Date: Thu, 30 Aug 2007 08:42:29 +1000 (EST)
From: maria berlesconi <topendmaria@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: short shorts part 2

Hopefully I'll get some responses that will either
encourage me to continue or else give me a couple of
pointers in a future direction for the story.

The story is called SHORT SHORTS part 2 and the author is
Maria. My e-mail address should you wish to correspond is
topendmaria@yahoo.com.au

Liz and I sat at the kitchen table eating supper with
something I've not had in years, it was hot chocolate and
didn't I enjoy it. Liz said, "It will give you strength".
Now, why should she be concerned about giving me
strength? I thought what I'd done to her before now
should have told her I had plenty of stamina and perhaps
the one that needed strength was her. Suddenly it struck
me that perhaps she'd said that so I could be warned that
she was a very hard girl to satisfy. I know I'm not one
of those girls with limitless energy but I'm not bad,
lots of sport had built me up to quite a sturdy
character. Running didn't do anything for me, it seemed
like a waste of time unless you were actually running
after a ball or an opponent.

I didn't expect to run after a ball in bed nor did I
expect to have to run after her. If she tried any funny
tricks on me she'd get a damned good belt on her
backside, I don't like girls who like doing stupid
things. Do I sound aggressive? I don't intend to, I just
know what I want and how to go about getting it. She'd
asked me if I'd like to shower first but I said only if
you get in with me to which she'd answered "there's not
much room", that wouldn't matter, we'd be closer together
wouldn't we? She came in the little bathroom with me and
when I started to undress she decided that she'd help me.
Preferably I'd rather do it myself but she had such a
look, sort of a little girly look that I relented and
stood patiently while she pulled and tugged getting
things off. To make thing a little more difficult for her
I kept turning this way and that way making her reach
across me touching my breasts and then I'd turn the other
way and she'd end up with her hands on my bottom.

Why are you being such a bitch she'd asked and when I
stuck my tongue out at her like a naughty little kid she
grabbed it with her teeth and pulled me with her out of
the shower and almost falling in the bath. Fortunately
we'd fallen back on the toilet still with my tongue
between her teeth and frankly I couldn't pull it out or
else she'd damn near tear it out of my mouth by the
roots. I was in a compromised position, forced to her
will. She took my tits in her hands and squeezed them
hard. I was unable to do anything at that stage in case
she pulled even harder on my tongue but one hand let go
of my tit and she stuck it between my legs, not as far as
she could but just clear of my pussy.

I was getting a bit anxious about my tongue and she
relinquished her grip on it telling me that whilst she
was mine she also had a will of her own and she wouldn't
let me tease her too much. With that she took my hand and
led me back to the shower, standing me under the warm
water she stood outside the little shower recess and
soaped me up with her hands. I turned round and let her
soap up the area of my body that I usually spend a lot of
time on, my breasts. It was easy to see my nipples
growing before our eyes and she said, "oh Maria, they
look wonderful". It was now time to test this shower's
capabilities or capacity. With two of us in there it was
really tight but perhaps that was all to the good, our
bodies were pressed tight against each other.

Shortly, Liz got out of the shower and let me finish off
before she got back in. This naughty girl put her fingers
inside her pussy whilst I was stood there watching. I
liked watching but I pulled them out, I wouldn't let her
"cum", she had to save that for me in bed. I had to admit
that last Saturday or was it Sunday afternoon had been a
real stroke of luck. Fancy meeting someone like her and
fancy her being my teacher or at least one of them. So
far this week I'd probably masturbated a couple of times
each day thinking about her and I'd have to be careful or
else I'd be too sore for her to touch me, that would
never do although it was my intention that I was going to
spend quite a lot of time kissing her pussy and letting
her know how good I can be when I'm really in the mood.
Tonight I was in the mood!

She dressed for bed and looked absolutely lovely, a black
nightdress, black panties and a black bra. Even through
two layers of material her intimate parts were clearly
visible, the two percent or so of vision that was
obscured only added to the eroticism. I stood at the side
of the bed just staring at her; she'd either done this
before for another girl or girls and she didn't blush
even as I stared at her, I think she was rather enjoying
it. I love sleeping naked although I always have a
dressing gown by the side of my bed at home just in case
of some kind of disaster. Liz brought hers to the side of
the bed and then realised I'd have nothing to wear in the
morning when we got up. She found another one in her
wardrobe and she threw that one on the bed too. It was
getting quite late so without delay we climbed into bed
with her on the side furthest away from the door and me
closest to the door. She snuggled up to me right away and
her barely covered breasts pressing against mine felt so
good, nice, lovely just can't find the word I want. But,
I wanted to see this woman so much that I pushed her
aside so I could stare at her barely covered body. As I
stared I let my finger enter my pussy so she could see
the effect she was having on me. I must have given a
little sound as my finger entered myself and I noticed,
despite my condition, that she made sure she could see me
as I masturbated for her. Of course she didn't let me
finish, she made it quite clear that her job was to bring
all of my slick juices to the surface as I fucked her.
So, her hand pulled me away from pussy.

As I've said before her breasts are not as big as mine
but it's not particularly the size, some girls breasts
have a more appealing shape than others, and then again I
just love women who's nipples expand under my care and
attention. The slightly indistinct view of her breasts
and pussy that I was getting through the clothing she was
nearly wearing had me so aroused. So far, without
touching her nipples they'd expanded beautifully and I
couldn't really wait to get them in my mouth. I didn't
want to hurry, though, that would make me look far too
anxious and give her the impression that I couldn't wait,
sending her the wrong signal. Sucking her nipples through
her bra and her nightdress would almost be like straining
soup through a strainer but I'd want her breasts and
nipples completely exposed before too long.

We fooled around for a while just touching each others
bodies but I could sense the anticipation in her mood,
she was nearly at the point where she would ask for it or
at least ask me to touch her. Only a few minutes of this
playing around should be sufficient and when she said "
What's the hold up here, don't you like what you can see?
I knew that it was time for me to concentrate and show
her that she wasn't wasting her time with me. She'd
reached a point where her pussy was emitting some fluids.
I could feel it on my thigh even though it was
percolating through two layers of material. Clearly I
should waste no more time. Kissing her first was a
delightful experience, her soft lips opened just a little
for me and I only tried to put the tip of my tongue in
her mouth and then I withdrew it just as slowly as I'd
put it in so that as it withdrew she tried to hold it,
again, with her teeth but just a little smack on her
backside reminded her that I was the one setting the
pace.

I spent quite a time kissing her lips and her eyelids
before I lay between her thighs riding my clit against
her still covered little beauty. We were both enjoying
the sensation but, to show me she was not just a
plaything, her hips rose to lift her clit against mine
increasing the pressure on both of us. Before anything
momentous could happen I reached under her and pulled her
panties off. As I lowered my lips to suck her nipples
into my mouth she wriggled sufficiently to raise her
shoulder, the one nearest to the breast I was sucking, so
that her nipple went further into my mouth. It's
beginning to be quite obvious that I'm not the first girl
she's had sex with and when I found my mouth unoccupied I
asked her about other girl friends. She'd said that of
course she'd had other girl friends and yes, she'd
enjoyed them all not telling me precisely how many she'd
had but should I care? No, I was enjoying having her here
with me.

I still wasn't tired even though I'd been riding her for
so long but after having had several orgasms Liz was
showing distinct signs of wanting that one final orgasm
that would make her practically jump out of the bed.
Thrusting myself back in between her legs and now without
any panties separating our flesh I started to buck at her
pussy going hard, as hard as I could, with her thrusting
back at me just as hard saying, "oh darling yes, yes,
yes, wait a moment until I get this damned nightdress off
and now, completely naked we rutted so fiercely that it's
wonder we didn't draw blood. Her explosion, and that's
the only way I could describe it, practically shattered
her as she rose from the mattress calling for her mother
and when I tried to move down to her pussy to taste her
"cum" she very near knocked my teeth out as she did a
final convulsion and banged her pussy against my mouth.

She immediately rolled towards me saying "oh yes
sweetheart that was the very best" and I said, "well, I
tried my very best to let you know that you hadn't wasted
your time with me". Although I'd tried extra hard to
clean around her pussy, must have taken minutes whilst
she was stroking my hair, there was still "cum" leaving
her and depositing itself on my thigh. She rolled on top
of me and holding my hands above my head she said, "I'm
not going to let you go home, I think I'll keep you here
for ever". That did worry me, as much as I wanted her to
be to have her at my beck and call when I needed her
there are other women out there that I haven't met yet
and that I might like to share some time with. Mind you,
if I spent time with Liz, perhaps for the next few
months, it wouldn't be time wasted if every time we were
together it was as good as this.

I orgasmed for her as she lay on top of me rotating her
pussy against mine telling me that it was her job now to
make sure her lover, me, had what I wanted and needed and
didn't fall asleep disappointed. Let me tell you I wasn't
disappointed with her performance. Generally speaking I
prefer to go home rather than spend the night with a
woman but in this case I hoped that I'd get a "dawn
buster" to start the day. When I kissed her goodnight and
said see you in the morning she said "sleep well
darling". Was I to presume that if I had a good nights
sleep she'd consider me fit and ready for her before we
left for school?

Yes, in the morning she did for me what she'd done last
night before we slept and yes, again she was good. As she
finished licking my pussy she'd said, "I hope you don't
think I'm presumptuous making you "cum' like that? I
understand my position very well Maria, I'm your "girl"
friend and that's the way I want it but you have to let
me do "things" to you occasionally to show you how much I
care". If that only happened occasionally how could I
even contemplate complaining!

I think this affair could more than likely last for quite
a long time, that's unless anyone else appears on the
scene that's equally as nice and obliging as Liz. School
could be difficult or so I thought but I had to change my
mind the next time she took me for one of my subjects
when she abused me for not having done enough homework.
This bitch is going to pay for that when I get her in bed
but by the look on her face as I passed her on the way
out of the room later I could see that she'd enjoyed
humiliating me just a little, she knew exactly what she'd
get by way of repayment when I went round to her little
flat later!!!!!!!!

I didn't wait until later I went round straight away and
caught her in the middle of tidying the place up after
we'd left it in such a mess that morning. And what a mess
it was, she was in the process of picking up her
nightdress, panties and bra off the floor. As she picked
them up she sighed and then noticed me staring I through
the window at her. She shook the clothing she was holding
in her hands as if to say, these were damned good clothes
and now look at them, torn to shreds but nevertheless she
opened the door for me and let me in. I didn't want to
stay too long, I needed to get home to do what I had to
do and then I'd return but she said, "I hope you didn't
mind me going down on you this morning before we left, I
wanted to show you how much I'd enjoyed last night and
just wanted to return the favour".

Now that we were out of school it was my turn to be the
bitch and I pushed my hand directly on to her breast
telling her that perhaps the next time she did it she'd
better watch out in case I pulled her over my knee and
smacked her backside for her. "Ooh" she said, "I do like
a strong woman". We shared a few kisses and then I left,
against her wishes, but I had things to do at home. As I
went through the door she insisted on one final kiss and
then I pushed her back inside saying I'll be back later
and as you may have guessed I wouldn't be able to get
back quick enough.

No sooner had I got through the door when the phone rang
but you know what mothers are like, she was there first.
She spoke for few minutes and then handed over the phone
to me, it was Liz asking me to bring my short shorts when
I returned later. Almost as soon as I put the phone down
my mother was asking me whom it was, knowing full well
who Liz is, and wanting to know all the ins and outs of
our friendship, how old she is etc, you know what mothers
are like don't you? But, I was determined not to tell her
anything; she'd have to guess. Having her in this
position of knowing something but not knowing everything
seemed quite humourous to me, I know she'll find out
everything sooner or later but not yet.

When I left to go back to Liz' place I wasn't wearing my
short shorts but rather I was wearing a short skirt. If
she couldn't put two and two together then I didn't know
my mother. I gave her a kiss as I left and the aroma of
my perfume must have given her some clues as to what was
going to happen this evening. I know Liz will be
disappointed when I arrived at her place not wearing the
shorts but I had a plan in mind. I didn't bother to knock
at the door, I've presumed it's OK to just walk straight
in and when she heard the door open she'd turned and said
in a somewhat accusatory tone "I expected you to wear
your shorts for me" but I walked into the bedroom and
closed the door behind me. When I came out again she was
thrilled at what I was wearing, I was wearing fishnet
stockings with high heels and the short skirt but I'd
ditched my blouse for a practically transparent one and I
had no panties on under the skirt. She went to approach
me but I threw a bag at her and told her to get inside
and change. When she came out I almost had an orgasm on
the spot, I'd brought the shorts for her to wear and for
a blouse I'd brought something that I'd stolen from my
mothers wardrobe, totally transparent top. With the way
the material had moved across her nipples as she'd put it
on and as she'd walked back into the lounge room it had
brought her nipples wonderfully erect. I'd been so busy
looking at her nipples that I hadn't noticed that she'd
pulled on my shorts, a little tight I might add, and the
majority of her buttocks were showing for me.

`I promise you" I said to myself, "this woman is going to
know I've been here tonight and will be grateful for it.
She rotated, no, that's not the right word, perhaps slunk
is better, across the floor, not a very big floor it's
true, but by the time she reached me and held out her
arms to me my nipples were very erect too and I think
there's some action down in the womanly area. We kissed
but only gently, dinner was ready to put on the table and
as much as I wanted her right now I scolded myself for
being impatient. I helped her to bring the food to the
table. Imagine if you can, sat opposite this woman who
knowingly has lodged her tits on the edge of the table
and as we ate and with each mouth full of food and with
each movement of her body, those lovely tits moved around
like a jelly on a plate.

The food was mouth wateringly good but that was not the
cause of the saliva in my mouth, it was her tits and now
I noticed something I hadn't noticed before, she'd put
lipstick on her nipples. It wasn't the same audacious red
she had on her lips it was a tasteful pink colour, not
much different than the natural colour of her nipples but
what it did was add a shine to them, they always looked
edible but now they were even more so. Having finished
dinner I went to collect the dishes off the table to take
them into the kitchen. Only having a small kitchen Liz
didn't have a dishwasher she had to do them by hand. When
I went to help she sent me to the little lounge room to
"rest" as she called it but I didn't go I leaned against
the doorpost to watch her. As she leaned forward over the
sink the short shorts rose up to expose most of her
buttocks and aren't they juicy?

Right at that moment I would have loved to kneel down
behind her to suck on those lovely orbs. But as I did she
splashed soapy water on me some of which went in my eye
and when I cried out she helped me to my feet grovelling
or sort of as she tried to apologise. In reality the
water hadn't gone in my eye but on my eyelid, I'd managed
to close them just in time. But, having her in this state
where she would obviously do anything to soothe my
imagined temper was not to be ignored.

Sit down darling while I get some eye drops and as she
walked away towards her medicine cupboard I got another
lovely look at her perfectly round bottom. As she came
back I flopped in a chair as though I really was injured
and her sympathy as she eased my head back to put the
drops in my eye exposed those lovely almost exposed tits
to me. "You bitch" she said, "there's nothing wrong with
you" but as I took her nipple between my teeth and gave
it a little chew she gave me one of those groans that I'm
becoming quite used to. I don't know why I meet so many
women who are quite free with obscene language but she
said "just wait until I've finished washing the dishes
and then I want you to fuck me like you did last night".
"Darling, it will be a pleasure," I said as I let go of
her nipple so she could return to the sink to finish her
domestic duties. Having finished she took my hand and
pulled me out of the chair, where I was still recumbent,
and escorted me to the little lounge-room. On the way we
kissed several times and reaching her little settee she
pushed me down and dropped on her knees on the cushion
alongside me. Reaching over to me she eased my face close
to hers and gave me little damp kisses all along my
cheekbone and then on my lips and then on my eyelids
knowing full well from our previous experiences from last
night that I would get turned on by her little kisses. My
return kisses were more forceful and grabbing her around
the backside I pulled her close to me and let my spare
hand wander to her crotch. Feeling me so close to pussy
she opened her legs without any cajoling on my part, this
girl is such a slut, and my fingers explored even further
towards the top but my finger movements were restricted
by the tightness of the shorts.

"Oh fuck," she'd said jumping down of the settee almost
immediately tearing at the buttons on the shorts,
dropping them and standing back so I could see she wasn't
wearing panties. Passion was clearly visible on her lips,
there was a gathering of moisture to be seen and pushing
my finger towards her and Liz moving her hips towards me
I entered her immediately. Of course there had been no
obstruction, how could there be, she was soaking wet and
I took that as a compliment knowing full well that I was
the cause of the dampness. I made her "cum" stood in
front of me by just moving my finger, soon to be joined
by another, slowly in and out of her pussy. I enjoyed
that, watching her face as I entered and left her with
her lowering her pussy down on to my fingers was lovely.
There was no increase in speed she was being as patient
as I was and as she seemed to be perfectly happy to be
"fingered" like that I was perfectly patient to continue
at the same speed. However, there comes a time when there
has to be a change and as her hips started to move slowly
faster and faster so too did my fingers.

Now, her back was arched thrusting her pussy towards me
and as we increased speed so her hips moved back and
forward at the same time as her hips dipped down towards
my fingers. How she could do all of those things at the
one time had me spell bound but I was only too happy to
assist her as my fingers not only went faster but also
dug in even harder. "Oh baby" she'd said as she grabbed
my fingers holding them deep in her pussy, "let me cover
your hand for you" and oh shit, I was covered in `cum"
not only on my fingers but on my hand and eventually, as
she held me deep inside her, so was my lower arm. Slowly,
slowly she rode my hand for a few more minutes as her
peak orgasm went away or subsided and then when it had
passed she barely moved her pussy at all.

"Fuck darling" she'd said, "that was wonderful but I'll
need to rest before we go to bed". I didn't want to
spring it on her too early but I wouldn't be staying the
night, I had things to do at home and whereas she was
free to do what she wanted I have a mother who sometimes
likes to let me know that I'm still her daughter. Liz
wasn't very happy to receive my news but as I explained
we weren't married so she had no hold on me but I
promised her that before I left she could attend to me.
Her gratitude at me telling her that was nice to see and
down she went on her knees in front of me and lifting the
little skirt I was wearing she lowered the fishnet panty
hose I was wearing and pulled them off together with my
high heel shoes.
She spent quite a while just licking and sucking at my
clit and although I'm a bit slow to "cum" "cum" I did
giving her probably more than she'd bargained for. She
carried on fingering me as her mouth persisted in teasing
my clit and I gave her another load of what she wanted. I
don't get quite as excited as other women do when they
cum, preferably I'd rather "eat them out" but sometimes
just to be fair you have to let them have a turn. As her
mouth had tired she'd leaned against my legs and with my
fingers running through her hair she's dozed off. Whilst
she was sleeping I eased myself out from under her and
taking my stockings, or should I say the ones I'd pinched
out of my mothers drawer, I gathered my things together
ready to leave. It was almost nine o'clock by now and
when I'd finished the things I had to do it would
probably be midnight.

I woke her and kissing her goodnight I left but not
before she'd got a promise from me that one night I would
stay all night again but gracefully she escorted me to
the door. The kisses lasted quite a long time and when I
eventually left after probably another half an hour she
let me go without any trouble. I'd see her at school the
next day and I guess she'd be a bitch to me again because
it was the homework I was supposed to do for her class
that I had to finish when I got home.

When I arrived home my mother was waiting up and didn't
she give me a lecture about being with other women
especially the condition in which I'd come home but when
it all boiled down to what was really on her mind it as
more about Liz than anything else. I was given the "third
degree" or perhaps it was even worse as her list of
questions seemed interminable. She wanted to know how old
Liz is, is she pretty, did I satisfy her, what a question
to ask your daughter. I said you know I'm not a lesbian
but it went on and on. Eventually I went to bed without
answering any more questions but you could bet it
wouldn't be the end of this story, the questions would
come thick and fast until she eventually got to know all
the lurid details of our love affair.