Ronnie(BW)
From Create Your Own Story
Lonnie throws Emma's bag to Ronnie.
"Get her out of here Ronnie, I'll keep Rosa here in case of any trouble."
"Come on you."
Ronnie takes Emma by the arm and leads her to the other end of the clearing where hidden in the undergrowth another path opens up, Ronnie leads Emma down the path, Emma notices this path is much straighter than the one she used to enter the clearing, eventually the path peters out into a wooded area but she can see the children's play area through the trees.
"If you give me my purse I can find me own way out from here."
"My instructions were to take you home, and that's what I intend to do."
They continue through the park until they reach Emma's home, where Ronnie hands Emma her bag , Emma fumbles with her keys and finally opens the door.
"Thank you." She says. "I probably still be in there trying to find my way out."
"That's not much of a thank you, I go out of my way to lead you home through the woods, I'm hot, sweaty and thirsty and you're not even going to invite me inside for a drink."
"I'm sorry, I thought you'd want to get back to your friends, and I only have some bottled water."
"That will do fine."
Ronnie moves past Emma into the house and kicks off her sneakers leaving her bare foot, Emma follows her in closing the door and takes off her own shoes before leading her to the kitchen. She opens the refrigerator and hands Ronnie a bottle of water then takes one for herself. Emma closes the door and stands with her back to it, Ronnie is stood a step away and takes a long drink from her bottle.
"You have a tasty pussy!"
Ronnie's words coincide with Emma taking a large swallow of water, the shock of them causes her to spray the contents of her mouth all over Ronnie.
"Oh god I'm sorry."
"You have a dryer?" Ronnie says with a grin on her face.
"Yes, in the utility room."
Ronnie empties her jean pockets before taking them and her vest off leaving her naked and then hands them to Emma.
"Go dry them for me."
Emma takes the clothes quickly shocked at the girls lack of shame and hurries to the utility room. She throws the clothes into the dryer and sets it to the fastest setting, but checking the timer it will still take at least an hour. Emma walks slowly back into the kitchen, nervous about spending the next hour with a naked Ronnie who had definite designs on her. Emma didn't have a problem with lesbians or indeed anyone from LGBT community, she had always been happy with her husband except of course in the last six months. Emma arrives at the kitchen and finds it empty.
"Ronnie where are you?" She calls.
"In here."
The voice sounds close by and Emma follows it towards the lounge where she finds Ronnie looking at the family photos naked and unashamed, Emma notices how well defined her muscles are but still leaving her very feminine.
"Nice family, when's hubby due home?"
"He's not, he died two years ago."
"Lonnie's not going to like that."
"Why not?" Emma asks confused.
"She prefers to fuck married women, once she's had a few sessions with them she has enough blackmail evidence so they can't back out, then she whores them out, and the only way they can get out of it is by sending her some fresh meat, that's why she thought one of the mother's at the school had sent you."
Ronnie picks up her cell phone and dials a number and Emma listens in to half a conversation.
"Hey Lonnie, yeah, she's a no go, a widow no one to blackmail, no no one sent her she just got lost, if you've got no use for her, can I have her?" Ronnie ends the call and looks over at Emma. "She says your mine, where's your bedroom?"
Lost for words Emma is unable to answer and can only watch as Ronnie walks towards her, Ronnie pulls Emma's dress up over head and then cups Emma's ass cheeks and lifts her into her arms, forcing Emma to put her arms around Ronnie's neck to maintain her balance leaving them face to face.
"Bedroom?"
"Upstairs, all the way to the top."
Ronnie heads upstairs carrying Emma effortlessly. Emma can feel Ronnie's flesh pressing against her's, her heart pounds fast this is so wrong, she tells herself, I shouldn't be doing this, I should stop her, but she says nothing allowing Ronnie to carry her upstairs. It doesn't take long for Ronnie to reach the bedroom and have Emma pinned beneath her on the bed crushing her lips with her own and trying to snake her tongue into Emma's mouth. Emma reluctant to open her mouth at first soon yields, trying to think how many times she wished her late husband would take her like this. She lets out a disappointed moan when Ronnie breaks the kiss, but catches her breath sharply when Ronnie starts to kiss her way down her body, the hot breath on her right nipple causes her to moan out loud as it is sucked into Ronnie's mouth, Emma feels her nipple harden under Ronnie's gentle sucking and lets out another moan when Ronnie switches her attention to Emma's left nipple. Ronnie stops sucking the left nipple when it is as hard as the right one, her tongue moves over Emma's belly towards her pussy. Emma's panties were now the only barrier left between Ronnie and her pussy, with one swift motion Ronnie had grabbed the panties with both hands and pulled them down Emma's legs and off before throwing them across the room. Whenever her husband had given her oral sex it would take him ten minutes or so to get her worked up enough to orgasm, but Ronnie's expert tongue and fingers had her moaning and bucking from the beginning bring her to a quick orgasm, normally at this point her husband would stop but Ronnie kept going using her tongue and fingers to propel Emma to greater heights of ecstasy, finally with her pussy quivering and her legs turned to jelly Ronnie stops moves up the bed and pulls Emma into a kiss.
What next?
