Author: Chuck Witt Category: Lesbians
Being a rich Georgian socialite, I didn’t have the need to work like the common people of the world. I found myself spending most of my days attending various events like gallery openings and mid-afternoon tea parties, which made my life extremely dull.
One Saturday afternoon my bore of a husband suggested that I go to one of his new business partner’s house for a tea party so I could become acquainted with his wife.
I drove past the iron gates of her driveway to the beautiful plantation mansion with hundred year old willows that lined both sides of the drive. I thought to myself, ‘Another afternoon sipping tea and eating finger sandwiches.’ I wondered how I was going to fake interest in what this old hag had to say for the next three hours. When the door opened, I was truly surprised what I saw.
Alexis was about 24 years old, 10 years my junior, and was wearing a white linen robe. She had curly blond hair, flawless skin, perky breasts and a very petite body that made me a little envious.
I was no slouch myself. With my constant aerobic, 36C chest and the finest plastic surgeons that money could buy, I still had the body that could turn many young men’s heads. But she was all natural and it made me a little mad.
“Hello, you must be Martha?” Alexis asked.
“Yes my dear, I’m Martha. I seem to be a little over dressed for the occasion. Or am I early?” I asked. I was wearing a floral dress that went past my knees and was quite modest.
“No you are on time and, like, I must have totally spaced out telling Bob to have you bring a swimsuit. But no worries I have one that you can wear,” she replied nonchalantly.
Thinking that a proper southern lady doesn’t wear someone else’s clothes, let alone a swimsuit, I quickly changed the topic. “I can tell from your accent you aren’t from Georgia.”
“No, I’m from Cali, but I met Bob when he was there for some conference thingy. I was working there as a waitress and when I touched his hand, I just knew that our chi matched… so two weeks later here I am,” Alexis rambled on while we stood in the doorway.
At first I thought to myself that this young lady was a complete space cadet, but the more she talked the more I started to like her. She was wild, fun and totally different than all the boring ladies I had been around before.
“Oh, like wow, where are my manners? Would you like to come in?” she finally asked me.
“That would be lovely,” I replied.
Alexis led me through the house and straight to the backyard, forgoing the normally predictable house tour, and took me to a small table by the pool. Once we got there she untied her robe and let it fall to the ground. She was wearing a very small blue bikini that barely covered her well-toned tanned body.
“Isn’t this totally bitching?” Alexis asked me.
I blushed from her remarked and almost nude body, but enjoyed her openness and said, “Yes, it is very nice pool.”
“So what do you want to drink? I have rum, beer, Jack, Jim, I have pretty much a full bar,” she asked.
Again, I was taken aback by Alexis. Every tea party I had been to there had, well, there had been tea, but we had everything but tea.
“Do you have any wine?” I finally asked.
Alexis put her hand on her hips and opened her mouth in disbelief and said, “Wine? You really need to relax more girlfriend. I’ll tell you what, I’ll make you a killer drink I use to make in Cali, you’ll totally love it!”
Before I could protest, Alexis left the table and went to the pool bar to make the concoction. I sat there waiting both nervously and a little excited. This was the first time in a long time that I had felt this way.
Alexis returned to the table with two large glasses filled with a pink slushy liquid in them and placed one of them in front of me.
“Now be careful, the first sip will make your lips tingle, and then the second sip will make your clit stand at attention,” Alexis said laughing.
I was a little shocked at first by what Alexis said, but then I chuckled and said, “Well it has been a while since my little sailor has reported for duty, I’m afraid he is lost at sea.” Then I took a deep draw of the drink she gave me.
She laughed and said, “You southern people say the funniest things. I think it’s so cute!”
“Well my dear, we southern belles don’t discuss about such things in the open in such colorful terms, so we come up with little euphemisms,” I informed her.
Looking over her glass, Alexis looked confused.
“My dear, a euphemism is the substitution of a mild, indirect, or vague expression for one thought to be offensive, harsh, or blunt,” I said.
“Huh?” She said with a puzzled look.
Although she was very pretty, I was beginning to find out she wasn’t very bright, but she was still far more entertaining than the spinsters I’d been spending time with.
“For example, you would say that Bob has a nice hickory stick instead of a big, as you might say, cock,” I said.
“Oh…now I get it!” she said exultantly. There was a twinkle in her eye. “And let me tell you, his ‘hickory stick’ is more like a hickory stump that gets buried deep in my field every night he’s home.”
I laughed and almost blew the cold drink out my nose when Alexis told me about Bob’s manhood.
“Yes dear, that is how we here in the south use euphemism,” I said as I used my napkin to clean my blouse off.
“Oh no, you got your drink all over yourself. I’ll tell you what, why don’t you go up to my room and put on one of my bikinis and we can go for a swim? Then you can tell me all about these ‘euphemisms’,” Alexis said.
I reluctantly agreed and followed her to her bedroom. She gave me one of her red bikinis and left me alone so I could change into it.
It was a small number that had a T-back bottom and the top just covered my breast.
Looking into the full length mirror in the corner of the room I realized how good I looked in it.
The ladies of the social circle I normally associated with would never wear something like a bikini, not that half of them could fit their fat bodies into one anyway.
I went back to the pool where Alexis was, and she was waiting for me with another concoction in her hand.
“Wow, like you look so totally hot! I could so totally eat you!” Alexis said as she handed me the drink.
Blushing I thanked her and slid into the cool pool.
We spent most of the afternoon in and out of the pool, drinking way too much and talking about her life in California.
It was late in the afternoon and we were reclining on lounge chairs talking about how she was going to be a rock star and then an actress, but found out she couldn’t sing or play an instrument so she went off to be an actress.
She did a couple of commercials, but never landed any roles on television. She did say, however, she done a couple of adult movies but she didn’t like having control of the creative aspect of the films so she quit.
“The sex was great but that’s all. It was, just sex, you know? I wanted something more to the movie. I wanted my movies to be the next Hamlet, you know what I mean?” Alexis asked.
Not knowing for sure how a porno movie would be compared to the works of the great Bard, I simply nodded my head in an up and down motion.
“So, when was the last time you had sex?” Alexis asked out of the blue.
Maybe it was all the drinks I had or maybe some of her free-thinking had started to rub off of me but I said, “My dear, we don’t ask questions like that here in the civilized south. Instead we ask things like, when was the last time you saw Old man Johnson or gone sailing. Anyway, it has been about five months now.”
“You mean you haven’t had sex… I mean had a cruise in five months!? See I’m learning,” she said laughing.
“I see that, my dear,” I said in a reassuring toned. “Well the captain of the ship can’t seem to get the anchor up and he refuses to go into the dry dock to get it check out.”
Alexis looked down at her glass and took a sip. She thought for a long time. I knew her little brain was struggling to think of something to say. Then a big grin came over her face.
“Well why don’t you have the first mate take the ship out without the captain?” she asked while she wiggled her fingers at me.
I showed my fingers back at Alexis. “My first mate is a little too short to reach the bowels of the ship where all the important gearing is at,” I replied.
“Oh…” she said. But she quickly had a thought and said, “I think my Chief Engineer can handle that! Stay right there!”
She ran off towards the house. She came back almost as fast as she left with a small purple velvet bag in her hand. She plopped herself on the chair and retrieved two smooth plastic vibrators, one black and one red.
“Martha, I would like you to meet Chief Engineer Blackie and Chief Engineer Reddy.” She said as she handed me the red vibrator.
“Wha…?”
Before I knew it, Alexis had already lain down on her lounge chair and removed her bikini bottom. Turning her head to face me, Alexis said, “Look if the captain won’t take you on a cruise there isn’t any reason you can’t enjoy the sea, right?”
I thought about how long it had been since my pussy had been touched and I couldn’t remembered the last time I had an orgasm.
I looked back at Alexis, “You know, you are absolutely right! I need to go sailing and I want to feel some choppy seas!” I said delightedly.
I removed my bottoms and turned on “Chief Engineer Ready.”
Spreading my legs slightly I lowered the vibrating toy between my legs and placed it against my clit.
The shock of the vibrations pulsating against my clit took my breath away and made my toes curl immediately.
“Oh my dear, I think I see a storm brewing on the horizon!” I said to Alexis.
“Yea, and like, we might get flooded from a tsunami if we’re not careful,” she said in shuddering words.
I rubbed Alexis’ toy up and down my pussy, allowing my pussy juices to cover it. My pussy was begging to be filled by the fake cock so I didn’t wait and plugged it deep inside myself.
I kept my eyes closed so I could concentrate on feeling every inch of the ‘engineer’ probing deep inside and I began to slip into my fantasy.
My mind wandered as I thought about what it would be like to have Tyron, my black pool man, have his thick cock inside of my pussy. I imagined him on top of me with my legs wrapped around his muscular body, watching my pussy being stretched by him.
Deeper in my mind I could see his black cock shinnying in the sun, covered in my pussy’s nectar, by our pool. As my limp dick husband sat off to the side and watched.
I would look to my husband as if to say, “This is how a real man fucks a woman, with a big long cock!”
As I fucked myself harder with Alexis’ toy, I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time. My pussy began to leak and juices poured out of me and onto the lounge chair I was laying on.
My gooey pussy cream was hot and poured out of me like never before. It coated Alexis’ vibrator, the crack of my ass and the lounge chair.
“Oh my god, I think there is a hurricane a coming!” I yelled out.
“I’m so riding a gnarly wave myself!” Alexis cried back.
Not wanting to lose the moment I went back to Tyrone in my mind.
He had me on my hands and knees, facing my husband, and was fucking me from behind. His cock slammed hard inside of me making my ass slap against him and my breast sway back and forth hard.
“Watch Tyrone fuck this white bitch, you bastard! Watch his big cock split my pussy lips wide open!” I screamed at my useless husband in my mind.
I could almost feel his cock push against my cervix and his big balls brush my clit and it drove me wild with lust, something my small dick husband could never do.
Tyrone fucked me deep and hard and began to cum. His load was hot and thick, filling my pussy so completely that I couldn’t hold it all and it poured out of me.
While I fantasized of Tyrone’s cock filling me, I felt my clit tingle and my pussy quiver, I knew I was going to cum soon!
“Oh…dear…god…I think the ship is…going…down!” I screamed aloud.
My pussy convulsed uncontrollably and I shoved the vibrator as deep as I possibly could inside of myself. While I fucked myself a flood of my own juice squirted out of me, soaking my hand and chair.
“Oh… bummer, I just… wiped out!” I heard Alexis cried out as I saw her body shaking from her own orgasm.
I watched Alexis shake for a moment then I closed my eyes to bask in the wonderful moment I just had, when I heard Alexis lounge chair shift.
“You know, like, they say that the eye of the storm is the calm part and stuff. It’s the other half of the storm that does the most of the damage, you know?” She said.
For I moment I kind of felt like Alexis and said, “Huh?”
“I think that you need to batten the hatches, because I think the hurricane isn’t over yet,” she said.
I felt her fingers slide my bikini top to the side exposing my nipples to the warm Georgia summer air then was replaced by her wet hot mouth. I had left my sensibilities back in my fantasies with Tyrone and grabbed the back of her head, feeding her my erect nipple.
“I think your right. I feel the humidity rising south of the equator which is a sure sign of a violent storm coming,” I said.
Alexis sucked on my nipple causing it to grow harder than it was already. She teased it with her teeth and ran her hand slowly down my body until she reached my soaking pussy.
“By the barometric pressure gauge, I think it is going to be a strong storm to,” she said as she slipped her pussy coated fingers into my mouth.
I greedily licked her fingers clean, tasting my own pussy for the first time and I wanted more.
For the first time in my life I wasn’t a proper socialite and I wasn’t worried if I was using the right fork or if my lipstick was on just right so some stupid old hag could judge me base on my graces. I was becoming dirty and I loved it.
“Enough of this bullshit and eat my pussy!” I demanded.
She quickly moved from my side and positioned herself between my legs, spreading them so she could get at my swollen clit. I placed my legs up on the arm rests of the lounger and looked down my body. I could see Alexis’ pretty face between my legs and her tongue parted her red lips.
She lowered her head and I could feel her hot breath wash over my pussy. That feeling alone almost made me cum again, but when she split my pussy lips with her tongue and ran it up to my throbbing clit I almost passed out.
“Holy fuck!” I cried from Alexis’ talented tongue. Never in my life have I had anyone eat my pussy so good. Not my husband, not my boyfriends in college, not anyone and it was fantastic.
She used the tip of her tongue to trace around my clit at first and then she began to suck on it like it was a little cock. But what really drove me over the edge was when she used both her tongue and teeth and flicked at my clit without mercy.
My pussy oozed more and more fluid which leaked onto my virgin ass hole, which gave all the lube that Alexis need to place her slender finger inside of it.
“So much for being proper, huh bitch?” Alexis asked me.
“Fuck you, and fuck being proper!” I said as I began to rock my hips to fuck Alexis’ finger.
Alexis went back to devouring my pussy and was meeting each thrust of my hips with her hand, shoving her finger deep inside of my ass, fucking me hard. With her free hand Alexis had picked up the vibrator that I had used earlier and pushed it deep into my cock hungry pussy and was moving it in and out of me fast and hard.
“You like to be fucked, don’t you slut?” She asked me.
“God, yes I love being fucked!” I screamed.
“You want a big cock pounding your pussy, don’t you?” She asked again.
I screamed aloud that my husband had a small useless cock and I so badly wanted to be fucked and be treated like a whore.
Alexis went back to eating my pussy while she fucked me with her vibrator. I could feel my pussy become wetter and the same tingling sensation started to build in my clit again, I knew I was going to cum again.
“Oh…fuck I’m going to cum!” I yelled.
Breaking away from her pussy kiss, Alexis said, “That’s it slut, fucking cum for me! Let me taste you!” Then she went back to eating my pussy.
Her talented tongue flicked my clit and her toy drove deep into my pussy causing it to spurt a torrent of sticky cum. My finger tips dug deeply into the arm rests of the lounge chair and my legs wrapped tightly around the back of Alexis’ head, almost suffocating the poor girl to death. I released my grip on Alexis and lay there in the lounger shaking, alive for the first time in my life. Alexis kissed her way up my body and then softly on my lips.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
I wrapped my arms around her smooth body and said, “I’m better than okay, I just survived a hurricane.”
Alexis smiled and said, “I’m no hurricane, I’m more of a tropical storm. Bob should be home in thirty minutes, and, like, then you will see a hurricane!”
Like I said earlier, Alexis isn’t very bright or well mannered, but she is far from a liar. When Bob came home we both met him at the door wearing matching purple corsets and black seam stockings.
Let’s just say that “Hurricane Bob” was a powerful storm that tore up the shore line, caused major power outages, and left both Alexis and I high and dry.
Since “Hurricane Bob,” I left my husband and I go sailing with Alexis and Bob almost every day. You know how much I love stormy seas.
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While I’ll admit I do have a place in my heart for super fruity Sex On The Beach cocktails, I can’t say I feel the same way about the actual sexy act of screwing in the sand. In fact, I pretty much have a strong aversion to any sex where unwelcome hangers on follow the pleasure train anywhere near my vag, and unfortunately, that’s what summertime outdoor sexin’ is to me.
I know, I know, getting’ busy in the great outdoors sounds like a fabulous idea. And yes, in theory it is an awesome idea, but in practice there are some major logistical obstacles to navigate. It may seem like I am being a Debby Downer, but try to think of me more as a Realistic Rhonda that wants to give you all the info before you end up with bug bites the size of silver dollars all over your bare bottom.
Luckily in the last few years we at HM4Her have written up some super helpful tips for getting through the summer with as few causalities as possible. Check out our sage advice from summers past.
The Motion of the Ocean
Sex and water are one hot duo. Not only do you get that thrill of exhibitionism if you are in a public place (though try to keep it out of kid heavy areas, oh and um… it’s kinda illegal), you get to try out all sorts of new and exciting positions while you float nearly weightlessly through the water. Not too mention easy access through bikini bottoms and pulling the trunks down a bit! Tee Hee!
There is a little snafu though. It’s not the water that’s the problem, it’s what’s IN the water that makes for a questionable situation. Water than contains chlorine, salt, or bacteria can all pose risk of infection or irritation when it’s forced into the vagina during penetration and thrusting. That basically means all pools, lakes, oceans, rivers and Jacuzzis can mean risky business for getting down and dirty… um, literally.
Fun In The Sun
What are the two biggest things to remember when you’re doing strenuous activity in the hot summer sun? Stay hydrated and use plenty of sun block! Well, the same goes for getting busy on a sunshiney day. Make sure you have water on hand to keep the dehydration away and definitely go head to toe with the SPF! You really don’t want to have to explain to people why your ass is so sunburned you can’t sit down. Why not make the application part of the fun and rub each other down? It’s all about the protection, people. And let’s not forget about the bug spray…
My Name is Sandy… Sandy Vagina
Now, unless you go all out and super prepare for having sex on the beach, my two cents on the matter says don’t even bother. Sure it looks all romantic and swoony in the movies, but the cold, gritty reality is that sex on the beach means little grainy sand particles up in all your cervices. And I know I want nothing to do with that. The best way I’ve heard to combat the sandy dilemma is to go with a zippered sleeping bag. While it makes sense that most sand would stay out, I still see a few granules creeping in, so I’m a little hesitant. But for braver souls than I, definitely grab your camping gear out of the closet and hit the beach running.
Also, you are in public, no matter how secluded you think you are. If you’re planning to have sex on the sand, wear a dress and keep it on while you get it on. It’s way easier than having to scramble back into your sandy clothes if someone – particularly a cop – should wander your way.
Notes From Camp (by former HM4Her’er Essin’ Em)
First of all, may I please recommend you invest in a cheap air mattress. It doesn’t have to be fancy, even inflatable rafts will do. You’ll be very thankful I suggested this. No, really. The ground is HARD and air mattresses are also good for sleeping, as well as a sex-ing, so I give them a thumbs up.
As far as sleeping bags go, I thought I was pretty ingenious…I bought two cheap single sleeping bags and zipped them together to create a queen sized sleeping bag for the two of us to share. It was ideal both for sex and for cuddling without losing body heat to the cold outdoors. They make special “couples” sleeping bags, too. You can use your own personal bags as well — just think about how cold it’ll be at 11pm when you’re naked in the middle of the wilderness. Something to consider.
I’m speaking mostly about tent sex because I wasn’t ready to let spiders, ticks, or other creepy crawlies get anywhere near my vagina, and because I like to keep my vulva mosquito bite free. However, if you’re into to outdoor-outdoor sex, make sure you sprits on some bug spray (and perhaps sun block, depending on your timing) before you go at it, to protect yourself and your partner.
And Now For Some Brilliant Ideas!
- Ooooh, no air conditioning, huh? Not to worry, you can still fuck, though you’re slowly melting to death. Point a few fans on the bed and hop into the shower together on cold blast. Get started with a little hot foreplay in the freezing stream, then run back to the bed while you’re still shivering a little to get the full potential of the air from the fans hitting your dripping skin to keep it cold. Fuck. Rinse. Repeat.
- Or go straight to the source and fill a bowl with ice cubes. Run the little squares of delicious freezing over each other’s skin and enjoy the frigid thrill while you get decidedly unfrigid.
For more sexy summertime advice, take a look at our older posts!
xoxo
-JD
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“It’s more than… just sex.” It’s your first impression of director Nenna from her website, and one that really encompasses what her work is about. Jumping head long into the queer porn revolution that’s radiating out of San Francisco, Nenna released her very first porno venture earlier this spring – and let me tell you, “Tight Places: A Drop Of Color” was no amateur attempt! With super high quality production and attention to finding performing partners with chemistry, this movie has raised the bar for what I want to see in someone’s first attempt behind the camera.
More than just making awesome porn, Nenna spends her time bringing ethnicity to the forefront of erotic photography and movies, focusing on the politics of race within the industry. In fact, her goal has continually been to empower Persons of Color through erotic and sexual material while dissecting stereotypical images and repainting them with deeper meaning.
A political, smart cookie (not to forget to mention – totally hot) making awesomely hot queer porn movies – how hot is that?!
1. How (and when) did you get started in the industry?
I’ve been in the industry for some time now. Not many people know it, but I’ve have a adult toy site which I shut down some time ago. So, I’ve basically been hanging around looking at ways to stay in the industry. Last year I read about Reel Queer (Good Vibrations) [Productions] Film Company and finally got a meeting with Coyote Days. And, the rest is her-story. My first film, Tight Places: A Drop of Color, debuted on May 24th, 2010! With so much excitement, I’m here to stay!
2. If you weren’t in the adult industry, what would you be doing?
I’d most likely be freelancing in the video community and/or working in technology as a Data Security or Network Engineer. Yes, I heart computers. I’ve worked with them all my life.
3. What’s the best thing you’ve learned or best advice you’ve received from industry?
Best Advice: It wouldn’t be porn if I didn’t get fucked as well. Key Learning: Shit never goes as planned, so quit planning and make shit happen.
4. What’s the funniest thing that’s happened while filming?
When I’m on set, I don’t allow my mind to wander to funny places. I step into a zone and stay there until my soul says its’ done. I would say that’s the athlete in me. Playing Basketball all my life and even in college has helped to keep the competitor in me alive.
5. What do you think is the biggest misconception about women in the industry?
That they are brainless sluts that have horrible upbringings, which is totally the opposite. All of the female or trans individuals I’ve met are doctors posing as rock stars. For individuals to give their bodies and faces to the plight of porn is no easy undertaking. However, the great reward is that people within your community do support you. I’ve never heard anything negative about directors or performers, which speaks to how most in porn want to see it succeed.
6. What did you do today?
Watching episodes of the Australian Hit series: Satisfaction which is about escorts whom have family structures, but are sex workers… with my Lover.
7. What would you rather have done today?
I would have rather been on the British island of Tortola shooting a film. It’s one of the few Caribbean islands I’ve been to that has an authentic feeling of peace and beauty. After shooting, well, I’d pray for a full moon so that the roads would be closed for the island’s biggest party over at the Bomba Shack.
8. If you could do a movie with anyone (living or brought back from the dead) who would it be?
James Dean because he was such incredible and believable actor. Although you won’t see me staring in any porn films, I am looking to get into commercial television work as well as mainstream acting.
9. Who is your favorite adult performer?
Kitten… I’ve seen a few scenes [of her] with women and it is so delectable.
10. You’ve got 20 bucks left to your name; what would you do with it?
$10 on Gas; and the other $10 on a Bake Sale Betty Sandwich (Fried Chicken & Coleslaw) shared with my Lover.
11. If you were president, what’s the first thing you’d change?
Unemployment. There are so many people out of work that it’s unfathomable to see the trickle down effects of having little to no money. 99 weeks is not enough time for individuals to get back on their feet, 1 million people, which is the maximum time allowable that individuals can receive unemployment benefits.
12. What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?
Bought a computer in the parking lot of Home Depot that turned out to be a brick! I’ve only told 3 people besides HM4H: My Mother, Sister, and Lover. My Mother is a jokester so she still cracks up at that!
13. Which is your favorite project that you’ve worked on?
My favorite project is me! I’ve grown leaps and bounds to become a person whom can enjoy the life I’ve been given. My spirit feels at ease, my mind is free and my heart is alert — I’ll never be the same.
14. If you could have 1 superpower what would it be?
Since I love to travel, I would have to say flying. Flying would get me to places that cars can’t drive or have no runways for airplanes. I’d like to see 1 place in this world that man has never set foot.
15. Meat or veggie?
My family is from Arkansas and Lousiana… there is nothing like Fried Chicken, Collard Greens with Neck Bones, and Chitterlings on the side. I’m totally a meat eater!
16. What is your favorite book?
Every time I read a book I say it’s my favorite. But this time I really mean it! My favorite is The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho. My favorite interpretation in the book is to know when you go away and follow your dreams, that you should go and anyone whom stops you from going is not the love for you.
17. What is your biggest pet peeve?
Slouching is a HUGE pet peeve. A woman’s back is as beautiful as her face. I can see the confidence in a woman that sits straight-up. Not only does it speak volumes of her strength but it shows off your neck pretty well, I must say.
18. What is your best piece of sex advice for women?
Always envision you making love to yourself before you make love to anyone else. Visualization is a very powerful technique.
19. What is your favorite adult movie?
Trans Entities: The Nasty Love of Papi and Wil. This couple gives out some incredible energy that lets you know they are REAL! Everything from the knife play to the negotiation with their third partner is genuine. Hands down… it’s a beautiful movie!
20. Tell me one thing you’ve never told anyone else.
I don’t know everything.
Check out Nenna on her website, as well as on HotMoviesForHer!
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