Date: 24 May 2001 15:38:12 -0700
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Marianne Chapter 2 (beginnings F/F)

Warning:

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

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                         Marianne Chapter 2
                                By
                               Jan


	My next trip to Denver on business I left Washington DC
on a Sunday night so I would be in the Denver office early
Monday morning.  By the luck of the draw I had a window seat
just in front of the wing in the business section.  I was settling in
and looking out the window at the afternoon sun as baggage
handlers were moving tractors around to fill the bellies of planes
about to leave.  When a tall back woman stopped and put her
carry-on luggage in the overhead compartment.  She sat in the
isle seat and buckled herself in.

	We exchanged tentative smiles at each other and waited to
take off.  Typically after the flight attendant gave the typical
safety instructions about the flotation devices because we were
taking off over water the plane pulled out onto the approach to
the runway.  And sat their for what seamed like a forever. So the
woman and I started talking.

	Her name was Stephanie.  We talked about our jobs and
why we were flying out tonight.  The normal stuff, that bored
passengers talk about.  As the plane made it's turn west and
reached altitude the flight attendants brought the drink cart by
and I took a Rum and Coke.  I drank it quickly so I could get
another one as they worked their way back.  Then I settled back
to take a nap.

	About half way to Denver I woke up needing to pee.  I
had to excuse myself as I woke her up stepping over her long
legs.  I went to the small stall and sat down on the stainless steel
toilet and relived myself.  I used the little sink next to the toilet
to freshen up and made my way back to my row.  The plane
must have hit some clear air turbulence as I was stepping over
Stephanie's legs.  I lost my balance and almost sat on her lap.
Stephanie caught me in her strong hands.  One hand was on my
derriere and the other on my thigh.

	I managed to get back to my seat and I was blushing as I
apologized for almost sitting on her. Stephanie told me that I
needn't blush, it was just an accident.  I blushed even more.  I
don't know why I said what I did, but I told her that I was
blushing because your hands felt good on me.

	Stephanie raised her eyebrow and gave me a little smile.  I
almost died of shame for being so bold.  I did not say another
word the rest of the way.  When we landed we were next to each
other getting our luggage.  She asked me what hotel I was
staying at.  And when I told her the Sheraton she beamed and
said that was where she was staying.  Why not share a cab.

	When we got there and checked in we took our own
luggage and headed for the elevator.  We were alone on the
elevator and I ran my finger up her bare arm.  She took me in
her arms and kissed me on the mouth.  She was at least five
inches taller than I was.  Her breasts were almost hitting me in
the throat as she held me tightly then she put her tongue in my
mouth.  I could not help but put my hands on her butt and
squeeze her.

	The elevator stopped on my floor and we got off.  When
we opened the door we dropped our bags on the floor and
hugged each other as we kissed.  She stepped back and asked me
if I had ever made love to a black woman before?  I told her that
she was only the second woman I had been with in my life.

	She gave me another squeeze and started undressing me.
I removed one article of clothing from her for every article she
took off me.  She was at least five feet ten inches tall and much
fuller figured than me. She had at least a 38-D and a 30-inch
waist with a 36-inch hip.  As I removed her bra and tossed it on
the chair in my room her big brown beasts were capped with
areolas as large as the ear peace of a telephone.  They were as
dark as black coffee.  I was dying to find out if she would taste
different than Jackie.  I didn't have to bend over to capture one
of her nipples in my mouth.  I could smell her perfume between
her breasts.  It was different from Jackie's perfume but the taste
of her flesh was almost the same.

	Stephanie knelt before me and pulled my Suit skirt, slip
and panties down all at the same time.  I have been tanning my
legs so I was standing there in nothing but my high heels.  She
must have liked the dark brown fuzz above my pussy, because
she kissed my vagina like it was the mouth of a long lost lover.

	I had to push her away and pull her up so I could undress
her.  I had to kiss her mouth as she stood up.  I could taste my
own cunt on her mouth as I put my tongue in hers.  Then I knelt
before her and removed her shirt, slip and panties one at a time.
I was looking at a smoothly shaved vagina.  The labia stuck out
from between her crack.  It was a dark chocolate colored lace
that begged to be sucked.

	I took them into my mouth by turning my head sideways
and sucking on them with my mouth open so they vibrated
between my lips. Stephanie grabbed my head by my blonde hair
and pulled me face hard against her cunt.

	She dragged me to my feet and lay me on the bed.  She
knelt by the bed and explored my body with her hands and eyes.
She took each nipple in turn into her mouth and sucked on them
until her tongue felt like sandpaper on them.  I lay there hopping
that she would hurry up and work her way down my body and
put her mouth on my cunt.  Instead she lay on top of me and
moved into a position that her cunt was pressed against mine.
By rocking her body up and down and in cycles our flesh rubbed
against each other in a way that my clitoris was stimulated and I
was about to climax.  Then she turned around and mounted me
in a 69 position.  We were sucking each other.  I used my hands
to part her labia and just past those dark brown labia was red
meat like any other woman.  I was sucking on her and driving
my tongue deep into her vagina when I happened to look at the
mirrored doors on the closet.  It was quit as contrast to see my
white body covered by this dark woman.  I told Stephanie to
look and she turned her head to see our reflection.  We both
laughed at the sight and went back to work making each other
cum.

	Then we both climaxed she got up and dressed.  She
didn't say anything.  I was lying there in my sweat when the
bathroom door opened.  She had gotten her room changed to the
adjoin room.  We had three full nights to make love before we
had to head back to Washington DC.

	Now I make a point to make two or three trips to Denver a
year with Stephanie.

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