tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43767889620399896072024-03-13T18:37:41.133-07:00LNews EroticaBecause we all like to read something naughty sometimes.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-77281759542330388552009-03-08T17:19:00.000-07:002009-03-08T17:45:13.866-07:00A Moment in Time<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNI4dNqpOjYAYWRwsnUBMHWxACfpSmM_td_1r1UuIqHuear8XiUyNIK1bhwr991th6QsXPIB9KLUuDlensGGqwaadXdjpBenWS1rkiMP6QpQwxnnKHiPCzH7yUtu64Gc_mjOyuUi1mKBVg/s1600-h/female+navy+pilot.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNI4dNqpOjYAYWRwsnUBMHWxACfpSmM_td_1r1UuIqHuear8XiUyNIK1bhwr991th6QsXPIB9KLUuDlensGGqwaadXdjpBenWS1rkiMP6QpQwxnnKHiPCzH7yUtu64Gc_mjOyuUi1mKBVg/s400/female+navy+pilot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310982454623019426" /></a><br />By Ann Douglas<br /><br />"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Captain speaking," <br />said the strong male voice over the cabin intercom. <br />"We're about to start our approach into Los Angeles <br />International and should have you on the ground in <br />about twenty minutes."<br /><br />"On the ground in 20 minutes," Kelly thought as she <br />stared out the tiny window at the countryside rushing <br />by below, ignoring the Captain's comments on the <br />weather and such. "And then a three hour layover until <br />I catch the 6:30 to San Diego."<br /><br />The 39 year old redhead sighed as she thought of the <br />long wait in an airport lounge with absolutely nothing <br />better to do but watch people come and go. Of course <br />she could go over her presentation one more time, but <br />she really figured that an even dozen times in the last <br />two days had been enough.<br /><br />"Forget about inflight movies," She said to herself as <br />her seatbelt closed with a snap. "They should have a <br />theater or two in the airport so that people could kill <br />a few hours."<br /><br />Originally, the layover in Los Angeles was going to be <br />the best part of her trip. Her Internet lover, <br />Michelle, lived up near Oakland. When she had first <br />learned she was going out to the West Coast to <br />personally present the new marketing campaign she had <br />helped develop, Kelly had seized at the opportunity to <br />fulfill a person desire on her stop over here. San <br />Francisco or Oakland would've been better, but the <br />tickets had been bought for L.A. before she had even <br />been given the assignment.<br /><br />According to her original plan, Kelly was going to have <br />a full day here and Michelle was going to make the <br />drive down from Oakland. The two woman had never <br />actually met, but had been exchanging emails and gifts <br />for a few months now.<br /><br />Kelly was an up and coming advertising executive for a <br />New York firm. On the fast track for a Vice President's <br />slot, this trip was going to be a feather in her cap. <br />5'3" with short dark red hair, the first thing most men <br />took in upon meeting her was her 38 inch bust. It <br />usually put them off guard and Kelly was just <br />aggressive enough to take advantage of their <br />distraction. By the time they learned there was a lot <br />more to her than just a big set of boobs, she had <br />usually passed them on the ladder to the VP's chair.<br /><br />Michelle on the other hand was 32 and a career military <br />woman. A Lieutenant Commander in the U.S. Navy, she was <br />as aggressive in her own field as Kelly was in hers. <br />She had bucked the boy's club mentality and flew multi-<br />million dollar jets for a living. Currently she was <br />stationed at the Alameda Naval Air Station up near <br />Oakland.<br /><br />Both women were married, both were mothers with small <br />children. And both had discovered in the last few <br />years, an interested in other women.<br /><br />They had met one night on the Internet when Kelly <br />responded to a note Michelle had posted on a bi <br />newsgroup. The fact that they lived on opposite sides <br />of the country just gave them the freedom to be totally <br />honest with each other in their almost daily <br />correspondence. The friendship had developed quickly.<br /><br />Within an hour of learning that she was going to make <br />the presentation herself instead of Bill Sullivan, her <br />immediate superior, Kelly had fired off an email to <br />Michelle. They quickly worked out a plan were as <br />Michelle would take a 48 hour leave and meet her in Los <br />Angeles. Then they would have a full night and day <br />together.<br /><br />Then a lousy twist of fate intervened in the form of <br />one Janice Zimmerman. Janice was the pencil pushing <br />travel budget coordinator at Kelly's firm. Known as <br />"old nickels and dimes", she took great delight in <br />trying to find new ways to save even a few dollars, no <br />matter what the inconvenience to the traveler.<br /><br />The pleasure she got from her discoveries, and the <br />chaos they caused the unfortunate traveler seemed to be <br />almost sexual in nature at times. At least that had <br />always been Kelly's impression. It was probably the <br />nosy old biddy's only such enjoyment.<br /><br />So it was that Janice took great delight in changing <br />Kelly's travel plans so that she had to fly to San <br />Diego tonight instead of tomorrow. In doing so, the <br />company would save fifty dollars on air fare and a <br />whole nights hotel accommodations. Their clients had no <br />problem moving up the meeting a day and Janice had <br />further booked Kelly on a flight home tomorrow that <br />would mean she would have to go right from the <br />presentation to the airport. This would save another <br />night of hotel expenses. The fact that Kelly would be <br />totally exhausted by the end of this two day marathon <br />didn't really factor into the equation.<br /><br />Kelly could still see the excited gleam in Janice's <br />eyes as she devastated her plans. It was almost taken <br />as an article of faith in the office that Kelly had a <br />hand in the scandal that resulted in the sudden firing <br />of Bill Sullivan a few days before. In truth, she had <br />nothing to do with the anonymous phone call that had <br />led the night security guard to Bill's office late <br />Friday. Of course, she wasn't sorry that he had been <br />caught screwing one of the college interns on the <br />couch. No, she hadn't made the call, but had she known <br />about the tryst, she wouldn't have hesitated to have <br />made it.<br /><br />As she felt the wheels bounce on the hard concrete of <br />the runway, Kelly against cursed the fact that her <br />chance to finally meet Michelle was slipping out of her <br />fingers. The Navy Officer had told her that even if she <br />broke every speed limit on the way down here, she <br />wouldn't arrive until just before Kelly had to leave. <br />As much as she wanted to finally meet her in person, <br />the Ad Exec wasn't selfish enough to ask her to drive <br />all the way down here just to wave good-bye.<br /><br />As people all around Kelly took to the aisles and began <br />to gather up their belongings, she just continued to <br />stare out the window. It wasn't like she had to hurry <br />to make her next connection. Then, with only a few <br />other people left onboard, she got up and removed her <br />carry-on bag from the overhead compartment.<br /><br />The flight attendant gave her a pretty smile as she <br />thanked her for flying Southwest Air. Kelly smiled back <br />at the young blonde, wondering if she'd like to help <br />her kill a few hours. A silly thought really. Even on <br />the remote chance that the tan suited woman was also <br />into girls, the ground crews were already loading food <br />and fuel onto the plane for their next flight. She <br />would be out of here and on her way long before the New <br />Yorker was.<br /><br />Savoring the idle thought of how the flight attendant <br />would've looked in a skimpy red bra and panties, Kelly <br />exited the cabin and walked down the long passageway <br />into the terminal.<br /><br />"Guess I'll get something to eat." Kelly said to <br />herself as she strolled down the walkway, ignoring the <br />many people around her. "Although I can't imagine the <br />food being any better here than on the plane."<br /><br />Lost in thought and oblivious to her surroundings, <br />Kelly didn't notice the short haired blonde woman she'd <br />just walked past.<br /><br />"Hi stranger," The blonde said with a smile. "Buy a <br />lady a drink?"<br /><br />Then the woman leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.<br /><br />Caught off guard, Kelly jumped back. The look of alarm <br />on her face quickly changed to astonishment as she <br />focused on the woman who had kissed her.<br /><br />"Michelle!" She exclaimed.<br /><br />***<br /><br />Standing 5'6" with blonde hair and baby blue eyes, <br />Michelle was wearing a sleeveless cotton blouse- and <br />matching shorts. The thin material of her shirt and the <br />tight fit of her shorts outlined the well-defined <br />muscles of her calves and arms. A well tanned body <br />showed that she was an outdoor person who loved to soak <br />up the desert sun.<br /><br />Smiling ear to ear, blushing just a little, the younger <br />woman held out a small bouquet of flowers to her <br />Internet friend.<br /><br />"These are for you, Kelly" She said quietly. "I can't <br />tell you how much your letters have meant to me over <br />the last three months. I looked forward to them every <br />day. Thanks for being my friend, you're really someone <br />special."<br /><br />Taking the roses in hand, Kelly finally found her <br />voice.<br /><br />"But how...? You said that it was impossible for you to <br />drive down in time." Kelly stammered, still a little <br />shocked by Michelle's sudden appearance.<br /><br />"Honey, I'm a Naval Aviator." She laughed in a deep <br />rich voice. "We don't drive.....we fly!"<br /><br />Michelle explained how she had hitched a ride on a <br />transport flight and had only arrived a half hour ago.<br /><br />"This is wonderful!" Kelly beamed. At least we'll be <br />able to have dinner together."<br /><br />A wicked smile appeared on Michelle's face. She stared <br />at the beauty of her cyberlover's face and quickly lost <br />herself in the richness of her deep brown eyes.<br /><br />"I had something a little better than dinner in mind." <br />The Navy Officer quipped.<br /><br />With that, the taller woman led Kelly down the corridor <br />and through a locked door that read "Security Only."<br /><br />"Were are we going?" Kelly asked curiously.<br /><br />"The Security Chief for the airport is a Reserve <br />Officer and a friend of mine." Michelle said as she <br />closed and locked the door behind them. "He had a small <br />office that he converted into an apartment some time <br />back. A place where he could rest up during emergency <br />situations. It's not the Hilton but it sure beats a cot <br />in the storage room."<br /><br />Michelle continued as they proceeded up a long flight <br />of stairs.<br /><br />"I called him yesterday and explained that I had a <br />rather special friend passing through here today and <br />I'd really like to be able to spend some private time <br />with them." She said as they reached the top of the <br />stairs and Michelle unlocked yet another door. "Since <br />you only had a few hours, heading out to one of the <br />local motels was out of the question. He immediately <br />offered me the use of his apartment."<br /><br />As she stepped into the rather spacious room, Kelly <br />wondered if Michelle had mentioned that her special <br />friend was another woman. Given the military's rather <br />silly obsession with same sex relationships, she <br />guessed she hadn't.<br /><br />"Here we are, home sweet home." Michelle pronounced <br />with a sweep of her arm. "At least for the next couple <br />of hours."<br /><br />Taking a good look around the room, Kelly couldn't help <br />but be impressed. The Hilton it might not of been, but <br />it sure as hell had the Holiday Inn beat by a mile.<br /><br />"We've got champagne, various appetizers and such." <br />Michelle said as she gently placed her hands on Kelly's <br />arms. "But first, something I've wanted to do for the <br />longest time."<br /><br />Pulling Kelly tight against her, Michelle kissed her <br />again. This time it was full on the lips. Kelly <br />responded quickly to the warm, soft pressure against <br />her lips, and the taste of Michelle's tangy red <br />lipstick. Opening her mouth as she felt the tickle of <br />Michelle's tongue against it, Kelly drew it inside her.<br /><br />"Mmmmm," Michelle purred as tongue found tongue.<br /><br />The reality of countless night's dreams brought a warm <br />feeling to both women. Kelly felt a soft touch against <br />her breast as Michelle slipped her fingers beneath the <br />folds of her blouse.<br /><br />"Let's get more comfortable." Michelle said as she <br />kissed her a second time.<br /><br />Slowly, the two women began undressing each other, <br />continuing to stroke and kiss as they did. Michelle <br />quickly lost her blouse and shorts, displaying an <br />perfect tan that continued even beneath her <br />undergarments. Nude sunbathing was a passion with her. <br />If you wanted to enjoy the kiss of the sun, why let a <br />few silly scraps of cloth get in the way.<br /><br />Kelly had been wearing a blue blazer with matching <br />blouse and skirt, very conservative and business like. <br />Michelle was more than eager to help her out of the <br />jacket, running her hand across the outline of her <br />breasts. The soft motion was enough to cause the <br />quarter size aureoles to shrink and harden, exciting <br />Michelle even more. She considered ripping it open in a <br />burst of passion, but the idea that any other clothing <br />Kelly might have had was locked away in her luggage <br />finally prevailed.<br /><br />Filled with excitement, Michelle quickly unbuttoned the <br />blouse and in one quick snap, unfastened the Victoria <br />Secret's black lace bra her favorite spot out in the <br />desert and taught her wonderful feeling you got from <br />frolicking au natural.<br /><br />"Let just me get the rest of this off you." Michelle <br />said in a commanding voice.<br /><br />The authority in her tone and her willing reaction to <br />it took Kelly by surprise. She wasn't used to taking <br />orders, especially from another woman. Her bisexual <br />experiences had been with women more or less her own <br />age. The first had been after a long endless night <br />working on a report when she had been guided into the <br />pleasures of girl-sex by her administrative assistant. <br />It had been an eye-opening experience. <br /><br />Yet in the end, she was somewhat relieved when Donna <br />had quit to take a job with another company. Kelly's <br />world might not have been as oppressive as Michelle's <br />regarding lesbianism, but it wasn't that open either. <br />She wouldn't loose her job over being exposed, but it <br />would certainly bar her from the vice president's <br />office. After Donna, all of her affairs had been far <br />from the office and usually with women who had as much <br />to loose as she did.<br /><br />What really surprised Kelly was that she was actually <br />enjoying a submissive role for a change. Usually she <br />had to exert her dominance in every aspect of her life, <br />but she could feel the energy in the woman undressing <br />her. It excited her and she wanted to just see where it <br />would take her.<br /><br />In no time at all, Michelle had undressed both Kelly <br />and herself. Kelly watched with approval as the Navy <br />Officer had carefully placed her traveling suit over <br />the back of a chair, careful not to wrinkle the <br />clothing. At least she was considerate enough to <br />realize that she could hardly show up in San Diego in <br />crumpled clothes. Deals had fallen through over less.<br /><br />Michelle couldn't keep her hands off Kelly's huge <br />breasts. Once, while she was pregnant, her own breasts <br />had been close to this size, but had shrunk back to <br />normal afterwards. Still, one does what they can with <br />what they have. She gently caressed Kelly's mounds with <br />her hands and swirling fingers, making imaginary <br />circles around the now swollen nipples. Her soft touch <br />excited Kelly greatly, her nipples had always been <br />extra sensitive. Michelle could hear her lover's <br />breathing began to quicken, causing the blonde's own <br />juices to collect between her legs.<br /><br />Her tongue replaced her hands and like a babe, she <br />pulled the large nipples deep into her hungry mouth. <br />Strong fingers kneaded the abundant flesh, playing an <br />erotic symphony on Kelly's body.<br /><br />Kelly reached out with her own slender fingers and <br />played with Michelle's breasts in turn. Truth be told, <br />she actually wished she had mounds like that, having <br />always believed that hers were oversized. She lifted up <br />each breast to her mouth and ran her tongue across the <br />stiff and tanned nipples and kissed each in turn. This <br />sent little shivers of pleasure across Michelle's <br />chest.<br /><br />In response, Michelle slid one hand down across Kelly's <br />thigh and between her legs, delighting in the deep <br />wetness she found there. Skillfully massaging the <br />stubby clit she found there, she began to steer Kelly <br />toward her first orgasm. A single finger became two, <br />then three. They slid in and out faster and faster, <br />adding fuel to the fire that raged deep inside.<br /><br />Kelly continued to work on Michelle's breasts, kissing, <br />teasing, and biting them over and over. The <br />conflagration that radiated from her own womanhood made <br />her more and more aggressive. She began to heave back <br />and forth as she felt her first small orgasm, the <br />wetness of which covered Michelle's fingers.<br /><br />With her free hand, Michelle jerked Kelly's head back <br />and kissed her forcefully, sucking the force of Kelly's <br />orgasm into her. Her tongue pressed firmly against <br />Kelly's. The kisses continued, becoming softer, longer <br />and much wetter. There were few things Michelle loved <br />more than sharing French-kisses with another woman, and <br />from the response, Kelly shared the passion.<br /><br />***<br /><br />Now it was Kelly's turn. She led Michelle back to the <br />large bed, the size of which made it obvious that <br />Michelle's friend used it for a lot more that a quick <br />nap. She spread her long muscular legs wide and <br />immediately dropped her head between them. Kelly had <br />been delighted to see that Michelle had indeed kept her <br />pussy as bare as a teenage girl's as she had mentioned <br />in her emails. She had never been with a woman who <br />shaved her hair, it was an immense turn-on.<br /><br />Michelle moaned as she felt the soft wetness of Kelly's <br />tongue as it slid up and into her love canal. Hitting <br />all the right spots, she began to drive the younger <br />woman up the ridges of her own climax. It wasn't long <br />before Michelle's heart was racing and the same <br />electrical surges that Kelly had felt a short time <br />before now ravaged her own body.<br /><br />Grabbing the back of Kelly's head with her powerful <br />hands, Michelle pulled her deeper between her legs. So <br />forceful was her grip that Kelly couldn't even catch <br />her breath. Not that she cared at the moment. All that <br />concerned her was the small trickle of juices that she <br />was eagerly lapping up with the tip of her tongue. A <br />trickle that she knew would soon be a flood.<br /><br />She didn't have long to wait as Michelle's naked form, <br />covered with sweat, began to buck and quake. The larger <br />woman let out a loud cry of joy as she exploded in and <br />across Kelly's mouth. Kelly would've joined in the <br />shout but she was too busy lapping up her reward.<br /><br />"Oh God, that was great," Michelle panted as the two <br />woman laid side by side.<br /><br />The two spent long minutes just silently kissing and <br />licking each other clean. No further words were shared, <br />just an occasional shared laughter.<br /><br />Finally, looking up at the large 18 inch clock on the <br />wall, the military woman noted that they had already <br />been at it for over a half hour. Time was running so <br />fast.<br /><br />Kelly meanwhile was oblivious to the passage of time, <br />she was having to much fun. She never realized how good <br />it could feel to just let someone else take control, <br />even if just for a little while.<br /><br />"I've got a little surprise for you." Michelle laughed <br />as she reached under the bed and pulled out her flight <br />bag.<br /><br />Kelly watched, first in fascination, then in shock, as <br />Michelle produced a large 9" dildo from the dark blue <br />bag. In her own luggage, she kept a smaller vibrator, <br />but nothing like this. It was the strap on kind, and it <br />was obvious that Michelle planned to wear it.<br /><br />"I don't know about this..." Kelly said with more than <br />a touch of hesitation in her voice.<br /><br />"Didn't you say in your emails that it's always been <br />your fantasy to be fucked by a monster cock?" Michelle <br />asked as she jumped back onto the bed. "How you always <br />dreamed about it but would never do it with a man other <br />than your husband."<br /><br />Kelly bit down on her lower lips as she studied the <br />formidable rubber phallic. It had been her fantasy to <br />be totally ravaged at least once in her life. She loved <br />her husband, she really did. Yet sometimes she so much <br />wanted something more than his 7" in her.<br /><br />"I guess that sometimes you can fantasize about <br />something knowing it's never going to happen, that way <br />its a safe obsession," came her reply.<br /><br />"All right." Michelle said, a little disappointed. <br />"I'll just put this away then."<br /><br />"Wait...." Kelly said, taking the time to measure her <br />words. "I'd really like to try it... honestly."<br /><br />The look of disappointment on Michelle's face instantly <br />turned to joy. It resembled nothing else if not that of <br />the cat that ate the canary. She quickly secured the <br />straps of her artificial manhood around and between her <br />legs. She held out her hand to Kelly and guided her to <br />the floor, it was always more fun down there.<br /><br />She again started with kisses, first her cheeks, then <br />her mouth. She continued down her body, taking the time <br />to once again enjoy the fullness of Kelly's breasts. <br />Eventually she reached her still moist mound, <br />glistening with shiny droplets of her earlier eruption.<br /><br />Spreading her cunt lips, Michelle wasted no time in <br />exploring the inner reaches of her new lover's <br />sexuality. The scent of their recent sex filled her <br />nostrils as much as the taste of it filled assaulted <br />her tongue. Michelle took a firm grip on Kelly's <br />buttocks and pulled her closer.<br /><br />"Oh yes..." Kelly said as the frequency of Michelle's <br />withdrawals and re-insertions increased with each <br />passing moment.<br /><br />Michelle continued with her oral ministrations, always <br />aware of the ticking of the clock above her. And with <br />each passing minute, Kelly's moans became louder and <br />louder. Michelle was pleased that she was having such <br />an effect on her lover, but was becoming concerned that <br />someone might hear her. True, they were in a private <br />section of the terminal, but there were still workers <br />in the building. What if someone heard them and decided <br />to investigate?<br /><br />"Not so loud!" Michelle commanded as she paused for a <br />moment. "We don't want to draw company."<br /><br />Kelly nodded in agreement and obeyed for a few minutes. <br />But finally the wet, moist tongue buried inside her <br />cause her to resume her cries, in an even louder <br />volume.<br /><br />"Oh god! Oh my god! Oh it's so good... faster! Faster!" <br />Kelly suddenly yelled so loud that it caused Michelle <br />to jump.<br /><br />In all her letters, Kelly had never mentioned that she <br />was a screamer. Michelle immediately realized that <br />Kelly couldn't help herself. As the woman beneath her <br />let out a second equally loud shout, Michelle grabbed <br />the closest thing at hand off the floor and pushed it <br />into Kelly's mouth. What it turned out to be was her <br />own panties, still wet with her anticipation over <br />Kelly's visit.<br /><br />"Kelly, you have to quiet down..." she said in her most <br />commanding tone. "If you can't stop I'll have to leave <br />that gag in place... either that or we'll have to stop. <br />If I leave it there, then you can moan as loud as you <br />want. Do you want me to take it out and stop?"<br /><br />Kelly shook her head side to side in a violent motion. <br />No matter what it took, she wanted Michelle to keep on <br />going.<br /><br />Assuming the classic missionary position, Michelle took <br />hold of the large rod dangling between her legs and <br />positioned it at the entrance of Kelly's now very <br />lubricated pussy. She pushed forward ever so slightly, <br />opening wide the folds of her womanhood.<br /><br />Kelly let out a grunt that was heard even through her <br />makeshift gag. She was far from a virgin having lost <br />that distinction some 23 years before, but she had <br />never ever taken anything that big inside her before. <br />Michelle looked up from her view of the cockhead <br />disappearing inside Kelly's pussy at the sound. She <br />looked into Kelly's brown eyes to see if she wanted her <br />to stop. It only took a second for Kelly to bob her <br />head up and down for Michelle to continue.<br /><br />Over the next several minutes, Michelle slowly entered <br />and re-entered Kelly, measuring the force of her <br />thrusts with the display of discomfort shown on the <br />businesswoman's face. She really didn't want to hurt <br />her and was relieved when her facial expression changed <br />from one of determined acceptance to one of enjoyment. <br />If the blonde haired woman needed any other <br />encouragement, she felt Kelly's hands against her ass, <br />pushing her inside her.<br /><br />Now freed from that worry, Michelle began to pump away <br />in earnest. Faster and faster she thrust, driving <br />almost the full length of her fake cock into her lover. <br />The pressure of the small protrusion on the underside <br />of the rubber that caressed her own clit, sending <br />oscillating waves through her own form. Thus each <br />powerful stroke was felt by both women.<br /><br />Michelle had started with the missionary position <br />because it was the easiest for entry. Now to was time <br />to just really have fun. She pulled out of Kelly and <br />barked out an order that would've made her instructor <br />back in basic training proud.<br /><br />"Get on all fours!" She commanded.<br /><br />So wrapped up in the wonderful feeling she was getting <br />from Michelle's robust penetrations, Kelly quickly <br />moved to respond. Without really taking the time to <br />think about it, she flipped over and assumed the <br />position, lifting her bottom up into the air as to <br />invite easy access. She just wanted Michelle back <br />inside her.<br /><br />In that she wasn't disappointed. Michelle grabbed her <br />legs and spread them even wider. Then with a lust <br />filled thrust, rammed the cock back inside her. Harder <br />and harder she pushed, taking both of them to the <br />heights of passion.<br /><br />Both women could feel the rising explosion that would <br />consume them both. Kelly was more than content to just <br />lie there and await it, but Michelle was determined to <br />meet it head-on.<br /><br />Pushing Kelly's head to the floor, Michelle straddled <br />her, planted her cock ever deeper with each effort. Now <br />it was Michelle who was grunting ever louder as sweat <br />poured from her pores and her breasts bounced back and <br />forth. Kelly was totally pinned, she tried to shift to <br />a more comfortable position was helpless against the <br />younger woman's strength.<br /><br />It was Kelly who erupted first. Michelle could feel her <br />pussy contract around the fake cock as she pulled and <br />pushed it in with a single fluid motion. Her own orgasm <br />followed two strokes later.<br /><br />They collapsed upon each other, drenched in a <br />combination of sweat, sex and exhaustion. They just <br />laid there for about ten minutes, trading soft touches <br />and little kisses.<br /><br />The clock on the wall told them that Kelly's plane left <br />in less than forty minutes. They had to get cleaned up. <br />Reluctantly they lifted themselves off the floor and <br />kissed one more time.<br /><br />Standing naked a few feet from each other, they laughed <br />at the sign of each other. Neither resembled the woman <br />who walked into the room a short time before.<br /><br />Thankfully, the makeshift apartment had a shower large <br />enough for two and it wasn't long before they had <br />washed each other clean. Time was now the enemy as they <br />dressed and gathered their things. Since Michelle had a <br />change of underwear in her bag, Kelly asked to keep the <br />ones that had served as her gag as a souvenir. She <br />quickly shoved them into her jacket's side pocket.<br /><br />They had to race down the corridor to make the last <br />call for the flight. Flashing an id given to her by the <br />Security Chief, Michelle went with Kelly all the way to <br />the plane. Kelly suddenly pulled her to a stop just a <br />few feet from the cabin door. Quickly looking right and <br />left to make sure they were alone, she leaned forward <br />and kissed her. It was a brief but satisfying kiss.<br /><br />"I love you," Kelly whispered before she turned and ran <br />into to plane, afraid that if she waited any longer she <br />might not get on.<br /><br />Michelle watched as the attendant secured the cabin <br />door behind her. Her eyes searched the small windows as <br />the plane pulled away for some sign of her - to no <br />avail. Before turning and heading back down the <br />passageway, she whispered to herself.<br /><br />"I love you too."<br /><br />***<br /> <br />Kelly felt both happy and sad as the plane pulled up <br />and into the sky. Happy at what Michelle and she had <br />shared, it was an experience she would always remember. <br />Sad at the knowledge that it would never be repeated. <br />They were of two different worlds and neither would <br />give up their world to live in the others. They would <br />always remain friends. That, and the memory, would be <br />enough.<br /><br />***<br /><br />Three days later, Michelle got her first email from <br />Kelly since they had met. She agreed with Kelly's <br />assessment of their relationship. It was enough that <br />they'd had that moment in time. As she got to the <br />bottom of the letter she burst into laughter, "...and <br />the client in San Diego couldn't believe how relaxed I <br />was after traveling cross-country the day before.<br /><br />By the way, you'll never believe what happened while I <br />was away. They fired Janice Zimmerman. It seems that <br />all the while she was saving the company those nickels <br />and dimes, she was diverting the nickels to her own <br />personal account. They're even thinking of pressing <br />charges against her. I almost feel sorry for her, after <br />all, it was because of her the trip turned out like it <br />did. Think I should send her a thank you card.<br /><br /> Love Always,<br /> Kelly<br /> XOXOXOXLNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-7335464506414296012009-02-24T22:26:00.000-08:002009-02-24T22:31:24.101-08:00Roseros Erotic Art<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Nhs8gV492L5oJDzDaNfbWeZcVuPw8vFoURxn37iZxeyEfeUcotVK8f430d13uz4GVZGI-H1bDTXKDgDcDdwkqHGiG3MwwI2WYUNTD_gGpxXvvURJJx7yp6Iyi55q2Dy6FJCjFYWZ2phh/s1600-h/Roseros.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Nhs8gV492L5oJDzDaNfbWeZcVuPw8vFoURxn37iZxeyEfeUcotVK8f430d13uz4GVZGI-H1bDTXKDgDcDdwkqHGiG3MwwI2WYUNTD_gGpxXvvURJJx7yp6Iyi55q2Dy6FJCjFYWZ2phh/s400/Roseros.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306618385267594546" /></a><br />We don't know much about art, but we know what we like. We thought we'd give you something different, something beyond printed words this time. Enjoy <a href="http://www.roseroseroticmasterpieces.com/">Roseros Erotic Masterpieces</a>. You won't look at the classic painters in quite the same way after seeing this exhibit. <span style="font-style:italic;">[Editor's Note: The conetent isn't 100% lesbian-oriented, but about 99% of it is. You'll find plenty to enjoy here. Promise!]</span>LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-70562742801603824242009-02-01T12:15:00.000-08:002009-02-01T12:23:42.714-08:00Voyager: Seven & One is Two<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDRFI953FLsUTkR8zzoI13_3AsBazmEecNFOccdQ477qv4YrzKd155YVmkDTrcXkEWmD3P47VdcvLP7LKRvZ0fE9KBiHt4ImoAh11CsbwzaH9mcndEu52eDExcZGUyKIkjHWdG-vbdXx-5/s1600-h/seven+janeway.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDRFI953FLsUTkR8zzoI13_3AsBazmEecNFOccdQ477qv4YrzKd155YVmkDTrcXkEWmD3P47VdcvLP7LKRvZ0fE9KBiHt4ImoAh11CsbwzaH9mcndEu52eDExcZGUyKIkjHWdG-vbdXx-5/s400/seven+janeway.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297927145810466386" /></a><br />By Val White<br /><br />Captain Janeway was reviewing Tuvak's security report, <br />when the computer announced someone at the door to her <br />ready room. "Come in," she said.<br /><br />The door slid open and Seven of Nine entered. As the <br />door closed behind her, she said "Captain."<br /><br />"Yes Seven, what can I do for you?" Captain Janeway <br />asked as she motioned for Seven to sit down on the <br />couch with her.<br /><br />"I wish to be more fully integrated into the crew. To <br />date, most of the crew seems to tolerate me in the <br />workplace. On a social level, I feel excluded. I know <br />this is partly due to what the crew perceives to be an <br />aloofness in my bearing, and partly because I was <br />recently Borg. But I miss the closeness of the <br />Collective, and would like to explore human social <br />interaction to see if it can be a reasonable <br />substitute."<br /><br />"I'm glad you've reached this decision," said Janeway. <br />"I want all of my crew to feel they belong. We are so <br />isolated out here, we not only have to be each other's <br />workmates, but also friends, family, and lovers. Did <br />you have something specific in mind? Perhaps you could <br />join one of the many clubs Neelix has organized. <br />There's a band, a chess club, and a dozen or so others. <br />We can have him join us and explore your options if you <br />like."<br /><br />"No, that is not what I had in mind. While I do want to <br />more fully develop all facets of my humanity, I wish to <br />concentrate on my sexuality for the moment."<br /><br />The Captain was taken aback by this. She had often <br />fantasized about the newest member of her crew. She had <br />such a perfect body. Large firm tits, a perfect ass, <br />and that beautiful face framed by her pretty blond <br />hair. As usual, she showed no outward sign of her lust. <br />She was the captain and had to maintain a professional <br />relationship with her crew.<br /><br />"Well, Seven, I think it might be better to start with <br />friendship before building up to sex. While casual sex <br />with a person you are not emotionally attached to is <br />perfectly acceptable, it's probably not the best way to <br />learn about human interpersonal relationships. If you <br />do not have a good grasp of human emotion, sex can be a <br />traumatic experience."<br /><br />"I understand all of this. I have read extensively on <br />the subject, and I have also spoken at length to the <br />Doctor. He has given me a thorough physical <br />examination, and tells me my preoccupation with sex is <br />due to my still developing human systems which had been <br />repressed by the Borg collective. In the last month or <br />two, my sexual hormonal systems have caught up to my <br />physical development, and I am therefore, as he put it <br />'as horny as a jackrabbit.' A jackrabbit is a small <br />Earth mammal, renowned for producing many offspring."<br /><br />"I am familiar with the saying," Captain Janeway said <br />with a smile.<br /><br />"In any case, he tells me that I am physically ready <br />for sex. After questioning me, he felt that I may be <br />emotionally ready, but conceded that psychiatry was not <br />his specialty. He suggested I speak to you."<br /><br />"What makes you think you're ready to take such a large <br />step?" the Captain asked.<br /><br />"Contrary to what the crew believes, I am becoming <br />emotionally attached to them. I find it difficult to <br />verbalize, because in the collective, there was no need <br />to speak. The collective knew what you thought without <br />the need for oral communication. My emotional <br />development as a human has far outstripped my ability <br />to speak about it. <br /><br />"Consider, I possess an attractive female body. Do you <br />not think that I could seduce any one of a number of <br />the males, or the females, for that matter, aboard this <br />ship, at any time I desired? But I chose to consult the <br />Doctor and my Captain because I respect the two of you <br />as leaders, and because I believe that as friends, you <br />will give me proper guidance."<br /><br />Janeway had to concede that Seven of Nine sounded more <br />emotionally mature than she had thought her to be. But <br />something that Seven had said had caught her attention. <br />She thought she should let it lie for the moment, but <br />her curiosity got the better of her. "You spoke of <br />seducing a woman. Do you think about having sex with a <br />woman?"<br /><br />"Yes. I have read extensively on the topic, and find <br />that it is not unusual for women to have sex with each <br />other. I therefore wish to experience the full range of <br />human sexuality, so that I am better able to decide <br />what pleases me the most. I have read that some <br />cultures consider homosexual behavior to be <br />unacceptable. Do you have any views on this?"<br /><br />"What consenting adults do in the privacy of their <br />quarters is their business." Janeway was sorry that she <br />had started this line of conversation and hoped Seven <br />would drop it.<br /><br />"I see. Do you enjoy having sex with women, men, or <br />both?" asked Seven.<br /><br />Captain Janeway didn't want to lie to Seven, and felt <br />that it wouldn't be right not to answer her question. <br />She didn't want Seven to feel she couldn't talk to her <br />captain, so she answered truthfully. "I enjoy making <br />love to men and women."<br /><br />"Although without any actual experience I cannot say <br />for certain, I believe I will also enjoy both sexes. I <br />have perused some of the erotic material in the <br />library, and find both the heterosexual and homosexual <br />material stimulating. I especially enjoy masturbating <br />while watching recordings of groups of three or more <br />persons engaged in a wide variety of combinations and <br />positions."<br /><br />Captain Janeway was extremely excited by the thought of <br />Seven rubbing her pussy as she watched some <br />pornographic holo-movies. She knew that she should <br />regain control of the conversation and steer it back to <br />Seven's emotional preparedness for sex and away from <br />the more descriptive turn it had taken. She was <br />therefore surprised to hear herself ask "Exactly how do <br />you masturbate?"<br /><br />"When I first began pleasuring myself, I was somewhat <br />tentative. I would simply lightly touch my breasts and <br />outer genitalia, causing only mild sensations of <br />arousal. After a few times doing this, I decided to <br />explore further. I inserted my index finger into my <br />vaginal opening and stroked it in and out, simulating <br />sexual intercourse."<br /><br />"That's called finger fucking, or fingering," the <br />Captain told Seven.<br /><br />"Yes, I have heard and read these colloquial terms in <br />my studies. It is more acceptable to use these terms <br />than the proper anatomical terminology?"<br /><br />"It depends on the exact situation. When speaking to <br />someone as a prelude to sex, or for the purposes of <br />titillation, it is better practice to use the slang. <br />But in a medical or counseling situation, or when the <br />primary purpose of the communication is to convey <br />information, the official terms are usually more <br />appropriate."<br /><br />Captain Janeway noticed a smile playing at Seven's lips <br />as she asked "Which should I use in this situation?"<br /><br />Janeway realized that Seven was flirting with her. She <br />was definitely more ready for sex than the Captain had <br />originally thought. Janeway felt a heat building <br />between her legs as she let her eyes travel up and down <br />her crewmate's beautiful body. "Um, perhaps to allow <br />you to practice using erotic speaking as foreplay, you <br />should use the colloquial terms."<br /><br />"Very well. I felt that finger fucking my pussy was <br />very pleasurable. I therefore engage in it as often as <br />possible. I have also discovered that when I rub my <br />clit, my twat seems to get hotter and produces more <br />liquid. I have just recently began to have orgasms. I <br />love the feeling of my cunt muscles clamping down on my <br />fingers as I stroke them in and out of my pussy." Seven <br />noticed that the Captain's breathing was getting a <br />little heavier She knew that her description was <br />causing the Captain to get excited. "Is something <br />wrong?"<br /><br />"No, uh, no," the Captain answered.<br /><br />"Do you ever masturbate?" asked Seven.<br /><br />"Yes, that's a normal part of human sexuality. <br />Sometimes it is too difficult or inconvenient to find a <br />partner, or you don't want the complications another <br />person might entail, or you simply feel that a solo <br />session will be more to your liking at that particular <br />time."<br /><br />"Perhaps you could watch me masturbate and let me know <br />if my technique is satisfactory."<br /><br />Janeway's pulse quickened at the idea. "Very well. <br />Remove your clothing."<br /><br />Seven stood up and undid the fastener running down the <br />one piece skin tight outfit she wore. In a matter of <br />only a few seconds, she was standing before the Captain <br />completely nude, with her legs spread slightly apart. <br />The Captain noticed that she had no pubic hair, but she <br />did have one of the vestigial Borg interfaces just <br />above her snatch. It looked like an intricate piece of <br />jewelry, and she thought it was quite attractive.<br /><br />Seven noticed the Captain staring at her twat and said <br />"The Doctor, for reasons of his own, decided that I <br />didn't need body hair. When he stimulated my hair <br />follicles, he only did the ones on my head. Do you find <br />the effect appealing?"<br /><br />Captain Janeway replied "Yes, I always preferred a girl <br />with a shaven pussy."<br /><br />"Do you keep yours free of hair?"<br /><br />"Yes I do," the Captain answered.<br /><br />"I would like to see your cunt. I believe it would be <br />most stimulating."<br /><br />Captain Janeway tore her gaze from Seven's pretty quim, <br />and looked up at her face. Seven was smiling at her. <br />"Perhaps you'll get to see it before too long," she <br />said. "Now, why don't you show me how you stimulate <br />yourself."<br /><br />Seven sat down on the couch facing the Captain with her <br />legs spread wide. She reached down with both hands and <br />began massaging her large, firm breasts. Soon, her pink <br />nipples were erect and stuck out from her beautiful <br />tits. Seven placed a hand under her right breast and <br />lifted it up while bending her head down. She licked <br />her nipple, and then sucked on it. <br /><br />Janeway watched raptly. She could feel her cunt <br />beginning to get wet as she enjoyed the show Seven was <br />putting on for her. She fidgeted on the couch, enjoying <br />the feel of the fabric of her panties as they rubbed <br />against her twat.<br /><br />"You have very nice tits, Seven. I imagine sucking them <br />like that feels very good. If you nibble them with your <br />teeth, you may find that pleasurable as well."<br /><br />Seven bit down on the end of her nipple and let out a <br />little yelp of pain.<br /><br />"No, not like that. That was too hard. Here, let me <br />show you." The Captain leaned forward and took one of <br />Seven's mounds in her hand. She hefted the weight and <br />enjoyed feeling its firmness. She then leaned down and <br />flicked her tongue across the hard nipple, and then <br />very lightly pulled it with her teeth. Seven let out a <br />shudder of excitement.<br /><br />"Yes, that is very nice. I will have to add that to my <br />repertoire of self-stimulating exercises, and also use <br />it when making love to another woman."<br /><br />"Men enjoy it too," Janeway commented.<br /><br />Seven let a hand slide down to her cunt. As the Captain <br />followed it to its target with her eyes, she saw that <br />Seven was quite aroused. Her outer cunt lips had <br />swollen and her inner lips poked out, she could even <br />see a slight glistening of pussy juice. Seven spread <br />her lips further apart and the Captain drank in the <br />sight of her pink flower. Seven ran her hand all over <br />her cunt, then slowly slid a finger into her opening, <br />As she finger fucked herself, she began rubbing her <br />clit with her other hand.<br /><br />"You seem to know what you're doing," the Captain said. <br />"Have you ever tasted yourself?"<br /><br />"No, I have not. Should I?"<br /><br />"Well, if you want to have sex with another woman, an <br />important part of that will likely be cunnilingus. It <br />might be helpful to know if you like the taste of a <br />woman, and if you don't you might be able to acclimate <br />yourself to the flavor by licking your own juice often <br />enough."<br /><br />"That is logical." With that, Seven withdrew her finger <br />from her twat and placed it in her mouth. She sucked <br />with a pensive look on her face for a second or two, <br />then smiled.<br /><br />"You like the taste?" asked the Captain.<br /><br />"Yes, it is quite flavorful. Perhaps you would like to <br />try it?" asked Seven.<br /><br />The Captain wasn't sure when it had happened, but she <br />realized that sometime over the last couple of minutes, <br />she had made an unconscious decision to pursue this <br />encounter to its logical conclusion. She therefore did <br />not hesitate for a moment. "I'd love to lick the juice <br />from your pussy. But first, I think I should get more <br />comfortable."<br /><br />She got up and took off her clothes. Seven watched with <br />interest as her Captain stripped in front of her. Even <br />though she had seen perfectly life-like holographic <br />projections of nude women before, this was somehow more <br />personal. Besides, it was the Captain! She had often <br />fantasized about the Captain as she masturbated, <br />imagining it was the Captain's fingers that pleasured <br />her instead of her own. <br /><br />When the Captain removed her bra to expose her breasts, <br />Seven was happy to learn that despite her age, they <br />hadn't started to sag, but stood up proudly. She had <br />small brown nipples that were already hard. The Captain <br />then removed her last piece of clothing, her panties. <br />She did indeed keep herself shaved. Seven thought she <br />could smell the Captain's sex from the couch, and <br />enjoyed the scent.<br /><br />"Oh Captain, you look delicious!"<br /><br />"Thank you, Seven. Under the circumstances, I think you <br />can call me Katherine, or Kathy. Now, why don't you lay <br />back. Lift your legs up to your chest. That's right, <br />now spread them wide. Wide. As wide as you can! Nice, <br />very nice."<br /><br />The Captain got on her knees on the couch and bent down <br />until her face was mere inches from Seven' wet cunt. <br />She could smell Seven's arousal, the scent was an <br />aphrodisiac, causing Katherine own pussy to exude more <br />of its own love potion. She reached out and spread <br />Seven's lips further apart to better enjoy the sight of <br />the treasures buried in the folds of her cunt. <br /><br />Seven's inner lips were drenched in her wetness and her <br />clitoris stood out proudly from its protective hood. <br />The Captain reached out with her tongue and licked up <br />some of the nectar flowing from Seven's love opening. <br />It tasted like heaven. It had been so long since she <br />had eaten a woman's cunt. She remembered Kes's sweet <br />tasting twat fondly, and wished that she could share <br />this voluptuous blond with the innocent but lusty Kes.<br /><br />Katherine began probing at Seven's opening with her <br />tongue and soon had it buried in the delicious snatch. <br />Seven whimpered with excitement as she was eaten by her <br />commanding officer. The Captain withdrew her tongue <br />from Seven's tight, warm pussy and replaced it with <br />her finger. <br /><br />As she screwed the beauty with her hand, she moved her <br />mouth up to Seven's joy buzzer. She flicked her tongue <br />rapidly across the sensitive flesh and Seven responded <br />with a low moan of ecstasy. Katherine nibbled lightly <br />at the clit in her mouth, causing Seven to buck her <br />hips, forcing her cunt into Katherine's face.<br /><br />The Captain crawled up Seven's body and began kissing <br />her, never removing her hand from Seven's quim. Seven <br />felt her Captain's tongue probing past her lips, and <br />tasted the juice from her twat in Katherine's mouth. It <br />tasted even better than when she had licked her <br />fingers. <br /><br />Wanting to return some of the incredible feelings the <br />Captain had been causing in her, Seven reached over the <br />Captain's ass down to her cunt. She began rubbing the <br />outside of it and the Captain let out a muffled cry of <br />passion from around Seven's tongue which was now <br />exploring her mouth.<br /><br />The Captain broke her kiss and looked at Seven. "Are <br />you familiar with the term sixty-nine?"<br /><br />"Yes. That is where two people simultaneously give each <br />other oral gratification."<br /><br />"That's right. Would you like to try it?"<br /><br />"I believe that the taste of your cunt as your tongue <br />stimulates my clit and your finger probes my twat will <br />be most arousing. I expect that I will climax quite <br />quickly under those circumstances."<br /><br />"The feeling will be mutual, I'm sure," said the <br />Captain.<br /><br />She turned around and straddled Seven's face, then <br />wasted no time applying herself once again to Seven's <br />fragrant, hairless snatch. Seven reached up and placed <br />a hand on each of the Captain's buttocks, pulling her <br />cunt down to her face. She lifted her head slightly and <br />licked the Captain at the juncture of thigh and pussy. <br /><br />She then inserted her tongue into the folds of <br />Katherine's twat and tasted a woman other than herself <br />for the first time. While the taste was similar to her <br />own juice, the Captain's cunt cream was slightly <br />different. She loved it! She began licking with <br />abandon, rubbing her entire face all over Katherine's <br />cunt.<br /><br />The two women were getting extremely worked up by this <br />time. They were both breathing very heavily and letting <br />out little whimpers of delight whenever their partner <br />hit a particularly sensitive spot. The Captain felt her <br />excitement building to a crescendo and screamed "I'm <br />cumming! Eat my pussy! Oh Seven, I'm cumming on your <br />face!"<br /><br />Seven felt the Captain's body stiffen, then shake and <br />shudder as her orgasm overtook her. The Captain pushed <br />her ass down and Seven had her muff forced into her <br />face. Seven opened her mouth wide and tried to cram her <br />tongue into the Captain's love nest. Suddenly, a <br />torrent of pussy juice flowed from the Captain's hole. <br />Seven slurped and lapped all she could, but couldn't <br />keep up with the flow.<br /><br />As Seven enjoyed the copious cunt cream from <br />Katherine's orgasm, she felt her own climax explode. <br />Jolts of lightning were firing through her body. She <br />could feel the bolts traveling from her clit, to the <br />inner reaches of her twat, to her sphincter causing her <br />asshole to clench, to her erect nipples, down her arms <br />to the tips of her fingers, along her legs to her feet, <br />and to her face. Her entire body was on fire with the <br />intensity of her orgasm. She bucked and thrashed under <br />the Captain, who continued to lick and suck on her love <br />knob.<br /><br />After a short time, both women's orgasms subsided and <br />the Captain repositioned herself in Seven's arms. They <br />kissed slowly and deeply. Katherine took a couple of <br />minutes to lick her pussy juice from Seven's chin and <br />neck, stopping frequently to share the nectar with <br />Seven in a probing kiss.<br /><br />"Did you enjoy your first sexual encounter?" the <br />Captain asked Seven.<br /><br />"It was most exciting. I hope to repeat it, and many <br />other experiences, in the very near future," Seven <br />answered. "I think I shall locate a male member of the <br />crew so that I may experience the feeling of a cock in <br />my twat. Would you care to join me?"<br /><br />"Who did you have in mind?" the Captain asked.<br /><br />"I find Tom Paris to be attractive. If he would be <br />willing to have sex with me, I would like to feel his <br />cock inside my pussy."<br /><br />The Captain reached down to her jumble of clothes and <br />found her communicator. Touching the small device, she <br />said "Lieutenant Paris, please report to the Captain's <br />ready room."<br /><br />A disembodied voice replied "Right away, ma'am."LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-44067603694669182732009-01-12T20:29:00.001-08:002009-01-12T20:31:10.425-08:00Lake Resolve<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbW3LQ_cr6PBN7HyIRkUJI_LpyUbmHucnJBdktvbypzItp0zYyYvzwGl-A5ZhWGs26DDgfcdhhO8KrUKNARvCgqHNfvBUm1vneq2vB3uu5AYhVDcTCtPqxSEUgP-5m2fMwHa03jqU_JGrH/s1600-h/lake+resolve.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbW3LQ_cr6PBN7HyIRkUJI_LpyUbmHucnJBdktvbypzItp0zYyYvzwGl-A5ZhWGs26DDgfcdhhO8KrUKNARvCgqHNfvBUm1vneq2vB3uu5AYhVDcTCtPqxSEUgP-5m2fMwHa03jqU_JGrH/s320/lake+resolve.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290631058043549090" /></a><br />by Valenti <br /><br />The divorce had been emotionally nasty. The cheating <br />bastard lied to me for five out of the six years we were <br />married. Fortunately we didn't have any children so after <br />the divorce, we agreed to split everything down the <br />middle. We each had half the debts and half the assets <br />and that was the end of that. Two years later, at 30, I'm <br />still single and harbor a hatred and lack of trust <br />towards men. <br /><br />I continued my teaching position as a high school teacher <br />but I became less and less enthusiastic and more recluse <br />since the divorce. I focused all of my energies around <br />work and less with social activities. My sex life had <br />gone from bad to non-existent except of course my <br />obsession to masturbate, which was my refuge for relief <br /><br />As the summer break got closer Amy Jenkins, another <br />teacher at the school, middle aged and a good friend when <br />I needed one, offered to let me use her cabin. She knew I <br />was a little broke and probably couldn't afford a cruise <br />or something like that, and she also knew I needed a <br />well-deserved break. Amy and John had owned the cabin on <br />the lake for years and when they relocated to the states, <br />they decided to hang on to it figuring it might be a <br />retirement option for them later on. Amy told me that it <br />would be an ideal place to inspire me to write my book <br />and help heal some lingering personal hurts. Amy and her <br />husband had not used the cabin in years and all she asked <br />was that I clean up around place and stack some wood for <br />next winter since they planned on getting up there for <br />Christmas.<br /><br />Amy had drawn me a detailed map, made a list of how to <br />turn on the water, electricity and told me to make sure I <br />arrived in the daylight because it's so dark at night I'd <br />never find the roads. Perfect I thought. All by myself to <br />think things over and get my life back on track. My life <br />has been on hold since the divorce and now with two <br />glorious months on my hands, I might even be able to <br />start that book I've put off for so long.<br /><br />The trip from Ohio to the Northern Ontario cabin by car <br />was twelve hours and I decided to stop overnight Toronto <br />to take in the sights before heading up north to the <br />cabin. Amy was right. The lake was so peaceful and the <br />forests were breathtaking. The cabin looked a little run <br />down but rather quaint and definitely inhabitable. It had <br />a bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and a cozy sitting area with <br />a large stone fireplace and two large windows one on each <br />side that afforded a clear view of the lake.<br /><br />The cabin did have some luxuries, a satellite dish <br />antenna, a fridge and stove, a small shower and simple <br />furniture. The location was breath taking. The cabin was <br />on the edge of a Lake Resolve surrounded by dense forest, <br />very private and secluded. <br /><br />It was around four in the afternoon when I got there and <br />I decided get my things unpacked and go over the <br />checklist Amy made for me. All of that now done, what <br />now? Here I am all alone and excited about the new <br />adventure reassuring myself that this had been a good <br />idea.<br /><br />After fixing something to eat I decided to try out the <br />TV. Amy was right, there were only two snowy local <br />channels but there was always the VCR. Amy told me about <br />the general store and they had some videos I could rent. <br />I decided to venture out there tomorrow. I made a nice <br />cup of coffee, sat on the deck and enjoyed the view of <br />the sun going down.<br /><br />There was a telescope in the cabin and I set it up <br />outside and scanned the shoreline for civilization just <br />before the water extinguished the light of the setting <br />sun. I could see other cottages spotted along the lake in <br />between trees and most were very secluded. This was so <br />beautiful I thought. I went in and slipped into my robe, <br />and with nothing on underneath, I settled back on the <br />rocking chair outside on the deck and listened to the <br />night.<br /><br />The night before when I was in Toronto the bright lights <br />of the X rated video store signs caught my attention and <br />I figured what the hell, nobody knows me here, I bought a <br />couple of XXX rated movies to add to my growing <br />collection figuring it would be a long summer. I decided <br />that tomorrow night I'd watch one and fuck myself into <br />frenzy. God I needed it I thought to myself. It had been <br />at least two years since I was fucked. I'm thinking to <br />myself, what a looser. I've gone out on three dates since <br />my divorce and all three turned out to be jerks. <br /><br />Here I am at the prime of my life and I have to resort to <br />vibrators and fingers. Ah that reminds me, good thing I <br />brought it. There was no one around to bug me, and no one <br />around to worry about. The night was so siren and the <br />half moon glimmering over the quiet water. I stood out on <br />the porch and let my robe open free to enjoy the night. <br />The air was warm but my nipples still went instantly <br />erect and aching to be touched. <br /><br />I thought about my body, and for thirty, I didn't look <br />too bad. Most say I look much younger since I'm only <br />5'5", 125 pounds. I keep my blond hair shoulder length <br />and my best features are my face and legs. My <br />measurements are 32c, 25, and 36. I'm rather on the small <br />side everywhere except I think my butt is too wide, at <br />least for my size anyway. I try not to let the fact that <br />I have small breasts bother me, but I do wear padded bras <br />and overall I guess I'm not too bad. Strange thing is <br />lately, when I masturbate in front of the mirror, the <br />sight of my small breasts almost flat and boyish really <br />turns me on.<br /><br />Since the divorce, I've begun to notice other woman. As <br />confusing as it sounds, it sort of turns me on. On <br />occasion I would admire the way they dress, check out <br />their legs and sometimes try to imagine what they would <br />look like in just a bra and panties. For about a year now <br />I've dismissed these thoughts as just plain old not <br />getting any sex and I'm horny as hell.<br /><br />What really confuses me is I have some of those images in <br />my mind's eye when I finger myself into frenzy. I've even <br />considered exploring these emotions further but I'd be <br />scared shitless to actually act on it. I retreated back <br />into the cabin and as habit has it, I slipped my fingers <br />deep inside my damp pussy, and for the next twenty <br />minutes or so, I considered the possibilities.<br /><br />The next morning I had coffee out on the deck spent and <br />the rest of the day getting acquainted with my new <br />surroundings. I unlocked the shed and dragged the canoe <br />out to the dock. I did a little dusting in the cabin and <br />aired the place out and found a fishing pole and some <br />tackle. There were some people on the lake and at nearby <br />cabins so I decided to take the canoe out for a little <br />spin around the shoreline.<br /><br />About half way around the lake I noticed a picturesque <br />little cove and steered the canoe towards it. It's so <br />lovely I thought. I brought my little note pad and a pen <br />in case I had any brilliant ideas for my book and I <br />thought to myself, I could really get some serious <br />thinking done around here. Maybe I could figure out how <br />to get out of this mental funk I'm in.<br /><br />As I rounded the edge of some large rocks, not more than <br />500 feet from me and nested in amongst the trees was a <br />pretty little cottage and from my vantage point I could <br />see someone coming out onto the deck and laying on a <br />lounge. I had to take a second look. Did I see what I <br />thought I saw? Lying on the deck was a nude woman soaking <br />up the sun. What the hell I thought. I felt instant panic <br />as if I had intruded on some ones privacy.<br /><br />In my panic to try and turn around, the paddle made <br />splashing noises and to my embarrassment, she raised her <br />head and saw me. How embarrassing I thought. The woman <br />waved and I clumsily returned the wave. She motioned me <br />to come over and with that she slipped on a robe and <br />stood up. I clumsily paddled up to the dock as she <br />strolled down the short path to greet me. "Hello there" <br />she said, "You're new up here."<br /><br />"Yes I am," I replied smiling. "I didn't expect to find <br />anyone around here, I'm terribly sorry if I disturbed <br />you. I didn't see your cottage until I rounded those <br />rocks." I sounded like a blubbering idiot.<br /><br />"No problem, it's always nice to meet new folks," she <br />said. "I'm Jan, Jan Harris, can I interest you in a cup <br />of coffee or something?" she asked.<br /><br />I was trying not to stare at her near naked body. <br />Nervously I said, "Yes I'd like that, thanks." I tied the <br />canoe to the dock and climbed up.<br /><br />Jan appeared to be in her late 40s to early 50s, she was <br />nicely tanned, and had a nice shape for a woman her age. <br />I was sure that underneath that robe, this woman was <br />completely nude. If were me in her situation, I would've <br />scrambled inside but that was me I guess. "This is quite <br />a setup you have here," I commented. "I'm Rose Brooks," I <br />said and reached out as we shook hands.<br /><br />Her bronze tanned hand felt dry and callused most likely <br />from too much gardening and not enough moisturizer, but <br />never the less she was friendly. We walked up to the deck <br />and Jan said just a second I'll be right back with the <br />coffee.<br /><br />"It's nice here," I said looking around and commenting to <br />her as she slid open, the screen door.<br /><br />"Yes we love it here. We don't get many visitors so it <br />can get lonely at times but there's always something to <br />keep busy with," she explained.<br /><br />I thought to myself, yes like lying around nude, and I <br />smiled to myself at the thought. We sat and sipped coffee <br />and I told her how nice it was of Amy and John to let me <br />use their cabin. I hope to be inspired to write a book <br />this month but if I got bored, I'd head back home.<br /><br />"Well Rose I'm sure you'll find enough around here to <br />keep you busy. If you get bored, come on over and I'll <br />show you some of the local caves and the local bar." <br /><br />"You're kidding, there's actually a social scene around <br />here," I said sarcastically.<br /><br />"Of course there is," she replied with a friendly tone. <br />"Mind you I'm about the youngest babe around here and I'm <br />52. During the summer months a lot of wives stay up here. <br />Some of the husbands are retired and some like my husband <br />take four and five-day weekends to be here. During the <br />week, he stays in the city. We have some thing going on <br />all the time up here," she explained.<br /><br />"I had no idea really," I said in amazement. "I didn't <br />realize there were so many people around here."<br /><br />"You'd be surprised what goes on up here," she said with <br />a smirk.<br /><br />Jan seemed very nice. During our second cup of coffee <br />though, I noticed her robe loosen and open slightly. I <br />couldn't see part of her bare breasts and could tell she <br />wasn't wearing anything underneath. I could see her <br />crossed legs through the glass top table and thought to <br />myself they certainly were one of her best features. Jan <br />looked to be in reasonably good physical shape.<br /><br />She seemed so self-assured and confident in the way she <br />spoke. She had only one grown daughter and Jan had been <br />married for 35 years. She told me she was always <br />interested in art and a few years ago she took a few <br />lessons. She spends most of her time painting.<br /><br />"I love art as well," I told her. "I couldn't paint if I <br />tried but I love Monet, his colors are so brilliant." <br /><br />She smiled and nodded in agreement. I took an instant <br />liking to her. I told Jan about my ideas I had for my <br />first book and I was teacher and divorced. "Say Rose <br />tomorrow I was going over to the old cave mill to paint. <br />How would you like to join me? I'll bring a picnic lunch, <br />you can bring a good book and we can soak up some sun <br />while I paint. This place is beautiful," she said with <br />excitement. "What do you say?"<br /><br />"Well sure I guess that sounds like fun."<br /><br />"It's settled then. I'll come by with the boat around <br />11:30." <br /><br />We had chatted for what seemed only minutes but I glanced <br />at my watch and noticed it was almost one! "Dear me! It's <br />one already, where has the time gone? I really need to <br />get going. Thanks for the coffee Jan and it was nice to <br />meet you," I said.<br /><br />"Tomorrow will be fun," she said. "We can catch some <br />sun."<br /><br />"I'd like to see some of your paintings sometimes," I <br />commented. With that I climbed into the canoe and gently <br />paddled away.<br /><br />My thoughts were reeling from one mental image of Jan to <br />another. All the time we were chatting, she captured my <br />interest. I tried not to be obvious when I looked at her <br />sitting across from me in her loosened robe and me <br />knowing she was wearing nothing underneath. I thought of <br />her legs and how sexy they looked through the clear glass <br />table as she crossed and uncrossed her legs each time <br />causing her robe shift just a little to allow it to ride <br />higher up her thighs and reveal some more. <br /><br />What the hell was going on with me? Shit this was crazy. <br />Last night I was finger fucking myself to the images of <br />porno video queens and today I'm getting wet over a woman <br />almost twice my age. Shit never mind the age dam it, it's <br />another woman, what the hell am I thinking? I had to <br />admit she had a definite effect on me. As I paddled the <br />canoe as fast as I could, I was feeling that familiar <br />tingling in my pussy and when I looked down, oh my God! I <br />was wet down there. Oh shit! I hope she didn't notice. <br />God I'm so embarrassed.<br /><br />That night as I skinny-dipped in the lake to take a bath, <br />I couldn't help thinking about the day's events. I <br />wondered if she was serous about catching some sun? Did <br />she mean in the nude? I fingered myself to sleep that <br />night with the thoughts of Jan rubbing sun tan oil all <br />over me.<br /><br />During breakfast I questioned myself. I realized being up <br />here on my own allows one to do some deep soul searching <br />and self-talk. Did I really find Jan attractive, I mean <br />in a sexual way? I was never into woman except of course <br />in fantasies sometimes, but I didn't think that counted, <br />did it? I would sure like to find out more about it <br />sometime. At some point in my life I'd like to explore <br />the other side I thought.<br /><br />I was looking forward to exploring the lake and I had <br />packed my sunscreen, towel, note pad, pen and sunshades. <br />I spent the rest of the morning planning out what chores <br />I could do around this place. Like clockwork, she was <br />right on time. I heard Jan shouting from the dock, "hey! <br />Rose, what's up?" I waved back as she brought the boat <br />over to the dock and tied it off.<br /><br />Today she was wearing a straw hat, a bikini top that <br />showed off her large at least 36d size breasts, and a <br />pair of kaki short shorts that showed off the rest of <br />her. I knew she had her bikini bottoms on underneath <br />because I could clearly see the outline of her bottoms <br />through her shorts. Her tits sagged a little and bounced <br />as she climbed up the stone steps from the dock to the <br />cabin and I noticed her thighs were wide bigger than my <br />own but solid none the less. Her legs were defiantly her <br />best feature. I couldn't help notice as she sauntered up <br />the path how attractive this woman was for her age. I'm <br />thinking wow! That is one set of tits!<br /><br />We made some small talk and I showed her some of the <br />things I was planning on doing around the place. Jan was <br />genuinely interested and commented how she had been here <br />years ago before Amy and John moved to the states. They <br />knew them only casually. "You have everything? She asked. <br />I nodded and we jumped into the boat.<br /><br /><br />The boat was just a small aluminum fishing boat with a <br />small engine. We slowly trolled along the shore and Jan <br />pointed out several points of interest. We cruised slowly <br />by a swimming dock just in front of an A frame style <br />cottage and a young girl waved to us and shouted out, <br />"Hey Mrs. Harris!"<br /><br />"Who's that?" I asked.<br /><br />"It's Emily Anderson, Julie and Bill's daughter, she <br />said. Her and her Mum stay up for the summer every year. <br />Emily works at the general store a couple days a week." <br /><br />We pulled into a secluded cove as close to shore as <br />possible and waded in the rest of the way pulling the <br />boat onto the sandy shore. "This place is enchanting," I <br />said.<br /><br />"I told you you'd love it here," she said, pleased with <br />herself that she was right. We found a nice flat spot <br />atop some huge rocks. There were four large pools of <br />water where the rocks had formed and water overflowed <br />from one pool to another and then onto the lake. The <br />water in those pools was as warm as a hot tub.<br /><br />"I come here all the time," Jan said. "The water is so <br />warm I sometimes soak and bathe in there for hours <br />sometimes." We spread out a large blanket and Jan raised <br />the wicker basket as if to say let dig in. She pulled out <br />two plates, forks, two stemmed wine glasses, and a <br />chilled bottle of Reunite. As we nibbled on our <br />sandwiches and salads the wine went down like ice-cold <br />water on a deserted island. I couldn't help but be amazed <br />how beautiful this place was. The sound of the birds and <br />the view of the water made it seem more like our own <br />private paradise. <br /><br />After lunch we sipped our wine and just took in the day. <br />"Last night I heard something outside," I told Jan, "I <br />was scared shitless."<br /><br />She laughed. "It can get scary sometimes you never know <br />what lurks outside your door at night," Jan said in a <br />funny eerie tone of voice.<br /><br />We both laughed and finished our drinks. I enjoyed having <br />company and especially Jan's company. It's been a long <br />time since I've been able to open up a little and sitting <br />with Jan was very refreshing. I hardly knew this woman <br />but even so, I thought she was a warm and sensitive <br />person.<br /><br />The rest of the afternoon Jan painted the rock formations <br />on a canvas and I actually started writing some thoughts <br />down for my book. Jan had situated herself about 20 feet <br />behind me up on a large rock and I was lying on my tummy, <br />down on the blanket propped up with my arms, facing the <br />water working on my tan. <br /><br />I turned around to ask Jan how it's going and to my <br />surprise, she was sitting on a rock behind her easel with <br />her top off. "Oh my gosh!" I said out loud <br />unintentionally.<br /><br />"I hope you don't mind," she laughed. "I hate tan lines," <br />she said casually and continued to paint. "It is a free <br />country you know," emphasizing the word free as she <br />spoke. "You should try it sometime, it's very <br />liberating."<br /><br />"I would I guess but I'm a little embarrassed."<br /><br />"Embarrassed about what silly?" she mocked, "It's only us <br />girls for heavens sake."<br /><br />"Easy for you to say," I said. "You have tits to bare, <br />me, I'm flat as board, I hate them." By now I was feeling <br />very self-conscious of the whole situation.<br /><br />"Well if its any consolation Rose, I think you have very <br />nice tits, and besides, they'll never sag when you get to <br />be my age. Lighten up," she said humorously, "you're on <br />vacation."<br /><br />I wanted to. I really wanted to bare it all I was <br />thinking. With that, I sat up and nervously removed my <br />top. The sun felt wonderful on my breasts. I felt proud <br />of myself to muster up the courage and I was getting very <br />aroused.<br /><br />Jan continued to paint and commented, "Now, doesn't that <br />feel much better?"<br /><br />I must have dozed off because when I awoke, Jan was <br />laying on her tummy on the blanket beside me eyes closed <br />and enjoying the sun as I was. We lay there in the sun <br />for a while both of us in a half sleep just enjoying the <br />day and Jan rose and climbed up into the rocks and jumped <br />into the water. I heard a splash and decided to join her.<br /><br />"The water's warm," I commented as I eased in and we <br />kidded and splashed around. I tried not looking at Jan's <br />tits but that was easier said than done. This whole <br />experience had already had an effect on me. When I get <br />back today I'm going to make myself come silly, I <br />thought. Maybe I'm just too much of a prude. I should <br />just accept this situation for what it is, a casual and <br />private swim with a friend, and besides, I am on <br />vacation! <br /><br />We got out of the water and gathered our things. "Jan, <br />that was the most relaxing time I've ever had. I'm having <br />so much fun. Thanks for bringing me here," I said <br />gratefully.<br /><br />"Your welcome sweetie," I knew you'd like it, there's <br />always something to do around here." <br /><br />"Hey let me look at your painting," I asked. <br /><br />Jan had painted the rock formation that she was facing <br />and on the ground she painted in the blanket and the <br />picnic basket, the bottle of wine and two glasses. I also <br />noticed she had started to outline a figure. It would be <br />the image of me lying on my tummy on the blanket. "Oh Jan <br />that's so beautiful." I said.<br /><br />"We'll need to come back and finish it sometime," she <br />said. Just then I felt a rush of emotion and a tear came <br />to my eye and I lifted my head to face Jan and gave her a <br />hug and said "thanks." Realizing only then that our <br />chests were bare and had brushed against each other for <br />just a few moments. For a moment I felt a rush of <br />pleasure deep in my lions.<br /><br />On the boat ride back I joked with Jan and asked if she <br />always hangs around half nude and she laughed and said, <br />"Any time I think I can get away with it."<br /><br />"I guess I'm quiet a prude," I told her. "I've lived a <br />sheltered life but I did go skinny dipping one time with <br />my girlfriend Sarah when I was around eleven or twelve. <br />Does that count?"<br /><br />Jan laughed, "Ok we'll give it to you." She dropped me <br />off at the cabin and said she would be going home for a <br />couple of days for a family wedding and should be back <br />with her husband sometime next week. The rest of the day <br />I cleaned up around the place and then decided to drive <br />to the general store for milk, bread, some snacks and <br />maybe rent a video. <br /><br />"Hi!" came an enthusiastic and chipper greeting. "You're <br />the lady that's living at the old Jenkins place right?"<br /><br />"Ah, yes I am. I'm Rose. Rose Brooks."<br /><br />"Nice to meet you Mrs. Brooks my name is Emily Anderson.<br /><br />"Please, just call me Rose, and I'm not married." I said. <br />"How did you know where I lived?"<br /><br />"I overheard my Mom and Dad talking about you last week. <br />That a friend of the Jenkins was going to using the cabin <br />for the summer."<br /><br />Emily was a thin tall girl about 5'8". Her hair was jet <br />black and pulled back into a ponytail. She was a pretty <br />girl and looked like a typical teenager complete with <br />gothic style makeup. "Actually I saw you today with Mrs. <br />Harris, I was the one on the swimming deck waving this <br />morning remember?"<br /><br />"Yes of course, I guess you work here?" I asked.<br /><br />"Yep, a couple of days during the week and on the <br />weekends. Keeps me in gas money and helps me from getting <br />too bored," she said.<br /><br />"Well, it was nice to meet you," I said. "See you next <br />time."<br /><br />The next day was another wonderful day. The sun was <br />shinning and after a light breakfast of fruit and bran <br />flakes, I settled down at my laptop and actually started <br />write my thoughts to page. In the last few days I had <br />figured out a main plot, identified some of my <br />characters, and had roughed out chapter one. It was going <br />to be a spy thriller. <br /><br />My experience of such a wonderful day with Jan was still <br />fresh in my mind and each time I thought about her I <br />became excited. The other thing was these new thoughts <br />and feelings I began experiencing the past few days. <br />Thoughts of Jan and her casual attitude towards nudity <br />had me intrigued. Was I attracted to her as in sexual way <br />or was I infatuated with her because of her charm and <br />wit. Today I was confused about my newly aroused bi-<br />sexual feelings. I was as giddy as a schoolgirl. The <br />clean air and sun was relaxing and for the first time in <br />years I was feeling good about myself.<br /><br />So, I thought, what was I going to do today? I thought of <br />Jan and realized that last thing I wanted to do was <br />interpret her the wrong way and risk embarrassing myself. <br />I wondered if Jan was a lesbian, after all, she was <br />married! Was she trying to come on to me, is she just <br />being nice. <br /><br />I was never very good at reading people. Oh well I <br />thought, I'll just play it by ear and either way I'll <br />consider her a friend. By noon I couldn't resist. My mind <br />was hell bent on going back to the secret cove and <br />explore. I packed some snacks, ice and I figured four <br />beers, should be enough. Lets see, book, lotion, beer, <br />ice, junk food, that's it. I loaded the canoe and paddled <br />off. <br /><br />I was getting familiar with the lake's shoreline and as <br />long as I kept close to the shore I could get around. <br />With skill I pulled the canoe up to the shore and laid my <br />stuff and blanket out and popped open a cold beer. I <br />explored the area and saw some foot trails leading into <br />the woods. They looked like cool bike trails and wished I <br />had a bike to check them out but I wasn't going in there <br />alone. <br /><br />After rubbing some sunscreen on, I looked around and <br />considered removing my top. What the hell, there's no one <br />out here. Without a second thought, it was gone. The sun <br />felt warm to my skin. Looking around and seeing that I <br />was alone, I slipped out of my shorts and bikini bottoms <br />and I instantly felt free. I rubbed lotion all over my <br />naked body and especially on my breasts.<br /><br />The last thing I want is a burn on these sensitive little <br />babies I though. I found a comfy spot on the blanket, put <br />my walk-man headphones on, and lay on my back to relax <br />and enjoy the warm energy rays of the sun.<br /><br />Meanwhile Emily saw and recognized Rose as she paddled <br />past her parent's and cottage figured out that she might <br />be going to the cave pools. Thoughts flashed through her <br />mind as she remembered all the things she learned there. <br /><br />Beth, the daughter of friends of the family was three <br />years older than her and at fourteen, Beth was much more <br />developed than Emily. Beth spent two summers with them <br />when Emily was eleven and twelve. When you're only <br />eleven, a fourteen year old seems all grown up. Both <br />girls would ride their bikes on the trails and one day <br />they found this perfect spot. <br /><br />One thing would lead to another and after a few dares, <br />both girls mustered up the courage to go skinny-dipping. <br />Emily was always amazed at how much more developed Beth <br />was. Beth had hair on her pussy and her breasts were more <br />than just two bumps underneath her T-shirts. Beth would <br />always reassure Emily that one day her tits would be big <br />and would probably have a sexier body than her. Both <br />those summers, the girls were inseparable.<br /><br />Emily had a hunch and hoped that Rose might be going <br />there. "Mom, I'm going out for a bike ride, see you <br />later," she said in a raised voice as she mounted her <br />bike and headed toward the trails. <br /><br />On the way she reflected back on all the fun her and Beth <br />had sneaking up and spying on people. Some would just <br />come and explore the cave with nothing interesting <br />happening and other times boy friend with girl friend <br />couples would come and neck. That was cool. Emily still <br />gets horniest when she's peeking. The best peeking was <br />when Mrs. Harris would go there. The first time she saw <br />Mrs. Harris there she was with her husband. They looked <br />around for a while then left. <br /><br />After that Mrs. Harris would come a lot and always by <br />herself. She always took her clothes off and would either <br />paint or just lay and suntan. Sometimes she would take a <br />bath in the cave pools. Mrs. Harris was old but Beth and <br />Emily liked watching her lather her body and shampoo her <br />hair. Mrs. Harris had the biggest set of tits Emily had <br />ever seen. Beth and Emily couldn't keep their eyes off <br />her.<br /><br />Sometimes they would lie perfectly still in the trees for <br />hours watching in amazement. From that spot Beth and <br />Emily had their first lessons on sex. Emily remembered <br />how bushy Mrs. Harris's pussy was and then one day it was <br />bald and smooth just like hers. If anyone caught them <br />there, they would be in big trouble so the girls vowed to <br />keep anything they saw or did their secret. Both girls <br />shared the same bedroom in the cottage; each had their <br />own beds.<br /><br />By the second summer, after a peeping session on Mrs. <br />Harris, the girls giggled and talked about her in bed one <br />night. It was on that night that Beth showed Emily how to <br />get herself off. Beth told her that when she gets all <br />sticky and funny feeling down there, to put her fingers <br />in her pussy and that makes it feel good. Eventually both <br />girls started to practice kiss and play with each other <br />and got pretty good at it.<br /><br />Now it wasn't long before Emily reached the cave pools <br />and snuck to the edge of the tree line with caution as <br />she had done so many times before. With anticipation she <br />saw her there. Her hunch was correct. Emily was amazed at <br />the sight of Rose. She looked so sexy lying there. Emily <br />could see that Rose's breasts were almost flat and <br />reminded her of her own. She noticed that Rose looked <br />almost boyish but yet sexy. She could see Rose's neatly <br />shaven pussy, a narrow patch just above the slit, and she <br />made a mental note to try that sometime.<br /><br />Emily quietly undid her jean shorts and slipped her hand <br />down to her pussy as she had in this very spot so many <br />times before. She came fast, hot, and hard and she wished <br />Beth could be here to help her along.<br /><br />Emily wanted to talk to Rose again. She wondered if it <br />was such a good idea just now but after thinking about <br />how to approach her, she figured on just riding her bike <br />off the path and into the clearing. It would give Rose <br />enough time to see her coming and cover up. Unfortunately <br />for Rose, her headphones prevented her from hearing <br />Emily's approach and it wasn't until Emily had rode <br />across and momentarily blocked Rose's sun did Rose open <br />her eyes.<br /><br />I was in a half sleep and was suddenly startled by a <br />voice. "Hey Rose," <br /><br />"Oh my God!" I screamed, "oh my God, oh my God!" In a <br />panic I searched for my top or something, for anything to <br />cover up with but couldn't find anything. Feeling really <br />stupid, and in a panic, I crossed my arms over my chest <br />to cover up.<br /><br />"I'm sorry if I surprised you," said a familiar voice.<br /><br />"Oh uh, hi Emily," was all I could blurt out. "Oh my God <br />I'm so embarrassed. You startled me," I said nervously <br />still looking around for something to cover up with. I <br />was thinking where the hell is my top dam it?<br /><br />As if she could read my mind, "It's right behind you," <br />she said.<br /><br />"Thanks." After a few moments of panic, I asked, "So what <br />brings you here?"<br /><br />"I come here all the time," she said. I've been coming <br />here since I was eleven."<br /><br /> "I didn't think anyone knew about this spot," feeling <br />stupid after I had said it.<br /><br />"Everyone around here knows about the cave, I come here <br />all the time to think and hang out," Emily told me.<br /><br />"How old are you anyway?" I asked.<br /><br />"I'll be seventeen next month," she said proudly. "I'll <br />be in the twelfth grade." Which is how the Canadians <br />describe their senior year I gathered.<br /><br />"You in college?" she asked. "Thanks but no, I'm thirty <br />years old. That must seem ancient to you," I said.<br /><br />"No not really. You look so much younger," she <br />complimented mew.<br /><br />"Uh Listen Emily, I'm sorry about what you saw, I thought <br />I was all alone here," I said so as not to scare her off. <br />"I hope you're not offended," I said apologetically.<br /><br />"Ah it's ok, I do it all the time."<br /><br />"What sneak up on people who are sun tanning topples?" I <br />said jokingly.<br /><br />"I tan nude here all the time!" she said.<br /><br />"Really?" I asked. "Ya, Beth and me used to skinny dip <br />and nude tan all the time."<br /><br />"Really!" was all I could say. "Who's Beth?"<br /><br />"She was my best friend."<br /><br />"Weren't you afraid of getting caught, like you caught <br />me?"<br /><br />"Well I guess we were at first but I was only eleven <br />years old when we first started. After awhile we hoped <br />that someone would see us. It was sort of a turn on," She <br />said.<br /><br />"You're kidding right?" I asked.<br /><br />"No," she said.<br /><br />It seemed that Emily had explored every nook and cranny <br />on this lake and offered to show me around if I liked. We <br />talked for a while and she seemed like a normal 16-year <br />old. Her Mom, like many others live at the lake during <br />the summer and her father comes up on the weekends. <br />Fortunately for Emily, the general store gave her a part <br />time job for the summer so that she could earn and still <br />come to the lake.<br /><br />"Don't you miss your friends at home?" I asked her.<br /><br />"I don't really have many friends. Most kids don't like <br />me very much."<br /><br />"No way!" I said, "You seem like a nice person, I like <br />you!"<br /><br />"Gee thanks," see said, "you're pretty cool yourself."<br /><br />I thought she was blushing when I told her that.<br /><br />"Beth couldn't make it this year," she told me. "She has <br />to work. She's already in college. I got a lucky break <br />with the general store so I came up with Mum," she <br />explained. "Maybe we can be friends." I said.<br /><br />"Mind if I catch a few rays with you?" Emily asked.<br /><br />"No not at all," I said and I patted the blanket for her <br />to sit down.<br /><br />"I have the day off today so I have all afternoon," she <br />said. Emily removed her Tee shirt and revealed more of <br />her young firm body. She wasn't built much bigger than I. <br />My breasts were as small as hers but then again I'm 30 <br />and she's only sixteen. Her tits looked perfect on her. <br />Her body was nicely formed and I envied her youth. She <br />was wearing a pair of kaki shorts and a hot pink bikini <br />top that looked awesome on her. Truly Botticelli had her <br />in mind when he sculpted the statue of God Venus I <br />thought. I handed Emily the sunscreen and I reached for a <br />beer. "I'd offer you one but I think you'd get in <br />trouble."<br /><br />"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone," she replied so I gave <br />her one. She gulped it down almost all at once. <br /><br />"Hey Emily, you're going to get wasted like that."<br /><br />"Sorry," was all she said. We talked for a while and she <br />told me about the caves and trails. I told her I didn't <br />have a bike but maybe she could show me some of the caves <br />some time. She looked very pleased that I would ask her. <br /><br />She slipped her shorts off revealing a skimpy and sexy <br />bikini. She rubbed sunscreen on her front and asked if I <br />would do her back. Secretly I admitted I wanted to. I <br />rubbed the sunscreen on her back and shoulders. I did her <br />thighs tried not to get too close to her pussy when I <br />rubbed her upper legs. I rubbed the oily solution along <br />her back again and down the side of her chest barely <br />brushing her small tits through her top.<br /><br />This is one little sexy vixen I thought to myself. I gave <br />her a light slap on her leg and said, "all done!" "You <br />mind getting my back?" I asked. I lay down on my tummy <br />and she worked her hands on my back and shoulders. Her <br />hands glided like silk over my legs and thighs and back <br />to my shoulders. When she moved back down to the tops of <br />my legs. I spread my thighs open a little, trying not to <br />be obvious about it, hoping she would go in just a little <br />further.<br /><br />She started rubbing my shoulders again, "Ah that feels <br />soooo good," I said letting out an involuntary moan. <br />"Where did you learn to give messages? You can give me a <br />rub down anytime," feeling totally stupid after saying <br />it. I thought. God, I am stupid. She's going to think I'm <br />a pervert or something.<br /><br />"Beth and me read some books on message therapy and we <br />practiced on each other, she explained. "I'm thinking of <br />going for sports therapy."<br /><br />"Well I think you're pretty good at," was all I could <br />say.<br /><br />"Thanks," she replied. "If you want, I can give you my <br />five minute special. They say practice makes perfect." <br />Before I could answer Emily had already began her routine <br />and explaining what she was doing and for what muscle. <br /><br />The five minutes seemed like hours. I was experiencing <br />euphoria. My sexual desires were boiling over and I knew <br />that if I rolled over my wet spot would give me away. <br />Sometimes Emily's fingers would inadvertently get caught <br />up under my bikini bottoms and that would just help my <br />lust boil even more.<br /><br />All the while, Emily was explaining her technique and <br />then she straddled me, sitting upright on my butt. This <br />she said would allow her to transfer all her weight to <br />her hands. Her legs were touching mine and her body felt <br />hot on my skin. Did she know what she was doing to me? <br />God I was getting really hot. This whole experience was <br />unbelievable. I'm getting an awesome message by a sexy <br />young girl and we're both topless at that. Shit they'd <br />never believe what's been happening to me back home.<br /><br />Shit! What am I saying? I better not tell anyone about <br />this at all.<br /><br />Emily had finished and asked me, what I thought? "That <br />was great, maybe I can return the favor sometime but I'm <br />afraid I'm not as good as you." I said hoping she would <br />take me up on it. I think at that point I crossed the <br />line. I wanted this girl. I knew this was wrong. Having <br />sexual feelings for Jan, and now for Emily, these were <br />new emotions for me and I decided if the opportunity came <br />up, I was going to fuck this young thing. Still topless <br />Emily spoke and broke my train of thought. "Beth and me <br />gave ourselves messages all the time," she said. "Beth <br />called it practice time."<br /><br />"Well," I said, "I think you'll make a good masseur."<br /><br />"So Emily, are there any guys around here?"<br /><br />"Are you kidding," the youngest guy around here is over <br />fifty, most of the guys stay home and work and stuff, <br />none of the teenagers come up any more except maybe for a <br />weekend.<br /><br />"Do you have a boy friend?" I asked her. She looked at me <br />and then leaned her head down a little and said, "No, <br />most guys are jerks," she said. "All the guys at school <br />go after the girls with big boobs, not to many go after <br />me."<br /><br />"Sounds like how it was when I was in school, it hasn't <br />changed much I guess." I told her. "As you can see, I'm <br />pretty much lacking in that area," I told her, "but <br />you're still growing. I've got about all I'm going to get <br />out of these babies," I said and we both laughed. <br /><br />Emily went on to tell me about school, boys, her likes <br />and dislikes, and sports. As she spoke I noticed how her <br />skin was now oily and glisten in the sun. <br />She was cute and animated when she spoke. I got the <br />distinct impression Emily was flirting with me. I <br />suggested we go for a swim. "I think all this hot sun and <br />talk of boys is getting me hot and bothered." I sat up <br />and ran into the rock pool water and hoped she wouldn't <br />see my wet spot on my bikini bottoms. <br /><br />Emily joined me in the water. "They should name this Lake <br />Topless," I joked, "I think everyone I've met around here <br />including me is into topless swimming."<br /><br />Emily didn't seem shy at all. I was more nerved than she <br />and I began to wonder who was teasing who.<br /><br />"Do you skinny dip a lot here Emily?"<br /><br />"All the time, but during the day there are too many <br />folks that come by, Beth and me found another spot last <br />year that's off the trails."<br /><br />"More privacy than this! Can you take me there some <br />time?" I asked enchanted by how casual she was about this <br />whole event. "Maybe we should put our tops back on before <br />someone sees us?" I said.<br /><br />"I don't see anyone around," Emily said smiling, and with <br />that she pulled off her bikini bottoms. Not to be out <br />done by a kid, I did the same and slipped out of mine. I <br />tried to be casual as I waded around in the water. "Do <br />you do this with all the strange woman you meet?" I asked <br />with a flirting tone of voice. <br /><br />"Only the ones that turn me on," she said, staring <br />directly into my eyes. I thought she was truly beautiful, <br />God I wanted her, what was I thinking? I'm not supposed <br />to feel that way towards another woman, towards a kid! <br />This is nuts! I pondered the feelings for a few moments <br />and attributed them to the fact that I hadn't been laid <br />in two years. I moved closer to her in the water and <br />asked, "Would it be ok if I kissed you?"<br /><br />"Yeah, I'd like that," she said in a whispered voice and <br />her mouth opened to receive my probing tongue. <br /><br />We kissed and felt each other up for a few minutes and I <br />probed her tight pussy with my fingers. She told me she <br />was so horny but I realized Emily was a minor and if <br />someone saw us I could be in deep shit! <br /><br />"We can't do this here Emily," and reluctantly we both <br />got dressed and decided to meet later. God we were so hot <br />for each other. I never felt a passion so strong and I <br />could see that Emily was trembling.<br /><br />"I've never done anything like this with an older woman," <br />she said.<br /><br />"Have you ever been with another girl before?" I asked.<br /><br />"Maybe. Have you ever been with another woman before?" <br />she asked me.<br /><br />"Well not exactly. I've been nude around other woman <br />before," I said with a quizzical look on my face. "Why?" <br /><br />"Yesterday I went biking and saw you and Hrs. Harris <br />here," Emily said with a little smile on her face. "She <br />has huge tits doesn't she?" she asked.<br /><br />"That's for sure, you little spy," I said grabbing her <br />and wrestling her to the ground. "We didn't do anything," <br />I quickly added.<br /><br />"I know," Emily said and I leaned into her and kissed her <br />on the lips. Our mouths opened quickly to accept each <br />others probing tongues. Emily wrapped her arms around me <br />and pushed her tongue deep into my mouth. Oh God I was on <br />fire! I had to come up for air. "Where did you learn to <br />kiss like that?"<br /><br />"Practice," she said smiling. <br /><br />"With who? Other girls?"<br /><br />"Maybe," she replied teasingly.<br /><br />For the next few days, I only saw Emily when I went to <br />the general store. She got some additional hours and <br />wanted to earn the money. Me on the other hand, I dreamt <br />about fucking her with my vibrator and wondering just how <br />much girl-girl action she's had and with whom. Jan came <br />back to the lake and her husband stayed up a long <br />weekend. She invited me over for diner and I had a chance <br />to meet Doug. You know how one sometimes imagines what <br />someone's spouse might look like? <br /><br />Well Doug and Jan just didn't look like they were a <br />couple. Doug was really quite boring and sort of nerdy. <br />No wonder she leaves him home alone and comes up to the <br />lake. I told Jan I had met Emily down at the store and <br />she took me exploring on some of the hiking paths but I <br />didn't tell her any details. "She a cute little thing <br />isn't she" Jan commented. "Nice girls her and Beth" Jan <br />stated. "I'm sure she told you all about Beth. She's as <br />good as lost without her around I think."<br /><br />That week I met Emily's parents and we had a drink <br />together at the local watering hole. They are a nice <br />couple and we got along great. Emily's Mom said if I ever <br />needed anything just get a hold of her from the general <br />store, they know the number or if Emily is there, just <br />let her know. Little did they know that their little <br />Emily had already given me what I needed? The next few <br />days were great days to work on my book.<br /><br />My mind ran wild with creative ideas for the book and I <br />had thoughts of Emily and me in bed. I wasn't sure I <br />could ever work it to see Emily alone again but if <br />there's a will, there's a way. I decided to drive up to <br />the general store and rent The Sent of A Woman video and <br />also to have a chance to see Emily.<br /><br />The store was pretty quiet and Rose and Emily had a <br />chance to talk for a while. Emily's parents were headed <br />home for the night tomorrow. Her Dad would stay back in <br />the city again and her Mom would return back the <br />following day. Emily told her parents she needed the <br />money and didn't want to miss a day of work. It was <br />Saturday and they had her scheduled all day. She wanted <br />to stay back and work since she'd be home alone for only <br />one night they agreed but her Mom would have someone <br />check in on Emily to make sure she'd be all right.<br /><br />I knew what she had in mind and I suggested to Emily to <br />check with her mother and that she would be welcome to <br />stay at the cabin with me. Tell her I'd enjoy the company <br />and you'd have an adult watching over you.<br /><br />We laughed and she said she'd give it try. What a <br />brilliant plan. The next morning Emily's Mom drove by and <br />asked me if it would be ok with me. She's sixteen and <br />they've left her before but she'd feel better knowing <br />Emily wasn't alone at night. I agreed to have Emily over, <br />we had an iced tea together and she was on her way. That <br />day my excitement was overwhelming.<br /><br />I went up to the general store and picked up a case of <br />wine coolers and winked at Emily as she rung me out. We <br />both knew that after tonight, nothing would be the same.<br /><br />Emily arrived a little after six. I had prepared a salad <br />and put a couple of steaks on the grill. I could see that <br />Emily was nervous and I had butterflies in my stomach as <br />well. We kissed passionately and that put us both at <br />ease. During diner we had a couple of wine coolers but <br />neither of us needed any encouragement. <br /><br />We cleaned up the dishes and went into the bedroom to <br />slip on something more comfortable. Emily saw my lingerie <br />drawer and was dying to try some on. "We're about the <br />same size Rose let me try some on?" she asked.<br /><br />"Sure Emily anything you want." <br /><br />We undressed and dressed each other in different outfits <br />and kidding around, we posed like a couple of sluts. We <br />talked like best friends at a sleep over. "So what are <br />some of the things you and Beth did around here?" I asked <br />flopping down on the bed. <br /><br />Emily told stories of how they would explore the caves <br />and trails. Some of the best games were spying games. <br /><br />"What were your spying games?" I asked with interest.<br /><br />"No way, you don't want to know."<br /><br />"Yes I do, come on, I'll tell you some secret stuff I did <br />when I was a kid."<br /><br />"Ok well we used to sneak up some of the other kids <br />around here and catch them doing stuff they weren't <br />suppose to do you know like drinking or smoking. Stuff <br />like that. I was only eleven. We'd get ice cream and <br />candies bought for us to keep us quiet but then one night <br />it got real interesting. There's something you should <br />know about Mrs. Harris."<br /><br />"Really! What?"<br /><br />"Well one night we were sneaking around her place. Beth <br />was fifteen and I was twelve. Beth knew everything about <br />anything I Thought. You know at night if you have lights <br />on in your cottage you can't see anyone outside right?"<br /><br />I nodded and then realized what I had done a couple of <br />nights ago and made a mental note to keep the lights off <br />since there's no dam drapes in the place. Mrs. Harris was <br />stark naked on her couch watching porno movies.<br /><br />"Wow that's hot!"<br /><br />"Ya that's what we thought to. She had a real big set of <br />tits and we were only used to seeing each other's. We <br />must have been outside her window for almost an hour <br />watching her and the TV. We could see the TV better than <br />we could see Mrs. Harris because of the big arm rests on <br />her sofa but still we caught a pretty good peek. Man we <br />were horny."<br /><br />"So what did you do?" <br /><br />"There were bunk beds in my room and Beth and I shared <br />the same room when she visited. That night for the first <br />time we both had an orgasm. I've been playing with myself <br />ever since."<br /><br />I've never done anything like that before," I told her. <br />"Actually I've never told anyone one this but when I was <br />around eleven or twelve my friend Sarah and I went skinny <br />dipping in her pool one night. I remember how skinny and <br />flat we were. It was pretty funny now that I think about <br />it. Anyway, we had to be quiet so her parents wouldn't <br />hear us. When we got out of the pool it was so cold we <br />both wrapped ourselves in a huge towel butt naked <br />touching chest to chest holding ourselves tightly to keep <br />warm."<br /><br />She paused for a moment, "I know this isn't as exciting <br />as your stories but after that, Sarah and I would have <br />sleepovers and we would pet and feel each other up. That <br />was my only girl-girl experience until you came along <br />Emily."<br /><br />I looked at the pretty teenager for a moment and then <br />asked, "So what else happened with you guys?"<br /><br />"Well, sometimes we'd go over to Mrs. Harris's place <br />because she wanted to practice painting humans and wanted <br />us to be her models. All we would have to do is lay <br />around and sun tan and try not to move too much. To be <br />honest, Beth and I liked going over there because we <br />could drink as much Pepsi as we wanted, and we were <br />hoping to sneak a look at her big tits again."<br /><br />"So what happened there?" I asked.<br /><br />"Every time Beth and I went over, Mrs. Harris insisted we <br />have enough sunscreen on so as not to burn. She would <br />always be the one rubbing it on us when we were there, or <br />she'd make us rub it on each other while she watched. A <br />lot of times she wanted us to rub sunscreen on her so she <br />wouldn't burn. Beth and I liked feeling her body when we <br />spread the sunscreen on." Emily laughed at the memory of <br />it.<br /><br />"And later, when Beth and I were alone, we would rub and <br />pet our pussies until we came. Usually she would let us <br />take turns rubbing her with sunscreen. I never had the <br />nerve to feel her tits or pussy but Beth always did when <br />she thought I wasn't looking. On one occasion her friend <br />from art class was staying with her for a few days and <br />both of them wanted to paint us. Her friend looked <br />younger than Mrs. Harris and pretty skinny. When her <br />friend was there, Mrs. Harris wouldn't let us rub any <br />sunscreen on her, and her friend mostly wore a wrap or <br />cover up from the sun. I thought that was different." <br /><br />She paused reflectively, "After those three days, we <br />never saw her friend again. That summer Mrs. Harris would <br />ask Beth more than me to rub sunscreen on her. I finally <br />figured that Mrs. Harris had the hots for Beth because <br />she was three years older than me and had some nubs for <br />tits. Secretly I felt a little jealous. Beth wouldn't <br />admit it but I think she wanted to have sex with her.<br /><br />"With all this talk I'm so fucking horny I want to fuck <br />you," I said. With that we leaned into each other <br />touching and lying side to side on the bed and began to <br />finish what we had both started back at the cave. <br /><br />My thoughts and emotions were racing a mile a minute. My <br />heart was about to pound right out of its cavity Her kiss <br />felt so good and warm. My pussy felt hot and sticky. Oh <br />my God we were so hot for each other. I was the gentle <br />aggressor and Emily willingly submitted to me. We <br />undressed slowly savoring our bodies with our eyes and <br />devouring each other with our tongues. I sucked on <br />breasts and she found my pussy and slipped her lean <br />fingers deep inside.<br /><br />Emily made me wild with passion and I instinctively <br />wanted to suck her pussy with my mouth. For the first <br />time in my life I kissed, sucked, and tasted another <br />woman's juices. Emily returned the favor and I came hard. <br />It was the best orgasm I had ever experienced and like a <br />drug addict, I craved for more and more.<br /><br />We spent the better part of the night there together, <br />tightly in each other's arms enjoying the afterglow of <br />the experience. I could not have ever imagined it so. We <br />stayed there together as one until the late morning sun's <br />rays filtered through the window and woke us up.<br /><br />"Ah shit! It's Jan," I moaned. Seeing her tie off the <br />boat to the dock through the lake view windows and making <br />her way up the path. "Fuck I forgot she was coming over <br />this morning," I said.<br /><br />"Shit, now what?" she said.<br /><br />"Emily, just jump in the shower and by the time you get <br />out I will have explained how your Mom asked if you could <br />stay over, don't worry about it." I told her. "Now calm <br />down." <br /><br />"Good morning Jan!" I kind of slept in and forgot all <br />about brunch. I'm not even showered or anything." <br /><br />"Hey don't worry about it," Jan replied and gave Rose a <br />peck on the cheek. "I had a guest last night," I said. <br />"Emily stayed over and was just getting ready to go to <br />work."<br /><br />As Rose explained the story how it was that Emily was <br />here, Jan heard the shower running and noticed there were <br />no blankets or pillows out on the sofa. There was only <br />one small bedroom and she concluded that both women had <br />slept together. Jan also noticed the funky scent on <br />Rose's face when she cheek kissed her not minutes before.<br /><br />"That was nice of you to let her stay." Jan replied. <br />"After brunch do you want to come to my place, I promised <br />to show you works" All three women had some brunch <br />together. Emily went to work for noon and Rose showered <br />and got dressed while Jan finished doing the dishes.<br /><br />Once at Jan's, they mixed margaritas in the blender and <br />drank while Jan showed off her works. Her loft was Jan's <br />studio. Small but brightly lit from the three skylights <br />and one wall was completely mirrored. Rose was amazed how <br />many paintings Jan had done. Some finished and others <br />were work in progress. Rose noticed several paintings of <br />two little girls sleeping on a blanket. Rose also saw the <br />one of her from last week that wasn't finished.<br /><br />"I'd like to finish that one before you leave next month <br />Rose." Both women mixed another pitcher of margaritas and <br />went back up to the loft. "Rose I'd like to paint you in <br />the nude, what do you say?" asked Jan.<br /><br />"I thought you'd never ask," and without a further word, <br />I removed my shorts and tank top and asked, "How do you <br />want me?" <br /><br />She said how about on the floor and Jan came and knelt <br />down beside me and held me. "I would like to kiss you if <br />that's ok," Jan said quietly and with that, she kissed me <br />square on the lips. I didn't resist.<br /><br />"Oh Rose I'm so hot for you. You don't know how much I've <br />wanted to be with you but was afraid of your rejection." <br />She said with heavy breaths. "After I saw you and Emily I <br />knew that you wouldn't reject me."<br /><br />I kissed her and told her I wanted he to. Jan and I <br />kissed and sucked each other like two ravenous beasts <br />over prey. Jan was defiantly experienced in women to <br />women loving and I was instantly addicted to her. I <br />couldn't get enough of this older woman. Jan knew exactly <br />what I wanted and needed. <br /><br />We made love all afternoon stopping only for a short rest <br />and back to it again. We couldn't get enough of each <br />other and for the first time in my confused little life, <br />I things clearly. Jan had all the toys that woman could <br />wish for. <br /><br />She used that strap-on dick like she was a guy and I <br />enjoyed having her fuck me with it. I lived with Jan in <br />her cottage for the rest of the summer and she taught me <br />well in the ways of lesbian love. I thought of Emily and <br />we debated whether or not we should have her over but <br />decided against it because of her age.<br /><br />Mid August came too fast and furious. School had begun <br />and I approached life with a new vigor and enthusiasm. I <br />thanked Amy. For the use of her cabin and wondered to <br />myself if she had any idea what goes on up there. Next <br />weekend, I was going to start looking for nice girl and <br />settle down.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-76874168324747133372009-01-02T18:43:00.000-08:002009-01-02T18:45:59.509-08:00New Year's Eve<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtwFZyacwsXEZaVSapHWUQWU_LLi_BPGR6HbSdWfgqnZgqYVZrTI4zpPU8ulbIFlAVxNeVWPRXC2Ysi_94m3Kv0nxFI6uwzGUuoRlUtQakIS-6R7ghPGdjr3ncNyap6LYxKkKQPY7ONz9E/s1600-h/ChampagnePOP.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtwFZyacwsXEZaVSapHWUQWU_LLi_BPGR6HbSdWfgqnZgqYVZrTI4zpPU8ulbIFlAVxNeVWPRXC2Ysi_94m3Kv0nxFI6uwzGUuoRlUtQakIS-6R7ghPGdjr3ncNyap6LYxKkKQPY7ONz9E/s320/ChampagnePOP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286893139270782258" /></a><br />By Lei<br /><br />The tight red dress I had on was not very comfortable, <br />so I tried to find a place to sit where I could kind of <br />hike it up and let my body breathe a little. I found a <br />perfect couch-like chair in the corner of the crowded <br />office, where I sat down, pulled my dress up, and <br />draped my coat over my lap so I wouldn't flash anyone. <br />If someone asked me, I'd just say I was cold.<br /><br />I had a tall glass of champagne in my hand, but I <br />wasn't feeling very festive. My lover of the past year <br />had decided she wanted something new, which meant <br />someone new, so I was dateless and bitchy. I hadn't <br />really wanted to go to the party, but my boss was very <br />explicit that she wanted everyone to attend. So I <br />sucked it up and dropped in, but I was ready to leave.<br /><br />"Oh, Liane. I'm so glad you made it. Isn't this fun?" I <br />looked up at the person to give them a snide answer, <br />but when I saw it was Jean, my boss, I held it in. She <br />was all decked out for the night, wearing a royal blue <br />velvet pantsuit with a plunging neckline, and diamonds <br />dripping from her earlobes. She actually looked kind of <br />sexy, but I was in too bad a mood to really notice.<br /><br />"Do you need a refill?" she asked, looking at my <br />wineglass.<br /><br />I mustered a smile. "Sure, I'll have another." I barely <br />noticed when she replaced my champagne with a <br />Screwdriver, heavy on the vodka. I drank it down, <br />gasping as the fiery liquid coursed down my throat.<br /><br />"Wow, this is pretty potent." I commented, feeling a <br />little warm.<br /><br />I had never had much of a tolerance for alcohol. "Oh, <br />yes, but it's the holidays! You need to have a little <br />fun!" said Jean, putting her hand on my shoulder. She <br />seemed a little tipsy, having downed a couple of shots <br />herself. Her eyes were a little red, and her face was <br />flushed.<br /><br />"Sure, I guess so." I gulped down the rest of my drink, <br />and grabbed a beer from someone that was passing by. <br />After I finished it, I was feeling pretty happy. The <br />voices of people around me were becoming slurred into <br />one musical hum, and the dim lights of the office made <br />it feel as if I were in the middle of a dream. <br /><br />I stood up, deciding I needed a little fresh air. I had <br />forgotten that my dress was lifted up to my hips, so <br />when I stood, the coat fell from my lap, and my red <br />lace panties peeked out from under the folds of my <br />dress. I saw Jean's eyes follow the curve of my body <br />down to my crotch area, and found myself getting <br />excited.<br /><br />She leaned over and whispered in my ear. "What do you <br />say we move this party into my office?"<br /><br />I followed her eagerly, and she took my hand, leading <br />me to her corner office down the hall from the party. <br />Locking the door behind us, she turned and stared at me <br />lustily. "I've had my eye on you for a while," she <br />said, running her finger down my bare arm, causing me <br />to shiver. <br /><br />I never realized what a beautiful woman she was. She <br />had long, thick blonde hair that curled over her <br />shoulders, grazing her breasts provocatively. Her dark <br />eyes were probing mine, waiting for a response.<br /><br />"I've been watching you to." I replied, not believing I <br />was admitting this to my boss. <br /><br />Suddenly, she pulled me into her arms and gave me a <br />long, passionate kiss, her hot tongue exploring my <br />mouth. She reached behind me and unzipped my dress, <br />letting it fall to the floor in a silky red puddle. She <br />stepped back, admiring my form. I hadn't worn a bra, so <br />my breasts were bare, nipples hard as rocks. My brief <br />panties were red stretch lace, barely covering my <br />mound, and a tiny g-string up the back was nestled <br />between my round ass cheeks. She smiled appreciatively, <br />and began undressing herself. <br /><br />First, she unbuttoned her suit jacket, flinging it onto <br />the floor. She was wearing a black lace teddy <br />underneath, her huge breasts straining against the <br />material. She took off her pants then, and I could see <br />there was nothing covering her pussy. The dark blond <br />curls covering that delicious cunt were exposed, making <br />my own cunt throb with desire. <br /><br />She kept her three inch black leather heels on, which <br />made her calf muscles in her long legs stand out even <br />more, and added to her already impressive height. Jean <br />sat down on her desk, spreading her legs open so I <br />could see between her legs. <br /><br />"Do you like what you see?" she drawled, using her <br />fingers to spread open the lips of her pussy.<br /><br />"Y-yes..." I said, finding it hard to concentrate on <br />what she was saying. I was just focusing on her <br />fingers, which were slowly rubbing circles on her <br />swollen clit.<br /><br />"Do you want to come here and lick my cunt?" she <br />barked, more of a demand than a request.<br /><br />"Yes." I said quickly, crossing the room and kneeling <br />in front of her.<br /><br />"First you must put on a little show for me." she said, <br />closing her legs.<br /><br />"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.<br /><br />"I want you to play with yourself for me."<br /><br />"What?"<br /><br />Jean smiled. "I said, I want you to play with yourself. <br />Take off your panties and lie on the carpet."<br /><br />I obeyed, and lay on the floor, totally nude. "Now, I <br />want you to spread your legs and put your fingers on <br />your cunt." She was enjoying herself.<br /><br />I spread my thighs and touched my burning pussy, <br />feeling it pulse under my touch.<br /><br />"Open your legs wider. There, that's it. Now put your <br />fingers inside your cunt, and get them wet with your <br />juices." I did as I was told, and moaned a bit as I <br />felt how hot and wet I was. I shoved my fingers in and <br />out, feeling waves of lust ride through my body.<br /><br />She got off the desk and took off the rest of her <br />clothes. Straddling me, she rubbed her mound on mine, <br />grinding down so our wetness mixed. With her clit <br />against mine, we bucked and moaned together, close to <br />coming. When she stood up, I gasped in protest, wanting <br />her to let me come. <br /><br />She went to her desk and got out a double dildo, and I <br />smiled with pleasure. She inserted one side into my <br />flaming pussy, and it went in easily, lubricated by my <br />juices. She sat on the other half, letting it sink into <br />her open cunt. She rode it with ecstasy, screaming and <br />moaning. She placed her fingers on my clit, and I was <br />in paradise, the dildo being pushed in and out, my clit <br />being rubbed vigorously by my wild lover. <br /><br />When we both came, she took away the dildo and lay <br />beside me, intent on giving me more pleasure. She <br />rammed three fingers into my cunt, and I dripped all <br />over her hand, my cum coating her fingers thickly. She <br />pulled them out only to suck off my juices, then <br />inserted them again.<br /><br />"Yeah, Liane, you love this, don't you? You like having <br />me fuck you like this! I can make you come again and <br />again, just let me fuck you all night long."<br /><br />I screamed, "Yes! Yes! Fuck me please! Ooh, yeah, that <br />feels so fucking good!" My hips rocked, wanting her to <br />go deeper inside. She responded by burying her face <br />between my thighs, licking and sucking on my clit like <br />a madwoman. I came in one dizzying, screaming rush, and <br />lay there panting and sweating, weak from a monstrous <br />climax.<br /><br />"How's your New Year's Eve now, baby?" she asked, <br />placing my hand on her pussy.<br /><br />"Just fine," I replied. "Just fine."LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-16143582648403329842008-12-14T12:44:00.000-08:002008-12-14T12:46:11.173-08:00Waxed<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXBladePDoRmVgaDW47boVaDjw8alNX3KCHnhQFvbMMHFyA4i4ggAwIhr4Y2pucGTPXOBGN7M2OYqQPtT8aWGAQMI2e6NHknv_RDRAEzAjwpmbtYcWnT9VtDvvWXHxD4NhaNX3OhXrk9r8/s1600-h/waxing-746020.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXBladePDoRmVgaDW47boVaDjw8alNX3KCHnhQFvbMMHFyA4i4ggAwIhr4Y2pucGTPXOBGN7M2OYqQPtT8aWGAQMI2e6NHknv_RDRAEzAjwpmbtYcWnT9VtDvvWXHxD4NhaNX3OhXrk9r8/s320/waxing-746020.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279749800455156690" /></a><br />By T. Rex<br /><br />"Amanda..."<br /><br />I snapped out of my daze.<br /><br />"Your room is ready, please follow me."<br /><br />Nervously, I got up and followed the receptionist. "See you <br />in a little bit," my co-worker Jenny whispered as she <br />winked at me. This was my first time at a waxing salon. It <br />was odd how I ended up here to begin with. Lately I felt I <br />was losing my touch with men. Now don't get me wrong, I <br />still believe I'm a very attractive woman. <br /><br />Maybe it's the fact that I'm getting older and showing <br />signs of age. (I'll be turning 34 this year.) Or perhaps... <br />I don't know exactly how to phrase this, perhaps it's <br />because I'm not always the kindest of people. Some would <br />probably down right call me a bitch. Or quite possibly, my <br />reputation of being a tease has finally caught up to me. <br /><br />Anyway, for whatever reason, I felt I needed to do <br />something to spice up my act. Something that I thought <br />would enhance my sexual appeal. I just didn't know what <br />that "something" was... until my co-worker Jenny gave me <br />this coupon for a free waxing. It was kind of odd, since <br />personally I didn't think Jenny liked me that much. In <br />fact, the way I acted towards her sometimes, I wouldn't <br />have been surprised if she thought I was a bitch.<br /><br />"Here we go. Please step inside, and I'll go over a few <br />things with you." She closed the door behind us. "I see you <br />were referred to us by Jenny, that's wonderful" she rambled <br />on as I took a seat on the opposite side of a small table <br />from her. "We have a couple of quick forms you to sign. <br />More or less it states that today's services will be <br />absolutely free of any monetary charges and is a promotion <br />to attract more business."<br /><br />Her calm and professional demeanor eased my mind a little. <br />I was more than a little skeptical about this place. It <br />wasn't in the best part of town. After all, it was in the <br />same building as the only sex shop/XXX video store in our <br />small town. "I'd like to also say that we treat all of our <br />customer's needs in strict confidentiality." That phrase <br />captured my attention again. "Now if you liked to sign the <br />form here and we can get started." I quickly signed without <br />paying too much attention to the "contract.". The <br />receptionist handed me a medical gown and asked me to strip <br />to whatever I was comfortable with and then left the room.<br /><br />I decided to only strip to my underwear. I was still <br />uncertain to whether or not I wanted to go "all-the-way" <br />with the waxing. After all, I had no idea how much it was <br />going to hurt. Besides, I didn't want the wax therapist to <br />think I was a slut or anything like that. I'd try to be <br />subtle about it, just in case this place didn't do "that" <br />sort of waxing. In a few minutes, I heard a knock on the <br />door. A mid-age lady entered the room. She looked very <br />professional. She was of a trim build, had her hair tied <br />back in a knot, and wore a medical lab coat. <br /><br />Probably in her mid forties, she looked attractive for her <br />age in a refined sort of way. She introduced herself as <br />Sarah and asked me where I wanted to start as she directed <br />me towards the examination table in the center of the room.<br /><br />Waxing the legs was not nearly as painful as I thought it <br />would be, probably largely due to her expertise and care in <br />the procedure. After she finished me legs, she massaged a <br />little lotion on them a little to make them feel better and <br />asked if there was anything else I wanted done, like my <br />back or armpits. Without saying a word and looking at her <br />shyly, I pulled down my panties. Boy, I hope she didn't <br />notice I was a little moist down there. Perhaps it was my <br />imagination, but I thought a saw a little smirk on her <br />face.<br /><br />As she walked to the desk she mentioned that this would <br />hurt more than my legs. I told her she I thought I could <br />handle it. She pulled a pair of scissor out from the desk <br />drawer and started cutting my pubic hair. She told me that <br />she could only do small strips at a time; otherwise it <br />would hurt too much. I was glad that it seemed like she <br />knew what she was doing and was keeping a very professional <br />and serious composure. <br /><br />She asked me to hold me legs apart with my hands at my <br />ankles. She said this was to prevent me from flailing <br />around too much. It turned out this was for good reason. <br />The first strip was excruciatingly painful. So much so that <br />my knee jerking reflexes made me let go of my leg and <br />accidentally kicked her. I apologized. She chuckled a bit <br />and seemed to have a good sense of humor about it. She <br />tried again. I let go of my legs once more. At least this <br />time I managed not to hit her, but it was a near miss.<br /><br />"Hmmm. I'm not so sure this is going to work." She said as <br />she walked towards her desk once again. I looked down at my <br />throbbing pussy. It was nicely groomed, but I was <br />discouraged at just how little she was able to pull off. <br />Boy when she meant that she could only do small amount at a <br />time, she was joking! I heard her shuffling around in the <br />drawer again a little bit and then came back.<br /><br />"Perhaps these will help." She was holding some leather <br />straps. Before I had time to protest, she already had one <br />of straps securely fastening one of my ankles to my wrist. <br />I decided not to say anything, largely because I didn't <br />want her to stop without completing the job. After all, I <br />had the courage come this far. I convinced myself this was <br />for her own safety, as I didn't want to kick her to death <br />before this day was over. <br /><br />Once both of arms where strapped to my legs she got back to <br />work. Obviously, the straps didn't lessen the pain at all, <br />and I was really tensing up after each pull of the wax <br />strip - scrunching up my face in agony. At least up to this <br />point I wasn't screaming or making too much noise. After <br />all, I didn't want anyone in else to hear me. I'd really be <br />embarrassed then.<br /><br />"Tisk, tisk, tisk, I know it's hard, but you've got to try <br />to relax," she stated. "Scrunching up your face like that <br />is going to leave you with wrinkles. You wouldn't want that <br />to happen, would you? Here, let me give you something for <br />your face to help you out." <br /><br />Sarah came back with what looked liked to be a heated pad <br />in the shape of one of those blindfold sleeping masks. <br />Here, this will prevent you from tensing up your face as <br />she rapped the strap around my head and cover my eyes. "Now <br />just sit back and try to relax." The heat pads soothed my <br />face, but being tied up and now being blindfolded <br />definitely didn't help me relax. But again, I chose not to <br />protest. (As if I had a CHOICE at this point.)<br /><br />She started up again - making really good progress. I had <br />more and more difficulty stifling any whimpers or moans - <br />as taking away my sense of sight seemed to heighten my <br />other senses. But I tried my best to keep silent and not <br />give myself away. <br /><br />She kept on asking me to spread my legs more, and it soon <br />became apparent to her that my legs and arms were getting <br />very uncomfortable in their awkward position from all of <br />the squirming I was doing. She asked if it would be easier <br />if I had something to support and rest my legs on. I agreed <br />and I felt my feet getting locked somehow into something <br />that felt like stirrups. Since my legs were securely locked <br />in the stirrups, I was wondering if it was necessary to <br />keep my wrists tied to my ankles. As I opened my mouth to <br />ask the question, she quickly jammed something phallic-like <br />into my mouth.<br /><br />"This will keep you from scaring away any of our 'valuable' <br />customers," she stated in a patronizing voice. "You WERE <br />getting a little loud there." The gag was strapped around <br />my head snugly.... and was going nowhere. "I don't think <br />you would be much of a bother to any of the other guests <br />now." She slurred.<br /><br />Although in the back of my head I knew something wasn't <br />quite right, I assured myself this was all for the best, <br />after all, I didn't want my co-worker Jenny from getting <br />any satisfaction from hearing me scream in misery. That <br />bitch, that's probably why she gave me the free waxing <br />coupon. Oh well, at least she wouldn't get any satisfaction <br />of knowing how much this was hurting me.<br /><br />"Well, since you're all nicely packaged up now, I guess I <br />can quickly finish you up now." as she liberally took <br />larger amounts of my pussy hair off. She seemed less gentle <br />now. At this point, I didn't care. I just wanted to get <br />this waxing over with. After a few more large, painful <br />strokes, she was finished.<br /><br />"Well, don't you just looking wonderful now..." she <br />announced proudly as she rubbed her hand back and forth <br />over my now smooth mound. "I just love my handy work."<br /><br />I was wondering just exactly which handy work she was <br />referring to.<br /><br />My mound was burning, but her soothing strokes over my now <br />ultra sensitive waxed pussy helped. "This should help <br />soothe the burning sensation." She poured what felt like <br />massage oil on my tummy. She took both her hands and <br />started rubbing them back and forth along my belly, slowly <br />working in longer and longer strokes until she was reaching <br />all the up to my chest all the way down to my pussy. She <br />spent extra time around each of my mounds, especially the <br />newly waxed one. Little did I know I was moaning through my <br />gag as my natural reflexes of lust started consuming by <br />body.<br /><br />"My, you certainly are wet down her. Let me help you out." <br />She parted last line of defense, my cunt lips, and slowly <br />slid a finger in my pussy, playing with my clit with her <br />other hand. She quickly worked her way to two fingers, and <br />then three, and then four. (I've never had four fingers <br />inside of me before.) Getting the fifth finger in took more <br />time. All of a sudden, she took her fingers out, but still <br />kept me worked up by playing with my clit.<br /><br />"There, you're all stretched out there, let's try the other <br />hole now. I tried to protest, but she didn't pay attention <br />to me. Her variously lubricated finger slid right in my <br />anus despite my best efforts to keep her out of there. By <br />the time the third finger was in, I was really getting <br />worked up and matched each of her with thrusts with a <br />thrust of my own. I had all but forgotten how my pussy had <br />ached, as it was aching in a different fashion now. But <br />just before I was about to cum, she pulled her fingers out <br />of my ass and stopped playing with my clit too.<br /><br />"That's enough for now," she said as I moaned in <br />frustration through my gag. <br /><br />"I'll be right back, don't go anywhere - ya hear," she <br />laughed a little as she left the room.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-19051924147194841952008-11-01T09:32:00.000-07:002008-11-01T09:54:32.751-07:00Eat a Peach<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaO7bLnDwOfEjeq2G9NoQJn977unVAMwqdHFA00i-Fh6hXu8PpmoJIjmavamH3BFbQ1xFr5U8YMUt7qo15vzM3KVTHypPNnXATgLRlzD3TaDhsSgoOpjP9VmcRi0QqEbDuf9nZFNpXwiYr/s1600-h/peach.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaO7bLnDwOfEjeq2G9NoQJn977unVAMwqdHFA00i-Fh6hXu8PpmoJIjmavamH3BFbQ1xFr5U8YMUt7qo15vzM3KVTHypPNnXATgLRlzD3TaDhsSgoOpjP9VmcRi0QqEbDuf9nZFNpXwiYr/s320/peach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263728673842689362" /></a><br />By Candy Kane<br /><br />Standing under the shower running my soapy hands between my legs, I thought back to when I first met Tracy over a month ago. She showed up at my door in short cut-offs with those tanned, dancer's legs, a tight, shoestring halter hugging petite breasts, and mountain lake blue eyes that made my legs go weak. That image still causes my pussy to tingle.<br /><br />Tracy was a sophomore scrambling to get a psychology term paper finished. A mutual friend sent her over to my apartment with the suggestion that I could help. I was a 4.0 senior psych major, and many people came to me for last minute assistance. Usually I charged a token amount to help them put their papers together. <br /><br />The closer to their deadline, the more I charged; but I was always fair. If they were short on cash, I would accept favors like cleaning my apartment or washing my VW. When I opened the door and saw Tracy, charging her a fee was the last thing on my mind. Fucking her was all I could think about. She was gorgeous, and I was in love.<br /><br />As it turned out, her paper was due the next day and she was desperate. When it came time to discuss payment, she said, "I'm so embarrassed, but I'm broke until my parents send my next check. If you can let me ride for a week or so, I can pay you then."<br /><br />We were sitting on my bed going over her notes, but I had spent more time looking at those smooth, tanned legs than her assignment. At one point, a few papers fell on the floor. She leaned down to pick them up, her body brushing mine so close I could feel her warmth. I wondered if she did it on purpose so I could smell her; a fragrance so fresh and clean, her shampoo or body wash was a light peach scent. Was she as juicy as the fruit? It was all I could do to resist finding out right then.<br /><br />"I don't know if I can wait that long," I said as if deep in thought. "Most people pay me right away. Maybe we could make other arrangements."<br /><br />"What kind?" she said with a gleam in her eye.<br /><br />"Well, favors or something."<br /><br />She thought for a moment then said, "I don't mean to freak you out or anything, but can I ask you a very personal question?"<br /><br />"Ask me anything," I said, my heart melting.<br /><br />"Well . . . are you by any chance into girls? You know, are you bi or lez?"<br /><br />"And if I was," I said. My pulse raced.<br /><br />"Then I could pay you with pleasure."<br /><br />Her smile was innocent girl-next-door, but her eyes told me I could be in for the fuck of my life.<br /><br />"I promise I will make it worth your while," Tracy said, reaching out and running her hand along my bare leg. "It would be fun."<br /><br />I leaned forward until our lips were almost touching.<br /> <br />"The answer to your personal question is yes, I love having sex with girls, and yes, I'm very bi. You've got yourself a deal."<br /><br />Our first kiss was the most sensuous I have ever had. Her lips were so soft and inviting, I never wanted to stop; her taste was heavenly. We explored each other's mouths until our breathing started to get out of control. I pulled away and looked deep into her eyes. <br /><br />"As much as I'd love to get paid in advance, if we keep going, I know we'll never get your paper done." My pussy was on fire and I wanted so much to go on.<br /><br />"I know," she said with a cute little pout.<br /><br />I held her stack of notes out at arms-length from her, and with a wicked smile I said, "So when can I expect payment?"<br /><br />"What are you doing tomorrow?"<br /><br />"Dying to spent the night with you," I said in anticipation.<br /><br />"Then don't plan to get any sleep."<br /><br />I moaned as she leaned in, kissing me hard. Her tongue was everywhere in my mouth.<br /><br />We worked until two in the morning finishing her paper - much longer than it should have taken. That is because we spent more time kissing that composing. The next day, Tracy got an A+ on her paper, and that night she received another A+ for letting me eat the juiciest peach I had ever seen.<br /><br />* * *<br /><br />That was over a month ago. Tracy moved in with me right away and we have been fucking ever since. Tonight, we were heading out to go dancing and partying; one of our favorite preludes to sex.<br /><br />When I walked out of the bathroom after my shower, I saw Tracy lying on our bed, naked but for a pair of thong panties. Her eyes were closed and her knees were up and spread. One hand was down the front of her panties rubbing tiny, quick circles around her clit while she pinched her pink nipple with the other.<br /><br />"My aren't we horny tonight," I said, towel-drying my hair. Even from across the room, I smelled her arousal-that sweet aroma that always made my pulse quicken. Moisture glistened off her fingers.<br /><br />Tracy opened her eyes, looking at me through the fog of an approaching orgasm. Her gaze went from my face to my breasts, quickly falling on my patch of strawberry fleece. Knowing her eyes were on me caused a tingle in my belly, and I shifted my weight sideways spreading my legs. The cool air met my moist pussy as it opened slightly. Tracy licked her lips.<br /><br />"If you were really a friend, you'd come over here and help me with this," she said.<br /><br />"What's in it for me?" I watched her fingers play her clit like a musical instrument.<br /><br />"This," she said, sticking her tongue out and wiggling the tip like a snake. <br /><br />"Come sit on this."<br /><br />With a high-pitched squeal, I threw the towel aside. <br /><br />"Ready or not!"<br /><br />I dove into her arms and we rolled around the bed laughing and hugging. I grabbed her hand from her crotch and brought it to my face smearing her girl-cum on my nose. Then I sucked her fingers clean. "We should bottle this stuff," I said, smacking my lips. <br /><br />"We could make millions."<br /><br />"Flattery will get you everywhere," Tracy said with a wink. "Now get busy down below, girl. I need some loving."<br /><br />I propped up on my elbow and kissed Tracy while I reached down pulling her leg up to caress it. She ran her hand affectionately along my face as we broke the kiss and I lightly traced her left breast. I could not resist her soft, sweet mouth so we kissed again. As I kissed her, I ran my hand down her side along her leg that draped across my hip. Her skin was soft; her fragrance was that wonderful hint of fresh peaches. <br /><br />And I wanted to eat her peach so bad.<br /><br />My mouth was on her breast, her nipple hard against my tongue. Tracy moaned as I sucked, my hands roaming across her warm belly. Then I moved between her legs and lay down on top of her, licking and loving her other breast. Tracy stroked my hair, whispering how good it felt.<br /><br />I lay between her legs moving my eager mouth down between her breasts. I hugged her legs tight against my sides leaving wet kisses and nibbles across her stomach. Tracy stretched her arms over her head in surrender. She watched me through half-closed eyes as I worked my way down her delicious body.<br /><br />Licking and kissing her inner thighs, I moved ever closer to her warm, moist sex. I bit and chewed on the soft, sensitive skin on each side of her vagina; she was in heat and her scent was everywhere. I chewed and licked that wonderful soft valley where her thigh meets her mound. A dark patch on her crotch told me how wet and aroused she was. I wiped my face across her crotch feeling the moisture on my cheeks. Tracy spread her legs as I gently rubbed her crotch through the thin fabric. She moaned, moving her hips in a slow, sexy rotation, responding instinctively to my touch.<br /><br />I reached up to her breast, caressing it as I sank my face back to her crotch. Her smell was intoxicating; I was drunk on it. I moved back up and sucked her nipple <br />into my hungry mouth. Tracy watched me as she continued to run her hands through my thick, red hair.<br /><br />Then we were kissing passionately, moaning into each other's mouths, our arms wound tight, our bodies maneuvering to bring our pussies together. Tracy's hands were on my ass, loving me with tender strokes. <br /><br />We ground our cunts together in a slow, erotic rhythm.<br /><br />"I adore you," I whispered into her ear.<br /><br />"You just say that to get in my panties," she said between moans.<br /><br />"Does it work?" I ran my tongue around her earlobe.<br /><br />"Every time." Then she pushed on my shoulders. "Now, do you wanna whisper sweet nothings or fuck me?"<br /><br />"Both," I said, and with a quick kiss, I was back down between her legs, licking every inch of her along the way. The cool sheets felt wonderful as I positioned <br />myself on my stomach. Tracy raised her legs and I swung them over so she was on her side with her ass toward me. I bit and licked her sculptured hip while stroking her panty-clad pussy, the material moist and fragrant. Hooking my finger in her thong, I pulled it aside and ran the tip of my tongue along her ass, sampling the tangy flavor that was one hundred percent pure girl. Her little puckered anus looked so yummy, and as much as I wanted to spend the rest of the night loving it, it was a delicacy I would save for later. <br /><br />Then I rose up over her hip, pushing my face between her legs and forcing her on her back. As I stuck my nose in her crotch, Tracy spread her legs in invitation, her panties now dripping with nectar.<br /><br />I could not wait any longer. I had to taste her. <br /><br />Grabbing the seam of her crotch, I pulled her panties aside, kissing her tenderly. Tracy stroked my long red hair as I give her soft licks and sweet kisses. I loved licking her pussy lips until they turned pink and puffy. As she spread her legs, her outer lips opened like a flower, and her warm honey coated my tongue. <br /><br />She moaned when I took long slow licks up and down her slit, her short pubic hairs tickling my nose. I could feel my cunt dripping while little spasms quivered my <br />sugar walls. I gently placed her panty back over her pussy and pushed her legs together up in the air. Then I took each side of her panties, pulling them as she <br />raised her ass off the bed. My heart raced when I saw the material reluctantly peel away from the sticky wetness of her outer lips revealing the closest thing to heaven I had ever known.<br /><br />I worked her panties up her legs, sliding them over her petite feet. Tracy licked her fingers and squeezed her nipples while she watched me put the panties to my nose <br />and smell juicy peach and pussy. I was completely overcome with lust as her scent filled my head. I envied the delicate silk that snuggled her sex all day.<br /><br />"When I die," I said with a wink, "I want to come back as a pair of these. <br /><br />I kissed the moist crotch.<br /><br />"As long as they're my panties," she said, spreading her legs in surrender. She stroked her mound, getting it ready for love. Then she opened her lips wide, showing me nothing but pink. <br /><br />"Is this what you want, baby?"<br /><br />I trembled. "More that anything.<br /><br />Pulling her knees up, she said, "Come eat your peach."<br /><br />Moaning with desire, I ran my tongue over her bottom and up along her pussy lips, now coated with honey. I moved her hands out of the way and spread her wide; her <br />clit emerged, hard and round like a precious pearl. I licked and sucked it, feeling her hips respond. She gasped, telling me she was so ready to fuck.<br /><br />Tracy ran her hands over her breasts, breathing heavily. Her eyes closed and I knew she was drifting toward bliss. I slowly licked her letting my tongue slip down to her anus to remind me of that hidden treasure. While I licked her, I reached back, sliding my finger up and down the moist crack of my ass and into my cunt. I was so turned on, so wet. Taking her clit between my lips, I sucked hard, moving my head <br />back and forth. This drove her crazy and she screamed, squirming so that I could hardly hang on.<br /><br />Now I increased my attack, sucking her clit up between my lips, biting it, and jerking my head side to side like a feasting shark Tracy screamed for me to fuck her <br />harder as she thrashed around beating the sheets and arching her back in the throes of passion. She was blasting off for the stars and I was her rocket. With a final high-pitched squeal, she went into outer space.<br /><br />Her body stiffened and a delicious warm gush of girl-cum flowed into my mouth. I slowed my assault, eagerly swallowing her cum. Then I placed soft kisses all over her tender lips, so flushed red and swollen.<br /><br />"Come here, lover," Tracy said, holding her arms wide. I crawled up and she wrapped them around me as we kissed passionately.<br /><br />"You always know just what I need," she said, shoving her tongue into my mouth. Then she giggled. "You taste like pussy."<br /><br />We laughed, kissed, and hugged. Then Tracy turned me over and positioned herself between my legs.<br /><br />"Take me to heaven, angel" I said with a big grin. I wiggled my ass until I was comfortable. Then Tracy leaned forward, licking my breasts, going from one to another with an unquenchable hunger.<br /><br />As she ravaged my nipples, she straddled my left leg, grinding her pussy into my thigh and leaving a wet trail. While she humped my leg, she reached back and <br />played with her ass. She breathed heavily as her pussy slid along my thigh. Pre-cum flowed out, dripping down the sides of my leg. Then she lifted my right leg straight up and slid forward until our pussies met.<br /><br />As I rubbed her clit with my thumb, Tracy went wild with passion and I was not far behind. I felt the fire ignite between my legs and start radiating up through my tummy; my nipples were ready to pop off. I grew light-headed and my chest heaved as we moved faster. <br /><br />The sounds coming from our mouths were no longer human but had turned to animal grunts and squeals. Tracy's eyes were closed as she arched her back, grinding her <br />cunt into mine. Her hips were going a mile a minute. Next to sixty-nine, this was our favorite way to girl-fuck. "Doing the pink on pink," she called it.<br /><br />Tracy brought my up-turned leg to her breast, stroking and kissing my calf and ankle. Then with a shudder, she slammed her cunt into mine and climaxed. I cupped <br />my hand under her pussy, feeling warm cum flow out. I brought it to my mouth trying to lick all the honey dripping down my arm. It was warm and sweet, only seconds ago deep inside her vagina. I savored every drop as I let it flow slowly down my throat.<br /><br />With a big smile, I said, "I can't get enough of you."<br /><br />"There's plenty more where that came from, baby," she said. "Now turn over and show me that cute ass."<br /><br />I did not have to be asked twice as I got on my elbows and stuck my bottom up, my knees spread.<br /><br />"You smell so fucking good," she said, sniffing me like a puppy. Tracy ran her tongue up and down the length of my ass crack and then buried her noise in my butt as she ate me from behind. Spreading my lips wide with her fingers, she washed my sugar walls with her long, probing tongue.<br /><br />My body trembled with lust as she made hot lesbian love to me. Her mouth was everywhere, wet and soft. <br /><br />Spreading my cheeks, she ravaged my anus, pushing the tip of her wicked tongue at it.<br /><br />Tracy stroked my legs and ass, licking my crack and pussy. I spread my legs as wide as I could to let her get at every part. Then she slipped two fingers into my vagina and I saw stars. "I'm getting so close," I said, shoving my ass at her.<br /><br />I felt Tracy's fingers go deep and I clamped down on them. Then her thumb probed my anus and slipped inside. I went nuts. "Oh, you nasty girl," I said with a squeal. "I love when you do that!"<br /><br />Tracy shoved her fingers into my pussy and ass while she ran her tongue up and down my bottom. My head was about to explode; I was squealing, grunting, and screaming her name. Then Tracy bit down on my clit and I saw fireworks. My stomach sucked in, by body went stiff, and I came like a storm.<br /><br />Tracy slowed down, gently stroked my pussy and ass. <br /><br />"Want me to kiss it and make it better?"<br /><br />"Oh, yes," I said breathlessly.<br /><br />As I caught my breath, she placed soft kisses everywhere. "Poor baby," she said in mock sympathy. <br /><br />"I promise never to do that again."<br /><br />I turned over on my back, holding my arms open. <br /><br />"That's a promise I won't let you keep."<br /><br />Tracy kissed her way up my body until we held each other. "You'll just have to beg if you want more," she said, kissing me passionately.<br /><br />"I've had my dinner," I said, breaking the kiss. "Now I want dessert."<br /><br />"I don't hear any begging."<br /><br />"Please."<br /><br />"Please, what?" she said, her finger playing with my lips and tongue, our breasts pressed together.<br /><br />"Please turn around."<br /><br />"And what?" she said, slipping her finger into my mouth.<br /><br />I grabbed her wrist and pulled her finger out. "You know damn well, so I can lick your ass."<br /><br />"You like my ass, do you?" Tracy said, taunting me.<br /><br />"I adore it," I said. "Touching it, smelling it, licking it, sucking it, kissing it."<br /><br />She moaned. "Well, if you put it that way." She kissed me hard, running her tongue all over the inside of my mouth. Then she slowly got up on her hands and knees turning around. Backing up, she lowered her ass to my face. "You don't mind if I eat some pussy while you have your dessert?"<br /><br />I moaned, grabbing her hips and pulling her bottom to my mouth. There was my prize: her little rose bud, ready for loving. I had to admit, I loved Tracy, I adored her body, I worshiped her pussy, but I craved her ass. Sticking my nose in her crack, I smelled sex, salt, sweat, and a hint of peach-the ingredients of an all-girl heaven. <br /><br />Then I stuck my tongue out, tasting what I had patiently waited for-and my dessert was well worth the wait. As Tracy's mouth covered my pussy and her tongue slipped inside me, I closed my eyes, hugged her hips, and made love to her most secret place. By the way, we never made it to the dance that night.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-18336735683437244782008-10-07T18:48:00.000-07:002008-10-07T18:52:15.337-07:00Champagne Cocktail<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxX0ur_OnhJLYT57LyhQIwAV5mWbGQOEdXNxhSN8vmxq5DzqcXTAYrjupFnVFe4uXRVe6aeLzfKxIliNB9It1BNAdzE3ACsFo19JjoxJQgT9Sy9u95XTRBtQuWFtxanegPY4ukNCT0cxgH/s1600-h/hot+boss.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxX0ur_OnhJLYT57LyhQIwAV5mWbGQOEdXNxhSN8vmxq5DzqcXTAYrjupFnVFe4uXRVe6aeLzfKxIliNB9It1BNAdzE3ACsFo19JjoxJQgT9Sy9u95XTRBtQuWFtxanegPY4ukNCT0cxgH/s320/hot+boss.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254594743730077282" /></a><br />By Maryann<br /><br />Seanna McCaffrey is the president and CEO of McCaffrey <br />& Associates, a small but very successful business <br />founded by her grandfather, after whom she was named, <br />and from whom she inherited her business sense. When he <br />took it over for a while, her father did not run it <br />very well, and she has brought it from the brink of <br />disaster to its present thriving condition.<br /><br />She is tall, about 5' 8", slender and light boned, so <br />that her 127 pounds are not skinny. She wears her <br />carrot-colored hair fairly short, and dresses for <br />business in very tailored grey pants-suits, with just a <br />touch of color in her accessories. Although she appears <br />to be in her early twenties, she will celebrate her <br />thirtieth birthday this coming November.<br /><br />Her body is soft with curves. Her waist is small, <br />accenting the firm roundness of her hips, the small <br />mound of her belly. She has been known to freeze <br />uncooperative subordinates with her grey-green eyes. <br />But, as you might guess, under the severely private, <br />cold exterior, beats a hot and passionate heart.<br /><br />She normally separates her business and private life <br />very strictly, but then she discovered.<br /><br />Alexandra "Sandy" Marlin. At 26, she had worked her way <br />"up the corporate ladder" to a minor management <br />position, entirely on her ability. Seanna discovered <br />her record, and promoted her to Administrative <br />Assistant to the CEO.<br /><br />She is an untiring worker, a top business analyst. She <br />produces the neatest, most complete reports of anyone <br />Seanna has ever known.<br /><br />Sandy is of average height, but with outstanding looks. <br />Her long dark-brown straight hair frames her thin pixie <br />face, a contrast to her large deep blue eyes. She <br />dresses less severely than Seanna, going in for earth-<br />colored skirt-suits with pastel blouses. She loves sexy <br />shoes, and wears them well on her small, well formed <br />feet.<br /><br />She has large, well proportioned breasts, which carry <br />well on her larger-boned frame. Though she is self-<br />conscious about it, they jiggle delightfully when she <br />walks. Her legs are firm and solid, but not at all <br />heavy, and men at the office enjoy a peek at her nylon-<br />clad "stems" as she climbs the stairs. Her hips and ass <br />blossom forth from her waist in a very eye-pleasing <br />way, and she has an unconscious wiggle, accented by her <br />high heels, that has drawn whistles in the parking lot.<br /><br />Her quick, bright smile is matched by an equally quick <br />frown, and her young face already shows signs of "worry <br />lines". She is subject to stomach cramps, and somehow, <br />this awakens a protective urge in Seanna, who finds <br />herself unaccountably attracted to this woman.<br /><br />For her own part, Sandy thinks the world of Seanna. She <br />wonders at how she always seems to know the right thing <br />to say, the right moves to make in business, and <br />secretly wishes that she were the sister she didn't <br />have.<br /><br />**<br /><br />About six months ago, Seanna's secretary left the <br />company because of pregnancy, and she placed an ad for <br />a replacement. Several applicants showed up, and among <br />them was Erik Jansson.<br /><br />Erik had all the necessary skills, and so, with a small <br />chuckle at the thought of having a male secretary, she <br />hired him.<br /><br />Erik is a writer, but as yet has not made his mark. His <br />works have been published from time to time in <br />magazines, but he needs an income that's more regular. <br />Putting aside his considerations, he applied at <br />McCaffrey. He was glad he did. He enjoys being around <br />Seanna, and is not ashamed to admit he admires her <br />ability as well as her looks. The guys at Duffy's <br />Tavern give him some flak, but he laughs it off easily.<br /><br />Erik is "six-foot-two, eyes of blue", with sand-colored <br />hair. His mother was a Scottish lass and there is a <br />hint of red in his hair when you see it in a certain <br />light. He got his fathers big Scandinavian frame, and <br />he carries it well.<br /><br />He wears European-cut suits in brown and tan, and <br />fitted shirts to the office. He keeps a light tan by <br />stopping at the gym's sun room once in a while.<br /><br />He's got a good, solid pair of buns, something which <br />both women noticed right away, and which Seanna tends <br />to watch when he exits her office.<br /><br />They have also noticed, from time to time, that his <br />"basket" is pretty well filled, too, though never <br />obvious.<br /><br />Twice a week he spends some time in the gym across from <br />Duffy's and works out or plays a round of racquetball <br />with his friend Mike, so he hasn't lost his muscle-<br />tone. He was a varsity letterman, specializing in rings <br />and parallel bars.<br /><br />Although he almost always has a date when he wants one, <br />he has no strong attachments, and, as he tells Mike, is <br />"just lookin' around."<br /><br />**<br /><br />Two months ago, Seanna invited Sandy to a restaurant <br />for dinner after work. The two women had a few drinks, <br />and began to lose the "edge" of employer-employee <br />relationships, beginning to become friends. They have <br />been out to dinner together several times since.<br /><br />After their last dinner, and a few drinks, Seanna <br />suggested they go to her apartment, where the drinks <br />would be as good, and they could be more comfortable.<br /><br />Sandy agreed, and a short cab ride later, they arrived, <br />and were greeted by the doorman.<br /><br />"Hullo, Ms. McCaffrey. Fine ev'nin." he said, as he <br />pressed the elevator button.<br /><br />"Hello, Matt."<br /><br />The two women entered the elevator, and shortly were in <br />Seanna's large, but not ostentatious apartment. Sandy <br />looked around at the comfortable, modern furniture, and <br />said, "I love your place."<br /><br />"Thank you. Give me your jacket. Like to look around?"<br /><br />"Yes."<br /><br />Sandy was relieved of her suit jacket, revealing a <br />sheer pink blouse that only slightly veiled her well-<br />filled bra.<br /><br />"Well, go ahead," Seanna invited her as she put away <br />Sandy's jacket and her own. "Make yourself at home. <br />What will you drink?"<br /><br />"Um, seven and seven."<br /><br />Seanna crossed the room to a small bar, tuned the <br />stereo to soft music, and began making the drinks while <br />Sandy looked around. The older woman brought up two <br />glasses as the brunette peeked through the open bedroom <br />door.<br /><br />"Here y'are. Cheers."<br /><br />"Um. Good. Oh, what a big beautiful bed. Your apartment <br />is wonderful, Seanna."<br /><br />"Thanks. I like it. Come sit on the couch with me and <br />relax. You seem nervous. Can't you forget I'm the boss? <br />We're friends."<br /><br />"Sure, Seanna." Sandy was not willing to tell her the <br />real reason for her nervousness. Not yet.<br /><br />"Tell me some more about yourself, Sandy. Do you have <br />brothers or sisters?"<br /><br />"No, and I always wanted a sister. My parents died in a <br />car crash when I was 12, and my aunt and uncle raised <br />me. They had two boys younger than I."<br /><br />"That must have been difficult."<br /><br />"Actually, no. They treated me like their own. There <br />was never any "me against them," or anything. They even <br />saved my parents' modest holdings and sent me to <br />business college. How about you, Seanna? Do you have a <br />sister?"<br /><br />"I have three brothers, one older. I always thought a <br />sister would be fun, too. Someone to talk girl-talk to.<br /><br />"We were a strict religious family, and there wasn't <br />much talk about the things I wanted to know - mainly <br />boys, then. My brothers weren't much help, they wanted <br />to 'protect' me."<br /><br />The younger woman drained her glass.<br /><br />"Another?"<br /><br />"Uh, yes, thanks."<br /><br />The red-head got up and walked to the bar.<br /><br />"Seanna?"<br /><br />"Yes?"<br /><br />"Let's be sisters."<br /><br />"What a wonderful idea! We could 'adopt' each other."<br /><br />"Yes. And we could share secrets, and all the things we <br />wanted to talk about and do as kids."<br /><br />"We should celebrate. Say, I'll open some champagne!"<br /><br />They giggled over pulling the cork, Seanna holding the <br />bottle between her legs, and Sandy stroking the neck of <br />the bottle.<br /><br />"What a big one you have, and what an odd color!" Sandy <br />laughed. Secretly, she was fighting an urge to kiss <br />Seanna, finding the red-head unaccountably attractive. <br />"What's going on with me?" she thought.<br /><br />Eventually, the bottle was opened and the bubbly was <br />poured.<br /><br />They clinked glasses, smiled at each other, and toasted <br />their new "sisterhood".<br /><br />"But no favors at work," Sandy said after a moment. "I <br />want no mistake, I'm gonna make it on my own." The <br />drinks had loosened her tongue a bit.<br /><br />"Why, of course not. Not even for a real sister. You <br />should know me better."<br /><br />They drank in silence for a while.<br /><br />"My aunt and uncle were religious, too. They made sure <br />we all went to church and Sunday school and all that, <br />but I stopped when I went to college."<br /><br />To herself Sandy thought, "I never was attracted to <br />another woman before. Should I tell her?"<br /><br />"I stopped going to mass many years ago," Seanna <br />answered. "To me it seems the church doesn't see that <br />God made us the way we are, and... well... that it's ok <br />to enjoy what we've got."<br /><br />"I wish I were as beautiful as you," the brunette <br />whispered, as the red head refilled the glasses.<br /><br />"What? Silly, you're a very beautiful woman. The men at <br />the office think so, too. I've watched them look at <br />you. Erik likes to watch you getting things from the <br />bottom drawer of the file cabinet."<br /><br />"He watches your bottom, too," Sandy giggled.<br /><br />"He's good looking, isn't he?"<br /><br />"Umm. When he walks by and gives me that smile I kinda <br />melt. He's got great buns, doesn't he?" Sandy was <br />loosening up, the champagne and the sudden close <br />friendship making her feel very comfortable.<br /><br />"Oh, yes. I almost forget what I'm doing sometimes, <br />watching his tight little cheeks."<br /><br />They sipped some more. A warm cozy feeling was creeping <br />up Sandy's insides. Her secret attraction to Seanna, <br />and the talk about Erik, to whom she was also <br />attracted, was taking a toll.<br /><br />"You ever wonder what he'd be like? I mean, er, in <br />bed," she blurted.<br /><br />"Yes, but not enough to do anything about it... yet." <br />They laughed.<br /><br />They sipped a while in silence.<br /><br />"Do you have a man in your life now, Sandy?"<br /><br />She has had several men, but has found them generally <br />too rash and insensitive, and not formed any lasting <br />attachments. Besides, though she would like a warm, <br />nurturing relationship, and fulfilling sex, she would <br />rather not give up her career, as she feels she must if <br />she were to marry, and she is convinced that living <br />with someone would be the same.<br /><br />"No, not right now. You?"<br /><br />"Nobody special. The last guy I went with, I thought he <br />was special. He was one of the few who didn't mind my <br />being 'Ms President' and who - well, he was exciting, <br />but... no good."<br /><br />Seanna is very selective about those she allows to <br />participate in her private "rites", and is fiercely <br />loyal to her men- until they prove themselves <br />"unworthy" of her, when she drops them, often on their <br />heads. She is willing to try anything to see if she <br />likes it, and she usually does.<br /><br />"Seanna? Is it wrong for a woman to be, er, ah, <br />attracted to another woman?"<br /><br />"Wrong? No, of course not."<br /><br />"Would that make her a lesbian?"<br /><br />"No, not unless she preferred women to men as a rule." <br />Seanna replied, "Why?"<br /><br />"Oh, er, nothing. Excuse me. All this champagne, I need <br />the bathroom." She got up, went down the hallway and <br />closed the door. The inner warmth was very strong, and <br />after relieving her bladder, the touch of the paper <br />sent a thrill up her belly.<br /><br />"No," she thought, "not here." But the demanding warmth <br />called her, and she wet a fingertip in her mouth and <br />touched her love button.<br /><br />Meanwhile, Seanna sipped more champagne and wondered <br />about Sandy's question, and wondering at her own <br />attraction to the voluptuous brunette. She got up, <br />walked to the bar, and found some pretzels. She poured <br />them out into a bowl, carried them back to the sofa, <br />and nibbled at them.<br /><br />Sandy's touchings had only increased the heat, her <br />juices flowing, her now swollen nether lips hungry. She <br />spread her thighs a little wider, her love bud <br />lengthening in its nest. Her fingers played in the <br />medium-brown patch of gently curled hair which barely <br />covered her full woman's lips. She pressed her thumbs <br />together above her sparsely covered mound and pushed <br />downward. Her bud stood out straighter, her frilly <br />inner lips opening. She moved her thumbs up and down, <br />and the little hot wad moved up and down in the <br />caressing nest.<br /><br />Desire filled her, like a hollow in her loins. She <br />rocked her hips forward, sliding to the front edge of <br />the seat. She kicked the white cotton panties off her <br />legs and spread her knees yet further. Her thigh <br />muscles tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed. Her <br />flexing fingers milked at her hot delta of flesh, <br />drawing waves of heat from her inner needs. She <br />inserted a finger, then two, and worked them in and <br />out, trying to console her agonized need. Then she <br />began to walk them around inside herself. She began to <br />mew softly. Her other hand joined the first, rubbing at <br />the frilly inner lips, teasing the bud which sent such <br />intense chills and warm lightnings in her belly.<br /><br />"She's been gone a long while," Seanna mused, finishing <br />her glass. "I wonder if she's all right." She chuckled <br />aloud. "She's had a lot to drink, I hope she didn't <br />pass out in there."<br /><br />Sandy's hands were working a dance on her soft wet <br />flesh, her little moans becoming audible. She flung her <br />knees wide, pressing a third finger into play. She <br />clawed at her inner softness, her other hand gripping <br />the top of her pussy, twisting and sliding against her <br />erect button. Shocking heat speared through her. Her <br />ass bounced on the toilet rim.<br /><br />"I better see if she's okay." Seanna got up and walked <br />to the closed bathroom door, and listened a moment. She <br />heard a soft moan from within.<br /><br />"Sandy?"<br /><br />No answer.<br /><br />Sandy's mouth was open in a grimace, her head tossing <br />from side to side, her three fingers buried to the <br />second knuckle, her left hand massaging a breast.<br /><br />Now Seanna really was worried. She hesitated a moment, <br />then opened the door.<br /><br />"Oh! Excuse... Oh." Embarrassed at having barged in, <br />but fascinated by the scene she was witnessing, Seanna <br />stood a moment in the doorway. Sandy turned three <br />shades of purple, returning to the world, and began to <br />cover herself.<br /><br />"Oh, sweet little sister, don't stop. Finish what you <br />started."<br /><br />Sandy's hands really didn't want to leave their work, <br />and after a moment resumed their clawing. Seanna <br />watched, her own fires warming. She softly entered the <br />room, and sat on the edge of the tub next to Sandy.<br /><br />"Oh yes. Oh, is that good? Mmm." Her hands went to <br />Sandy's face, pushing back a strand of hair.<br /><br />Sandy had both hands back on her mound, one working the <br />puffy lips back and forth, the other once more plunged <br />in, wriggling at the hot flesh of the front wall of her <br />canal.<br /><br />The older woman leaned forward a bit, until her lips <br />just brushed those of her newly-adopted sister. Her <br />tongue darted out, just whisking against Sandy's soft <br />red, also darting tongue.<br /><br />Seanna found the buttons up the back of Sandy's sheer <br />blouse, and undid them while they kissed, then pulled <br />the blouse gently from the brunette's shoulders as she <br />broke away. Her hands went to the front snap of her bra <br />and undid it quickly. The older woman's fingers gently <br />drew the straps from the brunette's shoulders and <br />pulled the bra from the treasures it had held. Sandy's <br />full large breasts were capped by brownish silver-<br />dollar sized areoles surrounding little berries that <br />had puckered up hard with her excitement. Seanna's <br />hands went to the twin globes and stroked them, rolling <br />the nipples gently.<br /><br />"How big your areoles are! And look how your nipples <br />pucker." She bent and darted her tongue over them.<br /><br />Sandy's hips began to buck, her moaning grew louder.<br /><br />The red-head leaned forward and flicked her tongue over <br />the hard-puckered tip of Sandy's nipple, while her hand <br />joined Sandy's own. At first exploring, then massaging <br />Sandy's erect love bud. She pressed and pulled at the <br />little wad, watching Sandy's face.<br /><br />"Unn! ... Ohh! ... OOOOH!"<br /><br />"Cum, little sister. Oh, yes, cum. You look so pretty <br />when your cumming!"<br /><br />Sandy reached the heights. She tottered a moment, <br />delightfully pausing at the brink of the precipice, <br />then plunged headlong. Lightnings and sparks went off <br />in her body, her muscles jerked and spasmed, her round <br />ass bumping on the seat. Her head was thrown back, her <br />mouth open. The tight muscles forced her fingers half <br />out of her body.<br /><br />"OOOOOOOOHHH."<br /><br />Skillfully playing the rhythm of Sandy's spasms, Seanna <br />gently stroked her trigger, extending the awesome <br />throes of Sandy's pleasure.<br /><br />Slowly, the after- shocks eased, settling into a warm <br />fuzzy glow. Seanna was enthralled, watching the younger <br />woman. Her own love channel had heated, her ice-blue <br />lace panties were drenched.<br /><br />"Kiss me again," Sandy murmured.<br /><br />Eagerly, she did, and found a warm, wet tongue licking <br />the corners of her mouth. Sandy's tongue answered. The <br />brunette's hands went out to Seanna's body.<br /><br />Suddenly, she broke away. "Seanna, I'm scared and I'm <br />embarrassed.<br /><br />I... I've never... er..."<br /><br />The red-head replied, "Neither have I, sweet little <br />sister. I've never even considered it before. Relax. <br />We're sisters, remember?"<br /><br />"You always seem to know things," Sandy remarked, <br />nodding.<br /><br />"Come on, let's not stay in here."<br /><br />They wandered back out into the hallway, Sandy <br />clutching her discarded blouse and undies. They <br />returned to the living room, and sat back down on the <br />sofa. Sandy's bounteous breasts were still exposed, her <br />rumpled skirt askew on her hips.<br /><br />Sandy took a big gulp of champagne.<br /><br />Seanna smiled at her. "I'm hot, too, now," she said <br />softly. She picked up her champagne glass in one hand, <br />sipping, and slid the other hand to the crotch of her <br />pants, her eyes welling deeply as the looked at the <br />full-chested brunette.<br /><br />Sandy watched wide-eyed as the red- head began to rub <br />herself gently through the cloth. She drank some more <br />champagne, and watched in silence. Her curiosity was <br />aroused as well as her inner fires, which rekindled at <br />the sight.<br /><br />Suddenly, she leaned forward and began to undo Seanna's <br />blouse. "I bet your breasts are beautiful."<br /><br />"They're kinda small, not like yours."<br /><br />The brunette stopped at her words. "Maybe she doesn't <br />want me to," she thought.<br /><br />"Go ahead. Please. I want you to," the red- head <br />whispered.<br /><br />Sandy slowly and gently finished with the buttons, then <br />slowly pulled the tails from under the belt, drawing <br />the blouse open like curtains, unveiling the shapely <br />fleshy mounds beneath. Seanna was not wearing a bra. <br />Though not large, her breasts were well shaped and <br />full, firm, set high, and crowned with quarter-sized <br />areoles which stood firmly, almost like a breast on a <br />breast.<br /><br />"Oh! They ARE beautiful. And I love your freckles!" Her <br />chest, like her face, was sprinkled with little <br />freckles.<br /><br />On sudden impulse, she leaned forward and kissed the <br />hardening pink tips. Seanna's nipples were highly <br />sensitive and erectile. She has been known to "get off" <br />just on these. The sensation sent chills down her <br />spine, and little sparks of heat in her belly.<br /><br />Seanna removed the blouse and sat back to enjoy the <br />attention, humming softly in her throat. Sandy broke <br />off to kiss her again on the mouth, parting her lips, <br />hungrily pushing her tongue between the red-heads lips.<br /><br />Sandy's fingers explored the other woman's firm <br />breasts, cupping and squeezing them, pulling the <br />nipples, which grew puffy and full. She kissed her way <br />down her neck and fastened her mouth around the full <br />pinkness, flicking the tip of her tongue over the <br />ripening raisins.<br /><br />Seanna's moaning grew louder.<br /><br />"Come, little sister." She said, after a while. Getting <br />up, she took Sandy's hand, and led her to the bedroom. <br />She dimmed the lights to a rosy glow, and began to <br />remove the rest of her clothes. Under the severe <br />business suit, she had worn very feminine lace <br />underwear in Ice-Blue, a color that accented her hair <br />and milk-white skin.<br /><br />In fact, sometimes, she will go without underwear, <br />delighting in the delicate sensuous feeling, and in the <br />secrecy and the "naughtiness" of it.<br /><br />When she had removed the clinging material, Sandy saw <br />that her "bush" was full, a tangle of color slightly <br />deeper red than the hair on her head, diamond-shaped, <br />with a thin spear of color projecting three-quarters <br />the way to her full, sensuous navel.<br /><br />Her legs were thin but well shaped, and terminated in a <br />pair of globes that were a delight to behold, and, as <br />she bent to remove her stockings, the brunette glimpsed <br />the sanctuary whose altar lies behind nature's pink and <br />frilly veil.<br /><br />Sandy giggled slightly and removed her skirt and <br />stockings. In a moment, there were two very different, <br />very beautiful and very naked women standing by the <br />bed.<br /><br />Seanna laughed. "We forget to bring the bubbly!"<br /><br />"I'll get it," Sandy laughed.<br /><br />Seanna watched her go. She really did have a nice <br />derriere.<br /><br />"Don't forget the glasses," she called out.<br /><br />Seanna turned down the cover on the big bed, and when <br />Sandy returned, she smiled and bounced onto the bed, <br />sliding over and patting the space next to her. Sandy <br />giggled again, put the bottle and glasses on the night-<br />table, and sat next to and facing her. She put her arms <br />around the older woman's neck, her ample breasts just <br />brushing the tips of the red-heads smaller ones.<br /><br />Seanna began to stroke Sandy's back, running her hands <br />up and down the other woman's spine, the unfamiliar <br />touch of her feminine finger tips beckoning the <br />brunette back down to the dizzying rush of excitement. <br />She reached lower and lower, finally stroking and <br />squeezing the younger woman's rounded buttocks.<br /><br />Sandy flicked Seanna's cone-shaped nipples with her <br />tongue, lightly brushing them, teasing and then covered <br />one with her mouth, sucking it in and out between her <br />lips.<br /><br />Seanna began to groan again, lying down, her legs <br />writhing on the covers. Sandy flicked the tip of her <br />tongue over the now full cones, and the red-head began <br />to shiver.<br /><br />Seanna cupped her hands over Sandy's breasts as they <br />hung down over her, and began to knead them, squeezing <br />the warm flesh, rolling her large nipples in her <br />fingers.<br /><br />"That feels so good, Seanna," she murmured. Her hand <br />strayed down Seanna's belly. "You're so pretty. I love <br />your red hair. See how it curls. It's so full and <br />bushy."<br /><br />She ran her fingers through the shock of curls adorning <br />Seanna's belly. She pulled gently at the red curls, <br />stroking her way closer and closer to the mound they <br />covered. Then, slowly and gently, she parted the fleshy <br />folds and ran a finger in the valley between.<br /><br />The red-head put her arms around the brunette and <br />pulled her onto her undulating body, wrapping her thin <br />legs around the younger woman's fuller ones. She <br />pressed her hot wet flesh against Sandy's thigh.<br /><br />Sandy squirmed around, then sat up, working one of her <br />legs under, the other over, Seanna's. Then she pressed <br />forward, until her warm woman's lips were kissing the <br />red head's.<br /><br />She stroked the other woman's belly with her fingers, <br />running them up over her breasts, down over her hips.<br /><br />She maneuvered herself until her again erect bud was <br />pressing hotly against Seanna's, almost like a <br />miniature penis. She ground her hips forward, the heat <br />rising once more. She pushed her index finger down so <br />that it touched both their triggers, then pumped it up <br />and down.<br /><br />Seanna thrust her hips forward and up, raising the <br />pressure, pressing her own lengthening bud against the <br />brunette's. The two women writhed and squirmed, finding <br />the right angle, pressing. Their wet warmth bumped and <br />ground together, kissing and sucking against each other <br />like two hungry mouths, their hands squeezing each <br />other's breasts, pulling each others nipples. The red <br />and dark-brown curls mingled wetly as their writhing <br />bodies sought release, their two erect love- buds <br />straining against each other.<br /><br />Sandy dimly thought to herself, as she started the trip <br />to the pinnacle, "Am I doing this? Or am I dreaming?"<br /><br />Seanna was lost to thought, her quicker responses <br />having already brought her near the edge. She began to <br />quiver, her nipples erected, her voice lost in little <br />mewing whimpers.<br /><br />"Mmmm... ooh, ooh, mmmMMMM."<br /><br />As Sandy went up the ladder of excitement, a part of <br />her was watching Seanna. "She really gets into it, <br />doesn't she." she thought. Seanna had begun to cum. Her <br />stomach muscles knotted, little beads of sweat grew <br />from her skin, her areoles grew so they looked ready to <br />burst. "MMmmmmMMMMAAH!"<br /><br />In the next moment, Sandy, too, went over, plunging <br />into the lightnings once more. Her lips clamped and <br />released as her sphincters went into spasms, rubbing <br />more fiercely against her slender partner's.<br /><br />"OHH... UNG...AHH."<br /><br />Sandy collapsed over the red- head's body. They twined <br />their arms and legs about each other, squirming in <br />their after- shocks.<br /><br />"Ohh. Nice," Seanna breathed. "But I still want. Oohh. <br />I want something in me."<br /><br />She rolled over, refilled the glasses, handed one to <br />Sandy, and sipped.<br /><br />Then she got up, walked across the room, opened a <br />drawer and withdrew a huge knobbed vibrator.<br /><br />"Do you have any 'toys' at home, Sandy?"<br /><br />Sandy was embarrassed, first at the sight of Seanna's <br />"toy" and second to admit that she used them. Actually, <br />when she feels the urge, at home, she would often and <br />easily "help herself" with fingers, pillow and a "toy". <br />She usually keeps her wants and desires to herself, not <br />expressing them easily. But after a moment, she <br />admitted.<br /><br />"Yes, a smaller one, though."<br /><br />Seanna walked back to the bed, brandishing the <br />instrument like a sword. She sipped some more champagne <br />and then lay back on the pillows. She held the vibrator <br />between her legs, prodding at her still- moist lips, <br />then stopped.<br /><br />"Here, won't you do me?" she asked, handing the <br />instrument to Sandy.<br /><br />Sandy hefted the thing, stared wide-eyed at Seanna's <br />writhing, vulnerable body, her legs spread wide, her <br />pink gates open.<br /><br />She gulped down the rest of the glass and then crawled <br />over until she was sitting between the red- heads <br />knees.<br /><br />She laid the vibrator lengthwise in the older woman's <br />valley and rubbed it slowly up and down. Seanna reached <br />down and pulled her lips apart with her fingers, <br />moaning softly. Sandy prodded at the entrance to the <br />tunnel of love with the bulbous head of the instrument, <br />twisting and turning slowly. She found the control knob <br />on its butt end, and turned it a little.<br /><br />A low pitched hum began, the device waking in her <br />fingers. She prodded and twisted some more, wetting the <br />end in Seanna's ample juices. Seanna moaned, her <br />fingers dancing on her lips and mound. Sandy watched <br />fascinated as the device began to slip into the warm <br />pink opening, framed so beautifully by the red curls. <br />She pushed, then pulled it almost out, then pushed <br />again, recalling how she did herself at home.<br /><br />With each entry Seanna's moans grew deeper. When half <br />its length had disappeared, Sandy turned the control up <br />a bit more. The low hum rose to a snarl, the instrument <br />pulsing and growling in her hand.<br /><br />"Ohh... Good... Mmm... More... Ohh..."<br /><br />Sandy pulled it slowly out, then back in. It slid more <br />easily as Seanna's moisture wet the ribbed shaft. Sandy <br />was warming to her task, and began to pump the <br />instrument in and out, twisting the control up and <br />down.<br /><br />Sandy's free hand wrapped itself around her left <br />breast, squeezing herself, pulling at the nipples, <br />stretching them, then pressing them.<br /><br />Seanna was squeezing her own breasts. She spread her <br />fingers in a fan, and rotating her wrists, drummed her <br />erect nipples.<br /><br />Her knees spread wide on each in-stroke, then drew <br />together on the out stroke. Her head rocked back and <br />forth.<br /><br />"Ahhg! Yes! Ohh! Innn! Ohh. Harder!"<br /><br />Sandy pumped. She pressed in as far as she dared, <br />feeling the soft resistance of Seanna's insides. She <br />watched enthralled as the red head began to buck, her <br />hips and her delicious ass thrusting up off the bed, <br />her knees shaking.<br /><br />Sandy's hand found her own wet tunnel, and probed.<br /><br />She watched the red- heads pink flesh as it drew back <br />and forth with the instrument, how her erect nubbin <br />clawed at it as she pressed it in.<br /><br />"Ohh. Give it to me! Ohhhhhh!"<br /><br />Seanna bucked up, her body contacting the bed only on <br />her feet and shoulders. Her skin flushed, her freckles <br />seeming to stand out, her nipples expanding.<br /><br />Sandy turned the control up all the way. The instrument <br />roared, it seemed almost to draw into Seanna's body of <br />itself. Seanna pressed her hips forward and down, <br />impaling herself even more deeply than Sandy had dared.<br /><br />"mmmmmmmMMMMMMMAAAAH!"<br /><br />Sandy rotated the butt of the vibrator, twisting it in <br />the red-head's body, stirring the flesh. She stirred <br />her own flesh with her fingers.<br /><br />"mmmmMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAH!"<br /><br />Again the rising moaning cry burst from Seanna's <br />throat. Her body flopped back to the bed, she rolled <br />onto her side, the vibrator still deep in her body. She <br />drew her knees up to her chest and shook. Sandy had <br />released her hold when Seanna dropped, but now reached <br />out and took it once more. The butt end was slippery <br />with the overflow of Seanna's hot honey. Her round ass- <br />cheeks glistened with it.<br /><br />Sandy pumped the shaft, jerking it with very short <br />quick strokes.<br /><br />Seanna's whole body shook with each stroke. Her arms <br />clasped her knees, her head jerked back, her face a <br />grimace.<br /><br />"Nn... NNg... Gggk!!"<br /><br />Inarticulate throat noises escaped her lips.<br /><br />Finally, the spasms began to ease. She rolled onto her <br />back, her legs straightened.<br /><br />Sandy turned the control off and began to withdraw the <br />vibrator.<br /><br />"Ahh! Wait! Slowly."<br /><br />More gently, she eased the monster from its soft <br />casing.<br /><br />"Gee, I never cum like that," she thought.<br /><br />Seanna lay back, exhausted, her eyes closed.<br /><br />Sandy looked at the instrument, slick with the red- <br />head's honey.<br /><br />She lay down next to Seanna, spread her legs and <br />pressed it to her tunnel.<br /><br />How big it felt! Wet as it was, and ready as she was, <br />it entered easily. She pressed it in another inch, then <br />reached up and turned it on. Oh, how it moved! Her <br />finger play had readied her, her watching the other <br />woman's pleasure had dazzled her, and now the vibrator <br />was completing the work.<br /><br />She raised her knees higher, spread them as wide as she <br />could, and took the device in both hands and pushed.<br /><br />"Ohh. Yes, its good. Ohh."<br /><br />Seanna awoke from her drowse at the sounds.<br /><br />"Oh, little sister, let me."<br /><br />Seanna took both the big fluffy pillows and mounded <br />them together.<br /><br />"Here. Lie over these," she instructed.<br /><br />Sandy rolled over onto the pillows, her voluptuous <br />round cheeks in the air, her knees far apart.<br /><br />"Now relax, little sister."<br /><br />Seanna parted Sandy's lips with one hand and guided the <br />huge instrument into her love channel with the other. <br />She snaked it around in Sandy's body. When a good part <br />of its length had disappeared, she switched it on.<br /><br />"Mmmm" Sandy mumbled into the sheets as the device <br />hummed within her.<br /><br />Seanna worked more and more of the device into Sandy, <br />twisting and turning it as she did. With her free hand <br />she began to stroke and pinch gently at the elevated <br />cheeks of Sandy's wiggling derriere.<br /><br />"Ohh. Umm."<br /><br />Seanna advanced the control another notch, the device <br />began to growl.<br /><br />"Oooh... Ung.."<br /><br />The red-head pumped the vibrating device in and out of <br />Sandy's hot tunnel, pressing it this way and that, <br />stimulating every nerve. She watched how Sandy's flesh <br />clung to the huge shaft as she withdrew it, how it <br />pressed her flesh inward as she forced it back into the <br />depths. She watched as the little ring of her rearmost <br />opening pooched in and out.<br /><br />Sensing the brunette was at the edge, Seanna turned the <br />machine on full and pressed it in, working it around. <br />She massaged the soft purple pucker of Sandy's other <br />opening with a wet fingertip.<br /><br />"Arrrg... Ohhh.. NNNNNG!"<br /><br />Sandy's cheeks waved back and forth, the muscles <br />jiggling and rippling, as the waves of intense pleasure <br />mounted to climax. Sandy came, and came and came.<br /><br />Her insides churned as never before, her muscles <br />tightening, flashes of heat coursing her spine.<br /><br />She clamped hard on the monster, as it roared within <br />her. She thought she would pass out, but still Seanna <br />insistently stirred the machine in her body, stroked <br />her little ring as it pooched in and out.<br /><br />At last she slumped, and the device turned off. Slowly <br />it withdrew from her body, she felt both relief and <br />loss at its going.<br /><br />"Oh Seanna, that was... beautiful! Oh, I'm so tired!"<br /><br />"Me too, little sister. Stay with me tonight, we'll <br />sleep well."<br /><br />"Good. Thanks. Hold me?"<br /><br />They kissed and fell asleep in each others arms.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-91419262380297775982008-09-22T10:09:00.000-07:002008-09-22T10:13:45.410-07:00Cool Beach<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj098MW-rjHOcMoXZwFuWuedeu0X-afY9fuCMvd4Zp9CU62kEwYsxqZ2Xeo1yQ5RYgCoknNuIwVz0dniHDvek50LVM2NgzwvY9ADOj1KUL26SvI79L8gTbJvzLN08pgm3h7Q6EcmrcVuuLG/s1600-h/sunbathing.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj098MW-rjHOcMoXZwFuWuedeu0X-afY9fuCMvd4Zp9CU62kEwYsxqZ2Xeo1yQ5RYgCoknNuIwVz0dniHDvek50LVM2NgzwvY9ADOj1KUL26SvI79L8gTbJvzLN08pgm3h7Q6EcmrcVuuLG/s400/sunbathing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248894965126143906" /></a><br /><br />By Ferrous Juggler<br /><br />Sharon and Meagan lay side by side on the beach,<br /> watching the sun fade over the horizon. The air was<br /> warm despite the darkening sky; it was going to be a<br /> hot night. The sand was deserted as far as they could<br /> see in either direction -- the public beaches were a<br /> few miles down the road, and tall fences conveniently<br /> blocked the tourists from intruding on the private<br /> playgrounds of the people who owned the beachfront<br /> houses.<br /><br /> Sharon reached over to the small cooler and found<br /> a large piece of ice, which she popped into her mouth<br /> quietly. Beside her, Meagan lay half asleep, obviously<br /> enjoying whatever day dream she was having -- her hands<br /> were passing slowly back and forth on her bare stomach,<br /> caressing the tanned skin softly, reaching a bit fur-<br /> ther down and a little further up with every pass.<br /> Sharon turned to watch her, propping herself up on one<br /> elbow.<br /><br /> "Why don't you let me do that," she suggested,<br /> whispering softly. Meagan simply nodded not bothering<br /> to open her eyes.<br /><br /> Sharon continued to suck on the ice while pulling<br /> Meagan's bikini top away from her breasts gently. The<br /> other woman sighed as her nipples were exposed to the<br /> warm breeze. The ice melting rapidly in her mouth,<br /> Sharon bent forward and clasped her lips tightly over<br /> the tip of one beautifully tanned breast. Meagan<br /> gasped at the unexpected shock but didn't move to break<br /> the contact.<br /><br /> Smiling to herself, Sharon swirled the diminishing<br /> ice around in her mouth, pressing it against the<br /> rapidly hardening nipple. Meagan moaned quietly and,<br /> encouraged, Sharon sucked harder at her lover's breast.<br /> The ice had melted into a pool of cold water in her<br /> mouth, making the nipple and surrounding breast glisten<br /> in the fading light as the hardened bud popped out of<br /> Sharon's mouth.<br /><br /> Reaching back, Sharon found a few more pieces of ice.<br /> She slid one into her mouth, kept the rest clenched in<br /> one fist. Climbing to her knees, Sharon took a single<br /> cube in her right hand and traced it slowly around the<br /> circumference of Meagan's untouched breast. When it<br /> reached the stiffened tip Meagan released a protracted<br /> sigh. Raising her left hand, Sharon let some of the<br /> melting ice drip straight onto the warm skin between<br /> Meagan's rapidly heaving breasts. <br /><br /> Sharon held her hand above Meagan's warm skin, slowly<br /> leading a trail of cold drops down her chest and onto<br /> her stomach. When the water reached the tender skin<br /> just above her bikini bottoms, Meagan cried aloud<br /> involuntarily. Sharon inched sideways, her left hand<br /> continuing its journey to one of Meagan's thighs. The<br /> ice in her mouth was nearly gone, so she found more<br /> with her free hand and grinned as it disappeared.<br /><br /> Meagan, eyes closed but realizing that her lover's<br /> hands were busy, pushed her bikini off impatiently.<br /> The tops of Sharon's breasts brushed against the out-<br /> side of Meagan's thigh as she leaned forward, trailing<br /> her dripping hand past Meagan's knee. Meagan's legs<br /> spread wide on their own accord and Sharon could almost<br /> feel the heat emanating from their juncture. Smiling<br /> wickedly to herself, Sharon bent forward and set her<br /> lips around Meagan's clit, placing her freezing tongue<br /> directly on the tender bundle of nerves.<br /><br /> Meagan cried out again and clenched her hands in the<br /> sand, thrusting her midsection up at her lover's face.<br /> The ice in Sharon's hand had disappeared by now and she<br /> swung herself around between Meagan's knees, rubbing<br /> her cold, wet hands across the hot skin of Meagan's<br /> legs.<br /><br /> Craning her neck further, Sharon thrust her tongue<br /> directly into Meagan's heated sex. Meagan's buttocks<br /> rose from the towel as she arched her back, driving<br /> herself against the cold organ inside her. Sharon's<br /> tongue didn't stay cold for long; however. She felt<br /> her mouth growing rapidly warmer as Meagen writhed<br /> uncontrollably on the towel.<br /><br /> In only seconds Meagan was gasping uncontrollably,<br /> twisting and grinding her nether region against<br /> Sharon's invading mouth. Her entire lower body was<br /> in the air, propped up by her kneeling lover's arms<br /> and shoulders. Sharon drove as deep as she could with<br /> her tongue, one hand reaching around to caress the<br /> quivering clit above her mouth. Meagan gave one more<br /> long cry as she came, actually squeezing Sharon's<br /> tongue for a moment with her inner muscles. When<br /> Sharon finally released her, Meagan lay on the towel,<br /> an occasional tremor rolling through her body.<br /><br /> "That was wonderful," Meagan said, finally opening<br /> her eyes.<br /><br /> Sharon smiled, looked around to find that they were<br /> still all alone. "Am I going to get a turn?" she asked,<br /> nipping lightly at Meagan's still-hard nipple.<br /><br /> Meagan wiggled teasingly, rolling up onto her side.<br /> "That depends," she said. "Is there any ice left?"LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-39912330704829612282008-09-08T15:23:00.000-07:002008-09-08T15:27:03.914-07:00Aftermath<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTX60juB9WahLZDlp_NCWFQwDnSbl4npeFysv1em1o_B4ZHMrBA1RoyE6Tg68oOvaV4SE48weLvp-AQLaq4jBbHJWTKNLEQBjfYgCsSA1QLLPyl9U0cay65XI2kuPz2MZDYMLT5URog523/s1600-h/Lesbian.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTX60juB9WahLZDlp_NCWFQwDnSbl4npeFysv1em1o_B4ZHMrBA1RoyE6Tg68oOvaV4SE48weLvp-AQLaq4jBbHJWTKNLEQBjfYgCsSA1QLLPyl9U0cay65XI2kuPz2MZDYMLT5URog523/s320/Lesbian.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243780557932262162" /></a><br />By Lonelywine<br /><br />Sometimes we do things that have no rhyme or reason. We <br />just do it without thinking. <br /><br />My name is Jillian Springston and I and my family live <br />in a small town in Southern Indiana. If there were such <br />a magazine called the "All American Family", the four <br />of us could well be on the cover. <br /><br />By the four of us, I refer to myself and my husband of <br />nineteen years Jake; my daughter Lisa who is seventeen; <br />and my son Brian who just graduated from high school <br />this past June. I of course am on the high end of <br />thirty something, but I am still trim and shapely <br />enough that most people think I’m younger.<br /><br />Rather than try to describe myself, I can tell you <br />honestly that I look very much like Patricia Heaton, <br />she of the "Everybody Loves Raymond" television series. <br />At 5’7" I would think that I am probably several inches <br />taller than she, but in appearance, hair color and body <br />shape, we are similar enough to be twins. Perhaps we <br />were in some other lifetime.<br /><br />To get back to the no "rhyme or reason" thing, her name <br />is Delores Cortez and she is a schoolmate of my <br />daughter. She has the dark and sensual look of her <br />Latin heritage, and as my son commented once, she has <br />quite a "rack". Rack in his terminology of course <br />meaning breasts. And that "rack" she has was the start <br />of a reluctant adventure for me.<br /><br />It was raining that day she stood on the porch ringing <br />the doorbell. When I opened the door, she stood there <br />with wetness dripping from her hair, her thin white <br />blouse plastered against her. Suffice it to say that <br />her "rack" was quite visible to my eyes as I invited <br />her in, chiding her for walking in such a rainstorm. <br />She had merely shrugged her shoulders and smiled at me.<br /><br />"It’s not that bad, Missus Springston, I like the <br />rain."<br /><br />"I do too," I laughed. "But I would much rather look at <br />it through my window than walk in it. Oh dear, you must <br />be chilled to the bone."<br /><br />"Nah, I’m okay. Lisa isn’t home, is she? I forgot that <br />she had to stay for band practice today. Was you busy?"<br /><br />"Not really," I said, my eyes constantly returning to <br />the front of her white blouse. I could actually see her <br />nipples through the thin cotton material. Oddly enough, <br />I could feel myself growing moist between my legs.<br /><br /> *<br /><br />I suppose I have always had some sort of strange <br />attraction for the female breast. When I was five or <br />six years old and she was baby sitting me for one <br />reason or another, my mother’s sister, my Aunt Agnes, <br />would often cradle me on her lap and open her blouse <br />then let me suckle at her huge breasts. Once in a while <br />she would rub me between my legs as I sucked eagerly at <br />her titty, but I was too young to realize what was <br />really happening. Then she married my Uncle Alex and <br />they moved across country from us.<br /><br />Many times I would attempt to touch my mother’s <br />breasts, but she would always push my hand away and <br />tell me that it wasn’t nice to touch her like that. As <br />I grew older and in high school around my daughter’s <br />age, I would find myself stealing peeks at the other <br />girl’s breasts whenever the opportunity presented <br />itself, but I honestly didn’t attach any great <br />significance to it. The reason I tell you all of this <br />is because it might help to explain all that happened.<br /><br /> *<br /><br />"Delores... you might catch cold as wet as your things <br />are, why don’t you let me put your blouse and your <br />jeans in the dryer for a bit?" I couldn’t believe I was <br />saying it as soon as the words tumbled from my lips.<br /><br />"Okay," she shrugged and calmly pulled her blouse up <br />and over her head and handed it to me. Then she <br />unfastened her jeans and skimmed them down her shapely <br />and muscular legs. Without thinking, I bent forward to <br />pick her jeans up and found my face only inches from <br />her crotch. I could plainly see the dark triangle of <br />her pubic hairs through the thin and damp material of <br />her underpants. <br /><br />My legs were hardly able to support me as I <br />straightened up again and turned away from the girl, <br />carrying her wet clothes across the kitchen and into <br />the laundry room. Pushing them into the dryer, I braced <br />myself with my hands on the edge of the dryer and tried <br />desperately to regain my equilibrium. I was so sexually <br />aroused that I was actually trembling. After a long <br />minute, I took a deep breath and returned to the living <br />room where Delores was half sitting and half laying on <br />the sofa. It only took me a second to realize that she <br />was posing.<br /><br />My heart fluttering in my chest, I sat down at the end <br />of the sofa close to her now shoeless feet. She was <br />looking at me silently through half hooded lids, an <br />enigmatic smile curving the corners of her lips. <br />Keeping my movement elaborately casual, I reached over <br />and wrapped my fingers around her foot, squeezing <br />lightly.<br /><br />"Ummm, I like my feet rubbed, Missus Springston."<br /><br />"Do you?" I asked. Without making any pretense about <br />it, I looked openly and directly at her panty covered <br />crotch. "What else do you like rubbed Delores?"<br /><br />"Anythin’ you wanna rub," she responded quickly, her <br />Spanish accent very noticeable. "I like you."<br /><br />"You’re my daughter’s friend," I said softly. <br /><br />"I wouldn’t say anythin’, Missus Springston... not to <br />anybody!" Scooting herself slightly towards me, she <br />lifted her free foot and rubbed her stockinged toes <br />against the front of my blouse. "'Specially not to <br />Lisa."<br /><br />Releasing her foot and not even pausing to consider <br />what I was going to do, I turned and lay down full <br />length on top of her, just as my husband has lain on me <br />so many times. When I kissed her, she darted her tongue <br />into my mouth, spreading her legs so that we lay belly <br />to belly. After kissing and sucking at her tongue for a <br />minute, I slid myself downward and pulled the cups of <br />her still wet bra away from her breasts. She moaned <br />softly as I sucked her turgid nipple between my lips, <br />my tongue swirling. <br /><br />She groaned loudly. "You makin’ me hot," she said <br />huskily as she put her hand on top of my head and <br />pushed. "I wan’ you should eat me."<br /><br />It was if I were in some sort of dream. Realizing the <br />sofa was much too short; I twisted off of it to the <br />floor on my knees. She turned herself around to face <br />me, quickly hiked her buttocks up and skimmed her <br />panties down her legs, pulling one foot free. Hooking <br />her legs over my shoulders in what could only be a <br />practiced movement, she put her hand on the back of my <br />head, pulling my face into her crotch. I closed my <br />eyes, and for the first time in my life touched my lips <br />to another female’s vagina. My nostrils quivered as I <br />inhaled the musky aroma emanating from between her <br />legs. <br /><br />I began licking her amateurishly then, pulling the lips <br />of her vagina apart with my fingers as my tongue <br />savored the exotic taste of her. My entire face pressed <br />into her vagina, I put my arms under her thighs and <br />lifted her up as if offering her vagina as a feast for <br />myself. Eyes still closed; I attempted to fuck her with <br />mouth and tongue even as I heard her voice drifting <br />down from somewhere above my head.<br /><br />"You eat pussy good, Missus Springston... but I hafta <br />tell you somethin’... sometime I squirt when I come, <br />hokay?"<br /><br />I was so aroused and excited, I couldn’t even <br />comprehend what she was saying, nor did I care. I <br />simply continued trying to burrow my entire face into <br />her vagina, my tongue working feverishly. After what <br />seemed minutes but could only have been seconds, her <br />thighs clamped my head in a vise like grip as she <br />smashed her crotch against my mouth.<br /><br />I could actually feel her vagina rhythmically begin to <br />pulsate against my lips and tongue as she attained <br />orgasm; myself swallowing convulsively as a liquid jet <br />of slightly salty something spurted against my tongue. <br />I realized it must be urine, but I willingly swallowed <br />eagerly, not wanting to miss even a single drop as I <br />felt my own insides tumble in one of the most intense <br />orgasms I had ever experienced... <br /><br /> *<br /><br />Sitting there partially naked on the sofa, she didn’t <br />seem to be the least bit embarrassed as I retrieved her <br />clothing from the dryer. As I stood there watching her <br />dress herself again, the enormity of my actions washed <br />over me. <br /><br />"Delores? You’re still a minor. I could get in a lot of <br />trouble if you told anyone what happened here today." <br />My voice sounded wooden and heavy to my ears. "Please <br />don’t tell anyone... please?"<br /><br />She laughed. "Why would I tell anyone, Missus <br />Springston? You think I’d wan’ anyone to know that I <br />made out with an old woman? Sorry, no offense. What I’m <br />sayin’ is that you don’ have to worry about anythin’ <br />like that! Besides... I hit on you, not the other way <br />aroun’!"<br /><br />"What?"<br /><br />"I knew Lisa won’t be home when I get here," she <br />grinned as she zipped her jeans. "I was just hopin’ you <br />might be willin’ to play aroun’ a little. You’re a real <br />pretty lady."<br /><br />With a sudden flash of insight, I realized that what <br />she was saying was true! The wet clothes and the <br />willingness to strip them off in my living room; <br />deliberately pushing her crotch into my face; laying on <br />the sofa in her underwear as if in open invitation; it <br />all added up now. I had been royally and easily <br />seduced... and by an expert too! <br /><br />"How did you know I might want to... to do what I did?"<br /><br />"I knew soon as I come in the door and seen how you was <br />checkin’ out my tits," she grinned. "There was a look <br />in your eyes. Hey... Lisa should be home soon. I’d <br />better get goin’, Missus Springston. And hey... don’ <br />feel bad about getting’ it on with me... ya know? It <br />mus’ run in the family."<br /><br />Before I could ask her what she meant by that last <br />remark, she was already out the door and gone.<br /><br /> *<br /><br />I thought about what Delores had said just before <br />leaving for the next couple of weeks. I also did some <br />deep thinking about the feelings I was experiencing now <br />in the aftermath. There was no sense in trying to <br />delude myself... that the sex with Delores had been <br />absolutely marvelous was a truth I would have to <br />accept. <br /><br />I had loved the sensation of the softness of a female <br />body beneath my own, rather than the muscled, rough <br />hardness of a male. My biggest regret being that I <br />hadn’t taken the time to remove my own clothing.<br /><br />But strangest of all was recalling my feelings when she <br />had peed in my mouth. How eagerly I had accepted and <br />swallowed it without a moment’s hesitation. Over the <br />years I had of course read and heard things about so <br />called "water sports", always feeling a tinge of <br />revulsion at the mere thought of tasting someone else’s <br />urine. But now I began to understand how some people <br />could come to enjoy it, if you’ll pardon the pun.<br /><br /> *<br /><br />It was about three weeks after my little thing with <br />Delores that my daughter confronted me. We were on our <br />way to the mall to pick up a gift for her Father’s <br />upcoming birthday. With me driving carefully through <br />the early afternoon traffic that Saturday, Lisa and I <br />had been chatting and making plans for Jake’s birthday <br />party when she dropped the bombshell onto me.<br /><br />"Hey! I forgot to tell you that I invited some of the <br />kids from school to the party. Delores is coming, I’m <br />sure you remember her, don’t you Mom?"<br /><br />"Delores?" I asked nervously. "Is that the little <br />Mexican girl?"<br /><br />She laughed. "Oh, c’mon Mom. I know you remember who <br />she is! She told me all about it... you and her I mean. <br />We’re close friends so we always tell each other <br />everything. I’ve been meaning to ask you, how was it? <br />Or rather... how was she?"<br /><br />My mind was spinning furiously as I searched for some <br />sort of response. <br /><br />"C’mon Mom," my daughter said. "Chill out! You’re white <br />as a sheet! It’s okay, heck, I think it’s really cool!"<br /><br />Suddenly too nervous to deal with the traffic, I pulled <br />over to the side of the street and parked. Turning off <br />the ignition, I looked at my daughter. <br /><br />"Honey, you obviously know what happened," I began <br />nervously. "All I can say is that I am sorry! So very <br />sorry! It was unforgivable of me, I know. I honestly <br />don’t know what came over me, baby." I brushed a tear <br />from my eye. "I’m so ashamed that you even know about <br />it!"<br /><br />"Don’t be," she giggled softly. "It’s not all your <br />fault, Mom. Dee has had her eyes on you for quite a <br />while now, and when Dee wants something, she knows how <br />to get it! Besides, she asked me if it’d be okay before <br />putting the make on you.. I’m the one who told her to <br />go for it!" She giggled again. "If it wasn’t for the <br />fact that you’re my Mom, I would have went after you <br />myself!"<br /><br />I stared at her. "Lisa? Are you telling me that you’re <br />a... a lesbian?"<br /><br />"Nah, not really. I dig guys too," she shook her head. <br />"I just don’t want to take a chance on getting knocked <br />up or anything. I guess maybe I’m BI. A lot of us girls <br />at school swing both ways."<br /><br />"But you’re only seventeen," I sighed. <br /><br />"I’ll be eighteen in two months. Besides, I’ve been <br />dancing the horizontal mambo with other chicks since I <br />was fourteen."<br /><br />The horizontal mambo? I shook my head and smothered a <br />laugh. "Well, at least there’s a chance I’ll have <br />grandkids someday then."<br /><br />"Probably," she agreed. "But I’m not going to get <br />serious with a guy until I finish college. I want to go <br />into criminal law some day. But stop changing the <br />subject, okay? Did you or did you not enjoy sex with <br />Delores?"<br /><br />I laughed. "You already sound like a lawyer, you little <br />stinker! <br /><br />I can’t believe you’re grilling your own mother!"<br /><br />"So did you?"<br /><br />Why try to deny it, I asked myself. "Yes," I said. "I <br />did enjoy it! Satisfied?"<br /><br />"You didn’t tell Dad, did you?"<br /><br />"Get serious! Your Father would kill me!"<br /><br />"Maybe and maybe not," she said. "I found a stash of <br />Dad’s sex magazines hidden in his toolbox in the <br />garage. They were mostly magazines of lesbians doing <br />each other! The idea of it must be a turn-on for him. <br />I’ll bet he’d like to get into a little three-way with <br />you and another woman sometime."<br /><br />"Your Father?!?" <br /><br />"Yep! Wouldn’t surprise me at all. Hey, you want me to <br />fix you up with another one of my girl friends?"<br /><br />"Lisa!" I exclaimed. "Are you serious?"<br /><br />"Sure, why not? They all think you’re a living doll!"<br /><br />"Delores called me an ‘old lady’."<br /><br />"Well, you are," she laughed. "But a sexy one. So you <br />want me to or not, old lady?"<br /><br />"Sure," I said with a shrug as I started the car again. <br />"Why not?"LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-76428039824891215512008-08-16T16:08:00.000-07:002008-08-16T16:11:55.709-07:00Yasmin Ogur: Vampyra<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTV3vG9a36BMdt6jWzTwYjhEaMkmKu3J3iEvzwQYYY89mjRn-_51gOO7qDORC26Gsi6cTR9PDhyphenhyphen4Izohgc__IRPOxzLodcC3_02MRGX-DwbQFEmXiWx-5SMgHAMhf-Xo_HIEQPhyMVu6Ai/s1600-h/vampire.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTV3vG9a36BMdt6jWzTwYjhEaMkmKu3J3iEvzwQYYY89mjRn-_51gOO7qDORC26Gsi6cTR9PDhyphenhyphen4Izohgc__IRPOxzLodcC3_02MRGX-DwbQFEmXiWx-5SMgHAMhf-Xo_HIEQPhyMVu6Ai/s320/vampire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235257133281553618" /></a><br />You've all heard that flirty saying "I don't bite...hard." Well, Judy's one of those flirts, and when word gets out about her nibbling habits, she becomes those most sought-after dyke on the block! Just call her "<a href="http://www.lesbianstories.reallesbianporn.net/Yasmin002.html">Vampyra</a>."LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-77192989035458996012008-08-08T21:59:00.000-07:002008-08-08T22:01:36.240-07:00T Meehan: Lake Front<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyFC9Yfw9HW9WqvbJmkTPF2ZDRcljT2HdEvBTXuBSMphCnSRjRhDVfqKg7uTiWczlXqkbfPXhxMYt1_7wNVlWyZdyBARawGsWfYd3783qmN8VmBl-9HVuINUdRVa_XTl4ZXo_FgyvAjrI-/s1600-h/T+Meehan.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyFC9Yfw9HW9WqvbJmkTPF2ZDRcljT2HdEvBTXuBSMphCnSRjRhDVfqKg7uTiWczlXqkbfPXhxMYt1_7wNVlWyZdyBARawGsWfYd3783qmN8VmBl-9HVuINUdRVa_XTl4ZXo_FgyvAjrI-/s320/T+Meehan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232378523493339554" /></a><br />By T Meehan<br /><br /><br />The last of the afternoon sun’s rays filtered through tree branches to caress the wooden floor with its golden light. The campaign fundraiser party had quieted as groups of women sat together sharing their stories. I had settled into a soft leather chair to absorb the energy surrounding me. I watched dust particles perform an erratic dance in the sun’s beam, fascinated by how the particles seemed to dance around each other in an exotic form of tag. My mind wandered to the owner of the home and host of the party. She was my primary incentive for attending and contributing to the campaign of the candidate. Contributing to a strong woman’s campaign was something in which I believed, but it was an added bonus to be able to attend an event in the home of a woman I enjoyed watching. <br /><br />I sipped cold mineral water from the bottle in my hand and nearly spilled the liquid down my chest when I saw her. <br /><br />Feet clad in hiking sandals stepped into the beam, sending the dust dancers scattering. My eyes slowly followed the curve of her instep, past her ankle, to begin the journey along her very strong legs. Nearly sheer fabric gripped her powerful thighs as she slowly crossed the room. A smile pulled at the corners of my mouth as a vision developed in my mind of my tongue on her smooth thigh. I could feel myself becoming wet as my eyes caressed her sensuous curves.<br /> I envisioned peeling the silky fabric from her body to expose her rounded hips as my eyes continued their journey along her sturdy torso. The discussions surrounding me washed over me much like an ocean wave lapping at warm sand. The women’s voices in the room felt like delicate hands dancing over my skin as my mind continued to savor images of my tongue moving over her body. Gazing intently, I failed to notice that she had stopped walking and had turned to face me. My mind reveled in the caress of my tongue on her skin as my eyes lingered over her chest before sliding along her throat to her face.<br /> <br />I was momentarily caught off guard when our eyes met.<br /><br /> I did not look away, but smiled as I sipped from my bottle. I noticed color rise in her neck as she stood before me. I slowly licked the moisture from my lips in part to keep from chuckling at her discomfort. Color crept into her face as she watched my tongue remove the mineral water from my lips. My heart pounded inside my chest as I stood, rising before her as I set the bottle on a coaster. <br /> Slowly I swept my eyes down her body and back up, smiled as my eyes met hers, and informed her I was in need of some fresh air before gently brushing against her as I passed. I could feel her hand turn to brush mine as I slowly walked past. My smile broadened as my heart thudded inside my chest. Wetness generated by my anticipation of touching her seeped into my cotton knit boxers as I walked outside. <br />I needed to move away from the desire to throw her down on the couch and peel the fabric from her body. I stepped into the sunlight and blinked against the startling brightness. Stepping beyond the walkway to the wooded path leading toward the water, I breathed in the sweet moisture coming from the lake. The humid air was thick, smelling of musk from the moss growing at the base of the trees, its scent feeding my desire for the sexy brunette.<br /> <br /> My vision of her distracted me and I failed to notice footsteps behind me.<br /> <br />I stepped off the trail to lean against a tree as I watched ducks playfully moving in the water. My view of the lake was suddenly blocked when she stepped before me. <br /> <br />Startled by her bold appearance, I greeted her with a grin.<br /><br /> “I have to say that I cannot remember feeling so stripped by someone who is not actually touching me.” Her dark eyes met mine, locking me in her intense stare. “Do you always look at people that way?”<br /> “Mmm.” I said slowly. “Only sexy women.” My eyes remained fixed on hers as I shifted against the tree’s trunk. Looking her up and down one more time, I slowly asserted, “And especially women who inspire the visual stripping.” I smiled slightly and winked as I wiped my sweaty palms onto my jeans. My palms were the only indication of the gamble I took with my responses. I could see color flushing her neck and cheeks as I stepped away from the tree, encouraged by her response. <br />“Would you like to walk with me down to the shore?” I began to walk without waiting for her to respond. My heart skipped a beat when I heard her fall into step behind me. I felt the lubrication of my desire flow from me as I envisioned peeling the clothes from her strong body.<br /> “Tell me something.” She stood next to me as we stopped at the water’s edge. Her forearm brushed mine, making my heart flutter. “Do you always look at women like that?”<br /> “Is it a problem for you?” <br /> <br />All of the heat in my body traveled to the spot where her forearm rested against mine. I resisted the urge to take her arms and push her against the steep bank. I turned toward her to see her more clearly. Taking in the scent from the lake, I could smell her sweet musk mingling with the lake’s aroma. <br /><br />Grinning, I quipped. “I enjoy taking in nature’s beauty.”<br /> <br />Her hand reached out and firmly grasped my waistband. “Yes, well I just hope you can be as talented with your body as you are with your eyes.” She grinned while she lifted my waistband to press the fabric of my jeans into my aroused flesh. <br />She winked and asked softly. “Why don’t we check out the boathouse over there?” <br />She pulled me closer as she turned to begin making her way across the rocky beach toward the small building. I walked beside her, growing wetter as the seam in the crotch of my jeans was pulled tight against the lips of my dripping flesh.<br /> I allowed her to lead me, relishing the pressure from her grip. My tongue slowly traced the line of my lips as I reached toward her ass. Her attempt to take control sent shockwaves shooting through me as we made our way to the boathouse.<br /><br />“I have as much talent as you need, love.” I heard her breath catch in her throat as my fingers slid between her strong thighs.<br /> We entered the boathouse together and stepped into the small craft floating in the water.<br /> I watched her walk to the rear of the boat and turn to face me as she lowered herself to the padded leather bench seat. I licked my lips in anticipation of touching her soft skin. I approached her, reaching out to gently trace her jaw line with my fingertips. A growl rumbled softly in my chest as I leaned in to kiss her. I straddled her lap as my tongue playfully tickled her lips. My hands cupped her breasts as my fingers teased her erect nipples. <br />I slipped my tongue into her mouth as my thighs pressed into hers. My own breath quickened as my tongue caressed hers. I felt her hands opening my jeans before her fingers slid into my underwear and between my very wet lips in search of my pulsating clit. I sucked her tongue into my mouth while I gathered her shirt in my hands to pull it off over her head. Her skilled fingers returned to surround my very hard clit, making the shaft feel as if it were penetrating her. <br />“Mmmm, so nice.” I say with admiration as my hands cup her exposed breasts. I leaned over to play with her nipples with my tongue, gripping the puckered flesh between my teeth. I teased each one as her fingers pressed into me in rhythm with my grinding thrusts.<br />Without warning, I felt her teeth bite into the flesh of my shoulder. She sucked the flesh gripped between her teeth as I thrust into her hand. Spasms shot through my body while her fingers continued working my pulsating clit. A growl roared from deep within my chest as I gripped her head between my palms to kiss her. My tongue pushed inside her soft mouth to claim her before I released my grip.<br /> Reluctantly, I slid off her lap to allow the removal of her khaki shorts, regretting that her hand no longer had access to my throbbing clit. I deftly opened the clasp of her shorts and slid them over her hips. <br />Kneeling between her feet on the boat’s deck, I slid my hands beneath her knees and lifted her shapely legs to my shoulders. I winked at her as I playfully bit the inside of her thigh before pulling her closer to the edge of the seat. I turned my head to bite the inside of her other thigh hard enough to leave a mark. <br />A mixture of groan and growl escaped her full lips as she grabbed my hair to pull me into her dripping flesh. <br /> I resisted just enough to tease her. My tongue slowly traced the edge of her lips, parting them slowly. She moaned and pushed toward my face while she used her strong legs draped over my shoulders to pull me closer. The tip of my tongue sought her swollen clit. I slowly circled the very swollen shaft of her pulsating flesh.<br /> I growled into her while the tips of my fingers danced over her thighs. <br /> “You need to stop teasing me!” <br />I looked up into her eyes as I blew on her wet clit. <br />“Fuck!” <br />I grinned and winked up at her as I flicked the tip of her throbbing clit. I saw her throw her head back as I sucked her swollen clit between my teeth. <br />“Yes! Suck me!” My tongue continued to tease the tip as my mouth sucked her clit deeper. My hands reached for her heaving tits, massaging and teasing the nipples.<br /> <br /> I felt her grab my right hand while I continued sucking her pulsating flesh. <br /><br />Her breathing deepened in a faster rhythm as she pressed my fingertips against her lips. I glanced up and saw her suck my fingers into her mouth. <br />I gasped into her pussy as my fingers were surrounded by the silky wetness of her mouth. She sucked deeply, and I could feel the opening of her throat close around my fingertips. My own pussy gushed in appreciation of her talented mouth, soaking my jeans. My clit jumped every time she sucked harder as if a nerve connected my fingers to my throbbing clit. <br />I was grateful I was already on my knees when I felt her tongue playfully tracing the outline of each of my four fingers. I was so turned on by seeing her suck my fingers that I was having difficulty focusing on my task as she toyed with my fingers inside her very soft, wet mouth. My clit was reaching out to my jeans in an attempt to find some attention for itself while strangled growls vibrated against her clit inside my mouth.<br /> My tongue plunged inside her and her groans vibrated against my flesh while she bit my fingers. The discomfort was not quite pain, just a pressure that could have become painful if she wished to inflict it. Her tongue extended to reach the tips of my fingers she had just removed from her mouth. <br /><br />“I want you to fuck me,” she said huskily as she re traced each of my fingers with her tongue.<br /> <br />I shifted slightly to allow room for my hand to slide under my chin as my heart pounded in a rhythm with my clit. My tongue circled her clit as my wet fingers slid into her moist folds. <br />“Oh yes, use all your fingers. Fill me.” <br />I sucked on her as I pushed four fingers inside her. A rumbling growl rolled from deep inside her chest and past her lips as I felt her take my short hair in her strong fingers. <br />“Oh yes. Yes! Push deep inside me.” Wetness flowed from me as I felt her velvety flesh squeeze my fingers.<br /> My clit throbbed as I envisioned its swollen shaft being squeezed by her velvety cunt. I rose up to kiss her while pushing my thumb against her pulsating clit. <br />She panted and groaned inside my mouth as my crotch pushed against the back of my hand. <br />“I want to fuck you hard.” My hips powered each thrust and my clit jumped against my jeans. <br />She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper inside her. I growled as I felt the pressure build up behind my hand. <br /> “Oh Yes!!” She pulled my mouth against hers, screaming against my probing tongue. <br />“Fuck me hard and fast!” Her legs pulled me into her. <br />The muscles inside her clenched onto my thrusting fingers, and I felt a knuckle crack inside her. Her arms clutched me to her as she screamed out, convulsively squeezing me with her legs. Waves of pleasure washed over her as she bit into my neck, pulling me with her as she fell back against the bench cushion.<br />I convulsed against my wrist as she sucked my bitten flesh into her mouth. A growled roar joined her muffled screams as I pushed deep inside her. <br />She sighed deeply as smaller waves of pleasure flowed over her much like an incoming tide. I felt her velvet clench, release, and then clench again in rhythm with her clit. I rested against her, taking in her musky scent.<br /> “Mmm, nice.” I murmur into her throat as I nip at her neck. “I think my fingers actually came inside you.” I whispered while pulling her earlobe into my mouth and tickling it with my tongue. Her legs tighten around me again and I feel her nails dig into my back.<br /> “Stay inside me. I want you to fuck me again, only slower.” <br />Our lips met, and my tongue slipped into her moist mouth seductively dancing with hers. My clit jumped against my jeans as she sucked my tongue deeper inside her mouth and dug her nails into my back.<br /> My hips gently rotated behind my hand, moving my hand in a circular motion inside her. I could feel the muscles of her pussy clamping onto my fingers, squeezing them together. My clit rubbed against my jeans as I continued to grind against my hand, pushing my fingers deep inside her velvety cunt. <br />“I want to hear your pleasure. Sing for me.” I teased the top of her mouth with the tip of my tongue, sliding it slowly along the ridges inside her eager mouth. “I want you to cum for me. Cum all over my hand so you can lick it clean.”<br /> I heard a rumble building inside her as she bit my neck. The growl rose inside her throat. “Oh yes, make me cum for you.” <br />Her powerful legs clamped around my waist, pulling me against her. I felt her nails break the skin of my back as she gripped me and arched her back. “I want to cum for you. Tell me to cum for you.”<br /> My rotating hips ground my clit against the saturated denim of my jeans. Sweat dripped into my eyes as I become aware of my own pussy clenching, pushing fluid from inside me to attempt to mingle with the stream of juices flowing from deep inside her. <br />“Cum with me now!” My back arched and I felt fluid that would have splashed my knees had I not been in my jeans as she screamed into the flesh of my shoulder. Waves of pleasure rushed through me and I thrust my tongue deep inside her mouth.<br /> After sucking hard on my tongue, she threw her head back to voice her pleasure. “Fuck me! Yes baby, fuck me hard!!” <br /> I bit her throat as she continued to sing out to me. Her voice powered the spasms rushing throughout my body. <br />We bucked together as our bodies were overcome with wave after wave of pleasure as we rocked together. <br />Finally spent, I fell against her bare body. She bit my neck playfully as she pulled my shirt off my sweaty torso. <br /><br /> “Now, it’s my turn.” Her tongue tickled my ear as her hands slid under the waistband of my jeans. “After I strip you, I am going to fuck you till you scream.”<br /> Before I could respond, she had shifted her weight, turned me onto my back, and pulled my jeans from me. “Hmm, think you are slick do you?” Her voice changed to take charge of the situation. <br />I tried to sit up to wrap my arms around her waist but she pushed me back onto the cushion, telling me to lie back and enjoy the ride. I grinned as she held her body over mine.<br /> “Now, I am going to play with you, and you…” She bent to nip at my lower lip before continuing. <br />“You are going to lie back and let me play with you.” <br />I tried to lift my head to meet her moist lips, but she quickly moved out of reach. I lay back on the leather cushion as she lowered her body on top of me. “Now you are getting the picture.” With an evil glint in her eyes, she held her body just above mine and used her nipples to tantalize my skin.<br /> I struggled to keep from grabbing onto her while I squirmed with mounting pleasure. “Shit, you are such a tease!” <br /><br />She grinned as she slid her nipple over my belly and then over my shaved mound as I spread my legs. My clit jumped when her nipple pushed between my wet lips before sliding lower. I wondered if it were her nails on my skin as her nipple slid along the inside of my leg. <br />I groaned with frustration when I felt her hot breath on my clit. I could feel her tongue dance over the outer surface of my swollen lips. When I reached for her hair, she quietly raised her head to meet my gaze.<br /><br />I stopped breathing to hear her quiet words when I saw her eyes darken.<br /><br />“I know you heard me tell you to lie back and let me play.”<br /><br />“Yes.” I whispered.<br /><br />“Do you want me to play with you?”<br /><br />“Yes.” I swallowed hard.<br /><br />I trembled with anticipation when her nails dragged over my chest.<br /><br />“If you do not let me play with you, I will leave you here squirming for me.” <br /><br />I could see her eyes dance while I gripped the cushion to keep from disobeying her. Her teasing my senses triggered a need for her touch. She used enough pressure to make ridges appear on my skin while I struggled to not scream for her to do more. <br />The delight in her expression fed my hunger while the thrill of possibility soared through my body. I needed this powerful woman to pleasure herself with me. Her hunger felt sharper than her short nails. <br />I fought to not grab her and pull her against me. My thoughts focused on the contact where her body touched mine. I looked into her eyes and was startled by my image reflected in her dark pupils. A rush of adrenaline soared through me as it occurred to me that I was ensnared by her hunger.<br /><br />I was surprised with the words that so easily fell out of my mouth.<br /> <br />“Please, play with me.” My fingers released the cushion to flatten against the leather. “Use me.”<br /><br />Her eyes narrowed to test me with her gaze as she considered the veracity of my words. <br /><br />Trembling slightly, I suddenly felt her purring presence surrounding me. She had not moved, but I felt her hunger fill me. My breathing deepened while I focused on sensing her need. I was surprised by how it felt as if she were caressing me from within my body – moving slowly to massage each part of me. I was unsettled by how my intake of breath seemed to be connected to her possession of me. <br /><br />My mind raced to explain this new sensation but something more primal overtook my will to allow the sensation of submission to flow throughout my body. <br /><br />The tip of her tongue touched my ear and slowly traced the outer edge while her nipples teased my chest. Her breath entered my ear canal and seemed to flow throughout my aroused body, making me shudder beneath her. The stiff tissue of her erect nipples slid against my skin as she slowly trailed her tongue past my ear to my neck and around my throat. I wanted to touch her, to take back the control. I struggled against my aggressive nature to allow myself to be taken.<br />Her teeth bit into the base of my throat. My breath locked inside my tissue as she sucked on my flesh. Her nipples raked my skin, and I was shocked at how sharp they felt. <br />Releasing my throat, she looked into my eyes. “I can feel your need to take charge.” She raked her hard nipples across my belly. “The way you looked at me in the house…” Her slow movement dragged her nipples over the mound I kept shaved before her mouth lowered to my belly to bite my sweat slick skin. “You like to be in control.”<br />Tremors shuddered through me as sounds escaped my lips despite my attempts to keep them inside. <br /><br />“Yes.” I was surprised by my trembling voice.<br /><br />She pulled my skin as she raised her head enough to look into my eyes. “The marks I leave on your skin will make you think of me when you look at them.” She sucked on my flesh while she looked into my eyes. <br />Sweat rolled off my aroused body. I was overwhelmed with sensation that made me want to scream for her to do more. Her teeth transmitted desire into my skin to explode throughout my body when she began to suck my bitten flesh into her mouth. A faint voice tried to tell me to back away from this sensuously powerful woman while a stronger voice told me to stay and admit to how much I wanted to feel her teeth on my sensitive flesh. <br /><br />I could see myself with a miniature version of me on each shoulder. One version telling me to run while the other says to stay. Had my attention not been so riveted on her teeth gripping my skin, I may have chuckled at the image.<br /><br />Sound rushed from my body as her fingernails bit into the skin of my chest. My back arched when her nails blazed a trail down my torso, over my hips and down my thighs.<br /><br />“Are you paying attention now?” She growled at me.<br /><br />“Yes!” I panted through the fire in my chest ignited by her nails scraping my flesh.<br />“Good.” She purred before sinking her teeth into my thigh next to my very wet lips. <br />I expected pain and was shocked when desire rocketed through my body. I struggled to understand how it was possible for her to fill me with raging pleasure while biting and sucking my flesh. I fought the need to understand to allow myself to let go and enjoy the sensations of her contact. Suddenly feeling as if I had jumped over a cliff, I heard her speak to me.<br /><br />“Soar with me…” Purring her request, she slid her fingers inside my slippery flesh.<br />“Yes.” I breathed as I let go of the final traces of resistance. My back arched as she filled me, carrying me aloft on her will. <br /><br /><br /><i>T Meehan lives in Rochester, NY. When she's not writing steamy fiction, she breeds and shows Welsh Terriers, and helps other members of the gay community with pet grooming and canine care. </i>LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-46788424200370798422008-07-08T18:24:00.000-07:002008-07-08T18:36:56.063-07:00Ri: The Auction<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEWlHV5uKUsF2zYt7aLyhtDL1WyyOCQwQckXbdUGmy25n4F4cYJHZIJ8ldRTDvwecR4c5mrC__0i6HAiF1DIN-b8wlgq3yR7zTDnipzAmFyW77VoejFqH6atFB5DmaAdZjssNMZQlaNw-9/s1600-h/facts+of+life.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEWlHV5uKUsF2zYt7aLyhtDL1WyyOCQwQckXbdUGmy25n4F4cYJHZIJ8ldRTDvwecR4c5mrC__0i6HAiF1DIN-b8wlgq3yR7zTDnipzAmFyW77VoejFqH6atFB5DmaAdZjssNMZQlaNw-9/s400/facts+of+life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220822097571267778" /></a><br />If you survived the 80s, you know you were glued to the tube when "Facts of Life" came on, and you were either a Jo fan or a Blair fan. In this delightful <a href="http://xenafiction.net/scrolls/ri_the_auction.html">story</a>, the whole cast reunites for a fundraising auction, and the show's two main hotties have a special reunion of their own.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-15513682693471356992008-06-30T17:35:00.000-07:002008-06-30T17:37:11.789-07:00Dax: FramedIn this "Law and Order"-like <a href="http://www.legionsofnephthys.com/ADAsOffice/framed.html">story</a>, Alex has a secret. And Olivia's determined to find out what it is...LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-25524202688529771482008-06-15T12:43:00.000-07:002008-06-15T12:48:36.479-07:00Larisa: Savage Winds<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuGkRlWWmIL0JylagbDYcGyBBjPzfVL-jlibOHgPmAaTOFhiO8PvLwdHaYdSf7YtNpXlLb4aJ15JSCWdZcSGg7C5vUw3tTX0Rkhyphenhyphen7nIvnxHiZPjc01aZG-JhepRfd6VRdXzWLYX9Hmp1_B/s1600-h/wagon+train.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuGkRlWWmIL0JylagbDYcGyBBjPzfVL-jlibOHgPmAaTOFhiO8PvLwdHaYdSf7YtNpXlLb4aJ15JSCWdZcSGg7C5vUw3tTX0Rkhyphenhyphen7nIvnxHiZPjc01aZG-JhepRfd6VRdXzWLYX9Hmp1_B/s320/wagon+train.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212197484068970514" /></a><br /><a href="http://xenafiction.net/scrolls/larisa_sw.html " target="_blank"><font color=blue><strong>Link</strong></font></a> The Montgomery family, in search of new opportunities in the West, joins a wagon train heading across a wild and untamed America. During the trip, daughter Rebecca will find opportunities of her own in the form of a myterious blue-eyed Native American woman.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-60917680714749075652008-06-01T12:45:00.000-07:002008-06-01T12:50:52.478-07:00Cheryl and The Shower<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC4nabgMudN6Z_tZTBp2q1wAsQDPguqCJC5uGbiQwDryNVb_Hr-MDFjvbInBFct9IZAah-xKiIilyz7FxSyHK6-BbqvTU25UJ3rlSn69YYJpbPTOPUnh4kfwTI95ir-s7DEWAMDtwHvcDQ/s1600-h/vintageshowerroomlarge.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC4nabgMudN6Z_tZTBp2q1wAsQDPguqCJC5uGbiQwDryNVb_Hr-MDFjvbInBFct9IZAah-xKiIilyz7FxSyHK6-BbqvTU25UJ3rlSn69YYJpbPTOPUnh4kfwTI95ir-s7DEWAMDtwHvcDQ/s320/vintageshowerroomlarge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207002899663083458" /></a><br />by LesbianLover<br /><br />Cheryl had been my best friend since I joined the <br />cheerleading squad at State College. We would go to the <br />mall together, watch movies together, and study <br />together, you know, just about everything.<br /> <br />Cheryl was about 5'9" (I was a wee bit shorter), and <br />had a figure that bespoke 'Modeling Career Here'. I'll <br />admit that I wasn't nearly as attractive, but the guys <br />I dated never seemed to think so. <br /><br />Anyway, Cheryl really surprised me one night after an <br />exciting football game. We had gone back to the girl's <br />locker room, and I decided to get a shower before we <br />decided what to do for the evening. Once I was nude and <br />under the hot spray of the shower, I got very relaxed. <br />I closed my eyes and stood there, feeling the heat soak <br />into my tired muscles. <br /><br />I was broken out of my bliss by the sound of another <br />shower head turning on. Cheryl was standing at the next <br />nozzle, rinsing her hair. I was surprised to see her <br />buck-naked. Before, we had always pulled curtains <br />between the showers for privacy. <br /><br />I just stood there and stared at her gracefully curved <br />breasts, her firm buttocks, and the triangle of golden <br />brown hair between her legs. As she lathered her body, <br />I felt myself becoming aroused, my pussy starting to <br />get warmer, and my nipples starting to tingle. <br /><br />Cheryl finally looked over at me and smiled. I smiled <br />back and began to lather myself also with my bar of <br />soap, while not taking my eyes off of Cheryl. After a <br />few minutes, she padded quietly over to me and took my <br />bar of soap. <br /><br />"Would you be upset if I gave you a kiss, Anne?" she <br />asked. I stood there gaping at her. All sorts of half <br />remembered dreams started to flood my mind. She leaned <br />forward to kiss me. I'd never given serious thought to <br />Cheryl sexually before, but as turned on as I was <br />getting, I ignored my inhibitions and met her kiss. It <br />was gentle and sweet, totally different from the way <br />guys had 'kissed' me. I began to think that I'd never <br />really been kissed before Cheryl. <br /><br />She had pressed her lips lightly to mine and now <br />withdrew an inch. Her eyes searched mine, their rich <br />coffee brown questioning my cloudy hazel. I answered by <br />kissing her back, just as gentle, just as lightly. She <br />smiled brightly and breathed, "Yes..." <br /><br />She parted her lips and began to probe my lips with her <br />tongue, following their curves until she slipped <br />between them. Her hands began to make slow caresses of <br />my wet body, paying enough attention to my breasts to <br />get them to ache for more touches. <br /><br />Our kisses became longer, and deeper, as each of us <br />drank the other's sensuality in. Our bodies moved <br />against each other, excitement charging through my <br />pussy every time our nipples touched. For at least ten <br />minutes, we kissed and caressed like the eager and <br />nervous young lovers we were. <br /><br />Finally, Cheryl stepped back and asked me to grab a <br />hold of the water pipe above me. I did so and she began <br />to lather up my body. Again, she paid special attention <br />to my nipples which got me gyrating my hips a little. I <br />leaned my head back and concentrated on the sensations <br />Cheryl was giving me. <br /><br />She wiped off each of my breasts with a hot rough <br />washcloth and began to suckle me. Her hands caressed my <br />stomach and back as her lips touched my left breast and <br />her teeth tried to entice milk from it. My whole body <br />seemed alive with sensations, electric sparks from my <br />breasts to my pussy. <br /><br />After treating my right breast with the same loving <br />tongue, she began to move down my body, rinsing me off <br />as she did so. <br /><br />I felt my legs spreading themselves in anticipation of <br />what I'd always wanted a girl to do to me. I kept <br />moving my hips around, trying to increase my sensations <br />with my squirming. When I felt her kneel down, I <br />stopped and waited. <br /><br />First, she nuzzled me, her nose sniffing my sexual <br />scents. I could feel my juices mixing with the water on <br />my leg. Then she grabbed me about my waist, her hands <br />resting on my buttocks. She dove into my pussy with a <br />relish, her tongue lapping between my lips, her nose <br />rubbing my clit. <br /><br />After a few minutes of this, I couldn't believe how <br />turned on I was, far more than I'd ever felt before. I <br />started moving up and down, rubbing myself on her face. <br />All thoughts were gone except the intense desire to <br />have an orgasm, to find release for the pressure Cheryl <br />had built in me. I peeked down and watched her as she <br />lapped at my pussy, my own girl-lover. I think the <br />newness of the experience and the idea of lesbian love <br />just got me more and more excited. <br /><br />Within seconds, my vagina started clenching in the <br />spasms of an orgasm. It was so intense that I starting <br />moaning and biting my lower lip. It was far stronger <br />than any I'd had with boys. <br /><br />Just as I began to unclench and relax from the release <br />of the pressure, Cheryl started again, though now she <br />was more forceful with her tongue and even began to nip <br />my clit with her teeth. <br /><br />It didn't take long for the tension to return to my <br />pelvis, the hardness to my nipples. Soon, I felt my <br />stomach start to wobble in anticipation of my second <br />orgasm (the first time I ever had more than one!). As I <br />began to moan again, Cheryl took my bar of soap and <br />began sliding it back and forth between my ass cheeks. <br />I'd never felt the sensation of anything back there <br />before and it pushed me into an orgasm even better than <br />the first. <br /><br />I finally let go of the water pipe when I felt my legs <br />would hold me up. Cheryl stood up. Her smiling face <br />gleamed with my juices. She gave me a deep kiss and <br />handed back my soap. <br /><br />"Hurry up and finish, Anne. I called your Mom earlier <br />and she said you could stay at my house this weekend. <br />I'm having a slumber party for the cheerleading squad <br />because my parents just left for Florida." <br /><br />She strutted out of the shower room, her breasts <br />jumping in rhythm and her ass swaying invitingly. I <br />finished rinsing off and headed for the outer room. I <br />hoped there wasn't going to be much slumbering at <br />Cheryl's house this weekend.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-86161680422318829062008-05-14T17:33:00.000-07:002008-05-14T17:41:34.849-07:00Littlespit: A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghhCx-0vMzrnWz_ipsTpCbX7QzVZhLzCJq0-wN5hsAVx43Nl7bUVvFftTLf8PjJQkUbqygm-xDEY5_7pn4uXJ5fDVKrnMp6ua2U5hHQ7k5gBuHfDxZg3fsQVIUvXFKgCfI2aQtKMRAPKM5/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghhCx-0vMzrnWz_ipsTpCbX7QzVZhLzCJq0-wN5hsAVx43Nl7bUVvFftTLf8PjJQkUbqygm-xDEY5_7pn4uXJ5fDVKrnMp6ua2U5hHQ7k5gBuHfDxZg3fsQVIUvXFKgCfI2aQtKMRAPKM5/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200398202538179746" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.academyofbards.org/fanfic/l/littlespit_abeautifulday.html " target="_blank"><font color=blue><strong>Link</strong></font></a> Neighbors helping each other out is what makes a good community. If the neighbors in question are two hot chicks, that's what makes good naughty stories. Enjoy!LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-42750577601853574482008-05-03T11:11:00.000-07:002008-05-03T11:16:34.538-07:00Podcast: Being A Good Slut<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-rVdENrDc_O6c6uYeyeZjNFxG_To_EKbBzmFqEdPIiKkbGVSvMSZLc7dn5AsZaDZ6qDATKl_IteELOLmkomm1IW9WVzXbg-GvZrROTNbnFYa_zI7ss1lduFK7ooBN2UeLCxIm0dYPe9CS/s1600-h/leather+corset.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-rVdENrDc_O6c6uYeyeZjNFxG_To_EKbBzmFqEdPIiKkbGVSvMSZLc7dn5AsZaDZ6qDATKl_IteELOLmkomm1IW9WVzXbg-GvZrROTNbnFYa_zI7ss1lduFK7ooBN2UeLCxIm0dYPe9CS/s320/leather+corset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196217172019405266" /></a><br /><a href="http://cdn1.libsyn.com/rlpn/goodslut.mp3 " target="_blank"><font color=blue><strong>Link</strong></font></a> Being a good slut can be oh so hard, and ohhh so rewarding. But what to do when your Mistress wants a little kink during a dinner party?LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-17297617047604506922008-04-21T18:00:00.000-07:002008-04-21T18:09:04.702-07:00Dabkey: Coin Toss<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix3_twvX8TzkerG1d5yQZxgyjX0H43WU2UsxKPjKdfZaRGvX9Hk5SuWkYVFZoG0AaUyLywn2PZ-yu29ZajYaoY1rig9zkzs4XMOx4cBq1XAnTID_q09vkcPBkv4OengYFAcWZd4TRiQRiu/s1600-h/drinks.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix3_twvX8TzkerG1d5yQZxgyjX0H43WU2UsxKPjKdfZaRGvX9Hk5SuWkYVFZoG0AaUyLywn2PZ-yu29ZajYaoY1rig9zkzs4XMOx4cBq1XAnTID_q09vkcPBkv4OengYFAcWZd4TRiQRiu/s400/drinks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191870421278459218" /></a><br /><a href=" http://www.e-scribblers.com/dabkey/dk-coin.shtml php " target="_blank"><font color=blue><strong>Link</strong></font></a>"'Statistical Analysis in Modeling Software' was actually an interesting topic to me, but it's hard to find an exciting way to present that kind of information and I was bored silly from a day of droning geeks and too-hot conference rooms."<br /><br />And then she meets Siena. And Karen.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-74868869806031309722008-04-13T14:21:00.000-07:002008-04-13T14:24:18.085-07:00Trish Monks: A Touch of Romance<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbP3jigjY98CZNiKqmA3qnoWODrRgJcIVF6MySKocQE3RHcnVRFU1e0cf-AjtASJNUNSndaWKSLi8qHrgXBWhg2nN-c9Pu1iY2hwtM7iCBokOr1VLQxmCSo4CDOZZe-Eciav9_3DXZIZ6/s1600-h/female+orc.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbP3jigjY98CZNiKqmA3qnoWODrRgJcIVF6MySKocQE3RHcnVRFU1e0cf-AjtASJNUNSndaWKSLi8qHrgXBWhg2nN-c9Pu1iY2hwtM7iCBokOr1VLQxmCSo4CDOZZe-Eciav9_3DXZIZ6/s320/female+orc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188843754799254130" /></a><br /><a href=" http://warrior.libriserotica.com/free/touchofromance.html" target="_blank"><font color=blue><strong>Link</strong></font></a> Something special for the World of Warcraft crowd! Mousetooth, a warrior orc, falls for a pretty human girl and finds out she must learn the gentle art of wooing to win her heart's desire.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-45196338696477324622008-04-06T12:24:00.000-07:002008-04-06T12:35:24.857-07:00C.C. Saint-Clair: The Whip Hand<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisZUvocU2BMGIc2932mYQiqrXSVDJnuHgeGZewGNK9hZoSNXTDb1Clms4Zqme-Y4-HvhDXIJozQQ25oanHoAkVwRKG1t4S06Luo6CMVLl6mSnEKKa2jjrZb2guMsX_FrpXwx59z16eFFzs/s1600-h/whip.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisZUvocU2BMGIc2932mYQiqrXSVDJnuHgeGZewGNK9hZoSNXTDb1Clms4Zqme-Y4-HvhDXIJozQQ25oanHoAkVwRKG1t4S06Luo6CMVLl6mSnEKKa2jjrZb2guMsX_FrpXwx59z16eFFzs/s320/whip.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186218131779249586" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.ccsaint-clair.com/index.php?menu_id=1034&page_id=1594 " target="_blank"><font color=blue><strong>Link</strong></font></a> "Tucked deep inside a far away kingdom there was once a hamlet where the villagers gave each other The Gift of Pain...'LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-46726466327271045812008-03-23T16:01:00.000-07:002008-03-23T16:12:16.896-07:00Cephalgia: Whenever You're Ready<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8JzLIiZl0TM0_BOkaHU_um44lpz6La4gUp-v_piero3IpQoElwratDdAyN9Brhb_KBuNBQBzzU45tX3xzdLvftCOTWtuCR5GsL3Rwj0rMAZT4pjT-Lh_7J0SYxk70CCYCLQsPKxUiJcOv/s1600-h/open+road.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8JzLIiZl0TM0_BOkaHU_um44lpz6La4gUp-v_piero3IpQoElwratDdAyN9Brhb_KBuNBQBzzU45tX3xzdLvftCOTWtuCR5GsL3Rwj0rMAZT4pjT-Lh_7J0SYxk70CCYCLQsPKxUiJcOv/s320/open+road.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181078829747430610" /></a><br /><a href=" http://amazontrails.com/fiction/whenever.htm " target="_blank"><font color=blue><strong>Link</strong></font></a> Though they recently met, Del and Claire belong together. Can Claire overcome her fear and small town conventions to give their love a chance?LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-46329259173848778762008-03-16T15:20:00.000-07:002008-03-16T15:25:53.208-07:00Stephanie Rose: The Perfect Fit<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtvpeqx0KhlmK2l8C8K9L4Q12t1WGG0Uz5uXYF_wH6LQ6XzUPUbt7IMQln_an47bfHtyGDCmHozL009vz_HJY_-Eohbe4C68a2bv9F2etexpdeph-K4BxzRukBb2L8YJR95pG26f6bihyphenhyphenV/s1600-h/red+rose.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtvpeqx0KhlmK2l8C8K9L4Q12t1WGG0Uz5uXYF_wH6LQ6XzUPUbt7IMQln_an47bfHtyGDCmHozL009vz_HJY_-Eohbe4C68a2bv9F2etexpdeph-K4BxzRukBb2L8YJR95pG26f6bihyphenhyphenV/s320/red+rose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178469256187261122" /></a><br />Welcome to the Summer Rose, a very special boutique that offers its clients personal services for <a href="http://www.lesbianstories.reallesbianporn.net/Stephanie-Rose02.html " target="_blank"><font color=blue><strong>"The Perfect Fit"</strong></font></a>.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-86980535656472263032008-03-10T19:14:00.000-07:002008-03-10T19:17:01.113-07:00Julia Goldman: A Million Little Ways<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidJbgT3y5famPM5-rC5de2ZjEnAs5TFeU9m9XpyoFVDy7GllYDy6L3bH6bT6Y7M4Wi7QKWuLsA-rGMA2ohpMB5_byp9qf7vtGsoWPXEf2BQ6mc9uzYT9GWmIn3oHzKJoNH000a7_4XBARL/s1600-h/xena+gabrielle.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidJbgT3y5famPM5-rC5de2ZjEnAs5TFeU9m9XpyoFVDy7GllYDy6L3bH6bT6Y7M4Wi7QKWuLsA-rGMA2ohpMB5_byp9qf7vtGsoWPXEf2BQ6mc9uzYT9GWmIn3oHzKJoNH000a7_4XBARL/s320/xena+gabrielle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176302239931139362" /></a> Ooh, it's Xena fanfic! An explicitly erotic first time story taking place sometime during the fifth season. Xena just can't stop fantasizing about getting it on with Our Gabrielle. Will she have the nerve to act on her fantasies? Hmmmm...LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376788962039989607.post-66711270106243423142008-03-02T12:43:00.000-08:002008-03-02T12:46:32.855-08:00T Meehan: Friendship's Touch<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYxOqhDQQZycWfraSfqack9IDmekwCNys0TeJ5d2IXZYSwKNJ8xmP4zyg7I4_hSth_1Qe-211qLrATknCu6mMvrSGRd1rPwPcBLh8BPMMeSiiJIMifglK0sDbHCgc0DmMP5HsPK10Jc7D-/s1600-h/T+Meehan.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYxOqhDQQZycWfraSfqack9IDmekwCNys0TeJ5d2IXZYSwKNJ8xmP4zyg7I4_hSth_1Qe-211qLrATknCu6mMvrSGRd1rPwPcBLh8BPMMeSiiJIMifglK0sDbHCgc0DmMP5HsPK10Jc7D-/s200/T+Meehan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173248457302644834" /></a><br />By T Meehan<br /><br /><br />Groaning as my body stretched, I lazily eyed the nude women on the television lying against each other. Their mouths met, sharing a passion words could never sufficiently portray. I sighed when my eyes wandered over their damp, sweaty skin as they settled in against each other. Their tongues danced within the darkness of their mouths, and I found myself aching for a woman to lie against me. <br /><br />My hand slipped under my long T-shirt to rest atop my swollen, shaved mound. Moist heat tantalized my fingertips while I watched the curvier woman being guided onto her back by her sensual partner, who knelt between her curvy lady’s legs. A soft growl crept its way from deep within my aroused body as I imagined myself as the kneeling woman to be able to feel the sensual curves of the prone brunette.<br /><br />My clit swelled to reach my fingertips as my on screen self caressed the beautiful woman laying on her back. I slipped my index and middle fingers between my swollen, wet lips to capture my pulsating clit between them. My clit swelled between my fingers and it took only slight movement to feel as if I were sliding my clit inside the brunette. I could envision my very hard clit sliding into the dark pink swollen lips being presented to me on screen. Her moist muskiness reached my nostrils, making my clit jump in anticipation of sliding inside her to be clamped onto by her hungry tissue. <br /><br />The abrupt ringing of the telephone near me disrupted my mounting pleasure, much like a cop knocking on the steamy car window when I used to play in my car. <br /><br />“Yeah?” I asked huskily into the receiver as my fingers held my clit between them. I continued watching the two women on television as I half listened to the voice that caused the interruption. I had to close my eyes to concentrate on the voice in my ear when I realized the voice belonged to my sexy friend. <br /><br />“Hey,” I said in a more welcoming tone as I grinned. <br /><br />“Okay...” Her hearty chuckle reached into me. “I know I am interrupting something good. I know where your hand is, Love.” <br /><br />Her voice teased my already aroused state, making me feel the growing need for physical closeness to a woman. Some time had passed since I had felt a woman respond to my touch and I was beginning to feel heightened frustration. <br /><br />“Smart ass, and no it is not nearly good enough, but you can make it up to me by coming over for some dinner and a movie.” I knew I was being bold, but I needed to be close to a woman I knew and trusted.<br /> <br />“I’ll bring the food. You decide which movie we watch.” She hung up without waiting for me to respond. She knew me well enough to realize I would have tried insisting on cooking our dinner.<br /><br />I quickly picked up the clutter and put the porn back in its cover before going to shower. I tried to not think about the pulsating ache between my legs as I soaped up and rinsed. My mind played with the fantasy of my sexy friend’s arrival and her quietly entering the steamy bathroom to join me under the hot water. My skin tingled as my hands slid over my aroused body. I shook my head to try focusing on preparing for my evening with my close friend. <br /><br />Paula is the only friend with whom I feel total comfort. I never have to wonder if she is offended by something I say since I am a real smart ass with humor that can bite the overly sensitive. Paula is a woman who shares my impatience with anyone who portrays herself as a victim. The two of us together can be difficult for some who do not handle honesty well. We use the type of honesty that expresses what we see in sometimes-brutal terms. <br /><br />She and I spend time together frequently, especially when one of us has dealt with a lover who has let us down. Neither needs to explain to the other since we tend to fall for the same skirted, hose wearing, heel-sporting feminine women. Each of us can have our otherwise sensible minds turned by a woman who moves with confidence and knows we are watching her move her curvy body.<br /><br />We had both recently dealt with an attempt at relationships that fell far short of even our least expectations. We were feeling the same tired exasperation with what turned into another trying experience, as well as being in need of the company of a woman who would not be demanding constant reassurance. <br /><br />I turned off the water and grasped my towel as I sighed heavily. I was tired, bone tired. The relationship game was getting the better of me as I realized that I seemed to attract women who needed more than I was willing to give. I was so tired of women who wanted me to be a therapist and a teacher. I desperately needed someone with whom I felt was on a similar plane in life. <br /><br />“Enough already,” I said aloud in frustration, as I dressed in light khaki shorts and a cotton polo shirt.<br /><br />After slicking my short hair back and quickly applying deodorant, I walked through the open door to the kitchen. I was pleasantly surprised to find Paula seated at the table that she had already set for the two of us. I smiled as I sat across from her at the small table. <br /><br />“Smells great.” I leaned forward enough to take in the sensual aroma of the food while I closed my eyes to allow the scent to caress my sinuses and lull me into a relaxed comfort with my friend. I could feel her watching me as I inhaled the wafting aroma. <br /><br />“I hope you like it.” Paula quietly announced. “It's just a little something I threw together for you.”<br /> <br /> She leaned back in her chair as I opened my eyes to take in the mischievous glint appearing in her golden-flecked dark eyes that seemed to dance when she teased me. I knew how Paula enjoyed seducing women with her cooking, and how she loved to watch a woman enjoying something she had skillfully prepared.<br /><br />“I am sure I will.” I winked at her. “But let’s be honest, you were already fixing this before you called.” I poured myself a seltzer and took a seat at the table. <br /><br />I watched her flush slightly as I began to eat. The tender red meat filled my mouth with its succulent juices. My mind filled with images of Paula and my tongue exploring her soft, wet folds with her thighs pressed against my head. <br /><br />I rolled the juicy flesh in my mouth and nearly choked when my eyes met Paula’s across the table. I swallowed as she winked at me. Her eyes looked through me, and her expression sent an electric current through my body. Paula watched me take another bite of the lamb. <br /><br />“You certainly seem to be enjoying your dinner.” The gold flecks in her eyes danced in the glow of the soft light. “I bet I can tell what you are thinking when you are rolling that juicy, tender flesh over your tongue.” Her grin showed her delight in my sudden awareness of color rising in my own neck. <br /><br />“Now,” she chuckled. “Why do you suppose that beautiful shade of pink is creeping into your neck?” She leaned forward and placed her elbows on the table. Her low-cut button down shirt allowed her ample cleavage to show, drawing my eyes to her beautifully exposed skin. I swallowed while watching her cleavage as she adjusted her weight in her chair. <br /><br />“You really are a tease.” I said silkily, before taking another bite of the tender lamb on my plate. I licked my lips while gazing at her cleavage and sitting back in my chair. I sipped from my seltzer as I watched her eyes dance. <br /><br />She clearly enjoyed teasing me, and it was not the first time Paula played tease when she visited. We frequently teased each other about our very similar tastes in women. She loved feminine women as much as I, though Paula possessed far more obvious feminine mannerisms than I.<br /><br />Paula enjoyed wearing polish on her nails and wore button up shirts that showed off her ample chest. My chest was not as full, though I did have enough flesh for a woman to enjoy. I really like breasts, more so than Paula, though we did agree that shapely legs could take our breath away, especially when we envisioned them wrapped around us while we pleasured the woman to whom the legs were attached. <br />Though I am gentle, and not into roles, I am considered a butch. Soft butch is closest to the truth of who I am, and though I do enjoy a feminine woman, there is a certain type of woman who could easily get me ready to lie on my back for her. <br /><br />Paula knew she was the type of woman I could really enjoy. She is strong – one of very few women who could overpower me if she cared to. She knew how much I was really turned on by the idea of a woman who can take me, but we both knew there were damn few with the capability.<br /><br />“Yes, I am a tease.” She drank from her glass and I soaked my shorts when a drop of condensation landed onto her chest and trickled into the valley between her full breasts. Her eyes danced as she waited for another drop to fall from the bottom of her glass. <br /><br />“And face it, you love it.” <br /><br />I was practically drooling onto my plate as we finished eating. Visions of wrestling Paula from those tantalizing pants and shirt swam through my overheated mind as we drained our glasses and began to clean up. We worked together to put the leftovers away and quickly loaded the dishwasher before going to the living room to select a movie. <br /><br />After loading a Demi Moore movie into the DVD player, we sat on the couch to watch. I turned to place my back against the pillows on the end of the couch, and placed my right leg along the back edge of the seat. <br /><br />“Why don’t you come down here with me?” I asked. I noticed color creep into her neck as she pondered my offer. I could feel her hesitation emanating through her skin. “Come on, when was the last time you were held while watching a movie?”<br /> <br />“It’s been a long time.” <br /><br />Paula’s shoulders sagged, and I could read the exhaustion that comes from coping with women who did not know what they wanted. Each of us had recently encountered women with whom we had connected, but each had carried issues that made it impossible to establish a meaningful relationship. <br /><br />She sighed and looked at me with a clearly communicated need to be soothed by a woman’s touch while she tried to hold onto the reluctance to allow it to happen. I leaned forward and gently slid my fingers under her forearm. <br /><br />“I want you to rest against me, Paula.” My eyes held her gaze. “Look, we both need some contact without drama. Come over here so I can hold you.” My fingers grasped her arm. “You are not allowed to say no after teasing me like that through dinner.” <br /><br />I used light pressure on her arm to invite her to come close to me. I could see emotion flashing through her eyes as she began to move toward me. <br /><br />“I need to be able to hold you, Paula.” <br /><br />I leaned back and kept my left foot on the floor as Paula slid across the cushion to rest against me, her legs stretched along the couch while her fleshy hips nestled between my legs. I sighed as my body relaxed. I lifted my left leg so my foot rested alongside her strong leg on the cushion. I slipped my hands around her waist to rest on her belly. <br /><br />“This is nice,” I murmured. Paula relaxed into my chest, placing her hands atop mine. <br /><br />“Yes, it is.” Her palm slid along the back of my hand and slowly over my forearm, caressing my soft skin. “Thanks. I really need to be touched tonight.” <br /><br />I could feel the friction of her soft skin against mine, increasing the sensitivity of my nerve endings. The light scent of bergamot teased my senses, and I pulled the aroma into my body, feeling it fill my lungs with its stimulating citrus signature. <br /><br />“You have such a wonderful touch.” My arms gently pulled her tighter against me as my leg hooked over hers. I heard her breathe in deeply as she pressed against my thighs with her arms to pull them tighter against her torso. <br /><br />I was only vaguely aware of Demi Moore’s dance in nothing but a towel on the television, as every part of my body in contact with Paula seemed to hum with an electric awareness of her presence.<br /> <br />“Mmmm…” Paula moaned as she grasped my lower legs and pulled them over her thighs. She rubbed my bare legs as they hugged her waist, slowly stroking my sensitive skin. Paula used her fingertips to tease my electrified nerve endings, and when she heard my breath quicken, she further tantalized my bare skin. <br /> <br />I whispered into her ear, “If you keep that up, I am going to need a whole lot more, and you already got me fired up with your teasing during dinner.” I could feel my clit pulsating inside my khaki shorts. My nipples pressed against the cotton fabric of my polo shirt as Paula shifted her weight against me. <br /><br />“You need to decide how far you are willing to go, since I am fast approaching the point of no return,” I said. <br /><br />I gasped as she scraped her short nails along the bare skin of my calves. My hands slid along her belly to her beautifully full breasts. My fingers teased her nipples, squeezing and pulling on the erect flesh beneath her satin shirt.<br /> <br />Paula groaned as my fingers pinched at her erect nipples. She shifted her weight, and I loosened my legs to allow her space to adjust her body. Turning over, she placed her hands on either side of my chest to support her weight, as she knelt between my open thighs. She rocked back to look at my prone form before grasping the hem of my polo shirt. She swept it off as I rose toward her. Paula gripped my wrists firmly as I reached for the buttons of her satin shirt. <br /><br />“Not yet.”<br /><br />I growled in frustration as I lay back. “I want to see you.” <br /><br />Chuckling, she said huskily, “You will in due time, love. But first, I want to touch you while you enjoy being more passive than you are accustomed to.” <br /><br />Paula smiled wickedly, knowing how I would struggle to not grab her and throw her on her back. She reached for my waist and opened my shorts before sliding them over my hips. <br /><br />“Mmm, easy access. Very nice.” Tossing my shorts aside, she teased my swollen wet lips with the tips of her fingers. Winking at me, she added, “and you have seen me many times.”<br /><br />A strangled scream rumbled within my chest as I grabbed her shirt in my fist, wanting to pull her to my waiting mouth. <br /><br />“You know I will get my payback for your teasing.” I said quietly, before her full lips met mine. She pushed me back into the cushions as her velvety tongue slid along my own. A groan played around our tongues as they danced inside my mouth. I gasped against her probing tongue as her fingers played with the folds of my slippery pussy. I felt her fingers enter me and I wrapped my legs around her waist to pull her tighter against me. <br /><br />I sucked her tongue deeper inside my mouth as I felt her slip another finger inside my slippery folds. <br /><br />“Stretch me," I groaned. "I want to take you inside me.” Every nerve in contact with her seemed to scream as the energy snapped between us. I dug my fingers into her fleshy back as her cupped hand began to push into me. I wanted to scream for all of her inside me as I squeezed her closer. <br /><br />“Easy now.” Her hips pressed against her arm as she directed me. “Let your body pull me in.” Paula’s quiet voice calmed my raging need for her to fill me hard and fast. “That’s it.” Her lips brushed my ear before she bit into my fleshy shoulder. “Open up and pull me in.”<br /><br />“Yes.” I gasped into her mouth when she kissed me. “Stretch me.” <br /><br />I could feel her stretching me inside -- further than I had ever been stretched before. My heart raced as an exhilaration in the tight ring of tissue surrounding her hand shot through my body. I was sure her hand fired electric bolts of energy into me as she opened me around her cupped hand. <br /><br />“Careful you don’t tense up.” Paula’s weight against her arm held her hand in place while I waited for my muscles to relax enough to pull her inside me. <br /><br />“Breathe in slow and deep.” She held her hand in place and nipped at my chin before gently pulling at my lower lip with her teeth. <br /><br />“That’s it. Yes, just like that.” Paula growled as her hand finally sank deep inside me. She plunged her tongue deep inside my mouth and I sucked hard.<br /><br />My pussy clamped around her wrist as my fluid gushed along her arm. My short nails raked her back through her satin shirt as my legs hugged her. Releasing her tongue from between my teeth, I dropped my head back against the cushion. I feared I would bite her tongue and I did not want to hurt her. I growled as I felt her cupped hand close into a fist deep inside me. <br /><br />“Yes, fuck me Paula.”<br /><br />Pushing deeper, Paula bit the tender skin on my neck. She licked, sucked and bit my flesh as she filled me. Moaning, she grasped my nipple with her teeth and twisted the erect flesh before sucking it into her mouth. My moans quickly turned to blissfully tortured screams for her to give me more. She nipped and tugged at my nipples while I squirmed and bucked beneath her. <br /><br />“And I bet not many have been inside you this way.” She growled as she teased my nipples and moved lower to nip and lick the skin of my belly. I screamed when I felt her teeth on the shaved mound of my very wet pussy.<br /> <br />I bucked my hips toward her teasing mouth, but I was limited by Paula’s fist being buried deep inside me. I grasped her short spiked hair when I felt her tongue flick my pulsating clit. <br /><br />“Yes, suck on me while you fuck me.” <br /><br />I heard her growl into my stretched lips while her tongue danced with my pulsating clit. I gripped her with my legs while my fingers pulled her face into me. <br /><br />“Yes!” I screamed as I felt my body spasm hard, clamping onto her fist inside me. My nails dug into her scalp, as my body seemed ready to explode. No one had ever filled me the way Paula’s fist filled me, and it felt as if she could lift me from the cushions with her fist buried so deep. I would have sworn she actually held my heart in her strong grip.<br /><br />I could feel Paula’s teeth gently moving on my engorged clit. Her fist rotated slightly, sending another wave of spasms through my body. She placed her palm on my rigid belly and my body slowly began to relax under her warm touch. I was unable to speak since all of my energy was held between her hands. <br /><br />I was accustomed to being more in charge of the physical contact with women. She smiled as she slowly opened her fist and waited while my body adjusted with another orgasmic response. <br /><br />“This is the best part isn’t it? Every shift causes another type of orgasm.” Looking into my eyes, Paula pressed her wrist upward into the sensitive edge of my pussy. <br /> <br />“Fuck,” I hissed as I felt myself gush over her flesh. Her hand resting on my belly pressed heat toward her hand, buried deep inside me. I could feel energy passing between her hands, making my body shudder with yet another orgasmic wave. <br /><br />I grasped her free wrist and pulled her down on top of me before she could protest. I came again when our lips met, and my tongue plunged into her mouth. I teased her tongue before sucking it into my mouth. I could feel her spasm on top of me, and felt the wetness growing between her legs. My legs hugged her body against mine as I pulled her tongue deeper into my mouth.<br /><br />Paula came as I sucked her velvety tongue deeply and raked my nails along her back. I hugged her with my thighs, knowing I was making her very wet. We each knew what turned the other on. We'd discussed at length the things we love women to do -- as well as what we love to do with women. Each of us was armed with the knowledge of what drove the other over the edge. <br /><br />She withdrew her cupped hand gradually, allowing my pussy to hug her each time she adjusted her position inside me. Her breathing deepened as I hugged her with my thighs and finally released her tongue. <br /><br />“I am not sure I have had a woman cum that many times while I fucked her.” Paula winked. “We just may have to practice this technique for more consistent results with others.” Paula rocked back onto her knees between my sweat-covered thighs. “Shit, you have a tight grip on me.”<br /><br />I growled as another orgasm sent electric impulses shooting throughout my body. <br /><br />“You will get a bit of your arm back at a time. Payback,” I clamped onto her again as my juices ran over her skin. “For you teasing me during dinner.” <br /><br />I began to unbutton her shirt as she slowly withdrew from my greedily, clamping pussy. I nearly screamed as she allowed her thumb to tease my clit as her saturated hand finally slid free. <br /><br />I laughed when I saw how wet her hand was. I grabbed my shirt and wiped my slippery fluids from her skin with the cotton fabric. <br /><br />“If I can walk I want to move to my bed where we have a bit more room.” <br /> <br />“I hope you have the strength you need.” Paula chuckled as she scooped up my discarded clothing from the floor.<br /> <br />“Yes, well I really should be drained completely after that.” I grabbed her shirt and pulled her close to me. <br /><br />“However, I feel a very powerful need to fuck you.” I led her to my bedroom and turned to face her. “I really need to take you.” I kissed her softly, teasing her with my tongue. <br /><br />“First, I will peel these clothes from you.” I ran my tongue along her lips and pulled away before she could bite my tongue. I smiled as I began to unbutton her shirt. <br /><br />“When I have peeled you,” I slid her shirt over her arms and lay it across a chair. “I will lay on my back and you…” I leaned in to remove her bra. “Will straddle my face for a tongue ride so that I can watch these beautiful tits and your face while I make you scream.”<br /><br />Paula’s breathing quickened as I described how my tongue would explore her dripping pussy when she straddled my face. I circled her slowly, brushing her skin with my fingertips and leaning in to nip and lick her aroused skin. I stopped to face her as I grasped her waistband and opened the clasp. I watched her eyes darken with lust as her breathing deepened. I lowered my mouth to tease her nipples while I slipped her pants over her hips. <br /><br />Noticing her lack of underwear, I said quietly, “Well, it would seem 'easy access' is the theme of the evening.” I teased her as I tossed her pants over her shirt and bra. <br /> <br />I stood behind her as she turned toward the bed, and pressed against her back. Islid my arms around her waist, twirled her nipples between my fingers and pulled on the sensitive tissue. <br /><br />“Oh yes.” <br /><br />I felt Paula’s weight press against me as my shaved mound pressed into her, and my fingers pinched and pulled at her nipples. She pressed back into me as I nudged her closer to the bed. Releasing her nipples, I grabbed her ass with both hands.<br /> <br />“Get on the bed so that I can taste that amazing wetness. I can smell you, and it’s making me crazy.” <br /><br />I smacked her round cheek just enough to pink the skin, but not cause pain. I crawled onto the bed and lay on my back to await the sensation of her thighs hugging my head. My own juices were running down my thighs as my nostrils flared to take in her scent. I lay with my head close to the headboard to provide a place for Paula to support herself if she needed to. <br /><br />“Jesus, you smell so good," I whispered. "Don’t make me wait too long.”<br /><br />Paula crept toward my shoulder while she watched my lust-filled eyes. She smiled as my tongue slowly traced the outline of my lips as I focused on her beautiful chest. She dragged her erect nipple over my hypersensitive skin and grinned when I gasped and then choked back a scream. She could see my struggle as I waited for her place her full thighs on either side of my head. <br /><br />My eyes drank in her soft skin as her thighs approached the sides of my face. I nearly drooled as the moist heat carrying her sweet musky scent flooded my nasal passages. I turned my head to use my teeth to reach the sensitive skin at the top of her thigh, next to the swollen outer lip of her very wet pussy. <br /><br />She gasped as I nipped at her leg. I slowly traced the shape of her pussy with the tip of my tongue as I listened to her breathing deepen above me. Her tits heaved as she breathed in deeply, and then she gasped when my tongue parted her wet lips. My hands gripped her full ass while my tongue teased her swollen clit.<br /> <br />Paula grabbed my right hand with her left, tickling my palm with her smooth fingertips. My growl encouraged her, teasing my sensitive palm as she slowly lifted my hand toward her face. My eyes widened as I watched the tip of her tongue reach from between her full lips to touch the tip of my fingers. <br /><br />“Now, “she said silkily. “Don’t get distracted.”<br /><br />I growled into Paula’s dripping pussy as I watched her suck my fingers into her wet mouth. I could feel my clit jump as if she were sucking it, and not my fingers, into her mouth. <br /><br />My tongue teased the sensitive tissue around the opening of Paula’s cunt before pushing inside her. I felt her grind down onto my probing tongue as she sucked my fingers deeper inside her mouth, until I could feel the opening of her throat with the tips of my fingers. <br /><br />My hips pushed upward as I felt my pussy open and close with the desperate need for something to fill me. Paula’s tongue tantalized my fingers as her tongue easily danced over my skin, leaving moisture on my digits. I screamed into Paula’s cunt when I felt her teeth bite down and drag along the length of my fingers.<br /> <br />Releasing my wet fingers, Paula ground onto my tongue and chin. My wet fingers glistened in the soft light of the room when I glanced down at them. My tongue flicked Paula’s clit as my wet fingers slid into the crack of her ass. I could see her throw her head back as she growled and begged me to fuck her with my fingers. <br /><br />I probed the tight space between the cheeks of her ass while I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue. I sucked her clit into my mouth as I slowly penetrated her tight asshole.<br /> <br />“Yes, fuck me.” <br /><br />Paula reached down to grasp my hair and pulled my face into her eager wet pussy. She arched her back as I sucked her clit into my mouth. Her ass pushed back onto my probing fingers, grinding them deeper inside her. My breath caught in my chest as I felt my fingers slide deep inside her ass, and she bucked against me. <br /><br />My own pleasure raced through my body as my mouth sucked on her swollen, wet pussy. I tasted the sharp flavor that teased my tongue when I tantalized her urethra with the tip of my tongue before moving to dance once again with her hard, pulsating clit.<br /><br />I sucked the shaft of her clit between my lips and teased it with my teeth, as my fingers were pulled deeper inside Paula’s ass. She bucked against me as I watched her body move above me. <br /><br />I was so aroused I was capable of throwing her, but I needed to watch her body writhing over me. I needed to see her tits dancing over me as she rode my mouth and fingers. <br /><br />My juices flowed between the cheeks of my ass as I came. My mouth caught the moisture flowing from Paula’s depths as she ground against me. The lips of her delicious cunt locked over my face as she came, shuddering as waves of pleasure rolled through her. I could feel her pulling my fingers deeper into her ass as we came together, screaming into her wet flesh.<br /><br />When we separated, I was sure I heard a pop when her pussy released my face. I kissed her very wet skin and flipped her onto her back. <br /><br />“I really need to fuck you hard,” I said. <br /><br />I retrieved my double dildo from my nightstand drawer. Paula rolled toward me and touched the tip of it with her tongue. <br /><br />“Oh yes.” I groaned. “Get it wet for me.” I held the purple shaft in my hand as she licked the tip before closing her lips over the bulb and sucking it into her mouth. I felt my clit jump as my juices flowed from me. <br /><br />Watching her suck the bulb into her mouth was driving me beyond any ability to restrain myself. My clit swelled as I watched her mouth take the bulb. It was as if she were taking me into her mouth and manipulating my flesh on her tongue, crazing my senses.<br /> <br />“Okay,” I panted. “I want you to insert that so I can fuck you.” <br /><br /> I leaned back to allow her access to my eager flesh. Paula wasted no time parting my soaked lips to slide the saliva slick egg-shaped end into me. <br /><br />“I am going to fuck you hard, woman…” I growled as she nestled the joint of the dildo between my lips. My heart raced when she pressed its bend and shaft against my swollen pulsating clit. <br /><br />“Now,” I grunted. “I want you to get it wet for me. Suck me before I fuck you.” <br /><br />I resisted the urge to grab her head and push her mouth toward the silicone shaft. The lust in her dark eyes made the golden flecks in them blaze. She slowly licked her lips while looking into my passion filled blue eyes. <br /><br />My breath came in short bursts, and I felt another delicious orgasmic wave sweep through my entire body as I watched her touch the tip of the silicone with her tongue. Paula’s lips closed around the head and began sliding the length of the shaft deeper into her mouth. She dug her fingers into my thighs as she sucked the shaft. My pussy clamped onto the egg-shaped head, resting against my G spot. <br /><br />“Get on your knees and bend over.” My lust raged for Paula. Her deliciously dark eyes and sexy voice made me want to fuck her, making her scream as she begged me to take her.<br /> <br />Pleasure coursed through my body as I watched her beautiful ass present itself before me. I rose to my knees and breathed deeply to claim her scent, pulling it inside me as I reached for her. <br /><br />I heard her moan as my hands slid over her round ass to grip her hips. Her thighs spread to welcome me between them, and I dragged my short nails over the cheek of her ass, just before I ran my fingers along the valley between her full cheeks. My hips guided the head of the dildo as my fingers teased her wet lips. <br /><br />“Fuck me hard.” Paula ground her ass back toward me as I pushed the head of the silicone cock into her wet flesh. My hands grasped her hips for leverage as I teased her with the tip of the purple silicone. <br /><br />“Please,” she moaned. “Fuck me now.”<br /><br />A growl rose from deep inside me as I filled her in one smooth stroke. The pressure against my clit felt like it was my clit sliding deep inside her. Withdrawing from her pulled the egg-shaped head against my g spot while the bend of the dildo rode my clit. I dug my fingers into her fleshy hips as I drove the shaft back into her. <br /><br />Paula bucked back into me, forcing the shaft inside her while I ground my hips to stimulate her clit and the sensitive tissue around the opening of her pussy. Sweat ran in steady streams as I pumped into her, riding her as the dildo made it feel like I was fucking her with my clit.<br /><br />“Yes!” Paula rocked on her knees in rhythm with my thrusts. “Please fuck me hard.” She ground her ass into me as she moaned and begged me to fuck her harder.<br /> <br />Reaching forward, I grasped her shoulder with one hand while sliding my other hand over her hip to play with her clit. Paula came immediately as she screamed and bucked against my thrusting hips. Each stroke filled Paula while my clit swelled, feeling as if it filled her. <br /><br />I growled as my hips pumped the silicone into the depths of her cunt. The friction of the bulb inside my own pussy blissfully tortured my g spot with each thrust. I could feel the pressure building as the friction increased and Paula’s gasps turned to screams, begging for me to slam into her. <br /><br />“Cum with me!” I bucked into her as I felt warm liquid spray my thighs when I came.<br /><br />Paula screamed, covering me with her feminine, ejaculated fluids. She bucked back into me as she rode the waves rushing through her body, and I met each thrust as my own body surfed orgasmic waves. <br /><br />“You are going to lie back.” Paula panted. “I am going to ride you to make myself come, and you are going to watch me ride you.”<br /> <br />My eyes burned with the fire raging through my body, and I moved to lie back as instructed. I was ready to drool at the thought of being able to watch her as she rode me. I was desperate to see the silicone disappear deep inside her. <br /><br />I lay back and watched her adjust her position so she faced me, and she swung her leg over my hips. I could see her cum glisten in the soft light of the room and I tried to trace my fingers through her wetness. A rumbling growl vibrated inside my chest as Paula pressed my hand against the mattress.<br /><br />“I said you would watch.” Paula’s lust filled eyes held mine as she spoke. “I did not say you could touch.” Her eyes blazed with fire as she looked into mine.<br /> <br />“I need to touch you Paula.” I whispered hoarsely. Picking up my hands, Paula tickled each palm with the tip of her tongue. <br /><br />“You will have your chance to put your hands on me, but not now.” She guided my hands to the mattress near my hips. “If you do not do as I tell you,” she paused to be sure she had my full attention. “You will never touch me again.”<br /> <br />My throat tightened with the truth in her statement. I knew better than to argue with Paula since she never said something she did not mean. The thought of never touching her again made me crazy so I did what she told me to do. <br /><br />My eyes were riveted on her hips as she adjusted herself with the tip of the silicone between her glistening lips. My clit jumped as the pressure pressed the ridged surface against my pulsating flesh. My breath rushed from me as I looked at the shaft glistening with her juices as it slid deep inside her. My hands trembled with the strain of not touching her.<br /><br />I slid my hands under my hips to keep from touching Paula. My eyes feasted on the vision of her using my body to pleasure herself. Sweat rolled over her flesh to mix with the abundant juices from both of our bodies. <br /><br />I breathed in our combined scent as she rode me. I fought the urge to throw her down and take her. Instead, I focused on her passion filled eyes as she used her hands to caress herself while I watched. A growl raged in my chest as I saw the passion raging through Paula’s body.<br /> <br />My breath came in tortured bursts as I watched Paula. Her hands lifted her sweat-soaked breasts while my tongue burned with the desire to slowly trace her curves while she rode me. Electricity shot through my body as Paula moved over me. I was frustrated by not being capable of drinking all of her with my eyes while I frantically tried to take in as much as I could. Light shone on her sweat slick skin and my hands trembled with the need to touch her. Sucking in air, I panted. <br /><br />“Damn woman, you are making me crazy.” Paula’s eyes danced as she grinned at me. <br /><br />“Yes.” She said silkily. “I know what makes you nuts, and it is so much fun.” <br /><br />She ground her hips to move the egg against my G spot as she pulled her very erect nipple to her own tongue and sucked it.<br /><br />A sound rushed past my lips as I came, my body sending electric bursts of energy surging through me. I felt liquid gush past the silicone held tightly inside me, and it soaked the sheet while I rode the constant waves crashing through my body. Sweat running into my eyes made it difficult to see clearly as Paula released her nipples. She placed her hands on either side of my chest next to my arms as she stretched over me.<br /><br /> “Now you can touch me.” Paula huskily spoke into my ear before she bit and sucked my shoulder. She rode me hard, pressing into me to press her very rigid clit into my flesh.<br /><br />I pressed against her, and felt her body tensing as she rode me. My fingers dug into her back as I bit her shoulder and sucked hard on her sweaty flesh. We came in waves that seemed to roll over us for hours, carrying us on a course out of our control. We gripped each other to ride each wave as one, screaming into the flesh we sucked into our mouths. I became gradually aware of Paula’s body beginning to relax into me as the last of her orgasmic waves washed over her.<br /><br />Paula raised her head and brought her lips to mine. My hands slid along her sides to her neck, before my fingers slid into her hair and my tongue caressed hers. Our bodies melded, our tongues caressed inside my mouth and then hers. <br /><br />Slowly, Paula slid to the mattress at my side. Her hand slid along my sweat-soaked belly to grasp the shaft of the dildo. She chuckled as she wiggled it against my swollen tissue before slowly pulling it from my tightly-gripping pussy. <br /><br />I came again as her warm hand cupped my swollen, wet tissue. I turned and slipped my arm under her head as my other hand rested on her hip. I pulled her close to me as I pressed my lips to her forehead. <br /><br />Her soft breaths warmed my neck as she slept in my arms. Her hand rested against my back with her forearm against my side.<br /><br />I drifted off holding my friend against me. Our scent filled the air around us, as we slept in the arms of friendship that cradled us in the safety of trust.LNewsEditorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15516265929045096334noreply@blogger.com0