Author's Notes:
This is a stroke story, so if that isn't your sort of thing, this is your warning. This is more or less a true story, although I've naturally had to put a little artistic license in there. I can't really know exactly what's going on in someone else's head, or see everything at once.
The Lynn and Lee stroke tales will eventually build into a greater story, putting into words the experiences and fantasies I've shared with my Baileykins over the years. The names have been changed, naturally, and I decided to put these stories in third person, as first comes out sounding like Penthouse Letters when I write it.
For Anonymous, who said my notes came off pretentious in First Anal, please note the slight change to "when I write it" *laugh* I'm knocking neither first person, nor stroke stories.
Hope you like it
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Lynn's arms, curled around Angela's legs, with the palms against the blonde's inner thighs, tightened their grip. Nearly to her peak, Angela's body writhed under the redhead's flashing tongue. Lynn moaned into Angela's folds, wiggling her head back and forth to add to the stimulation.
Angela's gasps grew louder, their pitch increasing steadily with the volume. Her hips bucked up toward Lynn's mouth, and her eyes closed tightly. Perched on the edge, she cried out, "Oh god -- yes! Oh god -- YES!" The final word transformed into a loud scream of release, as Angela's orgasm took hold of her.
"Mmm hmm," Lynn moaned loudly into Angela's quivering sex. The redhead kept up the pressure, keeping Angela coming, lapping up the flow of her juices. Finally, Angela could take no more, and pushed Lynn away with a pained scream.
Lynn pulled back, revealing a stream of creamy white juices dribbling to the bed below, from Angela's smooth-shaven sex, which the blonde quickly covered with her hands. Angela curled up into a fetal position, holding her hands tight over her sex, panting for breath, and twitching from aftershocks.
Lynn licked her lips, stroking Angela's firm bottom with one hand. Lynn's other hand pulled the cream on her chin to her lips. A particularly powerful jolt ran through Angela's body, snapping her out flat again. She looked up at her redheaded lover, moaned, and then chuckled sensually. Still panting for breath, Angela crooked her finger, motioning for Lynn to come to her.
The two women kissed passionately, Angela's tongue lapping up her own juices from Lynn's face. When they at last broke from the kiss, Lynn said, "Wave bye-bye."
Angela looked into the camera, her already flushed face turning an even brighter shade of red, and waved -- teasing her small, pink nipple with the other hand. Lynn leaned down into the frame, blowing a kiss, and then the image went dark.
Adjusting his throbbing erection beneath his underwear, Lee said, "You're evil. You know that, don't you?"
Lynn laughed, and picked up the remote, to turn off the television. "Sorry, you were at work, and we just sort of got excited. We haven't seen each other in years -- let alone anything else."
Lee joined in the laughter, "I could tell. I knew I should have stayed home last night."
"I did tape it for you," Lynn pouted, twirling a strand of her auburn hair around one finger. "You always say that you can't wait to see me licking pussy."
"Mmm hmm -- thank you. What am I going to do with this, though?" Lee slipped down the waistband of his underwear, revealing his throbbing erection.
"I have some ideas," Lynn said with a smile, and leaned down to engulf him in her mouth.
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Lee walked in from work the next morning, finding Lynn watching television in the bedroom. He asked, "Anything fun for me to watch this morning?"
Lynn shook her head, but turned and smiled at him. "I do have presents for you, though. You got me this beautiful necklace -- just because -- so I wanted to do something for you."
"You don't have to, you know?"
"Yes I do," Lynn protested. "Go get in the shower, and make sure you shave." Glancing at his crotch, she added, "Down there too."
Lee twitched his eyebrows at her, and the couple shared a laugh. He kissed her, gathered up his clothes, and went into the bathroom. The moment he stepped into the shower, Lynn set the next step of her plan in motion.
Lee stepped out of the shower, a short while later. Once he'd toweled off, he pulled on a clean pair of briefs -- not really anticipating they would be on long -- and walked into the bedroom again.
He smiled when he saw Lynn, dressed in his favorite babydoll. She had put her hair up in tails, and she was sucking seductively on a lollipop. "Mmm, I think I have something better for you to suck on," he teased.
Letting the sucker pop from her lips, Lynn said, "Oh, I don't know about that, this is pretty good."
"You look so sexy. You know I love you in that," Lee said, slipping into the bed with her.
"That's the first part of your present. The second is on the table," Lynn said, while rubbing her fingers over the bulge in his briefs.
Looking, Lee saw an envelope on the table. He picked it up and opened it, his eyes going wide with surprise. "Carlin tickets? I thought the show was sold out. How did you get them?"
"I wore a top that really showed of my boobies, and a short skirt. I charmed them out of that guy at the pawnshop, who has a crush on me. He was going to sell them, and try to make some money off them, since he couldn't go, but I got them cheap."
"I
love
you," Lee responded. He put down the envelope, and kissed Lynn. When she kissed him back, it was obvious she wanted far more than a peck, and he responded accordingly.
When they broke from the kiss, Lee asked, "So, you said that was the second part of my present... You sort of sounded like there was more..."
Licking her lips, Lynn said, "Mmm hmm." She beckoned with her finger, and Lee leaned in to kiss her again, ready to unwrap the babydoll from his third present.
He got a surprise when he felt arms wrap around him from behind, breasts pressing against his back, and a soft set of lips kissing his neck. Pulling away from Lynn's lips, he turned to see Angela leaning over his shoulder.
Angela pulled him toward her, kissing him hard, and reaching down to wrap her fingers around his erection. She moaned into the kiss, feeling him pulse beneath her fingertips.
"There's your third present, but you have to share," Lynn laughed mischievously.