Shelly's Fantasy Continued

After leaving the bar and parading herself through two blocks of crowded streets Shelly's appetite could barely be satiated. We stormed through the hotel and straight up to our room where Shelly, for the first time, kissed me long and passionately. I had loved her since college but always been afraid to show it, afraid to show my true self. In this newly aspired America I could feel free to be who I was, a woman that longed for the love and affections of another woman.

She threw me on the bed, jumping on top of me like one of the big cats in the wild. Shelly kissed me, feverishly, her tongue finding mine as her hands were nearly tearing at my clothing. I felt her skin against mine, the heat of bodies, and it made me tremble as I experienced the sensation of the fire burning in my loins. Shelly moved down my neck, her hands cupping my breasts after ripping open my dress. She didn't even wait until I was undressed, pulling at my waistband to give her hands room to move down to my pussy. By then, my wetness was obvious. My panties were soaked in my own juices.

Shelly kissed her way down the center of my chest, running her tongue along my skin, her breath sending shivers through my core. Her right hand was still on my breast, kneading my fleshiness, pinching my nipple as her mouth found my left breast, her playfully nibbling nearly made me explode. I was in heaven, the sensations being those of pure ecstasy. It was, as I'd imagined for the past nine years, pure pleasure. I finally grabbed a hold of my panties and tore them away from my body. Putting my hands on the side of her head I looked down at her as she looked up into my eyes, that wanton look of desire unmistakeable. I pushed her lower, guiding her eager tongue to my waiting pussy.

Shelly was a master of the sexual arts but this was more than I could ever have hoped for. Where, I wondered, did she learn to be such a masterful little pussy eater. I'd been with actual lesbians that had not learned the art so well. I laid my head back, my legs wrapping around her head, not wanting to let her away from my hotness. Her tongue ran up and down my slit as she skillfully manipulated two fingers in and out of my dripping hole. Each time she lapped at my juices, still like the hungry cat in the wilderness, she stopped at my clit, applying just the right amount of...WOW!

Before I knew it I was bucking against her face. I ground myself against her open mouth, like to woman tribbing. She sucked every ounce of my orgasm from me like a vampire feeding off the life force of its' prey. The effect hit me so hard I went limp from my shoulders down, a delightful little purring sound escaping my lips as she crawled her way up my body, wrapping her arms around me as we lay there together.

It must have taken a minute or two before either of us mustered up the strength to say anything and when I finally let out an audible wow, I found my pretty little lover staring at me and smiling. I rolled over and kissed her softly, our tongues playfully dancing together as I stared into her eyes.

"What is it?" I asked her, much less afraid of the answer than I had been in similar, post carnal situations.

"That was amazing, I've never felt like that before," she explained.

"It was quite good. I mean, you're better than I've imagined," I told her, my cheeks beginning to blush.

"So, you've imagined that before? Us..."

"A few times," I told her. "I just never thought it would happen."

"The way you took such control of me, I just wanted to please you, more than anything!" Shelly exclaimed.

I asked her what she meant and she dropped her gaze, her heading lowering against me. Urging her to tell me, she admitted that while she had wondered what it would be like to be with a woman, she'd never had a woman urge her on like that. No woman had ever taken control of her like that. Like a male lover might've. It made her want to please me. If only I had known.

I'd known Shelly was a bit of a sub over the years and kind of an exhibitionist, even though she rarely ever let herself enjoy that side of her desires. Even in the University, she would always end up being the first one naked in truth or dare, a beaming smile on her face. Her fantasy, the one that I used for our little getaway, was to be someone's plaything, their little toy, and to have them want to show her off to anyone and everyone. It was apparent, that a big part of her fantasy, meant being told to do things for the pleasure of others'.

I told her it was alright. That, if she was into it, I would happily take her as my trophy and show her off, shower her with attention. Then I got up and put on a tee-shirt that draped past my butt.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

It's colder than I thought it would be, so I thought, while the hot tub is still open I would go down and enjoy it. While she might want to show herself to the world, I was not quite as emboldened as my little lover. I thought to myself, this would be a good time to show her what I will do for her, to satisfy her kinky little need.

"Come with me, my dear. I think we should go to the hot tub. Before we do, I want you to go to the clerk, get some change, and buy us a couple of sodas. Then, you may meet me there."

Shelly looked uncertain of my instructions. This was our first night in the new Portland. She had not been here since before the twenty-twenty election when the town began to rapidly change into a real Sodom and Gamora. I assure her it would be quite alright. Shelly got off the bed and skipped across the room to catch up with me.

I followed Shelly down to the front desk. She did look like she was enjoying herself. I admired her, her unabashed openness to being seen and so vulnerable to the world. As I watched, her cute little ass wiggling as she walked, I couldn't wait to get her into the hot tub. God, I wanted so badly to touch her, to have my way with her. I hid around the corner as my desires sent tingles through my special places. She was almost there.

The man at the front desk immediately noticed the beautiful naked lady walking toward the desk. He was a good looking young man, probably nineteen or twenty from the looks of him. In college, this was exactly the type of guy that would have her on her knees with his manhood in her mouth. Now, she could come to a place like this and wander around without anything to cover herself, wander around in front of the poor young man, who no doubt would have to relieve himself later.

Can I have some change? I heard her ask the question as she slid the twenty-dollar bill across the counter.

"Sure, any particular way?" he asked her.

"Small enough to get a couple of sodas from the machine..." she explained. "Ones and fives."

He looked her up and down, eyeballing her perky D-cup tits, her cleanly shaven pussy, and her firm and toned body. He was definitely fidgeting around like a man with a hard-on. I bit my lip, trying not to laugh out loud.

"You must have worked up quite the appetite..." he commented as he started counting out the change. He had given her twenty, one-dollar bills. No doubt, to drag on the free show he was getting.

"I just banged my girls' brain out and now we're going to go relax in the hot tub."

She said it so clearly and without a seconds' hesitation. I couldn't help but t smile. Her girl, she was calling me her girl.

As she turned around I ducked into the corner to wait for her to wander off to the pop machines. I then walked past the desk clerk and over to the door to the pool house. There was nobody there but I expected that whatever went on, the young desk clerk would be watching the security monitor in the office behind the desk, probably stroking his cock as he played.

I walked into the pool house and the lights came on automatically. Pulling my top over my head, I tip-toed over to the hot tub and set the timer for twenty minutes. I was only in the water a couple of minutes when I saw her walking it with two ice-cold sodas and a smile. The whirlwind and her stand there had me in awe. I stood up, showing her I was naked as well, giving her a ta da pose as I splashed some water on her. She set the sodas down before jumping in, landing right in front of me. We began making out, right there in front of the camera, for the lonely night clerk to watch.