"The Delivery" a sex story by Jamie Antonia
Jamie's finger pushed the doorbell again. It was the third time and she began to wonder if it was working or if anyone was home. The phone message she received said to make the delivery at 2 p.m. She was delivering one of her own pieces of artwork that an unknown caller saw in a group art show and desperately wanted to purchase. It was a while getting to the place and she felt the need to get to a bathroom quickly, needing to unload her daily two to three cups of wake-up coffee.
Finally, sound from within as an inner door squeaked and then the front door opened. It revealed a very attractive woman Jamie guessed was in her late thirties. 'Hello, you must be Jamie?' the woman asked in a breathy manner. "I'm Jennifer, Jennifer Frost. Won't you please come in?"
Jamie grabbed hold of the life-sized painting and brought it into the house, which was a beautiful, large brownstone that to Jamie looked a mansion. The painting the woman chose was a self-portrait of Jamie herself, a bright red canvas with varying shades of red and scarlet throughout. Looking around the main room, she wondered where Jennifer planned on hanging it. Most of the work already on the walls looked as though it had been there since the elegant old house was built.
"Stand the painting up in this hall if you would, Jamie," Jennifer said, pointing to a long hall. As Jamie moved it to the hall she asked to use the bathroom.
"But of course, it is the last door on the left," Jenifer purred. "Would you like something to drink?'
"Water would be perfect, thank you," Jamie replied.
Jamie headed into the bathroom and upon entering she discovered that the old, heavy door wouldn't close. It scraped the floor and stopped short by about 18 inches, but she was about to burst so she left it there.
Jamie regarded herself in the full-length mirror. She actually looked pretty good considering it was summer and hot and she really had to pee. Her long blond hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail. She let her blue jean shorts drop to the floor, followed by her panties and sat down to relieve herself.
From the kitchen Jennifer watched Jamie momentarily admire herself before sitting down. She gave her a moment, and then headed down the hall.
Just as Jamie finished, Jennifer pushed the door all the way open, entered, and knelt down in front of the young blond. Without saying a word, she reached for the shorts around Jamie's ankles and removed them. Jamie was speechless, looking wide-eyed as she watched Jennifer, seemingly helpless to question or resist. She felt a warmth surge throughout her body as Jennifer removed the purple thong from around her ankles.
Jennifer then stood up and slowly pulled down on the ankle-length, silky summer skirt she was wearing and let it drop to the floor, revealing a beautiful coiffed vulva, pantyless and so inviting. She moved towards Jamie, her long, flowing, brown hair just touching her shoulders. Jennifer took Jamie's hand and had her stand up. She ran her fingers under the elastic of Jamie's white halter top, and then pulled it up slowly, revealing Jamie's small breasts. Jamie instinctively raised her arms in the air and the top came up and off, dropping to the floor.
Jamie stood completely naked except for the sandals she still wore. She was mesmerized by the power this beautiful older woman seemed to have over her. She realized there was no way to resist this moment as she found her own fingers gently unbuttoning Jennifer's silk blouse. She gazed longingly into Jennifer's eyes with a growing intensity until the last button opened. She looked downward as she slid her hands up to Jennifer's shoulders and slipped the top off.
They were now standing close enough for their breasts to touch. "Our breasts are touching, so we might as well kiss," Jennifer said in a deep, breathy voice. Their lips found each other and their moist hot tongues began to dance.
Jamie somehow felt utterly helpless in Jennifer's arms. They touched each other softly and their lips remained locked in a deep, sapphic embrace. Jamie's thoughts raced from why to how to yes yes yes, while her body screamed more, more, more.
Jennifer paused for a moment and moved to the bathtub. She turned on the water and poured in a little oil. She knelt before Jamie and undid the Velcro closures on Jamie's sandals and pulled them off. Jennifer's hands slid up from Jamie's ankles and across the surface of her long, smooth legs. Jennifer's lips followed the same path upwards, and she could smell the sweet, inviting scent of Jamie's beautiful valley of pleasure.
The smell of the perfumed bath oil filled Jamie's nose and she moaned. Jennifer's fingers began to dance and Jamie found her legs opening as if they had a mind of their own, inviting probing fingers and that long, wet, hot tongue of Jennifer's.
Photo by Will Santillo
Jennifer licked and sucked on Jamie's clitoris, inspiring deep moans and tremors. Before Jamie could come, Jennifer stood and kissed her on the lips. As Jamie's tongue slid deep into Jennifer's mouth she could taste herself on her lips. Her own fingers now found the soft wet folds between Jennifer's legs. She was intoxicated by the growing heat of the moment.
With the bath now nearly overflowing, Jennifer paused to stop the faucets. She stepped into the bath and reached for both of Jamie's hands, inviting her in. Their lips touched again as the two women slid down into the hot, sudsy, aromatic water. Jamie felt possessed, her own mouth and tongue exploring Jennifer's hot, wet flesh. And for the first time, she found herself "face to face" with another woman's vagina, a beautiful, wet vagina. Her lips kissed Jennifer's pussy as if it were her new-found lover's mouth.She wanted this moment to last forever, and she heard Jennifer begin to moan softly. Her fingers caressed and probed while her mouth never parted from this new found treasure. She couldn't believe how much she enjoyed licking and sucking on this woman and it made her own body throb with desire.
Without even realizing she was doing so, she got out of the tub and laid on the large, white towel on the floor. "I need us to have each other',"she begged. Jennifer came out of the tub and place her pussy over Julie's mouth, who immediately began to kiss and tongue and finger her sweet-tasting, hot wetness. Jennifer did the same to Jamie's pussy and they moaned into one another's bodies. Jamie was in lust, she was in love, she was in heat as she followed every lead that Jennifer provided. One screaming orgasm after another washed over them both and Julie's body and mind continued to beg for more.
At last the two women collapsed side by side. They kissed softly, as if in some sort of beautiful dream. And the dream continued on to this day.
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Copyright August 2007, Jamie Antonia
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Originally published August 2007 - "One, Two, Orgy!"