Pale White Pussy Pt 02

Be sure to read the 1st Installment of this Series, "Pale, White Pussy", to find the storyline, characters, time period and connection to this 2nd Part of the Series. BE SURE TO VOTE after Reading, this is really what we authors work so hard to earn!

Walter Mitty was now looking backwards into how he had become Transfixed with PALE, WHITE PUSSY! Twenty (20) years earlier he had become mesmerized by the hypnotic spell that Queen Aphrodite had put on him in her "Twilight Zone of Mirrors".

Queen Aphrodite had seduced Walter in her 'Chamber of Mirrors" where he had fucked her deliciously under the constant mirror reflection of wall-to-wall replay. During that by-gone tryst, Walter had become entranced in the pale, white beauty of his alabaster hostess.

Now, many years later, Walter has had plenty of time to reminisce about the sexual joys & erotic fulfillment that he has enjoyed in the pursuit of Pale, White Pussy! In his Elder glory, he is still the studly, cock-hound that he always was, but at this point in time he has the experiences, the wisdom and "the Notches on his Belt" to look back and relish his transformation into a "Pale, White, Pussy freak!

Though greyer that he previously was, Walter still projects the stature of a 5'11' foot, athletic specimen. Upwards to 212 lbs., he maintains his stout, muscular physique, with a slim waist, bulging biceps, firm pectoral muscles and solid hamstring muscles.

After his earlier "baptism" into the realm of Pale, White Pussy, Walter has relocated from the deep South of Atlanta, Georgia, up to the Upper-Peninsula region of Michigan. There he has taken a job with an area hospital as a Patient-Ambassador.

During the early orientation period of his employment in the hospital, Walter spies out a lovely, pale, white, strawberry blonde! Her name is Samantha! And she is the next beautiful, alabaster-skin-toned goddess to cross tracks with Walter.

As a new employee in the hospital, Walter is prone to arriving early each morning to the hospital to prevent any instances of tardiness or delayed arrival. He scopes out Miss Samantha early each morning at the hospital Time-Clock, where they both await the precise moment to "punch-the-clock" to start their respective work shifts.

Unbeknownst to Miss Samantha, Walter has been "peeping her out" from the very moment that he has encountered her in the hallway corridors of the large, metropolitan hospital. She is a tall, 5'9' regal beauty, with smokey, pale, white skin and reddish-brown freckles! Her floral blue hospital smock does no justice in hiding her two huge tits that are constantly bouncing and jiggling inside of her work uniform.

Walter, ever the distinguished gentleman, never lets on that he is "scoping out" this new Pale, White Pussy, even as the two new work colleagues are starting and beginning their workday. Initially, he must size-up this Princess and determine the best, most appropriate, "romantic" approach to engage her acquaintance.

By the third day of their "early morning" engagement, Walter has decided that a respectful, courteous greeting is the best angle to employ to break the ice between these newly situated sexual contenders. "Good Morning" Walter offers to his pale, white, mistress,,,,,,, "I really like your early morning smile" he says!

Blushing and grinning at his attention,,,,,,, the lovely, young madam replies, "You are quite the refreshing presence yourself." To which Walter responds, "I hope that I can see more of you throughout our time together here at the hospital."

Routinely they part, each heading in a different direction inside the hospital, after punching-in on the time-clock, he to Patient Relations and her to the Radiology Department. Smitten by his good fortune and timely wit, Walter strides to his work station confident that has made a successful "triggering" of a prospective entanglement with a lustful, busty, well built, pale, white piece of pussy!

Working in the Patient's Relationships Department takes Walter on routine and regular errands throughout the entirety of the medical facility. Always being prepared for any chance encounters, he explores, searches, and is on his most alert standing in hopes that he might run into Miss Samantha sometime during the regular workday.

Providently, his chance to continue his amorous pursuits of his new colleague with the bulbous, bouncing tits comes sooner than he could ever have prophesized. There in the hospital corridor, a short jaunt from his workplace, Walter spies Samantha pushing a patient in a wheelchair into the Radiology Dept. Running up to her transporting, he calls out to her and asks if she has a moment.

Projecting a bright smile, with her beaming clean white teeth, and her fire engine red, painted lips, Samantha springs forward to meet her newest work partner with an eager, "Y-E-S!"

"I don't mean to be unduly forward or inappropriately 'fresh', but I was curious to ask, are you married, or currently engaged in a committed relationship," asks Walter. To which her response was, "NO, I am not committed to any male suitors at this point in time in my life."

Being totally shocked by her reply, Walter proceeds to offer Samantha a copy of his professional business card suggesting that she call him if she might be interested in communicating outside of their workplace and on her free time. With a beaming smile spread all across her face, Samantha accepts Walter's card and says that she will consider his proposition.

Spinning to turn and get back to his hospital errands, Walter too is beaming in the knowledge that he has made a successful launch of his efforts to secure a new Pale, White Piece of Pussy! And now the Dark, Chocolate hospital attendant was off plotting his next move in the pursuit of his young, comely, alabaster misses

As a middled-aged, divorced, bachelor, Walter Mitty lived the first four (4) decades of his life without any sexual experience with Pale, White females. In fact, it was his indoctrination with Queen Aphrodite, back in Atlanta that had introduced him to the erotic pleasures of "Chocolate & Vanilla" mixing and it was this scrumptious previous exposure that had spoiled him away from any other combination of "sexual intermixture."

Now, poised to spring into his second "mind-paralyzing" sexual engagement, Walter Mitty was next wondering what it would take to unleash the trappings of the human wardrobe so that he could strip off the clothing and imbibe, suckle, fondle and caress the beautiful, feminine assets of Miss Samantha! He was totally enthralled with her long, flowing, strawberry blonde locks, her plump and toned mammary boobs, her slim, petite physique and her beautiful icy-blue eyes!

Miss Samantha was a regal Princess. She possessed long, prominent brown eyelashes, with the most pouty, full, pink lips and dainty small hands and feet. From the casual slippers that she wore with her regular blue, hospital uniform it was apparent that she maintained an eye-catching red shade of nail polish on her pretty, tiny fingers and toes.

Walter was extremely anxious at the hope of receiving a telephone call from his newest Pale, White, Goddess when he was by his lonesome in the evenings after he had returned home from his work shift. But two or three evenings passed by with no contact or connection with Miss Samantha. He was starting to worry that his earlier optimism might have been unrealistic.

At the five (5) day mark, Walter began to avoid the typical routes through the hospital corridor that he had previously been traveling out of his fear of rejection and dismissal by Princess Samantha. He had started to wonder if it had been a good idea to make romantic/sexual advances at his place of employment, especially in this "Me Too" environment!

On the sixth (6th) day after he had made his "Don Juan" maneuvers on Miss Samantha, Walter had fully taken to walking totally different routes on his daily assignments in fear that he might suffer a complete "Facial Dismissal" from the Pale, White Pussy of his newfound fascinations. And then, miraculously, as if pre-ordained from above, Samantha and Walter were once again walking face-to-face towards one another in the same hospital corridor!

Poised and ready for the negative, Walter bolstered himself for their certain engagement and steadied himself for the worse! BUT,,,,,,,, to his complete amazement, Princess Samantha waltzed right up to him and extended out to him a small piece of paper. "Here", she said, "This is my Cell Phone Number, I didn't feel comfortable making the first contact, I'd much rather that you call me first".

Relieved and aroused, Walter proceeded to ask Miss Samantha if she would like to have dinner the upcoming Friday night at the neighborhood 'Red Lobster' spot after they had gotten home and cleaned themselves up after they got off work. Demurring, she said, "Call Me, We'll Discuss It."

Recognizing that he was "back in the game", Walter made all of the necessary arrangements and went home after work on Friday and really 'gammed' himself up! Walter was a stylish dresser, and he switched that night into his best Ralph Lauren dinner jacket, Greg Norman's slacks and Gucci men's loafers.

For her part the gorgeous, blue-eyed, blonde haired, voluptuous, wide-hipped and plump assed Samantha made her appearance that Friday night in a lovely, colorful Cartier cheeky, mini-cut, short sarong, with matching bikini panties underneath, and coordinated floral-print bra. She sported a Calvin Klein, slit-front (exposing much cleavage) and backless halter top with Michael Kors 4 'Inch' heels, toe-strapped, black zippered, black suede uppers with leather insoles. SHE WAS H-O-T!!!

As it was a warm August night in Michigan, the decked-out pair leisurely dined on shrimp & lobster and only minimally indulged in the alcoholic-libation after their meals. During the dessert/confection period the newly attached couple indulged themselves with the Banana Cheesecake with Caramel Sauce & Pecans!

Not wanting to push his luck after such a spectacular Dining & Conversational engagement, Walter inquired of Miss Samantha where might be a good, after dinner destination that they might visit as the night was still young. To his extreme delight and erotic surprise, the Pale, White Princess suggested that as her son was still residing in her home, she would be perfectly comfortable with stopping by Walter's apartment to enjoy a nightcap and continue their dialogue.

Straining to keep his long, striated, muscular Cock-Bone unrecognized, Walter used his unneeded menu placard to hide and shield his growing erection and distinctive bulge which was running down the length of his thigh! Gathering his posture up from his booth-bench he reached for Miss Samantha's hand and the randy pair proceeded to their outside automobiles.

Now, Walter had to really apply his "Man-Cave" in-door strategy as to how he was going to handle this fortuitous opportunity with his newest PALE. WHITE Piece of PUSSY! It had been many months since Walter had the opportunity to disrobe and disassemble a pale, white, creature of the loveliness of Princess Samantha.

To be sure, Samantha was of Scandinavian descendent, with shiny, reddish-blonde, waist-length hair, with a thick, curvaceous set of hips, and huge jugular titties which hung from her chest like goblets of full ballons! It was all that Walter could do to simply disguise his leaking, drooling, veiny, mushroom-pipe, cock which was oozing spunk inside his pants.

Upon arrival at his bachelor's pad, Walter finally found the testosterone-induced confidence to begin to assert the "Lady-Killer" instinct that he had always exhibited in intimate settings like the one that he and his newest amore were about to embark upon. Waltzing into the apartment, Walter immediately seized Princess Samantha's Evening Purse & her Car Keys and placed them securely on the inside lampstand inside of the front door of his abode.

And with gusto & panache, Walter instantly gathered the PALE, WHITE PUSSY, in his arms and directly proceeded to embrace the lusciousness of Samantha's ruby-red lips and the curvature of her deliciously wide-hips and the 'PAWG' ass of the Goddess! In an equally brisk motion, Walter parted the cleavage of the promiscuously sparse halter top and out jumped two (2) of the biggest, most bulbus, most jugular, pale, white tits this side of the North Pole.

Walter was 'mesmerized'! Again, he was in the presence of a Pale, White, Temptress capable of jettisoning his mind into the stratosphere of 'interracial lust'! She was a pure, blemish-free, alabaster, mountain of un-touched White Snow! Prestine in her beauty and perfect in her bulging bosom and blonde pubic hair!

By now, Walter had stripped his consenting shotgun partner "Butt-Ass-Naked"! And with all the purity of nature, there Samantha stood, naked as a 'Jay-Bird' in the front, livingroom apartment of her newly engaged job partner. Ever the 'Tits Man' that he was, Walter was palming and sucking and gobbling on the eraser-size nipples of Samantha's gorgeous PALE. WHITE Innocence and stroking her pussy petals feverishly!

And with each aroused oral ingestion, Walter injected his groping fingers into the copious cavern of Samantha's oozing, sopping wet, blonde-haired pussy. And as he did, she purred and moaned with each stroke and glide of Walter's fat, Black fingers down into her sloppy, wet cunt!

In his front living area, Walter Mitty realized that he had once again been blessed by the 'Love Gods from Above', to now for a second time in his life, be graced with the regular and steady joys of enjoying a steady diet of "PALE, WHITE PUSSY!!!

Several months later, Goddess Samantha and Mr. Mitty were found to be enjoying the many manifold pleasures of Oral, Anal, Public (Out-Of-Doors), Hardcore, Fetish-Driven, P.O.V., Voyeuristic, B.D.S.M., Bondage, and Ball-Sucking Sex!!! For his part, Walter is thrilled to imagine what other opportunities for PALE, WHITE PUSSY will potentially come his way in the future! STAY TUNED!!!

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