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Chapter 279:

This chapter starts with a nice cute and touching start. We have Laura wearing her bracelet from Amber. I so love Laura having this rich but warm and caring woman in her life. I can hope for future blistering sexual interludes. Amber sure knows how to fuck like I love it. With total passion. It is so cute reading of Laura removing the bracelet over the weekend so as not to arouse the green-eyed monster in Sara. Laura is so wise and nice. There is no reason to hurt Sara by wearing this in her presence and Laura can still enjoy it the rest of the week. I so love reading in your stories how sex can be so

fucking unbelievable and yet different. The sex with Sara has emotional connotations that simply add that certain spice that can only be achieved through that close emotional bond. Just fucking with Joann and Maria and to some degree with Dodie has its own special ness, just because I love them so deeply. Just being in their presence makes me happy and giddy. They are so smart, strong and so beautiful. I feel so special and fortunate each time I make love to them. I feel that way with every woman I fuck but I love the emotional attachments I have with my archangels. We just fit together so well. Even with the natural bumps in the road but that makes it real. Plus, we fuck our brains out when we make up. We use our lovemaking to soothe our souls and twin our destinies once more tightly together. You need your archangels but you still need your other angels to keep everything new and fresh. I so long and need new angels in my bed. New experiences and variations in my lovemaking. Man's world may call me a "slut" but my word to them is "fuck off". I so love reading of Laura and Sara fucking each other into exhaustion. I love fucking till my flesh feels like it is rending apart with those last few orgasms from weak, tired, spent flesh. My pussy and womb just feel so raw when they go through that last orgasm in a string. I really fell like my cunt is on fire and my muscles in my belly and thighs just complain from the wrenching of sweet bliss they are forced to endure. I love that fucking bliss that makes my mind white out while I feel that intense pain erupting from my overworked cunt. I can't really explain that sweet

marriage of pain and ecstasy. If I can, I will curl into a fetal position and just ride out that strange bliss. I know I drool and make those sounds of animal in a pal mal seizure. I just spas and quiver until my flesh is totally rent and I bask in the purest blissful aftershocks imaginable. I. So. Fucking. Love. It.

Laura remembers past episodes of intense fucking sessions. Other times she and an angel fucked themselves into sweet oblivion. I know that feeling very well of being barely able to lift an arm after exhausting fucking. It is a state I so love being in and taking my lovers there with me. Every woman deserves to have her pussy destroyed with blissful orgasms until it can't take any more. I so identify with Laura when she makes the observation that the biggest thing she doesn't want to lose with Sara is that emotional connection they have. That is what archangels are for. That person(s) that you just connect with and can share aspects of your soul with. I never want to lose that with my big two. That close emotional bond does produce such lovely and intense passion. Of course this passion sometimes gets you burned but that is the price all must pay for love.

Laura now begins to mull over her acceptance of a date with Brad in the middle of the week. I am obviously a lesbian who while she like guys okay on that buddy kind of level still hates the world they have made for us and even themselves. I think a lot of men would change things if they could only find out how. I so hate the male ego. That has turned me off from even wanting to sport fuck them. I did back in high school and I did enjoy it. No emotional connections but I never wanted that from them. Some I had to crush when they got sappy with their emotions but most where happy with just getting to fuck a girl of my caliber. One who was fucking hot in bed. So I would be in Laura's shoes here. If in a moment of weakness (craving sucking a real cock and having it explode in my mouth or feeling the real thing power fucking up my cunt or asshole) I would be feeling Laura's uneasiness here. Part of me wants some cock meat from time to time but I really, really don't like men that much in that way. I just want to use them and immediately forget about them. That is the hard part. Fuck me and then leave me totally and completely alone unless I come to you. I would so be feeling Laura's plight here. What to do. I know I would most very likely talk myself out of it. I shouldn't probably be so silly really. Dodie and Frankie are lesbians who like some cock from time to time. Don't dare argue with them on that one. They tell me to get "real". Maybe one day, just not today.

Laura has taken advantage of a car pooling situation and as she is walking home from where her driving buddy left her off she makes a most wonderous discovery [she spotted a girl, a black girl, in a cheerleader outfit, half-sprawled across the hood of her white Camaro, which was parked across from Laura's door.] Wow, I would love to find that sitting on my car hood. I have had a few bi-curious teenagers in the neighborhoods where I lived make my acquaintance and I quickly fucked them but I never had such a blatant come on. Shoot! I want one. My newest teenage conquest is a girl that had

been mooning over us since we first moved into our house. It was obvious she had a crush on me. She was just too young and I swore Joann and Maria off of her. Joann knows not cross me on such issues as this. She otherwise would have quickly seduced her. I feel that lovemaking should be put off until the girl is mature enough to be able to handle the strong emotions that lovemaking engenders. But this early summer it just became obvious it was time to take her and show her the wonders she had been dying for. I took her virginity with great tenderness and love and made it that special event that all little girls dream about. My first time was special because my best friend and I were caught necking and clumsily making out by our baby sitter. She took both of our virginities and blew our minds away. We were totally taken and fully satisfied. She was insatiable and so were we. We fucked like minks in heat. She soon introduced us to her friends and I never looked back. I love being able to teach, guide and show the ways of the wonderful world of lesbian lovemaking. Teaching and then sharing, showing her just what is out there for her to take and to give to. To know that there so many wonderful woman out there to fuck and be fucked by.

I love how you have these young vixens immediately putting the moves on Laura [As she drew closer, she realized that the girl was carefully watching her approach, and even subtly twisting her long slender body to reveal more of her rich mahogany, honey-brown skin. Contrasted with the short, bright yellow skirt and top of the cheerleader outfit, the sight was breathtaking.] I so love the chase and the subtle and not so subtle hints we send out when trying to seduce our prey. I love how you detail front and center her cute little gap between her front teeth. Other authors never describe their women at all really

while you tell us the wonderful individualistic details such as this. This makes your women come alive with freshness and aliveness. As usual you have your women actually talking which other authors keep to such a minimum except for a precious few others but only you capture that little chit chat kind of every day dialog that makes me think of real life. Not sure how to say this, but your dialog is real life and "perky". A few other authors have good dialog but they just don't capture those little snap shot moments of real life yours does. You give us another of those build the picture of the women details, that Joy has long tapering fingers. I can guarantee you that no other author has ever told me what kind of fingers her or his character have. I love her name. Hopefully she will shortly be bringing much joy into Laura's life and more importantly bed. Again other authors just don't capture the small events that really make up our lives like [When Laura didn't respond, she unfolded her long, thin legs and slid slowly off the hood of the Camaro until her feet touched the ground. She ruffled the hem of her short skirt with her fingers to make it hang properly, also drawing attention to her shapely young thighs. Her legs, and her thighs, were pretty skinny but still bare and wildly fetching.] Seeing this lovely creature "unfold" off Laura's car and that cute "almost" innocent act of straightening her skirt. Joy knows exactly what she is doing. I love women in cheerleader uniforms. I have always had a special lust for seducing and fucking the hell out of cheerleaders. Maria has and can still fit in hers and sometimes we play little fantasy games. Seducing the naïve innocent.

I can fully understand Laura's full faced blush when Joy tells her boldly that she lives just down the street and has been watching Laura and her black lady friends coming and going. I would feel that immediate zing of knowing I would soon be getting new pussy but there would be that also little pang of what the hell is going on here. What is this bitch's little game. I would feel immediately better with this body language coming at me [Laura blushed hotly, unable to stop herself. Joy twinkled, as if this were just the reaction she had hoped for.] I would be quickly analyzing the situation making sure I was right and not letting my lust cloud my reason. It seems Joy has been spying for a while and has a whole catalog of Laura's lovers [Joy shook her head innocently, her eyes wide and playful. "Just looking. There's one that comes here every weekend. The short one. I think she's cute. She's always smiling, and making you laugh. And I saw you with one who looked like she was about my age. Shame on you."] With her observations and sass I would now know that this sex kitten is longing for my kitty and I will very, very soon be giving it to her. Joy is totally disingenuous and easily divulges the fact that she has a girlfriend and that they are lovers also. I already have to really love this girl. She has her head on completely straight. Geez, what a bad pun.

We discover that her friends name is Carmela (what a beautiful name). Laura gets pissed when she thinks they have both been spying on her but Joy confesses that only she has been spying. I think that is a little positive. She is not gossiping and trying to be mean. She simply sees an older women with black female lovers and wants some for herself. A natural reaction with a girl who is obviously gay or at least very, very bi. When Laura confronts her on her actions Joy [Joy looked down bashfully. "I couldn't help it. I sort of, you know, got excited when I saw you with them. I couldn't help imagining what was

going on when you got inside."] Being shy and confessing such feelings make me complete putty in your hands. I would be asking her if she wanted to come to my place like NOW with much hope and pleading in my eyes and voice. Laura is not the easy going lusty wench that I am and she is getting pissed reminiscing about the troubles she had with Kendra and Jane. I guess if I had that past dynamic I might get a little cranky too. Still, I try to leave the bad negativity in the past. I love Laura for many reasons but one of them is because she always sees the beauty of these black angels. She never lets the situation blind herself to the beauty that so many woman have [Laura realized that while her anger and annoyance were percolating through her body she had been letting her gaze drift down Joy's, very enchanted by what she was seeing. Joy still had a girlish, adolescent figure, but her breasts were high and full and moved when she did under her thin yellow top, showing the bumps of her nipples. Her torso was long, almost incredibly long, one of the longest Laura had ever seen, as if her waist extended all the way up to her armpits.] I always scope out the women I meet. I can't help but absorb every detail

visible to me and start lusting after the details I can't see. I so thank you for giving me these wonderful word pictures. I am not exaggerating when I tell you that I have yet to read one story in erotica that even comes close to these details. It has become a perplexing mystery to me. I guess most readers don't really need these details. I do and I am sure am thankful when you give them to me. This changes your characters from just fuck me bunnies to real, living, breathing women and for me that just adds so much to the story. Thank You!!!!

Laura controls her anger but points out the rudeness of it all and Joy is properly contrite though one knows she doesn't mean it. She is just playing the game. Doing what is necessary to get sweet pussy. I like this girl already. I love the innocent act when everyone knows it is only for show. This is not a naïve girl. She may not be as worldly as she thinks she is though. But she knows and I think she knows Laura knows her innocence is only an act. Still it works. I would be on fire for her by now. I always want to feel for you and the comment about being lonely would really zing me. I would so want to take her under my wing to protect with my loving embrace. Laura sees the fraud too and finally really realizes that this wonderful creature is trying to seduce. This young angel has set her sites on the mature woman with the beautiful black girlfriends. She wants some of what they are getting. Can't blame her at all on that score. I would be inviting her in but Laura has much better scruples than I. Laura tries to resist. I have to give you so much credit. You are the only author in erotica who has seductions fail. I love this whole interchange [The best thing to do was avoid and ignore it. "Well," she said, drawing herself up, shouldering her purse strap, looking resolute, as if all innuendoes had airily floated right over her head, "I have to go in and rustle up something to eat. Long day at work, you know. Pretty tired. Nice meeting you, Joy. Try staying off my car. You might scratch the paint." Joy leaned back against the grill of the Camaro and crossed her long legs. "My dad's in Chicago until Thursday. I think I'm going

to have a frozen pizza." There was a painful silence while she waited expectantly for Laura to invite her in. Both of them knew what she was waiting for. Both of them knew Laura was sorely tempted. Joy even moved her shoulders imperceptibly so that her fine, loose, swelling young breasts swayed under her thin top. Laura's eyes moved helplessly to them. Oh god, I could fuck her so easily. She wants it.] You really capture a lot here. Like I said, other authors never have a seduction fail. You show Laura trying to rise above her lust and "do the right thing". She is trying to be strong and follow the mores of

society. She resists. You then show Joy counterattacking. She knows Laura is gay and likes black girls. I am sure she must be thinking I just need to push her a little harder and she will be mine. You then show those painful moments when things aren't flowing like they should and you do get those silences that are almost painful in their intensity. You actually show the moral dilemma you can find yourself in. Trying to deny yourself what society says is wrong. I definitely believe in not touching younger minors but a seventeen vixen like this is ready for adult loving. Still, Laura is trying to do the right thing, resisting all this so hard to resist temptation. By giving us the details of this attempted seduction the reader can really get into the story and is totally primed for what is to happen. I know Joy must be wondering what the hell is going on here. Why isn't this women falling under my spell like Barbara would be. I would be drooling all over myself by this time. I give Laura credit from walking away from such an easy conquest.

I love how Joy is still attempting to seduce Laura even as they depart [Joy was very good and barely showed her disappointment. She did shrug a little. "Okay, Laura. Nice meeting you. I like you."] Sympathy kills me every time. It almost works on Laura but she stays strong. How did she do that? I smiled great big when Laura can't stop herself from staring lecherously at Joy's retreating form. We bought property with our house set back to give ourselves a little privacy. The neighbors would have to work to snoop on us. I can fully understand Laura not wanting the neighbors seeing a parade of women entering her house. I find most don't really care as long as you maintain the yard and house and keep a low profile. Just don't rub their face in anything. Laura is like me in that she can't stop thinking about the beautiful women she meets [But Joy was very alluring. Something about that fresh adolescence mixed together with her almost blatant deviousness and undisguised lechery—so reminiscent of Jane and Mavis—made Laura feel very vulnerable.] I am totally besotted by women. I so love dwelling on their beauty and personalities. I smiled great big when Laura realizes that only a few more minutes and Joy would have "bagged" her. Joy almost got her adult prey. I smiled at Laura trying to figure out stratagems to refuse Joy's future overtures when we all know that Laura is simply too in tune with her desires and needs. Joy will be successful.

I fully understand Laura contemplating and stewing over her upcoming date with Brad. I would also be waging such a war and figuring out ways to back out. I just hate backing down in such a situation. Frankly, I can't really see myself fucking a guy without another woman being present. The best of all worlds for me would be one or two women and two or three men. Then I could do it all with the comforting presence of women around. The doorbell rings and EVERYONE knows who it must be. I love it that Joy is wasting no time in trying to seduce Laura again. She must have sensed Laura's wavering resolve. That Laura wants her desperately just like I would be. I love how Laura acts all surprised to see her. I love the shift like dress. I love the color green. I especially like it that the fabric is thin. Get to see her cute little gap in her teeth again. I think they are just so precious when I find women with one. Other authors would just have Joy come on in and make is so bland. You on the other hand give us women who are witty and the play acting we often use. Other authors make their characters so mannequin like. You give us these women's personalities shinning through ["I burned my pizza," she said, her face screwed up in mock tragedy. "I left it in the oven too long." "Oh dear," Laura said, playing along. "Now I'm going to starve." "Don't you have a can of anything you could open?" Joy shook her head. "I've got ramen. I guess I could make that." "Oh, ramen is so bad for you," Laura frowned, opening the door wider and gesturing her inside. "All that fat. Clogging up your veins. You're too young to be starting on that stuff. Come in here and I'll fix you an omelet or something." "Would you?" "Can't let you starve, can we. Your father will thank me."] Having dialog like this with a woman would be making me so happy inside. Seeing her humor and mirth would just be marrying with my lust to really make me wild for her. I can remember a few such silly conversations that we used to banter toward wild wanton intense fucking. I am just so thankful that I found at least one author who gives her characters the little things that make women the special creatures we are.

After reading your stories I have become so amazed that other authors describe their women so little. When they describe their women's breasts you may get the cup size and the ubiquitous description of "pert" and if she has long nipples. That does tend to become boring when you read that over and over again and again. This is so much more fulfilling [Joy followed her into the kitchen. Laura could not help but notice her firm young breasts moving again under the thin green dress, as they had done under her cheerleader outfit top. This girl, though she had substantial round breasts, apparently never wore a bra. Her breasts appeared very firm and did not sway so much as simply move a little under the cloth.] Other authors never describe how the breasts ride on the woman's chest or how they jiggle. Personally, I love the "jiggle" of breasts. It makes me drool. Even without any photos I am able to form a good picture of your women's breasts and other attributes by your loving word pictures. Your creations must love you for that. Sometimes I have to smirk at Laura trying to resist these angels. She is trying to be strong but the fates work against her. She asks Joy about Carmela and only then remembers they must be having sexual relations and she has given Joy an opening to once more start her game of sweet seduction. I am like Laura in I love to hear about and watch sex. I want all the details of any conquest you are willing to share with me. I want all the wet, hot, details. Tell me everything. The visual, aural, tactile, taste and smells of sex. I so dearly love it. I guess this is obvious in the way I drool over your stories because you give me what I crave in my taste for voyeurism. I actually feel like I am there with Laura in these glorious fucking trysts. I can dreamily read along and maybe masturbate and bring myself to orgasm with these wonderful women. I love coming screaming when Laura or one of her angels are coming. Screaming and my twat humping up off my reading chair with my heels dug into the carpet humping up with wild abandon and feeling my cunt coiling and then erupting with another deep spasm of the deepest bliss. Joann and Maria tell me they love hearing my screams coming from our office area as I jerk off to another orgasm. We all love to masturbate and sometimes they will come in and watch me masturbating to your stories. Needless to say most of the time I must pick up the story later after much intense, glorious fucking that you stories cause.

I love the story that Joy relates. She tries out for cheerleading but doesn't make the team and she is befriended by a girl who rides on her bus but has not even noticed her in the past. I wonder if Carmela has been watching and uses this opportunity to make Joy's acquaintance. Evidently Carmela is a little more gifted as she makes the cheerleader squad. Carmela is sweet and offers to help her over the next year and help her make the team which she did. I think Carmela must be sweet but I noticed that as soon as she gets in Joy's house and notices that they are all alone she makes sure to sit right beside Joy and comfort her with hugs which I am sure became more intense and full body contact. These two wonderful girls let nature's natural calling lead them to the natural result ["We were sitting on the sofa and she put her arm around me. Kind of to comfort me, you know? I never did anything like that before, I mean with another girl, but I started getting all hot and prickly and excited when she did that. She did too, I think. We both got kind of hot and squirmy. We ended up kissing. It was sort of funny, actually. Neither one of us had ever kissed a girl. So we were both a little shy. But we got over that quick."] They listened to their hearts and souls and not to man's fucked up brain washing. I wish all girls could heed the call of their true lesbian selves. We can just offer so much to each other. I know I would be saying "oh" just like Laura as I feel my excitement and wetness increasing. Laura tries to stop Joy but Joy knows how to play Laura ["Why?" Joy tilted her head in mock curiosity. In reality she knew Laura wanted to hear every scintilla of the story. "Does it embarrass you?"] I would be begging her to continue. I love it when Joy tells Laura she loves to talk about her past sexual experiences. I love reminiscing about past sexual interludes because I can relive past gloriously fuckings. By recalling them I can feel the ghost of past heavenly orgasms and killing pleasure.

While Joy has been relating her story of initial seduction, Laura has been fixing her a dinner. I had to smile when she checks to see if her hand was trembling. I know mine would, knowing that soon sweet new pussy will be filling my mouth. Joy is ready for the next step in her seduction. She makes sure to stand right next to Laura as she puts the dinner she prepared on the table and says [Joy uptilted her face and smiled to show the sexy gap between her teeth. "If you put your arm around me, we could kiss too," she breathed very softly.] I love this little vixen. I would be grabbing the back of her head and pulling our mouths together for a deep soul kiss but Laura is a stronger woman than me. I so love how you show the real life resisting that many women would show around this teenage vixen. Trying to resist what your soul is crying out for. I like how Joy uses the sympathy ploy and asks Laura if she isn't pretty enough compared to her other black angels. I have used this kind of tact to break a few women's defenses myself. Women are just so soft hearted and caring. I love how you bring in the sense of smell. I love being beside a woman and smelling her natural essence. I love the fresh natural scent of sweat and Joy's sweat from her cheerleader activities would be setting me on fire. I love how Joy keeps egging Laura as Laura tries to resist ["Then why don't you do it? We don't have to go on. Just a little kiss."] Joy is so right when she remarks how her Father can't even smell the sex her and Carmela has on his very bed. It is amazing what you can do right under the noses of others sometimes. I used to fuck my girlfriends on my parents bed. I love the balls and bad girlness of doing it. Of course I always changed the sheets and put everything back to the perfect way mother keeps her bedroom.

Laura is like me. She simply can't resist. As I get more and more aroused my senses just go hyperactive and sense it all like here [Laura raised one eyebrow. The mention of a sense of smell only heightened her own response to Joy's fresh, clean fragrance, just spiced a little with a hint of sweat. Joy's full lips were glistening just inches away. Joy's breasts were heaving a little in her own excitement over trying to tempt Laura. Joy's black eyes were a little glassy. She was already primed, Laura knew. She must be wet. God knows I am.] How can you resist when your senses are being bombarded with all these sweet signals of beauty. Just the visual you paint her is so right on it is wonderful. Having all this beauty just flooding my eyes and driving me wild with need. I so love how Joy now closes the last few inches and letting her musk flood Laura's olfactory lobes and Laura croaks out just one kiss. Yes!!! Joy has eroded Laura's senseless barriers. Joy is a young woman ready to be fucked and shown what a mature woman can bring to her bed. Now we get the initial payoff. Other authors tell you that the first kiss is special but you actually show us [Her eyes, Laura saw, closed even before Laura's lips met hers. Laura brushed her half-open mouth against Joy's parted lips, then pressed it more firmly into them. Their lips were the only parts of their bodies touching. Laura let her own eyes flutter open briefly, just to take in again the rapt swoon that Joy seemed to be experiencing. Joy had worked hard for this moment and was now reeling with happiness as Laura kissed her.] I always automatically close my eyes when I first kiss but I will take a peak to see what my woman is experiencing. I so love seeing that look of swooning. I love how you detail that gentle mating of lips in that first kiss of seduction. You are really the only author to make the beginning so slow and sweet like this sometimes. I love that first kiss that is binding your new woman to you with your slow caressing and gentle sucking of just her lips. Making you each other's lesbian sex sluts and preparing the way for glorious fucking.

Sigh, I love how you show the first tentative kiss of [during which they simply melded their mouths together slowly, feeling their lips curve into an achingly sensitive fit, moving expressively against each other.] I so love that first mating and moving of just lips and slowly working your mouths into that perfect tight mating of love. I love feeling every contour and thickness of your lips and maybe getting one of your lips between mine and love worrying it with some gentle head movements and sucking before resealing our mouths again. It is damn cute hearing of Laura trying to keep just the lips touching again trying desperately to deny Mother Nature her due. Still it is so sweet to read. Laura is a great kisser but I think Joy is showing her still innocent self when she thinks this is the best ever she has been kiss and Laura is just getting started. She and Carmela have a lot to learn. Hopefully, Laura will be able to teach both them. Hopefully together!!!! You are always complimenting your women when Laura whispers back that Joy's mouth is made for kissing. It sure is. I love this next paragraph [Joy said nothing but closed her eyes again and offered her shiny wet lips back to Laura, who this time kissed her more urgently. Now she let her fingers brush Joy's bare arms, feeling the fine silky filaments of the soft down that grew there, slipping her tongue between Joy's parted lips into her mouth.] My tummy is clenching here. This is so fucking beautiful, this description of one's first passionate kiss with a new lover. Slipping your tongue into her mouth and starting to stroke her skin while you share your first kiss. I am very tactile as I know I have repeated constantly and you are the first and only author to talk of rubbing your hands or cheek gently on your lover's skin and feeling her downy baby hair as I like to call it. I love gripping fiercely but I also love this must gentlest of caresses also. I love how women have different kinds of hair on their arms from the barest wisps to almost manly hair. I will actually play with that while stroking them. Stroking their arms and body while my tongue starts to stroke my love in their mouth.

You now show us why it is we kiss [Joy seemed to melt at this. She didn't sink or quiver or collapse; she merely loosened imperceptibly, somehow becoming even more supple and soft, her body yielding through her mouth, surrendering up everything, drawing Laura further in, as if beckoning her to enjoy it, to pleasure it, giving it all to Laura, everything. Laura could feel this yielding mystically, as if it were transmitted through the warm smooth flesh of Joy's bare arms to her fingertips. She drove her tongue deeper into Joy's mouth, now rubbing and coiling it against Joy's, coaxing Joy to do the same to her. She hardly realized her fingers were digging into Joy's back through the thin green dress until she felt Joy's body stiffen a little, then felt Joy's own fingers digging into her body too. Joy's tongue now almost leapt from her open mouth back into Laura's. She whinnied softly, then moaned against Laura's lips.] My women often tell me this is what happens to me when we are kissing. I just turn to jelly in your arms and if you don't help holding me up I am going to melt right onto the floor. I so love that weak feeling of need and feeling my belly turning to jelly. You totally capture that feeling with your prose above. In return I can so feel a woman becoming pliable in my arms. I love it when they melt and mate their bodies into my loving embrace. I love thrusting my tongue deep into your mouth and coiling my tongue with yours and slithering them together and then grabbing a hold of your tongue when thrusting into my mouth and giving head to it. This will reduce any woman to jelly. I love grasping my women to me. I love to spread my fingers and press them into my woman's back and press her into me. I always love to hear me women whimpering and moaning. I know I am doing my job when I hear these heavenly noises from my women.

I smiled when Laura makes another comment of stopping and Joy whimpers and pleads for her to continue. I so love seeing Joy begging for it. Laura knows she can't stop. Her pussy is aflame with desire and wet with need and Joy's has to be the same. You are the only author, again, who really brings neck kissing, nibbling and sucking front and center in her stories. I love to have my neck made love too. Makes me your complete slut. I just love Joy pleading for Laura's love. Such a sweet slut. I just wish she was in my bed and not in Laura's. It is time for Laura to take Joy to her bedroom. I like this paragraph [Laura pulled her down the hall, trying not to seem over-eager, though by now she was about ready to rip her green dress off. Like some enchanting other girls in the past, Joy was a thrilling mixture of innocence and wantonness. Laura could hardly control her fierce lust. She had tried hard to be good, but turning down this charming creature had proved impossible.] I always smile when Laura tries to be good. I would never even make the effort. I do love Joy's mixture of the childlike and the adult. What a sweet time to be a woman. It was very interesting reading Laura's thoughts about why she used to close the door to her bedroom and why she does this time. My spin was she was shutting off the outside world and creating her safe little love nest. It was nice getting a little more insight into Laura's thoughts.

Joy picked up on Laura's reflecting and asks if anything is wrong. I am very attune to such things and would need assurances if a woman pauses on me like this. I become afraid she sees something wrong with me. Wow, what a beautiful line to reassure Joy with [Laura smiled, drawing her closer, close enough to kiss again. "Nothing that holding you naked in my arms won't solve," she murmured.] Needless to say, I am very happy that Joy and Carmela have never had sex with a man. Let's hope it stays that way. Men as a major rule are simply pigs and she has already discovered the brass ring. I wish all girls were so wise. I can tell them not to be curious. Men don't have anything to really offer except their dick and the ole trusty strap-on supplies that need. It seems Joy likes sex as much as I do. She and Carmela do it as much as possible. I think each day when they get home they fuck with sweet debauchery. I love the give and take you always show when Laura offers to take Joy's dress off and Joy offers to do it. I can't blame Laura letting Joy strip for her. I love seeing my woman strip for me. Only you give us the cute moments in lovemaking like here when Joy forgets to disrobe like she promised because she is completely enthralled by the beauty that is Laura stripping before her young worshipful eyes. I smiled great big with Laura's "well" over her hesitation. A little love teasing is such a blast. I like this next paragraph [Quickly, Joy pulled the thin, loose dress up from the bottom, lifting it over her head. The brief instant in which the dress obscured her vision but exposed her entire naked body to Laura's eyes was

one that sent Laura's lust meter into the stratosphere. Joy wore no underwear at all under the dress, something Laura had suspected and that was now confirmed. Her body had sinuous, supple allure of a young woman and the pubescent freshness of a girl child in the same flesh, a kind of sexual appeal that Laura could never resist and that inspired a hunger in her she was often afraid of.] I can just feel my belly clenching at my first vision of a new lover's body being revealed to me. I am so thankful that at least one author gives me the loving descriptions of her women so I can actually close my eyes and see these women in my mind's eye. I really helps me get into the story and really experience the sex along with these wonderful women.

You then give us a paragraph that fully describes Joy from her groin to her neck basically. This is just so wonderful to read. I constantly harp on the fact that authors never describe even their women's face and you tell exactly what kind of torso Joy has. This is just so wonderful to read. I sometimes almost want to call other author's women the "invisible women". They make them almost invisible with their lack of details. Nice detail, I have never seen in erotica before [Finally, breaking through this brief slow-motion interlude, in which every detail of Joy's naked body that she could see seemed to sink into Laura's consciousness, Joy finished pulling the dress over her head and looked at Laura with a complex mixture of shyness and anticipation. "You like?" she asked demurely, holding the crumpled up green dress in hand, watching Laura's hungry eyes on her body.] Things do seem to move in slow motion when your senses are being overloaded with sweet sensory input. That is a wonderful picture of Joy with dress in

one hand. I love her coy ways. She knows she is hot and this question can only flame the fires of desire in her lover. Now you give some of those wonderful details that only you give and I hunger and crave. I always love the throwing of clothes across the room. Then you show how little bumps in lovemaking can occur when Laura embraces Joy and kisses her hungrily only to have Joy mewl and pull away. Only you show your bra digging into your love when you pull her close. Other authors would never dare to be so real life. Plus, I have never had an author show her woman removing her bra like

Laura does here. Just the little real moments that I so love about your writings.

Joy can't wait to get back into Laura's embrace [Joy pouted and watched. Then she came eagerly back into Laura's outstretched arms. Their naked upper bodies pressed together now, their breasts mashing, their nipples brushing, and Laura felt a tremor of flaming desire for this girl licking the inner folds of her creaming pussy. Oh god, this feels so sweet . . . so intense, she thought.] Love the pouting. Pouts drive me insane with lust. Oh yeah, I love coming together for deep tongue kissing and mating our upper bodies with clasping arms. I love to feel my woman's nipples digging into my breasts or upper body if she is real short like Joann. I really love my tits mashing and flattening out against my women. Feeling our tits mashing and molding and our nipples digging fire into our tits. I love how I will write something and then I am agog when I see it in print [This time they began to go wild. Laura's hands were all over Joy's warm, slim, naked body as she kissed her, driving her tongue deep into the girl's open mouth, digging her fingers into Joy's long back, moving her own body so that her breasts would move against Joy's and both of them could experience the feel of their hardening nipples drilling into their moving flesh. Joy's hands roamed Laura's body too, and she even dipped them beneath the elastic of Laura's panties, the only garment Laura had not yet shed, cupping the smooth moons of Laura's ass, before letting them climb to Laura's naked breasts.] I love thrusting my tongue down your throat while grasping and pulling tight against my body. And I so dearly love to have my cheeks squeezed and love massaged. It makes my cunt melt and my sphincter quiver. I always want to pull my woman close like two mating snakes. I just love to rub my woman's back while kissing her. Feeling all her skin and tracing her spinal column and doing brail over her shoulder blades and shoulders. I think again you are the only author to express the pleasure of rubbing and feeling the warmth and resilience of a woman's skin and muscle tone. Other

authors leave so much out when they focus on the same three areas of mouth, breast and pussy. It is paying attention to these other areas that make the big three areas just come alive with fire and need and so much more alive and receptive to pleasure.

That is way beyond cute ["What next?" Joy asked with droll candor. "Do we lie down here and lick each other? That's what Carmela and I do."] She knows what she wants but has so much to learn. I sure am happy when you have your women being mirthful in their banter ["What a huge bed," she said. "You could roll all over it." Laura grinned back at her. She reached out her hand, taking Joy's, pulling her toward the mattress. "I could roll all over you," she murmured.] Other women from other authors are forced to fuck without words while you give us happy mirth. I had to smile when Joy enjoys this nasty talk and begs for more. She is just so precious. I can give her nasty talk that is for sure. I love to have my women do to me what Carmela does for Joy. Whispering in her ear what she is going to do to her and then doing it. It seems to excite Joy and it makes her come even faster. I love this confession from Joy [Joy softened, and her black eyes glistened. "I don't think so. I want it to last. I'm feeling so good . . . I want it to last. I never thought we'd be doing this. I used to watch you through the window. My window. I used to think, God, I wish I was one of those girls. I'll bet they really are melting down in there."] The teenager I recently took under my wing has told me often she dreamed for us to become lovers and longed and was afraid it would never happen. I am so happy that I am the first woman to show her pleasures of the female body.

Cute detail of Laura beginning her exploration of Joy's body while she continues to babble on. I have had newbies do this when they are nervous. I love this [Laura let her chatter on while she began kissing her body, letting her lips now find the places that had previously been covered. Since Joy didn't want it fast, Laura was happy to oblige her and took her time, eager to explore every inch of the svelte honey-gold teenager's beautiful flesh. She kissed her collarbones, her throat, her flat, smooth upper chest, skirting her lovely high breasts, leaving them for later. She wanted to get her lips on that phenomenal

long stomach that seemed to descend forever to her cute navel, then below it just as long to the fringe of her patch.] I am so happy that I found an author that loves the whole woman like I do. There is just so much sweet flesh to explore and savor and other authors and real life lovers should be ashamed if they bypass all these wonderful areas that you make so clear should be lovingly explored at great length. Love your usual loving words of Joy's body. I love how you always remember to show the woman receiving attention and loving, reveling and sighing their bliss. I love Laura's confidence here ["It's going to feel even better," Laura purred softly to her, now caressing her body with her fingers too, and moving her mouth up again, approaching Joy's lovely young breasts. "Can I kiss these?" she asked Joy in a sultry, smoky voice.] A skilled lover should express her confidence and then of course deliver. Nice asking permission. Words are such sweet inflamers of the human soul.

Ah, now it is time for sweet breast play [Joy by now was becoming very aroused. She could only nod wide-eyed at Laura and watch as Laura extended her tongue and curled it around one of Joy's beautifully-shaped dark brown nipples. Laura raised both hands to Joy's breast and cradled it like a treasure in her palms, running the tip of her tongue all around the smooth silk of Joy's areola and then directly stabbing the protruding center of her nipple with it. Watching, fascinated, Joy gave a tiny gasp when Laura did this, overcome by the sharp visual excitement of it.] I love reducing my woman to the point of only being able to give me non verbal communication. I know I am overloading her brain with sweet pleasure. I so love swirling my tongue around your areola and watching it steeple. I so love to cradle your tits as I begin to stab your nipples making them stiff with blood and pumping pleasure. Like Joy I love to watch what is being done to me. It makes me so hot and happy. Tits were made for women to love. Men simply don't know what to do with them. They just paw at them and then forget them trying to get their cock in your cunt. I so love Laura complimenting Joy's breasts and Joy still struggling to find her voice. You are the only author who has her women constantly complimenting their lovers. So many women are simply starving for such loving and reassuring words. I am so happy to provide them. Men simply just don't seem to know or care to do this.

This is how you love a woman's breasts [Still holding Joy's wonderful naked breast gently in both hands, Laura began to lick and suck her thick, excited nipple slowly and sensually. It was something she absolutely loved doing, making love to a new girl's scrumptious breast in very slow increments, sucking it slowly, licking it, pulling the delectable nipple ever so softly with her teeth, sucking it again, this time a little harder, stopping to kiss the surrounding firm flesh, then returning to the wet, pointing nipple, the center stem rising up even further now from the wrinkling areola, and tongue-stabbing it, sucking it again, this time harder still.] You are the only author who talks about holding the tit while you are loving it. I so love feeling your tit in my hands and feeling its pliability as I start to love massage it. I so love working a nipple in all the ways that a woman knows how. I love how you show incrementing up the heat. Getting it all pointy and wet and then sucking back in deep with hard tongue lashing and then as I pull it back

out sucking extra hard as it pops out through your tight lips. I just love to pull my head back and see that blood engorged nipple, steepled areola and breast swelled with blood. Only you show loving the whole breast which is totally guaranteed to make your woman your complete slut. Heck, not even all women know to do this. Something I am always quick to teach if I find one lacking.

I smiled great big when Laura says she needs to see this reaction in her woman. This is how lesbians feel. We live to pleasure our lovers. I love seeing my woman going wild with need like Joy here. I am always talking to my lovers like here [Laura grinned up at her. "You like that," she purred. "I love that. Oh! Yes . . . oh!"] I am a big believer that the spoken word adds so much to the lovemaking. I live to hear my women telling me I'm a great lover. I just preen and work even harder to give you more pleasure. I love the observation that Laura's ministration to Joy is getting Laura excited. Only women know how to get pleasure in the art of giving pleasure. I love how Laura places her hands on each side of Joy's head and gets on top of her and starts swishing their tits together. I love doing this. I love to feel my tits swishing against yours. I can just feel the intensity of Joy's gaze up at Laura. She is so loving what is happening. I love to slowly lower myself onto my lover and gently mating our bodies (supporting myself as much as necessary) and hungrily kissing while squirming against my woman. I love to get between her thighs and start grinding our pelvises together. I have grinded to many a glorious orgasm in this position. I love humping our twats together or twat to thigh until they are completely slavered and humping until our cunts explode in sweet ecstasy. Most times one comes before the other. If it is her I will just hump away crazily until I come too. Usually her coming will soon trigger mine. If I come first I just lose all touch with reality while my body exalts in ecstasy. If she has still not come when I come back to reality I will get back to work and finish her off with more intense humping or moving to another position if she tells me she wants it another way. After such a glorious trib fuck I will do anything for you.

Laura now notices a strange behavior in Joy. She is becoming passive in her responses. I have noticed this from time to time in newbies. I have just never seen in it a woman who started out so passionate. They tend to be passive from the get go. They told me they wanted to experience lesbian love. I think it was a combination of shyness and being used to just lying their for unskillful male lovers. I have almost always been able to get them to come around. I see Laura has the same thoughts. I am sure that a little more focused loving while send Joy to the stratosphere of responsiveness. I know Carmela is enthusiastic in her loving but still unskilled. Joy is now in the hands of a master. I am thinking Taneesha her. Laura needs to show her the truth. Laura remembers that Joy likes dirty talk and immediately uses it to inflame Joy. Laura makes the observation that Joy is acting like Dee Dee only without the use of drugs. I would notice this but I have confidence in my skills. I will make her respond to me and quickly. I love how Laura asks a question we already know the answer for ["Can I suck these again?" Laura panted, now moving her lips to the breast she had not yet touched, lashing Joy's beautiful dark-caramel nipple with her tongue. Joy nodded again. "Mmmhhh!" she said, biting her lower lip as Laura's entire mouth closed over her wide nipple and drew it inside.] Laura knows so well that the spoken word can add so much to the heat of the moment. I find it interesting the observation Laura makes about herself. She is competing with herself. I feel the same. I almost have to have my women responding to my ministrations. I need to feel and see her pleasure very evident. I feel hurt if they are not responding for me. Almost like they are denying me which is absurd I know.

Laura love assaults her tits with renewed vigor. I so love tongue lashing and lip pinching nipples. I love feeling the uniqueness of each woman's nipples. I will often take time to work her nipples in my lips trying memorize their size and texture for later recall and slowly swipe my tongue over and around the nipple doing the same thing. I so love pulling a nipple in deep and using the underside of my tongue to lathe it. It gives me a slightly different sensation and a different way to work your nipple with all of my tongue. More of the verbal I so love to use and read ["Do you want me to fuck you now?" Laura repeated to her, panting uncontrollably now herself, bunching Joy's firm round breasts up in her hands and assaulting her wet, shiny, stiffened nipples. "Yes . . . Laura . . . yes . . . Laura . . ." Joy panted back, almost mechanically. "Please . . . Laura . . ."] I like how you show that sometimes you have conflicting desires. Laura wants some tasty gash but she suddenly discovers she has a greater need for some trib action. She quickly gets in the traditional position and gets a leg under Joy's and brings their sopping wet cunts together. Hum, Laura responds like a normal woman but Joy is still distracted [When she felt Joy's long, warm, greasy vulva touch hers, Laura's body sagged, and she emitted a tiny sigh of happiness, feeling the sexual warmth of their two aroused bodies fill her with heightened lust. Joy, however, acted as if nothing had happened. Only a brief fluttering of her eyelashes let Laura know that she had even felt it.] Geez, is this girl on coke or something. Women go nuts when their twats are mated together after good foreplay has you all hot and sopping wet.

I think this next part captures the difference between men and women [Increasingly desperate for a reaction, and at the same time filled with urgent desire for this girl and her beautiful long, lean body, Laura began to grind and rub her own wet pussy against Joy's, propping her own body up on her elbows for leverage, jamming her cunt into Joy's hard, gyrating her hips fast. Joy's glazed eyes suddenly seemed to acknowledge what was happening, and a tiny, vague smile tugged at the corners of her lips. She parted them, revealing the sexy little gap between her front teeth which had so captivated Laura from the start. Somehow this minor flicker of a response was enough to fire up Laura completely, as if she finally realized that Joy was there, was enjoying it, was submersed in a seething, roiling pit of sexual need, as Laura was quickly being too. Why can't I get this lovely girl to yelp . . . to moan . . . to gasp and grunt . . . ? she wondered. Joy, tell me you like it. Tell me you want it. Tell me it feels good.] A woman desperately needs to see her woman responding to her ministrations. The difference with a man is they don't really care. As long as they can plow their cock in your cunt they really don't care if you are responding or not. They just want your hole. They could care less really. We need to see and hear our mate responding and hopefully telling us we are making them so happy and fulfilled. If we don't get this response we try harder and will eventually start to be hurt and confused. I love it when a litany of dirty talk starts to stream from Laura's mouth. I so love talking and hearing it. Makes me feel all slutty and totally hot. I love telling you what I want to do to you and doing it with a lot of nasty talk.

Okay, I am starting to get worried now. It seems that Joy is not going to respond to Laura's loving ministrations. I have found this to be distressing and weird when I experience it. Fortunately it has been rare. I simply can't understand it. A woman is simply denying herself and her partner when she just lies there. Come on, we are women not men who don't care how you react. I know I would have got up on my knees and gotten her leg on my shoulder and would be jamming her cunt for all I am worth. Damn it, react to me. Still, even in my efforts I would still be working for my own finish like Laura here [Trying to ignore her own disappointment, her own distress, she focused her eyes on Joy's delicious high firm breasts, which were swirling in taut little circles as Laura jammed and rubbed her frothing slit into Joy's, feeling their squinchy, oily cunt lips slide together, getting more and more aroused herself, knowing she at least would eventually come—and not too long from now either—if they kept this up, whether

Joy did or not.] My body will not be denied. I would be watching those lovely breasts swirl on her chest. I love watching how different types of breasts swirl, wave or slap around on a woman's chest. I would be positioning my twat to rub hard and direct into her cunt to get that maximum friction on my cunt and clit. Feeling all that hot wet juice bathing our crotches.

I like this little facet you show in lovemaking. Laura is determined to make Joy come from this trib fuck. She is devising new angles of attack when her body betrays her most beautifully. I love having an orgasm just spring forth from my cunt to sear my brain with pleasure that is white hot and so fucking beautiful as it seizes my muscles with the purest bliss like here [But before she could do anything, she began to come herself. Laura rarely had any trouble coming. There was a point in every sexual encounter where a switch inside her body seemed to get thrown, a spark ignited, and a micro-second later the gushing flood of killing pleasure erupted inside her. This time it must have been the sight of Joy's lovely body supine beneath her, Joy's swirling, firm young breasts, Joy's slack but mesmerized expression that set Laura off. Before she could bend forward or shift her body to fuck Joy in any other way, she was wrenched by beautiful, sharp, stirring spasms of intense pleasure boiling up deep in her womb. "Auunngghhhh!" she groaned, very loud, her body shuddering as the lightning struck her. "Oh shit! Oh god! Unngghmmnnnghiiieee! Aahhhnnnggiiieeee!"] Sigh, I so love having my cunt just erupt and spasm with deep killing scalding pleasure. When trib fucking and a killing orgasm hits me I just go nuts with wild pelvis thrusting and screams. If I have a leg for leverage or on my elbows I just dig in and wildly thrust and scream out my searing pleasure. I so adore your vocalizations of animalistic pleasure that almost all women make when coming with a womb destroying orgasm. I love feeling my strength ebbing while tribbing after an orgasm. Until my spent flesh is left mated to your cunt and I just feel our bodies mated as one or both of us share aftershocks through our spent kitties.

Laura is on a mission and doesn't bask in the afterglow of a great orgasm. She must make Joy come. She [For a moment she fell back, her elbows slipping, her body reeling from the sharp explosions of coming that wracked her, but almost as quickly she was back up again, now bending forward over Joy and ramming her more roughly than ever, trying to make her come too. Contorting her own body so that her pussy remained glued to Joy's, Laura managed to scoop up one of Joy's breasts in her hand and fasten her mouth on the girl's thick, pulpy nipple, sucking it hard while fucking her almost maniacally.] I love this position. Feeling your oily cunt with my own while I am inhaling and tongue lashing and deep throat sucking your nipples. With me, I would almost certainly be coming soon again, hopefully this time with Joy. She has to come eventually. I would be getting a little happier here. Joy is starting to grunt a little. I am getting through to her on that deeper primal level that I always strive for. I love how Laura is so getting into round two of their lovemaking [But again Joy said nothing. Laura's body was still throbbing from the aftershocks of her own climax. She clutched Joy's silky young flesh with her hands, running them all over Joy's long body, squeezing her ass, again grabbing one of her breasts, sucking it almost ferociously.] I really like fucking with aftershocks rippling in my womb. It just makes me hitch and mini spasm while loving you. In a trib fuck it makes my cunt sing with happiness when I am fucking your cunt with mine and it is rippling with aftershocks from our just finished fuck. I so love it. Past and future orgasms melding for a womb scalding explosion of fucking bliss.

I always smile when Laura worries when her woman squeals because of Laura's passionate assault on her breast. These are squeals of the purest pleasure. Still it shows Laura's basic goodness always worrying she is too rough. Laura adds more heat to her trib fucking. Finally, it seems Joy is getting closer [Again Laura contorted her own body, bending up, leaning closer. "Do you want me to do anything else? Do you want me to lick you? To eat you?" Joy shook her head. She looked lost, puzzled, helpless, but also a little like she indeed might come at any second. There was an incendiary flicker deep in

her shiny black eyes that seemed to suggest to Laura that a terrific orgasm was just moments away.] Only a woman would be asking her partner here what can I do to make your pleasure greater. How can I make you come? This is what makes women such superior lovers. I have had women be unresponsive like this a few times. But Joy is slightly different. They seemed detached where Joy seems more lost. Most strange. Seeing that orgasm on the horizon would be making my soul sing with happiness. I know I am about to deliver the goods.

Finally, after much work and not much response, which I long for, Joy starts to have her orgasm [She held Joy's swirling breasts in both hands and gyrated her hips wildly, feeling their wet, slippery pussies slide together, feeling Joy's body finally tense up again, finally begin to clench as the beginnings of her orgasm arrived. Oh yes, she's going to come now! Laura thought, both excited and relieved to have reached this point. Oh, now, now, honey! Joy came, but almost without a sound. She shut her eyes tightly, and her body stretched and quivered, but only several small squeaks escaped her throat. "Neep!" she mewled. "Neep . . . neep . . . neeeep! Unh!"] First off, that is a great sound. That is way beyond precious. That is not exactly the reaction I would want. I want so much more. This might satisfy me. I would have to be there to see exactly what she is doing. I have seen some women try to keep it all inside; the beautiful thing is you can see their eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets and see the violent spasm racking them as they try to keep them in. This is something I can teach them to not suppress. Laura does what I love to do. I want to bask in your orgasms. I want to watch every spasm and jackknife. Of course Joy is not exactly giving this to me but I will take what I am given. I am just hoping that those eyes are being scrunched shut with tears leaking out and that the tension is deliciously tight in her quivering body. I fear this might not exactly be the case but a girl can hope. I would be beaming and preening with this [Joy was blinking and smiling up at Laura, her face animated again now that the sexual trance was broken, her eyes shiny with gratitude.] I would just be telling her to lose the trance and let go DURING the sex. It is so much more fucking enjoyable that way.

This is why young women are so appreciative of older lovers ["That was so totally wonderful," she said to Laura in a soft, childlike voice. "I never did it that way before. Carmela and I never thought of that."] Our life experiences are so much broader and our skills are so refined that they can't help but swoon in our loving arms. Laura is in basking afterglow mode and enfolds Joy in her loving arms and kisses and coos to her. She does what I do often in this case ["It was my pleasure," she purred to Joy. "Maybe you'd like me to give you an even better one."] This turns into a cute situation because Laura has to wonder if Joy is capable of a more powerful orgasm. Joy is acting like this is her normal orgasm and has never experienced a more powerful one. Still Laura is like me and I am sure with a little experimenting I can find her big O trigger. Laura like me wants to give her an orgasm that will show her what an orgasm truly is. I have confidence in our abilities. Uh oh, this is not good news. First, Joy says she has never had two orgasms during the same lovemaking session. This simply to horrible to contemplate. The second thing is Joy seems to have been cursed with a clitty that gets real sensitive and evidently doesn't desensitize in a quick manner. It seems Joy's body is trying to be difficult here. I do love reading that Carmela seems to be on the road to becoming a good lover. She is learning to go for extra orgasms and seems to be enthusiastic in her lovemaking. I like her already.

Wow, you sure know how to give a touching and cute moment at the same time [Laura let her hand slide down Joy's wonderful, smooth young body to her crotch. She fluffed Joy's pubic hair with her fingertips. "Is it sensitive now?" "A little. Gosh, you came so loud, Laura. You really come hard." "I hope I didn't scare you," Laura murmured, flirting from under her heavy eyelids.] That is a way to make a woman your love slut that gently fluffing of her crotch hair. That is just so tender as you look up smiling goofily at your lover. Letting your love show in your strokes of her mound and letting that love show in your eyes. I love showing my caring side like Laura does here. It just makes your women melt with love for you. So often they are so ignored and put down by their men and even some women. I can just see the emotion filling their eyes and see their confidence starting to rise again. I sure do hope that Joy is starting to take lessons and start voicing her pleasure and learn to get in tune with her body and totally let go and get inside her orgasms and let them tear her apart. I would be aghast if I started having squeaker orgasms. I think I would start screaming actually. I love how Laura starts to so slowly stroking Joy's pussy and brushing her upper body to Joy's upper body. I so love feeling our bodies rubbing and brushing. Especially when our breasts are rubbing. I can just see me on my elbow looking down at my hand slowly exploring her sweet pussy and looking down at our bodies brushing and then slowly lowering myself down until ["You know, I'm very excited by your body," she whispered, kissing Joy's cheek, her forehead, then her full, wide mouth.] Kissing her whole beautiful face until our mouths mate once more and our tongues are exploring deeply in our mouths and latching onto her tongue and sucking strong and hard and then following her tongue back into her warm mouth. Stroking hard and deep. Exploring every crevice and plane while hoping she will latch onto my tongue for mouth to tongue head.

More of that wonderful dialog that I so adore and worship. I think and hope that many readers (especially you men will learn from this) [Joy giggled. The long, smooth muscles in her stomach contracted, bunching into ripples that Laura eagerly kissed and stroked with her fingertips. "How do you know it's beautiful?" Joy giggled. By now Laura was kissing her pelvic bones, her dark gold thighs. "I know because I kissed it with my own pussy," she whispered. "And now I'm going to kiss it with my mouth." "Ooohhh, I love that."] Beautiful loving words will always, always make your women's belly and cunt

just melt for you. She will become your total love slut and almost always become so much more responsive and wilder in bed. Make love to her soul and not only her body. It is what we all crave and hunger for. Think of new and different ways to tell her you find her beautiful and desirable. You show how we women try to be in tune with our lovers and pickup on the slightest signals they send us [Laura realized that this was more what Joy was used to, what she did with Carmela. She even seemed more relaxed, and sighed happily as Laura's tongue found its way into the soft wet folds of her long, half-open, black-lipped pussy. Joy being long and sinuous herself, her pussy was very appropriately also long and incredibly lovely to Laura, less a little hot mouth of love than a lengthy hot pink slit enclosed on either side by a long glossy black lip of flesh. Laura eagerly ran her tongue up and down each inner lip, up again to the top, finding Joy's little clit peeping out shyly from its protective hood.] Oh yeah, I never tire of your loving descriptions of these women's vaginas. Other authors will at least say a little about their women's breasts and maybe say if she has big clit but that is it. I am not kidding. The center of a woman's being and they simply gloss over it. I simply can't understand this. Every author should be singing odes to their women's vaginas. I have come to find this somewhat weird and strange. Don't they love and cherish their creations as you so obviously do.

I love this time in lovemaking. Eating on some good hot tender wet pussy meat after an orgasm. When it is all swollen and saturated in come. I so love diving in and gobbling up all the love cream I can find before I really get to work devouring her cunt. I love to just dine like Laura here [Laura was certainly in no hurry and took her time. She loved eating a sweet new black pussy, and this one was a delicious wet feast, all glistening and inflamed, running with nectars, and beautifully shaped. She toyed with Joy's clit, flicking it with the tip of her tongue, to see if Joy would react. Maybe her clit wasn't as sensitive as most since again she showed no particular reaction but continued to sigh and twist only once in a while.] I love to take my time and just explore and then devour pussy especially when it is a new one. Finding all those sweet secret nerves and getting to know the taste, size and feel of her clit on my tongue and sucked into my loving mouth. The only problem here is that Joy doesn't seem to have any secret nerves. I find this very rare and usually I can find a way to get her to go crazy but sometimes I just can't make them go crazy. Women are supposed to be climbing the walls when I go down on them. I get highly upset (though I hide it) and somewhat pissed if I can't get my woman to die from coming. My ego can't take not responding. It must be either they are just way too repressed or something physically wrong. The clit is designed for tactile stimulation and that is what we lesbians do best. I fear to say that if a woman continues to be unresponsive to my touch I will tend to avoid them. I find it unnerving when I woman doesn't go nuts with my deep throat sucks and tongue lashing with head pulling when I have her clit securely and lovingly in my mouth. It simply kills them. The few times it hasn't worked and they only come mildly when I have used all the right foreplay and loving setup I am totally flabbergasted and almost traumatized. Deep down, I really don't like to fail.

Laura continues to be in tune with Joy and is making sure that her clit is not too sensitized for good gash feasting. Joy sighs her pleasure and begs her to continue but this sighing should be matched by her body losing control and obviously building to a stupendous soul ripping orgasm. Laura is simply the bomb. She has all the skills. I have had some women have a hard time letting go but I find the spoken word loosens must of those up ["Ohhhh . . . you can come for Laura, can't you?" Laura purred to her, licking her wet, raw pussy from top to bottom, then back up, sucking Joy's tiny clit tenderly, now

introducing one finger into the gooey furrow. "You can have a little come for Laura. You can close your eyes and just let Laura take you to heaven, can't you?"] The words spoken and more importantly how they are love cooed and said with such sincerity melts even the hardest heart and reassures the most skittish mind. So many straight and bi women simply get no loving communication from their male partners that they simply love melt with my loving words and encouraging actions. I sure wish this was me and not Laura patiently and with total focus feasting on Joy's sweet pussy trying to give her a killer orgasm. Unfortunately, Joy is not that responsive but she does whimper and jerk her hips which is enough for me. I have women who are like this while they are winding up but look out when the orgasm hits. It is like all that energy is coiling and building and when it hits they just shriek their lungs out and their pelvis just buck around like a rodeo bull. They simply go wild with earth shattering pleasure pumping out of their womb and exploding forth from their deep spasming cunts. I have gotten a few sore mouths and bitten tongues when eating a woman out like this for the first time. I am eating away merrily and I know the orgasm is coming but I am thinking they will just racket up a few degrees and then next thing I know I have her cunt slammed into my mouth with hands mashing my face completely buried in their twats and all I can do is hang on for dear life flailing my tongue and sucking for all I'm worth while my ears are ringing from all the upper case screams I'm hearing. Did I fail to mention that I absolutely FUCKING love

it. A little pain is nothing compared to the soaring happiness I feel when one of these women who have never come like this before simply explode in my mouth and die from their first stratospheric orgasm. They almost always become my total fuck sluts and I have taken them on their first step towards sexual liberation.

I too have experienced working a pussy to the point my mouth starts to ache and cramp up. Some women need lots of stimulation and you get in that middle rung of the ladder where the early orgasms are out of the way and the flesh is not too sensitized yet and you have to work for long minutes to bring her off. Minutes of the purest dining pleasure of tender red sopping wet cunt meat. I know to use my fingers and a dildo sometimes to give myself a rest with maybe a clit swipe hear and there to send that bolt straight to your womb until my mouth muscles are ready for more cunt meat dining. I had to smile

here, just when Laura tries to rest her loving, overworked, mouth ["Oh please . . . don't stop! Oh god, it feels so good!" "Really? Is it getting you there, darling?"] I too get requests when I really need a mouth rest break but as soon as I hear those whimpering pleadings back down I go. All you have to do is ask "please" and I will do anything to satisfy that need. I must try to do your bidding. I really don't need a reason to bury my face in hot wet cunt meat. I want and need to feel your juices all over my face during such an intense lovemaking session. I love swiping my tongue around my mouth, chin and cheeks and swiping up love juice to purr on as I swallow. While I would feel Laura's frustration here seeing Joy's eyes would make me feel so MUCH better [Joy looked into her eyes. To Laura she seemed very vulnerable but also very aroused at this moment. It was the first time Laura had looked at her face for several minutes, and she suddenly realized that Joy was telling the truth. Even though she showed little outward reaction, she was clearly tense with the need for a sexual release. Her mouth was taut, her eyes somehow fiery with sexual desperation under the bland, glassy exterior.] Okay, her body is not reacting like it should. I guess I need more lovemaking sessions to find the right triggers but I am pleasuring her soul. If I can see your need and feel it in your body that is enough. I will figure your body out eventually. What I can't handle is the women who seem completely blasé about lovemaking. Nothing ever tenses up. To me it is why we make love in the first place. They make me feel like it is a chore and I can't handle feeling that. I simply won't see them anymore in a sexual way. My ego can't handle it. It actually hurts me. But Joy to me is really trying, I just think her mind and body are having a disconnect here. One only must figure out the key. I feel sorry for Carmela. She must be thinking that Joy's reactions are every woman's since she doesn't have the experience yet. I hope that Laura can have a three-way soon with these two wonderful angels (from the way Joy talks I'm assuming Carmela is black) and together Laura and Joy can get Joy in touch with her body and Carmela can see what passionate lesbian sex is. It will be a scorcher.

I love this next part a lot [Encouraged, Laura returned her mouth quickly to Joy's blossomed, puckering pussy, stabbing her tongue deep into the interior, parting Joy's long, sinuous black cunt lips with her thumbs and slurping her aggressively. Her lips and chin and nose were covered with Joy's copious juices, but she was herself in ninth heaven right now and gulped them down thirstily, going heatedly for more. I want you to come, she thought. I want it to be the best ever for you. "Oh yes, come honey, come," she panted to Joy, now sliding her hands under Joy's smooth buns and pushing her whole face into Joy's streaming, flooding pussy. "Umgghhh. . . come, honey . . . ummgghh . . . oh I love your beautiful pussy . . . yes . . . come for Laura . . . come now for Laura . . . come now . . ."] Laura is fucking Joy with a purpose now but you can't help but do what Laura is doing here. She is forgetting all about trying to make Joy come out of a sense of competition. She is simply devouring a heavenly teenage cunt. You can't get any better cunt meat than this. Opening that flower up and slurping licking and driving your tongue deep. Licking and poking her hot, slick tender inner cunt meat. I love just burying my face and letting my tongue flail her hot channel. Getting it deep and feeling her muscles surrounding my probing tongue. Moving them aside as my tongue plunders her depths. As a woman pumps her hips I love how that gets her love muscles working on my tongue. Sometimes I will lean my head back and open her vagina up and just watch her love muscles clench and unclench while becoming hypnotized with love and burying my face back deep to get them contracting around my tongue before I start flailing again and moving back out to lick her folds and sucking her lips out and then moving up for some divine clit play with sometimes moving down to explore some lovely asshole. I simply love eating pussy!!!!!

You show how Laura is closely observing Joy's body to deliver maximum pleasure. She is constantly looking up and listening for those cues that women instinctively know how to read. Laura hears that first (unfortunately for the first time the whole love session) clenching uncontrollable intact of breath that tells you the orgasm is coming. Laura like a true women is exulting in the pleasure that is about to flood Joy's body and moves in for the love kill [Laura let her lips crawl up to the top of Joy's long cunt again and took the tiny berry inside her mouth. It was really more like a large seed, and she laved it with her tongue, remaining extra sensitive to Joy's body, to Joy's tense flesh, trying to feel whether it caught fire from this, whether the end was near. In fact, it was, but again Laura seemed to miss the trigger point. One moment Joy was sighing, Laura was gently sucking her clit, and the next moment . . .] I so love moving in on the clit at just the right time to deliver the coup de grace and making my women go wild. Okay, I have to accept (for now) that Joy simply isn't going to go wild. Still, I know she came and she is extremely happy. I just have to figure out what makes her go wild. I can't wait to find out when Laura does. Joy must have triggers. I wonder if it is mental. What is her hang-up? Simply inexperience in how to mate the mind with body and totally let go? Self absorption? I simply have to love those love cries of "Neep". That is simply so cute and totally describes the sound I would associate with such a mild orgasm. I will have to accept the mild body contractions and love the glazed eyes. The eyes are the portal to the soul and they tell me I did my job, just not to the level I expect and need to achieve. I find this Joy to be perplexing. She initiates the sex and seems to be hot to trot until the real lovemaking started. I know she is not teasing. Being so randy during the initial foreplay but distant during the real thing. Very Strange. I can't wait to learn more about this mysterious young woman.

This chapter ends with ambigious feelings. Laura is like me and a little disheartened by the fact that she wasn't able to make Joy climb the walls. I would be a little weary from my self perceived failure but I would be planning on how I will make her come like I want her too in our next lovemaking session. It is obvious that Joy is quite pleased by the turn of events. She is totally happy with what she has received from Laura. For her, she has achieved the "bomb" and is satisfied and happy. Ok, I will get you next time. I like her teasing about not telling Carmela she came twice. I always love sass but I want Carmela to learn exactly what is possible. I hope that Laura is able to teach her in the near future. Now I reach the point where I simply can't keep thinking and making the best of the situation. Joy does what would really upset me. She doesn't reciprocate. That is just so MALE!! It is the rare woman who is so fucking male and selfish. I have had newbies almost ripe me apart trying to bury their faces in my hot, wet cunt after I have pleasured them. They are dying to reciprocate. Quite a few were like Tamara to some degree. They really wanted to but they just had a lot of conditioning to overcome. That I gladly and happily start to overcome. It is such a joy to help a woman overcome man's brainwashing and seeing the wonder and joy she has in exploring my body. They may be hesitant at first but once they let go they absolutely go wild. I have had newbies nearly rip me apart in their lust for their new found lesbianism. They are simply starved for the real thing and I am oh so happy to give them my body. Hehehe. The sacrifices I make.

Joy has just received all that Laura has to give and she seems to think that she has received and has no desire to give. That is so fucking foreign. She is still young and has a lot to learn. I guess her sass shows some immaturity and selfishness. She needs to learn quickly that life is give and take. The more you give the more you receive. Laura is flagging because Joy has been so unresponsive. I would have been down too but I want my pussy made love to. I would have been ready for Joy to reciprocate one way or the other. What kills me is she goes down on Carmela. Maybe Carmela has learned to make Joy go first and then she goes down on Joy. Geez, I really, really, really hope that Carmela and Laura team up and take Joy to the stratosphere and rock her world to the very core and make her the complete lesbian slut whore she is supposed to be. Lesbians are supposed to give and give. She needs to learn to experience all that our wonderful bodies can bless us with. I bet Carmela will be happy to get Joy educated and learn for herself what a truly great lover can give.

Geez, is Joy nuts. Laura invites her to spend the night and Joy says "nah" and goes home to her dog!! I know a dog is man's best friend but that is all he is. Joy is walking away from an all night fuck session. When she could be fucking and then resting to give her clitty plenty of rest and then once more fucking gloriously. She really needs educating let me tell you. Laura invites her back which I know Joy will soon be accepting. She may be restrained but she is enjoying what she is receiving. She just needs to learn to let go. Joy remarks about not telling Carmela about Laura. I hope she is the typical teenager and tells Carmela her good fortune. Then Carmela can work on her to get them both in Laura's bed and then Laura can do them BOTH!!!! One can dream can't she? Sigh, being a teenager has its own special charm [Then she almost flounced back down the street to her own door, while Laura watched, entranced and pensive, from her own small porch. Joy waved to her and smiled before letting herself in.] I may be a little disturbed but seeing Joy's happiness couldn't help but lift my spirits and put a small smile on my face.

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Chapter 280:

I can so understand Laura's thinking at the beginning of this chapter. She is reflecting and fretting of the enigma that is Joy. I try not to ever be vain but I do take pride in my skills in the bedroom. I am absolutely confident in my ability to deliver mind shattering orgasms and making my women simply scream and thrash in ecstasy. Having said that, of course, sometimes I am not able to fully deliver what I feel is my duty and it absolutely bums me out. I NEED to have my women respond to my touch. I need to see and hear their pleasure. I fortunately, don't have many times when women just don't seem to respond to my touch like I want. When I do, I get moody and sometimes tearful. It really hurts me. I feel like a failure. I want and deeply need to pleasure my women. I have never had the hot and then cold response like Joy had but I have had the three forward and two back problem. Women who do and don't want to make love to another woman for the first time or have tried to repress their natural desires after tasting the forbidden fruit in the past and I am trying to revive their natural selves. They can be so conflicted and brainwashed they simply can't respond to me fully. I am almost always able to gently and lovingly coax them to their true glorious selves. But sometimes man's fucked up brain washing gets in the way and they just can't let go and respond to me. I deep down take it as almost an affront and really get pissed at man's world fucking with women and their true desires. So yes, I can really understand Laura's confusion here. I will give a woman a couple chances to let me love her but after that my id can't take it anymore. I hate to be hurt.

Now Laura turns her thoughts to her upcoming date with Brad. She can't think of a reasonable excuse to get out of the date and decides to just go for it. I can understand her feelings of ambivalence. I like how she knows what she wants out of the situation. She just wants a good hard het fucking with no emotional attachments. That is exactly what I would want. Back when I used to sport fuck guys in high school they were just so childish and trying to be all macho. I quickly showed them they meant absolutely nothing to me and I liked their dick but not them. I had to crush a few poor souls but they really left me no choice with their clinging or sometimes tying to assert themselves over me. It really is easy to crush a male ego if you want to. Now that Dodie and her cad husband are divorcing and Frankie has moved in with her they are getting more dick now. Dodie always said her husband was a good fuck, just that he had become so fucking boring with his career advancement obsession and she grew tired of the complete self absorption. She enjoyed getting dick from her husband when he was around and not off across the country and actually wanted to fuck her and not some bimbo (whom he is shacked up with now – poor girl). Dodie is definitely gay but she likes a hard live cock from time to time and Frankie while she is a lesbian likes to have dick even more than Dodie. She loves to fuck women but will never turn down a good fucking from a man as long as it is on her terms. They want women but want that spice of a het fuck from time to time. They have been really trying to tempt me to join them on like a triple date with some studs they have and having an orgee as Jane would say. I have to admit I am definitely tempted. These guys are only out for a hot fuck and we certainly can deliver. No emotional attachments only hot dick. I still think back to the feel of hard hot cock pounding up my cunt or driving up my asshole and feeling that wonderful feeling of semen bolting up my cunt or asshole from twitching cocks and wildly thrusting pelvises driving those cocks deep in my body. Plus, I never got to do DP or TP with any guys. I would love that power from skilled lovers. Feeling them pounding my holes with

delicious friction of their cocks rubbing that thin flesh between my pussy and asshole. Plus, I have really learned how to give head since my old days. I was good then but now I would love to take a cock down my throat and lick the base of their shaft with my tongue and take those warm nuts in my mouth and pull them and then let him take my head in his hands and hold my head while he power fucks my mouth and then taking the head of his cock in my lips and power sucking with hard tongue swipes until her roars out and starts pumping semen into my waiting mouth and then taking his cock to the back of

mouth and feeling those bolts and twitching cock as his warm load slides down to my hungry gullet. As you can see, I do fantasize about this a lot for a lesbian. A real cock just has nice things about it. I will have to wait and see how things happen.

I had to smile at Laura trying on this "devil-may-care altitude". I feel a lot like this myself. I believe in seeking out pleasure and going for the brass ring just always remembering to be nice and honest. I always make sure my new women know that I am a great lover and good friend but I have my archangels already and we just want to love them. Someone once said I had a lusty wench attitude and I really, really liked that description. Our bodies were designed to give us such wonderful pleasure and I think women should chase this pleasure and give themselves what we so richly deserve. I long to feel my pussy tearing itself apart in extreme spasms of bliss and ecstasy and to give my women this same heaven on earth gift. There is simply nothing more beautiful and deeply moving than watching a woman in the throes a soul shattering, body wrenching, screaming orgasm. I live to experience and see this in my women. I love Laura for being so like me in this.

I see that Brad arrives promptly to pick Laura up. I like that in a woman and would want that in a man. Have the courtesy to be punctual if you are going be screwing me later that night. Wow, a true gentleman. He opens the car door and gives Laura flowers. I like to open doors for my angels and give small gifts. It is the way I was raised and they just gobble it up. They just preen and smile so great big it makes my heart soar with happiness. My archangels love to be pampered and my causal girlfriends and new conquests just lap it up like a puppy. I believe in being this way but this alone almost guarantees me getting pussy. Women want to be courted, pampered and made to feel special and I love doing that. I love to make women and people in general happy and feeling good. I have a great big goofy smile reading of Laura blushing furiously and smelling her flowers to cover her "lobster" blush when Brad comments she could be in the movies and he has contacts to get her started. I know what movie I would love to see "Laura's Story". Yeah!!!!!! A grand weekly production with glorious fucking to make lesbians and men too flush and wet or hard with raging arousal. I know it would sell well on direct cables porn channels. Sigh, to be the star of this production and the endless fucking I would get paid!!! to do. I would die to see your story produced. I know that this would be such a huge winner. Just have to find eager lesbian and bi sluts like me to play the parts and look out world. I would throw my heart and soul into the part and let my pussy destroy itself with endless orgasms just to make sure the essence of your story is given. The sacrifices I would make. Hehehe.

Laura and I are a lot in common in that we get very embarrassed when people mention our beauty. I really just see me when I look in the mirror but I have been told since I can remember how beautiful I am. I thank the fates for my looks but I am not vain about them, just thankful. Actually, sometimes it is a curse. Some people, especially men, just think of you as a pretty, big boob, blond fluff head. And some people automatically assume you are stuck up and it is hard to get them to see the real you. Oh Well, enough philosophy. I smiled when Laura covers her face with the red carnations to cover her blush. Laura is so nice and basic. I love her un-vainness. Laura is so grounded. Brad is completely charming and takes Laura to a very expensive restaurant and easily jokes about his power and wealth. He to seems unpretentious and has an easy grace about him. I see no crassness yet. Let's see how this continues to develop. They sit to dinner and Laura does what I would do here, she engages Brad by ["Tell me about it. The political life."]. I love how she poses the question by placing her chin on her fingers and gazes deeply into his eyes. Everyone loves to see that direct eye contact and obvious interest. It just makes them open up and share. I find straight women are sometimes surprised that they are the one who gets to open up and share. To be the talker and not the listener. I think most men tend to hog the conversation. Pigs. Actually, I am the type of person that loves to listen and learn everything I can about a person. It draws me to you and with women I get a so much fuller picture and feeling for you that it only rackets my love and lust for you. I love to listen to a woman's voice and learn her accent and inflections and watch her face and watch it become animated and see all the varying emotions that cross every person's face when they talk about what interests them. I just love to listen and see the pictures that your words paint.

Brad being the typical male spends the next two hours talking about himself shamelessly I am quite sure. Women by this time will usually have tried to get you involved in telling about yourself though I often try to demure since I love hear other people talk. I once went to Dallas with two guys from another department for training. There we met three people from San Pablo, Brazil, two men and a woman. I still remember the woman's name, Monica. The other two guys with me told me I should have been a diplomat. I looked at them strange and said "why". They told me because I actually seemed interested in what they were telling me. How American and male. I was interested in what they said. Deeply. I had to laugh at this part [Fortunately, he also had a sense of humor. When Laura's eyes began to glaze over a little during coffee, he appeared embarrassed. "But enough about me," he grinned. "I think I would've put most people to sleep by now."] I love the little real life snafus and the humor you show in your stories. Brad is in tune enough to see he has been wind-bagging and uses humor to keep the atmosphere light and romantic. I think I could fuck this guy most definitely. Sigh, I do love Laura completely. She is the picture of politeness in telling Brad he was fascinating but the truth is [In truth, though, she had only been paying half attention. He was very good-looking and intelligent, and since it had been a long time since she had even considered being with a man, she found herself having vague fantasies about how he behaved in bed. Would he be smooth and confident and suave, kissing her romantically, bringing her along slowly? Or would he be rough and urgent, harsh, strong, and demanding, wanting her to suck his cock, wanting her to take it up the ass?] I do give you my complete attention while conversing but still I am almost always fantasying about a new woman in how we will be making love. When we are on a date and I pretty sure she will be my lover that night, I can't help but daydream with burning clarity of

burying my face deep in her cunt or rubbing our pussies thigh to thigh while burying our tongues down each others throat or some form of 69 or frigging each other off while looking deeply in each other eyes and seeing that shock and pained bliss that suddenly, magically appears when our cunts rupture and blisters the soul with excoriating bliss. I let the other women initiate any anal play. Don't want to rush them on the first night. Sigh, I so love orgasms.

I really liked Laura contemplating the future night [And would she? Laura realized she was getting a little wet contemplating all this. How odd these stiff courtship rituals were. You spent all this time at an elegant, high-priced, ingeniously cooked meal. Being treated like royalty by restaurant staff. Drinking impossibly expensive wine. Then the guy tried adroitly, if he had a smooth manner, to get you to return to his place with him, or at least to let him come in with you. If he succeeded in either, it might be another hour before he really tried to take your clothes off. During all that time, both of you were playing cat and mouse, wondering who would make the next move.] I am really in tune with women and how we do our dance of love. I love just seeing ourselves as we do our dance of love. Is it subtle like here or more overt like going to a lesbian pick up bar and cruising. I love that but I also love the more traditional dating where it is "cat and mouse". Going with the flow and both of you dancing and flirting and with a straight or dormant bi woman leading her so carefully and skillfully into yours or her bed. I think the dynamics are similar to here but are so much more subtle and refined. The only problem is sometimes the dance can endlessly cycle and one has to be skilled enough to get the dance back to one's bed. I have learned this skill over the years and almost always get my woman. One just needs to look and listen and one will find the keys to her heart and this will lead her to your bed and into her loving and wanting arms. Women want to be worshipped and adored and that is what I love to do. I will give you everything I have in your bed. I often get wet during a date and can faintly smell my musk. It turns me on, let me tell you.

I am simply amazed at how your story has the cool little elements that other authors just never touch or even try to do. They just focus on the same ole, same ole. I love Brad observing Laura's love bracelet from Amber. I love Laura's basking in her love for Amber in thinking of this precious gift from this wonderful woman and basking in their past glorious fucking. Amber is a total fucking fox. I want her desperately. I love this emotion but I also love how Brad is making sure he doesn't have to worry about an insanely jealous boyfriend. How fucking cool to see this in a story. Brad is a smart boy. I like Laura not telling him it is from a woman and allaying his fears. I would have told it was from a woman to just shock him. I can be so bad sometimes. Brad makes his play by asking Laura if she has played pool and offers to take her back to his apartment to teach her. The dance of love is quickening. Laura I think likes this skilled, slow approach. They arrive back at his large inherited house. It must be nice to be pampered by rich powerful people. I have to like how Brad makes it clear that they can fuck gloriously and that Laura has nothing to fear from him ["I told the servants to take the night off, so I hope you aren't frightened to be alone with me. I can assure you that my position in the city and my political future both ensure that I would never do anything that wasn't totally on the up and up." Laura gave him an amused grin. "I'm sure you won't. I'm not worried."] I like his act of gallantry and chivalrous manner.

You are the only author who lets her characters sense of humor always show through like here when Laura contemplates Brad making an advance on her [On the other hand, if I whimper too loudly when you slide it up my booty, there will be no one to hear me, will there, she thought.] I have always loved this about your writings. Brad spends a half hour mainly getting himself ready to seduce Laura. He doesn't know Laura is patiently waiting for him to initiate the lovemaking. I love having gotten to watch their dance of love. I really like this next part [Finally! she thought, turning her face to his, offering her mouth. He took the offer and in seconds they were kissing hungrily, leaning against the pool table. Even now, though, Brad was the perfect gentleman. True, his fingers bit into the flesh of her arms, then her back, and his kiss was very searching, demanding. But he did not try to rip off her clothes, force his hand into her crotch, squeeze her breasts. He was calm and patient, kissing her neck, whispering in her ear how lovely she was.] I love being the passive one but often I need to be the aggressor and I will willing and oh so happily claim your mouth as my own. I love offering my mouth and having my lover take it with sharp hunger and demand. Feeling her lips mating with mine and quickly feeling her tongue seeking entrance and tracing my lips and teeth with maybe sucking my lips first before feeling her tongue darting into my waiting mouth and dueling and subduing my tongue with strong strokes and coiling. Feeling your tongue thrusting my tongue aside to explore and claim my cheeks and roof of my mouth and claiming the underneath of my tongue will always make me squeal into your mouth and makes my belly melt. When playing the role of Brad with a true seduction I love to begin that initial exploration. Gently bringing our mouths together and letting our lips play with each other before I gently start to love you with my tongue. Gently pressing and sucking of your lips between my lips and love worrying before I start to use my tongue over your lips. First over the lips themselves and then getting my tongue into that heavenly crease between lips and gum and sweeping and pressing. Then I love to start brushing your teeth and increasing pressure seeking access to your hot waiting mouth. I always have my hands roaming, stroking, squeezing and lightly biting into warm flesh. Slowly mating our bodies together especially our bellies. Love cooing when coming up for air. I can't count the number of times we go from this sweet tentative exploration to voracious hunger. Sometimes things gradually work up with my newbie gradually letting

go and accepting her true lesbian self but so often you are working her to open her mouth for your invasion and you hear and can even feel this deep animalistic groan emitting from deep in their chest. You feel that sound with your lips and reverberating through your loving arms that have incased her. Suddenly her mouth is no longer closed. She has mashed her mouth to yours, bruising lips and her mouth is wide open and demanding to be taken. I immediately dart my tongue in strong and deep. Taking what is mine. Their tongues go wild and they just moan like the sexual animals they truly are as I devour and

take their mouth and their souls with my tongue. I love bringing the slut out in a woman. Brad is a great lover to take Laura's willing mouth and yet still show restraint and working her like a Stradivarius violin. Playing the notes true and making the body sing until only sweet orgasmic screams can be heard.

I love how you make Brad such a skilled lover with his hands igniting fire all over Laura's body and using the spoken word to tell how wonderful and lovely Laura is. I am always talking to me women telling them how beautiful they are. Men as a rule just don't know how important this is. Brad knows that by stroking Laura's tender flesh outside her clothes that soon she will be dying to take them off so he can stroke her hot, radiant skin directly. Slowly increase the heat to make your women die for it. Again, Laura has the lead in the dance of love ["Why don't you take me some place more comfortable," she whispered to him. "Some place where we can stretch out."] Of course Brad is only happy to hear this and takes her to a bedroom with two!!! fire places. Wow. I had to smile at Laura being amused at rich people's proclivities for champagne. They share some nice bubbly before the delicious fucking to come. Sex is sex after all, if you don't have hang-ups about it. Laura drinks up the expensive drink while letting Brad know it is time to fuck [Laura thought, giving Brad a sultry look, as if to let him know she was ready. Rock me, baby, her eyes told him. I'm ready for it. You can do it hard.] My eyes will always tell you this if you can read them. Some women are like Tamara and are gentle in their lovemaking and I simply adore my women like this but I can take whatever hard loving lesbian fucking you give me. Just don't be truly hurtful or cruel and I am your complete slut.

You are the only author to really explore the minutiae of human interactions and thoughts like here [The amused, flinty look in his eye told her he had got her message. Both of them immediately began to feel excitingly giddy from having gulped down the champagne so fast, which seemed to make things happen extra fast too, as well as smoothly, as if they were gliding through a paradoxically rapid and yet slow-motion approach to an inevitable sexual moment. As he walked toward her after depositing his champagne glass on a small table near the fireplace, Laura, feeling extraordinarily aggressive, dropped slowly to her knees.] Almost all other authors just have things happen without ever showing us those thoughts that are always in our mind and the observations that we make in life in general and especially while all the senses are heightened while you are having truly satisfying sex. We as humans do this and I am happy to have one author explore and show this. Sometimes things do seem to slow down because our senses are on hyper and we just experience things so fully that time seems to slow down. I love this state because pleasure just flows into all my senses and my very pores. I love seeing Laura drop to her knees. Most of my women who like strap-on sex love to give and receive head. It sure turns me on. I wonder if it is penis envy. Who cares. I just wish it was truly alive and could reward me with sweet female come in forceful ejaculations.

I love aggressive lovemaking and I am smiling with Laura dropping to her knees and fishing Brad's cock out of his pants. I would love to fish a real cock out and find it all swollen and turgid and ready for action like here ["Mmmm, you must enjoy being with me," she murmured, looking up at his face while curling her tongue around the bulbous head of his prick. "You're very hard already."] I love playing with the head of a dildo. I love to work my tongue over the head and run my tongue where the head meets the stalk. I can remember guys really loving that. We find that Brad's cock is not overly large but nice and thick. While big is nice but a regular sized cock is nice especially if thick and, or, with a delightful curve to it. What I love is Laura's observation of its "marble" rock hardness and the fact of its live warmth. That is what I really miss. The warmth of a live cock. I always say a strap-on on a skilled lover is more than enough but in reality I do know that a real live cock on a skilled and thoughtful lover does have its own allure. Men with their denser bodies just have a power we can't match and they really can piston their cocks hard and fast with natural ease while we have to concentrate and work to give

this kind of fucking. I do miss the power of a pistoning live cock and the strength a man can work your body with. Only my strongest girlfriends can give me this kind of hard pounding. This is one reason I love Dodie so much. She is tall and strong and knows how to pound a cock deep in your ass or cunt. I love it when I get together with her and Polly, Stacey and or Becky. We are all "amazons" and know how to use a strap-on. I so love having a cock pistoned deep in my cunt while one of my other "Amazons" is crabbing over me driving her cock balls deep in my plundered asshole. If I am lucky enough to have another woman present I want her cock plunging down my throat while she holds my head and pumps her cock down my throat. I love to play ring around the roses and taste my ass as they switch positions and the woman fucking my ass now "makes" me lick and suck her cock "clean" and then deep throats me while the other one pumps her salvia slicked cock into my clenching sphincter and down my bowels. I just howl and scream from such deep, searing anal orgasms. I can just feel my pelvis shaking and spasming with soul searing ecstasy that leaves me a drooling love happy slut.

Ah, now I remember a major limitation that most men have ["It's hard not to get excited by looking at you," he panted, looking down at Laura as she began to lick his magnificent cock from top to bottom, before sucking it into her mouth. "Ah . . . ah!" he gasped, clenching his teeth.] Most come too fucking fast. With a strap-on I can suck and play with to my heart's content and it will always stay hard for me. With micro-electronics they should be able to develop one with warmth and pliability dammit. Laura takes it in good humor and stops sucking and lets Brad know she wants his warm cock in her. It is just a shame he can't control himself. She gently encourages him to control his cock and I like Brad suggesting that he strip giving him time to regain control. Smart guy. I simply adore the fact that you give us the details of lovers removing articles of clothing. This alone is such a turn on. Like you show here [In only seconds working together they had his clothes off, and he was pulling off his shoes, shedding his trousers, which were collapsed around his ankles. He reached down and grabbed Laura's wrist, lifting her to her feet and pulling her over to the bed. Carefully, as if he had done this many times before, he unbuttoned her expensive silk blouse and peeled it away from her body, exposing one of her sexiest black lace bras, which dipped deeply between her small, upswept, perfectly-shaped breasts. The bra made her cleavage seem deeper than it really was, and she could see the fire leap up in Brad's eyes as he looked at it.] I so love disrobing my women and finding all her covered treasures and then making love to

the wonders that is her beauty. I love taking a woman's garments off and finding sexy lingerie. I love its loveliness incasing and caressing a woman's breasts and framing in her beautiful pussy and ass. Framing what I will soon be devouring in wanton gluttony. I have so often felt the fire that is leaping in Brad's eyes and feeling my pussy gushing with nectars and desires.

I know how to entice and I love to be enticed to like here [Laura, knowing how much it excited her to watch a delicious half-naked girl remove her own bra, pulled back from him a little, flirting, and put her hands behind her back for the clasp, a motion that made her breasts, though small, jut forward provocatively.] I love for my woman to proactively display and reveal her body to me. It is so sexy and I love seeing the confidence a woman has when she strips for me so sexily. I know that swallowing in raging lust that Brad is experiencing looking at Laura's lovely doves being exposed. I love this observation of Laura's [Slowly, Laura unclasped the black bra and let it go limp but still held it loosely in place. She let the cups slide down inch by inch, watching his eyes as her naked breasts came completely into view. It was a thrill for her as much as it was for him.] I love to be watched by anyone and I feel so sexy and hot when I see eyes devouring me with wild lust. I always love to see Laura reminiscing about past

lover's and here thinking of the lovely breasts of some of her lovers. I love having my sweet memories of my loves and past loves to always warm me. This is something I love to do since I am told I have a world class ass [Though she was tempted to just rip everything off in haste, knowing that both of them were reaching the breaking point, she purposely forced herself to disrobe slowly. Every smooth, delicious inch of her skin appeared gradually as she inched off her skirt, then turned on the bed to give him a good view of her ass as she slid her panties slowly down her thighs.] Sometimes my woman can't control themselves and I suddenly feel them dropping to their knees behind me and grabbing and kneading my ass cheeks and start peppering them with hot kisses. Then pulling my ass cheeks apart as they lick and kiss them. Getting their fill of my cheeks and then working their way down into the crease of my ass, kissing, licking love biting as they work down into my crease. Then nearly swooning when they start rimming me and then using their thumbs to open my sphincter and then plunging their tongue hard, fast and deep in my asshole. I love it when they take one hand and rub my pussy fast and hard while using the other hand to keep my ass spread hard while still tongue fucking my clinching asshole. I come so hard that I usually just simply collapse to the floor while screaming and jackknifing while thunderbolts of pure bliss are seizing my muscles and lighting is blistering my womb, asshole and mind with pleasure so intense I simply scream in raw pleasure of extreme dire bliss. I so love having my asshole made love to.

Laura's dance of seduction has its desired effect [This was more than Brad could take, finally. He crossed the short distance between them in a flash, scooping Laura up against his hard, angular body and running his hands feverishly all over her naked flesh. He kissed and sucked her neck, her shoulder, squeezing her breasts so that she could feel the rough skin of his palms against her sensitive nipples, which excited her further.] We fems love to display our bodies and have our doms take us just like men do. Raw strength is not needed; pure attitude makes us putty in our doms hands. I so love to be loved like Laura here. I want every inch of my body loved. I love to read about hard embracing like when Laura flings her panties across the room and Brad roughly embracing her and driving his tongue down her throat. Sigh, I love to be taken and love reading it no matter the sex of the person doing it. I want to feel your tongue conquering my tongue and then plunging down my throat with strong and repeated thrusts and tracing all that sensitive flesh deep in my mouth.

I love this next part. I will never turn this down ["Thanks for the compliment," Laura said, , looking up at him wryly, quickly shifting her body so that she could get his hot, very hard cock between her breasts. "Now . . . you just let Mama play with him . . . and don't let him go off. You have to have a little self-control," she teased him, stroking the sides of his hot, thick shaft with the warm balls of her naked breasts.] I love to feel that cock sliding between my sweat slicked tits and if nice and large bumping underneath my chin. By bending my neck back and down I can suck the head with a little love sucks as it pumps up each time. I so love all the love cooing you fill your works with. This is true lovers at play and love. The spoken word is such a powerful aphrodisiac. I had to smile with Laura hoping that Brad has acquired restraint with his age and experience. He might have it but I do believe it is just BARELY. That is cute to read of his extreme grunts of restraint and cries of "I don't know" and Laura encouraging him. I love doing this to a strap-on and on a real cock it would be so fucking rad [Gently, she massaged his hot cock with her naked breasts, rubbing her thick coral nipples all over the shaft, stabbing them with the bulbous head of it, looking up to see him wince as he exerted all his effort not to come prematurely. As she did this, she could feel a happy little clenching in her asshole and knew what she wanted, what it wanted, what she was going to have quickly, if she didn't carelessly trip his trigger too soon.] I love the fire that shoots through my tits as I rub my nipples hard into my woman's cock. With men they would get pleasure also which only makes it all the better. I so dearly, dearly love Laura's thinking. I know that flutter of a sphincter dying for fierce piercing and hard anal plunging.

WoW!! What a great fucking detail [Already a thick, warm, transparent fluid was leaking from the eye of his stiff cock, and she rubbed it all over her nipples, feeling her own blood beginning to hammer through her hot flesh and seethe with fuck need. She looked up at him with a soft, winsome, half-demure expression on her face.] Only you would capture that pre come that a dick lubricates itself with. You are simply priceless. You are a treasure! Then you add the subtle facial expressions of real life. Others only show wild lust. You tell of the blood raging and the pulse hammering in your neck with wild fuck need. I live to feel this raging need extinguished with hot hard fucking or with sweet gentle loving that simply melts you cunt until geysers of coming is destroying your womb and belly with eruptions of mind blowing fucking spasms of pure bliss. I had to smile at Brad's shocked happiness at hearing Laura tell him she wants her ass drilled. Of course he is all smiles. Laura knows he will come quick and wants his first load up her asshole and thus he will be able to fuck her cunt with more endurance for round two. Other authors once they state something is going to happen they make it happen immediately while you show how real lovers take their time in their loving [Laura kissed him and stuck her tongue in his ear, feeling his hands rise to her breasts and squeeze them urgently. "I want you to fuck me in the ass," she repeated. "My little asshole is dying to be hammered."] Lovers know how to take their time getting there to make it even more intense and blistering when the moment arrives.

It is time for breast worship and Laura makes sure Brad knows how to do it right ["Suck it hard!" Laura panted back, suddenly grabbing his head in both hands and holding his mouth there. "Suck it harder."] Laura is so right that almost all men don't know how to love a woman's tits like we know. Only we know the extreme pleasure that intense breast loving produces. I have to like Brad when he gasps out that if he sucks her nipples he will come from sheer excitement. I am liking Brad more and more. He gets in tune with his woman it seems. Laura gives the needed instructions for her delicious ass fucking to commence [She handed him the small plastic bottle. "Here, take this and make me ready. When you can get two fingers in, I can handle it."] Oh yeah!! What a fucking great detail of Laura resting her chin on her hand when she rolls onto her belly and presents her asshole for drilling. Brad does what I love to do when I am getting ready to love your asshole [But it turned out that she had nothing to worry about with Brad. He was still the consummate gentleman, even though nearly overcome by sharp sexual hunger. In fact, for a few seconds he could only stroke and admire Laura's naked ass, running his fingers over the beautiful smooth moons, slipping them gingerly into the crack between, enjoying the fine curve of Laura's flesh. This aroused Laura completely. She had already been hot, and this gesture made her hotter.] I love to worship an ass before I fuck it. I love to massage and gently caress you moons and work into your crease and oh so slowly moving to her rosebud and gently tickling and rubbing around the rim before I get serious. Then I lube my fingers with oil, cunt juice or some spittle and start prying up that lovely rosebud for my cock and probably first some intense tongue fucking and bowel licking. Laura enjoys Brad's awe of her ass but she needs things to move forward and I smiled great big and goofy when she used one of Sara's lines ["Don't adore me . . . just fuck me," she found herself saying, quoting one of Sara's favorite expressions, then giggling as she realized what she was doing.] I quickly adopt expressions and cute sayings of my lovers. Just more arrows in my quiver of love and seduction.

You are the only author to show this most important aspect of lovemaking [It was an infectious giggle and caught Brad up in her amusement too. He laughed. "Okay, I understand my duty."] Humor is such an important part of life and lovemaking should always inspire this sweet emotion. I am swooning with Laura as Brad starts to invade her sweet rectum and everything just slows for Laura as her senses heighten at this intense pleasurable slow invasion of your rectum. I agree totally with Laura here [Laura was now more in tune with Brad's naked, masculine body than anything else. It was not his mind, his wit, his gentleman's manners, his relaxed confidence that concerned her but his hard flesh. Brad had a compact, athletic body with the hardness that came from frequent workouts or vigorous games like racquet ball. His hands were strong, and firm, and within seconds he had her moaning and twisting. With his right hand he probed her anus, preparing it for the ultimate invasion, and with the other he rubbed Laura's wet pussy skillfully.] I would only want a man's body. A man doesn't touch my mind or soul. They can keep their ego all I want is their dick and hopefully with skill to go with it to use it properly. I sure know how to rub a pussy while finger or tongue fucking her asshole. It makes them gush and eventually come if I want. I so love feeling a woman pounding her cunt down on the bed and my hand when she is coming like this and feeling her sphincter spasming on my tongue deep in her ass licking her rectum through her spasms. Yumm! Such sweet raw screams of pleasure to fill my ears. I love to squeeze down on her cunt at the end of her coming like this with my come drenched hand. It almost always draws out one more deep cunt rending spasm. Bringing out that last unexpected spasm will just make a woman's pelvis ripple and vibrate with rocking pleasure or maybe a jackknife and produce the most sweet animalist groans of rapture from hoarse throats.

Brad now lubes his thick gristle and prepares to give Laura the ass fucking she wants. Laura lets him know how [Laura nodded. "I want it. Take it easy at first, but then give it to me hard and fast."] Oh Yeah. I smiled at Brad saying he doesn't want to hurt Laura. She encourages him and he quickly starts to work that thick tube into her clenching asshole. He has done his job well with his fingers and his cock quickly starts to slide up her rectum. Laura is sensitive and begs him to slow up a little. Let her get accommodated. I do wish women could feel the pleasure of my tight asshole like men can. I have to reluctantly agree with this [But this one, even though it was human flesh, felt harder than any rubber or plastic dildo she could remember. It felt like a hot piece of iron pipe in her ass, with a swollen knob on the end of it, and she began to quiver and moan excitedly as Brad started moving it in and out of her.] I love strap-ons but it's hardness is no match to a live, ropey and most importantly warm cock. I think it

is that warmth and aliveness that makes a cock seem so rock hard compared to plastic. I live to be stuffed and split in two like Laura here and feeling this ["Unggh! Ohnmmgg! Unghh!" she groaned as he slid his hard pole in and out slowly. "Oh shit." She winced as he sunk the fat shaft deep in her ass.] I want to feel that hard pole sliding in and out of my rectum. Starting with nice slow, sweet strokes to open my rectum for soon hard pounding. Getting my sphincter all loosened and quivering with raw need.

Cute dynamic of Laura frigging herself like I always do if I am in this basic position. It is seems so right. Brad is like my Dom lovers and quickly brushes Laura's fingers aside and takes her pussy for himself. I love to feel my woman frigging my clit roughly. My kitty loves rough play. Aggressive lovers almost always do this. They want to take control of your body and make you come by their loving ministrations. I so willing give my body up to them. Just make me come hard. I so love hearing Laura's moans and grunts and "yesssss" of good fucking. These are the sounds I always make when my

asshole is being sweetly impaled with rock hard love. Brad knows to now ramp up the fucking and to start pounding Laura's loving asshole ["Annggh!" Brad grunted softly, spearing her, now rising up over her back and fucking her from above more than from behind, drilling his stiff cock down into her body. "Angghh! Oh . . . Laura! Unghh!"] I always want my lover to get over me so they can really spear their cock deep and hard into my asshole. I need to feel your cock ripping down deep into my bowels. Maybe pulling your cock all the way out so you can repeatedly spear my sphincter and making me howl in pained ecstasy, before you start spearing deep again. I so love Laura because she seeks pleasure exactly like I do ["Yes! Yes! Do it hard!" she half-yelped at him, nearly incapacitated by the fierce pumping he was now giving her plundered asshole.] I need to have my asshole plundered in raw lust. I love this rough loving by Brad [Brad was clenching and pumping and gasping maniacally, gripping Laura's body hard, his fingers biting into her flesh, fucking her sharply, so overcome by sexual need that he could barely speak.] I want to feel your strength as your cock(s) plunge deep into my straining body. Staining for ecstasy.

I miss the warmth and aliveness of real cock and I really miss this [She could feel his cock spewing hot spurts of jism deep in her bowel, which clenched frantically as her own orgasm swelled up inside her womb and burst through her straining flesh.] After all these years I can still remember the feel of come spurting deep in my clenching cunt or asshole. I miss feeling that warmth spewing in my channels and how sometimes this alone could make come with howling, jackknifing orgasm. The guys would be in awe watching me seizure and scream like the earth was ending. This is why one has their asshole fucked

and plundered [Then everything was obliterated in a fierce rush of punishing ecstasy that overwhelmed her. The hot jets of cum shooting deep into her clenching rectum triggered her own climax in a flash, and her body almost buckled under the force of it, jackknifing up off the bed, even though Brad's angular, tension-hard body had slumped forward onto her. "Oouungghh!" she howled in a wild groan. "Anngghmmnniieeee!" The first spasm of her orgasm was so strong that she even had the power to fling him up too in her reflexive motion, and then they both fell back to the mattress, Laura keening and

moaning, Brad gasping and trying to hold her steady as she continued coming. "Owwnnmmnnggiieeee!" Laura cried out, squirming and dying of pleasure under him.] I so love having my body slammed down on the bed if lying flat while my asshole is being finished off with those last deep killing spearing thrusts or being on my knees with my ass high in the air and my lover crabbing or side saddle over me to ram her cock deep and hard into my now spasming sphincter and bucking pelvis. I simply die when my lover keeps pile driving her cock into my jolting body while I am coming. It only produces more dire ecstasy. With my ass up in the air I love to turn my face and bury the other side of my face in the mattress as I scream out my heaven on earth pleasure burning through my veins as it explodes out my asshole and cunt. I too have such strong body contractions that I throw off lovers sometimes but they know to get back to work and keep pleasure pumping into me like I will be returning the favor to them very soon. I so need to have my body pulverized with the bliss that only you truly show and I so worship you for giving us, your readers, what truly great sex is supposed to be.

You not only show the wonders of the actual orgasm, only you capture that magical time after the true orgasm starts to fade and you are just laying their cooing as those wonderful aftershocks are rippling and fluttering deep in your belly sending out those heavenly tremors of warm bliss throughout your body. I just lie and bask in their heavenly warmth and pleasure. I love that picture of Brad lying on Laura's back and chuffing in her ear. I love my lovers getting so close to me during these times and feeling their weight and sweat slicked bodies pressing me down, hearing and feeling their labored breath. It makes me feel so close to you. I had to smile great big at this picture ["Mmmmm, that was a pretty good start," she smiled over at him, reaching out tenderly to stroke his now-limp cock. "He is a tiger."] Oh yes, more great fucking. Yeah. Like I say, only you capture the humor of lovers [She patted his damp, limp, still pleasingly thick cock with her fingers. "Don't you worry, sport, you're going to have one even better in a few minutes, when he gets his juice back. Now, point me to the bathroom where I can clean up a little, okay?"] I simply can't get over the silence that other authors make their creations endure. It is so unfair to them. They take a break and Laura sponges herself off to get fresh and alluring again and Brad gets some brandy and dons a silk robe. I love Laura thinking to herself she WILL be back in the future to use some of the fancy bathroom accoutrements. I love her confidence. When they meet again in his bedroom you give me more of that wonderful dialog I so love [Brad had disappeared from the bedroom himself while she was gone, but he soon returned, wearing an expensive maroon silk dressing gown and carrying a Lalique crystal snifter of brandy and two brandy glasses on a silver tray. "You're making me feel . . . naked," Laura said, playfully trying to cover her body with her hands. "You are naked," he said, setting the tray on the bedside table. "You are the most splendid naked I've ever seen. You have a gloriously perfect body." "You're full of compliments," Laura smiled, taking the brandy snifter he offered her. "I told you not to adore me." "Is it okay if I just worship you a little, then?" he asked, joining her in sitting on the edge of the bed.] This is real life love banter and I love it.

A little brandy and love murmuring and they are ready again. Laura again drops to her knees beside the bed and pushes Brad's robe open and descends on that warm, thick aroused cock. She spends long minutes of loving it. I would deep throat him felling that cock slide down my sensitive throat and pushing my uvula back as it slides down my throat. It's thickness might not let it get all the way down but I sure would try. I would lick and suck his balls deep into mouth and tongue lathe while pulling his nut sack tight, then kiss and lip pinch my way up his stalk before taking that wonderful head into my mouth with hard tongue lashing and deep throat sucks. I would try to work my tongue in his pee hole and make that super tight seal with lips just under his dickhead and just suck super hard and lick with my strongest tongue swipes until my lips pop off as I slowly pulled my head back. They always loved that let me tell you. Unfortunately, Brad is soon overcome again and Laura knows it is time to mount her stallion. I so love watching Laura taking control and pushing him back down on the mattress and straddling him to [This time she dangled her small, naked breasts in his face, sweeping her thick, soft coral nipples across his lips, her hair hanging down over their faces in a shiny chestnut flag. She dodged his lunges at them, playfully pushing the warm globes into his cheeks and forehead, then dragging them across his mouth again, finally letting him catch one between his lips. "Now, suck it!" she panted. "Suck it. You wanted it. Suck it hard. Don't play around. You're making me wet. If you suck it hard, and the other one too, I'll be wet enough to fuck. Don't you want to fuck me again?"] I love being in Brad's position and being tormented when my woman won't let me catch her breasts so I can love suck her nipples. I will be lunging and chasing them around and cursing them for not letting me have my tit treats. I just hum and purr with satisfaction when they cram their tit flesh deep into my mouth and it is stuffed with nipple and tit flesh for me to feast upon. Getting those nipples hard and sloppy wet and then being fed the other tit. When I am doing the feeding I just chuckle and smile when I slap them with my gourds. I like to drop them on your face and just rub them around, rubbing your whole face and then holding myself up with one arm and then making a big show of using my other hand to feed you my tit. They are so worked up with the playful games they just suck super hard and deep with teeth racks and hard tongue lathing. I just love to press down and arch my back pushing my tits as hard as possible into your devouring mouth. I just keen with rapture. I often wind up nestled between your thighs and I just hump away. I love coming like this.

The great thing about dangling your tits down like this to your lover is that it gives complete access with two free hands to do this [Instead of answering, he began sucking, slurping, and devouring her nipples in a hot frenzy, squeezing her swaying, dangling breasts with his fingers and gulping them nearly as heatedly as many of her female lovers did. This was enough to send a hot electric current of renewed lust streaking immediately through Laura's body, just what she had wanted. This time she was on top, she was in control, she would take charge, but first this heavenly sucking, hard and fierce, made her cunt almost gush with fresh warm juices.] I love to have my tits love mauled like this. I want to feel your fingers biting deep into my tit flesh. I want you to squeeze them hard and kneed your love into them. I want you to heft them, twist the nipples when not sucking, squeeze, twist and pull them without getting cruel about it. But what I especially want is devoured nipples in a raging hot mouth with deep throat sucks, teeth racks and a tongue that alternating flutter strokes my nipple and areola and then hard tongue bats and tongue lashing. It simply makes my crotch a soupy mess of fuck juice and need. Ready for penetration. I love that pleasure that burns in my tits and shoots daggers of hot burning pleasure that makes my kitty oh so happy. She alternates tits to Brad's sharp hungry mouth and gasps out that the other is "jealous" and realizes she again she has used one of Sara's euphuisms. This is only natural to me. This blurring and merging of souls and picking up traits and expressions of the other. Love is so sweet this way.

This next part excites and makes me feel a little trepidation. As Laura is throwing her head back and revealing in the burning pleasure in her tit flesh she thinks of Sara, Brad and herself fucking together. Okay. We all know I want to fuck anyway I can with partners of my choosing but this pairing makes me hesitate. The reason is Sara and a little Laura. With Laura I think and hope that she would be able to control her jealousy. She seems less jealous now. It still stings her but doesn't rend her soul like in the past. She loves Sara and wants to share this wonderful het fucking experience with Brad in the flush of the fucking moment so to speak. Her body is alive with pleasure with this man and wants to share this with the archangel of her life. I want this too. I just hope she won't be jealous. Brad doesn't seem like he wants any permanent entanglements only discreet liaisons without any permanency. The perfect male fuck toy. One who wants what I want. Now with Sara I hope she would approach this like Laura has. Hopefully, Sara has fully accepted that she is a lesbian now but maybe wants a taste of strange from time to time and would join Laura for some sport fucking with her and Brad. I really felt for Laura when that asshole (who can fuck like a satyr) Rob stole Randi from Laura. I wanted to scratch his eyes out for that. I can't wait to see what if anything occurs. I so hope this fuck pairing happens because I know the fucking would simply be dreamy and womb shattering. I know I will be masturbating to it if it does happen. Timing my frigging to come hard and deep when Sara is coming and her screams will be shouting from my computer screen as mine are echoing in our computer room as my twat humps with shattering sympathetic spasms of fucking bliss along with Sara. I just hope that when the chapter ends it will be like when Chanitra left with Laura after chapter 253 ends. Laura is afraid Chanitra is now smitten with Rob but Chanitra only chuckles and comforts Laura when she lets her know he was only a sport fuck and that Laura is the angel of her heart. I so hope that Sara is so wise. Laura is the real deal and Brad is only a sport fuck. Just my thoughts.

That is such a cute picture of Laura ruffling Brad's hair and caressing his face while he sucks desperately at her lovely doves. I love to caress my lovers such when they are love nursing and devouring my tits. It is time for some nice ole het fucking ["Not too fast . . . not too fast," she purred to him, now reaching down and pulling his fat, stiff prick toward the wet warm furrow of her inflamed pussy. "Now put it in me slowly . . . that's it . . . slow. We're going to slow down for a minute here. I want to fuck this beautiful hard dick and not have it go off again too soon." She sighed as the thick shaft rode up into her tight

pussy. "You can hold it, can't you? You can hold it while I give us both a little fun?"] I love reaching down and guiding my lover's cock to my waiting cunt. I love to rub the head up and down my slit getting it all lubricated with my juices before guiding it to my love hole and force that head into my fuck hole. I so love feeling a cock sliding up my tight cunt. I love best the imitation cock because I like feeling that head pushing into my cunt or asshole and feeling that sudden jump it makes into your hole as the head moves in. I love others kinds with their ripples, bulges and projections as a change of pace with new sensations but I think nature got it right the first time. It is designed to be a wonderful fuck tool. To bad it is just attached to men who insist in acting immature and are all puffed up with male ego. Where are the Brad's of the world in my neck of the woods. I love reading Laura talking slow and sexy to Brad telling him just how she is going to fuck him. I love to be told how I am going to be fucked. I get all dreamy eyed hearing this.

I so love feeling a cock sliding slowly in and out of my cunt. I love clamping down and feeling that head pushing in and out of my love muscles. Such delicious friction. Girl on top fucking doesn't get any better than this [For the next few minutes she sat on top of him, with his stiff fat prick embedded deep in her body, and slowly slid up and down on it, gyrating her pelvis ever so slightly, and also pinching the granite-hard shaft with her cunt muscles, leaning down occasionally to let her firm, swaying breasts slide across his face, fucking him (and herself) with painstaking slow simmering patience. Her full mane of chestnut hair swept across his face and hung again like a shimmering flag over his forehead as she placed her palms on both sides of his head and began to grind slowly, glowering passionately at him, giving him the most scorching fuck-me look of which she was capable.] When I am on top I love being able to fully control my motions on your cock. I have the range of motion to swirl my pelvis like Laura is doing her to get that cock working my cunt with those swirling angels as it works in and out of my body. I love to place my hands beside your head or on your shoulders if you are strong enough and just grinding and making humping sweeps with my hips while riding your cock. It just makes my cunt stream cunt juice down your shaft to get your harness, pelvis and thighs all slicked up. I love starting slow and nice to get the juices to burbling and getting that tension starting to build in my twat and womb. I have long hair and most women love for me to sweep it all over the face, shoulders and tits when I am not kissing you blind or sucking your tits or stuffing my tits down your gullet.

I am so there with Laura when she gives Brad scorching eye contact. The eyes can say much. I know mine are telling my women I am a complete slut and to fuck me hard and deep. Love the detail of your body just tingling as your lover's cock is sawing deep in out of your body. I can feel my nipples stiffening that little impossibly bit more and my upper chest getting flushed and my tits feeling heavy with aroused blood and my belly quivering and tingling with those first tightening that tell me my womb is starting its first contractions. Preparing to immolate itself in exploding rending bliss. I love getting those

tingles in places you simply can't predict nor for how long they will pleasure you. Things are starting to progress nicely I do believe [Brad was staring at her, trying to maintain control, his fingers digging into the flesh of her thighs. Finally, he moved them up her body, clutching her feverishly, almost savagely, now squeezing her breasts fiercely and up-thrusting with his hips more rapidly, urgently, plowing his stiff prick further and further up into her runny channel.] I love it on top so I can have absolute control over my grinding and riding of your cock but I also love that control my lover has as she starts to lose control and starts to grip my flesh fiercely and starting to really throw her hips up and burying her cock deep in my love aching fuck hole. I want to feel our thighs slapping. I want to feel the jolt of your body pounding up to meet my downward thrusts. I want my pelvis jarred as we fuck in hard love. Hehehe, sometimes a woman must do what she must do ["No . . . oh no . . . oh no you're not," Laura smiled at him, slowing down the motion deliberately, not even moving for seconds so that the rhythm that was hurtling him toward another quick orgasm was interrupted. "You're not going to come yet. Mama says no." "Oh god, Laura!" a moan of complaint came from him.] Even though women can't feel the pleasure directly in their cock we do get so in tune with our lovers that we get so fucking excited that we start fucking for all we are worth to bring our women off. Plus, all that grinding on the public bone and those dildos with the reverse appendage for you cunt can easily get you to the edge of fuck mania and going for the brass. Many a time I have slowed or been slowed, drawing out this delicious fucking. I feel so sorry for the PC lesbian how denies herself the pleasure of penetration. Though I guess some women just aren't wired this way and I can thus understand that. But for those who do derive pleasure from penetration should fully indulge this fucking wonderful way fucking. I love slowing down and feeling that lava receding but still actively bubbling deep in my womb begging and trying desperately to explode forth. I can just feel my womb burning with suppressed fiery need. My cunt just clenching in sympathetic need, whispering and pleading to me to let it immolate itself. I love to deny myself for a little while if my fuck dementia is not too strong and I just must give my body and soul what it is crying out for. One can only deny oneself for so long.

Oh yes, taking advantage of the slow downs to get slow and sensuous [Laura pinched his nipples and kissed his mouth sensually. "God has nothing to do with it," she purred, beginning to gyrate her hips gently again, so that she could feel his well-lubricated stalk, oiled by her copious warm cunt juices, again sliding up and down inside her tight, clasping pussy. She laughed throatily. "Laura now . . . yes. Laura has everything to do with it."] I love twining tongues in love at these interludes during serious fucking. Letting our flow into each other's mouth. Gently feasting on tit flesh and rubbing and gently clutching my lover while I love coo to her how much I love and adore her. How beautiful she is and how much I love making love to her. Once more starting to ride her shaft and nearly gagging on how fucking wonderful it feels sliding up my tight drenched fuck hole. Fucking slow like this, doing all the work with my pelvis as I thrust my tongue lovingly down your throat while running my fingers through your hair. Then pulling back and just staring deep into your eyes as I slowly ride up and down on your cock and letting you see just how much fucking pleasure your cock is stroking into my clenching cunt. "I love you and fuck me my darling" I say with my eyes. I love riding my cunt up to the tip of your cock in loving slow strokes and then riding back down until our groins bump and mate only to once more sensually start another love fuck piston cycle. I had to smile great big when Laura reminds Brad that it is her and not god fucking him to heaven. She is the divine angel.

I simply can't over how you are able to describe a whole fuck so vividly. Most authors just seem to really gloss over the whole act with only a few glimpses that really aren't satisfying at all. A few can describe sex real well but there is something missing. I am not sure quite how to describe it but as an incompleteness. They just aren't able to capture how a great fuck flows from start to finish like you do. You just capture the flow from the glorious start to the glorious middle stretch like here [She had him under control again and would not relinquish it, not for several minutes of simmering sexual struggle, at least. She fucked him and herself this way for a slow, sweet eternity, riding his stiff cock, brushing her swollen nipples across his grimacing lips, nipping his earlobe, grinding harder, faster. Brad grunted and gasped, his fingers clawing harder into her thighs each second, his hips up thrusting frantically so that his hard cock speared up into her pussy. "Unh!" Laura grunted herself, seeing stars as he slammed his cock up into her, his hips leaping off the mattress, his strong, racquet ball player's legs flexing and straining to lift both of their struggling bodies off the bed. "Unghh! Oh yes!" she gasped, throwing her head back, luxuriating in the pleasure of being vigorously pounded from below. "Fuck it . . . fuck it hard! Unghh!"] You show how one partner can capture a glorious fuck and bend it completely to her desires and rhythm which is perfectly great as long as her partner is riding along the ecstasy rollercoaster with, which Laura always, always does. Oh yeah, slow rhythmic stroking of that cock into your cunt but always pleasuring nipples, face and ears and just letting your hands stroke love and desire to your partner. But nature has a course in these things and soon Brad must start spearing his cock harder and deeper into Laura. Oh god yes, I need to feel my lover on the bottom buck with all her strength to lunge her cock deep into my cunt's depths. Women can up fuck like this but few sadly have the strength to really lift my body like Brad does. Those that can like Dodie, Polly, Stacey and Becky I worshipfully and repeatedly offer my cunt and asshole to for repeated poundings. I love it when one of my strong amazons dig their fingers into my thighs and ass and bite deep to get maximum leverage to slam my fucking cunt off the bed or if on the bottom make my ass bounce off the mattress they are slam fucking me so hard. I love how our bodies just slap and reverberate together during these heavenly poundings. I always come so fucking hard from this kind of pounding I guarantee you my voice is going to be hoarse from my blissful screams of rapture.

Oh yeah, I see Laura is going for the brass ring of slam fucking. I love how she clasps Brad with her thighs and turns over on her back with his cock still buried in her warm, tight cunt. She now pleads for the slam fucking I just wrote. To fuck her as hard as he can and an athletic man must be able to deliver the goods even on a scale I can't I must sadly confess. They are just so much denser than even us Amazons. Oh well. I am always amazed how I write something and then there it is on the written page. You sure do make my pussy very happy, let me tell you. I love that smoking eye contact with Brad that tells Laura that Brad is going to really nail Laura and he immediately lunges his cock deep. He grabs her hips and immediately launches his cock deep and really fucking hard into Laura's waiting love box. I sigh with giddy happiness at Laura's squeals of speared pleasure. Brad is my kind of guy [Brad, grunting and chuffing himself, speared her deep twice more, again making Laura whinny and groan, then suddenly ran his hands down along her thighs, quickly lifting her legs in the air, then propping them on his shoulders. Oh god, here it comes! she thought. "Owwnnggpphh! Unghh! Owwnnggpphh!" she gasped as he began to drill her pussy with, it seemed, every last ounce of his strength. "Oh shit! Owwnnggpphh!"] Oh yeah, putting your woman's ankles on your shoulders opens her up for loving penetration. I always feel so open and vulnerable in this position and I simply worship it when my woman spears her cock as hard as she can into my open fuck hole. This is a great position to open up a really tight pussy for a strap-on that seems to big.

Again you take it so much further than other authors. I have never seen this in another lesbian erotica story I think. But what I can absolutely be sure of is that none take it to the next step like real life. Brad starts to slowly work Laura's ass up off the mattress and Laura onto her shoulders as he works his body forward on top of her. I love this position because the one doing the fucking can use this uptilted angel and stretch their legs out and dig their toes into the mattress and use their whole body to slam their cock almost straight done into your woman. I love to be bent over like this but some women don't and some tire easily in this position. But for those who can take this position we love to be fucked to orgasm in this position. I have felt my abs nearly tear themselves apart as I spasm and attempt to jackknife. I love feeling my legs just flailing and or spasming ramrod straight as I grunt and try to scream out with my crunched diaphragm.

But Laura is afraid of cramping. You do need to be in top athletic shape to handle this position for long. Now you show that wonderful communication between caring lovers that is often non verbal cues that attentative lovers are so atturne too. Brad senses Laura's impending discomfort and gently brings her back done on the mattress. Plus, Brad knows Laura is wanting deep and hard as hell so he [Brad suddenly let her legs slide down his arms to the mattress. Then with both hands he spread her thighs as widely as possible, splaying her groin and making it easier than ever for him to rip her hard.] I love spreading my legs wide open like this. I feel like such a slut opening my fuck hole for total invasion. I feel like I am giving my all when I open myself wide open like this for her invading cock. All I want is even harder as you try to nail my cervix to the back of womb with each loving thrust. Brad delivers this and soon delivers the goods. Laura is howling in excruciating bliss and Brad is sending jets of semen deep into her spasming and clenching channel. I love this detail that is so fucking on [Maybe because they had both come before, twenty or thirty minutes earlier, this time it seemed as if both of their orgasms lasted much longer. Laura's gripped her with an iron intensity that made her whimper and her heart flutter as a series of almost painful spasms clutched her quivering flesh. Brad slumped forward onto her, his throbbing cock still embedded deep in her body, his breath quick and harsh against her cheek as he tried to recover from his own shocking convulsions.] As one fucks more and more during lovemaking your body does become more sensitized and more in tune with secrets your flesh is whispering to you and Laura knows how to listen to each nuance of her body's murmurings. So love to feel my lover's weight on me and feel her harsh breathing and sweat slicked body pressed into mine. Such sweet post coital time.

I smiled at Laura basking in the tingling that radiates from her cunt and asshole from their heavenly ramming. I never tire of reading of lovers as they love coo and compliment each other in their beauty and skill. It is funny, I have heard myself variations of this [Driving her home, he said, "You know, from the look of you no one would ever think you're so wild and hot." "Oh?" Laura acted bemused. "And why is that?" "You seem so . . . elegant. So refined and gorgeous, like you wouldn't be caught dead doing something like that."] Sometimes it is the beauty remark often tied to a dumb blond thought somewhere in there. Also, I am reserved and professional with co-workers outside my department I don't know and I can be cool seeming in public. They equate that restraint with coldness in bed. I love rocking your world when you discover the truth. I am working on one woman at work whom I recently opened up to. She is shocked now that she sees I am pleasant, nice and funny. Her marriage is still fairly newly but I have hope of getting her in my bed. She doesn't even see herself getting closer and getting more flirty as I pour on the charm. She will be mine. Well, I hope. They part with promises to meet again soon. With Sara? Only the future will tell.

I had to smile real great big with Laura's thoughts once she gets home. She's glad to have the man gone though she is basking in her tingling body. He has served his usefulness and is now past though maybe to be used again as a sport fuck. While reveling in the differences between a live cock and a strap-on, her front door is knocked on. What is Brad doing here? He is no longer needed. Laura peeks out the eye hole and sees Joy. Oh Yeah!!! This is not contrived to me. I know somewhere in America this scenario has recently played out. That is a fact. Laura calls out what is Joy doing here and Joy pleads for entrance. Laura must let her in because she can never deny her angels anything and, plus, Laura is just to plain nice to leave anyone she knows on her front porch at night. Laura lets her in. I had to smile at Laura feeling the fires once more awakening in her pussy. I love feeling my pussy come alive when I think it is in deep slumber from recent fucking. It takes so little to arouse me. Of course Joy immediately teases Laura about liking men and smelling of sex. She is just so precious and precocious. It would be out of character for her not to immediately start teasing Laura. I would be ripping her robe off by now but Laura is a little peeved at this near midnight invasion and snaps at Joy. How can one not be totally disarmed by this [Joy pouted, but half-snickered at Laura's outburst. "Sorreeee! But you do smell a little sexy. I think it smells good. Like, it sort of makes me feel that way too, know what I mean?"] If I had any resistance in me that would have conquered it. Humor and even mock contrition will slay me every time. I love Joy for wanting Laura enough to crash her house in the middle night. I just pray she actually, truly fucks this time.

Only you would clothe Joy this way and it is totally awesome and wonderful [For the first time Laura noticed that Joy was wearing a raggedy but fluffy deep maroon bathrobe and tattered pink slippers.] So real life. Laura does a question and answer session and learns Joy's father is away and Carmela is home this night. Laura tries to be practical and tells Joy it is late and is a work / school night, i.e. they need their rest. Loved the comparisons and differences between Joy and Jane but she is like Jane in this way [Joy leaned closed and whispered, even though they were alone in Laura's locked, darkened condo.

"I'm naked under my robe. Want to see?"] She wants, no needs Laura's sweet pussy and will do anything to get it, plus, I LOVE reading this. You are simply and plainly the ONLY author that actually shows real life seductions with all its variations, passion, interactions and often subtle humor between lovers. Thank you!! Joy sees Laura weakening and goes for the kill [As the sash loosened, the lapels of Joy's robe slid open further, exposing the smooth, flawless caramel skin of her upper chest, below her throat. Joy saw Laura looking and wriggled her shoulders so that the lapels opened even further,

exposing the cleavage between her high young breasts.] I so love my lover seducing me, though, in my case my lovers who know me know I am a complete slut and don't really need seduction but it is nice to play the game and I just thrill and tingle with each seduction even with old time lovers. It is what makes love and sex so sweet between lovers and conquered newbies.

Sigh, I so love reading of a woman being seduced by her tigress of love ["I haven't been able to forget the other night. Last night, when Carmela and I were doing it, I pretended she was you. I've never done that before." Now the sash was loose, and Joy pulled the whole robe open. Laura was completely enchanted by Joy's body and could not keep her eyes off it. "See . . . you do want me, don't you," Joy whispered. "You can't help it. Just like I want you to. I can't help it either." "Oh, Joy," Laura groaned. She grabbed her and pulled her closer, dropping her handbag at her feet, pushing the robe open, and filling her hands with Joy's young, springy, marvelous naked breasts. She rolled Joy's thick, bulbous nipples in her fingers. "You're right, I do want you. So bad."] This is so on target it is staggering. When seducing another I love seeing and knowing deep in my soul that exact moment when you have seduced your woman and all resistance disappears and they quickly and hungrily start to consume you. I remember at a recent conference I seduced a woman who hadn't fucked women since college. She tried to resist me but I could just see the fire leap to her eyes in her hotel room when her will crumbled and she let her hunger spring forth like a starving lion. For four afternoons and nights we fucked like wild banshees. As soon as the conference ended each day after the first day we ran to the hotel's restaurant and quickly ate and then hurried to one our rooms and fucked for glorious hours. I know I have reawakened the fires and I hope she is now seeking out prey of her own. She wept with joy over the great sex we shared. She told me she won't live without it again. I dearly hope so.

I love how they come together and Laura rolls and kneads Joy's thick nipples. I so love all the ways women can come together in their initial embrace of love. I love feeling my lover sagging with need and presenting her mouth to me when I am the seducer or leading. I always take a moment to memorize the moment as her eyelids flutter shut and her sweet mouth parts for my fist kiss. Then I take her mouth and work my sweet magic. Usually I clutch my lovers to me while kissing but this is very sweet and exciting variation [She stabbed her tongue deep into Joy's open mouth. She scissored Joy's nipples with her fingers. She was consumed with fresh lust for Joy's smooth, warm, vibrant, dark caramel colored young body.] This will quickly overwhelm almost any woman. Stroking fire in both her mouth and tits. A lot of women just vibrate and purr with this kind of love assault. They become such putty in my loving fingers as I work your body towards nirvana. Here Laura and I think exactly the same [She wanted to feel the girl writhing, whimpering, moaning and twisting under her, unable to stop herself from coming violently, in sharp, convulsive spasms unlike any of her other pygmy climaxes. She knew also that something like that would make her, Laura, come again too, despite her own earlier orgasms with Brad.] This has nothing to do with being competitive like most men would be. This is a simple desire and a very real need to give our women the best possible fuck possible and give them all the pleasure in the universe. Women naturally want to give the gift of all that we can give them. We receive by giving totally and again only you truly capture this. It is this gift of giving that allows one to receive so much in return. So many could learn from this simple truth.

Joy follows passively, unfortunately, as usual. There Laura strips immediately launches her love assault [Again she grabbed the naked Joy, pressing their now bare flesh together, running her hands quickly down to Joy's sweet young ass and squeezing both cheeks hungrily. "Unhhhh!" Joy panted, rapidly becoming very excited and aroused, tilting her head back for another ravenous kiss from Laura, who nearly drove her tongue down the girl's throat.] I am big believer that passion is almost always the key. It is just figuring out the lock. I have always loved to clasp my woman tight and mate our bellies while

driving my tongue down her throat while grabbing a hold of her ass cheeks and while kneading them starting up a humping motion against my twat or getting her positioned on one my thighs and working her ass until she almost immediately starts humping my twat with forward thrusts or is sweeping her pussy up and down my thigh all the while my fingers are jerking her ass cheeks roughly into my body ass I continue work her cheeks with my strong fingers. Soon I am all slavered up with her fuck juice were her twat is fucking my body. I have made many a woman flail apart on my thigh like this, swallowing their screams of ecstasy and using my strength to hold their jackknifing body against me or on my thigh until they go boneless and nerveless and just love drool in my arms as their eyes remain spasmed in the back of their heads. I love feeling those wild gyrations and then the feathery aftershocks and feel those heavenly moans from deep in their chest. I can just look down on their limp bodies and love ravaged faces and bask in their bliss I have just given them.

This is like most women, seeing that more foreplay is necessary. Joy is still too distant to come like this I think and Laura gets her on the bed once she has ignited the first sparks of coming. Laura surprises them both with her passion. I long ago accepted that I can fuck anytime, anyplace with wild fuck hunger. I am a complete slut for my women. Laura is consumed with need for Joy just like I would be [Laura sucked her neck and bit it, almost clawing her long, sinuous naked back, dropping her mouth to Joy's scrumptious naked breasts and mauling them. "Ohnnn . . . oh shit, Laura . . . you're so hot . . . oh god . . . oh god that feels good!" Joy gasped, looking down at Laura's mouth siphoning up her sweet young nipples.] I so long and adore love sucking and giving hickies and love nips on chest and breast, and just grasping my women and roughly running my hands up and down your body letting you feel my fingers strength as I grasp and massage every inch of our body but especially your ass and thighs. I really love those areas. Of course one always needs to devour and swallow nipples, areolas and tit flesh in wild abandon and greed. I think Laura is starting to overwhelm Joy's passivity. Thank goodness.

Laura is shocked at her hunger after her recent pounding but a beautiful woman will always turn a lesbian on and start an immediate recharging of her batteries if they aren't completely shorted out from repeated fucking. Laura reaches down to start frigging Joy and finds her cunt a soupy mess and is elated to feel Joy's arousal so evident. I so love this response from Joy ["Oh . . . ohhhhhh!" Joy moaned, unable to say anything else, overwhelmed by Laura's passion.] I love overwhelming my woman with sweet, raw need.

Laura knows she needs a love kill shot. I love reading her debating which to use. The slow tease buildup then retreating and repeating until your woman is quivering like a bow string ready to snap or searching for and triggering the g-spot. I have to agree with Laura. I can do the tease till you snap but the g-spot, if you can find it, will do the trick and fairly fast. I have found that I don't seem to have one (or that has been found yet), Frankie, Polly, Shari or my teenager pupil don't have one seems. Dodie, Maria and Becky have an easy one to find. Joann takes just the right pressure and finesse and the willingness to work her cunt with steady rhythm until she starts to tighten up and them it seems to come alive. I love that first deep shuddering breath and the way her eyes always bulge when you first hit her g-spot trigger. When I hit your g-spot I know to suck your clit in my mouth and piston it hard and fast in mouth and with hard and fast butterfly taps. This with the finger rakes simply pores on the heat until her pelvis is literally leaping into the air and she is jackknifing with all the power her five foot body can give which is shockingly powerful. I have to get up on my knees and use my other arm to hold her down as I continue to rake my clawed main two fingers over her g-spot. I have learned I will get a split lip if I try to continue sucking her clit. She is simply to wild during a g-spot orgasm to ride. I so adore the howls and her come just squishing out her cunt and flooding my hand and leaving a huge wet spot on the bed. You can just make her come and come until she screams stop and grabs my wrist tight. I know

then to stop and I just watch her belly ripple and her twitching as powerful aftershocks rack her body. She likes for you to keep your fingers or fist in her while she comes down from a monster orgasm even if she curls up. It is precious and cute having to crab around on the bed to keep your hand in her as goes fetal position with your hand jutting out between her clenched thighs. Sex doesn't get any better than this.

I never try to find a woman's g-spot on the first fuck for two reasons. One, I don't want to search for it and not find it. I want to spend all my time making sure you come often, fast and as hard as possible. Also, I am a little afraid if I provide that the very first time and they have never experienced one before that will be the measuring stick and I can't match that all the time. I believe in using it like Laura does as a special weapon of need and for special moments and lets go for one of those ultimate moments in life. Before Laura heads south for g-spot exploration she still takes time to consume more tits like I love to ["Oh Laura . . . ohhhh Laura . . ." Joy kept whimpering and panting as Laura mouth-mauled her delicious, saliva-wet young breasts, sucking her thick shiny nipples so hard that Joy keened deep in her chest and quivered the entire length of her twisting body. "Oh yes . . . oh yes!"] I love to work my magic on your tits and then pull my head back and see my salvia glistening on the nipples and slathered over your tit flesh. Seeing the nipple all hard and turgid and the areola all steepled with hot pumping blood. I so love to just look at your breast and then look into your eyes as I love hold one of your boobs with both hands and looking deep in your eyes as I guide it back into my warm mouth and seeing that look of intense pleasure that fills your face as I start to suck your nipple hard and then sliding in deeper and making a vacuum suction fit on your tit and deep throat sucking while I slap and hard lathe your nipple flesh with my tongue. I love how their faces just scrunch up in that dire pleasure this gives. I love the deep throated groans and chuffing. I love it when they grab my head and try to stuff my mouth with all their tit if they could and they bend their head close and just burn my eyes with the raging lust burning deep in their eyes.

Laura heads south kissing all that wonderful stomach. I can spend long minutes just kissing and nipping a beautiful stomach. I love to just lightly stroke with my fingers and lick your stomach and then turn my cheek and just gently rub your warm wet stomach oh so lightly with my cheek. But soon I must be between your thighs and gently nudge them wide to let me at your beautiful quim. Joy is beside herself with raw need. Laura's passion is setting her blood on fire. This is what I find when I get to your cunt, my foreplay having done its job [Her pussy was swollen and glistening and gaping, a hot hungry wound of wet dark pink flesh enclosed by long, glossy black lips, and Laura could not resist immediately plunging her tongue deep into it.] I love to arrive at your cunt and find nothing but tender, red, swollen cunt meat. I sure do love all the adjectives and adverbs you use in your descriptions of your women's vaginas. All these words just make her pussy come alive to me. Your words paint such vivid pictures that my senses are just flooded with sensory input that makes my cunt wet and my mouth water with desire for these women while reading and for my live women when I am done. You make me horny. Extremely. I love arriving at your cunt and just being overwhelmed with the heavenly scent of aroused cunt meat and feeling the heat radiating out of your passion pit. I will just gaze at your love swollen cunt seeing all its beauty and how your juices are on your bush or vulva if you go shaved. I love to watch how it flexes and your lips move and undulate as your pelvis gently humps in instinctive love. I try to memorize it all and then I dive my face in deep with tongue ram rod straight and I spear my tongue as deep as I can and flutter it deep scooping up love cream and curl my tongue up and forcefully drag out to get maximum cunt cream on my tongue and swallow in gluttonous glee. I will eat like this for long, long minutes when I first start devouring your cunt. I want my tongue deep and your vulva flared around my cheeks and chin as I root deep exploring as deep as my tongue will thrust and slither looking for your every fold and crease it can reach. Spreading your lips with my thumbs to get my tongue down deep in

your love fuck hole. Feeling those muscles clamping on my tongue as your pelvis rocks and fucks my face. Life doesn't get any better than a woman fucking your tongue hard and feeling her vulva mashing into your mouth and chin. Juices just flowing down your tongue and smearing your face.

I love having a cunt humping my mouth but this is equally nice ["Anngghh!" Joy groaned, arching her back, pushing her cunt into Laura's mouth.] When a woman arches her back that is telling me that her body is responding to me instinctually. Her cunt is trying to impale itself more on my tongue or suctioning mouth. Their body is desperately seeking more of my oral magic. I love gobbling a cunt when it is arched to me like this. Sometimes when their arch seems especially high, straining and prolonged I will suddenly tongue fuck them super hard with my mouth and nose digging into their cunt with my in thrusts or press my face in hard with tongue flailing while I deep throat suck her inner petals into my mouth or maybe move up and lip lock her clit and buzz saw it with my tongue. I'm such a bad girl. This always makes them squeal wildly and down they come crashing to the mattress with spastic pleasure. Then it is back to gobbling tasty raw cunt meat. I love reading of Laura's lust wildly rising with Joy's. This is so true. Women just naturally draw pleasure and raw excitement and lust from our women. I always love reading of using thumbs to spread your woman's lips out to open her petals up for gluttonous gobbling and then taking those splayed outer petals individually in my mouth and just dining on them. Licking and sucking and drawing them out taunt if pliable enough. I will spend minutes just making love to your pussy lips. I love them because they are so tender even while swollen. The longer and flesher the better. I love to devour them completely while I dine on your cunt. I want to pleasure your whole cunt.

Laura is ready to bring Joy to heaven [Joy went wild and began to pump, to Laura a very promising sign. Her whole face from her nose to her jaw smeared with Joy's flowing juices, she simultaneously moved her tongue up to Joy's tiny clit, a shiny little white seed at the top of her shapely, beautiful pussy, and slid two fingers from her right hand up into the sloshy wet furrow at the same time. Oh, we're going to win this time, honey, I just know it, I can feel it, she chanted to herself, licking Joy's clit and moving her fingers around inside the phenomenally tight wet sleeve of Joy's pussy, probing, searching.] I desperately want you cunt humping hard into my starving mouth and I love getting your juices all over my face. Sometimes I will pause and just rub my face from chin up into my hair getting your cunt juices smeared all over my face. Most of my women love licking it off during our coiling post coital time. I love how you show women even while sucking clit hard are thinking of how they will bring their lover off and how much they worship and love them. We WILL give everything we have to make you come like the angels themselves are coming. You show that just because you are searching for the g-spot you don't have to stop loving her with your mouth [Now she was determined to find it, turning her hand, rubbing the front inner wall of Joy's clasping, greasy cunt, and lashing Joy's tiny clit with her tongue at the same time. Come, baby, don't wait! she thought. Come, come, don't wait! Go ahead, do it right now!] I love how you are always showing this total focus women have on pleasuring their lover. This is why men can't

match the sum total we bring to the bed. They give of their dick and we give our soul.

I think I said before that I find other authors for some reason rarely capture the pleasure of the women receiving the loving. They say what is happening to them and say they are being pleasured but they just don't show the pleasure like you do, like here [Joy strained and whimpered, her body flexing and surging, her hips pumping frantically. "Oh god, Laura, yes . . . oh god yes! Unnnnnhhhh . . . ohhngggmnnnngg! Unghh! Yes . . . yes!" Laura could barely speak herself, she was so passionately involved in probing and sucking Joy's beautiful gaping wet pussy. "Mmmmm . . . mmmmnnnggg!" she hummed, sucking and swallowing Joy's tangy nectars, moving the tips of her two fingers across Joy's inner pussy wall, trying to find the magic bundle of nerves.] :You on the other hand have been showing us all along and this is only yet more prose showing the pleasure thrumming and building in Joy's body towards an earth shattering orgasm. Loved the detail of only being able to hum in response so busy is she devouring pussy. I always love of reading women swallowing and savoring divine cunt juice. Geez, you just keep pouring on the details and visual cues [Joy's frantic, fluttering hands had found Laura's head between her thighs, and her fingers were digging in Laura's scalp, pulling Laura's mouth hard into her inflamed pussy. Laura looked up along the palpitating dark plane of Joy's beautiful stomach, over her firm young breasts, which were now standing up sharply off her chest since her arms were pressed tightly to her sides, and saw an expression of desperate effort on Joy's face. Neither Joy nor Laura knew how quickly Joy was going to come, even now, but Laura realized there was no question she would.] This one paragraph is often more details than some authors give in their whole stories. They just talk about the obvious eating of pussy or finger fucking or maybe dildo play but no sweet details and never really use of adjectives or adverbs that really allows the reader to just immerse themselves into the story and live the sex with the women in the story. Others stories I still read but they just seem so bland except for a few authors. They know how to setup stories and develop things but they simply don't capture the essence of what an erotica story is supposed to be. It is about the sex after all. One author has great sex scenes but she, herself, fails to make it sing and just leap off the page like yours because she to fails to give the details and use word pictures to make the sex literally jump off the screen. Plus, only you show the humor and how lovemaking just flows. You are the poet laureate of lesbian erotica.

Finally, the magic is arriving. Laura can tell by Joy's more strenuous moans and her body twitching stronger and stronger. You always show how a lesbian just pours it on to make happen and now [Now she really poured it on, becoming a hot, sexual whirlwind in a split second, certain now that Joy was there, and that she could be brought to a hurricane of coming if only the heat level were stratospheric at the last moment. Her hopes were quickly realized. Joy was nearly torn apart by a sharp explosion of fierce, piercing ecstasy. "AUUNGGHHHHH!" she cried out, one of the loudest, most rending cries Laura had ever heard here in her new condo, a wild, echoing, reverberating cry of killing pleasure, followed by two or three more. "AUUNGGHHHHH! ANNGGHIIIEMMNGGEEEE! Oh! Oh!" During these cries her young body went into violent convulsions, momentarily throwing Laura off, her hips jerking and gyrating violently up off the mattress, her breasts shaking, her elbows digging down, her thighs clenching, her toes curling sharply under. Laura, though briefly thrown to the side, was quickly back, scooping up Joy's shuddering, convulsing body into her arms, peppering her neck and shoulders with kisses as Joy continued to come, her spasms now tapering off into less violent shocks but still clearly deep and stirring.] I to love pouring on the heat with inhaling clit and deep thrusting my fingers or as here hooking those

two main fingers and rubbing strongly Joy's g-spot. I simply live and breath to see and hear my woman being torn apart with pleasure. I need to feel your body exploding on my tongue, fingers or strap-on. I really don't feel complete unless your body is tearing itself apart and I hear your pleasure. I love to have my ears ringing from full throated screams. I love the details of a woman arching her cunt high in the air and seeing it helplessly spastically humping in the air. I think you are the only author to mention elbows digging in the mattress and thighs clenching with toes curling. I sure love feeling my body doing this and love reading it. Finally, I love reading (and again only you show this) scooping up your lover and pressing her close to your loving body. When I hold you close I can feel all those spasms, twitches and quivers. Your moans and labored breathing is such sweet music close to my ears. I can just whisper my love coos to you helping to prolong your pleasure as I stroke, caress and rub our bodies together hoping to give you just a few more aftershocks. This gives me such pleasure feeling your sweat slicked body gently undulating against mine as it gradually stills with spent bliss. Heaven on earth simple and plain.

Something just hit me writing this. You are the only author to ever write about g-spots and going for it and definitely saying you can't always find them. You are the only author to really talk about g-spots, tribbing and anal play. Others only do the "traditional" sex scenes. These traditional ways are the ways we do it the majority of the time but great lovers explore all the other areas frequently enough to keep everything fresh and new seeming. Since only you write these things only you can show how a g-spot orgasm seems to be about twice as protracted as normal orgasms and definitely make the whole body contract with body rending bliss and the ways this extreme bliss just makes you roar your fucking bliss to the heavens. When I remove my fingers from a g-spot orgasm ruptured cunt, love juice just pours and splatters out when my fingers come free and juices well and weep from her destroyed and completely swollen cunt. Sometimes, after my woman settles back down to the mattress I will nest between her still twitching thighs and gently start licking up your love cream off your belly, thighs and pelvis. I then lick and suck your swollen cunt lips and gently suck and lick them clean before I gently pull your cunt open and gently lick up all your love cream from your passion flower. Like a bee I sip your nectar very gently with my feathery love tongue. I know how sensitive a g-spoted cunt gets and I am so tender as I slowly drink up all your love juice. I love seeing and smelling your completely love destroyed cunt up close. So swollen and red with satiated love.

I always swoon a little when I read of Laura holding her still stunned lover in her warm comforting embrace and love coos to them. Telling them how beautiful they are and how hard they came. Women just bask and swoon even more with loving words whispered to them and those deep eye-to-eye contacts where you just let your love for them burn into their retinas. Sometimes we will make this soul-to-soul connection and we can just feel our mouths drawn to each other and we mate them and our tongues slide deep and twine in our mouths once more igniting the fires of love. I have made many straight or dormant bi women say this to me ["Laura . . ." she finally whispered, half-croaking, her voice scratchy from the violence of her screams. "I never knew. I . . . never knew it could be like that. It's like . . . I thought I was coming before but . . . I really wasn't. How did you do that?"] Once a woman has tasted lesbian love she may run from it but it will always be burned into her memory. Forever haunting her with the pleasure a lesbian has given her. This is such a touching a true moment [Now Laura kissed her mouth tenderly, briefly. "I'm glad you liked it. Maybe we can do it again some time." "When?"]

Once a woman has tasted lesbian love she becomes a complete slut for it. Nothing is better. Period.

Laura is really tired and would be satisfied to go to sleep but Joy has been truly awakened to lesbian lovemaking with her first taste of a "real" orgasm and wants, no needs to reciprocate ["Oh no, I'm not leaving until I make you come too," she said slyly, running her long, dark fingers up Laura's body to her naked breasts, squeezing them suggestively. Laura smiled and reached up to her, pulling her down. "Kiss me, you darling." They kissed romantically for a long time. Laura was beginning to realize how weary she truly was. Fucking with two people in one night could do that to you. I'm exhausted, she

thought. But still hungry. I really do need to come after all that with this sweet girl.] I don't know how many times a lover has loved cooed to me her need to love me again. Like I say, lesbians need to give. If we can't we don't feel complete. Joy feels deep in her soul this instinctive need to satisfy her woman like she has been satisfied. Unless I am just completely destroyed from fucking my flesh revives and is soon begging me to let her love me and tear my pussy apart with one more scolding, pussy rupturing orgasm that makes my mind white out and love drool escape from my slacked jaws and with my eyes almost locked behind my eyelids as I pal mal through that final orgasm that rends over spent flesh. My cunt feels raw and my muscles feel like they are being stretched and snapped with those final spasms of bliss.

Oh yeah, a thigh to cunt fuck [She also knew it would take little to trigger her. "I'll tell you what," she murmured to Joy. "You know what I want?" She slid one hand down to Joy's thin but muscular and hard thighs, caressing one with her fingertips. "The first time I saw these, I wanted to rub my pussy against one until I came. Do you know that?"] I love humping like this to orgasm. Many times a woman wants to frottage like this since it is less strenuous. Joy just smiles with mirth at this and quickly gets on her back and presents her thigh for mounting. Women love experiencing new ways of fucking. I love doing this [Laura rolled over and straddled one of Joy hard, lean, golden thighs. Joy watched, fascinated, as Laura, almost instinctively, reached down with one hand to spread her cunt lips open, so as to feel the full impact of Joy's long thigh bone in the wet, aching groove of her pussy.] Getting on her thigh and slowly settling down and feeling that muscle working its way into my groove. I too like to splay my lips out so that your thigh is immediately pressing my inner cunt flesh. My eyes always quiver and often roll back at this first contact. Now you show how nature just takes over and the natural fuck rhythm is quickly setup [Slowly, Laura slid her wet pussy up and down on Joy's hard young thigh muscle. It was not large and voluptuous, like Sara's, and certainly not bulging steel, like Brandi's, but instead hard and thin and velvety like Jane's, and Laura began to go all hot and quivery almost immediately just from feeling the hard, silky shaft move up and down in her wet, throbbing slit.] I love that hard hot friction of an

un-lubricated thigh but I love it more as my juices get your thigh all lubricated and I can swiftly and with maximum force mash my cunt into your thigh as I jam my cunt up and down your thigh. I love the hot gagging pleasure that just wells up from my cunt as all that friction just builds and builds in my twat.

Often I like to rise up and ride like a cow girl or arch up high enough to grasp your hips and use them for leverage to mash my cunt even harder into your thigh but I also so love the nestling that Joy is pleading for here ["Lean down here, Laura, so I can kiss you and watch you when you come," Joy asked softly, reaching up with her hands. "Lean down here. Quick."] Can't get as much leverage but I so love to have you in my arms and vice versa as your thigh is jamming into my cunt. I so adore getting up and close to my woman as one of us is nearing orgasm. I need to feel you close. Again you capture perfectly what I was just thinking ["Oh god!" Laura gasped, feeling jolts of pleasure shoot through her pussy and her womb and all of her pelvis, which she was now grinding down into Joy's thigh, as if trying to feel the bone underneath the flesh, wanting to feel it bite into her wet gooey cunt.] I would grind your thigh right through my womb if I could. I love the dynamic you show here of Joy trying to get Laura to lean down on her so she can feel her straining flesh quivering against hers and to look in her eyes when Laura comes but Laura is keeping her body raised up to get more leverage to get her cunt biting deep into Joy's thighs. You want to comply to your woman's request but when your cunt is quivering on the approaching edge of orgasm it's just so hard to give into a request like Joy's when your cunt is desperately trying to crush itself in a devastating orgasm.

Joy is desperate to pleasure Laura and Laura being a woman aims to increase BOTH of their pleasure [Joy's hands found Laura's jiggling breasts and twisted Laura's nipples, then squeezed the globes, trying to pull Laura down closer. Laura was on the verge. She knew she was about to come. Only a last desperate urge to make it even better for them both drove her to lower her body to Joy's, this time rising up a little to push her excited nipples into Joy's face.] You are the only author who shows (which you do chapter after chapter) that just because you are doing one kind of fucking you can't continue to do other things to increase your woman's pleasure. Other authors would just have them tribbing with nothing else. This makes lovemaking seem so boring and lacking of imagination. I love to rise up and stuff my tits in your face when you are on your back and I can have fun making you chase them. I love it when a woman gets aggressive and frees her hands and just grabs a tit and stuffs my nipple and tit flesh into her starving mouth and simple tongue mauls my nipple while roughly kneading my gourds. I love to watch a lover do this [Quickly and a little clumsily, she opened her mouth and stuffed one of Laura's nipples inside, sucking it tentatively at first, but then rapidly pulling almost Laura's whole small breast into her mouth. This was just what Laura had hoped for and exactly what she needed to send her over the top.] I love the fire that just burns and fills my tits and shoots arrows of pleasure to my quivering womb. I love how newbies and some gentle souls start slow and tentative on breast worship but always heat up quickly as they enjoy their feast and sense the pleasure in your quivering flesh and rock hard nipples and steepled areolas.

I have waxed poetic about how you describe the flow of great lovemaking but now I must wax poetic about how only you make the actual orgasm seem like the most magical, wonderful thing that can happen to a woman. Other authors tell us their women are having an orgasm, only you show and tell us what exactly is happening to these women's mind and souls like here [She pushed her breast hard into Joy's face, and dropped her hands to Joy's thigh, now jamming her pussy into it like a mad woman, delirious with sexual need, feel the hard muscle almost penetrate her cunt. Joy sucked her frantically, very hard, just as Laura had asked, and Laura suddenly bloomed with coming like a mushroom cloud. "Anngghh! Ummnngghiieeeee!" she squealed, suddenly feeling a great implosion of coming upward from Joy's wet thigh into her pussy and up through the rest of her body, wrenching her, flexing her so hard that her slippery breast easily popped free from Joy's clinging mouth. "Ungghh! Ohnngg!"] It is all these details that truly show the reader that yes; a female orgasm is the most special event that can happen on this blue orb. Only you truly capture with your word pictures and vocalizations what a true womb destroying orgasm is. I so live to feel my flesh slowly coiling with that pressure and then being on the edge, hovering on the knife's edge of bliss and then falling over into womb shattering ecstasy. I love when you capture that detail of a tit popping out of a mouth when one's body motion becomes too great to hang on.

I think Laura and I must be twins because this is how I am after such a fuck [Her body sagged as the worst spasms passed, and she slumped forward onto Joy. Her limbs were slack and her breath ragged, but she could still feel the marvelous hard wet piston of Joy's slender thigh clamped between her own thighs, pressing hard into the tingling groove of her destroyed pussy. She clamped it hard, not wanting to let it go. Oh god, I want to fuck myself on this girl's delicious body forever, she thought, still dreamily skimming on the sweet soft aftershocks of her orgasm.] I just want to clamp your thigh and keep it against my pussy while I wrap you in my arms and meld our bodies together as we twine our tongues in love and rub our sweat slicked flesh together. I love to pull back from a soul twining tongue kiss and just look down into your eyes and gently caress your face and run my fingers in your sweaty hair. Just stare into your soul before I mate our mouths for another love kiss of sensual tongue. I settle as much of my weight on you as you want and gently undulate our sensitized flesh. I want to feel your hands rubbing and clasping my back and our tits rubbing and mashing.

I and my lovers love it more nasty than Laura. We love to be covered with sweat and completely slavered with each other's love juice. We love to hold each other tight and just feel our juices on each other's body. Laura goes to get a towel but Joy is like us and revels in running her finger through the wet spot Laura left on her thigh. She revels in it. This juice just fills her with happiness because she knows it came from Laura and that makes it special. Laura goes and gets a towel and gently cleans up their love mess and prepares for sleep. I love how Joy has totally changed her demeanor. She has become a true lesbian in thought and now in action ["Can I stay the night?" Joy asked, somewhat plaintively, as Laura disposed of the towels. "Please. I promise not to be a problem. I just . . . don't want to go down the street an sleep with Java, not after what we just did. I want to stay with you. Pleeeease!"] She now wants to share every moment she can with her woman. The last chapter had my jaw nearly fell off when she just walked home when Laura was still wanting to love her. Laura has shown her the truth by opening to Joy the joys that lie within her body. Joy has learned the true secrets of lesbian loving. To give her body totally to her lover and to give her all back and to spend every moment you can with your woman. I love the ending as Laura teases Joy about her sleeping on the sofa and Joy being very distressed until Laura smiles and tells her to snuggle up. You end this chapter so sweetly and show that love that just binds women together [Laura drew her down again on the mattress and pulled the covers up over them, leaning behind herself to switch off the bedside light. "Of course I'm joking, sweetie. Kiss me again and don't get too sexy. We have to get some rest." But before she could relax, Joy had to get in one last question. "Do you really think I'm sexy?" Laura nuzzled her neck, feeling a distant awakening of physical hunger again but determined not to let it resurface. "I think you are the sexiest little cheerleader who ever walked the planet," she murmured. This seemed to satisfy Joy, who stretched out with one long arm draped across Laura's body and quickly fell asleep.] Please never stop giving us these sweet true moments of women in love. I treasure them so.

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Chapter 281:

It is funny how things happen sometimes. The last Laura chapter I revisited was chapter 254 with Brenda and Charise. Like that chapter, this focuses on two different women and starts "in the middle of things". This is such a cool affect. I love the character development and emotional interactions that you load this saga with but it nice to start a chapter with the motor running full throttle so to speak. It is so neat to start a chapter when your women are already in the midst of intense lovemaking. It is like getting my cake first. The wonderful thing is I know that you will still give me the other things I crave like cool details and character interaction and development. You always progress your characters in their development and letting the reader learn new cool things about them. Again you are the only author to use this tool. It is cool how you use it so rarely that it just jumps out to the reader when you do use it. Just another thing to show how your writings are just superior to other authors.

What a beautiful way to start a chapter ["Mmnngggg . . . oh god, yes! Just that way! Unngghh!" Sara groaned.] I mean it can't get any better than this. We immediately see a woman expressing intense fucking pleasure. I love it when you have your women expressing their pleasure. Other authors have their women vocalizing the groans and moans of pleasure but never the words that we say to our woman telling them they are pleasuring us deep down to the roots of our soul. I live to hear my women expressing themselves to me in this way. I know I am doing my job when I hear these sweet sounds and words. You get right to business showing us why Sara is making such heavenly sounds [She was on top with her palms planted on the mattress on either side of Laura's head, her own head thrown back, eyes shut, lips parted, her breath hard and quick, her moans long and laced with fierce sensual pleasure. Laura, on her back, held the strap-on dildo secure with one hand and with the other eagerly fondled Sara's magnificent dangling breasts, first guiding one swollen, glimmering dark nipple into her mouth, sucking and mauling it hungrily, then switching to the other and doing the same.] I love this basic position of a woman feeding me her tit while lying on top of me. I love feeling her weight on me and feeling her hands pressing the mattress down beside my head. I love devouring my tit treat and being able to glance up and seeing those pained looks if she is looking at me. I love sucking extra hard with tongue swipes and teeth rakes to try and get those arms to trembling and get her thread thrashing with that keening I love producing. I have had women just collapse on me stuffing my mouth with now hard pressed in tit. I love enfolding them in arms and pulling close as I devour that tit stuffed in my mouth. Here we have the additional beauty of Laura fucking a cock up into Sara's tight cunt. I so love devouring sweet tits like this while I'm upthrusting my hips burying loving cock deep in my woman's cunt or asshole. Maybe both with my double penetrator. I think again you are the only author who details moving from one tit to the other. Other authors will have them go from right to left but not the sweet back and forth to fully excited tit all slavered with your spittle and getting repeated helpings of her sweet tit flesh.

We now find they have been fucking deliciously since Friday night and this is now Saturday night. Ah, how I love fucking sweetly and hotly over time with many interludes of blistering sex with sweet post coital time and resting and just spending sweet time with your angel(s). I love how you tell that they have been fucking sensually for five minutes. Sara rotating her hips up and down on Laura's cock while Laura gently upthurst her hips to give her a nice soft fuck. We see that they are just sunk in a sensual soul fuck. I love how Laura is reflecting on their love as she is fucking and slurping Sara's beautiful nipples. I agree with Laura that if you have big tits you should always take advantage and suck your own nipples. I sincerely hope that Sara sucks her own nipples while masturbating. I so love to lift my tit to my mouth while frigging my cunt with my other hand and feeling my eyes roll in the back of head when I suck my nipples hard. That sudden infusion of sensation just makes my head lull and makes my twat hump harder into my thrusting fingers. We find that this sensual soul fuck was initiated by Sara remarking at the movie house how she wanted to spend more time with Laura. The weekends are not becoming enough. She is starting to crave Laura sweet presence. I have to smile with Laura's internal contradiction. Sara has been the reserved one about seeing each other and Laura just blurts out that "YES" she wants to spend more time with Sara. Even though she knows that she spends the week fucking gloriously with her other angels and now Brad. That she doesn't pine over Sara but instead feeds her soul the soul satisfying blistering sex her soul, mind and heart needs to be truly happy. It is a contradiction that she still finds troubling though she is starting to accept this dualism of her nature. She needs her archangel but she still needs other angels to complete the sum total that is her. This worries Laura, this seeming contradiction but she is not beating herself up like she did in the past.

One thing that I so like about Laura's story is the flow of her story. Other stories only tell a very small episode of their woman's life. You, by giving us this arc are able to show how the lives of women intertwine and interact. You have your women actually sharing their lives like eating out and going to the movies. You show the dynamic of how women interact like here [Their eyes caught, right there on the sidewalk, and a crackling electrical current passed between them. Laura's mind raced back through the sex they had had since the preceding evening and realized they had both had about six or seven orgasms apiece and should feel satisfied. But clearly they were about to tear each other's clothes off right there in front of the movie theater.] The mere mentioning of their building feelings for each other simply ignites a fire deep in their souls and pussies that will require sweet intense hard fucking to put out. They will once more need to rent sweet flesh apart with soul searing pussy rupturing orgasms bursting their wombs apart with dire sweet bliss. Only by giving us this lasting ongoing relationship can you show this dynamic of growing and changing relationships and how sweet emotion can simply bloom deep in their pussies and bring forth such sweet fucking. When a woman becomes an archangel the sex just becomes supper charged with sweet emotion, longing and love. It truly does add another dimension to your fucking. You fuck with your body and now with your heart and soul. Other authors talk of that meeting a soul mate and immediate deep love while you are taking the time to show how love often more slowly blooms with association and close interactions. People do meet and immediately know their soul mates but I think this is really the much more normal route to deep love.

Plus, you allow your women to just talk to each other. Your women are always conversing and just plain everyday talk to each other. Talk that is so much more than those initial words of introduction and seduction. You allow your women to have everyday conversations because they share their lives which allow one to get to these kinds of conversations. I smiled when Sara asks Laura if she "knows what I mean" and Laura says "yes" but her tone of voice must be giving her way. Sara is speaking spiritually and Laura is thinking carnally. That is just so cute. They are both really saying the same thing [Sara made a seriously hilarious face. "I didn't mean it that way, you know," she said, crossing her eyes, "but somehow I think I mean it now. Let's go home and—" Laura cut her off, almost crumpled up with laughter at the face. "Don't say it. I don't want you saying to me in advance what I'm going to do to you." She grabbed Sara's hand and playfully dragged her toward the corner. "I'm going to devour you."] I constantly ask myself why you are the only author to show the mirth of women in love and how humor adds so much to relationship. It is the being in tune in your day to day life that really binds you to a woman and makes the fucking so much deeper and soul satisfying. Humor is the spice of life I believe. I love seeing them race back to Sara's apartment to extinguish the flame that love has set to burning deep in their wombs. Sigh. Deep soul satisfying sex is around the corner I do believe. Yeah!!

I know that need of as soon as you get in the door you and your woman are immediately starting to disrobe. The need you have been building and simmering while out has built up the need for immediate action. They continue to strip while heading to Sara's bedroom. There [On the bed in Sara's bedroom was the strap-on dildo, which Laura had brought with her and which they had fully intended to use but had not got around to yet. Sara pointed to it. "I want that. I want you to lay on your back and let me be on top for once." "You want to fuck me?" Laura asked demurely, putting her fingers to her throat. "Poor little me?" Sara made another face, though it was not as hysterically funny as the one she had made in front of the movie theater. "No, I want you to wear it but let me be on top. Get it, dodo?"] By giving us the multi chapter life story of Laura we get to see this sweet interaction of lovers. The communication that all long time lovers have. Other

authors never show us an ongoing relationship, thus, their women can never give us the communication that lovers have. The give and take and expressing of needs and wants. The sometimes negotiating for having your desires meet first or in a certain way. Showing women letting their woman know what they want. This is what makes a relationship strong. The freedom and sure knowledge that your lover is actually listening to you and wants to do your bidding. Showing your love for your woman. Your dialog has always seemed so real to me. This is how real women communicate and emote.

We now get back to the present sweet fucking. We see that they have been fucking rhythmically for a while now. They are in a sensual moving of bodies. You make your women so distinct. Here Laura remarks how Sara usually comes quickly on top and isn't now which makes Laura think all their fucking has allowed Sara to last longer and, plus, Sara is concentrating to keep this love fuck going. This is cool because this shows the knowledge one can only build with a woman who is a regular lover and have slept with many times to truly learn how her body reacts to all parts of your lovemaking. Only you give us the depth of relationships to show this. Sigh, you sure know how to capture the romantic essence of lovemaking [They were also so connected emotionally at the moment that Laura could feel the love flowing through their flesh, knitting them together, like a low-level magnetic current. Occasionally she felt this suspension of time, especially with Sara, as if they were immersed in a singular dimension where nothing existed but their bodies rubbing in rhythm and their minds singing together in the ecstasy of having each other.] This is so true. A slow sensual fuck where your bodies are just in time and rhythm with each other. You can just feel your love flowing back and forth as

your body sings with sweet pleasure radiating out from your love swollen cunts. The rest of the world does seem to melt and fade away until all you can see, hear, taste, smell and feel is her. You simply focus your all on her and thus your souls just melt and bind together. I so love to bring my woman's face to mine in such times and just let our tongues twine deep in each of our mouths as our souls twine in building ecstasy.

Oh yeah, this is the reason for slow sensual fucking ["Unhhh . . . unhhhh!" Sara panted softly, gnawing her full lower lip now, slowly pulling her groin up so that the wet shaft slid out of it, then slowly lowering her pelvis again so that it rode back up deep into her clasping pussy.] I so love feeling that bulbous head or ridges here or maybe one with knobs or ticklers rubbing my sensitive inner flesh like Sara is enjoying here. I love Sara's willpower to keep it slow for long, long minutes of sweet fucking with herself holding herself up so Laura can devour her big swollen nipples in gluttonous glee. I like fucking in basic missionary on top but I also like to straddle you and impale myself completely on your cock and then get from the balls of my feet and get the back of my feet resting on the bed and get my knees right beside your body and then bend down like Sara here. It really allows you to rock your pelvis as you sweep your pussy up and forward and then back on down on your woman's cock. I love sweeping my pussy up and down like this sensually plus when the time comes I can really slap my pussy down on your cock to really impale my cunt or asshole. Also, this position really makes it easy to get your asshole impaled while your other woman is fucking your cunt or it makes double anal nice and easy. A couple nights ago I spent the night with Dodie, Frankie and Stacy spending the night also. I was on top of Stacy in this basic position wildly slamming my asshole down on her up ripping cock. Frankie was fucked out, but I suddenly felt Dodie grasping a bun and nudging Stacy with a knee to stop her bucking and I could then feel that oiled cock being guided with a finger into my already stretched sphincter. I reached back to pull my ass checks wide and started to feel that invader working past my clenching sphincter. I just hissed and keened and buried my face in Stacy's neck as that second thick cock wormed its way into my stuffed bowels. Geez, that is just so fucking intense and rad. I just nearly swooned with pained pleasure until that head suddenly slide through and she slowly worked half her cock up my asshole. Then they slowly built speed until both cocks were sliding and sawing out and in my impaled asshole. They really slammed fucked my willing tender asshole. I love for the woman on the bottom to wrap me in her arms and pull my body tight to her as she slams her cock into my spasming asshole. I was just drooling and my eyes were clenching and rolling in eye sockets as I reached down with one hand to start frigging my clit. They could sense me building and feel my fingers rubbing by clit super fast and at just the right time Stacy reached up and gently started choking me with one hand while pushing up on my upper chest with the other and Dodie grabbed a fistful of hair and just started giving short vicious head jerks. I just screamed as much as my constricted throat could while my asshole just exploded with killing scalding spasms of blinding bliss that made my womb simply melt and burn with excruciating bliss My body just jackknifed and spasmed so fucking hard as they kept me roughly in place while continually spearing my poor plunder asshole through all my killing spasms of fucking bliss. I just collapsed completely nerveless and besotted and totally happy on sweet Stacy.

I have always thought you capture the little subtle things and the nuances so extremely well that others don't even know exist it seems like [She knew it couldn't be long. Sara was controlling it very well, but her breathing was getting harsher, and her soft little grunts and groans more helpless.] Knowing your woman and reading her like the precious novel she is. I so love seeing my woman getting closer to nirvana. This next part is just so cool [There was a desperate glint in her eye, the kind you got just before you erupted in a hot seizure of coming, and she looked down at Laura's lips on one of her swollen, wet nipples, now not so black as in some light, but more burnt umber and covered with small bumps. Laura saw her looking and purposely sucked the large wet bulb hard, sucking the whole thing and part of Sara's breast too into her mouth. "Unnhhh . . . oh god!" Sara gasped, throwing her head back again.] Need I say that only you would capture something so delicate as the way a lover's skin can appear different colors in different lights. How is it that you can captures these sweet fine details? You are simply amazing. I see Laura likes to play that game of when a lover catches your eye and one increases the heat of your lovemaking. I love sucking a tit or cunt extra hard when my lover is focusing on me and making her react so beautifully to my loving ministrations. Just makes me preen and do mental fist pumps. I so live to pleasure my women.

Ah, sweet lust is taking over [She held her breast in one hand and pushed it into Laura's face, now moving her undulating hips more forcefully, fucking herself more rapidly on the dildo.] I know that need of cramming my tit deep in my lover's mouth as I start to more forcefully fuck myself on her cock. Now you give me sweet details like Sara slumping forward and her face falling beside Laura's ear and her chuffing out her grunts of passion and her declaring her love for Laura. Such sweet words of true and pure love to make the love soar. Makes mine soar when Joann or Maria breathes to me such sweet words of true love. Actually, I am more like Sara. Joann and Maria are like Laura in constantly declaring their love for each other and me. It took me a while before I could be really comfortable to express myself so freely and opening my true inner self to them laying my soul bare for their intense scrutiny. Love is truly opening of oneself and giving and that can be darn right scary. I think Sara has some of this reserve but the depths of her feelings is overcoming her restraint like [Sara was much more restrained and rarely blurted it out uncontrollably, as she was doing now. And yet Laura well knew there were times when you just had to. Holding it in could only work so long, and her own heart flooded with happiness as she felt Sara yielding to this need to let it out.]. You are so able to capture both the heat of intense lovemaking and the sweetness of deep love. Truly amazing. I am so happy for Laura in hearing these sweet words being so hotly breathed into her ears. Archangels need to tell each other their true love for each other. A real honest love that goes beyond that "soul mate" I have seen new lovers use so cavalierly and then watch them crash and burn when the hard times come. Sara and Laura have truly shared and thus can revel in their sweet love for each other.

Like how you tell that these words are awakening Laura's body to an approaching orgasm that has been hidden by her intense concentration on giving Sara the gift

of ultimate bliss. Sara's confession works its magic on Sara ["Ahhnnggnnieeee . . . ahhnnggnnieeee . . . ahhnnggnnieeee . . . " she whinnied hysterically into Laura's ear, her spastic fingers clutching Laura's flesh frantically, her pelvis twitching, still plunging up and down on the dildo that Laura held valiantly steady with one hand. "Ahhnnggnnieeee . . . ahhnnggnnieeee .. . ahhnnggnnieeee . . . "] Sigh, to hear the sounds of love keened right next to your ears and feeling her sweat slicked body sliding and juddering against yours as her fingers bite into your flesh. This is almost as good as having an orgasm yourself sharing this with your lover. I so love slamming my cunt down or into my woman's cock as I come. I want to feel that cock spearing deep into my spasming cunt. Piercing as much pleasure as possible out of my clasping and twitching cunt sleeve. Laura is like me in that she love coos and grasps and undulates her body against Sara's to get some delicious friction pleasure back from her fuck partner, plus, this does register on your orgasm besotted brain and gives just that extra small jolts of pleasure to your straining flesh.

Ah, sweet post coital has arrived [When the worst spasms had ripped through Sara, she began to quiver and twitch and coo, and Laura clasped her tightly, rolling her to the side and caressing her flesh and murmuring to her still, now kissing her face, though not her mouth since Sara was still panting, her breath ragged and labored.] I love doing this and just watch her face as she surfaces form nirvana. Cute detail of Sara still chuffing to hard to really kiss her yet. I had to smile at Sara's confession of Laura making her love her so hard. They truly are becoming archangels to each other. Geez, now some of that beautiful dialog that only you give. They confess their love and yet is still full of mirth and sexual banter. This is just so way beyond other authors it is amazing. No other has even attempted to capture this kind of spiritual communication and they never show the gentle humor that lovers with wit have. [Laura, feeling a definite role switch, temporary though it might be, chucked her under the chin with two fingers. "Does this mean I can adore you now instead of just . . . you know?" Sara broke into a grin that communicated not only her acknowledgment of what Laura was saying but also the resonance of the ferocious, body shattering orgasm she had just experienced. "I . . . guess I can't stop you now, can I." Laura finally and carefully extracted the ribbed dildo from Sara's pussy. She slipped out of the harness. "I want to adore you while you fuck me senseless," she purred. "I'm very envious."] They are confessing their deepening emotion and yet they are not maudlin with it and show the humor of lovers. Confessing your love while telling your woman you are still really, really horny. I love this humanness of your writings. Must other writers are so course seeming and the few others who right well just write stories with not the length or depth to explore the subtleties that you do.

That is a touching scene when Sara sheds a tear of pure happiness and Laura leans forward to kiss it while it tracks down her check. They are in that blissful post coital position of coiled bodies and mashed tits and faces close together to coo and twine tongues deep in their mouths in languid love. They doze for thirty minutes to let Sara recharge her batteries and then they fuck the same exact way except now Laura is on top and they share another romantic intense fuck that further binds their souls together. They both know that their love is growing and thus their need to spend more time together. I just hope they can stay in sync and give each other the freedom they need to have other sweet pussy to keep them truly happy and balanced. They will have to work how on to get closer and give each other the freedom they are still obviously seeking with this only seeing each other on the weekends. It is so cool watching their relationship grow and change how they navigate the rough shoals of life. The reader will have to wait and see what the future holds for them.

Laura and Sara part when the weekend ends knowing that their relationship is changing, becoming deeper. They know they need time away from each other to digest the meaning of these deepening emotions. Amber calls the middle of the week having come back from Vale. Of course as soon as she gets back and has free time from her "sweetie" she calls Laura. Sweet debauchery is in the air. You now give me that wonderful dialog that only you give. They banter about the bracelet Amber gave Laura and when she wears it and Amber wanting to see her nude with only it on and when can Laura come over with Laura having to make clear she will not be a "kept woman". So much is conveyed in their sweet banter. Tough Amber is a little petulant over Laura's sensible desire to stay independent she comes up with a very, very good alternative plan until Laura arrives [Amber sighed again. "I guess I can play with my kitty till you get here." "I didn't know you had a cat. I didn't see it when I was there." Laura let a little wry twist into her voice. "The hell you didn't, girl. You buried your pretty face right in it. I'll be waiting. Dying to see you. Really." She hung up.] I just love your humor. You are the only author to show this and I am so thankful I have discovered you. Life would be

so bland without humor. I sure wish I could bury my face in Amber's so pretty kitty.

You now give us some delicious insights into Laura's thoughts and inner balance. She knows she loves Sara deeply in that passionate way and yet she is in love with Amber in a totally different kind of way. She loves Amber with her body and Sara with both her body and her soul. She knows that she and Amber are sharing something special that they both need and can't get from their archangels. They need each other to complete themselves. They are wise enough to know that they need multiple lovers in their lives to really give them the happiness to then be able to give completely to their primary love interests. Without each other and other lovers they would become incomplete and thus not able to love their "sweetie pies" with their all. They need this balance to be able to give their all to their archangels. I love how Laura remarks that with Amber is it especially thrilling because they are both being naughty. Laura with her other angels like Dawn, Joy or Jane like she mentions. With them she shares a more direct connection of shared past love and passion. With them she has a more primal connection where with Amber it seems there is a sophisticated kind of Great Gatsby feel to their relationship. Like something you might see on the BBC like Tripping the Velvet or something. You are the only author to give their women the nuances that you give Laura. We see that she is not a black and white cardboard cutout but a woman with many layers like a sweet onion. Each time you peel off a layer you find an infinite amount more to delightfully peal off to discover and savor. Your women resonate with real life and actually grow and change. They will never become stale but instead they grow and mature like we real life people. Like I have said in the past, this may be erotica but you invest many elements of literature into your writing.

I have always admired on how Laura is able to focus on the here and now and on her current woman [But once Laura convinced herself to think no longer of Sara, she could think of nothing else but Amber. Her long, black, slender body, darker by far than Sara's, very lean. The gorgeous and alluring tattoo around her delicious navel. Her amazing long tongue, of which she was so proud, which she would insert in every orifice of your body, if you didn't watch out. Her magnificent dark puffy nipples, her long wet pink gash of slippery pussy that Laura so hungered to taste again.] I so love calling to mind my current angels body and just how uniquely beautiful it is and how I long to have it again and again. Love how Laura's pussy is slowly simmering with fuck juice by the time she arrives at Amber's opulent abode. My pussy is always smoldering when I am going to meet my current women on a rendezvous of delicious fucking. My mind is just racing with sweet memories and hoped for detailed lusting. Cute when Laura arrives at Amber's hotel and is not exactly sure which tower she lives in. I can almost get to the right spot but I have just walked back and forth of a new lover's house or apartment trying to make sure I have got the right address. I would be mortified if I ring the bell and some man or het couple answers the door when I am dressed to kill and I'm asking for a woman's address. I always remember to bring my cell phone and their phone number to call from in front of their abode just to make sure if I'm unsure.

I love being greeted like this and I have greeted lovers like this [In another five minutes she was knocking on Amber's door. Amber opened it, wearing a transparent wispy aqua peignoir. She raised one eyebrow and held out a full champagne glass to Laura.] We all know why we are getting together and why not set the stage immediately for the sweet debauchery to come. You now ply me with that sweet banter of women flirting their love for each other that I so adore. Amber greets Laura into her home and Laura expresses her lust but playfully acts the ingénue. I had to smile great big when Amber starts to pout again when Laura admires her Georgia O'Keefe's and not her ["I'm getting lonely, Laura," she pouted out loud. "I didn't know you were such an art lover. Maybe I should have them taken down just so you'll look at me instead."] Her beauty and riches naturally make her the center of attention. I would have no problem focusing my all on her let me tell you. I have always adored and swooned over your word pictures of your women [Laura turned her head, then her whole body, and made a point of looking Amber up and down in a lingering, hungry way. It wasn't hard. She was pretty convinced that there wasn't a woman or man on the planet who wouldn't want to ravish this gorgeous rich girl. Amber was of course completely naked under the peignoir. Her sleek, dark, slender body was alluringly, discreetly veiled by the wispy transparent cloth, her small, high breasts intriguingly half-visible, her protruding, puffy black nipples making delicious swellings in the fabric, her lean, willowy black thighs showing the light between them when she walked ahead of Laura, drawing her into the apartment.] You tell us so much while other authors tell us so little. Other authors have had their women wear a peignoir but that is all they really tell us. They are wearing one and that it is beautiful. That is it. You actually show why it is so beautiful on this wonderful foxy lady. It is literally caressing her wonderful lean body. I am blown away by the detail of seeing the light between her thighs as she walks down the hall. Wow.

Loved the romantic and fiery tale description of the Bay area. Laura wants to take her in the twilight in front of the big windows and make sweet hot love. You continue with sweet love banter with some light flirting fencing which this so highlights ["How do you think rich people get rich?" Amber raised her eyebrow again. "Not by breaking expensive champagne glasses." She approached Laura again, looking sultry now, her eyelids heavy. "Do you think it's too early in the day to . . . go to bed?" Laura leaned forward and let her lips brush Amber's black, seductively smooth cheek. "With some people, I might say yes. They need a little buildup. With you, I think there is no time that isn't right." "You want to get your hands under this thing I'm wearing, don't you," Amber whispered, knowingly. "And I want to see you naked and wearing only that bracelet." "Ahhh, I knew there was an ulterior motive," Laura smiled.] I am simply appalled at how so many other authors never allow their characters to have any conversations like this. They may converse with each other so they can get to know each other but once it is established they are going to make love they always fall silent. No more sweet flirting or banter. It is almost like a key being mentally turned off and I really don't like it. Life would be so boring if we behaved like this in real life.

So many authors beat you over the head with their course seeming foreplay while you give us the sweet gentle touches [Amber linked one forefinger with Laura's, as she had done on their first evening together, and pulled her toward the bedroom. For some reason Laura found this so impossibly touching that her knees almost weakened, and she half-stumbled.] The littlest things can make my knees week, my body shake and pussy weep and trickle love juice onto my thighs and groin. Have I said enough I love your humor ["Careful, Grace," Amber teased, glancing back over her shoulder. "A trip to the emergency room will spoil our fun." Just to tease her back, Laura reached down and got a long forefinger under the hem of the peignoir, quickly bringing it up so that she tickled Amber's bare ass with it and deftly slipping it briefly into the crack between her hard little buns before Amber squealed and playfully jumped forward out of reach again.] I am mentally screaming out I LOVE this banter you so capture in your writings. It is just so fucking sweet.

I love to fuck in the twilight or by candle light as you so vividly show here [By now they were in Amber's bedroom. Amber lit a couple of fat candles, one on either side of the bed, then turned the indirect lighting way down. Since it was deepening twilight, the room suddenly became a sex lair, the same place where Laura and she had enjoyed an almost perfect first time together a few weeks earlier. She turned to Laura with a bemused smile, while Laura came closer and placed the same finger on Amber's sensual lips. "What will it take to get an invitation?" she whispered to Amber, her eyes locking hotly onto hers.] I call it fucking in the Maddie Haye's light. Everything is so soft and sexy. I so love your sexy banter. They know they are going to fuck riotously but it is still so fun to play the game of seduction. It sets your womb on fire and makes your pussy melt with hot runny fuck juice. Amber makes Laura even hotter by bringing her mouth next to Laura's ear and hotly breathing out to get naked with just her love bracelet on. I so love to have hot words of seduction spoken and love to have them hotly breathed into my ears. More cute banter with Laura mock complaining that if she strips Amber will still be clothed and Amber reminds her she already is naked. I am really lapping up all this love banter and playful seduction. Other stories leave me starving to read your stories to get the real deal. I soooooo love your dialog.

Oh geez, my pussy is clenching here [Amber did a dainty and practiced little pirouette, one she clearly had learned as a little rich girl taking ballet lessons, in front of Laura. The wispy aqua peignoir swirled out from her naked body, and Laura realized that she indeed was naked since nearly every part of her delicious smooth dark body was visible in that one circular motion.] Your writing is just so fucking beautiful. I now I'm beginning to harp but this playful seduction is enough to besot a girl let me tell you. Love the banter, communication and subtle negotiating on who disrobes first and who does who. Often you really do this and I love reading it. I, like Laura, truly revel in having my body worshipped and longed for [This was the second time in a few days that someone (Brad, earlier) had scrutinized Laura's body lasciviously as she disrobed. She knew she was attractive, but this scrutiny thrilled her anew each time for some reason, as if she were only now discovering the appeal her naked flesh had to others, that they wanted her not only for the sexual skills she would devote to their exclusive pleasure, but also for the very real enjoyment they would get just from touching her body. Or even from looking at it.] I don't think of myself as vain. I definitely don't gaze at myself in the mirror. I just see me as me. Thus, I am always so freaking excited when I see that raw naked lust in my woman's eyes and I know they just think I am beautiful and they can't wait to undress their prize and fuck my living brains out. I love to be worshipped and will just lap it up and purr and undulate on the bed basking and absorbing your adulation over my body. I need to be wanted as a fuck toy and to be worshipped at the shrine that is my body. I want you to fuck me with your all.

Amber gasps out her fortune and though Laura revels in it she is like me in that she is modest in her self thoughts. Sigh, sweet romance in the air ["Hold it right there," she said, approaching Laura. As she got closer, Laura realized that she, Amber, was panting softly. She knelt in front of Laura. "Let me kiss you here." She pressed her lips against Laura's bare midriff. "I love your skin," she breathed, running her sensual mouth all over Laura's stomach.] I so love kissing bellies so I really love this part. Kissing and gently rubbing with my fingers and just rubbing my face and cheek against your soft belly and feeling your baby hairs. Nuzzling your sweet flesh with gently kisses, licks and love nips. Sweet promises of pleasure to come. They both strip Laura and Laura rewards Amber with [In a few more seconds they had Laura completely naked, except for the bracelet. She stepped back, smiling, extending her wrist and rattling the silver links ostentatiously in Amber's face. Her naked breasts jiggled as she moved her arm, and Amber's dark, excited eyes darted back and forth from them to the bracelet.] I know this must have set Amber's soul on fire. Laura is giving her exactly what she is craving. Laura like all women is trying to give her woman exactly what she wanted to see.

More love banter of physical want and desire that rackets up with [Laura advanced slowly on her. "I hunger for her. I want to eat her alive."] I have spoken words like this so many times and have meant it every time I said them. I so want your body.

I love Laura for being such a great person. Amber is swooning, falling under Laura's spell of love and gasps out she wants to buy Laura many more bracelets. I think Laura could get Amber to start treating her like a "kept" woman but Laura wants none of that. All she wants is Amber's sweet body and love. Laura doesn't have a greedy, selfish bone in her body. Riches are really only transitory. The time for love has arrived [They had not kissed on the mouth yet, though their lips had touched other parts of each other's body, but this was an irresistible moment, and they fell into each other's arms, their lips almost crushing together. Their hands raced over each other's naked flesh. Laura felt the long hot wriggling snake of Amber's tongue nearly wriggling down her throat.] I so love that first reacquainting oneself with your lover's mouth. I long to feel our mouths mashing together and our tongues sliding deep into our mouths with tongues twining in love. I remember the first time I kissed Dodie. My eyes flew open as I felt her long tongue nearly batting my uvula I felt like. I just started to thrum and vibrate and my eyes rolled in the back of my head as my knees weakened. It is rare to run into a woman with such a dreamy tongue. I love feeling her strong long tongue wrestling my tongue into sweet surrender with much twining and pressing into submission before it rapes my waiting orifice sweeping its depths and every little crevice. I love how you are the only author to have their women gasp out the beauty that is their lovers. Other authors have them fuck in basic silence and if they say anything they are never complimenting their women and telling just how fucking sexy they are. They say words but never really talk to the woman they are making love to. Just words the author thinks they need to be said to make the sex hot. Words in a script is not true words of love and longing.

I so love feeling our naked tits mashing and rubbing as we devour each other's mouth. I always wrap my arms around your body to make that connection tighter and stronger. I want to feel our flesh mashing hard together. Our bellies mating in love and undulations. Laura must have some tit flesh and of course she kisses down Amber's sweet long throat and scrumptious collarbone and kissing her way up a cradled breast and moves in on that puffy nipple and immediately sucks it into her loving mouth for warm tongue lathing. Amber pleads out for it of course. A loved tit will always produce this affect. I love pulling a lover onto a bed and doing this [Laura was feeling absolutely the same way. Still sucking hungrily, she pushed Amber's body gently backward until both of them tumbled onto Amber's bed, with Laura half on top. As they fell onto the mattress, Amber's breast, all slippery and wet now with Laura's warm saliva, slipped out of Laura's mouth, but not her hand, and she quickly lashed Amber's bulging, shiny black nipple with her tongue, then sucked it eagerly back between her lips.] I love that gentle falling onto the mattress and then quickly reattaching yourself to your lover if contact is broken. I so love letting a nipple out of my mouth and holding that tit firm while I began to tongue lash that completely soaked with salvia nipple. Then making eye contact and sucking her nipple back in for hard tongue lashing and clamping down real hard with my lips and start sucking hard while I slap her nipple hard from all angels and then lathing her nipple and going back and forth while love sucking deep and hard while gently pumping my head to add that delicious tension. Being on top just allows you to really get that grip with your mouth as you suck her tit flesh hard and fast.

Laura quickly moves to Amber's other tit and gets it all slavered with spittle as she totally consumes it with the same loving treatment. I love how you never forget to show the pleasure a woman feels when her tits are being devoured alive. Women must squeal when you love their breast like only a woman can. I love getting my first of taste of your tits and nipples and getting them all slavered for this [By now Laura had bunched up her scrumptious little breasts in both hands so that she could kiss, lick, tongue-stab, and suck Amber's wet, stiffening nipples at will, moving her mouth from one to the other, peppering them with hot pecks and quick sucks until Amber was whimpering and twisting, wild with need.] I so love bunching them up if small enough or grabbing a hold if she has larger tits and digging my fingers firmly into her breast to hold in place and squeeze those heavenly mounds together and just doing everything to those nipples like Laura here. More often than not you have deep throated keening with head thrashing and much squirming or maybe that rigid posture of a head thrown back with her neck cords just standing out as she chuffs out labored breaths and her throat is keening out her soul deep pleasure. I love to grab a hold of nipple and rasp with my teeth as I shake my head like a dog with a bone. They just jolt up and squeal like a struck pig. I love it when they grab my face or hair and jam my face into their tits and scream for me to not stop. Like that would be possible.

Amber is doing what I describe, she is holding onto Laura's hair as she watches and hisses out her pleasure. I love to watch a woman watching me devour her spit soaked tits. Finally, Amber asserts her right to go first. She rolls Laura over and commences to love assault her breasts with equal passion and skill. I so love to have my breasts passionately made love to. I will just lay their and bask and revel in the pleasure but soon I must start doing this if possible [Amber was all over Laura's breasts with her hands and her mouth, returning the passionate assault Laura had just inflicted on hers, but Laura was by no means submissive. Her fingers dug into the svelte, naked flesh of Amber's shoulders and her long back, and she managed to slip both legs around the girl's slender body, around Amber's hips, so that she could pump suggestively, grinding her own hips in a rapid fucking motion, unable to get her oozing pussy on any bare flesh until Amber obligingly turned sideways, pushing her waist into Laura's groin but still sucking Laura's throbbing nipples hungrily.] I am always grasping, clutching and kneading your flesh in need and love. If not already in the proper position, I a lot of times will try to maneuver where we can hump our cunts or get our thighs insinuated between each other's groins and start that love humping. I so love to trib and I'm always angling for it. I started masturbating as a very young girl against the bed and my stuffed animals. I quickly learned that wetting my fingers and playing with my slit and that little knob of flesh just sent me to heaven and that if I did it long enough and kept my fingers wet with spit and the lubrication my kitty would start leaking that the most wonderful thing in the word would happen to me. It was so fucking hard at first to reach this miracle but I worked at it every night and whenever I was alone and could get at my nookey and not fear getting caught. Almost did several times and the thrill of almost getting caught just made my body rush with fearful pleasure. Of course, as soon as I was left alone my twat was pumping the bed and my fingers were fluttering my little nub for all I was worth. I can just remember screaming night after night into my mattress and pillow. It was in first or second grade when I discovered something wonderful. I somehow stumbled across the fact that if I got on my knees or my side and put my pillow length wise between my thighs and stood it up I could sweep my pussy on it. I was in heaven. I would get my pussy all slavered up with spit and start rubbing. I would hold the pillow in the front and back and just hump away. I would lubricate a little and keep the spit on my kitty and I would just sweep my cunt hard up and down that pillow until my belly would get that delicious tension and suddenly my cunt would just go crazy and my mind was filled with that pleasure that I couldn't fully understand but I only knew I wanted all of it could get it. I can remember just humping to orgasm and screaming down into my mattress or tilting over with a thud if on my knees with such fucking happiness. I worked at it and trained my body to come easier and quicker. I remember when puberty approached and wondering what the hell was happening when my cunt just started gushing fluids during orgasm and getting lubricated so easy. I was a little fearful at first but that didn't stop me. I had been told about the bird and the bees and how my body would be changing but not things so detailed as lubrication and how my errogenous zones would be getting even mover sensitive. I only knew I was coming easier and stronger. I soon learned about these things and exactly what the physical reasons were for why my body doing what it was doing in school. I was smiling inside when the teacher brought up masturbation in her halting way and most of the other girls just looked mortified. Hehehe. I was already an old pro.

With my background I am a complete slut for ["Ahhnnnnn!" Laura moaned as she first felt the contact of her sopping wet cunt lips with Amber's silky, supple flesh. She pumped a little harder now, whimpering semi-hysterically, feeling the greasy wet groove of her pussy slid up and down on the firm flesh of Amber's waist. With Amber sucking her nipples voraciously, and the girl's firm, silky flesh pressing right into the raw, wet flesh of her gaping pussy, she suddenly knew she was about to come, with no delay.] I so love humping my twat against your cunt, thigh, hip, ass, leg. I think every woman should get this pleasure. I will just clamp my thighs around whatever and will hump to orgasm if you will let me. I so love feeling your body getting slavered with my cunt juices and just feeling my twat humping in excruciating pleasure. I really love to jam my cunt into your slicked thigh or hip or grabbing hold of your leg and just mashing and sweeping to a stunning gagging orgasm. I guess you can tell I love frottage and tribbing.

Oh geez, I'm sitting up stiffer and my cunt is clenching with how you make the sex even fucking hotter. They are already clawing each other and Amber decides to abandon her tit treat and throw herself completely into this trib fuck. She slides up and they [Their bodies were so in tune with each other's needs at this moment that they did not have to speak. They gripped each other tightly, kissing so hard and aggressively that their teeth battered and scraped together, their tongues stabbing and coiling and dancing. At the same time, each lowered her hand to the other's crotch. Laura's fingertips found the warm, buttery slit of Amber's beautiful long pussy and invaded it, pushing two fingers in deep and rubbing Amber's clit with the fleshy cushion at the top of her palm. Amber gagged softly, and her eyes rolled up, but she quickly did the same thing to Laura, kissing her again, then kissing and sucking Laura's neck as they both rapidly fell into a frantic fucking rhythm, probing and plunging and rubbing each other's streaming pussy with their hands.] This is so fucking pure that reaching down of hands between squirming straining bodies and getting your fingers into each other's soaked quims and adding frigging to the rubbing pleasure. A sure recipe for nuclear meltdown. I love frigging a cunt and mashing and pummeling her cunt with my palm as I thrust and twist my fingers deep in her cunt. I love being in that fuck hunger mania mode and our mouths are mashing together, bruising lips, and our teeth are nicking and sliding against each other as we try to drive our tongues down each other's yearning mouths. Gripping shoulders and shaking a little as you drive your tongue down her throat and just feeling those guttural groins deep in your woman's chest. Sometimes we just roll around while our twats desperately buck against each other's body and our fingers are pumping our cunts hard with one hand and the other is pressing each other close with clutching and pressing in. Oh yeah, love the detail of Amber latching onto Laura's neck and love sucking her pulse point. That will always make me melt with love and send a spike of burning pleasure to my nipples and cunt.

They are panting out their lust and love for each other and Laura's face is beside Amber's ear and she pants out dirty talk and it has the same affect on Amber as it does on me. Laura gives her another dose and Amber ["Yes!" Amber clutched Laura's ass with one hand, digging her fingernails into Laura's round bun. She increased the speed of her two fingers plunging in and out of Laura's flooding pussy. "Say it again! Tell me how much!"] Hearing dirty talk just makes me burn inside out and makes me feel so slutty and hot. I just drink it up and the fates sure know I have the potty mouth myself in bed. I love this communicating of need that you show. Other authors always have their women fuck in basic silence and what is said is never the communication of lovers expressing their desires and needs. They continue to bark out their need and just how good they are making each other feel. Using words to further stroke the fire raging in their bodies. Pushing each other with words married to their actions to bring on the sweetest bliss imaginable on this Earth.

Their loving hard work is finally paid off [A fierce shudder rocked Laura's straining body, and then a violent uprush of hot coming streamed through her clenching flesh. Burying her face in the curve of Amber's neck, she quivered and moaned through several waves of sweet spasms. At almost the same instant she began coming, Amber let out a shocking little squeal and her body went into tight, sharp convulsions against Laura's. "Mmmnggiiieee! Ohnngggg . . . Laura! Unghh! Mmmnggiiieee!" she squealed, pushing her frantically gyrating pelvis forward and down into Laura's hand, groaning and shaking as a fierce orgasm gripped her. A flood of warm juices gushed into Laura's hand, and Amber's groans and whinnying excited her so much that she felt a strong urge to come again herself, a need to capture all the secondary shocks that were possible, and she swirling her own hips, pushing her pussy into Amber's fingers too, and gave herself up to another surging wave of orgasmic spasms. "Ohhhnnnnn . . . oh god!" Laura cried out. "Annuunngghhh! Oh god. Unngghh!"] As I have said before only you truly show why it is fuck. Other authors talk of crushing, heavenly orgasms, only you show it. This is what I live for. To feel my body punished and torn apart with sweet excruciating bliss and seeing my woman's body jackknifing and spasming with the same bliss. I love pumping my fingers deep into a woman's body who is clutching desperately and feeling her love juices gushing and saturating my hand and feeling it splatter as we pump and hump away. Feeling our bodies slapping and grinding together as we hitch and buck through spasms of pure heavenly pleasure. I love slamming my cunt hard on pistoning fingers while it spasms through its bliss. Feeling those digits ramming up my clenching channel always adds that extra spasm of bliss that simply scalds my womb with fucking soul deep pleasure that just makes me moan deep in my chest and love drool down my chin and down my neck. I love to just keep pumping and hoping that I get that second scalding orgasm on top of the first one that sometimes happens. I just exalt when my body blesses me with a second orgasm like this. My body is still trembling and quaking when suddenly my womb and cunt just explode with more detonations of fucking wrenching bliss that is so pure and divine that I just scream my self horse as fuck juice pumps out of my sodden cunt with deep spasms that shake my down to the center of my belly. My belly, cunt, pelvis and thighs and whatever is near them is completely soaked and slavered with my cunt cream. I love how Joann and Dodie will turn me on my back and get on all fours and just start licking up my cunt cream with long cat tongue strokes. It just makes my belly rumble deep in my womb feeling their rough tongues cleaning my body. Especially when they are both licking it up at the same time. I just look down my torso and see that beautiful site and I can feel micro spasms in my cunt and womb and my head just flops back as my eyes roll back and droll trickles out of my mouth while I float on the clouds of heaven itself.

Cute detail of them nearly crushing each other during their orgasms and having to will their arms to relax and let them breath freely again. I live to make my women tell me things like this ["Oh shit!" Amber gasped softly against Laura's cheek. "I can't believe that happened." She nipped Laura's cheek with her lips, a lip bite, slowly removing her oily fingers from Laura's still-throbbing pussy. "We nearly killed each other. I've never done that. Not so rough and . . . quick . . . and hot."] I love to hear these sweet words even if she says them to all her other lovers. I still want to hear them said to me. To hear her sweet words as I bring my fingers up to lick clean with soft ummmsss of pure pleasure. I had to smile great big when Laura starts to remove her fingers and Amber clamps her thighs on her hand and tells Laura to not remove them and starts to undulate on Laura's fingers while pouting that Laura came twice to her once. I love that kind of selfishness. It only means more divine fucking. Laura knows how to racket up the heat even more ["You want more? You want Auntie Laura to give you more? How about if I suck your pretty black pussy and slip my tongue way up inside? You think that will make you come again? How about if I suck your pretty little clit until you scream? You want me to do that? Do you?"] Oh geez, I love frank sexy talk. Telling me how you are going to love my body and knowing you will do it with the greatest skill and joy.

I like Laura reflecting that they are fucking so hotly because of their great attraction for each other and the fact that hey haven't seen each other for a few weeks. Two things that will make your pussy burn for you woman. I love to do what Laura does here; as I move down I make sure I rub my woman with my body with plenty of swaying of my tits and lots of kisses and love nips. Stopping here and there to rub my cheek against your soft lovely flesh. Then nestling down where I so love to be. I think Amber would love me because I know how to deliver this [Laura had to giggle in a throaty, sexy way. "I don't know how you could be any more turned on than this, darling," she purred. But she had no trouble talking. She loved to talk to her lover, and Amber was clearly wild for it, especially right now. "God, I love your pussy," Laura exclaimed softly, pulling open the wavy black pussy lips with both thumbs, exposing the fiery hot pink inner seam, now all glistening and runny with Amber's flowing juices. "I love to lick your beautiful pussy, Amber."] I just love to talk dirty and slutty. Most women once they let go revel in being talked to like this. It makes you melt with need. I so love opening my woman's cunt and seeing all that swollen red excited flesh and smelling her fuck juice sodden cunt. I just breathe in deep the essence of her womanhood. I nearly swoon while salivating over my meal before my starving tongue.

I'm smiling as you use that technique of Laura saying "like this" and all you get is Amber's response of squealing. I love it. I know exactly what Laura is doing with her tongue with my mind's eye. I jumped a little at this next part [Laura's lips and the flesh around them were now smeared with Amber's warm, buttery nectars, and she drilled her tongue deep into the girl's hot, squinchy pit, swallowing the tangy juices, devouring Amber's flooding pussy in a way that made Amber go nearly mad. "I love to suck your lovely long pussy lips," Laura murmured, doing exactly that, and introducing one forefinger into Amber's runny furrow at the same time, fucking her gently while mauling the girl's cunt lips with her mouth.] I love getting your love juice all over my mouth as I swallow bolts of your love cream and I really love working cunt lips. Sucking into my mouth and love worrying and mauling them. Pulling taunt and working with my lips and making sure to lick and suck off every drop before I release them and watch them flop back down to her sodden cunt to get saturated again for more feasting in a few minutes while I work her fuck hole and clit letting them soak up cunt cream again. I so love to play with cunt lips. Each woman's lips are so unique in shape, length and thickness. Plus, they taste soooo good.

I love how you show your women tormenting their lover from time to time with sweet words of promised delivery of paradise ["Oh god! OH GOD! Do it, Laura . . . please . . . do it! Anngghhh!" "Oh, and I love to feel your little clitty on my tongue too," Laura purred. "If I lick it, will you be happy? If I suck it . . . will you come?" "Oh god, yes! YES!" "Are you ready?"] Making her beg for it and bark out her desperate need for the sweet release of orgasm. I love how you show your woman's body just filling with tension and starts to vibrate with desperate need and knowing you are getting her to the edge. Laura knows how to put on the divine finishing move and moves her finger she had been finger fucking Amber's cunt with and moves it to her rosebud. With great lovemaking though you always get your woman to beg you to do new things to her [Amber's smooth moons clenched a little on Laura's hand, but she was already twisting and squirming so violently that it was difficult to know if this was an objection. And she was apparently beyond speaking, just cawing and groaning as Laura continued to passionately lick and suck her streaming pussy. But she could still hear Laura's words, the words that she said inflamed her, and Laura kept them coming. "I'm going to fuck

your pretty little ass and suck your cunt," Laura panted, "and you're going to come so hard." "Aunnggh! Oh . . . yes!" Amber whimpered, nearly beside herself with need.] Love coaxing a woman to let me take her rosebud the first time. Feeling that clenching and loving and seducing her until her buns loosen and my finger is soon worming into that tight sphincter and taking what she has never given any man.

Sigh I'm in heaven as you describe so lovingly that lubricated finger working into Amber's tight asshole and the hitching of Amber's breath as that finger works home. As that finger works her asshole, Laura really knows how to finish a woman off [Immediately, she fastened her lips on Amber's swollen clit, hood and all, and sucked rhythmically and hard, rotating her finger at the same time, but unable to work it into Amber's body any farther before Amber convulsed and whinnied as a shocking orgasm ripped through her. "Annuugghhniiieeee!" she cried out, her body leaping off the mattress.] This is how I want to finish my women off, with a killing orgasm wrenching their sweet flesh. I had to smile and bask as the bed squeaks and moans with Amber's killing spasms rocking it and working Laura so hard she is thrown off and her finger ejected from its warm sweet home up Amber's asshole. Laura gets to watch as killing spasms rack Amber's lovely squealing body. I love to just stare and soak up my women's killing climaxes. They give me so much pure joy and happiness. I think this sums my thoughts exactly [Laura, who had managed to gently embrace her again after being flung slightly to the side, simply waited for it to be over. Amber was very beautiful when she came, and all Laura could do was gaze at her with deep affection, so happy to be the one who had brought it about.] They love coo and banter about Amber's anal invasion and she mock complains that no permission was granted when we all now her body and soul where screaming yes. It was so clear she wanted it and nearly died from coming so hard.

I am so happy that Laura feels a sudden pang about Sara and it is not jealousy. She knows they both have the freedom to fuck others while not together. She is merely longing to once more to have her archangel once more in her loving arms. I too will long for another angel while with my current woman. I want them all. They bask in body coiling post coital time and drink up each others pure lovely essences. Finally Laura starts to love Amber's breasts some more since she is so deeply attracted to her big nipples. I am totally besotted by large nipples also. I just want to focus on them and love for long stretches of time. Interesting dynamic with Laura not wanting to know what Amber did in Vail and the women she may have fucked. Me I would have been begging for the details. I love how you show that Amber needs some down time to let her body recharge from their loving. Her nipples are still a little tender from their love mauling. She desperately wants more but just needs to rest some before the next round. They then fuck gloriously until midnight. That means hours of fucking with interludes of resting to recharge for more heated intense fucking. Just the way I like it.

The next paragraphs are so neat and interesting to read as Laura simply longs for Sara more and more as each week day passes and even masturbates which she rarely does. Finally by Thursday she must break the rules a little and go and see Sara. It is cute reading her internal debating and moralizing about going and whether to call first. I think all women have felt these conflicted thoughts from time to time. I had to smile at her fear of seeing Sara with another woman. For Laura that would kill her while I would be begging to join in. Laura finally arrives at Sara's place and rings the bell and when Sara answers we see [Sara also wore her small, rectangular, wire-rimmed glasses, which meant she had removed her contacts for the evening. In the billows of garish flannel, wearing the glasses, she looked a little like a young and enormously sexy granny.] You just make your women so cute. I love it. Sara questions her about not calling and I am smiling reading Laura's babbling on about needing to see her and just talk to her. That her visit is not really sexual in nature. Sara, ever the joker, tells Laura she must get on the bottom if they are going to do it in the stairwell. Geez, concrete would be real hard let me tell you. I just adore Sara's quick wit and joking manner and funny face. Who wouldn't fall in love with her? Laura talks of just wanting to hold Sara and Sara jokes (though I think she is also making sure they do) about being pissed with Laura not having come over to fuck. Then you give me a very touching and sentimental moment that other authors would never dare to give [She made a surpassingly screwy face at Laura, pursing her lips and crossing her eyes. Laura refused to dilly dally any longer. She reached out with both hands and pulled Sara close, holding her tight, their cheeks together. Even though the huge pajama top engulfed and shrouded Sara's taut little body, Laura could now feel Sara's curves and firm flesh and large round breasts pushing into her through the cloth. "Oh god," she panted, more out of desperate emotion than any sexual need, "have you ever just wanted to hold somebody so badly that you thought the world would end if you couldn't do it?"] All I can say is whoa. This is true honest pure unadulterated sweet love. Thank you for showing such sincere love. It so nice to read of such pure emotions in erotica. Great fucking is supremely nice but having sweet love mixed into the mix is simply sublime.

I am smiling great big. Laura is professing her undying love and Sara acknowledges her same feeling but she can't help but joke and tease about wanting some loving too ["Ooohhhh, when you look at me like that I get the shivers, Laura. You look like a slobbering werewolf or something. Like it's dripping from your fangs, you want me so bad."] Oh yeah, it would be dripping off another part of my anatomy let me tell you. Sara's humor is just the bomb. Sigh. All I can do is give the deepest thanks that I found the author supreme who shows the mirth of lovers at play [She made a playful snarl and took a step toward Sara, who moved backward, swaying to the side and maneuvering in the direction of the bedroom. "Oh dear … the werewolf is pushing me toward the bedroom. Or maybe she's a vampire. She wants to suck my neck or something . . ." Sara improvised, still moving backward, her face contorted in an expression of fear mixed with delighted satire. "Or bite my neck. Oh god. Or bite me somewhere else. Should I scream?"] How can one not smile when reading this? Laura finally pounces and wrestles her to the bed where they begin to strip laughing and teasing the whole time. You really only tease the women you truly like and care for.

As Laura unbuttons Sara's overlarge pajama top she gets at her lovely throat and breasts. She loves both a little and then moves in and gives Sara a hickey which of course makes her squeal and curse Laura a little. When Laura asks if she liked it we get ["It's so wet I feel like I wet my pants," Sara panted softly, watching Laura's mouth slide down her body toward her naked breasts. "Here, quick, help me get them off."] I love getting hickeys. Nothing some makeup, scarf or chocker can't hide. Hickeys are like anal sex in a way, it is something you need to feel your woman out for and see if she likes them. Most do but just worry about the evidence it leaves behind. Married women especially have to worry about such things. They now quickly strip off their clothing from overheating bodies. Laura now begins to patiently love Sara's breasts. I love how you show Laura focusing on how Sara's skin color makes her breasts have different hues in different kinds of light. Just women noticing everything about their women. Love how Sara just lies back and lets Laura worship her breasts. She has come to revel in Laura's patient loving of her breasts like this [Now she feasted on them, but not in a voracious frenzy, rather in a slow, simmering, sensual way, letting her tongue calmly stroke each silky wet bulb, curling around the centers as they began to push up, not really sucking until Sara was breathing hard with anticipation. She knew Laura worshipped her breasts and knew what kind of pleasure she would ultimately derive from this patient, painstaking buildup.] My women know to just lie back and let me have my fun playing with and devouring their sweet tit flesh. I just love doing everything to them. The great thing about devouring your woman's breasts is that they never go away as you feast on them.

Sara wants faster and harder while Laura wants to go slow which produces this [But Sara was getting very aroused. She now grabbed her own breasts from underneath with her hands and pushed them more aggressively into Laura's face. "You are such a bitch," she panted. "You selfish little tart, going for your own pleasure and ignoring mine."] I love making my woman get bitchy wanting it so bad. Makes me preen. Plus, I love being talked to like a whore. I love having my women get aggressive with me in seeking their own pleasure. Laura slowly increases the heat until Sara needs to take it to the next stage ["Oh god, Laura . . . you don't know how glad I am you came over!" Sara suddenly burst out. Her body was churning under Laura's now, almost totally overcome by sexual heat. "You better fuck me. I'm dying. Quick, put your pussy against mine. God, I love it that way. Hurry . . . please."] Foreplay has provided the sweet entrée and now is time for the main course. You again show the give and take of lovemaking. Laura had planned a patient buildup over an hour of slow focused lovemaking but Sara needs it and NOW. You can't really deny your woman when she is burning up for it. They get in the classic scissor position and bring their wet cunts together and start that sweet undulation of raw cunt flesh to raw cunt flesh. They lock eyes while they sweep their groins into each other and see those sudden grimaces of pained pleasure flittering across their faces. Now you show how sex so often just flows. Laura wants to continue but Sara needs something different and has the comfort in knowing she change their lovemaking. Again you show real life. Other authors always finish in the position they commenced the lovemaking in. While you show women just let their lovemaking flow on the subtle currents of their soul's desires.

Sara tells Laura that their deep intimacy requires them to share that most special of gift [Sara shook her head, her eyes never leaving Laura's. "I . . . want you to put your hand in me. You know?"] Laura instinctively knows that this deeply sweet fuck needs this intimacy. They are opening their souls to each other and you need this kind of fuck to truly seal the deep shared love they are feeling. Fisting is such an expression of trust. You are just opening yourself completely to your woman in trust and love. You're completely vulnerable and showing you are completely trusting your lover and want to share everything with them. I love to feel that hand sliding deep in my pussy. I have even done it anally recently and I just love giving myself so completely and freely to my women. Laura gets her baby oil and gets her hand all nice and lubricated to make her penetration all nice and smooth and loving. That was a cute moment when Laura asks if the neighbors downstairs are home. Fortunately, they aren't because we all now that Sara will be screaming her pleasure to the heavens. I really like this picture of Sara [Sara lay back with her hands behind her head and spread her thighs a little more as Laura approached her, still holding Laura's eyes with her own. Her breasts in this position lolled a little to each side, exposing the flat expanse of skin between them, which Laura, unable to resist, leaned forward to kiss everywhere, running her lips up to Sara's collarbones, then down under each lolling breast, licking and nipping the bulging round undersides of each globe.] I love that total trust that this position shows. I love to get like this to watch the show. I love to watch myself being fucked. Sara knows that Laura will only bring her the deepest purest pleasure and can totally relax. Love how you always show lovers deviating in their lovemaking. Laura is about ready to bury her fist deep in Sara's tight steamy cunt but she must get another taste of Sara's wonderful breasts and upper chest. I love to love your breasts of course but I so love kiss and nuzzling your whole upper chest like Laura here. Love to kiss and lick and love nip your whole breast too. Even a lot of women need to be shown the kissing and licking of the underside of one's breast.

Love the emotional dynamic you show between your women. Laura knows she tends to want to get very emotional but Sara's practical side tends to quash that in the bud. You show two women just blending their personalities and souls into that mystical whole. Oh yeah, what a nice way to start a fisting [While they were kissing, she adroitly worked two, then three of her oiled fingers into the gaping slit of Sara's plump little pussy, feeling Sara's mouth and body seize up slightly as she felt the penetration. Instinctively, Sara's thighs closed on Laura's hand, but then relaxed and fell apart slowly again. She whimpered softly against Laura's lips. "Oh . . .yes!" she gasped, her mouth falling open and her eyes suddenly streaked by hot fires of sexual need.] Cute detail of that instinctive closing of ones thighs to being deeply pleasured and being deeply penetrated. I love kissing a woman and feeling what I am doing being translated to me through our kissing. I love looking into your eyes and seeing the raw naked lust I placed there. I love seeing my woman all cat eyed and hot and sweaty. I love it when my women act like sluts in heat. I want to see sweat pooling and running down their body and their hair all darkened and sticking to them with sweat. They look so hot. I just want to eat them up alive. Love the slow working in of fingers. Slowly getting that passion flower to open up for my loving fist to bury its way deep in its warm sleeve.

I never tire with the way you lovingly describe your women's bodies. In all most all other stories you never learn anything about the women while you flood the reader with loving descriptions [the magnificent, small but voluptuous naked body she loved so much. She never tired of kissing and caressing Sara's naked body. Sorely tempted to stop everywhere—at Sara's lolling, gorgeous naked breasts, at the dark round circles of her incredible mouthwatering nipples, at the smooth skin between her breasts, at her palpitating stomach, at her delicious little innie navel, at her slowly churning hips and gyrating pelvic bones, at her firm, meaty thighs, on which Laura had rubbed her own pussy many times to shattering climaxes—she also knew there was no time to waste, no luxury of delay.] Why other authors don't love their creations like you do I will never know? They should be giving us these descriptions to really draw the reader into the story. Love the detail of Laura having rubbed herself to many orgasms on Sara's thighs. A woman with big thighs always make be slobber with desire. I can always picture myself grabbing a hold of that upper thigh with both hands and just mashing my cunt as hard as I can into her meaty thigh and rubbing back and forth. I just swoon as my cunt juices get that thigh all slavered up and my cunt just flies up and down on it. I can just feel that muscle lovingly punishing my raw cunt flesh. I just grunt away as I push down hard as I sweep your thigh. I can just feel my teeth grinding as I grunt hard to grind my kitty as hard as possible. I can just feel my head wiping around as my orgasm hits. I can feel my belly contracting and spasming and I just jam my cunt hard down into your thigh with that lose of control those spasms engender that only pumps more jolts burning pleasure into my self-destructing womb. I just scream and scream as my cunt immolates itself giving me the purest pleasure possible. As my orgasm finally wanes I can just feel my body slowly collapsing into a nerveless heap of drooling love bliss. I just love lying there twitching and love cooing while my eyes spasm in the back of my head as the aftershocks ripple through my belly and womb.

I so adore feeling my hand working your cunt open like [Sara's sloshy wet, warm pussy was yielding and stretching more and more as she pushed her fingers deeper, and now she could get a fourth inside, and eventually even her thumb, pressed into the cup formed by the other four, so that the wedge was ready, was probing, and in seconds would push on to full penetration. Sara knew it too.] Love feeling that wet heat enveloping my hand more and more. I love feeling your gushing cunt juices sloshing onto my loving hand. I love getting wet with your juices. Love the detail of Sara whimpering and spastically clawing her thighs in helpless pleasure which I so adore to cause and see. Now we get the loving final penetration [Without the ring she could more easily see Sara's small, swollen, pinkish clit pushing out from the black flap of its little hood, and it was no trouble for her to lean down and lick it while she pushed her hand slowly, slowly into Sara's expanding, slippery cunt. The transition between her hand being outside, then inside, of Sara's pussy was almost imperceptible, but they both knew when it happened.] I so love feeling that heat sliding down the back of my hand as my wedge slides home. I just close my eyes and focus on my hand as it slides home. I want to memorize each fisting. They are so precious to me. I love bending down and inhaling clit while fisting. That dual assault can tear a cunt apart with rapture when the orgasm arrives. So much pleasure from within and from without.

I love how Sara's spastic flailing is becoming more concentrated undulations of love. She knows to start her cunt pumping into that wedge to derive pure pleasure. Love reading this ["Oh, I'm in you, honey," Laura murmured to her, moving her hand slowly inside the incredible tight spongy sleeve of Sara's warm pussy, letting her feel it, feel every contour and knuckle.] I love feeling my cunt stuffed like this. Feeling everything about hour hand or fist. My breath just hitches and catches when my woman starts moving her hand in my cunt and those sensations just overwhelm my womb and mind with the deepest pleasure possible. I hunger for it. Wow, I love how you show that fisting can be rough and urgent with that fist pumping hard and relatively fast into your cunt and just mashing your wrist into her clit. Or it can be that oh so slow and divine love pumping that makes everything so achingly intense and sharply focused. I can just feel my cunt clenching your fist during such loving fucking. The pleasure just slowly radiates out from my womb and makes my cunt hotly burn with so much fuck pleasure I just weep tears of pure happiness and bliss. I will sometimes just reach down and grab your forearm and lock eyes as I slowly ride your hand. Telling you how I love you as we feel your hand sensually moving and twisting in my love swollen cunt. Filling me with pleasure that makes me hiss and clench with building pleasure. I so love feeling my cunt slowly clenching more and more and those arrows of burning pleasure coming more often as it moves toward immolation.

I really like this next part [Laura began to fuck her slowly, sensually, with her hand, sliding her other hand up Sara's naked body to one of her luscious breasts, cupping it, squeezing it, scissoring Sara's large dark nipple with her fingers. Sara grabbed Laura's hand with her own, holding it hard on her breast, her eyes searching Laura's, throbbing, pulsing, her pelvis now churning in rhythm with Laura's slow thrusts.] I can almost guarantee you that all other authors would never ever have their woman using their free hand to give even more pleasure like women do in real life. Wow, that is a detail I have never seen in print before. Often you do spastically slap you hand on top of that hand that is giving you so much fucking pleasure. Trying to increase the pressure and just binding with love your woman who is pleasuring you so. I feel sometimes like we are almost flowing together through our linked hands. I am just so happy to find an author who uses both hands in her lovemaking. They try to control the pace and keep it sensual but Sara's body is absolutely demanding its bliss NOW and she can't help [Sara was now bearing down with each forward push on Laura's wrist with her own pubic bone, her hips shuddering and shimmying a little each time, her breath coming faster and faster, whistling past her teeth, her eyes increasingly frantic as her climax approached.] Our bodies just take control of our will and hurtles us toward the ecstasy that it so desperately craves. Nothing is more beautiful than a woman during her orgasm but watching her straining to reach orgasm is just behind it.

Laura continues to pump and move her hand while working with Sara's clasped hand to pleasure her breast. I love how you capture that blending of souls I was talking about [It was as if their hot blood pulsed in unison, their skins and flesh completely mated and glued and merging together, their eyes connected by a circuit of sexual electricity so stirring that Laura could even feel a sympathetic orgasm somehow being sparked awake deep in the recesses of her own body. Oh god . . . I might come too, she thought. I might come as soon as she does! I can feel it!] Working so hard to bring your woman ultimate pleasure just opens your soul to this oh so special binding of souls in deep love. Cute detail of Laura really wanting to masturbate with one hand so she can come with Sara but the only problem is both of her hands are already very busy. Instead she focuses totally on Sara and her straining body. Things are progressing quite nicely I do believe ["Ungghh! Ohnngg!" Sara groaned as Laura twisted her hand more rapidly, and stroked in and out of the tight, spongy sleeve of Sara's pussy with it, making more of a fist now, letting Sara feel the edges of her knuckles as she pushed it in and pulled it halfway out. "Anngghh! Oh god . . . Laura!"] I so love feeling your knuckles sweeping my cunt sleeve. I love feeling the sensations and pleasure flowing faster as you start to pound your twisting fist harder and faster up my clenching cunt. I so love your cries of pleasure and Laura's frantic urging on of Sara. The spoken word adds so much to fucking I think. It just makes my body jolt all the closer to orgasm.

You keep stunning me how you capture the little details of lovemaking ["Can I suck it? Can I suck your beautiful pussy?"] Asking the rhetorical question that you already know the answer too. A question that only inflames your woman. Sigh, you sure know how to end a beautiful fuck [Sara was past responding to anything but the orgasm that was only seconds away. Her hand clutching Laura's hand to her breast clamped Laura's wrist like a vise, and she pumped and whimpered hysterically, her eyes flashing red as she craned her neck to look down her body at Laura's hand embedded in her swollen black pussy. But Laura could not resist one more taste of her sweet little clit, which was, she knew, about to explode in a violent series of spasms. She lowered her lips to it, though Sara's churning, bucking pelvis made contact difficult. "Mmmmm . . . mmmmm . . ." she hummed almost insanely as she finally got her lips on the puffed up little wet bead, sucking it quickly, knowing she would not have much longer. "AAAUNNGGHHH!" Sara suddenly cried out, as loud a cry as Laura had ever heard her make.] Applying those clit sucks at just the right moment to tear your woman apart with all caps screams of the purest pleasure possible on earth. Cute detail of taking your life in your own hands and bending down to get her tasty clit in your mouth with her hips bucking all over the place. It is a danger that is so sweet to take when you have a nice swollen clit beckoning your starving mouth. I love trying to keep my head in time with your bucking. Often you lose your treat and maybe get a bumped nose or smashed lip but it so worth getting those love sucks on her clit to give her the maximum pleasure possible.

As I so often say, only you truly capture the supreme beauty of a woman having a truly flesh rending, heart soaring orgasm. I get so tired of the single yell, one body jerk and then collapsing onto the bed. Please wake me up. This is why we fuck [Sara's body flexed and arced up off the bed, her groin, impaled as it was on Laura's hand, shuddering and twitching in the air as the first horrific shock of her climax wrenched her. Laura released Sara's clit from her lips and simply went with the flow, no longer forcing her hand in and out of Sara's pussy but holding it still, letting Sara pleasure herself completely on it, which she did, gyrating wildly as she fell back to the mattress, wheezing and pumping and gasping and coming in a fierce spate of sexual release for the next several seconds, her lovely breasts bouncing and rolling on her chest as she surged and strained for the last scintilla of rapture, her face torn in a sharp seizure of excruciating sensations "Unngghhh! Ohhmmnggiieee!" she squealed, flipping and squirming, her eyes watery and stunned as she opened them briefly to again look at Laura's hand embedded deep in her body, before she half-swooned again and succumbed to another series of powerful aftershocks. "Ohhnnnnnn! Oh god . . . ohhnnnnn . . oh Laura! Unhhhhh!"] Now this is why we fuck. To have our bodies utterly ripped apart with spasms that simply turn your cunt inside out with eruptions of pure bliss. I so love looking down my torso and seeing my woman's forearm jutting out of my cunt and seeing it moving in time to my jerking body and feeling that fist jamming me as I continue to throw my impaled cunt on it. I love to have a woman to continue twisting her fist and jamming in her fist if my orgasm has stiffened me or giving me those wild judders that prevent any thrusting. I so love seeing my woman's body as she rocks through an orgasm. Watching her breast roll around, the way parts of her flesh will judder and vibrate randomly never knowing what part will be affected this time. Feeling my body rocked with her spasms and the bed quaking when her body slaps back down from juddering in the air. I am just so thankful that I found an author who so captures the supremeness of great sex.

While I love watching a woman in orgasm it is also cool to watch her come down. Watching those wonderful aftershocks making her hitch and jerk softly and

making those soft whinny moans of soft bliss and watching fingers un-claw and toes uncurl. Seeing that goofy smile or maybe it is a sublime look as they just float on the gentle breezes of heaven on earth. I so love wrapping my woman in a cocoon of love like here [Then she slid one arm behind Sara's neck and wrapped the other around the front of her body, across her gorgeous breasts, and hugged her with purpose and meaning, running her tongue up Sara's smooth cheek to her ear and slithering it inside. "I think you are so beautiful when you come," she breathed into Sara's ear.] Holding you close allows me to feel your fading aftershocks and I can just smell your musk and perspiration and feel our slicked bodies sliding and slithering together as we twine legs and use our arms to draw each other close. I love to coo to you and look deep into your eyes and just look into your soul which lies so close to the surface after a soul stirring orgasm. Then gently bringing our mouths together and twining our tongues in love. Communicating our deep communion with slow strokes of our tongues.

Soon Laura is getting her reward for loving services rendered [They whispered and cooed softly for another five minutes, while Sara made a slow journey back from the land of pulverizing ecstasy. She began to make love to Laura herself at this point, first kissing her sensually, moving her voluptuous little body suggestively against Laura's, knowing from experience how much it turned Laura on.] I love nothing more than coming back to awareness and getting my strength back and returning supreme pleasure to my woman who has just taken me to heaven and back. Knowing your lover and giving her exactly what she wants. I love just rubbing all over my lover. Mashing and rubbing my tits and finding a place to rub my pussy against until nirvana is reached. I love how you say Laura comes with such powerful physical and emotional resonances. Laura coos out how good it is and Sara replies [With her hand under Laura's chin, Sara pulled Laura's face up to hers. Looking directly at Laura, she crossed her eyes and screwed up her lips. "Duhhhh. We're in love, right? It's supposed to be this good."] Leave it to Sara to keep everything in the proper perspective. They bask for a time in each others embrace and soak up their love for each other.

Then Sara being sensible but still horny suggests they have a cup of tea to let their bodies recharge and then having one more round of sweet lovemaking and then Laura getting on home so they can get some sleep for tomorrow is a work day. Only you cover the sensible mundane parts of our lives. One does have to account for the rest of your life and make sure you are able to go to work the next day and not look like shit and not be able to focus on anything because you didn't get anywhere enough sleep. I don't want to look like hell the next day at work if I can help it. Laura being insatiable like me tries to get the sex going immediately but the chapter ends with ["I love it." Sara consented to be kissed, then kissed Laura back. "I truly love it." She bussed Laura's nose. "Now come in with me to the kitchen and drink your green tea, which will keep you young and strong for more . . . you know what."] Such a sweet ending to a magical chapter.

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Chapter 282:

This chapter starts with some sweet angst to start the proceedings ["I'm leaving Saturday," Dee Dee said, her voice soft and a little plaintive. "For Ann Arbor. I won't be back for . . . who knows when. Six months, maybe. I know you're sort of . . . involved with Sara. But I like you, Laura. I'd like to see you one more time before I go. I promise I wouldn't let her know."] We discover that the enigmatic Dee Dee is moving away to Michigan to further her education. I can fully understand the longing in her voice that we see here. Laura has touched her on a spiritual and emotional level that I don't think she has ever felt before. Of course Laura has nearly made her die from coming so hard but Laura has reached even deeper than just beautiful lovemaking. Laura has actually looked at the woman that is truly Dee Dee and discovered that Dee Dee is so much than she pretends to be. In discovering this truth she is helping Dee Dee to discover this also. She is so much more than a beautiful woman; she is smart, vivacious and capable of rising above her past. I so love Laura for this. Laura sees the whole woman. Men only see a piece of ass to fuck while women see a person to love physically but also spiritually.

We love the soul as well as the body. We love the whole being and try to nurture every aspect of the creation that she truly is. You are the only author who really explores this getting to know a woman and then discovering what really makes her tick. You then show how loving patience and gentleness can so often make the butterfly that is hidden inside its chrysalis just burst forth and dazzle the world with is beautiful presence.

I have really marveled at how you develop your characters into real live breathing women. Other stories always keep their women so bland and cardboard cutouts. They don't have the time with their short stories to develop complex women who are multifaceted like we truly are in real life. We hear the pained desperation in Dee Dee's voice as she is almost pleading to see Laura before she leaves. She needs some of Laura's loving to keep her going while in Ann Arbor. She needs the life affirming and soul soaring joy that only lesbian sex can provide. Laura's loving is healing Dee Dee. I love how you give us characters that you must dig a little deeper to find the treasure buried within [Dee Dee was a very complicated person. She could be dour and serious, had little sense of humor (very peculiar for a sister, even a half-sister, of madcap Sara), was frequently hostile or bristly, then alternatively alluring in a dangerous, thrilling way that also was alien to Sara's character.] Some are very complicated where you do need to

be in their presence and really focus on them to start to learn what makes them tick and then start to see the true them and then before you know it your pussy is simply melting with need and love for them. I will always adore how you have such detailed real life women that you can compare them to each other like we do with the women in our real life. I love it when you keep reinforcing to the reader that Dee Dee is very bright and articulate. This is a woman with a ton of talent who had lost her way and Laura is helping her rediscover herself. I really feel that other people in Dee Dee's life never really tried to reach the woman inside, even her own sister. They just tisked tisked her and only Laura showed that she was truly attracted to the woman inside. Men just wanted her body. Laura wanted that goddess like body of course, but more importantly, she wanted the essence that is Dee Dee. With Dee Dee seeing a person actually interested in her as a person Dee Dee has been revitalized and is becoming what she

truly is. A woman of great merit that deserves to find herself many women to become worshipers of a body that was made for hot hard lesbian fucking. I so wish I had this woman screaming and dying from coming in my bed. I can just close my eyes and taste that wonderful pussy exploding and spasming in my mouth.

Having just pumped up Dee Dee we are reminded that she had really lost her way and wasted away to many years with alcohol, drugs and unprotected het sex resulting in more than one abortion. I never pollute my body and I simply can't imagine having to abort a life. I know that is a very hard decision for most women. I so hate to read of any person ruining their bodies and minds with such wasteful living and the dissipation this causes. I simply can't imagine how one can consume so much drugs you can't even feel sex though I have talked to women who have been in that state. Not for me. Laura shows

where she is a great person because she still longs for Dee Dee even though Dee Dee childish behavior almost killed her relationship with Dee Dee's sister Sara. The archangel of love in Laura's life. I love how your never miss an opportunity to tell or remind the reader the beauty of these women [It didn't help that Dee Dee was also quite beautiful as well as smart, and had the deeply blue black smooth-as-velvet skin that Laura somehow found especially desirable and erotic. Just seeing Dee Dee's smooth coal black skin, which Dee Dee obligingly exposed—to everyone, it seemed, not just Laura—

at every opportunity, was enough to make Laura's pussy flutter excitedly.] During the aftermath of the hurricane we meet Shari and now her lover is back from overseas and they are both black women who are deeply back. Needless to say, we love fucking them into a stupor. Their skin is so beautiful especially when they are covered in sweat and convulsing with screaming jackknifing orgasms. I have always loved parting deeply black cuntlips and just burying my face in that ruby red sopping wet cunt meat. I love watching other women love their bodies because of the color contrast. While I am feasting on their sweet cunt meat I love to reach up and squeeze her tits and rub her tummy and ribs and just revel in the color contrast. Especially if I am looking up and Joann or Maria are setting on their face and get that beautiful color contrast added to my visual pleasure.

It is cool how you show women knowing and being able to read their lovers. Dee Dee knows that Laura is hesitating in meeting her because of the ramifications of Sara discovering their previous lovemaking. Dee Dee suggests that they meet at the place she is renting now since Sara must not visit there. I like Dee Dee saying that her landlord is a nice older woman. She knows this and is thankful for it. A nice love nest for a glorious night of intense fucking. I love it. I have to agree that Laura can't risk having sex at her place with Dee Dee now that Sara may visit at any time since they have deepened their

relationship and are seeing each other more frequently now. Sara has told Laura that she can have other angels, just stay away from her sister. Laura must not risk losing her archangel for one night of lovemaking with Dee Dee if they might get caught. I feel with this rendezvous of lovemaking in a safe location everything is alright. Why deny oneself this beautiful woman if you can fuck and not have Sara know about it. Sara won't be hurt and you can still partake of the perfection of this woman. I believe a woman needs to get all the loving she can. I can almost never deny myself a woman I am attracted

too. I must have her. I so need to have their bodies. With me, if I came upon on a lover I thought was only seeing me and she going down on another woman I would be stripping as fast possible to join the fun. I so believe in sharing.

They work out their schedule and discover they must fuck tonight since Friday is Laura's day with Sara and Dee Dee leaves Saturday. I know about having to juggle my schedule. I have my archangels I give most of time and love to but we need to love our other angels away from home and sometimes bring them home for intense sharing. I have to smile at Dee Dee's kinky side showing again when she almost begs Laura to bring some of her "toys". Laura readily agrees. She knows Dee Dee loves it and can't help but feed this part of herself from time to time. She still needs a little kink from time to time though

nowhere like she did with Karen or Earlene. I have noticed before when Laura is preparing for some kinky lovemaking she kind of distances herself a little from it. I guess she is being careful not to get over enamored from this form of lovemaking. She remembers her past excesses and is making sure she doesn't go too far down that road again. I always smile when Laura hums one of her love songs because I knows she is happy when she is humming one of them. I smile when I see her loading up her briefcase with handcuffs, rope, strap-ons and her scarf. She is loaded down for some serious fun. I have always loved being handcuffed or my wrists tied up because I feel so vulnerable and like a total whore. Makes me hot. Love seeing the Double Penetrator going in the briefcase. I so swoon when I feel those hard poles sliding up my two aching love holes. I come so fucking hard I feel like my cunt and asshole are tearing themselves inside out with fucking bliss. It is interesting reading Laura noting that with this detached persona she is calling Dee Dee, Demetra. I like the nuances and layers you give Laura. I love how you show your women to be so multifaceted and captivating. I had to smile when Laura does a mental gulp and reminds herself not to call Dee Dee, Demetra since that sets her off. Seems Sara calls her that when she is trying to get one over on Dee Dee and thus has become a true bone of contention for Dee Dee. I think we all have these hot buttons one shouldn't touch.

I so know that gripping the steering wheel when driving to an angel's house and feeling my blood pounding and gripping that steering wheel as I dream of how I am going to fuck her brains out and make her scream in helpless rapture. Laura is so right to think that she is doing nothing wrong. That only [Nothing will come of this but an evening of really terrific fucking. She wants it . . . I want it. Why should we let anything get in the way of it?] Life is way to short to ever deny oneself the opportunity for great fucking. I so live to fuck and could never deny myself the opportunity to make love to all my wonderful angels. I so need them. I am so happy that Laura realizes that as long as Sara doesn't know she won't be hurt and therefore, she needs to see Dee Dee. She needs to revel in the jitters of sexual happiness that is starting to fill her body. I know I would be if I was driving to meet Dee Dee for a night of intense fucking. A whole night with Dee Dee must be as close to heaven as a woman can get. I know I could spend all night feasting on her gushing cunt and all her divine cunt cream.

I really like what greets Laura at the door [Dee Dee met her at the door, wearing tight-fitting white pants and a Yankees tee-shirt. Her hair fell in long red-gold-brown ringlets around her cheeks. She was breathtaking. Laura's breath caught in her throat. It was hard to believe that this ravishing young girl had lived through the low-life debauchery, drugs, pregnancies, abortions, everything Sara had described. She looked fresh, bright, clean, healthy, friendly, and shockingly sexy. It was also hard to believe that she was only a few credits and a dissertation defense away from her doctorate.] Sigh, I will never tire of

your vivid life affirming descriptions of your women. What makes it all the sweeter for me is hearing and seeing again how alive Dee Dee is now and knowing that it is because of Laura. Laura has healed so much of Dee Dee's pain. I just pray to the fates and hope that Dee Dee stays on the road to complete recovery. I hope she finds an archangel to anchor her life around and other angels to add spice and share with her archangel. She will be so happy if she does. If I remember correctly Taneesha lives in Ann Arbor. Hum. I'm not sure about that pairing. Sort of a mental mutt and Jeff. Still, they say

opposites can really attract. I so love seeing Dee Dee rising above her dark, sad past. I sure hope she gets her PHD. She's a lot smarter than me that is for sure.

I so love your day-to-day dialog and Laura teasing her about getting her PHD and Dee Dee finding a way to yank Laura's chain a little to start the fires burning [Dee Dee lowered her eyelashes and gave Laura a sultry grin. "I thought you said I was always good. I've never had any complaints. Ruta is always begging me to come back over to Berkeley and give her another little taste of the sweet African pussy."] I have to smile at this. We do this to Joann all the time to set her on fire. She is like Laura in that she is so competitive and she fucks so hard and roughly when we bring up our others. She just

growls and digs her fingers in when she is devouring our exploding cunts proving yet again she is the alpha wolf of our household. Shoot, she is the alpha period. She has shown Dodie and Shari's alpha, Cindy, that she is the top bitch. To be truthful, Cindy didn't really care I think but is cute watching Joann just making sure. I love watching her breakdown a new alpha into a beta. Nothing wrong with having an alpha fuck you hard and then getting handed down to the beta for another round of gut wrenching orgasms. I love being your bitch. I just hope that Dee Dee is giving herself to Ruta. I know that a woman from behind the iron curtain must absolutely die for black pussy. Here I am different from Laura. It bothers me the men my women sleep with while the women don't bother me. I get all hot and bothered when an angel talks about how she loved fucking her husband or boyfriend. They know this fires me up to fuck them supper hard and aggressive. They know I will soon be burying my cock deep and hard into their cunts and assholes. I have a few who just taunt me when I'm ripping my cock into their love hole about how their man does it better. I just coil and rip my cock viciously up their cunt or clenching asshole. Our thighs are just slapping or their butt is slamming into my upthrusting pelvis if they are straddling me with their back to me so I can just rip my cock or double penetrator deep into their fuck holes. I love it when we are pounding against each other and they get that staccato sound to their groans or curses. I can just see their hair jerking behind their heads as pound them hard and deep. When I am in

such a dom mode (and I know they love atm) I will sometimes just lift them off my cock that I'm ripping deep into their rectum and move them aside my body and press their head down my body and tell them to taste their ass and don't use your hands. I just swoon when they get their head on my belly and use their tongue to get my cock into their mouth and they just start giving it head and moaning their happiness before I lift them back in position or spoon them to viciously plunder their asshole some more before yanking it out and moving over to their head and fucking their up tilt head and just watch as my cock slides down their throat and start fucking their throat. They just umm and hum with happiness. I love to finish them off with deep ass thrusting while I buzz saw their clit with my vibrating fingers with one hand and grabbing a shoulder to help pound my cock deep. I so adore their jackknifing and screams of wild abandon. They are so drenched in sweat and their groins all slavered with cunt juice.

I am happy that Laura can control her jealousy to some degree now. She realizes that Dee Dee is using Ruta to fire Laura up for good hard fucking and that she is Sara's sister and not to get too attached to Dee Dee because of that. If Dee Dee was demure and not such a spitfire Laura could risk more with Dee Dee but Dee Dee is too competitive with Sara. I think she envies Sara's success in life and in love (Laura). Dee Dee takes the sting away some when she sidles up to Laura and caresses Laura while telling Laura that Ruta is not as good as Laura and she hasn't seen her since last she and Laura did the

nasty and how good she has been lately with no drugs and alcohol. I am so happy to hear the last. We discover that Ruta is not very pretty but Dee Dee does her anyways because [Dee Dee's arched eyebrow slowly fell. "One, sometimes they are the wildest you will ever find. Hot doesn't describe it. Maybe it's all that pent-up need. They just explode all over you. Two, there's something really arousing about giving your body to them. Something elemental. Like this troll fucking me is a force of nature. She's slobbering all over my flesh and ramming her fingers into me, and sucking me . . . and god, I'm am

suddenly coming so hard. All because she—or he, [she said, pointedly]—is this grotesque, voracious animal of a lust-consumed beast, just taking me, just . . . devouring me."] I so agree with this. I find the plain Jane's and the very, very average women to be absolutely wild in bed. They will eat your pussy alive in such gluttonous happiness it makes my heart soar. They are so appreciative that a woman who is thought of as beautiful is worshipping them they just go wild with lust. I just think everyone would see the beauty that almost everyone has. I am happy Dee Dee has discovered this.

It is cute when Laura realizes she is getting hot. How can one not when one is hearing about hot blistering sex. I love Laura's [Laura realized she was getting very aroused listening to Dee Dee's little narrative. Being this close to her and smelling the fresh, healthy, sexual odor of her young body didn't help. And of course, as always, Dee Dee's incredibly smooth very black skin beckoned her lips, her fingertips, her eyes, which roamed hungrily all over Dee Dee's face and neck as she was speaking. "I can . . . devour you too," she half-whispered, half-croaked.] I so know that tunnel vision one gets

when your senses are all hyper focusing on your woman seeing all the beauty that is her. Especially like the croaked response by Laura. Her voice is becoming thick with need. You now give that delicious dialog I so love as Dee Dee smirks to Laura that Laura is getting all hot and bothered. Dee Dee has achieved what she meant too by mentioning Ruta. Geez, your dialog is so witty and alive.

The time for banter has passed and now it is time to move on to sweet foreplay. They bring their mouths together for their first sensual kiss. I so love that mating of lips and kissing her lips and moving our lips sensually together and exploring just her lips with the tip of her tongue and taking one of her lips between mine and gently working her lip while stroking it with my tongue. I just makes them moan and quake. They so quickly become my total slut. I like the observation that even though Dee Dee and she will fuck energetically they still partake of this slow sensual tongue dance of love. It is also interesting reading of Laura's growing affection for Dee Dee as she is becoming the woman she was always meant to be. I can fully understand the meaning of how they first fucked without any intimacy. Back in the day when I was doing one night stands all the time you do often fuck without that sensual kissing. True intimate kissing is between lovers. I think this sums up my thinking [But now they took their time. They had all

evening, and for once they were not filled with a hot urgency to get naked and start groaning. Instead, they kissed very much the way Laura and Sara kissed, slowly, searchingly, with deep intimacy and feeling. Laura recalled how last time Dee Dee had said nobody had ever kissed her this way since she was seventeen. This was so touching that Laura wanted to remind her of it too, but not by mentioning it, only by kissing her that way.] This is two women in love kissing deeply. Letting their love twine with their dancing tongues and then ramming your tongue down your woman's throat making her swoon with building love and need. I love how the relationship between Laura and Dee Dee has changed. In the beginning they didn't even really want to kiss, just rut. Now they want to spend long minutes exploring each other's mouths deeply letting their tongues explore every square centimeter of their lover's mouth. Taste their lover's essence and swallow their mingled spittle. I so love tilting my head and mating our

mouths tight and swallowing my woman's tongue down my throat and ramming mine down her throat after much tongue play.

One of the beauties of your story making is the growth and changing dynamics of these relationships. At first Laura could barely stand Dee Dee but couldn't resist her great beauty but now she feels her feelings growing stronger for Dee Dee. She doesn't feel the love she has for Sara but she realizes she likes this new Dee Dee and her heart is starting to resonate toward her as it does with Sara. I have to love her feeling of wanting to fuck them together. I always fantasize about fucking my lovers in various combinations. A lot I have made happen but a lot I haven't but would love to. I so, so love fucking my

angels together. So many heavenly orgasms to share. A woman can so tell when you think of her as more than just a piece of ass ["I can tell you do," Dee Dee whispered back, "because you're not just diving for my black pussy like everybody else. I like the way you kiss me."] What woman won't melt with this love and attention? I love the comment by Dee Dee that her cunt is flooding from just kissing. I sure know mine does and I love making my woman's cunt a soupy mess just from my foreplay. I know that it will simply explode in my mouth or on my cock.

I really like this next part. Needless to say I have never seen anything so wonderful as this in erotica [Dee Dee smiled and purred, kissing her way back up Laura's neck to her cheek, to her mouth. "Does it make you want to lick me, like you said before? Does it make you want to lick my shoulder? My skin? My arm? Here . . . lick my arm." She held up one deeply black and smooth arm to Laura's lips. Laura ran a fingertip along the firm, supple flesh, leaning forward slightly and brushing it with her lips, feeling the fires in her pussy flare.] I had a woman back in my early twenties that simply loved for me to

kiss, stroke and rub my cheek against the inside of her forearms. She would just purr and shudder. I had to use some patience here because she wanted this worship to go on and on. The inside of her arms was an extremely erogenous zone for. I didn't mind really because I knew I would have totally wet, swollen, tender cunt meat waiting to feed me. She was a great fuck let me tell you. I so love kissing skin that I would devour her. Shari and Cindy are that deep black and we just want to lick their whole body. I simply love their bodies against white sheets. I am not sure there is anything more beautiful than a

deeply black woman writhing on that startling contrast of white sheets. Again I wonder how come you are the only author to write of loving the whole body like you do. Other authors only write of mouth, breast and pussy. There is so much more. They sound so male in their writings, even the women. There is just so much to worship I am surprised others don't explore the rest of the female body like you do. They need to read your stories to see what they are missing.

Now you explore something else other authors never really explore. Other authors will say their woman looks great in her clothing and that is it. You go so much further [Dee Dee smiled mysteriously. She leaned down and picked up the small valise from the spot where Laura had dropped it. Laura had not noticed her small breasts swaying under the tee-shirt until now, partially because of the blue 'Yankees' logo which spread across them, partially because she had been so taken by other parts of Dee Dee's splendid body and freshly interesting personality that she had not focused on them. But now, as Dee Dee

bent down briefly, she could see them dipping out slightly, see the soft bumps of Dee Dee's nipples moving under the fabric, and it electrified her.] I can just feel my whole body jump when I suddenly see her nipples poking threw what she is wearing. I almost instantaneously get wet. I you make it so perfect by describing her t-shirt and the motion of her body and the way her breast and semi-erect nipples press against the fabric. Now that is HOT! I can see and totally relate to this. My pussy would be on fire. Laura is now on fire but Dee Dee reminds Laura she is looking for some kink They banter some but Dee Dee makes it clear again what she is looking for [Laura shook her head playfully. "Oh no. I was only wanting to kiss and lick them. Nothing kinky. You're the one who wants that." "You bet I do," Dee Dee said, with a sudden hard glance down at the valise. "I told you, tonight I'm going to be bad."] Again only you really show the communication that lovers have in trying to make sure the loving goes as they want. This is simply life. We all have our favorites or sudden needs and we want them satisfied as soon as possible. I love to be pliable but sometimes I really want something and I go for it.

You actually show a little conflict in their wants with Laura really trying to keep the kink out. If Dee Dee falters at all in her desires Laura will have her way. This shows real life dynamics in communication and lovemaking. Just reading this I can feel the heat of Dee Dee's back [Now she ran her hands up under the Yankees tee-shirt for the first time, feeling Dee Dee's warm, incredibly smooth and taut skin against her palms and fingertips, touching only her shapely back but exploring every inch of it. They kissed again, with Dee Dee still holding the valise, but this time it was a hungrier kiss, wet, urgent, stabbing,

teeth-clinking. They were both panting softly when they came apart.] I so love feeling the heat of your skin with my exploring fingers and our heat pouring off our bodies as we twine our bodies. I love all the

verbs and adverbs when you describe kissing. This may seem strange but I love having the details of the love nest described to me in detail like here [They went into the largest bedroom, which indeed looked like an older woman's bedroom. There was a queen-size bed with a mahogany headboard, matching dual bedside tables, a matching bureau and dressing table, heavy rose draperies with sheers between them, ornate garish lamps with pretentious filigreed designs on them. The bedspread matched the draperies and had roses all over it. Everything was very neat and in its special place. There was no sign of dust, and the surfaces of the wood gleamed from furniture wax. On the wall were pictures of, presumably, the deceased Mr. Harper and the successful daughter in her cap-and-gown.] It makes me feel like I am there with these wonderful women and their wonderful fucking. The more details a reader has the deeper than can get into the story. It is the details that really hook the reader. I wonder how many realize this when they read your stories. It is all the setup that simply makes the sex explode off the page and straight into my quivering cunt and gets me all primed. When I masturbate to your stories my cunt

is flooding and my tits are tingling and burning when I get started. I then just time my orgasm to your women's orgasms and my body is jackknifing and buckling with your women as my pussy, hand and pelvis is saturated with come as my twat is bucking off my chair and I'm screaming out my bliss through three or four jolts of cunt ripping ecstasy. I so love collapsing into my chair with a big goofy smile on my face licking my hand clean as those delightful aftershocks are rippling deep in my belly making me mewl and judder as I finish licking my fingers clean as I keep rubbing them through and in my cunt getting

all my cream I can. I so love my own come.

I so love the steps to the grand play that you give us [She was close enough to Laura, half-facing the bed, that it was fairly easy for Laura to lean over and pull the back of her tee-shirt up, exposing all the smooth, coal-black, delicious skin under it. She bent down and kissed it feverishly.] It is these moments that make the actual sex so wonderful. Now Dee Dee starts angling for kink again and finally starts making remarks about Sara. She asks Laura if she ever ties up Sara knowing this rankles Laura. To Laura's credit she remains calm with her response but Dee Dee can't help her jealousy ["Because you do

a lot of things with me that you won't do with her, that's why. Either I'm some kind of skanky slut that you can take out your perverted fantasies on, or she's some kind of divine goddess who can't be fucked in the ass with a dildo. Which is it?"] I am not like this but I try to understand people and I know what is eating Dee Dee. Laura is in love with Sara and not her. She wants to be in Sara's place and it hurts her deep and she slashes back by attacking Sara and the love she shares with Laura. Plus, Dee Dee knows that Sara has told Laura of her past and is a little ashamed of it and maybe wonders if deep down

Laura thinks of Sara as her angel in white and Dee Dee as her backstreet whore. This is not true but her insecurities must whisper to her at night such untruths.

We see Dee Dee's vulnerability when Laura reminds Dee Dee she requested that she bring her kink items [Dee Dee's eyes watered, and she looked away. Laura couldn't tell what she was feeling, whether it was remorse at having mentioned her sister, or pain at realizing that she could never share what Laura felt for Sara. Dee Dee sniffled and rubbed her nose. She looked back at Laura.] Seeing these vulnerabilities in these women just makes me love them so hard and long to take them in my loving arms and fuck their blues away. To feel them spasming and jackknifing in my arms as I love coo to them as

their cunts are ripped apart with womb shattering orgasms. I so love to hold close so I can feel each hitch and convulsion as their bodies are ripped apart with bliss. When I hold them close I can feel their screams pounding my eardrums or if not a noisy orgasm when I hold them close to my ear I can hear each chuff or those sounds you make when your teeth are clenched or you're gurgling deep in your throat in helpless rapture. I feel for Dee Dee when she almost pleads she is better than Sara and Laura slices her a little with [She had gone down this path before with Laura, who tried not to betray her

exasperation. "Demetra, forget about her, okay? How can we enjoy each other if she's lurking in this room? It's like she was watching us. It's like you wish she was watching us." Dee Dee sniffled again, sucking back some uncomfortable tears, and smiled. "She should be watching us. She might learn something." She leaned across to the bedspread and picked up the coil of nylon rope. "Come on, now, and show me how you're going to tie me up. And if you call me Demetra again, I might be tying you up instead." Her eyes flickered with sharp scorn.] We all get competitive when we get snapped at. Thank you

for giving us pictures of real women and all their complicated dynamics that make us real living breathing people.

One thing that I have liked about your work is that you don't just mention something and then move on. Other authors mention something but then never develop it with any depth. Here you have shown the conflict between Laura and Dee Dee over having kink in their sex and you show that you do more than mention it. You know show us Laura and Dee Dee still fencing with Laura throwing the rope aside and Dee Dee retrieving it. They are both trying to assert their will. In the end we know that Laura is going to lose. Dee Dee is not asking for over the top and Laura can never really deny her angels anything. Laura always want to give her women what the are asking and craving for. Dee Dee hooks Laura by getting her to talk about rope play and how much fun it can be [Laura shook her head. "Not if you do it right. It doesn't really hurt. It just feels a little uncomfortable . . . for a while. And kind of . . . arousing, too." Dee Dee's eyes locked with hers. She wasn't about to let Laura squirm out of this, regardless of the faux pas she herself had made seconds earlier. Without another word, she pulled the tee-shirt completely over her head and tossed it aside. Then she stood up and crossed the room, stooping down to retrieve the rope. She returned to Laura with it. "I'm ready." She held out the rope to Laura. "Tie them up before you put the handcuffs on me."] I so love how you show your women interacting and trying to get their way like we all do one way or another. I so love reading real life women expressing, giving and taking. Dee Dee knows what she wants and is going for it.

I know you know my archangels in this story are Ada, Mavis and Dawn but Dee Dee as she is healing is really climbing up there. Looking at her pictures I can only say amen to what Laura is thinking here [Dee Dee, now naked from the waist up, was breathtaking. She treated the exposure of her half-naked body nonchalantly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to be this gorgeous. From any disinterested point of view, she was far more intrinsically, physically beautiful than her sister Sara. Her small, upswept naked breasts were enchanting, her nipples soft and gleaming and as black as tar, a shade

darker than the surrounding skin, which was already as black as midnight. (Sara was not as black as Dee Dee by any stretch, and though her dark, large, beautiful nipples seemed to shift in different lights from black to umber and back, Dee Dee's were totally and unchangeably jet black.) Laura could not take her eyes off them.] I have come to think that Dee Dee has the perfect tits. Not to small or too big. Joann has tits a little smaller than Dee Dee's. I love this size because my large hands can fully encase them as I love maul them and try to swallow their nipples down my throat. I sure wish my tits were this size. Oh well, I guess we are never satisfied with our own bodies. Dee Dee has it all now, a beautiful body, sharp mind and now a personality that is becoming very captivating. She will have women all on their knees in Ann Arbor begging to worship at her alter. You now give us a wonderful stretch of two women just communicating. Here they are still negotiating about the kink factor with Dee Dee throwing in some barbs about Sara to spice things up and show her jealousy. She knows how to weaken Laura though I must say [Dee Dee grew flirtatious. She dropped one hand to her amazing taut black midriff and ran her fingertips over it. "If you do, I'll let you rub your pussy here until you come. You like to do that, I know."] I had to smile great big at that little bit of bribery. Finally, Dee Dee resorts to logic and asks why Laura brought the rope if she wasn't going to use it. Laura can't really answer that question and finally her objections start to crumble with [Their eyes held each other's for several moments before Laura

stepped forward, slowly stretched out her hand and, with seeming reluctance, took the rope. A self-satisfied grin tugged at the corners of Dee Dee's mouth. She watched with fascination as Laura carefully looped three coils around one of her naked breasts, then did the same thing with the other one. The white nylon cord against Dee Dee's sleek, deeply black skin was stark and erotic.]

I had to smile while they figure out what the level of discomfort is right for Dee Dee. Laura being her gentle self starts off with only mild binding and Dee Dee resorts to taunts of Sara not doing this to get Laura to do it rougher. Laura in trying to comply ["Hhhhh!" Dee Dee gasped, her eyes suddenly watering. "Maybe that's a little too tight."] I love how you show lovers doing new stuff or new lovers having to discover what they like and don't like and what the limits are. Again so real life. Other authors just have the women in perfect sync in thought and actions. Unfortunately, we can't read each other's thoughts so we have these conversations showing our wants and needs and then experimenting getting our actions in sync with our wants. This again makes your writings so real life. I so understand the little taunt that Laura throws Dee Dee's way when she whimpers at the pain and how docile Dee Dee gets when Laura relaxes the rope. I taunt my women when they back off and they taunt me when I do. For me it adds

that little squirt of fire when I get taken down a peg and my women love it too. It is all part of the game. The main thing is to really listen and never go past where the other is comfortable and we always keep a safe word handy to completely stop if necessary. I have never had to use it but I know some that have. They are still communicating with Dee Dee wanting some love sucking on her engorged nipples and Laura wanting to tie up her other tit before she proceeds with any loving afraid of Dee Dee going off. I really love all this constant communication of two lovers discovering their limits with this new kink in their relationship and both striving to make the loving go the way they have in mind.

They proceed with [Laura, her hands still shaking a little, though now not from nerves but from fierce and growing sexual arousal, carefully imprisoned Dee Dee's other breast with rope coils the same way, making the pressure just enough so that Dee Dee could feel it, just enough to make her breast swell and the black nipple thicken, protrude, and gleam, but not so much that the sensation was cut off. Next she crisscrossed the strands of rope between Dee Dee's entrapped and bulging breasts, looped them around her neck and tied them there.] I have come to indulge my lovers who like this lately. Now that I do it I love having that restriction and being hogtied. I love how helpless it makes me feel. Just don't really hurt me. I love being tied up and having a cock slammed up my pussy. I really come very, very hard let me tell you. Especially when they are calling me a worthless whore and smacking my face and yanking my hair. I feel so slutty that my pussy just completely wets itself with swooning before it finally explodes with brain scalding spasms of the purest bliss imaginable. I love having my body trying to jackknife only I can't because I'm all tied up. Sometimes I get damn cramps that make me scream and attempt to thrash. Sigh, the pain only increases my pleasure. I do curse my woman though telling her to release me so I can stretch out after my pummeling orgasm. They just smirk and chuckle as I stretch out and "whew" from my "ordeal" while still dreamily cursing them.

I have to smile great big when Dee Dee starts whining and keening when Laura is being practical. Laura doesn't want to love suck Dee Dee's nipples to quick not wanting Dee Dee coming to fast. Sometimes one must delay the pleasure a little. Then I chuckled with mirth when we see a little of the difference between Dee Dee and Laura ["Don't you think we better take off your landlady's bedspread first? All these fluffy sweet roses and stuff? We don't want to get them all wet and sopping. What do you think?" Dee Dee frowned. "Laura, you have a way of ruining the spontaneity of everything with your damned fucking scruples."] I love having a story where we get to see women with all the differences that make women so alive and special. Of course Dee Dee continues to grouse will Laura does her good deed but Laura knows how to get redemption [. She returned to the bed and embraced Dee Dee aggressively, kissing her shoulders and neck, toying with Dee Dee's swollen, popping nipples by twisting them with her fingers. "I'm going to fuck you now, just like you wanted."] Oh Yeah!!!

Dee Dee is like me in that she wants her woman naked when they make love and since she hasn't been handcuffed yet [Dee Dee smiled. They were now sitting face to face on the bed. She ran her black, slender fingers all over Laura's naked breasts, cupping and kneading them, letting Laura's thick coral nipples protrude between the gaps. "Rub them against mine," she said in a soft, hushed voice, clotted with sexual excitement. "It really excites me."] I guess we have this in common too. I so love brushing, slapping our titties and just grabbing my woman to me and crushing our tits together as we bury our tongues down each other's throats. I so adore feeling our nipples digging into each other's tits and the way our tits mash and slide against each other especially if we have gotten all heated up and our sweat really makes them slippery as we squirm and clutch each other. This is so true. You start off sensual but the fire burning in your mashing tits and that heaven on Earth feeling you get nibbling lips and twining tongues quickly leads to this [Dee Dee's nipples were taut and erect, swollen from the pressure of the rope coils, and Laura's were soft and silky. The sensations caused by them rubbing together sent fiery currents of lust through both of their bodies. Laura, who began by kissing Dee Dee in a very sensitive way, was now stabbing her tongue down the girl's throat, and Dee Dee was pushing back equally, sucking Laura's lips, her breathing harsh and rough.] I love using my long tongue on a new lover and watching her eyes bulge as I ram all the way down her throat. They so quickly swoon and I usually get to watch their eyes roll to the back of their head before their eyelids flutter closed. I so love the mewling vibrating against my tongue as it explores the back of their mouth and throat. I love getting my tongue as deep as possible before I curl it and drag it along the roof of their mouth and then down the back of their teeth and through their lips. That is pretty clear to follow me with your tongue into my mouth (I will repeat if necessary until they get the message) where I then immediately latch onto her tongue with my lips and super suck as I give it head. I have made women squeal like stuck pigs when I hit them the first time with this little trick. I must admit with some preening.

Dee Dee is ready to have her nipples supper sucked but Laura knows to handcuff her first and Dee Dee responds like I do when it is time to handcuff or tie my wrists up ["Yes!" Dee Dee gasped, stretching out obediently with her hands up close to one side of the mahogany headboard.] I am burning for it. Make me your whore. Laura is taunting Dee Dee with barbs of being a "little pervert" but I like how Laura's aggressive lovers know how to always one up her, mention another woman ["Just fuck me and shut up, Laura," Dee Dee panted back to her. "Ruta just fucks me. She doesn't psychoanalyze me at the

same time." "Sorry." The mere mention of Ruta was enough to make Laura see red. She became instantly shot through with jealousy again. She caressed Dee Dee's shackled, wildly desirable naked body, running her pale fingers across the girl's sleek coal-black skin everywhere. "God, I love your body . . . and your skin. It's so smooth and dark."] With Joann its her height and with Stacy I make snide comments about my muscle symmetry being so much better than hers and with Dodie I tell her ass is getting big (which isn't) but they just go ballistic when I do and then they punish me the way only they can. I so love being treated like a worthless whore by them as they take my body the rough way they love when we play this game. If Maria is with me she likes to whimper and suffer the same punishment even if she is being quiet. She likes being the helpless innocent victim drawn in against her will though for a sweet woman she can dish the dirt when she wants too. About the only time you see Maria act haughty and superior is when she taunting one of the doms in our life so we get punished with much whipping, slapping, handcuffs, dildos, fisting, etc., I think we get the picture.

It is always nice to juxtapose taunts with some nice whimpering when in sub mode [Dee Dee softened a little. "If you love it so much, I wish you'd get busy doing what it needs. I told you . . . my nipples ache. They want to be sucked. Hard."] A dom must deliver when requested I do believe. You now give us the wonderful picture of Dee Dee's trussed up tits all bulging and blood engorged with the rope digging in semi roughly. She now gets Dee Dee to open wide for the ball gag she has brought. That is something I still shy away from. With kissing during an orgasm I can always turn my head or pull back it I need

to breathe through my mouth but not with a ball gag. I am afraid I would freak but Dee Dee doesn't have this concern, in fact [Dee Dee's eyes were suddenly streaked by sexual terror and excitement as she saw Laura about to place the ball in her mouth. "Oh god! I'm sorry, Laura, I take back what I said about Ruta. Anything I said. Nobody ever fucked me like you do. That's why I need it tonight."] I have used gags like this on Maria and other subs plus my Joann and Dodie when they like me to lead a rebellion. A lover should give their women what they need if at all possible. Laura is being the divine lover by giving Dee Dee what she wants and needs. I have heard this many times over the years ["Unnmmnngghh!" Dee Dee grunted, her eyes beseeching Laura, but Laura had no idea what she was trying to say other than 'Do it to me before I die of wanting it.'] I know I am doing my job when I hear this need in their occluded breathing.

I love reading how Laura has to work up to get into dom mode. Me I love being a sub but I can instantly switch to dom upon request. I think in some ways I could be a good actress the way I can so quickly and easily get into the roles my women want. Though I am sure before a camera I would become all wooden and stiff with stage fright and trying to figure out how to act natural. The fucking would be no problem but saying lines would be a disaster. I love reading how Laura is slowly allowing herself to enjoy this kinky play. Laura does not delve into this world to much anymore and has to get into the mind set. With her excesses in the past she has to be careful not to go too far. It is like a drug addict or alcoholic. You can't take a sip or a hit. I felt some of this when I started letting my kinkier angels play their games. I was not sure if I was doing the right thing and I had to keep telling myself I was giving my women what they had been craving and I was denying them. Now I have absolutely no problem when they want to play their games. It is a nice change of pace. For me it spices things up with a new variation. It is just something I don't want on a regular basis. I have come to like being tied up like here and other novel ways and feeling the rope digging into my breast and along my twat and having my arms and feet bound to my body or each other. I love thrashing around now and not being able to escape and feeling all that friction and digging in. It burns me up with need. I am slowly learning all the loops and knots I need to do when I return the favor so to speak. I have always believed in totally getting into what I am doing and soon I am so fucking excited and revved up that I am feeling what Laura is feeling here ["How can I want you so much, Dee Dee?" Laura panted out loud, almost not realizing what she was saying or that Dee Dee could hear it, almost thinking—or chanting, gasping—aloud. "Oh god, I want you! I want your body . . . I want every inch of you!"] I so love getting in tune with my lover and we are giving and taking exactly what we need. I so love giving my lover's what they need and crave. I live to make their bodies ripe apart with soul ripping orgasms that just make them scream out in helpless pleasure while their bodies are punished against their restraining and digging rope. You can just see their muscles bulging trying to flex and stretch and they can't. All this resistance just makes your cunt explode with such pleasure it is almost sinful. Hah, to that thought.

I have to agree with Laura that blindfolding a woman is kind of cruel for the giver. What woman doesn't want to see the sublime magic that sparks into a woman eyes as that magic moment arrives. Also, you miss those mystical jolts that only the eyes can show when an arrow of pure pleasure spears her brain from one of her erogenous zones but, alas, you must give your woman what she wants. There will be other times to see the magic and one must give her what she craves and need. Laura can see Dee Dee quaking and shaking with pleasure as the scarf is tied behind her head. When I see that I can't help but smile and feel my belly melt a little knowing that I am giving her what she wants. It is what I live for. Laura goes to put on her double penetrator but sees paradise on earth first [Before grasping it, however, she was momentarily transfixed by the sight of Dee Dee's gorgeous pussy, now completely vulnerable, her sleek black thighs spread to reveal the festering wet red seam, her black cunt lips all swollen and wavy and glistening wet, the ruby inner sleeve simply overflowing with shiny juices. The sweet thick odor itself was enough to make Laura quiver with anticipation.] I am always saddened when other authors never tell me of their women's vaginas while you show how just looking at your woman's passion flower and inhaling its sweet musky scent is simply heaven on earth. I so love looking at my women's vaginas and seeing the perfection that is each woman's vagina. I so love to just look at a woman's vagina in wonder and love. Each woman's pussy is so unique I just thrill to learn all their creases, folds, her clit and all her secrete nerves that make her jump and finally almost die screaming as I make her pussy rupture and her clit become even more rock hard exploding in geysers of coming.

I love how you show Laura dying to bury her face deep in Dee Dee's beautiful cunt and feast deep and hard until it explodes with divine cunt cream but she knows that this is not what Dee Dee is wanting from her at this time. We women always want to give our lovers the bomb and thus do their bidding when it comes time to deliver the goods. I so agree with Laura as she gets into her harness that our cocks last as long as necessary and will deliver the goods with a loving hand guiding her cock deep into the cunt and or asshole of her woman. Oh yeah, I so love the detail of lubing her anal cock on her penetrator and using her lubed fingers to delve between Dee Dee's all universe buns and working that finger into its warm, moist, tight home. I just get that warm belly clinch as my fingers starts pumping in and out of a tight asshole. I so love the tightness and the spasms passing through her asshole. I love the pained gasps that soon turn to moans of pleasure. I so believe in talking to my lover's so I really dig this ["Oh yes . . . what a tight little asshole," Laura murmured, fucking the pinched-shut little aperture slowly and sensually with her finger. "Mmmm, you like that? You like me to fuck your pretty little asshole like this? Hmmm?"] Women love to be talked to and the spoken word just makes your body clench and throb with building need. It is amazing how hearing a woman telling you what she is doing in a most naughty way makes your pussy clench and belly spasm. Sigh, I so love feeling some fingers slowly fucking my asshole especially when she twists them and hooks them just a little. I can just feel my asshole clenching and womb quivering thinking of such pleasure. Cute detail of Dee Dee thrashing her head in reply to Laura's inquires but can't lift it off the mattress so great is her sexual swooning.

Laura continues to talk to dirty like a real lover and all Dee Dee can do is grunt and moan like the divine angel she is. Hearing my woman express her pleasure just focuses and energizes me. I love double penetration as I have made clear but the wonder of the "pronger" as I like to call the double penetrator is having both holes penetrated at the same time. With normal dildos one woman works her cock in and gets your fuck hole all loosened and lubricated then you pause while your other woman mounts you with her cock and you feel that thrilling sensation of feeling your other fuck hole being penetrated especially if it is your asshole. Oh yeah, I am clenching thinking of my sphincter being muscled open and feeling that cock head pushing threw and that little jump of cock punching up your clenching asshole. Then I am just swooning feeling my love holes stretched open and my belly filled with cocks. Then I am soon having cocks viciously ripped deep into my quiver and spasming belly. I so love that stuffed feeling. That is

great but feeling both holes being penetrated at once and in perfect sync is a feeling that every woman should have the privilege to experience. I love the pleasure that immediately radiates out from my cunt as my asshole is sending out sparks of pain and pleasure until pure pleasure with some pain from my asshole is radiating out of my holes filling me with rolling waves of fucking clenching pleasure. I love feeling my asshole burning until my sphincter is loosened and pliable for nice hard deep fucking. I think this captures that wonderful moment of having those cocks slide home [Dee Dee's sleek flesh tensed and quivered. "Ummnggheenneee!" a sharp, clotted whimper came from deep in her chest.]

Laura continues to love filth talk to Dee Dee while mourning not being able to see her eyes. I would feel this too but if my woman wants it she will get exactly what her soul desires. I have learned why this is the bomb [With the double-pronged dildo still embedded deep in Dee Dee's body, Laura leaned forward and forcibly squeezed the hard, swollen balls of Dee Dee's small breasts with her free hand, watching Dee Dee's protruding, black, shiny nipples flare and puff up, the centers erect and rubbery. She lashed them with her tongue passionately, moving from one breast to the other, then back again, also pinching them with her fingers after her tongue had stabbed them.] Your body does come alive when it is being throttled like this. I am so happy I am now doing this light bondage play now. I love seeing my big tits all trussed up and being squeezed and feeling the rope digging in as I thrash around and the ropes around my torso digging in and maybe squeezing my twat. Sometimes Dodie ties us up with our legs and

arms tied together behind our back and she just whips us around while she love abuses us before she fucks us real, real good. I really like this next part ["Unnmmngghgh!" Dee Dee groaned again, even arching her back a little, though she was so shackled and pinned down by Laura's groin that she could barely move, but arching her back a little to push her strangled breasts up into Laura's face.] You are really the only author who shows a woman's body instinctively seeking more pleasure. Other authors mention this like once and that is it. You go so much further by showing us in vivid detail that helpless striving for pleasuring. I so love looking down on the woman I am slamming my cock into and seeing her arching her back, feeling her throwing her pelvis up into mine to get maximum penetration and seeing those tremors and judders that rack her body at random intervals. I just love watching it all build until her eyes get that flare deep inside that tells me that divine instant when her womb is shattering deep in her belly and in a split second screams, jackknifes and flips will be tearing her body apart with fucking bliss.

One of the wonderful things about your writing is how you describe the entire flow of your lovemaking. Other authors just basically reach the finishing move in a boring linear fashion where you show the flow of lovemaking and how it bends, melds and morphs with each lovemaking to make lovemaking so special. Here we see Laura starting with slow sensual strokes of her cock. I so love to start my fucks out nice and slow like this. Let them feel every inch and each feature of my cock I so love the delirium a slow sensual fuck gives one [But when she eased the two shafts back up into Dee Dee's body, she could hear the girl moan deep in her chest and feel her flesh quiver in the grasp of completely uncontrollable spasms that shook her straining body from head to toe. The handcuffs clattered and scraped against the wooden bed post as Dee Dee flexed and moaned.] I just thrum and my love holes ache with pleasure as those cocks slide in and out over and over again. Slow sensual fucks are just so dreamy. Like the handcuffs clanking. I love to jerk my wrists and twist them around. I don't bind some bruising and burns. I just love thrashing around so much a little stuff like this is totally worth it. Another thing I do with my lovers is to lie motionless on my woman while we are kissing and pressing our tits into each other for a while and then I'll snap my hips hard, once, driving my cock deep into cunt sleeve which makes my women squeal with surprised delight. I will then kiss and caress and suddenly snap another thrust hard and deep into their body. I love spearing them when they can't be sure when I will again and then

starting up another round of sensual fucking. As you show, varying ones lovemaking is what makes it so special.

As I have made clear I love slam fucking but starting out nice and slow and sensual makes the ending slam fuck so fucking great. Recently, when Shari and Cindy came over for the weekend we introduced them to our double penetrators. We have several models and their eyes just bugged out. We knew they would go bonkers for them because we had already done dp and tp with them. I am just swooning her remembering Cindy's eyes as I slide my double penetrator into her tight fuck holes. She just has the biggest beautiful eyes that are so black you can just fall into them in deep love. Her eyes just opened as wide as possible and she stared deep into my eyes as my cocks slide into the hilt. I so loved feeling her asshole resisting and then letting my lower cock into its new love home. She just trembled from head to toe and she took this deep inhaling breath and she lifted her head an inch and just stared deep into my eyes as her faced strained with pain and pleasure and her lower lip trembled like a little girl going to heaven. She held her breath until I was completely buried and then just keened and grabbed my face and roughly brought it done to hers and we just rammed our tongues deep in each others mouths. We fucked like this for ten minutes before we started building. She just wrapped me in her arms and gripped my pelvis and legs with her thighs and legs as I started slam fucking her for all I was worth. She was bouncing off the mattress and squealing like a stuck pig all the while throwing her pelvis into my lunging thrusts. I was totally skewering her. I could just feel our love flowing through my cocks as she came

with at least four scalding spasms of screaming bliss. She just clutched me in her warm cocoon of love as she spasmed up into my down pressing belly. I so love feeling our bellies heaving and squirming during an earth shattering orgasm. I so loved the soft keening and tears of love and joy she wept as she came down to the heavenly aftershocks. We just looked deep into each others eyes before we closed them to mate our mouths once more and deeply tongued fucked our mouths with my cocks still buried deep in her belly and asshole sharing our love for each other. She and Shari are going to be regular

lovers for us let me tell you.

Geez, you now show another thing about great lovemaking. I call it adding little squirts to the lovemaking. You are loving your woman pleasuring her of course but you need to add little squirts at the right time to really zing her with bolts of intensified pleasure to get her all crazy. Like here [Without another thought, Laura again lowered her mouth to one of Dee Dee's popping, pointing nipples and nearly swallowed it, sucking it so deeply into her mouth that she felt Dee Dee's body leap and heard her yelp and whinny into the ball gag. On the other hand, it was what she had wanted. She wanted it rough, and Laura by now without really intending to was unable to control the urgency of her own lust. She sucked Dee Dee's thick, wet nipple with a feverish gluttony, then moved to the other bulging black bulb, still wet with her own warm spittle from moments ago, and sucked it just as hard and long.] I feel this "zinging" is so important to great lovemaking. This is something that women just do instinctively with other women and that men as a rule have to learn. I so love the hitches this produces and or short shocked screams or deep animalistic groans of deep pleasure. I love never knowing what my loving is going to produce, only reveling in what I do produce. I live to give pleasure. I really work to bring my women to the point that Laura brings Dee Dee to here because I know they are approaching the precipice of bliss [Dee Dee went wild. From squirming and moaning she quickly went to violent writhing and keening under Laura, her knees jackknifing, her pelvis churning frantically now, almost coaxing Laura to fuck her, to fuck her harder and faster with the Double Penetrator while continuing to savage her imprisoned breasts and devour her throbbing, aching nipples. And Laura could simply not do everything at once.

"Mnngggg! Ungghh. Mnngggg!" Dee Dee grunted almost hysterically into the gag, her body flipping and surging off the mattress, her breath chuffing loudly as she sucked air into her nose, the only way she could now breathe.] When I get my woman to this state then I know I can add a few more squirts or direct hard fucking and she will soon be erupting in crushing scalding spasms of bliss that will have her flipping and jackknifing in my arms or across my bed all the while making animalistic moans and screams of the purest joy and happiness that can exist on this world. A woman in orgasmic bliss.

Laura now adds her squirts to finish off Dee Dee by simply trying to inhale Dee Dee's rope bulging nipples with deep hard love sucks with frantic tongue swipes while love squeezing and mauling with her hands while her pelvis is generating short rapid rabbit strokes into her lover. Love the rapid friction and just feeling our groins bumping and grinding as we thrust into each other. Sigh, what a way to be pushed over the edge. Must make sure I get this basic scenario soon. Dee Dee has reached the precipice I so love reaching and then falling over [Miraculously, as often happened, there was a startling lull, a calm before the storm, for a few micro-seconds after this, as if Dee Dee were gathering all her strength for a true cataclysm. She seemed to enter, and Laura along with her, into a very brief instant of suspended animation, not breathing, not snuffling or whimpering, just very still and poised. And then, just as quickly, she was howling and flipping and convulsing through what Laura took to be a horrific and excruciating series of crushing orgasmic spasms. "Mmmmnngggghhnneeeee!" Dee Dee wailed, her head tossing violently from side to side and her pelvis jumping spastically into the air, pushing up into

Laura's sharp little jabs, her cunt and ass skewered on the hard dildo poles, shuddering and straining as she came in fierce jolts. Mmmmnngggghhnneeeee! Nngghaauunnggmm!"] I do get blindsided by orgasms often but usually I can feel that straining and it just builds and builds as I tighten my thighs and muscles in my lower belly and then I just feel the tension building and building for a few split seconds and then my womb just completely shatters and erupts with scalding spasms that simply blind me with so much fucking bliss that I just scream out my unbridled joy as my body pummels me with gut and pussy wrenching spasms of bliss that I wish could continue for eternity. I just love digging my ass into the bed and then slamming up into my lover in missionary position and grinding my pelvis and belly into hers as my pussy tears itself inside out with scalding pleasure. I sometimes just have to bit into their shoulder gently as I weep tears of purest joy as I feel my face just scrunch up and my eyes roll to the back of my head as grunt into her shoulder as I come exultantly. Sure am glad I'm a lesbian so I get to experience this nearly every time I fuck my angels as much as I can.

Even though Laura herself is not coming she is still in heaven as she watches Dee Dee absolutely get crushed by four or five wrenching, scalding spasm of purest bliss. In fact it is so strong that it crushes Dee Dee and by the last spasms she has been turned into a boneless body of jelly as she quivers and mewls through the last spasms. Now that is class A-1 orgasm let me tell you. I so love feeling a sweat slicked body during the come down to sweet post coital time. Squirming our bodies together as we slide against each others sweat. We keep our love nest warm to help induce nice heavy sweating. We love it. I so love reading them locked together in each others arms while Laura's still hard cocks are buried deep in Dee Dee's belly. I love to come down with my holes filled with hard cock as my holes gently relax around them. I love feeling them deep in my body as I come down. I smiled as Laura unfastens the ball gag and their nipples brush and dig a little and Laura feels the fires of love igniting in her breast and pussy. I love how you are always having your women actually express themselves unlike other authors. They have their women make love in silence which would absolutely kill me. You give me [Quivering with need herself, she looked down at their naked breasts touching, their nipples brushing together, kissing. "Oh god, honey, I love your body!" she could not help gasping.] Yes, I need to hear these words form my lover and I love giving it.

Had a big goofy smile on my face reading this [Dee Dee seemed groggy after her shattering climax, her eyes still glassy, her mouth slack, her expression dazed. But she managed a wan smile. "Please untie me first," she croaked softly. "First?" "Before you rub your pretty pink pussy all over my tummy."] I am really liking this girl more and more. Of course Laura will have a shattering orgasm on Dee Dee's hard stomach because life doesn't get much better than feeling a hot slimy cunt rubbing hard into your stomach making it all slavered and running with cunt juice. I love feeling her clit digging into my stomach and feeling all her wet heat as I help grind her hips down as I throw my stomach up and help her slide back and forth roughly. I love the gagging and eye rolls and teetering this causes. We often have to pause to let her swoon pass and let her get her balance back before we setup our rocking grinding rhythm again. I love it when a woman grabs the sheets or since I have big full tits my angel sometimes roughly digs her fingers into my tits and I can feel her fingers spasm and dig in with each stabbing pulse of purest pleasure as she uses them as an anchor to pump against me until she just screams and screams as she mashes and jams her exploding flooding cunt into my stomach over and over again as I feel her scalding love liquid slosh out and bathing my stomach. I so love helping guiding my lover's spent body on mine and letting our bellies get glued together for a time in her cooling love juices as we twine our tongues in love.

They now share that love coo banter I so love sharing in post coital time. A time to share happiness and mirth with your lover in that most relaxed and soul sharing of times. They tease each other with Dee Dee mock complaining about her treatment and Laura teasing back by acting alarmed. This mirth so binds lovers. Laura gently kisses and kneads Dee Dee's breasts she has just released from their bindings. It is time to leave the kink behind. Laura's breast ministrations has revived Dee Dee. Now Dee Dee makes her needs known [Dee Dee, almost completely revived by now, wrestled Laura playfully onto her back. "My turn. How about letting me kiss your beautiful white titties for a while?" "I don't think I could refuse you anything," Laura said solemnly, looking up into her eyes.] Love how you so subtly show their deepening connection and love. I am so happy to have characters who are so different and the same that Laura can just remark on this to herself just like we do with our real life lovers. This is something all humans do and it is so nice to read. Of course the incest angle really excites me but I know it will never happen. Sara is caring enough maybe to share if Dee Dee continues to heal but I think Dee Dee is just too competitive and jealous for this to happen. The sex would scald the womb though let me tell you. I would die reading of the intense soul satisfying sex they would share between them. It would even help Sara and Dee Dee draw closer if they could both come in with totally open hearts. The love they would be sharing would not be the kind that is so hard on some sisters when they are sharing that soul mate kind of love and having to fight society, church and family. This would be just sharing great sex with a woman you have known your whole life and knows you so well. I can just close my eyes and see Sara and Dee Dee in a 69 with Dee Dee on top pumping her tongue hard and deep into Sara's splayed out pussy and Sara's wide spread thighs just quivering with building need. Sara would have a firm grip on Dee Dee's wonder ass cheeks and her head an inch or two off the mattress as she suctions Dee Dee's clit rapidly and hard between her lips while tongue batting on the inward hard love sucks. Then sensing they are about to come they would both mash their faces in hard and deep in their sister's exploding cunts lapping down the bolts of love come while the excess smears their cheeks and trickles down their throats. Laura would just be sitting beside them love cooing and stroking their bucking and trembling flesh. Then Dee Dee would turn around and they would bury their tongues deep into each other's mouths as they realize that are now to become lovers together with Laura as the third side of their equilateral triangle. Oh well, a girl can dream can't she.

I so love giving pleasure but I am so happy when it is my turn to lie back like Laura here [She lay back and let Dee Dee have the run of her supine naked body. She was very horny, her pussy sopping wet and inflamed, and of course Dee Dee's silky, deeply black skin, always a sharp sexual turn-on for her, aroused her even more as the girl's graceful black hands crawled over her pale flesh, and Dee Dee's small dangling breasts brushed her belly, then her breasts when she leaned up to kiss Laura's mouth.] I love lying back and totally relaxing and spreading my thighs in open invitation. Come and fuck me hard and long. I so love that detail of Laura feeling Dee Dee's tits on her body as she moves up to stroke and then kiss Laura. My belly always clenches when I feel a woman's tits dragging and or pressing into my belly. I love feeling your nipples scraping my soft belly and feeling the weight of your tits, especially if bigger and maybe just mashing them into my belly and squirming around. It can never be wrong to make smoky eye contact and breathe sweet dirty talk. I so love to be talked to like ["Mmmm, I'm gonna suck you like you suck me," Dee Dee murmured, moving down again and smiling up at Laura while she bunched up Laura's small breasts in her slender black fingers, making Laura's thick coral nipples swell and flare.] My tits are too big to bunch up like this but you can press them together and really dig your fingers in and love maul them and bunch them, twist and heft up to kiss their underneath side. I just melt like a complete slut when you focus on my tits like this. Tits no matter their size can be squeezed hard and made to swell your nipples out for tongue lashing and feasting.

They love coo and you show Laura being filled with need and becoming aggressive in trying to satisfy the fires that are raging hotter and hotter deep in her tingling womb. I often get like this [Sometimes all the dilly dallying could just drive Laura crazy. She grabbed Dee Dee and pulled her down against her own body so that she could feel all their hot flesh glued together everywhere. Dee Dee's naked breasts mashed into hers, and Laura caught her mouth and kissed her almost savagely.] I loved to be talked to but sometimes I must lead us where I need going. I so love kissing fiercely as we pull our bodies tight in twining arms and legs while our bellies and tits are mashing and grinding. I can kiss like this for long, long minutes. Please ram your tongue down my throat when we are in the body clench of love. Laura knows exactly what she needs ["Suck my nipples and fuck me with your hand . . ." Laura panted into her open mouth, stabbing her tongue nearly down Dee Dee's throat.] They love coo some more while Dee Dee gets ready to deliver. Sigh, the sweet details. Like Laura's eyes rolling in the back of her head as she feels Dee Dee's fingers slide down her belly and through her crotch hairs. I get just like this where I can just feel my belly and thighs getting those micro tremors of anticipation. Just getting there can be so fucking intense and beautiful as Laura so knows.

It is such a true observation that one can make love in so many ways but the way you are doing currently is always the best [She could feel Dee Dee's fingers slide into her buttery pussy, and the sensations simply made her melt with desire. There were a thousand things they could do, but this was the only thing she wanted right now. She wanted this feeling to go on, never to stop, and wanted Dee Dee to fuck her this way, face to face at first, then sucking her nipples until she exploded, which she was certain was just seconds away.] Sigh, so dreamy seeing Dee Dee's fingers disappear in Laura's twat and knowing the tightness and wet heat Dee Dee is feeling now. My belly simply melts with desire and I just lie back and totally relax getting my belly and womb ready for some hard, deep, serious knuckle ramming finger fucking. Here too I love to start the fuck slow and sensuous and increase the heat until she is ramming me hard and fast and my cunt simply geysers with explosions of cunt ripping heavenly bliss. I had to smile softly at the description of Dee Dee still being a relative lesbian newbie but she is an experienced lover and knows how to get into the flow and put her all into it with love, focus and dedication. These qualities always bring on the best results. I really like this part because it so describes me. Outside of the bedroom I have very good control but inside it I go crazy like [Laura was wildly writhing and squirming in the rumpled sheets, even pulling them loose in two places from the corners of the mattress, her hands scrabbling over Dee Dee's silky black flesh and clutching her spastically while Dee Dee jabbed her fingers up into Laura's frothing pussy with increasing speed and force.] I will wreck your bed or sofa in my wild throes and I will scream, curse and yell. I will give you my all both giving and receiving. I give myself over totally to my pleasure and it shows in my actions. Women simply love my unbridled enthusiasm and the way I give myself so completely to them.

I have always loved to dig my heals into the mattress and lift my twat off the mattress. When being eaten out I will sometimes lift myself up and my woman must raise herself up to her elbows and devour my cunt. I so love the tension in my belly and thighs as she just consumes my raw wet cunt meat. Laura does it here [She dug her heels into the mattress and pushed her pelvis up into Dee Dee's thrusting hand, gyrating her hips, shimmying them frantically, feeling hot arrows of piercing pleasure streak through her body each time Dee Dee's increasing rough fingers penetrated her flooding quim.] When I raise my twat up like this I can really feel your fingers pounding into my twat. I just feel each in thrust as your knuckles or webbing of your fingers mashes my mound on the in stroke. The whole friction and each jolt just merge and flow into pure fucking pleasure. Now Dee Dee adds just the right squirt to set Laura on fire [And now Dee Dee, after making her wait an unconscionably long time, began to suck her nipples, not sweetly or sensually, but hungrily, passionately, just the way Laura needed it.] Can it get any better than having one main erogenous zone pleasured when suddenly the other one is love assaulted and suddenly filled with flooding pleasure. This is always the guaranteed result ["Oh god . . . yessssss!" she hissed, feeling her body nearly boil over, feeling her breasts throb and pulse inside with sexual pleasure. "Oh god yes . . . harder! Unhh! Yes! Unhhh!"] I love doing this to my lovers and hearing them react to my ministrations. I love to racket up the heat along the way and each racket makes my

woman do the above and in the infinite ways that lovemaking produces. I live to hear my women responding thus to loving ministrations.

I have always enjoyed it when you talk of the singing bed springs and how the woman doing the loving is grunting softly doing her loving work [The bed springs creaked loudly as their bodies surged and roiled in the scrunched up sheets, Laura whimpering and gasping with desperate urgency, Dee Dee panting and grunting softly too as she brought Laura quickly to the pinnacle with rapid thrusting and fervent sucking. She was working one of Laura's nipples in her mouth into a frenzy of pain-pleasure, sucking and pinching it hard with her tongue, ringing it with her teeth.] I so love how you show the dance of love reaching its crescendo. Dee Dee is now swallowed up in her loving efforts and is now pounding her fingers in deep and fast for all she is worth while trying to inhale Laura's nipples down her throat. I know I get all energized when I am trying to push my woman over the edge. I so love pounding my fingers into her squinchy trench and hearing all those watery sounds of sodden love and sucking and squeezing her

tits as hard as she loves it and biting and raking it that turns her on. It does for Laura and she coaches Dee Dee on how to give it to her and Dee Dee delivers [Even though she knew it was coming, she was shocked by the force of the wrenching spasms that hit her. She could feel her clenching womb suddenly shudder in a deep seizure of sharp jolts. "Unngghh! Ohnnmmggniieeeee!" she suddenly yelped, then cried out. Her body flipped and jerked off the bed, her thighs uncontrollably clamping Dee Dee's thrusting hand, her flesh quivering with flames as each pulverizing stroke hit her. "Auungghhh! Oh!

Auunngghhh!"] I so love giving that final squirt of sexual pleasure and taking my woman over the edge and just watching the most beautiful show on earth; a woman being absolutely ripped apart by her exploding womb and cunt. Sigh. I will never tire of this and want as many episodes as I can get.

I am happy to find one author who gives me the phase of coming down into sweet post coital time. Not only do you give it to me, you give it to me in divine prose that makes my pussy all warm runny and makes my nipples tingle and burn [In this way she slowly came down from the more acute spasms of her climax until only the long, feathery aftershocks remained, striking her without warning again, making her whole body quiver. Finally, even they diminished and disappeared. She could feel Dee Dee extricating her wet fingers from her pussy, and her eyelids fluttered open to see Dee Dee lovingly kissing the nipple she had just bitten at Laura's request.] I so love this time of gentle stroking, pulling your lover closely to your body to share your sweat and body heat and that heavenly, languid kissing. I can just feel our love flow and coil around our coiled limbs and tongues. I so love to just pepper your face with small love kisses and just look on your beautiful face as I kiss it before I make hard, smoky eye contact as I slowly bring our mouths together and press tight so we can languidly French kiss our romantic love. I can just feel my belly melt with our deep thrusting, coiling tongues.

It is so neat to read how their great loving is making Laura see Dee Dee in a new light [Laura felt very affectionate toward her, more affection than she usually felt. She pulled Dee Dee down to her and kissed her enthusiastically, running her hands all over Dee Dee's naked body, especially down to her miracle ass, which she had not been able to concentrate on until now. She squeezed the hard, high, round moons suggestively.] Lesbian loving is so honest and pure that it can't help but bring women together in deepening understanding and love. I sure hope she finds lots of women to love in Ann Arbor. They banter some and Dee Dee can't resist a dig at Sara and of course Laura rises to her archangels defense but she says something wonderful to Dee Dee ["I'll thank you kindly to leave your sister out of this," she purred. "She's a special person to me . . . but you're special too." Dee Dee was pleasantly surprised to hear this. "Do you mean that?" she asked, pulling her face back, querying Laura earnestly.] I know Dee Dee's heart must have gone bumpbetee, bumpbetee in her chest. I so love this warming between these former semi adversaries. I like how you show what they are doing as they wait for their strength to come back for round two of intense fucking. They get back to the bedroom and again Dee Dee simply can't resist her darker self and baits Laura about Sara's butt not being tight like hers and Laura finally wants to know what the problem is. Dee Dee finally confesses ["I don't hate her at all," Dee Dee said, gulping down one glass of wine. "I love her. Probably even more than you love her. I just get mad at her for being Miss Perfect all the time, and having somebody sweet and hot like you to . . . I don't know, just gush all over her and be mooning around over her all the time. Nobody ever did that for me."] Dee Dee wants someone to love her for herself like Laura does Sara. I sure hope she finds her. Now that Dee Dee is overcoming her past poor decisions she deserves the rich happiness that only another woman can bring into her life. A woman to be your archangel and anchor. Hopefully, Dee Dee will find her and she will be like me and they will both be cherishing each other but knowing they need other angels to be complete.

I am simply stunned reading this next part. So damn perfect in its mood and atmosphere. You simply capture the essence of lesbian lovemaking [All this talk, plus the wine, plus watching Dee Dee's naked body as she sat in the armchair talking and moving while Laura sat on the edge of the bed, Dee Dee's sleek, flawless black skin glowing with a rich, soft sheen in the dim light, reawakened Laura's lust for her in only seconds. Dee Dee had already emptied her wine glass, and Laura's had only about a inch left in the bottom. Rather than risk spilling it, she too gulped it down, then set her glass aside and scooted back on the bed, patting it with her palm. "Come to Mama," she purred, eyelids heavy. "I'm not finished with you yet."] Other authors only know how to show that initial coming together of lovers with all the excitement, nervousness and wonder of new lovers. They tell us while you show us and thus, they are not even in the same league as you. But another thing that makes you so superior is your ability to show lovers making love after that first bloom. You are able to show lovers who already know each other and their bodies and are totally comfortable with each other. You show two women at ease with each other sipping drinks in the nude. Of course this is sexual but you show how with lovers with a history this is really just two women who know each other and are very comfortable with each other. They feel no shame and just love being nude with each other. Other authors don't know how to show this friendliness of lovers and openness we have with each other. And still, though at first there is nothing sexual in there easy conversation and lounging you are still in the presence of your loving angel and soon your body forgets all about being a buddy and you simply feel the igniting of the fires as you are once more besotted with the beauty that is your women. I have so often felt this switch being turned on and feeling my body flooding with heat and want for a woman I was just a moment ago been lounging with. The fires just suddenly leap from my womb and my cunt is suddenly flooding again and my forehead gets all sweaty and I get tunnel vision and I know soon my face will be buried deep in her cunt or asshole or fingers plunging deep or maybe one of my cocks. All I know is she will once more be mine and I so Fucking Love It.

Laura starts off this round of lovemaking with some nice back worship. Dee Dee does have a masterpiece of an ass and her back is simply divine. Of course all men and a lot of women would die to love it. I love how Laura simply loves her women's back like I have learned from Laura to great affect I might add [And yet, as Laura felt the girl's smooth warm skin slide under her palms and her firm flesh give under her fingers, Laura thought that almost anything would be worth it for this. She rubbed and then squeezed the resilient flesh between Dee Dee's neck and gleaming black shoulders before leaning forward to kiss the seductive shadows formed by the wings of her shoulder blades when she squirmed a little. Dee Dee smiled drowsily and looked back at Laura over one shoulder.] I so love to rub and knead all your muscles. I love to rub, trace and massage all the ridges of your spine and your shoulder blades and the tracings of your ribs. As usual you make this so dreamy. I just gnash my teeth a little that this is Laura and not me massaging Dee Dee's back. It should be ME!!! Speaking of getting dreamy [Still stroking Dee Dee's marvelous flesh, Laura kissed her way down the shallow groove of her spine, which deepened as she reached the firm high black moons of Dee Dee's miracle ass. "It was all just a ruse so I could get you on your stomach," Laura breathed, her lips now having reached the top of the crease between Dee Dee's ass cheeks. "I had to have your beautiful ass."] I so love worshipping your back and thighs because paradise lies between. I am simply a glutton for having your ass with my tongue and fingers. When I give all my regular lovers a backrub they know what my reward is. They know to shake and shimmy their ass for me. It makes me all cross-eyed and makes me drool. Some have the trick of bouncing their pelvis off the mattress to make their ass cheeks get that Jell-O affect. That just makes me whimper with need.

I'm a complete slut so I love this behavior and totally encourage this with all my lovers and try to teach the shy ones [Dee Dee smiled again and scrunched her knees up a little on the mattress, which had the effect of raising her peerless ass even closer to Laura's face. "It's all yours, you nasty thing," she panted softly.] Go for it and give me your body like I give you mine. Offer me your asshole and I will simply devour it and make you die from coming. I love hearing my woman giving her body totally to me and showing me, offering her body to me completely. I nearly swoon with love. Oh Yeah, I love reading of Laura running her fingers all over Dee Dee's ass and then starting to kiss it with increasing hunger. This is the response I get too ["Yes! Ohhhhh . . . Laura . . . yesssss . . . do it everywhere . . . it feels so good!"] While I don't need your encouragement because I am going to fuck you with my all anyway it sure makes my heart soar and pussy sing. I need for you to talk to me. To tell me how good I am making you feel and let me just hear your raw, unfiltered pleasure. Let the heavens know of the pleasure coursing through your veins. Oh yeah, this is ass worship. I love to kiss and nip with growing hunger while spreading your cheeks wide to start loving your secret crease that almost everyone else misses. FUCK YEAH, I love this next part [Dee Dee looked over her shoulder again, her dark eyes now glassy and streaked with fire. Laura was already licking great swaths up and down the insides of Dee Dee's warm, dark asscrack, tickling the girl's little anus with the tip of her tongue as she passed it on the way up and again on the way down.] This is a trick I have developed too and every woman I have used it on has reacted like Dee Dee ["Oh shit!" Dee Dee gasped, suddenly shaking, overcome by an unexpectedly sharp tremor of pleasure. "What are you doing to me?"] I love doing something and having my woman totally be shocked by the newness. I just grin goofily at them over their ass and ask "Do you like?" Of course they do! They immediately get to pushing their ass back for more deep crease licking and anus teasing. I sometimes add big slurping noises as I fully lick and press my cheeks deep up and down that nice warm crease. I so love doing this and then slowly increasing the force of my licks before starting to zero in on the warm tight asshole my tongue will soon be fucking hard and as deep as I can.

I so love it when I make my woman do something that shows me she is being overwhelmed with the pleasure I'm giving her ["Unnnnnggg . . . unnggghhh!" Dee Dee groaned, turning her face into the sheet, clenching her incredibly firm round buttocks.] I love it when she buries face in the bed or clamps onto her arm and gets that bulging eye look as her body overwhelms her with pleasure. This is how I like to move in on a tender asshole [The next time the tip of her tongue passed Dee Dee's small, pinched-closed rectum, Laura pulled her buns apart forcibly with the fingers of both hands and wriggled her tongue quickly into it.] I think of it as moving in for the love kill. I so love working my tongue into a tight sphincter and working it open till my tongue slides into her tight warm rectum. I so love to get my tongue deep in her asshole feeling that sphincter clamping on my tongue at my lips and then working my tongue in and out feeling that wonderful sphincter clamping my tongue. I love to get my tongue as deep as possible and wiggle as much as I can. It just makes my women squeal. I love feeling a woman's ass cheeks on my cheeks as my face is buried in her ass to get my tongue as deep as possible up her rectum. I will rabbit fuck just to feel her ass pressing and bumping up against my mouth as I fuck her good. This is what I live for [More important was the feeling of Dee Dee's warm orifice pinching her tongue and the sound of Dee Dee's crazed whimpering that accompanied her hungry tongue thrusts.] I can fuck your asshole for long, long minutes just humming with pleasure.

Now you show yet again how when you make love you do multiple things. Other authors almost never show this. They only now how to focus on limited parts of lovemaking and never marry the parts into the glorious whole like here [Also, Laura was thrilled by the thick, heavy odor of Dee Dee's festering pussy, gaping and inflamed and shiny red inside, only inches below where her mouth was now busily employed. She slid one hand down the round moon of one of Dee Dee's cheeks to the buttery, oozing slit and pushed her fingers right up into it.] This is such a natural in this position and yet I can guarantee you that other authors wouldn't show this. What woman can resist burying her fingers in a hot, frothing pussy just begging for hard frigging while you're dinning on tender asshole? I love feeling that heat pressing in tight on my probing and pumping fingers. Cute detail of Dee Dee crying out she is about to come and Laura takes her tongue out of Dee Dee's sweet asshole long enough to tell her she had better not. I always want the sex to go on forever especially when I am dinning on tender cunt meat or asshole. This is what I always want to produce in my women ["Oh yes . . .oh yes . . ." Dee Dee gasped, writhing and twisting under Laura's loving assault, looking back, swirling her phenomenal ass up into Laura's face and hands. "Oh yes . . . do it! Do it to me, Laura, do it, yes! Ungghhh!"'] I need to hear you pleading to me to fuck you to heaven. Laura can't but help giving into Dee Dee's pleads for sweet orgasmic relief and delivers [Again, Laura pulled open Dee Dee's gleaming black buns, so hard and round that it took extra effort with your fingers just to get them apart and expose the sweet dark crease between them. Again she plunged her tongue as deeply as it would go into Dee Dee's tight rectum, stabbing it, tongue-fucking it passionately, while with her other hand she fucked Dee Dee's slippery warm pussy. It took only a few seconds of this before Dee Dee began to come in swift, shrieking torrents, her body straining and shuddering as hard shocks hit her one after another. "Ummngghh! Ohnnggg!" she grunted, still lifting her quivering ass up into Laura's face, her knees digging into the sheet, gouging deep into the mattress. "Ohnnnn! Anngghaaiieeeee! Unmmmmgggnnhhh! Auungghhhhh!"] I love all sex but having a woman coming hard on your tongue buried deep in her asshole and feeling each jolt spasming her sphincter tight on your tongue is nigh onto heaven. It only gets better feeling her juices flooding out of her cunt over your fingers pumping into her spasming cunt and feeling those juices slavering your hand and dripping off. I so love loving both holes and being rewarded so. I am just happy to find one author who understands this completely and is able to express lovemaking in such a beautiful and exhilarating way.

I so love reading of Dee Dee having an orgasm the equal of the first one and, thus, I know her pussy has been absolutely destroyed with ecstasy. That is such a beautiful picture of Laura just gently resting her face on Dee Dee's divine ass and resting after her hard labors. Love the detail of Laura gently twisting her fingers in Dee Dee's still after shocking pussy. Laura gets to feel all that squishy heat and feel her juices running down her hand and Dee Dee gets extra little jolts from Laura's gentle ministrations. I smiled great big when Dee Dee asks Laura not to move and Laura says she "wouldn't dream of it". Sigh, such sweet post coital time. I love to kiss a rump when resting my face on one like this but Laura senses the dynamics require her to stay motionless and just bask in her and Dee Dee's divine love. I feel like this too after a great fuck [She knew they would continue to screw throughout the night, ultimately wearing each other out with hungry, desperate lust, but nothing would exceed in beauty this one transitory moment, with her cheek pressed to Dee Dee's splendid bottom and her fingers still lovingly embedded in the girl's sweet body.] When making love make it as great as possible in the now and then bask in it. I am glad Laura got to [Finally, Laura could not resist kissing the warm, round moons again, though this time she did it tenderly, not aggressively or sexually. Just a few well-placed, loving smooches. "You have the most gorgeous ass in creation," she breathed, fingering the firm, resilient flesh.] One can never get enough of a girl's rump.

Geez, Dee Dee being Dee Dee makes another snide comment about Sara's ass but she does get contrite when Laura gets a little exasperated with her. I then grinned when Dee Dee asks Laura again to mount her stomach for some good pussy rubbing. While we don't get to read it I know it happened and I am so happy. Lucky Dee Dee. I will take any time with you if that is all I can get but I so prefer this [She did not know how they survived. By morning neither one could lift a finger. Their bodies were weak from exhaustion, their last orgasms long and excruciating, their recoveries sweet and permeated by tender lassitude.] Fucking until my flesh is completely spent. I love that last orgasm that just absolutely tears my pussy apart with great rending spasms of scalding bliss that just makes me scream myself hoarse. Dee Dee is marveling over their intense fucking but Laura senses that ["It's more than fucking," she whispered back, kissing Dee Dee's pretty black nose.] They are truly becoming angels to each

other. Of course Dee Dee is touched and I love seeing the tears in her eyes. Such sweet pure emotion. I love the ending [At the door they kissed, slowly, lingeringly. "It was wonderful," Dee Dee said softly. "I'm glad we had it." "Don't forget me?" Laura said. Dee Dee smiled wanly, ruefully, and shook her head. "Never. Maybe you can come visit." Laura smiled. "Maybe."] A girl can dream.

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