Loading...Leah parked her Volvo, grateful for finding an open spot at the busy beach. She spotted her quarry at the far corner of the lot and her heart beat a million times a minute. Taking deep calming breaths she glanced down at her shaking hands. Looking in the rear view mirror she checked her makeup one last time before putting her Ralph Lauren sunglasses back on her nose.
Looking at herself in the mirror she realized she needed a brush through her hair and grabbed her purse for that purpose. Her long blonde and brown streaked hair went easily through the brush despite having been blown from the wind in it but the conditioner she used assured the smooth look she got from the brush. Rolling up the windows and pressing the button for the convertible top she closed up and locked the car. Looking both ways before she crossed the road that circled this portion of the parking lot she made her way towards the corner. She stopped a ways away from her quarry to observe first, looking out at the beach and the people on it if her quarry happened to glance her way. Her quarry was fairly busy though and had no time for another person on the beach.
Leah watched as families played on the beach, ate picnics, flew kites, or ran out into the waves. She knew from the forecast that this was going to be a gorgeous day and she had dressed for it, perhaps overdressed. Her Diaz sandals gave her an extra couple of inches and made her legs look longer with the wedge that had her feet at an angle, the straps wrapped around her ankles making them look slim and trim. An unnamed designer had made her dress but that didn’t mean it wasn’t striking and she got a few looks, after all, people came to the beach to swim, not dressed as a fashion plate. The white dress hugged her curves lusciously, the big black buttons all up the front making her waist seem smaller, and her bust larger. Her black clutch purse matched the black buttons and she tucked it firmly under her arm. There were a lot of pretty girls and equally good looking guys on the beach. There was an equal amount of both men and women who apparently weren’t shy about their looks and no one had told them they shouldn’t be out in public with their guts hanging over, their bulges grotesquely displayed with the tight nylon of their swim suits. She shrugged, it wasn’t her place to judge, she had been blessed and took it as a matter of course.
She glanced at her quarry, waiting for a lull in the almost constant stream of people who came up to buy a hot dog, grab a coke, or ask for information. She smiled as she watched the woman effortlessly juggle three people at once and get her cash at the same time. It was exactly as Carmen had described it, no frills, an honest living, and nothing fancy. Carmen finally had a moment to sit down on the director’s chair she had by her stand with an umbrella for shade if she wanted it. Most of the time she must spend in the sun as her bronzed body attested.
At that moment Carmen must have felt Leah’s eyes on her and turned around as Leah looked once again at the ocean. All Carmen saw was a slender woman, attractive, but way overdressed for the beach. She herself was in a tank top and shorts with flip flops. It wasn’t fancy but then selling hotdogs at the beach wasn’t a fancy job, she loved it though and wouldn’t trade it for the world. It was her own business and it gave her a chance to be at the beach almost every day of the week. She met a lot of people, good and bad, men and women. She had been propositioned in every shape, manner, and form and enjoyed flirting with her customers outrageously. It was all in harmless fun and she knew how to handle the more persistent admirers. Those who really knew her knew she was taken, hung up on someone she had never even met. While her friends thought it odd, they admired her loyalty. Someday, they would meet, she was certain of that.
Leah had met Carmen in an on-line chatroom and while she didn’t normally do that, she didn’t need to; she had found she had a lot in common with the woman before she even saw a decent picture of the woman. So began an on line romance that neither had expected, been prepared for, but hoped desperately for despite the odds. The miles between them had melted as they emailed, chatted, texted, and phoned. They had shared more with each other in this type of courting than they would have face to face. It was uncanny how attracted each was to the other. Carmen, a Latina beauty, and Leah, Anglo to the soles of her toes, were a case of opposites attract. They had gotten hot and heavy over the months and while neither could afford to visit the other, they both remained loyal to the other. It led to a lot of frustrating times for both of them. Neither liked to masturbate but as the alternative wasn’t available, neither had a choice. Leah joked that they should invest in Duracell, Eveready, and generic battery companies. Carmen teased she didn’t need batteries with hands like hers.
Leah found herself looking at those hands when she could turn back. They were thin and feminine and she ached with longing for what she anticipated they would do to her body. They had talked so much about what they would do when they met that both of them were hot and heavy about the deed. Leah suddenly, inexplicably, felt immensely shy. What was she doing? She was meeting a total stranger who had no idea she was standing about 15 feet away from her, someone she had shared some of her deepest, darkest, sexual fantasies with, someone who had assured her that she would live out those fantasies with her. Leah was aroused and yet something held her back from going over and introducing herself, she wasn’t ready, yet.
That blonde chica over there must be waiting for someone Carmen thought as she glanced out the side of her dark black sunglasses. Nice looking too. Feminine, a girly girl, just the way I like them. Whoa, down girl, remember you have someone panting over you. It was damned frustrating to a hot-blooded Latina woman to have waited this long to have someone but something told her to wait, it would be worth it. This enforced inactivity was not usual in her world, she was a passionate woman and used to the company of them frequently. Something about the Anglo she had met on line though appealed to her, in every sense. She was smitten, that was for sure. Her sister had told her to take off work and go visit the woman already but the thought of losing hundreds of dollars while she did frightened her. For the first time in a long time she was becoming independent and didn’t want to lose this gig.
Leah wasn’t very well off, or so Carmen thought. Leah’s money had been a recent thing and she hadn’t shared the knowledge with her best friend for the very reason that she was here, to surprise her. Leah had always had class, in bred into her, from her parents. Their unexpected deaths had bequeathed her with unexpected wealth that had enabled her to quit her job for life and travel forever if she wished. After settling a few affairs she had bought her Volvo, new clothes, and headed south to this very beach, to this very woman to find out if what they had online, on the phone, etc., was real.
Having talked with Carmen every day for months she knew her routine, she knew a lot about her because she had paid attention, remembered the details, and knew her better than anyone else. She would work until the beach began to clear or her last customer an hour ago, whichever came first. She was always out of here by sundown. Knowing where to find Carmen hadn’t been hard and her heart had beaten hard when she spotted the hotdog vendor cart. Its stainless steel appearance glittered in the sun. She knew Carmen would hook it up to her battered old Nissan truck and take it home after her workday and hose it down and sterilize it for the next day’s work. Watching her though, being this close was not good for her equilibrium. She was aroused in anticipation. She was excited at the prospect of months and months of conversation coming to a conclusion. She was nervous as hell, what if Carmen didn’t like her in person.
Waiting on a few more customers, Carmen felt the stare of the blonde again and turned suddenly to catch her at it. This time the blonde didn’t turn away, she smiled insolently instead. Carmen frowned, sure she was about to be hit on again. I must remain faithful to Leah she told herself over and over again in her head. She glanced at the blonde and noticed the way the sun hit her streaked hair and the wind blew it, lovely. She gulped and turned away. She could feel those eyes on her though despite the sunglasses. She sold a hotdog to a little boy and looked up. This was ridiculous, she thought! That woman was still staring rudely.
“Can I help you?” she asked a touch of rudeness in the request.
The woman just nodded as she tilted her sunglasses down to reveal sparkling hazel eyes that looked intently at Carmen. The tilt of her head and the expectant expression rang a bell in her mind but she couldn’t for the life of her figure out why. The blonde smiled and something about it clicked in Carmen’s head. That woman looks just like Leah! That was ridiculous though, Leah was thousands of miles away, and while she had never actually met the woman, she knew so much about her that the superficial likeness this woman bore couldn’t possibly be the same. She had Leah on the brain!
Leah could read the expression on her face but not her eyes due to the dark glasses. She was delighted that Carmen didn’t immediately recognize her. She could tell a hesitancy though; a vague feeling must be in her mind though. They had exchanged many photos with their camera phones, she had seen Leah with and without makeup, at her best, and when her parents died, at her worst. She wondered how much fun she could have with her Latina. It would annoy Carmen but it might be fun, and she would love it later when they discussed it.
“Do you have a permit for this?” she asked in her pearliest tones, hoping that Carmen wouldn’t recognize her voice which she didn’t try to disguise. She knew the shock value would put certain thoughts from the woman’s mind.
Startled Carmen reached for the pocket where it was kept to show it to the woman. Her over-dressed appearance must mean she was an official. All thoughts of the woman being attractive left her mind. She must look familiar because Carmen had met her before. These damn inspectors showed up to cause trouble. She knew they were just doing their jobs, but jeez. She was here to make money!
The woman didn’t even bother looking at the vendor permit as she came closer. Instead with a grin she couldn’t contain she whipped off her glasses and looked deeply into Carmen’s glasses she took the startled Latina in her arms and kissed her for all she was worth.
Damn, she’s a good kisser thought Carmen before she began to push the woman away outraged. Her perfume was intoxicating. She did have a momentary thought to continue the great kiss with the attractive woman but how dare she!
Leah pulled back letting herself be pushed away. She wasn’t too flattered when Carmen wiped the back of her hand across her lips, but was amused.
“What the hell was that?” Carmen asked outraged looking into the hazel eyes that were so damned familiar. The last pieces of the puzzle clicked into her angry brain and she realized she knew this woman. “Holy SHIT, Leah?”
The smile and the nod were unnecessary for affirmation as Carmen pulled her close for a hug.
“Oh my God, what the hell are you doing here?” she asked in her ear feeling her heart hurting. She had lusted after this woman for so very long. She felt like she was in love with her but they both had said they would wait to see if there was anything between them when they actually met.
They pulled back for a moment before kissing again, this time, not a surprise but mutual participation. For a second kiss it was nice, it was perfect actually. Both were happy with it and it relieved nagging doubts that they both had over the past months.
A cough and clearing throat had them both pulling apart, Leah smiling a gorgeous smile, Carmen embarrassed to be caught kissing in front of customers but she handled them quickly and efficiently just to get rid of them. Leah watched her intently.
“When did you get here?” Carmen asked amazed and delighted at the surprise.
“Just now” Leah answered.
“How did you get here?”
“I drove” she said with a self-satisfied smile.
“Oh my God, I can’t believe you’re here!” she said, obviously stunned.
“Should I leave?” Leah teased.
“Don’t you dare!” Carmen answered as she went to help another customer. “I can’t leave yet” she warned.
“I can see that, that’s okay.”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming” she looked at the sight before her incredulous at what she was seeing, not sure it wouldn’t disappear and become a figment of her imagination.
“Because then it wouldn’t have been a surprise?” Leah asked her.
They shared a laugh.
“Where are you staying? You can stay with me” Carmen offered.
Leah was shaking her head “no, I got a room at the Ramada. As much as I’d like to meet your sister, I don’t want to invade her space.”
Carmen had to admit that having Leah there would be a little tight in the place that they shared. “How could you afford this trip?” she finally asked.
Leah watched as she helped a few more last minute customers. It was thinning out as the sun began to set. She had timed it that way, worried that Carmen would have left early for some reason and relieved and excited to see she hadn’t. The expression on her face when she realized who she was worth the anxiety she had caused herself. The outrage on her face when she kissed her was a soothing balm to her soul with its insecurities and worries. “My parents” she said quietly, not having to say anything else.
Carmen realized then that she must have inherited something from her parent’s estate. To be here, after their months of lamenting that neither could travel told her a lot without asking.
They chatted easily as the customers started to wane; people looked curiously at the overdressed white woman on this primarily tanned beach. Carmen was relieved, she wanted to be done today and she began to close up shop. A few more customers came by when they saw her packing up and rolling the cart to the back of her Nissan. Hooking it up took no time at all. The chair and the umbrella went in the bed of the truck.
“Follow me” she told Leah.
“Anywhere” she replied cheekily and they both smiled.
Carmen was surprised at the Volvo that followed her from the beach inland to the house she shared with her sister. She backed the trailer cart expertly and easily onto the side of the house to clean it and hopped out as the Volvo parked in the driveway. She couldn’t help but watch as the impeccably dressed Leah got out and walked towards her. Never before had she cleaned and sterilized her cart as quickly as she did that night. Food stuffs went into the refrigerator in the garage for the next day.
“Come on in and meet my sister” she said as she invited Leah in so she could go change. They had decided to have dinner out and talk.
Carmen’s sister wasn’t home though so Carmen quickly showered and got dressed in something a little sexier to go out with Leah, something she had dreamed about forever. She was totally gratified to see the slightly stunned look on Leah’s face when she came out in a black dress, gathered at the waist, with a plunging neckline showing off her rather generous breasts. The skirt swung down to mid-thigh and she was wearing heels, to try and make up for the difference in height between them.
Leah had never ached to touch someone before. The generous breasts, the tan skin, the striking features, her hands wanted to touch, to caress, to fondle, and grope. It was an amazing physical sensation that was like a sexual torture, she kept thinking to herself, maybe later, maybe later.
Carmen was pleased that she matched Leah’s appearance as she gathered her bag she said “shall we go?” before linking her arm through Leah’s and escorting her out to her Volvo and opening the door for her to the amusement of Leah. Leah got in and unlocked the passenger door asking as Carmen got in, “do you want to have the roof down?”
Carmen debated for only a moment before nodding enthusiastically, hair could always be combed. She admired the rich upholstery of the sports car as the roof came down and tucked itself away.
Backing out of the drive Leah asked “where to, which way?”
Carmen directed her to a restaurant she knew that she had enjoyed that was a little fancy but they were both dressed appropriately. Valet parking took the car and carefully parked it for them and they went inside where Carmen asked in Spanish for seating. Leah was impressed and smiled in delight at Carmen as they were led to a quiet corner booth.
“What is this place?” Leah inquired as they both sat down and were handed menus.
Carmen explained it was an upscale Cuban restaurant.
Leah looked around at the furnishings, it was dark beamed with light stucco and made for an attractive and cozy atmosphere. Leah let Carmen order and the beauty and ease of her speaking in Spanish fascinated her. It was obviously not ‘just’ a second language but as familiar to Carmen as English and breathing. Soon they had two glasses of a soothing red wine that tasted delicious and then plates of food that Leah had no idea of what they were. Rich reds and yellows and greens with an occasional black or brown something were on the plate before her. She hesitantly tasted everything, following Carmen’s lead. Her eyes watering she gulped her wine and Carmen laughed in delight.
Carmen of course was used to the cuisine having been brought up on both Cuban and American food. She had ordered something fairly good that she thought Leah would enjoy but she could see that her friend wasn’t up to the task and this was mild in comparison to what she could have ordered. She had to admire the blonde’s attempts to try it all. She didn’t eat much and Carmen took pity on her and ordered some more ‘American’ styled food so that Leah could at least eat. Leah had no idea that this second ‘course’ was actually an entirely different meal. This she tried and found she could eat without the tears coursing down her cheeks from the spices.
They talked as easily as they had on the internet, the phone, and in emails, it was familiar, it was easy, they were friends first and foremost, the underlying sexual tension was building for both of them. Each knew they wanted the other, it had been spoken in the past, it was obvious by the admiring looks they gave each other; it was almost scented in the air.
“Do you want to go dancing?” Carmen asked politely after dinner.
Leah shook her head “no, the drive was kind of long, could we take a walk instead?”
Carmen smiled delightedly showing off her bright white teeth against her darker tanned skin and they took Leah’s car to a spot she knew that wasn’t far from Leah’s hotel and began to walk. Hesitantly Leah took Carmen’s hand in her own and they both smiled their enjoyment of the sensation.
As they walked along in the park they chatted as easily as they had for the months on the phone and on the internet, getting along as they always had.
“Isn’t this amazing” Carmen commented as they walked along the path.
Leah stopped and looked intently and meaningfully and softly answered “yes, it is” as she brought Carmen’s clasped hand up to her lips to kiss the back of it.
Carmen gasped at the sensation, her hand actually tingled, or was she imagining things?
Leah didn’t stop there though; releasing Carmen’s hand she slid her own around the waist of the slightly shorter woman and pulled her closer as she leaned in for a much anticipated kiss.
FINALLY, Carmen thought as she fully participated in this kiss. The first one on the beach didn’t count; she had been too surprised, and had stopped it almost immediately. This one was much better, highly anticipated, and they both melted into each other. Their lips parted and they gently began to touch with their tongues, each pushing, caressing, fencing with their tongues to take turns plunging in and out, each moment of the kiss making it deeper, warmer, and exciting. One kiss led to another, and then another. Caresses along the back, the shoulders, and each other’s buttocks showed that each wanted the other, perhaps desperately so. They pulled back enough that each was gasping at the explosion of passion between them.
“Will you come to my hotel room?” Leah asked breathlessly, she was kissing along Carmen’s jawline and towards her neck.
Carmen’s legs wouldn’t support her much longer; she wanted to wrap them around Leah’s waist and the intense feelings that were overwhelming her body had her panting. “Yes, yes, YES” she moaned into Leah’s long hair as she finger combed through it to their mutual delight, she had wanted to do it since she had seen the woman’s picture, not believing her luck in finding a woman she wanted as much as this one.
Leah smiled at the response, she knew she felt the same, she only hoped her panty liner would hold up from the amount of wetness she knew was gushing out of her and she slowed down her lovemaking to calm both of them down. Carmen looked at her disappointed when she pulled back but brightened up when she grabbed her hand again and began pulling her back towards the parked car. They were both annoyed at how far they had walked, never noticing the distance so involved in their conversation that they had enjoyed. Finally, they came to the Volvo and Leah tucked her precious package in the form of Carmen into the bucket seat, reaching across, her arm ‘accidentally’ brushing the erect nipples that were poking through the fabric of Carmen’s beautiful black dress, showing her arousal, to grab the seat belt and buckle it for the bemused Carmen. She took advantage of the position of the Latina to lean in for another kiss but this rapidly became heated and Carmen used her hands unfairly to hold her there and molest her heated body. They would have made love there but Leah wisely pulled away, pulling Carmen’s reluctant hands from around her, smiling down at their mutual disappointment at the halt of their lovemaking once again, before closing the door gently and hurrying around to the driver’s side. Leah drove quickly and just a little recklessly to her hotel.
Carmen didn’t have much time to look around at the décor of the nice hotel that Leah was staying at, the lobby was a blur as they hurried to the bank of elevators and they rose rapidly. Leah and she were alone in the glass elevator and Leah took her into her arms from behind and pointed out the views that were visible as they climbed to the tenth floor.
“Come on” she whispered as she tugged insistently out of the elevator and down the hall to the room. Her hands were shaking as she put the card into the lock and it turned green. It must have been a false green, or the lock faulty, because as she turned the handle and pushed she ended up running into the door. Laughing, “that was graceful” she said embarrassed.
Carmen was amused at the speed in which Leah had got her up here but then she was just as anxious. The months of speculation, anticipation, and longing were about to be appeased, or at least they both hoped so. So much was riding on this occasion, they both hoped they wouldn’t disappoint. The embarrassment of the door key was an ice breaker and she laughed, it helped for some of the nervous tension to subside.
Once in the room though, Leah suddenly felt shy “do you want a drink” she asked with a gulp.
Carmen shook her head as she glanced around the standard hotel room, nothing fancy, just Spartan and useful. A queen sized bed, a low dresser with a television and computer jacks on it, and a table with two chairs. The bathroom was by the door. Leah’s suitcase was on the dresser already opened from her earlier arrival. Her eyes returned to her quarry, the brown of her own eyes was hidden by the dilation of her pupils and made her eyes look black, and intense.
Leah felt like she had unleashed a tiger as Carmen seemed to stalk the two feet across the carpet to her and take her in her arms.
“I want you and only you” Carmen breathed as she leaned up to kiss. She used her foot to take off one shoe and then the other, making herself much shorter with Leah still in her designer sandals. She slowly backed up the blonde to the edge of the bed but stopped to begin unbuttoning the huge buttons down the length of her dress.
Leah’s breath was coming in gasps already. She didn’t know if it was excitement, anticipation, or fear. She had to acknowledge she was afraid. All the talk, all the innuendo, everything they had talked about for months was leading up to these moments. She reached to unzip Carmen’s beautiful black dress that slipped easily from her body. She sucked in her heated breath when the curves she had glimpsed were revealed. She immediately felt intimidated by the size of Carmen’s D sized breasts that were spilling over her bra, barely contained by the fabric, seeming to grow before her eyes. At the same time she eagerly wanted to touch them, ever since she had first seen them in a phone picture that had been sent all those months ago and nearly driven her into a ditch when it arrived. “Oh my god” she breathed at the sight then as now.
Carmen smiled at the obvious reverence that Leah was giving to her breasts. She was proud of these beauties, she had grown them herself, and they had been a fertile crop, she was going to reap the benefits, now. The buttons on the dress were endless it seemed but finally she was able to push the open dress off those creamy shoulders and down her arms to throw it recklessly onto one of the two chairs. She leaned back for a moment to admire the white skin and fine figure of the woman she wanted so desperately for so long.
Before either could become nervous or embarrassed by standing there in their bra and panties, Leah sat on the bed to unstrap and remove her sandals, throwing them towards the chairs carelessly. She then reached around Carmen to pull her close in a hug. Her nearly naked body arousing her and the contact of skin against skin so very welcome, so very anticipated, so very warm. Her face was pressed between the two beautiful and large breasts, nearly smothering her and she felt it was a hell of a way to go.
Carmen looked down at the long long hair that cascaded down Leah’s long white back and her hands plunged back into to finger comb it and when she finally reached her neck she began to tickle along it with her fingertips causing Leah to arch chin up and Carmen looked down and lowered her lips to the welcoming lush lips that had haunted her dreams for months. She had been endlessly wet imagining those lips under her own and now she was going to enjoy every moment of them as she used her body to propel Leah’s backward on the bed.
Leah reached around the curvaceous body that had caused her wet dreams. Caressing along those curves she indulged her fantasies and reached for the clasp on the bra that were holding in the bounteous breasts, releasing them from their cage, only to nearly drown in their generosity. She gasped at the way they bounced against her face and she kissed them reverently. Leah’s hands brought the bra around Carmen’s shoulders and down her arms, she leaned back for only a second to discard it and her breasts were once more shoved in Leah’s face who didn’t seem to mind.
Carmen was admiring her dark tanned body against the Anglo, it was a beautiful contrast and she eagerly anticipated seeing all of it. She used her fingers to pull down the panties, the blonde arched her buttocks off the mattress to accommodate her and she pulled them off and flung them, who cared where. The bra was next but Leah insisted on Carmen being equally as naked and watched with undisguised lust in her eyes as Carmen slowly lowered them to reveal a shaved V between her legs. Carmen looked down at the unshaven V of Leah’s bush and thought she would have been disappointed, she loved a shaved pussy but strangely, having been forewarned about it, she loved what she was seeing. She didn’t wait to touch it, petting it lovingly and gently pulling on the handful as she looked at Leah’s reaction.
Leah loved it; she enjoyed the light pull of her hair and gasped at the sensation. Her mouth captured Carmen’s coral colored nipple in her mouth, her other hand grasping the oversized mate and gently squeezing it, her other hand snaking out and feeling it’s way around to her ass squeezing it in time with the breast.
Carmen felt wonderful as she fell against Leah again and arched into her body propelling her once again against the mattress with her body as she fell with her.
The feel of all that luscious, curvaceous, Latina against her fevered body was wonderful and Leah groaned.
Carmen worried she had hurt the porcelain skinned Anglo but the groan told her what she wanted to know and she knew she had to have this woman first, her own orgasms could wait, she had to feel her, to taste her, to have her first! Their legs were tangled together and still hanging over the edge “get up on the bed” she whispered desperately and reveled in the ability of her lover to keep her lips lodged on her nipple, her hands still caressing, squeezing, and playing with her other breast and ass as her elbows and hips scrunched up the bed until her head was on a pillow. Carmen just climbed aboard to initially feel that warm, no hot, body beneath her own as she moved against it enticingly.
Jeez, her body doesn’t weigh anything, thought Leah as she enjoyed the sensation and the fact that closer was better, she could access more as she used her hand up and down her lover’s back and buttocks, stopping to squeeze, fondle, and was that a little pinch?
Carmen bucked slightly against her and that was the answer Leah had to her question. She smiled down at her lover as she switched her attention from one nipple to the other, both engorged in their arousal and desire to possess this Anglo, to be possessed. Carmen bent down to capture Leah’s lips once more sharing an incredibly erotic kiss with her, swapping saliva, showing how much she wanted her as she sucked, hard, on her tongue and arched her body suggestively so that Leah parted her legs. Carmen’s body slipped between them and she rubbed her shaved V against Leah’s unshaven one, the sensation of soft, silky hairs was a welcome surprise to Carmen’s erect clit. The sensation, unexpected, was felt tingling deep inside Carmen and it was her turn to moan at it. She stopped sucking on Leah’s tongue as she kissed, sucked, and licked her way to her ear, rimming it with her tongue as she breathed deeply and meaningfully into her ear, causing goose bumps on her skin. She could feel them beneath her fingertips on her arms; she could feel her erect nipples against her own chest.
Leah returned to worshipping Carmen’s breasts but first, she kissed her way along Carmen’s jaw, down her neck, sucking, licking, and biting gently before capturing first one nipple and then the other.
Carmen loved the sensations, the foreplay was driving her insane, she scented Leah’s arousal, she needed to feel it, taste it, play with it, her body demanded it, her mind was going crazy with lust. She kissed her way south, her nipple came out of Leah’s mouth with a plop, she didn’t like losing the warmth but she brushed her nipples against Leah’s heated body on the way south. Her own short hair brushing along Leah’s erect and over sensitized nipples. She worshipped them, giving them homage, and their dues, laving them with her tongue, her lips, her teeth. Leah arched off the bed and clasped the Latina head to her breast, encouraging her with her ministrations and desires. She left off way too soon but the scent of Leah’s arousal was calling to her, her mouth was watering in anticipation of the first taste of this woman that had driven her crazy for months. She kissed her way across the belly that contracted its muscles as she traveled across it. The silky soft hair beckoned, she gave it another full handed grope before kneeling between her lover’s legs and paused for a moment to look down at the full length of her white Anglo, the woman who had haunted her dreams for so very long.
Leah eagerly anticipated the feel of Carmen’s mouth on her crotch, she was so wet. She needed her to take care of it for her. She was going crazy, a short drive, but she needed the feel of Carmen against her, the feel of her fingers deep inside of her, she needed the friction, the rub, the wetness that Carmen was causing inside of her. She arched toward her as she lowered her mouth.
Carmen looked down for only a moment but the sight of the white woman lying there in eager supplication, waiting for her to touch her, all hers, was burned indelibly in her mind forever. She couldn’t wait anymore, the scent of Leah’s arousal was driving her insane, she had to taste. She leaned down as Leah arched her V towards her mouth to meet her. The first taste, her nose immediately buried inside the slit, her tongue reaching out for that wetness she knew was there, was memorable, her hands came to part the folds, her fingers played with the copious juices that greeted her eager mouth and she tasted…oh so sweet.
FINALLY, Leah’s body convulsed slightly at the first sensation of that warm mouth on her crotch, that first touch of her hand on the skin between her legs, the fingers on her wetness. She could have cum immediately but she held back to increase her pleasure, her anticipation of what she knew was to come and Carmen didn’t disappoint.
Her fingers followed the wetness, in and up, almost to the source but knew that only more would be generated as she played, tasted, and teased. Leah was immediately writhing beneath her, grinding her heated body against her mouth, moaning and sharp little cries as Carmen’s tongue, fingers, and face touched all the pressure points. She made her fingers into a come hither hook and hit Leah’s G spot. It nearly had her doing a sit up she gasped so sharply and her body immediately went limp, her torso fell back heavily to the mattress.
“She’s very sensitive” Carmen said to herself as she licked at the juices that tasted so sweet and yet salty and musky.
Leah thought she had died and gone to heaven at the sensations that Carmen was causing in her, at the thrusting of her fingers, the occasional feel of them against her sensitive G spot, the sucking against her clit. “Oh OH OHHH” she moaned as she grabbed at Carmen’s shoulders, her fingernails unconsciously marking her lover in supplication, her crotch on fire and grinding against her lover’s mouth.
Higher and higher Carmen drove her, making her see stars, her lips began to lose blood, she felt lightheaded, her toes were tingling, her legs wrapped around Carmen’s torso squeezing relentlessly as she arched unnaturally and threw her head back. Her hands fell to her sides; she couldn’t feel anything beyond the center of her womanhood where Carmen held the key to her in her hands, her mouth, her consciousness. Leah was beyond conscious thought and her scream was one of joy, of happiness, of animal need.
“Oh OH AHHHHH” she let go as she bucked and ground and writhed to Carmen’s desires, to her driving need to make Leah come as she wanted her to. What she got, was overwhelming, the gushing juices might have drowned her if she hadn’t let some of them ooze down the crack and onto the mattress. She didn’t let up either as she pushed her fingers in and out, over and over again. She thrust relentlessly, squeezing every bit of passion out of this woman who had tantalized, teased, and tormented her relentlessly for months. Some intentionally, some unknowingly, mostly just by existing. She felt her fingers being squeezed mercilessly by very adept kegal muscles; suddenly her face was unexpectedly squirted on by a font of juices that had a different texture and taste than before. At first she was alarmed, she momentarily thought that Leah had peed on her and then immediately realized she had ejaculated, a rare occurrence in the lovers in her life but a welcome one in this incredibly passionate woman she had under her. She wiped her face on the bedspread and slowly let the woman come down from her incredible high.
Holding her as her heart returned to normal, her overheated and sweaty body cooling rapidly in the hotel room, she thought about how lucky she had been to find this passionate spitfire and on line of all places.
“Holy shit” Leah finally breathed. Her one admission to the incredible feelings Carmen had been able to bring out of her.
Carmen smiled into her hair as she held her own warm body against the back of the woman, enjoying the contrast of their two highly different colors and equally naked bodies. Her leg was non-challantly wrapped around Leah’s body, just holding her close. Her arms were still wrapped lovingly around the Anglo, holding her, trapping her body, glued against her own.
Leah tried to turn around in the circle of Carmen’s arms, her own desire to pleasure this woman overriding the contentment she was feeling.
“Shh, wait, just a moment” Carmen told her, her own needs were still great, there was one more thing she wanted, needed, to do to this woman she had fantasized over for so long. Gently she rolled away and went to her purse that had been thrown on the long low dresser. She opened it and rummaged in it for a moment pulling something from it.
At the sight of it Leah looked up incredulously, she hadn’t known Carmen had packed THAT! “No, not now” she said alarmed.
Carmen just smiled as she bent down to put her legs into the straps and pull it up her legs. The leather adjusted easily and the dildo hung out obscenely from her curvaceous and beautiful body. She adjusted it so that the flat part of the dildo rubbed enticingly against her clit. It wasn’t exactly flat to the knowing, she should be able to get a lot of pleasure from what she was about to do. She modeled it for a moment for the Anglo before heading back to the bed.
Leah pulled her legs up into the fetal position and said more convincingly “No, maybe another time, what about your turn?” she asked naively.
Carmen smiled again “I will get ‘my turn’ from this. You don’t know how often I’ve fantasized about doing this to you, please don’t say no” she said with her strangely black eyes.
After what she had just experienced, Leah wasn’t about to disappoint Carmen in any shape, manner, or form, she had wanted to go down on Carmen but they had plenty of time for that. She would do anything for this woman, she had often thought of it, even this, she knew was one of Carmen’s fantasies. She wouldn’t deny her. Her legs lowered and she asked “how do you want me?”
“Get on all fours, doggie style” Carmen grinned, almost evilly but she was so aroused by the thought of finally being able to do this to Leah, she was very excited. Her breasts were tight in anticipation, her nipples like pencil tips. She watched as Leah got on her hands and knees, assuming the ‘position’ the cum flowing from her oozing down her legs, she loved the fact that the woman was still so wet for her, it made it easier to take the dildo up and down her crack, wetting it for penetration. She looked at Leah’s rosebud and thought, someday you too will know this baby, she patted the dildo lovingly as she began to play with her fingers and the dildo along Leah’s crack. Slowly she began to push it into the correct hole, gaping and wet, making it easier to penetrate, it was still a slightly tight fit but it created a fullness in Leah that she was enjoying. Slowly but surely Carmen pushed it in, kneeing herself forward until the fronts of her thighs hit the backs of Leah’s as she penetrated fully.
Leah could feel the feel of it along her crack, strangely excited. She wanted to pull away as Carmen began to slide it inside of her, little thrusts filling her until it was completely inside of her, her thighs against Leah’s, the warmth of her body against her own.
Getting comfortable, Carmen began to thrust a little harder, getting purchase by pulling slightly back on her knees and then thrusting her hips into her lover’s body. The thrusts got longer and longer until she was barely inside before plunging back inside the wet body with a gushing sound. She leaned over Leah’s body, her hands gentling the whimpering blonde’s back with her fingertips, her hands questing around her body to feel her breasts, their tips hard, gravity making them hang, squeezing and caressing them, her hips working out a rhythm that was as old as time. The combination was incredible.
Leah was whimpering at the fullness, the sensations Carmen was causing in her with the dildo and her body thrusting against her, every second or third thrust hit her G spot and had her eyes nearly rolling out the back of her head. She gasped continually as she felt a tightening build around her crotch, totally different from before, her body didn’t seem to be her own, at the touch of Carmen’s hands on her breasts, the combination of her thrusting, squeezing, and playing was too much and she screamed out a guttural sound as her orgasm took her by surprise. The thrusting was a frenzy now and under normal circumstances she would have protested the harsh squeezing and pinching of her breasts but it all added to the flavor of being taken in this manner. Her orgasm roared through her body and she screamed into a pillow as she collapsed, her arms giving out on her exhausted orgasm filled body. The thrusting continued for a while as she realized that Carmen was whimpering herself, her own orgasm drowned out by the roar of Leah’s.
Carmen’s dreams had been realized as she thrust over and again, aware she was hitting Leah’s well developed G spot and her own clit was stimulated. The feel of Leah’s hot body against her own as she curved her body over the blonde’s was incredible, her lover breasts got the brunt of her lust in the palms of her hands, her own nipples hard against Leah’s back, raking back and forth in time with the thrusts against her over heated body. Her own orgasm was a lot quieter but no less intense as she thrust into the Anglo. Leah’s collapse added to the intensity of it, it allowed her to thrust a little deeper even and she relished the feelings and emotions as her own orgasm waned. Slowly she stilled her over active hips that had gone into a frenzy at one point. She slowly fell to Leah’s side, taking the blonde with her, her dildo falling out of her body with a loud plop. She reached down and wrenched it unceremoniously off its clip and from her harness. She examined it, noting with tremendous satisfaction the fact that it was coated with an incredible amount of juice from both of them before dropping it behind her on the bed and cuddling up closer to the woman who had made all their anticipated dreams come true.
It was a long time later, they both had dozed, before shivering they got under the covers and a few more dreams, this time Leah’s of what she would do to Carmen came true but then that’s better for another story. Smile….
~The End~ K’Anne ;-P