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Date: Tue, 23 Sep 2003 16:10:10 -0400
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DISCLAIMER:
This is a work of adult fiction, and is not intended for minors, any 
persons likely to be offended by explicit erotic content, or for 
distribution in any area where possession may violate laws or community 
standards.  

The author retains copyright in this work; you are hereby granted 
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The author loves feedback, criticism and even hate mail, but not 
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Take out the potted meat before e-mailing, else yr mail will spoil.

The author wishes to once again gratefully acknowledge the contributions
made to this story by its editor, a. Not to mention the initial
inspiration.

Story codes: FF rom

Something New

by Meme Misspelt

Carol heard the front door bang open, then close, heard murmured 
endearments to their cat. A few moments later came the crinkly thud of 
groceries being dropped on the kitchen counter, and then Mia appeared in 
the door of the cramped little office where Carol did most of her work. 
Mia looked more composed than someone who'd just gotten off the commuter 
rail had any right to.

"Hi," she said. "How's my favorite pornographer doing?"

Carol scowled at the computer screen, not bothering to conceal her 
irritation. "Lousy."

Mia moved to stand behind her. She rested her fingertips on Carol's 
shoulders and kneaded her tenseness with strong thumbs. "What's the 
matter?"

Carol gasped a little at her girlfriend's touch. "Oh, that's lovely. 
Mmm." She shrugged. "I'm just stuck is all. Frustrated. You are _so_ 
good at that."

Mia leaned over with her mouth close to Carol's ear. Her hair tickled 
Carol's neck and she shivered. "Poor baby," Mia purred. "Working so 
hard."

Carol felt her face redden, and Mia must have felt her stiffen a 
fraction.

"I'm not being sarcastic," she said. "I'm not saying I don't, but you 
do, you work really hard." Her fingers kept moving on Carol's sore 
muscles.

Carol shrugged again. "I'm working hard on smutty trash," she said 
derisively.

"I like smutty trash." Mia's moist breath in her ear made Carol shudder. 
"What are you stuck on? Can I help?"

"It's just, I feel like I'm writing the same scenes over and over 
again." Carol reached her hands behind the chair and grabbed her 
partner's thighs. "I feel like you and I can fuck a million times and 
it's always exciting, it's never exactly the same. But when I write 
about it I get stuck in the vocabulary." She skimmed over what she'd 
been writing. "Kiss, lick, nibble, nip, lap, flick, bite, suck. There's 
only so many words for each thing, and only so many things people can do 
with each other."

Mia dropped a series of little kisses trailing from just behind Carol's 
earlobe toward the nape of her neck. "So bring in a Doberman," she 
mumbled.

Carol sighed, a strange mixture of mingled fading exasperation and 
growing excitement. "That's just what I don't want to do. I feel like 
that's the easy way out, to increase the novelty by making it more 
perverse. Once you start with that, where do you stop? I want to write 
about people who are comfortable together and who love each other. But I 
don't want it to be cookie-cutter."

Mia was working seriously on Carol's neck with her lips and the barest 
brushes of her tongue tip.

"You're making it really heard to concentrate on being exasperated," 
Carol said with almost the last of her petulance. She writhed in the 
chair.

"You have the most sensitive neck I've ever seen. It's amazing. I love 
it."

"I just wish there was something new. One new sex act nobody ever 
thought of or wrote about."

"_I_ just wish you'd go lie down so I could kiss your neck properly." 
Mia slid her hands down under Carol's arms and tugged impatiently. "Up, 
up."

Carol let herself be guided into the bedroom. Mia pulled Carol's blouse 
off and dropped it carelessly to the floor. She pulled Carol into a 
tight embrace, kissing along her jawline while she deftly unhooked her 
bra. She yanked Carol's skirt and panties down. Gently but firmly she 
pushed Carol face-down onto the unmade bed.

She made tiny little circles around the nape of Carol's neck with her 
tongue, and dragged the damp inside of her lip along her lover's smooth 
skin. Her fingertips skated over Carol's back. They left sensations in 
their wake like tiny electric shocks. She dug her fingers in to massage 
rigid spots for a few seconds, then let them glide on again. Carol 
squirmed and moaned happily. "I didn't even ask you about your day," she 
mumbled guiltily.  

"It was fine," Mia assured her. "Hush and be kissed."

"If you insist." Carol closed her eyes and let herself relax into the 
sensations. She felt a little as if she were floating on dense, dense 
water. 

"World's prettiest neck," Mia murmured into her skin. Carol gasped and 
shuddered. "And most sensitive. So exciting. Wanna see?"

Carol felt something moist against her lips and opened her mouth 
delightedly to accept a finger coated with the taste of her lover's 
pussy.

Mia nibbled Carol's ear as she sucked at her finger.

"You know what I want to do to your neck?" she whispered.

Carol shook her head.

"I want to fuck it," Mia said. "I want to fuck your neck." 

Carol giggled. "You want to what?" She started to turn over.

Mia pushed down hard on her shoulder. "Lie still." Her voice was nearly 
stern.

She pulled away and Carol heard rustling sounds as her partner disrobed. 
Then she felt Mia's knees settling on either side of her head.

The air above Carol's neck felt charged and dangerous, like an open 
field before a sudden summer storm.  Mia rocked from side to side 
slightly, spreading her knees wider, and Carol felt the delicate touch 
of soft wet flesh, like multiple simultaneous kisses. She shivered 
violently and groaned. "You like that?" Mia's voice was husky.

"Yeah," Carol breathed.

Carol felt Mia's fingertips reach between her thighs to pull her lips 
open as much as she could. Mia leaned forward and the delicious pressure 
increased. "Mmm," Mia said. "I like it too. Oh!"

Mia rocked back and forth and slid her pussy over Carol's neck. It felt 
wild and strange and terrifically exciting.

"Touch yourself while I fuck you," Mia instructed.

Carol was happy to comply. She pulled her knees up to raise her ass a 
little so her fingers had better access.

Mia twisted slightly from side to side and from back to front.  "Mmm, 
yeah," she sighed. "The soft little hairs at the back of your neck kinda 
tickle my clit. It feels great."

Carol strummed her hand across her own clitoris.

"Yeah," Mia gasped again. "Are you fucking yourself?"

Carol slid two fingers inside herself, and curled them slightly, 
straining to graze her G-spot with her fingertips. "Yes," she said 
obediently.

"Good girl," Mia said approvingly. "Grind the heel of your hand against 
your clit."

"Yes."

Mia arched back and grabbed Carol's ass cheeks. "I love it when you jerk 
yourself off," she whispered. "It makes me so hot. I love your fucking 
neck, I love fucking your neck."

Their moans mingled with the sounds of rustling bedclothes and the faint 
complaints of the mattress.

"Fuck!" Mia gasped suddenly. "I'm going to come. I'm going to cream all 
over your neck!"  She stopped moving for a second and Carol felt the 
weight on her increase for a second before Mia's body bucked and 
twitched above her. "Oh!" she cried. "Oh, God!"

Mia knelt above her, breathing raggedly. She leaned over to support 
herself against the wall for a few moments as she recovered a little 
from the force of her orgasm.  Carol's fingers kept moving busily.

After a minute or so Mia lay down, half on top of Carol. She started to 
lick up the wetness she'd left on her partner's skin and the touch of 
her partner's tongue sent Carol over the edge. She clasped her knees 
together and clenched her teeth tight. The orgasm rattled her like an 
earthquake. She rode through its rumbles and gasped through the 
aftershocks.

They lay drowsily together afterwards, caressing each other gently. 
Carol turned her head to kiss Mia searchingly. "God," she murmured. "You 
are _so_ inventive."

Mia seemed half-asleep. Her mumbled response didn't quite reach 
language.

Carol was wide awake, her head spinning.  After a while she pulled 
herself free of Mia's embrace. The motion half-roused her girlfriend. 
She made a querulous noise.

Carol kissed her forehead. "Rest," she said tenderly. "I need to go 
write a little more. I got some new inspiration for the scene I was 
stuck on."


-- Meme Misspelt
-- http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/meme_misspelt/www/

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