"Oh yes … that's beautiful. Let me just slide right in behind you and…"
"Oh, Mr. Wolf! What a big hard cock you have!"
"All the better to fuck you with, my dear."
"Oh my god, Sam! Are you sure you weren't hiding a flashlight behind your back?"
"All nice and hard for you, baby."
"Oh yes, it is. Oh fuck me, Mr. Wolf!"
"You're being such a naughty girl, my dear … walking through the woods on your way to Grandma's house and wearing nothing but a smile."
"Oh yes, I know I am! Don't stop!"
"Well, maybe I'd better give you a spank-smack-on your right cheek and a spank-smack-on your left cheek."
"Ow! Oh, yes, Mr. Wolf! Spank me! I've been such a naughty girl! Spread my ass cheeks and spank me with your big hard cock!"
"Well, I don't know, Lorraine. You may have been right. Maybe we shouldn't be out here naked."
"Oh please, don't stop!"
"You don't want the game warden to catch us, do you?"
"He'll have to wait his turn! Fuck me!"
"So you like it when I do this?"
"Yeah, Sam, yeah."
"Right here? Is that where you want it?"
"Ooohhh! Ummmpphhh!"
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Uh huh!"
"Now, I'll show you some real wolf-moves, baby!"
"Oh show me, Sam! Show me!"
"There you go, baby. Get that leg up like that!"
"Sam, my leg doesn't bend like that."
"Sorry."
"Oh, okay, that's better."
"That's it, baby, nice and open like that. Show me that sweet goodie basket."
"Oh Sam! You're so hard!"
"Oh yeah, baby … as hard as that rod and reel in the back of my truck!"
"Ohohoh … Sam … don't stop doing that with your finger."
"Mmm … what a nice ass you got, baby."
"Oh yes … go deeper."
"I dunno, baby. Maybe we should wait until it's dark and do this in the tent so no one can see us."
"Deeper, Sam, deeper."
"But what about the game warden?"
"Sam, if you stop right now, I'm going to break your dick off and throw it in the creek!"
"Lorraine, you're getting a bit loud. What about our commune with nature?"
"Nowwwwww!"
"Right here? Is that where you want it?"
"Ooohhh! Ummmpphhh!"
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Uh huh!"
"You like it when I go in and out like that, baby?"
"Ummm hmmm."
"Lorraine, where were we in the story?"
"Mr. Wolf and the girl fuck the rest of the night away on the tree limb."
"I couldn't have written a better ending myself, baby."
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LADIES ROOM
I walked into the ladies room of the high-priced clothing store and saw her standing next to the vanity in front of the mirror, superior and majestic as royalty, a complexion as clear and smooth as the finest Ming porcelain. A tall woman, she wore a silver knee length dress, with emerald stones in her ears that matched the color of her eyes, and auburn hair that lay softly against her neck in curls. Standing next to her, I felt like a little girl as I had not felt in all my life.
I was in awe of her. I wanted to kneel in front of her, and run my hands over the soft curves of her thighs and tummy. She didn't need to do a damn thing but just stand there and let me unzip her dress, slide it down over her ample hips along with her panties, and ease my tongue between her satin pussy lips. I wanted to hold her against the tile wall and plunge half my hand up inside her cunt until she screamed in ecstasy. I wanted to make her come, her nectar so balmy and drenching that it would run down my arm and make me thirst for more.
She was so exceedingly womanly and I wanted to flounder in it, to be female together, to feel her plentiful breasts against mine, her strong thighs against my temples as I brought her to orgasm with only my mouth.
As she leaned towards the mirror and applied color to her lusciously full lips, she glanced over at me. I blushed and smiled and tried to dart my eyes, but her mint diamonds held me in position and I could not tear my stare away.
"Do you like this color?” she asked.
I barely heard her words, as my ears only picked up the soft sound of her deep Southern voice. I had never heard such a sultry declaration in my life.
"Y … yes,” I managed to stutter, “it's a very lovely color on you."
"I think it would look stunning on you,” she continued as she moved a step towards me, “Would you mind?"
Would I mind?
Would I mind if you kissed me?
No. Please kiss me.
Would I mind if you sat on the vanity so I could ravage your pussy with my mouth?
No. Please let me taste you.
"Would I mind?” I asked.
"Would you mind if I put some on your lips?” she asked. “They look a bit pale."
"No, I don't mind,” I whimpered.
She came closer. Her fragrance reached my nostrils and I thought for a moment that I might become lightheaded. She had that aromatic scent that a woman has after having an entire night of earth-shattering sex.
"It's called Ruby,” she told me as she touched the tip of the wand to my lips.
I stood, frozen still like a granite statue, closing my eyes and breathing her in. As she massaged the color over my mouth, I could feel my body trembling.
I felt as if I was being decorated by Aphrodite, goddess of beauty, love and sexual desire, and when it finally got the best of me, I peered out from under my lashes. There she was, only inches away, concentrating on making my lips as perfect as hers, a feat that I knew would be near impossible. Her lips were slightly parted and her breath was sweet, as if she had just eaten a gingerbread cookie, or perhaps even sucked ginger off her man's cock. I wanted to taste her and for the first time in my life, I did the absurd. I kissed her.
It was a soft kiss, perhaps like one you would give a first date the first time you touched her mouth with yours, but a kiss nonetheless. Her eyes grew wide as I pulled back, and for a moment, neither one of us knew what to say. I was the first to recover, so I took the lipstick from her hand.
"I think you need some color on your lips,” I said quietly.
Her eyes softened and a look of desire crossed her face.
"I just put some color on,” she told me.
"Not those lips,” I replied as I touched under her chin with my fingertips, and then began to kneel in front of her.
She looked down and smiled, and then began to lift the front of her dress until her shapely thighs were showing. I looked up and urged her to keep going.
As her crotch came into my view, I realized I was in for a treat. She wore no panties, the heat of the summer having driven the idea of undergarments away, and the swollen lips of her pussy were shaved bare.
I silently went about my delightful task and treated her labia to color, edging carefully with the wand. The blood pulsed to them, and I saw the puffiness of her clit emerge, making the lips swell more. She offered no apology for their condition.
"May I taste?” I asked.
"Yes."
Her voice had a touch of breathlessness to it, and she said the word as I had never heard it said before.
As I lowered my head and touched her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, a shudder went through her body, and she put her hands on the back of my head and into my hair.
"Don't stop,” she whimpered.
I had no intentions of stopping, not until I felt the tremor of her orgasm against my face.
I lapped her taste into my throat. I had never tasted anything as sweet and I licked her pussy like a starving child with his first ice cream cone. My dessert, however, was far more delectable. The pink folds inside her cunt lips were soft, almost like wet velvet, and I devoured her. As I sucked and nibbled, I felt her body responding, bidding me to search for more places of desire. One of my hands reached around to her bottom and as I pulled her tighter to my face, one of her legs moved over my shoulder. I shoved four fingers of the other hand into her cunt, and she gasped and pushed towards my hand for more. Her juices began to coat my nose, chin and mouth as I continued to probe.