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A Place To Call Home
by Ann Douglas
(ann_douglas@hotmail.com)
(From A Suggestion By MordMorgan)
Part Five
Marilyn lowered herself to a position
directly over Alex. Then she shifted just a little,
raising herself so that her breasts were hanging
directly over Alex’s mouth. There was no
mistaking her intention and Alex was eager to
reply. She reached up with her tongue and
caressed the nipple of Marilyn’s left breast.
“Mmmm.” Marilyn moaned as she felt the
warm embrace of Alex’s mouth.
After a few more minutes, Marilyn shifted
breasts and gave Alex a chance to work her urges
on her other mound. As she worked her way
across this new morsel, Alex was again
overwhelmed by the combination of Marilyn’s
natural scent and the perfume she wore. It was
strongest in the deep valley between her breasts, a
place Alex would’ve never thought of wearing it.
Marilyn shifted position again, drifting
downward so that she could kiss Alex anew. As
their lips met, she pressed her breasts hard against
the woman beneath her, rubbing their nipples
against each other.
“I want you.” Alex whispered in Marilyn’s
ear. “I want to taste you.”
“And you shall.” Marilyn replied in the
same quiet tone.
After a final kiss, she straddled the
brunette, spreading her tunnel of delight above
her. Alex sat up and stuck her eager face between
the outstretched legs. She wasted no time in
reaching up with her tongue, probing the inner
reaches of Marilyn’s womanhood. A sudden rush
filled Alex as the first taste of nectar hit her
tongue. It had been a long time since she'd had
this particular delicacy.
Determined to excel in this activity as she
had done in most everything else in her life, Alex
slid her tongue around and around as she liked a
lover to do to her. Her left hand played with
Marilyn’s clit as she tried to reach out with her
tongue, hitting all the places that she knew were
the most sensitive in her own body.
Marilyn helped with her efforts with both a
gentle hand on the back of her head, guiding her,
as well as a steady stream of soft moans. The
closer Alex got the right spots, the louder the
moans became.
Time passed quickly and what had begun
as soft gentle surges in Marilyn’s body had
progressed until they became a rapid torrid. She
was now thrashing her saturated pussy against
Alex’s open and ever enthusiastic mouth. Another
powerful bodyquake gripped her body, causing
her to stiffen momentarily. Past experiences told
her the next time would send her into the abyss.
"Oh Yes!" Marilyn screamed as a tidal
wave of passion ripped across her shaking body.
Copying a move an old lover had once
used on her, Alex grabbed Marilyn’s ass and
pressed her face as hard against her cunt as she
could. An action that drove her tongue in as deep
as was possible. For this, she was rewarded with
what seemed to be endless eruptions of nectar.
Waves which quickly overflowed from her mouth
and spread out across her face.
“That was fantastic!” Alex exclaimed as
Marilyn pivoted and kissed her.
“It certainly was.” Marilyn agreed. “And
now it’s my turn.”
Spreading Alex’s legs, Marilyn placed her
head between them and with a burst of energy
began to play a tune across her precious pearl
with amazing rapidity. The effect on Alex was
instantaneous.
“Oh God, Oh God!’’ she panted as the
racing of her heart seemed to match the speed of
Marilyn’s tongue.
She could have never imaged any lover,
man or woman, producing such a reaction. It was
like having an evening of lovemaking compressed
into a single instant. Her orgasm was both
instantaneous and overwhelming.
“Oooooooo” she screamed so loud that
she was sure that she could be heard across the
small town.
Alex would never be sure how long her
brief passage through nirvana lasted, it was like an
out of body experience. All she knew was that
some time later she again became conscious of her
surroundings and shifted her sweat covered body
so she could face her dark haired lover once more.
“I think I should be dead.” she said.
“Why is that?” Marilyn asked curiously.
“Because after that, I think everything else
in my life is going to be anticlimactic.” Alex
laughed.
Marilyn laughed and kissed her lover
lightly. “I guess I did get a little carried away.”
she said.
“A little..?” Alex repeated.
“Tell you what,” Marilyn said. “We have
all night, why don’t we try it again ... this time at a
slower speed?”
The look that suddenly appeared on Alex's
face in response to Marilyn's suggestion seemed
so strange that she had to inquire what was she
thinking.
"It's something the matter?" she asked in a
concerned voice.
"Nothing really," Alex said, her tone
saying exactly the opposite. "It just hit me that it's
been a long time since I really felt like I had a
place to call home. What we just shared made me
realize how very much I miss that feeling."
"My dear sweet, Alexandra," Marilyn said
softly as she kissed the top of her forehead. "You
are such a treasure. Do you really think that now
having found you, that I'm going to let you go so
easily. Trust me, as long as you want it, you have
a home right here.
The wide smile on Alex's face grew ever
brighter as she closed her eyes and kissed her love
one more time. From this moment on, her
wanderings were over and life began anew.
END
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