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Her name was Iana. Her sister’s name was Wana, and they were twins,
but not, I regretted most painfully, of even remotely equal beauty. Their
feet, which they wore naked in the warmer seasons, seemed never to have
known shoes; to cramp such lovely, graceful feet in clogs or boots would
have seemed a sacrilege. Their legs were slender and well muscled and, like
their feet, slightly browned by the sun. When presented with a view of
their backs, I could perceive, beneath each skirt, generous swells that
suggested pumpkins. When they turned about, my eyes wandered among four
small mountain peaks which I longed to climb and explore. But above their
shoulders, fate had dealt its cards most unfairly. Iana’s face was pretty,
although not extraordinarily so, with small ears, brown eyes which sparkled
when the light struck them, and light brown hair that hung, as straight as
water falls, down to her shoulders. But Wana’s face was ugly, with large,
misshapen ears, grey lifeless eyes that seemed to have been filled with mud
from a river bank, and thin, stringy hair cut in a mockery of her sister’s.
I must confess that I might have passed the night with Wana, out of
compassion for the unfortunate maiden (for surely, I thought, she must be a
maiden), were it not for the availability of far more comely game.

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Since I was done with him I went over and got his clothes and tossed them to him. I put mine back on and figured there was no way I was going to
get any work done so I left the office and went home quite satisfied. He
never did say a word to me but when I came to work the next morning my trash
had been emptied and my office was straightened up. It was the nicest it had
looked in a long time.

“I’d like that, but I have to drive my sister to the airport. She has a
late flight.”
“Well, maybe next time.”
“Next time soon, dear Norma,” I confirmed as I lightly kissed her forehead.
We had a parting cup of tea together, which was prepared by merely tossing
a teabag into a mug and filling it with hot water from the faucet. Norma made
no pretense of being a gourmet.
Glancing at my wristwatch, I knew that I must leave. We embraced; I kissed
her eyes, cheeks and lips. She led me to the door and before opening it
commanded me to wait. She reached down under her jeans to her crotch. Her
fingers glistened as she brought them up to my face and lightly daubed her
juices under my nose. “Here’s something to remember me by.” Done by anyone
else, the gesture would have been crass, wanton. But done by Norma, it was
tender and loving. Perhaps in some way she was marking me as Her Own.

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As my head nestled between her legs, I soon realized that this was the
axis, the veritable nucleus of the woman Norma. My tongue fluttered about the
creases where her thighs met her trunk, then assertively darted full into her
sex. Oh mellifluous, mucoid myrrh which is the ineffable woman-dew! Tastes and
smells of the sea, of musk and must, of urine and clitoral smegma; the feral,
fruity, primal, fermenty, fenny nectar which is the female yin-essence.
I drank her in as a hummingbird does a flower; a kaleidoscope of steamy,
heady smells, rank and ambrosial, skyrocketed through my head. I hungered for
more. I turned her over onto her belly, caressing and gently kneading her
buttocks. These preliminary palpings were short-lived; with dispatch I drew
apart the cleavage of her ass and post-haste made for her pink-puckered anus.

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As I switched my attention to her breasts, she enveloped me with her legs,
her lubricious pussy grinding against my stomach. Norma’s areolas had their own
distinctive scent, albeit a subtle, ephemeral one. My tongue delighted in the
tactile sensations her erect nipples afforded. Norma too, seemed to share my
enjoyment, softly moaning pleasure-sounds, her pelvis spasmodically jerking
upwards from time to time.
Unhurriedly, my kisses moved down her torso, lingering about ribs and
tummy. My mouth serendipitously encountered her navel, not a demure little
hollow but a great crater of voluptuous rugae. My dalliance there caused Norma
to arc her precious body to meet the proddings of my tongue-play.
“Go down there, now,” Norma hoarsely insisted.

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Calvin told Keri to roll over and licked her nipples. Soon his
fingers found her pussy. He lightly stroked her soft furry mound.
Just aimlessly moving his fingers over her pussy, between her lips,
in her hole, very gently touching her clit.

“Keep working on my pussy. I love having my cunt stroked like that”

Keri began to tingle all over signaling an approaching orgasm. It was
a subtle one but it felt real nice. Keri gently rocked her hips and
purred as Calvin made her feel wonderful.

“Wait” said Keri. “I have a better Idea, but with this idea you have
to take all of your clothes off.” Keri grins evilly and in no time
yoru clothes are all off and standing before her stark naked. She
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“Oh of course how silly of me” replied Keri. So Keri started to
undress her self but I interceded.

“Let me help you with those, you had a long hard day of traveling now
its time to relax.” Calvin said

While unpacking the clothes earlier Calvin noticed some exotic oils in
the bathroom. On the bottle it said “good for baths and/or massages.”
Well, he thought, I am giving her a massage, he also find a bottle
called “Cherry Flavored Love Cream” and he took that also. When he got
back to the bedroom he was greeted with a beautiful sight. Keri was
laying there on her back on the bed totally nude. God she is gorgeous
he thought. He loved how soft and silky smooth her skin looks. How her
beautiful sculpted back meets her perfect ass. How her long and lean
her legs look and all of it encased in a beautifully golden brown body.
He wanted to do more than massage her body.

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When Keri came through the gate he instantly recognized her. As she
made her way through the crowd his eyes feasted on her. She was
wearing an orange dress that ended mid-thigh, which also revealed
bared shoulders. Her skin was a deep brown from a summer of tanning,
her hair long and blonder than ever, and her lips were full and
pretty. His eyes than riveted to her breasts. They had perhaps
grown the most since he had last seen her–full-sized, 34 C or D
cups, he estimated.

What had Calvin gotten me into this time? Keri was apprehensive but
excited as the plane touched down at Savannah airport. Calvin had
arranged this weekend at Hilton Head promising ‘three days you’ll
NEVER forget, at a fantasy beach club for the adventurous. The South
in August can seem like the hottest and most humid place on Earth.
Calvin thus felt a little sorry for his friend Keri. Keri’s parent
were planning to spend the month touring the Orient and didn’t want
to leave her alone at their home in upstate New York.

As he waited for Keri to arrive at the airport, he realized he hadn’t
seen her or her family for over two years. His job at an advertising
firm just didn’t allow him to take too many trips. He had gone
through a long, drawn-out divorce during the past year that had also
forced him to stay in South. He hoped he would recognize Keri. He
thought of her pretty face and long blonde hair. He had always
thought that she was a very beautiful woman.

I can tease you no longer. I wrap my lips around the areola and
start sucking the jelly off gently, then harder, then I am nibbling,
almost biting. You bring your hands up to my head, and move it to the
other nipple. I cannot resist your urgent desire. But I am not done
teasing. I let my tongue circle the nipple, not quite touching it,
tickling the hairs around it, as I slide slowly, very slowly, up and
down on your hard cock. I squeeze tightly on each stroke, stopping
just as I feel the head about to pull out. It feels exquisite! My
hands are on your arms, holding them down, out of the way, as I apply
my ministrations. My own extended nipples are brushing your stomach
softly in the rhythm of my movements. You can’t stand it anymore.
You bring your arms up to my head, and press my mouth forcefully, but
gently onto your aching nipple.

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C I awake to the hazy morning light creeping in through a crack in the
curtains. I feel the warmth of your body still pressed close to
mine, in exhausted slumber. Sleeping the sleep of the dead, as it
were, or at least, in our case, freshly killed…. I gently remove
your arm from my waist and pad off to the bathroom. On the way
there, I pick up my satin shift, and slip it on. It feels
deliciously cool in the morning heat. The cloying scent of the
pines outside the window tells me it will be another hot and humid
day. After a bit of freshening up, I recover my watch from a pile of
hastily removed clothing. It’s nearly noon. Last night was
delightful, as was this morning, but we didn’t get more than 3 hours
sleep at a stretch, in between periods of play. I leave you
sleeping, and quietly make my way downstairs to the kitchen. I knew
this would happen, so I have some treats waiting in the fridge.

I opened my eyes and the other couples were not watching us
at all. I had Bill push up for a moment and I rolled over to
take him into my arms. He kissed me gently and I used my lips to
nibble his. My legs were together but his cock felt just fine,
resting just above my clit, very clearly a situation we both
wanted to do something about.

After awhile he
sat across the top of my things and began to work my back again,
but this time very clearly he was reaching around to my front to
my nipples. Then he simply lay down on my back and I could feel
his very hard cock nestled into my crack; it felt fine!

The sunscreen makes me glisten, though I was already
beginning to do so just from the sun’s heat. I spread it all
over, being sure to let him see how I tucked it under my top and
massaged my inner thighs. I lifted first one leg and then the
other (a little Jane Fonda workout, here!) as I did the backs of
the calves.

Just as I was finishing my front, my audience got up from
his chair and walked over–a bit stiffly, as he was trying to
hide a nice erection. His buns hardly wiggled as he walked–a
real nice ass. He offered to put the oil on my back (men are SO
predictable!). Well, I thought I’d let that one linger a bit as
I opened a Calistoga and gave it a nice suck, and then found out
his name was Bill, that he had gone to the same JC as I, and that
he was indeed a few years younger than me. I handed him the oil
and flipped over onto my stomach. I reached behind and undid the
knot at my back and asked him to go ahead.

I don’t know about for all of you down in the chilly Bay
Area, but up here the weather was really nice Saturday. So nice,
in fact, that it encouraged me to engage in another of my
exploits. Not that I planned it, of course.

I packed a lunch and headed for the river, the afternoon
being just too hot, even for mint juleps in the back yard. There
was some barbecued chicken and a couple of Calistogas in the
fridge, so I threw them into the cooler with some ice, pulled on
a swimsuit and covered it with some other clothes, grabbed a
towel and a book, and left.

I have this favorite unnamed spot by the river, sandy but
not too populated. You have to know the river roads to find it
and I guess that even though it’s a pretty good beach not too
many people know about it. That’s an advantage of being a local.
When I parked I knew by the absence of other cars that there were
very few other people there, and when I walked onto the beach I
found one couple near the trail back to the cars, another couple
far down the beach, and this one guy about halfway down. I’m not
terribly shy, and decided to have a bit of fun.

He saw me coming and I saw him looking me over. I’m not
Fawn Hall, but I get my share of admiring looks; this was
apparently one of them. As I walked towards the guy I could see
he was worthy of some admiring looks himself: he was young
(maybe 23–I never did find out), trim, nicely groomed and not
too hairy. He also wasn’t pasty white–you know, the way some
guys get who spend too much time at a VDT. So I just set my
things down sort of near him, but not right next to him, just to
see how he’d react. I stood with my back to him as I pulled off
my shirt, being sure to stretch my back as I did so. I also made
sure that as I spread the towel out I was facing him, so that
when I bent down he could see my tits (not the swimsuit doesn’t
gap THAT much, but he had a nice view of what little there is!).
I pretended to accidentally pull down my swimsuit bottom a bit as
I pulled off my shorts. Then I laid down and reached for the
sunscreen.

As they lay in a pool of cum and sweat the air conditioning
swept a cool breeze over their bodies. She was going to enjoy
this new friend for the next day or so!