Date: Sat, 20 Jan 2007 14:51:29 +1100 (EST) From: erica milligan Subject: afternoon-torture part 2 This is a story of lesbian sex between consenting adults and whilst the first part concludes with some unpleasantness the eventual outcome is wonderful. The story is called "AFTERNOON-TORTURE part 2". The story, as with all my stories, was written for my own pleasure but I've submitted it to NIFTY hoping they find it entertaining enough to be considered worth publishing. As with all authors I claim the story as my own work so whilst I'm happy for readers to download it to their own computers or forward it to friends for their reading pleasure please don't claim it as your own. I'm interested in hearing from readers as to their opinions but whilst I can accept criticism as well as congratulations please be kind. I can be contacted on Erica_muggs@yahoo.com.au I promise to answer all your queries if I can and if I can't at least I will acknowledge receipt of your message. The phone call from Victoria had cheered me up a little and I would have been happy to see her right away. Yes, I know what you're thinking, I'm just a slut, been with Madeline for months, then with her mother, Florence, for a little while and now here I am contemplating being with Victoria. Mind you in my defence, I have to tell you that being with Victoria is only being planned for one night, the traditional "one night stand". But I guess that depends on whether we get along better than I expect. She's very pretty and now that I know her a little better I've found her not to be the slut I'd thought her to be. Remember, some weeks ago, or was it months ago now, I'd found her kissing Madeline in the Lez Bian caf‚. At that time Madeline and I were, to all intents and purposes, a couple. It hadn't crossed my mind to cheat on her, or at least I don't think so, I know I'd had several partners before but they were not the "love of my life" as Madeline was. I'd gravitated towards Florence as an alternative and whilst Florence is a wonderful woman, and I love her dearly, Madeline is never far from my mind. But as they say, I got over her or at least I'd pushed her to the back of my mind and I'd moved on. There had been episodes with Madeline as both of us had sought to get revenge on each other for past misdemeanours and the result of that had seen me getting more than I bargained for at Victoria's place. Now that's all behind me and I'm true to Florence, or am I? Here I am planning an assignation with Victoria and secretly hoping that she will take me to bed with her. I don't think I'll ever be satisfied with one woman, the desire for variety is far too strong. But, I'm getting off the story. The fact that Victoria had invited me to lunch, knowing full well that Madeline was going to be at her place waiting for me, was unforgivable but I think I've got over that mistake, she'd been so apologetic later that it would have been hard not to excuse her. So, here she was, sitting in my little apartment looking apprehensive, as though I was going to eat her, but what really was going to happen was not up to her (or was it?), I had every intention of making sure that she made love to me and it would be here and it would be sometime very soon. I didn't want to sit here for ages before making any progress so I'd offered her a drink of wine, as you know I don't drink, hoping that it would help her to relax. I'd asked her about her work at the caf‚ and now, she seemed to have relaxed a little. I passed her heading for the bathroom ostensibly to wash my hands but in reality I was going to freshen my make up and apply some more perfume knowing that I'd pass close to her again so I could ask her if she liked it. Returning from the bathroom I'd leaned forward for her to smell it and as I did she had to have been able to see my breasts. If she hadn't, she must have had her eyes closed and I know she didn't. I did one of those silly little smiles where you blush and cover yourself up. In my case I didn't cover myself but I flapped my blouse about making sure that it spent a good part of the time open sufficiently for her to look down as far as my belly button. If that hasn't given her ideas then I didn't know what else I could do. "Were you angry with me for kissing Madeline?" "Yes, I certainly was but that's past now." Obviously after this afternoon that wasn't true, but I'm pursuing a different prey now so let's forget Madeline. "Well Erica, if something doesn't happen soon I might as well go home. I thought I was doing to have some fun with you but apparently that's not going to happen. Is it because of what happened?" "No, I've been waiting for you to make a move on me, you know that I'm a submissive girl so I've been waiting for you to move first". Without haste she walked over to me and put her tongue straight in my mouth. "Is that what you want baby because that's what you're going to get". She sat down on the settee and said with authority "undress yourself and do it quickly and then come over here and let me kiss your pussy." My clothes were off in record time and when she told me to stand in front of her naked, whilst I was very embarrassed at the same time I was very aroused. "Do I appeal to you Victoria?" to which she'd replied "fuck yes, Madeline told me how good you are and I've been waiting for ages to get this chance at you so come here and stand close to me." I stood directly in front of her as she carefully examined my pussy before she turned me round to closely examine my bottom. Carefully she placed a kiss close to my little anal bud that gave me a little shiver at which she'd smiled. "Nice isn't it?" "Yes, I just love it when a woman kisses me on the bottom but it's not my favourite place, that's on my pussy with a wet tongue and teasing little fingers just penetrating me". "I'm beginning to think you're a slut, not many women would make a confession like that. Better come over to the settee and let me make you melt as I put my lips on you" and with that she walked me round the settee and just as Madeline had earlier she bent me over the back so my feet were again clear of the floor. Where Madeline had done it with her mouth and fingers I was surprised to see what came out of Victoria's handbag. The dildo was enormous, clearly ten inches long and comparatively thick. What really impressed me was the colour. It was a lovely shade of gold, never had gold inside me before. My anal balls that I sometimes used to tease myself were of stainless steel but gold, wow, made me feel like a woman in a sheik's harem. Oh I'd forgotten, I have pussy teasers on a gold chain that goes round my waist and the three balls, or eggs, on the end of it were of eighteen- carat gold. Again I was balanced almost as though I was on a knife edge, if a wind had been blowing I would have swayed like a tree but something took my mind off all of that. She slid the wet dildo straight into my pussy and without a "sorry darling" she rammed it in me as quickly as she could, fortunately she'd had the good grace to lubricate it with her mouth but that was as far as it went. No niceties like "may I" or "would you like". No, she just rammed it into me. Goodness, perhaps I should be sorry that she'd come over here and I would have been if it hadn't for the fact that I was just about to "cum", I hope it doesn't get wasted but no, as I squirted it out of me she'd dropped to her knees and captured most of my "cum" on her fingers. Once she'd got it suitably spread out on her fingers they were pushed with lots of force straight into my bottom. I think I may have screamed just then but I couldn't be sure, fuck it was good and at the same time it was awful. My pussy was burning with the rapidity with which she'd rammed it into me and my bottom was in the same condition from the force with which she'd pushed it in there. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry but if I was looking for any sympathy from Victoria I wasn't going to get it. She just sat back on the settee and smiled at me hanging there balancing as though I was on a see saw. I think I was on the verge of tears but then she kissed me and told me I could get down. When I complained that I couldn't because I'd cramped up she gave me a shove that sent me on my backside behind the settee. As I got up I was rubbing my backside trying to relieve the pain of the fall and all she did, the bitch, was look at my tits and pussy. There was cum on my legs and on the back of the settee so I went to go to the bathroom for a cloth to wipe the settee, I didn't matter about me, I could have a shower later but I wanted to get the "cum" off the settee before it stained the leather. During this time Victoria had just sat there with the TV remote control in her hand switching from one channel to another trying to find something to watch, obviously I wasn't going to get any help from her. Bitch! It's wonderful to be naked in front of a woman who loves you but to be treated like this by a woman that I'd fancied so much, well, it was all over for me. As I tried to slip my knickers on she reached out to me and snatched them out of my hands and threw them to the other side of the room and told me to crawl over there. But, I can be pushed so far and then I let fly. I charged across the room picking up my knickers and with the coldest voice I could muster I told her to (excuse me for this) "fuck off before I tear your pussy out and shove it in your mouth". Now, the shoe was on the other foot and a look appeared on her face that said "I'm out of here before this mad woman beats me up". She got up and headed for the door forgetting that her handbag was on the settee but she headed down the stairs as quick as she could. She was really scared but as she got outside I could see that she was wondering how she could get her bag but I solved the problem for her, I threw it out of the window mouthing to her never let me see you again. If you see me coming towards you bitch head the other way. After picking up the junk that had escaped from her handbag she was in her car in a flash and gone. It took me a few minutes to calm down and when I had and dressed myself again I rang Florence and told her "you're the girl for me darling, I'm coming over". Florence and I had a wonderful night, she started off by showering me at my request, I didn't want her to be overpowered by the smell I'd developed during my time with Victoria. She was wonderful, I know I've already said that but it's true and she's the girl for me. You won't hear any more stories from me about wanting other women, I'm going to be with my darling for as long as possible. If you hear anything from me it will only be about "our" exploits together.