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Hello once again. As in the past, comments are both
appreciated and encouraged. Suggestions are also
welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it makes it
easier for me to get your reaction. One thing I do
ask is that you now include your first name and age
in your comments. It gives me a better idea who my
audience is.
Hot Summer Night
by Ann Douglas
Rachel Fontana fumbled with the two paper
bags full of groceries as she tried to unlock the door
to her apartment. It had been a hectic day, the likes
of which she hadn't seen in a long time. All she
wanted to do was have dinner, kick off her shoes and
turn up the air conditioner to high. New York City
in August was not a fun place to be. Especially in the
middle of a heat wave.
"Damn." she mumbled as she almost dropped
the keys. "Nothing is going right today."
The door finally opened and she stumbled
inside, just as one of the bags ripped, sending the
contents all over the floor. She put the remaining bag
on the small breakfast nook of her equally small
kitchenette and then went back to pick up the rest.
Then it hit her that the apartment was
insufferable hot. What was wrong with the air
conditioning. Reaching for a can of peas, she noticed
the small note that had been slipped under her door.
Picking it up she read.
"To all tenants.....A Con Edison transformer
blew out over on Houston Street causing a small
blackout. Electricity is expected to be restored by 8
PM . Any problems please call me.
A. Martinez"
"96 degrees and no air conditioning." Rachel
said to herself as she dropped the last of the
groceries on the small table. "This day's never going
to end. At least it's Friday."
With a shrug, the 25 year old proceeded to
open some of the windows in her 4th floor apartment
to let in the breeze, not that there was any. Without
the countering effect of the air conditioner it was
definitely too hot. First order of business however
had to be a cold shower. After ten hours in these
clothes, capped by a twenty minute ride in that
inferno they call the subway, even the most expensive
outfit began to look like a rag. The layer of sweat
under those clothes was beginning to itch.
Stepping into the bathroom, Rachel took a
good look at herself in the mirror. The heat and
humidity had really done a number on her blonde
hair. She hated to think what it would look like if
she hadn’t decided to get it cut short for the summer.
Unbuttoning her blouse, she practically had to peel it
off. Her bra followed, revealing a firm 34 inch bust
covered with small droplets of perspiration.
“You think that if I was going to get this
sweaty I’d have least had fun getting that way.” she
laughed to herself.
Truth was that it had been quite some months
since Rachel enjoyed that kind of fun. She had broke
up with her last boyfriend in June and really hadn’t
met any one she really liked since. Oh there’d been a
few dates here and there, even a few overnight stays.
But they were just quick fucks, something to break
up the monotony. The last one of them was three
weeks ago.
“Too bad “Old Herman” isn’t here any
more.” Rachel mused as she finished undressing.
“Old Herman” was Herman Kruger. Up to a
month ago he’d been the superintendent of the
building. He wasn’t really that old but it was a name
the neighborhood kids had given him. A really nice
man, the 61 year old had befriended the young
secretary when she’d moved in last year. That
friendship had turned into something a little bit more
on his birthday last year when she’d given him a blow
job as a gift. It was the least she could do after all the
favors he’d done for her.
To her surprise, Herman had turned out to be
both quite well endowed and potent. Afterwards,
she didn’t know why she expected him to be
otherwise except for the common misconception a
lot of younger people have that older people don’t
have sex. It had been such an enjoyable experience
that it began to be repeated at least once a month.
Among all the good thing she could say about
Herman, the first on her list would be that he was
definitely all man. Unlike so many of the men she
encountered in her office or in the bars and gym she
frequented. In fact, the brown haired girl was
thinking of seeing how good a fuck he might be when
his birthday came around again.
But Herman had died in a car accident early
last month, causing her to regret having not acted on
her impulse. More than just a sometime lover,
Herman had been a friend and she cried long and
hard when she heard the news. She’d gone to his
wake only to find herself under verbal assault by his
widow. A nasty woman who Herman had once
mentioned had lost interest in sex twenty years
before. Mrs. Kruger had evidently somehow found
out about the little gifts to her husband. She’d called
Rachel a whore and threatened to make enough of
scene that she’d have Rachel thrown out of the
building.
As it turned out, it was the widow Kruger
that moved out instead. Michael Maris, who also
lived on the building, overheard her discussion with
Rachel and quickly moved to the younger woman's
defense. He told the widow that Rachel hadn’t been
the only person in the building who was servicing the
late Mr. Kruger. Michael was so openly gay that
Hanna Kruger couldn’t help but get his meaning.
Herman hadn’t been too particular about who was on
the other end of a hot mouth. Not exactly the kind of
story the widow Kruger wanted spread around.
Rachel hadn’t met the new super yet. He’d
only started last week and there were 19 other
tenants. He’d get around to introducing himself to
her soon enough. Stepping into the shower, she idly
wondered what were the odds that Mr. A. Martinez
was a 6’ Adonis who had a thing for small short
haired brunettes.
The splash of cool water against her 5’4”
frame felt good. The frigid touch caused her nipples
to harden, reminding her it was been sometime since
anyone had touched them. Brushing the tips with her
fingers, she smiled at the pleasing sensation it
brought. Even as a teenager, she’d had the most
sensitive nipples.
After spending a few moments to cool off her
body, Rachel turned the single water control in the
opposite direction. She filled her hands with liquid
soap from the wall dispenser and began to soap up
her body.
Rachel again stroked her breasts, bringing her
pert nipples to a familiar hardness. As always, her
own touch felt so good. Soapy hands glided down
across her slim stomach, finding their way to the
tightly trimmed blonde bush below. She continued
down between her legs and then around to the cheeks
of her ass, leaving a soaping trail of bubbles in her
wake.
Rachel let out a soft sigh as her fingers
rubbed against her mound. Running her long
outstretched fingers across her firm mounds once
again, giving them a playful squeeze, the lithe woman
was reminded of how horny she'd felt lately.
The last two men who'd shared her bed had
turned out to be serious disappointments. Both had
shot their load much too soon and had little interest
in spending the time after that to give her the
pleasure she deserved.
"God, I need a good fuck." she said to
herself as she again glided her fingers down across
her stomach and across the thin layer of blonde fuzz.
With a practiced skill she parted her vaginal
lips, quickly finding the small stubby clit hidden
within. Closing her eyes as she leaned back again the
tiled wall, she pressed a slippery finger against it.
"Oh yes." she purred as a familiar tingle
spread out from her cunt. "That feels so nice."
She slid a soapy finger up within herself,
followed by a second and a third. It was a poor
substitute for a hard cock, but it would have to do.
It wasn't long before she was furiously
pumping her fingers in and out, sparking the tiny
flame between her legs into a conflagration.
The warm water had turned to hot, filling the
tiny room with steam. The heat of which paled next
to that which radiated across her quaking body as her
fingers caressed her love canal in an orgasmic frenzy.
Water running down her face, her lips formed
a silent O. Rachel felt her legs and arms go weak as
repeated waves of delight rippled up and down her
naked form.
Long silent moments, broken only by the
splatter of the shower drops, passed as the blonde
rested against the now warm tile. The water washing
away the traces of her climax.
Exiting the shower, she quickly dried off and
just put on a thin cloth robe. Since she had no plans
for the evening other than crashing on the couch with
a pint of chocolate ice cream, getting dressed again
was a waste of time. At bedtime she would exchange
the robe for the thin T-shirt she normally wore to
sleep. Except on those nights when she had company
in which case she skipped the shirt.
Since the power was still off, she turned on
the battery powered radio and settled on the couch
with the book she had been reading on the train.
Another hour had passed by the time she looked up
at the clock, noticing that it was already 8:15 and still
no power.
It was then she heard someone knocking on
the door across the hall and the sound of muffled
voices. A minute later came a loud knocking on her
own door.
Rachel took a moment to compose herself
before answering. After all, she still was only
wearing the robe. She looked though the peep-hole
and then opened the door.
Standing in the doorway was a tall Puerto
Rican woman in her middle 30’s. About 5’9”, she
had a dark olive complexion and weighed in the
neighborhood of 150 lbs. Her frame carried the
weight well, the type of woman you usually described
as full-bodied. Short curly black hair topped a round
pleasant face and thick bright red lips framed a warm
smile.
“Can I help you?” Rachel asked.
“Rachel Fontana, right?” the woman asked in
return.
“Yes, that me.” Rachel replied a little on the
defensive. “Can I help you.” she repeated.
“Actually I was just stopping by to see if I
could help you.” the woman said. “Antoinette
Martinez, I’m the new superintendent.”
It was then that Rachel noticed the tool box
on the floor. It never occurred to her that A.
Martinez could be a woman. She was dressed in a
plain denim shirt and pants. But there was no
mistaking that she was a woman, not with the valley
of her 38 inch bust visible to the point of bursting
through the open top buttons of her blouse.
“Oh, nice to finally meet you.” Rachel
recovered. “Won’t you please come in.”
“Thank you.” Antoinette said as she picked
up the tool box and stepped inside.
“I’m afraid I have some bad new.” she
continued as Rachel closed the door. “Con Ed now
says they might not have the power back before
midnight. So I thought I’d check and make sure
nobody needed batteries for flashlights or anything
like that.”
“That’s very thoughtful of you.” Rachel said.
“Well being new and all, I figured it couldn’t
hurt.” she said.
The pleasantries out of the way, Rachel
suddenly felt a little awkward and at a loss for words.
“I was just thinking of having a cold beer.”
she said. “Would you like one, or soda if you want?”
“No, a beer would be fine.” the taller woman
said. “You were the last person on the tenant list so
I’m done for the night.”
Reaching into the refrigerator for two bottles,
the younger woman wondered why she had suddenly
offered her a beer. Then again, it never hurt to be
nice to the super, you never knew when something in
the apartment was going to break. Besides, with the
television out, a little company for a while might be
nice.
“Would you like a glass?” she asked as she
walked back into the living room.
“The bottle’s fine.” Antoinette said as she
accepted the drink.
“Have a seat.” Rachel said as she gestured to
the couch. “Antoinette, you said, right?”
“Most people call me, Toni.” she said as she
took a sip from the bottle. “It’s a lot easier.”
“OK, Toni it is.” she said as she brought her
own bottle to her lips.
The two women took a another drink of beer,
commenting how good it tasted in the oppressive
heat. Toni commented on the decor of the small
apartment and asked what kind of work Rachel did.
The smaller woman told how she was a secretary at a
midtown law firm. She’s been there a little over two
years and was quite happy in that aspect in her life.
In turn, she asked Toni how she happened to wind up
as the superintendent.
“Well, I’ve always liked working with my
hands.” she said between sips. “I grew up with four
brothers and my father was a jack of all trades. He
just treated me like he did his sons and taught me
everything he knew.”
“Must be interesting.” Rachel noted, all too
aware that changing a light bulb was the extent of her
own household repair skills.
“It can be.” was the olive skinned woman’s
reply. “And I was really lucky to get this job. If it
wasn’t for Herman having introduced me to the
owners a few months ago, I’d have never gotten it.
They were looking for a replacement for one of their
other buildings and I was applying for that job. Then
when Herman had his accident, I applied for this one
instead.”
“You were a friend of Herman’s” Rachel
asked.
“Actually he was a friend of my fathers first.”
Toni continued. “I’ve known him about ten years,
ever since I got out of college.”
“You went to college?” a surprised Rachel
asked.
“I have a B.A. in business.” she replied.
“But I soon found that the 9-5 grind wasn’t for me.
I’ve never looked back.”
“So much for first impressions.” Rachel
thought as she finished her drink. “Can I get you
another one of those?” she asked.
“Thank you, that would be fine.” Toni said
as she handed back her own empty bottle.
Rachel quickly returned from the kitchen with
two more bottle as well as a few snacks out of the
fridge. The first drink had been simple courtesy, this
was because she found she liked this woman.
“So how has your first week been?” she
asked as they again took their places on the couch.
“So far, so good.” she replied. “It’s funny
meeting all the people Herman told stories about and
how most everyone has turned out to be just like he
described them.”
“Herman described everyone to you?”
Rachel asked, wondering what he’d said about her.
“Oh yeah, all the little dirty details.” Toni
laughed. “Like Mrs. Stapleton up in 5B who likes to
change in front of an open window, knowing full well
that Johnny Ross’s room is right across the
courtyard. That 14 year old gets a free show every
night. Or Keith Lewis down in 2A, who skips over
to Betty Rogers apartment as soon as her husband
leaves for work in the morning.”
Rachel smiled, she hadn’t heard that one
before. Gossip was more fun when you knew the
people involved.
“I’m almost afraid to ask what he told you
about me.” she said.
“Only good things.” Toni returned her smile.
“That’s you were a good person, that you were very
caring and considerate....and oh yeah, and that you
gave killer head!”
Rachel had just started to take a long pull on
her beer during Toni’s pause. Now she almost
choked as she spit out what she had just began to
swallow.
“What.....” she gasped.
“Are you OK?” Toni leaned forward. “I’m
afraid sometimes I talk before I think.”
“It’s all right.” Rachel said as she caught her
breath. “You just took me off guard.”
“If it makes you feel any better, he mentioned
that when I was giving him one too.” Toni said.
“You and Herman?” Rachel asked.
“Nothing serious, just a little recreational sex
now and then.” Toni replied. “Herman liked to
screw around without any complications. He was
pretty good at it too.”
The grin of satisfaction on her beaming face
caused Rachel to again regret never having found out
for herself.
“Hope you’re not embarrassed by all this.”
Toni said. “There’s nothing wrong with a fun fuck
now and then.”
Rachel agreed with the older woman and
lamented that it’d been too long since she’d had a
good fuck.
“There’s nothing wrong with making use of a
good man.” the younger woman said. “I wish I could
find a new one.”
“How do you feel about women?” Toni
asked almost casually as she took another sip.
“In what way?” Rachel asked, caught off
guard by the question.
“In this way.” Toni said in a tone almost too
soft to be heard as she leaned all the way forward and
kissed Rachel on her lips.
The sudden pressure of those thick full lips
against her own took the young secretary by surprise.
It’d been a very long time since she’d been kissed by
another woman like this - junior year of college to be
exact. It’d been a short but very intense affair with
an older girl at NYU. The opportunity to experiment
further had never presented itself.
After a few very long seconds, Toni broke the
kiss and moved her head back a little. She’d been
unsure of what Rachel’s reaction would be but
figured that the worse that could happen would be
that she’d tell her to get out of her apartment. When
there was no resistance to the kiss and no outcry
when it was done, she knew that wasn’t going to
happen.
Just then, the lights in the apartment came
back on and the steady hum of the air conditioner
filled the room. Both woman looked into each others
eyes, searching for something to say. Finally, Rachel
spoke, shattering the quiet.
“Talk about a kiss being magic.” she said.
Both women laughed, the awkward threshold
behind them. Toni reached out and took Rachel’s
hand in her own.
“Are you OK with this? she asked softly.
“What do you think?” she replied as this time
she moved forward and returned the kiss.
This time the kiss was long and even more
pleasant. Rachel was surprised at how comfortable
she was with the idea of an encounter with another
woman. Oh well, her motto had always been, if it
feels good - do it.
The two woman traded kisses for a few
minutes, their tongues making the briefest of
contacts. Rachel felt a soft touch just below her
neck, a touch that became firmer as it moved beneath
the folds of her robe. Toni’s hand closed on the
younger woman’s small globe, tickling the hard erect
nipple as it did.
“That feels nice.” Rachel purred between
kisses, thinking how the touch was so unlike that of
her last lover. Both soft and hard at the same time.
“It gets better.” was the whispered reply.
Toni undid the sash of Rachel's robe and
pulled it open, giving her open access to the soft
delights beneath it. Easing the light skinned girl back
on to the soft cushions, she reached up with her large
hands and cradled each of her smaller globes. In a
counter-clockwise motion, she began to massage
them, playing with the small nipples with her
outstretched thumbs.
"Oh yes." Rachel said as she closed her eyes
for a moment and enjoyed the sensation. Was it only
an hour or so ago she was wishing for the touch of a
new lover.
Pleased with Rachel's reaction, Toni leaned
over and kissed each nipple. Continuing to play with
her left breast, the super ran her tongue across the
right, leaving a thin trail of wetness. Her mouth now
sought out the rest of the tenant's breasts and began
to suck on them. Her roving tongue covering the
entire surface them with wetness. Rachel shivered at
the touch of Toni's lips on her smooth flesh as her
tongue teased Rachel's small nubs. Each lick bringing
them to a new hardness. Then her lips closed on
them and every bite and nibble sent waves through
Rachel, causing her to emit soft moans. Moans
which brought great joy to Toni, spurring her on.
Toni reached down between Rachel's legs and
traced the outline of her blonde framed haired mound
with her finger. Then it moved to the center and
rubbed against it. As her finger became lubricated by
the wetness there, she slowing slid it between the
folds. A soft gasp escaped Rachel's lips as Toni slid
the finger in and out, soon following it with a second.
Toni licked each nipple a final time and them
moved her head down Rachel's stomach, pausing to
kiss and lick her way. Lower and lower she kissed
her way until she reached the edge of Rachel's
wetness. The super then kissed one thigh, then the
other. Finally she kissed the center of Rachel's
ecstasy.
"Oh yes....Rachel said as she reached down
and guided Toni's head. "It feels so good...."
The smell of Rachel's crotch made Toni
lightheaded. It was like perfume to her. She reached
out and parted the wet lips with her fingers, moving
her tongue between them, driving it deep inside. She
closed her eyes as she savored the taste, a taste she
knew would never grow tired of.
"Oh God, Toni," Rachel said as her body
jumped at the touch. "I never knew it could feel so
wonderful."
None of her male lovers or even her female
one of years ago had ever brought her such
sensations.
Encouraged, Toni moved her pulsating mouth
closer and sought out Rachel's clit. She alternated
between her finger and her tongue, driving Rachel
wilder with each stroke. A rhythm quickly developed
as Rachel reached down and held the dark woman's
head between her legs, then lurched forward with
each movement of her lover's tongue.
Unable to use her hands any longer, Toni
reached behind and grabbed Rachel's ass cheeks.
Taking a firm grip against of the soft flesh of her
buttocks, Toni pulled Rachel's lover body harder
against her face. This caused her tongue to be
pressed just a little deeper into her lover.
Rachel began to gyrate faster as she felt
herself nearing climax. Toni could taste the increase
in sweat nectar that was now beginning to flow in a
stead stream around her tongue. She opened her
mouth wider in eager anticipation.
The Puerto Rican was soon rewarded with a
gusher of honey, so much that her lower face was
soon covered with it. She held Rachel tight as the
secretary screamed out loud and trashed about it
ecstasy. It had been a long time since she'd had a
sexual release this good.
Toni continued to lick Rachel's pussy,
stopping only when the smaller girl finally laid still.
She laid there between her legs, softly lapping at the
delicious residue that had trickled down her thighs.
"That was so wonderful." Rachel said in a
breathless voice. "I feel so alive....so exhilarated."
"I'm glad," Toni said as she brought herself
up to a sitting position. "I've wanted to do that all
week long, ever since I saw you on the day I got
here."
The thought that Toni had been lusting after
her all week caused a sudden flash of lust between
her legs. Sparking a dying ember back to life.
"Why did you wait so long." she exclaimed
as she reached out and pulled Toni close to her.
She kissed her forcefully, tasting her own
juices in Toni's mouth. She found it intoxicating.
She continued to kiss her for several minutes, licking
droplets of honeydew from around her lips.
"Can you spend the night?" Rachel suddenly
blurted out.
"Of course." Toni broadly smiled. "But I just
want to say that I really didn't plan this. I'm not
denying that I wanted to get you into bed but this
wasn't..."
Rachel cut off her with a finger pressed
against her lips.
"I don't care." she interrupted. "I don't care
if you strapped on a 9" dildo beneath your jeans with
the idea of coming up here and fucking the shit out of
me. All I know is that I don't want you to leave."
"Too bad I didn't think of that." Toni said
amused. "Maybe next time." she added with an evil
grin as she kissed Rachel again.
"Why don't we move to the bedroom where
we'll be more comfortable." she added.
The two women quickly moved from the
couch to the bedroom. Rachel hadn't opened the
single bed room window there because it held the
apartment's other air conditioning unit. Secure behind
the closed door, it had already cooled the small room
to a crisp temperature. It wouldn't belong before
they raised it a few degrees.
"Strip for me." Rachel said as she slid into
the bed and turned over. "Show me what a beautiful
body you have."
While she might not have been sexually active
in that area, Rachel had secretly loved looking at the
naked bodies of other women. From the days back in
junior high school when she and her friends began to
first develop into young women to the shower room
and lockers of her current all women heath club, it
was her secret little perversion.
Toni took a position at the bottom left of the
bed and smiled. If the young blonde wanted a show
she would give her one. She reached up and began
to slowly undo the top buttons of her blouse. her
nimble fingers had gotten to the third button when
she stopped. Letting go, her hand went instead to
her belt and picked up her beeper. With a flourish
she pressed the off switch.
"My work day is done." she grinned. "No
sense tempting any unwanted interruptions."
Dropping the pager on the nearby dresser,
Toni returned to her blouse. The remaining buttons
quickly opened and the sides of the denim shirt
parted. She held them closed for a moment then
pulled them apart, thrusting her chest forward as she
did.
Hanging from her now exposed chest were
dark, impressive mounds. Much larger than Rachel's,
they were capped by wide brown auroles. Centered
in each of them was a thick even darker nipple.
Dropping her blouse on the floor, Toni slid her hand
up along her flat chest and under each breast.
She stretched her fingers out and across her
soft skin. Toni had been an early bloomer, her
breasts appearing before most of her girlfriends and
continuing to develop after their's had appeared. She
loved having them free and hated the constricting
feeling of a bra. In fact, she'd stopped wearing one in
her senior year of high school. A decision that had
brought lots of appreciative smiles to the male
population and disapproving looks from most of the
female half.
Toni again ran her long fingers across each
breast, rubbing her thumbs across the nipples, much
as she had played with Rachel's smaller globes. Then
she pulled one breast up as far as she could and
reached out with her own tongue. She was just able
to caress her own nipple. Then she repeated the
action with her own breast.
"Do you like?" She asked.
"Oh yes...." Rachel said softly as she stoked
her own breasts.
Toni undid the belt on her jeans and let them
drop to the floor. To Rachel's surprise, the tall
woman didn't wear panties either. A wild dark bush
of pubic hair filled the triangle between her
outstretched legs, more hair than she'd ever seen on
anyone at the health spa.
Toni obviously worked out, her muscle tone
was just too good to for her not to have. There was
little fat on her body, just muscle. Looking for a
word to describe her, Rachel couldn't come up with
one. She thought of the female bodybuilders she'd
seen on TV, but they all looked too masculine. Toni
combined the best of both. The thought that she
would soon know the delights of that beautiful body
sent a shimmer of anticipation thought her own
slender form.
Crawling into the bed to join Rachel, Toni
immediately brought one of her breasts level with the
younger woman's lips. She lifted it and pressed her
nipple against the pink lips.
"Suck it." she said, the tone of her voice
giving no doubt that it was a command, not a
request.
Rachel eagerly complied, opening her mouth
and taking the long hard nipple within it.
She sucked on it for a few moments and then
released it.
Rachel stuck out her tongue and ran it
around the brownness of the nipple. Then she put
her lips on that dark circle and closed them tightly
around the center and began to suck with ecstasy and
excitement.
The young woman had seen hundreds of
naked women in her life, but she had never see a pair
of breasts as perfectly sculptured as these. They
simply cried out to be touched...to be caressed....to
be sucked. She caught the nipple between her teeth
and bit down, just enough to send a small jolt of
pleasure through Toni.
"Harder!" Toni said in response.
Eager to please, Rachel did just that,
alternating between stinging bites and soft caressing
kisses. She looked up into Toni's gaze and with an
unspoken nod she signified better.
In a more concrete reassurance of her actions,
the larger woman shifted her other breast into her
mouth so she could work on that one as well.
Once the other nipple was just as hard,
Rachel moved back and forth from breast to breast,
sucking with abandon. Toni ran her hands through
Rachel's short blonde hair and pulled her mouth
harder against each breast, encouraging the younger
woman to take more of it into her mouth.
Rachel needed no encouragement as she
mouthed Toni's tits, covering each with hot saliva.
She again alternated between licks and bites, causing
small, sudden jolts of both pain and pleasure.
Exactly, she quickly learned, as Toni liked it.
While Rachel worked on her breasts, Toni
had slid a free hand down between her own legs and
had already worked her cunt into a wet and ready
frenzy. It hadn't taken long, years of practice had
taught her just which buttons to press. Now she
wanted something more than her fingers.
She pulled her breast from Rachel's mouth, an
act that took a little effort as she younger girl was
reluctant to release it. A small frown appeared on her
face, but it quickly faded when she realized what
Toni intended to replace it with. She ran her tongue
over her lips in anticipation, bringing a smile once
more to the darker woman.
Toni knew she'd have no problem guiding
Rachel's mouth to her already wet pussy. In fact
she didn't even have to guide it, Rachel couldn't wait
to taste the dark sweetness of Toni's cunt.
Standing up on the bed, she moved forward
and squatted over his face. With her legs spread,
Toni lowered herself until her bushy mound hovered
right over her waiting mouth.
Rachel stared for a few seconds at the hairy
pussy barely two inches above him. It was her first
real look at a woman's sex in a good many years.
Who'd of imagined when she woke up this morning
that before the day was over, the most important
thing in the word would be that she do as good a job
pleasing this woman above her as she had just done
for her.
"Ready?" Toni asked, snapping Rachel's
mind back from it's wandering.
Toni reached down with one hand and
parted her cunt lips. Lifting her head as far as he
could, Rachel began to lick away as fast as he could.
Toni could tell she had little experience
licking a woman. Her tongue was all over the place,
but occasionally he would hit the right spot. She
gently took a hold of her head and began to guide
Rachel him to her sensitive spots.
"Easy..." She whispered as she lowered
herself so that her open cunt now rested on top of
her eager mouth. "Just take it nice and slow, let your
tongue glide in and out."
Finally Rachel began to follow her
instructions, coupled with her own memory of what
felt good to her and began to be rewarded with a
steady ambrosia. It was very different from her
memory of her college lover, much better in fact.
Either that or the years had made her forget how
good it was. She took a moment to promise herself
that she wouldn't let herself forget again.
"That's much better..." Toni said as she
arched back and enjoyed the feel of her tongue inside
her.
Toni laid back, eyes closed and waded in the
waves of new sensations. She knew it would be this
wonderful. From Herman's description, she knew
Rachel would be a powderkeg of passion, all she
needed was the right spark. Her pussy throbbed with
excitement as Rachel's tongue drew more and more
sweet nectar. The younger woman buried her face
between her tighs, causing the older woman to erupt
again in a orgasimic burst of delight.
"Ooooooo" Rachel moaned as she sucked
the fruit of her labors into her mouth.
Toni was now lost to the world as succeeding
torrids of ecstasy raced through her body. She hadn't
expected the neophyte lover to actually get her off
the first time. It was an unexpected but very pleasant
surprise.
Toni's body shook twice more, then finally
she could give no more. Never had see felt so
exhausted or satisfied. She collapsed forward across
Rachel's body, her eyes closed once again, this time
in exhaustion.
Rachel just laid there beneath her, licking the
spilled juices from her olive hued legs. later when
she could finally look at herself in the mirror, she
would find her face covered from cheek to cheek
with the shiny residue of Toni's violent eruptions.
She was reluctant to wash
them off, viewing it as a trophy of sorts.
Toni finally stirred and pulled herself around.
She gave Toni a long penetrating kiss. The taste of
her own climax filled her mouth, something which
always thrilled her. Wanting more, she explored the
wetness of Rachel's mouth until there was none left.
"Was it all right?" Rachel finally asked when
both of their passions had cooled.
"All right?" Toni repeated as she looked up
and into Rachel's eyes. "Sugar, if I had a few more
lovers like you, I'd give up men for good."
Knowing how hard it would be for her to do
such a thing, Rachel took it as the highest
compliment she had ever received. The look of
satisfaction on her face as the two naked woman
curled up together and fell asleep in each other's arm
was still there when she awoke the next morning. It
only faded when she looked at the other side of the
bed and realized she was alone.
"Toni?" she said as she sat up in bed and
looked around. "Antoinette?" she said in a louder
tone.
"Morning." Antoinette said as she walked
back into the room - fully dressed in the clothes she'd
worn the night before. "Sleep well?"
Rachel nodded yes and swung around to the
side of the bed.
"I hope you don't mind my using your
shower, I have a lot to do today and I'd like to get an
early start."
"No, no problem." Rachel said as she
watched Toni check her beeper before clipping it
back on her belt.
"I have to clear a clogged drain in the
Simpsons apartment this morning." she said, "That
kid of their's in always shoving something down it.
Then I have an electrical short in the Wilson's to fix.
Should be done by noon."
The tall woman stepped over to Rachel and
leaned over. She grabbed the back of the blonde's
hair and kissed her hard. Their tongues met for a
brief moment, sending a spark of electricity between
them. Just as quickly she let her go.
"Why don't I stop by about one. You can
make us some lunch" Toni said. "Might even bring
you a little surprise for desert." she added with a
wicked grin.
Rachel surprised herself when she heard
herself answered yes without a second thought.
"See you then." Toni said as she gave her a
brief kiss. "I'll let myself out, I do have a passkey
after all."
Staring at the empty bedroom doorway,
Rachel wondered what she was going to do until
noon.
END
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