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Valentine Invitation
This is one option, I had two options that came to mind as I was writing this story. The other is Anonymous Valentine Invitation
I’m Maureen, 23, an English Lit, this is my first-year teaching at Washington High. I’m 5’4″ 34 22 33, long, lower back, wavy coppery red hair, green eyes, round face with some freckles I was blindsided, I had no idea, I felt secure in our marriage, I felt it was one others ogled. Why, what happened.
He’s moving in with Eloise, a coworker at Lincoln High, she’s a very pretty blonde; but they only met in September, at the start of the school year; 4 months, and she steals him away, we’ve been together 5 wonderful years.
That was last year, 2022, I gave up trying to understand why he left.
Fast forward to February 2023. We’re divorced, I removed any evidence of him from our, uh, my house. I’m lonely, seeing a psychiatrist for my battle with depression 41, still has a great figure, always in business attire, tailored suits, or skirts ” She leans directly in front of me; barely above a whisper “did you get laid?”
“No,” I chuckle. “I received an unusual invitation.”
She pours a coffee from the big pot and sits next to me.
“To a special Valentine’s party.” I pass the red card to her.
“I didn’t know you were seeing anyone.”
“I’m not, it’s anonymous and profoundly provocative.”
She reads the heart shaped card:
‘You don’t need to spend lover’s day alone,
CUM ONE, CUM ALL.
LET US PUSH YOUR PASSION BUTTONS, WE”LL MAKE YOU ERUPT WITH INTENSE ORGASMS.
Be the center of attention at our Valentine’s party.
Enjoy Champagne, dining, weed, wine, and orgasms.
We request YOU to be our special desert, covered with whipped cream, chocolate sauce, honey, strawberries, cherries. Relax and enjoy the sensual sensations as we savor this delicious dessert… YOU!
An evening to remember for all forthcoming Valentine’s.’
“Wow, that sounds erotic, a wild, fun time.” She peers at me with an excited look “Where’d you get it, who’s it from?”
“No idea, it was under my door this morning.” I finish my coffee. “There’s no name, no number; just that.”
“Well maybe it’s a neighbor, do you think it’s a prank?”
“No idea, maybe.” The bell signals time for class. We give each other a quick hug and depart.
I get to my classroom and there’s a red, sealed envelope on my desk. I sit at my desk, anxious to open the letter I change my lesson plan, “Ok class, pages 117 to 121, read quietly please.” I open the envelope and there’s another identical card inside.
‘Imagine yourself in a wild fantasy, an erotic experience of carnal lust. You’re naked, splayed out, being stimulated, titillated by several hands, fingers, tongues, mouths, all removing sweet toppings from your gorgeous, aroused body. The erotic pleasure, the tingling sensations, the intense orgasm, all there for your sexual pleasure.’
‘YOU will be the focus porno video of lecherous debauchery with sexually experienced friends.’
I’m aroused, the carnal image these words conjure up are erotic, lewd. They induce me towards a positive response, I’m intrigued, excited, but who is it, it says friends, it implies it’s someone who knows me, someone on staff? that makes sense, the letter was on my desk.
I struggle unfocused, through my morning classes, the images portrayed in the letter, the fantasy of several people ravaging me, are enthralling she’s also on my suspect list.
“We’re discussing either a nice romantic restaurant we’re planning to play newlyweds.”
“Keepin’ it fresh, nice.” Di giggles. “Mo, you got plans?”
I show her the first invite and letter. She reads it as she eats.
“Oh, my gawd, is this for real, sounds like a wild fuckin orgy, are you planning to participate?”
“Yup, I’ve been so horny anticipating it.”
“Wow, I’m surprised, I never thought of you as a promiscuous woman. I had you pegged as asexual, with little desire for eroticism. A passive housewife type.”
“I was,” I stated, “quite contented with my life, low libido drive, quite sure that’s why I’m single now; I wasn’t promiscuous, so Craig found someone wilder.” I look away, pausing, fighting off the lonely depression feeling. “This invite awakened an animalistic passion, I feel liberated, excited to delve into everything carnal, discovering whatever I was previously missing out on.”
“Wow, you go girl, sounds great, good for you.” She packs up her lunch items. “You know I want details Monday.”
Leaving she waves, “have a great afternoon ladies.”
I watch her swaying hips, fabricating more lewd thoughts.
‘Hmmm, after this party I shall attempt to tap that.’
“Let’s go shopping after school.” Sienna suggests, distracting me, bursting my imaginary liaison with Di. “Ivan wants me to get a skimpy red lingerie outfit for Valentine’s Day, please come with me, meet me at my car after last bell.” I nod, still slightly distracted in fantasyland.
As we exit the parking lot, “Damn girl, how horny are you, I can smell your pussy secretions from here; your scent is scrumptious, have you been oozing all day?”
“I’ve never been hornier; I can’t stop thinking about that invitation, being ravished by several others. Lewd lesbian sex is forefront.”
“If you want to get yourself off, do it, lay back, finger yourself, I don’t mind.”
“Uh, no I can’t; I uh need a dildo, I’ve tried masturbating with my fingers, I can’t, I need penetration.”
“What, you’ve never gotten off without penetration, didn’t Craig ever go down on you? get you off orally, or finger you with clitoral stimulation?”
“Uh, no, well, we tried oral, but I wasn’t stimulated.”
“Girl, you just need to learn how to masturbate, you need some experienced guidance, or a talented mouth, or both.” She stares at me. I understood porno indir what she was implying and didn’t rebuke her. “My favorite is 3 fingers, 1st once I’m as horny as you seem to be presently, I concentrate on my clitoris, teasing, circling, squeezing, rubbing awakened this newfound eroticism I’m feeling. I have an immense desire to explore sexual promiscuity that I was too naive to learn, but now realize I was missing out. I’m awaiting her to lean to me to kiss.
Sienna removes her panties, holds them near my nose. “I’m very wet too, you like my pussy scent?” Her aroma fills my nostrils, it’s unique, I first notice her sweet perfume, now mixed with a pungent, musky, a mixed bouquet, I’m reminded of fish. Nevertheless, it arouses me even more; another woman’s scent is foreign to me. She puts her dampened panties into the console i pondered the cliche; ‘bigger might be better.’
She folds the silicone shaft, making a U shape, “”MMmm, yes, this will be great for a DP.” She closes her eyes, bites her lower lip; her hand goes under her dress. “I must get this; I can imagine so many scenarios.” She withdraws her fingers they’re glistening, slick with her juice; she puts them to my lips, “I know you are curious, so taste me.” I lick her fingers, I’m weak-kneed, lightheaded. ‘Damn, she tastes good, sweet, chicken flavored.’ I swoon, envisioning my face buried between her thighs, her wearing that red lingerie, Ivan’s large cock entering me, doggy style.
“Ladies. Not out here,” a young female employee is a few feet away, “I can escort you to the back room, we have a sofa, I open my mouth, completely ready to accept her invitation to the back room; Sienna speaks first.
“Oh, sorry miss,” I’ve never seen her blush, she’s beet red; “I, uh, I’d like to purchase these,” Sienna turns, “yah, uh, we’re done here.”
As she’s paying with her credit card, the clerk passes me a small stick-it note, and says “Raincheck, call me,” she winks, “I prefer pussy, but I’m bi, and you’re both so frikkin hot.”
Back in the car Sienna opens the console, takes out a fat joint fires it up, “I need this, that was intense, I almost took her up on her offer,” she leans her seat back, taking a long toke. She smiles and passes it to me. “I didn’t intend to embarrass you, sorry about that.”
“I would have, I wanted to;” I take a long toke, “I opened my mouth to say yes to her.” I pass back the J, “I know you’ve been attempting to seduce me, so why didn’t you say yes?”
“Yes, I have, ever since we met at the start of the school year. My advances went unnoticed, you were so happily married. Then you were depressed, now this invite has changed you, you’re so horny, for anyone else. I’m being selfish, I want to be your first.” She rubs the back of her fingers across my lips, my nostrils detect that unmistakable odor, I part my lips as she presses her fingers in, my tongue swirls, as I suck them.
“We were interrupted, how pornolar did you enjoy your first taste of another woman’s pussy?” She takes another draw on the weed. I know she knows I’m ready, I’ve succumbed, I’m ready I moan at the intense pleasure, eyes closed, relishing in this newfound bliss; sensing my orgasm is about to explode.
Leaving me standing, I open my eyes to see her unzip she’s wearing a red lacy open cup under bra, she has a spectacular figure, I’m enchanted gazing at her sexy body, she unclasps her bra, allowing her abundant, large round globes free. Gawd she’s gorgeous, and I’ll soon be going down on her. She sits on the edge of the bed; and undoes her garter straps.
“May I? I want to feel the silk.” She nods approval, I kneel, rub my right cheek against her left inner thigh. Her scent demanding my attention, I kiss the skin at the edge of her hose, my tongue follows the hem, to a garter strap, I lick toward her pussy, nuzzling my nose between her wet lips, moving up, her soft, fuzzy pubes tickle my nose. My senses are on overdrive, heightened by my extreme arousal. I lift my head, my eyes taking everything in, my fingers trail up her thighs, my thumb’s part her labia. Her inner flaps are dark, nearly black, large, loose, wavy, glistening, slick with that wondrous wetness. They’re quite different from my smaller thinner lips do to me whatever you would like done to you.” I lick her pussy as if it were a peppermint stick, from the bottom to the top, slowly, teasingly, savoring her delicious flavor, my tongue working feverishly, but not hurriedly, carefully attempting to collect every last drop of delectable excretions she produces. My minds swirling, this is beyond what I imagined. I myself may cum administering to her, it’s so salacious, satisfying.
“Yes, just like that, da, ah yam you’re a natura, ah ahl.” Sienna moans. I squeeze my thighs together, restricting the urge to climax, as i would to stave off needing to pee.
She tugs my hair, “enough, my turn, I want you to cum first,” she lays beside me, our tongues swirl, her fingers tantalize my cunt lips. She puts her legs between mine, pushing her pelvis against me, her hands caress my boobs, she begins a trail of titillating tongue twirls down my abdomen. As her face reaches my pubic area, I am full on, consistently moaning, my hips involuntarily writhing. Every nerve ending in my body screaming for more.
“Oh god, I’m so ready, do it Sienna, I so want you to make me cum.” My fingers comb through her wavy locks. I wrap my legs around her back. Raking my nails across her shoulders. She licks from perineum to clit. Her fingers twisting my nipples like tuning radio knobs; her tongue tip is teasing the edges of my labia when she’s not sucking them into her mouth. I’ve lost rational thought, and I am moaning constantly, getting louder, it’s inconceivable I haven’t climaxed yet. She pinches and tugs my labia as she fiercely sucks my clit; that sends me over the edge, the sensations she’s creating inside me explode into a flood of ecstasy that radiates outward, through every pore in my body. I buck my hips in unison & cry out in ecstasy, she continues relentlessly, trying to draw the pleasure out as long as possible.