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Beginnings , oral, anal, F/F
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Mary Kay Rep
By
Jan
When I was trying to work my way through college I met a regional Mary Kay Representative. She was an attractive middle aged woman, about 40- years-old. She was a natural blonde whose hair had darkened with age, so she bleached her hair to a platinum blonde. She had a full figure with soft curves because she was at least thirty pounds overweight.
We met at the café at the top of the liberal arts building called "The Top of the Mark" one evening before I had to go to a night class. I was taking a psychology class at night for one of my general education classes.
We sat at the same table and struck up a conversation while we ate a light dinner. We introduced ourselves to each other. I told her my name was Kathy Richardson and she told me her name was Gwen Peoples. We talked about the classes we were taking, and other small stuff. When I mentioned that money was so tight that I was going to have to drop out of school next semester because of lack of funds, she suggested that I could earn some money by becoming a Mary Kay Rep.
I thought about it quickly, as an art major I figured that I could teach women how to apply makeup properly. There might be a chance to make enough money to stay in college until I earned my degree, so I asked her how I could become a rep?
She was all smiles and beamed with the opportunity to sign up another rep. We agreed to meet after class in front of the building.
After class I exited the building through the front entrance not expecting to see her again, but she was standing to the side of the doors. We sat on the concrete sides of the porch to talk. She even had some brochures in her briefcase. She asked me if I would like to have a cup of coffee to discuss her proposition, so I agreed to follow her to a local Starbucks. We were in different parking lots, so I drove my little old Honda Civic to her lot and followed her.
It was a warm summer evening so she bought our coffee and we went outside to find a table where we could talk. She offered to help me get started because she liked me. She got my address and assured me that she would bring everything to my apartment at my convenience.
I had two early classes the next day, so I would be free from 4:00 O'clock the next day. She beamed as she assured me that I would be a perfect rep. She reached across the small table and squeezed my hand before leaning over and kissing me on the cheek.
For some reason I felt a tingle between my legs when I smelled her perfume as she kissed me. It disturbed me as I drove home. I hadn't had feeling for another female since high school. Back then I had fallen in love with my best friend, and we had a hot and heavy love affair for a couple of years. It ended when her family moved away.
True to her word Kathy arrived at my apartment almost as soon as I got home. She had a case on rollers with her. She brought it in and we sat on the sofa and she started giving me the speech. She coached me about how to approach potential customers. It took hours for her to show me everything. She even applied makeup on me. It felt strange whenever she touched me. I was getting vibes from her touch that felt like she wanted to do more than just apply makeup.
We were talking about everything under the sun. It didn't take long before sex became the subject of conversation. Kathy told me that she was not interested in men at all. When I didn't show any emotion about her dismissal of men, she added, "I'm a lesbian! Does that change your opinion of me?"
I said, "I'm not shocked, if that is what you're asking."
Kathy took hold of my hand and squeezed it, "Can we continue to be friends? I'm not trying to make a pass at you!"
I thought for a second, "I respect your sexual preferences, so I would have no problem working for you."
The way she squeezed my hand excited me. Just the same nothing more was said about sex. She set me up and trained me to be a representative. The first few sales were to friends and classmates. But with time I reached out to people I didn't know. I was managing to make enough money to stay in school.
One day I knocked on the door of a home a few blocks from my apartment, and a woman answered that looked like an average housewife. She had dark chestnut hair and eyes that were so dark they almost looked black. The thing that struck me was how large her breasts were. I was sure she had back problems, because of those massive breasts. The thin cotton house dress was staining at the seams, and her visible nipples gave testament that she didn't have a bra on. She was a little plump, but was still attractive.
There was just something about the way we looked at each other that was almost as if we knew each other. She guided me to the sofa while I showed her my samples and gave her some pamphlets. We were sitting so close that our thighs were touching. I could feel the heat of her body, while I applied makeup on her. She was very pleased with my efforts when I showed her what she looked like in a mirror.
She placed her hand on the inside of my thigh. My skirt had ridden up to expose plenty of nylon clad thigh. Her hand sent an electrical shock up my thigh.
The woman said, "My husband won't be home for hours! I want to make love to you!"
I was stunned into immobility. She kissed me on the mouth as she wrapped her arm around me and the hand that had been resting on the thigh slid up my nylon to the top. I grabbed her wrist and tried to prevent her from touching my crotch.
She was much stronger than I thought, and she placed her hand right over my nylon pantie covered vulva. She stroked my pussy and wedged her middle finger between the folds of my labia as she stroked my pussy. I surrendered to her desire, and allowed her to play with my pussy all she wanted.
The kiss became very intense. I even regretted it when she withdrew her hand. I was about to protest when she placed her hand over my C + breast. She squeezed it firmly. I almost tried to protest, but her tongue was in my mouth.
She started unbuttoning my blouse. She didn't bother removing the teal scarf from around my neck though. She placed her hand inside my blouse and stuffed her hand inside my bra. She toyed with my nipples with her fingers. When she removed her hand and stood up, she pulled me to my feet. My head was spinning as she led me to her bedroom.
I stood there motionless as she removed my clothes. She stripped everything off of me except my self-supporting nylons before she placed me on her bed. She spread my legs and started sucking my pussy. She was bobbing her head and lapping at my cunt like a possessed person. I can't believe how quickly I had an orgasm.
While I recovered the woman stood up and removed her house dress. Just as I had observed she did not have a bra on. I swear each tit was as large as a cow's udder, and her areoles measured at least 5-inches across, and those nipples were huge too. Her panties were already stained with her pussy juice. She started rolling her panties down her wide hips. When I saw her hairy vulva, I was impressed with just how hairy she was. I could hardly see any flesh through the mass of dark pubic hair. She didn't have nylons on, and there was at least a day's stubble showing. She stepped out of her slippers, and placed a knee on the bed as she mounted the bed.
I was breathing hard as she covered my body with hers. She was kissing me again, and she pressed those tits against mine. She wedged a knee between my legs and pressed her hairy cunt against my shaved pussy. She humped my leg, rubbing her cunt against mine until I could feel another orgasm coming on. As soon as I stopped quivering the women supported her weight on her knees and rolled me over, and pulled me up, so that I was on my knees with my head resting on the bed. She spread my butt, and blew a cool breath at my asshole. My asshole puckered on its own.
I couldn't believe it when the woman started licking my asshole. As nasty as I thought someone licking assholes would be, I was being turned on beyond belief. Eventually I experienced another orgasm, and she flipped me back over and lay on top of me and kissed me on the mouth with the same tongue that had been in my asshole. I gave up trying to resist, and felt an overpowering surge of sexual excitement. The woman crawled up my body until she was sitting on my chest.
She tucked her legs under my shoulders and leaned forward presenting her hairy bush to my face. The smell of her sex was all too familiar. It reminded me of my high school girlfriend's pussy. Only she didn't just want me to smell her pussy. She intended for me to eat her pussy. There was no way I was going to prevent her from forcing her cunt into my face. She virtually covered my nose and mouth with her pussy. Her labia spread over my face and covered my face with her slimy juices. When she started rocking back and forth, she was raking her clit across my nose and tongue. I was looking up at her huge tits as they swung like pink balloons filled with water. The look on her face was pure bliss as she looked down at me, while she used both hands to cling to my hair and rub my face against her pussy. When she came my mouth flooded with her cum. I swallowed her cum as fast as I could. When she finished, she rolled off of me, and lay beside me, and gave me one long kiss, while clinging to one of my tits.
We discussed something about me returning for another afternoon when I got delivery of her cosmetic order. I eventually put my clothes back on and went home. I had not bathed before dressing so her body odor was clinging to every part of my body. The memory of what had happened soon had me smelling my hand that had been feeling her pussy, while I masturbated with the other hand. During the night I woke up a couple of time to masturbate all over again.
In the morning when the alarm roused me from an exhausted sleep I made my way to the shower to clean up. That day at school was not very rewarding. I couldn't concentrate of the benign drone of the lecturers. I only had a couple of hours to dread some homework before I planned on canvasing my neighborhood again.
I made some uneventful sales, and was getting used to making my pitch to housewives, and had put aside the previous afternoon. Then I approached a modest home with a manicured yard that had plenty of curb appeal. The door was answered by an attractive woman in her forties. She welcomed me into her family room and even offered me something to drink. I accepted her offer of iced tea. We had no more that started looking at my samples when her teenaged daughter entered the room.
She came bounding in with all of the youthful enthusiasm typical of a girl her age. She plopped her butt down next to me and started picking up various samples to look at them.
I of course applied makeup to both of them. They were both very animated in their approval of my skill at applying makeup and showed their approval by kissing me. After the daughter flung her arms around my neck and kissed me on the mouth the mother kissed me too, only she also placed a hand on one of my tits and squeezed it.
It embarrassed me to be felt up in front of the woman's teenaged daughter. I glanced at the daughter quickly. The girl had a big grin on her face. At first I thought she was innocent enough not to realize what her mother was doing. That fantasy was quickly dispelled when the girl started kissing me on the neck and feeling my other tit. My mind was spinning. Was I always going to be seduced by one out of every ten women I tried to sell Mary Kay products to?
Before I made my exit with a substantial order, the mother had sucked my pussy to orgasm and the daughter had sat on my face until I had brought her off with my tongue and mouth. This was getting to be a bit taxing. Studying for school and getting fucked 3 or 4 times a week.
One evening I was delivering the products to that mother and daughter. I had called to ensure they would be home, and when I knocked on their door the mother answered wearing an apron, just in case a nosy neighbor might be watching. As she closed the door I saw that she didn't have anything else on. Her daughter was sitting on the couch, stark naked, but what surprised me was a young girl sitting next to the teenager also stark naked.
The girl couldn't have been more than 10 or 11 years old. Her chest was a flat as a boys and her little vulva was as bald as a baby's. The two girls had their arms intertwined, and they were playing with each other's pussies. They both gave me a wide smile as they continued to play with each other.
The mother removed her apron to reveal that she was not only naked, and she had strings dangling from her pussy and asshole. She approached me and handed me the string dangling from her pussy. When I pulled on it there was some resistance and her vagina flared out as a large red ball began to appear. When the ball got past the full diameter, the rest virtually popped out. The first ball was followed by a second and third. I couldn't believe she was able to get those three large balls in her vagina. She turned her back to the three of us, and handed me the second string.
When I began pulling on the second string I experienced the same kind of resistance. Her asshole flared out as another large yellow ball appeared. One by one three more balls fell out of her ass. Her daughter caught both strings of balls, and handed the young girl the red balls.
The two girls started licking the balls clean. I stood there watching, while the mother turned around, and stood behind me as she undressed me. When she was finished all I had on was a garter belt, nylons and 3-inch heels. She was kissing and licking my neck while she cupped my tits. She was massaging my tits, as her daughter instructed her young friend to stick the red balls into my pussy. By the time the evening of sex came to an end I had eaten the pussy of all three of them and tasted their assholes too. My own pussy and breasts were sore from all of their sucking and licking so much. My asshole had been stretched to the limit, forcing me to waddle as I walked to my car.
My sexual appetite was satiated for several days. I simply delivered my products to my regular customers that were unaware of my sexual preferences. One evening I was delivering products to an apartment where I had 15 customers to deliver to. I deliberately made one sweet woman that I had enjoyed sex with as my last customer.
As soon as she opened her door we hugged and kissed. After she checked out the pages of stuff she had ordered we shared a glass of wine before we started kissing and undressing each other. I always enjoy making love to her because she was a middle aged woman that was as soft as 'Silly Putty' and she like her sex gentle and slow. We didn't rush anything, but we eventually ended up performing mutual cunnilingus on each other in a satisfying 69 position. When we had both experienced orgasms I got dressed to go home.
As I made my way down the stairs to the ground level I happened to run into one of my regular customers. She insisted that she had filled out a new order for additional purchases, so I followed her to her apartment as requested. She handed me an order form that had been lying on the dining table, and hugged and kissed me on the cheek.
She pulled back because she couldn't mistake the fragrant odor of dried female pussy juice on my face. She continued clinging to my arms and she kissed me on the mouth. When she broke the kiss she said, "I had no idea that you were into lesbian sex! Which one of my neighbors were you eating?"
I didn't want to carry tales about my customers, so I told her, "Honey, I don't kiss and tell." After a little chuckle we proceeded to help each other undress.
She was an attractive redhead, with hair down to the small of her back. When we got her dress off I was fascinated by her creamy white skin with freckles all over her upper body. The freckles on her shoulders were darker and larger. The freckles on her breasts were smaller and hardly noticeable. I couldn't resist sucking on her pink nipples until I was actually causing her pain. When we removed her panties I saw her red pubic bush for the first time.
Of all the women I had been having sex with this was the first red pubic haired women I had ever had the pleasure to have sex with. While she was standing in the middle of her living room I knelt before her and worshiped her pussy. I sucked on her clitoris like it was a nipple. She stroked my hair while I ate her pussy. She talked dirty to me, "Why didn't you let me know that you ate pussy months ago?"
All I could think of to say was, "I have always treated my customers with respect until my customers made the first move!"
She ground her pussy into my mouth until she had an orgasm. I could tell by the way she breathed and the way her juices flooded my mouth. What I didn't swallow was smeared all over my face.
I went home enjoying the smell clinging to my face, and went right to bed. I had sweet dreams about all of the pussy I was getting.
After my psychology 202 semester finals the class suggested that we go for pizza at a little Mom and Pop Italian restaurant off campus. We invited Ms. Woods, PhD our professor to join us. We were having a great time eating pizza and drinking beer and wine. When all of the pizza pies were eaten and pitchers of beer and wine were empty, my classmates started making their exits by ones and twos.
Eventually Ms. Woods and I were alone. I said, I bet you get a lot of kinky cases in your private practice. She chuckled, "I do get some very interesting cases. "
With a little prodding she elaborated, "Recently a mother brought her teenaged daughter in. She came in to explain the problem, and she complained that her daughter is a very mature 15-year-old teenager, and she had gotten hold of false ID that proclaims that she is 22-years-old. She got a job working in a gay bar. She is bringing home older women and having sex with them all night!"
Ms. Woods said, "That was a new complaint for me. I asked her to bring her daughter in and please wait in the lobby while I talked to her daughter. The girl was very sullen when she plopped her butt in the chair in front of my desk. I was impressed by how mature looking she was. She was every bit of five- feet six, brunette and her figure must have been 38C+-26-36, and long legs. She sat there with a defiant snarl on her full lips, as she crossed her arms. I knew that it was going to be hard getting her to open up.
After her mother left my office, I didn't press her for any details about her mother's concerns. I wanted to get her trust before discussing her sex life. It took me most of the time allotted just to get her to understand that I was not judging her lifestyle or that I wouldn't tell her mother anything she related in private. She was willing to visit me regularly after that day. She even insisted on taking the bus, because she didn't want her mother to be there.
It took a while before she opened up. That was when I told her that her mother was concerned because she was using a false ID to work in a gay bar, and having sex with older women. The girl let out a nasty chuckle, "The reason she is complaining is because she isn't getting any from me anymore!"
That required more explanation on her part. She told me that her mother had masturbated her as far back as she could remember, and her mother had her masturbate her too. As soon as she felt it was appropriate she introduced me to oral and anal sex. She was fucking me before I was 10-years-old.
That came as a shock, I couldn't help wonder why her mother had brought her in, and surely she knew everything would come out.
She girl told me that the woman that babysat for her while her mother worked not only had sex with her, she was having sex with her mother. She said that she matured very quickly. Because of her mature looks a friend assured her that she could get an ID that would allow her to pass as an adult. The reason for an ID that made her 22 was simple, anyone that claims to be 21 gets their ID checked closer.
She said that an older friend suggested that she accompany her to a lesbian bar she liked. The manager made a pass at her, and offered her a job. She said that it was too good to pass up. She enjoys putting on short shorts and a halter top to show off her butt and tits. It turned her on to have all of the dykes feel her up while she hustled drinks. She admitted that on the nights she doesn't have to get up early for school, she likes to bring home a variety of older women to have sex with. She didn't give a shit if her mother could hear the noise and dirty talk through the walls.
Ms. Woods noticed that I was feeling one of my tits and rubbing my crotch with the other hand. She suggested, "Why don't we go to my place and continue drinking wine?"
I understood the implications of her suggestion, and readily agreed. We left my car in the parking lot, because she promised to bring me back later. She commented on our drive to her home, "I recognized the kindred vibes this semester, so I felt sure you would like to party."
In response I placed my hand on her crotch as she drove, and worked my hand between her legs. She got a big smile on her face that I could see by the headlights shining on her face from the approaching cars. She parked her car in the driveway and escorted me into her home.
I was impressed with her taste in furniture. The house comfortable, and with a warmth that welcomed visitors. The house was clean. She invited me to have a seat on the couch while she retrieved a bottle of red wine and two glasses.
She poured the wine and tasted it before handing me a glass. I smelled the wine, and detected a bouquet of rosemary along with the robust dark red grapes. We sipped our wine, as she asked, "When did you come out?"
I told her about how I became a Mary Kay rep, and how quickly women started making passes a me. I told her that I was having sex with as many as two or three women almost every day.
She reached over and felt one of my tits, and said, "I don't blame them, you are delicious looking!"
I thanked her and assured her that she looked edible too! I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. We hugged and kissed each other with passion. We struggled to undress each other while we sat on her couch. It was obvious that Ms. Woods wanted to be in charge. I just sat back and allowed her to mouth and play with my tits as long as she wanted. She eventually got onto the couch on her knees, so that she could hover over me. Her full breasts dangled over my head. I couldn't resist sucking on her nipples. While I sucked on her tits, she started stroking my pussy.
Ms. Woods was an expert at finger fucking pussy. I was sopping wet and unable to keep my ass still. It was a wonder she could keep up with my gyrations. She didn't stop until I had a screaming orgasm. When she sat up, she placed her hand on the back of my neck and pulled me to her and kissed me on my open mouth.
After a long kiss she pulled my head down to her pussy. Her pussy was enough to make my mouth water. Ms. Woods was one of the women that shave their pussies completely and used some sort of suppository to keep her vulva as smooth as a baby's. By that time I was very familiar with the smell of a variety of women's crotches. I can honestly say that Ms. Woods' pussy was the freshest pussy I had ever smelled, even though she hadn't bathed for probably 16 hours. It was a pleasure to eat her pussy.
Without belaboring the point I discovered that her hooded clitoris protruded well beyond her labia major. I was able to suck on her clit like a little penis. She extolled me on, with dirty words and demands for things she wanted me to do. She insisted on presenting her butt to me and demanding that I tongue fuck her asshole. It wasn't that she didn't want the pleasure of tasting my pussy and asshole. She just wanted me to sate all of her desires before she set about eating my pussy and asshole until I was a sweating, quivering mass of gelatinous flesh.
I could hardly stay awake long enough to drive home. I hoped that I would never get tired of sex with women and girls.
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