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Subject: {ASSM} They Change the Letters (4/4) ( FF, reluc)
Date: Tue,  5 Aug 2003 07:10:06 -0400
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They Change the Letters, Ch. 4
by Op Cit

I don't know what really happened that day at Julie's,
but it was like I fell off of a ledge I didn't know I
was standing on.  As I sucked her clit, Julie came
like there was no tomorrow, and I found myself
climaxing like never before.

It was the most incredible and bewildering experience,
and hard to explain.  I had never cum without touching
myself or being touched, and yet the excitement I was
causing in Julie sent me into a crashing orgasm. 
What's more, I didn't let it end.

Julie came hard but didn't seem to come all the way
off and I found myself wanting to make her continue. 
As my orgasm crested and waned, I continued licking
her, pulling the dildo out so I could replace it with
my fingers, searching for her G-spot, and never
ceasing working my tongue on her.  As I licked I could
taste her juices spilling out of her and I didn't want
to stop.

I came again while Julie's voice raised in climax for
the third time.  After that it's kind of a blur.  I
slowly wore myself down, the awkwardness of my
position and the fatigue of my tongue combined to
eventually stop me, and I lay with my head on her
belly breathing heavily, the aroma of her sex strong
in the air.

As I recovered I panicked, and before Julie could get
up, I made a hasty excuse and left, only realizing too
late I'd left my purse behind.

That evening I think I was relieved that Julie did not
come by to return it.  But the next day I had to go
back over and get it, so I resolved to go over in the
morning as a way of avoiding anything.

I was more nervous than before, but again I resolved
to focus on helping Julie learn to help herself.  I
hesitated outside her door for only a moment before
ringing.

Julie greeted me as warmly as ever in an old shirt and
cutoffs, but I couldn't help but notice how happy she
seemed.  Deep down this helped me feel better about
what happened: I love Julie and I was glad I could
help her.  It occurred to me that with a glow like
that she couldn't help but attract men like a magnet.

Inside we didn't talk long before the subject came up,
but by then I had become comfortable and resolved to
see her through.  As she had nothing to do that
morning she asked if we could try again, volunteering
that she wanted to learn to make do on her own.  With
that I followed her into her bedroom.

I was much more careful and methodical in my approach
that morning, but there didn't seem to be any way for
Julie to get herself off.  As my excitement threatened
to overwhelm me, I decided that the best course of
action was to do a repeat of the day before.  It was
the only way to avoid what I feared.  As I got hotter,
my resistance to her offers to suck me lowered, and I
knew I didn't want to let her eat me again.  I would
not succumb to becoming a dyke by letting her lick me
until I passed out, for it could easily become an
addiction.

So I gave in and decided to get her off again.  That
way, I knew that I could bring myself off in that same
way by making her cum, and in that manner avoid the
trap.  After all it isn't much more than mutual
masturbation, and I'm not *really* bi if it's only
Julie that I do it with.  Besides, I'd still be
fucking my husband that night and sucking him off.

After four orgasms Julie begged me to stop... I don't
know how many she'd had by then.

I felt so much better that day when I'd left her place
without needing her to lick me, and I even let her
kiss me on the mouth as we parted.  Later that day I
fucked my husband while straddling him on the couch
and then sucked him clean to a second orgasm.

---

It's not quite the same now with Dave, I think because
he doesn't get to the same level of excitement as
Julie.  She gets so high she can't control herself and
the excitement of bringing her off sends me over so
easily.  With Dave, my orgasms are nice though. 
Sometimes when he fucks me from behind I rub myself
while alternating my hands and licking the juices off
my fingers.  I wonder if it might help Julie if I got
her a strap-on and she fucked me from behind.

The other day when I went over to Julie's, she
answered the door in her bathing suit again, this time
wearing heals.  I couldn't believe what they did for
her!  Julie's legs and ass were incredible.  As I
looked at the thong disappearing between her cheeks, I
wondered what it would be like to follow the material
with my tongue and maybe bite her on the cheek.

As the front door closed, I reached around Julie and
cupped her breasts stopping her in her tracks. 
Julie's breasts are so very sensitive, and she drew a
sharp breath my hands encircled her and she felt me
press against her from behind.  My nipples tingled as
I pressed against her and I began play with her
nubbins.

Julie sighed and her head fell back against me.  I
slipped my hands under the cups of her top and pressed
my lips to her ear and said, "Julie this suit is sooo
sexy on you."  Then I kissed her lobe and licked
around the edge of her ear before continuing.  "I am
not going to let you go, I'm going to take you right
here and bring us both off."  She could only answer
with a moan that became a hiss as I moved my tongue
into her ear and pulled on her nipples.

I continued in that manner for a minute more and then
bent her a bit until she grabbed a hold of the chair
next to the door.  She was bent slightly at the waist
and her ass was incredible.  I pulled my hands from
her breasts and told her to use one hand to play with
them as I caressed her sides down to her thong.  My
fingers traced the fabric around her waist and down to
her cheeks and then I slipped one finger through the
cleft and down to her pussy.  Moans were the only
sounds she made.

I sank to my knees and kissed my way down until I
reached her ass and then I began to nibble on it.  Now
I became more vocal and I described how hot she looked
and what I was going to do to her.  I bit her softly
on both cheeks and then I felt an incredible thrill as
I brought my tongue up throw the crevice of her
cheeks.  Julie finally spoke, "Oh my God."  And I
teased my tongue inside and pressed against the fabric
of the thong. "Oh, yeah."

I didn't think I was ready to try that all the way. 
I'd read about rim jobs in that magazine, but I'd
never had it done or wanted to try it, but I was very
tempted.  Instead I continued to tease her with my
tongue, tasting her flesh and occasionally stabbing it
against the fabric over her rosebud.  

Julie was talking now and begging me to bring her off,
and I brought my hands up from caressing her thighs to
pull her thong down off of her.  Then as she stepped
out of them she moved her legs farther apart and said,
"Oh yes, baby."

I couldn't bring myself to go that far, but I made one
final tease with my tongue through her cheeks lightly
brushing her bud before my hands pulled her back
against me, and I sent my tongue into the folds of her
pussy.  

With my fingers I circled her clit while I licked the
juices that were spilling out of her.  I'd never seen
her so wet before, and the taste of her took me
higher.  In more than a week since I started her
lessons I'd been at her place every day.  And each day
it was easier to bring her to orgasm and follow her
with one of my own.

Julie was near gone now as she began to gently rock
back against me, moaning then chanting, "Fuck me, eat
me."  

As I got closer I pulled her tight against me, my nose
pressed into her ass and my fingers moving fast over
her clit.  I gasped out "Now, baby, now!" and pushed
my tongue into her sending us both over the top.  

I don't know how she managed to stay upright, but as
she came down I helped her stumble into the bedroom so
I could continue...

---

Anyway, that's what really happened, and what I want
people to know.  We're _not_ lesbians, and every time
I go over there, Julie doesn't "lick me 'til I can't
take it anymore".  That was just a fabrication of that
magazine.  If anything, the truth is that every time I
go over there, _I_ lick _her_ until _she_ can't take
it anymore.

-fin-


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