Date: Thu, 11 Jan 2007 14:24:29 +1100 (EST) From: madeline morrison Subject: a dream This is a story about lesbian sex between a girl and an older woman. In some places it my not be legal for younger readers to read stories such as this so if you are one of those people please leave now. I write stories of lesbian sex for my own entertainment but I have been asked by other readers to publish other stories on NIFTY. Some readers may find the stories interesting enough to want to copy them to their computers and that's OK by me. I don't want you to send them on to friends as though they are your own stories, just remember they're mine. The story is called "A Dream" and the author is Madeline Morrison. I'd like to exchange messages with you if you like my story and even if you think it's not so good I'd like to hear why. My e-mail address is mdlnmrrsn@yahoo.com.au I seem to remember that it may have been the first time we went to a motel so that it was new for me, I'd never been to one before and wasn't sure what a motel was. I'd met Erica at the shopping centre as before and I'd had a little over night bag with me so I guess we must have spoken about it before or I wouldn't have taken spare clothes with me. We'd met as usual and gone to the cosmopolitan caf‚ for morning tea and a cake and then left about 9 o'clock I suppose. I seem to remember Erica saying it was about 50 miles away but on the back roads we were using it would take a little longer than normal. The story would be that I was her daughter and I wasn't too well so we'd decided to stop for a while whilst I recovered. Don't know what I was supposed to be recovering from but it really didn't matter, easiest excuse that I'm sure women have been using for years was period cramps, covers a multitude of sins. I suppose at the speed she was driving it would have taken us a little over an hour or so but she didn't seem to be in any hurry and I had my hand up her skirt so maybe that helped to keep us occupied. Not a very flash motel, just a country village that I suppose bosses often took their secretaries to for "business meetings". Anyway, once we'd checked in Erica moved the car to outside the room and let us into the room. I went to the curtains and blinds and went to close them when she came up behind me reaching for my breasts and trying to turn my head to kiss me. Don't know what came over me but I seem to recall slapping her face and telling her something like just wait until I'm ready. She was obviously stunned, I hadn't done anything like that before but I was later to find out that another girl had slapped her face on a previous occasion. I'd strode off to the bathroom with my little overnight bag and after about 10 or 15 minutes I came out dressed as I wanted her to see me. I'd changed into a complete different rig out, gone were the teenage girl clothes and now I was wearing clothes of a style that a seductress would wear. Little lace knickers, lace blouse with a pretty white lace bra showing through, soft grey stockings (Florence would kill me is she knew I had been wearing them) and a tight short grey skirt. I hoped I looked sexy because I certainly felt like it. Oh, don't forget the make up, nice red lipstick and black eye make up. I didn't walk over to her I swaggered over, my bottom was swaying like a tree in the wind and she stood up wondering whether it was safe to come over to me and kiss me. I solved her problem by taking her in my arms and kissing her telling her not to make presumptions in reaching out for me like she did. My tongue entered her mouth and when I removed it she followed me with her tongue inside mine. Her breasts were heaving against me and I felt them, almost as though they were trying to escape from her blouse. I felt so good reaching out for her and opening her blouse and being able to see the pretty white lace of her bra but it was even nicer when I unfastened the clips of her front clip bra, her breasts just fell out. They looked so wonderful. I just couldn't resist sucking her nipples into my mouth. She did an awful lot or moaning as I sucked her and although I knew she was getting very "hot" I could also feel myself getting exactly the same way. I wondered how Florence would feel if she knew that her knickers had been filled with my "cum" but really I didn't care. I took Erica to the bed and laid her down pushing her skirt up and clear of her groin so I could make my way there. She was wet, very wet and I tried to suck her juices through the material of her knickers, I had some success but it was much easier when I moved them to one side and exposed her pussy to my eyes. I have to be honest with you her pussy looked absolutely beautiful, so wet, so open and so inviting. I pushed my tongue inside her as deeply as I could and gathered all the wetness I could. My lips were covered in her juice and I entered my fingers in her to make her even more aroused. If there's one thing that Erica likes it's to be teased with my fingers, it only needs two to excite her. I've heard of other women who like four or even a whole hand inside them but Erica finds that just two fingers used judiciously are so good for her. I like to do everything slowly, oh so slowly, just to tease her and she's such a good fuck that she seems to anticipate every move that I make so that as the palm of my hand glides down to her mound she starts to rise to increase the pressure on it but it's my pleasure not to increase it but to smile at her and lift my hand away making her follow me even higher. I wasn't ready for her to "cum" so I helped her up from the bed and completed undressing her. It was delicious removing each item of clothing and then standing back and admiring the view. Her now fully bare breasts were quite naughty in that her nipples were standing up for me and when I lifted her hands and placed them on her breasts I could hear the change in her breathing and her face took on a completely different look. To remove her skirt I knelt down in front of her and unfastening her waist band I let it slowly slither down her legs until such time as her wet pussy came into view whereupon I could not resist kissing her there again. So there she was, her skirt around her knees, my mouth on her pussy and her fondling her own breasts. I had no intentions of removing her stockings, I like her to wear them whilst we're having sex, so when her skirt was finally removed I'd gone as far as I'd wanted to in undressing her, she could even leave her shoes on. I stood back and moved to unfasten my blouse but the pleading look in her eyes made me relent and let her do it. She started to go much too fast for me so I gripped her hands, leaned forward and kissed her and said "much slower Erica", "one button at a time and then stand back and look at what you've just exposed". This could have taken forever but I wanted her to see what she was getting as she slipped my blouse off my shoulders and then my bra. I must say that my breasts felt delightful with her looking at them and I was almost wishing she would have taken them in her mouth and sucked me but I pulled her to me and let our breasts touch whilst I kissed her but I was getting to that stage where I wanted her to take me. Yes, very unusual, but that was the case. I think my desire was showing either in my eyes or in my face because there was a sudden move from her that indicated that she was getting "pissed off' at being made to wait. Her kiss, when it came, was so aggressive that it hurt my lips but I either couldn't or wouldn't ask her to go easy with me, I wanted her. Now, you know that I really like to be in charge so this reversal of roles by me surprised her for the time being, perhaps as much as it surprised me. She didn't need any second chances to take me and she hurried to remove the rest of my clothing. The more she stared at me the more I wanted her and I wasn't sure but I think she was waiting for me to ask and say "please Erica". Eventually I did, she'd taken so long to make a move on me that I was feeling quite despondent, thinking that there was nothing about me that appealed to her. I was quite wrong though, when she eventually made her move on me she was fierce with me, her hands on my breasts were hurting me but the hurt was as much a pleasure as a pain. Her fingers were tormenting my nipples and making me gasp for her to be gentle with me but this new Erica was obviously enjoying her moment of glory. Her lips were still hurting me but I was shameless, fuck me Erica I was calling out but she had to put her hand over my mouth because there were people outside that almost certainly would have heard me. The easiest way to stop me was to pull me down to her breasts and fill my mouth with one. Under ordinary circumstances this would have been an absolute pleasures for both of us but now, it was done as a matter of expediency, just to shut me up. Her strength surprised me, her hand clutched me to her breast whilst her free hand was still tormenting one of my breasts but I could feel myself getting weaker and weaker, my knees seemed to have no strength and I felt myself falling back onto the bed. As I fell my legs separated showing my most private parts to her, her eyes gleamed at the sight of my pussy and why wouldn't they, it was leaking like a proverbial sieve, I'd never been so aroused in my life. Knowing my predilection for being the master of my sex life I, presumably like Erica, was totally dumbfounded at my desire for her to fuck me. But want her I did!!!! In some ways it was good to see Erica in this dominant position, I wanted to "feel" what it was like to be `fucked', not just by any woman but by her in particular and from the steely glint in her eyes I was certainly going to find out very soon. Her enthusiasm for me soon showed in the way her mouth descended on my exposed pussy and even if my pussy could have run away from her it most certainly didn't nor would it. It seemed to be pleading with her to move her mouth down on it but the bitch contented herself by running her finger up and down the outer lips and then just moistening her finger by inserting it inside me and then removing it to tease me again. To my way of thinking she must have been waiting for me to plead with her for some relief and I was very close to promising her the moon if she'd "fuck me". But I didn't have too much longer to wait, my pussy was bubbling with juice that she could plainly see so she lowered her lips and with the very tip of her tongue that was only just showing she cleared some of the juice from me. The touch of her tongue was heavenly, please come back and do it again but she'd moved her face away from me and was contenting herself with exposing the tip of her tongue together with the resultant juices that she licked from me. In an act of desperation I'd reached up to her to try and bring her mouth down to my pussy again but surprise, surprise, I got a smack on my face for my troubles. This was not my Erica, this was some other woman that had dressed to look like her, my darling would never have smacked me like that, she's far too gentle for that. Or, that's what I thought, now I had learned another lesson, never take a woman, especially this one, for granted. I wondered if being like this is what will happen to us in the future where I will be made to do what I'm told by this woman imposing her kind of discipline on me. But, that was in the future, what was going to happen now? Well, I didn't have long to wait to find out. She moved her body over the top of me and pushed her pussy into my mouth and told me to suck her and suck her hard. My efforts must have seemed to be quite feeble to her because she took one of my nipples in her hand and squeezed it so hard that I moaned in pain and she squeezed it again and gave me my instructions on how she liked her clit to be sucked. God, I was working hard, as hard as I'd ever worked even on myself when I'd masturbated but it didn't seem to be hard enough for her. Eventually though, her orgasm arrived but as she was climaxing she was pressing her pussy even harder into my mouth, goodness, I could barely breath. Her body was covering my mouth and my nose. When she sat back to relax I took a very deep breath but as I breathed in more than a drop of her "cum" was drawn into my nasal passages because it had leaked into my nose when she'd `cum". I thought I was going to drown, there was so much fluid entering my lungs. Although she hadn't done anything more to me I was very wet, mostly because of her previous efforts on me but this girl is very rough and she tossed me onto my belly and started kissing my arse. Just little wet kisses that left little blobs of spit all over my bottom and when she'd appeared to have finished doing that she lifted me from the waist onto my hands and knees and then pushed down on my shoulders so that my face was rammed into the pillow. This position seemed to be too high for her so she pulled the pillows, not too gently I must say, from under my head and rammed my head down to the mattress. Her fingers, when they arrived, slid into my bottom having been lubricated in my pussy on the way there. In line with her previous attacks on me her fingers, yes fingers, were rammed into my arse, god it hurt but she was showing me no sympathy as she ground them in and out and rotated them inside me. Please I said, not so hard but she just pulled her fingers out, flattened them in line with her palm and let me have another smack across my bottom. Oh fuck, it hurt me. Before I could recover her fingers were in me again being driven in and out of me at an alarming pace. Oh goodness, I can't take too much more of this and I was getting close to begging her to stop. At last, I had to call out to her to stop. Please Erica, please stop. She didn't stop but at least her fingers started to slow down and that offered me some relief, the fire inside my bottom was no longer flaring, now it was just smouldering embers. Eventually she removed her fingers from my bottom and moved her pussy close to my bottom. I anticipated that she was going to give me a little pleasure by moving her wet pussy against my anus but surprise, surprise, she peed in me. The hot pee stung like hell but after few seconds it lost it's heat and started to sooth my insides. I have to admit that I really couldn't take any more of her rough treatment but she spent some time kissing me on the bottom to quieten me down. I tried to roll over but her arms were too firmly wrapped around my waist so I had to ask her to let me go. When she did, the smile on her face was priceless, it so obviously said "don't fuck with me baby" and in the back of my mind I certainly felt that I'd better not, the alternative was to be smacked again to make me behave. Lots of kisses later after her hands had wandered all over my body she told me that I could get up and have a shower. Did I need one? You bet you I did, partly for the relief of the hot water coursing over my skin and predominantly to escape from this brutal woman who'd just shagged me silly. Of course I couldn't go without her could I, she wouldn't let me out of her sight. She washed me most carefully, from my face to the tips of my toes. She was very good, not missing any of the important bits on the way down my body and by the time she'd finished my skin was glowing and as much as I'd been angry at the way she'd treated me on the bed I found myself snuggling into her so that her body was practically enclosing mine. She dried me taking great care with my bottom, my pussy and my breasts. In between time she was laying little kisses, not the kind that had made me almost collapse earlier but just little kisses that, perhaps, said I love you. She'd taken me by the hand and led me out of the shower to dress me. Step in here she'd said as she'd held out her knickers to me, wow, as she pulled them up my legs until she reached my bottom it was almost like masturbating, when she reached the top she made sure that they were sat right on my bottom. She was kneeling down at the time and as she stroked my bottom her lips were giving me such gentle kisses. When she stood she slipped my arms through her bra straps and gave me the cups to hold to my breasts whilst she fastened the front clip but leaning forward her tongue and lips, which were both wet, were sliding across my lips. We did eventually, get round to putting her blouse on me but I never realised that it took so much tugging and pulling and stroking to make sure that it was sat right. She let me put the stockings on myself or at least as far as my calves then she gave herself the pleasure of straightening the tops and snuggling them into and as close as possible to my pussy. When I stood into the skirt where it was lay on the floor she again needed to get down on her hands and knees kissing me on my legs and bottom as she pulled it up and fastened the waist. She pulled me over to the mirror so that I could look at myself and honestly I really liked myself dressed like this. She even put my shoes on for me so that I could see the final picture. Oh god, she'd said, you look heavenly. Will you dress me? We went through the same procedure with her with the exception that as I started to dress her she took my fingers and entered two of them in her pussy and asked me to kiss her. This was more like it, this was the way I liked it, I should be the master, just because she'd had me for an hour was I going to let her have me for ever? But, she'd started to ride my fingers and making little noises in her throat and eventually she leaned forward and said Madeline, I adore you. It was apparent from then on that the woman who'd taken care of me during the morning had not been my Erica, it must have been some other woman. Mind you, that woman could come back again to take care of me, not too often but just occasionally. Before we went out for lunch at a local burger shop I made love to Erica but I remained dressed all the time. I moved her from leaning over the bed to leaning over the bench to over the bathroom sink and then down on her hands and knees. I know she doesn't like too much of it but I wasn't in any mood to take any guff from her so she took it and soaked my hand with her `cum". Before I let her go for a shower I made her lick every drop of her "cum" off my hand and then I stood and watched whilst she had a shower. I dressed her in my clothes, taking my time and making sure that every bit of clothing sat on her body as I wanted it. I told her to ring the office and find the location of some eatery or other, pizza or hamburger for preference. There was one of each so we, should I say I, chose a pizza shop. I made a final check of her dress, making sure that I touched her bottom and breasts, before we left the motel to walk up the street. Only a couple of customers in the pizza shop as I went to the counter to order and pay for the lunch but they were two men who took a very keen interest in both of us. Erica had retreated to her shy state again but I hadn't, I'd found my audacity again and gave them both a knowing smile as if to say to both of them "yes, she's mine and I've just fucked her". Several times I leaned across the table and gave her a kiss, the other customers seemed to like watching especially as my tongue quite clearly showed for them. Once outside I'd put my arms round her and given her a resounding kiss, mostly for the entertainment of the village people, they'd talk about this for years. We strolled back to the motel holding hands, I felt a little reluctance on Erica's part but I didn't care what the locals thought. Back inside our room Erica appeared to be nervous so I took her in my arms and kissed her and as I broke away I said that it was OK, we'd treat this morning's session as an aberration but it mustn't happen again unless I gave her permission to which she readily acquiesced saying I don't know what came over me but I "shushed" again but I didn't let her go this time. I smiled at her, my confidence having returned, and slipped the blouse off her shoulders followed by my bra, remember I put mine on her when I dressed her, exposing her breasts. They looked absolutely lovely, her nipples just ready to be kissed by her lover, so, I did, I kissed them with gusto. We eventually undressed each other and, remembering how she'd been this morning, some of that tingle returned so that it was such pleasure being undressed by her. I took her to the bed and kissed her and kissed her so many times that if I'd been trying I couldn't remember just how many times I'd kissed her. Both of us were enjoying the kisses but our hands, that's after I'd taken one of hers and slipped it between my legs, were penetrating each other's pussies. I wasn't trying to get her too aroused, I just wanted her to have a nice gentle `cum" so as to wet my fingers for me to suck or, perhaps, both of us could suck my fingers clean and then we'd both suck hers. It was so nice to have such a gentle time, we both got the results we wanted without working ourselves into a lather. When it came time to leave I refused to wash my pussy, I wanted that squishy feeling to stay there for a while. Besides which, I was wearing Erica's knickers and bra and with her `cum" in the crotch and her aroma in the bra I wanted to sleep in them that night. I did change into the clothes I'd come in that morning but I wouldn't take her underwear off until morning when I had my shower. We kissed again, and again, and again, I really wanted to take my prize home with me but she had a family to care for so when she dropped me at the end of the lane where I lived I almost skipped home, I was so happy. But then, I woke to find it was all a dream but such a lovely dream. Perhaps it will happen for real one day!