by I. M Rogue
The sound of running water surrounded us and soon Lisa screamed in a similar way. Just as Britney’s squirting was ending Lisa’s began, shooting several feet further than my own. She screamed overwhelmed as I attempted to maintain control through my own fountain of climax. My body rumbled, stimulation tensing every nerve and sending waves of heaven through me.
For the next thirty seconds the three of us continued squirting thin powerful streams into the lake until one by one we each dried up. Just then Liz sat up straight and fell backwards. I watched her in a drunken haze as she tried to stand and fell over again, splashing into the water. She crawled onto the bank and tried to stand, but tipped over drunkenly. After a moment she was able to struggle to her feet and stagger down the shoreline until disappearing from my sight.
I lay in satisfied euphoria for a moment longer before starting to come back to my senses. My arousal eased, my arms came back to life and I slowly sat up.
“I am soo thirsty” Gina announced crawling into the lake and sucking the water up. Britney followed and soon Lisa and I joined them, crawling in and thirstily drinking while trying to comprehend what had happened.
When I was rehydrated enough I began looking for my bikini and when I found it slipped it on securely. The other girls did the same in silence.
“You won’t believe what happened to me” Elaine stated walking out of the bushes.
“Yes we would” I replied. “That is, if I believe what just happened was real. I mean we all experienced the same thing – right.”
Nobody answered but it was understood that I was right.
“I don’t think we should tell anyone about this. We have cheer reputations to maintain. We don’t want to come off sounding like crazy lesbians” Britney offered.
“I’ll be the first to admit I am not gay” I added, “But that felt so good – I just don’t know what to think.”
“Me too” Elaine added.
“Would you do it again” Britney asked.
“Yes” we all answered in unison.
“Then maybe we are gay?”
“Does it matter? It’s over now,” Britney persisted. “We just keep this between us – deal?”
We all agreed not to tell anyone about it and got up to make our way back to our cabin. On the way I couldn’t stop thinking the same thing over and over.
Britney’s tits sure look good. Man…Britney’s tits look tasty.
I was no longer sure of anything…except that I hoped to see Liz again someday.
REUNION
I rushed up the hill to the spot where I had first met Liz, convinced she would somehow be there. When I arrived it was empty and I cursed myself for believing that finding her after all these weeks would be that simple. She didn’t even know I was coming.
I had left early Friday morning, driving all day to return to the lake to have the entire weekend with her. Now it occurred to me that I didn’t know where to find her, or even where she lived.
Up on the hill she once told me. Maybe she means at the top?
“You look tasssty” a voice called behind me.
Liz! She still cares.
I turned to see Liz standing behind me with her hands on her hips and a huge smile. My heart nearly burst and I returned the smile giddily. Before I could speak she rushed up and coiled her body tightly around me. I followed suit, wrapping her up as snugly as I could. Our lips met and I greedily kissed her, swooning over the emotional reunion.
Her tongue wasted little time on foreplay, slipping past the back of my mouth and easing down my throat anxiously. I moaned under the familiar sensation of being taken by her. Our hands lovingly caressed each other, greedily soaking up the curves they had missed over the last few weeks.
That’s the kiss I couldn’t stop thinking about. (Sigh).
“You’re back beautiful Sandy. I missed you so much” she stated as her tongue tickled my throat.
I wanted to tell her the same but I didn’t share her knack for speaking with a full mouth – so instead I grunted passionately as her tongue caressed my larynx. The woozy feeling of kissing her began to spread through me and I tried to pull away. But Liz was too far gone over our reunion to release me and I fell under her hypnotic daze.
Her deliciously knobbed fingers moved under my blouse and into my bra, fastening their tiny suction cups to my nipples and dragging across them sensuously. My chest tingled to life and my breathing deepened. Soon I was moaning under her spell, dying to profess my love. I moved my hands onto her breasts and groped them tenderly. This made her tongue slide up and down, eagerly fucking my throat. All at once I lost control of my arms and they fell to my sides, paralyzed by my unusual girlfriend.
Oh Liz, let me loose so I can speak. We have plenty of time for…Mmm.
Her other hand went into my skirt and gently stroked my clit to the same rhythm as her hand on my breast. It swelled immediately and radiated pleasure so intensely that even I couldn’t have duplicated it. She knew how to touch me better than I knew how to touch myself.
I stood frozen in her grasp while she gently milked an orgasm to the surface – beckoning it closer and closer. Her fingertips latched onto my clit and massaged it back and forth expertly. Goosebumps rose up on my neck and my head began to perspire with lust.
Whoa this is intense. She must have really missed me. I love my amazing girlfriend.
“I looove you beautiful Sssandy” she whispered.
I was unable to do anything but swoon as my reply. Her tongue continued fucking my throat and my engorged clit began crying out for release. It felt as though every nerve ending below my hips were being sucked upwards into my clit, sensuously building the stimulation to a critical mass.
Once it felt like my entire lower body had retracted into my engorged clit a maddening need to release shot through me. My body arched stiff ready to explode.
Liz withdrew her tongue, pinched my clit and gripped it, holding me desperately on the edge of a massive orgasm. She looked into my eyes with utter admiration and I again pined to profess my feelings.
“It’s been foreverzzz since I tasted you beautiful Sssandy” she cooed holding my taunt throbbing nub.
I panted anxiously under her hold, feeling the pressure increase by the second. My stomach clenched with anticipation. Every pour in my body was dying to erupt in pleasure and I begged her to finish with desperate whimpers. She smiled at my sounds, clearly making the point that this was what I had been missing – that she was the only one capable of making me feel this way.
“Uh Uah - Ahh” I whimpered submissively.
Slowly she got down on her knees and raised my skirt. My heart pounded and stimulation rebounded through my hips, pleading to gush through my clit. In a drunken pre-orgasmic daze I watched as she pulled my panties down to my ankles revealing her grip on my engorged nub.
She looked up from her knees until our eyes met. As she did her long tongue came out and caressed my heated pussy lips gently. It felt like a tiny orgasm all on its own and my inner lips parted, begging for Liz to finish me off. She let the tip of her long tongue ease between them and penetrate me only an inch.
“I missed feeding on you so much” she moaned.
While I watched her everything blurred until all that remained was my overwhelming need to climax. I whimpered anxiously as her tongue moved several more inches inside me. She caught my G spot perfectly and her tongue started to rapidly flick causing me to moan hungrily. Her fingers gave my clit a harder squeeze followed by a gentle tug and my blisteringly swollen nub exploded.
A severe bolt of pleasure pulsated through my body right down to every finger and toe. The hair on my arms stood up straight as a tsunami of stimulation flooded through me. It felt like I was convulsing wildly but I didn’t fall over - and soon it seemed as though I was floating. I could feel Liz’s tongue fucking deeper inside my pussy as tidal waves of pleasure rushed through me.
“Mmm” she cooed as she worked and I knew she was feeding.
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sp; I didn’t realize I had begun screaming until Liz’s free hand delved into my mouth gagging me. My orgasm continued to radiate intensely. My lips tingled, my nipples throbbed, and my pussy gripped her tongue tightly as she feed. It began to feel like I was lying down, floating across the tree tops in blinding climax and I swooned around her fingers. In my mind we drifted above the tree line and swayed in the wind. The walls in my pussy all the way up to my uterus throbbed maddeningly and I groaned through her fingers.
It’s hard to tell how long we floated together. My orgasm seemed endless, as it usually did with her. After what seemed like forever the only thing I became aware of was a cramp in my stomach. As usual Liz was in tune to my needs and I felt her tongue withdrawing from me. My climax began to ease and my vision cleared up. When she removed her hold on my clit my orgasm passed leaving me panting and exhausted.
I stood stiff, still paralyzed by her desire, but felt intensely emotional towards her. My desire to confess my love overcame the frozen feeling and suddenly I had control of my arms again.
Liz licked me clean and pulled up my panties. As she was lowering my skirt I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into my arms.
“I love you Elizabeth Coil. It’s so wonderful to be with you again.”
“Have you come back for eversss?”
“No, I’m just here for the weekend” I informed her feeling a little guilty.
Would coming back forever be so bad? Maybe a simple life with Liz is all I really want? Wait, nothing is simple with Liz. But I can’t imagine leaving her again right now.
For a moment her expression dampened, then she forced out a smile.
“Thank you for returning to me Sandy. I have wished for it every day.”
“I think of you everyday too Liz. I wish you had a phone so we could talk.”
She nodded her head and I knew that was too much to ask.
“But look” she smiled pulling out a water bottle. “I bet you could use this.”
“Yes please” I replied eagerly, realizing how thirsty I had become.
We walked down the hill towards to lake, catching up on each other’s lives and laughing at the smallest details. My heart was swollen, crammed with the joy that only reuniting with a loved one can create. Liz confessed that she had feed on many women while I was away and I assured her that I understood – though I did feel a twinge of jealously.
What did I expect – she has to. You knew she was going to. It makes no difference. Here love is real.
I informed her that I had not been with anyone else and stated “you’re the only girl for me”. I loved watching her beam with pride as I said it. She deserved it so much. She told me about the day after I left and how she tried to sooth her pain with other women.
“I promise beautiful Sandy. I only fed off each girl one time and never returned to them.”
I grabbed her hand and held it as we arrived at the lake. Fall was the off season and there were not as many people around as there had been when we met. We walked along the deserted shore and talked for hours. Liz pointed out where she had feed off five girls at once the day after I left.
“You fed off of all five together? How did you get away with that?”
“It was easy, the usual way.”
“Did they…enjoy it?”
“What do you think?” She laughed.
“Well I mean, did they all get off?”
“I made them all squirt” she confessed becoming sullen. “I usually enjoy making girls explode, but even that didn’t help this time. All I could think about was you. And something was poisoning those girls. Afterwards I was dizzy and had to go lie down. The next morning I threw up.”
“That’s terrible, were you okay?”
“Yes, it was not a problem. I was already so sad that it didn’t make much difference. Talking about this is making me hungry. Do you want to go somewhere and let me feed some more?”
“Uh, we just finished that a little while ago. Why don’t we wait on that for a bit? If you’re hungry lets go get something at the diner. I could use a bite to eat myself.”
We walked hand in hand to Lakeside Diner and went in for an early dinner. I ordered a cheeseburger and Liz copied my order, though I knew she wouldn’t eat it. During the meal we sat side by side in the booth, not wanting anymore space between us. I was happier than I had been in weeks and couldn’t deny our relationship was becoming the most important thing in my life.
“I got a room at the Lakefront Inn. I was hoping you would want to spend the night with me.”
“Yes! Oh yes beautiful Sandy I so much want to. Will we stay together all nightz?”
“That’s the idea,” I giggled.
When we (actually I) was finishing my dinner an attractive older woman came rushing up to the table taking me by surprise.
“Liz! Oh my god Liz I worried I would never see you again. You didn’t keep our appointment.”
“Hi Marcy” Liz answered casually.
“What are you doing, are you free tonight? Let’s go out together – anywhere you want.”
“I’m having dinner” Liz answered.
The woman sat down uninvited across the booth from us. I looked her over, she had to be at least forty and it was awkward that she was so infatuated with Liz. Her hand reached out for Liz but Liz made no attempt to touch her.
“I am having dinner with my girlfriend” Liz stressed.
“Please come out with me tonight, I have dreamed of seeing you again every since that afternoon.”
“This is my girlfriend Sssandy” she reiterated.
Oh my goodness. This woman is like a groupie shamelessly hitting on my girl.
Marcy looked at me puzzled and then looked back at Liz, “So what do you say.”
“I only want to be with Sandy,” Liz quipped, unaffected by her pleading.
“Please Liz, one more time. I dream about you. Please?”
“I only fed off her one time” Liz informed me, obviously embarrassed.
“I’ll do what you want. I can be your girlfriend. Or your emergency girlfriend. Whatever you need.”
“No Marcy. I am only for Sssandy now.”
“You don’t mean that. I need you Elizabeth. One more time…please.”
“Do you think she is pretty?” Liz asked me.
“Ya she is good looking, much too old for you though” I replied calmly.
Oddly enough, the woman didn’t make me jealous. In fact it made me prouder to be with Liz. I could tell Marcy had a good heart and was just infatuated with Liz. And Liz’s feelings towards me were no longer in doubt. I was secure and feeling devious.
“If you want to feed on her one more time I don’t mind” I mused curiously.
“Would you like to see her tits?” Liz inquired.
“I guess” I shrugged.
“What game would you like to play with her?”
That statement might sound strange but I understood it. Liz didn’t view the obsessed groupie as anything more than a toy at this point. The woman’s behavior was clearly not an isolated reaction. She must have been used to this.
“It might be fun to watch you work for once. She is so anxious.”
In a lather Marcy took my side immediately.
“Yes Sandy yes. Listen to your friend Liz. She is making sense.”
“She is my girlfriend Marcy.”
“Yes let’s go. All of us. Let’s go Liz.”
I couldn’t help giggling at her desperation. Liz giggled with me. Perhaps she had never had anybody to laugh about it with before now.
“Pay our bill and meet us across the street in the park” Liz instructed her, and she agreed readily.
We exited the diner in the shimmering twilight and made our way to the deserted park down the road. The sun was setting and the last reds of the sky were fading as Marcy came rushing up to us.
“Remember, this is for you beautiful Sandy” she whispered in my ear.
“I know gorgeous. I trust you.”
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br /> She gently kissed me before turning to Marcy, who was already crowding us. Liz stood up almost like it was a chore and brought her face close to the pleading older woman. Marcy’s eyes rolled back as she clearly lost control of her faculties. Liz stepped away casually.
“She does have a tasty body for her age – doesn’t she?” She stated.
I nodded in agreement. Her hand grabbed the woman’s tank top and pulled it up over her tits revealing a black bra. The woman’s mature breasts were indeed sculpted nicely. A quick motion later Liz had her bra off and she held a breast up for me. The woman swooned and her chest heaved lustily.
“Feel it beautiful Sandy.”
“I don’t think so - I am just here to watch.”
“It’s okay, she wants you too.”
I stood up and stroked a large breast. It was more out of curiosity than desire, but it was fun to have a woman so compliant to my whims. As I stroked she gave off a light moan which I found flattering.
Who am I kidding, that moan was for Liz not me. But it’s still kind of fun.
As I explored her breasts Liz undid her jeans and pulled them down. The woman groaned sensuously when Liz put her hand inside her panties, and I knew what was happening. Marcy was getting what she wanted.
As the woman moaned passionately I helped Liz lay her down on a dark patch of grass. Liz’s hand was very active in her panties and the woman began whimpering just as I had hours earlier. Her face was lost in a daze and her breathing had become panting. While she worked Liz flashed a beautiful smile at me and stated:
“Feed her Sandy.”
“Oh no, I couldn’t. She is twice my age and…well it wouldn’t be right.”
“It’s all right Sandy. She wants to…don’t you Marcy?”
“Yhes” Marcy stammered. “Anything.”
“See, feed her beautiful Sandy. You agreed to let me please her – so she should please you.”
