Date: Tue, 23 Oct 2007 14:48:40 +1000 (EST) From: maria berlesconi Subject: an afternoon delight AN AFTERNOON DELIGHT This is just a short story to pass away the afternoon and give myself a break from study. As you would be aware any story written by me is about lesbianism involving an older and somewhat younger woman. The author is Maria and my address should you wish to contact me is topendmaria@yahoo.com.au I hope you enjoy my story I'm having a particularly difficult time. As you know recently Erica and I were lovers, I don't think it was planned it just happened. Unfortunately I have a girlfriend; Liz; she's a schoolteacher at the school I attend. We'd only recently been on holiday at a small resort where we had a cabin over in one corner. That idea had been Liz's so that being somewhat remote we wouldn't be interrupted. Liz, such and animated girl, had promised me the holiday of a lifetime because she'd be able to prance around either naked or almost naked just to tease me. She's so beautiful that my heart nearly bursts whenever I think of her but she's also a damned tease. For example on one occasion when my mother came over to bring some clothes Liz came out of the bedroom naked, except for a pair of panties, but that didn't stop her from kissing my mother, Erica. Honestly, I thought Erica was going to put her arms around Liz and return the kiss with interest. But, whether it was because I was there, the kiss didn't continue but when Liz and I went to be that evening she'd teased me about Erica getting me horny. I couldn't admit it to Liz, our relationship was very special to me, but yes, if shove came to push and I had the offer to sleep with Erica I would. That occasion has now come and gone and whilst it's only happened once since it's clear that it will certainly happen again. I know damned well that there are occasions when Erica watches me for little signs that would indicate she could approach me for sex or to comfort me, in my view pretty much the same thing, and there are occasions where she catches me looking at her breasts or bottom. I'm pretty aware that, for instance, I could move close to her right now and we'd be in her bed in no time with me as the aggressor. She's a very submissive woman, not that she'd allow anyone to hurt her but I know her lovers are always younger than her, much younger than her. It's unfortunate that we both looked up from what we were doing at the same time so that our eyes, which we'd sought to rest from their concentrations, had wandered around the room, deliberately perhaps, until they eventually met each other's. Erica had licked her lips, a sign in my case that often indicated arousal, but was the fact that she'd licked her lips a `come on' for me. Her arousal usually evidenced itself with swollen nipples and let me tell you her nipples were nice and big under ordinary circumstances and when aroused she had difficulty in hiding them. I was looking closely at her chest but it was hidden by her sewing. That was until she sat back purportedly to relax her eyes but unfortunately her swollen became apparent. My goodness, they looked so delightful and despite my best efforts to retain my attention on my books I couldn't take my eyes off them. She well knew where my eyes were resting and when she sighed the buttons on her blouse nearly popped off. This had now gone too far to stop so when I got out of my seat, walked across to her and held out my hand she knew well what was going to happen. We didn't even bother leaving this room, there are plenty of nice comfortable beds I the house but I didn't need comfort, apparently neither did she, we just joined hands and I led her over to the wall. This wall has been the scene of some humiliation in the past as naughty kids, there are four of us, have been made to stand facing the wall and not move on "pain of death" but now, it was going to be the place for a completely different kind of scene. Lifting her hands high above her head I pulled that little loop she had there for some reason or another down to her hands and slipping it round them I fastened her there. It was not something to worry about; she could pull her hands out of quite easily. It was just something to make her feel comfortable as though to say `I'm being raped so I couldn't resist being fucked'. I loved the skirt she was wearing; I think she'd changed it at lunchtime from another one that was a good deal longer. This one is a `bum hugger' that still manages to flair out below her hips so that if she put her feet up on the settee when we were watching TV the likely hood was that I'd see her panties. Well whether I could see her panties or not I'd see them soon as I lifted her skirt up and tucked it in her waistband while at the same time kissing her as deeply as I could. Not one to waste an opportunity her mouth, it tasted deliciously of ice cream, opened for me as we stood with both my hands on her breasts and exchanging soft kisses. I could feel the heat from her pussy passing through my skirt by convection, radiation or some other means. Never was good at physics so I don't know the precise term, suffice it to say I could feel her heat. We stood kissing for ages, being mother and daughter we have similar tastes and for sure we both like kissing and being kissed. So; a very pleasurable experience. Her eyes were closed as usual perhaps she was embarrassed at letting her daughter make love to her but I hoped that wasn't the case, I'd prefer it to be because I'd aroused some passion in her. She started to wriggle and move her breasts around under my hands and I should have been forewarned that she was becoming restless at nothing else happening. To put her at ease I squeezed her tits, both of them at the same time. Her response had been to mutter into my mouth that was still holding hers prisoner `oh fuck". I know it sounds awful but can you really expect lovers to talk to each other as though at a Sunday school picnic? Of course not! Standing back where she could clearly see me I started to unfasten her top pretending to pull the buttons open but in reality just taking my time opening them slowly and looking into her face with each one that opened. Eventually her bra was in view, she wears lovely under wear not necessarily for me, I know she has other lovers, when you look like her that's not a surprise. But because she was now breathing quite deeply the swell of her breasts was showing far more above the edge of the bra. I took the opportunity to kiss them just there where the nice soft skin of her breasts peeped out. It caused her to deep breath as though preparing for a deep dive in the ocean, the deep breath making it seem almost likely that they'd pop out altogether. I didn't want that though, I wanted to be the one to expose them, get a wonderful view of them and then move her head down so she could see them herself before I sucked her nipples into my mouth. After just a few minutes and certainly before I was satisfied with my attentions to them she asked me to hurry, she couldn't hold back any longer. I was confused as to whether she meant she wanted to `pee' or `cum' but as her lower torso wriggled about I came to the conclusion that she wanted and was ready to `cum'. Leaving her hands to her own devices, if she left them above her head that was her business, I slid down her body stopping every few centimetres to kiss another bare patch of skin. I know I took much longer to reach her pussy than I had on that previous occasion. I didn't bother removing her panties I just lowered them sufficiently to allow me access to her pussy and as I slowly licked her and tormented her clit she asked me if this was how I did it to Liz. I wasn't accustomed to being asked how I fucked my girl friend but in the spirit of keeping her excited thinking about Liz and I; the answer was positive. She's such a lucky girl she said and beautiful too. I knew that there was an attraction between them but if I caught her having a fuck with Liz both of them would feel the sting of my hand. Liz already had and knew very well that when pressed I could really hurt although that was not my desire, I just wanted her to know who was the master around here. I reminded her that the `chit chat' was taking my mind of her pussy so it would be preferable if she shut up, she did, quickly allowing me to concentrate on her pussy and clit. Moving my mouth to the top of her `slit' I could feel her swollen clit popping out to meet my mouth and when they met she had the most wonderful shudder as her tasty `cum' filled my mouth. She'd grabbed hold of the little rope up above her which stopped from falling down like a sack of rubbish otherwise I suspect that both of us would have ended up on the floor. As she was coming down from her high I masturbated in front of her, I know that turns her on, and as I `cum' she took her hands out of the rope, pulled me to her and told me she loved me. After an interlude like that, I most certainly loved her. I went back to my books and Erica went back to her sewing, a nice afternoon had been had by both of us. Thank you!!!!!!!!!!