Sylvia goes to San Francisco on her own
I went, on my own, to this party at Ida's friend Margo's house in the city. Margo said to me on the phone:'
"This is a DP party. I have quite a few friends that like that thing, and sometimes we get together. Would you like to come over? You don't have to do anybody or anything you don't like.."
It was in a big house out by Golden Gate Park. I walked in my jeans, and there were maybe fifteen women and more guys than that there. Everybody was dressed in expensive night club clothes but me. At first, I was going to head right out the door, go to the East Bay terminal, and get a bus back to Berkeley, but Margo was right there, she saw the situation and told me to relax.
"Have some hash, whatever it is that's gets you in the mood, Let's do it. Yeah, honey, you're cute, we can go in the other room. I know how to warm you up. I'm telling you, Sylvia, I want to be face down in your pussy in about two minutes. Is that okay? I like to fuck and I like sex with women, too, and i'll bet if you are here, you are a little bit like me, so I don't waste time being coy..."
What could I say? I offered Margo my hand in the most ladylike way I could, and, as the party developed around us, we stepped into an adjoining room with dark painted walls and a hardwood floor and a bed with white bed linen.
""Get those dumb jeans and underpants off. Get on the bed on your hands and knees with your ass facing me. I'm going to really put some love on your ass and your pussy, Sylvia. I think you need some of that. I like your idea of doing your little f******n year old thing here. I think these folks will just love that, if we don't all go to jail. How old are you, really?"
" s*******n."
"Well if anyone gets all pissy about your age, we'll tell them you are role playing "f******n", and that you are really eighteen. most of the people that come to my parties don't care as long as you look as if you might have had your first period sometime in the recent past."
"Get your clothes off and get up on the bed..oooohhh, you have such lovely large breasts for such a tiny woman. Oh, excuse me, but I'm going to have to give you some attention there before anything else happens..."
And like that, Margo was out of her clothes, under me, loving my hanging down boobs just the way I liked.
Margo was true to her word. She loved me , well, all over my body, anyway. She was a short woman, dark hair, dark eyes, a ton of pussy hair (which I love, of course) Eyebrows (brow?) like the artist Frieda Kahlo, wine dark nipples and pussy lips, a nice woman's wide ass and hips. She said that I didn't have to do her, this after she had delighted all my love spots with her mouth, lips, fingers, words and the dildo that Ida had given me when I was in her bathtub. She wanted to do me with a strap-on dildo, but we used the dildo instead. I wanted to practice holding it in my puss while I was both fucking and getting fucked with it. I'm wired up so if I get enough, I want to give it back. Sometimes, I think the giving back part, or what seems like it, is just little Sylvia or "Brenda" going for more. The sensation I get from kissing, licking, sucking, biting, tasting , touching and rubbing my body around is just as important for me as when I'm getting it.
Margo put the dildo in her pussy and fucked my pussy and my ass and my puss again with the thing. She was getting fucked by me at the same time, of course. I didn't realize how excited both if us were getting until we had been fucking each other for a few minutes. Later, I sucked it as if it were a real dick in my mouth, putting on a little show that "Brenda" might do if she were working on a real penis she was being paid to suck. Margo was one of those women who really loved that. I don't quite get that, it still didn't feel like a man's warm cock, it felt like I was sucking a piece of plastic, but Margo loved it, and the sensation made me want to feel the size and weight and smell and fucking little bit salty taste of a man's dick against my cheeks on the inside of my mouth. I was sucking the dildo, Margo was groaning, and that, among other things, was getting me soaked, but I wanted to taste some semen, not the sweet cum, but the kind of bitter, salty stuff that Roger had put all over me a few days before.
I hadn't thought too much about that before Margo "warmed me up", but now I wanted to get up, go out naked into that room full of naked people I didn't know, find some guy walking around with his hard-on bobbing up and down, like it was his fishing pole and he had just caught a little fish ...I wanted to find that guy, suck his cock before he even knew my name, and have him pop a salty shot all over me. I wanted it to look so slutty that the other women there would be kind of disgusted and talking to each other about it. I wanted the men watching to need to jack themselves off. I wasn't even out of Margo's bedroom yet!
I didn't quite come from Margo
1/9/19, 2:42 AM
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I didn't quite come from Margo. I kissed Margo, got up and walked into the other room. I had brought along some black nylons in my back pack. I had used them in sexual situations before. I thought it might be hotter if I had something on my body. I like to fuck when I'm wearing them, 'cause the silky feeling when his hips are rubbing the inside of my thighs is pretty hot, or so I've been told. I know I like to grind my puss with a woman in stockings. If I'm going down on her, I get that silky feeling on my cheeks and my shoulders. So this is how I was going to be as "Little Brenda", black stockings, strawberry pubes, and a round little ass that I lost forever when I had my daughter when I was twenty-six. There are times in my life when I could describe myself as cock-hungry, and this was one of those moments. I wanted to do the DP thing, too, if I didn't get my uterus or rectum destroyed in the process.
There were fifteen or twenty people, some with clothes, some as naked as me. I wiggled my ass and tits an extra wiggle as I walked around. All these dicks! I felt like I was in a men's locker room, except the locker room guys wouldn't have boners and half- boners like these guys. I don't know. I've never been in a men's locker room. maybe guys walk around with their boners sticking out or up and it's just , you know, fucking normal.
My plans to just find a random cock and start blowing him out there got sidetracked because I didn't see very many cocks that weren't in somebody else. I was the newbie, and I didn't know anyone there, so I didn't feel as if I could just take over. Margo was there with me.
"You look so fucking hot, Sylvia, but you might have to take your time here. .."
That was okay with me. I was cum-hungry, too, so I cruised around the room, licking asses and pussies when I could, and licking up whatever cum puddles were on women's and men's butts and boobs. I cleaned cocks if I could get my face in there. I hadn't done much of that kind of stuff since Judy and I split up. It was submissive in a way that I liked, but I wasn't getting nearly enough. I don't know what Margo did to me, but after she did me the way she did, and I didn't come, I was raging, starting to lose the control I always cling to, and this in a roomful of coke and meth taking strangers!
How do you walk up to a strange man and say " How do you do? I'm Brenda and I'd like to suck your cock today?"
But I saw something interesting going on the loveseat in the corner; a guy sucking another man, and a young woman joining them. I stood in front of them like a k** at a carnival sideshow, rubbing my pussy and getting real close. The girl, who I later found out was my age, held the man's cock out to me with three fingers. It was a very nice , totally sexy gesture, and I did not let it go by. The guy was just a guy, but the girl, whose name was Janet, became my companion and lover for the rest of the day
1/12/19, 9:45 AM
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The girl on the love seat, the girl who was so gracious and sexy to me, fifteen seconds after our eyes met, was the darkest skinned person I had ever met. I don't usually pay much attention to skin shades, but now I was intrigued. She introduced herself as "Janet"". She stood up, totally naked, To my four foot eleven, she was a full twelve inches taller . She had a long slender body, small breasts and a, beautiful muscular frame. I thought she was the most exotic woman I had met in several months, that is, until she began to talk to me, and the particular California patois that later came to be called "Valley Girl"" came out of her mouth
"This is a DP party. I have quite a few friends that like that thing, and sometimes we get together. Would you like to come over? You don't have to do anybody or anything you don't like.."
It was in a big house out by Golden Gate Park. I walked in my jeans, and there were maybe fifteen women and more guys than that there. Everybody was dressed in expensive night club clothes but me. At first, I was going to head right out the door, go to the East Bay terminal, and get a bus back to Berkeley, but Margo was right there, she saw the situation and told me to relax.
"Have some hash, whatever it is that's gets you in the mood, Let's do it. Yeah, honey, you're cute, we can go in the other room. I know how to warm you up. I'm telling you, Sylvia, I want to be face down in your pussy in about two minutes. Is that okay? I like to fuck and I like sex with women, too, and i'll bet if you are here, you are a little bit like me, so I don't waste time being coy..."
What could I say? I offered Margo my hand in the most ladylike way I could, and, as the party developed around us, we stepped into an adjoining room with dark painted walls and a hardwood floor and a bed with white bed linen.
""Get those dumb jeans and underpants off. Get on the bed on your hands and knees with your ass facing me. I'm going to really put some love on your ass and your pussy, Sylvia. I think you need some of that. I like your idea of doing your little f******n year old thing here. I think these folks will just love that, if we don't all go to jail. How old are you, really?"
" s*******n."
"Well if anyone gets all pissy about your age, we'll tell them you are role playing "f******n", and that you are really eighteen. most of the people that come to my parties don't care as long as you look as if you might have had your first period sometime in the recent past."
"Get your clothes off and get up on the bed..oooohhh, you have such lovely large breasts for such a tiny woman. Oh, excuse me, but I'm going to have to give you some attention there before anything else happens..."
And like that, Margo was out of her clothes, under me, loving my hanging down boobs just the way I liked.
Margo was true to her word. She loved me , well, all over my body, anyway. She was a short woman, dark hair, dark eyes, a ton of pussy hair (which I love, of course) Eyebrows (brow?) like the artist Frieda Kahlo, wine dark nipples and pussy lips, a nice woman's wide ass and hips. She said that I didn't have to do her, this after she had delighted all my love spots with her mouth, lips, fingers, words and the dildo that Ida had given me when I was in her bathtub. She wanted to do me with a strap-on dildo, but we used the dildo instead. I wanted to practice holding it in my puss while I was both fucking and getting fucked with it. I'm wired up so if I get enough, I want to give it back. Sometimes, I think the giving back part, or what seems like it, is just little Sylvia or "Brenda" going for more. The sensation I get from kissing, licking, sucking, biting, tasting , touching and rubbing my body around is just as important for me as when I'm getting it.
Margo put the dildo in her pussy and fucked my pussy and my ass and my puss again with the thing. She was getting fucked by me at the same time, of course. I didn't realize how excited both if us were getting until we had been fucking each other for a few minutes. Later, I sucked it as if it were a real dick in my mouth, putting on a little show that "Brenda" might do if she were working on a real penis she was being paid to suck. Margo was one of those women who really loved that. I don't quite get that, it still didn't feel like a man's warm cock, it felt like I was sucking a piece of plastic, but Margo loved it, and the sensation made me want to feel the size and weight and smell and fucking little bit salty taste of a man's dick against my cheeks on the inside of my mouth. I was sucking the dildo, Margo was groaning, and that, among other things, was getting me soaked, but I wanted to taste some semen, not the sweet cum, but the kind of bitter, salty stuff that Roger had put all over me a few days before.
I hadn't thought too much about that before Margo "warmed me up", but now I wanted to get up, go out naked into that room full of naked people I didn't know, find some guy walking around with his hard-on bobbing up and down, like it was his fishing pole and he had just caught a little fish ...I wanted to find that guy, suck his cock before he even knew my name, and have him pop a salty shot all over me. I wanted it to look so slutty that the other women there would be kind of disgusted and talking to each other about it. I wanted the men watching to need to jack themselves off. I wasn't even out of Margo's bedroom yet!
I didn't quite come from Margo
1/9/19, 2:42 AM
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a year ago
I didn't quite come from Margo. I kissed Margo, got up and walked into the other room. I had brought along some black nylons in my back pack. I had used them in sexual situations before. I thought it might be hotter if I had something on my body. I like to fuck when I'm wearing them, 'cause the silky feeling when his hips are rubbing the inside of my thighs is pretty hot, or so I've been told. I know I like to grind my puss with a woman in stockings. If I'm going down on her, I get that silky feeling on my cheeks and my shoulders. So this is how I was going to be as "Little Brenda", black stockings, strawberry pubes, and a round little ass that I lost forever when I had my daughter when I was twenty-six. There are times in my life when I could describe myself as cock-hungry, and this was one of those moments. I wanted to do the DP thing, too, if I didn't get my uterus or rectum destroyed in the process.
There were fifteen or twenty people, some with clothes, some as naked as me. I wiggled my ass and tits an extra wiggle as I walked around. All these dicks! I felt like I was in a men's locker room, except the locker room guys wouldn't have boners and half- boners like these guys. I don't know. I've never been in a men's locker room. maybe guys walk around with their boners sticking out or up and it's just , you know, fucking normal.
My plans to just find a random cock and start blowing him out there got sidetracked because I didn't see very many cocks that weren't in somebody else. I was the newbie, and I didn't know anyone there, so I didn't feel as if I could just take over. Margo was there with me.
"You look so fucking hot, Sylvia, but you might have to take your time here. .."
That was okay with me. I was cum-hungry, too, so I cruised around the room, licking asses and pussies when I could, and licking up whatever cum puddles were on women's and men's butts and boobs. I cleaned cocks if I could get my face in there. I hadn't done much of that kind of stuff since Judy and I split up. It was submissive in a way that I liked, but I wasn't getting nearly enough. I don't know what Margo did to me, but after she did me the way she did, and I didn't come, I was raging, starting to lose the control I always cling to, and this in a roomful of coke and meth taking strangers!
How do you walk up to a strange man and say " How do you do? I'm Brenda and I'd like to suck your cock today?"
But I saw something interesting going on the loveseat in the corner; a guy sucking another man, and a young woman joining them. I stood in front of them like a k** at a carnival sideshow, rubbing my pussy and getting real close. The girl, who I later found out was my age, held the man's cock out to me with three fingers. It was a very nice , totally sexy gesture, and I did not let it go by. The guy was just a guy, but the girl, whose name was Janet, became my companion and lover for the rest of the day
1/12/19, 9:45 AM
You sent
a year ago
The girl on the love seat, the girl who was so gracious and sexy to me, fifteen seconds after our eyes met, was the darkest skinned person I had ever met. I don't usually pay much attention to skin shades, but now I was intrigued. She introduced herself as "Janet"". She stood up, totally naked, To my four foot eleven, she was a full twelve inches taller . She had a long slender body, small breasts and a, beautiful muscular frame. I thought she was the most exotic woman I had met in several months, that is, until she began to talk to me, and the particular California patois that later came to be called "Valley Girl"" came out of her mouth
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