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By Anon1940 (anon1940@netscape.net)


Julie's Invitation: When Carrie next found herself in Julie's apartment, it was clear to both women that their relationship had been irreversibly transformed during Carrie's last visit. No longer was it possible for Carrie to doubt her craving for the sensual pleasures to which Julie had introduced her.

As for Julie, she had always enjoyed teaching young women to expand their sexual horizons, and she now knew that in Carrie she had a most receptive pupil. Thus, soon after they were settled in her living room sipping their cups of tea, Julie broached the question which was uppermost in both their minds: what next?

Coming straight to the point, Julie pulled her chair so that she was staring Carrie in the face and asked, "Carrie, are you ready to bare the lower half of your body for me?" Abrupt as her question was, it came as no surprise to Carrie. After all, Carrie had already given Julie freer reign over her upper body than she had ever granted anyone else, so why should she not now give her access to her lower body?

Clearly, aside from her residual resistance to confront her own lesbian predilections, there was no reason for her to deny Julie equal access to that portion of her anatomy specifically designed for sexual gratification. With these considerations still flashing through her mind, Carrie demurely lowered her head and, after a few moments, said, in a trembling voice, "Yes, I think that I am."

Pleased by Carrie's answer, Julie leaned back and asked Carrie to uncover her body from the waist down, leaving her upper body clothed. At first this request struck Carrie as strange, but, having learned to trust Julie's judgment, she rose from her chair and removed all the clothes below her waist. When she had done so, Julie beckoned her to come closer and stand so that their knees touched and Carrie's naked belly and crotch were available for Julie's inspection.

For a little while, Julie contented herself with visual appreciation of the image before her. Like a connoisseur savoring a glass of fine wine, she drank in the expanse of smooth skin covering Carrie's slightly rounded lower belly and savored the soft flesh padding on her pubic region and upper thighs. Soon unable to resist temptation further, she reached forward to run her hands over the delicious contours of Carrie's pelvis and palpate the succulent flesh of her buttock.

Sensing Carrie's nervous response to her explorations, especially those in the neighborhood of her vulva, Julie quickly placed her hands on the points of Carrie's pelvis and pushed her back a couple of steps. Then, with an indulgent smile, Julie said "Carrie, it is not my intention to offend. I sympathize with your reservations about having another woman handle the most intimate parts of your body and suggest that you sit back down."

Obviously relieved, Carrie took Julie's advise and returned to her chair. However, no sooner did she resume her seat than she was overcome by intense embarrassment about the exposure of her nether regions which sitting entailed. Namely, short of crossing her legs, there was no way of her not displaying her entire pubic area when she sat down, and, after she herself had bared the region in question, crossing her legs was a ridiculous option. Thus, with a self-conscious blush on her face, Carrie took her seat and, as if to demonstrate her resolve, left her legs sufficiently spread that Julie had an unobstructed view of her vulva.

After several minutes in this position, Carrie began to understand Julie's wish that she remain covered from the waist up. By baring only her lower body, she had focused attention on that region in a way which total nakedness would have diffused. As she soon realized, there was something excitingly obscene about sitting as she was, chastely clothed from the waist up and blatantly exposed from the waist down. Added to this was the fact that another woman was making no pretense about the enjoyment that this exposure was affording her.

Indeed, Julie was doing nothing to conceal the pleasure which she derived from letting her eyes rove over the hills and valleys of Carrie's naked lower body. Further, after giving her target a thorough inspection, Julie began discussing some of the many sensual techniques to which she would enjoy introducing Carrie's bottom half. Perhaps out of respect for Carrie's continued modesty, Julie began by talking about things that she would like to do with Carrie's belly.

"Do you remember your second visit to my apartment, the one on which your belly had to bear the brunt of my attentions? I very much want to teach you how important a role your tummy can play in your sensual life. Because of the demands made on it during pregnancy, the female stomach is among the most malleable parts of a woman's anatomy and, once it has been properly trained, can be a source of great sensual satisfaction."

Carrie had no trouble recalling the evening when Julie had worked on her stomach, and her memories caused a visible tremor in her naked lower belly. Yes, she had found pleasure in having Julie manipulate her tummy and belly button, but she also remembered that her pleasure had come at some cost.

It took several days for her stomach to fully recover from the probing to which Julie had subjected it, and she was not at all sure that she was ready for it to endure what promised to be a much more protracted and thorough probing. Anticipating Carrie's concerns, Julie rose and came over to the side of Carrie's chair, where she knelt and brought the palm of her hand to rest against the bulge just below Carrie's navel. Then, applying nearly no pressure, she lovingly ran her hand over and around the inverted bowl of Carrie's lower belly. As her hand glided over the skin covering Carrie's firm tummy, Julie started telling Carrie more details about what she had in mind.

"Your belly has a lovely shape and is a pleasure to caress. However, if you are to realize its full potential, you must submit to having it trained. Sexual experience at its best must involve contrast, and the role that I plan for your tummy is to provide that contrast. Surely you remember the way I alternated between soothing and rough handling of your breasts.

"Well, when I am stimulating your nether regions, I want your stomach to be available for the rough treatment. In order to maximize the potency of what I will do to your stomach, your stomach has to be first prepared, and the best preparation is rigorous exercise. A woman's belly is most susceptible to stimulation when its muscles had been worked repeatedly for several days in advance and, as a result, are sore enough to be acutely aware of whatever demands are being made on them.

"Thus, for example, had your tummy been properly prepared, even the gentle massage it is now receiving could produce highly erotic sensations. However, if you want to experience those sensations, you will have to accept and diligently adhere to the exercise regime which I prescribe for you."

Carrie was not averse to exercise. Throughout her school and college years she had done a lot swimming, and since graduation she had gone regularly to a health club where she kept her body toned with aerobic classes and occasional weight training. Furthermore, she enjoyed the state of physical exhaustion in which her exercise routine left her body. Nonetheless, Julie's proposal did not immediately appeal to her.

Although the mild soreness she sometimes felt after overtaxing her muscles was a source of pleasure, akin to that of a child worrying a loose tooth, she balked at the idea of exercising her tummy for the express purpose of making it sore. When she made her reservations known to Julie, Julie offered to give Carrie a sample of the sort of thing that she would want to do with her stomach, an offer which Carrie accepted with some trepidation.

Rising to her feet, Julie took several solid pillows off of her sofa and piled them in a neat stack on the floor next to Carrie's chair. She then invited Carrie to drape herself backwards over the pillows, with her buttock resting on the center of the top pillow and her legs and shoulders hanging off opposite sides of the stack.

When she had taken the requested position, Julie folded each of Carrie's legs back at the knee until her feet pressed against the pillows and her lower body was balanced on her toes. In this position, Carrie's stomach was stretched into a flat plane broken only by a ridge of tightly drawn muscle running from her navel to the muff of her pubic hair.

Sitting herself cross-legged at Carrie's side, Julie ran a hand along this ridge, stopping every few inches to test its firmness by pressing her fingers into its sides. When she had familiarized herself with the terrain, Julie told Carrie "Because your tummy has not been prepared ahead of time, I will begin by making it tender by means other than exercise. For this purpose, I will to slap it until its entire surface has become sensitive to the slightest touch."

She then placed the heels of both her hands on the edge of Carrie pelvis and started slapping Carrie tummy with her hands. Each slap was quite light, but, much to Carrie dismay, Julie did not stop after a few slaps, and, after she had continued for several minutes, Carrie felt as if her belly were on fire and began to wonder how much more she could stand, especially when Julie concentrated more and more of her attention on the rock hard ridge which seemed particularly vulnerable to her attack.

Indeed, every time that Julie's hand struck there, the muscles beneath exerted a tug, as if Julie were strumming an elastic band which had been stretched from Carrie's navel to her pubis. Carrie had to admit that this tugging sensation was not altogether unpleasant, but, by the time that Julie finally relented, she was more than ready to have her stop.

After delivering her final slap, Julie crawled to where she could take Carrie's head in her hands and, whispering words of endearment, kissed her flushed face while assuring her that the pain she had endured would be amply compensated by the pleasure she would now receive. She then left Carrie dangling long enough to fetch a hair brush, which, on her return, she carefully placed, bristles down, on the bulge beneath Carrie's navel.

Resuming her seat on the floor, Julie put one hand on the brush and the other on the soft flesh covering of Carrie's inner thigh, just below her vulva. Telling Carrie to "Focus your mind on the sensations it will be receiving," Julie used her hands to play Carrie's body the way a musician plays an instrument. Moving her hands in unison, she stroked the flesh along Carrie's upper thighs at the same time as she gently brushed the reddened surface of her lower belly.

From the outset, Carrie was transported into a domain of sensuality which she had sometimes imagined but never visited before. Reading the signs of Carrie's arousal, when Julie saw her labia begin to swell and the mouth of her vagina open, she moved her hand up Carrie's thigh until her thumb was resting against the bud of Carrie's clitoris.

Overwhelmed with the sensations coursing through her body, Carrie lifted herself onto her toes in an attempt to play a more active role in the delivery of her own torment. Employing all her skills, Julie brought Carrie to a peak of sexual excitement and, by modulating the strength with which she was applying the brush to Carrie's tender stomach and her thumb to her clitoris, kept Carrie suspended there for several minutes before she collapsed into a blissful orgasm.

Returning to Carrie's head, Julie waited for her to recover before grasping her under the arms and helping her into a sitting position on her throne of pillows. When she saw that Carrie was beginning to emerge from her post-orgasmic daze, Julie reminded her that what she had just experienced was only a sample of the techniques which could be used on her lower body.

In particular, she claimed that, "Had your tummy been prepared in the manner I have suggested, it could have played a much more significant part in your arousal. Instead of the brush, I would have used my hands and fingers to dig into the line of muscles which form the delectable ridge along which I applied the brush, manipulating it in a way which would produce a greatly augmented version of the tugging sensation you felt while your tummy was being slapped.

"Not only would the resulting sensations be more satisfying, but their duration could be protracted nearly indefinitely, and, especially in conjunction with stimulation of your vulva, could give pleasure beyond anything you have known. However, the decision is yours: are you willing to submit to the preparations in order to gain the rewards?"

Seeing that Carrie needed time to make her decision and not wanting to her decision to be made without due consideration, Julie proposed that Carrie go home and sleep on it. If she decided that she wanted to go ahead, she should return the following evening to have Julie start training her stomach. Otherwise, Julie told her that, although they would remain friends, she would assume that Carrie had chosen to not have Julie continue expanding her sexual repertoire. As a warning that she not make her decision lightly, Julie warned Carrie that if she chose to accept, she should anticipate having very sore stomach muscles for the duration of their training.