I got to Alanna’s around 1245. After a very emotional and somewhat tearful greeting, we sat on the front porch in an unusually warm February day and sipped wine and talked. We covered everything from our high school days to the first time we met each other to what we’d been doing for the past year and my relationships with both of you. It simply felt good to talk and the wine was like having a third companion.
After a couple of hours of conversation we walked across the field to the barn where she still has her horses and boards 2 more for other people. Again we reminisced about some of the crazy times we’d experienced in her stables: the summer we contemplated having me live for a few days in a stall; the time she and some others tied me in a stall and left me for hours: the whippings she’d given me on several occasions; and, the time she and Tisha brought Molly out, dressed me up as a pony girl and gave her my reins.
Wild times for sure.
After some serious touching and embracing in the barn she gave me a choice; Fuck here or in her bedroom. I chose her bedroom because for reasons I am not sure I understand other than I still have romantic inclinations toward Alanna not withstanding her sadistic moods.
We ambled back to the house arm in arm and found our way to her bedroom. We undressed and crawled under the covers. Immediately she was all over me, pinning me to the mattress with her body. We kissed until she hovered over me and pressed her full breasts in front of my face. I took them, sucked and manipulated her until her nipples became sensitive from my sucking and nibbling. She began grinding her cunt on mine. I responded by moving my legs to intertwine with hers and we both started grinding in one of the hottest displays of tribadism I’ve had in ages. We kept on until she came and I was on edge. She then threw my legs back over my head and I held my ankles with my hands; my legs forming a wide “V”. She put her hand between our cunts and then pressed her body weight on me and started grinding again until I’d cumm and she came again.
We kissed for a moment until she reached into her bedside table and pulled out two dildos. I took one; she kept the other. She moved her body around to a 69 position so her cunt and ass were right on my face. I began eating her and she lowered her face into my cunt and tongued me. She slid her dildo into my cunt and told me to do the same. I began fucking her, keeping time with her strokes into me, flicking her clit with my tongue. We rocked on each other, she held back until I was ready then she moaned at me … “now!” we both orgasmed again …lord, it was beautiful.
We lay there recovering until she slipped off me and I shifted my body around to kiss her. We kissed, swapping tongues and each others scent. She slid one hand down to my cunt and rubbed me. I responded by wrapping a hand around her hip and flicking her clit. We both came again and then collapsed. Both of us were shiny with sweat and feeling her body against mine, sensing each others breathing and ebbing was so calming.
She asked me if I’d missed her. I laughed and told her yes. She’d debated between being the good witch or the bad witch, deciding that being the good witch was more appropriate but the next time I came to her I should expect things to be a little bit more intense and demonic.
We got up, dressed and went into the kitchen and fixed a snack. We talked more, mostly about the family, Molly and her crew, and my recent experiences with MW. I agreed to come back and see her in a few weeks when the weather was more predictably warm so she could do some “outdoor activities” with me. I thanked her and left around 6:15.
After a couple of hours of conversation we walked across the field to the barn where she still has her horses and boards 2 more for other people. Again we reminisced about some of the crazy times we’d experienced in her stables: the summer we contemplated having me live for a few days in a stall; the time she and some others tied me in a stall and left me for hours: the whippings she’d given me on several occasions; and, the time she and Tisha brought Molly out, dressed me up as a pony girl and gave her my reins.
Wild times for sure.
After some serious touching and embracing in the barn she gave me a choice; Fuck here or in her bedroom. I chose her bedroom because for reasons I am not sure I understand other than I still have romantic inclinations toward Alanna not withstanding her sadistic moods.
We ambled back to the house arm in arm and found our way to her bedroom. We undressed and crawled under the covers. Immediately she was all over me, pinning me to the mattress with her body. We kissed until she hovered over me and pressed her full breasts in front of my face. I took them, sucked and manipulated her until her nipples became sensitive from my sucking and nibbling. She began grinding her cunt on mine. I responded by moving my legs to intertwine with hers and we both started grinding in one of the hottest displays of tribadism I’ve had in ages. We kept on until she came and I was on edge. She then threw my legs back over my head and I held my ankles with my hands; my legs forming a wide “V”. She put her hand between our cunts and then pressed her body weight on me and started grinding again until I’d cumm and she came again.
We kissed for a moment until she reached into her bedside table and pulled out two dildos. I took one; she kept the other. She moved her body around to a 69 position so her cunt and ass were right on my face. I began eating her and she lowered her face into my cunt and tongued me. She slid her dildo into my cunt and told me to do the same. I began fucking her, keeping time with her strokes into me, flicking her clit with my tongue. We rocked on each other, she held back until I was ready then she moaned at me … “now!” we both orgasmed again …lord, it was beautiful.
We lay there recovering until she slipped off me and I shifted my body around to kiss her. We kissed, swapping tongues and each others scent. She slid one hand down to my cunt and rubbed me. I responded by wrapping a hand around her hip and flicking her clit. We both came again and then collapsed. Both of us were shiny with sweat and feeling her body against mine, sensing each others breathing and ebbing was so calming.
She asked me if I’d missed her. I laughed and told her yes. She’d debated between being the good witch or the bad witch, deciding that being the good witch was more appropriate but the next time I came to her I should expect things to be a little bit more intense and demonic.
We got up, dressed and went into the kitchen and fixed a snack. We talked more, mostly about the family, Molly and her crew, and my recent experiences with MW. I agreed to come back and see her in a few weeks when the weather was more predictably warm so she could do some “outdoor activities” with me. I thanked her and left around 6:15.
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