by Zane
A hand slid between us, fingers pinched my alert nipples. I leaned into it, allowed the feelings to wash over me as I undulated my hot pussy in the air. The tube top was pulled over my head. Uma stood and I stood with her, hands wrapping around her back, keeping my lips fused to her nipple, as I was not yet ready to stop this secret tryst.
Hands tugged at my panties. I assisted, shimmying the cotton scrap down my legs and stepping out of them. Uma kissed me then. Her tongue, sweeter than confectionary sugar, stabbed and intertwined with mine. I clasped her cheeks, met her swirl for swirl, twist for twist. I’d never felt this hot, this fevered in my entire sexual life. My skin flushed with excitement, nerves hummed in joy, endorphins swished through arteries.
My body heated further as her lips left my mouth, trailed past my neck and pulled my bud between her lips. I couldn’t stop my pelvis from rotating as her tongue lapped, teeth nipped the sensitized berries. My head lolled backward, giving her more room to pleasure me.
Her tongue trailed lower still; I knew the destination. My body, unused to cunnilingus but a willing participant nevertheless, rocked in anticipation. When her lips arrived, it was sweet indeed. Fingers parted my manicured bush, exposing my clit. I felt cool air before a hot mouth covered my stiff clit and sucked. I moaned deep as Uma’s tongue whirled and spun up and down between my labial lips.
She lifted, positioned one of my legs up on the bed before opening me slowly. Her head dipped, licked the trail of juice all the way back up from my knees to my pussy. I panted as her tongue eased inside me. My hands twisted in her hair, holding her in place. I slid up and down that luxurious tongue as Uma inserted her fingers; pumped as she lapped. Arms wrapped around my thighs, head rotated and bobbed as she feasted on my pussy.
I pushed her backward onto the bed. I turned, straddled her face. She eased me down slowly to her waiting tongue. I leaned forward, lifted the titty to my mouth. I couldn’t understand the words she spoke around my pussy as I sucked her deep into my mouth and honestly, I didn’t care. All I knew was she didn’t push me off her so it was all good.
I ventured further into pristine sexual territory when I allowed my fingers to slide into her snatch, pinch her clit. Uma ignited! She stabbed my pussy, bucked against my fingers as I diddled her clit. The staccato of her tongue slung me over the edge. I felt the sizzle radiating from my feet, past my knees and explode at my clit. We both cried out as the orgasm shook between us, made us complicit co-conspirators in this illicit affair, created intangible soul ties that would be difficult to unravel…dammit, I was in lust!
Poor Darryl. I informed him that I’d done some “research,” found that some children nursed until they were five, so we could let Thor breast feed as long as he thought necessary.
Darryl gave me a smug smile, secure in the knowledge that once again he’d have his way and said, “Good girl. Like I told you, titty milk ain’t hurt nobody.”
I couldn’t agree with him more.
Sydney Molaré is one of the latest crop of Southern authors to watch. Her novels’ messages cross genres, ethnicities and locales. Her goal is to always have “little messages for everyone.” Her books are garnering her awards from book clubs and reviewers across the country. Sydney was recently named, “Mississippi Hometown Hero, Most Likely to Succeed” and the 2006 Mississippi’s BEST Author. Her novels include—Somewhere In America; Small Packages; Changing Faces, Changing Places; Grandmama’s Mojo Still Working; and Devil’s Orchestra. Her website is: www.sydneymolare.com.
Miss Julidene’s Sexy Items
Joy Bringas
M ost people loathe their job but I love mine. After graduating college, I envisioned myself working at an office until I realized that in Atherton, the town where I lived, there were no sex stores.
There was a preconceived notion in Atherton that sex stores were bad. When I started my business, I wanted to prove that my sex store, Miss Julidene’s Sexy Items, would defy the stereotypes. After having my store open for over a year, I was able to encourage the people of Atherton to embrace their sexual desires.
“Should I get the seven-inch dildo or the eight-inch dildo?” Mrs. Thompson asked.
At seventy years old, Mrs. Thompson was a widow who still loved to get her freak on. She was a frequent customer of mine who enjoyed buying toys for herself.
“Mrs. Thompson, take this nine-inch dildo,” I said.
“Are you sure it won’t be too big?” she questioned.
“Have I ever been wrong about my recommendations for you?” I asked.
“Never.”
I completed her purchase and before I could hand her the dildo, she grabbed it and hurried out of the store. I smiled at her excitement to go home and use it.
Just as Mrs. Thompson left, I saw Calena Parker enter. She was an Atlanta native with a heavy Southern accent. She was here yesterday to find some items for her and her new wife, Allie, to use on their honeymoon.
“Miss Julidene! Glad to see ya here!” Calena exclaimed in her twang.
“Hello, Calena.”
“I wasn’t expectin’ to return so soon but Allie has been buggin’ me to come here again.”
“Oh? Why?”
“We went crazy last night! While she was using the spanking paddle, she used it too hard and it broke. I need another one.”
“Excuse me then,” I said going to the aisle where the spanking paddles were.
Yesterday, I sold Calena a wooden spanking paddle. I discovered she had a spanking fetish. This time I decided to get her a leather paddle so she could experience a different feeling on her big black ass.
“Try this leather paddle and please come back to tell me if you prefer this one or the wooden one,” I instructed.
“Ooooh, my pussy is gettin’ wet just thinkin’ about the leather hittin’ me.”
“Save the wetness for your wife,” I joked.
After handing Calena her purchase, my eyes scanned the store to see if there was a customer I could assist. My eyes landed on an attractive female customer who I didn’t recognize. She was a dark-haired woman dressed sharply in a red business suit. Her skin looked smooth like chocolate milk.
“Hello, ma’am, I’m Miss Julidene. Do you need any help?” I politely asked.
“No,” she replied and quickly walked away.
New customers were usually shy so it was no surprise that she wanted to avoid me. I followed her as she walked to the porno film section.
“You don’t need to be shy, ma’am. I saw you looking at the strap-on dildos. You’re not the only customer I’ve seen purchasing one,” I said.
She gulped and walked away again. This time, instead of walking into another section, she headed straight for the exit.
“Ma’am, I’m sure you didn’t come all this way just to look and not purchase anything. You’d be amazed at how many women buy strap-on dildos. I’m sure your pussy is itching for one,” I said.
The young woman stopped in her steps and looked at me.
“I wonder what it would feel like to have a cock in my ass,” she quietly confessed.
“Do you finger your ass while you masturbate?” I asked.
She blushed. “Yes, I do.”
“Follow me.”
I walked to where the anal beads were and thought about which set of beads would be compatible for her. The vibrating anal beads looked perfect so I pulled them off the shelf and handed them to her. She looked at them in amazement. I could see the lust forming in her eyes.
“Before you have a dildo in your ass, you should start with those anal beads so that when you have a dildo in there, it won’t hurt. Are you married or single?” I asked.
“I have a girlfriend,” she replied.
“Have you discussed your desire to be fucked in your ass to her?”
“Yes.”
“Then let’s look at the strap-on dildos,” I said.
I recommended a simple latex strap-on that she and her girlfriend could test out. When her purchase was completed
, I smiled and felt proud. I wished that I could watch her be penetrated in the ass.
“Thank you for your assistance, Miss Julidene,” she said happily.
“It surely is my pleasure. I never got your name.”
“I’m Jayda Brown.”
“It’s very nice to meet you, Jayda. Please come again.”
After closing my store, I went home and soaked in my bathtub. With my waterproof vibrator in my hand, I fucked myself senseless as my thoughts drifted to Jayda. Images of her shoving the anal beads up her ass and getting fucked by the strap-on dildo floated in my mind. I imagined it was me, instead of her girlfriend, jamming that fake cock into her.
“Oh, Jayda,” I moaned out loud as my pussy vigorously exploded.
As I came down from my orgasm, I wondered when I would see Jayda again. I was anxious to see her and hear her feedback on the toys.
“I enjoyed the leather paddle a lot! It feels much better on my ass!” Calena exclaimed.
“I’m glad,” I said.
“I was watchin’ this porno with Allie and it had a bondage theme. We decided we wanna try bondage.”
“Bondage can be very pleasurable with the right items. How extreme was the bondage in the film?”
“There was one scene where the female was blindfolded and tied to a pole. The dominatrix whipped her and teased her.”
“Unfortunately, I don’t sell poles here but I do have rope. Allie can tie you to a chair or your bedposts. Here’s a leather whip that you’ll also enjoy. A gag and nipple clamps will also be useful.”
“I feel like I’m gonna come, just holdin’ these items.”
“Down, girl,” I teased as I walked over to the erotic clothing section.
“Fuck, I wanna see Allie in that!” Calena exclaimed as she pointed at the nurse uniform.
“It’s yours,” I said while taking it off the rack.
While I was ringing up Calena’s purchase, I noticed a new customer had entered. My heart skipped a beat when I recognized it was Jayda dressed in a skirt and blouse. Her eyes locked with mine and she approached me. I quickly finished Calena’s purchase and then focused my attention on Jayda.
“Hello, Jayda, it’s good to see you back. Did you use your toys?” I asked.
“I did,” she said shyly.
“How did it go?”
“The anal beads were wonderful. I’ve never come so hard before.”
“That’s good to know.”
Jayda blushed. “It was intense.”
My pussy tingled while I imagined Jayda with the anal beads up her ass. I just wanted to grab her and cram my fingers into her asshole as I licked her pussy.
“Did you and your girlfriend enjoy the strap-on dildo?” I asked her as I shook my head to rid the dirty thoughts in my mind.
“We didn’t use it. She refused to put it on,” she said sadly.
That surprised me. I wondered why her girlfriend changed her mind.
“I thought you two discussed using the strap-on,” I said.
“We did but when I showed it to her, she told me she wasn’t serious about actually using one. She laughed at me for wanting a fake cock up my ass,” she said.
Stepping toward Jayda, I gave her a hug. I was disappointed that her girlfriend was not up to exploring her sexual desire. My body melted as it pressed against hers and my nipples started to tingle as they smashed against her breasts.
“Miss Julidene! I need another dildo!” Mrs. Thompson exclaimed as she barged into my store.
Pulling away from Jayda, I looked at her apologetically. I walked over to Mrs. Thompson and saw she seemed jittery. As I got closer to her, I could smell the scent of wet pussy.
“Another one?” I asked her.
“I want something thicker and longer!”
I brought Mrs. Thompson a twelve-inch dildo and handed it to her. She gazed at the cock hungrily and I could see the drool leaking out of her mouth.
“Will twelve inches be enough?” I asked.
“Yes!” she shouted.
When I finished completing her purchase, she ran out of the store. I looked around for Jayda and spotted her in the vibrator section. I walked over there and stopped when I noticed her hand was between her legs. She was gently rubbing herself while looking at the vibrators.
My pussy twitched as I watched her masturbate. I wanted to go to her and be the one rubbing her instead.
I checked to see if there were any customers around and, unfortunately, there was a couple looking at the erotic clothing. I would have loved to approach Jayda and assist her.
I watched as she quietly masturbated in front of me. I wondered if she knew I was watching. Her hand began to rub faster and, within seconds, she let out a soft sigh.
“See anything you like?” I asked her.
“Oh, no,” she said and quickly removed her hand from between her legs.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I have to go now,” she said.
Before I could stop Jayda from leaving, she was already out the door. I did my best to resume working while trying to rid what I had seen out of my head.
The hours slowly went by as I anxiously waited for closing time. I wanted to leave and relieve the tension that had been building up in my clit ever since I saw Jayda masturbating. When it was nine p.m., I closed up and headed toward my car.
“You’re closed already?”
I turned my head toward the direction of the voice and smiled when I saw Jayda.
“The store closes at nine.”
“I’m sorry but I was wondering if I could make a purchase?”
I usually refuse but, for Jayda, I made an exception. Going back into the store, I followed her as she walked over to the vibrator section.
“I thought you didn’t want a vibrator,” I said.
“I couldn’t stop thinking about one. What do you recommend?” she asked.
Looking at all the different types of vibrators, I decided that Jayda should start with a seven-inch vibrator. After she paid, we went our separate ways. Once I got home, I undressed and shoved my own vibrator up my pussy. I wondered if she was fucking herself with her vibrator at this moment. Images of her with the vibrator going in and out of her asshole began to swirl in my mind. My orgasm came fast as my pussy walls convulsed around my toy.
As the days passed, I kept an eye out for Jayda. Each time a customer would walk in my heart would jump. It seemed like forever since I had seen her face and I craved to see her again.
I hoped it wasn’t Jayda’s girlfriend preventing her from coming back to my store. It was unfair to me that she wasn’t single. There was no denying the chemistry between us.
While I was rearranging some blow-up doll boxes, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Looking up, my eyes widened when I saw Jayda. I resisted the urge to jump with joy.
“Hello, Jayda. I haven’t seen you in a while.”
“I’ve been busy with my vibrator. I think I’ve overused it though and need another one.”
I led Jayda into the vibrator section and selected a nine-inch vibrator.
“This vibrator comes with a remote that you can set to any speed you desire. It also has a rotating feature that will make you come harder than before.”
“It sounds wonderful.” She smiled.
“I’m sure you and your girlfriend will enjoy this,” I said.
“Girlfriend? We broke up about a week ago. She caught me with my vibrator and was disgusted.”
“That’s too bad.”
“It’s all right. I’m having more fun with my vibrator than I ever had with her.”
I secretly smiled, knowing that she was single now. I finally had a chance to be with her. As she left, I stared at her wide ass, hoping I could fuck it soon.
The next day, Calena and Allie came to the store together. This was the first time I had seen Allie and was surprised. They looked like extreme opposites. Calena was a fashionable woman who wore designer clothing. I didn’t expect Allie to be the gothic-
looking woman standing before me wearing a Renaissance-inspired dress.
“Miss Julidene, this is my wife, Allie,” Calena said.
“Nice to meet you, Allie,” I said as I shook her hand.
“You really have helped us out with your items. I had to come here and see what else we could buy,” Allie said.
“Is there anything you two are interested in trying?” I asked.
“It would be fun to try using a strap-on dildo on her,” Allie said.
“I have plenty of those,” I said and led them over to the strap-on section.
“I want that one!” Allie exclaimed as she pointed to the eleven-inch purple strap-on.
“Many customers enjoy this one,” I said as I pulled it off the shelf and handed it to Allie.
“It’s perfect for us,” Allie said as she caressed it.
After admiring the strap-on, Allie slipped into it. Lifting up her dress, she admired the way the purple cock stood up at attention.
“You look so fuckin’ hot, baby,” Calena purred.
The couple began to kiss passionately, forgetting I was there. It touched my heart to see my product bring a couple closer together. While they kissed, I noticed Jayda walking toward us.
“Good afternoon, Miss Julidene,” Jayda said.
Once the couple heard her voice, they broke apart and blushed.
“Hello, Jayda,” I said.
“We’ll take this,” Calena said as she handed me her credit card.
We all walked to the register and I completed their purchase. When the couple walked away, Jayda stepped in front of the counter.
“The vibrator I bought is great. The rotating feature is fabulous,” she said happily.
I was about to speak when a loud moan echoed through the store. I excused myself and followed the sounds. As I got closer, the moans grew louder. When I reached the back of the store, I saw Calena and Allie in a corner. Calena’s body was smashed against the wall with Allie behind her slowly thrusting the strap-on into her.
