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Celebration

By: Katherine-T



In the bedroom, Mal immediately draws Denise into her arms and begins kissing her. Mal's gentle but demanding lips slide from Denise's mouth to her cheek, then to her chin, her throat, her shoulder. Mal then kisses the back of Denise's neck, and at the same time she slides down the zipper tab of Denise's dress. Her fingers stroke across the straps of Denise's bra.

Denise shivers with delight. Her nervousness has changed to erotic excitement. She's forgotten all about the women downstairs, forgotten about Kristy for whom the party ostensibly has been arranged.

Mal deftly unhooks Denise's bra.

"Oh no," Denise murmurs. Resistance. A sudden realization she ought not to be doing this. Not in Kristy's house.

"Come on now," Mal purrs. "You want me to undress you."

"I don't know..." Denise writhes in Mal's embrace.

Mal keeps planting quick kisses on Denise's face and neck and shoulders. "You want me to, don't you? Let me look at your breasts. I bet they're as sweet as candy." She begins pushing Denise's dress down.

Denise quivers. She's turned on. Anytime a woman talks about her breasts, it turns her on immediately.

As if reading Denise's mind, Mal says: "I want to suck your nipples."

Denise feels the wetness in her pussy. The bodice of her dress drops to dangle at her waist, and Mal lifts her brassiere away.

"Beautiful," Mal says, her voice husky as she gazes down at the pink spike-like tips that project from Denise's small girlish-looking breasts. Denise is past thirty, but her breasts don't show it. She's the sort of femme that always drives Mal crazy: pretty and blonde, her body delectable.

Mal rubs her hand tenderly across Denise's breasts, causing the conical mounds to tremble, exciting the nipples even further. Denise is wildly aroused. She's amazed at herself. She came to the party depressed, not expecting anything to happen. This is supposed to be Kristy's evening, and now here she is enjoying herself with Mal. So unexpectedly with Mal. She's always been a little afraid of Mal, afraid of Mal's toughness.

Mal bends her head and turns it sideways. Her warm wet mouth captures the tip of a breast.

Denise moans as she cradles Mal's head in her hands.

Mal moves from one breast to the other, her tongue working, her lips sucking and nibbling. Denise feels a glorious ache in her nipples. Her pussy is fast turning into a swamp, and if this ever gets to the point where her pants come off, they'll certainly be soaked.

She wonders if Mal is as excited as she is. Imagining Mal wet increases her excitement. She once heard Noelle brag about making love to Mal. Denise trembles as she imagines it. Mal is so tough.

As she continues licking and nibbling at Denise's breasts, Mal tries to push the dress the rest of the way down.

"No, it goes up," Denise says.

Mal chuckles, straightens up and takes a firm grip on the dress at both sides. She pulls the dress up, peels it off Denise's body.

Now Denise feels marvelously wanton and voluptuous. She can hardly wait for Mal to get her on the bed.

Mal looks at the package she's unwrapped. Denise's straight blonde hair falls back in shining splendor against her shoulders as Mal tosses the dress away. Denise wears a short blue half-slip with lace trim at the hem. Mal resumes kissing Denise all over her face and neck and shoulders. Mal's lips touch Denise's eyelids, the tip of her nose, her cheeks, her jawline, the point of her chin, and then her mouth slides down Denise's graceful throat.

Denise has never felt so adored. No woman ever turned her on like this. Her last lover certainly never showered her with affection like this. And Mal is so butch. So deliciously butch. Her touch is so deft. She knows exactly how to kiss every part of her to produce the most voluptuous sensations possible.

Mal's hands slide down Denise's sides to catch the top of her slip. She lowers the flimsy garment, and once it passes Denise's hips, it falls the rest of the distance to pool at her feet.

Denise wears blue bikini briefs, cut high at the sides, and over that a skimpy blue lace garter belt to hold up her beige hose.

"Fabulous," Mal says.

Denise blushes, excited by the way Mal looks at her. Denise's last lover was the one who taught her to wear totally femme lingerie. Denise's reward is the look of open lust in Mal's eyes.

Mal suddenly drops to her knees.

Denise moans. "Oh, darling..."

Trembling with delight, Denise gazes down and watches Mal kiss her smooth belly. Each kiss warm on her skin. Mal's tongue snakes out to lick her navel, then slide along just above the rim of her garter belt.

A thin strip of bare flesh shows between the elastic top of her panties and the lower edge of the belly band. Mal's index finger hooks into the elastic and draws it toward her. She gazes down into Denise's pants. She's been hoping Denise is a real blonde, and now she discovers it's true. The hairs aren't merely blonde, they're as light and as delicate looking as corn silk.

Mal stretches the panties further forward and digs her face down inside them to kiss the golden fluff.

Denise moans. "Mal...Oh Mal!"

Mal works the panties down, bunching them at Denise's thighs where the garter straps prevent any further descent. The crotch of the panties are now turned outward, and without hesitating, Mal leans forward to sniff at it. Then her fingertips browse in the blonde patch, her forefinger delicately separating the lips to expose the top of the pink slit, the sheath that covers Denise's clit.

Denise is shaking with pleasure, unsteady on her legs. Mal seems to know everything. Mal knows how to treat a femme.

"Let me lie down," Denise begs.

Mal helps her. She gets Denise on the bed stretched out on her back with her legs hanging over the edge. They hear music from downstairs. Maybe more women have arrived. Denise doesn't care about anything in the world outside this room. Anything away from this bed. Anyone but Mal.

Mal kneels on the bed and quickly opens the garter clasps that hold Denise's stockings in place and trap her bunched panties. As soon as the garters are loose, Mal pulls the nylon pants the rest of the way down Denise's legs.

What a hot sweet baby, Mal thinks. Denise is more responsive than she expected. Totally femme. Like a dream, really. Mal is always a bit intimidated by femmes as pretty as Denise, but this time she's too enraptured, too determined to give Denise the pleasure she deserves.

She removes Denise's pumps along with her panties. She gazes at Denise's blonde little pussy as she draws the stockings down. She can't see all of it yet, only the blonde fluff and part of the slit where the fine corn silk hair thins out on the lips.

Nothing will remain hidden for long. Mal wants to open her like a picture book. And she does so, firmly but tenderly, pushing Denise's thighs wide apart so the cool air kisses her moist warm pussy. The lips separate, the petals open, the pink garden is revealed.

Mal sucks in her breath as she gazes at the gorgeous cunt. Most of the hair is above it on the pubis, only a sparse fringe extending down along the sides of the puffed slit. The fleshy folds are a fresh bright pink, slick with moisture. Little droplets are visible on the lips. The inner slit is open, begging to be filled by fingers or a tongue.

Tongue first, Mal decides. This one should be tasted carefully.

"God, you're beautiful," Mal says. "What a lovely pussy."

Denise moans, her pelvis jerking as though to encourage Mal. A dollop of cream seeps out of her vagina, and Mal shudders with lust as she gazes at it.

She lifts Denise's legs, places them over her shoulders and bends to the fountain.

Denise is wild with excitement. Her previous lovers never turned her on as much when they went down on her. There's something about Mal. Something special. She cranes her neck to watch Mal's face as it approaches her cunt.

As Mal bends closer, she inhales Denise's delicate musky fragrance, a mix of cologne and her natural scent. Mal's hands slide down the undersides of Denise's uptilted thighs, until her thumbs are on the larger lips of Denise's pussy. She strokes the labia gently, wiggling the pliant flesh as she gradually opens Denise further.

Denise groans. She wants to churn her hips, but she forces herself to remain still.

Mal's thumbs crawl into the wet folds of flesh, and she opens the mouth of Denise's vagina until it's nearly round. Denise's clit is erect, a fat little pink pearl with a gloss of moisture on the tip. Mal imagines she can see the clit quiver. Now she hunches down close to the pussy with her mouth, and she blows gently into the pink dripping opening.

"Oh god!" Denise moans, her hips giving an involuntary jerk.

Realizing Denise is on the edge, Mal firmly fastens her mouth to the wet cunt, her tongue sinking into the sweet hole as far as it can reach.

Denise comes, bumping against Mal's face, wailing with bliss. Her legs wind tightly around the back of Mal's neck. Mal grips Denise's ass and squeezes it, her tongue working in the spasming pussy.

This first orgasm is intense but brief. The moment Denise's legs slide away, Mal rises and gets Denise turned so that she lies fully extended on the bed. Standing beside the bed and gazing down at Denise, Mal quickly strips off her clothes.

Denise's eyes are closed, her mind still dwelling on the orgasm. When she opens her eyes again, she sees Mal stepping out of her jeans with a long blue dildo extended from a harness.

Denise giggles. "You're wearing it?"

Mal takes the latex cock in her hand. "I thought you knew."

"I've never known anyone who wears it!"

Mal shrugs. "Saves time, doesn't it?"

Denise gazes at Mal and her cock with bright eyes. She wonders how it will feel inside her. She wants it. She wants Mal. She wants Mal's cock.

Mal loses no time now in completing her possession of this exciting woman. She always packs a cock when she goes to a party. The way Denise responded to her tongue means Denise is capable of much more. Mal climbs onto the foot of the bed, and she carefully lowers herself between Denise's waiting thighs.

Denise lifts her knees, her arms closing around Mal's shoulders.

Mal says: "Want it?"

"Yes!"

"Tell me."

"Stick it in."

"Really tell me. Talk dirty."

Denise blushes. "Stick your cock in my pussy."

"That's good," Mal says, keeping her hips high to tease Denise. "But say it another way."

"Oh god, fuck me!" Denise cries.

Mal gets the tip inside her. Then more of it. Then she slides all of the latex cock into the receptive passage, the full length of it into the slick warm flesh.

Denise groans as she feels her tissues stretched. She's thrilled to be penetrated by Mal. She never expected this. Not this evening. Not ever. Mal always seemed so distant. But not so distant now. Mal is churning now, gyrating her hips as she slowly slides the cock in and out of Denise's vagina. With each in- thrust, the base of the cock grinds against Denise's swollen clit. Mal knows everything. Mal knows more than any lover Denise has known.

Denise's cries and murmurs are music to Mal's ears. She loves making a femme come like this. She increases the intensity of the fucking, whipping her hips, twisting them, her cock dancing in the tight little hole. Oh yes. She imagines she can feel the heat in there. Denise pushes herself up on the balls of her feet. She's as wide open as a woman can get, taking all that Mal gives her. Mal is on her now, a hand squeezing one of Denise's breasts, squeezing the flesh, fingers twisting the nipple, ramming harder as Denise starts to come.

Denise cries out.

Mal keeps fucking her.

Denise comes hard, a long bone-rattling orgasm with her legs up and her toes pointing at the ceiling and her hips pumping at the latex cock embedded in her spasming hole.

Later, as they lie in each other's arms, Mal says:

"Marry me."

Denise whimpers. "I thought this was Kristy's party."

"Never mind that. Marry me."

Denise quivers. "Anytime." Then she snuggles her face against Mal's body and she takes one of Mal's breasts in her mouth.

End

Celebration



Celebration

It's a cool Saturday in February and you have an important district game that afternoon. That morning you awaken to the smell of breakfast cooking, you look at the clock and realize that you were able to sleep in until 8. Lying in bed you roll onto your back and stretch, enjoying the only moment of peace you think you will get that day. As you turn and sit up you notice a note on the night stand. The outside has a kiss of lipstick on it. You grin as you pick it up. When you open it, you smell the sweet smell of my perfume.

The note reads:

You are the most amazing man I know and today is your moment to shine. I know that no matter what happens today, that you will be viewed as a man of integrity with a sweet ass and a smokin' smile! Love you.

With a big smile on your face, you stand up, get your robe and go down stairs. When you get down stairs you see the table set with fresh flowers, a tall stack of pancakes, and bacon and sausage. You pause to watch me finish the final touches.

I hear something and when I turn I see you enter the kitchen. I walk over to you and wrap my arms around you. Then I grab your hand, kiss it, and guide you to your plate. We all sit down and enjoy the breakfast. 

After breakfast, you go for a run and then head off to practice. Before you leave I give you a hug and kiss for luck and pop you on your bottom as you walk out the door.

When you get into your car, you find another note from me. This one says, I love you and will miss you today and good luck. You fold it up and put it in your pocket.

Practice goes well and you feel a positive energy coming from your team that you hope will carry into the game.

As your team enters the gym for warm-ups you watch the other team to see how they are looking. Your hands effortlessly move into your suit pockets and you feel a baggie. When you pull it out, it contains 2 Advil, a piece of gum, and another note. This time the note said you will have a suprise waiting for you after the game.

During the game your team dominated, they were strong and motivated and you seemed to be on cloud nine. After the game, I met you in the locker room, pulled you close to me and kissed you more passionately than you have ever been kissed in public. Your team got silent. When our eyes met, I smiled and told you I'll see you at home.

You hang around, watch the guy's game and then go for some beers with some of the other coaches.

When you arrive home, you expect me to be asleep but as you turn the car off, you see me open the front door and move onto the porch. You are happy that I stayed awake for you so you could do some celebrating with me.

I hand you a margarita and we sit on the steps drinking as you tell me about the game and the rest of your night. I lay my head on your shoulder and your arm wraps around me, pulling me into your warm body.

With your left hand you reach over and run your hand down my cheek and thank me for helping make today a great day. I turn to look at you and gaze into your heavenly blue eyes and without saying a word I move to your lap and kiss you. My hands rub your shoulders while our lips seem to taste each other for the first time. 

You slide your hands under my shirt and feel that I'm not wearing a bra, so you lift it up and feel me. My nipples are hard from the cold night air and when I feel your warm lips kiss them I loose my breath. I run my hands up your forearms and lock fingers. You resist my tug to stop but I wanted to continue inside.

With our hands laced together I lead you into the house. As the door opens you see yellow pedals leading a path up the stairs with candles lit on every other step. You spin me around and with a tight embrace you kiss me. Once up stairs I sit you down on the bed and slowly begin to remove your clothes. With my teeth I slide your tie off and then one button at a time of your shirt. Lifting your under shirt off, you hear me say, oh my, the sight of your chest always makes me want you. You lean back on the bed as I kiss you. Moving from one nipple to the other and then down to your navel, making a circle around it until I finally get to the top of your pants. Noticeably hard, I rub my lips against you, feeling you twitch under your pants. Quickly, I release you and take you into my mouth. Your eyes close as my lips surround you.

Taking you in, my hands slide up your stomach and rub you. You look down and see me licking your shaft and letting my hand stroke you, gliding easily up and down you. I tease you by nibbling on your tip, your precum tastes amazing and it makes me crave more of you. You run your fingers through my hair and stand me up.

You look at me and tell me it's your turn to undress me. I smile. You lift my shirt over my head and slide my jeans down, leaving only my thong. Your hands glide down my body, making me feel incredibly sexy. I notice you looking at me, and then you tell me you love me and pull me into you.

With your hands messaging my ass you kiss my chest. I love feeling your lips all over me. Then you slide your hand into the front of my thong and feel my soft pussy.

My legs spread as you rub me, when I feel your fingers enter me I moan and my heart beat speeds up. I reach down and grab your hard cock and stroke it to get it ready for me. I push my thongs down and sit on you. Your hard cock feels amazing as it enters me. My pussy is dripping wet wanting you. Your strong hands are rubbing my ass as I ride you. With each movement you begin to moan louder as I my juices flow around you.

You continue sucking my tits as we roll over onto the bed. Now with you on top, I wrap my legs around you, and push you deeper into me. You grab my tits and squeeze them tight and your hips begin to move faster. I reach down and rub myself as I get close to climax. Finally as I feel you start to explode into me I release myself. My moaning gets louder and you groan with pleasure as you send your cum deep into me. My pulsing pussy tightens around you and my wetness makes you climax with more intensity than ever. With our eyes open we kiss and our bodies tighten even more. I love watching you climax and hearing your sounds.

Finally as our bodies relax you slide to the side of me. With one finger you trace my hardened nipples and kiss my head. I turn to face you, rest my leg on top of yours and move to kiss you. I rub my lips on yours and you feel my tongue gently licking you until I finally kiss you. I pull you up against me, pressing my breasts against your chest as we kiss. Our hot bodies are completely pressed against each other and we can feel each other's hearts still beating quickly. As our kiss ends, I look at you and rest my head onto your chest enjoying my moment alone with the love of my life.