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Cynthia Saint:

 



more stories on Adult Blog Directory Sex: Female

Age: 31 years

Figure: Smooth-toned, soft-contoured, voluptuous, hourglass type and perfectly feminine

Complexion: White

Voice: Musical

Face: Nymphish and innocent in looks

Eyes: Heavy-lidded, large, slightly slanted and deep blue

Hair: Silken, soft, ample, honey-blonde and waves down to hips

Bust: 39DD, pendulous and firm

Nipples: Pink and protrudent

Areolae: Pink and large

Waist: 27

Hips: 40, wide-curved

Ass: Soft and massive

Thighs: Soft-toned and rounding in contours

 

 

Denise Moore:

 

Sex: Female

Age: 30 years

Figure: Skinny and poorly curved

Complexion: White

Voice: High-pitched

Face: Pretty and calculative in expression

Eyes: Slightly slanted, small and dark brown

Hair: Short, boy-cut, straight and dark

Bust: 32C and round

Waist: 23

Hips: 31, narrow

Ass: Almost flat

Thighs: Straight and smooth-toned

 

 

Cynthia Saint woke up for the third time that night. She blinked blankly at the dimly lit ceiling of her air conditioned bedroom and shifted herself to a sitting position as soon as she had gained up her senses. The blonde fingered the untidy curls off her beautiful face and reflected on what she had just dreamed.

 

Never in her life had she dreamed any thing bizarre like this for five consecutive nights and it was indeed an odd truth. Cynthia was a realist. "Dreams are just dreams" was the only comment she made whenever her best friend Denise Moore tried to discuss about her own dreams. Unlike Cynthia, she believed that dream interpretations were not unreal and they can sometimes be premonitory. Cynthia always laughed unceremoniously at Denise's idea but that dream was an exception; a very rare exception. Whether it was just a dream or a strange premonition, she couldn't deduce in confusion.

 

In that dream Cynthia found herself standing naked in a cubicle. The interior of that cubicle was quite spacious and resembled to that of a room furnished well with drapery. She was inspecting all the contents of cubicle and felt as if she was waiting for someone to come.

 

All of a sudden the door of cubicle opened and a tabby cat entered. Cynthia smiled as she looked at the cat. The cat moved towards her and the door shut down automatically. Following the cat she turned and saw a double bed covered in violet plush sheet. The cat turned to face her when they reached at bedside and rose on hind legs. It seemed to Cynthia that the cat was growing in height. The feline front paws rested unto her arms.

 

Cynthia was pushed backwards on the bed and instantly she saw the smiling face of a short-haired woman which loomed upon her. That woman was neither unfamiliar nor unfriendly. She raised one of her hand to stroke Cynthia's cheek lovingly and said about acting something out in a cold purring whisper. Cynthia wasn't amazed to see that the woman's hands were furry; as if she already knew the cat had actually been that woman. She found herself nodding to the woman above her, who smiled broadly.

 

Cynthia could feel the woman's hot breath upon her face whose mouth met her full pouting lips in a soft, deliberate kiss. The woman sucked Cynthia's lower lip and then kissed her hard. Cynthia heard herself moaning into her mannish lover's sucking mouth. The woman sucked her lips and then slid down slowly. Cynthia felt something soft and wet on her sensitive nipples in upward, quick strokes and looked down. The tabby cat was licking on each of her huge tits in hunger. The animal just rolled her eyes up to stare back at Cynthia but continued to lick her boobs. Cynthia sighed as the tickle of whiskers felt good on the naked skin of her bubbies. She closed her eyes, enjoying the licking strokes unto her protruding nipples.

 

The blonde opened her eyes and looked down again as she heard a "Miaow" after a while. She wasn't amazed a bit to see the cat's disappearing hologram upon her huge chest and its simultaneous reappearance between her legs. The cat stared at her for a while and looked down. Cynthia felt two hands unto the soft flesh of her thighs. The hands weren't visible; it was just a feeling. The only thing visible before her was the tabby cat which was staring down between her thighs.

 

Cynthia lay silent as her thighs were splayed wide apart in apparent automaticity. The cat moved her whiskered face down between the blonde's thighs. The animal extended her front legs which were transfigured into two white, human arms. The arms hugged around Cynthia's thighs and hands began to stroke on their resilient flesh. Cynthia hissed as the cat darted its tongue to lick on her ultra sensitive cunt-lips.

 

The nymph sighed and bit her lip as the cat made deliberate, quick lapping strokes upon her cunt. She closed her eyes and then arched her back up. The waves of rising lust generated at her perineum due to feline oral stimulation.

 

Cynthia began to moan when someone's lips pressed hard unto her slit. She opened her eyes reflexively to see the short-haired head of the lesbian between her thighs. It was sure the cat was completely transfigured into that slim woman, who was now eating her cunt. The woman had pressed her mouth hard into the twitching womanhood of Cynthia, who cried in pleasure as she felt the suction on her clit. The blonde nymph gritted her teeth, shut her eyes tight and strained her voluptuous torso up in extreme pleasure. The vibrating walls of her love canal filled with lust up to the brim as she screamed aloud her orgasm in entire blackness...

 

While reflecting on that dream Cynthia hissed as she had been stroking herself between thighs and her fingers had pinched on the throbbing clit. The blonde sighed and moved her hand up before her eyes. She stared at the cum-soaked fingers for a while and sucked them to taste herself. The taste felt really good on her tongue. She swallowed her salted cream in an instant. Before dreaming about cat/woman, oral sex was one of the most disgusting, very dirty things for Cynthia, but now it felt desirable to her. She couldn't deny that it was so good, so intriguing, and so full of pleasure.

 

Cynthia switched on the bedside lamp and looked around for wall clock. It was half past five and everything about the bedroom was still quiet. She turned to right and reached for her cell phone on the nightstand. She wanted to tell Denise about her dream and knew inwardly that her friend would be very excited to hear it. Being an amateur student of Psychology Denise seemed best at calculating the visions and perceptions.

 

Cynthia opened the "Contacts" folder and scrolled down to locate "Denise". But she changed her mind to call her friend as the number appeared on screen. It looked too absurd to call Denise at late night just for telling a dream.

 

She smiled to herself and put the cell phone back on nightstand. After lying on bed she covered her naked, voluptuous body under the sheet and thought to call Denise some hours after then. It would be a stimulus for Denise to think on something new and interesting.

 

Cynthia called Denise at around 8.0 am and expected the question as she told her about dreaming the same scene for five consecutive nights.

 

"What! A dream? Last night?"

 

"For last five nights, if I can correct you."

 

"Yeah ok... for five nights. Are you sure it was the same dream?"

 

"Of course I'm pretty sure. The same dream for five nights."

 

"Wow, interesting!" said Denise, feeling the excitement growing inside her. "And what did you dream about?"

 

Cynthia told her all the juicy, yet bizarre details of her dream. Denise heard her friend intently and bit her lip but Cynthia could hear an occasional sigh which had escaped from Denise's mouth. A strange idea struck her and she frowned. Was Denise feeling the same way about her dream as she had last night?

 

For some moments none of them spoke until Denise broke the ice. "Have you been watching lesbian porno lately?" she asked.

 

"What! Oh my, do you know me a pervert?" said Cynthia, smiling at Denise's question, who knew well that Cynthia was neither a lesbian nor interested to watch lesbian flicks.

 

"Ummm... no. That's not what I mean," said Denise. "And... have you read any comic or fantasy novel, say for a change?"

 

For an answer Denise heard Cynthia's tinkling laughter.

 

"Why should I have to find a change in cartoons or novels? I never expected you to ask me this. You know, fantasies turn me off." said Cynthia.

 

That was true. Cynthia always loved to go for long drive, window shopping and cafes if she really got sick of overtime and needed to refresh her mind.

 

"I asked this to get something about your dream and if I were you, I would've inquired into its depths." said Denise, with special emphasis on her last phrase.

 

"Inquired into its depths!" Cynthia repeated Denise's words, "But what's so special to inquire about? Are you talking about... about my consecutive dreaming?"

 

"So do I." answered Denise in a definite tone.

 

"Oh, still sticking to that interpretation stuff on dreams, aren't you?" Cynthia said with a wry smile.

 

"Well, I guess you saw something worth of interest in your dream. You are the one who told me about it."

 

"If I tell you a dream, should it mean I'm truly interested to let you know what was in it?" Cynthia commented in her "dreams are just dreams" tone.

 

"You never discussed any of your dreams with me before now, did you?" said Denise.

 

"Yes I never did but..."

 

"But you dreamed something very strange which was never watched, read or liked by you. Nevertheless you dreamed it for five nights without any break or change. If dreams are unreal, can you explain why this happened to you? And can you tell me why it's so special to discuss this when you don't believe on things like dreams?"

 

Cynthia, for the first time, couldn't shed off Denise's question regarding dream, who was asking it based on her confirmations. She considered at her friend's words for a while and said, "That's what I've been asking myself since last night."

 

Denise said, smiling in triumph, "It's just because you are confused about the dream, my friend. Mark my words. If any thing like this confuses you, just try to act it out."

 

"What?" Cynthia spat out questioningly.

 

"I said try to act out your dream." Denise repeated her words in a firmer tone.

 

Cynthia laughed. "Very funny! And how come I can act out my dream?" she asked unceremoniously.

 

"I'll tell you when we meet in person and that's for sure you'll feel the difference." said Denise; her tone was still firm.

 

"Feel the difference for what?" asked Cynthia.

 

"That if you act it out, you won't be dreaming this again."

 

Cynthia fell silent for some moments considering on what her friend had just hinted. Denise's hint was as queer as that dream. But what idea laid behind acting out the dream. Should she be involved in a lesbian or bestial act? Evidently, Denise's suggestion was helping her stop that dream for good, but how would it work out if she met her in person.

 

Cynthia couldn't deduce for any confirmed answer to the questions rising in her mind and therefore she had no choice but to comply with her friend. "Ok. If you say so, I'll do it."

 

Denise smiled to hear her friend's approval and said, "Very good and very right thing to decide. Can you come to White Pearl Hotel tonight? Just tell me and I'll go there right now to get a booking."

 

"What time it would be?" asked Cynthia.

 

Denise licked her lips and said, "Say at 7.0 pm. I'll meet you positive. If you don't find me there, just send a message. Or... or maybe you won't need to text me. I'll try to be there as quick as my bunny."

 

Cynthia laughed at this. They said "bye bye" to each other and hang down the receiver.

 

Denise turned to her bedroom, smiling to herself. She looked at her reflection in the mirror of dressing stand and puffed the compact powder on her face. No sooner was her face made up, then she smiled at her reflection. Winking at it, she said in a deliberate, low voice, "Miracles do happen Cindy darling. Tonight you'll believe on them."

 

Unlike Denise, Cynthia's day wasn't much busy and therefore she returned home earlier than usual. She received a call from Denise at about 4.30 pm, who told her that she had to ask for Room 19 at the reception counter when she would reach the hotel. Cynthia wanted to ask Denise about her idea to act out the dream but said instead, "Ok I get it". It was an exciting yet crazy thing for a realist like Cynthia to meet a friend out of home for stopping nothing but a repetitive dream. Inwardly she felt herself to agree with Denise. If everything was solved out with a friendly help, she could have a sound, dreamless sleep.

 

At around 7.10 pm that night, Cynthia entered the luxurious White Pearl Hotel. Men and women turned their heads to look at the extremely beautiful blonde, who looked gorgeous in her white satin blouse and tight hugging Denim skirt. Cynthia seemed oblivious about that and walked straight to the reception desk. The receptionist was a cheeky, young redhead who flashed a smile at the blonde and spoke in her childish voice, "How can I help you Ma'am?"

 

"Room 19." Cynthia replied in a casual tone.

 

"Excuse me Ma'am." the receptionist said and turned. She typed something and tabulated figures appeared on the computer screen. She looked back at Cynthia and said, "I'm sorry Ma'am. The room's already booked to Miss Denise..."

 

"I'm her friend. Name's Cynthia Saint." She interrupted her in mid-sentence.

 

The smile flashed again on cheeky girl's lips. "Surely Ma'am." She said and moved her hand below desk to fish out the key. The smile resumed on her lips as she spoke again. "Our porter will accompany you in no time."

 

She rang the bell and a slim clean shaven man rushed to the reception desk. The receptionist instructed on guiding Cynthia up to Room 19, as she handed him the key.

 

Denise was no where at the hotel. Cynthia followed the porter silently to enter Room 19 and tipped him as he bowed before her to leave. She looked around the well decorated room and in an instant everything about it seemed familiar to her. It was evident she had never been to that hotel before, yet Cynthia felt that she had already been in Room 19.

 

She turned around and looked at the double bed covered by a violet plush sheet. The bed also looked familiar and so did the sheet. She frowned and walked slowly to it. Sitting on the soft luxurious mattress she roamed her hand on the plush, thinking intently. And suddenly it struck into her mind. She had seen the very interior of room in her dream.

 

Dumbfounded, she looked around the room again. The drapery hanging over the opposite walls looked refreshing but for Cynthia it was amazing to see it as familiar as the bed or its sheet. She turned her head to look at the closed door, but shook her head the next instant. It was impossible, absolutely non existent for an ordinary tabby cat to enter her luxurious room and exhibit fantastic feasts of transfiguration. What a ridiculous thing it was to believe that there was a cat anywhere in the world which could transfigure itself into a short-haired, slim woman... and thinking of the short-haired woman, she was struck again by another idea.

 

Denise's profile had reflected in her mind. She was also a short-haired woman who had an almost flat figure, like that of a man's. On the contrary Cynthia had a figure blessed with perfect voluptuousness. She was prettier and more of a woman than Denise. Was Denise suggesting her something unusual? Had her friend hinted her of acting out the dream with her involving the lavishness of lesbian love? Couldn't Denise be fitted as the short-haired woman in her dream who lay atop her before kissing her lips as a feline woman, licking her huge tits as the cat and eating her snatch in her real self? She was the one who had suggested acting out the dream just as the feline woman had purred to her to act out something in that dream.

 

Yet some sharp questions raised in her mind the next instant. Had Denise called her deliberately and knew well what she really wanted with her? Was her best friend a pervert, who always preferred women as bed mates? Did she choose Room 19 just to press her idea on Cynthia that dreams do turn out a reality? Could it be possible that she found an alibi for calling Cynthia at hotel and sleep with her just to fulfill her lesbian lust?

 

Those antagonistic thoughts battled into Cynthia's mind. She sat silent on bed in mingled feeling of appreciation and fear for her friend. But after a while she got up deciding finally. For the first time in her life she felt determined to get through the lesbian sex. It wasn't wrong; never would it be a wrong thing for Denise making love to her passionately. If Denise was playing on something fishy, she had made a very poor excuse for calling her at the hotel after hearing nothing but a dream. It inspired Cynthia greatly that Denise had really held out a helping hand to her. She was a friend indeed.

 

There was a click at the door and it opened slowly. Cynthia turned around in start to look at it. She stared in awe as the door was pushed slowly into the room. It would be a moment's matter. Then the tabby cat would be lurking into the room...

 

And the short-haired head of her friend peered into Room 19. Cynthia stared at her entering friend in frozen amazement and sighed in relief as Denise smiled at her.

 

"You all right? The chick told me you've been here a short while. Just stuck up in the evening traffic. It's a nuisance you know." Denise said as she closed the door and locked it. To Cynthia, she looked formally dressed in blue top and black pants.

 

"I'm ok. You are about in time." Cynthia replied in a soft, relieved tone.

 

"Thought I was late. Felt myself getting bullshit." The smile had faded from Denise's face as she said in an irritated tone, walking to the bed and flung herself down on the double bed beside her friend.

 

Cynthia stared at Denise solicitously and asked, "Are you feeling bad? Care to order champagne?"

 

Denise turned her head to stare at Cynthia. "Feeling bad! Why would I be? Instead I'm as excited as a barking dog."

 

"Me too." Said Cynthia; her tone was casual. "I was just wondering if you are really tired."

 

Denise seemed too excited to hear Cynthia. She put down her bag and said, "I thought to get a look at the mall before coming here. It can never be a window shopping once you stand on the escalators and watch people making funny gestures."

 

"You've been at the mall and didn't care to tell me what you were planning for the eve." said Cynthia to her friend in a frowning complaint.

 

"I was just... erm, pardon me for not asking you some refreshment. Thought you wouldn't like the idea." Denise said without looking at Cynthia. She had a guilty, yet funny look on her face.

 

"Why would I not like it?" asked Cynthia. She couldn't get to what Denise had just said.

 

"Let's get it like this." Denise said in a matter-of-factly tone. "We are here to act out your dream but... but I thought you may see it the worst of way."

 

She fell silent, seeing a questioning look on Cynthia's beautiful face and continued, "Well, you never liked perverts and think lesbians as some psychotic bullies. Dreams have always been the unreal things for you. Some pointless perceptions, so to speak. Instead, you had an erotic dream for five nights. Very odd thing in its sense, it made your sleep less comfy. So I thought to help you the instant you told me all about it. I figured out the best way to stop the dream for good. Acting it out, of course. But I suppose you didn't get me then when you agreed to my suggestion and even now you don't have an idea for this."

 

Cynthia said nothing in answer for a while and they continued to look at each other before she spoke: "No Deni. I know exactly what the meaning of your hint was."

 

Denise stared at her friend in disbelief. "You... You know it?" She asked in an apprehensive tone.

 

"Yes. Before your arrival, I realized what you actually said by acting out the dream. If you'd be asking me the meaning of this, I'd simply tell you to look around the room. See what you can make out." Cynthia said in a casual tone.

 

Frowning at her friend's words, Denise turned her head. She looked at the hangings and paintings which decorated the interior of room in a refined taste.

 

"Do you get something?" Cynthia asked her.

 

Denise looked at Cynthia in what's-so-special way and shook her head in response.

 

"Ok. What idea you'd get after looking at the bed sheet?" Cynthia asked Denise; she was still casual.

 

Denise stared down at the violet plush which covered the bed. She looked up at Cynthia with a got-non-at-all-yet expression and saw a satisfied smile on Cynthia's full, pouting lips. It confused her even more.

 

"You are giving me a jig, aren't you?" She said.

 

"Ask me and I'd say it's so apparent. Acting out my dream means I must be subjected to some lesbian sex. And there isn't any reliable person for this but you. You thought it a best way to help me have the sound sleep at nights without that dream. That seems true you never knew the interior of this room but I had dreamed it for last five nights. This bed and its sheet helped me how I should decide. Your suggestion was purely a helping hand. You've made me realize there is nothing pervert here. And I believe you never lusted after me because you wanted to help."

 

Denise looked closely at Cynthia and felt the heat of affection rising in the heavy-lidded blue eyes. She began to smile and moved her hand to stroke one soft cheek. Moving closer a bit to her beautiful friend, she asked in a soft tone. "Do you really want me to help, Cindy?"

 

"Yes, I do. Help me Deni. Help me the way you want to." Cynthia replied in whispering warmth. Her eyes searching into Denise's.

 

Denise moved even closer and her mouth met Cynthia's pouting lips. It was a warm, soft kiss which kept their mouths glued together. Cynthia closed her eyes savoring the care and affection so demanding in passion.

 

They didn't break the kiss for long and Cynthia felt her lips getting sucked forcefully by Denise's hot mouth. The short-haired woman hugged her friend who was prettier, bigger and sexier than her. Keeping her mouth pressed unto Cynthia's and holding her tight in warm embrace, Denise shifted herself to stoop unto her. Their kiss broke momentarily as Denise got off the bed, pulling Cynthia to her feet alongside.

 

They stood by the bed, in a warm mutual closeness and their lips met again in a deep sucking kiss. Cynthia hugged Denise around shoulders as she felt her skinny friend's hands roaming down her back and stroking the ample Denim-covered cheeks.

 

Denise sucked Cynthia's lower lip and instantly kissed her pouting mouth, cheeks, eyes and ears. The blonde closed her heavy-lidded eyes, savoring the closeness as Denise sucked her earlobes and licked the resilience of her throat.

 

After showering little kisses on blonde nymph's face, Denise moved her hands to unbutton the blouse. Cynthia smiled affectionately at Denise, whose deft hands had taken the material off her taking torso. She raised her arms as Denise reached around her voluptuous form and unhooked the white bra.

 

The bra lazily slipped off Cynthia's pendulous tits. Denise looked at them in a lusting stare. As if enchanted by massive melons, she began to stroke their firmness and tried to cup them. It seemed to Denise that her hands were too small to enclose those firm jugs. They presented a beautiful sight with white tan lines tracing the shape of bikini bra.

 

Denise held each of Cynthia's breasts playfully and stooped down. The pink coarseness of her friend's protrudent nipples was inviting and unable to stand more, Denise opened her mouth to take the right teat first. She sucked and pulled at its soft protrusion. After licking it in a long upward stroke Denise turned her head to suck on Cynthia's left nipple. She pulled its ultra desirable texture into her mouth in a smack and licked it in quick twirls.

 

Cynthia felt the desire well up inside her as Denise continued to smack on her jugs and suck the swelling nipples fervently. She closed her eyes as Denise's tongue licked her huge bubbies, tracing the bikini tan lines. Denise was also enjoying what she was doing to her gorgeous, ample-curved friend. She was feeling the weak sweaty taste on her tongue as she lapped on the huge mammas. Never had she licked the taste so delicious, so intriguing like that before.

 

Denise pulled hard on Cynthia's nipples, which slid out of her sucking mouth in smack. She held Cynthia at her curved out hips and sank slowly on knees, as she trailed the kisses down on her naked belly. Her hands were trembling as she fumbled with the button and zipper of Cynthia's tight hugging skirt. She pulled quickly at the Denim material which fell on the floor, sliding down the blonde's smooth-toned thighs.

 

Cynthia thought to step out of her fallen skirt but held herself back as she felt the fingers tugging into the waistband of her white knickers. Denise was quick to strip her naked. It was the part of her friend's person, Cynthia never knew. Denise's mouth felt good at her nipples; her hands were gifted in making swift strokes and quick well-timed stripping. Perhaps Denise wasn't realizing about the perfection of her own ministrations just as Cynthia had judged them. It was elating for the blonde to observe that she was accompanied by a friend, who knew well how to kiss and love a woman.

 

Denise pulled down Cynthia's white panties and helped her friend to step out of the irregular heap of garments. She stared for a while at the shaven pink slit between the vertices of white thighs and moved closer to blonde nymph’s lower body as if she was open-mouthed in trance. Hugging gently around Cynthia's soft-toned thighs, Denise buried her face between them. Mouth still open, she pressed it on the inviting pungent womanhood of her friend.

 

Cynthia hissed and closed her eyes as she felt a very pleasing sensation. She knew at once what had caused it. Denise's mouth was rubbing unto her ultra sensitive, pink labia. The tip of her tongue licked on Cynthia's slit in upward and downward strokes. The blonde beauty bit her lip. She parted her legs slightly, holding on her short-haired lover's head and shoulders. Denise seemed oblivious of Cynthia's holding hand and continued to rub her mouth on the delicious sweetness of shaven slit; her hands were stroking on Cynthia's huge ass cheeks, occasionally squeezing them.

 

Denise kept her mouth glued to Cynthia's ultra sensitive pussy. The pungency wafting out of the licked cunt was intoxicating and Denise wanted to eat the honey in perfect savour. To follow her wish for taking Cynthia up the peak of lust, she got on feet. Guiding the voluptuous blonde to lie on bed, Denise pushed her gently backwards on the bed. Without getting naked herself, she lay atop the nude form of Cynthia and pressed her mouth on blonde nymph's full lips to suck them. Cynthia kissed her friend back and opened her mouth to receive the invading tongue. She responded equally to Denise and their tongues danced together searching the corners of two mouths locked together.

 

Denise rubbed her mouth unto Cynthia's and sucked her lips. Cynthia closed her eyes as Denise kissed her smooth-toned throat and continued to slobber down her huge chest. Her face seemed to sink into the valley between those huge mountains for a while and emerge out over the right boob to lick its massive firmness.

 

She kissed the breast and lapped on the pink nipple in long upward strokes. Pursing her mouth over the protrudent hardness, Denise took it into her mouth. She sucked the teat in slow deliberation. Cynthia's nipple slipped out of Denise's mouth in forced suction. She licked the coarse textured areola again before turning her head to left jug.

 

Denise darted her tongue out and ran its tip on the huge melon. She licked the nipple and quickly took it into her mouth to suck harder. It seemed an attempt to pull the entire mass of breast but Cynthia's nipple merely escaped the closing lips of Denise during forceful suction.

 

Denise licked Cynthia's left nipple before slobbering down her flat tummy. She continued to crawl backwards above her, licking the softness of her thighs and shins in long strokes. Cynthia giggled as Denise licked the soles of her feet but then she felt excited as before while feeling the sucking pull of Denise's mouth on each of her toes.

 

Slobbering down Cynthia's bigger soft form, Denise had deliberately missed to eat her delicious tart. She looked up hungrily and found the sight absolutely inviting. Cynthia's thighs were splayed apart after Denise had sucked the white-toned soles and the shaven cunt was glistening between them in its pink splendor.

 

After crawling forwards like an over grown lizard, Denise positioned herself between the splayed thighs. For a moment she looked at her friend. Cynthia was looking back at her. A beauteous smile played on her full lips. Her face looked so nymphish, so pretty in the golden pool of abundant hair. Denise stared fleetingly at the rise and fall of her huge tits in each breathing move of chest. She licked her lips and her eyes rolled down to the inviting pink flower. She said in an undertone "Time to do it, Cindy darling."

 

Denise put her hands on the inner aspects of Cynthia's thigh and splayed them gently. The view of wrinkled labial folds was mouth-watering. Denise stooped down and darted her tongue. It lapped on Cynthia's cunt in upward and downward strokes. Denise pressed her open mouth on Cynthia's front door to rub her lips over it.

 

"Aaaah... Aaaah... Ooooh... " Denise heard Cynthia's sighs and low-toned moans. She increased the lingual and oral pressure on blonde's pussy. The salty taste of Cynthia's entrance was intriguing to Denise as she sucked on its light brown folds. They slid out of her mouth as she smacked on her blonde friend's pussy.

 

Sniffing on the pungent wetness, Denise licked, lapped and sucked the salty yoni. Cynthia shuddered and moaned louder as her friend's sucking mouth glued unto her ultra-sensitive pussy. She grew wetter in no time. The blonde shut her eyes tight. She squeezed her own tits, pinching the hardened nipples. Her love canal seemed to vibrate in lusting heat as thick juices began to ooze out into Denise's sucking mouth. Denise pressed her mouth harder unto Cynthia's pussy as it spat gushes of girl-cum into her oral cavity. Passionate to drink Cynthia's orgasm she licked all the juice off her cunt and sucked the labial folds in smack.

 

Denise shifted herself to raise Cynthia's thighs above her shoulders and hugged them around. Her hands roamed over their soft flesh as she pressed her mouth unto Cynthia's cunt. She sucked and licked the light brown folds, occasionally kissing them.

 

Cynthia squeezed her own tits and raised her torso as she felt the intense pleasure filling into her loins again. Denise sucked her pussy hard and licked it where the ultra sensitive clit lay hidden under the folded blanket of skin. For her perfect oral service, Denise was awarded with another drink of Cynthia's salted cream within a few minutes.

 

Denise didn't stop to eat Cynthia's snatch. She released her friend's thighs and moved her hands to push them more apart. Cynthia hissed as Denise stretched her labia manually. She licked Cynthia's pink entrance and her tongue-tip stroked over the uncovered clit. She pursed and closed her lips on the engorging protuberance.

 

"AAAHH... UMMM... UMMM... AAAHH... " Cynthia screamed out of intense pleasure as the walls of her cunt shuddered. Denise's hot mouth pressed and sucked on her clit. The blonde nymph pinched her own nipples and bit her lip as the lust rose to the brim of her hood. Denise licked her lubricated entrance before sucking the clit again; harder this time. Cynthia screamed aloud as she reached her third orgasm. Denise drank the honey as she pressed her mouth open unto Cynthia's vaginal entrance.

 

Denise licked her friend's cunt clean and then moved forwards to suck her nipples. She lay atop the blonde, kissing her pouting mouth. Cynthia sucked Denise's lips to taste her own cream.

 

"We've made it Cindy. You won't dream it again." Denise whispered to Cynthia, embracing her warmly. "Tonight you'll see it yourself."

 

"Thanks for the helping hand, Deni. It was really great." Cynthia said in a contented smile.

 

"You are wrong." said Denise matter-of-factly.

 

"What? But you helped me!" said Cynthia. She couldn't get why Denise had said her wrong.

 

"You said it was a helping hand. Shouldn't we say it was a helping mouth?"

 

They laughed together and Cynthia said, "Like hand, like mouth."

 

They kissed each other and Denise made love to Cynthia to please her more.

 

After leaving the hotel at around 10.30 pm, Denise accompanied her friend on the way back home. Cynthia retired contentedly to her bedroom and fell asleep without taking her clothes off.

 

The bizarre lesbian dream never disturbed her nights again.



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Wife fulfills a fantasy - sans husband

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SATURDAY MORNING

 




more stories on Adult Blog Directory It was Saturday morning. One of those Saturdays in middle spring that was sunny and delightful with summer pushing spring away. The temperature was in the low 80s and the week end promised to be great.

 

Mike, my husband of 10 years, and I, were traveling to one of those resorts with golf, tennis, swimming pool and other amenities. Mike’s company was having a meeting to discuss last year’s performance and to plan for this year’s sales efforts. In reality the unit that Mike managed had done well and we were going on a 2 day R&R trip. I knew that as soon as we registered Mike would disappear to play golf and I would go to the swimming pool.

 

We got in our room and Mike disappeared . . .   as expected. I stayed at the room to get my dress for tonight’s banquet so that any wrinkle it got in the suitcase, I could iron over and have it ready. After doing that I got my bikini out so that I could get some sun and swim a few laps. After the birth of the girls, now ages 8 and 10, my mother said that I should really do some exercise to loose the baby weight and become again “firm”. And I did that. Only that I enjoyed my exercise so much that I was looking awesome. I had always been somewhat petite but in H.S. I did a lot of sports. Soccer and cross country running.

 

I had given a lot of time to my studies and my sports in H.S. and had paid little attention to boys. For the senior year Mike and I became “an item”.   We had been together now about 6 months. Mike was not a tall kid, so as a couple we looked well. We began talking and noticing each other because Mike was also into soccer and cross country running. We really fell for each other. We would go to the movies and then we would neck a bit in the car.  

 

I preserved my virginity as much as I could but on Prom Night we had “the” first sex. After that night we continued having sex and I became pregnant. We faced our parents, we got married and Mike began working to support his new family. Our parents helped us and with Mike’s positive attitude and big efforts he progressed well in business. So two girls and ten years later here we were.

 

A lot of things happened on those ten years. All of them, good things. Mike and I became adventurous in our sex and we were using sex toys very freely. It all started when Mike bought a porn film. He said that he and I could have a few lessons in sex. For a while it was a great idea. My orgasms had been getting better and better. Because of this, one of the items in our suitcase was a vibrator or two.

 

So, I was putting things away and putting on my bikini to go to the pool. I went to the bathroom to pee and to take a look at myself with the bikini. I wanted to make sure that all pubic hair was out of the way. I was looking very good. My body was real firm and with great curves. Good size breasts and great waist and hips.   Mike always said that my body was chiseled by a sculptor.   Looking at the image on the mirror, I was looking at a great looking woman. I believe that I had developed some liking to women and some liking to have a woman … sexually. No, I did not consider me strictly Lesbian but would like to taste another woman’s pussy.

 

Mike and I had spoken of going one step forward. Add a man, or a girl, to our love making. He wanted to experience, once, that type of sex. I was kind of intrigued and said to ponder a bit more this action. I was not totally opposed but I was a little concerned. The main question always was WHO?? And were we ready for such step without fear that could upset our marriage.

 

So, here I am looking at myself in the mirror. Somehow I felt something that made me go and look for my vibrator. I wanted to fuck that woman. I began by rubbing my nipples through the bikini top and rubbing my clit and pussy with the vibrator. The effect desired arrived and I began undressing me. I loved that woman in the mirror. Her breasts were nice, rounded and with very sexually erect nipples. The vibrator it seemed to have a mind of his very own. Her very own??? It had already filled my pussy once or twice at the same time that when coming out had given my clit reasons to be excited. I felt my juices beginning to flow. I laid myself on the floor in front of the mirror and fucked my pussy with my vibrator. I began sensing the orgasm coming and fucked my pussy more quickly. I felt it almost coming and . . .   I cum with a real powerful orgasm. I left the vibrator humming in my pussy and began enjoying that after effect and feeling that orgasmic aftershock.

 

I have no idea how long I was in that process. I have never tried to measure how long does it take love making. In my mind I had just had “another” lesbian experience. The woman in the mirror gave me one huge orgasm.

 

After some time, got my bikini on again and left for the pool. At the pool I saw Violet, the wife of one of Mike’s salesman, who also was a very good friend of my mother. Annie - she said - how are you? How are the girls? - Everything is fine. The girls with Mom and Dad. It is good to see you Violet. - Annie, that bikini, you look fabulous. You are such a beauty. - Violet, please you are making me blush. (Nahhhhh, I know it and it is the truth). I thank her for the compliment took a lounge chair by her side, went to get a towel and ordered a cool drink. The fellow at the pool service area looked familiar to me. It seems that I saw him at the front desk. I made a comment to that fact and told him that he is a hard working individual. Left him and jumped in the pool. Did my laps, came out and sat at the lounge. Violet and I began chatting and grabbing some rays.

 

After a while I jumped again into the pool for a few more laps and then said good bye to Violet to get ready for tonight. Got to the room and began to fuss around with the suitcase and stuff. I got undressed and put on the terry robe from the bathroom. After some time I felt someone knocking on the door. Went to see and saw a pair of young men. They seem like the guy in the pool and the guy in the reception desk. They were twins!!. I opened the door and said that, - “you guys are twins, - duh”, that is why I thought you were working too hard. What can I do for you guys???

 

They said that they wanted to show me a tape of the property in case we wanted to consider purchasing a “time/share vacation apt.” - But my husband is not here now and he should see it too. Jim, one of the twins said, that they would show this one to me to answer questions that would come up and then they would leave the tape with me. I said - OK, that is a good idea. They put the tape on and it began with an overview of the property, amenities and it said, “now let us look at one of the apts. you would like to purchase”. Frankly I was not paying too much attention at the tape. I was looking at how good looking the twins were. My mind began racing as to what I could do to both of them. Oh, yes, I would not mind fucking these two. So the tape showed Mark, the other twin, entering the apt and saying that it was great looking. All of a sudden the tape showed ME in my sexual moment before the swim. I kind of felt ashamed and insulted. But the twins said that I looked awesome. That they had been trying to catch somebody on these activities and they finally did. Without thinking it too much I realized that this is what Mike and I had been talking only that Mike wanted to be present. Many thoughts went through my mind in a split second. At the end of a barely two seconds, I stood up, unbuttoned the robe, showed my naked body and asked “What are you boys waiting??

 

Jim went straight for my tits and my mouth. We began a real hard love tonguing. And a nipple rubbing. In the meantime Mark got undressed and came behind me with a hard on already. I felt him poking my ass and then Jim undressed also. They took me to the bed, Jim continued on my mouth and Mark began to eat my pussy. I became a slut in record time. I   was really in sexual heaven. After a few more kisses, Jim moved and presented his cock to my mouth. I “gulped” it into my mouth and began giving him a great suck-job. Mark had my pussy all lathered up and he also moved to fuck me. I felt Mark’s cock penetrating my pussy. I felt all of Mark’s cock moving in inch by delightful inch, penetrating my pussy. Mark was going slow. And so was Jim. In my mind I was asking how come it took me this long to experience two cocks in my holes. I felt all sexual whorish and satisfying feelings we women have during sex, before, during and after the orgasm. Because it was two cocks, the pleasure was “more” and the juices began flowing faster and the orgasm came quick. What I did not suspect too much was that the twins were not ejaculating yet and that gave my sexual system to give me more than one orgasm. Have no clue how many more, but I was having more than one orgasm.

 

Jim said, hey Mark, before you cum let us switch and you fuck her mouth and I will fuck her cunt. Those words alone made for more orgasms. They moved and now I had Mark in my mouth and Jim penetrating my pussy. And the explosions were incredible. I was tossing my head around signifying the amount of sex I was experiencing. At one moment I was able to say, “ok guys, keep this fuck going, yes, fuck me, fuck me hard.” Which they complied. Mark was the first to cum. I felt my mouth being filled with that cum that I have learned to swallow. Felt Mark’s cock vibrating and spurting in my mouth. Once Mark was over then Jim began his explosion. More juices for my cunt. And my whole body trembling/vibrating with orgasmic pleasure. I told Jim to leave his cock inside of me to enjoy more the aftershock.

 

After a few minutes they began dressing and I asked about the tape. They said it was mine. I did not want to stand up from bed to soon. They understood and said that they also had to leave or their uncle would have their hide. They kiss me good bye and left. I began thinking. Sex aside, WTF do I tell Mike????? I was feeling a bit ashamed. I cheated on Mike. Did not plan it. Did not have any idea that it would happen this way It did fulfill one of “our” fantasies but Mike was supposed to be present. I allowed myself to behave whorish in order to fulfill MY fantasy. Got up. Took a shower and began getting ready for the banquet. .                            


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The Mother Tree

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Jabur rubbed his nose with the back of his hand,
then swatted at an insect buzzing in his face. It was the first
discernable movement he had made in over 15 minutes. Jabur was a
Neve, a small form of mutated human who had long ago migrated
from earth. Although small, even for his race, he was
exceptionally strong, intelligent, and had a very good memory.
This made him an ideal Taker. A Taker was originally a person
who took what they wanted, such as a thief or a warrior. In his
case he was a paid Taker, akin to the guards or mercenaries of
old earth. He was paid by the Talkers, or politicians, to guard
the mother tree.



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Jabur stood his silent vigil in the east fork of
the south branch of the Nevenan Mother Tree, one of the largest
and most prestigious Mother Trees on Battlegraud.
Clad in a green hooded cloak to blend in with the
foliage, he sat in the woven basket designed just for that
purpose. Holding his bow ready, he watched the skies and the
ground for any signs of movement.
A Mother Tree was an enormous tree so huge, that
each tree could support an entire human colony. Long ago, during
colonization, predators had killed many of the planet’s new
settlers. Out of necessity the population took to the trees. It
was soon found that the Mother Trees, the largest of all
indigenous trees, was wonderfully suited for this purpose. It’s
huge strong limbs, some a mile long and 50 yards across, could
support an entire community with very little modification. Since
the Mother Tree used much of the resources in the area, the
Mother Trees had naturally spread out symmetrically, each
claiming it’s own large territory. This, in turn, spread the
human communities across the planet equally. Each Mother Tree
provided food and water to the community, through it’s sap and
rain runoff, and food through nuts and a myriad of fruited
hanging parasitical vines. Farmers supplemented this food with
crops designed to grow beneath the huge branches. They provided
grains and vegetables, while the hunting Takers provided meat and
fish.
The tinkle of female laughter drew Jabur’s
attention to the river. Far off he could see the sparkle of
white, female bodies as they took their afternoon bathes. The
young adult females were bathing at this time, as usual. And
they seemed to be vying for his attention. It had been the same
for over a month, since he took over sentry duty on the south
branch.
Jabur looked around self-consciously, then picked
up the field glasses hanging from the stub of a branch near his
elbow. He adjusted the glasses until he had focused in on the
naked females. One looked in his direction, even as he watch.
She covered her mouth and giggled, while pointing at him. He
realized that the flash of the field glasses had given him away.
Nevertheless, they continued their lewd and encouraging conduct.
Nessay was washing the back of Bandy, one of his fellow Takers.
Jabur felt his cock grow hard as Nessay reached around Bandy’s
back and grabbed each firm cone in one tiny hand. Bandy was
exceptionally shapely and beautiful. If Jabur was interested in
pairing, at his young age, he would certainly consider Bandy.
But on a planet where a pairing could last for more than 800
years, a pairing was not taken lightly. Coupling, on the other
hand, could take place at the drop of a hat, especially between
people below the normal breeding age of 90. Even as he watched,
Bandy turned and gave Nessay a full lipped kiss. Nessay raised
Bandy to her feet and placed her mouth on her small tight-lipped
pussy. She nuzzled and licked, while Bandy bent over her head
and rubbed her wet hair. Bandy’s face was twisted with emotion.
Nessay broke contact and spoke. Bandy changed her stance,
spreading her legs much wider.
Nessay tipped her head back and applied her lips
to Bandy’s pussy. Bandy jerked and cried out, her face twisted
in passion until it was almost unrecognizable. The other girls
turned to watch. Some took their cue and moved together, some
laughed and looked on, and others simply watched in interest.

Jabur was getting desperately horny. Licking his
lips he leaned forward, sharpening his focus on Bandy’s tits, and
Nessay’s bobbing head. Then, to his horror, he watched as they
suddenly stood and moved off into the bushes.
“You little tease,” he mumbled, cursing himself
for being so gullible. His glasses went to the other girls. It
was a pool of delicious female flesh now withering and moaning in
delight. The Sachans would love to get their hands on them, he
realized. Remembering the seriousness of his duties, he put the
glasses back and continued his watch. But his thoughts centered
on Bandy. What a girl!
The Sachans were rumored to be at war on this side
of the Blue Knife mountain range. The Sachans were a violent
race consisting of only Takers. Coming from the great yellow
desert where there were no Mother Trees, they raised no food,
they reaped no harvest, they simply took, living off the hard
work of others. Jabur was determined not to let this happen to
his tribe. He must keep his mind on his duties.
A movement in the sky, far off toward the blue
mountains, caught Jabur’s attention. He turned to see a huge
Shiny approaching. Luckily, he recognized the Shiny as that of a
friend. It flapped it’s yellow wings effortlessly, then glided
forward, slowly losing altitude as it approached the Mother Tree.
It had a red chair strapped to it’s back. It was a carrier of
great importance.
“Mother Rush returns!” Jabur yelled down to the
workers below. In a moment a large group of Talkers poured from
the trunk of the Mother Tree and spread to await the arrival of
Mother Rush. Rush was important, she was a Talker, like the
important men of the tribe below, but she was also a witch. Even
the Sachans were afraid to anger her. She was from Neverpool, a
famous prosperous tribe who lived just south of Nevenan.
The Shiny descended in a slow spiral. Rush’s
Shiny was unique, it had a red slash across it’s feathered throat
as if it had been cut by a knife. This, according to Rush, made
it special, magical.

“Make way,” Rush yelled, waving for the onlookers
to move away from the landing pad. Doers were slow-witted and
docile. They would work all day on a bowl of rice and a slab of
meat, but they couldn’t think for themselves. They did what they
were told, but tended to move slowly and do stupid things.
Talkers and Takers were far more intelligent.
Jabur was a Taker, a Taker paid to protect the tribe. Talkers
governed the tribe and oversaw the work of the Doers. It was
possible for Jabur to rise to the rank of Talker, as he grew
older and gained more wisdom. But he still had 200 hundreds
years of youth before he had to worry about that.
“News, Father Alliace,” Rush yelled as the Shiny
landed and settled it’s wings with a slight shake. Rush was
helped down from her chair. She turned and looked at the faces
around her. Her gaze lingered on Jabur. He was considered a
good looking male, even in his own community, but that was not
why she was interested.
“What news, Mother Rush?” Alliace asked,
returning her attention to him. Jabur could see the jealousy in
his old blood-shot eyes. Rush was not Alliace’s mother, Mother
was a term used for any female who had given birth, as was the
term Father, given to any male who had fathered a child. Jabur
was just Jabur, since he had no children. Alliace had high hopes
of allying with Rush.
Jabur moved closer so he could hear the news,
intentionally standing close to Rush to further infuriate
Alliace.
Like the other, Jabur dreaded war, but at the same
time he was fascinated by it. War was exciting, and there was
little excitement in a farming community like Nevenan. Also, war
brought booty, female slaves, wealth, and glory. Jabur was
unpaired, he could use an exciting female slave. It was rumored
that the Sachans were famous for beautiful, high-spirited
women.

“The worst, I’m afraid. The Sachans have invaded
south of the Blue Knife range. They have attacked three Neve
communities, Neverban, Nevelfar, and Nevemata. They…” she
paused, swallowing quickly. “They set fire to the Mother Trees,”
she finished with a hiss. The resulting uproar caused a pause in
the conversation. Even the dull-witted Doers were screaming in
outrage. Rush finally lifted a hand so she could speak.
“They are heading in this direction. I am here to
organize your Takers, to ally with the other Takers and confront
them at the river with the Neve battalion. We believe that a
strong show of force can stop them there. I have organized
Shinys for transportation,” she called, pointing behind her.
Jabur’s hair bristled at the sight of a hundred chaired Shinys in
the air to the east. It looked like an invading army. Jabur
raised his bow nervously.
“Remain at ease, Taker,” Rush said, seeing Jabur’s
movements. “They are friends, Jabur,” she said with a slight
smile. Jabur heard Alliace’s hiss of annoyance. Jabur suddenly
realized that Rush had used his personal name. He was honored.
Was she truly interested in him, or simply trying to annoy
Alliace? A pairing with Rush would make him a leader among his
own people and many other close Neve tribes. He would rule
Alliace, in a sense. He liked that idea. On the other hand,
Rush as at least 200 years older than himself. Jabur was almost
a child, he had just turned 30. Also, Rush had hinted many times
that he had the makings of a witch, at some time in the distant
future. It usually took hundreds of years for a witch talent to
show. Two witches rarely paired, as their powers often
conflicted. Of course Alliace didn’t know this.
Jabur gasped as Rush’s mind invaded his mind.
Tendrils of thought touched different parts of his body. Her
thoughts centered on each area associated with a body part and
stimulated it briefly, before moving on to another. First his
nipples began to tingle and he felt them grow hard, as if he were
a girl. Second, he felt his ass being stimulated, or rather
invaded. The intense warmth spread throughout his body. Before
he could adjust to this embarassment, he felt her mind probe his
cock, stiffening it and mentally stroking it until he was on the
verge of an orgasm.
To the others, Jabur simply gasped and stiffened.
A few noticed his stiffened cock, but did not mention it. In
reality only seconds had passed. For Jabur, it seemed as if she
had touched him for hours. He felt her gentle mental fingers
touching him everywhere, and could do nothing about it.
Finally her mind rested for a moment on his
memories and conscience, then disappeared. There was a warm area
where Rush’s mind had been. Jabur knew why he had been probed.
Besides teasing him, for which she was famous, she was testing
his courage, physical strength, and honesty. He knew this
because it happened frequently. She called it keeping him
honest. She smiled knowingly, signifying that he had passed her
little test — and that she had enjoyed it.

“Rush will lead your army,” she said with a
finality which brooked no argument. Alliace’s mouth opened and
closed, like a fish out of water. He wanted to scream his
outrage, his own son was a Taker. But he knew better. Rush
would simply make him look foolish in front of the entire
village. Jabur wasted no time.
“Takers, front and center!” Jabur screamed.
Several dozen men and women, including Alliace’s son, ran forward
and formed into a solid line. He counted the number of swords,
bows, and spears. He had more than enough for his plan. Jabur
had mentally planned for such an event for many years and now he
could put his plan into action.
“Three lines,” he commanded. “Spears to the fore,
swords in the middle and bows in the rear,” he yelled, pushing
several people into place.
Doers ran screaming as line after line of Shiny
landed in the nearby field.
“Find an appropriate Shiny and mobilize in this
order,” he yelled, waving his small army forward.
“The Sachans have no fliers,” Rush whispered from
his elbow. “It will be an infantry battle.”

“I will keep the bows aloft to fire down upon
their army,” Jabur said, fearing that she would find this
cowardly. She nodded slowly.
“Such a move would demoralize their army and
minimize our casualties,” she acceded.
“My thinking,” Jabur agreed.
“Of course you will need the approval of the
General. Do it if you can, and don’t misplace my trust.”
“Never,” Jabur said with a dashing smile. He felt
more alive at that moment, than he had at any other time in his
life. He might be dead by nightfall, but today he would
live.
“Onward to glory!” he yelled the traditional Neve
battle cry. The Shinys rose almost simultaneously. The blur of
wings and dust was awesome. The Neve felt invincible. Jabur
looked down at the awed village and his chest thrust out in
pride.

Three days later, exhausted, beaten, and
demoralized, Jabur watched the remainder of his army form at the
rear of the huge formation of the Neve battalion. Almost 100,000
warriors stood in front of his own small column. He had now lost
half of his Takers, and still the Sachans continued to come,
continued to attack, continued to win. Jabur had reported to
Ladax, the general of the armies and been ordered to the rear.
Rush stood next to General Ladax and did her best to defeat the
enemy with magic. Jabur’s bowmen were ordered down to the
ground, and the Shinys were sent off to other duties. Jabur
watched in frustrated anger, as wave after wave of Sachan armies
rushed forward to attack and slaughter their people.
Again they fought, and again they lost. Seventeen
Sachan Takers broke through to his lines, killing five more of
his Takers. Trudging back to their area, he looked at the worn
faces of the few who remained and shook his head sadly. Ten men
carried stretchers with the dead back toward their camp. In a
few more engagements the remaining women would have to help. Two
women had been killed only minutes before. Twelve men and four
women remained. How many more?
“Don’t misplace my trust,” Rush had said. Well he
had no choice, each time he tried to discuss his plan with the
General, the General ordered him back to his Company. When would
he learn that traditional fighting was not going to work against
the Sachans. The Sachans had destroyed half the planet. The
Neve would be next. The Sachans were not as polite as two
warring Neve tribes might be. They did not observe the rules,
they took no prisoners. Ladax would have to change, to meet the
new threat. Traditional methods were not working.
“Jabur?”
“What?” he roared, then softened when he saw the
hurt look on Bandy’s face. “What?” he asked again, softly.
Bandy had looked so young and sweet, while bathing a few days
before. Now she looked hardened and weary.
“Make love to me,” she begged. “I have a
feeling… this may be my last day,” she said quietly. Jabur
wanted to argue, to object to her fatalistic attitude, but he
knew she may be right. It was just a matter of time.

“Gladly,” he nodded, looking into her blood
spattered face. He shouldered his bow and walked closer to her.
His arm went around her waist, pulling her against him.
“War is no place for women,” Jabur said sadly.
“Nor men,” Bandy agreed.
Jabur relaxed on the furs as Bandy took the canvas
bucket to the water wagon and filled it. He checked his body for
cuts, but found only the blood of others, and a few bruises.
Sachans had an annoying habit of hitting you with a sword hilt,
before standing back and plunging a sword through your body. He
had learned to take the hit and kill quickly with his dagger,
before they could step back. It was a wonderful strategy, but
very painful.
Bandy appeared with the water. She tied the tent
flap closed and began immediately taking off her clothing until
she stood naked before him. His eyes went from her blood-
spattered face, to her clean, perfectly-shaped small conned
breasts. She was tiny. Jabur knew he could reach around her
waist, or either thigh, with his two hands. She looked more like
a little sprite, rather than a fierce Taker with many kills
behind her.
“If the Sachans had known what you look like
naked, they may have gladly given up their lives,” Jabur said
with a smile.

“Maybe I should try that next time. No, I might
attract more Takers than I can fend off alone.”
“True,” he said as he watched her wash her
magnificent body. She had the smallest tuft of light brown hair
above her pussy. It was dainty and beautiful. Her pussy lips
were small and fragile. Jabur suddenly wondered if she had ever
made love to a man.
“Are you a virgin?” he asked quietly.
“Yes, but I’m not dying as one.”
She turned and bent over the bucket of water,
washing her pussy as she straddled it. For the first time his
eyes began picking out the scars on her body. He counted three
slashes and two stab wounds on her back alone. Most were small,
almost trivial. Then his eyes went to her small, dimpled ass,
and all her scars were forgotten. He felt his cock aching to
plunge up inside that perfect little ass. It was time to clean
up.
“Save the water for me.”

“It’s dirty,” she said with a look of disgust.
“I’m too tired to get more,” he said, stripping
off his clothing.
“You are our leader, let other’s do it,” she said,
going to the doorway. She pulled the flap aside and tossed out
the dirty water.
“Willa, more water,” she commanded, holding out
the bucket. Willa took the bucket without a word and walked
off.
“You are more of a leader than I am,” he said
sullenly.
“No, I speak for the leader. I must, you refuse
to speak for yourself.”

“Agreed,” he nodded. He stood, finally naked.

As he waited for the water, many thoughts raced
through Jabur’s head. He suddenly realized that he had not been
much of a leader. He simply led them forward to die. He must
change. But first, an amazingly beautiful young woman awaited
him.
“Let me wash you,” she whispered as she retrieved
the bucket of water. “Lay down,” she commanded, pushing him
back. With an odd smile he stumbled back and laid on the
pillow.
“The last time I saw you bathe, it was in the
river with Nessay. She made love to you. I was so mad when you
went off into the bushes to finish.”
Bandy paused, holding the rag just above his
crotch. “I didn’t want an audience, it was personal,” she
whispered as she rinsed the rag and started his face and neck.
He felt his cock hardening at the memory of that river
incident.
“I wish she was here now,” Jabur said quietly.
“I’d love to watch.”

“I wish she was too,” Bandy said in a tiny voice.
“We’ve been lovers since I was 17.”
As she started on Jabur’s legs, he sat up to
watch. She was so beautiful, so dainty. He grimaced as he saw
the water. She followed his glance and nodded.
“Blood,” she said quietly. “I’ve seen enough
blood to last a lifetime.”
“And I,” he agreed. He grabbed her shoulders and
pulled her over on top of him. Even before he could move, her
mouth sought out his. They kissed passionately, withering on the
furs. His hands went to her small, firm ass. Her hands were
everywhere on his body, seeking, massaging, stimulating until he
felt feverish. With shaking hands he rolled her over so she
rested on her back on the furs. He cupped one breast in his
hand, while he stimulated the nipple of the other. She was very
responsive. She withered beneath his hands, gasping for breath
as she looked up at him with an adoring gaze. He leaned down and
captured her right nipple in his lips. He sucked and strummed
the nipple, enjoying her violent response. She held his head in
place and massaged his hair, as he sucked like a babe feasting on
it’s mother’s milk.
“Oh yes,” she gasped. Jabur slid his spare hand
down to touch her crotch. He first ran his hands through the
pelt of hair above her pussy, then slid it down until it cupped
her warm, sweetly scented lips.
“Oh, oh, eeee,” she squealed, lifting her mound to
meet his hand. He soon found himself holding his hand in place,
while she lifted and humped his hand with her small, delicate
petals. In a moment the smell of sex was strong in the tent. He
knew she was ready.

“Roll over,” he whispered. She knew what he
wanted. She immediately rolled over and rose to her knees. He
first kissed each firm ass cheek, then he cupped her breasts in
his hands while leaning forward and inserting the tip of his cock
between her warm pussy lips. She pushed backward, impaling
herself violently on his rigid member. He again found himself
remaining still while she rode back against him, violently
pummeling his hips with her tight little ass.
A warrior, regardless of sex, could not afford the
luxury of fat. And the few who had it, lost it in a prolonged
battle as the river battles had been. The longest battle they
fought was the first battle, which lasted for over ten hours.
That was a lot of exercise.
Their level of fitness certainly enhanced the
quality of their sexual lives, if the myriad of cuts and bruises
did not interfere.
“Oh yes!” Bandy screamed as she pummeled Jabur
with her hard little ass. He was sliding smoothly in and out of
her sticky little hole. The sound of wet pussy lips grasping his
hard cock was very erotic. The sight of one of the most
beautiful women in the village, down on her hands and knees
before him, was even more erotic. Jabur knew this first time
would not last long. The feeling of her firm little cones in his
hands was wonderful. They were so hard and hot. He tried to
stimulate her nipples with his thumbs, but it was not easy as she
bounced forward and back.
The way the bed swayed helped maintain their
tempo. The bed was constructed of sticks and rawhide, covered
with furs. The looseness of the rawhide straps allowed the bed
to sway easily beneath their weight.
“Yes, fuck me,” Bandy howled. Jabur heard some
comments, and a little laughter, coming from outside the tent
walls. But it was natural. In a community of tents, the sounds
of sex routinely filtered into to other tents. The sound alone
was usually enough to stimulate other couples into further sexual
acts.

Bandy suddenly stopped, frozen into place. Jabur
felt his hackles rise. He looked around for a sign of danger,
then listened carefully, but heard nothing.
“What’s the matter?” he finally asked.
“No… nothing, nothing at all,” Bandy said in a
strained voice. She again began sliding forward and back, but
this time she did so at a more sedate pace. She occasionally
slid back against him and wiggled a little to get more
penetration, before she slid off him again. Her moans were
lower, more controlled. Her tempo was more sedate.
“Are you all right?” he asked again in
concern.
“Wonderful,” she gasped, allowing her head to hang
down. She rocked gently against him. He began ramming his cock
savagely into her pussy, as he felt his balls beginning to burn.
He knew his time was near. It was only seconds now before…
“Oh yes,” he hissed. He redoubled his attack on
her sweet little pussy. Mashing her ass cheeks in his hands, he
pounded away until the orgasm struck like a dam bursting.

“Ahhheee,” he howled, vibrating against her tiny
ass, with his cock pressed hard against her ass cheeks for better
penetration. It felt wonderful, heavenly. The moist heat of her
pussy was fantastic.
She waited patiently as he emptied he contents of
his balls into her moist flesh. She looked back and smiled,
waiting for him to wilt behind her. Finally he stopped jerking
and pulled out reluctantly. He looked at her with shame.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“For what? I will simply have to wait,” she said
with a smile. “Or???”
“Or?” he asked.
“Have you ever seen two women make love?” she
asked with a smile.

“Only you and Nessay.”
“Nessay? Oh yes, her,” Bandy said as if she just
remembered her life long friend and lover. Jabur frowned. He
sat up, looking down at Bandy as she spread out on the bed.
“Women lovers have a problem. It occurs every
month, if you get my meaning.”
“Sure,” Jabur nodded.
“Well that can be very inconvenient. Two women
spend half their lives waiting for the period to end. One week
for one woman, and one week for the other, unless they are lucky
enough to have them at the same times.”
“Yes, yes, I know this,” Jabur said
impatiently.

“You do? Oh well, I am just leading up to a
request. You see there are ways of having sex, even though the
period is upon them. If you will allow me?” she said, climbing
back to her hands and knees. She turned Jabur over on his left
side. He looked at her quizzically, while she straddled his body
and rested her tiny pussy on his right hip. Then, as he rested,
she rode gently forward and back on his hip.
“That feel kind of nice,” Jabur agreed. He felt
her wetness on his hip. It was hot and pleasing.
“It’s wonderful,” Bandy moaned with her eyes
closed. She rode that way for several minutes before she began
to increase her pace. Her breathing came rapidly, her efforts
more urgent. It took only a moment for Bandy to grab his rib
cage and ride herself to her own violent orgasm. She cried out
in a restrained voice, moaning and biting her lips, until her
orgasm faltered and ended.
“Oh, Jabur, that was wonderful,” she sighed,
leaning forward and kissing him soundly. “It’s the best sex I’ve
had in a hundred years,” she gave him a sly smile.
“Right,” he said sarcastically. Bandy’s face went
through several changes, then she fell to the furs in complete
exhaustion.
“Are you alright?” he leaped forward to sit her
up.

“THAT BITCH, THAT EVIL OLD BITCH!” Bandy
screamed.
“What are you talking about?” he asked, concerned
over her sanity.
“That old witch shared my body with me while we
made love,” Bandy said in outrage. “I’ll yank every hair out of
that old cow’s head,” she screamed, jumping to her feet. She
stormed out of the tent starting an uproar. She jumped back into
the tent and picked up her clothing. With a sheepish expression
she began dressing.
“That sneaky old witch,” Jabur said with a new
respect for her powers. “Maybe I should talk to her as well.
That gives me an idea.”
“GENERAL, GENERAL!” Willa said, running into the
tent.
“What is it, Willa?” Willa looked from Bandy, who
was still dressing, to Jabur.

“Spies have infiltrated the camp. The water is
poisoned,” she said, looking at the bloody bucket.
“Don’t worry, we didn’t drink any,” Jabur said
shyly. “Empty the wagon and have somebody get more. Send them
upstream, I don’t want blood in it.”
“I… I already have,” she said, looking down at
Jabur’s nakedness. She smiled sheepishly and left. But she left
the distinct impression that she would like to be next in line.
Jabur would remember that. Willa was a strong, and not overly
beautiful, woman, but she was very sexy.
“I need food,” Jabur said as he dressed. He left
the tent, only to find that the cooked food had been poisoned by
the water. It had all been dumped.
“Blast this,” Jabur suddenly yelled.
“What?” Willa said from the rock where she had
begun sharpening her sword.

“I said blast this. And blast Ladax while you’re
at it. He couldn’t lead a sing-along.”
“He is the general of the armies,” she pointed out
as she continued sharpening her sword.
“Why?”
“Huh?
“Why? Why is he the general of the armies? Who
appointed him to that position?”
“His father, and his father before him. The
position has been passed down since the dark times.”

“What if I don’t recognize that authority? What
if I promote myself to general of my own army?”
“You can’t do that?” she snorted.
“I can and I will,” Jabur said, tossing down the
branch he was holding. “Get the army ready for action, we are
succeeding from the Neve battalion as of now. I’m going to see
Rush,” he said, stalking off toward the high mound in the center
of the battalion.
Jabur was coated with mud from his knees down, as
he climbed the hill where the Neve command resided. Jabur saw
Rush looking off toward the Sachan army. She suddenly turned and
looked at Jabur. Ladax also turned. His face clouded with
anger. Her’s turned red in embarassment.
“Get back to your place,” Ladax said with a
haughty look.
“Go to hell, moron. I’m here to see Mother
Rush.”

“Get out!” Ladax screamed, grabbing the hilt of
his knife.
“Pull that knife and I’ll kill you,” Jabur said
between clenched teeth. “Somebody should have done that long
ago, it would have saved thousands of Neve lives. Rush, I’m here
to discuss that plan, which our moronic General decided to scrap.
Can you get me Shinys?”
“Oh course,” she nodded.
“No!” Ladax yelled.
“I’ve had about enough of you,” Jabur said, half
pulling his sword.
“Go to sleep,” Rush said, waving her hand at the
back of Ladax’s head. He slumped to the ground. They ignored
him, allowing him to lay in the mud.

“He serves his purpose,” Mother Rush shrugged
apologetically.
“The Shinys?”
“On their way,” she pointed to several dozen
riderless Shinys.
“Oh, I’ll need more bowmen,” he gasped slipping
and sliding as he ran down the hill. “Thanks,” he called, waving
over his shoulder.
“You are welcome,” she whispered. The sound of
her voice reverberated in his head. “And you didn’t disappoint
me,” she whispered only to herself.

Sixty-seven golden Shinys filled the skies over
the Neve lines with bowmen and women sitting astride their backs.
At the suggestion of one female warrior, each carried a full
quiver of arrows, and a leather pouch filled with fist-sized
rocks. The rocks had been her idea. An arrow can be deflected
by a metal shield, a rock would flatten the shield and the
warrior beneath it.

The leader of the Sachans showed his fearlessness
by hiding at the rear of his lines in a bright glowing red tent.
He was daring spies to infiltrate his lines and destroy him,
knowing full well that it was impossible, and also knowing that
they would try. He had not planned on an aerial assault. The
Sachans did not live in Mother Trees, so they had no Shinys. The
aerial attack was a complete surprise, and brought about utter
chaos, especially when the Shinys hovered over the bright red
tent. Jabur smiled through clenched teeth as he saw the people
milling below, suddenly intent on protecting their leader. Jabur
raised his right arm, then lowered it with a jerk in the motion
for attack. Sixty-six screaming arrows rocketed toward the red
tent and the milling masses around it. Dozens feel. Even at
their great height, they could hear the screams of pain and
horror. The glint of hastily raised shields nearly blinded
them.
“Rocks,” Jabur screamed. He shouldered his own
bow and dug three large rocks from his bag. He raised his arm
high and dropped it, releasing his rock. He nearly lost his
seating as he tried to follow the trajectory of the rock by
leaning over the side. With an embarrassed start, he grabbed the
saddle and dropped the other two rocks by accident.
More screams of horror and pain filtered up to
them. Suddenly the entire encampment began to run. They ran
without food, shelter, or weapons. They simply ran in complete
horror, not knowing where they ran too, or how they would
survive. A wave of movement on the Neve side of the river
signaled the attack of the ground forces. The camp was mainly
empty, but the Neve warriors took the opportunity to burn and
pillage the Sachan encampment. After one more hour, the Sachans
were scattered, weaponless, and destitute. Sachan hunting
parties began spontaneously in the nearby Neve Mother Trees.
Hundreds of Sachans were hunted down and slaughtered, the females
placed in bonds.
The Sachan empire was broken. After centuries of
war, fear, and loss, the Sachans were no longer a threat.

Jabur led his Shiny down to the mound where Mother
Rush and General Ladax stood watching. Smoke poured in black
columns from the Sachan encampment on the far side of the river,
rising high up into the sky and partially blocking the sun.
“You are missing out on all the treasure,” Ladax
snarled.

“My own troops will look out for my best
interests,” Jabur smiled. “I expect a female slave or two out of
this engagement,” he added as he approached Rush and squeezed her
arm.
“It looks like the people have a new General,”
Rush smiled, looking from Jabur to Ladax.
“Hardly,” Ladax growled.
“A General can be elected or reelected after a
great winning battle,” Rush reminded him. “Shall we hold the
election now, or will you step down?” she asked with a twinkle in
her eyes.
Ladax cursed under his breath and stalked off.
“The Sachans are beaten, there is no longer a need
for a General,” Jabur said, although he stood a little
taller.

“Oh, but there is. One benefit of being a witch,
is the ability to see the future. There will be a need, General
Jabur.”
“We will see,” Jabur said in a patronizing
manner.
“Yes we will,” she said smugly, “and one of those
female slaves is mine,” she added, with a sly sideward
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About 20 metres from the beach, I saw a tall lithe black male with dreadlocks walk from behind his stall and say something in Gambian to the following army of pedalers. In seconds they disappeared. The male introduced himself as Soloman and asked our names. My wife Lisa almost ignored him, but I was civil and introduced us. He told us to tell any one we had hassle from, that we were solamon’s friends and they should leave us alone.

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I slept for ages, I woke up shortly after 01.30 and was worried to find that Lisa was not in the bed beside me. I slowly got dressed deciding to go and look for her.I went past the hotel bar which was now closed, I went through reception and out of the front of the hotel. As I turned the corner of the hotel towards the beach, I became aware that a couple were inan embrace under a tree, on my side of the road. It suddenley dawned on me that it was my Lisa, in the arms of Solamon. I frooze, I did not know what to do. At the same time Lisa saw me and Solamon turned to face me. Lisa did not speak, I said something like I was worried about you, I did not know where you were. She replied “oh its ok Solamon was looking after me”. She made no effort to free from her embrace, so I asked her if she was coming back to the room, and she told me to carry on she was just saying good night.

I turned on my heels and left not knowing what to do, I walked slowly back to our room, expecting Lisa to catch me up. She came back some twenty minutes later. She was obviously drunk, and she dismissed my demands for an explaination, telling me we would talk in the morning. Soon she was sleeping and I was left awake, running over in my mind what I had seen. I had several feelings inside me, anger, jealousy,but also arousal. The next morning I felt weak and Lisa had a hangover. We did not mention the incident from the previous evening all day. We decided to stay around the hotel pool as neither of us felt like straying far from the room.

At night I was still feeling weak, so we ate in the hotel and returned for an early night. I became incredibly horny and started to play with her tits while I coudled into her, she responded by stroking my cock. It was then that I raised the subject. She told me that the previous night she had dinner in the hotel on her own, but went out to try to find a pharmacy. It was then that she had saw Soloman and he had offered to take her to one he knew off.  On the way back he invited her for a drink, and as she thought I’d be sleeping and she had nothing else to do she accepted.

She started to drink the local vodka while Soloman chatted to her about anything and everything. She told me that she did not realise the time, until the bar started to close up. She said that when she went to stand up, she realised that she had drunk too much and had nearly fallen over. Soloman had walked her home almost proping her up. She told me that she could feel his large hands wrapped around her and one thing lead to another and before she knew it their tongues were entwining. It was then that I had disturbed her. She appologised but I told her not to worry.

When I put my finger inside her pussy I could not believe how wet she had become at reliving the event. I was so turned on and asked her if she would like Soloman to join us for a threesome. She stopped andasked me if I really meant it, and I said that I did. I thought we were just playing games as we had done several times in the past. As I fingered her she hadan almighty climax, and she was bucking and throwing her head back. She told me that she had felt Solomans erect penis against her and could not believe how big he was.  she told me that she did not htink she could take all his cock should the opportunity arise. I put my cock inside her but I did not last 10 seconds before I was pumping my seed into her.

The next day we went to the beach as we approached Soloman’s stall I was a bit apprehensive, but he was no where to be seen.Ater lunch Lisa said she was going for a drink and went up to the beach shack. She returned a couple of hours later and said she had bumped into Soloman. She had bought a wooden face mask from his stall and said that he had not mentioned the incident Two days before. She told me that as it was our penultimate night she had accepted his invitation for us to go for a meal with him later on that evening. That evening Lisa got showered and put on her little black dress which shows off her size 8 figure, and her newly aquired tan.

Neither of us said a word as we we went to meet Soloman at the restaurant. I was utterly confused but excited, as Lisa ordered the Vodka that she said she would never drink again. The chat was about the holiday and his business and all seemed well. We ate the meal and I ordered another round of drinks before heading to the toilets. When I came back I was shocked to see that Soloman had placed his right hand on the insideof Lisa’s thigh and she had not made any attempt to move it. The pair of them where know ignoring me and chatting quietly together as if I was not there!. I was aware that other people in the restaurant had understood what was happening, as he was the only Black malein the place. I noticed that people were starring at us, and felt a little uncomfatible. Lisa was oblivious to the fact and she continued to flirt with him. I thought that she was just teaching me a lesson, and that she would tell me that we were going back to the hotel , but she continued to melt into him as he stroked her thigh.

I decided that I did not like the situation, and told Lisa that we had better be going, she told me to carry on up to the room if I liked and she would follow. I wanted to say no, but decided against it. She told me that Soloman was coming back to the room for a nightcap, and asked me to call in the little shop near the hotel to get some vodka and Orange.I did as I was told and Soloman and Lisa followed on behind.I was walking slowly but they seemed to be walking slower. Every now and then I would turn around and could see them arm in arm following. I got to the shop just as it was about to close and got the Vodka and Orange as I was instucted. I thought that by the time I had got out of the shop they would have caught up, butthey were no where to be seen. I made my mind up that I I was going to put a stop to the situation because I did not like it. So I walked back down the road rehearing what Iwas going to say. Lisa was once again kissing Soloman in a patienate embrace as I reached them. Before I had chance to say my peace, Lisa said that Soloman had decided that hedid not want to shair me tonight and could she have the room key. I was speechless, jealousy ran through my body, I wanted to scream and say no, but I handed them the drinks and the room key. I said what shall I do as they walked past me, i did not receive a reply. It was late so I went back down towards the bars and restaurants and went into a bar with the most people in, and proped myself up at the bar and ordered a beer. My mindwas in a whirl and I still thought that Lisa was playing me at my own game and it was some kind of a sick joke. I downed a couple of beers and noticed that people were drifting away. Soon I was the only one left in the bar. Lisa had been gone, almost Two hours. I paid my bar bill and decided to head for the hotel. I walked slowly through the entrance, past receiption, past the bar that was now closed and into the the corridor leading to our room, I thought that Lisa may have been inside on her own, but just in case I did not want to disturb them. My doubts were confirmed as I got Two rooms away from our door. I could here noises that would have woken the dead. Lisa was almost screaming and for a second I thought that she may be in danger. I stopped at the door before knocking to make sure. I heard Lisa shout “you dirty fucker, You big black dirty fucker”, I could hear her spitting on him.

My Lisa who I seldomly heard swear yet alone spit was behaving like an animal. I thought about knocking, but decided against it. I continued to listen at the door, I heard Soloman laugh and then Lisa wimpering, before she pleaded with him to come inside her. The door of next doors room opened and a male put his head out. He recognised me and asked me to keep the noise down. I said I would and knocked quietly on the door, which was ignored. I walked off after the male returned inside the room. My emotions were shot, I walked back out towards the pool and saw the security guard coming the other wasy, so I said evening and walked back through reception and out of the hotel. I had no where to go, so I crouched down near the hotel wall near the tree, waiting for Soloman to finish fucking my wife.

An hour later I looked up and saw Soloman walking past me, I was hoping he would not see my pathetic figure huddled up around the base of the tree, but  he looked at me and just started laughing loudily to compound my humiliation. I returned to the room, knocked on the door and Lisa let me in. She was completely deshieveled. She had a big smile on her face and she kissed me on the lips and said thank you.

I was angry but incredibly horny, and told Lisa I wanted to fuck her. She said that Soloman had told her that I was not allowed, besides she was too soar.She said that he had instructed her to straddle my face and dribble his come in my mouth. Once again I did what I was told, and Lisa took a picture of me receiving Solomans come all over my face. She said it was what Soloman had instructed her to do. I asked her to suck my cock but she told me she was not allowed. so I pleasured myself, while chooking on the thick goblets of come.

Lisa was not allowed to tell me waht happened and the next day we did not speak about it. We stayed around the pool in the day and at night I tentavily asked her what we were doing that eveing. Lisa told me that it was unfir for me to not have my own bed so she had arranged to stay with Soloman at his roadside stall. She was gone all night. Things are relatively back to normal now we have returned to the UK. However Lisa’s pussy is not as tight as it used to be, and she has announced that she has booked time off in November to go back to the Gambia, this time for a fortnight. She as also kindly said that I could go along as well if I want!


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