"Let me show you something else, Steve," I said. I returned with gloves and a handful of nettle. I handed Steve a pair of gloves, took one swipe acr...oss Ted's willing thighs with the nettle. Steve was unimpressed. Then he saw the spots start to rise. He had the gloves on and took the nettle from me. He used it on Ted's thighs and calves. Ted was loving it. In a break in the action, I pulled Ted's trapped cock from beneath him. It was huge. Even in that strange position. Using a very. ” “So has the thong that you are wearing got pins in it?” I asked. “Yes, it does!” Sara shouted, “I will have to keep going to the bathroom, just to dry my juices from running down my legs!” “Don’t the pins push into your pussy,” I asked, “when you sit down?” “Yes, that is the whole point of them,” Sara screamed again, “they push onto my clit and pussy lips, God it feels amazing!” The whole time that we were at the restaurant, I could see that Sara was doing her best to control her. I can’t see your face, but know your eyes are closed as you relish this salacious dance.I can hear your breathing. I can hear it quicken as the tempo of your dance quickens and your quivering cheeks stroke my cock.Groans mix in with your breathing, as if my cock were plunging inside you every time you slid down. As if I were buried balls deep in you. As if your sex were sucking the cum from me.Your right hand disappears between your legs. Your head comes up and back as far as possible. Then I. It is a short, open-ended tale of romantic, if hesitant, lovemaking between two women.It does stand alone and I do not expect ever to finish it. If however inspiration so strikes another author, I ask only that you maintain character and e-mail me prior to any posting.Joanne tried to convince herself this was only a dream.It wasn't working.Her best friend for fifteen years has just confessed she's bisexual... and attracted to HER.Sure, Lexi was beautiful -- drop-dead gorgeous, in fact. But, if.