Midnight on the Road to Nowhere

The memory of that night caused an involuntary smile to fill Carolyn's face, one that she tried to quickly erase. A few seconds too late she believed considering Marty's next words.

"Carolyn, maybe you should stay here tonight," Marty said, a similar smile on his own face.

"Marty..." Carolyn said, trying hard to express disapproval on her own.

"No, I don't mean that," he said as his smile turned to a wider grin, "although it's nice to know you do still think about it. I just meant that the roads out there are pretty bad and it would make more sense for you to grab a few hours sleep in one of the empty rooms, that's all. The storm is supposed to blow over by morning and you can head home then."

"You know, Marty," Carolyn said after considering the idea a few seconds, "that's not a bad idea."

Glancing back over her shoulder at the wall where eighteen keys still hung, Carolyn reached out and snatched one for a room in the middle of the second floor.

"Sleep tight," Marty said as she lifted the partition and headed for the front door.

"You too," she said as, looking back over her shoulder, she gave him a last smile.

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To get to her room, Carolyn had to pass the one she had left Theresa in. It had been almost forty-five minutes since she'd done so and the younger woman was certain the businesswoman must have already gone to bed by now. Still, she found herself standing in front of the door, and then much to her own surprise, she gently knocked on it.

When no answer was forthcoming, Carolyn decided that opportunity had already run its course and took a step in the direction of her own room. She'd actually gone two steps when she heard a voice from the other side of the door.

"Is someone there?" the voice said, the tone showing a degree of uncertainty as to whether there had indeed been a knock or if it had just been the wind.

Carolyn debated for a second the prospect of just continuing onto her own room, and then retraced her steps back to Theresa's door.

"It's Carolyn," she said just loud enough to be heard over the rain. "I just wanted to check and see if you needed anything else before I turned in."

The door swung open and there stood a very wet Theresa, wrapped in a large bath towel. Evidently Carolyn had guessed correctly about the shower.

"Would you like to come in?" Theresa asked, opening the door wider as she stepped back to make room in case the answer was yes.

Not taking any more time to think about it, Carolyn stepped over the threshold and Theresa closed the door behind her.

"I would've thought you'd have been on your way home by now," Theresa said as she locked the door. "Did your relief not show up?"

"No, he made it in," Carolyn said, "it's just that the roads are really bad, and he suggested that maybe I should wait until morning before I head home."

"A good suggestion," Theresa replied. "This isn't the kind of weather you want to be out driving in if you don't really have to. And it's not like there's a shortage of empty beds for you to pick from."

"Err ... no, there's not," Carolyn said awkwardly, the quiver in her voice not going unnoticed by Theresa.

"Unless," Theresa said as she stepped a bit closer to Carolyn, "there's one particular bed that you have your heart set on. One that might already be occupied."

"Something like that," Carolyn replied, the smile on her face telling Theresa that she was on the right track.

"Well then," the tall black woman said as she took another step closer, "I guess there's just one little thing that needs to be clarified."

"And what would that be?" Carolyn asked as she also took a step closer.

"Were you looking to dispossess the person already in that bed, or were you more of a mind of sharing it? Theresa asked once she was right on top of Carolyn.

"Oh, definitely share," Carolyn replied with the most enticing of smiles.

"I was so hoping you would say that," Theresa said as her lips found Carolyn's once more.

As they kissed, Theresa's towel fell to the floor, leaving her naked in Carolyn's arms. That she was still quite wet didn't matter to the younger woman, as she was sure she would be getting rid of her own clothes soon enough. For the moment, however, she was content to just feel the press of Theresa's body against her own and the sweetness of her tongue in her mouth.

Once they separated, Carolyn got her first real look at Theresa's body. Despite always being on the go, it was obvious that the brown-skinned woman still found time to work out regularly. Her body was tightly toned, with only her large breasts slightly out of proportion - a flaw that Carolyn was quite willing to overlook. Glancing down between her legs, the brunette discovered a smooth shaved mound, something she'd never had the nerve to do herself. It was enough that, once a week, she carefully trimmed the dark brown bush that covered her own pussy. As she had noticed through the thin cotton nightshirt earlier, Theresa had nipples almost the size of her thumb, with dark circles around it that matched the color of her lips.

"Well, as they say, I've shown you mine, aren't you going to show me yours?" Theresa grinned as she watched Carolyn's eyes wash over her.

In response, Carolyn grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up over her head, exposing the pale, rounded mounds beneath. Small, bright pink nipples, the result of the excitement Carolyn had felt since she'd walked through the door, stood at attention. Her jeans followed, along with her canvas shoes. She hadn't worn a bra or panties, because on laundry day it was her habit to go commando in order to wash as much as possible.

"Very nice," Theresa smiled appreciatively, "very nice indeed."

Sliding back into each other's arms, they again shared kisses and the touch of the other's hands. Up and down their respective bodies they roamed, exploring the secrets found within. Carolyn let out a loud gasp as her hand ventured between Theresa's legs, coming to rest on the bare, wet mound within. Just the touch of that forbidden flesh was enough to send an erotic surge ripping through her.

Never one to stand idle, Theresa brought her own hand to Carolyn's mound, running her index finger along its length before gently probing inside, causing the lighter skinned woman to gasp even louder.

"Feels nice, doesn't it?" she whispered into Carolyn's ear.

Carolyn replied in a low, soft voice, that yes it felt nice indeed.

"Well there are other things that I can do that will feel even better," Theresa said in a voice filled with promise, "and I plan to show you each and every one of them. Why don't we try out that nice, comfortable bed that you were kind enough to pick out for me?"

Carolyn thought that an excellent idea.

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One thing that anyone that shared Carolyn's bed quickly learned, was that more times than not it took a little doing to get her there, but once you did she quickly lost all inhibitions. Tonight, despite the unexpected gender of her partner, was proving no different.

In no time at all, Carolyn was on top of Theresa, kissing her deeply. Kisses that the older woman returned with equal passion, even as her hands squeezed the cheeks of the white girl's ass before working their way up her back.

A trail of kisses, soft and hard, marked Carolyn's path as she worked her way across brown flesh to the bountiful breasts she had been admiring all night. Theresa moaned loud and appreciatively as the brunette's mouth closed around her left nipple, her tongue darting playfully across it. Carolyn had oftentimes wondered why men were so fascinated by breasts, and now she thought she understood.

"Oh yes," Theresa cried out as she felt the warmth of the younger woman's mouth press against her flesh.

Carolyn paused just long enough to glance up and see the smile on her lover's face, then turned her attention back to the large breasts, her tongue running around the dark circle, its tip tickling the thick nipple in the middle. Softly she squeezed the underside, complementing the

tiny ripple of joy her mouth produced.

Soon enough she shifted to the identical mound to her right, lavishing equal attention on it. Back and forth she moved, delighting in the new and exhilarating experience.

"You are really good at this," Theresa said breathlessly. "Are you sure you haven't done this before?"

"Only in my most secret dreams," Carolyn replied, before again closing her lips are around an excited nipple.

She lifted herself up to kiss Theresa once more, then continued to rise until her own breasts were within reach of Theresa's mouth. Wasting no time in taking advantage of their proximity, Theresa reached out with her tongue and caressed the bright, pink nipples. Carolyn's reaction was an instantaneous, quite pleasing moan.

Theresa's actions mirrored those of Carolyn, but experience showed as she filled the younger woman with delights far outside Carolyn's ability. In less than half the time it had taken the brunette, the darker haired woman had Carolyn crying out for more.

Shifting position so that they were now both kneeling before the other, they spent a short time again trading kisses. Then Theresa took control, pressing Carolyn down on the bed so that they were more or less in a mirror image of the position they had been in before.

Starting at Carolyn's neck, Theresa worked her way down to the smaller but no less appealing mounds, running her tongue down the valley and showing the neophyte just how it should be done. A lesson that Carolyn was more than happy to receive, with her moans now coming quicker and in greater volume.

A hand cradling each of Carolyn's breasts, Theresa kissed her way down the soft flesh of her stomach, rubbing her own heavy mounds against the lightly trimmed mound between the younger woman's legs. Theresa then shifted her body lower until the bulk of her form was stretched across the mattress and her head hovered just above Carolyn's pussy.

"It's so cute," Theresa said quietly as she gently ran her fingers across it, sending a pleasing shiver of excitement through Carolyn. "It makes me want to just lick it all night long."

"You won't get any objection from me," Carolyn heard herself say, thinking as she did so how often a guy, at least those who bothered to actually go down on her, usually gave up after only a few minutes at best.

Theresa's hand continued to gently stroke the wet folds, occasionally slipping a finger within to caress the even more sensitive spots inside. At one point, she withdrew two fingers covered in nectar and eagerly brought them up to her mouth and then between her lips.

"Mmmm, tasty," she said as she withdrew her now clean fingers but a few moments later.

Theresa immediately slipped both fingers back inside Carolyn, adding a third and then finally a fourth, sliding them back and forth in a mix of slow and rapid movement. All of which Carolyn found oh so delightful.

Lowering her head, Theresa extended her tongue and ran it up and down the length of Carolyn's pussy, gently probing its outer walls with the tip. In response, the younger brunette let out a long, loud sigh as she savored the richness of the moment.

Leaving the garden of joy behind for a moment, Theresa rolled her tongue all the way up to Carolyn's belly button, then back all the way down to just below her mound. Along the way she teased her flesh with the promise of more to come. Slipping her arms under each of Carolyn's thighs, she lifted the smaller woman up just high enough to bring her intoxicating sex within easy reach of her mouth.

Starting softly at first, so as to allow Carolyn to enjoy every moment, Theresa pressed her tongue past the folds of the brunette's sex, working her way along the way her fingers had already traveled. Her thrusts then increased in depth and frequency as she began to lick Carolyn in earnest, both of them energized by the fact that this was the first time Carolyn had been touched by a woman in this way. Her head resting back against the pillows by the headboard, Carolyn closed her eyes and let the waves of passion wash over her.

In the end, it might not have turned out to be all night long, but Theresa spent more time licking Carolyn's pussy than anyone else she could ever remember. She felt her body quake with desire as she grabbed the sheet beneath her, bunching it up in her hands. The forces raging across her body reached a point where they became uncontainable. Sweat covered her flesh as she nevertheless tried, unsuccessfully, to hold back that what she had only read about in the erotic novels of her teen years. In the end, it was a surrender most sweet.

"I'm going to... to..." the words never had the chance to come out as Carolyn's body exploded with previously unimagined force.

It was as if she was losing her virginity for a second time, and when she thought about it much later, that thought wasn't far from the truth.

Theresa held Carolyn tight as she climaxed, savoring the sweet nectar that gushed from the younger woman's body. Her tongue lapping every small morsel as she drowned herself in a sea of joy.

"That... was... beyond... words," Carolyn said long moments later once she'd regained control both of her voice and body.

Climbing up next to her, Theresa kissed Carolyn deeply, sharing the fruits of her orgasm. Their tongues glided in and out of each other's mouths, until both had been sucked clean. The ambrosia of her own climax was a delicacy that would stay with Carolyn for a very long time. Additionally, it made her most eager to compare it to that

of Theresa's.

"My turn," Carolyn excitedly said after kissing Theresa one more time.

"Sure you don't want to rest a bit first?" Theresa asked, trying to hide her own sense of anticipation, at least for the moment.

"Not at all," Carolyn gushed, making no attempt to hide her own eagerness.

With that, she turned Theresa until she was spread on all fours, bringing her own body around so that her head was just behind the soft cheeks of the older woman's ass. Spreading those round mounds, Carolyn ran her tongue down the deep crevice, using the tip to tickle the small, sensitive opening at the center. At the same time, she brought a hand around to the black woman's bare mound, caressing it gently at first, then with increasing firmness.

"Hmmmm," Theresa moaned as she arched her head back over her shoulder to watch.

Carolyn continued to lick, kiss and caress the tight opening, bringing loud and frequent cries of appreciation from Theresa. Her fingers moved into the wet, dark mound, aided by the fruits of the older woman's expectation, as she began to pump her hand in and out with the expected results.

"Oh God, yes!" Theresa moaned as she felt Carolyn press inside of her.

Encouraged, Carolyn turned Theresa over, spreading her legs high enough apart that the brown skinned woman could slip a hand under each and hold them in place. Then Carolyn turned her attention back to Theresa's sex, covering it with a combination of kisses and licks, delighting in the intoxicating scent of another woman.

Working without a map, so to speak, Carolyn tried to mimic Theresa's previous actions, but her inexperience showed and she was all over the place. Her tongue moved eagerly as she alternated licks with the additional thrusts of her fingers. Her technique was far from perfect, but she remembered that enthusiasm sometimes trumped experience. Despite the unfamiliarity of being on this side of the experience, Carolyn felt no hesitation in what she was doing. That had been left behind when she'd first knocked on Theresa's door.

Quite willing to lend what help that she could, Theresa was quick with helpful hints as well as instructive moans of pleasure when Carolyn hit the right spot. In the end, Carolyn would spend nearly twice as much time pleasing Theresa as she had done her. The difference was that just pleasing was not going to be enough, not if the goal was to get the older woman off.

Sometime in the latter half of Carolyn's effort, Theresa had brought one of her own hands down and with two outstretched fingers began to massage her clit. A long practiced familiarity soon produced what Carolyn's inexperienced tongue could not - an orgasm that, while not shattering as the younger woman's had been, was at least highly enjoyable.

Carolyn's disappointment showed on her face and not even the delight of Theresa's juices could erase all of it. Theresa just smiled and kissed her softly, assuring her that she was not dissatisfied in the least. She herself had failed to bring her first lover to orgasm without help, she confided. That was something, she promised, that would come to Carolyn with time. It wasn't until the older woman asked Carolyn if her first male lover had brought her to climax that the younger finally put aside her regret. It only took her a moment to remember that, contrary to what she had just experienced, that night had been quite forgettable indeed.

His name had been Doug Taylor and he had been her first real boyfriend back in high school. Not only had he failed to bring her to orgasm their first time, he had also not done so on his second or even third attempt. In was only on their fourth try that Carolyn had finally enjoyed an orgasm than she hadn't brought on with her own hand.

Using her hand and mouth, Theresa brought Carolyn to orgasm a second time. The result wasn't as explosive as it had been before, but it was still quite memorable.

Then it was Carolyn's turn once more and while she was indeed better the second time around, in the end she still needed Theresa's help to bring the black woman to orgasm.

"See, that was better," Theresa said encouragingly as they laid next to each other afterwards, giving their bodies a chance to regain the strength that had been drained by back to back orgasms. "I told you it would be. Just like anything else, it just takes a bit of practice."

"I guess so," Carolyn reluctantly agreed. She so much wanted to give as good as she got.

Twenty minutes passed as they waited for sleep to take hold, until both of them finally accepted that despite their energetic exertions that was simply not going to happen.

"Think we could manage to give it another go?" Theresa asked with a mischievous grin as she rolled over to face Carolyn.

"I'm up for it if you are," Carolyn replied, thinking as she answered that sleep would have indeed been a foolish waste of what time they had left.

They still gave it a bit longer before either of them attempted to rise. When they did, Theresa excused herself to get them both a glass of water from the bathroom. When she returned and handed one of them to Carolyn, Theresa had an even more of a mischievous look on her face than she did earlier.

"How would you feel," she started to ask, pausing just long enough to drain her water, "about trying something that might be just a bit out there?"

"Like all of the things so far haven't been?" Carolyn thought but didn't say, replying instead, "Sure, why not. As they say, in for a penny..."

"Great," Theresa said with a surprising enthusiasm, causing Carolyn to wonder just what she had just agreed to.

She didn't have long to wonder as Theresa quickly went to one of the two bags she'd brought in with her and unzipped the top of the smaller gym bag. From within she removed a smaller, cloth bag and, after closing up the gym bag again, carried it back to the bed.

"I had originally planned to use this by myself," Theresa said as she undid the loose bow that held the bag closed, "but it's definitely more fun when you have the chance to share."

"Omigod, is that what I think it is?" Carolyn exclaimed once Theresa pulled a long, dark object from inside the bag.

"Well, considering there are few alternative possibilities, I'd have to say it's exactly what you think it is," Theresa said with a broad smile.