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Cheating Heart 2/2 (ff)
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- CHEATING HEART-
-Part Two-
by Ann Douglas
Karen quickly led the short haired oriental to
the couch and kissed her once again. This time the
kiss was long and deep. She felt Keiko's mouth
open, allowing her tongue easy access. Their
tongues met and began to dart in and out of each
others mouths.
While this exchange too place, Karen began
to unbutton Keiko's blouse, slipping her hand within.
The Japanese woman's body trembled as she felt the
Irish girl slip her hand inside her bra. Her hand
cupped the small breasts and soon her fingers began
to work their magic on the small nipples. Keiko let
out a soft moan, just to let Karen know that she
wanted her to continue.
The rest of the buttons quickly followed and
soon the light blue blouse was on the floor. The half
cup bra joined it, giving Karen a good look at the
golden mounds she had only glimpsed in the shower.
"They're beautiful...." Karen smiN
led.
"They're too small..." Keiko countered.
"Nonsense," Karen retorted as she cupped
one in each hand. "Anything more than a mouthful
goes to waste anyway."
With that her mouth was on the dark drown
nipples, her tongue covering the small protruding
tips.
"Oh that's nice..." Keiko sighed as she felt
the wetness of the white girl's mouth.
Karen continued to make oral love to the
Oriental's breasts, even as her hands moved down
and undid the clips of Keiko's skirt. Keiko shifted a
little, lifting her ass off the couch. With a quick tug,
the skirt and panties now topped the growing pile of
clothes.
Karen began to kiss downward, covering the
golden belly, converging on the small triangle of hair
below. She was fascinated by the absence of any
real body hair. What little there was around Keiko's
mound was trimmed tight against the skin. Her own
bush was quite large and full, in preference to
Amanda's taste.
Her fingers stroked the outer walls of
Keiko's pussy, then Karen moved closer and kissed
it in the center. She could smell Keiko's perfume, it
was obvious that she had put some there at the gym.
As she continued to kiss the outer edges, she slipped
a finger inside. Soon it was followed by a second,
then a third. Finally it was followed by her probing
tongue.
Keiko had stretched her legs as far apart as
she could, balancing herself on the back of the
couch. For the moment she was content to just lay
back and enjoy Karen's ministrations. She couldn't
help but note how much nicer it felt than any of the
men who had eaten her. Those few who had be
willing to even try she corrected herself.
For a good ten minutes Karen thrusted her
eager tongue in and out of the cavity of oriental
delight. Every woman tasted different, but Keiko
was somehow ever more unique. Perhaps it was just
her imagination, perhaps not.
"I want to see you naked!" Keiko said as she
pulled Karen away. "I want to make love to you
too."
Karen stood and began to slowing pull her
shirt over her head. The she reached up and played
with her large 36 inch breasts, still within the
confines of her bra. Those beautiful emerald eyes
were riveted on her hand as she undid the front clasp
and sent the white material floating to the floor.
As they popped free, she grabbed a breast in
each hand and gave them a playful squeeze. She had
never really been impressed by breast size, but she
could tell Keiko was.
She leaned forward, one knee on the couch
and lifted her right breast to Keiko's mouth. The
Japanese girl reached out with her tongue and lightly
licked the already erect nipple. After a third pass
with her tongue, she reached up and guided the
whole of Karen's aureole into her waiting mouth.
Keiko sucked tenderly at first, like the
newborn she in a way was. Then her motions
became stronger and she pulled more and more flesh
into her mouth. While she suckled at the first
breasts, her free hand sought out the second and
fondled it. Soon she switched positions and lifted
the other nipple to her mouth.
Karen let her take her time exploring the new
sensation, remembering her own first experience
with a woman. Her own delight at the first time she
had actually touched another woman's body.
Running her fingers through Keiko's short
almost boyish hair, she whispered sweat words of
encouragement. Words that translated into an
increased desire by Keiko to please her.
Keiko then began to move her attentions
down Karen's body, duplicating the motion Karen
had used on her earlier. Have to give her credit,
Karen said to herself, she's a fast learner.
Keiko's first attempts at cunnilingus were
awkward, even a little rough. Karen reached down
and pulled her own lips aside for the neophyte lover,
giving her a clear view of her objective.
"Take your time," She whispered. "Just lick
it softly, it'll come to you."
Sure enough, after a few minutes, Keiko
began to develop a rhythm of her own and began to
send little sparks into the walls of Karen's love
tunnel. I was right, Karen congratulated herself,
defiantly a fast learner.
Soon Keiko was rewarded with her first
tastes of girlcum as Karen's body began to respond
in earnest.
"Let's move to the floor." Karen said as she
guided Keiko into a 69 position. "That way we can
both enjoy it."
For the next half hour, the two women
lapped at each other, taking turns increasing and
decreasing their passion. Karen knew she was close,
but was determined to hold off until Keiko was
ready.
It wasn't long, and both women exploded in
unison. Globs of hot cum gushed from each as they
each buried their face in the other's mound. Keiko
had never experienced an orgasm like this and she
wanted it to go on and on. Her face was covered
with love-juice, but she continued to lick away
between Karen's legs. But all good things must end
as they say and finally both were exhausted.
For twenty minutes they laid entangled in
each others arms. Their bodies covered with sweat
and cum, they silently kissed and licked each other.
"I'm so glad I met you tonight," Keiko said
softly. "I'd never have had the courage to try
something like this back home."
"I'm just as glad to have met you," Karen
replied as she kissed Keiko's breast. "It's been so
long since I've felt this good. I wish I could........"
Just then she was interrupted by the ringing
of the phone. She let it ring a second time, thinking
she should let the machine pick it up. Then she
decided to answer it.
"Hello?" She said, continuing to play with
Keiko's breasts.
"Karen.....can you hear me?" Came the
voice on the phone.
It was a few seconds before Karen realized it
was Amanda's voice.
"Amanda?"
"Hi lover, you don't know how delightful it is
to hear your voice." replied the voice over the
receiver. "I'm in Los Angeles."
"Is something wrong?" Karen asked as she
let go of Keiko's breast and lifted herself into a
sitting position. "I thought you would still be out at
sea for another few weeks."
"We had engine problems and had to cut the
trip short. I have to wrap up a few loose ends out
here over the weekend, but I should be home by
Sunday night."
"That's great..." Karen said, wondering if
she really meant it.
"Karen, there's something I want to say,
something I don't want to wait for Sunday for you to
hear."
"Yes...."
"Baby, I love you, I don't think I've ever
realized how much until the last few weeks. At first
I was so involved in my work that I didn't see how
much I hurt you by just up and leaving like that.
Then as I began to miss you more and more , I knew
that no work was worth leaving you again."
"Oh God Mandy, you don't know how long
I've waited to hear you say that. I can't wait for you
to get home."
"Well Sunday's only another day and a half,
It'll go by quickly. I hope you've been taking care of
yourself. I was passing a phone in the hotel lobby,
we haven't even checked in yet, and I suddenly felt
the need to call you. Have you eaten dinner? I
know how you get after those Friday night classes at
the Y, you get so worked up you forget to eat at
all."
At Amanda's mention of the aerobic class,
Karen suddenly remembered Keiko was lying beside
her. For the moment she was at a loss for words.
"Karen...are you there?"
"Er yes......I'm here," She said as she saw
Keiko sit up and smile. "Must be the connection."
Keiko brought her finger up to her lips and
signaled silence. There was no need for Karen to
mention her lapse of fidelity.
"I was asking if you've been remembering to
east?"
"Oh yes, don't worry about that, I brought a
little Japanese home after the class, it was delicious."
Karen said, smiling as Keiko.
"I didn't know you liked Japanese." Amanda
said.
"It's a newly acquired taste." came Karen's
answer.
"Honey, Dr. Walsh is calling for me to catch
up. I have to go. I'll be on Continental Flight 203 on
Sunday, we'll get in about 5:30."
"Fine, I'll pick you up then."
"Good-bye love, and when I get home I want
to start over. As far as I'm concerned, anything that
happened before 5:30 Sunday never existed."
"That's fine by me, I love you too."
"All right in the world with your lover?
Keiko asked.
"Yeh," Karen said sheeplessly. "I guess
Sunday will be a new beginning, this time maybe we
can make it work."
"I'm glad, maybe when I get back to LA I'll
be able to find someone as nice as you."
"I'm sure you will." Karen said, feeling a
little awkward. "Listen, Keiko, about tonight......"
Keiko placed her outstretched finger on
Karen's lips.
"What happened within these four walls will
always remain here." She said. "When I walk out
that door, all that will bind us are memories. A
memory I for one will cherish."
Karen just had to reach out and embrace
Keiko. Another time and place things might've been
very different. But deep down she knew she had to
give Amanda her chance at that fresh start.
"You know, " Karen said in a quiet voice.
"You don't have to walk out that door right this
minute."
Keeping to her word, the Japanese woman
never looked back when she walked out the door -
early Sunday afternoon.
END
Ann Douglas
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