Careful What You Are in a Mood For – Part 2

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As I looked around the room, it slowly came back to me why I was currently in this state. I still did not remember much, but my sore pussy and ass were a clue, as was the shabby room, the mattress, which was way past its time to be in a land fill, and Sweet laying close to me. The dim light in the room did not help. Greenish sunlight was filtering in through a shrouded window coated with years of moldy buildup.Among other things, I had to pee. That seemed most important at the moment.At that instant, Sweet said, “You feelin a bit bewildered?”“That, and I have to pee. Is there a bathroom that is at least semi-clean?”Laughing, she said, “Out the door, left, last door on your right. You might be surprised.”When I came in the house last night, all I was wearing were heels, booty shorts, and a crop-top; none of them were in sight right now. I walked to the door naked and out into the hall. In spite of the creaky floors and old, dark, slat wood walls, more dim sunlight was filtering in from somewhere. I found my way to the bathroom.It had bright, clean windows and fairly new, white fixtures. Was I in the same house?I sat and did my business, even finding a roll of toilet paper. There was a clean shower stall and clean towels; I took a quick one to purge the various dried deposits that had accumulated on my body. It left me feeling renewed.When I emerged, I smelled the wonderful aroma of coffee. Had Sweet possibly made coffee while I was in the shower? Back to the bedroom and Sweet.“Find it okay?”“No problem, and very nice. Used the shower, super pressure and hot water; I no longer feel fetid! Is that coffee I smell?”Laughing, she said, “Yeah, I put some on, it will be ready in a few minutes.”“I was amazed at how modern and clean the bath is.”“Jevon does take care of important business. Come on let’s go to my room, it’s next door.”I was tempted but also really wanted to get out of there. I did not know exactly where I was, but knew it was on the “other side of the tracks” part of town. Again, looking around, I could not find the skimpy clothes I was wearing last night, and did not know how I would get home if I had them.“Please call Jevon while we wait for the coffee and see if he can take me home.”“Sure. No prob.”She got his voice mail and left a message about me needing a ride.“So, come on. Let’s go to my room; it is much nicer. He will call when he gets the message. I’ll go get the coffee.”I accepted her invitation and was very surprised when we entered. The room was neat and clean. The bed was a full-size in a nice brass frame and night stands on either side. The window was clear, with curtains and pull down shades. She had a dresser, floor-standing mirror, comfortable looking chair, television, and a stereo. I looked at her with a questioning look.“Pretty nice, huh?”“I guess so!” I replied.“Wait and I’ll get the coffee, it should be ready by now. Black?”“Perfect.” “Be right back”She was only gone a minute or two, reappearing with two steaming mugs.“I know that other room is rather trashy. Jevon calls it his “play-room”. He likes to play a certain part with women he brings here… What can I say? You should see his bedroom, makes this one look trashy. He always keeps it locked. I have spent the night there with him, but only after I had been here awhile. I slept in the play-room for a week before he let me have this room. We can talk all about that later if you want.”“I would love to hear the story,” I said as I sipped the coffee. The caffeine was already coursing through my veins, reinvigorating my body.She hopped on the bed and patted it. “Come on over here and lay down with me.”As I went to her bed and sat, I was still trying to take this all in. She moved over and lay down, again patting the spot next to her. I followed. We lay facing each other, propped on our elbows, sipping our coffee. She was much more alert than when I saw her last night.“You really don’t remember much of anything about last night, do you?” she asked.I laughed, “Not after he started isvecbahis pounding me with his huge cock, and I went into some seemingly perpetual orgasmic state. Everything past that is pretty fuzzy. It is weird, I did not drink much. I don’t know why I am in a bit of a fog. Did you watch me at all? Did we do anything?”“Well, he can do that to you. In fact, he loves to do that to women. If you get to know him, you will find that he is really a kind, caring guy, but he loves his sex, and he loves making women almost, or completely, pass out from it.“I watched for a bit and wanted to get with you,” she continued, “but it was pointless once he was through with you. You are right about the perpetual orgasms. I think some of us are capable of it and some not, but girls like you and me… whoa, doggy! He goes crazy for us.”She went on to explain that he made me cum so much that I was only semi-conscious. He wanted me like that so he could easily fuck me in the ass. My body was so relaxed from being totally exhausted and spent, that my ass was in the same condition. He used plenty of lube on me and him, then easily slipped in as he held my hips up.“He had already cum in your coochie. Do you remember that? You screamed extra loud when he did.”“I sort of do. Now that I think about it, I know I felt his hot jizz fill me.”“Well he did not stop, just drove you further. When you were really out of it, is when he did your ass. You did not resist at all. You must like it?”“Well… ya, I kinda do,” I said, blushing.“No worries, so do I. Jevon taught me.”Sweet then finished the story, telling me how Jevon pumped my ass almost as much as he did my pussy, and that I was cumming from his constant pounding. She explained that he finally came, dropping a second, large load in me; then he just let me go. I collapsed to the mattress and lay there, face down, basically unconscious, leaking his jizz from both my holes. He left me, knowing she would see to me. She moved me around until I seemed to be in a comfortable position, and then lay down with me, spending the night close to me.“So when I woke up a while ago, that was the first time since he finished with me?”“Pretty much. We both moved a bit during the night. You seemed happy to have me to hold on to.”“I should probably be mad as hell, but, all things considered, it was quite a night. I feel better than I probably should, based on what you told me,” I said, flashing a big grin and putting my empty cup down on the table next to the bed; Sweet did the same with her’s, using the table on her side.“And you look pretty good also,” Sweet said, as she softly pushed me onto my back and started to run her finger around my hardening nipple.“Oh Sweet, what do you think you’re doing? You may be a wild one, girl.”“We never had fun last night…” Sweet said, as she replaced her finger with her lips.“Oh God…”“Just go with it.”“I… will. Somehow, I suspect you knew I would.”I stretched and relaxed, letting Sweet begin to work what would turn out to be affectionate, passionate magic for both of us.I had little experience with other girls, and what I did have was mostly a spur-of-the-moment show for one or more guys. They always seem so turned on to see two girls going at it, even if it is just kissing. So, a fun party, some alcohol and good music, plus the right encouragement and the right girl, made it easy sometimes to kiss and show our boobs, including some nip kissing and tweaking. I had never experienced another woman like Sweet, who was so totally uninhibited and intent on bringing us both pleasure.Her fingers, lips, and tongue worked wizardry on my nipples. She had me moaning and purring like a kitten, stretching and twisting my body as a cat sometimes does. I had totally given myself over to her sexual artistry.Her mouth still toying one nip, she lightly ran her fingers through my hair with one hand while the other made its way down my chest and abdomen, caressing my skin and captivating my senses. Soon she arrived at my hair-free mound.“Oh, isveçbahis giriş so smooth,” she whispered. “I can feel your heat rising. Your ambrosia must be welling inside you, beginning to seep out. I can’t wait to taste you, to drink you in. I know you will reward me with sweet nectar.”My mind was already enthralled by her affectionate and persistent attention to my body. While keeping her mouth on my nipple, she released my head and moved so she could easily reach my swelling coochie, as she called it. What an interesting name, I thought.I felt one finger run over my clit, between my lips, and slightly probe my tunnel. A quick in and out that caused me to shiver.“Ahh, Sweet. How did someone so young get so good at this? You are driving me crazy with desire, yet I am blissfully serene and soothed. I am craving an orgasmic release, yet content to let you continue to play with me.”As I finished, she drove her fingers into me, her palm hitting my clit. In and out, in and out, splat, splat, splat—my juice spattering my mound and thighs.“Oh, my God!” I yelled, as my body bucked against her. I was almost there when she stopped. “Sweet! How could you stop? I was so fuckin close!”By then she had moved between my legs, pushing them wide as her mouth approached my now dripping pussy. From its bottom to my clit, her tongue licked deeply—once. My body jerked again. Now I really was going crazy! I tried to push into her, but she easily kept a hairs-breath away.“I knew I was right. You are as sweet as ambrosia.”With that, she locked her arms under my thighs and pulled me tight to her mouth, her tongue flicking and circling my clit. I completely lost whatever control I had. My body began shuddering as the electric flashes of my pent-up cravings threw me into an orgasmic euphoria. Wave after wave rushed through me. Gasping for breath, I could not stop the delirium she had me in.Finally, she released her grip. My body was slowly able to recover from her incredible conquest of me.“Good God, Sweet! I don’t know who is worse, you or Jevon. You turned me every which way but loose, as the movie title says.”“My specialty,” she said with glee. “I am ready for you to return the favor, if you think you are up to it.”“Up to it? Up to it? Girl, I am more than up to it. You are going to get a major dose of your own medicine!”Sporting a big grin, she said, “I am counting on it,” as she spread out on the mattress…I was so amazed at what she had done to me. This was the first time I had really been totally intimate with another woman, the first time I had been brought to orgasm by another woman, and what an experience it had been. Not just one, but uncounted orgasms. I was determined to recreate it, as much as I was capable of, for her. Recalling her play-book, I proceeded much as she had. My every touch brought forth moans and murmurs of pleasure from her.I took my time, holding back my strong desire to lock my mouth around her pussy. I kissed, teased, caressed, tweaked, licked, and sucked on all parts of her upper body. My C cup boobs looked substantial compared to hers. I guessed she was an A at best, but her nipples were as big as mine and just as sensitive. She was sighing, moaning, purring as I did my work. Her body was slowly writhing and straining. Futilely, she tried to push me lower.“You really want me down there, don’t you?” I murmured in her ear.“Yes, yes. I need to get off. Please…”“In good time, my sweet Sweet.”I let one hand trail down to her mound. It was not as smooth as mine; I could feel the somewhat bristly beginnings of regrowth. I briefly considered helping her with that later; it could be fun. Then, I just brushed one finger across her prominent clit.“Oh, ah. More.”Her lips were enlarged and spread; her juice was visibly running; her clit was jutting from its hood. She could not have been more ready.“You like that, do you?“You know I do!” she said, arching her back.“No I don’t. I have never seen you like this. Maybe you are only partly ready.”“Just isveçbahis yeni giriş do me like I did you. I got you off over and over. Please, pleaseee!”Running a finger between her lips, I let it slip deep into her soaking opening. “Oh God, yes! That is what I need.” I slowly withdrew it. “No, oh please no.” I brought it to my lips, licking her nectar. Her eyes followed my every movement like lasers.“Oh my, you are soo sweet, my Sweet. I need to drink more of you.”“Oh, thank God! I am dying. Being on the edge is killing me!”As I approached her sex, she spread her legs as wide as she could. Her body was writhing and undulating more than ever. Her hands were hungrily pulling at her tits.As she had done with me, I put my arms under her thighs and pulled her tight to my waiting mouth. She was so aroused that my first circling and flicking of her clit made her body stiffen. The second pass made her shudder and scream.“Fuck, yes! Oh God, fuck yes, yes, yes! Eat me, suck me, use that pussy!Her body began to twist and turn, seemingly trying to escape me, and at the same time, trying to be as attached as possible. Her words were quickly reduced to incoherent shouting, squealing, and mumbling. Their pitch rose and waned with the rising and falling of her orgasms. I was loving the control, the total mastery of her passion. Her head shook back and forth, her fists beat the mattress, her legs jerked spasmodically. I commanded all.I have no idea how long this went on. I was almost as caught up in her orgasmic frenzy as she was. I realized I was rubbing myself on the mattress, trying to induce my own orgasm. When it happened, I loosened my grip on her and she twisted away.I was gasping from my own climax, and from my efforts to hold her, to keep impelling her to more and more. She was strongly panting, breathless from the pleasure struggle I had put her through.“Holy shit, girl! And you say you have never done this before? Damn, I thought I was going to crap out. You are the absolute best!”Feeling a bit surprised at my new found ability, I told her that I had just followed what she did to me, albeit maybe a bit more vigorously.“I’ll say! But to be honest, you are only the third girl I have done this with, and right now, you are the only one I want to do this with!”As I moved up to her, face to face, her body still shimmered from the sweat she had worked up. We hugged and kissed, our bodies pressed to each other like we were ready for round two. Breaking our lip lock, we both started laughing; we were so far from a round two it was preposterous.I had been curious about her from the first time I saw her the previous night, so I asked about her situation, age, and why she was here at Jevon’s.“Okay, the truth is I am almost eighteen, well in six months. I ran away from home. My parents are both alcoholics. My dad beats my mom, and he was starting to make advances to me. He did not lay a hand on me, but I could see it coming; I could not take it anymore. Besides, they used me as sort of their house slave. They did not do shit but drink and fight, so I packed my necessities and left. I hitched up the road with no real plan. I know it was stupid. I gave one guy a BJ for a ride. Jevon found me hitching at night and took me in. I figured another BJ for him, but that might result in a meal and a place to sleep.”“Jesus, Sweet! That is horrible! What is your real name, if I may ask?”“Abby, Abigail. Jevon calls me Sweet, and I kinda like it. It does not remind me of home and he treats me really good. No BJ or any sex was ever asked for. He just took care of me. I am actually the one that started the sex. I like it… what can I say.”“When did you first start having sex?”“When I was sixteen. I got a bit more freedom from my asshole parents and took advantage. I really wanted it.”“You must have shit when you saw his cock!”“To say the least! It was scary and exciting. He was really very gentle, breaking me in slowly. I surprised myself. I expected pain and it turned out great. A slow start, but he drove me crazy.”“You’re still a run-a-way. Aren’t the cops looking for you? He could get in big trouble.”“They don’t give a shit about me, and besides, he had a friend check; I have not been reported as a run-a-way.

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