Ghost Lover (4 page)

Elise had risen up so she could watch me while I writhed so I reached up and filled my hands with her breasts. When a new orgasm broke over me, I squeezed her tight and rolled the nipples between my thumb and forefinger. She moaned and arched and her fingers faltered. Finally, she collapsed beside me with her hand lying against my stomach. For my part, all my muscles were still jelly from the intense orgasms and all I could do was just lay in a boneless mass in the grass and try to relearn how to breathe.

“Catch your breath,” Elise panted, “because I’m not finished with you yet.” I tried to say, “Well I haven’t really even started with you,” but I just couldn’t coordinate myself well enough to say anything. I closed my eyes and basked in the warmth of the sun and felt the sweat drying on my skin. When the shadow dimmed the sunlight behind my eyelids, I knew that Elise had sat up again and the fun was about to begin…again.

“I want you to lie down facing that way,” I said, pointing towards my toes. When I opened my eyes she was looking at me curiously. “What are you getting at?” I smiled wider. “I want you to lie facing that way, so that your hands and mouth can reach whatever you want.” My smile widened and I knew my eyes had filled with their own dark light and knowledge. “And I want to be able to reach you to do whatever I want.”

She turned and positioned herself as I had asked. As soon as she spread her legs, I could smell her excitement, musky and erotic. I leaned in close and took a deep breath. “Mmm, it smells like you are having fun. Let’s see how you taste.” I saw her legs tremble as I lowered my mouth to her folds. She was slick and slightly salty but overall just tasted like something fresh and clean. I traced every fold of her lips with my tongue before sealing my mouth over her and sucking as much as I could into my mouth.

I skimmed my teeth very lightly over the delicate folds and heard her scream. Her own mouth plunged over me and I moaned with my mouth still full of her, which made her moan. The vibrations of that made me come again, pressing hips up to meet her face. Elise came too, filling my mouth with the flavor of her pleasure. It still wasn’t enough and I thrust my tongue into her deep and hard, fucking her with my tongue until she came again. Twenty minutes later, we had both lost track of the number of times we’d come and we were lying on the grass, panting and sweaty, but happy.

Elise’s fingers found mine and we lay there and held hands for a long time. “Thank you,” she said. “I waited my whole life for this. I was never brave enough in life to go after what I truly wanted. This was perfect.” I rolled my head to look at her, a smile stretching my mouth wide. “No, thank you. You were perfect and this was perfect. I will never forget my first time.” I closed my eyes again basking in the warmth. Some quality of silence later let me know that when I opened my eyes, I wasn’t going to find Elise lying next to me. This was what she had waited for and after achieving it, she had gone on.

I dressed and stood for a moment, looking around me. I loved this spot but I knew that if I ever came back to it, it would be a different kind of pleasure I thought of and remembered. “I hope it is just as beautiful wherever you are now Elise,” I whispered before I turned and headed back towards home.

Mom was home when I back and dinner was well underway. We had our good talk and visit, but I no longer needed her to help me figure out who I was. I knew who I was and what I wanted. So after dinner and bowls of ice cream, as we sat on the porch with cups of coffee for her and tea for me, I took my cell phone out of my pocket and called Liz. When she answered I asked her calmly and confidently if she was free on Saturday.

About the Author

Colleen Little
is a Southern girl through and through. When not busy being a proud mom and jack-of-all trades working woman, she loves to create stories that make you think and tug on the heartstrings. 

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