Elena- Anais Nin 1941

"They left together and got into the back seat of Leila`s black limousine. Leila leaned over Elena and covered her mouth with her own full lips in one interminable kiss in which Elena nearly lost consciousness. Their hats fell off as they threw their heads back against the seats Leila engulfed her. Elena`s mouth fell on Leila`s throat, in the slit of her black dress, which was open between the breasts...
'Are you going to elude me again?' asked Leila. Elena pressed her fingers against the silk-covered hips, caressing her. She felt the little prominence of the garter. She wanted to push open Leila`s knees, right there. Hatless, hair flying they entered her apartment, where the blinds were drawn against the summer heat. Leila led Elena by the hand to her bedroom and they fell on the luxuriant bed together. Silk again silk under the fingers. Each time they approached the orgasm, either Leila or Elena, observing the quickening of the motion took up the kissing again - a bath of lovemaking, such as one might have in an endless dream, the moisture creating little sounds of rain between the kisses, Leila`s finger was firm, commanding like a penis; her tongue far reaching, knowing so many nooks where it stirred the nerves.
Instead of having one sexual core, Elena`s body seemed to have a million sexual openings, equally sensitised, every cell of the skin magnified with the sensibility of a mouth."