Chapter 1
Sally stood in the shower, watching the water cascading down her tits as she prepared for her night's blind date. She had a blind date every now and then when her married friends took pity on her single condition. She wasn't exactly love-starved, but she sure was horny. She did all right for herself, but a blind date was very interesting once in a while. She knew he wouldn't be exactly her style ... her style being younger men ... but she hoped for the best.
Being in the shower surrounded by a cloud of steam, she felt very alone and private. It was like a secret little world where she could do whatever she wanted. As her hands rubbed her smooth skin, she began to be optimistic about the evening, and as she washed the, globes of her tits and soaped her nipples, her body tensed with anticipation.
While her mind was occupied with thoughts of her date, her hands washed their way down to her hips where the luscious feeling of the soapy water beneath her fingers sent shivers through her body. Sally rubbed very vigorously, and as her fingers washed closer and closer to the hairy mound between her legs, the juices of her cunt began to mingle with the warm shower water running down her thighs. She scrubbed the hair between her legs savagely, and delighted in the thought of having a really spic and span pussy. Her fingers crept closer and closer to the pink gash that was now throbbing with desire.
A little warmup before a date is always a good idea, she thought, her fingers slipping into the warm lips of her juicy cunt, washing and massaging her clitoris which stiffened and grew into a hard little nub.
When Sally masturbated, she was in complete control, and her skillful fingers could touch any particular spot with just the right pleasure and the maximum stimulation. She worked her cunt slowly and gently at first, and when the pangs of sexual frenzy began to grow in her belly, she rubbed a little harder and a little deeper. Soon she was rubbing her clit quite vigorously and sending two and three fingers at a time sliding up the slimy hole of her cunt.
With her other hand, she slowly slipped her finger along the crack of her smooth ass and made little circles around her puckered bung. Slowly and carefully she teased her asshole until it was sending flashes of pleasure through her body equal to the pleasure she derived, from her steaming twat. At just the right moment, she slipped her middle finger up her ass to the knuckle and began plunging in and out with the same ferocity of her hand that worked on her cunt. All of this plus the hard spray of the warm water put her into an absolute frenzy. As her head began to reel and her legs began to wobble, she slowly slipped down to a crouching position where her gaping asshole and sopping cunt were more vulnerable to her massaging fingertips. Faster and faster she worked on her holes while the warm feelings of excitement pulsated through her body. It wasn't long until a throbbing sensation of an orgasm began to grow in the pit of her stomach. Soon wave after wave of intense pleasure ran through her fingers, along her arms, and up her body. She began moaning lowly and softly, but before long she was crying out in an ever-increasing crescendo. The sound ricocheted off the walls of the shower and grew louder and louder in her ears. Her head reeled as she fell back against the cool tile of the stall.
She sat under the falling water and rinsed the exquisite essences of cunt and asshole off her fingers. She stepped out of the shower onto the soft rug of her bathroom floor, picked up the fluffy towel, and blotted the drops of water that covered her smooth pink flesh. After an orgasm like that, she was primed for a long evening of fucking, sucking, and whatever else she could dream up.
Her body still tingled from the recent orgasm, and the towel felt exciting as she passed it between her legs and up her ass crack and around her tits and all the way down her smooth, shapely legs. As a final touch, she lightly doused herself with powder and squirted some strawberry-flavored feminine spray into her open pussy. The coolness of the spray felt so nice as it came in contact with her warm, moist gash. She gave another short shot to her cute brown puckered asshole.
Now that her gorgeous body was scrubbed and scented, she began to think of the clothes she would wear. She walked into the bedroom and threw open the closet door and stood looking at her assorted sexy outfits. If she knew more about the man she was about to date, she-could pick more wisely. She knew different things turned on different people. She didn't know if he was going to be a leg man, tit man, or an ass man. She would just have to take her chances and try to compromise.
As she''stood there fingering the sexy garments, the door bell rang.
"Shit," she said, "he couldn't be this early. He's not supposed to show up here for another hour." Quickly she grabbed her bathrobe and threw it over her luscious body tying the drawstring loosely around her waist and making sure that as she walked, the robe revealed the tops of her round tits and her luscious thighs. As she trotted over to the door, her lovely tits and scrumptious ass bobbed happily up and down.
She opened the door, and there stood a young man who could not possibly have been her date for the evening. He couldn't have been more than seventeen years old. He wore faded jeans and a white T-shirt. His body was hard and lean, and his eyes looked into her face innocently. In his right hand was a small bag with the name of the local drugstore on it. She realized this was the order she had called in a few minutes before, but her interest in the boy made her forget about the order as soon as she had remembered it.
The delivery boy held the package out before her, but his eyes were glued on the V-shaped opening of her robe. She could see he was drinking in the loveliness of the valley between her tits. The outline of her hard nipples showed through the soft material of her robe. She noticed the intense stare on the boy's face, and at the same time a shiver of lust slid down her backbone, into her hips, and made her cunt twitch.
She stood aside and told the boy to come in and put the package on the table. He nodded nervously and stumbled into the apartment, laying the bag down. She closed the door and leaned against it, smiling into his young face. She stood there a moment with the smile on her face. She knew she didn't want this prize to slip out of her grasp without taking full advantage of the possibilities it offered. She could see that the young boy was interested. The bulge in his pants began to swell and pulsate. This made Sally feel very pleased with herself.
She gave him a very winning smile, then sat down on the sofa facing him. She spread her knees open just enough to allow the boy a glimpse of her muff.
"You must get very tired running around town delivering packages. Why don't you sit down awhile on the couch with me and we'll relax?"
The boy was clearly nervous, but his lust was the more dominant factor. He could feel the juices gathering to a boil inside of him, and he knew this gorgeous slut was just the thing to release the trapped jism in his balls. He slowly walked over to the couch and sat down a few feet away from her. She turned towards him, making sure the robe sagged away from her huge soft boobs, and put one hand on the back of the couch near the boy's shoulder. It wasn't long before she had slid over within a few inches of the boy's body. She could now clearly see the outline of his huge cock as it pressed desperately against his jeans. She thought she could even see the veins surging with blood and the neck of his huge sausage as it blossomed into a full hard head.
"I was just getting dressed," she said, "when I heard the doorbell. It isn't often I open the door and find such a good-looking young man standing there."
She began to rub the back of his neck with one hand while the other came to rest lightly on his thigh.
"You certainly have a nice body," she said to him.
"You do, too," he said.
"Well, two nice bodies should certainly be able to find something interesting to occupy them," she said as her hand slipped over the boy's stiff rod and began to unzip his fly.
She could barely wait to get his hot cock into her mouth and taste his fuck juices as they flowed down her throat. She unbuttoned the top of his pants, reached into the opening of his underwear and was amazed at the size of his steaming dick. As she pulled it out, its fuU bloated head rose like a cobra. She felt the juices of her own sloshy cunt moistening the insides of her thighs. As she stared at his tool, her nostrils flared at the musty odor that rose from his prize cock.
She slid her fingers up and down on the long shaft and slowly slipped down between the boy's legs, bending her anxious lips over his cock. She opened her mouth and then gently closed it over the fat prickhead. She slowly began to tongue the underside of his cock and gently but firmly held his balls in the palm of her hand. She slid her warm wet tongue all over the head of his cock and then thrust her head down, forcing his tool to the back of her throat.
She began to pull his pants down out of the way and as her head bobbed up and down, drooling saliva down his shaft and onto his balls, she slipped her hands under his youthful ass and spread his cheeks.'
She slipped her finger into the puckered hole of his ass and began to probe it. With her skilled mouth and- fingers working as a team, it wasn't long before his hot jizz was spurting furiously into her mouth. The boy's body was stiff as a board and his hand held her head. The bittersweet taste was just as gorgeous as she had hoped it would be. And the amount of his flooding cream was more than she could swallow. It drooled out of the side of her mouth and down her cheek. When she had sucked his balls dry, she sat back on the couch, throwing her legs towards him. She opened her robe and spread her thighs, exposing the pink cuntlips beneath the brown fuzz.
"It's your turn now," she said as she wiped her chin with her index finger and then washed her finger in her mouth. "I know you can do it."
Although the boy's passion was spent a moment before, he now sprang at her steaming twat like a Hon. He buried his face in the moisture of her cunt, and his tongue began reaming the innermost crevices of her sopping box. His hands grasped at the warm globes of her tits, massaged the hard brown nipples. The sensation of his wildly lashing tongue in her gash brought her to near ecstasy. The young boy knew just how to use his long tongue, and she immediately appreciated his skill. The tip of his tongue made tight little circles around and around her clitoris, then darted into her cunt hole as far as he could stick it. He wiggled it around in there for a while, then withdrew it and began to lick her clitoris again. He continued this until her body began to quiver in the throes of a fantastic orgasm. As she arched her back in ecstasy, a low moan escaped from her lips. A powerful tremor shot through her body from her cunt to her brain, and she slumped down in a heap of satisfied lust.
The boy sat up and smiled warmly into her face. His cheeks and chin were glistening with her pussy nectar.
"Well, you're certainly not a newcomer to that game," she said.
"Not exactly," he admitted, "but I've never tasted a twat as good as yours before."
"That's very nice of you to say," she said. "Your cock is really something, too. I'll certainly be looking forward to placing more orders at the drugstore. I'm sure I'll see you again."
He stood up and pulled his pants up over his lean hips and zipped up his fly. He thanked her very politely and left.
Just as soon as the door closed, Sally remembered the package that had brought the boy to her. It was her new douching kit, and she couldn't wait to try it out. She went into the kitchen and got a large bottle of 7-Up which she kept especially for this purpose. She took everything into the bathroom and began to get ready. First she filled the bag with 7-Up and hung it high so she would get a powerful spray. Then she set up a little mirror on a stool in front of the toilet so she could watch exactly what she was doing. She. sat down on the toilet and spread her legs. She inserted the nozzle a little ways into her hot cunt. She wiggled the nozzle around a little - until the juices were flowing. She loved the way the stiff plastic nozzle fit in her liquid slit. She released the valve and immediately felt the strong spray of the effervescent liquid filling her gash. She stuck the nozzle farther in and held her cuntlips closed with her hand. Her pussy began to feel very full and the little bubbles from the liquid were tickling the pink walls of her cunt. She opened her lips slightly and let the warm mixture of 7-Up and pussy juice flow through her fingers. She moved the nozzle in and out and around and around, and although it wasn't as warm and animated as her young lover's tongue had been, but it reached the deep areas that a tongue could never hope to reach. At the same time she began to rub her clitoris, and the sensation was so soothing she felt she could go on for hours. In a few minutes, however, she had reached a powerful orgasm. She continued douching until all her cunt juice had been washed away and her twat Was left as sweet as the delicious liquid that ran out through her pussy hair.
She realized now that she would, have to start getting ready for her date. She went back to the closet and picked out a black mini-dress. It was made of sheer nylon and was very low cut in the front. It was just long enough to cover her ass. She stood before her full-length mirror and admired her gorgeous body. She ran her fingers down over her throat, to her huge tits, down her flat stomach, along the sides of her hips, and finally rested on her asscheeks. She turned ninety degrees and admired her profile. Her tits sticking out in front and her ass hanging sensuously behind gave her all the confidence she needed. She slipped into the flimsy black dress and bent over to make sure enough of her soft warm tits would show. She turned around and lifted the hem of her skirt in back and took another admiring glance at her firm ass. She decided not to wear a bra because she hated to hide her beautiful boobs. She would wear a very brief pair of panties, though. She opened her underwear drawer and picked out a tiny pair of bikini panties. Standing in front of the mirror, she lifted one leg at a time and slipped them into the soft sheer material. She drew them up as high as they would go so the fabric binded against her pussy and her ass. It felt so good to have the cool fabric pressed tightly against the soft skin of her crotch. After putting on her make-up and dousing herself with a sexy perfume, she was ready.
She sat down on the couch waiting for the door bell to ring. As she sat there, she couldn't help admiring the beautiful thighs below the hem of her dress. She began to rub the inside of her thigh and was about to start another finger-fucking session when the door bell chimed.
When she opened the door, she saw before her a rather tall, slim middle-aged man with a sheepish smile on his face.
"Hello " he said, "my name is Robert. I'm your date for this evening."
"Well, Robert," she said, "come right in. I'll be ready in a minute."
He came in the door and stood there while she went to put on her coat. She sized him up from head to foot. He's no young stud, she thought, but who knows? Maybe it'll be a good evening after all.