Chain Letter Ch. 4

She climaxed, the strength leaving her legs, her body shaking with unthinkable pleasure. She gave herself to Fey, to the beautiful woman, lover of her lover, to the servant of her mistress. She felt her juices drench Fey's busy fingers as she continued to scream, between short ragged breaths, drowning into a sea of orgasmic ecstasy, before collapsing back into Fey's supportive arms.

The room fell silent, but only for a few moments...

7.

Their bodies were pressed against each other's, spread across the spacious double bed, searching, feeling, yearning.

Andrea's face was buried in Vivian's pussy, licking with abandon, her tongue sliding in and out of her flowing crevasse, while the object of her affection moaned and shook with every lick. Her naked skin was slick with perspiration, the agony of the delightful torment taking its toll on her voluptuous womanly form. Meanwhile, Fey and Rachel were locked in a deep soul kiss, their tongues intertwined in a sensuous dance while their hands and fingers were buried in each other's throbbing cunts, effortlessly sliding in and out, their bodies shaking in unison as the mutual stroking brought them ever closer to a simultaneous orgasm.

They had made love for hours, and there was yet no sing of relenting or cessation, the passionate fire consuming them whole without burning itself out. Their screams of glorious bliss echoed in the room as three of the women shook in the throes of lesbian climax. Andrea dutifully continued to lick Vivian's delicious essence from her dripping slit as the lawyer reclined back in momentary exhaustion, while Fey and Rachel smiled as they continued to kiss, unwilling to break even for an instant the intoxicating communion of their yearning mouths, their hands relaxing to a soft caress of their pussies, bodies glowing with the warmth of newly consumed passion.

Hours... hours spent in loving worship, an odyssey of sapphic discovery, a communion of sacred pleasure, between women... between lovers well acquainted and newfound companions exploring each other's bodies...

They remained, all four, still for a time. Then, Rachel, Fey and Vivian moved of their own accord, while Andrea remained motionless. Then, as she tried to shift, she was gently restrained. All three women positioned themselves properly, before descending upon the lone woman, fingers, hands and arms gently taking hold of her.

Andrea sighed as she felt herself being transported in a heaven of rapture and exhilaration, sensations visited upon her body by three very sensual women intent on worshiping her form with unrestrained passion almost too much for her to bear. Her arms came to rest over her head, arching her back and giving full access to her soft and supple tits, while her legs were gently parted, her moist pussy glistening in the candlelight. Fey's lips slid over her trembling mouth, initiating a long, sensuous kiss, while Vivian teased each of Andrea's nipples in turn with a tongue both eager and nimble. Meanwhile, farther down, Rachel's hands were sliding under the smooth skin of her rear, raising her pelvis, while she felt the familiar but no less erotic feeling of a snaking organ caressing the puckered opening of her asshole. She was entranced by three mouths, praising the temple of her physical form with lips, tongues, saliva, sending her soul and mind reeling.

Fey's tongue slid deeper and deeper into her mouth, and both women enthusiastically joined in a mutual and amorous exchange that enflamed the measure of their passion a thousandfold. In the meantime, Vivian had ceased her teasing and now suckled at Andrea's breasts in earnest, like a woman possessed. Every lick, every bite send shivers down Andrea's spine, and she proceeded to cradle each orb of flesh even more lovingly as she continued to suck with libidinous abandon. While she did so, Rachel's careful exploration of her mistress' ass gave way to bold and unabashed thrusting, her probing and saliva-coated tongue slithering in and out of her rear like a snake forcing its way into a small hole. As her left hand continued to cradle and support Andrea's lovely ass, her right hand was busily stroking her pussy, smearing her juices all over her outer lips and mons. Occasionally she would pause from her rimming to slide one of her fingers in her mouth, or to partake of Andrea's cum!

from the source with a lick, before returning to the sweet orifice she revered orally.

All three women continued for long minutes, working hard to bring Andrea, perhaps the one responsible for introducing them all to a new and extraordinary form of love, to the edge of her greatest orgasm yet. All three pressed on, tentatively, careful not to precipitate things, bringing her higher and higher into unexplored realms of ecstasy, adoring every minute and second of their task.

There was only so much Andrea could withstand... Lying on a bed, ravished by three beautiful women hell bent on making her cum, she felt herself break away from all things physical as the crashing wave of her climax came upon her. Sensations beyond her ability to describe left her gasping for a breath as lightning fused up and down her spine, exploding every nerve in her body. Her hips bucked, her chest arched outwards, her head swung side to side, tears drowning in the beads of sweat which had formed on her skin. Fey, Rachel and Vivian held her in their arms as she continued to climax on and on, for seconds, and minutes, the multiple orgasm continuing as they persisted with their affections.

Andrea felt herself sliding into a semi-conscious state, aware of the presence of her lovers around her and nothing else... she had known bliss beyond imagining, and felt more love for Fey, Rachel and Vivian than anyone else in her life. She smiled weakly, hoping to recuperate quickly, and visit upon all three others the same kind of joy she had experienced...

8.

*****

Love getting you down? Can't find the right person to share your life with?

Close your eyes and wish for your true love!

Send this e-mail to three of your girlfriends... and your wish shall come true!

*****

"What are you doing?" called out Fey, walking up to Andrea. She was wearing a short white bathrobe, water still glistening on her warm skin. She slid a hand from behind and cupped Andrea's breast through her light blue nightgown. Behind them, in the bathroom, Andrea heard the sound of the shower running, and moans from Vivian and Rachel.

"Just sending a message. Seems like the appropriate thing to do."

Fey smiled as she read the words on the computer screen. "Playing Cupid, I see."

"Strangers really. Maybe someone out there needs the kind of luck I've had in finding a soulmate."

Fey shifted around and responded to Andrea's declaration with a soft kiss.

"So I guess you won't be sending a copy to your sister in Minnesota?"

Andrea elbowed Fey playfully in the ribs. "Hey-she's married with two kids. I'm not going to mess that up!"

Fey giggled happily, and kissed Andrea again. "Alright-but hurry will you? Vivian and Rachel are getting antsy again, and I may not be able to handle both of them!"

She sauntered back into the bathroom, while Andrea's eyes returned to the screen. She randomly handpicked four or five female names and electronic addresses from a 'searching-for-love' web site, pasted them in the e-mail's recipient field and sent them via an anonymous account. The message vanished from her screen, and Andrea briefly wondered about the magic which had come attached to the mail she had received, so long ago it seemed. She wondered if a bit of that magic would not travel along with her message... wondered if a woman like herself had not, months ago, sat in front of a computer, in the wake of a new understanding of her deepest passions, sending out a message such as this...

She smiled as her thoughts returned to Fey and the others, and rose at once, the fabric of her gown tugging gently at her stiffening nipples and sending shudders of excitement all the way down her moistening cunt. She leisurely walked over to the bathroom, her spirit soaring in the wake of love...

End.