Date: Tue, 16 Oct 2007 08:50:14 +1000 (EST) From: maria berlesconi Subject: back to real life The first night home after my weekend away with Liz had been an ordeal. I'd stayed overnight at her place, quite obviously, I shouldn't have done. I should have gone home and the obscene dream I had and which I wrote about in a "girls night out" probably wouldn't have occurred or if it had it would have occurred in private. However, it's too late now, I did sleep with Liz and the dream did occur and she knows all about it. The weekend away was absolutely fabulous with Liz being her usual sexually demanding self. I'd taken care of her sexually to the best of my ability and, I hope, satisfactorily but certainly without complaint. She had been a seductress continually prancing and preening herself in front of me like a bird trying to attract a mate. I knew that lots of people, especially men, had kept their eyes glued to her. Why wouldn't they? The swimsuit she'd worn had only just been there but she'd only paid attention to me. The sex had been wonderful with her playing her part as the submissive female but occasionally I allowed her to satisfy her needs in making love to me. I like it when she kisses my pussy but I consider my major obligations are in making sure that she's definitely fulfilled. Her actions allowed me to exhibit my dominance so that my expectations were met too. By the end of the end of the weekend it was a wonder she could `cum" at all, I'd made her `cum" so often, sometimes with my mouth and lips alone, sometimes with my fingers, mouth and lips and on the odd occasion we'd even squeezed my nipples inside her pussy. Well, one of them at a time of course. Mind you it had not been all one sided, for almost the whole weekend my pussy had been on the brink of orgasm. It had only needed one of her kisses, where she pressed her body against me, to make me want her again. As we'd parted on the Monday morning she'd asked me I was happy with the way things had gone. What could I say apart from if she'd given me anymore I'd be lay flat out on the floor with exhaustion. School on Monday was not easy for either of us. I'd had to dash home from her place in the morning firstly to get my uniform and answer my little brother and sister's questions about where I'd been all weekend. I couldn't tell them that I'd been chasing my girl friend all around a cabin until I'd caught her and made love to her. Whilst she hadn't taken any of my classes I'd seen her in the corridor and we'd had a brief chat and she did ask me if I'd go home with her after school. I promised her I'd ring my mother and ask her to bring over some clothes for me. I'd hung around school for a while until the other students had gone home then I went to where Liz parked her car and letting myself in with the key she'd given me I sat back and waited for her. We didn't kiss, only to be expected in the circumstances, but drove straight to her home. I hope nobody saw us driving away together. At the flat I got out of the car first and opened the door, let myself in and went straight to the kitchen. I knew Liz would want either afternoon tea or coffee so I started to get prepared. As I stood at the kitchen bench preparing she came behind me putting her hands round my waist and asking me to turn around. She initiated the kiss lifting her hips so that her pussy was practically touching mine; if we'd been naked I guess they'd have `shaken hands'. I told her to cut that out, I expected Erica at any moment. I'd taken the liberty of asking her to bring over some clothes for me. It would really be a better idea if I brought some clothes over here, I didn't want to have to ask Erica each time I wanted something besides which Liz had bought me some rather nice underwear and I didn't particularly want Erica seeing what I'd got. It was rather seductive!!!!!!!! We'd finished our drinks by the time Erica arrived and when Liz opened the door for her I could hear a conversation although I couldn't make out what they were saying. These two women are getting far too chummy and I'm not that sure that I like the idea of them being too friendly, I'd rather they were distant, I'd feel more at ease then. Erica didn't stay, she chatted for a few minutes and then left to collect the kids from one of their schoolmate's places. I noticed that she was nicely made up and I'd said to Liz that I thought she fancied her. "Don't be damn silly", she said, "she probably wears make up everyday". I had to concede that it was true. You rarely saw Erica without make up and neither did you see her when she wasn't tidily dressed. With her departure we lounged around sipping our drinks until such time as Liz said, "do you know, I quite often see Susan's panties in school. I've never seen yours under your uniform but Susan loves to show them off, you can bet that at sometime during the day she'll be sat with her legs in the aisle between the desks and her skirt will be pulled right up". Susan's one of my friends but I didn't know she "had a thing" about girls. If I'd known she wouldn't have got near Liz although any fighting over her would have brought the school principal on the scene like a tornado. But, I'll make sure to keep my eye on her in future. Maybe I'll have to give her a touch up sometime to see what she does, who knows, she maybe a nice alternative for a lonely night. After those thoughts about Susan I answered Liz saying "Sorry, I was a million miles away". Well she said, "Comeback here I want you". When I joined her on the settee she put her hand on my thigh and started to push my uniform back up my leg and said, "Sorry I did that, I'm being presumptuous, I shouldn't take liberties like that should I"? Cheeky bitch, she knows as well as I do that uniform panties are the thing, anything fancy gets you in trouble because the school is adjoined by the boys school and wearing panties like those that Susan wears are regarded as "interesting". That means they are definitely "out" can't have the boys getting horny too but Susan apparently didn't believe in following school rules. Erica had brought some very attractive clothes and among the clothes she'd brought for me were some very nice panties and one of my very favourite bras, it was one with lots of lace on it and under a suitable blouse it showed very nicely. I went to the bedroom to change into fresh clothes and whether by chance or design the blouse Erica had brought for me was really too tight. When Liz saw it her eyes had lit up and I heard a little intake of breath as her hand had reached out for my breast until I smacked her hand reminding her of what her position in this partnership is. She'd withdrawn her hand only for me to take it up again and slip it down inside the neckline of the blouse. The thing she called me was not very nice, I'm a fucking tease according to her, you would think a school teacher would find better words to use than "fuck" although she knows it excites me when she says it. The blouse was really too tight for me and I wondered if Erica had an ulterior motive when she picked it out. My nipples, especially after Liz had her hand in there, were stuck out like two bullets. When I leaned forward though the front of the blouse fell forward and gave Liz a nice view of them. After Liz had played with my breasts for a minute of two she said, "You do know she fancies you" but I said, "Rubbish, it's you she fancies, why do you think she's so anxious to come over here". A minor friendly discussion followed about whom Erica wanted to be with, was it me or was it Liz? In my opinion she definitely wants Liz, whenever she comes over here she doesn't seem to be able to take her eyes of Liz breasts or her backside. Liz however, thinks Erica is enamoured of my youth and frankly it's an erotic thought especially after the recent dream I had about having a sexual encounter with her. Sometimes just thinking about her has me, I confess, a little wet around the panties so perhaps I have a deep desire to sleep with her. It wouldn't be a hardship, she is lovely but I'm not about to foul my nest here with my Liz. Apparently I slipped into reverie again and Liz asked me "Did thinking about mummy get you horny darling, hum? Your nipples are showing through your blouse even more". My girl is not stupid and she could see the result of my reverie and leaning forward she'd kissed me reaching for my breast. I was trying to deny it but I'm afraid the blush on my face, my swollen nipple and the lustful look on my face must have really given me away. "I think I'd better get you into bed for an early night hadn't I"? The thought of Erica's touch on my breast had done more for me than I would care to confess to and I was in the mood to be fucked. My response to her kiss had been to return her kiss but with more abandon making it quite clear that I was in the mood for some really serious fucking by her. "I'm going to take care of you" Liz had said and taking my hand she led me to the bedroom where a neatly made bed awaited me. Kissing, for what seemed like ages, had me even more aroused and I desperately wanted sex. She teased me even more when she said " I think we'd both like Erica wouldn't we"? How could I tell her that I'd written stories about wonderful sex with Erica as my submissive partner? In those stores she'd almost begged me to fuck her and I had done making her my own devoted "slut". When I'd become aware of her love trysts with Madeline I'd wanted to fuck her even more. Now after removing all my clothes Liz laid me on the bed and stood and admired me. I guess she was admiring me because if she wasn't it could only be because she found the sight of me naked funny. She'd moved to a position near the mirror as she undressed giving me almost two views. Her breast, as she unfastened her dress and then her bra, was showing in the mirror and I could see it in silhouette directly. Eventually her breasts were bare and she started on the skirt of her dress, unfastening the belt and then the buttons down the front. As it fell to the floor I had the wonderful view of her backside, what a wonderful smooth curve from her waist to her upper thighs and the torment was added too by the tiny little panties she was wearing. Boldly she turned to face me as she pushed the panties down to fully expose her pussy. Kicking off her shoes and then catching her panties on the tip of her toes she threw them off with them landing on a photo on her dresser. Now, almost naked, just stockings on her legs, she came to the bed and as she lowered herself to me she whispered in my ear "you don't need Erica my love I will fuck you just as often as you want and you can fuck me whenever you want". The kiss, when it arrived, was delivered with wet open lips, very soft and holding herself on her arms she sank so her nipples were just touching mine. Almost immediately my nipples grew again and whilst I would have liked to pull her down to me I realised that she was going to show me that apart from being submissive she also knew a thing or two about taking care of other women too. She kissed me with those soft wet lips so many times I couldn't count, I just couldn't get enough especially as she continually moved her nipples against mine. Smiling at me each time she moved her lips away from mine she kissed me on the nose, the eyelids, the ears, the throat and then my shoulders. Each kiss added to the sexual suspense and when with a little sigh she moved to take one of my nipples in her mouth again I rewarded her by lifting my hips against her but her hand came down and pressed me back to the bed. "I am nowhere finished with you", she said as she gently sucked my nipple in her mouth but she had to rest herself from leaning on her arms and lying on her side she leaned across me with the nearest nipple to her in her mouth. Her free hand continued to tease and pull my other nipple and when I went to congratulate her on her skills she closed my mouth with hers, leaving my nipple for just long enough to stop me from speaking. Now, my nipple is back where it was and now I know not to speak, just lie back and enjoy her skills. Reaching over me to suck the other nipple let one of hers touch me again and I tried to bring them closer together but she wasn't letting me have my own way, she pushed my shoulders back to the mattress again. As you can imagine I was just about at boiling point but she hadn't even touched my pussy yet. Her right hand, now that it was no longer needed to caress my breast, was slowly making its way down my body, touching, feeling and stroking and then putting her fingers in her mouth and wetting them she dragged those wet fingers down my body. Frankly I was absolutely in awe of her skills and her now wet kisses moved down my torso moving back and forwards from just under my breasts to almost at my pussy but only almost. I still have not been told whether this girl is an experienced lesbian or not but she certainly shows sufficient skills to let me know that she's not only experienced but also she's been the aggressor on many occasions. She moved away from me so I could see her face. Was it a smile I could see or was it a leer? Which ever it was, it made me realise whilst I was principally the master it only happened when she wanted it to. She has conceded, in the past, to being demanding but said she's more than prepared to take care of me whenever the occasion demands. I was so aroused and when she left me alone for just a few seconds I tried to grab her but she'd only turned around and now her bottom was in my face and her tongue was between my legs telling torturing my pussy. Unfortunately I didn't have a pillow under my head so I couldn't get to her. At the first touch of her tongue on my clit I'd arched my back responding to initial "tingle of the tongue on pussy syndrome? Meanwhile, her pussy had been practically staring at me but again when I went to reach for her she moved herself just out of reach. All I could so was to kiss the inside of the back of her thighs, I enjoyed it but as you may well imagine not what I wanted. In between sucks on my clit she said, "Still think I want Erica"? When I said yes she removed her tongue from my clit and said "I beg your pardon, what did you say"? This continued until I came to my senses and said no. Her response had been "I believe you, you don't want her, you only want me". "That's better", she said diving down on my clit again and with one final suck of it I filled her mouth with my creamy juices. "Now that you've capitulated you bitch", she said, "Come and fuck me as you're supposed to do". Having relieved me of my wants I now had the inspiration I needed. I turned her around so she was in a position to let her breasts hang in my mouth again and gently licking them I inserted my fingers deep in her pussy. With a sigh she sank down on my fingers saying, "honestly darling, you are the best fuck I've ever had" and as my mouth wandered around her breast it was accompanied with a series of little "oh fuck, that's great". I know I can be terribly stupid at times, why would I keep carrying on about her wanting Erica when she was either with me, in school or Erica was with me or the family. If Liz and I weren't together I'd almost certainly be at home with Erica. Erica would have to be Houdini to be in both places at once. It would be more to the point as she said, "You have more opportunity of fucking Erica than I do". She was right of course, I do have every opportunity, we live in the same house, I know she's a lesbian and I also know that whenever she comes over to Liz's place she looks at her as though she wants to eat her. So, is it Erica I should be worrying about? I think she'd jump into Liz's bed at the very first opportunity but I've got to put all of this out of my mind or else I will go out of my mind worrying about it all. Whilst all of that had been running through my mind I'd continued tormenting her breasts although I probably hadn't been giving them my full attention. She realised that I wasn't concentrating and told me to concentrate on what I was doing and not go daydreaming. I knew I'd been caught in this reverie although I thought I'd covered it pretty well but now, having brought myself back to the present I put my hands to work. My fingers slid into her pussy but came almost straight out again as I took her juices and salved my mouth with them. Not only lubricating myself but tasted them with relish. Hearing and seeing my mouth slicking my fingers clear of the fluid seemed to settle her down again and I felt her relax pushing her pussy. Telling myself to pay attention to the job in hand I moved myself down her body taking her clit in my mouth and sucking it gently. When she did orgasm it wasn't the usual frantic movement of her body on the bed it came more with a gentle sigh but nevertheless there was lots of my favourite tonic on my tongue. An completion of the sexual act she got off the bed complaining that I hadn't done it properly but I would next week and when I'd asked why she told me she'd made a reservation at the holiday resort we'd been to the other weekend. She'd made a reservation for a week but we could possibly get the second week too as the couple who'd booked it had only done so to keep it for themselves in case they could get away from their business. She'd told the proprietor that we'd happily refund the other couples deposit if we could have the second week too. Imagine how I felt, I'd have this luscious woman for two whole weeks, what a thrill. When I got back home I set to work getting all my nice clothes together in readiness for our holiday. Enough clothes for two weeks could be a problem though, I didn't think I had enough nice clothes for that long but ringing Liz had dismissed my fears because she told me they have a laundry there. That's good, it meant I only had to take enough for a week and then put them through the washing machine for the next week. But, it's not clear yet whether we have two weeks or just the one. Liz had said she'd ring the resort again to see if anything had happened but unfortunately the couple had been out of their office so she didn't get to speak to them. We, or at least I, were a bit frustrated with this uncertainty but Liz had said, "darling, relax, if we can't have two weeks let's settle for one and enjoy ourselves. Goodness, you'll at least have me for one week and that's got to be better than nothing". She said, "Frankly, if it's only for a day I'll be satisfied to be with you, just think I'll be in your arms for you to kiss to your hearts content". She was right of course, that's why she's the teacher and I'm her pupil, being with her just for one minute would be better than nothing at all. I don't know about you when you're packing to go away, I take everything out of the case or bag a million times checking over everything asking myself questions like "will she like this or would she prefer me in that". Goodness, I drive myself silly with my doubts but she solved the problem by coming over and helping me sort out my clothes. When we'd finished I went to kiss her and she stopped me saying "I'd feel a bit of a cheat kissing you in your own house, I'd rather Erica knew what we were doing first. Yes, she knows we're lovers but we've never done it here and I think she should give us her blessing before we even contemplate doing that". Right again, when will I learn, but I guess just the sight of her or the very presence of her gets me so aroused that I want to leap on her right away. Pushing me away she said come over and stay the night, I promise you won't regret not forcing the issue now". However, in the meantime, there was still schoolwork to think about but it would only be a few days before I put my school uniform on for the last time then the girls would take great delight in writing their names all over the uniforms before they were either consigned to the garbage or into plastic bags in the wardrobe. I'm sure mine will be saved, Erica is a bit of a `softy" like that. That evening would be the start of me wearing grown up clothes for the rest of my life. Although Susan and I had a bit of an argument about Liz we were still friends and we'd often spoken about what we'd do with our old uniforms, she'd threatened to wear her dress pulled up so short that the boys across the road would be able to see her panties in full for the very first time. I'm not quite so confident, but yes, I'd show a bit of leg and perhaps a bit of breast but not for the boys, it would be for Liz to see. I'd sit in the front of the class, directly in front of her dais, with my top opened as far as I could so she could see my little lace bra, the one she'd bought for me and hopefully when she saw me her jaw would drop to her chest. Oh how I'd like to jump up on the dais and kiss her as sensuously as I could in full view of the other girls so they'd know that Miss Liz is mine, all mine! The end of the week came so slowly that I was champing at the bit for the whole week but Liz made sure I kept up with schoolwork but she managed to sneak in a little comment about Friday. I got my orders to go over to her place on the Friday after school and she'd totally undress me and then dress me in something suitable for an ex schoolgirl. I worked very hard at school all that week and on the Friday the girls were out in force with marker pens signing autographs on their friends school uniforms. Susan tried to circle my breasts but I thought that was a bit too much even for me but one thing I did notice was Liz keeping a close eye on me as the girls all kissed each other. We finished early as you could imagine and I waited behind for Liz to pick me up, neither of us now cared if we were seen which really was a silly attitude because of Liz' position as a teacher. She drove home with my hand on her thigh and her dress practically opened to the waist and when we pulled into the drive way she kissed me full on the lips. Oh, was that a sign of how things were going to be in the future? Whilst not in full view of the public we held hands quite openly before she pulled my arm around her in a girly submissive position turning a little as she did so her breast was pressed quite firmly against mine. Was that a precursor to the way things were or are going to be? I, as the more dominant partner, unlocked the door and let her enter before me. She went directly to the bedroom, of course I followed her inside just in time to see her open the wardrobe and take out this most gorgeous dress. "Try this on" she said "but before you do put these on, I stared at the dress and the absolutely desirable underwear lay on the bed. "Shall I leave you alone" she asked but I wanted her to help me remove my uniform for the very last time in my life and I wanted her to dress me in the kind of clothes that, hopefully, I'd wear for the rest of my life. Ever so slowly she unfastened the blouse of my uniform and removed it, next the school bra, then my skirt and then my panties until I stood naked in front of her. She pulled out a chair and asked me to stand on it and taking out paper and pencils she'd done a quick sketch of me stark naked. But, she hadn't finished, after the frontal piece she done one from each side and then one of my back. I practically orgasmed looking at them, I had no idea she could draw but when I asked her for them she told me they were here for me to see whenever I came here, that's if I didn't decide to live here with her. My god, live here with my darling, but I don't think I can, I still need the support of my mother to get me through university that's if my examination marks are good enough to earn me a place. Helping me down from the chair she showed me first the panties, nothing to them, just whisper light nylon lace that were almost perfectly "see through" but so tiny. Next, the bra, seemingly plenty of support there but a negligible amount of material, how on earth it was supposed to cover me I have no idea, just my nipples barely covered. She'd bought me a suspender belt too and to go with it the most adorable lace top stockings that when she drew them over her hand were barely visible. She helped me with the panties and it felt so seductive as she slid them up my legs to my bottom where, when she reached there, she tugged gently to make them sit just right. The bra was next, she stood behind me helping me, help I didn't really need, delivering my breasts, which were now quite firm and nipples erect, into the cups. The cut was beautiful and despite the lack of material I felt so supported. She led me to the mirror and I thought if it wasn't me I was looking at I'd have an orgasm just looking at this disgustingly beautiful underwear. I sat on the edge of her bed to put the stockings on but she wouldn't let me hurry, she made me take my time letting my hand slither them up my calves, over my knees and on over my thighs. She had to touch them when I arrived almost at my pussy but I pushed her hand away telling her "it's too early for you to make me "cum" in or on them. Eventually the dress, her tastes are just perfect, it fitted so closely, the neckline so low and the skirt so tight across my bottom. I paraded around the room examining my self from every angle, the way my breast showed if I leaned forward a little, the way my skirt rippled across my bottom when I walked and how it ran up towards my panties when I sat down. I ran across the little room to kiss her but she said "careful, we don't want to spoil things before everybody's seen you in it". Disappointed that I didn't get my kiss but appreciating what she said until I thought who is this "everybody" she's spoken about. But by now, she'd disappeared into the bathroom and I could hear the shower running. Thinking that I may get to touch her pussy under the shower I went into the bathroom but she "shooed" me away. When she eventually came out fully dressed she looked very nice too but in my moment of conceit I thought I looked much better. Cocky little bitch aren't I? "OK, let's go". No indication of where we were going but she led me out to the car where I had to pull the skirt of my dress up to get my legs in. The skirt rode up quite nicely for me as I sat and I noticed that Liz didn't complain. I thought I recognised the direction we were travelling in and when we arrived at my house I wondered what was happening. Just at the moment Erica came out also dressed so nicely with her little black dress on. She jumped in the back seat and we took off. At first I didn't recognise the direction we were travelling in but shortly I did, we were going to that restaurant about forty-five minutes away, you remember, the lesbian place. Everything was apparently going to come out in the open tonight. We ordered dinner and while Liz went to talk to the manager Erica and I danced. Almost without thought I'd, as usual, adopted the male stance with Erica in the female position. At this time the lights were still full on but as we danced the lights went low and things started to happen. Erica pressed her body against me and against my better judgement I responded letting my thigh move between hers. Did I apply the pressure or did she? I could feel my thigh riding against her silky dress or was it her panties providing the "slip" as my thigh caressed her pussy. That bitch Liz was stood over by the counter talking to the manager and occasionally glancing over at us as we were slowly melding together. Whatever had happened she'd been responsible, the lights never go low this early in the evening and it had been she that had suggested we, Erica and I, should dance together. Putting two and two together I came to the conclusion that it had been Liz that had orchestrated the situation. When she came back to the table at the end of the dance I took her by the hand and led her on the dance floor holding her the same way as I'd just held Erica. "What the fuck's going on Liz" but I didn't get am immediate reply so I asked her again but she told me it should be obvious to a young woman like me but, she had me in a daze, I had no idea what she was talking about. Before the dance was over she led me off the floor and when we returned to our table she let go of my hand and took Erica's. The two of them went out on the dance floor and Liz adopted the same stance I had, the male, and pulling Erica to her they'd danced slowly around the floor never being separated for a second. Was she trying to tell me that she was giving me up in favour of Erica? I really had no idea what was happening until a little later when in a booth close by a threesome were sharing kisses with each other. Returning to the table Liz put Erica between us but reached across to kiss me but during the kiss I saw her hand disappear inside Erica's dress. I thought we had a greedy bitch in our midst but she took my hand and placed it on Erica's other breast. Now my brain started to click into action as she took Erica's hand and placed it high on my thigh. Oh fuck, is this what I think it is, the start of a nice "threesome" with my mother as the `slut"? If I'd ever been excited before then it had never been like this, the thought of three of us in bed together with me as the dominant person was too good to be true but if it did happen then that's the position I was determined to be in. After dinner we danced continually, either Liz or I dancing with Erica and on each occasion either one of us practically enveloping her in our arms and when we got back to our table sharing kisses galore. Erica was definitely in her element, her breasts were heaving and she continually turned her head expecting one of us to kiss her and she was never disappointed, either one of us was there ready and waiting. Dancing with her was an absolute joy as she melted into our arms with our thighs pressed closely together. On one occasion the two girls went to the toilet and frankly they were quite a long time in there, could something have happened? I think there must have been some action of the lesbian kind they were both very flushed when they returned. I think at least two of us were wondering what was going to happen when we left there but Liz seemed to be in control of this event and we returned to her flat. Without any discussion she kissed Erica directly in front of me and then with a smile invited me to do the same. I went to kiss her but she pushed my head away, she deliberately turned me towards Erica, obviously she wanted me to kiss her. As I was kissing her Liz' hand was reaching to unfasten Erica's top and believe it or not, that bitch of a mother of mine was trying her best to help Liz without stopping the kiss with me. The kiss ended and the breasts were exposed and both Liz and I stood and admired them, they were lovely with delightful brownish pink nipples stood proudly before our gazes. Considering that these breasts had fed two sets of twins they were in wonderful shape. Liz led the way, bobbing her head to take one of those delightful protuberances in her mouth and at the same time pulling my head forward with her hand to help me take the other one in my mouth. Erica was practically sobbing with delight and I, especially after finding out she's a lesbian, had lusted after her for quite a while. I'd found out that she was having an affair with Madeline, a girl from my school, so everything I found out about her secret life from then on just made me more and more excited. It was perfect joy sucking on one of her nipples and when Liz reached across letting me know she wanted a kiss heaven was in sight. After sharing a kiss or two directly in front of Erica's face she tried to pull both of us up to her lips but I got there first and took the majority of her spittle from her tongue leaving very little for Liz but she apparently didn't care, she enjoyed the kiss anyway but while she was kissing Erica I had four breasts to play with, which one or two should take. I decided on Erica's breast back in my mouth with one of Liz' breasts between my fingers to tug on. This playing with breasts seemed to excite the women even more and Erica in particular was having trouble catching her breath, with passion in my opinion, not for any other reason. So I moved my mouth from her breast down her body. She made a half-hearted effort to stop me but her heart wasn't it in, rather than stop me she opened her legs wide letting me see her delicious lace panties. Frankly I very nearly orgasmed then, they were not wet as I would have expected them to be but they were practically at the stage where if I'd taken them off her I could have wrung them out and filled a bowl with her juices. But rather than doing that I took her panties between my teeth and pulled, they stretched just far enough for me to push them to one side exposing her pussy. Liz had a beautiful pussy, other women I've been with have had beautiful pussies but this one, it was my mothers and it wasn't a family boast when I say it was the most attractive one I'd ever seen. Now wonder other women wanted her more than once, one look at that part of her anatomy and they'd all orgasm in concert. It came as a complete surprise when Liz said she was ready for bed and it was time for us, Erica and I, to leave. I was very disappointed because I'd expected that all three of us would go to bed together and here we were getting shunted out of Liz flat. We were reluctant to leave but leave we did and once we were in the car and a little away from Liz place Erica stopped the car and explained that it had all been a set up to get us both excited and then send us off home together. Fuck, this means that Erica is ready for me and this time it wouldn't be a dream it would be the real thing. Realising what would eventually happen tonight I laid my hand on her thigh and felt a corresponding separation of the thighs and even in the darkness of the car I saw the look of anticipation on her face. When we arrived home she drove the car round the back of the house, unusual, she usually leaves it in the drive way so what was different tonight? Ah, she wanted an immediate kiss and I was in no mood to refuse this delicious woman her desires. We kissed for quite a long time outside the house in the dark so our movements were not to be viewed by others but I needed more and led her inside. She moved to the kitchen sink to fill the kettle for supper but as she stood there I made my first sexual advance in private. Her bottom looked so beautiful and after the way we'd danced earlier I guessed there'd be no objection to an assault. Grabbing her buttocks in my hands I told her to turn and as she did her bottom slithered through my hands stirring a very exciting sensation in my pussy. Pulling her to me I went to kiss her and got a complete surprise when she opened her mouth for me and when my tongue slid in she took it between her teeth and teased it with little nibbles on it before running her tongue along it transferring her saliva to me. As the kiss finished I said "Oh fuck, that was wonderful". Erica replied that "there are many more where that came from" and she opened her mouth again saying, "Well, what are you waiting for". Putting her mouth close to my ear she repeated time and time again "fuck me, fuck me". That's a phrase that Liz and I use frequently because we've both found it increases the level of our arousal but hearing it from your mother is enough to make you want to explode with passion consequently my hand went straight to her pussy and digging my fingers in I thrust again and again with each thrust getting a wonderful response from her as her bust rose as her excited breathing became deeper and deeper until it sounded as though she was trying to fill her lungs before deep diving. Letting her free from my arms I grabbed her hand and dragged her to her bedroom not stopping to let her sit on the bed I dragged her blouse from her shoulders ripping it in the process but I needed her breasts totally exposed to me. Another deep kiss and my hands went around her back to unfasten her skirt letting it drop to the floor and trying not to fall over I kicked it out of the way. Almost naked but not yet quite there I pulled her panties down kneeling at the same time but first of all I gave her a kiss on her pussy. Fuck, her panties were soaked, had I done that or had Liz and I accomplished it. But, should I worry who'd done it? Frankly I didn't care, all I knew was that her pussy was soaked and I was kneeling directly in front of it and now all my dreams about her were going to come true. My tongue gently stroked its way from the bottom of her pussy to the top and as I reached there I got her first "spurt". My lips were now soaking wet and I wondered if she had any preferences? Should I stay down here licking her or should I stand and start again with her lips? I decided I could always go back to her lips so I decided to stay where I was kissing and licking her gently at first and then building up speed and pressure until she cried out for me to do what ever I wanted to do. I was getting more and more deliriously excited thrusting my tongue in her faster and faster and rougher too but gaining lots of pleasure out of the sounds that were coming out of her mouth. She stumbled back to the bed and now I lifted her knees level with her chest exposing everything to my gluttonous eyes, what a lovely arsehole and pussy, I was quite undecided as to where to go first but never having even seen her arsehole before I decided that it, just for the moment, was the more interesting. Kissing it gave her lots of pleasure if the moaning was any indication. My tongue protruded and poked itself at her delightful "ring". I poked at her gently at first and then as she relaxed harder but my tongue wasn't really stiff enough to penetrate so I slid my fingers in her delightfully wet pussy gathering her juices on my fingers as deep as I could and then when they were nice and wet and soft I slid two in her arsehole. Her hand came to meet mine and holding me she helped me regulate the speed of penetration continuing for several minutes until I took my fingers out and wetting them again I returned with, this time, four fingers. She struggled with the entry until such time as she reached my hand again and with a sort of screwing motion she entered all my fingers deep in her anus. Slowly at first and then with a little more speed she controlled me until she held my hand still and the penetration was caused by her bucking her arsehole onto my fingers with each penetration deep inside her she cried out as she had her perfect orgasm before I could lower my head to her pussy to gather up her juices. I did catch some of them on my face on the way down and what was left around her pussy I took in like a connoisseur tasting wine. The taste was definitely modern, the aroma (if that's an expression wine buffs use) was scintillating, the texture was well what can anyone say about a woman's `cum" other than it's heavenly and the quantity was, I'd guess, more than I could have consumed. Her body was still giving me little shudders, or was it shivers, as the nerves around her most important part of her body settled down to normal so when I crawled up her body to face her I was thrilled at hearing her breathing still quite ragged and her eyes closed. My kiss made her eyes open and seeing me leaning over her brought a smile to her face. Making a kissing shape with her mouth drew me down to her lips again and as our lips met she was saying "oh, what a fuck darling". That was the kind of compliment I needed and wanted. But now that I'd done what I'd wanted to do for ages we would need to discuss what to do about us and especially for me what I'd do about Liz. She saw that I had something on my mind but she said don't worry, I won't interfere between you and Liz but it would be nice if you could `squeeze" me in occasionally. She explained that even though I knew about Madeline I didn't know that there was another young woman in the scene, a girl called Holley, but she didn't tell me anymore but I could guess that her short absences had lots to do with this Holley. I was much relieved because I didn't want to give up on Liz but the occasional love session with Erica would be wonderful and that's how we stand at the moment. Liz is my woman but on the odd occasion when it's obvious that Erica or I need something like immediate relief it's nice to know we have each other. When I dressed I didn't bother to wear panties or a bra and the skirt I wore together with the blouse almost shouted out "fuck me" they were so short and tight and I didn't bother to wipe my pussy, I liked the wet feeling around there, and naughty me I didn't even wipe Erica's `cum' from my lips. Mind you I imposed conditions on her too, her pussy was still wet and without panties, her breasts were hanging free with no bra and her lips were still shiny with the "cum" I'd transferred from her pussy to her lips. I chose her clothes to wear, or at least for the little while before we went to bed, we couldn't sleep together in case my brother caught us. The skirt was an old one, very short and tight and the T shirt was an old one of mine that if it had been any thinner would have let her nipples poke through the material. If our styles of dress didn't keep both of us hot for a few hours then I didn't know what would. Suffice it to say that seeing her dressed like that would be very tempting for me so would it happen again???????? You bet!!!!!!!!!