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Mannish Girl

By: Madabouthair



A lesbian tale with natural women, muscular women and body hair involved. 

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"Please be careful," Alice Porter said as she stood next to the step stool with her hand on the hip of her neighbor, hoping that the trembling of her fingers wasn't noticeable as she steadied the woman who was attempting to undo the cover of the light fixture.

Last year the now 50 year old Alice Porter didn't have to worry about fixing things, because she was a reasonably happy woman with a husband around the house. Now however, the husband was an ex and finances had dictated she moved out of the split level ranch he had fled and into this apartment complex, which was a definite step down.

Having just moved in, Alice was in the process of finding out everything that didn't work, and not having an overhead light in the bedroom was one of the problems. The thing that held the glass cover on the fixture wouldn't come loose, and building maintenance didn't answer the phone.

Alice happened to step out onto the tiny patio and saw the next door neighbor handing a plant. He had his back to Alice, and he was a muscular young man with short jet black hair and wide shoulders that were flattered by the tank-top that looked painted on him.

Looks young, Alice was thinking, although when you're a half-century old everybody looks like a kid.

Maybe he would be a Good Samaritan and help out a poor old lady in distress, Alice had thought, and although she was usually very shy and meek around strangers she cleared her throat to try and get some information.

Afterward, Alice didn't recall whether she had actually used the word "sir" when calling over, but she was still mortified when the neighbor turned around and she learned that "he" was a "she". Not a very feminine woman, to be sure, but a woman nonetheless, but if the androgynous woman had noticed or had and was offended she said nothing.

"Maintenance?" the young woman said with a chuckle when Alice asked when the office was open. "Don't hold your breath. Better off doing it yourself."

That was an hour ago, but now the mannish girl had a name - Kyle - and Kyle was in her apartment working to get that light cover unfastened, with Alice as her assistant holding on to her belt loop. 

Kyle, despite her androgynous appearance and chiseled Nordic facial features had turned out to be very pleasant, although Alice noticed that she had pretty much taken charge since they met. Was there such a thing as an Alpha female, Alice wondered, because Kyle had a way about her that put shy people like herself in their place before they realized what was happening.

After Kyle had stepped up on the little ladder and asked Alice to help steady her, Alice found herself standing next to Kyle's side, with the woman's armpit almost in her face as her muscular arms strained. Kyle wasn't wearing a bra, although Alice noted Kyle really didn't need one since her breasts only looked like small swells on her wide chest.

The scent that wafted out from Kyle's armpit was slightly pungent, although not yet offensive, and it seemed to Alice as if the young woman didn't use deodorant much more frequently that she did a razor.

Not that Alice was in a position to criticize, since after becoming single again she hadn't been a diligent as she once was in many feminine ways, but that was different, Alice reasoned. Nobody was going to see what was going on under her arms, while Kyle's sleeveless t-shirt made not noticing the thick bushy tufts of jet black hair that filled the young woman's chiseled armpits impossible.

Kyle certainly didn't care what others would think either, since she had glanced over a couple of times and had noticed Alice staring at her underarms and made no effort to hide the profuse growth from view. It was her ripped arms she had been looking at, Alice was ready to say if asked, but she hadn't.

The armholes of Kyle's tank-top were soaked by the time the light cover came free, and after extracting a couple of burnt out light bulbs Kyle took the new bulbs from Alice and voila!

"Let there be light!" Kyle cracked when the room lit up, and after replacing the cover the mannish girl climbed down.

"Oh thank you so much Kyle," Alice gushed as she found herself touching Kyle's bulging bicep as she stepped down. "Would you like a drink? You're all sweaty."

"Love one," Kyle said, but as Alice looked into the refrigerator the younger woman nodded toward the bottle of Jack Daniels on the counter and added, "That'll do fine."

Alice poured them both a drink and the two chatted in the kitchen, although the conversation was more of a gentle interrogation, and after about five minutes Kyle already knew quite a bit about her.

"A man or a woman?" Kyle had asked after noticing the groove in Alice's ring finger.

"Oh - um - a man - my ex-husband," Alice mumbled.

"Just curious," Kyle said as she leaned on the door jam and with her free hand reached up and grabbed the molding.

"Yes - uh - 23 years," Alice said as she tried not to look at the Amazon standing a few feet in front of her, but it was like trying to ignore the elephant in the room what with the combination of Kyle's muscular arm and the jungle of black hair pasted to her sweaty skin right in front of her.

And that aroma, Alice kept thinking. So manly and pungent yet strangely unoffensive, and it sent a shiver down the older woman's spine as she tried to focus on Kyle's smoky eyes instead of her musky armpit.

"I said I hope we're going to become good friends," Kyle said loudly, apparently repeating herself since Alice's mind had been elsewhere. "I sense a connection between us."

"Yes, I would like that very much," Alice replied.

"You have plans tonight?" Kyle asked and then before waiting for a response continued. "If you want we could order out - Chinese maybe or whatever you want. I could come back over here - your place is nicer than mine already."

"Oh. Sure," Alice said.

"Let me go take a shower," Kyle said as she gave her armpit a sniff before lowering her arm. "I'll come back over in about a half hour."

With that Kyle left, and as her lingering scent hung in the air behind her Alice found herself taking a deep inhale of the hearty aroma before shaking her head and getting the place in some sense of order for her company.

*** 

"That was awesome," Kyle said after they devoured the Chinese food Alice had gotten delivered, and as the younger woman leaned back on the couch Alice began to clear the coffee table of the mess.

"That can wait," Kyle said, but Alice was already in motion and hustling the cartons into the trash. "We can have dessert and relax first."

"Right back," Alice responded, the reminder of the two joints Kyle had brought along with the bottle of wine not needed.

My word, what is becoming of me, Alice thought at the prospect of smoking pot, something she hadn't done in decades. 

The older woman peeked out to where Kyle was sitting, and while the younger woman had taken a shower and changed her clothes the sleeveless blouse she wore now was similar to what she had on earlier. It was clearly designed to flaunt her arms and shoulders, although now instead of slacks Kyle was wearing shorts that revealed muscular and smooth calves.

Better get your head together, Alice admonished herself as she prepared to rejoin her company. For whatever reason Kyle had her acting strangely, and while they ate Alice had been caught looking places she shouldn't have been.

Alice's eyes had happened to wander when Kyle had leaned over to the coffee table, and was peeking down the girl's blouse top when Kyle looked up and saw where her eyes were.

"That was an accident," Alice mumbled to herself, confused as to why she had been interested in looking at Kyle's nearly flat chest.

Maybe it was remembering back to her college days when she had a roommate who was a bit like Kyle. Tomboyish and another girl who didn't believe in razors, and while Alice started the semester appalled at Lexi's appearance, by the end of the first month they were in bed together for Alice's one and only lesbian relationship.

Alice found herself humming the song that Lexi used to sing in the dorm, some old blues song with the title Mannish Boy, and then forced herself back to the real world where Kyle was out there waiting.

***

"Been quite a while," Alice admitted as she tried not to choke on the smoke while handing the joint back to Kyle.

"Like riding a bike," Kyle chuckled as she got closer on the couch, their knees touching, and the contact of flesh on flesh made Alice jump. "So I've managed to find out a lot about you - except I don't know why a hottie like you is home on a Saturday night."

"I could say the same thing about you," Alice commented.

"I had something else to do, but something better came up," Kyle said.

"It did? What?"

"This," Kyle said. "So anything you want to know about me?"

"Well, I couldn't help noticing your arms and shoulders," Alice heard herself saying.

"I know. I've noticed you notice," Kyle said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Oh. Sorry," Alice mumbled.

"Don't be. I love to be looked at."

"I take it you lift weights."

"That and other things," Kyle said. "When I was a kid I had a shoulder problem and started to lift weights for rehab. Guess I enjoyed it."

"You're in marvelous condition," Alice said. "And I do apologize for staring. I meant nothing by it. Guess I'm jealous."

"No problem. Hey, I've been looking at you too. I'll trade you my arms for those," Kyle said as she nodded downward, and when Alice saw that she was nodding toward her bosom she blushed.

"Didn't mean to embarrass you Alice. Always wished I had something up top myself."

"Well, if I could give them to you I would," Alice admitted as she looked down at her overdeveloped breasts. "Not only do they make my backache but I could do without the stares."

"Oh. Guess I shouldn't have said that about looking at you."

"No, that's not it. Some men just leer and... ugh! And then there's some that think I got implants."

"No, I can tell they're real," Kyle said. "Fake boobs are just yuck. Does your back hurt? I'd love to give you a rubdown."

"No, I'm fine, but maybe I'll lift weights with you sometime to get my arms in shape."

"You're in marvelous shape Alice," Kyle said. "And your arms are still trim. Here. Make a muscle for me."

"What?"

"Here," Kyle said as she took Alice's wrist and raised it. "Now make a muscle for me."

"Okay," Alice laughed and raised her slender arm, pale and riddled with freckles, and while making a face did her best to make a bulge in her bicep.

"Great," Kyle said as she put her hand on the modest bulge and smiled, but after a mild squeeze she let her thumb move down until it was sliding into Alice's exposed armpit.

"Don't - stay as you are," Kyle said when Alice's body jerked away. "I was interested in your muscle but I was way more interested in this when I saw you raise your arm in the bedroom before."

"Haven't shaved in a while," Alice said sheepishly as she looked down at Kyle's thumb as it rubbed through the burnt orange spray of hairs that sprouted from the center of Alice's deep pale armpit.

"Why?"

"Lazy I guess," Alice admitted.

"No, I mean why shave at all? Your armpits look beautiful - womanly. Armpits should never be shaved," Kyle said. "Got that quote from the book The Joy of Sex. Does this bother you, Alice? Me playing with your pit hair?"

"No. Feels kind of nice, but unlike you I didn't just get out of the shower."

"All the better. Lean back for me," Kyle said, and when Alice hesitated she eased the older woman back against the cushion and climbed onto her knees while extending Alice's arm back behind the couch. 

"What?" Alice gasped as Kyle leaned down towards her and lowered her face under Alice's arm.

The room spun around for Alice as she leaned her head back and was overwhelmed by Kyle. It wasn't only the grass that had Alice reeling either. Kyle had her pinned back and had buried her face into the deep crater of Alice's armpit where she was licking and sucking on the sparse hairs while snorting like an animal.

Alice was pressed against the back of the couch and couldn't have gotten up if she wanted to, but that was the thing. She didn't want to. After the initial shock, and despite how strange it might have been, Alice's whole body was tingling under this unusual oral assault.

Gone was the embarrassment of not having shaved in a while, and Alice didn't care that her deodorant had likely worn off, leaving her unprotected against offensive odors. Alice's nipples had popped out even before Kyle's free hand had started kneading the soft flesh through the layers of clothing.

"Wanted to do that all day," Kyle gasped when she removed her face from the savaged crater, her face beet red and glistening, and the younger woman grinned and added, "Got a thing for pits obvious, especially hairy ones like yours."

"Afraid I'm not very hairy," Alice said as she glanced over at the red hairs plastered against her wet skin. "Not like you."

"You don't have to - you know," Kyle said when Alice started to lean forward.

"Want to."

"Can we go to your bed and get comfortable?" Kyle said. "Want to see your breasts."

"I'm an old lady. They don't look like they used to," Alice admitted with a shaky voice when Kyle climbed off her lap. "I'm afraid you might be disappointed."

"Doubt that," Kyle said as she helped Alice up from the couch and led the older woman into her own bedroom.

***

"Love this blouse," Kyle said as the two women stood next to Alice's bed, a bed where only Alice and her ex-husband had ever been in, but Alice knew that this was about to change.

Kyle's hands were pulling the flowered sleeveless top out of Alice's shorts, and as she did Alice began to panic. This was all too much too soon; she hadn't been with a woman since college and she hardly knew Kyle, and it was way too bright in her bedroom even though the only illumination was coming in from the living room. Too bright for a woman her age to be seen in.

"Relax Alice," Kyle said and her chiseled facial features softened just before lifting the blouse up and over Alice's head and tossing it aside. "Mmm... incredible."

Kyle purred as she put her hands on the worn cups of the older woman's brassiere and gently kneaded the heavy bosom that filled the insides. Alice's breasts had filled out over the years even though the rest of her body stayed trim, so the result was that Alice's breasts dominated her slight frame and looked very out of place on her slender torso.

"Front?" Kyle said as she looked to see how to unhook the harness, and when Alice nodded the younger woman's fingers went to the front and calmly undid the three hooks.

After the last hook came free the fabric slipped from Kyle's grasp as the weighty globes lurched out of their confinement. The doughy and pale bell-shaped breasts dropped down to Alice's waist, their lack of firmness never more apparent and that was embarrassing to the older woman, but if Kyle cared about that her expression and actions didn't show it.

"Omigod," Kyle moaned as her muscular hands struggled with the pendulous jugs, the soft flesh warm in her palms as she kneaded the soft globes. "They're even bigger than I'd guessed."

Then Kyle was kneeling down and tugging Alice's shorts down her slender and smooth legs, and after her fingers stroked the front of the older woman's panties they came down too.

"Knew you'd be hairy down there too," Kyle said of the wide triangle of burnt orange pubic hair, which in fact had thinned a bit over the years although the bush itself strayed too wide for all but the fullest of panties to contain. "And you're wet too."

Alice's knees buckled a bit when she felt Kyle's fingers rake through the hair before she was eased down onto the bed.

"You're so beautiful," Kyle said as she looked down at Alice while striping off her own clothes.

When Kyle peeled of her tank-top, Alice was a bit shocked even though she had gotten a peek down the younger woman's blouse before. Kyle's breasts - in fact her chest - was much like a man's with the bulging pectorals and the nipples not much larger than a male's - and her stomach was tight and rippled.

"I'm hairy too," Kyle was saying while she peeled her shorts over the over-sized thighs, exposing herself completely to the older woman as she climbed onto the bed.

In the brief glance Alice got she saw that while Kyle had a lot of hair around the opening of her sex and the hair spread out wide and high, the hair grew much thinner out there on the sides.

"Shaved for a body-building competition a while back," Kyle said when she saw Alice's expression while climbing onto Alice and straddling her thighs, their pussies grinding together while Kyle reached down and resumed kneading Alice's breasts which remained formidable despite her being on her back. "Miss being really hairy. Feel nice?"

Alice nodded as she felt their pussies rubbing into each other, and above her Kyle's skin was already glistening with perspiration as she gently rocked on Alice's mound, little droplets of her sweat dropping down onto Alice and making her pliant tit-flesh slippery in Kyle's grasp.

"You do it Alice - play with your breasts for me," Kyle asked as she slid down off of the older woman, and after seeing Alice take her doughy jugs in her hands she worked down between Alice's legs, parting the lightly freckled thighs as she slid between them.

"Omigod, your pussy is gorgeous," Kyle sighed as her fingers raked through the large triangle of burnt orange hair, a bush that wasn't as thick as it once was but was still a very wide V of soft fur.

"Oh my!" Alice gasped as she felt Kyle easily lift her buttocks up while burying her face between her parted thighs, and as the mannish girl tongued her with a talented tongue the older woman writhed on the bed while clutching her own breasts savagely.

Alice came fast and hard, her lithe frame nearly sliding off the bed as first one orgasm and then another raged through her body while she gasped to catch her breath.

"You okay?"

Kyle had come up from between Alice's legs and was hovering over her with concern.

"Yes - just - omigod," Alice wheezed as she looked up at her young friend, her face and upper torso reddened and glistening with sweat. "Omigod that was..."

"Good I hope," Kyle smiled before leaning down and kissing Alice's forehead while easing down next to her. "I think you needed that."

"I never... " Alice panted before Kyle put a finger gently over her lips and told her to catch her breath.

"You cum so good," Kyle said with a grin as she watched the fleshy globes heave on the older woman's chest, and while resting on her side traced the perimeter of Alice's drink coaster sized aureola with her finger. "Am I your first woman?"

"No," Alice said. "In college. A roommate. Been a while."

"Was she like me?"

"In a way. Why?"

"I dunno. Just got the feeling that I might have brought back a memory or something." 

"Can't explain. It's not like I was expecting this."

"I know. I liked seducing you."

"More like bowled me over," Alice laughed as she turned to face Kyle. "But now it's my turn."

"You don't have to," Kyle said when Alice put her freckled hand on Kyle's shoulder.

"Won't be able to if you don't let me," Alice said when Kyle didn't budge when Alice tried to ease her onto her back.

"Okay," Kyle said as she let Alice put her onto the sheets.

"Been a while," Alice said as she knelt next to Kyle and looked down at the Amazon-like torso. "If I do something wrong..."

"No such thing," Kyle assured Alice who had a trembling hand on the washboard stomach of the bodybuilder. "Don't hold back - no judgments here."


Mannish Girl



Alice nodded and let her hand slide up to Kyle's chest to massage the massive rock-hard pectoral while avoiding the boyish nipple, and when she looked up for approval Kyle nodded and smiled.

"They aren't much," Kyle said, referring to her virtually non-existent breasts and the fact that on her back she was even more masculine looking than ever. "But they are sensitive."

Alice nodded and let her palms slide over Kyle's nipples, which immediately stiffened under the older woman's touch.

"Nice..." Kyle sighed and asked Alice if she wanted her to move in any way, and then raised her arms and linked her hands behind her head while suggesting, "How about this?"

Alice let out an audible gasp as Kyle stretched out, her massive biceps swelling as they flexed with the movement, and Kyle's bright white teeth sparkled when she saw Alice shiver.

"Do anything you want," Kyle said. "Anything."

Alice nodded while bending down, and as she began to suckle on Kyle's nipple the younger woman let out a sigh and closed her eyes when she saw Alice's hand come up to her arm.

Alice squeezed Kyle's bicep, which if it was not so warm could have been mistaken for granite under her grip, and as Alice sucked on the nipple her eyes went to the nest of black curls that filled the deep pocket of Kyle's armpit.

Alice's finger inched down a bit from the muscle and toward the jungle of hair, reaching the very fringe of the bush before glancing up at Kyle who was watching her and giving her a little nod.

What am I doing, Alice asked herself as she found her face moving away from the nipple and over the glistening skin and muscle until her tongue slid into the soggy and salty forest of black hair.

"Oh yes," Kyle moaned as Alice licked the pungent armpit, the intoxicating aroma blend of woman an pheromones making Alice crazy, and when Alice felt Kyle's other hand on the back of her head pushing her face further into the steamy underarm she didn't fight it. 

"Yeah! You go girl," Kyle snarled. "Lick my pit. Suck on it!"

Alice did as she was told, and when her hand that had been stroking Kyle's chest was taken down and deposited into Kyle thick bush, the older woman slid her finger into the very wet abyss and fingered her furiously.

A couple of minutes later, Alice's wrist was nearly snapped when Kyle came, her thighs slamming together and holding the hand between her legs while her body shook and shook, and then it was over.

"Whew!" Kyle said after her orgasm ebbed, and after giving Alice a squeeze cradled her next to her, the older woman's face resting on Kyle's bicep. "You comfortable?"

"Yes," Alice responded, and smiled when Kyle flexed her muscle and made her head rise. "Very."

"Bet you never thought this morning that you would be naked in bed with a woman like me, did you?"

"No," Alice agreed.

"I did," Kyle said. "I saw you moving in, and you looked so cute, but then I saw those jugs and I knew I was going to get you."

"Oh. Confident, weren't you?" Alice chided.

"Yes," Kyle said without emotion. "I usually get what I want, and then when we were in here this afternoon and I saw the way you were looking at me? You're no poker player."

"I was scared believe it or not," Alice confessed.

"Maybe, but then I saw the way you were looking at me when I was up on the step-stool."

"Scared."

"Not from where I was standing," Kyle declared. "First I saw you staring at my arms and shoulders, and then when I noticed you were checking out my pits I suspected that you might have a thing for armpits like I do."

"I didn't know I did."

"And then when you got a whiff of me - and trust me the pheromones were pouring out of me because I was in heat - anyway when you stood there and not only didn't recoil but leaned towards me and inhaled..."

"I did?" Alice said in shock.

"Oh yes."

"That's funny, because usually when someone is a bit... off..."

"Funky," Kyle corrected. "Not many have ever complained about my scent. Maybe because I eat well - except foe slipping with the Chinese food before - and I don't pour chemicals on my body. I don't put caustic crap under my arms so what comes out is pure unadulterated Kyle. Like it or not."

"I like it."

"I can tell, So which is your fetish?"

"My fetish?"

"Sure," Kyle said. "Like with me, you already know about my armpit fetish and the thing I have for busty women. What's yours? My muscles? My pit hair? My scent?"

"How about all of the above?" Alice giggled. "Maybe your arms most of all. Resting here like this on your bicep, I feel safe and secure."

"You have a problem with your ex?" Kyle asked. "He ever abuse you?"

"Edward? Oh dear no," Alice responded. "He never laid a hand on me. He just found somebody better."

"If he left you for somebody else he's an idiot," Kyle remarked. "I am glad about him not being a punk though, because if I ever heard you yelling in here I would crash through that wall and fucking kill him."

"Oh my," Alice laughed, but when she looked up at Kyle the younger woman's chiseled face was hard and cold and definitely not smiling.

"Just the thought of a guy putting his dick in you makes me ill," Kyle said as she pulled Alice close to her. "You're too good for that."

***

"I feel so odd in here," Alice said as she wrapped her arms around herself even though the dressing room of the lingerie shop was quite warm.

"Relax," Kyle said. "And put your arms down. There's never been a woman in here with less reason to hide themselves than you do. Arms down. That's it."

Kyle smiled as Alice's pendulous breasts were uncovered, and in the mirror the older woman cringed at her reflection.

"Talk about out of proportion," Alice said with dismay as she looked at how her over-sized breasts looked on her skinny frame.

"You're perfect," Kyle said as she came around behind her lover and cupped her breasts, not caring when the young clerk came from behind the curtain to measure Alice and saw her groping her.

"Let me get some measurements here," the mousy girl said, and when asked to lift her arms Alice did so while her face burned with embarrassment when she saw the girl do a double take upon seeing the sparse spray of red hairs that were exposed when her arms were raised.

Alice squirmed as the girl wrapped the tape around her breasts several times, both high up under her arms and around the fullest part of her bosom while Kyle looked over from the side.

"Quite a rack she's got on her, huh?" Kyle cracked while Alice tried not to make a face. "What size is she?"

"Uh - appears to be a 32D, or perhaps a double D or E," the clerk said after removing the tape measure from around Alice. 

"You have that style I liked in stock?" Kyle asked.

"We probably have it in 32D, but the larger cup sizes we have to special order," the frazzled clerk said. "It's unusual that a slender woman would be so busty. Let me check."

As the girl scurried away Alice shook her head in dismay.

"Who are you trying to embarrass more, me or her?" Alice asked.

"She's enjoying it, playing with your tits like that. I saw the way she was brushing up against them."

"Don't be silly," Alice told her lover as the clerk returned with a sexy under-wire bra that was designed to make a woman look even more bosomy than she was.

"Is this the 32D?" Kyle wanted to know, and when the clerk nodded Kyle added, "Poor woman was wearing a 34C when she came in. Oh, that one won't do either."

"No, I suggest we order the 32 in both DD and E, and the lady can come in and we can try them both on her," the clerk said after undoing the too-tight harness.

"Sounds like a plan," Kyle said.

"You mean I have to go through this again?" Alice asked Kyle when the clerk went over to the counter.

"Love to show my woman off," Kyle said.

"You aren't the one standing her half-naked," Alice said. "How would you like it?"

"I would,"

"Miss?" Alice said to the departing clerk. "Do you have something nice for my lady friend here? I'll buy."

Alice stifled a grin when she saw the look on the girl's face when not only didn't Kyle flinch but simply unzipped her windbreaker and pulled it off before peeling the skin-tight tank-top off as well.

"Sure," Kyle said as she faced the clerk and raised her arms, but the poor girl looked like a deer in the headlights when she started to try and get the tape around Kyle's massive chest.

"Uh - I - um - let me get the owner," the girl stammered. "She's more experienced and..."

"Next time," Kyle said as she picked up her tank-top and pulled it back on, which made the clerk breathe an audible sigh of relief.

Out in the car, Alice shook her head and playfully admonished Kyle for making the girl all flustered like that and suggested Kyle had intimidated the poor thing.

"I'm not sure she knew I was a woman up until then," Kyle snickered, and when Alice agreed she said nothing because while Kyle looked a bit more feminine at the mall than usual she still looked - well - mannish to Alice. "Probably still doesn't."

"That made me horny though," Kyle admitted. "Watching that chick drool on your tits."

"What doesn't make you horny?" Alice asked.

"You have a point, but you love it don't you?" Kyle suggested.

"Yes," Alice said, and over the last 4 days while she had become pretty much a puppet of Kyle's she did enjoy it.

"Going to have some fun tonight," Kyle informed Alice. "Going to do something different."

"Oh-oh."

"Relax. You'll love it," Kyle assured her lover as they pulled into the apartment complex parking lot. "Dump your stuff off at your place and we'll go to mine. That's where the toys are."

"Toys?" Alice asked as she got out of the car, and as she walked through the lot and up the steps she wondered whether anybody was watching and wondered if anybody realized the two were a couple.

Middle aged Alice and the young Amazon Kyle who was old enough to be her daughter, with Alice looking very feminine and dainty and Kyle walking stridently with her windbreaker ties around her waist and her shoulders and chest bulging out of her tank-top. Alice shuddered at what people might be thinking.

They entered Alice's apartment to let her drop off the things she had bought off before heading next door, where Alice could only wonder what awaited her.

"Maybe we'll lift some iron," Kyle mused while giving Alice's arms a squeeze though the blouse.

"Are my biceps getting bigger?" Alice giggled about the few times they had lifted weights together.

"Getting there," Kyle said. "I just want to get you to work up a sweat before I fuck you."

"What?" Alice asked, but the door chime cut her off, and after she went to the door she shuddered at who was there when it opened.

"Edward?"

"Hi Alice," her ex-husband said. "It's Saturday. remember I was going to give you the papers to sign for the sale of the house?"

"Oh yes. Sorry. It slipped my mind," Alice said. "Come in. Things are still a bit of a mess."

"Looks fine to me," Edward said, and as he entered he jumped when he saw Kyle. "Oh. Sorry. Didn't know you had company."

"Oh yes. Edward, this is my friend Kyle," Alice said as Kyle stood in the doorway of the bedroom, hanging from the door jam in her usual Rocky Balboa pose, and while Alice was a bit put off at her ex-husband seeing Kyle she was amused when she saw his reaction as the two exchanged curt nods.

"I'll be next door waiting for you babe," Kyle said as Edward handed Alice the papers and she put them on the table.

"Uh - okay," Alice said, and after Kyle left and Alice started to sign the papers her former husband cleared his throat and spoke.

"Uh - who was - uh - that?" he said while pursing his lips slightly while giving her that superior look of his. 

"Kyle."

"I meant, what was it, a he or a she?" he snickered.

"Is that your idea of humor?" Alice asked.

"No, just curious."

"Kyle is a woman. Very much a woman," Alice informed him.

"And you two are..."

"We are none of your business," Alice said. "No more than you and Iris..."

"Irene," Edward corrected.

"Whatever. Here's the papers. I'm assuming my half of the proceeds will be forthcoming?"

"The lawyer will disperse it ASAP," Edward said while Alice herded him toward the door.

"Fine."

"You know, I have to admit that this is another side of you," Edward said as Alice followed him out and locked the door from outside. "An interesting side I didn't know about."

"It's a side I didn't have until you dumped me," Alice replied. "Now if you'll excuse me, Kyle is waiting for me."

"Have fun," Edward said as he turned to go down the steps.

"That's one thing I don't have to worry about," Alice cracked as she took the few steps to Kyle's door, which was ajar.

"So that's him?" Kyle said after Alice came in the apartment, and as she leaned the older woman against the inside of the door she took the back of her scalp in her fist. "You know, you pissed me off back in there."

"Why?" Alice asked.

"Friend? Thought I was more than that."

"You are. I just didn't - was kinda caught off-guard," Alice said.

"Lucky you sort of set him straight out there in the hall," Kyle said in a calmer tone. "He figure it out?"

"Yes."

"Did he like it?"

"No."

"Good. Now let's get into the bedroom," Kyle said as she brought the older woman into the sparely furnished room where she instructed Alice to strip down.

"Are you mad at me?" Alice asked.

"I'm more horny than mad," Kyle said as she peeled off her clothes and fiddled with a belt of some kind.

"What are you doing?" Alice asked as she stood naked next to the bed.

"Getting ready to fuck you," Kyle remarked while she pulled on some kind of harness, and after she had hooked it up she held out two penis shaped objects for Alice to look at. "Which one of these looks most like Eddie's thing?"

"Oh, that one," Alice said in pointing to the smaller dildo, and with that Kyle tossed that one in the corner and attached the larger one to the harness.

"Are you going to..."

"That's right," Kyle said as she went over to her older lover and grabbed her by the back of the head. "Warm me up babe."

"Too bad Eddie wasn't here to see this," Kyle remarked as she pushed Alice's face under her arm. "Lick my pits good for me babe. Suck them clean before I fuck you silly."

A few minutes later Alice was pushed down into the unmade bed while Kyle climbed between her thighs and rubbed the lubricated cock up and down the lips of her sex before easing the head in.

"Omigod it's big," Alice moaned as the fat tool pushed inside of her, and her hands came up onto her lover's ripped shoulders to slow down the advance of the rubbery 8" tool. "Don't hurt me."

"Never," Kyle said as he leaned forward. "You don't hurt me and I won't hurt you."

Alice's legs were spread wide as Kyle thrust this strap-on into her fast and hard, and after she got used to the size of the tool Alice began to enjoy being pounded into the sheets.

Holding onto Kyle's arms, the sweat that wasn't raining all over Alice was making the chiseled biceps slippery. The older woman came while her back arched off of the bedding, and then Kyle was pulling the apparatus out of her pussy and yanking the belt off while knee-walking up the mattress.

"Yeah!" Kyle snarled after straddling Alice's face and rubbing her hairy pussy over Alice's mouth and nose while hanging onto the headboard like a cowgirl riding.

Soon Kyle was cumming and as she did Alice was being deluged by the fluids exploding out of Kyle's sex, gasping and choking while the younger woman screamed and howled.

After the incredible orgasm finally ended Kyle lifted her sex off of Alice's flushed and dripping face and pulled her thigh around before settling in next to Alice.

"You okay baby?" Kyle asked as she pulled a stray hair off of Alice's cheek before kissing her. "Was it good for you?"

"You know it was," Alice smiled. "It always is."

"That's my girl," Kyle said as she snuggled next to Alice and nuzzled under her arm. "Mmmm... you smell nice. Nice and natural."

"Anything for you honey," Alice said as she shivered from the touch of Kyle's tongue, and as she looked up at the ceiling fan whirling silently above them she wondered when she had ever felt so loved before.

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