*** Author's Note ***
Sorry that it has taken so long to get this second chapter finished, but I have been up to my ass in Hurricane Ike and its chaotic aftermath. Ike did however inspire my latest lesbian story "Loving Danica through Amanda" - which I wrote and posted in early October, and that got my wheels turning again for a second chapter to the Prosecuting Attorney. Anyway, thank you all so much for making Part One so successful! Your feedback and your encouragement have meant more than I can say!!
Recap
When she was twenty years old, Hailey Gonzales was a frail, broken down, burnout shell of a devastated human being, ravaged to the core by alcoholism, drug addiction and a life of crime. Now on the verge of complete physical, emotional and spiritual death, Hailey sat on trial in criminal court for the seventh time in four years, with her latest case being prosecuted by the infamous "Wicked Bitch of the DA's office"; thirty-one year old Assistant District Attorney Lindsay Whitmore. Upon first laying eyes on the incredibly sexy Assistant DA, young Hailey was completely captivated by her stunning beauty, her aura of confidence, sophistication, intelligence and her overall presence. To Hailey, Lindsay was everything that she ever hoped and dreamed of being and as a result, Hailey felt life emerge deep inside her comatose soul for the first time in many years.
Ten years later, Hailey's life has made a complete 180 degree turn for the better. After serving six years of a ten year sentence, Hailey has recovered through the twelve step program and she now begins to seek out those who played a part in saving her life to thank them. It is then that Providence steps in and the now thirty year old Hailey Gonzales comes face to face with now forty-one year old Lindsay Whitmore in a coffee shop. After thanking Lindsay for sending her to prison and hence, saving her life, Hailey listens to Lindsay confess that her own life has become a deep black hole of despair and that by thanking her, Hailey has just saved her life as well. The two women quickly become good friends and Hailey struggles to contain her lust and attraction toward Lindsay. But late one December night, Hailey finds herself being subtly seduced by the sexy DA and the two women are swept away in the throes of unbridled lesbian lust. Then as the sunrises the next morning: the defendant, Hailey Marie Gonzales, and the prosecuting attorney, Lindsay Denise Whitmore, find themselves swept away in true lesbian love.
Part 2
With every muscle in my body seizing and my back arching in a virtual horseshoe, a scream of unbridled ecstasy catapulted from deep inside my panting lungs. My hands were a pair of vice grips, wrenching the sweat soaked sheets off my bed, cutting off the circulation in my fingers. My eyes spun uncontrollably in my head and I soon had to cinch them shut for fear of passing out. I had never had anyone make love to me this intensely before. Lindsay's mouth was wrapped tightly around my spasming pussy as my juices were once again spraying all over her face and the inside of my legs. With every fiber of my being ravaged by the most intense orgasms I'd ever experienced, I collapsed in a pile of complete sexual exhaustion on the cum-stained mattress as my sweat drenched naked body twitched and trembled wildly. Feeling Lindsay's succulent warm mouth and lips sucking the residue of my orgasmic explosion off my inner thighs, my nostrils were suddenly overwhelmed by the intoxicating aromas of sweat, perfume, burning incense and the natural odor of two very sexually aroused women hanging heavily in the air all around us. As my heart pounded relentlessly and my lungs strained desperately, I slowly ran my hands through my soaking wet hair. It felt as though I'd just gotten out of the shower. With my eyes still shut, I felt the tip of Lindsay's tongue moving slowly up my abdomen. I opened my eyes just in time to see her taking one of my rock hard nipples into her mouth as she was crawling slowly up over me like a predator stalking her prey. Running my fingers through her gorgeous blonde hair, I immediately realized that it too was saturated with so much cum and sweat that we must have showered together.
With soaking strands of her hair rolling gently against my quivering light almond skin as she sucked on my dark brown nipple, I mused with utter glee at the sight of Lindsay's sweaty body glistening in the afternoon sunlight pouring through the window. Flushed with the intense heat of an active volcanic lava dome, Lindsay's ordinarily alabaster skin was now a light shade of crimson. Feeling her tongue slide slowly down through the valley between my tits and her teeth suddenly piercing my other nipple, I felt a powerful burst of electric-like shocks spark through my veins. With a slight giggle, I pulled Lindsay up and she let the front of her body glide smoothly over mine; the sweat covering our bodies acting as a lubricant. I could feel her protruding nipples grazing across my skin and it sent another surge of electrical shocks charging through me. Rising up my body slowly, allowing the tip of her tongue to graze up my neck, over my chin and finally to my lips, I was soon looking deep into Lindsay's captivating eyes. Easing her rock hard body down to rest on top of me and never breaking eye contact, our hungry mouths came together and our wanting tongues were soon mauling each other deep inside them. The world went dark as our eyes closed and the unbridled passion of a lovers kiss surged forth.
The heat emanating from our naked bodies was immense. We were like two cauldrons of magma and I could feel our bodies melting together into one. With her delicious mouth still heavily basted with the juices of my latest orgasm, Lindsay's tongue explored the deepest recesses of my mouth and upper throat. Reveling in the luscious flavors of her mouth, I speared the fingernails of my right hand deep into the skin of her back as I rested my left hand firmly on the back of her soaking wet head; attempting to pull my beautiful lover deeper into our kiss. There was no sound. Kissing each other so deeply, there was no sound at all. No lip smacking, no tongue wagging, no saliva sucking; just unbelievably serene and divinely deep quiet. We were breathing each other's air. I was absorbing her soul and she was absorbing mine.
I awoke to the faint sound of water running in the distance. As my eyes opened, the room was dark. Glancing over at the balcony door, it was evident that night had come again and the courtyard lights below were gently filtering their very dim light into my apartment.
Lindsay and I had been making love all day long. We had awoken that morning in each other's naked embrace after an unbelievable night of passion, and despite being famished, couldn't free ourselves from the powerful web of attraction holding us captive. Like sharks in a feeding frenzy, Lindsay and I continued to ravage each other in unbridled sexual frenzy.
With the mere thought of her beautiful name, I felt my heart begin to race while images of her angelic face and her gorgeous body flooded my mind and warmed my soul. Inhaling deeply, I picked up her scent like a Saint Bernard and could smell her all over my skin and could still taste her in my now rather dry mouth. Instantly my whole body began to tingle and despite the fact that I felt completely drained and that my head was throbbing, I wanted my Lindsay, so I rolled over to take her:
But, she wasn't there!
Adrenaline surged through every inch of my body and I was gripped with terror. I felt a violent chill settle deep into my bones as my heart went from a million beats a minute to zero instantly. I couldn't breathe. Had it all been a dream? Being still only half awake, my eyes darted around the room trying to find some sort of bearing. That's when I once again heard the distant water running that had awoken me in the first place. Whirling my head toward the bathroom door, I saw light coming from underneath it. I leapt out of bed and bounded in two steps to the door to find it just slightly ajar. With my heart again racing and a cold sweat building under my hairline, I gently pushed the door open and peered into my tiny bathroom. The shower was running and the room was filled with steam. Slipping my now very icky and sticky naked body quietly through the doorway, I then heard a melody more beautiful than any other that has ever passed through my ear: Lindsay clearing her throat. It hadn't been a dream!
Taking another step forward, I could make out Lindsay's heavenly feminine figure on the other side of the fogged up shower stall door. Slowly and ever so sensually running her hands up and down through her hair under the running water, I faintly heard her singing "Donna", the classic love ballad by Ritchie Valens; only Lindsay was inserting my name in the place of Donna's. I was so overcome with joy that I nearly started to cry.
I stood motionless from my vantage point just beyond the shower door and worshipped my beautiful lover from afar. I didn't know if Lindsay knew that I was watching her, but I didn't care. Lindsay Whitmore was the most beautiful and sensual woman I'd ever seen. She literally oozed divine femininity and insatiable sexuality from every pore of her body, and just watching this goddess seductively caress herself under the warm running water set me on fire. It wasn't long before I became so entranced that I didn't realize that I had begun masturbating, standing right there in the middle of the bathroom.
Lindsay cleared her throat again and that snapped me out of my trance. With my body on fire with passion, I instantly forgot about feeling completely drained and having a throbbing headache. Carnal desire was consuming me once again and I must have more Lindsay. I stepped forward and gently opened the shower stall door. Lindsay was leaning forward with both her palms pressed firmly against the tile wall and was gently swaying her lowered head from side to side under the water between her outstretched arms. Her nipples were rock hard, protruding out like fresh pencil erasers and the soft tender moans escaping her lips were hypnotic. Having not noticed me, I quickly took in every inch of her glistening body. Despite the ravenous sex we had shared over the last twenty-four hours, I still couldn't get over how beautiful she was. Even further, I couldn't believe that she was really here. Lindsay Whitmore: the infamous "Wicked Bitch of the District Attorney's Office" and the sexiest assistant DA I'd ever seen, and I'd seen a lot of them. Lindsay Whitmore: a woman who was everything I had ever dreamed of being and more. A woman whose job it was to destroy me, but ultimately resurrected me. A woman that captivated my heart and captured my deepest carnal desires at a time when I was nothing more than another number on the court docket to her and she was nothing but a forbidden and unattainable fantasy to me.
But now she was no longer a fantasy. Lindsay Whitmore was now my reality. And best of all, I was her reality. Never underestimate the power of the Force, as Jedi Master Yoda would say. Or like my sponsor says "Happiness is the by-product of good living." I guess I must be living really well. With a deep sigh of relief and contentment escaping my lips, Lindsay's head was slowly rolling in my direction and her eyes opened to reveal a seductive gaze of the deepest want and desire I'd ever seen. Her stare was so intense that I literally felt her desire for me piercing my body like a riddling volley of bullets fired from a battle line and my knees suddenly felt weak. Never taking her gaze off me, Lindsay raised her head up slightly and teasingly ran her tongue up her arm to her elbow and back. I slipped into the stall, pulling the door shut behind me and slid directly behind her, pressing my quivering mound firmly against her scrumptious ass. The perfect roundness and unbelievable firmness of her bottom was slightly thrust backward to meet the grinding advances of my pussy. I slid my arms around her waist, gently running my hands across her rippled abdomen and then up her slender torso to her divine chest.
Massaging her soaking wet, incredibly firm D-cups and teasing her probing nipples with the tips of my fingernails, Lindsay let her own arms and hands fall to her sides as she stood straight up and slowly leaned backward into me, allowing the front of my body to press up firmly against her back. Slipping her right arm backward, I felt her right hand clamp firmly onto my right ass cheek, pushing my grinding pussy more solidly against her. I could feel her fingernails grazing the wet skin as she firmly kneaded my right cheek. Tilting her head down slightly and turning it over her shoulder toward me, I stood up on my tiptoes and our wanting mouths came together. As I'm just a smidgen below 5'6" and Lindsay is nearly 5'10" barefoot, I really had to stretch, but I wasn't going to be denied the most delicious mouth I'd ever devoured. With our wide open mouths sealing tightly around each other, our tongues surged deeply forth into the deep recesses of the others oral cavity.
