Marilyn: Going Your Way
Keywords: Way, Marilyn:, Going, Your,
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"Welcome to the latest installment of my tales of pure, unadulterated lust. Wait a sec, I"ve just adulterated it. Oh well. I"ll keep it short and sweet. After all, I have enough problems with people bashing my work. No disclaimers. If you don"t have the good sense to realize that this my work, and that if you"re gonna make money off of it, it is my legal right to ask for a cut or shut you down, you"re hopeless. Oh, and send comments to the address in my profile. Enjoy!"
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"Oh yes…eat me…ooh yeah…"
Marilyn was laying on one side, watching her sister Sharilynn get gently eaten by Kat. Marilyn herself was bottomless, letting her limp dick hang down to recover from soreness. Yes, it was one of those weekend afternoons that stretched into the night that was completely filled with lust. It was a nice way to kick ass a relax, to recreate after the tensions of a high school day. Laying back, she half closed her eyes, then decided to look on the clock on her sister"s bed out of curiosity.
"OH SHIT!"
Sharilynn gently pushed Kat"s head from between her legs, then turned her head towards her sister.
"What"s going on, man?" Shari asked. "I was enjoying myself there, sis."
"It"s fucking one in the morning!"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Well, you do know that she," referring to Kat, "should have been gone by now, right?"
"So?"
"Uh, it is exactly safe out there for tiny women out there. This isn"t Iowa or something."
"Alright, point well taken. Get dressed and take Kat on back home. Just toss me my vibrator on the way out, OK?"
"Done and done, sis."
Marilyn sat all the way up, grabbed Kat"s head, turned her to face her lips and mouthed to her "I"m gonna take you home. Go get dressed." With Kat now scrambling for her clothes, she stood up, opened the nightstand drawer and tossed her sister her vibe.
"Hope you enjoy that, sis!" Marilyn said as she drifted out of the room.
"Will do!"
Marilyn strolled across the hallway to her room. When she got there, she took off her shirt off to put on a lacy half-cup bra. She replaced her plain yellow t-shirt, then the bulkiest panties and baggiest jeans she could grab. She slipped on a bulky hoody to keep out the cold, threw on some shoes, then walked back across the hall to get Kat.
"Mmm…she looks so yummy. I wish I could eat her up. Then again I have," Marilyn said to herself enjoying a private giggle. She saw her very good friend dressed in a light blue t-shirt with a light jacket, wearing one of her old uniform skirts, with her hair up in pigtails. Kat"s nipples were poking up through her shirt, and her face was filled with a combination of love and lust for Marilyn, with such a warm smile and such lustful eyes.
"Come to me, come to my arms," Marilyn mouthed to her friend, spreading her arms in welcoming. Kat smiled wider at Marilyn, then bounced over to her relative massive friend and lover. "Damn, I wish she could hear better, so I wouldn"t have to lip sync everything I saw to her" she thought to herself. "However, it"s either that or screaming, and I don"t want the whole world to know how much I need her," she thought to herself as she held Kat tight to her hips and began to walk towards the door.
As they walked out into the chilly autumn night, Marilyn began to think about how all this started. Feeling Kat"s head held up against her hip, she looked down and smiled gently at her, realizing how such an innocent smile could trigger such memories of pure lust. Suddenly, she stopped in the middle of her walk, overcome by lust, and ground her hips against Kat"s head and the air. Realizing what was going on, Kat reached up between Marilyn"s legs and squeezed on her tucked-up cock. Closing her eyes and gasping, Marilyn suddenly came to, then continued walking down the street, stroking her lover"s hair as she came to the barren bus stop on the sidewalk. She got down on one knee, then kissed Kat while lightly caressing her inner thigh. She would like continue with more, but the lights of the bus appeared in the distance, and she didn"t want to look bad. Marilyn then calmly got up, dusted off her jeans and got her MetroCard out just in time for the bus to pull up to the stop.
On the ride to the subway station on the virtually empty bus, Marilyn looked down at Kat"s head laying down on her lap, stroking her hair, reflecting a gentle smile back down. "Man, to think all this happened because of a chance walk-in," she thought to herself. "I know the sex is fun, but there"s something about her. Maybe it"s the male protector gene in me that didn"t get wiped out in the hormones. I dunno. It"s just that she"s so innocent, and makes me feel so strong and needed and loving. Whodathunkit that casual sex could actually lead to something…"
Marilyn"s train of thought was broken when she felt something warm and soft moving between her legs. When she looked down, she saw Kat nuzzling her head against her tucked-up dick through her jeans with her face and cheeks. Apparently noticing the stirring in her loins, Kat looked up at her with those big eyes smiling widely. Marilyn took Kat"s head in her hands, looked at her and mouthed to her "thank you. Thank you very much." She then brought Kat"s forehead to her lips and gave a soft, lingering kiss to it. Slumping down on her seat a bit, she brought Kat"s head to lie on her huge, pillowy breasts and held her tight to them, calmly stroking her hair.
The short ride through practically empty streets on the bus brought them to the Subway station faster than expected. Marilyn and Kat stepped off the bus, walked side by side down to through the turnstiles, then descended down the stairs for the next train. At the base of the stairs, Kat nudged Marilyn and got her to focus on an interesting sight. On the platform stood a girl crying, apparently lost. Her long, lean, chocolate-colored heavily made-up face was streaked with tears, and her hands were entangled in her soft, perfectly coiffed hair. Her face was in line with her long lean dancers body, with curves in the right places, and dressed in the tourist uniform of running sneakers, track pants and screen-printed "New York" shirt. Marilyn walked over to the girl quickly and asked her "What"s up?"
"I-I"m lost…and I don"t know what to do…I"m so alone…," the girl sobbed out.
Marilyn grabbed both of the girl"s arms gently, pulled them down to her sides and asked calmly as possible, "Tell me what happened."
"Well…I was walking around Rockefeller Center, with my folks you know, and I went with them to get on the Subway back to the hotel, and I got caught in the crowd, and I got lost, and, and, I end up on this Subway train in the middle of nowhere," she yammered out. "Where am I, Brooklyn?"
"No, The Bronx. Don"t worry, Everything"ll be fine," Marilyn calmly answered as she instinctively drew the girl"s head to her chest and hugged it tight. "Say, what"s your name? Where are you from?"
"My name"s Sara. I"m from Alabama," she responded, calming down some as she rested on Marilyn"s bosom, and Kat reached up to hug the two of them standing there.
"So, how long have you been waiting for a train, Sara?"
"I dunno, like about 20 or so minutes."
"That"s good. That means the next train won"t be long." Marilyn stepped over to a pillar on the platform, Sara in tow, leaned against it and sat down, patiently waiting for the train. She calmly stroked her hair, giving her a peck on the cheek, while Kat returned over to the two and held them tight. The security lulled the three into a trance just as Marilyn felt the rumble of the incoming D train.
"Come on guys, get off me," Marilyn commanded. "The train"s coming!" She then pulled up Kat with her as Sara got to her feet and rushed over to the platform just in time for the train to pull in. "C"mon Sara…you need to get on this train. Don"t worry…we"re going your way," Marilyn called out.
"OK" meekly replied Sara.
The three strode into the empty subway car, with Marilyn and Kat finding their seats on a bench with Sara standing opposite the couple, still wary of such strangers willing to help in a strange city. Kat went on to nuzzle against Marilyn"s neck when Marilyn pushed her away, holding up a finger, then calling out to Sara.
"Are you OK there?"
"I-I-I don"t know…It"s just so scary here in this big city. I"m just a small town girl, you know."
Marilyn then smoothly got up and made the stride over to Sara. She got behind her, wrapped her arms around Sara"s waist, kissed on her cheek and cooed softly in her ear, "everything"s gonna be fine. Just relax into my arms." Sara did just that, laying her head back on Marilyn"s shoulder and letting her body limp in Marilyn"s arms. Seeing the girl in her arms disarmed, Marilyn bend her head down to kiss Sara"s cheek again, only to have her mind register the feel of a soft ass against her crotch. She reached up with one hand to support herself against the overhead bar, and pulled Sara to her tighter with the other hand. Not realizing that she forgot to tuck herself up, she slowly felt her cock unfurl in her panties, slowly sticking out and poking against Sara. When Marilyn let the sensation get the best of her, grinding her hard dick against Sara, Sara jumped forward and turned to Marilyn.
"Hey, what"s that you got in your pants?"
Marilyn stood and though, hesitant to answer, then came bluntly forward. "I have a dick."
"Wha?"
"I said it plain and clear. I…have…a…dick!"
"You mean to tell me you"re like one of those men on Jerry Springer?"
Marilyn responded in a somewhat annoyed tone, "well, yeah, though I"m not like one those clowns."
"Well, good point. You don"t seem a complete sissy like them. Besides, if what I felt when you were grinding against me is a clue, you"re hung like a pornstar." Sara then continued nervously "c-can I see?"
"Well, sit down where I was and you can see for yourself."
Sara walked gingerly over to the bench where Marilyn was just seating and sat down just as the train was pulling into a station.
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Keywords: Way, Marilyn:, Going, Your,