Date: Thu, 02 Feb 2006 10:56:51 +0100
From: Tantala Ray <tanrayb@hotmail.com>
Subject: Southern Nights, chapters 8 -- Lounging

   Yet another beautiful day saw the sun spreading its intense rays down
over the village of Alvarez and the rocky coastline around. Only deep down
in the horizon a few cumulus clouds could bee seen hovering faithfully over
the sleeping Volcano of Maracolar. The tiny draft from last night had grown
into a refreshing morning breeze that played with the two women's hair as
they lounged languidly on the terrace overlooking the endless horizon out
there. The saline, humid ocean air felt wonderfully refreshing compared to
the unnatural aridness created by the conditioner inside.
   Again Linda had overslept. Not too much, but just enough not to be able
to please her beautiful lady with breakfast in bed. So they ended up
preparing it together, working swiftly as the most perfectly timed team to
have it nice and ready on the broad terrace-table. Both of them were quite
hungry. Last night's dinner wasn't finished properly either, in spite of
their very best intention. For the second time the sexual urge had got the
better of them, so it was about time they picked up a bit on the physical
nutrition part as well.
   Now it was 11 AM and really about time to get up. When she was younger,
Mary could enjoy sleeping almost all day when she had the chance, but
nowadays it felt like a loss if she wasn't up and running at least by 9. Too
little daytime left. A typical thing coming with mature age and sense of
responsibility? Or was it simply lower demand for sleep? She was almost
surprised to see young Linda so active at the same time as her. Even that
was different from what she had seen from other girls her age.
   It wasn't possible to get totally away from work either, of course, and
Mary had received several files to go through from that asshole boss of
hers. Something that just couldn't wait until she was back again. Anyway it
was good to be somewhat updated, and she had seen enough already to know
that Jim Mallory had messed things up again. Nothing irreversible, but still
so much that it certainly would mean some extra work for her when she'd be
back in office. How could he ever think they could get away with a simple
Wilcoxon- test on such a material? Good thing she agreed to be accessible
during her stay.
   As usual she felt a short surge of anger shooting up in her chest, but
then she had one gaze over at the sweet girl opposite to her, eagerly
munching away on a huge ham sandwich; and everything was forgotten. The mild
breeze made her almost golden brown locks dance around her cheeks in
movements of eternal grace and beauty. A beauty only matched by the magic
twinkle in those deep-blue eyes gazing back at her. Those spellbinding eyes;
so filled with love and adoration. What a contrast to the way things were
that time back at the Sandy Bay Mall. That first time they met. Now it was
hard to imagine that she hadn't even had the nerve to look in the little
darling's direction when she had entered the cafeteria. And how about it
now! Things had gone exactly the way they should. They had moved from
completely wrong to perfectly right in just a few weeks. And most of it had
been done just the last few days. Although she had made a complete fool of
herself in the beginning, because of her nervousness - at least that's how
she felt about it -- the girl seemingly never had any problems accepting her
as a lady worthy of her worship. On the contrary, in fact. Sometimes she
felt her admiration so intensely that she almost got nervous to do something
that would dethronize her from the superior position she clearly had in her
life. If she got used to this unconditional worship, how should she ever be
able to do without it? A horrendous notion...
   Today was a day of lounging and tanning on the terrace, as they had
planned the first evening. And it suited both of them quite well. Mary had
to admit she felt a bit exhausted from last night's excesses. As they
snuggled together under the refreshing spray of the shower, it all came back
to her again. And so did the heat! And that seemed to be the case with her
young admirer too as she clung tightly to her and started breathing
noticeably harder. In no time at all a pair of silky sweet lips had captured
a nipple and started an adoringly gentle sucking, drastically adding more
fuel to the smouldering fire within. The exhaustion she felt as she woke up
was completely gone. Just as though they never had had a full night of wild
lovemaking behind them. It was simply incredible what this youngster could
do to her!
   Suddenly the little minx let the nipple out of her mouth and looked up at
Mary through the foggy spray of water, a new kind of fire fluttering in her
eyes.
   "Mary, could you please let me be of service? I mean... help you?"
   The question was adorable, but slightly confusing. "What -- what do you
mean?"
   "You know... be of service. Let me do things for you..."
   "But you are doing things for me. You are being lovely, wonderful... making
me happy!"
   "That's not what I mean. Let me show you..."
   With that the girl grabbed the piece of soap and started rubbing it all
over Mary's body. Starting with her neck, she gently worked herself down her
back, then over her chest and tits before continuing down the belly to her
crotch and butt. In no time at all she was soaped all over. And in no time
at all she was horny like trickling hell once again. Those magic fingers
could make her mind-splitting crazy!
   Then she was rinsed and humbly guided out from the warm spray with a
gallantly supporting hand. The girl grabbed the largest, fluffiest towel and
started rubbing her with even more gentle and loving care. As the sensual
material massaged her butt and thighs, she couldn't help spreading her legs
instinctively to the head that kept moving in coordination with the rhythmic
rubbing right in front of her pubic bone.
   The girl finished the task at hand with full focus though, and then
opened the door slightly to reach for her mistress' robe which she had left
on a chair right outside to keep it comfortably cool. This token of
consideration added even more energy to Mary's emotional heat, making her
tremble lightly in intense excitement. There was nothing in this world like
this incredible girl!

   All dried up and dressed in her cool robe, Mary crossed the room with a
huge lemon drink in her hand and swept through the fluttering curtains out
onto the terrace. Linda had stayed inside to finish drying her own hair and
rubbing the suntan lotion into her skin. Then she rushed to the kitchen
corner to grab the coffee can and pour the content over into a classy china
pot on a shiny silver tray before she finally put the fluffy isolation hood
over it.
   All stark naked except for a light t-shirt, she carried the tray with the
bottle of lotion out on the terrace and placed it on the small table under
the broad parasol. In the cool shade underneath her wonderful lady was
already reclining on the comfortable deck chair, her robe opened and wrapped
to the side, her naked, tanned beauty gleaming against the young girl as she
faced her with the lotion in her hand.
   "Oh, hurry up little precious, I'm just dying for your tongue," the woman
sighed, pushing her prominent sunglasses properly up on her nose with a lazy
finger. Her nipples were enormous, almost bursting with desire for some
caring stimulation, and her belly jerked convulsively as the first cold
drops of white lotion fell down on the glowing skin.
   Even though thighs slipped widely apart and horny pussy lips opened
lewdly in anticipation right in front of her, Linda breathlessly took her
time to rub the lotion properly in. This would be their first day of full
sun exposure, and a proper layer of factor 20 was essential to avoid any
discomfort after several hours on this terrace. Even if they stayed in the
shadow of the parasol, like now. And it was a wonderful way to drive the
heat all the way up to a fever pitch as they prepared for their lazy hours
of lounging!
   Her rubbing hands kneaded belly, thighs and full tits till it was all
deliciously moist and shiny. And her mistress' nipples literarily throbbed
and her hips started making small bucking movements as the girls hands
passed by, leaving the fat pussy lips gaping hungrily for worshipping
attention.
   When the arms were finished, she had to turn around for the treatment of
her backside though.
   As the girl worked herself from the heels upwards, the buttocks continued
the shameless motion, flexing and relaxing to the sensation and rhythm of
the massaging hands, readily welcoming anything prepared to do a good
servicing of the dark crack in between.
   Linda felt her heart beating like a hammer. The movement of the soft,
voluptuous body under her fingertips almost drove her crazy. The way those
muscles and rounded curves of silky thighs and buttocks responded to her
caresses! Unbelievable! She felt her own patience run out and leave her in a
state of completely unbearable heat.
   Knowing that the back side would not be as critical as the front, she
resisted the urge to dive head on into that tempting dark crack, and let her
oily hand move down on her lady's hips to signal that she wanted her to turn
over again.
   Mary did so with a deep sigh, and again her legs slipped apart almost
automatically, ready to receive the loving attention she was waiting so
impatiently for.
   Now time was definitely up! Resting her weight on trembling hands, Linda
gently got down to find a good position in between the indolently spread
thighs. When she crouched down on her knees, Mary could allow the girl's
upper body between the awesome thighs and still keep her lower legs firmly
up on the chair. Linda got a better idea though, and suddenly jumped up to
run for some towels in the bathroom. As she returned with a huge pile, her
mistress still lay as she had left her, with a slightly confused look on her
face. But as Linda proceeded to put several layers of towels over the
plastic armrests, her expression again transferred to one of soothing
appreciation.
   "This will make it more comfortable to rest your legs to the side," Linda
murmured as she straightened the white texture over the crummy rests. Then
their eyes met in another adorable smile as the youngster gentled the thighs
out to the sides, deferentially opening her gorgeous lady to her feverish
gaze.
   Once again she got on her knees and let her upper body slide down in
between the welcoming legs. The warm pussy felt almost magnetic, drawing her
against it as she painstakingly slowly started kissing her way up the inside
of a hot thigh. Mary sighed deeply and her hips kind of gyrated slowly in
anxious urges. As the sweet lips came up close, the pubic bone made an
impatient little jab up against them, as though it was trying to jump up and
grab her.
   Oh, no! There was absolutely no way she could contain herself any longer.
With a thin strand of saliva suddenly seeping out of the corner of her
mouth, she let her cheek brush up along the last inches of silky skin until
her lips sank down onto the lips of the exorable centre of pleasure. That
released a trembling sigh from both of them, unisonily substantiating their
mutual ardour.
   As she sank in deep, immersing in gratifying relish, Linda felt tears
press on to once again blur her dim-witted eyes. She thought she had gotten
a bit more in control of her emotions after last night, but this situation
was again different; a setting more explicitly acknowledging her role as a
humble worshipper docilely serving her indolently demanding mistress. An
undisputable classic. And a beauty of unparalleled proportions, impeccably
reflecting the deepest void of her secret dreams. Reaching into the depth of
her soul, and pulling it right out in the open. And placing it right at her
mouth!
   She made a meek attempt to pull herself together, but then the feelings
overwhelmed her for a moment, and the sudden attack of sobs made her whole
body shake. Mary's elated moans momentarily shut out any sounds from down
there, but she noticed the almost imperceptible movement, and was torn out
of her state of lustrous bliss. Her voracious pubic mound stopped amid its
ravenous upward thrust and she worked herself up on her elbows to check on
her little precious. Linda sobbed convulsively, tears running down her nose
and moistening her mistress' pubic bush. Mary looked down at her with
glowing compassion as she let a hand stoke her head caressively.
   "Dear girl" she murmured with a slightly concerned voice, "you must tell
me if I'm too demanding... if I'm too selfish... you hear!"
   Linda released her grip around her lady's hips for a moment to dry off
some of the tears. Then she sighed deeply through her nose before she let
her tongue sink back in deep, accompanied by an elated "Mmmmmm..."
   Mary continued stroking the beautiful girl until the feelings got too
intense for her again. Feeling confident about this being another of her
little darling's emotional outburst - simply caused by her intense
submissive passion - she let herself sink back to fully enjoy the skilfully
working tongue. That had proved to be the best way to comfort her anyway.
   Soon the girl was completely calm, and a kind of placid silence
descended. The two of them just lay there, dwelling in the sensation of
perfectness, happiness and burning passion; waves of emotion and compassion
undulating back and forth between them. An exceptional kind of love, shown
by their exceptional kind of contact. Lips upon lips -- tongue between lips...
a mouth working skilfully and patiently with the ultimate goal of providing
maximum pleasure for both of them. A pleasure to signify the bond that now
tied them inexorably together.
   Even though Mary had high expectations to the girl's progress, she was
still amazed how she managed to read all her bodily signals. Linda had
learned to control her mistress' orgasmic build just last night, and still
she was already finding the right level from the very beginning of their
love-session. No instructions necessary. She couldn't have done it better if
she could have worked on herself! Something that should make it easy to lay
back and just enjoy immensely, without a single thought unsettling her
numbed mind. Only that the simple recognition of this extraordinary progress
made her so raging horny that her sensitivity mounted uncontrollably every
time the very fact of it passed through her mind, making the girl's task a
difficult case of aiming at a moving target!
   Mary had decided to stay put for quite a while still, but the mental heat
produced by all of this just made the whole situation unbearable. She
urgently needed a release that could bring her emotional havoc a bit under
control.
   "Linda... dear... I... could you bring up the first one please? I -- I'll need
that to be able to enjoy our day properly. This -- this is just too much."
She sighed deeply before she continued. "You know... you have learned it all.
In just one full night of training. It's amazing. You're just perfect
already. And I'm so happy and proud that I'm ready to explode! If you take
us up, it will be better... afterward... ooooohhhh!"
   "Mmmmmm..."
   The sweet tongue changed its movement almost unobtrusively, searching out
some slightly different spots to incite additional erogenic sensations;
without homing closer in on her clit at all. This was something Mary never
actually tried to teach her. It clearly must have been an idea she had
developed herself, figuring out how to keep up the intensity as she slowly
started the build to ecstasy. And it definitely worked! Mary felt intense
waves of heat flush through her belly as the new stimulation took effect. It
made the upwards spiral an entirely different experience, bringing a kind of
unpredictability to it that was entirely different. And it was her own
bodily responses that got unpredictable. Her ability to absorb and
consummate the different sensation. Something that felt as though it came
from the inside out rather than the normal clitoral build towards the point
of no return.
   And even if she had felt prepared, the orgasm rushed in all over her
before she even knew it. Starting deep within, then finally rushing down to
the eagerly lapping tongue devotedly massaging her clitoral base before
radiating on out. It set all her belly on fire before it spread out
throughout her thighs and up along her spine all the way into her fervent
brain, making the deck chair creak as her body started trashing all over it.
It was an orgasm possibly even harder than the one she had at the end of the
perfect lecture last night, making her bite her knuckles almost painfully to
avoid screaming her pleasure out all over the apartment complex. Her pelvis
lifted itself all off the chair, and she felt her buttocks being grabbed by
craving hands as the wonderful girl continued feeding ferociously on her
blatantly convulsing slit. Her pussy juices literarily gushed into the hard
working mouth as she worked herself sturdily through the furious peak of
climax and over into the lingering stages of satiation and finally a kind of
shattered exhaustion.
   Even though it was the first orgasm of the day, Mary felt almost
completely drained, more so than she had actually expected. Much more
intense than planned. But, come to think of it, it was quite logical, since
it actually was her first orgasm enjoyed from start to a shattering end in
perfect physical and mental relaxation, with full focus on her pleasure
only. And with the full capacity of the girl's skills. Something quite
different from the lecture-like sessions they had had up until now; although
they had been most satisfactory too.
   And for the first time she didn't really feel like having the wonderful
mouth between her legs for a while; a situation she'd hardly been able to
imagine in the earliest days of their lovemaking. After a short period of
sighing recovery, as her wonderful pupil nursed her down ever so gently with
the light tip of her playful tongue, she started to feel a bit restless.
   "Linda, dear..."
   "Mmmmmm...?"
   "Enough. My lovely little strumpet... oh... enough..."
   "Uh... what?" The girl raised her head with a confused expression on her
face. That was the last thing she had expected to hear from her adorable
mistress at that point. Mentally she had already planned the path through
her recovery to the last detail, and was ready to see it through with every
single nerve of her body; until her lady would be ready for some more
wonderful hours of burning hot lovemaking.
   "Come and sit up a little while, won't you?" Mary had to smile at the
obvious disappointment on the girl's face. "Just a little while. You can
stand that, can't you?"
   Linda smiled back, a bit sheepishly. She even blushed ever so lightly
from the blatant passion and voracious hunger with which she went to feed on
the wonderful source of their mutual pleasure. As she moved to get up and
over to her own deck chair, another shiny strand of pussy juice seeped out
between her lips, making her light embarrassment a bit heavier. Mary
noticed, although she was busy adjusting the back of her chair, and her
smile broadened as she saw the girl quickly wiping it away with the napkin
at her plate.
   "You're a picture of eternal youth and beauty" Mary purred as she raised
her glass to enjoy the last mouthful of her lemon drink. That suddenly
reminded Linda of the coffee she had prepared and she hurriedly got the hood
off the coffeepot and poured the cups for both of them. Lifting it elegantly
by the fragile plate, she used the spoon to stir in a few drops of milk
before she reached out to hand it over to her beautiful mistress. The woman
accepted it with an almost unnoticeably shaky hand and immediately took a
few deep sips. A sigh of approval told the hopeful girl that she had done
well, also with this part of her service.
   They enjoyed their coffee in silence. Mary almost upright now with her
legs crossed, her shoulders and tits still shining moistly from the fresh
lotion. Her breathing was calm and content and her entire body had an aura
of satisfaction that was almost tangible. An entirely satisfied lady; the
thing that had become the prominent -- the only -- goal in Linda's life.
Still, somewhere in that aura, in that serene haven of consolation, there
was this imperceptible hint of new energy; a distant dawn of obscure erotic
ardour.
   Linda sensed it immediately. She should have been amazed, but her own
unsatisfied passion kept her on the edge of her seat as she tried to enjoy
her coffee with patient repose. It wasn't easy though. The heat of the
action had brought her almost to the brink of orgasm herself, and it was
just because she knew that there would be so many more chances to enjoy
relief that she was able to withstand the temptation and give herself over.
Now she immensely enjoyed the sweet torment of watching the glistening skin
of Mary's body -- full, oily tits, powerful arms and thighs and this
deliciously curved belly - feverishly dreaming of the moment when she could
glide in between those wonderful thighs and set to work with her mouth and
tongue once again. The moment when she would feel the first shudder of
pleasure deep inside her goddess' body.
   They decided on another two and a half hours of tanning, or rather
lounging in the shadow of the huge parasol. Or -- actually -- a low-grade ride
of mutual pleasure that would make their relaxation complete. And a ride
that would show once and for all that Linda had learned all the tricks and
twists of placid pussy worship. Mary lay motionless, her eyes closed behind
the dark sunglasses, an occasional jerk or a shuddering sigh the only signal
that the sensations gently massaged her convivial mind.
   Linda was amazed about the patience and aptitude with which Mary could
take her pleasure. Even though she was totally relaxed and breathing
regularly and composedly, there was a well of very faint signals to hint at
the sweet sensations she enjoyed. It was the regular shudders that only she
could notice, deep within that voluptuous body, or the magical glow of her
skin, especially the heat of her thighs against her cheeks as they slipped
in languorously every now and then, as though they were making love to her
their own way.
   And she knew she did the stimulation level thing exactly right; hours at
end. That she managed to control and reduce the up-and downswings of
pleasure down to a practically even level by carefully observing those same
imperceptible signals. And the token of appreciation flowed at her like a
mental ravine, even though not a single word was spoken, or the slightest
caress given. Not until her mistress finally had a short glance at her watch
and found the time right to end the sweaty ordeal on the now heat-vibrating
terrace with another trip to the peak.
   "Linda dear... Ohhhh!..."
   As her lady moved to adjust her body for maximal enjoyment of her upswing
to another intensive peak, Linda used the opportunity to put her hands under
the delicious ass-globes, to kind of lift the sweet crotch up against her
hungry mouth. She kneaded the globes ardently as she continued feeding on
the ravenous slit, using her tongue to stimulate the clitoral shaft with
mounting intensity. The reaction was imminent and powerful, with the regular
sighs quickly transferring into erratic gasps as the increased passion got
to her.
   Linda established her steady recipe for eruption by letting her tongue
glide wetly in massaging sweeps up and down across the sensitive shaft. As
she felt the climax rushing on, she took all of the sex in her mouth,
concentrating on keeping the tongue-sweeps on the same rhythmic level of
intensity. The thighs along her cheeks started shuddering and jerking, and
the belly muscles danced and throbbed deliciously in front of her eyes as
her lady worked herself ferociously up to the final level; the edge from
which there was only one way ahead!
   Then it hit!
   Mary clenched her teeth and threw her head back as her hips bounced
wildly up and down on the chair. Linda grasped the oily waist with both
hands and pressed her mouth at the pulsing opening as she strove to hang on
through the violent ecstasy. She kept her tongue swirling relentlessly
across the spasming clit as Mary drew a series of short breaths without
exhaling, before she finally shook violently and spurted a rich quantity of
creamy pussy juice into her admirer's hard-working mouth. Then she tensed
stiffly, lurched a few more time, before she collapsed down on the chair
again with an almost painful groan.
   Linda had remained in perfect position all through the ecstasy, and once
again succeeded in finding the right moment to ease the stimulation, before
it went over into an unbearable tickling. With her most loving care, she let
her tongue slip down to continue its play ever so gently a long the pink
groove of the lower slit, letting her hands slide caressively over belly and
thighs as she want along.
   Mary lay almost silent for a while until she had her breathing under
control again. Her thighs slipped limply to the side. She recovered her
sunglasses from her armpit and put them back on her nose. Then she let one
hand slip lazily down to caress her lover's damp forehead.
   "Oooh Linda... you're simply the best. The best! This was perfect in every
way!" She raised her sunglasses up on her forehead with lazy fingers and
smiled down at her. "I'm afraid I've got nothing more to teach you..."
   "Mmmmm... I love you. Hmmmmm..."
   "And I love you. You've learned so well and so fast that I'm afraid I'll
never be able to live without you... never!"
   It was said a bit jokingly, but they both knew there was quite a
significant element of truth in it. And Linda hoped it was entirely true.
Right now she wanted nothing more than just spend the rest of her life
between these thighs, pleasing her new-found love for all eternity.
   Although the afternoon heat was almost unbearable, they both lay silently
for a little while to recover. Any thought about getting up was totally
horrendous.
   "Mary?"
   "Mmmm?..."
   "Do you really mean that I did it absolutely right?"
   "Of course. Didn't you notice?"
   Mary tried to keep her voice relaxed, but she was so sensitive that even
the light tongue-tip play at the entrance to her vagina kept her nervously
tensed. But it was quite a sweet agony after all. The girl flashed her a
faint smile, and raised her head slightly to rest her cheek on a glowing hot
thigh, still using her finger to gently toy with the curly pubic bush.
   "Mary... uh... when we're making love... uh..."
   "Yes darling?" Mary immediately understood that something important was
coming up.
   "When we... uh... do it. Could we... could you... gosh it's so hard to say."
The girl frowned and tore almost painfully in Mary's pubic hair. "Could you...
be a little rough?!"
   "Pardon? I mean... uh... what do you mean? Rough?
   The girl reddened, even more now than ever before since they met. She
swallowed hard a couple of times before she continued.
   "Remember you asked if I thought you were too selfish a little while
ago?" Another hard swallow. "Well I didn't. I didn't! I -- I would like you
to be more... strong... more demanding. Really. When we make love. I want you to
be my mistress. My strong mistress!"
   Mary understood. Immediately. Like the final puzzle-piece falling in
place. She had felt it all the time, actually. It was all in the young
darling's dainty personality. A submission stronger than she had been able
to imagine in her wildest dreams. Like this wasn't already a wild dream.
   Again nothing was said as the idea started sinking in. Then Mary smiled,
worked herself up from the chair and sighed deeply.
   "You know; why don't we hit the showers and go grab a bite to eat again?
Let's talk it over with our favourite beef on the plate. I'm starving." Back
on her feet she threw the robe over her shoulders. "And I really want to
hear you properly out on this!"
   Linda relaxed visibly, and resolutely jumped to her feet to assist in
their preparation.



   To be continued...