The Vice President

My husband was transferred to his company’s corporate offices, we found a house in a very nice suburban community and I was at the school getting my second grader registered. After I had finished the process and he was on his way to his new schoolroom, I asked about the PTA. The principal’s secretary informed me the committee was meeting right now if and she would take to the meeting if I were interested. She showed me into the room, introduced me to the president and wished me luck. The president asked me if I was interested in being on the committee, which to me was the reason I was there. There were nine ladies in the room and one was making a presentation. She waited until the speaker was finished, brought me to the front of the room and introduced me to everybody. She introduced me to the vice president and I think my eyes popped out of my head. She was a very beautiful women, long red hair, legs that went on forever and a very ample chest. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her, something I had never experienced before with a woman, and when she shook my hand, my heart started to pound, the blood rushed to my head and my pussy started sucking air, getting wet. Her name was Joan and for some reason, I would have loved to kiss Joan right there. The meeting ended, Joan came over to ask if I would be her assistant for the school pageant, as she could really use the help.

I was tongue tied, managed to croak out yes, she hugged me and when she pressed her tits against mine, my pussy flooded. We exchanged phone numbers, I drove home not being able to stop thinking about her and when I got home my pussy was raging. I went right to my trusted friend, stripped and shoved my friend into my pussy, turning it on high. I lay there picturing her naked, thinking what it would be like to take her naked body in my arms and was racked with a huge orgasm. My pussy exploded cum like a bomb went off in it. I cleaned myself up, thinking it was just from not having sex in a while because of what happened recently with moving and all. I woke in the middle of the night from a dream about her with a wet pussy, so I quietly finger fucked my pussy to an orgasm. I woke the next morning with her still on my mind and I thought I had better knock this stuff off, getting so worked up over a woman I had just met. As luck would have it, she called me at ten o’clock to ask me if I would like to go to lunch with her to talk over what needed to be done. I accepted immediately and she told me to pretty myself up for her and she would pick me up at noon. The pretty myself up for her part went right over my head, as far as the meaning went and I did just what she said. I took a hot bath, spent an hour on my makeup and hair and another hour picking out a dress. I finally picked a white summer dress that had spaghetti straps and showed a lot of cleavage.

She was there promptly at noon, I walked to the car with her whistling at me and telling me how hot I looked. I opened the door, thanked her for the compliment and my pussy flooded again when I looked at her. She had a short skirt on that was pulled almost to her waist with a purple thong on and a cutoff top that barely covered her tits. I whistled at her then, she grabbed my hand and thanked me for the compliment. We went to lunch, talked about everything under the sun and the whole time all I wanted to do was rip her clothes off and take her in my arms. She dropped me at my house; I ran upstairs to get my friend and made my self cum twice thinking about having her nude body touching mine. Afterwards I thought I must really need professional help, because I would have done anything to hold her against me, naked. Her body kept coming into my mind the rest of the day and that night, I had another dream about her. I read somewhere once, that every man and woman could have sexual feelings for somebody of the same sex, if it was the right person. I wondered if that was the case here, because before I met this lady, the thought never entered my mind of making love to a woman, but now, she was all I could think about. That night, she called me to tell me a new restaurant had opened in the local mall and if I was up to it, we could shop and then have a late lunch. I told her I was up to it and she replied, oh good, it’s a date then, make yourself pretty for me and I’ll pick you up at eleven.

My pussy was drooling as I went through my closet, looking for the right outfit for my date. I choose a red mini skirt with a white low cut summer blouse and three inch black heels. She was there right at eleven, when I opened the car door; she let out a very low sexy whistle and told me I looked good enough to eat. She had on a mini skirt and a top with her tits hanging out, coupled with what she said to me, almost made me cum. We shopped, ate lunch, I had a great time and then we headed home. She pulled into my driveway. I started to gather my packages and she said to me that her dates always kiss her at the end of the date. My head was now spinning; she could see I didn’t know what to do, so she pulled me to her and when she put her lush lips on mine, my pussy exploded, soaking my thong. She held me tight after the kiss because I was gasping for air and she had her hand on my thigh adding to my plight. I wanted her to touch me so bad, but all I could get out was a choked, “Please”. She knew though, because she asked me if I wanted her to touch my pussy. I shook my head yes, she pulled my skirt up, slipped her hand inside my thong, grabbed my pussy and I came all over her hand. My whole body was on fire, but my pussy was now a raging inferno with my cum pouring out of it. She kept her hand on my pussy, asked me if I wanted her to make love to me, I shook my head yes, she then asked if I wanted to feel her naked body on mine, I shook my head yes and she kissed me so passionately, I came again.

She put her finger in my mouth, I sucked on it, found I liked the taste and she told me to make myself pretty for her tomorrow morning, she would be over right after my husband left for work. I hardly slept a wink waiting for morning to arrive, and when it finally got there; I made myself pretty for her. I put on the shortest skirt I had, turning the waist band down a couple of times to make it even shorter, a halter top and four inch heels my husband had bought as a kind of joke. I looked in the mirror and looking back at me was a hooker in heels, I even surprised myself. I heard her car, opened the door so I could watch her walk up the walkway and my pussy went into convulsions. She had on the shortest white shorts I had ever seen; so short her pussy hair was sticking out of them and a cutoff tee that didn’t quite cover her nipples. She looked at me, whistled a very low wolf whistle and told me I looked like a high priced whore. I was crushed, but she then told me, she absolutely loved how I looked, that it made her wet looking at me. We went inside, she took me in her arms, told me I was the hottest looking cunt in the world and kissed me. I was now in heaven, she had hold of my ass, kissed me again and then asked me if I was sure, because once we did this, there was no turning back and I was going to belong to her afterwards. My pussy was a raging inferno again, I feeling I was going to have a lot in the future, like the fires in hell and I would have agreed to anything so I asked her to please make love to me. She told me that before she made love to me, she wanted me to show her my body.

She had me take off everything but the heels, had me strut around the living room, bend over, holding my ankles and sit with my legs spread. My pussy was dripping so much, little cum drops were all over the floor and I was now begging her to take me. She made me go in the kitchen, get on the kitchen table with my legs spread, so she could inspect my pussy. I had never been so hot in my life; my mind and body were both burning up and when she sat down, spread my cunt lips with her fingers and stuck her tongue in my cunt hole, I shot pussy juice all over her face. I still wanted more, so she made me beg her, making me say that now, I was her little fuck whore, I was born for her to fuck, that my hot little cunt was only for her, I was her fucking little cum slut and that I was born to eat her pussy. She shoved two fingers into my pussy hole, sucked my clit into her mouth, I screamed, lost all sense of everything but her fingers and mouth doing my pussy. I was now just one big pussy, wanting to be ravished, she sucked and fucked me, I screamed, poured cum out of my pussy, she sucked and fucked me some more, I screamed, shot more pussy juice into her mouth and I finally passed out after being on my kitchen table for an hour. I was out for a few minutes, woke up covered in my cum and Joan told me she never seen any other cunt, cum as much as mine did. She said, “Baby, you were made to be fucked”. She told me she liked her property to be clean, so we went upstairs so she could bathe me.