0 comments/ 43306 views/ 4 favorites A Second Letter From Maggie Ch. 01 By: c7racer This is purely for those reviewers who were so kind in comment and eager for a follow up. I started to write it as a mix of two topics, but have decided in view of the comments left to send it in two parts as the 'orientation' of them is quite different. Written as a letter it is 'newsy' . Please rate it based on what you like about it rather than anything you don't. My apologies for taking so long to complete this follow up to the first 'Letter' story - I hope you are not disappointed - just a work of fiction, but inspired by one or two of my own cameos. Here goes... The old fashioned hand written envelope that dropped through the door could only be from one person. Sure enough, as Krissy sat in her sun filled kitchen, nursing a good quality coffee and croissant, there was Maggie's distinctive handwriting. Krissy held the letter and wryly smiled at the ways of her old-fashioned mature lover. The ceremony of letter opening and sitting to anticipate the read like the arrival of a new best seller, only served to heighten the thrill at its receipt. The thirty-something knew which tale would be told in its contents and she had spent weeks wondering if Maggie had succeeded in seducing her young employee Lucy. It was a wicked thought, but one which made her juices really flow... "Hi Krissy, I really hope you, and of course the lovely Julia, are as well as can be found and enjoying this fabulous summer we are having. The good weather certainly lightens the mood. Mind you, my mood needs little help in lifting since we met on holiday. My body is continuing to make me feel alive as I continue the path which you so deliciously set me on. I guess I owe you a return favour and would love to offer some suggestions as to how I might repay you – of course, most involve you being naked in my bed, but I will leave you to put fill in the detail on how that time together could be spent... However that is not the tale that is to be told this time. As promised, I am writing to fill you in on what is happening with both Sara, that wicked bitch niece of mine, and of course the lovely innocent that is Lucy. Sara has continued to corrupt me with her devilish behaviour. Every time she leaves and I think what she has made me do, I am almost horrified by myself. I'll tell you more in a minute, but the contrast when I think about Lucy is incredible – where Sara seems to wrap me round her finger, I am the one guiding events with Lucy. Where Sara and I seem to share pure lust, with Lucy I have had to think about and plan every move in detail. I love both relationships, though I use that term loosely in respect of both of these girls... The twists with Sara have continued to stretch my experience further than I could ever imagine. I really don't know where she gets the ideas for what we have done! Recently she has developed a real taste for me licking- rimming she calls it - her asshole. Sorry to be so matter of fact - I can't believe that I accepted her demand so readily, but then you have seen that tiny tight ass and can appreciate how delightful it is to get so close to it. The first time was a couple of weeks ago on a Saturday evening. As usual she had arranged to stay when going out for the night in town. As usual she came over late in the afternoon and made a big play of getting ready at length. While she was getting cleaned up, she had me strip off while I watched. I was then made to kneel behind her while she put her mascara on at the bathroom mirror, naked herself of course, and begin to slide my tongue up and down her ass crack. She told me she wanted me to loosen her up back there for something naughty she had in mind later on. I did manage the occasional taste of her pussy, especially once she was getting wet and turned on. She was so deliciously smooth – you know how gorgeous in this respect young women are – after all you have one of your own. After a while, once she had deemed me to have got her wet enough, she got me to force my tongue further up her ass. I was glad she had showered first, but this was turning me on immensely. Sara bent over the sink loving the subtle feelings I was able to deliver her. I was fit to burst and prayed she would not deny me my orgasm for too long. Sara soon wanted more though and that was in the form of a finger, then two, eased into her now soaking rear. She made some lewd comments about my thicker mature fingers really stretching her and that would be perfect preparation. For what I could only guess. She reached down and gave her clit a rub and soon she was at her climax, not a huge one, but an obvious and moist relief. Turning round, she sat me on the bath and as if to read my mind, almost matter of factly reached down and within a minute of rubbing up and down my slit I was cumming all over her fingers – it was a perfect release. I hung off her for a couple of minutes while she let me regain my breath, gently stroking my heaving breasts. As she let go and finished getting ready her comment that I might want to give my own ass some 'attention' sounded ominous. She left me lying on the bed with a glib 'See you later'. Reflecting on what she said, I decided to try being a bit bolder with what was a virgin hole for me. I know anal is a pretty common thing for Sara's age group, but to me it was almost taboo. Of course a finger tip or two had been up there, but nothing bigger. There had been a couple of clumsy attempts by ex-boyfriends, but my back door had always remained closed. I doubted whether I could retain that honour for much longer. I got myself on all fours, reached back with the bottle of baby oil we now kept near the bed for general lubrication (you know how things are), and liberally spread it around. Looking back I could see my ass in the mirror and began to circle the anus with a finger, gently probing the hole as I had done with Sara earlier. Almost instantly I felt I needed more and first a finger, then two were pushed in. Now I knew how Sara had felt and picturing my gorgeous niece I was soon close to orgasm number two. Something made me not take the easy route and I reached for our stash of toys next to the bed. I selected a small blue vibe and slowly but easily pushed it into my rear. My oh my, it felt good and it was not even turned on, though god knows I was... In my mind I reckoned Sara would have me on the other end of the strap on again, but that it sounded like she wanted to try riding my ass now. If I was to take her strap on back there, I knew I had better limit my pleasure in that hole. I contented myself with a long slow plateau of pleasure, lots of lubing up and a feverish anticipation of Sara's return. Her eventual return came accompanied by a couple of extra voices. Usually when Sara brought her man friends back to the house, she took them to her room leaving me to listen to her taking her pleasure with them. God knows what my sister, her mother, would think if she knew what went on when her daughter was staying over with Aunt Maggie... This time was different. I was called down to the lounge. You would have admired my confidence to walk in dressed only in a sexy satin number. The guys she had brought back were a surprise to me, much older than usual, perhaps mid forties. Both were well dressed and confident looking, and no wonder, probably both thinking they had pulled and were going to fuck such a gorgeous young thing as Sara. Judging by their looks when they saw me enter, they seemed to approve of the older aunt as well. As I approached it was obvious why they looked so pleased – Sara had both of their cocks out and was languidly wanking them as they sat either side of her. 'Maggie, meet my new friends – I would like you to come and help me get them really hard for the fun I have in mind.' I was made to get on my knees and both of them stood and approached me. To be offered two cocks at once was something new to me. All I could think of was the porn I had seen and what the women had done on them. Clutching both, I did what was asked and expected of me and began to suck. This was heavenly. Both were a good size but not uncomfortably so. Their appreciative noises told me that I was doing a good job, switching from one to the other, occasionally pushing both together and trying to get both into my mouth at once. Seeing two hard cocks touching each other was triggering all sorts of fantasy buttons in me. Sometimes I don't know where I get these thoughts from... The men were stripping themselves as I did my duty, but then suddenly I was aware that their attention was suddenly moved elsewhere. I looked up and across the room and saw why. Sara was stood there dressed only in black stockings and hold ups and her costume necklace that matched her smouldering dark hair. Her nipples were hard as bullets, her pussy sporting just the tiniest triangle of dark pubic hair. Sensational. 'You look ready guys, so follow me - you as well Maggie.' She walked off and the guy nearest the door followed without a second thought. I guess he reckoned that would give him first go with this young slut. The second helped me to my feet, kissed me hard on the lips and ran a hand over the top of my large breasts. It felt so good and my hand fell instinctively to his cock. He in turn dropped a hand to my sopping slit a trawled a thick finger right up the middle of it. As he crossed over my clit I could have just pulled him into me there and then. But Sara had called and I needed to know what she had in mind. As we followed her into her room, she turned and kissed the lucky first guy in. She lowered him onto the bed and it was obvious what was coming next. For the first time I was going to watch my niece fuck one of her victims right in front of my eyes. She stared intently into his eyes and swung a leg over his torso before slowly lowering herself onto his rock hard cock. This was a glorious sight seeing her labia forcing open and the cock disappearing into her. She began to ride him taking her own pleasure at his expense. I still had hold of the second guys cock and was gently fisting it while my own hand played around with my own pussy. My man took his chance to get me naked and removed my delicate nightdress. His hands cupped my breasts and firmly squeezed them from behind, pinching my nipples hard causing me to shudder and roll my head back. In my mind I was realizing that I was going to be at the mercy of the three of them for the evening. I didn't mind one little bit. A small orgasm had soon taken over Sara and slightly breathlessly she called for me. 'Do what you did earlier to me – you know what I mean Maggie.' I knew all too well and reluctantly let go of my play cock then approached the bed and bent forward. I couldn't see either face of the men, but could imagine what they would be feeling as my tongue dived at Sara's ass. It tasted absolutely gorgeous, her juices smeared all over it. I carried out my task enthusiastically and was rewarded with an opportunist cock nudging my cunt from behind. It was gorgeous feeling it slide inside. To be honest, I have not enjoyed the pleasure of a man in my bed since we met. Sara's demands and my own wicked play have been enough. Call me an old traditionalist, but I was quite relieved to discover that I have not become some old dyke and can confidently and happily say I am liberal and bi in my leanings now. Krissy, you have a lot to answer for – that said I think girls are definitely ahead in my ratings at the moment! When Sara realised I was being fucked she said to my lover 'Good, get yourself nice and wet for me, I'm just about ready for you.' Suddenly I realised why I was rimming her ass as I was gently pushed to one side. 'You' she nodded at him 'Ease that cock of yours up my ass – it's nice and ready for you.' To emphasize the point, she slid a finger right up her own asshole, dragging a load of spit and lube into it. Her eyes closed for a moment as she felt the pleasure of that extra penetration, then opened them, reached back for the cock which had just moments earlier been buried in my pussy. 'Watch carefully Maggie, it's your turn next...' and with that she lined up the cock with her hole and let his weight fall forward onto her. My God, I could not believe her petite frame would accept both cocks at the same time, but it did and the two guys clearly could not believe their luck. After a minute or so of wriggling and moving to establish a rhythm, they began to fuck her, slower than they would have done if just one of them had been taking her, but clearly at no cost to her pleasure. Her cries and moans just grew and grew. I recognized some of these extreme noises from other evening when she had been staying over. This was definitely not her first time with a cock in her ass, and almost certainly not the first double penetration she had enjoyed. It was all I could do to rub myself and from time to time reach out and touch breasts or balls, cock or ass, steal a kiss or feel a foreign finger slyly disappear up my tunnel. Although Sara was clearly staggering from one climax to another, she cautioned the guys against cumming. Their control was admirable in the face of this horny and gorgeous young thing mounted on their cocks. Coming down from a large cum, Sara expertly unravelled herself from her intruders, looked at them and said a simple 'Now fuck her the same way' and looking at the guy on his back said 'But you can have her ass!' I could not believe that my anal virginity was going to be given away just like that. But I had no mind to stop her. She positioned my ass above his cock, my back to him and lowered me onto him, slowly forcing it in. I was glad I had practiced earlier and in reality felt him enter me with, well not exactly ease, but more pleasure than pain. Feeling the cock inside me and his gentle pushing up to get deeper meant I was well in control. Surrendering to the feeling, I began to ride him slowly, all the time feeling Sara's hands on my breasts and pussy helping me enjoy the moment still further. Soon I was shuddering with pleasure, the waves building in me. At that moment I was presented with that second, more familiar cock at the entrance to my pussy. It was mercilessly pushed in this time. No ceremony, just pure animal lust. I was little more than a large breasted rag doll for them to satiate themselves on now. They had been controlled and rhythmical with Sara and now this was just the push to a climax for all of us. Sara added one final word to them both 'I want both of you to cum in her ass – make sure you do or the night will be short.' I could only wonder what she meant, but for now was utterly absorbed. Clearly reaching the end of their endurance, which could have been a minute or an hour so much had I lost track of time, my pussy was emptied of cock. I was flipped over and my ass began to take a much harder fucking. I was screaming my lust as the cock remorselessly drilled in and out. Sara presented me with her swollen and sodden pussy to cover with my mouth. It afforded her a view of the guy cumming in my ass. I was given no chance to recover when my first lover took his turn on his second ass of the night. Any pretence to anything more than being somewhere for him to leave his cum, would have been a lie. Slippery and lubricated from what felt like a huge load in deep in me, his cock entered so easily. The noises emanating from my rear were lewd in the extreme. They combined perfectly with the noises escaping from my two lovers sharing my pleasure at that very moment. I came again with my fingers hard on my clit, another cock emptied itself inside me and Sara enjoyed another of her own. I was left lying on the bed while the others took turns to shower. I could feel the cum slowly sliding back out, a strange, corrupt and delightful feeling. Our night did not finish there. I was sent to my bedroom with my first lover, who would have me twice more that night. Sara came in and sent me to her room in the morning, so that we could share each others for one last fuck before sending them away. I was raw but utterly pleasured by the time I sat down for breakfast late that next morning. Sara told me later that she chose the older guys for a number of reasons. I thought that them being handsome and definitely 'up for it' was enough but no, she hoped that their experience would mean that our asses would be treated gently on what she knew was my first time. Also she was aware that the guys would be just as appreciative of my older form as they would be excited by her youth. Their nice modest cocks were a bonus for an anal experience. I think Sara is smart beyond her years. A Second Letter From Maggie Ch. 02 This is purely for those reviewers who were so kind in comment and eager for a follow up. I started to write it as a mix of two topics, but have decided in view of the comments left to send it in two parts as the 'orientation' of them is quite different. They can be read separately, but I would recommend the original Letter from Maggie for context and character. Written as a letter it is 'newsy' . Please rate it based on what you like about it rather than anything you don't. My apologies for taking so long to complete this follow up to the first 'Letter' story - I hope you are not disappointed - just a work of fiction, but inspired by one or two of my own cameos. Here goes the second part of the second part!! * 'Anyway Krissy, there is more... Emboldened by my experiences of the weekend, I was determined to enjoy a different kind of experience with Lucy if at all possible. It was all I could do to be patient after the teaser of an experience I had with her when she stayed over a few weeks ago. I wanted to get her back over almost the next night, but as her boss I had to box a little more cleverly than that. A couple of weeks ago I engineered a great opportunity by arranging a works night out close enough to my house and late enough finishing to make an offer of a bed to save the taxi fare seem perfectly reasonable to anyone and in particular Lucy. That said, I know she really enjoyed staying over last time as she had said as much. I seemed to have become 'cool' and she was pleasantly familiar when we saw each other at work. I had cautioned her about letting the office know she had stayed over. She was more than happy to keep our secret safe. I was very happy holding the picture of her tiny milk white body, naked in my house, well to the front of my mind during my working days. My invitation to stay again seemed to touch something in her and raise her spirits. There was levity in her manner for the day or two leading up to the night out, that seems to only happen to those still young. In my head I knew it was just the whole going out thing, but in my heart hoped it was the staying over thing that was getting her so excited. On the night out, I invited her to come over first and drop bags and get ready. I let her finish an hour earlier and come back with me. It was great doing that full girly getting ready hour or two. Lucy was super relaxed this time, quite playful and easy to talk to, not the slightly awkward young woman I spent the night with last time. A glass of wine or two sure lightened both our spirits. What I got out of this easy going time was lots of glimpses of this gorgeous young thing in various states of undress. A sneaky peek through the bathroom door when she was showering, a gaping blouse top open while hair was brushed, a bottom gently patted to say get a move on, made it all very easy to feel like we were moving nicely into the area I wanted the night to go. On the night out itself, we were both restrained enough not to lose ourselves totally to the drink. I made a point of always going back to her, checking she was having a great time, but not so much as to allow anyone to think there was anything in my motives for doing so. Encouragingly for me, she seemed delighted when I did so; in fact it was always me that left her to mingle. She did not hook up with any of the boys, which was easy to interpret as her looking forward to her night with me. I could only speculate on what she thought the night might consist of. I knew what I hoped it would consist of... Just after midnight the bar started to wind down, I casually caught up with Lucy and intimated that perhaps we might head back for a nightcap at my place. She agreed instantly with no little enthusiasm. She was full of chatter and stories in the taxi home, with lots of girly touching and teasing. Soon home, we flopped down on the sofa together with a large stiff drink to keep the party spirit going. It was now how sexily I realised we were both dressed. I had a huge amount of cleavage on show and I swear that Lucy was taking a good look whenever she could. My dress was also short and I made no attempt to cover my nicely tanned legs. For her part, Lucy was in the tiniest of dresses, made of the flimsiest material almost shear where it had no lining. I was sure that she had dispensed with her bra as her small breasts moved in a way that a bra would not have allowed. God, it was making me wet just thinking of how little stood between me and that gorgeous flesh. If I could have just leapt on her there and then I would have done, but I knew that much more work was still needed. I began to turn the conversation a little more risqué, probing her personal life. Was there a boyfriend? No. Teasingly, a girlfriend then? No, but a little blush. Small admission from me - don't be embarrassed by the question as it could be fun. A minute or two and she returned to the comment. Had I? Yes. Her eyes were wide now. I would never have guessed she said, as you seem so feminine and womanly rather than the stereotypical dyke. Cue mutual compliments about looks. I let it slip that my female lovers had been very feminine too. She asked what they looked like. I described you and Sara to her knowing that physically she would recognise many of her own features, such as the smaller breasts and slender frames atop luscious long legs. It was time to move in for the kill... I mentioned that I had seen her admiring my boobs and asked if she liked big tits. She stuttered that she did find them attractive, but had never really seen a pair of big breasts in the flesh, only her own small titties and those of a few of her friends who were similar in size to herself, still growing women who couldn't compete with mine. This was the opportunity I had been waiting for. I made the suggestion that we get ready for bed and I would show her mine, jokingly adding that so long as she showed me hers. Not overtly sexual, she seemed to accept the suggestion as a good one with a gorgeous little smile. As we chatted on the way upstairs, holding her hand playfully on the way up, I could sense she was having to overcome every natural instinct in her body to do what she was doing now. Thank God for alcohol in these circumstances! I knew I would have to move things on pretty rapidly or risk her getting cold feet. Not only was this a seduction by another woman, but another woman who was her boss. I quickly ushered her into my room and sat on the bed, telling her to get up on the bed with me. She did and I said to her that we should both strip off together so that neither of us would get embarrassed, and before she had a chance to consider I had spun around and offered her the back of my dress to unzip. She did, albeit I was sure I could detect a slightly trembling hand doing so. As soon as the zip was down I stood up and threw the dress off my shoulders, trying to be as playful as possible so as not to scare her off. As the dress fell her eyes were glued to my tits, still contained in their bra. I told her it was her turn and pulled the cord at the waist to undo the bow that nipped in her tiny waist. Almost without thought she pulled her dress over her head. As she raised it sure enough there were those gorgeous little breasts unfettered. Suddenly she seemed to remember that she was now topless and threw her hands to her chest to cover them. I told her not to worry about that and anyway, I would let mine out for her to see as well. Reaching round slowly I began to unclasp the bra. Her eyes never left my tits. Slightly shorter than me presented her with the perfect view as I pulled the bra away. She gasped beautifully and appreciatively, made a very complimentary comment. I reached out to her first and stroked hers, complimenting and telling her how beautiful her tiny mounds and nipples were. Their conical shape would look triangular if viewed from the side, the nipple topping off the breast a gorgeous reddish brown colour and already fully erect and crinkled despite the fact the house was warm and comfortable - not that I needed confirmation, but this girl was turned on. It felt good to be taking the lead after the sexual predator that was Sara (and you Krissy if you don't mind me saying!) and after running my hand softly over her breast and nipple I reached for her hands and brought them up to my big breasts. She cupped them at first as if weighing them, before rubbing her hands over and gently squeezing, just finding her way around them. As lovely as this was I needed to move things on and pulled her in closer, squeezing our boobs together, the nipples pushing into each other, the warmth of our bodies now comforting and easing the mood. I kissed her gently on the forehead as if to reassure her, though whilst not racing ahead, she seemed okay with where we were at and going. I suggested that we got into bed as it was much more comfortable than standing and watched as she hopped in and turned towards me. As she did I peeled off my knickers to reveal my smooth and oiled pussy. Again, she gawped at it and I guessed why. I pulled back the covers and reached up to grab either side of her pants, commenting that we both said we would strip. Strictly speaking she hadn't, but hey, I was in charge! In one move they were gone, revealing the trimmed but still full bush of an inexperienced young woman. This was beyond my dreams - I had hoped for a really innocent girly in Lucy and that was what I was getting - no tattoos, no piercing, just a really sweet corruptible young girl. I slid up the bed alongside her, and while she lay flat on her back I propped myself up on one side, pushed in hard against her, my free hand idly straying up and down her skin from shoulder to hip. She reached up and squeezed my breasts again and I asked if she had seen a woman shaved before. Never came the reply. Not even in photographs I teased, at which point she said she had but thought it was only models who did it. I told her how I preferred it this way now, much more comfortable and anyway, sex felt so much better for me like this, but that I loved hers just the way it was. I took hold of these exploring hands again and drew one down to my pussy inviting her to feel how smooth it was. At first she just stuck to the skin, then I whispered for her to rub me like she rubbed herself and put my own hand into that gorgeous downy pubic hair that covered her pussy. As I began to feel and rub Lucy, she mirrored my actions, moving down onto my slit with her middle finger, just dampening it in my juices then pulling it back up to my swollen and throbbing clit - this was heaven. She was soaking and soon the room was full of our smell. Almost all this time she had been looking down, taking in my body next to her. As I raked across her clit with the flat of a firm finger, she looked up to my eyes. I took my chance and dropped my lips onto hers, curling my finger into her vagina at the same moment as if to press home the moment. She responded almost instantly with a kiss back, her fingers motionless now, but glued in place. Now she was most definitely mine. Far from being reticent about returning the kiss, she was eagerly pushing back, her tongue pushing gently onto my lips, her stomach pushing her back into an exquisite gentle arch as I pulled her in. She broke her kiss away for a moment and confessed all in the shortest of whispered sentences - 'Maggie, I have dreamt of this, but never thought it would actually happen' before our eyes locked and the kiss grew more passionate still. Our lovemaking was now like a runaway train, our hands grasping and exploring every nook and cranny of each others bodies, all the time our lips locked in the hardest most passionate kiss imaginable. I led throughout without dominating her, the first to push a second and then third finger into a pussy, the first to pinch her nipple hard, the first to push the end of a finger into an asshole soaked with juices. To be honest, if that had been as far as we went, I would have been happy, but the moment was taking us much further. I broke our kiss, reluctantly in case it broke the spell we were under, and simply said to her to trust me. I then started the journey down her body, kissing her neck, her shoulders, casting a tongue across her breasts, carefully avoiding her nipples while adding to the expectation with fingers trailed across inner thighs, then when she seemed ready to explode, I moved in to gently take each nipple in turn in my mouth, at the same time resting my finger right on the entrance to her sodden pussy. I could feel her entrance get hotter and gently open as I suckled on her tiny tits. It was time to move to her pussy and show this innocent young thing that the true pleasure to be found with another woman. I left a hand on her breast, partly to enjoy that tit a little longer, partly to almost hold her down as I worked my way south, trailing my tongue down the centre of her perfect flat belly. Reaching her gorgeous cunt (it now felt more of a 'cunt' such was the rawness of the passion) I took a minute to take a close look at her most intimate place. Within a second or two she urged me on with the slightest raise of her hips that offered it to me to taste. God Krissy, this was the sexiest fucking thing, me a 44 year old woman about to totally take the innocence of her slim young employee, one who had probably barely had a cock inside her, yet here she was about to become a fully fledged pussy lover! With that evil thought on my mind I pressed the very tip of my tongue onto her clit. She stiffened instantly and with that I began the onslaught that would see her orgasm in the shortest of times. My tongue and fingers worked together to bring on her cum, then continued the assault to a second and third. Each time her belly would go rock hard, her breathing become erratic and short, her whimpers and moans endless and submitting to the pleasure ripping through her. By the time I decided to let her start to come down from her high, her legs were quivering uncontrollably, and it was all she could do to hold me tight, her head pressed into my neck and bosom as she attempted to regain some composure. After a few minutes of this I would not have been surprised if she had started to make her excuses to leave, but clearly she was not done yet. As she started to regain her calm, her hands began to play across my body. Slowly she wriggled free of our embrace and began to tentatively kiss my breasts, but soon grew in the confidence to try tasting them. This was awesome! She was now on top of me, lying between my parted legs, that beautiful belly rubbing my pussy that felt more alive than it ever had. I think that she knew all the time that she wanted to try to give what she had just experienced and was not going to waste too much time before trying it. That was fine by me...and sure enough Lucy was soon sweeping her tongue a little clumsily across my bald pussy, not that how she did it mattered - at this point I needed her to touch me anyway she could and would, desperate to reach my own orgasm now. Such was my frenzied state, the reality was that she would have no trouble coaxing me to it. Some subtle pressing on her head and gasps and words of approval when she hit the right spots soon had me on the cusp. I wanted her to make me cum with her tongue buried inside me so she could taste my cum and drink my copious juices. I gently told her what to do and added my own fingers to the effort, rubbing my clit hard and fast. I was pretty sure she had stuck a couple of fingers up her own pussy as we reached my orgasm with our joint efforts. The orgasm was spectacular. For the first time with another person in my bed I actually squirted - I have made myself do it a couple of times. I think she was quite shocked but was too carried away to pull away, perhaps even thinking this was normal! Her face was a picture as she came up a few seconds later, my juices literally running down her face and neck. I immediately pulled her to me, kissing her hard and using my tongue to take some of my juices into my own mouth. Basking in the warmth of our mutual lust, we spoke about what had just happened - she was as gushing as only young girls can be. I played her to perfection, telling her that she was a special lover, so beautiful and sexy and that there was no way I wanted this to be the last time for us. She admitted to it having been the most fulfilling sexual experience she had ever had. I promised that it would only get better if she would let me show her... We had the rest of the weekend to ourselves and used it to educate this exquisite young thing so very much further. Taking her pussy and then her ass with a strap on while bending her over the sofa was a particular favourite. You can imagine just what a gorgeous sight that presented in front of me. Since then we have managed to have a couple more nights together and she is cool about it when we are at work, though I have to confess to a couple of sneaky rubs of her pussy when she has had to come into my office - well it would be bad manners not to show her a little bit of affection during the working day. I guess the only thing to figure now is whether or not to introduce her to Sara. I suspect that if I do, Lucy's corruption may be brutal and uncontrollable. Perhaps for the time being I shall keep her to myself, until she is a little more expert in such matters at least. After all, I am quite enjoying slowly removing her innocence all by myself! I hope your adventures are just as exciting. Come to think of it, perhaps if you visit soon, you might like to try my young lover too...ooohhh what a gorgeously erotic thought. You really must get here as soon as possible. Lots of love and loving, Maggie xxxxxxxxxx