Thalia left the room to change,
leaving Jasmina and Maddy to discuss plans for the possible confrontation with the security
officer. As they sat there on the thick carpeting talking, Maddy began shrugging out of the
robe that had become ripped and torn during the Qi Fu practice. She was now unselfconsciously
bare-bodied except for her thong-like undergarment, her splendid upper torso gleaming with
a sheen of perspiration.
Jasmina's eyes traveled slowly up and down that
magnificent body with a look of both appreciation and more than a hint of lascivious interest.
"You have a fine, strong body," murmured Jasmina. "I am sorry that we were not
able to practice Qi Fu holds together."
Maddy looked at the Ishirian woman for a long moment,
feeling a sensual tremor slowly crawling up her spine. She knew the feeling well, although it
had not been experienced for too long a time. But was this the proper time and place? It didn't
help that Jasmina reached down and ran her fingers across the French woman's shoulders, feeling
the strength lying in wait there beneath the tanned flesh. Maddy knew that there was no doubt
but that this was an invitation. But to what? Could it be that this young Ishirian beauty was a
........ na-aaa, that would almost too good
to be true, thought Maddy to herself.
Jasmina gave Maddy a long, searching look. Then, as if
answering Maddy###s unspoken question, she spoke in a low, serious tone.
###Madelyn, you might not know that our menfolk do not
relate to women in the way I am told is the custom in the Outside World. They serve us, and
Ishiria, only as breeders. The Mother has arranged for them to carry the Seed of Life to be
impregnated into those who are called to be the birthers and nurturers of the offspring. I myself have never served in that role. For physical
intimacy and pleasure, we women must look to ourselves. If that disturbs you, I can
understand.###
As jasmine looked at Maddy, she was fairly certain how
the other woman would respond, having already observed hints of the French woman's sexual
orientation. For one thing there was that incredibly fit body. Madelyn D###Arcourt was one of
those women who possessed more than their fair share of testosterone, the abundance of which
was evident in both her well-muscled physique, her athletic abilities and her same-gender
sexual appetite. She was most probably a Lesbian dominant, and that knowledge sent shivers of
excitement up and down Jasmina's spine.
Jasmina was not the only one whose excitement was rising
by the second. She didn't want to ruin this delicious moment by over-reacting, but Maddy could
hardly wait to get her hands on that luscious Ishirian's supple body. Maddy patted the carpet
where she sat and grinned up at the young woman."Come, sit here," she urged, and
Jasmina sank down to the floor in a single fluid movement.. Maddy
reached over and ever so slowly began to slide the silk robe off the Ishirian's shoulders.
Jasmina's fingers came up grip Maddy's wrists.
"Are you certain this is what you want?"
purred the Ishirian, the dark pools of her eyes locked with Maddy's. The look in Jasmina's eyes
told Maddy that she wasn't talking about a Qi Fu bout.
Maddy's answer was a low, inarticulate growl of pent-up
frustration. It had been far too long since she had held another woman in her arms, too long
since Maddy had felt hot female flesh within the grasp of her entangled
limbs.
"Yes!" That one single breathless word was all
that was necessary.
Maddy quickly slipped loose from the restraining grip on
her wrists. One hand reached for Jasmina, pulling her tight against Maddy, the other returned
to the beautiful Ishirian's silken robe. Maddy's fingers fumbled with the garment, her
excitement making her hurriedly clumsy. Jasmina gave a quick musical laugh, drew back, and
pushed Maddy's hands away. Then she reached down and slowly undid the robe, and with a quick
swivel and twist of her smooth shoulders Jasmina was as bare as Maddy. Both half-naked women
trembled with anticipation of what was to come.
Jasmina reached up with one hand to Maddy's face and her
fingers gently traced the strong chin and wide cheekbones, then moving to the generous mouth.
Her other hand slid along Maddy's torso, feeling the molded clefts and curves of the French
woman's sleek muscularity with her fingertips, the way a blind person reads braille. Eyes
closed, her touch as light as a butterfly, Jasmina began to explore the contours of Maddy's
splendid body, marveling at the juxtaposition of silky-soft flesh with the solidity of that
steely sinew beneath.
In turn, Maddy's hands slid around Jasmina's bare back,
pulling the woman to her with a tenderness that was in sharp contrast to the wildness in her
eyes. The French woman's kiss was just as gentle, at least at first. Jasmina was surprised at
that, she had expected Maddy to be rougher with her. As if sensing Maddy's need, Jasmina
nestled against Maddy's body and gave the French woman a strong hug that locked the two of them
tightly together. Wrapped in one another's arms, they lay back onto the soft
carpeting.
Maddy leaned close and kissed Jasmina again; languorously, softly, her lips nibbling Jasmina###s. She was acutely aware
of the other woman's body pressed against her, the curve of her breasts and the contours of her
hips. Maddy gathered the Ishirian woman tightly within her muscular arms, crushing her lips
down on Jasmina's mouth as she strained against the other woman's writhing
body.
Jasmina's long legs scissored one of Maddy's thighs,
pulling the two of them even more tightly together. They lay on their sides, V-eed together
crotch to crotch. Maddy and Jasmina Tribbed slowly in practiced rhythm. Jasmina slid her wet
pink tongue between Maddy's teeth and wrestled with the French woman###s tongue. They were locked
tightly together as they rolled slowly back and forth across the thickly carpeted floor, with
first one on top and then the other. Maddy was surprised at Jasmina's wiry strength and that
the Ishirian seemed to be taking the lead in their love making. Maddy was used to being the
aggressor, to set the pace, not be a passive partner. But Jasmina was challenging Maddy all the
way. Maddy liked the other woman###s spunkiness and erotic playfulness, but it was time to
establish who was the Alpha female.
With a heave, the larger French woman flipped Jasmina
over and pinned the Ishirian beneath her own supple weight. Her hands locked onto the
Ishirian's wrists, stretching Jasmina's arms above her head. Maddy arched her back and began to
slowly pumped her hips in a parody of copulation as she lay atop the other woman. Her breath
began to gust hot against Jasmina's cheek as Maddy kept the squirming Ishirian woman locked
beneath her.
Jasmina gave a muffled moan and raised her hips to meet
the pounding drive of Maddy's hard, sinewy body. She wrenched her arms free and tightened them
around the French woman with vise-like strength as she bucked up beneath her, the two female
bodies melding into one sweat-slippery ball of squirming flesh.
Maddy loved the fact that she did not have to hold back,
that she could allow her passion to explode without fear of hurting Jasmina. The Ishirian woman
was hot, solid and strong, and could handle everything that the big woman could ###throw at her###,
and then some.
Jasmina loosened her grip around Maddy's back and
brought her hands to Maddy's thrusting breasts. She cupped her hands around the rounded
half-globes, testing their weight and solidity, teasing the already aroused nipples with thumb
and forefinger. Maddy arched her back and gave a soft moan, nearly overcome with an onslaught
of intense pleasure.
Maddy curled her arms around the columnar neck of the
Ishirian woman held captive beneath her, hard sculpted biceps flexing up against Jasmina's
throat. Their bare breasts jostled, nipples slowly sliding back and forth, the soft yet solid
flesh lubricated by the glistening perspiration that coated their bodies. The room echoed the
sound of their panting breath and the tiny gasps of pleasure as the two women writhed like wet
eels on the floor. Maddy rotated her powerful hips, pressing hard against the soft loins of the
Ishirian woman. One of Jasmina's hands slipped down between Maddy's thighs, feeling for the
woman's clitoris. An exploring finger slid into the French woman's wet vagina as a thumb
massaged the aroused stubbin of flesh that was the big French woman's clit. It was obvious that
the Ishirian woman was an adept in the art of woman love.
Maddy could feel the first tremors of a fast approaching
orgasm pulsing deep within her as Jasmina worked on her. She raised upward from the waist,
holding herself aloft with her arms, rocking against the Ishirian's supple body as she squeezed
her thighs around Jasmina's hand in a slow clenching contraction. Maddy threw back her head,
growling out a deep frenzied groan as she rode Jasmina's fist. Jasmina finally withdrew her
finger from its moist prison and flung both arms around Maddy's sinewy back as the big woman
once again pounded at her with swivelling, piston-like strokes. Maddy felt Jasmina's legs
encircle her waist, her thighs sliding up and over Maddy's powerful hips as the Ishirian's long
legs locked into place, criss-crossed against the small of the French woman's back. Maddy could
feel the clenching musculature of Jasmina's solid calves against her slick flesh and the
deliciously erotic pain they caused.
With a deep chuckle of delight, Maddy rode the bucking,
thrashing young Ishirian woman like a bare-back rider on a fractious mare.
By all the gods, thought Maddy to herself,
I'll tame this spirited Ishirian bitch before I take her.
Jasmina gave her own joyous challenging laugh and held on
for dear life as Maddy wrestled the two of them toward their inevitable mutual
orgasms.
Jasmina, however, was certainly not being a
passive victim of this Amazonian assault. Her own strong young body matched Maddy's
hump for rhythmic hump, squeeze for squeeze, strength for strength. Although what
Jasmina was experiencing was like nothing else that she had ever been exposed to, more
like flesh-against-bare-flesh erotic combat than Ishirian love making, it was bringing
out an animal-like passion that she did not know existed in her. Jasmina was totally
immersed in an aggressiveness that took her right to the thin line between sex and
violence.
Maddy, on the other hand, flowed between those
two primitive emotions easily, seeking out that strange combination of eroticism and
hard physical exertion that was the darkened part of her sexuality. In Jasmina, she had
nearly met her match. Maddy was so caught up in her feverish lust that she was
teetering right on the edge of massive multiple orgasms. She felt the first wave hit
her like a tsunami, threatening to sweep her away.
Even though Jasmina was far from being subdued,
and their Alpha status unresolved, Maddy decided that she could not wait a single
moment more to consumate this incredible sexual tryst. It was
time!
But then, suddenly, and with an ease that made Maddy cry out in surprise, Jasmina heaved upward,
twisted, and reversed their positions. Now it was a startled Maddy who was held captive
beneath Jasmina's slippery and amazingly strong body, her own arms pinned to the soft
carpet.
For a moment Maddy wondered if this was the
Ishirian woman's way of trying to establish some kind of Lesbian dominance or if it was
merely a playful and competitive part of Ishirian foreplay? In any case, her pending
climax was momentarily put on hold. She wondered if she'd gotten too far ahead of her
Ishirian partner and it was Jasminaa's way of slowing things
down.
Maddy looked up at Jasmina with a quizzical
look. "So, is that little trick the advanced Qi Fu that Thalia mentioned, or is it
your Ishirian way of making love?" Maddy frowned up at
Jasmina.
"Both, my friend with the funny accent,
" replied Jasmina with a sad smile. "But that is not why I had to destroy the
lovely mood. We are about to be interrupted by ...." And
her softly spoken words were cut off by an insistent knock on the
door.
"Now how the hell did you know someone was
coming?" asked an exasperated Maddy. It seemed as if every time Maddy turned
around, these Ishirian women were engaging in some kind of ESP.
The person at the door proved to be Thalia. She
stepped into the room, took one look at the two disheveled, half-nude women stretched
out on the carpeting, arched an inquisitive eyebrow and shut the door behind
her.
"Sorry
to break up your .... ah-hh -
practice session - but we need to get moving. It is almost time for Dr. Gayatso to
arrive.