M. Pelletils - The Memoirs of Mitzy, Volume 1

But my darling Sue had other and better ideas as far as masturbating another girl was concerned… From a basket on the sink she took a huge carrot, and, after washing it, brought it over to the table…

I was still in the same position… with my legs resting on the chair and spread as far as possible… Standing close to me, she pointed the huge vegetable at my wet slit. Expectant and ready for any new thrill, I didn't make any protest, letting her have her way instead…

The size of the carrot far exceeded my dildo and, as you know, my rubber friend is about the biggest prick I ever had up my slit… So when she pushed it up my slit I was more stretched than I ever was before, thinking for a moment she was really going to rip my slit apart! Lucky for me, my cunt was really flowing and was wet to its maximum-after some hard pushing, she managed to get it in…

Slowly Sue started to work it in all the way, and finally she had it in my cunt all the way. Now she was satisfied, and she really began to give me a wanking… a wanking like I had never had before… stretching me even more when she started to pump me… moving the carrot in and out of my dilating slit…

Thrilled to no end, I underwent this vegetarian wanking, one could say, and my slightly cooled senses came alive again… Wildly I bucked up and down on the table, my body rocking in passion. With a drooling mouth I let myself go completely, and I was soon brought to my orgasm. When I came to my senses again, Sue was still standing in front of the table and she looked at me through slitted eyes…

“You liked that, Mitzy, didn't you? You enjoyed my frigging…”

“You know very well I did, Sue… but what about you? Don't you want me to do you as well? Now that I'm cooled down a little, I would love making you cream… please give me your cunt… to frig… to suck… to lick… anything at all… you just name it and I will do it for you… not out of duty, because you made me come so heavenly… but because I love you… because I want you to have pleasure as well… when you have your pleasure you know it also gives me a thrill… please, darling, won't you let me have a go at your lovely, slimy slit… you really must be awfully wet by now… let me have a feel…”

I tucked up her dress and felt her cunt. Even through her panties she was dripping wet, and I could not stop myself from wriggling my linger through the leg of her panty to come in closer contact with her lovely slit…

“Yes, I think your finger up my slit will be most welcome… but I have an even better idea… remember, I wanted to tell you the story about how I learned how to frig. Well, I want to tell it to you now… now if you sit on the chair I will take your place at the table while I'm telling you the story about my initiation to masturbatory pleasures… I'm sure you will enjoy it very much…”

We did as Sue wanted and changed places. Before she seated herself on the table, Sue took off her panties a» d hitching up her skirt, she bared her cunt for my eyes and fingers… When we had found the most comfortable position, Sue leaning on her hands on the table and I with my hand covering her cunt, Sue began her story…

“When you said I must have had a very good teacher when I was instructed in masturbation, you were absolutely right… I had the most wonderful initiatress you can wish for yourself… She, obviously it had to be a woman, who else can really teach another female the right motions, was about fifty, but still beautiful… very randy… a widow, as I remember… very well-acquainted with frigging. I don't think she ever missed a day… and… my mother…”

“Your mother? Oh, how wonderful to learn these things from one's mother… How lucky you were…”

“Yes, my mother, and if you don't stop interrupting me I will never finish this story… Well, to really get the story started, I found out her favorite pastime quite by accident… One afternoon I was walking past her room when I heard noises I had never heard before… That day she must either have been very careless or purposefully made more noise than usual, but that is one thing she never told me.

“Anyway, the sounds coming from her room made me awfully curious and I did something I had never done before… Silently, I opened the door to her room and looked inside, telling myself she may be violently ill or something equally drastic… But she wasn't ill at all, she was just horny, although I didn't know the existence of that word at that time… With her back turned to the door, she was sitting in a chair in front of the big mirror in her room.

She was, this surprising me most, completely nude… Her legs were open and in the reflection I saw her cunt for the very first time… I had never seen my mother naked before, and the size of her cunt and the amount of hairs covering it was something I had never thought about. Oh yes, at that time I had started to grow some hairs on my cunt as well, and I carefully inspected this growth every night before going to bed, but I had no idea it could amount to so much when you are fully grown…

“My mother was also inspecting the spot between her legs, and lucky for me she didn't look in the mirror… Her head bent to an almost impossible angle, she seemed to examine her cunt to no end. I was so fascinated that I stood where I was, as if glued to the floor, and watched my mother with an intentness I had never had for anything else before in my life… Finally, she seemed to be satisfied with what she found between her legs and, reaching for a comb lying on the floor beside the chair, she started to comb the long hairs covering her cunt and a good part of her belly… She was terribly hairy and I think I have inherited my hairiness from her… You know best how hairy I am, the way your fingers are playing with it now…

“When she was fully satisfied with this, she dropped the comb on the floor and transferred her attention to her cunt again… She had taken good care to comb the hairs out of the way of her slit so the heavy lips were beautifully exposed, surrounded with delightful fur.

“Standing at the door, something began to stir in me-I couldn't explain this feeling at the time… I had no idea how the whole situation was going to develop, but one thing I was sure of… I was going to stay as long as possible… I wanted to know what she was up to, and unconsciously I knew it must be something very nice and pleasant…

“She was so taken up by her work that it couldn't be anything else but pleasure… My mother loved life and since anything pleasant always pleased her, she was a very happy person. Always ready to laugh and have fun… enjoying good friends and good food, taking life as it presented itself, always looking for the good things to come…

“Like her widowhood… being the person she was, she must have loved my father very dearly and after he died she had her fun with other men, as she told me later, but never getting too infatuated with one of them since she had also discovered the pleasure of masturbation… Of course, she had known about it before she got married, but she had never really enjoyed it… After my father died she found out about it, and on the very first night after his death she immediately made it her new way of sexual satisfaction…

“During my story you will also hear her part of it… Anyway, like I told you, she was paying all her attention to her cunt now, and without really playing with it, all the signs were there that she was going to satisfy my curiosity now…

“After rubbing the lips for some time, she all of a sudden seemed to stiffen a little… quickly, she took her hand away from her slit. Again I didn't know what to make of it, but I was to find out very soon… Leaving her cunt, she now focused her attention on her breasts. Her hands caressed them lovingly and slowly… When I saw her doing this, the first sign of awakening sexuality announced itself in me… I had the mad urge to run over to her and caress her breasts for her… I found them so beautiful and big and I longed to lay my hands on them. As for myself, my tits were just beginning to be slightly more than an un-evenness on my chest… Sometimes at night I felt them and occasionally they hurt me in growing pains… Seeing my mother's tits focused my attention to my own breasts and through my dress I caressed them the way she was doing hers… Keeping this up while watching my mother, a delightful feeling gradually spread through my body and not knowing what to make of it, I almost stopped…