Crazy Mandy

By Miranda Sanderson

Published on Apr 15, 2014

Encounters

Crazy Mandy Part two

By Miranda Sanderson

mirandalezz@gmail.com

OMG. I had the first Mandy story put up four days ago and got over a dozen emails about how they loved Mandy. I was planning on this being the last Mandy story but I guess I may have to write more.

Now a couple of pre-story comments-

This story is the property of the writer (that's me). If you want to share the link be, my guest as long as no one is making a profit off of this. My stories are getting more and more fictional. This story is only about 10% true down from 25% the last time so it may be a little wilder but if it seems too, much remember it is fictional.

I write these stories as a woman for woman. I can't stop men from reading it but for the men I'd rather you did not email me. One guys said the story got him so excited he wished he had a pussy. I shouldn't have (but I did) reply that if that was the case he should be reading the transgender stories instead.

If you are under 18 you shouldn't be reading this so that will probably make you want to read it more.!

It was Fridaym I got home tired, so I was not going out tonight. Though it had been a while and I was feeling especially horny . I stripped, showered and got into bed. I starting playing with myself starting by rubbing my breasts and as I started to feel a little wetness from my pussy I flipped over on my stomach and reached down to my pussy and started rubbing it. I ran my fingers and started to come as I went past the lips to my clit."Huh.uh. yeah. Oh." I had a shaking orgasm. When I am in the mood I can get myself off easily. But I wanted more.

I leaned over to the nightstand, grabbed a couple of my vibrators (okay, who here doesn't have at least three?). I started up the midsized one and began running it around my breasts, then down to my pussy lips, against my clit and put the bad girl in. If anyone heard me they would think I was dying. I couldn't stop moaning and let out several screams as I had a few of orgasms.I went back to using my fingers and put one then two in and as thick as the walls were I still had to keep it under control as I had one more HUGE orgasm. I finally stopped. Still shaking a bit, I fell asleep.

I woke up. Saturday and no work! How often does that happen? Not a whole lot so I had booked a Spa day and I didn't have to cancel at the last second.

I got to the spa. " We have you booked for a massage,mani-pedi, makeup touch up and a hair blow out. I went into the room they had given me for my clothes ,stripped naked and put on the robe they had left me. I put on the sandals and about two minutes later there was a knock on the door.

"Are you ready for your massage? I The massage therapist was waiting for me.

An Asian woman about 40. "Hi,I'm Tara," she said in unaccented English. "Do you have any sore spots or anything that needs to be worked on?" I told her no, I just wanted a light relaxing massage.

As she massaged me I finally felt relaxed. Asian, I started thinking about Mandy. Tara had a nice touch, as she touched me and I thought about Mandy- - underage, panty stealing psycho girl with whom I had am unbelievable sexual experience. It was three months ago, she was so wild, so crazy , (how a 16 year old could be that good in bed amazed me) and left no way of contacting her.

I realized I was getting wet. I told myself to relax but realized there was definitely a wet spot. As she worked down around my ass down to my legs I felt wetter. I let out a little moan. Shit. I turned a bright red.

"I take it you are enjoying it" she said. "Don't be embarrassed, you are not the first woman I have massaged that did that. Just relax. As she massaged me I got wetter, was she doing that on purpose?

Alas, she was not. She must have seen the wet spot but I guess she has seen that before.I took a quick shower to clean off my body and then the mani-pedi. The manicurist started on my feet so I could eat my spa lunch. I decided on a light pink. I then had the makeup touchup and had my hair blown out. The stylist said "You must have a hot date tonight". I thought to myself I hope so but if not, ast least I look good.

I had gone by regular bar a couple of weeks ago and asked the bartenders if they knew her and had seen her. Maxie, a real butch said she knew her. She had hit on Mandy but Mandy preferred the femmes. She hadn't seen her in a while.

I decided to hit the bar tonight. I go to this bar because it was bright, great music and a pretty nice percentage of femmes and the DJ was always on mark. The first time I went into a lesbian bar it was a butch bar. They descended on me as I was the only femme in the place. I got out of there and then found this place.

Lynn, who was one of Taylor's and Jennifer's friends, came up to me. I really didn't know her well; she had been a friend of Jennifer's first. I said hi.

"Miranda ,look I don't really want to get into the middle of this but are you seeing Taylor?" By seeing she meant sleeping with.

"I haven't seen Taylor in a couple of months. Jennifer keeps her on a short leash."

"That's what I thought. Jennifer is thinking that you and Taylor are sleeping together. I didn't think so but she has been talking trash about you." Lynn was definitely on a fishing trip for Jennifer and seemed to be trying to stir some trouble. . She had no reason to bring that up other than reporting back to the ice queen.

I wish Taylor would get out of that relationship. It is not good-they have broken up once already and yes I did sleep with Taylor then but that was two years ago. That Jennifer is still holding a grudge is crazy.

As Lynn walked away I needed to pee. I was heading towards the bathroom when I saw from the corner of my eye-it was Mandy. I don't think she saw me but I made a beeline for the bathroom.

The bathroom has a sign "One Lady to a stall." It wasn't enforced very well, the woman who keeps tabs, Connie, was not there. I heard a moan. Okay she is here, in one of the stalls getting eaten out; I pushed open the door to the stall Mandy was in.

"What the fuck, can't I finish peeing before you knock the door in?" I looked down at her panties. Oh my god.

"Are those mine?" I asked her.

"Yeah, you want them back?" She pulled them off and handed it to me, she left to wash her hands and came back and closed the door. "Don't they smell nice" she pushed it towards my face. I was floored.

I whispered, "You didn't tell me you were 16. If I had known that..."

"Don't worry," she whispered back" I turned 17, you don't have to worry about statutory rape or corrupting a minor." She kissed me, hard. I couldn't resist her. She pulled up my skirt and looked at my panties ,"Red. It will look nice in my collection" she laughed.

Now the brain in my head was saying to get the fuck away from her but my pussy was telling me something else. I was soaking wet with anticipation, my panties were soaked. I also had to pee badly. I took my panties off, "here, you can smell these until I finish." I washed up and she lifted my skirt and grabbed my ass. She pulled herself against my back. I asked her "Why are you wearing my panties?"

"I was hoping you would be here tonight trying to reclaim them. When I saw you start to head to the bathroom I came from the other side so that you would see me but think I hadn't seen you."

In some alien world she might make sense.

"Look, I haven't been with anyone since you and I was really hoping to see you but I was grounded and couldn't get out" she said.

Grounded. I am talking to someone young enough to get grounded. It had been 13 years since I was grounded. That had been for my first guy experience so it was not worth getting grounded. It was time to get away from her once and..." my breathing got heavier as her hand reached around to touch my pussy."

OH FUCK IT, I began kissing her. "Let's get the fuck out of here and for Christ sake don't finger me in the cab again".

The cab couldn't get there fast enough for me. I waved to the doorman; got on the elevator the anticipation was unbelievable.

I thought I was going to burst. A soon as we got into the apartment, she did what she did last time, pushed me against the wall, jumped up and Wrapped her legs around my stomach. This time I was prepared for it. I held her up for a few seconds kissing her and managed to make it to the bed before I dropped her, She lifted my blouse and touched my belly. "Your abs are tight and flat, I remember that. She unbuttoned my blouse and we fell on the bed kissing,

as I took off my blouse and skirt she did the same. I reached around her and undid her bra and she undid mine. Neither one of us had panties on so we were naked and rolling on each other. She grinded against me and our tits touched (Did she get a little bigger?)

"Lay back and enjoy the ride "she said. She started out fingering me, she put her finger inside of me. She began to kiss my breasts as she did that orgasm number one happened at that point."Oh fucking,yeahhh, I climaxed and before I could get down from it she was licking my pussy. She dug her tongue in me,as soon as she started licking my clit I came again."

I pulled her up, my whole body shaking. I kissed her and decided to get crazy .There is one position that has always turned me on.

"Sit on my face" I said to her. I really like that. She looked surprised but she grabbed the headboard and lowered her pussy to my face. I grabbed her ass as her pussy came to my face. I started licking, she started to scream.

"Oh fuck,oh fuck oh fuck,uuuunnggh." She was bucking on my face. "Your killing me" she said, I reached up and grabbed her breasts as I continued to lick her. She turned around and came down and we were 69ing. I was under, I couldn't get enough of her pussy. We were both moaning...

"Oh fucking yes,yes,yes" I screamed. She let out a shriek that the whole building must have heard. She rolled off of me and I got on top, grinding until our pussies touched. You would think that would be enough but she turned to me and said " You have a vibrator?".

I reached in my nightstand and grabbed all of mine. She turned on the very small one and before I had a chance to reacst she stuck it in my ass. I let out a sound of both pain and ecstasy. This was not the first time that that one had been there. At least she hadn't used the big one She stopped moving it, left it vibtating in my ass , grabbed the big one and considering how wet I was had no problem as she used it on my lips, my clit and put it right in.

"Oh fuck. I cried. I took the one out my ass, it was getting too much. I took the midsized one and just put it right in her. I worked up to her breasts and sucked on them while using the vibrator. . After I lost count of how many orgasms both of us were wiped out. She looked at the clock. "It's 11:30,damn."

I thought she was going to fly out the door again but instead picked up her cell phone. "Hi dad, I'm, still alive, see ya later." She turned to me and said" I am going to be so busted I figured I would stay a little while longer as she snuggled up to me and kissed my butterfly tattoo.

"I guess when he gets that message he will be pissed."

"No, he answered. I just gave him an update and hung up. " Totally insane.

About an hour later she said she had to go. We now had each other's number. After she left I was picking up my clothes I realized- she had stolen my panties again!!

Over the next couple of months we saw each other a few times- when she wasn't grounded. One time she showed up with another girl. "When was the last time you had a threesome" she asked as they walked in. I had one in college so after making sure the other girl was 17 or over I had a great time. Again with Mandy it was all sex, nothing else.But great sex.

The next time she called me, she asked if I would be interested in a threesome with a guy. That's when we ended things.

A few weeks later I got a call from Taylor. She wanted to know if I could over to her place. She told me not to worry, that Jennifer was not there, I got to her apartment. When she answered the door I asked if it was safe. She told me not to worry and when I walked in the apartment it looked a little different. There was a corner cabinet that was gone. The pictures of the two of them were gone.

Some small things were gone. I looked at her. "I kicked her the hell out." I was stunned. "I was getting sick of her bad mouthing you; using her friends to keep tabs on you (I was right about Lynn's fishing trip). I don't know why I stayed with her. She is a vindictive bitch and I told her to get out.

She actually packed up, told me she was planning on moving in with Lynn anyhow. It was one of those I'm not fired, I quit thing. Her shit is gone, the locks are changed."

She stopped and started crying, "I wanted to do this for a long time. I just have a problem being alone. I have wanted you but are timing sucked. Either I was involved or you were involved. "

I began crying to. "Baby, you just broke up so let's not get ahead of ourselves". I ran my fingers through her hair "If we are going to be more than friends then I want to take it slow." I kissed her. "You are a special person so I don't think we should sleep together yet. We rushed the first time, I don't want to do that again."

"Do you realize how great you are?" she said. I blushed. "Will you at least stay the night? We can just cuddle. No sex. I just don't like feeling alone".

We just cuddled and talked that night We began dating and on the third date we made the most passionate love I have ever had.

The rest...well the rest we'll just have to wait and see.

End

mirandalezz@gmail.com

Next: Chapter 3


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