Tuesday , January 25 2022

Samantha Licking and Older Women Pussy

The smells on the streets just a couple of blacks
east of Park Avenue in New York City are not as
pleasant. I am a half-bred girl of Japanese and
Scottish descent. I favor my Scottish father in
many ways, white skin with blue eyes and full lips, but
I did inherit my mother’s thick black hair that I take
pride in, it hangs down to my waist and shines like a
raven’s wing. I also favor my mother in that I am
very petite. I’m barley five feet tall. Even though
I’m 23 years old now I still get carded when I’m in
drinking establishments.

Even though I come from a poor working class
neighborhood I envy the fine ladies on Park Avenue.
I was well aware that there are wealthy women living
in fine flats that have a taste for attractive young
girls. When I was just entering puberty I often
deliberately dress in clothes that advertised my
figure, to attract the attention of wealthy Cougars.
I would walk the avenue in an effort to attract the
attention of Cougars.

It all starred one spring day when I was window
shopping, because I couldn’t afford to even dream
about buying any of the fabulous clothes, furs or
jewelry. I was only 12 years old at the time, when I
felt a hand on my shoulder and smelled the fragrance
of an expensive perfume. When I turned to see who
was touching me it was an attractive woman that
looked to be at least forty-five years old. While she
was flattering my looks I was studying what she
looked like.

She seemed to be a tall woman, at least compared
to me. She had red hair, green eyes and amusingly
white skin with a hint of freckles. She was dressed
very smartly. I could tell that her clothes were not
only expensive, they were custom fitted. She made a
comment, “Isn’t that neckless beautiful?”

“Yes, it is fabulists!”

“Would you like to join me for coffee or a soft
drink, so you can tell me all about yourself?”

I couldn’t imagine anyone finding my life
interesting, but I was willing to have a Coke with her.
When I accepted her offer she escorted me to a
fashionable restaurant. We were seated at a table
for two, and she ordered cappuccino for herself and a
Coke for me. She asked for my name and I told her
that my name was Samantha. She approved of my
name, and told me that her name was Mamie.

She drew out of me where I lived, what my family
was like, what school I went to, and the name of my
best friend. By the time I had finished my soft drink
and she had finished her cappuccino, she invited me
to come up to her apartment, so that she could get
my opinion about her jewelry.

I was thrilled at the prospect of getting to
actually see the home of a wealthy woman, so I
responded a little too excitedly. It was only a short
walk to the building she lived in on 5th Avenue. There
was even a uniformed doorman, than welcomed her by
name as he opened the door for the two of us.

The widow at my parent’s bedroom only looks at
the wall of the dirty building barley the width of a
tall man from ours, and the window sills are filthy
with oily dirty soot. Mamie’s front room window
looked down on Central Park. I couldn’t imagine what
she was paying for rent. I had only seen apartment
like hers in Hollywood movies. She led me to her
bedroom, and it was overwhelming.

The central item was a humongous bed that was
still dwarfed by the spacious room. There was a
fancy recliner lounge in there and a walk in closet
larger than most bedrooms. Her attached bathroom
had a sunken tub big enough for four people to party
in. I was over whelmed with the opulence.

There was a walk in safe behind false panels. She
walked me in and her jewelry was displayed on black
velvet shelves and there were plenty of extra places
waiting for future purchases. I was overwhelmed,
and while I was looking at each neckless I felt her
breath on the side of my neck and her hands were
stroking my arms. When her hands slid around to
feel my budding breasts, she actually kissed me on
the neck.

It startled me, but I didn’t object, in fact I
turned my head so that she could kiss me on the
mouth. With that she led me out of the safe and
closed it. She led me to the recliner and removed her
suit jacket before she sat on it. She pulled me down
onto her lap. She skillfully started kissing my mouth.
She stuck her tongue into my mouth, and even sucked
on my tongue. She covered my nose with her cheek
so that I couldn’t breathe. When I was about to
panic for want of fresh air, she actually exhaled her
breath into my lungs. She was in fact breathing for
me. She was also feeling my small breasts.

Her other hand was resting on my knee, but it was
soon working its way up my soft inner thigh. My skirt
was pushed up until my panties were exposed. The
longer she stroked my panties the wetter they got.
It took my breath away when she stuffed her hand
down the front of my panties. I was childishly proud
of the fact that I had grown some pubic hairs over
the past six months. She combed my hairs with her
manicured fingernails. When her fingers actually
touched my clitoris I couldn’t keep from squirting a
little piss on her hand.

I was terribly embarrassed, and tried to
apologize, but she simply lifted her hand to her nose
and smelled her fingers and actually tasted her
fingers. She returned to masturbating me after
removing my panties. As soon as she pulled them
clear of my shoes she lifted the panties to her nose
smelled the crotch and even the brown mark before
discarding them.

She also unbuttoned her blouse exposing a sexy
transparent bra with delicate lace butterflies on it.
They did nothing to hide her areolas and nipples.
Seeing her magnificent breasts I couldn’t resist
reaching out to feel them. I was overwhelmed
emotionally as I squeezed them. The nipples poked
the palms of my hands. I lowered my head and kissed
her breasts through the bra. Mamie interrupted me,
so that she could remove her blouse and her bra.
That allowed me to suck on her bare flesh. There
was the smell of her perfume between her breasts
and there was a hint of salt on her flesh. Mamie
returned to playing with my wet pussy.

Mamie interrupted my sucking on her tits to
stand me up long enough to remove all of my clothes,
before she placed me bodily on the recliner with my
head resting on the head support. She even stood up
and removed the rest of her own clothes before she
sat on the recliner at me feet. She parted me legs so
that she could lie on top of me. She sucked so hard
on my little B-sized tits so hard that they were red.
When she could tell that she was starting to cause
pain she started licking her way down the center of
my body. I knew where she was going and couldn’t
wait for her to get there. I started pressing on the
top of her head to encourage her to hurry up and get
down there. She couldn’t be rushed. It was pure
torture for me, but she insisted on taking her time.

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