Date: Thu, 9 Mar 2000 11:09:35 -0800 (PST) From: Selena Anders Subject: margaret-34 After both Rachel and I hung up our phones, I was still rather tired, but horny as hell. I didn't know what to do with myself. Did I have the energy to masturbate? The idea sounded hollow here on Santa Pinata, where the world was full of pleasure that ought to be shared. What should I do? My eyes fell on one of those ubiquitous travel brochures, this one claiming "Fun and Mystery for All, The Jasmine Labyrinth!" It went on to describe one of the recreational features of Sybaris Too, a huge maze constructed entirely of 8-foot-high Jasmine and Hibiscus hedges bordering concrete walks. "A place to get lost for hours, surrounded by the sweetest of flowers!" it rhymed in the shameless writing of tourist pamphlets everywhere. For some reason it appealed to me at the moment, as a place of solitude and personal recuperation, so I quietly set forth by the back hall, rather than brave the party downstairs. Nobody noticed me as I glided through the lobby, although I knew that if either of the twins had set foot there, they would have been instantly mobbed. I strolled away from the hotel and soon there loomed before me a wall of greenery and fragrant flowers. I turned and began to walk around it, looking for an entrance as I breathed the evening-scented air. I stopped for a moment, and inhaled deeply, the sweet aroma filling my lungs and my soul, bringing peace after a hectic day. "It's even more lovely inside, and very private at this time of night." I quickly looked around for this somewhat familiar voice, and there was Sue, the big-breasted woman I had met at Zeta's tent a few nights before. Once again, Sue was making the best of her most prominent physical features, with a bra-dress in bold red-and-white stripes that all converged upon her magnificent cleavage. A bright red beach towel was draped over her shoulder, but looked deep maroon in the last dim shreds of the day. I let her take me by the hand, and we walked together until we came to a gap in the foliage. Sue turned to me. "I always heard that a labyrinth is like the womb of the Great Goddess, a place to return and get lost in the dark, and get re-acquainted with love. Do you want to cum in with me?" I was speechless at the implied passion of that simple question, and just nodded. We entered through the gap, and walked along a narrow curving passage, hand in hand, but with our shoulders brushing against hundreds of fragrant blossoms on either side as we passed. Sue was right. The long fragrant trail did seem as though we had entered a natural vagina. The hedges were high enough that I couldn't see the familiar constellations, and could no longer navigate by the stars. As far as I was concerned, we were lost. We came to a place where the pathway forked, and I looked at Sue, wondering which way she wanted to go, and how we would ever find our way out again. As we paused, it seemed only natural that our bodies would come together amid the flowers, and our lips met softly and delicately in the warm night. The passion of that kiss was restrained, but I could feel both my desire and hers. Sue reached to pluck a blossom from beside my shoulder and hold it under my nose. Slowly I extended my tongue to lick the soft petal, letting it slide sensuously across the surface of my tongue. Sue's eyes were riveted to the tiny drama before my lips, and her breathing started to come harder and faster. "Oh!' she exclaimed in surprise as I mischievously chomped a petal off, and grinned up at her as I slowly chewed and swallowed it. "Let's keep going." I whispered, "but how will we find our way out?" Sue's answer was to toss her towel onto the path, a few feet toward the direction we had come from, clearly marking the way out. She put an arm around my shoulder, and we walked in companionable silence deeper into the maze. A minute or so later we came to another fork in the path, so I took off my shoes, and left one of them to show the way back. We continued with my arm around her waist, and my other hand still holding the flower to my nose. Another choice of ways presented itself, and I left my other shoe. Sue, naturally about an inch taller than me was now more like three inches taller, as she still had her 2" heels. My hand drifted down from her waist, over her firm ass, until it found naked thigh below her hemline. At a bend in the path, a particularly large and luscious hibiscus thrust its way forward, capturing both Sue's eye and mine, and as one we moved to inhale its fragrance. Our noses bumped, and our lips met, and suddenly we were lost in the tender intimacy of an endless kiss. Our tongues intertwined in circles more complex than the paths of this labyrinth, and for a long breathless moment we didn't care if we ever found our way out. "Oh Margaret, you tempt me." Sue breathed as my hand lifted her hem to cup the lace-clad cheek of her ass. "Go ahead. Yield to temptation." I whispered back, as my fingers found their way under her panties to press against her anus, drawing her closer to me. I felt the cheeks of Sue's ass clench, as we kissed again; longer, harder, deeper. Slowly I withdrew my hand from her back crack, knowing that she was not ready for my intrusion into that part of her privacy. Slowly we released each other from our mutual lip to tongue embrace, and turned to continue down the floral path. At the next junction of the ways, Sue removed her shoes, coming down closer to my level, which made it a bit harder to continue fondling her rear. She left a shoe to guide our way out, and we continued deeper into the fragrant land of the lost. I extended the damaged blossom to her lips, and she imitated me by biting another petal off, leaving the poor flower looking like a child's toy propeller. Between us we devoured the rest, savoring its fragrant sweetness tongue to tongue and lip to lip. I grinned up at Sue, "What should we do with the stem?" She surprised me by responding, "I'm sure we can find an appropriate place to put it," then urging me further along with a firm hand on my ass. Another intersection, another shoe, and we pressed deeper into the maze. At the next fork, Sue just looked at me, "Your turn." Then she knelt before me and reached up under my little sun-dress, to slide my lacy EROS thong down to the ground. I wouldn't have thought it possible to so thoroughly caress a woman's thighs in the process of removing her panties, but Sue seemed to have a natural talent. She slowly brought the scrap of lace up to her nose, and inhaled deeply. "Even better than jasmine!" she whispered, then discarded the panties in the direction from which we had cum. There was no more pretense of trying to find our way through the maze. Our total attention was on the convolutions and curves of each other's bodies, and moments later a new fork in the path provided my excuse to return the favor and draw Sue's conservative cotton panties down her long legs. Remembering her previous action, I indulged in a long sniff of Sue's excited woman-scent, before carefully placing the panties a few feet back along the path. I began to rise in order to continue our stroll, but Sue had other ideas. She gently gathered my hair in one hand as she lifted the hem of her dress with the other. Her command was clear, especially as she adopted a wider stance and pressed my face gently into the fur of her pussy. The scent that greeted me there was richer than hibiscus, sweeter than jasmine. Greedily I jabbed my tongue up into the voluptuous folds of Sue's saturated snatch, and lapped at the free flowing fluids. But there was too much for me, as the liquid expression of her excitement overwhelmed my chin and ran down my neck to stain my dress. The creamy texture of the juices flowing down both the inside and the outside of my throat made me even more ravenous, and I fear I may have attacked Sue's sweet crevasse with too much vigor. She tugged at my hair, dragging me away from the sweet spring of her lust. "Not here!" she whispered, "Just a bit farther." Sue practically dragged me to my feet, and mashed her mouth against mine, eager for the taste of her own love juice. I wanted to push her down on the ground of the path, and 69 her right there, but Sue was definitely in charge. After she broke off the kiss, Sue propelled me down the path with a hand under my dress. Seconds later we arrived at a dead end. The path widened to a circular clearing of perhaps 6 feet across, half-filled with a semi-circular platform that was more like a bed than a bench. "Take of my dress." Sue's voice was husky with lust as she commanded me. I reached behind her to undo the hook that kept her bra-dress from coming totally unzipped. It sprang open, and with a soft zzzzt sound of a zipper undoing itself, Sue's huge breasts surged free of their confinement. The dress almost threw itself on the ground, and Sue's full rich nipples attracted my lips as if to a magnet. We twirled around, me with my teeth latched gently but inexorably to Sue's nipple, while she feverishly ripped open the back of my tiny sun dress and unhooked the slim back of my little lace bra. As the last bit of my clothing fell away, Sue sank down onto the broad stone and pulled me after her. She guided my mouth again toward her breasts, but I followed only slowly, wanting to take in the sight of those lush mounds. Sue's fat juicy nipples thrust like little mountain peaks up toward the evening sky. Slowly I lowered my face over them. When Sue tried to pull me down faster I grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the rock by her shoulders. My tongue reached down to delicately alight on a mountain peak, eliciting a sharp gasp from her throat. For long moments I simply held my tongue still against the pale brown nub as it continued to swell and redden. "Please..." Sue whimpered, squirming to try to heave her breast up against my mouth. Eventually I relented and began to slowly swirl my tongue around the achingly hard tip. I was enjoying the soft feel of her aureole against the tip of my tongue as she began to beg me, "Suck it! Please suck it!" So instead I simply transferred my attention to Sue's other breast. She started to thrash around more violently, "Dammit! Suck me hard, you bitch!" But I just kept on making lazy circles with my tongue, bringing her second nipple to a throbbing erection. Tears began to flow from her eyes as she begged me and cursed me for not taking her rock-hard nipples into my mouth. Her hips bucked up and down, with her thighs alternately opening wide in some hope that my fingers might stray there, then clamping shut to attempt to bring some pressure against her clit. Sue was right. I was being a bitch, and loving it. Finally, when I thought she was really ready, I suddenly mashed my mouth down over her heaving breast, sucking as much of her soft flesh as possible into my mouth. Of course, that was still only a tiny portion of her huge breast, but it felt so good and full and rich against my eager lips. Sue went completely rigid except for an all-over quivering, as a cry sort of like, "Aggghhh!" escaped her lips. I hadn't even touched her pussy, but she was cumming like crazy. I kept on sucking, and Sue kept on cumming, until it seemed she was about to run out of strength, so I quickly shifted my attention back to her other tit. This resulted in another spasm wracking her body, and I mentally congratulated myself on keeping her orgasm going as I slurped away at the second nipple while continuing to pinch and play with the first. Eventually Sue stopped struggling, and her cries of ecstasy subsided to whimpers of satiation, but I wasn't done with her yet. Releasing her wrists, I crawled on top of her in almost a 69 position, but with our tits instead of our tongues poised at each other's twats. With my hands between her thighs to spread them wide, I began to rub right nipple into Sue's soaking snatch. At first it didn't penetrate much beyond the outer lips of her cunt, but patient grinding up and down her slit soon had my excited nipple running up and down and in between her soft ragged inner lips. Sue seemed to like that, as she parted her thighs ever farther, and soon I was brushing against the pale pinkness of her excited little clit. "Ah, Yes! More! Harder!" Sue's voice sounded almost as if she was choking. Then she croaked, "A little to the left!" Unsure about what she meant, I lifted myself to plunge my equally excited left breast into the now wide-open canyon of her cunt. As the new nipple dove toward the entrance of her fuck-tunnel, Sue again demanded, "I meant your hips! Move your hips a bit to the left!" So I moved my left knee, which both moved my pelvis to the left and also spread my thighs even farther. My own pussy was soaked and drooling onto Sue's chest, when suddenly I felt the world's biggest, softest dildo being slowly thrust against my vaginal opening. "Where did she come up with that?" I wondered, but my attention was still on rubbing her clitoris with my left nipple, which was new to the job. Slowly the huge softness began to thrust its way inside my cunt. Nothing had ever filled me that way before. My vaginal walls parted under its insistent pressure, lubricating the huge intruder with every quarter-inch it thrust inside me. What was Sue doing back there??? I started a rocking motion with my hips, and every time I rocked back the thing pushed deeper inside me, but when I rocked forward it didn't retreat. It just kept on filling me, getting bigger, and Bigger, and Bigger inside me. But it was so soft and gentle there was no pain, just the delightful feeling of being more fully fucked that I had ever been before. I tried hard to give Sue something like the pleasure she was giving me, but it was hopeless. The rockets started going off all over my nervous system, erupting in stars of ecstasy. I don't know how loud I screamed into the labyrinth and the night, but Sue's and my encounter was definitely no longer a secret. I was shaken by a huge paroxysm of passion, no flood of woman-juice flowed. There was no passage for it as long as that giant tool so completely filled my cunt. Hardly able to breathe, I slowly toppled forward, almost bruising my face on the rock between Sue's knees. I felt that giant soft thing slip slowly and smoothly and sensuously from my deliciously distended flesh, and then came the deluge. All of the liquid expression of my pent-up lust spewed forth as the dam departed, surely soaking Sue with the scent of pure feminine satisfaction. I think we stayed in that position for a few minutes, neither one wanting to lose the moment, but all things that do flow also eventually ebb, and the tide of our passion finally receded. Sue managed to crawl out from under me, and knelt down where my face was inches from the edge of the stone bench. She held her huge left breast in both hands, offering me the nipple, and whispered, "I just thought you might like to know what your cervix tastes like."