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THE DAY MARGO CAME BACK- PART 1
This story takes place in the mid-1950s in a medium-sized town in rural USA. It was told to me years ago by an old woman who had known Margo. Margo was born in that town and had lived there during the war. Her parents had left but she stayed and lived in Mrs. Rennie’s boarding house. Most of the young men were gone to war and the young women were lonely. Margo took advantage of it. She seduced many of them. When the war ended, she left town suddenly. Nobody had heard from her since. One day, she came back.
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The train was late, but Margo didn’t care since nobody was waiting for her. She had phoned to reserve a room in Mrs. Rennie’s boarding house. She gave her full name over the phone, Margo Robertson, but the young man at the other end had not known her. Mrs. Rennie would recognize the face, if she didn’t remember the name.
She had only one suitcase. She knew that when you travelled you only carried what you could lift with one hand. The other was for the umbrella or the door. The town had not changed that much since she left it 10 years ago. A few new stores had opened. One was selling washing machines, the other fancy furniture. “Tannenbaum’s. All you need for the House”. It was the same sign. She wondered if Rosie was still working there. She would find out later. She had time. Margo had just turned 32. The tall blonde was even more strikingly beautiful then when she lived here. She had worked on the West Coast in the booming entertainment industry. She was between jobs and wanted to see what the old place looked like.
She looked a little out of place with her long flowery dress and her hat. But then she had always looked out of place. At the boarding house, she was greeted by a young man who registered her for the month.
“You’ll just have to warn us a week before if you want to renew for another month”, said the young man.
“I’ll let you know in good time. Is Mrs. Rennie here ?”, asked Margo
“Yes. She’s busy right now, but I’ll let her know you’ve arrived”, said the young man
“You’re not from here, are you ?”, asked Margo smiling.
“Yes, I was born here. Mrs. Rennie is my aunt”, answered the young man with a smile.
Margo thought it was better not to ask any more questions. He was probably Betty’s son, Vicky’s sister (Mrs. Rennie). Vicky Rennie was always called “Mrs. Rennie” but she was never married. She told everyone that she married a soldier who was killed during the war. Nobody asked questions. Margo knew but never told anyone. Vicky was a raving lesbian.
Margo had had dinner on the train, so she stayed in her room as the sun was going down. She had put on her thin white nightie and was reading when she heard the light knock.
“I figured it was you”, said Margo as she opened the door to let Vicky in.
“I only figured it was you a day or two after you called”, said Vicky in a low voice.
Vicky had curly red hair and was now probably near 50 but still looked attractive. She had gained a few pounds, but it suited her. She wore trousers which were getting quite the fashion these days.
The two women were a few feet apart.
“You look great”, said Margo
“So do you, God you look stunning.”, gushed Vicky , then covering her mouth with her hand, as if she had already said too much.
Margo moved on the other side of the bed, her back to the window. The room was dark except for the reading light next to the bed. The starlight was coming through the window and Margo knew her nightie was becoming transparent. She wore nothing underneath.
Vicky was restless and played with her hands.
“Still like girls ?” , asked Margo
“Yes…more of them around now, but I’m getting older”, admitted Vicky
“Do you have to go back down ?”, asked Margo
“The boy leaves at midnight”, answered Vicky
Margo lifted her nightie and revealed a neatly trimmed blonde bush. She knew Vicky couldn’t walk away from eating a young juicy cunt. The older woman closed the d****s and knelt in front of the blonde. She took Margo by the buttocks and clamped her wide-open mouth over her entire cunt. Margo felt an electric discharge when Vicky’s top lip rubbed against her clit. It was her signature. The redhead’s tongue was deep inside Margo’s canal. Margo was going to enjoy that one and let Vicky suck her until she came all over her face. Vicky owed her. Margo had pimped for the older woman throughout the war, bringing her all the young and innocent, sexually lost virgins. Vicky took Margo’s squirt like the experienced lesbian that she was.
Her face glistening from cum juice, she undid her trousers and slipped them off as well as her panties. She still had a full red bush. She sat on the bed and opened her thighs. She was expecting Margo to suck her off, but the tall blonde was older now, much older, and she wanted to fuck. Margo quickly slid her naked body over her prey before Vicky had a chance to react. Vicky fought it but it was for show. She knew she wasn’t strong enough to throw off her aggressor. Margo slid both hands under the redhead’s soft asscheeks and moved her cunt expertly against her bitch’s hairy triangle. Margo rubbed cunts with Vicky with only her hips moving. They were moving quickly, and Vicky felt an orgasm rise in her gut before she had a chance to do anything. She was being girl-****d but she enjoyed it. Margo was a big girl now and a beautiful butch. When they had satisfied each other, the two women lay side by side on top of the bed.
“How long do you want to stay ?”, asked Vicky
“Don’t know. I felt like coming back here and seeing if I could lick cunt like I did in the old days’, answered Margo
“I didn’t know every girl you slept with, so give me a list of names you remember, and I’ll tell you where they are, if they are still here”, said Vicky
“And what is that going to cost me ?”, asked Margo
“Everything has a price. Three-ways. I would like to lick ass like we used to. If you want of course. “, whispered Vicky.
“Many of these girls won’t want to see me. Some must be married, others probably prefer going solo rather than being called a dyke”, thought Margo out loud.
“You’re going to get some people angry, that’s for sure. You can always leave again if it gets too hot to handle”, reassured Vicky.
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“I made notes on your list. I completed some names and told you which girl was still around and what her status is. I hope it helps. “, said Vicky
“Thank you. I see I have some work ahead of me. What’s this about Rosie ?”, asked Margo
“Rosie knows you’re here. I phoned her. She’s the only one who I was sure would be happy to see you”, said Vicky, “but don’t go to the store. She’s busy and will be embarrassed”.
“So what do I do ?”, asked Margo
“Meet her at her place. Here’s the address”, said Vicky as she gave Margo a piece of paper.
Rosie was about 40. She and Margo were really into each other during the war. Rosie was still as horny as she was then. A tall brunette with a noticeable rack and a good pair of asscheeks, Rosie loved kinky stuff and could fuck for hours. Vicky and Rosie were obviously seeing quite a bit of each other.
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Rosie had given Margo a time for a meeting at her place. It was early morning on a Saturday. Rosie was waiting upstairs and had the window open. When she saw Margo, she told her in sign language that the door was open. When Margo got in, Rosie went down the stairs but only half-way.
“Get naked Robertson. I am not wasting my time with a dressed dyke.’, screamed Rosie
Margo chuckled. It was the old Rosie for sure. She undressed and walked upstairs naked taking only her panties in her hand. She remembered the scenario they used to follow. Margo turned her panties inside out and tied them around her neck with a knot. When she reached the top of the stairs, Rosie was waiting for her stark naked except for her panties around her neck. Margo got the welcoming she expected from the tall dyke. Both women grabbed each other’s hair and tumbled to the floor. They exchanged slaps and spit on each other’s tits.
“You fucking heartless dyke. Goes away. No goodbye. No card. No sign of you for 10 years. What the fuck ?’, screamed Rosie between tears.
“I apologize. I had to go.”, answered Margo who was also crying.
“Oh she apologizes and it’s ok. We can rub clits again no problem. Piss on you Robertson’, cried Rosie who was obviously upset. They had been very close and Margo’s sudden departure without a word was certainly a big shock for Rosie. Margo had created a small undercover lesbian circle, giving each woman a release and some sex which they badly needed.
The two women continued their tussle with their nose buried in the other’s panties around their neck. Kisses replaced tears and screams. Rosie grabbed Margo and dragged her to the bathroom. Margo was feeling bad and was letting Rosie have her way with her.
“Are you full ?”, asked Rosie putting her hand on Margo’s mound.
“Yeah’, answered Margo
Rosie didn’t have to make her lover a drawing. The two women automatically got into the empty bath and positioned themselves in 69. One could hear the sucking and slurping noises from the main floor. Then it happened like in the old days. Both at the same time. A strong stream of piss hit both faces and the girls went nuts, sucking cunt, licking piss and grabbing ass. When the fountain was turned off, they threw the panties in a pile and had a shower together. As soon as they dried each other, they clashed on the bed in the same position, this time they sucked cunt until they both screamed their first orgasm. Then it was face to face and a mutual hand job combined with tit sucking. Second orgasm. Margo got to Rosie’s ass first and gave her a good rimming, rubbing her cunt lips with her flat hand. It was Rosie’s turn to lick Margo’s puckered hole. Out west, the blonde had dreamed of Rosie’s tongue inside her small hole. She was the best.
Margo let Rosie take the lead as the brunette was kneeling, preparing herself to mount the gorgeous blonde. They fit together like a glove in a hand. In ten years, neither had put on any weight except the asscheeks were a bit bigger. Cunts met; clits slid against each other as they had ten years ago. Both had seen other clits in the meantime, but the fuck went smoothly like it had never stopped. As usual Margo came first and Rosie asked her if she wanted to be her bitch, as if she was making a marriage proposal. She had always done that after a fuck.
The two women lay on their back side by side, their fingers intertwined.
“Are you going to stay this time ?’, asked Rosie
“I don’t know. If not, I’ll come back more often…or rather…often”, answered Margo
“Do you have a girlfriend where you live ?” asked Rosie
“No. I sleep around but there’s nobody special”, answered Margo pressing Rosie’s fingers
“This time, when you leave, tell me for Christ’s sake”, screamed Rosie
“I’ll be here for about a month at least. We’ll have time to talk about things”, reassured Margo
“I missed you so much”, said Rosie turning her red face towards her lover
“I did also…but I didn’t realize it until now”, answered Margo.
The two women kissed again. It would be a long day in bed.
TO BE CONTINUED
This story takes place in the mid-1950s in a medium-sized town in rural USA. It was told to me years ago by an old woman who had known Margo. Margo was born in that town and had lived there during the war. Her parents had left but she stayed and lived in Mrs. Rennie’s boarding house. Most of the young men were gone to war and the young women were lonely. Margo took advantage of it. She seduced many of them. When the war ended, she left town suddenly. Nobody had heard from her since. One day, she came back.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The train was late, but Margo didn’t care since nobody was waiting for her. She had phoned to reserve a room in Mrs. Rennie’s boarding house. She gave her full name over the phone, Margo Robertson, but the young man at the other end had not known her. Mrs. Rennie would recognize the face, if she didn’t remember the name.
She had only one suitcase. She knew that when you travelled you only carried what you could lift with one hand. The other was for the umbrella or the door. The town had not changed that much since she left it 10 years ago. A few new stores had opened. One was selling washing machines, the other fancy furniture. “Tannenbaum’s. All you need for the House”. It was the same sign. She wondered if Rosie was still working there. She would find out later. She had time. Margo had just turned 32. The tall blonde was even more strikingly beautiful then when she lived here. She had worked on the West Coast in the booming entertainment industry. She was between jobs and wanted to see what the old place looked like.
She looked a little out of place with her long flowery dress and her hat. But then she had always looked out of place. At the boarding house, she was greeted by a young man who registered her for the month.
“You’ll just have to warn us a week before if you want to renew for another month”, said the young man.
“I’ll let you know in good time. Is Mrs. Rennie here ?”, asked Margo
“Yes. She’s busy right now, but I’ll let her know you’ve arrived”, said the young man
“You’re not from here, are you ?”, asked Margo smiling.
“Yes, I was born here. Mrs. Rennie is my aunt”, answered the young man with a smile.
Margo thought it was better not to ask any more questions. He was probably Betty’s son, Vicky’s sister (Mrs. Rennie). Vicky Rennie was always called “Mrs. Rennie” but she was never married. She told everyone that she married a soldier who was killed during the war. Nobody asked questions. Margo knew but never told anyone. Vicky was a raving lesbian.
Margo had had dinner on the train, so she stayed in her room as the sun was going down. She had put on her thin white nightie and was reading when she heard the light knock.
“I figured it was you”, said Margo as she opened the door to let Vicky in.
“I only figured it was you a day or two after you called”, said Vicky in a low voice.
Vicky had curly red hair and was now probably near 50 but still looked attractive. She had gained a few pounds, but it suited her. She wore trousers which were getting quite the fashion these days.
The two women were a few feet apart.
“You look great”, said Margo
“So do you, God you look stunning.”, gushed Vicky , then covering her mouth with her hand, as if she had already said too much.
Margo moved on the other side of the bed, her back to the window. The room was dark except for the reading light next to the bed. The starlight was coming through the window and Margo knew her nightie was becoming transparent. She wore nothing underneath.
Vicky was restless and played with her hands.
“Still like girls ?” , asked Margo
“Yes…more of them around now, but I’m getting older”, admitted Vicky
“Do you have to go back down ?”, asked Margo
“The boy leaves at midnight”, answered Vicky
Margo lifted her nightie and revealed a neatly trimmed blonde bush. She knew Vicky couldn’t walk away from eating a young juicy cunt. The older woman closed the d****s and knelt in front of the blonde. She took Margo by the buttocks and clamped her wide-open mouth over her entire cunt. Margo felt an electric discharge when Vicky’s top lip rubbed against her clit. It was her signature. The redhead’s tongue was deep inside Margo’s canal. Margo was going to enjoy that one and let Vicky suck her until she came all over her face. Vicky owed her. Margo had pimped for the older woman throughout the war, bringing her all the young and innocent, sexually lost virgins. Vicky took Margo’s squirt like the experienced lesbian that she was.
Her face glistening from cum juice, she undid her trousers and slipped them off as well as her panties. She still had a full red bush. She sat on the bed and opened her thighs. She was expecting Margo to suck her off, but the tall blonde was older now, much older, and she wanted to fuck. Margo quickly slid her naked body over her prey before Vicky had a chance to react. Vicky fought it but it was for show. She knew she wasn’t strong enough to throw off her aggressor. Margo slid both hands under the redhead’s soft asscheeks and moved her cunt expertly against her bitch’s hairy triangle. Margo rubbed cunts with Vicky with only her hips moving. They were moving quickly, and Vicky felt an orgasm rise in her gut before she had a chance to do anything. She was being girl-****d but she enjoyed it. Margo was a big girl now and a beautiful butch. When they had satisfied each other, the two women lay side by side on top of the bed.
“How long do you want to stay ?”, asked Vicky
“Don’t know. I felt like coming back here and seeing if I could lick cunt like I did in the old days’, answered Margo
“I didn’t know every girl you slept with, so give me a list of names you remember, and I’ll tell you where they are, if they are still here”, said Vicky
“And what is that going to cost me ?”, asked Margo
“Everything has a price. Three-ways. I would like to lick ass like we used to. If you want of course. “, whispered Vicky.
“Many of these girls won’t want to see me. Some must be married, others probably prefer going solo rather than being called a dyke”, thought Margo out loud.
“You’re going to get some people angry, that’s for sure. You can always leave again if it gets too hot to handle”, reassured Vicky.
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“I made notes on your list. I completed some names and told you which girl was still around and what her status is. I hope it helps. “, said Vicky
“Thank you. I see I have some work ahead of me. What’s this about Rosie ?”, asked Margo
“Rosie knows you’re here. I phoned her. She’s the only one who I was sure would be happy to see you”, said Vicky, “but don’t go to the store. She’s busy and will be embarrassed”.
“So what do I do ?”, asked Margo
“Meet her at her place. Here’s the address”, said Vicky as she gave Margo a piece of paper.
Rosie was about 40. She and Margo were really into each other during the war. Rosie was still as horny as she was then. A tall brunette with a noticeable rack and a good pair of asscheeks, Rosie loved kinky stuff and could fuck for hours. Vicky and Rosie were obviously seeing quite a bit of each other.
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Rosie had given Margo a time for a meeting at her place. It was early morning on a Saturday. Rosie was waiting upstairs and had the window open. When she saw Margo, she told her in sign language that the door was open. When Margo got in, Rosie went down the stairs but only half-way.
“Get naked Robertson. I am not wasting my time with a dressed dyke.’, screamed Rosie
Margo chuckled. It was the old Rosie for sure. She undressed and walked upstairs naked taking only her panties in her hand. She remembered the scenario they used to follow. Margo turned her panties inside out and tied them around her neck with a knot. When she reached the top of the stairs, Rosie was waiting for her stark naked except for her panties around her neck. Margo got the welcoming she expected from the tall dyke. Both women grabbed each other’s hair and tumbled to the floor. They exchanged slaps and spit on each other’s tits.
“You fucking heartless dyke. Goes away. No goodbye. No card. No sign of you for 10 years. What the fuck ?’, screamed Rosie between tears.
“I apologize. I had to go.”, answered Margo who was also crying.
“Oh she apologizes and it’s ok. We can rub clits again no problem. Piss on you Robertson’, cried Rosie who was obviously upset. They had been very close and Margo’s sudden departure without a word was certainly a big shock for Rosie. Margo had created a small undercover lesbian circle, giving each woman a release and some sex which they badly needed.
The two women continued their tussle with their nose buried in the other’s panties around their neck. Kisses replaced tears and screams. Rosie grabbed Margo and dragged her to the bathroom. Margo was feeling bad and was letting Rosie have her way with her.
“Are you full ?”, asked Rosie putting her hand on Margo’s mound.
“Yeah’, answered Margo
Rosie didn’t have to make her lover a drawing. The two women automatically got into the empty bath and positioned themselves in 69. One could hear the sucking and slurping noises from the main floor. Then it happened like in the old days. Both at the same time. A strong stream of piss hit both faces and the girls went nuts, sucking cunt, licking piss and grabbing ass. When the fountain was turned off, they threw the panties in a pile and had a shower together. As soon as they dried each other, they clashed on the bed in the same position, this time they sucked cunt until they both screamed their first orgasm. Then it was face to face and a mutual hand job combined with tit sucking. Second orgasm. Margo got to Rosie’s ass first and gave her a good rimming, rubbing her cunt lips with her flat hand. It was Rosie’s turn to lick Margo’s puckered hole. Out west, the blonde had dreamed of Rosie’s tongue inside her small hole. She was the best.
Margo let Rosie take the lead as the brunette was kneeling, preparing herself to mount the gorgeous blonde. They fit together like a glove in a hand. In ten years, neither had put on any weight except the asscheeks were a bit bigger. Cunts met; clits slid against each other as they had ten years ago. Both had seen other clits in the meantime, but the fuck went smoothly like it had never stopped. As usual Margo came first and Rosie asked her if she wanted to be her bitch, as if she was making a marriage proposal. She had always done that after a fuck.
The two women lay on their back side by side, their fingers intertwined.
“Are you going to stay this time ?’, asked Rosie
“I don’t know. If not, I’ll come back more often…or rather…often”, answered Margo
“Do you have a girlfriend where you live ?” asked Rosie
“No. I sleep around but there’s nobody special”, answered Margo pressing Rosie’s fingers
“This time, when you leave, tell me for Christ’s sake”, screamed Rosie
“I’ll be here for about a month at least. We’ll have time to talk about things”, reassured Margo
“I missed you so much”, said Rosie turning her red face towards her lover
“I did also…but I didn’t realize it until now”, answered Margo.
The two women kissed again. It would be a long day in bed.
TO BE CONTINUED
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