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Sylvia learns about her grandmotherI was on my back on the white crispy sheets in the huge bed. Ida was starting to get up, but I pulled her naked body back to me. I really love naked against naked, touching bare skin all the way up and down. For a few minutes, both women were eating me. Ida was giving my clit a lot of attention, and Dulce had one, then two fingers up me while kissing the whole area around my ass and vagina. I came a bigger, louder come from that. Ida finally pushed herself away from me, kissed Dulce with whatever was in her mouth, got up and went into the kitchen, leaving me at Dulce’s mercy. I had come twice but I still wasn’t THAT excited. I thought to myself: ” I’ll bet I get that way pretty soon!” I put my hands on the back of her head and pulled her into me. As soon as her mouth was on my nipple, I felt a hot rush go from my toes right out my head, with a stop to take a few turns around my soggy pussy. Dulce just kept a steady rhythm with her tongue and her fingers. Guys are usually all over the place and their timing is pretty ragged, too, so I often lose my place and kind of have to start all over again to come with them, and then they are in such a fucking rush to get their dicks in me, and once they do that, I have to do all the work just to slow them down! None of that with Dulce. I don’t know how she knew all my spots and just where to touch, how hard and how long, but she was a lover. I started out just a little turned on, curious, and ten minutes later, I was a red-faced little sex freak, screaming and shouting, and tears all over my face. It had been weeks, maybe longer, since I had gotten of like that! I was laying in bed, Dulce was kissing my tits, it was almost too intense, but not quite. It took me ten minutes to catch my breath . I laid there panting, all sweaty, listening to the soft train whistles. I fell out of bed, stumbled on wobbly legs into the shower that was in the bathtub, and washed off everything from the sex and the train ride.. Her bathtub shower was next to a window full of bougainvillea and some other exotic shrub that only grows in the Berkeley flats. I watched hummingbirds get their supper as I washed Dulce’s pussy juice off of my face and out of my hair. I could still taste her pussy. The sensation in my mouth reminded me of how sweet those moments had felt. I had no desire to use any part of my shower to change that. Whatever was going to happen at Ida’s house, I was determined to have a big bite of it ! I walked into the kitchen, my thighs still wobbly. “Honey, I told you she was wonderful. Let’s see… I just poached the fish in some wine…” Dulce came out of the bedroom, naked, and began to boil some water for the soba These were buckwheat noodles and I had read on the package you had to change the boiling water several times. Ida:”Dulce, get some fucking clothes on your body before you burn yourself!!” Dulce: “It’s okay, I do this all the time. I like to fuck, then, quick, have something to eat!” “Have you had them before, Sylvia ?” “No, I never had..” Ida: “Well, don’t be afraid to try. I know I don’t cook like your mom, but she is more friends with Uncle Ben, the Green Giant, and Chef Boy-R-Di than I am. I have tried to make friends in the neighborhood, so we always eat good at my house..” “Mrs. Robinson sent that pie over, too.” “Oh my sweet lord Jesus, yes. Sweet potato pie and a bunch of O’s samsun escort from my sweetie. I am good, hon, your old Aunt Ida is rockin ‘and rolling out here. After we eat and do the dishes, it’s movie night. it turns out you can rent a little projector from the library. I promise, you will be amazed.” As we ate the delicious meal, Ida was talking about sex. “You don’t have to hold your tongue here, Sylvia. I loved our little thing just now. Did it freak you out to get like that with me?” I got up from my chair, walked around the table and kissed Ida on her mouth. “Ida, I’ve had a lot of sex. With my mom, my sister and lots of men and women, some of them gay, some not. Some of them like to fuck men and women about the same, like me. I loved being with you, loved it. I will do it again, anytime you wiggle your finger, okay?” I walked around and kissed Dulce, too. “I came like a mad-dog tornado when you were on my boobs and up in my puss. I guess you could tell , huh?” Dulce gave me a big smile : “You like it when I lick your bottom?” The way she said it gave me a shiver, what hippies would call a rush. Ida said: “Yeah, Sylvia, the people down the block heard you hit that fucking note! Do sopranos always come like that?” ” When we get done right we do! ” I had to know: “Do you and Dulce have sex with men, too?” “Wait until tomorrow, Sylvia, we have some friends coming by.” “Friends with dicks?” “Last time I checked…” “Do you have, like, orgies and stuff?” “Well that’s a pretty fancy word. Dulce and I both like men and women, though Dulce is special.” I broke in: “Okay, I guess i should tell you this. I told you I have a friend in Hollywood who is my lover and I guess you could call him my pimp, too. I’ve been givin’ it away for free for a few years, but he is sure I can make some money…you know, having sex and getting paid for it. I’m going to whore for him. That’s what I want to do. The whole idea of being this little cum slut who will do anything, just anything, appeals to me. I like to get gang fucked, cummed on, peed on…I really like to be the girl who is the center of attention , doin’ all kinds of nasty stuff…” “Wait a minute. You like pee?” “Yeah, I’ve been doing that since I was a little girl and Rachel and I would pee on each other. Now I like to do it as part of sex…” “What else?” “I like to be a sub, a bottom and have my partner make me do stuff, you know, nasty stuff..” “Like?” “I had a lover who would make me lick the toilet, bowl and seat, while she fucked my asshole with her big rubber dick. When I get going, I like to be that way.” Ida smiled at me and sipped her coffee. “Ah fuckin’ kinks are the best. You’re not making this up right?” I was briefly offended “No, I would never lie about THAT, it’s way too important to me. If it grosses you out I can.. “Ah, au contraire, my darling. Do you want Dulce and me to piss on you?” “It’s a treat for me, just like this pie Mrs. Robinson sent over. I don’t do it all the time, but when I do, it’s usually pretty intimate and special.” “Sylvia….” “I would crawl under you, Ida, and you or Dulce could piss right in my face, my mouth. I’ve been doing THAT since I was about ten. I like to get that way. Maybe I’m getting fucked at the same time, or my boy lover is jacking off, coming all over me, while I’m getting my mouth full of piss. ” “I really want to talk to you about doing two guys escort samsun at the same time. Did you ever do anything like that?” “You need to watch this movie, Sylvia, but listen. Don’t ever put yourself down for being who you are. If I find you doin’ that, I’m gonna chase you down and smack you so fuckin’ hard. I got a lot of who I am from my mom. She was kind of crazy, but she never backed down from who she was to please anybody. She had all kinds of sex, men and women lovers, fucked whoever she wanted to until she was an old, old woman. She kicked guys out if they couldn’t figure out how to treat her right or love her right, and women, too. She was really a force, Sylvia. I was like you, in a way, except I didn’t have a dad around. I was into sex at an early age. She raised me, she knew I would be, and I was. I don’t know how old you were when you started giving boys hand jobs and sucking dick, but I was about ten or eleven. My mom knew. I tried to keep some things from her, but she was so sharp. I know that I was the only ten year old girl in my school who knew the word c-l-i-t-o-r-i-s. She made sure I knew as much as I could about my body, and how to not get pregnant, and what to do if I did. She spent all those years running around with Margaret Sanger and people like her. I’m kind of worried about you whoring yourself. Really, to be honest, I don’t think you should do it. But I’m not you. when I was your age I wanted to fuck everything in sight, too. It was so powerful. I know you are going to do what you want, anyway. When I was in my early twenties, I decided I needed to have a home of my own, and to do that, I needed to make some money fast. I worked on a fish boat in Alaska, I peddled my ass, I transported a few shipments of heroin across the country. Yeah, I did that. When I got enough , I walked into a real estate office here and paid cash money for this house. So, Sylvia, I am not one to lecture you on morality, okay ?. I’ll do any kind of sex thing you want. I can’t speak directly for Dulce, but I know she really likes you.” Dulce: “Thai girls like sex, Sylvia. I didn’t have Jesus or the devil or any of that stuff growing. My mother told me sex was good, and my aunt and uncle were very kind and they taught me a lot about how to make love when I was growing up. In this country they would probably be arrested, but in Thailand, nobody got too excited about a trusted relative teaching you about love and sex. I think I had sex with a boy when I was twelve or thirteen, but I was ready, not afraid or scared. I like to have sex with men and women all in the same bed. You don’t do your stuff with pee in the bed?” Sylvia was delighted to find people who didn’t judge her and seemed to be a horny as she was. Sylvia laughed. “No, we go the bathroom or tub or shower for that! I don’t do that stuff all the time. I’m not that crazy, well, almost, but not quite. But, Dulce, seriously , you could pee on me, you could, I would drink your pee right out of you. I would love that. i even love thinking about doing that..” “Ida, It’s like this for me. I like to fuck boys and I like to fuck men. My current lover is a big fat hairy guy about your age. He’s a sweet guy and a nice lover, too. I was getting it from him almost every night for a few months, and I really began to like the feeling of fucking the same guy with the same dick over and over. My body really samsun escort bayan began to get used to him. You might not think that the two of us would go together, , but now his body fits into mine just right. My little puss perks up whenever he comes through the door, ’cause she knows she’s going to get a nice ride. I like when I tell him to do something, and right away, he does it! And I can feel it! “Al, fuck my ass, c’mon baby, do it.” And ten seconds later, I feel him putting it in my ass! I love that. Different guys are okay, I mean, come on, I’m whoring for him, but for men, I really like his big fat body. I’ll suck his hairy old nipples or his hairy nuts anytime, any time he raises his eyebrow, I’m gonna be over there, trying to make him happy.” “Doesn’t he have a wife?” “Yeah, Rosalie. Rose and I are lovers too. Sometimes the three of us have our own fuck a go-go thing. It’s hard to explain. It’s complicated, but it’s not, because nobody is lying to anybody else…” Ida: “Oh my god, her pie is so good. I’m not greedy about things I like.. I like this pie. I like some good loving, some good reefer, and LSD in those glass ampules that say “SANDOZ” on the side. I like some cutie to eat my pussy, roll me over and jump the shit out of my bones. Champagne is pretty good, too! When Ruth left her old house, she left some stuff with a friend of hers, Claire Wasson. Ruth wasn’t so organized by then and everything was kind of a mess, but Claire made a point of grabbing these.” Ida put three large gray metal movie film canisters on the tablecloth.. “This is what my mom left me. Some old movies. They were on that really brittle, inflammable old nitrate film. I have a friend in the film department here at UC Berkeley. I did some cabinet work for him, gave him some really good acid, sucked his dick and sent him to another planet. He spent hours restoring these onto new film. I was amazed when I saw them.Your grandmother had all kinds of parts to her life that we didn’t know about, and she was fond of adding little bits to her stories over the years, but I know a little about this. I’m going to just run this one.” Ida lifted the reel from the canister. Ida said: “This is a silent movie made about 1919 or twenty.” She fussed with the screen and the projector. She threaded the film onto the take up reel, turned out the kitchen lights, and the three of us watched the flickery count down and opening credits. The movie opened as a short, busty girl danced around by herself in an old cowboy saloon. She was wearing a corset that made her boobs push out and a fringed skirt. As soon as I saw the ingénue dance around the tables and the cowboys, I knew who she was. “Oh my god, it’s Ruth! It’s Ruth Howard! she’s a girl!” “I’ll say she was.” said Ida “Keep watching. This gets amazing…” My grandmother played a bar girl named Clara, according to the title cards. First she was on stage singing , and then there was an abrupt change of scene. Clara is upstairs in the hotel and she is with a guy in an old fashioned cowboy suit. My grandmother Ruth looked right at the camera. She used to tell me that I looked like the girl that modeled for Manet when he painted “Olympia” in 1865. Like “Olympia”, she kept a steady gaze into the lens, then a wry smile crossed her face. I remember her doing that. It melted my heart to see her as a young woman. The title card said:” “Let’s see what kind of six-shooter this cowpoke is packing!’ ” My grandmother reached over and felt his boner through his jeans. I knew what I was seeing, but I still couldn’t keep quiet. “Ruth Howard made a porno? Oh my god! This is too much, Ida…'”

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