The night, as always, makes the bedroom so, so dark. But the pulling of fingers against my panties is unmistakable.
Jesus, this woman is insatiable.
Not even my one serious boyfriend was like this.
We could go out to the little drive-in one small podunk town over and he'd be more interested in the movie than in me.
Nancy likes movies too, but she watches them with me on her lap, my legs spread, with both her hands down the front of my panties, fingers inside me.
I'm so wet by the end of the movie it's embarrassing.
And now she's waking me out of a deep sleep to touch me.
"What is it about your smell and taste, Shelby?" She asks. She is almost muttering to herself. I can hear the disbelief in her tone. "I just can't leave you alone...can't get enough of you."
Seconds later my panties are gone.
I'm lying on my stomach and she gently spreads my ass cheeks apart and inhales deeply. "Your scent drives me wild."
I flush. The woman just basically said the smell of my ass turns her on.
I feel her lips on my clean skin, a kiss here, a gentle nip there, a lick there. I grip the sheets when her tongue finds my tiny puckered asshole. She is so dirty - she not only licks and kisses me there, she sucks. She causes my ass to lift off the bed, seeking her out.
"Roll over," she growls, and she gives my cheeks a squeeze.
I do and she pushes my legs up until my knees bend, then she lets my knees fall to the sides. I feel like a frog splayed out on a dissection table.
In the dark I see Nancy's form rise up in the bed, her naked breasts and flat stomach over me. She's in her early forties.
I think.
I'm eighteen and new to all of this.
She's changed my perception that women all eventually get fat.
The bed jiggles underneath me along with the jiggling of her breasts. Her hands find my waist and she grips me there.
"Do you know what I want to do to you?" She whispers.
I don't bother to answer. I know she's going to tell me anyway. Her eyes seem to almost glow at me in the dark.
"I want to feel your pussy again, Shelby. Spread you apart and rub those soft, little inner lips. Rub against your hole until you're soaking. Slide my fingers inside your pussy so I can feel your wet heat. And I want to rub my pussy lips against yours. Would you like that?"
Why answer? She knows that my body does.
The pussy-on-pussy action is relatively new. She didn't even know it was a thing until she'd discovered it on some porn site. She'd also discovered that lube made it feel even better. That she could hump my pussy for longer periods if lube was involved.
But first, she takes her thumb and tests the waters, so to speak. She runs it up from my taint to the top of my sensitive clit. And, of course, as I always am around her: I am already wet.
Her eyes flash at me in the dark. She loves it that I'm wet for her now. Just a few short weeks ago that wasn't the case.
When I was still fighting against the system, fighting the goons that would always end up twisting me into ideal positions that bared my body the best for Nancy.
Eventually I got tired of there being a crowd of people in the room watching her touching me. And besides - I'm five feet even. Fighting two men built like professional wrestlers was never going to work. They always left me bound, ass in the air. Or bound, legs spread. Or one day, and I don't know why, Nancy didn't even have them bind me at all. Instead she let the goons simply hold me down with their strength to make me comply.
But she never ever let anybody join in. The only touching was done by her. The only kissing was done by her. The only penetrating was done by her.
Especially my ass. She wouldn't let anybody else go near my ass. For some reason that part of me was sacrosanct to her. Taboo for sure, but completely off limits to even Nancy's boss, and Nancy let everybody know it.
I jerk when I feel her tongue parting my inner lips. She's startled me while I was off on my reverie. Her hands grip my knees while her mouth roots around in my pussy.
Her words always inflame me with heat - low, heat that always embarrasses me but that are positive, so that my body seems proud on a cellular level to be performing well for her.
