Date: Fri, 16 Sep 2011 07:43:04 -0400
From: Barry Gold <barry.gold69@gmail.com>
Subject: Special Treatment Part 2

Sarah & Allison
Special Treatment


PART II


Five senses are filled in the most delicious way...


...Allison standing there with a tray. She was wearing a frilly French
maid's apron and nothing else. "Good morning, Lady Sarah. I hope you are
well today."

Sarah suppressed a giggle, "Ally, what's going on?"

"The name is Allison, my Lady. I'm sure I don't know. The only thing I was
told by the Queen Mothers is that today is part of your birthday
celebration and I am to be sure you are happy. Are you hungry?"

"Yes, I think I am." Sarah watched Allison's barely concealed breasts
jiggle and the apron swish with her hip movement as she crossed the room.

Setting the tray across Sarah's lap, "After you are done breakfasting, my
Lady, I will draw your bath. While you do your morning ablutions, I will
lay out your ensemble. The driver will bring the car around about 10."

Getting into the spirit, "Very good, Allison. Where are we going?"

Still standing demurely beside the bed, Allison continued, "I'm afraid I
can't tell you yet. If there's nothing else, my Lady, I'll be back in a few
minutes to get the tray."

"Are you quite sure you can't say where we're going?"

"Quite sure, my Lady. I was tasked by the Queen Mothers, under the threat
of the direst punishment at their disposal, to let the plans unfold so you
would be surprised."

Now playfully into the situation, Sarah said, somewhat impetiously, "Thank
you, Allison. That will be all for now." She gazed longingly as Allison's
beautific bottom left the bedroom. Realizing that she was hungry after all,
Sarah attacked the omelet.

Faced by a tray of empty plates, Allison appeared at the door. "I'm sure
the cook will be pleased that you enjoyed breakfast so much. Your bath is
ready," and picked up the tray.

"Thank you, Allison. Please do give my regards to the staff. Will you be
joining me?"

"You are too kind, my Lady. I have to lay out your ensemble first and then
I will be in to wash your back."

Sarah walked into the bathroom to find the Jacuzzi filled with steaming hot
water, bath salts, and the jets on low. She dropped the pajama top on the
floor and gingerly climbed in. Relaxing back, Sarah let the bubbles start
to leach the tension out of her muscles. She must have dozed. She woke up
to find Allison kneeling in front of her with a bath mitt on one hand.

Unbidden, Sarah leaned forward and let Allison wash her from head to
toe. Sarah shivered when the soapy mitt traveled up and down the crack of
her ass. A tingle started in the depths of Sarah's stomach. Up and down
each arm, applying a caressing pressure to the inside of each wrist. Down
each leg, paying special attention to the soles of Sarah's feet and between
her toes. Up each leg along the inside thigh, pausing to caress behind each
knee, not touching her pussy yet. Allison returned to Sarah's
shoulders. She teased each nipple to diamond hardness before making sure
Sarah's bellybutton was squeaky clean. The finale was to make sure her
pussy was clean. Not enough to make her cum but enough to create a pleasant
fog.

Drawing Sarah up out of the Jacuzzi, Allison enfolded her in a big, fluffy
bath towel and dried her off. "You need to get dressed, my Lady. The car
will be here soon and we have a full day ahead of us. I laid out your
ensemble for the day on your bed. Call if you need help."

"Thank you, Allison. You're sure you can't tell me what's in store?"
Allison smiled but said nothing and bent to her task of letting the water
out of the Jacuzzi and getting the bathroom cleaned up.

Sarah found a new flower print, halter-top sundress lying on her bed. The
golden color highlighted her hair and skin perfectly. The pale yellow
panties had ties on each side, a new thing for her. Her sandals sat on the
floor. She donned the panties and sundress and started doing her make-up.

Allison entered wearing a teal colored dress of the same style as Sarah's
with her hair done in her usual French braid and the chain necklace Sarah
liked. She was so beautiful that it took Sarah's breath away. Allison's
make-up was minimal but beautifully done. She crossed to the vanity where
Sarah was sitting and started doing her hair the same way.

Lifting Sarah up, Allison kissed her gently so as to not mess up her
make-up. "My Lady, you are so beautiful. The most beautiful woman I have
seen in a long time. Will you do me the honor of accompanying me today?"

"It would be my honor for you are beautiful too. What purse do you suggest
I take?"

"You will not need one, my Lady. I have your wallet in my purse, along with
a small make-up bag." Setting a white shawl on her shoulders, Allison led
them downstairs. Picking up a similar shawl and her purse from the table
beside the door, Allison led them outside and locked the door.

Her mom stood beside the car, holding the door. "Good morning, Lady
Sarah. How are you feeling today?"

"(So, Allison's mom is in on it too,)" Sarah thought to herself. "Very
well, thank you. Are we ready to go?"

"Yes, we are." The girls seated themselves in the back seat. Allison's mom
closed the door and crossed to the driver's side door. She caught Allison's
eye in the rearview mirror and nodded imperceptibly. Allison knew then that
the rest of their plans were go.

The only thing Sarah knew for sure is that they were headed downtown,
they'd already passed the mall. There were no concerts or special shows on
for today. She'd already seen the exhibit at the art museum. Sarah was
surprised when Allison's mom turned into the driveway of the Four Seasons
hotel.

The uniformed doorman opened the car door and swept the girls out with a
flourish.

"Allison?"

"Yes, Mom?"

"I'll pick you up in time for dinner. OK."

"OK."

The same doorman held the door open for them. The hotel atrium was very
beautiful. Open to the rooftop skylight, there were a lot of plants and
even trees. The elevators on one side balanced the Mezzanine on the
other. A group of shops nestled themselves under the Mezzanine. Allison
temporized, "We're a little early. Why don't we window shop for a few
minutes, my Lady?"

"That's fine, Allison. I am in your hands." What Sarah did not know was
that they were on time and on target. Allison's plans were proceeding
nicely.

They passed by the newsstand and stopped in front of a handbag shop. Trying
on a Gucci bag, the lovers admired the look but giggled at the cost. When
the salesperson gave them a look, they moved on. They played
'patty-fingers' as they walked. Allison wanted to hold hands but Sarah was
reluctant. She still wasn't very comfortable publicly displaying her love
for Allison.

The next shop featured sweaters and scarves. Again, some of them were very
nice, but also very expensive. Standing behind Sarah, looking in the
display window, it appeared that Allison had her arms around Sarah's
waist. In reality, when Allison slid her hands under Sarah's shawl, she
continued under Sarah's dress and along the sides of her breasts, cupping
them, tweaking her nipples. Sarah leaned back against Allison, enjoying the
sensation.

The third shop was a jewelry store and Allison's target before lunch. "May
we go in here for a moment, my Lady? I want to look at a bracelet."

"OK."

A young woman looked up at the girls as they came through the door. They
had the look of people in love. 'Are you the young ladies Dr. Black phoned
about?"

"Yes, ma'am," Allison continued. "I'm Allison White and this is Sarah
Black."

"Marsha Coe," she replied. "It's nice to meet you ladies. Dr. Black
explained a little about what you were looking for," she said, "but why
don't you tell me in your own words."

"It's Sarah's birthday and we'd like to get her something special." Then
she fingered the chain her mom had given her. "Something in this pattern."
Ms. Coe leaned forward to peer at it while Allison obligingly stepped
forward.

"Ah," she said. "Three plus one Figaro... sterling silver... a timeless,
elegant pattern. Yes, we have a wide selection to choose from. If you
ladies would like to step this way," she said, gesturing to another display
case. She pulled a large tray from the case and set it on the counter. It
contained an array of bracelets, necklaces, and even longer chains.

Sarah must have missed her conversation with the saleswoman, "Allison," she
whispered, "What's going on?" Instead of answering, Allison gestured for
Sarah to precede her. Sarah had an amazed expression as she stepped toward
the tray of chains, her eyes wide with disbelief. Allison merely nodded
toward the tray.

"Did you have something specific in mind?"

"Could you recommend something? Dr. Black said I should rely upon your fine
taste," Allison said, quoting her exactly.

"She's too kind," Ms. Coe said graciously. "We have a fine selection of
bracelets, anklets, and chains of all lengths." Sarah stepped forward and
peered at the tray. "Perhaps a bracelet, Miss?" Sarah shook her head.

"An anklet is very elegant," Ms. Coe continued, "and much less common. It's
more exotic and alluring, in my opinion." Sarah nodded pensively. "Ah,
excellent," she said, selecting a thin, silver chain and pulled it off its
spindle. "Here you are," she said, holding the chain out to Allison. "Would
you like to do the honors?" Sarah grinned as Allison took it and knelt
before her. She lifted one sandal and pointed her toes. The silver
practically glowed on her tanned skin.

"Oh, Allison," she breathed as she gazed at it. "It's beautiful."

"It is indeed, Miss," Ms. Coe said. "I've always thought an anklet was
sometimes more stylish than a bracelet. It draws the eye to the turn of the
ankle, to the grace of the calf."

Sarah's eyes glistened. "I love it," she said. "What are these really long
chains for?" "(Bingo,)" Allison thought to herself. The anklet was very
beautiful but she'd hoped Sarah would go for the waist chain.

"Ah, those are waist chains. We rarely sell them, but with your height, and
if you don't mind my saying so, with your figure, I think a waist chain
would look exquisite."

"How do you wear it?" she asked, her eyes lighting up.

"You put it around your waist, hence the name," Marsha said without a trace
of sarcasm, "and it rests on your hips. A waist chain accents and enhances
the female figure. Moreover, since it's normally not visible, it's a much
more intimate piece of jewelry. Would you like to try one on?" Sarah nodded
quickly.

Marsha sized her up for a moment, selected one of the chains, and then
handed it to Allison. Allison grinned as she stepped close to Sarah and
reached around her back. When she'd fastened the chain in front, Sarah
gazed down at it and sighed. "It's beautiful," she breathed. When she
looked up, her eyes gravitated to one of the other long chains. "What's the
little thing on the end of that one?"

The jeweler held up a chain with a small silver bauble attached to one end
of it. "This chain is designed to fasten an inch or two above the pendant,"
she explained. "The pendant dangles and draws the eye..." She coughed into
her hand softly. "Um... it draws the eye... ahem... lower."

Sarah's eyes positively glowed. "Would you like to try it,?" she
asked. Without tearing her eyes from Allison's, she nodded. In an instant,
Sarah removed the first one and fastened the second around her waist. The
pendant did indeed draw the eye lower. Actually, it pointed directly at her
pussy. She didn't say a word, but Allison knew it was the one she wanted.

"We'll take this one." Allison bent down to retrieve the anklet, depositing
it on the counter.

"An excellent choice, ladies. May I show you anything else today?"

"No, thank you," Allison said.

"Of course. Would you like it gift wrapped, or, as I suspect, would the
young lady prefer to wear it out?"

"Do I have to take it off?" Sarah asked.

"Only for a moment, Miss, I assure you," the jeweler said. Sarah pouted a
little, but it was mostly for show. When she handed the chain back to the
jeweler, Marsha simply removed the price tag and passed it back. For a
moment, Sarah simply stared at it, dismayed. It took Allison a second to
realize what the problem was. It was her dress.

"Do you have a restroom?" She asked the jeweler. "Or a changing room?"

"We have a restroom in the back," she said. Then she moved to open the
half-door, which led behind the counter. "You're welcome to use it, Miss,"
she said to Sarah.

"Thank you."

While the jeweler was writing up the sales receipt, Sarah called from the
back. "Allison, can you help me? I can't get it fastened." Marsha simply
nodded to her and then gestured toward the half-door. Once in the restroom,
Sarah looked at Allison with a forlorn expression.

"I have to use one hand to hold my dress up," she said, "but then I can't
fasten the chain with the other."

"You know," Allison teased, "for being such a smart girl, my Lady,
sometimes you think too much." Sarah frowned for a moment. "If you would
hold your dress up, I would be happy to fasten the chain for you," Allison
knelt in front of her love, taking the chain from her slack fingers.

When she reached around to grasp the other end, Allison gently kissed
Sarah's smooth belly. Sarah tried to draw away, halfheartedly. She hissed
when Allison fastened the chain. Evidently, the chain was chilly, but it
quickly warmed from the heat of her body. Allison took the opportunity to
admire the chain. The pendant hung several inches below her belly button,
and pointed straight at her pussy. Roguishly, she grasped the ties on the
sides of her panties, loosening them.

"What're you doing?!" Sarah tried to keep her voice low, but she was too
surprised to manage it.

"Shhhh. Relax."

"Stop it." Instead of stopping, Allison drew the soft fabric from between
her calves.

"Allison, don't," she begged.

"Why?" Allison asked with a wry grin. "You look better this way." The
pendant nestled at the top of her pubic hair and the chain made her waist
seem even slimmer, accenting the flare of her hips. "The chain leads to the
promised land," she said, then planted a kiss on her mons.

"Ally, you can't."

"Why not?" Allison asked, planting another kiss on the soft hair of Sarah's
pussy.

"Stop," she begged. "You'll get me hot."

"You're already hot," Allison said, kissing her again. "Mmmmm, I like."

Sarah tried to push her away, but Allison gripped her hips and inhaled the
scent of her growing arousal. Unfortunately, she knew they really couldn't
do more than they already had, but she was enjoying teasing Sarah. When she
stood, she smirked and then kissed her fiercely.

"May I please have my panties back?" she asked. "Please?" Instead of giving
them back, Allison folded them up and slipped them into her purse. "Ally,
please?! I can't go back out there without my panties."

"Sure you can," Allison said, reaching for the hem of Sarah's sundress,
smoothing it down. "No one but me will know."

"Ally, I can't. What if someone sees?"

"No one'll see," Allison assured her. "But I'll know you're naked under
your dress, and I like that. By the way," Allison said, leaning close and
pressing her body against Sarah's, "I can't wait to see how you look with
just the chain on."

"Really?"

"Mmm hmm," Allison nodded sincerely. "You have no idea how tough it was not
to make love to you, right here, right now and make you howl with delight."

Sarah's eyes flew wide.

I nodded. "You're lucky I didn't. I wanted to suck on your clit until you
were nice and wet, and then slide my fingers into your tight little
pussy. I can't wait to make love you while I'm gripping your hips and
holding the chain."

"Allison!" she breathed. She tried to frown, but I could tell that the idea
excited her.

Allison kissed Sarah soundly, and she melted against her.

"Oh, my goodness," she whispered brazenly. "You make me so hot and wet."

"Good," Allison said, slipping Sarah's hand under her dress and onto her
own naked pussy.

Sarah's eyes widened when she felt how wet Allison was.

"Are you sure we can't... um... you know?" she asked with a shy grin. "We
can make it quick."

"We can't. We've already been in here too long."

Reluctantly, she nodded. Then she looked up. "I... I love you," she said
quietly.

"I love you too," I replied. Then I kissed her softly, tenderly.

When Allison cupped her ass and pulled Sarah's hips against her, the fabric
slid over her smooth bottom. Allison lifted Sarah's dress and pressed her
palms against Sarah's bare skin. When she spread her cheeks, Sarah
whimpered. Finally, they broke the kiss and she turned to look in the
mirror. Allison kissed her neck and then they made sure they were both
presentable. Finally, Allison opened the door.

"Sorry," Allison said smoothly, "the clasp got caught on her dress."

"Certainly," the jeweler replied and said nothing about Sarah's flushed
expression.

Allison handed Marsha some bills. As Marsha handed her her change, Allison
took the black velvet box that the chain would've been wrapped in, if Sarah
hadn't wanted to wear it out of the store and put it in her purse. They
thanked the nice woman who told them to say hello to "Dr. Black."

Allison checked her watch as they left the store. We're right on time, my
Lady."

'On time for what, Allison?"

At the same moment, they turned into a door marked 'Park 75'. "Lunch."

Park 75 was the hotel's four-star restaurant. A sumptuous room done in
white and tan. There were upholstered chairs and flowers on the tables. A
chandelier hung in the middle of the room. Neither girl had ever been in
such a place before. The floor-length tablecloths gave Allison an idea.

A woman in an evening gown approached them. "Good afternoon, Ladies. How
may I help you?"

Allison replied, "We have a lunch reservation for two, the name is White."

"Certainly. Follow me, please." She took them to a table in the center of
the room. She held the chair before seating each of the girls. Classical
music (probably a flute and piano concerto, Allison thought) played in the
background.

The hostess handed them a menu as a middle-aged man standing beside her
said, "Good afternoon, ladies. My name is John. It will be my pleasure to
serve you today."

John was dressed to the nines in a tuxedo. Allison replied, "Thank you,
John. Do you have a recommendation for today?"

John smiled at the acknowledgement. A bright, white, wide beaming smile
that lit up the room. "While everything is good, the salmon seems to be
particularly excellent today. What can I get you to drink?" He was
observant enough not to offer alcoholic drinks to the young ladies and save
them the embarrassment of asking for ID if they did.

"If we can have a minute to look at the menu? Both of us will have iced
tea."

"Of course," John told Allison, obviously the lead of the pair. "Your tea
will be right out," and headed off.

As the girls perused the menu, more people were seated. A young man in a
dress shirt and vest deposited a glass of tea and a glass of water in front
of each of them. They talked about inconsequential things, relaxing, and
soaking up the rich atmosphere of the room.

John returned a minute later, "Have you decided?"

Allison smiled, "Yes, John, we have. Sarah will have the house salad with
French dressing, the Pasta Alfredo, and the salmon. I'll have the house
salad with Italian dressing, the pasta with white clam sauce, and the
salmon. We'll order dessert later."

"Very good, excellent choices. I'll bring the salads right out. Have a good
lunch," and left.

Sarah spoke, "Allison."

"Yes, my Lady."

"Thank you for today. I needed it. I will always remember what you've done
for me and the present, especially."

"You're quite welcome, my Lady. We both needed it. You know that I do love
you." As she talked, Allison slipped off her sandal. Insinuating her leg
between Sarah's, Allison lifted her foot under Sarah's dress. When she
stopped, her foot was against Sarah's clit, able to tease it.

Sarah's eyes grew wide as Allison's foot moved, creating unbelievable
sensations in the pit of her stomach. "Allison!"

"Yes, my Lady."

"What are you doing," she whispered.

"My job. I was told to pleasure you any way I could and I take my job very
seriously."

"Someone will see."

"The long tablecloth hides us quite well, my Lady."

At that moment, John came back with their salads and dressings. As he
poured the dressings, Allison moved her foot, causing Sarah to shiver. "Is
there anything wrong, Miss?"

"No. I just felt a draft. The salad looks very good."

"Thank you. Your appetizer will be out shortly."

Allison said, "Thank you, John." The service unobtrusive, but very
good. Their glasses were kept filled with water and tea. As they attacked
their salads, Sarah dropped her fork. A server appeared to pick it up and
replace it with a clean one. Allison continued to move her foot randomly,
teasing Sarah's clit, keeping her distracted. She stopped whenever Sarah
started to have trouble finishing sentences. She didn't want her to cum
yet, that was for later.

Their appetizers came just as they finished their salads. Both tasted the
other's dish and pronounced them good. Talk consisted of stories about
parents, Minnesota, soccer, basketball, music, books. Conversation followed
no plan, going wherever the mood took them. The lovers reveled in the
closeness.

The salmon was placed before them. It looked wonderful with the mixed
vegetables beside it. Allison beamed, "Please extend my appreciation to the
chef and staff, John. The food and the service have been excellent. Your
four-star rating is well deserved."

"Thank you, Miss. I will certainly pass along your praise. Have you given
any thought to dessert?"

"Yes, I have, John. What I'm thinking about is very decadent. Something
along the lines of chocolate cake, topped with chocolate ice cream,
chocolate shavings, chocolate syrup, and chocolate whipped cream topped
with chocolate sprinkles. along the side. Can you do something along those
lines?"

"Yes, Miss. I believe we can."

"Then I leave it in your capable hands."

"Enjoy your salmon, ladies."

Both said at the same time, "We will. Thank you, John."

The salmon was most excellent. They were almost replete and ready for
dessert when John approached their table with a young woman dressed in
white. "Ladies, this is Patricia, our dessert chef. She wanted to speak to
you."

"Good afternoon, ladies. When John brought your request to me, I was
intrigued. It is, as you said, very decadent. I have never seen or
considered anything quite like it. I would like your permission to include
it on our dessert menu. Do you have a name for it?"

"Good afternoon, Patricia. And thank you. I was considering 'Lover's
Delight' as a name."

"Most apropos." As she spoke, John came back with two plates. On each was a
dessert exactly like the one Allison had described. "Enjoy,
ladies. Management has decided that your lunch is on the house today. When
you are ready to go, let John know and he will walk you out with our
appreciation."

"You're welcome. Please extend our regards to the management." They
attacked their desserts with a passion. Allison knew that that much
chocolate would put both of them into a sugar high. Energy they would burn
off later, if her plans continued.

After each had visited the ladies room, they had John walk them
out. Allison handed him a gratuity. Their check may have been covered, but
she wanted to make sure his good service was rewarded. They thanked the
hostess before leaving.

"Where to now, Allison?"

"Next door, my Lady. We'll just be in time."

Next door was a small Cineplex. Sarah remarked, "I've never heard of this
place?"

"I discovered it right after we moved here. The management takes great
pride in their place and keep it looking good. They specialize in second
run films, so the cost is low. A perfect place to lose yourself for an
afternoon."

"What are we going to see?"

"I'll let you be surprised." Allison approached the ticket booth and bought
the tickets. "Let's go. The show is about to start."

The theatre was a smallish room with a screen at one end and an aisle down
the middle. They sat in the back row with Sarah to Allison's left, in the
corner. Sarah draped her shawl across her lap. The lights went down and the
previews started. After the previews, "Doc Hollywood" started. Allison
loved Michael J. Fox and Sarah could use the distraction.

About the time the girl rose up, naked, out of the pond, Allison slid her
hand under the shawl and Sarah's dress to slide a finger along Sarah's
exposed slit. She shuddered but said nothing. In fact, Sarah slumped down a
bit and opened her legs wider to allow Allison more access. She kept Sarah
pleasantly buzzed all the while they laughed and had fun with the
movie. Someone even "shushed" them when they got too loud.

Allison's mom was waiting for them when they came out of the theatre. All
the way home, Sarah regaled her with the tale of their day;
window-shopping, the jewelry store, lunch, the movie.

"So you had a nice day, Sarah?"

"Yes, Mrs. White. A most excellent day."

Mrs. White was glad that Sarah seemed to be back to her usual self. She
caught Allison's eye in the rear-view mirror and smiled. Hopefully it
wouldn't set her back when her parents got back tomorrow and they tried to
find out what had happened at school Friday.

Dinner with Allison's parents went well. Sarah repeated her stories for
Allison's dad, carefully edited. On the way back to Sarah's house she even
let Allison hold her hand, fingers intertwined. Standing on the porch,
Sarah turned to Allison, tears running down her cheeks, "Thank you for
today. I enjoyed it very much. I needed it, too. I love you very much."

Allison kissed her love's tears away, "You are quite welcome, my Lady. I
love you, too. I enjoyed pleasuring you, but the day is not over yet. There
is more to come. I will meet you up in your room in a minute. I need to
lock up and let Mom know we got home."

When Allison got upstairs, she stopped and hung up her dress before going
into Sarah's room. She found Sarah sitting on the edge of her bed, dressed
in Allison's pajama top. "I hope you don't mind. It feels good on my skin."

"No problem, Love. It hasn't been cold enough to need it yet. Besides,
sleeping next to you is a warming experience anyway. You have a 'hot bod',
literally and figuratively." She lit the candle Sarah kept in the room,
rose scented this time.

Sarah turned a bright red and punched Allison's arm lightly, "Stop it! I
hate it when you make me blush like that."

"Yes, but you're so cute when you do."

"...am not."

"...are too."

Sarah jumped up and hugged Allison tightly, "I know I said this just a few
minutes ago, but I really do appreciate what you did for me today. I love
you." She drew Allison's face down and kissed her softly, sensitively.

"You're welcome, darling. That's what friends and lovers are for." Picking
up the comb and brush, Allison slid over to the far side of the bed and
motioned for Sarah to sit in front of her. "Now, my Lady, let me do your
hair," she said, slipping back into character.

Sarah sat down on the edge, close enough to be comfortable. Allison
hesitated a moment. Sarah was the center of her universe and she hoped
Sarah believed it. Right now, Allison wasn't sure. Relationships are
50%-50%. She wanted Sarah to be able to take whatever she needed or wanted
tonight, even if she couldn't give. Allison wanted to engage all five
senses to give Sarah unimaginable pleasure .

Allison started to take out the French braid she'd put in Sarah's hair
earlier. Using her fingers, Allison combed through Sarah's hair, making
sure there were no tangles and massaged her scalp too. Picking up the comb
and starting at the ends, Allison combed Sarah's hair out. Starting with
short strokes and lengthening only when she was sure there were no
tangles. Fifty long, slow strokes from scalp to ends, lovingly
applied. Occasionally, Allison would lean in and nibble Sarah's ear or
nuzzle her neck while she combed.

After fifty strokes with the comb, Allison started fifty more strokes on
Sarah's hair with the brush. The sensuality of the action was
palpable. Sarah was already shivering with mini-orgasms. In addition to
biting Sarah's earlobe, Allison would whisper in her ear or blow
softly. When she was done, Sarah's hair was shining and she was totally
pliable. Pulling Sarah back to her, Allison reached across, drew Sarah's
chin around, and kissed her deeply, completely. Their tongues dueled as the
kiss lengthened.

"Swing around and lie back for me, please, my Lady." Sarah laid back
without saying anything. It was obvious that she was in a state of
bliss. Allison straddled Sarah's recumbent form, approximately
clit-to-clit. She bent over and started kissing Sarah's chest above the top
button of the pajama top. Using her teeth and fingers, Allison unbuttoned
each of the buttons of the top. Continuing to kiss and lick her skin,
Allison would occasionally travel back up to kiss Sarah and let her taste
herself on Allison's mouth and tongue.

When she reached Sarah's belly button, Allison made sure it was squeaky
clean. Sarah giggled a bit and grabbed the sheets; Allison knew she was
ticklish there. Folding back the left side of the top, Allison kissed and
licked up to her breast. She worshiped all around the nipple and aureole,
without touching them. Sarah whimpered a little and twisted, trying to get
Allison to kiss her nipple. Continuing up to Sarah's neck, Allison nibbled
on her ear some more and whispered, "I love you too."

When she kissed Sarah to get from one side of her face to the other, Sarah
sucked in Allison's tongue and wouldn't let go. Finally, Allison could
proceed to the other ear and make love to it. She whispered, "You are my
sunshine, the center of my universe. Take what you need tonight, fill
yourself with my love." She kissed down Sarah's collarbone. Flipping aside
the right side of the top, Alison repeated the treatment back down to
Sarah's belly button. She tried to use her hands to direct Allison to her
nipple, but Allison took a hand in each of hers and held them down by
Sarah's sides.

Allison finally kissed one nipple to diamond hardness while twirling the
other between her thumb and forefinger. Switching back and forth several
times, Allison made sure each breast got sufficient attention. Then she
gently bit one nipple while pulling on the other. Sarah came, hard. Her
back arched so high, it almost threw Allison off.

Letting Sarah calm a bit, Allison kissed her and stroked her hair. Not
wanting to let her get too mellow, Allison started at Sarah's belly button
after a minute or so. Kissing and tonguing down to just above her pussy,
Allison started down the outside of Sarah's leg. Pausing to caress the
inside of her knee, Sarah could only moan with pleasure. Allison's next
stop was Sarah's foot. Caressing the soles of her feet and between her
toes, Allison started up the inside of the leg.

Pausing again to caress the inside of Sarah's knee, Allison spent minutes
on the inside of her thigh. Moving up to kiss her, Allison repeated the
process on the other leg. Sarah almost constantly moaned or whispered
Allison's name. She twisted and turned as her orgasm approached
again. Approaching Sarah's belly button again, Allison made sure it was
still squeaky clean. Rising up to kiss her, Allison ran a finger along
Sarah's labia, spreading her lubrication. She ran the same finger along her
own slit, commingling their scents.

Allison brought the finger up to let Sarah sample the scents. Then she let
her taste them. Sarah sucked on Allison's finger hungrily. Sucking on a
nipple, Allison slipped her finger between Sarah's labia. Making sure she
was well lubricated, Allison inserted her finger deeply into Sarah's tight
passage. A second finger took Sarah over the edge into another orgasm. Her
cunt gripped Allison's finger tightly and wouldn't let them go.

Not letting Sarah come down, Allison continued to plunge her fingers in and
out of her pussy, occasionally drawing them up over her clit. Establishing
a plateau, Allison kept Sarah there. Slowing if she got too close to
another orgasm, speeding up if it seemed like she was calming. Moving down,
Allison continued to tweak Sarah's nipples with one hand, finger her with
the other, and started tonguing her clit, occasionally using her teeth on
the nether lips. Sarah pleaded with Allison to let her cum. Another orgasm
broke over Sarah.

Allison continued to take Sarah on a roller coaster, with ever-higher peaks
and shallower valleys. It wasn't long before Sarah was experiencing an
almost continuous orgasm. As pleasure approached pain, and Sarah started to
push her away, Allison knew it was time. Taking Sarah's clit gently in her
teeth and vibrating it with her tongue, Allison tweaked a nipple with one
hand. Continuing to plunge her fingers in and out of Sarah's super-tight
vagina, Allison forced her thumb past Sarah's anus. Bending almost in two
with a last super orgasm. Sarah passed out. Her pussy continued to grip her
fingers.

The sheets were soaked with sweat and their girl-cum. Taking a minute to
rest, Allison got up and retrieved a couple of towels from the
bathroom. Drying herself off, Allison spread out the coverlet on the floor,
and the pillows too. She gently picked up Sarah's passive form and lovingly
slipped off the soaked top before drying her too. Laying Sarah down,
Allison stripped the sheets off the bed and threw them in the hallway
rather than change them tonight, along with the towels and the top. Making
a mental note to do the wash before Sarah's parents got home; Allison lay
down beside Sarah, and drew up the blanket. Carefully wrapping her arms
around Sarah, so as to not chafe her still sensitive skin, Allison fell
into a deep, satisfied sleep. Sarah continued to shiver from the
aftershocks of her last orgasm.

Some time later, Sarah woke up. The bed felt strange until she realized
they were lying on the floor. The last thing Sarah remembered was the world
whiting out when an orgasm broke over her. Allison was cuddled up behind
her. Cuddling in tighter, Sarah whispered, "I love you so much," and went
back to sleep. She would never forget this day.



My thanks, again, to Jym for his wonderful story upon which Sarah and
Allison are based. And to our Lady Jan, for allowing me to turn a writing
exercise into something the readers enjoy. And to the readers who have
passed along their comments. You give me the incentive to continue. If you
have any questions or story ideas, please pass them along too.


-Donal




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