Beach Life Lez

“Wow, do you think we were that loud, Christy?”

“Ha, good question, Katelynn. My Chelsea is a bit of a screamer, isn’t she?”

“I’ll say. But I get it; when my mom gets to going down on someone, she has a hard time stopping. It sounded like Chelsea came at least twice just then.”

“Is that a challenge for me?”

“No, no, that’s not what I meant, sorry. I totally enjoyed our session. Thanks for letting me be on top.”

“You do know how to grind your pussy into a woman’s face, don’t you?”

“I guess so. Especially when your tongue is making me feel that good. It was nice to be able to feel you cumming right before me.”

“Not bad for our first time together, huh?”

Well, a lot better than not bad, ha. Should we go in and join mom and Chelsea now?”

“Not just yet, sweetheart. My turn to be on top.”

Occasionally, Janey’s “mommy” let friends visit for the night. And then Janey would sleep in the guest bedroom with mommy’s friend.

Well, there wasn’t usually much sleep. Mommy’s friend Margaret was quite smitten with Janey in her girlie pajamas. Her hands were warm and smooth and it gave Janey goosebumps when Margaret rubbed her tummy and legs.

When Margaret rubbed Janey’s cunny over her PJ bottoms, that made Janey really excited. Her bottoms were soon pulled down, giving Margaret full access to her clean, smooth kitty.

No, not much sleep for either Janey or Margaret.

"Jeez, mom, it’s bad enough you’re dating one of my friends. But you actually went out with Penny dressed like that?”

“Now, Megan, no judging. Penny asked me to wear something sexy so I did. She likes displaying me in public and what can I say? I love it, I honestly do.”

“God, and where were you ‘on display’ tonight?”

“In her car first on the ride to the club we went to. She had my tits out and was squeezing them while I rubbed myself for her. I was so worked up by the time we got there.”

“I’m sure her hands were all over you at the club, too.”

“Yes, of course they were. And she, um, let some other women take their turns, too. We had a very roomy and private booth which made everything a little easier.”

“Dare I ask what you mean by ‘everything’?

“I mean at one point, Penny had me on my knees.”

“You went down on her in front of everyone?”

“Just the three other women in the booth. No one else could see. And not just her of course. Once I got going, well, you know how it is…”

“No, not really. God, mom, this is a very interesting mid-life crisis you’re going through.”

“Are you sure this is OK, Jenny? I mean, you’re my sister’s best friend and all.”

“Did you enjoy kissing me, Tracy? And seeing me take off my shorts and panties?”

“Um, yah, I did. Lots. But…”

“No buts. Now, you can enjoy watching me take off your panties. And then do you know what’s going to happen?”

Jenny pulled Tracy’s panties all the way down and off.

“No…what?”

“I’m going to lie down on my back. You’re going to get up on top of me. And we are going to make each other feel really good.”

“How are we going to do that?”

Jenny did in fact lie back and pulled Tracy on top of her, positioning Tracy’s mound right on top of hers. She put her hands on Tracy’s hips.

“Like this. Now, just start rocking yourself on me slowly. Mmm, that’s it, good girl.”

“Ohh, wow, that feels amazing. We’re both so wet.”

“Yes, it feels great, doesn’t it? Just keep that nice rhythm, baby. Let me get your shirt off. I want to play with those cute little boobs while we rock.”

“Mmmm, god, Jenny. I can’t believe how this feels. Can we go faster? I need to, um…”

“The show was wonderful, Danielle. You’re the best dancer in the line.”

“Thank you, Elaine. And thank you for visiting me. Corinne said you paid a high price to come back here.”

“Well, most of the audience is just here to enjoy the dances. Some of us, however, understand that much better entertainment can be procured after the main show.”

“I’m glad you’re ‘in the know’. You’re very attractive and dancing always gets me in the mood for more than that. A lot more.”

“Part of getting my money’s worth is definitely taking care of your ‘mood’. And I’m sure you’re an expert at providing oral pleasure, which I do aim to find out firsthand. But I think you’ll get more than your share of enjoyment, too.”

Agatha was enjoying the scene in the club at the hotel she was staying at. She was a lovely blonde, well endowed, with the poutiest of lips.

And then, eye contact. The beautiful brunette across the room almost immediately captured her gaze. Agatha didn’t, no couldn’t, look away.

Once the woman had gained total control of Agatha’s attention, she licked her lips sensually. Agatha felt herself drowning, totally mesmerized. And then, she actually heard the woman’s sultry voice inside her head.

“You want to invite me to your room.”

“Yes—pleae come to my room.”

“You want to invite me into your bed.”

“Yes—please join me in bed.”

“You want to worship my body.”

“Yes–let me worship your body.”

“You want to give me everything.”

“Everything…”

“Shall we?”

With that, Agatha turned and walked to the hotel lobby and headed to her room. She was burning with desire for this mysterious woman she had never seen before. So ready to give her everything.

Agatha didn’t totally understand what “everything” meant to this woman. She would of course learn too late that when Vampiress Ilsa was done with letting Agatha worship her body, “everything” truly would mean everything. In a few hours Ilsa would perform another bloody taking of everything from her latest victim of lust.

Giselle’s final thoughts (although she don’t know at the time they were her final thoughts) centered on having not yet being given the opportunity to please her partner for the evening. She had received three oral orgasms and had not even seen the other women naked.

It was as if Vampiress Ilsa had read her mind.

“Don’t worry, mon cherie, you will be pleasing me in a very special way.”

Back in the day, Marge and Susan were a lucky couple. Marge had inherited her parents' remote cabin about 50 miles outside the city, which allowed them the seclusion and privacy they needed to be their real selves. Monday through Friday, it was 8-to-5 in the typing pool, but Susan's car was packed and ready to head to the hills every weekend.

Clothing was usually optional for the two of them, freeing themselves from the "norms" of the day. Long afternoons in the hammock, lying together, kissing, masturbating each other to orgasm. Followed by nights in front of the fireplace, making love on the sofa, or sometimes even on a blanket on the floor.

Marge would eventually wind up over Susan, as they practiced their most intimate form of mutual pleasure, delving into each other's love cleft with their tongues. They would reach a beautiful conclusion together each time. Marge would then reverse positions, allowing them to kiss passionately, enjoying the taste of their love labors on their tongues and lips.

As another weekend drew to a close, Susan grabbed Marge’s buns.

“We only have a few more hours. Can we spend it in bed, Marge? I’m really hungry for your sex; I want to make love one more time.”

New inmate Janelle learned quickly she needed to get in Carla’s good graces if she was going to survive the next 18 to 24 months.

“Can I be your friend, Carla?”

“That depends, Janelle. What are you offering in return?”

Janelle reached over and kissed Carla.

“Whenever you open your legs, I will take you to paradise. I will be so good to you, I promise."

"Tell me, Cynthia, are we going all the way?"

"You're topless in my hotel room, Jennifer. I'm on my knees, getting ready to remove your skirt. Getting cold feet? Afraid giving your pussy to your boss might have negative ramifications?"

"Oh, no, I'm not afraid; I'm just making sure you're ready for me. Just know that once you get your first taste, you're not going to be able to stay away."

"Aren't you a confident one?"

"My confidence is based purely on past experience with other older women. Proceed at your own peril."

"That sounds like a challenge to me. I do so love a challenge. If you're that addicting, I can't not get a taste."

“How awesome are we together, Annie?”

“So far today, Gretchen? I’d say about four orgasms awesome.”

“And that was just with our fingers and mouths. God, now your feeldoe is doing some magical work.”

“Let’s take this round nice and slow. Right now I feel like I could fuck you forver.”

"I don't know how I can thank you, Stacy. You are obviously the best divorce lawyer in town. And your wine fridge is top shelf, too, ha."

"Well, Darian, as close as we've gotten through these proceedings, I can think of a few ways. How do you feel about getting on your knees for the best divorce lawyer in town? One who chose not to wear panties today."

"I've been waiting for an offer like that for weeks. Hike up that dress and open those legs. I won't be a cheating wife, but I'll be a very happy ex-wife giving you what you've earned."

"And you've earned the freedom to be just as wickedly horny as you want to be. With whoever you want to be with."

"Thank you. And now, the divorcee needs to lick some pussy. Badly."

"Be my guest. You're going to look and feel amazing down there."

“This is nice, Gabi.”

“Very nice, Alexa.”

“Now that we’re here like this, I want to learn all about you. What you like, what you love, ha.”

“Me? I’m a giver, but I figured you already knew that.”

“Yeah I kinda did. But it’s nice to hear you say it. How do you want to show me that, then?”

“Well, on my back, if that’s what you like?”

“Mmm, riding that pretty face?”

“All night long if you want. I’m glad you think I’m pretty.”

“You know what I am, Alexia?”

“Yes, Ilsa, I know.”

“And that doesn’t scare you?”

“It scares me greatly, but…”

“But you can’t resist me, can you?”

“I cannot. From your first gaze at the party tonight, I knew I needed to be with you. It was a very primal sensation coursing through my mind and body. And upon my first taste of your womanhood, I knew I would be forever dedicated to your pleasure.”

“Yes, the last three hours of your feasting have been quite lovely. But I am capable of receiving hours more of your aggressive tonguing.”

“I love that you are insatiable. I cannot stop when I am between your legs.”

“And I don’t want you too, of course. And you have enjoyed my oral talents as well, yes?”

“I think you know that I have never before climaxed as I have tonight. My body still buzzes greatly from your super-sexual talents.

“You understand there is a price for my love.”

“The ultimate price, yes, I do.”

“I am going to feed now. Not fatally, at least not yet. When I am done, your lust for me will burn even hotter than it does now. I will receive your lust until dawn, and then…”

“And then my service to you will be over. Please, feed now; I long to be even more wanton in my desire for you if that is possible.”

“Yes, my dear, it is a certainty. Shall we bgin our final act together?”

“Take me, Ilsa, I beg you.”

And so, Vampiress Ilsa did feed. And Alexia’s lust did burn even hotter. At least for through the pre-dawn hours, she barely came up for air from her submissive position beneath Ilsa’s intoxicating loins. And then, Alexia’s “forever dedication” ended, with the fatal bite she knew would come, and which she actually welcomed.

Back in the day at the company picnic, secretaries Dotty and Mary Jane played it cool, broadcasting the “single working girls” vibe to everyone there.

Little did anyone know, after the picnic, they’d be sharing the “torrid lesbians” vibe back in Dotty’s apartment. Picnic frocks shed, they would luxuriate, naked, in Dotty’s big comfy bed.

They were a good match in the bedroom. Dotty was more demanding; Mary Jane was happy to follow Dotty’s lead.

Today, Dotty had them playing a little game of “Which Wife Would We Want?” They perused all the straight 1950s housewives and whispered to each other who they’d love to share Dotty’s bed with.

They settled on Louise Larsen, a petite blonde who just radiated clean wholesomeness. Dotty kicked the game up a notch.

“When you’re going down on me later, I’m going to call you Louise.”

“You are not. Are you?”

“Yes, indeed, I am. Perky little Louise is coming to bed with us tonight whether she knows it or not.”

“Dotty, you are just the most wicked.”

“Yes I am, and you love me for it. Don’t deny it.”

“I can’t; I truly can’t. OK, tonight, I’ll be Louise for you.”

Back in the day, when business associates Charlotte and Lorelei realized they were "on the same wavelength" with respect to their desire for close intimacy with other women, they decided they had to do something about it.

And so tonight, in Lorelei's apartment, they would consummate those desires together.

"Oh, Lorelei, kissing you is so amazing. You are so beautiful and sexy."

"Charlotte, I'm on fire for you, I swear. I thought I'd never meet anyone like you. Are we going to get totally naked?"

"I don't know, but so far, I've enjoyed doing what we're doing. Let's at least remove our bras and let our breasts rub together."

"Yes, yes, I want that so badly. I love how you feel on top of me. Will you take the lead? I just feel like I want to do everything you ask me to tonight."

"OK, if that's what you want, then I want it, too. I've thought about us together like this a lot lately. You know, when I, um...rub myself."

"Yes, yes, me, too. If you want to rub me that way, I think I'd really like to let you do that."

"I really think I would, too. But only if you rub me the same way. Will you do that for me?"

"I've already told you; I want to do everything you ask me to."

"Then I'm going to ask you to let me totally undress you. And for you to undress me. Yes, Lorelei, we are going to get totally naked tonight. And we are going to make each other feel better than we ever have, I'm sure of it.

“Oh, Melody, you’re such a good kisser.”

“Thank you, Miss Susan. You are, too! Mama taught me how.”

“That’s so nice of her. So, tell me, Angela, what else have you taught this beautiful young lady?”

“Many wonderful things, Susan. We’ve been waiting for a woman like you to enter our lives with whom we could share our close relationship. Melody, honey, why don’t you let Miss Susan and I kiss for a while. You can focus a little bit lower, hmm?”

“Yes, mama. Miss Susan, mama says you have the most wonderful tasting pussy. I can’t wait to see for myself.”