章 19: Bumble Bee
Soon, everyone but Sara was gasping for air and feeling their insides churning as their vaginal muscles spasmed, trying to suck non-existent sperm into our wombs. Poor Sara was doubled over, hugging her knees to her breasts with her ankles crossed. She shivered every few seconds as a micro-orgasm wracked her body. I thought she had suffered enough, and I took hold of a foot and pulled her out of her tuck.
Before I could get to her, Alex reversed her position on the bed and started licking and sucking Sara's pussy. Sara immediately climaxed and lost control of her limbs to the point that I had to throw myself across her to keep her from kicking everyone off the bed. As she came, she screamed at the top of her lungs. It was such a loud and prolonged scream of ecstasy and relief that I thought she would surely be hoarse afterward. When she ran out of air, she took a deep breath and screamed again, just as loudly. I looked down at Alex, who had her chin planted in Sara's pussy and was flicking the underside of her tongue across Sara's clit faster than I have ever seen a tongue move. Sara again ran out of air and again sucked in a huge breath and again screamed at the top of her lungs. Alex kept flicking. Her tongue was a blur over Sara's clit. To Sara, the sensation must have been overwhelming. Every muscle in her body was contracted and, even with me on top of her, had arched her back so much that only the top of her head and her heels were still on the bed. Just when I thought she would scream a fourth time, she collapsed and went completely limp under me. When I looked at her face, I could see that she had passed out. She had cum so hard that she had overloaded on it.
Lori looked concerned, but when she put her hand on Sara's neck and checked her pulse, she smiled. "Let's not wake her up," she said, "She might start screaming again and I'm not sure my ears could take it. What on earth did you do to her?"
Alex grinned. "It's called the Bumble Bee. You have to have a very limber tongue to do it properly. And it takes practice. Would you like me to show you?"
"Maybe some other time" I said.
"I'd like to try it!" Lori said. "Can you do me?"
"OK," Alex agreed, "Scoot your butt over here. Here, let's put a pillow under you. Now, if Sarah will help me get you warmed up, we will see if I can't make you scream, too."
"Oh, gosh! I don't know if I'm ready for this." Lori said. "I'm a little scared." She spread her knees wide and Alex started slow, licking her labia with short flicks of her tongue, trying to get her aroused."
I started stroking Lori and kissed her. I could tell from the increasing enthusiasm she put into each kiss that she was quickly getting seriously turned on from all the stimulation.
Since you're never more ready for sex than when you've just cum, it did not take long for Lori to reach a fever-pitch of arousal. I took both breasts and squeezed it and licked her nipple mercilessly. She soon started to moan and toss her head back and forth.
"Oh, please! Please! Now! Do it now! OH! It's so good!" Lori begged.
Alex settled down with her jaw on her hands and the point of her chin stretching Lori's pussy open. She stuck out her tongue and gave Lori's clit a couple of pats before starting to flick it faster and faster. The effect of Lori was immediate and intense.
"OH MY GOD! Oh! That's... That's... OOOOOOOOOOoooooo, YES! YES! YES! AAAaaahhhh, hmmmm, gaahhhh." Anything else she meant to say only came out as unintelligible gibberish. I think she was cumming already at that point, but Alex never quit flicking her tongue. Lori stopped trying to vocalize and shut her eyes tight. She clenched her jaw tight shut just before she opened her eyes and then her mouth wide and sucked in a deep breath. She held it for only a couple of seconds before she started to scream. The only difference between Lori and her sister's reaction to Alex's oral talents was the pitch of the scream. Shortly, we had two unconscious girls on our hands.
"Damn!" I said, when we had laid them out on the bed and draped their arms around each other. "Looks like I'm not the only one around here with superpowers!"
Alex laughed with me at that. We pulled the covers over the unconscious girls and got dressed. Alex laid out the clothes that she thought Lori and Sara looked best in, and we snuck out of the room to let them recover in peace.
Conversations with Alex seemed like talking things over with myself. She was the best sounding-board because she would know instantly if I was trying to fool myself or trying to justify something or just engaging in wistful thinking.
"I want to share the love with as many people as I can. Love multiplies when you share it." I said.
"You even wanted to love those scum-bags last night."
"But love could not help them. And I have a responsibility."
"You think because you can do all these things, that you have to use them to help people."
"Yes."
"Even if you have to risk your life doing it."
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Because I could not live with myself if I didn't. If I could say, 'Oh, there's nothing I can do', then I might be able to justify doing nothing. But you and I know that now there is something I can do. That changes everything. Every day I find something new that I can do that other people can't, or that only a very few people can. I can't stand by and let things happen out there any more than I could stand by and let things happen in here."
"So you are throwing yourself on the forge to be hammered into some kind of sword of justice?"
"'Sword of Justice, '" I chuckled. "Pretentious, but noble. I like it, but let's keep that list open."
"Are you going to show me the dragon?"
"Sure. Down here." I led the way down the back stairs to the workshop. When I turned the lights on, Alex walked right to the motorcycle and started looking it over. I could tell by the way she examined it that she knew more about bikes than I did.
"This is one of the most beautiful custom bikes I've ever seen," she said. "I don't see a logo or a name anywhere, though. Do you know who built it? It doesn't look like anything I've seen
before. This is something special. That's a racing motor. But the fairings and the windshield aren't for racing. Those pipes have mufflers built in. And that suspension! See the air dampers? This thing runs against every design principle I know. Quiet, comfortable, soft ride, but very fast. And it's gorgeous!"
"It didn't sound quiet to me," I said.
"You started it? In here? We should have heard it all over the house! Those mufflers must be better than I thought. Still, I imagine it would sound pretty impressive in a room like this. All the sound would just echo around. So that was the Dragon's Roar, hunh?"
"Yeah. I thought I'd wet myself."
"Hop on. Let me see you on it." Alex was getting enthusiastic about this, but I was having more misgivings. Still, it wouldn't hurt to sit on it, so I climbed aboard again.
"Can you take the bike out?"
I laughed. "Not until I learn to ride one."
"You've never been on a motorcycle before? Criminy! Do yourself a favor and don't try to learn on this one."
"No way. But how do I learn if I don't have one to learn on?"
"My cousin, Paul. He has a small dealership. He sells scooters and dirt-bikes to the yuppie-scum kids, pardon me, the children of the newly affluent elements of society. He teaches classes that help you get your motorcycle endorsement on your driver's license. Lord! You don't have a driver's license at all?"
It was a rhetorical question. She had just got the answer out of my head.
"You have a license?" I asked.
"Sure."
"I bet you have a motorcycle endorsement on it, too."
"Uh, yeah. Paul and I used to go riding together. He's more of a kissing-cousin, you see?"
"There's plenty of room to ride two."
"Oh, hell." Alex looked at the bike with fresh eyes. I saw her smile and knew she'd just thought of something I had missed. "OK, so I'm your chauffeur. I guess that means I get to go along. Good. One condition here, Busty Blonde Dragon, I'm going to be taking those martial arts classes with you. You'll need a sparring partner who can give you a challenge, anyway."
"Oh, yeah? What do you know about martial arts? What color belt do you have?"
"I know the same as you do, girl — nothing. But I can do this." She took two steps toward me and started to swing her left hand up and over in a long slow slap aimed at my face. I wondered what she was up to. I stepped in with my left foot and raised my right hand and caught her arm, just as she jabbed me in the side with her right hand.
"Ow!" It didn't hurt that much, but I was caught off guard. "OK, smarty. Want to try that again?"
She did the same thing again. She started a slow overhand slap. This time I turned the other way and raised my right hand to catch her left and stood ready to block her left-handed jab. While I was watching her right hand, she dropped her left and jabbed me in the other side.
"OW! You're cheating!"
"Duh, Sherlock! I can read your mind. I know what you're going to do the instant you decide to do it. When you can beat me, it's safe to assume that you can beat anybody."
We spent the next quarter of an hour proving that the same qualities that made Alex a fantastic lover and friend also made her an unbeatable sparring partner. Still, it was an awful lot of fun, and I came away with a firmer commitment to learn to fight. Toward the end of our first sparring session, I got a glimpse, just an inkling, of the degree of awareness of my body and of the situation that I might achieve. It was an incredibly heady feeling and I wanted a lot more of it.
We decided that the workshop would make a good practice room, but the concrete floor would need some padding before we tried anything too energetic.
"I guess we need to go wake up everybody," I said, as we caught our breath. "Nap time is over."
"OK. Let's do the boys first. They've been asleep the longest." Alex said.
"By all means, let's do the boys!"
"You devil! You're insatiable!"
"Guilty, your honor!"
"OK, hotpants, which one do you want?"
"I'll take Bud. You take Jim."
"Works for me."
We giggled all the way back up the stairs to the boys' rooms, but we managed to stifle ourselves as we each quietly opened a door and tiptoed inside.
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