She feels the car shake from side to side. The familiar feeling of her patrol car rocking on its suspension from the changing air pressure of a vehicle moving at a high rate of speed. When she looks up all she sees is the rear end of a black sedan moving down the road very fast. The speed gun’s alarm is beeping and she glances over to look at it to see the radar’s display flashing the number 85 at her. Sighing, she reaches up to turn the alarm off. Although it may have looked like that she was staring at her monitor screen watching for drivers she had actually been sitting there daydreaming again. This time it was about the next driver she would possibly pull over that day because she had a strong feeling that she was going to hand out one more citation before her shift would end.
As usual he would be speeding down the interstate in his high performance car thinking that he was hot shit doing about 80 plus mph. How does she know it’s a he? Because the stretch of high she patrols is a straightaway and most men can’t resist putting the petal to the metal. She would pursue him, her lights and siren blaring and when he finally sees her car he pulls off the road. She would get out her clipboard and her secret weapon her tube of red lipstick. She would glide her lipstick across her lips and then get out of her car to approach the stopped vehicle. When she gets up to the car and looks inside the first thing she sees is the driver’s lap. She bends over to talk to the driver making sure he can see her red lips, a bit of cleavage and the curve of her ass. This time the driver is a handsome young Hispanic man with short dark hair and a mustache that sat below his thin nose and dark piercing eyes. She could see that he is very muscular through his tight jeans and sleeveless shirt. As she writes up the ticket she can see him getting a hard on through his jeans. She especially liked it when the drivers wore jeans because their erections were so obvious. She licks her red lips at the sight of this and then to tease him even further she sticks the end of her pen in her mouth and sucks on it as she looks over the ticket. When she is done she hands him it to him. But as he takes it he looks at her with a sheepish grin on his face and drops the ticket outside the car door. She watches as it floats to the ground beside his car and as she bends over to pick it up he brazenly smacks her on the ass. She reacts immediately, standing up straight again and telling the driver to get out of his car. As he exits, she grabs him by the arm and twists him around, shoving the front of his body up against his vehicle. She pats his upper body down and then moves her hand to pat down the lower part of his body starting at his ankles and working her way up to his very muscular thighs and buttocks. When she reaches around to his crotch she can feel his hard on bulging in his pants.
She pulls him around to the other side of her patrol car and continues her pat down running her hand along the inside of one leg and then back up the other leg back to stop at his groin. She hears him moan and she starts strokes him hard through his pants. As he grinds his pelvis against her hand she lets go of his arm and brings her hand around to the front of his pants and starts to undo them. She pulls them down and then spins his body around so that he is facing her. She takes her gun belt off and lays it on the hood of her car. She then takes her hand and spitting into it first puts it on his cock and starts to stroke him again. As they stand there she takes her free hand and unbuttons her pants. The driver helps her push her pants down over her ass and then he puts his hand in front of her crotch. She spreads her legs and feels his hand slip between her thighs, his fingers grope her through her slippery wetness as he tries to find her clit and the opening of her cunt. He locates her clit first and rubs her for a few pleasurable moments flicking and pinching her. He starts to move his fingers around and then when he locates her wet opening he slips his fingers into her. She gasps and moves her body against his fingers as he slowly moves his fingers in and out of her pussy. He takes his left hand and opens the top of her uniform shirt popping off the first two buttons in the process exposing the top of her bosom to him. He moves his hand inside and squeezes her breast through her bra. Her body rocks against his hand that is nicely burrowed into her crotch and she moans as she starts to feel the heat in her body build up. She tries to concentrate on stroking his cock but he is doing such a good job of working her over she let’s go of him and grabs onto his shoulders as her body rides his hand as it plunges in and out of her. As she starts to feel her body shudder she grabs him by the head and mashes her mouth onto his and pushes her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues clash and slip around the other and as her orgasm begins to overtake her she pulls his tongue into her mouth and sucks on it as her body rapidly undulates on his hand as her orgasm moves through her body. When her rocking subsides, he releases her and brings his fingers to his mouth, tasting her as he licks his fingers. Seeing that his mouth is covered with her red lipstick she takes her hand and wipes his face then pushes him back against the patrol car. She pulls up her pants and then squats down in front of him so that she can finish what she started. She spit in her hand again and placing it on his cock starts to stoke his skin. When she gets him rock hard again she moves her face closer to the head of his cock so that she can slip it in her mouth but as she starts to do it she hears an alarm going off. She tries to ignore it so that she can return to what she is doing but then she realizes the sound is not going away, as she slowly recognizes that it is the alarm of the speed gun mounted on her dashboard.
She pulls herself from her daydream sits up in the seat to start her vehicle and then reaches over to the light bar and siren control panel to flips it on. Watching for oncoming traffic she drives along the side of the highway to get up to driving speed, but with her red and white light bar flashing the traffic slows down and yields to her as gets onto the asphalt of the interstate. She taps the control key on her car’s computer keyboard which brings up the license plate capture system that her vehicle was equipped with. She clicks the tab that indicates the last date stamp when the radar alarm went off. The screen shows her the information and most importantly it showed the offending vehicle in a series of high speed digital pictures that were taken as the car drove past hers. It didn’t take her very long to catch up to the speeding black car. With her patrol car’s lights flashing and siren blaring she pulls up behind the car glances over at the radar display which was now flashing 70, but she had the car on camera doing 85 and that was all she needed to pull it over. It was typical for most people to slow down when they saw her lights which it looked like this driver was doing she just hoped that this stop would be routine. But when the car did not pull over as quickly as it should have done she was starting to become concerned.
She pursues him for several more miles and just as she is just about to call for back up, she sees that he is decreasing his speed and heading for an off ramp. The vehicle stops at the stop sign, turns onto the roadway and then proceeds to pull into the gas station parking lot that was next to the exit ramp. She doesn’t mind that the driver is pulling off this time but she preferred that they pull over immediately. The car finally comes to a stop and she comes to a stop right behind him. But as she begins to call dispatch about her stop, she sees him open his door and start to exit his car, swinging a gray panted leg out of the vehicle. She pulls out her mic and flips it on.
“Please stay in your vehicle,” she tells the driver in a calm clear voice which booms out over the speaker mounted on her car. As she watches for the occupant to put his leg back in the vehicle, the other leg came out. “Please stay in your vehicle,” she says over the mic again in a much more commanding tone. She stays in her vehicle not knowing if the driver is going to rush her and it was better for to stay in the confines of her patrol car if he decides to do that. She watches the driver stand up out of the car and stretch his body. He is tall and looks like he has some muscles on him which she could see by the way his clothes conform to his body as he stretches. She quickly assesses him and decides to tell him one more time to get back in the vehicle and then she would call dispatch for back up. “Sir, get back in your vehicle and close the door, this is your last warning.” He turns around and faces her patrol car with a look of shock on his face. She watches as he brings his hand up, points it at himself with a look of confusion and mouths the word, “Me?”
“Yes, you!" Now please follow my directions. Slowly get back in your vehicle, shut the door and place you hands outside the window.” A look of concern came over his face as he starts to raise his hands, which is the usual reaction from people when they realize that they were dealing with law enforcement. She saw him remove something from the right side of his head, slowly squat back down into his vehicle, swing both legs back into his car, closes the door and places his hands out the window driver side window as she had commanded.
She picks up her clip board with her citation book, pen and her special accessory that none of the other deputies carried; her tube of red lipstick. As she always did, she pulls it out, takes off the cap and twists the slender red cylinder up out of its protective sheath. She raises it up to her lips and glides it across her top lip then her bottom lip, pulls her lips inward to smooth out the creamy red color and then replaces the cap. She knows that this is not the usual patrol officer protocol but she had learned that when she was wearing her red lipstick people tended to treat her differently. It was almost like the lipstick exerted some type of mind control when people saw that she was wearing it, especially with men.
She had come to this revelation about the lipstick purely on accident several years ago. She had been sitting at the local watering hole with some coworkers after their shift talking about work when she had seen this women walk into the bar. She was smoking hot by anyone’s standard, as she had long brunette hair and great body. But what she had noticed when the women had walked towards her was how red her lips were. She started to watch the woman as she walked up to the bar and sat down on the stool and began talking to the bartender. As she watched them exchange words she noticed how the bartenders face had lit up and how his eyes were having trouble looking the woman in her eyes. She initially thought that he was looking at the top of her exposed bosom but that he was actually watching her lips as she spoke to him and then she saw how quickly he moved to get her a drink. She continued to watch the woman as the man sitting next to her at the bar started to talk to her and he too wasn’t looking at her breasts but her lips. As they talked he would look at her mouth and sometimes at her breasts but then they would come back to her mouth. She then realized that she too was mesmerized by the woman’s red glossy lips. She continued to watch the woman at the bar, how the bartender smiled at her as he brought her mug of beer up the bars edge, white foam floating on top and then overflowing the side as he set it on the bar top. The man that was sitting next to her watched her as her lips came up to the side of the cold beer mug and as she took a sip he placed money on the bar to pay for her drink. She drank the whole mug in a few minutes while the bartender and patron continued to watch her. When she had finished, she sat the mug on the bar top leaving just beer foam in the bottom and a red lipstick print along the rim of the beer mug. As she slammed the mug on the bar the woman smiled at both men, got up and walked towards the back of the bar apparently heading to the ladies room. As the woman walked past the table she was sitting at, the woman smiled down at her, with her red lips still glistened from the beer and she smiled back. But something happened to her during the brief exchange of smiles with the other woman, something that she hadn’t quite expected. Although she had never been attracted to women, when the woman smiled at her it had made her crotch stir.
Shocked by her reaction, she excused herself from the table telling everyone that she was going home. They said their goodbyes and she quickly headed towards the door. When she got to her car the image of the other women came to her again bringing back the feeling of arousal that she had felt before but it was making her feel more uncomfortable then aroused. She sat there unsure of what was going on with her body. Even though she had just broken up with her boyfriend of two years she didn’t think that she was becoming a lesbian but she couldn’t understand why she was feeling this way all of a sudden. She replayed what she had witnessed in the bar analyzing what she had seen. But then she realized what was going on. Her body was reacting to the red lipstick and the reactions that she saw it have on the other men and not the women who was wearing it. And when she thought about it further, even though the woman was quite attractive if she had asked the bartender what color the woman’s eyes were he probably couldn’t tell her or even what kind of clothes the woman was wearing, just the color of her lipstick. And knowing how most guys thought, she would bet that every guy in the bar that was looking at that woman was thinking about how her red lips would look sucking on his cock. She had hung out with enough guys and had over heard enough locker room conversations to know what men were like.
As she drove home she found herself stopping at the local drug store. When she walked into the store she headed towards the make-up aisle looking at the different brands of make-up products. She had never really been a person to wear make-up on a daily basis just for special occasions. Usually it was very subdued and she never wore any lipstick that was darker than a coral but there she was picking out different shades of red lipstick. As she walked up and down the aisle she managed to pick out about several different shades and some other make-up products and supplies. When she got home she applied her make-up as usual and then tried out the different colors of red that she had purchased. When she had the shade she thought would work with her complexion and shape of her lips, she would put her theory to work the next day.
When she got to the station the day, needless to say her coworkers noticed that she looked different. And she had even gotten a few compliments about how nice she looked. Some people told her that she looked different but that they couldn’t put their finger on what was different about her. A few of them had even asked her if she had done something with her hair but in the two years that she had worked at the Sheriff’s department no one had ever complimented her on her looks although she was wearing the same white uniform shirt and black slacks that all the other deputies were wearing. She was also surprised at how the compliments had made her feel. She had always felt that wearing make-up everyday was overrated but after the reaction she got that first day not only from her co-workers but also the people she had encountered throughout the day, she didn’t think that way any longer. And she really couldn’t believe that when men complimented her, it made her feel sexy, which had certainly been a new experience for her.
When she got in her patrol car she went about her usual duties for the day, patrolling and talking with the locals with a new found confidence. It wasn’t long before she did her first traffic stop, but before she got out of her car she put on her red lipstick. As she walked up to the car she saw that the driver was male and by the look of his reflection in the side mirror, she could tell that he was working himself up to be on the defensive like most drivers do when they think they are being stopped for no reason. She politely greeted the driver and asked him to provide his driver’s license, vehicle registration and proof of insurance. And like most drivers react when she asks for their documentation he was shifting in his seat in an agitated manner. She watched him to see that he was only getting the documents that she had asked for, which he had done. But when he finally looked up at her as he was handing her his documentation she could see a change come over his face, like he was surprised to see her. She continued to question him about why she had stopped him and asked him where he was going and as he responded she could see his body become less agitated and his voice took on a much calmer tone than when she had first approached his car. By the time she was done writing the citation out for him he was saying “Yes Ma’am” when she would speak to him. And then when she had gotten back to her car and she turned around to get back in the driver’s seat she had caught him looking back at her in his rear view mirror. Most of the time when she looked back at the vehicle she had just stopped, the driver’s were shaking their heads and throwing their citations out the window or tossing it around in their car.
So from that day on every time she made a stop she would pull out her red lipstick and put in on. It didn’t matter if the man was black, white, Hispanic, Asian, old, young, a doctor, a lawyer, day laborer, or a man of the cloth, they all would watch her mouth. And although she certainly wasn’t a stunning beauty, she was always amazed at the response she would get from the men she encountered. It did help that her body had some nice curves but that was due more to her African-American genes than anything else, which is what she also had to thank for her full lips as well. Then a few weeks of her lipstick success, she had overheard one of the other male deputies call her Big Red. Of course she had to assume it was because of her large red lips, which had certainly become a part of her everyday look. But she had often wondered at the time how many of them had fantasized about her big red lips sliding up and down their cocks. And over time as the nickname spread around work she was eventually referred to as Red which she actually had gotten a kick out of knowing where the name had come from.
So like every other stop she makes sure she applies her lipstick before she gets out of her car. When she finishes applying the creamy red color to her lips she lays the tube on the console and exits her vehicle. When she gets out and looks around to assess her surroundings she sees that everyone at the gas station is looking in her direction. She gives a passing wave to everyone to reassure them that everything is under control. She knows the attendants inside and if anything were to happen they would be on the phone in a hot second calling for back up even if she couldn’t. She sees them nod back at her and then she turns to walk towards the black sedan with the driver’s arms dangling out the car window. When she finally gets to the driver’s side door she speaks to the driver. “Do you have any weapons in the vehicle?”
“No I don’t,” the driver exclaims immediately, “is there a problem officer?” he asks cautiously.
“Sir, I clocked you doing 85 mph going down the interstate, are you aware that the speed limit along that stretch is 60 mph?” she asks him with the voice of authority that she normally uses when she has pulled a driver over.
“Oh, was I? Are you sure?” he says back at her with a doubtful tone in his voice.
“Oh, yes sir I’m very sure that you were. I have you on my dash camera,” she tells him pointing back towards her patrol car, “See the blinking red light, it’s recording us right now.” She watches him turn back to look to see if what she saying was true. She gets a kick when she sees his face become grim as he turns back towards the front of his vehicle. Now she can’t help but smile as he slumps in his when he realizes that he is not going to be able to get out of receiving a speeding ticket. “May I have you driver’s license, vehicle registration and proof of insurance please?” she asks still using her authoritative voice. He pulls his hands in the vehicle and shifts his body in the car’s leather seat to get his wallet which was apparently in his jacket lying in the back seat. She could see the curve of his ass through his slacks as he reached behind the passenger seat. She usually didn’t get to see a driver’s ass like that because most men carried their wallet in their back pocket. But after seeing his muscular body when he got out of his car earlier she found herself checking his body out. She continues to watch him as he now leans over to the glove box to look for the rest of his documents she had requested of him. He was wearing a white button up cotton shirt with the cuff of the sleeves folded up and she could see the muscular definition of his arms as he stretched. Her eyes followed the contours of his legs inevitably leading them to his crotch causing her to wonder if he was as well defined there as the rest of him was. His voice snaps her back and she is glad that she is wearing dark sunglasses in case he had seen her checking him out.
“Wow, I didn’t realize I was going that fast,” he says to her as he hands her his documents.
“Well then I suggest that you don’t talk on your cell phone while you are driving. Which is why I suppose is the reason why you didn’t pull over when I came up behind you flashing you down to stop?” She can see that he is getting agitated as he shifts around in his seat a little more and then he looks up at her for the first time since she walked up to his car. When he looks up at her she can see that he has light colored eyes and that he is flashing a big grin at her, as if he were a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Red removed her sunglasses so that she could see what color his eyes were as the dark tinted lens distorted their true color. When her eyes met his she sees that they are hazel with hints of gold and green and that there is a dark blue band around the edge of his irises. She sighs and flashes him a red glossy smile as she reaches out her hand to take the items she had requested. As she takes the documents from his large manicured hands their fingers touch and she sees him shift in his seat again. She lays the items on her clip board and looks through them finding the vehicle registration, insurance card, his driver's license and his business card with his name in big red foil letters, A. Wolfe, Attorney at Law. She smiles and laughs to herself when she sees his name, thinking that he certainly had the right last name for an attorney. She reaches up and activates her radio to call his name and driver’s license number into dispatch.
As she starts to write out his ticket she glances up and sees him checking her out. This was the typical reaction that she got from men as she would stand in front of them writing their ticket. She could have walked back to her car to punch his information into her computer but she always got a kick out of standing there watching the male drivers fidget in their seats. But sometimes she would play it up a bit depending on her mood. And since he had the balls to hand his business card to her she was going to make him squirm. As she copies down his information she slowly lick her lips and when she has to talk on her radio she would enunciate her words knowing that he would be watching her lips as she spoke. When she was done writing out the ticket she bit the corner of her lip causing her mouth to fall slightly open as she reads over the ticket to make sure she has all his information. She ends her mouth play by sticking the end of her pen in her mouth, clamping her teeth down on the cap and letting it dangle from her mouth. And just like the other men she would tease this way, when she hands him the clip board he is sitting there unaware that his mouth open and that he is sporting a hard on which is very visible to her as she looks down into the vehicle.
“Please sign your name at the bottom. If you would like to contest this citation the hearing date and time is located at the bottom or if you would just like to pay the fine the information on how to do that is on the back of the ticket. Do you understand?” He nods and then turns to look down at the clip board taking the pen from her, signs his name and hands the clipboard back to her. “Do you have any questions about your citation Mr. Wolfe?” looking him straight in the eyes. She sees little gold flecks in his eyes flash at her now most likely because his blood pressure was rising causing his pupils to dilate which in turn changes the size of his irises.
“Uh, un,” he replies shaking his head from side to side. She bends down towards the window of his car as she hands him back his documents and lets him get a peek at the top of her cleavage. She also gets a better look at his face. He is attractive with a clean shaven boyish face with a thin nose and very nice lips. He has short black wavy hair mixed with gray and white hairs giving him a much older appearance although his license indicated that he was 31 years old.
“Well here is your documentation back and your citation. And please, I recommend that in the future that you pull over when you need to talk on your cell phone. I know your ear piece makes it easier but obviously you can be easily distracted by talking on your phone while you are driving.” He smiles back up at her nodding his head to acknowledge what she was telling him. As she hands him is papers she gives him another lustrous red smile as he take the documents from her which had includes his business card. She notices that as he takes them he immediately lays them in his lap, most likely because he has become aware that he has a hard on which is bulging against the zipper of his pants. She continues to smile at him and then speaks again, “Ok, then Mr. Wolfe you are free to go now and please have a nice day.” She then turns and walks back to her patrol car as he shouts out his window, “You too, and thank you!” She always got a kick out of that when they thanked her when she was done with them. She raises her hand up waving her clipboard in the air acknowledging him. When she reaches her car she opens the door, turns to step into the car and takes the opportunity to see if he does what most of the other drivers do following their encounter, adjust his rear view mirror to see watch her ass move in her uniform pants. And this time was no different as she sees his hand quickly move away from the mirror.
Red gets into her car and laughs to herself thinking that as her last traffic stop for the day he was very good looking. She was definitely going to have fun fantasizing about him, although she certainly wouldn’t have minded getting to know him personally. As she sits in her car finishing her log she can’t help but smile as she thinks about what had just happened. She was beginning to wonder who was getting off more on her lipstick tease, her or the men she was using it on. On some days, if she had the time, she would rewind the video to watch the male driver’s reactions which in some cases she had a really good laugh. And she would especially get a special little thrill if the car was full of young guys and they would all turn around to watch her shake her ass as walked away. She picks up her lipstick that was sitting on the console and places it back in the clipboard. She starts her car again and pulls up next to Mr. Wolfe’s car and as she looks over she sees that his lips are moving and that he is shaking his head, apparently back on his cell phone again. Well at least she knows that he will be parked there for a while in light of his recently acquired citation.
Back at the station she finishes her daily report, turns in her log and then heads to the shower. She had told her grandmother that she would be stopping by later that night to make her dinner. She knew that Gran, which was what she called her, had not been feeling well lately and so she wanted to check on her as well. After her mother died when she was 14, she has had to go live with her grandmother. Although the first year she lived with her had been rough for the both of them they eventually came to an understanding and after that things were livable. It wasn’t until after Red had gone to college and then attended the Sheriff’s Academy that they had become closer.
When she finally gets to the locker room and changes out of her uniform she is ready for the work day to be over. She notices that the locker room is quite and that none of the other female deputies were around so she is glad that she will be able to shower in peace and quiet. Red had never been much of a social butterfly so she tended to be content staying at home reading, playing on computer and watching TV while she did her weekly chores around her house. She didn’t have a boyfriend, kids or even a really good girlfriend to hang out with which she was content with. But she found that she could get very lonely sometimes especially when she wanted to feel the touch of someone else. She did have a boyfriend a couple of years ago but it had ended badly and after that she didn’t want to be bothered with the messiness of having a relationship. And at this point the only thing she really did miss was the sex. Unfortunately they had broken up before she had put her lipstick theory to work so on the days when she had gotten herself a little worked up, the only thing she could do was go home and satisfy her sexual urges. And after today’s stop she had a feeling that her evening was going to end that way again.
She heads into the shower to wash the road off of her body. She turns on the water and stands there letting the hot water run over her body. As she closes her eyes her head starts to fill with images of A. Wolfe. She recalls how he had looked as stood by his car in gray pants and white shirt stretching his body. And then when she had bent over to talk to him towards the end of their encounter she could smell the woody aroma his cologne with a hint of patchouli and musk as it wafted out of his car window. Red’s hand started to slowly move over her body as she thinks about him more. He was white but his race didn’t matter to her, she liked good looking men of any race. She had wanted to touch his smooth cheek as she had always liked the feel of a man’s clean shaven face and she had especially liked his dark hair that was lightly intermixed with silver and white hairs. She picks up her shampoo from the shower shelf and as she starts to wash her hair as she thinks about how his hair style was long enough on the top and sides to run her fingers through and wondering how soft it must feel. She was surprised that he had decided not to dye his hair as the guys that she worked with were off to the drug store to get hair dye for men as soon as they found one gray hair. But more than likely he probably had kept his hair that way so that his clients would take him seriously. I’m sure if he dyed his hair he would look like he was 21 instead of 31 and who probably wouldn’t have any confidence in his ability to practice law if he looked that young. But that didn’t matter she just though it made him look very sexy to her. She continues to wash body thinking about is intense eyes and the sly grin that had come across his face when he realized he wasn’t getting out of his ticket. She could feel a slight twinge in her pussy as she thought about how she had watched him gradually get an erection as she wrote out the citation and then his attempt to cover up the bulge in his pants. Her hand moves to her the top of her pubic bone and slides her soapy fingers between her legs teasing her pussy, but she stops not wanting to waste her fantasy standing in the shower at work. She will have plenty of time to fully reflect on her encounter this afternoon when she gets home.
She had called it her time for reflection when she went home to masturbate about one or some of them men that she had recently pulled over. On the days when she was really turned on by a man during one of her stops she would set the mood for herself when she got home by turning off the lights, stripping down naked and climbing on to her bed with her basket of goodies. She would turn on the TV and flip through the Adult Channels to look for something to watch that would help get her body all warmed up for her fantasy lover for the evening. Although she didn’t consider herself to be a lesbian or bisexual, she found that she liked to watch the girl on girl movies. Any time she had watched the guy-girl movies, it seemed to diminish how she saw her fantasy lover and she didn’t get the orgasm that she liked. She wasn’t watching them so much to get off on two women having sex with each other but for what they would do to each other’s pussies is what she liked most about watching these types of videos. After all what woman doesn’t like get her pussy pleased. In the guy-girl movies they hardly ever showed the guy going down on the girl and if they did it was only for like a minute and then it would show her either giving the guy a marathon blow job or he would he would move on and start fucking the woman for what seemed like ages until they got the cum shot at the end of the scene. When she had first started using the videos she would have to stop pleasuring herself to fast forward past the parts she didn’t really like ruining the tempo she was in. And seeing that there wasn’t a man in her life for the time being she didn’t really like to watch those scenes anyways. The old adage that only another woman knows what another woman wants is true to a certain extent, but for Red watching what other women did to each other was about as far as she was willing to go.
So after she has purchased her movie she would turn out the light and watch the screen with her basket of goodies beside her which contained lubricant, a dildo, a small vibrator that was shaped like a little silver egg, condoms, a butt plug and of course her a tube of red lipstick. Red usually fast forward through the talking parts as she had found that it was meaningless anyways. She had purchased the video for one specific reason and it wasn’t to sit through the whole plotline of the video. When it looked like the action was about to take place she would return the video to play mode, making sure she was comfortable on the bed usually put several pillows behind her so that she could watch the TV and play with her pussy and breasts without straining her neck and back. She would start out squeezing her ample breasts and pinching on her nipples as the women in the video began to explore each other’s bodies. Her breasts were large enough that she could actually lick and suck on her own nipples, which was a nice enhancement to her self-pleasuring sessions. As the women went about their caressing and fondling each other she would slide her hand down to her crotch and slip her fingers between the outer lips of her pussy which were already warm and wet by the time she would get to this point. She loved the sensation of her fingers as they brushed against the outer lips of her labia, running her fingers over them lightly a few times. As she lay their watching the women lick and suck on each other she would slip her fingers between the folds of skin and let them play in the wetness that was starting to saturate her pussy. She would find het clit and softly start to play with it. She would trace circles around it or light squeeze it sending a little jolt through her body. After a while she would see a sex toy or two would come into play for the women to use on her partner or for the both of them to use and she would get one of her toys from her basket. Sometimes she would get out her little silver egg and rub it against her clitoris and then insert it inside herself so that it would vibrate the inside of her pussy while she rubbed and pinched at her clit for a while as she watched the women on the screen. After a few minutes the women would be really going at either fucking each other with a double ended dildo or one of them would have a strap on dildo. And depending on how many women were in the mix one of them would be licking the hell out of one of the other woman’s pussy. This was the scene that really turned Red on the most, when someone’s mouth was locked down on a pussy. Regardless if it were a man or a woman doing it she liked to watch this because it was the one sex act that she loved to have done to her, having a tongue lick and suck on her pussy. Which is why she watched the girl on girl videos, it was where she was sure to see it happen. This usually got her juices really flowing and she would pull out the little egg and set it so that it was vibrating against her clit. Some sessions she would pull out the dildo and fuck her pussy with it while she rubbed herself with her fingers or her egg. As she would writhe on the bed one of her hands would return to her breasts to squeeze and pull on her nipples. Sometimes she would shove a nipple in her mouth and bite and nibble on one and then the other stimulating her even more as her pelvis would gyrate on the bed and the tension in her body would build up for her orgasm. When it finally hit her she would cry out often at the same time as one of the women in the video, her moans getting lost in the video’s soundtrack of other women crying out as they were getting off. Sometimes she would see how many more orgasms she could have before the video would end so she would keep working her hand and her vibrators on her very happy pussy.