Manipulating Meghan (f/f)
by
Tayla
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction intended for adult entertainment.
Dropping out of the rat race, I ditched work today and went to catch a first run movie. The young lady behind me in line wanted to make chit-chat. That was fine with me. We had quite a wait ahead of us.
Her name was Meghan. She was 19, recently engaged to a boy in the small town where she lived and just gushing with happiness. I found her cute with her long auburn hair in a thick braid that reached the middle of her back. Fluffy bangs framed her forehead and she seemed to blow at them by habit. She was green-eyed, 5'6" and slim. She wore a simple yellow shirtwaist dress, cinched with a brown leather belt, brown loafers, no stockings. No makeup marred her flawless skin. She didn't need it. It was smooth and creamy and her lips a natural soft red. She said her dad and her fiance, Kurt, have never understood her need to come often to the big city.
Now, I am an executive at an advertising firm, tallish, with black hair. Polished, beautiful according to most, 38, and stacked nicely. However, I went for the casual look in the movie line today with my hair up and in a clip, slacks and a shirt rolled up at the sleeves. I am divorced with no children. My ex-husband caught me in a most indelicate (for him) situation six years ago while we were on a trip in the South of France. Coming in early from his business meeting, he found me sucking the pussy of our desk clerk. I offered to share, but he was having none of it. She was a lovely young woman from Australia I'd noticed immediately when we arrived. Young, healthy, vibrant--just the way I love my women. Like the one I'm talking to now. She'd brought up a piece of my jewelry from the safe and I easily seduced her with my words and my hands. Aussie pussy is the way I like to remember her.
Just as we were nearing the box office, the Sold Out sign appeared. "Gosh darn," she wailed. "All that waiting for nothing. What am I going to do with myself now?"
Oh, shit was my unsaid sentiment. "This is a bummer," I commiserated verbally. "I have the day ahead of me, too. I called in sick for this."
Then a thought hit me. Right between the legs. "Meghan, my condo is very near here. Would you like to follow me there? We can watch a video and have lunch."
"That would be great, Elly" she said enthusiastically. "I'm glad to have made a new friend."
We got to my place and I settled her in on the sofa. "Which would you like to do first, Meghan? Eat or watch a movie?"
"Let's do the movie first. I had a late breakfast. What are we watching?"
"How about we be a little mischievous, Meghan and watch an XXX-rated movie," I asked hopefully. On my drive home, I decided I could really have a little fun with this girl. If she was game. I hadn't had a woman in a few weeks and I needed that softness.
She went for it. "This is so exciting. I've never seen one before. Things are so different back home. We certainly can't get them at our video store. My dad is a pillar in the community. Why he'd go crazy if he thought I wasn't still a virgin. He would have a stroke he if caught me watching an adult movie."
So, she was still a virgin. Well, I certainly can't insert anything to far into her. My favorite dildo will have to stay hidden. I'll just put my fingers in her a little, just to wet them. Feel her warmth for a few seconds anyway. I would have to content myself with eating her pussy and sucking those lovely breasts. I can live with that. And then there's kissing. I love kissing women. Maybe I can screw her. God, I love that, too. I may even have to convince her that it's not real fucking. "You're still a virgin, Meghan? That's so refreshing! You can learn a few things from the movie."
"You bet. No one will find out. And I like feeling a little bit naughty," she said shyly.
I looked over my collection and found my favorite. It was a trilogy which included man-woman, girl-girl and boy-boy. There were actually good plots, decent dialog and lots of fucking. I watched her from the corner of my eye as she paid rapt attention to the fucking in the movie from beginning to end. She was quiet afterward.
"So, Meghan, did you like the movie?" I asked as I rose from the sofa and stood behind her. She was tensed up and I began rubbing her shoulders, starting my seduction. "I know you're an innocent, but someday you'll be doing some of those things with you husband. He'll lick these beautiful breasts of yours," I crooned as I captured them in my hands and squeezed.
"I had no idea people did things like this. Elly, please don't...Kurt never touches me like this." She breathed raggedly, chest heaving.
"Shh, sweetheart. People have all kinds of sex. They will do anything to get the release that only a good cum can bring. There is nothing wrong with anything you saw on that screen. It's what people do." I unbuttoned the top of her dress, slipped my hands inside her bra, rubbed her breasts and squeezed her nipples. "Just feel me touching your skin."
"Oh, my heavens," she shuddered.
"Meghan, I've done those things with men and women, separately and together." I continued rubbing her and bent to kiss the top of her head. "About two months ago, a couple was here collecting for a charity. I fucked them both. He fucked me from behind while I ate his wife's pussy. Do you remember seeing that scene in the movie?"
"You put your face in her..., like the girl in the movie?" Meghan asked quietly. "Did you do all those other things to her?"
"Yes. Yes I did. I very much enjoy making love to young women. If you let me, I'd like to do those things with you, Meghan."
"That movie did give me some strange feelings," she said, standing. "Kurt never touches my breasts except by accident and I am almost certain he wouldn't let me sit on his face. If I let you touch me like that, I'll still be a virgin for him, won't I, Elly?"
"Technically, yes, sweetheart. Now let me see you undress." My eyes feasted on her as she shed her clothes. She was still a bit uncertain as to what she was getting into. For me, unexpected pussy was such a treasure. And I was about to taste her virgin stuff.
"Aren't you going to get undressed? " she asked as she stepped out of her panties. "I don't want to be naked by myself."
"Of course. Wow, you have a gorgeous body. I most certainly will enjoy you." I led her to the bedroom. It was time to put my hungry tongue work.
I wasted no time taking her in my arms. I rammed my tongue into her sweet mouth as I squeezed her ass cheeks. She gasped, caught off guard. She kind of starting kissing me back as I brought a hand to her pussy. It was already moist. I intended to have her dripping into my mouth in a matter of minutes.
I positioned myself in the bed and instructed Meghan to grab the headboard. She settled her pussy in the vicinity of my face. Her pussy lips were large, just the way I like them. I slowly pulled them open as she whimpered. I made a 'fuck you' hand and stuck the finger just inside her vagina, moving it around to feel her moisture and heat. Then I brought her down to my mouth and began licking her, lapping at her. She squirmed, but I held tight as I took her. When my tongue slipped into her wet, open slit, she muttered an expletive her daddy would be ashamed of. Oh, but Daddy should see his little girl now, naked, with a woman's tongue lodged in her pussy. When at last I found that little extended core outside of her and manipulated it, the little small town girl twirled her cute ass, braid swaying and fucked my face like the girl in the movie. She moaned in pure ecstacy as she came 'once, twice, three times with a lady.' Ha ha!
I left her, well-fucked and exhausted, to freshen up while I made something for lunch. The small feast was laid out on the coffee table in the living room when she came in, wearing the robe I'd loaned her. She sat on the floor and continued to talk as we ate. She told me her mom left her dad and her for another man when she was 10. Her dad was broken-hearted and called her mom the worse kind of whore. He vowed to raise her right, so they moved to the new town where they were now living. Daddy and she took up a pious existence, she explained.
After lunch, Meghan stood and said, "Elly, this has been a real good experience for me--the best I've had in the city--but it's getting late. Dad and Kurt will be wondering what happened to me."
"It's been good for me, too, sweetheart. I loved seeing your gorgeous body and feeling you cum. But before you leave, I need something from you Meghan. I need to cum like you did."
Meghan began talking very fast. "Elly, what you did to me was wonderful. It really was. I mean I feel so good. Your tongue on my...in my...But I can't reciprocate. I just can't. You understand, don't you?" She gasped for a breath.
"Hold on, honey. You don't have to do anything. Just lie down on the carpet. I'll take from you, but I guarantee you'll join me in my pleasure." She did as I requested. Cupping her mound, I said, "Yours is so big for a young woman. I just want to feel mine on it."
"Oh," she released her breath, but caught it again as I began rubbing those big swollen lips. I touched the right buttons because she was writhing in no time at all, taking her pleasure once again.
Now it was my turn. I positioned myself above her, then bent my head for a deep tongue kiss. Suckling each small breast in my mouth, I lavished each with tongue and saliva. She whimpered when I made contact with her pussy. It was pure rapture as I slowly raked my pussy up and down her mound, joining with her. When I began to screw my body in circles on her, she learned fast, captured my rhythm and screwed me in return. I came several times on her heated mound, wetting her completely. Of course, I couldn't let her get dressed all wet. What else was there for me to do except put her legs on my shoulders and lick her clean again?
At the door, I gave her my card with my business and home numbers. "I enjoyed you, Meghan. If you ever want a repeat, call me."
Two months later my secretary buzzed me telling me I had a visitor. She only gave the name Meghan. "Please send her in, Joyce." The girl was as beautiful today as she was the first time I saw her.
"Hi, Elly," she said shyly. "I know you're surprised to see me after all this time."
"Pleasantly surprised, Meghan. How have you been. You look wonderful."
"I've been good, Elly. Thank you. I was just wondering if you could, if you would..."
Meghan couldn't seem to finish her request. I knew exactly what she wanted. "Of course, sweetheart," I said, rising to lock my office door. "Take off your panties and sit here." I pointed to an arm chair. "I'm afraid I don't have much time. I have a business meeting down the hall."
"That's okay. I just need...Please put your tongue in me. Just a little bit, Elly. There, I said it."
I took her quickly. She was primed and ready and her cum took no less than two minutes. She thanked me as she straightened her clothes. My secretary's buzz informed me that my meeting was about to begin. Well, I'd have to go with pussy on my breath. But I'm not complaining!
The next time I heard from Meghan was four months later. She asked me to meet her in a park halfway between her town and my city. I pulled my Lincoln into the parking lot next to Meghan's compact. She got into my car.
"Elly, I wanted to tell you that Kurt and I have moved up the wedding. It was my idea. You've stirred all these feeling up in me. If I don't marry him now, I might not ever. I love him, of course, but I also like what we did together."
"It's all right to want both, Meghan. Remember I was married. Maybe you'll find a girl in your home town to have sex with. There is probably one that already wants you. Let her find you, become her best friend and you can fuck her almost whenever you want. In the meantime, Meghan, may I please have some pussy?"
"Heavens, yes!" We opened our doors and got out. I looked around the park. There was not another soul in sight. My back seat was large enough to afford us comfort as I sucked and screwed a very vocal Meghan just weeks before her wedding.
If you do anything worthwhile today, "do it" with a woman.
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