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Julie sat at the bar, three lemon drop martinis into a righteous buzz. She had talked with a few people, turned off by their self-interest, little concerned with anyone or anything but their own needs. She knew that to find liberating conversation in a bar was a pointless effort in futility but still she enjoyed the loud music, the drifts of smoke and the interplay of people probably just as hungry as she was for real contact.
She saw couples and groups form, dissipate and remerge in that restless dance for even brief satiation. She had to admit she was so far from satiation it might as well be a foreign word. A foreign word from a dead language she mused sardonically.
Sipping at her fourth drink, she noticed a lovely little woman staring at her. Of course, the big bang would be a woman and not some tall dark and studly that looked at her with lust in her eyes. Nevertheless, the longer she returned the gaze the more appealing she became. Probably no taller than five feet off those impossibly tall heels, high barely a handful breasts, dainty waist and, okay there was that, skeins of long black hair that skimmed lush hips. She looked away a sudden flush heating her face. Though she was definitely into the male of the species, small dark haired women had always intrigued her; perhaps because she was anything but dainty and petite. Standing in stocking feet, she was 5' 9" with pale skin, strawberry blond hair, and natural triple D breasts, no waist to mention it was so short, but long legs that flared well from nice hips.
She looked up again and nearly started out of the bar stool she was perched on. That little woman was black on blondes samples standing right next to her.
She looked down and saw moist red lips that moved in greeting "Hi, I'm Georgie. Can you believe this crowd?"
She swallowed before replying, "Julie, yeah, I know what you mean."
They turned to stare at the seething dance floor where bodies twisted and gyrated in parody of the act they all yearned for.
Conversation grew slowly, Georgie having wiggled onto an adjacent stool. She was definitely intriguing. Every topic she brought into play was met with wit and humor every bit as probative and sarcastic as her own. Before long, they were leaning into one another hilarity and attraction pulsing between them. She felt her hands wanting to skim over Georgie's back, tangling in those sleek black locks. She could see what looked small tits like desire in those almond shaped dark eyes, but knew that to assume was to invite disaster. When Georgie's hand slipped onto her knee, lightly stroking the interior of it she stared at her, eyebrows raised in inquiry.
"I think your beautiful Julie," whispered against her ear as she had leaned forward in response. "I want to touch you. But..."
"Ah...umm..."She couldn't speak for a moment. Then she gasped as a wet tongue flicked her ear lobe invitingly. "Really? I...ummm...yeah I think I would like that..." this last drawn out in a sigh as those red lips nibbled just under her ear.
"Have you ever been with a woman Julie?"
Nearly struck dumb with the sensation of those lips on her flesh she teen gangbang and shook her head in a confusion of crossed signals. "Yes... No... it's been 20 years... and ummm... Well.... She wasn't swimsuit babes some one I would have chosen for myself." Embarrassment streaked through her and she leaned away from the tiny whorls that Georgie was tracing under her ear.
"Oh I see..." a small smile played over those ruby fruits called lips. "Boyfriend brought home wet women a playmate?"
She nodded looking angelina jolie in bikini down a little shame faced. "Yeah... It was okay I mean she was pretty and all squirting pussies I felt kind of trapped into babe ruth it."
"I understand that feeling Julie..."Georgie leaned closer, "I won't trap you into anything, but I would love to have you willingly in my bed tonight."
This said as she carefully brought one Julies long fingers to her mouth and gently sucked the tip into her mouth. Pleasure streaked up her arm tall women at that subtle sensation. She let out a heated breath and look closely at Georgie's pixie face.
"I think I would like that very much..." smiling tentatively before her eyes slid shut in pleasure. Georgie was sucking her finger deep, swirling that lush tongue over the sensitive pad of her fingertip. "Wow....that feels so good..."
"Oh honey you have no idea...." the wicked little laugh Georgie emitted sending shivers down her spine "I could show you much more than this..."
She hesitated, grappling with old training and older moral codes "Then yes.... Georgie...yes....Show me."
"You sure?" a hard suck and nip.
A tightening in her loins made up her mind. "Yes I am sure. But I can't drive right now, and neither should you."
"Oh I didn't drive honey; I live two blocks from here, the turret house that every one ogles when they drive through the neighborhood."
"You live there? Wow, that is such a great house, all Victorian and kind of spooky at night! How did you manage that, I didn't even know school girl it was rented out!"
"I don't rent it darling, I own it." Georgie replied as they eased out into the tara reid nude cold February air. Her fingers were tangled in Julies hand their smallness accentuated by Julies long fingers and wide palm.
"Oh" was all she got out of her mouth before Georgie pushed her into a wall and standing as tall as possible in her heels planted those gorgeous lips on hers.
There was hunger yes, but a tenderness that most men missed when kissing her. Those lips slipped over hers the tip of that sweet tongue merely dancing along the seam. She opened willingly and let her own tongue begin a slow mate with Georgie's. Her mouth was so sweet she though as heat began gathering fat pussy between them and their tongues danced languidly together.
Technically her first real kiss with a woman, it was fantastic and made her want more. But before she could even begin to reach for Georgie, she had pulled away and was gently tugging her down the sidewalk.
"Come on, its cold and I don't do cold." Her voice was a amateur teen lilt in the stiff breeze.
They half ran half-walked to the steps of the turreted old house. A frisson of chill having nothing to with the winter air slid up her spine as she walked onto the covered porch. Was she chinese pussy was really doing this? It was not too late to call the whole thing off and seek her own lonely bed. Surely, she wasn't so drunk that she was willingly letting herself be seduced by this little vixen of a woman? A woman who seemed to embody every quality she had contemplated if she were taking a woman to bed. A teasing laugh reached her cold ears.
"Having second thoughts Julie?" Those dark eyes glinted in the muted street light.
How had she known? cheerleader skirt "Yeah, a little I guess." She admitted softly.
"Its hot blondes okay you know, come inside and get warmed blonde milf then if you want to stay you can. Otherwise I can call a cab for you." Georgie leaned in close, "But you should know Beautiful, it will be everything you think it could be..." her lips brushed at the column of Julie's throat, "And probably more than you bargained for..." this last a nearly silent whisper.
The feel of those lips pressed to her pulse sent another chill running through her, centering in her tightly furled sex. "Okay, yes, it would be good to get warm again before I make up my mind."
The front door swung open then a gust of warm air cascading over them as Georgie pulled Julie into the little foyer. Seemingly, of its own accord the door slammed shut, swedish blonde making her jump then giggle nervously. Gods she did not just giggle she thought as an unaccountable shiver suddenly filled her belly.
"Come on, take off your coat and come into the parlor." Georgie said as she shrugged out her jacket to fling it carelessly over a coat tree. "I'll get us some hot chocolate..."
A few minutes later Julie was curled up on an old horsehair couch covered blonde free galleries in burgundy velvet a mug of brandy laced chocolate in her hands. Georgie sat next to her, their knees brushing together. A fire was cheerily crackling in the tiled fireplace, bass relief of sensual figures flickering in and out of focus. It seemed like the graven images moved in the uncertain glow. She stared into it, half hypnotized by the orange flames. She could feel the heat of it, but more she could feel the heat of Georgie's body where it leaned towards her. Georgie gently placed a hand on her thigh, tracing tiny circles along the seam of her jeans the nail gently scraping. It was a great feeling, and she shifted slightly to let her hand have better access to her thigh.
Slowly that tiny hand rose up her leg, scraping and kneading to the bend in her hip. A thin sigh slipped past her lips as she drained the rest of the chocolate. Putting the cup down she turned more fully to face this pert little woman who patiently watched her rise to the bait of warm flesh. Leaning forward she dipped her head so that their lips might meet and was rewarded with a hungry but delicate kiss that had her toes curling. Her head was whirling of a sudden as tingles began to race through her body. The thrust of that sweet tongue seemed timed with the coursing of her blood and she opened her mouth to accept that mobile appendage deeper into her eager mouth.
It seemed to caress and devour the interior of her mouth. Tracing the edges of her teeth, tangling with her own tongue then roaming the roof of her mouth in decadent meanderings. The cadence changed and that sleek muscle stroked inside then out going impossibly deep before slipping away to slick over the anterior of her swelling lips. She almost jumped out of her skin when a hand was suddenly cupping her breast, gently kneading it through her light sweater and bra. Georgie's tongue didn't cease its plunging motion, if anything she only deepened it. A groan welled in her throat when a finger brushed over the sensitive peak sending a jolt of pleasure to coil tightly in her belly. Involuntarily, she pressed herself into that small hand, a fine trembling filling her chest.
A little desperately, she pulled away from that luscious mouth, gripping that hand tightly to her breast. "Wait, wait... I can't think straight."
"Who wants you to think Julie? Just feel..." Georgie's dark eyes bored into hers. "Don't you want to feel this?" thumb and forefinger plucked at her hardening nipple.
The sensation flicked like fire through her. "Yes..." She breathed "Bu..."
"No buts, just accept Beautiful Julie..." and she watched in fascination as that hungry mouth descended over that hardening tip, fabric and all making her back arch with need.
Accept. Could she ass lick do that?
Her head was buzzing strongly, the slightest movements making her body tremble. She looked at Georgie's pretty vixen face and almost against her will, the clamoring of her skin for more of those touches over ruled her logical brain; she nodded, then said softly. "I accept... god help me...I accept..."
A wicked gleam came to those dark eyes as an equally feral grin spread over her face. "Oh Goody...I am so glad you decided to play..."
The hand cupping her breast squeezed hard, pressing that tender flesh against her ribs with little gentleness. It brought a sharp cry to her lips and she rose against it in protest. However, Georgie's hand was encircling her neck as those ruby lips plundered her mouth once more. That tongue snaked into her mouth, seeming to thicken and lengthen until it filled the cavern of it. She could not help but suck at it as it moved rhythmically inside. The hand crushing her breast kneaded in time with that tongue, squeezing the nipple into pebble hardness.
"Too many clothes beautiful Julie..." was all she heard before she felt her clothes ripped from her winter pale limbs.
"No, hey! Why did you..." her words dying on her lips as she jerked away from Georgie's doll figure.
The lovely woman from the bar wasn't what was kneeling over her on the couch. While it had small pert breasts and long glistening black hair, it sported one of biggest flaccid cocks she had ever seen. It jerked and flopped against its thigh stiffening as she looked in horrified fascination. Her clothes lay in ribbons over the velvet cushions where she lay sprawled. She struggled to come upright but a long fingered hand pressed her firmly back.
"No, you accepted this. Now you must follow through." It bared its teeth showing canines that would have done Dracula proud. "Don't make it hard on yourself Julie. I promise this, you will come to adore what I can do to you...for you..."
Its voice deepened as the diminutive stature of the female was replaced with the incredible height of a 7 foot giant male. "I can be anything you want me to be...Watch..."
In dizzying swirls of reddish light two giant penises grew from its pelvis, and then melted away to show a glistening pink cunt that dripped creamy fluid. The chest rippled with hard muscle then softened into perfect globes with rigid nipples...All that glorious hair shortened and curled turning pale blonde then lengthen become twisting skeins of black silk. It made her head throb at the sheer improbability of what she was seeing, but a kind of sick fascination held her riveted to the spot. She licked her dry lips and wondered just what else it could do and what the price was she would have to pay for indulging herself. However, those feelings slid away replaced with increasing jags of fire-laced male porn stars racing under her skin. spice girls you...did you put something in the cocoa? Is that why I feel like I am going to burst into flame?" Her blue eyes glittered with desire and tears, glassy in the fire light.
"Ahh, you are as smart as I thought you were...I love intelligent humans...Of course I did. It breast enlargement got your promise to stay now didn't it." He, it, she laughed low, "Now shut up and we can both enjoy this. There will be consequences if you don't obey."
The potential threat in its voice skidded into her blood stream making her try to roll off the couch in reaction.
"Un un unh...."it growled chastising, "You go no where until I say you can."
Suddenly its hair came alive streaming to run around her wrists and elbows. It twisted over her thighs, around her knees and ankles. It slicked over her skin tightening and pulling until she was lying flat on the cushions of the slowly widening couch. The back of it warped and became a high wedge, the sides lifting and forming into various implements of pleasure and pain. She struggled as she saw them form, her skin a maddening itch that could not be scratched. Those treacherous skeins tugged her to the center of the shape shifting cushions dragging her protesting limbs into depressions that opened then closed tightly over her hands and feet. A swell formed under her back all ladies shaved arching her up, making her body bow over it as her legs were pulled as far apart as they could go without dislocating her full hips.
"No, please... this isn't what I wanted..." she panted. "I thought..."
"You thought you could have a little lesbian fantasy and then go home right? Too bad...And I told you to shut up."
She opened her mouth to protest again, when a wriggling skein of its hair wadded itself into her mouth effectively choking her into silence. It wasn't hair that was in her mouth, that was certain. Silken flesh puffed and grew filling her mouth more effectively than a gag. It pulsed and shivered and when she tried to bite down on it thickened so wide her jaw popped with a sharp shot of pain. She cried out as she struggled not to choke on that impossible thickness that was lengthening to match the nth millimeter of her mouth. She breathed desperately through her nose as it nudged further into her throat. She gagged against its slow invasion, unable to swallow. She felt a curious spraying sensation and her throat went numb, the gag reflex stopping in its tracks. She looked up at her demonic captor glazed eyes pleading the silent question.
"I don't want you choking to death silly girl...Now say AH!" and on those sarcastic words that black silk flesh slipped deeper into her blessedly numb esophagus.
"Yes beautiful Julie, see you can breath," miraculous that she could, "This is something you always wanted to do isn't it? To feel something so far inside your throat you couldn't? Done."
And she couldn't. She struggled, her lungs beginning to burn, diaphragm working to inhale. Her body lifted, her neck straining fighting the thing in her throat that blocked precious oxygen from her lungs. Her heart began to pound as she felt herself fading, the blackness of unconsciousness blooming behind her eyes. Then suddenly gorgeous air was flooding into her and she drank it like nectar.
Oh God! naked man Oh sexy bikinis God what had she gotten herself into she cried silently. So much she had thought of over the years but had never acted on, never tried as too depraved, to sick to much of everything she wasn't supposed to think about.
"Exactly Julie. It took a while but now, now, you are ready aren't you. Ready to try or do anything that fills that aching emptiness that is at the center of your being. Oh yes, I know. I know everything torrid little thought that has ever crossed your beautiful mind. That battle you wage every waking moment even into your dreams. You are ready aren't you?"
The black silk moved slowly in and out of her opened throat as the cushions morphed to raise her head where she could see the length of her splayed body in the firelight. It stood at her feet, all those loose skeins coiling sensuously around its impeccably sculpted fe-male body. One slender ribbon slipped up her leg, hot and cold as it twisted over her trembling thigh. It paused at her mound splitting into four separate appendages the thickness of her pinky.
"Do you want to see how wet you are?" asking questions she could not answer. "Let me show you..." a round mirror slid out of the cushions between her legs showing her every crevice that was usually hidden from view. The black fingerlets pulled her outer labia open to reveal those tender inner lips, the larger of those petals folded protectively over the other, her clit a hooded crinkle of flesh at the top of her mons. She shivered under its touch even as it slid the other deep and slow in and out of her throat. Two fingerlets softly tugged on her inner lips stretching them to their fullest length, splitting into smaller tips that crimped onto that tender flesh then pulled it wide to reveal her dripping channel and though it stung her hips began to strain to feel more. Clear fluid slicked her flesh that made it glisten and shine as the mirror moved slowly back and forth between her outspread legs.
"See how houston porn How very wet you are. You did not understand that until just now did you? How much you want this. This very thing."
A tip flicked her clit making her shudder, "How long has it been since anyone has brought you to peak Julie?" It flicked over her again, "Oh that's right, no one."
The tip split again encircling that sensitive spot and vibrated against her bone. She sucked hard, nostrils flared as the jolt of that touch rippled through her body. "Aren't you tired of bringing yourself all alone with your fingers and puny toys? Aren't those the only thing that you can wield to bring you any sense of relief?"
It flicked at her repeatedly while it spoke watching her face, the way her body moved helplessly to seek more of what it offered. She could feel an orgasm beginning to rise deep inside her belly.
"Is this all you want dear Julie? To get off? Just like that? So you can be done with it so you can go home and just pretend this was a drunken dream?" A part of her mind screamed yes, just let me go, but the louder more insistent part of her psyche roared NO! Do anything, you can do anything, just please... please...don't stop.
It grinned at her...."That's my beautiful Julie...Don't worry my little lovely, I won't stop. I won't stop ever..."
The demons words reverberated into her hazy brain as those black ribbon split and split again. More coils slithered over her wrapping tightly around her breasts. They slipped and slid over those heave globes, noose like, making her nipples just fiercely into the fire lit air.