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After examining you for a long moment, she reached out to you, but with
her riding crop, not her hand. The touch of it on your cheek brought a
gasp from you, as the cold leather stroked your skin. The leather was
soft, smooth, more like a lover’s touch than hard hide, as she caressed
you. First the face, then the neck, along the line of your arms, then
down over the corset to your legs. First the calves, then the thighs,
then (to your agony and delight) to the space between your legs. With
a sure, steady hand, she stroked you there, as you writhed and squirmed
with delight and lust. Your could feel yourself running down the
insides of your thighs as she teased, prodded, and caressed you. Then,
with a swift motion, she pulled you to her, grasping the crop in both
hands, using it like a bar to pull your body to hers. Then, after a
deep, wet, searching kiss, she pushed you down to your knees before
her. You looked up at her, loving, adoring, asking with your eyes for
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In your surprise, you could do nothing but open your lips to her. Your
mouths touched, and the touch was electric. Her tongue slid in without
resistance, meeting yours, probing, searching. Her body pressed
against yours, and through your dress and corset you could feel hers,
hard and trim. One arm was wrapped around your waist, the other
stroking your hair. You clutched at her back, devoid of thought,
writhing in her grasp. When she finally raised her head, your eyes
were closed, panting. No mere hint of arousal now: you could feel the
moisture between your legs, demanding, begging for more. After an
instant she retrieved her crop, and led you up the staircase. You
followed behind her by one pace, meek, afraid but far too lost in
desire to resist anything. Up the stairs, down a hall, through a door,
another hall, until you were lost in the maze-like mansion, until
finally you reach a door for which she produces a key. (Who is this
woman, you think, who has keys to a house she does not live in.)

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Kathy’s sensual appetite seemed to exceed even that of Stephanie as she
drove her pelvis against Stephanie’s mouth, impaling the studded surface of
Stephanie’s tongue deep inside her exploding mound. Stephanie’s skill in
sensual games was no match for the torrent of emotions Kathy unleashed during
this, her first incursion into the world of Sapho love. Kathy had fallen
headlong into the sticky, tangled web of desire, and now she wanted her reward
to be an earthquake of sudden, spasmodic passions.

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Kathy’s face flushed as Stephanie moved her slick hands up over her
stomach, her fingers grabbing little tufts of skin and sending waves of
euphoria cascading the length of Kathy’s body. Stephanie’s was a softness
that bespoke another kind of woman altogether, a woman Kathy had never known
existed.

Kathy was overwhelmed by affection as Stephanie ran her oiled hands over
the firm mounds of her breasts. Her breathing became erratic as Stephanie
trapped each of her nipples between her fingers, her tugging and pulling on
the rigid teats filling Kathy with a momentary dizziness as she released yet
another cascade of syrupy lotion into the straw covered field between her
legs. Kathy opened her eyes, her stare that of unashamed affection for
Stephanie.

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Once more Stephanie warmed the aromatic oil in her hands, her palms
dancing along the silky smoothness of Kathy’s exposed calves, her fingers
digging into the supple flesh of Kathy’s thighs, her fingernails repositioned
so as not to poke into the silky flesh her fingers were manipulating. Her
thumbs worked into the crease where Kathy’s legs joined her crotch, their
circular rhythm making Kathy’s hungry cavern yearn for their touch. Careful-
ly, she massaged the expanse of smooth flesh surrounding Kathy’s underbrush, a
finger occasionally trailing into its downy softness and testing the smooth-
ness of Kathy’s pouting, outer lips. She warmed yet another teaspoon of oil
in her palms, her hands massaging the soothing ointment into the thicket
covering Kathy’s womanhood, her ministrations ceasing only when Kathy arched
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“Ummmmm!” Stephanie’s low growl interrupted the scene playing itself
out in Kathy’s mind.

“Why don’t you roll over and let me loosen up your front side too.”

Stephanie had sat back on her haunches, her repositioning allowing Kathy
to roll over without kicking her. Kathy complied with her request tranquilly,
her legs parting as she rolled over, her thighs brushing against Stephanie’s
knees as she repositioned herself on the downy softness of the bed. She
opened her eyes and gazed at her image in the mirror embedded in the ceiling.

Kathy saw her breasts as Stephanie was seeing them, flattened mounds
atop her chest, their tips reaching upward in hopes of being tenderly manipu-
lated and satisfied. She saw how her stomach flattened out when she lay on
her back, the bothersome little paunch now hidden down inside her. She
marvelled at the way her hair cascaded atop the pillow, her ears revealed for
anyone who wanted to suck and nibble on them. She gained a new perspective on
her own womanhood as her eyes beheld the straw covered thatch between her
legs, the little coverlet glistening in the dim light with the minuscule
droplets which had seeped into her little forest. For the first time in
years, Kathy felt good with herself. She felt like she was a prize worthy of
Stephanie’s unsolicited conquest.
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Stephanie’s hands played along Kathy’s sides as Kathy inventoried the
dusty rose hue of the master suite. The king-sized, eiderdown mattress set in
the floor in the center of the room instantly caught her eye. Early morning
sunlight filtered through foggy clerestory windows, illuminating the massive
fireplace on the far wall, it’s hearth an exquisite mural of handmade tiles.
The ebony, satin comforter covering the sunken bed shimmered in the dim glow
of the cafe lights embedded in the ceiling, the reflection of their beams
clearly visible in the mirrored tiles framed into the ceiling over the satiny
coverlet.

Stephanie’s urgings were respectful as she propelled Kathy across the
soft depth of the rose carpet, her hands carefully holding Kathy’s hips as
though they were fragile eggs about to hatch. Reaching the wood inlay on the
step surrounding the sunken bed, Stephanie placed her lips in the nape of Kathy’s neck, her mouth gently sucking at the smooth flesh of Kathy’s
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Holding the snifter in her hand, Kathy walked over to the folding doors
at the back of the living room. Opening one of the panels inward, she saw
that the doors gave way to a wrought iron balcony overlooking a splendid
gazebo. She was just about to walk over to the wood covered enclosure of the
spa overlooking the oriental landscape of the backyard when Stephanie came up
behind her.

“Beautiful sight, under a full moon, at four in the morning; isn’t it?”

“Beautiful,” Kathy’s voice was a croak in her throat, “doesn’t do this
near the justice it deserves.”

“And what’s really relaxing,” Stephanie continued, “is a luscious soak
in the hot tub over there.”

“Yeah,” Kathy replied innocently, “if I’d known I was going to be
exposed to all this tonight, I would have put my swim suit in the car before I
went to work.”

“Swim suits be damned!”

Stephanie’s words echoed in Kathy’s ear as she stepped out from behind
her. Her nakedness took Kathy by surprise, her body an elegant picture that
should have been on the front of a magazine.

Stephanie’s body, Kathy quickly noted, revealed that she spent many
hours under the sun without a stitch of clothing on. There wasn’t a cen-
timeter of pale flesh peaking through the richly bronzed tan which covered
every inch of her smooth flesh. Even her pink nipples had been turned crimson
by the ultra-violet rays of daylight, the areolae providing a reddish-brown
platform for their rich fullness. The richness of Stephanie’s tan was
quaintly offset by the manicured thicket of strawberry hair between her legs,
its hue slightly paler than the windswept mane atop her head.

“Come on, strip out of that horribly confining clothing and join me in
the hot tub.”

Stephanie’s words were thrown over her shoulder as she padded across the
porch and immersed herself in the bubbling warmth filling the tub set flush in
the porch flooring.

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I came in the back door of my town house and was ready to tell
Suzanne that I was home, when I heard giggling coming from the
basement. I walked over to look downstairs and almost fainted!
Suzanne, Carol and Amy were all sitting around on the floor in
various stages of undress. At first I was furious, but then I
decided to watch and listen to what was going on. Amy had the
least on, a skimpy pair of light-blue bikini panties. My daughter
had her jeans on, but nothing else. Carol had on a flannel shirt,
which was unbuttoned, revealing well-developed breasts.

Her friend Amy is a real beauty, with long blonde hair, a great
face and a great body. As I watched, I heard Amy telling the
other two how great it felt to have her breasts touched. She
began lightly touching the undersides of her breasts with the
palms of her hands until her nipples were erect. Then she began
squeezing each one firmly, rubbing especially hard around each
nipple. As she rubbed herself passionately, she urged each girl
to try it. Suzanne was giggling, saying she hoped it would make
them grow, and Carol was just looking on in a daze as she touched
each breast lightly. After about two or three minutes the
giggling stopped and the heavy breathing began. I didn’t know
what to do. I wanted to yell, but I couldn’t.