Twenty Three, Part Two
Getting to know yourself. First lesson.
As the Niqab veil was pulled back to expose the face underneath, Jackie thought “I can see why she wears a veil ! She has a face like a hairy prune.” Jackie could feel her mouth puckering up as she leant towards her, and the woman was doing the same. Then Jackie felt like she was going to bring up her breakfast, (which was OK, because she had only eaten spiders and web encroute today) but it was her anemone which darted into the old hags open mouth. Jackie just managed to catch her before she fell, and dragged her over to the bed and laid her down. She was breathing steadily and felt very warm.
Out of the corner of her eye, Jackie spotted a shower room, and thought, now that’s a lovely idea, so stripped off and stepped into the shower, which started up automatically.
Suitably refreshed, Jackie stepped out of the shower and stood in front of the mirrored wall, admiring her fantastic body. “Need a rub down” Jackie could see the reflection of this gorgeous naked dusky skinned girl, around about 23 years old, standing behind her, and it made her feel very moist, between her legs. The girl beckoned in a manner which seemed familiar, they held hands, and walked to the bed.
The girl laid on her back on the bed, with her knees sloping up, and Jackie sat astride her facing her, with her back resting on the girls thighs, and lowered her little triangle slowly, and as she did so the girls clitoris started to protrude, and then elongate. It had the appearance of a flesh pink asparagus, but as it moved so the tip opened into fronds similar to her anemone. It slipped easily into Jackies dripping wet triangle. Once inside it seems to expand, and then ripple and then the end of it hit the target “JACKPOT” (or should that be Jackiepot) the end of it seeming to touch every particle of Jackies being. A tingling started in the end of her toes, and broke into waves and ripples up her legs, cascading and erupting to the top of her head, down to the tips of her rock hard nipples, at the same time down her spine, back to her triangle, where her object of pleasure was now retracting. Jackie made a grab for it, to try to put it back inside her, but too slow. Jackie had no control over herself, such was the ecstacy, and she shouted “God kill me now, this is never going to be any better”
“I think there are greater plans for you. Trust me” The girl took a little needle and lightly pricked the end of her thumb, then took Jackies hand and did the same, and touched the two spots of blood together. Jackie felt like a warm breeze passed over her.
“Do you understand me ?” The words were spoken in an Arabic tongue, but Jackie understood them.
“Yes I do Ayshee” Jackie said in an Arabic tongue. “How do I know your name, and how can I speak and understand Arabic, yet I have never learnt it ?”
“I have much to tell you Two Three” said Ayshee.
