Carol sighed as she drove to the beach and her phone binged. She saw that she was now all alone in last place. After achieving the second turn of the contest and briefly being tied for first place, she now saw herself in dead last. She knew her daughter Rose, who was a clear dominant, having been her mother's Mistress since she turned eighteen, would be livid if:
A) She knew about the contest.
B) Her mother lost the contest.
Carol's four friends in the contest were all natural predators, all with jobs giving them plenty of opportunities for young fresh pussy. Carol on the other hand, was a stay-at-home trophy wife and thus had a difficult time finding any young fresh pussy.
The fact she was naturally submissive in the bedroom also made it challenging, although she did occasionally enjoy power and subjecting others to her will... thus why she was an enigma not only to others, but to herself.
That said, there was no way in hell she was going to lose... she was incredibly determined when she had a competition to win. She had originally seduced her husband away from another girl in college because the girl had pissed her off. And then kept him. The fact he was handsome and rich didn't hurt.
So today she did what she did every Saturday... she went to the beach. There was nothing she enjoyed more than the beach. She loved everything about it.
She loved a crisp breeze in the morning and how it warmed as the day went on.
She
loved watching the soothing waves crash again and again... a constant
reminder of the fact that no matter how much the world changed... some
things never did.
She enjoyed lying on the beach and getting a tan.
She enjoyed checking out guys in shorts or speedos (the rare time they were worn by men who should wear them) and she enjoyed being checked out by them... constant validation that she was still beautiful stroked her shallow ego.
She also enjoyed checking out teens in bikinis and today she was determined to get her second turn.
She sat down on a beach chair and perused the scenario... both the beautiful natural scene of the sand and ocean and the equally beautiful scene of hot men and women sauntering around in next to nothing.
What she didn't know was how to seduce a complete stranger.
She sighed as she looked around for a potential target.
Most girls were with their boyfriends, their parents or a group of friends... reducing the number of her potential targets and thus making any attempt at a seduction even more challenging.
It was then she noticed a girl sitting alone reading a book. She was chubby, but in a bikini that was incredibly flimsy, barely seeming to hold in her massive tits.
Carol couldn't deny it... she loved tits... especially large natural ones like these... unlike her own fake ones. She admired the girl for twenty minutes as she just read. She seemed to be here alone. She seemed to want to attract attention since she was wearing such a nonexistent bikini, although she hadn't looked up the entire time so that might be an unfair assumption. Dressing sexy doesn't make you easy.
Then, finally, the girl stood up. Carol stared at the massive tits that were even more spectacular when displayed on an upright torso.
The girl walked towards Carol and past her towards the washroom.
Carol had no idea how she planned to do it... but she was going to suck on those tits. She got up and followed, feeling a rush of adrenaline at the idea she was about to try and seduce a complete stranger.
The girl entered the washroom and Carol followed her in. The girl was looking in the mirror as she put sun lotion on her arms.
Carol summoned some courage and blurted, "Do you need any assistance?"
"Pardon?" the girl asked, startled.
"You have such light skin," Carol came up with. "I would hate for your back to burn."
"Oh thanks," she said, as she handed Carol the bottle, unable to reach her back.
Carol took the lotion, squirted much more than needed into her hands and then generously and slowly massaged the lotion onto the girl's back. She said, "I'm Carol, by the way."
"I'm Tabitha," the chubby girl replied.
"Nice to meet you," Carol said.
"You too," Tabitha said, enjoying the feeling of soft hands on her back. Although there was nothing sexual about this, it did feel nice.
"Do you often come to the beach alone?" Carol asked, making up small talk as she tried to make this physical interaction last as long as possible.
"Sometimes," Tabitha answered, the truth being she loved being alone and just getting drawn into a good book on a nice sunny day.
"Me too," Carol said. "There is nothing more beautiful than a summer day at the beach."
"I completely agree," Tabitha said, enjoying having someone who agreed with her for a change. Her mother said the beach was a waste of time and for slackers... which drove her nuts since she was done with her first year of college and had a 4.0 GPA.
Carol reached over and got more lotion before she lathered her hands and lowered herself to her knees.
Tabitha was about to say something when Carol said, "This is where you're most likely to burn, Tabitha. We always forget the back of our legs."
"I guess we do," Tabitha agreed, although she usually didn't lather up the back of her legs as she never laid on her stomach at the beach... her fat ass not something she ever showcased.
"By the way," Carol said, just playing this by feel and sensing a girl Tabitha's size would be insecure about her weight, "I hope this isn't too forward, but you have a great ass."
Tabitha was shocked by the compliment, as she realized she had an older woman, or not that old really, likely her mother's age, on her knees, her face inches from her ass. Yet not used to getting compliments, she rebutted, "The boys don't think so."
"Let me guess: they call you fat ass," Carol said, realizing this seduction may hinge on seductive sympathy.
"Among other things," Tabitha admitted, "lard butt is another," as she thought of the many different names she had been called, none of them terms you could misinterpret as anything but mean.
"That's just cruel and not even true. I used to have an ass like this in high school," Carol said, which was true. She'd gotten slim in college.
"Really?" Tabitha asked, as Carol stood back up.
Carol said, "Oh yes, college was where I blossomed."
"I wish," Tabitha sighed.
"How old are you?" Carol asked.
"Nineteen," Tabitha answered before for some reason adding, "today."
"Well, happy birthday," Carol said, standing and pulling the teen into her arms for a hug.
Tabitha was surprised by the hug... her mother never hugged her... other than an awkward hug during an equally awkward 'Be the Change Day' that had been peremptory and had changed nothing. She realized she hadn't been hugged in years.
Carol noticed how stiff Tabitha was and said, "Just let go my girl, you're a beautiful young woman."
Tabitha did just that... allowing the warmth of the hug to consume her.
"So what are you doing for your birthday?" Carol asked when she broke the hug.
"Reading," she said.
"Alone?" Carol asked.
"Yep," Tabitha answered, realising her simple day alone for her birthday was pathetic.
"We can't have that," Carol declared.
"What?"
"I'm going to give you the best present ever," Carol announced.
"You don't even know me," she said.
"I know that I have a daughter who is eighteen and I wouldn't want her to spend her nineteenth alone," Carol said, taking her hand.
"But where will you find a present for me around here unless it's just a snow cone or something?" Tabitha asked, falling into the web of attention she seldom got.
Carol leaned in, taking the risk, and kissed her.
Tabitha's eyes went wide. She had never kissed a girl. The three boys she had kissed so far had all been really aggressive and rough... but this was different. She knew she should break the kiss, she wasn't a lesbian, this woman was old enough to be her mother, yet it felt so nice... so tender... so intimate.
When Tabitha didn't push her away, Carol kept kissing the teen... sensing a soft, tender seduction was the way to get this teen between her legs, and more excitingly getting to be between hers.
The kiss only lasted thirty seconds or so but it felt like an eternity for Tabitha, who was confused and stimulated... as a gush of wetness leaked into her bikini bottom. She was a heavy flooder when she came and also leaked a lot whenever she got horny. Although she was chubby and nerdy, she had a high sex drive and owned a dozen different toys she used, depending on her mood. Back at her dorm she had even saved enough money to buy a Sybian which had become her go to friend with benefits, but she couldn't take that on a plane or to her parents' house. Alas, she had been stuck with a vibrator during the summer, which just didn't do it anymore.
Carol gently led the dazed teen into the large handicap stall in the corner, closed the door, locked it, pushed Tabitha gently against the wall and resumed kissing her.
Tabitha's head was spinning.
This was wrong.
This was risky.
Anyone could walk in at any moment... in truth she couldn't recall a time the washroom had ever been empty this long.
Yet, it felt right.
It felt good.
The tenderness consumed her.
The intimacy weakened her.
So when Carol's hands moved to her wet bikini bottom, Tabitha didn't protest, didn't push the hand away... she allowed the older woman to touch her... down there.
Carol slowly traced her fingers over the girl's pussy lips through the thin bikini fabric, wanting to tease this teen until she was ready to do just about anything to come.
"Oh, God," Tabitha moaned, breaking the kiss as her body was taking control.
"I'm going to give you the best birthday present ever, Tabitha," Carol offered, as she kissed the teen's neck. "Do you want that?"
"I-I-I don't know," Tabitha stammered, her mind turning to mush as moral dignity seemed to fade as the tempting teasing increased.
"I think you do," Carol purred as she tugged at the thin strings holding up the bikini bottom.
"It's just..." Tabitha began as she felt her bikini bottom fall away.
"It's just what?" Carol asked, as she was about to dine on fresh ripe pussy.
"I've never done anything like this before," Tabitha admitted, although she would be lying if she said she wasn't a little bi-curious. Most of her fantasies were of getting spit-roasted by cocks, the idea of two at once her ultimate fantasy, but of late she had been having the odd fantasy of doing vague things with her ethics professor, she wasn't sure what to visualise except her professor was naked, which she knew was rather ironic... which is partly what made right now so hot.
"Well, you have had your pussy eaten, right?" Carol asked, moving directly in front of the inviting pussy... which still had all its natural hair... a rarity in today's times... but something Carol enjoyed. The scent of a woman was a beautiful exotic delicacy in her mind, and it was captured best by a nice growth of pubic hair.
"Yes," she admitted, "but never by a girl," and thought to herself, and never to completion.
"Well, it's time to change that, birthday girl," Carol said, as she extended her tongue and began to forge a pathway to the teen twat nestled within the bush.
"Oooooooh," Tabitha moaned, the minute the tongue made contact. It had been at least four months since she had been intimate with anyone, and this felt better than the previous time. Carol seemed to know all the secrets of pleasing a woman.
"You taste delicious," Carol said immediately after a single taste, knowing that many girls were insecure about their taste... many men disparaging a woman's taste as gross or fishy. First, she loved the taste of fish. Second, every pussy had a slightly different taste, making each new pussy a unique new treat.
"I do?" Tabitha asked, having never been told that.
"Scrumptious," Carol purred, as she slowly licked the teen, wanting to enjoy the tantalizing taste but also to build up an orgasm this young girl would never forget.
"Oh, God," Tabitha moaned, the feeling of getting her pussy licked amazing... the fact it was happening like this somehow enhancing the pleasure.
For a couple of minutes... maybe more... Carol lavishly licked the teen pussy... slowly building the teen's orgasm... while Tabitha closed her eyes and just allowed it to happen. Just allowed the stranger to pleasure her.
Suddenly as Tabitha's orgasm was just cresting over the horizon, the door opened and two girls walked in, chatting about two hot boys on the volleyball court.
Tabitha's eyes went wide.
Carol kept licking... the thrill of doing it with others obliviously nearby turned her on. She had munched on pussies in dozens of risky locations and only been caught twice.
She had eaten her senior English teacher in her classroom and kept licking when the principal came in to chat with her; she had eaten Veronica in her store under the front desk while she serviced customers (this she still did monthly); she'd been required to go down on her daughter in a Victoria's Secret changing room with a dozen people outside (not that she minded, she loved being her daughter's pet even when things got edgy); she'd gotten foot rubbed to orgasm by the always devious Jasmine at a charity gala with her husband sitting right beside her; she had gone down for over an hour on Portia, another casting agent while simultaneously doing popular movie star Nicole Kopper at a five star restaurant; and once had tasted Crystal's chocolate treat under her podium while she lectured commando in a short skirt.
She had once been devouring a mid-fifties black woman in first class when they were busted by the stewardess, but the confident black woman officiously waved 'the help' off and she finished pleasing her; she was also caught once in a bathroom at a fancy restaurant licking Veronica's tasty twat when the door was opened by a teenage girl... oh dear... but Veronica just grabbed her head and she kept licking while Veronica invited the teen girl, who was there for her 18th birthday, in for an orgasm... which gave the competitive cunt-hungry MILF an idea for today.
Tabitha wanted her to stop... she didn't want to get caught; yet she also wanted the seductress to continue... the pleasure was too good.
"You could practically see how big his cock was in that suit," one girl said.
"He'd rip you in half," the other girl giggled, as Carol aggressively slid a finger inside the teen, wanting to get caught and perhaps add a second or even a third pussy all in one sitting.
Tabitha let out a loud moan when the finger plunged inside her, alerting the girls.
"Did you hear that?" one gasped.
"I did," the other said, as Tabitha was mortified. Even as she was feeling intense pleasure growing as she was pleasured on the inside and out.
Carol, wanting to make the teen scream, wiggled her finger around and found her g-spot, forcing Tabitha to let out another load moan and this time the words, "Oh, God."
"This I've got to see," one girl said.
"Don't," the other urged.
Tabitha felt humiliated at being caught in such a compromising position, yet the insistent tapping Carol was now giving her g-spot... something she hadn't even known was real, had her about to erupt. She couldn't control herself anymore as she bit her lip and her g-spot was tapped like a snare drum, her clit attacked recklessly and she came, letting out loud screams of euphoria, "Oh! Fuck! OOOOHHHH!!"
"Oh my God, it's two girls," a voice announced from just above them.
Tabitha didn't open her eyes, instead trembling from the intense orgasm that was swarming her entire being... easily the most intense orgasm of her life.
"No way," the other girl said, as Carol, not mortified or humiliated, hungrily lapped up the sweet teen cum flooding out of Tabitha's cunt.
"So fucking hot," the girl watching praised, having never seen two girls in action on anything but online porn.
Carol pulled her fingers out of the trembling teen, stood up and looked up to see the teenager looking down on her. Feeling aggressive and in the moment and taking a page out of her more seductive friends' handbook, she reached her pussy-coated fingers up to the fascinated teen.
The redheaded teen was shocked to see that the woman on her knees servicing the girl was old enough to be her mother, then she was also surprised to see wet-pussy cum-coated fingers appearing right in front of her mouth. Although she was straight, she had kissed a few girls and had always wondered what it would be like to explore the other side. So she mindlessly opened her mouth, leaned down slightly and took the wet, pungent, slippery fingers into her mouth... a taste that was teasingly tasty... as she sucked all the wetness off the delectable digits.
"Good girl," Carol approved, feeling a rush of adrenaline at her sudden sexual prowess.
Tabitha opened her eyes and saw a redhaired girl sucking on Carol's fingers, sucking her own pussy cum from those fingers.
"Wanna come join us?" Carol offered, hoping to add a third to her scorecard, maybe even a fourth.
"I-I-I..." stammered the stunned redhead.
"I'm still quite hungry," Carol said, the offer blunt as a butter knife.
"Oh," the redhead said, unsure what to do now. The taste teased her and she was suddenly very, very curious. She was also undeniably horny. After a second, she moved off the toilet seat, out of the stall and asked, "Amy, can you watch the door?"
"You're not going in there Amanda?" Amy objected.
Carol opened the door as an adrenaline rush coursed through her and triggered wetness in her bikini.
"Why not?" Amanda shrugged.
"You can come in too, Amy," Carol offered, as she pulled her own bikini bottom off. "It's a very spacious stall."
This whole time Tabitha remained stoic... well, trembling and stoic... her orgasm was still sending waves through her, now a good minute after it had first blazed through her.
"There's a MILF in there offering orgasms," Amanda said, "You can resist that offer?"
Carol left the stall and walked across the washroom to the nervous teen and cupped her breasts through her bikini top, "These are so nice."
"Suck them," Amanda offered. "I've always wanted to."
"You're serious?" Amy asked, stunned to being felt up by an older woman, or any woman for that matter... but even more stunned by her friend's behavior and implication she wanted to suck her tits... she was always the wild one, always the one daring Amanda into doing things she would never otherwise do... but this was a whole new level of crazy.
"Deadly," Amanda said, "Either come in with me or watch the door."
"Fine, I'll watch the door," Amy said, thinking she needed to get out of this washroom, as she noticed a wetness in her bikini bottom and couldn't explain it. "Although I can't believe I'm doing even that."
"Thanks, I really need to get off," Amanda said, before she hurriedly hopped into the stall.
Carol abandoned Amy to her task and joined her two conquests, thinking that having two birds with bushes in her hands was pretty good, again closing the stall door but not locking it this time in case Amy changed her mind or just decided to watch. Taking control, she sat down on the toilet and ordered Tabitha, "Come and get your birthday cream cake."
Tabitha's eyes went wide at the dirty invitation.
Carol, sensing Tabitha was a submissive at heart, repeated the order, this time sternly, "Get between my legs right now, young lady."
Tabitha looked nervously at the skinny, pretty redheaded Amanda, shame burning in her cheeks, before she obeyed the order, moving to Carol, lowering herself to her knees and looking at the shaved pussy.
"This is so hot," Amanda said, not believing what she was witnessing.
"Take your bikini bottom off, sexy," Carol instructed Amanda, as she reached for Tabitha's head and guided it gently to her pussy.
Tabitha couldn't believe she was doing this, but she extended her tongue and licked... her desire to obey and please taking over. She had become an ass slut for her last boyfriend... even though she didn't want to... although eventually she began to enjoy getting ass fucked. She had also taken loads on her face and been made to walk in public still adorned with them to please her boyfriend... in the end she was willing to do anything to please, and now that apparently included pleasing women.
"Good girl, lick my pussy," Carol moaned with positive reinforcement as she watched the cute redhead remove her bikini bottom. She then said, "Come here, sweetie."
Amanda wasn't sure how this was going to work, but she obediently walked over to the attractive older woman.
"Step up here and straddle my face," Carol ordered, thinking this would be a very unique lesbian threesome... likely never orchestrated in a porn movie.
"How?" Amanda asked.
Carol suggested, "Straddle Tabitha first and then step up on the toilet both sides of me."
"Luckily I'm a gymnast," Amanda said, as she did just that, using the chubby pussy licker's head for balance as she climbed up.
Tabitha licked the amazing tasting pussy as she felt Amanda's hands gripping her head for a moment. She didn't mind sucking cock, although she disliked the taste of cum... but even though she'd never done this before, she already loved eating pussy and was intrigued to learn what female cum would taste like.
"You're quite wet," Carol noticed as the second teen pussy in minutes appeared in front of her and Amanda grasped her head for a moment before progressing to lean against the wall behind her.
"Hot boys out there, lesbian frolics in here," Amanda explained.
"Well, let me help you with this," Carol offered, as she leaned her head forward and licked the pussy which was shaved, with a tousle of hair above the clit.
"Oooh," Amanda moaned, as the stranger's tongue made contact.
"Very wet indeed," Carol purred, as she licked while being licked.
"That feels so good," Amanda crooned, as the MILF's tongue explored her entire pussy.
"It tastes great," Carol responded, not sure she would catch on to the Frosted Flakes reference.
"But is it less filling?" Amanda quipped back. Guess not; different reference, thought Carol.
And for a few minutes... four, maybe five, Tabitha licked Carol... Carol licked Amanda.
Amanda was near orgasm so she did like she did when getting close with Jeremy, a nerd she utilised to eat her out, as she grabbed the back of Carol's head and pulled it into her pussy.
Carol loved when a woman took charge and she licked more aggressively, while the teen began to grind on her face.
Tabitha kept licking, enjoying the task, although the position was awkward.
In no time Amanda moaned loudly and wordlessly coated the MILF's lips with her cum.
Carol eagerly lapped up her second pussy treat in minutes as her entire face was splattered in pussy perfection. As she did, she wasn't sure if a turn would count if only she did the licking. So when Amanda let go of her head a few seconds later, she ordered, "Your turn."
"I'm not a lesbian," Amanda objected, as she climbed down from her awkward straddling position. Truth was she was curious, but now that she had come, her wild, do-almost-anything personality had calmed down.
"I wasn't asking," Carol said, as she stood up, moved away from the toilet and past Tabitha then gently, but firmly, guided the teen to the floor.
Amanda was surprised by the sudden dominant tone and found herself looking at a very wet pussy. Thinking Why not, she extended her tongue and licked.
Tabitha sighed. She had really wanted to taste the full flood of an orgasm.
Carol looked down at her and smiled, "Don't worry birthday girl, I'm not done with you."
Amanda found the taste almost non-existent, but very wet. She also found licking a pussy a completely different task from doing a cock. Sucking a cock was one-dimensional and mindless... just bob. But licking a pussy was an extravaganza of possibilities. She could lick, probe, nibble and suck. She could tease the lips, play with the clit, part the pussy lips or try to tongue fuck the hole. So many choices.
Carol was getting close but wanting to give her cum to Tabitha, turned around and ordered, "Lick my asshole, slut."
Amanda was shocked at being called a slut... no guy had ever had the balls to do that... nor had she ever considered licking an asshole, yet she felt compelled to do so now.
Tabitha meanwhile needed no invitation as she eagerly buried her face back in the pussy she craved.
Amanda used her hands to part the MILF's impressively tight ass cheeks and awkwardly licked the tiny rosebud. As she did, she wondered if her own rosebud looked that tiny... all puckered up and inviting. She had once been fingered in the ass, but that was it. Now she wondered what it would be like to have someone licking her ass... she would be calling Jeremy later on today.
Carol quietly pulled out her phone and shot a short video front and back as proof for the competition of her two turns... she knew the other four would find it hard to believe otherwise.
Carol had never had double pleasure like this... sure, she had been double penetrated (the first time was by Portia and Jasmine and most recently by her daughter and her daughter's best friend), both times by two strap-on cocks, but this was different. It was a major turn-on to be in charge, to be the one being pleasured... and that led to a rather quick, but massive orgasm just as the stall door cracked open and Amy stage whispered, "People are coming."
"Yes we are," Carol agreed with a loud moan.
"Oh my God," Amy gasped.
"Oh my God, indeed," Carol moaned, as she came all over the teen's face.
Tabitha eagerly licked up the cunt cum, in awe of how much was pouring out and how delicious it was.
Amanda stood up and said, "It's been a blast... literally, but I've got to go."
"It was my pleasure," Carol smiled, enjoying the pun.
"Indeed," Amanda laughed, as she put on her bikini bottom.
Tabitha didn't care about other people walking in anymore, she just wanted to keep licking up Carol's pussy cum.
Once Amanda and Amy had left, Carol leaned over and locked the door again. She looked down at the teen and asked, "Enjoy your birthday present?"
"Best one ever," Tabitha said, "way tastier than a snow cone," as she remained on her knees, her face agleam with wetness.
As two other women came into the bathroom, Carol pulled Tabitha up and kissed her... tenderly. They then both quietly got dressed and cuddled until the bathroom was again empty.
Carol asked, "So what plans do you have for the rest of your special day?"
"Lesbian porn," Tabitha joked.
Carol laughed, "That's me every day."
"Dinner with my parents, then going to a late-night movie with my best friend," Tabitha answered, both of those seeming literally anti-climactic. Or at least post-climactic.
"If you want, text me what movie and which theatre," Carol offered, "I'll maybe give you one final birthday present," as she wondered if she could get Tabitha's friend between her legs and also use the strap-on she was now in the mood to wield.
"Daphne would never," Tabitha said.
"Would you have thought you would half an hour ago?" Carol questioned.
"Point taken," Tabitha agreed. Now that she had been pleased by a woman and tasted the sweet nectar of one... the idea of more was tantalizing... plus Daphne was a follower... maybe she would... maybe it would lead to more in the future.
Carol grabbed a pen from her purse, wrote her number on a notepad and handed the page to her. "Call me if you want a very special birthday evening."
"It can't beat this," Tabitha said, unable to fathom how the next time could be as exhilarating as the first.
"Oh, trust me, I can really rock your world," Carol promised.
"Too late," Tabitha joked, "I'm already rocked."
"Okay then, I can bring you to multiple orgasms, and maybe seduce your friend while giving you one more big present," Carol teased, sensing Tabitha wouldn't catch on about the strap-on hints.
"Okay," Tabitha agreed.
"Do you know which movie already?" Carol asked.
"Yeah, it's Hope Grows Sweet," Tabitha said, a romantic comedy she had been dying to see.
"What theatre?" Carol asked, a plan formulating in her head.
"Seven Oaks," Tabitha said.
"Late showing?"
"9:45."
"Great, I'll see you there," Carol said, deciding to make the decision for the teen.
"Okay," Tabitha agreed, excited, curious and as usual nervous.
Carol leaned in and kissed the teen again before promising, "You won't regret it, I'm going to end your birthday with a bang."
They walked out of the stall and headed their separate ways.
Once in her car, Carol pulled out her phone. 12:12 PM. She went to the scoreboard and added not one, but two points for herself.
Scoreboard:
Carol: 3
Jasmine: 3
Crystal: 2
Portia: 2
Veronica: 2
She had just gone from last to tied for first. Plus, her name outranked Jasmine's alphabetically so she was literally in first place.
Jasmine texted her: You scored two?
Carol smiled and responded: Yep, and the day is just getting started.
THE END
Coming next in October of 2018: Turning Contest: A Former Student
