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Getting Fucked by Mary

By: Suzy Suburbanite


Part VIII: Turning the Tables

Chapter XXX

I woke early; after such a late night of exhausting activities.  I looked
at the clock, and it was a few minutes after eight.  The sun streaming
through the window revealed a swath of destruction that was the sexual
maelstrom of last night...I smiled as I looked at the side of the bed that
was still wet as a result of that beautiful storm.

I watched Mary sleeping peacefully.  She had the same “rode hard, put away
wet” appearance that I was coated with.  The room still had the lovely
stank of sexually aroused women...a stank I was growing very, very fond
of.

I pulled back the covers a bit to expose Mary’s cunt.  ‘Oh and what a cunt
it is,’ I thought.

I gently spread my lovers’ legs and lay my head on her soft, warm thigh. 
I inhaled the remnants of her arousal.  Feeling the dried essence of
sexual abandon that coated her vulva and tender inner thighs, as I softy
blew warm breaths across her tiny patch of fur.  Mary was still snoring
quietly as I wet my lips and started to kiss her treasure, ‘Or is this my
treasure now?’ I asked my self.

Very slowly, very gently I made-out with my lovers’ cunt.  Being as tender
as knew how so as not to startle her awake.

“Hmm...hmm...hmm,” I heard Mary’s high-pitched, very feminine sighs of her
waking desire for my ministrations on her quickly lubricating cunt.

I wrapped my arms under her thighs and rested my hands on her hips as I
nestled farther down into her blossoming flower; slurping and savoring
whatever lovely cunt cream my lover could give me.

Mary continued to sigh lightly as I maintained my slow, liquid love to her
cunt.  Her hands covered my own and held them firm, but not tight.  As if
she was just letting me know she was cognizant of our love and needed to
connect with me in ways other than my mouth on her lovely flower.

Her hips bucked-up very slowing, in rhythm with my kissing, “mmm...mmm,”
she sighed with needful desire.

I increased my pace the tiniest bit, and focused more attention on her
pretty pearl.

“Ooohhhhhhh,” my darling sighed ever so softly and her thighs and pelvis
trembled very softly.

I sensed that she climaxed gently, languidly, as I looked at her peaceful
face.  A contented smile, and flush with soft pink color.  Without opening
her eyes she held out her arms for me to join her.  Only after she kissed
her essence from my lips did she open her eyes.

“Good morning Kate,” She said lovingly, “will you wake me like that every
day for the rest of our lives?”

I melted into her shoulder as my darling hugged me close, “I love you
darling,” I whispered.

“I love you Kate,” Mary sighed as we both napped quietly; happy with
finding such tender, intense, uninhibited partners in each other.


Chapter XXXI

“Get up honey, I need to pee,” Mary whispered me awake, as she moved me
gently out of the way.

“Mary?” I stopped her.

“Yes Kate.”

I stood and took her hand and led her into the bathroom.  I stepped into
the tub and kneeled on the cold hard porcelain and looked towards the
ceiling and opened my mouth wide.

“Are you sure Kate?” Mary asked in a soothing, tender tone.

“Yes Mary, I want all of you,” I assured her, “I want to drink you.”

My lover stepped into tub, standing over me and she positioned her cunt on
my mouth, “You can stop any time you want Katie.  Are you ready?”

I nodded and then felt and tasted the first trickle of my lovers’ hot,
salty piss.  Her flow increased and I tried to swallow her gift, but after
the third or forth swallow I choked and gagged and her pee shot out of my
mouth and nose and all over her thighs and my face.  Mary just kept
pissing.  I opened my mouth and took more of her treat, but most of the
warm flow ended-up on my face and in my hair and running warmly across by
boobs.

Mary laughed out loud; little giddy giggles.  Her flow stopped as quickly
as it had started and she pulled me to my feet and kissed me as my
treasured lover, “You’re wonderful darling,” she reassured me.

“Do you need to pee?” Mary asked with a sly grin.

“Um Hmm,” I answered, thinking that she couldn’t possibly...but she lay on
her back in the tub and had me squat over her open mouth.

“Do it darling, give me your pee right in my mouth,” my darling, creative
lover demanded.

I watched her face--eyes closed tightly--as I started to pee into her
accepting mouth.  She swallowed some and let some overflow her mouth.  She
drank my piss happily.  She moaned as she tasted my warm urine until my
flow subsided.  She then raised her head slightly to kiss my pussy.

“NO! Please, I’m too sore,” I almost jumped straight into the air as her
well-intention mouth made contact with my raw pussy.

Mary and I were both a pissy mess as she turned on the hand sprayer in the
tub and rinsed both our bodies and the tub, “Do you need to poop hun?” she
asked very matter-of-factly.

“Um, yes I can try, but I usually need some coffee and ‘quiet time’ before
I think about that,” I was becoming completely familiar with this woman. 
I think it took my husband five years of living with me to ever
acknowledge that I actually shit in our bathroom.

She fondly dried me and helped me into a robe and then pushed me out the
bathroom door, “Darling, make some coffee and relax.  I’ll do my thing in
here and then we need to pay some attention to your nippies...we may have
overdone things in that department yesterday.”

I started a pot of coffee and cleaned-up the remnants of our late supper,
pushing the cart out into the hallway.  I started to make-up the bed but
noticed that the sheets on the side where Mary fucked me in
unconsciousness the night before were still very wet with my pee, so I
decided against it, ‘how embarrassing that I pissed myself,’ but my lovers
didn’t seem to mind.  I poured my first cup of coffee and sat on one of
the plush chairs facing our view.

‘If only everyday could be like this,’ I dreamed, ‘I’ve just had the most
amazing physical pleasure of my life, with the most sexually demanding and
uninhibited lover I could ever imagine...and I want more...I never want
this to end!’

‘And what about my best friend, Carolyn, what would I say to her.  Would
we still take our evening walk around the neighborhood?  Would she try to
fuck me as Mary warned, “She really likes to fuck straight women,” or
would she guide me through these uncharted waters as a trusted friend,’ my
mind was awash with questions that I could not answer.

I heard the toilet flush and my understanding lover call to me, “Kate,
will you please bring me a cup of coffee,” she shouted as I heard the
shower starting.

I did as Mary asked, but was still lost in thought, ‘What is going to
happen at work?  What happens when this weekend is over...will Mary still
want me?  And dear infatuated Leah, what do I do with her.’  I feared that
she could be indiscreet and cause me serious social or marital problems. 
And then the bright white light bulb went off over my head, ‘Stop
pretending and be what you are...be what you want to be!’

I carried Mary’s coffee into the steamy bathroom as she was finishing her
shower, “Mary, your coffee is here on the vanity darling.”

“Ok love, I’ll be out in a minute,” she sounded happy and confident.  If
she could lead me to release my sexual inhibitions, why can’t she help me
with my other fears and doubts?

‘Yes, I’d just lay bare my fears and trust this darling woman,’ I was
determined to realize my new pleasure and my new love.


Chapter XXXII

Mary came from her shower, looking pink and warm and refreshed.  She had a
towel wrapped around her head, coffee cup in hand, as she wore the thick,
white robe provided by the hotel; making her look like the goddess she is:
confident, happy, and very sexy.

“It’s all yours dear,” she instructed more than asked, “and Kate, we must
get your boobies healed, so call me when you’re done with your shower.”

“OK Mary”

I spent at least an hour in my private, steamy warm cocoon.  I examined my
nipples (that hurt terribly), my pussy (red and swollen...stinging with
every touch) and my bottom (sore, but still intact as I gingerly probed
the opening with my finger)

‘What wonderful torment,’ I thought of my lover ravishing my body.

I did my business and hopped into the shower.  I explored every part of my
new lesbian body, and found that although I was sore and tender, nothing
seems to be truly hurt or broken.

‘Oh goody...more fun for me,’ I chuckled, wondering what new adventures my
lover had in-store for today.

I guess Mary heard the shower shut off because she came into the bathroom
before I called to her.

“You poor darling, your nipples must ache and hurt,” she said in a most
matronly, kind way, “I’ll take care of my baby girl.”

My dear lover kindly removed the stretching devices from my nipples, and
in a most tender, and motherly fashion, washed and softly soothed my
tormented nubs with the treatments and lotions provided by Eli.  Mary
placed the stretchers into a cleaning solution and then added another
lotion to a long, thick needle and ran that through the holes in my
nipples, “This may sting a bit dear,” and it did.  She then started to
twist and tweak and pull my nipples, which became aroused very quickly, as
did my pussy.

“So lovely and long already,” She said as she replaced the stretchers into
my soothed nubs.

Mary instructed me to hop onto the vanity and spread my legs wide, as she
started to inspect my pussy and bum to ensure that everything was intact,
“saucy slut,” she said smiling broadly, as she held up two fingers thickly
coated in my excitement.  I giggled as she sucked the musky digits into
her mouth.  My darling then performed the same routine of applying various
lotions and healing solutions to my sore, chapped pussy and anus.

‘So lovely and gentle,’ I thought as I watched my dear lover tenderly care
for my body.

The phone rang as I was getting into my robe and wrapping my hair.

“Hello,” Mary answered it.

“Oh hi Shell,” Mary smiled at me.

“For five...oh really.”

“And I owe you ten bucks?” Mary’s eyes suddenly lit up with delight,
“you’re such a liar woman...for real...you are kidding...please tell me
you’re kidding...ok, ok I believe you.  Can she still walk,” Mary laughed.

“So it will be the three of you joining us for brunch then?” Mary’s mouth
was agape.

“Ok dear, see you then,” Mary hung up the phone.

“Well, Shelby and Chris seduced the girl from the restaurant and fucked
her silly.”

“Oh my god, I can’t believe...” I said in real shock as I cupped my hand
over my mouth.

Mary led me to the sofa while I imagined those two women having their way
with the slight young woman, “I can’t believe that.” I stammered.

“And here’s the punch line...Maddi WAS a virgin.  WAS...” Mary repeated,
“A real honest-to-god virgin,” Mary exclaimed while sitting on the sofa,
shaking her head in disbelief.

I shuddered slightly at the thought of the statuesque Shelby wearing a big
strap-on dildo like Mary’s and fucking the skinny young thing into
womanhood, ‘But her “big dick” would be much larger,’ I trembled as I
envisioned the cries of pain and passion coming from the frail young woman
as she was fucked into the tribe by a dominant lesbian.

My lust overwhelmed me as I dropped to my knees and opened my lover’s robe
and pressed my mouth to her hot cunt.  Her excitement of this news was as
great as mine...her cunt was positively flooded as I licked and suck her
inflamed lips.

“Wait,” Mary pulled my head from her loins, “get the big bottle of lube
from the dresser,” she panted.

I jumped up and retrieved the lubricating jelly and ran back to my
position at the feet of my darling Mommy, handing her the bottle.  She
poured a huge amount all over her exposed cunt and shoved a palm full into
her hole.

“Give me your right hand slut,” she was positively on fire as she poured
lube all over my hand and right forearm up to my elbow.

She forcibly grabbed my hand and positioned my fingers so they where tight
together and my thumb tucked into my palm.  She positioned my hand at her
cunt and started pumping my fingers into her hole; on the third thrust my
entire hand was in my darling’s cunt.

“Fuck it in slow baby girl,” Mary’s breathing was harsh and labored; her
face, neck and breast flush with her intense passion.  Her robe opened
completely to reveal that her large engorged, nipples were stretched
painfully taut, a good two inches from her tits, by the large, severe
stretchers she wore, “A little at a time slut.  That’s it, work it in
deeper,” She panted as she undulated her broad hips to allow her cunt to
open wider.

“C’mon baby, I want it all the way,” her hips pumped faster on my slippery
hand.

I was staring as my hand and forearm disappeared deeper and deeper in
Mary’s randy cunt hole, “Fuck this is hot,” I panted my own desire as I
was on the verge of climax.

“Do it baby, fuck mommy deeper,” she was groaning deep, guttural groans as
my hand pushed further into her hot hole.

“Ok there, stop.  Hold it there and lick my clit,” she ordered, “Oh yeah,
that’s it slut, that’s it.”

I loved my mommy’s dirty talk, ’talk harder mommy,’ I thought.  I was in
to about five inches below my elbow I noticed as I dipped my head to lick
my lover.  I climaxed slightly as the tip of my tongue contacted her sweet
erect clitoris.

“Stop licking,” she grabbed my hair and pulled my face from her after only
a few licks, “Start fucking, slow...that’s it...in...out...in...out.”

I slowly increased my pace with every thrust as Mary increased the rhythm
of her breathing and her instructions, “in...out...in...out.

“Harder...harder...harder,” The veins on the side of her neck were bulging
and pulsing and a large vein on her forehead appeared,
“Faster...harder...faster...harder,” she commanded as she stared me in the
eyes with blazing intensity.

My arm was all but a blur as I moved faster and faster.

“Punch it in me bitch. PUNCH MY FILTHY CUNT,” Screamed her depravity as
she grasped her nipples behind the bar that pierced them and started to
viciously stretch and release and stretch and release.  Her face grew
darker and darker. Her breathing more fierce and determined,
“FU...FU...FU...,” she could no longer say the words.  She was now a
sprinter racing for the finish line.

I rested my hand on her belly to steady myself and as I did my fingers
curling a bit as I bumped her cervix causing my arm to slip in her sloppy
hole a couple more inches.  I was terrified by my lovers’ intensity, but I
continued to have bursting little climaxes as I fucked Mary.

“OWE FUCK,” she screamed her pain as my arm stretched her impossibly
stretched hole even wider, “PUNCH IT BITCH...PUNCH IT,” she yelled as I
watched tears flow from her tightly clenched eyes.

I kept pummeling my fist into her hole.  I watched as she tortured her
already tortured nipples, and on the inward stroke of my hand she dug her
fingers more harshly into her nipples, stretched them as far as possible
and released.

Mary’s entire body started to convulse and quiver.  She brought her hands
to cover her eyes as she started sobbing tears of shame and joy and
release.  She wailed a continuous, high-pitched wail,
“OOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooo,” as her hips bucked harder onto my pumping arm.
 Every part of my lover trembled and convulsed as her vagina pulsed
open...wider...wider...wider...around my fucking hand.

As my motion slowed, she reached down and held my arm still inside her. 
She sobbed.  She shook all over.  She covered her face with her hands as
every muscle trembled; she cried out-loud; tears streaking her crimson
face; her breath short and sobbing; her lower lip quivering with the
uncontrolled movement of an ashamed child.  Her vaginal contractions came
to a slow, pulsing stop as my dear, beautiful, intense lover sobbed.  I
sat completely still and watched her, and after a few seconds I started to
cry with her.  We stayed that way for eternal minutes; my arm still and
resting snuggly inside her, and my left hand resting on her belly as we
both cried.

“Take it out slowly...please,” she whispered in a small embarrassed voice.

I did as she asked, and as my hand left her body, she renewed her sobbing.
 I watched my darling lover, and grew concerned that I had hurt her, but I
didn’t say a word.  I just watched and cried right along with her.  She
sniffled and sobbed for a few minutes, finally pulling her hands away from
her face and looking at me through bleary, teary, red eyes.  She raised
her arms for me to join her in a loving embrace, as we kissed the tears
from one another.  We stayed in a clutching embrace for over half an hour;
crying our joy of discovery and emotional need; whispering sobbed, “I love
yous,” over and over.

“Did I do it right Mary?” I asked earnestly.

“Ha,” she sobbed, “Yes darling, you did it so right.”

And we hugged, sobbing happily as the epiphany of our circle for lesbian
desire closed.  We were no longer objectified lovers, but emotionally in
love with a soul mate of wanton depravity, lust, and sexual adventure.



----End Part VIII of GFBM-----

And who says suburbia is a cultural wasteland.

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