Message-ID: <22276asstr$947736604@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: ann_douglas@hotmail.com Lines: 160 X-Original-Message-ID: <85jeae$2v1$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Thu Jan 13 02:46:42 2000 GMT MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Subject: {ASSM} AnnD"A Place To Call Home"MF,FF(5/5) Date: Wed, 12 Jan 2000 23:10:04 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: kelly, newsman 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 (missing parts may be found at) Ann Douglas Web Page http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Ann_Douglas/www/ ASSTR Donation Page http://www.asstr-mirror.org/donations.html ********************************************************* 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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