• Chapter 273
• Chapter 274
• Chapter 275
• Chapter 276
• Chapter 277
• Chapter 278

 

Chapter 273:

This chapter opens with Laura still in the sweet embrace of Sara. They have spent a glorious weekend of sweet deep emotional fucking. I love how you describe them resting on Sunday after fucking their flesh into sweet surrender. I really love how you describe them sleeping with their bodies all entwined together. I always want to sleep with my lover(s) body all entwined with me. I love all that body-to-body contact. With my smaller lovers I want their exhausted bodies laying on top me. I want to feel their weight. It is real interesting the dynamic you present here. They have fucked with sweet emotion and I think this has begun the healing process, but only begun the process. It will take time and many more sweet fucks to really start repairing the damage done to their relationship. With my relationship with Joann and Maria it is usually sunshine. We tend to balance each other out and keep everything happy but of course sometimes we have our difficulties. We never let the problems fester and when we make up it is filled with gentle sweet lovemaking. We fuck our flesh into complete exhaustion. We always make love with great gentleness when we are having our making up time. We use this time to draw closer together. This is done with gentle and soul twining lovemaking. Sweet fucking really does repair the damage. Once a while back, Dodie and I had a spat (my fault, I fear) and when I got her to forgive me we made such sweet intense love. Our fucking made the problem so trivial and completely forgotten.

Sara and Laura are in love and thus are willing to start working on repairing the rift that has developed in their relationship. If I were Sara I would be asking Laura to seduce Dee Dee again and let me come in on it so I could join in on some sweet incest fucking. Laura and Sara love each other though, in that way that makes one think of monogamy. Laura is feeling strong love for Sara and thinks about settling down and I think Sara is thinking the same. The problem is that Laura is still attracted to all these angels in her life and she can't resist them. I noticed that Sara wasted little time in getting Evangelina back in her life. The main angel that is causing problems is Dee Dee, Sara's sister. I can understand. I have seen a few people get really messed up when they caught a sibling fucking their wife or husband. In a way I hope that Laura can resist Dee Dee but I can't really put my heart into that hope. If Laura were to resist Dee Dee I would miss such intense heated fucking. They are warm and affectionate but they both know that the problem is still there and could erupt at any time. It will be very interesting to see how this plays out. The potential is here for some real intense confrontation and pain. I hope for the best for Laura but I fear she will not be able to resist when Dee Dee once more needs Laura's sweet embrace. It seems that Dee Dee is slowly healing and I think that a lot of it is because of Laura. With all this positive emotions flowing through Dee Dee I know she will be needing more of Laura's loving. For Laura's sake I guess I hope that Dee Dee spends some time in Ann Arbor.

I fully understand Laura putting off any major conversations with Sara or really trying to "clear the air". She wants to bask in this closeness. I think she is very wise in this. I think these sweet bonding moments will help heal a lot of the damage. I have always found that sweet fucking makes everything seem so much better and makes problems so trivial. I believe that time and their emotional binding lovemaking will repair a lot of the damage. They spend all day Sunday together spending quality time together. It is to soon to heal the deep damage but I think they have started down the road back to their former closeness. It is so real life that Laura knows that problems still exist but she is not willing to confront them. I think we all have that situation of having a problem and not really knowing how to solve it and thus putting it off. Laura is so real and human. They part with plans to meet in mid-week. The healing process will be a slow flowing event.

It is interesting for me to read of Laura's emotions for Sara. She thinks of herself like "love-struck teenager". All puppy dog eyes and fluttering at Sara's every word and action. I have never really had that kind of besotted feeling though I have seen it enough in other women and even some men. I just have too much control over my emotions. I believe that love and attraction is a much calmer and subtle thing. I do admit I sometimes wish I felt this total elation that others seem to feel. I have noticed though that they almost always crash from their heights of passion and euphoria while I only climb 2/3 of the way up the mountain and stay on safe ground and just keep going. I don't have the highs but I don't suffer the crushing lows either. Laura knows she needs to control her exuberance with the rekindling of their relationship since it is still damaged. She knows her emotions would only come across as [she knew it was impossible; it was also mawkish, sentimental, and stupid.] To take her mind off things she goes shopping and I do mean shopping. I never would have thought that Laura would find surcease in shopping. I love learning new things about Laura. It is cute reading of Laura shopping "heroically" to control her urge to contact Sara constantly and try to arrange dates. Laura knows she must let Sara come to her at her own pace.

They do meet again on Wednesday for another blissful interlude of divine fucking. I can feel for Laura. I so desire certain women that being denied them would be hard. I couldn't live I feel if I was forcefully not allowed Joann and Maria's sweet bodies. There a few other women I need to have but on a less regular basis. When they are away or to busy to fit me in their schedule I really do stew and pine for their sweet embrace. Fortunately, I love to masturbate and I have other angels to see. Plus, there are still always the pickup bars. A strain is put on their relationship when Sara has to go to Mississippi one last time to finish her father's affairs. Laura knows and I think Sara suspects that this was one of the times that she and Dee Dee fucked with such heated passion. Sara does not want any phone calls while she is in Mississippi. She doesn't ["Oh, no. Oh, no. Not that. You can drive me. No calls, okay? I don't even want to think about what might be going on in the background."] Some might think Sara is being cruel in shooting these lines at Laura and not fully forgiving her. I think I can understand where Sara is coming from. I hate to be betrayed by people I trust. Strangers and co-workers outside my department I almost expect it in a way. I don't look for it but I am not surprised when it happens. But when someone I care for betrays my trust I am very deeply hurt. I will forgive you but it will take a lot of time and major freezes from me. I admire Sara for so quickly forgiving Laura to this degree and letting her back into her life this easily. Still, Sara needs to see that things are definitely healing before she can really start to let go of her hurt. Since she is still hurting, she lashes out subtly. She doesn't cut but more like nicks Laura.

Of course Laura is hurt but hides it. It is only natural to be hurt when someone is cruel to you, even if you deserve it. To once more take her mind off things, Laura commences to shop again. Here you have the fates intervening again. This is something that I have become very attuned to over the years. Events that happen totally beyond my control that causes something to happen in my life that really affects me. Laura has gone shopping to take her mind off Sara but also to keep her mind I think from drifting to her other angels, especially in this circumstance, Dee Dee. Laura is trying to be good and focus on Sara only. The fates have decided otherwise. Laura's thread of life must intertwine with her beautiful angels. She meets of all women Kendra Fallon while shopping at Saks (which Laura is only shopping at to keep focused on Sara, since it is so expensive). I must admit my pussy spasmed a little in happy glee. Wanton fucking is on the near horizon. Yipee. I think it is neat that at first she doesn't recognize her since she is seeing her from behind. She only knows that it is a beautiful black woman and she can't help but respond to that on at least some level. A girl can only be so good.

Laura reflects on the beauty that is Kendra [she spent in the gym, hardening her terrific body into a masterpiece of polished mahogany. Laura was very attracted to black women anyway, and one who was this sleek, well-shaped, and flamboyantly dressed would have had her slavering at any time.] I love almost all women but I really admire those who work to keep their bodies finely tuned and great looking. The fates know that I work hard on my body. I have always been an athlete, fitness instructor and bodybuilder groupie. I am a total slut for them. From my viewpoint, unfortunately, Laura also remembers that Kendra is an "A number one" fan of "Mr. Penis". Have to love that phrase though. I love women who have a great body and the confidence to display it [Kendra did not spend all that energy working out only to cover up the results. She commonly wore sheath dresses without sleeves, cut very short, so that her spectacular legs and smooth, beautiful arms were very conspicuous. Her jutting breasts and the out-curved miracle of her ass were also displayed to great advantage in these dresses.] I know I have been blessed and though I try not to be ostentatious I do believe in self-advertising. I want women to look at me and be interested. I then let my personality complete the seduction but I need to get their attention first. Unfortunately, I do have to fend off the prerequisite male beast. It is amazing how persistent they can be and how some want to be the one to nail the lesbian. I do love playing with them from time to time though. I love getting them all discombobulated.

One of the things I have so loved about your stories is that you really describe your women. I am reading a story "celebrity harem" and he never really describes these women to me. I don't watch TV or many mainstream movies and thus I don't really know these women and he is not helping me. They are almost faceless mannequins to me. But on the other hand you are always describing these women and bringing them to life for me. You let me form mental pictures of their exquisite flesh. I know their body and build and what their beautiful faces look like. This is what initially draws a person in and this should be captured in the written word. Other authors need to really study this aspect of your writings. A writer needs to work on the setups to make the payoff truly deliver. [Today she wore a fairly tight-fitting light mauve sheath, a shade that spectacularly highlighted her fantastic dark mahogany hued skin, which was abundantly visible, glossy and richly textured, the kind of skin that Laura wanted to touch everywhere with her lips.] I also love how you show a woman using clothing to enhance her beauty. This is something that other authors don't even attempt to do. Shame on them.

Laura admires Kendra's lean muscular body from behind and then finally approaches her. Kendra sees her at the same time. The reader discovers that Kendra is just as happy to see Laura, as Laura is to see her ["Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes," Kendra beamed, immediately embracing her, right there in the store.] It seems time and distance has healed the old jealousies and hurt. I am always so thankful that I have discovered an author that shows how the little things like an embrace can be so arousing [The sweet, fresh odor of Kendra's body gave Laura a special thrill, and the feel of her hard, round breasts pushing into her own was almost too much to bear. She ran her fingertips lightly across the glossy burnished mahogany of Kendra's arms, feeling the tensile muscles under the smooth skin. Oh god, my pussy is going to start flooding if I don't back off, she realized.] I love smelling my lovers. Each of my women has a scent all to herself and I love each one. I always revel in the tactile and there is nothing better than feeling a woman's breasts pushing into you while still fully clothed. The sweet promise of debaucheries to come. Laura wonders if Kendra is feeling the same thing. I know she is but Laura has reasons to doubt. Kendra makes it clear she dearly loves men and their cocks. Despite this love, she never turned down a chance to fuck with Laura. I think the only thing that restrained Kendra with Laura was the entire rancor over Jane. Without Jane they would have fucked with wanton gluttony all the time.

Laura gets a little flustered thinking of her past with Kendra and tries to make small talk but Kendra knows what is on her mind [Kendra raised her eyebrows and looked at Laura both skeptically and bemusedly in the same expression, as if to say, 'We both know why you're saying that, dear. You have one thing on the brain.' But then she broke into a friendly smile.] Kendra is complimentary and we discover that Kendra is San Francisco so Jane can take her SAT tests. I noticed Kendra goes to pains to tell Laura that Jane is after cock herself now. She is trying to subtly let Laura know that Jane has moved beyond her desire for Laura now. I wonder. That fuck cat may just have a few girls of her own now and not letting mama know. I think and dearly hope that Jane will make a point of seeking Laura out again. I always loved how she fucked with complete wanton abandon. She fucks like Dawn and myself. She totally wants to experience all the pleasures her body can give her.

It is cool that Laura is reflecting while talking to Kendra about her daughter. How they fucked heatedly and repeatedly. Jane was not going to allow her mother to deny her the pleasures of the flesh. Kendra was naturally upset but she didn't stay mad long. She would forgive Laura enough to quickly get back in her bed. Kendra couldn't deny herself the pleasure of "Laura" either. But eventually, with such a jealous woman who couldn't really handle her fucking other women and then she slept with her daughter and boyfriend she moved away. It was for the best. With distance, Kendra won't feel threatened by Laura anymore. She won't see Laura's other lover's in the flesh and Marshall is out of sight of Laura. Fortunately, we discover that Jane is still seeking Laura out after the move. What Kendra doesn't know won't hurt her. Personally, I hope that Jane is fully exploring the gay side of her bi nature. She deserves to be burying her face in many a sweet pussy and having her cunt love mauled by experienced lesbians and bi women. Now with distance and time to heal, hopefully Kendra will be wise enough to rekindle her relationship with Laura. Only Laura makes her come so hard, Kendra has said it. Plus, with this distance, Laura can have her relationship with Jane and give her sweet pleasure as well as her mother.

All these reveries about her sweet past fuckings with mother and daughter are making Laura slightly glassy eyed. Kendra of course picks this up. She must think she is the sole cause. I love it that Kendra admits that she has been thinking of their past couplings. She might be addicted to cock but she can't forget her oh so sweet lesbian couplings with Laura. It is cute to read as they are trying to not act like they are picking each other up in the middle of Saks. I think Kendra is fishing when she asks where Laura is living and is she keeping the neighbors up. She wants it. Laura tells her of her new condo and invites Kendra over. Kendra is no fool and immediately accepts.

I always love reading the emotions that cross Laura's mind. She is feeling a flock of butterflies in her stomach knowing that soon her face will buried deep in Kendra's cunt and I'm also thinking "thigh" here, plus, a strong hope for strap-on sex. Lets see what happens. It is so cute Laura walking her through her condo with the tension building as they approach her master bedroom. Also, since she has meet Sara it is so interesting to read of Laura's thoughts of her betraying Sara with her trysts. I can understand her feelings in an intellectual way. She needs her angels but she is also having those monogamy kinds of feelings and they are giving her conflicted feelings. I have always needed and made clear my needs for freedom though sometimes I wonder about the few couples that do seem truly happy in their one-on-one relationships. They do seem special and powerful but they are extremely rare. Relationships I thought perfect I later discover were fatally flawed. They do seem mystical when they work but I need my freedom and I must have multiple women in my life.

Kendra's hard body enraptures Laura. Women love my muscles. I guess it is rare to find us and women love to stroke and caress my muscles. They love me to use my strength to fuck them to heaven. Kendra doesn't want to waste any time because she must pick Jane up in a couple of hours. You now give me that communication that I so adore [Laura came closer to her, lowering her eyelids, now running her fingertip up to Kendra's shiny round shoulder. "I know what I want," she whispered. "What do you want?" Kendra smirked sexily, looking down at Laura's finger. "What do you want?" "I want to lick you all over your beautiful hard body," Laura breathed.] So many other authors don't have their characters expressing sexual words during their sex. They almost seem to fuck in silence. I love talking to my women telling them how beautiful they are and how much I want them. I love telling them how I much I desire them and will take them to heaven repeatedly. I want to hear them gasp and shudder with rising desire. It sure does it to me when they talk to me of such things. Kendra in fact does the shudder as I was just talking about. She tells a truth when she mentions that men never talk to her like that. Men are too focused on their dick only. I smiled great big when Laura tells Kendra that like a man she too wants to "fuck" her. The big difference is women do so much more than fuck. We love the whole woman's body and her soul.

They banter some over Kendra removing her clothes and Laura knowing how to remove her sheath. I like Kendra's sassiness when she remarks that one hundred men want to see her undress like Laura does now. Kendra is beautiful and knows it. Now Laura starts to mention her strap-on trying to angle the lovemaking in that direction. I sure hope she is successful. You now give me one of those beautiful word pictures that I cherish so [Kendra did not answer and now pulled the loosened sheath over her head, tossing it on the bed. She wore simple white underwear, nothing fancy, but with a body like hers pure simplicity was the answer since it highlighted by contrast all the supple, hard, smooth, gleaming magnificence of her naked flesh. Her skin was not deeply, richly black like Dee Dee's, or Dawn's, nor was it even as dark as her own daughter, Jane's. But it had a dark golden brown glow and sheen that made Laura quiver inside with the urge to touch it and stroke it.] It is these word pictures that really allow the reader to get to know these women physically. Over the time I have been reading erotica stories this lack of showing these women's body has really become a glaring shortcoming to them. You make love to these women's bodies with your loving words.

Kendra will not let Laura help her out of the rest of her clothes because she wants Laura to keep up with her in clothes removal. Laura wonders if Kendra is still enthralled with her and I think this answers the question [Laura was wearing a very simple blouse and pants, and she was out of them in only seconds, glancing briefly at Kendra as she was taking them off to gauge her interest and arousal. Kendra looked paralyzed by fascination, her eyes glued to Laura's body.] I feel all warm and slutty when I see raw naked lust in my woman's eyes when my flesh becomes exposed to them. I know my cunt gets all gushy with fuck nectars when I see my woman's body becoming visible to me. You now bring in emotional angst. Laura uses ["Can we have a little kiss? For old time's sake?"] Which Sara used their last time together. This throws Laura but she rightly surmises that this is an old friend that she is reacquainting herself with and not Dee Dee. Laura has the right to see all these women as far as I am concerned. Laura is giving Sara quality time. Finally, Laura loses herself in the hard flesh of Kendra who has keep her feminine form. I eat lots of carbs and don't go for the ripped look. I just want to have some muscles and keep my muscles extremely toned.

They have now stripped and they share that wonderful first moment of coming together [As Laura kissed her slowly, and their tongues coiled together in a slow, sensual, dance of reacquaintance, she let her fingers slide up and down the silky, smooth flesh of Kendra's back, until her fingertips reached Kendra's bra clasp, which she quickly undid.] I so cherish and long for that moment when our tongues begin their dance of love. I just shiver thinking of a tongue entwining and stroking mine. I can feel the fabric of Kendra's bra as I unclasp it exposing those wonderful hard breast that genetics has blessed her with. Kendra's breasts are simply beautiful. Now you show the difference between men and women [Laura kissed her way very sensually down Kendra's exposed upper body, kissing her neck and gleaming shoulders, kissing her smooth upper chest, bringing her face down between the marvelous round balls, kissing the skin between them.] This is something that erotica authors never show either. They always go straight for their lover's breast. If one doesn't do the above you miss so much. Love that wonderful detail of using your thumb to rapidly stroke a nipple to start a fire in your lover's breast. A fire that will soon consume her.

I love to hear my lovers gasp like Kendra does here. When I start to hear sounds of pleasure I know I am doing my job. I so loving give pleasure to my women. I smiled great big when Kendra says they need to strip and get on Laura's bed because she is getting weak kneed. You now show that twining of bodies that leads to the twining of souls [They lay down facing each other on the bed and slid together in the same fluid motion in what was always a thrilling moment for Laura: the first wonderful instant when their naked flesh touched everywhere, from lips to toes, their breasts mashing together, their stomachs pressing, their mouths hungrily searching and sucking.] This is so cool. You are absolutely the only author to really show this. I believe my whole body is an erogenous zone. I get so much pleasure out of feeling a lover's body pressed close to mine. This is only heightened when we french kissing. My body just shakes and quivers when kissing with this pressing of bodies. I really love putting my hand behind my lover's head to lock our mouths together while I use the other on her lower back to mate our bellies together. I really, really love feeling my lover's belly pressed against mine. Makes my womb quiver.

It is a touching moment when Kendra begs for some more kissing when Laura starts to head for her breast. Kendra is so right that no man kisses like a woman. It is simply not in them. I so love exploring my lover's mouth and then plunging my tongue down her throat. I love to have a woman totally plunder my mouth. A huge turn on for me is having a woman latch onto my tongue with her mouth and suck like she is giving it head. Makes my cunt flood. Hot kissing always makes this happen [Laura dug her fingers into Kendra's hard, resilient flesh. Kendra's fingers bit into Laura's ass, into her back.] Since I love total body contact I love feeling those fingers pressing into my flesh. I love feeling a woman gripping me and feeling her dig in when I excite her with my tongue and my own fingers. Finally, Laura can't deny herself anymore, of Kendra's wonderful breast.

Laura does what I do when I get real excited [She filled her hands with the hard round balls and lashed Kendra's large, dark nipples with her tongue, stabbing and licking them feverishly. Kendra groaned softly as Laura took one of her nipples into her mouth and began sucking it like there was no tomorrow.] I love to love maul my lover's breasts. I love to make them writhe with pleasure. It is true when Kendra tells Laura that no man makes love to her breast like Laura does. Only women truly know how to love a woman's breasts. I don't think men even care to. I really love to do this when women have large breasts and I can bunch them together and make them swell up to do this [She filled her hands with the hard round balls and lashed Kendra's large, dark nipples with her tongue, stabbing and licking them feverishly. Kendra groaned softly as Laura took one of her nipples into her mouth and began sucking it like there was no tomorrow.] I love to vacuum nipples into my mouth and then start deep love sucking them. I really like how things progress [Kendra held Laura's head in both hands, looking down, watching Laura's mouth devour her breasts, first one, then the other, then return to the first one, slurping her nipples, sucking them inside her mouth, covering them with warm spittle so that they shined and gleamed, dark caramel-colored and wet.] I love tactile stimulation so I love it when she grabs my head when I am feasting on her breast, plus, I love things wet and love feeling spittle on my breast from my feasting lover.

That is so cool Kendra holding her own breast and pulling up slightly to offer her tit to Laura's starving mouth. I love a woman trying to increase her own pleasure. A woman should be selfish when trying to help her lover help her reach the highest reaches of pleasure. I am not sure you have showed the playful nipping of a nipple and then wiggling one's head like a doggy with a bone. I love to growl playfully when doing this. I love mirth in lovemaking. It is amazing, I describe something I like and then I read a little further and find [Without speaking, Laura sucked Kendra's aroused nipple back into her mouth, deeper this time, lashing it with her tongue inside her mouth, pinching it against the roof of her mouth, snuffling and growling and twisting in her own feverish sexual mania.] There is nothing more beautiful in the world than two women making sweet, hot, horny love. Cute banter with Kendra asking Laura to leave some for Marshall.

Laura now promises Kendra she is going come no matter what and moves south to make it happen. I love hearing my women tell me what they are going to do to me and then making it happen. Just like I do to them. One thing I have noticed about other authors is they ignore so much of their women's bodies. They just hop over whole sections of their creations bodies. They kiss and then skip straight to the breast and hop to the vagina. Just like a man. Women instead make love like this [She could not keep her mouth or her hands off any of it. The firm expanse of Kendra's rippling stomach and smooth, flat belly were a paradise of soft burnt bronze skin, glimmering and sleek in the dim afternoon light of Laura's bedroom. Laura kissed and caressed it slowly, worshipfully, with her fingertips, working her way down the silky plane until her chin was tickled by the shiny black curls of Kendra's pubic hair.] By loving the whole body you bring her so much more pleasure. I really love to kiss and press my cheek lightly on a heaving belly.

Laura marvels at Kendra's hard abs and thinks of some good ole pussy rubbing on them but she has other thoughts. She waxes rhapsodic on Kendra's thighs. She compares them to Brandi's columns of steel. Though not as harden as hers, Kendra's are still marvels of power. Laura knows that soon one will plundering her open, festering cunt. I am so happy I have learned this from you. I always used one as a masturbation instrument. It never occurred to me have a thigh be the aggressor. My cunt thanks you very, very much. It is such a beautiful change of pace. I love how Laura worships Kendra's thigh [Sliding lower, between Kendra's yawning thighs, Laura began to kiss one, running her lips up and down the hard, clenching muscle, then deviating inside, kissing the warm inner flesh, her lips coming perilously close to the open, festering slit of Kendra's soupy, glistening, black-lipped pussy, all wet and pink and shiny inside.] I so love how you love the whole body. The whole temple should be worshipped.

You now have that delicious communication that I so like. Most writers just have their creations make love in basic silence. They make the sounds of wanton abandon (to some degree at least) but the women never actually talk to each other. They never express their desires for each other or just communicate their love and excitement over each other. Your characters always express their love and desire for each other and how they want to make love. Here Laura angles for using her strap-on and Kendra instead requests [Kendra's black eyes were now going glassy, but she nodded. Again she glanced down at Laura's wet fingers sliding in and out of her beautiful gaping cunt. "I . . . don't want you to fuck me," she panted softly. "I want you to do what he can't do. Lick my pussy until I come. Only you can do that, Laura. Only you ever did that to me."] This is two women expressing their desires to each other. I have to admit I found this declaration very touching too. Why the hell isn't Marshall going down on her if she loves it so much? You show how women are always wanting to do what their lover desires. We live to please our bedmate. Also, you have Laura talking dirty which I am always a big fan of. I find most women love this though you do find the few who don't and I just switch to love cooing to them.

Also I fear here I must give a truth in advertising statement here. I really do feel that most women who use strap-ons regularly are better than maybe eighty-five to ninety percent of men. I have talked to enough straight and bi women to know that so many men are totally unimaginative in their fucking and a lot have gotten totally out shape in their adult years. We are not enraptured with our strap-ons and thus are willing to try and use them with the utmost skill we can learn. But, still there is percentage of men who are well hung and athletic. As strong as I am, a man of equal build and even smaller than me and keeps himself in shape is just much stronger than me, Damnit! They are just so much denser like Kendra says here [Even though she was half-grimacing, half-wincing from intense sexual arousal, Kendra managed a saucy grin. "Girl, even you can't fuck me that hard," she panted. "Marshall got a cock that's three feet long. You've seen it."] An athletic man, especially those with a big dick and who is willing to use it to pleasure his lover and not just himself and hopefully use his hand, mouth and imagination to pleasure other parts of a woman's body is just able to do more with his cock than I can with my strap-on. Since a cock is part of them even I can't quite match their abilities with mine and I can't match their strength either and I am very strong for a woman. One of the few things I liked about fucking a guy was the way they could really pound the hell out of me. It comes natural to them. Most women you have to coach them to be aggressive and then you have to show them how to coil and thrust with their hips to generate the power a man is just born with. Fortunately, these kinds of men rare, thank the fates, but your Rob and Marshall have always impressed me with their skill and strength.

I love how Laura inserts one finger into Kendra's wet slot and begins to run it up and down her juicy slit. That little bit of stimulation that starts a woman's womb to quivering and building that burning need in her cunt. Now Laura starts a slow finger fuck. I love starting to work a finger into a tight hot cunt. I love feeling her cunt clasping my finger as I work it in and out. I love to pull it out and just lick it clean before working it back into her cunt cream. I so love slurping my fingers clean. I especially love to do this while masturbating. I love my own taste. Now it is time to start going oral [Slowly extracting her oily, shiny finger from the clinging, glossy black lips of Kendra's excited pussy, she brushed back a few filaments of pubic hair to expose it more fully to her mouth, then, extending her tongue, ran the tip of it up one side and down the other of the inflamed cleft, not yet touching the squinchy, juicy insides, which were all slippery and shiny with flowing nectars, pink and raw and wet. Think of that lucky Marshall, getting to plunge his monster truncheon into this pretty juice pit whenever he likes, and yet never taking the time to grab a taste. Men are so boorish and ignorant.] I so love to tease a cunt before I devour it to paradise. I so love to tease like you do here and oh so gently take her cunt lips into my mouth and gently lick and work them with my lips. I am starting to get the taste of her divine cunt cream directly from its precious source. It always builds a deep hunger deep in my belly. I am total glutton for it. As her vagina gets all excited I just love to look at her wet swollen cunt and see all that tender red cunt meat just begging to be devoured. I so totally agree about men being boorish. They are all about their male ego but especially in bed. All they think about is their dick. In a way I didn't mind that when I fucked them. I could fuck them and forget them.

Laura expresses her thoughts that Kendra's pussy is lovely and I love Kendra's giggled response that Laura says that to all her angels. I think Laura finds the woman she's with to have the most beautiful pussy at the time though she is enamored with long wavy lipped vaginas. Laura is ready to feast [She spread Kendra's glossy, wet black cunt lips aside with the fingers of both hands, revealing more of the greasy, shiny, pink inner depths, and then slowly burrowed her tongue into the center of the tangy slit.] I so dearly love this moment of burrowing my tongue deep into a hot cunt. Feeling her muscles clasping my tongue and moving my face forward until her vulva is flared around my mouth. I love feeling all that heat. Having her juices just overload my taste buds with their heavenly taste. I know I just purr with pleasure when I get my first real taste of my lover from her precious well. I love how Kendra is almost stunned by how good it feels. By now Laura is slurping away, devouring all the cunt cream her greedy tongue can probe out to her starving mouth. I love spreading a hot swollen cunt and just thrusting my tongue deep and wiggling it around stroking her inner walls and then curling my tongue and stroking out hard to have it filled with divine cunt cream to swollen in gluttonous glee.

I love to have my lover get on her elbows to watch me eat her out. I love the eye contact and then working her cunt hard to overwhelm her and watch her just flop down when she is overcome by my ministrations. By now Kendra is swirling her pelvis in the love dance of fucking. I love feeling that rhythmic humping moving against my mouth. It is so cute Kendra teasing Laura about her other lovers. What makes it great is that now there is no anger or rancor. Time and distance has removed all the jealousy and competition. Love her calling Yvette "Miss Black Ameirca". She really is that beautiful. It is funny when Laura discombobulates herself when she talks of Yvette being married and Kendra is amazed at her courage. Laura gets nervous of thinking about her past rapes and the potential of future conflicts with the "man". Straight America would shit if they knew how many women and men were bi and getting some on the side.

Laura is getting more and more passionate and is now stabbing her tongue deep into Kendra's gushing cunt. It so true how Kendra's rising passion makes Laura focus more and more on her tender tasty cunt meat. As my woman gets more into a frenzy it sinks me into a frenzy also. A frenzy of consumption. The time for banter has past [Their talking lapsed, and they sank into a period of heavy panting, twisting, and gasping. Laura knew she was bringing Kendra closer by the second to a crushing explosion, and she concentrated all her efforts to heighten the thrill. Enjoying the challenge of not using her fingers, she sucked and licked and tongue-stabbed Kendra's oozing, inflamed quim passionately. With her palms spread flat and planted on Kendra's silky, dark gold thighs, as if pushing them farther apart to expose the vulnerable wet seam of her sweet pussy, Laura pushed her mouth into the slippery, warm flesh, slithering her tongue in deep, gobbling it, growing more aggressive as Kendra began to whoop and churn more uncontrollably.] I love working a woman higher and higher and knowing that soon I will be tearing her body apart with divine pleasure. I usually like to use my mouth and fingers together though sometimes I do go all oral or all digital. I love spreading a woman's thighs to open her cunt. I love spreading her thighs wide spreading her cunt open and seeing all that tender red cunt meat being exposed. I just lick my lips in anticipation. I just dive in hard with my tongue working hard. I love to make my tongue rock hard and just stab it in deep and hard until my neck starts to tire and then I move in and consume with my mouth glued hard to her opening and my tongue probing deep with strong tongue strokes and rapid flutters. When my neck strength comes back I now start another round of hard tongue fucking. I like to do this for a few rounds.

When I am in the midst of feasting I am doing it for pure pleasure but I am equally working for this ["Ungghh! Oh! Shit . . . Laura! Ohnnngggg! Yes . . . yes!" she groaned, her hips twisting and bucking as Laura cranked up the heat another notch.] I absolutely need to be bringing my lover deep physical pleasure. This is something I do but not all the time so as not fall into a rut [By now Laura had slipped her hands down from Kendra's thighs and under her taut, clenching buns, cradling them, squeezing them as she sucked Kendra's creaming pussy more and more hungrily.] This is just something that I really love to do. Pumping those cheeks and helping her to hump my mouth. I love really helping to setup a hard rhythm of humping. I also love feeling those buttocks start to tremble and clench as her orgasm approaches.

Laura is love cooing to her to "come for her". I so love to give and receive encouragement. I love how you always racket up the heat. You always show how the passion just increases and increases toward the final conflagration [By now they were bouncing and straining and churning and shaking the bed, striving, struggling, snuffling and grunting softly. Kendra had grabbed Laura's head in both hands and was forcibly pulling Laura's mouth into her pussy, shaking her pelvis, groaning almost hysterically, perhaps more physically aroused than Laura had ever seen her, careening toward her orgasm, straining to get there.] You are the only author to talk about all the straining and grunting and that getting so near to falling over the edge and just striving to fall over into exctacy. Now you have Kendra grabbing Laura's head with her strong hands and forcefully mating Laura's mouth to her now spasming cunt. I love for a woman to do this to me while she just humps my head back in her rising desperation to come. I love feeling her pelvis and cunt vibrating in my mouth, knowing that the end is near now. That soon her sweet cunt will be exploding in my mouth.

Laura keeps encouraging her between slurps and now Kendra [Suddenly Laura felt Kendra's strong, hard thighs clamp against her cheeks as Kendra's hands released her head, and then she was bucking and coming in a violent surge of wrenching ecstasy.] I love to have my head clamped like this. Sometimes I will encourage my lover to do this while slurping her. I love feeling that pressure and warmth and the softness of her thighs. I also love to have a woman place her ankles on my lower back and buttocks. I love feeling them pressing and jerking around. I have one lover that always does this. More often than not when she comes they spasm off my body but many times she just digs her feet into my lower back or butt and uses me as a platform to hump up into my mouth. Sometimes it gets a little painful when she pounds them into my back while in the throes of orgasm but the minor pain is so worth it.

Laura pushes her over the edge and you show like only you can how a woman in orgasm is the most supremely beautiful thing in the universe ["Auunnggghhh!" she cried out, a fierce scream that seemed to drain the breath from her lungs as her body leaped off the bed into the air. Laura held on desperately, though there was little way she could free her head anyway. "Ooooohmmmgghhiieeennggg!" Kendra howled again, pumping her pussy into Laura's mouth, her fingers flittering spastically around her rolling breasts, scissoring her nipples as she continued to come sharply, her body jerking as fresh spasms rolled through her, her strong thighs seizing Laura's head again and pumping furiously as she rolled and thrashed around.] Other authors of course say that this is the supreme moment on earth but only you give the details that show it. The wild screams or guttural groans of exctacy, the wild pussy thrusting striving to wring out one more gram of exctacy from your spasming cunt and exploding womb. I love to have thighs wrapped around my head and my woman thrashing and rolling around on the bed or floor. I am lapping and sucking away the whole time giving the maximum pleasure until and if she pushes my mouth away from over stimulation. Thank you for showing women scissoring their own nipples during orgasm to send arrows from your burning breasts straight to your exploding cunt.

Finally, Kendra relaxes her thighs and releases Laura. I smiled as they giggle from this supreme orgasm. Kendra knows how to compliment Laura on her great oral skills and how she can "almost" forget about Mr. Penis. Nice description of how Kendra feels like Laura's tongue is buried deep in her body causing exctacy. I think I look like this most of the time after giving my women orgasms [Laura looked at her dreamily. She was somehow feeling wonderful inside, not only sexually hungry but very warm and happy.] I want my orgasms but I really, really love giving. I love how Laura is basking once more [always enjoyed lying naked like this with Kendra, fucking with sheer exuberant flat-out athleticism and frank lust. It was like old times.] I love basking in sweet lassitude after athletic fucking. They now banter and compliment with sincere compliments and cooing ["When you put it like that," she purred, "it makes me want to do it again. You are very beautiful when you come."] The spoken word can add so much to the physical.

Kendra is now ready to reciprocate and knows exactly what Laura needs [She slid her hand down Laura's body to her groin, caressing the smooth skin of Laura's hip and thigh on the way. "I think it might be ready for a sweet ramming."] Laura with gleeful mirth gets on her back and parts her thighs for her sweet pummeling. This is how I get before a thigh fuck, fisting or good hard het fuck [Laura's eyes rolled up, and she felt the breath catch in her throat, felt a quick, thrilling flutter of her pulse. She rolled halfway onto her back, lifting her thigh to make Kendra's destination more available, then whimpered softly, uncontrollably, as she felt Kendra's fingers slide between her parted, very wet cunt lips.] My body just flutters and thrums with excitement. I love sass in my lovers, showing me their confidence in controlling the fuck [Kendra was kissing her again now, whispering against her lips. "I think you like that."] Wow, I love the detail of Laura "fluffing" Kendra's hair. I love running my fingers threw my lover's hair and massaging her scalp and temples while they make love to me. I am very tactile and love using my fingertips to feel my lover's skin and hair.

Again you are the only author to show that kissing can continue all through your lovemaking. Other authors forget it once the lovemaking starts. Kendra is stroking the fires from many directions. She is also working Laura's cunt with her fingers getting her all lubricated. She asks but she knows what Laura wants ["Let me guess. I'll bet you want the thigh."] And of course Laura nods her head in agreement. I love Kendra's confidence in the strength and purity of her thighs. They are not the equal of Brandi's mass but are pillars of strength nevertheless. Laura express her desires [Laura shook her head, looking deep into Kendra's eyes. "I want you to choose one. After that, I want you to do me as hard as you can with it. You know I like it a little rough sometimes."] I am so happy to find an author who shows women who like their sex rough from time to time. I guess women like Dawn, Tiffany and myself want it a lot. Kendra tells Laura she wants hard sex too ["You are a nasty little glutton for fucking, aren't you, Laura. Just like me. I've missed you, girl."] I think of Kendra as more athletic and vigorous in her fucking now that the rancor has been removed from her and Laura's relationship.

You show an interesting point here when you show that everyone has different aspects to their personality. I like it rough but I need nice and gentle also. Laura is now in a slightly kinky mood [There was a depraved, debauched side of her nature that came out only at special times, a part of her that wanted to be totally destroyed by fierce fucking, that wanted to flame up in coruscating spirals of white-hot fire. Even Kendra, she suspected, did not crave these self-obliterating moments, though she would not find them out of bounds. They had done this once or twice before.] Me, I don't ask for rough to often, I just let it flow to me and encourage it if my woman starts getting wild and rough. They then learn I like it and I will be receptive to it when they choose to go that way. I guess I have learned to spot women who like rough sex. Strong and confident tend to lean this way. I don't want BDSM or to be totally pummeled all the time but I want strong hard fucking with plenty of nice and gentle sprinkled in.

Laura makes her current desire completely clear ["I want you to do everything to me," Laura panted, running her fingers along Kendra's fantastic muscular back. "Fuck me . . . do everything to me . . . fuck me with your thigh . . . fuck me harder than ever."] Sometimes one does have to let your lover know you need a real rough fuck. Sometimes I just feel a pressure deep inside me that needs this kind of sex to release. Wow, what a truism. One only does this kind of sex with women you can fully trust. I never ever do rough sex the first time with a woman. I need to learn what kind of person she is and if she has mean streak in her. I have had a few women start to hurt me and I stopped our lovemaking immediately. They stop it or the lovemaking stops. Period. Kendra has been working her nipples while working her cunt and now Laura needs a little more here also ["Oh god, that feels good!" she gasped as Kendra sucked her wet nipple again deep into her mouth. "Bite it."]

You now have that delicious communication and give and take that I so love. You show how women communicate to make sure they are on the same page where men just don't give a damn and only think of their dick. Sometimes that aint' bad if you want a good hard het fuck. After they are finished just kick them out of your bed and home. Instead women talk to each other [With Laura's hardening nipple still in her mouth, Kendra grinned and waggled her head playfully. But she did not bite it. "You don't want me to do that," she finally said, letting it slip out. Laura scooped up her breast in one hand and pushed her excited nipple against Kendra's lips. "Bite it . . . just a little . . .not too hard," she panted. "And then fuck me with your thigh. Fuck me hard. Quick. Do it. Please."] Now both women know exactly what the one wants and what the other is expected of. When she still needs some encouragement to take it this rough, many women need to be encouraged to get so physical [Kendra was unconsciously touching the edge of her top teeth with the tip of her tongue, as if contemplating the depth of Laura's incredible (to her) masochism. She also seemed poised on the tip of decision, wondering whether to give in to this invitation to perversion. To spur her forward, Laura again pressed her wet, aching nipple against Kendra's parted lips. "Do it."] I like the licking the lips observation, you can usually see them weakening to your desires. I have often done this or something similar to make my women give me what I need. Once a woman tastes the power of rough sex they usually develop a craving for future highs.

My head just lulled to the side. You are the only author who is able to build something up and then actually deliver the payoff [Slowly, looking down at it, Kendra extended her tongue past her teeth, swirling it slowly around Laura's erect nipple, then parting her lips further, then pushing her mouth forward until she took Laura's nipple inside of it. She sucked it gently, her eyes drifting back up to Laura's. Then Laura could suddenly feel her teeth. A hot squirt of sexual fire shot through her loins. Oh shit, yes! she thought. She must have sagged briefly in a fit of intense anticipation because an instant later she felt Kendra's fingers biting into her flesh, grasping her body, and felt the edge of Kendra's teeth sinking into her taut areola, felt the squirt of fire in her pussy become a slashing blade of shimmering flame. Oh shit . . . I'm going to come before she even fucks me! she thought, crazily.] You show the reluctant woman giving into her growing desires of getting rough and the resulting joy in the woman who has been begging for the rough treatment. I love bending a woman to my will and showing her a new way of making love. Shucking away that passive nature that society tries to brainwash us with and taking and giving pleasure with strength and power. I can just feel my nipple burning with pleasure as those teeth gently sink in. I like to be bitten but not very hard while I have lovers I need to sink them in hard and really tug on them to give them the pleasure they crave. Again, I hesitate but I willing give my women what they need to get all the pleasure they crave. I just make sure not to get carried beyond what they need.

I love how you show the dynamic of lovemaking can change from moment to moment. First Laura thinks she is about to come and then [But in the next second she knew that wasn't true either, because in one sinuous, fluid motion Kendra brought her thigh up into Laura's crotch, and Laura nearly shuddered in a pure bright spasm of sexual thrill as she felt the hard, lean piston of this smooth, steely muscle pressing lengthwise into the gaping wet lips of her puckered cunt. From a position where they were half on their sides, facing one another, Kendra rolled Laura easily onto her back.] I love how Kendra uses her power to move Laura onto her back and quickly position her thigh for its work. Kendra starts her piston pumping and is willing to get a little uncomfortable to arch her back and now suck Laura's nipples instead of biting. She is using her intuition to ease off a little to keep Laura from coming so quickly. She is using a love rhythm instead of wild fucking with her thigh. I have so come to love this sweet friction and then hard battering thrusting. Women are just so in tune with their lovers. We think of the other and don't focus only on ourselves like men do.

I love how you show that a slow sensual fuck in the beginning can so increase the pleasure for a later explosion ["Unhhhhh . . . unnhhhhh!" Laura groaned maniacally, her body twisting and trembling under Kendra's as she felt the force of her coming orgasm somehow redouble in the distance, until she feared that when it arrived it would split her open.] I love feeling my body building with that inner pressure of an approaching orgasm. Like I always say, communication adds so much to the fuck ["You like that," she purred. "I can tell." "Oh . . . Kendra! Unhh! Oh, god I love that!"] You now capture perfectly how a sweet sensual fuck is a beautiful thing. I am not sure that any other author has showed this. They always make everything so fast and furious and almost immediately on the edge or just have it end right away in a quick orgasm with few details showing the reader how the woman got there.

This is how sensual fucking fills the body with a burning fire that the wild finish will unleash in a fiery explosion of pussy searing and womb rupturing pleasure [Laura gyrated her hips slowly, pushing her throbbing cunt up into Kendra's hard, smooth thigh muscle, now slippery and wet with Laura's warm cunt fluids. Again for a couple of minutes they were silent, except for the harsh, irregular chuff of their panting, as they settled into a slow, patient fuck-rhythm. Laura was sunk in a sweet delirium of sexual pleasure, wondering somewhere distantly in her mind why she was not pumping and gasping and careening quickly toward a conflagration of coming. Instead, she was rocking gently up and down, pushing her flaming slit up into Kendra's slow, skillful thrusts, feeling the sweet pressure build inside her body, watching Kendra's hungry mouth on her nipple, feeling her breast swell and throb.] I so love feeling my body being slavered with love juice when it is being tribbed against. Plus, you so perfectly capture the feeling of just laying there on the receiving end of a sensual fuck. I so love feeling that thigh working up and down my cunt. Feeling it slick up with my juices and feeling my cunt lips working all around that thigh, pushing and pulling, as it works up and down. I just feel so wide open and vulnerable. My cunt just throbs on that thigh as it slides up and down my slit.

Finally Kendra senses it is time to finish Laura off. The sensual high can't go any higher ["Unghh! Yes!" she grunted softly, as Kendra's mouth released her breast, Kendra's body straightened and tensed over her, and she could feel Kendra's hard, smooth thigh plowing more vigorously into the flooding, aching wound of her vulnerable pussy. "Ungghh! Yes! Oh . . . Kendra . . . ungghh!"] I love seeing and feeling this changing dynamic. My woman is about to finish me off. It is cool how you show that despite being in great shape fucking can really tire you out [Even though she was in marvelous physical condition, the effort of fucking Laura this way was making Kendra pant heavily too. Digging one knee into the mattress for support, she now held Laura's hips in her strong hands and began to give Laura what Laura had begged for, crunching her muscular thigh into the soupy mess of Laura's crotch mercilessly, making Laura whimper and squeal as the hard, clenching muscle almost seemed to penetrate her flaming cunt, nestling in the wet groove, pulverizing her pulsating clit with each ferocious thrust.] Again, you are the only author that really gives the details necessary for the reader to really put themselves in the sex. Other authors just give the barest details in my opinion and I have read just about everything I can find out on the web. After discovering your work I just wonder about it. I was really starting to lose interest in the stories because of this lack of "depth". Plus, authors just describe the act in such a clinical way. By you using words like "crunching, mercilessly, flaming, pulverizing, etc." adds connotations to the actual sex. These words evoke emotional responses in the reader that so adds to the sex.

Kendra starts panting to Laura "that she is going to come" and delivers the coup de gras [Kendra fell forward, releasing Laura's hips and now clutching her back and shoulders, embracing her, mashing her own breasts into Laura's as she brought her thigh up into Laura's pussy with one, two, three final crunching thrusts.] Using that extra little bit of force to really finish your lover off. If the position allows I love to press my body to my lover when she is coming. Feeling her slicked flesh buck and jackknife and feeling the sounds of exctacy flowing out of her body. I never tire of how you so clearly make it evident that there are different classes of orgasms. You also give the details that really show why orgasms are the supreme blissful event in our lives [And she was right, but the orgasm hit Laura so hard that the breath completely left her body, and she could not even cry out. It was a shattering climax, the kind that ripped through you, hot, clenching, fierce, a leeching of your nerves into nearly unbearable spasms of sweet, crushing pleasure that left all the muscles of Laura's body quivering uncontrollably, as if she were in the depths of a sexual seizure that had to run its course before she would even be able to breathe again.] Normally I'm a screamer and a thrasher but I do get hit by orgasms like this that just hit me in my diaphragm and leave me gasping and cawing deep in my throat as my body twitches and undulates in searing waves of burning bliss.

Love the detail of Laura's mind coming back to earth and [Stunned by the force of it, she drifted back to consciousness seconds later hearing her own low, tortured moans, feeling Kendra still crouched over her, feeling Kendra's fingers biting into her bare back, and still feeling the large, silken pillar of Kendra's thigh muscle embedded in the splayed, greasy furrow of her tingling cunt.] I know that whiting out and slowly have my senses register my surroundings and beginning to feel again all those erotic stimulations. This alone often produces pleasant deep aftershocks in my womb that radiate sweet warm rapturous pleasure through my veins. Kendra now slowly peels her body off Laura but at first keeps her thigh in Laura's love plundered cunt. Kendra loves the closeness of their bodies and Laura holds her close to imprint this in her memory [Laura pulled her down and kissed her, keeping Kendra on top of her and wiggling her groin so that her wet pussy slid again up and down the slippery skin of Kendra's magnificent thigh. This made her eyes go all glassy and her breath quicken again in memory of the incinerating orgasm she had just experienced moments earlier.] I really love this post coital time of sweet kissing and rubbing of flesh. It just adds so much to sex. This is just such a sweet time of love cooing and stroking.

Laura starts to tease Kendra about coming over every Saturday and Kendra is sending out signals that she is ready to resume their relationship. No Mr. Penis can fuck her like Laura has over the last couple hours. They joke about Yvette smelling their sexy musk and Kendra tells Laura that Marshall is talking of marriage. This talk of marriage makes Laura think of maybe someday trying to establish such a relationship with Sara. I feel for Laura here. She desires what a truly happy monogamy relationship can bring but she knows she can't give up her other angels. I can understand the emotional quandary Laura is in. She is almost pulling herself in totally different directions.

When Laura mentions to Kendra that she wouldn't be able to see her anymore I love Kendra's response [Kendra tilted her head sarcastically and again raised one eyebrow. "Says who? Anyway, I haven't seen you in a year. I think I can squeeze that in," she winked.] This is how I feel. If they were not sleeping with me it would be someone else. Often I am providing that little spark they need to continue their marriage commitments. I don't want anything emotional from them. I am just giving them a little "strange" on the side. I have to admit I do get nervous when I see Laura thinking about "giving this up." NO!!!!! I really want what is best for Laura but I do have to admit I'm selfish when it comes to Laura and her exploits with these wonderful black angels.

Cute moment when Kendra asks to take a shower to remove the smell of sex so Jane won't smell Laura on her. I, like Laura, am very titillated by that thought. I hope Jane does make an appearance soon. Hopefully, Kendra will slip and let Jane know where she lives. I think Laura is way too sexual like me to ever be able to give up her angels [Nevertheless, the mere thought of Jane smelling Laura on her mother's body was enough to start innumerable fantasies about Jane circulating in Laura's brain.] Yes, distance is best with Kendra. The mere mention of Jane is bringing out her protective, jealous mode. Laura being my girl offers to join Kendra in the shower but Kendra must rush to pickup Jane. Rats!!! Kendra makes a very true remark as she leaving Laura's condo [They kissed at the door. "I get to work on my kisser when I'm around you," Kendra murmured dreamily against her lips. "You're a pretty good one, and I get more practice with you than with any man."] Women are such complete lovers.

Laura is again in a little bit of a quandary when Kendra is leaving. She knows she wants Kendra but is not sure how to express it. She wants Kendra but needs Sara. Now Laura has to worry about one of her angels appearing while Sara is over. Thus instead of saying "Any time, darling . . . just call first" she says "I'd like to practice with you more". These slightly more ambiguous words give Laura a little more wiggle room to avoid potential scheduling conflicts so to speak. I really don't see how Laura could ever give up what angels like Kendra can give her [her pussy still throbbing happily from the memory of Kendra's incredible sleek thigh.]

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Chapter 274:

I guess I must first say I am a happy giddy lesbian right now. When I saw that Shaniqua was on the phone my pussy did a little happy twitch. I so love it when a new woman comes into Laura's life. I like the women Laura has in her life that have become regular lovers. But I so love to read of new women coming into her life. New women to be seduced into her bed and sometimes the other way around (Mavis, Jane). Plus, seeing just how wonderfully beautiful Shaniqua is made my belly spasm deep inside where it feels so wonderfully tingling and warm. I know that Laura's heart must have given such happy little skips. Another thing I like is how Shaniqua calls so soon after Laura is basking in her reunion with Kendra. I know her body must still be feeling that wonderful relaxed satiated feeling of great fucking. What I like about your women is how they are so ready for more great fucking. It almost never matters if I have just been fucked to heaven the night before, I am ready for sex the next day. I would immediately be feeling that hunger returning. That hunger for pussy and my next woman screaming while she humps my mouth or while I'm plunging my cock deep into her body or her thrashing and shrieking in my loving embrace.

I think you so perfectly capture how I feel with new women or talking to a long lost love [This voice, though not Sara's, sent a completely different electrical charge through Laura. She sat down next to the phone, smiling. That darling girl . . . the one with the bangs, and the lean, fetching body.] Plus, you are already starting to refresh the reader about Shaniqua's look which other author's for some reason never do. Other authors will tell me her hair color but never a fact like she has bangs. You now have your women just talk and get reacquainted with each other. I love it when you have your characters just talk to each other in that everyday kind of way. It is this kind of conversation that leads to friendships and so much more than just one nightstand kind of relationship. Shaniqua has gotten some air travel tickets unexpectedly and wants to come to San Francisco tomorrow. Poor Laura is in a little bit of a quandary. She knows that she is still in repair mode with her relationship with Sara and Laura is not sure what to do. She knows she can't risk further damage to her relationship with Sara but she knows she must spend

time with this angel from Dallas.

Laura does what I would probably have to do in this situation. She tells some little fibs. She toys with the idea of setting Shaniqua up at a hotel but she decides that she just can't do this. She must spend time with her new angel from Dallas. She tells Shaniqua that she might have to leave on a business trip on Tuesday, picking this day since this is the day Sara is due back. She will have to move Shaniqua to a hotel or some such if she must. She can't risk further upsetting Sara. I think that is such a cute thing that Laura has no idea where "Cleveland" came from. It is strange how things do seem to pop out of your mouth at the strangest times sometimes. Fortunately for Laura, Shaniqua seems only to be in town long enough to get the lay of the land and plans to leave around Wednesday. Shaniqua is just happy that Laura seems willing to let her stay with her. I love the fact that Shaniqua is so bright in her reactions. She seems already to be a person who brings light and laughter into a person's life. Hopefully she will also bring absolutely divine fucking also. Hehehe. I so love Laura bringing new women into the mystically wonderful world of lesbianism.

I really like Laura's nervous angst here. She knows that Shaniqua kind of invited herself but not in an overbearing way. She just wants to come to San Francisco in a bad way. Maybe to start a new life. Hopefully without that cad of a boyfriend. Poor Laura beats herself up a little about Sara and her feelings of guilt over even thinking about Shaniqua in anything beyond friendship. I think it is cool that Laura is able to overcome her guilt because of her absolute faith in the fact that Shaniqua is straight. I can fully understand her thinking. I think most women have a lesbian in them waiting to get out it is just most will never have the joy of discovering this. Shaniqua is giving off absolutely no vibes to set off the gaydar. But like Laura, I would always be looking and dreaming of what could be. One needs to put yourself in position to let things happen if they are fated to be. Laura lets good sense rule [Before she quite knew she had committed herself, she heard the words coming out of her mouth. "Okay, I think that would be great." God, what am I saying! "I mean, if I have to leave by Tuesday, you might have to find a hotel room for one night."] I like the humor of the words just coming out and how she is already giving herself wiggle room about maybe not having to leave on Tuesday. One should

always leave yourself wiggle room. Of course Shaniqua is absolutely flooded with joy and they make plans for Laura to pick her up the next day. For me this is time to rest my pussy for some hoped for dynamite fucking the next day.

Now you give one of those twists that only you give. Now Sara calls right after Shaniqua signs off. Thank goodness Sara didn't call earlier and get a busy signal. With her wounded feelings that could have been dangerous. Laura suffers some with having these fantasies of Shaniqua. Laura is wise to realize that these are only fantasies and she has the right to have them. That is the reason I so adore Joann and Maria for we all believe in open relationships. Laura tries to keep her emotions in check and keep everything upbeat with Sara [Still, Laura had to make a real effort to have her voice sound calm and even. "I thought you said no calls," she said softly to Sara.] I think I can understand Sara's sentiment here ["I know," Sara said, sounding tired. "I missed you. I hate you, Laura. I never felt this way about anybody before. I'm not asking if you're alone . . . what you're doing. I don't want to know what's going on. I just wanted to hear the sound of your voice."] She "hates" Laura for loving her so and not being able to keep away. Laura has hurt her but the love they share is just too strong to ignore thank goodness. I have seen

this dynamic with several couples. It is a shame when one takes advantage of it. Fortunately, this is two honest caring women trying to reconnect when both have made errors. For I have not forgotten Sara quickly bringing Evangelina into her arms. Sure wish I could have been there. I know they fucked each other's brains out. Evangelina must have been hungering for Sara's lovely body. Sara throws out the barb about not wanting to know exactly what Laura is doing but then shows her love by confessing she just needs to hear Laura's sweet voice.

Of course this hurts Laura and shoots back "I love you too". She then tells yet another fib by saying she is relaxing soaking her feet and drinking wine. Geez. To cover herself she decides to do this as soon as she hangs up. This allows her to keep an even voice while talking to Sara. I have told many a woman ["I want your body," she whispered into the receiver.] She longs for Sara's voluptuous body. Poor Sara is exhausting herself settling her father's estate. Laura whispers sexy promises of sex and Sara is able to revive her body a little thinking of what these two angels are capable of with each other. I know Sara really does wish Laura were with her. The pain is slowly fading between them though much healing is still needed. It is cute how they love coo to each other for a few more minutes before hanging up. Laura is glowing with Sara breaking her vow of silence and gets some wine and gets in the Jacuzzi to fulfill her words to Sara. I like the fact that she masturbates while thinking about Sara. I do that all time. I love thinking about my angels while I frig myself to cunt searing soul shattering orgasms. I really know how to bring myself divine orgasms which I so dearly love doing. I love making myself come and then licking my fingers clean.

Shaniqua arrives the next day and Laura's spirits are immediately lifted once she is in her presence. Being around women I like always makes me feel better. Now that Shaniqua has arrived Laura will be able to stop beating herself up over Sara. Fortunately with Shaniqua now with her she can put this senseless, from my perspective, guilt behind her. Also, she is remembering just how pretty Shaniqua is. Maybe purposefully, Laura had forgotten that Shaniqua is a true beauty and not just average looking. With me, almost each time I meet a woman I find her to be more and more pretty. When Shaniqua gets off the airplane three men are fawning all over her. It is amazing how men can be so crude and willing to embarrass themselves. They don't seem too be able to show subtly. Of course Shaniqua is soaking it up and encouraging them. All this does is reinforce Laura's view that Shaniqua's picture should be in the dictionary under heterosexual. Other authors might tell us this but you are the only author that shows us why everyone is fawning over her [She was wearing a short blue leather skirt that showed off her long, long black legs. Nobody, including Laura could keep her eyes off them. Shaniqua's dark hair fell in a swishing flag around her shoulders, and her enchanting bangs seemed to have the same effect on everyone that they clearly had on Laura. Her white, even teeth, flashing dark eyes, and easy smile had the three men and Laura almost panting as they devoured her with their eyes.] I so love how you give us these visual pictures of these women that makes the reader lust and long to make love to them.

They get into Laura's car for the drive to her place and Laura realizes that Shaniqua's beauty is going to be a constant torment. I also like the fact that Shaniqua seems to be very intelligent. I find this alone to be a huge turn on. I really like this next part because you are the only writer to talk about the scent of a woman [Shaniqua also smelled good. Laura could not tell whether it was a faint wisp of some classy perfume or just the natural odor of her body, but there was an ethereal scent emanating from her that stirred the fires in Laura's pussy. Maybe this is what those guys were smelling too, without even knowing it, probably.] I just love the smell of a woman. They are so sexy and haunting. Other authors may mention the smell of sex in the bedroom but this is something so much more subtler and I am thankful to find an author who writes about it. This essence is sexy of course but it is so much more in a way. This is in a way is the essence of a woman. I have seen shows show how our body just emanates waves of pheromones and body particles and it is this that gives us our unique scent. I just find it so cool.

Of course you add a little humor and a monkey wrench of sorts when Shaniqua starts to talk about aliens and X-files kind of stuff. I believe in life on other planets and Star Trek kind of stuff but not that aliens visited us and our genetics come from them and especially not that someone has this inner knowledge that I should be following. In Laura's place I would be squirming right about now. I would be polite but trying not to roll my eyes. One should never denigrate another's views. Thank goodness Shaniqua replies she is not part of a group yet. Hopefully Laura can put sense in Shaniqua's head if she is having any thoughts along this road. I have had a few cultists try and recruit me and I just toyed with them punching holes in their theories for I am very sure of myself. Those creeps prey on the weak of mind and spirit. I detest them. Geez, I see that Shaniqua is toying with the idea. I like how you bring up that cults require you to sacrifice all to them and remove yourself from society and go to their "compound" so they can fully control you. I hate them. Like your humor about the cultist having a lot of money living in Palm Springs and Laura knowing who really has the wealth. I kind of know but don't really care. All I know is I don't have it but a middle class life is what I'm happy with anyways.

I had to smile a little when Laura reflects that she and Shaniqua are having a little disconnect with Laura daydreaming of getting in Shaniqua's knickers and Shaniqua talking about space aliens. That would be humorous in real life. I know I would be fighting just staring at Shaniqua if she was really going off with this stuff. I like how you show Laura showing Shaniqua around San Francisco. I like seeing Laura just living her life. You continue to paint Shaniqua in glowing terms with her ebullient and vibrant ways. It seems Shaniqua has picked up on Laura's vibes and is no longer talking X-files. It seems they have drank a little too much wine and Shaniqua is a little tipsy. She stumbles a little getting into Laura's condo but can notice the beauty of Laura's location [As usual, the tendrils of fog were curling among the treetops, the strange, fog-filtered yellow cones of light made by the streetlamps cast an eerie glow over everything, and it did look a little like some otherwordly refuge.] It is funny, I have been dissing Shaniqua's aliens but I love Laura's condo because its surroundings always make me think of Rivendale of Middle Earth. I guess it gets back to as long as it is not my ox getting gored I'm happy.

It is interesting seeing how Shaniqua has no idea what Laura means when she says, "you aren't in Kansas" anymore and Shaniqua says I from Dallas. I have had that happen when I was talking to a woman about Tom Sawyer and she just looked at me. I said "You know Mark Twain" and she just continued to look at me. I have been floored when women haven't known whom we fought in World War II or who the current President is. It really throws me. They both wisely decide to just ignore these false starts though Laura is a little perplexed and frustrated. I get like that also but I just go with the flow. I agree with Laura that it does make one frustrated when you are thinking about fucking her and you can't even really get a nice flowing conversation going. Usually after a while you can find common ground. I love how you describe the color of Shaniqua's sweater as she removes it to show off her arms [Shaniqua was very well-formed. Like her legs, her arms were long and thin but also shapely, very dark, the edges of her shoulders gleaming where the cloth of her blouse left them exposed. Laura wanted to take one smooth black arm in both hands, lift it, and run her lips all along it, from the gleaming black shoulder to the long tapering fingers.] I always love how you describe every facet of your women. I so love to look at a woman's arms and legs and the way the flow and how they match to her body. I love to do what Laura wants to do. Kiss a woman's arms or legs form bottom to top. To kiss and lick every square inch of flesh with little love nips. Looking for those spots that make her hitch her breath. Those I remember and go back too. I love finding all my woman's erogenous zones and using them to take her to heaven.

Shaniqua catches Laura staring at her lovely arms and asks her about it and Laura is truthful [Laura shrugged. "Beautiful arm. Your skin is so smooth and dark. I was just . . . admiring it."] Laura's views of Shaniqua's heterosexuality is reinforced when all Shaniqua is worrying about is if her skin is splotching. This is one of those times Laura's lust is under control because of her love for Sara. She is using this affection to keep herself from dying for Shaniqua. Fortunately, I don't have to worry about that. I'm thinking about seducing her and then sharing her with my two loves and maybe others. What I love is though Laura is under control now I know soon Shaniqua will be screaming in exctacy in Laura's loving arms like she would be in mine. It is getting towards bedtime and Laura shows her the spare bedroom which is still basic but Shaniqua is happy [Shaniqua gave her a bright, pearly-toothed smile, plopping her suitcase down on the bed. "Cheaper than a hotel room, right?"] I love these little lines that make your women so bright and alive, telling us of her lovely smile. Makes me want to kiss her deeply and stroking her mouth with my long tongue.

Shaniqua is ready for bed and is ready to get into her jammies and go to bed. That changes when Laura mentions she has a Jacuzzi and she is free to use it. Laura is proud of herself. Her love for Sara is still keeping her easy and free of naked lust. She even offers to give Shaniqua another glass of wine without ulterior motives though she is keeping her options open if the fates intervene [She prided herself in how offhand and relaxed she was going about all this. She does, or she doesn't. It won't really matter to me. Though she is pretty goddamned hot, Laura thought. I could eat her alive.] Always be ready for pussy is my motto. Shaniqua would be bumming me with her talk of "peekies". She is really showing her het leanings. She doesn't want Laura to even glimpse any part of her body. That is pretty clear sign I do believe. This is helping Laura to be strong and resist any desires she may otherwise be feeling. Shaniqua does show a little crack I think when she says to come and check on her if she doesn't surface in half an hour. Not call out to her but come and check. That would make my ears perch up a little. I am always looking for any sign to try and seduce a woman. I love the banter here [Oh goody, Laura thought. Could she really mean it? Somebody who's afraid of 'peekies'? "I'll send for the paramedics." "You better not!" Shaniqua giggled. "Just come down the hall and holler in the door to see if I'm still alive."] Your women always seem so alive and vital. Full of mirth and enjoyment of life.

Shaniqua gets in the Jacuzzi and Laura pleasantly listens to the jets and fantasies about Shaniqua. She tries to call up Sara's body in her mind but Shaniqua is just too close and present. Instead Laura sees [But it was easy to imagine. She's lying back, Laura thought, and the water is running over her thighs, bubbling and frothing, and only once in a while can you see the darker triangle of her hair patch between her legs. Not thick, meaty thighs like Sara's, or hard, swelling thighs like Kendra's, but tapering columns of black flesh, beautiful too in their thinner way. My eyes drift up to her wet breasts, exquisite little balls. Thick black nipples, dewy with moisture. Laura frowned, in the midst of her reverie. She had no idea what Shaniqua's body looked like, except for her long, shapely arms and legs. I'm just making this all up, she realized. And I never will know, either, because she seems quite oblivious to my interest in knowing.] I spend a lot of time fantasying like this. If I have never seen her naked I supply what I desire to see and just smile away thinking of what I hope to be. I always love it when Laura convinces herself it won't happen. That it remains a fantasy only. It makes the eventual seduction so much more electrifying.

Laura starts to wonder and gets a little worried when Shaniqua goes ten minutes beyond her come check on me time. Laura goes to check and is greeted by [Shaniqua peeped around the corner of the bathroom door, wrapped in a large fluffy white bath towel. She was so gorgeous and alluring at this moment that Laura nearly lost it. Water beads still glimmered on her round, bare, black shoulders. She smiled innocently.] I know my pussy would have spasmed at this sight. I love seeing any part of a woman's body. I love seeing water on a woman's body, especially when she is sweat slicked and beading on her shallow points. It is so beautiful. I love how Laura is tormenting herself with her budding lust and knowing to herself that nothing will happen. Shaniqua finally appears in Laura's living room [After a few more minutes, Shaniqua appeared wearing a simple cotton flannel nightgown that was pink with small roses all over it and covered her from throat to ankle. Even though most of her flesh was concealed, she looked so fresh and bright and sweet and sexy that Laura could feel her own pussy fluttering wildly as she watched the girl sit down on the sofa.] It is amazing how full clothing can be so damn sexy. I would love to see this nightgown. Those pink roses must be a killer.

Laura being the good host sets up an itinerary for Shaniqua the next day, which is Monday. It is now that Shaniqua reveals something she discovered in the Jacuzzi

[She got up from the table, went back down the hall, then quickly returned. She dropped on the table a small, silvery ring with a bead at each end, where it would meet in a circle if it did. It was Sara's pussy ring. Laura, who was resigned by now to nothing happening between her and Shaniqua, had been very good so far at not blushing in the face of one-way innuendoes, but this moment was different. She felt her whole face suffused by a hot, red bloom of blood.] I love how you have the fates stepping in. I know that Laura didn't know that Sara had left her clit ring in the Jacuzzi. Laura had no time to plan of leaving it there to plant a seed with Shaniqua.. The fates are planting the seed. Sex has not entered the picture as of yet. Especially when Laura confesses truthfully that it belongs to a friend. Shaniqua now knows a woman spends time in Laura's Jacuzzi and feels comfortable enough to leave her clit ring behind. I think Shaniqua has already put two and two together and tries to make sure [Shaniqua smiled. "Good idea." She watched Laura pick up the ring, pulling her own shapely black hand back. "You . . .must be really close to her. I mean, for her to leave it here and everything." Laura nodded noncommittally. "We are. I think she left it by accident, though." "I . . ."

Shaniqua seemed briefly at a loss for words. "I guess you should know that it doesn't bother me."] Shaniqua may be a het but she is an open-minded person and thus she is totally cool.

Shaniqua decides to go to bed and Laura goes to bed also and is finally able to call up images of Sara. With this beautiful woman in the house I would be in serious need of masturbation. I would be calling up images like this to get my motor revving [It was a short leap of the imagination from seeing the ring to seeing Sara's beautiful black pussy, with its plump outer lips and shiny wet pink interior, the tiny, miniature bullet of her clit sheltering under the little v-shaped dark tent at the top, which itself was pierced by the silvery ring only a little higher up.] This is what I love imaging. Now Laura has Sara slowly lower this flower of paradise down onto her starving mouth while she watches it coming closer while lying on her back. I would gentle grab her hips and use enough force to let her know to let me guide her hot steamy cunt down onto my upthrusting head to bury my tongue deep into that hot cunt. Tongue fucking her hard and then moving her down to form a nice tight fit and feeling that cunt flare around my mouth flailing my tongue for all its worth inside her before I set up that humping motion and then just going with the flow with what will happen. So much hot pussy juice all over my face and sliding down my greedy throat. Laura in her feverish half dream state kicks off her blankets and sheets and is lightly stroking her thighs seeing Sara's beautiful splayed breasts and calling to her in her dream. Me I would have jacked up my nightie up above my hips and would be pounding three fingers hard into my now sopping wet cunt while getting my left hand all lubricated with my juices and circling my clit with increasing spread and pressure. I know I would plant my feet hard on the mattress and press up until only the balls of my feet and my shoulderblades would only be on the bed and pumping hard until my orgasm hits me like a thunderbolt from Zeus. I love arching myself like this because it tightens all the muscles in my torso and belly. Of geez, my head is lolling just feeling what a powerful orgasm that would be with my cunt humping up with desperate spasms as I continue to pump and rub with half strangled screams and whimpers trying not to waken Shaniqua. Pumping as the waves gradually recede until my body lowers onto the bed and just gently rubbing and squeezing as aftershocks rack me and make my body quiver and shake with mewls of pure pleasure and then I would suck my fingers clean. Yes, I love to masturbate a lot.

While Laura doesn't masturbate something equally wonderful happens. Shaniqua who can't sleep has knocked on her door and not gotten a response and has entered Laura's bedroom. She awakens Laura after seeing Laura obviously having a sex dream. A straight woman who wants nothing to do with lesbianism would have fled. Instead she wakens Laura. I love how you use all the senses in your story [Her eyes were big, shiny round saucers in the dark. Again Laura could smell her fresh, healthy odor and felt enormously stimulated by it, as if she were transferring the sexual arousal that was a residue of her interrupted reverie to Shaniqua. Shaniqua sat tentatively on the edge of the mattress.] I so love smelling a woman; especially one after a shower and her natural scent is so strong with maybe a hint of shampoo or body lotion. Shaniqua evidently is the nervous type and asks to turn on the TV, which Laura is easy with. Then something that would have me mentally pumping my fist yes and giving thanks to the fates [Again Shaniqua paused, but she did not move. "On the other hand, maybe if I just laid down here with you for a few minutes, it would calm my nerves. You know, I'm usually not like this, not at all. Spooked by the dark and everything. I guess it's just this trip, this new city, new friend, everything new. It's got me racing inside. I think if I stretched out here for a minute, I could get calm. Would that be okay with you?"] She is lying down with me, a lesbian, having just seen me having a sex dream. I know it would just be a matter of seducing her and keeping patient in case I have to play the "three forward and two back game."

Laura still feeling all warm and fuzzy with her sex dream and is still not on the prowl yet. Laura scoots over some and gives Shaniqua a pillow. She gently teases Shaniqua about the space nuts and I think she is getting Shaniqua to see them for the cultist they are [Shaniqua lay on her back with her head on the pillow, staring up at the ceiling. "I think you're right about the Fortunans. That's what they call themselves. I think I would be . . . you know, like, horrified, really.] Laura shows her goodness here and makes Shaniqua feel safe [Moreover, they probably take 'peekies,' Laura thought, unable to resist this ungracious observation but sensible enough to keep it to herself. She reached over and patted Shaniqua's hand in a sisterly way. "Don't worry, you don't have to go. You're safe here."] Laura is such a nice person. I love reading of Laura controlling her rising ardor for Shaniqua. It is getting harder with her sweet fragrance wafting to her. Laura uses a chant of I won't be a predator to control her rising libido. I would be playing this by ear but I would probably try waiting like Laura here. I know she must have a million questions like you show here. Let her help me seduce herself. Her staying in my bed would have my blood on fire. Again, each situation you have to play by ear. Laura is so wise to use such sweet subtly to get her women.

Finally the question is asked that the reader knows must be burning on Shaniqua's mind. With many halts and hesitations she gets out what it is like to make love to another woman. Laura hesitates because she [Laura could feel a warm glow spread throughout her body so that even her toes and her fingertips began to tingle slightly. She carefully suppressed a smile that was beginning to form on her lips. When she did not answer right away, Shaniqua jumped back in nervously.] I know that warm feeling of soon having sweet new pussy. I can fully understand Shaniqua recoiling when Laura doesn't answer immediately. A newbie can be just like a newborn colt, full of skittishness. Laura turns to her and reassures her ["I don't mind," Laura whispered. "I'll tell you this. It can be very sweet . . . and very hot. It sort of depends on the moment."] No truer words can be spoken. It obvious that Shaniqua is captivated. She is hanging on all of Laura's words. It is time for Laura to take it to the logical next step [Finally, after another long silence, during which Shaniqua again lay her head on the pillow and stared up at the ceiling, Laura asked softly, "Do you want to find out?"] Now lets see what Shaniqua says. She gives the skittish answer that she has never even thought of such a thing and no thanks. Laura is calm and wise to say that everything is okay and don't worry about and let's go to sleep. It is obvious that Shaniqua is very interested and Laura is going to let Shaniqua talk herself into moving forward.

Shaniqua once more protests that she can't sleep. Here I absolutely adore your seductions. Laura offers to hold her to help calm Shaniqua down. I mean Shaniqua is making it extremely clear that she needs solelease. I smiled with this ["Hold me? You mean put your arms around me?"] That is way beyond cute. Of course Shaniqua makes the almost standard "but no sex" clause. They say it but you know they don't mean it. Ah the first sweet moment where the seduction is really starting in earnest and moving beyond the fencing of words [Laura slipped one arm under her neck, the other arm around her back, hugging her gingerly, not forcefully, though feeling the slight pressure of Shaniqua's small breasts against her own through their two nightgowns. "We'll just try it for a minute," she breathed. "To see if it works. If not, we can stop."] Laura is still leading Shaniqua along with great skill and gentleness. Shaniqua gives everything away with her small voice and how her body starts shaking in Laura's arms. Her body is showing Shaniqua's deepest desires. She wants it and just doesn't really realize it yet though I think she is starting to realize it [Shaniqua shook her head. "In fact, it feels kind of good."] I think she is a woman who will listen to her body and not try let man's conditioning fuck up what is natural.

I like how you describe Laura purring to Shaniqua. She is using her voice to seduce Shaniqua. Shaniqua is basking in Laura's gentleness and thanks her for it. It is this very gentleness that is bringing her into Laura's loving arms. Other authors always have everything move so fast but you show us real life subtlety of seduction [Laura's fingers now flittered over the collar and caressed the warm, smooth, black skin of Shaniqua's beautiful neck. Shaniqua did not seem to notice, or if she did, she did not object. Laura's lips were just inches from the girl's smooth cheek. She pushed her face forward a little, closing the gap, letting her lips brush the phenomenally smooth skin.] I so love stroking skin and just gently kissing and brushing skin with my lips. I love the feeling and getting her taste in my mouth. Every part of a woman tastes so divinely. You know you have them when they don't stop you and in fact Shaniqua gives the cute line of "I'm getting better." Of course she is! Shaniqua marvels at feeling Laura's soft breasts even through their flannel nighties. Now Laura playfully presses her lips to Shaniqua's neck and starts love nibbles and again she isn't stopped. Shaniqua's sweet pussy is about to be taken to heaven.

I love this next detail, especially when a newbie does it for me ["Ooohhh god . . . that feels good," she sighed, tilting her head to one side to give Laura's lips more access to the smooth column. "God, Laura, you're making me feel too good. Maybe we better stop."] Giving me access to give her even more pleasure. I feel women feel so free to seek pleasure with other women. Men are too greedy in pleasuring themselves for most women to get this chance to seek pleasure for themselves. It is cute the game Shaniqua starts playing about them not doing "sex". I so love how you supply us with these cute moments. Shaniqua is sure to let Laura know that she is really, really enjoying how things are proceeding. This sends her into orbit [Since she was already tonguing Shaniqua's earlobe, it was a small leap to move her head higher still and slip her wet tongue directly into the girl's ear. Shaniqua's flesh jumped and stiffened a little momentarily in Laura's arms, and a tight little whimper of surprise escaped her lips, but then she relaxed again, though her faint quivering resumed.] This is guaranteed to make me your total slut for the night. My ears are one of big time erogenous zones. I think the quivers let us know that it is a big one on Shaniqua.

Cute little moments when Shaniqua keeps apologizing for the potty mouth produced by Laura and telling Laura not to do anything else since she knows she will love it too much, i.e., please do more and do it now. All this kissing is getting their bodies more entwined and pressing together. Laura knows she can proceed with her slow seduction. The blasted nightgowns are in the way and Laura knows she still must keep it slow and get that hem up slowly. Laura concentrates on the body rubbing and slowly moves her mouth towards Shaniqua's, which with a movement of Shaniqua's head gets their mouths together. Whether deliberate or not on Shaniqua's part Laura takes advantage with a slow patient sensual kiss. Laura knows to use just her lips with gentle caresses to slowly coax Shaniqua forward. I love Laura's patience here. She continues the sensual kiss while caressing first Shaniqua's back with her hands and then oh so slowly moving them down to her delicious rump and starts to massage and squeeze them. I know Shaniqua's blood must be starting a slow boil by now. Again you show where other authors don't how you love the whole body with hands, mouth, body pressure, words and cooing to truly make love to a woman. You now have the humor of Shaniqua mock accusing Laura of breaking the rules, with Laura knowing she is loving every moment. Again you are the only author to show this mirth in lovemaking.

Shaniqua keeps the charade on that it is still not sex with [Shaniqua shrugged and made a sexy little smirk. "I don't know . . . I guess not. I still have my nightie on."] They continue to rub and finally Shaniqua opens her mouth just enough to be an invitation which Laura gladly accepts with gentle probing and stroking. Of course Shaniqua coo gasps that she really loves this girl kissing and is so surprised by it. She is ready for more. I love how Laura encourages Shaniqua by telling her how much she is loving kissing Shaniqua and how good Shaniqua is. This alone will get a woman's engine revving. What woman doesn't want to be complimented? Finally the time for probing is over [For the first time, Laura slipped her tongue past Shaniqua's teeth and into her mouth. Shaniqua opened her mouth a little more to let it in, then met Laura's tongue with her own, pressing her lips more tightly to Laura's. This heated them both up quickly, so that their breathing accelerated, and Laura noticed they were both squirming against each other as never before.] Now is the time for the twining and stroking of tongues. The exploring of every sweet inch of your woman's mouth and her yours.

I had to smile great big when Laura knows she is being devious by raising Shaniqua's nightgown to get her hand on her smooth, sweet, warm thigh. Shaniqua makes note of this and quickly gets Laura to hike her nightie up so she can stroke Laura's flesh. She is becoming besotted with lesbian sensuality. I love how Shaniqua is not fighting nature. It is such a blessing when a woman so easily accepts her true lesbian nature and is not willing to let man's world fuck her up. Shaniqua is MY kind of woman. Finally, the pretense is behind them ["I guess not. Maybe we should just go ahead and take these off." She gently plucked the sleeve of Laura's nightgown. I thought you'd never ask, darling, Laura smiled back at her. "Won't it be 'sex'?" Shaniqua was already pulling hers up and over her head. She gave Laura a killer stare. "I don't know about you, but I kind of like sex."] I think Shaniqua has a lot of my love of sex and the willingness to pursue it. They quickly pull them off and I just love how they throw these barriers away form the bed. Now is the time for sweet debauchery and intense fucking.

I like how Shaniqua immediately notices the skin color contrast. I have had a few of my women of color make this comment. Heck I like the skin tone differences that white women have. There is a huge range here too if you look for the subtle hues and translucence of skin. Laura proceeds to lick and rub skin to great affect ["Ooooh, you do that good," Shaniqua half-giggled. "It gives me the shivers. The happy shivers. I really like feeling your body against me like this. I'm glad we took them off."] I love working my women into a lather with this slow start. Ratcheting up the heat by slow degrees. Laura continues with the compliments and now Shaniqua is initiating the kissing. Now Shaniqua tells Laura that one of her nipples is larger than the other. Laura makes the observation that if you really, really look one can find those bilateral symmetry differences. I often notice them but I think they just make the woman. After this I looked at the photos again and sure enough she does. I think it makes her more cool. You can almost individualize them and love assault them as distinct individuals since she has made a point of brining this to our attention. I just hope and pray that no one has teased her and made her feel bad about this like the girls made April feel bad about her beautiful nipples. I guess this lack of perfection works on Shaniqua some since I really notice my physical faults but when I point them out to Joann and Maria they just look at me and tell me I am crazy.

Laura's curiosity is now peaked and she lights her fat love candle to get a look. It is true that candles do produce the most divine light. I call it the "Moonlighting" effect. I loved that glow they always gave Maddie Hayes. I love Laura's first comment upon gazing on Shaniqua's naked glory [It was every bit as ravishing as she had expected. "Oh god, you're beautiful," she could not help saying.] I always try to voice my deep appreciation of my women's beauty. It just makes them preen and puff up with pride. Now Laura does what I like to do unless I am just completely crazed with lust [Laura stretched out languidly beside her and pulled her down into an easy embrace, pushing their naked breasts together, kissing Shaniqua's smooth black cheek, running her fingertips up and down the girl's long, sinuous back.] I much prefer to start the love making thus. Slowly getting to feel and know you lover's body and stoking the fires slowly and then going wild with crazed lust. I just love rubbing our bodies together while we languidly kiss and caress. You now paint one of your word pictures that just make love to these women's bodies [She kissed Shaniqua's round black shoulders, and her throat, and her smooth upper chest. Pulling back a little, enchanted by the ways the candlelight seemed to lick the smooth dark planes of Shaniqua's naked flesh the way she wanted to do with her own tongue, she glanced down at the girl's small, beautiful breasts. They were perfect, not large, but perfectly proportioned to her long, lean body, not saggy in the slightest but firm and round, her nipples highly placed, giving each breast an upswept appearance.] You are telling us what we would be seeing and what would be making us fall in love with this woman and how her beauty would be bewitching us and making us long to satiate our hunger together in a dance of love. I especially love that line of wanting to lick Shaniqua's body like the candlelight is doing. Cool.

Laura now does notice that Shaniqua's left nipple is a little larger than her right. I wonder if she is left-handed. I notice things like this in stride and play them up if it makes my women happy and more excited. I look for every advantage I can find. If they seem embarrassed by their supposed defects I try to pump them up and tell them how wrong they are and how beautiful they are. It can be so hard to undo the damage the world causes sometimes though. I wish people were nicer. When Laura catches Shaniqua gazing at her, waiting for a comment, Laura responds ["I think they are so beautiful," Laura purred, taking both naked breasts in her hands and running her thumbs lightly over the springy bulbs of Shaniqua's nipples.] Yes, this is one of the reasons I love Laura so. Her innate goodness. You now start the breast worship that I so adore [She bent her head and extended her tongue, slightly lifting Shaniqua's right breast with her palm and licking the smaller nipple with long, sensual swipes. Shaniqua quivered, looking down. When it was wet and shiny with Laura's warm saliva, she drew it slowly into her mouth, feeling Shaniqua's back muscles tense a little as the excitement grew more acute. "Unhhhh!" Shaniqua gasped softly.] I love that first taste of my lover's breast and feeling that first tensing of her body with pleasure and her first gasps of pleasure. I live to make women do this. To give them pleasure. I so love getting a nipple all wet and then feeling it slip through my lips as I suck it inside my mouth to suck and tongue bat.

I love how Laura takes her time to massage Shaniqua's bud with her tongue. Letting my tongue feel her nipple grow and stiffen on my tongue. I never tire of feeling a woman's nipple become turgid with blood in my mouth and the sensations I know I am causing. Then I setup my sucking rhythm and luxuriate in my woman's gurgling and gasping; pulling my head hard into her breast like Shaniqua does here. Laura continues to pump Shaniqua up about her nipples ["I don't know how I can go on to the other one, I love this one so much," Laura smiled up at her, taking a breather, then sucking Shaniqua's excited nipple back into her mouth for more passionate attention.] Shaniqua gasps out her pleasure and then Laura shows how you truly love a woman's breasts [Laura meant what she said. She was in no hurry. She sucked Shaniqua's delicious smaller nipple, then released it from her mouth to toy with it, teasing the wet black bulb with her tongue, lashing it, pinching it with her lips, then sucking it inside her warm mouth again, sucking harder, sucking more of Shaniqua's small breast into her mouth along with Shaniqua's nipple. This minor increase in passion seemed to tip the balance for Shaniqua, whose fingertips now dug spastically into Laura's scalp, and whose soft whimpering now keened up semi-hysterically.] Most authors give little detail but if they do they almost always give a tongue lick and then suck in deep. They don't show how you use variation to truly bring a woman maximum pleasure when loving her breast. Hard and then easy and back and forth. In and out of your mouth. Use your hands while sucking and licking. These are all things you always show and others don't. It is strange in a way. It is this variation and slow buildup that makes a woman whimper and die for more and makes her body just hum and thrum with pleasure and isn't that why we make love to our partners.

Laura now does this to Shaniqua's other nipple and quickly produces [Shaniqua looked down, watching Laura's wet pink tongue snake out and encircle her nipple, then stab the center nubbin playfully. "God, it makes me hornier than shit," she panted. "Excuse my language."] That excusing over her potty mouth makes me smile and feel happy. It is cool how Laura is wondering how much heat to use but decides to let Shaniqua pace things. I love how you show lovers reading each other and adjusting their lovemaking accordingly. Things are proceeding most nicely I do believe [I'll let her pace it, she thought, feeling Shaniqua's long, slender body begin to undulate slowly under her. Shaniqua settled onto her back from her side position, inviting Laura to roll more on top of her, still watching intently as Laura sucked and teased her left nipple, her eyes rolling up occasionally when Laura sucked it harder than usual. She was becoming more and more aroused, panting harder, whimpering faster, her fingers now dancing in a frenzy through Laura's hair, her hips twisting.] I love lying on top of my lover while I kiss her or make love to her breasts and upper part of her body. Of course I only put as much weight on her as she is comfortable with and support myself the rest. Women are all over the chart on how much weight they like on them. I like it a lot and want them to press me down into the mattress. I so love sucking a nipple hard with gentle teeth rakes and watching those micro spasms and eye rolling with head lulls. I love making my women whimper with need and the occasional potty mouth like Shaniqua. Shaniqua is the kind of girl who likes to watch which always turns me on and makes me want to love her even better and make that head plop back down on the mattress when I overcome her senses with raw pleasure.

One of the things that hooked me so early is how you are always verbalizing Laura's love for her women. How she is complimenting them and making them feel so wanted and adored. It is true that the most erogenous zone is between our ears. Telling a woman how lovely she is can only make her so much more happy and responsive to your touch. Words are such a huge turn on. ["Oh, yes, baby . . . yes," Laura purred. "I love your beautiful body. I want all of your beautiful body. I want to lick it . . .everywhere. It's so beautiful. I love your smooth dark skin . . . I want to kiss it . . . everywhere," she repeated softly, caressing Shaniqua's long firm stomach, her sides, feeling the smooth ripple of her ribcage under her fingertips, letting her hands descend slowly lower, until they were caressing Shaniqua's long slender thighs.] Love the stroking of Shaniqua's torso. I am a big believer in trying to get to know every square inch of each of my angels. I had to chuckle when Laura tells Shaniqua she is ready to kiss her pussy and all she gasp out is "oh god". I love reducing my women to helpless jelly with my loving.

Laura continues with her loving ways kissing her way down to Shaniqua's love swollen cunt while gently pushing her thighs open to make a love nest for herself. Here she can't help but compare Shaniqua's runny slit to her main love's, Sara's, pussy [Since she had been preoccupied with dreams and visions of Sara for days, it was impossible for Laura not to reflect on how different Shaniqua's pussy was from Sara's, one so thick and puffy and plump, the other this thin, very long line that she had to coax open with the tips of her fingers. But seeing the wet, red, squishy inner flesh slowly revealed as she pulled Shaniqua's cunt lips apart was like having a curtain pulled away and heaven itself exposed.] Gosh, what a beautiful line about opening her lips to reveal heaven itself waiting for you. I love opening a festering pussy and seeing all that red, runny, swollen tender cunt meat just waiting to be devoured. To be consumed and savored in my starving mouth. To take and love maul or gently caress until my woman explodes with exctacy. For me you always make that moment of first penetration with one's tongue so special ["Oh god, you have such a beautiful pussy, Shaniqua," she said in hushed tones, slowly but deliberately sliding her tongue forward, between the long, thin pussy lips and into the warm, oozing, buttery pit.] That first divine feeling of heat and taste of the nectar of the gods. Feeling your tongue coated and warmed by her juices and inner walls. Of course Laura is complimenting and telling Shaniqua just how beautiful her pussy is and how she wants it so badly. A woman so deserves to hear these words loved coo to her.

I love how Shaniqua is twitching but trying to calm the rising storm, though she will soon discover that that is impossible. Laura coos to her to relax while pushing the hood to her clit back to tease it with her tongue tip to great affect. Laura is prepared for some long dining on tender wet cunt meat ["Oh, you're not going to come yet, no no," Laura murmured. "I want to enjoy this beautiful pussy for a long time before you come." She glanced up to see Shaniqua biting her lower lip, her face contorted in excruciating pleasure. She held her eyes for a second before Shaniqua's head plopped back down on the mattress.] Love to see those facial contortions of pleasure and the plopping back on to the mattress. Love that little vibration of impact. I love how you detail Laura feasting on Shaniqua's quim for long minutes and Shaniqua being so responsive. I simply adore women who show their pleasure so clearly to me. It makes me so happy and giddy inside.

Laura starts to tease Shaniqua about coming but she informs Laura that she simply can't come from oral sex. No wonder if only guys have done it in the past. Love the visual detail you give when Shaniqua informs Laura of this ["Oh, god . . . yes! But Laura . . . I can't ever come this way, I should tell you," she panted, propping herself up on her elbows and looking down at Laura's face between her yawning thighs, giving Laura's eyes yet another chance to devour her enchanting small breasts and now up-jutting, taut black nipples. "I've never been able to come this way."] You never miss a chance to lovingly describe these beautiful black women. Laura knows she is capable of delivering the orgasm Shaniqua thinks she can't [It's just because nobody, no guy, ever knew how to lick this gorgeous pussy before, darling, she wanted to tell Shaniqua. Auntie Laura knows just how to treat a hall-of-fame juice box like this one, and I can have you doing the Swiss yodel in thirty seconds, my dear. I guarantee it.] Had to smile great big at that. You show the strange thoughts that can pop up in the middle of lovemaking. I love a woman with a good sense of humor and confidence to boot.

You show again how lovemaking can be so dynamic. Laura suddenly decides it is time for some tribbing. She quickly moves up and slips a leg under one of Shaniqua's and brings their sopping wet cunts together. Ah yes, this is how you setup a slow rhythm of sensual trib fucking [She didn't hesitate but pushed the frothing, inflamed furrow of her own aching pussy directly against the long, blossoming red seam of Shaniqua's, scissoring Shaniqua's pelvis with her thighs and pumping in slow fuck-rhythm in order to make Shaniqua feel every acute and thrilling sensation of their wet, sensitive flesh sliding together. Shaniqua's eyes rolled up. Her body sagged, as if going limp in submission to Laura's clearly loving aggression, giving herself, her body, her pussy, everything to Laura's increasingly eager hip thrusts.] I really like how you show how this mating of groins and gentle grinding of cunts can be so sensual and just give you that easy divine pleasure that can keep you fucking for many long sensual minutes if you can keep from letting your fuck hunger taking over. Love the details of Shaniqua being overcome by these new sensations flooding her body. I love seeing my lover's body sagging, head lolling and sometimes drooling while being overcome with pleasure while their body takes over and their groins take up my rhythm of love.

Shaniqua gasps out I "never" but Laura is ready to get more physical and gets up and bends over at the waist to get another taste of Shaniqua's divine flesh. Remembering her trib-fuck of Mavis, Laura knows that almost any position is possible and works to open their cunt lips to some delicious clit to clit rubbing. This always makes my pussy just spasm and gush with fuck cream and jolts of pure pleasure deep into my belly and womb. I have fucked for many long minutes in a cunt-to-cunt dance of love. I can fuck like this for forever it seems and this describes why [The combination of Laura's effort and the sheer intensity of the experience seemed to send both of them into a slow, rhythmic, gyrating trance of serious fucking for several minutes. They didn't talk and didn't need to talk, sunk instead in a deep, pulsating physical connection so stirring that words and even panted endearments or playful obscenities were superfluous. Shaniqua was on her back, her crotch locked tightly to Laura's, gasping and churning, her small, exquisite breasts swirling and jiggling as Laura pumped her more and more vigorously, while Laura was half-sitting, propped on her long arms, unable to resist the sight of the beautiful girl she was fucking, and also eager to get the added leverage she could get by pushing with her arms as well.] I love to talk during sex but often in this kind of trib fucks I just lay back grab a leg and hump for long minutes enjoying the sweet pleasure flowing through my body. Sometimes words aren't necessary. Just that humping of cunts pouring pleasure into our wombs and smearing our love juices all over our groins as we work towards heaven. Love that slippery mess of our groins and that wet spot we often make. Our hips just digging in our juices as we grind our slippery swollen cunt flesh harder and harder until the soul searing screaming orgasm hits our heated flesh.

Shaniqua is able to get up on her elbows from time to time and look at Laura with fluttering eyes. Love seeing that and especially reading it because no other author gives me this visual detail of extreme pleasure. I know I'm feeling that pleasure when my eyelids flutter like that. Laura once more hungers to consume her in a tornado of fucking and gives into her need knowing Shaniqua is ready for her passion. Laura starts prompting her with verbal cues to prepare her body for the pleasure that is dying to explode from her every pore. Laura bends over which gets her pubic bone jamming their clits hard together causing sparks of divine pleasure and Laura grasps Shaniqua's little doves and starts to love maul them. Most women love having their breasts moderately, some roughly, kneaded at this stage to really help send them over the edge like here [Shaniqua sagged a little, and whimpered, but Laura quickly grabbed her, pressing her own hot flesh against the limp girl and fucking her now in a wild frenzy, rubbing their pulsing clits together, squeezing Shaniqua's exquisite small naked breasts roughly in her hands, gasping to her, knowing both were on the edge of a killer climax, one that just might grip them at the same instant.] I love little titties I can grasp with each hand and really love massage hard at times like these. Bigger cups just don't allow that total control of their breast flesh like I like. Big is great in its own ways but I love smaller breasts for the way I can just cup the whole breast in my hands. Laura continues to give her audile cues helping Shaniqua reach the finish line, which Shaniqua is eating up. I think all women like to be coaxed into their orgasm when they know such sweet love is behind the words. When sincerity for their needs is so evident.

Simultaneous are great when they do happen but I love lesbian sex because so often the orgasms are spaced apart that allows the giver to totally bask and absorb her lover's pleasure but coming at the same time has this advantage [From this second on they were both enveloped in a hot, throbbing haze that swirled around their straining, flexing bodies and wrenched them simultaneously. Laura quickly came so hard that she could only barely perceive through her shocking spasms that Shaniqua was coming too, in her arms, quaking and groaning. "Awwonnnggg . . . ahnngghhiieeee!" Shaniqua cried out, arching her body, quivering helplessly as one wracking spasm after another shook her lean body. "Aunnngghhhh!" Laura groaned. "Oh honey . . . oh! Honey! Unngghh! Aunngghhh!" she groaned again, her body riven by sharp shocks of killing pleasure. "Oh, Laura!" Shaniqua moaned, going limp in Laura's arms, then stiffening again as another orgasmic quake gripped her. "Onngghhmmnnggiieee!"] Feeling your lover's body being ripped apart with pleasure while yours is consumed with fucking exctacy is just bind blowing. You can't focus at all but you can feel her body thrashing against yours and her piercing screams mingling with yours and this just makes your bodies almost flow into one it seems sometimes. When it does happen it is fucking awesome. I just realize that this is not the end all that so many writers make it. It is a beautiful change of pace. It is cool coming back to reality and seeing her blasted pleasure besotted face becoming lucid once more just like you know yours is.

They now have some nice post coital time of twining and gentle coiling of bodies. Laura rubs Shaniqua's wet cunt trying to give her just that little bit more of pleasure. I like how Laura thinks. Shaniqua knows how to listen to her body and starts a slow gentle swirl of her hips to let her cunt rub more forcefully against Laura's loving fingers. More of your cute banter when Shaniqua laughingly calls Laura a devil and Laura replies ["I'm not a devil," Laura shook her head, wide-eyed. "I'm your fairy godmother here to take you to paradise. Again and again."] I so love your mirth. Shaniqua gives the confession that I have heard quite a few times about not usually coming so fast (or at all). It takes a woman to truly love another woman. When she mentions her boyfriend I really like Laura asking Shaniqua not to mention him. I notice that Shaniqua has no problem what so ever in complying. I think she is starting to see the truth. Shaniqua confesses not only did she come fast but also that it was "stupendous". Yip, she has learned the secretes of lesbian lovemaking. Women are much, much better lovers.

Laura wants to fuck her again but Shaniqua confesses that she almost never comes twice in a night. I think her world is about to be rocked. Hehehe. She does wonder if Laura can. She is starting to think so. Shaniqua then tells Laura her favorite way to get fucked: doggy style. This is her big turn on. A lot of girls do love this way best. Like the depth of penetration and balls slapping their clit. It seems an old cad boyfriend kept his porno mags out and Shaniqua saw some fucking with a strap-on and is really hoping that Laura has one of her own. I always like how you go just that little extra bit with your stories. Instead of just replying you give us this little touching romantic moment and then the response [Now Laura embraced her, burying her face in the delicious girl's long, black neck, nuzzling her mercilessly, dropping her hands to Shaniqua's incredible ass, which she had been too busy to visit so far but which she could immediately tell was in the masterpiece class. "Oh, you darling creature," Laura giggled, nuzzling her neck and pinching her smooth ass cheeks, "do you want me to fuck you doggy style with my strap-on dildo?"] This gentle embrace and love cooing her response only adds let me see, about one hundred percent to the story. Thank you for giving us these real life touching moments of women really connecting with each other and not just one night stands. You continue this lovely interlude with the mirth and joy of new lovers discovering their mutual desires and wishes ["Oh shit . . . yesssss," Shaniqua gasped, shivering and wriggling as Laura playfully tormented her. "You do have one? Will you do it?" Laura played coy for a second. "I guess you could twist my arm."] I love the mutual communication and seeking and giving of mutual pleasure. This is women in love. Of course Shaniqua makes an offer to repay Laura with the strap-on though she will need time to learn how to "do it right" which I am quite sure Laura will lovingly sacrifice for. Hehehe. I sure would.

I think Laura is totally correct when she notices the big change in Shaniqua. It is amazing how sharing some mind blowing orgasms will totally change a woman. Once they have experienced the unmatched beauty and pleasure of lesbian sex they tend to become total sluts in your bed, which is such a beautiful transformation. Now when Laura kisses Shaniqua with ravenous hunger to start another round of divine fucking, Shaniqua kisses back with equal soul deep hunger and runs her hands down Laura's supple back and digs her fingers hungrily into her Laura's divine ass and squeezes and massages with fuck hunger. That makes me your total fuck slut. Makes my womb just melt with pleasure. Then Shaniqua uses her new knowledge to massage and love squeeze Laura's breasts. Shaniqua pants out her knowledge that with Laura she will come quickly again and Laura expresses her need to kiss this lovely long body again. I love how Shaniqua giggles and moans are intermingled, as Laura loves her smaller nipple again. I love the mirth and how the pleasure just overflows and intertwines with this joy for such extreme pleasure.

Now Laura once more loves Shaniqua the way I love to love my women [As she sucked, pulling some of Shaniqua's firm breast into her mouth along with the thickening nipple, Laura again ran her hands down to the girl's delightfully out-curved rump, kneading the firm balls of her smooth ass, tickling the crack between them with her fingertips. "Oh god, you have a beautiful ass," she whispered, letting Shaniqua's shiny wet nipple, now erect and pointing, out of her mouth for a brief second.] I love using my mouth and hands together to work the same body part or totally different areas. I just get so much joy out of doing my oral thing and using my hands to massage and squeeze. To me the feel of skin and muscle under my fingers is just such a huge turn on. I actually derive direct pleasure from this as well as the way my woman reacts to my loving ministrations. Laura comments on her love of Shaniqua's near perfect ass but Shaniqua first seductively offer her other breast for some loving. This is an offer of course that can't be refused. After some intense loving Shaniqua gasps out that she is ready for some doggy style fucking and that she will come quick. She is truly starting to understand just what lesbian loving is all about. Hopefully, she will be partaking of the divine fruit from now on. To hell with that loser boyfriend. I notice she is willing to move quickly to San Francisco. Makes me hopefully think she is isn't really that committed to the cad.

Just reading this has me all excited and I know I would do what Laura does here [In a flash Laura was off the bed and dashing to the bureau, where she quickly opened the drawer and retrieved the strap-on dildo and harness. She hopped back on the bed with it, quickly slipping on the harness, holding the shaft in one hand. Though her eyes were glazed and her body fluid with sexual energy and need, Shaniqua reached out one long, slender black finger and ran it along the ridges.] With my imagination I can just feel the excitement that would be flowing in my body and the thrilling almost nervous energy I would be feeling getting in my harness. If I was receiving and as excited as I feel I know I would stop Laura if the dildo was life like I would have to give it some head and show her my deep throat skills to excite her even more. Let her see that cock slide down my throat and my saliva all over it as she strokes it back out. Letting her hear my controlled breathing and probably a small gag here and there. Some women really love this kind of show, which I am happy to give.

I love how Laura now takes Shaniqua's face in both hands and gives her a deep soul kiss with lots of love cooing to raise her blood heat. Shaniqua is quickly on boil and ready for some serious strap-on sex. Again you show how sex is best when things are taken slow and sensuously [Without speaking, Shaniqua broke off the kiss and settled fluidly to the mattress, face down, her fantastic ass uptilted to Laura. The puckered, swollen seam of her wet pussy, glimmering red and shiny, was visible below the beautiful dark moons of her buttocks. Laura could not keep her hands off them. She ran her fingers over the resilient, smooth flesh, squeezing the moons, pinching them, then scooting back so she could bend her face down to them. She licked the firm moons of Shaniqua's perfect bottom sensually, then kissed them hungrily, and ended up by nipping each one in a passionate, feverish assault.] Other authors and men would just bury the cock in right away with no imagination. This is how you truly prepare a woman for het sex by loving her body before with caresses, licks, squeezes and kisses. I bet Shaniqua has never had her ass just worshipped like this and I know her pleasure level must have risen five levels just from this. This is why women are such superior lovers. The pleasure Laura derives from this is purely mental. Laura's only desire her is to increase Shaniqua's pleasure. You are the only author to really make this fact of lesbian lovemaking so clear. A few other good authors hint at this in erotica but only you truly shine a spotlight on it like it so deserves. Kind of like truth in advertising.

I love how you detail Shaniqua going wild with Laura's thorough ass worship [This treatment drove Shaniqua completely wild. Looking back over her shoulder at Laura love-mauling her high, round ass cheeks, she whimpered and moaned continuously, biting her lower lip, whooping as Laura's fingers and tongue detoured briefly into the dark crease between her moons.] I so love worshipping an ass like this and working my way down into that moist, divine crease and just licking and tasting. I love working my way down to that tender asshole but Laura knows what Shaniqua really wants and puts aside any true ass worship for another time. Again you show a lover adjusting her desires to what her partner is truly desiring. Something almost all women are born with, this desire to please their partner. Shaniqua's pleading and the knowledge that a tender delectable asshole needs plenty of time and patience to seduce and take requires another date of lovemaking. It is time to rock Shaniqua's world.

Oh geez, it is head lolling time. You simply never fail to make that moment of penetration so magical and special no matter if it is tongue, finger or dildo. I Love It.

Other authors just have their character ramming it home while you give us love and that connection lovers make at these times [Resting one hand on one of Shaniqua's delectable black moons, and captivated momentarily by the striking contrast of her own pale skin against the girl's delicious sleek black ass, with the other hand Laura guided the ridged shaft of the dildo up to the swollen, inflamed mouth of Shaniqua's beautiful, distended cunt. Carefully, she introduced the thick head of it between the long, curvy, shiny wet black lips of Shaniqua's gaping slit, sliding it into the glistening dark pink slippery flesh between them. "Auungghhhhhhh!" Shaniqua groaned as the entire shaft slid into her body. "Oh yes! Oh Jesus!"] I love that moment of bringing the head of your cock to your woman's cunt or ass and feeling that resistance as you start your penetration and focusing on your woman and seeing those first facial grimaces or body spasms of pleasure. I love how you show how many women vocalize their pleasure. For me hearing my women show their pleasure is almost vital. I feel cheated if they remain quiet.

Love that detail of just not thrusting away in blind lust but slowly and patiently working your cock into until you thighs are bumping her rump. I love seeing my cock buried nice and deep as possible. You know how to show slow. You have nice slow strokes and show that you don't have to use every inch of your cock. Size is awfully nice but not all important. It is the skill of your speed, angle, leverage, power, etc. From what I hear from frustrated wives and girlfriends so many guys just wildly thrust around then ejaculate and it is almost over before it began, with no pleasure for the woman. What pigs. I love to massage and squeeze a woman's ass and hips while fucking her doggy style. When I work up the rhythm I garb her hips to help generate power for my stroking or bend over some and press down on her middle back and plow down with a greater angle. I have found they really like that. Again you show how the minimalist approach has such a nice place in love making [She took the time to lean forward over Shaniqua, kissing her long naked back, nuzzling her shoulder blades and nipping the nape of her neck, even breathing hotly in her ear. "Oh baby, you are so gorgeous," she panted, not even moving her hips, leaving the shaft sunk deep in Shaniqua's writhing body as she made love to her back and her shoulders, then dropped her hands once more to the small, firm black melons of her ass.] This slowness just works them up for the more energetic fucking to come. It builds up the need for serious hard fucking. I so love to kiss and caress while doing strap-on sex. I can just feel them quiver and feel their bodies getting slicked with perspiration from our lovemaking.

Now Laura starts love cooing to Shaniqua encouraging her with words of love and hot fucking. Shaniqua responds with grunts and pleadings for harder and deeper. She is falling into a fuck trance of deep need. I love Laura asking her if she "likes" it and Shaniqua grunting back 'yes". I love encouraging my lovers. Whispering to them about their pleasure helping them to focus on it and heighten it if I can. By now Shaniqua is grunting for "deeper" and "deeper" just like the wonderful slut she is. I love being a slut. I want it hard and deep. You show us another variation of doggy fucking [Smiling, Laura ran her hands up again to the backs of Shaniqua's shoulders, grasping them, massaging them, holding her there while ramming the dildo into her harder and deeper. "Mmmm, you want me to fuck you hard, don't you," she purred, now gyrating her hips more vigorously. "Ungghh! Ungghh!" Shaniqua grunted, her eyes rolling up as the thrusts grew more passionate and fierce. "Oh god, yes!"] Using the shoulders as an anchor point to generate power and massaging that area while driving your cock deep in your woman's body. I so adore the eye roll of helpless pleasure and that mewling a good fucking produces. I so love pleasuring my women soul deep. I like how you show that when the fucking gets serious it is often wise to reach down with a few fingers to help keep Mr. Cock on his intended course. I think even guys get carried away and have their dicks slip out but since we can't feel with our cocks we have to be even more attuned and careful. Other authors never show this having to guide the dildo to prevent slippage and popping out. I like to try to fuck with more skill than most guys myself.

I love how you are willing to keep things going slow. Most authors go for fast right off the bat and some try for slow but almost always abandon slow for fast immediately. You keep things moving forward at that sensually increasing pace until the final configuration occurs. You continue to show how slow to begin with can be so wonderful [Without holding the dildo in her hand, Laura didn't dare to really let things rip, but for the moment she leaned forward and down over Shaniqua's back, pressing her own naked breasts into the smooth, warm expanse of it, nipping her shoulders with her teeth, and wiggling her hips every so slightly so that Shaniqua could feel the long shaft moving inside the wet, snug sheath of her cunt. Tiny excited whimpering came from deep in Shaniqua's chest as she pushed her ass up and back into Laura's strokes.] You have to be lovingly slow to be able to lean for forward to rub your breast and body against her back and give love nips.

Plus, you can't give those little hip wiggles and little rabbit jabs if your stroking with wild abandon. I have found it to be so true that most women really become sluts when they let go and just enjoy the pleasure you give them like Shaniqua is doing here [She began to writhe and squirm under Laura as the sexual flame in them both grew hotter. Laura was thrilled to feel the transformation of Shaniqua from a coy, self-conscious girl into a real wanton fuck bunny, who quivered and flexed her marvelous young body and beseeched Laura to devour and ravish her with sweet fucking.] I so adore making a woman who thinks of herself as basically straight a lesbian slut begging for it and loving having another woman ravishing her body and soul.

I always long to hear my women groaning and cawing out their pleasure. Some even give nice screams of pleasure out of nowhere from time to time, which always thrills me. Laura is now getting worked up and ramming with more passion and verve. I love working my cock deeper and harder into my lover and feeling her loving it. Nice detail of holding your dildo to keep from slipping and feeling your fingers getting compressed when you slap your thighs against her ass to get you cock nice and deep. I so love thrusting into a tight cunt. Wish I could feel its heat on my cock. I love you describing Shaniqua becoming unglued with Laura's skilled hard thrusts. I know I do this to get my cunt drilled deeper and I love seeing it in print [Shaniqua seemed to fall into some frothing, maniacal delirium, scrunching her knees forward on the mattress to uptilt her cunt even more to Laura's thrusts. And this made the dildo ram into her body even deeper, so that with each thrust she yelped and whinnied and began to pump backward even faster. "Ungghmmmnniieee! Ungghh! Yes! Ungghhh! Mnnggiieee! Oh! Yes! Oh fuck, Laura, yes! Oh shit . . . I'm . . . I'm going to do it! Oh!"] I love giving my body up for a good hard deep pounding and I love my women to surrender themselves to me into return. Screaming out like Shaniqua while I'm plunge my cock deep into their cunt or ass. I love screamers. Both Joann and Maria love to cry out their pleasure just like I do. I guess that is one of the things that really hooked me on them so quickly.

Laura is quickly caught up in the rising passion and rises up to give her a nice downward angle with her plunging cock. One should always vary ones angles. I love getting up on one foot to the side of her body. This allows me to get up a little and get more power in my strokes and plunge my cock with a slight angle to attack her cunt and hopefully hit some new nerves. I love how Shaniqua is a complete screamer and thrasher. Joann really uses the whole bed when she gets going. This is what I want to hear when I am screwing my woman with my strap-on ["Onngghhnnggiieeee! Ohhhnngg! Unghh! Laura . . . yes ungghhh! Aunngghhiieee! Onnggmmmhnniiee!" Shaniqua screamed, twisting and clenching under Laura's hammering dildo-cock, whimpering, whinnying, then unleashing another cascade of shrieks. " Onngghhnnggiieeee! Aunngghhiieee! Onnggmmmhnniiee!"] Just makes me work harder and plunge deeper with my woman egging me on with her screams of pleasure. I can just feel myself filling with happiness and pride knowing I'm the one producing this unbridled joy. Few women let out like this with complete and wild abandon and I cherish them when I find them. Wow! I think Shaniqua really likes this newfound lesbian sex.

I love Laura chuffing under the strain of giving Shaniqua a nice hard fucking. Sometimes orgasms do strike one so hard that this happens [And then, paradoxically, when Shaniqua actually did come, the screams stopped for a few seconds, completely throttled and chopped off by a shattering climax that stole any breath she had left in her exhausted lungs. Her body made a huge, violent jerk back and upward into Laura, then exploded into sharp spasms as she lay under Laura, wheezing and gurgling. Finally, she found her breath again and let out another horrific, though ecstatic, scream.] I know the not having air feeling but sometimes I just seem to lose all control of my vocal chords. I have the air but my mind has just whited out and I'm completely mind numbed and befuddled while my body is completely torn apart. Sometimes when a woman does spasm so hard in this position and she comes up I will grasp her to my body and not let her back to the mattress. I love feeling her body thrashing against mine and straining to flop down. I think my resistance to her movements makes her come all the harder. Feeling all that body wiggling and watching those arms flail and fingers claw as I feel those screams ripping out of their bodies. Sigh, sheer paradise on earth.

Instead of holding Shaniqua up she lets the hammering blows jackknife her body and instead goes for the equally divine of flowing her body down onto Shaniqua's supine body as it collapses back on the mattress and feeling her thrashing and moans in this position. Love the detail of Laura making sure the strap-on is staying buried in her cunt to maximize Shaniqua's pleasure. I love how you always show that they're almost an infinite number of ways to vary your lovemaking. I love Shaniqua's long pronounced orgasm with all its attendant shocks and rolls. Laura is so lucky to be able to lay her body against this divine angel and feel all that pleasure coursing through Shaniqua's body. Finally Shaniqua surfaces from her bout with paradise and Laura starts to remove her dildo [Shaniqua moaned the whole time until it was completely out. "Ohhhhhh god, Laura, how am I going to live without you?" she smiled, her face still blasted and stunned by ecstasy. "I never came like that before. God, the ridges on that thing are killer."] Such sweet music to my ears. Another woman discovering the truth about herself.

Laura removes her strap-on and lies down beside Shaniqua and starts love stroking her supine body still lying face down on the mattress totally blasted. Cute that Laura offers to buy her a strap-on (hope she does so Shaniqua can use it back in Dallas) and I love Shaniqua's response ["It won't be the same," Shaniqua pouted playfully, now looking up. "I need you driving it from behind. God, you fuck just like a man. Better than a man. You know just when to go slow and go fast."] Amen to that. I believe women, because we are trying to give pleasure, are better than all but the most skilled men. We actually try to learn to please our partners. I feel this is a slightly foreign concept to so many men. Laura being Laura is so modest when Shaniqua gushes over her skill. I love how Laura recognizes that so many things go into great sex and how she totally focuses on giving each woman her all and tries to make sure each act of love is a supreme event. When you have this as your goal, the sex can't help but be great for all women involved.

Shaniqua recovers and eagerly slips into the harness and quickly gets into the flow and delivers a very satisfying missionary fuck that leaves Laura screaming almost as much and as loud as Shaniqua. Raw enthusiasm and energy can make for a great fuck in and of itself. Of course I am ecstatic to hear Shaniqua realize that she needs to dump that boyfriend and embrace lesbianism. Only with other women can you have truly constant great sex and that closeness and bonding that only women can achieve. Shaniqua is focused on Laura but hopefully Laura has set her on the path of enlightenment when she tells Shaniqua that there are plenty of women in Dallas she can find lesbian love and joy with. Go girl!!! Shaniqua is like the proverbial kid in the candy store trying and hoping for as much time with Laura as possible. I love this allusion to how women smell so sexy especially after great hot sex [now in the darkness becoming aroused all over again and brushing her lips across Shaniqua's lovely face, inhaling the fresh, rich odor of sex on her body, the sex they had just shared, the hot fucking.] Women smell great all the time but especially heavenly when they smell of sweat and the musk of sex.

Nice detail of how Shaniqua is just completely plundered and fucked out. She is getting all tingly again but she is just plain tired and now her kitty is a little sore. A good hard fucking will make most of us a little sore and tired though Joann and I seem to be like Timexs, we can take a pounding and still keep on ticking. We can take some really hard fucking before our flesh starts to tire. They banter and promise for much sweet fucking to come and Shaniqua asks the proverbial question of how she stacks up look wise with Laura's other girlfriends. Laura is with this angel so see tells the truth of the moment [Laura nibbled her ear. "Honey, you put the rest of them in the shade."] Shaniqua knows the score but laughs with gaiety and mirth. Laura really wants more loving but Shaniqua asks for simple holding and some nice smooching. Laura knows that tomorrow will bring more glorious fucking and happily complies. Sigh, to go to sleep with such a lovely angel clasped close. Feeling her breathing against you and her heart beating in time with yours. What a nice way to go to sleep. Cute detail of Laura fluffing her bangs with promises of scorching sex in the morning. I think this sums it all up ["Oh shit . . ." Shaniqua half-gasped, "I can hardly wait."]

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Chapter 275:

This chapter finds Sara dragging into the airport from her ordeal taking care of her late fathers estate. She is beat and worn down and not making any of her trademark witty remarks or witty faces. This is one way to tell when I am tired and unfortunately crabby. My sense just flies away on the wind and I get all pissy when I am drop dead tired and or feeling under the weather. This is something I have worked hard on all my life since adolescence and I am slowly making headway. I hate myself when I'm not nice to others. Despite Sara's less than stellar appearance and dragging personality Laura is filled with a deep sense of love and longing for Sara. I feel the same. I have picked up one or the other of my main angels up at the airport when they are dragging or when they are dirty and worn out from working on our flower beds or that muzzy look everyone has when just getting up. To me these are all times to see an aspect of the real person. With no "glitz" just the real person. We get to see Laura's angst when we see that she knows some of the fierceness of her emotions stems from her guilt over her recent glorious fucking with Shaniqua and Kendra. Despite this guilt Laura knows that most of her feeling is pure [She knew that most of the strong, pulsating emotion she felt was simply her pure, deep love for this woman.] It is love that is guiding Laura and not guilt.

Laura wants to fawn all over Sara but Sara is much to level headed for this. All women want compliments and to be shown adoration and love but some us like it in moderation and not over the top. Sara is like and this has been doubly reinforced by Laura's indiscretions with Dee Dee. Now I think Sara finds these declarations of love to be a little hollow seeming. They finally get some privacy in the parking garage and Laura almost gushes ["I love you," she whispered. "I love you so much. I'm just bursting with love. I thought I was going to explode while I was waiting there for you to come out. I love you, Sara. I love you so much."] I like to think I am expressive but I almost never just gush like this. It is nice to see that Laura is simply so in love with Sara these words of adoration just pour from her. I think you capture the dynamics that all relationships really have. Laura expects some sort of sarcastic response, which has become Sara's norm to Laura's little declarations. Laura herself knows that this almost desperate declaration has all the rings of a guilty conscious ringing through it. Maybe because of her simple tiredness or maybe simple longing Sara [But Sara turned her face to Laura and, weary or not, seemed to melt with love herself, right there in the hollow tunnel, smiling broadly, warmly, adoringly. She even stopped walking for a second, her happy, tired eyes searching Laura's face.] Relationships are such complicated entities. I can only speak for myself but I am often surprised by both the reactions of others and my own actions. So many variables go into our reactions to stimuli. Other authors by keeping their stories so short and just focused on sex, cannot take the time to explore the nuances of relationships like you can with this ongoing saga.

It is cute seeing Laura so desperate. They actually kiss in public though dark place and Laura cannot keep her hands from straying to Sara's breasts to which Sara slaps away. Joann is like Laura here. She really doesn't care about the straight world and wants to show the world our love while I want to be somewhat restrained in public and Maria is completely mortified by showing our love in public. Joann is fuck em all and I feel like "if you mess with the bull you might get the horn". You never know if you have a crazy homophobe around and I don't want to tempt the fates too much. A little affection is okay but I'm simply afraid of the straight world and what they might do to us. It really isn't fair is it? It is so cute seeing Sara falling asleep in the car. I love looking at a woman when she is sleeping and you see her without any barriers up. They finally arrive at Sara's apartment and they find a party raging on the first floor. I guess I would shake my head at a Wednesday night party too but when you think about it, anytime should be a good time to enjoy oneself with friends.

Again we see that Sara is an easygoing kind of person. She informs Laura that her neighbors sometimes party in the middle of the week since they live elsewhere on the weekends and the parties always end at a respectable time. Sara is not the kind of woman to get upset over small matters. I like her very even disposition. Laura is in mother hen mode and is worrying over the noise and how Sara is going to get any sleep. I think we know what is on Sara's mind [Sara, who was unzipping her suitcase on the bed in the adjacent bedroom, looked up disarmingly at Laura, her expression bemused and again warm and affectionate. She stopped what she was doing and raised her arms up over her head, stretching, yawning slowly and widely, with accompanying groans and sensual sighs. It was such an artless, authentic gesture that Laura wondered if she knew how voluptuous and alluring this made her gorgeous breasts look as they rose and jutted out through her blouse while she stretched.] Of course Sara knows she is looking damn sexy stretching her body out like this with that gentle affectionate look on her face. This is confirmed with the cute sexy remark of the "Big O" or two will make her sleep like a baby. I have always liked that phrase for some reason and it is nice to find it in a story.

Again Laura is a little slower than her women in realizing that sweet lovemaking is about to commence. Laura comments that tomorrow is a workday and Sara gives her usual sassy, funny rejoinder. You continue the gentle pacing that only you really use. Other authors just don't invest the time or kilobytes to allow for the gentle pacing that you so often use like [Laura crossed the room to her. "I can wake you in the morning, when I get up to go home and change," she purred seductively, putting one arm on Sara's shoulder as a preliminary to looping it completely around her body.] Everything is so slow and sensual. There is always a time for wild passion, which is wild and exhilarating, but this in the long run is just as satisfying if not or more so. The slow build up to the nuclear explosion of passion and exctacy. Laura is cute in her eagerness to commence the lovemaking but Sara asks her to help with her unpacking, which Laura quickly helps with trying to hurry things along. Again you show Laura's basic goodness. Despite her urgent horniness she asks Sara if she wants a backrub when she is showing signs of falling into an exhausted stupor. I think here that she is ready to help Sara relax and go to sleep if that is what the fates decree. Again you show a woman going with the flow and doing what is most pleasing for her partner. Of course Sara lets Laura know that despite her tiredness she is still "randy" [Sara smirked at her sexily. "I think you just want my little black kitty, you nasty thing."]

You now throw the reader a little curve ball when you have Laura giving Sara her "pussy ring" back. Sara makes a goofy face and asks Laura where she found it and Laura tells her in the Jacuzzi but doesn't mention who found it. Now we find out that Sara can be a little mischievous and devious herself [Now Sara became sly. She turned away coyly. "That's right. I did. I thought you might be less likely to fool around while I was gone if you found it there. Just a little reminder." She grinned over her shoulder at Laura. "Am I clever or what?"] That is cute and very true for most women. We do as a rule want to mark our territory. Fortunately I have little of this in myself though I do feel tinges from time to time. It is funny to read of Laura "gulping" so to speak and trying not to show her guilt on her face. Sara left her ring as a reminder and Laura didn't even find it but one of her lover's instead. In fact, it was the finding of the ring that probably really helped the seduction of Shaniqua to occur. I love how you show how things just seem to be fated to happen. Sara left the ring as a reminder for Laura to resist temptation and instead it led to the temptation itself. I love reading these kinds of things. I try to tune myself to these kinds of events in my life.

Laura now works herself up to confessing something to Sara. Laura teases Sara about having nothing to keep her "faithful" and sings to Sara in her pretty voice some of her lyrics of love to Sara and Sara confesses that she only loves Laura and no one else is in her life. Now Laura finally confesses that she saw Sara with another woman. I have been waiting for this confession of knowledge and waited to see Sara's response. It hurts Laura recalling the obvious happiness they were sharing and how it killed her at the time. Sara is not angry at all instead she is smiling and obviously finds the situation a little humorous. She tells Laura that it was her college friend Evangelina. Sara tells Laura that she hadn't seen her but twice in eight years and that she lives on the East coast. I am so happy and thankful that Sara tells Laura that she doesn't see anything wrong with them both seeing "old friends" and having some quality time with these friends. That this time with others doesn't diminish their true love for each other. They should see these other women to keep things fresh and exciting and she won't mind if Laura sees other friends

as long as she remembers that her true love is Sara. I am so happy to read this. My only fear is Dee Dee. Dee Dee wants what Sara has and will try to get it. I like Dee Dee and want to see her continue her recovery but I hope she doesn't try to ruin things between Sara and Laura. I fear she will try. Though she is recovering physically and life wise she is still a little girl in some ways and can't stand the fact that big sis has something she doesn't. It will be interesting watching Laura trying to resist this very tempting temptress. Dee Dee is heat itself. To bad her and Sara are so jealous of each other and not more like Mavis and Brenda though in truth I have seen this jealous rivalry so many times in my life that I fully understand it.

Sara is making it clear that others are okay if it doesn't affect their relationship but stay away from Dee Dee. Laura confesses her jealous again but Sara once more reassures Laura that despite their dalliances with others that they are each other's true love. Laura sings some lyrics of loss and confesses her sense of loss and jealousy but Sara is through with this [Sara took the pussy ring from Laura's fingers. "I thought we weren't going to talk about all that any more," she said, decisively. Her face broke into a devilish grin. "Want to help me put it back on?"] Sara has put the past behind her and is ready to move on. I like Sara's very compassionate evenhanded way. Sara is a woman though fiery at times is a very wise woman. Laura is now ready to forget the past too and they quickly strip and get on the bed and embrace their sweet bodies and begin kissing, rubbing and caressing each other. In the half-light Sara confesses she got a little kick out of Laura's jealousy. It is always nice to feel wanted, plus, I know this gave Sara a little sense of revenge. When Laura gulps out her reply, Sara [Sara screwed up her face into a hilarious expression, making Laura laugh involuntarily. "Okay, cuckoo brain. I forgot. I'm sorry."] Sara just had to get in that last little zinger but does reduce the sting with her usual sense of humor. When I was very young and feisty I couldn't keep my mouth shut and would prolong needless arguments. Letting go is so much more wise and sensible like Sara and Laura are doing here.

I love how you show the mirth that true lovers have and that so few other authors even give us a glimpse of [She pinched Laura's ass with one hand, forced to slide down a little since Laura was taller than she. Laura was tempted to squeal but felt Sara's incredible firm naked breasts pushing into her stomach. Sara's breasts were by no means large, but they were larger than Laura's, and the feel of them pushing into her stomach somehow made Laura go wild with sexual craving, so much so that she forgot even to squeal.] I also get a big charge out of this paragraph because of Sara rubbing her beautiful tits on Laura's stomach. My whole stomach is erogenous zone for me. I love to feel a woman's breasts rubbing my stomach, especially when they are larger and full. I love that weight. I love to have my stomach kissed, licked, rubbed and massaged. I love that pressing down on my stomach when a woman is going down on me. It just seems like I feel all of these sweet sensations flowing from skin and through osmosis flowing into my womb filling it with warmth and sensual pleasure. When I am reaching towards the "Big O" it can really help push me over the edge rubbing and pressing down on my lower belly.

Sara starts to joke about them putting her clit ring back in but Laura is too feverish to bother with that now. She must consume Sara with sweet fucking. Laura is loving Sara like I like to love my women [Now she kissed Sara ravenously, feverishly stroking her naked body, biting her neck, pinching her large, soft nipples.] She is loving Sara completely with her mouth and hands. Only you really show this. Love the confession of Sara telling Laura that she missed and longed for this loving her entire time in Mississippi. Sara may have been in pain but she still missed and longed for her Laura. I love how you show Laura not skipping areas as she works Sara's body ["I do," Laura breathed, running her lips down Sara's neck to her shoulder, scooping up one luscious breast in the palm of her hand. "I was longing for it too."] Other authors just skip so much of a woman's body to get to the main erogenous zones. There so much more to love. Laura is usually the aggressor in their lovemaking but Sara is ready to take charge tonight and rolls Laura onto her back and insists on going first. She wants to lead the festivities for this night. Laura is only too happy to comply.

I love how you show the pleasure of just watching. Laura is thrilled to just lie back and watch Sara's full lips travel her body while kissing and caressing it with her full sensual lips. I love looking down my body while a woman loves my body especially when she is devouring my pussy. I love seeing her mouth working and feeling her lips and tongue working inside my cunt and working my clit. Making that eye contact just makes my eyes roll in the back of my head. It is neat how all the music downstairs is masking all their cries of passion. It so true how Laura is arching her back into Sara's sweet caresses and loving mouth. You now do that neat trick of having the characters explain the lovemaking without showing the reader the specifics. I always think when you use this device that it allows the reader to supply the sweet details in their mind. The reader isn't supplied any details and yet it doesn't matter [A soft, affectionate giggle arose from somewhere deep in Sara's body as she held both of Laura's small, perfect breasts in her hands. "Oh?" she teased Laura. "You like it when I suck this one? Like this?" "Oh! God, yes." "How about when I suck this one?" "Yes! God . . . yes! Don't stop!"] I don't need to be told what is happening. I can see it all in my mind's eye.

Sara is loving Laura's little doves like I love to love smaller breasts [Sara held Laura's breasts in both her hands, moving her incredibly sensual mouth from one nipple to the other and back, tonguing and sucking them and pulling them with her lips, until Laura was a moaning wreck. "Mmmmm, I'm not ever going to stop."] I love cupping a whole breast in each hand while loving them separately or together like here. Other authors just have the woman suck the nipple but you give us such sweet extra details that just make it so much more thrilling to read. Nice touch of how you have Sara sliding up Laura's body to kiss her once more after minutes of breast worship. Other authors, once they have their characters moving south they never detour from the final destination. You show how making detours is so much more thrilling and rapturous. I love Laura grabbing Sara's face with both hands to grasp Sara while drilling her tongue deep into Sara's hungry mouth. I can feel their moans reverberating through each other. You show us how slowing down to communicate adds so much. Sara with her usual mirthful joking way asking Laura if she wants her to go down on her or to use a toy. Of course to use a toy they would have to stop everything and get dressed to go to Laura's condo. She knows this won't happen but she knows the words will enflame her lover. Only you really show how we use words to excite and pleasure our women. Now we get Laura's heartfelt response [Desperate, Laura reached down and grabbed Sara's wrist, pulling up her arm, looking at her hand. "You have this, don't you? God, if you just breathe on my pussy, I'll come! You are killing me! I love you! I love the way you do it to me."] This is way beyond sweet and nothing like what I get in other stories. This dialog seems so alive and vital to me. This is the stuff I want to hear and say. This is real life dialog and communication between lovers.

Just when I am getting ready for some serious digital and tongue action you show how lovemaking is dynamic, especially when both women feel free to express themselves and direct the lovemaking [Sara looked deep into Laura's eyes, not speaking for a few seconds. The loud, hammering thunder of the music downstairs punctuated the silence. "I want to fuck you with my pussy," she finally said. "Like you did me."] Again other authors once they start down a road never deviate from the set course. Life is not like this but instead dynamic like you portray. Sara gets in position and loops a leg over Laura's and brings their sweet wet cunts together [They were looking straight at each other when their wet, warm, squishy cunts mashed together, and the electricity that flowed through their bodies at that moment was visible to each one in the other's eyes.] The great thing about cunt-to-cunt tribbing is it such an easy position to make eye contact. I love feeling my wet throbbing cunt making that sweet contact with equally dripping wet cunt flesh and feeling our groins mating and just mashing, slipping against each other while we get our rhythm set up. I love wet and love feeling our juices commingling and feeling my thighs and groin getting all slathered up.

I love reading that Laura got two more trib sessions in with Shaniqua plus many other delightful ways of fucking I'm sure. Laura is reveling in having Sara lead the fucking. Most often Joann wants to lead things but there are times when she wants me to be lead and expresses her pleasure when I lead the lovemaking, guiding Maria along in the ravishing of Joann's willing body. Dodie likes to lead and be dominant but she too from time to time wants to follow and be ravished. It is so true that intense love makes the fucking so much more satisfying. Shaniqua was a great fuck but it just can't quite match the fucking when sweet love is mingled in. Laura moans out her pleasure while grinding her cunt into Sara's rhythm. I love this position in trib fucking [She had fucked Sara this way once, with Sara flat on her back, legs high in the air, while Laura leaned forward over her, jamming her pussy down into Sara's, almost raping her with violent love, and she quickly realized this was the moment Sara had alluded to just seconds ago. Like you did me. This way—with Laura flat on her back, Sara on top, Sara grinding, Sara's luscious, shadowy breasts and swollen dark nipples swaying above Laura's body, Sara's oozing, slippery cunt lips sliding back and forth across her own, Sara's eyes looking down, pulsing, throbbing with mesmerizing sexual excitement. A damp strand of hair stuck at a slantwise angle on her gleaming forehead made her appear even more stirringly sexy to Laura, who knew that just a little of this was going to pop her cork.] I love sitting up on my lover when tribbing and grabbing a hold of one leg and placing in on my shoulder and using this as a rudder while I swirl and grind my cunt down hard onto my lover. It makes them whimper and writhe underneath me. I love swirling and then changing to a strong sweeping across her cunt hard and down. Traveling up and down the valley I have made of her legs up in the air and going back to a more sensual fucking motion. Variation makes them die of pleasure. Love the detail of sweat making a lock of hair stick to Sara's forehead and the swirling of Sara's plump breasts on her chest. I love watching a woman with large breasts riding me like this. I love seeing her breasts swirl and I can just stare and become mesmerized while lying there looking up at her beautiful body fucking me so well.

Loved the cute interaction between them when Laura cries out that she can't control it. She must come soon and Sara implores her to hold on. She wants this sweet fucking to last forever. Despite the raging fire deep in Laura's belly, Sara's encouragement enables Laura to hang for a few more moments with intense concentration. I can hold off my orgasms for a short while but if I am being stimulated it is only for a short time. I can't deny myself exctacy but for a short time. You show how we want things both ways in lovemaking. Sara is imploring Laura to hang on but she cant' bring herself to let up in her intense, hard loving lovemaking. She is lost to lust and must fuck with wanton hunger and finish Laura off now despite her pleas to the contrary. Sara must listen to her soul and body and not her mind [But not this time. No way. Sara, delirious with fuck-hunger herself, began pumping Laura more vigorously, so hard that the bed began to shake under them. Laura had her eyes tightly shut, exerting her will, trying not to come too fast, trying to wait until Sara got there too, but they fluttered open briefly. In the half light, Sara hovered over her, grinding and mashing her wet pussy down into Laura's, her luscious full breasts swaying more rapidly, swirling, her face contorted in a trance of deep sexual love, her body tense and driving with urgent lust.] I love starting slow so we can get to this heaven on earth stage of wild abandon. When our bodies are dripping with sweat and our motions are rough and urgent with fuck hunger and our bodies and bed are rocking and our breast are swirling and slapping in our wild rush towards heaven.

With the finish you make it so much sweeter with your use of adjectives and adverbs. Other authors just say basically they would be trib fucking and the basic motions while you give the extra little details of the actual fuck and then you show how the orgasms just hit and pulverize the body with sweet exctacy while other authors just have their women cry out and hump a little and collapse. They make it all sound the same while you show that each orgasm is unique onto itself [The sight of her like this, and the feel of her wet, mushy cunt lips so slick and warm-slimy with mucus against her own, sent Laura almost immediately into a wrenching paroxysm of hot coming. There was no way she could stop it. The waves roiled up inside her womb and crushed her suddenly. "Auunggghhhh!" she groaned, paralyzed for a second, then flipping and stretching spastically under Sara's driving, thrusting pelvis. "Ohhngghhh! Ungnngghaiiiiii! Auungghhh!" She came in a blazing fury. Sara was still pumping, panting, groaning, her hands on Laura's body, her own body surging and striving to achieve this stupendous release too. Suddenly, she slumped forward onto Laura, twitching and yelping softly, her flesh shuddering everywhere Laura grasped it. "Ohhnnnnnn . . . ohhnnnnn . . . ohnnnnnn!" she moaned, quivering and coming in almost a deep swoon of ecstasy, her body pressed hard into Laura's, who held her and whimpered with her.] Great details to draw the reader into the midst of this divine trib fuck and then you show how their orgasms are heavenly and yet completely different and that Sara had to strive just that little bit longer to push herself over the edge. Love you showing Sara continuing to work her groin into Laura's spastic body. I know those wild humps and rolls must have pushed Sara over the edge with her rough downward swirls meeting those sharp upthrusting groin thrusts. I know how that feels and I so fucking love it.

You continue to show the difference that orgasms can have. Laura's shockwaves have pummeled her sweet flesh and departed while Sara's rolling waves of bliss are still rolling through her clenching flesh. Laura isn't complaining. I love holding a woman to me while she is in the grip in a crushing, churning orgasm. Love feeling her body striving and feeling those moans of exctacy reverberating through her body into mine. Laura love coos to her to keep Sara going as long as possible down the road of exctacy. Now Laura does what men can't do physically with their dick and don't think to do with their mouths [Oh god, I know I can make her come again, she thought. Gently rolling Sara over and onto her back, she slipped down between Sara's yawning thighs, spreading Sara's swollen cunt open with her fingers and quickly slurping it to taste the copious nectars that her orgasm had expelled. This aroused Sara from her orgasmic trance long enough for her to look down at Laura. "Ohhhhh . . . oh Laura yes!" she half-yelped, her body arching as fresh waves of sexual heat seemed to pass through her flesh. "Yes!"] When the dynamic is right I love bringing my woman to another orgasm soon after she has just had a heavenly orgasm. I want to love her again or just after another angel of mine has fucked her to paradise. I love feasting on a cunt that has just had an orgasm because I know it will be all swollen, red and totally sopping with cunt juice for met slurp up and swallow while I quickly get to work producing more. I so love tender swollen, red, wet cunt meat.

Now the dynamic changes again with Sara pleading to Laura to love her with her fist once again. What woman can resist that kind of impassioned plea? Laura jumps off the bed and gets her ever handy baby oil. She quickly lubes her fingers up. While one can always go real slow and use your lover's juices and slowly work her cunt open it really is better to keep some baby oil or natural based veggie oil handy. I have big hands so I know to have this on hand so to speak to make the penetration loving and not hurtful. Small hands don't need as much but one should always read the situation and use lubrication and go as slow as necessary. Go as rough as your woman wants but always remember to not get carried away. You are the only author to show this. You are able to show this and make it flow right into the lovemaking like it does in real life. I guess other authors aren't really sure how to write this into the story and make it flow with the heat and thus don't try. With her hand now lubed Laura nestles down between Sara's thighs and prepares to give her lover what she craves and needs.

Other authors just say she inserted her fist while you really make it fresh and real with the loving details [Sara's small pussy was now gaping and glistening, all shiny magenta inside with juice, her thick black outer lips now puffier and plumper than usual, her hot core wet and pulpy and raw, so tempting that Laura could hardly keep her mouth from it. Sara was really wet enough for her to go ahead even without the oil, and she had fist-fucked her this way before, without it, but Laura wanted everything to go smoothly and quickly. With the oil on her fingers, they slid into the tight channel of Sara's cunt without resistance, until Laura's whole hand was inside, completely encased in the snug, warm, wet furrow.] This is fist fucking. Working your hand in, feeling that warmth move down the back of your hand until it is enveloped in your lover's warm tight cunt. I love feeling that tight heat covering my hand like a tight glove of love. I love how fisting feels on my fist but I love the reaction it produces out of my women [She glanced up to see Sara's face gripped in a fierce, almost stunned seizure of terrible pleasure. Her eyes were rolling up spasmodically, jiggling in their sockets, almost as they did in one of her funny faces, but this time swirling uncontrollably, while rough, punctuated cawing sounds came from her constricted throat. Then they stopped swirling and caught Laura's gaze.] Fisting is so intense it does produce strong reactions from your woman's body. I love seeing my women reduced to blind pleasure by my loving ministrations.

Oh yes, this is the sweet tender side of fisting [Laura, wasting no time, was gently twisting her hand inside Sara's pussy while kissing her thighs, her heaving belly, fucking her gently but insistently. "Oh yes, honey . . . oh I love your sweet sweet pussy."] That gentle pumping and twisting while you lavish kisses on her thighs, pelvis and heaving belly. I especially love kissing my woman's belly at times like this. When covered in a fine film of perspiration and heaving in passion. Sara is lost in lust and immediately starts jamming her cunt down on Laura's fist and starts the instinctive grinding of fucking, swirling her hips into Laura's thrusts. Laura remembers to use both hands and reaches up and starts to pull one of Sara's nipples adding bolts of pure pleasure. The music seems to working in time with their maniacal rhythm and Sara pleads for more ["Ohhhnn . . . ummphhggghhhh . . . oh . . . Laura!" Sara panted, her face contorted, her body straining and arching as she pushed her pussy down on Laura's hand. "Oh god . . . do it harder!" "Yes, baby, yes." "Do it . . . hard! Ungghhhh! Oh Laura . . . oh . . . I think—"] I love my woman communicating to me her needs and my desperate replies and working to do her biding.

You make a beautiful observation about how Sara is totally letting go. Fisting is a wonderful way to bind with a woman but this not something that you usually share with a more casual fuck. This is something that requires trust and that wanting to share with a person you really like and want to give them that little bit more of yourself. Sara feels totally safe and loved and now gives in totally to her fuck hunger and is jamming her cunt down hard into Laura's thrust. She is giving herself totally and opening her body and soul to Laura in total trust and love. Sara is now savage in her thrusts and the result is bliss ["Aaannnggghhhh oh Jesus ungghhh auunngghiiieeeee!" she wailed, falling backwards and thrusting up with her hips at the same time, as if trying to make the penetration even more severe than Laura was already making it. "Auungghhh!] I love surrendering myself like this and having my women letting go like this for me. Showing total trust in me knowing I would never hurt them. That I love them totally and only want their total pleasure. You capture what I always want to feel as my lover's womb explodes against my loving fist as I twist and ram it deep into her convulsing body. Pounding more pleasure from her exploding womb [Laura could actually feel the muscles inside Sara's pussy contracting around her fist, almost feel Sara's womb exploding in sharp pulsating spasms as an absolutely wrenching orgasm overwhelmed her. This time she experienced no aftershocks. The first killing blow lasted many seconds, but when it released her, she went slack and seemed briefly to lose consciousness, though Laura knew that was not true since Sara's eyelids were fluttering and her fingers twitching.] Just feeling a woman's cunt convulsing around my pumping fist is enough to make me jerk and twist with mini shocks in my belly. It feels like sympathetic love jolts of pleasure deep in my belly. Love how you show yet another variation of coming. You are simply the only author to ever show this. No other author has even attempted this. Strange.

Laura removes her hand and moves up Sara's body to give her some sugar kisses and hold her while she comes off her plateau of exctacy. Laura realizes she really hasn't loved Sara's breast, which she finds sheer perfection. When she starts to massage them and sucks a tender bulb into her mouth Sara ["Ohhhhhhh . . ." she sighed. "I'm a little sensitive, honey. Everywhere. Feels like every nerve is throbbing. Could you wait?"] For now, Laura has totally fucked her out and over sensitized her body. Sara needs to rest. Laura wants more but is listening to her lover ["I can never wait," Laura purred, nevertheless pulling back, gently rubbing Sara's soft, wet nipple with her fingertips to take away the warm spittle she had left, which she realized might begin to feel cold now. "But I will this once."] Again, never in erotica have I read of a lover removing her spittle so her lover won't get chilled. It is these nice touches that really make you stories soar. Sara has enough energy to joke about Laura trying to kill her and does her cross-eyed face. As Laura responds with a declaration of lust she sees that Sara is already fading into slumber's sweet embrace. They love coo and the music finally stops while Laura [Laura pulled the sheet and blanket up over both of them and kissed Sara's forehead, watching her in the faint light from the street a long time before lying back to sleep herself.] What a sweet way to end the story.

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Chapter 276:

I like how this chapter starts with the very embodiment of sass. That sass being the fiery Jane who calls Laura at work, which I know must have really surprised Laura. Like how she got Laura's number. I have loved Jane for her fire and passion. Jane doesn't start out with any nice platitudes or showing affection, instead she ["I found your business card in my Mama's purse," she said. "You and she been doing the Big Nasty, haven't you. I could scratch your eyes out, Laura."] Reading that puts a big fat smile on my face. I love how you are able to give some of your characters these wonderful personalities. You give us women with flaws but they are so endearing with qualities that more than make up for their "tragic" flaw. Jane doesn't come across as bitchy but instead she is cute with her teenage jealousy and fiery in your face personality. I love her and desire to bury my face in her pussy and my strap-on up her ass. I think it is cute her going into her mother's purse. I know I was guilty of that a few times when I was growing up. I felt Laura's warmth when Laura realizes that Kendra took one of her business cards off a table when leaving. This can only mean she wishes to see Laura again. The distance from each other is allowing Kendra to couple with Laura without the jealousy and rancor over Jane. When Laura tries to call Jane on her pilfer, Jane is unbowed ["Is that all you have to say?" Jane shot back. "Aren't you gonna tell me how much you've missed my pretty little black coozy? And my booty that you always want to be licking and sucking on?"] This is such a hoot to read. Sass is such a turn on as long as it is used in the right dose.

I know about Laura getting nervous about Jane's salacious comments on the phone. Sometimes when Joann calls me at work she will take "dirty" to me knowing how that completely discombobulates me. I love it but it does fluster me having her do that to me at work. Gets me all worked up for play later on, which is exactly her purpose I know. I see that Jane was innocent of any pilfer. She was only getting five dollars when she discovered the card. I bet she was like me. Eyes wide open while looking through the purse to get the money. Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction keeps her coming back. Plus, I detect the fates intervening again. If Kendra hadn't picked up a card and Jane hadn't needed some money she never would have had the means to call Laura. They are destined to be lovers and fuck gloriously. I think Jane always uses sass to cover her pain. She lets Laura knows of her hurt [What the fuck business is it of yours, Laura? Since you don't give a shit about me anyway, not any more."] I have always thought Jane uses sass and anger to mask her pain. Here she feels like Laura has abandoned her with her move to a new location and Jane not knowing about it. Of course Laura lets her know that she dearly wants to see her. Jane I notice immediately stops her haranguing of Laura when Laura confesses her adore for her. This shows me that her sass is all for show and she is longing to be in Laura's bed once more.

They start trying to arrange a time to meet. I notice that Jane wants to meet Laura as soon as possible. When she can't meet her the current day she quickly arranges a time for them to meet tomorrow. She needs Laura. I simply love Jane's sass. She mock accuses Laura of carpet munching some other woman instead of being with her and dis's Marshall for driving a rich car that has broken down. I just smile reading of Jane's fire and sass. Jane arranges for Laura to pickup her up right after school. That has such a naughty ring to it. Jane starts to wonder if Laura is still listening to her when Laura doesn't respond. Laura is off in a day dream world. Laura is reminiscing about glorious past fuckings with Jane. Laura is letting these wonderful memories wash over her and warm her. I love to just sit and think about past encounters with my women. I can just feel the echoes of past love encounters and mind blowing orgasms. I love getting that hot tingling in my pussy that gets me all worked up for heated rutting later. Whenever I have free time I just daydream about my angels and past events or lust after new angels to seduce or be seduced. I can just close my eyes and see, hear, smell and feel it. I love it. Sometimes I feel I want almost every pretty woman I meet. I guess I do, I just know I can't have them all. Sure wish I could though.

I love Laura's gulped out "yes" that she can meet her tomorrow. When the problem of getting Jane back home in time for her aunt to pick her up I noticed Jane already has the solution of using the BART system. Seems Jane has it all planned out. She is very mature and will not let herself be denied what she wants. I like this take charge of your destiny mentality from Jane. I thought it interesting Laura's thought here ["My pulse is fluttering," Laura confessed to her over the phone, wondering if it were wise to let Jane in on this fact, to give her this power.] I think most people find it hard to give that little bit away that might give someone power over you. A very human touch. With people I know and trust I don't have much of this guarded nature but with people I am still unsure about I can be very guarded. We get some more of Jane's wonderful sassiness [Jane giggled salaciously at the other end of the line. "I'm feeling just a little wet too, you nasty old lady. See you tomorrow."] Jane is so cute with her sassiness because there is no bitchiness in it. It just makes her endearing.

Now Laura gets a rude slap by the fates. Laura is floating on a sexual high with her meeting with the ravishing Jane on the morrow. As she passes Shontay's door she notices she is not there. I guess Shontay spends most of the time in her office because Laura is shocked to not see her there. It is time now for a major dose of angst. Rhonda happens to be passing by and she tells Laura that Shontay has taken a job in France. It is cool to discover that Shontay is fluent in a second language. I never heard of private schools that are run by another nation. Cool. Unfortunately, Rhonda is pretty much on target when she mentions that Shontay was [I know a lot of people didn't like her. She was kind of cold, withdrawn, aloof.] I know women like this and I tend to avoid them myself. They just leave me upset and I hate that. I know it is true though that many times this is just a screen used to protect oneself. I really admire how you show women who are frosty on the exterior are often quite different on the inside if you have the courage and perseverance to work past their defenses. You showed how Shontay and Deshona are like almost everyone else in life. They have many qualities that are admirable and quite pleasant if you can only get to know them. I so admire Laura for having the courage to do the work necessary to really to get to know these women who I found to be quite tender and showing heart tugging vulnerabilities.

I can understand why Laura immediately reflects back on their glorious last coupling [Laura just shook her head in disbelief. It hadn't been more than three weeks since she and Shontay had been lying naked, toe to toe, under the sheets at the retreat, fucking and cooing, warm and intimate. She didn't even bother to tell me, she thought. I made her pant. I made her come. She had given up sex entirely before me.] I think both Laura and I are pretty sure she is running away. Shontay doesn't have the courage to face the situation with Laura. That she can't have her all to herself. I personally don't know how she can give up this wonderful sex when she had totally given up on sex. How can you run away from the one person who was willing to penetrate your cold aloof defenses to touch the real woman inside. I fear for Shontay that she will once more go back into her frigid, alone existence. I fear Laura had not taught her yet how to reach out to others like she has helped Ada to do. I always find it sad when a person and especially a lover leaves my life. Fortunately, I have never had the body blow that Laura has received knowing that women are leaving specifically of the emotions I have aroused in them like has happened with Tamara, Ada and now Shontay. In many ways I have found their actions to be immature and childish. One should have the courage to at least not run away but to be fair, maybe that is better than fretting oneself to death like I know I would do in their shoes. I feel the same sense of loss that Laura feels here when a lover leaves for another clime [But for the rest of the day, and afterward too, Laura could not get over this sadness. True, with Shontay gone to live in France, her own life was a little less complicated. But for everything you gained, you lost a little something too.]

I love how Laura gradually puts aside her pain with thoughts of her upcoming tryst with Jane. My heart flutters with a rendezvous that is soon to happen. My pussy just quivers with happiness. I am happy that Laura can have this meeting without the crushing guilt she had experienced with past encounters with old lovers. It is simply impossible to deny myself and them these divine moments. One should have the freedom to seek happiness and pleasure as long as you're honest about it. I love reveling in Laura's happiness over Sara. Sara is that special person in her life that makes everything else even better. I am so fortunate to have such women in Joann and Maria. I love and need my other angels but they are my archangels. Sex with them is just the bomb and supremely magical. We just connect on so many levels and with so many facets of our lives. I am truly fortunate as Laura is with Sara. Like Laura though, the thought of fucking some other past angel or the sweet pleasure of a new love like Shaniqua makes my pussy melt and twitch with need and desire. I love all my angels and want them all. Just seeing an old angel or hearing her voice makes me want her and will do almost anything to have her as soon as possible. I love fucking on my own but we all believe in sharing which only adds to our pleasure.

I had to smile a little when Laura frets over the age of Jane. She is still only seventeen. That is kind of my demarcation with age. I think by seventeen unless a girl is just totally completely innocent and naïve she is ready for love. Younger than that it is almost a case-by-case basis. I was ready before seventeen but some aren't. Joann and Maria would seduce any girl I think but I just can't do that to a babe in the woods so to speak. I want some maturity in thought in my lovers. Finally, Laura gets to pickup Jane near her high school which in and of itself would make my pussy twitch with naughty pleasure. You now do something that I have come to find a glaring deficiency in other authors. You actually describe Jane. You actually talk about her. Other authors just give you a name and basic description and then that is it. You go so much further with details like this [Jane was dressed in baggy black hip-hop clothes, like the rest of the kids on the streets, which did nothing for her spectacular figure. She was, however, wearing an oversized slouch hat with the bill twisted to the side, which was devastatingly sexy to Laura.] What a novel concept it seems to other authors to tell us what a character dresses in. Jane loves to be the tough, sassy, street-smart woman and these clothes highlight this. You build up Jane's character and personality with this showing of her hip-hop dress. Now that I have experienced this in your writings I mourn its loss in other stories.

While Laura is not a big fan of the baggy hip-hop look she still compliments Jane on her innate beauty. Jane being the big tease immediately tells Laura she only wants to rip them off. Laura knows Jane likes compliments and tells her this but Jane responds [Jane gave her a droll, sexy grin. "I like it better when you rip 'em off, like I said."] I find it cute when this makes Laura grip the steering wheel with a death grip of lust while her pussy moistens. Laura then makes some small talk which other authors never do. We discover that Jane took her SAT's and found them hard (know that). Laura comments on her past experience with the SAT and thinks [Laura nodded. "I remember." She sounded to herself like an old lady. I wonder if she thinks of me that way, Laura speculated. Like an old lady.] As I get older I wonder more about this myself. I'm in my thirties now and wonder how younger women view me. I keep myself in excellent shape and my genes come from "genetically young" stock but I still worry. I have lines I didn't have in the past and everything is not quite as perky. It sucks.

Now the reader makes a wonderful discovery. Laura remarks to Jane that her mother informed her that Jane is into boys big time now. Jane sets her straight (no pun intended). Jane tells her [Jane snorted. "Shows how much she knows. She don't have a clue to what I do." She squint-smiled devilishly at Laura. "I got myself a girlfriend now. Her name is Maisie Franks, and she and I just fuck like two little squirrels every day after school. And Mama don't have a clue.] All I can say is YEAH!!! Boy did this make me happy. I remember back in high school and college when I would visit girlfriend's houses and their mother would be going on about how their little girl was so virginal and all America (i.e. straight). All the while they were spewing we would be smirking and making eye contact. Mother never knew her daughter had her face buried deep in my cunt the night before and then rubbing her cunt hard into my starving mouth. We always got a kick out of that. Jane goes on to deride her mother a little for her hypocrisy because she signs rhapsodies about cock and then runs to Laura for sweet pussy. I know some women like that. They try to hide their lesbianism and repress it until they have to have a walk on the wild side. Oh well. Wish they could just accept the fact they are bi and embrace it. Jane has gotten tired of all the male ego childishness. Of course we bring our own issues but that male ego is just so fucking childish that I hate, absolutely hate it. Thinking they are better than we are just because they are born male. I hate it. We discover that Maisie is white and totally hungry in bed. She is inexperienced but I know she is learning fast with Jane teaching her. It seems Maisie is like me and would be more than happy to share Jane with Laura. Maisie is totally free and open. I already like her. One can hope to see this coupling sometime in the future.

It is funny to read of Laura trying to keep the conversation safe and not sexually intoxicating and Jane always turns it to sex. Jane is one sexy woman. I love sexy, sassy women. I fully understand Jane having to tell Laura to let off the accelerator. Having this vixen talking to me like she does would have so much lust coursing through my veins I know my right foot would be hitting that gas pedal. When they arrive at Laura's place Jane finds it magical too. With the hills, trees and fog I always think of Middle-Earth and the first age when Gondolin still stood. Now Jane commences to attack the dear Charise. I always assumed she turned on Charise because Laura was so sweet on her. Unfortunately, her jealousy shows her tragic flaw, a mean streak. She is just so nasty in her attacks on Inky. I work with a dark skinned black woman. She has talked to me about how blacks themselves do make the distinction between dark and light skin. How sad. Jane continues to be mean when Laura tells her that Inky got pregnant. Jane is so catty remarking on how Inky was lucky to find a guy that would do her. I really hate meanness. I am not sure I could do Jane right then with all that vitriol. I give Laura credit for pleading with her to stop which Jane does. Jane does show some compassion when she commiserates with Inky when she rightly guesses that the prick left her pregnant and ran out on her. How typical. I don't think Laura buys her contrition completely ["It's so nice to see how sympathetic you are." "Better her than me, that's all," Jane shrugged again, now taking off her slouch hat as she walked around Laura's condo, inspecting it. "This is cool."] I can understand Jane's thinking. Being a teenager on your own with a baby is about as tough as it gets.

Jane quickly works her way to Laura's bedroom. She isn't going to waste any of her limited time. You now give us some more nice visual details that other authors for some strange reason don't give [In the early days of their relationship, Jane had worn her hair in a style featuring long, ropey ringlets, very long, that hung and swished down the sides of her face, descending nearly to her shoulders. Laura's pussy would get hot and wet even from looking at them. Now she had changed it, however, into cascades of long curly strands, very much like the style Dee Dee wore, except without the dark bronze streaks.] Even without the photos you allow the reader to form a good picture of Jane. You draw the reader in with these wonderful details. You show your love for your women while other authors just keep their creations characters in a short story. Ultimately, not very satisfying.

I have to smile again with Jane's enthusiasm for new erotica adventures [Jane's dark eyes sparkled with mischief. "I want to know where your secret drawer is. The one where you keep the fun stuff."] She is a young woman after my own heart. She embraces the pursuit of new pleasures. I love it that she has learned to have the wisdom to seek her own pleasure. The world often tries to repress us women to keep us under the control of the male world. I guess it has been that way since the beginning of time. Jane's wild enthusiasm infects Laura and she grabs Jane with a cry of passion. I love how Jane quickly slides her tongue deep into Laura's mouth. She knows how to take and give pleasure. You now do something I'm not sure I have read before. You list out the way lust can have different flavors and resonances [Laura was feeling a kind of smoking, steaming, urgent lust she had not felt for a while. Her recent sex with Shaniqua had been slow and seductive; with Sara, sensual and emotional, almost in slow motion; with Kendra, Jane's mother, supremely physical and athletic. But at this moment it was as if she were consumed by flames flaring and crackling inside her body. She had to have Jane immediately. No delay.] You are the only author to really show these variations. Most stories are just straight ahead wild out of control lust. This is definitely one face of lust but there are so many others that only you and one other author explore and she does

not do it anywhere near as well as you. Again, other authors should study your stories for the art of nuances.

I love reading of the fire flowing through Laura's veins. A fire she hasn't felt since her early days with Karen and Yvette. She wants to rip Jane's clothes off and just consume her. I know what that fire feels like. You just want to consume your lover. As usual you show Laura communicating her desire ["I want you . . . god, I want you . . ."] So often, other authors have their lovers making love in silence. No communicating or expressing of feelings or desire. You now have mirth with Jane teasing Laura that she is worse than Maisie with her horniness. Now you do something I know I have never read in erotica. The playfulness of lovers. Jane wiggles out Laura's embrace and they play a game of cat and mouse. Jane wants Laura to pursue and catch her prey. You are simply the only author to capture lovers at play. Not until Jane is backed up to the bed and falls on it does Laura capture her prey. Now you make my pussy twitch and ass clench with ["You're being a naughty girl," Laura teased her back. "I might have to spank you, if you don't watch out." Jane, her body awkwardly lying across half of the bed, glowered

up at her, but playfully. "You wouldn't dare."] It has been a while since we have gotten a delicious ass whipping. I can't wait!!!!

It is so true how you mention that once the idea of a whipping is mentioned Laura immediately feels the fire ignite deep in her pussy. Once this dynamic comes up with me I am ready to give and especially receive. I love to have my ass whipped and made hot with fiery pleasure and pain. Laura rightly observes that Jane has an ass that was designed for love and spanking. Laura observers that she is a sucker for Jane's rump [Jane was right, as she had earlier said, that Laura always wanted to kiss and stroke and lick and nibble it. And fuck it, Laura thought, with happy, exciting guilt.] With an ass like that I feel exactly the same. That is an ass made for my loving tongue and fingers. All I can do is smile when they play wrestle across the bed and Laura finally gets her hand down Jane's pants and squeezes an ass check through Jane's panties. I would be thinking I am getting closer to paradise. You now describe the wonderful odor of excited pussy filling the air. I love to smell our bedroom filling with the smell of hot wet excited pussy. It fuels my desire to a fever pitch. I simply love the smell of my excited cunt and that of my lover. I love to have our smells commingling and filling the room. When I masturbate I love smelling my cunt and tasting it.

Now Jane shows me that innocence that touches me [Jane suddenly grew solemn, her big dark brown eyes wide and innocent. "Oh god, Laura, that feels good."] Laura is prepping Jane for her spanking with some pinches of her ass. I love how you show the details of their play and coming ass whipping [Meanwhile, Laura was pulling down Jane's pants with her other hand, then with both. "I'm going to spank you on your bare ass," she hissed playfully, quickly pulling them down around Jane's knees, then going for her panties. Jane pretended to resist, but Laura could tell her heart wasn't in it. She wildly enjoyed Laura's passion for her beautiful young body. Even though she scooted backward on the huge mattress, Laura was right on top of her again, tugging her panties down around her knees too.] I love having Joann, Dodie or Natalie telling me that I have been a bad girl and then stripping me for my ass blistering. It makes me weak kneed and completely wet. Laura revels in the beauty of Jane's dark flesh as it becomes exposed. I love to see my lover's skin become visible to me. I feel like I am exposing paradise. I so love to kiss, stroke, nip and suck skin as I expose it. I then love to rub my cheek lightly against their skin. Feeling all those baby hairs. Laura has to be careful to not let Jane's thighs and festering cunt distract her from her goal. Like Laura, I love women of color. I love the Latina with her brown skin, which is so beautiful when slicked with sweat, and their hair is matted with sweat.

Laura continues with her threats and tells Jane she is "going to fuck" Jane which makes Jane a little gaga eyed [Jane froze briefly, her eyes rolling up a little, her breath short. "God, Laura, I love the way you talk. It gets me so excited. Nobody talks to me like that but you."] Words are such a powerful aphrodisiac. I love how you show both of them getting into the game [Gnashing her teeth and grinning with feigned anger, Laura lunged toward her. "I'm finished talking, young lady." Again Jane broke into laughter, enjoying the threats and the chase, but this time she let herself be caught easily. She looked coyly over her shoulder at Laura, who was already rubbing the flat of her hand across the incredible round black moons of Jane's ass.] Jane is ready now for her first love whipping. I think Maisie will be working her right hand a lot in the near future. Jane coyly remarks that things would go better if she were naked. Laura quickly strips her noting how beautiful Jane's chemise is. I love how a chemise just caresses a woman's skin and her breast. It highlights the contours and especially the nipples, [Under it she was wearing a thin white chemise, and through it Laura could see the round, bulging circles of Jane's black nipples. Somehow this, to her, was almost sexier than seeing them exposed. The way the thin cloth showed and hid them both was wildly arousing.]

Now that Jane is naked Laura revels in her dark skin. She is not as black as her Inky but darker than her mother. Laura marvels at her sleek hard thighs and rippling stomach muscles, which make her think of pussy rubbing on them. One can hope! She is still just a teenager and her ass is tight and breasts are upswept and firm. Ah, to be so young again when the body is just toned by its very nature. I love making love to a teenager or woman in her early twenties and revel in such sweet young flesh. Jane makes a show of removing her chemise and I love how you have your women throwing their clothes aside [Jane began to pull it up slowly, enjoying Laura's slavish scrutiny, until one of her hard young breasts popped out, then the other. It was all Laura could take, and she quickly reached out to help, pulling the flimsy piece of cloth up hastily over Jane's head and tossing it back across her own shoulder.] This has happened in so many of my encounters and I have never read any other author write this. Again, I find this to be a little strange.

Laura immediately wants some of Jane's beautiful breasts and Jane teases her for being so randy and she is ready for her whipping. Again you show the give and take of lovers in directing their lovemaking. Laura [Laura sat up, realizing too that she was spoiling the game, deviating from the plan. "I am," she said, suddenly stiffening with mock anger. "Lie down, young lady."] I love you showing your lovers getting into their love games. I love the mirth you show in your lovemaking. Laura tells Jane to lie down and Jane mock refuses and Laura pushes her down. I like that picture of Jane clenching her ass cheeks in anticipation of that first blow. Sometimes my woman will delay it making me die waiting for it. Sometimes they will act like they are and I will squeal even though they don't make contact. I love the game. Laura gazes down on the perfection with her eyes and desire to kiss and love maul Jane's wonder ass checks. I know that feeling of wanting to do everything. I usually try to focus on what my woman wants. Laura now starts the show with a resounding impact [She raised her hand farther up, above her head, then dropped it fast, giving Jane's naked bottom a fierce whack on both cheeks with the flat of her palm, though the palm itself caught one cheek more fully than the other. It made a loud slapping sound, and Jane squealed. "Aiieeeee!"] When spanking I love feeling that recoil in my hand and hearing my woman squeal and jump with my resounding slap.

Laura starts to blister her rear end and Jane does what I do in this situation ["Aiieeee!" Jane squealed again, her body jumping a little. She looked back over her shoulder at Laura, her eyes watering. "Laura, you shit, that hurts!"] I love squealing and pleading for mercy hoping I get it even harder. Makes my cunt melt with my hot juices. You show how this is all still a game where pain is only for pleasure [In truth, she had no desire to really hurt Jane, but she could feel, as she knew Jane could, the sexual heat and frenzy ratcheting up sharply. Even though it hurt a little, she knew Jane was deriving a great sexual thrill from it, and the faster Laura spanked her, as she now began to do, the more Jane squirmed and moaned and squealed with happy excitement. "Ohhnnnn . . . ohnnnnnn!" she moaned, twisting, making her glossy dark body even more alluring to Laura. "Oh god . . . aiieeeee! Laura . . . ungghhhh! Stop! Ahhnnggg! Oh shit! Oh god . . . you doing it too hard, Laura! Aiieee!"] You give your woman as much as she wants until you hear the gurgling of passion and cawing of need burbling from her whimpering throat. Joann and Dodie really crave hard blisterings when they are in sub mode. They whimper and plead like Jane here but if I lighten up in concern they turn and glare at me until I am ounce more blistering their ass and upper thighs. I love hearing those groans and mock curses. I love seeing Dodie's ass turning cherry red and Joann's brown skin turning darker. They whimper and their cunts just gush and they make such huge wet spots.

I like how you show Laura slowing some and massaging Jane's ass checks between whacks. Loving and soothing the checks before another resounding whack. Women just love this. What a cool observation you make with the involuntary parting of Jane's thigh during her spanking. This is so true. The body showing her true desires. I love seeing my lover's thighs parting and seeing her cunt seam revealed all swollen and wet. Knowing I have made it that way. Another thing I like is to set her in my lap so I can spank her like a little girl. That way I can feel her juices when they start to flow. I love having my thighs all slavered up with her streaming juices that my spanking is causing. You comment again on the smell of excited pussy filling Laura's head with its heady scent. You also comment that Jane is black enough that you can't see any evidence of her spanking. You sure can feel the heat in her cheeks when you love rub them. Laura's spanking has produced the desired effect ["Ohhnnnnn . . . oh Laura! Ohhnnnnn . . . oh Laura!" Jane gasped, looking up at Laura now with pure sex, pure need to be fucked and

hard, in her eyes.] This is what I live for, making my woman needy and then satisfying her need.

You always show the diversions of lovemaking. Laura is ready to stop her love spanking and truly begin loving Jane. First she runs her fingers down Jane's ass crease and teases her anus, which I know must have sent a jolt through Jane. Now Laura reaches for nirvana [plunging her whole hand lower and thrusting her fingers into the wet soupy hair-tangled mess of her melting pussy. Jane immediately began gyrating her bottom back into Laura's wrist, pushing her flooding pussy back into Laura's fingers.] I love reaching my woman's cunt and finding it a soupy mess, swimming in love nectars. Jane whimpers and encourages Laura on with her finger fucking. She needs it harder and deeper. I so love pounding my fingers up my woman's tight cunt. Laura now enters that quandary zone on how you want to love your woman. Laura wants to fuck her with a strap-on but knows she can't break this delicious rhythm. I like how you show Laura gauging Jane's body. Laura still wants to play and knows that if she increases her assault with her mouth that Jane will come before she wants her too. Laura now adjusts her assault to prolong their mutual pleasure [I don't want her to come yet, Laura thought. They had a very limited time to share, and Laura wanted to extract every last ounce of sexual pleasure for both of them from it. I want to fuck her and fuck her and not let her come until I'm finished fucking her.].

Now you show that sometimes it just doesn't matter what you do, your woman is going to come. This is something lesbians have to worry about, their woman coming too quick. I have known so many het women that would die for this problem. Sometimes you work your woman up so well that you simply can't take her back down [But Jane was taking care of this by herself. She was keening and flexing and mewling, and Laura knew she was going to have a powerful orgasm in just seconds.] When I sense this I do what Laura does here and turn the heat up to maximum for a devastating orgasm. Laura gives into her lust and rewards herself for all her hard work [Giving in to her urge, Laura fell on Jane's beautiful gleaming black buttocks with her mouth and the fingers of her free hand, caressing them as well as sucking them and biting them in a frenzy of sexual passion, pulling them apart, stabbing her tongue into the dark, moist crack between them, wriggling it deep until the tip of her tongue found Jane's little wrinkled rosebud. At this touch, Jane's body leaped slightly upward, and she whinnied softly. "Ohhnnyyaiiee!"] I love rewarding myself with my woman's sweet asshole with my hungering tongue. I like the reaction of Jane. I too jump when I get that first touch on my asshole when I am not really expecting it. I love that first jolt and knowing that soon that tongue will be snaking up my rectum.

Things progress quite nicely I think and quickly. I love how you show the racketing up of the heat until the configuration occurs. Laura is rubbing Jane's cunt, which Jane instinctively swirls her hips and cunt into. I love swirling my cunt into ramming fingers. Now Laura stops for a moment to pry open Jane's tight buns to get her tongue into its snug home up Jane's tight asshole before returning her fingers to pistoning Jane's cunt. I love feeling a wet tongue working my sphincter and then feeling it push through. I love that softer feeling of a tongue and feeling it working around my asshole and up my rectum. Doing anal I love working my tongue in and curling it to help me work through and then fluttering it around once inside or thrusting while I tongue fuck her asshole. Yum!! I love the detail of Laura looking up over Jane's rump and catches Jane's eyes as she looks back over shoulder to catch that magical moment when the orgasm first hits and see that first flash of rapture which so often looks like pain, but what such sweet pain it is. I love seeing the face freeze and the eyes going glassy. After Laura sees paradise on earth she gets back to work like I would be trying to add to the pleasure. Laura once again starts pistoning her tongue deep in Jane's by now spasming asshole. I love feeling a sphincter gripping my tongue during orgasm having to work my tongue through its clinches of bliss.

Jane gives a full throated scream, which I love to produce in my women and revel in when I hear them filling our love nest. I love how you show Laura continuing to ram her tongue up Jane's spasming asshole [She burrowed her face into the sheet, shimmying her gorgeous, tight round ass back and up into Laura's face, gurgling and groaning and shuddering as several huge orgasmic waves shook her taut body. Laura kept tongue-fucking her anus as heatedly as ever through this firestorm of coming, until Jane was merely quivering and moaning and whimpering, a total wreck, though her body had slowed it's furious convulsions.] I love continuing to fuck my woman until I can't wring any more pleasure out of her convulsing body. I always want to give the absolute best pleasure possible. Jane croaks out her bliss and you show how things wind down from the heights of orgasmic bliss [By now Laura was not fucking the tiny, snug aperture with her tongue so much as licking and probing it tenderly, while her greasy fingers in Jane's pussy were caressing the gooey furrow with soft affection. She lifted her face out of the crack between Jane's lovely dark buns, smiling at her.] I love bringing things down slowly getting in my last licks and feeling all the last convulsions of pleasure and feeling her juices smearing and coating my fingers for me to lick and share with my lover. I find almost all women love their juices ounce you get them past the brainwashing they have

about it.

I agree with Laura complaining that Jane came to quick. I have that problem all the time. I never want to stop my feasting. Unless I am trying to tease and thus prolong the pleasure of love torture, I do work to give my women quick and shocking orgasms and thus I am always wishing for more dining time. Love that humor only you show when Laura works hard to get her teeth into Jane's rump to give a nice hard love nip and Jane mock complains that Laura is too rough. She loves every love nip just like me. Jane recovering gets up which displays her wonderful young body. Jane is already ready to sass and tease and calls her "old lady" and that she looks like she wants more black kitty. This energizes Laura who jumps Jane and wrestles her down and tells Jane to kiss her. Jane being the hungry sexual animal she is kisses Laura to taste her ass in Laura's mouth. I love how you show lovers twining [For nearly a minute they kissed wetly, hungrily. Jane was clearly not satiated by her cataclysmic and very quick climax. She clutched and rubbed against Laura's flesh as hungrily as Laura clutched hers.] I so love feeling my

lover's whole body pressing and rubbing against mine.

As they kiss, Jane shows her consideration and sass at the same time ["You didn't come yet, Laura," Jane panted into her ear. "You want to come first, before you fuck me again? I know you can't get enough of my pretty black booty."] Got to love that girl. Laura comments that she thinks that Jane could make her come by sucking on her lower lip. What a nice seed to plant. Jane swarms all over Laura rubbing, licking and kissing Laura. Laura notices that fucking everyday with Maisie has increased Jane's skills with daily practice. That is the kind of practice I like. Jane rackets up the heat when she assaults Laura's nipples and Laura croaks out that she can't hold out for her lip being sucked and this goads Jane into action. She slides up and grabs a hold of Laura's lower lip with her mouth while working her fingers into Laura's cunt. I love to have my mouth kissed while fucked and having my lips sucked and pulled on during fucking makes me whimper with fuck need. Sort of like this ["Anggh . . . anghhh!" Laura groaned, unable to close her mouth, but feeling her body suddenly leap alive with frantic sexual urges. "Oungghhh gawggghd ungghh!"] Love that not being to close my mouth and just moaning out my pleasure through my open lips. Love having my movements restricted like this.

Another thing only you show is a lover working to encourage her lover on ["C'mon, Laura, you gon' do it now," Jane panted, briefly releasing her lip, speaking so low that her breathy voice was nearly inaudible. "I know you gon' do it."] This so helps a woman to reach orgasm. Jane works Laura until she has a monstrous orgasm that only you truly capture in the world of written erotica [Her eyes rolled up, but she felt Jane suck her lower lip into her mouth once again, and begin to pump Laura's pussy harder with her hand. Then suddenly the world went black. A hot, gushing climax finally burst from Laura's tight, clenching flesh, a molten geyser of coming that left her cawing and surging off the mattress, her hips shuddering as the explosive spasms rocked her. "Unnmmmnngghiieeee!" she squealed, as Jane released her lip and concentrated more on trying to hold on to Laura's flipping body. "Anngghhh! Ohnnnngg! Ohh! Ohh!"] Other authors speak of the initial scream and some flipping but that is it and that is not an orgasm supreme. Only you talk about the pelvis pushing into the air and quivering and the rolling of eyes. Plus, you are the only author to use all these wonderful word pictures that so perfectly capture a body being rent by rapturous pleasure that borders on seeming pain. Ah, but such sweet pain that only you capture. I truly thank you for this gift you give to your readers.

Laura comes down slowly from her orgasmic high and they softly communicate. I like the banter about Jane's spanking [Jane frowned and rubbed her naked ass with the same two long, tapering black fingers. "Hurt like hell, you bitch," she smiled. "Wow, made my pussy wet. Still hurts, though. You spank hard. My mama never whopped me any harder than that."] Jane is just so damn cute with her sass. Jane soaks up all the compliments about her perfect ass. A woman so loves to be complimented. Jane tells Laura ["Nobody ever did that to me but you. What you did with your tongue. It's nasty, but it sure makes a sista quiver."] Truer words were never spoken. Jane has had enough post coital time and is now ready for the next round and asks Laura where the "toys" are. It is time to rock. It is cute watching her sweep her hands under Laura's bed looking for the goodies. It is cute seeing Laura self censor herself when she goes to the drawer. She won't let Jane come near because she knows she would be drawn to the implements that she and Karen shared. Apparently she is right in her summation ["Awww!" Jane groaned in disappointment. "I want to see everything, Laura. I want to choose the wildest, hottest thing you got."]. She is really trying to leave those days behind.

It is cute reading about Laura wanting to use the double headed dildo on her darling Jane but wants Jane to have free choice so she grabs both and hides them behind her back while Jane sits on the bed and frets in not being able to see the magical drawer. I have always loved how you caress your women when there is no actual sex happening. You use gentle words to really make these women glow like Maddie Hayes in Moonlighting [She closed the drawer and took them, along with the harness, back to the bed and sat next to Jane. Even though they had just fucked exuberantly, Laura was again overcome by the fresh, almost innocent thrill of sitting naked next to this astonishingly desirable young girl, letting her eyes caress Jane's gleaming black skin and sleek flesh, letting them linger briefly on Jane's large, shiny black nipples that she so loved and had yet to taste during this visit.] Gentle and subtle can be so powerful. Jane gets wide eyed when she sees Laura's cocks and it is obvious that soon her love holes will be invaded by the dual penetrator ["Don't tell me where this one goes," she said, giving Laura a salacious grin, running her fingertip along the curve of the lower shaft. "Where your tongue just was, right?"] Oh yeah, some delicious fucking is about to commence. I love how Jane just embraces new sensations and sexual adventures. She so reminds me of myself. She needs good hard fucking and a lot of it.

I like how you are so willing to show the digressions of lovers. Almost all other authors, when they show something like a strap-on they ALLways plow straight ahead with that. You show how lovemaking can take so many paths. Laura needs some more of Jane's lovely doves. You now do that thing that makes Jane so vulnerable and loveable. If Jane was all sass without these gentle touches she wouldn't be near as loveable [Jane smiled and lowered the double penetrator, putting it beside them on the bed, looking down at Laura's pale fingers on her dark young breasts. She had turned suddenly pliant and submissive. With little encouragement from Laura, she lay slowly back, letting Laura effortlessly rise over her, still holding Jane's naked breasts in both hands.] I love seeing Jane showing her loving gentle side to Laura. Her fire makes her sexually alluring and her vulnerability makes her loveable. Jane announces her desire to be fucked by the two-headed monster while Laura coos over her desire to consume Jane's titties. I love how you always describe your women's voices become clotted and thick with need. I love hearing my women's voices becoming hoarse with need. I know I am doing my job when I hear that. Love the cute interchange between Jane saying she dies from Laura's ministrations and Laura tells her that she going to make her "live". That is so cute to read.

I keep on loving how you show real lovemaking and not just go through the motions that everyone else goes through [With Jane watching intently, Laura began kissing every part of her smooth upper body, licking her shoulders, snaking her tongue into the spooned shallows below Jane's sculptured clavicles, kissing her way down between Jane's marvelous, small, beautifully proportioned breasts. Again she cupped them loosely in her hands, feeling Jane's swollen black nipples push into her palms, even feeling the small hardening center nubs pushing up from the soft, silky surrounding areolas.] This is true sensitive lovemaking. This is the real deal. Laura continues to work her magic, kissing and licking that secret crease underneath a woman's breast and worrying the nipple without taking into your mouth and working your magic on it. Of course this driving Jane wild with need. Finally Laura gives in and takes that silky nipple into her mouth and tongue bats it with nice sucks. Now you besot me with those breast worship details that so fill me with dreamy feathery feelings [She bunched the firm balls up in her hands and methodically love-assaulted the pointing black cones of Jane's glossy, wet nipples, licking them sensually, sucking them, holding them lightly between her teeth and pulling, sucking them into her mouth again, harder this time, lashing them with her tongue. Soon Jane's thick nipples were shiny and wet and stiff and springy, and Jane herself was cooing and moaning and twisting frantically.] This is how I love and how I want to be loved and only you give it to me and I really thank you for that. I like how Jane asks for some more breast worship before the main show ["Just keep sucking," Jane panted, her eyes fiery now with sexual need. "Suck . . . and then fuck."] I love for a woman to communicate her needs to me.

Finally Laura reduces Jane to raw need and she is pleading to be fucked and desperately grabs the double penetrator and shakes it at Laura trying to get Laura to fuck her. Now you show how lovers communicate and showing their desires. Jane is pleading for immediate dildo action but Laura asserts her need to taste Jane's sweet pussy. Sometimes you have to negotiate and lead the loving where you need it. It is hard to deny yourself sweet tender cunt meat when you haven't tasted it for to long. I so need to have my women's sweet cunt in my loving mouth and greedily swallowing her love juices. Love that detail of Jane whimpering with need when Laura parts her cunt lips with her fingers to get at her treasures. She needs it and needs it bad. As you give us perfect breast worship you give us perfect pussy slurping [Laura was too busy licking to respond. Jane's pussy was an exquisite dark pink juice flower, edged in wet, glossy, wavy black lips that Laura was now caressing from top to bottom on both sides with the tip of her tongue, running it slowly up and down them and luxuriating in the tart flavor of Jane's cunt nectars as they slid across her taste buds. She loved Jane's pussy and had always loved it, this almost perfect wet pink mouth of love, so much a magnet to her thrusting

tongue. In seconds she was tongue-fucking Jane with hungry sensuality, listening to her whimper and gurgle and groan.] This I do mean completely, you are the ONLY author to describe a woman's vagina. This is so strange that authors, even other female authors, never describe their character's love flower, which is just so damn weird.

I like how you show Laura not having to worry so much about Jane coming again too quickly. Most times I need that first orgasm to just take the edge off. Still you show Laura being a woman in that she closely observes Jane to make sure she doesn't come to quickly. A man simply doesn't care. They only worry about their needs. Women by our nature place our partner's need above our own. Now you give the actual details of pussy worship. Other authors talk in passing of sucking the clit and stabbing in of one's tongue but they just don't give the details in the sweet flow you do. The working from the love hole, up to the clit, teasing it out of its tent, spreading the lips open with fingers. Other authors will give a detail of this but you pleasantly inundate us with these details that just washes over the reader with such a sweet tide of pleasure. I so love your details of dining on sweet tender cunt meat [Laura was in a sweet sexual delirium, sucking and licking this exquisite pussy exuberantly but also in a controlled, skillful way, determined that Jane would get as much intense pleasure out of it as she herself was getting, and yet careful not to make her come prematurely. For several minutes they kept up this loving struggle, Jane whimpering and writhing, Laura slipping her arms under Jane's sleek thighs and holding her hips steady while she sucked and slurped the girl's delicious, inflamed wet slit with increasing heat and hunger.] Such sweet details. I especially like the detail of looping your arms under your lover's legs and grasping a hold of her hips and feeling that tension and thrusting up against my restraining grip. I love feeling that tension building and knowing I put it there, well, maybe with help. Of course you show Laura continuing to closely monitor Jane to make sure she doesn't pop before Laura can work her double penetrator into her aching love holes.

Another nice detail of only having the sounds of labored breathing and the sounds a straining body makes as it quakes and thrusts around on a bed and how the sound of a bed being worked makes. I feel exactly like Laura here, the more I dine, the deeper I want to thrust my tongue and fingers and the deeper I want to press my face into her cunt. I want to feel her vulva flaring around my hard pressed in mouth. Finally, Jane can't take anymore and tells Laura she is going to pop. Laura coyly asks her if is she is ready to be fucked which can only further inflame her passion. Laura quickly gets strapped in and lubes her anal invader for love. I always love that detail of taking your lubed finger and working it up past that sphincter and seeing that pained look that so quickly turns to pure, pleasure. I so love to rotate my fingers and flutter them while working that asshole open for my cock. I love how Jane looks down at Laura's finger plunging up her asshole as. Laura fans the flames by asking Jane if she is ready. Of Course She Is!! I love you showing Laura using words to inflame her lovers.

You now show so well how you insert your dildo into your lover's cunt and her ass. That using of a hand to guide and position and then slowly working that lower appendage into the resistance of a sphincter that is aching to be penetrated and pierced. This is what I love to do with my double penetrator [Laura held the dildo apparatus firmly in her right hand and guided both stalks up until the gristled, thicker top one was almost touching Jane's puffy, swollen black cunt lips. Knowing that the upper shaft would slide easily into Jane's oozing slit, she dropped her fingers to the lower one, holding it steady, pressing the tip into the groove of Jane's anus that she had just opened with her fingers. Getting the head of it lodged in that small entryway was half the battle, and now she pushed forward with her hips, slowly sliding both long stalks into Jane's body. "Ahhnnnnnn!" Jane moaned as the two thick poles slid into her ass and pussy.] What I so love about this type of dildo is the unison of invasion. Feeling my cunt and asshole being impaled in perfect time is just so fucking intense. I can just feel arrows of pleasure shooting back and forth

between my cunt and asshole. I love any kind of penetration and this is just so rad. Regular dildos just can't match this dynamic of perfect synchronization. When using, I love that feeling of resistence from that asshole as I watch my other cock invade her hot wet slit.

Love the sounds of pain and pleasure emanating from Jane and Laura cooing to her love and support as she starts to bury her cocks into Jane's willing, yearning body. Laura continues to use words to inflame Jane's lust and it so works ["Oh yes! Unhhhhhhh! Yes . . . Laura!"] Laura gets up for some leverage and starts to work her cocks into Jane. I like how you show so much more than just the fucking. Other authors would just say that Laura is fucking Jane with her strap-on while you have Laura running her hands all over Jane's body, stroking, squeezing, cupping Jane's body. She pinches and rolls Jane's nipples and all this time she is observing the pleasure crossing Jane's beautiful face. I so love to watch my woman and see her pleasure. I derive so much sympathetic pleasure from watching another woman in pleasure. I love how you describe Laura stroking her cocks in and out of Jane's willing flesh. I can just see that cock pressing into Jane's asshole and see it clutching it on the outstroke. Yum!! This is what I long to see when using my strap-on cock [Jane's head would loll to the side, her sensual mouth would tighten, her eyes would glaze over briefly, and a soft, constricted squeaking sound would caw and scratch in the bottom of her throat as she stiffened, feeling both large shafts push up into her impaled cunt and asshole.]

Now Jane's body is instinctively responding to her penetration. She is beginning to swirl her pelvis up into the strokes. One can't help but swirl you pussy up into that cock plunging into your cunt. I so love thrusting my cunt into the strokes. I always want to increase the power and friction as much as possible. That swirling really helps increase friction. I love getting my pelvis up thrusted to allow my cunt to really be pounded by a good hard het fucking. Of course Laura keeps encouraging her verbally and all Jane can do is whimper and ["Ummngghrrganngghh! Oh yes . . . Laura . . . yes!"] Music to my ears. I love seeing my woman getting more excited and thrashing like Jane is. Feeling my own clit being worked by my strap-on as I work into my woman. As I have made very clear I love getting me and my lover all lathered up thus I really, really, really love this detail [On top of that, all this frantic, aroused struggling had resulted in a thin coat of sweat all over her naked body, which gave her smooth black skin a fine sheen that made her more desirable than ever to Laura, who even dipped her mouth down occasionally to lick it off Jane's tense arms and round, gleaming shoulders, and even from her swollen black nipples.] I love seeing sweat running in rivulets off my love and see it pool in shallows if she isn't moving around too much. Joann, Maria and I all sweat like pigs when we are fucking and love to rub our slicked bodies together and lick it off like you show here and seeing our hair all matted and sticking to our foreheads and back.

I just want to say again that you give us the real deal when you describe strap-on sex. You do this by the details. I have stopped reading a lot of the stories out there because they simple don't give any details. They will talk about strapping on a strap-on, and then say they penetrate their woman and then just say they are fucking, with maybe a description of doing it with a frantic or animalistic frenzy. But the problem is that is basically it. That is not really much to go by. I could use that to know the basic act if I didn't know it but it would be like okay, but where is the pleasure being described. Why do these women do this sex act? Other authors leave everything up to the reader when they don't provide any details and that is so empty when I can compare that to this [For her part, Jane was really in a deep, elemental, almost animalistic trance of sex, groaning and grunting and grimacing as Laura continued to fuck her with sure deliberation, more rapidly now, more sharply, sinking the two fierce shafts deep into her ass and pussy with each forward thrust. Jane couldn't even talk any more to Laura, or even gasp incoherent words. Her eyes, whenever her eyelids fluttered open for a second, were streaked with flames, and her pelvis now churned frantically up into Laura's inward plunging. "Unhhh! Unhhhh! Annrrghh!"] Figuratively speaking, I am thinking, "ah ha, know I know why you fuck with a strap-on. Why, because it is fucking GREAT. You give the details to make this obvious.

Things are working to the end game and Laura is now having to use her hand to make sure Mr. One Eye stays on course. Jane is now moaning out what I want to feel when I am getting stroked by a nice hard cock or more ["So deep . . ." Jane panted, her face contorted in a preliminary agony of bliss that foreshadowed the shocking climax that was only seconds from obliterating her. "So deeeep! Ungghhh! So . . . deeeeep!"] I want to feel my belly and rectum being punched hard and deep with my loving invaders. Now the configuration has arrived [Jane's body stopped gyrating. She was suddenly seized by a stiffening, overpowering jolt, a fierce shock that seemed to crush her from within. Her voice was throttled, pinched off in her throat, and her arms flipped spastically beside twitching body on the sheet, her knees jerking awkwardly in the air as she began to come in violent spasms. Laura stopped thrusting, leaning forward and grasping Jane's shuddering body in her arms, embedding both cocks deep in her and embracing her as the climax shattered her. "Oh honey . . . oh honey, yes, come hard, come hard . . ." she panted into Jane's ear, feeling the enormous shockwaves roll through and wrench Jane's quivering flesh.] Sigh, this is why we fuck, to feel this divine rapture ripping through our cunt and womb to explode through our veins and whitting our brain out with killing rapturous pleasure. I so love and cherish the details of twitching, thrashing arms and knees kicking in the air in helpless loss of control due to killing pleasure. I so love what Laura does here, crushing Jane to her so she can feel the killing spasms and feel that heated, sweaty body pressed to mine, sliding our sweaty bodies against each other. I so love feeling a sweaty body slipping and sliding against mine. When you are really heated up, you will slide together even while gripping tight due to all that delicious sweat dripping from our straining bodies. I love Laura holding those cocks deep in Jane's body. I love that impaled feeling while I am coming. I know that is good for an extra killing spasm or two.

Then you give me a wonderful detail that I have never, ever seen in erotica. That continuation of an orgasm. Jane can sense that her body is capable of yet more pleasure and with another woman you know she will help you get the extra brass ring. Jane grasps Laura to herself and they strive for more which is just so fucking beautiful to read and experience with these lovely women [Laura could feel yet another hard shock seize her body, and Jane arched her back, squeezing Laura's hips with her thighs fiercely as a sharp spasm rocked her. "Oh Laura! Press me to you! Ohhhhhh . . . press me to you! Arrnnggghghhh!" Laura was already pressing their sweaty, naked bodies together as close as they would go, and yet in response to Jane's wild, desperate appeal she gripped her spasming body even tighter, almost crushing her, again ramming the two dildos deep into Jane's body to help her through this last, shattering wave of coming. Jane quivered, sighed deeply, and then began actually to whinny softly as the last waning currents of a second electrifying orgasm began to dissipate. Soon she had stopped moving under Laura, and stopped moaning and whinnying too, and the only indication that she was still alive was her faltering, erratic breathing.] In microcosm this is really what lesbian loving is all about. Women striving and being completely in tune with each other and reaching the heights of pleasure that only women can achieve together. Only women give before they receive and are so happy to do that. In this way we achieve heaven on earth that hets just can't. Women actually listen to what their woman communicates to them and strives to give it.

Now that the moment has passed Laura senses that her weight on top of Jane is becoming heavy and gets off and removes her strap-on. I so love to see that blasted look of pleasure on my women. To see my woman all groggy from her orgasm and see her slowly become self-aware again, returning from the heights of orgasmic bliss. Now Jane wants a double penetrator for her and Maisie. Smart girl. Of course Jane tells Laura she is the best because she is. Nice communication between lovers when Jane wants to use the double penetrator on Laura but Laura wants the fuck to be sensual just like what they had together and this can't happen because Jane must hurry home soon to be picked up by her aunt. I hate having my love tryst cut short but sometimes this is necessary for a wife to hurry home or for the younger girl to get home so as not to worry the mother.

Jane being the considerate lover she is knows that Laura needs relief after all her hard work and quickly slides up Laura's body and does what she loves ["Bet if I give you my patented kitty licking you'll come quick enough," Jane grinned. "I remember one time I made you come in about five seconds." Laura laughed. "You might beat that record this time. I got pretty horny doing that to you." "Mmmm," Jane smiled, kissing her way down Laura's body, lingering momentarily at Laura's breasts to suck her nipples hungrily. "Just let me at that pretty pink pussy."] You as always show women communicating and the mirth and humor that most people bring with them but other authors almost never show. Others just focus on the sex and often that is out of focus. Jane quickly brings Laura to a quick and powerful orgasm. Laura expresses her gratitude like all grateful lovers should ["Oh god," she laughed, her eyes watering, her breath not yet returned to normal. "You are so good! You are a whirlwind. You just ravished and raped me."] All lovers should tell their partner just how wonderful they have been in their loving. It just makes you preen and want to do even better next time. Unfortunately, the time has flown and Jane now has to dress and get to the BART station and get home. They part with sweet promises to meet again in the near future for more sweet fucking.

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Chapter 277:

This chapter starts with Laura being in love. She is basking in the special relationship that she has with Sara. I can understand fully having that someone or someone(s) in my case. A special someone that you can share more than just your body and passion. When I meet Joann and Maria I knew that I was a one night stand but we just clicked. I had noticed them at a pickup bar I infrequently went too. Different part of town. I noticed them checking me out so I went over and introduced myself. We just clicked and it was more than just sexual attraction. I was so pleasantly surprised to find someone who actually knew about current events and were immensely interested and curious about the events and the world in general. Then when I got back to their place at the time I shocked them when I got into their living room and immediately went on about their Renior and Monet prints. They were stunned that I knew the styles. We just clicked from there. Of course it didn't hurt that I am a great fuck and insatiable in bed.

I like how Laura draws so much pleasure in just sharing life like going to the park for walks, museums, concerts, going out to eat. Like reading about their favorite pastime of watching old movies together. It is nice sharing your passions and hobbies. Like hopping in the car and driving around. We like to go small towns around the area and find a nice quaint place to stay and fuck gloriously. Sometimes we bring an angel along to fuck until she is almost comatose with a body totally spent with pleasure. Hehehe. It is so nice to read again that Sara has been able to forgive and have forbearance over the Dee Dee situation. Sara is a totally cool woman. She is not like me and would who gladly fuck any sister if given the chance. She is more normal and was outraged over Laura not being able to resist a temptation knowing it would hurt her if she discovered it. Like the cute comment about them sometimes not being able to get through a movie before they fuck with great passion and giving each other such sweet pleasure.

I like how you show them setting the parameters they are comfortable with in their relationship. They are not cloying and too clinging. They only phone each other occasionally and meet on the weekend to let the sexual tension rise, simmer and build for sweet conflagrations over the weekend. For them they revel in the anticipation. We aim for it differently. We like the sharing the everyday aspects of our life and our other angels are the spice that we anticipate and make plans for on the weekends or having a special night during the week. Laura is surprised that you can actually have this kind of sweet interchange that just builds and builds and one doesn't find tiring or becomes bland or boring. Also, she is enjoying a relationship where everything is not so on edge with the extreme highs and lows that her past relationships have produced in her. Sara is becoming her safe harbor. Sara's sweetness and gentleness can't help but produce that peaceful safe feeling for Laura. I love Laura for still longing for other angels despite this newfound peaceful easy feeling. She still contemplates fucks with other angels like April and Yvette. She is a lot like me. She knows that though she is content and feels loyal to what she and Sara has, she knows deep down that she will not be able to deny herself any future couplings with her other angels. Nature has given us these glorious bodies that were designed to be loved by women and we should never deny ourselves the opportunity to experience the pleasure that nature has given us. To do other wise would be a crime. Plus, I will not let man's world deny myself what they grant themselves. So fuck them.

I love reading about Laura's attending this social event. I like reading about some of the architecture in San Francisco. I love going to other cities and seeing what they have to offer in the way of buildings and their layouts in general. I like how you show the truth that of course Laura is almost instantaneously hit upon. Guys can be such cads. They can just flock like a pack of mongrel dogs in heat. No couth. I don't mind them really when they show some interest but just please leave me alone when I make it clear I am not interested. I am lucky that I am taller than the vast majority of men and that intimidates most. Plus, I have mastered the aloof indifferent air and can switch on the ice princess bitch when necessary. Just have to be careful to not scare away my true interests when I have to turn "her" on. Some guys are so laughable when they think they are so suave and that I just have to fall for their inane theatrics. Women just know how to approach another and flirt with such class where men are so crude and transparent. They so bore me in the manners of romance and courtship. They just can't compare to women. I like how Laura uses the support system of a female friend of keep the rest of the cads at bay after she has to rebuff the first lout.

Now we get a divine delicious change of pace for Laura. She is about to be picked up. I love going on conferences and going to training out of town. There I always find women in basically this situation. Women seeking a good time with no strings attached. In fact I sometimes leave early to scope out the lay of the land so speak. Laura is about to eat when she gets a tap on her shoulder and [It was just before the dinner was going to be served that she felt a light tap on her shoulder and turned to find herself face to face with a stunning young black woman in a slinky red dress and a diamond necklace. She was as tall as Laura, slender though with quite alluring cleavage since her dress was cut daringly low, very dark, her skin richly smooth and flawless, her hair cut high around her ears.] It constantly amazes me when I read other stories how they don't provide any details. They almost never tell me what the women are wearing or describe their women beyond general measurements, hair and eye color. I almost feel sometimes I am reading about almost faceless mannequins that have that almost sexless body with their lack of details. It is the details of a woman that makes her so special and authors need to do what you do so richly. Describe their creations so that their readers can see them as real living breathing women that the reader can come to think of as special and want to experience the lovemaking they are about to share with each other and we the reader.

Cute detail about wondering if the necklace is real. I think diamonds and such are pretty but they mean nothing to me beyond being pretty baubles. I know this new woman likes her jewels though hopefully is not enamored by them. We discover that this new delightful creature is Amber and she is confident with her direct eye contact. I like how Amber takes Laura's proffered hand in greeting [Slowly, Amber took Laura's instinctively offered hand, raising it almost in slow motion, her fingers cool and coiling around Laura's knuckles, her eyes never leaving Laura's.] I would know that sex is simmering just beneath the surface with such eye contact. Wow, I have picked up women like this but usually after some banter and feeling out, only a few times have I just gone for it ["Do you really want to stay here and eat this rubber chicken? Or would you rather come back to my place. I've got an apartment in the Fontana. Sixteenth floor. Great view. I've got champagne, too. Better than this swill."] I can expect this kind of direct approach in a pickup bar but not in such a classy place. I think maybe twice over the years have I been approached so directly in a setting something like this. I was so deeply flattered and awed at their directness that I could only accept. Confidence is a huge turn and I will almost always accept if my danger radar doesn't go off.

We now get some more of that physical historic data about San Francisco that I enjoy learning like about this Fontana Towers. I just like learning little factoids like this. I can totally get hooked on the History or A&E channel when they have these kinds of show on. I have felt what Laura is feeling here [My god, am I being picked up? she wondered. By this incredible young woman, so gorgeous, apparently so rich?] Well, without the rich part. Drat. Now we begin to learn more about this bold woman who has approached Laura [But this woman, though also bold, was about as different from Kim as you could get. For one thing, she was not brazen and fiery but elegant and cool, though there was a smoldering, ambiguous sensuality lurking in the bottom of her gaze. She also had the self-assurance and almost imperious confidence that came] Other authors just don't really develop the nuances of their characters. They are just basically women or girls who are usually experiencing lesbian sex for the first or are women finding that one special woman but again the woman they fall for are never really developed beyond the very basic fact that she is desirable. I like how Laura compares this woman to Kim the only other woman to pick up Laura. We see that while Kim is by her nature and appearance fiery and almost predatory in that beautiful sexual way some women have. The love to fuck and know how to seduce willing prey quickly. Like ME!!!

Laura makes the comparison between Amber and Kim [And finally, of course, on a purely physical level Amber was very dark, enchantingly black, whereas Kim was golden and dark wheat colored, like a jaguar, which she resembled in other ways too.] I love Laura having these lovers to make this comparison with. It is so cool seeing Laura thinking how her angels are similar and dissimilar. I smiled when Laura in reflecting over Amber and Kim evidently hesitates a little to long in replying. Amber raises one eyebrow which I can't do and thus I find it so sexy and alluring in women who can and asks "well?". I don't think this woman has to normally wait very long in having her questions answered. Women must stumble over themselves in answering in the affirmative to her asked question of wanting to be in her presence. I would almost be barking out my "yes". I would do anything to go home with this new unexpected angel. Laura realizes that this woman is a total stranger and that they will almost positively be fucking gloriously in each other's arms very, very soon. She gives Amber a little coyness even though they and the reader know the score ["I'm thinking it over," Laura murmured, feeling her eyelids lower a little, almost unconsciously, but a reaction over which she had no control. "Don't take too long," Amber murmured back. Laura set down her own champagne flute on a nearby table. "Okay. Let's go."] More of that sweet banter that only you give me and that I so adore because I can see myself having this conversation with a new angel. This is real life stuff again.

I really dig Amber's response [The smallest hint of a grin tugged at the corners of Amber's mouth. She placed her own flute next to Laura's. Without speaking, she tilted her head to one side, indicating the door.] I am sure a lot of people will be rolling their eyes here. What can I see in this? But for me, that little grin tells me she knew she was going to be successful from the start and why did it take Laura so long to respond. Then that slight tilt of the head is just so fucking regal and again that quite confidence that I so love in a woman. Amber tells Laura that she will drive Laura to her apartment and bring her back after a night of glorious fucking being the unspoken thoughts. Oh yeah. If I was Laura here my belly would be getting that oh so wonderful flutter deep inside where my womb lies. I see Amber drives a cool sporty Mercedes and I loved the Isadora Duncan quote. Enjoyed the way Amber makes Laura nervous when she turns Laura's comment

about being robbed of her jewelry. Amber asks Laura several times if Laura will attack her. I am already getting vibes that Amber is a lot like me. I am hoping she likes good rough hard fucking.

The arrive at the Fontana Towers and we find that Amber indeed lives in splendor with the kind of wealth you only see on TV or magazines. She even has real Georgia O'Keeffes on the wall. I went on the Internet found a few of these paintings. Wow. They are totally awesome. She had to know what she was doing. I know I would have done what Laura is doing. Seeing the real thing up close and personal would have been just so cool. I like Amber going out and finding and buying these paintings. I think she's very proud of her gay nature. Like all women should be. I really like Amber's comment of [She nodded. "It's worth every penny just to see how much you enjoy them."] When Laura can't help but express out loud the money involved in acquiring these paintings. What a sweet thing to say. I am liking Amber more and more. Must be cool to be so rich that you don't even know how much something cost and don't even care about the cost. Sigh, to be so rich and the freedom that it would give me to search the world with Joann and Maria for pussy.

I thank you for describing Amber's place so I can enjoy the obvious but restrained wealth and the beauty that must be San Francisco. Amber pops some champagne and I love her easy reply to Laura's awed expression of Amber's wealth [Instead of answering, Amber raised her glass, looking deeply and seriously into Laura's eyes, and clinking the rim of her crystal champagne flute lightly against Laura's. "Welcome to my place. I'm glad you came. I like you."] Amber is really sweet. It is obvious that the wealth has not ruined Amber. She seems very balanced and down to Earth. I would be blushing just like Laura here. I love to be complimented. They have some easy banter about Amber not attacking Laura and [Again the small, semi-amused grin tugged at the corners of Amber's sensual

mouth, a mouth Laura was now beginning to hunger for, a very kissable, very desirable mouth.] I lust after every average or prettier woman but the more I get to know you the more I really get attracted to the true person. When I observe women without knowing them I am like Laura looking at the O'Keefee paintings. Desiring them but in a kind of a remote way knowing I can't have them way. The way to get my motor really revving is to get to see the special ness that makes each woman an individual.

We find out that she is probably the child of a trophy wife. I may be cruel when I think that but when a seventy-year-old man father's a child I can't help but think that. I am happy to see that a black man was able to make such a fortune back then. I can understand when Amber hopes that Laura doesn't hold her wealth against her. Some people are automatically leery of the rich or very beautiful. They just assume they must be stuck up and vain. Some probably are but I have found those traits in all classes, sex or ethnicity of people unfortunately. I think I would have Laura's response here [Laura looked searchingly into her black eyes. "You must be kidding. You're gorgeous, you're rich, and you like me? What could I have against you?"] Amber banters with Laura about running off with her and how does Laura know if she isn't a serial killer. I love the banter that you give us and other author's don't. They never give us characters with humor and capable of witty remarks that make a person special. I loved Laura's comeback [It was Laura's turn to laugh. "My virtue? What makes you think I have any of that left?"] How wonderfully witty. I liked Amber's dissertation on "virtue". I had never really equated it with power but I can understand her reasoning once I see it. Cute about Laura's "vulnerability" when she knew Laura couldn't resist her charms. Amber knows she is hot and has that air that just makes her so desirable. I fully believe her when she says [Amber smiled, amused. "I usually never have to do without what I want," she said, mysteriously.] She is in a station in life where I can see her having all her desires met. I know women must die to be in her bed. She wouldn't get a moments hesitation from me. I would willing surrender my "virtue" to her.

With other authors things always just happen because the very fates themselves have made it happen. There is no sexaul tension or nervousness which isn't true the vast majority of the time. You capture that thrill of this moment [This was the moment Laura always loved and feared, in equal measure, the time when something was going to happen but nobody knew how. She felt pretty sure that they were going to wind up in bed, in only a few minutes probably, but how they were going to get there was anybody's guess. The air in the room was electric, and she realized that both of them were giving off vibrations and scents that signaled their sexual anticipation.] Me I am waiting for the other to lead and then will myself if necessary. Sometimes I sense that she is the one who wants me to lead and thus I will. Your paragraph so perfectly captures that moment where flirting and hidden signals have borne fruit and soon glorious fucking is about to commence.

Amber breaks the ice by turning and offering to let Laura remove her expensive necklace. As Laura gets close to remove the necklace she starts to smell the wonderful scent that is Amber. I love breathing in the essence of each individual woman. I feel that every woman smells so unique. Her unique physiology and the shampoos, soaps, body lotions and perfumes she uses. I become so intoxicated in my women's smells. Makes my pussy flutter and jangle. You describe beautifully what Laura sees here [Laura's face, her lips, were only inches from the smooth, black nape of Amber's neck. She could see the soft firm black velvet of Amber's nearly bare shoulders, broken only by the thin red straps of her dress. She could smell her clean, perfumed hair.] Laura is so wise to see all the beauty of her women. You sure have made it clear to me to worship a woman's back. The play of all those shapely muscles and the way they flow along her spine and shoulder blades. The beauty of her neck. I love how Laura bucks up Amber when Laura jokes about the weight of the necklace and Amber says she could use the weight. Women should accept their innate beauty. Amber is a svelte Whippet and is very beautiful. Lean flesh to be worshiped and made love to with total focused intensity.

Amber is able to sense Laura's love of her back. She tells Laura she wants her to worship her neck as well. When Amber turns around to take the necklace and put it away, Laura informs her [Laura ran her fingertip slowly along Amber's lips, whispering very softly, feeling her eyelids getting heavy again. "You didn't give me a chance to do it. Turn back around."] Laura wants to love Amber's back and neck. Amber I think is a little surprised that Laura is serious. Even women tend to avoid this oh so lovely area of the human body. I love your gentle pacing here [Laura nodded slowly. Gently, she placed her hands on Amber's shoulders and slowly turned her, with Amber acquiescing, until she was again positioned with her mostly naked back to Laura. I am a connoisseur of backs, my dear, Laura thought, and it looks like this is an all-time beauty I plan to add to my collection.] You sure have convinced me.

Since Amber wears her hair so short her neck is fully exposed. Laura starts her worship at the lovely swelling at the top spinal column. She so slowly presses her lips to this area and gets her first taste of Amber and revels in the warmth of her skin. I love feeling the warmth of my lover. Her heat radiating into my pours and tongue. I love how Laura works up her neck to hairline and back down and slowly starts to use her tongue and giving more aggressive kisses I'm sure. Love the detail of using both the tip of your tongue and then loving tongue strokes. Variety is the spice of life after all. This interspersed with nice sensual kisses. Of course Laura looks and finds [She was looking for a sudden, unanticipated shiver, and she got it quickly. "Ahneeee!" Amber sighed and giggled, her whole body gripped by a quick, light, racing tremor. "Oh god, that tickles!" "Don't move," Laura murmured. "I'm not finished." Amber's giggles tapered off into rapid breathing. "I wouldn't dare move." She glanced back over her shoulder at Laura. "Go ahead. I'm loving it." "Mmmm, me too," Laura purred.] Women love to be worshiped and I find they are total sluts when you love them in areas they are not used to. Finding pleasure in areas they haven't looked for it. They are so appreciative.

Laura starts to move her worship around kissing the top of Amber's shoulder's the area between shoulder and one's neck and always remembering to go back to the nape of her Amber's neck to keep it sensitized and happy. I love this detail [One thin red strap of her dress slid off her left shoulder. Laura immediately moved her lips over to that shoulder and began to kiss every inch of it, also licking the round flesh at the top.] I will quickly move my love assault to any new flesh exposed to my hungry mouth and questing fingers. A lot of times I like to gently message an area I am kissing and tongue stroking. Trying to add to her pleasure with a different kind of stimulus. They banter some and Amber turns around and gently strokes Laura's face. I love this because it makes Amber so soft and gentle here. I would be slowly falling under her spell of love. Amber makes it clear that she has skills also. Of course Laura responds in the affirmative when Amber's asks if she wants to find out ["I think I do," Laura whispered, looking at her mouth, wanting now to kiss it hungrily.] I know my pussy would definitely be getting wet. Looking at those sensual thick pillowy lips and imaging them against mine with our tongues dancing in their dance of love.

I like the way Amber runs a finger down Laura's arm and links their fingers together as she guides Laura to her bedroom which is just as tastefully ostentatious as the rest of the house with a beautiful four poster bed. Just that gentle locking of fingers and the smoky looks shared between soon to be lovers. Other author's writings sometimes seem so coarse when compared to the gentle poetry you give us. This poetry is reinforced when you give some of the sweet words that new lovers use to bind their souls together [Amber saw her looking at it. "Feeling sleepy?" she joked. Not trusting herself to speak for fear her sexual excitement would clot her throat with choked off words, Laura merely shook her head. But she also shot Amber a hot, knowing glance, signifying that they both knew what was coming. "I'd like to lie down on it, though," she finally managed to say, softly.] I know that clotted feeling in my throat that is thick with desire. I tend to also get tongue-tied and get my words all mixed up which I find embarrassing but most of my lovers have found cute and endearing. With Amber being the aggressor Laura gets to play the coy one and I like how she stumbles a little over the unusual role for Laura. Other authors just have the first kiss happen while you surround it with that mysticism that it deserves [Amber moved closer. Her face, her whole manner, became more sultry and sensuous, and her eyes fell to Laura's lips. She propped both forearms on Laura's shoulders, locking her fingers behind Laura's head, staring directly into Laura's eyes. "I want to do this first," she whispered, almost inaudibly.] What a sweet prelude to the first kiss.

I am so happy to see Laura experiencing that thrill you have at the first kiss especially with a new lover. That flush that fills your body and makes you skin tingle and starts the blood to pounding. I love how you know how to show slow and not give us an immediate mouth rape. Which while great it is much better if it follows that soft mating of lips with gentle caresses and slowly increasing of pressure and then that first tentative parting of lips and gentle brushing of lips with tongues which leads to this [Amber did not touch her but simply moved her lips against Laura's, finally coaxing Laura's mouth open and letting her tongue dance in between Laura's teeth. Laura was an expert kisser herself and responded in kind, and after about a minute she could hear her breathing and Amber's accelerate, even though their tongues, and their lips, were still moving and gliding slowly together in a patient, romantic tangle.] So sweet and magical. I so love your sweet writings. This slow heat that starts a fire burning deep in your womb feeling its warmth and building need. I so love kissing. I can just feel our souls twining with our tongues stoking our love to each other.

I have always considered my tongue as a secret weapon because of its length and I have learned how to use it to maximum effect. I have trained it to be pliable which allows me to create different effects. I love how Laura nearly swoons when she feels Amber meld their mouths together and pushes her tongue deep into Laura's mouth sweeping down to the rear of her tongue. Dodie has a long tongue and my cunt gushes just like Laura's here when she is stroking and diving her tongue to the depths of my mouth. I have nearly fainted from pleasure from her long tongue. I like the thrill Laura feels when she realizes just what this tongue will be capable of fluttering and probing deep inside of her gushing cunt. What woman wouldn't? Love how Amber ends round one of their kissing [Amber ended the kiss by taking Laura's lower lip between her teeth and tugging it gently outward, opening her eyes and gazing deeply into Laura's.] So romantic, sensuous and hot all rolled up into one. Other authors just say they kiss maybe with a melding of lips and thrusting tongues but you make it so individualistic and each make out session

so different where other authors just make is so boringly the same.

I have to agree with Laura on the extra special feelings she has for Sara when they kiss. Kissing is great all by itself but when you have that special connection with a woman it just makes everything so much more powerful. When you cross sexual heat with sweet emotion you have an elixer that the gods themselves would envy. You can just feel your souls connecting through your kisses. You can feel that special bond flowing between your stroking and twining tongues. When I feel that special feeling in my kissing with one of my archangels I just whimper with need and love. I can feel my cunt melting from the inside and my womb just quivering with love and want.

Love the sass of Amber asking if Laura wants to kiss her all over. Of course she does!! I love how they make sure that the other knows the other to be perfection on Earth. Other authors just have their characters strip without making it special while you ["You ain't so bad yourself, girlfriend," Amber said, again in her soft, sultry voice, now peeling the other strap off her shoulder and letting her slinky red dress slide down her body.] My head lulled when I read this. I can just close my eyes and see this. I can just feel the lust spiking and raging hotter. My cunt get even wetter. As the dress pools we discover that Amber is wearing a killer Victoria's Secret bra. Maybe once or twice has another said that their creation wore something special and sexy, the problem is they don't describe the creation itself. By describing Amber's backless bra I am drawn even more into this story and I so love that immersing myself in these lovely stories. Like the filigree tattoo

around Amber's navel. Something to kiss, lick and gently suck before tongue fucking her navel.

I like how you show that fire that ignites in you womb when you strip with your lover like Laura and Amber here. I know that smoky eye contact while you stare into each other eyes with promises of blistering sex and womb shattering orgasms. Sometimes I can feel my knees get weak and my juices soaking my panties and we haven't even really started getting started yet. You always capture how lesbians can so easily touch each other's bodies and souls and start a fire raging. This captures it so well [There was a current flowing between them, hot and steady and throbbing, and Laura could feel it coursing through her whole body, rippling down to her toes and making them curl slightly, also coiling deep inside her womb, making her belly tremble and quiver.] I so worship and adore my womb quivering deep in my belly. I am so happy when Laura realizes that she and Amber will be fucking the throughout the night.

I love how you show that lesbians are so in tune with their woman. Amber senses Laura's enjoyment at her strip tease and purposely removes her bra slowly to increase Laura's pleasure. Now you give us Laura's sexy underwear [Laura had had no plans for sexual encounter this evening but had worn very alluring underwear anyway: black lace bikini panties cut very high on the hip, and a skimpy black bra that plunged between her breasts and had lacy tops too. She loved wearing sexy underwear, no matter who was going to see it, or even if nobody was but her. It made her feel almost lethally lecherous, which she was certainly feeling at this moment.] I have always been Unitarian in my underwear but Joann, Maria and Dodie have given me lots of sexy panties and bras since I have know them and thus wear them more often now. I do have to admit it does make one feel sexy and very desirable. I am so happy to have found an author who gives us the details of real life. I have really become spoiled by your writings and now see most other erotica writing as totally lacking. One needs these sweet details to really get into the story. Period.

Speaking of lacking is the way other authors (with a few nice exceptions) just don't describe their women which makes them seem like mannequins. It is sad when I never really know what a woman looks like. You always paint your women with loving words [But the wonder for her was Amber's body, which was slowly coming into view. Amber was tall and lean and dark, her skin smooth dark velvet, her bones perfect, a model's body really, like Laura's, with straight horizontal clavicles and a long waist. She also had the most incredible puffy black nipples Laura had seen since Rina and Trina, the twins. Amber's nipples and areolas were perfect soft cones, rising almost an inch off the surface of each firm breast. She looked down at them as she saw Laura staring.] With these loving words I have formed a loving picture of Amber and so want to bury tongue deep and lick her inner sleeve and then tongue fuck her hard before taking her clit into my mouth for strong sucks and tongue lashing during her glorious first orgasm with maybe pulling my head back some if her cunt is nice and fleshy to put a little tension in her clit

and cunt flesh.

I love the communication you have between your women. Your women never fuck in silence. Here Amber stokes the fires by asking Laura if she likes what she sees and of course Laura does. I love the swallows and mute nods of Laura. Desire is making her throat tight with need and desire. I think Amber is a little giddy when she discovers that Laura could care less about her money. She is touched that Laura is such a good, honest, descent person. A person who sees the woman and not the money. I would like to think I am exactly like this. Money in and of itself means nothing. Oh god I love this moment in my lovemaking [The sexy black bra came loose, and Amber slid the straps down Laura's shoulders. Then she again using her fingertips she turned Laura's shoulders around so that Laura was facing her, their naked breasts now brushing, their nipples touching. Laura emitted a tiny gasp, the sensation was so amazingly acute and exciting. She felt Amber quiver a little too. They both looked down at their breasts touching.] Love that detail of using your fingertips to gently turn your lover. It is so true how the electricity just sparks when you make this contact, breast to breast. I love that feel of our breasts touching and excited nipples poking each other. I have gasped and quivered many a time at this divine moment. I love seeing our breasts melding as our bodies move closer.

Amber fishes for a few more compliments asking if Laura likes what she sees and Laura knows how to give a truly special compliment [Without answering, Laura bent forward and kissed Amber's long, smooth, dark neck, running her lips up to the girl's earlobe and nipping it gently. "I think you know what," she whispered. Amber tilted her head to one side, making it easier for Laura's lips to reach more of her delicious skin. Laura breathed in her ear. This seemed to ignite Amber, and she suddenly grasped Laura harder, finding Laura's mouth with her own and kissing Laura more hungrily then ever, snaking her long tongue down to the entrance of Laura's throat.] I love kissing a woman's neck and giving her gentle love nips and working up to her ears and Frenching her ear. I love it when a woman tilts her head to give me greater access to her neck. It really inspires me to kiss, lick and gently suck pleasure into her neck. I love how you show that this foreplay will eventually ignite a fire. Amber's fires are leaping higher and she gets aggressive and pulls Laura to her. I can just feel our breasts mashing together and snaking our arms around each other to pull each other tight. I always love it when you talk of a tongue stroking deep into a lover's mouth. I know I would be moaning out of my head with this tongue stroking the base of my tongue. Wowee!

They now embrace like I was mentioning and I love that detail of Laura feeling Amber's puffy nipples mashing into her breasts. I love feeling nipples digging into my breasts or upper stomach if am bending over to kiss a shorter woman. I love feeling those nipples digging and moving as our flesh moves as we embrace and squirm. I feel fire in my flesh where those nipples dig into my willing flesh. This is how I get after some hot necking [When they broke off the kiss, they were both panting, their fingers digging into each other's warm flesh. Laura could see Amber's black eyes swirling and throbbing and knew hers were doing the same.] That is the beauty of foreplay that only you truly capture. The sparking of a raging configuration that needs to be extinguished with sweet hard fucking. Laura expresses her need to love Amber's tattoo but Amber asserts control and tells Laura while kissing and breathing in Laura's ear she wants to suck her pussy. This produces in Laura what I know what it would produce in me [The combination of her words and her tongue in Laura's ear almost sent Laura over the edge. Her knees sagged a little, and a sharp, wild pulse leapt up in her throat, and her neck, where Amber's lips had just been.] I love being reduced to quivering need by my woman.

Amber is pleased and makes it clear that she goes first ["Why me, of course," Amber laughed again, her throaty laugh. "It's my place, isn't it? Little rich girls always go first."] Amber seems so unpretentious. I love her already. Love the detail of Amber reaching down while embracing Laura to get her fingers under Laura's panties and digging her fingers in, massaging Laura's ass. I always love to kneed and massage a woman's buns while holding her close to my body while sucking face. I like how Laura tries to bend down and get some of those puffy nipples. I know they would be a magnet to my starving mouth. Feeling those puffy areolas is so divine. Trying to make them swell even more with hot pounding blood. Amber is aggressive and takes control by sliding down Laura's body kissing Laura's heaving belly while messaging her buns. I always love the details of removing any article of clothing [Clearly, Amber was no amateur at this. She adroitly turned Laura over onto her stomach, cleanly peeling the skimpy panties off her ankles, and pressing her mouth to the round, tender moons, kissing them ravenously.] Doing this I feel like a little girl in the candy store when I get that last article off and receiving I feel so loved and vulnerable and ready to be fucked completely and repeatedly. Oh geez, I really loved that detail of Amber pulling Laura's tight buns apart and running that long tongue up and down her crease. I would be spasming

and groaning in deep pleasure or what Laura does here ["Ooiiieee!" Laura shrieked and laughed, reflexively wriggling away, but not wanting it to stop either. "Oh shit . . . that feels good!"] I love having my ass loved.

I am simply agog at how you are able to keep the loving just flowing and flowing ["Oh no you don't," Amber said. "Come back here." She flung herself forward, catching Laura, pressing her warm, sleek flesh against Laura's body, and Laura effortlessly rolled over again onto her back, holding out her arms and taking Amber into them. Again they were kissing hungrily, and stroking each other more urgently than before.] You show the humor of lesbian lovemaking and how the fires just keeping building and building. Love that picture of Laura opening her arms in love and Amber nestling in Laura's arms as she brings her close for a lovely bout of burying their tongues and stroking their tongue deep in each other's mouths. I can just feel the heat and hunger building in their bodies. I love how you show deep passion and then [Amber kissed Laura's nose and nibbled her lip.] This is how lovers really love. Other authors always keep everything so deep throat.

Now Amber experiences how one can say something and think it will be flattering and discover that your woman does not find the words inspiring. Amber tells Laura that she looks like Stephanie Seymour thinking Laura will be pleased. What she doesn't know is that Laura has a secret fear that both she and Stephanie are both over the hill since Stephanie is no longer around as top line model. Amber like all women quickly picks up on this and quickly works to soothe Laura's tattered confidence [A brief, mild frown furrowed Amber's smooth, dark brow. Then she smiled, caressing Laura's cheek, a very touching gesture. "Surely you don't think I'd rather have her here, do you? That stuck up het bitch? It's you I picked. It's you I wanted. All the better that you want me too."] I always feel such relief when I have stumbled and can come up with the right words to make my lover smile and maybe even giggle for me. I always want to make my angels smiling and happy. That is really my goal with all people.

I love how you show lovers going back for more kissing. Other authors once they leave kissing they never go back for more like real life lovers. Amber love assaults Laura's willing mouth and then quickly moves down to Laura's breast for some tit flesh. We discover that Amber is in a fuck hunger state and doesn't start off gentle and instead assaults Laura's breast with focus and intensity [She assaulted Laura's breasts passionately with her mouth and hands, as if she would have no other chance.] I try to go slow but many a time I have felt this fuck hunger. When I am loving my woman I long to hear this [Laura was immediately overcome by a hot rush of piercing physical pleasure. "Oh! Unhhhh! Oh shit . . . oh god Amb—" she gasped. "Oh god, that feels good! Yes! Unhhhh! Yes . . . suck it! Yes! Anngghhh! Suck it harder, yes! Yes! Unhhh!"] I love the sounds of sexual pleasure and choked off words when I overcome their senses.

Sigh, this is breast worship at its greatest [Amber was like Laura in her approach. It was not just Laura's swollen, excited nipples—now wet with Amber's warm saliva, and pointing, jutting, throbbing—that attracted her mouth and fingers, but every inch of Laura's breasts. Her lips were all over the small, perfect balls of flesh, sucking and nipping the taut, bulging flesh, kissing the space between them, devouring one of Laura's nipples hungrily, sucking it hard, then darting beneath her breast to kiss the crease below the swelling underside, then sucking Laura's other aching nipple sharply, making Laura whinny and caw with fierce sexual excitement.] This is loving a breast with total focus. I love taking the time to worship a breast fully though often the dynamics force a more hurried and less focused love assault. I find women nearly swoon when you fully explore their breast and explore all the curves and hidden creases. Kissing, kneading and gently sucking all her breast and not just her nipples. Plus, you always detail that loving assault on blood swollen nipples. I so love getting them all wet with my salvia and sucking them hard with lots of tongue lathing and gentle teeth rakes.

Amber is such a wonderful lover that Laura is near coming but Amber has not dined on Laura's tender cunt meat yet and when she hears Laura's cries she heads south for nirvana. I so love getting up close to a new pussy and seeing its beauty [Amber promptly slid further down Laura's body, pushing open her thighs, not stopping until her face was in Laura's groin. "Ooohh honey, you have the prettiest little pink pussy I've seen in months. All wet and gooey and hot for Amber's long tongue, too."] Yum!!! I love telling my babies how lovely their cunts are. I like the contrast of Amber slow assault on Laura's love nest. Amber is in no hurry when she has such a lovely pussy to dine on. I love to dine with slow gluttony on a love swollen cunt dripping with love juices to savor. Laura quickly discovers that Amber is like me. She wants to dine for long minutes on tender wet cunt meat. This is how I love to feast on cunt meat [Amber certainly loved Laura's. The tip of her amazing tongue seemed to find every secret crevice and nerve in Laura's pussy, so much so that within about a minute Laura was arcing off the bed, whimpering, clawing the bottom sheet with her spastic fingers. Usually the aggressor herself—or at least by default the initiator—she now had no choice but to let Amber ravish her aching cunt, and the pleasure was almost unendurable.] I love working my tongue in every secret crevice looking for cunt nectar and those secret nerves that make my women writhe in exctacy like Laura here. I so love seeing clawed fingers and spastic limb twitching and thrashing. I so love lying back and letting my lover totally consume my love aching cunt and just reveling in the exctacy arcing and shooting from my womb coiling itself for the inevitable explosions of exctacy.

It is time for Laura to "suffer" through one of her love games. The teasing and prolonging of orgasm to almost unbearable levels. Not that I ever really complain. I

might be shrieking out my need for orgasm but I so love when I suffer through this divine torture. Amber takes Laura to the edge with much cawing, moaning and pleading I'm sure. I love doing this when in torture mode [Then she would slack off, kissing Laura's thighs, caressing Laura's heaving belly with her hands, looking up at Laura with the most astonishing ingenuousness, as if Laura's convulsive, sexually-tortured moans were anything but her responsibility.] I have always had a love of kissing and caressing thighs and bellies. I like the smoking eye contact that Amber makes here. This alone will make me swoon, head lull and roll my eyes in bolts of pleasure. Amber is one hot lover. You give me love banter. Most authors have their creations fuck in basic silence and a few have them talk but it always words screamed out of pure passion. Not women communicating their needs, desires and the mirth of love making that only you capture like Amber here teasing Laura about her quick clit trigger and she will not let Laura come until she, Amber, is ready. This is the banter of lover's at play.

Oh yeah, Amber knows how to finish a woman off when she has determined it is time. I love to do this while dining on cunt meat especially when it is time to delivery the coup de grace like Amber [Laura could feel Amber's sensual lips against her vulva, and even Amber's nose pushing into her pubic hair as the girl probed deep into her oozing cunt.] I love pressing my mouth and feeling a woman's vulva flaring around my mouth and I love burying my nose in public hair and breathing in deep that intoxicating perfume of love. Sometimes all the angles and dimensions work right and I can root the clit hood around with my nose while dining on parts of my woman's cunt. Like a good lover, Amber knows to shift her focus at just the right time ["Mmmmm!" Amber purred, now sliding her tongue out and curling it around Laura's hard, throbbing clit. "Hhmmmmm! That's just what it takes to make you go off, isn't it?"] One never wants a clit to get lonely and ignored for too long do we? I love working a woman's hot slit / tunnel and then moving up for some clit loving and back and forth. Plus, I so love Amber's grunts of pure pleasure as she is feasting on quivering clit and gushing pussy. I would be mighty frustrated feeling Amber leaving the bed here but I would be sure in my knowledge that such a wonderful lover would have good reason.

While waiting for Amber's return we see Laura in a state that I love to be in and produce when in torture mode [But Laura was flexing and quivering and moaning with so much sexual tension by now that she barely noticed anything else. She ran her feverish hands all over her own throbbing, writhing body, wondering when anyone had ever aroused her to such an unbearable pitch without letting her come. It was mean, but she had done it herself to countless lovely girls; it was deliciously mean.] When you see this you know that you have wonderfully succeeded. I love feeling this torturous building of tension in my body, especially deep in my belly. I can be reduced to complete writhing and whimpering under such an assault. Needless to say I fucking love it. I know that soon my belly and cunt will be exploding in total exctacy. Laura knows how to even increase the pleasure more by twisting her nipples for more bolts of burning pleasure filling her breasts and shooting to her cunt. I think women should do everything possible to increase their own pleasure.

Amber returns with a greased finger. Oh yeah, time for sweet anal invasion. I like how Amber wastes no time in delivering her finger of pleasure [But Laura was too far gone even to respond. Also, before she could even focus on Amber's face, she felt the finger again, this time greased, sliding between her buns and then quickly up her anus, penetrating her to the second knuckle.] I so adore feeling that finger(s) working past my sphincter and starting to pump pleasure deep into my asshole. It may hurt at first but that will soon change to burning pleasure. I love Laura grunts and tears of penetration. Such sweet pain. Amber knows how to distract one while one's asshole accommodates its sweet invasion [But Amber was unconcerned and began heatedly slurping and sucking Laura's aching wet pussy again immediately, now focusing on her clit, lashing it with her phenomenal tongue until Laura was climbing the walls.] I so adore this and love doing it. I love pleasuring both of my lover's holes at once.

I always love to encourage my lover to reach the heights of bliss like Amber here ["That's it, honey," Amber panted. "You're almost there. Come on home, now. Come on home to me. Come on, honey."] I want to do everything possible to increase her pleasure. Sigh, you really know how to besot me with the sweet details of supreme lesbian lovemaking [Amber fucked Laura's asshole in quick, deep strokes with her greased finger and sucked Laura's clit rhythmically at the same time, sucking with each penetration, releasing as she withdrew her finger again, then sucking once more as she plunged it back into Laura's ass. A squirt of hot liquid fire shot from Laura's ass to her pussy and back, until her whole lower body was vibrating and throbbing with heat and swelling tension. She knew she was only a micro-second away from a killing climax.] I am a big believer in rhythm in my lovemaking and have done this many a time or maybe squeezing a tit or pulling a nipple in time to killing clit sucks. I have made many a women just scream themselves hoarse and thrash around like a pal mal seizure with animalistic groans emitting from their star struck throat. I love when they get totally zonked and their head just lulls to the side and a little love drool escapes from their slacked mouth. I so love plunging a finger or two up a quaking asshole while I am deep throat sucking a clit to orgasm and feeling her sphincter contractions during orgasm and riding her bucking pelvis continuing love sucks if her clit can stand it and I don't get bucked off. Can happen without two hands and arms to hold on with. But I so love the challenge. Finally, you describe how your cunt and asshole can spark killing bolts of pleasure back and forth when both are stimulated until you whole belly is on fire with bliss. Only a killer orgasm can relieve the fire boiling deep in your womb.

I so love reading of Amber's hissed "yes" when she realizes that Laura is about to fall over the precipice of exctacy. Women almost derive as much pleasure in giving as receiving unlike males. Finally, the heavenly orgasm arrives and absolutely destroys Laura with soul shattering spasms of wrenching bliss. I have known that feeling many times of losing all touch with reality as my body is filled with burning bliss as my shattered womb pumps pleasure into every sinew and cell of willing body. This is what I live for ["Anngghhmmnnggiiieeee!" she wailed, then gasped for breath as her body fell back to the bed after one shattering spasm. Then again. "Anngghhmmnnggiiieeee!"] I love feeling my body wrenched as my body arches off the bed and my pelvis is just juddering in the air as exctacy tears me apart and I scream out my pleasure. I love feeling my body reverberate as it crashes back to the mattress. Other authors will take you to the beginning of a not so supreme orgasm but you are the only author to let the reader blissful ride along for the whole ride of a killer orgasm [This time the muscles in her body seemed to cramp so hard that she was afraid they would not uncramp. She shuddered, bowed and arched off the mattress, with Amber clinging to her thighs, looping her long dark arms under them and holding on while Laura came and suffered through several more intense spasms, whimpering and gurgling helplessly until they waned.] I so love being totally destroyed by my orgasms. It is what I live for. I really love how Amber clings to Laura to keep her feast going which of course keeps the pleasure flowing from her mouth and fingers and into Laura's cunt and asshole to explode forth into her spasming body. The way lovemaking should be.

I love watching Amber decoupling from Laura and sliding up to sensually kiss Laura. Helping to anchor her as she returns to Earth. Cute details of Laura's voice being hoarse and her eyes slowly focusing on Amber's angelic face. During their sweet post coital time they confess an inner secret that they both have a special someone that they connect with on that deeper emotional level. They both confess that they need encounters like this to take a walk on the wild side. They need intense encounters like this to truly satisfy their souls. Amber calls it the "raw side". I like that. Something to stir and shake the soul. When Laura banters that she can give it to Amber "raw" she gets a shock [Amber grinned salaciously back at her. "Mmmm, I was hoping you'd say that." She lowered her voice to a deep, smoky murmur and flirted shamelessly. "How would you feel about raping me and pulling my hair."] It is so cute seeing Laura get discombobulated. She thinks that Amber has read her mind when in truth Amber has looked into Laura's soul and sees she can trust her to give her what she needs. That Laura can give it to her "raw". It is cute to read that Laura is still nervous about liking it so rough from time to time. I have to admit that is something I don't normally share with a new lover. I have to wait until I am totally comfortable and safe feeling before I share my rougher tastes.

When Amber sees that Laura is willing she gets up and brings back a wonderful translucent purple dildo that is bigger than Laura's ribbed dildo. I love different colors. Laura is hyponotized when Amber is walking back. Laura basks in Amber's runway model looks and her divine puffy nipples that were made to be nursed and sucked. I love making puffy nipples swell with hot pumping blood. I love watching a woman's breasts as she walks and moves. I am just as fascinated when she watches Amber's firm breast bounce when she plops on the bed. I just love watching women's breasts. Laura pushes the strap-on aside for a while. I love the communication here and the obvious love and lust of Laura here for Amber's divine breasts [Laura pulled Amber down on the mattress with her, pushing the strap-on and harness momentarily to the side. "Come here for a minute before I rape you and fuck you and make you beg me to stop." Amber laughed softly, stretching out next to her. "Mmmm, I love the way you talk," she purred. "You are one hot girl, Laura. You like my titties? You want my titties first? You want to kiss and lick them?" "I want to suck and bite them," Laura teased, kissing her gleaming black shoulder, running her lips across the smooth, flawless skin of Amber's upper chest.] I so love talking dirty to my lover and seeing it affect her. Plus, you give me that total body worship that I so adore in giving. I want to kiss, lick and stroke all of my woman's body. I love the feel and taste of her warm sweet flesh beneath my lips, fingertips and tongue.

I love the confidence Laura feels when she knows she is one of the great fucks that a woman can find. She uses all the skill at her disposal to prove she is an all time great fuck. I love how Amber is panting and gasping as Laura starts her assault on her puffy nipples while remembering to love the sum total of Amber's breasts. I like talking while making love and after Laura asks her about her beautiful nipples she increase the heat even more [This time Amber did not answer her. She was panting and mewling too much. Laura was also accelerating the pace, sucking one wet, shiny nipple, then kneading it with her fingers while her mouth moved to the other one. In only thirty seconds or so both of Amber's nipples were tight and stiff and pointing, wet with Laura's warm saliva, erect and excited.] I so love working nipples until they are as stiff and swollen as possible and all covered with my saliva. Being nice and wet makes them easy to work with my fingers. Once nipples are nice and engorged you can have such fun with them. Sucks, licks, if long and pliable enough, bending and twirling and maybe gentle teeth rakes. They sweetly banter about Laura making Amber wanting it, which only makes the fire rage hotter deep in her belly. Finally Amber pulls Laura to her face and tells Laura it is time to take it to the next level.

I know I have been like Amber here many a time [Slowly, Laura slipped into the harness, getting the feeling as she did so that Amber found the spectacle of her preparing like this almost as stirringly erotic as the feel of Laura's mouth on her nipples had been. She lay on her side, staring at Laura's naked body, entranced, her sensual mouth half-open.] I love seeing my lover strap her strap-on on, knowing soon it will be buried deep in my belly. Stroking sweet love and pleasure into my love swollen cunt. My cunt being all open and juice laden for it. I love how Laura instills such trust and confidence in Amber. Myself, I never volunteer knowledge of my love of rough sex until I have really gotten to know the woman. Even if they want me to fuck them rough on the first night I really hesitate until I am completely sure they are not into extreme pain or bordering on being a little crazy on the violence end of things. Laura's very nature instills trust. Amber's question about Laura knowing about hair pulling causes a deep blush. She knows of the cataclysmic orgasms it can produce. The stage has now been fully set. Amber will get her wish as probably will Laura later on in the evening. It is cute how both Laura and Amber hide this part of their nature from their main archangels. They need these nights of "raw" sex to express this part of their natures they can't with their main sweeties.

I had to smile when Laura asks Amber if she will hate her in the morning and Amber replies ["I'll love you afterward. Are you kidding?"] It is time to rock n' roll. Amber presents her lovely ass that while not in Jane's class is still a rump to lust and drool over. Of course Laura has to bend down and caress, lick and kiss it. How can one deny herself such a treat? I love how a woman will always start rotating her ass up to your loving ministrations. She simply must obey nature and swirl her ass into your loving face. Like the detail of getting all heady over the smell of overheated pussy emanating its siren call, saying fuck me hard and deep. Love that detail of a woman unconsciously spreading her thighs exposing her soaking wet slit. It is nature calling one woman to another woman. Finally, Amber is reduced to delicious pleading for Laura to fuck her. I love reducing my women to a pleading state. Begging me to fuck them to heaven. Love the detail of Laura scooting over to Amber on her knees and aiming her cock at her exposed slit. I love looking down and seeing my cock poised and ready to strike. Sometimes I like to take my cock head and rub it up and down her slit. Getting it wet and rubbing her clit a little to give her a little squirt and keep the anticipation flowing for a few moments more.

I love this moment of burying my cock into my woman's willing flesh [She especially enjoyed watching the thick, shiny purple head of the huge dildo as she nestled it first in the juicy dark red pit of Amber's pussy, then slowly pushed it in deeper. The shiny purple shaft disappeared slowly, inch by inch, into Amber's pussy, with Laura watching intently as each inch slid past the girl's clinging black cunt lips. Lots of sex was esthetic pleasure for Laura, as well as sensual pleasure, but very little of it came close to this moment when the shaft was sinking into her lover's body, with her on the pushing end.] This is so true. The visual alone of sinking my cock into my lover nearly makes me swoon. I just stare as my cock slowly sinks to the hilt into my lover's frothing box. I so love feeling that initial resistence seeing how her lips play along my shaft. I can fully understand Amber's limbs getting all twitchy with this loving penetration. I love feeling that cock sliding into my tight cunt and feeling it buying itself deep in my belly. Geez, I'm getting that little fluttery here just thinking about it. I love feeling that head working my clenching love muscles.

I love seeing Amber going into a slight sexual swoon. Though not so deep she can't gasp out her pleasure and pleading for harder fucking. I know that need and I am very happy to express it. I love how this saga allows you have Laura compare her current angel to past lovers like Jonelle here with her deep swooning. I love Laura's history. I love seeing Amber's body writhing and her looking back over her shoulder and pleading for more ["Yes . . . do it . . . do it, Laura . . . do it hard . . . and fast! Please!" she panted hoarsely, almost out of control already, just from being penetrated.] I so love fucking total sluts like myself. I like how you show one lover not immediately doing what her other lover desires. Little detours are okay and can add so much if an accomplished lover like Laura is doing it. Instead of setting up a het fuck rhythm she keeps her cock buried deep in Amber's heaving belly. She bends over and first kneads all that lovely back and then leans in more to kiss and lick that beautiful flesh. Plus, bending like this changes the angle of penetration, which adds to the pleasure. Variation is the spice of sex.

I am always so happy when your lovers constantly tell their lovers just how beautiful they are. A woman so loves hearing this and so deserves to hear it. I like how Amber starts swirling her pelvis into Laura's cock. This gives her pleasure while encouraging Laura to start up the rhythm of het fucking. I always love your communication [And Amber seemed to be pleased by Laura's movement. "Yes . . .fuck me . . . yes . . .fuck me . . ." she panted into the sheet in a guttural voice, quickly submerged in a heated trance of fierce need, a need sharper and more insistent than Laura had expected, given Amber's earlier cool and faintly sarcastic manner.] Expressing your need and want. I love stripping away my lover's façade and reducing her to primal need and showing the slut that lies at the heart of every woman that is dying to get out. I love showing women their true selves. I like how Amber reminds Laura that she isn't doing it hard enough and Laura gives her what she is craves and needs ["I . . . I'm sorry." Laura clenched her teeth and rammed the thick shiny purple rod deep into Amber's cunt. "Unhhhh!" "Auungghh!"

Amber groaned, slumping forward onto the mattress. "Yes! YES!"] I love giving my woman what she needs. Seeing my cock buried deep and covered with her juices on the outstroke and glistening in the ambient light.

Amber's pleading for harder and faster seduces Laura into giving Amber what she has been craving. Laura stops holding back and commences to burying her cock deep into Amber's frothing cunt. Guiding with one hand and holding a hip to steady herself while rotating her hips and driving her cock hard and deep into Amber's quivering belly. I love driving my cock deep into my lover and having her love it like I love it. I find most women don't want all gentle but revel in good hard het fucking at least from time to time. I love as always the way you allow your women to talk and grunt their pleasure like here ["Deeper . . . Laura! Unghhh! Yes! Deeper . . . harder . . . rape me! Fuck me! Ungghhh!" "Oh baby . . . oh baby . . . oh honey!" Laura panted, fucking her harder and faster as requested, stabbing the hard rubber cock deep into her pussy, feeling Amber's body shudder as it pierced her. "Anngghhhee!" she yelped. "Yes! Ungghh! Yes . . . Laura . . .yes! Oh shit! Ahnngghiiee!"] I simply can't contemplate fucking in silence that other authors provide. I guess most other authors will say they were grunting, moaning, screeching their pleasure, which is good when used if these descriptors are interspersed with the vocalizations of sex. This is what you do continually and it just puts all the other erotica writings out there in the shade. Your stands supreme because of these fabulous details that you give us. It changes sex from the boring that others give me to the truly soul satisfying gifts you bestow upon your readers.

Laura has fallen in that fuck mania stage I love getting into. My lover is begging me to finish her off with good hard het fucking. Making her the slut she truly is. I love doing what Laura is doing here, leaning forward and pressing herself close to Amber to caress and kiss while pistoning her hips hard to drive her cock deep into Amber's belly with slapping of belly and thighs on Amber's beautiful back and buns. I love mashing my tits into a woman while fucking and scarping my tits around to burn pure sweet pleasure into my nipples to reward myself for all my hard work. I love reading Laura reaching underneath Amber's squirming body and grasping Amber's tit to squeeze pleasure into it while she thrusts so hard now that Amber's groin is almost being propelled off the bed. Sigh, I love being speared like this from behind. Feeling my pelvis being propelled forward and up and feeling my body rocking forward with this heavenly spearing and impaling of my swollen cunt. Feeling that bulbous head battering deep into my belly hard and fast. I love clamping down and just feeling my muscles clenching and being rammed through. My belly just fluttered thinking of that delicious friction deep in my cunt sleeve.

I never get over how you able to build the sex like real life. How it ramps up to the dam bursts. How lovers work towards the goal of exctacy on earth. You show here Laura sensing the end is near and starts to really pound Amber like Amber has made clear she craves and needs [She began to keen hysterically deep in her chest, and her quivering grew more intense. Laura knew she was going to come. She pumped her vigorously, almost maniacally, knowing Amber wanted it, that this was the culmination she had sought. As Amber began to twitch uncontrollably, and Laura knew the dam was going to burst, she released Amber's delectable little breast with her hand and brought it up to the girl's hair.] Sigh, you sure know how to capture that magical moment of approaching and then falling over the edge. Loved the visual picture of Amber [frothing and burbling like a volcanic pit]. This is a state I love falling into. This is my goal when giving the coup de grace to my lover [And Laura was doing everything possible to bring her to the pinnacle, now with clear success, as Amber's long, smooth body suddenly stiffened and locked for a brief instant into a seizure of sharp muscle contractions.] I so adore seeing my lover at the instant that an orgasm truly starts to grip and then tear her flesh. Those are some of my most cherished memories, the faces of my angels when their orgasm first truly grips their flesh. That look of shock, wonder, pleasure and often sweet pain all rolled into one. I can't really find the words to do it justice this supreme look of coming.

I will always adore how you describe the falling over the edge and showing the woman giving, working to make it as special and cunt rupturing as possible like here [And then it was there. A sharp, violent convulsion of her body told Laura that Amber was coming, even though her breath seemed to be knocked from her lungs, and she merely wheezed and gurgled again. Now, acting quickly, Laura sank the dildo deep into Amber's pussy and, pulling both hands up to Amber's head, filled them with clumps of the girl's short, black hair. Oh god, here it is! Come hard, honey, come hard! With both hands she yanked Amber's hair up and back, stretching her neck and giving her just the added shock she needed to spill over into wild, violent spasms of uncontrollable coming. At almost the same instant, Laura drove her hips forward one last time, sinking the thick shaft deep in Amber's clinging pussy, hearing the girl yelp even through her frantic gurglings as it plunged into her body.] Oh yeah, this is the way to finish off a het fuck when your goal has been rough and hard. I love burying cock deep in her belly and anchoring it there and letting her feel it impaling her belly as she comes on it. I so love seeing my lover convulsing in love from my ministrations. Seeing her thrash or stiffen in her first shocks of coming. You never know what wonder will be spawned. Here we get the added thrill of witnessing a good hair pulling heightened orgasm. With new lovers I start with fairly gentle hair pulls and then increase the force and repetitively according to what my lover lets me know both verbally and the cues of her coming body. Amber has already made it clear that she is like me and likes the real deal. She wants more than the rocking back of the head with only gentle or moderate strength. She needs it hard. She needs to have her head ripped back. She needs to feel her throat and upper body pulled taunt. Maria and Dodie like two or three good hard jerks where Joann likes to have head ripped back then only partially relaxed and then giving her little jerks while jerking right, left, up, back.

Women want it all different ways. Me, just give it to me, I don't really care. Just make my breathing hitch and make my muscles tight from stretching and I am your complete slut.

One thing about you making Laura's story into this saga is it allows you to explore so many facets of lesbian lovemaking and how orgasms are so different between women and even how they differ for the same woman. Because of the readers history with Laura we get to revel in how Amber comes like Jonelle used to. Amber falls into a deep swoon of quivers and twitches while animalistic groans of the deepest rapture emanate from deep within her throat. The sounds of a woman keening in rapture. I have had women fall into almost a trance like this, which makes me a little envious since I tend to come out of my whiting out stage fairly quickly. Plus, I have never seen the almost comatose state Jonelle would fall into. Drat, I would love to see Jonelle having such an orgasm. I can only imagine the bliss that must be pumping through their veins. I really love the detail of Laura gently lying on Amber feeling her exctacy while trying to enfold and coo to her through her journey of crushing bliss. I love holding my angels as they surface from their orgasms. I love for the first thing for them to see as they refocus on reality is my smiling face.

I love it when my woman is a total slut and is always striving to wring all the exctacy possible from her body. Amber knows her body is capable of more and she is more than willing to go for it. I love sensing my slut reaching for more like ["Ohhnnnnggggg!" she groaned, twisting beautifully under Laura, flexing, her sleek black body gleaming and shiny. She began thrusting her groin back into Laura again, and Laura could not help cooperating, thrusting forward again too, watching the huge stalk disappear into Amber's beautiful pussy. "Ahhnnghh! Ungghh! Yes!"] I love seeing my lover all shiny from her sweat coated body. I love rubbing against my angels when we are both sweat slicked and you can just slide together with all that delicious friction. I so swoon when I see and feel my lover once more swirling into my cock and we start the rhythm of love once more and I see my cum coated cock once more sliding up into my lover's by now totally wet cunt. I so love watching my cock sliding in and pushing her vagina in and watching clinging lips on the outstroke and seeing my cock all lubricated with her juices. When a body is overwrought like Amber's is here it is so very easy to once more fall into exctacy which Amber does after only a few good hard strokes from Laura until she throws her head back and arches her back with that delicious tension of an killing orgasm and lets out a blood curdling scream of crushing pleasure. That is pure music to my ears. I love how you show that often that bone rigid tension often transitions into helpless spastic body twitches with animalistic moans and cooing of sheer bliss. I can stare at my women in this state forever if I could. I think Amber did indeed choose correctly [Following it, as it tapered off, Amber was not swooning or blacking out but merely almost comatose, limp and lifeless, breathing only scratchily, her mouth slack, her eyes closed.] When I see this I just preen like a peacock knowing I have done my job completely well.

When Amber comes back from her star struck journey all she can do is beam and ask the rhetorical question of did they do that. I love how they coo to each other about how the other did it so right when everyone knows that both of them did it exactly right. We now get to that point where sometimes the spirit is willing but the body is spent at least temporaly.. Laura is still extremely aroused and wants to sample some sweet cunt candy and get some tattoo worship on her way south. Laura starts the festivities with some more breast worship quickly getting Amber's nipples blood engorged again and painful with pleasure and need. Laura makes her way to Amber's tattoo and kisses and licks it but when she moves south for nirvana Amber to Laura's chagrin stops her. We discover that ["Give me a minute . . . okay?" Amber said in a labored voice. "I'm . . . a little sensitive, and exhausted . . . after that last one. Okay? Can we wait a minute?"] I can always take two orgasms close together and probably a third pretty close but after that I really need this down time too. I just get so sensitive that anything directly stimulating my clitty is down right painful, fortunately I do recover fairly quickly at first but need more and more time as the night goes on. If I want to keep things going I spend that time going down on my lover while my poor kitty gets all rested up. Otherwise we take down time like Laura and Amber here. They both know that the night promises much sweet debauchery to come.

I love the cute banter of Amber knowing she picked right after Laura makes it clear that she WILL fuck Amber more than once more during the upcoming night. Amber being so sweet offers to make sure that Laura's car is taken care of overnight and even give the valet a big tip. I like Amber a lot. By the next morning after much debauchery they are ready to part. It is cute to read of Laura worrying about Amber wanting to meet again immediately. But it is Friday and this is Sara reunion day. Fortunately, Amber is off to Vail. What is so beautiful is she wants to meet Laura as soon as she returns. How can one not want another taste of the perfection that is Laura. Especially when you have her fucking you wantonly in your bed. Sigh. Laura gives Amber her phone numbers with promises to get together as soon as possible. I like how it ends with Laura amazed and basking at her being picked up. A one night stand that has developed into so much more.

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Chapter 278:

This chapter starts with a very nice surprise for Laura. She is at work and has a package delivered to her place of work which for her is unusual. I get stuff all the time at work unfortunately it is only fiber optic stuff and parts for servers and routers. Nothing for me the person, sniff, sniff. Laura out of curiosity goes and retrieves the package. If our department used the mail room and I had a package from an expensive jeweler wrapped nice like this I would go and retrieve it also. I know Laura is glad she went and retrieved it. I can only image the gossip this would stir up if it was delivered through the mail department. Now that I think about it, once when I first started working here I took out a couple of girls in another department and fucked them half to death. They were bi-curious at the time and since became lovers and moved to the left coast down in San Diego. Anyway, they sent me flowers and a card saying I gave them the best night of their lives. My coworkers went nuts with jealousy and wanting to know who it was. It was a hoot the way they carried on. I smiled when Laura, once she is in her office rips into the package with glee and shreds the paper off and discovers what lies within. We discover that it is a [Inside it was a sterling silver tennis bracelet with 12 small blue sapphires set at precise intervals along the strand.]

Laura finds a note and sees that Amber has given her a token. I love reading of Laura's elation at the gift. I have gotten small tokens but nothing so lavish. I love the fact that Amber is so thoughtful and being in a position to bestow such a gift that she actually does. What I find special about Amber here is the fact that she is only showing Laura her special feelings for her. Feelings that they have already developed for each other. This is not a woman appeasing a mistress or Laura expecting a reward for services rendered. This is one woman showing her deep longing and friendship for another and the other feeling surprised and touched by the unexpected gift. This is two special and wholesome women sharing a tender moment of giving and receiving. I read once by receiving a gift you return honor to the giver. As always, you show women being so positive towards each other. That was a thoughtful touch by Amber not putting an inscription on the bracelet so as to not arouse any jealousy in the special woman in Laura's life. You show this positive emotion when Laura reflects on how she feels a deep attraction to Amber but knows it is only physical. Yet she cherishes the fact that her and Amber get along so well

and just immediately bonded with immediate friendship. I want to get along with every woman I sleep with beyond just fucking them. I want to get to know them and find out what makes them unique in this world. I smiled along with Laura when she remembers the blistering sex they shared. I too smile when I think about recent fucking I have experienced. Daydreaming about my recent trysts and angels just make the boring times idyll away. I love to spend free time reminiscing about recent orgasms and giving of pleasure and watching my angels thrashing and groaning through pussy wrenching orgasms. I relive all the tastes, smells and tactile sensations of my women's bodies shuddering and spasming in orgasms of bliss.

Next we get an interesting development. Brad Dickerson calls Laura at work. He is the man from the last chapter that tried to pick Laura up at the party where Amber found Laura. I have to give the guy an A for effort. He has gotten Laura's work number and is once more pursuing the prey. He presses ahead even though Laura is being cool to his initial overtures. He easily takes his initial rebuff Laura gave him at the party and asks Laura if she wants to have dinner with him at an expensive restraint. I smiled thinking of the old joke that the dinner should always be on the guy because the rest of the night will be on the woman. It seems Brad's perseverance is going to pay off. It seems that Brad is awakening Laura's minor bi tastes. I am just so thankful that Laura's desire for men is now a once in a blue moon thing and not running back to men like she did in the beginning of her saga. I kind of cringed when she would have sex with one of her earlier women and then go running to a man to prove her heterosexuality. I have ran into this in real life and I just want to pull my hair out when I experience this. I like the thought that Laura has here [You'd like to wine and fuck me, Laura thought, raising one eyebrow. On the other hand, the guy was very handsome and rich and powerful. She had been ignoring her mild bisexual tendencies for quite a while now, though the feel of a good, vigorous, hard cock hammering your pussy was not an unwelcome experience, at times.] I liked the sex with a male. I just couldn't stand the dating process I guess. I just find men to be boring and inane when it comes to the matters of the heart and soul. I did like the power of their cocks pounding up my cunt and asshole and I really liked playing with cocks in my mouth and sucking a guy off and having him pumping his spewing cock in my sucking mouth and swiping tongue. I still like to give head but I miss the warmth and aliveness of the real thing.

Brad is dying to see Laura again and angles for a mid-week meeting. Laura is basking in the sudden attention she is receiving and I am totally happy for her. What woman doesn't want to be worshipped and adored? I love have having women seek me out. Makes me feel beautiful and wanted. I love being the pursued and will give my coy dance to them. I just make sure that they know I am in the end totally easy and will be your complete slut in bed if you'll let me. Laura, since she only sees Sara on the weekend and Shontay is gone and Dee Dee brings her own problems agrees to the meeting. I can't wait to see how you handle this. You always bring out the best in het fucking. Laura meets Sara for the weekend and it is clear that they fuck gloriously and share of themselves like lovers who have really bonded do. I love reading of Laura and Sara spending that quality time of sharing shared interests like their love of old movie watching and sharing quality home cooked meals and then having another round of intense cunt rending sex. It is this marrying of shared interests and mind blowing sex that just can't be matched. I still love and need my other angels but what I share with my archangels is just so fucking special. I love the fact that while with Sara, Laura doesn't even think of Amber and Brad. She knows how to focus on the here and now. She gives her archangel all that she has.

Now we get to the main angel of this chapter. Laura drives home on Sunday evening after her romantic interlude with Sara and finds a truly wonderful present waiting on her front porch. It is the beguiling angel Dawn. Yeah!!! I simply love this fuck slut who reminds me so much of myself. A woman who likes her sex hard and rough when she can get it. Cute little detail with Laura being worried when she spots Dawn not knowing who she is. In today's world you do have to worry about such things unfortunately. Of course Laura is surprised and elated to see Dawn waiting for her. I love how Dawn is immediately her saucy, sassy self ["Waiting for you. What does it look like? I guess you've been out screwing somewhere," Dawn grinned her suggestive half-grin. "You sure smell like it."] I had to grin when Laura knows she is nice, clean and pristine since she showered before she came home. Even Dawn who is so easy going shows a tinge of jealousness sometimes. I really have very, very little of the green eyed monster but I sometimes do want to be higher on a woman's list of angels and will get a little pissy myself sometimes. I love how you immediately give us that discourse I so like. Laura whispers to Dawn to get inside so she can give her a passionate kiss of greeting and Dawn shoots back that she hopes they do a lot more than that since they haven't seen each other in like two months. I love seeing Dawn's eyes light with glee and happiness knowing that soon her and Laura will be fucking gloriously. It is a shame in this country that you can't show affection in public. You can but the hassle is just not worth the pain in the ass that it would cause. Maybe our proverbial grandchildren won't have these prejudices and slights to fight against.

I so know that feeling that Laura is feeling here. As soon as she gets Dawn in the door and locks it she takes Dawn's pretty face in her hands and brings their mouths together and gives her a scorching kiss. I love not having to seduce and just taking a lover's face in my hands and bringing our mouths together and thrusting my tongue deep into her open, waiting mouth. Taking her mouth with strong tongue swipes and twining our tongues tight and slithering them together. I love kissing like this until we are forced up to get air and just making that smoky eye contact before melding our mouths together again for more devouring of tongues and tasting every part of your woman's mouth. I love how Laura moves to Dawn's neck and starts to lick and love suck while telling Dawn that she wants to fuck her completely. I know that Dawn pussy must be melting with need by now. I just melt when my lover sucks on my neck. I just swoon when they suck my flesh and worry it with their lips and teeth making me their complete slut. I can just feel my womb quiver and knees becoming weak. Dawn being Dawn is mock complaining about Laura wanting to fuck her. I love the giggles and the panting breath showing her growing arousal.

Laura is enjoying the mirth that Dawn brings but is keeping things moving forward ["I want your body," Laura panted playfully, but seriously too, slipping her hands under Dawn's shirt, pulling it out from her pants, getting her palms on that wonderful, delicious smooth warm flesh. "I want your body."] I enjoy humor in my lovemaking but I am always working to keep things moving forward. Once the hunt is over I must have your body as quick as possible. I must soon taste your delicious pussy. Savoring your cunt juices as I swallow them in gluttonous glee. I love how you show women communicating their love and need with each other that other authors just don't really show. Dawn is being coy and Laura is panting out her need and want. We discover that Sara got her period over the weekend and thus their lovemaking was curtailed somewhat. Laura had only two orgasms and thus her body is totally alive and ready for Dawn [Laura was almost surprised herself at the heat of her attack. At first she had only been playing, but just the feel of Dawn's warm smooth flesh and incredibly soft, deeply black skin against her lips was enough to light the fires quickly all over her body.] I know the feeling that Laura is feeling here. The more I can touch my lover's skin the more my desire rackets up. I so love getting a woman's clothes loosened or removed and I can start to stroke that warm resilient flesh. I so love touching a woman's warm flesh. It makes me swoon with need. I love holding a woman close and stroking her flesh and feeling her flesh quiver as I message and stroke it. I love building need and want in my woman.

Laura is so right when she remarks to herself that Dawn's protests are only in jest and just Dawn showing her natural humor. The reason Dawn comes to Laura is because she knows that Laura will fuck the living hell out of her. Exactly what she is looking for. I love how you show that even Dawn is surprised at Laura's hunger. Surprised but very, very happy I am quite sure. You again give me that wonderful description of women that I so love. You show the simple act of taking off a woman's shirt can just be so damn sexy [By now, Laura was unfastening the buttons, and doing it so hastily, so urgently, that she was on the verge of ripping them out. Dawn was wearing one of the white men's shirts she often wore, Robert's shirts, which Laura had taken off her before. The stark white of the fabric contrasted brilliantly, stirringly, with the deep blue-black of her smooth skin, a phenomenon that always made a hot, frantic pulse leap up deep in Laura's pussy.] I know that feeling of shaking fingers in trying to remove my woman's clothes. I just get so excited and horny that my fingers are shaking like crazy. I have had lover's rip buttons and zippers in their zeal to get at my willing flesh. I might get a little pissed later but at the time my pussy just melts like butter when a woman gets so excited to get at my body. I so love how Dawn uses stark white clothes to accentuate her deeply black skin. I love deep black skin. I too love to lay my white fingers against such beautiful skin and seeing that contrast. I love a pussy that is deeply black and seeing it all wet with her cunt juices and my salvia and knowing that my mouth was just buried deep into her vulva and my tongue wildly flailing away inside her wet pink cunt flesh. I love having my face buried deep in her cunt and seeing her black heaving belly so close to my eyes.

Laura shows her sense of rightness when she lets Dawn know she will replace her shirt when she responds to Dawn's continued mirthful response to Laura's adore. Now I learn something that absolutely makes my pussy sing with true happiness. Robert is no longer around, having moved to L.A. He is gone and I am sure Tamara is still there. Which can only mean that Dawn is constantly burying her face in Tamara's sweet, sweet pussy feasting with deep gluttony. I know Tamara now hungers to feast herself on sopping wet cunt meat in return. Oh, head lulling time [Now Laura had the shirt off. Her hands and her mouth were all over Dawn's near-naked upper body. She was kissing her throat, her collarbones, her smooth upper chest, the upper slopes of her breasts, breasts that she, Laura, had feasted on in the past and could not wait to expose again to her hungry mouth. Again she seared Dawn's mouth with her own, kissing her greedily, while reaching behind her and unfastening her bra, finally freeing the marvelous large round globes.] You show so truly how you just devour your woman's flesh as it becomes exposed to your hungry mouth and fingers. Other authors never spend any time on loving a woman's upper body. Kissing and licking the throat and all the area between throat and breast. I so love kissing and gently sucking this area. Giving long tongue swipes and then rubbing her flesh to keep it nice and warm after my wet licks. I so love kissing the tops of breast while they are still encased in her bra. Sometimes I will rip the bra up over her tits and simply attack and devour her tits. Then pulling her close to plant deep kisses while I unfasten her bra from the back. I love having my tongue buried deep in my woman's mouth while unclasping her bra and pressing our tits together and then moving apart enough to let her bra to start slipping off. I love letting gravity and our bodies motion to get that bra starting its journey down off my woman's tits. Nice big tits like Dawn's are extra fun watching her bra slowly works it way off those large globes.

Dawn now makes Laura her slut by moving her mouth suddenly to Laura's ear and slithers her tongue in, tracing her whorls before going deeper with little flutters and nice deep tongue traces into her inner ear. It has the same affect on Laura as it does me ["Ahhhh!" Laura gasped in surprise and pleasure as a squirt of sexual fire shot through her body. "I've been dreaming of fucking with you," Dawn whispered.] I love having my woman tell me of her need for me. I so love to hear my woman telling me she will fuck me well when I plead for good hard fucking. I have always loved it when you have your women take a piece of loose clothing like Dawn's bra her and flinging it aside. It is no longer needed. I really love this next part [She buried her face between them, lightly pinching Dawn's large soft black nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, at the same time gently easing Dawn down the door to the floor. The entryway was tiled but Laura had bought a large, thick-piled throw rug for the area just next to the door, and they settled onto it, with Laura's hand already groping for Dawn's zipper even as her mouth roamed hungrily all over Dawn's naked breasts.] There bodies are on fire with lust and they must fuck on the spot. I know that feeling very well. I love doing what Laura does here. I love to kiss the breast's body while I am tweaking and pulling her nipples. Feeling them stiffening and thickening with my loving fingers. If long and supple enough I love worrying and bending them and then pulling on them as hard as my woman loves it. I like to get my fingers wet and then get my index finger and thumb at the base of her nipple and then piston my fingers up and down and then pressing in tighter pulling up harder and letting my fingers work up and off her nipples and repeating. It just makes them whimper with need. Some of my women just thrash their heads around when I work their nipples like this and make those beautiful animalistic groans of pleasure.

Dawn is being overcome. She plucks at Laura's clothes. She is like me because she likes her woman naked like I do. She asks about the bedroom but Laura must fuck her on the spot. This is something that I absolutely love to do ["Can't wait," Laura gasped, holding one luscious deeply black breast in both of her hands and running the tip of her tongue all around Dawn's large coal-black areola, until the telltale little bumps began to appear on the silky skin. "I want you."] I so love doing this and feeling each woman's unique pattern. I love to just lean my head back and see this steeple of her areolas before I bury her areola back in my mouth. I so love to massage and squeeze breast while I feast on her nipples. With breast like Dawn's you can have such fun squeezing and plying it with differing pressure and angels of squeezing. I like how you show Laura having to remove her hands from Dawn's breast to allow Dawn to remove her sweatshirt. Dawn now gets her braless tits in her hands and begs Laura to let her suck her nipples also. You show that sometimes you must have your woman first like Laura here ["No, me first," Laura grinned, pushing her down, again cradling the breast she had been compelled to release in both her hands, lashing Dawn's wet black nipple with her tongue, then sucking it all the way into her mouth. "Uhhh!" Dawn gasped softly. "God, I love how you do it so hard."] I so love lashing a nipple and then sucking it in deep to my mouth for good hard sucks and tongue lashing. I too learned early the pleasure of hard sucking of tits. I love to get that good clamp and then pull my head back while massaging her tit and sucking her nipple hard while working my tongue all over her nipple and areola. It just makes them thrash or sometimes they get that cute complete stiffening and feeling her hands claw

into my scalp as she thrusts up her back and stiffens as I suck pure pleasure into her tit and then I quickly move to her other tit. Feeling their stiff need in their clawed fingers still glued to my scalp as I start to move back and forth. I can just hear that guttural sound of pleasure escaping through clenched teeth when they get like this.

I love to do what Dawn does here ["Oh yes! Oh yes!" Dawn whimpered softly, throwing her head back, then lifting it again and helping by holding Laura's head in her hands as Laura moved over to her other breast and began sucking her other nipple in the same way.] Sometimes I am overcome and my head just flops around like it broken and I moan piteously but sometimes I have the strength take my lovers head in my hands while she is working my tits and bending my head up and watching up close how she is pleasuring me. I love it when they make that smoking eye contact and must women can't refuse working that extra bit harder. They can't refuse the challenge of pumping more pleasure into your burning tit and finally making you groan wildly and letting your head flop back. I love being overcome with pleasure. I always clench my stomach muscles when I bring my head up to observe like this. It just makes my womb clench and quiver and I can just feel my nipples sending burning arrows of the purest pleasure straight to my burning and aching with need cunt. I often just keen in helpless pleasure as my twat starts to pump up as each arrow finds its home delivering such sweet burning pleasure.

I love Dawn because she is exactly like me [This time Laura gave her a hint of teeth, sinking them lightly into Dawn's thick, stippled areola, feeling her body stiffen infinitesimally. Ordinarily, with her other women, Laura was careful, especially at first, but she knew that Dawn was a perverted slut like she herself who loved it hot and wild, even rough. And the half-demented mewling she heard in response to the feel of her teeth sinking even gently into Dawn's nipple only confirmed her attitude.] I too like that moderate biting and teeth rakes. It just makes me melt. I find must women like this to some degree. Usually more gentle while some are like Joann and Dodie who really want you to sink your teeth in and rake them hard. One of Dodie's lovers, Polly has pretty pink nipples and when you rake them I just love seeing them redden. I don't really like it quite that hard. With new lovers you do need to start slow and gentle and find out exactly what they like and then deliver what makes them melt and mewl with pleasure. I

love all my angels but I simply adore sluts like Dawn. Women who enjoy the pleasure of rough lovemaking. Good healthy sex without the extremes of Karen in the past.

I smiled great big when Dawn starts to desperately claw at Laura's clothes. She is like me in the sense that she needs to feel her lover's naked body pressed to hers while making love. For me, I love doing it completely in the nude except for cute little things like ankle or waist bracelets. This is the reason I so long to get naked together [In seconds they were naked, and they coiled together, kissing passionately, running their hands all over each other, as if they had never touched each other's naked body before. Now that Laura was naked too, Dawn's mouth and hands were all over her flesh, and Dawn was sucking her nipples too, then biting her neck.] I am so thankful that I have found an author that shows this simple coiling of bodies that other authors never really show. They kiss heatedly but never do their lovers coil together like two mating snakes. Me, I love that coiling of legs and roaming of hands and then using our hands to mate our breast and bellies together as our tongues are plunging deep in each others mouths.

I have taken a teenage lover and I am teaching her the pleasures of lesbian loving. Just last night we were rolling around in bed like this and she has learned that I am your total slut when she does what Dawn does here. She moved her mouth from mine and moved her mouth to my neck and started licking it and reached up with a hand to pull my hair enough to arch my neck and then started sucking it gently making me her slut. My legs just spasmed and stiffened and I started mewling like a she cat in heat. She really knows me by now and I felt her free hand move to my cunt and got two fingers lubricated in my juices and then quickly buried them in deep and started pistoning my cunt hard while giving me a hickey. She knows to pump hard with her knuckles of her free fingers ramming into my cunt. After about thirty seconds of this my cunt simply exploded with shockwaves of devastating bliss. I can still feel our slicked flesh as I rubbed and jerked helplessly against her body and she kept my neck firm against her mouth with her hand now holding my head while sucking pure pleasure into my raging pulse point. I returned the pleasure when she mounted my face and rode my face like Shavon until she came screaming and thrashing with me having to hold her hips strong and firm so I could continue to flail her clit and streaming slit drawing out several more excruciating spasms from her wrenching flesh. I so love hearing her youthful screams of shocked unadulterated pleasure. She is so grateful just like I was at her age to have a mature woman loving and teaching me.

I love how this next part shows the dynamics of lovemaking. Dawn works her hand between Laura's thighs and finds Laura's cunt absolutely saturated. I love that beautiful picture of Laura's juices running over Dawn's fingers as she starts to piston her fingers in Laura's tight cunt. I love wet juicy cunts and getting their juice all over my fingers, hands, lips and face. That is how I get and I love getting pussies all soaked with cunt juice. Other authors would just finish this finger fuck but Laura has other ideas. She simply must take control and have Dawn first. This is the negotiating and asserting of wills of lovers at love. Laura wins this battle of love wills and slides down Dawn's body kissing all the way. I too have to pay special homage to hard stomach muscles like Dodie, Polly and Stacy have. I must kiss and whisper my love to them. I so love to bend my cheek to them and just rub my cheek lightly against them. Feeling their hardness and knowing that I might be soon rubbing my cunt to glorious rupturing orgasms. I have ridden many an athlete's or weightlifter's stomach to glorious orgasms over the years.

I had to smile great big at Laura's pure happiness here ["Ohhh honey . . . too long, too long!" she moaned softly, sucking the inner flesh of Dawn's black thighs, then happily giggling as she noticed the thick black patch of pubic hair that had never been there before, at least when she was doing this. "Oh, you let it grow for me!"] I keep my bush trimmed but I love running my nose through thick bushes. They do so capture the pure musky essence so well. I love Laura moaning out her pleasure and need while kissing and sucking on Dawn's thick divine thighs. I love muscular legs no end. I nearly cream my panties watching Serna Williams playing tennis. Such legs and shoulders. I simply drool watching her muscles at play. I love how you give your women their unique quirks like Dawn's patented half-smile when she replies that Robert is gone and she did it just for Laura. I love this showing of glowing consideration between lovers. Dawn did this just to bring pleasure to Laura. Little things can mean so much [Laura was in seventh heaven, nuzzling the glistening filaments of black hair and inhaling the fresh, murky, steamy odors of Dawn's aroused and inflamed pussy.] I can just inhale deeply like this for long minutes of pure heaven.

You now sing rhapsodies over Dawn's pussy like only you do in erotica [But she could not keep her mouth from Dawn's delectable, festering quim for long. Even though Laura tended to soar into worshipful rhapsodies over each beautiful vagina she discovered, Dawn's had always been perfection to her, a sculptured black-edged seashell with inner wet folds of deep coral, the thick inner lips ascending and converging on an exquisite little black hood sheltering the small dark pink bead of her clit, just waiting for Laura's tongue to find it. When you pulled open the outer lips, as Laura was now doing, it was like an embedded wet, pulpy red mouth of raw glistening flesh, all runny and gooey and inviting. Laura rapidly slid her tongue all the way into it.] You really are the only author to describe the perfection that is each woman's vagina. You have shown how each of Laura's love's pussies are so unique while other author's keep all their creations with the same non descript vaginas. It gets to be rather glaring after a while. Not only do you describe a woman's cunt so lovingly you also use such vivid word pictures to add that little punch that just make you want to bury your tongue in deep like Laura's does here. I love opening her outer lips and seeing that soaked pit of love and need beckoning my tongue. I so love feeling my tongue sliding into that warm slicked heat.

You really know how to give that cute detail of lovemaking. Laura is absolutely devouring Dawn's cunt. Burying her tongue deep and flailing it for all she is worth. Exploring all the folds and inner undulations. Seeking all her secret nerves and scooping out dollops of tasty cunt cream to swallow in loving gulps. You tell us that Dawn is like Laura and myself in that our first orgasms tend to come quick. I love how you show them writhing on the floor in their lust but what is just so special is this little part [not exactly a tranquil moment of shared meditation]. That is just so way beyond cute and this word prose is absolutely beautiful to read. Other authors don't even come close this kind of prose. You are the only author who really shows that fuck hunger you fall into while devouring a hot juicy quim ["Yes . . . yes!" Laura half-growled, devouring her burbling wet slit. "Yes!"] I love murmuring out my lust and happiness while devouring hot juicy cunt meat. Oh geeezzzeeee, I really love how you show that adding of

heat and finishing off your woman the way you are supposed to [Laura often wanted things to go on forever, but she knew this wasn't the end of it but the beginning. She wanted Dawn to come fast, and knew it would happen in only seconds. She slid a finger up into the warm, oily channel of Dawn's delicious pussy and fucked her with it very fast while also sucking Dawn's clit thirstily, little hood and all.] I can just feel my finger pistoning fast and furious and feeling that clit and hood slide between my lips for hot sucking and severe tongue lashing. I love feeling that berry and hood in my hot mouth as I suction them hard and fast. I so love inhaling a hot clit and pulling my head back trying to pull that clit flesh tight and then tongue lashing hard. All for this wonderful moment ["Oh!" Dawn began to come, a swift, crushing blow. "Ummnngghhh! Auuggnhh! Oh . . . oh shit, Laura . . . oh . . . auungghhhh!"]

Oh yeah, I love how you show Dawn's strong body spasming hard into the air and flexing strongly. This next part reminds me of Dodie, Polly or Stacy. Sometimes when I have just brought one of them off, I must immediately mount those stomach muscels that have been calling to me like the sirens of old. I too have done what Laura does here. I need to rub my pussy on those oh so hard to find rock hard stomach muscles. Sometimes their orgasm has left them on their stomach and I have to grab ahold of their still stunned body and roll them over onto their back and I waste no time in mounting them. They may be stunned at first but soon they are grabbing my hips and grinding down hard while humping up hard into my manical gyrations. I will rub against anything but this is just so fucking rad. I love feeling my raw cunt meat rubbing up and down that expanse of rippling muscles punishing my clit with wonderful shocks of pure pleasure like Laura here [She even reached down, almost frantically, to spread her warm, greasy cunt lips open widely so that she could feel Dawn's silky skin against the inner wet raw meat of her aching slit. By now Dawn had returned to consciousness enough to realize what Laura was doing. Her black eyes flickered both with temporary sexual satiety and delighted pleasure as she stroked Laura's naked thighs with her long, slender black fingers. Slowly, she started undulating her body under Laura, so that her stomach muscles rose up into Laura's slowly sliding wet pussy.] I love helping my woman ride my stomach. Thrusting up my stomach and grabbing her hips to press down hard and get her clit and inner cunt flesh all hard pressed against my muscles. I can often feel that clit digging across my stomach. Dodie and Stacy have real wet cunts and I so love feeling my stomach getting slavered with cunt juice and feeling them pool and run down my sides and making a wet spot underneath me. You are the only author to have their women talk to each other while fucking with Dawn here telling Laura she knows she has been dying to ride her stomach. Love that mental picture of Laura's hair flying around as she rides her cunt wildly on Dawn's stomach until that moment has been reached we all strive for ["Auungghhh!" she groaned. "AUUNGGHHHH!" Without knowing it, she went briefly crazy, grabbing Dawn's ribcage with both frantic hands and jamming her slippery pussy into the hard, smooth muscles of Dawn's wet stomach, even grunting and snuffling in a fierce fit of lust as the last dying spasms of a thrilling, short, unexpectedly powerful orgasm dissipated.] I know I have gone wild when striving to finish myself off like this. Ramming and grinding my cunt hard until I feel those first almost mystical quivers and tightening of my stomach muscles and womb and feeling the quivering growing stronger deep in my cunt. I just start ramming harder and stronger and I can just feel those initial tremors erupting into simply cunt scalding orgasms. I just go wild with a lot of thrashing and screaming. I often rip myself loose from their grip and flop down on the bed and twitch and flop like a fish out of water. Often I will reach down and frig my cunt trying to prolong the ecstasy. I remember recently this happened with Dodie and her greedy self slapped my fingers aside and buried her face into my cunt and tongued fucked my slit hard with lots of hard interspersed clit lashes. Gosh, my cunt exploded again so hard I think I actually gushed some. Dodie's face was completely saturated. She looked so beautiful covered in my juices and swiping her tongue around lapping it up. She then grabbed my face and rubbed our faces together and then licked it off my face and then just grabbed my head and made hard eye contact before she buried her tongue deep in my mouth. I nearly swooned from spent love.

You make this blistering interlude so extra fucking special when you have Laura groggily telling Dawn she "lost it" and Dawn just beaming with her patented half squint beautiful smile and replies "I guess you did." I just love the mirth and happiness you make so clear in your writings. This is so extra binds lovers together this post coital time. This sharing of souls. Dawn is ready to continue on the rug by the door but Laura wants to move the loving to the bedroom. I can't blame her. I love to fuck anywhere but nothing still beats a nice king sized bed. So soft and so large a field to play on. I really know the fuck hunger that Laura is falling into. Many times it doesn't matter to me at all that I have had a blistering orgasm, especially if we have just started making love. I am so ready for more searing sex. My pussy just sings to me its need to be torn apart with more cunt rupturing orgasms. I can just feel my womb quivering and coiling with hungering need for more release. I so love hearing Laura panting out her need and Dawn's giggles as they rush to the bedroom.

Sigh, I am so there when they rip the covers off and fall on the sheets and let the bodies twine close with legs wrapped tight together and bellies fitted close and tits mashed and just stroking each others faces and looking into each others eyes as we bring our mouths together and sliding our tongues deep into each others mouths and letting them start their dance of coiled love. I can go on like this forever. Kissing and stroking and grasping my lover to pull extra close and rubbing our bodies together. I love that friction of skin and muscle rubbing together in that warm cocoon of love. Reaching down and grabbing her ass checks and starting up that micro humping action. I can just hear the air pumping through their nose as their excitement builds as we kiss. I can feel the sweat building and the juices starting to flow again. Had to chuckle at the clammy tummies. I like it wet but if you let yourself cool down sometimes a lot of cunt juice on you does become cold and sticky. We keep towels on a nightstand beside the bed. I will often just roll on my stomach and drag myself around to get enough off to get comfortable. Hehehe, plus I get a little trib action on my clit as I hump myself clean. I am such a selfish girl I know.

I think they bond a little here even more when Dawn so solemnly watches Laura cleaning her torso with the sheet. Kind of the bonding that primates have when they groom each other. That tactile cleaning can almost hypnotize me with warm pleasure. Of course Laura is getting close to her work to get her clean and thus she is getting close to that magical area that is a woman's belly and pelvis region. I am completely besotted by this area. I am so drawn to this area. I do what Laura starts to do here [Dawn was silent, looking down, while Laura carefully wiped the pussy juices off her stomach with the edge of the sheet. Of course, Laura could not stop there. She had just rubbed her clit into a stunning, violent orgasm on this hard, smooth, very black stomach. She could not now keep her mouth off it. She licked and kissed the smooth, dark expanse of Dawn's stomach slowly, sensually, kissing her way along the sides of Dawn's ribcage, letting her lips roam the faint creases between each rib, then slowly returning to Dawn's navel, frenching it, growing more passionate.] I almost feel like shouting WHY are you the only author to give us this. This loving of the whole body. I hunger to kiss my lover's heaving belly and taste, lick, kiss and rub my face on each of her ribs. Feel their shape and travel their length. Playing with the valleys between and who doesn't love tongue fucking a navel or kissing it like her mouth. It makes them so Horny!! I can totally understand when Dawn gasps out that no one fucks like Laura. Laura is the total package of great skill and complete devotion. Once a woman comes across a lover like this and finally understands what is possible I find the vast majority quickly start to pick it all up. Women as a vast rule just want to give as completely as they receive. I still like to think I am in the top five percent though. My complete goal is my angels. I now I will be pleasured, thus I aim for their complete satisfaction.

Now we get a little bit of Laura's jealousy. She whines a little when Dawn pants out that she is the best. For Dawn to make that statement, Dawn must be comparing her to someone. My heart just sings with unbridled joy when I see that Dawn and Tamara are now living together and fucking each others brains out. I love hearing Dawn telling that Tamara loves doing it. I remember the first time Tamara did it with Laura she would only frig Laura and now she is buying her face deep in heavenly odorous sopping wet cunt every night I am sure. She has found her true self and my soul sings for her epiphany. I Like Dawn mock scolding Laura for being jealous of what she has at home and being so innocent acting when she tells Laura of her living with Tamara now. I had to smile when Dawn mentions that Tamara is inhibited about totally letting go ["She loves to do it . . . but she's a little inhibited, if you know what I mean." Laura nodded. "I do know." Dawn bared her teeth in a mock savage way and gave Laura a small, sexy growl. "You aren't, though." "No . . . I'm not."] Damn, I love Dawn's ways. I know what Dawn is telling Laura. My angel is sort of tame like Amber's main angel and we are coming to Laura to get our taste of the rougher side of love. For me it is the opposite. My archangels are rough like me but I have other angels like Tamara. Sweet gentle souls who just aren't open to being changed. Some have gotten a taste for rougher love but it has been a very slow process and I let them lead their metamorphous. I love having women I know who are gentle and totally traditional in their lovemaking. I and my archangels are not hard loving all the time. All lovers need variety to keep the sex special. It is nice having women that when we come together I know we will have that gentle loving that makes the soul sing with joy.

Wow, now I get another wonderful surprise. The Vietnamese girl mentioned many chapters ago seems to have become an angel in Dawn's life. Before we learn more we see Laura realizing that she has moved on from Dawn. In the past she was the archangel in Laura's life but now it Sara. Dawn had Robert and now Tamara and Laura had to wait to be fitted into her schedule. Now she has Sara and Laura now has someone where she is first and she is reveling in it. Plus, there is just something special about Sara that they bonded on a deeper level than Laura ever bonded with Dawn. Their love was hot but never as deep. Laura knows that Dawn will now come to her to satisfy her wilder side. We discover her Vietnamese love's name is Hanh Phuc Chu and that she brings mirth and happiness to Dawn's eyes. Laura can only be happy for her. We learn though that Hanh is also a gentle, shy soul and that she is hot in bed but it is a sweet loving she brings. Know Laura really understands why Dawn is here. She needs [Dawn gave her the half-grin. "Sometimes I just need . . . the old scorched earth policy."] Laura inquires as to what she desires and we learn she wants to be tied up and fucked with the double

penetrator. I love how Dawn can have orgasms remembering her past trysts with Laura. I too have many orgasms pleasuring myself basking in the glow of past memories. I have never lost my love of masturbation. My angels bring me great, great pleasure but the narcissist side of myself loves to bring myself off to screaming orgasms. I and most of my main lovers love masturbating for each other. We love to be watched and I can learn how they love themselves and I can pickup tips on pleasuring them in the future.

I like the humor you always show between your lovers [Laura playfully poked her chin with a loose fist. "You little sicko. You just want me to satisfy your sick little perversions. Don't you know you're talking to the New Laura?"] Sorrowfully, only you really show this. You just made me happily chuckle when Dawn doesn't believe the "new Laura" and gets off the bed and swipes her hand underneath the bed and whines pathetically when she doesn't find any rope under the bed. Plus, you give me that beautiful picture of Dawn getting on her knees beside the bed searching for the rope and I can just close my eyes and see her beautiful dangling breasts swaying as she desperately seeks after the rope. I know my pussy would pulse and spasm seeing this. My juices would be lubricating, getting ready for more divine fucking. This is almost a perfect picture of capturing the essence of a woman that goes so far beyond just her physical attributes [Laura's lust was instantly jacked up to the wildly combustible point. Dawn was so amazingly desirable, sitting there on the floor on her knees, looking plaintively up at Laura on the bed, her naked, very black body sleek and gleaming, her sensual mouth pouting. She was about nineteen or twenty, but at this particular moment she looked about fifteen, fetching, innocent, but full of tempting, brash sensuality and fresh sexual mischief, reminding Laura of Mavis and Jane at that age, when they had snared Laura's heart (and her hungry pussy) forever with their adolescent charm.] So much beauty that is based on the essence of a woman and not just how big her tits are or the shape of her ass or that heavenly mound of paradise.

My cunt always gets at least moist while I am writing glosses. It takes some time over days so I never know how your writings will hit me as I am glossing in the moment. Right now my pussy has been giving me pleasant little twinges during this session but know I just had a major pulse that made me bend over and suppress a moan. I think I see spanking coming and my cunt just got almost instantaneously wet. I adore your writings for giving me this. I will be masturbating soon. While reading I am finger myself right now. My keys are often a little wet. Laura plays the game to excite Dawn by continuing to tell Dawn she is a new person and Dawn playing along starts to get mocked piss. In fact she is like Joann and Dodie in that you sometimes wonder if the anger is real. They know how to make my cunt melt with need. Laura sees the humor in Dawn's eyes but Dawn is ready to deliver on her threats [She pinched each of Laura's nipples in her fingers and twisted them hard, sharply. The pain and shock was so sudden that Laura nearly rose up off the bed. Her nipples had not hurt so badly since the days when she and Karen had lovingly tortured each other's breasts. "Anngghiieieeeee!" she cried out, writhing and twisting to get her body out from under Dawn's. "Oh god . . . you cunt! Let me go!"] Another cunt spasm with this heat. I love having my nipples pinched when I have to be disciplined for being such a fuck up. I love cursing my tormentor. It just so turns me on. Especially when I get shown my place some more.

The joy of having a big strong lover gives me this [But Dawn had now straddled her waist and was holding her down by pinning her wrists to the mattress. Dawn was a big, healthy, strapping young girl, strong and vigorous, and there was no way Laura could wriggle free. Also, in addition to the pain in her nipples, now waning, she had felt the peculiar sexual fire stirring deep inside her pussy that she and Karen had been seeking to arouse when they had succumbed to such things in the past. Her pussy was wet, and her body was throbbing. She was wildly, fiercely aroused.] My smaller lovers take me like the slut I am, but big boned girls like Maria, Dodie and Polly have the size to make me feel helpless and conquered in reality. I have the power and skill to easily escape but I just bury that totally and let my struggles be for naught and let them totally conquer my body and soul. This surrender always gives me such fucking, intense, heavenly orgasms. This kind of play so quickly gives sweet pleasure. I love that being pined by Maria and Dodie because the have big full tits. When they bend to hold me down while straddling me it gives me access to their sweet breast. I love chasing nipples and having their tits brushed and slapped against my moth. I love being tormented when they won't let me capture their nipples. Maria loves to hold her tits just above the reach of my up thrusting head. She will let me just start to get her tit in my mouth and then laughing slowly pulls her tit up. I get so damn frustrated that I just call her a bitch, whore, slut and scream at her to give me her tit. She just laughs and giggles. I get so damn frustrated until she

finally feeds me her tit and I just devour her tit with wild hunger and need. I love hearing her deep chested groans and feel her body quivering and her arms quivering while holding me down. Just when I feel victory is within my grasp she will suddenly pull up with her tit popping out, all dripping with my salvia and the game is begun again. I love feeling her tits wet with my salvia slapping my face.

Dawn has an advantage here. She knows that Laura needs her tits and uses Laura's need to tell her she won't have them until Laura tells her where the rope is. Laura's thoughts of refusal disappear when the thinks of having her tits. She barks out that they are in the closet. Okay. I just read the next paragraph and I am shutting down for a little while. I must pound my kitty to a quick orgasm. Okay, I'm back feeling refreshed after a nice sharp gut wrenching orgasm. Got my fingers all nice and clean after a good cat purring tongue cleaning. I love how Dawn awards Laura's submission [In one fluid motion, she released Laura's wrists and also lowered her body at the same time, actually mashing her naked breasts directly into Laura's face. Surprised and delighted, Laura quickly filled her hands with the luscious warm globes, turning her head slightly and filling her mouth finally with one of Dawn's large, swelling, silky nipples, swirling her tongue around it and sucking it in deep.] This is just so fucking on. This suddenly changing the dynamic to surprise and delight your lover. I can just feel my body surging with my freed hands finding Dawn's tits and quickly guiding one of those plump nipples to my starving mouth. I love having big tits mashed into my face. Feeling their weight and warmth and especially smelling her tit flesh pressed into my nose. It such a heavenly scent. I can just taste that bulb as I tongue lathe hard feeling her steepling of areola and rubbery nipples sliding through my tight lips for hard tongue lashing and deep throat sucks. I so love swallowing a tit and loving hard and then moving to the other and back and forth. Squeezing and kneading with my hands. I love squeezing a tit in time to my deep sucks. I love setting up that rhythm of sucking, squeezing and pulling back with my head to bring that delicious tension. All women love to have the tits sucked hard. It just burns your tits from within with pleasure with arrows of purest pleasure piercing your cunt with such fucking burning pleasure. I so love it. I always fall into that sympathetic cunt humping in time with the loving that is being down to my tits. I have frigged myself to many an orgasm while a woman sucked my tits. They know to keep sucking hard while I come. I just scream and thrash in the purest bliss possible on earth. I so love pounding my cunt with one hand and plundering my asshole with the middle finger of my other hand in this scenario. This way I am pleasured in all three of the big erogenous zones. I try to hit all my secret nerves in my cunt to prolong the pleasure while pounding and fluttering my rectum while arching my back for all I'm worth to cram as much of my tit as possible into my lover's mouth. I always thrash my head while screaming and I just love drool as the aftershocks start to ripple deep in my womb. This always leaves me a

quivering, sweaty, totally happy mess.

Dawn enjoys this for a while but she needs the rope and Laura moves to do her bidding. I love how Laura calls Dawn a "little tramp and slut" and Dawn confesses that she loves dirty talk. She would definitely love me. I can curb almost all things about myself sexually except my potty mouth. That is just a part of me like my enthusiasm for fucking. I need to do it or I feel like head will explode from trying to keep it all in. Laura returns and they sensually kiss with stabbing and coiling tongues and then you give us that wonderful dialog I so adore and that only you provide, ["You forget I'm the new Laura," she breathed. "You're trying to corrupt me." The fetching half-smile tugged at the sexy crescents in the dark skin beside each corner of Dawn's mouth. "I'm taking you back to your roots."] This is lovers at play. I so love the mock snarls as Dawn grabs the rope out of Laura's hands and then tries to start tying up her own breasts and fails miserably. I too have little skill in this though I am learning. All those loops and twists just plain confuse me. I chuckled when Dawn ["How the fuck do you do this, anyway?"] after the ropes droops and falls pathetically away from her yearning body. Laura has the skill from her time with Karen and Earlene. She knows all the tricks like making the rope pull tighter with your struggles which is exciting. I have to admit I am doing this a little now, this being typed up in new ways. I am learning to like it more but only with no true pain. "Love pain" I crave and love but not that real strangling pain that Karen so craved. That is totally hein-ous. I have done this a few times now and while I loved the feelings it produces I am still learning to get turned on by the visuals. When I tie up a lover I love the energy and happiness it fills her with but still looks kind of weird to me. When I am tied up, I look down and it is more visually appealing. I mate the visual with the way I feel so bound and helpless. This is something that Dodie and her new archangel Frankie have really shown me. Frankie hooked Dodie and when they broached it to me I accepted. I was ready to take the risk because of what I have read here. I saw that pleasure was possible from some loving rope play. I am now willing to indulge

Maria's love to be tied up and ravished. We all should continue to try and grow as lovers. Joann is happy because she had been restraining this part of herself to please me. She is so cute. She actually happily hums to herself while tying me or Maria up. Joann now has new ways to keep us in line. Hehehe and we so fucking love it. I love the restraining, pinching, digging and tightening but I get absolutely no enjoyment out of the level that Karen loved it. That strangling of ones tits is absolutely crazy. Real deep pain is so such a turn off for me. I think reading your stories helped me to see that more rope play can be fun. Something you can share with lovers you can completely trust and know you are safe with. I always just had tied it to severe SDBM in my mind. You helped me to see that is not necessarily so. It's funny, I almost immediately feel in love with this play. I was stupid to deny myself for all this time. I need to be more adventurous.

Dawn taunts Laura some more when she remarks that Laura says she is trying to change but she still has the rope. Another delightful chuckle for the reader. Been a while sense Laura truly blushed and Dawn fires another zinger ["Guess you were waiting for me to bring my pretty titties over here and tempt you, as you put it, eh?" Dawn taunted her again.] I so love Dawn and her humor and love of life. You are just making me continue to chuckle when Dawn grows impatient with Laura for taking too long to proceed even though she as capitulated to her desires [Dawn waited for her to resume, then grew impatient. "Hurry, Laura," she coaxed. "I'm in a hurry here. My little cunny is running over."] You are showing more humor in one chapter than a lot of writers have in their whole career. Thank you is all I can say. I love how you make it clear that Dawn is only [After all, Dawn didn't want torture, like Karen; she wanted only a little fun bondage, a little splash of hot sauce on the meal.] This is exactly what I have learned the past couple of months. Unlike Dawn, I don't like it too super tight (just a nice taunt pinching and digging in) and Dawn has to press Laura to get what she needs ["Goddamn it, if you don't make them tighter I'm gonna spank your white ass," Dawn glared at her.] I love to have my women snarl at me when we get in this mood. I would be melting inside. Playing on the current dynamic I would either give in or hold out a little to get her more racketed up so I will get a nice good ass blistering to reward my hard work. I love being a naughty girl and being punished. Geez, my cunt is pulsing again. Laura can't wait but neither can Dawn. Dawn reaches up and pulls the ropes tighter herself making her tits flare and bulge with blood. Yumm.

Dawn is such a wonderful slut in that she wants more. She begs for tighter and more. I just whimper and let my lovers do what they want. They just know not to really hurt me and I am happy. I love the happiness I give them in indulging their wants. I think I was a little too selfish in the past in denying my angels who crave this desire for rope play. I have since had orgasms that nearly made be black out from scalding cunt searing pleasure that rocked my mind to its very foundations. That restraining and pinching of my body when it just wants to thrash and spasm across the bed is truly stupendous. Still don't like

gags though and will refuse that but will gladly put my wrists or ankles out for handcuffs. I panic if I can't breathe "normally" for an extended length of time that any good fuck needs. Laura gives Dawn an out about the gag but Dawns rejects any overtures. She loves having her mouth "mugged". I so love producing this affect in my lovers before I even really get started with my serious loving [Dawn's eyes actually rolled up briefly, showing the whites, her eyelids quivering, as she apparently contemplated the sublime sexual pleasure Laura was about to inflict on her. She was pliant and soft now, and Laura had no trouble rolling her onto her side and handcuffing her wrists behind her. She had considered tying Dawn's wrists to opposite sides of the bed frame, stretching her out that way across the bed, but she knew that would take too much time. They were both now in a hurry.] I love being handcuffed like a whore being arrested. I love the awkward angel and slight pain and pressure I feel as I'm rolled back over or onto my back. I am so fucking helpless and I love it. I feel like a complete slut who is about to be taken by her mistress.

Dawn opts for the full face harness and pleads for the double penetrator. I too am like Laura and Dawn. I was introduced to strap-ons early on and I have fucked guys so I love penetration and love having all my holes fucked greedily. I am not a PC lesbian by any imagination. On a list I get it is interesting watching the two camps argue over penetration. I'm lucky. I want to totally do it both ways. I will take and give exactly what you want. I so love DP and feeling those cocks plundering both holes and feeling them work that thin membrane between. We too flip our double penetrator like Laura from time to time to get the bigger prong working our tight assholes. I so swoon feeling a big bulbous cock head working past my clenching sphincter and feeling that shaft slide up my bowels. I love the observation that Laura so revels in giving Dawn truly mammoth orgasms. Women always think first and foremost of their lovers. I love how we see some of Dawn's thinking here. She confesses she can't even ask Tamara or Hanh to do her anally. They are simply too conservative or "prudish" as Dawn puts it. Then Laura asks her about Robert. Dawn has to think for a moment but answers that she wouldn't let him because of the "power issue". She didn't want to give Robert that kind of power over her. I have known women like this. Another big reason is they don't seem to want to share this aspect of themselves. They keep it special by only giving it to their female lovers. Yeah!!! Spiritually I love this, but logically I think they should take advantage of the real thing. I know how to use a strap-on but I will never be able to give her the warmth of an alive cock, the ability to spew bolts of hot come up her ass and men just have that control that a skilled lover has and the always present power. Still, I love taking something from my lover she won't give to her husband or boyfriend. It makes me feel so special I want to preen and strut.

Of course there is one more reason for getting Laura to ream her asshole [Dawn's eyes flashed, and though she was too sexually aroused to give Laura her usual kittenish half-grin, she managed to hint at it. "You know how to do it right, Laura," she panted. "Now hurry up and do it. I'm dying for it."] That is always a great reason to request something of someone. Laura gives her the gag and we get to immediately hear Dawn's gagged voice. Laura immediately descends to her bound breasts and starts sucking her swollen tits hungrily and devouring those divine puffy nipples. A woman can't help but arch

her back like Dawn here. Trying to stuff her tit meat into that devouring mouth as much as possible. I like to do what Laura is doing here and running my fingers through a woman's cunt hair and feeling her juices all trough her pubic hair. I love finding a sodden crotch. I love the passion of reacquainting myself with a lover I haven't been with for some time. Laura in a moment of weakness can't help but be competitive about Dawn's other lovers. I simply don't feel this way but this is part of Laura's makeup. You always show the heat of the spoken word ["Oh yes, I'm going to fuck you," Laura purred to her, knowing how such intimate, dirty language thrilled Dawn and aroused her sexual need to the breaking point. "Mmmm, I'm going to fuck you everywhere . . . every part of your body is mine . . . I'm going to eat you alive . . . oh Dawn, you are so beautiful!" "Mnnggee . . . mnggaaugghh!" Dawn groaned into the ball in her mouth, her eyes fiery and desperate.] I so love the art of talking dirty. It is a complete turn on for me. There are a few women I must try to at least curb this part of me somewhat but a lot really come to love it when they are exposed to it. Some women surprise themselves when they discover they like this.

Another thing that you show that other authors almost never show is the thought processes of lovemaking. You show how the dynamics and flow of events can change our desires and how we wish to express them. This is not a fault in other stories because it doesn't really take anything from the story. You're showing your lover's thoughts and desires merely make your stories superior and much more enjoyable to read. Laura fully intends to use the double penetrator doggy style like Dawn wants but she changes her mind. She has recently used it on Jane and satiated her desire to use this dildo for now.

Plus, she desires to do it face to face so she can feel Dawn's body against hers. I love doing it missionary style because of this. This pressing and rubbing of flesh. Also, this allows me to whisper and love coo to your sweet face and kiss you all over your beautiful face and upper body and bending down and getting some sweet breast meat and suckle some rubbery nipples. After thinking for a moment she knows she what she wants. She gets up and gets her ribbed strap-on and straps herself in for hot action. Dawn knows that Laura is changing the script but she knows that lovemaking has its give and takes and that whatever Laura comes up with will be fucking wonderful. I love her gagged response ["Mmmphggg!" she grunted softly, expectantly.]

Laura gets on the bed and rolls Dawn over half on to her side and quickly lubes her fingers. That is a great detail of penetrating her sphincter with a finger and using that inserted finger to guide her cock home. I love how you show where other authors don't the love cooing to your lover as you guide your shaft home. I so love that guiding my cock up into my lover's rectum. You show consideration when you have Laura love cooing to Dawn while gently stroking her cheek. I find this gentleness really adds to my pleasure when my lover helps me get accommodated to her cock buried deep in my clinching asshole. Good lovers know to wait for their lover to signal to you to start the sweet fucking. Only you show this tenderness one should show your lover to help increase her sweet pleasure. Cute detail of Laura almost missing her cue to commence because [Laura was so enraptured and overheated by the feel of her body pressing everywhere against Dawn's that she almost missed the signal. She had altered their usual fucking positions just to achieve this, just so she could press her hot flesh everywhere against Dawn's hard, silky, very black body and feel this heavenly sexual rapture. Rarely did they fuck face to face any more, since they had become so adroit at administering horrifically intense orgasms to one another via other positions.] Variety is the spice of life after all. I too love feeling my lover's flesh pressed against me while we are fucking. Now Laura moves her hand from Dawn's ass to her cunt and [But this way Laura's fingers, which were only seconds ago holding and guiding the dildo into Dawn's ass, could just as easily turn slightly and sink into the warm, wet, snug folds of Dawn's gaping pussy.] I so love pleasuring both holes at the same time. Of course Dawn loves this new stimulation.

With both having hair trigger clits and being overwrought with lust and excitement they are already close to orgasm again. Laura without really realizing it has started her hips to pumping sliding that ribbed cock into Dawn's yearning asshole. I love that ribbed kind of cock penetrating my sphincter. I love that speed bump affect as it works in and then out of clenching asshole. It is like getting a million little jolts of micro pleasure. It is totally rad as Dee Dee would say. I have seen this wonderful sight many a time when giving my woman the pleasure of a great ass fucking [Dawn grunted softly and snuffled, her mouth completely filled by the ball, her eyelids fluttering, her body stiffening as Laura now began to fuck her in earnest, the way she had wanted it. Laura knew that this dildo felt differently in your ass than the one Dawn was used to, since it had convex ridges running the entire length of the shaft, and Dawn whole lower body seemed to quiver involuntarily each time the long rod slid deep into her.] Oh yeah. Kind of like having large anal beads being pulled out of your ass as you're coming. Feeling those jolts as those balls are pulled out of your spasming sphincter simply sends bolts of the most intense ecstasy exploding out of your asshole. Then you get those bolts hitting your womb and exploding cunt. I so love feeling both my asshole and cunt pumping raw unadulterated pleasure through my flesh and brain.

You are the only one to have their characters actively rubbing their flesh together. Other authors naturally have their women fuck excitedly but they never show this part of lovemaking. I so love to feel my woman's body rubbing and squirming against mine. Feeling our sweaty flesh rubbing and sliding. Such delicious friction. You also are the only author to make digital lovemaking an integral part of your stories. I love reading of a pussy being frigged and using your fingers to swirl her lubricated clit. I love feeling that nub working between my fingers. That bundle of flesh being worried by my fingers. I think I can almost feel it throbbing with pleasure sometimes. And of course you are the only author to kiss ears, necks and shoulders. You love the whole woman like she is meant to be. The heat is building and the rhythm getting faster. Laura knows it can't last with her dildo pumping pleasure into Dawn's plundered asshole. She adds to Dawn's pleasure by bending down and taking a trussed breast into her starving mouth and starts to work her nipple hard. She knows that Dawn craves hard sucks, teeth rakes and as much biting as you will give her. Laura won't go there but will give her some moderate nips. Knowing this will be enough to get the job done. You can only do what you are comfortable with.

Laura is ready to deliver the coup de grace and give Dawn what she needs to fall over the edge into nirvana [Dawn knew she was going to do it and had actually let Laura know earlier that she wanted it. She wanted it harder than Laura would give it, but Laura knew anyway how to make it work. You didn't need it especially hard, only to be delivered at the right moment, in concert with a few other actions. She was in the process of delivering these now, since she knew Dawn could not possibly last another ten seconds. The dildo was embedded deep in Dawn's body so that only the slightest thrusting of Laura's hips could move it in and out. Her fingers now probed hard and fast in Dawn's frothing, slippery pussy, scissoring Dawn's clit between them and rubbing it rapidly, almost maniacally. Oh come, honey, come . . . you're going to come . . . I know it, Laura thought, laving Dawn's erect nipple with her tongue, letting her teeth sink slightly more into the edge of Dawn's taut areola.] Laura is so correct here. Some women think they need it really hard but if you get their bodies all coiled to the max and give them plenty of tactile and audio cues that will come just fine without the really painful stuff. Of yeah, having your cock buried deep up her asshole and giving her those little rabbit jabs into her completely sensitized sphincter and bowels. I know how it feels to be on the edge and my cunt and asshole buzzing and jangling on the edge of exploding and then having my clit buzz sawed with rapid finger buzzing. I love having it applied right when I am at that edge of falling over. That sudden jolt of extreme sensation just makes my cunt explode like it is tearing itself inside out. My pelvis just starts thrashing which only makes those cock(s) buried deep in my hole(s) start gyrating harder and probing my tender flesh. This only adds to my ecstasy and screams of the purest rapture as I go wild with two or three spasms of the most extreme bliss possible. I love having my belly being pierced my lover's loving cock(s) while I am coming. I love for them to coil and deliver a couple nice hard pile driving strokes or give me some fast and furious rabbit strokes into my rupturing flesh. I know this will give me one or two more killing spasms. Spasms that just make my flesh white out with the most extreme pleasure possible. I often just arch and stiffen and quiver like a thousand volts are arching out of those cocks sparking into my tender womb and bowels. Sigh, I can just close my eyes here and transport back to such beautiful orgasms like this. My pussy is so wet reminiscing this. I will need more. Hopefully tonight I will be fucked to hell and back with loving cocks pounding deep into my cunt and asshole. Separately and together.

Love how Laura gives the final stimulus and sinks her teeth into an engorged areola enough for her woman to really feel it without getting mean about it. Some you must give hard like Joann and Dodie but most need less. I am amazed sometimes by how hard Dodie especially likes her nipples bitten. I would be hurting to much to enjoy the sex but for Dodie it only sets her on fire. I so love being in tune with my lover and sensing her orgasm the same exact moment it strikes her quivering flesh. I get to bask and soak in all of her ecstasy when I get so in tune with her body. I want to experience it all like here

[Finally, Laura knew Dawn was coming. She knew even before Dawn seemed to know it. Everything exploded in a shower of fire. Dawn's flexing body buckled in a sharp seizure, a motion so sudden and intense that it nearly lifted both their bodies off the creaking bed. Then she began to whinny and shudder as she felt Laura's teeth sinking, still lightly but very insistently, into her throbbing nipple, a sensation that sent her over a deeper edge into an even more excruciating orgasm. "Mmnngghiiiieeeee!" she wailed now, grimacing hysterically and arching her back as Laura held onto her strong, jackknifing body. "Unnggmmmhhh! Ounngghh! Mmnngghiiiieeeee!"] Life simply doesn't get any better than this. Holding your lover close while your cock is buried deep in her belly and she is coming exultingly in your arms. Feeling her body jackknifing and thrashing against your sweaty body and hearing her screams or animalistic groans emanating deep from her chest right next to your ears. I love having my body bounced and lifted up by a straining body. Feeling those quivers that ripple out from her body and make her body vibrate with ecstasy. I want to feel everything against my body as I lie on your body or hold you close. I live to hear screams coming form my woman's throat and knowing I caused them. My soul soars with each scream. I want to make them continue and continue. I love feeling the bed quake with bodies crashing back to earth and the sound of springs working for their dear life. Thankfully I have found an author that captures all this over and over again. I live for new experiences and bask in past glories but now I have an additional source of pleasure. Stories that so closely match what I do and desire that they are like some drug enhancing my pleasure. All I can say is thank you.

Laura marvels at Dawn's strength as her body bucks underneath her but as quickly as the monster spasms appear they now disappear and Dawn's spent body crashes back to the bed. Laura has wrung every ounce of ecstasy out her body like a good lover does. She quickly removes the gag from Dawn's mouth when she hears her tortured breathing. I would want to get that off quickly too. If my woman wants a gag, then gag her I will. But I will remove once she doesn't need it anymore. I can't kiss you with your mouth full of a gag. I really don't mind using a gag but I really don't like a full face harnesses.

They just block so much of your view of her beautiful face especially when she is coming. This is one of my big turn ons I don't like being deprived of this most beautiful sight. Laura also quickly unlocks the handcuffs and unties the rope. They have served their purpose and can be put away. I really do hope Laura gets rid of the face gag. The other is okay but the other does seem like something out of an all female SMBD movie. While I still hesitate a little giving my women this kind of loving I still do because of this [For a few seconds Dawn gulped air and did not look at Laura. Instead, she still appeared so stunned by her climax that she might pass out. Her eyes rolled up twice, then came back, then finally focused on Laura's face.] As long as they need only this need I can deliver. I just can't deliver the whips and chains stuff. I simply can't deliver you real pain. You may be experiencing sexual pain but it hurts me to hurt another in a way that marks or rends the flesh. If it leaves cuts or deep bruises then we have gone too far for what I can tolerate. I love Laura for the balance she has found and maintains.

Dawn is her usual practical and sassy self when she asks Laura too ["You mind pulling that fucking huge ripply thing outta me, please?"] Laura does and Dawn tells Laura she is happy she complied with her wishes even though she wondered at first if she would since she changed the scenario on Dawn. She should have known Laura would deliver the goods. Dawn now fulfills her earlier promise [Without skipping a beat or changing her expression, Dawn said, "Turn over, I'm going to spank you." "Wha . . . ?" Laura shook her head, smiling, disbelieving. Dawn grabbed her arm and tried to force her face down on the bed. "I told you I was going to. Now I'm going to do it." "But why? I just made you come . . . so beautifully." The small crescents at the sides of Dawn's sensual mouth grew deeper. "Just on general principles, you bitch. Because you deserve it."] My belly would be melting with excitement with this delicious development. I always want to get to act innocent and disbelieving. I love to be broken. Sometimes when I need it, I will go around acting haughty, bitchy and superior to my dom and get her riled up. I then tell her that if she was woman enough she would punish me for my impudence. I then act so shocked and upset when they proceed to do just that. I so love it when they dominate me and then strip me down if necessary and then force me down and then blister my ass. It simply makes my cunt flood with juices. Whatever is below by pussy will definitely have a wet spot. Spanking simply makes my cunt burn with happiness and need.

Of yeah, I am getting excited in seeing Laura getting caught up in the game. Normally, she doesn't go for this but she has gotten caught up in the dynamic that Dawn has setup and is surrendering to the sweet debauchery to come. This is the verbal game I so love ["I don't deserve any such thing. I just made love to you." Dawn bared her teeth and twisted Laura's arm until it hurt. "Do as I say or you'll get worse."] The verbal game adds so much to the pleasure for me. It is funny how I don't like whips and chains but I love having my woman twist my arms, push me around and down, twisting my hair in her fist and forcing me around, jerking my head to get me to comply and slapping me to get me docile. There is forceful love slapping and force and then there is too much. You have to really know and trust your lover to play this game and I am so happy that she has women like Dawn, Randi and Deshona whom she can pleasure this part of her soul with. I really like the detail of Dawn using her hand in Laura's back to keep her pressed down on the bed [As Laura fell face down onto her stomach, Dawn released her breast and planted the same hand flatly in the middle of Laura's back, pressing her into the mattress. There was hardly a split second between this and the feel of her palm sharply cracking into Laura's bare ass. Laura had been expecting it eventually, but not this hard, not this quickly. Her whole ass seemed to flare up in pain. "Yaiiee!" she shrieked, clenching her buttocks involuntarily, flipping her head around in time to see Dawn's raised hand descend again. "Oh! Aiinnggeee!"] I love reading of Laura looking back and seeing the strikes coming and her squealing in pain and distress. Pain that will oh so soon change to pussy aching pleasure.

You capture so perfectly the look of fierceness that comes over a woman's face when she gets in spanking mode. You tap into the fierce aspect of your nature and get to let it sing for a little while. With Laura she experiences the need to confess what a complete slut she is. I guess it takes one back to your childhood when you had to confess your wrongs during your whippings. I sure got my share because I was such a head strong, wanton, stubborn girl. I was a complete brat. I didn't want to listen to anyone. I was very childish and selfish as a little girl. I am so happy that my parents took the time and effort

to curb that out of me to such a large degree. Funny, I hated them then, but I sure love them now. Geez, this is me to the max [Weeping and writhing in the rumpled sheets, half of her wanted to confess (what?) to Dawn, to say how bad she was, how she deserved this. The other half of her just wanted to come immediately, to be ravished and raped by this stunning, strapping, powerful black girl who was slapping her burning bottom so hard. After all, she had nearly had a sympathetic orgasm already while fucking Dawn in the ass with the strap-on dildo, and by now she was truly coiled and tense and bottled up, ready to explode.] When getting a good ass blistering I would confess to trying to kill the president if asked too. I love weeping, thrashing my distress and sometimes cursing back at her which I know will only increase my spanking but sometimes the bad girl in me just can't stop herself. Sometime I am going to have to find the scientific reason why this always makes my pussy come alive with electricity and fire. I can just feel the need building and building to where only the slightest spark will make my cunt ignite in a conflagration of purest flaming orgasmic ecstasy.

Laura has reached the end of her rope and starts pleading ["Ungghh . . . oh god . . . Dawn . . . do me . . . ungghhh!" she grunted and gasped into the sheet below her face, which was now soaked by her tears. "Oh god . . . please . . . please! Auungghh!"] I find myself funny sometimes. In the outside world I try to be strong and not take any guff from work or the world and their mouths would fall off to see me acting like the above. I feel like Laura here. Each blow is making her pussy even more sodden with juice as her ass flames and sears her cunt in hot pain / pleasure. I never know how a lover will move to the next step and here Dawn stops her spanking and swarms Laura's back. I love how she presses herself close and starts to forcefully probe Laura's cunt while forming a wedge for a wonderful fisting I do believe. Yum!!! I know her cunt will be plenty lubricated enough for such a rad penetration. I have always found satisfying my lover makes me so happy and excited ["Oh, you want it now, do you?" Dawn chuffed, gasping with sexual excitement herself now. "You want it? You want it now? Are you going to come?"] I so love and cherish giving my woman what she wants and needs.

Even the very first time I read your stories I was immediately captivated by the way you and only you truly capture the miracle that is a woman's orgasm. Only you capture its stupendous wonder and then to top it all off you show how orgasms come in so many flavors and ways. There may be types of orgasms but I feel each is unique in some way and you capture this like here [And then, time seemed to be split in half. First there was the struggling, straining, moaning seconds with Dawn on top of her back, pushing her large breasts into Laura's flesh and trying to drive her hand down into Laura's pussy. Then there was apparently a gulf. Then Laura realized she was in the middle of a wrenching, pulverizing orgasm, a screeching, squealing cataclysm unlike any she had experienced for a while. "Mmnnggiiieeee!" she squealed, hearing her on (voice almost shatter the walls as if it were the voice of some disembodied demon, not her own, a voice shrill and piercing and tortured by a sharp, barely endurable ecstasy. "Mmnnggiiieeee! Oh! Oh!"] I am a complete believer in letting my throat scream out my raw pleasure. I so love screaming out my pleasure. I usually become very sensitized before any orgasm and my skin can really feel nipples digging in or fingers digging and stroking. Your breath cuffing against my face or arms. Your sweat dripping onto me. The exact look on your face if up close to mine. All this stimuli flooding into my brain just gels with my exploding cunt to make my body simply tear itself apart with bliss. I love feeling those coils suddenly squeezing my womb until it explodes again with yet another spasm of direst bliss. At my most lucky I can maybe have four or five stupendous cunt / womb convulsive ruptures that just make my twat fly up in the air or pounding the bed or floor if lying like Laura here. I probably couldn't stop myself (like that would ever happen) from grinding down on the mattress trying to steal even more pleasure in this position. When on my back and the dynamics allow it, I get such pleasure from digging my heels into the mattress and pumping my twat high in the air. I have learned how to tighten my lower abdomen muscles just right to draw every last ounce of orgasmic bliss out of my

pumping and spasming cunt. I have been masturbating ever since I discovered that rubbing my pussy on the bed or against my stuffed animals was simply fucking unbelievable (I built from there) and I have really learned how to make my body give me every drop of pleasure I can wring from my flesh.

You show how lovemaking has its own dynamic. Dawn had wanted to fist Laura but she came too quick. She still gets some pleasure though when she wiggles her fingers gently in Laura's sopping wet cunt. Enjoying the soupy mess her cunt has become. Love this cute line by Laura ["You can keep that up forever, if you want," she croaked softly.] One wants to hold onto paradise as long as possible. Laura basks in their renewed affections but knows that what she has with Sara eclipses what she felt for Dawn in the past. Sara has become her archangel and Dawn is now more of a dear friend and supreme fuck mate. I don't think a girl can have too many of those. Laura moves and Dawn is forced to disengage her hand which makes her pout a little losing her warm nest but quickly recovers when they languidly embrace and coil bodies and tongues. Ah, I so love this sweet post coital time of coiling tongues and legs and arms hugging backs, mating bellies while your souls twine with your bodies. I sometimes fall into Morpheus sweet embrace in this loving time.

Dawn has become famished and needs some serious chow to refuel but Laura's body ignites a desire for more sex immediately in Dawn's body. Laura surprises herself by being drained and actually needing time to recharge. She wonders about this new side. I look at it as just needing a little time to get the juices flowing and the energy levels back up for more intense fucking. I admit it. I am an insatiable slut and I am damned proud it I must say. In a perfect world I would fuck all the time all the beautiful women in the world. I need to find me a special rabbit hole I think and bring my archangels along for endless fucking debauchery. Like I said, Laura's fires are quickly igniting again [But when they were finished, Laura knew the fires were rising again. It was impossible to sit at a table across from the naked Dawn, watching the dim lights gleam off her bare shoulders and jutting young breasts, watching her round black nipples shine, drinking in the deep sheen of her coal-black skin, without wanting to devour her. Even a stupendous orgasm half an hour ago could not slake that need.] What woman who is truly liberated to her lesbian true self can long keep form satiating herself in the pleasures of the female body.

This divine chapter ends with two wonderful things. First is [They strolled there hand in hand. Laura let escape from her mouth something she had been dying to ask but couldn't. "What do you think about inviting your friend Hanh Phuc Yu, or whatever her name is, over here to . . . you know, be with us?"] I sure hope this happens. I remember when Dawn first mentioned this delightful angel and I so dearly hoped that she would discover her true lesbian self with Laura's help and take this oriental woman as her lover and she HAS!!! Yeah!! I still reread chapter 262 often (that long ago, it seems like last month) and my pussy must get plenty of masturbation and or hot and heavy sex with some combination of my angels soon to releave the fire you ignite. I love all your chapters but seeing Tamara become such a lesbian fuck slut makes my heart sing with pure joy. I can so feel her wonderous orgasm in Laura's arms as Dawn simply inhales her cunt into star bursts of unimaginable, purest orgasmic bliss. Dawn being Dawn teases Laura who stammers but Dawn quickly assures her that she too wants to make this happen soon. Then the chapter ends with this sweet igniting of the flame of love [They fell together onto the bed laughing softly and began kissing more heatedly.] Another masterpiece I must say. Thank you.

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