This story is a work of fiction, although it is based on a true story. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
London shopgirl By Marie LeClare
I went into a little shop, near the Kensington Palace Hotel, on my first trip to London. I really wanted to doll myself up for a night out in London, hopefully looking for the local talent of hot women, or birds as they're called in that part of the world.
I noticed this beautiful sales clerk across from the bra and panties, in the lingerie section, who really took my breath away. My pussy began to sense a horny attraction and started to anticipate the inevitable.
Soon this sales assistant started to walk over in my direction and my heart began to pound what would I say or do? She introduced herself as Sarah with a sultry smile, and the cutest Irish accent outside of Boston. I told her I was interested in thongs so she led me to the correct section.
She commented on my figure, and I must admit I do work out religiously since I had been unceremoniously dumped by my ex girlfriend who said my ass was too big, and who turned out to be straight.
I noticed that her figure was exceptional and that she deliberately had her thong exposed in a sexy kind of way. We soon started making small talk and I found out that we were both single and planning on going out into London tonight. We agreed to meet up with her friends for a really big night out, after she told me the name of the bar, and it's location.
We met up at a bar called Jugs, which I was to find out was a well known girl bar, and as it turned out there were 14 of us in our party. I wondered how she knew that I was a lesbian and wouldn't object, but I didn't really care. Sarah looked divine, or as they say, smashing, and sat next to me which led me to think I had struck gold.
As the night moved on Sarah and I noticed how our friends had paired off and were going home as they said they "were tired". Soon it was just Sarah and I left from our party. She suggested that we could go back to her place for a drink, which was above the shop she worked at, and it wasn't that far away.
We held hands on the walk back and Sarah said to me she thought I was beautiful and she was glad that I hadn't been hit on, or as they say, chatted up by anyone else in the party, and that she had me all to herself. We kissed gently on the lips and gazed into each others eyes. Her sultry look now replaced with a look of kindness and lovingness.
She led me to her flat which was immaculate just like her. Gentle music was put on in the background and Sarah made us each a drink. She sat next to me, putting her arm over my shoulder, and we kissed for hours.
Gently caressing each other and stroking forbidden parts. I was in heaven. It was divine. Soon Sarah became more adventurous and forthcoming and whispered something into my ear. Words I thought I would never hear. She said the moment I had walked into the shop she was attracted to both my face and body. She couldn't help but notice my tight ass and how she wanted to do things to it. By now she had undressed us, so that we were completely naked, and she was playing with my, by now, soaking wet pussy.
She said she idolized my ass and wanted to fuck it. I said do what ever you want and by now the evening had progressed to a new turn with an amazing effect. She turned me over on the couch and started licking my ass cheeks. I had never had this done before and found it a real turnon.
She became dominant and licked my ass really hard, dragging her tongue along the crack of my ass, which really drove me wild. She fingered my ass and pussy with such effect I almost passed out when I came. It didn't hurt but drove me wild.
I duly wanted to repay the favor, to the best of my ability. So I turned her over on her tummy and started to kiss and lick, starting at her shoulders. Giving her little kisses and slowly licking down to the small of her back. Then dragging my tongue along the crack of her ass to her sopping wet pussy.
My tongue exploring her delicate folds, gently tugging at her pussy lips with my lips. Then plunging my tongue deep and probing her pussy walls with my inquisitive tongue. Tongue fucking her as I caressed her ass cheeks, and gently spanked her, until she arched her back, stiffened for a moment, and gushed. Her pussy filling my mouth with her sweet girl honey.
After she had recovered, she whispered something I never thought I'd ever agree to having anyone do to me. "I want to fuck you", she whispered, and told me not to move as she got up to get the dildo. In what seemed like hours, but in reality was only a few minutes she returned with the harness on and the plastic dick sticking straight out like a sword.
Helping me to my hands and knees, she knelt behind me and held the plastic dick to my wet pussy. Pushing her hips I felt it enter me and fill my cavity. She reached for my hair with one hand and her other hand went under me to cuddle my wet swollen clit. Grabbing my hair like reins, she started to move her hips and the dick went where no dick had ever gone before, deep inside.
As she patted my swollen wet clit and fucked me, her breath was getting as ragged as mine, and with every plunge I could feel the tingle getting stronger. Before I could scream, "I'm on the edge", I came in a mind blowing orgasm. First one, then another, having multiples, until she moaned, "Oh God I'm cumming".
Although we saw each other every day, my vacation seemed to be over too soon. As she saw me off at the airport, I knew I would never forget London, and left a little piece of my heart in Kensington.
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