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Awakenings
Part Five
by Ann Douglas
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“Omigod.....” Kathryn gasped breathlessly as she
felt another rising crest wash through her body.
Her body covered with sweat, she couldn’t believe
the estacy her quaking form had experienced over the last
quarter hour. Never in her life had she imagined that
another person could make her feel this good.
When she had first stepped into Yolanda’s bedroom,
and then to her bed, she had expected the experience to be
similar to that brief moment with Sally. She couldn’t have
imagined how far beyond that it would quickly reach.
Despite her desire to try and return the brief pleasure
that Yolanda have given her downstairs, the older girl
directed her to just stretch out on the bed and relax. There
would be time enough later for her to take a more active
part.
The room was lit by the light of a dozen candles,
spread out across the room. Shadowless light that reflected
off the now nude form of the South American woman. As
she stood there, Kathryn had a few moments to fully admire
the artistry of her friend’s body. She would quickly discover
that unlike other more conventional works of art, this one
could produce more than a passing reaction.
Following her friend’s instruction, Kathryn had
climbed onto the large platform bed, her dress left on the
floor next to it. She’d took hold of the waistband of her
plain yellow panties to remove them but was interrupted.
"No, I'll do that." Yolanda said as she reached down
and stopped her.
Joining her friend on the bed, Yolanda straddled her
and began to rub her neck. As her fingers worked, she
leaned over and began to kiss her way down her back. She
started at her neck and slowly transversed the warm flesh
with both her fingers and lips, whispering quiet terms of
endearment as she went.
As she moved, her hand drifted alongside Kathryn's
breasts and traced a fine line down them with her nails.
When she reached the top edge of Kathryn's bikini briefs,
she took hold of the waistband with her teeth and pulled
them down, exposing the plump pale cheeks of Kathryn's
ass. The woman beneath her lifted herself a few inches off
the surface of the bed to allow Yolanda to draw the briefs
down and off her legs.
"You have a beautiful ass." Yolanda chuckled as
she look down at Kathryn's left cheek. On impulse she
kissed it.
A new series of kisses followed as Yolanda covered
both cheeks. Her tongue left a shiny trail that began just at
the crack between her valley and went down and across to
the hairy red mound on the other end.
Stretching out her fingers against those mounds, she
exposed Kathryn's sex and pressed her tongue deep within
it.
"Ooooo" Kathryn moaned as she again lifted herself
to give greater access.
With all the skill she'd gained over the years since
she’d discovered other girls at the age of fifteen, Yolanda
played her new lover's pussy like a musical instrument.
Each motion of her slippery tongue sent little charges
through her friend. She savored the taste that coated her
tongue, a delight she’d dreamed of since the day she had
walked into Moore and Rand and met the women now laid
out before her.
As much as she wanted this to go on forever, she
knew there were still many pleasures she wanted to share
with her friend.
She spun Kathryn over and turned her own body
around so that the red headed woman would have access to
her own cunt. She easily slid the remains of her own
underwear to the floor and once more climbed on top.
Still quivering from what she knew was just the first
of the nights joys, Kathryn stared in fascination at the sight
of her friend's naked cunt only a few inches from her mouth.
It was beautiful, she though. The scent of Yolanda's sex was
almost overpowering, and to her delight she learned with
her first lick that the taste was all she hoped it would be.
Yolanda lowered her pelvis, so that Kathryn could have
easier access to her wet cunt. She gave Kathryn free reign,
allowing her to set the pace of her actions.
Slowly at first, Kathryn licked her lover, exploring
her womanhood, savoring her taste. Then she began to
quicken the pace until she reached a rhythm that sent little
ripples throughout Yolanda's body. As they slowly built in
intensity, Yolanda knew they would eventually lead to
orgasm.
Satisfied that Kathryn was comfortable and well on
her way, Yolanda turned her attentions back to the now
saturated mound before her own mouth. Parting Kathryn's
lips, she quickly went back to work and expertly matched
Kathryn's rhythm. Their bodies were in sync as they heaved
and sweated in a building passion.
The rising waves of ecstasy filling her body told
Yolanda that Kathryn was defiantly a diamond in the raw.
What would she be like with some more practice. As she
felt herself cresting, the twenty-seven year old pressed her
cunt down against Kathryn's face, while simultaneously
driving her own tongue as deep inside Kathryn as it would
go. Their orgasm was almost simultaneous, and as
powerful as any Yolanda had experienced.
They laid there wrapped in each others embrace for
a few moments, simply enjoying the warmth of each other’s
body. Kathryn swore that she could feel the beat of
Yolanda’s heart as their bodies pressed together as the noise
of both their labored breaths filled the room.
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“Good morning, sweetheart.” Yolanda said as she
stepped into the bedroom carrying a breakfast tray filled
with various foods. “I wasn’t sure exactly what you like in
the morning, seeing as you seem to live on tea and danish in
the office, but I’m sure there’s something here that you’ll
like.”
Kathryn rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she
adjusted to the sunlight filling the room. She couldn’t
believe it was morning already. The last thing she
remembered was that she and Yolanda were making love
for the third, or was it fourth time. She remembered the
heat of their bodies as she held each other tight, their
pussies on fire as they rubbed them against each other until
they’d exploded in an exhausting orgasm. After that she
must’ve collapsed from fatigue.
“It all looks marvelous.” she said as she took a
small morsel from the tray Yolanda had set down on the
bed. “I’ve famished.”
“I’ve no doubt that you are.” Yolanda said as she
sat down on the edge of the bed and kissed Kathryn on the
cheek.
“I have to say last night was incredible.” Kathryn
said as she took a sip of tea.
“You’re not going to get any argument there from
me.” Yolanda smiled as she took a taste of her coffee.
“I do love you.” Kathryn said, repeating her
statement of the previous night.
“I know you do.” Yolanda replied as she set the
coffee cup down. “And I feel the same way about you.”
“Why do I have a feeling that there’s a ‘but’
somewhere in that statement.” Kathryn said.
Yolanda smiled.
“But....” she began. “I want you to make sure
you’re going into this with your eyes wide open.”
“I am.” was Kathryn’s simple reply.
“Not right now you’re not.” Yolanda corrected her.
“Maybe a month from now you could say that, but not this
morning. Right now you’re riding the wave of some really
great sex, and that’s fine. As long as you can recognize that
for what it is.”
“I guess you’re right.” Kathryn said as she thought
about it.
“So we just take it a step at a time,” Yolanda said as
she crawled into the bed next to Kathryn. “And if this all
turns out to be is a little lust, well I’m sure we can deal with
that too.” she added as she kissed Kathryn on the lips.
“I think I need a shower.” Kathryn abruptly said as
she became aware of her bodies reaction to the previous
night’s exertions.
“Yes you do,” Yolanda grinned. “I’ve already had
one but I’d be happy to help wash your back.”
“Just my back?” Kathryn smiled back.
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-=-= Epilogue =-=-
Kathryn didn’t make it home for lunch that Sunday
afternoon, or dinner for that matter. She showed up for
work Tuesday morning in a dress she borrowed from
Yolanda.
By the end of the week, she had told Eric that it was
over between them and he took it with what she concluded
was a sense of relief. He never confirmed her suspicions
about him and Tracy, but three months later the two of
them were married. And it was only five months later that
Tracy presented Papa Foster with his first grandchild.
Angela’s rise to the top suffered a fatal setback
when her boss suffered a heart attack one cold January
afternoon. Thankfully it wasn’t during one of their private
consultations. His replacement, a no nonsense woman
named Joan Miller quickly had the former assistant
reassigned to a position more in tune with her office skills,
or lack thereof.
It was no real surprise to most that the position of
administrative assistant that opened with that reassignment
was offered to Kathryn. She had proven time and again
what an asset she’d quickly become to the company.
What did come as a surprise was both her decision
to turn down the job and then resign from the company.
She explained in resigning that she’d been offered a
position with Southstar Enterprises. Few of her associates
had ever heard of the company, but a quick computer check
by the curious would find it described by the industry
journals as a rapidly expanding computer support company.
What few friends she still had at Moore and Ryan
wished her luck -- and happiness at least.
Kathryn assured them that she was sure she’d found
both.
END
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