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Loving Amanda

By: ChazThain



"Luxury Condominiums" the sign said, and for once the reality lived up to the marketing. I never regretted buying in Miramar Lakes with its spacious rooms, manicured lawns and friendly neighbors. 

My friendly next-door neighbor is Steve, a charming middle-aged man with three daughters. Unfortunately Steve came out a few years after his divorce, so we were destined to remain just friends. But it was a good friendship for us both. We visited back and forth constantly and had dinner together at least once a week. His older girls laughingly call me Aunt Trudy.

Anyway, after 10 years of marriage and a recent divorce, I wasn't looking for a new relationship.

Steve's older daughters were married with young families, but Amanda was still living at home. The youngest by eight years, she was petite, pretty and volatile. A college student, she did fine in school, but troubled him by falling into one disastrous relationship after another. She would go crazy about a new guy, focus all her attention on him, then blow up when she found the guy wasn't 100% focused on her. She would come storming home in tears, cursing the guy she had cooed over just days before.

Amanda sometimes vented to me because I'm close to her family, but not IN her family ... and I'm nearby. My affection for Amanda has grown as I watched her try to figure out life and love. And I've spent hours listening while she dissected her failed relationships in graphic detail. 

That's how I learned Amanda had ... not just a guy problem ... but a sex problem.

"How long does sex take?" she asked one day out of the blue. I laughed and blushed a little. 

"All I can tell you is, the shortest sex I ever had was five minutes. And the longest was six hours."

"Six HOURS!" she blurted. "How is that possible?"

"Well when two people have been apart for a month, and they're both horny and have a house to themselves ... you can go a looong time!"

"But you didn't ... screw the whole time, right?"

"Oh god no ... we kissed a lot and played around, talked about fantasies, napped and used a strap-on for the first time." 

"Wait ... a DILDO!!"

I nodded. She looked at me wide-eyed with disbelief.

"You're not talking about a guy, right? Another GIRL!!"

I nodded again.

"Don't let the Nordstrom's wardrobe fool you, Amanda, I wasn't ALWAYS a boring old lady pushing 40!"

"You're not boring!" she protested, although until that moment I'll bet she thought I was straight as a ruler, and about as interesting. She fell silent and stared at the ceiling while her preconceptions shifted, then, "But you were married to a guy for 10 years! Are you bi?"

"I'm basically straight," I replied, "but for awhile in my 20s I was totally into girls, especially one girl. It felt right to be with that person at that time." 

"What happened? How did it end?"

"There was no big ending, if that's what you mean. Our relationship just stopped developing and we went in other directions. We're still close, but she lives on the other side of the country."

Amanda fell silent for awhile, then, "How about the five-minute sex?"

"That was in college," I said laughing. "My boyfriend and I hadn't seen each other all summer, so I rushed over to his apartment the minute he got back to town. I wore this cute little dress for him, but I could have been wearing a flour sack for all he cared. I was on my back on the couch about a minute after I walked through the door. Talk about 'WHAM, BAM!' In five minutes he was finished and I had to wait until Round 2 to have my fun!"

She was silent for awhile, brooding.

"That sounds like my sex life in a nutshell. Five minutes and done!"

"Oh, darling, that's too bad! But that's what young guys are like, you know. It's not that they don't want you to feel good, they just don't know how to get you there. And their egos won't let them admit it."

I thought Amanda might avoid me after learning I hadn't walked the straight and narrow my whole life. But I was soon back to listening to her problems, and giving unheeded advice. 

My talk with Amanda got me thinking about the glory days of my 20s when I learned so much about my wants and needs. For one thing ... when sleeping with a man, I found that I like him to drive the bus. But when making love with girls, I found that *I* like to steer.

A few weeks later Steve mentioned that Amanda was head-over-heels with a new guy, and I waited for the usual crash. 

I didn't have to wait long.

I was reading in my bedroom one afternoon when Amanda came stomping through my door (without knocking) and marched in, her sweet face set in an angry mask. I sighed and closed my book while she kicked off her sandals and plopped down on the pillows against my headboard. She stared at the ceiling. 

I could tell she'd gotten dressed up for somebody ... her long, auburn hair was styled and her outfit designed to show off her gymnast's body; a tight little top displaying her small breasts and a tiny skirt emphasizing her beautifully smooth thighs.

I got up and sat on the bed beside her. 

"Hey, sweetie, are you okay?" I asked, patting her cute ass.

"I don't wanna talk about it," she muttered

"Let me guess ... it's about that boy you've been seeing."

"Okay, yes," she blurted, "He's been lying to me and sleeping with half the girls at school. Are you happy now?

"Of course I'm not happy," I said, scooting up beside her. "I can't be happy seeing you so upset. And I'm not gonna say I told you so. It's just that when you've seen as much as I have, you know these guys ........... and this one had 'player' written all over him. That's not a bad thing as long as you know what you're getting into and you can treat it like a good time. 

"But I wanted more than a good time," she complained. "Instead I'm just another hole for him to stick it in."

I sighed and stared at her. Then, despite her angry pout, I suddenly visualized her sprawled out naked, quivering through an orgasm! I shook my head to clear my thoughts. Getting turned on wouldn't help me reason with Amanda.

"You know Amanda, just because he's sleeping with other women doesn't mean he doesn't like you."

"Now you're defending him?" she protested. "God! Make up your mind!"

"This is what I'm talking about ... your lack of experience. You're so young something like this seems so huge! After you've experienced more and been out there more in the world you'll understand that these things have their place and ... and guys like him even have their place as long as you don't try to make it a grand romance each time. The grand romance tends to come later."

"What do you mean as I experience more? Half the women I know are bitter! Experience didn't do much for them!" Amanda complained.

I thought for a second, wondering if I dared push Amanda out of her comfort zone.

"Maybe that's because they haven't learned they need to take care of themselves more ... and they don't need men for everything."

"We need them for ... well ... sex."

"Sweetheart," I laughed. "Women can do that just fine alone ... or with each other."

"Not really. At least not all the way," she muttered, staring at her hands in her lap.

"That's what I mean about being naive," I said, stroking her arm. "Women can do that as well."

"Excuuuuse me?" she said, watching my hand warily.

"I was right about him and I'm right about this," I said forcefully, using a finger to turn her face to me. "You have a lot to learn, young lady and I think you should start now."

"I don't really understand," she grimaced, looking down, and in that moment I knew I wanted to make love to this little beauty ... if she'd let me ... and teach her how wonderful lovemaking can be. Then she'd never again settle for being somebody's quick fuck.

"You don't have to understand it all at once. But what you DO need to understand is that sometimes THIS (I tapped her chest over her heart) gets in the way of THIS (I tapped her forehead)." Caressing her arm again, I said, "And sometimes you just have to listen to your body and know that it's gonna be okay."

"It's okay to be uncomfortable," I continued, stroking her arm gently, enjoying her soft skin. "It's okay to be nervous," stroking her firm thigh below her tiny skirt. "And it's really normal to be scared. All that's okay. But nothing bad is gonna happen." 

She sighed, still staring down at her hands. 

"You're gonna feel silly," I said, lightly kissing the point of her shoulder just below the strap of her top. "And you're going to feel really unsure," kissing again. "And then at some point ... you won't," kissing the top of her shoulder just an inch from her neck.

Then I scooted closer, leaned in and kissed the side of her neck, just below her perfect little ear. She giggled and her mouth curved into a smile.

"Giggling is okay," I whispered, and lifting her hair aside I kissed the back of her neck, softly, three times. She made a tiny, protesting noise, but I took her chin in my hand, leaned forward, nibbled at her ear lobe then bit down lightly.

She laughed once, and shivered.

"Laughing's okay," I whispered, and lifting her hand I kissed the backs of her fingers, turned her hand over and kissed her palm. She made a sound halfway between a giggle and a sigh. I kissed her just behind the ear.

"I .. I don't know ... I don't know," she said, pulling away slightly.

"You don't have to know. What does your body say?" stroking her arm gently.

"I don't KNOW!"

She leaned away from me, but I took her hair again, lifted it and kissed the back of her neck, sucking lightly.

"If you pay attention you might feel a tingle," and again I kissed her ear, but this time I bit her lightly and slid my tongue along behind my teeth. I felt her shudder. So I dipped the tip of my tongue into her ear and she shook again. My hand stroked her leg and her hands pushed restlessly against her thighs. 

"Goosebumps?" I whispered, then, "It's just pleasure." She pulled away slightly, avoiding my gaze. But I took her chin again and turned her face to me.

"I'll make you a promise," I said, looking into her eyes. "Nothing bad is gonna happen. Cross my heart," as I stroked her leg.

"Okaaaay," she whispered uncertainly, her eyes now locked on mine.

"Have you ever kissed a girl before?"

"A long time ago," she whispered, looking away.

Then I tilted Amanda's face to mine with a finger and kissed her lightly on the lips. She stayed motionless, her eyes closed. So I kissed her lips again, lightly. Then I leaned around and kissed her ear again. Then back to her lips, my open hand resting lightly on her warm throat.

Again I kissed her lips and this time felt a slight movement in response. So I kissed her again and again there was the slightest response.

"I ... I ... I don't know," she protested, leaning away, but not very far.

"I think you do know," I said, stroking her soft shoulder. "Have I ever lied to you before?"

"No," she whispered, looking up at me shyly.

"Have I ever steered you wrong before?" I asked, caressing her hair.

"No."

"I know," I said, gripping a handful of Amanda's hair and pulling her gently closer to me. "It's so hard sometimes to admit that someone might have a point."

I kissed her ear again lightly.

"But you see the secret is, I've been your age, and you've never been my age."

She made a small protesting sound, but I leaned in and kissed her ear again, then turned her face to me and kissed her lips. This time I pressed harder and her lips opened slightly. I dipped the tip of my tongue quickly between her lips, then retreated. Again I moved my mouth to her ear and my tongue stroked her there, drawing a gasp. And again I kissed her neck, licking her a little. She gave another tiny gasp. Drawing back slightly I whispered ...

"Now ... what does your body say?"

"I .. I don't know," she said tentatively, leaning away and covering her face with her hands. She pulled her knees up almost to her small chest.

"I think you DO know," I said firmly. "Look at me."

I pulled her towards me, took her face between my hands and delivered a forceful kiss, pushing my tongue between her passive lips and tasting her sweet mouth for the first time. I released her and she made a tiny noise, between and grunt and a squeak. 

"Sort of scary?" I asked softly. "But not a bad scary?" 

"No," she admitted, "not bad" ... then "I'm so confused!"

"You're confused because this boy just totally fucked you over. And you're a little horny. Boys SUCK!" she giggled. 

I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her back onto the pillows, leaned in and kissed her hard on the lips, darting my tongue briefly into her mouth. I pulled back and smiled at her.

"We'll make a deal. You don't have to do anything to me. I'll do it all to you. Okay? So it's all about you."

She gazed at me uncertainly, a small smile coming and going from her face. But she also touched me, briefly and lightly, on the bare skin just below my throat. I smiled, hoping that meant she was willing.

"It's all about feeling okay, being nice to your body, eh?" I said, caressing her leg from her soft thigh down to her smooth calf.

"Okay?" she said, a question, glancing quickly up into my eyes.

"Okay," I replied, "It's just a little pleasure," and I leaned in to kiss her cheek. "Actually it's a lot of pleasure, but we won't tell anybody."

Then I kissed her and kissed her ... on her lips and neck, then back to her lips, kissing deeper and slower while one hand caressed her neck. I leaned back and rose to my knees.

"C'mere," I commanded, "On your knees," pulling her up until we were kneeling face to face on the bed.

I took both her arms above the elbow and held them firmly, controlling her. She's a good six inches shorter than me, but she raised her face so I could kiss her again, deeply, while I held her arms behind her. Her tongue responded, wrestling slowly with mine inside her sweet, wet mouth. 

"You don't have to do anything to me," I whispered, kissing her again and again, "if you don't want to."

My tongue was deep in her mouth ... exploring, tasting ... and finally she was kissing me back, her tongue cautiously testing my lips, dipping slightly into my mouth. I sucked on her tongue and it retreated, but then it was back and I invited her in, sucking lightly, willing her tongue to wrestle with mine and explore my mouth. She moaned and I moaned with her. My whole body felt hot and there was a definite moistening between my legs. I couldn't WAIT to make her come!

"Can I get a giggle?" I said, kissing her with one hand behind her neck and the other sliding down to cup her ass. She has the prettiest butt, full and firm. I leaned her slightly backward with the force of my kiss, while stroking her ass. And now she was kissing me back, mouth to mouth and tongue to tongue. And for the first time I felt Amanda's hands on me, tentatively brushing my breast, then cautiously stroking my side.

"I know ... it seems weird the first time," I whispered

Again I held her with one hand behind her neck and the other on her ass, pulling her hips against mine, kissing and kissing, her soft lips and wet mouth responding to my every move. Her hands slid from my shoulders down my arms. Our kisses alternated between deeply searching and playful pecks and she gave a disappointed moan when I briefly pulled back. I moaned, myself, at times, excited that I would soon taste every part of Amanda.

We were in full make-out mode, now, kissing deeply without hesitation. I was getting seriously hot and she was, too. Pressed tightly together, I could feel her small breasts pressing against my larger ones. My nipples felt tight and sensitive and just thinking about her nipples made me groan with anticipation.

Sliding my hands down, I took hold of the bottom edge of her camisole top and slid it up, baring her waist. Our faces were inches apart, our eyes locked while I pulled her top up, and she raised her arms so I could lift it off her. She was letting me undress her!

I tossed her top away and looked down at the sweet little bra she wore, cupping her small, round breasts. My mouth watered when I thought of how she'd moan when I suckled those beauties. I kissed her deeply again while squeezing her ass with both hands, then firmly pushed her onto her back on the bed.

In one motion I took the waistband of her tiny skirt and pulled it down her legs. Not only did she not object, she lifted her legs and turned them to the side so I could pull off her skirt and throw it aside. Her tiny white panties matched her lacy bra. 

"You really dressed up nice for him, didn't you? That silly boy."

I laid down on top of Amanda and kissed her deeply, Frenching her hard while my hands held her head. I could feel her legs flanking my waist and her hands tentatively stroking the sides of my breasts while her tongue tangled with mine.

Breaking our kiss, I rose up slightly and pulled one of her bra cups down to expose her breast. A wave of heat rushed through my body as I saw her small, pale breast topped by a small, dark nipple like a Hershey's kiss. My mouth took possession of that nipple, sucking hard from the first and her gasp was followed by a deep moan of arousal.

I raised up, took off my reading glasses and put them on the nightstand. 

"I won't need those anymore," I declared and leaned over her again, sucking her stiff little nipple into my mouth and nipping it lightly with my teeth. She gasped and her body jerked and she briefly pulled away before changing her mind and arching her back, offering her breast to me. I sucked her hard, then pulled off her other bra cup and switched my mouth to that nipple, sucking hard from the start.

"OH!" she gasped, and her hands lightly caressed my head. I kept suckling and she whimpered. Impatiently I forced my hands behind her back, unhooked her bra and threw it aside. 

I pushed her legs wide and laid on top of her, barely in control by now, hungry for every inch of her, eager for her moans and sighs. I kissed her hard and unrelenting, letting her know she was mine, driving my tongue deep into her mouth. Her mouth opened eagerly, her tongue meeting mine.

"Mmph! Umph!" she grunted, welcoming my oral assault. My hand reached back to stroke her leg, enjoying the firm smoothness and eager to have it wrapped around me.

Rising up I pressed her thighs apart and scooted down until my face was over her V. I could feel the heat rising from her pussy and smell her arousal. Her panties were so sheer I could easily see her plump, bare pussy lips and the neatly trimmed patch of pubes covering her mound.

I opened my mouth and pressed it down over her pussy, blowing my warm breath against her and breathing in her musk of wetness and arousal. She sighed briefly, then I lifted my face away from her crotch and replaced my mouth with my hand, pressing against her damp mound.

"I know, I'm a terrible tease," I smiled up at her, and she stared back and thrust her hips up slightly.

I was thrilled by Amanda's responses. Whether inhibited or insensitive ... some girls barely react when caressed. But Amanda had a whole symphony of responses to my touch, ranging from tiny, surprised squeaks to loud gasps to full-throated moans. And it wasn't just the sounds she made. Her hips rose when she expected me to touch her pussy and her legs gripped and squeezed. She arched her back to present her breasts and her hungry mouth pursued mine whenever they were near each other.

And she watched! I looked up to see her wide-eyed, watching me suck her nipples, watching me kiss the inside of her thigh, watching me mouth her crotch. Seeing me do things to her seemed to arouse her as much as my touch on her sensitive skin. Sometimes she started to moan before I even touched her, anticipating the feel of my fingers and mouth!


Loving Amanda Ch. 02



Some time later Amanda stretched languidly and woke, warmed by a deep sense of satisfaction. It took her a moment to recall that the long arms around her ... and the firm body spooning her ... belonged to Trudy, the hot woman from next door.

"Ohmygod!" she thought sleepily, "That started out strange ... but ended up AWZUM!"

She'd been surprised and hesitant when she realized Trudy was seducing her. But she'd waited too long to say no, partly from affection and partly curiosity. In the end, Trudy's light kisses and gentle words had aroused her more and more until there was no turning back.

She drowsily reviewed the events of the afternoon, recalling the ways Trudy teased her to a high state of arousal, then drove her to climax after climax. And she realized that Trudy's expert lovemaking had awakened a hunger in her young heart.

Instead of a sometimes pleasurable task she performed to hold a guy's attention, sex could provide an intimate connection and glorious explosion of satisfaction. 

And it could also mean a sore pussy and ass, she thought wryly, gently touching between her legs.

"I want more of that," Amanda mused to herself, "And I want to make Trudy feel what she made ME feel!"

What had generous, sexy Trudy gotten out of the afternoon, Amanda wondered? She recalled Trudy's face when she was lowering her mouth to Amanda's pussy, or when she was on top driving her dildo hard. Trudy was obviously enjoying herself, but just as clearly she hadn't peaked.

That bothered Amanda. Somehow pleasure that wasn't mutual seemed incomplete. She'd have to do something about that! But for the moment it was enough to enjoy Trudy's firm breasts pressed against her back and the whisper of her breath against her neck. 

Amanda doubted if she could wield the strapon with enough skill to satisfy Trudy. That would surely take some practice! But there were other things she could do ... things she knew about a woman's body and how to make it thrum with pleasure. There were things she had done to herself, or dreamed about someone doing!

Turning over, Amanda found Trudy's full breasts in front of her ... much larger than her own. Smiling she sucked a soft nipple into her mouth and began licking gently around it, sometimes brushing the slowly stiffening nub.

Trudy sighed sleepily, opened her eyes, and saw Amanda's pretty face pressed against her breast, her wet mouth and tongue teasing pleasure signals from her nipple. Their eyes met and both smiled, knowing they had hours to explore and enjoy.

"Oh sweetheart, that feels soooo good!" Trudy cooed. "Don't stop!"

"Don't worry," Amanda thought to herself, "I won't stop until you're cumming and cumming the way you made me cum!" and she sucked Trudy's long nipple into her mouth and let it slip out slowly while scraping lightly between her teeth. Trudy moaned softly with delight.

Amanda continued suckling while she took Trudy's breast in both hands, pulling it towards her mouth while admiring its softness and firm weight. For a second she recalled her first boyfriend ... the one she'd often made out with for hours. She'd been afraid to let him go too far, and he responded by stroking her tiny breasts and teasing her nipples until she almost fainted with arousal. She'd gone home from those sessions with her head spinning and her panties soaked.

Now she set out to give Trudy the same treatment. Her fingertips brushed softly over the older woman's breast, tracing invisible lines towards her areolae. Meanwhile her mouth sucked then slowly released Trudy's nipples, sucked and released. Trudy's hands were in Amanda's hair, her fingers tangled in the dark red mass, gently holding the girl's face against her chest.

"Ooohhhh!" Trudy gave a long, low sigh.

"Now the other one," Amanda thought, switching her attention to Trudy's other breast. She played with it for awhile, stroking delicately, pinching the nipple lightly as the areola slowly contracted and the big nub stiffened. Then she deliberately held Trudy's gaze as she covered the nipple with her wet, warm mouth. Trudy looked into Amanda's eyes as the younger woman suckled her hard, then bit her firmly.

"Mmmumph!" Trudy grunted with pleasure, her eyes wide.

Amanda caressed Trudy's breast while her mouth teased and occasionally tormented her nipple. Sometimes she stared into Trudy's eyes and other times she closed her eyes to focus on drawing more pleasure out of her lover's sensitive nub.

Freeing one hand, Amanda stroked Trudy's side down to her deeply indented waist and up to her hip. She reached around and squeezed a handful of Trudy's full ass, then gently brushed her fingers down her long leg. But she never stopped licking and suckling.

The younger woman's fingertips descended, finally into Trudy's 'V' where her firm thighs spread wide to welcome the intrusion. Celibate for months, Trudy neither trimmed nor shaved between her legs and Amanda's hand found a thick jungle of dark blonde curls. She took a handful and pulled gently, slowly letting Trudy's pubes slip between her fingers. Probing deeper she found a damp tangle guarding Trudy's pussy and she slid one finger slowly down, down until she found the top of her lover's slit ... swollen, wet and open.

Her fingertip explored further, finding soft, slick wetness wherever she touched, then Trudy's opening and a steady ooze of pussy juice. Amanda dipped her finger inside, finding the older woman tighter than she expected, and Trudy gave a sharp gasp.

"AAAH!"

In and out, slowly, Amanda slid her finger a few times, deeper with each penetration. Then she pulled her wet finger out and slid it slowly up ... searching for Trudy's clit. She found the firm little bump guarded by a soft fold of skin and drew her wet finger slowly across it. 

"MMMAAAAH!" Trudy exclaimed and thrust her hips up. 

Down now, with breathtaking slowness, Amanda slid her finger back across Trudy's clit and now the older woman was panting lightly.

Up and down Amanda slid her finger, a little faster, putting the slightest pressure on Trudy's clit, occasionally dipping inside her to collect more wetness. And Amanda never stopped suckling Trudy's nipple. She had to focus to do both tasks at once.

Trudy was squirming now, her body assaulted with pleasure above and below, issuing a steady stream of gasps and short moans. One hand held Amanda's head against her breast and the other rested on her bare hip while she gazed down with amazement at her young lover.

"God, she's got me close!" Trudy thought, her whole body awash in pleasure, her nostrils filled with the scent of her own aroused pussy.

"Uh, uh, uh," she grunted softly.

"She's getting close," Amanda thought, feeling the growing tension in Trudy's body and listening to the rising pace of her breathing. But still she kept suckling steadily on Trudy's nipple and sooo gently stroking her clit. She had no intention of rushing. She reveled in the softness of Trudy's skin ... on her belly and legs ... and the faint, flowery scent of her combined with the smell of her musk.

Amanda slowly slid her finger deep inside Trudy, coating her finger with more of the older woman's juices, then used her finger to spread the lubricant generously on and around the firm bump of her clit. Slowly at first, but gradually speeding up, she brushed Trudy's clit lightly but firmly again and again, over and over, faster and faster, until ... 

"Uh, uh, uh, UH! UH!" Trudy grunted and suddenly she was cumming, cumming HARD! Her whole body convulsed and Amanda had to grasp her big breast to keep it in her mouth, while she continued the pressure on Trudy's clit.

"WAAAAAAAAAHH!" Trudy cried, convulsing again, her hips thrusting, as a blast of pleasure swept from her loins ... somehow intensified by the eager little mouth sucking her nipple just short of pain. "AAAAAAAAAHH!"

Trudy's eyes were screwed shut and her mouth was open wide giving cry after cry of pleasure while her body jerked and strained under Amanda's twin assaults. Juices flooded from her pussy and without thinking she suddenly grabbed her unoccupied nipple and tugged it, hard! 

"AAAAAAANGHHH!" she wailed, again and again, "AAAGHH!!! AAAAHH!! before at last beginning to come down from her crest, her convulsions growing weaker and her cries of completion quieter. She grabbed a handful of Amanda's hair and pulled her mouth off her nipple, now painfully tender. And she clamped her legs closed, trapping Amanda's hand and stilling her skillful little fingers.

Amanda felt a deep sense of satisfaction at bringing Trudy to a strong climax. Straining upwards her mouth sought Trudy's in a kiss that turned into a long, slow duel of tongues first in Trudy's mouth then Amanda's. 

"I can't believe I'm kissing a woman and it's wonderful!" Amanda thought, recalling her surprise at Trudy's first tentative kisses, and more surprise when she found herself responding. Unsettled at first, she had soon returned those kisses with eager pleasure.

Suddenly she remembered the first time she'd seen Trudy. She'd been in the pool with her boyfriend, enjoying the cool water and hot sun and talking about a party the night before.

"WOW!" he said suddenly, his eyes focused on something behind her. Turning towards the clubhouse, Amanda saw Trudy walking towards them. A sunhat and sunglasses concealed her face and a thin sarong around her hips flowed gracefully as she walked. Her bikini covered everything that should be covered, while concealing nothing. 

"You said you didn't like big tits!" Amanda accused him. 

"I said I don't like big, SAGGY tits," he corrected. "THOSE are not saggy!"

"Yeah, but she's old," she retorted, and he gave her an odd look.

"I don't know how old she is ... but she's definitely not TOO old!"

She'd been chilly to her boyfriend the rest of the day, and sent him home that night without even a hand job. She'd only dated him for a couple more weeks anyway, but she never forgot his reaction to Trudy. 

She'd seen Trudy often after that, at the pool or coming and going from her condo. And when Trudy and her father became friends, she saw the wholesome blonde beauty nearly every day. Trudy was always stylishly dressed, but more than her clothes Amanda envied her poise and confidence. She wondered if people would ever look at HER and see confidence!

Amanda also noticed that Trudy and her father seemed to communicate on a different level ... exchanging knowing glances, using words with second meanings and laughing together at jokes that didn't seem like jokes to the younger woman. She quickly realized they were often talking about men and sex. She wasn't sure why a straight woman and a gay man would talk about sex, but she was sure they did.

The more she was around Trudy, the more she liked and admired her, to the point that one day she blurted that she wished she had big breasts like her neighbor. 

"No you don't!" Trudy exclaimed, "Your tits are perfect for your body and, believe me, big boobs can be bad news!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Some guys care about nothing but big tits and they're a pain!" Trudy explained. "They don't care who you are, they just want to get their hands on your tits. I've spent half my life getting rid of those jerks!"

"Bras and clothes are a problem when you have big boobs," she continued. "There are lots of styles I can't wear and I'm constantly searching for bras with good support that don't make me look like somebody's granny!"

"I guess I can see that," Amanda admitted reluctantly. 

"So don't tell me how you want big tits, when yours are perfect for you!" Trudy insisted.

Amanda had stopped wishing for big tits after that discussion, grudgingly admitting that Trudy was right. Her breasts might be small, but they were round and firm and looked great. And her nipples were plenty sensitive ... sometimes too sensitive, getting tender at inconvenient times.

Right now her nipples were sensitive after Trudy's attentions, but Amanda was willing to bet Trudy's nipples felt the same. She nuzzled her face into Trudy's breasts as the two of them caressed and cuddled. 

"You're okay with this, aren't you?" Trudy asked, curious about her young lover's state of mind.

Amanda thought for a few seconds.

"I'm surprised, I guess. Surprised that you ... wanted me, wanted to do this with me. I'm surprised that I ... got into it so quickly ... just fell right in and let it happen. And kept wanting MORE!

"I've always liked you," Amanda added, looking up at Trudy, "and thought you were sexy. But I never thought that we ... that you'd do anything. It never crossed my mind until you kissed me the first time. I was shocked! I knew what would happen if you kept kissing me and I was confused, a little scared ... curious!

"The feelings, were sort of like when I lost my virginity ... but the sexy stuff was a lot more fun!"

Trudy sighed.

"I know what you mean! I love sex with a guy who cares about me and knows how to push my buttons. But so many guys are clueless and selfish! I don't know about all girls, but the girls I've been with are more sensitive to my needs, more interested in ME!" 

They rested, caressed and talked for a long time until Amanda began to feel desire stirring. She started stroking Trudy's thighs, her fingertips drifting up and down, and the older woman sighed with anticipation. She shifted her weight, preparing to lie on top of Amanda when the girl surprised her by quickly rolling her onto her back and straddling her hips. Amanda's hands slid under Trudy and she leaned down to deliver a hard kiss, then she leaned back. Trudy smiled.

"Is the kitten feeling playful?" she asked.

"Mmm, this kitten is feeling more like a tiger!" Amanda replied and, suddenly curious, reversed herself until she was straddling Trudy's waist and able to look closely at her pussy. 

Amanda had never seen another woman's pussy up close. She'd barely looked at her own aside from the times she gingerly trimmed and shaved her dark red bush. When not aroused, her pussy was a thin slit between pale, plump outer lips. Parting Trudy's thick pubes she found similar swollen lips with a much wider gap between. Dark pink inner lips protruded and down between them she saw inviting depths in bright pink. Her own clit was a half-hidden bump that took a long time to swell and make itself felt. Trudy's clit, with its hood drawn back, was twice the size at the tip of a visible shaft. 

"This is a full-grown woman's pussy," Amanda mused, her eyes and fingers exploring further. She'd expected to be repulsed by the sight, and the faint, musky aroma rising from Trudy's puss, but found she wasn't. She was intensely curious. Trudy had kissed, sucked and deeply tongued her pussy with obvious eagerness. But Amanda suddenly hesitated at the thought of returning the favor. It was her turn, but she didn't feel ready. Nervously she sat upright, trying to think of something to say.

Trudy's eyes and hands, meanwhile, had been stroking Amanda's gorgeous heart-shaped ass, her tiny puckered asshole and the thick pussy lips peeking from between her thighs. She also enjoyed feeling the girl's fingers exploring her pussy. Trudy recalled the first pussy she'd examined at leisure, between the legs of a pretty young matron whose children and husband were away for the weekend. 

Trudy was at her first job, selling women's clothing at an upscale boutique, when the woman asked for help choosing an outfit. There were many trips from the display floor to the dressing room, and long discussions about fit and color and fabric. But Trudy was more and more aware that the woman was putting herself on display. She never turned away modestly while trying numerous outfits. Her bra and panties were sheer, her nipples half erect and her pussy bare. Trudy trimmed her own bush before wearing a swimsuit, but a totally bare pussy seemed strange and provocative. 

Finally they had been in a dressing room, when the woman -- wearing only panties -- spoke softly.

"You have a very nice body, and great breasts, so firm and high. Do you think my body looks okay? My ass is kinda big and I'm worried my breasts are starting to sag."

Trudy had been trying not to stare at the woman's lush body for an hour and finally had an excuse to look.

"N ... no!" she stammered, glancing quickly at the other woman, "you look great ... uh, fine," tearing her eyes away to study the top in her hands.

"You're sure?" the young mother insisted quietly, stepping closer and holding her large, pale breasts up for inspection. "You should give them a good look."

As if hypnotized, Trudy turned and looked, the woman's full breasts only a foot from her face. Perhaps they did sag a tiny bit, but they were beautifully shaped still, with thick nipples and large brown areolae. Time seemed to stand still and she lost herself looking. The expression on the young matron's face was questioning ... her breathing quick and shallow. Trudy was speechless, confused by her feelings. Surely she wasn't getting turned on by this display of female flesh! Then the young mother started slowly pinching and pulling her nipples.

"You don't think my nipples are too big, do you? Too dark?" the woman whispered softly. "I worry about them showing."

Her own nipples were sensitive knots by now, and Trudy felt a wave of warmth spread from her pussy through her entire body. She uttered a tiny, helpless whimper and the young woman simply stepped closer and offered a nipple to Trudy's lips.

Seconds later she had the young matron backed against the dressing room wall, hungrily suckling her nipple while the woman sighed, caressed her head and the world spun slowly around them. That night she slept with a woman for the first time, discovering a new world of unforgettable feelings and sensations. For the first time she experienced the glorious release of someone else's fingers teasing her to completion while slow passionate kisses occupied her mouth. And she learned the overwhelming magic of a skilled tongue between her legs.

Lying together afterwards, she asked the young matron, "How did you ... why did this happen?"

"I'm straight," the woman whispered in the dim light, stroking Trudy's hair, "but four times in my life I've met women ... it's like there's a direct connection between my eyes and my puss. Four times I've looked at another woman and I was captured ... overwhelmed by them! 

"The first time, the other woman sensed my reaction, felt me on her wavelength, took me to bed and showed me incredible things. Then I never saw her again!

"Two other times, I felt the connection, but the other woman didn't know, and I wasn't brave enough to tell them how I felt. 

"Then a month ago I saw you walking through the mall and I was struck again. So I waited for my chance. And now I need to taste you again!" she said, leaning in for a deep kiss. 

But the affair was short, only 24 hours, before her lover told Trudy it was over.

"You're wonderful," she said, "but I have to go back to my life ... my husband and boys."

Trudy accepted the inevitable with sadness, but never forgot that night of exploration and passion. She thought about it often, sometimes elated sometimes confused. But finally she accepted that her sexuality could go beyond the usual norms with the right person. 

No doubt there were ugly pussies out there, Trudy thought, stroking Amanda's. But since that glorious first experience she had seen nearly a dozen and all had been beautiful. Each was a different invitation and feast for the senses. Amanda's pussy made Trudy ache with desire and she was thrilled to be the girl's first woman. 

Abruptly Amanda turned around, straddling Trudy's hips and facing her again. They smiled at each other as Amanda fondled Trudy's breasts. Trudy closed her eyes and sighed, enjoying her young lover's delicate touch. Then Amanda noticed how her pussy was leaving little wet kisses on Trudy's lower belly as she changed positions. 




Loving Amanda Ch. 02



"Hmmm," she thought, "My pussy is like a mouth ... I wonder ..."

She swung her left leg back and put it between Trudy's legs, then reached down and pulled the older woman's thigh up, almost to her chest. Trudy opened her eyes and watched Amanda carefully shift positions until she lowered herself and their two pussies met!

"Ahh," Trudy sighed quietly and Amanda looked down at her with a smile before tentatively rocking her hips once, rubbing their pussies together. 

"Uhhh!" Amanda muttered with pleasure, feeling Trudy's wet, fleshy lips slide against her clit. Repositioning slightly, she rocked her hips again. This time both women felt the thrill of soft, slick lips brushing their eager clits. 

Amanda held Trudy's thigh in her arms and began slowly, deliberately rocking her hips back and forth. 

"Ohmygod!" she groaned after the fourth or fifth oscillation. "I'm FUCKING you!"

"Yes you are, baby, that pretty pussy is fucking me sooo GOOD!" Trudy replied heatedly. Their eyes were locked now, fierce with lust, as waves of pleasure washed over them. Amanda was struggling along the ragged edge of control, sometimes grinding her pussy hard on Trudy's, sometimes pulling away until her lips were just tickled by the older woman's thick bush.

"God I can't STAND IT!!" she cried after an eternity, giving in to overwhelming arousal, crushing her pussy against Trudy's and rocking back and forth, faster and faster. "I wanna see you come!" she demanded, staring into her lover's eyes. "I wanna see your beautiful face when you COME!!!"

"You're making me come, baby! I'm almost there!" Trudy cried and now her hips were bucking upwards, her pussy meeting Amanda's in a hot welter of slick, dripping girlflesh.

"GAAAAAHHH!!!" Trudy finally cried out as if in agony, her hips thrusting. "YESSSSSS MANDY I'M THEEEERRE!!!" and something about seeing Trudy's face contorted in pleasure sent Amanda over the edge, too.

"OOOOOHHH," she groaned hoarsely while continuing to rub her bump rapidly against Trudy's pussy. "AAAAAAHHHHH, OHMYGOOOOD!! YESBABYYESSSS!!!"

Their juices mingled and inarticulate cries of mutual orgasm continued for several long minutes though Amanda's rocking hips lost all coordination as her head fell back and she clutched Trudy's thigh against her small breasts. Trudy's hands meanwhile were clutching at the sheets and sweat gleamed on her skin as convulsions made her hips and legs jerk.

"AAAAHHH!!" Trudy cried as a final spasm of pleasure swept her and she pulled Amanda down into a long, deep kiss. The younger woman quaked and groaned in her arms, her awareness limited to the sweet heat between her legs and slowly receding wave of completion.

They broke their kiss and laid together for a long time, Amanda on top of Trudy, both panting deeply as they regained their senses. 

"Ohmygod that was wonderful!" Amanda finally whispered. "I LOVE that!"

"Baby I love it too," Trudy said softly, "I got sooo HOT feeling your pussy against mine!"

There followed a time of quiet talk and whispered endearments. Then Amanda blurted, "You don't mind that I haven't ... licked ... down there?"

"No darling, I'll wait 'til you're ready. And if you're never ready, that's okay too. Everybody is different."

"Your pussy is beautiful," Amanda said, defensively, "but I'm not sure ... I don't think ..."

"Really! Don't worry about it," Trudy interrupted, smiling. "There's no list of required activities. I do what I feel like doing, and you can too."

Amanda sighed with relief. She was being honest when she said Trudy's pussy was beautiful ... at least fascinating to see up close. But what really worried her was the taste. She had once or twice tasted her own pussy while masturbating and found it unremarkable. But surely another woman's taste would be different, wouldn't it? What if she found it repulsive? What if she retched? How awful would THAT be, gagging at the taste of a woman who had lapped from HER pussy with obvious pleasure!

"I'll make her come again," Amanda decided quickly. That would ease the guilt she felt because she wasn't ready to taste Trudy's essence. Maybe if she just got down between Trudy's legs, her inhibitions would fade?

Gently she maneuvered until she was lying between Trudy's thighs, her face a foot from the older woman's hairy underbelly. Trudy watched her with lustful eyes.

Carefully she used her fingertips to part Trudy's thick bush, revealing the thick, outer lips. Unlike her own small inner lips, Trudy's dark, crinkly inner lips protruded by at least an inch. Parting the inner lips Amanda found the smooth, pink flesh of her opening and just above, her fingers revealed the fat round tip of her lover's hooded clit.

Amanda glanced up past Trudy's broad, flat belly between her breasts to her lovely face and questioning eyes. Holding her lover's gaze, she slowly slid a single finger inside her. Trudy closed her eyes and sighed. Slowly Amanda pumped her finger in and out a few times, going as deep as she could, before adding a second finger causing Trudy to sigh again.

"Aaaah!" Trudy breathed, her hands cupping her own breasts and her thumbs lightly flicking her nipples. 

Amanda pumped two fingers slowly in and out of Trudy's pussy, hearing tiny squishing sounds as juices began to flow in a steady stream. Again she glanced up at her lover and found Trudy's eyes closed and her fingers tugging at her thick nipples. 

A third finger joined the first two spearing in and out, but the added thickness made deep penetration harder. So Amanda pushed Trudy's leg wider with her left hand and shifted position so her right arm was aimed directly at the older woman's opening. Pushing harder and a little faster, Amanda steadily fucked Trudy with three fingers.

"Is a fourth finger possible?" Amanda wondered, and she stopped thrusting long enough to add her littlest finger to the other three. Trudy groaned loudly when she felt the extra stretching.

"Oh ... my ... GOD!" she sighed, staring down at Amanda's intent face.

The younger woman was amazed! A few thrusts and Trudy's pussy stretched to accomodate four fingers with ease, although deep penetration became harder yet again. Amanda was now thrusting with her whole arm and shoulder, trying to go deeper. Her knuckles were the problem and with her thumb separate from her other fingers her hand was still partly open.

"FUCK! OHHHH! FUUUUUCK!!" Trudy cried suddenly, driven crazy by the stimulation of her pussy. "I want ALL OF IT BABY!! GIVE ME ALL OF IT!!" she cried.

Spurred by Trudy's cries, Amanda discarded any trace of caution or subtlety. She tucked her thumb into her other fingers and started ending each thrust into the older woman's body with a slight twist. But still her knuckles prevented deeper penetration.

Trudy meanwhile was writhing in the waves of pleasure radiating from her pussy. Her head strained back and her hands clawed sometimes at the sheets, sometimes at her own breasts. She ignored the occasional sharp jet of pain as her pussy stretched wider and wider. 

"HARDER MANDY!! HARDER! HARDER! HARDER!" she demanded rhythmically, willing her young lover to push her over the brink.

And then, without warning, one thrust of Amanda's arm simply drove her entire hand into Trudy's body where it disappeared up to the wrist! 

"YAAAAAHHH!!"

Trudy gave a short, high scream and her pussy seemed to clamp down, capturing Amanda's hand in a warm, wet vise, so all she could do was continue thrusting with short, powerful movements. Trudy cried out helplessly as each thrust stretched and filled her. 

"AHH! ... AHH! ... AHH!"

Then Amanda freed her other hand, wet her thumb with Trudy's flowing juices and started lightly stroking her lover's prominent clit.

Trudy's world seemed to explode! She experienced a bright flash of light behind her tightly closed eyelids, her hips began thrusting uncontrollably and her pussy started rhythmically clamping down on Amanda's hand, then releasing. Gripping and releasing.

"AAAAAAAAAARRGGHHHH!!" Trudy screamed in time with Amanda's thrusting hand. "AAAAAAAAGH! AAAAAAGH! AAAAAAGH! AAAAAAGH!"

Amanda was lucky she was out of Trudy's reach as her lover's body twisted and thrust uncontrollably. Because Trudy's strong hands were convulsively tugging her own breasts and gripping her thighs, leaving bruises that would take days to fade.

"AAAAAGGHHH!! AAAAAGGHHH!! AAAAAGGHHH!!" Trudy groaned through gritted teeth as her hips lifted off the bed and pushed back against Amanda's thrusting hand. She was having the most powerful climax of her life!

As the minutes passed, Amanda was amazed by the strength and duration of Trudy's orgasm, and delighted to provide such a gift to her mentor. She reveled at the sight of her hand, still buried deep inside her lover, and her own pussy squeezed occasionally in sympathy. Trudy's cries and convulsions gradually slowed until she lay still, breathing heavily, with an occasional twitch of her legs or arms.

Then Trudy's hand was on her wrist, stopping her thrusts, but holding her hand inside.

"Don't pull out," Trudy ordered hoarsely, "Stay inside me!"

So Amanda left her hand buried in Trudy's pussy, feeling an occasional squeeze as the older woman's warm, wet channel gripped her. 

Meanwhile a gasping, breathless Trudy was enjoying the twitches and spasms of her fading orgasm, and the feeling of something big and hard in her pussy.

"I'm glad Amanda has a small hand," she thought, "I couldn't take anything bigger!"

Finally Trudy gently pulled Amanda's forearm and her hand slid slowly out, wet and glistening, leaving her pussy feeling strangely empty. Trudy pulled Amanda's hand to her mouth, kissed it and sucked the sticky residue from her two longest fingers. Then she pulled Amanda up to lie on her full length.

"My god that was wonderful!" she whispered, hugging Amanda hard. "That was the most amazing feeling!" and she wrapped her legs around the girl, kissing her hair and stroking her back.

Amanda was pleased with herself. She knew a powerful orgasm when she saw one, and felt sure Amanda was a very satisfied woman. They snuggled and kissed awhile before Amanda fell asleep nestled against Trudy's side, then Trudy drifted off, exhausted by the pleasures that had racked her body.

A few minutes later Trudy was startled out of an exhausted sleep by the ringing of her phone on the bedside table. Groggily she leaned over Amanda and picked it up. 

"Hello?" then after a voice spoke she cried out, "CHERYL!!!



Loving Amanda Ch. 03



Author's note: If you have not read 'Loving Amanda' chapters 1 and 2, I urge you to start at the beginning of this story.

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A few days into her visit, Cheryl and Trudy were having brunch on the lanai when Trudy's phone buzzed. It was Amanda.

"Can I come over?" she texted.

"Sure." Trudy replied, and a minute later they heard the front door open and close.

"Out here!" Trudy called, and Amanda came walking through the living room. Her glorious auburn hair hung like a proud flag down her back and she was wearing a skin-tight top that nicely outlined her small, round breasts and displayed her proudly pointing nipples. Her jeans were cut off so high there was only an inch or two of frayed denim concealing her panties.

"Hi, sweetheart," Trudy said, "How are you? Do you want coffee?"

"I'm good," she said, and launched into a description of her recent activities (school and the gym), her family (sisters, father) and her social life (nonexistent). All the while she was shooting quick looks at Cheryl sipping coffee across the table. Cheryl wore a polite half-smile and said nothing. Finally Amanda got to the point.

"We haven't done anything together in so long, I wonder if you'd like to go to the beach tomorrow?"

"I'm sorry, sweetie, Cheryl and I spent all afternoon at the beach yesterday, and you know I really can't get too much sun."

"Oh," she said, disappointed. "Well how about going shopping? Beall's is having a big sale."

"I'd love to do that," Trudy said, wondering if Amanda's plan included a dressing room fuck. "We could show Cheryl all the bargain spots."

Amanda's shoulders sagged. She was obviously crestfallen at the idea of sharing Trudy's attention with Cheryl. 

"We don't need to drag Cheryl if she has stuff to do," the girl said hopefully.

"I won't tag along if you two are bargain hunting," Cheryl chimed brightly. "I need to organize all the stuff I bought the other day."

Amanda instantly glowed with delight, plans were quickly made and she left, practically skipping.

Cheryl and Trudy sipped their coffee.

"You're fucking her, aren't you?"

"I was until you came to town," Trudy said with a pleased grin.

"No wonder she acts like a jealous little bitch. Have you told her about us?"

"No I didn't share that. She's such a horny little thing, we don't talk much."

"So with me in the way she's frustated and suspicious!"

"Yeah, it won't be long before she says something stupid," Trudy sighed. "Or until she sneaks into my bedroom late at night."

"Won't THAT be interesting when she finds me in your bed!" Cheryl said.

"If interesting means explosive, yes it'll be interesting."

"You know the problem, don't you?"

"What's the problem?"

"The problem is you're treating her like a little princess instead of what she is."

"Somehow I think you're about to tell me what she is."

"Absolutely! She's a spoiled little bitch who's used to having her way."

"She was that way before, and I'll admit I haven't tried to change her. Having her way means I get to have MY way. And that's a lot of fun! The only thing she doesn't do is eat pussy. Other than that, she's a fast learner and a great fuck. 

"Is she better than me?"

Trudy gave Cheryl a smoldering look. 

"I don't know if that's possible, babe. Plus, she's a natural bottom while you can go either way. Sometimes I like you on top."

"That's one of the best things about you and me," Cheryl said. "You're great at doing me when I want to be fucked, and you're a wonderful toy when I'm feeling aggressive."

"Mmmm," Trudy purred, giving her a sultry look. "Is this foreplay?"

"Maybe," she grinned, "but maybe we should wait 'til tonight. I'm still sore from LAST night!"

"Okay," Trudy laughed, "Our massages are in 40 minutes anyway. We need to get going."

"You get ready," Cheryl said, "I'm going to finish my coffee."

When Trudy was gone, Cheryl replayed Amanda's visit in her mind. The girl was delicious! Just watching her flaunt her body for Trudy made Cheryl want to rip off her clothes, ride her to the floor and devour her pale perfection. And a plan began to form.

The next morning Cheryl made certain preparations while Trudy was in the shower. Among them, she sent a text to Amanda on Trudy's phone and deleted one from Amanda. Then she walked in just as Trudy was dressing. 

"Amanda came by while you were in the shower," Cheryl said. "She said to apologize, but something came up and she can't go shopping."

"That's too bad," Trudy said, suspecting nothing. "Now I'm ready to go out, with nowhere to go."

"You've been complaining you missed five of your last six workouts," Cheryl noted. "Why don't you hit the gym and follow up with a yoga class?"

"Hmm, good idea," Trudy said. "I feel like a pig if I miss too many workouts. And I've already paid for the yoga class. You want to come? I'm sure my trainer could work you in."

"No, I really want to organize all the stuff I've bought. We have great stores back home, but there are some things I can only get here."

In minutes Trudy had changed and was out the door, while Cheryl finished her preparations, her hands shaking with excitement.

Amanda triggered something Cheryl hadn't felt before... at least not this strong. It was a powerful desire to... what was the right word? Yes, she wanted to TAKE Amanda, to dominate and control and ravish the girl against her will. 

Could it be her youth? The redhead was still more girl than woman. But Cheryl knew other young women who didn't stimulate her like this. Was it Amanda's petite, but distinctly feminine shape? Was it her skin... so pale, smooth and vulnerable? Was it Amanda's impatient pout when Cheryl's presence kept Trudy from satisfying her needs? 

The source of her feelings was obscure. Cheryl only knew that Amanda's screams, when they came, would arouse her to a feverish state whether the girl was crying out in pain or pleasure.

Finally there was a knock and Cheryl opened the front door.

"Come in, Trudy will be ready in a minute," and she led Amanda to the living room. She could see the girl had dressed to be alluring. Her hair was casually, but carefully styled, while her makeup subtly emphasized her eyes and cheekbones. She wore a gauzy white blouse that clearly displayed the lacy pink bra underneath. Short heels and a short skirt of silky, flowing material made her legs seem long and sleek. 

Cheryl and Amanda sat opposite each other in the living room and chatted about random subjects for a few minutes before Cheryl looked at her watch and frowned. 

"Let's go see what's keeping her," and they walked down the short hall to the master bedroom. Running water could be heard from behind the closed bathroom door and Amanda stopped, unsure what to do. A moment later she felt a hard push on her shoulders and fell face down onto Trudy's big bed. Before she could react she felt cold steel encircle her wrist and her arm was pulled roughly towards the headboard.

"What the fuck!" she snarled, but Cheryl was already flipping her over and closing another set of handcuffs around her other wrist. Fearful, Amanda began to fight, kneeing Cheryl in the side and trying to free her hand. But she was too late. Both hands were soon cuffed to the headboard. She kicked out and connected with Cheryl's leg, drawing a high "OUCH!" then Cheryl was standing beside the bed staring down at her. 

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!" Amanda screamed, then "TRUDY! TRUDY! GET OUT HERE!"

But Cheryl just smiled calmly down at her. 

"Trudy's not here, Amanda, so you can forget about being rescued."

"You crazy BITCH! Let me go right now or I'll have your ass ARRESTED! Then you can see how YOU like handcuffs!"

"That's not how this is going to work," Cheryl said calmly and the next moment she was straddling Amanda's waist, forcing a gag into her mouth. Amanda tried to keep her mouth shut, but Cheryl forced it in and fastened it behind her neck. The girl could no longer form words or make much sound. She tried kicking again and while she connected a couple of times the angle was bad and her kicks had no force. Cheryl stood beside the bed, smiling, enjoying the girl's struggles.

"Let's clear up one thing right now," Cheryl said softly. "Eventually I'm going to need your mouth for a few... activities. If you bite me I'm just going to bite you in exactly the same spot but twice as hard. So if you bite me on the finger you might LOSE one of yours! Nod if you understand." Amanda just glared at her, and Cheryl sighed. "Well, we've got a few hours. I'm sure I can MAKE you understand."

Next she grabbed one of Amanda's ankles and encircled it with a wide nylon cuff fastened with Velcro. She avoided the girl's kicks and did the same with her other ankle. Soon Amanda was tied face up and spreadeagled, barely able to move. 

"You might want to hold still for this part," Cheryl said, and she methodically cut off Amanda's clothing with a stout pair of shears, finally cutting away her lacy panties and matching bra.

Through it all, Amanda tried to protest and shout. But the gag did its work well. 

Cheryl stood looking down at Amanda for a long time, meeting the girl's glare with composure. She loved to see the redhead struggling helplessly against her bonds... watching her small tits move as she jerked back and forth. 

This had to be done carefully, Cheryl thought. Amanda must be taught to heel, but she must also learn that submission had great rewards... that restraints could allow her the freedom of giving herself completely, her inhibitions shattered. 

Cheryl slowly unbottoned her blouse and discarded it, her breasts swinging free. She kicked off her sandals and next slid her tennis shorts down her long, tanned legs. Her panties already had a wet spot in her 'V' and her naked breasts felt sensitive... waiting for the attention they would get later.

Cheryl was a couple of inches shorter than Trudy, which left her several inches taller than Amanda. Her body gave an impression of slenderness, especially beside Trudy's lush figure, but nature had made her breasts full and round, while long hours of tennis and swimming made her sleek and powerful. She planned to fuck Amanda long and hard, and make her return the favor, before letting her go.

"What would you like?" she murmured to Amanda. "I know you like your holes filled by a big strapon, but that's just the main course. Mmmm?"

Cheryl brought a carryall out of the closet and rummaged inside. 

"Yes!" she thought, finding the item she sought. "This will be a good start."

She first produced a pair of clothespins. The girl struggled again as she attached them to her nipples where they bobbed back and forth, producing small whimpers. Then she took Trudy's bottle of lube from the bedside table and spread glistening, slick lubricant on another object. Holding it out of the girl's sight she sat between her legs and squirted a big dollop of lube on one hand. The girl strained to see what was going on, but she never saw Cheryl's lubed finger until it touched her tiny asshole. She bucked and strained against her bonds, without effect. The woman's slick finger slid slowly into her ass.

Cheryl felt Amanda's ass tighten hard, trying to prevent penetration, but it was no use. A single firm push and her first knuckle was inside. Then slow, steady pressure and her entire finger was buried in the tightness and warmth of the girl's butt. Amanda growled angrily through the gag, but the growl was followed by a sigh.

A few strokes, in and out, and Amanda's ass inevitably began to loosen though she still protested. Then Cheryl removed her finger and placed the tip of the butt plug against the tiny circle of the girl's ass. Amanda didn't know what it was, but she knew immediately it was much bigger than a finger. She bucked her hips completely off the bed, but Cheryl put a hand on her pubic bone and held her down.

Slowly she twisted the butt plug bag and forth while at the same time she pushed, pushed it firmly into the girl's back channel. Amanda screamed into her gag as she felt the invasion of something big and hard, going deeper and deeper. An instant of sharp pain and it was done. Only the thick base protruded from the girl's ass while most of it was buried inside... filling and stretching her. A single wire led from the base of the plug to a battery pack in Cheryl's hand, and she twisted the switch. A low humming came from the plug in Amanda's ass and once again her hips strained upwards, her buttocks clenched and her helpless cries tested the gag.

Cheryl watched with satisfaction as Amanda tried, but failed to expell the butt plug. Then writhed slowly as she felt the humming vibration jiggle everything between her hips, especially her ass and pussy. Patiently the woman waited and watched for the inevitable. It took just a few minutes before she saw the girls labia begin to swell and spread open. Between the full outer lips she saw the thin, delicate inner lips glistening with wetness. She waited a bit longer and heard Amanda's first muffled groan of pleasure.

Delving into her bag Cheryl brought out a lifelike dildo, a foot long and thick as her wrist. She anointed it with lube and aimed the fat head at Amanda's now dripping pussy. When the imitation dick touched her lower lips the girl's eyes flew wide and she protested. Her "NO! NO!" was quite clear despite the gag. But the woman was relentless. Cheryl planned to take Amanda to new extremes of pleasure, even if that meant pain along the way.

She nestled the big dildo between the girl's pussy lips, feeling for her opening and finding it. Then she pushed slowly, slowly with a steady pressure. Amanda's pussy lips spread tautly around the fat head of the invading shaft and still she protested. Cheryl watched the girl's face intently as she continued exerting steady pressure.

At first it seemed the monster would never go in, but Cheryl knew better. It might hurt but she knew that beautiful little pussy would swallow the thick shaft. 

And finally it did.

The dildo suddenly sank a good four inches, Amanda screamed, and more pressure pushed it another couple of inches until suddenly it could go no deeper.

Cheryl was sorely tempted to keep pushing, to batter the girl's cervix until she walked in pain for days. "Cool it tiger!" she told herself, "this is initiation, not punishment." Slowly she eased the dildo out a few inches,then slowly pushed it back in. Out. In. Out. In. Faster as the girl's juices coated the shaft and it slid more easily. Amanda's head lay back, limp, and she groaned steadily.

Out. In. Out. In. Cheryl kept a steady rhythm, trusting the girl's body to react as it should, pushing her closer and closer to an explosion. Out. In. Out. In. Now Amanda had her head up, watching. The woman saw the big shaft drag the girl's pussy lips first out, then in. She could see the Amanda's swollen clit dragged this way and that as the dildo disappeared and reappeared. Amanda's breathing was deep now and her hips made small, involuntary thrusts against the big shaft. She would crest soon, and it would be powerful!

Even faster now, Cheryl kept a steady rhythm, thrusting with both hands. The clothespins on Amanda's nipples wiggled madly. Out. In. The signals reaching the girl's pleasure center had to arrive on a regular schedule, each one building on the last until she reached critical mass. Out. In. Out. In. Just slightly faster. Then it happened.

"AWWWWWRRGH!!" Amanda screamed into her gag, her hips thrusting up to meet the dildo's penetration... her eyes screwed shut and her face distorted by pleasure. The plug of thrumming rubber in her ass added to the assault. And now Cheryl was fucking her even harder and faster!

"ARRRRRGGH!! MMMPH!! AWWWWRR!! she cried helplessly as orgasmic spasms racked her small body. Cheryl watched with growing arousal, her panties now soaked and her nipples hard bumps. She continued to wield the dildo and Amanda continued coming.

"AWWWWMYYYYYGAAAAAWWD!!" was her muffled scream. "AWWWCAAANTAAAKEANYMAAAAWW!!"

But still Cheryl thrust steadily, driving into the girl's body and pulling out, now angling the dildo a bit to stimulate her clit.

"STAAWPSTAAAAWPLEEEEESE!!" and Amanda's hip thrusts had lost all coordination, still ruled by the relentless invasions of her ass and pussy... still coming in spite of exhaustion, with tears appearing in her eyes.

And finally Cheryl stopped. 

She turned off the butt plug but left it and the dildo sticking obscenely out of Amanda's widespread crotch. Her thigh muscles twitching, the dildo sometimes moving slightly as her overstretched pussy gripped it, trying to close.

Cheryl removed the gag and the clothespins, then lay down and put her arms around Amanda, enjoying the girls fading moans and occasional whimpers as she recovered. They lay that way for a long time, the woman sometimes soothing the girl with quiet words or soft caresses. Finally Amanda whispered hoarsely.

"Ohmygod that was brutal! I thought my heart was going to explode! You are a crazy, cruel BITCH!"

"Yes I'm crazy and cruel, but are you sorry?" Cheryl asked.

"Nooo," Amanda whispered reluctantly, "I guess not."

"That's right," the woman whispered, "You love it!"

"Could you take the dildo out now, and whatever is in my ass?"

"Oh I will, sweetie, as soon as you do something for me!"

"What?" Amanda said warily.

"Let me show you."

Cheryl stood and stripped off her soaked panties. Her pussy was carefully shaved bare except for a triangle of short pubes extending from her bikini line to the top of her slit. She stood on the bed, over Amanda, ready to sit on her face.

"I don't do that," the girl said quickly, turning her head to one side. 

"What you mean is you didn't do that BEFORE!" Cheryl said. "Because you definitely are doing it NOW!"

Quickly she lowered herself, her knees on either side of Amanda's head. 

"Eat me!" she ordered, and her hands pulled the girl's face against her pussy.

Amanda found her mouth and nose buried in the slick, pungent folds of Cheryl's sex. The woman rocked her hips, rubbing her pussy up and down the girl's face. Struggling, Amanda resisted, but soon found she needed more air. Finally she had to open her mouth. Cheryl's abundant juices flowed in and she tasted the first pussy that was not her own.

"This isn't bad," was her first thought, followed by, "actually... she tastes like SEX!"

Tentatively she pushed out her tongue and touched the slippery folds of Cheryl's pussy. Amanda was surprised. The woman had a distinct, not unpleasant, smell and an equally unique taste that was like her own pussy when she frigged herself.

She took the plunge, darting her tongue out, gathering Cheryl's juices and savoring the taste. The woman on top felt the tongue in her pussy and gave a quiet moan.

"That was fun," Amanda thought, then, "Even tied up I can drive her crazy!" And she began licking in earnest.

First she explored the geography of Cheryl's sex, her tongue circling the rim of her opening then sliding slowly up her channel to find her clit. She could feel Cheryl tense as her tongue neared the hard little bump.

"Handcuffs and ropes?" Amanda mused, "Make me come until I cry, will you? We'll see who cries this time!"

And her tongue circled Cheryl's clit without touching it. The dark-haired woman groaned in frustration, but Amanda's tongue was still exploring. This time she found Cheryl's opening and her tongue dove deep inside. Cheryl groaned again, this time with pleasure as she felt the girl's tongue inside her. Amanda drove her tongue deep into Cheryl's wetness and warmth, swirled it around and slowly withdrew.

"Aaaahhhh!" Cheryl breathed a long sigh of pleasure.

Amanda found the woman above her reacted each time she forced her tongue deep inside, or pushed hard against the taut rim of her opening. She enjoyed looking up, watching Cheryl's face contort with pleasure as she found a sensitive spot, her breasts swaying slightly as she moved her pussy on Amanda's face. But still she teased, avoiding direct contact with her clit.




Loving Amanda Ch. 03



It became a contest of wills... Cheryl trying to move her pussy so Amanda would lick her clit... Amanda licking above, below or to one side... avoiding direct contact. Yet the girl sucked on the woman's pussy lips, eagerly drank her juices and tongued her aggressively. Cheryl was beginning to lose control.

"Dammit stop TEASING!" she cried, "I need to COME!"

Amanda would have giggled if her face hadn't been smothered in Cheryl's pussy. She had every intention of driving the woman to an orgasm, but Trudy had taught her that delayed explosions were all the more powerful. So she stopped licking altogether and Cheryl cried out a protest.

"Please, ohmygod, PLEASE finish me!"

Amanda though had withdrawn her tongue and Cheryl became desperate. Suddenly she stood, turned around and again lowered her pussy to Amanda's face. Only this time she was facing the girl's feet. She grabbed the dildo still jutting from Amanda's pussy and pulled it out two inches. 

"Get busy girl, or I'll give you a fucking that'll put you in the hospital!" and she shoved the dildo hard into Amanda's pussy. 

The girl yelped as the dildo battered her cervix and she instantly realized she was beaten. She began licking eagerly and Cheryl's hard thrusts quickly became slower, gentler. Amanda's pussy was still aroused enough to provide plenty of lubrication, so the big shaft slipped easily in and out. Amanda found herself enjoying the penetration while driving her abuser closer and closer to orgasm. Cheryl's juices soaked her face and filled her mouth and her tongue pressed upward under the fleshy hood to flick the woman's clit. A few light strokes was all it took.

"WAAAAAHH!!" Cheryl wailed, her hips bucking against Amanda's soft mouth. "OOOHHHMYYYGAAAWWWD!!"

She ground her pussy against the girl's face, withdrew briefly, then humped her face again, almost sobbing with the power of her orgasm.

"AAAAHH!! AAAAHH!! AAAAAAAAWWWHH!!" she cried over and over, her body convulsing. Amanda wished her hands were free so she could wrap her arms around Cheryl's hips. Instead she constantly had to move her head, straining to keep her mouth on the flowing pussy above her, her tongue repeatedly losing then finding Cheryl's clit.

"UMPH! UMPH! UMPH!" Cheryl moaned, her orgasm slowly fading. Her hands had left the dildo sticking out of Amanda's pussy and were now gripping her thighs with bruising strength.

Finally spent, Cheryl lifted her hips away from Amanda's face, rolled to one side and lay there sighing and twitching, slowly recovering, her hands occasionally pulling at her tender breasts. Her whole body felt hot and every thought had been driven from her dazed head. Occasionally her vagina spasmed, trying to squeeze shut on a tongue that was no longer there.

Later, she wasn't sure how long, Amanda's voice penetrated the fog.

"I REALLY wish you'd to take out the dildo now."

Up on one elbow, Cheryl took hold of the long shaft and gently eased it out of her young lover's pussy. Amanda sighed as her overstretched vagina released the dildo, then watched as Cheryl put the glistening head in her mouth and sucked off her juices. 

"That is so HOT!" she whispered, staring intently.

"Your puss tastes as good as it looks!" Cheryl replied. "How did you like eating your first pussy?"

"I don't know why I waited," Amanda said. "I was afraid of the taste somehow, but you taste great!"

"If somebody turns me on, I ALWAYS like their taste!" Cheryl said. "And you taste soooo sweet to me."

"I turn you on?" Amanda asked.

"Yeah, baby, I wanted to fuck you yesterday at breakfast. But I wanted to do it my way."

"OH NO," Amanda blurted, remembering where she was. "What will Trudy think?"

"Don't worry. I know Trudy, and she'll be just fine with us fucking... as long as she gets to play!"

Then Cheryl reached over and turned on the butt plug. Amanda's eyes went wide as she felt the vibration shake her womb. Cheryl laid down between Amanda's legs, her face inches from the girl's pussy, then lowered her head and went to work.



Loving Amanda



I rubbed my open hand over her panty-covered crotch, pressing against her plump outer lips until they spread open and I could feel the heat and moisture from her open pussy. 

Again I mouthed her pussy through the sheer fabric of her panties, licking and nibbling as her juices soaked through.

I looked up from between her thighs and met her eyes. 

"You have a VERY pretty pussy!" I said, and she gasped, staring, then I pulled her panties down and off. Now she was completely nude though I was still fully dressed.

Wanting more of her kisses I slid up beside her and kissed her deeply while my hand covered her bare pussy and slowly rubbed up and down. She groaned and whimpered into my mouth as our tongues tangled. My fingertips slid gently up and down her wet slit and her legs fell wide open, giving me complete access.

"Certain things boys don't know very much about," I said, rubbing her clit lightly as her hips rocked upward.

We kissed long and kissed deeply as my left hand held her head and my right teased her pussy. I knew I could do anything to her and she would only get more aroused. Again I felt her hand on my breast, cupping and lifting the heavy orb, feeling what another woman's breast was like.

"That's fun, yeah?" I whispered, and she answered with a little gasp.

I placed my second and third fingers on either side of her pussy, gently pinching her thick outer lips together. Sliding my fingers up and down, I knew, would slide her wet inner lips up and down over her clit. Up and down, slowly, my fingers went and she groaned deeply into my mouth.

Changing pace, I rose up again until I was kneeling in the middle of the bed and pulled Amanda up with me. 

I positioned her on her knees with her back to me and her hard little butt resting in my lap. Now my hands could reach every part of her while my mouth had full access to her neck and ears, and we could kiss if she turned her face to me.

My right hand went back to her pussy, fingers spreading then squeezing her outer lips. My left hand stroked her small breast and I lightly pinched her nipple. She never stopped her little gasps and tiny grunts and I drove my tongue into her ear, probing until she gave a long groan.

"That feels good!" she whispered.

"Good, I'm glad. It's supposed to feel good!" I said softly.

I pinched the outer lips of her pussy together and slid them up and down in short jerks while she let out her loudest "Ahhh!" so far.

"Sqeeze your muscles hard, like you're trying to close your pussy," I whispered into her ear. "You'll like that feeling," and I could feel the mouth of her pussy clamping shut and hear her groan while I kissed her neck again and again.

"AH! Ohhhh" she cried. "My God!" and her hips thrust again and again.

My two middle fingers were between her outer lips now, frigging her quickly, as her pussy juices poured out. Her hips were giving tiny thrusts and her mouth was uttering increasingly higher little yelps. My other hand sank into her long hair and turned her face towards me so I could kiss and kiss ... her cheek, her forehead. 

"Oh-oh-OH!" she whimpered.

I stopped fingering her and raised my wet fingers to my mouth. I eagerly enjoyed her intimate juices, while she watched, then took her hand and put it on her pussy.

"Here, you do this," and she took over immediately, rubbing eagerly between her legs while my hands wandered over her neck, her smooth shoulders, and her hard little nipples. I took a firm grip on a nipple, pulled it straight out from her chest and gave it a hard pinch!

"YIPE!" she exclaimed, first jerking away from my touch, then a moment later arching her back and pushing her breast against my hand. I rolled her nipple back and forth in my fingers, carefully adjusting the pressure so as not to cross the line between pleasure and pain. Or at least not for long. Then I gave her other nipple the same treatment, lightly pinching and tugging.

Now I was kissing and kissing her neck and ear while my open hand pressed her breast against her chest in a slow, circular motion. Her breasts were small, but I marveled at how firm they were, almost hard. Her nipples WERE hard, stiff and erect and sensitive to every touch. 

"Now you can lie down," I said softly, guiding her again onto her back. Her pussy looked so inviting, the outer lips swollen thick and dark, while the delicate pink inner lips glistened with her flowing juices. I couldn't wait to taste her again as I lay down between her legs. And I couldn't contain my own deep moan of desire.

"Now that's just the prettiest!" I exclaimed, glancing from her the perfection between her legs up to her wide open eyes. Her engorged clit was nearly the size of a pea, partially covered with a delicate hood of glistening pink flesh. Her V was carefully shaved except for a small, dense triangle just above her mound. She said nothing but stared down at me, wide-eyed and breathing hard.

My face inches from her pussy, I slowly entered her with two fingers, driving deep inside a few times then tugging on the tight ring of flesh around the mouth of her sex. I lowered my face until my mouth covered the top of her slit, my tongue slowly lapping up her cleft from her opening to her clit. Her head fell back and she cried out when my tongue slowly slid over her hard little bump.

"Oh ... OH! ... Ohmygod!" she cried in a quavering voice.

I continued to lick her, dipping my tongue inside to collect fresh juices then slowly sliding up her slit to brush her little bump. Then I would suck her delicate inner lips into my mouth and slowly pull back until they fell out with a faint slurp. The fingers of my left hand, meanwhile, continued to pinch and tug at her nipple.

"Oh ... oh ... ohmygod that feels fucking AMAZING!" she groaned. 

I couldn't speak with my mouth and tongue devoted to her pussy, but I hummed my satisfaction as she responded to each caress. The fingers of her right hand were interlaced with the fingers of my left and she gripped me hard when I hit a sensitive spot.

"Oh-gaawwd-oh-oh-oh!" said moaned.

I raised my face from her widespread crotch and placed her hand on the top of her pussy. She rubbed three fingers quickly back and forth over her clit, gasping, incredibly aroused, but somehow unable to peak though I was fucking her hard now with two fingers, curving them up in search of her G-spot.

"That's it," I cried, watching her frig herself at light speed, "work it, WORK IT!" but still she didn't come.

I leaned in and kissed her clit, then crawled up until we were face to face.

"I know what you need. Stay here and amuse yourself. I'm coming right back!"

I leaned over and kissed her deeply before crawling off the bed, and was pleased when her tongue met mine though my lips and tongue were thickly coated with her juices. Some girls don't like the taste of pussy ... even their own. She lay there, gasping, her eyes closed, one hand slowly massaging her pussy, while I went to my closet.

Rummaging on the shelf I took down a box that had lain unopened for years. I don't know why I moved it from storage to my bedroom when I moved to Miramar Lakes, but now I was glad.

I quickly shed my clothes, keeping my bra though I pulled the cups down so my big breasts spilled out, pale, full and slightly pendulous, with their long, dark nipples.

I took out my old strap-on ... really mine and Cheryl's. I had worn it the most, but we enjoyed it equally. I hadn't used it since Cheryl moved to California. Stepping into the harness, I pulled it up and fastened the waist strap just above my hips. The jutting dildo brought back so many erotic memories I had to stop for a moment and hold it, pressing the base against my warm, wet pussy. 

Also in the box was a bottle of lube, which I was glad to find was full. I squeezed some out and used one hand to give the dildo a coating of "sex grease," as Cheryl called it. Amanda was watching me wide-eyed from the bed. 

She was waiting when I crawled onto the bed, pushed her knees wide and leaned over her pussy. 

"I'm so glad to see you've been thinking dirty thoughts. Now I have to have some more of that," I said, leaning down and feasting some more on her young pussy while looking up into her eyes.

I lowered my wide open mouth onto her pussy, slowly pushing my tongue inside as far as I could, collecting a mouthful of her warm juices to taste and swallow, then sucking slightly for more. There's nothing I love more than the indescribable smell and taste of a woman's pussy, so much like the other pussies I'd licked yet somehow unique.

Amanda whimpered then gasped as my tongue entered her, plunged deep, then withdrew to slide around the ring of firm muscle that guarded her pussy mouth. Someday soon, I knew, I would devote a whole hour to drinking her juices from the source, but this first lovemaking was about her, and I wanted her to feel maximum pleasure. 

I pushed two fingers inside, fingering her deeply, and slowly slid my tongue up her channel until I felt her clit and gave it two long, deliberate licks. 

"Oh God ... oh fuck ... oh ... oh," she cried and gasped, but then I leaned back.

"I know," I said. "So close! I am such a TEASE!" and I got up on my knees, the dildo bobbing in front of me.

"Are you gonna fuck me?" Amanda asked apprehensively, staring at the strap-on.

"Of course I'm gonna fuck you darling!" I replied. "Like I said, we don't need boys for everything. They're good for carrying heavy things and fixing the car. But sometimes they can be so clueless."

I squeezed lube onto my hands and gave the dildo a generous coating. My rubber penis is larger than all but the biggest real dicks and I suspected Amanda would find it uncomfortable at first. 

Grabbing a pillow I commanded, "Bottoms up!" and she raised her hips so I could shove a pillow under them. Now her pussy was in the perfect position. I scooted close between her widespread thighs and with both hands rubbed the head of my dildo up and down her cleft. It dipped into the mouth of her pussy and I leaned forward slightly, seating it in place. I envied her the next few seconds ... the glorious feeling of being opened, stretched and slowly filled, when it seems impossible for something that big to go inside you. Then I simply leaned my whole upper body forward, pushing the dildo inch by inch inside Amanda as she gave a long, low moan.

"Uh! Uh! Uuummmmmm!"

I watched her face closely as the dildo entered her, alert for signs of pain or discomfort. But her body only quivered as I slid inside her and her eyes were screwed shut with pleasure. The only sounds were her quick gasps and whimpers. For a second I wished I was a man so I could feel the walls of Amanda's pussy squeezing tight around my dick. But I didn't really want to be a man. I wanted to be a woman making love to a woman.

My artificial dick was buried inside her now and I was lying full length on top, my big breasts pressed against her small ones and my mouth hungrily attacking hers in a deep, soulful kiss. She uttered a chorus of small grunts and moans and I envied her the exquisite sensation of being opened, stretched and filled.

I had intended to hold still and let her pussy adjust to the dildo, but found myself impatiently withdrawing and slowly entering her again. Soon I was fucking her steadily with short strokes while our mouths were locked together in a long kiss and our breath hissed through our noses. Her chorus of squeaks, moans and grunts continued, though muffled by my tongue in her mouth.

I broke the kiss and drew back slightly so I could watch her face as I fucked her, still with short, slow strokes. It was enchanting and arousing to watch her expressions change as I filled her, then pulled out, then filled her again. No doubt about it, she loved being fucked and her pussy handled the long, thick dildo with ease.

Now her eyes were open and looking up into mine as I fucked her. Expressions of lust, joy and amazement played in turn over her pretty face. I gave a harder thrust than before, driving deep, and her response was a pleased grunt and widening of her eyes. My God this girl loved to fuck! If I read the signals right, she was ready for anything. I locked my mouth on hers again and began to fuck her faster. 

"Mmmph! Ungh! GaaHH!" her cries were muffled by my tongue but the message was clear ... far from hesitating, she was eager for more. My big, hard nipples brushed back and forth against her little tits.

I broke our kiss again and her cries became louder!

"Oh god! OHGOD! OHGOD!"

I speeded up, fucking her faster now, and she was louder than ever, each thrust greeted by a short, high sound that was almost a scream.

"AWWWPH! AWWGRH!"

Suddenly I changed positions, leaning back until I was upright then holding her legs with my arms. Now I could see all of her from her tousled auburn mane to her flushed, lustful face and her small, round breasts. I could also look down past my swaying breasts and see my glistening dildo sliding in and out of her beautiful pussy. Once in position I speeded up again and soon the front of my hips was slapping hard against her butt and the backs of her thighs.

"Go ahead and touch yourself sweetie!" I ordered and she immediately started rubbing three fingers over the top of her pussy. I stopped briefly with only the tip of the strapon inside her, grabbed the bottle of lube and drizzled some on the thick shaft. I spread the lube around the shaft, then resumed fucking. She gave a sharp cry of pleasure as I slid the long shaft inside her.

Now I pulled her legs together, knowing that would cause more friction as the strapon slipped in and out. And again she gave a long, low groan of pleasure. In and out, in and out, I held her legs against me, both calves against my right shoulder and watched the fascinating play of expressions on her face. 

Slower now, I slid the dildo in and out of her, letting her enjoy every second of prolonged sensation, but then I changed again and started fucking her faster with short, shallow strokes. 

"Aaaaa...AAAAAHH," she cried, her hips thrusting slightly to meet mine. She raised her head and strained to see the glistening strapon where it plunged into her, then slid out wet with her juices. 

"Beautiful, beautiful pussy," I said softly when her wide brown eyes looked up to meet mine. She groaned and closed her eyes and her head fell back on the pillow.

I pulled her legs apart then and leaned forward a bit, changing the angle of penetration and speeding up again. Her reaction was immediate. 

"AH! ... AH! ... AH!" she cried, each cry coming as my rubber dick plunged deep inside her. "OHMYGOD!!!" and her hands clawed desperately at the sheets as waves of sensation washed through her straining body.

Now I leaned fully forward again, my big breasts flattened on her small ones, my lips covering her face with quick kisses. I plunged my tongue into her mouth and fucked her faster, each penetration of my tongue matching a penetration of her pussy by the big dildo. She screamed into my mouth as her strong little body convulsed under me.

I needed breath to keep up the pace so I broke the kiss and just held her with my hands on her shoulders and my hips driving between her widespread thighs. My mouth was by her ear so I whispered encouragement. 

"I'm fucking you darling ... fucking you SOOO HARD! Can you feel my dick fucking you, pounding deep in that sweet, beautiful pussy? I'm gonna make you come, baby, and soak this bed with your cunt water! I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll be sore for a week!"

Then, stopping with the dildo buried to the hilt ... "Do you want it baby? Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want my big cock deep inside you? Streeetching you? Filling you?"

She gasped for air and I could feel her nodding yes, but I wanted more.

"SAY IT!!" I commanded, "tell me what you want."

"I want it," Amanda whispered, "I have to have it! PLEASE don't stop!"

"NO!" I ordered, "Tell me exactly what you want and how you want it, or I'll stop."

"Don't STOP!" she cried, "you know what I want. YOU KNOW IT!"

"SAY IT!" I demanded.

"Oh GOD, don't stop! I want your fingers in me and your tongue in me and your DICK IN ME!!! PLEASE don't stop!! Please fuck me Trudy! I need you to fill me up and fuck me hard and never stop!!!"

At that I held her harder in my arms and started thrusting fast and deep, hearing wet squelching noises as her juices flowed out of her in a steady stream. My own juices were flowing freely, making the base of the dildo slide a bit over my hairy mound. I knew I should stop and tighten the straps, but I couldn't stop. I needed to fuck Amanda and keep fucking her.

"I'm FUCKING you sweetheart, fucking that hot, sweet-tasting, beautiful pussy! Now you're gonna come for me, and you're gonna come hard!! You're gonna come with my big dick inside you!"

She must have been ready because those words sent her over the falls into the most powerful orgasm I've ever witnessed. Amanda's legs wrapped around me hard, her hips thrusting uncontrollably, her pussy hungrily swallowing my rubber dick. 

"AAAAAAARGGGGHH!!!" she wailed. "FUCK ME TRUDY, FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCKMEeeeeeee!!!"

Both of us were thrusting uncontrollably at that point, convulsing and bouncing almost off the bed as Amanda's body thrashed in response to the waves of pleasure washing through her compact frame. I'm amazed the dildo didn't pop out because neither of us had any real control. But I guess pussies are designed to hold dicks, and I definitely wanted my artificial penis to be inside the girl making her come.

Eventually the two of us stopped convulsing and I laid with my full weight on top of Amanda, our arms and legs around each other and our breath roaring in each other's ears. She whispered continuously, "ohmygodohmygodohmygod" and I just tried to get enough air into my lungs. 

Thinking she might be uncomfortable, I made a small move to pull out, but she kept me on top of her with her arms and legs. 

"Don't," she whispered. "Don't pull out yet. I'm still coming a little and need your dick in me."

So I laid on top of her as our breathing slowly returned to normal, smelling her clean sweat, clean hair and the rich aroma of two dripping pussies. 

A long time later I lifted up and we both watched my dildo slid slowly out of Amanda's pussy. Then we laid there holding each other, enjoying the afterglow. Our faces inches apart, I caressed her face and stroked her arms and back. Occasionally we looked in each other's eyes and smiled at the secret we had just shared.

"I love kissing you while we're fucking," I whispered, finally.

"I love that, too," she whispered back. "It's so intense having your tongue fucking my mouth while your dick is fucking my pussy!"

Then after a long silence she whispered, "I'm going to need more of this Trudy. Maybe there's something wrong with me, but I think I'm gonna need this a lot. Every day. Maybe more than every day."

"That's okay, darling," I'll be happy to make love to you any time. And we're just starting. There are so many wonderful things to learn."

"Am I gay?" she asked quietly after a few moments. "Is that why we ... I ... just had the greatest sex of my life with another girl?"

"I doubt it, sweetheart," I said. "If you were gay you'd have known it a long time ago. I don't like to brag, but we had great sex because I know what I'm doing. Sex is mainly emotion ... feeling an intimate connection. But it's also about knowing how. Now I AM bragging because I believe I'm good in bed."

"I know I haven't had much experience, but I think you're a hundred times better than good!" she responded, smiling.

"Thank you, sweetheart," I said, kissing her lightly and we stayed like that for a long time, whispering, caressing and smiling. 




Loving Amanda



Finally Amanda spoke up, "What about those 'many wonderful things to learn?' " she asked.

"Hmm, lets start again and see what happens," and her brilliant smile told me I had the right idea.

I rolled over on my back and patted her hip. 

"You get on top," I said, and reached for the bottle of lube. She watched intently as I spread fresh lube on the strapon jutting up from my hips. Then I guided her as she straddled me and aimed my dildo at her pussy with one hand. After a moment's hesitation she slowly lowered herself, gasping, onto the fat shaft, stopping halfway to let her pussy adjust to its girth. Finally my dildo was completely hidden inside her and I felt her weight on my hips.

"Ohmygod," she whispered, her eyes closed, then she opened them and stared at my breasts. "I haven't paid much attention to these."

She cupped a breast in each hand, leaned over slowly and lowered her open mouth onto a nipple. Our height difference put my breasts in a good position for her mouth. I don't know where she learned to worship another woman's breasts, but I suspect she was naturally gifted. Within five minutes she had me writhing with arousal as she first gently tongued my nipples and areolae, then began suckling. My big nipples quickly got engorged and sensitive as she switched her attentions from one to the other. I looked down at Amanda's sweet face and when she saw me looking she took a nipple between her teeth and bit down. 

"AaaahHHHH!" I cried, my eyes locked on hers as she relentlessly tormented my nipples. She seemed to sense when she had suckled and bitten one of them close to my limit, and quickly switched to the other. I was in heaven as her mouth and tongue injected little sparks of pleasure into my nipples that went racing through my body.

"Oh Amanda, I love it!" I cried. "You are sooo good at sucking me!"

She smiled, sucked my nipple hard and bit down again.

"AAARHGH!" I groaned, nearly crying from arousal.

She must have been getting turned on, too, because I soon realized Amanda was rocking her hips on mine. That, I knew, meant her clit was rubbing the smooth pad at the base of my dildo. 

"Here we go!" I thought. Soon pleasurable impulses from her pussy and clit forced her to abandon my breasts. I'd make her pay me back later, but for now I was happy she was beginning the climb towards another peak. She deserved it, I thought, after putting up with one carnally clueless guy after another.

"Try this," I whispered, "get your feet under you so your pussy is the only part touching me." 

Amanda got the idea and soon she was in the Asian cowgirl position, her feet on either side of my waist, her hands on my shoulders and her butt bobbing up and down over my hips. She controlled the speed, depth and angle of penetration and it was soon clear she was taking full advantage.

"This is great!" she cried, staring down into my eyes. "Ohmygod! this is GREAT!"

This position let me watch her lovely face and see it twisted with pleasure. It also freed my hands to torment her nipples, the way she'd tortured mine just moments before. I soon pinched them fully erect and started tweaking them in time with her thrusts as she repeatedly lifted herself half off my dildo and then drove it back inside her.

"AAAAAHH ... UHMMMM .... " she groaned, followed by a high-pitched squeal as the dildo hit a sensitive spot. "EeeeeahhhHH!"

Faster and faster she fucked herself and her arousal built. I could feel my whole crotch dripping with her pussy juices aside from the wetness pouring from my own pussy. Watching her come closer and closer to orgasm had me helplessly aroused. Then I started thrusting my hips up to meet her hips driving down. That's all it took. 

"Truuudy! TruUUDY! TRUUUUDYYYYY!!" she cried and an explosive orgasm swept through her. She was lifting herself off the dildo then driving herself back down so fast I was afraid she'd hurt herself, but I was no longer in control. Truthfully, Amanda wasn't in control either. Her orgasm was controlling her and I could only watch with amazement ... and yank hard on her tender nipples.

"OH! OH! OH! Ohmygod!!!" she screamed. "MYGOD TRUDY ... OH YES, OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!! FUUUUUUUUCK!!!"

I smiled broadly as I watched my little lover writhe with pleasure, her groans music to my ears. If she had thought to reach back and slide a finger into my pussy, I know I would have climaxed with her.

Finally losing the strength to lift herself off the dildo she sat straddling my hips, the hard shaft buried deep inside her ...her eyes closed and head thrown back as she simply sat there and quivered. Her whole upper body was flushed a delicate shade of pink.

The cataclysm ended suddenly when she rocked her hips twice on the invading dildo and collapsed forward onto my chest, her breath deep and ragged.

"That was wonderful!" I thought and regretted being unable to drink the river of pussy juice soaking the bed beneath us. "This girl is a star in bed! What a gift some idiot guy is missing!"

Amanda took a long time recovering from this one. For long minutes she just sat slumped on top of me, motionless except for an occasional a quiver as her climax faded. 

She had a sensual gift, I thought, a real ability to enjoy sex again and again without getting exhausted or oversensitive. Her stamina was built on many hours in the gym, I realized, but the ability to remain sensitive was simply a gift of nature.

To test my theory I suddenly sat up and guided Amanda into position until I was sitting with my legs crossed and she was sitting in my lap with her legs wrapped around me. The dildo was still buried full-length in her pussy.

"What are we doing?" she asked brightly.

"Just the same old thing, but slightly different," I said, smiling as I reached my hands around to cup her muscular ass. Then I started rocking my hips and watched as her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open. 

"Rub-a-dub-dub," I thought, "That sweet little pussy is under my control!"

Rocking my hips, slowly at first, I could tell Amanda was instantly on my wavelength. Soon her hips were rocking in time with mine and I heard her first gasps of pleasure. She wrapped her arms tight around my neck and put her mouth to my ear.

"You're a miracle, you love me so good!" she whispered.

"YOU'RE the miracle, my sweet, fuckable girl!" I said, pulling back to gaze in her beautiful brown eyes. "It turns me on watching you come!"

She stared deeply into my eyes as we continued, rocking our hips together, joined by my strapon. 

"I HAVE to find a double-ended dildo," I mused. "I bet you'd love fucking me while I'm fucking you!"

"Oh yes, PLEASE!" Amanda said, and then after a moment's thought, "Can you find one short enough that our pussies rub together while we're sharing the shaft?"

Just thinking about a dildo that would join and fill us both while letting our pussies rub together sent me into overdrive. I doubled the rocking of my hips and she rocked with me, our mouths locked together in a deep, wet kiss. Her fingers found one of my nipples and tugged in cruelly, spurring me on.

"Oh fuck! GaaaaaAAHH!" she cried, her eyes closed and her mouth a wide 'O' of pleasure. But Amanda's arousal seemed to plateau, then, and eventually we slowed to a stop. It was time for a different approach.

"You'd like to have your ass in the air wouldn't you?" I asked, suddenly convinced she'd love doggy-style.

"Uh-hmmm," she groaned, and I slapped her full ass. Leaning back I helped her slowly lift herself off the fat shaft of my dildo, panting. 

"I'm going to get more lube because you can never have too much lube," I said, standing beside the bed to give my dildo a fresh coat of slippery. 

"On your knees!" I cried, pushing Amanda onto all fours and kneeling behind her. That has got to be the most glorious sight on Earth, a lovely woman on her knees and elbows, her ass raised and her swollen pussy lips peeking between the tops of her thighs. 

The creamy, pale skin of her heart-shaped ass contrasted nicely with the dark pucker of her little asshole. And surely great art has been inspired by the way her hips narrowed to her waist then widened slightly to her trunk, arms and shoulders, topped by her slender neck and a wild tangle of auburn hair.

Amanda grunted as I gave her ass a sharp slap then, unable to help myself, I leaned down and started licking her asshole. She moaned at the touch of my tongue on her little pucker so I rimmed it and she moaned again while I gently pinched her pussy lips with a free hand.

"Ohhgod! Ohmygod!" she cried, her back arching and her butt pushing back against my tongue. "Unngh! Unggh!" she grunted. I pushed the tip of my tongue against her tight asshole and moaned my own pleasure. I was pinching her outer labia harder now, sliding them up and down to tease her clit. I dipped my thumb into her pussy and found her hot and dripping wet.

"I love the little squeaking noises you make when I surprise you!" I said, "You're just too darling."

I squirted lube into her ass crack and spread it carefully down the length of her crotch. We'd been making love long enough that I was worried Amanda would run out of juices to lubricate our fun. Next I pushed her legs apart with my knees and scooted up until my dildo was touching her butt. I quickly found her opening, and sank the rubber dick inside. She cried out "AAaagh!" when she felt the penetration.

Soon I was fucking her steadily, driving deep with each thrust, as my hips slapped against her butt and she whimpered and moaned beneath me.

"Oh fuck! Oh God! Ohmygod!" she cried as I changed angles slightly and my dildo rubbed different sensitive spots inside her. She raised her upper body now, arched her back and leaned her head back with her mouth an open 'O' of pleasure. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back, but still I drove into her hard, deep and fast. I admit it. I loved fucking her fast and rough. But she obviously loved it, too!

Her hair slipped from my grip and I grabbed her hips with both hands, driving hard. She went back down on her elbows, gripped the sheets and braced herself to keep from being driven off the bed.

"AH! AH! AH! MYGOD!" she cried, and I could see her little breasts in the dresser mirror, bouncing wildly under my assault. How I wished there were two of me so I could kiss her and torment her nipples while I fucked her from behind!

Slowing my strokes I slapped her left ass cheek hard, then the right and she gave a sharp cry each time. It was wonderful looking down between my full breasts to watch the big dildo sliding in and out of her pussy. Her thin inner lips clung wetly to the rubber shaft as it left her, then were pushed back inside when I pushed it in. Suddenly I stopped and stayed motionless.

"Your turn, sweetie, you push back and fuck that big thing!" and a moment later she did, pushing her hips back to swallow the big dildo then pulling foward to free it.

"Wonderful!" I thought, "she's fucking herself on my dildo," but my restraint only lasted a few strokes. I wanted to fuck Amanda, to make her strong little body quiver and squirm and drip because *I* was fucking her! Soon I was slamming into her again to the music of her non-stop cries and squeals.

"Ohgod! Ohgod! OhGOD! AHHHHHH!" she cried under my relentless attack. Her chest was now flat on the bed while she stretched out her arms and grabbed the sheets, trying to keep from being pushed over the side. Slap! Slap! Slap! went my hips as they hit her butt over and over. 

"More lube," I thought, to make sure pleasure didn't turn to pain, and I pulled out and reached for the lube. She stayed on all fours, gasping and panting, waiting for me to start loving her again. I lubed the dildo and eased it into her pussy and soon was fucking her hard.

Her cries seemed to be diminishing so I considered another position to delight her. Stopping briefly I nudged her widespread legs together, to make her pussy tighter. 

"AWWWWOHMYGOD!!" she cried at my first stroke after closing her legs, "TRUDY THAT'S ... THAT'S OHMYGOD!!" And I gleefully started slamming into her now tighter pussy. To make her sensations even more intense, I stood up off my knees until I was crouched behind her raised ass. Now my dildo entered her pussy at a sharp downward angle and she screamed!

"AWWWP!! MYGOD!! OHSHIT!! TRUDYICAN'T," but still I fucked her relentlessly, as hard and deep as I could. "OHGOD! OHGOD! OHGOD!" she cried, incapable of anything coherent as I drove deep inside her while bracing one hand on her ass and the other on her shoulder.

"OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD," she screamed, and then I changed my position again standing astride her upraised ass and driving my dildo almost straight down between the gaping lips of her pussy. And again I heard that sweet scream that comes from the borderland between pain and pleasure. "AAAAAWWRGH!!!"

Afraid I might be pushing Amanda too far, I pulled out to give her pussy a break, but her cry at being suddenly emptied was a cry of disappointment, not relief. So I pulled her hips in the air again, added a little lube and drove into her as deeply as ever. My reward was a short, high scream of pleasure each time my hips slapped into her upraised ass.

"AIIEEEOH!" she wailed.

I fucked her and fucked her to the music of her cries and whimpers.

After awhile she was about to fall off the side of the bed so I pulled out and guided her back to the middle of the mattress, then lubed my dildo again. 

"There's always more lube where that came from," I said, lightly, but Amanda made no reply. She was beyond speech, her face slack, her eyes closed and her hands shaking. I speared her pussy again at a different, lower angle, and again her response was a yelp of unrestrained pleasure. 

My eye fell on her asshole, stretched slightly each time I sank into her pussy. I wiped some lube from her ass crack and rubbed it around her little hole. Fucking her slowly in the pussy, now I slid my lubed thumb firmly into her ass and felt her sphincter clamp down hard. Her asshole gripped my thumb, then released, inviting deeper exploration. Soon my thumb was in her ass as far as it would go. I fucked her in the pussy and ass at the same time, and she seemed to like the added stimulation. She gave a long, deep groan, and in the dresser mirror I could see her grab her breast, squeezing and tugging hard. 

Leaning over her I whispered, "Would you like that cock somewhere else?"

"YES!" she whimpered. "Oh please Trudy put it in my ASS!"

I was surprised, but thrilled. As young as she was, I might be the first person to fuck her ass, and I knew she'd never forget it! Cheryl was the only one who ever fucked my ass and I treasured those intense memories.

Amanda got on all fours in the middle of the bed and waited for me to lube my dildo again. Kneeling between her widespread legs her swollen, wet pussy looked ready for more. But her tiny asshole seemed far too small for the fat dildo I held in my hand. 

"Don't chicken out," I told myself, "you know you want that ass, and Amanda wants you to fuck her. Take her! Take her NOW!"

Lubing her ass crack, I coated an index finger and slid it gently into her ass. Once past the first knuckle, she clamped down and I waited for her sphincter to relax. When her asshole loosened again I pushed all the way in, shoving hard, but could go no farther. She was panting below me.

I was starting to finger-fuck her ass when she reached around and stopped me. 

"I can't wait, Trudy," she whispered. "I want that cock in my ass NOW!"

"Let me get a smaller toy," I pleaded, "I'm afraid you'll get hurt!"

"I want it in there, big and hard, and I want it NOW!" she declared in a low growl.

Her words unleashed a storm of desire in me, making my nipples harder and my pussy clench. Now I was as eager as Amanda to drive my dildo up her ass. Quickly I lubed her ass, lubed my dildo and then I was pressing the head against that tiny pucker. 

"It'll never go in," I thought, then I remembered her determination and pushed harder. "I'm going to fuck her ass, no matter what!"

I pushed and pushed and my dildo seemed to penetrate slightly, but then it stopped. I took a fresh grip on her hips and began thrusting with short, quick thrusts. She whimpered and I wondered if she was crying out from pain or frustration. 

"I can hold still and you can push back on it," I suggested, but Amanda demanded, "No, you do it!"

And then suddenly I felt something give and an inch of the rubber phallus disappeared up her ass. Exultant, I continued my short thrusts. Maybe a dozen thrusts later Amanda gave a short, sharp scream and another two inches disappeared into her ass. Push, push, push and my dildo started to disappear until six inches were buried in her ass. 

"Now out," I said, slowly withdrawing the cock from her ass until a couple of inches were showing. I added more lube and pushed back into her. 

"Yeesssss!" she moaned at the second penetration, then held herself motionless, panting like she'd run a mile. Very slowly I began fucking her ass in short strokes, going straight in and out. I was afraid of hurting her if I tried an extreme angle, and Amanda seemed happy with what I was doing. 

"It's sooooOOO BIG!" she gulped, and then I realized she was rubbing her pussy with one hand while I fucked her ass, slowly gaining speed. 

"Oh God! Oh God!" she said, breathing hard, and at long last I was fucking her ass as fast as I'd fucked her pussy a few minutes before. "Ohhhhhgoood! Ohhgod! OHMYGODD!!"

She was crying out now, groaning, whimpering, sighing ... every sound of arousal I could imagine and then for the first time I pushed into her and my entire dildo disappeared into her asshole. The front of my hips slapped against her butt and she gave a short, high-pitched squeal and she was coming! 

"OOOOOHHHHH!!" she cried. "UNHH! UNNGH!"

I know she was coming because suddenly she was trying to fuck back at my dildo while uttering a series of low, hoarse screams. She arched her back until it was deeply concave and then her entire body started convulsing and still her ass was pushing back, pulling forward, pushing and pulling, fucking herself on my dildo!

"AMANDA!" I cried, and she answered, "TRUDY! ... YESSS! ... DON'T STOP FUCKING ME!!! DON'T STOP FUCKING MY ASSSSSS!!!"

I don't know how long her climax lasted, but it seemed like a long time before her shouts became whispers, she quieted and slowly collapsed forward. I rode her down, buried to the hilt in her ass, then as gently as possible slid my dildo out of her no-longer-virgin ass. I unstrapped it and cast it aside before lying behind Amanda and taking her in my arms. Tears streaked both our faces.

I held her for a long time, stroking her hair, whispering gentle reassurance into her ear, until her deep, ragged breathing grew quiet. I thought she was asleep so it surprised me when she spoke, so faintly I had to strain to hear.

"I don't think I'm gay, Trudy, but I AM going to need you to fuck me and fuck me ... and fuck me ..." and then she was asleep.