Message-ID: <1765eli$9706291353@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: an338903@cris.com (Jackie) Subject: REPOST: Dueling Clits -- Part 3b/(last so far) (f/f, strip-tease, light b/s) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: This part in the story-series contains graphic descriptions of sole female strip-teasing in lingerie, light bondage/submission, and female-female oral loving. If you are: a) Under 18 years old b) Offended by any of those graphic actions c) Feel these are against your Community Standards Please STOP reading and IMMEDIATELY LEAVE and CLOSE this file !!!!! ================================================ Hi again, I hope you enjoy reading them. Any comments, pats on the back (or elsewhere), and criticisms will be *gratefully* accepted. Flames will be totally ignored. Thanks. Jackie xoxox ================================================ Dueling Clits ~~ Part 3b (Copyright 1995) by Jackie (an338903@anon.penet.fi) Suddenly, I have an even more intense compulsion to tease her body like she has teased mine the last four months. I look sternly at her and say, "You've been a bad girl teasing me so much." She looks a little more frightened, but silently and timidly nods her head in agreement. I strut over to my dresser, open my lingerie drawer, removing two red nylon stockings. "An appropriate choice of color," I think to myself. Strutting back to the bed, I tie one securely to each wrist, then tautly to the headboard corners. While I do this, Valerie remains still and silent, totally passive and submissive, not even protesting a little. That done, I look down straight at her eyes and command, "Now, it's time to tease you, my dear. Let's see how well *you* can stand it !!" Bending over her, I let my long blond hair lightly caress her firm smooth swimmer's thighs, each silky strand leaving a trail of electrifying tingles. I watch with glee as the muscles in her rounded buns tense and squirm as my fine soft hair runs up and down. Her still-free legs open and close, like a pair of scissors at full throttle, the mashing flesh massaging her pussy and clit. "I'll *have* to do something about that," I think. "If her legs open and close much more she'll climax *before* I want her to !!" "Valerie," I command, speaking in an even firmer voice, "Your legs are moving way too much. I might accidentally get kicked. I guess I'll have to tie those also." Again, Valerie remains quiet as I retrieve two more red stockings, tying her ankles wide apart to the two bottom posts. These I don't bind as securely, as I know that I'll have to undo them when I remove her cute white panties. "She *does* make such a cute X'," I conclude. Now, for some fun (for *me*, anyway). I begin to firmly kiss each thigh two or three times with hot moist lingering kisses leaving faint "lip prints" from my red lipstick. Each sweet hard kiss makes those twitching thighs lift up a little, automatically trying to part further, begging to be kissed deeper and higher. She flinches only slightly as I nibble her soft inner thighs once or twice, leaving a little red splotch, but her soft guttural moans tell me that she loves it. Sometimes, her hot wet pussy also lifts up, her strong arms straining against the taut nylon, trying to mate her overheated hot love canal with my firm wet tongue. It's very obvious that the wet spot on her cute white panties with the red hearts is growing larger and larger with each passing minute. Each time she arches, I quickly pull back out of her reach. "Not yet," I think with a grin. After a few more teasing kisses, I bend back up. Realizing that I have stopped, the disappointment and frustration is very visible on sad her pouting face. I untie both her ankles for a minute. While looking deeply into her glazed pleading eyes, my arms reach down, hook two fingers under the tight elastic waistband on each side of her sopping cotton panties and begin to slowly peel them down. They are sooo firmly plastered to her throbbing body by sweat and female love juice, it's almost like removing a wet second skin. I purposely let my red nails lightly scrape her warm tanned skin, wanting her to feel as many opposite sensations as possible. I can feel her firm hips wiggling and her tightened thighs tingling as my hands and nails slowly but firmly glide across them. Without my commanding, or even her saying a word, she arches her hips totally off the bed, thrusting her hot pussy closer, making it so easy for me to finish lowering and removing those cute red-hearted panties. One final tug and those white panties come off inside-out, almost cemented in place by the huge amount of gooey ooze gushing from between her very flared, clean-shaven, super-hot pink lips. Those puffy slick bare lips now look so very excited, I could almost hear them "moan" as the cool air caresses them. As her white panties with those cute red hearts are slowly lowered, her fat red clit springs free, looking like a slender mushroom, finally released from its constraining pantied prison. Looking much longer than its 3/4 inch length, it just bobs around for a couple seconds, like those funny faces on a long spring. It almost seems to be waving "thanks" for letting it out. Its bright red head shines in the light, kind-of sparkling from its glossy coating of female love-juices. Her panties finally gone, I re-tie each of her ankles to a bed post, using the same nylon stocking. I don't want to hurt her, but tug on each knot to make sure she could not pull it loose. Stepping back, she looks soooo cute and vulnerable, tied on that bed in only her white bra with those little red hearts, pig-tails with yellow bows, and white ankle socks. I will have to do something about that bra next, those cute white socks I'll leave on. I also like that "pout" on her face >From her heavy breathing, her wiggling and bucking against those nylon ties, it is more than obvious, exactly what her throbbing, pulsating body desires and yearns for. I bend lower to more closely examine her bobbing slick clit, careful to let *only* my hot moist breath caress its bloated head. (This is the only "long one" I have ever seen other than my own, and the *only* one this close.) It thrashes around, then seems to stretch upward needing *much* more than just my hot breath. Extending my moist tongue, I give it only two or three quick long "puppy" slurps, like checking out a new candy cane, then swirl my wet hard tongue gently around its fat red sensitive crown. She arches her back, raising that heated molten throbbing furnace closer to my open mouth, begging for longer, firmer licks and kisses. With her clean-shaven pussy flared wide-open, like a fully blooming tulip, I can peek deeply inside watching her love-tunnel contract, then relax, hoping to snare something long, thick, and *very* hard. Such an almost-overpowering temptation for me, but I decide to save it for desert ~~ later. Now it's time to remove that cute white bra with the red hearts as I also want to "taste-test" her fat puffy nipples. Reaching down and around, unhooking the single hook, I push it up and out of the way. I take a moment to stare at her perfect perky B-cup breasts, rippling and heaving up and down with her accelerated breathing. Her pointed now-dark red nipples always remind me of queen-size "Hershey" kisses, though not as dark, on top of large mounds of coffee ice cream. Being the "chocoholic" that I am, I feverously begin licking and sucking, flicking the fat erect nub with my tensed tongue, then sucking and licking some more, feasting on those sweet dark morsels. This causes Valerie to begin bouncing on the bed and moaning rather loudly, so I quickly stop. Looking directly at her, I proclaim, "I can't take any chance of somebody hearing you, so *you* need to be gagged." Valerie looks a little scared, but again doesn't say a word or make a sound. "Now, what to use ??" I ponder. I remove a pink scarf from my dresser, but since it's a favorite, I don't want to get it too mucked up, so I pick up her gooey, soggy panties. "Perfect," I think. I wad the cotton panties up into a tight ball and holding them in my hand, stare directly at Valerie. She has her mouth clamped shut and is shaking her head briskly from side to side. "Ah, this is the *first* protest she has made all night," I note, "A little fight is nice." Even standing directly over poor tied Valerie, she keeps her mouth tightly closed. "Valerie, open up," I command, "This is for both our goods !!" Still no response, her mouth remains firmly closed. "I guess we are going to have to do this the hard way," I state. I reach down and pinch her nostrils closed. Valerie's head struggles left and right trying to break my grip, while her hands and feet tug on the securely tied nylons. Finally, she can stand it no longer and opens her mouth gasping. I let her have one short breath, then shove in the panties, releasing her nose at the same time. "Breathe through your nose," I command. Before she can react, the panties are secured in place with the pink scarf securely tied around her head. Purely by accident, this solution has two great benefits: First, cotton is the perfect gag muffling any sound. Second, the strong female scent from her gooey sopping panties will help to keep her aroused, teasing even further. Seeing Valerie lying there so scantily clad, looking very hot and vulnerable made me want to tease her beautiful body even more. "But, how ??" I ponder. Suddenly, a bright light clicks on in my brain. The thought, "I wonder if Valerie has ever had her prim curly toes tickled and sucked ??" pops into clear focus. Bending down, I again begin to firmly press warm wet kisses onto Valerie's slightly trembling upper thighs, watching those small inner muscles contract, while basking in the aroma of her increasing sexual heat. Infatuated, *I* temporarily loose control, pausing my kissing, letting the hard red rubbery nipples of my huge hanging 36D udders scrape up and down her tensed thighs. That makes them shutter with pleasure and sends tingles through *my* drooling pussy. I even let each fat nub slowly wander the complete length of her bald pouting pussy slit, poking inside like a mini-penis, getting both nipple and areola heavily coated with her warm glistening juices. Once, I even tried to force the whole front of one hanging udder in her slippery pussy feeling it widen further as Valerie hunches down, as if trying desperately to help suck in as much breast-flesh as possible. As my breast sloppily slides near the junction of her "V," I can feel her obscenely engorged clit rub and poke against my slick breast-flesh as if trying to "tit-fuck" that single huge balloon. Again and again, it thrashes against my slippery breast-flesh frantically trying to generate as much friction as possible, but I quickly pull away. Still, this sends violent shivers through Valerie (and me !!). Even after I've stopped, Valerie continues to squirm around like a "racer" snake, her breathing coming in shorter and shorter gasps. Before going back to kissing her legs, I slowly stand back up and slip each of those slick coated nubs between my moist lips, tasting her sweet but pungent ooze. Valerie is watching me lick and suck those now even more erect nut-brown nubs. Even though gagged, I can see *her* lips moving as if she's pretending that it is *her* suckling my breasts and not me. Bending back down, I resume wetly kissing Valerie's trembling legs. This time though, I am not distracted and continue down her solid tanned legs, alternating back and forth, letting my long blond strands gently caress as I switch. Valerie cranes her neck upwards trying to figure out what's in store for her. She doesn't seem to like surprises. Stopping at her knees for only a moment, I again watch her small thigh muscles periodically contract as she becomes more and more excited. Her sweet pussy is leaking more frequently, small drops dripping down, tickling the fine hairs in her butt crack, leaving an ever-widening puddle on the bed. The strong musky scent of her female arousal has now invaded the whole room, making *my* pussy become so much wetter and my nipples almost constantly tingle. I continue kissing down her muscular calves, letting my tongue leave a trail of warm wet puddles down to the tops of her ankles. Finally arriving at her dainty, white sock-clad ankles and feet, it's time to *really* begin teasing. Before she knows what has happened, both her little-girlish white ankle socks lay in a jumbled pile on the floor revealing neatly pedicured toe-nails painted in a pretty shade of pink, just like a little girl. "It appears she went all out' with her impersonation," I conclude. Now for her feet . . . . [That's all the parts for now -- Sorry] -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /