The House Guest
Mandy got off the phone with her friend from college with a smile on her face. Joyce, her roommate at the time, played around with Mandy a lot as the two of them experimented with their budding sexualities. Many a night one of the girls would sneak into the other bedroom and crawl in for late night exploration and excitement. Mandy kept her lesbian ways while Joyce remained straight and married right after her senior year. On certain lonely nights, Mandy would pull out her favorite sex toys and remember the good ole’ days with Joyce.
As it turned out, Joyce called her alma mater and asked if she would open her house up for Joyce’s friend, Veronica. Veronica was going to be in town for a work conference and wanted to stay longer as a mini vacation. Her job would only pay for a hotel room while the conference was going on, and any extra days would be on her own budget. The two talked, and Joyce suggested she room with Mandy, since the two enjoyed the pleasures of the feminine flesh. Mandy readily agreed after seeing a photo attached to a text message.
On the day of her arrival, Mandy set up her spare room and cleaned the apartment. She even went to the grocery store and stocked up on both food and liquor, just to make sure this Veronica woman would feel completely at home. The more comfortable she felt, Mandy thought, the better her chances were going to be of having fun with the sexy brunette. With everything in place, Mandy waited on her dark blue chaise lounge and read a magazine. She kicked off her white platform heels and relaxed.
The door knocked with vigor and sprung Mandy off her lounge. Giddy with excitement to meet another extremely attractive lesbian, she padded her way across the living room floor to her apartment’s entrance. Mandy was a stunning blonde of roughly five foot, three inches tall. While short in most respects, she more than made up for her appearance in the sexy department. Mandy kept her hair long and almost platinum blonde. Her body was killer for her young age, and no tattoos marred her perfect skin. With sizable breasts hanging off her chest, her hourglass figure was matched with an equally-proportioned ass and hips, with sexy legs completing the picture.
When Mandy opened the door, she met her feminine match! Veronica stood in the hallway practically taking up the doorway with her model-like figure. Veronica was easily six foot eight, wearing a Lycra body-hugging dress and tall heels. Her brunette hair was long, curly, and an invitation to lose yourself in it if she let you. Her face must have been a muse for sculptors who chiseled perfect statues devoted to beauty. Veronica’s breasts weren’t as pronounced as Mandy’s, but at her tall size, they were more than enough for any lover. Her flat stomach ebbed to a fine set of hips that protruded gorgeous, toned legs coming out from her tight dress. They went forever until they finally ended in those heels, hiding sexy feet perfectly pedicured like a goddess should be. Her skin was a darker tone than Mandy’s, indicating she had some Italian blood running through that tall drink of water body she possessed. Many quickly let her in.
Veronica had to duck as she came into the apartment and set her luggage down. This woman easily towered over Mandy by a foot and a half, making Mandy eye-level with her guest’s chest. Veronica looked around and complimented Mandy on a very well decorated place. She loved the view of the ocean and beach, wishing her stay would now be longer. Turning back on her hostess, she extended her hand and thundered across the carpeted living room with those big heels of hers.
“I’m so sorry,” she started to say, “where are my manners? I should have introduced myself first. I’m Veronica, Joyce’s friend. Your house was just too inviting and your spectacular view drew me right to it. My apologies, please.” Mandy laughed it off and took the large woman’s hand in hers. To be honest, Veronica took Mandy’s hand in hers, since her bigger hand engulfed puny Mandy’s slender hand.
“Please,” Mandy said, “any friend of Joyce’s is certainly a friend of mine. Friends should hug!” She took her hand back and wrapped her arms around Veronica’s meaty waist. Veronica held Mandy’s head to her cleavage and pulled her in warm and tight. Mandy smiled against the softness of Veronica’s breast and hugged her tightly. Veronica did the same, using her strength to nearly squeeze the air out of her hostess’ lungs.
The two of them parted and popped a bottle of wine. The liquid eased their initial inhibitions a bit, and it got Mandy asking a lot of questions about her new guest. One of them fell on the topic of Veronica’s height.
“I have to know, how did you get so tall? Don’t get me wrong, you’re as beautiful as they come, but I’ve never seen a woman your size before. Is it genetics?” Mandy hoped that Veronica wouldn’t be offended. She was right. Her new friend nodded her head knowingly and set her glass down.
“I get asked that all the time. You’re right though; my whole family is a group of giants. My parents were both over six feet tall, and they had us four girls in their prime. I’m the smallest one, if you can believe that. My three older sisters are all seven feet tall. Oh, and yes, the WMBA have all asked us to play.” She laughed at the thought and took another sip of red wine. “Do you mind if I take off my heels? I love them, but they don’t really love my feet.” Mandy had no objections, since the thought of seeing her pretty feet made her instantly wet. The two shoes fell to the floor with rather loud thumps, and ended with a soothing sigh from Veronica. She lifted her legs and lay them across Mandy’s legs seductively.
“Joyce tells me you’re a lesbian. You don’t mind if I find you irresistibly sexy, do you?” She purred her question while rubbing the sole of her foot along Mandy’s bare thigh.
“No, I don’t mind at all. I have to admit I found you completely gorgeous the second you entered my doorway. Many might think a woman of your stature to be mannish, but you are everything womanly to me. Maybe it’s the wine, but I think I’m already falling for you.” She giggled and stroked Veronica’s calf while gazing into her dreamy eyes.
“Well, good,” Veronica said as she hiked up her dress, “because I’m not wearing panties underneath and I could use a good licking.” Mandy looked at the big slit of Veronica’s pussy and completely melted into lust. Her reddish petals opened up with an invitation that Mandy couldn’t refuse. Quickly, both women stripped down to nothing and resumed their places on the blue lounger. Veronica leaned back and let her big head drape over the padded edge while Mandy got on her hands and knees to fully address the soaked pussy that needed her attention.
Veronica’s dark eye shadowed eyes closed in rapture while she cupped her own breasts and opened her legs further. Mandy smelled the womanly scent coming out of her lover and invited her tiny tongue in deep. Mandy licked at the fleshy lips and suckled on the protruding clitoris. The sensation sent Veronica into bliss. Her mouth opened, showing perfectly white teeth as she moaned her pleasure loudly.
Mandy stuck her hands underneath Veronica’s massive thighs and cradled the big woman in her arms as she ate her out. Her left hand cupped the big butt cheek of her guest and she gripped it hard, letting her nails dig into the pliable skin.
“Oooh yes, kitty’s got claws,” she moaned. “Lick my cunt and claw at my ass. I love it!” Veronica moved her head from side to side, letting her fallen hair sweep over the carpet. Mandy even braved her way down over Veronica’s taint and into the puckered recess of her asshole. Veronica jolted and bucked, demanding that Mandy keep at it.
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