Chapter 2

The pulsating hot water, a bathroom full of hot steam, our own little sauna. The pain and pleasure, the depravity, of fucking her sweet ass. The dirty little blonde slut I love so much, as Alisa screams in delight I drop to my knees for a taste of her sweet cunt.

Alissa is so wet my long tongue exploring her sweet insides. Curling, dancing, tasting her juices with my long tongue. Lisa grabbing my head, legs trembling. knees buckling, “YES! Cheri YES!”

Chapter Five-Making Love

After Alissa moved in life was perfect exploring with her was erotic, sensual, playful, and fun. Kissing me sweetly, then passionately, her long tongue dancing in my mouth. Our naked bodies coming together, hands, fingers, legs, cute little feet rubbing each other. Pussies humping, grinding together bringing the usual sexual arousal.

Intertwining in perfect delight, scissoring, Tribadism at it’s best, legs divided a pleasurable intersection with no stop sign in sight. Our wet clits colliding, rubbing, humping, grinding, moaning, ecstasy with a purpose. The art of two women making love so beautifully inclined. Sensory pleasures radiating out through our minds.

Sweet nectar flowing, fingers inside wet pussies, what an entertaining passion, a tasteful elixir. Two women on fire, the redhead and the blonde, split like scissors. Humping frantically, squeals, screams and moans, feelings building, tingling with pleasure.

Sucking her sweet toes into my mouth a wonderful sensory overload, a beautiful moment making wild passionate love with my gorgeous blonde live in girlfriend. Clits colliding, rubbing, humping, faces distorted in splendid magnificent pleasure.

Speed increasing here comes our orgasmic delight. A great way to end a day in our king size bed humping franticly. Panting like wild animals, bodies grinding and shaking, squirting her juices, a beautiful orgasm for two.

I awakened in the morning still smelling of Alissa’s beautiful sex scent which reminded me of love and sex. Holding her in my arms she was breathing lightly on my breast so gorgeous, warm, my beautiful Alissa. I didn’t want to wake her I just wanted to watch her sleep a little longer stay in that moment forever.

Chapter Six-Going Home

The first few months living together were pure magic we ran the Lakeshore Trails every morning together. We worked out together at the gym playing heated games of squash. We lounged in the hot tub sipping white wine or sitting on the balcony watching the city lights over Lake Michigan. We went out to concerts in Grant Park, music festivals camping in a small tent, dinner and dancing life was perfect.

She even came home with me for Thanksgiving telling my family she was just my roommate. We traveled to parents Kentucky farm sleeping together in my childhood room on that visit stifling our moans has orgasms shook our bodies laughing and giggling well into the night. Alissa and I slipped into the small bed together laughing like school girls at a sleep over. She snuggled her little body up to mine and I stroked her long blonde hair softly. Her hand on my flat stomach we talked about my wonderful big family.

Then I felt her warm soft hand slipping lower through my soft red triangle, I tingled at her touch, her fingers rubbing my pussy gently. I looked in her dazzling blue eyes full of lust and desire. Kissing her sweet lips my long tongue dancing in her mouth as her fingers entered my wet cunt.

She worked in and out slowly kissing my neck then shoulders teasing my nipple with her tongue. Alissa sucked on my small breast as I shivered from the sensations. Lower still kissing her way down my flat stomach tonguing my belly button. Her face and nose through my red pubes she sucked my clit into her warm wet mouth.

I bit my lip so to remain quit and not wake the family which was not easy to do. Her wet fingers sliding between my ass cheeks smearing my wetness on my tight little butthole. Alissa tongue probed inside my vagina, curling, twisting my lover and friend tasting my pussy juices.

I brought my knees up, my little toes curling, my hands in her blonde hair. An orgasm building inside me trembling in wonderful delight. I bit my lip hard as my body shook uncontrollably waves of pleasure crashing over my little body.

As I recovered Alissa nestled in beside me in my small childhood bed kissing my lips as I tasted my own sweet pussy on her lips.

“That was a wonderful surprise, Alissa,” I whispered in a low voice, “I love you so much.”

Chapter Seven-Riding the Train

The Loop is a vibrant area featuring eclectic eateries, shops, theaters and parks. Comprised mostly of high-rises, it’s also home to the 108-story Willis Tower. The iconic “Cloud Gate” sculpture sits in Millennium Park. Grant Park features the large, rococo-style Buckingham Fountain and the renowned Art Institute of Chicago, and hosts annual events like The Taste of Chicago and Lollapalooza.

We like to ride the loop starring out the window at the Chicago river. we board the Brown Line (which goes “counter-clockwise”) and ride until it leaves the Loop, next stop Merchandise Mart. At Merchandise Mart we cross over to the other platform and get another Brown Line, which will end up where we started. Which gives us a wonderful view over the Chicago River before and after Merchandise Mart.

Late at night/early morning is the best that window between the bars closing but before rush hour. There is an hour or two of, if played just right, of solitude a train car to ourselves lost in our own world starring out the window at the city we love. we boarded at the Belmont station in the last car and settled in a bench seat by the window. Alissa was dressed in ripped jeans and a T-shirt with no bra on her ample breast wearing pink flip flops on her cute little feet.

She laid her head on my chest and I instinctively stroked her blonde hair softly. We stayed like that for awhile the dark city passing through the train windows. Until finally she lifted her head, looking at me with her soft tired blue eyes “I love you,” she said with a smile. A tender moment between lovers on a train at four AM. I was still softly stroking her blonde hair when she leaned in kissing me on my soft lips. Our mouths came together, lips parting, I felt her long tongue twisting, arms rapping around each other in a passionate embrace. The train kept rolling down the brown line, we continued making out as my hand found it’s way under her shirt. I cupped her breast rubbing, squeezing, teasing her nipples. Her fingers sliding under my skirt inside my panties through my red pubes caressing my wet pussy.

Her fingers entered me slowly in, then out, my wetness growing with each thrust. I lifted her shirt kissing and sucking her breast flicking the nipple with my long tongue. She continued to finger bang my wet pussy as I fumbled to get her jeans open. Sliding my fingers in to find her panties soaked I parted her pussy lips and entered her sliding three fingers in. The train kept rolling down the brown line we kept fingering, kissing passionately, tongues intertwined. She was moving to meet my fingers our finger banging pace increasing, our hips bucking to meet slick fingers plunging inside us. Our moans filling the empty train car the slurping sound of fingers fucking wet pussies the only sounds. We both screamed coming together with earthquake orgasms shaking our bodies as the train moved down the brown line lost in time.

Collapsing in each others arms exhausted, spent, satisfied as the train came to a stop. Looking up I realize we were at the end of the line Albany Park we had rode through 27 stops. We exited the train car holding hands and we crossed to the other platform. Waiting for the morning train to the back to the lakeshore with men in business suits.

Chapter Eight-Valentines Day

I had a surprise for Alissa on Valentines Day I reserved tickets at Cabaret ZaZou, housed in an extraordinary Belgian Spiegeltent on the 14th floor of The Cambria Hotel. An unrivaled immersive experience where music, comedy, cirque and a four course gourmet meal converge.

The Cambria Hotel in the Chicago Loop – Theatre District offers upscale accommodations and I booked a suite for us with a king size bed for after the show. The service and the show was five stars the talent of the performers was remarkable, the vibes were intimate and the service was very attentive. We were transported into a sophisticated fantasy land concocted to form a brew that is a mix of Wes Anderson, Cirque du Soleil and The Cotton Club.

Entering our hotel suite on the top floor I kissed my gorgeous love Alissa spoke in her low sexy voice, “I love you so much.” Kissing me sweetly, then fervently, her tongue dancing in my mouth. Pressing our tight little bodies together rubbing, grinding, full of sexual desire and passion. Undressing each other at a frantic pace I stepped back to stare at Alissa gorgeous body.

Her gorgeous naked body, flowing blonde hair, amble breast, smooth pussy, a heart shaped ass and her small cute feet what a beautiful site. I dropped before her kissing her cute little feet, licking between the toes, Alissa raised her toes to my mouth I sucked each one slowly into my warm mouth.

Kissing up her smooth waxed calves, teasing her luscious thighs, rubbing my face on her smooth vagina. Parting her pussy lips my long tongue licking and tasting her sweet flavor. At home on my knees between her legs her hands in my long red hair the woman I love.

Alissa fell back on the king size bed moaning in pleasure as I continued eating the gorgeous wet cunt. Wiggling up into the bed has I followed her movements, her legs raised and bent, toes curling. her juices covering my face her scent filling my nostrils. Crawling up I kissed her with a sexual passion primal in nature.

Our naked bodies coming together, hands, fingers, legs, feet rubbing each other. Wet pussies grinding together, tongues dancing, hands, fingers, and arms roaming. Alissa’s legs wrapped around me fingering each other with beautiful timing and rhythm.

Chapter nine-Sunday mornings

On Sundays we rarely got dressed just laying around on the sofa all day in our panties and tee shirts, making love, taking baths together, painting each others toenails it was heaven. Laying on the sofa facing each other legs stretched out caressing each other. Strumming my old acoustic guitar, her beautiful feet rubbing my bare smooth legs her cute toes painted pink my sexual juices flowing. The other half of me Alissa knows were I’m going she always follows my every lead hitting all the right notes in perfect harmony. Starring at Alissa’s beautiful body, her breast, the hard nipples poking at her tee shirt, her smooth waxed legs, her small feet and cute pink toes. I watch her moan as our feet caress each others legs, a wetness growing in my black lace panties, that will not be denied.

Retrieving us some more cold beers I handed her a beer climbing in next to her, snuggling close together, so warm, legs intertwined, I could lay here all day, lost in this magical moment. Kissing her soft lips while holding her beautiful face in my hands our long tongues playing an erotic game. Alissa’s sweet tongue feels amazing has I squeeze and caress her wonderful breast. I hit the remote and Jackson Browne’s “Stay” fills our ears mixing with Alissa’s sweet moans in a magical moving way.

Her hands pushing my panties down I raise my hips to help them on their way. Alissa’s fingers playing with my soft wetness lights twinkling from the Chicago skyline through my tenth floor apartment window. Our naked bodies moving together in unison playing each other like instruments. Writhing in pleasure and sexual desire fingers deep inside each other.

Swinging around, to Alissa’s beautiful warm wet pussy, straddling her sweet beautiful face, lowering, feeling her long tongue take it’s first licks, her nose in my small red bush, sweet sixty-nine. Her scent is intoxicating filling my nostrils, tasting her wet cunt, pussy juices covering my face, grinding into Alissa’s sweet mouth. Feeling her hands grab my ass cheeks, this sofa is our love stage, so good together. Muffled moans filling my ears, raising her hips to meet my long tongue.

Grinding into her face, humping her sweet mouth, sucking on her tiny clit. The sounds and smells of our sex mixing with the music playing in the background a wall of sound. This is the practice of Auralism at it’s best music and tells the story of our lives. The movie of my life would suck but the soundtrack would kick ass.

Crowd going wild as we play out the last song, dragging it out, hitting the finer notes, striking the cords, in perfect harmony. I love the artist she is and the artist she helps me be, come with me Alissa for the big climax a grand crescendo of sound and fury. Shattering orgasms crashing over us, faces dripping wet, cries and screams in sexual delight, a wall of sound the melody of sex, bodies shaking, toes curling, pure pleasure, I love Alissa. She is a kindred spirit, a lover, a friend, we always make beautiful music together.

I loved her so very much but has time passed she changed slowly becoming controlling and violent. But even then there were wonderful times together to give the complete story is hard because I miss her in ways I can’t explain. Alissa resenting my long hours at the law firm, she would be texting me constantly, she would get mad when we were out accusing me of all sorts of crazy things and the strange thing was I blamed my self for her behavior. I came to dread going home, heaven had become a living hell, I couldn’t do anything right. The first time she hit me I was frozen with shock why I didn’t fight back I don’t know. The second time she hit me it seemed natural thinking “She will calm down in a minute.” The beatings that followed became more frequent and more intense I came to feel isolated and trapped. I tried covering my bruises with make up but some of my colleges noticed and they set up an intervention of sorts. Offering me help and offering comforting words assuring me I deserved better and was not alone.

Chapter ten-The Spanking

I opened the door to find Alissa standing there in a short black robe, “Like what you see slut,” she laughed in an evil way. I said nothing just starring at her knowing she was mad at me again for working late exerting her confidence and control over me

Silently I walked in past her, ‘SMACK’, she swatted my ass as I walked past her.