Janices Mom
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As they continued riding in the gondola, Natalie took Janice's hand and placed it on her breast, placing her hand on top of Janice's and squeezing. When Janice squeezed on her own, Natalie let out a soft moan. The gondola had circled back to where it had picked them up, and they exited the boat. They made the walk back to the car holding hands and drove back to the villa. Once there, they went to Natalie's room and sat on the bed.
"Can I ask you something, Natalie?"
"Of course."
"I have seen you flirt with several guys in the office and have heard you talk about dates you have been on. But I have not really heard you talk much about dating women. And yet, you seem quite comfortable talking about it with me."
"So, what is your question?"
"Are you a lesbian?"
"I am bisexual, Janice. I like boys and girls. But Italy is a very Catholic country, so while I don't hide the fact that I date and sleep with women, I do not flaunt that fact, particularly at my place of employment. By the same standard, or perhaps a different one, it is acceptable and even expected for a man and woman to date, so I do not hide it as much. I have been flirting with you since you came to the office, and was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to notice. If you really pay attention, you will see I actually flirt with the women more than the men, just quieter."
"You have? I never realized that."
"This is my point. At first, I thought you just were not attracted to me, but then I came to see that you might not know. It is why I asked you here this weekend. To perhaps make you think."
"I see. Well, I see that I haven't been seeing much all these years. Now that you have made me think and have made me look, things make a lot more sense. But now I don't know what to do next."
"Why don't we just go swimming? It would not be right for me to push you here right now. We must, or you must just let things happen in their own time."
"Thank you, Natalie. I was not quite sure how to say I am not ready to jump into bed with you... or anyone, without hurting your feelings."
The two young women went out to the pool and jumped in. They were both naked and swam around for a while, then laid out on the lounge chairs sunning themselves. When the hot sun got to be too much, they jumped in the water again. As they swam around, they occasionally brushed up against each other but did not go any further than that. They made some small talk until Rosalinda finally called them for dinner. They got out of the pool and wrapped themselves in some towels, then went inside and took turns rinsing off in the shower and dressed for dinner.
When they were done eating, they took a cab to the next town over where there was a small nightclub that had live entertainment on Friday and Saturday nights. They found a small table, and each ordered a drink. A couple of women came over after a short time and said hi to Natalie.
"Chi è il tuo splendido amica, Natalie." ("Who's your beautiful friend, Natalie?")
"This is my coworker, Janice. She is from America but will be working here for some time. Janice, these are my friends, Marie and Tina."
"Hello, Marie and Tina. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, too. But Natalie, why are you and your friend not dancing?"
The two girls each grabbed a hand and pulled Janice and Natalie out onto the small dance floor where they danced through several songs. Both girls were quite touchy-feely as they danced with each other and with Natalie and Janice. Janice had the definite impression that not all the touches were accidental. They finally worked their way back to the table and ordered more drinks. The next several hours were spent drinking and dancing. A couple of guys asked them to dance a few times, but they danced mostly with each other.
Several times during the evening, they paired off in different combinations and danced a slow dance. When Janice and Natalie danced, she was sure that Natalie was holding her a bit tighter than was necessary. Tina tended to do a lot of rubbing with both her hands and her body, while Marie just planted her hands on her partner's butt and left them there the whole dance. Between the drinks and the dancing, Janice found herself rather aroused by the end of the evening. When the lights were turned on, the four girls said their goodbyes, complete with kisses. Both Marie and Tina gave Janice long hard kisses that left her a bit breathless.
They went outside where several cabs were lined up to drive people that had been drinking home. Marie and Tina each got in a taxi and left. Natalie and Janice hopped in one and Natalie gave the driver her address. It was about a twenty-five minute drive home, and they held hands the entire ride back. Natalie paid the driver, and they went inside the villa trying to be quiet but were giggling. They got to Janice's bedroom door, and she started to go in, but then turned back to Natalie and kissed her.
The kiss was tentative at first, but then she pressed her lips a little harder against Natalie's lips. Natalie placed her hands on either side of Janice's face and pulled her closer. She gently pushed her tongue against Janice's lips until they parted. They stood there in the hallway, locked in a passionate kiss as Janice's heart began to pound. They finally broke the kiss and took in a deep gulp of air. They leaned in and kissed again; this time, Natalie's hands found and squeezed the other girl's breasts.
When they broke the kiss this time, they just looked at each other in silence, then Natalie took Janice's hand and pulled them towards her bedroom. They kissed again and again, then got undressed. They lay down next to each other and explored the other's body with their hands.
"We cannot do this tonight, Janice. It would not be right. We have both had much to drink, and you might not feel this way tomorrow."
Natalie pushed her down on the bed and pulled the covers over them both, cuddling together, both falling asleep within minutes. In the morning, Natalie woke up first and just laid there with her arm still wrapped around Janice. When she finally felt her stirring, she began softly caressing her breast. Natalie felt her nipple harden as Janice let out a small moan. She pinched a little harder Janice rolled over.
"Boun giorno, (Good morning,) Natalie. Uhmmm, thank you for stopping us last night. You were right. If we had done something, I would never have known if it was because I really wanted to, or just because I was drunk and my inhibitions were less than normal."
"Boun giorno. I do not want to force you or trick you into anything, Janice. As much as I would love to taste you and make the love to you, I want you to be fully aware when or if we do."
While they were talking. Natalie continued playing with Janice's nipples and breasts. Janice could feel herself responding and began running her hand up and down Natalie's arm.
"You are a wise woman, Natalie. And while I do think I might like to do this with you, my head is throbbing, and I am in desperate need of some coffee... and maybe some food."
"I think I could use that too. Let me buzz Rosalinda to get something started while we shower and dress. My parents should be here early afternoon, so we should try and be sober by then."
Natalie called on the intercom to let Rosalinda know they were up and would be needing some food and coffee. Janice went to her room to pick out some clothes and take a couple of aspirin, then went into the bathroom when she heard the water running.
"May I join you?"
"Of course you can. We can wash each other's backs."
The two women showered and helped each other wash. They explored each other's body and kissed a few times, but did not go further. When they were done, they dried off and put on a couple of robes, then went to the kitchen. Rosalinda had a couple of plates set at the island counter and poured two cups of robust coffee as they walked in. They could smell something baking.
"Boun giorno, Rosalinda. Qualcosa di profuma meravigliosamente." ("Good morning, Rosalinda. Something smells wonderful.")
"Sì Rosalinda, buon guiorno, e che buon profumo." ("Yes, Rosalinda, Good morning, and it smells amazing."
"Buon giorno signore, spero vi siate divertite ieri sera. Forse anche troppo?" ("Good morning ladies. I trust you had a good time last night. Maybe too good?")
"Maybe we overdid just a little. But it was all Janice's fault. She was quite the hit at the club last night, and people kept buying us drinks."
The girls sipped their coffee while Rosalinda brought some butter and a jar of raspberry jam to the counter. Then she brought over a plate of fresh warm croissants, followed by a plate with some sausages on it. Janice and Natalie each wolfed down a few of the croissants slathered with the butter and jam, ate all the sausage and washed it down with a couple of cups of coffee each. Then they went to their rooms and got dressed.
About two hours later, Natalie's parents arrived, and after introductions and a lot of hugging and kissing, they went out to the patio and talked. Both of her parents spoke English quite well, so they discussed how she ended up working in Italy. Janice gave them the gifts she had gotten for them, and a while later, Rosalinda called them for lunch. After they were through, they retired to their rooms for a short nap. When they woke up, Janice, Natalie and her mom Toni met at the pool and spent the rest of the afternoon swimming and chatting. Natalie said her father was likely out in the garage tinkering with a roadster he owned. Janice was getting used to swimming nude, and actually even enjoying it.
Rosalinda kept them supplied with cold lemonade and some fresh fruit. Janice could see where Natalie got her looks as her mom was quite stunning. She was in her early fifties and still in excellent shape. Natalie said her mom liked to run and ran in many races, including the Boston Marathon. Her father, Mario, owned several banks, and she had grown up quite privileged, but her parents had always made sure she understood the value of hard work and giving back.
After a light dinner, the four of them went to a theater room that could seat about ten people and watched a current movie. Mario reminded Natalie about church in the morning as soon as he returned from playing golf. Natalie mentioned that she had invited a few friends over for a swim after church. She had already told Rosalinda they would be staying for dinner. They chatted for about an hour, then Natalie's parents went to bed.
The two women had been holding hands during the movie, and now that her parents had gone to bed, things got just a bit awkward again.
"Shall we go to your room and talk? It will be more private there, and I do think we need to talk."
They walked to Janice's room and went inside. Natalie crawled onto the bed and sat with her legs crossed and patted a spot next to her.
"I like you a lot Janice, and I wish I had not been the one to bring to your attention the—"
"Natalie. It's okay, really. I am glad you opened my eyes. I have thought about this a lot the last two days, and things are so much clearer to me now. So many things and signs that I missed along the way. I hope that I would have figured it out on my own eventually, but how much time might have I wasted before I did? What kind of mistakes might I have made?. You did me a favor, Natalie."
"But?"
"NO, no buts. I just don't know how to start... I mean, I don't know what to do. Oh hell. I want to kiss you."
Natalie jumped up and pushed Janice down and kissed her and kept kissing her.
"Just kisses are all you wish?"
She laughed and kissed her again, planting kisses all over her face and arms, then she pulled her up and slowly unbuttoned the top of her dress. She pulled it over her head and tossed it aside.
"Are you sure you don't want this?"
Natalie squeezed both Janice's breasts through her bra, then undid the clasp and pulled it off.
"Or this?"
She leaned in and sucked on one of her tits, sucking hard until Janice let out a low deep moan. Then she moved to the other tit and did the same. She could feel Janice's heart beating harder and her breath coming in short gasps.
"But if all you want is kisses, then we will just kiss."
Janice managed to gasp out, "More."
"Oohhh, more. We will do more then."
Natalie stood up and removed her dress, then her bra and panties. She helped Janice remove her panties then pushed her back down on the bed and straddled her hips.
"You are ready now, Janice?"
"I am ready, Natalie. But you will have to sho—"
Natalie leaned in and cut off what she was saying with another kiss.
"You will see, and you will learn. I have no doubt of that. Now shut up and kiss me."
They kissed hard and long, Natalie began working her way down Janice's body, kissing and licking her way down and leaving a trail of dampness as she moved lower. When she reached her breasts, Natalie gave each one several minutes of attention; teasing her nipple at first then sucking it in deep into her mouth. She massaged and squeezed hard with her hands, coaxing a few droplets of milk to the tip of her nipple, then lapping it off. She was rewarded with low moans as she worked her way down,
Natalie kept moving lower, down over her stomach and stopping to tickle her belly button. She moved into the crease of her leg while she pressed her hand against Janice's mound. But avoided touching her clit. She worked her way down the outside of her leg and back up, then jumping to the other leg and repeating the process. By now, Janice was twitching and moaning. When Natalie got close to the top of her thigh, Janice grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head into her pussy.
"PLEASE?"
"Please? What would you like me to do, Janice?
"Something… ANYTHING! I am throbbing, Natalie."
"Anything? How about this?"
Natalie flicked her tongue on Janice's clit.
"Oooohhh."
"Or this?"
Natalie ran her tongue up Janice's slit, parting her labia and tasting her juices.
"Ohhh god!"
"Or maybe this?"
She took Janice's clit deep into her mouth while licking the tip, then plunged two fingers deep into her pussy. She was rewarded with muscles gripping her fingers as Janice bucked her hips high off the bed and held them there for a few seconds before her body erupted in spasms.
"FUUUCCKKK, YESSSS!"
Natalie kept her lips locked on Janice's clit and using her fingers to fuck her pussy until she collapsed in a heap on the bed.
"Well, DAMN!"
"Oh, did you like that?"
"I'm not sure. We may have to do that too a few more times just to be sure."
"I see... you are going to have the smart mouth with me. Well, I can show you where to put that mouth. But not right now. We need to get some sleep as I do not wish to fall asleep in church and face my papa's wrath. Then will be the brunch at my cousin's restaurant, then Marie and Tina are coming over to swim. I think Tina likes you."
"But, I want to return what you did or try to anyway. I have a lot to learn."
"And you will have much time to learn, and I suspect no shortage of ladies to practice with now that you know what you want. But we need to sleep right now."
They kissed each other then curled up in the bed and fell asleep within minutes.
To be continued...
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Janice was almost certain she was straight. The one and only time she had touched another girl's breasts or even kissed another girl was that summer when she was sixteen and a camp counselor, and she chalked that up to youthful exploration. Since then, in her last two years of high school, Janice had dated boys, a lot of boys. She had finally slept with one of them, then spent the next two months worrying she was pregnant.After finally getting a pregnancy test, and it was negative, she swore...
HumorThe Italian Job 8The second part of this tale involves the interpreter “I know, I know” I can hear you all saying “Oh not another fucking interpreter” but hear me out and draw your own conclusions after.Mrs Chikolova was supposed to be our interpreter for the duration of the job but it turned out that she could hardly speak any English although she could read it but no one else could speak any English so no one knew she couldn’t, to look at her you would have thought she was a middle aged...
The Italian Job 7Earlier in the story I told you about my visit to Czechoslovakia and the fact that the people were so curious well! I am going to put this story in here as I have already mentioned it and it is a bit lighter than the last one and may I hope go some way to helping you to forgive me if I have offended any of you.It was still Czechoslovakia in those days and the company I was working for as a commissioning engineer had sold some equipment to an industry there, everything came...
It was a cool April evening. In my late teens and just ready to graduatehigh school, I had already made up my mind that I would be spending my lifeproviding sexual pleasure to men rather than screwing women and having k**s. I was drawn to older, mature men since I was just about seven years old. Ihad this strange fascination about watching men urinate.This fascination became a pure obsession, gravitating to men's rooms inrestaurants, service stations, parks and specially the nearby bowling...
My sister and I are bonded forever. She has always taken care of me as I presume most all older sisters do. We grew up in a place where k**s are into promise rings and all that church stuff. My sister Janie is not into any of that, she fits into the category of slut. Which equates to Skinny, Lithe, Underweight Tease. We have no secrets, I know of all her conquests, good and bad. I grew up watching a steady stream of boys coming by to pick her up. As a middle school k** I had the teasing part on...
The Italian Nice Guy BlaqJm18201195% of this story is true. So last month I was contemplating on whether I should delete my profile on Plenty of Fish since I haven’t had any hits from anyone in my area. Technically, I'm looking for real love and long term relationship but every now and then Ill get those moments of wanting to release some built up tension. The day I had...
The Italian Job 11I awoke again about 07.30, it took a few seconds to get my bearings then there was a stirring in my groin and I realised I was spooned up with her again, she turned as she woke bringing her face very close to mine in the bed, I straightened my legs down the bed and she brought her hips into me, passing a leg onto the top of mine, she had her eyes open and she was watching me “are you ok this morning?” she asked “I feel terrific” I replied “ any second thoughts or regrets?” she...
The Italian Job 24 Maria and I went back to the hotel, we went to the room and she decided she would like to go to the pool for a nap in the sun, I rang Ellie and told her what had happened with Eduardo, she was very sympathetic and asked if Maria was ok and how I was getting on with her, I told her everything was fine and not to fret, I still loved her, I think she just needed to hear me say it, I changed into my swimmers and went down to the pool, a young guy was sitting on a sunbed next to...
The Italian job 10I must have dropped off to sleep because the next thing I knew she was poking me in the ribs saying “come on sleepy, time to wake up” she said “I have some coffee for you” “what time is it” I said “10.00pm, we slept for 2 hours but I feel fantastic, you certainly managed to fill my void, thank you! not only for the sex but for making me feel like a real live woman again, the way your cock reacts to my nakedness is refreshing” she purred “you should get naked more often then” I...
All characters are 18+ Years Old. This story contains sex between two Gypsy teenagers and two Cops. The teenagers dominates the Cops. There is also some mild fetish (The two Gypsies have a poor personal hygiene, so you do the maths), nothing too heavy though. But if you are squeamish and don't like this type of story leave right now, you've been warned. This is just a fantasy. Always play safe in real life. MAIN CHARACTERS Enzo = 41 Cop Marco = 30 Cop Adrian = 18 Gypsy Lazlo = 18...
My wife Lindsay and I met in college and spent most of our married life together in Minneapolis. We were still in our mid-forties when our kids had grown up and were away at college. With the kids out of the house, I accepted a long-overdue job promotion and transfer with my company to the Philadelphia area. My name is Dan, and I had previously resisted moving so as not to disrupt our children’s lives.We moved at a time when the real estate market was soft in the Minneapolis area. So, with...
VoyeurI met my friend on Hamster, but never imagined we,d actually meet up. It was after exchanging sexynyexts and pictures of our erect cocks that my friend decided to,surprise me. He knew I lived near Manchester, but passed me his email to get my address and telephone number. When he called one afternoon to tell me a story for my wife to cover me as she,s not aware that I do more than just watch videos and dirty pics on Hamster.com. I decided to tell her it was a friend I,d made on one of the...
Nan’s encounter with Andre had left her full of confidence and newfound sexual energy. She learned that not only could she enjoy sex, but desired it. And while her fling with Andre was completely gratifying, it also sparked a flame deep within her and the fire was building. With the French countryside well behind her, she fantasized about André as the train moved on. They had said goodbye in Austria, and now she was headed to Italy. She had always been fascinated by the tales of ancient Rome....
Taboo(Gay, Twinks/Males, Submission/Domination, Fetish, Interracial)All characters are 18+ Years Old. This story contains sex between two Gypsy teenagers and two Cops. The teenagers dominates the Cops. There is also some mild fetish (The two Gypsies have a poor personal hygiene, so you do the maths), nothing too heavy though.But if you are squeamish and don't like this type of story leave right now, you've been warned.This is just a fantasy. Always play safe in real life.MAIN CHARACTERSEnzo = 41...
Maria was a prostitute in Mamacitas, just off Via Roma, Naples, Italy in the off limits area. In the fall of 1978 I would go up there usually while fleet ships were in although I would also visit several times when the fleet was out if I was at the base.Mamacitas was whorehouse, a one room waiting area that served large Perroni beers very cheap. It had at the most maybe five Italian women all in their twenties that worked in other rooms within a few doors of the place. There was an older fat...
It was in the Italian city of Livorgio that Arabella’s father had his annual business trip; Arabella always tagged along to explore the new bits of Italy. “Father? Do you mind if I go out?” “Not at all Arabella, just be back by six.” At just the ripe age of 17, Arabella set out to find something new and adventurous. In a pink pea coat and gray cloche hat, she began to wander the orange cobblestone streets. She passed several small stores which sold anything from antiques to packaged water....
First TimeSometimes things are not what they appear -- in fact, more often than we might know, things aren't really what they appear to be. That was the case of my good friend Sam and his youngest daughter, Kristin. I'd met Sam in my college years and I'd been his best man when he'd married his college sweetheart, Marie. They'd been happily married for several years and I'd watched them grow in their love and in their family as Marie had their first baby and then a second and a third. The third...
It was in the Italian city of Livorgio that Arabella's father had his annual business trip; Arabella always tagged along to explore the new bits of Italy. "Father? Do you mind if I go out?" "Not at all Arabella, just be back by six." At just the ripe age of 15, Arabella set out to find something new and adventurous. In a pink pea coat and gray cloche hat, she began to wander the orange cobblestone streets. She passed several small stores which sold anything from antiques to packaged...
It was in the Italian city of Livorgio that Arabella’s father had his annual business trip; Arabella always tagged along to explore the new bits of Italy. “Father? Do you mind if I go out?” She asked one bright morning. “Not at all Arabella, just be back by six.” At just the ripe age of 18, Arabella set out to find something new and adventurous. In a pink pea coat and gray cloche hat, she began to wander the orange cobblestone streets. She passed several small stores which sold anything from...
First TimeRachel sat in her car in front of her father’s mansion. She hadn’t been back since last Christmas. After living at her Grandparent’s home for the last five years, she now found the pretentiousness of her father’s home uncomfortable. Pressing the call box next to the gate, she waited for her father to answer. She still had the remote that opened the gates but was reluctant to use it, especially when she wasn’t sure of her welcome. Even though she and her father had not fought after their recent...
It had been three weeks since the last time I saw the Italian. He canceled on me once because of work and when he came home there was so much going on for the weekend he just couldn’t get away. A few nights ago, I got a text from the Italian asking if he could see me. I always enjoy “seeing” the Italian. Not only because he’s a generous sugar daddy and a wonderful lover, but conversations with him is stimulating and I have a great time just being around him. It was 12:30 when I walked in to...
Introduction: I wrote this for a dear friend of mine, whom Ive known for the better part of 10 years, but have never met face to face. I hope you enjoy it! Italian Fantasy **Italy, night time, outdoor cafe. The street is dark, save for the lights coming from the cafe.** My fantasy begins with me walking up to where you are sitting at one of the tables, nervously looking around and occasionally checking your watch. Youre wearing a black, almost billowy, button-down shirt, black belt with an...