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Hello once again. As in the past, comments are both
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- TEACHERS CONFERENCE-
Part Two
by Ann Douglas
A few minutes later, the two woman laid side
by side, regaining their strength. A look of bliss
covered Doreen's face. She looked into Evelyn's
blue eyes and finally spoke.
"That was the most incredible moment of my
life." She said in a quiet little girl tone. "I wish it
could've lasted for hours."
"That was just a warm-up." Evelyn laughed.
"We still have a long way to go."
Doreen's smile grew brighter.
"But first, why don't we do something about
this mess." The older woman said as she ran her
hand across Doreen's cum stained pubic hair.
"Sure, I'll only take me a minute to clean it
up." Doreen replied as she started to get up.
"Actually, I was thinking of cutting it all off."
Evelyn interjected. "I don't think there's anything
sexier than a woman who's bare." She added as she
spread her own legs and let the overhead light shine
on her own bare beaver.
Doreen didn't even stop to think about it. If
Evelyn had said they should go downstairs and run
through the lobby naked, she would've given the
same answer.
"Ok." She said in that same little girl voice.
Ten minutes later, Doreen stood in front of
the full length bathroom mirror and admired her
newly saved cunt. Evelyn had handled the razor
with precision and not even a small scratch was
visible. On her own, Doreen couldn't even shave her
legs without drawing blood. She ran her fingers
across the now exposed skin, giggling at it's
softness.
"Mmmm, that's much better." Evelyn said as
she embraced Doreen from behind and cupped her
small breasts. Playing with her nipples, she kissed
first her neck, then pulled her head around and met
her lips with her own.
This time the kiss was soft and gentle, and
for the first time, Doreen was able to appreciate the
warmth of Evelyn's kiss. A second kiss followed,
then a third. All the while, the blonde played with
the smaller woman's breasts, bringing her nipples to
a stiff attention.
Evelyn took a seat on the bowl and pulled
Doreen to her. Her face now level with the small
firm breasts, she kissed each nipple in turn. Just a
peck at first, then a little harder. Soon Doreen's
entire mound was covered with wet kisses.
Pulling the brunette tighter in her embrace,
the kisses turned to love bites as Evelyn's teeth
glided across the soft skin. Then her attention
turned to her nipples as first one , then the other
disappeared into Evelyn's mouth.
Doreen had never realized her nipples could
be so sensitive, or that the simple act of sucking on
them could feel so good. So distracted was she by
this new revelation, she jumped when she felt two of
her teacher's fingers slide between the folds of her
now nude womanhood.
The faster her fingers slid in and out, the
harder Evelyn sucked. In a mixture of pain and
pleasure, she brought her junior right back to the
excited state she had enjoyed a short while before.
As if hypnotized, Doreen began to again
gyrate in time with the penetration. If Evelyn kept
this up, she wouldn't last another ten minutes.
As Doreen once against approached the edge
of an orgasm, Evelyn suddenly stopped.
Rising from the seat, she put her hands
around Doreen's waist and helped her hop up onto
the vanity. No sooner as she settle her ass against
the cold countertop when Evelyn replaced her
fingers and began to again finger-fuck her.
The advantage of this new position was that
Evelyn's large breasts were now face level with
Doreen. A fact that the history teacher wasted no
time in exploiting. Immediately she lifted the right
breast and guided the nipple to her waiting mouth.
Like a babe at her mother's tit, the 26 year
old woman suckled. The rising heat from between
her legs just increased her desire to bring Evelyn the
same pleasure that she had given her.
"Oh yes, baby." Evelyn said as she pulled
Doreen's lips tighter against her breasts. "You're
doing fine.
Moving to the other breast, Doreen
continued to stroke the saliva soaked nipple with her
hand. What she lacked in experience she more than
made up in enthusiasm.
"Let's go back to the bed." Evelyn
suggested as she pulled her breast away from a
reluctant Doreen.
Back on the bed, Evelyn laid out on her back
and invited Doreen to get on top of her. Instead of
going face to face, she swung her body around and
again offered her moist pussy to Evelyn.
"I knew you'd be a fast learner." Evelyn
quipped before she was silenced by the weight of
Doreen's sexuality as she pressed it down against her
mouth.
By the time Doreen had moved her own
head down between Evelyn's legs, the blonde was
already fast at work with both her tongue and
fingers. It only took a few minutes for her to whip
Doreen back to a teetering edge. Try as she could,
Doreen couldn't keep up with the more experienced
woman, but she would give it her best effort all the
same.
With her tongue pressing around and around
Doreen's clit, and her fingers now covered with
shiny lubricant, Evelyn abruptly switched hands.
While her dry fingers soon became as wet as those
they replaced, Evelyn ran the wet hand up across the
curve of Doreen's ass and pressed the tips against
her tightly closed pucker hole.
First with one finger, then with a second, she
pressed forward and gained entry. Once her hole
has been stretched enough to hold two fingers,
Evelyn applied enough pressure to force them both
inside.
The result on Doreen was immediate and
explosive. Her anus had always been incredible
sensitive. Once, a long time ago, a former lover had
performed analingus on her and she immediately fell
in love with the act. Unfortunately, none of her later
boyfriends would have anything to do with such a
practice. Except for Billy who had once tried to
have anal sex with her, but had been such a clod that
it hurt too much to even get it inside.
Now with Evelyn finger-fucking both her
pussy and ass, as well as licking her clit, Doreen
realized she was on the threshold of the orgasm of
her life. She gave up any attempt to try and bring
Evelyn off and instead simply shut her eyes and
allowed herself to drift on the currents of ecstasy
ripping outward from her crotch.
Finally in such a burst of raw energy that she
thought she might be having a seizure, Doreen
climaxed as she had never before. For the first time
in her life she actually gushed, covering Evelyn's
pretty face with the products of her eruptions.
Evelyn of course was more than happy to
accept the gift, continuing to both pump and lick
away until she felt the woman on top her began to
go limp with exhaustion.
Evelyn had no intention of disturbing Doreen
as she lay drained, her now totally saturated cunt
still resting an inch above her mouth. She gently
removed her fingers from both holes and with a
gentle motion of her tongue, continued to partake of
the fruit of her efforts. Evelyn liked nothing better
than the taste of a satisfied woman.
They made love once more that night, with
Doreen finally bringing Evelyn to orgasm. After that,
they both slept the sleep of the dead until Evelyn's
bodyclock woke her up a scant 15 minutes before
her meeting.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
The relentless drone of an unanswered alarm
flooded Doreen's consciousness. The flood of the
memories that had replaced the alcohol induced haze
abruptly stopped as she opened her eyes.
"Oh my lord," She said to herself as she
pulled herself up into a sitting position. "Was that
really me last night?"
It had been, she was forced to admit to
herself. It would be easy to blame it on the booze.
Simply say she had much too much to drink and had
gone way over the edge. But while that lie could
come easily enough, it wouldn't be true.
It had been fun, and yes it had been exciting.
Doreen couldn't remember the last time sex had been
so exciting. But the thing to do now was admit that
it had been both fun and exciting and put it all
behind her.
After all, tomorrow morning it would be
back to Parkerston, Indiana, population 4,425.
Back to the Eisenhower Elementary School were
she was expected to set a moral example to the
community and "lesbian" was a word not used in
decent company.
Yes, that was definitely the best thing to do.
Just chalk it up as another little adventure that was
better left forgotten.
"Well better see what's on the agenda for
today." Doreen said out loud as she walked over to
the desk and picked up the brochure her roommate
had left.
Circled on it were discussion groups about
various subjects by various well known and really
incredibly boring educators. No doubt her roomie
would find them fascinating.
Since the closing ceremony for the
conference was scheduled for 4:00 in order to allow
many people to head home tonight, there wouldn't
even be a party tonight.
"Well at least I have a morning flight, no
rushing to the airport tonight." She said to herself
as she looked at the pile of suitcases her roommate
had lefted by the door.
Her roomie had a 6:00 flight back to New
Mexico, but insisted on attending as many discussion
groups and lectures as possible. According to her
plan, she would attend the final comments and then
race like the devil to the airport to catch her flight.
"Well I wish her luck." Doreen thought.
"Because if she misses her flight she'd be stuck her
until tomorrow and I'll have to put up with her
again."
Looking at the clock, Doreen remembered
that she told Tim she'd call him about this time to
confirm what time her flight would get in. That way
she could be sure he'd be there to meet her.
As she reached for the phone she realized
that was a really silly thought. Of course he'd be
there to meet her. And if she knew Timmy, he'd
take her straight to his apartment for a little between
the sheets action. After all, he'd been without for
five whole days. Unless of course he'd found
someone else to keep his toes warm. The image of
Bobby Jo (Boom Boom) Kolwowski, the waitress at
the sports bar Tim spent so much time at suddenly
came to mind.
For the next half hour she sat on the
receiving end of a busy signal. Finally she called the
operator and asked her to interrupt, only to be told
the phone was off the hook.
"He knew I'd be calling this morning, where
could he be?" She asked herself as she hung up the
phone.
No sooner had she replaced the receiver
back on the phone than it abruptly rang. Quickly
grabbing it she brought it up to her face.
"Tim?" She asked, hoping that he had
realized that the phone had been off the hook and
was now calling her.
"Who?" The feminine voice from the
received asked. "Oh no, sugarpie, it's Evelyn."
"Oh God!" Doreen thought. Just the sound
of her voice sent a tingle between her legs.
"Yes...." Doreen answered hesitantly.
"I'm going to be finished with the last panel
about two and I was wondering if you'd like to get
together for a late lunch? That is if you haven't
already made any other plans?"
"Well, I haven't really." Doreen answered,
now aware that the tingling had spread to her
nipples. She hesitated for a few moments then asked
"Just lunch?"
"Well, I'll leave that up to you, darling."
Evelyn laughed softly.
Doreen stared at her reflection in the mirror
across the room. She had already decided that the
best thing to do about last night was simply forget it
ever happened. She couldn't, she mustn't do
anything to change that.
"Could you hold on a minute?" She asked.
"Certainly."
Lowering the phone, Doreen repeated to
herself that she had made the right decision. After
all, tomorrow she would be back on her way to her
real life. Back to Tim and respectability. Of course
there would be some perfectly good explanation as
to why he had missed her call. It was only her
imagination, her guilty imagination, that put him in
the bed of a bimbo.
"Just say sorry, I can't make it." Doreen said
to herself. "She'll understand. And who knows, if
she really wants company, I'm sure she'd have no
trouble finding it."
Returning the receiver to her mouth, Doreen
opened her mouth to say just that. But instead it
came out.
"I'd love to."
"Wonderful!" Evelyn exclaimed. "I'll see you
about 2:30 then."
"Fine, I'll be ready." Doreen heard herself
say before the phone went click.
For a long minute she stood there, staring
hard at the phone in her hand. How had no turned
into yes? What was she thinking? Confused he hung
up the phone.
Just then the phone rang again. Hesitantly
she picked it up and said hello.
"Hi peaches." Said the deep masculine voice
on the other end. "I'm glad I caught you."
"Timmy?" She asked.
For the next few minutes she listened as her
boyfriend explained that he had knocked over his
phone when he came in last night after a few too
many beers. Figuring that she must've been trying to
call and got a busy signal, he'd called her instead.
"So how's the conference been?" He asked.
"Very educational." She replied, thinking
that was definitely the truth.
"Well I can't wait for you to get home." He
said. "It's been a long and lonely week."
"Don't worry, I'll be home soon." She said
and gave him all the flight information.
"Great," He replied. "Well I'm going to have
to run, babe. I'm playing ball with the guys down at
the bar this afternoon."
"All right, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon
then."
Replacing the phone for a second time, she
realized that the tingling between her legs had now
given way to a soft wetness. But was it from Evelyn
or Timmy? Should she call Evelyn back and cancel?
Doreen picked up the phone and asked that
Evelyn be paged.
A few minutes later, Evelyn came to the
phone.
"Did you forget something?" She asked.
"Err....actually...yes I did..." Doreen
stammered.
Silence on the other end indicated Evelyn
was waiting for more of a response.
"I just wanted to say....." Doreen began,
stopping to take a long deep breath.
"I just wanted to say that I wish that you'd
call me Dee Dee. All my friends do."
"Of course, Dee Dee, If it makes you
happy." Evelyn beamed, her smile almost visible
over the phone. "But I've got to get back. I'll see
you later. I'm looking forward to it."
"So am I." Dee Dee said as she too broke
into a wide grin.
Turning to look at herself once more in the
mirror, she said out loud to her reflection.
"I guess just once more can't really hurt.
After all, this conference is supposed to be
educational."
Then her thoughts turned to what she could
wear, wondering if she had time to stop at that really
cute lingerie boutique she saw over on 4th street.
END
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