Motherfucker: Part 2 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 2

... of my face like a vise. And I couldn't really move. So I just kept licking away at her clitoris as best as I could.

When Fran finally relaxed her thighs and spread her legs back apart, I maneuvered my mouth downward towards the rear of her pussy crack, until I found her vaginal opening.

I shoved my tongue up into it repeatedly, using my tongue like a miniature penis, and Fran really seemed to like that a lot, because it made her cum again.

"Oh my God! That felt great!" Fran finally said. "Now, I want you to stick you fingers up into my birth canal, because you need to know just how short my birth canal is."

I carefully eased my middle finger up into Fran's vagina. And she was right about her assessment of her own vagina. Her vagina was very short. I could easily feel the very back pocket of it with my fingertip, and her cervix was only about two inches in from her vaginal opening.

But at least, I discovered that Fran's short vagina would stretch open wide enough to accommodate three of my held-together fingers, which meant that my erect penis would easily fit inside it--just as long as I didn't press it in too far.

"Wow! Your birth canal really is short," I remarked to Fran, using the same words that she had used earlier to describe her own vagina to me.

"Well, unfortunately, my birth canal has been that way my entire life, and so I have learned to work around my limitation. I want you to kneel down between between my legs, but do not lie down on top of ...

... me. Instead, I want you to stay in an upright position, while I stick your johnson up into my jenny, and control how deep it goes into me."

"That's cute. I've never heard a 'pussy' called a 'jenny' before," I commented to Fran.

"Well, that's what my dead husband used to call it. Andrew was a very refined man, God rest his soul. And he didn't really like how vulgar the words 'dick' and 'pussy' sounded. And so he and I would use the terms 'johnson' and 'jenny' instead, to describe our 'naughty parts' to each other whenever we were making love. And so I will always think of my own pussy as being my 'jenny.' You don't mind, do you?"

"Of course not. Go right ahead and call it whatever you want to call it--just as long as you don't mind me calling it your pussy."

I moved to kneel between Fran's wrinkled thighs, and she grabbed hold of my dick-shaft and rubbed my dick-head up and down along the crack of her own "jenny" a few times, before inserting the head of my dick into the entrance of her vagina, at which point she said to me, "Congratulations, Carl. You are now having sexual intercourse with a 77-year-old woman. I'll bet you never thought you'd be doing that this morning."

"No, I sure didn't."

"Well, does it turn you on to have your johnson inside my old jenny?"

"Of course it turns me on."

"And why do you think that is?"

"Because a pussy is a pussy, no matter who it belongs to, or what it looks like. And as far as my dick is concerned, all pussies are ...