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by Sarah Sanders


  “You know, we can say ‘I dos’ later,” Ika said impishly earning a soft laugh from Ree.

  “Ika, besides being stunning, I think you are a very intelligent girl. I don’t remember the last time I enjoyed talking to someone as I did talking to you. I have never known anyone as smart and sexy as you.”

  “Really?”

  “Cross my heart…if I lie, I swear to die,” Ree said caressing Ika’s face with the backs of her fingers. “Now if I’m not dead in the next ten seconds, you know I’m telling you the truth.” Ree cupped Ika’s face with one hand.

  Ika covered Ree’s hand with hers, “You’re quite the charmer, aren’t you?”

  “Actually, I’m not. I’m not much of a talker,” Ree smiled.

  “Liar,” Ika finally smiled, her eyes shining.

  “You think we’ll get up from here anytime soon?”

  “Maybe.”

  “Will you come back with me to my room?” softly.

  Ika looked into Ree’s eyes. “Ree, I need you to know something. I have NEVER masturbated in front of someone. I’m NOT an exhibitionist. I swear don’t usually have sex with someone within the first hour of meeting them. And I don’t usually go to bed with someone just a few hours after meeting them. What happened…what is happening…is something I’ve never felt or done before.”

  “You think I am not feeling how powerful this thing is between us? You also need to know this, babe, I don’t usually ask someone to come to bed with me the day I meet them,” Ree smiled. “I don’t hit on anyone…either this fast or maybe even ever. This is a first for me too. I’m not a player…far from it.”

  Ika cupped Ree’s face with one hand and ran her thumb across her lips. “Okay then.”

  “‘Okay then’, what? You’ll come with me?” hopefully.

  “Yes.” Ika unfolded herself from Ree’s lap, stood, stretched extravagantly and held her hand out to Ree.

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  Ree opened the door to her room. For the life of her, Ika couldn’t have said how they reached the room. Ree had wrapped her arm around Ika’s waist as they walked and her thumb was caressing her waist, making Ika lose track of what they were talking, where they were going, where they were in this world or any other mundane reality. The only thing that she registered was that Ree was a few inches – maybe three or four inches – taller than her.

  Ika felt like she was in a free fall. Her body was tingling, every nerve end sensitised and she felt that every emotion was also as tingly and sensitised as her physical body. She had no clue what it was that was sweeping through her but her heart was dancing and her soul was stretching into infinity in a burst of gold. Everything in her was screaming excitement, satisfaction and…home.

  She was floating. She felt her body, mind and feelings had all been suddenly set free and were cavorting in unbridled joy and unrestrained dizziness. She had never felt this complete ecstasy. She no longer cared to try to understand what was happening with her…with her heart. Here and now…and Ree…were all that mattered.

  Ika preceded Ree into the room. Distantly she was aware that if her room was plush, Ree’s redefined the concept of luxury but was immediately drawn to a wall made completely of glass that had the most amazing view of the sea.

  As she stood at the wall/window, she saw Ree turn on a single table lamp by the sofa and walk to her in the reflection in the glass. She felt Ree’s hand on her waist and a kiss on her neck.

  “Hmmm, just like that,” she murmured smiling, moving into the touch. “That’s just what I had felt.”

  Ree wrapped both her arms around Ika. Ika raised her arms to cover Ree’s. They just stood there like that in perfect harmony watching the darkness…knowing that the tossing sea was right out there…seeing the moonlight glinting off the dark waters.

  Ree was giving Ika time to adjust, get comfortable and set their pace. She didn’t want to rush or push Ika into anything that made her uncomfortable after the way Ika had just freaked out on the beach. She didn’t want Ika to have any misgivings about herself or about them.

  Ika realised this and appreciated it. She turned in Ree’s arms and put her arms over Ree’s shoulders, looking into the eyes that were looking back at her with tenderness and want. Something started growing in her. A thought? An emotion? A feeling? A new being that felt so large that she couldn’t contain it within herself? Something intangible but more real than anything that she could touch or feel. She wondered just what this draw, this connection, was. She pushed away examining this…this thing…for later because what she really wanted is to give in to the demand of her thrumming body and racing heart. She wanted to feel Ree’s hands on her. To feel Ree’s lips on hers and in more intimate places.

  The deeply visceral response she was having to Ree was a first. She did okay in the sexual realm, but she had never felt this need to be touched. She had wondered if she was frigid because though she enjoyed sex fine enough, she never felt that she was totally into it. It was like she had never switched off and really got into the sheer connection with another body. Even the couple of orgasms she had had in past had not left her mindlessly numb. Sex so far hadn’t been bad in any way, it was all…fine. Just fine. It didn’t play a very big part in her life or mind.

  And now, already, without having really touched her, Ree had led her to a mindless orgasm with just her words. Her eyes. Her voice. A simple hand on her waist had made her lose track of time, place and thought.

  Ika wanted more of Ree. She wanted to feel the sheer pleasure of suspended reality that only Ree seemed to be able to evoke in her. She wanted to feel Ree’s hands and lips doing hitherto only imagined sexy things to her.

  She brushed the sides of Ree’s temples and traced Ree’s face…her hairline, her eyebrows, her nose, her jawline, her lips… with fingertips. She outlined Ree’s ears, and felt her shiver slightly. What she didn’t know was that Ree never let anyone touch her face and Ika’s hands on her face felt incredibly intimate and erotic.

  “Kiss me, Ree,” Ika said softly, going up on her toes, bringing her lips close to Ree’s mouth and stopping there, waiting for Ree to close the miniscule gap…waiting to be kissed.

  Ree placed a featherlight kiss on Ika’s lips. Then another one. She kissed the sides of Ika’s mouth. Another kiss on the lips and a quick lick. She was teasing and Ika was getting wound up with the anticipation.

  Another soft kiss, firmer than before but still too soft. “Ree…” Ika pleaded.

  Ree pressed her lips to Ika’s and Ika exhaled in relief. Her hands threaded themselves into Ree’s hair and she kissed back with a ferocity that surprised both of them. Ree responded aggressively, drawing Ika closer, completely owning the younger woman.

  Ree’s hands slipped under Ika’s t-shirt to her breasts…doing exactly everything that they both had so desperately wanted. Ika moaned into Ree’s mouth and moulded herself closer.

  Ree slipped Ika’s skirt down her hips, caressing her hips and thighs as she lowered it. Ika released Ree for a split second to remove her t-shirt and returned to kissing Ree.

  “Ika,” Ree said in a hushed tone…and Ika heard want and wonder in the tone…there was a reverence…which had her even more turned on than before. I can come just hearing her say my name, Ika thought. That voice is lethal by itself. And her tones and sincerity in her voice just make it more dangerous.

  Ika walked Ree back to a sofa, straddling her when Ree sat down.

  She broke the kiss and raised her head. Staring down into Ree’s liquid eyes, she rubbed herself against Ree, as Ree held her hips pushing her down some more and giving her more friction.

  Ree’s breathing was uneven as she leaned forward to kiss the breasts moving so tantalisingly right in front or her mouth. She kissed a nipple and then licked the tip with the tip of her tongue. Ika moaned and arched her back offering more access to her breasts to Ree.

  Ree took the areola in her mouth, moving it in and out of the
warm mouth a few times, licking Ika’s nipples. Ika was moaning and groaning, expressing all the feelings racing through her with wordless sounds.

  Ree cupped Ika’s cunt and Ika inhaled sharply. Ree’s finger slipped inside Ika’s slit stroking her… “Oh God! Yessss, Ree. Touch me…touch me.”

  “Ika.”

  Vaguely Ika was aware that Ree was actually calling her and not just calling out her name in the throes of passion. “Mmmmm?”

  “Ika.”

  “Yeah?” her eyes still closed as she ground herself into Ree.

  “How old are you?”

  “Twenty-six.”

  Ree’s hand slowed.

  “What?” Ika asked, sensing a change in Ree, but still too charged up to want to stop.

  “Ika, I am…”

  “Later Ree…don’t stop doing what you were doing…I’ll die.”

  “Ika…”

  “Shhhh…later.” She kissed Ree.

  Ika could feel Ree struggling to respond but unable to engage. Her hands had moved to either side of Ika’s waist.

  “I’m sorry, Ika…I can’t.” Ree moved her mouth away.

  Ika sighed heavily. “Okay tell me.”

  “I need to tell you how old I am…how much older than you I am,” Ree said regretfully.

  “Ree, does it feel like I care?” Ika took Ree’s hand and put it back on her pussy, sliding a finger in and making her stroke inside…showing just how very wet she was.

  Ree shook her head. “I am fifty-one.”

  “Okay…now please continue doing what you were doing to me.”

  “Did you hear me?” Ree said tentatively…however, she couldn’t help but continue stroking Ika from her opening to her clit.

  “I did.”

  “Ika, do you realise I am almost twice your age?”

  “Ree, does it seem like I care?” Ika said against Ree’s lips.

  “Babe, I need you to register this properly,” Ree brought back her hand from Ika’s cunt to her waist.

  Ika sat back realising that this was an important issue to Ree. She ran the backs of her fingers across Ree’s face, looking into her eyes, “Fine, let’s talk.”

  She slid off Ree’s lap and pressed herself along her side, one leg slung over her. She slid one arm around the older woman’s shoulder and caressed her face with the other using the gentlest of touches. Ree held her around her waist and the other hand rested on her leg. Ika could feel regret and despair pouring out of Ree, who had completely closed down. Ree was barely holding herself from physically moving away.

  “Touch me, Ree…I promise you we’ll talk…but touch me…you know where I want you to – need you to – touch me,” Ika said softly. She needed to recapture the connection which was so strong just seconds ago.

  Ree ran her hand over Ika’s leg and slipped it between her thighs, cupping her centre.

  “Pinch me,” Ika whispered in Ree’s ear.

  Ree parted Ika’s lower lips and pinched her clit using her thumb and forefinger.

  Ika studied her for a moment. The touch was in an intimate – very intimate – place but it wasn’t an intimate touch…like it should’ve…would’ve…been a few moments earlier.

  “Ree, stop panicking...stop running away from me…touch me like you mean it, sweetie,” Ika said very, very gently looking at Ree.

  Ika’s use of the term of endearment warmed Ree all over. She felt the freeze that had her so funked out thawing. She didn’t know whether she was thrilled or terrified that Ika caught and recognised her emotions so well…so soon. She felt overcome, turned her head and kissed Ika’s hand which was moving over her face.

  “That’s better,” Ika smiled.

  “Sweets, this is also going to come up at some point, so let’s get it out of the way right now. I’ve never been with a woman before. I have never felt any attraction to any woman in my life. I always thought I was straight. Am I now gay? I definitely am for you,” Ika ran her fingers along Ree’s cheek bones and saw Ree’s eyes warming.

  “I don’t know what it is with you…but what I am experiencing with you, about you…what I’m feeling for you…goes way beyond gender and age,” she nuzzled Ree’s neck and felt Ree kissing the top of her head.

  “It doesn’t matter to me that you’re a woman or that you are fifty-one. My whole life and my whole world have completely realigned and centred themselves in you. I only know I want to be with you for as long as you will have me,” Ika ran her fingers along Ree’s lips.

  “Will you have me, Ree?” Ika asked softly, touching her lips to Ree’s.

  Ree felt her eyes get a little wet, completely overwhelmed by Ika’s candour. She closed her eyes and kissed Ika. Ika moved her hand to the back of Ree’s head bringing her closer and kissed her back.

  It was a soft kiss. It was gentle, yet deep. It held all the emotions that language fails to find words for. It was a kiss in which it felt like their souls melded together. Everything became quiet and still for the longest time as they kissed and drew each other closer and closer till Ika was once again atop Ree.

  When they finally broke the kiss they looked at each other breathing heavily; with wonder and oceans of unspoken words passing between them. The magnitude of emotion was drowning them.

  “So are you going to continue this here, or are you going to take me to bed?” Ika asked huskily.

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  Ika was screaming out loud in what felt like the millionth orgasm she was having ever since they made it to the bedroom. She was thrashing and convulsing. Ree was between her legs doing wild and wicked things with her tongue.

  From the top of her head to the tips of her toes and the bottom of her feet, Ree had caressed, kissed, licked, nipped and sucked every millimetre of Ika’s glorious body, discovering every sensitive spot…every erogenous zone. Even Ika didn’t know she had that many erogenous zones.

  Ree had kept going all over her body and Ika had kept coming, sometimes silently in waves, sometimes with moans and shudders, and sometimes, like now, really, really loud. The sheets were totally soaked with her wet.

  Ika raised her hips and arched her back, screaming, coming in an orgasm that could only be called magnificent. She shuddered as waves crashed through her and she dripped. Finally she lay back totally spent, her muscles had turned to water.

  “Stop…Ree…stop…,” she gasped, struggling to breathe. “Please, I can’t take anymore.” Multi-multi orgasmic. Who would have thought?

  With one last kiss on her clit, Ree came up to lie beside Ika. She slipped an arm under and around the waist of the splendid girl pulling her closer and hugged her. Ika found her place…tucked into the crook of Ree’s neck.

  Ree kissed her head and Ika hummed with contentment. Ree just held Ika for a long while. Ika probably dozed off.

  “Babe, can you stand?” tenderly.

  “What do you want to do to me now?” exhausted.

  “Take you to the other bedroom which has a bed with fresh sheets,” smiling.

  Ika nodded.

  Ree got off the bed and stood. She helped Ika stand up on the bed, wrapped Ika’s legs around her waist, and Ika gladly wrapped her arms around Ree’s shoulders, dropping her head on her shoulder…happy to be carried…there wasn’t much chance that she could’ve walked anywhere.

  Ree lay her down on the bed and pulled the blanket over both of them.

  “Ree, what time is it?”

  “Just about three.”

  “I have a meeting at six. Will you wake me up at five?”

  “Sure.”

  “Which trip are you going on today? I’ll come along.”

  “I’m not going anywhere.”

  “Even better. We can stay here all day.”

  Ree kissed the top of Ika’s head again, her hand moving over Ika’s ass, edging towards her pussy.

  “Ree, don’t touch my cunt or clit anytime soon…if you do, I might have to kill you as soon as I can move.”


  Ree didn’t expect Ika to use filthy language so easily. It was one of the biggest turn-ons for her. A barely acknowledged, and far from expressed, fantasy. A woman who talked dirty. Unselfconsciously. It thrilled Ree that Ika did it so naturally. My other half, she smiled to herself.

  Ree chuckled, squeezed Ika’s ass and moved her hand back to her waist.

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  The dark of the night found Ree awake. Meditating on the miracle that lay with her…partly on her…wrapped all around her. Ika. Ree was assailed with a zillion feelings that chased each other all around her head. Euphoria. Fear. Disbelief. Desire. And then there was this one feeling that underlay everything else that refused to be termed. It ran quicksilver-like through every emotion. Every thought.

 

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