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Jason + Sarah Ch. 01

By: evilfairy



I used to know this couple Jason and Sarah. Jason was my friend first and then he met Sarah. She was pretty cool, as was Jason. We all got along really well and would hang out a lot. They looked great together. Really good actually. A friend of ours, Ben, needed housemates and it worked out that we were all living in a house together, Ben, Jason, Sarah and me.

One day I'd come home from work early, as my boss had given me the afternoon off. So I'd caught the bus home and was in my room flipping through a magazine and planning to have a bit of a nap. I heard the front door open. I was surprised. No-one usually got home for another two hours or so. I listened for who it was, but didn't reveal my presence. I could hear whoever it was throw their keys on the kitchen bench then move to the lounge room. I heard the stereo being switched on. Then I heard someone speak. It was Jason. "Baby, come here," he said. That's when I heard the second voice. I couldn't hear what was said or who said it, but I knew it was a woman.

I was curious now. I strained to hear further but with the soft music playing and my bedroom door closed, I couldn't hear anything. Frustrated by this, I turned the knob on my door quietly. I hesitated for a moment to see if anyone had noticed, then gently pulled the door open. My room leads onto a hallway, and from the lounge room you can't see my door, but you can see most of the hallway. I stepped into the hall, hugging the wall a bit. I could hear much better now. Quite unmistakably. I could hear the sounds of sex.

I giggled to myself for a moment. Trust Jason and Sarah to both ditch work so they could have the house to themselves. I was about to return to my room and leave them to it when I heard Jason call out. The sound was a cross between ecstasy and agony. It was raw and powerful, and yet surprisingly vulnerable. It stopped me in my tracks. I had never heard Jason like this before. I wasn't sure what I was thinking or feeling, but I couldn't move from my position against the wall. Now I could hear her too. Just soft breathy moans. I could imagine Jason was going down on her, licking her pussy. And his hands...they'd be up on her breasts, cupping her and pinching her nipples. They must be on the sofa, I thought. Or were they on the carpet? Were they lying on each other, their bodies rubbing against each other, hip to hip, legs entwined...or was she sitting on the sofa, with Jason kneeling before her...her head thrown back, her hands threaded through his hair, pushing his head into her wanting more, pulling him back because it was too much...

I slowly turned and sank to the floor. Just listening to them was...strange. I realised with a start that I was sopping wet. Horror filled me for a second. I slipped my hand beneath my skirt and felt my wetness through my underpants. I bit my lip. Sitting there like that – my hand on my clothed pussy, listening to the sounds of two of my best friends fucking. How did this happen again?

There was a change in the living room. Instead of just Sarah I could hear them both. I could hear her still, but her moans had evolved to soft groans. And him, Jason, he was moaning now too. I could tell from the way they both broke off their moans abruptly, simultaneously, then started again, that he was fucking her...and fucking her hard by the sounds of it. Without thinking I let my fingers slip beneath the elastic of my underwear and I felt my hot throbbing pussy and my slick wetness. With my thumb strumming my swollen clit, I thrust my middle finger inside me. As I did I heard Jason say "Yeah baby. That's it." My pussy gushed. It was like he was encouraging me. I slipped another finger inside me. I made my plunging fingers match every hard thrust I imagined Jason was making into Sarah's moist, hot sex.

I was reaching desperation point, and with hurried movements I pulled my underpants down so I could touch myself with both hands, one hand working furiously on my clit, stroking and pinching myself, the other deep inside me, thrusting with Jason. I don't think I was imagining myself with Jason. It wasn't like that. It was the thought of those two together that was making me so hot. Every touch I made on myself I imagined a similar touch on Sarah. I imagined her response, and the way Jason would feel when he saw her enjoyment. I listened to their breathy moans and I could hear the noises of their lovemaking. I could actually hear his penis and her vagina as they came together, and pulled apart. With my legs spread wide, I imagined her blonde hair curled over her shoulders and trailing on her full breasts. I could see in my mind, Jason take Sarah's erect nipple in his beautiful mouth and suck and bite as his hips moved between hers, his naked buttocks thrusting.

In a moment I had come. Just like that. No warning. Just suddenly and hard. In my heady after-climax daze I heard Jason and Sarah come together. Their cries gave me a further buzz as another wave shuddered through me, making my nipples ache and my clit throb. For a moment I sat there in the hallway, my underwear round my ankles, my hands still beneath my skirt. Then I heard a soft laugh and murmur from the other room. I could hear them kissing. In a panic I jumped to my feet, pulling my pants up. They couldn't know I was there. They couldn't know I had heard. And they most definitely couldn't know what I had done. My cheeks burned with embarrassment. Quietly, I slipped back through my bedroom door and softly closed it.

I lay on my back on my bed. My pulse was still racing and I was breathing fast. I couldn't believe what I had just done. But I felt wonderful. I had never felt so turned on before.

I just lay on my bed thinking over what I had heard and imagined. I lay there till the evening came and my room was cloaked in darkness. I heard Ben come home with one of his mates, and the busy sounds of the television on and dinners being cooked. When I heard Jason and Sarah leave the house I ventured out and pretended I had been asleep. I didn't see either Jason or Sarah again that night.

The next morning when I walked into the kitchen they were already up. Jason was making coffee and Sarah was sitting at the table eating toast. They both looked up and smiled at me. "Want a cup?" Jason asked. I shook my head and grabbed my cereal and a bowl. I sat down at the table with Sarah and poured myself some breakfast.

"What did you get up to last night?" she asked.

"Nothing. Big night in," I replied. As I poured my milk I tried not to notice the way her dressing gown gaped a little as she leaned for another bit of toast. I tried to ignore the soft curve of her breast that was flashed at me, oh so briefly. Jason started telling me a story about one of the guys he worked with. He was laughing and acting normal, but all I could think of was how different his voice had sounded yesterday afternoon when he had cried out. Sitting through that breakfast was agony for me. Sarah disappeared to get ready for work, and Ben wandered out scratching his head and looking dazed and in dire need of a caffeine shot.

As I was about to leave I stopped by the kitchen again to grab some fruit. Jason and Sarah were there. The were kissing goodbye for the morning, and as I watched them unobserved, I saw Jason's hand move down to cup her bottom and pull her closer. I saw her press her breasts against his chest and how her tongue reached out for his, licking his lips teasingly before plunging into his mouth. I felt a jolt of excitement course through my groin, and it was then that I knew. I knew that it would never be the same. Listening and imagining wasn't enough. I had to see them. I wanted to watch them. And I wanted to fuck myself while I did.

Jason + Sarah Ch. 02



When I first met Ellie, I remember thinking to myself "My god that woman has some legs!" I was instantly attracted, but as I was with my other half and we had a wonderful relationship anyway, that was all it ever was. Well, that and a few covertly sexual and suggestive moments thrown in here and there just to make it interesting. But because I was in love and would never cheat, an under the radar flirtation was all it would ever be for me. 

To be honest, I don't even know if Ellie ever realised how I would tease her. I liked to do it because I liked to see her get all flustered and I loved the pretty little flush that would heat up her face as she scrambled to get away from me so she'd wouldn't let on what she felt.

I guess I've always been a tease. From my older brother's friends to the other girls in my school dorm. Yup, I liked to tease. I'm not some sex maniac though, I'll have you know. I'm actually a pretty conservative girl if you put it down on paper. But I get my kicks from teasing.

With Ellie, it was always something like, seductively wrapping my lips around a strawberry and savouring every moment. Or leaning over her for a moment and letting my braless nipple rub against her, letting her feel the warmth and weight of my breast before moving away so she'd feel the emptiness once it was gone. Since Jason and I had become her flat mates it became even easier. Walking about in my underwear. Letting my bathrobe slip open at the breakfast table. I don't think she suspects my moves are deliberate, but it gives me such a rush to know I can affect her.

I didn't know she was watching us until three weeks ago. Jase and I have a habit of coming home early at least once a week, more if we can manage it, so we can have the house to ourselves. We usually pop a steamy dvd in the player, and fuck to our hearts content in the living room. I love doing it there with the windows drawn so passersby on the street could see us if the chose to look. I also like it because Ben (our other flatmate) has absolutely forbidden sex on the lounges, and as Ben gives me the shits sometimes, I like to flout his rules.

Anyway, back to Ellie. I was a little late for my rendezvous with Jason one afternoon as my wretched boss had held me up from leaving on time. Grabbing a cab home, I jumped out, paid the driver and rushed up the drive way. As I neared the house, I saw a movement at one of the side window which would have been Ellie's room. Thinking I must be imagining things, I kept going, flying through the door, eager for my baby's hot, hard, naked body. Jason was already there, half laying, undressed on the sofa, idly watching the porn we'd rented the previous night and casually stroking his erect penis. He greeted me with a devastating smile, and in a moment I was shimmying out of my clothes and leaping on him.

I straddled him and started kissing him, on the lips, his neck, his chest. I licked at his nipples, gently biting and teasing with my tongue. He grabbed my ass and pulled me harder into him. I could feel his hardness pressing against my belly. His hands reached out for my breasts and as he cupped them and kneaded them I bit my lip and felt myself suddenly become wet. Jason sat up suddenly and with a deft movement we were off the couch and I was lying on my back on the carpet. 

Holding my arms above my head with one arm, he started suckling my breasts, licking and biting. His other hand moved down the length of my body, and gently moved the lips of my sex apart. He ran his finger up my slickness and I squirmed with delight. Enjoying my response, he did it again, this time more sensuously, and as he did so his lips closed around my nipple. In an agony of desire I groaned out loud, arching my back off the carpet and throwing my head back. As I did this I could see the hallway to the bedrooms. There at the very end of the hallway sat Ellie. She had her eyes closed and her hands stuffed down the front of her unbuttoned jeans. 

Stunned, I lay back down on the carpet as Jason continued his ministrations. 'Oh my god!' I thought. 'Ellie's watching us.' I wasn't sure if I should push Jason off and cover up at first. Then a small smile crept onto my lips. God.....Ellie was watching us....with her hand down her pants! She mustn't realise she could be seen from there. I wondered how many times she had seen us. I felt it then. A new rush. A new sensation. Pulling Jason's mouth down to mine I gave him an impassioned kiss, then linking my legs around his back, I rolled him onto his back, straddling him again, facing Ellie. Without looking her way, or alerting Jason to her, I started my performance.

I ran my tongue down the length of Jason's torso, with my fingers following in teasing, feathery movements. My tongue came to his V and started on the inwards glide to his erect penis. I started at the bottom of his cock, licking my way upwards, slowly, circling around, and around. 

As I reach the top I took the head between my lips and allowed my wet tongue to slither across the top. Feeling him with every part of my tongue, the top and the bottom, and on the soft undersides of my lips gave me a tingle that sent me into a momentary shiver. With a sudden movement, I let my mouth engulf his full length in my tight, hot mouth, suctioning my lips around his thickness. I started sucking him off, and with every movement I was conscious of Ellie watching us. She must be able to see my breasts swinging as a moved up and down, my head bobbing. She must be able to hear Jason's soft groans. 

As I thought about it more I got hotter and hotter and had to reach down and start touching myself. I must have groaned too. Jason's eyes flew open and I watched him, my mouth around his big cock, my hand at my groin. The image must have been too much for him, because he pulled me up, grabbing my ass and guiding me in place on top of him. I didn't argue. I needed him inside me so bad. I was aching with the need. As I slid my pussy down his shaft I moaned with ecstasy. I started to move my hips gently until I was so desperate for him to be as far inside me as possible, that I was grinding myself into him. I bounced on him, my big breasts jiggling and swaying. I reached for my nipple and squeezed and rubbed it between my fingers, loving the feel of it, and loving the way it looked for my two watchers. 

Without altering my rhythm, I began fingering myself with my other hand, rubbing at my clit and enjoying the sensation of my tight pussy around Jason's thick, hard cock. 

I glanced quickly to where Ellie sat, barely out of sight. She had pulled her jeans and panties down and was on her knees, her hand working furiously at her pussy. Her other hand was holding her top up out of the way so I had an amazing view of her. Her eyes were glued to mine and Jason's joined groins. I gave a little scream of excitement as an intensity washed over me and I had to pound Jason hard in my agony for release. As I watched Ellie, I saw her buckle over and shudder, again and again. In a moment I joined her in orgasm. My pussy clenching and spasming around Jason, and ripples of pleasure surging though my body. With clenched eyes and contorted face, I cried out, then opened my eyes to witness Jason's response as he came inside me. Breathing heavily, we lay there, with me on top of him and his arms around me. I felt Jason kiss my cheek. "Did I say hello?" he laughed. I smiled back at him ruefully.

"You didn't, but I can forgive you after such a mind blowing session," I replied.

"It was pretty damn good, wasn't it babe?" he said as he pulled me in for another hug. When he let me go, I raised my head to the hallway, but Ellie had gone.



Jason + Sarah Ch. 03



Sarah had been running round like a chicken with it's head cut off the past few days. She'd got this idea into her head that because Ben was going to be away on a cruise with his mates for two weeks, that the rest of the house needed to get away too. She'd been organising Ellie and me ever since. As far as I could work out, she'd arranged that the three of us were going to be staying at her brother's girlfriend's father's cabin on the lake. Whatever. I was cool with being where I was told to be at any given time... Just leave me out of the organising bit. I think Ellie pretty much felt the same as me.

The Friday before we were all supposed to be taking our little road trip out to the cabin (Ben had already been a week on his cruise – and I had the bawdy MMS messages to prove it) Sarah and I bunked off work early. We do this every now and again so we can have wild untamed sex in an empty house. It's good to be alone sometimes, you know. No comedy show in the background with your housemates giggling while you're trying to get it on with your girlfriend, if you know what I mean. The giggling can be very damaging to a man's ego! Sares and I ended up having sex in the shower – all hot, steamy and soapy, not to mention slippery. It was a good way to start a three day weekend.

I came strutting out of the bathroom, all refreshed, with a towel wrapped around my hips, and nearly collided with Ellie, hurtling down the hallway, sleeping bag in tow. "Aaaarrrgh," she squealed. "Mr Mason kept me late, the bastard! He knew I had to leave on time today too! I think he does it deliberately!"

"You probably owe him the overtime anyway, you slack bitch!" I called after her hurrying form. She turned back to me, stuck her tongue out and disappeared into her room. 

"You know, you shouldn't be so rude to Ellie," came a voice behind me, and without a second's notice Sarah had whipped the towel from my waist and ran into our bedroom. After a stunned moment I raced after her, had a brief struggle opening the door (she was pushing on the other side,) and managed to get my naked body inside.

"What was that?" I asked, snatching the towel back from her while she rolled about on the bed laughing. "You just leave me there, naked and vulnerable in the hall! Ellie could have walked out and seen me!" I tried to look hurt but couldn't resist cracking a smile at her obvious enjoyment over the incident. Pouncing, I pinned her arms above her head and started nuzzling her neck in that way I knew she found unbearably ticklish. Giggling she got away from me so I just lay there holding her.

"Mmmm, well 'poor Ellie' may have enjoyed the view!"

"I hardly think Ellie needs to see my sorry arse, just moments before we head off on a weekend together. She'd be put off her whole weekend!"

"Well you never know what goes through people's heads sometimes." Sarah smiled at me minx-like.

"And what's going through your head, missy?" I asked suspiciously.

"I was just thinking, it might be a novelty for Elle to see a man's naked body. When was the last time she had a boyfriend? You could have been doing her a favour. Maybe you should flash her this weekend, really make her day?"

"I'm not about to flash her! Well, deliberately," I corrected. "I'm sure if Ellie wanted to see more naked male bodies there would be plenty of men lining up to oblige her. Though I'm sure she'd appreciate your concern for her." I shook my head at my girlfriend. She was a mad one sometimes. I'd think we were just playing, but I couldn't be quite sure Sarah wasn't serious sometimes.

"If you flashed her she might flash you back," she continued coyly.

"Bloody hell Sarah! I don't want to see Ellie naked!" I jumped up, grabbing my overnight bag, and started throwing random clothes in. "Geez!" I didn't like the way Sarah was looking at me, all smug like. Okay, so maybe I did want to see Ellie naked, but what red blooded male doesn't want to cop a view of a pretty brunette every once in a while. It's not like I fantasised about her! Okay, so there was that one time that I'd got myself off thinking about sucking her breasts, but I really didn't obsess about her. I loved Sares and she was more than enough woman for me.

"You don't want to see her naked?" she asked, jumping off the bed and wrapping her arms around me, her chest pressed against my back. Leaning up on tiptoe she whispered in my ear, "Really? 'Cause I do."

The drive to the cabin was only an hour and a half, but it seemed like an eternity, with Sarah's words swimming round and round in my head. Thankfully I was driving, so I could concentrate on that, while the two girls giggled and talk nine to the dozen, interspersed by rowdy renditions of school camps songs. By the end of the drive I'd been able to put it all out of my mind and was caught up in the girl's silly mood.

We arrived at the cabin. It was right by the lake, with a little pontoon jutting out over the water's edge. There was a little boat shed nearby but otherwise no signs of human life. The bush crackled around us and the birds chattered non-stop, trying to get in as much talk time before the sun set on them, I expect.

The cabin itself was quite small, with just one main room, and a small kitchen and bathroom sectioned off. There were no separate bedrooms, just four single cots lining two walls. There was a sofa and a couple of armchairs in the centre of the room, facing a fireplace that looked like it hadn't been lit in a decade.

Sarah busied herself unpacking the essentials; vodka, bourbon and tequila. Ellie grabbed an old tea towel and started flicking it about the room, dislodging dust and cobwebs. I was ordered outside to bring in the rest of the bags. 

"I can't believe there's no separate rooms," Ellie was saying as she came in. "It's hardly going to be a romantic weekend away for you two with me in the same room."

"Don't worry," Sarah replied. "We'll make you go sit on the jetty till we're done," she teased.

"Yeah," I joined in, "you can catch us some dinner while you're at it." I winked at her while I unloaded myself of backpacks and a ... makeup cases? "Who brought the makeup case? Who are you trying to impress?" I asked bewildered. Ellie looked guilty.

With a final dusting of the coffee table, Ellie plonked herself in one of the armchairs while Sarah brought over glasses of vodka and orange.

"To friends!" Sarah toasted.

"To friends," we echoed, clinking glasses.

"So when's dinner?" chimed Sarah, looking at me pointedly. 

"Aaaargh! I stink!" Ellie moaned sniffing cautiously at her armpits. "If Mr Mason hadn't kept me so long I could have had a shower before I came. What am I going to do?"

"Well, we can head down to the lake and bathe while the boy gets to where he belongs and cooks us some dinner!" Sarah answered.

"You've just had a shower Sares," I complained, "and why am I cooking?"

She sidled up to me, kitten like. "You can sort out the barbeque babe. I'd have no idea what to do. I'll just go for a quick swim. I won't be long." I ignored her batting eyelashes but nodded all the same. But I'd be making sure she was waiting on me hand and foot for the rest of the weekend.

"Come on Ellie!" Grabbing her towel on the way, Sarah was flying out the door.

Down by the lake Ellie caught up with Sarah who was cautiously sticking her big toe into the water.

"Is it even safe to swim in?" Ellie asked.

"Yeah. Joe's family have been swimming here for years. It's perfectly safe." With that, she had whipped her shirt off and was in the process of unbuttoning her jeans. With loud splashes she started wading into the water.

"You're swimming naked?" Ellie squeaked.

"Well we are 'bathing' aren't we? Do you usually wash with your clothes on?"

"But I brought my swimmers..."

"Well you can wear them when you're swimming with Jason. Right now it's just me. We're both girls for god's sake Ellie!" Sarah was frowning at her, then she got a mischievous look on her face. "Unless you think you're going to ravish me and I'd be safer with clothes on. Come on Ellie! It's a holiday. Live a little!"

Ellie looked around and nervously. "And Jason won't see?" she asked.

"Nope. Even if he comes down, you'll be under the water and we can just tell him to sod off!" Sarah was splashing around doing some kind of strange doggy paddle. As Ellie was slowly stripping off her clothes, the last thing she saw was Sarah's round lily white bottom, sticking up in the air as she did a cute little dive.

Running like she was on fire, Ellie sought the cover of the water and was soon neck deep under the surface. Head above water again, Sarah was looking at her blankly.

"What?" asked Ellie.

"Did you bring soap stinky?" With a groan Ellie left her blanket of water and dripping wet dragged herself back to land to where she'd left her things.

This gave Sarah a good view of Ellie in all her glory. She had smooth pale skin and tiny, fragile limbs. As she turned back around, Sarah could see her pert, small breasts, with their puckered pink nipples. She was so tiny and well formed...and so shy. It was just delicious! She was very different from Sarah's own strong limbed form. Sarah was blonde and golden skinned. She had flaring hips and large voluptuous breasts with big brown nipples. Where Ellie had a soft thatch of black hair between her legs, Sarah was shaved clean.

Grinning ruefully, Ellie held the bottle of shower gel high. They both squirted soap onto their hands and started lathering up. Unnoticed, Sarah watched Ellie soaping herself and started to feel a stirring in her groin. Sarah had had few dealings with woman as lovers. In fact, she'd never really had a woman as a lover at all, but she'd had her fair share of feeling around and experimenting, and she felt no shame that the sight of Ellie running her small soapy hands across her breasts and her tight stomach turned her on.

"Here," Sarah said holding the bottle of gel out to Ellie. "Can you soap my back?"

Ellie squirted the gel onto Sarah's back haphazardly, laughing, and started rubbing it all over. Sarah closed her eyes as she let Ellie's soft touch consume her. With one hand beneath the water she touched herself briefly, and felt the slick, hot wetness that had nothing to do with the lake.

"Done!" announced Ellie.

"Let me do you," suggested Sarah. Apparently over her shyness, Ellie willingly turned around, offering her back.

Pouring the liquid into her hand, Sarah began soaping Ellie's back. She was slow and methodical, leaving not an inch of skin untouched. Sarah started massaging Ellie's shoulders. Ellie moaned softly and Sarah could feel her relax beneath her ministrations. Inching imperceptibly closer, Sarah was now close enough that her erect nipples grazed the plains of Ellie's back, as she leant into her massage. Biting her bottom lip, she waited to see if Ellie would move away. She felt her still, but she didn't move away. Sarah didn't press it any further yet, and took her time still massaging Ellie's shoulders and the back of her neck, all the time her nipples casually teasing at her back.

The light around them was growing dim, and the air had cooled a little, leaving their skin goose bumpy and alert. But Sarah took no notice and didn't stop. She gently reached for Ellie's upper arms, and started massaging them. This time there was no mistaking the feel of Sarah's breasts, up against Ellie's back, as she reached over her shoulders for her arms. With her eyes closed and her mouth partially opened, Ellie felt guilty pleasure rush though her in a wave of heat. It was so wrong for Sarah to be doing this to her, but she didn't want it to stop. She didn't want to be the one that drew away.

Sure of herself now, Sarah's hands left Ellie's arms and moved to the small, firm breasts, cupping them gently. With her thumbs, she grazed the hard bud nipples. With a sharp intake of breath, Ellie's knees trembled slightly. Sarah pressed herself hard against Ellie's back now, her entire length. Her breasts were squashed up against Ellie's shoulder blades and her groin was grinding into her firm, tight ass. Leaving one hand kneading at her breasts, Sarah's other hand traveled over Ellie's stomach to the mound between her legs. With two fingers she spread the lips of Ellie's vagina. Almost whimpering, Ellie unconsciously opened her legs to give her housemate better access. 

As her middle finger traced around Ellie's clit, Sarah felt Ellie's legs wobble and almost give way. With two fingers she slipped inside her, and felt her tight, warm softness. Ellie gasped, almost whimpered. Sarah could not believe how good she felt. She was so hot for Ellie, but she wasn't exactly sure what to do. Slowly she finger thrusted Ellie from behind, all the while aching between her own legs.

At last Ellie moved. She turned to face Sarah who straightened in surprise. Sarah looked guilty, almost shameful. "Ellie....I'm..." she began. Ellie cut her off. Lifting her chin she captured Sarah's mouth and kissed her. Their tongues met, soft, wet and erotic. Ellie's hands came up and entwined themselves through Sarah's damp golden hair. Moaning Sarah broke the kiss. With small feathery kisses, Sarah trailed her lips down Ellie's neck and shoulder, to one perfect breast. Tentatively, she took the hard pink nipple into her mouth and rolled it upon her tongue. Ellie's hands held Sarah's head fast to her chest, so Sarah continued her exploration of Ellie's breast. Licking all around her areola she enclosed the whole nipple in her mouth and sucked, loving the feel of Ellie's cool white flesh pressed up against her chin, and the dainty nipple being flicked and sucked inside her mouth. Once again Sarah's hand moved to Ellie's groin, two fingers slipping easily inside and then slowly withdrawing before plunging deep inside again. Ellie's head flung back, she cried out loud and shoved herself deeper on Sarah's fingers. 

Sarah was excited. Ellie was impaled on her fingers, her eyes closed and her mouth open, softly whimpering with the pleasure. Alternating between kissing Ellie's soft mouth, and sucking and teasing each of her nipples in turn, Sarah was beginning to feeling desperate to get to wherever she and Ellie were going. Withdrawing her fingers, she whispered, "Come with me," into Ellie's ear, and turned and started walking to the shore of the lake, not looking to see if she was being followed.

Ellie stood in the water, legs trembling, watching Sarah walk away, water streaming from her hair and off her supple golden limbs. Turning back to face her, Sarah stood like an Amazon queen upon the shore, her legs slightly apart, breasts thrusting forward. Sarah cocked her head to one side and Ellie felt herself move instinctively toward her, no longer in control of her own body. Reaching her, Sarah drew Ellie to her in an embrace, and kissing they fell to their knees upon the coarse, sandy soil. For a moment Ellie looked back toward the cabin, where they had come from, but she could not see it from here, and she soon became lost in Sarah's renewed onslaught of caresses.

Ellie found herself being gently pushed back upon the ground, Sarah straddled over her with one knee firmly between her legs. Leaning over her, Sarah continued to kiss Ellie, both hands now upon her breasts, cupping gently at first, then kneading as if trying to feel every part of them at once. Ellie was overwhelmed. Sarah's continuous assault on her breasts was one thing, but the kiss....kissing a woman...kissing Sarah was one of the most erotic things she had ever experienced. Sarah's mouth was so soft, and her tongue so gentle, her lips gently sucking and nibbling at her own lips. She found herself arching her back, hungry for Sarah's hands on her breast, but even more so for her kiss. The ache in her groin was becoming too much to bear, and she started grinding herself against Sarah's knee, pushing into it, feeling her clit rub against the smooth skin. 

With a moan, Sarah lowered her own vagina onto Ellie's slightly bent leg, feeling herself be spread open against Ellie's skin, rubbing and dragging and making Ellie just as wet and slick as she was making Sarah's leg.

Darkness creeping across the sky, a light breeze rippling the water, and two girls laying upon the sand, their bodies entwined, rubbing and kissing and needing each other desperately.