At The Marketing Conference: Part 28“She was just so shy at the start of the conference, a

At The Marketing Conference: Part 28“She was just so shy at the start of the conference, and in the picture she’s still a bit shy and reserved. It’s like she knows she did something wrong the previous  night, and even the lady taking this photograph knows what it was…. At registration, Oonagh and I noticed that she had a lovely pair of tits on her, and we looked at each other to say we’re going to have that piece of Fermanagh cunt tonight. She works for an agricultural equipment business down in the country, they’re developing her role from admin to include some sales, and they thought they’d send her off on this course to develop her confidence… Well, we’re working on it! We honestly didn’t believe a girl could be that innocent and naive in the twenty-first century. Although she lives at home with her parents, she’s a church-goer and an Officer in the Girls Brigade so that explains a lot… And her boyfriend is training for the Ministry, and her father is a big-wig in the Orange Lodge. So for a pair of convent-girls gone wrong like me and Oonagh, she’s just too much of a temptation to pass up…After the afternoon session on the first day, I explained to her what would happen afterwards, and asked her if she’d like to sit with us at dinner. After dinner I told her we all usually went to the hotel spa, and relaxed around the pool and jacuzzi before bed. I decided I wouldn’t tell her how we relax around the jacuzzi and pool. She could find that out for herself… At dinner she said she didn’t normally drink alcohol, but I suggested a wee Prosecco wouldn’t do any harm. I kept her glass topped up, and every so often I’d do the wee things I do when I’m chatting up a straight woman who’s bit a nervous… Wee non-sexual touches when I want to emphasise a point, lots of smiles, gentle eye contact - and there’s nothing wrong with using NLP on someone without their consent if you want their cunt… So by the end of the dinner, she didn’t seem to mind me putting my arm lightly round her waist, or touching her hand when I was telling her something. And Oonagh was doing the same. Then it was off to the spa… She came out of the cubicle in a swimming costume, and we were outside, naked. I think she was a bit shocked, and I said to her that since the conference was women only, most of us preferred to be naked in the spa. She said she was a shy about that kind of thing, and I told her that there were all shapes and sizes of women out there, and that being naked would do wonders for her confidence. Then, of course, the clincher…"You’ll probably be the only one in a costume, Grace. Do you really want to stand out?” She hesitated.“Let’s have a look at you, Grace.” I lowered first one strap, then the other, releasing her breasts… “You’re looking great!” said Oonagh “you’re in much better shape than me! Must be all that work on the farm…”I’d got her costume down to her waist by then, and pulled it down further to reveal a dense carpet of dark pubes. She could see my fanny, where I’ve had the hair lasered off, and I could see she felt a bit self-conscious… The she turned to look at Oonagh’s cunt, which is natural and unshaven.“It’s all a matter of taste, isn’t it?” I said “and besides, I’m not a natural blonde, and it’s just vanity on my part, but if the carpet doesn’t match the curtains, I’ll do without the carpet.”That was lie one, and lie two. Oonagh doesn’t shave hers because she has got a thing going with two women who lecture at the University, and they think a thick muff is a matter of feminist principle. Mine’s smooth because my boss at work loves age-play, and he likes me dressed up in a gingham dress and white kneesocks as a primary-school girl. I wasn’t going to tell her that…So we led her into the spa, and she did a bit of a double-take. Yes, there were lots of naked women round the pool. We’d told her that. Most of them were already kissing and cuddling, the sex toys were out, and already one of the Province’s leading businesswomen was experiencing an orgasm from one of the young interns… Grace was a bit shocked. I held her hand gently, and got her to sit down between me and Oonagh on three loungers. She still looked nervous…“You seem a bit nervous, Grace. It’s just women together relaxing and enjoing themselves. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. But I’ve got a wee friend here that’ll help you relax,” I said, and slipped a Silver Bullet out of my clutch bag and switched it on.“Just have a wee wank, Grace.” I parted her the hair on her fanny, and slipped it inside her cleft. “A wee bit wet, Grace! You naughty girl…”As I played with her cunt, Oonagh started kissing those lovely big round tits, the lucky bitch. Then, as Grace hit her first climax, another lady joined us and slipped a dildo into her cunt, as I continued to play with her clitoris.“Not too hard, I’m still a virgin,” said Grace, but I could tell she wanted more, and I kissed her on the lips… Then I moved down her body and started to lick her cunt-lips. A fourth lady joined us, and straddling Grace’s head, led her towards her open cunt, and soon had Grace’s tongue inside her… Grace screamed with pleasure again as I worked her clitoris, and then, although her tongue was still inside the other woman’s fanny, I took her hand and placed her fingers inside my wet cleft… The woman squirted all over Grace’s face, and I decided it was one of those moments when she needed some comfort and reassurance, so I kissed her face all over, licking off the woman’s cunt-juice… Then Grace kissed me, first tentatively, then more firmly and deeply, and I smelt and tasted cunt on her. “You OK, Grace?”“Very… I think I’ve wanted this for years…”Every woman in that spa wanted Grace, and all of them had her last night, enjoying her hairy cunt, fondling those incredible boobs of hers, and Grace got a lot more confident as the night went on… And the last women in the spa were me, Oonagh and that leading businesswoman who finished the evening in a 69 with Grace, before I led Grace to bed, and Oonagh took the woman… We took each other to a climax again, and Grace lay in my arms…“So much for being good-livin, I’ve had a right night of sin…”“Well, really? Did you enjoy yourself? Did you hurt anyone?”“Well, I loved it, and I didn’t hurt anyone - if my boyfriend or my parents knew, they would be hurt…”“They don’t need to know, do they?”Although some of them knew soon enough… She was up in town on some GB course last week, and we met for a coffee. And an afternoon in a friend’s flat, but that’s another story. She told the boyfriend that if he wasn’t going to fuck her, she’d ditch him… He’s ditched. She’s right - like I told her, if he’s a virgin, leave another woman to sort it out. It’s not worth it. Anyway, she’s using her new skills. She’s fancied this other woman in the GB for years. She was already a Leader when Grace was in the juniors. After a Church Parade, Grace gave her a lift home, went in for a coffee, and had her hand up her skirt within ten minutes…Turns out this woman’s felt the same way for years. And her husband works abroad most of the time, so there’s a lot of fisting going in Fermanagh, and a new sex toy every week… And four convent girls enjoyed two GB officers in their uniforms in my friend’s flat last Saturday night… -- source link

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