Date: Thu, 6 Jan 2011 11:19:15 -0800 (PST)
From: Sarah Palm <sarahsweet38@yahoo.com>
Subject: Under the Spell of Grace, Part 2

The following is a sexually explicit story of a true lesbian encounter. If that
offends you, or you are under 18, you should go elsewhere. If you enjoy it, I
would like to hear from you. Please e-mail me at sarahsweet38@yahoo.com.


The First Evening

I lay there, on the soft luxury carpet with Grace, intertwined, me naked and her
in her white satin pajama shorts and top. I had just had the most amazing sexual
experience of my life, and my first significant interlude with another woman. It
seemed my world had changed in the short time since I met her in the bar that
afternoon. I loved Grace's charm, beauty, smarts, and style. But mostly I loved
way she made me feel. She was so unashamedly and playfully lustful toward me. I
had never felt so wanted, or so turned on.

I was initially so spent after my first string of shuddering orgasms. She let me
rest and recover, as we lied together, softly nuzzling each other. Her face was
mostly nuzzled in my right neck and shoulder, her fingers sometimes softly
stroking my belly, from near my breasts to the top of my little blonde pubic
patch. Sometimes she would sharply twist my nipple or twist a finger in my hair
or lightly pinch one of my pussy lips, just a little, reminding me she could do
what she wanted. I loved lying there in the warmth and smell of us, her
beautiful perfume mixing in the air with the smell of my sex. After some time of
lying in this bliss - I don't know how long it was - her lips moved up my neck,
she moved and kissed my chin, and then we were kissing, looking into each
other's eyes, she sometimes gently biting my lip. Her kisses and nibbles soon
became more urgent, and I opened my mouth wide to hers. We had been laying sort
of on our sides, and as she pressed against me, I rolled flat onto my back. She
got on her hands and knees as she continued probing my mouth with her tongue.
She put her arm on the floor on the other side of me and soon she was hovering
over me on all fours, one arm and one leg on each side of me, my legs together
and straight, my arms on the floor, out to the sides. She liked to be in
control, but she was nice, too. She looked in my face with a sexy smile, and
looked down the front of my naked body.

I felt she wanted me to be still, so I was. Her face hovered above me, as I lay
with my arms spread. I wanted to spread my legs but was restricted by hers. I
began to get the urge to press up against her; she smiled but did not let me
make front-to-front contact. She leered at me and stared me at me for so long,
building the sexual tension. She was so patient, had such control. She began to
move upwards while she was over my body, and stopped and kissed me as her
nipples became even with, and pressed against, mine. She kneeled up straight and
pulled off the short pajama jacket, her breasts still in the strapless white
top. She again lowered her hands to the floor, and our breasts touched each
others' through the thin cloth, and she kissed me deeply for a long time. I felt
her knees move upward along my thighs, and then the top of her body moved
upwards, and I was looking at her cleavage. She gently moved from side to side,
dangling one and then the other large breast in my face. I reached up to touch
her with my hand and she said "no, Sarah." I put my arms back out to the sides,
and she rubbed her nipples through the cloth against my mouth. Against the
bikini top her nipples became soft points, which I made wet with my mouth. She
moved again, and her upper stomach area was above me. I pressed my head up
toward her, and when she felt my lips against her naked stomach, she let a
little of her weight against me. I opened my mouth and tongued her salty,
tanned, tight stomach. I moaned a bit and let my own legs spread, as I had some
clearance. I think she softly giggled.

She pulled her skin away from my lips, and I tilted my head back to look up into
her eyes. She edged up higher, brushed her stomach up against my lips, until I
was kissing and tonguing her belly button. She reached over to the couch and
grabbed two large pillows I had not noticed before; she brought one to each side
of my head, and then moved further above me, putting her knees on the pillows,
until her center was above me. She pulled an ottoman over toward her, to support
her upper body. Her long brown thighs, on either side of my head, were tight and
fit for a woman of any age. She looked so pretty, brown skin against the clean
white satin of the very short shorts. They fit her well, but were a bit loose
around the crotch. I could see some skin between her pussy and the side of her
leg, and did not see any hair.

With her upper body against the ottoman on one arm, her lovely brown hand slowly
slid down her stomach and into her pajama shorts just above me. I watched her
knuckles make bumps in her shorts as her hand slid into the waistband. She
stopped and rubbed the top of her lips and her clit, and then her hand went far
down between her legs. She pushed out the crotch of the shorts with her hand,
teasing me with the sight of a little bit more. I watched as some of the fingers
of her hand came out from the crotch of her shorts, while she stroked and spread
her lips with her forefinger and middle finger. Her hand then pulled out of the
waistband, and moved back down, feeling her pussy through the shorts. Her finger
hooked around the crotch, and pulled it to one side, letting me see her pussy
clearly for the first time. Her inner lips were so pink, and opened like the
petals of a little flower against the darker brown of her labia. She ran her
finger along the crotch of the shorts as she pulled it to the side, showing me
the full length of her slit, and that she had a very small thin patch of
silver/blond hair above her pussy. Her pussy below that was completely bare of
hair. With the shorts tucked to one side, she sweetly and tenderly gave me a
show of her pussy, letting me see another woman masturbate up close, taking her
time, putting me at ease, letting me relax and enjoy the sight, despite my
excitement. She would rub her clitoris in slow circles with her wet fingers, and
then slide them deep into the cleft between her lower lips, and sometimes one or
two fingers would disappear deep inside her. I had the urge to touch my own
pussy, but stayed where I was. I was already becoming wet again. I could tell
she was getting very wet, as her fingers easily slid deeply in and out of her.
She was beginning to softy moan, and her hips were rocking gently with the
motion of her hand when she put her fingers inside herself. Her hand slowed down
as I could see she was starting to clench her ass. She stopped, slowly withdrew
her wet hand, and rested both arms on the ottoman. I was amazed at her control.
Her hips softy swayed above me, and I could smell the sweet spicy aroma of her
excitement.

"You like that, Sarah?" Her voice reminded me that we had not spoken in some
time.

"Yes, Grace. So much."
"You like my body, Sarah?"
"I do Grace. . . I . . . ah . . . I love being with you like this."
"You want my cunt?"
"Yes."
"Say it."
"I want your cunt, Grace. Please let me have your sweet cunt." I continued to
watch her crotch above me, loosely hidden again by the satin shorts.

"What do you want to do with it?"
"Anything you want, Grace."
She smiled. "Good answer. What else, my little slut?"
"I want to lick it, Grace. I want to put my tongue deep into you, and rub my
face in your sweet cunt until my face is wet. I want to look up into your eyes
and smile as lick your pussy. I want to explore your body. I want to suck your
nipples. I want to rub my cunt against you. I want to do what you tell me to."

"What else are you going to do for me, Sarah?"
"Grace, I want to do so many things. I want to bathe you and worship you. I want
to shower with you. I am going to spread and show myself to you, I want to
spread my ass for you. I will play with myself when and where you tell me to. I
give you my body, my holes, to do anything you want with, to probe me and use me
as you like. I want to be your toy, your plaything, your slut."

"What if I tell you to do something with other people? Could you handle that,
little miss housewife?"

"I want to be part of this life with you while I can, Grace. I'll do anything it
entails."

"That's my girl," she said. "You are being a very good trainee tonight."
She moved off above me and got to her feet. "Stay there," she said. She walked
into what I guessed was the kitchen, and returned with a glass of white wine.
She walked around me, looking down at me.

She moved away to my right as my eyes followed her. She sat in the middle of a
short white leather couch. It was low to the ground, with a low back, which
gently curved into the long seat. I was beginning to realize that most of the
furniture in Grace's suite was designed for sex, and I hadn't been out of the
main living room.

She leaned back in the short couch, her legs lightly spread, her one hand laying
casually in her lap, while her other hand lifted the wine glass to her lips. She
sipped and stared at me.

"Crawl to me, Sarah," she said.
I rolled over onto my stomach on the carpet, raised myself up on my arms, and
then to my knees. I crawled and turned so I was right in front of her, directly
facing her, about ten feet away.

I slowly crawled toward her, feeling my breasts sway from side to side as
gravity pulled on them.

"Good,", she said. I was transfixed by her fingers, gently tracing small circles
high on the crotch of her shorts. Her legs were falling further apart. I looked
up at her eyes and she was staring at me. When I was about three feet away, she
said "stop." I stopped and looked at her, my small breasts hanging a little,
feeling larger. "Up straight - on your knees." I did as she told me. "Spread
your knees apart further." I moved them more than a foot apart, put a hand on my
stomach and rocked my hips from side to side.

"Look at yourself", she said. I looked down the front of my naked body, my pink
nipples firm, the soft light illuminating my pale skin nicely, picking up
highlights in my little patch. "Put the two fingers of your right hand in your
mouth." I did so with my right hand and licked and sucked my two long fingers
and looked into her eyes, while I swayed and my left hand continued to caress my
stomach, as she watched me. She was still patient. She watched me, looking
excited, licking her lips, her eyes going from mine down to my pussy, and back
up. "Pinch your right nipple with your wet fingers. Twist it, pull on it, get it
wet with your saliva."

I did as she directed me, and loved doing it. I kept wetting my fingers,
rewetting my nipple. I pinched it, and pulled it out as far as I could, and
pulled it in various directions, I began to work in some caressing of my breast.

"Your other hand..." she sounded a little breathless ". . reach between your
legs, spread your lips." I watched her watch my hand slide down across my bush,
my middle finger easily sliding into the moist crevice between my lips. I slid
my hand back and forth in my wetness, then made my middle finger straight and
started slowly finger-fucking myself. She watched my hand, looked up and down at
me, and I saw her fingers lightly pressing a furrow in the satin shorts between
her legs.

"Lick those fingers." As I smelled and tasted my cunt on my fingers she said
"reach behind you. Finger your asshole with a wet finger."

I looked into her eyes as I sucked on my finger, then slid it behind me and own
into the crack of my ass. I gently rubbed my puckered little hole. I pressed the
very tip of my finger into the opening.

"That's my girl." All the while she was gently stroking herself with one hand or
the other between her legs, but still outside her shorts, and she sometimes
moved her hands up to brush against her nipples through the cloth that encased
them. As she watched me, she moved, sliding forward on the little couch, sitting
up straight at its edge. She pulled her top off and over her head, revealing
nice firm breasts with large dark nipples. "Come here, baby. She put out her
hands toward my head and I moved forward on my knees, until her hands were
around my head and in my hair and my hips were between her knees. She pulled my
head toward hers, and kissed me deeply on the mouth. I thrilled to feel the
front of our bodies gently touching against each others' as I leaned into her,
and opened my mouth as her tongue quickly darted in and around it inside it.
Holding my head firmly in her hands, she moved it down her neck, along the swell
of her right breast, and I licked her salty skin. She brought my mouth to her
nipple, and I tongued and sucked on it as I like mine to be. I gently raked my
teeth along the skin of breast to the tip of her nipple, and felt it getting
surprisingly long between my lips. I swirled my tongue against her nipple as she
watched me do it. Then her firm hands brought my head to her other nipple, which
I kissed and licked hungrily.

She began to slide down in the chair, and I leaned in against her, hungry for
the nub of her nipple. I looked her in the eyes as she looked into mine, licking
her lips and smiling as I sucked on her. Her one hand went around to the back of
my head, pulling me in against her breast, while she licked the fingers of her
other hand and used them to twist her other nipple. As she slowly slid down on
the couch, I enjoyed the feeling of my body being on top of hers for the first
time. I lifted my head to look down at the entirety of the lovely sight before
me. Her legs, toes pointed, knees up, were by my side, and her white pajama
shorts were close to my stomach. I moved back up, kissed her hungrily, put my
tongue into her mouth deeply, and let my weight rest against her, our nipples
touching, then slid back down, until my knees were on the floor, and I was
kneeling between her legs. I looked down to see her squirming crotch at my
belly. I gently ran my hands up her calves, along the outside of her thighs, and
looked down as I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her shorts, at her belly.
I ran my fingers along the waistband, pulling it out a bit, and looked up her
body to her face, while gently biting my own lower lip.

"Yes, Sarah. Go ahead."
I smiled at her and licked my lips. Sitting on my haunches, I slowly backed away
as my hands gripped the side of the waistline of her shorts, and started pulling
them down toward me. I watched her little silver strip come into view, and then
her slit as her knees came together. As I got the soft shorts to her knees, she
lifted her legs up and pulled her feet up and out of them.

She gently and slowly spread her legs back to the floor on either side of me. I
looked down to see her finally naked in front of me, her legs spread, her pussy
pink, open and wet in front of me. I put my hands on her knees and gently pushed
them outwards as I lowered my face to her belly. I kissed her and slid down
further, licking my way, rubbing my face in her patch, and spreading her legs
apart wide and getting my face right in front of her beautiful wet cunt. I began
to lightly run my tongue up and down her slit, which was already open. Her smell
was intoxicating. I opened my mouth wide and softly pressed against her, as if
eating a piece of soft fruit. As I did, my tongue spread and pressed into the
slit between her lips. Her hands found my head, and her fingers wrapped in my
long blonde hair. She pulled back her knees, her feet rising off the floor, as
she spread wider for me and pulled my mouth in against her. I stuck my tongue as
far inside of her as I could. She pulled my head up so my mouth was at her
clitoris, and I swirled my tongue around it and gently sucked on it. As I did
she began moving, rubbing her pussy hard against my mouth as she pulled my head
into her. I went crazy with my tongue on her, and then she started moving my
face around, rubbing my nose, my chin, my cheeks in her wet pussy. I loosened my
neck and let her move me as she wanted. She would look down and pull my head up
a bit, until my mouth was again at the top of her slit. She'd watch as I licked
and swirled my tongue around her clitoris. Then she would move my head down a
little, and I would close my mouth as she stretched her head back and pulled my
chin hard against her. She was now softly moaning almost constantly, and bucked
her hips as she ground her mound hard against my chin.

She moved my mouth back to her lips and I pressed in as hard as I could, as I
watched one of her fingers rub her clitoris in fast circles right in front of my
eyes. Her other hand left my head alone, and I looked up and saw her pinching
one of her nipples.

"Eat me Sarah. That's my girl. Lick my cunt." She started grunting as her thighs
starting spasming, pulling her knees back. "Oh yes, baby, yes, yes, do it, don't
stop, stick your face in me, please my cunt." I pressed as hard against her as I
could, alternately rubbing my lips on her clit, pulling her lips with mine,
putting my tongue deep between her legs, and pressing my chin against her hard
mound. My face was wet, and probably shiny, with her juices.

She started saying "oh-oh-fuck-oh-yes" as she bucked against my chin, and again
pulled my head in against her. "Fuck. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh God, yes baby, oh
Sarah, yes honey, yeah, yeah, fuck...." and her legs tightened, and she pulled
my head motionless against her, and was silent for a split second. Then her
orgasm started rocking her body, and she furiously rubbed against my face,
bucking against me, pulling me against her, moaning and gasping her release.

She continued to have muscle contractions through her body, and then she started
to relax, her feet returning to the floor, her legs relaxing and spreading wide,
her hands gently on my head. I gently licked up and down her pussy, and nibbled
on her for a long time, as she wanted me to, as I looked up her body, past her
breasts, to her pretty smiling face. I licked her clean as she watched and
became more relaxed, and she would occasionally coo or murmer as I did. After a
little while, she giggled. I kept running my tongue through her cunt until she
pulled my head away from her.

"Good girl. Come here."
I slid up her body, pressing against her, until my face was even with hers, and
we gently kissed. The smell of her cunt on my face was strong but wonderful. I
was very excited again but was willing to wait for more attention.

We cuddled a little, and I slid down a bit as she encouraged me to do so, back
onto my knees, my head resting against her upper breast. I turned my head to the
side and rested against her, as her arms rested on my back.

After a while she said "we have to get ready soon".
I looked up and her said "for what?" I kind of liked the idea of staying here
with her tonight.
"We're going out. I am taking you out to dinner, and maybe dancing, and who
knows what else tonight. We are going to have some wonderful fun, my little
slut."
After a moment, she said "do you have anything sexy to wear with you, other than
your bathing suit?" She smiled. "I can get you some clothes later, and I will,
but for now?"

"Um, I have a short blue tennis dress. I usually wear it with sneakers."
"That sounds fine. Let's soak in the jacuzzi and then you can go get ready. Wear
your little tennis dress. No panties."

"Yes, Grace. Of course."
We kissed, and I got up as she pulled out from under me. I sat on the couch
where she had been, watching her ass as she walked down a hallway and
disappeared into a room and turned on the light. I heard water running in the
bath, and she called to me. I walked into the bathroom and embraced her as she
kissed me again.

We made out, just kissing and naked, on our feet, in a sitting chair and up
against the wall as the bath filled. As she pressed me firmly against the wall,
her hand went down to my pussy and she started rubbing my clit, fast, getting
her fingers wet between my legs and pushing her tongue into my mouth as she
rubbed me. I was quickly clenching my ass and pushing my pussy against her hand,
as I had another series of orgasms.

Afterward, we got into the warm bubbly jacuzzi, and gently bathed each other.
She washed my hair with her breasts bouncing in front of my face. I washed hers
from behind, and frequently ran my soapy hands down her front to fondle her
breasts and nipples, pressing my own soapy and slippery nipples against her
back.

She told me to go get my tennis dress and some other clothes and bring them up
to her room. I said "yes, Grace", as we dried each other, and then got into the
outfit I had come up in, came back to kiss her, and then went out the door to my
room.

Weak-legged, I was already getting horny about what was to come on this night. I
had good reason to be.