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First Time with Maggie

By: Louise_Loves



It felt strange to wake up in Maggie's arms. Hell, it felt strange to wake up in anyone's arms. The last six months' worth of mornings had found me either on the couch, the floor, or -- for almost a week -- in the backyard with a chain around my neck. It was disorienting to feel flesh on my flesh and not to flinch.

She smiled and rubbed at her eyes, "Good morning, sunshine."

Something about her voice was inviting, so instead of bolting like my guts warned me, I snuggled a little closer. I forced a bit of smile and answered, "That's something I've never been called." Her fingers brushed back my thick black hair and slid down my shoulder, the stark whiteness of her skin disappearing under the sheets.

I felt her breasts touch mine and her dark blue eyes softened. "I supposed that's right," she said. Tiny crows' feet appeared when her smile faded. "But I happen to think you're beautiful in the morning." Her fingers slid around my hip to the small of my back so that the heel of her hand pulled me a bit closer. 

"Actually, I think you're beautiful all the time."

My face burned with shame. I knew I wasn't beautiful. Even my husband had quit saying that shortly after our wedding day. My hands, clasped between my knees, suddenly felt like they were made of clay. Looking away, I slid one hand up between us and then under the big pillow I was resting on. The back of my hand slid over her nipple and I felt it swell suddenly at my touch. She smiled again, and slid a bit closer.

"Would you be offended if I kissed you, Louise?" she asked very softly. My thighs shivered as my eyes met hers. One of her nipples rubbed across one of mine, and it tightened so quickly that I felt my lips part. I was breathless, my heart racing until I could hear the blood rushing through my ears.

She moved her mouth to mine slowly, tenderly. Every muscle in my body tightened when her lips barely whispered against mine. Her perfume filled my head with the scent of lilacs as the tip of her tongue dabbed against the inner edge of my upper lip. "Relax, Louise," she whispered, "It's only a kiss."

My mouth watered in anticipation and I let my tongue slip out to meet hers. I think I whimpered at the incredible softness of her lips against mine. Her tongue curled against my lips as she pulled her body closer. Somehow my hand found her hip as I suckled butterfly gently at her mouth.

It lasted only a few moments, but I was panting when she pulled her mouth from mine. I realized with a shudder that my body wanted this woman's touch, this woman's taste, this woman's pleasure. She smiled again and whispered into my mouth, her hands cupping each side of my face, "It's just a kiss, Louise."

Now her lips were sucking at mine again. I felt helpless as I opened my mouth for her, silently begging for another taste of her tongue. Finally, she pushed into my mouth, slowly possessing it. The fingers of one of her hands slid back through my thick black hair so that she cupped the back of my head. My body tensed and waited for her to crush me against her, but instead, she simply held me allowing our bodies to slowly meld.

She pulled my nightgown up over my hips as her thigh nudged between mine. "Relax, Louise," she whispered against my cheek. "Just relax." She nuzzled down into the hollow of my throat and my back arched. My head rolled back and I moaned, "Maggie..."

"Just relax."

My hips moved down and flexed so that her thigh was pressed against the rising humidity of my sex. "Maggie," I gasped. She didn't answer, but tightened her fingers in my hair so that my head moved back farther. Her tongue swirled hot and thick against my throat and an odd choking sound tore from my throat.

"Relax, Louise," she murmured into my throat. "Let it happen."

My tummy began to tighten, almost as if it were coiling, and my hips rocked in tiny circles. The pressure of her thigh against my pussy was electric. I clawed at the pillow with one hand even as the other slid down to grab at her ass. A cool sweat broke out across my upper back and I ground my teeth together. The pulsing from my clit crushed my lungs so that I couldn't exhale.

"Maggie," I managed to gasp. "God. Maggie. Fuck."

Her thigh somehow managed to move with my hips and I felt my mouth fall open wide. Maggie's mouth was at my ear, "Cum for me, Louise! Let it happen!" 

My lungs were burning now. I tried to push up on one elbow, but my entire body convulsed as a wave of energy pounded up my spine. I would have screamed if my body obeyed me. Instead, I felt my eyes roll back into my head as I curled forward slightly and collapsed. Maggie's thigh kept rubbing and I convulsed into her again.

"That's it, baby girl," she said, rolling me onto my back. Now I was underneath her and staring up into those beautiful blue eyes. "Don't let it stop yet." Her thigh moved back just enough for her hand to squeeze between us. My back arched as her fingers slid over my clit.

I began panting in long shuddering breaths that seemed to be pulled straight from the depths of my pussy. A burning sensation spread quickly just under my skin shooting from the dark patch of fur between my thighs up between my breasts. I began shuddering again, my body curling up into Maggie. Then I felt my head sag to one side as my spine stiffened and then arched back. The walls of my pussy pulsed and I felt a splash of wetness against my thighs.

"Maggie! Maggie, Maggie, maggiemaggiemaggie," I sobbed at last. My arms clutched at her, trying to squeeze her body into mine. She gently slid her arms around my hips and rocked me tenderly. "It's okay, Louise," she whispered. "It's okay."

"I'm so embarrassed!" I managed to gasp. "Oh God, Maggie, it's never felt like that! I can't stop crying!"

She just pulled me tighter and spoke softly, "Sometimes tears are just the body's way of rinsing the soul. Don't you dare apologize for those tears, sweet baby."

I don't know if I stopped crying before I drifted back to sleep, still wrapped in Maggie's arms. But I know that for the first time in my life, I slept peacefully and contentedly. 

First Time with Maggie Ch. 02



Maggie was sleeping when I opened my eyes. I had a moment of panic; a memory of the years when waking up might mean getting slapped around. My heart pounded and I forced myself to take a long slow breath. The muscle on the inside of my right thigh trembled a little and I remembered how softly Maggie's touch had been there.

I must have closed my eyes as a chill walked up my spine because Maggie was suddenly looking back at me. The thin laugh lines around her eyes crinkled as she smiled.

"This is the second time today I get to tell you, 'Good morning, Sunshine."

I tried to look away as my breasts tightened but something in her eyes kept pulling my gaze back. Long ago I had learned how to twist my head so that my hair covered my eyes, though. It was a perfect way to hide and watch. Maggie reached out and very softly ran her fingers through my bangs, pushing my hair back.

"Let me see your beautiful eyes," she said.

Her fingers slid through my dark hair and over my shoulder. Her touch was soft and cool, but I could feel flames shooting just under my skin as her fingers stroked my upper arm. My nipples hardened and I felt a heat growing between my thighs. God, this woman had some kind of magic spell on me or something!

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm not going to force my lust on you." Maggie's shoulder-length brown hair fell away from her throat as she pushed her body up and rested on one elbow. "Though there's plenty of lust here for you if you're interested."

Her fingers slid down my arm to grasp at mine weakly before falling away between us. I wanted to say something. I knew she was waiting for it. My God, my body was craving her. But old habits die hard, and this was moving pretty quick. I just laid there and watched her.

She turned away from me slightly and pushed the sheets back enough that her breasts were exposed to my gaze. They sagged slightly and the skin pulled against the top of her chest, but they were so beautiful. Pale white with coral pink nipples the size of silver dollars, they were the kind of breasts a half-breed Indian girl like me always wanted. She smiled again as she saw me looking at them and cupped them with her hands.

"It took me a while after my first time, too," she said as her fingers pinched and teased her nipples. Bright pink flesh rolled slowly between bright flashes of crimson on her nails. "Take your time, girl. There's never any need to rush with me."

I watched as she licked her thumb and forefinger and then rubbed the wetness onto her puckered nipple. My own hands were hiding under the sheets but mirroring her movements. The heat in my pussy was almost unbearable and I squeezed my legs together so tightly that I felt a bit of wetness push out from between my pussy lips. I licked my lips.

Maggie's eyes were halfway shut and she moaned deep in her throat as she tugged at her nipples. "God, I love to have my titties sucked," she said. "It makes my snatch get all humid and slick."

She kept tugging on a nipple with one hand while pushing the cover down past her hips. The thick patch of curly hair was a darker brown and neatly trimmed. Everything about this woman was perfect, and that only made me feel how dark and awkward and hairy my own body was. She bent one knee to cock her leg and slid her middle two fingers deep into her thatch.

"Holy fucking shit," she whispered. "I'm so wet from dreaming about you."

I shivered and barely dared to slip my hand between my thighs. My fingers cupped the dripping, hairy hole as I watched her fingers slowly disappear then return, glistening with her wetness. I bit my lip to keep from moaning with lust. God, I had never wanted anyone like I wanted to touch her right now. But my fearful heart kept pounding, driving a stake to hold me in place with each thump.

"Look at this, Louise," she was looking down at her fingers as they pumped slowly at her pussy. "Look at how wet you make this pussy. I can't wait to feel your fingers inside me."

My eyes moved back upwards as she made a kind of gulping yelp. A great shuddering breath made her breasts sway. My eyes flickered up to hers and she winked and smiled.

"This is going to be a good one, Sunshine," she said, her voice husky now. "My pussy is going to come unglued here. You're so fucking beautiful, Louise!"

Fear kept me silent and still. I was squeezing my thighs so tight that my hips began to ache but I couldn't bring myself to slip a finger in that sweltering box throbbing in my core. I felt a drop of sweet trickle between my breasts.

Maggie's fingers were moving faster, making her beautiful breasts sway with each thrust. Her breathing moved from deep intakes with long slow moans to soft whimpering gasping gushes of escaping breath. "God fucking damn, Louise," she hissed between clenched teeth. "I'm going to fucking cum so fucking hard."

She bent forward suddenly and her hand moved so quickly it was almost a blur. Her breathing almost stopped completely and she shook in tiny rapid convulsions. The hand on her breast clutched it so tightly the crimson nails almost disappeared entirely into her creamy white flesh.

Not until she collapsed back onto her pillow did I dare move. The thick scent of her musk completely filled the air until I thought I would overdose on it. She lay on the soft yellow sheets, pale and pink and glistening with sweat and juice and she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life. Her eyes were closed as she panted for her breath, but they fluttered a little when my fingers stroked the round fullness of her breast.

As if she knew that I would stop if she looked at me, she smiled and relaxed into my touch as the palm of my hand stroked her breast. Afraid to speak, I slowly ran my hands over the puckered coral nubs of her nipples. My body slid closer to hers until my own nipples almost brushed against her belly. I lowered my mouth to her flesh, paused to glance up as my breath slid over her nipple, then softly took it into my mouth.

I closed my eyes and tasted the slight salty tang of her sweat. Her fingers pushed into my hair and held my mouth to her breast. I lowered my teeth against her flesh and when she didn't pull away, I pushed them against the hardened nipple. She moaned and cupped my head with both hands. I felt her bury her nose against the top of my head and she whispered, "Yes, sweet girl, bite me."

I swirled my tongue over her nipple and then bit a little harder. She pressed her body against mine and shivered. Her right hand moved down my back and over my hip. "Louise, you make me so fucking wet!" She lifted her thigh and gently guided my hand upwards until my fingers felt her moist pulsing body pressing against my fingers.

"I don't know what to do," I mumbled into her breast, almost hoping she wouldn't hear me, but praying she would. 

"Do what feels right," she whispered. "Always listen to your body. It will tell you what you need."

My fingers slid along her dripping snatch until her lips parts and I pressed my first two fingers inside her pussy. Her hips rolled to give me full access and she slowly and gently pulled my mouth from her breast to her mouth. I sucked her tongue deep into my mouth as my fingers reached even deeper inside her pussy. Her hand cupped mine, gently moving it, showing me where to press and hold.

"Oh fuck yes!" she gasped against my mouth. "Hold your hand right there against my clit! Now stroke fast and hard! Make me cum for you, Louise! Tell me I have to cum for you!"

I felt her shudder when my fingers touched a certain part of her sugar walls and I gazed into her eyes. "Cum for me, Maggie! I want you to cum!"

"Oh fuck!" she whimpered. Her hips pumped at my hand furiously "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!"

I twisted my hand against her, my fingers digging deep. "Cum for me, Maggie! Do it now! Cum!"

Her body tightened in a spasm until her face began to turn bright red. Her eyes stared down into mine and she kept nodding slightly, silently begging me not to stop. Then her entire body shuddered and she shrieked once. Instinctively, I shoved my fingers inside her and rubbed her sweet spot. Her eyes rolled back slowly and all the tension drained from her body. She twitched twice and then laid still as my fingers stopped digging in her hot pussy.

I pulled my hand from between her legs and looked at the wetness that coated my fingers and now slowly dripped down my palm towards my elbow. Glancing down to make sure Maggie wasn't watching, I flicked my tongue over my fingers. The think scent of pussy was intoxicating and I felt my pussy tighten as I sucked her juice from my fingers.

Maggie laughed softly and ran a hand through her hair. "My God, girl, but when you come out of your shell you do it in a big way."