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Kystal 3 (2nd sexual deviation)

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Summary: Ahhh, the boys are both in high school and have been for the last couple of years. Forty-three was my last birthday and I've finally given up repressing these constant sexual urges that have been nagging me for the last five years. It's like a light switch went on and I became frequently horny and aroused. What is it with women in their forties? Lisa b1977 Krys b1979 Jill b1981 Background Early Sexuality (1881-1990) First Sexual Deviation (1991) Fourth of July (1992) AND NOW... Second Sexual Deviation: (still 1992)

Second Sexual Deviation:(still 1992)That 4th of July weekend was wonderful, but soon the loneliness crept into my rather mundane life. Masturbating twice a day still left me very unsatisfied, but it kept the grumpiness away. There were daily phone calls to my sisters that led to mutual masturbation. Lisa was in Kentucky doing some Master's work and I had no time to travel back home to be with Jill.Alicia seemed content with her work, but our morning conversations continued. Hoping she would ask me about my virginity policy to spice up my life, I asked her if she had many boyfriends when she was young. She said she had several in high school, but went to a private Catholic school, which was strict and kept the classes separate. Her father was a policeman, so the boys she dated were well behaved and polite, nevertheless, she lost her virginity at age seventeen.What followed was a story of that evening, which she cherished very much. I could tell by her voice and the way she was talking that she loved that boyfriend very much and probably still thinks about him. The details poured out her so easily and passionately that I was captivated and definitely aroused. She deliberately gave way too much attention to my bed in order to share her story. When she was finished, she breathed a long sigh and looked at me and told me he died in a car accident a couple months later. "Well, that was the way it was. I am not sorry for what I did. See you tonight, Krys." and out she went. My hand automatically went to my wet pussy and I stood right there and masturbated.A couple days later, I returned to the suite about an hour early because I had been sent to a grocery store only a few blocks away. I had just turned on the TV and there was a knock on my door. Alicia was there and asked me to help her change some light bulbs in one of the bathrooms. As we were going into the main house, she informed me it was miss's bathroom and I not to touch anything because she was quite particular. Her area was just like mine...a three room suite...only dazzling beautiful and ritzy. In her bathroom, Alicia had set up a ladder under the hanging light that required three fancy bulbs, two of which were burned out. "We just replace them all because the other ones will go soon," and she marched up the ladder telling be to hold it steady. Sure enough, as Alicia neared the top, the ladder became somewhat wiggly and as I looked up to see how she was doing, I was greeted with a revealing view up her baggy shorts just two feet above me.Now I don't make a habit of looking up skirts or down blouses, but cripes, this was right above me, so I took advantage of my position and closely examined Alicia who surprisingly wore no panties! Best of all, she was cleanly shaved exposing her pussy. This was a first for me, both staring at another woman's pussy, but seeing one that was tan. She went down one step and told me to take the bulb and get a new one which I did and handed it to her, up she went again reminding me to steady the ladder. I was hooked now and took my time at taking in every detail of her pussy. It wasn't like examining my sisters' who spread their legs and lips to show all in lustful arousal, but I was fascinated and felt the throbbing between my legs start.In front of me were Alicia's well-formed calves, flexing as she fiddled with the light bulb, her bare bottom wriggling, and me becoming more frustrated and horny by the second. Both hands were busy holding the ladder or I would?ve been tempted to play a little with myself. However, more than that, I wanted to touch Alicia's pussy which was barely more than a foot above me."OK, down for the next one?" and she quickly stepped down a couple steps barely giving me time to release the ladder. I felt her slip between my arms, just for a moment, but enough to send warmth throughout my body. Grabbing the spent bulb, I almost dropped it trying to act nonchalant. Back with the new one, afraid to look into her face, I was fortunate in that she was looking back at the ceiling when I came back. Again she climbed up and I obediently help the ladder making no effort to hide my attempt at getting a better and closer look up her shorts. With the new bulb screwed in, now she was going for the last one and had to bend farther forward and in doing that, her legs parted and that beautiful pussy opened up.She was wet and her clit protruded giving me a wonderful view of her womanhood. My breathing quickened, I flushed all over. Small beads of perspiration broke out on my face and I knew I was in trouble. My skimpy panties (actually Jill's) were soaked by now and my clit throbbed to the point of being painful. I tried rubbing my thighs together, but that made it worse and wiggled the ladder making Alicia ask what I was doing."Last one, Krys," and down she came. I scurried for the new bulb. "I don't like heights or this ladder, so don't make it wiggle. You trying to tease me?"“Sorry, no. I don’t like heights either. I’ll be more careful.” I blurted out. And back up she went, spreading her legs apart for better balance just like before. Her wetness had spread making it obvious she probably knew what she was doing to me. My guess is that changing light bulbs ten feet upon a ladder was not that arousing. These thoughts made my arousal heighten and my pussy clench, pushing more of my wetness into Jill’s panties. My arms were trembling as she purposefully spread farther against my forearms. “Hold tight, please!” she said and I instinctively pressed my arms against the her warm flesh. “OK, Krys, they’re all screwed in (she emphasized “screw”). Get me the duster and I’ll clean up a little bit up here.”“Will you be OK if I leave the ladder?” I asked. “Well, do I look OK to you?” she replied.I didn’t reply but retrieved the duster and reached up to hand it up to her. She took one step down the ladder leaving one leg open and I was greeted with another view of her beautiful, brown pussy. She reminded me to hold on tight, went up the steps and I dutifully grabbed the ladder. She had planned this from the beginning; to turn me on to her, and it was working wonderfully. I twisted myself so close that I could smell her sex. Her pussy was drooling onto the legs of her shorts, her bottom wiggling, pussy revealing her clit and inner lips. Pretty much out of control, I leaned into her, resting my head against the bare skin of her legs and breathing in her musky aroma. She continued with her dusting, but spread her legs as far as the ladder allowed. Recklessly I let go of the ladder and slid my hands under her shorts and up the outside of her thighs.“Hold me like that, Chiquita!” she said softly, “I’m almost done up here.” My breathing was uneven and my whole crotch ached for release. Caressing her thighs, I pushed my head between her legs and let my face, nose, and lips rest against her inner thighs. “Coming down now,” she announced, took a step down, but my hands remained up her shorts and edged cautiously around to her front. She paused long enough to allow my fingers to brush against her pussy and find her clit. It was engorged and rock hard, harder than any of my sisters, and much larger. My finger slipper over it easily, slowly, back and forth.“Yes, Chiquita, it feels good to me,” she breathed.My other hand slid around her firm bottom and between her legs where she was soaked in her wetness. My middle finger found its way between her lips and was soon enveloped in her warmth. Knowing what I had to do was easy, but I was ragingly horny and was shaking, definitely afraid but wanting her. I turned my hand around so my middle finger went deeply inside her and curled it against her pleasure spot.“Oh mi dios! I cum!” were her last intelligible words as a string of Spanish came spewing out. She humped my hands, her wetness dribbled down my hand and elbow, ladder shaking and creaking as she spasmed. I was relentless with my finger, stroking that spot and pinching her clit with the other. She hugged the ladder as her orgasm bathed over her. Yes! I was definitely in charge now!“Ok, ok,” she finally groaned, “I’m done. Ugh, ugh.” Her legs were shaking as I helped her down the last two steps. We fell against each other and I nuzzled her neck. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues probing. I rubbed my crotch against her leg, my desire overcoming me, wanting to climax any way possible. She undid my shorts and stuffed her hand into Jill’s soaked panties. Deftly, she found my clit and, sensing my urgency, immediately rubbed it. Nothing fancy or sensual, just plain getting me off and within seconds the first wave of pleasure hit me, buckling my knees. She eased me to the floor while still stoking my clit and I arched my back and spasmed again. Then her other hand slipped under my bra and pinched a nipple bringing another convulsion. My legs shot out and stiffened and I hunched forward to two more pleasure waves, then little ones came as Alicia inserted a finger into my swollen hole.She lay across me and smothered me with kisses, kneading my breasts, but not removing her finger. Every wiggle of her finger brought another tiny wonderful spasm. She commented on how tight I was and surely I was a true virgin. Nodding in agreement, I spread my legs farther apart, inviting her to push her finger, but instead she slowly withdrew it and suddenly I felt an emptiness there. “Enough for now,” and more kisses and nuzzling. She helped me to my feet with strength that surprised me. She could have easily dominated me, but that was not her way. We hugged again and then went our different ways.I skipped supper and snacked throughout the evening with many thoughts whirling in my head. Was I really a lesbian like Jill suggested? Bisexual? Cripes, what’s that? Is this what happens to virgins? As I touched myself, wondering if another orgasm still existed, I was greeted with a hard little nub of a clit. Within ten minutes, I experienced two more orgasms, something I’ve never been able to do so quickly. I then settled into a restless sleep.My morning routine was unusual, but my mind was on what I was going to say to Alicia when she came in to tidy up my bed. As I was brushing out my hair, a knock came and Alicia entered hardly looking at me. She busied herself with my bed, humming some unknown tune making her presence very awkward. This went on for a few minutes, then, “You mad at me?”By the hurt in her voice, I knew she was concerned. Turning around, I reassured her that I enjoyed what we did together yesterday. She came over to me, held my face in her hands and kissed my forehead. I pulled her down and kissed her fully on the lips probing her mouth with my tongue. She cupped a breast with one hand and slid the other up my thigh and to my pussy. She skipped over my clit and gently dipped her finger into my pussy and whispered, “virgin chiquita,” then pulled it out.“No time for either of us now, but I will wait for you after your work, OK?” she breathed into my ear. Then she inserted her finger once more, pinched my nipple, and sucked on the other one. One more lingering kiss and she turned and I watched her leave my suite with an ache between my legs and my clit throbbing. I spread my legs, reached down and climaxed in less than two minutes watching myself in the mirror.Work went slowly as I was stuck in a cubicle all day working on spreadsheets which is basically bean counting for the idle middle management. For lunch, I wanted to go back to my suite and surprise Alicia, but the drive through Indy traffic would take too long. “Hello, is Alicia there?” I asked after getting up enough courage to call, “This is Krys and I would like to speak with her.”“Why are you calling me now? Do you miss me or something?” she said.“Uhm yes. I’m sorry I bothered you,? I apologized.“Tell me what you did when I left your room this morning and then I’ll forgive you for bothering me,” she said in a low voice.I was startled, “I’m at work and there are people around me. I can’t” I whispered.“Oh I see, chiquita. So you can’t tell me that you played with yourself, that you used your fingers on yourself?” I moaned into the receiver. “You came pretty quick too, but you can’t tell me about that either, can you? Krys, are you there?” I moaned a weak, “yes. I’m doing myself right now in the upstairs hallway, but just my finger. I will cum like that pretty soon and I’ll tell you how it feels. Ah my bottom is hard and slippery just like when you see me on the ladder.”Squeezing my legs together only made my predicament worse as it pushed my pussy against the seam of my pants. Warmth overtook my thighs and my clit began throbbing. Alicia’s moans and whispers made my head spin but I was helpless. My wetness seeped into my bottom making me thankful my slacks were dark blue and the wet spot wouldn’t be very obvious.“Oh, ah, Krys, I’m cumming now. ugh, ugh, ugh, UGH!” she breathed, then a stifled little squeal. I sat motionless in my chair staring at the wall in front of me, listening to every breath and sigh. My body was flushed, hot and sweaty. “Mmmmm, still cumming a little,” she informed me.I was desperate, so I placed my hand between my legs, crossed them and tried to climax but it wasn’t enough. My situation became worse. Never had I been in this much sexual agony but unable to finish. My body was actually shaking and I was dizzy.“That was nice for me, how about you, chiquita? Oh that’s right, you can’t tell me,” she chided. “I really have to go now, but see you after work, OK?” I barely whispered OK and hung up just in time to see my supervisor approaching me.“Are you OK, Krys? You look awful,” she asked, giving me that ‘mother look’. Trying to avoid the real answer, I told her I’d be OK, but she was relentless and actually ordered me to go home, wrote me a release for the rest of today and tomorrow. My mind gathered speed and soon I was headed to the suite, sitting in the wetness of my aroused pussy fighting traffic. Alicia would be surprised.As I pulled around the house to the back driveway, my hopes were that Alicia would be too busy to notice me, so I sneaked into the back, up the stairs and headed for the bathroom.“What took you so long?” came a voice from my bedroom that scared the crap out of me. Alicia lay on my bed, not a stitch of clothing on, playing with herself. Her legs were spread wide and she had one hand tweaking her nipple and the other slowly gyrating her clit. “Hurry chiquita or I’ll finish without you,” she ordered and I was out of my clothes and crawling over to her on the bed. She met me with a long, warm kiss as I laid flat on her. We caressed each other until I became shaky again.“You sick?” she asked.“Oh God, Alicia, I need to, need to?” and my head sunk to her chest. Immediately her fingers found my pussy and I was off to pleasure land within a minute. It wasn’t a hard or intense orgasm, but enough to settle me down. When I caught my breath, Alicia giggled and focused on my breasts, tweaking, licking and sucking until I felt my clit start to throb again. Her soft kisses down my tummy and onto my mound sent shivers through my body.Then she turned herself and straddled my head, her warm, brown thighs on each side of my head and then I felt the warmth of her mouth on my clit. The wonderful aroma of her pussy wafted in my nostrils. That really set me off. My body arched up pushing my pussy against her mouth and at the same time she also pushed that delicious pussy against mine.We licked and sucked each other, edging many times. Her musky wetness was all over my face and neck. A finger found its way into my pussy and another probed my bottom. “Oh, oh!” I gasped and then both fingers thrust deep into both holes. My orgasm started instantly and I humped her mouth as her tongue slid quickly across my clit. “Uh, uh, I’m going to CUM!” and that I did. Her thrusting and wiggling fingers sent waves of pleasure through my body, too many to count and I didn’t really care. I thought I was done, but gentle wiggles resulted in nice little after spasms. Then she took them out.“My turn, PLEASE!” she said in a deep, throaty voice. We rolled over and my tongue found its mark on her large, engorged clit. “Fingers, PLEASE!” she rasped again. Her bottom was warm and tight and already clenching as I inserted it. Her pussy easily took two fingers right away and then she was off humping my mouth. Her clit was so large that it was easier sucking on it and I drew it at least two inches into my mouth then forcing it out. My pace quickened on her clit and as I felt her tense up, I curled both fingers and hit her pleasure spot causing her to moan and spasm as the first wave of pleasure washed over her. Her legs spread wide making more room for me to caress that pleasure spot and I was relentless. Tongue and fingers wildly keeping up with her rhythmic thrusts until they subsided. A little wiggle of the finger in her bottom brought on a couple more spasms and clenches and I giggled, reveling in my temporary power over her. Several more times I made her clench, but then seeing her large clit sent another thrill through me and I latched onto it again attacking it with strong, steady sucks that soon brought on another orgasm.“Buja! Ugh, ugh, buja!” she moaned hoarsely, “Ugh, ugh, ugh” And she bucked her hips several more times until she told me to stop. As she regained her composure, I studied her large clit. Not that I’ve seen a lot of them, just my sisters’ actually, but this was the largest clit I’ve seen now and ever in my 40+ years of sexual experiences. I wanted one just like hers, big, brown, and beautiful. I lower my head for another nipple but Alicia stopped me and said it was enough, so I just laid my head on her thigh, took in her aroma, and envied her clit, oh I was so jealous!She stroked my hair as we laid there together enjoying our afterglow. It was a wonderful moment that we both knew would end soon, and it did when we heard the car door of the misses slam shut. I’ve never seen someone put on four pieces of clothing so quickly. She bent over, gently kissed me and easily slid a finger into my soaking wet pussy. It startled me, but soon I felt the warmth of blood filling my clit. Then she pushed it in all the way to her knuckles and smiled, “Enjoy yourself, chiquita? I did.” And out she padded, barefoot, holding her tenners and socks.It was a slow and sensual masturbation. Taking my time, I envisioned her lovely, slim, fit body and soon was fixated on that beautiful clitoris. My climax built up slowly and I lingered at the edge several times before giving in to the waves of pleasure that I enjoyed so much.So went my summer internship: Making love with Alicia once or twice a day, depending upon our schedules. Three more weekends with Lisa that were marvelous. And the mundane spreadsheets and working with the accountants.There were no interludes with Alicia on Fridays because her hubby would be home for the weekend and she wanted to be ready for him. Two Fridays passed with just small talk, but I franticly masturbated every morning and evening whether I was going to see Lisa or not. But an evil thought came to mind.One Friday morning, Alicia came into my bedroom as I was brushing out my hair but instead of wearing a robe or towel, I was stark naked. I had started masturbating in the shower with the slippery cream rinse (one of my favorite ways) but stopped short of climaxing several times. Drying off my pussy was worthless, so I just padded it dry, went to the dresser and had my legs spread wide while Alicia dutifully made my bed, but there was no small talk.Then I mocked her, “Am I embarrassing you, chiquita?” She whirled around, hand on her hips and blurted out “buja, chiquita!”As I dipped my finger into my pussy, her face softened, “You are teasing Alicia, aren’t you? Yes, I see you.” And her hand slipped up the leg of her shorts.“No, no!” I whispered, “Watch me, Alicia. You will be ready for your husband, more than ready.?” She smiled, sat down on the bed and watched me intently as I circled my clit and raised my hips to her. Her legs were slowly flapping as she obviously became aroused, then she crossed them and rhythmically rocked gently on the bed.Within minutes, the familiar tingle of high arousal surged through my pussy. I hesitated a couple times then told her I was going cum. She was fixated on my pussy which was wet and dripping on the bench. Placing my finger high on my clit gave her a perfect view of my virgin pussy and soon I was clenching to several waves of pleasure, holding as still as possible to allow Alicia a view of everything. When I finished, she came over, bent down and gave me a gentle kiss and like she often does, slipped her finger into me up to her knuckles. This never fails to make me clench and jerk and she giggled at this. Then she curled her finger against my pleasure spot and I stiffened and bent forward. “Like this?” she giggled, “And this?” And she did it again. Her thumb hit my sensitive clitoris and again warmth surged through my thighs and pussy. As I was beginning to hump her finger, she unceremoniously pulled it out and stepped back with a sly grin and brought her finger to her nose, sniffed a couple time, then put it into her mouth, turned and walked out the door.Before I heard the door shut, I had a finger in my pussy and another going in fast, urgent circles on my clit humping to another nice orgasm. She knew what I would have to do and somehow it pleased me to know that. This would be our Friday morning ritual until my internship was over.My weekends with Lisa were absolutely wonderful and sensual. She put everything aside and from Friday night to Sunday afternoon when were together and we were always doing something. We made love everywhere in her apartment and anytime we felt like it. I wouldn’t even have to ask, just sidle by her, touching her body and she would respond by giving all her attention to me. In the early morning, not my best time at all, she would start by caressing my shoulders and neck and soon we were pleasuring each other. Our pussies were shaved and looked identical to each other but I wanted so much to tell her about Alicia’s marvelous clitoris. I just couldn’t because I was afraid it would spoil our relationship. I never revealed this to either of my lovely sisters to this day.We enjoyed pleasing each other orally the most, but it definitely was the messiest of our pleasures. One time, after all was done, Lisa looked up at me, smiled and said that she wasn’t going to wash her face for the rest of the day and then planted a hot, wet kiss on my lips. OK then, neither of us washed anywhere and the whole apartment had that girly, musky smell so obvious to us one weekend when we returned after supper.“You stink!” she said after a few minutes in the room. “No you do!” I retorted. She shoved her hand down my shorts and instantly went for my hole, buckling my knees. The more I resisted, the more entrapped her hand became and the deeper her finger went until I couldn’t resist the pleasure. She pushed me against the wall and fingered me to a nice, little orgasm. Actually we both stunk but enjoyed that particular aroma throughout the night when we would occasionally fan the sheets and giggle.

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