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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".
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