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I can Steal Your Girl Lesbian PT2Lovely Danielle ended up being a lot of fun. Game for whatever, eager to please. Plus, there was just something about a girl with a body that spectacular that got me creative. Sexy photo shoots, filming the two of us go at it…it was fun. I tell you, there’s nothing like the unrestrained energy of a woman who finally learns just how great lesbian sex can be. Learning that she can come as many times as she wants in a night? It seemed like every day she was determined to break whatever mark she set the night before.But all good things. Like I said, I like moving on. It’s the conquest for me and while I knew Danielle was so into me and all things gay sex that she wouldn’t have had the slightest objection to me fucking another girl, either with her or not, I wanted to stretch my horizons. Plus, things got pretty heated when my friend got back and found out I’d seduced one of her clients, something I’d promised I wouldn’t do. So without a permanent place to have Danielle anyway it was time for me to move to my next thing.Truth is, I know a lot of the lesbian community wouldn’t admit it but there’s enough women in their 40’s, 50’s or even 60’s who lust after gorgeous young girls in their late teens and early 20’s. And for “introducing” Danielle to one of them, I knew I could ask just about any favor.The lucky woman in question was an old butch friend of mine named Nancy. Nancy ran a travel agency and, when I told her about my dilemma and sent her a nice batch of some of the pictures I’d taken of Danielle, all of a sudden I had a heck of an offer coming my way. An all expenses, first class trip to a gorgeous Caribbean resort. It worked out well for all of us. Nancy got a gorgeous, 24 year old newly won-over femme, Danielle got a rich old Sugar Mama and I was winging my way down to surf and sand.It soon turned out I hadn’t driven that great of a bargain. The tickets I’d gotten were from a cancellation and I soon learned that it was definitely not the busy season. The place was about half-full. That mostly suited me fine, I was there for the sun, drinks and food mainly but I definitely was on the lookout for some talent to bring back to my room. There wasn’t much. Old couples mainly, some reasonably OK soccer mom looking types who I filed under “maybe”(although breaking up a family is always more of a hassle than it’s worth) and one staff member that looked a little like a thicker version of Rihanna who I definitely thought might do the trick.Worse still, I was apparently staying next to a honeymooning couple and the walls were thin. Not that it mattered much. The first night they were there all I heard was a few minutes of male grunting and almost no female noises. Imagine my surprise. I made a mental note to look the couple up to see if the young bride was worth my time. After all, after listening to the sad display of sex her husband put on, I owed it to her.I didn’t see them until the next day at dinner. After a nice leisurely day of sun by the beach and pina colada’s I decided to check out the Resort’s well regarded restaurant. I got a nice table for one and sat down for my meal.That’s when they walked in. The couple. I noticed the guy at first. He was unremarkable, your average frat boy douchebag in a polo and khakis, but pretty clearly tipsy, bumping into chairs on his way to his table. But then, behind him and looking a little embarrassed, was his cute as fuck wife.She was adorable and yet, adorable in a way that only made her that much sexier. Barely five feet tall with big round doe eyes and shoulder length black hair. With her pale skin and ruby red lips she looked like a sexy little Snow White. If she was a newly-wed I assumed she was in her 20’s but she looked barely out of high school. I wanted her right away.The two sat down, her drunken husband banging his plate loudly as he did and I heard them give their drink order. The husband loudly and rudely ordered two jack and cokes while his wife, in the most adorable little voice I’d ever heard, ordered a glass of white whine.My attention got diverted, though, when her husband knocked over the pitcher of ice water on their table, sending some of it splashing my way. I couldn’t help it, I shot a dirty look his way. I caught the eyes of his sexy little wife for a second as she tried to apologize but the big loud idiot soon got my attention.”Don’t worry about it,” he slurred in my direction, “How you doin’, bro?”He looked very pleased with himself. Get it? Because I have short hair, a stocky body and butch features I’m a man. Isn’t he funny?Yeah dude, I thought to myself, I’m definitely going to turn your wife out.But how? That was the question. I knew that newlyweds on their honeymoon were likely to spend most of their time together and while I’ve done it before, actually seducing a woman in front of her husband could be tricky. It was something that weighed on my mind all throughout my meal. I hoped he might go to the bathroom so I could say something to her but the guy must have had a bladder of steel because he just kept ordering more and more drinks and talking loudly. Worse still, the pretty young thing actually seemed smitten with him. I guess that made sense them being newlyweds and everything but it would make things a little more complicated.Or so I thought. Sometimes people ask me why, considering the lousy break we sometimes get, I’m so sure god is a woman. Well it’s because of nights like the one I’m about to describe.I’d decided to work on my plan and some of my frustration by taking a swim in the resort pool at night and then get in a quick steam before bed. The swim went well, I was alone for most of it and able to think about the various ways I would fuck that sweet little black haired beauty but that mainly got me worked up. I thought about hitting the gym but instead decided to just get my steam and get to bed. So I wrapped myself in a towel and got into the sauna.I was only in there for about ten minutes when my luck took a turn for the fantastic. Who walks in? Little Snow White of course, wearing a modest little bikini that definitely had me looking at her in a new light. She had, on top of the most angelic little face you’d ever find, a banging body. Not super-stacked the way Danielle was but a pair of what looked like D-cups on her barely five foot frame looked incredible. Add in a flat toned stomach and slim hips and I had a whole new reason to want to bang the fuck out of her. The glint of her wedding ring only a reminder of one of the other ones.She flashed me a melt-your-heart smile and sat down on a towel across from me. I began working on just what I was going to say to her when the little fox beat me to it.”Sorry about Cole,” she said, clearly referring to dinner, “He just got a little tipsy.””It’s fine,” I said, desperately wanting her to get bold and loosen her top.”I think we’re in the room next to you,” she said with another little smile. I nodded. She proceeded to talk for a little while about their wedding and how in love they were and all the while all I could think about was just how deep my strap-on was going to get into her. How I was going to make her call me “Mommy” when she came all over it. I had to shake myself out of it when I realized she was asking me a question.”Sorry?” I asked, trying to get the image of my pussy juices soaking her face out of my head.”I said, you’re a doctor, right?” she askedI paused for a second. I wasn’t a Doctor. I barely got a C in high school biology. But then I remembered. The woman whose ticket I’d taken was indeed a Dr. Louise Baker. I don’t know how my neighbor would have found out my name but, well, I wasn’t too quick to correct her all the same.”Yup,” I nodded, hoping I could fake my way through whatever question she had next.”So, I was hoping I could ask you a question,” she said, looking adorably nervous.”Of course,” I said.”It’s about…” she looked around to make sure nobody was looking. The sauna was empty and there were no noises anywhere. Her voice dropped to a whisper. “…sex”.I perked up. I knew that this would lead somewhere good. In fact, I had an idea of what would come next.”Go ahead,” I said, trying to hide my excitement.”Well, see, the thing is…is it true that some women just can’t have orgasms?” she said, looking nervous.”Why do you ask?” I said, hoping to draw it out of her.”Well, Cole and me,” she said, rubbing her finger nervously, “I’m not perfect, we had sex before we were married. And now we’ve had it afterwards. And I’d heard a lot of my girlfriends talking about orgasms and how great they are but I’ve never had one, I don’t think.””If you have to think, you haven’t” I said”I thought that once we were married I might, you know, because there was no guilt but I haven’t yet. When I asked Cole about it he said I might just be one of those women who didn’t have orgasms.”I had to do my best not to laugh. I had a hunch that anyone that Cole slept with might end up being one of “those” women.”But you’ve never…” I started, “…Even by yourself?”Snow White looked nervous again.”No, I grew up in a strict house with no locks on the door and…anyway, can some women just not have them?”I smiled. This was going to be almost too easy.”In my experience,” I started, “Every woman can have them. Lots of them. The thing is that it’s usually the man who simply doesn’t know enough about the female anatomy to really produce them.”The girl looked a little relieved but still worried.”Oh,” She said, “So something is wrong with Cole?”More than just one thing, I thought to myself.”Well, it could be,” I said, “How big is his erect penis?”Well, this was no surprise. The cute little wife looked bashful for a second but then held her hands up about five inches apart. I assumed she was being charitable to boot. I had to stifle a laugh.”Mmm, with a penis that small he’d probably have to rely on his fingers and mouth if he wanted to make you cum.” I said before regretting that I wasn’t sounding more clinical. Wifey didn’t seem to notice though.”Oh,” she said, “Cole said he doesn’t really like doing that though.”I tried to contain a smile. At once I hated her husband for being such an absolutely pathetic idiot and, yet, also wanted to buy him a buy for basically giving his wife to me with a bow on her panties.”Well, then, why don’t you at least show me what you need to do so that you can at least show him what to do or do it yourself.”She nodded. For a second the two of us just stared at each other before her eyes widened.”Oh,” she said, “I thought you were going to…”I laughed. The idea of masturbating in front of this girl had some appeal but I knew it wasn’t what would start her on the path to where I wanted to take her. I shook my head.”No, see, the thing is that every woman is unique.” I said, “What gets me off, what makes me orgasm, might not be the same thing for you. But if you’re skilled enough with the techniques, as I am, I’m sure I’ll be able to halkalı escort find out what works for you.”She nodded, still, she looked hesitant.”Have you done this with a lot of patients?” she asked. I was beginning to genuinely wonder if this young woman knew what a lesbian was. Well, I figured, she would soon enough.”Yes, lots” I said, speaking a sort of truth. Again she looked around nervously but slowly she stood up and walked over to me. She stood in front of me, only a few inches taller standing up than I was sitting down. Her pale skin glistening with the heat of the sauna.”Take your bathing suit off.” I ordered, my tone decidedly nonclinical. She paused for just a second before reaching down to pull the bottom of her bikini over her hips.She was gorgeous. Shaved completely bare, with puffy pink lips that were just begging to be licked. I knew that would have to wait though.”Probably should take your top off too,” I said, looking up at those lovely full breasts of hers.”Why?” she asked, looking unsure.Because I fucking said so, slut was what my instinct was to say. I held it back.”Some women, it helps to have their nipples stimulated.” I said, something true but I knew that wasn’t really why. I just wanted to see this sexy young creature completely nude. She nodded and reached behind her to pull off the top. God, she was stunning. Perfect tits, full and surprisingly heavy looking sitting high on her chest, the faintest little peach nipples poking out. I reached my hand out and began stroking her sex, softly. Gently. I wanted to ease her into it. There would be time to fuck her till she begged for mercy later. Gently I slid two fingers inside her and heard her groan.”Oh that’s, that’s tight.” she said. She was. She was like a fucking vice, squeezing my fingers. Her husband must be hung like a mouse, I thought as I began slowly working my fingers in and out of her wet cunt.”That’s really nice.” she said, closing her eyes”I want you to imagine yourself in bed, with beautiful silk sheets.” I said, “And I’m putting my fingers inside of you just like this…”Her eyes opened, she looked confused.”Shouldn’t I imagine Cole?”I shook my head.”Do as I say,” I said harshly. She looked worried for a second but did as told. Something that would come in handy later, I suspected.”Anyways,” I continued, “I’m thrusting my fingers in and out of you on your soft bed. You’re spreading your legs because it feels so good and you want me to fuck you faster.”She did, practically under my spell, she spread her legs just as I told her.”Don’t you?” I saidShe nodded. That wasn’t enough.”Say it.””Oh god, do me faster, please” she moaned. I did. My fingers fucking her hard now. But I knew she needed more. So I held my fingers up to her mouth.”Get my fingers wet,” I ordered. She hesitated for only a second before sucking my long digits into her mouth. Not surprisingly, it looked like despite never having been treated to an orgasm in her life, she was no stranger to sucking on something long and hard.Typical, I thought.As soon as she had my fingers nice and wet they too were at her crotch. It wasn’t hard to find her clit. Small, yes, but very stiff. And soon I was rubbing it in a gentle circular motion.”Oh holy Christ,” she moaned as my fingers first made contact.”It’s got nothing to do with him” I said as I started working the girl in earnest. My two hands each using my skill to make her cunt buck and squeeze.”It’s so good, oh lord, I never knew,” she panted, her eyes still closed.”See how your body responds,” I said, feeling her squeeze around my fingers as she got wetter and wetter, “You’re perfectly normal. A beautiful girl. Someone who can cum. Someone who will cum.””Oh my goodness, yes,” she panted”Yeah, you like it when I fuck you?” I said, probably a bit harsher than I needed to. It was a slip up. I wanted to maintain an air of professionalism but something in me went loose. I wanted to here this innocent young wife swear. To hear her beautiful lips say something filthy. Her eyes opened.”Doctor, that’s not very…oh fuck, yes, I do, it’s so fucking…” she said, I could see her being overtaken by her desires. Her good little girl upbringing disappearing as she realized she was a cute little fuck machine, built to cum at a woman’s hands.She had to put her hands on my shoulders to keep herself propped up. I showed no let up though. Soon I was finger fucking her like a madwoman and she was panting and cooing and letting out these little squeaks as her fingers digged into my shoulder blade.”Do you want to cum?” I asked. She nodded. Again, not enough for me.”Sooo much,” She said, practically whining “Please make me cum.””You’re sure?” I said, still trying to sound like a doctor.”Oh please Doctor. Please let me cum. I want to so bad. I need it. I love it. Please just give me an orgasm.”I decided to stop torturing the poor girl. After all, I did feel bad for her. The speed of my fingers on her clit were practically a blur and I tilted my fingers upwards to get her g-spot.”Oh doctor, fuck, please, yes, I love it. Fuck me, don’t stop. Cuh-cuh-CUMMING”I felt her clamp down on my hands and she gushed her juices all over me. Spraying me. A squirter on her first try. She was screaming and howling and seemed to have to put all her weight on me just to stand up. It was cute. She was cute even when she came.I looked up at her and saw there were practically tears streaming down her face she was so clearly happy she’d just had her first orgasm. I knew, right then and there, that I could have done absolutely anything I wanted to her she was so grateful. But I didn’t want her to fuck me out of some sense of obligation. I had a different plan for her.”Thank you doctor, thank you so much,” she said. I could tell she wanted to kiss me but I was going to maintain the facade of medical distance for a little bit.”See?” I said, “There’s absolutely nothing wrong with you. You just needed to be with a woman. Someone who knew what they were doing.”She looked at me like she practically worshiped me. It took every ounce of strength I had not to just throw her over my shoulder and bring her back to my room. But she just nodded and meekly put her clothes back on. I could tell her stomach was doing knots as she tried to process what had just happened to her.Thankfully, I had the strength to wait until she left before I licked my fingers clean. She tasted like strawberries.I walked back to my room, hoping I might run into her again but didn’t. In fact, I noticed with some dismay, the room she was in had the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the handle. The thought of her gross husband touching her repulsed me but, deep down, I knew it was part of the plan.I poured myself a glass of whiskey when I got back into my room and went to bed. Sure enough it was shortly after that when the thin walls started to reveal some of my handiwork.I heard moans. Those same cute little moans I’d heard just a little while ago. For a second I got nervous. The last thing I wanted was for my cute little Snow White to take what I’d shown her and teach it to her husband. Truth told, I didn’t even want her to be doing it herself. I wanted her to think that only I could make her feel that way.I didn’t have to worry. Thankfully her husband lived up to my expectations. I heard those moans for about thirty seconds before I heard some hushed voices before another few minutes of a man grunting before stone cold silence. I could practically hear her cries of frustration.And I could practically taste her strawberries.I’ll be surprised though. I thought it might take a little longer. I thought she might make it to noon. But it was barely ten o’clock when I heard an eager knocking on my door. I really wasn’t surprised to see my little Snow White standing in the hallway. She was dressed especially sexy, with a cute little jean skirt and a tight white t-shirt that hugged her curves so closely it looked like it might tear If it got stretched even a little further.”Hi,” She said, clearly excited to see me. I gave her a warm but distant smile. I wanted her to come to me.”Hi there, Mrs…” I started, realizing I didn’t even know her name.”It’s Miller,” she said before thinking about it a second, “But you can just call me Vanessa.”Vanessa. Perfect.”So what can I do for you?”She stepped in nervously. I could see that there was conflict in her eyes. Not enough conflict, I knew, that it would stop her but clearly she wasn’t quite where I wanted her just yet. Still, she was here and that was good enough for now.”Well, Doctor, The things is…the thing you showed me yesterday…””The orgasm I gave you,” I said, again trying to sound clinical.”Right,” she nodded, “Well, the thing is I tried showing Cole how to do it last night, I didn’t tell him about you obviously, and I thought it was going well enough but he stopped about half way through and then he, well, then we had sex our usual way and so I still haven’t had an orgasm with him.””Uh huh,” I said, closing the door behind her, “So he couldn’t do it with his fingers?”She shook her head.”No, he tried and, like I said it was OK Not as good as you did it but, you know, he’s…”A man, I thought”…Not a doctor. He did it for a bit and said I was “ready” and then he got on top of me and, well…”God I hated this guy. Even for a man he sounded loathsome. To have such an angelic, gorgeous creature and to neglect her entirely? I mean, I think most men are useless in the bedroom but at least some of them try their best. I can’t help it, I began to feel very self-righteous about this. He deserved to have his wife taken from him. It was a pressing matter.”So what did you want me to do then?” I asked, “Talk to him about it?”She shook her head.”Oh god, no, no I don’t think that would be…” she trailed off, “No, I was hoping that maybe you could, I mean, I know I’m asking a lot of you while you’re on holiday but maybe you could…show me again?”I smiled. I had baited the hook. Now I just had to reel it in. But I knew that still demanded patience.”Just so,” she started, “If he really can’t make me orgasm I could at least get better at getting there myself?”God I wanted to fuck her so badly. Well, no, her husband fucks her badly. I wanted very badly to fuck her. She was just an adorable young woman learning just how great sex could be and I wanted to give her everything all at once. But I restrained myself.”Certainly,” I said, “But let’s do it in my bedroom.””Oh thank you doctor,” She said with such genuine appreciation that it broke my heart a little. Still I could recognize that, in her voice, there was something else. A hunger. A desperation. She might want to maintain the facade for now that she was doing this so that her sex life as a married woman wouldn’t be so miserable but I knew, and I suspected she did to, that she was in my room for one reason and one reason only. She wanted to cum and her husband couldn’t do it.We made the short trip to my bedroom şişli escort and I could see the anticipation on her face. I delighted in the idea that she was this eager just after one small orgasm. When I really fucked her, when my hands and mouth brought her to multiple orgasms before my powerful thighs strap-on fucked whatever last vestiges of straightness she had out of her pretty little body…well, I was eager to find out just how deeply she’d fall.”You should be naked for this.” I said. She nodded. Truth be told I’d never seen anyone get undressed faster. She practically ripped her own clothes off. Soon enough that sexy little naked body was in front of me again. I pushed her backwards onto the bed and she fell down giggling with me on top of her. I began kissing softly at her neck.”Doctor, oh, no, I just want…I mean…I didn’t think we’d be kissing.”I smiled. She was still putting up that front.”Shhh,” I whispered, “I really want to show you what your body is capable of and foreplay is an important stimulus to giving you a really powerful orgasm.”I felt her squirm at that. The idea that the orgasm I’d given her, that had probably changed her world, wasn’t as good as it got? Clearly she was intrigued enough to drop her objections.I kissed down her neck and sucked her lovely breasts into my mouth, feeling her gasp and moan as her body was expertly teased and toyed with. Probably for the first time. My large hands found that wet little cunt of hers and I was stroking her even as I kissed down her stomach.”Oh Doctor,” she moaned, “I’m not sure you should…””Trust, Vanessa,” I said soothingly, “If you’re going to orgasm with your partner it’s important that you trust them. That you give in to them. That you put your body completely in their hands.”She looked down at me, biting her lip in that sexy way that good girls do when you want them to be bad. She nodded. My lips found her beautiful delicate little flower and I began licking. Not slow, not soft. No, I gave her the powerboat version. I turned it up to 11. My tongue was a machine gun on her clit. My fingers pistoning in and out of her tight little cunt. Yesterday was showing her that she could cum, today was going to be about showing her how I could make her cum.”Oh goodness,” she moaned again, “Oh my god, it’s so good, you’re so good.”I smiled. I’m good with my fingers, I’m a surgeon with a strap-on but eating cunt? I’m the best. I didn’t let up for a second. Rolling that little clit in my mouth, sucking it, nibbling at it, giving it little tugs. Her pussy was an orchestra and my tongue was it’s genius conductor. Soon the cute little wife was screaming for me, clamping her thighs around my head and bucking like a unbroken mare in heat.I knew that deep down, she knew what this was. There was no intellectual way to justify this. I wasn’t showing her how she could get herself off. She wasn’t going to be eating her own pussy. No, she was giving into the butch older lesbian because she needed to cum. Because she knew that deep down, she needed what only I could give her.And she tasted incredible. Her tight little cunt was so wet on my mouth, so hot. Her juices flowing like Niagara Falls, clearly being stored up by never being properly seen to in her life. Or at least until last night in the sauna.”Lick me, oh yes, right there, don’t stop,” she moaned. Her cute high-pitched voice sounding so incredibly sexual. I couldn’t wait until it was saying the filthiest things imaginable. I knew I was going to take a special pleasure in getting her to say all of those things I like my newly broken in sluts to say.”Oh please god, yes, I love it, I love it, I love it” she kept moaning. I knew she was close. I went a step further. My free hand slid around her tight little ass and, without warning, I slid a finger inside her tight little asshole.”Oh no, Oh no, oh no, oh please…OH FUCK.”She came immediately and I could tell it was a massive one. She gushed her cum into my mouth as she rode my face even harder. I lifted her off the bed when she did, she was so light I could easily lift her upwards, presenting her open cunt even more to my hungry mouth. I never stopped licking her through it, in fact, I kept going, kept speeding up and it wasn’t long until.”I can’t, oh god, you can’t, I’m gonna I can’t…YES YES YES!”Again she came screaming, her first ever multiple orgasmic experience. I had her practically vertical now. I felt like I was the big bad Wolf eating up Little Red Riding hood. Devouring her. She came again and again in my mouth.When I finally put her down and snuggled up against her, she looked completely changed. She was looking up at me with such adoration, such gratitude. I could tell that she knew this wasn’t some bullshit “help” from a Doctor.So I was tired of playing. I love making a woman cum. I love making her cum harder than a man can. The little noises, the little sounds…I love it all. But truth is, I’m like anyone else. I want to bust my own nut. I want to get mine.I began pulling off my clothes, revealing my strong thick arms and thighs, pulling down my boxers and lifting up my shirt to reveal my heavy tits and my hairy cunt. I could tell that my body, the strength of it and the power combined with the age and weight, was a shock to her.”Look, I…” She started. But I wasn’t having any of it.”Vanessa, how does your husband make you feel when he only cares about his orgasm and not yours?” I asked, “How does it feel to do everything to get your partner off but they don’t do anything for you? Do you want to make me feel that way? After all I’ve done for you.”She shook her head.”So what do you want me to do?” she said nervously, “Should I rub you like you did me or…”I put my head firmly on her head, gripping her black hair tightly.”Sweetheart, you’re going to put that pretty little mouth of yours on my cunt. And you’re going to eat me. And you’re going to eat me until I cum all over that gorgeous face of yours. And then you’re going to eat me again and again and again and you won’t stop until I tell you that you can.”She looked nervous but she did as told, albeit slowly, crouching down and positioning herself between my splayed wide legs.”Because if you don’t,” I said harshly, “I’m never going to make you cum again.”That did it. I saw a fierce fire in her eyes. A fierce hunger. She may have been some poor sweet virgin before I said those words but that ended it. She attacked my cunt like a mad woman, her tongue buzzing all around. She wasn’t skilled but she was so eager, she looked like a little kitten lapping like crazy at my pussy.It was intoxicating. I thought about her saying her wedding vows only a few days earlier but now, those same lips that said I do were glued to my hot, sticky cunt. I thought about her drunken idiot husband, out there on the golf course, while his gorgeous little wife tongued me like she was poisoned and the only antidote was my pussy juices. Fuck him. He didn’t know what to do with her. Within two days I’d turned her into a fuck hungry little slut who was gnawing away at pussy because she was told to. If he couldn’t keep her, he didn’t deserve her.Sweet little Vanessa got good fast. She found my big stiff clit and clamped down on it like she was suckling her mother’s milk from it. Doing her best imitation of what I’d done to her.”Oh yes, you sweet little baby dyke,” I moaned, “Eat Mama’s cunt.”She did, looking up at me with those big eyes, so desperate for approval. I didn’t want to give her too much. She was going to spend the next few hours on her knees, after all.”Fuck, yeah,” I grunted as I pulled her closer into my cunt “You’re going to make Mama cum.”She kept at it. Her tongue surprisingly long and agile. She really got deep. Finally, the orgasm I’d been holding back on for almost two days burst out of me.”Fuck you little bitch, here it cums. Here cums…Mama FUCK”.I flooded her face with my hot sticky cream and she licked and licked and loved it. The orgasm pounded around my body, leaving my toes curled and my fist tightened in her hair. Making sure she had nowhere to go. It was one of the strongest orgasms I’d had in a long time. I was panting uncontrollably and practically whimpering I had cum so hard. Eventually, I came to a rest, collapsing against the bed’s pillows and feeling like someone had knocked the wind out of me.”Did you like that?” she asked, looking up at me again looking for that approval. I still wasn’t going to give her what she was looking for though. I just grabbed her head and pushed her right back between my thighs.”Bitch,” I said, “You’re not even close to being done.”And she wasn’t. She did as told. I could tell she was completely mine now. She ate my pussy for hours after that. Obediently, every time she would cause me to burst a fresh batch of my juices onto her face she would hungrily lap it down before looking up at me and asking, in that cute little voice.”More?”And I would always nod. I lost track of how many times I came. She ate me in the bed, sitting on the couch, in the shower, everywhere. We stopped for only a few minutes when I’d ordered up room service. A pitcher of margaritas and a steak sandwich. I grabbed the food and drink and my new little slut and brought her out to the balcony. Sitting there, on a deck chair and feeling the warm sun beating down on me, the cute little black haired newly wed between my thighs eagerly licking me to one orgasm after the other…that was the vacation I had in mind.Eventually though, the sun started to set and after I grunted and moaned my way through another orgasm, I knew we would have some decisions to make. Still, I wanted to make them myself. This time, her face completely glazed with my copious fluids, she looked up at me and asked the same question she’d been asking all day.”More?”I shook my head. I could see a light in her face sparkle. Whether it was because she thought she’d finally done the job or because she thought it might be her turn again I didn’t know.”You should go back to your room. Your husband will be getting home soon.” I said, patting her on the head like she was a very good girl.”But…” she said and with a look, I swear to god, I thought she was going to cry.”Shhhh,” I said, leaning down to give my new conquest a sweet kiss, “I want you to spend one more night over there. I think you need to think about today. What it meant. What it said about you. What it said about what you want. Where you want to go from here.””But I already…”Now I started to look angry.”Do you really need to be told again?” I saidShe shook her head no quickly and looking very contrite. I softened my own look. I knew that she didn’t need the super hard hand but she did need a firm one. So I helped her off her very sore knees and walked her back to the door after she’d hastily put her clothes back on and I threw on a bathrobe. I could tell she wanted to say something to me and I had a hunch sarıyer escort I knew what it was but there was later for that. I gently put my finger up to her lips and gave her a quick peck of a kiss. Our first.”Go,” I said, “You’ve got a lot of thinking to do. She nodded. She walked passed me and I gave her a hard slap on the ass, causing her to shriek and giggle. I watched her saunter off before she gave me a sweet little wave as she walked into her room and closed the door.Truth be told, I was a little tired. It can be hard work drinking and having orgasms all day. I went to bed and curled up in the sheets, trying to ignore the still lingering dampness from the combined orgasms the two of us had. I fell asleep in complete silence. There were no muffled sex sounds from the other room that night.I slept blissfully through the night before waking up, surprisingly, to a knock on my door. I looked over surprisingly and saw that it was only 9 in the morning. Even earlier than I expected. I got up, pulled on the thick white cotton bathrobe and answered the door. I was not surprised at all by who was there. It was my little sweet Snow White, her lips ruby red and wearing a cute little dress. She looked at me hungrily when I opened the door but I played it cool.”Yes?” I said.”I…uh…” she stammered, “I bought my husband a ticket for a deep sea fishing trip. He’s going to be gone all day again.””And?” I asked.”And I was hoping I could come in.” she said, looking just so desperate. I nodded. She took a step forward but I put my hand on her stomach and held her firmly outside my room. Now here it was. The moment of truth. I’d set my sights on ending her marriage and now was the true test of my efforts.”You can come in,” I explained, “But not like that. If you go back to your room, put on whatever is the sexiest little piece of lingerie you have and come back wearing just it and a pair of high heels, I’ll let you inside.””All I have is my bridal lingerie…” she said nervously.”Then that’ll have to be it.” I said, hungering at the idea. I leaned in close to her, “And let me make something crystal clear. If you knock on my door again, it’s not so we can experiment, it’s not so I can help you cum. It’s because you’re going to come in here, and I’m going tofu ck you. I’m going to fuck you for days. If you choose to walk into my room, you will not return to your other room, you will sleep in my bed and…”I could see her staring intently at me. I could tell her heart was racing and her breathing shallow.”And that better be the last time I hear you refer to that man as your husband.”I saw my words hit her like a slap in the face. I could see the conflict raging inside her. I was presenting her with the ultimatum it had all been leading up to. I was asking her to choose between The life she’d grown up thinking she was going to lead, the husband and the two k**s and the house in the suburbs and what I’d shown her. The life of unrestrained sex and lesbianism. The constant, blinding orgasms. The giving into the deep wanton desires that burned inside her. The life of the sweet, innocent wife or the wife of the fuck hungry little lesbian slut.It was not a conflict that lasted long. She practically ran back to her room. I closed the door and waited for a few seconds for what I knew was about to come. Another knock on the door.She’d done as told. She was standing before me in the sexiest little pair of white high heels, almost making her as tall as an average woman. She had thigh high white stockings, little silky white panties, a garter belt and a white push up bra that had those big tits of hers looking positively huge on her slender body. I couldn’t believe it was the same little bashful woman I’d seen in the restaurant only a few days ago, now standing in such a sexy little outfit in the hallway. She clearly didn’t see if anyone saw her presenting herself to me like that.But I wasn’t done.”You’re still wearing too much.” I said.She looked down at herself. She was wearing practically nothing. She looked up at me confused.”Your wedding ring,” I said, motioning to the small gold band on her finger, I held out my palm. I watched her hesitate for just a second before she pulled the thing off and placed it gently in my hand. Finally I nodded. She was mine. Irrevocably. I stood aside and let my newly won little trophy walk into the room.The door wasn’t even closed before we embraced in a fierce, hungry kiss. Our first. As if to seal the fact that there were no pretenses now, I eagerly took her busy little tongue into my mouth and sucked it as I squeezed those big breasts of hers.It was her turn first. I bent her over the couch and started finger fucking her furiously, yanking those cute little white panties to the side.. Slamming three fingers in and out of her dripping wet cunt as I kissed and bit at her neck. She didn’t take long to cum as my skilled fingers worked their magic. She was panting and screaming my name after only a few minutes. I wondered how long she’d lain in bed the night before, next to the man who used to be her husband. How long had she lied awake, listening to him snoring and wishing she could be in bed with me. How wet did her little pussy get when she thought about everything I’d done to her and everything she’d done to me.”Oh fuck me, please, I love it, I love it, I’m yours, I’m yours OH FUCK!”Clearly, I smiled as I fingerbanged her to heaven, she’d thought about it a lot.My turn was next. Again she was on her knees eating my pussy. She was practiced now. Good, even. I knew that whatever woman she ended up with would owe me a ton.But for now she was mine and her talented tongue worked my fleshy cunt until I came all over her pretty face. Then she licked me to another orgasm. Then another.But it was what came next that really was great. Her lithe, nubile body on my bed, spread eagle and looking so incredibly sexy as I strapped on my big cock and got between her thighs.”It’s so big,” She said.”Bigger than him?” I asked.”So much,” she said, looking at the huge dildo, “He’s not even close.”I pushed the head up against her pussy, glad I’d taken a few days to get it good and ready for it. I pushed forward, sliding the big thing into her.”Oh god, it’s so big,” she moaned.I thrust in more, making her moan again and spread her legs even wider.”Cum on my fingers, cum on my mouth, about to cum on my big strap-on cock…” I said as I adjusted myself to find that angle I knew would really drive her wild, “Know what that makes you?”She nodded.”A lesbian,” she said softly, quietly. The word rolling so sweetly off her lips. But there was no hesitancy. She seemed to love saying every syllable of the word just as much as I loved hearing it. I gave her another few inches.”You were just a little straight newlywed wife when I first saw you,” I grunted as I started fucking her with slow strokes, “And now you’re my little lesbian babydoll who’ll do whatever I say, isn’t that right?””Yes,” she moaned as she felt me go deeper.”So what do you say to someone who treats you so nicely?” I said, “Who saved you from a life of thinking you were straight, that you wanted to sleep with men, that you wanted to let a man get on top of you and grunt for a few seconds before rolling over and going to sleep?”She looked up at me with that same look of adoration and wonder.”Thank you,” she moaned as tears rolled down her cheek, “Thank you so much.”I started slamming down into her, shaking the bed with my thrusts as I drove her body into the bed, my heavy frame slamming against hers with every pounding drive. She started going crazy, digging her nails into my back and moaning. It was an unbelievable sight, how her tight pussy was stretched so wide by the huge cock attached to my harness. But she took it, she took it deep and loved every inch I could give her. I guess after having what she’d had just getting to feel what a big one was like was just that amazing to her.”Thank you, thank you, thank you,” she kept moaning.The headboard was slamming roughly against the wall, the whole bed was shaking. Truth be told, I realized I was fucking her so hard that I was beginning to worry if the bed would hold up. I wondered idly as I was transfixed by the sight of her perky tits bouncing up and down as her body took every inch of my strap-on, if “all-expenses paid” included springs you busted when you were fucking the newlywed from the room over.”Oh god I love it, I love it, I love it” she groaned, “Fuck me with your big cock, I love it, I love girl cock. I love it. I love it. Oh god I LOVE YOU!”She came, screaming her love for me.I fucked her all day. Treating her to at least a dozen orgasms from my pounding strap on, rubbing my clit against it for a few of my own. We had ourselves a proper little honeymoon. Fucking in the shower, sucking on her little nipples while she rode me in the jacuzzi. We ordered up champagne and lobster and ate it while we were taking a brief respite. Then I poured champagne all over her tits, licked them clean and bent her over the table and fucked her until she said she loved me again.We lost track of time. Every furniture was treated to our fevered fucking. I put one of her legs up on the dresser and fucked her from behind. I stood her up, lifting her flexible leg high onto my shoulder and fucked her against the front door. We got a phone call from the front desk, from that cute little brown skinned chick, telling us people were complaining about the screaming. So for a little while from then on, Vanessa bit down on a pillow every time she came. Finally, though, she seemed a little wiped out, almost passed out from her latest massive orgasm. I let her rest. I put on my bathrobe and decided to take a little breather myself.Or I would have if there wasn’t a pounding on my door. I decided to answer it even though I knew who it was. There he was. Vanessa’s idiot husband. Looking angry and petulant and staring murder at me.”Is my wife in there?” he asked stupidly. I knew he could have heard us.”No,” I said, semi-truthfully. Vanessa, my new girlfriend was in there, but his wife was long gone. I had the wedding ring in my pocket to prove it.”Bullshit I heard it and-“”Daddy, if I eat your pussy really good will you think about maybe fucking me up the ass with your huge dick?”I turned around. Vanessa had walked into the room wearing just those cute little panties, her big tits bouncing with every step. She obviously hadn’t heard the pounding on the door or her husband’s pathetic little questions. I saw her stupid husband’s eyes go wide and then look at me angrily.I shrugged and loosened my bathrobe, revealing my huge strap-on in all it’s glory, still glistening with his ex-wife’s cum. I thought back to him in the restaurant, to his stupid, frat boy behavior that had started this all. I put my hand on his chest and roughly pushed him back out of my door and against the opposite wall.”That’s how I’m doing, bro,” I said viciously.I let the words sink in for just a second before I slammed the door in his face. Shutting the door on him literally and figuratively. I turned back to Vanessa who just had a big smile on her face.”Baby girl,” I said walking towards her, “I’m going to make that pussy sing.”She squealed her delight and clapped her hands.

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