Date: Sat, 22 Oct 2005 22:39:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Edna Martinez <baby_edna2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sweet Natasha chpt 2

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Sweet Natasha

Chapter 2



Natasha could only bow her head and cry. The onslaught was relentless. The
yells increased the stream of tears flowing from her eyes. Jennifer's
assault, even though well provoked, was pounding Natasha's spirit to a
pulp.

"How you dare barge into my room...an-and...ughhh...are you a fucking
dyke?"  Jennifer barked with a look of anger and confusion.

"I-I...Jen-Jennifer I am so sorry...I just couldn't help it." Natasha
hopelessly blurted out, not daring to make eye contact with the infuriated
girl.

"You couldn't help it? W-What are you...a freak?" Jennifer snapped
back. Her tone increasingly puzzled.

Natasha bowed her head once again as she absorbed the hurtful comments. Her
uncontrollable sobbing was the shameless acceptance of Jennifer's
allegations.

"I can't fucking believe this...I am sooo complaining to the R.A.!"
Jennifer announced, exasperated, as she furiously turned to leave the room.

Natasha desperately scrambled on her knees, and managed to clamp down on
Jennifer's left knee before she exited the room. With teary eyes she begged
Jennifer for forgiveness: "Pleaseeee Jennifer...pleaseee, d-don't do that.
I-I would do anything...anything you say. I beg you!" Her pleas were cried
out with a desperate whining.

As Jennifer struggled to rid her limb from Natasha's iron grip, it became
clear that her efforts were futile and helpless. Natasha's will and
determination were simply overpowering.

Finally succumbing to the relentless beggar, Jennifer's heart softened as
she gazed down at the fragile and desperate girl avidly holding on to her.

As she studied the helpless creature, an estranged feeling of pity and
power quickly took over her. An almost quaint tendency of dominance which
seemed to make her body warm and her skin tingle. She couldn't quite grasp
the foreign sentiment, yet the new perception excited her immensely.

Impulsively, she started caressing Natasha's hair with consoling strokes:
"Okayyy...okayyy...I won't tell. Quit whinning now, would you?" She
whispered in an inane state of mind, nonsensical to her own naturalness.

As Natasha heard the comforting words through the reassuringly soft
fingers, her heart brightened up with glee and joy.

In an utmost grateful spirit she kissed Jennifer's warm thigh, a mere
reflexive peck of happiness. And as she felt Jennifer squirm, she
unconsciously placed another kiss on the left inner thigh, a firmer and
wetter kiss.

The warmth of Jennifer's tanned silky skin on her lips immediately set her
body aflame, blurring her thoughts and her lucidity.  She couldn't control
herself as she started raining wet pecks on Jennifer's inner thigh.

"Nat-Natasha...w-what the hell are you doing?!?" Jennifer's complaint was
partially mitigated by the tickling, yet tender feeling of Natasha's soft
lips on her inner thigh.

Yet, Natasha wasn't in full control of her actions, as they were a
mechanical response to her unbridled lust.

"Plhheeaseee...pleeeasee...l-let me thank you." Natasha babbled in between
kisses of solace.

She then started laving Jennifer's inner thigh with deranged and passionate
licks. Her salivating tongue left an excessively wet trail with each
stroke, permeating the girl's thigh flesh with warm saliva.

The taste of Jennifer's skin was exquisite, only adding to Natasha's
temporary insanity.

"Hmmm...goodness, this is lovely." Natasha whispered with trembling voice
and eyes shut, as she savored the girl's flesh.

Jennifer's body seemed to have been paralyzed in time by the fervid
caresses, and even though her mind rejected such ministrations, her body
was unconsciously accepting them.  Instinctively spreading her thighs a
bit, she invited Natasha's warm lips, which were already trailing up the
path under the hem of her miniskirt.

As Natasha's nostrils captured the mild musk of Jennifer's cunt, she tilted
her head in desperation, and pushed her nose into the fragrant crotch.

"Awwww gaaawwwd...this issshhhh greaaat..." Natasha crooned, as she sniffed
Jennifer's cunt perfume.

The sudden intrusion startled Jennifer, eliciting a loud gasp from her
lips.  Then, a hypocritical complaint: "Awwyyy...Nat-Natasha...you need to
sto..."  But her voice quickly trailed off as she relished the sensation of
Natasha's nose wedged between her pussy lips. Instead, the libidinous
sensation brought about an unconscious rocking of her hips, as she sought
better contact.

Natasha was avidly sniffing Jennifer's crotch. The now very aroused crotch
was emitting a more potent feminine musk, an animal-like spice, which had
Natasha drooling and blithering: "Hmmm...this is shhoooo
ghhoood...plhheeease l-let me thank you..."

Natasha found Jennifer's cunt scent tantalizing and spellbinding. Perhaps
sweeter than any exotic flower she had ever smelled, and yet more
intoxicating than any fragrance she had ever experienced. The womanly
aphrodisiac seemed to have a purifying effect on her, as she found herself
drooling from the corners of her mouth, and her stomach growling with
sexual hunger. Jennifer's pussy had the smell of nourishment - the
fragrance of life giving essence, the unique spice of royal cunt.

Driven by an estranged sensuality, Jennifer continued to rock her hips back
and forth, animatedly rubbing her crotch on Natasha's nose. The firm
contact on her excited vagina gradually increased her libido, elevating the
inexplicable passion that had taken over her.

The deranged, yet synchronized copulation had both girls moaning with
excitement. It was an instinctual bond that arose from a deep and dark
portion of their spirits; an inherent pact which involuntarily assigned
them roles as lovers in a dominant-submissive relationship.

In an unwilled impulse, Jennifer's hands took hold of Natasha's head, as
she involuntarily attempted to stimulate her cunt deeper, utilizing the
refined nose.

"Ohhhh...Natasha...th-this is crazy..." Jennifer's raspy voice announced
the insanity of her actions.

Yet, Natasha was deaf and blind to the reality that surrounded her. Somehow
being in between Jennifer's thighs was her idea of paradise. Having her
face smothered with the scent of excited cunt was thrilling beyond her
understanding.

"Ghhaaawwwd Jennifer, it smells great...hmmmm...oh gosh..." Her babbling
was hardly audible through the constant smothering of her lips.

Yet, her words triggered an abrupt lurch in Jennifer's hips which sent them
both tumbling down to the floor as they tottered out of balance.

Jennifer fell on her backside, with her legs sprawled - again revealing her
tantalizing crotch to Natasha's glaring eyes. Her unbalanced positioning,
with the hem of her miniskirt above waist, was an unconscious allurement to
resume their lecherous fondling.

Natasha's nose quickly found its way in between Jennifer's thigh for a much
needed whiff of cunt. A couple of seconds away from the coveted treasure
felt like a lifetime to her.

"Uyyy...Ahhh...hmmm..." Jennifer flinched and mewed when she felt the
searching nose firmly nuzzling her. Automatically, she grabbed Natasha's
head and resumed her hip rhythm in the sole search of better stimulation.

The moans slowly became more audible in the quiet room, as the girls
traveled the unexplored path. The extrinsic, yet heated passion was taking
them to an unknown territory - a dimension in which two total strangers
would come together in pursuit of a blinding infatuation.  - As the heat in
her crotch became unbearable, Jennifer was swept by an inherent desire of
liberation; an unpredictable impulse to bare her treasures to scorching
eyes. The intolerable itching in her cunt needed immediate release.

With a swift bounce of her hips, Jennifer quickly brought the soaked thong
to her mid-thighs, alerting Natasha in the process: "Nat-Natasha,
whh-wait...I ha-have to take these..."

Pushing the girl's nose from her crotch, Jennifer quickly raised her
shapely legs up high, and discarded the flimsy underwear.

The warm garment was immediately captured by Natasha, who nervously fumbled
with it, searching for its warm and wet crotch. Quickly finding its most
fragrant spot, she sniffed it diligently. Her hands trembled as she held
the panties to her nose. It was apparent from her bodily reactions that it
was quickly becoming an addiction.

Yet, such occupation proved meaningless as her eyes took in the sight
directly in front of her. Jennifer's thighs were spread wide open
displaying her very wet and swollen vagina. Her obscene posture was a clear
invitation for Natasha.

Quickly dropping the panties, Natasha brought her face to within inches of
Jennifer's pussy. As she studied the bubbling cunt, her body shivered with
exhilaration. The outer lips were very moist and swollen, almost pouting
angrily. Thin shiny cum strings stretched from in between the slightly
parted labia, giving the entire vulva the appearance of a drooling ravenous
mouth.

The splendid sight made her mouth salivate at an alarming rate. Her insides
seemed to churn with excitement as for the first time ever, her eyes
witnessed perfection. It was more beautiful than she had ever imagined, far
more lovely than she had ever dreamed of.

As the aggressive slick lips seemed to usher her in, Natasha nervously
glanced up at Jennifer. She was silently pleading for acceptance, begging
for permission, imploring for a chance to make a dream come through.

With a slight upward lurch of the hips, Jennifer quickly invited the beggar
to explore; it was just a weak push upwards, lewdly offering her wet cunt
to the famished girl.

As the silent agreement was made, Natasha immediately brought her nose to
the unconcealed vagina and sniffed its bare essence. Closing her eyes in
passion, she inhaled the naked perfume of excited cunt. The warm scent was
enticing and pheromone filled. It was primitive, and enrapturing, yet very
feminine. Its musky aroma had Natasha quivering uncontrollably, trembling
with emotion.

The excited vagina pulsed constantly as it made contact with the searching
nose.  It looked fervid and alive, almost calling Natasha to a more
intimate contact.

Then, the unexpected happened. Natasha brought her lips to the overheated
vagina and gave it an exploratory kiss, a wet hesitant peck that marked the
beginning of a new life for her.

"Aghhhhh...gosh Nat-Natasha that felt so..." Jennifer whispered with
trembling voice as she felt the wet and warm contact.

Natasha placed another wet kiss on the hot pussy, this time with a firmer
and more reverent smack of the lips.

"Ooohhh...please Nat-Natasha...it-its ki-killing meeeee..."Jennifer's
complaint quickly became a loud squeal as she felt Natasha French kiss her
pussy.

The warm and buttery cunt felt exquisite on Natasha's lips as she
instinctively lip-locked the slippery flesh with a searching tongue. It was
Natasha's first kiss ever, her first intimate and passionate exchange in a
world that had deprived her from happiness for so long. The thrill of no
longer being an oral-virgin had her ecstatic and overjoyed; it fueled her
novice effort as she devoured the gorgeous liquid cunt.

As she pulled away to contemplate the hot vagina once again, her lips
pulled the slick labia with a stretching suck, absorbing a fair amount of
vaginal fluid into her salivating mouth.  The warm juices seemed to sizzle
in her taste buds as she relished the unique taste of hot aroused cunt. The
sweet spiciness of the offering was very exotic, and its tanginess very
alluring. Natasha found the taste oddly stimulating and nourishing. The
tart flavor seemed to increase her hunger as it trickled down her throat.

Momentarily neglected and desperate for more contact, Jennifer spread her
thighs further, silently asking Natasha to resume her ministrations. The
slight outward motion separated the slick pussy lips with a faint
squelching sound that brought Natasha's attention back to the task ahead.

Refocusing on the drooling cunt, Natasha could now see the pink inner
lips. They were very smooth, almost wrinkle-free, and coated with minute
drops of cunt cream, which gave them a very slick and waxy appearance.

Natasha could only swallow hard, and whisper her anxiety: "Gawwd
Jennifer...it-its sooo gorgeous."

Hesitantly she stretched her drooling tongue and scooped up a tongue-full
of the warm viscous fluid which covered Jennifer's inner labia. The tangy
flavor immediately fired her nervous system, sending her into a licking
rampage, and she started laving the entire vulva with broad tongue
strokes. The slippery texture of Jennifer's cunt flesh felt amazing in her
tongue. It had her moaning helplessly as she took in the flavor of
sex:"Hmmm...Hmm...soo gmmm...good..."

Jennifer's hips started moving to the rhythm of the tongue strokes as she
mewed and groaned in pleasure. "Ohhh gosh Natashaaahhh...don-don't stop..."
Her voice was airy and somewhat broken as she encouraged the libidinous
contact.

Then, brazened with unbridled passion, Natasha started sucking on the
entire vulva - milking its cream to her heart's contempt. It was an
inherent reaction that surfaced from her hunger.

"Hmmmmm...hmmm...hmm..." She moaned, relishing the meaty texture of
Jennifer's vulva.

"Oh gawd yes suck...suck...please don't stop..." Jennifer cried in passion
as her cunt was almost ready to erupt.

Clasping Natasha's scalp, Jennifer started rocking her hips against the
girls face, energetically fucking the inexperienced mouth with an iron
grip. From the erratic rhythm of her hips, it was obvious that she was
approaching a thunderous climax.

Instinctively latching on to the pulsing cunt, Natasha sucked her way
through the rocking motion. Never letting down, blindly loving Jennifer's
cunt to the best of her ability.

And, as the fervid copulation gradually drove Jennifer over the edge, she
announced the culmination of her lust;"Natasha...don-don't s-stop..I am
gonna co-come...nnghhhh..."

Then, pulling Natasha in with a mighty grasp, she yelled out of her lungs
and squirted a scorching jet of cunt juice on the back of Natasha's throat:
"Awwyyyyyy....fuuuuck...shiiiiit!"


Natasha flinched reflexively as she felt the mist hit her tonsils; yet, she
found herself innocently swallowing the spending.

Gracefully ending the impetuous climax, Jennifer gave out one last squeal,
an almost forceful grunt, obscenely squirting the remaining juices of her
exhausted cunt inside Jennifer's mouth. "Unghhhh...gosh that was sooo
great..."

As the two girls lay tired on the floor, no words were said; only heavy
breathing was audible in the quiet room. A guilty silence permeated the
atmosphere.

Then, a raspy voice, a mere whisper: "Please get out of my room...this is
so wrong."

This phrase haunted Natasha for weeks to come. She couldn't understand why
Jennifer turned her away after the passionate encounter. `Why was she being
so cold and distant?' Deep inside of her, Natasha knew that a part of
Jennifer had enjoyed the wonderful moment. She had come so sweet in
Natasha's mouth, and yet that didn't seem to be enough. Natasha had begged
on her knees for one more chance, a priceless opportunity to show Jennifer
how much she adored her: "Please Jennifer. Please...I'll do it better this
time, you can do whatever you want with me...just let me do it again..."
And yet, many times she found herself crying after the same answer:
"Natasha quit it! I am not a dyke...it was a mistake!"

The words seemed to bore a hole in her soul; `it was a mistake!'  She would
cry in front of the mirror, searching for the answer; looking deep inside
her green eyes for the antidote to mitigate her pain. It was slowly killing
her - consuming her entirely; affecting her lucidity and her sanity.

Yet, the countless begging and pleading sessions eventually proved too
enticing and stimulating to a slowly crumbling Jennifer. Many a times she
would find herself craving the hot mouth; `Gawd, it felt sooo good to come
in her mouth.'

Then she would always reminisce on Natasha's veridical words: "You can do
whatever you want with me...."

Every time she remembered Natasha on her knees, crying, her body would warm
up and her cunt would itch. Perhaps it was the fact the she had sole
control over the fragile girl, or maybe it was pure need of
satisfaction. But regardless, the idea of having Natasha between her legs
again was slowly becoming irresistible.

Then, it happened on a slow Friday afternoon.

Natasha was resting on the living room couch watching television when an
upset Jennifer came barging into the apartment.  "I can't fucking believe
this! How she dare make me walk!"

Throwing herself on the couch opposite to Natasha, the exasperated girl
recounted the upsetting experience.  She had gotten into an argument with a
sorority sister, and was left to walk the long distance from the Greek
house to the apartment.  "That fucking bitch...ughhh...I mean look at my
feet...they are so swollen!" She said as she placed the heel of her shoes
on the edge of the couch.

Natasha's heart pounded in her chest as she saw the girl's light blue
miniskirt slide back to expose tanned thighs framing a black thong. It
looked exquisite, and Natasha was already salivating as she imagined the
scent and taste of the sweating cunt underneath.

"D-Do you w-want me to massage your feet?" The nervous inquiry came to her
as a mere impulse.

As Jennifer heard the offer, she stared at Natasha, almost studying her
facial expressions; searching for a sign, looking for that natural state of
submissiveness that had been strangely exciting her lately.

Then, biting her lower lip, she gave Natasha a sensuous smile, and nodded
her head in approval: "Uh huh..."

Natasha quickly scrambled to her knees and crossed the room to kneel in
front of the gorgeous girl. Quickly baring the warm and humid feet, she
started massaging the left foot with improvising fingers. Jennifer's toes
were perfect and well taken care of. Natasha thought they were lovely and
exquisite.

As Jennifer started to relax, she commended Natasha on a very soothing job:
"Hmmm...Natasha your hands are wonderful."

Laying back for comfort, she pushed her hips forward as she laid her back
against the couch. Unconsciously spreading her lovely thighs in the
process, she gave a mouthwatering view of her panties to Natasha.

With the warm crotch now closer to her face, Natasha could only swallow
hard as she took in the alluring sight. She could feel her hands beginning
to shake as she began to have flashbacks of their first encounter. She
could still feel the warm vaginal fluid trickling down her throat,
nourishing her heart and soul in a unique and special way. The taste of
Jennifer's cunt was still vivid in her mind. It was so beautiful, so
palatable; it was the incomparable flavor of gorgeous cunt.

Closing her eyes in passion, she moved her nose to Jennifer's crotch and
sniffed deeply. The scent was strong and musky. It was the smell of a well
exercised cunt; the fragrance of a vagina that had sweated under enclosed
confinements. It was peppery and spellbinding, yet very feminine. Natasha
found the raw and primitive aroma extremely arousing.

As she realized that her sniffling was out of control, she quickly glanced
up, to find Jennifer staring down at her. And even as their gazes locked,
it was impossible for Natasha to stop smelling the musky cunt. She was
entranced with the tantalizing aroma.

Then, Jennifer did something unexpected. Pulling the black thong to the
side she offered herself to the cunt-famished girl: "Go ahead sweetie...you
can suck it."  Her whisper was somewhat broken and airy, a testament of her
growing lust.

Natasha immediately lunged, and sucked as much flesh in her mouth as she
could.

"Hmmm...Hmmmmm...thank youuummmmm..." The hunger and desperation of so many
excruciating weeks reflected in her voracity.

Jennifer squealed as she felt the ravenous mouth feasting on her:
"Ohhh...oh my gawd!"

Jennifer's cunt tasted sweeter than ever. The salty tang of sweat mixed
with her hormonal secretions had Natasha moaning with gusto. The meaty
texture of the excited cunt was very warm and wet, making Natasha drool
excessively. As she feasted on the aroused cunt, small strings of saliva
dripped from the imperfect seal in between both sets of lips.

As the heat of passion elevated to new heights, Jennifer quickly stopped
the action, and ridded herself of the black thong. Then, with seemingly
renewed enthusiasm, she grabbed Natasha's head and started fucking her
mouth in earnest.

"Awww...fuck yeahhh...suck...suck!!!"

The rough approach somehow excited Natasha beyond her naturalness, and she
started French kissing the slick vagina with impetuous hunger - suctioning
the swollen lips with great enthusiasm. Jennifer was constantly wetting her
tongue with warm cunt cream - providing her insatiable mouth with the
precious elixir.

Natasha sucked until Jennifer loosened the grip, and her lips and jaw
muscles were hurting. As she pulled away momentarily to regain strength,
she saw what looked like a pearl in the middle of a shinning
clam. Jennifer's clitoris had emerged from its sheath; the energetic
sucking had exposed the slick nodule. It was standing proud and erect at
the top of the glistening inner lips.

Then, almost impulsively, Natasha stretched her tongue and flicked it over
the bulbous node.

Jennifer gave out a loud mewing grunt as she felt the tentative contact:
"Aggghhhhh...oh gawd...oh gawd..."

Unconsciously driven by Jennifer's reaction, Natasha started sucking on the
slippery nodule, bobbing her head up and down as she attempted to milk the
inflamed clitoris.

Jennifer quickly found a rhythm of her hips in tune with the bobbing head.

"Oh gawd...where did you learn this!!" She complained as her eyes rolled to
the back of her head.

The feeling was exquisite beyond understanding, and Jennifer could feel a
powerful orgasm slowly building up.

"Ayy...Ayyy...Ayyy...oh gawd yes suck it...su-suck it...I think I-I'm
com..."

Then, as Natasha rammed her tongue into Jennifer's sizzling cunt, the
penetration triggered a massive orgasm which exploded in Jennifer's soul
and traveled all the way to her cunt, releasing squirts after squirts of
warm tangy cunt juice into Natasha's greedy mouth. "Fuuuuuuckkkk!
Aaaaaghhhhhhh!"

Natasha managed to stay in perfect unison with the climaxing girl even
through the uncontrolled spasms. Her mouth avidly sealed to the pulsating
cunt until all of its spending were secured in her quenchless mouth. She
didn't want to miss a drop of the treasured offering.

As the climax ended, Natasha pulled away from the overheated
vagina. Strands of cunt milk mixed with saliva stretched from both sets of
lips. The obscene display was a solid and vivid testament of their passion
and lust. The lewd sight made both girls shiver with an estranged
excitement, and odd, yet exhilarating presage of things to come.

And just when the serenity of post-orgasm was rooting in, a slight gasp
disturbed the settling peace. "Haaaa..." Jennifer panted, quickly becoming
pale.

As Natasha turned to look what had startled Jennifer, she couldn't help a
faint gasp herself.

Carrie stood in the passageway staring at them with a look of confusion.

To be continued...