Teresa befriends an elegant woman in London whose secret brings her into a new sexual world.
Teresa landed at Heathrow and cabbed to the Picadilly Ritz, where she was able to relax, kick off her shoes, wash up and prepare for the next day UK campaign meeting with the British branch office of Adam's software developing company.
She and Eric when travelling and apart from each other, awaited assuring calls that they had arrived safely. It was more then that. Whenever they were apart, it wasn't a regular conversation, it was a sexual call arousing each other. It was early dawn when Eric picked up the phone.
Teresa heard his sleepy voice,"Was waiting for your call love, thinking of you."
"I was thinking of you on the plane," Teresa responded in her sultry voice.
Eric didn't know Teresa was lying nude on top of the bed with her legs slightly spread.
"I'm still in bed," Eric told her.
"Just in bed, and...," she moaned.
"Yea with a hard on."
"And...,"
"Stroking it for you."
Teresa saw Eric stroking his cock in her imagination. The long thick purple headed cock that has given her pleasure for the past three years. Her left hand slowly caressed between her thighs. The need was building up in her as she teased herself more and more. Eric heard her breathing become heavier and heavier.
"Darling I need you in me," Teresa said in a soft tone.
Eric hearing her at the other end of the phone, his cock, already hard, began to leak precum. The oozing cum running into the palm of his hand, rubbing it up and down the sides of his blue veined dick.
"I feel your hot wet mouth sucking me into heaven."
"Fuck me," Eric heard her say.
"Fuck me, Fuck me."
His dick was raging, thinking of his entry into her wet pussy. It was wet from long foreplay.
"Is your pussy wet for me?" he asked Teresa.
"Very wet. I am so close."
"Cum with me, cum with me," Eric begged her.
"Be dirty with me, tell me more, tell me you really want to fuck me, do you?" Teresa asked kindly.
"AAAHHHHHHHHH, cuming, cuming."
"I'm shooting my load, love, oh how I want it in you."
"I feel it in me, don't stop, fuck me," Teresa said again.
And after the releases, there was only heavy breathing in different parts of the world. Eric knew he fulfilled the wishes of his hot bitch, bringing her orgasms, as well as she did working him up to heavy streaming ejaculations.
Without saying another word, they hung up on each other, knowing they had satisfied there temporary sexual needs.
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Teresa had several friends in London but wished to be on her own to explore her favorite vibrant city.
She dressed casually in a jean mini skirt with a four button blouse leaving two of them open, creating a deep cleavage, almost to the point of embarrassment. She didn't care who saw her titty assets. No bra, but this time which was rarely, she wore under her mini a thong bikini with the crotch buried between her pussy lips. She needed to feel aroused. It was fastened around her waist by a silky band. Teresa kept her legs bare only wearing high heels.
Teresa left the hotel crossed the street to take the bus to Harrods. Just in the few steps, women and men ogled her. Oh she liked the looks and glares, but didn't pay any attention to it.
Teresa entered the crowded bus, paid her fare, but no seat was to be had. She held on to the bar above her, which slightly raised her skirt. A man who was sitting looked straight at her frontal, probably wondering if she was with panty or without. In the back of her she felt a person pressing behind her. Teresa turned and saw an elegant lady smiling and apologized for the discomfort she was creating for Teresa. Again the lady was pressing against her, this time a bit more, she felt embarrassed.
The woman asked about Teresa's destination. "Harrods," was her answer.
"I'm going there myself," was her reply.
She continued, "For all the discomfort I have caused you, I would like to invite you to tea."
Teresa loved the idea of the offer from the kind woman. As both of them left the bus in Knightsbridge it started to drizzle.
It was the first time that Teresa really had a glimpse of the kind lady. Dressed in a flowery dress, knee length and somewhat low in front. The makeup enhanced her beauty. The lips with the right amount of lipstick, the hair color reddish blond.
"I'm Miranda." she said.
"I'm Teresa," she answered.
"Wonderful meeting you," Miranda said.
"Yes, it's wonderful," was Teresa's response.
Miranda took Teresa to the Terrace Cafe for afternoon tea. It seemed Miranda was well known and a regular. The waiter was already familiar with her order, and told him to bring the same to Teresa.
While waiting for tea, scones, jam and little sandwiches, Miranda touched Teresa's right hand under the table.
"You have such beautiful hands my dear."
Teresa didn't know what to make of it, but enjoyed Miranda's touch. Teresa looked at her with a smile and noted that her dress had slipped up. Teresa was worse off, her mini almost exposed her pussy.
Miranda held on to Teresa's hand as the waiter served tea. He smiled at Miranda, knowing it wasn't the first time she brought a woman for tea.
Getting to know each other, Miranda told her about her past, appearing in sexploitaton films in her late teen years. Teresa listened with great interest, it aroused her. Miranda noted Teresa's cheeks turning red, sweat appearing on her forehead, nipples erect. Miranda leaned towards her right ear licked it and whispered if she would like to come to her flat which was located in a Knightsbridge mews, not far from Harrods.
"Would you like that dear?" Miranda asked.
"Very much," Teresa replied in sort of a weak voice.
Teresa was more then turned on by Miranda, getting a wet pussy. She had girl love during her boarding school days. When she first dated Eric and told him about girl love, his cock shot straight up to be blown.
Both women continued their acquitance chat, when Miranda noted that Teresa's skirt had ridden high enough exposing her pussy. Again Miranda leaned towards her ear, licked around the rim, nipping her earlobe, and...
"AAHHHH, god," Teresa moaned. She let it happen weak for a woman's touch.
Miranda caressed between her thighs. No one could see with the tablecloth hanging down low. Again Teresa moaned, having slid lower in her chair as Miranda's fingers easily inserted between her pussy lips. She felt a dripping cloth crotch, which she pulled out and aside, for the final loving assault of the cunt.
Teresa's eyes glazed over, as Miranda fingered her but not to a finish.
"Make me cum," Teresa begged.
Miranda pulled out her fingers and wiped them over Teresa's lips. Then inserted them in her mouth, where the tongue licked around Miranda's wet fingers. Oh, she was a tease. Teresa was anxious but knew nothing would come off it. Teresa lowered her mini skirt, as Miranda paid the bill.
