Thrilled at the heat of Shanes breath against her neck and the touch of her
fingers pulling the robe down off one shoulder, reaching inside to pinch and
roll a hard aroused nipple between her fingertips, she could feel the small
calluses on her fingers. Those long days of holding scissors, combs, and razors
in her hand, turning lackluster hanks of hair into something new and stunning.  What that woman could do with her hands.  She could
make you all new again, Tina thought.  And she had.

No longer able to hold back, Tina pulled Shanes
jeans off roughly, raking the backs of her legs with her fingernails as she
moved back up to peel off her briefs, smiling as Shane
shivered under her touch.  She inhaled
sharply at the sight of damp glistening curls and the aroma of her, knelt, and
ran her tongue through the sweet salty juices, finding her slit hot and
welcoming.  An indistinct growl rose in Shanes
throat as she fell back and braced herself on her arms against the back of the
couch.

Tina stood and slowly pushed Shane
down on her back, tugging her legs open, eyes fixed on Shanes.  I want you, she whispered hoarsely.  I want you now.

Shane closed her eyes and moaned.  Fuck me.

It was all the permission Tina needed.  She positioned one of Shanes legs over the
back of the couch, pushed the other to the side, and lowered her head, flicking
her tongue rapidly back and forth across her clit before sliding lower and
plunging into her, pushing as deep as her tongue would go, thrusting, pulling
out, sucking Shanes swollen lips into her mouth, thrusting in again, lapping
up the juices, savoring every drop and wanting still more, wanting Shanes cum
in her mouth. 

She pushed her, teased her, probed and tasted and nipped, bringing her to the
edge, then pulling away, holding back, wanting Shane to know who was drawing
this pleasure from her, reveling in the power she held over this beautiful
womans body and wanting it, wanting it more than she had ever wanted anything.

Shanes hips matched the urgency of Tinas
tongue, rocking back and forth, feeling the urgent shiver and tickle of the
orgasm Tina was summoning but wouldnt release.  oh god, Tina,
pleaseplease

Tina lowered herself onto Shanes
outstretched leg, and slid back and forth while she slipped one finger, then
two, into Shanes tight pussy.  Her lover hissed and stiffened, just for a
moment; then Tina felt Shane open to her, open in every way, and she took her,
hips bucking and plunging, fingers thrusting deep, lips and mouth sucking,
pulling pleasure, teasing it out, pushing the edge, riding the wave as the
pleasure crested, following it down, following it to the edge, past it, over
it, into searing pleasure that left them screaming, writhing, and finally
breathless.

~*~*~*~*~*

Caged
2.8.05

I built my life
Like an empty cage
Inviting to dwell in
Difficult to leave from
Locked away from the world
That surrounds me
Keeping the population at bay
They stare & ponder
As I sit forever still
I yearn for so much more
Its easier just to hide
Behind the shroud
Ive never rattled the bars
Rigid as they are
Theyll never give
I dont have the strength
To fight the unyielding steel
Instead I just rest
Waiting for the day
When the lock will give way
Caged from what could have been
My life
Self imposed prison
Will always be my strife