THE DAY MARGO CAME BACK PART 1
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I soaked in the bubbles in the tub. It was time to give my ass and pussy a rest. I listened to Grace Slick singing about "Try Trans-Love Airlines, gets you there on time...""
I was still on my back in the tub. I'd had had several intense comes, had watched Ida and Dulce get DP's a few inches away from my face, so close I could smell it and taste it, too. I was relaxed, I didn't need any more sex. Ida came to see me in the tub.
"You have tits that float, Sylvia, that's really cool. Are you totally done? I'm still buzzin' from that fucking I just got. Damn, I could get used to coming that hard every day. If you've got the energy, I want to show you something."
From behind her hip, she showed me a nice, fat, two-headed rubbery dildo, about two feet long. Judy and I had played with a toy like this, but this was the more serious "adult size" version, much fatter than what Judy and I used.
"Dulce and I are going to play, because both of us have not quite had enough yet, if you get my drift. That DP fucking just stays with me long after these boy's dicks are back in their pants...I want you to watch and take notes, because honey, this is going to be on the test. I'm thinking that DP's should be for private fun. It's too risky to try to pull off with men you've never been with before. I think you could come up with something pretty cool if you had a woman partner to do your gang-bang parties with, and you and she fucked each other with this, or something like it, or maybe even more than one. It's like a strap-on, but there isn't a strap. You hold one end in your puss, and she fucks you, and then she gets the other end in her, and you fuck each other. It's really nice, once you figure out how to keep it moving in her and in you. It takes a little bit of practice. This cock is fatter and more flexible than the strap-on kind of cocks they sell now. I'm here to tell you, Sylvia, that when these guys see this thing movin'in both pussies or asses or wherever, you and she all stretched out and moaning, they will go fucking nuts. I promise you that their wives do not put on a show for them with this thing. While you and you partner are fucking, the guys will be standing around, beating their poor meat to death, and all that results from that is that they pop all over you, and that's not so bad.
It saves wear and tear on your girly parts from guys whose dicks are larger than their brains. You know that no guy, not even Woody or Roger, can get off more than three or four times at the very most. Let them jack off all over you, and it's just less performance work that you have to do to earn your money. Take your time in the tub. I have a special tub I want to show you, but for now, take a puff, and I will make sure that your tub stays nice and warm...Do you want me or Dulce to join you?"
"Ida, come over here, bend over and kiss me. I'm fine in my tub by myself for now, but could you leave that two-headed dick with me for a while?"
Ida put the dick head in her mouth.
"Get your mouth around it Syl. Suck it, try to pull it out.I'll be rubbing my puss when I'm an old, old woman to the pictures in my head of you blowing those boys today. I'm a painter, hon, and when I see stuff like that, it stays in my visual memory for a long time. Long after you get back to LA, I'm going to be working on a painting, about twelve or fifteen feet across, of you with your lips stretched out around Woody's boner."
Ida handed me the dildo and left me to soak in that lovely tub. I heard the doves and train whistles. I closed my eyes.
Roger and Woody went home, Ida took then in the chicken coupe DE ville and came home in the early hours of the next morning.
The next morning, Ida was in the kitchen, behind a big stack of pancakes with a dish of avocado slices on the side. And a huge mug of coffee and the entire room a cloudy maze of Camel smoke.
"Hi Sweetie"
"Ida, what's up, are you feeling okay?"
"Am I feeling okay? Syl, in the last few days I've been fucking like a Banshee woman...gettin' love from you and Dulce,,and then the list starts to get longer..oh shit..I hope I don't run out of names. I'm forty-two, and not pretty. I thank the goddess who watches over you and me that I'm get myself fucked like this, and I'm totally relaxed with the fucking..and Sylvia...I' am dead fucking serious. This is the sacred energy my mom told you about.
When I have so much sex in a short time,with people I mostly care about, I feel the power of all of our goddess's moving through me, surrounding me, Protecting me."There were a few stops they didn't pull out when they were playing the organ for me, so I showed them. I hope you didn't mind.."
I wanted to see both of them again, have some fun, have some SEX, but, somehow, I got caught up in events down there, and I wasn't Brenda Whitlach, the f******n year old cock sucker and DP princess, I wasn't even Sylvia Greenburg any more, and I didn't see Roger for another twenty five years, when I was singing at a club in North Beach, San Francisco. Woody had died from AIDS, and Roger was sick from it, but, as he told me " A long way from dead."
I hung out with Dulce and Ida. I saw Ida's painting studio, at another house, and Dulcce's HUGE pottery studio, also in a house behind a bigger house, the way it was set up in west Berkeley.
The three of us had lots of sex, some with their women friends, Sharon and Cubbie.
I went, on my own, to this party at ida's friend Margo's house in the city, Margo said to me on the phone:'
"This is a DP party. I have quite a few friends that like that thing, and sometimes we get together. Would you like to come over? You don't have to do anybody or anything you don't like.."
It was in a big house out by Golden Gate park. I walked in in my jeans, and there were maybe fifteen women and more guys than that there. Everybody was dressed in expensive night club clothes but me.
At first, I was going to head right out the door, go to the East Bay terminal, and get a bus back to Berkeley,but Margo was right there, she saw the situation and told me to relax
."Have some hash, whatever it is that's gets you in the mood, Let's do it. Yeah, honey, you're cute, we can go in the other room. I know how to warm you up. I'm telling you, Sylvia, I want to be face down in your pussy in about two minutes. Is that okay? I like to fuck and I like sex with women, too, and i'll bet if you are here, you are a little bit like me, so I don't waste time being coy..."
What could I say? i offered Margo my hand in the most ladylike way I could, and, as the party developed around us, we stepped into an adjoining room with dark painted walls and a hardwood floor and a bed with white bed linen.
"Get those dumb jeans and underpants off.Get on the bed on your hands and knees with your ass facing me. I'm going to really put some love on your ass and your pussy, Sylvia. I think you need some of that. I like your idea of doing your little f******n year old thing here. I think these folks will just love that, if we don't all go to jail. How old are you, really?"
" s*******n."
"Well if anyone gets all pissy about your age, we'll tell them you are role playing "f******n", and that you are really eighteen. most of the people that come to my parties don't care as long as you look as if you might have had your first period sometime in the recent past."
"Get your clothes off and get up on the bed..oooohhh, you have such lovely large breasts for such a tiny woman. Oh, excuse me, but I'm going to have to give you some attention there before anything else happens..."
And like that, Margo was out of her clothes,under me, loving my hangy down boobs just the way I liked.
Margo was true to her word. She loved me , well, all over my body, anyway. She was a short woman, dark hair, dark eyes, a ton of pussy hair (which I love, of course) Eyebrows (brow?) like the artist Frieda Kahlo, wine dark nipples and pussy lips, a nice woman's wide ass and hips. She said that i didn't have to do her, this after she had delighted all my love spots with her mouth, lips fingers words and a strap-on dildo, but I'm wired up so if I get enough, I want to give it back. Sometimes, I think the giving back part, or what seems like it, is just little Sylvia or "Brenda" going for more. The sensation I get from kissing, licking, sucking, biting, tasting . touching and rubbing my body around another lover's naked body, when I'm naked, too, is just as important for me as when I'm getting it.
Margo put her strap-on on and fucked my pussy and my ass and my puss again with the thing. Later, I sucked it as if it were a real dick in my mouth, putting on a little show that "Brenda" might do if she were working on a real penis she was being paid to suck. Margo was one of those women who really loved that. I don't quite get that, it still didn't feel like a man's warm cock, it felt like I was sucking a piece of plastic, but Margo loved it, and the sensation made me want to feel the size and weight and smell and fucking little bit salty taste of a man's dick against my cheeks on the inside of my mouth. I was sucking the dildo, Margo was groaning, and that, among other things, was getting me soaked, but I wanted to taste some semen, not the sweet cum, but the kind of bitter, salty stuff stuff that Roger had put all over me a few days before.
I hadn't thought too much about that before Margo "warmed me up". but now wanted to get up, go out naked into that room full of naked people I didn't know, find some guy walking around with his hard-on bobbing up and down, like it was his fishing pole and he had just caught a little fish ...I wanted to find that guy, suck his cock before he even knew my name. and have him pop a salty shot all over me. I wanted it to look so slutty that the other women there were kind of disgusted and talking to each other about it. I wanted it to be so hot, the men watching began to jack themselves off. I wasn't even out of Margo's bedroom yet!
I didn't quite come from Margo. I kissed Margo, got up and walked into the other room. I had brought along some black nylons in my back pack. I had used them in sexual situations before. I thought it might be hotter if I had something on my body. I like to fuck when I'm wearing them, 'cause the silky feeling when his hips are rubbing the inside of my thighs is pretty hot, or so I've been told. I know I like to grind my puss with a woman in stockings. If I'm going down on her, I get that silky feeling on my cheeks and my shoulders. So this is how I was going to be as "Little Brenda", black stockings, strawberry pubes, and a round little ass that I lost forever when I had my daughter when I was twenty-six. There are times in my life when I could describe myself as cock-hungry, and this was one of those moments. I wanted to do the DP thing, too, if I didn't get my uterus or rectum destroyed in the process.
There were fifteen or twenty people, some with clothes, some as naked as me. I wiggled my ass and tits an extra wiggle as I walked around. All these dicks! I felt like I was in a men's locker room, except the locker room guys wouldn't have boners and half- boners like these guys. I don't know. I've never been in a men's locker room. maybe guys walk around with their boners sticking out or up and it's just , you know, fucking normal.
My plans to just find a random cock and start blowing him out there got sidetracked because I didn't see very many cocks that weren't in somebody else. I was the newbie, and I didn't know anyone there, so I didn't feel as if I could just take over. Margo was there with me.
"You look so fucking hot, Sylvia, but you might have to take your time here. .."
That was okay with me. I was cum-hungry, too, so I cruised around the room, licking asses and pussies when I could, and licking up whatever cum puddles were on women's and men's butts and boobs. I cleaned cocks if I could get my face in there. I hadn't done much of that kind of stuff since Judy and I split up. It was submissive in a way that I liked, but I wasn't getting nearly enough. I don't know what Margo did to me, but after she did me the way she did, and I didn't come, I was raging, starting to lose the control I always cling to, and this in a roomful of coke and meth taking strangers!
How do you walk up to a strange man and say " How do you do? I'm Brenda and I'd like to suck your cock today?"
But I saw something interesting going on the love seat in the corner; a guy sucking another man, and a young woman joining them. She looked to be African, I didn't know exactly, but her skin was dark, much darker than any American Black person I had run across lately. I stood in front of them like a k** at a carnival sideshow, rubbing my pussy and getting real close. The girl, who I later found out was my age, held the man's cock out to me with three fingers. It was a very nice , totally sexy gesture, and I did not let it go by. The guy was just a guy, but the girl, whose name was Janet, became my companion and lover for the rest of the day. For the rest of the day, and for the next few months until my life changed forever.
I was still on my back in the tub. I'd had had several intense comes, had watched Ida and Dulce get DP's a few inches away from my face, so close I could smell it and taste it, too. I was relaxed, I didn't need any more sex. Ida came to see me in the tub.
"You have tits that float, Sylvia, that's really cool. Are you totally done? I'm still buzzin' from that fucking I just got. Damn, I could get used to coming that hard every day. If you've got the energy, I want to show you something."
From behind her hip, she showed me a nice, fat, two-headed rubbery dildo, about two feet long. Judy and I had played with a toy like this, but this was the more serious "adult size" version, much fatter than what Judy and I used.
"Dulce and I are going to play, because both of us have not quite had enough yet, if you get my drift. That DP fucking just stays with me long after these boy's dicks are back in their pants...I want you to watch and take notes, because honey, this is going to be on the test. I'm thinking that DP's should be for private fun. It's too risky to try to pull off with men you've never been with before. I think you could come up with something pretty cool if you had a woman partner to do your gang-bang parties with, and you and she fucked each other with this, or something like it, or maybe even more than one. It's like a strap-on, but there isn't a strap. You hold one end in your puss, and she fucks you, and then she gets the other end in her, and you fuck each other. It's really nice, once you figure out how to keep it moving in her and in you. It takes a little bit of practice. This cock is fatter and more flexible than the strap-on kind of cocks they sell now. I'm here to tell you, Sylvia, that when these guys see this thing movin'in both pussies or asses or wherever, you and she all stretched out and moaning, they will go fucking nuts. I promise you that their wives do not put on a show for them with this thing. While you and you partner are fucking, the guys will be standing around, beating their poor meat to death, and all that results from that is that they pop all over you, and that's not so bad.
It saves wear and tear on your girly parts from guys whose dicks are larger than their brains. You know that no guy, not even Woody or Roger, can get off more than three or four times at the very most. Let them jack off all over you, and it's just less performance work that you have to do to earn your money. Take your time in the tub. I have a special tub I want to show you, but for now, take a puff, and I will make sure that your tub stays nice and warm...Do you want me or Dulce to join you?"
"Ida, come over here, bend over and kiss me. I'm fine in my tub by myself for now, but could you leave that two-headed dick with me for a while?"
Ida put the dick head in her mouth.
"Get your mouth around it Syl. Suck it, try to pull it out.I'll be rubbing my puss when I'm an old, old woman to the pictures in my head of you blowing those boys today. I'm a painter, hon, and when I see stuff like that, it stays in my visual memory for a long time. Long after you get back to LA, I'm going to be working on a painting, about twelve or fifteen feet across, of you with your lips stretched out around Woody's boner."
Ida handed me the dildo and left me to soak in that lovely tub. I heard the doves and train whistles. I closed my eyes.
Roger and Woody went home, Ida took then in the chicken coupe DE ville and came home in the early hours of the next morning.
The next morning, Ida was in the kitchen, behind a big stack of pancakes with a dish of avocado slices on the side. And a huge mug of coffee and the entire room a cloudy maze of Camel smoke.
"Hi Sweetie"
"Ida, what's up, are you feeling okay?"
"Am I feeling okay? Syl, in the last few days I've been fucking like a Banshee woman...gettin' love from you and Dulce,,and then the list starts to get longer..oh shit..I hope I don't run out of names. I'm forty-two, and not pretty. I thank the goddess who watches over you and me that I'm get myself fucked like this, and I'm totally relaxed with the fucking..and Sylvia...I' am dead fucking serious. This is the sacred energy my mom told you about.
When I have so much sex in a short time,with people I mostly care about, I feel the power of all of our goddess's moving through me, surrounding me, Protecting me."There were a few stops they didn't pull out when they were playing the organ for me, so I showed them. I hope you didn't mind.."
I wanted to see both of them again, have some fun, have some SEX, but, somehow, I got caught up in events down there, and I wasn't Brenda Whitlach, the f******n year old cock sucker and DP princess, I wasn't even Sylvia Greenburg any more, and I didn't see Roger for another twenty five years, when I was singing at a club in North Beach, San Francisco. Woody had died from AIDS, and Roger was sick from it, but, as he told me " A long way from dead."
I hung out with Dulce and Ida. I saw Ida's painting studio, at another house, and Dulcce's HUGE pottery studio, also in a house behind a bigger house, the way it was set up in west Berkeley.
The three of us had lots of sex, some with their women friends, Sharon and Cubbie.
I went, on my own, to this party at ida's friend Margo's house in the city, Margo said to me on the phone:'
"This is a DP party. I have quite a few friends that like that thing, and sometimes we get together. Would you like to come over? You don't have to do anybody or anything you don't like.."
It was in a big house out by Golden Gate park. I walked in in my jeans, and there were maybe fifteen women and more guys than that there. Everybody was dressed in expensive night club clothes but me.
At first, I was going to head right out the door, go to the East Bay terminal, and get a bus back to Berkeley,but Margo was right there, she saw the situation and told me to relax
."Have some hash, whatever it is that's gets you in the mood, Let's do it. Yeah, honey, you're cute, we can go in the other room. I know how to warm you up. I'm telling you, Sylvia, I want to be face down in your pussy in about two minutes. Is that okay? I like to fuck and I like sex with women, too, and i'll bet if you are here, you are a little bit like me, so I don't waste time being coy..."
What could I say? i offered Margo my hand in the most ladylike way I could, and, as the party developed around us, we stepped into an adjoining room with dark painted walls and a hardwood floor and a bed with white bed linen.
"Get those dumb jeans and underpants off.Get on the bed on your hands and knees with your ass facing me. I'm going to really put some love on your ass and your pussy, Sylvia. I think you need some of that. I like your idea of doing your little f******n year old thing here. I think these folks will just love that, if we don't all go to jail. How old are you, really?"
" s*******n."
"Well if anyone gets all pissy about your age, we'll tell them you are role playing "f******n", and that you are really eighteen. most of the people that come to my parties don't care as long as you look as if you might have had your first period sometime in the recent past."
"Get your clothes off and get up on the bed..oooohhh, you have such lovely large breasts for such a tiny woman. Oh, excuse me, but I'm going to have to give you some attention there before anything else happens..."
And like that, Margo was out of her clothes,under me, loving my hangy down boobs just the way I liked.
Margo was true to her word. She loved me , well, all over my body, anyway. She was a short woman, dark hair, dark eyes, a ton of pussy hair (which I love, of course) Eyebrows (brow?) like the artist Frieda Kahlo, wine dark nipples and pussy lips, a nice woman's wide ass and hips. She said that i didn't have to do her, this after she had delighted all my love spots with her mouth, lips fingers words and a strap-on dildo, but I'm wired up so if I get enough, I want to give it back. Sometimes, I think the giving back part, or what seems like it, is just little Sylvia or "Brenda" going for more. The sensation I get from kissing, licking, sucking, biting, tasting . touching and rubbing my body around another lover's naked body, when I'm naked, too, is just as important for me as when I'm getting it.
Margo put her strap-on on and fucked my pussy and my ass and my puss again with the thing. Later, I sucked it as if it were a real dick in my mouth, putting on a little show that "Brenda" might do if she were working on a real penis she was being paid to suck. Margo was one of those women who really loved that. I don't quite get that, it still didn't feel like a man's warm cock, it felt like I was sucking a piece of plastic, but Margo loved it, and the sensation made me want to feel the size and weight and smell and fucking little bit salty taste of a man's dick against my cheeks on the inside of my mouth. I was sucking the dildo, Margo was groaning, and that, among other things, was getting me soaked, but I wanted to taste some semen, not the sweet cum, but the kind of bitter, salty stuff stuff that Roger had put all over me a few days before.
I hadn't thought too much about that before Margo "warmed me up". but now wanted to get up, go out naked into that room full of naked people I didn't know, find some guy walking around with his hard-on bobbing up and down, like it was his fishing pole and he had just caught a little fish ...I wanted to find that guy, suck his cock before he even knew my name. and have him pop a salty shot all over me. I wanted it to look so slutty that the other women there were kind of disgusted and talking to each other about it. I wanted it to be so hot, the men watching began to jack themselves off. I wasn't even out of Margo's bedroom yet!
I didn't quite come from Margo. I kissed Margo, got up and walked into the other room. I had brought along some black nylons in my back pack. I had used them in sexual situations before. I thought it might be hotter if I had something on my body. I like to fuck when I'm wearing them, 'cause the silky feeling when his hips are rubbing the inside of my thighs is pretty hot, or so I've been told. I know I like to grind my puss with a woman in stockings. If I'm going down on her, I get that silky feeling on my cheeks and my shoulders. So this is how I was going to be as "Little Brenda", black stockings, strawberry pubes, and a round little ass that I lost forever when I had my daughter when I was twenty-six. There are times in my life when I could describe myself as cock-hungry, and this was one of those moments. I wanted to do the DP thing, too, if I didn't get my uterus or rectum destroyed in the process.
There were fifteen or twenty people, some with clothes, some as naked as me. I wiggled my ass and tits an extra wiggle as I walked around. All these dicks! I felt like I was in a men's locker room, except the locker room guys wouldn't have boners and half- boners like these guys. I don't know. I've never been in a men's locker room. maybe guys walk around with their boners sticking out or up and it's just , you know, fucking normal.
My plans to just find a random cock and start blowing him out there got sidetracked because I didn't see very many cocks that weren't in somebody else. I was the newbie, and I didn't know anyone there, so I didn't feel as if I could just take over. Margo was there with me.
"You look so fucking hot, Sylvia, but you might have to take your time here. .."
That was okay with me. I was cum-hungry, too, so I cruised around the room, licking asses and pussies when I could, and licking up whatever cum puddles were on women's and men's butts and boobs. I cleaned cocks if I could get my face in there. I hadn't done much of that kind of stuff since Judy and I split up. It was submissive in a way that I liked, but I wasn't getting nearly enough. I don't know what Margo did to me, but after she did me the way she did, and I didn't come, I was raging, starting to lose the control I always cling to, and this in a roomful of coke and meth taking strangers!
How do you walk up to a strange man and say " How do you do? I'm Brenda and I'd like to suck your cock today?"
But I saw something interesting going on the love seat in the corner; a guy sucking another man, and a young woman joining them. She looked to be African, I didn't know exactly, but her skin was dark, much darker than any American Black person I had run across lately. I stood in front of them like a k** at a carnival sideshow, rubbing my pussy and getting real close. The girl, who I later found out was my age, held the man's cock out to me with three fingers. It was a very nice , totally sexy gesture, and I did not let it go by. The guy was just a guy, but the girl, whose name was Janet, became my companion and lover for the rest of the day. For the rest of the day, and for the next few months until my life changed forever.
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