Alessandra's Awakening: Part 3
by
Alessandra Tamino alessandratamino@yahoo.com
This story depicts sexual interactions between lesbian adults. No minors or adult prudes need read any further. I've been encouraged by the response to the earlier parts to continue this largely confessional tale ... I suppose I should just be honest about it and call it "My Awakening"... Well, here goes.
Part 3
I can hardly describe how I felt, so totally overwhelmed and consumed was I by my sudden and intense transformation from a staid and bored girl to one who was now overcome by an electric excitement and a desperate sexual yearning. Was it really me in the midst of all of this?
I could taste Melissa's cunt juice from Jennifer's full lips and I thought frantically about how I would please her if given the chance. My new mistresses now treated me gently, and they guided me to the middle of their carpeted floor. Jennifer knelt at my head and pulled my arms behind me. She allowed her lovely swollen nipples to brush against my lips but kept me from licking them. It was such torture being teased like this!
Melissa knelt at my feet and used her knees to push apart my legs. She held in her hands the long leather leash which traveled from the ring on the back of my neck collar down through the crack of my ass, up into my wet and swollen slit and through the ring on the collar's front. A good 6 feet of free leash was left and as Melissa tugged on the leash, sending minor spasms of pleasure through my cunt and body, she played with the leash's end, twirling it, then gently brining it down on my stomach.
"Remember, Alessandra" she said, "don't come unless I tell you."
I was nearly out of my mind with frantic desire, and I was somehow reassured by Melissa's use of my name.
Jennifer meanwhile had given me her fingers to lick, the fingers that had just prodded, pumped and caressed Melissa's ass, and I sucked on them greedily with my cunt-like mouth, such a total slut, glorying in the novel scents and flavors. Jennifer had shed her dress and was gloriously naked; her dancer's body was magnificent. I longed to explore every inch of it, to do it the justice of pleasure its beauty deserved.
Then Jennifer bent over my nipples and dribbled her spittle on first one, then the other. She squeezed and massaged my small but firm breasts, causing my nipples to harden and extrude: they were nearly an inch erect, swollen and oh so sensitive. She sucked each gently and licked around the aureole, licked each entire breast (not too difficult given their smallness), and sucked and pulled again on my nipples, driving me nearly crazy. I wanted her to bite them, and to slap them the way Melissa had slapped hers, I wanted my breasts pulled and reddened and pinched and squeezed. Instead she spat on them, hard and lasciviously and I arched my back like an uncontrollable animal.
"Open your mouth, bitch."
I complied, and Jennifer spat directly into my mouth, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 times, and I relished every bit of her juice. She then dribbled a long line of her spittle around my lips and engulfed my mouth with her own in what was to become a long, infinitely long, deep, passionate, tender and galvanizing kiss. I sucked on her tongue and she on mine, I bit her lips, I moved my tongue's tip around her gums and I gave myself up to a most wonderful sensation of sensual love.
Melissa, who was watching keenly, then moved into action: I had in the back of my mind been waiting for her to do something. She urged Jennifer on: "Yes, kiss her my love..." And then she brought the end of the leash down on my wet right breast and nipple: thwat! I moaned into Jennifer's mouth. Thwat! on my left breast. The wetness heightened the sensation of each lash. I knew she must have had a fetish for nipples, and she flogged my hard and engorged ones expertly, teasing them, hurting them, electrifying them and me.
I felt a searing warmth along my neck, and a deep inescribable glow in my stomach; I could bear it no longer, I had to come!
But Melissa sensed it and forbade me: "Not yet, slut!" I moaned and groaned every more loudly into Jennifer's kiss, so totally out of control. Each jolt of the leash on my nipples and breasts sent a current to my cunt which was awash in the juices of extreme arousal.
Jennifer's mouth was so wonderful, a refuge... I held her face with my hands and kissed her fiercely.
Then Melissa brought the leash down hard upon my aching pussy and my ass leapt off the floor. A second time, harder, then a third, and I was bucking in uncontrollable orgasmic contractions, crying out.
Melissa pushed Jennifer away and lay down upon me, her breasts upon my own, her cunt on mine, her lips and mouth kissing where Jennifer left off. We lay like this for minutes. I was totally and deliciously spent.
Then Melissa removed the ankle and wrist restraints, but kept the collar and leash on me, and she and Jennifer led me to their bedroom for a well-deserved rest, and more.....
To be continued...
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