2 comments/ 10414 views/ 2 favorites To Love Again By: cmtmj It was a typical morning. John and Ally woke up at the sound of the clock. Time to get the girls up, dressed and fed so they could spend the day at preschool. This young couple had pretty good position of employment. John was a local plumbing contractor and Ally was chemist for a local pharmaceutical. They are a happy couple. He loved her the moment he saw her. John was always attracted to bright women, but Ally was beautiful and intelligent. He grabbed her and never wanted to let her go. Ally saw in him a wonderful man. He could do no wrong. What ever he chose to do, he did one hundred percent. Husband, father, business owner and plumber were his finest accomplishments. John was like his dad. When John completed high school, his dad sent him to business school. John was a top plumber, but his dad knew that business was changing. College was where John was going to learn the operations of modern business sense. John was doing work for Ally’s employer. The lab that she worked in need new plumbing. John won both the contract and Ally’s heart. In one year they were married. After breakfast John decided that he would drop of his little three-year-old girls. They were twins but not identical. Lilly was Blond with blue eyes and Jane was a redhead like John’s mother and had soft green eyes. Ally had to run so she kissed everyone and ran out the door. John needed a little more time with the girls. They were close but fought over everything. This morning it was over a hairbrush. Ally was driving down the same streets she always drove. She grew up in this cozy southern town and always felt a sense of home. Charm and grace was always apart of her hometown. She was born here and this is the place where she would be laid to rest. She came to an intersection and stopped at the red light. Once the light turned she was cautious to look both ways for last second speeders. She pressed on the gas and moved into the center of the intersection. In the corner of eye saw a rather large sports utility vehicle coming toward her driver’s side door. It must have been doing at least eighty-five mile an hour through this sleepy neighborhood. Ally did not have time to react. The truck hit her full force. Her car tumbled four times before it landed on its side against an old oak tree that was owned by a childhood friend’s house. The driver seeing what he had done left the scene of his making. Mrs. Johnson who owned the house saw what had transpired. She grabbed a pen and some paper and took the trucks license plate number upon seeing the driver flee. She ran to Ally’s car but found her dead. She was still in her seatbelt, but her neck was clearly broken and Ally was bleeding at the mouth. John drove into his parking spot and saw his old friend Bill who was a cop. John and Bill were friends in high school and belonged to the same civil war re-enactment organization. John was happy to see Bill but when he saw Rev. Adams was behind him John got a cold shiver. When Bill’s words began fill Johns ears, it seemed like a heavy screech from an ones nails moving across a blackboard. John fell to the ground and cried like a child. Bill brought him home where his parents,s, other family members and friends were waiting. In a small southern town bad news gets around very quickly, but does not go unfelt by everyone. A loss to one is a loss to all. Tough days were ahead but he would not be alone. He knew he had to collect himself and proceed to the county morgue. The police grabbed the man that caused Ally’s death. He was an eighty five year old man who had five speeding tickets in the last eight months since his move from New York to Georgia. His kids tried to have his license taken away but were unsuccessful. His right to drive was greater than his wife right to live. When they grabbed him his only words were I was late picking up my laundry. He pled not guilty and died two months before his trail. John sued for damages and took his estate to the cleaners. In was now a year and a half since Ally’s death. John got back on his feet. His dad came out of retirement to help him run the business. His girls always looked sad. The never wanted to be away from their daddy. Councilors came and went but only a heart knows when it’s time to feel better. John knew his daughters needed a woman’s love and attention. He dated three women in the last months but they were all losers. Linda just wanted sex and no commitment. Judy was a party fool whose only interest was drinking and meeting more partners. Susan was truly the greatest winner. On their first and only date she wanted to know what John’s income was and the size of his car and house. All three would not be fit to bring home to his little girls. He quit the dating scene all together. The girls were getting old enough to start Sunday school. He met Rev. Adams at church and was introduced to the girl’s new Sunday school teacher. Her name was Morgan. Morgan was pretty. Her long brown hair and a sweet smile is what he noticed first. She was a gentle young woman who loved to be around children. John also noticed her shape. Morgan was tall at five feet and nine inches. Her weight was slim and her breasts were pretty. They had a cone shape to them and rather large nipples, which stood out. She smelled great. A perfume like wild flowers flowed around her. John had to spot her hand for a wedding ring but found just long pretty fingers and nails. She spoke to John about the Sunday schools programs and knew the girls would love it here. Her voice was sweet and non-disturbing. At age nineteen, she was far more mature than the three fools he dated. As John knew, his girls simply loved Morgan. They were seeing her more than just Sundays. When the girls told Morgan that their dad was not always home, Morgan gave her services to John. Morgan was going to junior college for business part time but had time in the morning and evening to cook and do small things for the girls. John started to take more notice. She had sex appeal that he thought was for him. He started looking at her figure more and more. He loved to hear her words. She did everything perfect. Even her meatloaf was perfect. He complemented her on everything and started kissing her on the check. Her notice of him was the same. She knew he was thirty but did not care. She looked at his semi-muscular shape and sensitive ways as a real man. One evening she finally took a permanent place in his life. She made a great fried chicken and he ate it up. He turned to give her a kiss on he check but made sure her lips would meet his. John kissed Morgan for a long time. Their tongues met and they held on to each other for what seemed a long time. His girls smiled and were very happy. Maybe their prayers would be answered. John touched her check and kissed her again on the lips. Tonight Morgan was staying over. The girls bathed and went to sleep. When they were finally alone they moved to the bedroom. John thought about Ally, and knew she would have wanted this for her family. John needed a shower and did so quickly. When he came out Morgan was standing naked in front of him. Those cone shaped breast were totally erect and waiting for him. He let his towel fall so to expose himself to her. His cock started to swell at the sight of her. He moved over to her an embraced her. His cock now semi-erect touched her belly button as they began a tender kiss. They moved to the bed and started exploring each other’s body. John went right to Morgan’s breast and started kissing and sucking them. She moaned a soft sound and reached for Johns cock. She gave him a wonderful hand job but needed his cock in her mouth. She lowered herself and took the beautiful organ in her mouth. John knew she was not experienced but said nothing. It made him happy to know that she was saving herself for someone like himself. He positioned himself for a 69. When his lips and tongue met her pussy for the first time, she shook with pleasure. His tongue moved around one end of her clit to another while mouth sucked him until he was a hard as steel. He moved his head away from her pussy and moved on top of her. He kissed her again and whispered in her ear “are you ready?” Morgan nodded and John lined his cock up with her virgin pussy. Protection was not even a concern. Morgan whispered in John’s ear “ I am in mid cycle and fertile”. She just smiled and gave him a hug. John lined his cock up here opening and started to push. She cried for a moment and a tear flowed down to her cheek. She was very tight going inside of her and eased in her gently. The moment of the greatest pain arrived and he warned her of the outcome. Again she nodded. He held her tight and pushed in hard all the way. Her hymen was breached and she screamed out loud. He held his cock inside for a moment, and then started to move. Morgan began moaning again. John lay on top of her frame feeling the softness of her skin. He saw a little blood on her cock and was filled with joy. He slid his cock in and out of her with great ease now. Her pussy was getting used to his size. He started whispering sweet nothing while pumping in and out of her more. Morgan let loose with the first orgasm. She held John as she shook violently. She kissed and sucked his ears to the point he was ready to come. The build up was coming. As Morgan came a second time she could see John ready to pump his cum inside of her. His face tensed up and he pushed his penis as far up into her womb as he could. His cock started to shot with great intensity. The first load of sperm made Morgan cum again. He held her tight making sure the baby making fluid would find her egg. Over and over jets of sperm filled her womb. He would surely make her pregnant. They would make love three more time that night. Within six weeks Morgan would find out she was pregnant. They announced their engagement and were married. The girls loved Morgan and they were happy their wish came true. In the spring John and Morgan would have a girl. The name would me Ally. To Love Again Denise lay in bed in her room at the "Ramada Inn" in "Eugene, Oregon," staring at the seam of light shining between the closed drapes and the side of the window frame. This seam of light bothered her because she liked sleeping in complete darkness and quiet. However, neither was possible in motel rooms. Denise was a night person who still had the vitality and energy to face the day after little or no sleep. During her high school days she worked as a waitress at a well-known, underground restaurant called "The Gateway Plaza" located near what is called "The Point" or The Golden Triangle in "Pittsburgh, PA," where three rivers meet. She worked night shifts, but being a night person it wasn't hard on Denise except for the fact that while going to high school Denise went without sleep from Friday morning when she got up to go to school until she crashed Sunday evenings. That was about sixty hours running on youth and adrenalin. This was not the case this time. Denise was now a mature woman in her early thirties living her own life successfully; however, something had been missing in her life for some time. A lovemate with whom she could share her life. Oh, yes, she did the bar scene, often meeting someone with whom to spend the night, but she hadn't connected with any woman thus far who was special and whom she could love, both giving and receiving. Someone with whom she could share her life. This is the way it was for Denise until she met Nan on the Internet in a Website set up for people of "Irish" descent and any who loved things that are "Irish" and the lifestyle. Both being "Irish" Nan and Denise met on this Website called "Irishpenpals," and as the name implies this site was not a dating service nor for people looking for sex. It was intended to get those who were "Irish" all over the world to have interactive togetherness. One just looked for other "Irishmen" and "Irish" Colleens with similar interests and email them through the Website "Irishpenpals." Denise's first "Irishpenpal" was Meg from Downunder/Australia. What caught Denise's attention about Meg was that she played the "Irish" whistle just as Denise did, and so the two had an immediate bond between them even though they were a half world apart. As time went on Denise had about twelve "Irishpenpals" from all parts of the U. S. and throughout the world. One day Denise received an email from an "Irishpenpal" named Nan who lived in "Southern California" above "LA" while Denise lived on the Mid-West Coast of "Florida." This made for quite a geographical distance between them, but Cyberspace not being bound by time and space made it seem as if they were next door neighbors. Thus began a sharing of emails, ecards, and eventually phone calls which they called "phone dates." During their correspondence Nan and Denise surprisingly found they had many things in common. Both were born in "Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania"; although, Denise was three years older than Nan, and while Denise grew up in "Pittsburgh" until she went off to college, Nan's parents moved her to a little town north of "Pittsburgh" named "Franklin." They also knew out-of-the-way nameplaces such as "Zelienople" and "McConnell's Mill," and also had family contacts in "Wheeling, West Virginia." As they became closer with one another, they felt the need to put faces on one another and voices to go with them. Therefore, they exchanged photos which led to their phone dates which could go on for hours. This went on for about a year until Denise took the initiative and sent Nan an email, asking if they should meet one another. She did so with trepidation since she didn't want to press as well as get turned down, but the only way the two would meet was to ask. When Denise sent the email, her heart pounded in her chest, and her breathing was fast and shallow, causing her breasts to rise and fall with each inhale of air. The cloth of her T-Shirt rubbed against her nipples with each breath, causing her them to become hard with sexual arousal. Despite the uneasiness she felt having sent the email, her misgivings were soon answered. Nan's reply came to Denise that very evening when she checked her email, and Nan's name jumped out at Denise in the Sender column as if it were the only email in her Inbox. After a moment's hesitation and a deep breath, Denise clicked onto Nan's email highlighted in blue and opened her letter. "Dear Denise, I must say I was surprised, if not shocked, with your suggestion of our meeting one another after all this time and the many emails, ecards, photos, and phone dates we've exchanged and had. However, I admit, the same thought had gone through my mind many times as the months turned into years of knowing one another through Cyberspace and "Snail Mail." I remember our first phone date when we told one another later how nervous we were when we heard the phones ringing and listening to our voices for the first time, adding another dimension to our friendship. Trying to match our voices with the photos we had shared. :-) However, after the first few words, we talked and talked for two hours which lasted for you on the East Coast until 3:00 A.M. and me 12:00 A.M. Anyway, despite the fact I've thought about our meeting one another, I'm glad it was you who asked since I'm somewhat shy regarding "firsts" and usually don't make the first move. Be that as it may, Denise, my answer to you is 'Yes!' I think it is time for us to meet one another. There, I finally got around to answering your question when a simple 'Yes' at the beginning probably would have been better and obviously more direct. LOL Now my heart is beating faster and my breaths are coming in shallow gasps from every thought about our meeting one another. I can't wait. It will be like us having a present to open. :-) With Affection, Your friend, Nan" Denise repeated Nan's letter so often she knew it by heart, and now lying naked in bed on the sheets, her legs held slightly apart with sweat all over her body from the excitement of just remembering what tomorrow would bring, her and Nan together, she repeated the letter once more. Now with Nan's image before her, Denise knew she wouldn't get to sleep right away. Besides, the lustful thoughts having run through her mind had aroused her libido, and she knew she would not sleep until she had an orgasm. Denise brought her hands to her breasts and cupped them. She felt her nipples already stiff and erect as she let her fingertips play with them, moving them back and forth. Sometimes she squeezed her breasts in her hands, causing her nipples to rise and sit up like two pink cherries on top of two mounds of vanilla ice cream. Denise's feeling herself up sent messages to her brain, and her brain sent back feelings of sexual arousal, the mind-body connection even in that which is sexual. These messages started Denise to lubricate inside her vagina, and she felt wet between her legs. Because of her wanton desires Denise knew she had to cum. It wasn't a matter of "if." It was a matter of "need." Feeling flushed in the face, Denise slid her right hand from her left breast, down her side, over her taught belly that dipped inward towards her hips, and immediately felt through her blonde pubic hair to her pussy. Denise continued to cup and massage her right breast with her left hand and immediately, without hesitation, thrust her first two fingers of her right hand as far as they would go up her vaginal sheath. "Oh, my...mmmmmmmm. I'm so hot and horny," sighed Denise, "and my fingers inside my pussy feel so good. So damn-fucking good." Now Denise was really sexually stimulated, and she felt herself getting wetter and wetter and her vagina closing around her two fingers as she moved them in-and-out as she finger-fucked herself. When she felt the first signs of her orgasm, Denise withdrew her fingers from her pussy and slid them between her blood-swollen labia, going right to her clit. With her fingers Denise felt the sensitive nub of her clit that had expanded and become large beyond its protective hood, and even though she could not see these parts of her clit, nevertheless, they were there enlarged by the flow of blood to them: the shaft and legs of her clit that are long, thin bands of firm tissue that flare outward from the shaft along the pubic bone into two points, the cross/crus. "Oh, my lord," Denise sighed to herself. "I love my pussy, and I love pleasuring it until it thrills me with my orgasms that cum and that sometimes even ejaculate from the spongy area inside my vagina...my G-Spot...and squirts fluid out of my vagina and/or urethra. Sometimes it's just a few drops of fluid, but at "other times" it can be a cup or more, and I might ejaculate again and again if I have multiple orgasms. I also love the taste of my love juice." All these thoughts passed through Denise's mind as quickly as lightning strikes and is gone. "What a wondrous thing a woman's pussy is," Denise sighed again within herself. By now with her fingers moving quickly back and forth over her clit, Denise was just about there, and she knew which buttons to push. With her sexual tension mounting, Denise's heart beat faster...her breathing came faster and deeper...and she was ready for her orgasm. A powerful surge of sexual energy built up just waiting to be released, and Denise pressed her fingers onto her clit that by now was so overwhelmingly sensitive that a final touch sent Denise over the edge, and she was engulfed in the wonders of her orgasm. "Oh, yeah! Yeah! This is what I want. This is what I need," Denise thought through the tremors of her cumming, the quaking of her body. Denise's orgasm seemed to go on and on, and even after it was over, she lay in bed soaked in sweat until her body relaxed and was still and her clit wasn't as sensitive to the touch as it had been. Now she could breath more easily, and with a breath Denise brought her cum-covered fingers to her mouth and sucked on them, tasting the very essence of her erotic pussy cream. "Mmmmmmm, yes. That's what I enjoy. The taste of pussy. Mine will do, but I love eating other women and tasting their cum even better." Denise paused and said softly to herself, "I wonder what Nan will taste like?" And she smiled somewhat wickedly. "Now look at myself. I'm all sweaty. I can't go to sleep this way," Denise said to herself, and so she got up and took another quick shower. Having cummed and showered, Denise got back into bed to relax and get some sleep. She looked at the ceiling once again and tried to count the holes in one of the square tiles, and somewhere in doing this "Morpheus," the god of sleep, came to her and guided her into a night of restful slumber and mystic dreams. The last thought in Denise's mind was of her telling Nan in one of her emails that when they first met, she would take her into her arms and kiss her. Morning slipped in softly on a "Zepher" wind and chased away the darkness of night as Denise slowly opened her eyes to a new day, the day she and Nan would finally meet face to face. Denise rolled onto her left side and saw it was 6:45 A.M., fifteen minutes before the alarm. She smiled because she hated being awakened by a noisy alarm. Flipping back the sheet and light cover, Denise sat up on the side of the bed where she waited a few moments before getting up and walked over to the window to see what the morning brought. Denise held aside the edge of the drapes slightly since she was still naked and looked out on one of those gloomy-gus days that descends on "Oregon" often during the summer months but usually every day during the winter. Grey skies; low clouds; hazy, damp mist; or rain from a drizzle to heavy. It reminded Denise of "Ireland" somewhat where there are many such days, but that rain is the reason the "Emerald Isles" are so green. Having checked the weather for herself, not trusting the weather reports, Denise went to take another quick shower and wash her hair to make herself presentable for Nan. She most certainly wanted to make a good first impression. Denise used the hair dryer to dry her hair and then ran a comb through her naturally wavy, blond hair. She then put on a neutral base, a light blush, and slightly darker shadow on her upper eyelids that blended in with a lighter shade towards her eyelashes that were naturally dark for her being blond. She added a light brown eyeliner to accentuate her pale, blue eyes. Light, pink lip gloss outlined with a slightly darker pink color and she was done. As Denise did her lips, she remembered "Roman" women used red on their lips as a symbol of their female genitalia. Having done the basics, Denise put on light, tan slacks with pockets; long-sleeve white blouse with large,cuffs and pointed lapels that opened at the top and cut a nice "V" down to the first button, accentuating her neck around which hung a small Celtic, gold cross and her breasts. On her feet she wore a pair of tan pumps with short heels. Being almost six feet tall Denise certainly didn't need any more height. Getting her raincoat and umbrella made her ready to go to the airport. Having taken a last look at herself in the mirror, Denise left her room, rolling her suitcase behind her along with her backpack and took the stairs down to the first floor since there weren't any elevators. She went directly to the Front Desk where she checked out and reserved a seat on the airport shuttle. A short, twenty minute drive and Denise got off the shuttle and went into the airport, going directly to the rental car desks to get the one she had reserved with her airline reservation. All was in order, so within minutes Denise went out to find the car and put her suitcase and backpack into the trunk. She then went back into the airport to await Nan's 10:00 A.M. flight. With time on her hands, Denise strolled around the small airport, feeling nervous with butterflies flitting about in her stomach. To do something to occupy her time, Denise went into the gift shop to look around, thinking she might get something for Nan. She didn't know what. She'd just look. However, she came to a corner where there was a rack with stuffed animals in the shelves. With nothing particular in mind, Denise went to a rack of stuffed animals and sorted through the ones there, seeing nothing of interest at first. As she was about to leave, however, she spotted a lioness that seemed to be looking back at her as if to say, "Take me." Denise picked up the small, fluffy "African" lioness and noticed a name tag. She opened it up, and on it was her name, "Sahara." It was then Denise remembered Nan's birthday was in August, and her sign was Leo, the lion. "This must be fate," Denise thought to herself. "Sahara will make the perfect gift for Nan," and she smiled and whispered her name..."Sahara." When Denise went to check out, she saw a permanent red rose with white baby's breath, and some greenery held together in one of those clear, cylindrical containers. Just a token of remembrance for their first meeting that would last forever. It was now fifteen minutes before the Arrival, and thus Denise sat on a bench against a wall not far from the two doors through which passengers come and go. Denise didn't want to have any chance of missing Nan come through those doors and see her for the first time. Each ticking minute seemed to move like grains of sand through an hour glass. Denise was on edge, her eyes looking for the plane to land. Ten A.M. At last, it was time. Soon the "Alaskan Airlines" flight from LAX touched down and taxied to the point where the ladder was rolled out to the door for passengers to deplane. "Eugene Intl. Airport" is a small airport, so it doesn't have the mechanical ON/OFF ramps. Denise waited and watched. Finally, people began to come through the double doors, and Denise looked for Nan, keeping the image of her photos sharp in her memory. Her spirit, however, sank and her heart ached when she saw the last passenger walk through the doorway and no Nan. Denise got up from her seat and walked over to the large, glass windows overlooking a part of the runways. She strained her neck to look for any other passengers. But none. It was then Denise thought the unthinkable: "What if Nan had changed her mind and decided not to come?" Denise felt a knot form in the pit of her stomach. Dejectedly, Denise turned around slowly from the window and looked across the room towards a long row of chairs against the wall and was immediately captured by the most beautiful green eyes looking back at her. With those sparkling, green eyes was light, red hair and the prettiest smile she had ever seen. Both stood transfixed, locked by their eyes as if asking, "Are you the one?" And then Nan mouthed the words, "Are you Denise?" Denise shook her head and mouthed back, "Yes." As quickly as these two questions had been asked and answered, they both knew they had found each other. Surprisingly, it was Nan who smiled and walked across the room to face Denise. Because of Denise's height advantage, Nan had to look up at her, so her head was bent back, and without speaking a word, Denise drew Nan into her arms, pressing her breasts against hers, and kissing her there and then in the airport among all the people. The kiss was passionate, tender, and giving, and even though Nan was caught by surprise, she returned Denise's kiss. When their lips parted, Denise and Nan looked into one another's eyes, and Denise asked, "Do you remember what I told you I'd do the first time we met?" Without waiting for a response, Denise answered her own question. "I told you I'd kiss you." Nan smiled up at Denise and shook her head "Yes." "I'm so glad you came, Nan. When I didn't see you, I thought you might have changed your mind," said Denise. "I thought the same thing when I didn't see you, and then I went back out to the plane to get my luggage because I had been so anxious to get to you, I had left my luggage on the cart. I then returned and walked around the stairs and stood along the wall with the row of seats, looking at your back as you were looking out the window and wondering if it were you," responded Nan. Your being tall I thought it must be you Nan smiled. "Well, the important thing is we both came as promised, and we now have two weeks to get to know one another better and deepen our relationship," said Denise. Taking Nan's right hand into her left and her roll-on luggage into her right, Denise led Nan across the room, saying, "Let's go sit down for a few minutes. I have a few things for you." Nan followed Denise, and when they came to the very seats underneath the stairwell where Denise had been sitting and waiting, they sat down. Denise opened up the paper bag, reached into it, and brought out the stuffed lioness Sahara. "This is for you, Nan," Denise said as she handed Sahara to her. "I wanted to give you something, and since your sign is LEO, I thought Sahara a perfect choice." Nan broke out into a bright smile as she took her and said, "Thank you, Denise. She is so darling, soft, and cuddly." And she squeezed Sahara to her breasts. "You're welcome, Nan, and something maybe a little more personal," Denise said as she gave Nan the red rose. "This red rose might be artifical, but it is a lasting memento of our first meeting." Again Nan thanked Denise as she took the red rose into her hand, and even though she knew the rose was not real, she, nevertheless, brought it up to her nose as if to smell its fragrance. "Well now, I think we should go to our car, get your luggage stowed away, and get onto the road. What do you think?" Smiling, Nan answered, "Sounds good to me, Denise." Denise stood up, offering her hand to Nan that she accepted. Nan felt energy pass between them. Thus, Denise and Nan walked and talked their way through the airport and out to the Parking Area where their silver-grey car was parked. It was still drizzling through a misty, grey haze. Denise opened the passenger door for Nan, helped her in, and shut the door behind her. She then went to the trunk and stowed Nan's suitcase and makeup kit into it, and then went around to the driver's side and got into her seat. To Love Again In minutes they were away from the airport and heading west on Route 126 out of "Eugene" where they would meet State Route 1 or the "Pacific Coast Highway" that would take them to "Gold Beach, Oregon," about 160 miles south. It rained most of the way but not hard, just steady. Nan and Denise had chosen "Gold Beach, Oregon," to meet out of anywhere in the U. S. They considered a number of places but kept coming back to "Gold Beach." It is a small town of about 1500 that one can walk in fifteen to twenty minutes, and it is located right along the beach. The "Pacific Coast Highway," State Route 1, passes right through the town and is its Main Street. On the northern end of town the mighty "Rogue River" cuts its way to the "Pacific Ocean" where its sweet water mixes with the salt water to kiss the sandy shore. Above the ocean and beach are sea oates and scrub pines with evergreen-covered mountains rising upward from the baseline of the town to their peaks that are often covered by mist in the early morning hours. It is, indeed, a wondrous, peaceful, scenic place. The smallness of the town fit right into Denise's and Nan's liking, and what made "Gold Beach" a definite for them was the lodging they found named "Emerald Lodge" which, both being "Irish," had great appeal. Denise and Nan talked freely about many things during the drive, one subject being how they missed one another at the airport. The best answer Denise came up with was the fact that Nan's being short at five feet three inches tall was hidden among all the other passengers, and so Denise just didn't see Nan in the crowd. They both laughed at that one then, seeing the humor in it, but for whatever reason...maybe to reasure herself it was Denise sitting opposite her...Nan reached over and put her hand on Denise's thigh and gently ran her fingers up and down. "Do you mind my touching your leg like this, Denise?" asked Nan. "No, Nan. I don't mind. It feels good," answered Denise, feeling erotic energy running through her aroused mind and body as she became wet between her legs because of Nan's caressing her leg. Nan's touch created pictures of their being together in bed on their first night, yet not knowing how Nan would respond since there never was a hint of their being sexually involved in their emails or even during their phone dates. No Cybersex. No phone sex. It was as if they were waiting for their coming together body and soul before consumating their relationship; although, Denise had come with no expectations that Nan would be receptive to a sexual union between them or just come together as two friends who met one another over the Internet finally meeting one another in the flesh. Denise tried to accept the possibility it might be so for Nan and her...friends not lovers. However, Nan's unsolicited caressing of her thigh during the drive gave Denise reason to hope. With that thought in mind Denise looked over at Nan and smiled, feeling her heart beating faster and her palms sweaty. When Denise looked over at Nan, she recalled how she looked when first seeing her at the airport. Nan was short...Denise being almost a head taller than she at 5 feet 11 inches...beautiful, having light reddish hair, fair complexion, pale green eyes, and a small nose that suited her facial features. Nan's lips were full and had that pouty look, the kind of lips begging to be kissed. In what seemed like a short time they found themselves at the Front Desk of the "Emerald Lodge Apartments," signed in, and got their keys to a second floor corner apartment that overlooked the beach and "Pacific Ocean." Nan and Denise stood side by side holding hands. They both had a gleam in their eyes as together they got caught up in the beauty and the moment. This apartment would be "home" for them for the next two weeks, the beginning of a new chapter in their books of life. "Isn't it beautiful?" sighed Nan as she squeezed Denise's hand. Denise put her arm around Nan's waist and brought her close and hugged her. "Yes, Nan. The view is lovely, but our being together and our sharing make it even more so and meaningful," said Denise, and Nan agreed with her, "but we can't stand here all day luxuriating in the moment. Let's unpack and take a walk through this "big" town to see what it's like," as she gently pulled Nan away by her hand. Denise and Nan unpacked and put their clothes into the dresser drawers, hung up what needed hanging, and arranged their toiletries and makeup in the bathroom. Having done this, they left their apartment to see the town. Since "Gold Beach" is so small, it took Nan and Denise about twenty or thirty casual minutes to look at both sides of the main drag from the "Emerald Lodge" to the north end where a bridge spans the mighty "Rogue River." They laughed together at almost anything and everything. Laughter became a key element in their relationship no matter what they did even when making love. That is the way Nan and Denise spent their first day, but before going back to the apartment, they went out to eat dinner and do some necessary shopping for the next day. After dinner they walked down to the beach, found a smooth, round, drift wood log and sat down to watch the sunset. The glowing orange sun had already kissed the waterd of the distant horizon, sending shafts of brilliant orange, yellow, red, and mauve through the clouds. As the sun dipped its orb below the horizon, the sun created a fiery furnace of glowing orange with grey edges from the clouds. Nan and Denise sat in silence with the sound of the waves rolling onto shore and swishing among the shell-strewn sand before returning from where they came in a frothy foam...Mother Sea. Soon the far horizon's muted, pastel colors were no more, gaving way to ebon night with its myrid of stars roaming the depths of space. Denise reached out and softly stroked the back of Nan's hand and said, "Nan, are you ready to go to our apartment?" Nan turned her head and shook it "Yes." Denise took Nan's hand and helped her up as she herself stood up. While walking back to their apartment both Nan and Denise felt the sea breeze at their backs and smelled the briny sea. Both reveled in the gifts of Mother Earth for which they were thankful. The rest of the evening was spent talking, their having brought the two brown, stuffed, rocking chairs together on which they sat with each other's legs and feet pressing against their thighs or asses. They shared so much about their lives, much of it personal, and as they talked one thing stayed in the back of their minds: "What does she expect of me? Will I live up to her expectations and she mine? Will I disappoint her?" Nan especially pondered these questions since it had been such a long time since her breakup with her former love partner of eight years, and since then she had remained celebate, not even allowing herself the joys of self-love. Tonight would be a true test for Nan. She asked herself, "What was it about Denise she learned through their exchange of emails and phone dates that made her agree to meet her? Nan really didn't know. She thought their phone dates might have been a reason...the reason... since she was able to hear Denise's voice, allowing her to read and judge her personality and character. And, of course, how similar their lives were in many areas." These thoughts went through Nan's mind as they talked, each looking intently into one the other's eyes for signs and taking in one another's physical features. Denise certainly had the heigth advantage at 5 feet 11 inches to Nan's 5 feet 3 inches. Denise was thin but well proportioned for her size. Her breasts pert and firm, thrusting out from her chest wall like two mountains with a valley in between. Svelt and looking very feline in appearance. Her face heart shaped. Pale blue eyes with dark pupils and a speck of white light in them. Straight nose flared slightly at the nostrils. Lips sensuous but not puffy or full. Ears close against her head. Hair full but short and layered, cut around her ears and across the back. Yes, Denise had that feline look who stalks her prey despite her being gentle and loving inside and towards others. Nan, medium-long reddish hair that falls just past her shoulders, wavy but not curly. Eyes a sparkling emarald green. Fair, porcelain-like skin. Small nose to match her small facial features except for her exceptionally luscious, full lips...the kind that begged to be kissed...a round chin with slight dimples at the sides of her mouth. What really stood out on Nan were her breasts and full figure. Despite her heigth Nan had large, full breasts...about a 34 D cup, but they stood out firm without a bra, being somewhat pear-shaped...deep cleavage, especially with a miracle bra that thrusts the breasts up and forward...they are the kind of breasts one wants to bury her face in between and revel in their fullness. Narrow waist with her short body that flares out to well formed hips that match her chest measurement. Altogether Nan has an hourglass figure that looks as if she stepped out of the "Victorian Period" when women were "Reubenesque" in form whether like the women seen in corsets or naked as one saw on "French Postcards." Either way the ladies were quite well built and sensuous. That was Nan. A woman out of "Somewhere in Time." Time passed quickly, and soon it was time for bed, but neither Nan, especially Nan, nor Denise wanted to be the first to say it, neither one certain of what the other wanted or expected or if they'd make love the first night. Finally, Denise took the initiative as she most often would and said, "Well, Nan, I see it's getting late. We've been talking so long," she smiled. "Are you ready for bed?" Nan looked at Denise, studying her demeanor, trying to read her face and hoping to see some sign to let her know what Denise thought and wanted. She was, to say the least, very nervous, and she thought to herself, "Well, even though neither of us ever mentioned it, we both knew inside making love would be a part of our coming together." Overcoming her inner shyness and nervousness, Nan looked intently at Denise and said, "Yes, Denise. You're right. It's getting late, and we'll have plenty of time to get to know more about one another in the days to come." Denise smiled at Nan, offering her once more her hand as she put her feet onto the floor and got out of her chair. Nan followed, holding Denise's hand. "You go first, Nan, and shower. I'll get my teddy out and come after you're finished." Unexpectedly, and a surprise to both Denise and herself, Nan blurted out, "Why don't we shower together, Denise?" Denise was taken aback when she heard Nan's suggestion, but she didn't hesitate answering. "Okay. That's a good idea, Nan. We then can get into bed at the same time." Nan blushed at the idea even though it was her suggestion. Her heart raced. Her breath came fast and shallow. Nan couldn't believe she had made the first move, but she had. The two went to either side of the king size bed, Nan on the right and Denise on the left as one would face the headboard and wall. They slowly removed their clothing. First their sandals and then their blouses. Next, Denise removed her slacks and Nan her skirt, leaving both standing in bra and panties. As each undressed Nan and Denise couldn't help taking quick glances at the other as if each were unwraping a present. Simultaneously Nan and Denise removed their bras, freeing their breasts, and then both put their fingers inside the elastic waistbands of their painties, pulled them over their hips, let them fall to their feet, and stepped out of them. Now for the first time Nan and Denise were naked, naked and alone, and each looked into the other's eyes for signs of approval while they explored each other's bodies. Denise took in her breath when she saw Nan's magnificent globes of flesh...round and pear shaped so that they came to points at her large, half inch nipples and light crimson areolas the size of silver dollars, and yet they were firm and jutted out from her chest. Denise loved women with large breasts. She loved seeing them, feeling them, and sucking them. However, what really caught Denise's attention was Nan's reddish thick, heavy, hairy bush with hair growing in the thigh-abdomen creases and onto her inner thighs. Denise salivated at the very sight of it, especially seeing Nan's puffy pussy lips that ended with a large hood covering her clit. In sharp contrast to Nan's pussy, Denise's was shaved clean, leaving her skin silky smooth around her pussy, but there was a small line of fine, gold hair running from the top of her clit onto her abdomen where it was shaped like a golden heart. Above her heart but below her bellybutton was a small tatoo of a Celtic Knot symbolizing eternity. Together the two made quite a distinct pair, Denise tall and slender and Nan short and voluptuous. "Oh, Nan. You are so very lovely. Your beauty takes my breath away. I love your large breasts and thick, hairy bush." "You're beautiful to me, too, Denise. As for breasts yours are so round and pert and standing up without any support. They're lovely. And, my being shorter than you just by about a head puts my face just breast-high," Nan giggled. "I guess it does, Nan," Denise joined in with chuckles of her own. "Well, let's go shower." "If you don't mind, Denise, would you stand in front of the shower head and I'll be in front of you? I don't want to get my hair wet, and you're being taller will block the water spray." "That's fine with me, Nan, but let me stand back to let the water run and get hot," agreed Denise. Nan moved to the back of the tub, her back against the wall, and Denise reached down, lifted the handle to change the water's flow from the tub to the shower, and turned on the water. Denise jumped forward, and for the first time their bodies met, and as Nan had told Denise, Denise's breasts were very close to Nan's mouth. The very sight of such close contact between Nan's mouth and her tits, caused Denise's nipples to become hard, and gooseflesh prickled around her areolas. This reaction of Denise's did not pass Nan's attention either since she was looking right at tits. After that brief moment, Denise stepped back into the water's spray, and both saw the other's nipples hard and erect. Sexual energy had passed between them. Neither of them said anything, however, but got busy washing and rinsing themselves so they could get out of the tub, dry themselves off, and get into their teddies. Nan was first to finish and went into the bedroom where she put on her green teddy and smoothed it around her figure. As she was finishing, she looked up and saw Denise standing in the doorway between the bathroom and bedroom looking at her, and to Nan Denise looked as if she were standing in a frame, a statue carved in white marble. All this happened in seconds before Denise came over to the bed, picked up her lacy, black teddy and put it over her head. The teddy was cut high on the hips and ass cheeks and plunged to the point where her breasts meet. Denise reached between her legs and clicked the three snaps at the crotch. Nan had watched Denise putting on her teddy and saw how beautiful she looked in it, but her stare was broken when Denise got into bed and lay down beside her. When she did, both felt the sensual closeness of one another that emanated between them. Only three feet separated them, and their closeness was palpable, but their minds still raced with indecision about what to do next. Denise finally rolled over onto her left side and raised herself up onto her forearm which brought her closer to Nan. Nan was now more nervous than she had been, and her inner voice said to her, "Well, this is it. This is going to be our coming together however it might be." Nan had to admit she was nervous. Very nervous. She remembered how long it had been since she had been with a woman, and she didn't want to be awkward or feel unsure of herself. In short, Nan didn't want to disappoint Denise. Denise gazed into Nan's green eyes, and Nan, didn't look away but held Denise's stare. "Nan, do you know how beautiful you are?" Denise spoke softly. Nan didn't respond but basked in the glow of the compliment. Denise, not to let the moment pass, lowered her head toward Nan and kissed her softly and tenderly on her lips. Even though she was caught off guard as she had been at the airport, Nan, nevertheless, continued the kiss, the kiss that felt sweet, the kind she had missed during her former relationship. When Denise placed the tip of her tongue between Nan's lips, Nan opened them and let Denise slide her tongue between her moist lips and into her waiting mouth. Denise embraced Nan in her arms and brought her closer, her pert breasts indenting Nan's full breasts. Nan and Denise got lost in their embrace, and their kiss went on for minutes, their mouths openly pressed together or sucking on the other's lower lip. They thrust their tongues into the other's mouth and felt all around and let their tongues twist around each other as in a serpent dance. There came the time, however, when Nan who had never kissed this passionately nor this long thought to herself, "Will she never stop?" But Nan didn't break away so sexually turned on was she by this passionate kiss. In fact, it was Denise who broke the kiss and removed her lips from Nan, only to reach up to kiss Nan on the tip of her nose and then on both her closed eyelids. From her eyelids Denise moved on to Nan's ear, drawing the tip of her tongue from the outside into the inside at the opening. She softly blew warm air into Nan's ear canal, and then in a low, husky whisper Denise said, "Nan, I want you so very much. I want to kiss your body all over." Denise's words sent messages of eroticism to Nan's creative mind and ran through her body as sensual shivers of expectation of things to come. She saw images of Denise doing what she had said to her and felt her nipples become erect and hard as they pressed against her shear teddy and Denise's breasts. As her vivid imagination ran with Denise's words, Denise brought her right hand up and cradled the left side of Nan's face. Giving a final dip of her tongue into Nan's ear, Denise kissed down her face and neck where she stopped and sucked on Nan's skin until the blood underneath came to the surface and left its mark. At the same time she took Nan's hand into hers and extended her arm outward and away from Nan's body. Denise followed with her moist lips until she kissed Nan's palm, licking it several times. Denise licked Nan's palm, giving her more thrills as she dragged her tongue along the inside of Nan's arm, stopping to kiss the soft underside of her elbow. From her elbow Denise made her way to Nan's armpit, kissed it, and then licked all over this sensitive part of a woman, creating a noticeable pool of her saliva. Nan was deleriously excited now. No one before Denise had ever given such intimate attention to her during foreplay. Her partners, not that there were many, for the most part were interested mainly in having their pussies eaten so they could cum. Denise was different. Oh, so different. She moved slowly and deliberately as if time were of no consequence. For Denise there was no need to rush when making love. None at all. The night was young, and Denise planned to take Nan to the highest point of sexual pleasure and satisfaction. While still licking Nan's armpit, Denise reached up with her right hand and let her fingertips trace Nan's jaw before slowly letting them slide seductively down her neck, over her bare shoulder, and, without stopping, slide the strap of Nan's teddy off her shoulder, over her large breast, and down to her narrow waist. Now Nan's left breast was completely exposed. To Love Again Denise raised herself up and looked down at Nan's breast. The material of her teddy sliding over her nipple had caused it to swell with blood and grow even bigger than a half inch and rounder, too. Even her areola was a deeper shade of crimson. She marveled at its perfect symetry. While Denise looked at Nan's breast, Nan lay still with her eyes closed, not knowing what Denise would do next. Inwardly, Nan thought she would just take Denise's lead. Denise cupped Nan's breast and massaged it in her hand, feeling its weight and the round smoothness of it. With her left hand and forearm touching Nan's right side which gave her balance and with her eyes looking at Nan, she slowly lowered her head towards Nan's breast as she popped up her areola and nipple with her fingers. Salivating, Denise brougt her mouth just above Nan's nipple and blew her warm breath on it. As she saw it pucker, Denise opened her mouth and sucked Nan's nipple into it, covering it with her saliva. Denise felt the texture of Nan's nipple as she flicked her tongue around it, stopping occasionally to suck it. "Oh, my," Nan moaned softly, "I forgot how wonderful it feels to have someone fondle and suck my breasts. You're making me absolutely hot with desire, Denise." Denise said nothing. She kept on sucking, reveling in the contact between Nan's nipple and her tongue and mouth, and she was happy she was giving Nan pleasure. As Denise continued her sucking Nan's breast, she raised her hand and slid the other strap of Nan's teddy down, freeing the other breast that she immediately felt with her hand and began to squeeze and massage. She sucked on the right breast and fondled and tweaked the left with her fingers or between her thumb and forefinger. Denise stopped her sucking and massaging Nan's breasts and cupped them both in her hands, her fingers gently squeezing both nipples, and, making them rise between them, she created a very noticeable and tight cleavage. "Oh, Denise, that feels so good. I haven't felt this sexually stimulated in such a long time. Yes, suck my breasts. Suck them good," Nan moaned. With her hands on both breasts, Denise slid her hands off Nan's globes of succulent flesh and grasped the teddy and slid it down Nan's sides to her narrow waist and then over her round hips. "Nan, lift your ass so I can remove your teddy." Nan did as Denise asked, allowing Denise to slide the teddy down her legs and over her feet. Denise was now kneeling at Nan's feet and her eyes roamed her nude body. However, Denise didn't just want to see Nan's body. She wanted to feel it. Taste it. Enjoy the love between them. "Nan," Denise said," looking into Nan's eyes that were now slightly open, "did you enjoy that?" "Oh, yes. Very much, Denise. You helped me feel erotic sensations I haven't felt in many years. Too many. All due to a nasty break up. Plenty of hurt. Too much self-incrimination." Denise smiled. She was happy to be the one to help Nan back to her wanting to experience womanly pleasures. To Tip the Velvet once more. Still looking into Nan's eyes that now were misting from shear sexual pleasure, Denise spread Nan's legs so she could get between them. She then brought her knees between Nan's thighs until she felt the warmth of her flesh and smelled the fragrance of her musk. With her knees on the bed and outstretched arms resting on Nan's hips, Denise lowered her head and brought it down to Nan's deep cleavage. She kissed around Nan's hardened nipples and slid her wet tongue between her breasts and slowly licked and kissed her way down Nan's body to her bellybutton. Once past her bellybutton that looked like a dimple on her sculptured abdomen, Denise continued her way to Nan's hairy pussy, and the closer she got the headier was Nan's singular, womanly fragrance. Denise inhaled deeply, and then motivated by her reaching Nirvana, she grasped Nan's hips with her hands and brought her tongue to the top hairline of her pussy. She dragged the tip of her tongue along the upper edge of pubic hair, going from hip to hip. From here Denise licked between the hairy seams that she loved to do because to her it was very erotic. After the seams Denise buried her face into Nan's hairy pussy and kissed it all over, sometimes drawing her pubic hair into her mouth and sucking it until Nan's pussy was very wet and matted with her saliva. From all of Denise's kissing and licking her pussy Nan's erotic desires deepened, and without hesitating Nan whispered, "Denise, lick my pussy. Open my pussy lips and lick me." Thus encouraged, Denise slid her face down from Nan's hairy pubic hair and buried it into Nan's creamy wet pussy, her nose just above her vagina. "Oh, yes, Denise. That's what I need. That's what I want." Denise moved her face upward, licking as she went, until her mouth was over her clit. Denise made an "O" with her mouth and placed it directly on Nan's excited clit. She flicked her tongue back and forth quickly. Moved her head rapidly from side to side, stimulating both Nan's clit as well as her whole pussy, and then she stopped to suck Nan's clit, accumulating her saliva onto it and making it very wet and slick. Nan's body responded with waves of sensual sensations, causing her erotic level of sexual lust to rise and bring her closer to her orgasm. In response to Denise's licking and sucking her pussy, Nan raised her hips off the mattress which sent signals to Denise that Nan was getting close to cumming, but Denise wasn't ready to help Nan cum. Not just yet. She was hoping to introduce Nan to another first. Therefore, Denise stopped her sucking Nan's clit and eating her pussy, and said to Nan, "Love, I have to get something before going on," as she got out of bed and went quickly to the bathroom to get some towels, leaving Nan feeling naked without Denise being on her, but Denise returned quickly, bringing the towels back with her. Nan, of course, was in physical, sexual turmoil and didn't know what Denise was doing or going to do. When Denise got back onto the bed, she said, "Nan, lift your ass. I want to put these towels under you. I have a surprise for you if all goes as I'd like it to go." Nan lifted her ass without saying a word. Denise laid out the towels underneath Nan's ass, and then had Nan lower it. Once things were back as they were with Denise kneeling beside Nan with her hands on Nan's hips, Denise was ready to continue. She gave Nan's pussy a kiss and a lick, and then she began sliding her body down Nan's, kissing and licking the inside of her thighs as she went and moving from one thigh to the other. She stopped momentarily to kiss near the inside of Nan's knees and then continued down Nan's calves to her feet. Once kneeling at her feet, Denise kissed her ankles and the insteps, and then she licked her way to Nan's toes. Denise lifted Nan's right leg and held it up so she could get to it more easily. Once Nan's foot was in front of her mouth, she began sucking the toes one at a time and licking in between them. Having sucked each toe, Denise put the front of Nan's whole foot into her mouth as far as she could and began sucking on it. She did the same for Nan's left foot. "Oh, god!" Nan cried out in a voice above a whisper. "Denise, how you make me feel. Never have I had anyone lick my feet or suck my toes and feet. You are doing things to me I never even knew were done, but I love what you're doing. It is so decadent and erotic." "Then just lie back and enjoy my attention to your beautiful body, Nan," responded Denise smiling to herself. Denise then worked her way back up Nan's legs to her pussy where she resumed her sucking and licking. She licked and kissed Nan's outer pussy and then as her mouth came to the slightly extended fluted wings of her small labia, she sucked on them one at a time but then drew them both into her mouth and sucked on them as she would Nan's nipples. From the fluted flesh of Nan's small labia, Denise let her tongue slowly descend to Nan's vaginal opening where she now not only smelled Nan's fragrance but looked at her open vagina. She saw how creamy it was around the edges. This stimulated Denise, causing herself to feel how wet she was between her legs, and she thought how stained the crotch of her teddy must be. Denise took her fingers and spread Nan's pussy open, and she noticed the contrast between the blood-engorged pussy lips to the coral color of Nan's vagina. It was Nan's vagina Denise wanted as much access to as she possibly could in order to coat her tongue thoroughly with her delicious pussy cream. She also wanted to coat her fingers with Nan's creamy lubricant, too. With her tongue and fingers wet with Nan's pussy cream, Denise withdrew her tongue from Nan's pussy and moved down between her ass cheeks. She slid her tongue past Nan's perineum. Once there Denise put her hands on the inside of Nan's ass cheeks, rolled her ass upwards, and spread them, exposing Nan's puckered asshole that was slightly open. "Now what is she going to do," wondered Nan. However, at the same time this thought passed through Nan's mind Denise swiped her cream-coated tongue gently over Nan's asshole. The touch of Denise's tongue on her asshole was another first for Nan, but she wasn't sure she liked it or not. She thought it was so personal and maybe somewhat degrading; however, she had put herself in Denise's hands and trusted her. Besides, Nan had to admit it was sexually erotic and stimulating. Even so, Nan wasn't prepared for what happened next. Denise who had placed her fingertips near Nan's asshole stretched it open even more so that there was a hole where once it had been just puckered. "Oh, my god. I can't believe this is happening," Nan thought Denise, however, moved her right middle finger and drew circles around Nan's asshole. When she felt it relax, she dipped her finger inside Nan's asshole that immediately closed around it as it should. "Relax, Nan," cooed Denise. "I'm not going to hurt you. I promise." "Promise?" asked Nan. "Promise. You know I'd never hurt you. Don't you?" encouraged Denise. "Yes, I know," said Nan. "Then relax, Love, and enjoy this." "All right," Nan sighed slowly through her partially opened lips. Nan took several deep breaths to calm herself and smiled inwardly. "This is like going to the dentist and not really knowing what she will do." However, Nan did relax, and her asshole opened again for Denise. Feeling the release, Denise moved her finger around inside Nan, and as she continued to do this, Denise gently inserted it deeper and deeper until she had it up to her hand. Nan's asshole was so tight, but it began to relax and expand for Denise to move her finger in and out to the point where she was finger-fucking Nan's juicy asshole. "Oh, Denise, I didn't know my asshole could be so sensitive to the touch and how good it would feel. I think I could cum just by it." "Oh, no, Nan. Even though that may be, it is still not time for your orgasm," Denise said. "There's still much more to come, but consider getting fucked in the ass as another first for you." As Denise said this, she withdrew her finger from Nan's asshole and swiped it between the crotch of her teddy. Feeling how wet she was, Denise brought her hand up to the crotch of her teddy and felt around it, sliding her finger along the crack of her pussy. From her crotch Denise went to Nan's pussy and felt it. "My goodness, Nan! Are you ever wet," exclaimed Denise. "It's all your fault you know," said Nan teasingly. "Since that's the case, let's feel inside your vagina," said Denise. Nan said to herself, "I've come this far. I might as well go all the way." As Nan was admitting this to herself, she felt Denise's fingers slide up her vaginal opening that was coated with pussy cream. Nan had lubricated so much by now it was even running out of her vagina. Denise pressed the tips of her fingers along the upper part of Nan's vaginal sheath until they touched the back wall of her womb. In passing to get there she felt Nan's cervix and came back to it to circle around it with her fingertips as if they were a merry-go-round. All this inflamed Nan with desire, and she moaned with pure pleasure as Denise caressed her Epicenter that is located at the top where womb and cervix meet. Nan's moans motivated Denise to move on with her exploration of her vaginal sheath. Denise slid her fingers forward toward Nan's vaginal opening but stopped when she felt the puffy, fluid-filled sac of Nan's G-Spot. With all the stimulation Nan had been receiving, the sac was very full of paraurethral fluid that surrounds the urethra, and Denise felt its spongy texture with her sensitive fingertips, and she knew the gift Nan would be able to give her before the night was over. After feeling Nan's G-Spot for several minutes and how it was squeezing her fingers inside Nan's vagina, Denise slowly withdrew them towards the opening. Once there, Denise began a slow rhythm of in-and-outs as she began to finger fuck Nan's pussy. With time she increased the rhythm until she was sliding her two fingers inside Nan's vagina as fast as she could, gliding past the ridges just inside Nan's vagina and her spongy G-Spot to the back of her womb. Denise was kneeling next to Nan's sweat-covered body with her head facing Nan's feet. Denise felt the heat of their intimate closeness. She looked down at her hand moving rapidly in-and-out of Nan's pussy, separating her pussy lips, and she became very excited. While she looked at her fingers fucking Nan, she also heard the squish, squish of each stroke. This erotic sound made Denise even more sexually aroused than she had been. Nan felt and heard this, too, and was beside herself with the sound and feel of it, and with sensual delight Nan said, "Oh, Denise. It's wet down there. It's so very wet." "Yes, Love. It's very wet down there," Denise said as she saw fluid running out of Nan's vagina onto her hand with each stroke, and the fluid accumulating in her hand and on Nan's pussy to overflowing so that it ran between Nan's legs and ass cheeks and onto the towels Denise had put underneath Nan's ass. Denise was aflame with passion and brought her wet fingers up to her mouth and sucked on them, tasting the fluid coming out of Nan's vagina. "Ah, this is a foretaste of things to cum," sighed Denise within herself. Denise could not pass up the opportunity to reap some of her rewards, and so she bent forward into a half sixty-nine position between Nan's splayed legs and began licking the fluid and sucking it up into her mouth. She then buried her face into Nan's gushing pussy, her mouth covering Nan's vaginal opening and drinking the fluid as it continued to run freely out of Nan's vagina. At the same time Denise reached back with her left hand and went between her legs. With ease she undid the snaps on her teddy's crotch, freeing her gleaming, cream-covered, pussy. When her fingers touched her shaved pussy, Denise put them to work on it. She stuck them as deeply into her pussy as possible and moved them in and out, and then she slid her fingers out and brought them up to her bare, puffy, pussy lips and on to her sex-charged clit. Once there she rubbed her clit back and forth very quickly, pressing down as she felt her orgasm coming from deep within her. All of her sexual energy was ready to explode in a myrid of pussy-wrenching cumming. "Oh, my god," Denise moaned with her muffled voice into Nan's pussy as she continued to eat her out. Denise's orgasm slammed her face as far into Nan's pussy as humanly possible, and she felt the waves of wanton pleasure rip through her body. When Denise was partially calm from her orgasm, she lifted her face off Nan's pussy, and it was covered with her love juice. Denise then brought her fingers up to her mouth and sucked on them and licked them clean, and then she dipped them back down and into her pussy and brought them up very wet. "Here, Love. This is how I taste," said Denise. Nan opened her mouth and took Denise's fingers into her mouth and licked her pussy cream. When they were licked clean of Denise's pussy cream, Denise reached down and shoved her fingers into Nan's pussy and brought them up all coated with Nan's own pussy cream. "And this is how you taste, Nan. Isn't it good?" Nan licked and sucked on Denise's fingers and coming off them said, "Oh, my, yes. I like the way I taste. Very much." Now Nan began to fidget and moan, and all her senses centered on one place, her clit, from the glans/nub and hood to her shaft that has long, thin bands of firm tissue which flare outward from the shaft along the pubic bone into two points that are also called the crus or cross. This vibrates rapidly during orgasm, and all of these parts of a woman's clit are engorged with blood. "Oh, Denise. I'm so ready to cum. You have taken me onto a mountain top of sexual desire, and I need to shout my having reached the top. Please let it be soon. Don't let me just a few steps away," Nan implored Denise. "All right, Love. It will be soon," answered Denise. "I promise." With all her fingers now inside Nan,s pussy, Denise bent over and licked her pussy just above them, her right thumb almost touching Nan's clit. From there Denise slowly moved upwards with her tongue, separating her pussy lips. She felt the velvety smoothness of Nan's skin in contrast to the curly softness of her bush of pubic hair. She took her time, going up Nan's pussy as she had come down. Thus, like a mountaineer Denise sought her goal: to reach the top of the mountain...Nan's fully aroused clit. It was here Denise brought fulfillment for Nan and for herself: Nan's orgasm(s). That which Nan had denied herself for eight years. Not even by self-love. Such was Nan's celibacy. "Ohhhh, yessssss, Denise. You're almost there. Love, help me get to the top. Help me cum. It's been so long. So very long. You have awakened the tiger in me," said Nan. Without any further hesitation, Denise sucked in Nan's clit and sucked it up into her mouth, covering it and the flesh around it. Nan jumped and thrust her hips forward and off the mattress, pushing her clit even more into Denise's mouth while pressing down on the back of her head. Denise flicked Nan's clit. Circled it with her tongue. Each suck brought Nan closer and closer to her goal. Denise felt Nan's thigh's tremble on the sides of her face, and this excited her. It also excited her to suck still harder. Unexpectedly, Nan stopped momentarily, pausing for what Denise didn't know or why. Almost as quickly as Nan stopped, she let out a sounding moan that filled the room. "Oh, god. Oh, my, Denise. Yes! Yes! There. Right there. Eat my pussy," cried Nan. Denise, while looking up at Nan's face, took her clit between her teeth and very gently nipped it. Tremors of wanton energy came in quick, successive waves until Nan's clit, overloaded with sexual energy, vibrated itself in a series of orgasms, the first being small but each one building on the other until Nan screamed inside herself because the orgasms were so intense she could not voice them. They were orgasms she had never experienced in her entire life. Her eyes at first were clenched tightly. Her gorgeous, volupuous mouth was open with her head bent backwards slightly. At the same time Nan grasped her full breasts and squeezed them throughout her erotic release. Slowly coming down from her mountain top of sexual release, Nan opened her eyes and saw Denise looking back at her in sensual serenity. She had a different look about her. Nan's eyes were glazed over. It was a look that took away Denise's breath. A look of pure erotic surprise, not having known she could have such feelings, and she realized that she never had an orgasm in her entire life up till then. This was her first.