Emily bent forward and kissed Gemma, tongue meeting tongue. She breathed into Gemma’s ear.
“Remember, Niagara. Remember the falls.”
Gemma did. And she saw now the golden thread linking all of the experiences from this morning until now. Soft, tender loving, transforming into intense sex, transforming into pain willingly given and received. And she knew it was all the same. All connected.
Emily disappeared from Gemma’s view. Gemma panted, her distended nipples still stinging horribly. Then she felt the hard tip of the long dildo at her opening. She knew she wanted to be fucked. She knew she could cum at least once more.
Gemma understood that she would do whatever Emily wanted her to do, and then say ‘thank you.’ She thought maybe she was in love with Emily, or something like it.
Then Emily thrust hard and deep into her. It was good. It was the best.
It was all the same. All connected.
THE END
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Endnotes
Since I wrote Chapter Four, “Gemma” (whose name has been changed) has stopped being active on Literotica. This is something that seems to happen with way too many women. However, the two of us are still in contact. Recently, she asked me to finish this story for her, and provided some ideas as to what she would like to see in the concluding two chapters. I hope it’s a fitting ending.
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