Let's get ice cream. Pt 1
Did you ever ask yourself; "What if ..."?
Well, Last summer I was at a local shop that features over two dozen flavors of ice cream. There was a young woman, pretty, maybe late teens or early twenties, working behind the tubs of cold product, when the thought occurred to me; "What if ..."
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All players are 18 and up
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This began as a standalone story, buuutt, sometimes things happen.
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"Hey Babe, let's go get some ice cream"
"Ok, do you have any place in mind?"
"I'd like to go to that small shop on the Ave."
"Sounds good, but shouldn't we put something on? I don't mind running around the house bare ass, and I sure don't mind looking at you neckid any time, but the locals might get a bit upset."
"Oh pooh on the locals ... but I do have just the outfit ..."
Ten minutes later Mark sat in the den, dressed in shorts, shirt and sandals, expecting another twenty minutes of wait time when Katy flowed into the room. She wore just a diaphanous caftan and sandals, her auburn hair brushed to a glow, and fresh makeup.
"Damn woman, I didn't know we were going to that kind of place! Or do you have someone in mind?"
"Well ... there's this girl ..."
"At the shop?"
"Um hmm ... you'll see ..."
Five minutes later they parked in front of the shop, there was one other car, and they could see two young men at the counter making selections.
The girl behind the counter gasped and said quietly; "
Oh my ..."
As Katy entered.
The men turned and their eyes popped; the caftan flowing about Katy's body, excited nipples virtually poking through the material, her mound prominent.
After a moment they gathered themselves and inched to the door, never taking their eyes off the vision of sexuality.
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Ahh, can I help you?"
"Hi, um yes, Melissa?" She said, reading the name tag. "I'm Katy, and yes you can help me, but I do have to know; just how old are you?"
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Eighteen, why?"
"Eighteen. Going to school?"
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Community college, I'm studying business management. This job helps with my rent."
She said with a half smile as her eyes scanned Katie's face.
"You're not from around here?"
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Arlington, but this school has the programs I wanted. Now why all the questions?"
"That's easy, I want you."
"Wha ... What?"
"The first time I saw you I wanted you. And I'm not into women. I'm into Mark here. In everything I need sexually and emotionally, Mark has met all my needs. And then I saw you; and my pussy just started flowing. I had to leave before you saw how wet my jeans were. And it's been like that every time I came in here. I even wore a pad just so I could make it through a visit. I. Want. You."
"I noticed you every time ... and I wondered why you'd come in then leave so quickly. But why that outfit?"
Melissa's eyes now scanning Katie's body before fixing on rock-hard nipples.
"Melissa, I'll come in here naked if it gets me you. I want you. I want to discover every kind of love a woman can make with another woman. I want explore every inch of your body, then while we're resting I want to know all about you. What do you say?"
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I get off work in an hour, then I have to go home and change ..."
"Never mind all that. I can't wait that long. And besides, you won't be dressed very long when you get to me any way. Here's our address and I'll be waiting. Should we order a pizza or something?"
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No, yes, pizza's fine."
All the way home, Katy kept one hand busy on her pussy, while the other had pulled Mark's cock from his shorts and softly stroked him.
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Mark, 36, and Katie, 26, had been together for three years; she just beginning a career in marketing and Mark a reasonably successful private attorney. They had met at an outdoor concert when she 'fell' into his lap. To say they were the perfectly matched couple would almost be an understatement; there wasn't anything either could dream up that the other wouldn't try.
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"My god, you must be so turned on, I can smell your pussy over here." Mark said as they waited for the pizza. "Lay back, and I'll clean that up for you."
"Shall I take this off?" As Katie held up the hem of the caftan.
"No, leave it on. We don't want to totally freak Melissa. Besides, think of the thrill you'll give the pizza guy."
"If it's the same kid as last time ... hmmm ... I'd love opening the door bare."
"Another time. Now, lay back and let me do my duty."
He gently eased her back onto the coffee table, admiring her; gently flowing hips leading to a softly rounded belly, on up to medium sized breasts topped by pink nipples. On to her reddened lips, grey-green eyes, and auburn hair.
He lifted the hem of her gown, slowly, so as to admire her beautiful legs, but also draw out her wait, heightening her arousal. Dropping to his knees, he bent to worship at her feminine altar.
Softly he blew on lips already open, on a clitoris extending from it's hood, on juices sliding from her lips to her puckered rosebud.
Unable to wait, Katie grabbed Mark's head and forced him to her. "Eat me damn it! I'm going crazy! Eat me!"
Instantly his tongue flicked out; swiping juices all the way from ass to clit. Sucking as he went, Mark did his best at cleaning the thrashing woman under him. finally he concentrated on the flowing well of her pussy - juices flowing as fast as he could gather, Katie moaning and pulling him deeper into her cunt. And then the door bell rang.
"That must be the pizza. Will you get it while I wash my face?"
"Damn! I was that close! That kid better be damn cute." Flush faced, Katie opened the door.
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17 year old Brad Williamson stared in wide-eyed wonder at the nearly naked woman before him. This was only his third day delivering, but the other drivers had told him about this house and the woman that answered the door, but until this moment ...
"Here you go honey, and nice tip. Hope you see me again."
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Melissa drove up as the pizza driver departed. She sat in the car for several minutes, in one sense debating if she wanted to do this, and in another just letting herself accept she was about to make love to woman for the first time.
Finally with one deep breath, she stepped from her car, walked up the walk, and pressed the door bell.
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It seemed to Katie that she had just turned from the door when the bell rang again. Thinking the boy was back, she decided to really make his day, and tossed the caftan to the couch.
Wearing nothing but sandals and a smile, she threw the door open and took a pose against the jamb. Only then did she realize who was really there.
"Oops. I thought you were ... never mind, come on in."
"May I help you get comfortable?" Katie asked after closing the door. "Here, let me help you with that shirt, it looks awfully uncomfortable."
Stepping up to the silently compliant Melissa, she undid the buttons one by tantalizing one, gazing into her brown eyes, wide open in wonder, and more than a little excitement.
As each button released, the shirt gapped a little more, and Katie blew softly onto the exposed skin. With the last button undone, like a tigress circling her prey, she stepped behind Melissa. She pulled the material up from the pants, and was about to draw it over her shoulders when Mark stepped out of the kitchen.
"Starting without me? Katie dear, you are the impatient one." He stepped forward; "Did she even kiss you 'hello'?"
Melissa could only shake her head.
"Well, let me properly greet you." And he laid the softest, sexiest kiss on Melissa, who leaned in for more.
Katie wasn't idle however. She had managed to remove the shirt and slid her hands around to cup Melissa's breasts through her bra. As Mark pulled away, Katie released the clasp, and Melissa, feeling the cups loosen, shrugged her shoulders to let the gauzy material drop to the floor.
"Your breasts are just as beautiful as I had imagined. Turn and show Katie."
Melissa turned, but Katie's hands never left her body, dropping to her waist, and then holding Melissa by the hips. The women gazed at each other's exposed body, and then, spontaneously leaned it to kiss.
Both groaned as desire swept over them. Lips pressed tightly, tongues dueling, hands roaming over each other, the women acknowledged their mutual desire.
"I have been wanting you since day one!" Katie whispered, mere inches from Melissa's lips.
"I ... I have too, I just didn't know it 'til today."
"Ladies, shall we move to somewhere a little more comfortable? Say, the den?"
He scooped up the discarded clothing, only to toss them on an arm of the couch in the den.
"Why don't you sit in your chair." Suggested Katie as she led Melissa by the hand.