" I knew there wasno use in protesting and meekly went to Mary and said, "Mistress Willyou please fist fuck me again?" She smiled and said, "Yes bit...ch I willdo that for you. Assume the position." I got down on my knees with myhead to the floor. She got the Crisco can and applied a liberalcoating to my asshole as well as her hand and arm. She shoved her handinto my loosened up asshole and made a fist. She rammed it in medeeply and withdrew it part way before ramming it in deeply again. . Next day I was waiting for her in one bus stop and she came in her two wheeler to pic me up. I sat behind her and We reached her house. We sat facing each other she on a sofa and I on a chair opp to it she told me that I looked much more handsome than what she had imagined. And she was indeed a babe about 5’6″ tall fair boobs about 34 she was wearing a track pant and a tight top After we talked for about ten minutes and explored each other I thought its time.I told her why are we sitting so for. Now, sitting here with a dildo in one hand and my mothers panties in the other, you might think this was totally planned. Personally I cant say that some part of my subconscious didnt know what I might find when I noticed the scent and saw the messed up bed, but to say it was intentional would be a bit far stretch. but then again, these sorts of things dont just happen, do they? Anyways, regardless of how I got here, I was entirely too turned on to turn back. I fiddled with the panties for a. What made her go along with this next impromptu set up? "I let Nick talk me into this, she always talks me into things". Sam shifted in the tough wooden barstool that had slowly grown uncomfortable after sitting so long. The bar wasn't packed but it wasn't empty either. It was filled with the smell of cedar and autumn flavored beer taps. No men, just women. It was the newest lez club to hit the city, set apart from the others, it was all the workings of a co-ed bar, except there where less.