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Sam lay in bed listening to the sounds of pots and pans in the kitchen as she recovered from the intensity of her orgasm. Her body was still tingling all over. In her thirty years, she had never experienced anything close to what had just happened. She never knew that sex could be that good. And, what could she say about Sally. Every time she saw her face in her mind, her heart would burn with fire and butterflies would start fluttering in her stomach. She had never felt this way about someone before, even when she had fallen in love with Larry. Then, as she lay and watched it start to snow again, a feeling of dread came over her. She couldn't deny her feelings for Sally after what had happened. However, this was going to add more complications to her already complicated life.
Since there weren't any obvious answers, Sam decided to deal with the issues later. She crawled out of bed and started to put her clothes on. Then, she stopped when she picked up her sweatpants--they needed washing. Unfortunately, she was running out of clean clothes because this was supposed to be a one-day trip. She sighed and then reached over and grabbed the top sheet from the bed, wrapping it around her.
Sally turned around from the stove when she heard Sam come into the kitchen. She smiled when she saw the pretty woman standing just inside the doorway with the sheet wrapped around her. Her hair was messed up and she looked somewhat exhausted but she still looked beautiful. Then, Sally's smile grew wider when she saw Sam open her arms wide with the sheet in her hands, exposing her naked body. She quickly removed the pan from the stove and rushed over and stepped into her embrace. A second later they were kissing passionately.
Sam held the sheet around Sally, wrapping her in a cocoon, their warm naked bodies pressed together. A little chill went through her when she realized that she could still taste her own juice on her lips. Slowly her hands slid down her back as the kiss continued. When she felt Sally's naked buttocks, she grasped them in her hands and squeezed.
Sally started to squirm in her embrace as she felt the fingers moving further downward. She caught her breath and forced herself away from Sam. "Dinner... uh... dinner is going to burn," she stuttered in warning and then kissed Sam's lips quickly and pulled reluctantly away from her to hurry back to the stove.
Sam sighed and sat down at the table, her eyes never leaving the pretty young woman. Several times Sally turned and smiled at her, grabbing the back of her tee shirt as if to try and cover her half bare butt. It wasn't possible.
Sally cooked up some hamburger and added barbecue sauce to make "Sloppy Joe's". She opened a couple cans of vegetables and had a quick meal ready in a few minutes. Then she got a bottle of wine from the refrigerator and poured them each a glass.
The two women ate dinner quietly as they stared at one another. There weren't any words to describe how they felt. There weren't any necessary.
Sam had let the sheet slip carelessly down her back, baring her chest. Every time she looked at Sally, she saw her smiling. It was as if the smile was burned onto her face. She watched her mouth move as she ate and felt a thrill go through her at the thought of where those lips had been just a few minutes ago. At one point, she reached over with her napkin and wiped the corner of Sally's mouth. It was a simple act, but one that said volumes about their quickly developing relationship.
When they were done, Sam grabbed Sally's hand and said, "Leave the dishes. I'll do them later." She led the willing woman into the living room. When she sat down, she opened the sheet and let Sally sit close to her with their naked thighs touching. Then, she put her arm around her shoulder and pulled her close.
They sat and talked for a long time cuddled in the sheet, enjoying the fire and the closeness.
"Thanks for inviting me up here. I think I really needed the time away," Sam said quietly.
"You're not mad at me then for getting you stuck in the middle of nowhere?"
Sam turned her face to her and said, "Of course not. It isn't your fault. Besides, I can't remember the last time I felt so relaxed. Sometimes, we have to be forced to slow down."
Sally smiled and snuggled into Sam's arm.
The closeness of the sexy girl began to excite Sam again. She turned her face to her and kissed her tenderly. Her tongue came out and licked around Sally's lips before slipping into her mouth. Sally moaned and sucked her tongue, drawing her saliva into her own mouth. When their lips parted, they were both breathing heavily.
Under the confines of the sheet, Sam felt Sally's hand on her breast. She returned the favor, cupping and kneading her breast as well. Then Sam dropped her head and worked her lips around Sally's neck until she was licking her ear. Sally shivered and moaned.
"I... I want to do it... to... to you," Sam said, her voice a hoarse whisper. Her heart was thumping in her chest as if she had been running.
"Ohhhhh!!!" Sally moaned at the words. "You don't have to do that," she answered.
"I want to. I want to pleasure you like you did me. Please!"
"Oh God Sam, just hearing you say that has almost made me climax."
"Sit still," Sam instructed and stood up. She pulled the sheet away and knelt at Sally's feet, putting a cushion on the floor for her knees. She wanted to take it slow. "Put your feet on the sofa like you did last night," she whispered and then blushed at her bold order.
"Oh Jesus," Sally moaned and lifted her feet up on the sofa. Her knees automatically spreading as she slid her butt down slightly. She could already feel her lips swelling and becoming wet with juice.
Sam stared between the younger woman's legs. Like last night, she had a perfect view of her sex lips, however, this time she wasn't going to just watch her masturbate; she was going to put her mouth on her sex. Suddenly, her breathing was labored and she could feel chills running up and down her spine. She reached out with her hands and spread her legs wider, forcing her sex lips open slightly. "Oh my," she gasped when she saw the stream of juice beginning to run out of her hole. As her face drew near, she could smell her excitement and that made her own vagina throb. With shaking hands, she reached forward and gently touched the swollen lips, slowly opening them to reveal the pink insides of her cavern. "You're beautiful," she whispered almost to herself. She stared at the smooth outer lips and the fat inner lips, marveling at the intricacy. At the top sat Sally's clit. It was swollen now and had slipped out of the little skin cover. It almost appeared to be throbbing.
"Oh God Sam, what are you doing to me?" Sally said as her excitement grew until it was almost unbearable. She could feel the older woman's eyes burning into her exposed flesh. It had been exciting last night when she let Sam watch her masturbate but this was far more exciting. She knew that in just a minute, she would have a mouth on her sex for the first time ever. While she had dreamed of that since the first time she masturbated at a young age, she never expected to actually have a woman do it to her. She held her breath as Sam's face drew closer. She began to tremble and felt a burning in her chest.
Sam was close enough now to touch Sally's vagina with her tongue. However, instead of licking her, she blew warm air onto her swollen sex. She smiled when she saw Sally squirm and heard her moan. Then, she stuck out her tongue and gently lapped upward, covering most of the inner flesh and spreading her slick cream across her tongue.
"Ohhhhh!!!" Sally moaned and slid her hips lower wanting her tongue desperately. Then her hips lifted from the sofa.
Sam pulled back and smiled at the moaning woman. Suddenly, she could taste Sally in her mouth. Her heart fluttered when she realized how sweet she tasted and her mouth watered. However, she didn't immediately go back for more. Instead, she slid her tongue over her baby smooth outer lips. When she felt no stubble, she wondered briefly how Sally made it so smooth. It was only a fleeting thought as she had more important things to explore. Once she reached the top, she skipped over her clit and lapped down the other fat lip.
"Jesus Sam, please," Sally moaned in frustration as her hands gripped the sofa until her knuckles turned white.
"In a minute sweetie. Be patient. In a minute I'm suck that sweet pussy into my mouth," Sam whispered using words that rarely came out of her mouth. She was enjoying this too much to rush. Again, she opened the young girls sex lips, but this time she sucked one swollen inner lip into her mouth, nibbling it gently with her teeth. Then, switched to the other, holding the flesh in her mouth and lapping it rapidly with her tongue.
Suddenly, Sally couldn't take anymore teasing. Her hands left the sofa and grabbed Sam's hair. She pushed her hips upward and pulled her face into her moist hole. Almost in a reflex action, her legs wrapped around Sam's neck, holding her prisoner.
Instead of fighting it, Sam moaned and stuck out her tongue. The combined movement forced the probing digit as deeply as it could go. The taste, the smell, and the feel of Sally's throbbing sex surrounded her. It was like an aphrodisiac and made her pulse with need.
"Ahhhheeeee!!!" Sally screamed, as the probing tongue pierced the slick walls of her vagina. Suddenly, Sally couldn't get her breath. Desperately sucking air into her lungs, she threw her head back screamed, "Yes, yes, yes, oh God, suck meeeee!!!"
The pressure of Sally's hands on the back of her head and her legs wrapped around her neck forced Sam's mouth to stay buried in the warm flesh. For a second, she almost panicked as both her mouth and nose was covered. However, she lifted up slightly so that she could breath through her nose. Immediately, her mouth was filled with Sally's sticky cream. She swallowed and her mouth filled again.
The room was spinning out of control for Sally. Nothing in her young life had prepared her for the incredible pleasure of Sam's mouth. Her hips began to buck upward as her hands pulled her hair. Deep inside, she started to tremble as waves of electricity shot through her body. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," she groaned. Then, her hips lifted off the sofa and she froze. "Sammmmmmm," she screamed as her body began to convulse in pleasure.
Sam barely heard the scream because of the thighs covering her ears. Her face was almost buried. So tight was the pressure from Sally's thighs that she could barely move her head. She wrenched her face from side to side and used her tongue to work over every inch of her pulsing sex. Even her nose came into play as she gently rubbed it on the swollen nub of her clit. Sally's juice was smeared from one side of her face to the other and from her chin to her forehead. Her face had suddenly become a sticky mess, but she loved it.
As the young woman's gasps for breath lessened, the tension began to drain from her body.
Gradually, the pressure on the back of Sam's head eased. Finally the older woman sat back with a smile on her face. She looked up and saw that Sally's eyes were closed and her arms were lying motionless at her sides. Her thighs were also lying motionless on her shoulders. She was breathing heavily still, but she wasn't otherwise moving. It appeared that she was asleep.
When she didn't respond after a few minutes, Sam lifted her legs and placed them gently on the sofa, studying her face. She suddenly realized that Sally had passed out. Sam felt a moment of fear. However, her regular breathing indicated that she was okay.
Sam left Sally on the sofa and went to the bathroom to clean her face. When she looked in the mirror, she almost gasped; her face was literally covered with sticky juice. Then, a smile came to her face as she used a towel to clean the juice from her cheeks, chin and forehead. She couldn't believe how exciting that had been. Nothing in her conservative life could equal this, she thought.
A few minutes later, when Sam returned to the sofa, she saw that Sally was awake and that she had a dreamy smile on her face. She looked almost as if she had been d**gged. "Let's go to bed," Sam said and reached her hand down to Sally, helping her to her feet. Then, Sam had to grab her as her knees almost buckled. She helped her up the stairs and into bed and then crawled in next to her. They fell asleep in each other's arms. It was only 7 P.M. It had been a very busy and enlightening day for both women.
Sam was reveling in a sensuous dream. Warm hands were gently squeezing her breasts, forcing a moan from her lips. Hands seemed to be coming from all directions, kneading, caressing and pinching her nipples. Slowly her eyes began to open and she realized that it wasn't a dream. A smile came to her lips when she saw Sally's hands covering her breasts.
Sally was snuggled up behind her, pressing her own warm breasts to her back. When the younger woman realized that Sam was awake, she slid her hands off of her breasts and under her arms, wiggling her fingers.
"Sally!" Sam screamed as the fingers tickled her underarms. She squirmed away, flipping over and began to tickle her. A second later they were rollicking on the bed like two adolescent girls. They rolled around and gasped for breath as they giggled. Their gyrations tore the sheets from the corners of the bed. Then somehow, Sam found herself lying on her stomach with Sally sitting on her lower back, facing her feet.
"Now I've got you," Sally laughed as she brought her hand down on Sam's exposed buttock with a loud slap.
"Sally you rat!" Sam screamed. "Let me up!" However, she didn't try very hard to dislodge the relatively light girl.
"No! I think I like the view right here," Sally said and smacked a cheek again. "I think the teacher deserves a little discipline." She delivered another smack and then another. The slap of her bare hand of the soft flesh sounded loud in the otherwise quiet room. They weren't hard slaps, but enough to bring a light pink to Sam's buttocks.
"Sally!" Sam squealed with laughter again. Her buttocks squirmed as if trying to avoid the blows.
Inexplicably, the blows stopped as Sally gazed on the red tinged mounds of flesh, her eyes feasting on the smooth and unblemished skin. Her eyes followed the separation between the cheeks downward until it disappeared between her legs. Slowly, her trembling hands touched the hot flesh and separated the cheeks. A little gasp escaped her lips when she saw the tight little star of her anus. She looked lower and could see just a hint of her pubic hair and the sex lips squeezed between the upper thighs.
As quickly as the laughter started, it stopped as Sally's hands began to caress the now warm flesh. Her fingers squeezed and kneaded her buttocks gently.
"Sally," Sam gasped. This time there was excitement in her voice and her hips began to lift up slightly, beckoning her fingers. A little moan escaped her lips. She felt Sally's hands begin to slide down her cheeks to the backs of her thighs.
They traced a line down her twin thighs and then pulled back up again, her fingernails gently scratching the white flesh, leaving marks in their wake.
When Sally's hands were on her soft cheeks again, she squeezed and then pulled the globes apart. "Ohhhhh!" Sally hissed as she saw the puckered little star of Sam's rear hole again. She held the cheeks apart and stared, her eyes almost burning into the flesh.
The perfectly shaped pink and crinkled little star almost winked at her, beckoning her. Sally slowly bent her head and kissed one cheek and then the other. Her tongue coming out to trace a wet path up and down the soft skin.
"Uh... uh... Sally, what are you doing?" Sam moaned, her hips squirming now.
Sally didn't answer. She pushed her hips back slightly until her buttocks were on Sam's upper back, effectively pinning her to the bed. Then she bent her head and touched the top of her crack with her tongue.
"Sally..." Sam said, her heart suddenly beating hard in her chest. She gasped when she felt Sally's wet sex lips rubbing on her back.
Slowly, Sally moved her tongue down the crack, drawing ever closer to the now pulsing little hole. She held the globes apart, stretching and opening the divide between them, making the little hole pucker.
"No!" Sam protested. However, even as her words were saying no, her body was saying yes. Her hips lifted upward.
When Sally's tongue reached the little hole, she slowly circled it, feeling the wrinkled skin under her tongue. The hole pulsed and then tightened.
"Ohhhhh!!!" Sam groaned. Suddenly she felt lightheaded. Her brain screamed in protest. She wouldn't! she thought when she realized what Sally was preparing to do.
Sally stiffened her tongue and centered it on the opening, holding it there. Then, with gentle pressure, she forced the hole to open, her tongue slowly slipping inside.
"Oh my God!" Sam gasped as she felt Sally's tongue enter her. The total nastiness of the act was beyond anything Sam ever imagined. However, it was also incredibly exciting. The thought of her conservative friends ever finding out what she was letting happen right now was almost too much to bear. Juice began to run like a small river from between the swollen lips of her sex.
Suddenly, Sally's tongue was plunging in and out. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, lubricating the hole. Soon, her head was moving up and down rapidly as if she were "fucking" Sam's ass with her tongue.
At this point, Sam was lost in a sea of sensual delight. Her brain could no longer process anything but what was happening between her legs. She gasped over and over, "Oh God, oh God, oh God." Then, when Sally's finger found her lower hole and pushed inside, she went over the top, screaming and bucking her hips into her still probing tongue.
It was a new and incredibly exciting experience for Sally. She could feel Sam's vagina pulsing on her finger as her little back hole squeezed her tongue. The thin piece of flesh between the two holes inside barely separated tongue and finger. Slowly, Sally's own hips began to move up and down, rubbing her vagina on Sam's neck and smearing her own leaking juice. Suddenly, a little tremor went through her. She felt her swollen lips throb and she began to climax.
Several minutes later, the two women were lying head to toe on the destroyed bed still gasping for breath.
Sam sat up and pulled Sally to her, taking her in her arms. "You're something else," she said with a smile. She leaned over and kissed her gently, leaning her breasts into Sally's larger ones. That turned into a more passionate kiss and then another. Soon they were squirming again.
Finally, Sam pulled away and fell back exhausted on the pillow. "Whew," she sighed and took a deep breath. "I guess we had better get up, huh?" she asked rhetorically.
Sally snuggled into her arm, moaning quietly in protest.
"If we stay in this bed, we may not survive," Sam laughed.
"But, what a way to go," Sally returned as she played gently with one of Sam's still hard nipples.
"What do you want to do today," Sam said, grabbing and holding Sally's hand.
"Let's go skiing again," Sally said, slowly sitting up. "And, I want to build a snowman."
"Okay. Are you hungry?"
Sally just moaned another protest.
"Women cannot live on love alone you know."
"But it would be fun to try," Sally returned with a giggle.
Sam gave the younger woman an indulgent smile. "I'll fix breakfast and you go take another shower."
Sally moaned and reached for Sam's breast again.
"Behave now," Sam gently admonished as she pulled away from Sally and got up.
They ate breakfast and then Sam went to take a shower while Sally cleaned up the dishes.
As Sam was washing herself, a naughty idea came to her. She got out of the shower and found a pair of scissors in the medicine cabinet. They were small but she figured they would do the trick. She stood over the toilet and clipped off as much of her pubic hair as she could. Then she got back into the shower and lathered the remaining hair and carefully removed it with a razor. When she was done, her pubic mound was as smooth as she could get it with a razor.
Sam got out of the shower and dried herself. Then, she looked into the mirror and giggled. Her lower half looked so strange without hair. She ran her finger up and down the crease and felt the now familiar excitement. "Mmmm!" she moaned and briefly thought of masturbating before admonishing herself.
A sigh escaped her lips before she pulled her hand from between her legs. She applied a little baby oil to her tingling lips before slipping on the snowsuit she had brought into the bathroom with her. She smiled as she zipped it up and thought of the sight of Sally's face when she saw that she was naked and shaved under the suit.
Since there weren't any obvious answers, Sam decided to deal with the issues later. She crawled out of bed and started to put her clothes on. Then, she stopped when she picked up her sweatpants--they needed washing. Unfortunately, she was running out of clean clothes because this was supposed to be a one-day trip. She sighed and then reached over and grabbed the top sheet from the bed, wrapping it around her.
Sally turned around from the stove when she heard Sam come into the kitchen. She smiled when she saw the pretty woman standing just inside the doorway with the sheet wrapped around her. Her hair was messed up and she looked somewhat exhausted but she still looked beautiful. Then, Sally's smile grew wider when she saw Sam open her arms wide with the sheet in her hands, exposing her naked body. She quickly removed the pan from the stove and rushed over and stepped into her embrace. A second later they were kissing passionately.
Sam held the sheet around Sally, wrapping her in a cocoon, their warm naked bodies pressed together. A little chill went through her when she realized that she could still taste her own juice on her lips. Slowly her hands slid down her back as the kiss continued. When she felt Sally's naked buttocks, she grasped them in her hands and squeezed.
Sally started to squirm in her embrace as she felt the fingers moving further downward. She caught her breath and forced herself away from Sam. "Dinner... uh... dinner is going to burn," she stuttered in warning and then kissed Sam's lips quickly and pulled reluctantly away from her to hurry back to the stove.
Sam sighed and sat down at the table, her eyes never leaving the pretty young woman. Several times Sally turned and smiled at her, grabbing the back of her tee shirt as if to try and cover her half bare butt. It wasn't possible.
Sally cooked up some hamburger and added barbecue sauce to make "Sloppy Joe's". She opened a couple cans of vegetables and had a quick meal ready in a few minutes. Then she got a bottle of wine from the refrigerator and poured them each a glass.
The two women ate dinner quietly as they stared at one another. There weren't any words to describe how they felt. There weren't any necessary.
Sam had let the sheet slip carelessly down her back, baring her chest. Every time she looked at Sally, she saw her smiling. It was as if the smile was burned onto her face. She watched her mouth move as she ate and felt a thrill go through her at the thought of where those lips had been just a few minutes ago. At one point, she reached over with her napkin and wiped the corner of Sally's mouth. It was a simple act, but one that said volumes about their quickly developing relationship.
When they were done, Sam grabbed Sally's hand and said, "Leave the dishes. I'll do them later." She led the willing woman into the living room. When she sat down, she opened the sheet and let Sally sit close to her with their naked thighs touching. Then, she put her arm around her shoulder and pulled her close.
They sat and talked for a long time cuddled in the sheet, enjoying the fire and the closeness.
"Thanks for inviting me up here. I think I really needed the time away," Sam said quietly.
"You're not mad at me then for getting you stuck in the middle of nowhere?"
Sam turned her face to her and said, "Of course not. It isn't your fault. Besides, I can't remember the last time I felt so relaxed. Sometimes, we have to be forced to slow down."
Sally smiled and snuggled into Sam's arm.
The closeness of the sexy girl began to excite Sam again. She turned her face to her and kissed her tenderly. Her tongue came out and licked around Sally's lips before slipping into her mouth. Sally moaned and sucked her tongue, drawing her saliva into her own mouth. When their lips parted, they were both breathing heavily.
Under the confines of the sheet, Sam felt Sally's hand on her breast. She returned the favor, cupping and kneading her breast as well. Then Sam dropped her head and worked her lips around Sally's neck until she was licking her ear. Sally shivered and moaned.
"I... I want to do it... to... to you," Sam said, her voice a hoarse whisper. Her heart was thumping in her chest as if she had been running.
"Ohhhhh!!!" Sally moaned at the words. "You don't have to do that," she answered.
"I want to. I want to pleasure you like you did me. Please!"
"Oh God Sam, just hearing you say that has almost made me climax."
"Sit still," Sam instructed and stood up. She pulled the sheet away and knelt at Sally's feet, putting a cushion on the floor for her knees. She wanted to take it slow. "Put your feet on the sofa like you did last night," she whispered and then blushed at her bold order.
"Oh Jesus," Sally moaned and lifted her feet up on the sofa. Her knees automatically spreading as she slid her butt down slightly. She could already feel her lips swelling and becoming wet with juice.
Sam stared between the younger woman's legs. Like last night, she had a perfect view of her sex lips, however, this time she wasn't going to just watch her masturbate; she was going to put her mouth on her sex. Suddenly, her breathing was labored and she could feel chills running up and down her spine. She reached out with her hands and spread her legs wider, forcing her sex lips open slightly. "Oh my," she gasped when she saw the stream of juice beginning to run out of her hole. As her face drew near, she could smell her excitement and that made her own vagina throb. With shaking hands, she reached forward and gently touched the swollen lips, slowly opening them to reveal the pink insides of her cavern. "You're beautiful," she whispered almost to herself. She stared at the smooth outer lips and the fat inner lips, marveling at the intricacy. At the top sat Sally's clit. It was swollen now and had slipped out of the little skin cover. It almost appeared to be throbbing.
"Oh God Sam, what are you doing to me?" Sally said as her excitement grew until it was almost unbearable. She could feel the older woman's eyes burning into her exposed flesh. It had been exciting last night when she let Sam watch her masturbate but this was far more exciting. She knew that in just a minute, she would have a mouth on her sex for the first time ever. While she had dreamed of that since the first time she masturbated at a young age, she never expected to actually have a woman do it to her. She held her breath as Sam's face drew closer. She began to tremble and felt a burning in her chest.
Sam was close enough now to touch Sally's vagina with her tongue. However, instead of licking her, she blew warm air onto her swollen sex. She smiled when she saw Sally squirm and heard her moan. Then, she stuck out her tongue and gently lapped upward, covering most of the inner flesh and spreading her slick cream across her tongue.
"Ohhhhh!!!" Sally moaned and slid her hips lower wanting her tongue desperately. Then her hips lifted from the sofa.
Sam pulled back and smiled at the moaning woman. Suddenly, she could taste Sally in her mouth. Her heart fluttered when she realized how sweet she tasted and her mouth watered. However, she didn't immediately go back for more. Instead, she slid her tongue over her baby smooth outer lips. When she felt no stubble, she wondered briefly how Sally made it so smooth. It was only a fleeting thought as she had more important things to explore. Once she reached the top, she skipped over her clit and lapped down the other fat lip.
"Jesus Sam, please," Sally moaned in frustration as her hands gripped the sofa until her knuckles turned white.
"In a minute sweetie. Be patient. In a minute I'm suck that sweet pussy into my mouth," Sam whispered using words that rarely came out of her mouth. She was enjoying this too much to rush. Again, she opened the young girls sex lips, but this time she sucked one swollen inner lip into her mouth, nibbling it gently with her teeth. Then, switched to the other, holding the flesh in her mouth and lapping it rapidly with her tongue.
Suddenly, Sally couldn't take anymore teasing. Her hands left the sofa and grabbed Sam's hair. She pushed her hips upward and pulled her face into her moist hole. Almost in a reflex action, her legs wrapped around Sam's neck, holding her prisoner.
Instead of fighting it, Sam moaned and stuck out her tongue. The combined movement forced the probing digit as deeply as it could go. The taste, the smell, and the feel of Sally's throbbing sex surrounded her. It was like an aphrodisiac and made her pulse with need.
"Ahhhheeeee!!!" Sally screamed, as the probing tongue pierced the slick walls of her vagina. Suddenly, Sally couldn't get her breath. Desperately sucking air into her lungs, she threw her head back screamed, "Yes, yes, yes, oh God, suck meeeee!!!"
The pressure of Sally's hands on the back of her head and her legs wrapped around her neck forced Sam's mouth to stay buried in the warm flesh. For a second, she almost panicked as both her mouth and nose was covered. However, she lifted up slightly so that she could breath through her nose. Immediately, her mouth was filled with Sally's sticky cream. She swallowed and her mouth filled again.
The room was spinning out of control for Sally. Nothing in her young life had prepared her for the incredible pleasure of Sam's mouth. Her hips began to buck upward as her hands pulled her hair. Deep inside, she started to tremble as waves of electricity shot through her body. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," she groaned. Then, her hips lifted off the sofa and she froze. "Sammmmmmm," she screamed as her body began to convulse in pleasure.
Sam barely heard the scream because of the thighs covering her ears. Her face was almost buried. So tight was the pressure from Sally's thighs that she could barely move her head. She wrenched her face from side to side and used her tongue to work over every inch of her pulsing sex. Even her nose came into play as she gently rubbed it on the swollen nub of her clit. Sally's juice was smeared from one side of her face to the other and from her chin to her forehead. Her face had suddenly become a sticky mess, but she loved it.
As the young woman's gasps for breath lessened, the tension began to drain from her body.
Gradually, the pressure on the back of Sam's head eased. Finally the older woman sat back with a smile on her face. She looked up and saw that Sally's eyes were closed and her arms were lying motionless at her sides. Her thighs were also lying motionless on her shoulders. She was breathing heavily still, but she wasn't otherwise moving. It appeared that she was asleep.
When she didn't respond after a few minutes, Sam lifted her legs and placed them gently on the sofa, studying her face. She suddenly realized that Sally had passed out. Sam felt a moment of fear. However, her regular breathing indicated that she was okay.
Sam left Sally on the sofa and went to the bathroom to clean her face. When she looked in the mirror, she almost gasped; her face was literally covered with sticky juice. Then, a smile came to her face as she used a towel to clean the juice from her cheeks, chin and forehead. She couldn't believe how exciting that had been. Nothing in her conservative life could equal this, she thought.
A few minutes later, when Sam returned to the sofa, she saw that Sally was awake and that she had a dreamy smile on her face. She looked almost as if she had been d**gged. "Let's go to bed," Sam said and reached her hand down to Sally, helping her to her feet. Then, Sam had to grab her as her knees almost buckled. She helped her up the stairs and into bed and then crawled in next to her. They fell asleep in each other's arms. It was only 7 P.M. It had been a very busy and enlightening day for both women.
Sam was reveling in a sensuous dream. Warm hands were gently squeezing her breasts, forcing a moan from her lips. Hands seemed to be coming from all directions, kneading, caressing and pinching her nipples. Slowly her eyes began to open and she realized that it wasn't a dream. A smile came to her lips when she saw Sally's hands covering her breasts.
Sally was snuggled up behind her, pressing her own warm breasts to her back. When the younger woman realized that Sam was awake, she slid her hands off of her breasts and under her arms, wiggling her fingers.
"Sally!" Sam screamed as the fingers tickled her underarms. She squirmed away, flipping over and began to tickle her. A second later they were rollicking on the bed like two adolescent girls. They rolled around and gasped for breath as they giggled. Their gyrations tore the sheets from the corners of the bed. Then somehow, Sam found herself lying on her stomach with Sally sitting on her lower back, facing her feet.
"Now I've got you," Sally laughed as she brought her hand down on Sam's exposed buttock with a loud slap.
"Sally you rat!" Sam screamed. "Let me up!" However, she didn't try very hard to dislodge the relatively light girl.
"No! I think I like the view right here," Sally said and smacked a cheek again. "I think the teacher deserves a little discipline." She delivered another smack and then another. The slap of her bare hand of the soft flesh sounded loud in the otherwise quiet room. They weren't hard slaps, but enough to bring a light pink to Sam's buttocks.
"Sally!" Sam squealed with laughter again. Her buttocks squirmed as if trying to avoid the blows.
Inexplicably, the blows stopped as Sally gazed on the red tinged mounds of flesh, her eyes feasting on the smooth and unblemished skin. Her eyes followed the separation between the cheeks downward until it disappeared between her legs. Slowly, her trembling hands touched the hot flesh and separated the cheeks. A little gasp escaped her lips when she saw the tight little star of her anus. She looked lower and could see just a hint of her pubic hair and the sex lips squeezed between the upper thighs.
As quickly as the laughter started, it stopped as Sally's hands began to caress the now warm flesh. Her fingers squeezed and kneaded her buttocks gently.
"Sally," Sam gasped. This time there was excitement in her voice and her hips began to lift up slightly, beckoning her fingers. A little moan escaped her lips. She felt Sally's hands begin to slide down her cheeks to the backs of her thighs.
They traced a line down her twin thighs and then pulled back up again, her fingernails gently scratching the white flesh, leaving marks in their wake.
When Sally's hands were on her soft cheeks again, she squeezed and then pulled the globes apart. "Ohhhhh!" Sally hissed as she saw the puckered little star of Sam's rear hole again. She held the cheeks apart and stared, her eyes almost burning into the flesh.
The perfectly shaped pink and crinkled little star almost winked at her, beckoning her. Sally slowly bent her head and kissed one cheek and then the other. Her tongue coming out to trace a wet path up and down the soft skin.
"Uh... uh... Sally, what are you doing?" Sam moaned, her hips squirming now.
Sally didn't answer. She pushed her hips back slightly until her buttocks were on Sam's upper back, effectively pinning her to the bed. Then she bent her head and touched the top of her crack with her tongue.
"Sally..." Sam said, her heart suddenly beating hard in her chest. She gasped when she felt Sally's wet sex lips rubbing on her back.
Slowly, Sally moved her tongue down the crack, drawing ever closer to the now pulsing little hole. She held the globes apart, stretching and opening the divide between them, making the little hole pucker.
"No!" Sam protested. However, even as her words were saying no, her body was saying yes. Her hips lifted upward.
When Sally's tongue reached the little hole, she slowly circled it, feeling the wrinkled skin under her tongue. The hole pulsed and then tightened.
"Ohhhhh!!!" Sam groaned. Suddenly she felt lightheaded. Her brain screamed in protest. She wouldn't! she thought when she realized what Sally was preparing to do.
Sally stiffened her tongue and centered it on the opening, holding it there. Then, with gentle pressure, she forced the hole to open, her tongue slowly slipping inside.
"Oh my God!" Sam gasped as she felt Sally's tongue enter her. The total nastiness of the act was beyond anything Sam ever imagined. However, it was also incredibly exciting. The thought of her conservative friends ever finding out what she was letting happen right now was almost too much to bear. Juice began to run like a small river from between the swollen lips of her sex.
Suddenly, Sally's tongue was plunging in and out. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, lubricating the hole. Soon, her head was moving up and down rapidly as if she were "fucking" Sam's ass with her tongue.
At this point, Sam was lost in a sea of sensual delight. Her brain could no longer process anything but what was happening between her legs. She gasped over and over, "Oh God, oh God, oh God." Then, when Sally's finger found her lower hole and pushed inside, she went over the top, screaming and bucking her hips into her still probing tongue.
It was a new and incredibly exciting experience for Sally. She could feel Sam's vagina pulsing on her finger as her little back hole squeezed her tongue. The thin piece of flesh between the two holes inside barely separated tongue and finger. Slowly, Sally's own hips began to move up and down, rubbing her vagina on Sam's neck and smearing her own leaking juice. Suddenly, a little tremor went through her. She felt her swollen lips throb and she began to climax.
Several minutes later, the two women were lying head to toe on the destroyed bed still gasping for breath.
Sam sat up and pulled Sally to her, taking her in her arms. "You're something else," she said with a smile. She leaned over and kissed her gently, leaning her breasts into Sally's larger ones. That turned into a more passionate kiss and then another. Soon they were squirming again.
Finally, Sam pulled away and fell back exhausted on the pillow. "Whew," she sighed and took a deep breath. "I guess we had better get up, huh?" she asked rhetorically.
Sally snuggled into her arm, moaning quietly in protest.
"If we stay in this bed, we may not survive," Sam laughed.
"But, what a way to go," Sally returned as she played gently with one of Sam's still hard nipples.
"What do you want to do today," Sam said, grabbing and holding Sally's hand.
"Let's go skiing again," Sally said, slowly sitting up. "And, I want to build a snowman."
"Okay. Are you hungry?"
Sally just moaned another protest.
"Women cannot live on love alone you know."
"But it would be fun to try," Sally returned with a giggle.
Sam gave the younger woman an indulgent smile. "I'll fix breakfast and you go take another shower."
Sally moaned and reached for Sam's breast again.
"Behave now," Sam gently admonished as she pulled away from Sally and got up.
They ate breakfast and then Sam went to take a shower while Sally cleaned up the dishes.
As Sam was washing herself, a naughty idea came to her. She got out of the shower and found a pair of scissors in the medicine cabinet. They were small but she figured they would do the trick. She stood over the toilet and clipped off as much of her pubic hair as she could. Then she got back into the shower and lathered the remaining hair and carefully removed it with a razor. When she was done, her pubic mound was as smooth as she could get it with a razor.
Sam got out of the shower and dried herself. Then, she looked into the mirror and giggled. Her lower half looked so strange without hair. She ran her finger up and down the crease and felt the now familiar excitement. "Mmmm!" she moaned and briefly thought of masturbating before admonishing herself.
A sigh escaped her lips before she pulled her hand from between her legs. She applied a little baby oil to her tingling lips before slipping on the snowsuit she had brought into the bathroom with her. She smiled as she zipped it up and thought of the sight of Sally's face when she saw that she was naked and shaved under the suit.
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