1. Truth Is Better Than Fiction- Part IV


    Date: 7/12/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    Riley had raised two girls as a single mother. One daughter was just getting out of college and the other, well, she was what the family called the “black sheep” of the family. Riley was a close acquaintance, since her sister and my wife were best friends. I never really knew much about Riley and her daughters until things fell into place and then I got to know them all very well and very intimately. Maddie was the wild child. She smoked. She drank. She cursed. She even did a little partying with the wacky stuff from time to time. Because Maddie was so very wild, her older sister, Samantha, often looked for every opportunity she could, to distance herself from her younger sister. Both girls had two things in common. Both were cute as hell and both had an insatiable appetite for sex. When Samantha left Maddie at my place one evening, I am sure she knew what the end result would be. I, however, didn’t have the foggiest clue, as to the world I was stepping into. Maddie was irresistible. Sex with her was much different than sex with, her mother or her sister. Our initial sexual encounter was great, but then, I was introduced to Maddie’s friend, Rosy. Rosy lived in the same apartment complex as Maddie. They both worked as strippers at a local gentleman’s club in nearby Dallas. Neither Samantha, nor her mother knew about Maddie’s secret life as a stripper. They thought she worked at Hooters - a local hot wings eatery that featured scantily clad waitresses - which to this ...
    puritanical Mormon family, was pretty bad, all by itself. Maddie slipped on an oversized shirt from closet after our tryst. She sat cross-legged on my living room couch, sipping on a 7-Up she had lifted from my refrigerator. Her long brown hair was tussled. Her eyes were glassy and red, but she was coherent, even though, as she admitted, she was buzzed. She was flipping through her messages in her cell phone when the doorbell rang. I opened the door and before me stood a shapely and very beautiful Latina, with an engaging smile and the longest jet black hair I had ever seen on anyone. It was pulled back into a pony tail and she had a flower tacked to the side of her head. Maddie shot from the couch. “Oh! My Gawd!” Maddie yelled as she rushed her friend, arms thrown open. Rosie stepped in to my house. Maddie and Rosy hugged. “Girl-friend... what are you doing?” Rosy inquired. “P-A-R-T-Y-I-N-G!” Maddie verbally spelled out. Rosy looked at me and proffered a wink. She was wearing a skin tight one-piece dress that looked more hooker-like, than casual. “OH girl!” Rosy remarked, looking at me and then her friend. “Where are your clothes?” “They’re somewhere around here,” Maddie replied, “Did you bring any party stuff?” Rosy smiled and dug into her clutch purse. She pulled out a small see-through bag. “Oh yeah!” Maddie replied, clasping her hands and jumping up and down excitedly. I took a seat on my couch. Maddie sat beside me and Rosy sat on the love-seat across from us, her dress inching ...
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