Date: Sun, 5 Dec 1999 16:05:28 -0800 (PST) From: Selena Anders Subject: margaret-17 Margaret-17 Saturday I finished fingering myself to a delicious orgasm as Jessie finished her story. "Mom! You're going to stain the chair!" Elizabeth exclaimed as she threw herself off the bed and began to lick up my fluids, starting at my anus and lapping up toward my open vagina. "So Mom, I think being shaved is really cool!" Jessie concluded. "How about you? Do you want to try it?" As I caught my breath, I considered the idea. "Elizabeth, sweetheart, that's enough. I love it, but I can't think straight when you're doing that." After a few minutes I looked at Jessie, "Yes, I think it might be very nice. Would you like to shave my pussy for me?" For the first time, Jessica looked unhappy. "I'd love to Mom, but I'd be so nervous that I might cut you. I think you'd better get somebody who's done it before. How about Linda?" "Maybe, but I don't have another invitation to the Sapphire Club." "I know!" Jessie said, "I'll ask Rita, the lady who gave me that great leg massage the other day!" She leaped up and ran out of the room, leaving me bemused by her enthusiasm. I looked at Elizabeth, "How about you?" "No thanks Mom. Somebody has to keep the family dental floss." she grinned. Jessie came back in the room and announced, "Rita says you should go on over! She'll be happy to do it for you." "How did you know her phone number?" I asked. "Easy, her last name was on her phone bill in her front hall as I left the other day, and she's in the phone book. Now what should a classy woman like you wear to her own pussy-shaving party?" I allowed the girls to take me and and bathe me, and powder me. They paid special attention to my nipples and pussy. They didn't want my pubes to go unclean to their execution. They dressed me in a hot pink business suit. I was glad of the suit jacket, since under it was a sheer blouse and a demi-cup pink lace bra with half of my nipples peeking over the top. The bra had a matching garter belt that held up white nylons. I didn't have any pink shoes, so they made me wear my white patent 'fuck-me' pumps with the 3" heels. .They treated me like a five year old being sent off for the first time to kindergarten. But their good-bye kisses were anything but motherly, and all four lifted my skirt for a final grope of my naked ass before sending me out the door. I found the house easily, only five blocks from home. The door was answered by a pretty blond in her early twenties, obviously Rita. "Well, aren't you a pretty bit of cotton candy!" she comented as she looked me up and down. "Follow me!" She was dressed simply in a sleeveless white cotton top and black miniskirt. As I followed her up the stairs I admired the way the hem of her skirt swayed at the tops of her lovely tanned thighs. Already I was getting wet with excitement. We entered a bedroom where there was an old ornate iron bed, painted white and covered in a pale blue cotton quilt. Rita flopped herself down on the bed and regarded me. "Margaret, before we get on to the shaving, there is something I need you to do for me." "Certainly dear, what is it?" I replied. Rita leaned back slightly against the pillows and raised one foot onto the bed. She lifted her skirt to show me her fine-combed French-cut cotton panties. (*) "I need you to lick my thighs, slowly, from my knees all the way up to my pussy." Slowly I fell to my knees between her widely parted thighs and reached out to caress her lovely legs. "No hands! Just lips and tongue!" she corrected me. So I began to worship Rita's inner thighs with my lips. I moved my tongue in lazy swirls up her soft flesh and back again. She leaned back further, closed her eyes, and started to purr like a cat. Switching every few minutes from one thigh to the next, I closed in relentlessly on my goal. Playfully, I tried an experimental little nip, just the tiniest of love bites. Rita's gasped as her eyes flew open, but she didn't ask me not to repeat it. Then my nose, my cheek bones, my chin each began to brush against her panties as my tongue sought ever more intimate places. They were made of the softest cotton in the world. It became a sensuous delight to rub my face against that alluring fabric, knowing that at the same time I was massaging the treasure within. Rita's purring rose to a steady moan, punctuated by little whispers of "Oh, Yes!" The aroma of sex oozed out of soft cloth. She was getting as wet as I was. "Lick me!" Rita gasped. "Lick my panties!" Eagerly I obeyed, sucking the cloth full of cunt cream into my mouth. I forced my face hard against her clit and vigorously shook my head, shaking those panties like a terrier shakes a rat. I even started go growl into the warm wetness of Rita's crotch. "Yes! Just like that! Do me!" Rita's cries echoed in the room as I masturbated her with her own underwear clenched in my teeth. They got wetter and wetter until her orgasm exploded in a screech of climax and a gush of cum that totally saturated her soft cotton panties. Slowly I released my pressure on her pussy, then sat back on my heels as I watched Rita's little tits heaving up and down inside her soft cotton top. "Strip for me." she said. I stood and let my hands glide up the front of my jacket, releasing the few buttons along the way. With a suggestive grind of my shoulders I opened the jacket to reveal my nipples peering over the top of my bra, and through my transparent blouse. "God, you're a sexy bitch!" she told me. "Take off the skirt next." I turned away so that Rita could watch my hands reach behind my back to lower the zipper of my skirt. Slowly I lowered it and let the waistband of the skirt fall open to reveal the crack of my ass. I gave her a few slow grinds of my hips, then began to bend over and slowly lower the skirt to the floor. I could feel her eyes on my exposed cunt as I bent over for her viewing pleasure. I stood up and started to unbutton my blouse as I turned around to face her again, but as I was about to remove it she told me, "No, leave it on." Rita's voice was husky as she went on, "Let's go get you shaved. Come with me." She got up from the bed and took my elbow, guiding me down the hall to a spacious bathroom. "Lie down there on your back." Rita pointed at a thick pink fuzzy bath-mat. I obeyed, and watched as she took a bowl of water, an old-fashioned bowl of Yardley's shaving soap, an equally ancient soft shaving brush, and a modern Lady Schick, and placed them all on the floor between my parted thighs. "Now you just relax," Rita told me, then she knelt down on the floor over me in a 69 position! Rita's cum-soaked panties hovered two inches over my nose as I heard her swirl the brush in the water and then in the soap. Then I felt the soft hairs of the brush gently slide up and down my pussy slit. Around and around my cunny the brush swirled, exciting me beyond belief. The soap felt cool and fresh and stimulating. Of course from than position I couldn't see anything but Rita's cotton clad crotch, but the feelings cumming from between my thigs were incredible! That soft brush teased my cunt lips open as I spread my legs as far as they would go. I was just starting to squirm and wriggle my hips in delight, when Rita told me, "Hold still now." I froze, my hips raised in the air, and began to feel the strokes of the razor, all seeming to be headed straight for my clit! I did everything I could to remain immobile, slipping my hands under my hips to hold them up. I held my breath, and my absolute stillness just seemed to magnify the erotic wonder of what was happening around my sex. The razor seemed to float across my pussy, and I never knew where it would touch down next. Sometimes soft fingers caressed me down there, brushing gently against my inner pussy lips, or my anus. I was totally turned on, and Rita knew it. She was openly playing with my pussy as she slowly and carefully performed her task. The stroking of the razor ceased, and I felt something soft and cool against my mound. Rita's tongue slithered so beautifully around my slit, cooling and soothing my skin. The slippery feel was so wonderful that I gave myself up to her oral ministrations. Her lips closed on my clit, unimpeded by any pubic hair, and brought me to a crashing climax. Skilfully her tonge caught my cum and slathered it all over my pussy. "Quick! Pull my panties off!" she insisted as she cooperated by lifting her hips. We were two women with cum-soaked slippery cunts, and Rita quickly shoved the shaving equipment aside. She sat down and slipped her left leg under my right, while her right went over my left. "Closer!" she demanded, and we mashed our pussies against each other. The feeling of another slick hairless cunt against mine was absolutely mind-blowing. We fucked each other like two bitches in heat, screaming our lungs out. The lubrication from our two cunts seemed unending, until eventually we exhausted ourselves and fell limp on the tiled bathroom floor. I left Rita there and made my way back to the bedroom to collect my clothes. As I walked out the door I reflected that I hadn't gotten to lick Rita's lovely shaven pussy. Ah well, that would have to wait for another day. ========= To the Lovely Real Rita, that (*) in the middle of the story was for you. It is the moment of that wonderfully sexy photo you sent me. The moment I saw it I wanted to bury my face in your panties, but the best I could do was let Margaret do it. Kisses, Selena