This is the second part of a story so please read the first part first! If you have already read it: a short comprehension: Shari, a young black student girl, born in a poor family, comes to Boston for studying at the university. At searching a room to rent, she gets to know mature Christine Fisher, a rich, white BBW-lady, who is offering her to live in her big flat for free, if Shari is prepared to spend some time with her. Shari is somehow attracted to the experienced, mature, feminine lady and even agrees to share her bed. They get closer to each other from day to day and have a common masturbation session.
When Shari awoke the next morning, after that unbelievable hot masturbation session she had shared with her mature lady, she was still cuddled very close to Christine and her head still rested at the soft, big, white breasts. The 53year old woman was still fast asleep. Shari had to get to the university and so she silently left the bed – but not before she had placed a very soft and shy kiss to both her breasts.
Shari was absent minded and in a constant state of a kind of arousal all day. She couldn’t stop thinking about the last night. Her mind always drifted to the somehow very fascinating, in a very special way so erotic body of her 25years older house lady. She didn’t know herself what she found so exciting in a 53year old, considerably overweight white woman. She had never spent a second before thinking about any woman, less somebody of Christine’s age and figure. And now that she had seen this woman naked she couldn’t get her picture, the looks of these gorgeous, white, a little sagging breasts, big like melons, her curvy voluptuous arse, her soft, big belly and this feminine, well-cared-for face out of her mind.
She didn’t know where to put her feelings, for this lady. Was she really having some lesbian fantasies about a much elder woman?! She was not lesbian, she had been with two boys before and never been sexually attracted to any woman or girl. And if she really were attracted to her, would the woman be attracted to her?
Christine had also said something about a surprise last night? What could that be?
All these thoughts going constantly through her head all day, the 18year old black student-girl was really happy, when university was over and she reached her new home in the early evening.
Christine was opening the door, dressed in a very pretty black cocktail-dress specially tailored for her size and letting her look quite good, in spite of her BBW-body. She also wore some expensive looking jewels and had put on some make-up. She had used her best perfume and Shari loved the smell.
“Wow!!!!,” she exclaimed, when she saw Christine. “You look just perfect. A perfect feminine beauty!”
“Thank you, Dear!” With that she leaned forward and kissed her fully on the lips and Shari had absolutely no objections against her tongue as it slid into her mouth and they French kissed. So their greeting kiss had reached a new level. Christine was a great experienced kisser and Shari loved the intimacy.
After they ended their kiss, the mature woman said:
“Take a shower and you will also find some cloth in the bathroom. Put these on and nothing else.”
The young black girl hurried to the bathroom. A short, sexy, white dress, quite low cut, was the first she saw.
When she came out of the shower, Shari was looking for some underwear – but there was none. Christine had said “…and nothing else.” And now she knew what she had meant. So she only put on the white dress. It perfectly fit her body and the white colour was a great contrast to her black skin. It was a real sexy dress, ending only a few inches below her arse. She found herself very erotic, when she looked at her picture in the mirror. And she found it even sexier, knowing that there was no underwear beneath – she had never been out without any underwear before.
“Now it’s me to compliment on you, my sweet young girl,” the woman said, when she came into the living room, where Christine was waiting. “And you are a real beauty!!! I’m happy to see, that the dress suits you quite well!”
“It’s perfect, Christine! I have never owned something like that. It’s great. Thank you, so much.” Shari hugged the big lady and without thinking she started kissing her and the kiss, quickly developed into a hot dance of tongues. While they were still kissing, one of Christine’s hands wandered to Shari’s bum and even under her short dress, feeling out her naked arse for a moment.
“I see, you really listened to my words,” she said after they broke their kiss. “I really appreciate that!”
Christine finally ordered a taxi and they drove to one of the best restaurants of Boston enjoying a great grilled lobster and a very tasty sauvignon. After that dinner the 53year old white woman, led her 18year old black girl to the club she had promised the night before.
Christine obviously was known quite well at the club, as she was greeted with her name. It was a club for women only, as was stated clearly at the entrance and it was a very noble facility. They entered into a great bar and dancing room. There was some slow Soul Music, not at all too loud. There were women dancing with other women, women at tables with other women and women having a drink at the bar with other women. It was very obvious that these women not only were friends. They either were couplings or they were heavily flirting with each other. There were a lot of couplings were one mature lady was with a much younger women or girl. It was very clear that this was a lesbian club for rich women and lots of them had much younger female lovers.
Shari somehow felt aroused immediately by just looking around and watching all these lesbians.
They walked to the bar, where Christine greeted another mature woman by kissing her on both cheeks. The woman seemed to be Christine’s age, but was much more slim. She was introduced as Catharine and a young, blonde beauty in her twenties, that had her arm around her back and leaned very close to her, escorted her. After a short time of greetings and introducing everybody; the blondes name was Sarah, Catharine complimented:
“You show your great taste again, Christine! Shari is a real beauty; you must have very good nights at the moment? How long are you together?”
“Some secrets, have to remain,” Christine smiled and then she asked Shari for a dance and led her away from the bar.
“I hope you like the club!”, the elder lady whispered into her ear, as they were dancing a very slow soul-song. One of her hands was massaging Shari’s ass through the thin fabric of her white dress.