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WARNING: READ THE ENTIRE INTRO THOROUGHLY BEFORE READING ANY OF
MY STORIES SO THAT YOU WILL NOT BE OFFENDED BY THE MATERIAL.

THIS STORY CONTAINS SOME RELIGIOUS IMAGRY THAT SOME MAY FIND
OFFENSIVE.

This story contains the graphical account of consensual sex
between two women.

I am grateful to those who have shared their experiences with
me to serve as the basis for these stories and I am always
looking for more true experiences from others to write about
(so email me your experiences).  The subject matter I find most
interesting deals with first time experiences, innocence lost,
lactation, reluctance, and tribadism.

In these stories I seek to share what I believe are beautiful,
erotic and enlightening experiences of real women.

If you got wet, I welcome your feedback and encouragement at
wcollege2002@yahoo.com
(wcollege2001 still works but sometimes gets full)

This and future stories will soon appear on my web site
www.geocities.com/wcollege2001

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Angelic Vulva - a Sacred Feast
by Ginny Walker,  2004
wcollege2002@yahoo.com  or  wcollege2001@yahoo.com
F/F Oral


I love eating pussy and I love the incomparable beauty of a
woman's vulva.  A few stand out in my mind - so gorgeous and so
rare that their image is etched into my mind for eternity.  On
one occasion I experienced something that went beyond the realm
of reality.

I met her at a business conference in Atlanta.  She stopped at
my table and was looking over our display.  I felt somehow
drawn to her, and things began to stir within me.  Among the
crowd she stood out above all others, and there seemed to be
subtle brightness coming from her and also surrounding her.
She had long, silken brown hair and the most striking green
eyes I have ever seen.  Looking into them it was as if I were
gazing into to depths of the vast oceans - even through time.
I can't describe it exactly.

There were hundreds of people all around us but all I could
think about was that this moment would be gone in just a few
more seconds.  I saw her glance away and as she began to turn
aside I reached and gently took hold of her wrist.  Somewhat
startled, she turned back towards me and gave me an inquisitive
look.  I briefly looked at the five or six people that stood
immediate to our side, and became so nervous I'm sure she could
feel my handle begin to tremble on her wrist.  I hesitated as
stared blanking into her emerald eyes, as if I were peering
into her very soul.  I had never felt this way before - just
from one look - there was something about the beautiful
creature that was unlike anything I had ever experienced
before.  Sensing this opportunity was about to slip out of my
life forever, I mustered up the courage and shocked myself by
simply stating out loud "I'd like to see you".  Not waiting for
her reaction, I immediately looked towards the ground,
embarrassed beyond belief, wonder what she was thinking about
me - as well as what some of the others within hearing distance
were thinking.  In a heavenly voice I heard her say "I'll be in
room seven seventy-seven at eight o'clock tonight".  My heart
skipped a beat and face felt flushed.  I had let go of her
wrist and after catching my breath I looked up only to find
that this beautiful woman was no where to be seen.  She must
have slipped into the crowd very quickly I thought to myself.

The rest of the afternoon was so bizarre.  It was like I was
floating on my feet.  I was completely distracted - all my
thoughts were of the beauty I had encountered earlier.  Desire
consumed me and anticipation began to well up inside me.  I was
filled with energy and I felt my vagina getting wet in
preparation.  It occurred to me that her face and hair was
really all I recalled - I had no recollection of her body or
even the clothes she was wearing.

Six-thirty finally came and I went up to my room to shower and
get ready.  I dressed in a sex lace bra and panty set and
dabbed a touch of perfume at the rib just below each breast and
also at the crease of my inner thighs.  I felt led to wear an
evening dress instead of a skirt and blouse sensing somehow
that this was to be a more reverent encounter.

I stepped into the elevator and began to ascend to the top
floor.  Though it was only a five floor journey, it seemed to
take me much higher.  I stepped out onto the seventh floor and
was surprised to see how different this floor was from mine.
There was a beautiful garden right off the elevator in a sun
room that appeared to open up to the heavens.  I felt like I
had stepped into paradise.

I walked the grand hall towards her room, reading the room
numbers as I went.  The rooms all had gold plates with the room
number and just below the number was a name - sort of a theme I
suppose.  I approached room 777 and noticed the room name on
the gold plate read "Eden".  I reached to knock, but before my
hand struck the door, it opened and standing before me was the
emerald-eyed beauty.  "I thought I heard the elevator", she
said, as she stepped to the side and motioned me inside.

Before I could say anything she handed me a crystal glass
willed with sparkling liquid.  I took a sip - it tasted like
champagne and honey - strangely different but quite good.
"I'll be right back", the beauty said, as she exited into a
second room of the suite, closing two large double doors behind
her.

I had just finished the glass and it was as if I was becoming
tipsy.  I typically have four or five glasses of wine before
feeling this way, yet there I was feeling sort of high.  I set
the empty glass down on the table and suddenly the double doors
opened.

Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I would behold.
Though I hadn't even noticed her body on the conference floor
earlier in the day, now the sight of it flooded my senses.  She
was dressed in shimmering white satin, looking like a bride
offering herself to her bridegroom.  Though the room light was
subdued and located behind me, she seemed to be radiant, the
white lingerie appearing to glow softly.
Two thin straps draped over her broad shoulders and joined to
two large seamless bra cups.  Her breast were perfect,
stretching the satin cups taut, and spilling over to create a
superb valley between them.  The shape of her nipples was
clearly discernable though the thin satin, and her areolas
appeared to be darker through the white fabric.  I could
discern her last couple of ribs as they extended down to her
flat tummy.  She had an unusual belly button - it was very
small, seemingly too small to have sustained her in the womb.
It looked like a small opening, without the typical twist of
flesh in the middle.  She wore white satin panties that tied on
each hip.  I suspected she kept herself trimmed close as the
fabric of her panties hugged close and flat against her pubic
mound.  She stood with her legs parted a bit and her pubic
mound curved down to a broad flat under slope - something I
find extremely sexy and arousing.  I thought I could see a
slight shadow and figured that must be her hood poking through
a bit.

She motioned for me and I felt myself lifted onto my feet.  She
backed up into the room as I followed.  I came to her and in
silence she called my mouth to hers.  We kissed a long sensual
kiss as a slow pace that seemed to extend time.  She slipped
the straps of my dress off my shoulders and it fell in a puddle
at my feet.  Her lips felt so soft against mine and her mouth
explored my own.  My vagina trembled and coolness covered my
vulva as the room air combined with the liquid that leaked from
my vagina and covered my labia.  As she kissed me, my eyes
opened and I saw her looking back at me.  Her eyes pierced mine
and I felt like she looked into me and somehow now knew me.

Breaking the kiss, she lay herself back onto the bed.  I
followed and brought myself on top of her magnificent body,
felling the slick satin of her lingerie caress my tingling
flesh.  I kissed her and reached for her perfect breasts,
caressing them through the white satin as our mouths meshed
together.  I suddenly felt overcome by lust and I moved down to
devour her breasts with my mouth, longing to feel her turgid
nipple between my lips.  Suddenly she pushed me away saying,
"Not yet".  Her arms were forceful, far stronger than her
slinky frame would lead one to belive.  Puzzled I kneeled
before her outstretched legs waiting for an explanation.

She would guide me, though it would not be with spoken words.
She reached for her left hip and then her right, loosening the
ties of her shimmering panties.  She paused briefly, examining
my expression to see that I understood her direction.  I smiled
a soft smile in acknowledgement.  She pulled the strings of her
panties and lowered the satin flap down draping it on the bed
before her, like she was unwrapping a precious gift for me.

The sight before me was like nothing else I had ever seen and
my entire body tingled as I took in the display before me.  I
was emotionally and spiritually moved as I stared at her
magnificent pussy.  Her vulva  looked like a winged angel
standing guard before her holy of holies.  It was perfectly
detailed as her inner labia formed the divine image, this was
a heavenly sight indeed.  Her roundish clit was barely visible
as an angel's head and the hood was like the hood of a long
flowing robe that covered the angel's head.  The splayed labia
looked like wings which were spread open revealing the glory of
the angel's magnificent breasts.  The robe draped just over the
tops of the wings in front, barely covering the angel's
anointed breasts and just hiding the nipples.  The wings were
held out horizontally away from the angel's torso like
outstretched arms,  as if welcoming me inside this most sacred
place.  I moved closer towards her.

The robe flowed down freely over the back of the wings which
tapered  gradually back into the torso just below the creatures
hips.  The two inner labia  came together to form the angel's
two legs, which were held together as the angel stood tall and
proud.  The darker, outer labia  surrounded the angel and
looked like flames that billowed up and turned into smoke
formed by the thin strip of trimmed  hair on her pubic mound.
The flames burned a hotter, bright red close to the angel and
were cooler to the side,  burning a lighter red then pink as
her labia transitioned to her inner thighs.

I fell before this angel and presented my offering to this
miniature being as  I kissed her feet, which were formed by the
bottom tip of the inner labia.  I reverently and softly drew my
tongue up the length of her angelic body, splaying the angel's
legs and pressing inward as I reached her  outstretched wings.
Accepting my offering, this divine creature finally revealed
her head from beneath the robe.  I opened my  mouth and she
came to me as I felt her head slip between my tongue and upper
lip.  I drew her in more deeply and the emerald-eyed beauty
shuddered in response.  I danced with this angel for many
minutes until the hallowed ground began to quake.  Her hands
grabbed tightly behind my head and pressed my mouth into the
holy place.  The emerald-eyed beauty screamed in  pleasure and
threw her body back and forth as she exploded in passion.

I felt the heat of the flames sear my skin as the fire of the
outer labia grew uncontrollable and began to consume us both.
Seeking to escape the heat I drove my tongue deep  into the
holy place before me.  I slipped into the sacred refuge and
just as the flames nipped at my flesh, liquid poured forth in
abundance from a living well and extinguished the flames and
cooled my burning tongue.  The walls of her holy of holies
quaked around me and then she opened for me and drew me in even
further.  A stream of her forbidden nectar began to flow,
filling my mouth and quenching my thirst.  Its divine sweetness
satisfied my soul completely, as if I would never thirst again.
As the hallowed ground continued to softly rumble around me, I
finally withdrew from her place of refuge.

I looked at the heavenly sight before me.  The remnants of her
flood covered everything, The tiny angel was covered in a
pearlescent liquid that made her shine radiant like a star,
which pooled in a puddle at the angel's feet.  The fire
glistened and though coated in wetness, continued to burn, even
burning a brighter red than before.  I could feel its heat
emanating as it flickered from the undulations of the beauty's
pubic mound.  The wrinkled texture of the angel's relaxed wings
was transformed so they appeared  thicker and glowing red as
the wings extended outward much farther.  They were much
fuller, as if being filled by a glorious wind.

The angel's head now rose high on her shoulders, proudly
exposed from beneath the cover of the hood, revealing a glow in
her face.  She beckoned to my soul to commune with her again.
Instinctively, I closed my eyes and leaning to her, kissed her
with reverence.  I breathed in deeply, her scent tingling my
nostrils and filling my lungs like holy incense.  I felt a
force holding me there - it seemed partly external, like two
hands on my head pressing me into the folds of the angel's
wings - but partly it felt internal like my spirit compelling
my body to an irresistible treasure.

I remained in the safety of this place as the angel began to
move up against me.  She caressed my mouth with her now firm
wings, and her head pressed between my lips.  She slid against
my tongue and then wrapped her legs around my the tip of my
tongue.  It seemed as though she were flapping her wings,
alternating between wrapping them around my tongue and then
moving up and off, over and over again.  She fluttered like
this a while and then finally embraced me tightly in her wings,
drawing my tongue back inside her holy place.  Now fluttering
violently, my tongue slid deeply into her until I reached the
place I had been before.  The hand on my head pulled and pushed
at me such that I was thrust in and out of this place.  The
angels wings came against my tongue and pressed firmly.  Then
she began the flapping and slamming motion like before.  I
pressed forward, keeping my tongue arched against her.  The
angelic head now scraped the length of my tongue and again the
ground began to quake.  There was a loud screaming coming from
the emerald-beauty - undecipherable, as if it were an unknown
ancient language - yet it was pleasing to my ears, like saphhic
music of praise.  Eventually there was a stillness - the angel
lay motionless - the hand on my head was gone.

I lay still for a while, embracing the angel with my lips and
was filled with awe over the sacred communion we both shared.
Still reeling from this supernatural encounter and wishing I
could remain in this paradise for eternity, I slowly descended
back down to earth and finally withdrew my face from holy
place.

I saw the angel with her wings together and her hood pulled
down as if she had completed some great task and were now
sleeping peacefully.  I felt moved - if ever there was a time
to worship, it was certainly now, and before this sacred
creature.  Then it occurred to me, what I had just offered her
was true worship - the giving of myself to her, freely and
completely.  I had laid my sacrifice before her holy alter and
it was pleasing to her so that she received it fully.  I felt a
peace and contentment that I had never known, as the joy of our
blessed communion overwhelmed me, and I surrendered myself to
her, even possession of my very soul.

I lifted my head to look at the emerald-eyed beauty.  Smiling
at me she whispered, "That's twice you brought me to heaven".
Then she pulled on two bows on her bra and peeled the two satin
cups down and offered me her breasts to satisfy my hunger.  I
had pleased her and had accomplished the task set before me,
and she now offered me my reward.

Her nipples looked red as if on fire and appeared to reach
towards me.  I opened my mouth and pressed my lips to the
surrounding cool milky, soft flesh of her abundant breast, and
drew her left nipple into my mouth.  There was an audible
slushing sound as she slipped the full length of four fingers
into my leaking vagina until her thumb pressed under my hood.
I suckled until I was filled, then with a single pinch of my
clit she released the sensual energy that had been building up
for nearly two hours.

Heat like that of an exploding star shot outward from my vagina
and ripped through my body.  The room sparkled and then went
white as if I had been blinded by a magnificent light.  Tears
poured forth from my eyes and trailed down my cheeks, as my
body trembled and quaked.  I felt my cum pour out and then a
coolness at it mixed with air and oozed over my anus.   Slowly
my vision returned as the image of the breast before me came
into focus.  Her nipple glistened from the room light
reflecting off the tears that had dripped onto her areola.  I
licked her turgid nub, savoring the sweet saltiness.  I felt
drained, as if my soul had left my body.  Her fingers gently
caressed the inner walls of my vagina as I lay my head onto her
comforting breast.  Completely fulfilled and content, I drifted
off to sleep in her bosom.


-THE END-

by Ginny Walker, 2004
wcollege2002@yahoo.com  or  wcollege2001@yahoo.com

This and future stories will appear on my web site at
www.geocities.com/wcollege2001
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