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The Sliders Love-In  (NC-17) (4/4)

A Sliders Fan Fiction Story

WARNING -- The following story contains graphic sexual 
descriptions. Those under 18 or offended by such material 
should not read it!

***

     After the two men left to go back to their room, Wade and Maggie 
remained naked lying on the bedroom floor.  It was most comfortable 
and Wade enjoyed the sense of freedom it gave her.  Maggie had 
poured them two stiff drinks of whiskey and when Wade downed 
hers it sent a shock wave boiling through her body.  Blinding back 
tears, she forced the rest of the drink down and set the glass aside.  
The alcohol sizzled through her veins like a series of low-grade
earthquakes.  And something else she felt - her body was seething
with desire.  Wow, did straight whiskey do that to a person?  She
decided it did.

     "Maggie?" Wade asked, her voice soft, but strong and
persuasive too.  Maggie looked at her and Wade suddenly felt like
a frightened rabbit, quivering.  Maggie knew what Wade wanted, and
Wade knew she did.

     Maggie shivered, and the tight little bumps of her nipples
hardened visibly.  She crossed her arms and cuddled herself as if
she were suddenly cold.

     Wade felt wildly loose, uninhibited, and hot. She didn't
know if any of the things she had read about would help her or
not.  She hoped they would, but the only thing that mattered was
Maggie and making her like it.  Wade was thinking about how
Maggie's naked body would feel, pressed against hers . . . hot,
soft, smooth, and desirable.

     "Maggie?" Wade asked, frightened.

     Wade wanted to say something more, but she didn't dare
speak.  She looked into Maggie's brown eyes, and saw all the pent-
up passion still lurking there.  As gently as a butterfly, Wade
brought her mouth to Maggie's.  Maggie's lips felt hot and dry
against hers as they touched, and an electric current seemed to
flow between them.  Wade felt Maggie's muscles ease and relax,
felt Maggie move her arm, felt her slide her hands hesitantly up
Wade's own arm.

     Maggie moaned softly, almost inaudibly, as if the sound was
for Wade's ears alone.

     Mentally, Wade was comparing Maggie with the men she'd felt.
Where the men had been hard, Maggie was soft.  Where the men had
been rough, Maggie was smooth.  Maggie was smooth all over, hairless
where the two boys were hairy. Maggie was warming rapidly and 
Wade shivered slightly at the thought.  She liked the feel of this 
woman's body, and she liked the feel of Maggie's thighs too.

     Entwining against each other, the two girls delved deeper and
deeper into a passion that neither of them had dreamed existed.
Their mouths opened, their tongues tasted.  They breathed each
other's feminine smell.  They savored all that existed between
them, all that was different between them, and all that was the
same. Soft breasts pressed against soft breasts, passion-hardened
nipples digging into tender mounds.  Soft, feminine arms entwining
around each other, kissing deeply.

     Wade let Maggie nestle her head against her shoulder and slid
one exploratory hand over one of Maggie's big titties.

     "You're so soft," Wade said, wonderingly.  Tenderly Wade
patted Maggie's breast, fascinated by the hard little nipple on the
full mound of flesh.

     Maggie was following Wade's lead, and she cupped one of
Wade's breasts, her thumb brushing over the nipple.  "So are 
you," Maggie whispered, "you're soft, too."

     They kissed again, and this time there was more sureness,
more passion in it.  They ground their mouths together, their
tongues dueling and fighting for supremacy.  Wade won and drove
Maggie's tongue back and licked the roof of the woman's mouth, the
back of her teeth.  Maggie welcomed the intrusion by sucking,
drawing as much of Wade's tongue into her own warm mouth as she
could.

     Wade moaned again, louder.

     Bolder now, Wade stroked Maggie's large tits, rolling her
nipples in her fingers.  She could feel Maggie jerking and
trembling, and knew what Maggie was feeling.  She knew 
because she too was experiencing the same sensations.  When 
Maggie thumbed Wade's nipples, Wade knew she was on the 
same wavelength with Maggie.  The thought of the identical 
pleasures sent ripples of desire flooding through her, and the 
knowledge of the thought was wild, insane, and wonderful, all 
at once.

     Snuggling together, the two women reveled in the pure
discovery of each other's wonderfully soft, feminine bodies.
Wade's short red hair brushed against Maggie's pale slender
shoulder, while Maggie's feathery blonde hair rubbed her cheek.
Wade nibbled Maggie's shell-like ear, and felt Maggie gasp when her
breast shifted and pressed against her hand.  Maggie's sharp white
teeth nipped Wade's shoulder, and Wade felt her own body shake
with excitement.  Slowly their muscles relaxed and they lay on
their sides on the soft carpet, the fire warming their naked
bodies.

     "God," Wade said, "you're the sexiest."

     "Me?" Maggie gasped, "You're better than a man at turning me
on."

     "I'm glad," Wade said.

     Leaning back, Wade could see the full length of Maggie's
graceful, lean body, admire the curves, the shadows and hollows,
the gentle rounding of Maggie's belly, and the neatly trimmed patch 
of pubic hair shielding her slit.  She looked breathtaking beautiful, 
and Wade couldn't resist stroking her fingers along Maggie's ribs.  
Maggie's stomach trembled and she dug her fingers into Wade's 
side fiercely.

     "Oh, I like that," Wade said.

     Maggie mumbled something in agreement.

     Maggie's nipples were dark, hard knots begging for some
attention.  Wade's mouth was watering as she stared at them.  She
lowered her head, her mouth seeking the little buds.  She flicked
her tongue over one of Maggie's small nipples and felt the woman
jerk in response.  Pursing her lips, Wade kissed the nipple, then
sucked on it tenderly. Opening her mouth wider, she sucked more of
Maggie's large breast in, while bathing the nipple with her tongue.
Wade felt Maggie's breathing quicken and become irregular as if
she were gasping for breath.  At the same time, Maggie's hand
tightened on Wade's full breast until it almost hurt.  Then,
helplessly, Maggie let go and rolled over on her back to sprawl out
and open on the carpet.

     Wade hesitated, and looked at her friend questioningly.

     "Don't stop," Maggie whispered, not opening her eyes.  "Please
don't stop."

     Encouraged, Wade bent her head and suckled on one of Maggie's
breasts, then the other.  Maggie tangled her fingers in Wade's
short hair, and began stroking her neck and bare back.  Out of the
corner of her eyes, Wade could see the blonde triangle of Maggie's
sex, could see Maggie rubbing her slender, golden tanned thighs
together as her excitement built in higher peaks.  Hesitantly
again, Wade slid one hand down Maggie's warm, smooth belly toward
the damp patch.  Maggie shook and quivered, her fingers knotting in
Wade's hair.  But she made no move to stop Wade's hand.

     "Mmmmmmmmmm, good, good," Maggie murmured.

     "Yes," Wade agreed, her voice smooth, but she was unsure of
herself.  It felt so good to her, all so good to her, but Wade
wasn't as experienced as she thought, and she realized this.  Like
a frightened animal, Wade's hand crept into Maggie's blonde pubic
hair.  Maggie spread her thighs more, opening herself for Wade's
exploration.  Wade slid her fingers down and down, finding the
same slit there that she herself had between her own thighs.
Carefully, Wade cupped Maggie's sex mound, feeling the hot
softness of the tissues under her fingers, the curving arch of
Maggie's pubic bone under her palm.  Wade pressed her whole hand
down on Maggie's cunt and felt Maggie respond by pushing her hips
upward.  Maggie's pussy felt hot and sticky, and Wade realized
that it was the juices flowing freely and easy already.

     Now Wade had to have something at her own begging pussy.
Hesitantly, she released Maggie's cunt, and felt the woman's
disappointment.  Wade sought one of Maggie's hands, loosened it
from her hair and guided it to her own eager pussy.  Maggie's touch
was frightened and shy, but it also felt searingly hot.  Wade
spread her thighs, pressed Maggie's fingers into her swollen cunt,
then clamped her thighs down to trap the little hand. Now she
worked her own hand back into Maggie's wet hot crotch.  This time
she slid one finger between the lips, and pressed it into the
woman's cunt.

     Maggie's moist channel felt scalding hot and sticky and slimy
with juices.  Wade drove her long finger deeper into Maggie and
felt the woman's hips surge upward.  At the same time, Maggie slid
her finger into Wade's hole, and Wade thought she was going to
die from pleasure.  The males that had fingered her had been good,
but somehow this was much more exciting, even thought Maggie's
finger was a lot smaller than any man's.  Wade thought too that
because it was such a degrading activity, she tingled more with
heat.  It was a forbidden act to her way of thinking and her lewd
mind created all the wonderful lusty pleasures she was
experiencing.  Wade spread her thighs wide and let Maggie take
total possession of her watering pussy. She looked down to where
her own thick finger was buried in Maggie.

     She studied it a moment as it probed into Maggie's hot pussy,
then her gaze shifted to where Maggie's finger was probing.  She
shuddered with pleasure as the finger touched the sensitive
surface of her cuntal passage.

     Wade suddenly felt wildly excited, though nowhere near an
orgasm.  This excitement was something else.  Maybe it was the
thrill of discovery.  It really didn't matter, she decided.  She
looked around the room and saw that she and Maggie were the only
moving objects.  Everything else seemed to be in another
dimension.  All the things she had become familiar with before
this evening started were in abstract.  Wade now withdrew her
dripping finger from Maggie's slippery cunt and licked the juices
off slowly.

     "Taste me," she whispered to Maggie.  "Please taste me.  It's
so good."

     Maggie was frowning up at her, irritated at having the finger
withdrawn from her hungry cunt. "What?" she asked as she fixed her
focus on Wade.

     "Watch me," Wade said and showed Maggie what she meant by
dipping her finger in Maggie's cunt again and licking it off with
pleasure.

     "I, uh . . ." Maggie paused, groping for voice.

     "Please."

     Maggie looked dubious, but withdrew her finger from Wade.
Slowly, but hurriedly too, she licked it, her face indicating she
had expected something unpleasant.  Then her face cleared and she
smiled. She stuck her finger in her mouth now and sucked it clean.

     "Good, huh?" Wade asked.

     Maggie nodded, and Wade stopped her before she could slip her
finger into her pussy again.  "I've got another idea," she said,
shifting around on the floor.  Wade was aware of Maggie watching
her slyly.  She turned to bring her head toward Maggie's crotch.
Bending and leaning over, Wade slowly lowered her face toward
Maggie's pussy, her eyes riveted on the blonde, curling hair and the
gleaming pink tissues.  An animal odor, wild animal, assaulted
Wade's senses, attracting her even more. Her mouth watering with
a wild appetite, Wade lowered her face to Maggie's bush and wedged
her finger deep into the woman's hot slit.

     Maggie must have a decision, and the touch of her mouth
against Wade's cunt set off rockets of passion in Wade, making
her drive her own mouth on Maggie even harder.  Ramming in her
tongue deep into Maggie's snatch, Wade lowered her hips and felt
the woman's chin grind against her clitoris.  The explosion of
pleasure almost lifted Wade to the peak of an orgasm.  She dug
her chin into Maggie's clit, and she was rewarded with a flow of
juice that almost drowned her, as Maggie's hips jammed upward in a
fast response.

     Head to crotch, the two women tangled in the center of the
floor.  Hands gripping each other's buttocks and thighs, they
drove each other half crazy with the fast working of their mouths.

     Wade was nearly delirious with pleasure, boiling and
seething, her body betraying her with its convulsions.  She was
coming and coming and coming, and she knew she was drowning 
Maggie with the flood of juices pouring out of her cunt. But she 
couldn't pull away from Maggie.  Wade was driving her own mouth 
into Maggie's gushing pussy, and Maggie's slender body was convulsing
under her as climax after climax ripped through her, knotting her
muscles.  Maggie's slender thighs clamped around Wade's head like
a vise, trapping her there until Wade was afraid she was going to
suffocate.

     All at once it was over.  Maggie's body went from spasmodic to
totally limp.  Wade's own intense orgasm was passing its peak,
its plateau leaving her quivering with exhaustion.  Wade was
dimly aware of Maggie fighting to free her face from her lax pussy
and struggled with her last reserves of strength to help.
Finally, she managed to lift her leg and tumble away.  Sprawling
on her back, Wade let blackness sweep over her as she fought for
breath and sanity.

     Later, Wade felt as if she was drifting in a soft, warm,
gray cloud of semi-sleep, feeling wonderful, almost sated.  Her
body was totally relaxed, tired with delicious exhaustion.  Vague,
peaceful dreams floated through her mind.  Yet, down deep there
was still a need, as if what she and Maggie had just done was only
the foreplay.

     Wade still needed a cock to completely satisfy her, and with two 
hunks like Quinn and Remmie around she had no doubt that that 
was a need that she would have no trouble satisfying.


THE END




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