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Foreign Affair, Part Two
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FOREIGN AFFAIR ( Part Two)
by Ann Douglas
(AnnD@Pipeline.Com)
"It seems like you've done this before." Amanda said as
their tongues caressed each other.
Finally the kiss ended and the two women separated,
each stepping back about a foot. Mariko reached out and
placed her outstretched hand on Amanda's large breast.
Running it across the blonde's blue dress, she stopped when she
reached the large nipple. Her smile grew with wider as she
found it already hard.
"I guess they're a little larger than You're use to."
Amanda grinned.
Cupping both of Amanda's breasts, Mariko stepped
closer and kissed the exposed flesh of each one. Then she
lifted
her head higher and kissed Amanda's lips again.
This time, Amanda was ready and returned the kiss with
all of the passion she could. She pulled the older woman
against her, so that their breasts pressed against each other.
As
her tongue again explored the inner reaches of Mariko's mouth,
Amanda slid her hand down the Japanese woman's back and
then pulled up her dress. Then continuing downward, her hand
slipped beneath the elastic of Mariko's panties and finally
came
to a rest on her smooth buttocks. Amanda squeezed the soft
flesh and was rewarded by a small sign from Mariko.
They stood there a few minutes, holding each other
tightly. Then Mariko motioned for Amanda to follow her into
another room. Taking hold of Mariko's offered hand, Amanda
willingly followed.
Entering one of the side room, Amanda found herself
confronted by a bathroom of immense proportions. In the
center of the room was a large tub, big enough to easily fit
four
people. Next to the wall length vanity stool a large glass
enclosed shower, with water nozzles on all three of the
interior
walls. All in all, the bath was larger than Amanda's bedroom
back home.
Letting go of Amanda's hand, the older woman began to
disrobe. Her bright green dress soon draped a small stool
against the wall, and her panties quickly followed.
Amanda couldn't help but be impressed. Whatever her
age, Mariko was in excellent shape. Her breasts, though small,
were round and firm, capped by small brown nipples. Her skin
was smooth and hairless, even the area around her womanhood
was nearly bare.
Suddenly feeling a little awkward, Amanda quickly
followed Mariko's example and dropped her clothes onto
another chair. She knew Mariko's eyes were riveted on her as
she reached behind and undid the latch of her bra. One hand
held her 38d bra against her breasts as the straps came undone.
Then with an erotic slowness, she let the heavy material also
fall
to the floor. The sudden freedom from constraint caused
Amanda's breasts to bounce, much to Mariko's vocal delight.
Next came the thin white panties, revealing a hairy
blonde bush. Amanda always preferred to let her hair grow
wild in that region, as a mark of independence. From the
reaction in Mariko's eyes, she could tell that the Japanese
woman also approved.
Standing naked on the smooth tile floor, Amanda
rubbed her large breasts, bringing circulation back to them as
well as causing the nipples to harden even more. She had
always been proud of her breasts and spent at least an hour a
day working out.
Mariko moved to Amanda and ran her hands all over the
taller woman's body. The immense smile on her face made
words unnecessary. She stoked each breast with girlish joy.
Then moved down to the curly mound of blonde hair. She was
fascinated by it's size. She looked down at her own sparse
mound and looked a little disappointed.
"No, its beautiful." Amanda said with a smile as she
reached down and stroked the Oriental woman's pearl."
Mariko's smile returned and she took Amanda's hand
and led her to the large shower on the far side of the room.
Once inside, Mariko closed the glass doors and hit a bright
green button on a wall panel. In response, all three shower
heads came alive, sending a warm drizzle all over the two
women. From a small shelf in the corner, Mariko produced a
bar of soap and began to massage Amanda's back with it.
Normally, Amanda preferred to be the aggressor in a
situation, but this time she felt different. Mariko's small
hands
felt so good as they moved up and down her back that she was
content to just follow where ever the dark haired woman led.
Finishing with Amanda's back, Mariko reached around and
began to cover her breasts with soap. Her laughter filled the
small chamber as she played with the large globes. Then she
slid her hands down to the hairy bush and covered that as well
with a soapy lather. She slid her soapy finger inside Amanda,
quickly following it with a second. Then she began to slowly
pump the fingers in and out.
Amanda turned around to give Mariko better access to
her charms. Now face to face, Mariko wasted no time in
bringing her mouth to Amanda's melon sized tits. Her tongue
outlined the large nipples as her fingers reentered Amanda.
Then she began to suck in earnest, bringing a small squeal of
exuberance from Amanda. As her fingers glided faster and
faster in and out of the American woman, Mariko tried to take
more and more of Amanda's breast into her mouth. The water
from the overhead showers continued to cover their bodies,
washing away the growing scent of girlsex.
Amanda braced herself against two poles build into the
shower wall, wondering if they had been installed there for
exactly this purpose. The lithe Japanese woman continued to
slide her fingers in and out of Amanda's now dripping cunt.
With each thrust of her hand, a new wave of delight swept
through Amanda's body. Finally, having had her fill of
suckling
at the American's large breasts, Mariko moved her attention to
between her legs, replacing her cum covered fingers with her
soft probing tongue.
The soft touch of the woman's tongue proved electric as
Amanda spread her legs wider to give her greater access. If it
weren't for the handgrips on the wall she'd fall flat on her
ass.
Like a surgical instrument, Mariko's tongue covered every inch
of Amanda's inner walls. The waves of delight now crested at
more than twice the previous level as spasms racked Amanda's
body.
"God, this woman is fantastic!" Amanda thought to
herself. "No way this is her first time." She continued,
remembering former lovers who had a lifetime of lesbian sex
behind them, yet still had nothing near Mariko skill with her
tongue.
Continuing her onslaught on Amanda's sex, Mariko slid
a soapy finger into the blonde's anus. Lubricated by the soap
and water, it slid in easily and it wasn't long before she was
finger-fucking Amanda's ass as furiously as she had her pussy.
"Eat me!" Amanda yelled as yet another spasm roared
through her. "Suck my pussy!"
She didn't know if the Japanese woman comprehended a
word she said, but the intent was certainly understood.
Mariko
doubled her efforts and it wasn't long before Amanda felt
herself on the threshold of an incredible orgasm.
Letting go of her handholds, she grabbed the back of the
Japanese woman's head and pulled her deeper within her. Just
in time to receive an eruption of cum. Mariko scooped it up
with her tongue as fast as she could, but so intense was
Amanda's climax that she couldn't keep up.
Amanda meanwhile was totally lost in estacy, grinding
her cunt into the Japanese woman's face. She didn't care if
she
suffocated, as long as she continued to delight her with that
magic tongue for just a few more seconds.
Finally, she began to regain control of her shaking body
and she eased off a little. Panting, she leaned against the
tile
wall. Mariko slowing removed herself from between Amanda's
legs. She also removed her fingers from both Amanda's ass and
her own pussy, which she had been masturbating as well.
Rising to her feet, she kissed Amanda hard. The
American loved tasting her own cum on another woman's
tongue and sucked it deep within her. It had been one of the
most dynamic climaxes of her life. She couldn't wait to return
the favor.
Surprisingly, Mariko hit another button on the panel and
the torrid of water abruptly stopped. She slid the glass doors
open and led Amanda out of the shower. Handing Amanda a
towel. she quickly dried herself off. Then she motioned the
blonde to follow her into yet another room.
The third room turned out to be a bedroom, as large and
expensively furnished as the other rooms. In the center was a
large oval bed, covered with red satin sheets. Mariko quickly
moved to the center of the bed and invited Amanda to join her.
Sliding up to her, Amanda immediately began to kiss her
small breasts, taking the tiny brown nipple into her mouth. As
she worked on one breast, her nimble hand worked the other.
Then she would switch. Mariko clearly enjoyed the attention,
moaning softly with closed eyes. Amanda moved down the soft
golden body, kissing her way to the small black triangle that
covered Mariko's still wet cunt. Parting the lips with her
fingers, she kissed the small bump of her clitoris. Then she
began to lick the dried cum off it, mixing it with her own
saliva.
She felt a little silly thinking that an Asian woman might've
tasted different. Of course it would be different, not because
she was Asian but because everyone's body chemistry was
different.
Long minutes passed as Amanda worked her own magic
on Mariko's garden. The older woman mimicked Amanda's
earlier actions as she held her by the back of the head and
matched the white woman's rhythm with each thrust of her
pelvis. Every lurch forward was met by Amanda's ready
tongue.
Sweat covered Mariko's body as she began to rock with
a series of mini-orgasms. Amanda was determined to give as
good as she had received. Mariko was shouting something
in rapid fire Japanese. So rapid was her speech, burst of
words
between gasps, that Amanda would've been hard pressed to
understand her if she knew the language.
Finally, with hand motions, she made Amanda
understand that she wanted something in the night table.
Rolling off her, Amanda slid open the draw and reached inside.
Grasping a long slim object, the American lifted it into the
light.
Crafted of a pure white ivory, it couldn't simply be
called a dildo. Ten inches long and two inches thick, it was a
work of art, painstakingly crafted by an artist's hand. Every
line, every vein had been recreated. Amanda had seen a similar
object d'art in a museum. If this was genuine, and there was
no
reason to believe it wasn't, it had to be at least three
hundred
years old
"Is this what you wanted?" She asked as she moved
back to Mariko.
"Hai!" The Japanese woman replied as her eyes opened
wide. "Harigata!"
"All right, what ever makes you happy." Amanda
answered as she gently ran the antique cock over Mariko's
womanhood.
It had been a long time since Amanda had used a dildo
on another woman. She didn't use one herself and few of her
lovers did either. They were usually the province of bisexual
woman who still enjoyed being penetrated.
Smearing the head of the artifact with Mariko's
lubricating cum, Amanda positioned it's head at the entrance of
Mariko's tunnel of love. With a slight motion, she lid the head
of the harigata inward, until it disappeared between the pink
lips. Then she slid it back an inch, before moving it forward
two inches. She repeated the gesture a dozen more times, until
she was sure the Japanese woman was good and lubricated.
Mariko had been calling out words of encouragement,
again in rapid fire Japanese. Amanda knew she was going too
slow, but was afraid that she would hurt the smaller woman.
Then in a quick movement Mariko grabbed the base of the
harigata and pulled it within her.
The cry of joy and look of rapture on her face told
Amanda that she was dealing with one determined lady. So be
it. She grabbed hold of the ivory phallic and began to
frantically
slide it in and out of her host. Amanda never understood other
women's obsession with being fucked. She herself had only one
experience to compare it against almost seven years before.
Watching the volley of emotions running across Mariko's face
as she greeted each new thrust, Amanda wondered if perhaps
she was missing something.
It wasn't long before Mariko's body grew suddenly tense
and her face grew filled with a determination to hold off
orgasm
as long as she could. Amanda increased her powerful thrusts,
having added her tongue to the effort a short time before.
Mariko suddenly let out a loud yell as she gripped the headpost
above her and exploded in a burst of passion. Amanda
continued her efforts, trying to make it last as long as she
could.
It seemed like an eternity, then the room became deadly silent.
Slowly, carefully, Amanda withdrew the harigata. It was
covered she noted with a glossy film, the result of her
efforts.
Unable to resist the temptation, she lifted it to her mouth
like an
ice cream pop and began to lick it clean.
Mariko laid there quietly, her body exhausted. Amanda
lifted herself higher into the bed and snuggled up against her.
The two women embraced and Amanda smiled. It wouldn't
hurt just to lay there for a little while, she thought.
Ann Douglas
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