Diary of Carolyn

DIARY OF CAROLYN

Chapter Nine

Copyright 1997

Skull Duggery

This is a work of fiction

As my sense of reality began to overcome the orgasmic cloud surrounding my brain, it occurred to me why Kristen was on the floor. I faintly remembered putting her there with the wild bucking of my hips, but it somehow seemed like it happened in another life. "I've never seen anyone cum as hard as you just did." Kristen said with a look of wide eyed amazement. She was obviously very pleased with herself at having driven me to such a mind numbing orgasm. To be perfectly honest, I was very pleased with her too. "Did you like it?" she asked. Like it? Hell, I was still trying to find my toes. "Yes, I liked it. I liked it very much." was about all I could give her for a reply. Kristen's face lit up even more than it was. "I'll make you cum again, if you want me to," she spoke in a soft voice. I thought for a minute and then replied, "I don't know if I could stand another one like that without losing my mind. Besides, I feel a little guilty having all the fun."

"You're not." Kristen assured me as she got up off the floor and sat beside me on the bed. "You may not have known it, but I came the same time you did. I really like making you cum. Please let me do it again." After the orgasm I think I was still having, that was most certainly an offer I couldn't refuse.

Kristen started to kiss me. This was nothing like the first kiss she gave me in the kitchen. This time she was very gentle, probing my tongue with hers while rubbing her soft pubic hair on my thigh. It felt so weird, so unnatural being touched and kissed by another girl, yet at the same time so unbelievably wonderful. This was really fantastic. She then slowly started to move down. First kissing my neck then as she began kissing my erect nipples I could feel myself shudder as she lightly flicked her tongue back and forth over the very tips of my ever so sensitive flesh. Kristen must have sensed how excited I was getting. She moved ever so slowly down. Carefully licking the tender undersides of my breasts. The sensation was driving me wild. I began to feel my stomach muscles spasm as she ran her tongue slowly down my belly, stopping to make a few circles around my navel, all the while squeezing and then flicking my rock hard nipples with her fingers. When I felt her tongue start to lick the very top of my thick pubic hair, I began to realize what she was intending to do. I might have resisted as this was something I hadn't really thought over, but with the indescribable pleasures this girl was inflicting on my naked body, even I couldn't be that foolish.

As Kristen continued to lick her way closer and closer to my waiting clitoris, a troubling thought kept crossing my mind. I knew she would want me to do the same for her as she had so very well done for me. Could I do it? Laying here with my closed eyes being fulfilled with the feelings of ecstasy given to me by another girl was one thing, but could I give her the same in return? I jerked as her tongue slipped inside my folds. Could I put my tongue into her vagina and swallow her juices like she was now doing for me? My hips began to rise instinctively as I felt the flat of her tongue getting closer to my clitoris. I could feel her moving my thick pubic hair aside exposing my clit to her probing tongue. Then, as her tongue engulfed my throbbing clit, she squeezed my nipples between her fingernails as hard as she could sending daggers of pain through my breasts throwing me into several wonderful orgasms. Every muscle I had strained as wave after wave racked my body with pleasure. My body continued to shudder with pleasure while Kristen licked at the cum juice still flowing abundantly obviously enjoying my flavor.

I felt exhausted. Never before had I experienced so many orgasms in so short a time. The room even seemed to spin as I lay there trying to comprehend just what had happened to me. I started to think about Kristen again, how unbelievably wonderful she had made me feel. How could I possibly give her the same level of pleasure I was feeling. Before today, I had barely thought of making love with another girl, let alone figure out ways to do it. "That was wonderful." I said as I looked over at my unexpected but amazing lover. "I'm not sure how good I'll be, but," still unsure I paused a moment, "if you want, I'll make love to you." Kristen gave a look of concern as she replied, "Are you sure, I mean, you don't have to or anything." I thought about how what started as a torture session had turned into my first taste of lesbian love and how great so far it had been. I still wasn't totally comfortable with the idea, but if for no other reason than to repay her for the intense pleasure she had given me, I had to at least try. "I want to," I told her as I caressed her cheek, "I'm not to sure if I can do as well as you, but I'd like to try." Kristen's face lit up like a bulb. Then, laughingly as she lay spread eagle on her back she replied, "I promise not to complain."

I spent a few minutes just kissing Kristen and running my hand over her like she had done with me. I then slowly started licking the soft skin of her firm round breasts, purposely teasing her by not touching her nipples. I also teased her by burying my hand in her soft thick pubic hair, running my fingers up and down both sides of her clitoris being careful not to touch it. Unlike myself, Kristen made no effort to control her rising excitement. She was already bucking her hips wildly, her swollen clitoris franticly trying to make contact with my hand. I wouldn't let that happen. She let out a loud moan of frustration as she bucked even higher desperately trying for that one momentary contact that she knew would send her into orgasm.

I couldn't believe how easily she became excited. I also was surprised at how much I enjoyed getting her that way. When I figured I had teased enough, I worked my way into a position where I could do what I suspected she would really like. Then, without giving her any warning, I slipped my teeth over her left nipple and as I bit down hard I also squeezed her very erect clit between my fingernails as hard as I could. Kristen let out a blood curdling scream as she was overcome by one mega orgasm after another. I continued to squeeze and pull her sensitive clitoris as hard as I could as she begged me not to stop between screams. I too began to climax from the thought of how much her clit must hurt. The more she begged, the harder I pulled and twisted her sensitive clitoris. As I reached my own climax, I dug my fingernail deep into the base of her clit and pulled sharply upward with all my strength. I knew I had to be causing her terrible agony but I continued to dig and pull until she was nearly unconscious from the sheer number of orgasms it caused. When it was finally over, we both lay exhausted, our bodies glistening with perspiration, holding each other tightly.

It was well after noon when we recovered from our climactic exhaustion. Neither of us wanted the day to end but Kristen had to get back to the school in time to catch her bus. It was hard for me to imagine having to be worried because my family was always checking up on me, as did she. I kind of felt sorry for Kristen, or was I feeling sorry for myself because she had to go, I wasn't sure. At any rate I helped her load up her back pack, reassuring each other we would have many more days like this in the near future.

I watched Kristen jog away into the distance still feeling aroused from what had been one of the most memorable experiences to date. I decided to take a bath and think of how I wanted to spend the rest of the day. Perhaps it was because of the intense pleasure of my first time lesbian experience, but I wanted to do something new to myself. Suspension came to mind. Recently I had been thinking of ways to suspend myself by my wrists for a long enough period of time to make it extremely painful, but also so I would be able to release myself before I was happened upon by one or both of my parents. Also, even though I wanted it to be of considerable torture, hanging for perhaps two or three days was out of the question.

This was not an easy problem to solve. I had to come up with some sort of plan or device that would somehow free me after a preset length of time but that couldn't be activated early by me. Not having the option to stop the torture in the event it became too painful for me always added to the excitement. I will admit though, there have been times when in various self contrived tortures, I would have at the time gladly traded the excitement for access to a stop button.