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Naughty Nighties…(((((Re-written)))))(Please read my A Christmas Carol… story first.)Once Carol moved in I started my seduction. Bringing up sex often in an off-handed manner. Remarking what a great ass a guy had, etc… I wasn’t certain about Carol but after three weeks I was damned horny! I’d hadn’t had sex in those three weeks which, for me at the time, was pretty much a record for going without cock or pussy. I knew that Carol hadn’t brought anyone to our suite so, unless she was getting a quickie after her part-time job, she hadn’t had sex either. I knew how horny I’d been at 17 and gauged that she was ‘hot-to-trot’. I certainly was! Imagining ways to please Carol in bed had me masturbating behind my closed bedroom door at night like a teenager who’d just discovered her ‘happy place’.Deciding not to wait any longer, I put the first part of my plan in motion. The man I’d met and seduced in the hotel bar before inviting him up to my penthouse was standing behind our suite’s small bar while I knelt down to suck briefly on the cock I’d freed from his pant’s fly. Our brief stop at the bar for a drink had become a stand-up grope session before I’d dropped down to suck cock. But I didn’t want this guy to become too horny to quickly. Releasing his cock from my mouth I took his hand and led him to the couch. We were sitting on the couch for only a few minutes kissing before I allowed him to unbutton my blouse down to my waist. He didn’t bother pulling my blouse all the way out from under my skirt’s waistband. Only enough that my blouse was loose so his hand could move behind me to unclip my bra.Pushing my bra up over my breasts, his mouth left mine and began sucking on my nipples as his hand molded each of my breasts. Exhaling a long, deep breath, I put my hand behind his head and pulled his mouth tighter to my tit. He sucked harder on my erect nipples until they ached. I felt my pussy lips sliding as I moved my legs and knew they were wet. After three weeks with no sex I sure as hell was ‘hot-to-trot’!After molding and sucking on each of my breasts for several minutes, his hand skimmed over my flat stomach to below my hemline before reversing up and under my skirt. His mouth sucked harder on one of my nipples as he bit down to capture it between his teeth. Sucking hard on my nipple between his teeth as his tongue lashed and sc****d over it. I couldn’t stop the moan escaping from deep in my throat from how good the ache in my nipple felt even as I spread my legs wider so his hand could palm my pussy lips through my barely there silk panties. Through the thin material I was sure he could tell I was wet already by how easily my lips were sliding under his fingers. I brought my leg up and hooked the three inch heel of my shoe on the edge of the couch cushion. Using my leg I lifted my hips up as much as I could to help as he pulled my silk panties down over my ass, past my thighs to my knees and then to my ankles. He held them until I could get one high-heeled shoe out of the panties before his hand slid up to cup my now bare pussy again. God, I was wet as he used one and then two fingers to slide deep inside me before pulling out to spread my juice over and around my clit. His thumb began massaging and circling my clit as his fingers returned to probe deeper into my pussy. His arm behind my shoulders pulled me hard to his chest as his mouth left my tit and trailed kisses up to and around my neck. I reached to hold his cock and relaxed in his arms while thoroughly enjoying the fingering my pussy was receiving. Damn! If he turned out to be as good with his cock as he was with his fingers… Boy, oh boy, had I chosen well in the bar!My breathing was ragged as he followed my whispered instructions on how I wanted my pussy and clit fingered. ‘There. Right there. Oh, yeeessss…’ I began to feel my deep cunt muscles contract in the first sign of an orgasm. Damn! I was way ahead of schedule! Having an orgasm while on the couch hadn’t been part of my plan. I need to slow things down, I thought and pushed his hand from between my legs. As he began using his suddenly freed hand to fumble with his belt, I was vaguely aware of the time and I needed to buy just a few more minutes before he mounted me. After all the trouble I’d taken to set this scene I couldn’t take the chance that he’d come too soon.I helped him with his belt and getting his trousers undone. Pushing him to sit back on the couch, I knelt on the floor between his legs. Sitting up on my knees and leaning forward, I wrapped my long hair around his shaft and used the silky strands to slide my hand up and down his shaft. I was very pleased that the guy I’d chosen had a good body and was more than average in cock size. After so long with no cock, the thought of how it was going to feel to have this nice cock between my legs caused more deep muscles to contract as more juice moistened my pussy lips.I continued to stroke his shaft while licking away the large amount of pre-cum I was milking from his shaft. Lowering my head further over his lap I began sucking on the large, purple head. Letting my hair fall away I held his cock in my hand while tonguing one side of his cock and then the other from base to tip. He was unbuttoning his shirt and moving the material out of the way while I took my time playing with his cock… Turning his cock red with my lipstick.I figured I only needed to keep him occupied for another five to ten minutes. I spent most of that time giving him a blow job before letting him slip from my mouth. Standing, canlı bahis I took off my skirt and tossed it next to my panties. Straddling his hips, I used one hand to guide his cock between my lips as I began lowering myself down over his lap. Once his tip was in my hole, I released his shaft and began a slow, circular lap dance to take more of him inside my pussy. As his shaft got wet with my pussy juice, I began a more vigorous up and down motion driving him as far inside me as I could. Then… Almost to the minute I’d estimated, just as I was fucking my pussy hard on his cock, I heard the door lock unlatch and Carol walked in. I acted as if I’d heard nothing and continued to fuck myself on the hard shaft until Carol eek’ed in shock at the sight of me fucking a stranger on our couch.Looking behind me and feigning shock at seeing Carol, I rose quickly and sat on the couch trying to cover my pussy and tits with my hands. I looked at Carol looking at us and pretended to be as shocked as she was. ‘Oh, shit! Carol, I’m so sorry! I lost track of time,’ I stammered. I apologized over and over for losing track of time while the guy I’d chosen was trying to hide his hard-on. Quickly standing, I could see Carol’s eyes darting all over, noting my panties and skirt on the floor, my blouse open and bra pushed up exposing my tits. My smeared lip stick and the red-ish cock of the man who was undecided whether to welcome another potential bed partner or run for the door. Carol was about to dart back out the door when I told her to stay, that this was her home, too.Apologizing over and over for ‘losing track of the time’, I hustled the guy into my bedroom and closed the door behind us. I almost started laughing remembering the look on Carol’s face going from shock to appraising as she’d gotten good looks at my exposed body and the cock visible on the couch. The guy was starting to wonder at the possibility of a threesome when I pushed him onto my bed and pretty much rap*d him. I’m not a quiet lover but this time I made sure to make my demands of what I wanted and how hard I wanted them done extra loud for Carol to hear. I especially wanted Carol hear how much I was enjoying fucking as I got on my bed on my hands and knees. The meaty sounds of our bodies coming together filled my bedroom as he doubled and then redoubled the force of his fucking strokes because of my urgent cries to, ‘Fuck me harder!’He didn’t last long while responding to my loud demands for faster and harder before coming in my pussy. I gave him a short time to regain his breath while sucking his cock clean before letting him get dressed and then hustling him out of my bedroom. I noticed Carol’s bedroom door was cracked open and knew she’d listened to every grunt, groan and cry of our sex. He’d been a halfway decent fuck and I wouldn’t have minded a longer fuck session with him except my plan was in motion. I gave the guy a long, deep kiss and thanked him for being a good fuck before pushing him out the door.Clad in a robe that exposed most of my tits and was held shut by two buttons at my waist, I walked behind the bar and called out that he was gone and it was safe to join me for a drink. Carol and I had developed a routine of having one or two drinks together after she’d come home. I usually made her Whiskey Sours a little weak but not this time. I doubt she noticed as she gulped the first one down. I started making her another as she sat at the bar and watched. I knew she was taking in every detail from my mussed bed-hair, to the cleavage I was advertising, to the smell of sex that clung heavily to me.The guy had filled me with a huge load of cum and I’d put my fingers under my pussy hole to catch every drop that leaked from me after he’d pulled out. I hadn’t let a single drop of our combined sex cum go to waste on the already wet from my juices sheets. Instead, I’d spread the cum I collected on my thighs and pussy lips, leaving noticeable, thick white clumps here and there. I knew I reeked of sex and from the flaring of Carol’s nostrils I also knew she was u*********sly noticing every scent, from pussy to man cum, I was wafting out into the air.Handing Carol her second drink I again apologized for losing track of the time. This time when she said she hadn’t minded all that much I let the subject drop and instead came around the bar with the bottle and sat next to her. Sitting, I pretended not to notice how my seemingly innocent nightgown gaped open under the buttons at my waist when I spread my legs. I poured more whiskey into our now mostly whiskey Whiskey Sours and running my fingers through my mussed bed-hair, admitted I’d been really horny after so long without sex.’After a-while, my masturbation toys just don’t do enough. But I guess you know all about that,’ I giggled, pretending to be drunker than what I was. ‘When I get really horny, I’ll go get a guy from the bar downstairs for some real satisfaction between my legs.”So… That was just a guy you met in the bar,’ Carol asked and took a long sip of her drink.’Yeah,’ I admitted and then leaned towards Carol to top off her drink again. I carefully didn’t look down to see how my movements had caused the almost sheer material of my nighty to open wider exposing most of my thighs. From the quick downward darts of Carol’s eyes when she thought I wasn’t looking, she certainly had noticed.’I can’t even remember his name,’ I giggled and continued in a conspiratorial whisper, sharing girl-to-girl secrets. ‘I lucked out, though. He had a really nice cock,’ bahis siteleri I told her though I was sure she’d gotten a good look at how much he had.’But, I bet I don’t have to tell you that size matters,’ I continued as she took another long sip from her drink and blushed. I dropped my voice to a whisper again. ‘Don’t say anything but once,’ I stopped and made a show of looking around to make sure we were alone and acting drunker than I was. ‘Once, I was bringing Jason’s laundry to his room and caught him just out of the shower. He was drying his hair with the towel over his head so he didn’t see me but I sure saw him. He looked really big even soft! So, tell me, is he as big as I think he is?’Carol blushed an even deeper red and nodded after taking another long sip. I topped her drink off again and poured a little in mine. Carol protested but I reminded her that tomorrow was a Saturday with no classes or work so we’d count tonight as a ‘female bonding’ time-out from the world. I pretended to be suitably amazed when I got her to hold her hands out to approximate Jason’s length. Truly, I was amazed. Not at Jason’s cock length, which I’d been fucking for years, but at Carol’s ability to even take that much cock. I was six or seven inches taller than Carol in my bare feet. I assumed that my vagina was proportional to my height and I could barely take Jason’s monster when he was in a hurry and didn’t allow my cunt time to stretch out around him. I held out my drink for a toast. ‘To big cocks and having the time to get royally fucked by them!’ I tossed back my drink and Carol followed my example.I topped off our drinks one more time. I was actually starting to feel the alcohol and Carol was noticeably drunker than I was. After this drink I’d monitor her in-take better. I wanted her drunk with inhibitions lowered, not drunk and passing out! While she took another sip I spread my legs to open the filmy material of my nightgown until I was uncovered completely from my knees to my pussy. This time Carol couldn’t help but notice my just fucked pussy with bits of drying, white cum stuck to my pussy lips and thighs. The material above my waist buttons was noticeably sheerer than the material under the waist. I again pretended not to not to see Carol’s eyes darting from my tits and hard nipples to my cummy pussy and back.I pretended not to notice and Carol didn’t say anything as we talked about past boyfriends and shared secrets but from the quick glances she was directing exclusively between my legs now, I knew… I’m not a heavy smoker who needs a cigarette pack everywhere I go but from time to time, especially after sex I like a cigarette. Or, if I have the time, a good cigar is even better. I was out on the balcony having a cigar about a week after Carol had moved in and it turned out that she was a secret, part-time smoker, also. Reaching over the bar again for ‘our stash’ my gown gave up even the pretense of covering my slit and from my waist down I was completely open to Carol. I ‘noticed’ after a minute or so after we’d lit a cigar to share. With a drunken, ‘Oopsy’, I made a show of trying to cover myself with one hand but giving up when the thin material kept sliding open.’Ahh, fuck it,’ I giggled with a shrug. ‘It’s not as if you’ve never seen a pussy before.’ I passed the cigar to Carol and freshened our drinks with more Sour than Whiskey this time just to keep Carol’s buzz going as she took several puffs. The more Carol drank the more open she was about her looking at my pussy. After a few minutes I pretended to notice and asked what she found so interesting.Carol blushed a deep, deep red but admitted that she’d never seen a shaved pussy. ‘It’s not shaven but waxed,’ I explained. Moving to sit on the edge of the bar stool, I leaned back slightly to show my pussy better and ran my fingers over my hairless mound. ‘Jason’s dad liked my pussy bald. He really liked eating my pussy without hair in the way.’ I didn’t admit that Jason loved to run his tongue through my bald slit, too. ‘After awhile, I liked the way it felt and now I get a wax job every other month or so.’ I ran my fingers over my mound again and said, ‘Here. Touch it. Run your finger over the skin. See how smooth it makes me.’ Though Carol protested, I could tell she was intrigued. ‘Go ahead,’ I urged her and laughed. ‘I won’t tell anyone and it’s not like it’s the first time a woman has touched my pussy.’ Carol looked up at my eyes when I admitted I’d been with a woman before. Dropping her gaze quickly, she hesitantly reached out and ran her finger over my newly waxed mound. ‘It is smooth,’ she observed as she continued to rub her finger on my mound before slowly running it down one pussy lip before stopping and snatching her hand away quickly. ‘You’ve got… Umm… There’s…’I looked and pretended to notice for the first time the dried bit of cum still clinging to my pussy. I shrugged and flaked it away with a fingertip. ‘I would have cleaned up more,’ I said, spreading my legs while manipulating my pussy with my fingers to flake away more cum. Opening my lips so Carol had a fine viewing of my slit from my still wet pussy hole to my clit. Without doubt her first look at another woman’s most private parts. ‘But the guy was in a real hurry to leave. I guess he needed to get back to his wife before she sent out a search party,’ I concluded.Carol drained her drink and while I mixed another very weak one for her, she asked, ‘You let… You took a married man to your bedroom?”If you remember, I took him on the bahis şirketleri couch first!’Carol laughed at my little joke and I took the opportunity of her good mood to suggest, ‘Hey, tomorrow I’ll take you to the spa I go to. My treat. You can see if you like living bald.’Carol protested but not very hard. I let the offer drop but I could tell she was intrigued. Carol next said how much she liked my robe and I told her that we’d go shopping after our spa date. This time her protests were much weaker. She knew I had money and had long since stopped offering to help pay for anything after I’d told her to just enjoy having 24/7 room service and to charge everything she wanted to the room. She hadn’t brought any of her friends from college to visit yet but she’d told me how jealous they were at her luck in living here.Sharing another cigar while staying nicely drunk we exchanged sex tales though I kept my sexcapade stories in the R-Rated range from high school and not the XXX-Rated ones of today. I have a natural gift for getting other people to do most of the talking and Carol was telling me more of her sexual experiences than I told her of mine. Gradually her language loosened up because of alcohol and my bad influence. She began to say ‘tit’ and ‘cock’ and ‘pussy’, etc., as easily as I did. Another drink and after she’d admired my robe again I had the brilliant idea of her trying on some of my nighties. It didn’t take much persuading to get her moving, or rather, drunkenly swaying towards my room. Girls always like to try on clothes.The tangled sheets on my bed with the noticeable cum stain made her giggle without her noticing she had. Carol was shy enough to step into the bathroom to change before coming back out to model in front of me and the mirror. God, I was surprised I didn’t start drooling, she was even more beautiful than I’d imagined. My nighties were long on her, of course, but because they were fitted for my lean 34B-23-35 frame, on her much fuller 36D frame her tits and cleavage were shown off in a very flattering way. She was shy enough to wear her panties with all the nighties she tried on. I had to coax her out of the bedroom when she tried on the fourth naughty nightie. It was very sheer and did nothing to hide her beautiful, full tits and impressive cleavage as she shyly crossed her arms under her boobs.I couldn’t keep my hands to myself any longer and while she turned this way and that way in front of my mirror, I came up behind her and pretended to adjust the material around her shoulders. As soon as my fingers touched her I could feel a tremor sweep through her body and she stopped moving. Motionless, she looked straight into the mirror like a deer caught in the headlights of a speeding car. Trailing my fingers lightly down her arms to her elbows I could feel her shaking when my hands left her arms to curve in to rest on her hips. I moved closer and caught her eyes in the mirror as my hands moved slowly up her stomach. Gently moving her arms away to cup and support the underside of those beautiful breasts I’d wanted to touch for so long.Carol closed her eyes as my hands began to slowly knead her soft tits. Gently rolling her hard nipples that were larger and longer than mine between my thumb and fingers. Cupping and weighing her breasts in my hands. Her eyes were halfway open as I turned her to face me. I hadn’t taken the time to take my heels off for sex and I was still wearing them. At 6’1″, I towered over Carol and she tilted her head up to look at me. Her lips were parted, her breathing shallow and rapid as my hands dropped to her waist to pull her against me as I dipped my head to kiss her for the first time. She was hesitant at first, but then her full lips softened and she opened her mouth wider to accept my tongue.Pulling back only long enough to skim the nighty up and off, I let her nightie fall to the floor. My robe pooled around my feet only a second later. Bending to kiss her soft, open lips again I gently guided her to my bed. Carol offered no resistance as I positioned her on top of the mattress. Lying beside her, propped up on one elbow, I could look down on her as I played with her breasts with my other hand. I felt her shudder as my thumb ran across her hard nipple. Carol’s bush was dark and full between her legs, standing out even more against her faint bikini line. I took her mouth with mine again as my hand left her breast. Her stomach muscles quivered under my touch as my hand moved down to run my fingers through the hair on her mound. Her bush was full but very soft. I took my mouth from hers. Trailing kisses and soft licks down her throat and neck had her trembling below me as I asked if she’d ever been with another woman before. The small shake of her head and whispered, No, confirmed everything Jason had told me. The shudder of her body and the quiet intake of a sudden breath as I ran my finger gently down her moist slit confirmed that she might be unsure of what to do, but she was very ready to explore Sapphic love. Capturing her lips with mine again, Carol surprised me when her tongue invaded my mouth. Though not for long. When I dipped my finger into her pussy she pulled her mouth away with a long moan. She was very wet and I used that wetness to glide my finger back up her slit to her clit. By touch I could tell that Carol’s clit was much larger than my little nubbin. I could also tell that her inner lips were full where mine were almost not there. This time it was me who felt a tremor pass through my body as my pussy clenched at the thought of how delicious it was going to be to have Carol’s bald pussy to lick… Biting and sucking those large, full pussy lips into my mouth… Tonguing that small, tiny little cock Carol called a clit…
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