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Arlen

by Dana
(Arizona)

Beautiful, Gentle ...

Beautiful, Gentle ...

Her name was Arlen. A beautiful, blonde woman with the softest, sweetest voice had answered my personal ad that I had placed in the local underground newspaper. I listened to her three recorded introductions she had left on three different occasions. Her accent was foreign, but it was definitely NOT British.

I finally called her as she had requested those three different times. I had figured out that she must be from Australia. When she answered, I immediately felt comfortable and said, "You are definitely from Australia!" To my surprise she responded, "No, I'm definitely not!" I apologized and learned that she was from New Zealand, and was attending the U of A pursuing her Masters in English Literature. I was also in college getting my Paralegal degree. We both had children. Already we were finding coincidences which made us feel more at ease.

We agreed to meet at a certain time in the Student Union. I recognized her immediately. She was a little shorter than me, but her green eyes and blonde hair were a killer combination to go with her sweet voice. When she looked at me over her shoulder out of the corner of her eyes, she reminded me of Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct.

I think the attraction was instant and mutual, and we made plans to go out the following evening. I wore a tight, long-sleeved, velvet dress which showed off my legs. The dark-blue color accentuated my eyes, making them look even larger. Arlen wore a white leather skirt and a tight, black- lace blouse. Her breasts were slightly smaller than mine, and I could see her nipples through her blouse. I couldn't take my eyes off of her the entire night.

We shared a bottle of Australian Chardonnay. I normally love Chardonnay but had never tried this particular brand. It was actually a little too sweet for me, but I wanted to please her tonight. When the evening came to an end and it was time to take her home, all I could think about was whether she liked me or not. I knew that she did because I could tell with the way she kept checking me out.

When we pulled up in front of her house, we began to talk for a minute and she leaned her face closer to mine. Then she reached behind my head and pulled me to her, gently bushing her soft lips onto mine as our tongues began to caress each other.

Immediately the windows in the car began to fog up, but we were not going to stop just yet. The pace of our kiss quickly picked up and our breathing became more rapid. Our hands began to explore each other. She was not wearing a bra, and her nipples were erect as my fingers reached them. Arlen began to moan and reached up to my breasts which were aching for her touch. I began to feel myself getting so wet. Arlen took my hand and led it between her legs. I could feel the wetness of her excitement had soaked through her satin thong, which was loosely fit over her swollen lips.

Arlen spread her legs as I continued to kiss her, work my mouth and fingers around her nipples with one hand, and tease her pussy with my other hand. She was so wet and I was on fire. He fingers had worked their way into my white-lace thong, caressing my soft, smoothness as they tickled my clit. Both of us had our legs spread, fogging up the windows, music playing, and creating our own heat out in her driveway.

I turned Arlen around and forced her on her back up against the door of my car, so I could have better access to her secret garden. Both of my hands were on her breasts as I caressed her lips with my tongue, enticing her tonuge out to play with mine. I alternately rolled her nipples around in my fingers, and then I kneaded her warms breasts, until I knew she was dying to have my tongue inside of her.

With my hands on Arlen's breasts, I slowly began to work my way down as I kissed and licked her nipples. She was making soft, cooing noises as I buried my face into each breast, flicking my tongue back and forth on her hard nipples. I began to move my way down her tummy, and I could hear her breathing pick up as she began to moan. I stroked her taut thighs, slowly teasing her as I moved my hands up the insides.

I paused right where her thighs meet her pelvis, gently tracing my fingers along the area where they meet. I was breathing hard by then as her scent began to intoxicate me. I took one finger and traced along her lips, all the way around and back down. Her pussy was so wet and I finally had to bring my finger up between both of her lips, slightly, just enough to have her writhing and moaning. I teased and tickled her little clit with one finger as I watched her squirm. Her hips gyrated in circles following my finger. It was such a turn-on to tease her like this. She spread her legs further and I lowered my head down.

Using my tongue with the same motion as my finger, I began to trace her swollen lips on one side, and down the other. I deliberately avoided direct contact with her clit, and it was driving her crazy. I am wild with desire and I can't hold off any more. With the flat part of my tongue I began right in the middle of her drenched pussy, and slowly licked up like I would an ice cream cone.

I continued to lick Arlen like that over and over, just in upward motions as her clit was hardening across my tongue. Her juices were so sweet and I couldn't resist taking one hand down between my legs as I tantalized her pussy with my hungry tongue.

Arlen was moaning as I lapped up her juices out in the middle of her driveway. My own pussy was on fire as I worked my clit with my fingers in synchronization with my tongue in Arlen's pussy. I picked up pace now and used my tongue in circles all around her clit, on her lips, and up inside of her. I felt myself getting so close to cumming I backed off until I knew that Arlen was ready. I took my finger and inserted on into her pretty, little pussy as I continued to lap away like it was a bowl of milk.

Just then, Arlen's entire body spasmed and she began to contract all over my tongue as I continued to kiss her. I reached down and worked my clit between my fingers and I came with her. We both climaxed so hard that the car shook. Minutes passed before we calmed down and began to chuckle. She was so hot and wet, she turned me on so much. I know I did my part, but there was so much more that I wanted to do.

We put our panties back on and kissed each other goodnight, making plans to see each other in a couple of days. I could hardly wait. I already decided that I would buy a bottle of Australian Chardonnay and learn to like it!

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