Message-ID: <14792eli$9808281653@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Ann Douglas Subject: {AnnD}"Awakenings"( MF,FF )[5/5] 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: X-Original-Message-Id: <3.0.1.32.19980827145027.006c9c8c@pop.tiac.net> Awakenings Part Five by Ann Douglas -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- “Omigod.....” Kathryn gasped breathlessly as she felt another rising crest wash through her body. Her body covered with sweat, she couldn’t believe the estacy her quaking form had experienced over the last quarter hour. Never in her life had she imagined that another person could make her feel this good. When she had first stepped into Yolanda’s bedroom, and then to her bed, she had expected the experience to be similar to that brief moment with Sally. She couldn’t have imagined how far beyond that it would quickly reach. Despite her desire to try and return the brief pleasure that Yolanda have given her downstairs, the older girl directed her to just stretch out on the bed and relax. There would be time enough later for her to take a more active part. The room was lit by the light of a dozen candles, spread out across the room. Shadowless light that reflected off the now nude form of the South American woman. As she stood there, Kathryn had a few moments to fully admire the artistry of her friend’s body. She would quickly discover that unlike other more conventional works of art, this one could produce more than a passing reaction. Following her friend’s instruction, Kathryn had climbed onto the large platform bed, her dress left on the floor next to it. She’d took hold of the waistband of her plain yellow panties to remove them but was interrupted. "No, I'll do that." Yolanda said as she reached down and stopped her. Joining her friend on the bed, Yolanda straddled her and began to rub her neck. As her fingers worked, she leaned over and began to kiss her way down her back. She started at her neck and slowly transversed the warm flesh with both her fingers and lips, whispering quiet terms of endearment as she went. As she moved, her hand drifted alongside Kathryn's breasts and traced a fine line down them with her nails. When she reached the top edge of Kathryn's bikini briefs, she took hold of the waistband with her teeth and pulled them down, exposing the plump pale cheeks of Kathryn's ass. The woman beneath her lifted herself a few inches off the surface of the bed to allow Yolanda to draw the briefs down and off her legs. "You have a beautiful ass." Yolanda chuckled as she look down at Kathryn's left cheek. On impulse she kissed it. A new series of kisses followed as Yolanda covered both cheeks. Her tongue left a shiny trail that began just at the crack between her valley and went down and across to the hairy red mound on the other end. Stretching out her fingers against those mounds, she exposed Kathryn's sex and pressed her tongue deep within it. "Ooooo" Kathryn moaned as she again lifted herself to give greater access. With all the skill she'd gained over the years since she’d discovered other girls at the age of fifteen, Yolanda played her new lover's pussy like a musical instrument. Each motion of her slippery tongue sent little charges through her friend. She savored the taste that coated her tongue, a delight she’d dreamed of since the day she had walked into Moore and Rand and met the women now laid out before her. As much as she wanted this to go on forever, she knew there were still many pleasures she wanted to share with her friend. She spun Kathryn over and turned her own body around so that the red headed woman would have access to her own cunt. She easily slid the remains of her own underwear to the floor and once more climbed on top. Still quivering from what she knew was just the first of the nights joys, Kathryn stared in fascination at the sight of her friend's naked cunt only a few inches from her mouth. It was beautiful, she though. The scent of Yolanda's sex was almost overpowering, and to her delight she learned with her first lick that the taste was all she hoped it would be. Yolanda lowered her pelvis, so that Kathryn could have easier access to her wet cunt. She gave Kathryn free reign, allowing her to set the pace of her actions. Slowly at first, Kathryn licked her lover, exploring her womanhood, savoring her taste. Then she began to quicken the pace until she reached a rhythm that sent little ripples throughout Yolanda's body. As they slowly built in intensity, Yolanda knew they would eventually lead to orgasm. Satisfied that Kathryn was comfortable and well on her way, Yolanda turned her attentions back to the now saturated mound before her own mouth. Parting Kathryn's lips, she quickly went back to work and expertly matched Kathryn's rhythm. Their bodies were in sync as they heaved and sweated in a building passion. The rising waves of ecstasy filling her body told Yolanda that Kathryn was defiantly a diamond in the raw. What would she be like with some more practice. As she felt herself cresting, the twenty-seven year old pressed her cunt down against Kathryn's face, while simultaneously driving her own tongue as deep inside Kathryn as it would go. Their orgasm was almost simultaneous, and as powerful as any Yolanda had experienced. They laid there wrapped in each others embrace for a few moments, simply enjoying the warmth of each other’s body. Kathryn swore that she could feel the beat of Yolanda’s heart as their bodies pressed together as the noise of both their labored breaths filled the room. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- “Good morning, sweetheart.” Yolanda said as she stepped into the bedroom carrying a breakfast tray filled with various foods. “I wasn’t sure exactly what you like in the morning, seeing as you seem to live on tea and danish in the office, but I’m sure there’s something here that you’ll like.” Kathryn rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she adjusted to the sunlight filling the room. She couldn’t believe it was morning already. The last thing she remembered was that she and Yolanda were making love for the third, or was it fourth time. She remembered the heat of their bodies as she held each other tight, their pussies on fire as they rubbed them against each other until they’d exploded in an exhausting orgasm. After that she must’ve collapsed from fatigue. “It all looks marvelous.” she said as she took a small morsel from the tray Yolanda had set down on the bed. “I’ve famished.” “I’ve no doubt that you are.” Yolanda said as she sat down on the edge of the bed and kissed Kathryn on the cheek. “I have to say last night was incredible.” Kathryn said as she took a sip of tea. “You’re not going to get any argument there from me.” Yolanda smiled as she took a taste of her coffee. “I do love you.” Kathryn said, repeating her statement of the previous night. “I know you do.” Yolanda replied as she set the coffee cup down. “And I feel the same way about you.” “Why do I have a feeling that there’s a ‘but’ somewhere in that statement.” Kathryn said. Yolanda smiled. “But....” she began. “I want you to make sure you’re going into this with your eyes wide open.” “I am.” was Kathryn’s simple reply. “Not right now you’re not.” Yolanda corrected her. “Maybe a month from now you could say that, but not this morning. Right now you’re riding the wave of some really great sex, and that’s fine. As long as you can recognize that for what it is.” “I guess you’re right.” Kathryn said as she thought about it. “So we just take it a step at a time,” Yolanda said as she crawled into the bed next to Kathryn. “And if this all turns out to be is a little lust, well I’m sure we can deal with that too.” she added as she kissed Kathryn on the lips. “I think I need a shower.” Kathryn abruptly said as she became aware of her bodies reaction to the previous night’s exertions. “Yes you do,” Yolanda grinned. “I’ve already had one but I’d be happy to help wash your back.” “Just my back?” Kathryn smiled back. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -=-= Epilogue =-=- Kathryn didn’t make it home for lunch that Sunday afternoon, or dinner for that matter. She showed up for work Tuesday morning in a dress she borrowed from Yolanda. By the end of the week, she had told Eric that it was over between them and he took it with what she concluded was a sense of relief. He never confirmed her suspicions about him and Tracy, but three months later the two of them were married. And it was only five months later that Tracy presented Papa Foster with his first grandchild. Angela’s rise to the top suffered a fatal setback when her boss suffered a heart attack one cold January afternoon. Thankfully it wasn’t during one of their private consultations. His replacement, a no nonsense woman named Joan Miller quickly had the former assistant reassigned to a position more in tune with her office skills, or lack thereof. It was no real surprise to most that the position of administrative assistant that opened with that reassignment was offered to Kathryn. She had proven time and again what an asset she’d quickly become to the company. What did come as a surprise was both her decision to turn down the job and then resign from the company. She explained in resigning that she’d been offered a position with Southstar Enterprises. Few of her associates had ever heard of the company, but a quick computer check by the curious would find it described by the industry journals as a rapidly expanding computer support company. What few friends she still had at Moore and Ryan wished her luck -- and happiness at least. Kathryn assured them that she was sure she’d found both. END ********************************************************* Comments are the life blood of any amateur writer, the currency in which they are paid. It only takes a few minutes to send off a few lines, which is little to ask for in exchange for hours spent creating a story. 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