I went past their table and looked at them meaningfully while dropping the spoon there. I pulled my fingers out and pressed both hands tight together, spread the thumbs apart and then shoved all eight fingers inside her.From the market square we went on a walk down towards the river. "The way I know us we rather piss on beauty standards." Martina didn't say anything but steered the boat towards a small overgrown island close by. When we got there, we got off the boat and walked naked through the thicket until we were sure nobody could see us. I heard her gasp for air, but she bravely pushed back.The top was now semi-transparent from wetness and her nipples were showing clearly, which made her look even more appetizing. "I' M KAT' S DIRTY CUNT HOLE SLAVE MARTINA! I have no clue if anyone heard us, but the thought of her screaming her horniness out into the world turned me on so bad I lost my inhibitions and just wanted to finish her off.Even though I didn't need the spoon, I inserted it quickly in my pussy until it was covered in a thin layer of slime, and then we left the bathroom. Brutally, I slammed four fingers inside her twat like a pocket.I found the market square (thanks to GPS) and the icecream parlour as well. She wore a pair of tight, stone-washed jeans and a white tube top which accentuated her body nicely. She looked at me once more, just to make sure, then pushed it in with all her strength. Something deep and animalistic, wild and furious broke loose within me and made itself heard with a guttural, primitive scream.
Besides that, she was very submissive and wanted me to call her my "slave". " I asked the waitress as she was passing by our table again. "Straight up the ass." "Oh yes, mistress," she answered.
I thought it odd at first, but it seemed to really turn her on, so with time I enjoyed our little role-play as well. We live about 200 km apart, it was summer and we were both curious. "I'm such a little anal whore who needs it up her asshole constantly.
So we set up a date, a small town, about halfway between both of our homes. Without asking further, I pulled up my skirt and inserted the long icecream spoon between my legs. " I looked up and the teenage girls from the other table were giggling and whispering. My dirty hole is just there to be used by you." I fucked her hard with the plug while I pulled her hair back and pressed her tits against the cold tiles on the wall. She knew what time it was and knelt willingly on the floor in front of me.
I keep visiting lots of online forums and chatrooms related to sex and lesbians, to meet like-minded people and find out more about myself. She's 9 years older than me and bored in her marriage, so while looking for a new rush she tried to find out how it would be with a woman. She slowly peeled off the tight jeans and let it fall to the ground. Nice dark pubic hair was growing all across her vulva, and below her wet labia were glimmering.
We liked each other right away and were both noobs in the chat (though I've been there a little longer than her) and soon we were talking about what we both like doing and how we'd do it to one another. She saw my satisfied smile and said: "I let it grow out just for you, goddess.