She yawned lightly and I went in for the first sweet and tender kiss of the day. She moaned into my kiss and put her arms around my neck, reaching her fingers up to my right nip and giving it a twist. This was Sally’s signature flirty move. She never failed to get my juices flowing every time she did it too, and she knew that full well. We thrust our bodies together both of us in our beautiful birthday suits, for some morning loving. There’s just something about the magical appeal of early morning sex. Two lovers are barely awake, breathing is intensified, and the room has an air of innocence mingled with the musky scent of impending sexual pleasure. We didn’t have sexual relations every morning, but we did as many times as we could possibly fit it into our schedule. This morning we could and would. It was Saturday and she and I had both taken the day off for a special adventure we had been planning for weeks. Sally and I pride ourselves and our relationship’s longevity and freshness on our sense of adventure and never being afraid of trying new things. We felt it kept our passion and our youth alive and robust.
We had always wanted to explore the bush and wilderness a bit more. We were both very active gals and both in shape since I work at a gym and am a personal trainer. We had some time left before we hauled our hot tushies out to the Ford Astro and then on to the trail where we would embark on our bush walking adventure, and also fit in a little bit of running and hiking. There was no telling what kind of mischief Sally and I might find us in the midst of. I secretly had a fantasy that I was hoping like hell might just come true. I was semi familiar with the trail. I had been on a hike with a 4-H group from my high school days. I vividly recall our teacher Mr Ogilsvie finding the class slut, Roxanne Hunt skinny dipping with the class jock Bruce Peterson, in the crystal pool about a quarter mile off the main trail. Actually the whole class saw their nude bodies undulating under the clear as ice crystal water. The not-so-smart teacher invited us all to go see the noises we heard from beyond the trail. Let’s just say we saw more than one bush that day. I will never forget the wild black bush Roxanne sported as she whimpered trying to walk out of the water wishing she had three hands. Mr Ogilsvie adjusted his black horn rimmed glasses until they were perfectly in place and you can bet your bottom dollar he got an eye full, but told all of us to turn away and not look. Ha! That didn’t happen you can be sure of that. Each and every one of us got a good long look of those two rebel lovers. In fact I give Roxanne full credit for turning me on to bush right then and there and I have never turned back. In fact I ate her bush until she came once but that’s for another time. Back to this morning in question before Sally and I set out on our junket to the rugged bush.
As I said she and I most always found a way to squeeze in some early morning mattress boogie aka blanket bingo or for those a bit older and wiser “a roll in the hay.” This was one of those damn lucky mornings. Sally just thought she was going to peel her sexy tush out of the bed like a stretching cat first thing before it laps its cream.
“Uh uh not so fast baby cakes. Just where do you think you are going little lassie?” I teased.
I pulled her playfully to my body and planted a wet kiss on her that curled her toes and wet her cookie like a slippery street after a nice rain.
“Babyyy we’ll be late for our excursion through the bush! You know I purchased a brand new safari suit that I need to go slip into and I want to braid my hair.” Sally tried to divert my amorous appetite but no way was she going to succeed.
“You mean you aren’t interested in having that delicious clit licked with the tip of my fiery tongue.” I whispered into her erect ears.
Sally replied not with words but with a tap on the back of my head as she pushed me down onto her furry bush.
“I thought you might li….” I couldn’t finish my sentence because before the word “like” emerged from my mouth I had a face full of my lady’s sweet pussy and I was in heaven. I always have said Sally’s salacious snatch is my first choice for breakfast any day of the week. To make a short story even shorter let’s just say I went down under and had a feast. When I finally came up for some much needed air my face had a glaze of Sally’s nectar on it and Sally was smiling ear to ear. I had tongue flicked and lip lapped and suckled her straight to orgasm city via my very well practiced mouth. I knew my pussy eating ability was out of this world and I had never let a lady down yet. I wanted my cunt snacked on too, but Sally was chomping at the bit to don her new hiking suit and I needed some eggs and toast or I wouldn’t be worth a shit all day.
“I love you baby. I don’t think I told you yesterday.” I said planting one last kiss on her delectable lips.
“Awwww Cindy...yes you did, but that’s fine with me and ditto.” She said winking and hopping out of bed running straight to her beauty chamber to get dolled up only to sweat and rough it. Only my Sally would demand to be gorgeous to look at shrubs and insects. As she showered her fine ass I yanked my red mop back in a ponytail, slipped on my “Rolling Stones” t-shirt, my khaki hiking shorts and my stylish boots. I wasn’t about to worry with makeup. I wanted coffee and food. An hour later Sally and I were in the Astro flying down the familiar Highway 69. Every time we drove this way she and I have a chuckle. It hadn’t been too many months earlier that she and I had spent one deviant and delightfully seedy night shopping at the adult superstore and fucking until we dropped at the iniquitous Cock-a-Doodle-Do Red Hen Motel. Even though it sounds gauche, it’s one of our more cherished memories.
About an hour and a half later we rolled up to the trail and wildlife reserve area entrance, paid the woman in the little booth out in the middle of nowheresville and we piled out of there and I parked the clunker in a shady spot. When Sally stood up I took a long look at her fine ass and made her twirl around so I could get an eyeful of candy. My god she was stunning. Her copper curls were in a high ponytail with ringlets falling down her divine neck, a swipe of khaki hued eye shadow and dusty rose blusher across her tantalizing cheekbones, and coral lipstick to match her tiny tank top that was paired with khaki booty shorts. My baby could make an old potato sack look sexy.
“You like?” She asked fishing for the compliment I always gave. “I LOVE!” I replied... “Now come on let’s hit the bush for some one-on -one time with nature.”
We began our journey curving around the bush’s trail admiring various flora and fauna in its natural setting. We saw a young squirrel collecting nuts and Sally snapped at least 50 pictures of the poor little guy so she could plaster them on the popular website “Chirped.” Sally was a chirper extraordinaire and I was certain the next day all of her 500 buddies would see this little guy munching away on his collections of nuts... I hoped he’d leave soon because I knew the crystal pool and diamond waterfall were coming soon and I had seduction plans that I didn’t want even an animal to screw up for me. I picked wild flower almost the colour of Sally’s hazel eyes and tucked it behind her beautiful ear lobe. Then we heard the splashing of water in the distance. Sally’s expression brightened like twinkling stars in a midnight sky. There isn’t much water in this area particular area, which made it even more of a rare treat for two lovers.
“Hey baby look over there!” I exclaimed excitedly to Sally knowing that would get her attention, and it did.
Her eyes widened like saucers and she rushed up to the crystal pool obviously thinking about what all she and I could do at this virtual oasis. That’s when I decided to tell her my role-play idea.
“How about if you undress and skinny dip in this beautiful water and I’ll play the part of a stranger who walks up on you and “catches” you so to speak? I could be a real naughty girl and watch you pleasuring yourself and then who knows where it will take us!”
I knew by the sexy grin on Sally’s face and the sparkle in her eyes that she absolutely loved the idea. So I pranced off pretending to admire some shrubs about 50 feet away from the pool. The thought of this whole scenario really was getting my own personal bush a bit wet and excited. I actually did turn and look both ways to make sur
e nobody was there before slipping my hand inside of my shorts and giving my cunt a rub or two. Or three. ...or four…..I actually had to stop myself before I fell down onto the grass and fingered myself off right there in the bush. I could feel my tits becoming erect even in the heat of the day. I twisted them on top of my shirt fabric causing a friction that actually felt quite nice. My nipples were one of my sexiest and most excitable assets. I knew when I walked up on Sally and she saw the puffy protrusions she’d get hot instantly. By the time I made it back to where my goddess was bathing nude in the pool, I was as horny as a bitch in heat.
I stood there amongst the brush and peered at my baby doing a come-hither dance in the water and it was extremely arousing, even more so than I had pictured in my fantasies. She twirled her nips provocatively and then her long fingers would plunge down into the water like a dirty diver searching for its catch. Apparently her digits found their mark because she threw her copper mane back with the curled ends dangling just above the clear glass water in ecstasy. Her face had the expression of a woman who was enjoying the self-manipulation to her girly bits. She became so amorous that splashes of water were rippling out from her slinky frame. She leaned back and her nipples floated atop the water like two pink cones. Sally has always been fascinating to me and each time I look at her I find another aspect to love and adore. I knew her body so well that I could see her freckles on her chest and shoulders burn copper brown from the sun’s reflections. It made me want to count and kiss each one. She was intensely dancing upon her own hand now an underwater dance of a mermaid, and I knew it was time to “catch” the water princess in the act. I rustled purposely in the shrubs and she jerked her red head around feigning surprise. Her naughty hand flew above the water as if she had been trying to pick up a rock or something as opposed to flicking her clit under there.
I couldn’t take another moment of suspense so I emerged from the bush completely nude with my very own cum flecked bush glistening in the sun’s rays. I chose not to speak a word. I walked silently to the water slightly fingering in and out of my cavern all the way. Before slinking into the love bath, I first laid back on the sand spread my legs wide and showed my infatuate my tangled bush full view. I heard her swallow and much to my surprise, and out of my control, she dove head first like a salmon jumping out of the springs, onto my furry mound of pleasure. I wasn’t about to complain.
Sally feasted on my cunt as if she had been deserted here in the bush for a week without a meal or drink. She was thirsty. I was running over. Her mouth and my pussy lips French kissed like two lovers. I felt my throbbing wings reach to meet her full mouth and pucker with a kiss of erotic eruption. I felt a stream of unabashed heat sear through my body like a flare. My lust was audacious and her mouth was unpretentious as she ate me and went down under for the full gushing stream of honey she knew I could produce. Her tongue flicked and swiped. My hips rocked and writhed. We were covered with sand, but we didn’t care as we rolled around mouth to pussy, pussy to mouth and legs wrapped in one fluid motion on the beach. We were in full 69 and lost in the raw and natural atmosphere like two wild animals making love in the woods.
We ultimately landed in the clear water kissing vehemently and wildly. Pulling each other’s hair, gritting teeth begging to be eaten and fucked. It was quite a challenge diving underwater to sneak a lick of Sally’s nude cunt but it was fun trying. Finally we decided to do something very unusual, but still very sensual. I held Sally in my arms with her legs wrapped around my body and of course under water she felt light as a feather. In this very unique stance we rubbed our horny muffs together causing an aquatically erotic sensation that sent waves of unadulterated lust throughout my body. Yes, it was kind of challenging, but that’s precisely the type of experience she and I had been pursuing this entire 6 months. We were daring to cross the line that held the forbidden and taboo on the other side. We were dancing upon a precipice that looked down upon a sheer deviant drop. We frolicked this way for a while enjoying the rippling sensations that grazed our nips and watching them float precariously above the top of the pool. Plunging towards each other, for licks and kisses, and having the time of our lives. Then out of the clear blue we heard a rustle in the bush….
“Shhhh” I sounded in a hushed tone putting my index finger to my lips and looking directly into Sally’s shocked eyes. “What is that?” She mouthed back. I shrugged my shoulders implying that I had no idea what the hell it was.
Creeeeekkk Craaackkkk... There the sound was again and it was louder and more pronounced this time and I was seriously getting concerned. We slowly crept from the water looking intently in the direction of the noises. We threw as many clothes on as we could get and then the rustling in the brush became loud and clear. I looked out about 20 yards away and saw a man with his dick dangling from his zipper area racing away trying to get his cock back in his pants at the same time.
“Hey! Perv! What do you think you are doing looking at us ?” I screamed and he turned to look back, while still running his face as red as a lobster.
I flipped him the bird and was waving my fist in the air, but Sally always had a way of breaking my anger with her sweet and sexy charm.
“Don’t worry about that naughty pervert watching us enjoy each other’s pussies baby.” Sally begged running her lithe fingers through my mussed hair and kissing my neck making trails of her smooches up to my bottom lip and then back down again. Each time her playful mouth went lower...lower...lower until the peeping dick flew from my mind completely, and I was being serviced by my sexy mama as I stood barefoot by the water’s edge and she on her knees enjoying a face full of my risqué love box. I pushed the back of her gorgeous head hard into my cunt and rocked my hips towards her rubbing violently to bring myself to a much wanted orgasm. I looked down and saw Sally working her triangle like an expert tickling her clit with her thumb and the other fingers deep in and out of her snapping snatch. The very sight brought me to the height of climatic rapture and I screamed out almost howling into the bush’s atmosphere like a wild woman. Lifting one leg and balancing on the other and propping it around her for extra friction, I released my female ejaculation all over my baby’s lips as she licked it up flirtatiously not missing a single drop of the milky substance. We repeated the same wonderfully sexual experience with Sally being the recipient and her unloading a geyser of her sweetest love milk down my throat and glazing my chin.
After our bush explorations in more ways than one (if you know what I mean), we basked lazily in the afternoon sun laughing and talking about what fun we had even with the few moments of an unwanted guest. I told Sally I’d race her and we ran laughing having the time of our lives and making yet another memory to look back on with fondness one day. We got into the Astro heading home to our bungalow, Sally smiling and me thinking about round two.
“I sure am dirty from all of the sand. I can’t wait to get home and take a nice long shower.” I said winking at Sally.
“Me too. I’ll join you baby and we can pick up where we left off back at the bush. How about it?” Sally asked seductively.
“Are you kidding? I wouldn’t miss it for the world. I love you baby.” I said grabbing Sally’s hand for a soft kiss.
“Ditto baby.” Sally replied smiling back at me as the car careened down highway 69 with two of the luckiest ladies on earth inside smiling about what their future had in store. There was no telling what it might be but I was certain it would be ultra-sexy and loads of fun.
Lesbian Love ACTAULLY
A book for every girl that thought she might die lonely or worse still be eaten by a growing number of cats collected for company. Meet Mary Clare as she hooks up in a new gay night club, suffers the trials of being set up on a blind date by her accepting and loving mother and maybe with fingers crossed finds a glimmer of hope in… Lesbian Love ACTUALLY.
Join us on a fun ride.
Mary Clare sighed tiredly as she turned the television off. She stared at the blank screen for a few minut
es lost in thought and saddened by the romance story she’d just watched. The Notebook was one of her favorite stories and after a long work day like the one she just had just endured, she so desperately craved to feel the way the main characters did. Minus the endless tears. She wanted the love that each character felt for the other. She had never really been in love. At least not like the main characters and she craved to feel and know what the power of love could really do.
She had tried meeting women through friends. She’d tried going to lesbian clubs. She’d tried websites, but there was really no one that she met that really ignited her in a way that she wanted. She hadn’t even had a crush on anyone is years. She felt saddened by the knowledge that she was going to die alone, boring, and eaten by straw cats.
Mary got off the couch and went into her bedroom grabbing her laptop on the way so she could get ready for bed. As she surfed the internet a friend of hers, Roxy, texted her and asked her what she was doing that weekend. Mary smiled as she read the text from Roxy. She and Roxy had went to high school together and Mary always had a little bit of a crush on her, but Roxy didn’t look at her like that and initially it had really saddened Mary, but as the years rolled by she realized what an amazing and great friend Roxy was. Mary never mentioned her crush and instead a beautiful friendship had bloomed that lasted years.
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