Date: Fri, 20 Dec 2002 09:47:42 -0800 (PST) From: Selena Anders Subject: The Reunion, part 2 The Reunion, part 2 This story is a shared writing experience, created by Joni and Selena . Parts by Joni begin with 1). Parts by Selena begin with 2). 2) Amy's fingers were delighted with the long soft folds of Stacy's dripping, drooping pussy lips, and the scent that assailed her nose was heavenly. She knew from experience that Jane rarely had much scent at all between her thighs, because she always wore short skirts without panties. Amy was so grateful to Jane. Amy had escaped the civil violence in Algeria by stowing away on a steamer to Marseilles, and her treatment by the sailors when they found her was enough to turn her off of men forever. She washed dishes in a Marseilles bistro for just long enough to be able to afford a plane to America. It was pure luck that the immigration court had appointed the young lawyer named Jane Rogers for her refugee hearing. Amy was so glad to be allowed to stay in America that she wanted to thank the lovely lawyer with the only thing she had to offer. Jane had paid for a year of catch-up schooling at Forsythe, then found her a job at the best hotel in town. Ever since, the two women had been lovers in whatever hotel room happened to be available. Amy's fingers felt the soft brush of Jane's tongue, as they both tried to explore the same lush lips of the blonde goddess. Amy withdrew her hand, and her wet fingers traced down Stacy's inner thigh. There was that thong, still stretched between Stacy's knees, keeping her from spreading her legs far enough to allow Jane easy access to her sex. Amy tugged down on the thong, and as if in a dream, Stacy stepped out of it. Amy wasted no time in bringing the sodden cloth to her nose. Without Amy behind her to provide support, Stacy stumbled backward, coming to rest against the wall beside the closet, with her legs spread wide. Jane shuffled forward on her knees, ravenously pursuing the lush pussy she had been missing for years. Jane was like a starving woman who had just been offered the most delicious meal ever, and she couldn't get enough of the juices that were leaking from between the lean legs of her old classmate. Amy's head was spinning from the exotic aroma that came from the thong she was sniffing. She stumbled over to the king-size bed and sat down heavily, still inhaling deeply through the cloth. She gazed at her friend Jane who was frantically gobbling at the succulent labia of the tall blonde. Stacy's sex was hidden by Jane's head, but the sexy globes of Jane's ass stared back at the young hotel worker. Amy was totally turned on, and had to lift the hem of her hotel uniform skirt, and begin to rub herself through the crotch of the lace panties that Jane had bought for her. She started slowly, but the vision before her caused her need to explode, and soon she was rubbing herself frantically. Stacy was equally animated, humping her vulva hard against Jane's hungry mouth. 1) Stacy opened her eyes, which had been closed as she floated in the ecstasy of Jane's licks and nibbles on her sex. She pushed her vulva into Jane's face as the brunette stabbed at her sex with a tongue spear. Her eyes fell on Amy, sitting on the edge of the bed, clawing vigorously at her own clitoris through the lace panties. The sight of the dark-colored fingers against the deep black lace excited Stacy even more. He raised her hands and made a motion to Amy to stand up. The petite Amourette obeyed. As Jane's tongue assaulted Stacy's vulva again, the blonde motioned Amy to remove her blouse and her skirt. She mouthed the word "Slowly" and Amy nodded that she understood. Without taking her eyes off the pair against the wall, Amy disrobed, like a sensual strip tease. First, she stepped out of her shoes and set them aside. Amy released the snap and button of her gray skirt's waistband, lowered the circle of cloth to the floor and lifted her feet out. She carefully folded the skirt and set it on the top of the dresser. Her hand reached for her vulva again - giving it a rub to keep the good feelings going. Her eyes watched Stacy's as her eyes followed Amy's fingers circling where her erect clit must be. Stacy took a deep breath - she was being attacked by Jane's mouth and fingers while Amy assaulted her vision. Stacy noticed that Amy was wearing stockings and a very sexy black lace garter belt. It was the youngest member's way of keeping a sexy feeling while wearing the hotel's mandated uniform. She was glad the choice for today. She could see that Goddess liked it. Standing in front of Stacy, Amy raised her slender fingers to the top blouse button and released it. She slowly slipped each white button through its capturing hole in the cotton/poly blend of her uniform blouse. When all the buttons were free, Amy opened the blouse and lowered it from her body, folded it and laid it on top of the skirt. She removed her camisole by lifting it over her head. Now Amy was dressed only in her stockings, panties and a very pretty lace bra. The "B" cups of her bra cradled her breasts lovingly. At least that's how she felt when she wore the lingerie that her lover and mentor, Jane, had presented her and taught her to wear with pleasure. Looking at it, you might think that the bra was somewhat out of place, because it was so white against Amy's dark skin. Stacy licked her lips and Jane licked Stacy's lower lips. Stacy had recognized the signs of a French accent when Amy spoke to her. Taking a chance, she asked a question. "Adorez-vous mon corps, mon amant de petite de Jane??" Stacy asked the petite girl. ("Do you adore my body, Jane's petite lover?") "Oh, oui. Oui, je fais, Mademoiselle Stacy." Amourette quickly responded, "Oh yes, yes I do, Miss Stacy." Stacy motioned to Amy to come to her - and she did. "Suck on my nipples," she demanded of the tiny woman. "They need your mouth." Amy did not hesitate. Jane's goddess was asking her to join in pleasing her. This was an honor. Hearing Stacy speak, Jane looked up. She was nearly sandwiched between the two women. Amy looked down at Jane - would her lover approve? Would she share Goddess? Jane's answer took only a moment. She smiled and nodded an approving "Yes." As Amy moved into the tall blonde's breast to suckle on her nipple, Jane rotated slightly, put her hands on Amy's black panties, and pulled them down. 2) Jane had to scoot out of the way as Amy met Stacy, lips to nipples; breasts to tummy, and after Jane had whisked her panties off, Amy's pussy began to hump itself against Stacy's thigh. Jane momentarily sat back on her heels, looking up at her lovers as they began to discover each other. She admired the contrast between the blonde's naturally fair skin, carefully tanned by limited periods of nude sunbathing; and the darker girl who was still clad in a wisp of a bra, garter belt and hose. A smile came over Jane's face as Stacy began to moan, and Amy's grinding motions against the taller girl's leg became more and more frantic. Slowly Jane rose to her feet, leaving a damp patch of spent soap suds on the carpet. Jane reached out with her left hand and took Stacy's right that had been holding Amy's head to her breast. Jane's right hand managed to find Amy's right. Gently she drew her entwined lovers toward the giant bed. Like a tall tree with a koala bear desperately clutching to it, the two slowly toppled until they hit the mattress and bounced apart, laughing. Jane ran around to the side of the bed and reached for her blonde goddess. "Cum here, you gorgeous woman!" Without bothering to turn down the bedspread, Jane dragged her leggy lady love further up on the bed. Jane knew exactly what she wanted, and was determined to get it. She climbed on top of her old friend with her pussy poised above Stacy's rich pink mouth. Stacy didn't need any more invitation than that, to grasp Jane's hips and draw her down to be licked in a delicious 69. At first, Jane buried her face in Stacy's crotch, but such was the blonde's enthusiasm, skill and outright hunger that soon Jane had to lift her head from the feast below her and cry out in delight. This was Amy's chance to spread the goddess' thighs still farther apart, to receive her first taste of blonde pussy. Amy had not been practicing on Jane without learning how, but she was surprised at the difference in taste between the two women. While Jane's fluids were thick and creamy and somewhat salty, this new woman-juice was thinner, but sweeter. Amy was utterly entranced by the soft golden down that tickled her nose as she sucked on the hard nub of Stacy's clit. She was fascinated by the length of those wrinkled pink inner lips that blossomed forth from the woman's slit. How could Amy get more of that sweet juice she suddenly craved? Quickly she slid three delicate slim fingers as far as she could up inside the blonde's vagina. She wanted the woman to cum on her hand, on her face, in her mouth, anywhere she could lick. Amy's attack only served to make Stacy slurp and lick and suck more frantically at the sexy shaved pussy she had missed for so long. Again and again she jabbed her tongue up inside Jane's love tunnel, savoring the rich cream that was beginning to flow in greater and greater volume. The contracting spasms of Jane's delirious cunt caused her juices to cum in wave after wave, until Stacy finally screamed in her Amy-induced orgasm. The vibrations of Stacy howling into Jane's cunt tipped her over the edge and she went rigid as one last huge contraction of her vaginal muscles emptied her sex of its liquid treasure. Slowly, Amy lifted her wet face, smeared with love juice and a huge smile, while Jane toppled sideways to catch her breath as she lay with her lovers on that huge bed. 1) Stacy lay with her head next to the wall. Jane's head was near the foot of the bed. Amy leaned over and gave Jane a kiss as she crawled up between the worn out pair. When she reached Stacy, Amy presented her with a kiss. She was half-straddled over Jane. "Oh my sweet Amy," Stacy said. "We have neglected your needs." "Oh no, Miss Stacy..." Amy started to say. "Ohhh!!" Her surprised chirp came as Jane pulled Amy's legs apart and sank her mouth firmly on the little woman's clit. Jane sucked the ripe bud and it stood erect immediately. At the same moment, Jane moved her hand and stroked Amy's wet pussy. Amy writhed with pleasure. Stacy moved aside, allowing Amy to roll so she was on her back, knees up. Jane never released her hold and circled Amy's clit with her tongue as she continued her sucking. Stacy, above the diminutive Amy, kissed her full and rich on the mouth. Amy opened and Stacy's tongue dashed into the toothy cavern. Stacy's tongue raced up and crossed the roof of the mouth, teasing the nerves that reside there. Every little ridge got its fair share of attention. Now, Jane's fingers plunged into Amy's pussy, pulling out the moisture that her excitement created. Jane moved her mouth from the clit and let her thumb find the bud. As she finger fucked her little lover, she kissed her mound and stomach. Stacy's hand found Amy's breast. She kneaded it and moved her fingers to the erect nipple. Pinching lightly and pulling, she could tell the tiny focus of her attention was coming close to her climax. Amy was delirious with passion. She had the two most beautiful women she had known making love to her- the tall goddess and her love-mentor. Well-practiced fingers and mouths found every passion point. Her stomach turned into a furnace. Her pussy contracted. Jane felt the contraction. She increased her tempo and pulled Amy to her orgasm. "Ohh!!," Amy moaned. She broke from Stacy's kisses. "Oh, Miss... Don't stop!!" Amy's stomach muscles tightened and released. Her legs jumped, pushing Jane away for a moment. Jane returned, and lowered her mouth to give Amy one last kiss on her clit and to lick her lovely juices. She lapped quickly, and then more slowly, trying to get every drop of the tiny lover's pussy syrup. Jane loved this part - the tastes of her lovers were like nectar to her. As Amy wound down from her orgasm, Jane released her and moved so the three women were now all together in a small pile. Stacy looked Jane and moved to give her a tender kiss. Then she kissed Amy again. Jane kissed Amy and settled back. Lying there, completely spent, the three women rested for a few minutes. "Oh, Miss Stacy," Amy sat up with a bolt, "Your clothes. I need to get them to the cleaners for you!" Jane looked at the clock. It was nearly six. Stacy and she were to meet the gang at Clancey's at seven-thirty. "Amy, why don't you take a quick shower in Stacy's room and freshen up before you leave?" Jane suggested. "Stacy and I will freshen up here for our party tonight." "Okay, Miss Jane," Amy agreed. She gave Jane a sweet kiss. Amy also gave one to Stacy as she climbed out of the bed. Their tiny loverpicked up her clothing and her master key. She padded to the door and opened it to peek down the hall. It was clear. She knew she could slip, unnoticed, into Stacy's room. She turned around to say, "Goodbye". Then Stacy spoke up. "We'll be back very late, but Jane will call you in the morning to see what we can plan for tomorrow." Then she looked at Jane. "If that's okay with you, of course." Jane smiled and nodded. It was fine with her. She was very happy to have both her former love and her present love together. "Oh, Amy," Jane added, "When you come tomorrow, bring the champagne and three glasses."