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 Hello once again.  As in the past, comments are
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             The Prize
              Part One
              by Ann Douglas

	A small spray of flawless white sand
scattered across the bottom steps as the young
woman sprinted up the wooden stairs.  Only a few
seconds behind, her pursuer, a much larger man
quickly closed the distance between them.  It had
been a long run across the wide beach separating
the small bungalow from the crystal blue waters of
the Caribbean and it showed in both runners.  It
was with a shout of triumph that the brunette
slapped her hand against the large number 14 on
the side of the doorway and shouted.
	"I win!"  Alyssia called out as she spun
around to greet her fiancee.
	Stephen cleared the stairs in a single bound
as he reached out with his large powerful arms
and embraced his lover.  At 5’6" and 125 lb., the
bikini clad woman was almost lost in the arms of
her 6’2" 230 lb. partner.  But it was a sensation
she was more than used to and dearly loved. 
	"I guess you did, but only because I’m
worn out from that volleyball game."  Stephen
grinned as he leaned from behind and kissed her. 
	Their kiss was as warm and tender as their
very first.  Each time they held each other close it
was like they were rediscovering their love all
over again.   
	"So where’s my prize."  Alyssia asked
playfully as they ended the kiss.
	"Later."  Stephen replied as he stroked her
soft brown hair.
	"Well maybe I want it now."  Alyssia
laughed as she pressed her bikini covered ass up
against his cloth covered manhood.
	The pressure against his cock brought it
quickly to a semi-erect state.  Full erection came a
few moments later as Alyssia reached down and
slid her hand between the waistband of his
swimming trunks.
	"We could do it right here."  she suggested
as she playfully stroked his member to it’s full 7
1/2 inch length.  She wrapped her fingers around
his thickness and pressed it harder against her ass. 
"Who knows who might see us."
	Alyssia had a strong exhibitionist streak in
her.  Stephen had long track of all the times they’d
made love out in the open.  The chance of being
discovered was a tremendous turn on for her. 
Normally he would’ve been happy to give in to
her desires, but today he had other plans.
	"You really got turned on by that couple
last night, didn’t you?"  Stephen whispered into
her ear as he slid his large hand under her bikini
top and cupped her breast.
	"Oh yes."  Alyssia responded in a whisper
as she closed her eyes for a moment and enjoyed
his caress.

	The couple in question were the
inhabitants of the cottage a few hundred yards
down the beach.  Stephen and Alyssia had gone
for a late nigh walk in the moonlight and had
come across the couple making love on the beach. 
Silently they had backed up just enough to watch
without being seen.
	For about twenty minutes they watched
moonlight reflect off their sweaty bodies as the
much older man relentlessly fucked his younger
companion.  Alyssia was so engrossed in the
spectacle a few dozen yards away that she didn’t
feel it at first when Stephen slipped her short skirt
up over her ass.  It was only the cool evening
breeze against her tightly trimmed pussy that gave
her a moments warming before she felt the head of
her fiancee’s cock pressing against her.
	Alyssia had to bite down to keep from
crying out as Stephen began to slide in and out of
her.  It was only a few minutes before he climaxed
inside of her, but coupled with the action in front
of her, it was enough to give her a small orgasm
as well.
	Later when they’d gotten back to their
own cabin, they’d had a much longer encore -
with a much more fulfilling finish.

	"Oh that was exciting."  she purred as she
pressed her face against his broad chest and kissed
it.
	"Why don’t we go inside and get cleaned
up."  Stephen suggested.  "Wash all this sand off
of us."
	The sudden change of subject brought a
little pout to Alyssia’s face.  She wanted to play,
not wash.  Then a smile returned when she
remembered how much fun it was to do both.
	
	No sooner had they stepped inside when
Alyssia quickly stripped out of her bathing suit. 
She loved making a little show of it every time she
undressed in front of her love.  She bent over and
wiggled her ass as she pulled down her bikini
bottom.  Then she reached back and undid the
clasp of her top, letting the thin material drop to
the floor.  She ran her fingers across her 34 inch
breasts, tweaking her nipples.

	"Like anything you see, big boy?"  she
asked in her most seductive voice.
	‘Hmm, everything on the menu looks very
good."  Stephen relied as he stepped out of his
own swimming suit and stepped up to her.
	"Well I can certainly see that the sausage
looks very appetizing this afternoon.  she laughed
back as she pressed her womanhood against his
hard cock.
	"You have such a sausage fetish, I
sometimes wonder how you stay a vegetarian." 
Stephen said as he hugged her.
	"Well I guess it’s cause I only taste it but
don’t swallow."  she replied.
	Stephen gave her a disbelieving look.
	"All right, I do swallow." she laughed.  
	
	The gentle splash of running water
soothed the lovers as they washed each other in
the tiny shower.  It was a tight fit but neither was
complaining.  Alyssia was drawing circles across
the soapy matted hair on Stephen’s chest.  He in
turn ran a soapy hand up and down her back, from
her slender neck to the crack of her ass.
	"So now do I get my prize?"  Alyssia
asked as she slid her hand down across his
stomach to his crotch.
	"Very soon."  Stephen said as his hand slid
between her legs and traced the out line of her
pussy.
	"Hmmmm" Alyssia responded.
	
	Just as the two of them were beginning to
really get into it, a loud knock came from the
door.  Stephen immediately stopped what he was
doing and started to step out of the shower.
	"Where do you think you’re going?" 
Alyssia asked in a mixture of anger and
disappointment.
	"To answer the door."  Stephen said
innocently.
	"You’re kidding."   Alyssia said.
	"Trust me."  he smiled as he wrapped a
large towel around his large frame.  "Dry yourself
off and come on out.  "You said you were anxious 
for your prize." He added before disappearing out
the cloth curtain that served as the bathroom
door.
	"This had better be something a lot better
than room service."  Alyssia said quietly to herself
as she quickly  dried herself off.

	
	A large bath towel wrapped around her,
Alyssia stepped out into the small combination
living room/bedroom.  The first thing she noticed
was a large collapsible table had been set up in the
center of the room.  She had been in enough
health clubs to recognize it as a massage table.  
	Standing behind the table was a tall auburn
haired woman laying out a sheet across the table. 
She was dressed in a starched white outfit, the
kind that nurses and health professions wore the
world over.  Although her blouse was opened far
wider than any nurse Alyssia had ever met. Then
again, this was the tropics.   Her smooth skin was 
naturally tan, made even more so by the constant
sun in this part of the world.  She had a lean
athletic build, coupled with long equally lean legs
that seemed perfect for the white stockings they
were wrapped in.  Her name, Alyssia would later
learn was Michelle and she was from Belize.  
	"What’s this?"  Alyssia asked.
	"Your prize."  Stephen said with a grin.
	"My prize?"  she repeated, somewhat
confused.
	"Well you’re always saying how much you
love it when I give you a massage."  Stephen
explained.  "So I thought you’d really love it if
you got one from a professional."
	Alyssia forced a smile. Of course she’d
have professional massages before, he had to have
know that. Didn’t Stephen realize that what she
loved about his massages was that they inevitably
ended with a hot lovemaking session.  Oh well,
she guessed she could wait until after the massage.

	"Would Madam like to put on something
or are you comfortable in the nude?"  The
masseuse asked in a crisp British accent.
	Alyssia glanced down at her towel
wrapped body.  She never had any problem with
nudity so it seems a silly question.  Pulling the
seam of her improvised sarong, she caused it to
fall apart and let it drop to the floor.  
	Alyssia didn’t notice the slight smile of
approval that appeared on Michelle’s face as she
watched the bounce of the smaller woman’s
breasts as she stepped over to the collapsible table 
and climbed face down on it. She adjusted the
small pillow beneath her head and closed her eyes. 
Alyssia took a deep breath and let her body go
limp.  If Stephen went to all this trouble she might
as well enjoy.
	Stephen, on the other hand, had settled
into one of the overstuffed arm chairs on the other
side of the room and was leafing through one of
the resort’s complimentary newspapers.  If Alyssia
had looked carefully enough, she would have seen
his eyes lift every few seconds to watch her on the
table.
	"Mmmm, that does feel nice."  Alyssia
thought to herself as she felt the first touch of
Michelle’s soft hands as they ran up and down the
small of her back.  Her touch was so different
from Stephen’s, but just as nice.  
	"Would Madam prefer powder or oil?
Michelle asked as she gently rubbed Alyssia’s
shoulders.
	"Oh oil, definitely."  Alyssia replied, her
eyes still tightly closed. 
	Michelle stepped back from the table and
reached to a small electric heater she had brought
with her.  Carefully she removed a small cup of
warm baby oil from it and gently spread it across
the prone woman’s body.
	The sudden warmth against her skin sent a
surge of excitement through Alyssia’s body. 
Warm oil against her skin was one of her favorite
sensations in the whole world.  She opened one
eye to look at Stephen, only to find that he still
seemed to be engrossed in his paper.
	Gliding along Alyssia’s now slippery body,
Michelle’s fingers moved up her side and brushed
against the edge of her breasts.  The pressure of
her fingers produced a slight tingle as Michelle
pushed her fingers between Alyssia’s body and the
table.  For a brief moment, the tips of her fingers
played against Alyssia’s nipples.  Just as quickly
they retreated.  The encounter had been so brief
that Alyssia hadn’t even had time to consider that
it was the first time her breasts had been touched
by another woman.
	Her fingers spread out as far as they could,
Michelle ran them down Alyssia’s back and across
the cheeks of her ass.  She continued down her
long, smooth legs, always applying just the right
amount of pressure in all the right places. After
working on the soles of her feet for a few
moments, she reversed her odyssey and began
working her way upward once more.   
	Alyssia sighed out loud again as she felt a
fresh application of warm oil against her ass. 
Michelle’s nimble fingers slid down between her
cheeks and made a brief contact with the core of
Alyssia’s sexuality.  This time the young woman
was immediately aware of the brief touch as it
produced an effect much like that of a match to a
small puddle of gasoline.  Few men had ever
touched her there and never a woman.  A small
part of her hoped Michelle would do so again.
	Alyssia didn’t have to hope for long
because after rubbing the soft flesh of her ass
cheeks a few more time, Michelle reached down
between her legs and this time she pressed four
fingers against the outer walls of her pussy.
	Alyssia’s blue eyes shot open but she
didn’t move.  This was no accidental touch.  The
masseuse was rubbing her pussy.  Glancing in
Stephen’s direction, she noted that he was still
reading.  Part of her felt like she should say
something, put a stop to Michelle’s actions. 
Another part told her to just lay there, keep quiet
and enjoy the feeling.  And a very nice feeling it
was.
	If Alyssia could somehow step out of her
body and look at the tableau from her fiancee’s
perspective, she would see nothing amiss. 
Michelle’s left hand was still moving across
Alyssia’s body at a rapid pace while the real action
produced by her right hand was hidden from view.
	By this time, Michelle had worked two
fingers up into Alyssia’s pussy and was pumping
them in and out as fast as she could.  Alyssia had
now closed her eyes again and was biting down to
keep from making any sounds.  She knew it  was a
dangerous game she was playing, not sure what
Stephen’s reaction would be if he knew.  Yet at he
same time, it was one of the most forbidding and
exciting things she had ever done.  There was no
way now she could stop it.
	Finally, it was impossible to keep silent
any longer as she felt an orgasm overtake her. 
The tiny sparks radiating from Michelle’s two
fingers buried deep inside of her spread outward,
increasing in intensity as they moved.  It was only
a tiny climax, but a good one never the less.  It
was only after the small quake had subsided that
Alyssia realized that there was no way that
Stephen could’ve mistaken the moans that had
accompanied it for anything but what they were. 
	Hesitantly, the woman on the table opened
her eyes as she felt Michelle gently withdraw her
fingers.  Looking over in Stephen’s direction, she
was surprised to see him sitting there with a wide
smile on his face.
	"Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked.
	"You son of a bitch!"  Alyssia shot back. 
"You knew all along."
	"But did you enjoy it?"  Stephen asked
again, the broad smile on his face answering her
question.
	"Yes....I did."  Alyssia finally admitted, her
false anger fading quickly.
	Many times, late at night while they were
laying in bed after a energetic love making
session, they had tossed around the idea of Alyssia
and another woman.  Perhaps even a threesome
with all of them.  But it had never gone beyond
idle fantasy.  Whether it was from lack of
opportunity or lack of nerve she wasn’t sure. 
Right now, she was very glad that her lover had
played this trick on her.
	By now, Stephen had moved over next to
her on the table and kissed her passionately. His
large hand cupped her breast and gave it a playful
squeeze.  Standing a few feet away, Michelle
watched approvingly.
	"If you want,"  he said to his love.  "We
can take this a little further."  he said.  But only if
you want to?"  he added.
	Alyssia glanced over her shoulder at
Michelle who was just standing there, a grin on
her face.  Stephen had found a woman who fit
exactly the image that had appeared in Alyssia’s
secret fantasies. 
	"The two of us?"  she asked, indicating
Michelle and herself.  "Or all three of us?"
	"Which ever you prefer."  Stephen replied. 
"It’s your gift.  I’ll even go out for a walk if you’d
prefer."

	"No, I want you to be here with me ."  she
replied.  "But if it’s OK, I’d just like it to be me
and Michelle - at least for a start."
	"What ever you want."  was his reply.
	"And I think I’d like to take it over to the
bed."  Alyssia added.  "This table really isn’t that
comfortable."
	Stephen laughed and stepped back away
from the table.  Michelle moved to take his place
and took Alyssia’s hand in her own.  No words
were exchanged.  She gently stroked Alyssia’s
shoulder length hair and leaned down to kiss her. 
The pressure of her lips against Alyssia’s own was
one the most erotic sensations of her young life. 
Her first sexual kiss with another woman.  When
she felt the touch of the tall woman’s tongue
sliding between her lips she thought she might
faint.  But she managed to control her excitement
and opened her lips just enough to admit the
offering.  For a brief moment she took the time to
admit to herself how much she wanted this and
also how very lucky she was to have a lover who
was so secure in their relationship as to allow her
to live out her fantasy.            	 	
	  Michelle broke the kiss and taking
Alyssia in hand, led her to the bed. Stephen
returned to his comfortable oversized chair, which
also had a commanding view of the bed. 
	As Alyssia propped herself up on the
pillows, Michelle stood at the foot of the bed and
began to slowly strip.  Carefully, she reached
behind herself and pulled down the zipper of her
white dress. Once pulled all of the way down, it
was easy for her to simply let it fall off of her
body.
	Beneath the bright white uniform, Michelle
wore a pair of equally bright white bra and
panties.  Matching white stockings covered her
long legs, ending only at the clasps of a white
garter.  Against the dark tan of her skin it was a
very striking contrast.
	The small, simple bra did little to conceal
Michelle’s breasts and the absence of tan lines
made it  obvious that she sunbathed in the nude. 
Nimble fingers undid the clasp between the cups
and her very round mounds popped free.
	Her nipples were very dark, made more so
by their constant exposure to the sun.  Small
stubby tips capped each mound, and the Belizen
woman reached up and ran her long slender
fingers across each breast, rubbing her thumbs
across the nipples.    
	Alyssia watched in admiration as she
stroked her own breasts.  It wasn’t the first time
she had enjoyed watching a woman disrobe, but it
had been the first time she’d been able to do so
openly.  She glanced over in Stephen’s direction
for a brief moment and saw that he too was
enjoying her little show, especially because he
now had his own towel open and was lightly
stroking his cock. 
	Michelle removed her panties but left on
her garter and stockings.  As she climbed onto the
bed, Alyssia got her first real good look between
her legs and realized that the darker skinned
woman was totally hairless there.  
	No sooner had Michelle joined Alyssia on
the bed, she spread the smaller woman’s legs apart
and began to kiss her way up her thighs.  When
she came to her still wet pussy, the auburn haired
woman kissed to the right and left of it and then
planted a long lingering kiss on the center of her
mound.  
	Alyssia jumped just a little as she felt the
touch of Michelle’s wet tongue against her clit.
The thrill of it had been so unexpected.  Then
after a second oral caress, her new lover
continued upward.  She was a little disappointed
that Michelle hadn’t lingered there, but was sure
she would return. 
	Michelle reached up and ran her hands
across Alyssia’s breasts, rubbing her fingers
against the pink aureoles.  That simple touch sent
a  powerful rush through Alyssia’s body. 
Alyssia’s skin felt warm to the touch, as if it had
absorbed the heat of the oil that had been so
recently applied to it. 
	Michelle immediately replaced the touch of
her fingers with that of her tongue, passionately
covering both mounds with kisses.  Her tongue
played with the now fully erect nipples before
taking the hard nubs into her mouth.  An action
that caused Alyssia to moan softly.
	"Oh that feels nice."  Alyssia gushed as
Michelle  moved to her other breast, at the same
time still caressing the first breast with her hand.
	Michelle's touch was so unlike that of
Stephen’s. In fact she couldn't compare it to any
of the men that she'd been intimate with.  It may
have only been the excitement of being with a
woman, but she felt like it was the most gentle she
had ever felt.


	Michelle continued to suckle at Alyssia’s 
breasts as she reached down and rubbed her
fingers  against the moist mound between the
darker haired woman’s legs.  Alyssia  responded
by shifting to a position that gave Michelle greater
access.
	Her response to the invitation was first one 
finger, then a second, deep inside Alyssia’s love 
canal.  It wasn't long before her ministrations once
more brought forth a wet, sweet response that 
covered her  fingers.
	Shifting her own position, Michelle
pressed her own breasts against Alyssia’s and
rubbed both sets of nipples together.  The soft feel
of hot flesh against flesh was enticing for both
women.  


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