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From: Maria1971@aol.com
Subject: {ASSM} RP Maria - Maria Gonzales 
Date: Fri,  2 Feb 2001 05:10:04 -0500
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If you aren't 18, or 21 if you live in a backwards
place, then go away : )

This story is copyrighted by the writer formerly known
as Maria Gonzales, AKA M-Go. Copyright 2001. Send me an
E-mail at Maria1971@aol.com and/or visit my web site
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/MariaGonzales/www

Maria

by Maria Gonzales

Copyright 1998 - All Rights Reserved. Any use of this 
work without the author's written permission is 
strictly forbidden.

I work at a men's clothing store, and since I am a 
fairly attractive woman in my mid-twenties I have a lot 
of customers that ask me out.  I almost never accept, 
since I tend to be pretty picky in the men that I date.  
For some reason last week, I accepted a date with 
David.  He has been a regular customer of mine since I 
started working here and he has always seemed very like 
a very nice, if boring guy, and rather attractive.

Since I hardly ever go out on dates, I was looking 
forward to it, but it turned into a disaster.  David 
could hardly ever stop talking about himself.  At 
dinner, he kept talking about how he could cook better 
than the food we were eating, and whenever I tried to 
change the subject, he always found an angle to work 
himself in.  By about nine o'clock I just wanted to get 
home.  I finally convinced him to take me home, and 
after I somehow got out of the awkward situation of him 
trying to kiss me goodnight, I slumped on my couch and 
tried to keep myself occupied.

There was nothing good to watch on the TV, and since 
all of my single friends actually had lives of their 
own and were out partying, I could think of nothing to 
do.  I thought of renting some movies, but the thought 
of watching videos by myself depressed me even further.

I then remembered Maria, I am the godmother of her 
youngest child, and I decided to call her up to see how 
she was doing.  It turned out that her husband was out 
of town and she was in the same situation as I was.  I 
suggested that I rent some movies and bring them over 
to her place, and we could watch them and be bored 
together.  She agreed and I hopped off the couch and 
drove and rented a couple of videos.

I decided to rent Desperado, because I have always 
wanted to see it but never had a chance to, and I 
really like Antonio Banderas and Salma Hayek is 
absolutely beautiful.  I also grabbed Mi Familia 
because it reminds me of how I was raised.

When Maria opened the door to let me in, the first 
thing that I noticed was that she wasn't wearing a bra.  
Actually, it was sort of obvious, she has rather large 
breasts and nipples.  I joked with her that I could see 
that she was dressed comfortably.  She just smiled at 
me and complimented the way I looked.  I had almost 
forgotten that I was still in the clothes that I put 
on, trying to impress David.  I had on a rather short 
mini-skirt, with a lace camisole that just showed 
underneath the blazer.

We walked into the living room, and I saw the popcorn 
and all of the other stuff she had somehow prepared in 
the twenty minutes it took me to make my way over.  I 
sat on the couch and she sat next to me.  We started to 
watch Desperado, and I made a remark about what I would 
love to do to Banderas. Maria then surprised me by 
going into even more detail, what she would do to him.  
We went on like this, each of us getting more graphic 
in our descriptions.  She finished with a graphic 
description of her sitting on top of his face, with her 
mouth sucking on his cock.  The image of her doing this 
would not go away.  I kept glancing at her and the way 
she was sitting seemed so suggestive to me.  I could 
not get the image of her naked body out of my head.  
When the scene in the movie where Banderas and Hayek 
make love, I told Maria what I would love to do to 
Salma Hayek.  She looked shocked, but I was really 
thinking about what I would love to do to Maria.  She 
looked at me and smiled and told me that even though 
she wasn't into women, she might consider doing 
something with Salma Hayek or Jennifer Lopez.  An image 
of Maria with another woman popped into my head, and I 
reached over to her, and tickled her lightly in her rib 
cage.  She just laughed at me and told me not to tickle 
her. Since I don't like to be told what to do or what 
not to do.  I lunged at her and pushed her down, 
sitting on top of her and relentlessly tickled her.

Her was T-shirt raised, exposing her belly to me, and 
the fabric strained against her breasts, showing every 
detail of what was hidden inside it. Imagining her 
naked body, I told her that she was a closet lesbian 
and I would tickle her until she admitted it.  As I was 
tickling her, I could feel myself getting more and more 
aroused.  I had never been with another woman before, 
even though I have always secretly thought about it.  
Finally she admitted that she had fantasized about 
making love with another woman and that I was probably 
right.  When I heard her say that, my mind raced.  
Distracted, Maria quickly got on top of me and was in 
control, tickling me.  Since I am bigger than her I 
quickly reversed and got on top of her.  Not conscious 
of what I was doing, I felt myself move to kiss her.  
It was an awkward kiss, but it sent shivers all over my 
body.  Since she wasn't telling me to stop, I quickly 
became more aggressive, and I soon found our tongues 
exploring one anothers mouth.  My hands entered her 
blouse, and I felt the smooth skin on her back.  I 
could feel her hands start to massage my breasts, and I 
could feel her getting braver.  My hands reached toward 
the front of her body, gently taking a breast in my 
hand, I pinched her nipple.

I broke our kiss, looked at her and smiled.  I took off 
my jacket and Maria helped me with the camisole.  Soon 
my nipples were inside her mouth, as she sucked on 
them, gently biting them.  She removed her mouth from 
my breasts, and stood and walked away from me.  I was 
scared we had gone too far, when I noticed that she was 
walking into the bedroom, removing the rest of her 
clothes.

I thought about what was happening, thinking about 
getting dressed and leaving, I realized that I 
couldn't.  Although I was scared thinking about what we 
were doing, I knew I had to continue.  I stood and 
walked into her bedroom, removing the rest of my 
clothes. I lied next to her, kissing her ankles and 
kissing up her legs.  Reaching her mound, I realized 
that I did not know what to do there, so I gently 
brushed against it and worked my way up her body.  I 
reached her breasts and I lovingly kissed and caressed 
them. The more I kissed them, the urge to start kissing 
her pussy grew stronger.  I wasn't quite ready for that 
and I moved up to her mouth, pretending that the lips 
of her mouth were the lips of her pussy. Kissing and 
biting them, I realized that it was time to move down.

I looked at her and could tell that she was really 
caliente, so I smiled and asked her if she wanted me to 
lick her pussy.  She moaned a yes out, but I wanted her 
to say it.  I moved my hand and started to rub gently 
against her pussy, and she pushed against it, wanting 
more.  Not moving, I told her to tell me what she 
wanted me to do.  "I want you to play with my pussy." 
She said.  I giggled and told her that was better.

I started to kiss her, my tongue and her tongue 
entwined, and my finger started to enter her, feeling 
the wetness and the heat of her passion.  As I moved it 
in and out of her, I made sure that my finger was 
rubbing her clit.  Breaking our kiss I moved down her 
body, and reached her sex.  I started to kiss her lower 
lips, gently rubbing my tongue along the outer edges. 
Asking what she wanted, I listened to her tell me in a 
very throaty, sexy voice, "Chulita, pleas eat my 
pussy."

I told her to tell me what she was feeling, and as I 
slowly licked her from the top to the bottom of her 
slit, she started to moan and tell me what she was 
feeling.  I exposed her clitoris, and I started to kiss 
the tiny button, using my tongue to swirl around it, 
occasionally nibbling it gently between my teeth. 
Opening my mouth, I started to suck as hard as I could 
on the upper half of her pussy.  I could feel her start 
to buck uncontrollably as she started to cum. Doing my 
best to keep up with her, I continued to lick and suck 
on her until she finally told me to stop, that she 
couldn't take anymore.  I continued on and she started 
to scream, not able to form any words.

I stopped and watched as she came down form the rush of 
her orgasm, I gently kissed my way back to her mouth, 
kissing her as we hugged and caresses one another.  
After what seemed like ages, she started to kiss my 
neck, working her way to my tiny nipples.  Sucking on 
them, I could feel her hand rub my pussy. Her mouth 
moved down, as her fingers explored inside me.  I could 
feel her tongue tease my lips. I then started to feel 
her tongue enterinside me.  She was moving her tongue 
quickly in and out of me.  It felt like a thick but 
tiny and very wet cock.  I started to orgasm strongly 
as I pushed against her, trying to get more of her 
tongue inside me.  I told her to stop, but she only 
increased the pressure from her fingers and she kept 
fucking me with her tongue.  I was soon crying out in 
orgasm as the feeling rocked from my pussy, sending 
shockwaves over my entire body.

Soon Maria was laying next to me as we kissed and 
giggled like naughty schoolgirls.  I watched her as she 
fell asleep in my arms, and I slowly dazed off, 
thinking about what happened, and how my relationship 
with Maria had changed.  I knew that she was married, 
and I also knew that I liked men too much to be a 
lesbian, so I decided to leave it at that for the 
night, and I slowly fell asleep, enjoying Maria's skin 
against mine.

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