Alessandra's Awakening: Part II
by
Alessandra Tamino alessandratamino@yahoo.com
This story depicts sexual interactions between lesbian adults. If you are offended, please do not read. If you enjoy the story, email me! This is a continuation, and is partly fictional, largely autobiographical.
Part II
Here I was, kneeling, scarcely an hour after I had embarked on this exhilarating but depraved adventure, in an apartment high above the city's din. My hands were bound behind me and I was tethered to a table post by a leash attached to a collar around my neck. I had just witnessed two beautiful women engage in sexual behavior I had been afraid even to dream of.
What did they have in store for me this weekend? They told me I would be free to go at any time -- but my 'belongings' had been shredded, and I gazed at the strips of dress lying on the chair suspiciously and with rising excitement.
Melissa, the blonde, had just backed off Jennier, the luscious redhead. Jennifer sat spreadeagled on the sofa, her elegant inviting legs showing the moistness of her unsatisfied cunt. She had a dancer's body: firm, taut, mature and now begging for attention. But I couldn't move.
Melissa then came over to me and cupped my chin in her hand, smiling at what she knew was my bursting arousal. She herself was alive, vibrant with desire, but she was clearly trying to pace the proceedings.
"Well, little slut, I bet you liked what you saw. And because you've been rather good -- actually, I should say, good enough -- I'm going to treat you." Every tissue of my skin was crying out for contact.
She called to Jennifer: "Jennifer, my lovely bitch, spread those wonderful legs of yours for my slut".
Jennifer complied: her legs stretched out nearly the length of the sofa: they were tan and oh so beckoning.
She had kept her heels on, and her short skirt was crowed around her waist, breasts and cunt exposed lewdly.
Melissa untied the leash but kept my hands bound by it behind me, then motioned for me to approach Jennifer.
"I want to watch you tease my lover. Crawl over to the end of the sofa and start licking her shoe. I want your tongue and spittle over every inch of it."
I did as I was told, but could hardly restrain myself from wanting to do away with the preliminaries and taste Jennifer's sweet cunt cum. I sucked on the stiletto heel, ran my tongue along the entire sole and
uppers, and out of the corner of my eye saw Jennifer twitch with anticipation.
"Good girl," said Melissa, "now you may proceed -- but slowly." I nodded, careful not to say anything aloud, and very slowly began to trace the tip of my tongue along Jennifer's ankle, calf and thigh; I repeated this from different starting points along her foot, and once I ventured so close to her cunt only to have my head roughly snapped back by Melissa, who ordered me to start again with her other foot and leg. I licked and kissed and covered Jennifer's leg until it gleamed. She had settled down from her near orgasm and was now beginning to build up again to an insatiable state.
Melissa again moved behind Jennifer and engaged her in a long and luscious French kiss, deeply passionate. She pinched Jennifer's nipples and then harshly guided my head to Jennifer's oozing pussy.
I had never been with a woman before, never imagined it could be so beautiful and exciting. Jennifer's smell intoxicated me. But instead of going full force, I continued to tease, lightly tracing my tongue over her labia, occasionally poking it into the inner folds, skimming it along the slit and reaching with it to her luscious nether bud.
So I went, from her hooded to unhooded buds, while Melissa continued her fondling, and Jennifer's breathing grew heavier and more rapid until a hand forced me down and held me close to her pussy and she ground herself into my mouth. I was in a small sort of heaven. I licked rapidly now, from her ass to her clit, in wide swaths, my nose buried at times in her cunt until I felt the uncontrollable muscular contractions of her climax, heard her scream with wild pleasure while wicked Melissa stretched her nipples at least 6 inches from her chest.
Then Melissa pulled my glistening hungry mouth away: I must have looked delectable. My face was shiny with cum, my tongue savored the new tastes, and my mind raced with excited forepleasure. Jennifer smiled at me, a lazy smile of appreciation.
Melissa was steaming at the sight: I would have loved to eat her out at the moment but she had other ideas in mind. She turned Jennifer onto her knees and asked her to spread her legs as far as possible. She then freed my hands by undoing the leash's tie, and rotated the collar so that the leash's attachment was behind my neck. She pulled the leash up under my ass and pussy and inserted it into a ringon the front of the collar, then snapped it a few times so that I nearly came. I was still on my knees and she lightly slapped my cheek:
"Don't you dare come unless you are given permission," she whispered.
"My Jennifer likes her ass licked right and proper, slut, so go to it!"
I didn't need any further encouragement. With my now-free hands I spread her taut buttocks and exposed her lovely anus, which I licked up and around, rapidly and slowly, to Jennifer's moans of pleasure.
Melissa had now positioned herself on the sofa directly in front of the kneeling Jennifer, and held her legs high and apart for Jennifer's lips and tongue. Within minutes she was bucking and moaning: Jennifer had inserted two fingers into her ass and she licked Melissa fiercely while I pushed my tongue deeper and deeper into her own ass and felt her move backwards to impale herself on my mouth.
Melissa came in waves, and taking advantage of her being out of control I started spanking Jennifer's ass and pussy with my hand between bouts of licking. This brought her to an unforeseen climax: my tongue was buried in her anus and my right hand was forcefully slapping and stinging her pussy lips. When Melissa came back to earth, she kissed me on the mouth, and then allowed me to kiss Jennifer, long and sweet.
It was barely ten o'clock....and I had just had the best sexual time of my life, even though I hadn't even come. But I knew that my turn couldn't be far away.
End of Part II. If you wish me to continue this series, please email: alessandratamino@yahoo.com