Hi, it's Alicia, again, ok, you've read about when I met my husband, you read about the first time I cheated on my husband, now you get to read about my first time with another woman. And trust me, there is plenty more to tell in the other two stories as well.
So, please enjoy, and don't forget to leave feedback.
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To describe what I'm wearing, I'm wearing a dark blue dress with multicolored spots on it, a grey satin front hooking bra, no panties, and grey patent leather heels with a nice 3 ½ inch heel.
It's my first day at this new station in Philadelphia, I had a really rough day, and I'm in the bar across the street from the station. I was enjoying a nice glass of white wine, when I hear some women chatting behind me, I turn to see who it is, when the bartender puts a bottle of beer in front of me.
"I didn't order that." I say, before having a chance to turn around.
"It's from the ladies behind you, and the blonde wanted me to give you this note." He says, slipping me the note.
I unfold the note, it simply says:
"Finish your beer, then, ladies room."
It was signed: Love, Cecily.
"I wonder what she wants?" I think to myself.
I do as the note suggests, and I drain my beer, and I get up to go to the ladies room, and I notice this tall, statuesque blonde following me, could this be Cecily?
She's wearing a nice black pant suit, with a white, satin blouse under her blazer and black stiletto heels.
I push open the door, and immediately I'm spun around so I'm facing her, she cups my face in her hands and she kisses me, deeply, passionately, I feel her tongue enter my mouth.
"You ever had a woman, sweetie?" She asks, squeezing my ample breasts.
"No!" I moan out, shoving her hands away.
She sits me down on the couch, she continues kissing me, putting her hand on my leg, and trying to go under my skirt.
"Stop...please...stop..." I say, in between kisses.
"Say: 'Please stop, Mistress...' Say it, whore."
"Please stop...Mistress..." I say, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Don't cry, girl, I want to make you feel good, do you want Mistress to make you feel good, girl?" She says, again cupping my face, and kissing my cheeks.
"Yes...Mistress..." I cry out, burying my face in her chest.
She raises my chin, and again she kisses me, her kisses are soft, unlike the kisses from my husband, which are rough.
She sit's down next to me, and I finally get a good look at her, she's about 5'10, skinny, I mean, super skinny, short blonde hair cut in a bob, green eyes, and a small but ample a cup chest.
She once again tries putting her hand under my skirt, but I grab her wrist and stop her.
"Why are you stopping me, girl?" She whispers in my ear.
"I can't let you go that far..." I say, smelling her perfume.
She begins kissing my neck, and suddenly my defenses weaken, and her hand goes up my skirt, and suddenly she's touching my pussy.
"You...little...slut, you're not wearing panties, are you?" She says, looking at me and laughing slightly.
"No, Ma'am, I don't usually like wearing panties. As far as being a little slut, that's how I paid my way through college...being a slut..." I say, lowering my eyes, and not looking at her.
"Look at me, Alicia..." She says, in a strong, authority figure voice.
I look up at her, and she kisses me again, and her hands once again find my man made double d breasts, softly squeezing them.
"They aren't real, are they, girl?" She asks.
"No, Ma'am, my Master insisted that I get them enlarged." I say, again unable to meet her gaze.
"You have a Master, huh? You're about to have a Mistress as well, do you think you can handle serving a powerful woman, Alicia?" She asks me, raising my chin so our eyes meet.
"Yes, Ma'am, this girl would be honored to serve both a Master and a Mistress, Ma'am." I say, again lowering my head.
She pulls me close, and we again begin kissing, and she asks me to stand up. She unzips my dress, and it falls around my ankles, and I'm left standing in my grey satin front hooking bra, and no panties, just my smooth, hairless pussy being exposed, I do blush and try to cover up.
"No you don't, girl. Let me see that slutty pussy." She says, pulling my hands away.
She stands up as well, and she rubs her hand over my clit, which to my surprise is becoming erect.
"Do you want Mistress to make you cum, whore?" She asks, locking eyes with me.
"Yes, Ma'am, please, make this worthless whore cum, Ma'am." I say, lust in my eyes.
She unhooks my bra, and my augmented 38dd breasts pop free, and she begins sucking and biting on my nipples.
"OW! That's it, make it hurt, please, Ma'am." I moan, as I run my fingers through her blonde hair.
She sucks and bites my nipples until they're both fully erect, then she begins kissing her way down my body, stopping at my belly button, and trying to push her tongue inside my belly button.
"That feels really good, Mistress..." I again moan out.
She begins stroking my smooth pussy lips and she continues to worship my belly button, it actually begins to tickle the longer she does it.
I begin giggling a little. "That tickles, Mistress..." I say, trying to hide my face.
She slides two fingers inside my pussy, making me jump and giggle a little.
"You like that, don't you girl?" She says.
"Yes, Ma'am, this girl likes that." I say, feeling immense waves of pleasure going through my body.
She begins curling her fingers inside me, rubbing my g-spot again sending waves of pleasure through my body.
"That feels incredible, Mistress." I say, as I start to breathe heavy.
She begins finger fucking me fast and hard, the palm of her hand slapping my pussy lips, her tongue darting in and out of my belly button, tickling me.
"That feels incredible, Ma'am..." I again moan out.
She pulls her fingers out of my pussy and brings them to my mouth, I willingly suck on them, finding the the taste and smell pleasant.
"Lay on the floor..." She orders, slapping my ass.
