Sexual awakening

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Foreword:

Dear readers,

thank you for purchasing my book.

Sexual Awakening is an erotic short story.

But now for my actual person. My name is Tricia Williams. I was born in Atlanta, Georgia in 1992. When I was 6 years old we emigrated to Germany. Since my childhood I have written stories of all kinds. The older I got, the stronger my desire to write erotic stories became. And that's what I do now.

I don't stick to any fixed conventions. No rigid ideas or general views. Sometimes I write from a woman's point of view, sometimes from a man's. Because my stories are made for both sexes.

I hope to make my readers happy with my "works". And inspire them to erotic acts. The following story is partly made up. But a large part is based on my own life.

Your Tricia

Sexual awakening

Once a month, on Friday evening, all Saturday and most of Sunday, this was always a strange time in the house where I grew up. On these weekends, my older sister, I and my younger brother were literally banished from our own house. All I knew was that I had to camp at my grandparents' house or stay with my girlfriends. I never minded that, because this was my time of freedom. My grandparents did not set a curfew and let me drive their cars, and my girlfriend's parents were usually away for the weekend. (That always made me curious.) Nice setup for me, because the rest of the time my parents were really strict and always kept an eye on us.

We live in the suburbs of Maryland outside of Washington, DC. Besides my mom and dad, their three children, Katrina, Karmen, and Karlos live there. I'm Karmen. While our neighborhood can be described as affluent, my parents have always kept me and my siblings very deeply rooted. My parents have been married for about 19 years. They met while studying at Georgetown University. My father was born and raised in Washington, DC.

His mother was half Seminole and half black. He didn't know his father, he just knew that he was a white man who used to be in DC on business a lot. My mother is Filipino and came to the States with her mother as a teenager. She grew up outside DC in Arlington, Virginia. Both worked for the State Department and had achieved high security clearances as well as high leadership positions. My oldest sister is actually my half-sister. My father was wild in high school and had a daughter before he was 18. She came to us when she was 14, and I was 9 years old. My younger brother is 14 years old and started eating his wild oats, just like his father did when he was in high school.

I have been described as an exotic beauty because of the way I look. People look at my body features, which are strongly African-American (big butt, thighs and breasts), long black hair and a butter pecan complexion. I enjoy the looks I get. My sister and I have the same facial features, except that she is very dark-skinned like her mother.

Life in a strict household didn't give me many opportunities to become as wild and crazy as my friends. My best friend Constance (Connie) comes from a family that is very loose and unfiltered. I like going to her house. Her parents have an open liquor bar, all cable channels (unlocked) and many of these videos for adults. Connie took me into her mom's closet one day and showed me all the lingerie her mom had and that she was allowed to wear whenever she wanted.

When we were in her mom's closet one day, Connie decided she wanted to know my opinion on some of the outfits. Before I could say anything, the little girl stripped down to her birthday suit. I had seen her body at school when we changed for sports or swimming practice, but I never paid much attention to her. Connie seemed to try to show me her body, and it worked. Connie is about 5' 10" tall and has thin girl tits. They sit nice and high and are about 38C.

She has a flat stomach from training and her butt is not flat, but it is not as round as mine. When she turned around I was amazed at her Kitty Kat (the nickname I took from my mother). Not a single strand of hair and as smooth as silk. I tried to look away, but I was like in a trance. What she did next overwhelmed me. She patted the lips of her Kitty Kat a few times and made her open up. For some damn reason, it made me so hot. I had never had any feelings for a girl before because I was probably the last virgin in my senior year. When I was finally able to look away,

Connie asked what was wrong. I tried to act cool and tell her I was fine, but she could sense that I was a little nervous. She just gave me a wicked smile and continued to put sexy lingerie on her mom. It was a full body cat suit that had an open crotch that went all the way back to her pretty ass. The suit was black and had a pink bow just above the crotch. Connie was in her full modelling mode. She strutted up and down the wardrobe with her butt and bent over every few steps. Her beautiful white ass looked good for this virgin. My eyes never turned away from her.

After she finished her second trip down the catwalk of the closet, Connie stopped in the middle of the closet and did the sexiest stripper shimmy on her way to lie down on the floor. Once on the floor, Connie started rubbing and pinching the 38C's. Her arousal came in the form of the sexiest moaning. I suspect she wanted more because she took a hand off her tits and rubbed the lips of her Kitty Kat. Connie had her eyes closed, but she knew she had my undivided attention.

My legs were getting a bit rubbery and I had to sit at her mother's dressing table. I felt this familiar sting in my Kitty Kat. I had that feeling when I took the hand shower head between my legs while showering. I tried to keep my legs closed, but started to rub them together in what I thought was an involuntary movement. When my soft moaning began, I knew it was no longer involuntary; my sexy boyfriend was hitting on me like that.

My moaning made Connie open her eyes slightly and look at me with a devilish smile. Connie now used two hands on her kitty. One hand used two fingers to move in and out of her Kat and the other hand rubbed the tip of her clitoris.

My eyes were on my best friend and my thighs were definitely moving faster and rubbing against each other faster. It felt like a swamp in my panties. I was afraid that my Kat's juice would mess up her mom's chair, so I ran to her parents' master bathroom and tried my best to calm down. I took off my pants and then slid down my soaking wet panties. She was so wet that I could wring my sticky juice out of her and pour it into the sink. When I looked in the mirror at my Kitty Kats hair, it was matted and had a glittering sheen. I had never been so wet and so excited. I wondered what had happened to Connie; I put my pants back on and could see wet spots on the front. The panties were so wet that I just put them in my pocket. It was the first time I had been in command and it felt good. (Note to self.)

All this was so new to me. Either I was too sheltered or Connie was way too fast. When I came out of the bathroom, my mind was a blur. The show was not over; Connie was lying on her parents' bed with her legs wide open. She had her fingers in her mouth and licked off what I knew must be her own juices. When she saw me, she just smiled and then sulked her lips.

I slowly walked over and sat down on the bench at the foot of the bed, my eyes never looking away from my girl's beautiful body. She began to smile at me and asked me if I was angry with her. I just said that it all surprised me. Connie just pointed to my pocket and laughed at my panties hanging out. She said I must have been so surprised that my panties fell down. I looked down and could do nothing but laugh at my unfiltered girlfriend.

Connie sat up in bed and began to move towards me. A little startled by this, I pulled back a little. She slowed down her movements, took one of my hands and pulled my panties out of her pocket with the other. She paused for about 10 seconds, then put her arms around me and hugged me tightly. I started to loosen up and returned the favor. When we finally started to release each other from the hug, she looked me straight in the face and said that she had always wanted to see how far she could go with me. My thoughts turned over and my Kat began to sap again. The silly lost smile on my face said it all.

I thought the show was over but I never expected Connie to get back on the bed and then stuff my panties into her wet pussy. Then when she pulled them out, she sniffed them and gave them back to me. Her next statement was that we smelled good together. When I took the panties back, all I could say was that I would see her at school on Monday.

I got out of the car there and walked the ¼ mile to my house. As I ran up the stairs in the house and into my room, I made sure I locked my bedroom door. When I got into my bathroom, I undressed and looked at myself in the mirror. As I was watching myself, I started sniffing my panties and rubbing my hand on my Kitty Kat. I felt the need for variety and wanted my pussy to be as pretty as Connie's. Since I didn't know how to cut it right, I thought it was time to talk to my big sister Katrina. If I went to Connie, I might be doing something I wasn't ready for.

Not knowing how to explain the situation to my sister, I decided to wait until everyone was asleep and then go to her room to talk to her. I knew that she would be up because she was always skyping with her boyfriend CJ, who was recently sent to Japan. She and he had graduated from American University last May. She took a job with the DC government, and he immediately joined the army to fulfill his 6-year military service obligation. Katrina and CJ talked for hours every night. I waited until I thought she was done with her Skype call to go across the hall to her room. Each of us had the privacy of our own rooms with full bathrooms, and we had the entire third floor of the house to ourselves, with two empty guest rooms and one more bathroom than the only other rooms on that floor.

As I walked toward her door, I could see her sitting in her desk chair with her legs on the desk. As I came closer I noticed that her robe was wide open and her hands were squeezing her big tits. As I said before, she and I had the same body type. CJ's voice startled me when I heard him tell my sister to work that pussy for her Big Daddy. He repeated this over and over again.

As I stood in the doorway I could see Katrina working her pussy with what I thought was her hand but turned out to be a black plastic shaped cock. Connie told me it was a dildo. That was a powerful shit, because Katrina lifted her big ass from the chair to face the blows of the dildo. Her body was in constant motion. She told her big daddy to stroke the big black cock and go get his Indian mama. Katrina had kicked her screen and turned it towards the door. All I could say was DAMN. His dick was big and thick and looked like a black snake. It was as long as a school principal. He stroked the big black tail faster and faster and faster while telling Katrina all the time to beg for the tail. Katrina stroked her pussy so hard with the dildo;

I just knew her pussy was gonna get torn to shreds. She came after CJ by telling her Big Daddy to give it to her harder and harder and harder until it hit her fat pussy. Her sexy words made me hot as hell, so hot I didn't realize I was rubbing my Kitty Kat through my panties. I wasn't wearing my nightgown, just my bra and panties.

Once again I was wet from watching others. My attention was again drawn to CJ who told Katrina to squirt the juice for Daddy. Even though I couldn't remember his words, I couldn't stop rubbing my Kitty Kat. I was like hypnotized and fell in love with CJ's cock. What I heard then shook my attention to my sister. Her ass was now even higher off the chair and her legs were wide open. She was moaning and groaning now like a bitch in heat. She kept yelling, "I'm coming, Big Daddy, I'm coming. Then the damnedest thing happened, a waterfall shot out of my sister's pussy and splashed on her desk. It seemed endless, but before she was done, CJ was screaming, oh shit, baby, Daddy's coming too.

When I looked at him on the screen, I saw him shooting his cum all over the computer camera. My right hand was now rubbing so hard and so fast on my pussy, while my left hand had started pinching my nipple through my bra. This was too much for me, because I moaned so loudly that Katrina could turn around and look in my direction. The mini waterfall was now running down my legs. Like a deer in the headlights I could not move. My whole body was shaking and my legs were shaky. Before she could say anything, I pulled myself together and ran into my room. The last thing I heard my sister say was that the Little Sister, as she called me, had CUM and was gone at the same time. I was UP!!!

Sunday is church day in our house. My mother is a devout Catholic and she cleared the house every Sunday except once a month when we were all separated for the weekend. Everybody went to church, including my father.

We could dress as casually as we wanted, so I usually just put on my jeans, a top and some tennis shoes. Today I felt my sexual awakening. I decided to put on my saucy panties. When I put on my black tanga panties and looked at myself in the mirror, I could only blush. My bush on my pussy was heavy and thick, but it still looked so sexy. I wanted to be really sexy today because I wanted to go without a bra. My tits were always firm and the sun dress I wanted to wear had enough support for the twins. I picked out a white sun dress that I had just brought. Since I had just done my toes, I wore my sandals laced over my calf. I really felt so sexy. My pussy was hot and wet and my nipples were hard and sensitive. All that and nobody to play with.

At breakfast my sister didn't say anything about the night before, but she had this telltale smile on her face. I noticed that my sister was dressed to impress too. Her blue sundress clung to her curves and she wore matching sandals that were laced across her calf like mines. We wanted to turn some heads in the church.

The service was fast and we would be out of there by 11:30. Just before the service ended, I noticed that my sister was fumbling for something in her handbag. I knew it was not money because they had already made the final sacrifice for this service. My attention was distracted by my sister because I heard a buzzing sound that I had heard several times before during the service. I simply blew it off as someone whose phone was on vibrating alert. The strange thing here is that the vibration was continuous.

I was about to ask Katrina about it, but noticed that her eyes were now closed and her mouth was pinched shut. That was a strange way to pray. As she emitted a series of short gasps followed by a moan, I became really suspicious.

At this time the congregation was standing and the priest told everyone to acknowledge and embrace their neighbour. Katrina hugged me tightly and kept on moaning. When she finally let go of me, she sat down and held on to the pew with both hands. Damn, was she all right? The service was over, and we headed outside. Katrina and I walked arm in arm to the car. I noticed that she was holding on a little bit. Damn, I heard that buzzing again. WTF was that sound.

My parents and my brother wanted to go to brunch with some other church members. I was about to go with them, but Katrina yelled at our parents that we would have a Sistah's Sunday on Sunday and that we would see them later. I was ready for it and immediately turned around and went to my sister's car.

As we approached her car, Katrina threw me the keys and told me to drive. I loved that Sistah's Sunday. Katrina got in the car and leaned her seat back as far as she could. She was damn close to the ground. I asked her if she was sick, and she barked back like crazy. Then she screamed she was so fucking horny. The look on my face showed that I was shocked at her boldness, but deep inside I was just as horny.

We drove up I-95 to go to the Phillips Seafood Restaurant on Baltimore Harbor. Between moans, my sister said that she would meet some friends there. I was still awake, because we could be in Inner Harbor in about an hour. Katrina was starting to get very busy with her movements. She had her feet on the dashboard and her legs were wide open. In this position, her dress fell backwards showing all her legs and panties. Katrina reached for the back seat and pulled out a towel to cover the seat.

She was now lying on the towel. I noticed that Katrina was holding something in her hand. I tried to concentrate on driving while watching my sister. That damn humming noise started again, only this time it was much louder. Katrina got bolder and bolder and pulled down the shoulder straps on her sundress, revealing her beautiful tits and rock hard nipples. She pulled so hard on her tits, I just knew that shit hurt. When her dress rolled past her panties, I knew now that the buzz came from a vibrator stuck in her panties. WTF, I felt young, stupid and horny.

In her hand she was holding the remote for the vibrator and Katrina was holding that shit with full force. Her legs were shaking, and her head was moving in all sorts of directions. This chick was moaning and screaming that her boyfriend CJ should fill her pussy with this monstrous black cock. Katrina didn't care if any passing cars saw her; she was in full ecstasy.

Now my Kitty Kat started purring. I knew after last night this was going to get very wet and sticky. My thong would not keep my mother away from sexual fluids. I reached back to the same spot where Katrina had found her towel and was able to grab one similar to hers. I reminded her to ask why she had a portable linen closet in her car. I stuffed it underneath me as best I could. Katrina's moans seemed to get louder and louder. She now moved the vibrator around on her pussy with one of her hands. The other hand pulled her tits to her mouth to bite and suck on them. That was the best I could wish for. The car smelled like wet pussy. This smell was getting familiar. I loved it.

Knowing I couldn't be as busy as Katrina, I just kept stroking my Kitty Kat while she purred for attention. We were less than 5 miles from Inner Harbor, and Katrina was still in high spirits. Her panties were on the floor and the vibrator was still in them. Katrina had now dropped the remote and pressed her fingers in and out of her pussy on one hand. With the other hand she fingered two fingers up her asshole. This was new to me, because I thought the asshole was off limits. Katrina's legs, fingers and the towel she was sitting on were soaked.

The sound of Katrina making love to herself was too much for me. I had just pulled into one of the parking lots at the inner harbor. Since it was half empty, I was able to find a spot that no one could see. I went ahead and took off my sundress all the way. Since my thong was soaking wet, I just took it off and sat in my sister's car stark naked. Since I had never masturbated properly before, I followed my sister's example. I started with rubbing and pulling my tits. Then I rubbed my middle part and finally worked on the thick lips of my Kitty Kat. I did this for about five minutes and I got hotter and hotter.

All the time I had my eyes closed to the world. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was my sister staring at me with lust in her eyes. She kept repeating: "You go girl, work that coochie". I slowed down my rubbing and she said, "Keep rubbing until you come. I was hot as a pistol and felt shit I really didn't understand.

Katrina started rubbing my forehead while she kept encouraging me to feel good. I started stroking my pussy faster and faster and faster. My moaning let Katrina know I felt good. It just made me feel sexier and hotter; every time I looked up to see my sister's naked body. I had that lesbian love feeling again. Katrina bent over and started kissing me on the forehead. Then she put her cheek on my cheek and started whispering in my ear. She said that my body was beautiful. She said that she would force me to come until I fell asleep. Her words got sexier and sexier and told me to fuck myself and come hard. The feelings went from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. I was on fire. I was tingling and it was getting stronger. Every time I stroked my Kitty Kat, it sent ripples through my body.

When Katrina put her hand on my hand and helped me stroke the Kitty Kat, that's all I needed. The last time I stroked it, I lifted my butt from my seat as the explosion in my Kitty Kat made me moan and shiver like an earthquake. The semen on my hand was white and thick. Katrina still had my hand in hers and was still helping me get ready. My body shook and trembled several more times.

When I returned to earth, my eyes met Katrina's. We were sisters, but for now we were sexually connected. As my first real orgasm slowed down, I clasped her hand tighter and tighter. I felt very, very good. Katrina's smile and her kisses on my head saved me from shame, they were so so calming. A horn in the distance took us out of our bliss. As we looked around we saw that there were more cars in the parking lot, but there were still several tracks between us and them. Katrina grabbed one of her many towels from the trunk of her car and started to dab my legs and Kitty Kat and rub them with the pussy juice. As she wiped the sweat off my back and tits, I reached for my panties. They were soaked with semen.

My sister grabbed the thongs from me, sniffed them and said I smelled like sunshine. We both burst out laughing. I guess it was command time again. I put my sundress back on and straightened my hair so that I was presentable. Katrina didn't even bother with her panties; she put her dress back on and straightened her hair, too.

Before we got out of the car, Katrina asked me to reach into the back of the car and pick up the towels that were spread out on the seat and on the floor. I had to maneuver my body a bit to reach some of the towels. While I was kneeling in the driver's seat with my back to the steering wheel, I felt a pair of hands moving up my leg to my butt. I jumped at the feeling but got another surprise when these hands started to spread my ass cheeks and then I felt a finger rubbing the edge of my asshole. That feeling started to heat up the heat in my pussy again. The next thing I knew, something wet and stiff was penetrating my asshole.

It wasn't Katrina's hands because they were holding my ass cheeks open. It was her tongue swirling around in her little sister's asshole. That shit was so adorable. When I started circling my ass, I felt her pull away and even let go of my butt cheeks. Katrina was smiling like a fox in a henhouse. Her words to me were that I had to work for that pleasure. All I could say was DAMN, DAMN, DAMN!!

It took another ten minutes before Katrina and I felt we had turned the corner and could get out of the car and go to the restaurant. As we walked down Pratt Street, I looked at my watch and saw that it was just 2:00. I was hungry as hell and didn't want to miss the brunch at the seafood buffet. Katrina and I now walked down the street hand in hand. My head was teeming with all kinds of sexual notions. I wondered if the people passing by thought we were just good friends, family or gay lovers. I was really hoping to be gay lovers. It was more than my current mood.

Katrina smiled from ear to ear as she started talking to me. She let me know that this would be a brunch with a group of her counselors who had attended American University with her. According to her own words this was only for clitoris and slits and the only sausages would be on the brunch menu. I threw her one of those confused looks that signaled to her that Baby Sis had lost her meaning in translation. She squeezed my hand and told me that they were only women and not men. Katrina smiled at me as she saw the gleam in my eyes. We entered Phillips and were immediately informed by the hostess that the waiting time would be 45 minutes to an hour. Even before we could answer the hostess, the most beautiful woman I had ever seen leapt in front of Katrina and began to hug her as if they were long-lost relatives. When the hug gave way, the woman gave Katrina what looked like a beautiful lip-to-lip juice soulkiss. Since Big Sis did not retreat, I simply added another moment to my memory.

The woman grabbed Katrina by the arm and went with her to the area where the tables were. Katrina grabbed my hand again and pulled me away with her. We walked through the restaurant with my sister's boyfriend until we came to a private dining room. As we walked through the door, my sister and I were greeted with what I could call a squeaky sound, which I learned later was the special call of sisterhood.

This was followed by many hugs and introductions between me and my sister's friends. I enjoyed the attention of being passed on from woman to woman. Each one hugged me and introduced herself to me. The special thing was that each of them was different. Some were soft hugs and a hickey on the check, and some were firm squeezing with a certain lip-to-lip action. There were some friendly women. Some of these hugs involved a good old-fashioned ass-grabbing. My nipples started to get hard and I felt this twinge in the Kitty Kat. It was even more exciting how several of these ass grabbers came with a sweet whisper in my ear about how nice my panty free ass felt.

The last of the twenty or so women who introduced themselves to me was the woman we met when we entered the restaurant. Her name was Veronica, or Ronnie, as everyone called her. She was the director of the DC/Baltimore Alumni Chapter. This chick was all over me. She introduced herself, then hugged me and literally pulled up my skirt back so my ass was out. All the while she was complimenting me on how beautiful I was and that my ass was juicy as hell. Now you know that I was getting hotter and hotter and I was going into complete overdrive. This woman put me in a trance with her beauty and her sweet voice. Finally I was brought back to reality when I noticed that my sundress was half in my body and after another minute I would have been stark naked, just dressed with my strap sandals. As pleasant as that might have been, I was still in a public space.

It was then that I finally discovered Katrina, who was stuck on the other side of the room between two women who were big twins. They had their hands full. Katrina's head was leaning back on one woman's large chest and her legs were on either side of the other woman's leg, crunching seriously. Big Sis was in bliss as her moans grew louder and louder. The whole room had eyes on her. Twin number one, standing behind her, had pulled Katrina's sundress up to her waist.

She parted with that nice black ass and fingered Katrina's asshole. (Note to myself: Big Sis was a real prey dog.) Twin number 2 put Katrina's pussy under serious pressure. Her leg dripped from Katrina's pussy juice. All women enjoyed the show. Katrina was heading for her grand finale and was pushed over the edge when Twin #2 pulled down her sundress and started sucking on her nipples. Even from across the room I could see that Katrina's nipples were hard as hell and as big as erasers. Twin #2 sucked to pull the baby milk out of Katrina's tits.

Before Katrina began her final phase of bliss, I noticed that Ronnie behind me was crunching her pussy on my naked ass that was still hanging out. Ronnie had pulled up her dress and used her pantyless pussy and pelvic bone to rub my ass. Ronnie had my tits in her hands and continued to rub and fuck her hairless pussy against my ass. The juice from her soaked pussy was all over my ass. My breaking point was very close. When I heard Katrina screaming, "OH SHIT...SHIT...SHIT", that was all my tingly pussy needed to let go with a flood of cum. I moaned so loud that all eyes were on me. Ronnie had to hold me up because my legs were pure rubber and I was shaking like a leaf in the wind. I closed my eyes and leaned back with my head on her shoulder. I was all hers.

What Ronnie did next surprised me and our audience. Ronnie turned my limp body around and wrapped my legs around her back so that they lifted off the floor. She pushed me against the wall so that we were now face to face and pussy to pussy. As I watched her, she started kissing my neck and face. Then she included me in the most soulful kiss where we exchanged spit and sucked the life out of each other. That's right, Lil Sis Karmen was now in the game and enjoying it. If that was lesbian love, I'd be having fun. My body was on fire. I was ready to give my mind, my body and my whole soul to this beautiful woman. The juice in my Kitty Kat was still running like a flooded river. It went from tingling to full-blown earthquakes. Ronnie and I bumped into uglies and loved it. In my first 18 years I didn't even rub off, and in the last two days I turned into a horny toad lesbian.

Ronnie finally took my legs down, and we just faced each other. I was young again, because I just thought she was finished. I was wrong, because Ronnie stripped down to his heels and came at me again. This time she pushed me against the wall again, put my hands over my head and fingered my Kitty Kat first with one, then with two and finally with three fingers. At first she was so rough, but when my pussy juice started flowing again like a torrential river, I noticed that my hips turned to hit each of her finger strokes. It wasn't long before I was pushed over the edge.

I yelled at Ronnie that I was coming. Ronnie continued to finger my pussy, and at the same time she fell to her knees in front of me. I started coming and coming, and for the first time I started spurting out of my pussy. Ronnie could catch my squirt in her mouth and all over her face. That made all the ladies scream, including my big sister Katrina. I could see her clapping and screaming, you go girl. I was so far away that I don't even remember Ronnie sitting me at the table next to her seat at the head of the table. I was dazed and amazed and still loved that female care.

Ronnie had everyone take their places. She and I sat at the head of the table. She started talking to the room full of ladies. She greeted everyone to the monthly meeting and especially welcomed me as the guest of honor and main entertainer of the afternoon. All the ladies cheered and roared, and some even stood up to clap and acknowledge my performance. All I could do was smile and grin at my new friends. I started to get up and sit next to Katrina, but Ronnie didn't benefit.

She explained to the crowd that I should remain in the place of honour and that everyone should serve me and do me honour. All that sounded great, but I was young again because I thought I had to do all twenty ladies. I was still so horny, but I was not yet ready for this feat. Ronnie could see how my face turned a bit into fear and she bent over and told me explicitly that I belonged to her and only belonged to her and that I didn't have to worry about the other ladies. Ronnie announced that lunch would be served and that once she and I had our plates of seafood served, everyone else would be able to eat.

They brought us our food, but Ronnie took over. She cracked my shrimp for me and fed me. She told me I didn't have to raise a hand. Lunch was delicious, and it didn't hurt when Ronnie bent over regularly to feed me with his tongue. When she pulled back, I suddenly had a long piece of king crab meat in my mouth. This chick was talented and beautiful.

Ronnie asked me a lot of questions about myself, and she told me about herself. She was a full-blooded Cherokee Indian raised in the West. She was married and had two children. I was stunned when she said she was married. Our conversation deepened when she asked about my fondness for women. I told her that this was all new to me and that I loved the experience. I asked her if she was as gay as I thought I was. She smiled and said, oh, to be young and with big eyes. She explained that she was bisexual and had been since high school. In high school, she did girls and boys and threesomes. Her husband married her even though she was bi. He watched and even participated. After that I had a lot of questions for Katrina.

The ladies seemed to be pretty tipsy by now, because the sangria and margarita flowed like water. Since I was only 18 years old, I was told that I could only drink Shirley Temples. I was a little angry, but not sad at all. Everyone seemed to have finished eating. Mostly they drank and maybe ate some desert food. Ronnie was just finishing her dessert. It was not in a bowl or on a plate; it was between my legs with a cherry on top.

Ronnie had put two cherries in my pussy, then put a bouquet of whipped cream on my pussy and then added two more cherries. Ronnie worked both sides of my thighs and then slowly licked the whipped cream off my pussy. That shit was so sexual. She licked me so clean and saved the cherries for last. She was wiping me out.

Instead of pulling the cherries out by the stem, she sucked them in and out with her tongue. So, so good was this feeling. Ronnie went hard and then slowed down. She made my orgasm last. When I couldn't stand it anymore, I came hard and long and howled at the moon as my orgasm came over me. I held her head hard against my pussy. She was the first one to eat me for lunch and I wanted to have her whole head inside me. Ronnie literally had to push her head away from my pussy. All she could say was that a young and

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