Date: Mon, 12 Feb 2024 18:42:05 +0000 (UTC) From: Bowen Deanna Subject: Stray Cat Blues (lesbian/Adult-Youth) This story is a work of fiction with an inter-generational theme and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts including anal sex between an adult woman and a teenager. Stray Cat Blues by Deanna Tuesday's summer workout began at 8:00 AM but by 9:45 AM it was already 85 degrees and all the girls were sweating heavily and breathing hard. Coach Nikki blew her whistle and said, "All right girls, that's enough for today. Get in the shade and get hydrated. We'll wait 'til Friday to work out again. This heatwave will break a little by then. It's only supposed to be 84 on Friday." All the girls groaned including Daisy. Daisy was a rising 10th grader who had already received lots of minutes with the varsity as a freshman. Daisy sat off by herself. She was home schooled by her strict, very religious parents, so she was not really friends with any of her teammates. Also, unlike the other girls, Daisy did not play travel soccer because her parents could not afford the cost. Besides, she had lots of chores on her family's farm, which combined with daily bible study, left her very little time for anything else. Daisy had matured physically over the past year, catching the appreciative and scheming eyes of both of her youth pastors. Standing 5 foot 10 and weighing 150 pounds, her breasts had transformed from little buds into 34 C's and her hips had filled out so that now she was a shapely 34-26-36. Her shoulder length curly dirty blonde hair that she always had tied back in a ponytail contrasted nicely with her golden skin tone. Daisy sat off by herself, removed her cleats, and began rubbing her feet. Coach Nikki observed Daisy sitting away from her teammates and took in the sight: the lovely 15-year-old had a cute little nose with a sprinkling of freckles across the bridge, straight white teeth, a flat stomach, muscular thighs, and slim calves. Coach Nikki noticed that Daisy winced as she massaged her feet. Growing concerned, Nikki approached Daisy and asked, "Having problems with your feet?" Daisy looked up at Coach Nikki and replied, "My boots are too tight. They're old and my feet have gotten bigger." "You ought to get a new pair," Coach Nikki suggested. "Your feet are going to get all blistered and you won't be able to play." "I asked my dad but he said I needed to earn the money myself," Daisy said. "But I don't have any time or any way to earn my own money. I don't think my dad thinks girls should be playing soccer. He says sports are only for boys." "He lets you play soccer with us," Coach Nikki wondered. "My mom sticks up for me but my dad makes it hard." An idea popped into Coach Nikki's head. "My mom is looking for someone to do a little light yard work, picking weeds, watering flowers, that sort of thing. She'll pay $20 an hour and is pretty flexible about when you work." "Wow, that'd be great," Daisy enthused. "I'll ask my mom. She's more likely to say yes." "If your mom says it's okay, I'll put her in touch with my mother so you all can make the arrangements. You'll like my mom," Coach Nikki continued, "she's fun." ###### A few days later, Peggy sat on her back patio talking with Daisy's mom while Daisy began picking the weeds in Peggy's flower beds. "I'm very grateful for this opportunity for Daisy," said her mom. Peggy replied, "I really do need the help. The yardwork is just getting to be a little too much for me to do all by myself anymore," as she peered quizzically at Daisy's mother, who was wearing a checked dress and a kapp on her head. "You look a little familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?" "I'm Melody Goodish, well Melody Miller now," Daisy's mom responded. "You were my PE teacher back in high school." "Ah, Melody Goodish. No wonder Daisy is such an athlete. You were quite the field hockey player in high school." "No, it was all due to your coaching," Melody laughed. "It's been, what, 20 years?" asked Peggy. "Just about," replied Melody. "I was very sorry to hear about Mr. Winters. He was one of my favorite teachers." "Yes, he was a terrific man. I still miss him at times," Peggy admitted. Coach Nikki's mom, Peggy, had retired a few years before after a 40-year teaching career. In fact, her retirement had allowed Nikki to move from teaching PE at the elementary school to the high school. Peggy's husband had passed away a decade earlier. Peggy's marriage to Ed was mostly one of convenience. Both Peggy and Ed, an English teacher at the same high school at which Peggy taught physical education and coached field hockey, were gay. But, in the then rural school district in which they taught even being suspected of being a homosexual would get you fired. So, they got married and even had a child, Nikki, together. Peggy had loved Ed as a person and they both enjoyed when Peggy used a strap-on dildo on him doggy style. Both Peggy and Ed were monogamous during their marriage, but upon his death Peggy started covertly dating women. Her current girlfriend, Kathleen, was spending the summer in Fairbanks with her daughter's family and would not be back until the late fall. As she and Melody spent the next hour catching up, Peggy found her eyes continually drawn over to Daisy down on all fours picking weeds about 30 feet away. Daisy's back was to the patio so Peggy had a view of Daisy's full, round ass in her shorts which tightened over her bottom each time she stretched to reach a weed. As she worked, Daisy lurched from one weed to the next, her ass cheeks wiggling from side to side. Mick Jagger's voice floated in on the breeze from a neighbor's outdoor speakers: "I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs. I know you're no scare-eyed honey." Peggy had to fight to keep focused on her conversation with Melody rather than on Daisy's rear end. All too soon Daisy and Melody left. Peggy lay in bed that night, unable to sleep. Images of Daisy on her hands and knees with her behind swaying back and forth ran through Peggy's mind. She hadn't been attracted to teen girls before in spite of seeing them daily in a state of undress in the high school locker room for years and years. Her preoccupation with Daisy troubled her. Kathleen better get back home soon, Peggy thought. There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs. ###### Melody stayed and talked with Peggy the next couple of times Daisy came over to do some yard work, but soon she just dropped her off and picked her up after Daisy's work was done. This gave Peggy an opening to make conversation with Daisy. At first, they just engaged in small talk about the weather and about soccer. Soon, they chatted about school and Daisy's family. Daisy liked hearing stories about her mother when she was Daisy's age. The two soon became real friends despite the 50-year age difference with Daisy telling Peggy that she was glad she had someone she could talk with who wouldn't judge her. "What do you mean?" Peggy asked. "I'm homeschooled and the only time I'm around people my own age is with my youth group or soccer, and the soccer girls think I'm weird," Daisy answered. "Weird? What do you mean?" "They don't talk to me much," Daisy sadly stated. "That's just because they don't know you. I do. You're beautiful, smart, and kind to old ladies. I think you are wonderful," Peggy retorted. Even as she was saying it, Peggy perceived she was making a mistake. But Daisy's face lit up, instead, and she beamed with delight at her words. "Thank you," Daisy said. "I think you're wonderful, too." ###### After Daisy's mom had picked her up, Peggy quickly stripped naked and jumped into the shower before she went to her book club meeting. As the warm water rained down, she washed her body from head to toe. She absent-mindedly ran her hands over her body as she considered what Daisy had said. She soon began to become slightly turned on. Thinking of Daisy, she touched her pink nipples and watched as they stiffened from the feel of her own fingers. Soon her fingers wandered down between her legs and through her pubic hair. She could feel her pussy moisten as she slid a finger between its soft outer lips. Peggy's legs began to wriggle apart allowing her finger to reach deeper inside her cunt. Her moans echoed loudly in the shower stall as her finger explored the inside of her vagina. The quivering lubricated walls grasped her finger tightly at first, but soon two fingers were gliding between the soppy lips of her inner pussy. As her fingers slid in and out of her increasingly wet pussy, she began to massage her clit with her other hand. As her orgasm approached Peggy's moaning became faster and louder. In her mind's eye, she pictured Daisy's upturned ass. Finally, she felt as if she would burst as her body clenched with the anticipation of the oncoming orgasm. Her body hunched over slightly as she began to climax. Her pussy quivered and her juices flowed as she vigorously wiggled her fingers deep inside her cunt. Her breathing was heavy as the rush of her orgasm raced through her nervous system. ###### Peggy began working alongside Daisy in the back yard, taking the opportunity to surreptitiously ogle her from up close and to talk with Daisy about soccer and her life to get to know her even better. The personal details she found out added some realism to her frequent masturbation fantasies involving Daisy. On one occasion, Daisy volunteered that her father had promised her to the pastor's 28-year-old son whom she finds creepy. "He's fat and smelly," she said. "What does your mother think?" Peggy asked. "She doesn't like it. She wants me to go to college, but she's afraid of my dad." "Why is she afraid?" "Dad yells at her and tells her the bible commands her to submit to the authority of men," Daisy responded. "What do you want?" asked Peggy. "Nobody cares what I want," replied Daisy matter-of-factly. "I'm a girl. I've been taught to submit to the male leaders in my life, first my father and our church ministers and then my future husband. Our pastor says we are to submit to the will of any man who asserts authority over us. What I want does not matter." Daisy then began to cry. Peggy pulled her into a hug, saying softly, "I care and your mother does, too. She's on your side." "Really?" "Yes, she once told me she didn't want you to make the same mistakes she did. She wants you to go to college and move away from here and be your own person. She loves you very much." "Really?" asked Daisy again. "Really," Peggy assured her. "You have lots of people rooting for you that you don't even know about." "Like who," Daisy wondered. "Me for one. My daughter for another. I know for a fact that she's contacted some college coaches about you," Peggy reported. "Nikki also tells me that you've begun to make friends with some of the girls on the team. So, you are not alone." Daisy hugged Peggy tightly. "Thank you," she said. "Remember to keep passing the open windows," Peggy replied. ###### Peggy and Daisy were sitting on the porch swing one afternoon waiting for Daisy's mom to pick her up. "Tell me about the pastor's son," Peggy requested. "Why don't you want to marry him?" "He's just gross," Daisy began. She then recounted all the things she disliked about him. "Most of all, I don't like the way he looks at me, like I'm just a farm animal for him to own. I don't like the way any of the men at church or my father's friends look at me. It's like they are trying to picture me naked," Daisy stated vehemently. "That's terrible," Peggy sympathized. "I know what you mean. And it used to be much worse. I remember some of the male teachers rubbing their crotches up against me in the teacher's lounge. 'Accidently', of course." "I don't think I like boys at all," Daisy flatly stated. ###### One day, Daisy's mom came early to pick her up. "I wanted to ask a big favor of you, Mrs. Winters," Melody started. "My husband is taking delivery of a new combine this weekend and we need to leave very early Saturday morning." "And Daisy has a match Saturday afternoon," Peggy continued for her. "There's no way we can get her to the game and she really wants to play," Melody stated. "She been starting most of the season." "Yes, my daughter told me that Daisy has improved a lot over the season. She's one of the best center backs in the county." "She's become much more confident and outgoing. She's made a few friends among the girls. Daisy says it's all because of you. Working for you has made her self-assurance soar," Melody said. "I don't know how I helped but I am happy for her," Peggy said. "What can I do for you?" "My husband doesn't trust her with any of her teammates, but he agreed that you would be acceptable," Melody began. "I know that doesn't sound right and I'm sorry. But I was hoping that Daisy could spend Friday night with you and that you could take her to the game on Saturday." "I'm honored to have your husband's confidence," Peggy said a bit sarcastically. Melody reddened and began to apologize again. "No, no, no," Peggy said. "I'd be happy to have Daisy as an overnight guest. I get a little lonely here sometimes and Daisy has always been great company." "Oh, Daisy will be so happy," Melody gushed. "Thank you. Thank you." Peggy looked out the kitchen window at Daisy once again on her hands and knees pulling some weeds. Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat, Peggy thought. After her mother informed her that Peggy had consented to the sleepover, Daisy rushed up to give Peggy a huge hug. "I'm so looking forward to Friday," Daisy squealed. ###### Later that night lying in bed, Peggy thought about the hug and the feel of Daisy's breasts against her and her warm breath on her neck and whether she could actually try to seduce a 15-year-old. In her mind's eye she pictured Daisy on her hands and knees with her behind high in the air. But it's no hanging matter. It's no capital crime, Peggy recalled. Peggy slowly let her hands travel down her stomach until her hand reached the top of her underwear. She slid a finger gently over the light blue fabric. Her finger reached the top of her slit and she pushed down hard against the cotton. Her whole body twitched, and she slipped her hand inside her panties. Her fingers pushed down and against her clit. In one motion Peggy slipped two of her fingers inside of herself. She paused a moment as her vaginal walls adjusted to the intrusion and then slowly withdrew the fingers. Peggy pulled her fingers up higher and began rubbing her now lubricated fingers against her pussy lips and clit. Her left hand strayed to her breasts, and she pinched her nipples hard. She began massaging her breasts, while her right hand worked quickly on her clit. She could already feel an orgasm building and she had barely begun. Peggy came hard. Her right hand was still rubbing her pussy with great force and she started to slow down. Her fingers and palm were now a little sticky as she eased the pressure up on her clitoris. She was still coming down from the orgasm when she finally pulled her hand out of her panties. She reached down farther and pressed the panties hard into her slit, soaking up the moisture. She slipped them off and kicked them off her bed. Peggy promptly went to sleep. ###### Peggy pulled up in front of the high school and Daisy came bounding over with a big smile on her face carrying an overnight bag and a backpack. You look so weird and you're so far from home, Peggy mused. But you don't really miss your mother. "Thank you so much," Daisy gushed upon entering the car. "I know I'm really putting you out." Peggy was distracted as she had discreetly been checking out Daisy's legs and behind as she got in the car. "Nonsense," she said at last. "I'm really looking forward to spending some time with you." Daisy blushed. Peggy reached over to give Daisy's hand a squeeze. In doing so, her wrist momentarily rested on Daisy's bare thigh, causing both women to sharply inhale. Don't look so scared, I'm not no mad-brained bear, thought Peggy. "What do you think about pizza for dinner?" Peggy asked. "That sounds yummy," replied Daisy. ###### "I think I might like girls," Daisy confided in a small voice as she and Peggy relaxed on the couch after finishing their pizza dinner. "I mean like, like," she continued. Peggy gulped. Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat. "Why do you think that?" Peggy asked hoarsely. "We have to take showers after practice," Daisy began. Peggy nodded. The girls locker room at the high school had had one big communal shower room with multiple shower towers with multiple spray heads around each one ever since she started there 40 years before. "I had to go to the trainer to have my ankle wrap removed and by the time I got back to the locker room it was empty. I undressed and headed towards the shower room," continued Daisy. She stopped. Oh yeah, don't you scratch like that, thought Peggy. "Go on," Peggy urged. "The water was still running and as I got close, I heard some giggling and a moan," resumed Daisy. "So, I stopped outside and peaked in." "What did you see?" questioned Peggy. "Abby and Adelaide were under the same shower kissing," exclaimed Daisy. Peggy knew the names but not much else. Both were seniors who did not play a lot but, instead, filled out the roster for practices and scrimmages. "Wow," expressed Peggy. "What did you do?" Daisy's face went red. "I watched," she admitted. "Tell me what you saw," Peggy commanded. "Well," Daisy began, "Abby reached for her soap and worked it up into a lather. Then, she rubbed the soap all over Addy's breasts." "And, then what?" "I was worried that they'd see me so I moved back for a minute." "Okay," Peggy said. "When I snuck another look Abby was bending over reaching for her bottle of shampoo on the shower floor," Daisy went on. "Her back was turned towards me and I could see her . . . you know. And, Addy was rubbing back and forth over it." Daisy paused. "When I saw Addy rubbing Abby's cunny I went and got dressed and left the locker room." "Why do you think that means you like girls?" Peggy inquired. "I've been looking at the other girls in the shower after practice," Daisy began. "Okay," Peggy responded. "That's perfectly normal. I'm sure some of the girls have been sneaking peaks at you, too." Daisy looked startled for a moment. "And because the last few weeks since then I've been having dreams," Daisy continued, "dreams about girls." "Describe them to me," Peggy instructed. "Well, last night I dreamed that I was being kissed. In my dream, I opened my eyes and saw that I was kissing a girl. Not anybody I knew, just a girl. I kissed her back hard. When the girl finally pulled away, she smiled at me," recounted Daisy. "Then what?" asked Peggy. "I've been waking up all wet down there, wanting to touch myself." "There's nothing wrong with that," Peggy stated. "I touch myself, too." Daisy looked startled again. "I'll bet all the girls on the team touch themselves. I'll bet some of them think about girls when they're doing it," continued Peggy, "Maybe even about you." Daisy looked thoughtful. "So, did you touch yourself?" Peggy asked. "A little," admitted Daisy. "Show me," directed Peggy. Daisy stared into Peggy's eyes for a few seconds. Then, as if in a trance, Daisy slowly let her hands travel down her stomach. Her hand reached the top of her gym shorts. She slid a finger gently over the red material. Her finger reached the top of her slit and she pushed down hard against the cotton panties covering her vagina. Her whole body twitched and she bit her lip. Daisy slipped her hand under her shorts and inside her panties. Her fingers pushed down and against her clit. A moan escaped her lips as she glided a finger along her pussy lips. I bet your mama don't know you scream like that, thought Peggy. Peggy watched as Daisy let her fingers lightly massage her pussy while Daisy gazed back at Peggy through almost-closed eyes. This went on for quite a few minutes, Daisy working herself into a thoroughly overwhelming state of concupiscence, her breathing speeding up and her cheeks becoming pink. "You know, I've thought about you," Peggy confessed in a steady voice. Daisy at first seemed not to hear. She soon opened her eyes and stared open-mouthed at Peggy. But, Daisy kept on masturbating. Her pussy was starting to get so slick that Peggy could hear the wetness of it as Daisy's fingers slid up and down her slit. Her scruples impaired by the intensely erotic scene in front of her and further undermined by the traces of Daisy's arousal wafting into her nose, Peggy put her hand on Daisy's thigh. "Let me help you with that," she said. Daisy gave Peggy a glassy-eyed look and nodded her assent. But it's no hanging matter. It's no capital crime, Peggy remembered. Peggy slipped her hand under Daisy's shorts and underwear. She spread the lips of Daisy's cunt apart with her fingers, then caught the pulsing clitoris between her thumb and forefinger and rolled it gently, increasing the pressure on it little by little. "Peggy, please!" Daisy said, squirming on the couch. "That feels so good." Peggy pushed a finger into Daisy's hole and worked it slowly up into her as far as it would go, gently bumping into her hymen. Peggy removed her hand from Daisy's crotch and crushed herself against Daisy, putting her arms around her shoulders and gripping her tightly. Peggy slid one hand down over Daisy's T-shirt, groping for her breasts. Her hand brushed against one of Daisy's resilient, jutting mounds, then her hand clamped over it as though it was drawn by a magnetic force. A whimper came from Daisy's throat, and she raised her head and looked into Peggy's eyes. Daisy's face was flushed and crimson with arousal, and her eyes were glittering with a burning need. Peggy looked into her eyes, smiling, and caressing her face, then she leaned over and put her lips on Daisy's. Their lips parted, and they looked into each other's eyes. Daisy's eyes were still gleaming with a deep fire and her pale cheeks had a darker touch of color, and Peggy was shivering uncontrollably. "Are you sure about this?" asked Peggy deliberately. "Yes. I think I need to do this," Daisy answered earnestly. I can see that you're fifteen years old. No, I don't want your I.D., Peggy mused to herself. Peggy smiled as she leaned forward and she let her lips gently touch Daisy's lips before pulling back and then kissing her again. Peggy kissed her the same way again and pulled back. "Let me show you what God made your body capable of. How two women can love one another," Peggy whispered. "Okay," Daisy breathed. Peggy leaned in again and kissed her. Daisy's mouth was smooth and fragrant, warm and damp. An involuntary whimper came from Peggy's throat as she opened her lips wide, pressing her tongue against Daisy's teeth, feeling the edges of Daisy's teeth against her lips as Daisy's sweet, silky, moist lips touched hers. Then, Peggy's tongue was in Daisy's mouth, filling the mouths of both women with the heady taste of cola-sweetened saliva, and Daisy dug her fingers into Peggy's back and squashed herself up against her. As she did this Peggy reached down and took the bottom of Daisy's T-shirt in her hands. She began to pull the shirt up until Daisy had to raise her arms to let Peggy pull her shirt off. Peggy pulled back as she finished pulling the T-shirt off and let her eyes go down to Daisy's bra-covered breasts. Peggy looked Daisy in the eyes for a second or two and then pulled Daisy's sports bra up and over her head. Peggy felt her own nipples tighten as she looked at Daisy's full breasts. The nipples were light in color and Peggy could see that the tips were already hard. Yeah, I got some tail, Peggy thought. "Beautiful. Just beautiful," Peggy mumbled under her breath. Peggy angled forward, opening her mouth wide, and took Daisy's right breast between her lips. Daisy sighed and groaned from the sensation of Peggy sucking and fondling her breasts, and she quivered as Peggy's hand moved down her flat stomach to the waistband of her shorts, fondling her sleek skin. Peggy's fingers wormed back under the elastic waistband then under the fabric of her cotton panties, and her hand slid on down until the tips of her fingers were again combing through the triangle of crisp, curly hair between Daisy's smooth thighs. A gasp came from Daisy as she put her arm around Peggy's neck, clutching her closer, and she slowly spread her thighs apart. Peggy's hand moved on down to Daisy's vulva, cupping it and feeling it, and she let Daisy's breast slide from her mouth as she looked up at her. The insides of Daisy's thighs were wet. On her face was a look of desire, of great expectancy. Throwing aside the remainder of her moral and legal disquietude, Peggy did not hesitate in tugging down both Daisy's shorts and panties. Peggy slid the clothing over Daisy's round ass and down her sturdy legs, letting both garments drop onto the floor. Peggy scrutinized in wide-eyed bewilderment the beautiful, completely naked young woman lying back before her on her old couch, her heart pounding with admiration and anticipation. Daisy's light-colored pubic hair was untrimmed and her labia were spread slightly open, the pink flesh glistening with her juices. "Thank you, Jesus," Peggy muttered under her breath. "Thank you, Lord." With a big smile on her face, Peggy nudged Daisy's thighs apart, and lowered her face to Daisy's vagina, breathing in her arousal. Peggy started to softly kiss her inner thighs, working closer and closer. She eventually leaned forward and ever so slowly licked all the way up the length of Daisy's pussy, tasting her. Peggy placed her whole mouth on Daisy's cunt, nibbling at the triangle of hair between her thighs, and Daisy flexed her knees and spread her thighs further apart. "Oh my," Daisy moaned. "Oh, Jesus." Peggy saw the hard, pink tip of Daisy's clitoris start to edge outward from its protective hood, so she pressed her slick finger onto it with a swirling motion. Daisy squealed, her hips jerked up and down, and a long moan escaped her mouth as her clit leaped outward. Using her hand, Peggy started to rub Daisy's clitoris, which was throbbing hard now. She could hear Daisy moaning quietly; it sounded like she was purring. Daisy lifted her hips towards Peggy's probing hand, her red, swollen pussy coming directly into Peggy's line of sight. Peggy spread Daisy's thighs wide apart. Her pussy flared open and her rigid clitoris now stood out like a bright pink beacon. Daisy's small, light pink pussy lips had become tumescent and bright red. Peggy again lowered her head between Daisy's thighs and sucked her cunt lips into her mouth. Peggy devoured Daisy's pussy utterly and completely. She licked, nibbled, and sucked every crease, crevice, and fold. Her fingers began to probe Daisy's pussy, first one then two fingers started to slip in and out an inch or two as she continued to lick her. Peggy slid her tongue across Daisy's clitoris, and a shuddering spasm raced through Daisy's body. Peggy began flicking her tongue back and forth over Daisy's sugar plum, and Daisy squirmed against her in ecstasy, pressing her pussy harder against Peggy's mouth. Daisy began vocalizing a strange yipping sound, every couple of flicks, that seemed involuntary, and a little irremediable. Daisy's pussy was starting to get so slick that Peggy could hear the wetness of it as she slid her fingers slid in and out, being careful not to break her hymen as it stretched due to her actions. Peggy began to rhythmically tap Daisy's clitoris with her tongue while her fingers inside Daisy rubbed the walls of her vagina. In no time at all, Daisy was moaning helplessly as Peggy continued to tongue her clit and massage her pussy lips. This continued for several more minutes before Daisy's body was racked with a powerful orgasm. She shrieked loudly twice and her body convulsed, shaking and thrashing. Then she lay silently, her breathing coming in shallow, sluggish pants. I bet your mama don't know you scream like that. I bet your mother don't know you do spit like that, Peggy smiled to herself. ###### After a minute or so, Daisy began stirring and opened her eyes to see Peggy sitting back on her haunches on the couch still between Daisy's wide-open legs. Peggy smiled and Daisy smiled back. "I feel like I can do anything with you. Be anything with you," Daisy said sincerely. Peggy silently stood and quickly pulled off her clothing. Her confidence suddenly ebbed. Although still fit and athletic she had the sags and wrinkles of any 65-year-old woman. Timidly she looked down at Daisy. Daisy looked up at her, her dazed eyes moving from side to side as she studied Peggy's naked body. Unthinkingly, Daisy's mouth opened and her tongue wet her lips. "Like what you see?" entreated Peggy apprehensively. Daisy's cheeks turned bright crimson and she nodded wordlessly while unabashedly staring at Peggy's bare body. Peggy grinned with relief, flipped a switch on the wall that ignited the gas fireplace, and said, "Let's lay down in front of the fireplace. I want to see your beautiful body and make love to you all over again." Daisy again nodded breathlessly struggling to get up, and Peggy helped her to her feet. She put her arms around Daisy, pulling her against her, and she kissed her again as she fondled one of her breasts. "Help me spread out the blanket," Peggy requested as she picked up a red blanket draped across the back of the sofa. Peggy led Daisy to the edge of the blanket. Their eyes met, and they put their arms out toward each other as they embraced, their lips searching hungrily. They kissed passionately, their hands moving over each other's bodies, then they moved to the center of the blanket and lay down on it just a few feet from the heat radiating from the gas flames. "Your turn now," Peggy informed Daisy. Daisy nervously rose to her knees alongside Peggy. Daisy bent forward across Peggy's torso and inhaled in her scent. Peggy just laid there, legs open wide, letting her explore. Daisy's blue eyes were glassy and her face was covered with perspiration. Her fingers gently traced circles down the sides of Peggy's bitty boobs, sending shivers through the 65-year-old's body. Daisy cupped Peggy's tits in her hands and rubbed them softly and thoroughly. Peggy arched her back slightly, pushing her warm breasts up to meet the hands rubbing them. Peggy felt her body getting hotter as her nipples responded to the tender squeezing. Her nipples felt incandescent as Daisy at last lowered her lips to her right breast. Daisy drew the nipple into her mouth and began to gently suck it just as Peggy had done just before. She then did the same to Peggy's left breast, leaving Peggy feeling as if her throbbing nipples had swollen to twice their normal size, and she could feel the juice from her pussy crawling down the crack of her ass. Daisy paused to gaze at Peggy's breasts. The nipples glistened with the saliva from her soft sucking. The aureoles were deep pink and shiny, darkened from the suction. "I did that," Daisy marveled out loud. "Yes, you did," Peggy stated with a moan. "And there's so much more you can do." Daisy reddened as her confidence and excitement surged. Daisy again mouthed Peggy's breasts and moved her lips down Peggy's body, caressing and feeling her thighs and buttocks with her hands. Peggy sighed and whimpered, quivering from the feel of Daisy's hands and lips on her, and she turned onto her side, curling around Daisy, and tugging at her thighs. They both turned on the blanket, their lips moving down each other until they were kissing and nibbling at each other's thighs. Peggy pressed her lips to the hair between Daisy's thighs and cupped her buttocks, and Daisy moaned louder and spread her thighs apart from the feel of Peggy's hot breath against her pussy. Peggy's fingers dug into Daisy's buttocks, gripping her tightly, and Peggy thrust her head deep between Daisy's thighs and covered her vulva with her mouth, sucking on it and flicking the tip of her tongue across it. Daisy opened her mouth wide and uttered a whimpering wail of ecstasy. Then she thrust herself at Peggy and burrowed her head between Peggy's thighs, lapping eagerly, if inexpertly, at her pussy. They lay against each other, their fingers digging into each other's buttocks and their bodies shaking with excitement as they licked at each other avidly. Peggy stiffened her tongue and worked the tip of it into Daisy's pussy, wriggling it from side to side, and she felt Daisy's body going limp in her arms from the sensation. There was a pressure against her vulva from Daisy's tongue, a groping, searching caress, then the swift, soaring thrill of penetration. Daisy's tongue probed deeper, moving and wriggling inside, mimicking Peggy's actions on her pussy, and Peggy opened her thighs wider as Daisy began moving her head back and forth, sliding her tongue in and out. A fiery heat seemed to spread through her limbs, tingling outward from the focus of sensation at Daisy's tongue, and she began thrusting her hips and driving her pussy at Daisy's tongue in response to the feelings swelling up inside her. Peggy's ardor ascended higher and higher, enveloping her in a warm, dizzying cloud of pleasure, and she drove her tongue deeper into Daisy and began moving her head back and forth, and she could feel the muscles in Daisy's bottom rippling as she began undulating her tush. Peggy scooted Daisy's legs over top of her so that they were now in the classic 69 position. Peggy pulled Daisy's ass downwards until her pussy hovered just above Peggy's mouth. Matted blonde pubic hair clung to Daisy's dripping vagina. Barely peeking from the swollen folds of Daisy's outer labia was the now rose-colored flesh of her inner cunt lips, shiny and glistening with wetness. There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs, Peggy thought. She pressed her head against the smooth, white thighs. The silky hair between Daisy's thighs was against her lips, and she pushed her head harder against Daisy's pussy lips, parting them and burrowing between them. The warm dampness was against her face and the heady, heavenly taste was in her mouth, and she felt Daisy's body trembling from the sensation of her lapping tongue as she cupped her ass cheeks, delving deeper and lapping harder. A warm comfort enfolded Peggy as Daisy became hers and she felt the shudders racing through Daisy's body. She moved her tongue, searching for Daisy's clit, and it rose hard and stiff from its damp nest as she stroked it with her tongue. A wracking spasm raced through Daisy's body and her hips began moving with a driving rhythm. Peggy moved her tongue more rapidly, stroking the small organ as thrills of satisfaction raced through her because of the sensations she was generating in Daisy. Meanwhile, lying on top now, Daisy's tongue found its way again between Peggy's labia, gliding up and down, lapping up the juice from Peggy's streaming lips. "Ohhhh," Peggy breathed. "Am I doing good?" Daisy asked thickly, her mouth filled with juice. "Ummm!" was all Peggy could reply. Daisy swallowed the juice and moaned softly with sudden eager satisfaction. She began to lick again, pulling Peggy's lips slowly apart licking the flesh between the outer and inner labia. Daisy lapped at Peggy's pussy, pushing in as deeply as she could, spurred on by the feel of Peggy's tongue working at her own pussy. Peggy reflected dreamily, how much women's tongues differed from one another. In her experience there were no two alike, really, and no two women used them alike. Her current girlfriend Kathleen's tongue, for example, was long and thin and pointed, capable of incredible extension and penetration. And when she sucked, she did so with long, deep thrusts, keeping her tongue stiff and moving it in and out. But Daisy, on the other hand, had a broad, flat, very thick tongue with a wonderfully rough surface that tickled Peggy's sensitive pussy lips with each lick. Daisy's juices began to flow even more freely when Peggy lightly dragged a fingernail across the sensitive area between her vagina and asshole, and she gulped as Peggy inserted her well-lubricated index finger as far in her ass as she could. The extra stimulation caused Daisy to redouble her own pussy-licking efforts. Daisy came first. She paused her sucking on Peggy's cunt while she rode out the orgasm that was traveling through her body. Peggy raised her hips up to Daisy's mouth, and the second she took Peggy's exposed clit into her mouth, Daisy sucked hard, stretching Peggy's overwhelmed clitoris. Peggy's reaction was instant and intense. A burst of fire seemed to explode in her, centering between her thighs and racing through her, consuming her. All her muscles cramped up. Her eyes clamped shut as her back arched and she started to shake uncontrollably. Peggy's hips began to work convulsively as waves of motion raced down through her body from her shoulders, and the skin on her head and face seemed unbearably tight as she was forced deeper and deeper into the swirling, churning pit of sensation. Giant, ringing peals seemed to be exploding inside her head as she lurched in spasms, then everything collapsed at once as she lay there, vibrating. They unwrapped from the 69 position and snuggled together in front of the fake fire on the blanket in the contented comfort of sexual gratification. Both women were exhausted and breathing wearily. I bet your mama don't know you can bite like that. I'll bet she never saw you scratch my back, thought Peggy with a smile. ###### After a while, Peggy rose and padded up the stairs. From a hall closet, Peggy retrieved a box. Returning to Daisy lying on the blanket with her legs splayed wide open, her bright pink pussy wet and throbbing, Peggy opened the box and slowly withdrew a large rubber dildo, rainbow colored and about 7 inches long. "Do you know what this is?" Peggy asked. Daisy nodded. "You will remain a virgin. I promise you. Do you understand? I know that that is important to you." Daisy nodded again. "You have such a sexy butt. I want your butt, Daisy. I want to put this in there. I will not put it anywhere else. I want your butt, Daisy. Do you understand?" Once again, Daisy nodded her head. "Get up and kneel on the floor." Daisy complied. "Turn around so I can see your butt," continued Peggy. Daisy slowly turned around on her knees and placed her hands on the floor and lowered her head. "Bring your butt higher, a little higher, that's right," Peggy ordered. Seeing Daisy kneeling before her, her shiny, pink pussy lips, framed by her thoroughly soaked blonde bush, still puffy and pulsating from her earlier orgasms, and the light brown, tight, crinkled sphincter of her ass slightly spread open made Peggy frantic with desire. Peggy stepped into the straps and one end of the rubber cock dangled from the leather harness while Peggy inserted the other end inside her pussy where it lightly rested against Peggy's G-spot. Inches in front of the front end, Daisy's round behind awaited, milky white, giving evidence of the very conservatively-cut bathing suit her father permitted her to wear. Peggy reached down and massaged the squishy, soft cheeks. Gently, she parted the luscious buns to completely expose Daisy's puckered anus. Peggy let out a husky sigh of desire. "You will have to help me get it in. While I push forward you will have to push back on it, Daisy, slowly, very slowly, it will take time, do you understand?" queried Peggy. Head bowed, Daisy nodded silently. Peggy put the tip against Daisy's anus and held the shaft. Her body shivered with anticipation. Don't look so scared, I'm not no mad-brained bear, Peggy recollected to herself. But it's no hanging matter. It's no capital crime. Remembering to complete the prep work, she pulled back slightly, grabbed the bottle of lubricant she'd placed on the blanket, and poured the liquid onto Daisy's behind. Peggy pulled apart Daisy's round ass cheeks and observed the cool liquid lube trickle down her backside as it ran along her ass crack. Peggy rubbed the lubricant over Daisy's asshole and probed first one then two fingers into her ass. Peggy rubbed the lotion deep into Daisy's wrinkled rosebud, and soon Peggy's probing fingers slid easily into her ass, stretching her, going deeper. Daisy squirmed and moaned as the probing become more intense. Peggy finished the lube job and pulled her fingers out. She moved the head of the dildo against Daisy's anus. Slowly, she pushed onto the tip until it began to enter Daisy's stretched sphincter. "That's right, slowly, let it go in slowly," Peggy cooed, reaching down past Daisy's taut stomach to rub her wet bush. "Uuuuh," Daisy groaned. "Yes, just like that," Peggy whispered. The strap-on moved deeper into Daisy's rectum. "In and out, Daisy", Peggy said under her breath, leaning forward to speak in Daisy's ear. "In and out . . .. In and out . . .. It's all the way in." Peggy paused. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Uh-huh," Daisy grunted. Peggy pulled her hips back slowly and then forward, back and forth, gradually increasing the force of her thrusts. Daisy's butt cheeks swayed with each stroke. Minutes passed as Peggy methodically fucked Daisy in the ass. Both their bodies grew slick with sweat. "Oh, sweet Jesus," Daisy groaned as the cock moved in and out, up to three-quarters its length. Peggy rubbed Daisy's clitoris expertly, kissing her shoulders. Daisy arched her back, trying to move her whole body and not just her butt. Peggy grasped Daisy's shoulders firmly and helped her match the rhythm of the rising and falling strap-on. The dildo moved in and out, slowly and steadily, deeper and deeper. Daisy's groans grew louder. "That's right, Daisy," Peggy murmured as she felt Daisy's body begin to tremble. The teen soccer player was going to come, and there was no stopping it. Peggy seized Daisy's hips and fiercely and hurriedly thrust in and out of her ass, really fucking her as hard as she could. The egg-shaped part of the dildo that was buried in Peggy's pussy started to rhythmically move against her G-spot, sending waves of delight crashing through her body. Peggy's level of pleasure was at such a high plane that she knew she was about to start coming, so she redoubled her fingering of Daisy's clit as she continued to fuck her in the ass, wanting them to orgasm simultaneously. Soon Daisy let out an emphatic howl. The fake cock disappeared completely inside her as Peggy grabbed Daisy's shoulders from underneath, enabling her to bury the dildo into her plump behind as deeply as possible and to simultaneously stroke Daisy's clitoris with her right index finger. Daisy's cries continued as the orgasm wracked her, head to foot, her face hidden in the crumpled blanket, Peggy on top of her, riding out Daisy's contractions, keeping the dildo fully buried in Daisy's behind. Finally, her wails and trembling waned. Peggy lay on top of Daisy trying to catch her breath after her own powerful orgasm, both women sweaty and sticky. A vision of Melody came into Peggy's thoughts. You say you got a friend, and she's wilder than you.