATCHED AS MUCH AS I WANTED!!!!!
We got to Karen's house and raced to the door. As soon as we were inside
Karen lead me to her room and started to change, I couldn't see any reason not
to do the same. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I understood what she
meant by it highlighting my features. The black against my white skin was one
contrast and then my red hair was a second contrast. Christ I turned myself
on even more looking at the black and then white frame around my pussy thatch,
and I loved the way my nipples stood out over the edge of the half-cups of the
bra portion. I started comparing how Karen looked to see who looked sexier.
She really looked good, but we were so different, you really couldn't compare.
We're about the same hieght and weight, but I have bright red hair to Karens
Raven black. My skin is so white it's almost alabaster, her Italian
background gives her an olive complexion. Her boobs are little bigger than
mine, so they stuck up and out a little more than mine. But the difference in
the nipples was wild, mine are small, light pink with little nubs like pencil
erasers; hers are large, dark red with half inch wide and inch long "cigar
butts". But what really blew my mind was her pussy patch, she had a veritable
forest that started at her navel and went down, but it stopped just above her
slit, the rest was shaved off. I guess that I must have been staring at her
pussy, because Karen said, "the guy's prefer it that way to make it easier to
lick and suck my clit without getting a mouthful of hair." I told Karen that
she really looked beautiful and sexy, and she returned the complement. Karen
started asking me about what was it like to be in bed with another woman, she
was very curious as when she watched some of her parents porno flicks with her
brothers, whenever there was a lesbian scene it really turned her on. I
started to tell her what it was like, and how it was so different between what
Rich did when he ate my pussy and when Mom went to it. While I was explaining
this, Karen was leading me to their Rec room in the basement. When we got
there she said that she was going to put on a tape to get us into the mood for
when her brothers got home in half an hour to an hour, (like I really needed
something to get me in the mood). Karen was asking all kinds of questions
about the differences, did I like it when my Mom first started kissing my
crotch? did I like it more after she got going? did I try eating my mother's
pussy? did I like doing that? did I get into a 69 with Mom? did I enjoy that?
would I consider a 69 with a woman other than Mom?
About that time I realized that I had been "picked up" by another woman
and hadn't even realized it until then, all I'd thought about was hard cocks.
I asked Karen if she had ever been to bed with another woman and if her intent
had been to go to bed with me all along. She told me that she hadn't been to
bed with anyone other than her brothers, had wanted to try sex with another
woman after the way she was turned on by the lesbian scenes in the porno
movies, and when I had made the comment about having "borrowed" a guy from
another woman; she figured that in the process of sharing her brothers with
me, she might be able to seduce me into at least letting her taste another
pussy. Then after we had talked more, she realized that I had already had a
lesbian scene, that I didn't seem disgusted by it, and maybe she would get the
chance to both give and recieve. She told me that she wanted to show me her
favorite part of a porno flick and flicked on the VCR. There on the screen
were two gorgous women swapping spit and feeling each other up. They rapidly
progressed to undressing each other, then they moved around into a 69 and the
camera zoomed in close to show a tongue teasing a clit while a finger
disappeared into the pussy dry and came out glistening. Then a second finger
was sliding in while lips were nibbling at the clit. I knew how all that felt
as Mom had done the same thing to me. I glanced over at Karen and realized
what she meant by getting turned on by this scene. She had three fingers into
her pussy and was rubbing hell out of her joy button with her thumb. I
figured, what the shit why not; I slid off the couch onto the pillows all over
the floor, took hold of Karen's hand from her pussy, brought it to my mouth
and started to lick the juices off it while I laid back. Karen almost jumped
off the couch and knelt between my legs, as she started to bend over towards
my crotch I told her, "No, like on the TV, lets 69." That was definetly all
the invitation she needed, It was only seconds for her to stradle my head and
dive into my pussy. Her technique may have left a little to be dsired, but
she sure made up for it with enthusiasm. I decided to just take my time and
tease her. Wrong again, as soon as my tongue ran along her pussy lips she
just pressed her whole pussy to my face, instead of using my hands to tease
her I had to use them to lift her up so I could breathe. In the meantime she
had latched on to my clit with her lips, had at least two fingers running in
and out of my pussy, and was teasing my asshole with her other hand. This
girl was HOT! As I felt that I needed to keep my hands against her ass so
that I would be able to breathe, I used them to spread her pussy lips apart
and her clit just stood there like a miniture two inch cock. So I started to
flick at it with my tongue and then sucked it into my mouth, no doubt about it
she was cuming. Her whole pussy area had been very wet before, but now it was
a flood and she was moaning like hell while jerking her hips, so I just held
on to let her go. After about 20 seconds she clamed down at the end I was
looking at and really went to town at the other end, and got me going on a
small climax myself. When my mini-cum was over, I started to just kiss the
inside of her thighs and run my tongue along the crease between her legs and
body. Karen seemed a lot calmer now and was doing the same thing to me as I
was to her. When I stopped for a few minutes because I was getting a kink in
my neck, Karen moved off me, turned around and kissed me on the lips. She
told me that 69ing was great, but now she just wanted to make love to my body,
for me to lay back and enjoy while she did all the work.
Then she kissed me again and started running her tongue in and out of my
mouth to play tongue tag, while squeezing my boobs with her hand. Then Karen
started to nibble her way down my neck and along the exposed tops of my
breasts, all the time playing with my nipples. I must say her enthusiasm
hadn't wained much, but this time she was sure taking her time at least. When
she finally decided to work my nipples over with her mouth she also had
started to caress the inside of my thighs. What she was doing was definately
getting to me, and the bad part was that she knew she was turning me on and
was teasing me with her caresses. When she would get close to my pussy I
would move my hips to try and have her rub my slit, but she would just detour
to another part and put feather-light caresses there. Then she had me roll
over and started to caress and kiss my back, and lightly run her finger-tips
along the sides of my boobs and into my armpits. Karen was turning my body
into a quivering mass of goose bumps like this. Then she moved down and used
the tip of her tongue to trace a line along the garter and the top edge of my
stocking, an back up the other side of the garter. While she was there she
bit me lightly on the cheeks of my ass as she worked her way over to my other
leg, where she did the same trick along the garter and stocking top. When she
put her head between my legs and started licking the inside of my thighs, I
just humped my whole ass up into the air to give her better access to whatever
she wanted. She ran her tongue on my pussy lips and then accross my asshole
and up the crack of my ass. Then moved her head back and did the other pussy
lip and this time she stopped at my asshole and twirled her tongue around my
rosette. It felt great and I just started to press my ass back at her. Karen
then started to rim me and play with my joy button with her hand. About the
time that I started to moan, she started to tongue fuck my ass and slide a few
fingers into my pussy. It didn't take long for that action to send me over
the edge again. After doing this for a little while, Karen asked me to move
up to lay on the couch so that she could have easier access to my pussy. At
this point I sure wasn't going to complain, I was more than happy to let her
position me on the edge of the couch. Karen took my legs and bent them back
to where my knees were touching my tits and asked me to hold them there. She
immediately dove back into my crotch, but this time she would alternate
between working on my asshole and working on my pussy. I really wasn't sure
which was better as they both felt great. Then as Karen was working my pussy,
I felt something pressing on my asshole. I thought it was her finger until it
started to vibrate. Holy Shit! Talk about sensations, I had never used a
vibrator and that little sucker sent me into multiple orgasms. I was humping
against it and against Karens tongue on my clit, the fireworks were going off
like crazy. Somewhere along the line of my humping against the vibrator,
about three or four inches of it slid up my ass and I clamped my ass down on
it and just humped like crazy because it felt so good. Having my ass eaten
had sure felt good but that little vibrator felt even better. I screamed and
almost pulled Karen's hair out as I had a mega climax. As I came down from
that, I realized that Karen had quit eating my pussy and had pulled the
vibrator out of my ass. She was just kneeling there between my legs with a
silly grin on her face and my pussy juice all over her cheeks. I sat up,
pulled to me and started kissing my juices off her face while mumbling thanks
for a great cum. Karen pushed me away a little and said that it was time for
the boys to get home, so we needed to get ready for them.
The fun that Karen and I had that afternoon/evening with her brothers is
another story. I'll have to sit down and jot all that went on then as the
next chapter.
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