Message-ID: <26319asstr$968850603@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20000913103137.10995.qmail@web3104.mail.yahoo.com> From: Riffat <mumber7_1999@yahoo.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Subject: {ASSM} West Is Wild Again: Part3 Date: Wed, 13 Sep 2000 09:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2000/26319> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: IceAltar, RuiJorge, english Title: West Is Wild Again-Part3 Author: Phoenician Warrior Codes: Lesbian, FF, cons, rom, hist e-mail: mumber7_1999@yahoo.com Chapter 3: Mi Casa is su Casa, Amor Mio December 12, 1876 After finishing their breakfast, both the women went on to their morning activities. Della headed towards the Nuestra Senora de Socorro mission located at the southern edge of town while Sam went downtown to the office of Land Registry. Upon arriving at the mission, Della went inside to the girls school compound and waited outside the office of the Mother Superior. After being kept waiting for the better part of two hours, a young nun Sister Rosa Jimminez escorted Della inside to meet Isabella Alfonsin de La Madrid the Mother Superior. Even at first sight, Della immediately disliked the other woman. Despite being dressed in an austere nuns habit, the Mother Superior radiated a regal aura and air of superiority. With a haughty flick of her wrist, Mother Isabella dismissed the young nun and turned her gaze towards Della and stared her in such a blatant manner which made the young woman extremely uncomfortable. Della introduced herself and presented her letter of appointment by the arch diocese of San Antonio. With barely a glance at the document, Mother Isabella put it aside and curtly informed Della about her teaching duties at the school. During the whole conversation the older woman did not break eye contact and when she was finished she reached for her rosary beads. Della was left in no doubt that she was being dismissed. As she rose to leave the room she heard the Mother Superior's parting remarks "Next time see Sister Rosa when you report for duty". Although not a regular church goer, Della had been raised catholic and the haughty Mother Superior was one side of the church which she had not been aware of. Della assumed that Mother Isabella was from an aristocratic family of pure Spanish blood who thought little of the Norte Americanos (catholic or not) and even little of ordinary mestizo Mexicans like Sister Rosa. Outside the office Sister Rosa gave her a small smile of understanding, apparently the young nun was well used to the rudeness of the Mother Superior. As Della chatted with the young girl it became apparent that she was to report to the girls school the following Monday at 8.00 AM sharp and is to teach English and Geography. Della was given the books for teaching. Upon inquiry Sister Rosa told her that Della is required to find her own accommodation as the mission provided rooms only for members of the order and the schoolgirls who boarded there. Della spent the rest of the morning touring the various parts of the mission and it was nearly noon when she decided to head back to town. As she exited the mission and started on the long walk back she heard a familiar voice "One look at those young senoritas and you don't even look at me anymore". Turning sideways Della broke into a smile as she saw Sam sitting atop the driving seat of a horse wagon. "Need a ride into town" continued Sam. As Della walked towards the wagon she asked "How long you've waiting there?" "Oh, half hour I guess" replied Sam with shrug of her shoulders "I finished at the clerks office by ten so I went to the livery stables and got myself this wagon and came down to look if you were finished" As Della approached the wagon, Sam reached out with her hand to help and with a strong jerk she pulled Della up. "Goodness Grandma, what strong arms you have" Della exclaimed, duly impressed by her friends apparent strength. As the girls rode they exchanged the latest news about their morning work. Della said that she will have to start looking for a permanent place to stay as she could not afford to stay at the "Casa Las Palmas" for much longer. Sam in turn told her that she had obtained possession of the ranch and asked her if she wanted to go and have a look at it as it was near the mission. " I guess we can stop there before heading back to the city" agreed Della. Sam turned the wagon onto a dirt trail and within a few minutes they were at the ranch. An engraved wooden sign reading "Rancho Mirage" welcomed them upon entry into the arching gates. The main structure was a Mexican style hacienda flanked by the barn and the water well. Although showing signs of prolonged disuse, the building was in good condition. Both the girls critically surveyed the land, especially the gunk bushes which grew wild and passed for pasture out here in the high desert. "Very nice indeed" exclaimed Della "Although you might have to do some fixi'n up and cleaning". "Not some, a LOT of fixi'n up" agreed Sam. As the wagon came to a halt, Della and Sam jumped out and ran towards the hacienda. Upon entry they found a spacious courtyard leading into the parlor and kitchen. Upstairs were the bedrooms. As the girls walked up the stairs Della could see faint pride and joy in her friend's face. "It really is wonderful" said Della putting her arms around Sam's shoulders. "You know what will really be wonderful?" queried Sam "If you would agree to come stay with me". "Oh Sam that's very generous of you but I can't possibly accept" Della replied softly. "God dammit, why do you have to be stubborn like a burro?" replied Sam with exasperation. "I guess there is no way you will accept rent money from me" replied Della "You got that right missy. I'm not a landlord and you're not a tenant, and besides we're friends" Sam spoke softly trying to convince Della to change her mind. "Well I will accept, but on one condition" agreed Della "That you will let me help you in fixing this place and get it up and running". With her face radiating joy, Sam drew Della close and kissed her full on the mouth. "I guess we have a deal" sighed Della breaking off the kiss "So when can we move in". Both women burst out into laughter at this remark. As they piled in the wagon to turn back they talked and decided that they will stay the night at the boarding house and will leave in the morning for the ranch. Back at their hotel Sam and Della rushed up the stairs and into their room, both eager to consummate their friendship with passionate lovemaking. The girls embraced with Della cupping Sam's breasts and in turn having her ass cheeks squeezed and fondled by the brunette. Thinking back to the afternoon and Sam's display of strength, Della wasn't going to be outdone. She lifted Sam by grasping her waist in a bear hug and carrying her towards the bed. Too astonished at her friend's action, Sam was unable to utter any protests. Unfortunately a few steps near the bed Della lost her balance and tumbled forward, resulting in both of them crashing down on the bed with a loud sound. Neither of them were hurt and they just bounced around on top of each other, before they could catch their breath there was a loud knocking at their door. "Senora Cord! Senora Johnson! Are you okay? Is everything fine?" inquired Senor Esposito from outside "Senora, please answer, what was that noise". The girls separated from each other and Della went and opened the door. As Senor Esposito entered he remarked mournfully "Oh Senora Cord, you know that this is a respectable establishment and we do not allow men into ladies rooms". "Its not what you think Senor" replied Della "It's just me and Senora Johnson in here". Continuing she said "You see Senora Johnson slipped and fell down, nothing more" pointing to Sam who was lying prone on the bed rubbing her head as if in pain. "I hope you're okay Senora Johnson?" the concierge replied. After being assured of their well being the concierge left the room leaving the women to continue with their sensual foreplay. "So where were we before you decided to become a strong man from a Wild West Travelling Circus" asked a giggling Sam as she drew Della to her on the bed. Della stood up from the bed and began undressing for sleep. In no time, she had squirmed her naked body between the sheets, delighting in their softness against her swelling breast nipples. Without saying a word, Sam too, undressed and slipped naked beside her friend in the huge double bed. Della's cheeks felt warm and flush with the rush of blood excitedly coloring them at her vulnerable feelings, and she sensed the warmth of her taller friend's soft skin as she allowed her ass-cheeks to come into contact with Sam's. Wild impulses spread like firebrands through Della's desire-infused body as she felt Sam's body turn over and her arm gently drawing her into a cuddling closeness. The brunette eased over toward her, placing her lush white breasts at a level with Della's face. Then Sam's other hand began a slow caress on the crown of her head, almost lovingly stroking her hair as she pressed Della's unresisting face into the sweet-smelling resilience of her warm, full breasts, their little hardened cherry-like ripened nipples ready to burst! Della felt her own arm moving as if of its own volition, her hand creeping over the soft smooth flesh of Sam's slender waist and around back to clasp at the warm hollow of her spine. Excitedly, she embraced the taller woman, prepared to give herself fully to this wonderful intoxication. She trailed her eager fingers over the warm vibrant flesh of Sam's satin-smooth skin, returning to trace the path of her rib cage upward, until she brushed over the softly yielding ripeness of Sam's milk-white breasts against her face. Della heard her friend gasp at the sensitive contact, and she raised her face, their eyes meeting and searching, each looking to see if their feelings for each other were the same. Della stretched her long legs then, pressing her naked body tighter against the soft contours that molded so well to hers. Her hand slipped in a gentle cupping caress over Sam's firm, full breast, her own chest heavily rising and falling beneath as she pressed her belly softly against her friend's. "I want to love you," Della said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want to love you, and I want you to love me". Della was waiting for her friend to answer with words, but instead, she felt Sam's hand move to the swelling mound of one breast and tenderly grasp it, sending a thrill of delight quaking over her waiting flesh. The sheet was brushed away, and the both of them lay totally exposed to the cool night air, while Sam's desire-giving fingers danced lightly over Della's tingling body. They caught one tiny nipple, then the other, rolling and squeezing them with skill and delicacy. The blonde girl's sensually aroused flesh began to respond to Sam's touch, and Sam herself was thrilling to the caressing of her friend's hands. Suddenly, Della felt her passionate friend slipping downward in the bed. She popped her eyes open, raising her head to watch in excited anticipation as the taller girl's voluptuous white curves slithered warmly downward on top of her, easing Della's own legs and thighs insistently apart with the wedging pressure of her supple, shapely body. With her hands, Sam spread the rounded fullness of Della's trembling thighs even wider open until her blonde curl-sprinkled loins and pouting vaginal lips were completely exposed to the sparkling brown eyes gleaming hungrily down from only inches above. And then Sam dropped her head, nestling her face into the soft, intimate hollow between the panting girl's widespread legs. Instantly, the entrance of Della's cunt was swept up in a maze of erotic sensations which rippled through her belly as she felt searing kisses along the heated flesh of her inner thighs, felt the warm puffs of breath, and the wet, burning contact of Sam's tongue. Della's breath caught in her throat as Sam traced the inner softness of her cuntal slit again and again, licking in long, sweeping strokes from top to bottom... causing Della to reflexively raise her naked loins to each maddening stroke of the magic, up-lifting tongue. Della felt her tiny clitoris quivering erect and knew that it was peering out from its hooded canopy, swelling with the first stab on intensive sensation as her friend's tongue grazed wetly over it. She expelled her breath with a ragged, hissing sound, slowly tossing her head when the lust-driven oral invader eased hotly in between the desire-flushed lips of her cunt, worming upward through the already wildly inflamed crevice toward the straining little bud of her clitoris. The blonde girl's throat began to hum with unintelligible gurgling. She held her breath, then exploded it sharply at the electrifying contact of the delightfully exploring female tongue with her tiny erotic nerve center. And then came new delights as she felt Sam's hands creep upward over the tensing muscles of her quivering belly, smoothing higher and higher to fondle and caress the nipple-hardened fullness of Della's firm white breasts, while her open mouth became ravenous below. Hot and wet, with flushed lips glued to the hair-fringed flesh of her seething pussy, Della felt the stabbing wet heat of Sam's lashing tongue laving and whipping her swollen pleasure-bud. Greedily the taller woman began to possess the burning, fluid cunt beneath her, spearing and licking everywhere until it seemed to Della that her lust-inflamed vagina had been invaded by an entire legion of squirming, racing tongues. But no, it was just a single tongue racing up the hotly throbbing channel of her clutching cunt, worming into the tiny slit of her passage, returning to press against her aching clitoris with maddening precision, and then driving hard up into her sizzling cuntal channel again... over and over until she was gasping and writhing in mindless delight Ripples of lustful enchantment convulsed the naked flesh of the blonde girl's wildly pistoning body. Knowing hands taunted the heaving mounds of her palpitating breasts and tweaked their bursting nipples, while licking little flames of sensual fire tongued at the hot, fluid sanctuary of her offered cunt. Loud wet sucking sounds filled the bedroom and blended with Della's desperate moans as she rapidly drew back her legs, thrusting her loins salaciously upward to bring the wild pleasure-giving tongue tighter into the hungering core of her naked flesh. "Oooooohhhhh... aaaaaaahhhh... Sam... aaaaaaaahhhh, that feels so good, oh darling..." Della wailed in a high pitched voice as she reached orgasm, reaching down at the same time to clutch at the full, brown hair of her friend's buried head. "Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh... it's beautiful...!" she gasped, not even hearing her own words, so lost in her lust was she. And Sam removed her mouth from between Della's intensively fired cunt mouth! Della reached out to take Sam's face in her hands and kissed her passionately, tasting her own cunt juices from her friends soft lips. "It's my turn to make you feel wonderful" remarked Della "Are you ready, Sam?". "Yes," was all Sam was able to say. Her body writhing as she fought to keep the delightful sensations flowing in her loins during this interlude. "Good. Get up on your knees! Go ahead, turn over and get up on your knees," she said. Sam did as she was told, spreading her legs as wide as she could. She could feel Della's hot breath against her skin, and Sam closed her eyes, feeling that there had never been a more loving friend in the whole world. There was a tightness in Sam's erotically quivering belly as she lowered her face to the pillow, the vulnerability of her exposed and up thrust loins behind her a delightfully naked feeling she had never known, not even with her loving husband. She tingled inside at the thought of her friend licking her. Her pussy was on fire, and she wondered what was taking Della so long to do what she was going to do. "Get ready, Sam, darling. I promise you a treat unlike anything you've ever had before," Della hissed in a feverish whisper. Her naked buttocks raised high and her tremoring thighs spread wide, Sam tried to twist her head with cheek still pressed to the pillow to get some idea of what was about to happen behind her kneeling body. She saw and felt Della's hands on the stretched ovals of her up thrust buttocks, spreading them apart as far as she could. Sam heard Della's lust-filled voice say. "Have you ever seen anything more inviting than that? Oh, Sam, I have to kiss it." A passionate shiver rippled over Sam's naked young body as she felt her friend's face nuzzling warmly between the half moons of her spread-open buttocks... then the delightful sensations her moistened lips enticed as they pressed hotly against the tiny sensitive opening of her puckered anus. Her wildly searching tongue followed up to lick and probe, pressuring slightly into the reflexively clenching orifice, while Sam gasped in pleasure beneath the blonde widow's lascivious mouthing. Sam could not wait any more, disentangling herself from Della's probing tongue, her fingers slowly spread her own fleshy cunt-lips apart from either side, the pink inner-flesh glistening moistly as it clung and then separated viscidly before Della's avid stare . Sam held her pussy lips open so that the soft wet inner folds were completely revealed in a tantalizing, pinkly shimmering display, her pulsing clitoris quiveringly erect, the tiny slit of her urethra clearly visible, while the secreting oval of her vaginal mouth worked hungrily in search of something to fill it. The brown curls bordering the pink, desire-moistened flesh contrasted sharply with the smooth whiteness of her hotly heaving belly and widespread thighs, and Della knew that she could not resist the mouth-watering feast offered so lovingly to her. "That's right," Sam whispered as Della inched her mouth toward the shining cuntal flesh, "Lick it. You'll love it as much as I know I will". Della knew she would like licking her friend. She had wanted to lick Sam's while the taller woman was sucking and licking her pussy, but she had not gotten the chance. Now she was determined to give her friend the same total pleasure she herself had received. She slowly moved her face closer and closer toward the taller woman's nakedly waiting loin, her eyes riveted on the lascivious sight. She wanted to touch it, to lick it, to do everything in her power to show her friend how much she loved her. Then Sam's hands moved away, letting the resilient outer lips of her cunt fold back in to kiss each other, leaving just a slender pink slit that was even more enticing to her. Della studied its long, tongue-beckoning line downward to where it joined the rounded white ovals of her buttocks just above the crinkled circle of Sam's tight little anus. A heady essence, a perfumed spice of desire-heated air stung at her nostrils then, causing them to flare excitedly as she felt the brunette suddenly reach beneath her to cup her swollen, nipple-straining breasts. A white-hot flame of lust surged within Della as she greedily spread her passionate friend's flushed cunt-lips open with her thumbs, and mindlessly thrust her tongue greedily into the shimmering liquid flesh! Della whimpered into the hot, flesh of Sam's wide-splayed cunt, where she eagerly explored with her tongue every inch of her friend's secret hollows, probing and stabbing at the pungent tasting flesh of the freely secreting pussy lips. Her tongue raced up inside her friend's seething vagina, feeling the pulsating clasp of her inner walls as she rotated her tongue like a corkscrew through the soft, searing hot flesh. Then she wiggled the very tip of her snake-like organ into the gasping woman's tiny slit, taunting it for nearly a full minute before dropping down to do the same thing to the tiny puckered anal opening below. Finally, with a long sweeping lick back up again, she zeroed in on her friend's frantically palpitating clitoris, alternately caressing and stabbing at the tiny erect bud, sucking it between her soft ovaled lips, gently aggravating it, nipping at it with the edges of her teeth. "God... oh God! Oh God!!" the darker haired friend moaned in lustful torment as a searing wave of all-enveloping delight washed through her body. "Oooooohhhh... shove your fingers in while you lick it... both together... aaaaaaaahhhhhh... Please!!" A series of screaming little sensations shot through Della's erotically tingling nerve centers at her friend's graphic request. She was enticed as much by the thought of what it must feel like to be so totally ravaged as she was by the licentious thought of actually doing it. With open mouth and lips immersed in Sam's wetly secreting cunt, Della excitedly placed the thumb and fore- finger of her one hand at the two nakedly presented little holes. Gently forcing first her middle finger, she slipped its tip just inside the tightly resisting elastic opening of Sam's asshole, then, insinuating the other in her hotly nibbling vaginal mouth, she plunged the pair of stiffened fingers fully up into the writhing girl's burning channels! ''Aaaaaahhhhhh... God yessssssssss... Uuuuuuhhhhhhhh... That's it the taller woman moaned, her voluptuous body jerking convulsively as it began an age-old rhythm of undulation up against Della's enveloping mouth and salaciously plunging fingers. "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh...gggg...!!" Sam screamed, her hands frantically winding in Della's long blonde hair as she smothered her friend's face tighter against the wide-split opening of her hotly spewing cunt! Slave-like, Della gave herself completely to the pleasure-bringing task, knowing the heavenly delight her friend had to be reveling in as she worked her fingers forcefully up into the wet, clutching heat of Sam's spasming cunt and anus! As gently as her lust-driven mind would allow, she tongue-striked the straining little clitoral bud in her mouth, while her fingers continued to plunge in and out, in and out. The first seizure struck her with all the force of a lightning bolt. Sam whimpered, her jerking buttocks beginning to contract convulsively to the eruption exploding in her loins like a boiling geyser. She threw her head from side to side in ecstasy. Thin rivulets of sticky fluids ran hotly down over her smooth inner thighs... and when she could no longer stand it, she pitched forward on her breasts, her face glistening and resting against Della's cum-flooded loins while a sigh of total, ultimate pleasure escaped her lips... and she realized that her friend had made her feel happier than she ever had before. For a long while, neither of them said anything, each lost in the warm afterglow of their orgasms. Soon both of them drifted off into satiated slumber entwined with each other. To be continued in Chapter 4 "Billy The Kid". __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! 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