The Predator 3
By Elrohir, Elrohir57@gmail.com
Her final conquest ... ?


"Hello, is this Julie?" inquired The Woman over the phone.

"Yes ... " said Julie, desultorily.

"Someone apparently tossed your pocketbook into the back of my convertible
while I was at a party at Jimmie Stubbs' house last week, and I just today
noticed that it was in there, sorry" she lied, "Would you like for me to bring
it over to you?"

"I suppose that would be okay ... " said Julie quietly. "Do you know where I
live?"

"If the address on your driver's license is still correct, I do! I can be
there in about twenty minutes."

"That's good; it'll give me a chance to straighten up." She clicked off the
phone and set to work throwing away all the used facial tissues, washing her
face, brushing her hair and putting it in a ponytail, then finally putting
some Visine in her eyes to make them less red. When Julie answered the door,
however, Julie was still wearing her bathrobe, and The Woman could tell right
away that Julie had been crying most of the morning. The Woman was wearing a
black sheath dress, pearls, and high heels, and looked stunning.

"What's wrong, girl?" asked The Woman, sympathetically.

"My boyfriend Rod broke up with me. I don't know why I'm crying so much ...
much as I loved the big, dumb bastard, he did it in such a hurtful way that I
should just be glad he's gone, really" she sniffed. "It made me feel about two
inches tall."

"Oh! That's awful! What did he do?"

"He CALLED AND BROKE UP WITH ME ON THE PHONE! He said he had just been with a
woman who had ROCKED HIS WORLD and ruined him for all other women, and that he
had to try and find her again. He said it would be POINTLESS for us to go on
anymore, since he would always be thinking only of her ... . DAMN HIM!" She
sniffled and began to cry again. Little did Julie know, the woman Rod had been
referring to was standing right in front of her.

"Oh, you poor thing! No wonder you've been crying. Here ... ." She stepped
into the apartment and set the pocketbook down on a little end table by the
door, then took Julie into her arms and hugged her. "Just let it out, honey!
You'll feel better." Julie leaned her head against the taller woman's chest
and began sobbing in earnest, collapsing in her arms, although The Woman held
her up with little effort, gently clutching her to her bosom. After a little
while Julie's sobs faded, but she kept her head resting on The Woman's chest.
The Woman gently nuzzled her cheek against the side of Julie's head and
whispered "It's going to be all right."

Julie looked up at her with the first glimmer of light in her eyes she'd had
in days. "Thank you. When you say that, I almost believe it. I feel so safe in
your arms. She felt The Woman's bicep. Gosh, you're so strong!" They both
hugged each other, and then Julie looked into her eyes. "Just hugging you
makes me feel so much better, like I was a little girl cradled up in your
arms. Thanks, again."

They continued to look into each other's eyes. The Woman sensed they had
reached that awkward moment when she should say she had to get going and
leave, but she ignored it. After a moment, Julie herself broke the silence by
grabbing The Woman's shoulders and pulling herself upward to kiss her deeply.
The Woman lifted Julie up to meet her lips, and several minutes of emotional
fireworks, Julie wrapped her legs around her waist and broke the electric kiss
long enough to say "I bet you could make me feel even better. I feel so
comfortable with you. A little intimacy would help me keep from feeling so
cast-off and worthless ... ."

"Of course" smiled The Woman as she kicked off her shoes and carried Julie
into the bedroom. She laid Julie back on the bed, and put herself partially
beside and partly on top of her, again kissing her deeply for long moments,
their legs entwining around each other, hands caressing each other's bodies.
After a bit, The Woman stood up and slipped her black sheath dress off over
her head, folded it, then removed her pearls and laid them on top of the dress
next to the bed. She'd not been wearing a bra, so she slipped her bikini
panties down her legs and stepped out of them. Julie could not help noticing
how shapely yet muscular the woman's body was. She was all woman, but she was
clearly also a very strong and fit woman.

Julie stood up, too, and slipped off her bathrobe and let it fall to the
floor. The Woman was so much taller than Julie that her breasts were right in
front of Julie's face. She took advantage of the situation and took The
Woman's right nipple into her mouth while massaging the breast with her right
hand, and she massaged the other breast and nipple with her left hand. "Mmm
... " purred The Woman. Julie began to work her way down from the breasts to
the belly, but The Woman stopped her before she could go any further. "No,"
she said quietly, "This is about making YOU feel better, honey." She bent and
kissed Julie again, then kissed her neck and moved down to her breasts,
sucking and massaging them the same way Julie had done to her.

"Ooh, that feels soooo good!" whispered Julie. The nipples of her huge breasts
stood at attention, flushing with arousal. After what seemed like a long time,
The Woman moved her kisses down Julie's belly, having to kneel to get to her
shaved nether region. Suddenly The Woman hooked her shoulders under Julie's
legs and put her hands behind Julie's back to support her, and in an
impressive feat of strength she stood straight up, suspending Julie in midair
while she attacked Julie's wet pussy with her mouth and tongue. "Oh!" cried
Julie, briefly flailing about with nothing to grab onto while she rode The
Woman's shoulders. She finally rested her hands on The Woman's head and tried
to hang on while electric pleasure shot up through her body from her groin.
The thrill of the dizzying height combined with the expert stroking of The
Woman's tongue soon had her coming hard, screaming out involuntarily as her
juices flowed like water, which The Woman lapped up as quickly as they gushed
forth.

When Julie was done, The Woman again startled her by launching her slightly
upward and then dropping her, only to catch her under the arms with her
powerful hands. Julie instinctively wrapped her legs around The Woman's waist,
and they kissed again, Julie tasting her own juices on The Woman's tongue. The
Woman again laid her on the bed and resumed her position beside her, gently
stroking Julie's belly with her fingers. She continued to do this for some
time, while Julie adoringly looked up at her, in awe of her powerful erotic
presence. Eventually, The Woman moved her fingers down Julie's belly and
lightly stroked her labia. In a minute Julie was wet again, and The Woman's
two fingers entered her and explored while her thumb slowly circled Julie's
clit and then gently pressed down on it. "Ooh, what are you doing to me?" she
cooed. She smiled and closed her eyes, savoring the sensations which continued
to build inside her.

The Woman curled her fingers slightly and felt around the roof of Julie's love
cave until Julie's eyes sprang open and she let out a small gasp, then again
closed her eyes as new sensations flooded through her, her eyelids flushing a
deep pink, which signaled to The Woman that she'd found the right spot. She
gradually bored into it, stroking a little faster as the moments progressed,
until eventually she was vigorously stimulating it, Julie's mouth open in a
silent moan as her breathing and heart rate quickened. Finally, she arched her
back as her body began to vibrate in time to The Woman's strokes until
suddenly she was paralyzed by the massive orgasm overtaking her, quaking as
she moaned "OHHHHHHHHH!" The moan continued for some time, eventually dying
away as the tension left Julie's body and her soul finally became quiet. She
did not open her eyes for quite a while, lying quietly, immersed in the
tingling afterglow. She eventually came back to herself and opened her eyes,
looking at The Woman dreamily and sighing "Oh, my!" breathily, the only words
her scrambled brain could think of to say.

They lay quietly, regarding each other warmly for what seemed like a long
time. Julie rose up a little and kissed The Woman affectionately. The kiss
continued, going from affectionate to passionate, and soon The Woman again
began to play with Julie's body, this time quickly attacking her clit and
bringing her to a sharp, short climax, which only left Julie begging for more.
The Woman answered her supplications with another long, slow G-spot massage
that ended in a massive vaginal orgasm. When Julie recovered from that, The
Woman again vigorously attacked her clitoris, and provided an intense,
momentary climax, a high that left her like a crack addict, craving a longer
lasting, deeper pleasure. The Woman was happy to provide it, taking her to a
another deep, satisfying climax that once again made Julie's eyes close and
her face flush as the wave of pleasure washed over her.

While Julie was recovering, The Woman surreptitiously peeked into the drawer
of the nightstand, looking for and finding a long, phallic vibrator Julie kept
there, as most single women do. She cuddled with Julie for a long time, using
pillow talk and little gestures of affection to make her feel valued, perhaps
even feel loved. Then one last time she expertly turned Julie toward passion,
and Julie happily responded, wanting to please her new lover even if she was
beginning to tire. They began yet another long, slow ascent to ecstasy, but as
their passion neared the summit, The Woman inserted the vibrator and slowly
worked it in deep, to the point where the tip of it rested against her cervix
and could go no further, and then she switched it on. She was hoping to
produce the legendary Tantric Cervical Orgasm, and it worked!

Julie's entire body from her toes to her scalp began vibrating, humming like a
live wire. She produced a warbling singing noise from her throat, like a bird
as it takes flight. Her eyelids fluttered, her eyes rolled backward, and her
body's involuntary convulsions became more pronounced. Soon, however, a look
of discomfort appeared on her face, and seeing this, The Woman abruptly turned
off the vibrator. Like the reaction to a Magic Fingers bed, her vibrations
continued for almost a full minute before abating, but they left a total
feeling of well-being behind, which spread to Julie's entire body. She smiled
and, with eyes barely open, dreamily bade The Woman "Please! No more ... . I
think you've killed me!" Julie did not wait for an answer, just sighed
exhaustedly and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

The Woman cuddled with Julie until she was sure she had worn the voluptuous
pixie completely out, then slipped off the bed and went to work. While Julie's
boyfriend possessed almost no expensive adornments (although he had had a
substantial amount of cash), Julie had quite a large jewelry collection, with
many diamond pieces as well as other precious and semi-precious stones, some
in platinum settings, others in fine gold. There were so many of them that she
was forced to go back and retrieve a pillowcase off one of Julie's bed pillows
to carry it all out in. Julie appeared not to notice, snoring softly. As The
Woman was about to leave the room, however, she spied the vibrator there on
the nightstand, and placed it inside the pillow case as well.

She paused at the kitchen counter and removed the battery from Julie's
smartphone to delay any calls to the police. There was a small notepad and a
pen next to the phone for Julie to take messages (how organized she was!). The
woman penned a short note: "Julie," it said, "Please tell Rod not to try to
find me. As good as he is, he would never be able to keep up with me. Tell him
I said that you're the BEST woman he is ever going to have. Love, Me."

The realization hit her like a ton of bricks: the woman who had devastated her
sexually and emotionally and then victimized her, was the same person who had
ravaged Rod and ruined Julie and Rod's relationship. The note added insult to
injury, inspiring tortuous mixed feelings in Julie with its mock sympathetic
tone. On the one hand it seemed like a compliment, but on the other hand it
seemed to say that with The Woman, she and Rod were way out of their league.
After she thought about all that had happened, she concluded the latter was
true, and it made her feel small and weak. It would take her (AND Rod, too, as
it turned out) months to recover any self-esteem ... .