You r nasty. That was low, base, depraved, hentai and tasteless.
Got any more??? I kind of like it.


----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Adrian Tymes" <wingcat@pacbell.net>
To: <ffml@anifics.com>
Sent: Tuesday, January 21, 2003 7:50 AM
Subject: [FFML] [SM][Spamfic][Lemon] In The Tongue Of The Beholder

Usagi held in a whimper as her friend's tongue continued to work its
magic.  She could feel another orgasm coming, and turned to
contemplation to try to quell her fires.

For weeks now, her friend would just walk up, unannounced, when Usagi
was resting on her bed and start in.  Most of the time, Usagi had been
aroused by something else; the first time, her friend had caught her
masturbating.  But neither was it uncommon for her friend to start with
her breasts, rubbing and licking and suckling until she was moist down
there.  Panties, bras, and any other clothing in the way was dislodged
to the minimum extent necessary, though given the circumstances, Usagi
was usually minimally clothed at the time anyway.

Each time, Usagi did little but lie back and take it, for what else
could she do?  Her friend certainly did not seem to expect the same
treatment in kind: among other signs, her rear end was pointed towards
Usagi's feet rather than head during these sessions.  Mindful of her
family in the rest of the house, Usagi muffled her moans and screams, in
stark contrast to her verbal gymnastics intended to spur on her mate
when she was riding Mamoru in his apartment.  She suspected her parents
suspected the truth nonetheless, but if they did, they had not said
anything.  Perhaps her father thought anything, even this, was better
than Mamoru.

Thoughts of the past dissolved as her body insisted on coming in the
present.  Clenching her teeth together, Usagi felt her body spasm as
wave after wave of climax rippled through her, the tongue continuing to
lick up her flowing juices at its unhurried pace, far enough in by now
that Usagi could feel her friend's nose inside her too.  Although she
would later be uncertain it was even a full minute, it felt like hours
as her body danced to her friend's beat, voluntary control so minimal
that only the slight pain of low oxygen triggered her instinct to
breathe as her heart pounded in her chest.

And then it was over, Usagi left gasping as the sensations faded.  Her
friend continued drinking, but her body was temporarily, thankfully,
less sensitive to that stimulus - but all too temporarily.  Another
orgasm soon rocked Usagi, then a third, and finally her friend had had
her fill.  Usagi looked at her friend's face retreating from her lower
lips, tongue still working but this time licking the area of her mouth
clean.  She and her friend locked eyes, and Usagi finally gained the
courage to ask, "Not that I mind, but, why?"

"Because you taste like fish," Luna answered as if it was the most
obvious thing in the world, "and your milk isn't bad either."


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