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A Date With Myself – Tina Kennard L Word
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God, and her tongue fucks me, too. No one else does that to me and I swear to God I don’t know how she does it either. It feels like a very twisting, very curious, very fulfilling piece of muscle inside me. But how does she breathe? I never thought of that.
I move the vibrator back and forth to mimic Bette’s tongue probing inside me. Christ! Am I dripping all down into the sheets? Fuck. I don’t care. Here’s a very good spot. I rock back and forth with the vibrator. I could come if I wanted to speed things up. No, I’ve got hours before I can fall asleep.
Where do I want to be with her? When was the first time she ever did that to me? Now, I remember. It was at her friend’s vineyard in that beautiful bedroom upstairs. I’ve always wanted to go back there again.
It hadn’t been late when we had said goodnight to our hosts, and climbed the stairs to “catch up on some reading and emails,” we had said as we went up to bed early. She’d undressed me immediately, and then bare herself she was on top of me. I remember how my heart and my body opened to her. We were so in love and the sex between us was still changing, as we fell deeper with more wanting to connect in every way we could.
First, her kisses on me went everywhere, before I captured her lips for a while as she slid into me and I felt her body warm and muscled press me deeper and deeper under her as she made love to me. The wine we had with dinner had softened my thoughts. They came slowly, and then left, as all I felt was her inside me and my mouth overtaken by hers.
I thought I was going to lose my control and come too early, but not with this watchful lover. Slowly she slipped her fingers out of me, and then she kissed me all down by body, until her tongue began to lick and tease me from inside.
I remember the feeling of pleasure and I remember the feeling – this can’t possibly be. She had pulled my waist up to arch my back for her. I push my vibrator deep inside me to hold the feeling of her. There’s no way to recreate the twisting inner licking that drove me fucking wild. It was that night that may have been the most intimate I’d ever felt with another lover – the ultimate of being opened, tasted, and so deeply known. I spread my legs to take myself back there.
I love her I realize. I love her still. I know I do. The pleasure is so intense. I know it’s almost over. I move my fingers faster against my clitoris. Her fingers always so perfect at knowing my speed and my pleasures and my beginnings and now… I fall back and begin to come and shudder and hold it until it begins to finally fade away.
My phone rings in the other room. The ringtone tells me it’s her calling. I rub my face and walk to the other room with my vibrator in my hands, I answer the call from Bette.
“Tina, I bought Jenny’s ”Les Girls”.” I hear a page snap on the other end of the phone. “Just tell me one thing: What the fuck?”
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Up next – Story #22. The Thirteenth Floor –https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=85458
Bette has spooky thoughts about taking revenge on Jenny.
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I’m out of breath while reading Tina’s pov of what happen back when she’s nursing her….
You made it happen BB!…
THANK YOU!
Love it,thank you.
I loved Tina’s narration. But the perfect touch was Bette’s phone call at the very end. I can just imagine her rant of epithets spewing forth like lava from a volcano. Or green pea soup from the mouth of Linda Blair in “The Exorcist”. In the flashbacks, you captured the carnality, the love, the very essence of their sexual relationship. They devoured each other. They are both generous lovers and enjoy being totally consumed by and w/each other.
Thanks for giving us an insight in Tina’s work. I have always wondered what she thought of Jenny’s novel and how embarrassed she must have been having her most intimate details of her life made into a movie. You have an incredible talent for penning delightful and romantic meetings of the heart and soul and this chapter didn’t disappoint. It is great to see Tina recalling Bette’s tongue tales from the recipient point of view. Hmm…Henry’s not satisfying her anymore?
I really enjoyed this chapter, Blackbird! Personal, intimate, revealing – just powerful POV from Tina. Thank you again!!
Same for me, loved the pov from Tina.
Thankyou, Bette is pissed….. thx for your post.
BB…Thx my favorite writer… Last post clearly forgotten. What a storyteller you and Tina. So erotic. Kept me mesmerized and deeply engrossed……another page turner….great work, BB….anticipating your next post….
Well, well, well…. That wasn’t what I expected but you were divine once again in writing the words in such a way that it revealed Tina’s inner thoughts on so many things, her work, her Bette and her intimacy with the woman she loves and why. Excellent journey to discovery with Tina and that famous tongue. Everything seems to fall into place perfectly and the words create just enough so our minds have to fill in a few details, but once again, your writing is extraordinary! Thanks so enjoyed the read!
Blackbird…. you’re really torturing me on 3 reasons in this story…one, the most intense “out of my heavy breath” reading on Tina on her memories and the art Bette done on her breastfeeding with Bette, in her sexual mood. 2) i just laughed so hard on Tina on her vibrator and how she doesn’t know how to use it from the beginning. 3) the loveable sexual pic of tina and tina/bette. you nailed this one.
I enjoy the attention to detail when it comes to the thought process of the character narrative. Lends a little more insight.
I had to stop several times just to get to the ending, for crying outline that was too much in one chapter, I cant stand it much longer these two so fucking seductive in their narrations and very detailed that its unbearable to only be allowed to imagine it and not feel it lol…I need tibette in full force again soon its breaking my heart
While thinking about a new story for my Season 7 timeline, Touch Tones, I did a nice rewrite and polish on this erotic story from Tina’s POV. As you reread this, I hope you’ll comment to refresh it in other reader’s minds. It’s the first story of this type I’d ever attempted to write and I’m pleased with the way it came out, especially with my rewrite. The story that follows “Date with Myself” is titled “The Thirteenth Floor”. In it Bette lets her inner weird and we discover her inner motivations and the pain that led, in part, to her life changing decision to sleep with Candace.
Date With Myself is full of Tina’s ghosts and erotic moments.
Please enjoy,
Blackbird
Where is this story? haven’t seen anything new on site in days !
Never mind.
What a Rewrite BB, so enjoyed it and look forward to reminding myself of the other stories in this series.
Look forward to more of Season 7 stories also.