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orgasm. She was sure right about her hips and legs though. I was trying to lap from her vagina, which was releasing a pretty steady flow of pussy juice, and using my fingers to continue lightly pinching her hood, but her hips were bucking and wriggling making it difficult for me to keep up with her. Her fists were pounding the pallet and her legs were as all over the place as her hips, but true to her word, she was nearly silent except for some tensely controlled and quiet grunts. Finally, on one of her upswings, I slipped my head down and stuck my tongue up her asshole.
"Umph!" she grunted a little louder, her hips hovering in the air and seeming to pivot on my tongue. She grunted several more times, her back completely arched off the pallet, touching earth with only her shoulders and feet, and I just kept driving my tongue into her quivering bottom over and over despite the rigid tension in her butt cheeks. Finally, she just collapsed panting so heavily that I was scared for her for a few moments. I cradled her head and shoulders against my breasts, until she had her breathing under control. She pulled away from me, lying on her back her arms lying outstretched and her legs as well, like she was making a snow angel. "You... stuck... your... tongue... up... my... butt!" She panted out one word at a time.
"Well, it seemed like a really good idea at the time." I said softly, "No one ever did that to you before?" She shook her head dramatically from side to side. "You see dear, with the right timing, it can greatly heighten the effect of an orgasm."
"No shit!" she gasped.
I shrugged, "Thankfully there were no feces involved," I quipped in agreement, wondering if she was angry or what, so I asked, "Are you mad at me for doing that to you?"
"God no!" she said, getting better under control by the second now, "But it was so, so fantastically unexpected! And wow, did it work! That orgasm was bigger than every other orgasm I ever had - all put together!" She looked a little fearfully at me, "That was so big, it was a little scary!" Then she smiled, "I guess Im a lesbian and never had a clue, well, clues maybe, but I sure wouldnt admit it. I do now though," she giggled, "Im so down on men right now anyway, the idea isnt bothering me a bit."
"What say we get under the covers, do a little laid back kissing and maybe feel each other up until we come again, and then go to sleep?" Amber agreed and thats just what we did.
Lauren was driving home with a great deal more care than was normal for her. Today was Friday, and her vacation had just started. She was taking no chances on missing her evening flight to New Orleans. It would be, she hoped a vacation she would long
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remember. Traffic was unusually heavy and she soon realized she would be hard pressed to make her flight.
She reached her home without incident and hurried inside. Collecting her bags, she said a fond farewell to her pets, left instructions for their care with her roommate and raced off to the airport. Traffic was worse than it had been on the way in and she was running late by the time she reached the airport parking lot. Check in was jammed with people trying to make their flights and she found herself having to run to make it to her gate.
It was only after she was seated in her assigned seat with a drink in her hand and the plane in level flight that she relaxed enough to begin to think again. This was going to be so much fun, she had never been to New Orleans. She had read a lot about the fabled city, and was enchanted with its air of romance and mystery. Her hotel was right in the middle of the quarter and she had devoured all the literature sent by the Chamber of Commerce.
Even more exciting to her than the city was the prospect of meeting Roxanne. They had met in a chat room devoted to battlefaeries, an online game. Lauren had spent the better part of a year, coaxing, cajoling and patiently waiting to finally convince the shy woman to meet in person. She had only obtained a tentative promise, with a warning that she might chicken out. Still the prospect of finally meeting was a nice one. Her feelings for Roxanne were deep, but confusing. They were alike in many ways, but there was something else there that she could not put her finger on. An undercurrent of something she could ill define was there of that she was sure. Perhaps, she admitted she wasnt ready to deal with what that undercurrent might be. She dozed on the flight, waking with an indistinct memory of a pleasant dream
The plane touched down smoothly and began to taxi towards the terminal, Lauren felt herself beginning to become excited, she was finally here! The plane glided smoothly to a stop and she gathered her carry on bag from the overhead compartment. The line moved slowly down the aisle and she was ready to get off the plane. Without the air conditioner it was becoming stuffy. Or was she just getting nervous? She couldnt tell.
When she reached the end of the tunnel she looked around expectantly, no one in the crowd of waiting friends and relatives looked like the pictures she had seen of Roxanne. She felt a deep disappointment, but tried to tell herself that with all the new security measures Roxanne might not have been able to make it to her gate. Lauren made her way to baggage claim, again scanning the crowd, but she saw no one familiar in the milling faces. By the time she reached the main concourse she was sure that her
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