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Dreams and Awakening - Part Four: The Dream Made Flesh
Christie slowly stepped back. The cool water had
molded the crop-top to her breasts, and her nipples
strained at the fabric. She saw that Melissa's
T-shirt was equally wet, the breasts jutting out, and
dark nipples at attention.
They both reached for their tops. Christie pulled
hers over her head, dropped it to the floor, and her
globes bounced free. She rubbed them with the palms
of her hands, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the
feeling, the cool air making her nipples stiff and
acutely sensitive.
Melissa peeled of her shirt and dropped it on the
bench. She looked down at her darker-hued tits, and
twirled the large nipples with her thumb and
forefinger of each hand. She made a low sighing
sound.
Christie moved her hands to her hips, and quickly
skinned the briefs down her legs, kicked them aside,
and stood up. Her vulva was wet and red from sexual
effort. She kept her eye on Melissa as her neighbor
swiftly pulled down her shorts and nudged them aside
with her shapely feet. Melissa's pussy had a matted
moist thatch of dark hair over the lips, which were
slightly parted and speckled with moisture.
They stood there, nude before each other, awaiting the
next move with anticipatory pleasure. Christie took a
moment to drink in the sight of this beautiful woman
standing there, with wet skin and perfect breasts, and
deeply sniffed the air. She smelled the tangy scent
of sweaty exercise, and the deeper musk odor of sexual
heat. It nearly made her swoon.
Melissa looked her blonde neighbor up and down, from
the tips of her toes to the breath-catching joining of
pelvis and thigh, up to the pert, supple breasts, and
the sweet, sweet face.
Melissa tilted her head, and said, "Sweetheart, I'm
going to fuck you until you cry."
Christie slipped her finger down to her vagina, slid
it between the folds and collected a film of juice on
it. She reached out and slowly wiped it on Melissa's
upper lip. She said, "And I will fuck you until you
beg for my tender mercy."
Melissa grabbed the hand and sucked the moist finger
into her mouth, getting every drop of juice. She
dropped the hand and moved towards Christie. She
grabbed the blonde's upper arms tightly and marched
her backwards until Christie's back was against the
wall.
Christie allowed herself to be pushed back until she
felt the rough surface of the wallboard against her
back. Then she had no time to think because Melissa's
mouth was on hers, hard and wet, tongue insistent and
probing. Melissa's leg was sliding upward to her
crotch, rubbing her pussy. Their breasts were
squeezed together, pebbly nipples meeting. Melissa's
thigh kept pushing upward, and her juices were leaking
around it. Christie started to moan with arousal and
need.
Christie moved her legs behind Melissa's. She pushed
with her hands and Melissa went over backwards onto
the mat with a cry. Christie followed her down, and
snaked her hand between Melissa's open legs and felt
two fingers plunge into the vagina. Melissa arched
her back and whooped with erotic delight. Christie
worked her hand in and out, and Melissa gushed.
Christie found she could work a third finger in.
Melissa's hips started heaving, and she rolled her
head from side to side, eyes shut tight.
Christie saw what was happening, and she wondered if
she could do it. She folded her four fingers and
thumb together and started to push. Melissa's eyes
snapped open and she saw between her legs when
Christie made the final shove and her fist was deep
inside her pussy.
"OH DEAR GOD!" she howled. "OH, GOD!" She screamed
her orgasm, and her vagina contracted in strong waves
around Christie's hand, liquid pouring out, her hips
bouncing strongly on the mat. She felt the tears run
down her cheeks as the bliss radiated out from her
pelvis in peaks and troughs.
Melissa moved backwards and Christie's hand, slick
with fluid, popped out. Christie watched with a
smile, her own breath fast and deep.
Melissa looked at her. She panted, "You got lucky....oh,
you got lucky. Just wait...wait."
Christie waited. After a few minutes they got to
their feet. Melissa seemed to get her second wind.
They started to circle each other. Melissa feinted to
the right, then moved quickly left. It got Christie
unaware, and Melissa grabbed her and threw her down.
Melissa dropped down and sat on Christie's stomach.
She reached out with her hands and placed them on
Christie's breasts. She bent forward. Christie
reached up and placed the palms of her hands on
Melissa's tits. Melissa leaned with her weight, her
hands pressing, squeezing the flesh, as she felt her
own fleshy globes flatten.
Christie grunted. The pressure on her breasts was
higher than anything she had felt before. It shot
waves of pleasure and pain through her body. She
worked her fingers, digging into Melissa's tits.
Melissa suddenly removed her hands from Christie's
chest, and knocked Christie's hands from their own
target. She moved down and her tits pancaked against
Christie's, the nipples poking the tender flesh.
Melissa moved her lips down to Christie's ear, and
hissed, "You ain't gonna believe what happens next,
babycakes."
Melissa stood up quickly. Before Christie could rise,
Melissa turned around, bent down and grabbed
Christie's legs. Christie felt her legs go up in the
air until Melissa could work her strong arms around
Christie's middle. Then she was bodily lifted up,
until she was upside down, her crotch right at
Melissa's face, and her upside down head staring at
the pussy she had ravaged with her fist moments
before.
How the hell did this happen? Before she could ponder
the physics of the matter, she was startled by the
sheer thrill of bliss that worked through her.
Melissa was licking her pussy, great wet licks, up and
down the slit, the tip of the tongue finding the hard
little clitoris.
Upside down, Christie started to moan. Melissa knew
how to give head in any position. She felt her body
start to twitch as Melissa's tongue worked into her
vagina, her mouth open and swallowing the copious flow
that issued from the hot opening.
Christie felt the orgasm approaching, like a wave
starting to break on shore. A large wave.
"Ahhh---uhhhhh--Oh, you bitch, you bitch, you bitch,
you sweet, sweet bitch! Suck meeee!"
Melissa obliged. Her tongue concentrated on
Christie's stiff clit, stroking the wet pearl. She
felt her Christie stiffen, and then her hips moved,
and Christie bellowed her climax, waves of wanton
pleasure coursing through her upside down body.
Melissa bent her legs and let Christie's head gently
to the mat. As she laid her out, she moved backwards
until her cunt was placed softly on Christie's mouth.
Melissa let out a gutteral sigh as she wiped her pussy
against that face.
Christie inhaled the sweet sexual girl scent, and
licked the pussy lazily. Melissa leaned down and
brought her lips down to the mound that the she just
so thoroughly ravished. They maintained a slow
sixty-nine, gentle until the cunt honey began to flow.
The quiet orgasm hit them both at the same time.
Tears leaked from Christie's eyes, as Melissa's fluids
drained into her mouth.
After a few minutes they sat up. They knew it wasn't
over.
They moved forward, legs spread, their hands behind
them, scuttling like crabs. They came into position,
their legs wide open, the labia winking, then backed
up, and circled, still in the crablike motion.
Christie and Melissa moved a little closer together.
They each took a deep breath, pressed their hands
outward, and their pelvises shot forward and slammed
into each other. Again they did this, their swollen
mounds meeting with wet smacks. Their fluids made
little puddles on the vinyl mats.
Ten, fifteen, twenty times their pussies collided.
Melissa and Christie hissed and groaned with pulsating
sensation at each contact.
The next time, they didn't back up. They joined their
pussies together, and grabbed each other around the
back. They worked the wet, reddened vulvas against
each other, still sitting up, legs crossed and twined
around their backs. Their eyes closed as they felt
their clits come into intimate contact, sending
undulations of absolute bliss through their bodies.
Melissa groaned, and pushed Christie down. Christie
tried to get back up, but Melissa quickly pinned her,
hands to shoulders. Melissa spread her legs, and
mounted Christie, her cunt rubbing Christie's.
Christie humped her hips upward, sending her mound
sliding against Melissa's. Melissa leaned forward,
and their tits met, nipples touching, stiffening.
Melissa's mouth opened and she kissed Christie
roughly, stabbing her tongue down. Christie fought,
her tongue poking up, meeting Christie's in a pink,
wet duel.
Their hips started to move faster, the pussies met
with each jerk of the hips, and the liquid was pouring
out their sweet holes ever faster. Harder still they
humped each other, their breathing getting faster.
They found voice, softly at first, then louder,
"...yes...yes...yes...yes..yes.yes..YES! YES!"
It was approaching, like a storm, like the sweeping
beam of the lighthouse that warns against the storm.
Closer, closer, their hearts beating in twain, their
cunts fucking each other. The clits met, and stabbed
at each other with exquisite sensitivity, they fucked
each other with their clits, or it seemed like that.
They each gripped the other's shoulders in viselike
hands, and both screamed, "Oh...Fuck me! Fuck me!
Fuck me!"
They came. They came in great radiant floods of
agonizing joy, the consuming lust being spent in the
pounding flesh and spurting juices. They came until
they could come no more.
They lay there for what seemed like hours, aftershocks
of delight hitting them again and again.
Melissa rolled off Christie and onto her back.
Christie turned so that she could rest in Melissa's
arms. As she lay there, her lips nuzzling Melissa's
cheek, she whispered endearments.
"...bitch...," she said softly.
Melissa stroked her back, and said, with equal
softness, "...cunt...".
"...whore...," Christie whispered.
"...slut...," Melissa breathed.
"I love you."
"I adore you."
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