Mistaken Identity
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I was dating a woman some years back right after she divorced. It’s not unusual to come across divorced people dating in my age group, considering the rate of divorce in the US. If you read either “Payback” or “The Divorce Decree” you will remember my friends John and Mary.
I had known Mary as a friend quite a while before her divorce. We began casually getting together right after her paperwork was done and her decree was signed. I’m sure most people realize that right after a divorce, a serious relationship is the last thing most people want.
Mary is an extremely sexy flirt and a fabulous fuck. Needless to say, I’d do her every chance I’d get, serious relationship or not.
It got to the point that if she went out with her girlfriends, she might call around 1:30 AM if she hadn’t found an interesting playmate. I’d hear her voice giggling and asking if I was still up. If I was, I’d invite her over. If I had already gone to bed, I would just unlock my front door. She’d stop by and slither into my bed naked like a horny thief. She usually woke me by fondling and sucking my cock till I was hard enough to ride, then she’d cowgirl me to death.
“Oh God, please let me die that way.”
Besides being a good fuck, she was the least discreet person I think I ever knew. She often informed me about what she told other people about our sexual escapades, and she’d tell me about her sister, her girlfriends and her co-workers' adventures, their sexual likes, and their physical attributes.
For example, she told me that one of her girlfriends kept her pussy waxed smooth. Telling me that is tantamount to waving a red cape in front of a bull. Alternatively, she told her about the size of my manhood. Mary was always very impressed with my size. I’m not quite sure why; perhaps it’s because she is really petite.
One day I was walking in the shopping district and I ran into one of Mary’s friends. I recognized her and recalled a comment Mary had made. I said hello and gave her a big broad smile at the thought of her bald pussy! She smiled, and blushed, and turned quickly to walk away.
Mary later told me her friend saw me and thought of Mary’s description of my cock, and blushed, then didn’t know what to say and had to walk away in embarrassment.
Mary and I had a good laugh over that.
One night I was just heading to bed after a very long day. I was dead tired and drifted off to sleep fast. I don’t know how much later I heard the phone, which I clumsily answered. I heard a familiar voice: “Still up? I’m horny. It’s Mary...“ and I think I mumbled, "Yah," and dozed off. I awoke a bit later and the phone was buzzing that off-the-hook noise. So I went over and unlocked the front door, not knowing if Mary would show or not.
I crawled back to bed and fell fast asleep.
Sometime later, I felt delicate hands and sweet lips plying their talents on my rapidly swelling cock. I reached for her back to stroke her, and she was warm and naked. She struggled a bit getting her lips to the base but ultimately succeeded. In the dark room, I watched her silhouette rise and swing a leg over me and guide the head along her wet slit. She gently slid down in two strokes to have me balls deep. I heard an “Ohhhhh fuck!” and then I knew it wasn’t Mary. I was surprised, but at that point, I was past caring. As she leaned forward, I saw the longer hair and the gorgeous rack as I took those tits in my hands. Her nipples were hard and I took her by them and rocked her over onto her back. Then I saw it was Mary’s sister Carrie. She grinned and said, “Hi.”
I whispered back, “You little fucking tart!” and I pushed her knees back to her shoulders and began to pound into her.
I had wanted a shot at her for a while. She was every bit as good looking and sexy as her sister, and...what man wouldn't want to tag a pair of sisters?
Carrie was just as active of a fuck as Mary, but just a bit louder. Her loud nature just made me want to fuck her harder. As I felt her getting closer, I started to rub her clit with my thumb, and that sent her over the edge.
After she crested, I pulled out and rolled her on her stomach and slapped her ass, as I said, “Get that sweet ass of yours in the air.”
She did as she was told and moaned, “Yes, daddy,” which earned her another slap!
As that heart-shaped ass rose in front of me, my cock twitched in anticipation. I took my tool and slid it along from her clit to her rose several times to tease her a bit. Then I slipped into her dripping pussy. I took hold by grabbing her hips and started rocking her back and forth in slow strokes, her hips and her cheeks in each hand. The harder I squeezed, the louder she moaned. The louder she moaned, the harder I thrust into her. The harder I thrust, the more she tried to push back, but she kept bouncing so far forward she would almost come off my cock.
Then as we both got close, I pushed deep and she relaxed her arms and lay her head on my bed, ass still up, as I could feel my cum dripping out of her pussy. I rolled us both to our sides with me behind her.
When we had both caught our breath, she asked if I was mad Mary hadn’t come. I said, “Do I look mad?”
I asked what became of Mary and she said, “We were out together and Mary was telling me what a nice cock you’ve got. Then she rang you for a booty call, but was too drunk to drive here. So I took her home, put her to bed and came in her place!” Then with a wicked little grin, she said, “I’d hate to see a hard cock go to waste!”
As she is telling me the events leading up to my surprise, I pulled her back to me and started to fondle her breasts and kiss her neck as she ground her ass into my swelling cock.
She rolled to me and we shared a long sensuous kiss as she reached for my cock.
If I wasn’t fully hard before she took hold, I was immediately after. She took her time using her talents to bring me to the edge. I stopped her before things went beyond my control, and I pulled her over to spread her legs and taste her. She was sporting a nicely trimmed bush at the top of the longest legs I can remember. Slowly I began kissing her legs, working my way to her pussy. As I got just above her knees, she said, “I hear you prefer it smooth.”
That caused me to look up and smile. “Your sister has a big mouth!”
“You ought to know. You filled it!” she said. “I would have waxed it had I known how the night would have gone,” she continued.
All I could do was grin. Then I whispered, “Waxed or shaved, both are tongue-ready. Would you like a shave?”
“I thought you’d never ask!” she replied.
So I carried her into my bathroom and placed her on a towel on the long vanity’s cold granite counter. Then I ran the warm water in the sink and got out some shaving cream and a fresh razor.
In case you’ve never shaved a woman, it’s a delicate process, calling for trust, patience and a steady hand. It’s a great trust-building exercise... caressing, smooth shave strokes, probing and testing, followed by washing, drying, and tonguing till that little clit quivers.
Once done, I carried her into my bedroom, placing her gently across my bed. I inquired,” Do you enjoy a man going down on you?”
“More than life itself,” she responded with a giggle.
So I told her, “I’ll introduce you to Tick.”
She smiled, “Who is Tick?”
We lay diagonally across my bed. I reached across and turned off the lamp. I started massaging her legs, working up to her freshly smooth pussy. Carrie has really lovely long legs, petite little feet and nicely pedicured toes in red, my favorite color. I took her legs and spread them to either side of my shoulders. I gave her gentle kisses in a slow buildup of tonguing, probing fingers and nibbles, raising and lowering her tension as mercilessly as I could, bringing her to the edge, her moaning and bucking her pussy to my face, as I buried my tongue deeply in her. By the third time I edged her, she was grabbing my head with both hands and bucking like a bronco, moaning, “Don’t fucking stop!” At that point, I wrapped my arms around both her hips and crossed her wrists, taking the opposite wrist in my hands. At that point, I had what I wanted, and I began to take her clit and roll circles, flick it, and suck it in and flick it some more. Then as she finally crested, she was flopping like a fish and trying to move away from my mouth, pulling and bucking as another orgasmic wave crashed on her. Then another, as I was having my tongue tango with her clit and the orgasms kept coming, and she kept trying to back away.
After she stopped screaming, panting and moaning and I’d eased off, she asked, “Were you trying to suck the life out of me?”
I grinned and said, “You just met the Tick!”
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