"All this after only a few hours together one night and then dinner together the next night?"
It wasn't a lover's murmur – it was a question. Janice raised her face and looked up into Lisa's eyes. They were deep, luminous pools, and she felt as though they were pulling and tugging at her, drawing her deep into them. She trembled as a sudden spasm raced through her, and she could feel the hot flush rising to her face. "I love you, Lisa."
She started to surge upward to kiss Lisa, but Lisa put her soft, warm hand on the side of Janice's face and held her as the large, dark eyes kept searching her face, moving fractionally from side to side with a piercing, penetrating look. Then a smile spread across her face and she nodded. "Yes, I believe you do, little darling. You see, you're very young and I was so afraid that you might change your mind…"
"I'll never change my mind. I'll never love anyone else."
Lisa's smile slowly faded as she looked down at Janice, changing to an expression of desire, of torrid, passionate need, and her beauty seemed even more alluring and compelling. Janice felt her knees I trembling as Lisa bent down and kissed her. Her mouth was smooth and fragrant, warm and damp, and Janice could feel the edges of Lisa's teeth against her lips as the sweet, silky, moist touch enveloped her lips. A raging fire seemed to burst to life within her, and an involuntary whimper came from her throat as she opened her lips wide, pressing her tongue against Lisa's teeth. The Lisa's tongue was in her mouth, filling it with the heady taste of her saliva, and Janice dug her fingers into Lisa's back and crushed herself against her love. Lisa was wearing a loose, silky dressing gown, and Janice couldn't feel the strap of a bra across her back. It inflamed her, a fiery tingle racing through her and spreading out through her limbs, and she wormed one of her hands around Lisa and felt for her breasts. She slid her hand into the front of the gown. There was the downy, silky feel of soft skin, then the large, resilient mound was in her hand, naked, and she squeezed it and felt it as she turned her head from side to side, crushing her lips against Lisa's.
Their lips parted, and they looked into each other's eyes. Lisa's eyes were gleaming with a deep fire and her pale cheeks had a touch of color, and Janice was shivering uncontrollably. They turned toward the bed, and one of Lisa's hands slid into Janice's gown and closed over one of her breasts. The sensation of Lisa fondling her breast made her whimper again, and she leaned against Lisa, kissing and lapping at her soft throat. Lisa guided her to the bed and pulled the covers back, and she began taking Janice's robe off her. She was naked under the robe, and she stood motionless and looked up at Lisa's face as she pulled the belt loose, pushed the robe off, and tossed it onto the foot of the bed. A flush spread over Lisa's face as her features became taut and strained with desire, and her soft fingertips caressed Janice's naked body, moving over her stomach and then up to her breasts. "You are very lovely, little darling," she breathed, her voice quivering.
"Take your clothes off, Lisa. I want to see you too."
Lisa untied the belt on her gown, shrugged it off, and tossed it to the foot of the bed. She was even more beautiful than Janice had imagined. The blanched, stark white of her skin was broken only by the rose of her nipples and the triangle of dark, silky hair below her flat stomach. Her waist was tiny, swelling out in smooth curves to her hips and down to her smooth, tapered thighs. The curved mounds of her breasts were large, jutting out from her with only the slightest suggestion of a sag. Janice gasped, quivering and shaking, and threw herself into Lisa's arms again. Lisa kissed her, pulling her toward the bed.
They slid onto the bed and lay on their sides, facing each other. Janice pressed herself against Lisa and their legs laced together, and she slid her hands down Lisa's back and felt her buttocks as Lisa cupped and squeezed hers. Lisa's thigh was against her pussy with a delicious pressure, and she began undulating her hips. The stimulating, exhilarating sensation abruptly escalated, and she began undulating as hard as she could, gripping Lisa's buttocks.
"Slowly, little darling, slowly," Lisa murmured, gently pushing Janice away from her and turning her onto her back. She leaned over her on one elbow, and her thick, black hair fell around Janice's face as she leaned down and kissed her. "You must not be too impetuous," she murmured.
Janice cupped Lisa's breasts and felt them, writhing with the sensations which were racing through her… "I'm burning up for you, Lisa. I've waited for weeks, thinking of you during the day and dreaming of you at night, and I'm burning up for you."
Lisa's lips moved tenderly over her face as she murmured in reply. "And I have thought and dreamed of you, little darling. At the same time I have been so afraid that you would change. That you would find someone else or that you wouldn't want me."
Then Lisa's lips were covering hers again with their sweet, hot, dampness, and Janice felt dizzy from the alluring scent of her body and her perfume as she savored the contact of her body with the smooth, softly curved body by her. She writhed and touch of Lisa's lips and hands making the hungry need swell within her, then Lisa's lips were moving down, across her chin and to her breasts. Lisa's mouth was on her breast, and the fiery sucking sensation sent tendrils of fire racing through her. She clutched at, Lisa's body, feeling and caressing her, and Lisa's lips were moving down again, closer and closer to the yawning emptiness of her need. The suspense and anticipation were almost unbearable as Lisa's hands and mouth moved around on her stomach and thighs, and she spread her thighs wide apart and bowed up off the bed in her driving need to quench the hunger which was raging within her.
Lisa's mouth was on her pussy, her tongue a pressing, excruciatingly ecstatic movement on her vulva and she almost went wild from the sensation. She threw herself against Lisa and pressed her head against the smooth, white thighs. The silky hair between Lisa's thighs was against her lips, and she pushed her head harder against Lisa's thighs, parting them and burrowing between them. The warm dampness was against her face and the heady, heavenly taste was in her mouth, and she felt Lisa's body trembling from the sensation of her lapping tongue as she cupped her thighs, burrowing deeper and lapping harder. A warm comfort enfolded her as Lisa became hers and she felt the shudders racing through Lisa's body. She moved her tongue, searching for the center of sensation, and it rose hard and stiff from its damp nest as she stroked it with her tongue. A wracking spasm raced through Lisa's body and Lisa's hips began moving with a driving rhythm. Janice moved her tongue more rapidly, stroking the small organ as thrills of satisfaction raced through her because of the sensations she was generating in Lisa.
A burst of fire seemed to explode in her, centering between her thighs and racing through her, consuming her. Every muscle in her body tensed, and she threw herself onto her back and clutched her wrist in her teeth to muffle the scream which bubbled from her. Lisa's beautiful body was on the bed beside her, her dark hair covering her lower stomach and thighs as her head moved from side to side and her darting tongue made the raging flames lick ever higher. Janice's hips began to work convulsively as waves of motion raced down through her body from her shoulders, and the skin on her head and face seemed unbearably tight as she was forced deeper and deeper into the swirling, churning pit of sensation. Something snapped, and she began tossing wildly on the bed as she soared to dizzying heights of sensation. Giant, ringing peals seemed to be exploding inside her head as she lurched in spasms, then everything collapsed at once and she slid back down the plane of sensation. Darkness seemed to overwhelm her and she was dimly conscious that Lisa was turning and taking her into her arms.
Lisa knelt over her, straddling her and lowering herself until her vulva was pressing against Janice's venus mound, and her hands slid under Janice's buttocks and lifted her as she began undulating her hips. Janice braced herself and gathered her strength to raise herself and press upward against Lisa's vulva. Lisa panted breathlessly, tossing her head to throw her hair back out of her face, and she looked lovelier than ever in the full stride of her passion, her lips parted, her slanted eyes narrowed with sensation, and her full, resilient breasts tossing from her movements. Janice put her hands on Lisa's thighs and gripped them, pressing herself up as hard as she could, and there was a quick, I shaking smile of gratitude on Lisa's face before the fiery, passionate enjoyment wiped it away and turned her face into a mask of torridly beautiful womanhood being swept to the heights of sexual stimulation. Her eyes closed and she bit her lips, tossing her head back and whimpering, then the muscles in her face began trembling as the tendons stood out in her arms from the strain of holding Janice up from the bed and against her. Muffled moans came from her throat as she tossed her head from side to side, her hair flying wildly, then her teeth bared and she hissed through them as her hips began working in a flurry of motion. Lisa's soul was bared as the ultimate instant of ecstatic love descended over her, and Janice felt her tears bursting through in reaction to the beauty and wonder of the moment. Lisa fell forward on top of her, wrapping her long, white legs around Janice's and gathering Janice into her arms, and Janice buried her face between Lisa's breasts and let the tears flow freely as she lay in the warm comfort of her lover's body.