Unknown: All-girl orgy

"But really, I don't know what you mean. Ooohhh… now you can see my titties," she said with a laugh. "They always seem too big to me. What do you think?"

I smiled. She was a crafty one. She liked to play the innocent. But maybe that was how she got off, I told myself. Pretending to be young and sweet.

"Oh no, darling," I said like a warm, tender mother figure. "Not at all. They are lovely. Lovely tits you have. Yes, so big and firm. And look at those nipples, will you? Just look at them. They're starting to stiffen now as I touch them."

And they did. One at a time the nipples became fully erect and trembled between my fingers as I pinched them. She didn't stop me.

"I bet it feels really nice when I touch your nipples, doesn't it?" I asked the girl.

She shivered and smiled and nodded her pretty head up and down.

"Yeah… your fingers are nice and soft, that's why," she said.

"You like nice and soft fingers, don't you, darling?" I said.

"Yes, sure I do. That's why I don't like it when I'm with boys and they put their fingers on my tits… or in my pussy hole."

"Oh, really? What do you mean, darling?" I said, quivering all over. It was like a fantasy coming to life listening to this girl.

"Oh, you know. They have such big hands, and they're so rough. They just jab at you or pull on you. They don't know what a girl feels like inside, they don't know what they should do to make you feel really good, you know what I mean?"

"Oh yes, yes, big ugly brutes. I know just what you're saying," I nodded.

I continued undressing her while my lips moved down to her tits and started kissing and nibbling on them. She sighed and quivered at this action.

"Yeah… I mean, it's nice when they fuck you, but even then they do it so hard and so rough, without thinking about what you're feeling."

"Yes, yes, I know… women are very different than that… they know how another woman feels so they can be more careful, more tender with them…"

"Yes, that's right, Monica," she said. "That's what I mean."

"And I'm a woman, darling," I said, continuing to undress the darling girl.

"I know that you are, Monica. That's nice. I like you being a woman."

I stifled a laugh. I kissed her on the lips. It was a long, erotic kiss. Then I went after the darling girl's cunt.

It was waiting for me, no question about it, drooling and quivering, all hot and juicy and open wide for my tongue.

So there you have a glimpse of my life. My sexual life.

And as I said, I am working towards having nothing but a sexual life. I have gradually eliminated all other aspects of living. I've narrowed it down to pleasure and almost nothing else and I'm quite happy with it.

I have some money saved up. Not a lot of it but enough to keep me going in the style that I am accustomed to.

My daughter is accounted for. Now that we are lovers we are closer together than we have ever been. I am sure that it would be hard to explain that situation to any outsider, but the two of us are happy with the way things are now. And that's what counts, isn't it? It doesn't matter what society says is good or bad, it's what you feel inside of you. And that's the only morality that counts, what you yourself feel is good or bad. And that's the only way to be happy, I've decided. And I'm getting happier and happier all the time.