Date: Sun, 13 Feb 2000 14:23:21 -0800 (PST) From: Selena Anders Subject: margaret-28 I woke up early on Thursday morning, quite excited about the coming day. This was to be the first full day of the conference, with the first fashion show. At 2 o'clock EROS would be going head to head with the best in the world in the swimwear category. I carefully disentangled myself from the still-sleeping Alixia, and she stirred slightly as I gave her nipple a soft little kiss. I had a quick shower, brushed my hair and teeth, and put on a lace beach-wrap. Quietly, so as not to wake up the girls, I eased out of the hotel room and headed down to the terrace. I thought I should just check to make sure that everything was ready in our make-shift show-room, especially for the show coming up. But I was surprised when I arrived to find little Natalie standing in front of the door. "Hi Mrs... , I'm sorry, I don't even know your name! That was lots of fun yesterday! You left these hats behind." "Oh, thank you!" I told her, and it was true. Elizabeth and I had been careless and left the hats with Jessie and Alixia's convention tags at the beach house. "You can call me Margaret, and yes, it was fun for me too." "I knew where to find you because the hats say EROS, and your window says that too." Natalie went on. "What's EROS?" "The original EROS is the Greek god of love, the kind of love where two people do things like we did yesterday to make each other feel nice. The new EROS is a company that makes sexy clothing, so people can have more fun doing those things, and I work for that company." "Oh, you mean lingerie. I know all about lingerie. My mom buys tons of it for a big bunch of stores called Steinmetz, and Lori's mom buys all their swimsuits and sportswear. In fact, I bet you just came to our house yesterday to try to get them to buy your stuff!" "Well, I have to admit that I was sort of scouting the territory, but finding you was such a wonderful bonus!" I told her. "Why don't we go for a walk? We can wear Jessie and Alixia's hats. I'm sure they won't mind." Jessie's hat looked ridiculously large on Natalie, like a thin-stemmed mushroom, but she seemed perfectly happy with the arrangement. We walked toward the beach, companionably hand-in-hand, and I wondered whether teaching Natalie and her little friend about lesbian sex was going to screw up any chance of a good sale to the Steinmetz chain. Soon we came to the place Elizabeth had told me about last night. A long rocky promontory thrust out into the sea, and Liz had said there were lots of tide pools worth exploring. Natalie thought so too, and she let go of my hand to go dancing like a Disney-fairy from one stone peak to the next. I followed a bit more carefully, not wanting to twist an ankle on this important day. Suddenly, up ahead, Natalie stopped. Her uncharacteristic stillness intrigued me, and a few seconds later I joined her and my eyes followed hers. She was staring down over the edge of a deep depression into one of the famous tide-pools, where a young woman was standing in ankle-deep water. As we watched, the woman stretched and seemed to revel in the early morning air. She stood in perfect profile to us, wearing a blue, green, and white striped bikini. Her hands came slowly down to her sides, then seemed to rise of their own volition to cup and lift her ample breasts, and she began to rub her nipples through the bikini cloth. She seemed to be so enjoying her solitude that even a 12-year-old could catch on to the feeling, so Natalie whispered in my ear, "What's she doing?" I whispered back, "I'll explain later, but meanwhile, why don't you try to copy everything she does?" Natalie simply nodded her assent, as her eyes never left the woman in the pool. The woman seemed to be in her mid-twenties, about half way between Natalie's age and mine. Her full curvy figure reminded me of Rachel, giving me a momentary pang of missing my oldest daughter, whom I hadn't seen in over three days. The unknown woman played with her breasts for only seconds, before her hands moved behind to unhook her bikini top, then up to lift the behind-the-neck support strings over her head. The full-cupped top landed with a soft splash in the pool, as the woman's fingers returned to her breasts. Natalie had been wearing a short tube top that a grown woman would have called a head-band, and she imitated the woman by pulling it up over her head to drop it beside her. I glanced backward, and saw that the many rocks we had scrambled over now hid us completely from the hotel, and the only sign of human existence was across the water where Sue's boat was putting out to sea. I grinned, as my hands loosened the sash of my robe, and I joined the mystery girl and Natalie in playing with my nipples. A slight breeze ruffled my robe, and gave me goose bumps as I watched the girl in the pool fondle her D-cup breasts. She raised each one in turn to lovingly lick at her own nipples. "No fair!" Natalie whispered. "I can't do that!" I looked at her as she pinched her tiny pink nips, trying to lift them toward her mouth. "That's all right, sweety. I'll take care of it for you." I whispered back and moved to kneel before her. Natalie uttered a tiny gasp as my lips closed on one of her penny-sized points, and began to gently suck. This knocked my hat off, but I didn't care. My world contracted to the tender flesh of Natalie's chest, and the cool grey eyes that stared continued to stare at the girl in the tide-pool. My breasts pressed against the fronts of her thighs and into her crotch. Could I do it? Could I make my little friend cum just by sucking her tiny titties and thrusting my hard nipples between her thighs? My arms wrapped around Natalie and slid down the glorious flaxen cascade of hair to her waist, where my fingers hooked into her shorts and carried them and her panties down to the rocks at her feet. Natalie stepped out of her shorts and adopted a steadier stance with her feet wider apart. Meanwhile she kept a sharp watch on the girl in the pool. "She's putting her hand down inside her bikini bottom! My fingers reached around Natalie's skinny shins and lightly teased their way back up the insides of her legs. Softly I caressed the backs of her knees, the insides of her thighs, reaching back between her legs to touch my own excited nipple as it thrust between her slightly parted cunny lips. "She's taking her bikini bottom off!" Gently I urged Natalie's legs further apart to let my fingers spread her pussy lips wider, and expose her tiny clitoris to the thrusts of my hard nipples. I kept on sucking each of her nipples in turn, and was about to slide a finger into her virgin cunt, when Natalie whispered, "Look!" I abandoned my little friend's chest and looked around to where the older girl was still standing in the tide pool, but both parts of her bikini were floating away as she leaned back against a low flat rock, while her fingers were furiously frigging her pussy. "Do you think we should...?" she began to ask quietly. "Absolutely! She looks like she could use some help!" I whispered back. Natalie pulled off her hat while I slipped out of my robe, and both of us, totally nude crept down toward the young woman. We stepped into the warm salt water of the tide pool, and began to wade slowly toward the lovely young woman. What happened next is best told by the girl herself, as she read it to me from her diary a few days later.... __________ Hi! My name is Lesa, and today I met Margaret. I'm a reservations clerk at the coolest clothing-optional resort in the Caribbean. Yesterday was absolutely frantic, as we checked in hundreds of people coming for the lingerie convention. So early this morning I decided to go out to the tide pools to relieve the stress, before the place got to be crawling with tourists. I got to my favorite pool, and lay down for a moment in the warm still water, then got up on my knees and started to play with my boobies. I massaged them for a few minutes before deciding to get rid of my bikini top to play with my nipples directly. It felt so nice that I started to get really turned on, and slid one hand down inside my bikini bottom. At first I just let my fingers make little circles around my clitty, with the outer lips of my shaven pussy in between to keep the stimulation slow and seductive. But of course I couldn't just keep on going slow like that, and I had to start shoving my fingers deeper between my inner vaginal lips. The farther I started to reach my fingers into my cunt, the more my bikini bottom got in the way, so I pulled the second part of my bikini off and impatiently kicked it away in the water. I started going frantic as I sat back against a low rock to steady myself. I closed my eyes and jammed two fingers of my right hand up inside me as my left fingers began to directly rub my clitty. I started to really moan out loud and I was really getting into it when I heard this little splash. My eyes flew open and I looked up to see two people walking toward me through the pond. I could hardly believe it. One was in her mid thirties, the perfect picture of Aphrodite with long wavy auburn hair. It wasn't like she had especially big boobs or anything or any other extra-big thing about her. It was the perfect proportions of womanhood that made her into an instant sex goddess. By her side was the classic image of a virgin; with long blonde hair and big innocent grey eyes. She had almost no boobs, but a big adventurous smile on her face that seemed ready to greet the world (and me!) on any terms at all. This was a girl who would do anything to please, because she had never learned to be afraid. I loved them both on sight. They waded slowly toward me and I slowed down the pace of playing with myself. My fingers were almost at a standstill as the woman reached out to take my right wrist and lift my hand to her mouth. She turned it over, and slowly lowered her luscious lips to kiss right in the middle of my palm. Slowly she started to swirl her tongue around in circles, and I felt an electric shudder go all the way through me right to my clit. The little girl was almost as tall as me (I'm only 5'3") so she had to bend over a bit to press her lips between my D-cup tits. She wrapped her arms around my waist to pull me possessively to her as her young tongue began to climb out of the valley toward the hard nipple-capped peaks of my boobs. I gave up. I was going to the land of ecstasy whether I wanted to or not, and I wanted. The woman sucked my pussy-wet fingers into her mouth, licking them thoroughly as she stared into my eyes with a wicked grin. Between rolling her tongue around my index and middle fingers she murmured to me, "My name is Margaret, and this is Natalie, and when we saw you we couldn't resist. What is your deepest desire?" Now what kind of a question is that? I wanted to taste this woman's pussy, to devour it until it disappeared into my mouth; or until I dove completely into her vagina. I wanted little Natalie to suck both my nipples at once until I went crazy with lust. But most of all I wanted release. So I just answered her, "Make me cum!" "Don't worry, I promise we'll get to that," Margaret whispered, "but first you're going to have to help me out with something." Then she slid around behind me to stretch out on the big flat rock where I had been leaning, her body glistening in the early morning sun as she spread her thighs in open invitation. The lips of her completely smooth shaved pussy parted, giving a tantalizing glimpse of her clitty, and slowly drooling fuck-hole. When the goddess of love beckons, she who hesitates is a fool, so somehow I managed to disengage myself from the excited little Natalie, and kneel at the stone altar where my lover lay. My parted knees sank gently into the soft sandy bottom of the tide pool as I bent over to lick up the trickle of woman-nectar that was dribbling down from Margaret's vagina toward her ass hole. She moaned as my tongue swept up over her anus to intercept the errant love juice, and again as I went in quest of its source. She moaned even louder as I licked deeper and deeper into her fountain of lust. The sweet/salty taste of her and the voluptuous feel of her inner pussy lips against my tongue made me feel more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I wanted to drink of her and drink and never stop. Then I felt it. Just a tentative touch at first, as soft young fingers began to explore my own exposed sex. My mouth opened to cry out, but the sound was swallowed up as my tongue jabbed even deeper into the mysterious well of pleasure before me. My upper lip bumped firmly into Margaret's engorged clitoris, and I was rewarded by a pulse of rich fuck fluid flowing into my mouth. The fingers behind me slowly and carefully parted my inner pussy lips, and I could feel the cool morning air blowing gently down the valley between. I was so excited by the exquisite taste of the cunt before me that I managed to cry out the single word, "More!" Natalie took me at my word, and spread my pussy wider, then slipped an exploratory finger into my vagina. "Ohhhhh!" I screamed into Margaret's river of delight, and her hips quivered as even more delicious juice spewed forth. I desperately lapped up every drop my tongue could find before howling for "More!" Little Natalie must have thought I was calling to her, because she added a second, then a third juvenile finger to my cunt, and began to pound them in and out of me. My whole world went out of control! Margaret guided my left hand around her thigh, and her bucking hips demanded that my thumb massage her clit, even as I drank at her pulsating stream. My tongue made occasional side trips up to Margaret's clit, carrying the perfect lubrication of her spending to aid my pleasuring of that swollen nub. Then, I would again cry out for "More!" before plunging back down to the dark wellspring of her woman juice. And each time I called for "More!" the innocent little girl behind me would do as she was told, adding a fourth finger to my cunt, then finally clenching her little hand into a fist and ramming it with all her little strength into my exploding pussy. It was the most completely total orgasm anyone ever had, as all the sensations of my body were concentrated down to the eruption of fuck juice that erupted with a huge splurt onto little Natalie's forearm. At the same time, I guess I bit down a bit on Margaret's clit, and she screamed in her own climax, her final gush of fluid soaking my chin and neck, then flowing down my chest to drip slowly off my nipples into the tide pool. Silence descended, where moments before there had been screams of passion. The only sound was the nearby wash of the waves, and the gasps of two women trying to catch their breath. I was to weak to move, but little Natalie withdrew her hand from me, and seemed quite content to lick my cum-cream off of it as though it were a lollipop. Eventually Margaret sat up and spoke, "Thank you. I needed that." I managed to sit back and gaze at her, speechless, as Natalie looked up at her and paused in licking off her hand. "Do you want me to save some for you?" Margaret gave a deep throaty laugh, "Just a quick taste sweety. Then I think we have to be going." Then she turned back to me, "Would you like to cum with us?" I told her I needed to catch my breath, and hoped to see them again some time, and then Margaret and Natalie climbed the surrounding rocks, gathered a few clothes they had left, and disappeared. I stayed for a few moments, kneeling in that tide pool. My pussy could never have taken being fist-fucked by an adult, but the little hand of a young girl, was, well, Wow! _____ To the real Lesa, thank you so much for the inspiration of the photo of you kneeling in your bikini bottom in what looked like a tide pool.