Little Sylvia starts fucking

Ida put the dick head in her mouth.
"Get your mouth around it Syl. Suck it, try to pull it out.I'll be rubbing my puss when I'm an old, old woman to the pictures in my head of
. I'm a painter, hon, and when I see stuff like that, it stays in my visual memory for a long time. Think of me as a crocodile in some African river. I just glide along, only my eyes out of the water, and when I see or hear something like you sucking dick today, I just gobble it up! After you get back to LA, I'm going to be working on a painting, about twelve or fifteen feet across, of you with your lips stretched out around Woody's boner."
Ida handed me the dildo and left me to soak in that lovely tub. I heard the doves and train whistles. I closed my eyes.
Roger and Woody went home, Ida took then in the chicken coupe de ville and came home in the early hours of the next morning. Ida came into the bedroom where I was still sound asleep, with my arms around Dulce:
"There were a few stops they didn't pull out when they were playing the organ for me, so I showed them. I hope you didn't mind.."
I wanted to see both of them again, have some fun, have some SEX, but, somehow, I got caught up in events down there, and I wasn't Brenda Whitlach, the f******n year old cock sucker and DP princess, I wasn't even Sylvia Greenburg any more, and I didn't see Roger for another twenty five years, when I was singing at a club in North Beach, San Francisco. Woody had died from AIDS, and Roger was sick from it, but, as he told me " A long way from dead."
I hung out with Dulce and Ida. I saw Ida's painting studio, at another house, and Dulce's HUGE pottery studio, also in a house behind a bigger house, the way it was set up in west Berkeley.
The three of us had lots of sex, some with their women friends, Sharon and Cubbie.
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.
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3 years ago
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