Stephanie's Illicit affair

[Zamdrist]

Stephanie's Illicit affair (Closed)

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Characters/Players
Steph - Zamdrist
Joyce - Joycelet

Premise: Undetermined for now, story will evolve.

Orientation: Lesbian

Tone/Flavor: Erotic, mildly vulgar

Setting: House, bedroom(s), opened ended


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[Zamdrist]

Steph

The sensations were nearly beyond words to describe. Pleasure forced my eyes closed, yet I forced them open again, enraptured by the vision before me. What was happening to me was very likely wrong, at least in a moral sense. And that was more than half of the reason it was so damn pleasurable.

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[Zamdrist]

Steph

Between the mess of shiny black curls I spied her pink tongue, flickering, lashing and nurturing me. My hand rested atop her head as though I was guiding her motions, but she needed no guidance. The older woman coddled, and then teased me with her expert tongue. She brought me to the precipice of orgasm, only to bring me back just as slowly as she brought me there. A whimpering moan escaped my lips, the muscles in my legs quivered and my breath quickened.

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[Zamdrist]

Steph

"Oh fuck she's gonna make me cum!" I thought.

Her tongue still swirling in my wet mess, the woman looked up at me, a knowing smile in her bright, rounded eyes. This woman knew precisely what she was doing to me and the inevitable outcome. This wasn't my first time with a woman, but it was never like this. So intense, so incredibly good.

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My name is Stephanie, my friends call me Steph. This is the story of how I ended up sleeping with my boyfriend's mother. I know, I'm going to hell. I just hope she comes with me.

24 hours earlier...

 

[Zamdrist]

Bump

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

My son was ate getting home. I had no idesa where he was or when he was going to get here, buyt Stephanie, his girlfriend was here waiting for him too.

O poured us esach a glass of winr and we sast at the table talking. She was so pretty and I could see why my son was attracted to her. Frankly, so was I, and before long we needed a refill so I got up to get the wine bottle.

Walking around behind her I started to massage her shoulders. She leaned back and sighed and I got a little forward and even let my hands graze over her breasts

She looked at me and licked her lips but didnt say anything.

"Like that sweeethesrt?", I asked.

I revealed to her what even my son didnt know, although his father did. I am bisexual. That was why he left us, and I havent been with a man since

 

[Zamdrist]

Ben, my boyfriend was late, which normally would irritate me but I didn't mind so much as Joyce, his mother was good company. We chatted like two old girlfriends in her kitchen, sipping wine and enjoying some good laughs.

Joyce was an attractive woman, no soccer mom by any means, even if she was some twenty years my senior. She was tallish, with dark luxurious shiny black hair. Under the kitchen lights it had a blue sheen. The way she was dressed you'd think she too was ready to go out on a date too, wearing heels, a flattering skirt that rose just above her knees and a ruffled white blouse.

The wine kept flowing as Joyce kept filling my glass, if I didn't know better I would think she was trying to get me drunk! She must have noticed the glossy look in my eyes, and stood behind me, kindly massaging my shoulders.

God that feels wonderful....

My head rolled back and to one side as Joyce worked over my shoulders. I was hardly surprised when her hand brushed across my front, grazing my breast. The woman flirted with me not an hour after Ben introduced us, and rarely passed up a chance to playfully flirt with me. Ben of course was oblivious to it, most men were.

As Joyce explained to me that she was bisexual, I felt my cell phone buzz, indicating a text message had come in.

"Like that sweeheart?" Joyce said.

"I think I do Joyce" I said, with a wink in my eye.

I drained my wine glass and topped off Joyce's glass, and checked my phone. Ben wasn't running late, he wasn't coming at all! Although I was pissed, the evening I think could be salvaged yet.

I decided to leave Ben's message to myself. Joyce didn't need to know that her son couldn't arrive at any moment. Yes, that should add a wonderful tension to the evening I think.

Bottle is empty Joyce, what shall we do? I asked.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

"Well we have several options. We could always run to the stire for more wine, but I know of a far more intoxicating drink I'd like to try. Would you like to try it with me?"

She stood and our eyes met. I knew what I wanted, but wasnt sure about her, but she didnt flinch nor object when I let my hand brush over her nipple, and I felt it was hard to my touch.

"Would you like a taste, Steph? I sure would"

She stepped closer and I took her in my arms and kissed her. Nw she knew I was bisexual but lately, excusive with girls. If she wantred to play I would like to teach her everyuthing I knew.

Even if Ben came home and caught us I didnt mind. It was time he knew his mother in every way, including sexually.

 

[Zamdrist]

Although there appeared to be no more wine, my head was buzzing quite enough for the moment, and if the telling look in Joyce's eyes were any indication, she was in no mood to go out for more.

I didn't know if it was the expensive red wine, or the sexually charged moment, but Joyce's forward posture excited me. Any doubt was dashed away as I felt the moist stirrings between my legs.

Here I was now, kissing my boyfriend's mother! Crazy! I thought. Not only my boyfriend's mother, but a mature, confident and admittedly sexy woman. The thought really only lent my nipples to harden more.

Pressed up against the kitchen bar, Joyce leaned in, and we kissed, longingly, and with some passion. Even if I objected, she had me cornered and I was going nowhere. Our tongues met and slid past, into each other's mouths. I could taste the wine on her tongue, as I'm sure she could mine. My hands ran up and down her back and lingered on her ass, pulling her in tighter. It was intoxicating kissing her, her body pressed up against mine, and I surrendered, if only for the moment.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

I stepped back, still tasting her sweet tongue and her salivas mixed with the wine.

With our eyes locked, I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and took it off. I turned around and suggested she unclaspo my bra. When sdhe did her hands cupped my bare breasts and then she pinched easch nipple.

Again facing her I started to open her dress and when the buttoins were all open, I slid it off her shoulders and let it fall rto the floor. Nothing was said asbout Ben. I guessed she didnt care either if he walked in on us a she stood in her bra and panties

I went to my knees and pulled her close, kissing and licking her through her panties which when wet became transparent

I looked p at her and told her how beautiful she was, and that I wanted to taste her

By now her bra was off and I pulled off her pantieds and she was naked. I spread her labia and licked her clit and tongued her and she tasted even better than the wine, just as I knew she would.

 

[Zamdrist]

As Joyce stepped back and began to unbutton her blouse, I watched with pleasure, my eyes widening, enraptured. Haltingly, and feigning concern I said "Aren't you worried Ben might walk in on us?".

She merely shrugged her lack of concern. "No." She said. I gave a girlish giggle and bit my lower lip. My hand instinctively found their way to one of my nipples, as I enjoyed pinching them against the fabric of my dress.

Wasting little more time, we both were in some state of undress in a flurry. Off came Joyce's bra with my assistance, then my dress was slipped off which I kicked aside. Joyce's eagerness was exciting, hardly pausing to pull off my panties before she began licking me. Yet in a flash I was completely naked as she told me how beautiful I was. Biting my lip I watched as she spread my labia and began licking me.

"Oh...oh damn...oh..." I said, voicing my approval.

I quickly grabbed a nearby kitchen stool and positioned myself in such a manner as to give Joyce better access to my pussy. I sat with my legs spread open and in the air as Joyce knelt between them. With one arm I braced myself along the kitchen bar, my free hand rested atop Joyce's head, following her motions as she licked and lashed my pink pussy.

"Oh gawd Joyce, that's so fucking hot!" I moaned out loud.

Her tongue was amazing! And the sight of this woman's face in my wet mess of a pussy was divine! Her tongue flickered across my clit again, and again. I was absolutely soaking wet.

Oh baby, oh... I cooed. "I hope you like girls who squirt, 'cause if you keep that up I will..."

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

When she asked if I liked girls thast squirt, I thought of a cute answer.

"I like girls any way they cum", I said with a grin on my wet face

I asked her if whe had ever been with a woman before, because we know how to eat pussy better than a man ever could.
I love breaking in a new girl and inbtroducing her to our lifestyle. Women are so soft and lovasble while men are usually jerks who just want to get themselves off and leave us in the lurch

As far as I'm concerned they can just use their hand instead of a female body, because a female body is a treasure to behold and to love and Styeph was easy to love because she let me know she liked what I was doing.

I suggested we go to my bedroom where we would be a lot more comfortable and she could give me my turn later.

 

[Zamdrist]

Joyce suggested we head to her bedroom, and I was eager to do so. She took my hand and lead the way. I was struck by the curious moment, this older woman, the mother of my boyfriend, leading me to her bedroom both of us naked. Honestly the wrongness of it all made my nipples tingle and my mouth water.

We fell onto her meticulously made bed in a tangle of arms and legs. Dusk's dying light shone weakly through the blinds across the room. We kissed and nuzzled some, again stoking the fires, rubbing our legs together, pressing our breasts against one another. I position myself atop Joyce and wrapped one leg over her's so I could rub up against the soft skin of her upper thigh. Bent over my lover, I teased her delicious nipples, so hard and so pointy.

While nuzzled up to Joyce's breast, I dipped my fingers into her wet pussy. She was a soaking mess. when I slipped in my fingers Joyce let out a delightful sound of pleasure. Slowly and steadily I pumped my fingers in Joyce. Responding to her moving hips I quickened my pace. She was at my mercy now as my fingers pumped faster, and Joyce moaned incessantly. I kept the pace and it didn't take long. Joyce stiffened, then shook delightfully as her first orgasm of the evening swept over her. I watched her quivering as I sucked my fingers, wet with her sex.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

We left our clothes in a pile in the kitchen. Ben would find them and that would lead him back to the bedroom.

Good. That was what I wanted. I wanted him to know I was a lesbian and a lover, and that he would be welcome in my bed too.

Steph was at first intrigued by my closely shaved cunt. She liked the soft smooth feel of it when she stroked it and I had to whisper to her to go down and check it with her tongue, but she just fingered me and I loved the feel of her doing thst. The rest could come later, but I also told her that she needed a shave too and laughed at the old joke about how she looked like a bum with all that hair.

We laughed and giggled while we made love, and I knew she was hooked. She was in the lifestyle now too, and she was mine to love and to nurture into bigger and better things than just finger play.

 

[Zamdrist]

Steph

As I licked my fingers clean of Joyce's sex, I noted the dreamy look in her eyes. I knew instinctively then, that this wouldn't be the last time Joyce and I made love. I read also in her eyes that her appetite was far from satisfied. She placed her hand on my head and guided me between her open legs. I planted soft tender kisses along her inner thighs and around warm pussy. I looked up at Joyce from between her thighs and our eyes met and locked. Slowly, deliberately I licked the dew from her pussy lips. My pace was slow initially, savoring her delicious pink lips. As my tongue was more deliberate, I felt Joyce squirming, heard her moaning in pleasure.

Suckling and licking Joyce's delicious pussy was a wonderful treat. I buried my face and tongue in her wonderful wet mess. Joyce shuddered and gasped out loud when my probing fingers slide into her juicy pussy.

"Oh baby, your pussy is so delicious..." I said.

I moved my fingers in her faster now, and teased her clit with the tip of my tongue, flicking it over and over, and sucking it up between my lips.

"Oh yes, come for me honey, come on... I encouraged.

 

[Joycelet]

Joyce

This little lovebug was a natural. After she licked my pussy a while I pulled her up on top of me and we kissed and talked about the things we coukld do

I asked her if she had ever been in a 69 ad she asked what that was. I giggled and told her she would find out and that it was fun with a man too.

She told me she had sucked Ben off and let him cum in her mouth, but that was all they had really done

"Did you like the taste?", I asked and then asked if she had spit it out or swallowed it, and then added that it gave a man a big thrill when we swallowed their cum.

When she asked me to show her what a 69 was, I laid her on her back and swung around and pesented my pussy to her face while i started licking her.

After a few moments I asked if she liked this, and told her we would roll over and let her be on top.

I wanted to lick her asshole and teach her all the good wonderful things about that too.