Date: Wed, 28 Aug 2013 14:08:04 -0400
From: anonymous <miracleboatr@gmail.com>
Subject: Part 1 of "Hot Twilight" by SapphoLust

Hot Twilight Ch. 01
by SapphoLust (c)

The new day was exceedingly moist. It was one of those intense steamy weeks
in August with intermittent rain separated by hours upon hours of dense
heat and humidity. The kind of weather that permanently wore down the
insides of all air conditioners that kept the city by the river barely
functioning under the intense dampness. A curtain of early morning fog hung
like a wet, gray shroud over the canyons of high rise apartment buildings
that housed the sleeping executives and office workers.

The after hours crowds had long dispersed into cabs, leaving only the
hungry and drug addicted prostitutes to strut and prance down around the
deserted, filthy avenues that would soon come alive with heavy traffic. The
air was thick with the damp dust of despair for all those lingering about
or leaving the clubs as the cabdriver pulled up to the young woman wearing
a tight miniskirt. He instinctively thought she was a working girl, but
after she entered the late model cab and gave an address in an exclusive
neighborhood, he thought again about how attractive she was, as he spied
her in his rear view mirror.

Darla Hammond wore her skimpy black mini with her racy fishnet stockings,
which made her look very sexy but she smelled like a mix of cigarette smoke
and sandalwood from her own fragrance. She had gone to the after hours club
to lure a lusty looking woman, similar to the type she was scouting for an
erotic thriller that was going to be cast in a few weeks. She had hoped to
meet at least one woman who was interested in having a romp back at her
place but changed her mind when all the women she was interested in were
seriously involved with drugs. She had lost her last lover, Dominique, to
cocaine and vowed never to get involved again with a drug- addicted person.

Darla was an attractive woman of 36 with a gorgeous figure, radiant dark
brown hair and an easy- going manner, that many men couldn't resist when
they hit on her. She always wore clothes that featured her well-toned
legs. Darla had danced for a living and had migrated into the casting
business after going back to school and studying filmmaking.

As she watched the sleeping city fly by as the cab headed home, Darla knew
she only had a few hours to catch some sleep before she was due at a
commercial casting session in the early afternoon. Luckily, it was the only
appointment she had scheduled for the next day. It should be a piece of
cake day, she thought while she noticed the sexy streetwalkers, through the
steam vents in the street. Dominique had been one of those women. The
seductive streetwalker kept her real feelings covered by a veneer of
feminine determination and anxiety while she poured drugs into her
system. Dominique's God- given, well sculpted figure and sharp mind made
her very attractive to Darla who took her in and then fell in love with
her, only to have her heart broken that icy winter morning when she found
out that she had overdosed and died.

Upon entering her luxury apartment, Darla threw off her clothes and headed
for the shower. The voluptuous woman soaped herself up quickly and lathered
her ample breasts with the warm water which felt so good after such a busy
day in the torrid heat and humidity. The lovely casting director kneaded
her nipples into a taut wet state as she fingered her engorged clitoris.
She instinctively recalled how Dominique had taken her so many lovely times
on the bed and had fucked her with that strap on until wave upon wave of
orgasmic ecstasy overtook her mind and she held her lover close. Many times
she'd pull Dom close to her as they'd rub their tits together, their bodies
becoming one. Darla missed her terribly and not just sexually; she also had
been her best friend. Tears mingled with the spray of the shower as Darla's
orgasm streamed through her body. Her body trembled in the shower as she
experienced the euphoric recall of her lost lover's sensations. Darla left
the shower for the bedroom where she continued to masturbate to the
memories of her lost love, Dominique.

She awoke to the sounds of the city in full swing and knew she had to move
quickly to get downtown to that new client's session. The fact that there
would be many luscious women, auditioning for the few jobs available for a
new swim suit commercial ad, would help assuage the lack of sleep she had
put herself through for the day. Darla took one peak out the window and
knew the weather hadn't changed.

She opted for another skimpy cotton mini and selected a matching sleeveless
top from her abundant wardrobe. It was just too damn hot and sticky to wear
a bra today, she thought to herself, but she threw one into her bag just in
case. She added just the right amount of makeup and fragrance. In a few
gulps she downed an instant cappuccino and a piece of toast, and headed off
to the steamy streets to find a cab.

Darla wasn't a native of her current metropolitan home, but she had
developed the skills to survive and knew how brash she had to be sometimes
to get a cab in a hurry. As she left the cavernous apartment lobby she
pulled out two quarters for the weekly industry newspaper which she needed
to read later. She headed to the newsstand and threw down the two bits and
reached down for the multi-colored newspaper.

"Whoa!" The sound came from the old newspaper vendor as she paused for an
instant.

"Wouldja look at that!" He said looking down into his wooden tray that held
the coins.

"Both of your quarters are stand-in' up on their narrow ends, like wheels
on a train! I don't think that ever happen'd here b'fore. Gonna be a big
day for you babe!" The old geezer said to the young woman.

"Gee I hope so, I could use a break from this heat already," Darla said,
mistaking what he'd said about the coins for a remark about the
weather. She headed off to find a cab, obviously not impressed by the
numismatic importance of the coins' position in his dirty tray.

A man exited a cab a few feet away from the door and Darla ran for it, and
stepped right in front of another middle aged woman holding a large black
bag. The woman was surprised but only sneered and just stood there as Darla
opened the door.

"Hey, are you heading downtown?" Darla asked the woman, shocking her
further, looking directly into her well made up eyes. "Do you want to share
this cab with me?" Darla offered the woman, while she noticed her
exceptionally attractive appearance.

"That would be very kind of you!" The woman said, and she walked over and
began to enter the cab as Darla held it open the door. As the middle-aged
woman got in the cab, Darla caught the scent of her seductive fragrance.

Suddenly, a loud sound something like the hissing sound of a high pressure
steam pipe mixed with a high whine infiltrated Darla's consciousness. She
wobbled a bit with dizziness and put her hand up to her head to check if
the sound was coming from outside her head. It wasn't. Darla got her
balance back and entered the cab, without letting on that she was in some
discomfort. The ringing subsided a bit but was still there in the back of
her head. The taxi pulled away and headed downtown.

A short man of medium build, with dark hair and thick eyebrows, dressed in
a grey baggy suit, a garment from the late 1950's and smoking a cigarette,
walked out from behind the newsstand and said, "Witness one Darla Hammond,
an attractive young casting agent, a woman who has been emotionally hurt
earlier in life. Darla thinks she's just taken a cab ride down town to
work, but instead has just taken a two coin toss into another journey, a
journey of lust, intrigue and hot sex into the... " Suddenly a jet of steam
emanated from the street just by the man and he just disappeared into thin
air.

"I'm going to West 12th Street and 7th Avenue," The older woman told the
driver promptly.

"We'll both get out there," Darla injected to the driver, who nodded to
both of them in his mirror.

"I'm Adreana, and thanks for offering to share, it's so hard to get a cab
at this hour."

"Hi, I'm Darla Hammond, sorry I kinda got in front of you there," as she
sat back and looked at the woman next to her. Darla was instantly taken by
the older, attractive woman and wanted to improve the perception Andreana
must have of her as a pushy bitch. Darla hiked up her mini skirt a bit to
show more of her luscious thigh, to see if there was any visible reaction
in the sweet Italian woman's countenance.

Adreana was in her early forties, with lush, shoulder length auburn
hair. The divorcee was in great shape from daily exercise and didn't look a
day over 35. Her 38C chest size always caught men's glances but she didn't
care about men any longer. After her attempted rape, a few years ago, when
she pummeled the dumb fuck then hit him over the head and almost killed
him, she found herself only attracted to younger, sexier women. She also
loved wearing short skirts and her spike heels in the summer. The older
woman had noticed Darla leaving the same building before and assumed they
shared the same residence.

'I wonder if she screams when she comes?' thought Adreana, eyeing Darla's
hot body.

"Huh..did you say something to me?" Darla was puzzled.

"No, honey are you ok?" The svelte Italian woman crossed her shapely legs
and looked at her riding companion.

'God, her arms are so alluring, I wish we had time to be together right
now, this young woman is so ready for a pussy pounding,' thought Adreana.

"I must be hearing things today," Darla was confused but very aroused by
the sultry, attractive woman.

"Its gonna be another hot steamy one," said Adreana who looked out the
window at the crowded street as the cab crawled downtown through the
crowded traffic.

The two women made small talk on the way downtown but Darla caught the eye
of the driver in the rear view for an instant.

'I'd give anything to see these two hot babes fuck each other, then I'd
love to shoot my wad over their luscious tits!'

Darla knew she wasn't imagining these voices, they were so clear and
obvious. She figured out that something must be letting her hear other
people's thoughts if they make even a second of eye contact with her. She
was open to most experiences and this one was enabling her to see her life
options in advance.

Adreana told her about her healing arts business and was heading off to
minister to a beautiful actress who was in need of stress and pain relief.

'I'd could spend ages massaging this woman's breasts and then suck on her
clit until she screams in pleasure,' the older woman thought.

Darla couldn't help but get extremely aroused by being able to listen to
this luscious woman's thoughts about her and her excitement was become
visible. Darla noticed Adreana's shoes and made a compliment, to distract
herself.

'I'd love to fuck her with my new strap on while wearing these shoes!'

'Then I'd ask her to take off my black thong with her teeth and give me a
good pussy licking until I came all over her face!' Thought Adreana.

"Adreana, I couldn't help but notice, you've got such beautiful body, are
you married?" Darla asked, while looked directly into the sultry woman's
dark brown eyes.

"No, no ring here, and I'm very available if you catch my drift. You've got
a great body too Darla," The older woman responded, eyeing Darla's exposed
legs.

Darla watched as Adreana placed her hand on her exposed thigh and pushed up
her skirt to feel her pussy mound, through the thin fabric of her
panties. They instinctively kissed and it was exceptionally passionate. The
younger casting director countered by placing her hand on Adreana's firm
breast and rubbed her nipple underneath the material of her bra. "Ummnnnn,
don't stop now," whispered Adreana as they kissed again.

The lusty older woman found her wet labia and wanted to lick her juices
right there but had to be satisfied with a quick feel and finger fuck,
which almost made Darla come. For a few seconds, they left the space of
that cab and went to a place where pure love, not just lust existed. They
looked into one another's eyes, both women realizing that this had to be
continued later that night or tomorrow at the latest. The cab driver pulled
into the intersection they had given him earlier, and turned around in his
seat to observe Darla as she covered herself up.

"We're here ladies!" the driver said excitedly. He had been watching with
lust as they kissed and fondled one another in his rented cab.

Darla pulled down her skirt and fumbled for her money as Adreana paid the
driver. The gorgeous older woman pulled one of her cards out for Darla. The
casting agent noticed the erotic art of a nude woman on the back of
Adreana's card and smiled.

"Its not me, just one of my hobbies, taking nude photos." Adreana smiled to
her as they exited the cab, and stood next to each other. They both wanted
to forget work and head back and make passionate love for the rest of the
day.

Darla leaned forward and kissed Adreana's lips again, without any care who
might be watching or getting off by two women showing serious affection in
public.

"Take my photo later, Adreana." Darla said in coarse whisper.

"That sounds so good to me now, I don't know how I'm gonna get through this
day," The older woman said smiling, really meaning what she had just said.

"Here's my number, call me later on my cell, I've gotta go or I'll be
late," Darla said, as she handed her card to the lascivious older woman.

"I can do a drinks later too," Adreana said letting Darla's hand go as they
went their own ways for the day.

"That would be great! I will call you later, good luck with your client!"
Darla said, she noticed Adreana walk away, her lovely figure in silhouette
as the morning sun was in her eyes. Darla looked at the card and noticed
that they were in fact neighbors in the same building. Fancy that, she
thought. Maybe this is the start of something good after all.

In the elevator up to the casting studio there were a few guys looking at
her she looked down for a minute then when it got quiet, she mistakenly
made eye contact with a young black man.

"Shit, what I wouldn't do to just be with some of that hot pussy and give
her my hot tongue for a long minute." Darla took in all of his ego
ramblings, sexual thoughts. It turned her off, more than on, but it was
intriguing that she could hear any person's thoughts if she made eye
contact first.

Darla walked into the casting studio and found her chair waiting. She
looked down at the call sheet but didn't recognize any of the names on
it. It was still early and the cameraman was setting up the camera to
record the auditions for the client's review. After introducing herself to
the client's rep and the camera guy, she excused herself and went off to
the ladies lounge to freshen up and get her composure back. Darla didn't
realize that Tia and Yolanda were there for another casting session for a
hot porn feature.

These two hot women were always getting picked for those kind of jobs and
could keep doing their drugs and still manage to work. Darla wouldn't hire
them on her jobs because of the drugs, but she was still attracted to Tia
in a bad way.

When Darla entered the ladies room, Yolanda, a light skinned beauty of
African and Hispanic heritage, with straight black hair and a lovely set of
natural 38D knockers was leaning against the wall as Tia, an Italian and
Greek goddess, was licking her pussy. Tia and Darla had been casual lovers
for a time last year until they had a falling out and then Yolanda came
into Tia's life. Darla figured they were getting warmed up for the lesbian
scenes which would prevail in any kind of flick these women would be
selected for.

The dressing room/ ladies room was large and the two lovers were in the
back alcove away from the stalls. Darla entered and went directly to a
stall and went to pee. It was only a few seconds later when she heard their
voices; the moans grew louder as Tia sucked hard on Yolanda's large
clit. Tia was on her knees, her ample tits exposed while she slurped and
finger fucked her hot Latin lover.

Darla became extremely aroused when she heard the two women and wanted
desperately to find out who it was and join them. Instead, she flushed the
toilet and played innocent. She left the stall for the dressing mirror and
heard the two women quiet down, as they separated and got into their stuff
together.

"Hi Darla, do you have a casting session today, you're not doing our porn
date are you?" Tia asked matter of factly as she watched her former lover
in the mirror.

"Oh Tia, I should've known it was you getting off in there, motioning to
Yolanda who was tidying up herself for the session.

Tia walked up to Darla as she was checking her make up in the huge wall
sized mirror. Tia's lightly tanned breasts were still exposed and Darla
spotted Yolanda's cum juices on her perfectly round, shapely tits. Darla
was still infatuated with the lusty super model and could've been easily
seduced by Tia's warm affectionate nature, and her luscious body. She still
wanted to have as much sex with her as she could, but could not let her
convictions about drugs be violated. She knew Yolanda smoked crack and had
even shown up to an audition stoned.

"Having some fun before work?" Darla asked, smiling into the mirror at her
former lover. "Hey, it's cool with me, don't let me stop you!" Darla added
quickly before Tia could even reply.

"You haven't changed one bit Darla." Tia said feeling Darla's jealousy
raging around her head.

"I guess I can't get you out of my head that easily, Tia, you're too good a
lover to forget," Darla said, licking her lips after applying a last coat
of lip gloss. The casting director gazed into the refection of Tia's
seductive eyes as she saw Yolanda in the back tidying herself up.

"Yolanda is good to me ya know, she really is," Tia said in a whisper. She
didn't want her current lover thinking she was talking about her.

"Yeah, whatever," Darla answered without affect.

Yolanda walked up to the two of them and offered her greetings to the
casting director. Yolanda looked at Darla carefully, almost as if she were
undressing Darla with her eyes.

'She's got a great figure on her, I'd love to fuck those sweet cheeks with
my tongue any day!' Darla picked up Yolanda's thoughts right away.

'Hmmm, yeah, I wonder if she spurts like Tia when she comes?' Yolanda mused
to herself looking at Darla as she pressed her nice round tits
together. Yolanda was not really into a woman who came like a man and had
told Tia as much recently.

Tia had mixed reactions to her sopping wet orgasms. She had become so
sensitive to how a lover would react when she flooded their faces with her
fluids. Yolanda and she had only been lovers for a few weeks and already it
was becoming an issue.

Darla sauntered up to Tia and fondled her beautiful tits , tweaking her
nipples to a nice erection through the soft cotton fabric to stimulate her
former lover's interests as Yolanda looked on.

"Oh shit, I bet Darla's tongue lasts longer than Yo's any day but I still
miss her kisses too, I wonder if she has met anyone yet," Tia thought to
herself not knowing those thoughts were echoing in Darla's mind as she had
them.

"Tia, I've just met someone recently but I still miss you, I just can't
deal with the drugs anymore, but I want you to be careful okay,"

"Fuck off, you corporate slut!" Yolanda interjected in disgust, as she
reacted jealously to Tia's affection for her former lover.

"That's it, I'm outta here," Darla said as she turned around and left the
two women who were stunned by her attitude.

As Darla walked away she could hear Yolanda raising her voice to TIa. Darla
hoped that Tia wouldn't take any shit from that stupid druggie for much
longer, but she knew she was powerless over trying to change anyone's mind,
except her own.

Darla was hurt and felt dejected for the rest of her morning. But she was
still very aroused and feeling exceptionally cagey. She was happy when the
auditions were over and she could get out of the studio and find something
to do for a few hours.  Report Story

Just as she was leaving the studio her cell phone rang. It was her good
friend Janet who was a therapist. Janet invited her to meet for some lunch
and Darla gladly accepted the invite.

Janet was a stunningly beautiful woman from the Philippines, with a fine
husband and a great career. Her coffee colored smooth skin was highlighted
by her straight brown hair that came down to he muscular, yet feminine
shoulders. Janet hid her natural beauty under flowing blouses but she loved
tight pants which always showed her panty lines. She didn't care if a guy
could see that she was wearing a thong or not, and mostly she was!

She and Darla had met years ago in college and now found themselves in the
same strange city. Their friendship blossomed and Janet frequently made
time to listen to her good friend and offer her advice. Janet was thirty,
with a firm figure which she kept up by working out and Darla unconsciously
wanted to meet someone as beautiful as she was, with the same type of
positive disposition and solid career. Maybe Adreana was that person, Darla
thought, but she'd have to wait and see how that turned out later in the
day.

Darla and Janet hugged each other affectionately outside the place they
decided to meet for lunch. Janet had always accepted the fact that Darla
was lesbian but had always been not so secretly attracted to her.

The therapist listened to Darla's excitement about meeting Adreana earlier
in the day and was hopeful the woman would turn out to be a good
relationship for her. While Darla spoke about her meeting earlier in the
day, Janet's cell rang.

"Oh darn, my next appointment just cancelled," Janet said as she looked at
the text she had just received on her phone.

"That client is going to have to pay for it anyway, we can take our time
and head back to my office and chat in private for awhile. I don't have
another appointment 'till the early evening,"Jenna suggested.

"I'd like that, Janet, tell me how's it going with Ed?" Darla asked. Ed was
a workaholic and frequently was out of town and seemed to take her for
granted in his life.

"Oh, not so good really, I'm getting tired of him not being around," Janet
offered.

There was an uncomfortable moment between the two women and Darla looked up
at her friend and picked up Janet's secret thoughts.

"Oh I wish I had the courage to kiss Darla, She's so beautifiul, but I bet
I'm not her type," thought the attractive Pacific Islander.

After the meal, they casually walked back to Janet' s office. It was a
modest two room space in a high rise with its own bathroom, which was
good. Jenna didn't use a receptionist she just told her clients to be on
time and wait in the small waiting room.

Darla excused herself and went to use the bathroom to freshen up and
decided to remove her thong panties as they were soaked anyway from all the
arousal she had earlier. She secretly hoped that Janet would make a pass at
her and realize how much they were both attracted to one another.

Janet and Darla sat in her opulently decorated office as Darla decided to
sit back on the couch while her friend pulled up a chair as they chatted
about their lives.

Darla leaned back and put one of her legs up, which gave Janet a good view
of her dark pubic hairs on her mound.

"You're not wearing panties, Darla!"

"Oh, really, yes. I guess I took them off, it was so hot today,"

Janet approached her friend lounging on her office couch and knelt down
next to her and planted a kiss on her lips. The two women embraced
quickly. Darla threw her arms around Janet and pulled her into her bosom.

After a long tongue kiss where Darla fondled Janet's breasts through her
bra, the women separated quickly.

"Oh my God!" I'm so sorry Darla. I'm married and I'm SO turned on by you
all the time, I wish I knew what to do, but I don't," the therapist said,
embarrased by her need for affection.

"You know I love you Janet, we don't have to do anything, I think its so
cool that you could kiss me finally."

Janet took a step back and undressed quickly. Darla followed her lead and
the two women embraced again nude on the leather couch. Janet's warm brown
skin smelled so luxurious to Darla as the casting director went down on her
long time friend and parted her thighs deliberately. She fingered Janet's
moist labia and plied apart her lips and was so aroused by her firm thighs
and heaving swollen breasts. Janet had elongated conical nipples that were
so stiff and irresistible to Darla's tongue.

"Oh suck me Darla, I've always wanted your tongue on my clit, suck me
good!"

And she did. Darla loved her taste and took her time with her good
friend. She finger fucked Janet 's sweet pussy and licked her clit
simultaneously. Janet forced her hips off the couch and smothered her
pelvis into Darla's mouth.

Darla lapped up her wetness and grabbed her sweet ass while she continued
to slurp away at her swollen love bud.

"Don't stop, Don't stop, unnnghhh, yes yes YES, comminnnghhhhahhhHHHH,"

The hot young therapist's love juices flowed freely down Darla's mouth as
she drank in her first lesbian orgasm of her life.

Darla and Janet made love for another few more hours until they cleaned
themselves up and knew they'd have to continue this another time. Their
relationship had take a new direction, but Darla knew she need more in her
life. She still wanted to meet Adreana later that night and be taken by the
older woman once again.

END part 1