Date: Mon, 24 Jun 2002 12:53:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Suzy Suburbanite <suzy999999@yahoo.com>
Subject: Getting Fucked By Mary/Getting-Fucked-By-Mary-6

(F/F, Adult Friends)

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction by an author
using the pen name Suzy Suburbanite. It`s a story of
lesbian sex, so if that offends you, or is illegal
where you live, or if you're underage where you live,
then you must not read it.  It is a work of FICTION.

Thanks to all who wrote regarding Part I, II, III IV
or V of Getting Fucked by Mary.

enjoy,
Suzy

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Part VI: Girls Day Out


Chapter XVIII

I heard something squeaky.  That's what woke me from
the most glorious night's sleep I've had in years,
even before the girls were born, years and years.  But
the squeaking noise woke me.

Mary was out of bed and she was speaking quietly to
the hotel employee who had wheeled the offending cart
into our room.  I rolled onto my side to look at the
pair as Mary was signing the check for whatever was
being delivered...I assumed breakfast, as I caught
wafts of maple and ham in the air.

The girl that delivered the food, and she couldn't
have been more than 20 or so, was staring at me, but I
was much to content to care who saw me in my lover's
bed.  I was a happy little camper and a happy little
slut for my Mommy to boot.

Mary caught the far away gaze of the young room
service hostess and flirted, "dear, if you don't leave
now, you may be eaten instead of the food."

`How wonderfully crude,' I thought as I rolled over;
exposing my bare breasts to our young guest.  "Mmmmmm,
yes dear, bring her here, I'll eat her until she cries
for mercy and signs over her checking account," I said
in a teasing, but sleepy voice.

The poor girl all but bolted from our room.

"First you flash her, and then you want to take her
money?" Mary scolded me, "tch, tch, tch, tch what am I
to do with you Kate," my darling lover said while
dropping her robe and crawling back into bed with me.

We kissed, morning breath and all, we kissed quietly
and tenderly.  Mary hugged me close to her.

"I am getting use to this very quickly Mary," I said,
feeling her soft, warm body against me.

"So am I darling.  So am I," Mary sighed.

"Well my little slut girl...breakfast is served," my
Mary jumped-up on the bed, shaking me awake and giving
me a firm swat on my bottom, "Up and Atom you naughty
dyke," she bellowed in her imitation of an army drill
sergeant.

I laughed and said, "no fair," but she dragged me from
the warm confines of the bed into a soft robe and fed
me what I can only describe as a robust breakfast:
pink grapefruit juice, two poached eggs covered with
Vermont Cheddar over a bed of perfectly crisp hash
browns, three thick slices of apple-maple bacon, wheat
toast, and finished-off with a narrow wedge of
honeydew melon draped by a paper-thin slice of Serrano
ham.  All this and a stunning, sunny Saturday morning
view of the river, the city beyond, and hot steamy
coffee to help make sense of it all.

Mary and I talked about the previous evening during
breakfast, what my emotional state was, what I liked,
what I did not like and where my mind was today.  I
was so happy to be where I was on this sunny
day...mind and body.  My mind was buried in her cunt!

"Mary, you've made me very happy," I said, "and very
aware of where I want to go with you.  You are opening
a whole new world to me.  You're showing me desires I
never dreamed that I could have."

She just smiled.  Oh, that million dollar smile.

"Mary, I love you!"

"And I love Kate."

"It's a bit after nine, and if we're going to be ready
for Shelby and Chrissy we need to get going," Mary
tried to motivate me, but all I wanted was to go back
to bed with her, to feel her naked body against me.

"Where are we going," I asked.

"We're getting manicures and getting your little pussy
waxed, and lunch, and maybe...if you're good...we'll
stop by and get your boobies done," my trusted mentor
said.

"My `boobies' done?" I questioned hesitantly.

"Yes dear, get little trainer rings in your nipples.
Would that excite you?"

I could only imagine, but after last night and the way
Mary showed me pleasure from my breasts that I hadn't
know in decades, I was ready to try.  I was turning my
will over to my Mommy.

"Yes Mommy, having my little nipples done will excite
me," I said, getting back into my little girl role.
All I could picture were Shelby's obscenely distended
nipples inside of those cages she wore last night.
`Yes, it was very exciting,' I thought.

"In to the shower with you," Mary said with the
gallant flair of an English King, and off I went.

"I'll lay out your outfit on the bed darling," Mary
shouted.

"Ok Mary." I said as I closed the door and used the
facilities.  Somehow it now felt strange not to have
Mary here watching.

Mary stepped into the shower with me just as I was
finishing.  She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and
chased me out, "no fooling around Kate...go get ready
now.  Oh, and darling, no need for heavy make-up;
we're just four girlfriends out for a Saturday of
errands and girly stuff.  Ok?"

"Ok Ma'am," I was so happy that I took the risk
yesterday.  I was just so happy with Mary.  I took a
few minutes to slightly dry my hair and dabbed-on some
lipstick and a bit of blush.  Mary was finishing her
shower, and I hurriedly popped my hair into a ponytail
and shuffled out of the bathroom as Mary stepped out
of the shower.  I saw her in the mirror watching my
naked bum as I left the room, so I pushed out my
rear-end and gave it a little shake, "Little girls who
tease like that usually end-up getting fucked dear,"
Mary shouted after me.

I stuck my head back in the bathroom, and watched as
Mary finished drying herself, "Promise?" I continued
my tease.

"You naughty slut," she said as she dropped her towel
and ran after me into the bedroom.  My lover caught me
after a brief chase and pushed me back on the bed as
we wrestled, and tickled and giggled and laughed.
Mary sat on my thighs and tickled my tummy and I
screamed and laughed and begged her to stop, "Please,
please, please...I can't take it anymore."

Sitting-up, still trapping my legs under her naked
body, Mary asked, "Do you love your Mommy?" in a
mischievous voice; hands poised to start tickling
again.

"Oh yes I love my new Mommy," I playfully responded
and returned her question, "Do you love your Katie?" I
asked, somewhat cautiously.

"Oh yes, I love my Katie very much," she said as she
bent to kiss and hug me.

I knew in was probably just infatuation, but I didn't
care.  I wanted my woman to possess me.  `How
beautiful,' I thought, `my woman.  It sounds so
right.'

"Darn it," Mary exclaimed, sitting up on my thighs,
"look at the time.  We need to get ready.  And, no
more teasing or I'll have to spank you."

With a sly little grin on my face, I teased, "Promise,
Mommy?"

"Oh you just wait deary, you'll get yours," she warned
as she happily jumped off the bed and skipped in to
bathroom.

Mary laid out a yellow sun dress; a strapless, white
demi-cup bra; a pair of sexy white panties; and--thank
goodness--a pair of flat white sandals.

Everything fit to a tee, `Wow, I look great,' I
thought while looking at the new me, the lesbian me,
in the mirror, "What a great day to be alive...and to
be a dyke," I chuckled to myself.


Chapter IXX

I answered the knock at the door, "Hi Shell, hi Chris!
 C'mon in," I invited my two friends into our room.
"Mary's still getting ready.  She should be out in a
minute."

Wow, Shelby's form was just as amazing today as last
night.  I had never noticed how large her breasts were
during the years I've known this woman, but standing
before me now--wearing tight blue jeans, white tennis
shoes, a tight blue t-shirt with a "superman" emblem
on the front; and large hoop earrings that drew
attention to her delicate neck--she was once again
proudly displaying those huge tits.  `I wonder if
she's wearing her corset,' I thought.

"Hey Mary," I shouted, "Chris and Shelby are here."

"Ok darling.  Hi girls," Mary shouted back from the
bathroom.  Peaking around the partially closed
bathroom door, Mary smiled and waved, "Shell, could
you give me a hand?"

"Sure hun," Shelby said, walking to join my Mary.

`What are those two planning,' I wondered.

Christina was dressed in a lacey, white, cotton and
denim skirt and matching off-the-shoulder, white
cotton top.  Here long, dark hair was down; fraVo her
beautiful young face, `Oh, to be 30 again,' I thought
enviously.  She had the whole romantic "Latin peasant"
look down pat.

Chris and I sat, looking at the view and chatting
mindlessly.  I told her how erotic I thought her piss
drinking was from the night before, and asked how she
discovered it.  She told me, and then also told me it
took her almost six years before she was really able
to drink it.

"It's just a matter of trust and desire over what you
normally believe is proper," she explained.

Mary and Shelby came out of the bathroom, and I turned
to look at Mary.  `She is so beautiful,' I thought, I
had to pinch myself to ensure she wasn't a dream.

Mary was wearing a sun dress also, but hers was a
light green and white floral print with wide shoulder
straps and a square-cut neck line.  My darling wore
flat sandals, much like mine, and had her hair down,
but pulled back off her lovely face.  One thing I did
notice different, her breasts seemed larger and her
nipples were visibly erect under the light-weight
dress.

"Ready girls?" Shelby asked, "Who's driving?"


Chapter XX

We took Mary's mini-van, "And to think I almost
brought the Lexus, but they don't make a mini-van
yet," she said.  That got squeals of laughter from
Shelby and me, (our children are in, or entering,
their early teens.) but Christina's son is still too
young to need schlepping around.

I turned in my seat and out of the blue asked Shelby,
"So Shell, exactly how big are those tits of yours."

This time everybody laughed.  Mary even glanced in the
rearview mirror and added, "Yes dear, do tell...I had
a hard time last night deciding between Kate's pretty,
pink pussy and your big jugs."  Chris, Mary, and me
all giggled.

Mary glanced at me and winked to let me know that she
wouldn't have passed on my womanly charms for
anything.

"Ok...Ok...fine, you joke all you want, but you try
carrying around tits like these for a week and see how
goddamned funny you think it is then," Shell was mock
scolding us.

"Oh my poor, poor Mommy," Christina teased, "but
doesn't your girl hold them up for you all the time?"

"Be careful girlfriend, or I may call your bluff on
that `all the time' thing," Shelby teased back.

"Seriously though, I've known you for what?  Ten
years.  And I never imagined you had such large
boobs," I really did want to know.

"34 F Kate.  Can you believe a 34 fucking F?" It was a
crude rhetorical, "and yes, they really do hurt in a
bad way most of the time...except when I'm with
Chrissy of course," she said while smiling at her
girl.

"Christ!" I blurted, "34 F?  Is it hereditary, or
what?"

"I guess.  One of my maternal Great Grandmothers is
said to have had super biggies like mine," Shell
teased us again by glancing at the front of her
"superman" t-shirt as she emphasized "super biggies"
for us by lifting those beauties in her hands.

We were all giggles, and I was already getting moist
thinking of playing with my friend and her big boobs.
`Oh God,' I thought, `I don't know if I can take
another day of continuous arousal.'  But damn, I was
sure going to try!  And try very hard.

The remainder of the short trip was spent bitching
about work, or our husbands, or the ignorant things
children do that make a parent laugh. (But, that you
had to discipline them for anyway)  We chatted about
how proud we are of our children and their
accomplishments at school and at home, and how much
fun it is watching them grow, and how scared we are as
they entered puberty.

"Paul wants to lock our girls in a convent until
they're 30," Shell said in false exasperation, "And
every time I try to talk to them, they're like, `oh
mom, we know all that stuff already' and I can't seem
to communicate.  I even tried to be more graphic and
we all just end-up embarrassed and not talking for a
day of two."

Mary was laughing, "I know, I know.  I am half tempted
to sit them down as say, `First, rub his thing;
Second, put it in your mouth and suck up-and-down;
third, swallow his nasty cum; fourth, when he says,
"suck my fucking cock you bitch whore," he is really
saying, "you're a beautiful girl, and I really care
for you;" fifth, never let him put his thing in your
cunny unless it is triple wrapped and sterilized; and
sixth, just fuck girls because they're more fun
anyway,' but I just can't seem to do it."

We all burst out into loud, uncontrolled guffaws;
tears of silliness streaVo from our eyes.

I was having the time of my life with my new friends,
my new lovers.  I felt a bit guilty that I would never
be able to share this with either my husband (would I
really want to?) or my best friend.

"Can you imagine your mother giving you that little
gem of advice in Junior High or High School?"
Christina giggled.

Chrissy continued, "Worse yet, when your mom catches
you "practice kissing" with your best friend, and
says, `I know you girls need to practice, but don't go
too far now,' after she clearly saw that Sherry's
shirt was pushed up to her neck, her bra was undone
with her boobs popped out and her nippies excited, and
my hand down the front of her pants, rubbing her
towards insanity, and my room totally smelled like
fresh, hot cunt.  SHIT!  What the hell is too far
mom?"

We all laughed and giggled.

"Well, at least you weren't sucking her cunt darling,"
Shell laughed

"And hey," she continued, "what the heck do I say to
my son?"

We all laughed again and happily teased Christina.

Our little troop of weekend dykes went laughing
merrily down the road.


Chapter XXI

"Where are we going?" I cried at Mary, as we pulled
into a very familiar strip mall.

"We're just going to a salon I know," Mary looked at
me quizzically.

"Oh, Girl...Friend." Shelby sounded happy, "do you see
Jean?"

"You bet girlfriend," Mary shot back.

I was shaking my head into my hands, thinking that
this can't be happening; Jean had been my hair stylist
for over five years.

"Kate it's Ok," I heard Christina say, "Jeannie is a
very special beautician whom I have known a long time.

"Chrissy introduced me to her," Shelby defended her
lover and herself.

"My first woman lover showed me this place," Mary
tried to explain, "Don't worry dear, everything will
be alright."

We entered the salon and were promptly greeted by Vo,
an attractive Vietnamese woman who is one of the
manicurists.  "Hello Mary," she started, and then with
some surprise, "Shelby?.. Christina?.." and with
visible shock and disbelief, "Kate?"

"Hi Vo," the other girls said in unison, each in turn
doing a "Kiss-kiss" socialite greeting.

"Kate?" Vo looked at me questioningly.

"Hi Vo," I said in a very small voice, not really able
to make eye contact.

Vo hugged me close and kissed my ear, "It's so good to
see you here on a Saturday darling," she had never
been that familiar with me before.

`Could she be...?' I thought.

She held me at arms length and smiled warmly,
knowingly at me.  She grabbed my hand and led our
group to the waiting area, "Jeannie is just
finishing-up with a customer," Vo said as she left our
group, "she should be right out."

Mary was now holding my hand to reassure me that
everything was fine as we waited for Jean.  Somewhere
in the back of the salon I heard women laughing and
clapping.  I sat nervously; absentmindedly staring at
the wedding band on Mary's hand, when I heard a very
familiar voice say, "Thank you Jean darling.  Having
you wax my asshole is always the highlight of my
month," I immediately looked up and saw my best
friend, and next-door neighbor, Carolyn.  I was about
to die on the spot when Carolyn hugged Jean very
closely and kissed her.  Not a light peck, but an
open-mouthed, tongue down the throat, passion-filled,
and sloppy, kiss.  They parted and Carolyn strode onto
the waiting area.

"Carolyn!" Mary and Christina exclaimed in stunned,
jaw-on-the-floor surprise.

Shelby and I looked at our partners with equal
surprise.

"Hi girls," Carolyn waved and blew kisses to Mary and
Chrissy, "eat any good twats lately," she said as
casually as if she were asking them about there tennis
game.

Not waiting for an answer from her shocked audience,
"Hi, I'm Carolyn Jones," she said, approaching Shell,
extending her right hand.

"Shelby.  Shelby McAllister," Shell said as they shook
hands and kissed cheeks.

"Oh right.  We met a couple years ago at a dinner
party at Kate's house," Carolyn said while giving
Shelby a quick once over, "You and your
husband...Peter?"

"Paul.  My husband Paul."

"Right, right.  Those are some big ol' tits
girlfriend," Carolyn said, as she brazenly reached out
and cupped the underside of Shelby's right breast;
lifting it as to test the weightiness.

"Just waiting for your tender lips dear," Shelby shot
back.

Carolyn then turned towards me, "And I know who this
little girl is.  Hi Kate," she hugged me tight and
whispered in my ear, "I guess we'll have some exciting
things to talk about," as she pulled back, she kissed
my cheek and felt me up.

`My God!  My best friend just caressed my boobs...and
I liked it!' I screamed inside my head.  Unable to
control my newfound lust, I grabbed Carolyn's face and
kissed my best friend, just as she had kissed Jean
moments before.

`Too weird.  Too, too weird,' I thought.  But at that
moment I had visions of me eating my dear friend's
hot, wet cunt, and loving every moment; every taste;
every whiff of her.

"Slow down hun," Carolyn admonished me, "we'll talk
later...I promise."

And she was out the door.  That fast.  She just turned
and went out the goddamned door.  `What the heck just
happened?'  I thought.  I was so stunned that I
couldn't quite remember where, or who, I was as I
stared at the empty doorway; feeling my little
treasure become hot with desire.

"Kate?  Kate?  Katie honey," it was Mary, gently
trying to get my attention, "are you alright dear?"

"Um...um...yeah.  Um...yeah.  Yes, I'm ok," I
stuttered.

"Do you know Carolyn dear?" Mary inquired.

"Yeah," I said dreamily, still staring at the door,
"Yeah, she's my next-door neighbor...she's my best
friend."

"Cunts and pussies, cunts and pussies, cunts and
pussies," Jean entered the waiting area singing
happily, "cunts and pussies, cunts and pussies.  I
love cunts and pussies.  Are you a cunt or a pussy
dear?" she giddily asked Shelby, "Or are you just tits
baby?" she teased and leered as she gave Shelby's
breasts a firm squeeze.

Shell enthusiastically played Jean's game, "I'm a
sweet cunt Jeannie, and you know it because you've
sucked it enough, you nasty dyke."

"Oh my, how right you are," Jean's face beamed and she
laughed.

"So," Jeannie said, pointing towards each of us in
turn, "Cunt, pussy, pussy..."

Mary stopped her and said, "Nope, I'm a cunt now."

"Good for you darling," and then Jean looked me
squarely in the eyes and cocked her head a bit asking
me THE question.

"Pussy Ma'am," I answer timidly as I noticed Vo and
Rita (one of the other manicurists) watching our game
from behind the partition.

"I would have invited you to a Saturday sooner if I
had known hun," Jeannie said to me while holding and
stroking my hand.

"Jean, she's new to this, so don't embarrass the poor
girl," Mary, my dear mommy, shielded me.

"How new?" Jean said, standing before me in her lime
green tube top, short denim skirt, impossibly high
white heels, and short, spiky, platinum blonde
highlighted dark brown hair.  Her nipples were clearly
visible through the knit top and quite erect,
displaying for all who cared to look her excitement,
willingness and randy state for girl sex.

I always thought it was the beauticians' costume; so
much for my ignorant conception of the air-headed hair
dresser.  She knew exactly what she was after...and
how to advertise for it and get it.

"Yesterday." Mary explained.

Vo and Rita where giggling as they watched the scene
play-out before them.  It was very obvious they were
aroused as they started to rub one another while
watching.  Christina and Shelby held hands and just
smiled--broad, bright smiles--as they watched me get
introduced to another old friend that heretofore I was
unaware was a lesbian.

`How is it I never knew these women are all gay...or
bi,' I thought, `how did I miss this for so many
years?' I thought of Carolyn...my best friend for
crying-out-load.

"Oh how Cool," Jean squealed her excitement, still
looking at me with knowing warmth that I'll never
forget.  She seemed to be very happy that I had found
this new adventure.

Jeannie started leading my hand under her skirt as she
spoke to my companions, "Wax and nails girls?" I felt
that she was bare under her skirt.  She grasped my
index finder and middle finger and guided them into
her very wet pussy, "Pump darling," she said, as if a
finger-fucking from her customers was a normal,
everyday occurrence, "Fuck my pussy...bitch," she
demanded.  Her cunt felt huge.  I was afraid that my
entire hand may be swallowed by her experienced hole.
As I moved my fingers into her treasure, she asked my
friends about what service she and her staff were to
provide that day and who would go first.

`This just can't be happening.  It can't be,' my mind
was a sea of doubt and desire.  I looked towards Mary
for some kind of guidance, or even rescue from my own
depravity.  She just motioned me to go forward with a
slow backwards wave of her hand.  I turned back
towards Jean and looked into her well-worn, but pretty
face.

"Jean, may I suck your cunt please," who said that?  I
looked at Mary as she rubbed my shoulder and she
looked back at me with a satisfied smile as she gently
pushed my head towards Jeannie's cunt, "That's a good
girl Katie.  Suck Jeannie's cunt," she said.
Continuing to guide my face to Jean's, now exposed,
pussy.

`My god, I said that,' I realized, as my lips were
pressed into the vagina of my hair stylist.

"Good girl.  Good, good girl Kate," Jean moaned as my
tongue caressed her hole and her button.

I pulled my mouth from Jean's cunt and looked at Mary,
"Mommy is this ok?" I asked in my best little girl
voice.

"Yes darling.  Yes.  Yes, it's very ok.  Keep sucking
Jeannie's pretty cunt hole," my dear teacher prodded
me on my path of lesbian submission.  Jean snickered
cruelly, looking down on my submissive form.  Her tone
sent a shiver up my back.  I realized that this woman
I was tasting would not be the gentle and patient
lover Mary has been...she scared me.  I knew that
given a chance, she would hurt my body.  That thought
excited me as I pressed my face tightly against her
wet hole and sucked and licked the best I knew how.

"Mmmmm... Mmmmm ... Mmmmm ...so good...so good...Kate
I've wanted you for so long," Jean groaned her desire,
"so fucking good you nasty bitch."

Sucking Jeannie while she was standing was really
tricky.  I had to crane my head and neck in ways that
were rather uncomfortable, but the moans I managed to
elicit from her were well worth the effort.  She
placed her hands on the back of my head and forcibly
pushed me into her wet cunt, "Suck it bitch, suck it
bitch," she demanded of me.

Her flavor was so different from Mary's.  She was
tangier, more pungent than my Mary.  Her cream coated
my tongue and mouth with her delightful essence.  I
couldn't imagine living without this flavor in my
mouth.

Then, as suddenly as it started, Jean pulled my mouth
from her pussy, "Enough slut.  You're not getting my
cum that easily."  And she pushed me away, lowered her
skirt and motioned for our foursome to follow her.

"You're such a naughty girl," Mary whispered into my
ear as we rose to follow Jean into the salon, "such a
naughty, naughty pussy," Mary said as if proud of my
wanton state of mind.  She kissed my mouth and
relished the new girl flavor on my lips.  "Such a
naughty girl," she reiterated, and I cherished hearing
my darling lover say it; again and again and again.  I
wanted to be her "naughty girl" forever and ever.


Chapter XXII

Jean led our group into the salon.  Shelby and
Christina were to get their manicures while Mary and I
were to get waxed.  Jean handed both Mary and I smocks
and asked us to change.

"I can't believe I just ate out Jean," I whispered to
Mary, "I've known her for such a long time."

Mary giggled lightly, "I'm happy to see that you're
getting into the swing of things this quickly dear.
How long have you known Carolyn though?  That really
intrigues me, because she was my first woman lover."

"You're kidding me, right?" I was really stunned and
excited by my lovers' revelation.

"Nope.  She was my first Mommy, but Carolyn likes to
seduce new, mostly straight women too often for my
tastes.  I really want a one-on-one relationship with
some fun play like last night and today.  But sex we
do together...as a couple," Mary explained.

"I like the sound of that...a couple," I leaned into
Mary and kissed my lover.  `A happy lesbian couple
exploring forbidden desires of the flesh together,' I
thought, `how beautiful.'

"Are you dykes ready yet," Jean shouted in the crudest
fashion, "I have a fucking business to run here."

Mary and I quickly finished changing, although I was a
bit disappointed that we did not hug our naked bodies
together before donning the smocks; Mary even turned
her back to me as she dropped her dress.  `Odd,' I
thought as I watched her naked bottom, `some time for
modesty.'

Jean had me hop up on a medical examining table
(`hmmm,' I thought, `these little tables sure come in
handy...') on all fours and flipped the back of the
smock up on my back so that my bottom was naked before
her gaze.

"Whew, what an ass Kate," Jeannie was making me blush
as I felt very exposed.

She opened my bum, "Just as I thought, shave the pussy
and ignore the asshole...sheesh.  OK, I'm gonna do
this side first, and then we'll get that nasty stubble
on the front."

Mary was holding my hand as Jean, true to her word,
put the warm waxing gel all around my anus and the
next thing I knew, I was letting out a yelp as all the
hair was quickly pulled from around my anus.

"Damn it Jean," I squealed, "Give me some warning
please."

"Oh shush.  Roll over little girl," she commanded.

I did as she asked and she put my feet in the stirrups
and looked intently at my pubic region.

"Completely smooth Mary?" Jean inquired of my new
Mommy, Mary.

"Yes," Mary instructed.  I could see that she was
excited watching me get this treatment.  I reached out
my hand and put it under Mary's smock to feel her wet
cunt.  Mary jumped a bit when I made contact with her
vulva and I started to lightly tease her puffy lips
with my finger tips.

"Wait Katie dear," Mary stopped me, "lay all the way
back.  I want to ride your face while Jean waxes your
pussy bare."

I eagerly got into position as Jean cracked open the
stirrups ever wider and Mary knelt astride my face
while slowly lowering her hot cunt to my yielding lips
and tongue.  I did my best to pleasure her sweet,
sweet cunt; I even tongue-fucked her asshole again,
which seemed to give her particular delight.  She was
much less vocal today than last night in the limo.
The sudden pain of having the hair removed from my
pussy made me scream, but not out, rather in...into
Mary's flowing cunt.  As I screamed and groaned, Mary
pressed her cunt harder onto my mouth; rocking her
hips against my face, making me wear her beautiful
scent.  After the fifth or sixth pass of the waxing
strips I felt a warm cloth gently bathing my now
hairless pussy and asshole.  I reached-up and held
Mary's hips as she moaned quietly and rocked her hips
gently across my searching, needy tongue.  My hands
searched for her lovely, pointed breasts, but Mary
held them in her own, not letting me touch her peaks
of warm delight.  I looked up past her bottom and
watched the small of her back under the smock and back
of her head rock back and forth.  She was lost in her
own world of lust, and I was so happy that it was me
bringing her this passionate release and satisfaction.

The wash cloth was removed from my pussy and the area
was lightly patted dry by Jean.  What Jean did next
threw me for a loop, but it was a very pleasant loop.
She started to eat me.

"Hmphh," I groaned into Mary's cunt as I felt Jean
spread my pussy open and lick from my anus to my
button.

"Doesn't she taste just divine Jeannie?" Mary asked
the beautician.

"That's good pussy baby," the ever-crude Jean
remarked, "but I just gotta get me some Katie
asshole," she stated as she dipped her face back into
my loin and started to lick and suck and tongue-fuck
my bottom.

"Oh my dear," I moaned lustily.  No person, man or
woman, had ever preformed this act on me before.  `Now
I know why Mary likes this so much,' I thought as I
moved my tongue back to caress my lover's anus.

Jeannie then placed a finger at my anus and started
gently rubbing around they ring of muscle as she
completely engulfed my pussy into her mouth.  She
gently massaged her finger tip in slow circles around
my bottom with the touch of butterfly wings.  I moaned
my passion into Mary's hot cunt, and then Jean slid
her finger slowly, millimeter-by-millimeter into my
relaxed, wet anus.

"Oh god Jean," I called-out loud enough for the whole
damn shopping center to hear me.  She was the first
person ever to put anything in my butt; I almost went
insane from the pleasure.  The sensations I
experienced were so intense, incredible, and heavenly.
 Jean increased her effort on my pussy as she slowly
fucked my bum with her gentle, long finger.

Mary climaxed in my mouth and over my face, flooding
me once again with her delicious cunt cream.  She
firmly held my hips down on the padded table as Jean
brought me pulsing into an anal and vaginal orgasm.  I
moaned through my climax which was not the short,
intense affair I was familiar with.  But, a long,
drawn-out climax--almost painful in its
intensity--that started where Jean's soft tongue
battered my clitoris and ended somewhere deep in my
bowels where Jeannie massaged my inflamed rectum.

`Heaven, absolute heaven,' I thought as I trembled on
the table, `Uncle, Uncle,' I cried in my delirious
brain.

Mary raised herself from my body and our altar of lust
and stood beside me; she kissed me gently on my pussy
and then on my lips.

"Oh no..." I said breathlessly as her mouth touched my
pussy, pushing her away.  I was too sensitive.  Jean
inched her finger from my rectum while staring me
right in the eye.  She got up from her seat and pulled
me into a sitting position, hugging me closely while
brushing my lips and mouth with her tongue.

I was burning with lust for this woman.  I wanted her
to do her magic again, and again.

"Now that's a pussy wax," I heard Rita giggle from the
doorway, I turned to see Shelby, Christina, Rita, and
Vo all grinning appreciatively for the sex show they
just witnessed.

"Next," Jean grinned, sucking the finger that had been
in my bottom and wiping her mouth clean of my essence
with the back of her hand.  I was still shaking on the
table and doing my best to smile at my horny friends.
Mary reached out her hand to help me from the table,
as Shell and Christina went to change into smocks for
their wax session.

"Mommy," I questioned, looking at Mary and surprising
Jean, Rita and Vo with my acceptance of my new role as
a submissive little girl to my lesbian mommy, "Mommy,
aren't you going to have your cunt waxed now?"

"No dear, not today.  I'm much too sensitive at the
moment," she answered while hugging me close.

"Awwww, I think they're in love," Jean said in a
crude, `smarty-pants' banter.

I just held Mary tighter and ignored our crude friend.
 Mary led me out to the manicure station and we both
sat to get our nails worked-on by Vo and Rita.  Vo was
with me and Rita with Mary.  I had trouble looking Vo
in the eye, as she sat and smiled at me, a knowing,
happy smile.

"Jeannie is very good at licking assholes, isn't she
Kate?" What an icebreaker.  I felt a blush from Vo's
words spreading over my face and body, while the other
women giggled.  I assumed they knew, as I now did,
that Jean is a champion, super dyke, asshole licker.
I joined in their giggles as we proceeded with our
manicure.

After about and hour, I had nice, short pink
fingernails, "Shit Vo, these are really short," I
exclaimed, looking at my nails that were trimmed flush
with my fingertips.

Mary raised her hands to show me her equally short,
pretty nails, "All the better to fuck you with my
dear," she said in a mock Big Bad Wolf voice.

The other girls giggled as they waved their fingers
for me to see that they all sported very short nails.

`I get it,' I thought, closing my eyes; letting my
minds eye see Mary's fingers pumping into me...Vo's
fingers...Rita's fingers...Jeannie, Christina,
Shelby...Carolyn, `Oh yes, I get it...or I'll get it,'
I smiled to myself.

We four happy dykes went towards the back where Chris
and Shelby were "getting waxed" and found Chrissy,
Shell, and Jean completely naked.  Christina was on
her back while Jeannie was on top of her in
Sixty-Niner.  Jean's big round bottom was up in the
air and Shelby was opening her bum with her hands and
her sexy head, with those large hoop earrings, was
pumping in and out between Jean's cleft, as she
tongue-fucked Jean's bum hole.  They were clearly
enjoying themselves as offered by the soft moans and
that slick, wet sound that I now knew as the sounds of
lesbian lovemaking.

Vo stepped-up behind Shelby and embraced her stunning
naked form.  Vo's hands cupped Shell's majestic,
pendulous breasts at the base and milked them firmly
towards her large, excited nipples, (that now sported
thick silver rings rather than the cage contraption
she wore last night) while whispering some desire into
Shell's ear.  Shelby broke her oral love on Jean's
anus to look over her shoulder at Vo and nod her head
up-and-down; smiling broadly and groaning the word,
"yesssssssss," to signify Vo to do as she please.  Vo
dropped to her knees and pried open Shelby's bottom,
and started her wet, sucking onslaught on my friend's
asshole.

"Vo taught Jean how to eat ass...she's VERY talented
with tender bottoms," Rita explained to Mary and me as
we raptly watch this young Vietnamese woman elicit
sighs and moans from my friend.

"Not bad for a 55 year old woman," Rita said,
gesturing towards the licking Vo; shocking both Mary
and me that this young-looking woman was well into her
50s.

We watched Chrissy buck her hips into Jean's face, as
Jean rocked her bottom into Shelby's mouth, as Vo
caused Shell to repeatedly thrust her bum out towards
Vo's soft tongue and sucking mouth.  The sight was
truly amazing.  Watching these women pleasure one
another was something that I will always remember,
`sex with a man was never this...filthy,' I thought
happily.  The look of satisfaction on Vo's pretty
face--covered in Shelby's sweet essence--as she patted
Shell on her bum cheeks and turned towards her
admirers and said, "Yummy," was just so erotic.

`What a slut,' I thought, `what an amazing slut.'

Rita and Vo offered to help us get cleaned-up and
dress, but I couldn't take anymore sexual stimulation
so early in the day.  I didn't know if I could take
anymore this weekend, I felt so week and satisfied.

Mary, Shell, Chris and I cleaned-up as best as we
could with the small hand sprayer in the dressing room
and somehow managed to get our clothes back in place.
We were all kisses and hugs as we departed Jean's
happy salon of physical delight.

"Where are we going for lunch," Shelby asked Mary.

"Oh Christ, we have to eat again," I said in pretend
annoyance after the workout my mouth just experienced.

All the girls laughed.

"But Katie, the weekend of our girl adventures has
barely started," Shelby taunted me.

"Lord almighty, have mercy on my pussy," I sighed
happily as I squeezed my thighs together.

Again, our happy crew burst into uncontrolled
laughter.


Chapter XXIII

We arrived at The Cranky Fisherman Inn a few minutes
before our 1:00 PM reservation.  The scenic riverside
restaurant was packed with bicycle travelers,
kayakers, people out walking the old barge canal, and
a bunch of "girls" out shopping on this bright,
beautiful Saturday.

`I wonder how many of these women just had the most
satisfying sex of their lives,' I thought while
scanning the terrace for faces I could recognize, and
hopefully avoid.

"One O'clock, Gonzales," my Mary told the hostess.

"Gonzales?" I asked.

"Yes, my husbands' name dear."

"Is he Latin?"

"About three centuries ago," Mary remarked.

"Ladies, if you'll follow me," our hostess led us to a
table with a glorious view of the surging river.

"May we see a wine list please," Shelby requested of
our server.

"Yes Ma'am, your server will be with you in a moment,"
the clueless young waif responded.

Shell grabbed her arm in a firm, almost sadistic grip,
"That's not what I asked you for now is it?"

"No Ma'am, I'll get you a wine list immediately," the
poor, dear girl answered.

"Shelby," Mary laughed, "you're so evil.  You could
see that young woman's lust for your control the
moment we walked in."

Cupping her large breasts in an obvious and brazen
fashion, Shell said, "These big tits of mine do have
there advantages."

Christina and Mary giggled and I just sat stunned as I
tried to burn holes through Shelby's thin t-shirt to
see her large boobs, and even larger nipples.

"mmmmmmm," I sighed unconsciously.

"I think Kate wants to nurse on my Mommy's boobies,"
Chris whispered, which caused another round of
silliness and giggles from our table.

We had a lovely, quiet lunch on the second terrace of
The Cranky Fisherman Inn.  We laughed and spoke in
whispers and implied body talk.  I was more relaxed
and at ease with these wonderful lesbian women than I
had been with anybody or any group of people in years.

The young hostess stopped by our table often to see if
"everything" was alright.  On her last trip, Shelby
asked her if she was in college, to which the young
woman answered, "No Ma'am, I just graduated high
school two weeks ago, but I'll be going to College in
the fall."

"Isn't that wonderful for you dear," Shell definitely
had her best "adult" condescending voice going.  She
reached out and lightly stroked the girl's bare
forearm.

"Yes Ma'am," the girl said trembling at Shelby's
touch.

Shell had the look of a predatory cat as she
introduced herself, "My name is Shelby, and you are?"

"Madeleine...Maddi Ma'am.  My friends call me Maddi,"
the small woman responded as if commanded by forces
beyond her will.

"Such a beautiful name, Madeline," Shelby was
obviously having fun, but I didn't know if this was an
attempt to seduce the flat-chested, young blonde girl,
or just innocent teasing for our benefit.

Christina leaned-over and whispered something to Shell
as Maddi and Shelby stared at each other.  Shelby
smiled at whatever Chrissy just said and nodded her
head affirmatively.  Chrissy was rocking anxiously in
her chair as she watched young Maddi.

Shell then introduced Christina to Maddi as "my
lesbian sex slave" and told the poor dear innocent
girl that, "we both want to fuck you senseless tonight
in our hotel room."  Shell pressed a piece of paper
into the stunned girl's hand, "Be there any time after
eight o'clock tonight darling."

The poor blonde waif turned pale and stepped away on
wobbly legs; her knees almost buckled as she bumped
into a chair while alternately staring at Shelby's big
boobs and the piece of paper in her hand, "Yes Ma'am."

"You're so bad," Mary whispered to Shelby, "she can't
be more than 18."

"I know, but she's just so darling.  I have to fuck
her," Shelby said.  Chrissy was blushing and biting
her lower lip, as I could only imagine the lusty
thoughts running through her head.

"I'll bet she shows-up tonight," Shelby wagered.

"Ten bucks," Mary challenged.

"You're on, ten dollars," the bet was called.

We finished our perfect summer afternoon lunch of
Dover Sole with julianned leeks and a touch of
flame-roasted sweet corn.  Shell ordered a Cigar and
port as her dessert, while the rest of our party
enjoyed cool lime sorbet and brie while we watched the
world move around us.  Shelby looked terribly funny,
acting manly in her blue jeans and t-shirt while her
table-mates sat demurely in pretty dresses--but
somehow very attractive as she puffed that stinky root
and slowly sipped her port.

My Mary glanced at her watch, "Its quarter-to-three, I
think it's time we take Katie to get her little
titties done," Mary proclaimed as we finished our
peaceful, perfect, horny lunch.


Chapter XXIV

I nervously held Mary's hand as we drove towards the
piercing salon.  I was afraid that this would be one
of those hideous tattoo parlors with bikers and the
like milling about.  We parked the mini-van and I
found that we were only a block or so away from my
favorite day spa.  I thought how nice it would be for
Mary and me to spend a long leisurely day of pampering
and relaxation.  `Note to self...'

We passed the day spa and two doors down stopped in
front of "Eli's Pins and Needles," which I always
assumed was a sewing, and sewing accessories shop from
the Victorian-style frou-frou visible from the street.

"Are you ready my darling Kate?" Mary asked.

"Will it hurt Mary?"

"Yes dear, wonderfully so," she replied and smiled
warmly.

"Yes Mommy, I'm ready," I said very quietly with some
trepidation.

We were greeted by an attractive heavyset woman in her
thirties, "Hi I'm Eli.  How may I help you ladies
today?"

Mary pulled Eli to the side and spoke in hushed tones
with the store's namesake.  There was a lot of nodding
and a few quiet giggles as Mary explained what she
wanted for my first intimate jewelry.  Mary reached
into her purse and handed the large woman something
that I could not see, but that I knew would give me
pleasure.

Shelby and Christina stood at a display case looking
at the various items for body adornment.  Chris was
enthusiastically pointing to something when Eli
approached me.

"Hi Kate, I'm Eli," she said, extending her hand to
greet me.

Eli was dressed in an attractive and professional
pants suit.  She didn't have rings through her nose or
any other visible piercings (other than a single
earring in each ear) that I find so creepy and
unsavory.

"It's nice to meet you Eli."

"Let's go chat somewhere private," Eli said, taking my
hand and leading me into her office.

Eli asked me a string of questions from a standard
form.  All about what led me to having my nipples
pierced and how I would feel if people other than my
lover knew of my piercings.  She asked me about
medical issues, "Are you allergic to..."  And, she
talked about the hazards of having this now sensitive
area of my body penetrated by metal devices and what
would be required of me to safely maintain my nipples
and breasts.  By the end of our chat, I was at ease
having this woman place these symbols of submission
and ownership into my body that my dear Mary wished me
to wear.  At that point, I realized that I was
"Mommy's Pussy" and I was ever so happy to wear my
Mommy's rings and my new label.

Eli asked me to strip naked and hang-up my dress in a
small closet in her office; she then led me, naked,
into the piercing room.  My Mary, Shelby, and
Christina were there, naked as me, but each wearing
varied sizes of nipple stretchers like Shell had
displayed the night before.  `What beautiful friends I
have,' I thought, unable to move my gaze from their
grotesquely distended nipples.

"Hop up Kate," Eli said, pointing to yet another
medical examination table...stirrups and all.

`Does every dyke on earth have one of these,' I
laughed to myself, `Shit, I may...but how...how could
I hide it from my husband and daughters,' I giggled
out-loud as my dear Mary took a seat close to my head.

"Lean back, and close your eyes while we prepare you
dear," Eli said.

I felt many hands on my body.  My friends and lovers
stroked and caressed me into a state of warm,
comforting bliss.  I felt warm, wet mouths ensconce
both of my nipples simultaneously.  My eyes opened to
see each Chrissy and Eli suck my previously
insensitive nipples deeply into their warm mouths.
Harder and harder they sucked; drawing my flesh and
blood into their world of experienced breast love.

Mary continually whispered into my ear, "I love you
Kate, I love you Kate, I love you Kate," as she
tenderly stroked my head and ears with her soft,
delicate fingertips.

Then, as if by command of my fantasies, I felt another
mouth descend on my body; directly to my exposed, bare
pussy.  I raised my head to see my long-time friend
Shelby licking my tender, pink treasure.

Soon enough, I felt something wet, cold and rough
scraping my left nipple, as the smell of antiseptic
filled the air.  As I grew close to my climax from
Shelby's insistent soft, mouth, my left nipple was
suddenly pulled sharply away from my body and I felt
the sting of the needle in my tit while Mary's mouth
kissed mine harshly.

"Nnnnnngggggggg," I groaned into Mary's mouth as the
needle pierced my tender flesh.

Within a minute my right nipple was pierced with the
same intense feelings, "Nnnnnngggggggg," I screamed
into Mary's mouth as Eli placed my new "wedding rings"
into my extended nipples.

"With these rings, I thee bed," my Mommy whispered
into my ear as Shelby's seasoned mouth brought me to a
gentle climax.  Chris and Shell both kissed me, and
surprisingly, the large Eli kissed me and
congratulated me on my bonding with Mary.  I looked at
my breasts with fascination.  My nipples now sported
miniature versions of the cages worn by my friends.  A
metal bar ran horizontally through each nubbie and a
small metal ring was pressed to the place where my
nipple met the areola, effectively keeping my nipples
in a permanently erect state.

Shelby gently cleaned my pussy and bottom with a warm
towel, as Chrissy and Mary got dressed.  Eli brought
my clothes into the room and helped me get dressed,
saying that I would probably want to wear a full cup
bra while my body adjusted to its new adornments.

"And remember dear, they will be sore and very tender
for awhile, so be gentle with them most of the time,"
Eli reminded me and winked at Mary as she emphasized
"most of the time."


-------End Part VI of Getting Fucked by Mary.


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