2 comments/ 236992 views/ 5 favorites Purple Panties By: Conan_T_Barbarian David's troubles began shortly after he constructed a cedar divider to divide his back deck from that of Linda, his landlady's. It was shortly after that when Linda's friend Maggie, a fairly large but pleasant older woman arrived for a weeks visit along with her 30 year old daughter Ellen. David had never paid particular attention to the comings and goings in Linda's house and was constructing the screen more out of a selfish interest in his own privacy than anything else, but Ellen immediately caught his attention. Though her body was trim from endless hours in the gym, and her short blonde hair accentuated the attractive styles in clothes that she wore, it was her somewhat haughty attitude that, for some reason, attracted him more than anything else. The afternoon before their departure, David was invited over for coffee and as the four sat around the large glass-top table in Linda's den, gazing through the two pair of large glass paned doors that opened up onto the deck, David's beautiful cedar screen had been a large topic of conversation and the older ladies lavished praise on both it's beauty and David's helpfulness. "While we're all here I think there's something else we should discuss." said the daughter Ellen. Her tone was still pleasant, but her demeanor had changed lending something ominous to the statement. David had no idea how ominous. "And what might that be Dear?" Ellen's mother asked her "Well. I know Dave here is being touted as Linda's guardian angel and pretty much the lord high protector of her estate, but before we get to far carried away, I think everyone should know that his intentions are not exactly as platonic as they're made out to be." Dave's pulse quickened and he furtively glanced around the table. "What on earth are you talking about Ellen?" asked Linda in a low quizzical tone as she leaned forward to replace her teacup in it's saucer. Ellen turned her head slightly and glared a Dave for a few seconds through narrowing eyes. "Why don't we ask him?" she said through a forced smile. "Dave, why don't you tell Linda and my mother what you are really doing with that beautiful cedar screen that they're raving about?" Dave felt the three pair of eyes burning into him and his cheeks flush. He wanted desperately to portray his innocence but he felt his body betraying him. He could only manage a half-shrug and a pitiful expression that exhibited more pain than piety. "Come on Dave," continued Ellen, "tell us about the camera you have mounted between those planters which looks straight through the top slat of Linda's bathroom window." Both Linda and Maggie gasped and their mouths fell agape as they leaned forward eyes swinging from David to Ellen and back. Dave knew he was at the critical point. He gathered his resources and prepared to proclaim his innocence. As he started to rise to with the intent of loudly declaring both his innocence and insult then making a quick and stormy exit, Ellen cut him off at the knees almost hissing "Sit down...or you'll be sleeping in the streets tonight." As she slid a picture across the table towards him. The picture, obviously taken with a digital camera and enlarged to a full page, was a bit dim, but it was clear that even without picking it up, he was readily identifiable caught in the act of placing his palm sized video recorder between the planters in the screen. He sank deflated back into the chair and stared at the picture. "With this gross violation of privacy, Linda could have you evicted in hours, and of course all three of us still retain the right to sue you." said Ellen sliding the picture from under his gaze and towards Linda. Maggie, who had been staring at the picture on the table seemed to come out of her trance at this. "All three of us? Why on earth would all three of us sue, it's Linda's house?" "Oh please, Mother, you don't think this pervert put the camera up there to only take pictures of Linda do you? We're all victims here." "Oh my Goodness, you don't...you couldn't possibly mean..." Maggie stared at her daughter, her mouth falling slightly agape again. She glanced at David briefly then back to Ellen, "You don't...but how do you know.." David saw the older woman's embarrassment and confusion and seized the opportunity. "Yes, how do you know?" he asked forcefully Ellen seemed taken aback. Caught off guard by this sudden offensive, she sat a bit straighter in her chair and began to reach for the picture. "You don't know anything," he continued more forcefully seeking to exploit his initiative, "you don't know there were any pictures at all taken let alone who they would be of if there had." Maggie pulled back from the table a bit seeming a bit frightened of this sudden assault, she glanced at her daughter then at Linda then back to her daughter. She was caught in a conundrum. She didn't want to see her daughter beaten and verbally abused, but it would be worse if she were right, wouldn't it? She looked back at her friend for some sort of indication. Linda sat pensively at the end of the table opposite David. Her hands were folded on the table and her eyes were stern as she took in the spectacle, exuding to the casual spectator the image of an impassive judge, but her chest had begun to heave slightly beneath her black flowered summer dress, and had her friend examined her closely she might have seen the ever so slight hint of a smile at the corners of her mouth. "So let's knock off all the 'victim' crap." Said David with heavy sarcasm on the word 'victim'. He was gaining momentum and he could sense victory. "There's nothing here but a grainy picture of me putting a camera on that divider. There's no way anyone can tell where it is aimed, and for all the police know I was worried about prowlers on the back deck and set up a security system." Ellen seemed to have gathered herself. The picture lay abandoned on the table and she was still sitting straighter in her chair but by her expression she had clearly composed herself. David took no notice; it was time for decisive action. "Next time you're going to accuse someone of something illegal, I suggest you have a bit more than Photoshop as proof." Then turning to the other ladies he said in a more contrite tone "I'm sorry for the inconvenience and the misunderstanding ladies. Now if you'll excuse me." "You're going to be sorry for a lot more than that." Growled Ellen David had managed to stand this time, but he was still in front of his chair, and the tone of Ellen's voice made the door seem even farther away than it had before. "Do you know how stupid you are?" shot Ellen cocking her head with an air of superiority. "No, why don't you..." "You forgot to cover the recording light on the camera." She snapped. David's heart sank. He realized that he had indeed forgotten to place electrical tape over the red LED on the front of the camera that illuminated whenever it was recording. After seeing Maggie and Ellen arrive the previous week and his subsequent sightings of Ellen in Linda's bathroom through the course of his originally innocent woodworking project, he had had been so intent on getting the camera in place that he had forgotten to place the electrical tape over the light. He had intended to, he even had the piece cut, but as he had been positioning the camera, Ellen herself had entered the bathroom. Standing on a foot-ladder with his head at the top of the wall, gave him the vantage point of being able to see through the two ventilation slats above the translucent brick windows. The entire bathroom wasn't visible through the slats, but the bathtub, shower, toilet, and the area between was unobstructed. When David first saw this, he disregarded it. He wasn't much of a voyeur, and there was only Linda there at the time anyway. He liked his landlady immensely, but she was pushing 60 and all the sag that came along with that age was evident in her matronly features. It was only after Ellen arrived last week that the idea of a camera had struck him. The thought of seeing this shapely blond finally reveal her succulent breasts encased in the thin purple material of the bra that always seemed to only barely restrain them, was more than enough to propel him into the voyeuristic world. As Ellen had entered the bathroom and turned on the water in the tub, he had rushed to emplace the camera, regrettably without the tape. "So you can lose the tone." Ellen continued, "Not only were you recording, I can testify to when and who you were recording." "Is this really....was I...Oh my." stammered Maggie, who was now flushed and obviously overwhelmed by what she was learning. "Yes Mother, I'm sorry, but it's true. He did tape you. And you Linda, he's taped all three of us but since it is your house, I think the question remains, what do you want to do?" Linda, who seemed to be taking this all in stride, stared at her coffee for a few moments seemingly unaware that all eyes were on her waiting for a response. Then she gently laid the spoon down and looked up at David who now overridden with guilt was completely humiliated. "I do hate to lose a good tenant." She began softly "he has been so helpful but I simply can't have him peeking through windows and what not while I'm in all states of undress. I know he is still a growing young man, and his urges get the best of him. Punishment is usually the best cure for that sort of thing, but I hate to see his life ruined by a police record." "Linda, I'm sorry." Pleaded Dave "I'll do what ever you think best, but I'd like to stay." "He does look pretty sorry about it." Chimed in Maggie "Maybe the embarrassment is enough of a punishment." "Don't be ridiculous Mother." Snapped Ellen "He's sorry now, but as soon as the embarrassment of being caught wears off, he'll be right back at it and then it will be just Linda by herself to deal with it. No it needs to be dealt with now, and severely." The last words were added with particular venom while she looked David directly in the eye. "What do you think would be appropriate Ellen." Asked Linda calmly Ellen leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table, staring at David through narrowing eyes while she considered this. "Mother," she finally started "do you remember what Daddy did when you caught me smoking. "Oh yes Dear. I felt so bad for you, but you were only 12 and you had to learn." "What did he do Ellen?" asked Linda "He made me smoke cigarettes as fast as I could, one after another. I was halfway through the fifth one when I got sick." "Oh it was terrible." Said Maggie "I felt so terrible." "Well It worked Mother. I haven't smoked since. The thought nauseates me." "What are you suggesting Dear?" asked Linda Ellen looked at David for a few seconds, then she pushed her chair away from the table, stood and walked around the table. Standing between her mother and Linda, she leaned over and began whispering to them. Linda and Maggie listened intently as Ellen laid out her plan. David could hear her whispers but not make them out. Suddenly Maggie pulled back from the huddle "Oh I couldn't possibly." She gasped. "Oh yes you could Mother." Came Ellen's stern reply "In fact you...." Her voice lowered again to where David couldn't make out the words. As David watched, Linda nodded slowly and continuously, her eyes focused on the table in front of her but occasionally glancing up at David her face showing no emotion and giving no acknowledgement of his presence, then back to the table. Maggie, who had regained her composure, now listened intently and smiled from time to time. As the meeting wore on, the smiles grew bigger and more frequent and just as the meeting broke, she let out a loud giggle before she caught herself and put on a willfully stern expression as the trio turned their attention to David. Ellen stood with her hands on hips and glared at him. Maggie shifted in her seat and appeared to be working hard to keep her stern expression. Linda, her hands still folded on the table, cleared her throat and began to address David. "You have a decision to make right now young man." She began. "We are willing to forgo the eviction and police under one condition." "Which is?" David asked, dreading what he was going to hear. "For the next 24 hours you must do exactly what any of the three of us tell you to without hesitation or reservation." "What would you have me doing?" "There's only one way you're going to get the answer to that question, but know this. You will feel every bit as violated as the three of us have, and more so. If you agree, by this time tomorrow, you will have no inclination to violate anyone's privacy ever again, most of all a woman's" David, knew he had no options, and worse, these three women knew it too. "I'll do it." He said meekly "What did you say?" roared Ellen "I'll do it" he repeated louder. "You'll do precisely as we say," asked Linda softly holding a hand up to stifle Ellen "Without hesitation?" "And if you fail to comply, even once, you will pack your things and leave immediately?" Linda looked at him with a lowered head and raised eyebrows. Ellen stood with hands on hips and looked at him down her nose, while Maggie, seemingly barely able to contain herself shifted in her seat and looked to be holding her breath waiting for his answer. "Yes." "All right then, let's get started. Ellen." Ellen walked around the table to him. Placing and index finger beneath his chin, she raised his face to look directly into it. "First," She said, "You must learn how to address us properly. To you, I am 'My Lady', my mother is "Madam', and Linda is 'Mistress' do you understand?" "Yes" Ellen's fingernail dug sharply into the underside of his chin as she glared at him "Yes, My lady" he corrected himself "Better." Said Ellen "Now I want you to tell us what you did while you watched the video you took of us. Lie to us and it's over right now." David's face flushed. He couldn't believe what he was going to have to admit to these women, but he knew he was trapped. They knew the truth, or suspected it anyway and wanted him to admit it. "I masturbated" he said meekly "Louder" He looked up catching Maggie's gaze "I masturbated." He said loudly "Did you make yourself cum?" "Yes, Mistress" He replied slightly shocked that Linda would use that phrase "Which one of us were you watching when you came?" "You, My Lady" "Of course it was." Said Ellen with mock sympathy "I know how much video you took of who, that little red light can be seen not only from the bathroom, but also from the spare bedroom where that picture was taken from. You see Ladies I was trying to figure out what that light was and what was making it come on. After a couple of days I realized that it only came on when someone was in the bathroom and after I discovered what it was I thought back to when it was on and off." Her story was plausible but David kept getting the feeling he was missing something. Ellen continued "I noticed that it didn't stay on very long at all when it wasn't me in the bathroom and even when it was it didn't stay on all the time." Then looking David directly in the eyes, she slowly unbuttoned her white blouse saying "But I noticed that it was on whenever I had this on and the matching panties" With that she opened her shirt revealing the purple bra. In a sense, David was relieved. She had deduced his fetish and since he was paying the piper anyway he simply stared at Ellen's beautiful purple garbed orbs which swayed and bobbed as she continued to speak "You see? Look at him. It's as though he's hypnotized by them. As long as the bra and panties were on, the light was on wasn't it? "Yes My Lady." "And that's what you were watching in the video when you masturbated and came isn't it?" "Yes My Lady." "Then show us." "I...I Uhhh..My Lady?" "You heard me. Show us. Stand up, take your clothes off, and masturbate until you cum. Here they are, so close you could touch them if I'd let you." She said squeezing her breasts together through the purple bra in front of his face. Slowly, he unbuttoned his shirt. The hint of a smile grew slightly on Linda's face and the tip of Maggie's tongue wetted her slightly parted lips briefly. He slid the shirt off then kicking his shoes off, he stood and unbuckled his belt. The socks came off with the pants and he stood before them in his boxers. He looked at Ellen as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband dropped his boxers and stepped out of them. He heard a slight gasp from Maggie as his cock swung free, and there was no mistaking the smile on Linda's face now. To David's surprise, what should have been an uncomfortable situation was actually exciting him. The luridness of the scrutiny made him swell rapidly and before he sat back down, he was fully erect. As David leaned back in the chair, his cock stood rigid and pulsed with his rapidly increasing heart rate. He wrapped his hand around it and began to slowly stroke. "This is it isn't it?" she continued "this is what makes you lose control. The mere thought of these bra and panties turns you into an animal. This is what you almost lost your apartment for." David's eyes were glued to her tremendous breasts. The softness of the underside of them encased in purple satin; the cleavage which intensified when Ellen pushed her breasts together. She stood with hands on hips in front of him her legs apart. His eyes lavished the scene. The purple satin pressed smoothly over her Venus mound. The speed of his masturbation had been increasing as this show progressed, and now his hand was a blur as it flew up and down his cock. She was facing away from him, running her hands over her creamy taut ass where he could see the purple satin G-string appear from between her cheeks. David felt the churning of his impending orgasm and his body grew taut. He arched his back slightly prepared to ejaculate over his chest and stomach. Ellen, who had been watching over her shoulder suddenly wheeled. The word "Stop" thundered in his ears. His arm twitched as he struggled to obey. He was in agony. Another three seconds his mind screamed. His hips bucked as he involuntarily sought the release he so desperately needed. Ellen slapped his hand away and his cock stood rigid between them pulsing and throbbing. Large globules of precum dribbled down the topside of his cock as his eyes pleaded with her. "You want to cum so badly, you can't think of anything else can you?" Ellen taunted him "Yes My lady." Ellen reached out and firmly grasped his cock. His hips bucked as he tried to gain his orgasmic release and she quickly slapped the head of his cock with her other hand. The pain was excruciating but as he winced he realized it was not altogether unpleasant. She began to stroke slowly. "Now to make matters worse, you made me tell Linda and my mother that it was only me you found attractive, that they don't excite you, that you wouldn't want to look at them while you were jerking off." His body tensed and she stopped moving her hand. His cock throbbed and another globule of pre-cum rolled off the now nearly purple head. "Do you know how that makes them feel?" "No My La...I mean yes...please..I'm sorry..My Lady." "Don't tell me your sorry, I'm not the one you insulted, and don't tell them either. Your words don't mean anything anymore. Show them your sorry." "Yes My lady, I mean.. How?" Ellen looked over her shoulder at Linda who smiled broadly and slowly stood. Ellen moved behind David so they were both facing the table with Linda at the far end. Ellen's hand began to stroke his cock again slowly. Purple Panties "Her mouth now next to his ear, she said, almost whispering "Look at her. She is a woman who has experienced and given more pleasure than you could ever conceive." Linda began to unbutton her dress exposing her deep cleavage. "Those full breasts have suckled men for years," whispered Ellen "with her nipples hardening to their tongues." The dress fell from Linda's shoulders exposing a massive white bra which held back her gargantuan mammaries. Her belly had a roll to it but there was something sensuous in the way it stretched her large white panties tightly to her mound. "Those hips have felt the strong grip of masculine hands as her sex controlled the ebb and flow of passions you have never felt, and squeezed out of men what they thought they were incapable of." David's body tensed again, and again the stroking stopped. Linda began to walk around the table towards them. His cock throbbed. His eyes riveted to Linda as she seemed to float towards him. "And you" the monologue continued "callously cast her aside, in favor of purple panties telling her all she has left are memories and her own devices, that she will never again be able to coax the rapture from a man, or feel the pulsing of their desire or the perspiration of their exertions." Linda stood before him. Gazing at him with her eyes locked on his, she reached behind her and deftly released the hooks of her bra. David gasped and his cock twitched as she shook it from her shoulders freeing her massive pendulous breasts. Their heaviness caused them to sag and spread apart slightly, but the areolas were large and the visibly hardened nipples were upturned. "She wanted nothing more than to again stoke the fires of lust in a man and to let it feed the flames of her own passion, but you doused those desires every time she saw that red light go out." Ellen's hand was no longer on his cock, but he still felt the impending explosion at the base of his cock now slick with pre-cum as it continued to roll intermittently from the bulbous head. As she whispered in his ear from behind, he felt her hands travel the length of his arms. He was slightly aware of something being wrapped around his wrist and he felt the tautness and restriction as his arms were pulled slightly behind him and immobilized. He was only slightly aware of this though as his eyes remained riveted to Linda's form as she moved her hands firmly over her breasts. She slowly slid her hands down her belly, her fingers pointing towards the clearly growing dampness at the cleft of her creamy thighs. As the fingers passed over the waistband of the panties, the index fingers passed inside then her hands slid outward along her hips. As Linda drew the white satin over her hips and legs, David felt his cock twitch and throb in earnest, now convinced that a mere touch would send him over the edge. "Look at her." came the whisper again "Look at the passion you cast aside. Now show her you're sorry. Look at her and imagine what she could do for you. A few quick strokes with those long fingers, a swirl with that tongue." Linda knelt in front of him and began to lean forward her mouth growing ever closer to his straining cock. "Think of it, that warm tongue gliding up the bottom side of your cock. It swirls around the head and then you are suddenly drawn into the warm slickness, it retreats and you feel the coolness of her saliva, then it draws you in again. David strained in his chair, Linda's mouth just millimeters from the head of his pulsing cock. "Think of it." Warm breath blew across the hypersensitive tip. His cock twitched and pulsed, his hips bucked. He felt the eruption build from deep inside, racing up the throbbing base and exploding from the head. The first stream caught Linda on her cheek and the second below her chin. The subsequent blasts were caught between her breasts as she had grabbed the chair behind David's shoulders and pulled herself half-standing over him. Spent, he closed his eyes to gather himself. He couldn't believe it. It had been coaxed from him without a pussy, without a mouth, without so much as a touch from her hand. "That's how you show you're sorry young man." "Yes mistress." "Well done" came the whisper again "now close your eyes." When he had complied, he felt a blindfold being placed over his eyes and being secured behind his head. "Rest up," whispered Ellen. "It's almost time for the purple panties." David could hear the whispers of the three women again and as he waited for whatever was in store for him next, he tried to go over in his mind how he had ended up in this predicament, if that was indeed what it was. The intensity of what had just happened to him was too much though for him, and the thoughts dissipated as soon as he had formed them. With the blind fold, it was impossible for David to tell how long he had been asleep. It was the whisper that had woken him. "I said, are you ready?" "Yes My Lady" he replied. "I don't know why you're so attracted to the purple bra and panties, but we've decided that if you promise to apologize to my mother as well as you did Linda, not only will you get to see the bra and panties again, you get to fuck what's underneath them." David's cock stirred again. As he tried to shift his position a bit for a little more comfort, he felt the dried cum on his chest and stomach cracking and he could see Linda standing over him again with his cum dripping off her pendulous breasts. His cock was now throbbing again. "Do you promise?" "Yes My Lady, I'll apologize to Madam as well as I apologized to my Mistress." "Then imagine the objects of you desires." said Ellen her voice coming from in front of him now. "Those perfect heavy tits wrapped in that silky purple satin, yearning to be touched, to be cupped, and caressed." David's cock strained and throbbed. "Think about the mound covered by those purple silk panties, growing darker with dampness in anticipation of being pummeled by your prick. Imagine the touch of the silk being wrapped around you cock, stroking you, seconds before you enter that pussy you've dreamed about." The words cascaded upon him and brought him to a level of excitement he though unattainable let alone twice in the same day. "Have you imagined it?" "Yes My Lady." And he had, not that he needed to. He had visualized relentlessly ravaging this haughty bitch for over a week and now he was going to get his chance. "Then prepare yourself, it waits before you." He strained at his bonds, his cock twitching and bobbing in front of him. He felt a hand working the blindfold, and tugging at his arms. "Are you ready to ravish you fantasy?" "Yes, Yes my Lady I'm ready." "Then do it. Release him." He felt the bindings drop from his wrists and he swung his arms forward reaching and the blindfold was pulled away. Before him was not Ellen, but her mother, standing before him, feet spread and her arms out, beckoning him. Her huge breasts were perfectly encased in a larger version of the same purple bra her daughter sported. Even though he hadn't anticipated this and foolishly let his lust for Ellen carry him down this path, he saw the apprehension in Maggie's eyes and knew he couldn't hesitate for even a second. He fell forward to his knees and wrapped his arms around her generous hips as he buried his face in her stomach. His hands explored her back as his mouth began working his way up to that silken restraint. He felt Maggie's hands on the back of his head as he greedily sucked the silky orb into his mouth. His hands slipped lower, and although the panties were purple silk like her daughters, they were not G-string and his ands glided over the seemingly massive expanse of silk covering her voluminous ass. In explicably, he felt his cock throb and twitch at full capacity between them. Her hand grabbed it and she whispered in his ear "I don't need the tenderness and respect, I need this, quickly." He dropped back to his knees, with Maggie following suit. Still suckling her through the purple silk, he maneuvered her to her back on the carpet. Positioned between her legs, he raised himself up on his knees and reached for the waistband of the panties. "Just do it." She pleaded. Her chest was heaving and her tummy rippled. She squeezed him with her legs in a vain attempt to mash her thighs together. "Just pull them aside and do it..hard." With one hand, he pulled the crotch of her panties aside and balancing with his other hand he lowered himself to her probing with his cock head. He felt Maggie's hand grab his cock and guide him to her. He released the panties, and supported his full weight with his arms as he drove into her. Maggie gasped as he bottomed into her and thrust her hips up to meet him. He gathered speed, thrusting harder and harder into her and she continued to match his force. She would arch her back and raise her hips and as they came together, those massive purple clad breasts bounced in unison and ripples ran up her belly. "That's it" she moaned. "That's what I needed. Oh yes, OH YES, That's it Oh Yes." She continued to match his speed and force, arching her back, thrusting her hips and screaming out to him for more. She was unmistakably the best fuck he had ever had and he was approaching his culminating point. "I'm sorry Madam, you're too much, I'm going to cum." "DO IT." She screamed "Do it HARD and cum all over me. Cum all over my tits and this bra." It was more than he could take. He hammered into her harder and faster than he had ever fucked in his life and as he felt the cum boiling up in the base of his cock, he pulled out, slid himself forward. His cum arced out oh his prick and landed perfectly across her right tit, the second fell a bit short across her belly, but he third and remaining blasts literally drenched the bra over her right tit before he collapsed in a sweating heap by her side. As he lay there semi-comatose, he saw Maggie out of the corner of his eye mouth the words "Thank you" towards Linda. Purple Panties The kids are all gone; the house is eerily quiet. Out the bedroom window i can see the fog, its still early. As I sink into the bed, I realize how cold the bed feels and I let a hand wander to find you. I am alone. As I try to stay warm I try to remember how long its been since I've touched you. I look out the window and notice your car, so I venture out to find you, my cool naked body wrapped in a blanket. I search the house and find you naked and asleep on the couch. On the floor there is a pair of lacy purple panties, still moist with the scent of a woman. I smile as my eyes look over you and I think of her. Who is she? What did you do to her? Did she make you cum the way I do? I softly run my fingers up your leg and I see the goosebumps rise behind them. I kneel between your legs, leaning over the couch slightly. With one long stroke of my wet tongue I lick just above your knee on the inside of your thigh all the way up until the softness of your cock brushes my cheek. You let out a deep breath, but I know you aren't quite aware of what I'm doing yet. I lick you just the same on the other leg, I can still smell her sweet cunt when my tongue tastes you so close to your cock. You stir a little again, and I smile. I slowly take your cock into my mouth. I suck all of you deep inside the wet warmth as my velvety soft tongue reaches out to slowly tickle the underside of your cock that is coming alive in my mouth all the while tasting the evidence of another pussy on your cock. I gently move my mouth up and down on your cock, up and down over and over. As your cock becomes stiff, you stretch and I look up to you and we lock eyes, you take a firm hold on a handful of my messy hair as your eyes roll back in pleasure. You use my hair to hold me still as you fuck my mouth with your hard cock. Over and over I feel the head of your dick hit the back o my throat. I can feel my clit swelling and beginning to throb. I cant help but think if you did this to her, did she shy away when you grabbed her by the hair and forced your cock down her throat? I reach my hand between my legs and feel how wet I am, thinking of her sucking your cock. I can't help but moan. I slowly begin to rub circles around my clit, I don't want to cum, but I can feel how close I am. I stop as you pull my mouth from your hard cock. With my hair wrapped tightly around your fist you pull my face to yours, I lean in to kiss you, but you pull me back slightly turning my head and softly lick my lips, I gasp. I've missed you. You loosen the grip on my hair and our lips finally touch. We sink into long slow kisses. Your tongue slips into my mouth as I lean into you even more, I want you. I need to feel you inside me. Your fingers. Your tongue. Your cock. You wrap your arms around me and pull me onto you. As I straddle you, your hands wander down my cool skin and run over my hips grabbing handfuls of my ass and you groan deeply. I sit up and lock eyes with you. A sly grin comes over your face as your hand runs from my neck to the low spot between my breasts, my breathing heavies and just the thought of our naked bodies together makes my nipples harden. you rise to lick them, softly at first on the right as your hand gently pinches and tugs on the left. I grab your hands and hold them down close to your head as I firmly kiss you again and again. I pull away just far enough to lick your cheek. I get to the soft skin just under your jaw close to your ear you can feel my breath on your neck, I lick you there first and then suck that little bit of skin and kiss you slowly making my way down your neck. Licking, sucking, kissing to your collar bone all the way across, but before I could start my journey down your torso, you playfully toss me across the couch and bury your face in my wet pussy. You lick my sweet wet cunt slowly with short lapping licks at first then a little faster a little rougher closer and closer to my clit. I moan running my fingers through your hair and pulling your face closer to me. I look down at you and ask if she moaned the way I do. You pause slightly between licks and give a little grin before burying your face again. You know my pussy so well, a little nibble here, a hard suckle there... and now finally a finger. I love the way you feel inside of me. As your tongue licks my clit faster and faster, your fingers rub my sweet spot. I can't help but move my hips faster and faster sliding my clit across your tongue. Without warning my legs close down around your head and my hand pushes your face hard into me as my pussy clenches... throbbing, i can't help but scream out as I cum all over your face. As I relax, your fingers slow to a stop inside me, I pull you up to me and suck your lip into my mouth and lick off all of my sweet pussy juice. I do the same to the other lip, lapping up all of me. The taste of my pussy on you is enticing. As my breathing slows back to normal you push my legs between yours and I ask if I taste better than her. You chuckle softly and tell me to open wide and stick out my tongue. You slap your cock on my wet tongue a few times and take my hair in your hand then you hold your cock steady with one hand as you slide my open mouth around it and fuck my throat again. As your cock stretches and hardens in my mouth you stop and stand. Stroking it, you tell me to kneel on the floor over the couch. You raise one of my legs up onto the couch to give you a full view of my swollen pussy. You say, tell me you want me to fuck you. And I do. I tell you how badly I want to feel your cock inside of me, I want to cum all over it, I want you to fuck me long and hard and slow. Make me scream. As you slide your hard cock into me you let out a groan, my tight pussy feels so good wrapped around you. You cradle my leg just under my knee to keep my leg steady up on the couch, I turn to see you and your hand reaches out for my throat. As I breathe slowly through your tight grasp, I whisper "did you fuck her like this?". You slow your rhythm slightly, almost a pause, and say "yes, I fucked her like this. Slow and steady. She loved it." I let out a moan, the thought of your cock fucking someone else only hours ago drives me wild. I slide my hand underneath us to my clit and let my two fingers trace circles around it again. I start to push back on you as you fuck me, we move a little harder, a little faster. You let go of my neck and spank my ass grabbing a handful and then letting go, leaving your mark. You grab my hair and pull my face to yours; we kiss passionately, I let out a moan as our tongues meet and twirl around each other. You lick my neck and I whisper "fuck me the way you fucked her. Fuck me. Make me cum again. Make me scream." Your hips pound into my ass, your cock moving in long hard strokes in and out of my pussy. My fingers playing with my clit faster and faster, your grip on my leg tightens and I whisper that I'm going to cum. Just as my pussy tightens around you, your cock stiffens and we cum together. I scream out and you turn my head into the couch to stifle my noise as you let out a deep groan. You slowly pump your cock into my pussy before you stop. I take a pillow from the couch and lay down right there on the floor. My worn red ass up in the air, you bend over and kiss me all the way up my back to my neck and whisper in my ear that no one will ever fuck like I do. And I ask you, not even purple panties? You let out a chuckle once more and say, you are the purple panties. You kiss me softly on my forehead as I drift off to sleep.......... Purple Panties Ch. 02 Chapter 2: The Prequel Had Linda's eyes been open, she would have been looking at the ceiling, but they weren't. Her eyes weren't merely closed, they were screwed tightly shut. Her face was drawn and intense as she was completely focused on her task at hand. More precisely, it was the task of her hands that she focused on. Her right hand was jammed deeply in the furry cleft where her thighs were clamped together rubbing her clit furiously, while her left was reaching around her thigh attempting to manipulate the 6 inch silver vibrator which was inserted rather precariously in her vagina. The faster she rubbed her clit, the more her thighs clamped together on her hand and the more difficult it was to maintain control of the vibrator, but soon Linda began to feel the fruits of her efforts as an orgasmic wave began to well up in her loins. As the waves crashed through her, the vibrator popped free, but she didn't seem to notice as she rolled to one side and continued to work her hand spasmodically as her muscles stiffened and relaxed and the orgasm continued to roll through her. As the swells of pleasure subsided, she rolled onto her back again and finally did open her eyes and stare at the ceiling. Her breathing slowed and her heartbeat was returning to normal as she realized that she was getting better at this through practice. She reached blindly with one hand and groped for the vibrator which was buzzing away independently somewhere under the sheets. She found her 6 inch companion, the gift that her friend Maggie had left for her upon her departure last week, and she knew that something wasn't right about the situation. It was a bit after 10:00 P.M., she was alone in her bed wearing a black teddy that clung tightly to her large frame in the places that you would imagine it would on a robust woman approaching her 60th birthday, but it's satin texture across her body made her feel good, sexy, and after all, it was only for her. She would soon be drifting of to sleep, and she knew that she would repeat the procedure in the morning, just as she had this morning, along with several abbreviated sessions in the bathroom during the day. There was no denying it, her sexuality had been reawakened, and after several years of dormancy, it had been re-ignited with a passion. She had been thrilled to see her old friend Maggie when she had arrived last week along with her daughter. Old friends from college, they had been able to maintain the type of relationship that seemed to pick up right where it had left off no matter how long the intervals between their visits. They had stayed up chatting, and giggling like sorority girls that first night into the wee hours of the morning long after Maggie's 30 year old daughter Ellen had bid them good night. The conversation had drifted from what had transpired in their lives over the 3 past years they had spent absent from each other, to the pleasant memories of good times in college and finally to love and heartbreak then and in the years since. Maggie had been widowed at roughly the same time Linda had divorced 7 years ago, and they had been alternating pillars of strength for each other through the trials that followed their respective tribulations. Their relationship had grown stronger as they each searched for their own respective identities in the absence of their husbands and even though they had grown increasingly independent, they had also become much closer than they had been in college. "I still miss Charlie, you know,' mused Maggie, "But I've actually come to terms with the his death, even started to enjoy the independence and freedom." "But?" coaxed Linda "I miss the sex." she had sighed "Oh Lord, I miss his cock." "Maggie!" "I'm sorry, I do." Exclaimed Maggie with a touch of contrition, "I've only had sex with a couple of other men in my life Linda, but I don't need much experience to know that that man could fuck." "Maggie" exclaimed her friend "You haven't talked like this since we were in college." There was a slight pause while Linda looked at the floor, then pensively; peering at her friend she asked "Was he really that good?" "He almost always made me cum Linda. We were fucking like rabbits 2 or 3 times a week right up until I lost him, and I tell you he never left me hanging. Even during those quickies, you know" she said peering at her friend out of the corner of her eyes. "When they slip it to you in the middle of the night and you don't really even know that you're getting fucked until he's almost done." "Yes." mused Linda with a reminiscent sight. "Even then, I'd wake up with his big cock pummeling my pussy from behind. I'd start pushing back into him and when he realized that I was awake, I'd feel him starting to tense up, his dick would get even harder and I knew he was ready to blow, but he would always get me there first." "How?" "Sometimes, he would reach around and diddle me and..." "Diddle you?" "Yeah diddle me, you know, finger my love button, my clit. No matter how hard he got, how close he was, he always held off until he felt my love muscles clamp down on his dick before he spewed his load into me, or on me." "On you?" asked Linda incredulously "Oh yeah," beamed Maggie "When he did me doggie style, every now and then he would pull out and shoot his cum all over my ass, even my back if he was excited enough." "Oh my God" Linda had exclaimed staring wide eyed at her friend. "You liked that." "Oh Sweetie, your Henry never did that to you?" Linda could do nothing but shake her head. "I loved it Honey, I could feel his warm love juice splatter on my ass then it would trickle down over my asshole and down to my pussy. Some times he would rub it into my ass like lotion. Then we would spoon until we fell asleep again and I would feel his dick getting soft again while it was pressed between my ass cheeks. In the morning, I would feel the dried cum cracking on my ass when I walked to the bathroom, and I would start getting wet all over again. Every now and then I'd brush my teeth and climb right back into bed, start stroking him until he was hard again, then climb on top and go at him while fingered me and squeezed my tits until I blew again." She had finished with a sigh and was staring into space. For a long moment there was silence until she continued. "I haven't had sex in 7 years Linda, How long has it been for you?" "A little over 5." Linda had told her?There was this guy who got me on the rebound right after the divorce. He was kind of a deadbeat, but the sex was pretty good, better than Henry anyway." "How's that?" "Well," said Linda looking pensively around before continuing "The actual sex,, you know the fucking was about the same, even though his thing, you know, his dick, was bigger, but that wasn't it." "What was it?" "Well, he used his tongue, you know, down there." "He went down on you?" "Well, yeah, if that's what you call it." "Was it good?" Linda had leaned back in her chair with a large smile as she remembered. "It was great," she mused "Henry had never done that to me and I never thought I was missing anything but when he started sucking on my uh..my.." "Your clit?" "Yes, my clit. Maggie, he would lick and suck it, and every now and then he would start pumping his tongue into my pussy, and...Wow...when I went over the top, I would squeeze his head with my legs and when he finally came up for air his face would be all wet. It was, well, wonderful." Maggie slid across the sofa a little closer to her friend. "Honey, I have gotten to be very adept at satisfying my own needs, but you know, after a while it just seems so superficial. I miss the human contact. I need the touch, the feel, the smell. I'm afraid if I'm left to my own devices too much longer, I may just lose may ability to... to." "To what Maggie?" "To respond to someone else I mean, I've been taking care of myself for so long, I'm afraid that I won't be able to respond to someone else's touch." "Oh Honey," said Linda sympathetically, "That's not going to happen, I mean, you're too young, you don't need to worry about anything like that for years." "It's been 7 years already, Linda, I don't think they're going to be lining up at the door anytime soon." "Well, Linda," started her friend, "I don't think...I mean there's...well..What do you mean you've been taking care yourself?" Maggie smiled at her friend's uncomfortable change of subject. She knew there was nothing that she could say, but she was just as certain that the new subject was going to prove just as uncomfortable for her, in the beginning anyway. "Honey," said Maggie soothingly placing her hand on her friend's knee, "Don't tell me that in the past 5 years, you've never taken care of your own desires?" "Well, I mean I've, you know, touched myself a bit, but I could never, you know seem to get it right." "You just need a little help Linda." "I need what?" Gasped Linda, leaning away from her friend. "A little help Dear," continued Maggie soothingly and unfazed by her friend's initial reaction, "Haven't you ever used any tools to help?" "Tools?" asked Linda furrowing her brow "What kind of too..Oh My..You mean...No, I could never, I mean I never..I wouldn't even know where to get...or even how to..." Maggie smiled at her friend, and patted her knee consolingly, stood and disappeared into the guest bedroom, leaving her friend flustered, confused and staring after her. Linda heard the zippers on a bag being worked and in a few minutes, Maggie returned with something in her hand that Linda couldn't make out. Maggie sat down next to her again, a little closer this time. She held out her hand and showed Linda the 6 inch silver vibrator that she had retrieved from her bag. "Oh my," gasped Linda "Where did you..." "You can get them through the mail or off the internet, but Ellen actually gave this one to me." "Ellen?" "Sure, just because she's younger doesn't mean that she doesn't have her own desires on her own schedule. Here," she said placing the vibrator in Lind'a hand "What do you think?" Linda accepted the tool as her friend called it, without really thinking, but her curiosity was piqued. The instrument felt heavy in her hand and the smoothness was somehow exciting to her, merely holding it caused a tingle in her loins that she had not felt in years. "How do you..I mean do you just..in and out, and that..does it? Linda asked quietly rotating the vibrator in her hand." Maggie reached over and twisted the base. Startled, Linda let out a little shriek and dropped the vibrator. She looked at it vibrating away on the floor in front of her and laughed nervously. She looked at her friend, unable to conceal her curious excitement, then reached to retrieve it. She held it by the base and wrapped her hand around the shaft. The tingling sensation brought a smile to her face and the thought of it pleasuring her was making her noticeably wet. "I'm still not sure what I would.." "That's what friends are for Sweetie," said Maggie rising and taking Linda's hand. Linda instinctively knew what was happening, and while she knew she should be shocked, her head was swimming and curiosity and excitement where overwhelming her as she stood and followed. Maggie led her to her own bedroom. When they reached the bed, Maggie faced her, held her face in her hands momentarily and smiled reassuringly. Maggie's hands slid down to Linda's shoulders then lightly over her massive breasts and to the buttons on her dress. "This is going to be amazing Sweetie," whispered Maggie "You're going to love it." Linda felt the buttons on her dress open as her friend stared into her eyes. The dress slipped from her shoulders and stacked at her feet revealing her large white bra and half-slip. Maggie stepped even closer and Linda could feel both her body heat and her friend's hands slide down her back and over her generous ass. As Maggie's thumbs hooked in the waistband of her slip Linda was suddenly apprehensive about her revealing more of her body to her friend, not because the thought didn't excite her, in fact it excited her too much. She was sure that her friend would see the large wet spot that was sure to be visible in the crotch of her panties and spreading. In fact, Linda was unsure if she had ever felt this wet before in her life. Maggie stooped to pull the elastic waistband over her friend's hips and down to her ankles. She knelt in front of her and helped her step out of her clothes, then placing her hands squarely over Linda's ample, naked ass, she pulled her to her and began kissing her stomach. Linda's head was spinning as she felt her friend's mouth and tongue kissing and licking a trail down her stomach. Maggie's hands gently grabbed her by the hips and directed her to sit on the edge of the bed as her friend's tongue trailed closer to the light down of her pubic bush. The thought that she should be repulsed crossed her mind, but disappeared quickly as she felt her juices trickling down the inside of her thigh. Her excitement was building rapidly as her friend of so many years, who had never touched in any way more erotic than a friendly hug or kiss on the cheek, provided the long absent sexual contact that she yearned for deep down. Linda felt Maggie push her knees farther apart as her tongue trailed down the inside of her left that, circled around the inside of her knee and made it's way back up towards her glistening pussy. Linda yearned for it to be plunged deep into her pussy, but it grazed the outer lips, circled around through her pubic bush above her clit, and began a journey down the inside of the other thigh. Linda's hips raised involuntarily attempting to make heavier contact with her friend's graceful wet touches. Finally, Maggie's mouth trickled back up Linda's thigh, grazed her outer lips again and suddenly licked slowly and deeply through the entire slit from just above her asshole, deep into her pussy, up and flicking firmly across her clit. Linda's hips bucked as she felt something akin to an electric shock as her friends tongue flicked rapidly back and forth over her clit. She felt her friend's hands on the insides of her thighs, then fingers spreading her lips wider apart then the tongue plunged into her soaking depths, retracted then plunged in again and again. The rhythm built faster as two fingers were now spreading her lips while her clit was being rubbed by two more. As Linda felt the welling of an orgasm deep inside her loins, the feeling that had been absent for so many years, she pushed her crotch harder against her friends face, trying to coax it faster lest it disappear as quickly as it arrived. Her hips bucked against her friend's face, but Maggie retracted just enough to maintain contact but only lightly. The bucks came faster and harder as Linda, desperately wanted to feel this long absent orgasm shake her body. The harder she tried, the more her friend frustratingly pulled away until she realized that Maggie wasn't even touching her save for a hand on her belly. Linda started to bring her own hand to her pussy to finish the job her friend had started only to feel her friend's hand push it away gently. As she bucked and writhed under her friend's hand, her eyes screwed tightly shut trying desperately to capture the elusive ecstasy that was so close, she felt something hard and stiff slip between her well lubricated pussy lips. In an instant she realized it was her friend's vibrator and she bucked harder and faster trying to draw it deep inside her. Her friend manipulated it at an agonizingly slow speed until it seemed that Linda couldn?t take it any more. She tried to cry out to her friend in frustration but it only came out as a whimper. She opened her eyes pleading with her friend, only to see her friend smiling as she watched her face. Maggie's expression changed slightly and Linda felt the her push the vibrator hard into her. She held it deep in her pussy momentarily then retracted it almost completely and drove it in again. Linda heard the sloppiness of her pussy juices slosh against her friend's hand as the tempo increased. Linda's orgasm was building again and her pussy muscles started to contract on her smooth plastic invader as it drove into her faster and faster. Linda felt her self on the edge of an apocalyptic explosion when the plastic instrument began vibrating sending what felt to be electric shocks through her. It touched her clit and her orgasm ripped through her body. Her thighs clamped together, her hips pushed up against her friend's vibrating hand, her pussy walls contracted, and she saw dazzling flashes behind her tightly shut eyes. The orgasmic waves rolled through her, her belly rippled, and her chest heaved as she clamped her thighs in rhythm with her pelvic thrusts. Then slowly, they subsided, the vibrating stopped and she lay back on the bed, hands at her side, knees apart, completely exposed to her long time friend. She looked at Maggie, and feeling her juices trickling down the crack of her ass. She said quietly, "I've got to get one of those." She pulled herself up on the bed laid her head on her pillow. Her friend laid down beside her and looked at her while she brushed a few stray hairs from her face. "Linda, will you help me with something?" Her friend asked quietly "Anything, Maggie, what do you need." "I need to feel what you just did Linda," explained her friend "but the excitement of the vibrator has worn off. I need it from a man. I need to get fucked, good and hard. I need to feel a hard cock driving into my pussy until I cum all over it, and it cums all over me." "I don't understand how I can help, Maggie." "Ellen tells me that you have a tenant, a young man." Linda lifted he head and looked at her friend. "Well, Yes." She replied "But I wouldn't know how to.." "Ellen gave me an idea." Said Maggie, "Listen..." That had been more than a week ago, and while the things that had transpired since under the scheme of Maggie's daughter had satisfied Maggie's desire, it had only awakened hers. The vibrator had become a larger and larger part of her daily life, and she was getting less and less satisfaction from it each time. Now she lay on her bed staring at her ceiling, thinking of the man's hard cock that had satisfied her friend, and it was only a few feet away from her right now. Purple Panties Ch. 03 Chapter 3: The Sequel Linda opened her eyes and looked at the clock again which read 1:15 A.M. "Damn," she thought, "An hour and 15 minutes." She had been laying in her bed, tossing and turning for an hour and 15 minutes and growing more frustrated by the minute. There was something inherently unfair here. She had been looking forward to hosting her friend Maggie and her daughter Ellen for the past week, and it had turned to pure ecstasy. Her friend had reawakened her long dormant sexuality, reacquainted her with sensations she thought she would never experience again. Carried away in the euphoria, Linda had been a willing accomplice in the scheme conjured up by Maggie's daughter to manipulate Linda's young tenant David into providing the raw sexual lust and energy her friend had so deeply desired. Vividly recalling David's young, lean body powering his stiff cock into her friend's sopping pussy, she had initially been ecstatic to see her friend's desires so completely satiated. Now, alone again she was left with her own renewed sexual energy and no means to satisfy it save the vibrator her friend had given her which she was using more and more, and satisfying her less and less. With a groan, Linda threw back the sheets and sat on the edge of the bed staring through the sheer curtains out the window. The grass was dimly illuminated by the light from David's bedroom window, all but a corner of which were hidden by the screen her young tenant had constructed on the back deck. When the light snapped off a few minutes later, Linda stood and walked to her window, her mind wandering. She wondered what he was doing in that apartment alone in the dark. She imagined him lying naked in his bed with visions of last week's liaison playing through his mind and slowly stroking that large cock to hardness. She closed her eyes and remembered what it looked like, rigid and throbbing, its velvety tip dancing in front of her face. It had been so close she could feel the body heat on her lips. So close she could have touched it with a flick of her tongue. Her hand touched her neck, remembering where his warm cum had splashed against her before she had felt it trickling down between her breasts. She closed her eyes and recalled the warmth of his fluid as it had rolled down her chest and collected on the strap between her bra cups. She had traced her finger through it and brought it to her lips, tasting his wonderful saltiness. She had yearned for that throbbing fountain of cum, longed to have him plow it into her long neglected pussy with the same intensity with which he had ravaged Maggie in those purple panties and bra. True, he hadn't expected Maggie in front of him when the blindfold had been pulled away, but it hadn't mattered, she was certain he had attacked that satin material on her friend with the same fervor and lust that he would have had they been on her daughter. Linda suddenly turned away from the window, snatched up the knee length silk robe from the foot of her bed and pulled it over her shoulders as she hastening from her bedroom without bothering to tie the sash. Walking quickly through her den and living room she was semi-conscious of the robe flowing out behind her. With only the moonlight streaming through the French doors, she was largely unconcerned with the way she looked in the black satin teddy she was wearing. Obviously intended for someone years younger, it fit tight over her rounded belly, and rode up a bit over her large ass, but she loved the way the satin felt over her body, and besides, it was just for her anyway. Linda's opened the door to the guest bedroom that Maggie and her daughter had used for the past week, and without turning on the light found her way to the hamper. Opening the top, she plunged her hands inside, searching for what she wanted only by touch. As her hands dug deeper through sheets and pillowcases without finding what she was looking for, her heart began to sink. As she pulled away the last pillow case, though, her fingers grazed the firm satin material of a bra cup and she exhaled deeply with a smile. Clutching the bra between 2 fingers, she dug deeper, and soon pulled from the hamper, the bra and panties that her friend had worn during that steamy liaison last week. Holding them up to the light of the window, she examined them and seeing where the material was darker on one of the cups of the bra, she traced her finger over it. The roughness brought a smile to her face as she knew she had found the remnants of David's orgasmic explosion over her friend's breasts. Looking over her shoulder quickly as though she expected that someone may be there, she tossed the bra and panties to the bed and hurriedly removed her robe. Quick flicks with her thumbs brought the straps of the teddy off her shoulders, and she slowly peeled it down her body until it fell in a heap at her feet. Her body shone white in the moonlight, and she couldn't resist slowly running her hands over her large breasts and nipples then down her belly and grazed her pubic bush briefly, before turning back to the bed. With a bit if a struggle and working by touch, she pulled the panties over her wide hips and worked the waistband a bit with her thumbs until they were as comfortable as they were going to get, then repeated the process with the bra. When she was satisfied, she turned to the full length mirror on the wall opposite the hamper. She was a bit larger than her friend, and the bra cups strained to suppress her large breasts. Her cleavage was more pronounced with the tightness, and it appeared that some of her breast was trying to escape from the side of the cups as well, but overall, she was pleased. Her belly spilled over her panties a bit, but the large expanse of silky material spread over her ass felt wonderful to her as she ran her hands over it. She pulled her robe back over her shoulders and began to walk back towards her bedroom. As she crossed through the den she had every intention of returning to her bedroom and re-enacting the scene she had witnessed between Maggie and David with her trusty vibrator. As she crossed through the den again though, she caught her dim reflection in the glass of the French doors. Stopping and considering her image for a moment, she slowly held the robe open. She felt a dampness in her crotch, and she ran her fingers over the silky material covering her Venus mound. Her hand trailed up over her belly again, cupped her breasts, and felt the stiffness of the stain left on the cup. Then, watching her dim reflection in the window, she watched herself do something that she would have been incapable of only a week before. Wetting a finger in her mouth, she rubbed it over the darkened material on her breast until she felt the roughness smooth, then she returned the finger to her mouth. She tasted the slight saltiness on her finger, and her eyes closed. Her breaths got deeper, as she recalled watching David pull his glistening prick from her friend's pussy. She saw the intensity on his face which had turned to pure ecstasy as his massive spurts of pearly cum had drenched Maggie's breasts and belly. She opened her eyes and stared at the French doors again. It was so unfair. She had hoped to capture some excitement of that day digging out these bra and panties, and the rapidly increasing wetness between her legs was indicative of her success. While she had originally planned on returning to her vibrator, the thought of it now seemed so inadequate. Her friend had been ravaged beyond her wildest dreams wearing this underwear, and she was relegated to that pathetic plastic phallus and her own ministrations. It was beyond unfair, it was cruel; especially since that same large cock that had pummeled her friends pussy, was languishing in bed only a few feet away. Her heartbeat grew faster and her breaths deeper as she looked at the French door that led to the deck and the back yard. Almost involuntarily, she walked slowly to the door and gazed at the single key hanging on a small nail in the door frame. Had there been more light, her reflection would have revealed a noticeable dark spot growing from the crotch of her panties. Almost as an involuntary action, she reached for the door handle and with a small click opened the door. As she padded quietly over to the cedar screen, her nipples stiffened further from both her excitement and the cool night air. Standing on tip toe, she peered between the planter on the screen at her tenant's back door and bedroom window. She didn't expect to see anything, and she didn't but straining to hear any tell tale sign of activity, she thought she heard something, but strain as she might couldn't hear it again. She turned her head to hear better, but still nothing, and her calves strained from elevating her body. Dropping back flat-footed, her ear was next to the wood paneling of the screen and she knew she would hear nothing but her the pounding of her own heart. As she began walking as quietly as she could back towards the other end of the deck where the stairs led down to the back yard, she was barely cognizant of her actions. Driven solely by desire, she seemed to have no control of her trembling body. As she reached the French door, she paused, quickly reached inside and took the key from the nail, then continued around the deck to the yard. The grass was cool and damp on her feet as she passed quickly to the bottom of the steps leading up to David's back door. She stopped here, directly under David's bedroom window, and listened. Her heart was racing, and she struggled to control her ragged breathing. She brought a trembling hand to her mouth to trying to quiet her breaths. Then she heard it again, a rhythmic rustling that was growing faster and louder. Her mind whirled and her heart raced even faster. She realized that just as she had imagined, David was lying in bed stroking that wonderful cock. Her lust was overtaking her but she was petrified at the same time. Her mid was frozen with contradiction. She wanted to burst into his room before he reached his climax, but she was frozen with fear born of years of propriety. Suddenly she realized that she was no longer at the bottom of the steps, but at the top and she watched herself unbelievably sliding the key into the lock of David's back door. She listened to David's rhythm grow faster and stronger as she swung the door quietly and crept slowly down the hallway. She found herself at the edge of his door, and her fears overtook her at this critical moment. She stood frozen, one hand on the door frame listening to his tempo grow louder and stronger and she couldn't find the strength to take the last step. The frustration overcame her and she slid her free hand into the panties and mashed it against her clit as she listened to the ever-louder thumping from the bedroom. In her mind, she saw herself step into the room and stand before the bed. He would calmly look at her as though he was expecting her to be there all the time. She would hold her robe open, revealing the purple bra and panties that her friend had worn when she was ravaged by him, and he would throw the sheets back, sit on the edge of the bed and reach for her. Grabbing the material covering her large ass-cheeks with both hands, he would pull her to him and bury his face in her mountainous breasts, nibbling and sucking through the satin material. He would stand, spin her around and lower her to the bed. She would look up at him towering over her and she would reach up and wrap her hand around his massive cock. He would lower himself to her, pull the crotch of the panties aside with his thumb, and unceremoniously drive that beautiful cock into her wetness. She would clutch his broad back as he drove harder and harder into her. Her boobs would jiggle with each down thrust and her hips rise to meet him. Her pussy would contract, gripping his cock. His body would tense. His cock would swell, he would throw his head back and release a guttural groan as he pumped stream after stream of hot seed into her. As this scenario ran through her mind, Linda was rubbing her clit faster and faster to the tempo of the rhythm she heard from the bedroom. As the tempo continued to increase in speed and intensity, Linda knew that her window of opportunity was closing. Twice she gathered her courage to step forward into the doorway, and twice her fears overcame her before her feet would actually move. Her pussy was sopping now from the stimulation of her fingers and from hearing what she so desperately desired just a few feet from her, but her lust could not overcome her fears in the epic battle that was playing out in her mind for control of her movements. For a third time she gathered her courage, and just as she started to withdraw her hand from her panties in preparation to step forward, she heard David groan. The tempo slowed. Another groan, and the thumping slowed and faded. She could picture his ivory cum spraying out of his cock all over his stomach and she jammed her finger hard back onto her clit. As her orgasm ripped through her, her knees buckled and her left one struck the door frame with a soft thump. Her body stiffened in a bizarre combination of ecstasy and fear and she bit into her lip to keep from gasping. She waited, trying desperately to control her breath as her heart pounded in her chest. Afraid to move, she waited with her hand still stuffed into her panties for seemed an eternity. After a few minutes of silence, her fears began to subside and as she strained to listen, she gradually began to hear a light snore come from the bedroom. The sounds of sleep grew gradually deeper, and Linda slowly removed her hand from her panties and began to back down the hallway to the door. She slipped out, quietly closing the door behind her and crept down the steps. Her caution slipped away with each step she took across the grass and her disappointment and frustration grew and tears began to sting her eyes. By the time she reached her own steps Linda was almost running. She burst through the French door, swung it closed behind her, tossed the key onto the table and ran to her bedroom. She flopped onto her bed and buried her face in a pillow, as sobs began to rack her body. The clock beside her bed read 2:50 A.M. as David stood in the doorway of Linda's bedroom looking at her still lying face down on the bed. The moonlight still streamed through her bedroom window illuminating the pale skin of her back where the silk robe was pulled off to the side. The bright moonlight threw into stark contrast, the dark material of her panties stretched over her large ass and a smile crept to his face as he realized they were indeed the same ones that her friend had worn last week as he had mercilessly ravaged her. Linda would have been more than a little surprised to know that the fantasy she had played out in her mind a few hours before as she stared out her window was, in fact very precise. David had been laying in his bed stroking his cock thinking of the past week's liaison with Maggie. In fact, he had thought of little else for the past week. He had never considered women over the age of about 30 in any sort of sexual way, but the experience had overwhelmed him. He was now obsessed by older women and the sexuality they seemed to ooze. He became so fixated that he began to worry that there was something wrong with him and he had made a conscious effort to return his focus to younger women again, even tried to make dates with some of his previous liaisons but to no avail. For the past few nights, his frustrations had grown. He had gone to a couple bars and lounges that catered to older people, but he had no idea how to approach these older women. Not only were they were more refined, they were more cautious than the women he was used to talking to and he struggled to find common ground with which to engage them in conversation. Last night he had finally succeeded in approaching an older woman in a hotel bar. She was a larger well dressed woman in her late forties who was there on business. He had managed to make her smile and laugh a few times while they talked, and when she did, her large breast shook beneath her tight blouse. This exaggerated the noticeable gap between her buttons through which the silken cups of her bra were clearly visible to which his eye strayed several times. His zealousness obviously showed, and she had shied from him after a few minutes and made a hasty exit. Completely frustrated, David had returned home a little after midnight. He had tried to watch a movie but his previous week's encounter and the fervor with which Maggie had fucked him kept creeping back into his mind so he finally gave up and decided to go to bed. He had turned out the bedroom light and from the one corner of his bedroom window from which he could see Linda's window; he thought he had seen movement. He had looked for a few minutes but seeing nothing, stripped to his boxers and flopped on his bed. The thought of seducing Linda had crossed his mind, but he had dismissed it. It was too tricky. He didn't know where he stood with her, and he didn't know how she would react to his advances. If it went badly, he could find himself moving out of his apartment. Still though, as he lay in bed, he couldn't help thinking that she would be a great fuck. He imagined that she would fuck with the same intensity that her friend had, and when he pictured her large tits bouncing under him as he rammed into her, he started stroking his rock-hard dick. Twice during this session, he thought he had heard something outside his window, and back door, but it didn't concern him enough to interrupt his fantasy. When he felt a rush of cool night air wash over him though, he knew his back door had been opened and he quickly pieced everything together; the movement in Linda's window, the noises, on the back steps, no sounds of forced entry and Linda having the only other key for his door. He knew she was in the hallway, and he waited to see what she would do. After a few minutes, it was obvious that she didn't have the courage to make an entrance, but she was listening to him jerking off. He could picture her standing there, pinching her nipples and rubbing her fat pussy listening to him thump away, and the image brought him over the top. He groaned as he shot his load over his chest and stomach, and he heard a light thump from the hallway. He had smiled to himself as he pictured her standing there terrified that he had heard her and would come charging out of the bedroom to find her standing there with a hand stuffed in her pants, and holding a tit with the other. Rather than embarrass her, he had lain quietly for a few minutes, then had started to feign sleep. When he felt the cool air again, he waited a few seconds, then got up and peeked out the window to see her running along her deck, robe trailing behind her and her large tits bouncing in front of her. She had disappeared into her house, not pausing to lock the French door behind her. David walked slowly to the bed where Linda lay face down breathing deeply. He saw the silken expanse over material stretched over her large ass, and he knew he had to feel it beneath his hands. He began rubbing the panties with the palm of his hand and Linda began to elicit light moans in her sleep. One of her knees was cocked up beside her on the bed, giving ready access to the visibly darker material of her crotch. He ran 2 fingers down this material feeling the dampness and heat generated from her pussy and her moans grew deeper. He rubbed her clit firmly and her hips gyrated in response as the moans grew louder. David had intended to make this a slow sensuous session but a week of frustration, and the willing response of her body overwhelmed him. He stripped his boxers with his free hand and his rigid cock sprang free. He pulled the material aside from her crotch and grazed her swollen pussy lips with his finger causing her to twitch. Planting his knees on the bed, he pushed the head of his cock to her glistening snatch, rubbed slightly, then pushed, sliding easily into her warmth and wetness. Purple Panties Ch. 03 As David started pumping into her, the moans grew even louder and her ass began to rise up to meet his thrusts. He wasn't sure when it happened, but when her moans began to form words he knew she was fully cognizant of what was happening. "Ohhh yessss. MMmmmm. Ohhh Do it, do it hard..Please...do it Harrrrrrrrd." He grabbed her hips, and began pummeling her harder, watching the ripples roll up her ass from the shock of his thrusts. His cock grew even harder inside her molten gash as he watched this and then he saw the vibrator roll up against her leg. Releasing one of her hips, he picked up the tool, still crusted from her previous episodes. Twisting the base with 2 fingers, he felt it begin to hum in his hand. He reached around her leg and pushed the vibrating tip against her clit. "Ohhh," she screamed "Ohhh My, Ohhh Yessssss" She pushed hard up against him, her body stiff, and her cunt squeezing his cock, as her orgasm ripped through her and her juices flowed out between them. She collapsed flat on the bed again, and he released the vibrator still humming away beneath her. David slowed and eased his cock out of her. With one hand on her hip, he rolled her over. Her eyes were wide, but her expression was accepting. Without looking away from her eyes, he slid a hand down her belly and over the panties. Hooking a thumb in the crotch again, he pulled it aside. His eyes still locked on hers, he lowered himself down and the head of his cock bumped against her swollen pussy lips again. She bucked up towards him and his rod slid easily into her again. "Ohhh Yesss," she cried, "Do It. Do it Hard. Ohhh Yesss, Ohhhhh. I want to...Ohh...Feel it on...Ohhh....Hard and fast like you did Maggie." He began pumping into her faster, driving in to the hilt, withdrawing till just the head of his cock was still in her then ramming in again. Her belly rippled from the shock of each stroke, her boobs jiggled beneath the purple bra and her mouth formed a little "O" that tightened with each stroke, then relaxed as he withdrew. "Ohhh Yesss," she urged him on "It's better...OHHH.....than I .....imagined....Ohh Yeahh." He plowed into her harder and faster. Her hips rose to meet his thrusts. He felt her pussy begin to contract around his cock again. Her body tensed and her breathing was ragged as her orgasm rolled through her. "Ohhhh...Yesss," she moaned "That's it...Uhh...Uhhh....UhhhHuuuh..Ohh..That's good." As her orgasm subsided, he slowed his strokes again, then lay flat on top of her, and rolled their bodies over in unison all the time managing to keep his rock hard pecker buried in her. Once on top, she picked up quickly, sitting up and drawing her knees even with his hips. She closed her eyes and began driving down hard onto him. He slid his hands up her sides and cupped her massive tits which were bouncing away inside that purple bra above him. She bit into her lower lip as the pleasure built inside of her. He felt the vibrator roll up against his lag and with one hand he retrieved it. He pushed it up against her clit and her body shuddered. He rubbed it up and down her slit until it was slippery, then reached behind her and used the tip to push her panties aside. He found her rosebud with his fingertip, then guided the tip of the vibrator there. She opened her eyes and looked at him, and he smiled at her as he began pushing the phallus up her virgin ass. With about half of the vibrator inside of her, she felt it buzzing against his cock through her pussy wall, and almost without warning, she convulsed in a powerful orgasm The sensation was more than he could take as well, and he felt the um rise up the shaft of his cock and explode inside her. Her tempo slowed, and she eventually collapsed on top of him, then rolled to one side, both his cock and the vibrator slipping out of her. They lay on her bed, the moonlight streaming through the window making his softening cock glisten with her ample juices. "That was fantastic." She whispered "There's no reason we can't do a lot more of that," he replied, "but I have a favor to ask you." "Anything lover." He propped himself up on one elbow looked her in the eye. "You know your friend's daughter? Well..."