Eser and Carina’s love story

By cs.unwin

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Chapter I

“Yes, a coffee after work would be great”, Eser Avci said. “Let's meet in front of the office at 4:30.”

“I look forward to it,” Tina Fabri said to the girl she was sure she was going to sleep with tonight. That woman, Eser Avci, was tall and olive skinned with black hair worn in a pageboy cut. It made her appear young and vulnerable and framed her distinctly Turkish features, prominent nose and big brown eyes under thick black eyebrows. She was more tall and rangy than she was curvy, but there was no mistaking her femininity: her small shapely breasts were high and round and a very cute bottom filled her tight jeans.

Tina Fabri was Italian, but from the north near Torino and was fair with light brown hair. But there was no mistaking her Italian sense of style, her clothes always looked like she had stepped out of a fashion magazine. Tina had noticed the way Eser looked at her boobs - they were her best feature, large and heavy, almost too big for her small frame. Men were always looking at them, which was annoying because she had no interest in them. A lot of women looked at her boobs too, most with envy. Occasionally a woman looked at her boobs the way men do, and if that happened she’d know  right away that there was a good possibility of a hookup. Tina was unusually promiscuous and quite often a woman staring at her boobs like Eser was doing, would lead to sex.

Both women worked in the call center of a large software company in Dusseldorf, Germany. It's a large industrial city in the west of the country not far from the Dutch and Belgian borders. Their call center served all of Europe and both women had been hired for their language skills: Italian and German for Tina, German, English and Turkish for Eser.

There was a small park with benches in front of the companys' entrance. Tina found Eser sitting on one of them waiting for her.

“What do you say we skip the coffee and go directly to my place to fuck!” Tina said.

“Cool! Lets' go!” Eser answered.

It was only 2 stops on the U-Bahn to Tina’s. She shared an apartment with 2 other girls, neither of whom were home when they arrived. Once inside the door Eser took the Italian girl in her arms and kissed her. Tina eagerly returned the kiss, put her hands on Eser’s bottom and pulled their hips together. Eser felt the woman's heat through her pants and her big pillowy tits press against her. Tina was delighted when Eser grabbed her breasts and squeezed them. She gave a soft groan. Despite their large size her tits were surprisingly sensitive, and she felt her pussy begin to moisten. In response she wasted no time opening the top of the Turkish girl's pants to get her hand inside.

Both women were now highly aroused. Tina broke their embrace to pull up her shirt and unhooked her bra. Her breasts, the size of small cantaloupes, spilled out of the bra's cups. Eser immediately put her hands on them and squeezed gently; her thumbs traveled to her nipples and caressed them. They were not large but had already become engorged and stiff. Tina, meanwhile, had succeeded in opening the front of Eser’s jeans and pushed her hand down into her panties where the Turkish girl's thick bush lay flat against her skin. Her index finger slid over Esers’ clit and into the moist region between her pussy lips.

“I want to taste you Eser,” Tina said.

“Yes I want that too. I'm ready!” Eser said and broke off the embrace to shimmy out of her jeans and underpants. They were standing in the small but tidy kitchen. When the Turkish girl kicked off her panties and was naked from the waist down Tina lifted her up on the counter, pulled her legs apart and gazed upon her exposed sex.

“Que bella,” she said in Italian and reached to put her hands between the open lips. As a feminist and a lesbian, Eser wouldn’t dream of shaving her body hair which on her, like many Turkish women, was abundant. Her eyebrows were thick and her underarms had a pelt of short black hair. Her pussy was also covered in black hair which spilled out beyond her bikini line on the side, up to her belly button and down below her cunt to ring her anus. Tina's fingers encountered the wetness of Eser’s arousal and she ran them lightly up and down her moist furrow. Tina put her fingers under her nose in an unconscious movement.

“How do I smell Tina? Clean?” Eser giggled.

The Italian girl blushed and lowered her face closer to Eser’s open sex and she breathed in through her nose. “You smell heavenly,” she said. “Every woman has a different scent and I love them all!” She said and lightly touched her tongue to the fingertips. “You also taste very good!” she said.

“Then you may feast on me!” Eser said and she gently and firmly pulled Tina's head to her center. Tina's lips encountered her thick black hair which had been absorbing her personal odor all day. Tina used her tongue to part the tapestry of pubic hair and gain access to the slippery wet hollow underneath.

Eser was about to ask what Tina smelled now when the girl's warm breath reached her most sensitive spot, followed by a hot wet tongue that slid up the length of open furrow and caressed her engorged clit.

Eser moaned loudly, grabbed a handful of Tina’s hair and thrust her pelvis against the Italian girl’s mouth.

“Your hairy cunt tastes so good!” Tina said, her voice muffled by the flesh pushing against her face.

“Wait!” Eser said. “Where’s your bed?” Tina reluctantly detached herself from Eser’s pussy, took her by the hand and led her into the bedroom where a single mattress rested on the floor.

Eser took the initiative; she pushed Tina on her back onto the bed, straddling her face and resumed the tongue lashing that had been interrupted. From this position she was free to squeeze and fondle the Italian girl’s breasts.

After a few moments the tongue inside her pussy began to have its effect and Eser felt the start of an orgasm. Partly to get more comfortable while her climax peaked and partly because she wanted to taste the Italian girl, Eser lay down on top of Tina and pushed her face between the Italian girl’s open legs.

Tina’s pussy was occasionally shaved and on that day covered with stubble, but that didn’t deter Eser in the slightest as she plunged her tongue between the plump folds and began to dig deep into her cunt. The juices began flowing between Tina’s legs as she started to cum, and Eser followed her with a second climax. The two changed positions with Tina on top and Eser below. They continued licking each other until both were too sensitive to climax further and their tongues had become sore.

Chapter II

After their lovemaking Tina sat up on the bed with her back to the wall. Eser sat between her legs and her back rested on the Italian girl's ample breasts. Tina ran her fingers through her friend’s pubic hair and toyed idly with her curls, gently twisting them in her fingers.

“I love your hair, Cara. I think you are so brave never to shave it. Sometimes I wish I could let my hair grow.” Tina said.

“There is no reason you cannot!” Eser told her.

“Yes, there is. For one it would itch for months while the stubble grew out.” She said.

“It would not, at most a few days. And what is the other reason?” Eser asked her.

“My mother would be so upset!” Tina said.

“How would she know?” Eser asked. “Does she come over and bathe you every night?”

The two girls laughed at this.

“So, what are you going to do about your shitty job?” Eser asked her friend.

“I plan to move home to Italy as soon as I can. I think it may be possible to get a government job in my hometown, but it may take a while.” Tina said. “What about you?”

“I don't know. I need to find a rich older woman who will take care of me.” Said Eser wistfully.

“You would suck old pussy to be looked after? You'd be happy as a kept woman?“ Tina asked.

Eser said: “old pussy, young pussy, I love all kinds of pussy.”

“Don’t laugh, Eser, but I heard of this happening in real life. Someone who knew someone. I think she was an Italian girl.”

“What do you mean happening?” Eser asked.

“I heard of this girl who was young and liked pussy and hooked up with a rich older woman.” Said Tina.

“You mean some old dyke? I don't really care for dykes that much.” Eser told her.

“No!” Tina said. “The story I heard was that this German woman, maybe she was a trophy wife or something, became a widow when she was still quite young. Early 50s or thereabouts. This rich woman either wanted to start playing for the other team right away or met the girl and fell in love with her, I don't know. But she was very well off. Big house, expensive BMW, ski chalet in Austria, villa in Tuscany. Anyway, the girl, who was about our age, was set up for life. Even eventually married the older woman.”

“Well” Eser said, “that sounds very interesting, if it's true. Have you ever fucked an older woman? I mean 40s or 50s.”

“No," Tina said. “Not that old. How about you?”

“Well, my first was quite a bit older. I was still a teen, and she was early 30s I guess. I don't know if that counts though.”

Eser was intrigued, the idea seemed to float around her mind. She tried to think of women of that age whom she knew and what she came up with warmed her to the idea.

”But how would you meet someone like that anyway?” She asked Tina.

“On the internet, silly. Dating sites.” Her friend told her.

It was nearly midnight by the time Eser got home. But it was Saturday the next day, so she immediately turned on her computer and logged into OKCupid, which was a site she had an account on but had barely used since she opened it.

The first thing she did was set the search parameters on 45 to 55 years old, women seeking women, in Germany. This would hopefully sync up with her age and preferences and come up with some matches.

Eser was a bit surprised when 7 matches came up right away. She read each profile very carefully and discarded all but 3. Next she went through her own profile and re-wrote it to ensure it matched her current interests.

Her profile now read as follows: ‘I'm a German woman 27 of Turkish descent. I work in IT (this was a slight exaggeration, she was only a call center worker), Lesbian, seeking women in Germany aged 45 to 55 years, for love, romance, and a possible long-term relationship.’

Eser’s profile already had a picture in it, which made her look pretty good and slightly younger.

Just before she went to bed she sent a brief message of interest to the 3 women she had selected from among the matches.

When Eser awoke the first thing she thought about were the messages she had sent the night before. On logging onto OKCupid she found 1 message. It was from Petra Hase, age 52 from Cologne. The message said: Dear Eser, thank you for getting in touch. I have read your profile with interest, and I see from your photo that you are a beautiful woman. Would you be interested in having a Skype video call with me? Hugs and kisses Petra.

The photo on Petra's profile showed a tanned blond haired woman who looked younger than her stated age. She was not fat but certainly looked well-fed. In other words, she did not look so very different from the kind of German women one would meet in any upper class neighborhood in the country.

Eser decided she probably would not give the woman a second glance if she met her on the street, but if she could provide her with a life of luxury and comfort, she might just be beautiful.

The video call was scheduled for 2 days later. Eser prepared by putting on a bit of eyeshadow and some lip gloss which she knew would be picked up and accentuated by the camera.

The video camera made Petra look a lot better than her profile photo, and it was clear she too had made some effort on her appearance. She had a deep and even tan which is often a sign of the well-to-do and which contrasted with her fine, straight, straw blond hair and which she wore gathered in the back of her head in a knot or bun. She had very rich full lips that might have been the result of Botox; her nose was straight and prominent and contrasted with her slightly weak chin. From what Eser could see, Petra had very large full breasts on a slim and toned figure. ‘Most likely surgically enhanced,’ she thought to herself.

“Eser, you are so much more beautiful than your photo!” Petra began the call by telling her. “So pretty and exotic. I can't wait to meet you.”

“I think you are very beautiful too,” Eser told her. “How have you managed to stay so young looking?”

“Oh! Such a sweet mouth on you dear! I love you already!”

Their call lasted for the best part of an hour and they mostly discussed their backgrounds. Petra, it turned out, had been married to a successful businessman who had divorced her for a much younger woman. “Young enough to be his granddaughter,” she said spitefully. While still married she had been persuaded to try a threesome. She had loved it and never turned back. Now that she was 'independent' she could do what she wanted and decided she liked to meet younger women.

“My parents are from Antalya in Turkey but I was born and grew up in Germany,” Eser told Petra. “I have been lesbian since I was a teenager. My first lover was our next-door neighbor who was in her 40s. Come to think of it, she looked a lot like you, but not as pretty”.

This statement was of course largely fiction but Eser thought it would impress the woman. “I feel I am ready to settle down and I am looking for a woman I can give my heart to.”

It was obvious to the Turkish girl that her story had a big impact on Petra. The woman wanted to arrange a meeting with her as soon as possible.

That turned out to be fairly easy because Petra lived just outside of Cologne which is only 50 km from Dusseldorf where Eser lived.

“I can drive to Dusseldorf, and we can meet in a cafe. How does that sound to you?” Petra said.

Eser had already considered this possibility, but she wanted to see where her potential lover lived so as to ensure she wasn't wasting her time on women who pretended to be wealthy.

“I think it would be better if I take a commuter train to Cologne and meet you there. It's a very short trip really.” She said.

Petra agreed and they set a date for the following Saturday. They blew kisses at each other and disconnected the call.

Chapter III

Eser checked her OKCupid account later that day and discovered a lovely note from Petra. The woman complimented her beauty and maturity and said she had: 'captured my heart'! Eser smiled and congratulated herself on how well things were going.

The following Saturday Eser traveled to Cologne and found the Cafe in which Petra suggested they meet. She spent some time deciding what to wear and, in the end, decided on a mix of the alluring and the practical. She chose a short dark skirt with black leggings and knee length boots. For a top she put on a loden green knit sweater, but without a bra so that her small breasts pointed out through the top's fabric. She checked her appearance in the mirror and was satisfied: a nice mix of demure and sexy.

Eser arrived first and ordered a Cappuccino. A few minutes later Petra arrived. While she did not make a grand entrance, she was hard to miss. The woman was far more impressive than she had been in the video, partly because the white pantsuit she wore contrasted sharply with her deep (and probably fake) tan. She was also sporting a small fortune in gold: a necklace of heavy gold chains, gold bracelets on both wrists, and solid gold earrings. The thing that made her most notable was her very impressive bust: full, round and heavy. Eser guessed a D cup or larger and her black shirt had decolletage so low it exposed more than half of her breasts.

Petra recognized Eser right away, came up and embraced her and kissed her on the lips. The girl's senses were overwhelmed by a strong and expensive smelling perfume which the woman wore. Eser made up her mind at that moment that she would like to fuck Petra. Even if nothing came of the meeting she thought it could be fun.

“It’s incredible to meet you in person, Eser!” Petra said. “You are so very pretty! And sexy, she whispered.”

The two chatted and made small talk for about 30 minutes. Petra then suggested they retire to the comfort of her house; ‘to get to know each other better’. Eser willingly accepted and Petra led her out of the café and to a nearby parking lot where she had left her car. As Eser had expected it was a very new looking BMW sedan of some kind. She knew nothing of cars but it looked expensive. Once inside she noted the interior was mostly leather and the car had a very rich smell.

Petra’s house was located in a neighborhood of tall trees and large houses, which is impressive in a country where most of the population lives in apartments. It was a big square 3 story house with a glazed tile roof and a large circular driveway leading up to a port cochere. Eser didn’t know much about house prices but she guessed such a house would cost a minimum of 5 million euros. Inside the front door was a marble tiled hallway ascending from which was a large circular stairway. Petra took her by the hand and led her on a tour of the main floor: dining room, office, kitchen, and a large living room with double doors leading to it. Eser was duly impressed, she had never set foot in such a large, elegant, and expensive home.

When they had completed the tour Petra brought her back to the base of the stairs. She put her arms around Eser, put their lips together and gave her a deep kiss. The younger woman accepted this eagerly. She enjoyed being enveloped by the woman’s scent and feeling her large breasts against her. Eser loved big breasts, surgically enhanced or not, she just loved them. She needed no encouragement to place her hands on Petra’s twin mounds and fondle them.

Petra responded by slipping a hand underneath Eser’s skirt and caressing her sex through the fabric of her tights and panties. Eser felt herself getting wet and eagerly pressed herself against the hand.

“I want to take you up to my bedroom now, dear,” Petra said to her. “Will you come?”

“Yes I want to!” Eser answered, and they climbed the stairs together.

Petra’s bedroom was like something out of a magazine. It contained a large makeup table and dresser, two walk-in closets and a bed that appeared wider and longer than any Eser had ever seen. It was also low, with legs only a few centimeters high and had a large lattice headboard and a smaller footboard. Petra led her to the bed and firmly but gently pushed her down it. She stood over the younger woman and began to remove her clothes. Eser waited and watched; she anticipated the older woman might want to undress her.

Petra’s breasts when finally free of her brassiere were spectacular; they had the tight skin often associated with silicone implants but nevertheless were beautiful, Eser thought. The rest of her was fairly well toned – it was obvious she watched her weight and exercised daily. Only a small spare tire around her well tanned stomach betrayed her age; her pussy was smooth, plump and hairless as a little girls’. The woman posed for a moment or so as if to say: ‘not bad for an old lady, right?’

“Petra let me please you. I want to give you joy!” Eser said and took the woman’s hand and pulled her onto the bed. When she was lying naked the Turkish girl began to kiss her all over her body, her face, her breasts, her stomach and knees, everywhere but her pussy. While she did so Eser removed her own clothes one piece at a time until she was completely undressed. Petra gazed at Eser’s young, supple body and kept muttering: “Schoen (beautiful)!”

Next she moved between Petra’s legs and pushed them apart so that her pussy was as wide open as possible. She moved closer as if to inspect it carefully and touched it lightly; running a fingertip along an exposed labia, pressing softly on her sensitive clitoris, moving her long fingernail into the stretched open and wet entrance to her vagina, tickling the entrance to her pink and wrinkled sphincter.

As Eser continued teasing Petra became more aroused and impatient. “Please, please…” she groaned.

Eser was not about to relent, she loved teasing and the feeling of control it gave her. She lowered her face to within a centimeter of Petra’s sex. She inhaled her scent - a mix of the perfume she was wearing, the musky smell of her arousal mixed with perspiration. This was the moment she savored - she loved the smell of a woman who desired her. Almost as much as she loved the taste and she chose that moment to lower her tongue and let it gently traverse Petra’s vaginal opening, over her urethra and up across the hood covering her clitoris. The taste was as lovely as she had expected and she gave another lick and another.

Eser spent the next 40 minutes skillfully licking Petra's pussy, alternating between her sensitive clitoris, wet vagina and her pink wrinkled rosebud. The older woman had orgasm after orgasm until her thighs were tired from quivering so much. Eser lay down next to the woman, drained.

“That was a wonderful girl!” Petra said. “Now I have something special for you.“

She went to a drawer near the bed and came back holding a flesh colored plastic cock to which a black harness was attached. While standing Petra put it on, stepping into the harness and tightening it. The cock was neither especially large nor small; its length was about 7 inches. She also had a bottle of lubricant.

“Come my lovely Kanak slut!” (Kanak is a racial slur Germans use for Turkish people - it has been compared to the N-word in America) She said, “on your hands and knees! She helped Eser up onto the bed. Her pussy was already wet and when Petra knelt behind her and eased the plastic cock into her hairy cunt which it entered without any resistance. The older woman held Eser’s hips tightly and began moving slowly and as she found the rhythm and moved faster, burying the dildo deep inside the girl, who reached under and between her legs to rub her clit for extra stimulation.

Things were going along very nicely and Eser’s body was cresting into a nice powerful climax when Petra pulled the plastic dildo out of her vagina and used her weight to force the younger girl onto her stomach. She used her knee to widen the younger girl's legs and placed the strap-on’s vinyl tip against Eser’s puckered anus, put her weight on it and forced it into the much tighter hole.

Eser was momentarily shocked and disoriented by the force of the dildo in her ass and the pain. She was not a stranger to anal sex but enjoyed it infrequently enough that her anus was still relatively tight. It was not so much the pain that shocked her, after the first few strokes this receded. It was mostly the shock of the unexpected invasion of her little back hole, and the lack of a chance to consent. It felt to her too much like rape to really enjoy the act.

After what seemed like a long time Petra stopped fucking her ass and rolled off her.

“Come to the bathroom” she said and took Eser’s hand and led her into an ensuite off the master bedroom.

“I want you to lie on the floor, my little Kanak slut! She said and began to remove the straps to her dildo.

Eser did so and was pleased to feel the bathroom tiles had heating under them and were warm and comfortable. Petra, still naked, stood over her, legs apart and pulled her smooth pussy lips apart with two fingers. She expelled a strong stream of urine onto the prone Turkish girl’s bare body. Her aim and the arc of her piss stream spoke to a fair amount of practice, and without moving her position she began pissing on Eser’s breasts and working her way up over her face and hair.

Eser was no virgin as far as golden shower play was concerned. She had enjoyed both giving and receiving. But she felt that such an act always needed to be consensual. What she felt Petra was doing not only violated her trust but spoke to the lack of respect this rich older woman held for her.

Eser managed to close her mouth and eyes against the pungent stream. When she had shaken the last drops Petra said: I’m going to wash you clean my little Kanak whore and she pulled the girl to her feet and led her to the shower.

Once they had cleaned themselves and each other, Eser told Petra that she had plans for the evening and needed to head back to Dusseldorf. After they had dressed Petra drove her to the train station. There she enveloped Eser in a hug and gave her a lingering kiss.

“I so enjoyed this Eser! You are a fantastic lover!” Petra said, ”I can’t believe how many times you made me cum! I need to see you again soon!” She insisted. “How about tomorrow?”

“Yes, that was really good,” Eser replied. “I am just not sure of my schedule at the moment. I will try and rearrange some things and get back to you very soon.”

Once Eser was on the train she took out her phone, opened the OKCupid app and immediately deleted Petra from her list of contacts. ‘Nothing ventured, nothing gained!’ She said to herself and began to see if any other women had gotten in touch.

Chapter IV

While Eser had been busy with Petra she hadn’t noticed a message she’d received from a woman named Carina Mann. Her profile photo showed a pretty, but plump woman in her 50s. Her hair made her look slightly different from the average German woman in her 50s; instead of wearing it short and dyed blond like most her age, Carina’s was shoulder length, gray, curly and not styled. She lived in the city of Munich which is on the other side of the country, 6-7 hours by train or by car from Dusseldorf. Eser replied back and suggested they schedule a Skype call some time midweek.

Again Eser took care to make herself presentable for the call. On video Carina looked to be about the same age as Petra but carried far more weight. For the call she wore her hair in a ponytail which Eser liked and thought looked good on her.

“Hello Eser,” Carina said as the call began. “I think you are incredibly beautiful.”

“Thank you Carina,” the younger girl said. “You are a very good looking woman.”

“Nonsense Eser,” she answered, “I’m old and fat. Tell me please, why is a beautiful young girl like you interested in an old woman like me?”

Eser had anticipated such a question and she had thought about the answer.

“Carina, I have been attracted to older women for most of my life. It could be because my first sexual experience was with an older neighbor. Come to think of it, you look a bit like her,” Eser said and giggled.

“Also I have always been mature for my age, and I think we might have more in common than you think. But please tell me more about yourself, Carina?” Eser said. “Have you been lesbian all your life?”

“Goodness no!” The woman said. “I was faithful to my husband all my life. When he died two years ago I was grief stricken. I joined a support group for widows like me and one thing led to another and we began having sex with each other. It was like someone had taken off a blindfold! I began having orgasms for the very first time in my life. I began to look at young girls and women differently, with desire! But I couldn’t just go up to one and try to pick her up. That’s why I went on the dating site.”

“Am I the first younger woman you’ve connected with?” Eser asked.

“Yes you are, and I can’t believe my luck in finding you and that you are interested in me!” Carina said. “I really want to meet you in person. Eser.”

“Yes, but I have one more question for you, Carina. Are you looking for a serious relationship or just a hook-up?”

“Oh my sweet girl!” Carina said. “I have so much love to give and I’m looking for a special person to share everything with.”

Eser smiled and said: “I want that too. But how are we going to arrange it? I don’t think I can take time off work to go to Munich.”

“Don’t worry my sweet, I have plenty of time. I will take the train to Dusseldorf and get a hotel. We can meet face to face and go on a date.” Carina said.

The two agreed that the next weekend would suit them both and they ended the call.

The following weekend Carina could barely contain her excitement as she boarded the train. She arrived in Dusseldorf in the afternoon and checked into the Mercure City Centre Hotel where she had booked a room. Eser agreed to join her for dinner at the hotel’s restaurant which was called Quatre Saison and which was cozy but otherwise fairly plain. The older woman was already seated in a booth when Eser arrived. She took the young girl’s hands and kissed her on the cheek.

Carina, who was slightly shorter than the Turkish girl, wore an expensive looking blouse and a dark blue conservative knee length skirt. Her gray hair was, as before, fastened into a ponytail which went halfway down her back. Eser wore a short, sleeveless pink summer dress without a bra.

“I’m as nervous as a young girl,” Carina said. “I’m so afraid you’ll think I'm too old or too fat.”

Eser took her hand and patted it. “You are perfect in every way. Much sweeter than I expected, Carina.”

“Oh you’re such a sweetheart, I’m in love with you already.” The older woman said to her.

After they had ordered, Eser asked Carina: “Please tell me all about yourself. What did your husband do? Do you have children? I want to know everything.”

Both my husband and I taught at LMU - the Ludwig Maximilian University. We met there as graduate students, he taught Psychology and I was with the Faculty of Education - training teachers. We never had children and retired early - we had all kinds of plans, but he died suddenly and I was left alone and broken-hearted.”

“That’s so sad!” Eser said. “And you never had sex with a woman when he was still alive?”

“Never! And not with a man either. I was always faithful to him. And honestly I never thought of sex with a woman until I joined the group of widows I told you about. But let me tell you this Eser,” she said, lowering her voice. “Just sitting with you here is making me wet, I’m afraid it’s going to soak through my panties.”

Eser smiled at her and said: “I’m not that hungry, but I am horny Carina. Let's not finish our meal and go up to your room,” Eser suggested.

As soon as they were inside the hotel room Carina began kissing her. They stood just inside the door kissing and discovering each other’s bodies. Carina kissed the young girl on the neck and put her hand on one of her breasts; she could feel Eser’s nipple stiffen under the thin fabric.

“Oh God, you’re so beautiful,” Carina said, and she paused her kissing a moment to take the hem of Eser’s dress and lift it up and over her head. The younger girl was left wearing only a pair of matching pink panties. Carina stared at her small but perfect breasts and began to kiss them. Eser backed the older woman to the room’s single Queen bed. When Carina reached it she sat down and lay back. The younger girl climbed on top of her, removed her blouse and then the sheer black bra she wore under it. Carina had once had large round breasts but age and gravity had made pendulous and they now sagged so the nipples pointed  downwards instead of forward. Despite their sagging, Carina's tits were quite large for Eser who enjoyed squeezing and groping them.

“You’ve got such amazing big tits! I love them.” Eser said and began to suck on her nipples.

Eser removed Carina’s skirt which left the older woman naked except for black bikini style panties. She knelt between her open legs and stroked her crotch through the front of the panties, lowered her head and kissed Carina’s stomach. Eser couldn’t help inhaling the scent of her aroused pussy. She stroked her pussy through the sheer material, putting pressure on her sensitive clitoris.

“Oh you’re teasing me!” Carina gasped.

Eser didn’t respond. She kept pushing on the fabric covered clitoris with the tips of her fingers and with her thumb. Carina moaned with pleasure. She couldn’t stand it anymore and she pulled off her panties and lifted her thick legs so that her sex was wide open and available to her young lover.

“Oh Eser!” She said, “I’m so hot for you, make me cum!”

Carina’s sex was smooth as a baby’s (waxed Eser thought) plump and even. All her bits were nicely contained in a nice even furrow. The younger girl put her lips to the gleaming wet furrow that was offered to her and she gave it a tentative lick. It tasted fresh and clean with only a hit of pee.

“Carina you taste so good!” Eser said and she used her free hand to rub the front of her own panties. “I’m going to finger fuck you now,” she said and pushed her index finger into the woman’s open, wet and inviting vagina. She continued in this fashion, pushing her finger in and out of Carina while licking and sucking her exposed clit. Occasionally she’d pause and wet the fingers of her other hand with saliva so that they easily slid over Carina’s sensitive clit. Carina lay back moaning and stroking her own breasts.

“Yes Eser, yes, yes,” she moaned.

The younger girl increased the tempo, adding a second finger and thrust it in her wet vagina while she used her thumb to keep pressure on the clitoris.

“Oh I’m cumming!” Carina moaned, her legs began to quiver and she pushed her vagina against the fingers thrusting into it. Her back arched and she moaned and her body went limp.

“Stop! It’s too sensitive!” she said to Eser who moved back and watched as juices flowed out of her vagina and down her fingers and over her knuckles. When her contractions subsided, Carina said, “come Eser, it is my turn to please you!

She pulled the younger girl next to her and surveyed her slim young body. “I love your beautiful body hair!” She said and began to lick her armpits.

Eser next removed her pink panties and exposed her hairy bush of black hair. When Carina saw it she said: "That's so exciting, I’ve never tasted anyone as hairy as you!” And she slid down the bed and buried her face between Eser’s legs, drawing in the smells which her pubic hair had gathered. She pursed her lips, covered her clitoris and began sucking it in and out.

Eser helped her by opening her legs and pulling her knees up so that she was completely exposed. It made her feel like electricity was shooting through her veins and she wanted the woman inside her.

“Put your tongue inside me,” she said, and took hold of Carina’s ponytail and used it to direct her mouth to where it would give her the most pleasure.

Carina thrust her tongue into the girl’s open hole and began fucking it while Eser rubbed her own clitoris. The sensation of Carina’s hot stiff tongue inside her hole was incredible and soon became overwhelming. And yet Eser wanted more:

Please lick my asshole, Carina and she pushed the older woman’s head lower so that her mouth was level with her open sphincter, her pink puckered hole crowned with its ring of black hair.

Carina had not done this before to another woman but was happy to oblige. She licked Eser’s back passage and pushed her tongue in as far as it would go. After a few minutes in this position, Eser said: “I’m going to turn over Carina. Lick my back hole and finger my cunt, hard, please!”

Eser lay on her stomach and raised her hips. Her anus now faced upwards and Carina immediately began to lick it enthusiastically. At the same time she pumped two fingers into her wet vagina.

“Carina, fuck! That is so good. I love what you’re doing to me.” Eser said, and it wasn’t long before an orgasm exploded in her. She began panting and moaning and finally arched her back and fell onto the bed, thighs still quivering from her climax. Carina lay next to her and pressed her soft body into the younger woman.

“That was just incredible Eser, I’ve never had sex like that!," she said.

After some moments the younger woman began to stir; she opened her eyes and looked at her older lover, smiled mischievously and asked: “Do you think that was a good first date for Carina?”

Her older lover exclaimed: “Yes, oh my God yes.”

Eser turned over, pushed Carina onto her back and climbed up on her. She took hold of her hair, began kissing her and asked: “What do you think about us?”

Carina replied, “I’ve never felt like this about anyone Eser. I’m in love. I love you.”

Eser looked her in the eyes and said: “I think I’m beginning to feel the same way!”.

Carina had woken up very early that morning to catch the train and was exhausted. She soon fell asleep and began snoring softly. Eser watched her, pleased how the evening had turned out and feeling that her plan might be coming together

Chapter V

Eser always slept in on Saturdays and the next morning was no exception.She was awoken from a deep sleep by kisses on her stomach. Carina had woken first, taken one look at the beautiful woman in bed next to her and could not resist putting her lips on her. She kissed the small but perfectly shaped breasts, sucked on their nipples and was on her way to kissing across Esers’ belly and towards her tangle of black curly hair when she stopped her.

“One moment my love, I really need to piss. Why don’t you come and watch me?”

Eser, still naked, she went straight into the well appointed bathroom and sat on the toilet seat.

“Come here Carina, please kneel on the floor in front of me.” She said.

Looking back later Eser realized she had succeeded and this was the moment when she knew Carina would do whatever she wanted her to do.

The older woman, also naked, knelt in front of the toilet and stared between Eser’s legs.

“Do you like my pussy?” She asked.

“I love it!” Carina replied.

“Do you want to watch me piss?” She asked.

“Oh yes,” Carina replied.

“Come closer then,” Eser said, and when she was close enough the hairy Turkish girl let out a thick stream of piss. The hot pungent odor assaulted Carina’s senses.

“Put your hand underneath,” Eser ordered. Carina did so and she emptied the rest of her bladder. The hot stream ran over the older woman’s fingers and into the bowl. And at that moment Eser decided she was going to piss in Carina’s mouth, but not at this very moment. She would save that experience for later..

Eser flushed and stood up. Her pussy lips were wet and her hair was shiny from her recent discharge.

“My pussy needs to be licked, my sweet,” she said to the older woman, took a handful of her hair and gently directed it to her wet cunt.

Carina thrust her tongue in and licked between Eser’s hairy lips, lapping up the piss and licking and sucking her vagina and clit enthusiastically. While she pleasured Eser, Carina placed her hand between her legs, rubbed her clit and thrust two fingers in her aroused and wet vagina.

The two women climaxed at approximately the same time. In the excitement of her orgasm, the Turkish girl pulled Carina’s hair so hard it hurt so as to direct her flicking tongue exactly where she wanted it. The older woman ignored the pain and kept licking enthusiastically.

Afterwards the two showered together; Carina was eager to thoroughly clean every part of her lover’s body. Eser let her and she enjoyed being the center of such attention. Afterwards they ate breakfast in their room.

“Let's go sightseeing," Carina said.“I haven’t been to Dusseldorf very often and always only for work.” She went to the closet and began going through the clothes she had brought.

“Let me choose what you are going to wear,” Eser said. “I want you to dress specially for me.”

Carina felt like an excited teenager, waiting for what Eser would choose. There wasn't much of a selection, she had only brought one suitcase. Eser chose for her the conservative blue skirt she had worn the day before and a plain wine coloured turtleneck sweater. Carina laid out the clothes on the bed and proceeded to put on panties.

“No!” Eser told her. “I don’t want you to wear a bra or panties.”

Carina felt a flash of both fear and arousal, but put on the skirt and sweater without underwear.

Eser was pleased her little test had resulted in obedience. Since she found Carina fairly attractive and the sex with her was good, Eser needed to discover whether she could control her. It was the most important part of her plan. She had no experience in controlling another this way but knew the theory. And it gave her a thrill of satisfaction and arousal to see that it worked.

“Let's take a Rhine cruise, it's the tourist thing to do here.” Eser said. “I've lived in Dusseldorf for nearly 12 years and I haven’t ever taken a cruise.”

“Wonderful idea my love,” Carina said. “I’ll book the tickets on my phone. What time shall we choose?”

“I have to go to my house to change my clothes first. This is the second day I have worn these panties and I feel they could walk away by themselves.” She said.

Eser shared an inexpensive apartment with two girls she worked with. Neither girl was home when they arrived and Carina followed her into the bedroom where she went to change. The place had a temporary feel to it - a mattress lay on the floor and most of Eser’s things were still in cardboard boxes. She began to take off the pink dress she had on since the night before when Carina stopped her.

“Let me undress you,” she said and pulled up the dress and lifted it over her head.

Eser was now naked except for her pink panties. Dark curls peeked out from all sides of the crotch. Clearly her panties were not meant to contain her unruly garden. Carina was fascinated by the dark tufts in her underarms and reached out to touch them. She then fell to her knees and pressed her face into Eser’s lap. She inhaled her scent and her lips caressed the thin material. Eserl took hold of Carina’s hair and gently lifted her head up so their eyes could meet. Do you want to eat my pussy woman? Eser asked.

“Oh yes, more than anything!”. Carina answered.

“Alright, take my panties off with your teeth.” She said.

The older woman did so, with some effort, and she returned to her kneeling position with the dirty panties clenched between her teeth, from where Eser plucked them. She bunched them together so the insides faced out and pushed them under Carina’s nose. She inhaled noisily and Eser thrust them into her mouth.

“This is because you like the taste of young pussy,” Eser teased. “That’s my gift to you my dear, put them in your handbag so that when you want to remember me just take them out and taste them!”

“Speaking of young pussy!” Eser said. “This one isn't getting any younger,” she said, pointing at herself. “What are you going to do about that?”

Carina pushed her tongue in between Esers' legs, parted the thick covering of hair and found her sensitive clitoris.

“Give me your fingers woman,” Eser ordered and Carina obeyed. It didn't take the younger woman very long to climax.

After she had cum, Eser needed to choose an outfit for the afternoon’s expedition.

“I would really like it if you could dress a little butch.” Carine said. I really think it would suit your personality.”

“I like that idea!” Eser said, and she chose skinny black jeans, black ankle boots and a black t-shirt. A brown leather jacket completed the outfit.

Carine asked her to turn around a few times. “That’s really super! She said, “But I think it needs one more small touch. Do you have any styling gel Eser?”

“No I don’t. But wait,” she said and disappeared into another room in the apartment. “One of my roommates does,” she said, returning and handed the jar to Carine.

Eser’s pageboy cut proved to be fairly easy to modify with gel. Carine managed by combing the front over the top and flattening the sides so they fit behind her ears.

“You look good dear!” Carine said as she held the younger woman at a distance to examine her. “I’d let you fuck me!” She said with a giggle. “We had better get a move on, our reservation is for the 2pm sailing.

The Rhine is the biggest river in Europe and Dusseldorf is built right beside it. The river is about 1.5 miles wide at the point where it reaches the city. The cruise ship was big and modern and the cruise was estimated to take 2 hours. Most of the city is visible from the ship and some interesting towns could be seen up and down the river. The main tourist season had long passed and there were few passengers aboard. Eser suggested they take seats on the outside observation deck. And since it was quite cold and windy she ordered hot chocolate for both of them. When the waiter returned with their order Eser asked if they had any blankets, they did and two were brought.

Eser told Carina to stand up for a moment and she placed their seats side by side facing out towards the river. “Now sit down,” she ordered Carina. When the older woman did, she found that Eser had put her hand on the seat, right where her pussy would touch the chair. Because Carina hadn’t worn any panties Eser could put her fingers right inside her cunt if she wanted to, and she did exactly that. She gave Carine a blanket to cover herself and their activities from view.

“I thought this would be a good time to talk about us, Carine. How do you think our date has gone so far?”

Carine could only respond with a gasp as she felt Eser’s fingers push up into her vagina.

“That sounds like you are enjoying our date.” Eser said. She could feel the woman’s juices dripping on her hands.

“Would you like to know what I think, Carina?”

At that moment Carina couldn’t answer because she was holding her breath. It felt like she was going to explode - like a balloon was filling up in her and was about to reach its limit before bursting.

Eser ignored Carina’s squirming and continued the one way conversation. “I think you are a very nice woman, and I enjoy spending time with you. And you are really good at licking my pussy. I think I think we should be together. Don’t you?”

While Eser’s fingers were working their way inside her cunt, Carine was about to fall over the edge and her whole focus was on what her release would be like. She heard every word the young woman said to her but she just couldn’t find the strength to answer.

The younger woman continued by saying: “I also think you are very kind Carina; you know what I want and need and you like to give it to me isn’t that so?”

Just then it felt to Carina like that balloon inside her burst and she felt that sweet precious release. Her muscles clenched and spasmed over and over. She felt a huge relief as the built up pressure let go and waves of pleasure burst over her.

She finally managed to gasp out a few words: “Oooh Eser, I love you, I love you so much.”

A warm glow spread through Carine and she held her breath to get one more second of that feeling. But it was gone and she was left with such post coital sadness that tears came to her eyes. She took Eser’s head in her hands and began kissing her all over her face and neck.

“Oh my God Eser,” Carine finally managed to say when she found her words again. “That was incredible. If you can keep doing that to me I will be yours’ forever.”

“But what shall we do for our second date, Carine?” Eser asked.

“I want you to come and visit me in Munich. Can you take a week off? Stay in my house and I will treat you like a princess.”

Eser thought that was an excellent idea and promised to make it happen as soon as possible.

Chapter VI

It was late afternoon and was beginning to get dark by the time their boat tour ended. As they left the dock Carine took Eser by the arm and followed her, just like a woman would do to a male lover she was with. When they reached the taxi stand Carine said: “my lover, I want you to do something special for me tonight.”

“Certainly, anything you want, Carina.” Eser told her.

“I want you to please fuck me with a strap-on cock. I've never tried it and I want you to be the first.” She said.

“With pleasure my love, but I don’t happen to have such a thing, we’ll have to go and buy one. Let’s find a taxi, I think I know where we should go shopping.” Eser told her.

Fortunately Dusseldorf, like most German cities, has a good selection of sex shops, and the store they wanted wasn’t hard to find. Although Eser didn’t use cocks on a regular basis, she had experimented and was aware that some of the different types had advantages and disadvantages. The model she had found the most pleasurable for both partners was a double headed dildo designed to be worn inside the woman doing the fucking. This was achieved by it having a long side shaped like a penis and a short side with an egg shaped tip. The egg shape was designed to fit inside the vagina of the partner doing the penetrating. Sometimes known as a strapless dildo it is supposed to be able to be kept in place by the muscles inside the penetrator's pelvic floor.

Eser found this type would be the most pleasurable for her when she fucked Carina. The main drawback to that particular model is that it didn’t always stay inside. She had known women use it with panty-hose to prevent the cock from falling out at the wrong time. But today more and more women were using fit for purpose spandex boxer shorts instead of harnesses. The shorts have a discreet O-ring sewn into a reinforced crotch which is made to hold the cock in place. The boxers claimed to be compatible with a variety of dildo’s including the double headed model Eser wanted.

Armed with the double dildo and spandex strap-on pants, the two women headed back to the Mercure hotel. Inside the room Eser took Carina in her arms and asked her: “You said  you were in love with me on the boat. Is that true or was that just your cunt talking?”

“No!” Carina said, looking a bit embarrassed. “This came from my heart.”

“What are we going to do about it?” Eser asked her.

“Do you love me Eser?” She asked.

“Yes I think so, in my own way,” Eser said. “Let's take it one step at time. First you need a good fucking. Get undressed and on your hands and knees on the bed. I’m going into the bathroom to get ready.”

In the bathroom Eser unpacked their purchases and stripped naked. She had chosen a black cock to match the black spandex boxers. It looked like a big black shiny penis with a shepherds’ crook-like curve on the wearer's end, tapering to an oval shaped egg. She wondered if she needed the lube they had bought but decided she was already wet with anticipation. Opening her legs she pushed the egg shaped end into her vagina. It felt good in there and she closed her legs tight. She moved experimentally side by side and up and down. The cock swayed side to side and bounced, but remained firmly embedded inside her pussy.

‘Probably wouldn’t stay in there with the hard fucking I’m going to give Carina!’ She thought to herself.

Eser stepped into the lycra boxers and pulled them up, and then immediately discovered a problem. Her cock stuck out too far for her to get it inside the tight boxers and through the hole. She pulled the boxers down to her knees, removed the dildo from her vagina and pushed it through the o ring in the crotch. The dildo fit easily and she was able to keep in place while she pulled up the boxers and slid the egg shaped end back into her vagina.

Eser remembered that this model also vibrated and there was a small knob on the underside, which she turned on and the cock began to buzz very pleasantly.

Eser left the bathroom to find Carina on the bed on her hands and knees. Her thick legs were parted and she was stroking her clit with one hand. Her slit was wide open, wet and shiny in between perfectly smooth sides. Carina had heard Eser enter the room and began to rub harder and breathe faster.

The younger woman placed a hand on Carina’s back so that she lay face down on the bed with her knees bent and her ass and pussy hanging out over the side of the bed. She was perfectly positioned because Eser had only to bend slightly to bring her cock level with the vagina that was offered to her. She slid the mushroom shaped head into Carina’s wet hole and thrust hard. The big black cock slid in very easily and buried itself deep in her vagina. Eser began thrusting her hips with as much power as she could, driving the cock as deep as possible.

Carina let out a loud groan and began panting like a dog every time Eser thrust inside her.

At first the Turkish woman held on to Carina’s hips for leverage, then switched to pulling her hair and holding onto her big breasts. This allowed her to force the cock so deep it would hit the older woman’s cervix.

Eser found she was breathing heavily from the exertion, but she managed to keep up a steady patter while fucking Carina.

She said: “Tell me you love me fucking you hard.” Carina told her.

And: “Do you love me?” And “How much do you love me?”

Of course Eser was getting nearly as much pleasure as Carina. Every time she pushed into the older woman’s wet hole, the egg shape in her own cunt pushed back.

When Eser finally ran out of energy she collapsed on the bed next to Carina. After she had caught her breath she asked the older woman: “You said you’re in love with me. Do you want to be with me?”

“Oh yes, yes!” Carina replied. “I want you to come to Munich so we can live together. My house is big enough for the two of us, and we can be together there.”

“What will I do in Munich, Carina? Here I have a job.” Eser said.

“You don't need to work, my love. I have plenty of money; my husband and I both have very good pensions. Or if you like we can spend our time traveling. Whatever you want darling, just come and be with me. Let me take care of you!

Eser thought about it for a moment and said: “no Carina, I don't think that will work very well.”

“Why not,” came an anguished wail in response.

“We already agreed I need to be in charge. If I have to depend on your money how do I know you'll do as I tell you.” Eser said.

“Please Eser,” Carina pleaded. “I promise I'll do whatever you want. I need you. We can arrange it with the money. Please say you'll come live with me. I will be yours, now and forever. I promise to do whatever it takes to make you happy.”

“Good, Carina. Here is what we are going to do, you are not going home tomorrow. You are going to stay here. In this hotel.” Eser said.

“Yes I will stay here with you Eser. But how long will that be?” Carina told her.

“I don’t know exactly. Long enough to sort things out here so I can go to Munich and move in with you. Is that what you want?”

“Yes my darling. I want us to be together. Live together. Make love every day.” Carina said.

“Lets’ go downstairs and have dinner. But first I want to do something to you.” Eser said.

“What do you want to do, Eser?” Carina said.

“Silly woman, you need to learn what your place is!” Eser said and pulled her hair so that it hurt slightly. “The proper answer is ‘yes darling’ or ‘yes Eser’. Will you remember that?”

“Yes I Eser. I will remember.” She said.

“Good. Now I’m going to fuck you in the ass.”

“Oooh!” Said Carina, a little fear in her voice.

“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?” Eser asked.

“No never!” Was the reply.

“Even by your husband?” She asked.

“No, not him. He would never.”  Carina said.

“Will you enjoy it?”  Eser asked.

“I don’t know.”  Carina replied.

“You will, my love. Do you know how I know this? Because I say you will, and I will always give you pleasure. You can count on that. Eser told her. Alright. On your stomach, legs wide open and put your hand on your cunt so you can play with yourself.”

Carina rolled over on her stomach and Eser took the tube of lube she had bought and kneeled between Carina’s legs. She spread open her ass cheeks and squeezed a glob of the clear gel on her pink and wrinkled sphincter. She then used a finger to work it inside the tight hole. Once she was satisfied she squeezed another glob on the tip of her cock and pressed the black bulbous head against Carina’s back hole.

“Breathe darling, and keep breathing, this will be a bit uncomfortable.”  Eser told her.

Eser put her hands on Carina’s generously curved hips, grasped them tightly and began to push her pelvis forward. There was a hesitation while Carina’s sphincter muscle adjusted to the large intrusion but Eser increased the pressure pushing harder. The older woman gave out a cry of pain as her body fought the intrusion, but Eser kept up the pressure by moving the vinyl tube into her fat bottom, half a centimeter at a time.

“Keep breathing steadily,”  She said. The discomfort will pass.

When the big black cock had been buried to its hilt, Eser paused. Carina lay on her stomach, legs spread as wide as possible and Eser was directly on top of her. She grabbed a handful of her long hair and pulled the woman’s head back.

“Rub your pussy Carina!”  She whispered in her ear.

As she lay there a sudden realization came over Eser. She understood at that moment how much power she had and how much she enjoyed it.

“Do you know how much I like fucking you Carina.”  She asked.

There was only a groan in reply.

“It's because you like to fuck, she said. Because you're a dirty slut, my slut. Aren't you Carina?”

“Yessss!”  Was the reply. “I'm your slut.”

Satisfied she was ready Eser eased the cock back and then thrust forward and began to piston the large penis shaped tube into Carina's tight asshole. Carina altered between begging for her to stop and crying out with pleasure. Eser ignored her and continued fucking her hard and roughly alternatively pulling her hair and mauling her big soft breasts. There was another benefit to Esers' hard thrusting, each time she pushed the egg shaped end of the dildo pushed deep into her own cunt. She thought of turning on the vibration function but decided that would be over stimulation.

Afterwards the young Turkish woman went into the bathroom, removed the Lycra boxers, pulled out the double ended cock and sat down to pee. When she returned to the bedroom Carina was lying on her stomach, legs open wide. Her small sphincter gaped open and was shiny with lubricant. Her cunt was open and wet, and she lay in nearly catatonic state.

“My lovely Carina, I’m going to keep fucking your ass,”  Eser whispered to her.

“Oh God!”  Was all Carina could say.

“Put your hand on your pussy and rub yourself. Rub your clit!” She ordered.

Carina gave out a moan of pleasure as she began rubbing herself. Eser continued abusing Carina's asshole until she was tired and shiny with perspiration. They fell asleep in each others’ arms. Eser was so tired she fell asleep still wearing the boxer harness and her vinyl cock.

Chapter VII

The next day was Sunday which in Dusseldorf, like most German cities means most shops are shut down. The two women spent most of the day in bed ordering meals from room service. They went out for a walk around the city in order to let hotel housekeeping make up their rooms.

Eser ordered Carina: “don’t put on a bra and panties: I just love the way your big breasts jiggle as you walk.”

It embarrassed Carina, especially when men looked at her but gave the younger woman a good feeling, knowing others desired what was hers' alone.

As they were walking through a city park Eser directed Carina to go behind an ornamental building where they could be hidden from view. She pushed her against the wall, put a hand under her skirt from behind and groped her pussy. It was already wet to her touch.

“You’re wet! Do I make you aroused Carina or are you just horny all the time?“ Eser asked.

“God yes! You always make me so hot!” Was the response.

“Then tell me you love it when I touch your cunt.” Eser said.

“ I love when you touch my cunt.” Carina repeated, barely whispering.

“Louder!” Eser ordered.

Carina shouted it out so that anyone close by could hear. Fortunately for her there was  no one in hearing distance..

The 53 year old woman could hardly believe how excited this made her feel. Embarrassment and shame seemed to ignite an orgasm faster than she had ever experienced before.

As they walked back to the hotel arm in arm, Eser occasionally stopped to make out with her much older lover, holding her and French kissing. This attracted a few looks because of the very obvious difference in their ages. When Carina brought this up, Eser said: “some will always find our age difference strange. You need to get used to it. Your friends in Munich are sure to think it strange or perverted, but there is nothing to do about it. They will either accept it or not.”

Carina knew this as she knew the age difference made her embarrassed because she was sure it signaled to everyone how truly wanton she was. Carina was certain people thought the only reason a woman her age was with someone so much younger was for the sex. The fact they’d be right was even more embarrassing, which made her aroused, and her arousal made her want Eser even more. A vicious circle but one she could not or would not break out of.

Back at the hotel after their walk Carina was still aroused and Eser sensed it. The younger woman went into the bathroom and came out wearing the spandex boxers with her big black vinyl cock sticking out front. This time she didn’t wait for Carina to undress. She pushed her up against the wall, lifted her skirt around her waist and thrust the big cock into her pussy which was sopping wet with anticipation. She fucked her from behind, standing up. Carina had multiple orgasms.

On Monday morning Eser went to see her company’s Human Resources and handed in her resignation. According to her employment contract she was required to give a month's notice. But she had a week of holidays saved up and she lied and told the HR manager that her mother was ill and she needed to travel to Turkey to look after her. The company reluctantly agreed to let her leave if she stayed to work the rest of the week.

Eser called Carina as soon as she heard the news.

“Come and join me for lunch,” she said. “There is a restaurant on Kirchfeldstrasse called Le Gourmet. Call them for a reservation and meet me there at noon. Oh and dress the way I like you to for going out!”

Le Gourmet is a small restaurant in the old city of Dusseldorf with a reputation for excellent food. Carina was already there and sitting in a booth when Eser arrived, and she slid into the booth next to the older woman.

“Are you wet for me?” Eser asked. Without waiting for an answer she slipped her hand under the woman’s skirt and touched her. Carina opened her legs to give her lover better access; her bare sex was wet to the touch.

“It feels so smooth. Did you get it waxed today?” She asked.

Carina nodded her head. “Just for you.”

“I like your pussy smooth as a young girls’ Carina. I have some good news to tell you: we can leave for Munich Friday.” Eser said.

“Oh, that’s wonderful!” Carina said, overjoyed.

“I wanted to meet you here to celebrate, but also make sure we are in agreement. For me, from here on, there is no going back. I am leaving all I know and I am putting myself in your hands. That makes me feel vulnerable. Do you understand my love?”

“You will not regret it, Eser my darling. I will give you everything, my love, everything I have. I am yours!”

Just then a waitress came to ask if they were ready to place their order. Eser ordered for both of them and when the waitress was gone she stood up, took Carina's hand and led her to the ladies toilet.

Those readers who have never visited Germany may not know, public toilets in that country are almost always spotlessly clean. And the cubicles there are never just the flimsy dividers used in some countries; they are fully enclosed rooms. It was into one of these that Eser led Carina. Once  the door was closed she reached under her short skirt and pulled down her panties. She turned around and opened her legs, her hairy pussy facing Carina. The older woman needed no instructions, she went down on her knees and got ready to put her lips onto Esers' hair covered slit.

“Wait, since you are on your knees I want you to make me a solemn promise. I need you to promise to love and care for me and look after me no matter what. Are you ready to swear?” Eser asked.

“I love you and I’m ready to do anything you ask.” Carina replied.

“Alright, repeat after me: I swear by Eser’s pussy which I love above anything else.” She said.

Carina repeated these words.

“I swear to love, cherish and obey my love Eser.” She said.

The older woman repeated the last part of the oath. She went into her purse and pulled out a small silver colored credit card and said:

Eser, as a token of my love I hereby give you full use of my Amex Platinum card. She said and raised it in offering

“Good my love, I accept. We will go to Munich together and live happily ever after. Now my pussy which you love needs your tender care,” she said and thrust her hips back and forth and slid her hairy bottom over her lover’s mouth; the older woman pushed her tongue into Eser’s tight sphincter without a moment's hesitation. In a very short time the younger woman was moaning from the effects of her climax and her juices covered Carina's face.

Their meals were on the table when they returned. “Here's what I want you to do for me, Carina.”

The older woman looked at her expectantly, eager to do anything to please.

“Go to my apartment and begin boxing those things I will be taking with me. Furniture I won't need, and only some clothes. You're going to buy me a new wardrobe aren't you?”

“Yes Eser, whatever you want I will buy you.”

“Good, you get everything ready and I'll be there later today or tomorrow to check. Two piles only, one for Munich the other to give away.”

“Yes my beautiful mistress,” Carina said.

Eser laughed and gave her a mild reproach.

“Don’t call me Mistress!” Carina. “I'm not really into the whole D/s thing. I only want all your love and devotion.”

“You have it my beautiful goddess.” Carina said.

“And obedience!” Eser said and she giggled.

After lunch Eser needed to return to work and Carina, who had been given her key, went to her house to begin packing.

Chapter VIII

The following day Eser decided she needed to use her new credit card and do something about both their wardrobes. Carina's clothing seemed to consist mainly of middle aged styles that were several years out of date, and that really wouldn't do. 'It's time to begin spending some of her money' Eser thought.

She was able to leave work early and joined Carina for their first stop - the Hunkemöller lingerie shop.

“Carina, after today you're going to throw away your granny underwear.” Eser said. “You're going to wear only thong or tanga panties and we are going to buy some crotchless models. I should have access to your pussy any time I like. After all, your pussy belongs to me doesn't it?”

“Please Eser, I'm too old to wear that kind of underwear.” Carina begged.

“No you're not Carina. I will decide what you shall wear. After all, I'm the one who will be looking at you!”

They also purchased bras to match the panties. Eser chose bra styles that revealed more than they supported. Carina went along, she stopped arguing.

When it came to shopping for outfits Eser made Carina buy much younger and more revealing styles than the woman herself would have chosen. When they had finished shopping for Carina, Eser decided her wardrobe needed upgrading too - courtesy of Carina's credit card.

Up to that point in her adult life Eser had been neither butch nor femme, though she had dated both. But this relationship was different, Carina really brought out the dyke in her and she enjoyed the idea of it. First thing she needed was a new wardrobe of masculine looking clothes. Next she would have her hair styled and replace her short page-boy hair with a male cut.

Since she was going dyke, she had a thought: one of the butches she had dated had mostly gone around strapped; which meant wearing a strap on dildo under her pants. Eser had never tried this but thought it would be interesting to see how it felt. She would make another trip to the sex shop to choose a model that was both practical and comfortable.

By Saturday Eser was ready to leave Dusseldorf. Her belongings had been packed and shipped along with their new clothing. Eser decided they should both dress for the occasion. She wore tight black jeans, a black turtleneck sweater, and a gray suit type jacket. With her short black hair she thought she looked suitably butch. She was strapped, of course, with a 5 inch flesh colored cock on a basic single strap and ring harness.

They boarded the train together in the morning, traveling first class, of course. They arrived in Munich in the afternoon and took a taxi from the train station.

Carina's house was a modern mansion in a suburb of Munich called Ismaning.The house's exterior was a showcase of sleek lines and minimalistic elegance. Clean, geometric shapes, large glass panels, and a tasteful combination of materials such as glass, concrete, and steel made for a striking and harmonious facade.

A lush, manicured garden surrounded the house and the front entrance was framed by a beautifully landscaped courtyard, leading to an impressive oversized front door that granted access to the grand foyer. Outside the house was an expansive, covered outdoor area with comfortable seating and a swimming pool.

Inside, this expensive house had an open-concept design that enhanced the sense of spaciousness, with large, airy rooms bathed in natural light. High ceilings and clean lines created an atmosphere of refined elegance.

The living areas were full of designer furniture, combining comfort and style. The kitchen boasted top-of-the-line appliances, sleek cabinetry, and a generously sized island. Large windows provided  views of the garden, infusing the interior with a sense of natural beauty.

The bedrooms featured plush carpets and ample storage space. Each en-suite bathroom was adorned with premium fixtures, intricate tiling, and luxurious amenities. The master bedroom was large with a super queen size mattress centered on a large wooden platform. The ensuite bathroom was integral to the room and had glass walls that could be covered by curtains.

“What do you think of our new house?" Carina asked.

“I like it! It's nicer than I expected.” Eser replied.

Privately she was elated. She knew Carina was 'comfortable' but had not expected a house that was surely worth 5 to 10 million Euro.

“I've been so horny all day Carina,” she said and began tugging at the older womans clothing. Her dress came off to reveal the sexy, designer underwear that she'd bought the day before. Eser pulled down Carina’s panties to display her plump, smooth and recently waxed sex. Carina unhooked her bra and let her large soft tits spill out. She opened her legs saucily to give Eser a good view of her open slit and the delicious insides. Eser quickly stripped off her jeans and removed the strap-on she wore underneath and gave her wet hairy pussy a light caress.

“Lie back so I can sit on your face,” Eser said, and climbed up onto the bed. She held the cock in her hand, with straps trailing, knelt down and moved her backside towards Carina’s face. She pushed back and Carina immediately thrust her tongue into her wet vagina. Eser pushed back with her pelvis using the older woman’s mouth just like a toy and directed her cunt to where she could get the most pleasure and stimulation.

Carina, whose entire attention was focused on the hairy wet cunt in front of her, could not see what Eser was doing at the other end. She was surprised to feel a hard plastic cock - the one Ester had been wearing all day - pushed into her eager wet hole.

After the two women had both climaxed several times, Carina took Eser by the hand and led her to the bathroom with the transparent walls. She wanted them both to relax in the jacuzzi but Eser said: “I’m hungry. Do you have anything to eat in the house?”

Carina had been away for more than a week and what had been fresh when she left was now spoiled.

“Silly me! I was so horny for your beautiful young body I completely forgot.” She said, “Let’s shower and dress quickly so we can drive into Ismaning and stock up on groceries.”

Carina’s car was a new Mercedes Benz S-class sedan.

“Would you like to drive my love?” Carina said.

“I’m sorry I don’t have my drivers license,” Eser told her.

“First thing tomorrow we are going to get you enrolled in private drivers lessons. If you are going to wear a penis,” she said, taking hold of the strap-on Eser had put on after the shower, “you are going to have to do the driving!” She said.

Eser had never been in such an expensive car before and luxuriated in the smell and feel of the leather interior. As they drove to town Eser mentally checked off the items which had been on her wish list: expensive house - check, nice car - check. She still didn’t have the chalet in Austria or the villa in Italy or Spain, but she was certain those two items were within her grasp.

One of their stops was the butchers where Carina ordered pork sausages and Schweinebraten which is also pork and is a famous Bavarian dish. The butcher packaged up the meat, and before he handed it to Carina he gave Eser a curious look and said: “you understand these cuts of meat are all pork, don’t you?”

“Oh my God! Carina exclaimed,” her hand going to her face as if to hide her shame. “I forgot you are Turkish and Muslim! I am so sorry darling! Please forgive me!”

Eser laughed and said: “my background is Turkish but I am 100% German. I am not a Muslim, or at least a practicing one. And I love to eat pork!” She said, and in a low voice that was nevertheless loud enough for the butcher to hear, “almost as much as I love to eat pussy!” It was the butcher's turn to turn blush, and he quickly turned back to cutting his meat.

The meal Carina prepared was as good as she promised it would be. After dinner she made coffee and the two cuddled on a sofa in front of the living room’s gas fireplace.

Eser stroked Carina’s cheek and caressed the top of her breasts. The older woman leaned her head against her lover’s chest and a tear rolled down her cheek.

“I’m so happy Eser. I don’t think I have ever been this happy. What more can I do to please you, my beautiful young lover?”

“We have a plan for driving lessons.” Eser said. “I was thinking you have lived here for a long time. Do you have any family or friends you’d like me to meet?”

Carina replied: “No, my husband and I never had any children and I don’t have any close relations that live nearby. Most of our friends were mostly his and as soon as I became a widow and became single again, the wives decided they didn’t want me around. Too dangerous. You know?”

Eser nodded.

“That was why the support group became important, other widows I could relate to and sometimes jump into bed with!” Carina giggled.

“How about we host a party and invite them and introduce me. I don’t mind if you show me off a little. Let them know you’re a hot and sexy woman who's able to wrap a young and pretty young girl around your pussy and forget about everything.” She said.

Carina laughed at that idea. What a good idea. You know I’d love to show you off to my friends.”

Chapter IX

It wasn’t long before Eser felt comfortable about having the run of the house. She began to actually believe that she now lived in this mansion and that it was her home. Certainly Carina bent over backwards to ensure she felt that way and began to consult her on decisions regarding the running of the house.

Carina agreed to host a get together for drinks to invite the members of the group she called her ‘Merry Widows Club’. Naturally she fussed endlessly about what to serve and what her friends might think about her new relationship. Finally Eser told her: “Stop Carina, it’s good enough! We're not hosting a grand gala! You’re just having some friends over.

Carina said: "Yes Eser, you are correct as usual.”

She then began to stress about what to wear.

“I want you to look as sexy as possible!” Eser told her..

Carina chose to wear a draped collar criss cross backless dress in gold sequins. The plunging neckline showed off her large breasts and gold metallic sequins shimmered when the light fell on them.

The first of the women to arrive at the party was Trudi Weigand, a tall distinguished looking woman in her late 50s. Her dark hair was short and she wore glasses which gave her a bookish or academic look which was not surprising since she was a colleague of Carina’s from the university. She had some thickening around the waist which did not detract from the overall impression she gave of being fit and active. Eser was immediately attracted to her.

Trudi had already heard from Carina about her new love and after greeting her friend with a hug, she went to Eser, gave her a kiss on the lips and pressed her body against the younger woman’s. Eser felt her deliberately push and grind against her cock.

“You’ve done well my dear,Carina. I’m impressed,” she said. “If you ever get tired of Eser please let me know, I can keep her amused for you.” Carina gave her a look which shot daggers.

Any possible confrontation between the two was diffused by the arrival of Lili Herzog. She was dark haired and looked like she might be part Italian or Spanish and had dark eyes and a mediterranean nose. Lilli was also built like a mediterranean woman: she was short with a thick stomach, big hips but small breasts she attempted to disguise with a push up bra.

Lilli was followed shortly by Amalia Leitz, a woman who was in her mid 60s. Despite heavy makeup and expensively coiffed and dyed blond with highlights she looked her age. Despite her face, her figure was that of a younger woman, flat stomach, nicely shaped bottom and breasts that looked too large for her frame and jutted proudly.

Carina greeted her guests with kisses on both cheeks and began serving drinks. Her guests had all been intimate with each other at one time or another and chatted easily. A few minutes later the last two guests arrived. They were  Philippa Schultze, mid 50s with heavy features that seemed at odds with her straight light brown hair that she wore to her shoulders. Her breasts were very large and she wore a sheer bra with little support to emphasize them.

Philippa had arrived with Liesa Mueller who was the youngest of the widows at 49. She  wasn’t particularly pretty; her nose was too big and her chin was a bit weak but she looked like she had character and was nice to look at. Her long straight hair was naturally brown and she wore it up in a French knot.

Carina and Eser had discussed the party ahead of time and it was the older woman who had brought up the idea that if Eser wanted she could bed one of the guests after the party, provided she could watch. Things didn’t quite turn out the way they intended.

After pushing and rubbing Eser’s cock with her body, Trudi suddenly and boldly got on her knees, managed to free her strap-on from beneath her trousers and began to suck on the 6” vinyl cock. Lili quickly moved behind Eser and put her arms around her. She slid her hands beneath her shirt groping her small tits and playing with her armpit hair.

“Very hairy,” she said, “this is so exciting!”

All the women in the party had at one time made love with everyone else. As soon as the two women went for Eser, Liesa, who was the last to arrive, made a bee-line for Carina, for whom she always had a special attraction. She guessed Carina had not worn panties under her sequin gown and her fingers quickly confirmed her suspicions by finding her wet hole and beginning to thrust in and out.

Philippa and Amalia, realizing that the party had turned into a mini-orgy, fell into the nearest settee and began making out. They quickly removed each other’s clothes and assumed a 69 position, licking each other’s pussies and assholes.

When Eser looked around she could see Liesa on her knees with her face in Carina’s pussy and Philippa and Amalia eating each other out. She was left with Trudi and Lili whom she grabbed and pushed over the back of the nearest sofa. Keeping both women pinned in place, Eser lifted up Trudi’s dress, pulled down her thong panties and thrust her strap-on cock into the woman’s wet pussy. Once she was kept in place by the thrusting of her hips and force of her cock, Eser turned her attention to Amalia. That older woman had worn a pantsuit to the party and getting to her wet cunt was not as easy, but Eser succeeded, forcing her fingers deep into Amalia’s hot wet hole. After a few minutes she changed position, giving Amalia the strap-on and Philippa her fingers.

The party went on all night with each woman taking at least one turn with each other, eventually falling asleep in each other’s arms on the floor or on the settees, wherever they had managed to pass out.

Eser woke first and was overwhelmed by the smell of spilled liquor, old women’s stale perfume and the odor of cunt. She tiptoed out of the living room and into the kitchen to get herself a coffee.

‘If this is what my life is going to be like it won’t be too hard to get used to!’ She thought, thanking the stars for horny widows.