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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction that contains descriptions 
of explicit sexual acts between females.  If this type of content 
offends you, or you are under the age of 18, do not read it.

HEATHER AND SARAH

My name is Heather, and my first sexual experience with another 
person was with my cousin, Sarah.  We lived up north and Sarah came 
to stay with us after her parents split up.  During a severe blizzard,
 it was all the furnace in our house could do to keep up with the 
cold.  Sarah and I shared a large bedroom upstairs.  She was already 
in bed, and I was moving as fast as I could to keep warm as I put on 
my T-shirt.  Over-sized football T-shirts and panties were what we 
slept in.  Just as I was about to climb in my bed, Sarah said to get 
in with her first and she would warm me up.

	I turned out the lights and scrambled under the blankets.  Sarah 
rapped her arms around me and rubbed my back and legs.  She said my 
hands felt like ice cubes and told me to put them between her legs 
where she could warm them.  She squeezed them as she vigorously 
rubbed me all over.  Soon I realized she was pressing her crotch 
against my hands.  This was definitely warming me up fast.  Her right 
hand moved down my back and around my ass, her fingers tracing the 
inside of my crack, pressing my panties into it.

	With our bodies intertwined and the blankets over our heads, I 
quickly forgot about the blizzard outside.  As Sarah continued to 
push against my hands, I realized her crotch was getting wet; not 
from sweat, but from the same sticky flow that covered my fingers 
when I masturbated.  She moved in a slow steady rhythm, squeezing my 
hands tight.  I could feel her breath on my face, and in the dark our 
lips touched.  The tip of her tongue moved across my lips gently 
pushing them apart.  At the same time, her hand was between my legs 
and her finger worked its way under the edge of my panties.  My heart 
pounded, unsure what was happening but not wanting her to stop.

	Sarah's tongue was like a feather brushing across my lips.  I opened 
my mouth and she explored the warmth inside.  Then her finger found 
my slit.  This was the first time anyone had ever touched me there, 
and it sent a shudder through my body.  I opened my legs and she slid 
her finger inside me.  I thought I would faint as a wave of 
excitement swept over me.  Suddenly, my hand was inside her panties 
feeling her soft hair, my fingers searching.  I was eagerly returning 
her kisses now, our tongues moving in and out, sharing the heat of 
our mouths.

	I found her clitoris, and as I touched it, she quivered and moaned, 
spreading her legs for me.  My body was wet with sweat, my crotch 
soaked.  I had smelled my own arousal many times when I fingered 
myself, but now there was something new: Sarah's scent drifted up to 
me.  Knowing I made her wet left me dizzy with excitement.

	We were both breathless, our hearts pounding, our bodies wound 
together like a knot.  We climaxed at the same time, fighting to keep 
from crying out and awakening my parents.  As I tried to catch my 
breath, I brought my hand to my face.  It was covered with Sarah's 
juice, and I touched it to my lips, tasting another girl for the 
first time.  It was the most intimate, sensual feeling I had ever 
experienced.  I was light-headed, scared that it was only a dream.  
Tasting her was intoxicating, and I craved her soft moans in my ears 
again.  What a delicious secret: my cousin who slept in the same room 
with me had the power to take me to heaven, and I her.  Rapture 
washed over me as I thought of all the possibilities.  But the best 
was yet to come.

	Each night, we would wait until we were sure everyone in the house 
was asleep.  Then, as the wind howled outside, we would be under the 
covers, touching and kissing.  Sometimes, Sarah would awaken in the 
middle of the night, shed her panties, and tiptoe across the room to 
my bed.  While I slept, she would slip under the covers, her hands 
finding the warmth between my legs.  Her tongue would move across my 
nipples making them hard, and I would wake up with her fingers 
already inside me, her mouth on mine.  The next morning, I would 
wonder if it had really happened or had it just been a delicious 
dream.

	One night as we made love, Sarah took her finger out of me and slid 
it into her own wet vagina.  Then she touched it to my lips so I 
could taste us both.  She kissed me and whispered that she wanted to 
try something new.  I asked what she meant, and she said she saw it 
in a magazine-I'd learn soon enough.  Sarah liked to suck on my 
nipples while she fingered me, but this time she didn't stop at my 
breasts.  She moved her mouth down my stomach and let the tip of her 
tongue explore my navel sending shock waves through me.  Then she 
moved down further, licking my soft hair like a mother cat.  I was 
already soaked and swollen from our foreplay; my clitoris was hard 
and exposed.  When her tongue touched it, I saw stars.

	She moved around so she could lay between my legs and I quickly 
wrapped them around her head to hold her there.  I pinched my nipples 
while Sarah's tongue went inside me for the first time.  As she 
sucked on my clitoris, she inserted a finger, then two, then three, 
driving me to the edge of orgasm.  I couldn't wait to lick her.

	I climaxed as I rocked back and forth, and she reached up and 
squeezed my nipples sending me deeper into ecstasy.  Then she got on 
her hands and knees, crawled up and kissed me hard, her mouth wet 
with the taste of my girl-cum.  She let me kiss and licked it off her 
mouth and cheeks.  Next, she swung her leg over me and moved her ass 
toward my face until it was only inches away.  Then she lowered her 
head and ate me with a renewed hunger.  I reached up and pulled her 
to me, her scent filled my nostrils.  My heart raced as I kissed and 
licked her.  This was beyond my wildest dreams.  Tasting and smelling 
her at the same time made my head spin.  My tongue slipped inside, 
and her wet sex flowed out.  I caressed her ass and legs, reaching 
under to hold her breasts and squeeze her nipples.  Then I spread her 
open with my fingers and sank my tongue deep inside.  We must have 
climaxed a dozen times together that night as I realized that I 
couldn't get enough of Sarah; I wanted to make love to her forever. 

* * *

Sarah's mother came for her a few months later.  The night before she 
left, we held each other and cried.  I couldn't believe my sweet 
Sarah would soon be gone.  I wanted to kill myself but she said that 
would mean we would never be together again.  On the day she moved 
away, she gave me a small box and said to smell what was inside 
whenever I missed her.  Sarah had a special perfume that I loved and 
I thought that might be what was in the box.  But that night when I 
was alone,  I opened it to find a pair of her panties.  Holding them 
to my nose, I realized Sarah had fingered herself through the 
material soaking them with a seductive reminder of my lover's arousal.
  I kept her panties under my pillow and would breathe in her 
fragrance each night while I masturbated.

Over the next year, we spoke on the phone a few times when my mother 
would let me call.  I told Sarah how I laid awake at night touching 
myself and wished it were her between my legs.  She told me she 
dreamed of making love to me and would wake up breathless, her crotch 
socking wet.  Then our mothers had a falling out and we were not 
allowed to call.  I did not see Sarah again for almost 10 years.

	I lost my virginity to a boy in my science class.  Throughout high 
school, I dated a lot of boys and thought I'd fallen in love at least 
half a dozen times.  But I always knew that Sarah owned a piece of my 
heart, a piece I could never give to anyone else.

	Two years out of college, I was working in an advertising agency 
writing copy for television commercials.  As I sat at my desk one day 
typing away on my computer, the phone rang.

	"Heather?"

	"Yes."

	"It's Sarah."

	It took a second before it hit me.  I opened my mouth but nothing 
came out.  My palms turned clammy, my body quivered.  The phone 
almost slipped from my hand. "Sarah," I said finally, although it was 
more of a moan than a word. "Where are you?"

	"Close by."

	My brain flooded with memories: the sound of her bare feet coming 
across the wooden floor to my bed; the rush of excitement knowing she 
would be naked; the heat of her breath on my neck; the sweet scent of 
her arousal; the warm dampness between her legs; and the salty taste 
of her skin covered with sweat.  My body went limp and I could not 
have stood up if my life had depended on it.  I couldn't believe the 
sudden wave of erotic emotion that swept through me, the yearning 
between my legs.  She told me the name of her hotel. "When can I see 
you?" I asked, hoping no one in the office could see my heart 
pounding against my chest.

	"I'm here for you now."

	The words blurred my vision. She said her room number and hung up 
before I could tell her I was coming.

	I told my boss I wasn't feeling well and would like to leave early.  
I must have looked a wreck for he didn't hesitate to let me go.

	I ran out of the building to my car.  Her hotel was only a few miles 
away, and when the valet handed me the parking receipt, he must have 
thought I was going to faint.  My pulse raced, my face was flushed.  
I walked across the lobby on shaky legs and pushed the button for her 
floor.  A moment later I stood in front of her door.  With a knot in 
my stomach and eyes wide with anticipation, I knocked.  The door 
opened and my sweet, beautiful Sarah stood there smiling her wicked 
little grin.  Her eyes gleamed with a secret kept too long.  She 
reached out and took my hand leading me into the room.  When the door 
closed, she stepped back and let me look at her.  She was tall even 
in her bare feet.  Her body was firm and her auburn hair flowed down 
to her shoulders.  She wore only a T-shirt which immediately brought 
a smile to my face.

	"You took too long," she said, and took me in her arms.  What 
started as a friendly hug quickly turned into groping as her mouth 
found mine, her hands frantically working to undress me.  I covered 
her face and neck with kisses as she stripped me down to bra and 
panties.  She looked down at my black silk panties, the front soaked 
and glistening. "You're already wet." she said, and knelt in front of 
me.  With her face only inches away, she gently slid my panties down 
my legs.  I stepped out of them and Sarah brought them up to her face,
 cupping the delicate material over her nose and breathing in deeply.


"You smell so good," she said, "just like I remember."  Then, while 
she locked her eyes on mine, she slowly licked the sticky girl-cum 
off the inside of the crotch.  As I watched this incredibly sensual 
act, I became dizzy and had to fight to keep from falling.  Finally, 
she leaned forward and gave my vagina the softest, most tender kiss.  
Sarah stood and reached behind me to undo my bra, whispering, "If I 
don't have you in the next thirty seconds, I'm going to explode."

	"Then hurry," I said, feeling moisture drip down the inside of my 
legs.

	My bra dropped to the floor and she lead me toward the bed, our 
mouths trying to taste as much of each other along the way as we 
could.  I slipped her T-shirt over her head and she dropped back on 
the bed, pulling me down on her.  Her body felt wonderful under me, 
her legs wrapping around me like she would never let go.  Suddenly, 
she stopped kissing me and looked deep into my eyes. "I've wanted you 
a million times every day."

	 "Then stop counting." I brushed the hair from her face. "I'm here, 
and I'm yours."

	She rolled me over and her lips found my nipples.  From one to the 
other, she frantically tried to make up for ten years of unquenched 
desire.  Soon, she worked her way down between my legs and drank the 
nectar that flowed from me like she was dying of thirst.  I lay back 
and let her make love to me knowing my turn would come soon, I would 
have her completely.  And I did.  Through the afternoon and late into 
the night, we rediscovered all the things that had pleased us so long 
ago and quickly found a whole new world of pleasures learned in the 
time since.

	"I won't let you go," I said as we lay beside each other, my fingers 
softly tracing her breasts and nipples.

	"You won't have to.  I've tried to forget you, tried to live without 
you, but nothing worked.  No matter what I do, I always imagine what 
it would be like with you.  I finally realized I was a fool to go on 
without the one thing in the world I needed most.  Heather, I need 
you more than air."

	I raised up on one elbow and touched her face.  In the soft light 
coming through the window, I saw a tear form at the edge of her eye.  
I kissed the salty drop away and said, "I love you forever."

	"Not long enough," she whispered, and turned her face to find my 
mouth.

	We were both crying now with tears of joy.  We had professed our 
love at last and I realized I wanted her even more.  We made love 
again with a passion that had burned inside us for over ten years.  
This time nothing would separate us.  This time we would be together 
forever.






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