Date: Thu, 11 Jan 2007 15:40:32 +1100 (EST)
From: erica milligan <erica_muggs@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: afternoon torture

This is a story about lesbian sex so if you don't like
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The story is called "AFTERNOON TORTURE".

Well this afternoon was both awful and absolutely
delirious. I met Victoria as planned in the coffee bar
and from there we found a nice little Italian restaurant
for lunch. We both looked good and I think she was
getting off on looking at my breasts just as I was
looking at hers.

We just chatted in general about this and that and I
noticed that she was very careful to stay away from any
mention of Madeline, not that I was disappointed at that
because as you know I was hoping that something would
happen between us. That's between Victoria and I.

Once or twice I thought she was going to make her
approach but maybe at the last minute she changed her
mind, either that or she didn't think the restaurant was
the right place to try her luck.

She wouldn't have been trying her luck, if she'd only
known I was ready for her and would have welcomed her
first kiss with open arms. Goodness, I was really
desperate for a woman to "take me".

I suppose we lingered for over an hour and a half by the
time we'd had coffee and then, because we'd been sat
there for quite some time, I said it must be time for us
to go.

I took her hand as we left the restaurant and I'm sure
she was quite happy about that because I got a couple of
little squeezes as we walked out and back to the car.
Mine was still at the shopping centre because we'd left
the coffee shop in hers. I was hoping that she'd let me
get in her car first so I could show her a little bit of
leg as I got in, the dress being slit up the thigh must
have showed her a little bit of the top of my stockings
and perhaps my knickers too. It should have done, I did
it slowly enough for all the customers in the restaurant
to have seen my "everything".

Perhaps she did see something, her face turned quite red,
not with embarrassment but with excitement I think. She
drove us towards her place and I thought it was unusual
that she was so quiet, she seemed very nervous as though
now that we were on the verge of consummating our
friendship she was losing courage. I tried to take her
hand again but she said that she'd better concentrate on
the road. I took my hand away from hers and put it back
in my lap, frankly, I was getting to the stage where I
was ready to say turn round and take me back to the cafe
so I can pick up my own car and I'll go home.

But, having come this far and feeling the way I did I
wanted to play the afternoon out to see what would
eventually happen. Well, we arrived at her apartment and
she opened the door and let me in telling me to turn to
the right into her sitting room. As I opened the door
something in white appeared in front of me and oh fuck it
was Madeline.

I wanted to turn around and walk straight out but
something held me back. Perhaps it was the way she was
dressed, a lovely tight fitting white dress with a
neckline that plunged down to her waistline so that
practically all her bust was showing.

Thank you she said to Victoria, you can go now and
Victoria turned and left the apartment leaving me to
Madeline's attentions. I just couldn't take my eyes off
her breasts but she well knew it as when she turned just
a little the dress moved with her shoulders and exposed
more of at least one of them depending on which way she
turned.

Come here she said and despite all my intentions to never
be with this girl again I started to tremble as I walked
those few paces across the room to stand in front of her.
You can kiss me if you wish she said and, again despite
my best intentions, I did. Oh dear, it was heavenly. Yes,
I know I've made all those promises to myself that I
would NEVER again let her have her way with me but I just
couldn't stop myself. I do love her, just so much that
she obviously knew very well that she could have me any
time she wanted me.

On previous occasions it has been she that had taken
advantage of me but now I was the insistent kisser. By
that I mean that I wanted her to kiss me and when she
didn't I almost threw myself at her, my tongue was
searching for an entrance to her mouth whilst she stood
there something like a stuffed dummy. Even when I put my
hand on her breast she did very little to help me.

Eventually she asked if I'd had enough knowing full well
that I hadn't but she was very calm and told me that I
could kiss her breast. I didn't have to move her dress
too far to expose her nipple, just a few millimetres, and
there it was, so lovely.

She remonstrated with me when I took her nipple into my
mouth saying that she'd given me permission to kiss her
breast and not to take it into my mouth.
I was dumbfounded, surely she could see how I was
feeling. Just kissing her breast was nowhere near enough.
I needed all of her breast in my mouth.

Now the time was ripe for her to make me suffer and she
took my hands that were trying to caress her breasts and
put them down by my sides then slipped her dress further
up her shoulders until her nipples were covered. I didn't
know why she'd done that but it became apparent when she
kissed me in her usual way and grabbed my breasts. That
wasn't usual, she was usually very insistent that she
would get what she wanted but she wasn't cruel so
grabbing them like she did hurt me.

Obviously, if I thought I was going to run the show I was
seriously mistaken because she pushed me back on to the
settee and stood over me with her skirt run up almost to
her crotch and then she slowly lifted her breasts out of
her dress and asked me in a very stern way if this was
what I wanted. Of course it was what I wanted but would I
get it or was I going to pay for the time I'd visited her
at her uncles place when we'd gone to a motel and I'd
fucked her and left her asleep in bed.

If she'd taken it into her head to fuck me and leave me
then I would be reasonably happy because she is the best
lover I've ever had so it would be an absolute delight to
get it from her. I was worried that she'd sent Victoria
away, it seemed as though I was going to get something
that perhaps Victoria would not have agreed to, perhaps
something unpleasant.

I was wrong, however, I got the very nicest fuck that
she'd ever given me. Whilst she remained completely
dressed all through the sexual interlude I was stripped
absolutely naked. Usually she left me with my stockings
on but this afternoon she took even those off and then
removed my neck chain and my ankle chains so that I was
completely bare. Oh, that's apart from my earrings.

She took me by the hands and led me over to Victoria's
sideboard where she bent me over and knelt down behind me
to kiss my buttocks and insert her fingers in my bottom.
Because they were dry it hurt like hell but she didn't
give me a chance to complain, she rammed another finger
in me. God, how many is that? It felt like she'd got all
of them in me and she was moving them in me as fast as
she could. Apart from the fact that I was gasping and
trying to ask her to be kind to me at the same time I
couldn't get anything out of my mouth. I was OK with her
in my bottom, but goodness, surely I deserved to have
some lubricant to ease the pain.

She knew damned well she was hurting me and perhaps I
deserved to be hurt after our last meeting but it was
patently obvious that I was going to suffer for the way
I'd treated her. But, she relented, and asked me if I
thought she'd made me suffer enough for leaving her alone
in that motel.

I was in the position where I didn't know quite how to
answer her but it didn't matter as she turned me round
and leant me against the sideboard whilst she started to
suck on my pussy, again she didn't make any effort to
ease her attack on me and it was a few seconds until I
started to make any lubrication so that it eased the
pain.

Now that it was quite obvious that she was in the mood to
make me pay for my indiscretions I thought it would
probably be better if I cooperated with her. That being
the case I moved my fingers to my pussy to help create
some moisture there but she just bit my fingers.

Fuck, that hurt me, but I was persistent and tried to
move them down there again and in retaliation she smacked
me on the thigh, not too hard but just enough to let me
know that I wasn't going to fuck around with her right
now.

Fortunately, I'm a girl that has orgasms quite quick so
there was fluid starting to emanate from my pussy lips
and just to feel her tongue slowly moving just as lightly
as a butterfly up and down my slit was heavenly. I really
wanted her to go inside me but when I tried to guide her
there she just moved her lips so that she was kissing me
in the crease between my legs and my torso.

Imagine, the woman, or rather the girl, that you're madly
in love with and she won't give you what you want and
what I thought I deserved. Also imagine that from my
vantage point looking down at her I could see all of her
breasts and my mouth was gaping open as I stared down at
her.

She'd noticed that I was looking down at her and she
moved her hands from where they were holding my bottom to
the neckline of the dress. She eased it back away from
her breasts so that now I could see them in their
entirety. She must have been as "horny" as me because
they seemed to be bigger than I'd seen them before but
although she'd moved her hands to open the dress she
hadn't missed a beat on my pussy lips and lower torso.

Can you imagine being sucked off by your favourite lover
and still managing to remain calm, could you? Well, I
couldn't and some weird noises were coming out of my
mouth, I guess I sounded like a baby that's been removed
from it's mother's breast and has decided that it wanted
it back again. Well, that was me!

She was going so slowly that I don't think I'd progressed
beyond where I'd been a few minutes ago, that is with the
dew drops on my pussy lips for her oh so gentle tongue to
move along and lubricate the slit.

When she pulled away from me I was frantic with desire
but she smacked me on the bottom and told me to move all
the things off the sideboard. When I'd moved them, and
apparently I didn't do it quickly enough because she gave
me another smack on the arse for my trouble, she pushed
me up on the sideboard facing along it so that when she
came behind me she had such a perfect view of my bottom
and my pussy.

Her fingers entered my pussy and her lips started to
circumnavigate my anus. First she moved her tongue
clockwise and then she reversed and moved anticlockwise
all the while her fingers were moving just so slowly in
and out of my pussy. When she got to the end of the
outward stroke I tried to follow her with my hips so that
I wouldn't loose her but again I got a smack for my
troubles.

I was now, as you can imagine, almost frantic for an
orgasm and asked her to make me "cum" but she said that
she wasn't ready for me, she had to clear her throat
first so that my `cum" just slid down her throat. I would
like to have said that I couldn't hold out much longer
but truthfully she was the one controlling my "cum", if
she'd gone just a little faster I would have drowned her
in it but at the speed she was teasing me at all I could
feel was a real "gusher" waiting to be released.

When she stopped I was absolutely distraught, why oh why
was she being this cruel to me, she had to know that I
was on the brink of the precipice and when I did `cum" it
would be like jumping off a cliff. She took my hand and
led me down from the sideboard and took me to the settee
where she leaned me over it from the back making sure
that my feet were clear of the ground so that I was sort
of like a rocking horse.

My face was on the seat and my belly was across the back
but my feet were just clear of the ground. Again she
knelt behind me and started to kiss me on the bottom and
finger my pussy but trying to open my legs for her and
balance at the same time was proving to be difficult.
This time, however, she did eventually bring me to an
orgasm which left me so weak that when she pulled me down
from the back of the settee I could barely stand, I was
just so exhausted.

She had to hold me but her kindness returned and she was
kissing me in her nicest and most loving way. Under
ordinary circumstances I would have been overjoyed at her
compassion but I was just so tired that I asked her if I
could sit down on the settee. She helped me, in my
weakened state, to sit down on the settee but she made
sure that my legs were wide spread so that she could see
my most intimate parts. I'd love to be able to say that I
wouldn't "cum" for her again but I knew differently, I
could feel more hot juices just holding their place
inside me ready for somebody to just touch me and wow,
they'd shoot all over the room.

Again she knelt in front of me and started to lick and
finger my pussy but whilst this was happening Victoria
returned home. I saw her stand stock still just inside
the door watching Madeline sucking and licking me and
when she turned to leave again Madeline told her it
wasn't necessary and she should sit down next to me. Oh,
I've never had a spectator before and I didn't quite know
what to do but it didn't faze Madeline she just kept
slurping away at my pussy.

Victoria made to take hold of my breasts but Madeline
moved her hands away telling her, I think, that she was
just a spectator and not a participant. Of course with a
spectator I was a little anxious and `cum" early or
earlier than I would have liked.

Madeline, on the other hand, looked absolutely delighted
at her success in having brought me off several times and
as she stood to straighten her back I tried to kiss her.
The `cum' on her face was gleaming in the sunlight and I
thought she looked so adorable that I wanted to lick the
`cum" off her face but she pulled me up and took my place
on the settee. Opening her legs she invited me to give
her a kiss on her crotch and believe me I couldn't get
there fast enough. I tried to pull her knickers down but
all she'd let me do was to move them out of the way. She
must have enjoyed herself in fucking me because she was
awfully wet so I buried my face in her pussy, even
pushing my nose inside her, that would give me some
pleasant thoughts because I like to take `cum" in my
nostrils, I can smell it for ages afterwards.

I don't know how she did it but she remained calm all
through my slobbering over her and even when she orgasmed
she didn't do much more than grunt. Meanwhile I was
sucking for all I was worth trying to get as much of her
fluids into my mouth and nose.

When she pushed me away, she stood, straightened her
knickers, removed the dress which I now understand to be
Victoria's, slipped her own dress on and said good by to
me and went to show me to the door, that was until
Victoria stopped me to dress me.

As I walked away from the door I realised that my car was
at the shopping centre so I had to ask Victoria for a
lift back there. I knocked at the door and when she
opened it, it was obvious that Madeline had been fucking
Victoria too. I must have looked stunned but Madeline
just smiled at me and kept her arms around Victoria
before giving her a kiss and telling her to take me to my
car.

As soon as I got outside again I started to cry and I was
quite surprised when Victoria started to cry too. She
said how does a sixteen year old get two adult women in
this state, we must be mad but we both agreed that we
were both I love with her.

When we got back to my car Victoria and I kissed, don't
know whether it was in sympathy or not but it was a very
nice kiss, the kind that I had been hoping to get from
her earlier. She promised me that we'd do it again
sometime when Madeline wasn't in town and I told her that
I'd like that but it had to remain a secret from
Florence.

I needed to go somewhere where I could tidy myself up and
make repairs to my make up so I pulled into a cafe where
I knew they had toilets. After a pee and making myself
look presentable I settled into my car with the radio
playing softly whilst my nerves settled down. Bugger, the
jangling of the mobile phone startled me out of my
reverie and as usual it was buried at the bottom of my
handbag so it was a few seconds before I could answer it.

It was Madeline, that set my nerves jangling again
especially when she asked me if I'd got what I wanted.
When I asked her what she meant she said did you enjoy
that good fucking I gave you? That started me off again,
I was blubbering like a two year old kid. She said for
fuck's sake shut up. I tried but I was still whimpering.
Oh shit she said, ring me when you get home and make sure
you've recovered by then.

In the state I was in I drove very carefully so as not to
attract attention to myself but as you can guess as I
stopped at traffic lights the car next to me was full of
teen age girls who for some reason started to blow kisses
at me. Did I look like a slut?

Eventually I arrived home and shut myself in my little
apartment so as not to be disturbed by the kids and
settled down to make that phone call.

That was when I got my instructions about setting up a
separate e-mail account so that she could send me private
messages and she would do the same at her end.

Apparently, we'll get it set up so that we can send
extremely private messages to each other and she'd give
me my instructions about when I had to visit her in her
little flat.

So, here I am, an adult woman waiting for instructions
from a sixteen year old girl who's going to tell me when
she's going to fuck me again. I can't believe I'm being
so stupid!!!!!!!

However, there was something that saved my day for me. It
was Victoria ringing me to tell me how sorry she was for
not telling me that Madeline was waiting at her home with
ulterior motives. If I wanted she'd come over after seven
o'clock when Madeline had left for the airport but before
I agreed I made it clear what I expected of her and she
wholeheartedly agreed.

Sex was on for tonight!!!!!!! But that's for another
story.