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Denis was holding Rachel's right foor by the ankle, with his other hand underneath for support. He was fucking Rachel's buttered toes the way he had been doing mine. Rachel was masturbating,her head back, her eyes closed, her red curls bouncing to her own rhythm, having herself a nice little series of cums. .......
Silkie: "Shit..........shit.....shit shit shit......how I am I going to go on without kissing you again..............
.........here is the story again............yes, Rachel, I did, I did go there........ I wanted to show her something, so I motioned to the second guy to bring that cock over to my mouth, that cock with her ASS all over it, and whatever else, his semen, lube.....he was still pretty hard too and I wanted to suck that cock,, the feeling of sluttiness for me then was just too much, and I was going to try to get two cocks in my mouth at the same time, if I could, and the guy fucking Chris was watching, and she was too.........
Rachel: "Denis, this crazy woman has her finger up me.......'
" Denis, is this filthy enough for you?"
" Silkie, you tasted the shit on his cock, yes?"
" Well I don't remember the taste......I tried to get them both in there but my mouth is not that big, so I was just sucking and doing something with my mouth on both of them and them I would put one all the way in and then the other one and Chris reached over and started to rub my pussy through my jeans, I stopped long enough to get my clothes off, and then I went back to what I was doing with the two dicks.The guy that was fucking her started coming and she was really making a lot of noise, she was coming to for about the tenth time, and he pulled out and turned so that he shot all over her face and that was so hot to see...................."
Denis: "Silkie, love, take a breath please.........(laughing) my heart, my poor fucking heart...."
Rachel:" I'm going to put a condom on him Silkie and suck him off right here, sis............"
"No, no, please, I want to feel it land on my toes.........I might get off from that, Ray, I haven't come yet......."
"Denis, please excuse us for a moment..........I think we need to visit the ladie's room...........I have to give Rachel some special attention...
"Oh that's right....tonight I am the filthy story teller.........."
The wine was really getting to her now....
"..............I am the filthy story teller, who wants to fuck you, Denis, on this table, right here, right now, but now I am going to taste my sister's puss....do you think it strange that I am still intimate with my own blood sister? Sick? Twisted, yes? It used to bother me, yes, I don't share that with everyone, but we...........uh....we have been pleasuring each other since we were c***dren.......we lost our virginity at the same time...........to the same boy..........I came home one day........I think Rachel you were about thirteen, yes? I surprised you, I'm sorry for that, but I surprised you with him, he was about thirteen too..........there you were were all naked and sexy with him, sucking him........I still get excited thinking about seeing your body, not quite developed, naked and sexy like that.........Rachel, I love you so much.............that picture has never, ever left me........."
Silkie laid her head sideways on the tablecloth.......rolled her eyes toward Denis:
"Denis, she sat across my face.............I ate her pussy while her thirteen year old boyfriend...........it was Randy, wasn't it? Little Randy..I'll say he was............ took my virgnity with his three inch dick.........but for me, it was just the right size...............
" Okay, back to the story before I get too drunk to tell it:"
" I had this idea both these guys had their boners right against my mouth and on my face and everywhere else............They were l rubbing their cocks together, anyway, trying to get in my mouth, and everything was so slippy slidey with spit and semen and whatever came out of Chris' ass, I don't want to know. I had their cocks in my hands, so..................... so I just kind of had this thought about what would be funny, and so ( laughing), I just started , real sexy, rubbing those dicks together a little bit, not too much, but I thought ................ you know, those dicks probably feel pretty good wrapped around each other, just as good to the guys as if I were sucking them both in my mouth, so............ I kept being real sexy with my mouth and saying all the dirty words I could think of, and just rubbing their cocks together more and more,, and the guys were all saying this stuff to me: "Suck it you fuckin' whore" all that stuff. I hate it when men talk that way, until a certain point, and then the filthier and the cruder it comes out, the hotter it is for me...is that crazy? I don't know, Rachel, I don't think it works like that for you?
Rachel (laughing) " No dear, I like crude and filthy from the start......especially if it is coming from a woman! "
All three of them were laughing now...............It was a particualy charged moment that each of them would hold on to for the rest of their lives..................
Silkie said............"But let me finish the story...........After a while they were actually getting off on me rubbing their dicks together, I could tell, because weren't really in my mouth, well just a little, but not the parts I was rubbing against each other. I kept doing the ends , you know, around their pee slits and stuff, they just didn't want to let each other know that the other guy knew.. I was completly loving that....of course, I went too far, and then, oh shit, both of them got really mad and confused and embarassed, but it was too late for the first guy, he came all over my mouth and face and his friend's cock........ and then the second guy got so excited from seeing his pal shoot, and being part of it, he came a fucking geyser, that covered me, his friend and even landed on Chris.........I was so slutty and it was so much fun..........I scooped up the cum on me and sucked it off my fingers, licked it off them, and off Chris too...."
Rachel grabbed Silkie's foot:
"Silkie, now!"
Denis quickly slid his erupting cock between Silkie's buttered toes and kept pushing...She extended her ankle as far as she could.......... closed her eyes.. took some deep breaths...........Denis was of an age where he flowed more than shot......but his flow covered her foot and then Rachel's too.
Silkie was a woman for whom orgasms did not arrive easily. She loved the sensation of Denis' spunk between her toes. and the idea that this was happening in the middle of a club...Rachel , sitting with her, actually came just from that and some masturbation....Silkie's most common experience was a man with his face or his cock between her legs, for a long time, trying to get the little engine that could over the mountain with all the fuckin' toys....she didn't come from Denis this time, but she sure got the "fuckin' shivers" as she labeled the experience, and she knew her body and these two pretty well...."I think I can I think I can I think I'm gonna come if this keeps up" is what Silkie had in her head at that moment. She was wondering if anybody had put a tune to the words in Watty Piper's most famous book.............
Denis was a large man. He got his whole body underneath the table............
Julian the waiter had been watching them all evening. The club was ready to close.... he approached the table, all of them in complete intoxicated disaray..........
" We have a private room Ms. Greene..........perhaps that would be more comfortable for you?"............
Denis, not in the least embarrased for a fifty year old man in public with his fly noticably unzipped and his penis exposed, crawled out from under the table....he motioned to the two barefoot women to put their arms around his shoulders.................
"Please, Julian, show us the room........."


Julian joined them after Silkie's explicit invitation:
" Julian, come in please, and close the door......I know you have been watching us...........
To Denis and Rachel she said, slurring her words slightly:
" Julian is a sweet, chubby boy from Germany.....since I have been in Europe.......... I have become so fond of the uncircumsized penis for men...........Rachel, I never asked you about that, if you have a preference.........but in my dirty old age (Silkie was thirty-eight that evening)..........I like the way they look soft, like the statue of David.....can you imagine what he would look like with the end of it cut off?..........and I like to see them big and hard too..........sort of like you, Julian........."
Silkie drank some more wine, handed the bottle to Rachel.....
"Rachel was the first person who pissed on me, Julian, when we were ten years old...........I drank her sweet piss, right from her body....When I was fifteen....I ate her pussy, her darling sweet puss....while her boyfriend took my virginity.......none of this is exaggeration, all true.........
"Julian, we would like some more wine and that hashish you and I had the other night............yes, that night, dear...........is any of that left?.............but before you go............
"Rachel what do you prefer, men or women?"
"Silkie, you are messing with me..........I like............ummmmm...what shall I say?.............I like to have my face between a woman's thighs while I feel a man do me from behind..........oh..I like that a lot.....Julian, I packed Sylvia's ass with butter......I'll bet she would like to feel something else up there ....Oh, go get the wine and the hash, please..........................."
Julian quickly disappeared, and re-appeared with two bottles of Bordeaux and a piece of dark, oily, hashish the size of his fist.
Denis did not wait for another invitation, he was already naked, on his hands and knees, licking their toes, which Silkie elevated slightly so that he could reach the whole digit....she casually poured the rest of the wine in bottle on her feet, Rachel's feet, and the back of Denis' head..........she remembered the word Judy had taught her so many years ago, when they had sex with the Mexican boys:
"langour"
She stretched out her little nude body for everyone to see...
Denis said she always looked like " Olympia", the painting by Manet.................
She thought: " Well, it is my birthday........."
Denis was licking the combination of wine, semen and butter from their toes.........
Rachel was watching, masturbating and Silkie was talking to Julian: ""Julian, I don't know about you, but this gets me hot as a firecracker...........ooohhh, get your dick out..........god, your cock is so beautiful..........honey, I don't know much, but I know how to get dicks hard........bring it to mama, come on, baby, let me see....."
She had him growing in her mouth, fore- skin back, in a very short time.....she like sucking him, more than she did most men, but she really wanted to feel his smooth, chubby body between her legs, against her thighs, against her belly..........he had a nice fat dick, a bit too long for her, with a natural curve so that when he had a full erection, the head of his cock pointed to the ceiling. He had huge fat balls.............It had been a while since she had done a boy built like Julian. Even after all these years, she was sometimes embarassed by the intensity of her thoughts......... .and her attention to men's shape and size...He had a big butt and strong legs to push it with, and when she had her legs wrapped around him. and he was pushing that curved dick in her, he had a nice sense of timing for a young guy...he didn't get excited too fast, didn't come too fast..... didn't try to go too fast....until she was shouting and swearing and telling him to go faster......he had a nice rhythm that got her off every time...and he liked to go down on her, didn't mind a bit, and he didn't need a lot of coaching, praise, and thanks either...
"Ah, these young boys," she thought, "where were they when I was f******n.?..........."
Silkie had been blowing boys and men since she was thirteen. She could tell that Julian was turned on by the whole circus he had already witnessed, and that he wasn't going to last very long..........the first time...
It didn't take Julian long.............
Rachel had re-claimed the active particpation in Jewish life that had been gone from her family for three generations..........She reached over, scooped a bit of semen from Silkie's cheek:
"Mazeltov,sis, great show , you were fuckin' amazing............happy birthday.................here is some frosting.........."
She popped her finger in Silkie's mouth...........she turned, scooped up a bit more and popped it into Julian's mouth:
"Oooooooooooooooohhhhh nice going my chubby cum- monster.......can you do that again? All night? Julian, where is that hash now? Can you please, please, you fucking Dussledorf splooge-bomber..........get us a fucking towel......."...
They smoked hash, drank, wine....and laughed at each other's love-making techniques for forty minutes.....Silkie felt that super, lusty feeling warming her whole body..Neither she nor Rachel had really had sex yet....she was going to have to be really focused to her her hands off Denis........and she was drunk and she was dying for him.........she was thinking:
"That is exactly how this stuff gets passed around......................"
When she wasn't thinking that, she was thinking:
"I could just reach over and kiss him right now............."
Silkie wasn't too fond of pot, because of her voice, but she was partial to good hash..........when matched with sex, it took her to such a dreamy place.......though she had been blowing Julian.....all she could think about was that big stalk of a penis attached to Denis.......she wanted the flesh of it, she wanted to taste the skin, every different smell and texture from his heart shaped head all the way down to under his sweaty old man balls........every fluid that came from it or was on it, not just the semen and the piss, the pre-cum and everything else....Silkie wanted to feel all of it on her mouth and tongue, on her lips,her nose, her hairline and the side of her face.....she hated the way it burned her eyes, but for him, she put up with that too., something she did not tolerate in her other lovers........she loved how his erection waxed and waned a little bit in her hand as she pushed his foreskin back with the tip of her tongue.....She loved to slide her tongue all the way down, from the top to his fat balls..................she would always have her hand between her legs. Denis loved that, and he didn't try to replace her hand with his...........and how many of her lovers understood that? Denis did, he connected with her in so many ways, without a word needing to be spoken. Denis had so many sex words, love words in English or French that he would say... rather he would.......whisper to her as he stroked her hair.............Silkie could not express how much she loved that.....all those men and boys who thought the route to adventures in bed with her was through her large breasts....they had no idea what it did to her when Denis stroked her red hair and kissed her ...right now she was blowing Julian, and she was eager for that, but if Denis would kiss her and stroke her hair like that; touch, just touch, her ears and her neck....................

Silkie: "(laughing)...Denis......All I can think of right now.....is you.....in my mouth......but I know I'm not done..........................."
Rachel:
"Good, because I'm ready to jump on your cock myself....Julian...."
Rachel and Silkie had played this game many times with men and boys over the years....
"Julian, excuse us for a moment, I am what you would call "kinky" for my own sister.............and we need a few moments to be that way..............."
They were in each other's arms, kissing, touching, stroking,belly to belly, legs entwined, four breasts bumping into each other, pubes to pubes, whispers, moans, sighs......fingers in each other..............they had been doing the same things since they were flat-chested little girls. Silkie opened her legs, pulling Rachel's body so that her face was on Silkie's pubes............when she went down on Silkie, it wasn't fakey porn film pussy-eating................oh no..............Silkie and Rachel were way past that..................
Denis gently masturbated Julian and watched.......
Julian and Denis had never met two women who talked as much about sex, while they were having sex, as Silkie and her sister. It had put him off at first; most men like the women they are with to be quiet, or make just a little noise, not go on and on about it in full indented, parsed paragraphs the way Silkie did...sometimes he thought she must have practiced somewhow.. the words came from her mouth as if they were from a page......he thought her quite strange...........it was only after a few weeks that he began to understand, that at least for him and a few other men, her words and descriptions and anecdotes was the cherry on the whipped cream of the erotic sundae he had dreamed about all his life.
Denis was bemused as he watched and listened to the two of them spin a web around poor Julian...............or lucky Julian....
" Julian, we're going to be porn stars, dear............do you watch a lot of porn?"
"Well..................I......................."
"I thought so ....." said Rachel.........." Well here's the deal.............remember in all those movies where the guy is getting a bj from two girls...............and the view is always from the top, as if the guy watching the video is the one getting blown?.................those are so fake, they drive me nuts..............and the girl's eyes are always rolled up towards the dick holder? I'll bet you love that................c'mon Julian, I 'll bet you watch that and get a big stiffy........'cause you are thinking about these girls sucking your dick, how nice that would feel, how sexy............I'll bet, if you can get away with it, you slide your zipper down.................'

By this time, Rachel had him in her mouth, and Silkie was continuing to set the scene:
"Julian, I know Ray wants some attention to her puss too........(laughing) so when I count three, it's kind of like blowing the candles out on my cake, we are all going to do each other, but I'm gonna blow YOU!"
All of them were laughing .............it set the mood for some nice sex.
...........they broke apart, and before she knew it, Julian was buried in her sister...............
"Oh no! that little bitch.........."..Silkie did not always have the kindest thoughts abut the way that Rachel did these things...........but she was still laughing:
"Ray, I am going to have that dick, do you understand?"
Silkie got to do Julian:
For ten minutes, Silkie shut out the rest of the world, Denis, Rachel, even Julian, really, to concentrate,eyes closed, like the artist she was, on the sensations in her own body..............she was thirty-eight years old tonight. She had been having sex of one kind or another, since she was thirteen.....................so many lovers................she remembered telling Tom, her special lover when she was nineteen, that she thought she might have fucked a hundred men and boys before she was with him......now at thirty-eight, she truly had no idea, but it occurred to her, as Julian kept pushing into her, that vaginal sex, these days, sort of felt the same most of the time, but anal..............ah.........anal...................oooooh lala...................each time it felt so different.......she found the feeling of Julian pushing in her, strecthing her each time., kissing her neck and ears....she liked the "I'm about to be split-in-half" feeling.....it was always more intense for her this way than on her back.
Rachel put her mouth to her nipple............... Denis laid his head against her belly and began to touch her gently with the vibrator...................one of the things that Silkie loved about anal sex was that another lover , if she was lucky enough to have one at that moment, could pleasure her in so many ways without a man's big dick getting in the way..............Denis and Rachel, also bi-sexual since adolescence, understood this perfectly...............how could she ask for more attuned lovers than these?
Denis knew how to use a vibrator, Silkie didn't have to show him much............with the combination of three skilled lovers, Silkie came so hard...................first she was screaming..............and then she was out........eyes rolled back..............for a full thirty seconds................she thought,as she lay there immobilized, that it might be a seizure......no , no ..........................just the most powerful orgasm she had experienced in six months or longer.............
Silkie woke up a little, still buzzing from all the stimulation and that noseful of coke. Something was dripping out of her . Her ass cheeks burned, her butthole hurt, and everything between her legs was buzzing, kind of pain, kind of not. She thought about something that Rachel had told her long ago when they were talking about anal sex, doing it with each other with a dildo, and sometimes, like tonight, getting their asses fucked by the same guy. That idea about rubbing herself or getting him to get her off that way while he was doing her behind. That is what Denis had been doing with that vibrator..........god, he was a master of that........she came so hard ......... It was like a double treat, now that, after all these years, she was starting to be able to come from her butt. Back in 1974, Rachel had said "Honey, it's like tequila, hot sauce and opium, mixed in a cocktail." "Cock Tail" she thought, "She got that part right." She was still buzzing.
Their party continued for a while..........Silkie had promised Denis she would put on that strap-on and do him in the ass.............Denis was loving getting dommed so much.....
Silkie thought:
" The nice thing about butt-fucking him with this thing is that I don't have to really catch my breath or worry about getting it up, like men do:
"Denis, get on your back, get on your fucking back, spread your ass cheeks and roll your legs back................"
She had been feeling as if she were erotically done, time to put on her clothes and go home, but she knew herself well. She had been in situations like this before. She knew that feeling would pass and indeed, soon, Silkie was nearly overcome with a feeling of lust, a little unusual for her these days, she thought she had left that behind in her teens, but here she was, thirty-eight years old, lubing up the dildo to slide in her lover' ass, feeling so...................what was the word? Her word for it was when she became the" fucker". the one dominating the situation , the one calling the shots now.
Silkie pushed the dick against him. Since she had learned how to dominate boys and men as a teen-ager and, in a more sophisticated way, as a grown woman, it gave her such a great feeling.........most importantly, she didn't feel tiny in a world in a world of giant men...She felt huge...
When she popped into his ass, she held it there without moving for a while...........but she hesitated for a few moments:
"How does that feel? How does that feel in your ass, Denis?......
"Silkie, please...................fuck me ..........please.............."
Silkie slid it back, and pushed it in him again............she leaned over his face and let all the saliva in her mouth fall on him....
."Taste that, bitch"
.......pulled back and pushed in again....
Denis was moaning. tears were running off his face.....
"Oh please.......................Silke.......................oh...................oh please"
If there was ever a tonic of love for her, this was it.
Silkie was four foot eleven, naked, and Denis was six foot three and one-half inches, but she was excited and pushing into him with her hips, ass, and short powerful legs:
"Denis do you want something?
Denis said in the smallest voice he had, in French:
"Your sweet piss"
Silke had studied opera for many years. She knew all about faux outrage:
"TELL ME YOU WANT IT! FUCKER! ............TELL ME!..............." Rachel was squatting over Julian's face. She was getting excited too.
" DENIS.......................I'M NOT GOING TO DO IT................I'M NOT...........UNLESS YOU ASK....................YOU HAD BETTER FUCKING BEG, DENIS, I AM SO TIRED OF YOUR BULLSHIT.........BEG ME,FUCKER, BEG ME TO PISS ON YOU!"
Denis had been a performer as well. He knew how to grovel and beg in the most abject, emotionally contorted way.
Silkie was having a problem keeping her hands off Dennis while she was fucking him........she pulled all the way out, and without thinking, was fucking his ass with three, then four fingers....she slammed the dildo in in him.............there was this rage feeling that she tapped into when she was able to have a man let her do this as freely as Denis was..................any woman who had had as many men as she had, had a great resevoir of anger................now she could let it out...............well............a little ...........she didn't want to really injure him..............but the rage part was beyond rational thought...........so she kept a leash on it................even now...........but still.........
..............the dragon wanted out....
She pulled out of him, squatted, and urinated on his face and chest from a few inches away...
She was back inside him now, pushing on his prostate. She found his thick cock, sticking straight up, irresisitible to her touch.........She was fucking his asshole, jacking him off against her best inclinations, and her head was swimming with the intensity of the whole experience...... She realized that she loved to be the one doing the fucking...................but she also wanted a cock in her, a cock she could ride now..........
Denis was weeping............all three of them loved this game so much:
In a tiny voice, stifled with sobbing:
"Please, Rachel, please, Silkie.................. I 'm just an sick old man, please I'll drink your piss, please anything, anything you want..........."
Silkie had gone on and on about how she didn't want Denis in her under a condom, now, in the heat of all this activity, she was beginning to re-think that..............
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Two weeks later, Silkie was sitting with Denis in that cafe on the Rue Daumesnil, underneath the stone arch of the old elevated train...Rachel was gone, off to a set of club dates in Prauge, and then headed back to the United States.....Rachel, as her side person on stage, made her focus and work harder than anybody, but the results were so amazing when they clicked...........and nobody else that she teamed up with had made music with her from the time she finished toilet training, nobody who teamed up with her had been her lover for the past nearly forty years..............Rachel was successful because of her talent and her strong personality, her Asberger's given ability to focus... and with none of that, she would still have been more driven than dreamy Silkie................it made it hard to be with her...................Silkie was already missing her........She thought to herself:
"I call myself bi, but she is the only woman I want to be with now........"
Silkie opened a package she had taken from her purse:
"Denis, I'm feeling sad because we can't fuck.................it's really driving me crazy.............I went back to the sex store today, and that woman who is so sweet...........yes, she turned me on, that's what I was thinking about...anyway, I'm looking for a strap-on dick that gets me off while I'm getting you off, maybe there is something in the harness that gets my clit somehow.....................nah, she didn't know where I would find that..............I don't know why,they have every other kind of vibrator that has a clit thingie on it..................well, I got this buzzing vibrator with the clit thingie, and I would be delighted if you did me with that.............you always want me to to tell you all these stories when we havex sex......................or just before.............oooooh, remember, when we were with Rachel and Julian? You asked me something, do you remember what it was?............. but we never quite got back there with everything else goin' on?"
"I'll bet if you were hitting me with this, Denis, I'd be telling the world all about .........."...Denis and Silkie were laughing......
"I got something for you, baby............" Silkie pulled something out of her purse.
"Check this out, Denis............a hollow strap-on for you.............yeah, just what you think, baby...........you can do my pussy or my........how do you get off with it? I don't know exactly........I guess we can fill it with lube and you move around inside? I don't know, but I sure am yearning to feel you pumping me again, lover..........................."
Denis: "I am longing to feel your legs around me, Silkie..you know, the inside of your thighs against me, against my hips, sliding and moving..........while I push into you and you kiss me.........I think with this device................maybe.........."
" Denis, please...............I would love that..........I remember what you asked me about now...........something about tasting cum or something like that............that is so weird, Denis, why do you want to know about me being so intimate with another man?"
"Silkie. when you share this.....these memories, these intimate parts of your life...........how shall I say.............you are the queen of it...............the very best...........you make about three minutes.................four minutes................I am ready to play with myself, like a boy..........."
"Denis, nothing gets me excited like seeing the effect my words have on you..............let's do this, dear.............let's go back to your hotel, I tell you all about it.......................masturbate for me, please, Denis, because you know, seeing you do that makes me so crazy, and we can try out some of our new toys?"
" It sounds like a lovely way to spend the afternoon ........... n'cest pa?"
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Denis went to his hotel.Silkie had to run a few errands. She went to his room two hours later. Denis had already finished most of a bottle of wine.
"You know I'm the kind of man who has a hard time getting hard after I've been drinking, Silkie..."
"Denis, I love you hard or soft. I 'm going to take off my clothes for you. No, I don't have a body like I did when I was eighteen.....................do you like to see it? Do you?"
"The sight of you nude haunts me, Silkie. Your neck, your back shoulders,your mouth and chin, the curve of your ass, the part of your belly I love to kiss right above the the cleft to your pussy...your breasts.....shape of your lovely cunt....your red bush......the way your breasts move and sway when you walk.........I don't have words for that anymore..seeing you naked enchants me, is that a good phrase? I am like the boys in the stories you tell."
" Denis, you seem so sad today. I want to talk to you, I want my words to cheer you. If I could get you to show me how you play with your lovely cock, while I tell you this, that would really make me happy. I would rather do that than fuck a hundred guys..."

"You were asking me to tell you about the first time that I tasted a boy?"

"Denis, don't unzip by yourself..let me feel you in your pants...............ooohhhh that is how sex started for me.........with boys,anyway..........you know what I like to see..........."
" An old man masturbating? I would think that would make you laugh........."
"Not you, love, not if it's you..........I get all gushy when I watch you......."
"I'm going to tell you about blowing a boy, but Denis, I really want you.."..............
Silkie knelt, rubbed his now erect penis on her cheek and her lips along the underside.............
"God, I love you so much......."

This was the moment when the December light from the west just filled the room, adding a chiarascuro effect to the already supercharged atmosphere. Silkie stood in the center of that mixture of light and deep shadow, every hair and every freckle clearly delineated,
His mouth was dry with anticipation. It was as if he had never been with a woman before. Her hair was normally a brownish red, but in this light it was glowing. She was not acting. she was not a stripper performing. Her actions were simple and quick. Shirt over her head and off.
" Do you like what you see?"
Silkie was standing in the light in her bra and jeans. Denis was trying to stroke himself slowly. Perhaps because she was a short woman with a large bosom, she did not normally wear clothing that showed any cleavage, but Denis had the feeling that he was seeing the shape and contour of her breasts for the first time.
In his mind's eye, she was forever nineteen, forever captured in that painterly light, reaching behind her in the iconic female gesture of unclasping her bra. He thought:
"I don't know what is going to happen to me, or to us, but I am going to hold this picture so close to my heart."

" I can see you like them. You grew about 4 inches there big boy," laughing , hugging and kisssing him, taking his hands and putting on her .
"Oooooh this is going to be nice"
"Let me get these jeans off and I want to tell you something."

It was as if this was the very first woman who had ever been sexual with him, going right back to Catholic School in Lille, first grade.

" I like to watch you"

. She enjoyed the attention to her breasts. She held them in her hands and turned around.
"Do you think they are pretty or just too big and goofy looking on my body?"
"Come over here and let me see"
She was standing next to him.He put his arm around her waist and pulled her in.
" Those are the loveliest titties I've ever seen. All I want to do is just kiss them and love them."
Silkie lifted her right breast, put it close to his face.
" Would you kiss my nipple, please?"
Her nipple, her breast and her other nipple were in his mouth.
She dropped her hand down to touch him..
" Mmmmmmmmm. oooooooh that feels so nice. I love the way you kiss me, I can feel it all the way down to my buzzer when you do that, Denis...... .
When she laughed Denis felt an emotion that transcended the burgeoning feeling of lust in his prostate, testicles and brain. He was completely in love with her. They had been lovers for a while....but.....each time she found another way to open his heart.
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As told by a real hotwife:I was beside myself, consumed by that now too familiar mixture of nerves, excitement, and even some feelings of shame. The latter being remnants of a strong Baptist upbringing.We weren’t scheduled to fly into Portland for another month but I had already put an ad in craigslist and again on the Paris theater’s own website. The Paris was, if not the nastiest, then certainly one of this country’s top five. It consistently ranked close to the top of Dr Lizardo’s national...

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I woke from a blissful nap, naked and splayed out on top of the bed.  My inner labia still swollen and lubricated from my afternoon activities.  I slowly sat up and was startled to find a brass Bellman’s cart placed near the foot of the bed holding a single garment bag.  A now familiar calligraphy-labeled note card sat on top of the comforter and a new bottle of opened champagne on the bedside table. I wondered if it was Michel who again let himself into the suite to deliver these newest...

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“Veronika, I love you.”I sat bolt upright, looking at my beloved Mistress. It truly felt as if an electric shock had passed through my body, and my eyes teared up. Finally, I looked down, bit my lip, then moved down the bed towards her feet and held my forehead to her right foot in a strong gesture of submission.She pulled me up to her and stroked my head. “Sit up, my lovely slave. Sit up and let me hug you, beloved, for you are that, too: slave and loved one, both.”I slowly moved up next to...

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Salt and Pepper Sugar and Spice Chapter 8 Two Girls in Paris

Salt and Pepper, Sugar and Spice Chapter 8 Two Girls in Paris On Monday, Jason walked into the apartment, and said to Ronnie, "Well, how long do you want to spend in France?" "Why?" "Well, I have all summer. They didn't understand, and figured that the job wasn't that important to me." "I'm sorry." "Don't be. With their attitude, I figure I wouldn't have been happy there any way." Ronnie wrapped her arms...

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