The Bowl of Words - Suzy & Sandy in Strawberries & Champagne - Episode 2

Suzy

&

Sandy

In

Strawberries and Champagne

By:  D. D. Story

Episode 2

Chapter 2

I’ll Take Desert Any Time

I had left the dress exactly where Sandy had told me too, and was leaving the dressing area, just as two of the women were entering it.  I was forced to slip sideways as was the second of the two ladies since they had walked into the entryway of the dressing area side by side.  Our breasts made contact, and I felt her nipples as they raked across my still erect nipples.  She flashed me a big smile as we slide by each other.  I returned her smile and being still in an aroused and ready state I let my tongue circle my lips for her benefit.  As she returned to walk in a normal fashion, she looked over her should and made a kissing motion to me.  What a great store this was to find.

As I made my way through the store towards the door, I went over to Sandy, and told her that I had left the dresses on the rack and thank her for her wonderful assistance.

Sandy smiled at me and said; “I will have the alterations ready for the next fitting.”

I told her that that would be perfect, and left the store and headed back to my hotel. 

As soon as I was in my room, I slipped out of my cloths, called down to room service for an order of appetizers, fresh strawberries and champagne to be delivered just before Sandy arrived, and then settled into the large tub filled with bubble bath.

I was clad only in a big terry robe that the hotel provides when the waiter arrived from room service.  His eyes never left me as he positioned the table near the large window, which looked out over the city.  I leaned over when I signed the check, and the robe, which was only tied loosely, opened to give him a full view of my naked breast with their erect nipples. 

I was having fun with the tease, so I took my time signing the check.  When he asked if I wanted him to open the champagne; I picked up a strawberry dipped it in the bowl of whipped cream, and took a bit, knowing that my lips were covered with cream, I told him no that I would open it when my girl friend arrived. 

As I licked the cream from my lips, I could see his eye light up, and as I looked down at his crotch, his erection was obvious under his pants.  He left with some hesitance, and for a moment, I was worried that I might have taken the tease too far.

As soon as he was gone, I went into the bedroom of my suite, and slipped out of the terry robe, dabbed some fresh perfume in all of the right places, and slipped into the pale yellow lounging robe that I always bring with me when I travel.  It is very loose fitting and drapes over my breast in folds, which allow for each access should I feel the need to fondle my breast.  The skirt of the gown is floor length, but it is slit, almost to the waist on both sides, and in the front and back.  The gown is actually four panels.  If I walk just right, both my butt and pussy are fully in view as the gown sways.  The slits also serve to allow me easy access to my nether region, for whenever the urge strikes, as it always does when I travel.  I added as simple string of pearls, brushed my hair, and freshened my lipstick and awaited Sandy’s arrival.

I did not have long to wait.  I was standing at the window enjoying the view of the city at night, when there was a light knock at the door to my suite.  I went to the door, and just to be sure, it was not the waiter again, checked the spyglass.  I could see Sandy standing in the hallway with a dress bag held in one hand.  I opened the door, and invited her in.

“Oh my god do you look beautiful” was the greeting that I got as soon as she was inside.  I returned the compliment, took the dress bag from her hand and walked across the room to lie if over the back of a chair, knowing the view that she was receiving of my undulating butt as I walked across the room.

I turned and faced her, and she gave me her approval, with a smile, a mile wide.  “Come, join me in a light snack and some champagne” and with that I walked over to the table by the window, and picked up the iced bottle of bubbly.

I peeled back the foil and the wire and worked the cork loose with a solid pop.  I poured us each a large glass of champagne, and then turned to face Sandy.  She was standing right behind me and I saw that somewhere along the way she had removed her bra for her breast for plainly visible under the lace teddy she still wore.  We crossed arms and drank the first sip out of each other’s glass, and then drank from our own.  I handed Sandy my glass, and told her to sit down on the couch and I would bring the strawberries and whipped cream over to enjoy with the champagne.

When I got to the table, I seductively leaned over so that the top of my gown would drop open to reveal the offering of my breast for my soon to be lover’s pleasure.  Sandy took a berry, and dipped it in the whipped cream and then said: “I want to top your breast with whipped cream and lick them clean.”

“Oh that sounds lovely, let’s enjoy the champagne first, and let it work its magic.”  As I came and sat next to her I told her about the waiter, and she broke out laughing and said; “So that is why there was a waiter standing by the elevators, when I came up.  He smile at me and gave me a wink.”

“The poor boy will probably spend the night in the men’s room just thinking about what we are going to do to each other.”

“Speaking of which!”  Sandy leaned over, picked up a berry, coated it with whipped cream, held it in her lips and offered it to me.  I quickly let my lip surround the balance of the berry as we both sucked our portion of the berry in and then each other’s tongues as we melded together in a long and sensual embrace.  By the time the kiss ended, both of us were naked to the waist, and our breasts were heaving with passion and desire.

Sandy dipped her fingers into the whipped cream, and coated both of my breasts with an ample quantity of the cold sweet cream.  She then kneeled in front of me and began to lick and suck on my left breast until she had totally cleaned it of all of the whipped cream.  She then moved over to my right breast, and repeated the process, as I stroke her hair and held her face tight against my heaving breast.

By the time, she had cleaned both of my breasts of the whipped cream, my legs were wrapped around her waist and my hips were rocking against her breast, one of which was between my legs as I added some of my own sweet nectar to the evening menu.  I was moaning with pure joy as the waves of pleasure flowed through my body.

When my moans and whimpers had subsided, I saw Sandy kneeling before me with a circle of whipped cream around her lips.  I reached up, and pulled her face to me and softly licked the cream from her face. 

After I had all of the cream licked off her face, I whispered into her ear; “Now my love it is time for me to give you pleasure.  You have been the one to bestow the pleasure all day, now it is my turn.  Let’s get naked and go to the bed room.”  I punctuated my statement with a deep and searching kiss, before I released my hold on her head.

Sandy leaned back, still on her knees, pulled the teddy, which was around her waist over her head, and then unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor as she rose and stood before me, giving my first view of her totally naked womanhood.  Her mound and lips were totally free of any hair, and glistened with a fine layer of dew, telling me that she had also experienced an orgasm during our first coupling on the couch.

I held out my hand, and Sandy helped me up off of the couch, and I quickly dropped the flowing shoulder folds of my gown off of my shoulders and let the gown fall to the floor.  I took Sandy’s hand and led her over to the door, where I put the chain on the clasp, and made sure the dead bolt was locked.  On a hunch, I looked out the peephole, and low and behold, there was the shape of another person in the hall outside of the door.

I felt like having some fun, so I took Sandy into my arms and said, loud enough for the person outside of the door the hear,  “Your hard hot nipples feel so wonderful against mine, Let’s take the champagne and strawberries into the bed room, so that I can make a proper desert out of our body.” 

I swear I heard a moan on the other side of the door, as I lead Sandy to the table, where we did pick up the champagne, and the strawberries and whipped cream and head for the bedroom.  I fully intended to make Sandy into a desert to be sampled and savored.

I lay Sandy down on her back, and then using my fingers, scooped dabs of whipped cream from the bowl.  I place a dab on each nipple, then in her naval, and finally after I had her draw her legs up and I positioned a pillow under her butt, I put the coated her naked womanhood with whipped cream, leaving a small mountain of whipped cream atop her love button.  I then selected perfect bite size strawberries and placed one on the top of each mound of whipped Cream after dipping them in to my glass of champagne. 

I then poured us each a fresh glass of champagne, and holding Sandy’s head up helped her take a sip.  After taking a large drink from the glass I then set it down and moved alongside of Sandy on my hands and knees, and let my mouth hover over my first appetizer on my way to the main course.

I let my tongue slowly circle her breast and begin to lick the edges of the whipped cream.  After there was just enough left to support the strawberry, I let my lips slip over the red berry and sucked it into my mouth; rolled it around to savor the taste and then swallowed it.  I then again lowered my face to suck in Sandy’s erect nipple and use my tongue to lick the rest of the whipped cream off of her breast.  I repeated these rituals with her other breast. 

I was positioned so that I was perpendicular to Sandy, and while I savored her whipped creamed breast; she squeezed mine and tugged on my fully erect nipples.

I moved my face lower across her flat tummy and began to lick her navel clean of the offering of whipped cream and strawberry.  This time the berry was larger, and I picked it up with my lips and move upward toward her waiting mouth to offer her a taste of her own fruit topping.  Our lips met, as Sandy let her tongue slip around the strawberry and pop it from my mouth into hers.  After she swallowed the berry, her tongue then again left her mouth and began to clean my face of the cream, which covered it.

After one long and extremely wet kiss, I looked at her and said: Now that I have sampled the appetizers, I want to savor the main course.”  With that, I turned and following my inner desires to pleasure Sandy, I let my tongue and lips lead me toward the special strawberry and the cream covered folds of Sandy’s beautiful sex.

As soon as my tongue made contact with the whipped cream just above her love button, I began to slowly lick and suck in the frothy covering around the perfectly shaped berry atop her little clit.  After I had cleaned a circle around the berry I slowly let my hot cream coated mouth slip over the berry.  As soon as I felt it fully in my mouth, I let my tongue slip under it and scooped it into my mouth knowing full well that my tongue would travel across her fully erect clit.

The effect was instantaneous.  Sandy’s hips rose against my face, and her body began to shake with her climax.  I could hear her moaning and crying for me to suck on her clit and to make love to her.  I was more than happy to respond to her request, and I again lowered my lips to her button, and let my mouth suck on it as my tongue did circles around it, as Sandy’s hips rock and shook with a massive climax.

I had one more desert offering to sample and I released my hold on her pleasure button, and let my tongue travel down between her whipped cream covered lips towards her open and flowing womanhood.  With the first contact of my tongue with her own offering of cream I was treated to two act of pure sexual frenzy from Sandy.  The first being that she grabbed a hold of my legs and pulled me over her face so that my sex was positioned directly over her searching tongue, while at the same time her legs clamped against my head and held me tight to her own sex as her climax freely flowed from her body mixing with whipped cream and making for the most exotic of tastes.

I have no idea how long we stayed in this position, or how many other positions we managed to meld into during the night.  I only know that it was a night full of licking, sucking, crying, moaning and the achievement of full and continual mutual orgasms. 

I awoke in the morning, naked and laying crossways across the bed with only a sheet over me.  The rest of the bed clothes were in a pile on the floor.  As I raised my head, I looked and saw that the table was still next to the bed, that the champagne bottle was face down in the ice bucket, and that the strawberries and whipped cream were all gone.  There was also a note on the table.

I reached over, picked it up, and saw that it was from Sandy.

Suzy,

Thank you so much for last night.  It was truly wonderful and very fulfilling.  I have not met a woman like you in a long time.  Please come to see me whenever you are in the city, as I will always make time to be with you.  I have never been a desert before, but let me tell you it was one of the most sensual and erotic times I have ever experienced.

Love Sandy

P.S.  I will never again be able to eat strawberries without thinking of you and getting wet just thinking of the fun we had.

Sandy had also enclosed a business card for her store, along with her e-mail address.

As I got out of bed, I realized that I was famished, since all I had had for dinner the night before and been Strawberries and Sandy.  I slowly walked over to the bathroom and after taking care of necessity, I walked out into the living room to retrieve my gown, which was still draped over the back of the couch.  Lying next to it was the dress, which had begun this whole affair.  I saw another note attached to it, which I leaned over and read. 

Remember me when you wear this dress.

I did fix the buttons.

Do not for get to wear the lingerie under the dress. Please consider this as a gift from a lover.

S.

I then walked over to the phone and called room service, and ordered the biggest breakfast that they had on the menu, and then headed back to the bedroom and for a long hot shower before breakfast arrived.  As I stepped into the shower, I wondered how the waiter from the night before had made out that night, and how long he had spent outside of my door, and whether he would deliver my breakfast this morning.

He would be one very disappointed waiter, as this was one very satisfied woman, whom would rather have sex with another woman than a man any day.

Then End

D. D.

The Bowl of Words - Suzy & Sandy in Strawberries and Champagne - Episode 1

Suzy

&

Sandy

In

Strawberries and Champagne

By:  D. D. Story

Episode 1

Chapter 1

Shopping can be so much Fun

I was looking through the display of summer dresses in a small boutique in an upscale section of the city where I often travel for business.  I was looking for something that was alluring yet feminine at the same time.  I selected three dresses that fit what I was looking for and headed for the dressing room.

The only other person in the store, whom I assumed to be the owner, met me there.  She was a stunning woman with long straight hair the color of a raven, deep green eyes and full red lips.  Her figure was also stunning at least the top of her body, which was all that I could see above the counter that she, was standing behind.  She wore a red lace teddy under, which was a very sheer red bra that covered her breast, which was a perfect fit to her body.

When she asked if she could help, I was tempted to tell her, yes she could help me get undressed, as I felt an immediate attraction to her, but I resisted and simply said:  “Yes, I would like to try these dresses on”.

She looked at what I had over my arm and said; “Oh you will look lovely in anyone of those.  If you cannot make up your mind, please call me and I will be more than happy to give you my opinion, or any other help that you me need. By the way my name is Sandy, and I own this boutique.”

“Why thank you, my name is Suzy, and I believe that I may take you up on you offer if you have the time.”

“This is normally a slow time of the day, so I should be able to give you my personal attention.”

“That would be lovely.”

And with that Sandy led me to a dressing room, where I could try on the dresses.  As she came out from behind the counter, I was not disappointed with the appearance of the rest of her body.  She wore a short black skirt, black lace stockings and 5 in spike heels.  As she led me to the dressing rooms, I noticed that the skirt was slit up the one side almost to her waist. As I entered the dressing room, my mind began to wonder about how personal her attention might be.

Images of another time in another dressing room where the storeowner’s attentions became extremely personal and started me on my journey of giving and receiving sexual pleasures from other women, quickly danced before my eyes.

As the door to the dressing room closed behind me, I took in my surroundings and found the dressing room to be more of a sitting room than a dressing room.  There was a small wardrobe for hanging cloths in, a dressing table with a lighted mirror, complete with a selection of lipsticks, blushes and other makeup, a padded wicker lounge chair with a matching ottoman.  Two of the walls were completely mirrored, and the other two contained art prints, including one of two women embracing.

I hung up the three dresses in the wardrobe, and as I slowly began to undress, I could feel myself beginning to get damp as my imagination took over my mind and images of a naked Sandy came into view.  My fingers absently caressed both of my lace-covered breasts and then traced the mound of my pussy through my thin satin panties as I stood transfixed before the wardrobe with visions of Sandy’s naked body stretched out on the chaise mine for the taking.

I continued like this until a lovely little climax flowed through my body ending with a flush of warmth deep in my pussy, and a slight flexing of my weakened knees.  As my senses returned to normal; I selected one of the dresses and slipped it over my head, and buttoned up the top.  The dress had a soft floral print on a coral background and was made of an almost gossamer type material. 

As I stepped over in front of the dressing table and the mirror, I quickly realized that I was going to be putting on quite a show when I stepped out from the dressing room.  I had been wearing a blouse and leather slacks, when I had come into the boutique, and thus I only had on a lacy red bra and a very high cut pair of black bikini panties under the very transparent dress.

I liked the dress and it fit very well, and since the other two were of the same design and size, it was merely a matter of choosing the right color for me to wear.  This gave me the perfect excuse to ask Sandy for her help.  Of course, she might also like to help me pick out the appropriate lingerie to wear under the dress, since I obviously did not have any with me at this time.

I freshened up my makeup and brushed my hair, and then opened the door and stepped out into the Lounge area to which the dressing room opened.

Sandy was seated in a leather wing chair waiting for me, but as she was situated so that she could also view the storefront.  I stood in the doorway and took in the view that greeted me.  Her nipples were plainly erect and pushing out against her teddy, and her short skirt had not only ridden up over her crossed legs, but the slit up the side was opened to reveal the creamy flesh between the top of her stockings and the top of her high cut panties.  I stood for a moment savoring the view, as a fresh wave of warmness began to flow through my body. 

I did not want to startle her, so I let a ring on my hand gently tap on the door handle, before I continued out into the room.  As Sandy turned to face me she uncrossed her legs, which gave me a full view of her satin covered pussy.  Her face lit up with a smile when she saw me in the dress with only bra and panties on under it.  She arose from her chair and with another flash of leg and slowly walked over to me.

“You look beautiful in that dress, it fits you beautifully, but I do believe that we may need to get you some different lingerie to wear under it if you intend to wear it in public.”

I slowly turned in a circle in front of her and said:  “I can think of a number of people whom would just as soon see me wear it like this. But you are right, would you pick me out some lingerie to compliment this dress, and then you can help me decide on which color dress to buy.”

Sandy let her tongue slowly slide across her full lips and said:  “I will be more than happy to pick out lingerie for you, and if you are trying to see if you are having an effect on me, the answer is very definitely yes.”

“That is good, because I think that you are gorgeous. I’ll be waiting for you back in the dressing room.”

As I returned to the dressing room, I already knew that someway somehow I was going to make love to this beautiful woman.  I quickly decided on how she would find me when she came in with the lingerie.

When Sandy knocked and entered the dressing room I was seated at the dressing table wearing the pale yellow version of the dress.

“Oh, I love that color on you, it goes perfectly with your hair.”

“Yes, I like this color the best also, now let me see what you brought for me to wear under it.” And with that I arose from the bench at the dressing table and turned to face Sandy, totally naked under the dress.

I could see Sandy’s face flush, with the sight of me under the transparent material of the dress.  She licked her full lips again, and said:  “Oh yes, that dress is perfect for you it matches your hair and skin tone perfectly.”

She laid her selection of lingerie across the back of the dressing table bench and then came towards me saying:  “Let me check to make sure that the dress fits you perfectly, and that all of the buttons are in the proper position.”

As she stopped in front of me, her hand reached out and began to check the fit of the dress. When her fingers began to test the buttons, I could feel the rush of anticipation, as I waited for the first contact of her fingers on my breast.  Sandy’s eyes never left mine as her fingers moved from my collar area down towards my breast.  She gently tested each button to make sure that it was tight until she came in contact with the button located directly between my now heaving breasts.

“Oh this one seems tighter than the others, let me loosen it some and see if it is more comfortable” 

As she loosened the button, her pinky finger struck out and I felt a finger tip gently rake across my fully erect nipple.  My whole body shuddered at the touch of her finger and I felt as much as heard a moan escape from my body.

“Yes this is better; I will have to adjust that button to allow for when your nipples are erect like they are now.”

With that she continued to check each button on the dress, of which there were many, since the dress buttoned down the front from the collar to the hem.  When her hands reached my hips, she let them slide around my hips to check the fit at the waist, while at the same time caressing my waist and the top of my hips.  By now I was almost shaking with anticipation of what as to come as she continued her check of the dress and the buttons.

We were still face to face, as only her hands and fingertips were checking the dress.  By now our faces were only inches apart, and I know that my lips were parted as were hers, in anticipation of the kiss that we both knew would happen soon, for Sandy’s hands were moving back around my waist to resume her checking of my buttons.

I could feel my tummy fluttering as Sandy’s fingers came ever closer to my soft down covered pussy.  When Sandy reached the top of my mound, I felt a finger slip through the opening between the buttons and at the same moment as her finger came into contact with my pubic hair our lips met in our first kiss.

At almost the first touch of our lips, I felt Sandy’s tongue probing for an opening between my lips.  My lips parted of their own just as my feet were shifting to allow my legs to spread apart to allow Sandy access to whatever part of my body she desired.

Her tongue made its way between my parted lips just as her fingernail gently passed over the tip of my swollen bud of love on its way to my tunnel of sweet nectar.  As her tongue probed deeper into my mouth and began to caress my own tongue, her fingertip found the opening to my womanhood and easily slipped into the hot wet channel.

My knees buckled at the contact.  And as my body dropped lower onto my weekend knees, Sandy’s finger was pushed further into my channel of pleasure.  While her tongue was caressing my own tongue and her finger, which my sex now held prisoner, her other hand began to caress my naked breast through the sheer material of the dress.  The contact with my breast took me over the top and my pent up juices were released, as wave after wave of pleasure flowed down my channel of love to coat my lover’s finger and hand.

As my now convulsing womanhood caressed my lover’s finger, my mouth was sucking deeply on her tongue as my hands were exploring her body caressing her hips and breasts and searching for entry under her clothing to repay her for the pleasure that she was bestowing upon me.

While one hand caressed her lace covered breast the other was squeezing her sating covered cheeks as I pulled her tight against me.  Sandy’s finger had been joined by her thumb, which was now paying special attention to my love bud, as her fingernail traced circles on my inner walls.

My fingers had just found their way under her satin panties when I became aware of a door bell sound in the background.  Sandy broke off the kiss and listened for a moment and uttered a Dam.  She broke all contact and said:  “There are customers in the store, let me check and I will be right back.”  And with a few quick adjustments to her attire, namely to put her breast back under her teddy, she was out the door.

Oh, what a letdown.  I so wanted to repay Sandy for the pleasure that she had just provided me.  I looked at myself in the mirror, and saw a woman whom had just reached a super climax.  My face was flush, and my nipples were still hard and erect.  I could also see that my normally soft down, was matted from moisture, and that my womanhood was red and puffy with arousal.

I was gently caressing my breast through the flimsy material when Sandy re-entered the dressing room.  She came over and gave me a kiss and then said:  “There four women in the store, I know two of them and they will be her for a while, and they will try on cloths.  I’m so sorry, I so wanted to make total love to you.”

“Oh, me too; how late are you open till, I could come back later.”

Sandy looked at me, and said;  “I have a better idea if you are free tonight?”

“To be with you I will be free.”

“I close in two hours. Leave me where you are staying, and leave the dress here.  I will adjust the buttons, and deliver it personally to you hotel room, where you can try it on again to make sure it fits just right.”

“Oh, yes that would be fun.”  And with that I gave Sandy the name of the hotel and my room number.  After another kiss, this time longer and wetter, Sandy left me again to take care of her customers.

As I slowly removed the dress, while as the same time caressing my still aroused body. I wondered if her customers would notice how erect her nipples were, or pick up on the aroused state that Sandy was in when she left the dressing room.

The Bowl of Words - Afternoon Delight - Episode 2

Suzy Q. Stories Trilogy

Afternoon Delight

Episode 2

The thrilling climax, well really it is climaxes, multiple climaxes, from Book 1 Afternoon Delight 

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Kimberly looked up at me, and the look of longing was evident on her face.  “Yes, I would love to have you help me experience those feelings.”

I gave her hand a gentle squeeze, and said.  Let me take this to the counter and wrap it up for you, and then I will close up the shop for the evening.  I have a couple of other pieces of my own that I keep in my office that I also think you will like, then maybe some drinks and dinner followed by a stimulating evening.” 

And with that I released her I stood up and then helped her up to her feet.  I released her hand, picked up the two etchings and took them to the counter.  As I wrapped them up for her, Kimberly wrote me out a check, and after I slipped it into the drawer, I moved around the counter and walked to the front of the shop, locked the door set the alarm and hung the closed sign in it. 

When I got back to the counter, I took Kimberly’s hand and lead her through the curtain, and through the maze that is my stockroom to the door that lead to my office.

I didn’t have to worry about my assistant Samantha being here or disturbing us. Also since I had been on or near the floor most of the day, my office was basically neat and tidy, well as neat and tidy as anyone whom deals in antiques and does research, offices ever is.  There was the normal stack of books and magazines by my computer center, but my desk, chairs and leather couch were free of any piles of books or items today.

My office is almost a mini apartment, and I have spent many a night here when I get wrapped up doing research on a new acquisition, or searching for a piece for a customer. It is large and spacious, the walls are decorated in an alternating pattern of wood and leather covered panels with basswood frames.  There are two large floor to ceiling deep bookcases, and I have added three lighted mirrored display cases.  The main lighting comes from recessed lights in the ceiling with accents done by antique table lamps.  I had a small kitchenette and wet bar concealed in one corner and the other door in the room leads to a full bath which holds both a shower and a wonderful old eagle claw iron tub.

The room holds a number of pieces from my personal collection, many of which are of lesbian love scenes.  There are also two sculptures in the room, both depicting women in the act of making love with another woman.  My assistant, whom is a true lesbian, calls this her torture chamber.  It always turns her on, but I have a rule of never getting involved emotionally or physically with my employees.  It always seems to lead to problems when I have in the past.

I opened the door to my office and still holding Kimberly’s hand, I lead her into the room.  I took the package from hand and laid it on the coffee table in front of the burgundy leather sofa, and moved over to my desk.  I touched the lighting controls and one by one turned on the spotlights that illuminated the artwork hung on the wall.  The main wall held four oils, each one depicting two women in different scenes of lesbian love.  The first show them kissing, the second cuddling, the third laying side by side with their legs entwined, their breast pressed against each other’s and their lips locked in a deep and searching kiss.  The final oil showed two women exploring each other’s womanhood with their mouths.

Kimberly eyes moved from one painting to the next then she looked at me with her face both alive with pleasure and lust.  She turned away, took off her suit coat and laid it over the back of one of the two leather wing chairs that match the sofa.  When she turned back to me, her blouse opened further, as she had undone another button.  Her breasts, caressed and molded by the soft material, her erect nipples, like jewels atop matching crowns. 

I reached behind me and touched two more switches, and the two sculptures were highlighted by their lights.  I heard Kimberly gasp this time as they came into view.  The tall statue showed two women standing together naked and each girl with their hand exploring the other, and the other depicted the same scene as in the last oil.   I again reached behind me and selected one last switch, which closed the blinds on the windows and turned on two soft rose-colored lights above the sofa. 

Kimberly stood next to the sofa; where she was bathed in the soft rose coloring of the lights.  Only her head moved as she looked from one item to the next.  I softly slipped behind her as whispered: Do you like my little gallery of love?”  Her reply was to let her body lean back against me and softly murmured; “They are so beautiful and they are making me very wet.”  I let my hand slid around her waist the move up over the soft material of her top to cup a breast.  Her nipple was hard as a rock and as I caressed it through the material, her hips began to move against me.  I let my lips brush her ear as I asked;  “Would you like to experience what you see before you?”

Kimberly’s replay was a deep moan, and the turning of her head to bring her lips into contact with mine.  Our lips met and immediately opened to allow the others tongue full freedom as our passions quickly mounted in intensity.  As our kiss became deeper, I let my hand slip inside of Kimberly’s blouse, cupping and caressing her naked breast.  Their shape was a perfect fit for my hand, and I could feel the heat radiating from them.

Kimberly turned her body the rest of the way until we were face to face.  Her hips meshed with mine as she ground hers against me.  I reached out with my hands and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and slipped it off her shoulders to reveal her beautiful breast with their hard erect nipples. 

As I was undoing her blouse, Kimberly reached her hands up and released her hair, letting it fall and with a couple of shakes of her head freed her beautiful blonde mane.  I reached up, took of her glasses and set them on the table next to the sofa. 

I moved my lips back to Kimberly and began to plant hot wet kisses on her neck until I found her ear.  I sucked the lobe into my mouth and then let my tongue explore her ear.  Her moans were becoming louder and her hands wound their way through my hair as she twisted and released it as I lavished her ear and neck with hot wet kisses and licks.

Kimberly let out a loud moan and using her hands in my hair moved my head lower towards her breast.  I was eager to make love to them and let my lips lock onto a nipple.  As I began to suck and nip on her nipples, I felt Kimberly’s hands release their hold on my hair and begin to undo my own blouse.  As soon as the buttons were undone, her hands slipped under the material to begin to caress my own breast.  She quickly freed them from their lace covering, and began to kneed them and tug on my own hard nipples.

It did not take long before I was moaning against Kimberly’s breast and I could feel the dampness spreading through my panties.  While I moved from breast to breast, I let my hands slide down and while the left caressed her butt through her skirt, my right hand slipped under her skirt and began to move towards her awaiting sex.

My fingers soon found their mark, assisted by Kimberly’s spreading of her legs to give me easy access.  I found the sheer material of her thong to be as wet as I knew my own was.  I let a finger trace the length of her slit, knowing exactly what she had felt, as she rewarded with a fresh flow of dew, and a shudder that seemed to flow through her body.  I let the same finger slip under the material, and was pleasantly surprised to find her very wet pubic area free of hair. 

My finger sought out to touch and rubbed her clit, then moved down to swollen and moist lips.  My fingertips easily slipped into her tunnel, whose walls were quick to caress kiss, as Kimberly filled my office, with her cries of joy.

 She squeezed her legs together, locking my hand where it was, rocking her hips on my hand and finger as she neared her first of many climaxes that day.  I was eager to help her along, and assisted her by letting my thumb rub her clit through the her slit, while I let the fingers she was holding prisoner move in circles within her. 

I felt Kimberly begin to spasm on my finger and new that she was starting to cum.  Her hands left my breast and held my mouth to her breast as her hips rocked faster and faster on my finger and thumb.  Her body began to shake uncontrollably at the same time that I felt her cum coat my hand and begin to leak out of her.

When she stopped shaking; I slowly removed my finger and brought it up to my lips.  I slowly and deliberately licked it clean, savoring her flavor, and knowing that it would renew her need for more sexual attention.

I stood back from Kimberly, and unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor.  She stepped out of the circle formed by her skirt and blouse and stood there in her thong, nylons and heels, looking delicious and ready to be relished and consumed.  I reached down and undid my pants and worked the skin tight leather pants down and let them fall to the floor, along with my silk blouse and bra, leaving me in my just my very wet pink panties. 

I reached down, slowly pulled them down, exposing my closely cropped blonde pubic hair and pouting lips.  Kimberly dropped to her knees and began to cover my sex with wet hot kisses and licks.  I was already so close to cuming that I moved her head away and moved to the edge of the sofa.  I sat back with my hips at the edge of the cushion and let one leg dangle over the arm.  In a flash, Kimberly was on her knees before me with her head between her legs.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her face tight against me.  He lips and tongue quickly bringing me to a crescendo of pleasure, which quickly had me shaking a rocking against her face.  Within moment’s wave after wave of climax passed through me releasing a torrent of my love juices. 

I know that I surprised Kimberly at first with the force of my climax, but she quickly recovered and greedily tried to capture every delicious drop of my offering.  The actions of her tongue and lips only continued my climax and kept me body shaking and the flow of my juices going.

I opened my eyes, looking down the valley between my breasts,  to be greeted with the sight of Kimberly’s smiling face, glistening with a coating of my juices. When she saw me looking at her she mouthed WOW, and then began to move up towards my face kissing and licking as she came.  When our lips met, I eagerly began to kiss and lick my own juices from Kimberly’s face.  I love the taste of my own juices, and Kimberly had an ample coating on her face.

I still had one leg hooked over the arm of the leather sofa, and Kimberly adjusted her body so that our mounds met.  As we continued to kiss and suck on each other’s tongues, she began to move her hips against me, a sexual activity that I love to engage in.  I adjusted my body, to allow our clits to mesh, and instantly the sensations of our now mutual motions became more intense.  With one more slight adjustment, not only our clits were in contact but our wet pouting lips as well.  I began to move my hips in unison with Kimberly, letting our clits rub against each other’s as our juices blended into potion made from love, shared together by our locked lips.

Kimberly’s covering of my face with hot wet kisses, blended with her moans only added to the sexual aurora that filled the room.  My own moans quickly began to join hers as the actions of our hips became more feverish.  I could feel the hardness of her clit against mine and the sensations were quickly bringing me to another climax.  The final sound I remember before my climax drove me over the brink was the sound of our wet lips rubbing together as juices mixed together to lubricate our sexual union.

I was coaxed back to the real world; by soft gentle kisses, and hands caressing my neck and back.  I opened my eyes to the sight of a smiling face.  I kissed the nipple that was located next to my lips, and heard Kimberly say:  “Please, I need to feel your lips and tongue on my clit!” and with that she lay back on the couch and lifted one long leg up over the back, giving me full and total access to her.

Never one to turn down such a wonderfully delicious offering, I dropped down and began to kiss my way down the leg slung over the back of the couch, starting at her ankle and moving up her leg, covering it with hot wet kisses, lick and nips as I moved ever closer to her moist pouting lips and protruding clit. 

As I got closer, Kimberly’s hips began to move in anticipation of what was to come.  I let my hair brush her clit as I gently blew on it without actually touching it.  My tongue traveled all around her sex, never actually touching it, until Kimberly was crying out my name and begging to be licked and sucked.

When at last I let my tongue snake out and touch her clit, her hips instantly arched upward in search of my tongue and lips.  I let my lips encircle her hard little button and began to suck it into my hot wet mouth.  Kimberly’s body went rigid and then began to shake as my tongue started to flick the tip of her clit as I sucked it deep into my mouth.  I continued my sucking and tonguing as her Kimberly’s body continued to shake below me.

Kimberly cried out for me to put my tongue in her, and pushed my head down with her hands on the top of my head.  My tongue dove deep into her dripping wet slit, where I found my reward in a flood of her sweet juices.  Her nectar was flowing freely and I could not get enough of it.  I let my tongue move in and out of her, as I lapped up her sweet juices. 

Kimberly’s hips were bucking and rocking as I lapped her juices.  Her leg had fallen off the back of the couch, and along with her other leg she held me prisoner with my face buried between her legs.  I must admit that I was a most willing and happy captive.

When Kimberly finally stopped shaking and released my head, I slid my body up over her and again we began to kiss and suck on each other’s tongue.  Kimberly licked my face clean of her juices and then spun me around so that she could reciprocate.

We continued pleasuring each other the rest of the evening, pausing only long enough for a glass of wine along with some cheese and crackers to recharge our engines and the melded back together for another long session of pleasuring each other.

The End

D. D.

The Bowl of Words - Suzy Q. Stories Trilogy - Episode 1

Since there was no clear cut winner in the vote, I have decided that I am going to present the three stories in the Suzy Q. Stories Trilogy in serial format.  The story in the series is called, Suzy & Kimberly in Afternoon Delight.

While this story does not have a chapter break in it, it does leave with a natural break point that I hope will keep all of the readers hanging on edge for next weeks episode.

So with no further delay, From the Suzy Q. Stories Trilogy: Suzy and Kimberly in Afternoon Delight, Episode 1

Suzy

And

Kimberly

Afternoon Delight

By D. D. Story

Sometimes opportunities just present themselves when you least expect it.

Copyright 2004

D. D. Story

All Rights Reserved,

Suzy Q. Stories Publishing

Afternoon Delight

I often stood at the curtain that separates the main display area of my shop from the area that lead to the stockroom and my office. I leave my customers free to browse the contents of my antique shop, only approaching them when it seems that they have found and item of interest or looked as if they had a question.  For the most part most of my customers know what they are looking for, whether it is an addition to their collection or to be given as a gift.

I had been checking on an item in the stockroom when I had heard the bells attached to the door give out their chime.  I had paused at the curtain, and noticed that only one person had entered the shop.  She was facing away from me at the present time, but I was intrigued to see what she looked like.  From my angle, I was presented with the sight of what I knew would be long blonde hair that was tightly wrapped in a bun at the back of her head.  She was wearing a dark blue blazer over a red straight skirt that ended a good 8 inches above her knees.  Her feet were encased in blue high heel shoes with at least 4-inch heels.  I could see no slit at the back of the skirt, so I knew that it must have a side or front slit.  No hint of what was under the suit jacket was visible, The only other features I was sure of was that she was tall and that she wore glasses.

She seemed to be concentrating a group of etchings that I had recently acquired.  I had just put them on display over the weekend, and had already sold two of them.  Beautifully done, but I knew they would have a limited audience, as they all depicted scenes of lesbian lovemaking.  I had no problems with them, and any that did not sell I would add to my personal collection.  I had already removed two from this collection to add to my own.

I decided to move out onto the sales floor and approach her to see if she needed any assistance.  I made some noise as I left the seclusion of the storeroom, so that I would not startle her.  She turned her head to look towards me, but did not put down the etching.  As I got close to her I held out my hand and said:  “Hello, I Suzy, they are lovely aren’t’ they?”

She took my hand and shook it with a firm, yet soft hand, and as her face broke into a very beautiful smile she said: “Hello, I’m Kimberly and yes they are beautiful and so stimulating too!”

She was slow to release my hand and to tell the truth, her touch was electric.  I now could see that she was very attractive, with high cheekbones, a long neck, deep blue eyes, full lips, painted a wonderful bright red to match her skirt.  I could also now see that under the blue suit coat she wore a very soft pink blouse, with a deep plunge, to show off her beautiful cleavage.  Her breast didn’t push against her blouse, instead her blouse seemed to envelop and caress them alluring to both the beauty it concealed and the fact that her breast were not covered by any material other than the soft material of her blouse.

I reluctantly released her hand, as I wanted to the feel of her touch to linger, but I did not want it to be too obvious.  I leaned over to pick up another one of the etchings, knowing full well, that my own silk blouse would fall away from my breast giving her a free view of my breast if she so desired.  Although, I was wearing a  bra, it was made of very sheer lace, and hid very little. 

As I stood back up I glanced at her face, happy to see that her lips were parted and the tip of her tongue was visible at the edge of her wet lips.  Her face broke into a soft simile and here deep blue eyes seemed to sparkle under the lenses of her tortoiseshell frame glasses.

I glanced down at the etching that I had picked out, I held it out to her and said; “I believe that you might find this as equally stimulating as the one you have picked out.” 

The etching that I had handed to her was of a scene of two women standing next to each other, naked to the waist, with erect nipples on their perfectly shaped breast.  Each girl had her hand under the garment that covered the others loins.  Both girls had a look of pure rapture on their face, which made it extremely evident that they both were enjoying the ministrations of the other.

She took the etching from my hand and held the two up side by side.  The one she had picked up show the same two girls locked in a deeply passionate kiss, and was the perfect companion to the one that I had given her to examine.  In fact, they were intended to hang side by side.  As I watch her look, from one etching to the other, I saw her skin deepen in color.  I glanced at her breast, and happily saw, that her nipples were now pushing hard against the soft material of her blouse. I knew that the deepening in color was not from embarrassment, but rather from the warmth of desire building within her.  

I knew that I had made a sale, and I had a feeling that I may have just made a new acquaintance and possible future lover.

I reached out and gently touched her hand, and felt her jump slightly.  “Why don’t we take these over to the viewing area so that you can look at them under proper light, and see if they are what you truly want?”

With that I took the one that I had handed her and turned and walked towards an area of my shop that I use for customers to view special items and also one in which I conduct special negotiations on high priced items.  I also knew that I would be providing an alluring figure as a walked away, for today, I had decided to wear my burgundy skintight leather pants with my red silk blouse on top.  I had burgundy spike heeled shoes on to match the pants that only served to accent my long lean legs. I stand 5’ 7” and weight 125 most days.  My long blonde hair was down and hanging in soft waves.  As I walked away from Kimberly I could feel my nipples pushing on my 34B-lace bra, she, and the images, were definitely having an effect on me.

Kimberly did not hesitate, and followed me towards the viewing area. The area is private in nature, but still open to the general display area. Furnished with a Persian rug on the floor; an antique Victorian love seat covered in soft mauve velvet and a wing chair done in matching fabric.  A mahogany table sits between the love seat and the wing chair.  The ceiling has various types of lighting built into it and I can control the different lights from the panel next to the wing chair.  I also have a small television monitor that allows me to view the display floor, as I am often alone in the shop, and when meeting with a customer in the viewing area, it allows me to view the floor if necessary.  I have decorated the walls of the viewing area with various pieces of art from my own collection.  A lighted glass curio cabinet stands in the corner, which also holds items from my personal collection.

I laid the two etchings side by side on the table and motioned for Kimberly to sit on the love seat as I seated myself in the wing chair.  I asked what type of lighting she would display these under, and she said that she did not know yet.  I selected a soft halogen flood that I most often used for display, and sat back as she looked at the two etchings.  I had been right about the skirt; it had a side slit, which even with her legs tightly together across from me exposed an ample view of her long lean legs. 

“Excuse me, but I should have asked sooner, would you care for a cup of coffee, or tea, or something else to drink. I do have some cold Chablis in the refrigerator in my office, if you would like a glass of wine while you look at the etchings.”

Kimberly looked up at me and smiled: “A glass of wine would go wonderfully with these etchings.”

“That sounds wonderful to me; I’ll be right back.”  With that I arose from the chair and went through the curtain to my office.  I quickly poured two glasses of wine and returned to the display area.  When I got back to where we were sitting, I excused myself as I leaned across in front of Kimberly to set the glass of wine on the side table next to her.  I had not done it conscientiously, but as I leaned across in front of her, my blouse opened up giving her a close up view of my lace-covered breast.

As I once again sat in the wing chair across from her, Kimberly picked up her glass of wine, took a sip and smiled across the rim of the glass at me.  She kept the glass raised and said in a soft voice said; “Here’s to a new friendship and the start of a new collection for me.” I leaned across the table, taped her glass with mine, and took a sip of my wine.  As I leaned back into my chair; Kimberly crossed her legs and the slit on the side opened up until it revealed the lace top of her stockings.  I knew that the action was for my benefit, and I immediately began to feel my nipples harden once again. 

I smiled back at her, let my tongue slowly lick my lips, and asked; “So which of the etchings did you find most stimulating?” 

Without uncrossing her legs, she leaned forward and picked up the one that I knew she would.  Her actions only acted to make her skirt rise higher on her legs while at the same time her own blouse fell open at the top to reveal to me her totally free and beautiful breast.  They looked so beautiful, and I had to resist the urge to reach out and caress them.

She let her hand gently caress the etching of the two girls caressing each other and said this one is so beautifully erotic and stimulating.  I don’t know if it is the etching, the wine, the company or all three, but I want to feel the same feelings that they are feeling in this etching.”

I am not one to turn down such an open invitation, and besides the combination of Kimberly, the etchings and the wine were having the same effect on me.  I glanced at the clock on the wall, and then at the monitor, and saw that the store was empty of any other customers, as I knew it should be.  I was only a half-hour until I normally closed for the day, and I quickly made my decision.

I reached across letting my hand touch her hand and said; “I think that I can help you with experiencing those feelings, if you would truly like to.”

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I bet you already know Kimberly's answer.  Keep your emotions in check, for you only have a week, before you know Kimberly's answer for sure, and the type of help Suzy is more than willing to provide Kimberly.