Cecilia

by Holley

Cecilia, I just love saying that name, I said it over and over again as I rode on the bus to her house. Being in public had dictated that I kept myself covered to preserve some kind of decency but I'd been anxious to show her what I had to offer.

The bus stopped and as I went to get down from the last step a little breeze caught my skirt and lifted it showing the lady bus driver the curve of my backside and the colour of my panties. Quite a thrill for me to accept her compliments as she'd said “what a hot little arse girly” but she'd blushed when I turned to her and blew her a kiss. Being so low down and she so high up had shielded my face from the other passengers so what had passed between us had been in privacy. Even if it had been in public or not it hadn't stopped her from pursing her lips at me letting me know that a kiss would be welcome.

I hadn't come this way to entertain a bus driver though; I'd come to entertain Cecilia. As I'd walked those last few yards to her house my imagination had been hard at work picturing what she had in store for me or perhaps what I could do for her. Should I let her get at me straight away or should I let her stew or then again should I go straight for her and give her an almost instantaneous orgasm. Each little scenario had its appeal so I'd just given my imagination a rest and decided to let everything happen without any predetermined desires.

I could have opened the door and walked straight in, I could have gone around the back of the house and caught her unawares or, which I did do, I rang the doorbell and before she could open the door I opened my jumper so she'd be able to see my bust in all its glory. The blouse was open as far as I'd dared and the bra was giving me maximum push up. I decided I'd ring the bell and in the few seconds I waited for her to open the door I breathed in as deeply as I could to set my pulse racing a little. That made my breasts move about, only up and down, but it was sufficient for her to gulp as she saw them.

It took her several moments for her to do or say anything but when she did the first thing was to gulp as she almost swallowed her tongue. As I'd entered I'd pushed the door shut and holding her arms I'd given her a nice kiss. I'd been a bit disappointed though as she wasn't particularly dressed up but I soon found out when I led her to the kitchen. Fortunately I hadn't said much on the way from the door to the kitchen and perhaps, as it had turned out, it had been a good job because there was another woman sat there at the table with a cup almost to her mouth. Seeing me she'd almost dropped the cup, as it must have appeared that I entered the kitchen tits first with the rest of the body behind them.

Her first instinct had been to put the cup down and brush her hair back from her face with her hand sort of prettying herself up. She was nice. No, not just nice, she was very nice. Blonde hair now swept back from her face, lips just a little fuller than most other women and a cute dimple in her chin. Now, the day certainly had promise what with Cecilia and now with this very nice looking blonde. Cecilia did the honours and introduced me to her. Her name was Sadie, what an awful name for such a delicious looking woman but at that moment I hadn't cared; I'd walked straight around the table and without a hint of embarrassment I'd leaned forward and kissed her on her lips. No shyness about me, I'd leaned forward ensuring that she could see almost all of my breasts. When the kiss ended, I'd timed the ending, I hadn't moved away too quickly; I'd waited until her eyes had travelled down to my almost entirely exposed breasts. Her eyes had lingered there for more than just a few seconds and I'd felt very pleased with myself knowing that another woman was now lusting over me. I loved the expression in her eyes when I let her know, with just a smile, that I knew she'd been staring at my breasts. The smile was also intended to let her know that I liked her looking too.

Moving away from the table and Sadie I'd kissed Cecilia with more than just the kind of kiss a niece gives her aunt and at the same time my hands had held her arms in a very possessive way. During the kiss I'd let my eyes turn to Sadie and yes, she was interested. Boldly I'd sat at the table and asked Cecilia, couldn't call her auntie if I proposed to fuck her shortly, for a cup of tea or coffee too. Leaning forward on the table so that my breasts were pushed up even more I'd struck up a conversation with Sadie as though I was her equal in age but it hadn't seemed to bother her when I asked her a little about herself. She hadn't revealed too much, not that I was particularly interested, I was more interested in getting Cecilia a bit jealous, she knew damned well that I was leaning forward deliberately.

I didn't know how long Sadie would be there but it soon became obvious that Cecilia wanted her out of the house as quickly as possible; whatever it was they'd been talking about was soon forgotten and Sadie was ushered out of the door quite quickly. Not before we'd kissed again and said all the usual things like “I hope to see you again soon, been lovely to meet you etc.” and I'd taken one more deep breath to let her catch another glimpse of my almost naked breasts.

Continuing in my teasing mood I'd said Sadie's lovely isn't she but Cecilia wasn't in the mood for talking about a friend she was more in the mood for me. Her eyes had lit up when the door had closed behind Sadie and she'd quickly moved across the room to where I was stood but reading her mind I sat down on the far side of the table where Sadie had been sat. Yum, I could feel the heat from where her bottom had been. Then, there had been a predicament, obviously Cecilia wanted me but had she had any experience with a girl at all? I didn't really know but I thought it was more than likely that if she had me I'd be her first girl, certainly I'd never heard any whispers about her being 'that way inclined'.

So, I'd taken matters in to my own hands and getting up from the table I'd moved around to where she was stood and asked her quite softly if she wanted to fuck me or whether she'd prefer me to fuck her. She hadn't responded right away, I think my boldness startled her, but the look of horror on her face confirmed to me that I'd definitely be her first. Now I was really being tested because as you know yesterday I was fucked silly by two ten year old girls and loved every minute of the way they did it. Usually my style was to have my way with older women and this is how it should have been then. But, and it's a big but, I'd thought if this was to be Cecilia's first time I'd better coach her so pulling her to me and lifting my lips to hers I'd said don't you think you'd better do something about the situation here. With that I'd opened my mouth and as we moved together I'd said “imagine it's your husbands mouth that's approaching yours and kiss me that way. I immediately regretted that statement because my uncle, as I've told you before, is an arsehole. To cover my mistake I pulled her head down much more fiercely than I intended, but at least it covered everything up, and our lips had met. Goodness, she'd been so hungry for love that I thought she was going to break me in two she held me to her that hard. My tongue coaxed hers into stroking me and letting out little sounds of passion so she'd know that I was ready. To help myself during her learning stage I was frankly thinking about yesterday and the rather special fucking I got from the girls. If Cecilia could match that I'd be over the moon.

Stepping back from her I'd said “now, it's time you took me to bed Cecilia” and as I'd turned I'd taken her hand and walked towards the stairs and as we mounted them my bottom was swaying like a tree in the wind and I'd placed her hand on it. Halfway up I'd stopped so that I was much higher than her and I took the lead drawing her to the point where she wouldn't be able to stop even if she wanted to. My lips were practically eating hers and I don't know if she'd been aware of it but her hand was inside my blouse and whilst we were kissing I was muttering encouraging words to her. “Oh fuck Cecilia, hold my tit harder darling” to which she'd responded only to find that one squeeze was all she got for the time being. I'd taken her hand out of my blouse and turned around swaying my way up the rest of the stairs.

Quite obviously she hadn't given any thought to what she was going to do with me and I'd have to take the lead. I wasn't going to fuck her, she was going to do that to me, but I'd been able to see that I would have to drag her along the way until such time as she was more relaxed. Along side the bed I'd shivered like a little girl who knew that I was going to get it and as a preliminary to the sex act I asked her to be gentle with me. What a joke, I'd fucked several women of her age before and would do again and I'd also been fucked by younger girls and loved it. Does that mean I'm a 'swinger'?

Taking her hand in mine I'd asked her if she couldn't see how much I wanted 'it'? I'd slid her hand inside my blouse but at the same time asking her to unfasten me like she'd like her husband to unfasten her blouse. To ensure I got what I thought I wanted her to do I held her hand and guided it inside not just my blouse but inside my bra too. I'd led her hand to my nipple giving her a nice little sigh as she touched it making her think that this was all her own idea. Another little whisper that had asked her to take my blouse off slowly to tease me and as she'd started to slide my blouse off my shoulders I'd slipped my fingers in front of me and unclipped my bra and so, they both came off together. I'd given her a little 'shudder' as though she'd got me so aroused that I was hers completely although I was the orchestra leader leading her to where I wanted her. I'd heaved my body up so that I could ease her lips down to my breasts and guide her to my nipple, which by now of course was like a bullet, for her to suck.

It had been her turn to sigh, quite obviously the way she was attacking my nipple told me it was the first one she'd ever sucked one. When I guided her to the other one and she found that one swollen too she'd been over the moon sucking and licking like crazy. Whilst she was so excited with playing with my tits one of my hands had slid beneath her skirt and had touched her on the pussy. She'd moved her hips forward at that making sure that her pussy lips were pressed quite tightly against my fingers. I went into one of those little girly things like “no, we shouldn't” but all the time my fingers were pressing ever harder against her pussy. I managed to pull away and said that I'd love to see her dressed up for me too thinking that if we stopped now and I got her dressed in something 'nice' then the sex afterwards would be sensational. However, I'd opened the tiger's cage and there would be no stopping her. Mind you, the resultant fuck was lovely but it had needed a little bit of persuasion to slow her down a bit so I could show her how it should be done.

Fortunately, although a first timer, she'd been very compliant letting me guide her to where she would have the most effect on me. First lots of kissing and with each kiss, and with my whispered instructions, she'd improved realising that the instructions I'd given her were exactly the kind of instructions she would have liked to give to her arsehole of a husband. Like most husbands all he wanted was to 'get his rocks off' and fill her with his 'cum' not considering whether she'd been satisfied or not. Now, she was having the good fortune of being with a girl who knew exactly what satisfied her and what would satisfy Cecilia. Progressively we went through the seduction scene and I had to say to myself that here was one fucking greedy woman. She was following my guidance so nicely that I couldn't refrain from having an orgasm. Her only protest had been when I'd pushed her down to my pussy and pulling my panties out of the way I'd held her to my pussy lips and 'cum' on her mouth. Although she'd not licked or sucked me to that orgasm I could feel her tongue circulating round my pussy soaking her lips in my 'cum' so that when she went back to me again her tongue started to move across me and then up and down my pussy until I whispered to her to put it in my cunt.

The tremor had been on her lips and on her tongue but obediently she'd eased her tongue inside my pussy and with my response of lifting my hips so that my cunt was tight against her mouth and the whispering I'd been doing then had not been put on she moved hard and fast against my pussy lips and in the meantime I'd taken her fingers and slid them inside my pussy thrusting her hard and fast until I filled her face again with my 'cum'.

I hadn't let her rest though, I'd rolled her off me and without any ceremony or seeking permission I showed her how it really should be done. She was lovely and wet so I soaked my fingers in her lovely wet pussy before sliding them underneath her and forcing them in her bottom. I didn't think it had happened to her before but honestly I hadn't had a problem getting her on her hands and knees so that I could get one hand in her arsehole and reaching round with the other hand I could torment her clit.

“Tell me if this isn't a nicer way to be fucked than with your husband?” I'd asked but I hadn't chosen a very good moment because she was having trouble breathing and moving her body in time with my hands. The orgasm when it came was so sweet especially for me knowing that I'd just given an older woman her very first lesbian fuck with a teenager and not only that but the very best orgasm she'd ever had. She'd flopped on the bed before rolling onto her back, reaching up and dragging me down to her telling me that for the first time in her life she'd really enjoyed being fucked and if her husband had been able to perform like that she'd be delighted. But, we lay side by side just kissing and touching for what seemed like ages until I'd said to her that I still had other things to show her.

Removing the last of my clothes and then the last of hers, we seem to have ripped things off each other during our first sexual encounter; I'd moved my body in between her legs and after a few kisses I'd explained that I was going to give it to her in one of my favourite ways, a clit to clit fuck. There had been no need to lubricate her pussy, it was well and truly lubricated from just before, I lowered myself down onto her and moved myself so slowly so that just a little whimper escaped from her mouth and as it did I'd sealed her mouth with another kiss and then moving my mouth to alongside her ear I'd reeled off all the disgusting words I could recall at that moment and as I'd guessed she'd responded to them. So, together with me slowly rocking on her clit and telling her what a slut, bitch, cunt eater, and arsehole licker she is we'd both moved towards another climax reaching it at about the same time. It had only been a slow gentle fuck so at that last moment with a burst of enthusiasm I'd really set about her fucking her as hard and as fast as I could until with our breaths coming in big gasps we'd orgasmed again.

I'd had to roll off her to regain my breath but unexpectedly she'd come straight between my legs and with her soft silky tongue she'd made love, couldn't describe it as a fuck, to my hot juicy pussy. After that performance I had difficulty in believing I'd been her first lover but between licks and sucks she'd admitted to being fucked by another woman some years ago. It had been before she'd had children and had wondered ever since if it was only because the other woman had been so good or was she really inclined towards lesbianism.

Thinking it over as I'd lay there I could see that I'd been 'had' and there and then I'd decided that this woman was going to pay for it. During the rest of the afternoon I fucked her in just about every position I could think of and yes I did demand obedience from her not letting her dictate anything about the way the afternoon would go until at the very last as she was on her hands and knees on the floor and my tongue was in her arsehole she begged me to stop, for now, as she was exhausted. I stopped but only for now.

It had been getting close to the time when she had to pick up the children from school so she 'd showered and dressed, clothes of my choice of course, and off to school we'd gone. The kids were so happy to see her and then when they'd realised I was in the car they'd raced over to see me smothering me with kisses. Cecilia had got back into the drivers seat and I'd suggested we go for ice cream for the kids. In actual fact what I wanted was to show of my conquest to my two little friends, I was sure they'd like her as much as I did.

They did like her and both of them were so complimentary to her about her looks and her clothes that I think I can see another romp for this older lady, perhaps the next time we can have a foursome, Cecilia, me, Sybil and in overall charge the delightful Anne. Secretly I tried to imagine Anne taking care of both Cecilia and me, switching her lips from one pussy to another. I don't really think she needs Sybil; I'd like to save her for another time and place where we could be “friends” in private.

Do you know what I'd really like from Anne after one afternoon? I'd like her to take my panties off and suck my pussy and clit whilst Cecilia watched and then we'd swap around and she could eat Cecilia whilst I watched.

Anne sat next to Cecilia and whilst I couldn't hear much of what was said I detected a gleam in Anne's eyes and knowing her as I do I fully expect to get news in the not too distant future that she'd fucked Cecilia too.

Sybil, in the meantime, had reached over to my thigh and moving her hand slowly up my leg she'd encountered my wet panties and gave me a knowing smile as if to say, “I know where you've been all afternoon”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We have exchanged e-mail addresses. I expect further developments as they say.