Tina continued her journey on her way down the terrain of Bette’s abdomen. A brief pause to tease Bette’s bellybutton, but Tina knew that this wasn’t really one of Bette’s "hot spots" so she soon moved forward to the region of soft curly hair. Tina inhaled deeply, savoring her love’s unique scent. She brought one of her hands into play, caressing Bette’s mound, running her fingers through the dark and damp. Bette’s moans were synchronized with the involuntary motions of her hips. Moving lower still, Tina spread Bette’s lips just to admire the view that wetly relected the fading light in their room. Tina traced her fingers along the delicate inner lips, sliding them smoothly along on their natural path leading to Bette’s swollen, sensative *****. When Tina lightly touched her tongue to the cowl surrounding this most central of nervous systems, Bette could not hold still. Tina realized that she too had been moving, pressing her pelvis into the surface of the bed as her own desire grew. Bette found her voice. "Wait Baby. Ah God, you’ve got me so close, but I don’t want to go there alone."

Tina raised her head wanting to know what her sweetheart might desire. "Turn around for me, my love" Bette requested. Before complying Tina placed her fingers to Bette’s mouth in a gentle caress, bringing the fluids from one set of Bette’s lips to the other and gave her mate a most soulful kiss. Tina loved her perfume and her taste. Tina then gently settled herself over Bette’s face. Bette brought her hands up and around to once again grasp Tina’s lovely cheeks, raising her head to allow her tongue to tease Tina’s *****. Tina’s back arched at the contact, her pleasure intense, writhing as Bette continued the rimming. Knowing Tina’s reaction, Bette felt the wetness flowing out of herself, a flood bursting beyond the banks of her labia. The women could feel something like an electric current traversing their bodies, eddying in their deepest cores and passing from one to the other. Bette increased her scope, running her tongue up and down the length of Tina’s wet crease. Again and again, up and down Bette’s tongue returned to the stations of Tina’s *****. Her *****, her lips, her *****, the whole of her ***** were licked and sucked and licked again by Bette with all the skill and passion she possessed. She rejoiced in the bountiful juices that Tina produced, confirming her skill and Tina’s pleasure, nectar of the gods as far as Bette was concerned. As Bette used her tongue to probe Tina’s deepest recesses, Tina set about returning the favor, leaning down to visit again her favorite place in this or any other world. It felt like coming home.

Tina’s change of posture altered Bette’s vista and gave her more room to operate. She felt her fingers slide easily in and Tina grasped them firmly. Tina echoed Bette’s actions and tempo. Stroking inside each other with increasing speed, mouths free to taste and tease swollen and sensative skin. As pleasure increased so did want and need. Each had ample evidence that they were bringing the other closer to the summit: it was audible in rapid, ragged, hot breaths, the gutteral moans they compelled from each other; it was tactile in the heat, the wetness emanating, the palpable throbbing and ever tightening grip with which they held each other. With a few more furious strokes, sucking hard on their lovers’ throbbing *****, they made each other come in a flash of heat and light like that when worlds collide. They felt they must have torn the sky open, for they could see stars shooting and falling in the room around them.

The world they had created was now destroyed as they returned to everyday existance. No matter and no loss. If earlier Tina had not felt like God, it was a product of her conscious mind telling her that she was not the entirety of the universe personified. True enough. But in their love and in their embrace, she and Bette found and liberated slightly more humble goddesses in each other, and they had the power to recreate their private world whenever they chose. Their love gave them that power and this they understood on a plane preceeding thoughts and words. So it is for all lovers. The sacrement of their lovemaking complete, they headed for the shower to make their ablutions.