Date: Mon, 24 Jan 2005 14:25:18 +0000 From: Willow Maples Subject: Me and Michelle-part 2 A few years after college, Michelle and I were both working at decent jobs, single but with lots of casual "boyfriends", and still great friends. So we decided to share an apartment together. My lusty feelings for her came back even stronger than ever, now that I was seeing her morning, noon and night; watching her getting washed for bed in the bathroom, walking around in her underthings, walking around in the morning in her nightie or housecoat... She was beautiful and I longed for her, but I didn't want to scare her away. Now Michelle was quite sexually active, and she often came home from dates, telling me what a great guy she had met, or what fabulous sex she had just had, or what a jerk the guy was. She was irresistibly funny, and I wanted her so bad... Strange thing is, she never asked me why I wasn't out chasing guys like her. I think, deep down, she knew the truth. Finally, I set a tender trap for her. It was quite simple. One Friday night, while she was out partying, I left my copy of "Gallery Girl Next Door 1992" (with the black cover) lying on the coffee table in plain sight. (By the way, I LOVED that magazine - it was full of beautiful, natural looking women, not fluffed-up models. These days, I gt my thrilss on the 'net). In the drawer in the end table in my bedroom, I had my instamatic camera ready and waiting... Michelle came home, loud, silly and half-drunk. She hadn't had sex that night and hadn't had it all week (I kept track) so I knew she'd be horny. She picked up the magazine and said, "Willow, what are you doing with this?" I said, "It was in the pocket of the suitcase I borrowed from my parents. My dad must take it on his road trips..." "Oh," she said, thumbing quickly through the magazine. "There are some really gorgeous women in there," I said. "I swear some of them could be movie stars in a few years..." When I said this, she stopped thumbing quickly and slowed down, actually looking at the pictures. I was standing off to one side and could see that she was pausing to look at the sexy girls... the hardbodies with the nicely trimmed pussies. "Y'know what? I wanna try that!" I said boldly. "Try what?" she asked. "I wanna try posing. I wanna take my picture and put it in that magazine. The thought of having all these guys out there getting turned on by my picture turns me on. The idea that they are stroking their cocks and cumming while looking at ME is kinda cool..."" I took the magazine from her hands and flicked it open to page 33, and showed her a woman named Mary. She looked exactly like me; same face, hair color, same size tits, same everything. "Look at her," I said. "If she's sexy enough to be in there, then so am I!" "Well, Jesus, whatever turns you on, I guess," Michelle said. "Then take my picture!" I replied. "Come on, follow me." I took her hand and led her into my bedroom. I pulled the camera from the drawer. "Just hold on a second while I get undressed," I said. She stood there awkwardly as I stripped down, and I'm sure I caught her glancing at me in the mirror a few times. When I reached my bra and panties, I said, "Do ya think I should wear something sexy?" "I don't know," she mumbled. "What have you got?" "This... and this," I said, pulling a sheer black nightie and a red see-through bra and pantie set from my closet. "Uh, go for the black see-through," she said. "That way, you can hide something if you want to..." "Here hold these," I said, giving her the frilly underthings. That gave me an excuse to stand very near her as I slipped everything off. I stood within arm's reach of her, my breasts standing high and proud, my cunt going all sloshy and warm. I cupped my breasts in both hands and tweaked the nipples between thumb and forefinger, watching as goose bumps rose up around the nipple. "Gotta make my nipples hard," I said breathlessly, "just like they are in the magazine." I slipped on the black nightie, which hung open like a vest (I didn't bother to tie it shut). "Here's the panties," Michelle said, holding them out. "No... I think I will go without," I answered. "I am going to show my pussy. In fact, I want my pussy to be kinda sparkling wet like that one," I added, pointing to the magazine, which lay open on the bed. Michelle was in a kind of trance. She gave the magazine a lingering look, as if she was choosing new colours for the kitchen. While standing there, I reached down and began stroking my pussy, sliding my index finger between my labia. Michelle actually heard the squishy sound and asked, "What are you doing now?" Her voice was husky. "I'm getting it wet... like in that picture... remember?" I answered, trying to sound casual but really starting to groove on the idea of touching my clit while Michelle watched. Oh, I was getting soooo horny... I opened the magazine and looked at the girls. "Okay, let's start with this pose," I said, moving to the bed. I sat up on my knees with my arms behind my back, so that my nipples jutted out brazenly against the sheer fabric. Oh god, I was hot. I could feel the heat and wetness on my leg, where it touched my crotch. "Now?" said Michelle nervously. "Go ahead," I said, and she snapped the first shot. I tried some fairly modest poses, all with legs closed and tucked modestly under my butt, breasts partially obscured by the nightie. After five or six shots, I slipped off the nightie altogether, without saying a word. Michelle kept clicking. Then I picked up the magazine again. "Here's a hot one," I said wickedly. it was a girl lying back with her legs open, one hand down on her pussy, with a fingertip holding her pink lips wide open. "The guys will love this. Come in for some close-ups now..." I reclined on the bed, lying on my back. I put both hands on my breasts and stroked the nipples, just as I would when jilling myself. It turned me on so much to have Michelle watching me do this, on a pretext that was still rather innocent. "Kneel down by the bed," I said. "Get in close." When Michelle was in position, I slowly started opening my legs. Then I stopped and said "Snap one now." I opened a bit more, and said the same thing. "Move closer," I squeaked, and she did. She was now about a foot away from my cunt. All the lights in the room were on, so she could see every detail of my pussy clearly. Finally I opened my legs all the way, just as she had done for me many years before. I could feel my labia separating and falling wife open, and I'm sure I could feel moisture trickling out. "The girl in the picture was touching herself, right?" I asked. Michelle glanced to her left and mumbled yes, her voice so deep it cracked in places. I reached my hand down and started feeling myself, rolling my engorged lips around in my fingertips. I looked at Michelle. She had lowered the camera and was now staring at my cunt. I found my clit and began rubbing in circles around it, just as I had done to her so many years ago... A look of recognition came over her face, as if she suddenly remembered. Michelle smiled, then moved even closer. "Willow, you play with yourself the same way I do," she mumbled in a gravelly voice. "The same way you taught me..." "Yeah, I will never forget that day," I replied. "Jesus, this is turning me on. Can you see my clit?" "Yup," she said. "It's kinda tiny, isn't it? Is it sensitive?" I didn't say anything, just pressed two fingers against each side of my cunt. This opened my lips wide and more fully exposed my clit. It was an invitation for her to find out... but would she accept? Sure enough, she reached out tentatively and touched me with her pointer finger, directly on my clit. A shudder rippled through my lower trunk, and my ass raised involuntarily off the bed as I moaned deeply. "Does that feel good?" she asked, tracing little circles around my clit. I could only moan in reply. "Oh, here's something I like to do..." With that, she lowered her finger slightly to my lips, and began flicking it between them, up and down, very quickly but ever so shallow like. I shuddered again, opening my legs even wider and thrusting slightly against her fingertip, aching for her to go deeper. "Your pussy is gorgeous," she whispered. "You smell amazing. Can I taste you?" I couldn't believe my luck! I had planned to suggest taking pictures of her in the nude and approaching her seduction from that angle. I had planned to be the first to lick and kiss my way up and down her body. And here she was, turning the tables, playing with my pussy first! She was already mine! Of course, I didn't mind this turn of events in the least... "Yes, please," was all I could say. She held her face above my pussy, drinking in the smells, and I could feel her hot breath on my clit. Then her tongue came out and lapped me from ass to clit, sloppy like a big puppydog. It was the first time a woman had ever licked me and it felt amazing! She kept licking me, faster and faster, using the tip of her tongue half the time, and the full width of it the other half. I came pretty fast because I was on the verge of coming before I even lay on the bed. And I came in shuddering spasms, hips bucking up and down like crazy. She kept her tongue pressed flat against me through my orgasm, letting me choose how fast and how hard I pressed my cunt and clit against her face. When I was done and lying still, she put her tongue all the way down, starting at the pink nub of my ass, and slowly licked upwards, running her tongue across my dripping slit and hard little clit. I know she must have got quite a mouthful of juice from that. She crawled up and leaned on her elbow next to me. She didn't say a word, just moved in and kissed me quickly on the cheek. Her hand found my cunt and slipped a finger deep inside. Ohhh, I was not far away from a second cum. "I think I always wanted to do that," she whispered. "To lick you like that. But a part of me was scared and anxious... I always told myself it was wrong and blocked these thoughts, whenever they came into my head. Thank you, Willow, for breaking through that... for showing me the way... just like when we were small..." She leaned in again and kissed me, this time full on the lips. I kissed her back, and the tips of our tongues danced around each other. When we broke off the kiss, I pushed her onto her back and said, "It's my turn, Michelle. I am going to kiss you and lick you all over and make you feel real good..." She didn't stop me, just watched quietly, as I began unbottoning her blouse... The end... for now. willowmaples@hotmail.com