One Moment In Time

By Ann Douglas

Part 3

Michelle moaned as she felt the soft wetness of Kelly's tongue as it slid up and into her love canal. Hitting all the right spots, she began to drive the younger woman up the ridges of her own climax. It wasn't long before Michelle's heart was racing and the same electrical surges that Kelly had felt a short time before now ravaged her own body.

Grabbing the back of Kelly's head with her powerful hands, Michelle pulled her deeper between her legs. So forceful was her grip that Kelly couldn't even catch her breath. Not that she cared at the moment. All that concerned her was the small trickle of juices that she was eagerly lapping up with the tip of her tongue. A trickle that she knew would soon be a flood.

She didn't have long to wait as Michelle's naked form, covered with sweat, began to buck and quake. The larger woman let out a loud cry of joy as she exploded in and across Kelly's mouth. Kelly would've joined in the shout but she was too busy lapping up her reward

"Oh God, that was great." Michelle panted as the two woman laid side by side.

The two spent long minutes just silently kissing and licking each other clean. No further words were shared, just an occasional shared laughter.

Finally, looking up at the large 18 inch clock on the wall, the military woman noted that they had already been at it for over a half hour. Time was running so fast.

Kelly meanwhile was oblivious to the passage of time, she was having to much fun. She never realized how good it could feel to just let someone else take control, even if just for a little while.

"I've got a little surprise for you." Michelle laughed as she reached under the bed and pulled out her flight bag.

Kelly watched, first in fascination, then in shock, as Michelle produced a large 9" dildo from the dark blue bag. In her own luggage, she kept a smaller vibrator, but nothing like this. It was the strap on kind, and it was obvious that Michelle planned to wear it.

"I don't know about this..." Kelly said with more than a touch of hesitation in her voice.

"Didn't you say in your emails that it's always been your fantasy to be fucked by a monster cock?" Michelle asked as she jumped back onto the bed. "How you always dreamed about it but would never do it with a man other than your husband."

Kelly bit down on her lower lips as she studied the formidable rubber phallic. It had been her fantasy to be totally ravaged at least once in her life. She loved her husband, she really did. Yet sometimes she so much wanted something more than his 7" in her.

"I guess that sometimes you can fantasize about something knowing its never going to happen, that way its a safe obsession." Came her reply.

"All right." Michelle said, a little disappointed. "I'll just put this away then."

"Wait...." Kelly said, taking the time to measure her words. "I'd really like to try it....honestly."

The look of disappointment on Michelle's face instantly turned to joy. It resembled nothing else if not that of the cat that ate the canary. She quickly secured the straps of her artificial manhood around and between her legs. She held out her hand to Kelly and guided her to the floor, it was always more fun down there.

She again started with kisses, first her cheeks, then her mouth. She continued down her body, taking the time to once again enjoy the fullness of Kelly's breasts. Eventually she reached her still moist mound, glistening with shiny droplets of her earlier eruption.

Spreading her cunt lips, Michelle wasted no time in exploring the inner reaches of her new lover's sexuality. The scent of their recent sex filled her nostrils as much as the taste of it filled assaulted her tongue. Michelle took a firm grip on Kelly's buttocks and pulled her closer.

"Oh yes.." Kelly said as the frequency of Michelle's withdrawals and re-insertions increased with each passing moment.

Michelle continued with her oral ministrations, always aware of the ticking of the clock above her. And with each passing minute, Kelly's moans became louder and louder. Michelle was pleased that she was having such an effect on her lover, but was becoming concerned that someone might hear her. True, they were in a private section of the terminal, but there were still workers in the building. What if someone heard them and decided to investigate?

"Not so loud!" Michelle commanded as she paused for a moment. "We don't want to draw company."

Kelly nodded in agreement and obeyed for a few minutes. But finally the wet, moist tongue buried inside her cause her to resume her cries, in an even louder volume.

"Oh God...oh my God...oh it' s so good... faster...faster...!" Kelly suddenly yelled so loud that it caused Michelle to jump.

In all her letters, Kelly had never mentioned that she was a screamer. Michelle immediately realized that Kelly couldn't help herself. As the woman beneath her let out a second equally loud shout, Michelle grabbed the closest thing at hand off the floor and pushed it into Kelly's mouth. What it turned out to be was her own panties, still wet with her anticipation over Kelly's visit.

"Kelly, you have to quiet down..." She said in her most commanding tone. "If you can't stop I'll have to leave that gag in place...either that or we'll have to stop. If I leave it there, then you can moan as loud as you want. Do you want me to take it out and stop?"

Kelly shook her head side to side in a violent motion. No matter what it took, she wanted Michelle to keep on going.

Assuming the classic missionary position, Michelle took hold of the large rod dangling between her legs and positioned it at the entrance of Kelly's now very lubricated pussy. She pushed forward ever so slightly, opening wide the folds of her womanhood.

Kelly let out a grunt that was heard even through her makeshift gag. She was far from a virgin having lost that distinction some 23 years before, but she had never ever taken anything that big inside her before. Michelle looked up from her view of the cockhead disappearing inside Kelly's pussy at the sound. She looked into Kelly's brown eyes to see if she wanted her to stop. It only took a second for Kelly to bob her head up and down for Michelle to continue.

Over the next several minutes, Michelle slowly entered and re-entered Kelly, measuring the force of her thrusts with the display of discomfort shown on the businesswoman's face. She really didn't want to hurt her and was relieved when her facial expression changed from one of determined acceptance to one of enjoyment. If the blonde haired woman needed any other encouragement, she felt Kelly's hands against her ass, pushing her inside her.

Now freed from that worry, Michelle began to pump away in earnest. Faster and faster she thrusted, driving almost the full length of her fake cock into her lover. The pressure of the small protrusion on the underside of the rubber that caressed her own clit, sending oscillating waves through her own form. Thus each powerful stroke was felt by both women.

Michelle had started with the missionary position because it was the easiest for entry. Now to was time to just really have fun. She pulled out of Kelly and barked out an order that would've made her instructor back in basic training proud.

"Get on all fours!" She commanded.

So wrapped up in the wonderful feeling she was getting from Michelle's robust penetrations, Kelly quickly moved to respond. Without really taking the time to think about it, she flipped over and assumed the position, lifting her bottom up into the air as to invite easy access. She just wanted Michelle back inside her.

In that she wasn't disappointed. Michelle grabbed her legs and spread them even wider. Then with a lust filled thrust, rammed the cock back inside her. Harder and harder she pushed, taking both of them to the heights of passion.

Both women could feel the rising explosion that would consume them both. Kelly was more than content to just lie there and await it, but Michelle was determined to meet it head-on.

Pushing Kelly's head to the floor, Michelle straddled her, planted her cock ever deeper with each effort. Now it was Michelle who was grunting ever louder as sweat poured from her pores and her breasts bounced back and forth. Kelly was totally pinned, she tried to shift to a more comfortable position was helpless against the younger woman's strength.

It was Kelly who erupted first. Michelle could feel her pussy contract around the fake cock as she pulled and pushed it in with a single fluid motion. Her own orgasm followed two strokes later.

They collapsed upon each other, drenched in a combination of sweat, sex and exhaustion. They just laid there for about ten minutes, trading soft touches and little kisses.

The clock on the wall told them that Kelly's plane left in less than forty minutes. They had to get cleaned up. Reluctantly they lifted themselves off the floor and kissed one more time.

Standing naked a few feet from each other, they laughed at the sign of each other. Neither resembled the woman who walked into the room a short time before.

Thankfully, the makeshift apartment had a shower large enough for two and it wasn't long before they had washed each other clean. Time was now the enemy as they dressed and gathered their things. Since Michelle had a change of underwear in her bag, Kelly asked to keep the ones that had served as her gag as a souvenir. She quickly shoved them into her jacket's side pocket.

They had to race down the corridor to make the last call for the flight. Flashing an id given to her by the Security Chief, Michelle went with Kelly all the way to the plane. Kelly suddenly pulled her to a stop just a few feet from the cabin door. Quickly looking right and left to make sure they were alone, she leaned forward and kissed her. It was a brief but satisfying kiss.

"I love you." Kelly whispered before she turned and ran into to plane, afraid that if she waited any longer she might not get on.

Michelle watched as the attendant secured the cabin door behind her. Her eyes searched the small windows as the plane pulled away for some sign of her - to no avail. Before turning and heading back down the passageway, she whispered to herself.

"I love you too."

Kelly felt both happy and sad as the plane pulled up and into the sky. Happy at what Michelle and she had shared, it was an experience she would always remember. Sad at the knowledge that it would never be repeated. They were of two different worlds and neither would give up their world to live in the others. They would always remain friends. That, and the memory, would be enough.

Three days later, Michelle got her first mail from Kelly since they had met. She agreed with Kelly's assessment of their relationship. It was enough that they'd had that moment in time. As she got to the bottom of the letter she burst into laughter....

"...and the client in San Diego couldn't believe how relaxed I was after traveling cross-country the day before.

By the way, you'll never believe what happened while I was away. They fired Janice Zimmerman. It seems that all the while she was saving the company those nickels and dimes, she was diverting the nickels to her own personal account. They're even thinking of pressing charges against her. I almost feel sorry for her, after all, it was because of her the trip turned out like it did. Think I should send her a thank you card?