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    Don’t stop (Part 2)

    Story written on September 16, 2006 by melissa.
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    Inspired by Track 8 of the L Word Sessions CD, titled, “Tina Masturbates”

    Continuation of Don’t stop (5/2005):

    A sound? No. No, it’s nothing. I force myself back to sleep, back to you, your hands, your mouth, everything… you…

    With your fingers pressed firmly into the small of my back, you draw my arched body to your lips, your tongue now taking the lead. You make your way slowly down my abdomen, sketching your path with an almost imperceptible, moist touch that sets every part of my skin aflame for more. Your tongue finally makes its way lower, lower, and by this time breath has become a dispensable luxury. But no, you never quite give it to me then, do you? No, not once in the last seven years, and certaintly not now.

    My head rolls backwards as I imagine your lips grazing effortlessly along a path you’ve so often trodden. The touch is gentle of course, with your warm, torturous breath yielding an almost greater force than the lips trailing over my skin. As you move from the top of my mound across my hips to the side of my body, your tongue suddenly presses deep into my skin, and I gasp with pleasure. Your lips are firm against me now, sucking hard at the furthest border of my hips as your tongue presses deeper into my flesh. I believe, in fact, that you might tease me this way every time, and still each time is as distinctly shocking and incomprehensibly gratifying as the first, seven years ago. With your tongue, you begin to furnish long, deep strokes that run along the border of my thigh to my hip, all the while sucking hard on my skin and digging your nails into my ass to thrust it closer to your mouth.

    My fingers act as foolish mimics to the actions my mind conjures, pressing deeply into my hips and along the teasing course that I’ve come to crave and despise all at once. My other hand breaks with the subtle foreplay of my dreams and is already making slow circles with my palm over my lips and clit. Fuck, I want you…

    I tolerate this only because I know and can thus imagine with ease what is to come. Your hands leave my ass and run upwards along the insides of my tender thighs, spreading them apart. You hold my gaze and lower your head to rest squarely between my legs, and I see in your eyes the flicker of a smile, that certain smile that comes with power and an acknowledgement of uncompromised ownership at this moment of me by you.

    And finally, you begin.

    The first touch is gentle — it always has been — but your intent is precise, sending the tip of your tongue to the very center of my hole. As my body hips rock forward to beg more, you pull away, but begin making slow centripetal circles from my pussy outwards, along the inside of my lips, then spuriously passing over my clit as though its importance is no greater than any other millimeter you intend to bathe with your tongue.

    After an indecipherable number of passes this way, you finally return to my hole and stop. I know what you’re doing now, pausing and taking in my scent, tasting on your lips just how wet you’ve made me, and relishing in every element of it. In a single unbearable motion, your tongue is inside me now, and my ankles come together and force your head against me without even the most tenuous promise of ever letting you go. You move in and out of me now, thrusting your tongue deep into me, stiffening while inside and relaxing it as you move outwards. My hips control me now and they and my entire body are fucking your tongue, begging and receiving more of it, more inside me, more of you now inside me as complement to everything my pussy lacked.

    "Fuck," I mutter under my breath as my right hand makes its way down to my pussy while the palm of my left continues ruefully teasing my clit. The fingers of my right hand have now found my hole, and — with eyes still closed and refusing to abandon my dream — I slide my first and middle finger deep inside me, an inadequate but sufficient mimesis for my imagination’s spell. Nonetheless, the substitution is something, and my body begins to sweat as the motions of my fingers grow deeper and more forceful against my open pussy.

    "I don’t think you need to do that alone, but don’t stop." The voice rapidly takes me out of my dream…

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    3. Dude, please let that be Bette and please let her finish wfat Tina has started. Only Bette Porter can get someones mind racing like that and now I hope Bette makes Tina’s every fantasy cum (I mean come) true. Hopefully you will post another chapter sooner then you did with your last post…..LOL.

    5. I’m just repeating my comment from last year: I loved this phrase: “…etching the simple promise of even more pleasure to come.”But a few paragraphs does not a chapter make! Get to work! We are waiting.

    10. I haven’t got a word for it but this is just woooo! in a really goodway. I hope there will be a follow up soon…it has to be Bette’s voice…it just has to be. I really need to know!

    15. You, my friend, have a lovely way with words. I could point out the sections I was particularly enthralled by, but I would end up re-typing your entire story in this little box. I commented last time, but it was a while before you posted. I do hope the wait isn’t as long after this inspired chapter. Thanks for taking the time to write!

    19. Hot.This is some good stuff melissa. Tina’s thoughts are wonderfully depicted, and painted for us. A whole year later though huh? Do we have to wait that long for the next chapter? I hope not. I have a feeling, it’s Helena’s voice,but Tina’s thinking of Bette. Please post soon!

    20. Why have you hidden yourself away for over a year? You have great writing ability. Great descriptions and vocab! I love intelligent writers that can bring the sexy too. If you continue at your present writing rate, TLW will be in its 40th year before you’ll complete your tale. LOL.

    22. if i remember correctly, when Tina was masturbating she was at Alice’s ……PLEASE DON’T SAY ITS ALICE, THAT WOULD JUST BE GROSS, AS IT WOULD ALSO BE IF IT WERE JOYCE!!!!

    26. Wow, I can’t believe I have a repeat reader! Thanks, everyone, so much for the encouragement. I promise I’ll try and get the next installment done in less than a year this time, perhaps even a week? :-) I’d intended, actually, for this to be only a 2- or 3-part series, but I’ll just see where the next one takes me. Until then, thanks for reading!

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