Chapter 9
Mary lived with the lesbians for almost two years, then she decided she was allowing herself to get too hooked on lesbianism, that she needed variety in her sex life and that if she didn't go after it soon, it would be too late and she would end up like Sally and Jo, too old to change, too restricted in her ways.
She hadn't heard from her father, but she knew he was still at large somewhere, enjoying life with Connie. He had planned everything beautifully for Mary before he vanished. In a letter to his lawyer and friend, he left his entire estate to her, then went on to explain that he couldn't face the shame of trial and prision, so he was going to kill himself.
He specified that he was going to drown himself at sea. He later rented an outboard motorboat from a marina, ran out of the bay and down the coast late one afternoon. Connie was waiting at their prearranged meeting place at dusk. He set the throttle at half speed, headed the boat on what he laughingly called a true course for Australia, then it vanished in the gathering darkness. The police would suspect him for a while, he guessed, then they would forget about him and turn their attention to more pressing matters.
Mary rented a pleasant apartment, then found a job. The work was routine and uninteresting, but it gave her something to fill her days and kept her from eating off of her capital.
Her boss was a pleasant, tired looking man in his fifties. The day she began her job, she noticed him peeking at what she showed when she crossed her legs. Her reaction to that was to show a little more.
After work that day, the office door locked, she allowed him to kiss her and feel one thigh. He wanted more and she decided it would be a nice investment for her to give it to him. There would be mornings when she would be too tired to get up for work, and by giving the boss a piece of tail from time to time, he would have to be understanding and more lenient than if she were just another employee.
She gave him a warm sigh as she sat on his lap and he felt his way up to her crotch where the warm nylon snugged against her warmer pussy. After that, without his having to ask, she got up and took her dress off. His eyes bulged so that she thought they would fall out and roll under the desk.
"Do you like the way I look in bra and panties?" she asked, posing to show him the front and rear view.
"Like it? More than that, Mary. You're by far the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I can't believe it."
Thanking him for the words, she moved into his arms and gave him a passionate kiss, rubbing against him and feeling the hardness of his tool. When she whispered that he should take it out before it got sore from cramped confinement in his pants, he did so and showed her a very fine bone, longer and slimmer than her father's.
"I sometimes have trouble getting hard for my wife," he told her, "but I sure didn't have trouble this time."
"It looks like a beauty, dear," she told him. "I'm anxious to feel it in my tight little cunt. You do want to fuck me, don't you?"
"More than I want to breathe," he assured her, then she heard a groan break from his throat as she bared her breasts and stood with the bra dangling from her hand.
"Want to play with them and suck them?" she asked, fondling one of the beauties with her left hand.
He assured her he did, then as she sat on the comer of his desk, he busied himself with them, using both hands and an eager mouth to pay tribute to the firm beauties and keeping Mary sighing warmly, her ass squirming on the desk.
"Please, Mary," he panted after both her tits had been well sucked, "let me take your panties off. I want to feel you all over, see everything."
"You naughty boy," she said with a grin. "I do think it's my little cunt you're after. Are you going to stick that long, hard prick in my little pink cunt and fuck me?"
"I sure do want to, Mary," he told her as she got to her feet, then he crouched and began to take her panties down.
When they dropped to her ankles, he stared upward as he took them off her feet, then he felt his way up her legs until one hand was pressing warmly in her crotch and the other rubbing her ass. She thought of asking him to spank her, then decided against it, told herself to save that for another day.
While he knelt, she parted the lips of her cunt and asked him if he liked sucking. When he told her he had never done that, she told him she'd settle for a kiss, then after he had given her a gentle kiss on the cunt, she told him that if he expected to fuck her again, he would have to learn to suck and lick her twat and make her come that way. When she told him that she loved having her cunt lapped by women and that she had lived with a pair of lesbians for almost two years, she saw him tremble violently. He wanted more details, but she told him he'd have to wait for that.
"Play with my pussy and my ass, get me nice and horny and then fuck me," she told him.
His touch was gentle as he fondled her pussy and probed the moist interior, then it was lubricated enough, she decided, so she told him she was ready to fuck.
"Where can we do it?" he asked, nervously.
"This is a perfect place," Mary told him as she turned and put her hands on his desk, standing bent a little from the waist, her feet wide apart, her lovely white ass swaying gently. "Think you can get at my cunt all right?" She asked and he crouched to look at the little gash in her crotch.
"Christ yes," he panted, then hurriedly pushed his pants and briefs down and rolled his shirt up.
He hurried into position against her behind, then he was probing. It didn't take him long to find the entrance, then he was stuffing cock to her and panting like a dog. He gave her a good screwing as he rode an excitingly smooth ass, then he was shooting the juice to her and she was showing him how a well trained cunt can suck a man's cock and really drain his balls. When the perspiring man pulled his spent pecker out of her, Mary saw that he was too tired to do anything but slump back into a chair and lie there, panting like a fish on a hot rock.
In the course of the next week, Mary was late twice, the second time, more than an hour off target. Her boss told her it didn't look right to others that she should be so late and get away with it.
"I'm sorry," she told him. "I realize that you're right and that I don't deserve to get away with it. If you wish, I'll stay behind after work and you can give me my punishment."
He thanked her for her attitude and told her he would look after it after the others had left. Mary knew he thought she meant just a fucking, but decided she was going to offer to take a spanking and wondered how he would react.
When the last of the other employees left, she went into his office and turned on her best little girl look as she stood in front of his desk, one finger in her mouth.
"You look like a little girl, Mary," he told her with a smile.
"That's what I feel like. After all, my boss is going to take my panties down and give me a spanking on my bare ass. It will make my ass cheeks all red and hot and I'll cry and kick my legs."
He blinked and his jaw fell slack as he heard the words and digested them slowly.
"But I thought you meant, you know," he stammered, "a piece."
"That would hardly be punishment," she told him. "After all, I love fucking. If you want to teach me a lesson, you should take my panties down and spank me every time I'm late. I'll bet it would be real punishment if you spanked me during the day when all the others could hear it. They'd know then that I'm not getting away with anything."
"Christ, Mary, if my wife ever heard of that, I'd be killed. She's a very jealous woman."
"Do you want to sit on that chair? " she asked and pointed to the armless one.
Trembling, he went to it and sat and then she was standing before him, holding her dress above her waist, tiny little red bikini panties hugging her ass and her cunt.
"I guess you should spank until my ass is the same color as my little panties," she told him as she stood with her back to him and wriggled her pretty bottom in mounting heat. It had been a long time since she'd had a spanking and she was hungry for one.
His hands trembled as he took her panties down and then she was lying across his thighs, rubbing hotly and feeling the form of a very hard prick in his pants.
He gave her one spank, grunting loudly as he did, then she surprised him by laughing. "Do you call that a spank?" he asked. "Hell, a little pat like that wouldn't break an egg. My ass may look tender, but it's really quite tough. I can take a real spanking if you can give it."
The taunting got to him and the next spank her ass took was a stinger, the sound ringing through the quiet office.
"That was a little better," she panted and began rubbing across his thighs.
The boss really got the message then, knew Mary enjoyed spankings, so he gave her something to enjoy, spanking until he decided the cheeks of her ass matched the color of her panties as she had suggested they should.
It was the first time he had ever spanked and through it all, Mary cried and kicked her lovely legs, making the whole thing more thrilling for him.
After the spanking, he held her on his lap and played with her rosy red ass, delighting in the feel and the sight of it.
"Ooh, that lovely spanking made me so horny for a good fucking," she told him, still sobbing between words. "Get that lovely long cock up my cunt. Give it to me while me ass is still hot and tingling."
"I...damn it all, Mary, I can't. I got carried away spanking you. I went off in my pants."
"Oh you poor dear," she said as she got to her feet and clapped both hands over the cheeks of her ass, delighting in the hot tingling which danced there and promised to keep doing so for a long time. "Still, I have to do something she told him as she stood with her panties around her ankles.
Holding the dress high with her left hand, she rubbed her right over her tummy, paused to fondle the bush of her mons veneris, then she slipped the tip of the finger between the lips of her cunt, found her clit and began stroking it.
It was another first for the man who had never seen a woman fingering herself and he stared in rapt fascination as she diddled herself until she cried out in orgasm as her beautiful red behind jerked madly. Watching, he wished she were naked so that he would be able to see her tits flying.
The next time the boss wanted her to stay after work, Mary told him that if he wanted a fuck, he would have to take her to a hotel and suck her cunt first. He gave her a slightly pained look, then agreed, telling her that he didn't know how to suck a cunt and that she would have to teach him.
After the others had left, they got into his car and drove to the nearest decent hotel. In the room, they had a drink and he stripped naked while she took her dress off and sat in matching black bra and panties while he admired her and felt arousal building.
She offered to let him spank her and he wanted to do it, but was afraid that others would hear and there would be trouble. She teased him, calling him a coward, still she didn't really mind, especially when he told her that she could stay after work and get a spanking every day if she wanted to.
They got onto the bed then, she took her bra off and gave him her tits. He fondled and sucked them nicely and then wanted to take her panties off for her. She allowed him to, then he was panting hotly as he played with naked buttocks and warm cunt while she squirmed and sighed and kept urging him on, wanting him as aroused as possible so that he would have the courage to go down on her and suck her cunt.
When she decided he was ready for the task, Mary told him to lie on his back, then she knelt astride him and let him look straight up into her crotch so that he could have an exciting view of her cunt as well as her tits and butt.
"Did you ever lie under a woman before?" Mary asked.
"No. Christ, it's so exciting this way. I can stare at everything you've got. Your tits and your ass look all somehow different, more exciting."
"If you'd spanked me," she told him, "the cheeks of my ass would be red and hot, nice to play with while sucking my cunt. That's what my daddy used to do when I was a girl."
"Your daddy? Who the hell to you mean, Mary? Not your father, surely?"
"Sure, he started fucking me, sucking my cunt and spanking me when I was thirteen. He did it for all of three years before my mother blew the whistle on him and the cops came for him. I'm going to deliver my hot pussy right to your mouth now," she told him. "Watch it coming down to you. Lick your lips and get ready for a really tasty snack of warm pussy."
She lowered her crotch slowly, paused to rub the tip of his nose with her soft lips, then made the adjustment which delivered her cunt right to his mouth.
She heard his muffled groan and then his hands gripped her and he began sucking. For a man who had never before lapped a cunt and who had not seemed eager to try, he proved to be a very eager eater. Although he had asked for instructions in the art of cunt lapping, Mary decided he was doing fine for the time being.
Later, she told him to get his tongue into her slit and he did so, licking all around and delighting her as he rubbed her ass with both hands. When she told him to, he sent his tongue in search of her clit and, having found it with his finger earlier, he didn't have too much trouble locating it with his tongue. He gave it a good licking and it was not long before Mary went into orgasm, hotly rubbing her wet cunt all over his face and making it excitingly sticky.
"How did you like your first taste of pussy?" Mary asked as she raised her crotch from his face and looked down at the man.
"It was the tastiest thing I ever ate. From now on, it's going to be my favorite dish. How about you lying on your back now. I want to bury this bone before I go off in the air."
"There's no need for that, dear," she told him as she moved backward, still on her knees, then she was parked with her crotch directly above his hard prick. "Do you like having the woman ride your cock and do all the work?"
"Here comes another first for me, Mary. Christ, you're full of surprises. I think I'm going to like it a lot."
"I hope so, dear. When a woman fucks a man this way, her tits really bounce. Here comes your fucking now, you wonderful cunt lapper. I'm going to impale my cunt on your long cock and give you a beautiful fuck."
He watched as she lowered her body gracefully until the head of his tool was touching her crotch, then she reached to grip the hard shaft and guided it to her slit. She rubbed it over the soft pussy lips, then put it between them and they both groaned as she lowered herself and the cock pushed up into her slit.
She was tight, as he had good reason to know, but her cunt had been well lubricated by the lapping and his cock slid easily into her until she had it all and she sat squirming on his belly while his banger throbbed in the warm depths of her cunt.
Licking her tongue between her lips, Mary caught her luscious breasts with both hands and played with them, watching the light in his eyes dancing as he stared hotly. After fifty-six years of living, she had made a new man of him, had brought him truly alive for the first time and he found it difficult to believe.
Releasing her grip on her tits, she began riding the man's cock. At first, she did it slowly, raising and lowering her body with measured slowness, then as she stepped up the pace, her breasts went into erotic action, performing a beautifully exciting dance for the man, adding to the ecstasy which was already his.
Once, as she reached a very fast pace, Mary rose too high and his cock slipped out, but she quickly put it in again and resumed fucking him in the same style.
Much sooner than he wanted it to happen, the man told her that he was going to fire his load. When he did, she slowed the pace again and gave him a series of long, slow strokes, then when she heard the grunt break from him, she pressed slowly down on his belly and kept pressing as she felt his semen shooting up her cunt. As always, she used her strong vaginal muscles to suck him dry and leave him limp. As she dismounted, his softened prick fell out of her cunt with a squishing sound, then it collapsed on his belly, looking like a very dead thing indeed.
After that, they often sucked each other in his office during working hours, finding the act more exciting because there were people outside his office. Wanting the others to know, or at least suspect what was happening, she often allowed her orgasms to be a little noisier than usual, and after such bouts, she made a point of wearing a smug look as she walked around the outer office.
Mary continued to work for and enjoy sex with the same man until she was twenty-two. During that time, she dated other men and women and sometimes dropped in on Sally and Jo for a session of red bottoms and other lesbian games.
They were in his office one evening, enjoying one of their typical sessions. They were both naked, Mary had been spanked and her ass was still tingling warmly as was her cunt which had been well lapped by the man.
She was kneeling, sucking his cock, while he stood with his hands on his hips. She felt his body give an unusually strong jerk as she sucked semen from his spurting cock, then his knees gave and he collapsed to the floor. Mary tried to catch him, but she wasn't strong enough.
His eyes were open, but looked glassy and as he lay on the floor, he clutched at his chest for a few seconds while Mary looked on in horror, then it was all over and something she saw in his face told her he was dead. She phoned the nearest hospital, then got dressed. When the ambulance arrived, a hospital intern confirmed that the man was dead.
"Take his clothes with him," she told the attendant. "He's a married man. His wife may as well think he died of overwork."
"That sounds pretty accurate to me," the man said, looking her over boldly.
Mary didn't understand why, but even in her state of shock, she remembered the last line of a limerick which went, "...and instead of coming, he went."
Her late boss had done better, having come first. She hoped that the intensity of his pleasure had been enough to cushion at least some of the pain for him.
Mary never returned to the office, not even to pick up her pay for the week. Her boss had paid her generously over the years and she was farther ahead financially than when she had started. She could afford a long vacation and decided to travel until she was tired of it.
For starters, she went island hopping in the West Indies and it was there that she met Dwight. He was an American, tall and lean, strong looking, his six-four frame topped by a boyish looking, brush cut of sandy brown hair.
She met him at a party to which she had been invited by the hotel owner. They clicked at once and spent most of the evening together. He too was on vacation and had no problem about hurrying back home since he owned his company and had left it in good hands.
They arranged to go swimming the following day and when he took her back to her room, he kissed her good night outside the door. He put just enough on the kiss to let her know there was more in reserve.
Dwight knew the islands well and rented a boat for their swim. Armed with a picnic lunch which included two bottles of chilled wine, they found a totally deserted beach.
Mary liked what she saw in his eyes when she took her light wrapper off and he saw how she filled the two piece bathing suit. For her part, she was more than pleased with the way he looked in and around bathing trunks. He had strong, hairy legs and thighs, but his body, except for his chest which had a moderate growth of hair, was hairless and smooth looking.
As he opened a bottle of wine, Mary wondered how long she would have to wait to feel his body lying on hers, to find out how strongly he could hold her with those strong looking thighs.
Dwight poured two glasses of wine, put the bottle back in the cooler, then they drank a toast to a good day. They went swimming then and the water couldn't have been better. When they came out of the water, they dried in the hot sun, then moved back to the cool shelter of the trees.
As they sat, he put an arm around her, they kissed lightly at first, then with growing passion as her mouth and body let him know she was ready.
They moved slightly apart, he untied the top of her suit, then when they embraced again, firm, pink nipples stabbed his chest and as he tightened his arms around her, beautiful breasts mashed against his chest.
Easing her down onto the grass, he whispered words of beauty and of excitement as he fondled and sucked her breasts as well as any man ever had, better than most.
"Let me see you," she sighed as he raised his face from her beautifully sucked tits and his hands moved to the triangle of bathing suit, all that remained in the way of nudity.
Getting to his feet, he smiled down at her as he pushed the wet suit down and then his cock leaped out, big and hard and strong looking, the foreskin pulled well back from a beautiful big head which had the look of velvet about it.
"Will I do?" he asked with confidence but without any trace of showiness.
"I hope so," she told him, then stood and took off the rest of her suit, as proud of her nudity as he was of his.
As she dropped the suit, he took her into his arms and their embrace was a thing of wild excitement as the sun warmed bodies rubbed together and their hands moved slowly, patting and rubbing. She liked the fact that a hand stayed on her ass, savoring the firmness of flesh, the silkiness of her warm skin.
"Is there any place you don't like being kissed?" he asked as they lay on the grass again and he cupped a breast and a buttock.
"If there is, I didn't bring it with me," Mary told him, hoping he wanted to kiss her cunt, then keep his mouth there to do it more.
He kissed her belly and thighs while one hand held an excitingly squirming buttock. Each touch of his lips on her thighs caused them to move farther apart until her crotch was wide open and he panted as he told her of the thrilling beauty he saw there.
Dwight turned a little, got a hand on each cheek of her ass, then he pulled her up off the grass as his face pressed into her crotch, groaning hotly into her cunt as he kissed it strongly, then went on to suck beautifully.
He proved that he knew what a tongue was for as she groaned in ecstasy, then his licking tongue triggered an orgasm that swept over her like a storm. He held her with his arm around her thighs, her ass high in the air, her weight resting on her upper back and shoulders.
"God, you do know how to handle a girl," Mary said, sighing as he eased her back onto the grass.
"Woman, you mean," he told her with his confident, easy smile. "You're all woman, Mary," he added, then he was moving into position in her crotch, his strong prick brushing her thighs as he steered it to her hot cunt.
"Oh yes, Dwight, I'm hungry for that cock. Stretch me with it, lover. God, how I want you to screw me with that lovely big prick."
"I'll stretch you, Mary," he told her and pushed an excitingly big head between the lips of her pussy. "You have such a sweet, tight little cunt and I'll stretch it for you, like this...and this...and this," he panted and fed bone to her in short jabs until it was buried in her cunt and their sighs were mingling as they floated on the sun warmed air, their only audience the birds who chirped excited approval as their naked bodies worked together with erotic perfection and with pagan beauty.
Dwight fucked steadily, unhurriedly, his big rod continuing to stretch and fill her as it pistoned with exciting strength, and then her body trembled as Mary felt the onset of another orgasm.
"I'm going to come," she panted, "I'm going to come again."
"Yes baby, come...come...come," he replied as he gave her a long, strong stroke of his cock with each word, and then she was coming, her legs around him, holding him in a silken vise as her ass jerked up and the waves were crashing over her again in an intense climax which seemed to go on and on as she crushed his strong body with her long, lovely legs.
As the intensity of the orgasm passed, Mary's legs weakened their grip and he resumed fucking her. Content that she had achieved her orgasm, he rode her fast and just roughly enough to be thrilling for her, then he was panting and grunting as he ground in her crotch and she felt his semen shooting strongly into her greedily sucking cunt. Tremors racked his body as her cunt sucked him dry and he collapsed on her naked body, no longer the strong man he had been at the outset.
Later, Mary was surprised when he asked her to put her bathing suit on again while he remained naked.
"Don't you like the look of my naked body?" she asked.
"I love it, especially the white of your tits and the beautiful triangle of white on your belly and butt. It wouldn't take much time for this sun to spoil it."
With a little sigh, she got into her suit and the two of them ran hand in hand to the water to see what it offered in the way of refreshment. It offered more than enough. They sway, playing, for a long time, then lay in the sun to dry.
They chatted as they enjoyed their lunch, sharing it with the birds, washing it down with the chilled, white wine, then Dwight stripped her and took a long time playing with her, using his hands, mouth and tongue to drive her wild before he began pushing his revived prick into the tight warmth of her cunt.
It turned out to be another magnificent fuck for Mary and, as before, she came strongly while he was stretching her cunt, he waited until her orgasm passed, then he gave her a strong, fast fucking and groaned as her cunt sucked him off and drained him.
They were getting ready to return to the hotel, when Mary saw his cock stiffening again. Closing a hand around it, she squeezed gently and felt it responding a little.
"It's a great idea," he told her, "but I'm not sure I can stiffen enough."
"You were very generous with your mouth, darling," she told him. "Care for a little of the same in return?"
"That has to be the best offer I've ever had," he told her. "If your mouth sucks as beautifully as your cunt does, I'm going to get very hard indeed. You may have to carry me home though."
"I'll take my chances," Mary said and dropped to her knees on the warm sand.
She kissed and licked his stiffening prick, then pushed it into her mouth. Just as she began sucking, Dwight spotted the reflection of sunlight off glass on a launch about a half mile from shore. He guessed that someone was watching through binoculars and that caused his cock to stiffen instantly, making Mary sigh as she sucked.
Rubbing her head, he smiled in the direction of the boat, excited that someone was watching a beautiful woman giving him a blow job. When her sucking mouth brought him off, Dwight surprised her with a very big drink of warm semen.
They did their island hopping together after that, and it was always thrilling for both of them.
When it was time to leave, Mary agreed that she would move to the city where he lived and start a new life there. There had been no talk of marriage, but both were aware of it as a possibility.
Even the possibility of it came as a shock to Mary who had never seen herself in the housewife role and wondered if she could take it.