Date: Sun, 15 Jun 2003 22:54:20 -0400
From: Nancy G <nan3171@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sexy Little Susan part 4

Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between a girl and women. If this type of content
offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

I just can't get her out of my mind. As the week went on and all I could
think about was being with Susan again I realize that I'm becoming obsessed
with her. My thoughts are constantly on her, on how sweet the taste of her
young flesh is on my tongue. How I yearn to feast on her budding nipples. My
fingers itch to touch the warm wetness of her aroused body and how it makes
me feel to know that I can make her want me so much. I keep remembering the
milky whiteness of her naked body and how fresh and pink she was when she
stepped from the warm bath. My mind is made up that I'm going to have to
take this thing, this relationship, to the next level. I can hardly wait
until Saturday when I'll see you again.

Saturday morning dawned bright and clear. I have decided that I need to make
Susan a more permanent part of my life. I know that this is the day when I
will bring her back to my house to make love to her. I grab the keys and
take off for the mall feeling such a sense of anticipation. A few minutes
later I pull into the mall parking lot and walk towards the entrance knowing
that it won't be long before I have you in my arms once again. I open the
door and, much to my surprise, you're already waiting for me. I want so much
to take you in my arms and kiss you hello but know that it's impossible in
such a public place. Once again you are wearing a short skirt and tight tee
shirt. I can't wait to slide my hand under that hem and see if you're
wearing panties.

"Hi honey." I say. "Have you been her very long?"

"Hi Sammy," you whisper as you give me a small hug. "I haven't been her very
long but I wanted to be with you again so much that I asked my Mom to drop
me off a little early."

"Well then, lets get going. I don't want to waste even one moment with you."
I grab your hand and lead you outside, Help you into my truck and off we go.

"Where are you taking me today?" you ask.

"I'm taking you to my house. Is that okay with you?" I take my eyes off the
road for just a moment to see your reaction. I had promised myself that if
you seemed uncomfortable with this arrangement I wouldn't press you but I so
badly want to see you in my space. I have fantasized so much about how you
would look in my home. I want to fuck you in every room, on every piece of
furniture I own.

"Yes." You snuggle up with next to me and I can't help but feel that I'm in
heaven. I place my hand on your thigh and start to caress your knee, slowly
moving my hand higher, pushing the skirt up closer to the treasure I know is
waiting for me. I smooth my hand over your upper thigh and reach with my
finger for the panties that should be covering your femininity. I'm not
surprised to feel nothing but warm wet flesh. You make a low moaning noise
and I know that it won't be long before you'll be naked and open for me.

We reach my home and even though it's a short drive my need for you made it
seem like a lifetime. I hit the garage door opener and, after pulling in,
hit the close button. I open my door and you slide out behind me. I take
your hand and lead you inside. The door from the garage opens into the
kitchen and I can't wait one minute more. Holding you face between my hands
I brush my thumbs over your cheekbones as I brush your lips with mine.
Kissing your sweet lips I move you back towards the dining room table and
lift you up on to it. I give you a small nudge and you lay back as I stand
between your spread legs. After the hot and lustful loving of last week I
want to take it slow and gentle. I slowly start to push the skirt up your
legs, caressing the tender white skin. "Sit up Susan." I take your hand and
help you into a sitting position. I grasp the hem of the tee shirt your
wearing and lift it over your head. You came prepared to give yourself to me
as I see you're not wearing a bra. I finger the tab of the zipper on your
skirt and slowly start to lower it, then brush it from your body into a pile
on the floor. I gently push you back down onto the tablecloth with your legs
draped over the edge. I move to the refrigerator and grab a can of whip
cream and bring it back to where you're waiting for me. Lifting the can of
cold cream I squirt a dollop on both nipples. I hear your gasp of surprise
when I lower my head and start to lick the cream from your body.  I once
again anoint your body with white cream, making a stream from your nipples
down past your navel and onto the faintly furred mound I'm going to taste
today. Lowering my head once again I lick and such the sweet cream from
first one nipple then move to the other. I follow the trail from your
nipples down to the indentation of your navel. I lap up the cream and move
my tongue in and out of your navel, mimicking how I'm going to taste the
cream between your legs. All I can hear from you are the low moans and
groans that I have learned signal your arousal. I lift my head and reach
over to grab a chair. I move it between your spread legs and sit down to the
feast that's laid out before me. All hot pink flesh and cold white cream. I
hold back from just burying my face in the slice of paradise I have found
and instead caress the nether lips, just barely sliding a finger into the
damp depths that are waiting for me. Once again I lift the can of whipping
cream and squirt it against the hot slit. It's so easy for me to see how
quickly the cold cream is melting against the hot wetness. I take my fingers
and spread the lips a little, watching how the cream melts into the hot
honey I have exposed. I slowly lower my head and move the tip of my tongue
against the cold and hot cream waiting for me. I lick up and down, a little
further in each time I reach the top until I can feel the hard clit against
my tongue. You're just as sweet as I knew you would. I take my fingers and
spread you open even further. I'm moving my face against your pussy,
covering my face with your passion, I can smell the heat of your pleasure
and I move my mouth to cover as much of your womanhood as I can, sucking and
licking. I don't think I'll ever get enough of you Susan. I move my tongue
to the opening of your sex and start to move my tongue in and out, fucking
and eating you out as I move my hands back up your body to roll your nipples
and caress your little breasts. Your body is humping against me, trying to
get me deeper, harder and faster, fucking yourself against my mouth and
chin. I can feel your body starting to tense up and know that you are close
to cumming. I move my mouth to your stiff clit and start to lick and suck on
the hard nub as I move a hand down to replace my tongue with a finger. I can
feel the tightness and move faster against you, urging you into a
spectacular orgasm. Finally I feel the gush of wetness. I slow down and
slowly lick your sensitive pussy as you come down. I feel a bit of a flinch
and know how tender your cunt is as I slowly remove my face from heaven and
pull you up to kiss you. I know you can smell yourself on my face and as I
move my tongue into your mouth in a deep French kiss I share the essence of
yourself with you.

"Did you enjoy that Susan?" I whisper into your ear as I help you up from
the table.

"Oh Sammy, that was wonderful."

"You think that was good, just wait until I finally get you into my
bedroom."