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Subject: {ASSM} woman to woman
Date: Sat, 24 Jun 2000 11:10:09 -0400
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MAN TO WOMAN
Big JOAN and little Ann sat at the airport at dusk drinking their Irish
coffees, listening to the stereo in Anns big old Cadillac. Feeling alittle high
and a lot horny. Plenty of room. Chatting, disccussing how delicious dinner at
Stewart Andersons' had been. Both had no room left for dessert. All the way
over from the restaurant, Ann drove the car while Joan rested her hand on Ann's
thigh, or tweaked her nipple, or rubbed her shoulders. Ann was succumbing to
this loving touch and asked "are you sure the airport is the right place to
go?"
"Its the lovers lane in this town. It'll have to do til next week, then we'll
get another hotel room Honey" cooed Joan in a soft sexy voice. Ann gulped and
could only wonder what was in store for her. They finished their drinks and
decided that was enough of that. They watched planes take off. Saw a few other
cars approach on the dead end street and park for plenty of furious necking.
"COme on Ann, I wanna kiss you." Purred Joan. And Ann leaned over towards Joan.
Their mouths met with little baby kisses and escalated to achingly desperate
open mouth kisses, tongues exploring and rubbing together.
Part 2
Joans hand went to Ann's crotch, feeling her up through the fabric of her
pants. They were very tender and secure. "I wanna get on top of you," whispered
Ann. So she moved over in the dark car positioning herself over Joans body and
big breasts that Ann was dying for. Anns pants and panties had slipped a
little. So Joan ripped them down and they fell to the car floor in a heap. With
both strong arms she held Ann up and slipped her thigh between Anns legs,
forcing her pussy and clit to make skin to skin contact. Ann got very excited
and started rubbing against that tender thigh. "Way to go Baby, way to go, make
yourself feel good hun. Make yourself feel good.", directed Joan. "Right
here?", cried Ann, in that baby talk that sometimes came out when she felt the
love. "Yes Ann, right here and right now."
Anns arms were trapped and she couldnt get free --didnt want to, and it excited
her . She could see what Joan wanted her to do. It was forceful, and it turned
her on even more. Joan reached around and played with Ann's pussy from behind,
getting all wet, and placed it on the outside of the little womans rectum. She
soon cried out. She went inside a bit, and Ann, what with the her clit and
Joans thigh rubbing together, and the penetration felt a little orgasm. She
rested her head on Joans shoulder. She hugged Ann so tight. Put her hand around
Joans neck an caught her breath. Joans lovely hair softly covered her arm.
Then Joan went back to feeling and handling Ann's pussy. Ann licked and nipped
on Joans ear. Then they kissed again, something like animal passion drove them.
And soon, Joan felt a rising tide. Ann had slipped her hand inside the waiste
band of her jeans and found her cllit. She couldnt hold back. Natural feelings
pulled her along, and a flood of love juices came with a huge orgasm. Moaning
and crying loudly, both women were momentarily satisfied.
Ann recovered enough to push up Joans flowered blouse. It was a very soft
material.
With no bra to remove, Ann easily took one breast in each hand and rubbed the
nipples til they were hard and standing up. "May I suck them?" Joan gave her
permission.
Ann slowly sucked, chewed, and flicked each nipple. Joan appeared to love it,
wasnt over sensitive there. She put her hand around Ann's head for support.
The two of them sat like this for awhile. Joan layed her head back on the head
rest, and suckled her lover, who apparently had never had this treat before, a
womans breasts............
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