Cute Girls

May/December Romance Ch. 04

Lori awoke with sunlight streaming into her bedroom. Still groggy, she took stock of her situation. The first and most important thing she noticed was a female hand cupping her breast and a definitely female form snuggled into her back and their legs intertwined. Her warm breath was on her back. With a sudden flash of insight, the events of the last couple of days came back to her. Yes… Karen, the body belonged to Karen; sweet, sweet Karen; Karen with the delicious pussy, pert breasts, and seemingly boundless enthusiasm for sexual discovery. Delicious memories of the last few days flooded Lori”s thoughts.

Lori”s revelry was interrupted by the overwhelming urge to pee. She slowly slid out of Karen”s soft embrace so as to not awaken her and padded across the soft, carpeted floor towards the bathroom. As she wiped, Lori noticed that she was just ever so slightly tender from Karen”s energetic service of her pussy the previous evening. Mmmm… yes, she does have potential, she thought. While Lori had initiated more than a few women to the mysteries of woman to woman love and the darker world of BDSM, she couldn”t recall ever encountering one that she was so taken with. Certainly she had never encountered one that seemed so naturally talented for both areas of her sexuality.

Feeling the incessant need for caffeine, Lori brushed her teeth and made her way to the kitchen and soon had coffee brewing. While sipping her first cup of the morning Lori made a full appraisal of the recent events and began to finalize the plans she had considered the previous day. Lori is a planner, a result of her type A personality. “Plan the work and work the plan,” was her professional motto and it extended to many parts of her personal life as well. Just as she was finalizing a checklist of items to take care of for her future plans with Karen, the object of her thoughts came bounding naked out of the bedroom. Lori couldn”t help but marvel at her youthful energy. The wonders of youth, she thought.

“Good morning Ma”am,” she said.

“Good morning little one, it seems like you rested well,” Lori, replied.

“Mmmmm… Yes ma”am, I loved sleeping with you, it was wonderful,” Karen replied.

“How are you feeling today?” Lori asked.

“I feel great, thank you Ma”am. I do have one problem that I need your help with though.”

“What”s that?” she asked.

“I fell asleep with the large plug in and now I can”t get it out and I really need to get it out if you know what I mean,” Karen stated, a slight grimace on her face.

Lori giggled and said, “Yes, I know what you mean. The lube just dried overnight and its locked in place. Just try using a little lube around your asshole and it should come out. Call me if you need some help, I”ll be in here. I think you have had enough of the large plug, why don”t you give yourself a rest for a while. After all, we don”t want you to get too stretched, do we?” she said.

Lori went to retrieve the Sunday paper and had just settled in with a fresh cup of coffee when she heard a rather loud, relieved groan come from the general direction of the master bathroom. She couldn”t help but be amused by Karen”s predicament and the resulting vocal demonstration of her relief upon resolving the issue.

Lori scanned the front page as she heard the shower being turned on in the bathroom. She quickly decided her mind wasn”t into the paper and got up to go join Karen in the shower. Karen was pleasantly surprised when she felt Lori body slide in beside her. Lori”s shorter, more compact body pressed up against her lanky frame and she felt Lori”s arms reach around her to cup her buttocks.

“MMmmm, you feel so good,” Karen commented.

“Is your ass sore?” Lori asked.

“Yes, a little tender, but a good sore. You know what I mean?” she replied.

“Yes, I think I do. You probably over did it with leaving the large plug in overnight. You probably should lay off them for a few days,” Lori stated, a slight smile adorning her face.

“If you say so Ma”am, but I have gotten used to the plugs, and I like the way they make me feel connected to you, even when we are apart,” she replied.

“Well, its not like we have been apart all that much for the last couple of days. We have been practically joined at the hip,” she said as she picked up the bar of soap and began to run it over the exposed tight flesh of Karen”s body.

Karen giggled and said, “Yea, isn”t it”s been great and I know the realities of life are about to take over. This weekend has been more wonderful than I could ever explain to you. I can”t help but wonder how I”m going to make it through the week without you. I know Greg and the kids will be home this afternoon and I need to get out of here.”

“We have some time, before then, to be together,” Lori said, continuing to wash Karen, her slippery hands rubbing across her taut, smallish breasts and feeling the hard nipples pressing into her palms.

Karen gasped as she absorbed the sensations of her hands on her sensitive breasts. “I can”t believe how easily you can turn me on Lori. I”ve never been like this before. It”s like I”m constantly turned on when I”m with you. Sometimes I feel like I could cum just from the way you look at me.”

“Do you want to cum now?” Lori asked.

“It wouldn”t take much for me to cum. Your hands feel so good on my skin. I can feel myself dripping,” Karen replied.

“Oh really? Let”s see.” Lori slid her hand down to Karen”s bare pussy and felt the slippery juices mixing with the shower water. Lori slid her finger into the cleft of her wet labia and found her clit. A few quick strokes with her finger tip left Karen moaning with pleasure.

“Cum for me,” she whispered. Seconds later Karen cried out, her screams echoing in the enclosed space of the shower. Lori felt the younger woman”s legs buckle as the orgasm washed over her and had to hold onto her to keep her from falling.

Lori looked at Karen, an amazed expression on her face as she struggled to regain her composure. Karen”s legs again locked into place and Lori was able to release her grip that had kept her from falling.

“I never… I”ve never… cum that fast before,” she gasped, the surprise still evident in her voice.

“Maybe you have learned something else about yourself, eh? Maybe you are capable of much more than you had ever thought possible. Hopefully this is just one of many things you have yet to learn about yourself and your sexuality,” Lori replied.

“Yes Ma”am, I hope so,” Karen said, still somewhat startled.

“We”re going to be running out of hot water soon. Why don”t you help me wash. No more playing for now. I don”t really want to take a cold shower. We need to talk and make some plans. We”ll do that after our shower,” Lori stated, somewhat authoritatively.

“Yes Ma”am,” Karen replied, with a certain degree of disappointment in her voice. Karen took over the soap and washed Lori, her hands still lingering occasionally of her more erogenous areas. Lori languished in the feeling of her young lover”s hands as they moved across her sensitive body, especially her breasts, ass, and pussy. They washed each other”s hair with fragrant shampoo and finished rinsing just as the hot water heater gave out. The first blast of luke-warm water was enough to motivate the two women to shut off the water and exit the steamy shower in search of towels.

They dried each other, teasingly, like two kids romping after a bath. Lori couldn”t help but marvel at the childish feelings she had with Karen. It was if she was being transported back in time to a more care free time in her life when the stresses of her professional life and family did not exist. In some ways it provided a relief, a way to vent the stresses that could sometimes seem so overwhelming.

Lori delivered a lingering, smoldering kiss on Karen”s luscious lips and said, “Let”s go talk, OK?” Karen merely nodded in agreement.

Lori took Karen”s hand and led her out of the bathroom. She saw the rumpled sheets on the bed and she flashed back to the memories of the torrid sex they had shared there last night. She was tempted to pull her onto that bed and try to relieve some of that passion, but her rational, mature side took over and she continued her journey to the living room. She needed a more neutral space for this discussion.

They settled on the couch and snuggled in together. Lori threw her around the slender yet muscular shoulders of the taller woman and Karen placed her head on the offered shoulder of her older lover. They shared this tender position for a few moments while Lori gathered her thoughts. Finally she launched into the discussion she had been considering for the last day.

“Karen, just listen to me for now. I have very strong feeling for you and I think you do for me as well. We both know this and have discussed it. Also, as we have discussed before, this is complicated by the fact that I am married to Greg. While Greg and I have shared others lovers in our lives since shortly after we met, they have never been anyone who I felt as intensely about as I do about you. I have never felt the kind of intense intimacy that I do with you. While I have felt love for many of my lovers, it has been the type of love you feel with an intimate friend. I guess what I am trying to say is that this is all new to me and I need to work out some things in my own life to make room for you. I”m not saying that won”t happen. I”m just not sure how all this is going to work out. A lot of it will depend on Greg. I don”t feel that Greg will be threatened by you in any way. I think a lot of this may come down to what sort of chemistry that you and Greg will have together. Needless to say, Greg and I will need to have a long discussion about you when he gets home. Do you understand all this?” Lori said, taking a deep breath and allowing Karen to respond.

“Yes Ma”am, I understand perfectly,” she replied.

“OK good, as for now lets make a few tentative plans for how we will proceed from here in the short term. You have told me that you have no firm plans for next weekend. I”d like you to plan on going away with me next weekend. Don”t worry about packing a lot, just a few personal items like your tooth brush. I don”t think you will need a lot in the way of clothes.

Karen giggled upon here that, but Lori kept going, “I still need to work out some details for what I have in mind. It”s a surprise, so you shouldn”t expect a lot of details. I will say one thing and that is the weekend will be dedicated to exploring and testing yourself sexually and as a sub.”

“Mmmm, that sounds good to me,” she replied as Lori stopped for a moment to catch her breath.

“Before you agree so readily, let me say that your limits will be tested very thoroughly. It may be the most exhaustive experience of your life. When I say exhaustive I mean not only physically but emotionally and mentally as well. Does that scare you little one?” Lori asked.

“Hmmmm… Yes Ma”am, I suppose it does, but at the same time it excites me. I have never been afraid of a challenge. Well… not too much anyway.”

“OK, good. If he agrees, I plan on Greg joining us for part of the weekend, but not all of it. I need some time alone with you. Do you agree with that?” she asked.

“Yes Ma”am, we have talked about him joining us, or I should say me joining the two of you, and I would be happy to share myself with him if that pleases you.”

“Spoken like a true submissive,” Lori said as she planted a kiss on the top of Karen”s head.

“Well, there a couple of reasons for him to be there that I won”t go into now. I will say that I think it”s absolutely necessary in order to determine if there is the chemistry between you two that I mentioned before. We know that you and I have that sexual and emotional chemistry. The missing ingredient is Greg. That”s what we have to determine before we can figure out where all of this is going.”

“I can understand that Ma”am. Now that you mention it, it makes a lot of sense actually,” Karen replied.

“OK, good. I”m glad you see that. Now here is what I want you to do. You”re going to leave this afternoon and go back home. When you do, I want you to email me your class schedule. I expect you to work your ass off on your school work this week. I know that you are probably behind on some things after spending the weekend with me and I don”t want you to be further behind after taking next weekend off.”

“Yes Ma”am, I was actually a little bit ahead on most of work. Now that I have someone like you looking over my shoulder, so to speak, I”m sure I will be highly motivated to get what I need done,” Karen said.

“OK, that”s good, but I won”t let our relationship cause a slip in your performance. Is that clearly understood?” Lori asked.

“Yes Ma”am, crystal clear,” she replied.

“We will have an opportunity to see each other a few times this week to prepare a few things for next weekend. However, I don”t expect that we will have an opportunity to play. At least for now, the only time we will be able to share together will be on weekends. Is that understood and accepted?” Lori asked.

“Yes Ma”am, it”s actually more than I could ever hope for. I”m sure I will miss you during the week, but if I can at least see you it will help. Can I make a request?” she asked somewhat emotionally.

“Yes, go ahead,” Lori replied.

“Can I use the plugs when I”m away from you? I think it will help me feel like I”m still connected, if that makes any sense.”

“Yes, I think that would be OK, as long as you don”t overdo it like you did last night. The large plug should only be used for short periods of time, no more than a couple of hours. The small and medium plugs can be used for longer periods of time,” Lori replied.

“OK, I can do that Ma”am, thank you,” she said.

“Finally, one more thing, you are not allowed to masturbate this week. I want you to be ready for me next weekend. I expect to see some self-discipline from you and an example of your ability of self-control. Is that understood?”

“Yes Ma”am,” Karen said, casting her eyes down. “It will be very hard for me, but I will do as you wish. I know that I will be constantly thinking about everything I experienced with you this weekend and anticipating everything yet to be explored next weekend. I know I will be constantly aroused by these thoughts and memories,” she said.

“I realize that. This is as much of a test of your ability to follow directions as it is my desire for you to be ready for me next weekend. Can I trust you to follow my directions?” Lori asked.

“Ohhh yes Ma”am, it would kill me to displease you,” she replied.

Lori couldn”t help but be amazed at how naturally submissive this young woman was. Her response was without thought, and without consideration. It simply flowed from as if it was part of her.

“OK good, now that we have that out of the way there is one more thing. We need to go run an errand together this week. It would be better if it was early as possible. Can you meet me between classes tomorrow?” Lori asked.

“Yes Ma”am, would lunch time be good for you. I don”t have a class until 3:00 in the afternoon on Monday afternoons.”

“Hmmm… let me see.” I picked up my PDA lying on the coffee table and quickly checked my schedule for a forgotten lunch or early afternoon meeting. Seeing none, I said, “Yes that will work. I will give you an address where I will meet you tomorrow at noon. We can get a bite to eat afterwards. I”ll take a long lunch.”

“OK, that”s all for now. Do you have anything else you want to add little one?”

“No Ma”am, except that I think I like you calling me “little one,” it makes me feel so warm inside. I”m really looking forward to this, more than you can ever know. I feel more alive right now than I think I ever have, and definitely more loved,” Karen said, looking up adoringly into Lori”s eyes.

“I”m glad to hear that little one, I hope you always feel that way and it just grows with time,” Lori replied. Lori felt, and heard, Karen”s stomach growl and looking at the clock and noticing it was almost noon, decided it was time for something to eat. “Do you think you can manage to whip us up some breakfast while I make some phone calls?” she asked.

“Yes Ma”am, it would be my pleasure to cook for you,” she replied.

“Ok, get with it. I”ll be in the office if you can”t find anything. Just come ask,” she replied.

Lori kissed her young lover and pulled her up from the couch, sending her to the kitchen. She gave her ass a swat as she sent her off, which resulted in a warm, if not slightly lusty, smile from Karen.

Upon reaching her home office, Lori retrieved her private phone book which was reserved for “lifestyle” friends. First she called Sharon and Ken. They were long time swinging friends that were also deeply into the BDSM lifestyle. They were careful to keep the two lifestyles separate, as many swingers could not appreciate their BDSM activities. They made a few discrete exceptions to this rule in the case of friends such as Lori who shared an interest in both lifestyles. Ken is a very talented and experienced Dom and Sharon is his very submissive partner. They have a weekend cabin that is very extensively outfitted as a BDSM “play pen,” as they call it. Greg and Lori had been invited up to their cabin for a few play parties that included several other dual lifestyle couples such as themselves. While these parties were more swinger type parties, it did allow for some mild D/s play for those among the attendees that were BDSM oriented.

After punching a few buttons, Lori heard Sharon”s voice come on the line. She quickly explained the situation with Karen and asked if they had plans for the cabin the following weekend. Sharon replied that they were not planning on going to the cabin, that they had family obligations the next weekend. Lori asked if she might be able to borrow it for the weekend. Sharon replied that she didn”t think that would be a problem but that she would need to clear it with “Master.”

Lori heard Sharon calling Ken and soon heard his voice on the phone. After recounting the story of a novice sub that she was planning to train and the request to borrow the cabin, Ken quickly agreed. Lori realized that Ken seemed somewhat surprised and pleased at the request. He knew of Lori”s past involvement in the BDSM lifestyle but other than occasionally “borrowing” a sub at one of his, or similar parties that she had been out of it for some time. Lori realized that Ken was honestly excited to hear that she was getting back into the lifestyle to some degree. In addition, most Doms are excited about the prospect of a new sub. Lori made sure to leave the unstated prospect of Ken “borrowing” her new sub at one of his future parties hanging out there, as further motivation for his cooperation. Her description of Karen was the final nail that was needed to seal the deal.

Ken made arrangements to meet Lori in order to get her a set of keys to the cabin. He said he would be looking forward to hearing more about the new sub and the details of her training. It was clear he hoped to voyeuristically share in Lori”s excitement from training this new sub. Lori was happy to do so for such a good and cooperative friend.

After saying her goodbyes and picked up the phone again she called her friend Misti. Misti, another long time lifestyle friend, owned one of the most exclusive lingerie stores in the area. In addition to lingerie, she carried a wide range of sex toys. Her clientele included most of the folks from the swinging and BDSM communities in the surrounding area. The prices of her products were a bit high, but not unreasonably so. More importantly, the quality was impeccable. Misti always claimed that she wouldn”t sell anything that she wouldn”t use. Lori was totally confident in Misti”s statement that she had “tested” most of the products that she sold. Misti also had a very talented seamstress named Susan that did custom work and alterations. Susan and her husband were also active in the lifestyle.

Lori called her at the shop and was pleased when she heard Misti answer the phone. Lori explained what she wanted and that it was to be “custom work” and that she needed it by Friday. Lori went on to state that she understood that they didn”t normally do rush work of this type but was hoping that they might be able to accommodate her. After asking a few questions, and taking some notes, Misti said that she would call her seamstress and get back to Lori in a few minutes. She indicated that they might be able to work something out.

The phone range five minutes later. Misti said that she had talked to her seamstress and that they could in fact accommodate her request as long as they were able to get in for a fitting the following day. Lori was pleased with this and said that she had already made arrangements to be there at noon and asked if that was acceptable. Misti said that would be perfect and said she would be looking forward to seeing her and Lori”s new “friend.” Lori thanked her and said that she owed both her and Susan a big favor and wouldn”t forget about it. Misti giggled and said that she would make sure that she and Susan were repaid. After exchanging small talk for a few minutes they said goodbye and Lori hung up.

Karen couldn”t help but reflect on what she might have gotten herself into. Misti and Susan were aggressive bisexual women that loved nothing more than “double teaming” another woman at a swing party. Lori had observed this on more than a few occasions but had never actually been in the middle of a Misti/Susan sandwich. She had been with both women individually at parties, however, and had always enjoyed these encounters. Lori heard the clattering of dishes and smelled the odor of bacon coming from the kitchen and decided to go investigate Karen”s progress. As she did so her thoughts went back to Susan and Misti and couldn”t help but think that there were worse ways to pay back a favor then being between these two very sexy women.

Lori secretly watched Karen in the kitchen. She was a blur of activity. She was amused by the way her ass peaked out of the apron that she had found. Karen”s hard nipples and nicely rounded breasts also made an attractive dent in the front of apron. “Goddess help me, I am so turned on by her,” she thought.

“Is breakfast about ready,” Lori asked, startling Karen.

“Yes Ma”am, please have a seat. How would you like your eggs.”

“Over medium please,” She replied.

Karen had prepared a feast. Bacon, biscuits, orange juice, and hash browns covered the table as well as butter and jelly for the biscuits. A plate with Lori”s eggs suddenly appeared before her. She felt her own stomach rumble as she started to load her plate as she made a mental note to spend an extra hour in the gym as payback for all that she was about to eat. Karen stood next to her, watching as she dove into the items on the table.

Lori noticed her and realized she was waiting permission to eat. She said, “Sit down and eat little one.”

“Yes Ma”am, I was just waiting to see if there was anything else I could get you.”

“No, I am fine, go ahead and eat. I don”t think I need for you to wait on me right now,” she replied, giggling.

Karen voraciously dove into her meal, her hunger obvious as she ate with gusto. Lori laughed to herself, thinking how you could always tell a woman that loved to fuck by the way she ate.

After fulfilling their need for nurioushment, Lori helped Karen clean up the kitchen and load the dishwasher. Noting the time on the wall clock, she said, “It will soon be time for you to leave. Before you go, I want to grant you one wish. What is it that you desire most to help carry you through the week before we can play again?” she asked.

“Whatever pleases you Ma”am,” she replied.

“That”s not what I asked little one, I want to know what would please you. You have earned a reward. You should take it graciously and tell me what it is that desire,” Lori said rather formally.

“Ahhhh… yes Ma”am… would you… I mean… ahhhh… would you whip me please… and then… uhhhh… use me for your pleasure like you did last night?” she said stumbling over her own tongue.

“Is that what you really want, or what you think I thin I want?” Lori asked.

“No Ma”am, it”s what I want,” she replied.

“Very well, follow me,” Lori instructed.

Lori took her to the bedroom and opened her toy drawer. She quickly had Karen equipped with ankle and wrist cuffs. She positioned her in the middle of the room and attached her wrist cuffs to a rope that she managed to loop over a hook in the ceiling that Karen had not noticed before. The long rope dangled in front of her and she couldn”t help but wonder what it was for. Working quickly Lori attached a spreader bar to her ankle cuffs, leaving her standing with her legs spread wide, her ass and pussy exposed to the cool air. Karen felt the gathering juices in her pussy as she was being quickly and effectively bound. Finally, Lori took the rope and pulled on it, causing Karen”s arms to rise towards the ceiling. She looped the rope around the spreader bar and pulled hard, causing Karen to rise up on her toes. Tying a quick knot, Karen was left exposed, her arms raised, legs spread, her weight on her toes.

Karen had never felt so helpless and exposed. A growing sense of fear built inside her. “What had she gotten herself into,” she thought. The fear seemed to evolve into something else inside her, excitement and arousal. She struggled to calm herself and trust her Mistress as she knew she must. Her Mistress? She had said it, at least to herself. Even in her current state she realized she liked the sound of it. Yes, she wanted Lori as her Mistress, to serve her as her sub, her slave if she would have her.

Karen”s reverie was interrupted by a swooshing sound and the feel of the flogger on her back. Lori began to slowly and lightly cover her body with strokes of the flogger. It seemed to sensitize her skin like a caress. The strokes came harder and quicker until Karen was gasping as each stroke landed, causing her body to take on a nice pinkish hue. She welcomed the caress of the flogger, reveling in its caress as they became firmer and firmer. The strokes of the flogger created a hunger in her for more. The hunger was like something she had never felt before. As the strokes came harder, pain came with them. After overcoming her initial fear of the pain she began to welcome it, almost wallow in it. There was something comforting in it. Karen began to feel herself float even as she felt, as if from a distance, the muscles in her calves begin to cramp from bearing the weight of her body.

Karen heard herself groan, almost unconsciously as the flogger landed on her bare breasts. Her nipples felt like they were on fire as the straps of the lash landed across their turgid surface.

Lori recognized Karen beginning to fall into the embrace of subspace. “It”s so easy for her,” she thought. “If I had been able to find it so easily, would I have ever given up being a sub,” she wondered. In some ways Lori was almost jealous of Karen. Lori took those feeling and harnessed them to put back into her efforts with her young sub.

Through the gathering haze of subspace Karen felt something new, different. The strokes raining down on her were now different. Lori had laid down the flogger and picked up a crop. Karen was somehow able to recognize the sharp bite of the crop as Lori expertly worked it over the most sensitive parts of her body. Karen felt it land on the exposed surface of her back and belly, the inside of her thighs, around the circumference of her breasts. The fire within her grew, taking the pain and pleasure like gasoline, fueling her passion. Karen was long past the point where pain and pleasure were distinctly different. It was all the same.

Lori listened to Karen”s groans as they grew to screams, glad the house was far enough away from neighbors to cause a problem. She realized she could gag her, but she so loved to hear those cries of passion, pain, and ultimately… release. She did so love to hear those sounds from a sub, especially when she was the source of them. The control over Karen was like an aphrodisiac to her. It fueled her own inner fires and the cries were like a catalyst for those fires.

Lori played Karen like a musical instrument. She knew that she could make her cum anytime she wanted, if cum was the right word. She realized that it would be more intense than a mere orgasm, and more devastating in its intensity.

Lori decided that Karen was as far into subspace as she cared to take her. As if through a thick fog Karen heard her words, “Cum for me now little one.”

Lori directed the blows of the crop to Karen”s pussy and nipples, alternating her target so that they could not be anticipated. The flat leather tip of the crop repeatedly landed on her labia, clit, and nipples. The blows of the crop were accompanied by a wet splat as they landed on her labia. Karen”s pussy was releasing a steady stream of juice that flowed down her legs and dripped to form a pool on the carpet below.

Her Mistress”s words and the directed blows of the crop were too much for the impassioned sub. She exploded, her screams echoing off the walls. Her body trembled and shuddered as electric bolts flowed through her. It was too much for her fevered mind to take and she slumped in her bonds, her legs giving out.

Lori rushed to her sub and quickly pulled the slip not on the rope that had kept her suspended through the session. She slumped into her arms and she gently lowered her to the floor. Working quickly, she removed the rope, cuffs, and spreader bar. Kneeling next to the exhausted Karen, she waited patiently and watched as she recovered and floated back out of subspace. Karen”s body was covered in a fine sheen of perspiration and her pussy continued to drip. Her ragged breath slowly began to come back to normal. Her eyes were open but had a distant focus.

Finally, after several minutes she blinked and moved her head slightly. Her eyes focused on Lori and she smiled. “Thank you Mistress,” she gasped through a mouth parched by her recent vocal excesses.

“You”re welcome little one. Can you get up now?” Lori asked.

“I think so, maybe with a little help,” she said.

Lori helped to her feet, her legs still wobbly. “Rubber band” legs she thought, amused. She helped Karen to the bed and after getting her there went for a glass of water. Holding Karen”s head up, she put the glass to her lips and helped her drink. She cautioned her to drink slowly but made sure she drank the whole glass knowing that she was slightly dehydrated from her efforts.

“Rest, just rest little one,” Lori said soothingly and lovingly. Lori had put her own needs on a back burner for the moment, realizing that the needs of her sub came first.

She felt a huge degree of tenderness for the young woman she held to her breast. She again was astonished by the intensity of her emotions. To some degree she had fought against them, unwilling to admit to herself the depth of feeling she had for this girl. Perhaps the intensity of this most recent session had allowed those feeling to break out of the bottle in which Lori had kept them. They lay like this for several minutes. Lori was caught up in her thoughts while Karen recovered and sank deeper in the tenderness of the embrace she shared with her Mistress. Karen felt so much at peace with herself, partly the result of her recent trip to subspace, partly the result of the intense orgasm, but mostly due to the love she felt for her Mistress. She suddenly realized that she was connected to someone in a way she had always sought. She had sought to be owned and cared for in a way she had never recognized. The totality of this feeling was more than she had ever anticipated. This feeling seemed to wrap her like a warm blanket.

Karen roused from reverie and said, “Ma”am, may I please you now?”

“If you feel up to it,” Lori replied.

“Yes Ma”am I would like that, if you would. How would you like me to please you?”

“Just make love to me Karen, soft and slow and tender for now, I will let you know when I want more,” she replied to her young lover.

Karen, if nothing else, was very capable of following instructions. Her mouth and fingers moved slowly and tenderly over Lori. Their lingering kisses re-stoked Lori”s fires. The kisses on her neck and ears enflamed her further. By the time Karen”s mouth reached her breasts she was an inferno. Lori fought to keep from rushing Karen. The delicate caresses were too sweet to be rushed.

When she felt Karen”s soft lips grazing across the inside of her thighs it was as if she had melted into a pool of liquid lava. Her patience long since exhausted, Lori pulled her young lover”s head to her pussy and moaned, “Make me cum.”

That was all Karen needed to hear and she attacked the older woman”s flowing pussy with pent up passion. She sucked up the juices pooled inside her chasm and engorged labia and lashed out with her tongue across the exposed tip of her clit. Lori gasped as she felt the energetic attack on her pussy.

The feeling of one, then two fingers sliding deep into her pussy and seeking out her G-spot was accompanied by the sensation of a tongue taking up a steady tempo against the tip of her clit. Karen”s fingers began to saw in and out of her pussy. The wet slurping sounds keeping time with the stroke of her finger fucking her. Lori felt her orgasm approaching fast like an oncoming train. She didn”t fight it.

She came with a loud groan. It wasn”t the monster orgasm she usually strived for, but it served to quell the urgent need she felt. It would suffice until she was able to build to the larger cum that she soon hoped would overwhelm her. Lori did not squirt as she did with her bigger cums, but she did produce a sizeable gush of liquid that Karen readily lapped from around her still pistoning fingers. Karen did not slow down, merely backed off on her aggressive licking of her clit until it became a little less sensitive.

Lori felt her tight pussy stretching and expanding as a third finger slid inside. Lori slowed the pace of her fingers, rather concentrating on massaging her G-spot as she knew she enjoyed. Her tongue flicked her hood piercing as she managed to slide her other hand to the tight pucker of Lori”s ass. Lori groaned her approval as a finger began to rim the opening of her ass, gathering up the juices that had leaked there before slowly starting to slide within.

Lori”s hips began to hump wildly against her mouth and fingers. She was losing control. Lori”s fingers grasped her nipple piercings, tugging them harshly as that sensation added to the growing cacophony of stimuli. She clamped down with her pussy on the fingers buried deep there. A second slim finger joined its predecessor in her ass and she groaned at the increased fullness.

Karen”s lipped sealed over her clit, sucking on it as the tip of her tongue danced over its head. Lori was on the edge waiting for the final push to take over into the bliss of release. This was a place she dearly loved. The moment of “almost orgasm” that in some ways was as sweet as the orgasm itself. She struggled to stay there, unwilling to give up its embrace. She floated in that world of intense pleasure. She felt all the sensations; her fingers on her nipples, the insistent pace of the tongue and suckling lips on her clit, the pressure on her G-spot, the fullness in her pussy, and the sawing motion of the fingers in her ass. It all merged into one glowing ball of intense pleasure and sensation. She balanced on the edge of release, needing only one last tiny bit of a push to send her over into the joyous oblivion of her orgasm.

That final push came in the form of Karen nibbling on her clit. That was all it took and the pent up volcano of her orgasm rushed to the surface and exploded. Lori, cried out her release in a way that Karen had become accustomed to. Karen, having become familiar with the intensity of her orgasms was ready for it. She quickly withdrew her fingers from Lori”s pussy and sealed her mouth over it to suck up her eruption. Her young lover got more than she had hoped for. Lori”s body quivered through her orgasm and her thighs clenched tight around Karen”s head, trapping her in place. The force of her squirting orgasm surprised Karen and she struggled to swallow the cyprine fluid as it filled her mouth. Her fingers were likewise trapped deep in Lori”s ass as her ass clenched tight around them.

After several strong squirts they slowed to a stop and Lori”s thighs loosened around her head. Karen was able to come up for air, gasping and choking. Lori was a rag doll draped across the bed as she struggled to recover from the intense orgasm.

Lori”s eyes finally focused and she saw Karen kneeling beside her, lovingly stroking her hair. The smile on Karen”s face told her all she needed to know. The sub was very proud of herself for providing the kind of pleasure her Mistress had just experienced. As the fog cleared in Lori”s pleasure ravaged head she thought, “Pride is not usually a good thing in a sub, but in this case I think it may be justified.”

Lori pulled Karen down next to her and they cuddled and spooned as they languished in the intimacy of their post-sex embrace. Lori felt herself starting to doze when the phone next to the bed rang. She answered it. It was Greg, calling to inform her that he and kids were on the way home and would be there in about two hours. After hanging up, Lori realized that she needed to get up and get moving. She had things to do before they got home, not least of which was to get Karen on her way. She decided there was definitely time to share a shower. As she got up, pulling Karen up with her, she took one look at the bed and seeing the huge wet spot there, giggled and decided that changing the sheets was something she needed to add to the list.

Karen followed her in silence to the bathroom. They both knew the meaning of the phone call. Their weekend of sharing and exploration was over. It was time to go back to the real world that these walls had sheltered them from for the last few days. That is, until the next time.

Their shower was tender, intimate, and largely silent as they shared their last few minutes together. Both seemed caught up in thoughts of the separation that they would both soon suffer. That is, until the next time, they both thought. That seemed to be the eternal spring of hope they shared, until next time.

Karen donned her clothes that she had arrived in, and had shed, what seemed like such a long time ago. Meanwhile, Lori straightened up the bedroom that looked exactly what it had become over the last few days, a passion pit. She put away the toys, directing Karen to take the ones that needed to be cleaned to the bathroom sink. The others were returned to their hiding place. Karen helped as she stripped the bed and she sent her to the laundry room with the linens that smelled as if they had witnessed a lesbian orgy. “Not a bad description actually” Lori thought.

Karen returned and they worked together in silence and quickly had the bed remade and the bedroom looking presentable. Lori dug around in a closet and found a small carryon bag that Karen could use to transport her anal plugs. She threw in an almost new tube of lube as an after thought and her analytical mind added it to her mental shopping list. She also threw in a business card on which she had written a personal email address and cell phone number.

After completing their chores they looked at each other, both seemingly afraid to speak first. They came together in a hug that soon grew into a mild necking session. The murmured expressions of love and caring to each other as they did so.

Lori finally spoke, “You need to go on and get out of here before we get started again.”

“I know, it”s just hard to say goodbye,” Karen replied.

“I feel the same way, but I have to pull myself together and think about what I”m going to tell Greg. I need some time. Besides, it”s not goodbye, it”s just until next time.”

“Yea, you”re right, until next time,” Karen repeated like a mantra.

With that they kissed a final time and Karen departed. Lori went to the laundry room to start the load of sheets. While she did, she tried to wrap her mind around what she was going to tell Greg. It wasn”t as if she felt guilty. Their relationship wasn”t the type to allow for guilt. At least not guilt about sex. Lori was a bit unsure of whether she felt guilty because of her feelings for Karen. “What were those feeling anyway?” she thought. Love? Did she love this girl? She pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind with an admonishment that it was to early to tell. Besides, she needed to focus on Greg now.

Lori had gone to her bedroom and opened a window, hoping to allow it to air out somewhat. It definitely smelled of sex. She threw on some casual clothes and was just finishing doing so when she heard the front door open and her family come tumbling in the door. She went to join them and they all ran past her, shouting hurried greetings, as they moved towards bathrooms after their long road trip.

“Real life returns,” Lori thought.

To be continued.

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