Bayview Girls Gymnastics Club, Chapter 5 – Roberta Plastino

by Stam

*** No men this time, ladies! Sorry 'bout last time! ***

My heaving, sweaty belly's slapping wetly against my bouncing, groaning mattress, so hard it almost hurts! Almost! But, if it's hurtin', I gottatell ya'll, it's a very good hurt! A sexy hurt, a beautiful hurt, a look-at-me, ain't-I-having-fun kindahurt! A pleasant, tingly, sugary, burning, sexy hurt that goes beautifully hand-in-hand with all the sweet, sweet thrills emanating from my gushing puss and speeding hell-bent, rushing pell-mellthrough this 68-year-old body! I wiggle and squirm and squeal, bite my tongue, clench my fists and think even my teeth are having cums!

My wonderfully comfortable, expensive mattress groans and squeaks, complaining again - we, me and my sweetie, are really giving it one helluva workout today! With the one brain cell left to me capable of rational thought I reflect that I'm glad I paid big bucks for it and not just for the heavy, quilted, very pretty flowered design of its fabric. It is very solidly built, and heavy! That's why I picked it! A cheaper mattress, subjected to all the bouncing female bodies this one is, might develop a stressed-out mattress spring, which popping through now, might really hurt my belly and more-than-that, interrupt all the fun I'm having. Though my mattress is the only one complaining, it's not the only one in this bedroom receiving one helluva a work-out! (But I suppose it really is a toss-up, which one of us is making the most noise! The difference being, that mynoises sure as hell aren't complaints of any kind!)

No, my moans and groans and screams are noises of pure approval! My head is mashed against my soft, downy pillow, my long, white hair is damp, tangled in the strong hands of the wonderfully sexy girl/woman in bed with me, and as I writhe in exquisite pleasure, I twist my head from side to side, panting for breath, rolling my eyes and, I'm sure, drooling. I can feel sweat running down my back. As I writhe and buck and cum I chuckle a little as I remember a saying of my Dad's, when I was a little girl and he'd see me tired and sweating after a gymnastics work-out. He'd grin and say, "Damn, girl, you look like you've been rode hard and put away wet!"

Well, Dad, - rest-in-peace-wherever-you-are - tonight, for sure, I'm being ridden hard, very forcefully, very powerfully, and I sure am wet! I wildly buck back again – my belly does another squishy mattress-slap – as I fuckback up at Miss Cowgirl, not to knock my skillful rider off her saddle though; for sure I don't want that! It's just such a thrill being ridden like this! And I just love this particular rider's riding style! Teeth-grindingly tough! She gives me my head sometimes, usually when I'm shuddering through another tingly cum, but when I need it, with firm hands on the reins, (my damp hair!) she pulls me in and remains very much in control!

I almost think I'm gonnahear my lover yell 'yahoo!' as she rides me. I feel the ridges of the long, black rubber pecker she's using to fuck away at me, tickling my sphincter as she drives it in and out of my bum! I feel the roughness of the pussy-pad of the strap-on rubbing over my arse as she grinds up against me when she's way in deep! I'm shivering and shaking and moaning as I enjoy this energetic ass-fuck! My hands clutch my new, sexy-feeling, cool satin sheets. Fucking back in perfect rhythm with cock-stroke after cock-stroke I bust another big cum! Damn! My body convulses again, I yank hard and I think I hear a rip. Fuck! These sheets cost me a pretty penny!

Periodically, I yell at my partner, when my lungs can provide enough oxygen for more than squeals and groans of pleasure. She doesn't need it but I encourage her anyway, "Oh, fuck, darlin'!" I sometimes scream. "You're dickingme dandy, baby-doll! Keep it coming, lover! I can take all the dick ya'got! Pound that prick to me! Ride me hard; ride me high! You sexy rider you! Through the clouds; over the rainbow; straight on to heaven, Marjie-girl!"

This is not false praise. It's genuine begging for more of the fuckingthat I know baby can dole out! I think she likes the encouragement. I can tell that when she re-doubles her efforts, bends and hisses in my ear, "You better be able to take it, Roberta, 'cause I got a lotta dick for you today! Now hump that ass some more and give mea fuckin' ride! Buck hard, honey, cause here cumssome more!"

This wonderful girl riding on top of me, whispering in my ear, giving me this exquisite working-over, is 14-year-old MajorieTaggert. She's the undisputed star of my gymnastics team and she's one hell of a brightly shining star here in my bed! We've been fuckingsince Majoriewas 10 and first graduated to my 'elite' gymnastics squad. That means we've been fuckingfor four years now and Majorieand I are very compatible lovers. She knows everything I like and I submit to all her bossiness in bed and do everything I know she likes. Now whether we've fuckedfor 4 years because we are so compatible or we're so compatible because we've been fuckingfor 4 years, I'll let you figure that one out after you figure out the one about the chicken and the egg.

In bed, and only in bed, I like the Major, as the other girls call her for all her bossiness, being in charge but, thinking now that I know what she wants, exerting some effort, I try to draw up my legs up under my body to get up on my hands and knees. I think from that position, one we use often, I can fuckback better, drive my ass back harder against her forceful, forward-fuck-thrusts, but, today, every time I do, 14-year-old MajorieTaggertpushes hard between my sweaty shoulder blades and at the same time cock-drives me even harder and collapses me back down! My churning tummy slaps the mattress again as she nails me, in perfect sync, with another tremendous dick-slide up my bum! The very wet, slippery rubber of the strap-on makes sexy squeaking sounds as the ridges and floppy spines on the 'cock' spread my anus and Majoriedrives her 'prick' unmercifully up my ass! Again! And again!

A few minutes ago, before Majorierolled me over, the little darlin'was on me, missionary style and pleasuring me with just an old-fashioned, flat-out, baby-doll-pound-that-prick-cunt-fucking! As I bucked back at her then, flinging my hips upwards, with my beautiful little princess lying on top of me, up-fucking to meet her downward fuck-strokes, she kissed me as we fucked, tongue-fucking my throat too, rubbing her little titties on my big honeys. Or she sucked my tingling nipples, brown and shining atop my fleshy, floppy boobs, that she'd man-handled, 'scuse me, I mean, girl-handled, up to her mouth. Either way, she never stopped her hips pounding with my newest, sexiest, neatest strap-on, lovingly fastened around those sexy hips of hers, and just kept doling out those sugary thrills!

Major! Taggertis always a real treat to have in my bed and today is no exception. In fact, it's even better today. She called me earlier, out of breath, from her bed, her 11-year-old neighbor-lover-girl's head between her sleek thighs, which, of course, she told me about, giving me a cum-to-cum-play-call. She called to set up this fuck-dateand I was glad to have her come (cum?) over. When she arrived, (I was disappointed that she didn't bring little neighbor girl too!) we wasted no time getting naked and into my bed and as we fuckedthe first time today, Majorietold me she had 'taken lessons', fuckinglessons, and all I can say is – whoever it is? – is one hell of a teacher. I wonder who the hell she's balling now, besides little darlin'neighbor-girl, when she isn't over here balling me.

As I told you all, Majorie, for 14, is a first-class fuckand sure knows how to administer a pussy-pleasing dickingbut, to add to my thrills, it seems that this mystery teacher of hers has, for sure, taught her some new moves with the strap-on. While she was still on top of me, my cunt full of 'cock', my pussy sent the pleasure signals to my brain that told me that Major was swiveling her hips more now, swinging them all around, in-stroke or out, causing her 'dick' to swirl around in my pussy, like a big swizzle stick stirring a drink, causing the ridges on her 'prick' to bounce my clitty around even more often and more pleasurably. On Majorie'sin-strokes, when she's in down deep, bottomed-out, she's pausing now, grinning, her hands gripping and fondling my ass or my tits, grinding her hips tight against mine and the rubbery spines on her dick are slapping my clitty all around! Wooo-wee! She's a sex-conductor, punching my ticket for the high-speed, non-stop, express train to Cumville!

Now that I've been done on one side and turned over to be toasted on the other, I've soaked the sheets under me plenty, as pussy-juice is leaking out of me steadily, not to mention, every once in a while, Major Fuck-Her-Faster, cocks me extra-special, angles the dildo-cock just perfect somehow for extra-special thrills and my brain whirls out-of-control, my throbbing pussy gives another sugary spasm and lets loose another gusher! My whole shivering body stiffens as all my muscles contract in unison, one ge-normouscum wracks my body and I flood the soaked sheets again with another big cum-squirt. The release and relief is mind-blowing!

Maybe you might wonder, how can I be having such good cumswhen I'm on my belly and the 'cock' is in my ass, away from my clitty? Well, I don't know all the anatomy involved but I do know this. My soaked sheets are massaging my cunt when Majoriepins me down to the mattress or maybe it's just my over-heated brain supplying the cums. Don't know, don't care! I've always loved an ass-fuck and my whole body goes into such a turmoil when I'm reveling in a good one like this, that maybe direct clitoral stimulation isn't even necessary. All I know is that it feels just fuckin' great and when my belly slaps the mattress it makes this sexy, crazy, wooomph sound and I can feel my juice from my cum-puddle spray up on my sides. It's a wild fuck!

As I buck and writhe on my bed I don't have much time or available brain-power for thinking about the wonderful girl above me, gleefully administering this fuck! But I do know this. She's a doll, Majorieis, and she always fucks me with abandon but, somehow, today, her fuckingis even more frantic. She's got something on her mind, Majoriedoes, something she hasn't told me, and it's causing her to push me harder, fuckme faster, dick me deeper and altogether work more frantically to fuckme to paradise. The 14-year-old fuck-queen is giving me one hell of a ride today!

But, finally, after one more big cum-squirt, I feel Majorieslowing down her fuck-strokes. I breathe a sigh of almost relief. How much pleasure can one old lady take? Perhaps the Major was worried about an old lady like me, heart hammering behind my boobs, panting for breath, hot as a firecracker and sweat running off me like water off a tin roof in a torrential downpour.

Slowly I feel the strap-on cock easing out of my bum and the head pops out with, I swear, an audible 'pop'! It finds a comfortable home, nestled in my ass-crack and I feel Majorie'stitties and hot body mold against mine as she collapses on top of me, our sweat-sheens mingling.

She rests there, panting, kissing the back of my sweaty neck; she's tired too! But then my own personal dream-doll lifts slightly so I can roll and once I'm on my back again, she drops atop me. I can feel the very wet, strap-on 'prick' snuggled between our tummies, our heads come together and we kiss. We cuddle and kiss, snuggle together, tell each other what great lovers we are and gradually our breathing returns to normal. What a fuck!

Sitting on my dresser is a bottle of wine chilling in an ice bucket. We've already had a glass each, between sessions and throat dry and feeling hoarse, I feel like another one. Pushing Majorieoff me - she moves only reluctantly - untangling from Majorie'sarms, I roll from bed, stand shakily on legs wobbly from all my cums, go to the dresser and pour us each a glass. Liquor is not recommended for the athletes on my team but, what the hell, a couple small wine glass-fulls aren't gonnakill her and Majoriehas, with her all-star fuck-performancetoday, sure earned it!

She's earned something else too. Earlier, between fucks, she asked me to borrow a necklace, my favorite because of its sentimental value – it's not worth very much monetarily – a necklace given to me by my first lover, an older lady. She was a friend of my mom's, who introduced me to the joys of lesbian sex, the wonderful feelings and passions two women can give to one another, when I was younger than the Major is now. Perhaps I was 7, after all these years I'm not sure I even remember exactly.

But I will never forget Paula and that wonderful, rainy afternoon, in front of a roaring fire in Paula's fireplace, matching the hotsfor me boiling inside Paula. My Mom was busy that day and Paula brought new meaning to the term 'baby-sitting'! For Paula, baby-sitting meant having a baby-doll, as I was then, sitting on her face!

I'd already discovered how good my pussy could make me feel when I played with it and that afternoon Paula showed me how reallygood my pussy could make me feel when another lady played with it! Specifically, when another woman ate hell out of it, loving it with her lips and tongue! I was a gymnastics freak back then, still am, and I'd also already discovered the jollies of spreading my little legs and rubbing my crotch on gymnastics apparatus such as the balance beam. Imagine my delight at replacing the inanimate object with a woman's face! Something that when I rubbed my cunnyon it, rubbed right back!

Phase 2 of my education that day, was Paula, oh so lovingly, teaching me to go down on her! From the first wet lick up her crack, I loved it! Can you imagine the thrill, for a little girl like I was then, to be able to make an older lady, stern, elegant Paula, pant and squeal and squirm?! And cum! So delicious! My unquenchable thirst for girl-cum began that day! It was the beginning of an affair that lasted for nearly 20 years until Paula died. I was a rich, independent young woman by then – thanks, mom! - but, that day, I cried like a little girl. The little girl I guess I still was inside, despite being now in my 20s. The little girl I guess I still have inside me to this day. All you physcologistsout there? Is that why I love little girls?

Besides her love of sex, specifically woman-to-woman sex, more specifically, woman-to-girl sex, even more specifically woman-to-little-girl sex, somehow, Paula passed on to me her passion for little girls. Teens and tweensand even younger! Of course, in the beginning, Iwas the little girl but as I grew older, no matter how many ladies my own age or older that I let take me to their beds, or I took to my bed, I always got a special thrill of having a girl younger than myself between my hot sheets! The younger the better! I reckon over the years it has been my homage to Paula to introduce as many young girls as possible to sex, specifically lesbianism, as Paula had done for me.

I reach in my drawer now for my necklace, where I always keep it snuggled in with my undies, my memories of Paula more vivid, as every time I do so. My more expensive - money-wise - pieces of jewelry I keep in a safe in my study, but I can't bear the thought of Paula's necklace being so far away. Buried in an inanimate, very un-intimate iron box! As opposed to being intimately snuggled in my undies! Sometimes after some young fluff has caused me to be runny and pussy-wet up a pair of panties, I snuggle my necklace against the fresh pussy-juice stain and believe Paula is tasting my cunt and cum in heaven!

As I've gotten older, I've tried to pick a young girl to pass my treasure onto. Maybe it will be Majoriebut I have to be sure that whoever I give it to will treasure it as much as I do. Majorieis a dear and a real energetic fuck-girlin my bed, hell, a veritable tiger in my bed but, as much as she puts her sweetness on, I'm sure it is just that, a put-on. I always question just how much sentiment the girl really has. Majorie'smuch more of a dollars and cents kindagirl! And mostly dollars! I always have the uneasy suspicion that Majorieis much more in love with my money than me! I don't mind lending her the necklace but I'm not sure she's the right girl to have it when I'm gone.

I notice my clothes in my drawer seem disturbed. I fumble with my silky undies. I let out a shriek! My necklace is not where it is supposed to be! My sexy underclothes go flying as I pull them from the drawer, frantically searching. Majoriecomes from the bed and even in my apprehension I notice she's still wearing the strap-on and it's still glistening and gleaming with my juices. Arm around me, strap-on bobbing, Majorieleads me back to bed and we sit and go over possibilities as to where my necklace might be.

I haven't misplaced it, of that I'm sure. I haven't misplaced it in like, 60 years. How could I or would I do so now?

That leaves the unlikely possibility that someone has stolen it. Which leads to other questions. Who? And how? And why? Why this piece, my favorite, when there is money and more valuable stuff all over my house? It makes really no sense. Unless someone deliberately stole it to hurt me. And who might that be? Who'd wanna hurt a darling old lady like me! Who just wants to fuckthe whole femaleworld into a beautiful smile!

Majorieasks me who, besides herself, has been in my bed since the last time I wore the necklace.

Looking back, I realize that I haven't been feeling well lately so, unlike most weeks, when there might be any number of girls in this bed with me, that, this week, besides Majorie, the only sex I've had was with young Nicole Redman.

The Redman girl just turned 10. She has been on my junior gymnastics team for a couple or three years and now that she's 10 she has exhibited enough promise, in the gym and in my bed, to be elevated to the senior, 'elite' squad. Yes! Nicole Redman was the last girl, besides Majorietoday, the only girl this week, that I've heated up the sheets with! And as I recall, we turned the heat up pretty high! Full broil, as I recall.

It seems the only other possibilities are my staff members. I trust them completely, as, though they've been with me varying lengths of time, the shortest has been over 2 years. I treat them well, pay them well, have sex with them all, except for the gardener who's, well, a man. The only man I've ever hired. He's gay with a real gift for flowers! Growing them and displaying them.

Sex with my staff members is pleasant and diverting but they are a little old for my taste. My favorite though is Carmalita, 24-years-old, my personal maid, a fiery Latino spitfire who can literally set my sheets ablaze with the fury of her fucking. She loves to fuckme, but she's also bi-sexual and has a boyfriend. A boyfriend I don't like. Not because he's a boyfriend as opposed to a girlfriend. But he's young, only 17, doesn't work, yet seems to have tons of money. He smells of a drug-dealer to me! I'd suspect him of stealing my necklace but the question remains. Why would he? Not that I would put it past him. But the necklace is not worth much money and he has plenty of drug money of his own. He knows I don't like him but I have never bothered him or interfered with his affair with Carmalitaso why would he hate me so? How would he even know how much the necklace means to me unless Carmalitatold him and when those two are in the sack why would my name come up? I'm sure they've got better things to do. I know it! Especially when I hear the Spanish curses flying out of Carmalitaif I walk by her room when Jamalis pouring the cock to her!

Anyway, we finally decide that Majoriewill go and return with Nicole Redman. Why she would steal the necklace, how she would even know about it, remains a mystery to me, but who else is there? Majorie finally removes the strap-on, gives it a sexy lick and suck while giving me a sultry look, gives herself a wipe with a damp towel and dresses. I give Majorie cab fare and she's off.

While Majorieis fetching Nicole I'll call Carmalitahere, question her about Jamaland the rest of the staff. Maybe, someone is unhappy that I don't know about.

I push the button on the intercom beside my bed.

Carmalitaanswers promptly, not always the case if Jamalis around!

"Yes, senora?" She always addresses me as, senora. If I was younger would I be, senorita?

"Carmalita," I say, "Please come on up and bring some clean sheets. My bed needs changing, badly."

"Si, senora," she says and I hear her giggle. She knows whymy bed needs changing.

When Carmalitaarrives, I've thrown on a red housecoat with golden flowers weaved into the fabric. I see her wrinkle her nose. Despite my worry, I laugh. It makes her look cute-as-a-button and I realize what my room must smell like after the furious session Majorieand I have just had.

Carmalitahas fine, up-riding titties and they are well displayed as per usual, their sleek upper slopes and lots of creamy cleavage exposed for my viewing pleasure, in the black, silk top of the sexy little maid's outfit she likes to wear. It's totally sexy with a short little skirt, showing off her long, sensuous legs, well-packaged in sexy, smoky nylons. Black stilettos complete her look! She even has a funny little maid's hat in her long, black hair. I don't insist she wear this uniform, it's her idea, but I sure don't complain! Watching Carmalitaclean my house dressed like she walked right out of a '70sporno movie is a real treat!

Seducing her as she works, peeling that sexy uniform from her sexy body, exposing it, little by little for kisses, is just a delight!

"Please, where is SenoritaMajorie," Carmalitanow asks. I notice she is carrying 2 changes of sheets. I smile. Carmalita's hopeful for a session. I'm pretty sure Carmalita's fuckingMajoriealso but, like I say, if they are performing their duties properly, in bed and out, and when they aren't in mybed, I leave my staff alone.

"She's off on an errand for me, Carmalita. Change the bed for me, won't you, while I've got some questions for you. You look darling and sexy, as usual, dear!"

Carmalitashakes her head, swirling that slinky, shiny, black hair around and gives me a sly, knowing smile. Her glittering brown eyes that have seen everything twice and remembered it all from the first time anyway, twinkle. "Questions? What questions, senora? Carmalita's done nothing, don't know nothing."

Carmalitawalks to the bed, and goes to work, swinging her sweetie of an ass, smirking as she sees the stained mess of my sheets. But first, just to tease me, she leans over, lies her face right on the pussy-juice stains and gives a big sniff and says, "Yummy!"

I cough. "Just pull those sheets off, dear, and throw them away. I ripped them. And then make the bed up again for me, sweetie," I say. "And now to my questions. To start, first off, where is that boyfriend of yours, what's his name, Jamal, today?"

Carmalitasnivels. "Please. I haven't seen Jamalfor two, three days now!" she says. "I think he gone forever! Never Jamalnot come to Carmalitafor love so long! Carmalitafuckhim so good! Carmalitamake the love with him so good!"

I smile. She's not exaggerating! I've listened to them fuck! If Jamalwasn't a guy, I'd be tempted to join them! "When was the last time he was here? Have you ever told him, Carmalita, what I told you that time in bed about my necklace? The one with the 5 gold hearts with the 5 diamond chips?"

"I don't think," Carmalitasays. "Why you ask?"

"Because my necklace is missing, Carmalita. Have you seen it?"

"No, ma'am," she says. "Why you ask about Jamal? You think he take necklace? Jamalno take. Jamalrich. Buy Carmalitamany jewels."

This much I knew to be true. Wherever Jamalgot his money, he seemed to be suffering no shortage of the green stuff and he is generous with Carmalita.

I reflected, though, that Carmalitamust be flustered to call me ma'am. She never did that. But not because she's guilty, I don't think. Just because she isn't used to me quizzing her like this. Usually we're making love by now.

"Why you think Jamaltake necklace?" she asks, sniffing, her eyes big and brown and moist.

"Carmalita, I'm not accusing Jamal, necessarily. I just don't know what to think. Jamalis just a possibility that crossed my mind, that's all. I just know that my necklace is not here and that I didn't misplace or lose it and I'm pretty fuckingsure that it didn't grow legs and walk away. What about the rest of the staff? Any of them doing anything unusual?"

"No, senora," she snivels again. "Everyone fine. Same like always. But I think Jamalgone. But not because he take necklace. Think he find other girl to fuck! White girl, prob'ly!"

Carmalitaseems genuinely upset about not seeing Jamal. Interesting. Jamal's disappeared and so has my necklace. On the other hand, all my staff, as far as I know, are here going about their jobs. But, again, I can't figure why Jamalwould be interested in my necklace. It doesn't make any sense.

Carmalita's finished changing the bed now and she's sitting on its edge crying full out. I sit beside and put my arm around her.

"There, there, Carm," I say, "Don't cry, dear." I'm rolling my eyes because I'm reasonably sure she doesn't have my necklace and I'm positively sure she's better off without Jamalwho's likely destined for jail anyway. If he isn't there already. Maybe that's why he's missing.

She turns into my arms, buries her head in my bosom and sobs.

I stroke her glossy black hair, removing the silly white hat that is somehow so sexy. I totally believe everything she has told me. Except for the interesting fact that Jamalseems to be missing from her bed, in conjunction with my necklace missing from my drawer, I believe everything Carmalitahas said. And Jamaltaking off could be a coincidence. Coincidences do happen. Every day.

Carmalitaknows I know she is illegal in this country and I'm positive she wouldn't try anything foolish. Her emotions seem genuine. Her sadness at Jamal's absence. Her determination that the rest of the staff is not involved in the necklace's disappearance.

So, with nothing else to do until Majoriereturns with the Redman girl, I reckon I'll just cheer Carmalitaup a little! Can't have a crying employee now, can I? How would she get any work done?

As Carmalitasobs, I slip my hands under the sleek silkiness of her top and help myself to a wonderful feel-around of her titties. Carmalita, as usual, is not wearing a bra and as I give her firm boobies cuddles and feels, my mouth begins to water as I think delightfully of her big, brown, tasty, oh-so-suckable, nipples.

She raises her face from lying on my tits and I kiss her face, tasting her tears and then fasten my lips on hers. She's got on some delicious peach lipstick. Carmalitastops shaking and her tongue goes to work on mine and our kiss elevates from comforting, heating up to, - do-ya'-wanna-fuck?!

Asking Carmalitathat, is like asking a starving person if they'd like a bite to eat!

The next thing I know, my housecoat has gone flying, Carmalita's sexy maid outfit is all over my room as I strip it off her, piece by piece and fling it, and my horny maid is going wild at my titties trying to suck them inside out! Like she'll find Jamal, or my necklace, or both, hidden inside. We twist our bodies around into classic 69 position and it's a good thing Carmalitabrought that 2^nd set of sheets because Carm, sexless I guess for a couple of days without Jamaland his big cock, – a record, I'm sure, for her - is pumping juice at me in off-the-chart amounts. And, even after my furious fuckingwith Majorie, turns out this old lady still has gallons of cream to juice all over the beautiful face of my sexy maid! There goes another set of sheets!

As I lick away at Carmalita's spicy, brown cunt and use my tongue inside her cunnyin most mischievous ways, she's doing the same to my older but still lovely, I'm told, pussy. I coax another squirt of cum from the sexy Latino wildcat, feeling her pawing and pulling at my hair, and marvel again, as I do every time I eat out my maid, what delicious and different-tasting cum she has. The young white girls on my team have sweet cum but Carmalita's cum is, certainly not unpleasant, but darker, thicker and more musky. I gobble hot Latino girl-cum! I lick harder, hoping, knowing, my sexy maid has lots more for me!

And I'm not being stingy with my cum either. Carmalitais being very insistent with her tongue that I juice out some more for her. What kind of an employer would I be if I ignored my employee's requests? Especially the reasonable ones!

Dear Employer, how I love your cum! May I lick your cunt until you squirt me out a big faceful? Sounds like more than a reasonable request to me!

I'm just thinking now of strapping-up! Carmalitalikes the cock from her boyfriend and I know from previous pleasurable experiences that a little strap-on cock-action from a woman turns her crank also.

But before we can move on to more pleasure and fuckthe afternoon away to more juicy cums, my outdoor intercom beeps. I answer and it's Majorie. She tells me that she has Nikki Redman with her. Carmalitasits up, wipes her still drooling cunt with the sheets she's taken from the bed and starts to dress as I buzz them in.

By the time they, Majorieand Nicole, arrive in my room, Carmalitais dressed, has changed the sheets on my bed again and is ready to leave. I've put my red and gold housecoat back over my nakedness. As Carmalitaleaves my bedroom, carrying all the soaked sheets, I see a look pass between her and Majorieconfirming what I already surmised. That those two have some fuck-games going. Yummm! Someday I'll really have to look into joining their fun and games!

I turn to the newcomers and suck in my breath sharply. Wow! Sexy, 10-year-old Nikki Redman is just stunning in a simple yellow sun-dress, pink, white and blue striped knee-socks and blue Adidas running shoes with the trademark three white stripes. Her long blonde hair is hanging free and loose, she looks positively gorgeous and I just want to grab her and eat her all up! Despite all the sex I've have today, all the cums, I feel my cunt wetting and throbbing and all runny again! I desperately wanna find my necklace but if Nicole Redman knows anything about it, she'll still know after, if we have a fuckfirst, won't she? Well, won't she?

Nikki seems cool today and confident, much different than the nervous little girl that came here the first time. And I remember how well that visit turned out. She was nervous that day, only until I had her stripped down for action and she was naked in my bed. Then she went into an I'm-a-little-girl-sex-toy-wouldn't-you-like-to-fuck-me? mode and we'd had a whale of a time!

Her eyes are twinkling now and she walks straight over to me, sitting on the edge of my bed, slinging her purse on my dresser as she passes it. She leans down for a kiss. I wouldn't dream of disappointing the little girl. My arms go around her and our lips meet, wetly. Nikki's hot, lively little tongue says, 'hi, did you miss me?' to my panting, greedy, licking tongue.

"Majoriesays you wanted to see me, Roberta," she says, licking her lips when I let her go. "Is it about the gym meet this week-end? Am I going?" she asks, excitedly.

I'm thinking hard. Wouldn't she be nervous being asked here if she had stolen my necklace? "You'll maybe go with the team, dear," I say, "But, obviously you won't be competing just yet. You have to work-out with the team, develop your routines with your new coaches, find, with their help, your best all-around performance. All those things. Only when the coaches tell me you're ready can you actually compete."

She nods. "I understand, Roberta." She gets a sly grin on her face, a very grown-up look. "But youknow some of my best routines already, don't you, Roberta? Were you looking for another demonstration today? I'd be, oh so happy to give you one! You can even share my work-out, if you like!"

Little minx! If she has my necklace, I'm almost ready to give it to her. Just to get this picture of loveliness back in the sack with me!

I hear Majorie'svoice, haughty and snarky, "Well, Roberta, you've got your precious Nikki, I brought her for you like you wanted. Don't you have something you want to ask her? Or did you bring her here just to fuck? Do you want privacy? Do you want her all for yourself? In other words, do you want me to leave?"

"Now, now, Majorie, dear," I say. "Calm down. Patience. We'll get to it. And, no, you know you don't have to leave just because of some sex maybe about to happen. I've had sex with Nikki here before, I'm sure you know that and I can tell this little doll is no stranger to threesomes. Just look at her. Isn't she a cutie? Tell me, Major-darling," I say, holding Nikki's hand and twirling her around, "that you wouldn't like a piece of this luscious young morsel!"

I'm sitting on my bed, fresh-made with cool, fresh sheets, changed for the 2^nd time by Carmalita. I pat the bed beside me.

"No, no, dear," I say, "Just come on over and sit down a minute and relax." I pat the bed on the other side of me and look at Nicole, so gorgeous in her pretty yellow dress, standing in front of me. "And you, Nikki, come sit here beside me too."

Nikki smiles and plunks her sweet ass down beside me, very close. Our legs are touching and I can't wait until my housecoat and her knee-socks are out of the way! Her sun-dress has a zipper all the way down the back and my hand, wasting no time, automatically goes to her zipper tab and starts to slowly ease it down. She eagerly and willingly leans forward to make it easier for me to strip her for business, and I make that zipper whisper as I slowly tug it down toward that ass. Damn! She's naked under it! Smart fuckin' girl! Nikki's dress gapes open and I caress the smooth skin of her back. She shivers and I feel goose-bumps forming. Sexy!

I watch Majorie'sface, who hasn't come to sit on the bed with us – dumb girl, what's up with that? - as I get Nikki Redman more and more naked.

It's not that I want to hurt Majoriebut I have to chuckle as I watch the expression on her face as I continue to slowly strip the clothes from a willing Nikki. The Major doesn't like it much, my hands on Nikki. She knows I fuckedher the other day when she was here and I know Majoriedoesn't like that either, although she tries to let on she doesn't care. As I might have told you all earlier, I'm not entirely sure about MajorieTaggert, beyond the fact that she's undisputedly the star of the team and easily the best fuck! But she always seems to have an ulterior motive for most everything she does, including fucking. She's a pretty good actress, sometimes, and down-right lousy other times. If only I was better at separating out those times!

Majorie'sconfusing. She knows I fuckall the other little girls on the team and I'd swear that she doesn't care about that. So what is it about Nicole Redman that seems to rub my star the wrong way? I know I have to figure it out and deal with it and get it out of the way. For the good of my team, if both girls are going to be on it! And in my bed! I'd ask Majoriestraight out, if I thought for a split-second I'd get a straight honest answer and I wouldn't be wasting my time.

But, I think, today, right now, might be a good time, the time in fact, to start figuring it all out. But if Majoriedoesn't want to fuckwith us, well, fine. It is my house, my room, my bed, my team, these are my girls! And I guess I'll have to remind Majorieabout that. Again. That she can be the boss when fuckingme, but, never at any time else!

I hadn't really decided to fuckNikki Redman before questioning her but Majorie'sattitude makes up my mind for me! It's fuck-time!

I have Nikki shivering all over now as I use both hands to caress her smooth little back, sliding a little further sometimes for nipple-pinches. Taking back one hand from its pleasant task of tickling Nikki, I tangle it in and grip her silky hair and pull her roughly over my knee. She looks up at me and grins. Dress off now, her large, pink nipples, poking a long ways off her flat little chest, beckon me! Come and give us sucks, please! Nikki's little hands come up and stroke my cheeks then she pulls my head down to meet her lips coming up!

But this particular fuckis not to be.

As Nikki and I kiss, I feel her little hands ease my robe from my shoulders. Majoriesniffs and says, "Well, if we're gonnafuck, let's fuck. But first I want a glass of wine. Anyone else? Nikki you're too young. How 'bout you, Roberta?"

I'm sure Nikki's lips are as sweet as the wine but, mumbling through Nikki's kisses, I tell Majorieto, sure, bring me a glass.

I continue kissing Nikki and hear some wine being poured. Then . . .

A crash!

"Oooops!" comes Majorie'svoice interrupting a particularly sexy kiss. "Nikki girl, I'm sorry! I knocked your purse off the dresser. Your stuff is scattered around! Go ahead with your fun though, kiddie. I'll pick it up for you, dear!"

But Nikki wants to help. I release her and pretty much naked now, she rushes to help Majoriepick up the contents of her purse. She's still got on those sexy socks but she's naked otherwise and I can see her tight little labia glistening with anticipatory fuck-fluid. I smile. I really know how to heat up the little ones!

Before she can get there though, Majorieis rising with my necklace in her hand. She displays it and asks, "Isn't this the necklace you were looking for earlier, Roberta? What on earth do you suppose it is doing in Redman's purse? How do you suppose it got there? Perhaps Icky Nikki Redman can tell us?"

A question I'd sure like to hear answered.

Nikki brakes to a stop, staring at the necklace in Majorie'shand.

"I've never seen that necklace before in my life!" she exclaims. "It's yours', ma'am? If it was in my purse I don't know how it got there!"

"Well, Nikki," Majoriesneers. "A likely story. Can't you come up with anything better than that? I'm a woman. I carry a purse too, you know! And I know what's in mine. How is it that you don't know what's in yours? I, for one, wanna know how Roberta's necklace is in yours. How do you suppose it got there, if you didn't take it from her drawer and put it there?"

I'm a little stunned, rise from my bed and put back on my robe. Instead of a rousing fuckI now have an unpleasant task on my hands, it seems. I don't wanna lose this little darlin', she's so sexy, with outstanding bedroom skills for her age, but I can't have a thief around. Even a pre-teen fuck-dream like Nikki Redman.

I try to remember. Did I fall asleep at all while Nikki was here before to be put on the team and fuck? Did I go to the bathroom and leave her alone? Probably. To both questions. She was here a long time that day. But even if I did, how would she know about the necklace in my drawer? Unless she just looked through them all and was fondling my undies. A sexy, young, little thing like Nikki caressing my panties – kinky! - didn't exactly make me angry but if she was, she could easily have found my necklace, liked it, and just decided to help herself.

I find the whole idea hard to believe, but Majorieis standing there, holding the evidence, the missing necklace, in her hand and I'm thinking that Nikki needs to come up with a better explanation than – 'I don't know'.

I tell her that. "Nicole Redman, I'm think I deserve an explanation and a better one than, you don't know. My missing necklace, my favorite necklace was in your purse. That much seems clear. Personally, having worn that necklace for 60 years, I gottasay, I've never seen it go anywhere on its own before. Do you suppose my necklace has just leaned to walk?"

I can see Nikki Redman is ready to cry. I don't know whether to feel sorry for her or angry with her. I just don't know. It seems inconceivable that she stole my necklace but what do I really know about her? She's a good gymnast and a great fuck. Neither one presupposes she isn't poor and subject to temptation.

"But I didn't take it!" she cries. "Honest! Someone else must have . . ."

"Who, dear?" I ask gently, "What would do such a thing? Steal my necklace and somehow hide it in your purse. Majoriedid you do it?"

Majoriechuckles. "Yeah," she says, very sarcastically. "I'm envious of Nikki, jealous of you and her fuckingand scared she's the next star of the team and I wanted to get rid of her so I stole your necklace, Roberta, and put it in her purse! Then I knocked her purse off the dresser on purpose so the necklace could spill out and I could be sure to find it, right in front of you, and frame her with it. Sounds like a complicated plan when all I have to do is kick her ass in the gym or in your bed and I can do both!"

Majoriereaches out, puts her arms around Nikki and pulls her closer, not gently. "Come on now, Redman," she says, "Why don't you just 'fess up? Just admit you did it and I'm sure Roberta will go easy on ya'. What'd'ya think, Roberta? No cops or nothing. Just boot her off the team and that should be punishment enough, don't you think? After all, the necklace is back, isn't it?"

She leaves Nikki standing there and comes and stands behind me. She moves my hair, drapes the necklace around my neck and fastens it, giving my neck a kiss when she's done.

"Well, Nikki girl," I say, "I hate to do this. I only asked Majorieto bring you here because you were the last girl I had in my bed, the last girl in this room, except for Carmalita, my maid and I've already questioned her and satisfied myself that she had nothing to do with my necklace disappearing. And now you are here and, magically, so is my necklace. I don't want to believe this of you, but the evidence seems clear and you offer no other explanation than – I don't know, ma'am. What would do if you were me?"

Nicole Redman is shaking her head and tears are running down her cheeks. I feel Majorie'shands on my shoulders, tickling, caressing and I hate what I must do next.

But I give her one last chance. "No harm is done." I say. "I have my necklace back. Just admit you took it and say you're sorry and we'll let it go."

I hear Majoriedraw a deep breath and her hands briefly, hurtingly, grip me and squeeze my shoulders as I say that.

But her grip on me relaxes when Nikki says, "Oh, Miss Plastino, really! I know it looks bad but I really don't know how or why your necklace was in my purse. How can I apologize for something I know nothing about?"

I guess I can almost admire her attitude. She might want desperately to be on the team but she isn't about to admit to something she didn't do, to accomplish that. If, big if, she actually didn't do it. Of which I'm starting to have my doubts.

"Well, dear," I say, "If you really didn't do it, just give me some credible alternate explanation. Who did do it and why."

Tears are streaming down her cheeks again and I have an impulse to kiss them away. "I don't know, I don't know, I just don't know!" she exclaims. "If you'll let me, I guess I'll just go home now." She's shows a little spunk. She finds her yellow sun-dress and gets back into it. Damn! I'm gonnamiss this hot fuck! "I'll just call a cab," she says. "Don't bother to offer to pay for it – my mom will! Thanks for your time, Roberta! Good-bye, Majorie. I guess I'm out of your way now. I never meant to be in it!"

She must have a cab number programmed into her phone because she punches just one button on her cell, I presume a speed dial button and orders herself up a cab.

Nicole wipes the tears away. "Well," she says, "I thought I was coming over here for gymnastics talk and maybe some sex. Instead I get accused of being a thief and a liar. I don't think I care to be on your team anyway and certainly not in your bed. Good-bye! I know the way to the door."

I have to admire the little girl's attitude as she flounces out.

"Well!" Majoriesays. "I sure wouldn't have thought that about Nicole. Mind you, I don't know her that well but I don't think her and her mom have much money. Maybe she just saw something nice and pretty and couldn't resist because she hasn't anything nice of her own."

I pull Majorieto me for a kiss. "How wonderful of you to stick up for her, baby." Majorietangles her hand in my hair and pulls me tight and hard to her for a crushing kiss! As she does so and our tongues go into high-speed-motion, I think that this necklace business resolved itself all too conveniently and easily and I really have to look into it more but by now Majoriehas two big handfuls of my titties and now is definitely not the time!

Majorieis great in bed but she does have a tendency towards being a selfish, bossy lover. Which, as you know, I really don't mind, in fact, often like. To start this newest session though, today, Majorieis very loving and giving.

She puts me on my back, after disposing of my housecoat and proceeds to kiss and caress me all over. I shake and shiver. She's not missing a spot. She shoves my tits up high and spends a whole long time with each nipple, while she rubs and bounces my titties, 'til they're both tingling and threatening to pop! As she kisses down, she rolls me, first one way, then the other, doing me back and front. My cunt's a throbbing, leaking mess by now but she by-passes it, and goes all the way down one leg and makes love with her lips and tongue to both my feet before coming back up my other leg.

When she gets up near the junction of my legs she rolls me again and gets my ass up in the air. Then she does a good, long, hot number on my quivering bum. Kissing and caressing, squeezing and rolling my lush, tingling cheeks she turns my derierre into one wonderful pleasure zone. Ooooh, there she goes! She's kissing my bung-hole and tickling with her tongue giving me a wonderful rim-job. Oh, fuck! Her tongue is right in my ass! She's tongue-fucking my bum! I scream!

I guess this is my night! Majorierolls me again, I could get dizzy from all this rolling but, believe me, tonight, it's worth it! My baby-doll, my sweetie, is making it worth it!

Majorie's– finally - in my cunt now and, over the years, I've lost count of the number of times my snow queen's gone down on me but, tonight, my night apparently, she's out-doing herself. How the hell did she get her tongue lengthened?

That tongue of hers' is in high-speed perpetual motion and is in and out of me, darting, jabbing, licking and pleasure throbs are hitting me hard and fast! Majorie'sgot my entire labia in my mouth now sucking hard and I'm giving her lots of thick, creamy girlie-juice to suck up. She must think she's on a ride at Disneyland the way I'm bouncing her head around. Not on purpose, necessarily, but the way the thrills are jabbing me, I can't help it.

I'm in so much pleasure I don't even notice Majoriereach and punch the button on the intercom. The button to summon Carmalita!

It must be a significant interval of time later but I'm barely aware of it before I'm on my hands and knees, my head's in the Major's cunt and sexy Carmalita, all strapped-up, is jamming one of my strap-ons, I don't even know which one, in and out of my throbbing, leaking pussy!

After this, I'm bouncing around one big merry-go-round, an exciting, pussy-dripping carousel. Except it has only two horses for me to ride and they are both hot women! I suck Majorie'scunt, then my maid's. I'm losing track. One bum-fucks me, one cunt-fucks me. At one priceless moment, one is up my bum and one is fuckingme in the pussy, at the same time! I totally lose track of whose fuckingwhom, whose sucking whom or how many times I do a pussy-squirt!

My turn! I, very wobbly, get out of bed and find myself a strap-on in my toy box. Strapped-up now, Carmalitaand Majorieare kissing as I get back on the bed. I tell them to line up and they both get on their hands on knees side-by-side, one arm each over the other's shoulders. Their asses are gleaming and jiggling and from this position they can still kiss each other.

I come up behind them. I've got 2 dripping cunts and 2 jiggly bums to choose from! Fuck choosing! I do 'em all!

It's a prick-poke here and a cock-stab there! Majorieand Carmalitaare kissing and moaning as I jab my 'dick' hard and fast into any hole I please! Whichever girl I'm fucking, I grab her hips for increased leverage to pound my 'cock' in deep. Into asshole! Into cunt! I don't care and neither do they! I keep it up until we're all gasping for breath and then my two bed-mates throw me down between them and really give me a working over! Another one!

My necklace is glittering around my neck, I can feel it there, hot and heavy, even through all the thrills, all the cums.

I don't suppose it is really hot and heavy, it only feels like that in my brain because I'm not sure for a moment that the little mystery of my necklace is over. Once these two horn-dog, cunt-hound girls give me a break I'll have to calm down and think about this some more! But not right now, ladies! Not right now!

End

I'm thinking of doing another chapter in the story. Anybody interested? Anyone care if Nikki clears herself and gets back on the team? And back into Roberta's bed? And I wonder what Nikki's mom and the luscious Julie Beamer are up to?