That made me think of something. "Weren't you afraid it was going to happen at the party?"
She frowned. "Yeah," she admitted. "I was nervous about that for a while and kept it at the front of my mind at first. But then I had a few drinks and started letting my guard down..." She trailed off.
Natalia's jaw set as she seemed to become more determined about something. "But I figured that I've been hiding for so long. I wanted to just be myself, and I thought that the costume party would be a great way to do that without getting caught."
She looked at me. "So much for that idea," she said ironically.
I shrugged. "I was looking closer than most, I think," I suggested. "I was staring at you all night."
She smiled demurely. "Well, that's kind of what I wanted. You know, just to be noticed." She paused for a moment, looking out the window. Not facing me, she finished, "Sometimes I get tired of being invisible, even though it's my own choice. Sometimes you just want to feel sexy."
I thought about all the times I had seen her wearing frumpy, form-obscuring dresses and large shirts that practically went down to her knees. Knowing that all that time she was trying to hide her true self from the world, made me realize just how much pressure she had been putting on herself.
After what she had just done to my cock, and the creativity it took to fantasize about that, not to mention the audacity to actually do it, I started to realize just how much she had hidden from the world. Here was a woman, screaming from the inside out, hiding parts of her sexual nature that the rest of us took for granted. I could only wonder what other fantasies she had come up with over the years.
And yet, she was blessed and cursed at the same time. Even an ordinary activity like masturbation was brought to the level of sexual nirvana, and yet until our tryst in the car she had yet to experience even the most basic forms of intimacy with a partner.
"Well," I offered, hoping to lift her spirits back to where they were before, "you certainly succeeded there. Obviously I couldn't take my eyes off you. I just had to have you."
She turned back to look at me, and the melancholy look was replaced with something far more predatory.
When we finally got to her place and got out of the car, our clothes were a wreck. It was a damn good thing that it was dark and she hadn't bothered to leave the lights on, because any neighbor would have made no mistake in guessing what we were up to.
I'd been in her house before. Several times, in fact. So when she walked in the house and immediately turned to the bedroom I knew that our evening was nowhere near over.
She went to the sink and began washing her face, removing her makeup and my come, which had long worn out its welcome, I'm sure.
I looked at myself in the mirror and suddenly realized that I, too, still had my skull makeup on. I had a momentary panic as I realized that everything that had happened - all of it - had been while I was wearing that gruesome mask.
Reading my mind, she said, "Now let me see your real face." She handed me a washcloth and pointed me towards the shower.
It was a little weird getting undressed in front of Natalia, despite everything we had already done. Nevertheless, I did as I was told and began washing away the remaining bits of the costume and anything else which may have lingered.
Through the shower I watched Natalia preparing to slink out of her catsuit, and once more I was mesmerized by her inherent sexiness and beauty. She stopped, reconsidering things, and came into the bathroom where I could see her.
With a wicked smile, she opened the shower door and joined me. Her hands went to her chest, her nails digging into the fabric and ripping it open in a sudden reveal of her beautiful small tits. I immediately latched my lips to them, and began sucking them in earnest. The water fell between my face and her chest, and as the final remounts of makeup ran off I tasted the slightly chalky residue, but I couldn't have cared less.
Natalia pushed me away, gently, and then turned to the side. "Help me with the last of it?" she said, coyly.
I looked at her and began to see her for the first time - the real Natalia. I began to realize just how much pent-up frustration and perversion must be coursing through her tiny body and huge brain. Being able to fuck herself with an appendage like her tail left her with an amazing talent for creativity and exploration, a stark contrast to a startling naivete and inexperience towards sex as a whole.
The way she pranced in front of me, though, was polished. Too polished. Too practiced. Too... porn-like.
Suddenly a lot of things began to make sense. She was interacting with me the only way she had ever seen it. With no first-hand experience, she thought this was the way couples had sex. I wondered whether or not this was her real side coming out, or merely the way she thought she was supposed to act.
I felt conflicted. I had been holding onto a crush for so long for this woman, that I couldn't help but feel protective. I wanted to hold her, wanted to take her in my arms. I wanted to do all of these things, but there was something about the way she was standing, moving, something that was triggering something far more primal.
She twisted, turned, and placed her hands on the wall of the shower while looking at my face. A broad smile crept over her lips and she spread her legs to present her ass to me. Slowly, with a teasing I'd never thought possible, she lifted her tail and exposed herself to me. Her back was arched, tail raised, beautiful tight ass and pussy tantalizing close beneath impossibly stretched fabric.
She looked like she was in heat. That's the only way to describe it. I've had women bend over for me to enter them before, but never was the invitation so wanton. Moreover, no experience I had ever had before could have prepared me for the raging animalistic passion I was feeling watching her brace herself. She wanted to be mounted.
I was beside myself with lust. "That's the sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life," I said, my voice hoarse, grumbling with desire. My cock was rock hard, throbbing with my heartbeat.
I had enough room to run my hand over her splendid backside, felt the unusual curvature of her skin as the base of the tail lifted my hand in an unfamiliar pattern, feeling new and unfamiliar curves. I grabbed the soaking wet material and tugged a little, and she cooed.
"Do it," she snarled. "Rip it."
I grabbed and pulled, and the fabric melted away from her flesh and began to slide down her tail, heavy with the water. She flicked her tail once, twice, and the wet material sloshed onto the floor of the shower.
I took a step closer and grabbed her hips, my cock finding its own way towards her pussy. I needed to be inside her, a need that felt like if I didn't shock myself deep into her waiting cunt I was going to go mad.
Sliding home on the first thrust, she howled. Her tail shot straight up, pointing at the ceiling, before coming down on my right wrist and coiling around my arm. I could feel her pulling on my arm with each of my thrusts, urging me to go faster and harder, to fuck her wildly.
"Oh god," she cried. "Fuck me like that! Fuck me like an animal!"
I pounded into her. Compared to her lily white skin, the redness of my cock invading her body looked otherworldly. Angry, throbbing, it seemed to be flush with its arousal to the point of bursting.
Unfortunately, her tail was a bit stronger than my wrist, and the more she got lost in the moment, the more pressure she began putting on my arm. What began as some enthusiastic suggestions quickly became a very painful lock on my wrist, and I began to seriously wonder if she would be capable of breaking my arm.
Pulling out of her, I gently started uncoiling her tail from my arm with my free hand. "Sorry," I said, "But it was getting a bit too much."
She stood upright, and gasped. "I'm sorry!" she said. "I was getting carried away. I didn't know how much pressure I was putting there." Releasing my arm revealed white cord-like indentations where she had been squeezing.
Taking my wrist in her hands, she gently massaged it back to health. "Come on," she said. "I'm too close to stop now!"
She
turned off the shower, grabbed a couple towels and threw one to me. Drying as she went, she walked into her bedroom, her tail swaying back and forth with each step. Yet one more time I was completely and totally fascinated.
She lay down on her bed, sliding back to the middle on her back. "C'mon, baby," she purred. "I'm going to give you something no man's ever gotten."
I crawled on top of her, my cock still erect in desperate need of attention. Climbing in-between her spread legs, I knelt just in front of her pussy, looking at the incredible sight before me. Bare and hairless, I saw the cleft of her vagina disappear into a crack that should have given way to the bedsheet beneath, but in turn folded into a white tail that fell down between her legs, disappearing underneath me.
She reached for my cock with both hands, and pulled me off balance onto her. I came to rest on my hands just above her, my cock in her tight grip between her fingers. Once more I felt the furnace-like wetness at the tip of my cockhead as it began to probe her, and once more I slid easily into her body.
In this position, I noticed some things that I didn't notice before. For one, when she moved her tail I could feel her entire vagina shift. There was a solid hardness underneath my cock when pressed together like this, as if the missionary position afforded me no room to avoid the strong muscles and cartilage of her extra appendage.
Just as I was trying to get accustomed to this thought, I felt something else I would need to get used to.
Her tail was snaking its way between my legs, and sliding up the crack of my ass. I looked at her, and once again saw that devious smile. "I've been waiting a long time for this," she said. "Just let me do this."
New sensations can sometimes be unsettling before you get used to them, and this was no exception. I was used to women running their hands around my body, but her tail was running across my inner thighs, twirling and caressing me gently. I stiffened a little, not sure if it was I was becoming ticklish or if it just meant that I needed more time to get used to it.
"Ticklish," I said to her, hoping it was true.
She grinned, and suddenly I felt the tail disappear and then felt and heard a quick whack on my ass. I jumped, thrusting a little deeper inside of her. "Hey!" I complained.
She smiled, broadly, enjoying her little game. "What's wrong?" she teased. I felt the tail begin to massage my ass where she hat flicked it. I had to confess that did feel good. "I felt you jump inside me just then. I liked it."
"Um," I said, not sure how to respond. I started struggling for the right words to say, something quick-witted, but was coming up blank. Once more I felt her tail, warm and smooth, soft as a baby's skin, lull me back into a sensory overload. This time, though, I felt myself begin to relax.
Her tail began to pull at me, forcing my hips forward to move further inside her, and I began to make out in my mind's eye what my actual ones couldn't see. She had nestled part of her tail completely in my ass crack, wedging itself with little wiggling motions, the tip resting on my lower back and looping a little, almost as if she was creating some sort of lumbar support for my back.
Despite the unfamiliar sensation of having my ass spread around her tail like a thong, I felt incredibly secure, cradled even. My entire back, ass, and cock was being engulfed by Natalia, and once again she was showing me just how much control she could demand of my body. Unlike the car, though, this was far more complete. She worked me in and out of her pussy, my cock thoroughly embedded deep in her tight walls, but this was in conjunction with the undulating ebb and flow of the pressure she was creating with her tail.
Suddenly, I felt warm all over. I was feeling sensations I didn't think ever knew existed. I was feeling a harmonic resonance between my cock, my ass, and my hips, all working in concert. Normally my cock gets all the attention during sex, maybe some attention to my balls, maybe an adventurous girl likes to play with my ass.
But this was different. these weren't separate parts of my body - the way she was moving me against her, it was all one incredible erogenous zone. I honestly didn't know if I could ever have sex with another woman ever again. Hell, I think she may had even spoiled me for masturbation.
I ground into her as well, and could feel the head of my cock tightening and expanding. It was getting to be too much, way too much.
"Natalia," I breathed. "It's too intense, I -"
She broke me off with a kiss, and slipped her tongue into my mouth. I felt her tail begin to slide up and down between my ass cheeks and spread them apart, forcing my hips to wiggle. She giggled in my mouth as the tip of her tail teased me.
"Mmmm," I warned. She held on, though, and began running the end of her tail up and down the crack of my ass.
She wrapped her legs around me and held onto my face with both hands. I couldn't move. Every time her tail passed over my asshole I flinched and bucked inside her.
"Shhhh," she said. "I've got you."
There was a little pressure on my ass, and I pushed deeper inside her body as a reaction. Then, gently, she prodded just at my opening with the very end of her tail, wiggling it like the tip of a finger, but much stronger and much faster.
The only way I can describe the feeling of that orgasm is to say, quite bizarrely, like I felt as if my entire body was an erupting penis. She held onto me with her hands, arms, legs, and of course squeezed me for all she was worth with her pussy, all the while her tail had wrapped around my midsection and assaulted me with the final coup de grace.
She never stopped wiggling her tail, never stopped squeezing my cock, never stopped kissing me. My orgasm reached higher and higher planes in a massive crescendo. There was a loud rushing in my ears, and then the world closed in on me.
I opened my eyes sometime later to see a very worried (and naked) Natalia leaning over me.
"Are you all right?" she asked, nervously.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You blacked out," she answered. "Does that happen often?" She was very worried, and had a look on her face like she was scared that she had broken me.
"No," I said. "That's never happened before."
She didn't look as if she knew which answer she wanted. "Are you okay?" she asked again.
I lay my head back on a pillow that I hadn't noticed before. "Oh wow," I said, starting to come back to earth. "I am so okay! That was the most intense sex I've ever had!"
She smiled weakly, but didn't look convinced.
"Natalia," I said, reaching for her. She scooted closer. "I'm not kidding. This has been the best sex I've ever experienced in my life!"
"Even for my first time?" she asked. The Natalia that I had known was back, the psuedo-porn actress had been replaced by the woman that I had known before that night. Shy, demure, and self-conscious, Natalia's post-orgasmic retreat into herself made me realize that I needed to let her know that she hadn't just made a huge mistake.
I stroked her face with the back of my hand. "Nasha," I said, using her more intimate nickname, She smiled and I felt her body calm in my arms. "I don't know how you do it. I mean, you must have one hell of an active imagination, but whatever you did to me, I loved it!"
She kissed me, and over her shoulder I could see her tail flicking back and forth in the air. As I kissed her back my mind wondered whether she was doing that on purpose, or if she didn't even know it was doing it. Either way, I could definitely get used to it.
The End.
She's The Boss
"Hey, John. How are you doing?"
I knew immediately who was calling me, she was the mom of one of my daughter's classmates, and I had spoken to her enough in the past to recognize the voice.
Only problem was...my daughter couldn't stand her daughter. Well, that and the fact that she had had two girls about so many years ago and had really put on the weight. I really like ladies with some meat on them, but Madison was very large and she didn't wear it well.
So when she started making her way towards my car from across the street, I didn't even look up...not until she w
as leaning up against my VW.
WOW! She was wearing a pair of hip-hugging jeans that looked like she was poured into them, and a dark yellow top minus the sleeves and the bra, the front was cut low and I was looking at cleavage that was most inviting.
"What...what...wha...what happened?" I stammered. In all honesty, I hadn't seen her since she left town three years ago.
"Oh yeah, you haven't seen me since I got back in town. Well, you know Jeff's job caused us to move and I guess you heard that he died a little over a year ago."
I just nodded my head and said, "Yeah, I was sorry to hear about that. You have my sympathies."
"Thank you. It is appreciated. But my mom is here, so we came back home to help her and we were never happy in Seattle anyway. Anywho, right after Jeff died, I tried to make it work where we were and I went through a depression and hardly ate at all. The weight started coming off and I liked how I looked and so, I started watching what I ate and started a regular exercise and yoga program and here I am."
"Here you are." I had to repeat things out loud and in my head because Madison had leaned down to my car window at one point and her breasts were in viewing and touching distance, and that top was doing nothing to hold them back. "You look great." I averted my gaze. "Your hair looks fantastic."
"It's amazing how your skin and hair respond when you stop putting garbage in your body," she replied.
Her face was surrounded by loose rings of golden hair and her complexion seemed to glow.
"It's working," I managed to say.
"Well, how's it going with you? You look good. How's the job hunting?"
Obviously, she had been in town long enough to have heard that I had graduated nursing school and was looking for a job.
"Oh, it's going okay."
"Well, I am now in charge of the medical department where I work. You say the word and you are hired," Madison proudly announced.
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