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Date: Sat, 16 Mar 2002 09:32:40 -0800 (PST)
From: Lisa Summers <uarkfan2001@yahoo.com>
Subject: Late night coffee break (F/F, oral, anal)

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Works to date from Lisa Summers: "The seduction of lisa summers" (parts
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I felt like I had to get out of there. It was the worst experience of my
life.

The problem was, my boyfriend was making love to me at the time. I was
spread-eagled in his bed, with him pumping away for what seemed like hours,
his dick humping my pussy, and it was just not doing it for me. He'd gotten
it into his head that the girl has to cum, or the boy is a bad lover. Well,
the truth is, he WAS a bad lover, and no matter how many times he banged
me, I wasn't going to see any stars. Just the cracks in his ceiling. And
now I was starting to dry up, as he'd worn off all the K-Y I'd applied. I
wondered if I'd ever find a guy who could fuck me like I deserved to be
fucked.

So I gave him the routine. You know what it is, if you've ever fucked a
man. So after he thought I came, he rolled off me, and immediately fell
asleep. And snoring. Nice. I just stared at his near lifeless corpse for a
few minutes, then shimmied out of bed and cleaned myself up. After wiping
out as much of his stuff as I could, I put on a pair of jeans and a
t-shirt, sandals and car keys, and drove down to the local all-night coffee
shop, "The Daily Grind."

Grabbing a decaf caffe mocha, with whipped cream and chocolate syrup (hey,
what can I say, I'm all girl), I sat down at a corner table and checked out
a dog-eared copy of the newspaper. If someone were to describe me at that
point, I think they'd say the following: "21 or so year old blonde, long
hair down over her shoulders, nice breasts (D cups), hard to say about the
ass since she's sitting down (it's VERY nice), cute face, the kind that
looks nice without makeup, but isn't really improved by makeup either, good
legs (and 2 of `em), and a vaguely pissed off look on her face." Yeah,
that's what they'd probably say.

Anyway, I was just idly reading about the Milwaukee Dodgers or something,
when I heard a soft voice coming out of the photograph of Michael Jordan.

"Hi, mind if I sit here? The place is pretty packed and strangers have to
share tables." I looked around, and except for the girl making coffee, the
place was devoid of bottoms to sit in the many empty chairs. I looked
around Michael Jordan, and saw a 20-ish brunette with really short hair,
and an outfit more or less like mine, except a green top to my blue
one. And a big, cute, grin.

"Uh, sure, go ahead," I said. She settled herself, and stuck out her hand.

"Hi, I'm Jeanette. Jeanette Royston," she said.

"Uh, I'm Kim, uh, Barlow." I took her hand and shook it. Nice firm
grip. And warm, too.

"So, what brings you here?" she asked. "I'm here to get some studying done,
can't do it at my apartment, neighbors. Too loud. Know what I mean?"

"Uh, yeah, I know what you mean. I'm just trying to relax a little before
sleep," I replied.

"Huh, I would've guessed differently, if you don't mind my saying so,"
Jeanette said.

"Really, like how?" I said.

"Well, you've got a really pissed off look on your face for one thing. For
another, you look like you just got out of bed before you came here. My
guess would be that you're pissed off at your boyfriend. Or girlfriend,"
she continued.

"Boyfriend," I said. "I don't go the other way."

"Too bad," she said. "I do. You wouldn't be leaving my bed pissed off." I
guess my face turned really red, because she then said, "There, I've gone
and done it again. My big mouth. Look, I'm sorry for butting in..."

"No, it's okay. Yeah, it's a boyfriend problem.  He's a crappy lover, and
I'm more mad at myself for settling. But, what did you mean about going the
other way? Are you a, uh, lesbian?" I had been kind of curious about that
whole thing, and I didn't know any gay girls, or at least didn't know any
who were openly gay.

"Well, probably, but I have been bi in my recent past, so I guess that's
what you'd call me. Bi. But, why don't you call me Jeanie?" She flashed me
a lovely smile, and I noticed her light green eyes, turned up nose, and
light splash of freckles across her nose. She looked like a nice person,
and talking to someone nice, even if gay, was more attractive than reading
an almost day old paper.

"If you don't mind my asking, what's it like to be attracted to girls?" I
ventured, but even as I asked my face was turning a shade of light scarlet
again.

Jeanie didn't seem to notice, and answered my question seriously. "It's not
really different than being attracted to guys. Only, you're looking at
other things, like breasts, and cute face, cute butt-, no, that applies to
guys, too, uh, how she dresses, how she smells, a superior sense of humor-"

"Okay, I get it, I think. Gays aren't really different, just attracted to
different people, huh?" I said.

"Yes, I think that's about it," Jeanie replied, with a cute grin. We went
on like that for some time, and I was pleased that I'd met someone that I
could talk to, who was funny and smart. We exchanged numbers, and I thought
that I'd made a new friend, not easy to do in this urban area. I said I had
to get back, and said goodbye. She looked a little wistful as I walked out
the door.

I was beside my car, looking for my car keys in my jeans pocket, when I
suddenly saw a bright light in the back of my eyes, followed by a sharp
pain in my scalp. I half turned around, and saw a dirty, unshaven man,
maybe 40 years old, holding a stick and getting ready to hit me with it
again. He was mumbling something I couldn't make out, when I saw a flash of
light green flying across the parking lot, then the man going flying. I
slumped down against my car, and the next thing I knew, Jeanie was holding
my hand, and gently patting my cheek.

"Hey, Kim, are you okay? Did that guy hurt you?" The look in her eyes was
one of concern, tempered with anger. "I'll call 911, just sit tight." The
paramedics and police came, and took our stories, though I don't think I
was much help. Apparently, this vagrant had been haunting the neighborhood,
and bashing women and stealing their purses. I had no idea what he thought
he'd get from me. The ambulance took me to the hospital, where they
pronounced my injury "not serious." Jeanie had come along, for which I was
grateful.

After I was discharged after one hour's observation, I was at a loss as to
what to do. I felt like I should go back to my boyfriend's, but didn't feel
like explaining how I came to be somewhere other than his bed. My only
other option was to go back to my place, and make up some story tomorrow
for him.

Jeanie must have read my mind, because she said, "Wondering where to go
now? The doctor doesn't want you to be alone. If you'd like, you could come
over to my place." She looked so shy saying that, that I recalled the
wistful expression on her face as I'd left. I guessed there wouldn't be any
harm, so I agreed. I left my car at the coffee shop, and rode with her in
her jeep to her place, a nice little apartment near the University.

"Are you enrolled in the University?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm a senior, graduating next semester. How about you?" she asked in
turn.

"I graduated from Bowdoin last year, returned back here where I grew
up. I've got an entry level executive type job at the gas utility," I
said. She got out, and ran around and helped me out of the jeep. For the
first time I noticed her body, since it was the first time I saw her
standing next to me. She was a little taller than me, 5'8" I'd guess, to my
5'6". Her body was slim, but her butt looked very feminine, full, firm and
round. Her breasts were smaller than mine, B cups, but nicely shaped
through her t shirt. I noticed that her nipples were hard and pointy
through the fabric.

She held my arm when I almost fell getting out of the jeep. My arm brushed
against her breast, and it felt warm and soft to me. I felt a little tingle
at that.

We went into her ground floor apartment, which was decorated in early
K-Mart.

"Make yourself at home," Jeanie said. "The couch is probably the most
comfortable. Would you like some coffee?" She giggled when she saw the
expression on my face.

"Uck, no. How about some tea, if you have any?" I said.

"Apple cinnamon okay?" Jeanie yelled out of the kitchen. "Sure," I replied.

Soon we were both sipping our tea, and talking quietly, just as we had been
in the coffee shop. I don't know if it was the excitement of the evening,
or a little residual injury, but my back got really tight, and started
hurting. I told Jeanie, and she asked me if I thought a back rub would
help. I said that I guessed it wouldn't hurt, and she arranged herself
behind me on the couch. I felt her hands on my shoulders, and she started
slowly kneading my muscles down my back. It was clear that she knew what
she was doing.

"Wow, where'd you learn how to do that?" I asked.

"Ohh, I'm an assistant trainer for the girls' basketball team here at the
college. I'm pretty good at massaging all kinds of muscles." I'm sure that
was a double entendre, but I didn't care. It felt SO good. In fact, I felt
better than I ever had before, under any circumstances.

"Jeanie, that feels very good," I cooed. She laughed, and her head came
forward towards me as I lolled mine back. We found ourselves looking at
each other, and she gently pecked at my cheek. Her lips felt warm and soft
against my skin, and I held my head there so she wouldn't stop. She held
her kiss momentarily, and I found my hand coming around the back of her
head, to hold her there.

She slid her mouth further around toward mine, and paused with her lips
less than an inch away. I impulsively moved my mouth forward, so that our
lips were making contact, and it was as though I had unleashed a torrent of
emotions in both of us. She pressed her lips hard against mine, and I could
feel her tongue toying with my lips. I also surprisingly, felt my pussy
getting wet. I had never felt it get wet with any boy friend, and thought I
was just deficient in that area. But now, I could actually feel liquid
trickling out of my cleft onto the fabric of my jeans.

Her hands, so talented at caressing and massaging my tense back, were even
more talented at bringing sensation to my breasts. Both of her hands came
around to cup my full breasts, and tease my erect nipples. I couldn't
believe the delicious sensations shooting through me every time she'd
lightly pinch a nipple. My boyfriends had hardly ever paid attention to
making my breasts feel nice, they just liked to stare at them. This was
something completely different, and welcome! Jeanie continued kissing me,
and as I became intoxicated by her talented fingers on me, I moaned into
her open mouth, and opened mine wide to welcome her tongue against mine.

We kissed like that for some time, and I could feel that delicious tension
rising in my pussy. But this time, I knew I'd get relief. I brought my hand
down between my legs, and pressed it against my erect clit, through the
fabric. I knew I shouldn't do such a thing in front of another woman, but I
was so hot, I didn't care! I was very surprised to feel her right hand
leave my breast, and make its was down to join mine between my legs.

Jeanie's hand intertwined with mine, and our fingers interlocked, with us
both pressing my clit. It felt very different to me, to know that a woman
had her hand between my legs, touching my clit, if only through fabric,
because she wanted to bring me pleasure. I'd never had anyone touch me who
wanted to do just that. We rapidly rubbed my clit, and the rough fabric of
the denim against my defenseless clit, soon had me bucking in a massive
orgasm.

"Oh, god, ohh, ohh, yes, that feels SO nice, press, there, there, ohh, yes,
oh, I'm cumming, ohh!" I held myself rigid for moments, while the
electricity ran through my body, then I slowly slumped against Jeanie. I
felt her let go of my hand, then her hand went to the button of my jeans,
loosening it, and pulling down the zipper.

I didn't feel like I could stop her. I didn't WANT to stop her. I wanted
her to feel how wet I was down there. No one had ever made me feel like
that, except for sometimes when I'd played with myself. I lifted up my butt
slightly, and sucked in my tummy so that Jeanie's hand could reach my pussy
unimpeded. She took advantage of the opening I'd given her, and I could
feel her gentle touch on my feminine mound. Her fingers briefly toyed with
the thick pubic hair above my pussy, then traced the outline of my vaginal
lips, circling around and around, and picking up my moisture that was
abundantly flowing over her fingers.

Her index finger gently scraped over my erect clitoris, the moisture
allowing it to slide over without rubbing too hard. Her touch there brought
me to an immediate second orgasm, and I pulled her face to mine, so that
she could kiss me while she was finger fucking me so tenderly. Her lips
covered mine, and her tongue thrust into my eager mouth, just as her middle
finger thrust into my eager pussy. My hips rose to meet her hand, and I
reflexively pushed her hand deeper into my cunt. I came again and again,
gasping into her warm and wet mouth.

I collapsed, again, and smiled up at her beautiful face. "God, Jeanie, no
one's ever done that for me before," I whispered.

"You liked it," she said, half question, half statement.

"Oh, yes, sweetheart, I loved it! I want you to touch me again. And I want
to touch you, and make you feel like that!" I gushed.

"Well, if you really want to be serious, we've GOT to find a more
comfortable location. Hmm, let's see, where could we possibly go to be
more-"

"Come on, where is it?" I cried, standing up and taking Jeanie's hand. My
pants falling down, I can't imagine what I looked like. But Jeanie didn't
seem to mind, and she half led, half carried me to her bedroom. We lurched
through the door, and I was quite impressed by its gracefulness and
beauty. While the rest of Jeanie's apartment reflected the usual student
lack of funds, her bedroom reflected Jeanie's feminine soul.

>From the lovely window treatments, to the sumptuous quilt covering on her
queen sized bed, and the bewitching fragrance of the potpourris and candles
she had artfully placed, it was clear that this bedroom was Jeanie's pride
and joy. I told her that it was the most beautiful bedroom that I'd ever
seen, and the happiness on Jeanie's adorable face filled me with warmth.

She stood before me, at the foot of her four poster bed, and gently kissed
the tip of my nose.

"Do you trust me?" she said.

"Yes," I replied. Jeanie embraced me, and putting her arms around me, her
hands slid down inside my jeans, against my naked ass. The touch of her
delicate fingers on so intimate an area thrilled me, and I was anxious to
feel more. As though reading my mind, Jeanie's fingers slipped into the
crack of my ass, and brushed up against the sensitive flesh of my puckered
hole. She felt my slight shudder, and continued playing with me. Her finger
circled round my tight ass opening, gently poking inside, but only
just. Then she pulled that hand out of my pants, and brought it up to my
nose. The musky scent on her finger was strangely attractive, and when she
gently, but insistently placed her finger between my lips, I opened my
mouth slightly to allow her access. She slid her finger into my mouth, and
I sucked on it like it was a dick.

I had never felt so naughty in all my life! Jeanie then brought her wet
finger back to my anus, and slipped it deep inside my hole. I had never
felt so sexy and hot. I wanted more and more as she slowly slipped that
wonderful finger in and out of my hole. I brought my hands around to feel
her butt, and for the first time touched another woman's ass. It felt so
full and round, and warm. I slipped one hand inside her jeans, and the
fabric imprisoned my hand against the cotton of her panties, but the heat
of her rear end was exciting.

Jeanie then removed her hands from my ass, as did I from hers, and,
stepping back, she looked straight into my eyes, then took the dirty finger
that she had so deliciously fucked my ass with, and slid it into her mouth!
It was very evident that she enjoyed the taste as she sucked on her own
finger, that had been soiled by my hot, dank ass hole. I couldn't believe
it!

She then slowly lifted up the bottom of my t shirt over my head, revealing
my full breasts with their erect nipples. She pulled my shirt off, and
gently laid it on the nearby night table.

"What beautiful pink nipples, Kim," Jeanie whispered, as she lowered her
mouth to suck on one. The sensation of her warm, wet mouth on my nipple,
gently sucking on it, as would a baby feeding from it, brought intense
sensations, centering on my pussy, but radiating throughout my being. I
cradled Jeanie's head on my breast, while she sucked. I only regretted that
I had no milk for her. Eventually she moved to the other nipple, and
repeated the absolute pleasure she was bringing to me.

My jeans, meanwhile, had fallen to the floor. Since I wasn't wearing any
panties, I was quite nude in front of her. Jeanie lifted up her head, and
seeing that I stood naked, with pants bunched around my feet, knelt before
me, as a thrill ran through my body. She gently lifted up one of my feet,
removing the pants leg. Than, she lifted the other, and pulled my pants
away so that I was fully and completely naked in front of this woman who,
just hours ago, had been a complete stranger.

Her hands traced down from the outside of my hips, down my thighs to my
knees, caressing my calves and cupping my feet, each in turn. When her
hands returned higher between my legs, then higher still, to the inside of
my thighs, they stroked my smooth inner thighs, making me shudder. I moved
my legs farther apart, to allow her greater access to stroke me, fully
aware that my wet pussy was exposed to her view, and was now glistening and
open, showing my inner pinkness and excitement.

Jeanie gently brought her nose to my slit, and inhaled my aroma there, as
though she were smelling the finest French perfume. I hoped my body odor
didn't offend her. Apparently not, as her tongue teased out to lap at my
erect clit. She greedily licked up more and more moisture from me
there. The more she licked, the more I produced. Soon, her tongue was
impaled deep inside my soaking wet pussy, fucking my sweet hole with her
tongue.

Yet another time that fateful night, I found myself in the throes of an
orgasm brought on by this wonderful woman. My hands held Jeanie's face to
my pussy, as my hips bucked and rocked under her talented tongue. After I
recovered somewhat from this excitement, Jeanie used her hands to turn me
around, so that my butt was in front of her face. She said that I should
bend over, and I willingly complied. I couldn't believe that I was
revealing myself to another person, as I'd never let any man play with my
ass hole. Yet here I was, with my ass stuck in another woman's face! And
she, and I, were loving it!

I felt her fingers separate my ass cheeks, and I hoped, deep in my heart of
hearts, that she would continue to touch me there, as I'd never felt such
unbounded pleasure before. Her finger touched my anal ring again, but was
quickly replaced by something warm and wet. She was licking my anus with
her tongue! I was shocked, yes, but even more so, excited, and my pussy was
lubricating madly. Jeanie discovered how wet I was when one of her hands
came up between my legs, to finger my hard clit from behind. The sensations
I was feeling from having this extremely sexy young woman's tongue deep
inside my ass, and her finger gently strumming my erect clit, made me cum
again, countless times.

Slowly, I regained awareness of my situation. As I returned to myself, I
collapsed onto her bed in front of her. As I gazed at my new found lover,
she lifted up her t shirt over her head, exposing her well formed, firm
breasts to my gaze. She had large, brown aureoles and nipples that covered
a large part of her smallish breasts, and I ached to feel them in my mouth.

Jeanie unbuttoned her jeans, and let them drop to her feet. Unlike me, she
had a pair of light green cotton panties on, with a tremendously large wet
spot where her pussy was. It was clear that she was enjoying our play up
until now. She stepped out of her pants, than climbed onto the bed,
straddling me. She continued crawling up my body, until her wet panties
were directly over my face. Desirous of returning a small portion of the
pleasure she'd brought to me, I gripped her round, firm ass cheeks and
pulled her cunt down on top of my face.

I gently bit through the fabric until I felt the plump flesh of her swollen
pussy lips on my lips. I sucked on her pussy, as she'd sucked on my
nipples, and I could feel the excitement coursing through her, as Jeanie,
too, was wracked by orgasm. Pleased by the effect I was able to have on
her, I allowed my hands to slip through the leg holes of her panties, to
caress her smooth flesh inside. I slipped my fingers over her plump pussy
lips, feeling the few curly hairs surrounding her lips, then the silky
wetness of her lubrication as it covered my fingers. I then moved my hands
to her rear. My hands caressed the smooth roundness of her ass, and as my
fingers stroked the warm, moist crevice between those luscious cheeks,
Jeanie brought her hand around to grasp my index finger.

She brought my finger to the tiny, puckered hole in that crevice, and it
was abundantly clear what she wanted. I slid the tip of my finger inside
that hole, and I could feel her relaxing her muscles to allow me entry. My
finger slowly and carefully slid inside her, and I marveled at how hot and
smooth she felt there. I could feel my pussy tingling at the thought of my
finger being inside of another woman's anus. I didn't care. As I slid my
finger in, I could feel Jeanie rotating her hips, under the dual assault of
my mouth and finger.

With my other hand, I slid the fabric of her panties aside, so that my
tongue was unimpeded in its assault on the silky smooth skin of Jeanie's
pussy. The lovely wetness inside her lips, the hard button of her clit, the
tiny curled hairs framing her sweet hole, and most of all, the delightful
perfume that her pussy gave off, intoxicated me so that I lost all track of
how long I pleasured her there. Too soon, she was pulling herself off me,
and I begged her to return.

"Soon, soon, princess," Jeanie said. She walked into the bathroom, where I
heard the routine sounds of peeing, followed by the rumble of the toilet
paper holder, and finally the splash of water in the sink. Jeanie came back
out, completely nude this time. "Have you ever heard of a 69?" She said.

"Yes, and let's try it now, please!" I said impatiently. I lay back on
Jeanie's bed. She reversed herself and lay on top of me, facing my feet, so
that her wet pussy was over my face, and her face at my pussy. I pulled her
pussy to my face again, inhaling her delightful perfume, but this time it
was tinged with the faint smell of her acrid urine. I was delighted with
this added smell, and enthusiastically licked the tiny golden globules
still attached to her curly pubic hair, that so nicely framed Jeanie's
delicious pussy. As I ate out her hole, Jeanie attacked mine, and soon we
were stimulating each other to cum after cum.

I thought that I had had a lifetime's worth of loving in this one short
night, but Jeanie wasn't finished yet. She reached into her bedside drawer,
and pulled out a strap-on dildo. I'd seen them described in magazines, but
never up close and personal. It's for sure that I never imagined I'd be on
the receiving end of one, but I was willing to let my lovely Jeanie do
whatever she wanted to me.

I lay back on the bed, with some pillows behind me. Jeanie kneeled between
my legs, with the 7" or so cock sticking out between her lovely, slim
legs. I was reminded of the scene earlier in the evening, when I'd been in
this position with my boy friend, but I knew that this version was going to
be oh, so much better! Jeanie slowly entered my cunt with this firm cock,
and as she did so, her sweet breasts hung in front of my face. I sucked one
of her perfect nipples into my mouth, as she began humping me, hard.

I felt electric tingles shooting through me, and my hips rotating to
maximize the stimulation my sweet lover was bringing to me. My arms
embraced Jeanie, and I caressed her smooth skin as she fucked me deeply. I
had no need of K-Y this time, as I was lubricating madly for my female
lover. Soon, she brought me to a new level of excitement, and I felt the
colors and fragrances of this new kind of orgasm wash over me. I reached up
to Jeanie's beautiful, beautiful face, and gently kissed her sweet lips, as
lovingly as I have ever kissed another. I could faintly smell the musk of
my ass on her lips, and licked at them with my tongue.

Jeanie then whispered in my ear, and I nodded submissively. She gently
pushed my legs up toward my breasts, so that both my pussy and asshole were
open to her. She took the wet cock in her hand, and now pointed it toward
my moist ass hole. I held my legs close, keeping myself open for my lesbian
lover, and she slowly entered my tight anus with the cock. She slowly, so
slowly, began fucking my hole. No one had ever even touched me back there,
and here was my new lover actually fucking my ass. I wanted as much as she
could give me, and she gave it to me good!

Her humping of my ass was pushing me against the headboard, and her wild
kisses while she fucked me, felt like the most erotic sensation I had ever
experienced. Too, too soon she slowed her movements, and collapsed on top
of me. I embraced her, as my legs slid back down to the bed. We both fell
asleep, then. I woke up, hours later, in the arms of my new lover. She
kissed me deeply, and intimately, as she saw me awaken, and I knew that a
new day had dawned for me and her.

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collection.

Works to date: "The seduction of lisa summers" (parts 1-4), "Lisa spreads
her wings" (parts 1-3), "Karen", "Snapshots" (parts 1-4), "Spring Break at
South Padre" (parts 1 and 2), and "Late night coffee break" can be found at
www.nifty.org and other fine free boards.