Date: Tue, 23 Oct 2007 14:48:40 +1000 (EST)
From: maria berlesconi <topendmaria@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: an afternoon delight

AN AFTERNOON DELIGHT

This is just a short story to pass away the afternoon and
give myself a break from study.

As you would be aware any story written by me is about
lesbianism involving an older and somewhat younger woman.

The author is Maria and my address should you wish to
contact me is topendmaria@yahoo.com.au

I hope you enjoy my story


I'm having a particularly difficult time. As you know
recently Erica and I were lovers, I don't think it was
planned it just happened. Unfortunately I have a
girlfriend; Liz; she's a schoolteacher at the school I
attend. We'd only recently been on holiday at a small
resort where we had a cabin over in one corner. That idea
had been Liz's so that being somewhat remote we wouldn't
be interrupted. Liz, such and animated girl, had promised
me the holiday of a lifetime because she'd be able to
prance around either naked or almost naked just to tease
me. She's so beautiful that my heart nearly bursts
whenever I think of her but she's also a damned tease.
For example on one occasion when my mother came over to
bring some clothes Liz came out of the bedroom naked,
except for a pair of panties, but that didn't stop her
from kissing my mother, Erica. Honestly, I thought Erica
was going to put her arms around Liz and return the kiss
with interest. But, whether it was because I was there,
the kiss didn't continue but when Liz and I went to be
that evening she'd teased me about Erica getting me
horny. I couldn't admit it to Liz, our relationship was
very special to me, but yes, if shove came to push and I
had the offer to sleep with Erica I would.

That occasion has now come and gone and whilst it's only
happened once since it's clear that it will certainly
happen again. I know damned well that there are occasions
when Erica watches me for little signs that would
indicate she could approach me for sex or to comfort me,
in my view pretty much the same thing, and there are
occasions where she catches me looking at her breasts or
bottom. I'm pretty aware that, for instance, I could move
close to her right now and we'd be in her bed in no time
with me as the aggressor. She's a very submissive woman,
not that she'd allow anyone to hurt her but I know her
lovers are always younger than her, much younger than
her.

It's unfortunate that we both looked up from what we were
doing at the same time so that our eyes, which we'd
sought to rest from their concentrations, had wandered
around the room, deliberately perhaps, until they
eventually met each other's. Erica had licked her lips, a
sign in my case that often indicated arousal, but was the
fact that she'd licked her lips a `come on' for me. Her
arousal usually evidenced itself with swollen nipples and
let me tell you her nipples were nice and big under
ordinary circumstances and when aroused she had
difficulty in hiding them. I was looking closely at her
chest but it was hidden by her sewing. That was until she
sat back purportedly to relax her eyes but unfortunately
her swollen became apparent. My goodness, they looked so
delightful and despite my best efforts to retain my
attention on my books I couldn't take my eyes off them.
She well knew where my eyes were resting and when she
sighed the buttons on her blouse nearly popped off.

This had now gone too far to stop so when I got out of my
seat, walked across to her and held out my hand she knew
well what was going to happen. We didn't even bother
leaving this room, there are plenty of nice comfortable
beds I the house but I didn't need comfort, apparently
neither did she, we just joined hands and I led her over
to the wall. This wall has been the scene of some
humiliation in the past as naughty kids, there are four
of us, have been made to stand facing the wall and not
move on "pain of death" but now, it was going to be the
place for a completely different kind of scene. Lifting
her hands high above her head I pulled that little loop
she had there for some reason or another down to her
hands and slipping it round them I fastened her there. It
was not something to worry about; she could pull her
hands out of quite easily. It was just something to make
her feel comfortable as though to say `I'm being raped so
I couldn't resist being fucked'. I loved the skirt she
was wearing; I think she'd changed it at lunchtime from
another one that was a good deal longer. This one is a
`bum hugger' that still manages to flair out below her
hips so that if she put her feet up on the settee when we
were watching TV the likely hood was that I'd see her
panties. Well whether I could see her panties or not I'd
see them soon as I lifted her skirt up and tucked it in
her waistband while at the same time kissing her as
deeply as I could. Not one to waste an opportunity her
mouth, it tasted deliciously of ice cream, opened for me
as we stood with both my hands on her breasts and
exchanging soft kisses. I could feel the heat from her
pussy passing through my skirt by convection, radiation
or some other means. Never was good at physics so I don't
know the precise term, suffice it to say I could feel her
heat. We stood kissing for ages, being mother and
daughter we have similar tastes and for sure we both like
kissing and being kissed. So; a very pleasurable
experience.

Her eyes were closed as usual perhaps she was embarrassed
at letting her daughter make love to her but I hoped that
wasn't the case, I'd prefer it to be because I'd aroused
some passion in her. She started to wriggle and move her
breasts around under my hands and I should have been
forewarned that she was becoming restless at nothing else
happening. To put her at ease I squeezed her tits, both
of them at the same time. Her response had been to mutter
into my mouth that was still holding hers prisoner `oh
fuck". I know it sounds awful but can you really expect
lovers to talk to each other as though at a Sunday school
picnic? Of course not! Standing back where she could
clearly see me I started to unfasten her top pretending
to pull the buttons open but in reality just taking my
time opening them slowly and looking into her face with
each one that opened. Eventually her bra was in view, she
wears lovely under wear not necessarily for me, I know
she has other lovers, when you look like her that's not a
surprise. But because she was now breathing quite deeply
the swell of her breasts was showing far more above the
edge of the bra. I took the opportunity to kiss them just
there where the nice soft skin of her breasts peeped out.
It caused her to deep breath as though preparing for a
deep dive in the ocean, the deep breath making it seem
almost likely that they'd pop out altogether.  I didn't
want that though, I wanted to be the one to expose them,
get a wonderful view of them and then move her head down
so she could see them herself before I sucked her nipples
into my mouth.

After just a few minutes and certainly before I was
satisfied with my attentions to them she asked me to
hurry, she couldn't hold back any longer. I was confused
as to whether she meant she wanted to `pee' or `cum' but
as her lower torso wriggled about I came to the
conclusion that she wanted and was ready to `cum'.
Leaving her hands to her own devices, if she left them
above her head that was her business, I slid down her
body stopping every few centimetres to kiss another bare
patch of skin. I know I took much longer to reach her
pussy than I had on that previous occasion. I didn't
bother removing her panties I just lowered them
sufficiently to allow me access to her pussy and as I
slowly licked her and tormented her clit she asked me if
this was how I did it to Liz. I wasn't accustomed to
being asked how I fucked my girl friend but in the spirit
of keeping her excited thinking about Liz and I; the
answer was positive.

She's such a lucky girl she said and beautiful too. I
knew that there was an attraction between them but if I
caught her having a fuck with Liz both of them would feel
the sting of my hand. Liz already had and knew very well
that when pressed I could really hurt although that was
not my desire, I just wanted her to know who was the
master around here. I reminded her that the `chit chat'
was taking my mind of her pussy so it would be preferable
if she shut up, she did, quickly allowing me to
concentrate on her pussy and clit. Moving my mouth to the
top of her `slit' I could feel her swollen clit popping
out to meet my mouth and when they met she had the most
wonderful shudder as her tasty `cum' filled my mouth.
She'd grabbed hold of the little rope up above her which
stopped from falling down like a sack of rubbish
otherwise I suspect that both of us would have ended up
on the floor. As she was coming down from her high I
masturbated in front of her, I know that turns her on,
and as I `cum' she took her hands out of the rope, pulled
me to her and told me she loved me. After an interlude
like that, I most certainly loved her.

I went back to my books and Erica went back to her
sewing, a nice afternoon had been had by both of us.
Thank you!!!!!!!!!!