Erotic Story/Edymaniac Rita, the community whore [Part 3]

Rita continues her experimentation, she met Bisola earlier who she explored but she has has eyes for Mrs. Lola's husband. Rita is on a roll!

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Rita turned back to look into the mirror, posing her left side. The thick swell of her fat ass lifted the silky night gown she had covered over her firm body, her breasts holding the gown away from her, causing it to hang lightly in front of her firm stomach.

She was super critical of her body, as any 20 years-old would be, but especially so when she had the chance to try on a gown as seriously sexy as this. She lifted the hem up over her hips, checking out the fit of the panties.

Little of them was visible from this angle, the panties; running tightly up her ass crack was completely hidden by the solid muscle of her cheeks.

She focused on the tight fabric strip against her anus, and shivered in excitement. There was little of the panties to cover her treasure, but the swell of her pubic hairs filled what there was.

Rita ran her palm down over it now. The smoothness of her pubic hair gave her a small thrill, none of the thickness most girls her age had grown into. It almost matched the hairs which hung down to her shoulder blades. She had toyed with the idea of shaving it, thought about it a lot when she saw the other girls with their baby-smooth pubic mound, but mummy would be furious if she were to dare. Besides, she had always felt kind of proud of her hairy pussy.

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In secondary school, she had grown before most of the other girls, and though it was a little embarrassing, being different and all, it was also about becoming a woman. Her classmates teased her a little about being hairy, but she could see the envy when they glanced between her legs in the shower. Then, she was still in the minority, but it didn't bother her, she was rarely naked around anybody else anyway.

Now she analysed the rest of her body. Though her breasts hadn't really become all that she hoped, they also grew early. She was one of the first of her class wore a bra, and with the growth came the sensitivity. One night, on a party just after her 18th birthday, one of her close friends had asked a lot of questions about her development, and asked if she could touch her nipples.

Rita had felt something along the lines of what an orgasm would bring her when the girl had pinched one, and she had very shyly asked her if she wanted to lick it.

When the girl's lips had touched the nipple, Rita had trembled with the thrill, and the girl, Bisola, had sucked it into her soft lips, and begun to stroke it with her tongue. Rita didn't know it, but that had been her first orgasm. She thought that she had been so scared that she had peed in her pyjamas.

Bisola was known by all to be into girls, and Rita kind of hoped to run into her sometime, maybe continue her lesson in bisexuality. A girl licking her pussy? She could feel an instant moistening.

Now whenever she felt the tingle of sexual excitement stir her, her nipples betrayed her even as her vagina would secretly moisten her cotton panties.

Rita always felt a little thrill when Mrs. Lola asked her to take care of the kids or help around the house. Often she got a chance to be alone after the kids were asleep, and had a chance to play a little adult dress-up. Mrs. Lola had a collection of lingerie; teddy bear, tights, panties... and Rita would take off her skirts or shorts, and her top, then take her time stripping off her bra, watching her nipples harden, and slowly dance her way out of her panties.

Then slip on something sexy that slid between her legs, up across her pussy, and slipped up her ass crack, tickling her anus and turning her on. Often she would have to do a load of laundry before the Mrs. Lola returned, just to freshen up the panties. And knowing that she would be cleaning her juice from the crotch, and had to do laundry anyway, she had to go ahead and try on a few others, and would always slip a finger between her swollen labia, and up into her tight canal, and find her way to a delicious orgasm, while laying on their bed.

She favoured his side of the bed, thrilling in cumming where he slept, where he fucked his wife. She fantasized about him smelling the cum she had left on his sheets as his dick hardened, and about him taking out the arousal she caused on his wife.

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The last time, as she trembled in pleasure there, with her legs in the air, she had licked some of the sticky ooze from her finger, then swiped it between her fat pussy lips and wiped it across his pillow.

That brought a thrill that drew her hands back to the wet mess between her legs, and grew to another, even more intense, orgasm.

She knew a lot about him, about his dick and his favourite pleasures. Sometimes, after a little snack, Mrs. Lola would confide in her about their sex life, about his secrets. She knew that he liked to be fondled, lightly, down under his balls, that he still loved hand jobs.

She knew about the blowjobs that his wife would give him, tonguing his dick, tickling him as he shot his load into her mouth. Oooh, how awesome would that be, to control him like that. Mrs. Lola told her about how he would bother her in her sleep, kissing her deeply and fucking her hard in the middle of the night, as though he was fucking a stranger, or some unknown slut. How he would fuck her in so many ways, always reaching deep inside, always cumming in her pussy.

Rita liked to fantasize that it was her that he thought of, that he came picturing himself fucking her with her jiggling ass.

Rita longed to feel the same, feel loved or used like a slut, just feel it. Mostly she longed to have him between her legs, licking her through that dark hair, toying with her, tongue fucking her. Mrs. Lola told her how he would stay down there forever, licking and sucking and flicking her clit, sometimes lifting her ass to reach below, down deeper in her ass.

She never really said, but Rita knew that he was licking around her asshole. She trembled, Jizoz, could you imagine?

So Rita had a plan, and she was going to use it tonight.

She was going to tear up the note that Mrs. Lola had written, telling him that she was away for the night. Telling him that Rita was sleeping in their bed, and he should sleep in the guest room. She was going to wear the sexiest piece of lingerie that she could find, and this was it. She saw the bottle of perfume on the cupboard, and sniffed it.

Hmmm, it smelled like sex to her, and it smelled like his wife. She sprayed it on her finger, and applied it behind her ear, stroked a line between her breasts. Now she'd smell like her too, in the darkness of the bedroom. In the bed where he would crawl in next to her, and want to fuck her, even if it was because of her dishonesty.

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But she was sure that he would be fooled. He was out partying with his friends, and she knew he would have a few bottles. He wouldn't notice her height between the sheets, he would just get close enough to smell her, feel her, want her, and take her. Want her like she wanted him.

She ached to feel a dick in her, which was the only way to explain it. When her friends told her about their experiences, their first blowjobs, spending the night with a boy, being fucked for the first time, she felt frustration and longing. She was ready! She had been ready! But every time she got close, it turned out awkward and fell apart. She had to admit, that she almost thought she was cursed.

She remembered a particular incident, when she had her hand around a man's dick, well, not really a man. He had kissed well, and she had a couple of drinks, and so hadn't fought him off when he lightly stroked her breasts, even over her nipples.

When he began to stroke her pussy through her panties, under her dress, she had felt a surge of passion, and without really thinking, began to undo his belt and trousers. She got into his boxers, and reached for the hard dick that she felt through his jeans. For some reason, it was wet and slippery with pre-cum, and that confused her.

He was overexcited, and her fumbling with it was enough to send him over. He shot cum all over her hands, and inside his shorts.

She tried to make it less embarrassing to him, but her good humour was taken as mocking, and that was that. But she felt a little bit of a thrill, having the power in her hand to excite a boy so much. His cum smelled cool, but she licked a little of it, just to know that at least she tasted cum.

Her elder sister had told her all she thought that she should about boys, had even had explicit talks about hand-jobs and blowjobs as ways of satisfying her date, should her virginity be threatened, but she hadn't had the chance to use any of it.

But Lola’s husband, Mr Ade, could be perfect. He had been doing things to women for longer than she had been alive. He would be in it for satisfaction, both of theirs, with no inhibitions.

And she knew that he had an eye for her. Many times she had caught him checking her out. She loved the time she demonstrated her "flexibility" in front of him, placing her palms on the floor, her fat ass flexed under her shorts, almost in his face. He almost choked on his words when he admired her, "parade."

Another time she had been sitting cross-legged on the floor, in a pair of shorts, and turned quickly and seen him look away, from between her legs! And as she turned, she saw him adjust himself in the reflection of the window. He must have gotten hard, because of her! The rest of the day she had gone out of her way to spread her legs, trying to draw him back to her heat; knowing that her blue panties were his for the viewing.

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Once, when she had spent the night at their house, she left those same blue panties on the floor, halfway under their bed, intentionally wet and sticky, and later found them in another position altogether. Had he seen them, maybe picked them up and smelled her scent on them? She had a crazy night of fantasy that night wearing them again, and rubbing out a strong orgasm, moaning quietly while he slept across the room with his wife. That was the day the planning started.

She knew his tastes, both from his wife spilling secrets, and accidentally discovering porn sites he had neglected to erase on his computer. He liked sites that featured natural, hairy women. So she hadn't considered shaving her labia, just neatened up the area.

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