The Book. - Sex Stories

The Book.

The other day I went to a mid week garage sale. The people were moving out on the weekend. So they had a smallish garage sale. I brought a couple of books. Inside one of the books was a diary like from 1905 through to 1924. It's from a young woman by the name of Miranda. Dated 26/12/1905. Mum, dad and William are heading down to Portsea with uncle James and aunty Louise. I'm staying home. I have a few things to do and someone needs to keep the dogs company. Not only that I have my own priority's in life whilst they are away for the week. I went to the train station to see them all off. So hot even at seven forty when they're train departed. I watched as they're train went out of view. So good to be alone and free for a few days. On my way home I called into the corner store to pick up a few things. I had on a long crushed velvet skirt and matching blouse. My hair was neatly tied up in a bun. Mr Stone was behind the counter, his wife Tara was also around serving a woman with long blonde hair. Tara introduced me to the woman who was Joanna. We said our hellos and all that. Joanna was in her mid to late thirties. Tara and I had secretly been giving each other some pleasures of life. Joanna brushed herself up against me and smiled. I smiled back. Mr. Jones said he had to go out for a little while and wouldn't be back until after three. Tara said she may close up for a few hours. Mr. Jones looked at Tara and said okay. Tara closed up the shop and took me out the back. I thought ...

... Joanna had gone. Joanna got three glasses down from the top shelf and then got a bottle of wine. The last time Tara and I got together was a few weeks before Christmas. Tara was dressed in a long pleated skirt and brown blouse. Joanna smiled at me as the doorbell rang. Tara excused herself and went to the door. Joanna then pulled me to her and felt my large breasts. I smiled at her. Joanna told me that Tara had told her all about me and how liberated I was for such a young woman. We gave each other a little kiss. Joanna's tits weren't quite as big as mine, but were more than a handful as Tara said on more than one occasion about mine. Joanna let my hair down and ran her hands through it. Tara returned with two very tall black men from America. Both men were well over six foot tall and were black. Tara introduced the men as Carl and Brian. We said or hello's. Tara fixed us all a drink and we all went into the living room. Tara put her arms around my waist and tenderly kissed the back of my neck. Without saying another word, Tara slowly unzipped my skirt. I wasn't wearing any under garments on. Brian smiled at he looked at my thick bush of pubic hair. He walked over to me, and buried his face between my legs. I let out a soft moan as I hadn't even done my daily fingering myself for the previous three days. Tara undid my blouse and removed it, showing off my huge pair of breasts. Joanna and Carl both made bee lines for my breasts, licking and sucking away as Brian worked on my ...