A Little Devil in Georgia
Georgia's
Weekend
It was late Friday
evening and Georgia May weather felt just a hint of guilt at leaving her
husband for an entire weekend. And she
prayed that he would not make a huge mess of the house while she was gone. But her sister, Amara had been asking her to
come for a visit ever since her divorce from her husband Mike and she felt a
family duty to offer some degree of moral support to her. But as she pulled into her sister's driveway
those feelings of guilt began to fade away into the far reaches of her mind and
a warm, wonderful feeling of peace and contentment took its' place. As she turned off her ignition and opened her
car door all her guilt had disappeared and she could not wait to see her sister
and give her a big hug. She had not even
reached the door stoop when the door
suddenly opened and a smiling Amara was holding her arms wide open for Georgia
to step into them. Soon the two sisters
were snuggled into each other arms and love radiated from one to the
other. For Georgia, she knew that this was exactly where she belonged and she
squeezed her sister just a little harder.
When they finally
broke the hug and entered the house, Georgia caught a whiff of the most
heavenly smell. Taking a deep breath she
looked around to try and determine where that wonderful odor was coming
from. She turned to Amara and asked her
what it was that was causing that heavenly scent.
"Oh, that is from some candles I picked up a
while back at a little shop downtown.
They do put off a wonderful aroma don't they? Come, I will show you."
As they entered the
living room Georgia noticed that the only light was coming from candles that
were spread all around the room. Not
only did the burning wax give off a most delicious odor but also the soft light
of the candles gave Georgia a feeling of safety and comfort. As Georgia stood contentedly Amara left the
room but soon came back with two large goblets about three-quarters full of dark red wine. She handed one glass to Georgia and watched
as her sister took a little sip from the glass.
"Oh, my, that is
delicious. I normally don't care much
for red wine but this is really special.
What kind is it?"
"It is a local
blend. In
fact, I get it from the same place that I buy the candles." Amara replied.
For some reason, that struck Georgia as funny and she
let a little giggle escape her lips.
"Like the "ye old wine and candle Shoppe?" she laughed.
"Now that you
mention it, it does sound a little strange, but you can't argue with the end result."
Georgia took another
sip from her glass and found that her entire body was beginning to relax even
more and that delicious warmth was spreading throughout her limbs. Certainly she could not be getting a buzz
from just a couple sips of wine but something was happening to her. "So sister, what is on the agenda for
this weekend?" Georgia asked.
"Oh, something really special." Just then the doorbell rang. "That must be the special someone's
now."
Georgia took a seat
on the large leather-clad sofa, choosing a spot slightly away from one end but
not completely in the middle. She had no
idea why she chose that particular spot but for some reason, it just felt right and proper. She raised her glass to take another sip of
her wine only to discover that her glass had somehow, miraculously became
empty. "I am sure that I didn't drink all that wine," She said to
herself.
Georgia was just
thinking about getting up and going to find the wine bottle when Amara
reappeared in the doorway. And right
behind her were two of the most handsome men that Georgia had ever seen. Each of them stood about 6 feet 5 inches tall
and weighed perhaps 220 pounds. And none
of that weight appeared to be fat. Something
was nagging at the back of Georgia's mind but for the life of her, she could not put her finger on it. At that exact moment,
all she wanted to do was to drink in the sight of these two magnificent male
beings. It was impossible for her to
decide which one she wanted close to her because they looked identical not only
in size and appearance but in the way they dressed as well. Although they did not have Stetsons on their
heads, in all other aspects they made the perfect cowboys; from rhinestone covered
shirts with pearl buttons to the much too tight blue jeans to the cowboy boots
on their feet. Their faces were tanned
as if they had spent a good amount of time out of doors and she could imagine
those long tapered legs wrapped around a horse.
And then she pictured herself as the horse they were wrapped
around.
The longer she looked
the more in heat she became and she wondered if the other people in the room
could smell her musk over the scent of the candles. Moisture was beginning to form between her
legs and she was having difficulty sitting still. And then one-half
of the dynamic duo was walking across the room directly to her location. "Pardon me ma'am. Is this seat
taken?" And he patted the leather
seat beside her.
Her mouth would not function
and words would not form but she beckoned him to sit beside her. His leg brushed hers as he sat down and she
felt sparks forming between their bodies even through the clothes they wore. She wanted to look to see where her sister
was but for some reason she could not tear her eyes away from the strangers
face. Suddenly her lips felt like
sandpaper and she stuck her tongue out and ran it around the rim of her mouth
to wet them. The stranger seemed to take
that as an invitation and he lowered his face towards hers and soon it was his
tongue that was wetting her lips and she uttered a loud moan. As if by magic her blouse had disappeared
although she did not remember either one of them unbuttoning it. And although she felt no hands undoing the
clasp at her back, her bra fell away to join the departed blouse. She managed to tear her eyes away from the
mesmerizing gaze of the stranger and noticed that his shirt had also joined the
pile of discards.
Both of her breasts
were now being squeezed in the gigantic hands of the stranger and his thumbs
were making little circles around her nipples.
Little lightning bolts were shooting out of her nipples and sending
electric shocks direct to her clit. Now
she knew that the aroma of the candles was being overpowered by the musk of her
cunt. She reached down for his belt to
loosen it but found that it was also missing as was the button of his jeans and
the pants as well. But her hand did find
one enormous piece of tubular meat, which was too large around for her fingers
to engulf. No matter how hard she tried
to squeeze her fingers together she was unable to touch the tips to her
palms. And she discovered that the flesh
between her fingers was so warm to the touch that she could swear that this
male had a fever. She wondered how that
monster cock would feel inside of her if in fact it would fit inside of her,
which she doubted. She had no doubt
however that she wanted him to try.
She forced herself to
look down and when she did she noticed that her bridal set that was on the
third finger of her left hand was glowing.
She tried to concentrate as hard as she could about what that could
possibly mean but no thoughts would form.
The only thought she had or wanted was for the stranger to pick her up
and carry her to a bed. And if by magic
she was airborne nestled in two strong arms one under her knees and the other
under her shoulders. How he knew where
the bedroom was she would never know but he did not have to ask directions nor
did her take anything but the most direct and shortest route to get there. He gently lay her down and climbed beside
her. Drawing her body to him, he brought his lips to hers for a
passionate kiss that included a lot of tongue dancing and spit swapping. She was positive that she had never been
kissed that well before. Their lips
seemed to mesh together for hours and all
that time he was teasing her nipples and gently stretching them out away from
her body.
She could feel the
moisture inside of her folds beginning to seep out and it began to wet her
thighs. And when she did not think she
could stand the anticipation of waiting for his cock to enter her, he was
between her legs. The giant head of his cock
pushed gently against her hole and began spreading her. He took his time allowing her body to stretch
and become comfortable with his width before sliding another inch or two inside
of her. The top of his shaft was in
direct contact with her clit and as he slid forward another inch she moaned
with pleasure that she had never felt before.
And then she heard another moan which seemed to be coming from somewhere
directly beside her. She reached out
with her arm and her hand brushed against another body or was it two
bodies. "Oh God, fuck
me." She heard her sister beg. And the bed began to go up and down although
she and her lover were lying completely still.
And then the huge cock slid forward another four or five inches
spreading her cunt wider than she believed it could go. There was some degree of pain but the
pleasure was more than enough to blot it out.
With one final push, he seated
himself all the way against her pubic hair.
He stayed in that position for a few seconds allowing her to catch her
breath.
As he lay there the
bed was going up and down as the other member of the twins was obviously
fucking Amara. She was no longer moaning
but was actually screaming with intense pleasure. For some reason, that was not even disconcerting to
Georgia. And then her own cowboy began
to stroke inside of her. He started slow
withdrawing almost to her entrance and then much faster pushing back to his
limit. When all of his cock was inside
her he would do a little swirl with it and then repeat the withdrawal and drive
forward movement. Her entire body was
glowing with pleasure and her cunt began to spasm. Never before had she experienced an orgasm
with practically no foreplay and never before had an orgasm rocked her entire
world this way. And her male partner had
only just begun. Although she could feel
a little twitch from his cock she knew he was not even close to cumming.
Soon her screams were
mingling with those of her sister as both women were pushed from one gigantic
orgasm to the next. Her throat was
almost raw by the time she felt his hips begin to tense up. He drove his cock as deep as it would go and
then jet after jet of white hot cum flooded her insides. That cause the biggest orgasm yet and the
loudest scream. Amara and her partner
must have also reached the end because the bed was completely still as everyone
tried to catch their breath.
As they lay in each
other arms, her cowboy took her left hand in his right and began spinning her rings around her finger. "Am I the first man you have fucked
since you got married?" He asked.
Georgia shook her
head trying to decide why it was that question did not bother her. In fact,
she did not feel even a small amount of guilt.
What she did feel was lust and she wondered how long it would take the
man to recharge so that they could go another round. "You do mean the first man other than my
husband, right?"
"No I mean the
first real man. Obviously, your husband is not a real man or you would not be
fucking me here tonight."
Again Georgia
realized that she should be shocked or angry but for some reason, she wasn't. She was slightly amused however but what she
really was, was exceedingly horny.
"I suppose you are right," She admitted.
So tell me what do I have to do for a repeat performance?"
"You might start
by sucking my cock a little. That
usually gets me hard again."
Georgia thought about
that. She had never enjoyed sucking
cock. She had tried it a time or two but
had always found the taste undesirable and the feeling of the cock against the
back of her throat to be repulsive. But
she figured if that were the only way to get him reenergized she would give it
a go. So she unentangled herself and
bent over with her face a few inches from his cock. One of the things that had bothered her in
the past was the way a cock smelled. She
breathed in a little of his aroma and was surprised that he smelled like a
combination of vanilla and cinnamon. She
reached out with her hand and brought the flaccid cock up against her lips and
discovered that she loved the texture.
She opened her mouth a little and allowed her tongue to snake out and
take a little swipe against the head.
The feel of that soft skin was almost intoxicating and she hungrily
pulled the head all the way inside and behind her teeth. Allowing her tongue to begin to swirl all around his cock she felt him begin to
stir. His cock head began to expand and
she took as much of the monster into her mouth as possible before it fully
inflated. She quickly found that she
did not need to move her mouth down the shaft because as it thickened it also
lengthened and soon it was brushing the back of her throat. It was a little uncomfortable getting
acclimated to having her throat blocked but after just a short while the
muscles relaxed and allowed his cock head to be fully
engulfed inside her throat. He did not
try to force himself further in allowing her to go at her own speed and
depth. But he could not help but attain
more length.
She began pulling out
a little and then pushing herself back down on his shaft. She really was not trying to get him to cum
in her mouth. Her only motive was to get
him hard enough so that she could climb back aboard and use his cock as a human
dildo. So when she was convinced he was
as hard as he was going to get she pulled her mouth off his cock and replaced
her lips with her pussy. This time, she was on top and in control and
she immediately pushed her hips down until his pubic hair was mingled with her
own. She began grinding her pelvic bone
against his and reveled when she drew a
groan of either pain or pleasure out of his mouth. Holding herself as far down on his body as
she could get she began to rock back and forth and then side to side using
every inch of cock that he had. She
reached down and began squeezing his nipples the same way that a man might have
squeezed hers and was rewarded by him pushing his hips up against her harder
than before.
Shortly she began
rising up and settling back down with a
rhythm. In just a few minutes warmth
began spreading from the depths of her cunt and she knew she was about to have
another gigantic orgasm. As the cowboy
realized what was happening he flipped her onto her back and began to pummel
into her sheath. He held the vast
majority of his weight from her body but
he was far from gentle as he drove in and out of her. Only when he felt her begin to spasm did he
plunge all the way to the hilt inside of her and allowed his own orgasm to take
over. Her muscles were squeezing his
cock and his cock muscles were contracting and expanding as load after load of his cum coated her insides.
She lay there as he
got out of the bed and began dressing.
And then she realized that she did not even know his name. She wondered if Amara did.
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