JUNE AND LADY
BIANCA - THE FINAL CHAPTER
By A. Penman
Lady Bianca slowly returned to consciousness. It had been
almost fifteen minutes since what had been the most mind
bending orgasm of her life. Every muscle, every sinew in her
body was exhausted and achy. Her cunt however, was
fortuitously still engaged with June’s.
Both exhausted beyond belief, the two had fallen asleep with
their legs still scissored and their dueling pussies still
in moist, sticky contact. What a pleasant way to wake up,
the lady mused.
The lady had, however, been vanquished. There was no other
way to describe what had just happened-what this fervid
redhead had just done to her. The mysterious, sexually
formidable goddess could have used her intense desire to
reunite sexually with June as an excuse for being so easily
overwhelmed. But she knew better. Straight up, cunt on cunt,
this silken, creamy white pussy had out fucked hers. June,
the rookie, had turned the tables on the teacher. She had
taken control almost from the beginning and never
relinquished it. A surprisingly aggressive June had sexually
demolished her. And no woman that she had ever matched cunts
with had EVER done that.
Lady Bianca needed to know if what she suspected was true.
Now, as she lie there in a euphoric state, thoughts quite
foreign to the Lady’s normal mindset began to surface and
she could not cast them aside. How wonderful it would be to
have June all through the night? Even better, to have her
all to herself all the time and what if...?
“Oh stop it, Bianca!” she admonished herself privately, as
her mind snapped back into the present tense. There was no
“what if” or “if only.” There was nothing more than THIS
moment in time. Unless...
The two hungry for each other women had wasted no time with
preliminaries. They had stripped naked and jumped into bed
almost immediately upon June’s arrival and had been going at
it non stop to this point of exhaustion since 5:30 PM. It
was now 6:45. One solid hour of hot womanly fucking and a
fifteen minute nap, apparently. The line between the two had
become blurred. But, by the now refreshed lady’s reckoning,
there was still plenty of time-time to fuck-time to reassert
The dominant redhead had been in and out of consciousness,
and in a state of disbelief for a few minutes prior to the
lady’s awakening. She lie dormant, confused and disoriented.
She did not understand what had just possessed her. As the
cobwebs cleared and awareness of her surroundings returned,
June could feel her cunt still locked in a sweet kiss with
the lady’s wondrous labia.
“Apparently, we’re Siamese twins connected at the pussy.”
June observed wryly. The lady smiled at the remark. June
loved the sensual thrill of their cunts still being sealed
in soft wet kiss. But, oh my word! What had just happened?
The lady found the strength to prop up on her elbows.
Shaking her head in disbelief, she looked down at the
goddess who had just fucked the living daylights out of her
and noticed the look of bewilderment on her face. She sensed
that June may not even have been aware. But she had to ask,
because she needed to know...
“What just happened, June? How on earth did you do what you
just did to me?” the lady wanted to know.
“I’m not quite certain.” June replied, hazily.
“What possessed you?”
“I don’t know.” June replied with a sense of uneasiness.
While it was true that the lady was responsible for her
improved sex life at home, she had never been quite this
voracious or aggressive in her marital bed.
“You know this isn’t finished, don’t you?”
“I expected not.” June nonchalantly replied.
“No one fucks me like that. No one!”
June sensed the lady’s obviously injured pride.
“Excuse me Lady Bianca, but I believe someone just did fuck
you like that.” June said, smugly. She knew that she had
just completely stunned Lady Bianca and that she wasn’t
going to be getting up to leave any time soon.
But the lady’s statement was a double edged sword. She could
not believe there was another woman who could match her. Yet
she was thrilled on the most profound level that she had
indeed met that woman. She needed to continue this cunt to
cunt sexual encounter in order to salvage a modicum of her
dignity. And then, to make matters even more complicated, in
the deepest recesses of her heart, a place where no one had
ever gained access, June had found the key and brazenly
entered. This was not going to be easy. For Lady Bianca, it
was a new and unfamiliar journey-a journey for which she
needed a companion. But, first things first.
“Well, I’m not done yet. WE’RE not done yet.”
June then raised up on her elbows. She needed to face Lady
Bianca, eye to eye.
“Are you angry with me?”
“Well...no...but...I don’t think so.”
“Well then, if you want to finish this, if you need to
finish this, I say lets get down to business right here and
“June. There is no ‘if I want’ or ‘if I need.’ There is only
what MUST transpire. And there is the possibility that what
we finish here tonight may only be the start.”
“I’m not sure I follow. The start of what?”
“It will become clear soon, sweet June.”
“You do know that this is all your doing. Right?” June
“My dear Lady Bianca, you taught me how to release, how to
give in, how to surrender completely to the passions inside
me. Three months ago, you unleashed something in me.” June
“I kind of got that impression.” The Lady responded,
“But, my sweet June, it’s far deeper than that.”
The Lady offered no further explanation. Rather, she began
to slowly grind her sexually re-charged pussy into it’s
perfect match. June had no choice. She came alive once again
with lust for her dark eyed, olive skinned goddess. June
rotated her pelvis into the Lady in a way that gave her
goose bumps and hard nipples-a way that she knew thrilled
Once again, the fuck between their cunts was joined. Despite
the coating of the incredible lubricant (that never seemed
to be absorbed into skin like ordinary oil), the two pussies
seemed to become one flesh. June could not understand the
depth of this exquisite union. All she knew was that she
desperately needed it. She could not get enough of it. It
was apparent to June that Lady Bianca felt this way too.
Fifteen minutes of blissful, locked pelvic rotations passed
as the heat between the two cunts gradually intensified.
Fifteen minutes of equal give and take between them. Then
June felt it. The Lady began to assert herself, forcing June
ever closer to the precipice. Lady Bianca skillfully guided
her engorged clitoris deep into June’s receptive cunt.
June’s labia minora welcomed the stiff clit into a loving
embrace. But June knew the Lady was challenging her. With
equal skill she directed her tumescent clitoris into full
meeting with the Lady’s clit and the two shafts squared off
once again. In the arena of folded cunt meat two female
gladiators engaged. The erotic battle was one again joined.
Through the rhythmic, fuck-induced haze that she was in,
June noticed a fleeting glint in the Lady’s eyes. It was
both tantalizing and spine chilling! The same feeling one
gets when looking into the eyes of a cat whose intentions
are uncertain. As the Lady’s lush labia fucked her with deep
sensuality and skilled, precise strokes, June felt pleasure
like never before. With each incursion, and with every
stroke of the lady’s pussy on hers, June was being
re-schooled in pleasure so deep that she feared her cunt
would never want to stop. The Lady poured it on, sensing
that June was yielding. Indeed, she was. The Lady fucked
June deeply, but with a tempered aggression because she
understood the depth of this union. She wondered as she
fucked if June knew what was happening and where they were
June’s body now began to writhe and then thrash. June was
out of control. She forced her cunt into the Lady’s. The
Lady responded aggressively. She could feel her clitoris
wrap around June’s shaft. June screamed and pulled on Lady
Bianca’s right leg, wanting to fight her to the death and
fuck her to the death, wanting to remain locked with this
heathen goddess of a woman.
“Ohhhh!!!! Fuuuuuccckkkk!!!!!” June screamed, now totally
out of control.
“Shoot into me June. Give it up, CUNT!!!”
“Fuck you Bianca!!! I’ll fuck you to the finish!!!”
“Good!” the Lady responded excitedly.
June was now screaming, flailing and pounding her fists into
the bed, just like the lady had done earlier. Her massive
tits were jumping and swinging and shaking disjointedly.
Once again she took a tight hold of the lady’s right leg
pulled hard, desperately trying to gain purchase for her
pussy in this intense engagement. She waited for just the
precise moment, then worked her hungry cunt meat deep into
the thick folds of the lady’s masterful pussy. But the lady
anticipated June’s move and used all the skill of her
fulsome labia to lock June’s throbbing anatomy into their
most recondite vulva lockup so far. As for June, she knew
immediately that she had miscalculated. Somewhat annoyed by
the tactical mistake, she tried to recover. In another
attempt to gain some ground, June tried to slip her engorged
clitoris deeper into the lady’s cunt. But the lady seemed to
read her every move. Once again her clitoris was met full on
by Lady Bianca’s, and June was forced to lock her clitoris
in yet another protracted sex battle with the lady’s womanly
phallus. Not that she seriously minded. June was now
beginning to realize that she would fight this woman and
fuck this woman no matter how long it took, no matter how
many fusions of labia it took, no matter when, no matter
where. Is this what the lady meant when she said “tonight
may only be the start?”
Through the measured pain of June’s fingernails digging into
her upper and lower thigh, the lady continued to pound her
cunt into June’s. She could feel June’s pussy slowly but
surely loosing ground to hers and knew that it would be over
soon. She felt a sense of satisfaction in reasserting her
sexual power, and thrilled at watching June flail
helplessly, though not in a malevolent way. She knew full
well that she was cunt locked with the most sexually potent
woman she’d ever met. The dusky lady harbored no delusions
of superiority. She knew that from the very first meeting of
their consummately matched cunts that she had unleashed a
sexual animal. June could turn the tables on her at any
time. Indeed, she had experienced the sexual powerhouse that
June was, and found the evenness of their skills so
But this round, it seemed, belonged to her. Lady Bianca’s
powerful cunt took control of June’s, and she felt the
exquisite galvanization of two cunts locked deeply and
fucking almost savagely, with her cunt dictating the ebb and
Suddenly June grunted. It seemed that she had no screams
left in her. Lady Bianca now felt the warmth of a massive
amount of secretions entering her as the redhead’s body went
stiff, as though she was in the throes of a seizure. It was
only a matter of seconds before Lady Bianca ejaculated into
June’s gaping cunt, with the two cunts still sliding and
lapping, labia still gripping and grappling, clitorises
still jousting and fully engaged.
Both women were now flat on their backs. Through the climax
induced euphoria they were in, they griped each other’s
right leg for leverage and slowly, almost imperceptibly
continued rotating their pelvises, softly and lovingly
maintaining cunt to cunt contact, the magic oil heightening
even the slightest friction.
Lady Bianca lie there, eyes closed. She could feel, more
acutely than ever before, the fullness of her own breasts as
they rose and fell with her measured breathing. Her tits
were still in a state of heightened arousal, as was her
entire body. She had never experienced anything quite like
this before. There could only be one explanation for this.
Through the clouded mix of emotions and uncertainty that she
felt earlier that made her atypically nervous and out of
control in her own element, one thing was now becoming
“Sit up June, please.”
“I don’t know if I can. I’m wiped out.”
June suddenly felt a surge of energy and deep arousal that
came from the junction of their womanhood and shot through
her entire body. She knew instantly that the lady had done
“June.” the Lady paused thoughtfully. “There’s something you
should know. Please sit up.” Lady Bianca requested as she
herself sat up.
With their legs still scissored, June rose to meet her. Both
women thrilled at the oil slicked friction between their
still mated cunts. They matched breasts and tummies. Aroused
by the body contact, once again their clitorises hardened
inside each other and reflexively sought each other out,
connecting in such an intimate way-a way that made June so
flagrantly wanton-a way that June still did not quite
understand. They kissed softly. June felt her breathing
But the Lady understood. She understood that this incredible
beauty in her arms had her from the first night their eyes
met, from the first full contact between their perfectly
matched breasts and bodies and yes, from the first full kiss
of their lush labia and the first meeting of their womanly
clitorises. Eye to eye, Lady Bianca spoke openly and
honestly. It was time to enlighten June.
As the Lady spoke, June sat in jaw dropping disbelief. It
was a tale of such incredulity, that if she wasn’t exactly
where she was, feeling exactly the way she was feeling,
she’d have quickly dismissed it as unbelievable nonsense.
But her breasts and body were molded perfectly to Lady
Bianca’s. Their pussies were locked as one. She had never
felt so complete as when she was with Lady Bianca.
“I’m an old soul June.” Lady Bianca stated, carefully
selecting her words.
June listened, not quite believing yet somehow sensing that
what Lady Bianca was saying was the truth. Then, not
surprisingly, June’s entire body came alive again with
heated desire for her dark, enigmatic lady. She understood
that she wasn’t going anywhere, ever again.
“Let me ask you a very important question, sweet June. And
let me be very clear that your answer will determine the
rest of your existence. Do you understand?”
“I think I do.”
“You MUST understand, June. There can be no hesitance. There
can be no thinking it over. Your answer has to be immediate
“Ask me, sweet Lady Bianca.” June said firmly. The lady
nodded. So be it.
“Truthfully June, is there anyplace else you’d rather be
than right here, right now, body to body in my arms?”
“No. Absolutely NOT!” June’s response came, quick and
certain, leaving no doubt that the lady had assessed her
correctly. As for June herself, she was now only beginning
“So, tell me.” June asked.
“I came here to find you, June. I’m convinced of that, now.”
“So you’re saying...”
“Exactly what you think I’m saying, June.” The lady wanted
to be very clear.
“What about Steve? How will he go on without me?”
“Steve is a wonderful man, June. But he isn’t your soul
mate. Nor are you his.”
And before June could ask the next obvious question, the
Lady spoke. “Don’t worry June. I’ve taken steps in his
“I’m going to miss him terribly, but this is right. Somehow,
I know it is.” June was beginning to accept what she now
knew was her fate. The two women looked deeply into each
others eyes. Then June began to feel an awareness. But this
was not just an awareness of someone who had come to
understand a basic dilemma. This was more like an gradual,
deep understanding of everything. It was as if the Milky Way
Galaxy had chosen to reveal its deepest secrets. It was as
if she now understood the beginning, middle and ending of
everything-everything that had ever been or ever would be.
Lady Bianca was granting her full access to ultimate
knowledge-to the never ending cosmic truths. She knew
immediately that this new expansion of consciousness that
was unraveling in her mind and becoming enlightenment was
exactly what the lady knew and how the lady perceived and
experienced and understood everything. It was incredible!
June was absorbed in this wondrous revelation for what she
perceived as a few more minutes-a thousand more minutes. She
could not tell. Time now seemed irrelevant. Indeed, it was.
What brought June back to the moment was the exquisite
thrill of the Lady Bianca’s full breasts moving sensuously
against hers, and her breasts responding without hesitation.
It was a feeling she’d felt before, but something was
different. Next, her smooth stomach was moving in rhythm
with the lady’s magnificent belly. With all of the
overwhelming sensations that happened when their tits and
pussies met, June had forgotten how amazing it was to feel
their bellies rubbing together, to feel their navels align
and suck together. The next thing she felt was her inner
thighs matching up with the lady’s, and ultimately the full
on meeting and kissing of labia. Again June noted that this
intense thrill was something she’d experienced before. Yet,
they were bonding together like never before. It was, by
far, the most complete sexual bond of June’s life and by
far, the most consummate, perfect physical and sexual bond
between her and her enigmatic lover. Then it hit her!
“We’re both covered in the oil! Oh Bianca!!!” June cried.
“It’s what you imagined-what you wanted. Is it not?”
“You read my mind?”
“I’ve been able to read your mind from the beginning, sweet
June.” The lady thought for a second, then hastily added,
“But let me say that I have never been intrusive and I have
never exerted any influence on your thoughts June. You’re
here because you want to be here. Not because I want you
here. The decision was of your own free will. Understand?”
June understood now, more that ever. She was now-they were
now-an eternal essence, eternal lovers. June’s eyes were
closed as she felt their lush bodies fully united. They were
rolling around in the fervency of timeless passion. June now
sensed they were no longer being supported by mattress.
Indeed, they did not seem to be supported by anything!
Eventually June realized they weren’t even in the lady’s
bedroom anymore. She had no idea where they were, or when or
if they were. She felt weightlessness. Her instinctive
fright response was sublimated by the comforting fullness of
Lady Bianca’s body on hers. And, in a revelatory and
comforting way, June could now sense the true essence and
spirit of Lady Bianca. Everything that had once been
eccentric and enigmatic about her was being revealed to
June. It was the beginning of an amazing journey, and June
loved it. Their mouths separated. June’s eyes wandered. She
saw nothing but pure white. Lady Bianca spoke to her in
“You have questions, my love?”
Surprised, June found herself able to respond in thought.
“Where are we?”
“On another plane of existence.”
“Are we...dead?” This thought did indeed frighten June.
“To be honest, June, I’m not sure. I’ve never been sure of
“Will we be united like this eternally?”
“Is that what you wish?” The lady asked in return. June’s
answer was instantaneous.
“Are you 100% certain?”
June caressed the lady’s face lovingly, then kissed her.
“One hundred percent certain, my lady.”
Then, everything beautiful on earth and in the cosmos
entered June’s conscious and sub-conscious mind. She was
flabbergasted by this continued journey to enlightenment.
“Is this what you know and experience every second, sweet
“It is, indeed.”
“It’s nothing like I imagined and yet everything I
“Glad you like it.”
“Yes June, neither of us will ever again be in a corporeal
state. We have transcended.”
A full seven days had passed. Steve was now officially
frantic. He couldn’t eat, he couldn’t sleep and at least two
building contracts were seriously lagging behind due to his
inability to concentrate and/or his absence from the job
site altogether. Mistakenly, he thought that immersing
himself in work would help ease the pain of loss. But after
a couple of days, he knew that it was an exercise in
Two to three calls a day to the local police yielded no
progress in the ongoing search for June. It was as if she’d
vanished into thin air. Every possible trace of her was
gone. It was almost like she had never existed in the first
place. Steve had grown weary of angrily slamming down photos
of June on the desk of the increasingly skeptical detective
charged with locating his missing wife. There simply was no
reason to believe Steve’s story, but the detective promised
to keep the file “open.” Steve knew that this meant he was
moving the search for his missing wife to the back burner.
It was frustrating, even angering. He felt like he had no
recourse or options. What in the world had happened to June?
Where in the world had she and Lady Bianca gone? Was this
all Lady Bianca’s doing? Was stealing June from him her
intent from the very beginning? Worse yet, had violence or
any kind of harm come to them? Nobody could help him or
seemed willing to help him.
Then one day Steve found himself in his car in the North end
of town. He didn’t know what had motivated him, but he
decided to try to re-locate Ethereal Lane. With little
difficulty, and with what felt like some sort of external
“guidance,” he pulled into the Cul De Sac. As he parked his
car and got out, he could not believe his eyes. He stood,
jaw agape, in front of an empty lot where Lady Bianca’s
house once was. Not only was there no house, but there was
no sign that there ever was a house on this lot.
The empty lot was overgrown with weeds and there was a
noticeable “Lot For Sale” sign. What in the hell was going
on? Steve searched his memory. Everything fell into place,
the street name, the Cul de Sac...except there was no
fucking house!!! He looked around and his attention was
drawn to a simple brown ranch style house. He had no choice.
He crossed the street as there appeared to be someone home.
One ring, then a second, and finally the door opened.
“Good afternoon, sir.” Steve greeted a kindly looking
elderly gentleman with thinning hair and a sparse salt and
“Can I help you son?” The man asked.
“Mr. Penman. What’s on your mind, Steve?”
What the hell? How could this man he’d never met know his
“I’m sorry Mr. Penman, but do you know me? Do we know each
“In a way, son. But that’s not why you rang. You seem
“Well sir, I was wondering what happened to the house that
was across the street.”
“What house?” the man asked. “There was never a house across
the street.” Steve’s heart sank. He could feel himself being
helplessly sucked into a vortex of the unexplained.
“Sure there was! A very beautiful woman named Lady Bianca
lived there-long black hair. You couldn’t possibly have
missed her! She had this kind of eclectic gypsy thing going
“You’re right. I couldn’t have missed a beautiful woman such
as her. But Steve, I’ve lived here almost two years and that
lot has been vacant the entire time. There was never a
house. There were supposed to be houses-several houses. My
house was the only one they fully finished. I got it and the
lot for a song. This was a development, as I’m sure you
know. But the developers ran out of funds, or some shady
dealings went on...you know that goes I’m sure. Anyway, now
they’re trying to recoup some of their money by selling off
the lots. If you’re looking to buy, I can give you a name
“Thanks. But I’m not looking to buy. This is all so mind
boggling...I swear there was a house there. And now it’s
gone?” Steve shook his head, mystified by the situation.
“I mean no disrespect sir. But I’ve been here before. I was
IN the house that was on that lot!”
“Are you sure you’re on the right street?”
“This IS Ethereal Lane, right?”
“It is, but...”
“I need to know what happened to the house that was on that
lot and what happened to my wife and that supposedly mystic,
wife stealing bitch and whether or not I’m going insane
and...” Steve threw his arms in the air and shook his head
and found himself almost hoping that guys with a straight
jacket would come and take him away and sedate him heavily
and that, when he woke up, this would all be a very bad
But Penman’s attention wasn’t on Steve.
“Well now. That’s interesting.” Penman said, noticing the
metallic blue hatchback that had parked behind Steve’s car.
“I’m sorry sir...what’s?”
“That’s the second time I’ve...”
“With all due respect, sir...what are you talking about?”
Steve asked, more confused than ever.
“Why don’t you go ask that woman across the street, Steve. I
have a feeling she’s going to purchase that lot. Maybe, just
maybe, she can help you.”
Steve turned to look. Across the circle, there appeared to
be a lovely woman in a simple yellow dress. A redhead!!!!
His heart began to race. His breathing became rapid. He
The door was shut. Penman was gone. All signs of life from
inside oddly seemed to be missing. He would have
investigated, but he had something far more important
waiting across the circle. He leapt off the porch and moved
across the circle quickly. But something told him not to
move too aggressively. The closer he got, he saw the truth.
The red of her hair was at least two shades brighter. His
heart sank once again. Still, as he got closer, he could NOT
“June!?” He called out, as if he had no choice.
She turned casually to face him. Somehow, she was not afraid
of being confronted by this stranger. A sweet smile lit up
“You’re two months early.” she replied, cryptically.
“I beg your pardon?” Steve asked as a soft hand was
extended. He felt compelled to scan the vacant lot in which
they were standing, then the ground beneath his feet, fully
expecting the hand and the woman to be gone when he looked
up. But she was still there, waiting for his hand to clasp
“My name is April. So, if you came here looking for June,
you’re two months early.” she smiled warmly. Steve noted
real soft human flesh as he accepted the hand in his. He
followed the bare arm up, noting that it was teeming with
freckles that would multiply exponentially with exposure to
the sun. He knew this from experience. When his eyes finally
met hers, Steve swore that he was having an acute episode of
chest pain. Freckled, alabaster skin, reddish orange hair
down to the small of her back, and jet black eyes...Lady
Bianca eyes. With some effort, he regained his composure.
“I’m sorry. My name is Steve. I came here looking for...”
“You came here looking for June...I know.” April said, with
Steve looked baffled. “How did you know?”
“Well, unless you have a habit running up on women you don’t
know and randomly shouting out the months of the year, I
have to assume that you came here looking for June. I also
assume that June is someone for whom you cared very deeply,
Cared? Past tense? Why would she say it like that?
“Sorry.” Steve stammered. “From across the street...the red
hair...well, you get the idea.”
Steve noted that the lovely April had not yet released his
hand. As beautiful as she was, he didn’t mind.
“Ah! June was a redhead and so you mistakenly thought...”
her voice trailed off.
“Yes I did.” Was a redhead? Again, the past tense?
“June must have been quite beautiful.”
“She was incredibly beautiful.” As are you, sweet April.
Steve thought to himself. He also noted that he had just
referred to his wife in the past tense.
“Well then Steve, I guess I’m quite flattered.” said the
lovely redhead, slowly releasing his hand. Her dark eyes
seemed to glimmer at him. Steve felt something-something
very deep inside him. It was both sexual and emotional.
Something was going on here-something pre-arranged.
“If I may be so intrusive, have you purchased this lot,
“Indeed I have.”
“Do you have plans to build on it?”
“Yes. As a matter of fact, I do. I’m looking into building
my dream home. Or as close to my dream home as I can
afford.” April said, scanning the lot and seeing its
“That’s wonderful!” Steve responded, genuinely happy for
She turned back and addressed him with sincerity. “So tell
me, Steve. Do you know any good contractors?”
For the first time in almost two weeks, Steve smiled.
The following morning, Steve woke up to find all traces of
June had vanished. Clothes, photos, everything. GONE! He
understood that from now on, she would only live in his
memory. As he sat down at the kitchen table with his coffee,
he checked a message that had been left on his cell phone
about an hour ago. It was from April. Sweet woman, he
“Yes April. I know a great contractor.”
Then he noticed something that unnerved him. On the table
was a business card with two words that printed in
handwriting style font.
He smiled, knowing that his life was beginning again.