Date: Thu, 9 Mar 2000 11:09:35 -0800 (PST)
From: Selena Anders <selena33_ca@yahoo.com>
Subject: margaret-34

After both Rachel and I hung up our phones, I was still rather tired,
but horny as hell.  I didn't know what to do with myself.  Did I have
the energy to masturbate?  The idea sounded hollow here on Santa
Pinata, where the world was full of pleasure that ought to be shared.
What should I do?

My eyes fell on one of those ubiquitous travel brochures, this one
claiming "Fun and Mystery for All, The Jasmine Labyrinth!"  It went on
to describe one of the recreational features of Sybaris Too, a huge
maze constructed entirely of 8-foot-high Jasmine and Hibiscus hedges
bordering concrete walks.  "A place to get lost for hours, surrounded
by the sweetest of flowers!" it rhymed in the shameless writing of
tourist pamphlets everywhere.  For some reason it appealed to me at the
moment, as a place of solitude and personal recuperation, so I quietly
set forth by the back hall, rather than brave the party downstairs.

Nobody noticed me as I glided through the lobby, although I knew that
if either of the twins had set foot there, they would have been
instantly mobbed.  I strolled away from the hotel and soon there loomed
before me a wall of greenery and fragrant flowers.  I turned and began
to walk around it, looking for an entrance as I breathed the
evening-scented air.  I stopped for a moment, and inhaled deeply, the
sweet aroma filling my lungs and my soul, bringing peace after a hectic
day.

"It's even more lovely inside, and very private at this time of night."

I quickly looked around for this somewhat familiar voice, and there was
Sue, the big-breasted woman I had met at Zeta's tent a few nights
before.  Once again, Sue was making the best of her most prominent
physical features, with a bra-dress in bold red-and-white stripes that
all converged upon her magnificent cleavage.  A bright red beach towel
was draped over her shoulder, but looked deep maroon in the last dim
shreds of the day.  I let her take me by the hand, and we walked
together until we came to a gap in the foliage.

Sue turned to me.  "I always heard that a labyrinth is like the womb of
the Great Goddess, a place to return and get lost in the dark, and get
re-acquainted with love.  Do you want to cum in with me?"

I was speechless at the implied passion of that simple question, and
just nodded.  We entered through the gap, and walked along a narrow
curving passage, hand in hand, but with our shoulders brushing against
hundreds of fragrant blossoms on either side as we passed.  Sue was
right.  The long fragrant trail did seem as though we had entered a
natural vagina.  The hedges were high enough that I couldn't see the
familiar constellations, and could no longer navigate by the stars.  As
far as I was concerned, we were lost.

We came to a place where the pathway forked, and I looked at Sue,
wondering which way she wanted to go, and how we would ever find our
way out again.  As we paused, it seemed only natural that our bodies
would come together amid the flowers, and our lips met softly and
delicately in the warm night.  The passion of that kiss was restrained,
but I could feel both my desire and hers.  Sue reached to pluck a
blossom from beside my shoulder and hold it under my nose.  Slowly I
extended my tongue to lick the soft petal, letting it slide sensuously
across the surface of my tongue.  Sue's eyes were riveted to the tiny
drama before my lips, and her breathing started to come harder and
faster.  "Oh!' she exclaimed in surprise as I mischievously chomped a
petal off, and grinned up at her as I slowly chewed and swallowed it.

"Let's keep going."  I whispered, "but how will we find our way out?"
Sue's answer was to toss her towel onto the path, a few feet toward the
direction we had come from, clearly marking the way out.  She put an
arm around my shoulder, and we walked in companionable silence deeper
into the maze.

A minute or so later we came to another fork in the path, so I took off
my shoes, and left one of them to show the way back.  We continued with
my arm around her waist, and my other hand still holding the flower to
my nose.

Another choice of ways presented itself, and I left my other shoe.
Sue, naturally about an inch taller than me was now more like three
inches taller, as she still had her 2" heels.  My hand drifted down
from her waist, over her firm ass, until it found naked thigh below her
hemline.
At a bend in the path, a particularly large and luscious hibiscus
thrust its way forward, capturing both Sue's eye and mine, and as one
we moved to inhale its fragrance.  Our noses bumped, and our lips met,
and suddenly we were lost in the tender intimacy of an endless kiss.
Our tongues intertwined in circles more complex than the paths of this
labyrinth, and for a long breathless moment we didn't care if we ever
found our way out.

"Oh Margaret, you tempt me." Sue breathed as my hand lifted her hem to
cup the lace-clad cheek of her ass.

"Go ahead.  Yield to temptation." I whispered back, as my fingers found
their way under her panties to press against her anus, drawing her
closer to me.  I felt the cheeks of Sue's ass clench, as we kissed
again; longer, harder, deeper.  Slowly I withdrew my hand from her back
crack, knowing that she was not ready for my intrusion into that part
of her privacy.  Slowly we released each other from our mutual lip to
tongue embrace, and turned to continue down the floral path.

At the next junction of the ways, Sue removed her shoes, coming down
closer to my level, which made it a bit harder to continue fondling her
rear.  She left a shoe to guide our way out, and we continued deeper
into the fragrant land of the lost.  I extended the damaged blossom to
her lips, and she imitated me by biting another petal off, leaving the
poor flower looking like a child's toy propeller.  Between us we
devoured the rest, savoring its fragrant sweetness tongue to tongue and
lip to lip.  I grinned up at Sue, "What should we do with the stem?"

She surprised me by responding, "I'm sure we can find an appropriate
place to put it," then urging me further along with a firm hand on my
ass.  Another intersection, another shoe, and we pressed deeper into
the maze.  At the next fork, Sue just looked at me, "Your turn."  Then
she knelt before me and reached up under my little sun-dress, to slide
my lacy EROS thong down to the ground.  I wouldn't have thought it
possible to so thoroughly caress a woman's thighs in the process of
removing her panties, but Sue seemed to have a natural talent.  She
slowly brought the scrap of lace up to her nose, and inhaled deeply.
"Even better than jasmine!" she whispered, then discarded the panties
in the direction from which we had cum.

There was no more pretense of trying to find our way through the maze.
Our total attention was on the convolutions and curves of each other's
bodies, and moments later a new fork in the path provided my excuse to
return the favor and draw Sue's conservative cotton panties down her
long legs.  Remembering her previous action, I indulged in a long sniff
of Sue's excited woman-scent, before carefully placing the panties a
few feet back along the path.

I began to rise in order to continue our stroll, but Sue had other
ideas.  She gently gathered my hair in one hand as she lifted the hem
of her dress with the other.  Her command was clear, especially as she
adopted a wider stance and pressed my face gently into the fur of her
pussy.  The scent that greeted me there was richer than hibiscus,
sweeter than jasmine.  Greedily I jabbed my tongue up into the
voluptuous folds of Sue's saturated snatch, and lapped at the free
flowing fluids.  But there was too much for me, as the liquid
expression of her excitement overwhelmed my chin and ran down my neck
to stain my dress.  The creamy texture of the juices flowing down both
the inside and the outside of my throat made me even more ravenous, and
I fear I may have attacked Sue's sweet crevasse with too much vigor.
She tugged at my hair, dragging me away from the sweet spring of her
lust.  "Not here!" she whispered, "Just a bit farther."

Sue practically dragged me to my feet, and mashed her mouth against
mine, eager for the taste of her own love juice.  I wanted to push her
down on the ground of the path, and 69 her right there, but Sue was
definitely in charge.  After she broke off the kiss, Sue propelled me
down the path with a hand under my dress.

Seconds later we arrived at a dead end.  The path widened to a circular
clearing of perhaps 6 feet across, half-filled with a semi-circular
platform that was more like a bed than a bench.  "Take of my dress."
Sue's voice was husky with lust as she commanded me.  I reached behind
her to undo the hook that kept her bra-dress from coming totally
unzipped.  It sprang open, and with a soft zzzzt sound of a zipper
undoing itself, Sue's huge breasts surged free of their confinement.
The dress almost threw itself on the ground, and Sue's full rich
nipples attracted my lips as if to a magnet.

We twirled around, me with my teeth latched gently but inexorably to
Sue's nipple, while she feverishly ripped open the back of my tiny sun
dress and unhooked the slim back of my little lace bra.  As the last
bit of my clothing fell away, Sue sank down onto the broad stone and
pulled me after her.  She guided my mouth again toward her breasts, but
I followed only slowly, wanting to take in the sight of those lush
mounds.
Sue's fat juicy nipples thrust like little mountain peaks up toward the
evening sky.  Slowly I lowered my face over them.  When Sue tried to
pull me down faster I grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the rock by
her shoulders.  My tongue reached down to delicately alight on a
mountain peak, eliciting a sharp gasp from her throat.

For long moments I simply held my tongue still against the pale brown
nub as it continued to swell and redden.  "Please..." Sue whimpered,
squirming to try to heave her breast up against my mouth.  Eventually I
relented and began to slowly swirl my tongue around the achingly hard
tip.  I was enjoying the soft feel of her aureole against the tip of my
tongue as she began to beg me, "Suck it!  Please suck it!"

So instead I simply transferred my attention to Sue's other breast.
She started to thrash around more violently, "Dammit!  Suck me hard,
you bitch!"  But I just kept on making lazy circles with my tongue,
bringing her second nipple to a throbbing erection.  Tears began to
flow from her eyes as she begged me and cursed me for not taking her
rock-hard nipples into my mouth.  Her hips bucked up and down, with her
thighs alternately opening wide in some hope that my fingers might
stray there, then clamping shut to attempt to bring some pressure
against her clit.

Sue was right.  I was being a bitch, and loving it.  Finally, when I
thought she was really ready, I suddenly mashed my mouth down over her
heaving breast, sucking as much of her soft flesh as possible into my
mouth.  Of course, that was still only a tiny portion of her huge
breast, but it felt so good and full and rich against my eager lips.
Sue went completely rigid except for an all-over quivering, as a cry
sort of like, "Aggghhh!" escaped her lips.  I hadn't even touched her
pussy, but she was cumming like crazy.

I kept on sucking, and Sue kept on cumming, until it seemed she was
about to run out of strength, so I quickly shifted my attention back to
her other tit.  This resulted in another spasm wracking her body, and I
mentally congratulated myself on keeping her orgasm going as I slurped
away at the second nipple while continuing to pinch and play with the
first.

Eventually Sue stopped struggling, and her cries of ecstasy subsided to
whimpers of satiation, but I wasn't done with her yet.  Releasing her
wrists, I crawled on top of her in almost a 69 position, but with our
tits instead of our tongues poised at each other's twats.  With my
hands between her thighs to spread them wide, I began to rub right
nipple into Sue's soaking snatch.  At first it didn't penetrate much
beyond the outer lips of her cunt, but patient grinding up and down her
slit soon had my excited nipple running up and down and in between her
soft ragged inner lips.  Sue seemed to like that, as she parted her
thighs ever farther, and soon I was brushing against the pale pinkness
of her excited little clit.

"Ah, Yes!  More!  Harder!" Sue's voice sounded almost as if she was
choking.  Then she croaked, "A little to the left!"  Unsure about what
she meant, I lifted myself to plunge my equally excited left breast
into the now wide-open canyon of her cunt.  As the new nipple dove
toward the entrance of her fuck-tunnel, Sue again demanded, "I meant
your hips!  Move your hips a bit to the left!"

So I moved my left knee, which both moved my pelvis to the left and
also spread my thighs even farther.  My own pussy was soaked and
drooling onto Sue's chest, when suddenly I felt the world's biggest,
softest dildo being slowly thrust against my vaginal opening.  "Where
did she come up with that?" I wondered, but my attention was still on
rubbing her clitoris with my left nipple, which was new to the job.

Slowly the huge softness began to thrust its way inside my cunt.
Nothing had ever filled me that way before.  My vaginal walls parted
under its insistent pressure, lubricating the huge intruder with every
quarter-inch it thrust inside me.  What was Sue doing back there???

I started a rocking motion with my hips, and every time I rocked back
the thing pushed deeper inside me, but when I rocked forward it didn't
retreat.  It just kept on filling me, getting bigger, and Bigger, and
Bigger inside me.  But it was so soft and gentle there was no pain,
just the delightful feeling of being more fully fucked that I had ever
been before.

I tried hard to give Sue something like the pleasure she was giving me,
but it was hopeless.  The rockets started going off all over my nervous
system, erupting in stars of ecstasy.  I don't know how loud I screamed
into the labyrinth and the night, but Sue's and my encounter was
definitely no longer a secret.  I was shaken by a huge paroxysm of
passion, no flood of woman-juice flowed.  There was no passage for it
as long as that giant tool so completely filled my cunt.

Hardly able to breathe, I slowly toppled forward, almost bruising my
face on the rock between Sue's knees.  I felt that giant soft thing
slip slowly and smoothly and sensuously from my deliciously distended
flesh, and then came the deluge.  All of the liquid expression of my
pent-up lust spewed forth as the dam departed, surely soaking Sue with
the scent of pure feminine satisfaction.

I think we stayed in that position for a few minutes, neither one
wanting to lose the moment, but all things that do flow also eventually
ebb, and the tide of our passion finally receded.  Sue managed to crawl
out from under me, and knelt down where my face was inches from the
edge of the stone bench.  She held her huge left breast in both hands,
offering me the nipple, and whispered, "I just thought you might like
to know what your cervix tastes like."