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Date: Tue, 22 Nov 1994 21:52:52 UTC
Subject: Julie's Fantasy 2/3
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"Julie, my jewel... you dazzle me!"

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continued from part 1/3:


She could not take her eyes off Gina.  Her gaze seemed to hold her
own locked steady on this commanding woman.  She began to notice the
slight wrinkles about her eyes.  Yes, older, wiser, but still so
young looking.  Their hair worn in much the same style, but the similarities
stopped there.  Gina had a rose tattoed above her left breast.  Julie
wouldn't have dreamed of obtaining such a mark.  But, it excited her to
think of this symbol of the other woman's sexuality.  It seemed to proclaim
her independence.

Her bra unfastened in the front with one of those slide-over snaps and
this she opened now, feeling her pendulous breasts fall free.  

"Exquisite..." came the lusty whisper of the older woman.

Sliding the straps over her shoulders, Julie now let the bra drop to
the floor and cupped her own orbs of tender flesh, extending her nipples
out to Gina.  As if on cue Gina came to her, falling to her knees as
she did so.  Her arms encircling her small waist, sliding down along
the curve of her back, down along the plumpness of her bottom, and
cupping a cheek in each hand, Gina pulled her close against her heaving
breasts.

Julie could feel the heat of Gina's breath now as her mouth sought and
teased at her nipples.  Never quite making contact, only drawing ever
nearer, searing her flesh with desire.  Then the room swayed and a rush
of heat enveloped her left nipple as she felt wet heat from the other's
mouth, suckling her gently at first, then more demanding as her ardor
swelled.  Gina's tongue was tracing tiny circles very rapidly round and
round Julie's nipple.  She would then suckle it deeply into her mouth
and drag her teeth along the rough edge of the hardening flesh, nipping
it sharply at the tip.

Julie was sure she might faint.  Her hands had slipped inside her panties,
but now they were firmly grasping Gina's head, holding her there, gently
demanding she not stop.  And, Gina continued, now pinching the first
nipple, rolling it between finger and thumb as she suckled her lover's
other nipple.  Her other hand still cupping, kneading the tender flesh
of Julies ass.  And, then... ahhhhhh, yes... touch me... Julie whimpered
to herself, as Gina slipped her fingers inside the band of her panties
and carefully nudged along the wet lips protruding against the damp fabric.

"I must taste you my Angel!" Gina gasped as she let loose her savage 
mouth and Julie's nipple flared with the fires burning inside.  

Gina stood now, eye to eye and lifted her wet fingers to her nose.

"Ahhhhhh, the succulant aroma of your sex makes me starved for you!"
she said as she sucked her fingers into her mouth.  Then without a
moments hesitation, thrust them over the top of Julie's panties and
probed inside her moist folds, so knowing, so purposeful, she found
her swelling node.  

Not too much too soon... Gina lightly flicked her clit, and then plunged
two fingers among the slippery folds gathering up her juices.  With
her hand nearly dripping wet, she held it between them and seemed to ask
with her eyes alone "take, eat, this is your wetness for me... let us
share this sweet nectar."  And, they sucked her fingers together then.
Their tongues tasting the salty sweetness of the slippery fluid while
they found one another and danced together, first along the sloppy wet
fingers and then as their mouths met.

The kiss was so lingering, so touching.  Not anything like a man's kiss.
Nothing so hurried, so rushed.  This was a tender thing, their lips
pressing and yet fluid, moving, feeling, parting and joining together
until the perfect fit was discovered and all the while their tongues
dancing.  First Gina's probing deep inside her mouth, touching the
roof, playing along her teeth, coaxing her tongue to follow, to probe
within Gina's mouth.  And, once there, the power she felt as she suckled
it, deep, deeper into her mouth, sucking it as if it were a man's organ.

Her knees felt weak, as if they were melting and Gina's strong arms
encircled her once more.  To her utter amazement the woman picked her
up as a man would and carried her to the bed!  Her mistress again in
command.  She plopped her down hard into the center of the bed and 
immediately pounced atop her, pinning her shoulders down with her knees.

Before she knew what was happening a silkened noose tightened about
her wrist and she was being firmly secured to the bedpost!  Then the
other and wriggling down the length of her naked body, the ribs of her
bustier poking her tender flesh, Gina slithered all the way down to her 
ankles, planting wet kisses and licks the whole way.

She felt the silk scarves tighten about her ankles and she knew she
was Gina's captive.  No amount of struggling would free her from her
lover's trap.  She was given up to this anyway.  

"Gina, take me Lover!  Take me and have your way with me!" she cried.

Then she felt a blindfold go round her head and all light was gone.


She felt the silk scarves tighten about her ankles and she knew she
was Gina's captive.  No amount of struggling would free her from her
lover's trap.  She was given up to this anyway.

"Gina, take me Lover!  Take me and have your way with me!" she cried.

Then she felt a blindfold go round her head and all light was gone.

Now Julie was truly becoming afraid.  Tied and at the mercy of her
mistress was one thing, but being deprived of her sight was quite
another.  She felt panicky until a wisp of softness brushed her cheek.

"What was that?" she gasped.

"A butterfly my Angel, the wings of a butterfly..." crooned Gina.

Again, the soft trace along her jawline, only this time it continued.
A feather? Julie wondered.  Ahh, but of course!  It's only a feather.
Her body shuddered suddenly, both in response to the calm that swept
over her and the sensation of the lightest touch she'd ever experienced.
The tip of the feather was tracing the outlines of her breasts, 
working into ever smaller circles until it circumscribed a perfect
oval round first one nipple then the other.

Oh, the trembling sensations this helplessness was creating made
Julie want to cry.  Not out of desperation anymore, but a sense
of needing so much more!  Julie had become a blank slate upon which
Gina could write her poetry of love and all she wanted was for the 
poet to hurry!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...." Julie moaned softly as the sensations moved down
between her legs.  Gina was lightly massaging the soft inner surfaces
of each thigh, casting the tip of the feather up against the crotch
of her panties every now and again.

Then, suddenly and without warning, Gina tossed the feather behind her
and settled her face down upon the soaked material between Julie's legs.
She nuzzled her nose into the moist cleft and nudged and sniffed deeply
as she burrowed amidst her lover's thighs.  One arm slipped under one
leg, then the other as Gina attempted to climb under Julie.  Each thigh
lay across Gina's shoulders and now, with her tongue working so knowingly
at the edge of the fabric she drank of the lovely bouquet of her lover.

She slipped the tip of her practiced tongue up under the band and
worked it inside Julie's panties, tasting the musky saltiness of her
young lover's cunt directly for the first time.

"Mmmmmmmmpphh..." Gina moaned as she pulled the edge up away from 
Julie's soaked cunny.  Then, gripping the fabric in her teeth, she
started ripping it, wagging her head like a mad dog and all the while
groaning and growling.  Julie wished she could see this spectacle!
Why, this woman had become a wild animal!  She sounded like a shewolf!

With a searing bite, the fabric dug into her flesh, then was torn asunder.
Gina had chewed her way beyond that small protective barrier and now
had her target in her sights; Julie lay spread eagle below her on
the bed.  Her mound heaving slightly with each breath, her pussylips
parted and glistening in the low light shining in from the window.
Julie's scent began to fill the room and Gina was overcome with the 
desire to suckle this tender, sensitive flesh.

One quick lick would have to suffice for the moment, however.  She had
other plans.  She knelt once more and sliding her tongue as deeply
inside Julie as she could reach, she pulled back and up very slowly,
licking up along the cleft that lie between these lovely folds.  So like
the petals of a flower in bloom... what a wonderful work of art this
young creature was!  Nature's culmination of all that is tender, all that
is beautiful.

Savoring the succulant nectar, Gina smeared her cheeks with Julie's wetness,
then climbed atop her lover.  Straddling her tummy, she bent forward till
Julie could smell her own pussy on Gina's lips, and they kissed.

It was another lingering kiss, and when their lips parted, Gina gently
lifted Julie's head.  She slipped the blindfold off, nothing more than
another silk scarf, then plumped up two pillows below her lover's head.

"I want you to be able to watch what comes next..." Gina teased.

Bounding up off the bed Gina's voice trailed off as she slinked into the
adjoining bathroom, "We're gonna make your pussy as smooth as...."

Returning with a cart laden with barber supplies, she continued, 
"a baby's butt!  Just like mine..." she finished.  

Standing in front of Julie, she now started a slow strip tease.
First the heels were kicked across the room.  Then, Gina unsnapped the
tops of her stockings and slowly rolled one of them down her leg.
Stepping out of it, she picked it up and tossed it over to Julie who
struggled to catch it in her teeth.

Ahhhh, she's warming to this now, Gina thought, as the stocking landed
beside Julie's cheek.  Next, off came the other stocking and again it
landed with the first up against Julie's cheek.  Now Julie could see
how shapely Gina's legs were.  Tight, smooth, and muscular like a dancer's,
yet very slender.  But, what she was dying to see was still hidden beneath
the slinky, almost slutty looking bustier.

As if reading her mind, Gina delayed no longer.  She reached around back
and found the clasps holding the garment together and deftly unfastened
them, one by one, slowly making the revelation dramatic.  First the
top loosened and Julie could see Gina's taut nipples peeking out over the
edge.  Then it fell completely open and to the floor.  Gina was naked
from her garter belt up.  

Julie compared Gina's breasts to her own.  Not nearly as large, but
firm, pear shaped with a nice upward curve ending in unusually large
nipples.  The aereolas were a ruddy brown-red and puckered into quite
obviously very hard tips.  Oh, how she wanted to suck them!  But, she
was so anxious to see her mistress' pussy she gazed back down at what
little material still concealed her sex.

The garter belt hung loosely, snaps dangling, and the tiniest of bikini
briefs of bright, satiny red showed underneath.  Gina unfastened the
garter belt, then after letting it drop to the floor, started rubbing
and massaging herself through the skimpy fabric of her panties.  Her
head was back and her shoulders swayed to a silent song of passion.
Her hips were swaying too and she was doing a slow, undulating belly
dance as her fingers slipped under the band of the material, pulling 
it up, wedging it up within the now drenched folds of her cunt.

Julie could see now, for the first time how bare her lovers mound was.
Light glistened on the wetness spreading around Gina's crotch and the
red material was turning darker with the moisture, with Gina's juices.
With the panties thoroughly soaked, Gina finally peeled them off and
tossed them atop Julie's face.

"There, Lover, can you smell me?  Can you smell your mistress' hot
and dripping cunt?"

And, Julie could.  The musky dampness of her lover's panties lay
directly across the bridge of her nose and Julie breathed in the 
pungeant perfume deeply.  

"Can I lick you now?  Please???" she begged.

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continued in part 3/3
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