My braless first lesbian adventure

About two months ago i attended ago this "power of women " gathering/experimental workshop/event in this small hotel . Me and my assistant/driver Molly arrived there. Molly parked the car. I was wearing this Molly took the cover photo of me from the stairs in the hotel because she is too short. We walked in the hotel lobby . The women were mingling.

This small woman that looked to be in her mid forties walked up to me. She was very short and skinny a and had thick slightly graying black hair that also covered her forearms.

"Hello there!" . Her eyes went up and down me , "Wow, you are a sight to behold - a striking combination of extravagance and confidence.

Clad in this shimmering gold satin open cleavage blouse blouse at the top, emphasizing your bosom, you are walking through this hotel lobby with an air of superiority.

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She watched my big tits wobble a bit as her small hand shook my hand. "Well it's wonderful to meet you! I'm the organizer of this workshop, Marge. Come, let me explain to you." And she guided me the dining room with her right hand above my ass. My assistant Molly followed us

Marge explained to me that this was a women's gathering/event . I answered a few of her questions, why i applied for the event and what not. Marge offered me to be a co facilitator . I accepted.

"...I've been told I'm a fast learner eager to take on new responsibilities." I said.

"Perfect!" Marge clapped her hands together, and with arms wide she said, "Welcome , we're huggers here!"

Not wanting to offend her i hugged her. Laughing happily small Marge lightly swung me back and forth against her, her face getting a good rub from my tits, and then hugged tightly rubbing my back.

With her hand back on my lower back Marge guided me through the hotel small bar into the hotel lobby explaining me stuff. Over the next 10 minutes or so Marge gave me a tour explaining me about the experimental event. . Marge took every opportunity to touch my back, shoulders, waist, and arms. Then Marge dropped her phone. She asked me to pick up her phone for her because of her bad back.

As she said it Marge walked up behind me, got a good grip on my forearms while crouching, pressing her crotch into my ass. I was so focused on impressing Marge that i didn't notice it or the fact that my nipples were out of my blouse. Feeling the cold air on my nipples i finally noticed.

"OH!!" I squealed and jumped a little.

"Whoops!" Marge said, she let go of my arms. "Allow me," one hand was in my blouse squeezing my naked tit, rolling it while my blouse was pulled in front of it with her other hand. . "No worries, nothing I haven't seen before," Marge laughed warmly, she reached for my other exposed titty. She was 'politely putting them back into place. My assistant Molly was watching with a weirded look on her face.

All of a sudden we heard a door open. The women were walking into the dining room.

"Well," Marge panted, "looks like you're... getting the hang of it! Good job so far!" Giving me a friendly pat on my ass, "Atta girl!" Then she started mingling with the women

I was so relieved to get positive feedback! I was embarrassed over my exposure and surprised Marge helped me put them away, but Marge seemed to be so understanding. I did wonder for a brief moment if she just wanted to touch me, but quickly doubted it because she was so nice and if she liked them she would have left them out. These two women walked to me.

"You must be the co facilitator," said the shorter of the two with a shaved head, after looking me up and down, "whatsup? I'm Ann!" She came towards me arms wide.

I suddenly remembered, 'Welcome to the family, we're huggers here!' And wanting to be part of the this gathering i smiled and went in for the hug, "I'm Lorna."

One of Ann's arms went so far around my's back that her fingers including her thumb were full of the side of my breast, almost up to my nipple. "Lorna, that's a powerful name! You are huge. You are so overdressed and shiny. You are such a massive woman.This fancy clothes are so tight on you because of your body type. You are such a massive woman" Her fingers pressed, trying to squeeze and then stroked up and down as if she were casually rubbing someone's back in a hug so i assumed it must be a mistake and didn't want to embarrass Ann by pointing it out. The hug lasted a little longer than normal but not as long as Marge's first hug. Once we separated Ann asked me how i became a co facilitator while looking straight up my breasts smiling.

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