This short story is a follow on from Krissy's Holiday in the Far East, so read that first if you want the full picture. It is always intriguing what happens after a brief fling, though we so rarely get to find out. I thought a juicy follow up was well deserved.
A couple of months after Krissy's return from Bangkok, a letter arrived for her. This was a rarity nowadays, so much correspondence taking place on e-mail rather than on paper. This was a flashback to the old days, a lovely woven envelope and folded A4 sheets of good quality paper to match. There was even a slight scent to the note.
Eagerly opening the envelope, Krissy checked out who and where it had come from. It was a pleasant surprise to read Maggie's name at the bottom of the page and see an address from an area she occasionally visited further south. Krissy noted that this surely opened the door to a repeat performance some day. She read on;
'Dear Krissy,
I hope you are keeping well and that life is continuing to be as adventurous as you desire and certainly seem to enjoy. It was fantastic to meet you and Julia of course, at the Oriental. You don't need me to tell you how much I enjoyed everything that we did together. I guess it would be safe for me to say Sara felt the same way.
Anyway, my thanks continue for your having opened my eyes to a whole new wonderful world of sexy possibilities. I thought it only fair that I should fill you in on what I have been up to since we parted, and I have no doubt you will be pleased to know my experimenting did not stop once I left Bangkok.
Sara has been regularly staying with me at weekends. My place is in the centre of town, so it's an easy excuse to her mother that she is going to crash over at my place when she is going out at the weekends. My sister thinks it is great that Sara and I are such good friends now and how much closer we seem to be since our holidays. God, she would die if she knew what we are really getting up to!
Sara is proving to be quite to dominant one in our new relationship, which is fine by me, if still a little strange, but then fucking your niece or rather my niece fucking me is never really going to be normal.
Some Fridays, she has turned up and never bothered going out, preferring to just have some fun with me instead. I have to make sure I am well groomed and made up for her, as typical of a 19 year old who thinks she knows it all, she has said she only wants to fuck me if I look good enough to share my bed with her gorgeous body -- cheeky minx, but I don't mind.
If it is just the two of us, the sex tends to start almost as soon as she is through the door. Last week she made me kneel in front of her in the hallway and lick her out with her just a yard inside the door! She reckoned she had gotten horny on the way over and needed a first release straight away.
Don't worry though; I am getting plenty of orgasms myself. Almost just the feel of her firm body sends me close to the edge. The best ones are where she uses the strap on she made me buy and fucks me hard. Jesus, sometimes she can be brutal with that thing! I love it though. Perhaps getting fucked this way helps me imagine I am not quite some fully fledged dyke just yet...
She has let me use it on her a couple of times, but most of the time I am on the receiving end. After I've cum, she makes me lick her sodden pussy until she cums herself. It never takes long by this stage to take her to the first one, though it is rare that she limits herself to just that, greedy little bitch -- many is the time that I am kept down there for ages, making her cum with my tongue and fingers on clit, pussy and even in her ass.
Sara is so beautiful and young I know that she will never just rely on me for sex. There is a boyfriend of sorts, though he seems to be more for appearances than anything else and I know for sure she is fucking other men. I'll tell you how.
A couple of weeks back she arrived at my place, made me bring her off in the most matter of fact way, then announced she was going out. I watched her head out in the tightest of mini-dresses, clearly not wearing underwear, the taste of her pussy still fresh on my lips. I thought to myself that she was going out to pull and how right I was.
Sometime after one I heard her come back, a man's voice accompanying her own. I stole a quick peek through the slightly open door and was surprised to see her with a guy in his early forties, handsome and well dressed. It wasn't long before the noises from the double room next to my own told me what they were up to. Her older lover was clearly up to the mark judging by the cries and moans Sara was giving off. It was all I could do to not rub myself into oblivion listening to it.
A couple of hours later I heard him leave. What happened next took me by surprise. Sara didn't go back to her room to sleep -- she came into mine naked and brazen.
'Did you hear what a great fuck that guy was? He was pretty much your age Maggie and he knew what to do. God I love older men. Getting old won't be so bad if I can keep finding guys like him.' She continued 'Did you play with yourself Maggie, listening to your young niece getting fucked senseless by that man? Did you want to know what his cock felt like?'
At that point she walked over to me, spread my legs and prodded at my pussy.
'Jesus Maggie, you have given that some abuse tonight you dirty cow. What was it that got you so hot -- thinking of his big hard cock or my soft wet pussy? You needn't miss out -- get a look at this' at which she propped one leg up on the bed and thrust her cunt towards into my view.
I don't usually like the word cunt, but that summed up exactly what I was looking at. This was no feminine pussy -- what was in front of me was swollen and red, bloated with blood that had filled the lips with the hammering she had just had. Add to that the spunk that was oozing out of it and was sprayed around, sticking to the small tuft of dark hair that she sports above her slit. It was probably one of the sexiest things I have ever seen.
What was demanded of me I knew without asking. I pulled her towards my mouth and tasted both of them, his cum and her juices. It was fantastic. I was taken aback by how much sperm was inside Sara. She registered my surprise. 'That is three loads in there -- he was quite special and I think was ready to unload big time.' Her slutty confession served only to turn me on even more. The night would carry on much longer for both of us and continue the next day.
My lusting hasn't been limited to Sara though. Clearly I have developed a thing for young women (and the occasional older one). I find myself staring at them in the street or in the bars on nights out. One in particular caught my eye at my office. Lucy was a relatively new starter, a graduate who looked like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth, long dark hair, pale skin set off with beautiful big green eyes and a lovely innocent smile.
I guessed that under her work suit she would be the owner of a pair of delicious small tits. When I caught a glimpse down her blouse at her desk and the small conical tits almost made me cum on the spot. She couldn't possibly have known the effect she was having on me or what wicked thoughts were running through my mind as we chatted about some project work I had delegated to her.
It wasn't hard for me to find excuses to chat to her regularly and find out all about her. No boyfriend at the moment, lives with her folks, eager to progress at work, serious about her career and whilst not exactly a virgin, not worldly wise either. It was easy for me to create the opportunity to ask her round to mine after work to go through some papers with the 'reward' of a bite to eat afterwards at my expense.
When it was clear that the work would run on a little, I suggested that she crashed over at my place and to ring her folks to say she was okay. Lucy seemed delighted with the offer, I suspect because it was a chance to get closer to the management, but that was fine by me.
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