0 comments/ 77556 views/ 0 favorites Innocent Flesh Ch. 1 By: softness and fire Edited By Goldsssnake ************************ Cherry took a deep breath in hopes of lifting the sullen burden that lay heavy upon her heart. She owed these images of gloom, this gallery of bombarding relationship pictures in her mind, solely to the fact that she was truly single... By now Lamar and her would be back together but this time it was for real. She validated to herself and by herself that her lover had fulfilled his last duties in her life and she was now going to have to struggle with bouts of anxiety and frequent symptoms of inadequacy that go along with being newly divorced. She didn't always understand patterns of behavior. It seemed Lamar's vest pocket drug habit had made him two different people and one of them worshipped her and the other would attempt to batter her at times; sparingly of course, the way small and passive men do when they harbor deep seated jealousy for the strong and beautiful woman which they are madly attracted to and long to control. It was because of Lamar that she lost her job as a physical therapist. She also lost her pride and some fake friends during the ordeal. She had brought drugs home but only because Lamar begged her too. Caught with her hand in " the pill jar. " She was paralyzed. She could roll those eyes and blush, yes she could. ... Yes. She was now having trouble managing money and coping with general emotions and everyday feelings. The only reason she was with Lamar or had been with any man at all was because... she liked sex. She turned her head around like a radar to hone in on approaching foot steps. She had one of those bodies that reminded you of those plastic flexible drinking straws, You figure all her body movements, especially twist and turns, originate from her waist all of the time. That's the way she operated her 5 foot 7 medium frame, her mid body was mostly legs and stomach. Her connecting chest coveted 2 slightly uplifted 34C cup breast, they hung with womanly dignity. An asset to the strawberry blonde locks that often feel across her face in times of business rush, and then to find the pretty hair stuck on her face in glistening streams of small strands moistened by her red lipstick and teeth when ever she held her head down to run the register with out brushing it back. Her boss, Linda, came strolling through the office door, She always bragged on Cherry's looks weather she looked attractive that given day or not. Linda knew she was self conscious and flighty and often assumed Cherry was hung over or taking something herself. Cherry often lit her cigarette with shaky hands and blaring suck sounds. "Well Look at this! Don't you look all prettied up and sexy!" - remarked Linda to improve on Cherry's mental outlook. Linda observed the office and overall surroundings and she sensed Cherry was worried. " Hon you're doing great!" - said Linda clearing her throat- "Has Brenda not come in this week?" " Nope!" said Cherry frowning and blowing cigarette smoke through her clenched teeth... About that time Brenda splashes in... " Hey girls" " Sorry I haven't been to work or didn't call but my other part time job at the convenience store worked me over and I was too tired to come in. " - said Brenda "Sure Brenda, drop by any time to work. " - said Cherry as she studied Brenda's face.. " Cherry, C'mon You know I don't have a phone and I'd do anything for you. " About that time Linda decided to go because she knew the store was caught up and she decided to leave Cherry and Brenda there to run the place. " Ok Brenda, I'm going in the back to varnish some coffee tables that need to be out for Mrs. Nelson to see next time she comes in. " - Cherry said. About that time the phone rang and it was Linda on her cell phone asking for Brenda to take the company van and make a pick up at an estate sale she had visited two days ago and bring the pieces back to the store. Brenda said bye to Cherry and wheeled off to the estate. Cherry, was leisurely snooping in stock room of the building trying to locate a missing piece of depression glass that was part of a very chic and valuable old set of dishes that Linda had taken in on a trade. Cherry finally happened upon the pinkish desert bowl and couldn't help but mutter "There it is" out loud. At about the same moment, in that excitable space of time, a firm thickness press upon her lower back and two strong arms crossed around the front of her chest and almost met behind her.. The spicy smell of male after shave immediately signaled to her olfactory and she felt her throat swell with sweet and lovely sensations all in darkness because she was at the same time so scared she had closed her eyes. She felt both saved from herself and protected, and she also felt trapped and taken. "Don't you want it... You want some of this. " - the man said almost whispering... Cherry felt the top of her butt crack being pierced vertically by the ballsy end of what she now knew was a rather large penis tip. This feeling made wet her flimsy jeans. It moved silently and felt fragile like it had a set of animal lungs and it too was inhaling and exhaling air, it, like her, feeling the heat... Cherry did not feel any raunchy vibes, even when the man loosened up his clasp and felt her up... His hands moved like air on a daisy leaf... he flattened out his right hand on her left breast and then he flattened out his left hand on her right breast.. " I'm treating you well"... said the man, still whispering. Cherry felt like she was at a place the world wasn't at. Strangely enough she hadn't moved much through all of this. She confronted herself quickly and got into what her "urge" was at the time. She played this scenario over in her head and she did what she had heard you do.. She would play up her captors masculinity, praise him like a good boyfriend that she loved. Cherry realized there was none of this "spread your legs bitch and get dirty with me stuff" that she had seen happen on television. " Ummmmm you sure make a woman feel noticed. " - said Cherry in her most flattering accent, little up and down inflections and ravenous moans... "I'm going to remember this morning for the rest of my life. How a big strong naked man approached me from behind and made my day. " - she went on. The man breathed into Cherry's ear: "Just keep calling me the man... " Suddenly the man dragged his right hand down the front of Cherry's blouse and pulled the wad of shirttail out, thus leaving room between his fingers and her jeans zipper for folly. He felt surprised at the prickle of all the stray and runaway pubic hairs. Snuggling closer to her and unzipping her pants. Lapping the cloth over on each side of the zipper making a wide v leaving her pussy exposed. The man says.. "Cherry, I want you to look down and tell me what you see. " "I see my pussy and your fingers melting into the hairs and... ahhhhhh.. " Before she could finish the sentence the man had prized her vagina lips apart and inserted two fingers and begin slowly finger fucking her. Cherry felt herself falling to pieces as his slow manipulations brought an inside milkiness to the surface... As she shook and swayed to this pleasure, her jeans and panties begin to work them- selves down her hips and now they were on the floor. With this She felt his manhood creep back to her anus cavity and this time with out underwear or flimsy jeans. " You are such a virile man. " she repeated over and over... "I'm going to lick and tongue jumble your pussy before I fuck you, You seem like the type who would prefer it that way. " He feel down on his knees, and spread her thighs open wide with his seemingly concrete neck, first he rubbed the crown of his head all over her dripping cunt before sucking the oozing opening with his lips, Then he took the surging berry of her cunt between his teeth and sucked it manically while he still labored his stiff, non stop pumping fingers inside her.. her cum dripping from his scalp. Cherry was dying to know how The Man's meat hung, but she didn't dare look behind her because if her life was in harms way, she knew she could be murdered, because she could then identify her "male man". The quality and preciseness of his fingering technique was gratifying, and Cherry just wondered if he saw her as somewhat of a temptress as she dallied along, so why look back in fear. Lookin' ahead in satisfaction, she liked how he switched his fingers around inside her, and she liked it even better when he shook them as he ate her out. "Baby you produce some wild tasting juices, and you are a gorgeous piece of tail. " - spoke the man, gurgling on his own saliva, while he gently stroked Cherry's untamed hub, her secret spot, now so heavily soiled with little white spots of newly born cum... Suddenly a finger went so deep into the soul of her vagina mouth, so much so, that it felt as though the taste of her own cum had been pumped up into her throat. "I wish I could completely strip right here for you, right now, but its not... "--before Cherry could say 'secluded enough'... the phone rang. It rang and rang and rang and rang mercilessly. Through all that was and had been happening, Cherry, in a defiant way, had felt hidden. She had not noticed that the mysterious gentleman had instantaneously jumped back and grabbed his pants and fled after the 3rd ring. Cherry lost her balance, because her jeans had dwindled down to her ankles, and she fell completely forward like sandwich meat on sliced bread. Cherry did not skillfully get herself together, she did not smooth her hair or clothes out in front of a mirror. Nor did she adjust the euphoric smile that manifested itself from ear to ear. Things stirred inside her. After all, it was a personal and obscene experience. Thank God no customers had come in. Cherry was toying with the idea of making a police report, but she considered the exquisite moments spent with that smut- speaking guy quality time. Oh! The dude was wonderfully creative with his hands and fingers!, thought Cherry licking her lips... She wondered where that can of mace was that had been in the office forever. Oh she couldn't bear the thought of using it on THAT particular man... Glancing out the window she observed Brenda pulling around to the back of the business with her haul. Cherry hurried to meet her, assuming Brenda expected her to raise the garage door... "Hey, Brenda!---- Linda said to tell you to be careful and not knock a hole in the building when your backing up!" "Oh, And what else did the the ole Hefer say!" replied Brenda very resentfully with her hands on her hips... Cherry was born and raised in California and she couldn't seem to grow accustomed to some of the local peoples colorful ways of speaking. She wouldn't be here if this had not been Lamar's idea. She couldn't go back to Bakersfield because she had no family left there. Her mother had been an admirable and respected trial lawyer with a flourishing practice, but tragically, she was killed in a car accident. Some money was divided between Cherry and two brothers, but Lamar had exhausted her share of the funds months ago. Her father, who once had huge holdings, wed again soon after, but the old man was blind to his young bride's devilishly cold and calculating intentions. He was found dead in the bed under mysterious circumstances six months to the date after he married her.. Brenda flung open the van door and threw her ball cap down on the hood screaming. "My brain hurts so bad it feels like my head is trying to squeeze my eyeballs out like a gumball machine. " Cherry just smiled. She bet Brenda had strong lesbian tendencies but Cherry came from a very devout religious family, and she truly grew up believing homosexuality was wrong, no matter what the excuse for it. She had grown up thinking rape was wrong too. Cherry was aware Brenda often gazed upon her for long periods of time. Once Cherry was in the office with her usual diet coke and cigarette, when she suddenly got the innocuous impulse to rotate her swivel chair around, and there stood Brenda; head drooping, but eyes straight forward, and then crossing her arms with carefulness, she winked at Cherry while displaying a most jubilant grin. Cherry just flicked her cigarette and thought: "Getting along swell with people is like walking a very thin line. " and she just swiveled back around and that pictorial misgiving was never mentioned again. Cherry entered her small apartment, and retrieving a frosted glass from the top freezer, she then opened the frig, pouring a glass of wine with very little effort. It was typical for her to end her work day with wine. There were so many choices of alcoholic beverages, though she couldn't picture a woman wanting anything other than red burgundy, it refreshed her so. The bathroom was very simple. Just a tub and shower head. and a small width window to let in a little light. Slipping out of her clothes, Cherry knew her bra was rather roomy, she wasn't very proud of her small perky breasts, so she figured a larger bra size would add a nice round inch. Removing the lace panties from her medium sized ass, she noticed the reflection in the mirror showing a fleshy buttock, it gave the collection of sweat beads on her bare thigh a glimmering effect. Cherry felt mesmerizingly hot, and wondered if the man would go on wanting her. Inspired by her day, she took her glass of wine and gently touched it to an upturned nipple... It almost felt like a cold tongue lick. Anything like that was inviting to Cherry. Her nipples were dark and rich in color. And she felt really comfortable as she observed the view outside the window. She played with the nipple and glass of wine as she relaxed. She dipped her nipple in the wine and worked it with her fingers in a circular motion. Little patterns of chill bumps began to noticeably manifest themselves, as the over all blunt nipple tip itself became hard and glossy, Cherry pinched it consecutively for fun. Her fingers then arose and began moving like spider legs from her breast to her face. She elaborately sucked the sweet red fingers, again, then again and again she sensually traced the boasting shape of her fair and lustful bossom. Cherry spread her legs and inspected the soft territory between them. This was an opportunity to further play with herself. Levitated by her toes, Cherry raised her torso up above water level dousing her shimmering sapphire with a splash of wine. The clean redness grew, trailing across her belly and spreading its wet stickiness, coloring her pale skin discreetly, exposing and reddening a brownish blonde twat... She wondered how good it would taste... She sighed in vocal murmurs as her hand physically explored her sex. She took the wine glass and pressed the rim up under the handsome and impatient clit, she exaggerated little abdominal thrust until a creamy icing appeared on the edges of and around the top of the glass... She took a drink and eased her body back down into the water... She wished she had a dick so bad, She thought of the tooth fairy. And she wondered why there wasn't a dick fairy. It should be like this she thought... Single women could leave some money under their pillow when they woke up in the morning, and when they returned home from work that evening there would be a dick under it... She knew she was getting tipsy because that idea really sounded good. Cherry stood naked and guilt free in arms reach of the towel she didn't always towel dry all her parts.. some things she preferred to dry naturally, weather permitting she always bathed with the window open, it neutralized the humidity. The bathroom mirror was moist and satiated with steam, smearing the outline of her overall body shape, a ghostly form, her silhouette easily melted into the cloudy film, the soft reflection of the moonlight engraving her curves and resplendent pussy.. Cherry was entertained at the way her muff always seem to fluff beyond belief after a hot bath or shower. It was almost bulky and with such a vivid shine! and the looseness of the hairs! she gasped, it was thicker than she anticipated this evening. She seized the clump of matted hair between her legs, raking her fingers through it reptile style... Suddenly she felt hot flushes all over... She thought of the man's penis and if she saw him again would she be lucky and get to see it. Would she crave and explore the shape of it.. Cherry buried her fingers deeply inside herself.. She was surprised to find her slit pulsing heavily... Dashing a little scented lotion around her vagina, her labia lips seemed to flutter uncontrollably as well. Cherry's back fed the wall with vicious impacts and body slams, she was unusually challenged and she pumped herself lustfully, the suction created by her fingers along with the lotion made her pussy sing a slippery melody... The steam had evaporated, and when Cherry caught her reflection in the mirror, she immediately opened up her legs and she continued rubbing her pussy lips. Cherry bewildered and disappointed with destiny, she desperately wanted intimacy with the man again. She moved into the mirror and pressing her lips to its magical likeness of her lips, a part of herself, flaws and all. Cherry groaned and licked the mirror as she stroked and stared at the reflection of her entire pussy.. it seemed reflected as a long red gash, her asshole a dark little cavity, complemented it. Cherry fingered her pussy faster and faster as her tongue flickered and slurped the mirror. Cherry noticed the further she spread apart her legs, the more pungent the aroma of her sex. She breathed in deeply the smell of herself. Cherry fondled her breast and rapidly rubbed her button of ecstasy.. The combination of yearning for the man and the narcissistic allure Cherry had for her own reflection was driving Cherry insane.. Two awesome sexual sources.. Cherry in fact was movie star good looking. She wanted the man with the zenith of her being. Cherry's nipples had grown plump and as she pressed them to the mirror she remembered how the man had held her and she began to cry even though her pussy throbbed as she clung her hand to it.. What she really wanted was the man to be there with his penis flexible and wonderful inside her.. She hoped his penis had a little bubble tip. She rubbed even harder, almost blistering her delicate lips... Cherry clung to the mirror.. beautiful little tremors rippled up her thighs... Little blast of ecstasy shot through her guts.. Faster and faster her fingers vibrated the head of her little clit. Cherry's soul roved for the man.. She talked dirty to herself.. She screamed into the mirror.. "You want the meat man don't you bitch!" Cherry wiped her genitals for a brief moment, then continued the hot friction on her little red bulb.. Her whole groin was swollen. her calves cramped, cosmic ripples ripped through her belly.. She wanted to orgasm with the mirror so bad. She screamed at her reflection again. "You want to fuck the meat man don't you bitch!" She gazed into her own eyes in the mirror like they were two separate whores; runaway spasms attacked her whole nervous system. The orgasm had taken her whole body. Cherry tipped over on the bathroom floor and jerked for a few seconds, till the current played itself out. She was dizzy and panting... To Be Continued... Innocent Flesh Ch. 3 Edited by goldsssnake Cherry awoke on the bathroom floor with the appetite of Hercules. After all, the extraordinary night of solitary sex play had left her famished and tranquilized. Fucking yourself can be very tiring work but the magnitude of her orgasm had shocked her beyond her expectations and left her thoroughly self satisfied, that is the beauty of masturbation. To think last night she was falling all over herself with passion. The smell of her pussy was overwhelming. She had been erotically generous to herself. She had given a strong full performance. Looking down Cherry gave a decorative touch to her pussy, she raised up the lips a little bit and was amazed at how swollen and red the edges were. They could with stand the irritation she sent their way though. Cherry carefully managed the hot and cold water settings for the shower, adjusting them to a satisfactory and warmer temperature. Her body gleamed beneath the splattering texture of the pristine flow. The scattering droplets fusing her mind and enlivening her pores with a combination of a dreamy vibrance and restful repose. The water, exciting her breast to grow with an air born fullness, complimented and defined her squirming stomach. She was sexy, curvaceous and intoxicating. Cherry's nipples tended to swing as she labored. Her eyes skimming her hips, tenderly patting the soap upon the soft folds of warm flesh tucked between her creamy white thighs. Cherry thought it fun to close her eyes and imagine the shower head a spewing fountain, She could turn an ordinary shower into a playland of wonderful enjoyment. Her delicate hand brought her another orgasm... this one soft and looooong... Mhh... Cherry rounded the corner to the front counter a bit slow, because she was a little pigeon- toed,and because of this imperfection, she walked with a soft and distinguishable wobble, giving her little girl appeal... *********** After tediously separating the large bills from the small bills, Cherry flippantly assembled the change. The coins, making a distinct "cling clang "as they splattered into the register. With a directed calmness, Cherry turned her gaze to Brenda, and lighting a cigarette sluggishly walked her way. "Don't you think its a real improvement. The new air- conditioner Linda installed." Cherry said amusingly, her eyes following the wall appreciatively. Cherry was wearing hip hugger pants and an unusually short blouse today that brimmed a couple inches above her naval, driving your eyes downward to her smooth and perfect belly, more evidence of exposed flesh. "Yeah. I dunno why the damn place went so long with out one. Linda spent all her money on them shopping sprees I guess ." said Brenda, dropping her head down where Cherry couldn't see her face. Cherry swung sideways sniffing fast. She concentrated on Brenda. "I smell alcohol. Have you been drinking Brenda?" Brenda feeling particularly annoyed said. "I sure have." "Are you drunk." Cherry replied sternly. "No, just had a couple beers." murmured Brenda, her speech softening. Cherry in fact was not that disturbed by Brenda's actions. She rolled her eyes saying ." I can't help you if Linda finds out." Cherry eased forward and lit another cigarette, inhaling deeply as she slammed the store keys down on the counter. Brenda did not tell Cherry she had failed to put the open sign out and she had locked the door back. The small party was about to began. "Cherry, ain't nobody gone to do nothing. I got a bottle of wine inside my sack here, and some more beer too. We can go in the back and drink a while." The idea did sound kind of soothing .Cherry searched her mind for a decision and after a couple of minutes of deliberation She succumbed to Brenda's suggestion. ------------------------------------------------- Brenda filled Cherry's cup generously with red wine. "This wine is much better in the morning, I guess it's because I'm not so tired." Cherry mumbled, dramatically taking a strand of her hair and busily twisting it around her fingers. "I like to drink in the morning too." replied Brenda, staring at Cherry's partially bare mid section blinking her eyes with speed... "You know Brenda.." said Cherry, repositioning her back to the couch with grace. .."I wonder what Lamar is doing... I wonder if he's involved with that same woman." "Probably " replied Brenda, her hand going back inside the sack, puffing her cheeks back and forth. "Cherry" said Brenda, a little dread in her voice. "Yes?" replied Cherry signaling with a finger up that she heard her as she was pouring herself more wine. "It just tears my ass up to see you dress like that.".. she leaned closer to Cherry... "You get the hell away from me now!" yelled Cherry leaping backwards. Cherry ran for cover behind the office desk and sank to the floor. Her heart beating wildly, she guzzled down the whole cup of wine. "Speaking of fashion, listen to that song playing on the radio. That's music to take your clothes off too." said Brenda panting. "I'm sure not going to SHOW YOU anything!" exclaimed Cherry,with a minimum of fortitude. Cherry shifting her weight too quickly, haphazardly slipped on the shabby throw rug and was thrown head first onto the desk. Her limp unconscious body slithered to the floor. Brenda immediately rushed to her side, embraced her slumping form shaking her a bit, hoping to restore her back to a stand up position. "Cherry! Cherry! What's Wrong! Whats wrong!" exclaimed Brenda, applying a series of repetitious shakes to Cherry's inanimate form. As Cherry lay in a sprawled out pile, her right breast had rolled out of her bra, the shape looked full and welcoming to Brenda. Brenda touched the jutting nipple, it was a very enticing object. Brenda's thoughts began to float, Brenda shifted her weight and with carnal interest lifted Cherry to the couch. Brenda, with cool movement, pressed her lips to Cherry's open and tempting mouth. Her tongue snaked inside the hollow wonder. Cherry's loss of consciousness had slipped Brenda's mind, Cherry's mouth accumulating Brenda's slick tongue and deep kisses, suitable for romance and eerie arousal... Brenda slipped her arm under Cherry's underside and suspended her kisses as she curiously transported Cherry's blouse and bra over her head, leaving Cherry bare breasted and picturesque. Brenda's eyes followed the light colored surface of her cheeks to the attractive cluster of moles that gathered below her left nipple. Cherry's body spoke to Brenda as her fingers skirted the seam of her fragile and delectable panties, Brenda loved the feel of Cherry as she was having her. Brenda took away her panties leaving Cherry nude and visible. Brenda fell upon her, the easy wet kisses went deeper, more abundantly... Brenda felt as though her tongue would disappear. She continued the flow of kisses as her free arm searched the ample and crammed sack, recovering an 8 inch dildo. Brenda gripping it with a reasonable amount of accuracy and uplifted force, indiscreetly entered Cherry's soft insides . She attacked in seemingly small and minimal punches, then mixing and composing different rhythms with subtle and intricate wrist movements. Brenda had a flare for using dildos. Brenda made love to Cherry this way for what seemed like two hours. Then suddenly Cherry heaved and lifted up against Brenda. " Where, whhhhheerrre am I..." slurred Cherry. Brenda licked her lips, looking at Cherry in raw form. Cherry revolted, crying: "Oh,God, what am I doing here!" "Shh... Husshhh" Brenda whispered." I thought you had hurt yourself, Cherry... And then, when I saw you didn't... I just wanted to be with you...I wanted to love you." "Something's wrong here, something's terribly wrong." Cherry said with a look of increasing panic. Cherry sat up, the curved dildo dropped out of her silken slot. "Goddamn I must have been drinking!" - she said, throwing the dildo across the room. Looking alarmed Brenda turned her gaze to the discarded dildo and said " You don't like me because I'm not pretty aint it. I see you talk to women here at work, You smile and run up to good looking ones, and you make me wait on the rest of them."Cherry didn't want to tell Brenda, but she had loved the things she did to her, how her private and pure kisses had revived her long ago and she had only pretended to be unconscious. She remembered every detail after she had came to. Brenda, blinking her eyes rapidly, as she crossed her arms boldly, commenced to a repetitive back and forth rocking said "I can't help how I look Cherry... When I was just a little girl, my aunt Rita told me... She said "Brenda... A pretty face does not make a pretty heart." Cherry didn't expect that. Situated there naked she asked Brenda to please get her a cigarette. Cherry was trying to find some courage . She grew paler and rolled her eyes before she spoke. "Brenda, How do you know what I want!" Brenda stepped forward with the lit cigarette. Cherry welcomed the smoke by sitting up straight making her breast look prouder. Cherry said." Brenda, Do you know the real reason why I really left my family years ago?" "No" replied Brenda breathing deeply, her spirit reacting despondently. "I left them because of how they treated people. They were disrespectful to people less fortunate and treated them cruelly. I got away from my family long before my mother and father died. When my family had big parties,I spent all my time with the servants. I had more fun with them." Cherry started crying profusely, Brenda came closer to her for comfort. Cherry pressed her nakedness to her. ******** Cherry cried and methodically dueled with her own thoughts for what seemed like forever, Brenda feeling calmer and more self assured about the relationship between she and Cherry the longer she consoled her. Brenda's pussy ached to be caressed and pleasured by Cherry, but how could she entice her? Maybe she had to be taught. Brenda pressed her cheek to Cherry's and nuzzled her nose to the silken texture of Cherry's hair, revitalizing trust enough for her to execute her plan. With intuitive empathy, and very self composed, Brenda poured Cherry another glass of wine and naturally selected a beer for herself. Cherry readily looked up at Brenda with her naked body, leisurely accepting the drink. "Brenda, I'm so sorry about all of this." said Cherry, her breast soaring a bit as she rapidly drank down the wine. "There's nothing to feel bad about." replied Brenda as she began massaging Cherry's tense and unbelievably statuesque shoulders. " I can't believe this shit. Everything's ruined between us." smirked Cherry, still greedily indulging in the wine. "No, no, don't say that! " - exclaimed Brenda!" - it ain't over til the cows come home." said Brenda examining the details of Cherry's amazingly smooth and tapered narrowing of neck . Finding Cherry's physique more soft and pliable after gentle rubbings, Brenda with foresight and agility, bent her face to Cherry's, and offered her lips to her. Cherry but ripened immediately after Brenda's lips met hers. Brenda's prowling tongue slipped apart Cherry's lips and the speed in which Brenda's tongue pierced her mouth was so intense that their teeth met with a brushing resonance. The flavors in each of their mouths steeped sweet and sour, The subtle mingling of the wine and beer made the kiss even more palatable. Brenda's kiss elevated Cherry's interest sky high! Cherry felt her body evaporate into a state of titillated delirium. She and Brenda basked in the endless deluge of watery french kisses. Any negative thoughts Cherry might have had about homosexuality were totally eradicated now. The succession of mesmerizing kisses were in fact only a diversion to distract Cherry as Brenda inconspicuously slipped out of her own clothes. Brenda's cloths lay in a demure and lonely heap on the office floor. Brenda stood steadfast reigning Cherry's head between her hands, still noiselessly exchanging and the demanding of intoxicating kisses between the two of them. Brenda grasped Cherry's head with care as she premeditated the intimate and careful movement of her head to the level of her crotch. Cherry gasped in shock as she peered at Brenda's exposed and accessible pussy. "Lick me baby. Now" Brenda said in a low and vibrational almost humming voice. Brenda let out a slow exhalation of breaths while still possessing A commanding voice. Cherry's head in a vise like hold. Cherry remained stunned as she focused on Brenda's bushy wet pussy. "C'mon, baby c'mon, lick me," still low and vibrational muttered Brenda, almost humming it. "I'm... scared--- I ---- I don't..." said Cherry, her voice shuttering and apprehensive. Brenda pulled Cherry's face into her hairy black cunt, Cherry twisted her head in vague repulsion. Her face plastered to Brenda's hungry opened pussy. Cherry reached around Brenda and dug her fingernails deep into Brenda's flat and muscular buttocks. Brenda groaned and gritted her teeth, as she shoved Cherry's head deeper into her nasty and moist gulch. Cherry's fingernails now strew a faint trail of dull bloody streaks down Brenda's thighs and sides. Brenda positioned Cherry's head where her nose and mouth could fully absorb in her pussy, and it was impossible for her to escape away. " Lick me baby, c'mon, c'mon..." - exclaimed Brenda forcefully. Suddenly no restraint was necessary, Cherry was no longer physically defiant, Her face began to melt into Brenda's gushing pussy. Her hands instead of nicking and jagging Brenda's flesh began to explore and be enamored of it. Her fingers probed the niche of Brenda's asshole and tender groove of her under lips, Cherry's lips molded around the divine contours of soft body hair. " Ohhh I feel it, it's wonderful. Don't stop, don't stop!" - Brenda said, her eyes glazing over and voice fading out. Cherry's hands clutched Brenda's calves, as she licked and sucked Brenda's pussy, Her tongue gyrating against the tip of her clit, then shockingly a finger grubbing Brenda's asshole. " Are you happy now" - remarked Cherry lazily, her face still eating and sucking Brenda's pussy. "Yeeeeeahs!" exclaimed Brenda, who still hungered for Cherry's wild tongue. Cherry fell across Brenda, the fragrance and taste of wet pussy hadn't been so bad, it was to be compared to dew falling on healthy moss. The tender kisses Cherry administered sent Brenda's temperature rising. Cherry sensually lubricated both of Brenda's nipples as well as running her tongue in and out of both her ears, along the gulf of her throat and naval to the concavity of her arm pits Cherry quickly returned to eating her again; it seemed to mean so much to Brenda... Brenda laid lifeless as Cherry fondly straddled her and energetically ground their muffs together. "My God, I can't believe I'm with a woman," said Cherry, before going down on Brenda again, giving little half- licks to her little plump pussy, then swallowing the obvious puddle of wetness before it dribbles out. "Being with a woman's not a sin" remarked Brenda, patting Cherry on the ass as she still busily ate pussy. "I've always felt that way but a lot of people don't see it like that" - said Cherry, heaving a sigh as she was still mouth fucking Brenda's cunt. "How many women have you been with." said Cherry tenderly nibbling Brenda's pussy lips. "Some... They weren't like you though." Cherry rolled off Brenda and they both fell flat on their backs staring at the ceiling. "And why is that, Brenda?" "Because they wouldn't eat my pussy and you did.". remarked Brenda wickedly. In a movement of kindness Brenda gathered up Cherry's bare and sexually tinged body. Brenda enveloped her with care, Cherry trembled restlessly. And with conflicting emotions recaptured her relationship with Lamar. Lamar had a very small penis, and even with an erection it hadn't seemed sturdy enough to withstand the hardy clench of Cherry's thirsty vaginal muscles, less than a mouth-ful. Cherry had never felt sexually free with a man with so small a prick, She always faked orgasm with him. Even when Lamar came, it was only a few drops. giving her the impression he with held sex, leaving Cherry juiceless and saddened. Cherry remembered the first time she went down on him. "Cherry Sweetheart, Please touch and kiss my tasty little dick, it wants to slide across your face and you to suck it." - said Lamar She rubbed her lips along the little sides of it. pretending that she cared for the useless tool. Cherry would self pleasure herself by thinking about pornographic pictures, looking for someone else and trying to downright ignore her self- consciousness. She was afraid it would hurt Lamar's feelings if she fondled and touched herself too much .She moaned and screamed when the opportunity would present itself. Lamar had wanted her to swallow, but she always refused... She found that disgusting, she always spit it out. Her sex life had always been mediocre to put it mildly, and there had been a time when she thought that that was the kind of sex life everybody had... It seemed liked lots of the local guys weren't happy with plain little ole country girls anymore. They felt as though they deserved a woman with her own place and a high position. The fellows, not realizing that these "independent women" in which they fantasized about and found so worldly would find them logically unnecessary and worrisome. Lamar had been a small town local guy and Cherry was the closest thing he could find to propose to. When they first met Cherry was the centerpiece of Lamar's dreams. She started going with Lamar because he was handy and convenient. Before he became an addict he had been a moderately successful person. Cherry accepted the financial security he had offered on top of hers, and tried to be a good wife. The last time she and Lamar had tried to get back together he had stayed clean for 8 months. Then she came home from work one evening to find him high as a kite sitting in the car with her pet kitten. Had its head in his hands telling it over and over how much he loved its mother, and always would. He had to go away because she wouldn't live with him like this. But he was going to take the little darling for a ride before the left. This just choked Cherry up and upset her to no end. Lamar had been a reasonably satisfying pussy eater. Cherry would spread her legs and Lamar would dip his tongue into her most vulnerable spot and lap and sniff. Cherry always ended up going to bed feeling dry and cheated. ************** He remained there, hidden, on his knees, in the dark corners... The girls never noticed him... He remained silent. He was an expert photographer, so it wasn't a problem for him to capture all the activities that were taking place. He had felt so hot himself, by watching Cherry being seduced like that by another woman... Now he knew for sure that Cherry was indeed easy prey, just as he had always thought... Hell, he had felt so hot... The video cam kept recording, while his hand reached his rigid, big penis, and he stroke himself to orgasm... He had to make an effort not to make any noises while he was coming... Shit, this was the first time ever he had to come while being forced to not make any sound at all!! That was tough... His underwear ended up all stained of his semen, and he still threw a big wad of it right on Cherry's chair... "Let's see what the little bitch thinks when she sees this"- he thought smiling... ***************** The next morning as Cherry pulled on and zipped her jeans she had to jump start her memory in order to clearly perceive and sort the last events of the day. Her emotions were mixed up and her head was splitting. If her memory served her right, she recalled smothering Brenda's pussy with flocks of wandering and reckless kisses. Innocent Flesh Ch. 3 How could she be so dumb and on top of that so sloppily drunk. Everybody gets like that once and a while she thought. She had drawn Brenda's admiration but Brenda was wanting to control her she thought. Cherry didn't know the extent quite yet. But sex with Brenda hadn't left her cheerless and dry, she had thought with her tongue yesterday and not her brain. -------------------------------------------------- As Brenda trotted into work Cherry made no comment. "Hi Cherry. The door appearing somewhat stuck... I couldn't swung it, I mean swing it open" said Brenda banging on the hinge. "Oh that's what happened" said Cherry eyeing Brenda's red and puffy face. " That requires skill to fix a door like that." Brenda looked up grinning as she thought to herself: The door didn't need adjusting half as bad as Cherry did. Cherry stopped in her tracks and suddenly wondering why none of Brenda's girlfriends had eaten her pussy. After all, it wasn't all that sour to ingest. Cherry thought maybe she'd misjudged Brenda at first, moving over to the door with her. Cherry gave Brenda's short dumpy body a softer look. Still etched in Cherry's mind the fixed picture of herself between Brenda's thighs. "Brenda, just forget about it and prop it open with a brick or something." said Cherry, waving her arms and standing in a helpless stance. After a series of back and forth glances between the two of them, the clock finally struck 12 and they closed for lunch. "Where you going to eat Cherry?" said Brenda nervously. "I've brought a sandwich and brownies, I'm not driving either, I'm staying here and saving gas." replied Cherry, unwrapping her lunch. Brenda imagined Cherry naked like yesterday. Her soft beautiful body, her legs spread and that messy wet muff all inspiring and ruthlessly hot. "Cherry" said Brenda, "Have you thought about me and you?" "God, Brenda... Can you wait till after lunch?" said Cherry slapping her brownie down on the microwave. "Yes, sure. Sorry..." said Brenda, attempting to relax her. "Give me some space, will you?" said Cherry, moving to another chair and fidgeting till she was comfortable. "Anything you want, honey" -said Brenda, looking at her just as a cat about to eat a frightened bird would... "Its not like were drinking beer or wine today, OK!" exclaimed Cherry, terror in her voice. Cherry was scared and feeling uneasy under Brenda's fixed and soul- swallowing stare... Brenda arched her eyebrows and in long strides walked over to Cherry. Thinking to herself, one of the nicest things about Cherry was that she was beautiful... and so innocent still... The poor girl was trembling!!... Brenda walked a big circle around Cherry before aggressively snatching her crotch..Cherry let out Banshee type wails as Brenda unzipped her pants with one hand while sticking her other into Cherry's under pants grabbing a now naked crotch. "What the hell are you doing!!" - yelled Cherry, now in full panic..." Baby, you're a piece of ass..." said Brenda voice sounding raunchy and shucked. "Let me go, you fucking tomcat!!" "Your crotch, Cherry, is you...You are your pussy..." - said Brenda, giving a commanding stare to Cherry. Her hand was cold and steely on the warm flesh. "Get away from me, you crazy piece of shit! I don't want this! I don't want this!" "Drop to you knees you poor unsatisfied woman." - ordered Brenda with a menacing low voice, leading Cherry by her pussy as she pulled her down in the middle of the floor. The pain forced Cherry to fall on her knees, as ordered... "This excites you, uh?" - said Brenda, being careful not to damage her as she pinched her pussy lips between her thumb and forefinger. "Damn you Brenda!" - screamed Cherry as Brenda's grip on her pussy lips went harder this time. Cherry started beating Brenda's face with her small fists, actually hurting her delicate hands at it, while Brenda was unimpressed. "Fuck you, Brenda! You crazy bitch!" - exclaimed Cherry, now crying, tears of impotence runnign down her eyes... "C'mon, C'mon! Come in my hand, you little girl!!" said Brenda, giving Cherry's uncovered pussy particularly harsh strokes. "Go fuck yourself!!" "Take the ride Cherry... Take the ride, little bitch!" - insisted Brenda as she pounded Cherry with coarse caresses. "You crazy bitch!! You let me go!" - screamed Cherry blazing mad. Brenda's eyes were going all over Cherry's hot body. She said: "I love squeezing your cunt like this, babe." Brenda lowered herself down and raised Cherry's blouse with her nose and started kissing her lower belly. "I'll teach you, baby" - said Brenda her soft tongue melting into Cherry's deep navel, while her hand felt the rippling cream of Cherry's moist pubic hairs. Brenda continued to kiss and rub Cherry both at once. "Oh it hurts!" - screamed Cherry as Brenda smacked and shook the plump oozing slit numerous times. "Ohhhhhhhh Sweet Jesus..." Cherry groaned low. Brenda briskly rubbing the dip between her legs keeping her arm stiff. "'Shh Cherry, feel your bladder expanding. Feels like you have to pee very badly don't it babe." Cherry's pussy was a numb mass except for the urge to release this bloating sensation building in the core of her. "Oh my God... You're killing me!" - screamed Cherry as her body began to rattle under Brenda's itchy fondlings. "Doing this was a good idea wad'in it doll." remarked Brenda grinning. Cherry wriggled on Brenda's hand, the moisture ran thick down her wrist like honey. "Ill hate you forever Brenda!" - exclaimed Cherry looking helpless. "Don't take everything so seriously, little girl " - laughed Brenda. Cherry's eyes searched the room as little stabs of lightening and short quick spasms shot through her belly and kidnapped pussy, then rudely, like a cannon firing, she came all over Brenda's hand. "Oh God... Oh God... You bitch!!... You... are... making me... c-cumm... Mhhh!" " Don't worry baby, let it all fall out.." - said Brenda, cupping Cherry's pussy in her hands. "What a little story our lunch hour will make. We'll call it the ' hot babes meal time!' " Cherry, both helpless and rebellious, was unable to think. The little explosion that had taken place in her tummy had been a whole new sensation! "Uhhhhhhhhh....Damn you Brenda ..I hate your fucking guts." - Cherry swaggered like a dope addict over Brenda's cupped hand. " Hate and love are two sides of the same coin, sweetheart." - replied Brenda. Brenda squatted down closer to get a bird's eye view watching the cum zip zag from Cherry's pussy, this was the closest she would ever get to cultural insight. "God you have a beautiful pussy. Such a sweet cute thing." - whispered Brenda, almost lisping. Cherry sunk down on her knees, wondering why the things she wanted to run from ended up making her cum. Brenda effortlessly and timidly reached for the brownie on the microwave, while Cherry with her eyes closed sat in a daze .Brenda said ."I think its about time to eat." Brenda silently crumbled up the broken brownie and pulled her pants down, then, she inserted the brownie pieces into her pussy and said . " Dessert is served." Brenda eagerly took Cherry by the hair and pulled her face to the middle of her chocolate glazed cunt. "What the hell are you doing!" exclaimed Cherry in utter amazement.. "I'm feeding you!" - spoke Brenda in jest - "Now come on and be a pleasant lil bitch and suck it all out." Brenda quiet awkwardly pulled Cherry by the nose till her mouth lined up to her twat, then she nudged the back of her head forwarding her face into the pussy. Cherry breathed in wet pussy and sugar and thinking it was impossible to escape because Brenda had pinned Cherry's hands behind her back. "C'mon, C'mon sweet baby... Eat me!! " Cherry swiveled nervously on her bony knees. "Thank you for eating my pussy yesterday, Cherry. - said Brenda in a blatant attempt at manipulation. Cherry sighed and said nothing. "Smell me Cherry, my pussy's sweet like yours too. Smell me Cherry." - said Brenda, licking her lips. Cherry inhaled deeply, and her lips were close enough to polish the damp brownie particles being moistened by Brenda's wetted juices. God she'd had too much to drink yesterday but today she was sober and she was entertaining the impulse to eat out Brenda again. Suddenly her mouth pounced on the pussy like a chameleon on a fat fly. The bulk of the brownie she devoured immediately. Cherry was infused with sexual sensations. "Ohh... Mhh..." moaned Cherry as she slurped slowly and delightfully licked. Cherry's loins smoldered as her own pussy began to burn in secret. She flirtatiously hung her tongue for seconds on Brenda's arse as she alternated sucks between the holes. "You can't tell anybody about this ." said Cherry suddenly, mouth still on the slope of Brenda's pussy. "Don't worry about that, honey" Cherry was so turned on she couldn't walk away if she tried. Taking another deep breath she relished the smell of brownies and pussy. She wasn't going to let that last bit of chocolate miss her mouth and slip by her. With her tongue, Cherry rearranged the fragments of the brownies before she swallowed them. Cherry pulled her head out of Brenda and with eyes meeting hers, she somberly gazed at Brenda. "Thanks Baby" - Brenda said, kissing Cherry in the mouth- "Now get back down there and make me come!" Cherry thought: " I can't believe I'm doing this!" She worked her tongue to the bone trying to stimulate and arouse Brenda's clit. After a few rhythmic minutes of this Brenda began to shiver and sigh. " Oh oh its a coming...It's-a-comin'... " - said Brenda, her strong legs banging Cherry's head. ********** "Damn what a nice job! You are good, sweetie!! " - exclaimed Brenda, as the cum drizzled down the inside of her thighs. Cherry kept licking up all the loose and oozing cum. Hands still pined behind her back... Hell... - Cherry thought- I fucking like this!!... I fucking like that she dominates me!! *********** Later... Cherry went to her desk. She was about to seat, when suddenly she notices a white sticky stain over the chair. She got closer then... It was semi- dried semen!!...