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Subject: {ASSM} 209-Big Mama Suits Me   (True F/F short story)
Date: Mon, 25 Jun 2001 22:10:02 -0400
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Big JOAN and little Ann sat at the Fresno airport at dusk drinking their Irish
coffees, listening to the stereo in Ann's big old Cadillac. Feeling a little
high and a lot horny. It was nice to get away from the children and husbands.
Both  had no room left for dessert. They were discussing how delicious dinner
at Stewart Andersons' had been. All the way over from the restaurant, Ann drove
the car while Joan rested her hand on Ann's thigh, or tweaked her nipple, or
rubbed her shoulders. Ann was succumbing to this loving touch and asked "are
you sure the airport is the right place to go?" 

"Its the lovers lane in this town. It'll have to do till next week, then we'll
get a hotel room Honey," promised Joan in a sexy voice. Ann gulped and could
only wonder what was in store for her. They finished their drinks and decided
that was enough of that. They watched planes take off, saw a few other cars
approach on the dead end street and park for plenty of furious necking. 

"Come on Ann, I wanna kiss you." Pleaded Joan as she flashed a smile. And Ann
leaned over towards Joan. Their mouths met with little baby kisses and
escalated to achingly desperate open mouth kisses, tongues exploring and
rubbing together, in each others arms so tight.   Joan's hand went to Ann's
crotch, feeling her up through the fabric of her jeans. Joan was very tender
and secure. "I wanna get on top of you," whispered Ann. So she moved over in
the dark car positioning herself over Joan's huge 300 pound body and  breasts
that Ann was dying for. Ann's pants and panties had slipped a little. So Joan
ripped them down and let them fall to the car floor in a heap. With both strong
arms she held Ann up and slipped her huge pillow-soft thigh between those
little legs, forcing Anns pussy and clit to make skin-to-skin contact with her.
Ann got very excited as Joan started rubbing Anns clit against her intrusive
thigh. " Cum Baby, let yourself go, and feel good Hun. Let yourself feel good,"
directed Big Joan. "Right here???" asked Ann . "Yes Ann, right here and right
now. I'll help you feel good. It'll be alright." 

Ann's arms were trapped and she couldn't get free --  and it excited her. She
could see what Joan wanted her to do. It was forceful, and it turned her on .
Joan reached around and played with Ann's pussy from behind, getting all wet,
rubbed the outside of the up- tight rectum. Little Ann soon cried out-- what
with her clit rubbing on Joan's thigh, and the penetration,  she soon felt an
orgasm and was helpless to stop it. She rested her head on Joan's shoulder and
tried to catch her breath. Big Joan hugged Ann so tight. Ann put her hand
around Joan's neck very lovingly. Joan's long brown hair softly covered Ann's
arm. 

 Ann licked and nipped on Joan's ear and began to diddle the huge womans clit.
They kissed again. This time Joan felt a rising tide. Ann had slipped her hand
inside the waistband of Joan's baggy shorts and found her clit.  Natural
feelings pulled her along, and a flood of love juices came with a huge orgasm.
Moaning and crying softly, Joan was  satisfied. The sexual tension had gone.
Relaxation settled upon them. With slow tender kisses they  quietly enjoyed the
peaceful feelings and the warm spring air.

Ann  pushed up Joan's flowered blouse. It was a very soft material. She wanted
to see  the breasts.With no bra to remove, they were quickly exposed in the dim
moonlight. Ann   took one breast in each hand and rubbed the nipples till they
were hard . "May I suck them?" she asked respectfully. Joan gave her
permission. Ann slowly sucked, chewed, and flicked each nipple. She went  from
breast to breast, savoring them, having the time of her life. Joan  loved this
attention and  supported Ann's head . The two of them sat like this a long
while, listening to music on the radio. Sweet Joan laid her head backward on
the seat and suckled her lover who obviously had never had this treat before---
a woman's   breasts. 
  {Im looking for a woman, are you? Email me if interested.No men Please.}

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