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Disclaimer: This story contains a loving and sometimes graphic sexual relationship between two women. If this offends you, go away. If you are under legal age or such things are illegal in the place where you are, please move on. All others, please read and enjoy. There is no violence, but there is mild language.
Acknowledgement: The poems quoted herein are used with permission of the author and are contained in 'Poetry from the Featherbed' by pinfeather, Copyright 2003 by pinfeather. Published by Dare 2 Dream Publishing, a Division of Limitless Corporation, Lexington, South Carolina 29073 (http://www.limitlessd2d.net).
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LOVES JOURNEY FOUND
Copyright © Saggio Amante 2004
All rights reserved.
I loved a maid in spring-time, when the warm and gentle rain
Fell upon our heads like blessings, as the birds sang their refrain.
All the world was slowly waking, shaking off its winter sleep
As our two hearts came together, and I gave her mine to keep.
The Dance ("Poetry from the Featherbed" by pinfeather)
Part 6 (Conclusion) - SATURDAY IS TO SAVOR
Marina smiled down at the small blonde lying contentedly next to her. She began to caress Lizette, brushing her fingers over her face as though memorizing each feature.
"You take my breath away," Marina said. She leaned in to kiss Lizette again, moaning softly as Lizette parted her lips to give her entrance.
Lizette felt herself swell at the sound of Marinas moan and wondered at the quick return of her desire. "I want you to touch me," she whispered against Marinas mouth. "I want to touch you."
The sound of Lizettes quiet plea sent shivers down Marinas spine. She moved her hand slowly down Lizettes neck, then across her breasts and abdomen, leaving a trail of heat in its wake. She reached behind Lizette to cup her buttocks and pulled her closer.
"I want to touch you forever," Marina said, drawing her hand up Lizettes thigh and across her hip.
Lizette placed her hand against Marinas chest. "I can feel your heart. It feels so fast and strong. It feels like its going to leap into my hand. God, do you have any idea how much I want you?"
Marina lifted Lizettes hand from her chest and kissed the palm, then placed it back on her chest. Marinas heart fluttered at the touch of Lizettes hand. "There. Feel that? My heart is answering you."
Lizette moved her hand from Marinas breast and down her body, slipping in between Marinas legs to bury itself in her wetness.
Marinas breath came in short gasps as Lizette feathered her fingers on the inside of her thigh, then drew them gently between her legs.
Lizette slipped her fingers between Marinas swollen lips, letting them glide against the wet heat she found there. She moved slowly, drawing out the sensation, until she felt Marinas clitoris rising under her touch.
The two women fed on each others arousal.
The minute Lizette touched her, Marina began to come. Marina tried to slow her orgasm by holding her breath but finally gave in and rode its crest, crying out as she came, her breath shooting out of her in jagged gasps against Lizettes ear.
Lizette felt herself peaking as Marina cried out. The rush of Marinas orgasm, the feel of Marinas vagina pulsing again and again against her fingers, pushed Lizette over the edge. She stiffened as her own orgasm surged through her unaided by anything but the response of Marinas body under her hand and the sound of Marinas voice in her ear.
Lizette rolled onto her back next to Marina. The two women lay next to each other, barely touching, their breaths flowing in synch.
When she felt her strength returning, Marina reached over and pulled Lizette into her arms.
Lizette molded herself against Marinas side and laid her head on Marinas chest. She began tracing circles on Marinas abdomen and smiled to herself as the muscles of Marinas stomach quivered under her touch.
"Oh god, do you know what you do to me?" Marina reached down and grasped Lizettes hand. She raised it to her lips and kissed each finger one by one. Marina could smell their juices intermingled on their fingers and breathed in deeply, savoring the lingering scent of their lovemaking.
Lizette took Marina by the wrist, disentwined their fingers, and placed her palm against Marinas, their fingers forming a steeple. She opened her mouth and slipped both their index fingers into it running her tongue against them before pulling them out slowly through lightly clenched teeth. "I can taste us," she said.
At Lizettes words, Marinas center clenched in another wave of rising desire. She lifted Lizettes head to look into her eyes. "I want your mouth on me," she said.
Lizette didnt hesitate. She lifted herself from Marinas arms and moved slowly down her body, nipping bits of skin between her teeth . When she was between Marinas legs, Lizette nibbled on the inside of her thighs feeling them quiver with each bite. She opened Marina with her tongue and felt her arch against her mouth, her body begging for even more intimate contact. Lizette lifted her head and saw her lover lying there with her eyes tightly closed and lips parted. "Marina, open your eyes. I want you to watch me making love to you."
Marina lifted her lids and stared at Lizette with glazed eyes. She felt herself melt inside as Lizette smiled at her. "Dont stop," Marina begged.
Lizette slid her shoulders under Marinas thighs and reached her hands up to separate Marinas labia.
"Is this what you want?" Lizettte asked, sucking Marinas clitoris into her mouth. She ran her tongue back and forth against Marinas hardened sex, then moved to plunge her tongue into her.
"Jesus, yes, " Marina cried, throwing her head back and closing her eyes.
"Watch," Lizette breathed into Marinas center.
"Please come back. Let me feel your mouth, " Marina reached down to ease Lizette back to her throbbing clitoris.
Lizette waited until Marina looked at her, watching through heavy-lidded eyes as Lizette took her into her mouth again.
"Oh god, yes! Yes!" Marina cried as Lizette used her mouth, tongue and teeth to tease her into an earth-shattering release.
Lizette lay with her cheek against Marinas abdomen, her head rising and falling with the rise and fall of Marinas breaths.
Marina ran her fingers through Lizettes hair, tangling them in blonde curls damp from the exertion of their lovemaking. "Come up here," Marina said huskily.
Lizettes breasts brushed against Marinas skin as she lifted herself and moved slowly upwards to lie against Marina.
Marina reached down and placed a finger under Lizettes chin, lifting her mouth up to kiss her softly on the lips. "Lizette, I dont ..."
Lizette placed her fingers on Marinas lips and stopped her from completing the sentence. "Shhh. Rest now. Well talk later. Rest."
They lay together in the quiet of the evening, their hearts reaching an identical rhythm in their chests. Neither spoke another word as they fell into a peaceful sleep.
Marina awakened first, her hand cupping the firm breast of the small blonde curled tightly against her. She kissed the back of Lizettes neck, then ran her hand down the front of her body and let it come to rest splayed against Lizettes abdomen. The small woman moaned and stretched, then reached her arm behind her to cup Marinas buttocks and pull her closer.
"Hmmm. This feels so good," Lizette said sleepily.
"Perfect." Marina responded, brushing her lips across Lizettes shoulder.
"What time is it?" Lizette asked.
"Just after midnight. Are you hungry?"
Lizette laughed as her stomach growled. "Does that answer your question?"
Marina brushed the hair from Lizettes ear and nipped her earlobe. "Ill fix us something to eat. You stay here."
Lizette turned in Marinas arms and lay facing her, their breasts lightly touching. "No, Ill come with you," she said seriously.
Marina laughed loudly. "Interesting choice of words," she said, kissing Lizette lightly on the lips.
"Keep that up and well starve to death," Lizette retorted, pushing her thigh between Marinas legs and pressing hard against her.
"Can you think of a better way to die?" Marina asked as she slipped away and got up off the opposite side of the bed.
Lizette rolled on her back and watched as Marina reached for some clothes. "Dont."
"Dont put those on. I want to see you just as you are."
Marina smiled at the small blonde on the bed. "All right. But tit for tat. You stay right there. Ill call you when its ready. And dont you dare get dressed!"
"I wouldnt dream of it," Lizette said, stretching her body and arching her back. "Ill be waiting right here." Her seductive pose was lost in another round of laughter as her stomach once again announced its need for food.
"Come and get it!" Marinas voice rang out from the other room.
Lizette slid from the bed and padded to the kitchen.
Mushroom omelets, toast, juice and coffee sat on the table. Marina had dimmed the kitchen lights, and lit a large candle. She pulled out a chair for Lizette. "Sit."
Lizette settled herself at the table, then watched Marinas fluid movements as she walked across the kitchen and back to place a small lavender rose on the table next to her plate.
Marina bent to place a light kiss on Lizettes lips. "Thank you for making life seem perfect again." She took a seat opposite Lizette.
Lizette felt tears well in her eyes at the romantic gesture and Marinas words. She knew those words did not come easily. "We did that together," she replied. "You, us, this place it is perfect. I wish " She stopped, knowing that within the next 36 hours she would be on a plane heading back to the West Coast, away from the beautiful woman sitting across from her.
"Dont!" Marine felt a vice tighten around her chest at Lizettes unfinished words.
"We have to talk about it."
"No, we have to eat. Then we can talk about it."
They ate slowly, making small talk, but never directly addressing the moment they knew would be coming soon. When they were finished, they cleared the dishes and left them in the sink.
"Come," Marina said, taking Lizettes hand and leading her to the bathroom. Marina turned on the shower and they both stepped in. She grabbed the shampoo from the shower shelf and rubbed some into Lizettes hair, massaging her scalp gently but thoroughly, and then poured some more into her hand and ran it through her own hair. She found the body gel, and massaged it over Lizettes body, in long, gentle strokes and allowed Lizette to do the same for her. They stood together under the pulsating water as it washed the soapy film from their bodies, then stepped out onto the cold tile.
Marina pulled a large, fluffy towel from the rod and toweled the last remnants of water from Lizette, then wrapped the towel around her and tucked it in between her breasts.
"Go ahead," she said, nodding toward the bedroom. "Ill be in in a minute."
Lizette walked into the bedroom and stood by the window looking out at the moonlit night. The room was lit only by a small nightlight, and she found the dimness comforting. The knowledge that she would be leaving soon haunted her. She wanted to spend more time with Marina and get to know her better. There was no denying their sexual compatibility. The question in her mind was whether or not they could develop a lasting relationship or if Marina even wanted to. She was so lost in thought that she didnt hear Marina enter the bedroom and was momentarily startled when she felt Marinas arms slide around her waist.
"Hey, there," Marina said, nuzzling Lizettes ear.
"Hey, there, yourself," Lizette responded, leaning back into Marinas arms.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I was wondering where we go from here."
"Where do you want to go?"
"I honestly dont know. This is all so confusing. I didnt expect it. I dont know what to do with it."
"Why not give it a chance?" Marina asked.
"I live a coast away. Im not sure I can handle a long-distance relationship."
"Stay a while. Lets see where this goes."
"I cant stay. I have a job. I have a flight booked for Sunday. I "
Marina stepped back and put her hands on Lizettes shoulders, turning the smaller woman to face her.
"Stay." Marina said, leaning in to kiss Lizette. "Stay the week. Well work it out from there."
Lizette welcomed the warm kiss and returned it with fervor. "For a week," she whispered, melting into Marinas arms. "One week. And then well see."
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