0 comments/ 73424 views/ 2 favorites Stressed Out By: Georgette Glass My place is small, but it is clean and comfortable. It is a duplicate of my next door neighbor’s place; it’s a duplex that I share with a very good friend, Polly. We both lead our own lives, but we have a tendency to share everything in the final analysis. My name is Maxine, and I am cursed with a peaches and cream complexion that I inherited from my mother’s side of the family. Polly, in sharp contrast, is of Negro decent and has a very light brown complexion. She is often mistaken for a Latino or a Polynesian girl. As I said earlier, Polly and I are the best of friends. When one has a problem, the other has a problem. That takes us to the knock at my front door. “Hi, Polly,” I said cheerfully, “Enter.” I could tell she hadn’t been awake for long. She was wearing an ex-boyfriend’s oxford shirt that was buttoned only at the center two buttons. Polly had a lot to hide. “That son-of-a-bitch did it again,” she exclaimed rather heatedly as she pushed past me and into my kitchen. “Relax, girlfriend,” I said in my best comforting tone. “What did the asshole do this time?” “You got any coffee?” she asked sharply. “You know where it is,” I replied. “Now what did Ramon do to get you so pissed off?” She helped herself to a cup of coffee, and returned to the kitchen table where we had settled half of the world’s problems over the past couple of years. This was comfortable surroundings so she began to settle down somewhat. “When I woke up this morning to the aggravating sound of the alarm clock I instantly realized that Ramon’s pecker was fully erect and lodged between my legs. It was resting snugly against my pussy, and my kitty was already getting wet. I wiggled against his body just as he was struggling to meet the world head on for the day. When he saw the time, he immediately quickly turned to the open side of the bed and dropped his feet to the floor. Naturally, he yanked his joy stick away from its resting place and me without even a good morning.” “Poor baby,” I consoled. “He dashed off for the shower with that big bad boy leading the way. You know me, Maxine. I’m not one to quit without exhausting my resources.” “What’d you do?” I asked while my interest rose. “I followed him into the shower. We’ve had some good times in that little closet.” “And . . .” “He got all pissed off because of my actions and yelled at me. He said he was late for work, and that he didn’t have time for any of my pushy attitude.” “Then what?” I asked. “I noticed he had lost his erection before he pulled on his pants, so I stomped off back to bed. He left without saying a word. I lay there for a little while steaming about the situation. Then I got up and came over here. I hope you don’t mind.” “You did the right thing, girl,” I said using my most pleasant smile. And by the way, I love your outfit.” She returned my smile with one of her own and absent mindedly put her hand to the gap in the shirt opening. “Don’t cover up on my account, Polly. I find the view very interesting.” “I wished Ramon would say things like that sometimes,” she mumbled. “Fuck Ramon,” I said sharply. “Let’s work on your problem.” “How?” she asked with obvious interest. “Finish your coffee and we will go in the living room where I can give you a good nude massage. It may sooth all that hostility you have built up in you, and I’ll get a kick out of playing with your body.” “Naughty girl,” Polly said. “But honest,” I replied. Polly pushed her coffee cup away and said, “Let’s go. That sounds like exactly what I need unless you have a twelve-inch vibrator.” Both girls laughed as they headed for the living room where Maxine helped her friend remove her shirt and stretch out nude on the couch. “How’s this?” Polly asked as she settled into position on the couch. “Beautiful,” Maxine commented honestly. “I’ve loved the color of your complexion every since I met you. It’s golden and smooth like honey.” “Really?” she asked in mocked surprise. “Do you wanna eat me?” she asked jokingly. “I would love to, if you are serious,” Maxine said. Polly slowly rolled from her stomach to her back and looked directly into her friend’s eyes. “Would you do that?” she asked. “I would love to, Polly. I’ve been looking for the proper time to approach you, and now seems to be the ideal time.” “I’ve never been with a woman, Maxine. I wouldn’t know what to do.” “I would be proud to be your first, and I will show you what to do. It all comes naturally once you make the decision.” Polly was silent for a while, but her eyes were still fixed on Maxine’s face. “You’re serious, aren’t you?” I leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips. My gesture was nothing aggressive, just tender. “Kiss me,” I said in a whisper, “and then roll over on your stomach again.” Her kiss was tentative but sweet. She rolled over on her stomach and stretched her arms above her head. My hands went to work on her silky skin. I was serious when I told her that her complexion fascinated me, and I’m sure that my touch as well as the pressure of my hands was relaxing. “Feel good?” I asked with a whisper in her ear. “Wonderful, Maxine,” she purred. “Don’t stop, please.” “I wouldn’t think of it, Love. We’re just beginning.” I worked my massaging techniques gently all over her back and downward. “God, girlfriend,” she sighed. Where did you learn to do that with your hands? It feels so good.” “Have you forgotten, Polly, I am a physical therapist at county general. The magic you feel is brought on by your beautiful body. There’s nothing clinical about it.” “Whatever,” she sighed and squirmed her body in response to my touch. My hands were working the small of her back and gradually inching on to her upper buttocks. I noticed more sighs and a slight hunching of her hips. My massaging was affecting her exactly the way I had intended. I moved my working hands lower reaching the lower part of her firm buttocks, the crack between her cheeks, and the area of her upper thighs just below her crotch. I smiled approvingly when she parted her legs enough to allow access to her inner thighs. She was acting amorously to my touch, and moaning little tunes of desire as I worked her muscles and flesh. The moans faded somewhat as my hands traveled down her legs, so I reversed direction and returned to her butt. Occasionally I would allow my hands to stray and brush against her pubic hair and moist genitalia. “Lord have mercy on my soul, Maxine,” she exclaimed, “I’m getting hotter than a pistol. You feel great. You and your magic hands are really turning me on.” “I told you I was going to eat your pussy, Love, so naturally I have to heat it up before I start.” “Careful not to burn yourself, Baby” Polly mumbled as she rested her head on the pillow again. I took that opportunity to rub my right hand the full length of her slit. She was already super moist from one end to the other. Her thighs were involuntarily squeezing my hand as it moved across her pussy. She moaned sensually and started to speak. “Turn over, baby,” I said in almost a whisper. “It’s time to do your front.” She flipped without hesitation. I could see signs of her labored breathing at her breasts and at her abdomen. And I could see the dew gathering on her lily. She had a full crop of pubic hair, but her arousal juices had worked to the surface while she lay on her stomach. The sight inspired me to push on with the seduction. I squeezed her ample breasts gently bringing about open-mouthed moans from my new lover. She promptly placed her hands over mine either as evidence of her approval or to discourage me from removing them. I maintained contact with her breasts as I carefully spread my body on top of hers. We were face to face, breasts to breasts, and pussy to pussy. We were both breathing like long distance track runners. “Kiss me,” I gasped as I moved my lips closer to hers. She needed no coaching at this point. She smothered my mouth with her full lips, and instantly darted her tongue between my lips. Naturally, I returned the favor. “Holy shit,” Polly panted. “I’ve never had a woman’s body spread over mine like this, and I have definitely not had a pussy pressed against mine. I love it.” “How’s this?” I asked as I slowly ground my pussy against hers just enough to create arousal. “I can make you come doing this.” “I believe you, Sugar, I feel like I am close now.” “Do it then,” I commanded. “We have lots of time, and I know you have plenty of love potion stored up. Let it flow.” There was a low, passionate moan, and then several whimpers following close behind. Her pussy hunched against mine several times over a short interval, and then she relaxed as her leg from the knee down dropped off the edge of the couch. I continued to grind my pussy against hers, and she languidly pressed her womanhood against mine. Then I casually moved my body full length along her side, and whispered in her ear. “I’m going to make love to your titties now, Love, and I’m going to play with your pussy until you have another orgasm. You do whatever your emotions suggest you do.” With that I molded her boobs into sizeable peaks and suck the nearest nipple into my mouth. She gasped when I made contact, but at the same time she had found one of my breasts. She caressed it lovingly while I nursed on her rock hard nipple. I had no trouble finding her swollen pussy, nor the abundance of her juices collecting everywhere. She was more than ready when I eased two fingers into her snatch. Her continuous sighs and moaning assured me that she was enjoying my every effort. I curved my fingers upward and groped around the inner wall of her vagina until I found her “go button.” We both realized my discovery almost simultaneously. Polly bucked her hips high into the air and emitted a beautiful cry of rapture as my fingers went about their duty. There were no more sighs and moans. They were replaced my groans, and growls, and occasional squealing. She was gripping my wrist firmly in an effort to keep my fingers on her go button. Her hip action never ceased until her second orgasm had completely run its course. “Oh God, Maxi,” she gasped. “That was terrific. That was one of the best orgasms I have ever had. We’ll have to do that again soon. “Again my ass,” I snorted in a loving sort of way. “I’m still going to eat your pussy, girl. Now spread your legs and pulled your knees up to your titties. It’s lunch time.” Polly was astonished at her new lover’s demeanor, but she didn’t hesitate to do what she was told. I deftly moved down to Polly’s overly exposed crotch and assumed a prone position on my stomach where I could reach my target with ease. My neighbor/friend/lover met my advances with audible enthusiasm. I ran my pointed tongue along her soft inner thighs, kissing here and there, until I reached where the thigh faded into crotch. Then I repeated the sensual journey several times. I could tell from Polly’s animated behavior that she was rapidly approaching the threshold to another gut wrenching orgasm. I moved my probing tongue quickly to her slit; the crevice that was filled with her juices. I darted my tongue into her pussy hole as far as it would go a couple of times before traveling upward to where her clitoris was hiding behind her hood. As swollen as this little bud was, it was doing a poor job of hiding. When I sucked the engorged nub into my mouth I triggered another outburst of passion from my lover. Doing my best to cope with her physical antics, I ran my finger from her pussy hole to her asshole. Once at the backdoor, I dipped my fingertip into the opening several times. Judging from feel alone, I imagined her asshole was actually snapping at my finger. About this time Polly’s commentary on this event began to change. She was approaching another climax. The moment of truth had arrived. I aimed the two fingers I had doused with pussy juices earlier at her dilating asshole and pushed them in to their depth. Polly screamed at my intrusion, but she also launched a devastating series of spasms and muscular contractions commonly referred to as an orgasm. She lay almost motionless exuding blissful moans as well as a small rivulet of her pussy juices. There was a smile on her face beyond proper description. Adding to the allure of this scene was the fact that Polly was covered with perspiration from her sexual exploits that made her honey colored skin take on the sheen of bronze. I was mesmerized by her moist beauty so I kissed her randomly all over her bronze body. I made sure I did not overlook spots such as her breasts, her snatch, and her asshole. Incidentally, her asshole did not snap back as much when I probed it again with my rigid tongue. “Teach me to do you like you just did me,” Polly pleaded. ”Don’t worry, Love,” I assured her. “And like a dedicated teacher, I will make you do it until you do it right.” Fuck Ramon. Figuratively speaking of course. Stressed Out Mom It was another long day at work. I am beat when I get home. Ever since your dad left us 3 years ago, I have had to really struggle to make ends meet. You really helped out when you turned 18 a few months ago and got a job but still I have LONG hours. As I come into the house I slump into the closest dining room chair for just a quick breather before I have to make dinner. I drop my head to the table and doze off before I know it. I awake to feel fingers rubbing my shoulders. "Wow mom, you sure are tense," I hear you say through my awakening fog. "MMMM, thanks baby. That feels so good." I can feel my muscles relax under your attention. I know I have a hundred things to do but this just feels too good. "Why don't you come lie down on the couch and I can do a really good job? You need it." "I can't. I really have to much to do." "Come on, mom. It will make you feel so much better." I was really melting under your fingers. "Ok, just for a second." As we walked to the living room you suggested, "Take off your shirt and lay down. I'll get some lotion from the bathroom." It seemed like a perfectly innocent request so I took off my blouse and lay on my stomach on the couch. When you returned, I heard you squirt lotion in your hands and rub them together. The warm lotion and your hands running up and down my back felt incredibly good. I didn't even notice when you undid my bra and let it slide off my shoulders. Soon I was almost asleep again, I was so relaxed. I felt you unzip my skirt but didn't pay any attention. "Lift your stomach up a little, mom," you suggested. As I did you reached under me and pulled down my pantyhose. "What are you doing baby?" I asked groggily. "Its ok mom. I am going to rub your legs." "Mmkay," I murmured and relaxed back into the couch. Your fingers sliding up and down my legs felt so good. You did first one leg and then the other. Every muscle in my body was relaxed when I felt your hands slide under my skirt and rub my ass. You took the material of my skirt up over my ass cheeks as you rubbed them. In my state of bliss, I started to raise my ass back against your hands. It wasn't registering what I was doing until I felt your fingers slide down between my legs and felt your warm breath on my ass. You felt me stiffen and kissed my cheek. "It's ok mom. Just relax. I am only giving you what you need." It had been a very long time since anyone had touched me like you were. I suddenly realized how wet I was getting. As I thought about it, I realized the moisture had started as soon as you laid your hands on me. I tried to turn over saying, " baby, we can't do this. It's wrong." You were sitting with your upper body over my middle back so I couldn't get away. "I know mom. It will be ok. Just let me make you feel good." Your fingers slid down even lower and you felt my wetness. "Don't tell me you aren't excited. I can feel how wet your are." Between your words of encouragement, your lips would brush against my ass here and there. "Oh baby, of course I'm excited but that doesn't make it right," I was fighting every rational bone in my body. You were making me feel wonderful and I wanted to give in but how could I? Suddenly I felt your lips on my neck. I could feel your breath against my skin causing me goose bumps. I stopped resisting as you nibbled your way alone my collarbone. Your fingers were tickling my most sensitive areas as I opened my legs wider for you. I was loosing the battle and wasn't sure it mattered anymore. "That's it mom. Just relax," you said as your fingers slid between the folds of my swollen pussy lips. A low moan escaped my lips as my resolve melted. I opened my legs even wider and felt your fingers slide inside my aching hole. "Now doesn't that feel nice?" you whispered into my ear as you sucked the lobe between your lips. My hips came off the couch to meet your fingers in response. It wasn't long before I was fucking against your fingers and enjoying every thrust you gave me. Any thoughts of right or wrong were soon gone as I enjoyed my baby fucking my neglected cunt. You felt me stiffen and leaned in even closer, "That's it mom. Cum for me. Cum for your baby boy." Your nasty words sent me right over the edge and I exploded in a convulsive fit. When I returned to earth I missed your touch and turned to see where you were. You were standing next to the couch, naked, with your hard cock sliding slowly between your fingers. "Did you enjoy that mom?" you asked in your innocence. "Of course I did baby. But it looks like you need some attention now." I sat up on the couch with my skirt still bunched up over my ass. My bra slid to the floor allowing my breasts open to your admiring gaze. I didn't even notice as I leaned forward, removing your cock from your grasp and handling it myself. "Momma's little boy sure has grown up," I purred just before sucking your cock all the way into my throat. It felt so good to have a nice hard cock in my mouth again. I let my tongue swirl all around as I bobbed my head up and down on your shaft. Your hands slid down across my chest to find my erect nipples. Tweaking each one in turn sent a moan rumbling against your cock. "Damn mom that feels so good. I have wanted to do this for too long now," you moaned as I administered an expert sucking to your meat. I pulled off long enough to look into your eyes. "Really baby?" Maintaining eye contact, I devoured your cock once again. "OH yeah! I have watched you for as long as I can remember. I know how lonely you have been. It seemed such a shame that I was right here, willing and able, and you were se neglected." My only answer was to double my efforts sucking your cock. I was massaging your balls when I felt your hand under my chin. I looked up into your eyes and knew what you wanted before the words came out of your mouth, "Mom, I want to fuck you." I let your cock slide from my mouth as you helped me to my feet. When we were standing face to face, you leaned in and kissed me. Your hand went to my tit and I wrapped my arms around your neck, pulling us closer together. I could feel your hard cock throbbing against my stomach and my need for you was intense. "Take me baby," I demanded. "Fuck me right here!" I pulled from our embrace and turned my back to you. I leaned over the back of the couch and looked over my shoulder at you. "Slide that big hard cock in Momma's snatch baby. I NEED IT NOW!" You needed no more encouragement. You stepped forward, your dick a homing beacon that found my wet spot naturally. With one thrust you were deep inside. My screams echoed through the house. I humped my hips back against you, my pussy walls trembling through another orgasm. I felt your hands on my hips, helping me to thrust harder and faster. Your balls slapped my clit with every in stroke. I was cumming in a constant blur of pleasure. "Oh baby!! I needed this so bad!! Fuck Momma!!" The room smelled of sticky sex. Every nerve in my body was tuned into my gushing pussy. Your cock slid in and out of me with reckless abandon. "I'm close mom. I'm gonna cum!" you announced. "I want to taste it baby. I want to swallow your cum!" hearing those words you pulled out and flipped me around. I took your cock back into my mouth, savoring the taste of my pussy juice on your hard young meat. I could feel your need building and soon felt your seed raining into my mouth. I sucked you dry enjoying every drop. When you were done you pulled me to me feet and kissed me passionately, sharing the taste of your cum on my lips. Breaking from the kiss you promised, "You won't have to suffer this same stress again Mom. I'll take care of you from now on." I melted in your arms, relishing in the fact that my baby had become a man to help relieve his mommy's needs.