Calico Gets Her Pipes Reamed
She was named Callie when she was born, but as her baby blonde hair grew out and was replaced by tri-color blonde, brunette, and red, her grandfather took to calling her Calico, and it stuck. Now, at 26, Calico kept her namesake hair cropped short in the back and around her ears, but long and full, on top.
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The quiet knock on Calico's bedroom door woke her before Granny-Aunt opened it, saying, "The plumber is here. Tall and quite good looking. Thought you might want to know before deciding if you're going to put any clothes on over that horny cunt of yours, slut."
She winked and left, closing the door behind her.
Calico rolled over and groaned. The drain in Granny-Aunt's en suite bathroom had been clogged for three days. The regular plumber had been putting her off, but evidently finally decided to show up.
Calico laid back, letting her hands snuggle under the warm blankets; one finding a nipple the other spreading and caressing her pussy. Mike, the plumber was one of her favorite fuck buddies.
African-American and some 5 feet 8 inches tall, the memory of his bright eyes and wide smile warmed her breasts. And when she recalled watching that smile disappearing between her legs, her fingers moved faster on her clit.
She often masturbated while reminiscing about the many times she gave herself to him; his fingers in her pussy as he sucked her clit, or the taste of his cum sliding down her throat, or whenever he penetrated her hungry cunt, pumping hard and deep, his sweaty chest sliding over her small, sensitive nipples.
Calico's well-practiced fingers and erotic memories drove her to a quick, intense, orgasm. She smiled, deciding Granny-Aunt was right. Underwear certainly wasn't necessary. She wasn't going to waste any time with foreplay or seduction. Pulling on a "Dangerous Girls" t-shirt and scooping a last finger full of cum from her cunt to her mouth, Calico strolled toward Granny-Aunt's bedroom.
As she entered, she quickly noticed Granny-Aunt had activated the two bedroom cameras she used to record her sexual exploits to sell on the internet; one on top of the dresser, pointing toward the bathroom, and one over the bathroom door angled toward the bed. Calico felt her pussy tighten. This was going to be fun.
She saw the thick denim-covered legs angling from the bathroom door, Mike obviously on his back with his head under the sink.
She stood, straddling his legs, lifting the t-shirt and spreading the lips of her pussy with her fingers.
"Hey there, good looking. Bring that talented mouth to my cunt and drive me wild!"
The plumber slid from under the sink. It was not Mike. It was a woman, broad shouldered, blonde hair wrapped in a dew rag, with a big bust, and solid hips. "Well, ok, hon. If you say so."
Before Calico could react, the plumber grabbed her calves with strong hands yanking her forward, pressing the smaller woman's clit onto her tits.
"Were you expecting someone else, Little One, and are you still offering?"
The way she called Calico "Little One" made her feel tiny and protected. Warm droplets fell from her pussy onto the plumber's shirt.
"I'm called Calico."
Again, she spread the lips of her pussy, opening the moist pink flesh to the plumber's gaze.
"I'm Adrian," she said in a gentle voice that seemed contrary to her brash behavior. "And I am going to love eating your pussy."
Adrian pulled Calico forward as she slid herself down. Her eyes sparked with excitement, looking up from under Calico's labia.
Calico squealed when Adrian's tongue plunged into her exposed cunt. She rocked back, pushing her clit onto the other woman's mouth.
Adrian's long fingers gripped Calico's ass, spreading her cheeks and pulling her tighter. Calico leaned back, exposing her clit while groping behind her for the large tits.
Adrian pushed against her butt, easily lifting Calico off of her.
