Kristine and Mrs. Anderson
Part 2 of 3
"Oh! oh! ooh! Aaaaarh!" I scream out at the top of
my lungs. My orgasm overwhelms me, my toes curl and my
back arches up as I gush, and gush with sticky love-juice,
mixing, oozing and slamming wetly against Mrs. Anderson’s
wonderfully soft gash.
Mrs. Anderson is close to her own orgasm, and not
quite finished yet. She leans off me, just a bit, to increase her
leverage and really grind into me. We’re rhythmically locked
together. I look up at her, what a beautiful sight! Mrs.
Anderson’s usually well coifed hair all wild and loose, strands
plastered to her lovely, sweaty face, her full breasts bouncing
madly to our fervent tempo.
Our eyes lock together for a second. Mrs. Anderson
grabs my shoulders and stops moving, pressing her pussy hard
against me. Her eyes close and eyebrows come together, her
mouth opens but no sound comes out, just a small amount
dribble flows over her lower lip, down her chin and all over my
breasts and face. A look of the most exquisite agony overcomes
her face. Her pussy gushes warmly all my pussy and thigh. She
moves her hips against me again as a large amount of her own
sticky love-fluid flows from between her legs. Her cum soaks
into my pussy and pubes, running deliciously down my
asscrack, pooling in a warm and sticky puddle under my butt.
Mrs. Anderson’s body finally relaxes and softens on
top of me. She nuzzles her face between my head and shoulder.
We giggle liked innocent school girls.
"Wow, you gals sure are good together," a forgotten
Marcie pipes in from across the room. Jimmy, Jeff and Marcie
we’re watching us the whole time!
"Mm, Mm, Mm, I’ll second that. Please don’t stop on
our account!" Jimmy, my boyfriend adds.
Mrs. Anderson rolls off me. We’re both panting and
recovering.
"Kristine, that was truly, truly wonderful," she smiles
at me from across the bed. "You’re a truly responsive young
woman," she tells me while tussling and fingering my hair. "I
wanted to first fuck you just woman-on-woman with no toys, to
show you how special love-making between two woman can
be. With that out of the way, we can now graduate to my little
bag of love-toys. The night is still quite young, you know, and
there’s still many more ways that I going to screw, and
perhaps, humiliate you by."
"W-What toys," I ask sheepishly. My wrists are still
cuffed to the bed’s headboard. I look down at my sweaty body.
Jimmy, Jeff and Marcie are intently watching us from the
couch by the wall.
"Mmm, well Kristine," Mrs. Anderson smiles at me
from the side of the bed, her hands roaming across my slick
tummy and causally squeezing my breasts. "Basically I have a
special toy to fill every one of your three slutty holes, your
mouth, asshole and of course, this wonderful little cunt of
yours."
"Oooh" I reply inanely as her hand palms me right
between my legs.
"But first Kristine-baby, before I impale your sweet
ass, lets see if we can rev-up your little pussy-flower again,"
Mrs. Anderson teases me while getting on her side and leaning
against me. Her naked body is warm against mine. I feel like a
such a little girl when she talks to me that way. My cheeks
burn red as she slowly kisses my face and nibbles on my ear.
"Hmm, I’ll bet I’ll have this cute box spasming again real
soon."
She nibbles on my ear as her hands push my legs
open once again. The wicked older woman slowly rubs her
palm on the soft inside of my upper thigh. Her pointy tongue
licks along my neck. She rubs the heel of her hand into my
pussy mound! This older woman is turning me into a little
horn-ball again!
"Oh Kristine, my beautiful girl, your little twat is
really heating up again! Hmmm, Let’s move on to the next
phase of our love-making."
Mrs. Anderson leans up off me and reaches into her
bag near the edge of the bed. I pull up on my bindings trying to
get a better look at what she’s doing. I gasp as she pulls out
what looks to me like a squat plastic dildo with a very bristly
head and warty surface, the end flaring out into a wide disc.
She also takes out a small jar of some kind of lube jelly and
works it all over the plastic dong. She then places the strange
thing directly on my chest, between my breasts!
"Kristine, sweetie, my little plastic friend here soon
will be completely planted deep up your ass, isn’t that a nice
idea? From what Jimmy tells me you’ve never had the pleasure
of a real ass-fucking before, but I guess there’s a first time for
everything. This is a special kind of anal-plug, it’s bumpy
surface will really heighten your first act of sodomy."
"Oh God, Mrs. Anderson," I moan with
mounting desire, what she’s saying is true, we don’t see a lot
of variety out here. "That’s such a nasty looking thing!"
"Yes it sure is. All right then sweetcakes, it’s
bottoms-up," Mrs. Anderson tells me while picking the plastic
thingie off my chest. She quickly flips me over on my stomach.
My arms are still connected to the headboard, through the
swivel chain. She arranges me so I’m on my knees and elbows,
with my ass jutting upwards. My forehead resting on the
pillow. This is so wild, so nasty. I can’t believe what’s about to
happen to me.
The older woman’s hands caress and roam up and
down my exposed backside.
"Kristine, your young ass is every bit as sweet as I’ve
imagined it to be, so nice and tight and round," Mrs. Anderson
informs as I feel her tongue lathering up my butt.
"Ooow, Oh!" I yelp in surprise as Mrs. Anderson’s
sharp teeth bite into my backside. I hear Jimmy and company
chuckling from the couch.
"First I think we’re going to have to loosen you up a
bit girl," the older woman exclaims. She rummages through
her equipment. I gulp when I hear Mrs. Anderson putting on a
pair of latex gloves.
"Don’t worry sweetcheeks, I have a pair of rubber
gloves on now and I’m lubing them up with some of my
special butt oil. You’ll just go wild when I stick my fingers up
your asshole."
"Oh God!" I groan aloud. I never knew Mrs.
Anderson could be so wonderfully and utterly nasty.
Mrs. Anderson’s cool fingers spread my ass cheeks
wide open. I can’t believe this is happening! I’m going to be
finger-fucked in the ass, by a woman! Not only that, she’s also
my neighbor and a family friend no less. It’s so completely
wicked, I just love it! My pussy is sopping wet.
"Ooooh," I gasp. Mrs. Anderson’s latex covered hand
massages over and around my rosebud. I groan and shake in
my bindings as the tips of her fingers press against my rear
hole, making slow circles, working their way into me! It feels
quite odd when her pointer finger slides completely into me,
right up to her knuckle!
"Now that’s something you don’t see everyday,"
Jimmy observes from the couch. Jeff and Marcie chuckle at
this.
I shutter as Mrs. Anderson manipulates my bottom,
twisting her finger around inside me! She takes her time
rummaging around in my rear. I sob as the older woman
slowly slips her finger out of my ass. I hear the unmistakable
sound of Mrs. Anderson taking off her latex gloves.
"Easy there baby," Mrs. Anderson coos to me softy. "I
just wanted to warm you up a little. Now Kristine, you did
good. You need to relax your little butt as much as possible.
Hmmm, yes, I’m really going to enjoy watching your sassy
young ass get fully taken tonight."
"Ooch!" I yelp and moan as I feel the contact of the
plug’s oily, mushroom shaped, soft bristly-knobby head
pressing against my asshole. Oh! This is so unbelievable! Mrs.
Anderson is so, so naughty.
"Easy baby, relax, just relax. I’m just going to gently,
but firmly twist and turn the plug into your beautiful ass now."
"Aarh OH! OH! Ooooh!," I cry out into the pillow in
short huffs as Mrs. Anderson does just that! The plastic thing
moves into me a bit but then stops tight, not moving any
further!
"Now Kristine, you going to have to work
with me here. You going to have to relax those sweet cheeks of
yours just a bit now."
"Oh! Oh-my! Arrrh!" I wiggle and squirm as the plug
twists against me, it makes no further progress.
"I have an idea. Hey Marcie," Mrs. Anderson calls over to the
couch. "Why don’t you come
over here and french kiss our little friend here. She needs a little
distraction."
"Sure thing Angie, I’d love too." Marcie gets of the
couch and comes pattering over to the bed. I can’t believe it!
Marcie is a new friend of mine, I’d never thought we’d wind
up kissing!
"Hiya sweetie," Marcie says while climbing on top of
the bed near my head. I take my head off the pillow and look
up at Marcie’s pretty face. Her heart shaped face is framed by
long brown hair and soft brown eyes. Her finger pushes back
the hair that has fallen over my face. She lifts up my chin and
brings her soft lips to mine. Wow! She’s really a great kisser!
Our lips slip and slide together. I relax and moan as her tongue
gently traces over my lips.
"Yes, yes in we go!" Mrs. Anderson cries out.
"Aaaah!" There’s an odd popping sound as Mrs.
Anderson’s anal plug suddenly breaks through and continues
traveling up and into me in short raspy movements. Oh! What
a bizarre sensation! It feels like I’m having a super big bowel
movement. But that can’t be true, I also feel the plugs obscene
plastic-bumpy surface sliding right INTO my rosebud. I know
something has to be moving IN not OUT!
"Thank you Marcie," Mrs. Anderson says, "you did great, you
can sit down now."
"Sure, anytime." Marcie climbs off the bed.
"Oh! Oooooh! Oh! Oooooh!"
Mrs. Anderson firmly twists and turns the strange
dong up into my bottom with a slow and rock steady pace. I
sob and whimper, pulling on my bound wrists as the wider part
of the plug moves into me, opening up my ass. I feel every
plastic spike and oily bump sliding up past my anus. The older
woman puts her deliberate strength behind the plug.
"Ooh yes, yes my little Kristina," The older woman
coos softy. "Your taking your first anal penetration very, very
well now baby. Slowly, slowly, that’s it, just inch-by-inch. Ah
yes, yes, in we go."
It feels like forever as Mrs. Anderson continues to
twist the soft-spiky plug into me. As she twists and rotates the
thing and up and into my rear, I sense a thick, oily balloon
welling up inside my ass. The room is completely quiet now,
just the perverse glistening sound of the plastic intruder
making its way up my bum!
My ass involuntarily squirms and attempts to clamp
down on the intruding dong-thing, but it’s useless of course. I
put my head down and moan into the pillow, pulling on my
bound arms and arching my butt up. Her plug-thing slowly
fills me up, expanding deep inside my bowels. In a
extraordinary wicked way I feel like my whole backside is
being shucked wide open. I can actually feel the wonderfully
horrid thing teasingly press against the back of my pussy!
"Ah yes, Kristine, my little fuck-toy, the plug is
almost all the way inside you now," she tells me. I feel the
wide disc stop against my butt, preventing the anal invader
from proceeding any further into me. I’m brimming with the
most delicious, most perverted fullness welling up from inside
my ass. My thighs are shaking . I groan and bite into the
pillow, leaning on my bound arms. I experiment by squeezing
and rolling my hips and thighs slightly, causing the strange
plug to give me wild sensations.
"Well, I think our little lady here is taking her first
anal penetration quite, what do you folks think?" What a
question for Mrs. Anderson to ask! It’s even worse when I hear
Jimmy, Marcie and Jeff murmur their agreement from their
viewing spot at the couch.
"Well, Kristine, I have to admit your sweet little butt
does look pleasingly depraved with my nasty butt-plug stuck
way up in there. Now what would mother and father say if they
could see their proper little cheerleader all bound-up and well
plugged." Mrs. Anderson lightly rest her hand on top of the
plug’s disc, sending more crazy sensations up and into my
bottom.
"Oh God, M-Mrs. A-Anderson, th-this is just between
us in the room, p-please.."
"Why of course dear, of course. I just love to watch
the oh-so-proper girl next door become a my wanton sex-toy."
With that, Mrs. Anderson palms the end of the discs and
begins to forcefully rotate the plug around inside my butt,
creating a wet squishy sounds and driving me totally insane.
"Aaaaaaaaah, Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh God! P-please M-Mrs.
Anderson!" I groan out loud as shocks of pleasure shoot up
from my poor bottom. Her ministrations are making me crazy!
"So tell me little one, should we fuck each other silly
with a large double-headed dildo I have in my bag?"
"Y-yes, OH! y-yes, y-yes, God-YES!, p-p-please," I
whimper to Mrs. Anderson, my lesbian lover!
"Well, okay then, Jimmy can you get me one of your
wooden kitchen chairs and place it near the bed.?"
"Sure thing."
I’m in a daze, my ass, pussy and nipples are on fire!
Mrs. Anderson lets go of my ass and uncuffs my wrists from
the headboard. She quickly re-cuff my hands together behind
my back.
"Kristine, be a good girl, go and kneel in front of the
chair Jimmy just brought and await my instructions."
"Yes, Mrs. Anderson." Breathing heavily I slowly hop
off the bed, every movement causing the anal plug to shoot
more wild sensation up my bottom. I kneel obediently on the
carpet, in front of the plain wooden kitchen chair Jimmy just
provided.
My lover, Mrs. Anderson, pulls out a 10-to-12 inch
double-headed dildo from her bag of tricks. My pussy twitches
when I see the thick bulbous heads on each end of the phallus
coming into view. I gulp as I visualize what me and Mrs.
Anderson are probably about to do to each other with such a
monster double-dong!
She puts the dildo on the side of the bed, and sits on
the chair with her knees together and crooks a finger for me to
come towards her. Which I do, shuffling forward on my knees,
my arms bound behind me causes my chest to jut out. I move
awkwardly towards Mrs. Anderson like an obedient bitch in
heat.
She opens her legs wide and smiles sweetly down at
me as I scuffle close. As my tummy meets the front of her
chair, our eyes lock. Mrs. Anderson leans forwards and grabs
my head. She kisses me fully on the mouth, then kisses my
nose, chin, cheeks, eyes and hair. Her kisses are hard, wet and
torrid. She laps at my face with her long, pointed tongue. I’m
quite heated now as I return Mrs. Anderson’s kisses. I kiss her
full lips, her cheeks, her neck.
With her strong arms on my shoulders she directs me
downward to her breasts, which I happily feast upon. I lick,
suck and bit gently the older woman’s nipple’s. She closes her
eyes and murmurs in approval.
"Ooh Ooh, Kristine, sweet, sweet little Kristine, so
young, so fine.."
My face is between her warm breasts when Mrs.
Anderson’s places her hands on the sides of my head and
begins to push me even further downward. I bend lower
willingly. I’ve always though of all the crazy sexy, depraved
things I would try, I would never, never, eat out another
woman, but that seems like a lifetime ago.
Her hands hold and direct the back of my head to that
soft magic place between her legs. I draw in her wonderfully
strong musky scent. My tongue is out and my eyes are closed
as I lap up between Mrs. Anderson’s swollen pussy lips. She
grips the back of my head. I lap her up like a dog, I find her
clit and suck on it and twirl it around on my tongue, then run
the flat part of my tongue back and forth between her pussy
lips, just as she did to me earlier. She gently pushes me up.
"Aaah yes, my little one, very good, I think we’re
quite ready now."
Shakily I get to my feet. Mrs. Anderson grabs the
double-headed dildo from the bed and rubs one end of it along
her pussy. The dildo disappears into Mrs. Anderson’s love-
tunnel. Leaving the other end to bob obscenely between her
legs.
"Come here darling, spread those skinny legs of yours
climb and onto my lap."
I can’t believe I’m doing this! With my wrists bound
behind me, anal plug in my butt, my nipples hard and pointing
forward, I walk, trembling just a bit, to Mrs. Anderson. Her
one hand is lewdly feeding the dildo into her pussy, the other
beckoning me towards her.
I spread my legs wide to straddle and climb onto
Mrs. Anderson’s lap, like I’m riding a horse. I’m wobble back
and forth because my toes can barely touch the floor. The plug
in my butt wobbles around. Her naked thighs are warm where
they meet mine. We’re now face-to-face, my breasts are almost
at level with the older woman’s.
She holds my waist with one hand to steady me and
scoots me forward a bit, causing the other end of bulbous dildo
to rest against my pussy.
"Mmm, Kristine, now isn’t this cozy?" Mrs.
Anderson looks me directly in the eye. "Are you sure you’re
ready for this?" She says looking down at the free end of the
dildo.
"Y-yes, oh yes!" I hiss. I can’t believe what we’re
about to do!
I look down and watch in amazement as Mrs.
Anderson takes the free end of the dong and rubs it up and
down along my twitching pussy. She pushes the big bulbous
head between my outer lips, opening me up a little. I gasp and
close my eyes at the intense and very intimate contact. The soft
dildo head feels incredible firm and oddly spongy as the older
woman pushes and compresses the thing between my (now
quite slippery) pussy lips. It feels great as the wide head enters
my body. The dildo slips just inside me. I can’t believe I’m
now attached, pussy-to-pussy, to Mrs. Anderson!
"Okay, my sweet, sweet baby, up we go," Mrs.
Anderson coos to me as she takes hold of my hips and gently
lifts me up. She very, very slowly lowers me down and onto the
upright phallus, causing
the end of the dong to push up and into my love-tunnel!
"Aaah, Oh, Ooh, oh my! Oh my! Oommph! OH
GOD!, YES! I-I-I...oh WOW!" I gurgle and moan inanely.
Warm pleasure spreads up from my between my legs as more
of the big dong slides up and into me. I’m being slowly cleaved
wide open, right here on Mrs. Anderson’s warm lap!
"Yes, yes, that’s it baby, Oooooh yes, that’s my good
little girl. Your taking it quite well. Oh Kristine, my little
Kristine, you’re so soft, so light." Mrs. Anderson looks down
and watches intently as the dildo rides up and into me.
I do feel so small and special when she talks to me
that way! I twist around and writhe in my limited movement,
causing the most unbelievable sensations from my impaled
pussy as I sit here straddling her lap. It’s a good thing she’s
holding me by the hips, because with my arms bound behind
me, and my toes barely reaching the floor I don’t have a good
sense of balance.
The older woman presses me closer to her. She opens
her mouth and kisses me passionately on the lips. I attempt to
return her kisses and groan as the dildo continues to move up
and into me, splitting me open. inch, by-agonizingly-slow
inch. As I slide forward and down on the thick rubber dong
our pussies are get closer and my legs are lewdly splayed wider
and wider over the older woman’s lap.
Slowly and instinctively our hips begin to jerk and
rotate around. Each movement translates into our shared
double-dildo, causing it to slide, and squish around in our
pussies. The sensations are just incredible!
"M-M-Mmmh-OH!" I whimper as our impaled
pussies come to mash together. I’m now fully pressed against
the older woman. Tummy-to-tummy, pussy-to-pussy and breast
to breast. I bounce up and down and in and out while
straddling her lap. I intuitively run my mouth and tongue
along her neck and shoulder, drooling on the older woman just
a little. We bounce and mash together in this fashion for quite
a long time. Once again I feel transported to that other worldly
place of endless pleasure. I’m so hot and sweaty as I give in
and respond to every squishy bumpy and driving movement
from Mrs. Anderson’s hips. In a weird way I feel like I’m once
again melting into this older woman, like a slice of soft cheese
on hot apple pie. I’m being absorbed into her very pores!
I groan at all the incredible sensations. I roll my hips
down to further skewering myself onto the older woman. I arch
my back and shamelessly push my chest into the face of my
wicked, wicked lady lover. Mrs. Anderson responds by taking
hold of my shoulders and manipulating me to devour my
breasts. She bites, nips and wildly suckles me repeatedly from
breast to breast. She holds my nipple between her teeth and
pushes my shoulders back, causing me to groan and whimper
in pain and pleasure. She rocks her hips fiercely up and down,
causing me to jerk and bob uncontrollably on our shared dildo.
"Oh, my, oh my," the older woman coos between
mouthfuls of my wobbling breastmeat. "Poor, poor, poor little
Kristina. She’s now a quite the hot little fuck-toy, isn’t she!"
She holds me tightly to her sweaty body as our hips violently
buck and mash together. We’re both glistening with slippery
sweat. I gasp and groan as the plastic invader twists, slips,
slides in and out of me. Our swollen, pointy clits touch
together to deliciously squish and rub together, nose-to-nose.
"Aaah! Oh Yes! Oh Yes! Oh! I’m really, really
fucking you, you little bitch, you little slut-girl-twat! Aah! I’m
fucking your little-girlie brains out! Oh! And you love it! Oh!
You feel so fucking great! You nasty little bitch! Oh! Y-you
just love it, you-you little twat!"
Mrs. Anderson cries out as her hips move in a quick
series of short, very intense jabs causing me to bounce and bob
faster on her lap. She throws her head back with a look of
intense concentration, then slows down a bit and smiles up at
me. I pout in disappointment as she stops moving her hips. At
this point I’m helpless to stop my own hips from their own
obscene gyrating motion.
"Oh Kristine, okay, okay, let’s have some fun and
make you cum like the good little-girl fuck queen you are,"
Mrs. Anderson teases as she wraps one hand around my waist,
holding still my hyperactive hips and impaled pussy close to
her body.
She once again fastens her mouth and sucks in my
nipple, clamping her teeth to me and playing her tongue across
my sensitive nip. I bite my lower lip and whimper. While
holding me very still on top of the dildo and chewing hard on
my nipple, the wicked older woman reaches her free hand
around to my backside, and fingers and grabs hold of the anal
plug still deeply lodged up my rear!
"OH! OH GOD! Oooh, Oh, Oh, Oh Mrs. Anderson!"
I babble as I realize the depraved action she has in mind.
I whimper and sob on her sweaty lap, leaning my
head onto her shoulder as she slowly pulls the spiky plug out of
my anus. My rosebud feel loose and rubbery as I feel the head
of the plug resting against my bottom. She very slowly re-
inserts the spiky thing back up my ass! It slides into me quite
easily this time. I’m swamped a dirty, guilty pleasure as many,
many wondrous sensations shoot through my body.
"Aaah, Aaaah, oh my, oh my oh M-Mrs. Aaah-Aaah-Anderson, OH!"
She picks up a slow, steady tempo, pumping the
bumpy anal phallus in and out, in and out, of my poor ass. An
embarrassing wet smacking sound comes from my butt every
time she re-inserts the thing back into me! It’s just too much!
The wicked older woman has her teeth clamped on my nipple,
and I’m completely impaled on our shared double-dildo!
I squeal, whine, and moan, pulling at my bound arms
while continuing to lewdly gyrate and bounce on the older
woman’s lap. Mrs. Anderson, my proper neighbor from down
the street and good friend of my parents relentlessly works me
over! My straddling legs clamp down, and hold tightly around
the older woman’s thighs. My God! What have I’ve become
here? I’m her impaled bouncing girlie-sex-toy! I squirm wildly
up and down, completely entrapped on the older woman’s lap.
She’s relentlessly pumps my ass in-and-out, in-and-out, with
that obscene plug-thing, all the while mouthing and sucking
hard on my nipple!
"G-g-grrr, ga, ga, gr, Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Aaaaaarhhhhh! OH! Aaaaaaaaarhhhhh!" I tense-up, arching
my back and pressing myself tightly against Mrs. Anderson’s
heated body. My orgasm takes me by surprise by how quickly
it overtakes me, ripping through me like white fire, starting
from the deepest place in back of my distended and impaled
pussy, shooting up my back, up to my breasts, down my legs,
curling my feet and toes. She holds me close as I tremble,
shudder and shake up and down on her lap. After a long while
I finally relax, and take a deep breath.
Mrs. Anderson gently kisses my neck, working her
way up to my lips. She takes my head in her hands and we
softy kiss. We explores each others lips, tongue and mouth for
a bit, in a kind of post-orgasm bliss.
"Mmm, Mrs. Anderson, that was so wonderful," I
gush, smiling at the older woman.
"Yes, yes it was. All right baby, I think that’s enough
for now," Mrs. Anderson tells me as she lifts me off the dildo
into a standing position.
"Wow!" Jimmy exclaims from the couch. "That was
out-a-sight!"
Mrs. Anderson helps me clean myself up as everyone
stretches, somewhat dazed, and calls it a night. Mrs.
Anderson, Jeff and Marcie go home. Jimmy is really worked
up and we quickly fuck. Jimmy is okay, but I’m already
thinking of how me and Mrs. Anderson can get together again.
END OF PART 2
