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 blonde 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 blondes.
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 areoles. 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 her 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 her. It was her first real look at a woman's sex
in a good many years. Who'd have imagined when she woke up this
morning that before the day was over, the most important thing in
the world 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 she could, Rachel began to lick away as
fast as she could.
Toni could tell she had little experience licking a woman.
Her tongue was all over the place, but occasionally she would hit
the right spot. She gently took a hold of her head and began to
guide Rachel 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 powder keg 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 thighs, causing
the older woman to erupt again in a orgasmic 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 she 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 theirs 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
(c) Ann Douglas 1996
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