Date: Fri, 16 Sep 2011 07:43:04 -0400 From: Barry Gold Subject: Special Treatment Part 2 Sarah & Allison Special Treatment PART II Five senses are filled in the most delicious way... ...Allison standing there with a tray. She was wearing a frilly French maid's apron and nothing else. "Good morning, Lady Sarah. I hope you are well today." Sarah suppressed a giggle, "Ally, what's going on?" "The name is Allison, my Lady. I'm sure I don't know. The only thing I was told by the Queen Mothers is that today is part of your birthday celebration and I am to be sure you are happy. Are you hungry?" "Yes, I think I am." Sarah watched Allison's barely concealed breasts jiggle and the apron swish with her hip movement as she crossed the room. Setting the tray across Sarah's lap, "After you are done breakfasting, my Lady, I will draw your bath. While you do your morning ablutions, I will lay out your ensemble. The driver will bring the car around about 10." Getting into the spirit, "Very good, Allison. Where are we going?" Still standing demurely beside the bed, Allison continued, "I'm afraid I can't tell you yet. If there's nothing else, my Lady, I'll be back in a few minutes to get the tray." "Are you quite sure you can't say where we're going?" "Quite sure, my Lady. I was tasked by the Queen Mothers, under the threat of the direst punishment at their disposal, to let the plans unfold so you would be surprised." Now playfully into the situation, Sarah said, somewhat impetiously, "Thank you, Allison. That will be all for now." She gazed longingly as Allison's beautific bottom left the bedroom. Realizing that she was hungry after all, Sarah attacked the omelet. Faced by a tray of empty plates, Allison appeared at the door. "I'm sure the cook will be pleased that you enjoyed breakfast so much. Your bath is ready," and picked up the tray. "Thank you, Allison. Please do give my regards to the staff. Will you be joining me?" "You are too kind, my Lady. I have to lay out your ensemble first and then I will be in to wash your back." Sarah walked into the bathroom to find the Jacuzzi filled with steaming hot water, bath salts, and the jets on low. She dropped the pajama top on the floor and gingerly climbed in. Relaxing back, Sarah let the bubbles start to leach the tension out of her muscles. She must have dozed. She woke up to find Allison kneeling in front of her with a bath mitt on one hand. Unbidden, Sarah leaned forward and let Allison wash her from head to toe. Sarah shivered when the soapy mitt traveled up and down the crack of her ass. A tingle started in the depths of Sarah's stomach. Up and down each arm, applying a caressing pressure to the inside of each wrist. Down each leg, paying special attention to the soles of Sarah's feet and between her toes. Up each leg along the inside thigh, pausing to caress behind each knee, not touching her pussy yet. Allison returned to Sarah's shoulders. She teased each nipple to diamond hardness before making sure Sarah's bellybutton was squeaky clean. The finale was to make sure her pussy was clean. Not enough to make her cum but enough to create a pleasant fog. Drawing Sarah up out of the Jacuzzi, Allison enfolded her in a big, fluffy bath towel and dried her off. "You need to get dressed, my Lady. The car will be here soon and we have a full day ahead of us. I laid out your ensemble for the day on your bed. Call if you need help." "Thank you, Allison. You're sure you can't tell me what's in store?" Allison smiled but said nothing and bent to her task of letting the water out of the Jacuzzi and getting the bathroom cleaned up. Sarah found a new flower print, halter-top sundress lying on her bed. The golden color highlighted her hair and skin perfectly. The pale yellow panties had ties on each side, a new thing for her. Her sandals sat on the floor. She donned the panties and sundress and started doing her make-up. Allison entered wearing a teal colored dress of the same style as Sarah's with her hair done in her usual French braid and the chain necklace Sarah liked. She was so beautiful that it took Sarah's breath away. Allison's make-up was minimal but beautifully done. She crossed to the vanity where Sarah was sitting and started doing her hair the same way. Lifting Sarah up, Allison kissed her gently so as to not mess up her make-up. "My Lady, you are so beautiful. The most beautiful woman I have seen in a long time. Will you do me the honor of accompanying me today?" "It would be my honor for you are beautiful too. What purse do you suggest I take?" "You will not need one, my Lady. I have your wallet in my purse, along with a small make-up bag." Setting a white shawl on her shoulders, Allison led them downstairs. Picking up a similar shawl and her purse from the table beside the door, Allison led them outside and locked the door. Her mom stood beside the car, holding the door. "Good morning, Lady Sarah. How are you feeling today?" "(So, Allison's mom is in on it too,)" Sarah thought to herself. "Very well, thank you. Are we ready to go?" "Yes, we are." The girls seated themselves in the back seat. Allison's mom closed the door and crossed to the driver's side door. She caught Allison's eye in the rearview mirror and nodded imperceptibly. Allison knew then that the rest of their plans were go. The only thing Sarah knew for sure is that they were headed downtown, they'd already passed the mall. There were no concerts or special shows on for today. She'd already seen the exhibit at the art museum. Sarah was surprised when Allison's mom turned into the driveway of the Four Seasons hotel. The uniformed doorman opened the car door and swept the girls out with a flourish. "Allison?" "Yes, Mom?" "I'll pick you up in time for dinner. OK." "OK." The same doorman held the door open for them. The hotel atrium was very beautiful. Open to the rooftop skylight, there were a lot of plants and even trees. The elevators on one side balanced the Mezzanine on the other. A group of shops nestled themselves under the Mezzanine. Allison temporized, "We're a little early. Why don't we window shop for a few minutes, my Lady?" "That's fine, Allison. I am in your hands." What Sarah did not know was that they were on time and on target. Allison's plans were proceeding nicely. They passed by the newsstand and stopped in front of a handbag shop. Trying on a Gucci bag, the lovers admired the look but giggled at the cost. When the salesperson gave them a look, they moved on. They played 'patty-fingers' as they walked. Allison wanted to hold hands but Sarah was reluctant. She still wasn't very comfortable publicly displaying her love for Allison. The next shop featured sweaters and scarves. Again, some of them were very nice, but also very expensive. Standing behind Sarah, looking in the display window, it appeared that Allison had her arms around Sarah's waist. In reality, when Allison slid her hands under Sarah's shawl, she continued under Sarah's dress and along the sides of her breasts, cupping them, tweaking her nipples. Sarah leaned back against Allison, enjoying the sensation. The third shop was a jewelry store and Allison's target before lunch. "May we go in here for a moment, my Lady? I want to look at a bracelet." "OK." A young woman looked up at the girls as they came through the door. They had the look of people in love. 'Are you the young ladies Dr. Black phoned about?" "Yes, ma'am," Allison continued. "I'm Allison White and this is Sarah Black." "Marsha Coe," she replied. "It's nice to meet you ladies. Dr. Black explained a little about what you were looking for," she said, "but why don't you tell me in your own words." "It's Sarah's birthday and we'd like to get her something special." Then she fingered the chain her mom had given her. "Something in this pattern." Ms. Coe leaned forward to peer at it while Allison obligingly stepped forward. "Ah," she said. "Three plus one Figaro... sterling silver... a timeless, elegant pattern. Yes, we have a wide selection to choose from. If you ladies would like to step this way," she said, gesturing to another display case. She pulled a large tray from the case and set it on the counter. It contained an array of bracelets, necklaces, and even longer chains. Sarah must have missed her conversation with the saleswoman, "Allison," she whispered, "What's going on?" Instead of answering, Allison gestured for Sarah to precede her. Sarah had an amazed expression as she stepped toward the tray of chains, her eyes wide with disbelief. Allison merely nodded toward the tray. "Did you have something specific in mind?" "Could you recommend something? Dr. Black said I should rely upon your fine taste," Allison said, quoting her exactly. "She's too kind," Ms. Coe said graciously. "We have a fine selection of bracelets, anklets, and chains of all lengths." Sarah stepped forward and peered at the tray. "Perhaps a bracelet, Miss?" Sarah shook her head. "An anklet is very elegant," Ms. Coe continued, "and much less common. It's more exotic and alluring, in my opinion." Sarah nodded pensively. "Ah, excellent," she said, selecting a thin, silver chain and pulled it off its spindle. "Here you are," she said, holding the chain out to Allison. "Would you like to do the honors?" Sarah grinned as Allison took it and knelt before her. She lifted one sandal and pointed her toes. The silver practically glowed on her tanned skin. "Oh, Allison," she breathed as she gazed at it. "It's beautiful." "It is indeed, Miss," Ms. Coe said. "I've always thought an anklet was sometimes more stylish than a bracelet. It draws the eye to the turn of the ankle, to the grace of the calf." Sarah's eyes glistened. "I love it," she said. "What are these really long chains for?" "(Bingo,)" Allison thought to herself. The anklet was very beautiful but she'd hoped Sarah would go for the waist chain. "Ah, those are waist chains. We rarely sell them, but with your height, and if you don't mind my saying so, with your figure, I think a waist chain would look exquisite." "How do you wear it?" she asked, her eyes lighting up. "You put it around your waist, hence the name," Marsha said without a trace of sarcasm, "and it rests on your hips. A waist chain accents and enhances the female figure. Moreover, since it's normally not visible, it's a much more intimate piece of jewelry. Would you like to try one on?" Sarah nodded quickly. Marsha sized her up for a moment, selected one of the chains, and then handed it to Allison. Allison grinned as she stepped close to Sarah and reached around her back. When she'd fastened the chain in front, Sarah gazed down at it and sighed. "It's beautiful," she breathed. When she looked up, her eyes gravitated to one of the other long chains. "What's the little thing on the end of that one?" The jeweler held up a chain with a small silver bauble attached to one end of it. "This chain is designed to fasten an inch or two above the pendant," she explained. "The pendant dangles and draws the eye..." She coughed into her hand softly. "Um... it draws the eye... ahem... lower." Sarah's eyes positively glowed. "Would you like to try it,?" she asked. Without tearing her eyes from Allison's, she nodded. In an instant, Sarah removed the first one and fastened the second around her waist. The pendant did indeed draw the eye lower. Actually, it pointed directly at her pussy. She didn't say a word, but Allison knew it was the one she wanted. "We'll take this one." Allison bent down to retrieve the anklet, depositing it on the counter. "An excellent choice, ladies. May I show you anything else today?" "No, thank you," Allison said. "Of course. Would you like it gift wrapped, or, as I suspect, would the young lady prefer to wear it out?" "Do I have to take it off?" Sarah asked. "Only for a moment, Miss, I assure you," the jeweler said. Sarah pouted a little, but it was mostly for show. When she handed the chain back to the jeweler, Marsha simply removed the price tag and passed it back. For a moment, Sarah simply stared at it, dismayed. It took Allison a second to realize what the problem was. It was her dress. "Do you have a restroom?" She asked the jeweler. "Or a changing room?" "We have a restroom in the back," she said. Then she moved to open the half-door, which led behind the counter. "You're welcome to use it, Miss," she said to Sarah. "Thank you." While the jeweler was writing up the sales receipt, Sarah called from the back. "Allison, can you help me? I can't get it fastened." Marsha simply nodded to her and then gestured toward the half-door. Once in the restroom, Sarah looked at Allison with a forlorn expression. "I have to use one hand to hold my dress up," she said, "but then I can't fasten the chain with the other." "You know," Allison teased, "for being such a smart girl, my Lady, sometimes you think too much." Sarah frowned for a moment. "If you would hold your dress up, I would be happy to fasten the chain for you," Allison knelt in front of her love, taking the chain from her slack fingers. When she reached around to grasp the other end, Allison gently kissed Sarah's smooth belly. Sarah tried to draw away, halfheartedly. She hissed when Allison fastened the chain. Evidently, the chain was chilly, but it quickly warmed from the heat of her body. Allison took the opportunity to admire the chain. The pendant hung several inches below her belly button, and pointed straight at her pussy. Roguishly, she grasped the ties on the sides of her panties, loosening them. "What're you doing?!" Sarah tried to keep her voice low, but she was too surprised to manage it. "Shhhh. Relax." "Stop it." Instead of stopping, Allison drew the soft fabric from between her calves. "Allison, don't," she begged. "Why?" Allison asked with a wry grin. "You look better this way." The pendant nestled at the top of her pubic hair and the chain made her waist seem even slimmer, accenting the flare of her hips. "The chain leads to the promised land," she said, then planted a kiss on her mons. "Ally, you can't." "Why not?" Allison asked, planting another kiss on the soft hair of Sarah's pussy. "Stop," she begged. "You'll get me hot." "You're already hot," Allison said, kissing her again. "Mmmmm, I like." Sarah tried to push her away, but Allison gripped her hips and inhaled the scent of her growing arousal. Unfortunately, she knew they really couldn't do more than they already had, but she was enjoying teasing Sarah. When she stood, she smirked and then kissed her fiercely. "May I please have my panties back?" she asked. "Please?" Instead of giving them back, Allison folded them up and slipped them into her purse. "Ally, please?! I can't go back out there without my panties." "Sure you can," Allison said, reaching for the hem of Sarah's sundress, smoothing it down. "No one but me will know." "Ally, I can't. What if someone sees?" "No one'll see," Allison assured her. "But I'll know you're naked under your dress, and I like that. By the way," Allison said, leaning close and pressing her body against Sarah's, "I can't wait to see how you look with just the chain on." "Really?" "Mmm hmm," Allison nodded sincerely. "You have no idea how tough it was not to make love to you, right here, right now and make you howl with delight." Sarah's eyes flew wide. I nodded. "You're lucky I didn't. I wanted to suck on your clit until you were nice and wet, and then slide my fingers into your tight little pussy. I can't wait to make love you while I'm gripping your hips and holding the chain." "Allison!" she breathed. She tried to frown, but I could tell that the idea excited her. Allison kissed Sarah soundly, and she melted against her. "Oh, my goodness," she whispered brazenly. "You make me so hot and wet." "Good," Allison said, slipping Sarah's hand under her dress and onto her own naked pussy. Sarah's eyes widened when she felt how wet Allison was. "Are you sure we can't... um... you know?" she asked with a shy grin. "We can make it quick." "We can't. We've already been in here too long." Reluctantly, she nodded. Then she looked up. "I... I love you," she said quietly. "I love you too," I replied. Then I kissed her softly, tenderly. When Allison cupped her ass and pulled Sarah's hips against her, the fabric slid over her smooth bottom. Allison lifted Sarah's dress and pressed her palms against Sarah's bare skin. When she spread her cheeks, Sarah whimpered. Finally, they broke the kiss and she turned to look in the mirror. Allison kissed her neck and then they made sure they were both presentable. Finally, Allison opened the door. "Sorry," Allison said smoothly, "the clasp got caught on her dress." "Certainly," the jeweler replied and said nothing about Sarah's flushed expression. Allison handed Marsha some bills. As Marsha handed her her change, Allison took the black velvet box that the chain would've been wrapped in, if Sarah hadn't wanted to wear it out of the store and put it in her purse. They thanked the nice woman who told them to say hello to "Dr. Black." Allison checked her watch as they left the store. We're right on time, my Lady." 'On time for what, Allison?" At the same moment, they turned into a door marked 'Park 75'. "Lunch." Park 75 was the hotel's four-star restaurant. A sumptuous room done in white and tan. There were upholstered chairs and flowers on the tables. A chandelier hung in the middle of the room. Neither girl had ever been in such a place before. The floor-length tablecloths gave Allison an idea. A woman in an evening gown approached them. "Good afternoon, Ladies. How may I help you?" Allison replied, "We have a lunch reservation for two, the name is White." "Certainly. Follow me, please." She took them to a table in the center of the room. She held the chair before seating each of the girls. Classical music (probably a flute and piano concerto, Allison thought) played in the background. The hostess handed them a menu as a middle-aged man standing beside her said, "Good afternoon, ladies. My name is John. It will be my pleasure to serve you today." John was dressed to the nines in a tuxedo. Allison replied, "Thank you, John. Do you have a recommendation for today?" John smiled at the acknowledgement. A bright, white, wide beaming smile that lit up the room. "While everything is good, the salmon seems to be particularly excellent today. What can I get you to drink?" He was observant enough not to offer alcoholic drinks to the young ladies and save them the embarrassment of asking for ID if they did. "If we can have a minute to look at the menu? Both of us will have iced tea." "Of course," John told Allison, obviously the lead of the pair. "Your tea will be right out," and headed off. As the girls perused the menu, more people were seated. A young man in a dress shirt and vest deposited a glass of tea and a glass of water in front of each of them. They talked about inconsequential things, relaxing, and soaking up the rich atmosphere of the room. John returned a minute later, "Have you decided?" Allison smiled, "Yes, John, we have. Sarah will have the house salad with French dressing, the Pasta Alfredo, and the salmon. I'll have the house salad with Italian dressing, the pasta with white clam sauce, and the salmon. We'll order dessert later." "Very good, excellent choices. I'll bring the salads right out. Have a good lunch," and left. Sarah spoke, "Allison." "Yes, my Lady." "Thank you for today. I needed it. I will always remember what you've done for me and the present, especially." "You're quite welcome, my Lady. We both needed it. You know that I do love you." As she talked, Allison slipped off her sandal. Insinuating her leg between Sarah's, Allison lifted her foot under Sarah's dress. When she stopped, her foot was against Sarah's clit, able to tease it. Sarah's eyes grew wide as Allison's foot moved, creating unbelievable sensations in the pit of her stomach. "Allison!" "Yes, my Lady." "What are you doing," she whispered. "My job. I was told to pleasure you any way I could and I take my job very seriously." "Someone will see." "The long tablecloth hides us quite well, my Lady." At that moment, John came back with their salads and dressings. As he poured the dressings, Allison moved her foot, causing Sarah to shiver. "Is there anything wrong, Miss?" "No. I just felt a draft. The salad looks very good." "Thank you. Your appetizer will be out shortly." Allison said, "Thank you, John." The service unobtrusive, but very good. Their glasses were kept filled with water and tea. As they attacked their salads, Sarah dropped her fork. A server appeared to pick it up and replace it with a clean one. Allison continued to move her foot randomly, teasing Sarah's clit, keeping her distracted. She stopped whenever Sarah started to have trouble finishing sentences. She didn't want her to cum yet, that was for later. Their appetizers came just as they finished their salads. Both tasted the other's dish and pronounced them good. Talk consisted of stories about parents, Minnesota, soccer, basketball, music, books. Conversation followed no plan, going wherever the mood took them. The lovers reveled in the closeness. The salmon was placed before them. It looked wonderful with the mixed vegetables beside it. Allison beamed, "Please extend my appreciation to the chef and staff, John. The food and the service have been excellent. Your four-star rating is well deserved." "Thank you, Miss. I will certainly pass along your praise. Have you given any thought to dessert?" "Yes, I have, John. What I'm thinking about is very decadent. Something along the lines of chocolate cake, topped with chocolate ice cream, chocolate shavings, chocolate syrup, and chocolate whipped cream topped with chocolate sprinkles. along the side. Can you do something along those lines?" "Yes, Miss. I believe we can." "Then I leave it in your capable hands." "Enjoy your salmon, ladies." Both said at the same time, "We will. Thank you, John." The salmon was most excellent. They were almost replete and ready for dessert when John approached their table with a young woman dressed in white. "Ladies, this is Patricia, our dessert chef. She wanted to speak to you." "Good afternoon, ladies. When John brought your request to me, I was intrigued. It is, as you said, very decadent. I have never seen or considered anything quite like it. I would like your permission to include it on our dessert menu. Do you have a name for it?" "Good afternoon, Patricia. And thank you. I was considering 'Lover's Delight' as a name." "Most apropos." As she spoke, John came back with two plates. On each was a dessert exactly like the one Allison had described. "Enjoy, ladies. Management has decided that your lunch is on the house today. When you are ready to go, let John know and he will walk you out with our appreciation." "You're welcome. Please extend our regards to the management." They attacked their desserts with a passion. Allison knew that that much chocolate would put both of them into a sugar high. Energy they would burn off later, if her plans continued. After each had visited the ladies room, they had John walk them out. Allison handed him a gratuity. Their check may have been covered, but she wanted to make sure his good service was rewarded. They thanked the hostess before leaving. "Where to now, Allison?" "Next door, my Lady. We'll just be in time." Next door was a small Cineplex. Sarah remarked, "I've never heard of this place?" "I discovered it right after we moved here. The management takes great pride in their place and keep it looking good. They specialize in second run films, so the cost is low. A perfect place to lose yourself for an afternoon." "What are we going to see?" "I'll let you be surprised." Allison approached the ticket booth and bought the tickets. "Let's go. The show is about to start." The theatre was a smallish room with a screen at one end and an aisle down the middle. They sat in the back row with Sarah to Allison's left, in the corner. Sarah draped her shawl across her lap. The lights went down and the previews started. After the previews, "Doc Hollywood" started. Allison loved Michael J. Fox and Sarah could use the distraction. About the time the girl rose up, naked, out of the pond, Allison slid her hand under the shawl and Sarah's dress to slide a finger along Sarah's exposed slit. She shuddered but said nothing. In fact, Sarah slumped down a bit and opened her legs wider to allow Allison more access. She kept Sarah pleasantly buzzed all the while they laughed and had fun with the movie. Someone even "shushed" them when they got too loud. Allison's mom was waiting for them when they came out of the theatre. All the way home, Sarah regaled her with the tale of their day; window-shopping, the jewelry store, lunch, the movie. "So you had a nice day, Sarah?" "Yes, Mrs. White. A most excellent day." Mrs. White was glad that Sarah seemed to be back to her usual self. She caught Allison's eye in the rear-view mirror and smiled. Hopefully it wouldn't set her back when her parents got back tomorrow and they tried to find out what had happened at school Friday. Dinner with Allison's parents went well. Sarah repeated her stories for Allison's dad, carefully edited. On the way back to Sarah's house she even let Allison hold her hand, fingers intertwined. Standing on the porch, Sarah turned to Allison, tears running down her cheeks, "Thank you for today. I enjoyed it very much. I needed it, too. I love you very much." Allison kissed her love's tears away, "You are quite welcome, my Lady. I love you, too. I enjoyed pleasuring you, but the day is not over yet. There is more to come. I will meet you up in your room in a minute. I need to lock up and let Mom know we got home." When Allison got upstairs, she stopped and hung up her dress before going into Sarah's room. She found Sarah sitting on the edge of her bed, dressed in Allison's pajama top. "I hope you don't mind. It feels good on my skin." "No problem, Love. It hasn't been cold enough to need it yet. Besides, sleeping next to you is a warming experience anyway. You have a 'hot bod', literally and figuratively." She lit the candle Sarah kept in the room, rose scented this time. Sarah turned a bright red and punched Allison's arm lightly, "Stop it! I hate it when you make me blush like that." "Yes, but you're so cute when you do." "...am not." "...are too." Sarah jumped up and hugged Allison tightly, "I know I said this just a few minutes ago, but I really do appreciate what you did for me today. I love you." She drew Allison's face down and kissed her softly, sensitively. "You're welcome, darling. That's what friends and lovers are for." Picking up the comb and brush, Allison slid over to the far side of the bed and motioned for Sarah to sit in front of her. "Now, my Lady, let me do your hair," she said, slipping back into character. Sarah sat down on the edge, close enough to be comfortable. Allison hesitated a moment. Sarah was the center of her universe and she hoped Sarah believed it. Right now, Allison wasn't sure. Relationships are 50%-50%. She wanted Sarah to be able to take whatever she needed or wanted tonight, even if she couldn't give. Allison wanted to engage all five senses to give Sarah unimaginable pleasure . Allison started to take out the French braid she'd put in Sarah's hair earlier. Using her fingers, Allison combed through Sarah's hair, making sure there were no tangles and massaged her scalp too. Picking up the comb and starting at the ends, Allison combed Sarah's hair out. Starting with short strokes and lengthening only when she was sure there were no tangles. Fifty long, slow strokes from scalp to ends, lovingly applied. Occasionally, Allison would lean in and nibble Sarah's ear or nuzzle her neck while she combed. After fifty strokes with the comb, Allison started fifty more strokes on Sarah's hair with the brush. The sensuality of the action was palpable. Sarah was already shivering with mini-orgasms. In addition to biting Sarah's earlobe, Allison would whisper in her ear or blow softly. When she was done, Sarah's hair was shining and she was totally pliable. Pulling Sarah back to her, Allison reached across, drew Sarah's chin around, and kissed her deeply, completely. Their tongues dueled as the kiss lengthened. "Swing around and lie back for me, please, my Lady." Sarah laid back without saying anything. It was obvious that she was in a state of bliss. Allison straddled Sarah's recumbent form, approximately clit-to-clit. She bent over and started kissing Sarah's chest above the top button of the pajama top. Using her teeth and fingers, Allison unbuttoned each of the buttons of the top. Continuing to kiss and lick her skin, Allison would occasionally travel back up to kiss Sarah and let her taste herself on Allison's mouth and tongue. When she reached Sarah's belly button, Allison made sure it was squeaky clean. Sarah giggled a bit and grabbed the sheets; Allison knew she was ticklish there. Folding back the left side of the top, Allison kissed and licked up to her breast. She worshiped all around the nipple and aureole, without touching them. Sarah whimpered a little and twisted, trying to get Allison to kiss her nipple. Continuing up to Sarah's neck, Allison nibbled on her ear some more and whispered, "I love you too." When she kissed Sarah to get from one side of her face to the other, Sarah sucked in Allison's tongue and wouldn't let go. Finally, Allison could proceed to the other ear and make love to it. She whispered, "You are my sunshine, the center of my universe. Take what you need tonight, fill yourself with my love." She kissed down Sarah's collarbone. Flipping aside the right side of the top, Alison repeated the treatment back down to Sarah's belly button. She tried to use her hands to direct Allison to her nipple, but Allison took a hand in each of hers and held them down by Sarah's sides. Allison finally kissed one nipple to diamond hardness while twirling the other between her thumb and forefinger. Switching back and forth several times, Allison made sure each breast got sufficient attention. Then she gently bit one nipple while pulling on the other. Sarah came, hard. Her back arched so high, it almost threw Allison off. Letting Sarah calm a bit, Allison kissed her and stroked her hair. Not wanting to let her get too mellow, Allison started at Sarah's belly button after a minute or so. Kissing and tonguing down to just above her pussy, Allison started down the outside of Sarah's leg. Pausing to caress the inside of her knee, Sarah could only moan with pleasure. Allison's next stop was Sarah's foot. Caressing the soles of her feet and between her toes, Allison started up the inside of the leg. Pausing again to caress the inside of Sarah's knee, Allison spent minutes on the inside of her thigh. Moving up to kiss her, Allison repeated the process on the other leg. Sarah almost constantly moaned or whispered Allison's name. She twisted and turned as her orgasm approached again. Approaching Sarah's belly button again, Allison made sure it was still squeaky clean. Rising up to kiss her, Allison ran a finger along Sarah's labia, spreading her lubrication. She ran the same finger along her own slit, commingling their scents. Allison brought the finger up to let Sarah sample the scents. Then she let her taste them. Sarah sucked on Allison's finger hungrily. Sucking on a nipple, Allison slipped her finger between Sarah's labia. Making sure she was well lubricated, Allison inserted her finger deeply into Sarah's tight passage. A second finger took Sarah over the edge into another orgasm. Her cunt gripped Allison's finger tightly and wouldn't let them go. Not letting Sarah come down, Allison continued to plunge her fingers in and out of her pussy, occasionally drawing them up over her clit. Establishing a plateau, Allison kept Sarah there. Slowing if she got too close to another orgasm, speeding up if it seemed like she was calming. Moving down, Allison continued to tweak Sarah's nipples with one hand, finger her with the other, and started tonguing her clit, occasionally using her teeth on the nether lips. Sarah pleaded with Allison to let her cum. Another orgasm broke over Sarah. Allison continued to take Sarah on a roller coaster, with ever-higher peaks and shallower valleys. It wasn't long before Sarah was experiencing an almost continuous orgasm. As pleasure approached pain, and Sarah started to push her away, Allison knew it was time. Taking Sarah's clit gently in her teeth and vibrating it with her tongue, Allison tweaked a nipple with one hand. Continuing to plunge her fingers in and out of Sarah's super-tight vagina, Allison forced her thumb past Sarah's anus. Bending almost in two with a last super orgasm. Sarah passed out. Her pussy continued to grip her fingers. The sheets were soaked with sweat and their girl-cum. Taking a minute to rest, Allison got up and retrieved a couple of towels from the bathroom. Drying herself off, Allison spread out the coverlet on the floor, and the pillows too. She gently picked up Sarah's passive form and lovingly slipped off the soaked top before drying her too. Laying Sarah down, Allison stripped the sheets off the bed and threw them in the hallway rather than change them tonight, along with the towels and the top. Making a mental note to do the wash before Sarah's parents got home; Allison lay down beside Sarah, and drew up the blanket. Carefully wrapping her arms around Sarah, so as to not chafe her still sensitive skin, Allison fell into a deep, satisfied sleep. Sarah continued to shiver from the aftershocks of her last orgasm. Some time later, Sarah woke up. The bed felt strange until she realized they were lying on the floor. The last thing Sarah remembered was the world whiting out when an orgasm broke over her. Allison was cuddled up behind her. Cuddling in tighter, Sarah whispered, "I love you so much," and went back to sleep. She would never forget this day. My thanks, again, to Jym for his wonderful story upon which Sarah and Allison are based. And to our Lady Jan, for allowing me to turn a writing exercise into something the readers enjoy. And to the readers who have passed along their comments. You give me the incentive to continue. If you have any questions or story ideas, please pass them along too. -Donal [top of page] © 2004 Donal