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The Coffee House (Part 1) 3/3
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THE COFFEE HOUSE (Part 1) ELAINE'S STORY CONT'D
Elaine felt Denaria's hot, wide tongue on her buttock as the other woman
slowly licked it from the top of her thigh to her lower back. Elaine
spread her legs about four feet apart, putting her hands the floor for
balance, and looked between her legs at Denaria.
Denaria had removed her own clothes and now sat there kneeling, eyes and
face close to Elaine's ass. Elaine's eyes drank in Denaria's dark brown
skin. Heavy breasts hung in the air as Elaine followed every curve and
crease of her body. Denaria's fat was almost quivering with excitement as
she sensually licked the other buttock, giving Elaine a gorgeous view of
her huge, pendulous breasts.
This time, though, Denaria did not stop at the top of the buttock.
Instead, she led her wet, warm tongue into the crack of Elaine's ass, and
downward until the point of her tongue rested on Elaine's tight sphincter.
Shocked by this new sensation, Elaine fell forward onto her hands and
knees. At once, Denaria applied her tongue to the base of Elaine's vulva,
sending quivers of pleasure from the tips of her nipples down her body and
into her legs. An involuntary moan accompanied Denaria's sloppily wet
excursions between Elaine's anus and vulva.
Consumed with desire, Elaine spun around, lying on her back.
"Lick me. Oh god please, lick me there."
Obliging, Denaria first covered Elaine's vulva with her mouth. Broadly
lapping like some thirsty dog, Denaria coarsely covered Elaine's
glistining vulva with saliva. Soon, though, Denaria was applying her
tongue in little strokes to Elaine's clitoris. Engorged and exposed, it
was sensitive to the extreme.
Now Elaine was really moaning. Unable to help herself, she moaned and
thrashed and was enveloped in sensual pleasure, lost in it, writhing. And
all the while, Denaria's incredible tongue stayed glued to her clitoris.
Soon Elaine climaxed, wave after wave of hot, heavy pleasure washing over
her thighs, buttocks, crotch, breasts. Rolling from one orgasm into
another, she fairly screamed.
Elaine closed her legs, spent. As she came down from her sexual high, she
realized that Denaria was panting hungrily, still unsatisfied. She
pointed to the floor, where Denaria leaned back. Her big breasts
flattened, hanging to the side as the flesh of her torso spread out on the
floor.
Elaine ran her hands up Denaria's legs, pausing a moment to savor the
thick smell of sex. Gingerly she touched Denaria's vulva, causing the
other woman to start and shudder. Soon she was rapidly working her finger
along the length of the heavy woman's clitoris. The flesh of Denaria's
body shook back and forth as she lost herself in Elaine's manipulations.
Grabbing handfuls of fat, Elaine found herself getting worked up again.
Just before Denaria's moaning reached a crescendo, she reached down,
stopping Elaine's hand and looking her in the eye.
"I want to play with something." she revealed, rising off the floor and
going into the bedroom.
Elaine followed, watching Denaria's wide rear end open slightly as she
bent over to take something out of a nightstand drawer. Denaria rolled
onto the bed, revealing her toy to be an odd-shaped vibrator of some kind.
To Elaine's thinking, it seemed a little small. Elaine also noticed
straps on the thing.
As Elaine watched, enraptured, Denaria turned it on, and inserted it
easily into her vagina. As Denaria worked it in and out, Elaine crept
closer, intent on touching her. As quickly as she had begun, Denaria
stopped, pulling Elaine to her and fitting the vibrator around her waist.
"I want you to fuck me." said Denaria. With that, she rolled over,
pressing her breasts into the sheets and exposing her ass. "I want you to
fuck my anus." Elaine was surprised. She didn't think that women of this
persuasion liked that. But it explained the small size of the vibrator.
Viewed in a new context, Elaine was sure it had grown bigger.
Elaine, stepped back from the bed, looking at Denaria spread-eagled,
face-down. Wide, fatty thighs rose, converging in a wide, high ass.
Rolls of fat, not now evident, hung at Denaria's waist. The sides of her
breasts were visible at her sides, under her arms, which were grabbing the
bedposts.
Filled with lust, Elaine dipped her head, burying her face in Elaine's
wide buttocks. She used her hands to press the voluminous flesh closer
around her ears and head, probing with her tongue into the crack,
searching for the anus.
Denaria's husky moans were almost begging, now, so Elaine raised her head
and forced Denaria's legs further apart. Taking the vibrator control from
off the bed, she turned it on. Then she realized why the vibrator seemed
oddly-shaped. A prong from the bottom of it reached down into her own
crotch, the vibration stimulating her clitoris and sending a chorus of
electric thrills through her body.
Elaine forced Denaria's cheeks apart, exposing the dark brown ring of her
anus. Placing the sexually lubricated vibrator against the sphincter,
Elaine began to press down with her hips.
"Yes..." moaned Denaria, almost inarticulate. She raised her buttocks to
meet Elaine's thrust, prodigious flesh slapping against Elaine's hips.
Denaria shrieked "Oh yes! Please..." Elaine began thrusting against
Denaria's body, moving it with each stroke and sending ripples through the
fat of her butt and back.
Elaine reached down around Denaria's waist, forcing both hands downward toward
her vulva. She could barely do it, squeezing Denaria around the middle.
Denaria arched her back, causing her breasts to swing back and forth with
each of Elaine's increasingly frantic strokes.
Elaine's thrusting reached a rapied, frenetic pace. Denaria literally
screamed in pleasure as Elaine's tugging on her clit caused her to climax
again and again. Each orgasm was accompanied by a strong thrust from
Elaine, burying the plastic vibrator deep into Denaria's anus. Soon
Elaine found herself climaxing, brought there by the vibrator's motion and
Denaria's frantic bucking.
Elaine shut the vibrator off, settling on top of Denaria, still inside her
as both women relaxed. It was then that she spied the clock.
"Oh no." she said. "I'm going to be late for work." With dreamy eyes,
Denaria slowly ejected the vibrator from her stretched ass. She rolled
over, spilling Elaine off of her and giving her a quick kiss on the
forehead.
"Let's grab a quick shower." she said, smiling.
Soon they were clean, if disheveled, and very satisfied. They both
climbed back into Denaria's minivan, headed back for Zapp's. There,
Denaria kissed Elaine goodbye, and decided to stay for a few minutes. She
entered the coffee house, ordered a decaf coffee, and sat down.
Looking around, Niel thought the black woman in the corner looked like
someone who was just here an hour ago. No matter, he thought, returning to
his paper. People come, people go.
Parts 2 & 3 of 'Coffee House', Karen's Story and Niel's Story, are
forthcoming....
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