The next morning, instead of getting ready, I decide to spread my legs in front of the mirror and play with myself. I have fun watching myself get wet from my own fingers. I look down at my little slit, seemingly obbessed with it now, letting my finger rub it slowly at first. Up and down the length of the slit. Then, oops! I poke inside a little. I look at my reflection, panting like a dog.
As I reached upward to my clit, I think about Amy licking my pussy instead of Jeff. It tightens and contracts around my tiny finger, forcing a moan out of me.
"What about Marissa? If she gave me a happy ending, I would..." And as I'm thinking this, my fingers fly furiously in and out of my pussy, and I squirt all over the mirror. "Fuck...I missed the bus, too?"
I ended up taking an uber to work. I kept thinking about how these new orgasms were becoming increasingly addicting, despite their high price. Would I become a full blown lesbian just to serve my lower half, even though it disgusted me?
It was at that moment I caught a glimpse of the uber driver. She was old enough to be my mom. She was plump, with giant breasts as big as my head, and skin as black as dark chocolate itself. Her mouth had these really plump lips that looked like they could swallow me whole, and her eyes dart back at me, piercing my soul.
"Everything okay, Miss?" she asks, in a thick, Jamacian accent. Her eyes still locked on mine for a moment in the mirror. I can smell her thick church perfume. Her presence immediately makes me wet down there. Nooo, please, not this one. Why do I have the hots for some older, smelly black woman? I tried everything in my power to resist what I was going to say, but as uusal, the words just fell out,
"Umm, actually. I was hoping I could tip with something...other than cash," I offer, shivering in my seat as the words escaped my lips. I was hoping she would decline.
"Hehe, pretty pretty girl. What did you have in mind. I'm a WO-man. No cock for you to suck up here, eh?"
I blush beet red. I had thought about black cock before. Once upon a time I was curious. I never wanted to lick black pussy though. Even now, the thought turned my stomach. I knew she had an odor already. But the more it disgusted me, the more it made my pussy drool with excitement. God this was going to be so gross, but yet, I was so horny I couldn't resist anymore.
"I...I know. I'll still use my tongue to please you...ummm, down there," I respond, meekly.
"Haha, You teenagers...this is some prank, ya? Well mama doesn't play around. I know a good spot near your drop-off point, ya?"
My heart starts pounding with the realization that I would be going down on this older woman...this stranger I didn't even know! What would older jamacian pussy taste like? I stuck my tongue out in digust for a moment as my pussy creamed my panties. Luckily she didn't see me do such a rude thing. I still struggle with being aroused and disgusted at the same time.
"Alright, pretty girl. We here. Nobody will see. Join me upfront." The car doors all unlock. We were parked in a discrete lot that only allowed four cars total. We were facing the biking trail near the school and surrounded by trees. I couldn't imagine a better place to discretely lick pussy. I watched her put up a windshield guard people used on hot days. To me, it seemed like it would be a little suspicious, but...it would be better than getting caught I suppose. How would I explain this to my parents? To anyone?
I nervously got out of the car, and while nobody was around, joined her in the driver's seat. She made a lot of room for my tiny little figure by moving the seat back, a lot. I could kneel in front of her.
"What you want to do, pretty girl? Suck on mama's breast first? Or just lick me downstairs?"
My heart froze for a second. I realized that even though I was only compelled to lick pussy, I was still very nervous. Maybe if I did other things with her I could ease into it better. She smelled so different. She was so old, too. Like, thirty maybe? It was making me dizzy. Then I looked at her lips closely,
"Can I kiss your lips? Please?" I put on my innocent girl routine I would use on a police officer, and it seemed like it was working.
"Hmph. You are not my girlfriend, child. But I suppose Mama will allow it this once," she agrees, and closes her eyes. Her lips pucker up. I was ready to be swallowed whole. I climb up her, my pussy quivering in a new, exciting way as I get dangerously close to those large lips on her face.
Her lips swallow mine as my pussy pulses with excitement in my short little skirt. She parts my lips and kisses me with finesse. My tongue becomes like a dancing partner in her mouth. I can't help as I feel my pussy tighten and drool excessively. Her breathe tasted like old mints. Why did my pussy crave her so? I found nothing about this moment attractive, except for the way her tongue played with mine. That was unexpectedly pleasurable. I start moaning as we kiss, as if I had never experienced this before. Would I cum without licking her down there?
She finally parts, and we kiss a few more times. Each time I squirt a little more juice into my panties. I rest them on her leg, both aroused and humiliated.
"You like Mama, huh?" She asks, grinning from ear to ear. I was a little creeped out, but I knew my pussy wanted more. I couldn't refuse my pussy, I was becoming a slave to it's strange desires. As old and ugly as this woman was, I knew I was close to one of my best orgasms, so I just had to go with it.
"Y-yes, Ma'am." I meekly replied.
"Call me Mama, dear. And I'll call you whatever you like," she exclaimed.
"J-jenn, is fine, Ma...Mama."
"Jen, dear. Do you want to taste Mama's breasts?" As if she heard an answer already, she unbuttoned her cheap blouse to reveal bare tits, without a bra. Her nipples just had little bandaids on them. "Just take off the tape for Mama, and they are yours."
I bite my lip nervously, as I slowly peel off the left bandaid. I squirm as my pussy continues to drool on her. I didn't know my pussy was into this weird stuff. But, when I see her large nipple, my mouth has trouble resisting.
"Mmm, good girl, Jen. Milk Mama's big breast dry," she encouraged. I nod as I suck on it, my entire body becoming turned on now. It was such a big thing, I couldn't help it. Her skin tasted weird. Like an old piece of chocolate past its prime. As I sucked on this tired old bag of a breast, my pussy undulated. It practically vibrated like a sex toy for men, and it could not stop drooling. I could feel this woman's leg getting a little damp, but she didn't seem to mind. Still? getting so aroused by something so off-putting was making me groan with contempt. I started humping her leg as I released my mouth.
"You're making me so horny, Mama. I might cum just from pleasing you," I explain, and I carefully tear the other bandange off.
"Dance on my other leg like that, dear. I don't want you to lose your balance," she advises. It snaps me out of my weird lesbian trance for a moment, but I'm sucked back into it when my mouth meets her nipple. I can't help but devolve into a some backseat slut for this cougar. She made my pussy feel incredible. It was so amazing, yet so frustrating.
"Oh, fuck. Your tits are amazing, Mama!~" I announce, in heat.
She responds, "Dear, you ready for the main course? I won't let you out until I cum."
I gulp and nod at the same time, still not ready for what was about to happen. I get down on the floor anyway, sit on my knees, and beg like a dog as she unzips and drops her pants for me.
As her pants fall down, I can already smell the thick, pungent smell eminating from her crotch, through her dark panties. It was too much. I wanted to gag. But I had to be polite if I wanted a free cab ride.
"Well? Pull down my panties, dear," She demanded. Against my own wishes, I do as she tells me. My pussy was so close to orgasming I just hoped I wouldn't vomit too. I get the full whiff of her muff. It was like an old armpit that never once wore deodorant. Her dark chocolate lips were a lot more plump and pronounced than I had ever seen. I guess they had to match the same plumpness of her mouth lips. Her groin is full of stubble, so she used an electric trimmer down there, how off-putting. I put my fingers to her groin, feeling the stubble as if it were a man's shaven beard, imagine it for a moment, then lean in to kiss it.
As my lips meet her soft, wet, stinky pussy, my entire body shivers with pleasure. As gross as this moment was, I knew I was one stroke away from a mind blowing orgasm. Maybe I could have multiple mind blowing orgasms between this woman's legs if I helped her cum. I tried to focus on that instead of how gross she tasted to me. However, as my tongue ran up her slit for the first time, her flavor was impossible to ignore.
It was already bad enough that it smelled like a gross armpit. The flavor was like an overly salted beef patty that had past its prime a week ago. I knew this flavor well because our cafeteria tried to serve it once. I was secrectly hoping this woman would turn me off from licking girls permanently. However, I was so painfully close to an orgasm I endured the horrible pussy flavor as I continued to lick her over, and over, and over again.
What seemed like an hour ended up only being twenty minutes when this giant whale finally made a big splash in my face. I was approaching my third mind-shattering orgasm now, and knew so painfully well, that I would be willing to pay any price to feel this way again. As much as I hated licking women, and as humiliating as it was being between their legs, I couldn't ignore my own pussy. I would just have to get used to the taste.