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Subject: {ASSM} Sunday Afternoon, While The Big Game Played (FF)
Date: Tue, 11 Apr 2000 21:10:16 -0400
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Sunday Afternoon, While The Big Game Played
The muted sounds of football come from the family
room. Kayla hears a puffing sound as a beer is
opened. Her man, and the man from next door, will
watch as the two teams clash. Kayla has another
meeting in mind. She sees herself in the hallway
mirror as she prepares to leave. She is a thirty-five
years old, with dark hair that falls about her
shoulders in thick waves. Her eyes are a soft amber.
She is dressed in white shorts and a red tank top.
Her medium size breasts move under the shirt as she
walks, the nipples making little points. She slips on
her casual cloth shoes and walks out of the house.
Laney is next door, in her bedroom. She is redheaded,
with green-blue eyes and a smattering of freckles.
Her hair is long and straight, and she is brushing it.
She sits on the bed, looking in the mirror and not
seeing anything. Her eyes are half closed and a small
smile of erotic anticipation curls her pleasant mouth.
She is dressed in a dark blue sundress that clings to
her body like a second skin. She has a generous
bosom, heavy and round. She is naked underneath the
dress.
Kayla rings the doorbell. She admires the crisp
autumn day and the bright sunshine. She shivers a
bit. She hungers.
The door opens. Laney tilts her head and smiles.
Kayla comes in and Laney closes the door.
There in the foyer, the women embrace. Their arms
reach out slowly and hug tightly. Laney is slightly
taller than Kayla. She bends her head down and
whispers hello.
Kayla opens her mouth and they kiss. Both women utter
soft moaning sighs as they press their bodies into
each other and crush their lips together. Kayla finds
Laney's mouth is warm and wet and infinitely sweet.
Laney finds her lust growing as the humid kiss
continues.
They break apart and look at each other. Laney
indicates the stairs. Kayla, her walk a bit unsteady,
heads up. The redhead follows.
It turns out to be a slow progression. The women
cannot keep their hands off each other. They walk up
the stairs side by side. Their arms go around each
other's waist as they rise, and their other hands
clumsily find each other's breasts, squeezing softly.
They nearly stumble as they reach the top of the
stairs.
They are shaking with desire. Laney feels her nipples
stiff against her dress, and her pussy is moistening.
Kayla's breasts tingle from her lover's hand.
They get to the end of the hall, walking slowly as
they kiss and feel each other. Laney reaches behind
her to get the doorknob as Kayla moves her hand down
and touches Laney's mound through the cloth of her
skirt. The door swings open and the women stagger to
the bed.
No words have been said. They communicate through
throaty moans and short whimpers. Laney falls back on
the bed and Kayla lowers her body on top. Laney opens
her legs as she claws at the back of Kayla's shirt.
Kayla opens her mouth and kisses Laney deeply, wet
tongues darting and wrestling.
Laney pulls the tank top up and Kayla breaks the kiss
as her round breasts are exposed. Kayla sits up and
pulls on the shoulders of Laney's dress, making short
sharp sounds of need. She tugs on the sleeves and the
top pulls down past Kayla's heavy breasts. She can
see the thick erect nipples and dark areolae as she
pulls the dress down past the hips.
Laney lifts her hips off the mattress as the dress is
pulled all the way off and tossed on the floor. She
then sits up and grabs Kayla by the arm. She firmly
pulls her lover down on the bed beside her and reaches
for her shorts. She quickly undoes the snap and pulls
the zipper down. She reaches with her fingers into
the waistband and pulls the shorts off in one quick
moment.
Both women are naked now. Laney looks down at the
thick tuft of brown fur that defines Kayla's sex. She
can see the vague shadow of the labial swelling in the
triangle of sweet hair. Her eyes then trace the round
curve of the breasts and the pink nipples, stiff and
pebbly.
Kayla looks at her lover, and sees the womanly hips
and heavy breasts with their dark nipples. She licks
her lips as her eyes dwell upon the crimson thatch
between Laney's legs. Laney's legs part, and the wet
lips open, glistening and inviting.
Laney rises from the bed. Kayla scoots backwards on
the quilted comforter. She rests her head against the
pillow. Her hands rise lazily to her own breasts, and
she starts to fondle her nipples, twirling the hard
pink nubbins with her thumb and forefinger. She
starts to open her legs.
Laney stands naked at the foot of the bed and regards
the dark-haired woman with hooded eyes, her mouth
open. She unconsciously moves her hand to her mound
and casually introduces an index finger to the slit
brimming with slickness.
The naked women watch each other and their lascivious
displays for at least a minute. The libidinous
tension increases as they tease each other.
Kayla strokes her breasts and says softly: Is this
what you want?
Laney nods, eyes fixed. Kayla opens her legs wider,
licks one of her fingers, and slides it between the
lips of her sex. She reaches down with her other hand
and spreads the lips apart. The shiny pearl of her
clitoris is swimming in nectar.
Kayla says: Are you woman enough?
Laney's finger moves faster on her own pussy.
Kayla's face contorts. She says loudly: DO IT! NOW!
Laney leaps. Her heavy breasts tumble and bounce as
she lands on her lover. Kayla cries out in joy as
Laney's body collides with hers, the breasts meeting
in tingling shock and the belly flesh smacking
together. Laney's thick nipples poke into the Kayla's
breasts and her red-haired pussy makes delightful wet
contact with Kayla's wide-open quim.
Kayla growls with sheer animal lust and she throws her
arms around Laney in a tight squeezing embrace. She
feels the compression of their breasts and buries her
head in Laney's shoulder. She kisses the redhead's
neck, nibbling softly with her teeth. Her eyes are
closed in raw sexual rapture.
Laney starts to push forward with her hips, and feels
her wet labia separate and the hard protuberance of
her clit push into Kayla's sopping cunt. She cries
out as her clit slides along Kayla's, the heads
meeting with exquisite sensation. She closes her own
eyes and lifts her face up, breath coming faster.
Their mouths find each other and they kiss with wet,
pure whimpering intensity. Their stiff nipples tangle
with jolting shocks of sensation, and they press their
breasts together even tighter.
Laney begins to slowly fuck her lover, her hips rising
and falling in a carnal rhythm as old as time. Kayla
feels slap of wet pink flesh as a throbbing smack of
ecstasy, and she starts to moan. Laney brings her
pussy down and her ass cheeks clench as the tangled
dripping mounds collide. The moist slapping sound
inflames them both. Laney's hips start to beat
faster. At each contact, Laney grinds her cunt
forcefully into Kayla's pulsating sex.
The bed is shaking now with violent carnal cadence of
their tribadistic dance. The wanton tension
increases, like a hot steel spring was being wound
deep in their pelvises. Both women are mewling, the
unintelligible noises of animal lechery deep in their
throats.
Release draws near. They can feel the burning steel
spring winding to a breaking point. Their flesh is
one fiery wet orgy of fucking.
Kayla cries out sharply, and wraps her legs tightly
around Laney's waist. She screams, Oh, fuck me,
Laney! Oh, fuck me!
Laney screws her pelvis down and her cunt slams into
Kayla's. She swivels her hips and rubs her turgid
clit along Kayla's hot pink pearl. The clits collide
in aching urgency, and the orgasm erupts for both of
them.
The lovers scream and the liquid evidence of their
climax spurts like a stream of pearly juice from their
swollen pussies. Their hips buck against each other
in a jerky rhythm of unbridled bliss, and the
contractions ripple through their bodies like waves of
sheer joy. Their nipples get even stiffer as the
orgasm shakes them. Their tightly closed eyes leak
tears.
The release is like a thirst finally quenched, and a
ravenous hunger at long last satisfied. The pulses of
pleasure ease as Laney and Kayla move together in
slower, gentler motions. The warm rivulets of fluid
stream down the flesh and puddle on the comforter.
Laney rests in Kayla's arms, stroking each other
softly, whispering endearments. Their breath catches
now and then, as the twinges of remembered lust echo
in their bodies. They kiss lightly, warm moist
tongues in gentle grazing contact.
A sweet afternoon beckons. With any luck at all, the
football game will go into overtime.
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