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Kristine and Mrs. Anderson
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Kristine and Mrs. Anderson
FF FFf bd D/s toys, sod. ALL PARTS 1,2,3.
Part 1
"Now Kristine, are you sure you-all
is ready to get into this stuff now?"
Jimmy asks in his slight southern drawl as
we fly down Route 191 in his ancient pick-
up truck.
"Yes Jimmy, we've been around and
around with this, I'm totally ready."
I smile at my new boyfriend in
anticipation for what he has planned for
me, it's truly and utterly perverted! My
parents hate Jimmy, they think he's too
old for me (he's forty-six and I'm twenty-
two). They disapprove at what they see as
his wild lifestyle. I still live with my
folks in our big house in northeastern
Pennsylvania, near Stroudsburg. I work
part-time at the Mays department store and
attend the nearby community college three
days a week as an English major. I'm the
youngest of three daughters and my Dad's
just a bit, actually a lot, overprotective
of me.
Anyway, I think Jimmy's a complete
dreamboat. We met about a month ago when
my girlfriends and I were out at the bar.
I do have to admit that I'm one of the
prettiest girls in town. He's tends bar at
the one cool club in town, and believe me
there aren't many out here in the middle
of nowhere. And now he's mine, all mine!
Over the past two weeks of our
relationship Jimmy has been a wonderful
lover. We fuck almost every night. I like
sex, like it very much, and make no
apologies for that fact. Last week he
introduced me to bondage and discipline
stuff, I just love it! He says I make a
perfect Sub, which is short for
subservient or submissive, which I
certainly am! I never realized I could
have so much fun in my boring little town.
"Okay now, I'm just checking, maybe
we should go over the plan again just to
be sure you fully understand it. I think
it'll be a whole lot of fun, but I just
want to make sure you're really up to it,
sweet cakes."
"All right Jimmy, it's so simple, you
blindfold me and tie me up, and then have
one of your friends come over and fuck me
silly while you watch," I respond trying
to sound confident. So far our little
games have been just between the two of
us. I've never done anything quite like
this before, it turns me on every time I
think about it!
"Umm, yes, yes sugarplum, that about
sums it up. And, now this is important, I
get to choose who does the fucking, of
course." Jimmy says with a big grin while
keeping his eyes on the road.
"But Jimmy, you know my rules, they
have to be trustworthy, clean and keep
their mouth completely shut about our
little games here." Jimmy and I have been
through variations of the same
conversation for the past few days in
preparation for our next session. I want
him to be crystal clear on this point.
"Yes, yes one hundred percent
understood. I can personally vouch that
the person I have in mind is all the
things you mentioned there."
"Oh Jimmy, the very thought of it
just drives me crazy! Can't you give me
just a little hint, will it be Bobby, the
one with the dark hair from the bar."
"Well now, sweetheart, if I tell you
who it will be, well that will spoil the
surprise, now wouldn't it."
"I guess you're right," I say,
pouting a bit.
"Oh, yea, just one more thing, Marcie
and Jeff want to come over and watch you
meet your mystery lover, would that be
okay? If it's too much for you I won't
even mention it to them."
I think about it for a moment. Marcie
and Jeff are an older couple that Jimmy
and I hang around with. They're about
Jimmy's age. Even though I recently met
them I think their fun people to hang out
with, but letting them in on our sex
games? Jimmy will be there watching, and
that's part of the turn-on, including
Marcie and Jeff would just add to it I
guess. The thought of including more
people to watch me get totally fucked by a
stranger makes me feel even sexier!
"Umm, okay, but that's it, just
Marcie and Jeff, nobody else." I blush as
I say it, I can't believe what I'm
agreeing to.
"Great, wow! Hey this is going to be
fun, great fun!" Jimmy gives me one of his
thousand dollar smiles as we pull up to
the small house he rents.
So here I am, anxiously waiting. I'm
'positioned' inside the front porch,
blindfolded, with my wrists bound in
front. Jimmy put me on top of a wooden
stool in a corner of the porch. I'm
wearing nothing but my cotton panties and
a long pink mesh tee-shirt. Jimmy, Marcie
and Jeff sit on a bench across from my
stool. The cuffs are made of soft calf's
leather and firmly hold my wrists together
on my lap. My blindfold is a thick black
scarf tied around my head. My nipples are
already hard, and my pussy wet just from
being bound and displayed in this way!
I can't believe I'm going through
with this! I'm getting turned-on just by
being so exposed in front of Jeff and
Marcie.
"I guess it's true that blondes do
really get to have all the fun," Marcie
teases me from her spot on the porch
bench. "But hey Kristine, you do look
great perched there on Jimmy's special
stool." Marcie and I have a running joke
about who has more fun. I'm a natural
blonde and she's a brunette.
"Thanks Marcie, maybe soon we'll see
you tied up and made ready for a mystery
lover!" I tease back.
"Oh hon, believe me, I've been there.
Now I just like to sit back and watch
sweet little things like yourself go for
the ride."
"Kristine, you beauty is quite
precious, you're much to good for the
likes of Jimmy here," Jeff pipes in,
needling Jimmy before I can ask Marcie
more questions. I blush at his remark,
wondering how he sees me, bound arms, and
all.
"Hey, hey, hey now," I hear Jimmy
pipe in from his spot across the room, "me
and Kristine have been getting it on quite
fine now, haven't we sugarplum."
"Yes, Jimmy, you're my man," I tell
my boyfriend.
I'm going nuts just sitting here,
waiting for my mystery lover to arrive
while Jimmy, Jeff and Marcie ogle my
nearly naked body from the safety of their
porch bench seat.
"Jimmy, I've been sitting here tied
up for a while now!" I complain, pulling
at my wrist bindings. "I'm going crazy
here. Where is this mystery-fuck guy?"
"Kristine, patience just isn't one of
your strong points, now is it dear?" Jimmy
chastens me. "I'm sure they'll be here
real soon. You're lookin' just great. It's
all setup. I'll ask one more time, are you
sure, absolutely sure you're ready for
this? You know what my rules are, you can
back out at anytime, no questions asked."
"Arhh, Jimmy, damn you, I'm so God-
damn ready." I gulp, swallowing the rest
of my sentence as I hear a car crunching
up the driveway.
Everyone becomes quiet. The car door
slams shut. I'm going nuts with
anticipation. My stomach flutters as hear
footsteps slowly coming up the driveway
gravel. I'm trembling with excitement, my
heart thumping madly. I can't believe I'm
doing this! The porch door creaks opens.
I swallow and try to look alluring as
possible. I spread my legs slightly and
jut out my chest while pulling on my wrist
bindings, hoping to look extra sexy for my
special stranger. Damn this blindfold, I
so want to see my mystery man! Adrenaline
pumps through me as I hear the footsteps
approaching. Wow, the time has come, I'm
actually going to go through with this!
Marcie suddenly laughs out loud for
some reason. I gulp as I sense the
stranger right next to me.
"Oh!"
Sharp fingers take hold of my arm.
The stranger guides me off the stool and
into the house. My mystery lover moves me
quickly through the house, into what I
think is Jimmy's bedroom! Being
blindfolded it's hard for me to know for
sure. I hear Jimmy, Marcie and Jeff
following behind.
I'm led carefully to the bed and made
to lay own in the middle of it. I can't
see a thing through this damn thick scarf
wrapped many times around my head. The
mystery person firmly takes my hands and
stretches my arms way above my head, with
my elbows pointing to the ceiling. The
stranger efficiently attaches my cuffed
wrists to the short swivel anchored to the
middle of the bed's headboard. Jimmy has
bound me in this configuration before,
with my legs free. The swivel chain allows
my lover (whoever that might be!) to
easily flip me over on my stomach, or on
my back, whatever is necessary to achieve
the desired position. I hear Jimmy, Marcie
and Jeff giggling and sitting down on the
couch across from the bed.
I pull slightly at my cuffed wrist
bound above my head and ease back over the
bed. I'm shaking. This is so crazy. The
bedroom is completely quiet now. I sense
the stranger pick up the bottom of my tee-
shirt in two strong hands, pulling it up
and away from me. Oh! How I wish I could
this person. There's a sudden ripping
sound as the stranger rips open the entire
front of my tee-shirt!
I let out a gasp as cool air hits my
now exposed chest and nipples. I jump
slightly in my bound state as two hands
reach down and take hold of my breasts. I
whimper as the stranger pulls and kneads
my tits with long, sharp fingers.
This is happening so fast! I moan as
my mystery lover really works over my
breasts, pinching and shaking my nipples.
I twist around against my wrist bindings,
groaning at being touched liked this. The
blindfold is really driving me nuts. I can
only see darkness from the scarf around my
head. The fingers touching over my body
feel simply magical. A glowing warmth
begins radiating outward from my exposed
chest.
My nipples are wickedly tweaked and
tweezed. I tremble as I realize my mystery
lover has long fingernails! The stranger
leans over me, their fingers molding and
shaping over my breasts. The person kisses
me under my neck with soft full lips. The
stranger's body pressing into me is not
the body of a man, but rather the soft
curves of a woman!
"Oh, oh ooh!" I groan and stammer in
complete surprise, my stomach fluttering.
"Ji-Ji-Jimmy, th-this person is a wo-wo-
wo-woman!"
My mystery lover is female! This
WOMAN playing with my chest and kissing my
neck leans up. A finger slowly traces
upward between my breasts.
"Oh my God! Jimmy! I-I've never done
it with another woman before!" I hear
Jimmy, Jeff and Marcie chuckling from
across the room. Jimmy is so mean. He
knows how conventional I am, knows how
much this pushes my limits. I'm very
excited, but this is another woman!
"Why yes sugarplum," Jimmy explains,
matter-of-factly from across the room. "I
got a nice lesbian lady, a blonde just
like yourself, to give you a real good
fucking tonight. I told her all about you
baby, so she understands just how
completely submissive you really are." I
groan in embarrassment as Jimmy continues.
"Now Kristine, I know you ain't never made
it with a another woman before, so I
figured our little session here this
afternoon would be a great time for you to
start. And as an added bonus, we get to
watch your first lesbian fuck -umm,
encounter, that is."
"Jimmy!" I stammer, pulling at my
wrist bindings. A woman! A lesbian woman.
Wanting to make love to me!
"So tell me sugarplum, should we
proceed from here?" Jimmy asks, "or is it
just too much for you and we'll call it a
night?"
It's so true, I've never made love to
another woman before, and certainly never
considered myself a lesbian. I'm so horny
right now, my entire body is just aching
to be toyed with! I do love to experiment,
how bad could it be?
This woman, whoever she is, has
already stirred me in the most tantalizing
way.
"Ow! Ok, y-yes! Lets continue!" I
blurt out. A deep blush blooms out on my
checks. This is so wild. I'm really going
to be screwed by a woman! I only have the
vaguest notion of how two women actually
make love.
My mystery lover (a lady!) sits next
to my prone, secured form. I involuntarily
shudder as she leans over me again. I feel
something soft and wet slipping into my
mouth. Oh my God! It's, it's her tongue.
Her hands come up to the side of my face
and she holds me firmly in place as she
gives me a deep frenching. Her wet tongue
slowly explores the inside of my mouth.
Now I'm becoming more turned-on, I
returned her kiss. Our tongues slather and
side all over each other. I can't believe
I'm here, blindfolded, wrists bound to the
headboard, exchanging tongue with another
woman!
"Okay Angie," I hear Jimmy say.
"You've toyed with our little pet enough
now. Why don't you take her blindfold off
and show our little slut who you really
are."
Angie? That name is familiar to me.
I'm also slightly embarrassed that Jimmy
is calling me a slut in front of all these
people. The woman leans off me and I feel
her nimble fingers untie the scarf from
around my head.
I blink and try to focus on the
figures in the bright bedroom. Jimmy,
Marcie and Jeff are still on the old couch
in the back of the bedroom. I look at the
woman sitting next to me on the bed. She's
strikingly beautiful, with long blond hair
and a short black party dress, much taller
than me, and.
"Oh my God! M-Mrs. Anderson?" I
stutter. "Oh, It's you!" The Anderson's
live right down the block from me. Our
families have been friends for years,
their good friends with my parents, and I
know her daughters. The Anderson's are
frequently over for dinners and barbecues.
"Yes Kristine, it really is me," Mrs.
Anderson says smiling down at me while one
hand absently plays tantalizingly between
my breasts. I gulp and squirm. This is
truly unbelievable. Of all the women it
could be, my mystery lover is Mrs.
Anderson from down the street!
"Angie Anderson and I are old
friends," Jimmy helpfully informs me from
across the room. "I figured your first
lesbian experience would be much more
enjoyable by getting fucked by somebody
you already know, like an old friend of
the family. Angie has also been lusting
after your sweet ass for some time now."
"Thank you Jimmy," Mrs. Anderson
snaps at my boyfriend. "I'll take it from
here, thank you."
"Yes, ma'am," Jimmy replies,
deferring to the older woman sitting next
to me. I can't believe this is happening,
Mrs. Anderson, proper, old, Mrs. Anderson
is my going to be my mystery lover
tonight!
"Ah Kristine, sweet little Kristina,
your sweet little ass does look truly
wonderful all trussed up to the bed here."
She gentle traces her fingers along
my breasts, down to my stomach, to the
edge of my panties as she talks to me. I
look down at her magic fingers. I still
can't believe proper Mrs. Anderson, from
right down the block, is sitting on this
bed next to my bound body, wearing a
skimpy party dress and, and coming on to
me!
"I know this is all a bit mind
blowing for you Kristine, you were always
such a good little girl." She looks down
at me with the kindest of smiles. "And I
know Jimmy has somewhat prepared you for
our special session tonight. I just want
you to know we can stop now or at any
time. I'm into domination and submission.
I'll do the dominating, and you'll be
doing the submitting. I've planned quite a
session for you tonight. I'm going to put
your sweet young ass through the works.
Are you sure you're ready for all this?"
"Oh, Mrs. Anderson," I groan and look
up at Mrs. Anderson. "Ooh, this is crazy.
But y-yes, yes. I'm ready!" I blurt out
quick older woman leaning so close to me.
"But, but what exactly do you have
planned, I'm, umm, not really sure how two
woman make love."
Mrs. Anderson takes my nipples, one
in each hand. I close my eyes and moan.
She begins to gently, but firmly twist and
pull them upward.
"Oh! Ooh, Ooooooow, Ooouch." I
suddenly stammer and squirm around. I look
down in amazement as Mrs. Anderson's (Mrs.
Anderson, of ALL people!) freely plays
with on my tender nipples. Jimmy, Marcie
and Jeff are watching Mrs. Anderson and me
with rap attention.
"Well my little one," Mrs. Anderson
replies, running her warm fingers over my
belly and daintily tracing around my hips.
"I'm going to make love to you as a Dom,
which is short for Dominate, but also as a
another woman who will fully and
completely appreciate your girlish
youthfulness, as only a woman truly can.
Hmm.among other things tonight I'm going
to screw you pussy-to-pussy, then maybe
fuck you slowly up the ass, to put it
crudely, and then we'll both get it on
with a double-headed dildo. Hmm, yes, lets
get started by checking out what treasures
you have hidden away under here."
"Oh!" I gasp looking down. Mrs.
Anderson slowly slips one hand along my
belly and slowly under my panties. I
whimper and groan, pulling against my
cuffed wrists attached to the bed's
headboard. Her fingers are warm against me
as she cups over my pussy. At first her
touch is light, almost like the fluttering
of a butterfly, but her fingers become
more insistent. She begins rubbing me up
and down between my legs! My hips respond
by following her rocking motion. Her hand
feels wonderful, I can't believe Mrs.
Anderson is rubbing me like this, touching
my most private place!
"Hmm, Kristine, your little cunt
feels quite, quite lovely, " the older
woman tells me, smiling sweetly down at
me. I redden as Mrs. Anderson's hand
rummages freely between my legs, moving
around under my panties. Her fingers push
between my labia! "Hmmm, yes, you're
rather wet, aren't you. Perhaps it's time
for my fingers to do a little more
exploring. Ah, yes, baby yes. There we go,
nice and easy.."
"Huh!" I cry out. Her two fingers
slowly push into my wet tunnel with a
slick, squishing sound. Her digits easily
ride up into me! Her thumb hooks around,
and slowly plays across my poor swollen
clit!
"Ah! Umm, Oh! Mrs. Anderson, y-you're
so nasty, y-y-you, oh! your are driving me
wild!" I blurt out like a love struck
puppy. She gently works my pussy, knowing
exactly what she wants. She goes right for
the heart of the matter, no ambiguity at
all, leaving me utterly enthralled by her
forceful yet gentle caress. This is so
unlike many of the guys I've dated, with
their quick and clumsy clutching.
"Honey, if you think this is nasty,
we have a long, long way to go tonight,
it's going to be truly, truly fun. Mmm,
Kristine, you're going to be my nice
little love-kitten. Oh yes, I already like
the feel and squishiness of your little
quim here. For being such a little slut,
you're still nice and tight. Mmmm, nice."
Her fingers are fully inside me, moving
around and driving me crazy! "You're quite
a responsive little bitch, that will come
in handy during our little show tonight."
"Oh!" I'm so utterly turned-on by
Mrs. Anderson's fingers inside my pussy. I
instinctively roll my hips slowly up and
down. I arch my back, pushing out my
chest, offering my breasts to this
wonderfully perverted older woman. She
goes on talking, keeping her finger's
inside me, deliciously moving them around
inside me!
"Now that we've gotten this far, I
can tell you that I've watched you become
quite the little slut-about-town with the
men in the last few years. Now I will to
fully introduce you to the many different
varieties of woman-on-woman loving. From
my talking to Jimmy I understand that you
also enjoy bondage and a more than a
little humiliation."
"Ooh." I moan, lost in her touch and
nasty words.
"Well," she continues. "I very much
enjoy degrading young gals like yourself.
As you now know, I'm a Dominatrix, and I
understood you've become quite the little
Sub. I going to suck and lick just about
every inch of your young luscious body,
and, of course, I'm going to fully, and
completely, penetrate your pussy, and your
cute little butt, using a number of
specialized toys I have in my bag of joy
here. Also, I will take my time and hope
to make you cum repeatedly, turning you
into a little 'cum geyser', and then I'll
really, really, enjoy making you squirm
and beg for more in front of all your
friends here. Tonight Kristine, I'm going
to fully test your wanton limits, I'm
going to turn you into my own special
lesbian strumpet. Now, enough said, let's
get started."
"Oorrph!" This is mind blowing! I
groan dumbly and pulled at my bound hands
still firmly attached to the bed's
headboard, watching her continue the
sordid assault between my lewdly parted
legs. My head is reeling and my heart
pounding with desire as I listen to what
she's going to do with me. Even Jimmy
never went so far. It's unbelievable! I
would never, never have imagined that Mrs.
Anderson could be so downright lecherous.
I'm really going nuts from the
sensations being generated by her fingers
buried in my pussy, from my wrists being
bound, and from the astonishing words
coming from this older woman, who has been
a family friend for years, and is old
enough to be my mother!
"All right sweetcakes," she says,
withdrawing her finger from me and
grasping the crotch of my panties. "I
don't want my little lover getting excited
too soon now. And you'll certainly won't
be needing these for the rest of the
night." In one swift move she pulls the
panties off my body.
"Ah!" I cry out in disappointment and
shock as the cool air of the room hits the
moistness between my legs. Oh! I redden
deeply as I realize everyone in the room
can now freely see my completely naked
body. It makes me feel exposed and quite
defenseless, but also wicked sexy in a
burning, strange way.
"So Kristine, are you really sure
your ready for all the special activities
I have planned for you tonight? "
I nod. Mrs. Anderson hops off the bed
gracefully. She slowly undresses in front
of me.
It's an incredible sight to look down
the bed, past my poor love-swollen body
and see a nude Mrs. Anderson lewdly
looking me over with her steely-gray eyes.
She's very scary in the intensity of the
look she's giving me. Her face is bright
and smooth, framed against her shoulder-
length blond hair with just a hint of
crinkles in the corner of her eyes. She
obviously works out hard, with long,
developed legs and well-defined biceps.
Her breasts are nice and large. Her
stomach is almost perfectly flat, with
just a bit of paunch, which she carries
well.
Mrs. Anderson climbs onto the bottom
of the bed near my feet like a cat on the
prowl. My knees are up and my legs
together. She kneels near my feet and puts
her a strong hand on each of my knees and
begins to slowly spread my legs open.
"Come on little Krissy, open up these
slender legs and show everyone your very
special flower. You know I'm here to eat
it up good, and make you into a nice
girlie snack."
I close my eyes and tilt my head
back, blushing in embarrassment, but also
quivering with ferocious anticipation. I
let Mrs. Anderson's strong hands guide and
spread my legs wide open on the bed. Now
everyone in the room can really see my
exposed pussy! I can't believe I'm doing
this, letting Mrs. Anderson (a woman!)
sexually ravage me in front of all my
friends! It's so wild and wickedly
delicious.
Mrs. Anderson's hands push against my
open knees. Her hands very slowly trace
down the inside of my thigh and rest light
on top of my pussy. I feel Mrs. Anderson
begin to softly kiss the inside of thigh,
just below my knee. Her kisses get wet and
very sloppy as she maddeningly makes her
way down the inside of my thigh. She fully
opens her mouth and use her slimy tongue
and teeth to gently bite my tender inside
thigh as she moves down. Oh! This is so
crazy. I know exactly where Mrs. Anderson
is heading.
I feel the older woman's thumbs
gently press into each side of my pussy,
her other fingers spread over my ass
cheeks. She's holding and maneuvering the
inside of my hips like bowl of fruit!
"Oh Kristine, my sweet little
Kristine, I'm looking directly into your
astoundingly pretty cunt, and aaah, what
an absolutely beautiful, beautiful sight
it is to behold. Oh, you poor baby, It's
all pink and swollen, your lips have
blossomed open like the petals of an
exquisite flower. I'm really enjoying
introducing you to the joys womanly
lovemaking. I'm going to eat you out now,
I take it you've never been eaten-out by a
woman before?"
"N-noo," I croak, looking down,
pulling on my arm bindings.
"Oh" I mumble as Mrs. Anderson's lips
land directly on my pussy! I can't believe
a woman's mouth is on my most private
place! It's like an electric shock of
pleasure. She kisses me again, and again,
and again, each time a little more deeply,
until I feel the wild sensation of her
entire face pressed entirely between my
legs. Her nose sniffs on my clit, her chin
rubs next to my asshole, her cheeks rub
against the sides of my innermost thigh.
"Oh! Ooooh!," I cry out loud in
pleasure as Mrs. Anderson's tongue licks
up and then down the sides of my pussy
lip. I groan again loudly as her mouth
opens wide and engulf my entire clitoris.
She slowly laps over my clit and then
nibbles and gently bites at it, causing me
to wiggle and shake, pulling on my
bindings. Her soft, hot tongue moves
slowly down, fully entering my pussy.
"AH, Ooh! Mrs. Anderson, that feels
so good, please, please, please fuck me,
fuck me with your tongue!" I suddenly
blurt out, surprising even myself. I hear
Marcie chuckling from the couch. I've
temporarily forgotten that there are
watchers in the room with Mrs. Anderson
and me.
"Not so fast my little love-bitch,"
Mrs. Anderson says. I open my eyes and
look down at the older woman crouched
between my wide-open legs. She smiles up
at me, her face completely plastered with
what must be my own love-juice.
"Oooh," I gurgle in disappointment.
"Don't worry sweetcakes, it certainly
ain't over yet," my new lover says. She
hops off the bed and retrieves a gym bag
from the floor. She sets it aside on the
edge of the bed and takes out a small blue
bottle.
"I hope this is still warm," she
mutters and takes off the cap, pouring a
small amount of bluish liquid into her
hands.
"Yes, it's perfect," she says while
pouring the contents of the bottle
directly onto my tummy, chest and torso.
The blue liquid is warm and very slick.
"This is just a little love oil to
make us girls nice and slippery," Mrs.
Anderson looks down at me while
deliciously spreading the warm oil all
over my body. She puts the cap back on and
throws the bottle back into the bag.
Mrs. Anderson kneels between my legs
again, this time on her hands and knees.
The older woman kisses me up from my
belly, slowly moving over my prostrate
body. She licks and laps my breasts and
sucks on my hardened nipples, gently at
first, and then bites them with hard,
gently force. I look down at the older
woman, trembling with desire.
Mrs. Anderson moves completely over
me, her hips gently resting between my
open legs. Her lanky body feels warm and
firm against me. Her mature breasts feel
great as they slide and flatten against my
own. She brings her face above mine and
kisses me passionately as her muscular
body flattens and settles on top of me.
It's just out-of-this-world that I'm bound
to this bed, naked, with Mrs. Anderson, of
all people, naked on top of me! She slowly
insert her tongue into my mouth, it's
thick and wet, she takes her time swirling
it around.
"Mmmm, Kristine, my little cunt,
you've been shaking your sweet little butt
all around town, now its time for you to
get properly fucked by one nasty lesbian."
She rubs and squirms against me. "Mmmm,
isn't nice the way our bodies slip and
slide together. I'll bet you never thought
I would be your lover?" She arches and
squirms her body against me while looking
directly into my eyes.
"Oh, oh God! N-no, no Mrs. Anderson I
g-g-guess not," I reply, shyly returning
her gaze.
My marvelously wicked older woman
gets up on her elbows and begins to slide
back and forth against me with gentle
force. She uses the fact that my hands are
cuffed and bound to the headboard to get
even more leverage.
With a big smile on her face Mrs.
Anderson slowly arches forward, pressing
down and grinding her pussy deeply into
mine. She presses her hips between my
wide-open V-spread legs. The effect of her
sweaty, greasy body pressing, ardently
rubbing into me is pure, pure magic! Our
hips pick up a crazy, bucking tempo, our
pussies come to squash and ooze
pervertedly together. Our trim pubic hair
creates an incredible lusty friction. My
new (lesbian!) lover takes a fistful of my
hair forcing my head back. She wildly
kisses my neck, face, eyes, nose and
mouth. She bites, pinches and sucks at my
neck, driving me crazy with desire.
Mrs. Anderson arches on top of me,
wiggling, writhing and thrashing against
me with intense abandon. I can't believe
what we're doing! This beautiful older
woman is actually fucking me! How
wonderfully different it is. We begin to
loudly slap and mash together with urgent
female need. I pull on my bound arms to
push myself up and into Mrs. Anderson.
I'm very warm and racked by hot
pleasure, transported to that otherworldly
place of lust and pure sensuality. My
orgasm wells out from my deepest, most
secret self. It blossoms out from within
my tummy and hips. My lips part as Mrs.
Anderson slips her wet, dripping tongue
into my mouth. I suck it down and try to
hold onto to it with my lips, despite our
increasingly wild and bucking fornication.
My entire being is completely opened to
this woman. Our swollen pussy lips
frenetically rub, slide and squish into
each other with a wet squishing noise, as
if they're trying to transfer some secret,
very urgent message. We're burning,
drenched and slippery. I'm melting into
Mrs. Anderson's body! We're now one very
smelly, sweaty carnal beastie.
"Oh! oh! ooh! Aaaaarh!" I scream out
at the top of my lungs. My orgasm
overwhelms me, my toes curl and my back
arches up as I gush, and gush with sticky
love-juice, mixing, oozing and slamming
wetly against Mrs. Anderson's wonderfully
soft gash.
PART 2
Mrs. Anderson is close to her own
orgasm, and not quite finished yet. She
leans off me, just a bit, to increase her
leverage and really grind into me. We're
rhythmically locked together. I look up at
her, what a beautiful sight! Mrs.
Anderson's usually well-coifed hair all
wild and loose, strands plastered to her
lovely, sweaty face, her full breasts
bouncing madly to our fervent tempo.
Our eyes lock together for a second.
Mrs. Anderson grabs my shoulders and stops
moving, pressing her pussy hard against
me. Her eyes close and eyebrows come
together, her mouth opens but no sound
comes out, just a small amount dribble
flows over her lower lip, down her chin
and all over my breasts and face. A look
of the most exquisite agony overcomes her
face. Her pussy gushes warmly all my pussy
and thigh. She moves her hips against me
again as a large amount of her own sticky
love-fluid flows from between her legs.
Her cum soaks into my pussy and pubes,
running deliciously down my asscrack,
pooling in a warm and sticky puddle under
my butt.
Mrs. Anderson's body finally relaxes
and softens on top of me. She nuzzles her
face between my head and shoulder. We
giggle liked goofy schoolgirls.
"Wow, you gals sure are good
together," a forgotten Marcie pipes in
from across the room. Jimmy, Jeff and
Marcie we're watching us the whole time!
"Mm, Mm, Mm, I'll second that. Please
don't stop on our account!" Jimmy, my
boyfriend adds.
Mrs. Anderson rolls off me. We're
both panting and recovering.
"Kristine, that was truly, truly
wonderful," she smiles at me from across
the bed. "You're a truly responsive young
woman," she tells me while tussling and
fingering my hair. "I wanted to first fuck
you just woman-on-woman with no toys, to
show you how special love-making between
two woman can be. With that out of the
way, we can now graduate to my little bag
of love-toys. The night is still quite
young, you know, and there's still many
more ways that I going to screw, and
perhaps, humiliate you by."
"W-What toys," I ask sheepishly. My
wrists are still cuffed to the bed's
headboard. I look down at my sweaty body.
Jimmy, Jeff and Marcie are intently
watching us from the couch by the wall.
"Mmm, well Kristine," Mrs. Anderson
smiles at me from the side of the bed, her
hands roaming across my slick tummy and
causally squeezing my breasts. "Basically
I have a special toy to fill every one of
your three slutty holes, your mouth,
asshole and of course, this wonderful
little cunt of yours."
"Oooh" I reply inanely as her hand
palms me right between my legs.
"But first Kristine-baby, before I
impale your sweet ass, lets see if we can
rev-up your little pussy-flower again,"
Mrs. Anderson teases me while getting on
her side and leaning against me. Her naked
body is warm against mine. I feel like
such a little girl when she talks to me
that way. My cheeks burn red as she slowly
kisses my face and nibbles on my ear.
"Hmm, I'll bet I'll have this cute box
spasming again real soon."
She nibbles on my ear as her hands
push my legs open once again. The wicked
older woman slowly rubs her palm on the
soft inside of my upper thigh. Her pointy
tongue licks along my neck. She rubs the
heel of her hand into my pussy mound! This
older woman is turning me into a little
horn-ball again!
"Oh Kristine, my beautiful girl, your
little twat is really heating up again!
Hmmm, Let's move on to the next phase of
our love-making."
Mrs. Anderson leans up off me and
reaches into her bag near the edge of the
bed. I pull up on my bindings trying to
get a better look at what she's doing. I
gasp as she pulls out what looks to me
like a squat plastic dildo with a very
bristly head and warty surface, the end
flaring out into a wide disc. She also
takes out a small jar of some kind of
clear jelly and works it all over the
plastic dong. She then places the strange
thing directly on my chest, between my
breasts!
"Kristine, sweetie, my little plastic
friend here soon will be completely
planted deep up your ass, isn't that a
nice idea?"
"Ohh," I groan at such a totally
disgusting, wicked idea.
From what Jimmy tells me you've
never had the pleasure of a real ass-
fucking before, but I guess there's a
first time for everything. This is a
special kind of anal-plug, it's bumpy
surface will really heighten your first
complete act of sodomy."
"Oh God, Mrs. Anderson," I moan with
mounting crazy desire. What she's saying
is true, we don't see a lot of variety out
here. "That's such a nasty looking thing!"
"Yes, it sure is sweetheart. All
right then Kristine, it's bottoms-up
baby." Mrs. Anderson moves the plastic
thingy off my chest to the side of the
bed.
"Ho-o, my!" I'm surprised as she
hooks her hands around my thighs and
smoothly flips me over on my stomach. My
arms are still connected to the headboard,
through the swivel chain. She arranges me
so I'm on my knees and elbows, with my ass
jutting upwards. My forehead rests on the
pillow. This is so, so nasty. My heart is
pounding. I can't believe what's about to
happen to me.
The older woman's hands caress and
roam up and down my exposed backside.
"Kristine, your young ass is every
bit as sweet as I've imagined it to be, so
nice and tight and round," Mrs. Anderson
informs as I feel her tongue lathering up
my butt.
"Ooow, Oh!" I yelp in surprise as
Mrs. Anderson's sharp teeth bite into my
backside. I hear Jimmy and company
chuckling from the couch. I never knew
Mrs. Anderson such a wicked side. Her man-
handling is making me quite excited again.
"First I think we're going to have to
loosen you up a bit girl," the older woman
exclaims. She rummages through her
equipment. I gulp when I hear Mrs.
Anderson putting on a pair of latex
gloves.
"Don't worry sweetcheeks, I have a
pair of rubber gloves on now and I'm
lubing them up with some of my special
butt oil. I think you'll go nuts when you
feel my fingers wiggling their way up your
ass."
"Oh, Oh God!" I gulp and groan aloud.
I really never knew Mrs. Anderson could be
so wonderfully and utterly nasty.
Mrs. Anderson's cool fingers spread
my ass cheeks wide open. Wow! I can't
believe this is happening! I'm going to be
finger-fucked in the ass, by a woman! Not
only that, she's also my neighbor no less.
It's so completely wicked, I just love it.
My pussy is sopping wet.
"Ooooh," I gasp. Mrs. Anderson's
latex covered hand massages over and
around my anus. I groan and shake in my
bindings as the tips of her fingers press
against my rear hole, making slow circles,
working their way into me! It feels quite
odd when her pointer finger slides
completely into me, right up to her
knuckle!
"Now that's something you don't see
everyday," Jimmy observes from the couch.
Jeff and Marcie chuckle at my obscene
predicament.
I shutter as Mrs. Anderson
manipulates my bottom, twisting her finger
around inside me! She takes her time
rummaging around in my rear. I sob as the
older woman slowly slips her finger out of
my ass. I hear the unmistakable sound of
Mrs. Anderson taking off her latex gloves.
"Easy there baby," Mrs. Anderson coos
to me softy. "I just wanted to warm you up
a little. Now Kristine, you did good. You
need to relax your little butt as much as
possible now. Hmm, yes, I'm really going
to enjoy watching your sassy young ass get
fully taken tonight."
"Oouch!" I yelp and moan into the
pillow as I feel the contact of the plug's
oily, mushroom shaped and soft bristly-
knobby head pressing direct against my
rear opening. Oh! This is so wild! Mrs.
Anderson is so, so naughty.
"Easy baby, relax, just relax. I'm
just going to gently, but firmly twist and
turn the plug into your beautiful ass
now."
"Aarh OH! OH! Ooooh!," I cry out into
the pillow in short huffs as Mrs. Anderson
does just that!
"Oh God!" I whimper and shake. The
knobby thing feel huge as it presses hard
against my anus. I tremble as the wide,
greasy-rounded plastic head noses into me
just a bit but then stops tight and stops
moving any further.
"Ooooh," I gasp. Bizarre sensations
well up from my poor bottom, a disgusting
rasping feeling mixed with the most
extreme lurid pleasure.
"Now Kristine, you going to have to
work with me here. You going to have to
relax those sweet cheeks of yours just a
bit now."
"Oh! Oh-my! Arrrh!" I wiggle and
squirm as the plug bristly twists against
me, but makes no further progress.
"I have an idea. Hey Marcie," Mrs.
Anderson calls over to the couch. "Why
don't you come over here and suck face
with our little friend here. She needs a
little distraction."
"Sure thing Angie, I'd love too."
Marcie gets of the couch and comes
pattering over to the bed. I can't believe
it. I barely know Marcie. I'd never
thought we'd wind up kissing!
"Hiya sweetie," Marcie says while
climbing on top of the bed near my head. I
take my head off the pillow and look up at
Marcie's pretty face. Long brown hair and
soft brown eyes frame her heart shaped
face. She gently pushes back the hair that
has fallen over my face. She lifts up my
chin and brings her soft lips to mine.
Wow! She's really a great kisser! Our lips
slip and slide together. I relax and moan
as her tongue gently traces over my lips.
"Yes, yes in we go!" Mrs. Anderson
cries out.
"Oh my! Oh my!" It feels wonderfully
gross as my anal ring quivers and slowly
weakens. It's fighting's a losing battle
against the insistence greasy knob
pressing into me.
"Aaaah! OH! Mrs. Anderson!" There's
an odd popping sound as the wicked dong
fully breaks through and continues
traveling up and into me in short, hard
clenching movements.
"OH!" What a bizarre sensation! It
feels like I'm having a tremendous bowel
movement. But that, that just can't be
true! I feel the plug's obscene plastic-
bumpy surface oh-so tightly sliding INTO
me. I know something has to be moving IN
not OUT!
"Thank you Marcie," Mrs. Anderson
says, "you did great, you can sit down
now."
"Sure, anytime." Marcie climbs off
the bed.
"Oh! Oooooh!" The dong-thing feels
HUGE to me. I buried my head in the pillow
as my rear entrance makes lewd
involuntarily attempts to closed and clasp
around the thickening oncoming shaft. My
face is hot and flush. I can't believe
Jimmy, Marcie and Jeff are watching this
from across the room.
Mrs. Anderson firmly presses and
turns the strange dong up into my bottom
with a slow and rock steady pace. It feels
huge and disgustingly pleasurable inside
me. I sob and whimper, pulling on my bound
wrists as I sense what I hope is the
widest part of the plug moves into me and
wickedly opening up my ass.
"Oooow, Mrs. Anderson!" I sob and
squirm on my knees over the bed,
perceiving every slow inch of the pole's
incredibly ribbed-greasy contoured
diameter slowly sliding up into my
uselessly clenching anal muscle. I sense
the older woman's deliberate strength
behind the plug.
"Ooh yes, yes my little Kristina,"
The older woman coos softy. "Your taking
your first anal penetration very, very
well now baby. Slowly, slowly, that's it,
just inch-by-inch. Ah, yes, yes, in we
go."
Mrs. Anderson continues to press the
wonderfully awful dong into my body. She
relentlessly twists and rotates the thing
and up and into my poor ass. I tremble and
whimper. It feels like a kind of obscene
and incredibly thick buttery rod that's
endlessly blossoming open inside my ass.
The room is completely quiet now, just the
perverse glistening sound of the plastic
intruder making its way up my bum!
My ass involuntarily squirms and
attempts to clamp down on the intruding
dong-thing, but it's useless of course. I
put my head down and moan into the pillow,
pulling on my bound arms and arching my
butt up. The plug-thing slowly fills me
up, expanding deep inside my bowels. In a
extraordinary wicked way I feel like my
whole backside is being shucked wide open.
I can actually feel the wonderfully horrid
thing teasingly press against the back of
my pussy!
"Ah yes, Kristine, my little fuck-
toy, the plug is almost all the way inside
you now," she tells me. I feel the wide
disc stop against my butt, preventing the
anal invader from moving any further into
my quaking body. I'm brimming with the
most delicious, most perverted fullness
welling up from inside my ass. My thighs
are shaking. I groan and bite into the
pillow, leaning on my bound arms. I
experiment by squeezing and rolling my
hips and thighs slightly, causing the
strange plug to give me wild sensations.
"Well, I think our little lady here
is taking her first anal penetration
quite, what do you folks think?" What a
question for Mrs. Anderson to ask! It's
even worse when I hear Jimmy, Marcie and
Jeff murmur their agreement from their
viewing spot at the couch.
"Well, Kristine, I have to admit your
sweet little butt does look pleasingly
depraved with my nasty butt-plug stuck way
up in there. Now what would mother and
father say if they could see their proper
little cheerleader all bound-up and well
plugged." Mrs. Anderson lightly rests her
hand on top of the plug's disc, sending
more crazy sensations up and into my
bottom.
"Oh God, M-Mrs. A-Anderson, th-this
is just between us in the room, p-
please.."
"Why of course dear, of course. I
just love to watch the oh-so-proper girl
next door become a my wanton sex-toy."
With that, Mrs. Anderson palms the end of
the discs and begins to forcefully rotate
the plug around inside my butt, creating a
wet squishy sound and driving me totally
insane.
"Aaaaaaaaah, Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh God! P-
please M-Mrs. Anderson!" I groan out loud
as shocks of raw pleasure shoot up from my
poor bottom. Her ministrations are making
me crazy!
"So tell me little one, should we
fuck each other silly with a large double-
headed dildo I have in my bag?"
"Y-yes, OH! y-yes, y-yes, God-YES!,
p-p-please," I whimper to Mrs. Anderson,
my lesbian lover!
"Well, okay then, Jimmy can you get
me one of your wooden kitchen chairs and
place it near the bed.?"
"Sure thing."
I'm in a daze. My ass, pussy and
nipples are on fire! Mrs. Anderson lets go
of my ass and uncuffs my wrists from the
headboard. She quickly re-cuffs my hands
together behind my back.
"Kristine, be a good girl, go and
kneel in front of the chair Jimmy just
brought and await my instructions."
"Yes, Mrs. Anderson." Breathing
heavily I slowly hop off the bed, every
movement causing the anal plug to shoot
more wild sensation up my bottom. I kneel
obediently on the carpet, in front of the
plain wooden kitchen chair Jimmy just
provided.
My lover, Mrs. Anderson, pulls out a
10-to-12 inch double-headed dildo from her
bag of tricks. My pussy twitches when I
see the thick bulbous heads on each end of
the phallus coming into view. I gulp as I
visualize what Mrs. Anderson and me are
probably about to do to each other with
such a monster double-dong!
She puts the dildo on the side of the
bed, and sits on the chair with her knees
together and crooks a finger for me to
come towards her. I follow her order,
obediently shuffling forward on my knees.
My arms bound behind me cause my chest to
jut out. I move awkwardly towards Mrs.
Anderson like an obedient bitch in heat.
She opens her legs wide and smiles
sweetly down at me as I scuffle close. As
my tummy meets the front of her chair, our
eyes lock. Mrs. Anderson leans forwards
and grabs my head. She kisses me fully on
the mouth, and kisses my nose, chin,
cheeks, eyes and hair. Her kisses are
hard, wet and torrid. She laps at my face
with her long, pointed tongue. I'm quite
heated now as I return Mrs. Anderson's
kisses. I kiss her full lips, her face and
neck.
With her strong arms on my shoulders
she directs me downward to her breasts,
which I happily feast upon. I lick, suck
and bit gently the older woman's nipples.
She closes her eyes and murmurs in
approval.
"Ooh Ooh, Kristine, sweet, sweet
little Kristine, so young, so fine.."
My face is between her warm breasts
when Mrs. Anderson's places her hands on
the sides of my head and begins to push me
even further downward. I bend lower
willingly. I've always though of all the
crazy sexy, depraved things I would try, I
would never, never, eat out another woman,
but that seems like a lifetime ago.
Her hands hold and direct the back of
my head to that soft magic place between
her legs. I draw in her wonderfully strong
musky scent. My tongue is out and my eyes
are closed as I lap up between Mrs.
Anderson's swollen pussy lips. She grips
the back of my head. I lap her up like a
little doggie. I find her clit and suck on
it and twirl it around on my tongue, then
run the flat part of my tongue back and
forth between her pussy lips, just as she
did to me earlier. She gently pushes me
up.
"Aaah yes, my little one, very good,
I think we're quite ready now."
Shakily I get to my feet. Mrs.
Anderson grabs the double-headed dildo
from the bed and rubs one end of it along
her pussy. The dildo disappears into Mrs.
Anderson's love-tunnel. Leaving the other
end to bob obscenely between her legs.
"Come here darling, spread those
skinny legs of yours climb and onto my
lap."
I can't believe I'm doing this! With
my wrists bound behind me, anal plug in my
butt, my nipples hard and pointing
forward, I walk, trembling just a bit, to
Mrs. Anderson. Her one hand is lewdly
feeding the dildo into her pussy, the
other beckoning me towards her.
I spread my legs wide to straddle and
climb onto Mrs. Anderson's lap, like I'm
riding a horse. I'm wobbling back and
forth because my toes can barely touch the
floor. I intensely feel plug in my ass
moving about. Her naked thighs are warm
where they meet mine. We're now face-to-
face. My breasts are almost at level with
the older woman's.
She holds my waist with one hand to
steady me and scoots me forward a bit,
causing the other end of bulbous dildo to
rest against my pussy.
"Mmm, Kristine, now isn't this quite
cozy?" Mrs. Anderson looks me directly in
the eye. "Are you sure you're ready for
this honey?" She asks while looking down
at the free end of the dildo.
"Y-yes, oh yes!" I hiss. I can't
believe what we're about to do!
I look down and watch in amazement as
Mrs. Anderson takes the free end of the
dong and rubs it up and down along my
twitching pussy. She pushes the big
bulbous head between my outer lips,
opening me up a little. I gasp and close
my eyes at the intense and very intimate
contact. The soft dildo head feels
incredible firm and oddly spongy as the
older woman pushes and compresses the
thing between my (now quite slippery)
pussy lips. It feels great as the wide
head enters my body. The dildo slips just
inside me. I can't believe I'm now
attached, pussy-to-pussy, to Mrs.
Anderson!
"Okay, my sweet, sweet baby, up we
go," Mrs. Anderson coos to me as she takes
hold of my hips and gently lifts me up.
She very, very slowly lowers me down and
onto the upright phallus, causing
the end of the dong to push up and
into my love-tunnel!
"Aaah, Oh, Ooh, oh my! Oh my! Oommph!
OH GOD!, YES! I-I-I.oh WOW!" I gurgle and
moan inanely. Warm pleasure spreads up
from my between my legs as more of the big
dong slides up and into me. I'm being
slowly cleaved wide open, right here on
Mrs. Anderson's warm lap!
"Yes, yes, that's it baby, Oooooh
yes, that's my good little girl. Your
taking it quite well. Oh Kristine, my
little Kristine, you're so soft, so
light." Mrs. Anderson looks down and
watches intently as the dildo rides up and
into me.
I do feel so small and special when
she talks to me that way! I twist around
and writhe in my limited movement, causing
the most unbelievable sensations from my
impaled pussy as I sit here straddling her
lap. It's a good thing she's holding me by
the hips, because with my arms bound
behind me, and my toes barely reaching the
floor I don't have a good sense of
balance.
The older woman presses me closer to
her. She opens her mouth and kisses me
passionately on the lips. I attempt to
return her kisses and groan as the dildo
continues to move up and into me,
splitting me open. inch, by-agonizingly-
slow inch. As I slide forward and down on
the thick rubber dong our pussies are get
closer and my legs are lewdly splayed
wider and wider over the older woman's
lap.
Slowly and instinctively our hips
begin to jerk and rotate around. Each
movement translates into our shared
double-dildo, causing it to slide, and
squish around in our pussies. The
sensations are just incredible!
"M-M-Mmmh-OH!" I whimper as our
impaled pussies come to mash together. I'm
now fully pressed against the older woman,
tummy-to-tummy, pussy-to-pussy and breast-
to-breast. I bounce up and down and in and
out while straddling her lap. I
intuitively run my mouth and tongue along
her neck and shoulder, drooling on the
older woman just a little. We bounce and
mash together in this fashion for quite a
long time. Once again I feel transported
to that otherworldly place of endless
pleasure. I'm so hot and sweaty as I give
in and respond to every squishy bumpy and
driving movement from Mrs. Anderson's
hips. In a weird way I feel like I'm once
again melting into this older woman, like
a slice of soft cheese on hot apple pie.
I'm being absorbed into her very pores!
I groan at all the incredible
sensations. I roll my hips down to further
skewering myself onto the older woman. I
arch my back and shamelessly push my chest
into the face of my wicked, wicked lady
lover. Mrs. Anderson responds by taking
hold of my shoulders and manipulating me
to devour my breasts. She bites, nips and
wildly suckles me repeatedly from breast
to breast. She holds my nipple between her
teeth and pushes my shoulders back,
causing me to groan and whimper in pain
and pleasure. She rocks her hips fiercely
up and down, causing me to jerk and bob
uncontrollably on our shared dildo.
"Oh, my, oh my," the older woman coos
between mouthfuls of my wobbling breasts.
"Poor, poor, poor little Kristina. She's
now a quite the hot little fuck-toy, isn't
she!" She holds me tightly to her sweaty
body as our hips violently buck and mash
together. We're both glistening with
slippery sweat. I gasp and groan as the
plastic invader twists, slips, slides in
and out of me. Our swollen, pointy clits
touch together to deliciously squish and
rub together, nose-to-nose.
"Aaah! Oh Yes! Oh Yes! Oh! I'm
really, really fucking you, you little
bitch, you little slut-girl-twat! Aah! I'm
fucking your little-girlie brains out! Oh!
And you love it! Oh! You feel so fucking
great! You nasty little bitch! Oh! Y-you
just love it, you-you little twat!"
Mrs. Anderson cries out as her hips
move in a quick series of short, very
intense jabs causing me to bounce and bob
faster on her lap. She throws her head
back with a look of intense concentration,
then slows down a bit and smiles up at me.
I pout in disappointment as she stops
moving her hips. At this point I'm
helpless to stop my own hips from their
own obscene gyrating motion.
"Oh Kristine, okay, okay, let's have
some fun and make you cum like the good
little-girl fuck queen you are," Mrs.
Anderson teases as she wraps one hand
around my waist, holding still my
hyperactive hips and impaled pussy close
to her body.
She once again fastens her mouth and
sucks in my nipple, clamping her teeth to
me and playing her tongue across my
sensitive nip. I bite my lower lip and
whimper. While holding me very still on
top of the dildo and chewing hard on my
nipple, the wicked older woman reaches her
free hand around to my backside, and
fingers and grabs hold of the anal plug
still deeply lodged up my rear!
"OH! OH GOD! Oooh, Oh, Oh, Oh Mrs.
Anderson!" I babble as I realize the
depraved action she has in mind.
I whimper and sob on her sweaty lap,
leaning my head onto her shoulder as she
slowly pulls the spiky plug out of my
anus. My rosebud feel loose and rubbery as
I feel the head of the plug resting
against my bottom. She very slowly re-
inserts the spiky thing back up my ass! It
slides into me quite easily this time. I'm
swamped by a dirty, guilty pleasure as
many, many wondrous sensations shoot
through my body.
"Aaah, Aaaah, oh my, oh my oh M-Mrs.
Aaah-Aaah-Anderson, OH!"
She picks up a slow, steady tempo,
pumping the bumpy anal phallus in and out,
in and out, of my poor ass. An
embarrassing wet smacking sound comes from
my butt every time she re-inserts the
thing back into me! It's just too much!
The wicked older woman has her teeth
clamped on my nipple, and I'm completely
impaled on our shared double-dildo!
I squeal, whine, and moan, pulling at
my bound arms while continuing to lewdly
gyrate and bounce on the older woman's
lap. Mrs. Anderson, my proper neighbor
from down the street and good friend of my
parents relentlessly works me over! My
straddling legs clamp down, and hold
tightly around the older woman's thighs.
My God! What have I've become here? I'm
her impaled bouncing girlie-sex-toy! I
squirm wildly up and down, completely
entrapped on the older woman's lap. She's
relentlessly pumps my ass in-and-out, in-
and-out, with that obscene plug-thing, all
the while mouthing and sucking hard on my
nipple!
"G-g-grrr, ga, ga, gr, Oh! Oh! Oh!
Oh! Aaaaaarhhhhh! OH! Aaaaaaaaarhhhhh!" I
tense-up, arching my back and pressing
myself tightly against Mrs. Anderson's
heated body. My orgasm takes me by
surprise by how quickly it overtakes me,
ripping through me like white fire,
starting from the deepest place in back of
my distended and impaled pussy, shooting
up my back, up to my breasts, down my
legs, curling my feet and toes. She holds
me close as I tremble, shudder and shake
up and down on her lap. After a long while
I finally relax, and take a deep breathe.
Mrs. Anderson gently kisses my neck,
working her way up to my lips. She takes
my head in her hands and we softy kiss. We
explore each other's lips, tongue and
mouth for a bit, in a kind of post-orgasm
bliss.
"Mmm, Mrs. Anderson, that was so
wonderful," I gush, smiling at the older
woman.
"Yes, yes it was. All right baby, I
think that's enough for now," Mrs.
Anderson tells me as she lifts me off the
dildo into a standing position.
"Wow!" Jimmy exclaims from the couch.
"That was out-a-sight!"
Mrs. Anderson helps me clean myself
up as everyone stretches, somewhat dazed,
and calls it a night. Mrs. Anderson, Jeff
and Marcie go home. Jimmy is really worked
up and we quickly fuck. Jimmy is okay, but
I'm already thinking of how Mrs. Anderson
and I can get together again.
PART 3
A few weeks later my family is having
our huge famous summer barbecue. Family
and friends gather together in our large
backyard to consume tons of corn, dogs and
beans. I worked hard in the morning with
my parents and sisters to get the house
and yard ready for the big shindig. I'm
nervous with frenetic energy because the
Anderson's will be part of the crowd
coming over to visit. This will be the
first time I'll be seeing Mrs. Anderson
after our wild lesbian encounter at
Jimmy's. I haven't heard from Jimmy all
week and suspect he has moved on. I don't
seemed to care that much about him either
way. He's nice but I've been dreaming more
about Mrs. Anderson lately.
People start showing up, the burger's
sizzle on the grill. The Anderson's
finally arrive. My heart is in my throat.
Mr. And Mrs. Anderson, with their two
daughters walk up, saying their hello's to
everyone. My Mom relives Mrs. Anderson of
two large homemade pies she's carrying.
Just seeing Mrs. Anderson again makes my
pussy tingle. I'm struck with how utterly
normal and proper she appears, wearing a
modest floral print dress with a blue bow
in her hair and a big white pocketbook at
her side. She play's the part of typical
suburban house perfectly, no sign of the
dominatrix-bitch lurking beneath. I'm sure
that no one at our gathering today would
even suspect that just a few nights ago
Mrs. Anderson had me bound and well-
plugged as she fucked me silly.
She smiles at me and says hello, as
she usually does, politely asking about my
work and school. Even though my ears burn
red with memories, I answer in the typical
fashion; schools okay, work is fine, blah,
blah blah.
Mrs. Anderson doesn't show the
slightest hint of the nasty things we've
done. The barbecue party continues in the
bright afternoon sun. Little kids race
around, as us adults mill about chatting,
drinking pop and beer and swatting at the
flies. My oldest sister, Suzy, has four
young noisy kids of her own which I help
take care of.
The kids run off, and for a while
I'm left alone at the one of the picnic
tables. I gulp and tremble slightly as
Mrs. Anderson comes by and sits down next
to me. For a while we don't saying
anything. The two of us just staring off
in the afternoon heat.
"Kristine, I'll get right to the
point. I'm aroused as hell just looking at
you here, in your soft blouse and tight-
fuck-me blue jeans. Let's make love right
here and now. I've brought some special
toys in my handbag that I'm just dying to
try out on you. Maybe we could go up to
your bedroom. You have a lock on the door,
right?"
She says this as in the most
nonchalant way, as if we're just two gals
talking about the county fair!
"Mmm, Mrs. Anderson," I respond
trying to stay cool but completely excited
by the idea. "Y-you m-mean now? That's
very nasty, with everyone around and all."
"Yes honey," she says while
innocently tracing a finger along my
shoulder blade. "That of course is the
point."
Two minutes later I'm sitting on the
bed in my bedroom, waiting for Mrs.
Anderson. Looking around at my rows of
stuffed dolls and the light pink
wallpaper. I know that it's time I find my
own apartment. Being 22 is just old to
stay at home with my parents.
I hear heels coming down the hallway.
Mrs. Anderson enters my bedroom with a
whirl. She closes the latch and turns
toward me. We smile at each other and my
cheeks blush lightly.
"Hi, sweetie," she says grinning at
me. "I know this is just a little crazy.
Um.is it too much Kristine? It-it just
makes me feel so wild, so naughty, the
idea of taking you right here, right in
your own bedroom with our friends and
family just outside. Just let me know, at
any time, if it's too much and we can
stop."
I giggle and return her grin. I
nervously stare down at my hands crossed
in my lap.
"Um, no Mrs. Anderson, it-it's just
fine with me. Umm, L-lets do it! I've been
dreaming about you all week."
"Hmm, good, good. I've been thinking
about you too dear."
Mrs. Anderson puts her large handbag
on the bed and sits down very close to
next me. Her hand gently traces up and
down my back. She nuzzles and kisses my
neck, I titter at the caress of her soft
lips.
My heart beats rapidly as the older
woman slowly pushes my shoulders way back
and down against the bed. I'm on my back,
facing up as Mrs. Anderson moves to her
side and nestles close to me. The dusty
afternoon sun shines across my bedroom
walls. I still hear the noise from the
barbecue below even though my bedroom is
on the second floor
She gets down next to me and nuzzles
my neck with her soft lips. I sigh and
close my eyes as her hands roam across my
tummy, down to my jeans, across my thighs
and than around again. She feels up and
over my shirt, fondling and pressing on my
breasts, then moving up to my shoulder and
then back down over my chest again. I keep
my eyes close and thoroughly enjoy Mrs.
Anderson's caressing of my body. Her touch
is very light at first, and then becomes
more insistent. Her nimble fingers
unbutton my blouse down my chest and
across my tummy.
Mrs. Anderson kisses me firmly across
my cheek, up to my nose and then softly on
my lips. I turn my head and return her
kiss. Our tongues poke out and entwine.
Her hands slowly move over my tummy and
under my bra. She cups and molds my
breasts like pizza dough. She's really
turning me on now. I never imagined myself
a lesbian, but I have to admit that what
Mrs. Anderson is doing to me really feels
great!
Our tongues dance as she plays with
my chest. Her other hand comes between my
legs and rub along my blue jeans to work
long my inner thigh. She grabs my crotch
and fondles me through my pants. I let
loose a low moan of pleasure, giggling
nervously as the older woman unbuttons my
jeans and casually zip them open.
"Oh!" I groan in pleasure as her palm
rubs along my pussy mound. She continues
to kiss me fiercely as her hands squeeze
and knead my breasts and pussy. She moves
down to kiss and bite along my neck. She
inserts two finger up into my now sopping
pussy. A thrilling agony wells up from
between my legs as she slowly mashes and
slides her thumb directly across my clit!
"Oh, Oh! Mrs. Anderson, y-your so
nasty!" I murmur to my wicked lover, short
on breath. I can't believe I'm having sex
with Mrs. Anderson, right here in my
girlhood bedroom, with the sounds of our
family picnic in full swing just outside
my window!
"Mmmmm," is the older woman's only
response. She kisses under my neck and
squishes her fingers around deep inside
me. Her intense handling is really turning
me on!
I whimper and pout when she means off
me and withdraws her hands.
"Kristine, I want to see your sweet
ass as naked as the day you where born."
Mrs. Anderson finishes undressing me.
I help her out as she lifts my blouse over
my head. She unclips my bra and lifts it
off. I groan when she briefly lowers her
mouth to my now exposed breasts. She
engulfs me, sucking upward on my tender
bosom, treating me like a melting ice
cream cone. Oh! She's so wild! I groan as
Mrs. Anderson takes my nipple between her
teeth and shakes me a bit. My lesbian
lover moves down to my feet dangling over
the edge of the bed. She quickly takes off
my sneakers, but leaves my pink cotton
socks on. I close my eyes, I feel so
wonderfully wicked. She removes my blue
jeans, I raise my butt to let her slip the
pants off me. Mrs. Anderson doesn't stop
there. I feel her warm fingers take hold
of my panties. She pushes them down and
off my legs!
I'm now completely exposed before the
older woman!
"Kristine dear, why don't you open
your eyes and get off your sweet ass. Just
kneel on there bed for a bit and watch me
get undressed."
"Um.okay Mrs. Anderson."
I do as the older woman tells me and
kneel on my soft, springy bed facing her.
I blush deeply as she looks over my now
naked body like a predator. She smiles at
me sweetly, looking directly in the eyes
as she begins unbuttoning the front of her
dress. I gulp. I'm once again struck with
just how pretty Mrs. Anderson is. Soft and
shapely, but also strong, with a hint of
definition to her biceps, her breasts are
nice and round, much bigger than mine, her
legs well defined and muscular.
She moves towards the bed like at
cat, getting on her knees on the opposite
side. We come together, face-to-face, and
embrace. She holds me just under my arms
and presses me tightly against her. Her
breasts feel great against me! She's so
warm and firm. Since she's taller than me
she needs to lean down a bit to kiss me
fiercely. I kiss her back. Mrs. Anderson
then starts kissing me all over! On my
cheeks, eyes, nose and down my neck. I
feel completely swept away here in her
arms.
I just want to absorb her into me! I
kiss the older woman back, sliding my lips
down her throat, along her shoulder and
onto her chest, leaving a trial of sweet
spittle as I go. I suckle on her breasts
like a hungry little baby.
"Mmm, oh! Kristina, sweet little
Kristina, that so nice, so wonderful,"
Mrs. Anderson coos, cradling me to her.
"Aaah, Kristine, Ummmm, Kristine,"
she says gently pushing me off her. "Let
try something fun. Why don't you lie down
on the bed proper. And I'll get over you,
but in reverse, so we can lick each other
between the legs. It's called the 69
position, and it's very, very nice."
"Okay." I quickly agree and lay down
in the center of the bed. Her idea is so
wild and nasty, I just can't wait to try
it! She turns around and places her knees
over me, straddling my tummy backwards! I
look down in amazement as Mrs. Anderson's
butt moves up and then directly over my
face! The older woman gently brings her
wet and musky pussy to rest over my nose
and mouth. I'm overcome with her womanly
scent as she begins to rub back and forth
over my face. I quickly adjust as my nose,
mouth and cheeks are plastered with her
flowing love juices. She hooks her hands
under my thighs and pushes my legs opens.
I shudder and tremble as Mrs. Anderson
fastens her mouth to me pussy! It's like
an electric shock of pleasure that
reverberates through me.
I attempt to return the favor by
opening my mouth to lick and slurp on the
tender-soft pussy mound splayed over my
face.
"Oh baby, oh my sweet little baby,
that's good, that's so fucking gooood,"
Mrs. Anderson murmurs to me. She moves her
hips slightly so my mouth has complete
access to her quim. She returns her mouth
to my pussy. We both focus on licking,
lapping and grinding against each other,
mouth-to-pussy, pussy-to-mouth in
wonderfully perverted womanly passion. My
bed bounces a bit with our earnest
slurping. Mrs. Anderson inserts her tongue
into my pussy and slowly licks up and out!
I echo back the same actions to the older
woman's pussy. We're so totally wicked! Me
and Mrs. Anderson, up in my bedroom
engaged in fierce oral sex during the
family barbecue!
We're in a endless loop of giving and
receiving the most intimate kind of
pleasure. I loose myself to the
overwhelming passion coursing through my
body. Our twisting, grinding, slurping and
licking reaches a fevered crescendo. We
both cum almost at the same time. My back
arches and my hips shake wildly as my
orgasm wells out, and spasms into Mrs.
Anderson's mouth. She groans and I feel
her soft pussy tremble and twitch around
my inserted tongue. She's already quite
sopping wet, but nothing prepares me for
the deluge that follows. Gobs and gobs of
her love juices begin to flow from between
her engorged pussy lips. I lick and laps
it up in delight, but my mouth cannot keep
up with the demand. Her juices run all
over my face, down my cheeks, over my
chin, and sloping and soaking into my
hair.
"Aaaaarrh, Oooooh, baby. Oh my sweet
little baby, oh, a-aarh, a-aaaaaarh!" Mrs.
Anderson moans as she lift her face from
my spent pussy. She continues cumming all
over my face! She arches against me, her
thighs clamp tightly to me, her pussy
grinds into my mouth and nose. I hear
mothers yelling at their kids running
around outside at the barbecue as Mrs.
Anderson's love flow continues to squirt
past my lips, down my chin, even pooling
up in my ears!
Finally her spasming pussy slows
down. She whimpers and moans as she comes
down from her high. She gets off me and
turns around. We both laugh when we face
each other. Her face is plastered with my
love juices!
"Wow, Kristine, don't you look like
the perfect little cunt-licker," she tease
as she nestles down next to me. The older
woman kisses me directly on the lips,
forcing my mouth open. I hold onto her
shoulders, as her tongue lazily plays
across my own. We taste each others (and
our own!) musky woman-scent. She stops
kissing me and we lay in each other's arms
in a gentle post-orgasmic embrace.
She holds me close to her body as we
lie on our sides with our legs entwined.
She kisses my neck lightly. Her hands roam
up and down my back, kneading, and molding
my ass cheeks. Our breasts push
deliciously together. I close my eyes and
tilt my head back. Mrs. Anderson's body
feels great against mine. She's so warm,
so strong. As her magic hands continue to
caress, the older woman mashes her pussy
over my hip and thigh while manipulating
her own thigh to press and slide over my
own. I can't believe it. She's revving up
again, heating us both up! Mrs. Anderson
is totally unstoppable!
I moan and melt into the older woman
as we thread, twist and twine against each
other on my bed. The late afternoon sun
provides a warm glow throughout my
bedroom. Mrs. Anderson's body is like a
glowing-tan muscular snake, twisting and
rasping through me.
"Oh, baby, your such a sweetie, so
young, so pleasingly pliant." She leans
away from me. We look at each other in the
face. I blush under have intense gaze, and
then relax. Her angular face, and bright
eyes are simply beautiful.
"Kristine, I have a strap-on dildo
and wrist cuffs in my bag. I'd want to
secure you to the bed here and fuck you
with the strap-on. It would be a very nice
cap to our little session this afternoon.
What do you think, should we continue, or
called it a day? You know you can tell me
to stop at any time."
"Um." I pretend to consider her
question. She's so wonderfully wicked, I'm
getting quite wet again just thinking
about it. "Yes! Yes! Let's do it, let's do
it all Mrs. Anderson!"
She positions me on my back in the
middle of my bed and stretches my arms out
wide. She takes a pair of soft leather
cuffs attached to adjustable chains out of
her handbag. She loops the chains around
each end of the bedposts. In no time she
has my wrists bound wide to my own
bedposts! She places a pillow comfortably
under my head, and places another pillow
under my ass. She pulls a funny looking
molded pink dildo out of her bag. A series
of looping straps and clips are attached
to the back of the thing.
"I just love this strap-on, see how
the back is covered with these firm
bristles," the older woman shows me the
strange plastic bristles on the back of
the phallus.
"Y-yes, I do Mrs. Anderson," I
respond while twisting slightly, testing
my wrist bindings.
"Well these little suckers give me
the most amazing sensations when fucking
little sluts like yourself." She teases,
and slips the thing over her legs,
tightening the obscene dong to her crouch.
My heart is pounding and I'm sopping
between my legs as I contemplate what Mrs.
Anderson is about to do to me! She bounces
on the bed and gets next to me. The older
woman places her hands over my chest. She
deeply kneads and mashes my breasts
together!
"Just one more thing for you, my
tender little peach," she says reaching
into her handbag again. I groan when she
pulls out two small metal clips, the clips
are spring-loaded with nasty little
rubber-padded teeth!
"Oh!" I groan again, looking down
over my bound body as she grabs hold of my
left breast. She pulls up on my nipple and
attaches me directly to the metal clip,
clamping the padded sharp teeth to my
tender nip! A white-hot mix pain and
pleasure shoots out over my chest. I
whimper and moan as she gently lifts up,
and shakes the nipple-attached clip. I
yelp again as Mrs. Anderson attaches the
next clip to my other nipple! I moan and
shake as she takes a short metal chain out
of her bag, and attaches it between each
end of the nipple clips. The effect is
that the chain forces my breasts together
slightly! I close my eyes and pull on my
bound arms, fully experiencing the
strange, sharp throbbing sensations where
her clips bite lewdly into me. The
sensation emanating from my chest feels
like a ceaseless, intense tweaking of my
nipples!
Mrs. Anderson leans up. She moves to
the bottom of the bed and gets between my
legs, pushing them wide open. I'm
breathing rapidly as I look at the older
woman, with her attached 'strap-on',
perched between my open legs. She massages
and strokes my inner thigh with her warm
fingers.
"Mmm, Kristina, my sweet little
Kristina. Don't you look like the most
perfect little love-slave, with your arms
bound and your poor little tender nips all
swollen and clamped up. I'll bet every man
and woman at your barbecue downstairs
would just love to come up here and fuck
your sweet brains out. Hmm, it's an
interesting thought, isn't it. But don't
worry I wouldn't let them, I want to be
only one who has access to your nice
little pussy-hole."
"Oh!" What a thing to say! Just for a
second the image of fucking every man and
woman at the family barbecue flashes
through my mind, making my poor pussy even
wetter.
Mrs. Anderson moves over me. Her
knees push again my open thighs. The dildo
gently rests between my legs. She's on all
four, directly over me now. Her hands are
on the bed, near of my shoulders,
supporting her upper body. She lowers her
face to mine and we kiss wildly. The older
woman breaks our kissing and reaches down
to the strap-on. I shudder slightly as
Mrs. Anderson positions the dildo's head
against my quim.
I close my eyes and whimper in pure
delight as the older woman slowly, slowly
lowers her hips down towards me, causing
the dildo's wide head to cleave open my
pussy lips. The dong enters into me. I
hear a wet, sliding-smacking sound and
feel the long dong deliciously moving up
and into me. I moan and gurgle with
pleasure. This is so wild, what me and
Mrs. Anderson are doing, fucking up in my
bedroom, while the family barbecue
continues right outside my window! I pull
at my bound wrists and tilt my hips upward
to better accept Mrs. Anderson's plastic
violator into my body. A hot, glorious
feeling of fullness wells out from between
my legs as she finishes burying every inch
of the dong inside me. I'm now completely
impaled and whimpering under the older
woman!
"Hmm, Kristina, that easily slipped
right into your hot little box, you little
tramp. You just love being fucked and
having your pussy completely filled-up.
Don't you, you little girlie-fuck-slut."
"Ooooh," I groan in disappointment as
Mrs. Anderson withdraws the dong from me.
"Ready for more, sweetie?" The older
woman teasingly asks, smiling down at me.
"Oh God, yes, yes. Please! Please
Mrs. Anderson, please fuck me, fill me up,
fill me up completely." I groan and
babble, swamped with lusty need.
"All right then sweetie, here it
comes."
I whimper in pure ecstasy as the
older woman slowly plunges the phallus
inside me again. Using her hips, she
slowly pushes in, and then pulls the dong
out. She does this repeatedly. I murmur
and groan in pleasure, moving my hips up
and down each time I'm penetrated by the
dildo. I strain and pull on my bound
wrists, moaning, as I instinctively lift
my knees up and wrap my legs around Mrs.
Anderson's bobbing waist, capturing the
older woman's warm body between my legs.
"That's it baby, I'm all yours," my
lover coos down at me. "Ah, your such a
sweet little twat, you feel so fucking
good. All right girl, I'll gonna really
start to fucking you now. I'm going to
fuck you for all your sweet little pussy
is worth."
"Aah, Oh!" I gurgle and squeal in
sheer joy as Mrs. Anderson begins to
vigorously pump the dildo in and out of me
with powerful up and down movements of her
hips. My hips respond in kind, rising to
meet her powerful downward thrusting. It's
all I can do to keep my legs locked around
her bucking hips. Oh! It feels so fucking
good! I buck. I twist. I groan out loud
every time I'm penetrated by her wickedly
long dong.
Mrs. Anderson is an energetic woman.
She endlessly pumps into me. I'm delirious
and going out of my mind with ecstasy.
Every once in a while I gasp as new joyous
sensation course through my body as the
older woman changes her angle of attack.
She pumps into me from the top of my
pussy, then from the right side, the left,
the bottom, then around again, and again,
and again. I twist and squirm against the
thrusting older woman on top of me.
I close my eyes and emit little
whelping sounds as my orgasm fast
approaches. Mrs. Anderson must sense this,
because she picks up her thrusting pace.
With one hand steadying her on the bed,
her other hand takes hold of the short
chain she attached to the nipple clips
between my breasts. As she continues her
ceaseless pumping penetration into my now
very sopping, wet pussy, she slowly pulls
up on the chain. I'm suddenly reminded of
the sharp teeth of the clamps biting into
my nipples. She firmly pulls my breasts
upward. Looking down over my body I see an
amazing sight; Mrs. Anderson's womanly
form arching over me, my nipples being
pulled up by the chained clamps, further
down the slick phallus rides in and out,
in and out between my legs.
"Aaaaaaaaaarrrh!" I cry out, sobbing
and whimpering uncontrollably as I wiggle,
twist and moan under the older woman. My
back arches and I pull hard on my bound
arms. I gush, I spasms around the dong
uncontrollably. Lightening hot flashes of
heavenly rapture well up from between my
legs and course across my clamped chest.
Mrs. Anderson presses down and fully molds
her body to me. She's hot and sticky, her
breasts feel great as they mash into mine.
She wickedly bites and sucks under my
neck. I'm fully penetrated by the dong as
her hips shake and gyrate in tiny frantic
movements. She cries out and holds me
tight, her hips press down into me and
became still for a moment. Maintaining
this position we hold on to each for a
while, suspended in time. The sounds of
birds chirping in the late afternoon sun
and noise from the party outside suddenly
return to fill my bedroom.
She lifts her head and looks down at
me smiling. I shyly smile back and we
kiss. My lips wetly play across hers. She
breaks the kiss. I groan as she pulls the
dildo out of my pussy and rolls off of me.
I wince as she unclips the metal clamps
from my nipples.
"Oh! Oh! Mrs. Anderson!" I moan out
loud as she holds my torso and sucks up
and down on my tender nips.
"All right, baby, all right," I sigh
as she leans up. "I think my favorite
girl-toy has had enough for today."
She undoes my wrist bindings and
quickly gets dressed, stuffing her 'toys'
back into her handbag.
"Honey, I better get back to the
picnic. You should probably give it a few
minutes and then come down yourself."
"I..umm." I mumble in a post-orgasmic
daze, racing to get my thoughts together
as Mrs. Anderson heads for my bedroom
door. "W-will we, um, um, you know, umm,
get together again?"
"Yes sweetie, of course, as often as
you like."
"Yes, yes, lets, ummm, I would like
it very often!"
"Good, honey, so do I." Mrs. Anderson
goes through the door. I hear her heels
clacking down the hallway.
PART 3/END
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