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Annie's Story Ch. 01

By: jack_ffrost



Annie's Story: The Road Trip

Annie waved as her mother drove away. They had transferred her bags into the other waiting car, hugged and kissed each other goodbye, and parted, just like that. At 18, this was Annie's first major trip away. She had answered an ad in the Melbourne paper: "Wanted: driving to Perth, female needed to share driving and costs, phone Beth on...." And here she was, getting into the front seat of a car belonging to someone she had met less than a week ago, and heading off across Australia for a 3000 klm journey to see her father.

Beth climbed in behind the wheel of the white late model Ford sedan that would be their home for the next 4 days. During Annie's "interview" she had found out that Beth was an electrician and was heading to Perth for work but couldn't figure out why someone would drive 3000 klms when perfectly good jobs were available in Melbourne. Annie also found out that Beth was very focussed and in control. She was shortish, about 5 years older than Annie, with a fuller figure than hers and large round breasts, but not fat at all. Beth's D cups made Annie self conscious about her large A's, or small Bs as Annie preferred to think of them as.

Beth settled herself behind the wheel, her old jeans and buttoned up tight-ribbed top looked comfortable for the long journey, if somewhat plunging in the neckline, showing off a large amount of cleavage. The good bra she wore showed off her ample charms, which were accentuated even further by dividing them with the seat belt. Annie herself had chosen her lose fitting pleated skirt and a blouse to look presentable, yet comfortable.

"Ready to go?" Beth asked, beaming a smile across the car.

Annie smiled and nodded.

"Ready when you are."

A young man around Annie's age bounded down the front steps of the house and ran to the curb shouting.

"Hey Lizard! You almost forgot your watch!"

Beth lowered the electric window and reached out for the watch. The young man handed it over and lightly punched Beth on the shoulder.

"See you Lizard" he spat playfully.

"See you Donkey Boy" she spat back, equally as playfully.

As the car pulled away from the curb, Beth saw Annie's quizzical look.

"That's my little brother, he couldn't handle 'Elizabeth' as a toddler and it came out something more like lizabet and as he got older and more of a little shit, he changed it to lizard-breath...Lizard for short!"

"And Donkey Boy?"

Beth smiled "I walked in on him in the shower when he was about 15. He was...er... 'washing' himself...down there...and it was as big as the donkey's that used to live in the field near our school...so I nicknamed him Donkey Boy"

Annie smiled in return, with a mental image of the young man with a donkey's genitals slapping around his calf muscles. 

She relaxed a little more as the journey got underway, slowly leaving the traffic of the city behind them as they headed west. She was still a little apprehensive about the journey; after all, she had never been this far from home and there was still that awkwardness of being thrust into a long journey with someone you didn't know. What if she didn't like Beth after today? What if Beth didn't get on with her? What if she had a lot of flatulence? Annie had worried over these things in the preceding days but also thought she was being a bit silly. Beth had come across as a sensible, likable woman, fairly self assured, and with a strong personality, so Annie dismissed the thoughts and went ahead with the trip, but now they came flooding back to her...now that it was too late to change things. "Ah well" she thought, "It's only 4 days, not much can happen in 4 days...can it?"

It took them an hour to get out of the city and as the highway stretch before them; they were fairly quiet with only the crackle of the UHF radio installed for the trip as noise: truck drivers chatting to each other as they passed, giving road reports, a crash here, a police radar there. Beth looked across at this quite young woman next to her who sat with her chin on her hand, gazing at the fields and fence posts that whizzed past. There had been a couple of takers to her ad, and the choice had been an easy one. While Beth thought herself a bit of a tear-away, the other girl seemed a little...off the planet, she thought, but that didn't do it justice. Besides, she thought that Annie while a little reserved, was certainly more intelligent and would be able to hold a half decent conversation, although conversation had been a little sparse so far. 

"You ok?" Beth enquired.

Annie turned slowly away from the window.

"Ah...yeah...sure... just a bit sad and bit excited...all at the same time" she replied, looking into the deep brown eyes of the older woman. Beth returned the look, trying to figure out what was going through the mind of this young woman. "Young woman?" She thought, she was only 5 years older than this 'young woman'. She decided it was time to get to know her; otherwise it would be a long, long journey if Annie was going to be this quiet for the next 4 days. Besides, she had always wanted to do a road trip having seen it on the TV and was hoping to have a good break before seeking work in the West.

"So why did you answer my ad? Why are you heading west?" Beth asked.

Being a little shy, Annie actually welcomed the break in the silence. 

"My Dad left for Western Australia when I was about 7, to get a job, what with the mining boom and all. He was going to get settled and send for Mum and me, but, time went on, and in the end he...." Her voice trailed off.

"...found someone else?"

Annie looked up from her lap and smiled, but not a happy smile.

"Yes. They say 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder' but in his case it was 'Absence makes the heart go wander'...he traded Mum in for a younger model"

"Funny how that happens eh?"

"He keeps in contact, we talk on the phone a few times a year, there is always a birthday card and a Christmas card, and he always sent Mum money every fortnight, but I wanted to get to know him. I have a year off between school and university and he was keen to have me come over and meet the 'younger' model" Annie smiled at the thought.

"And what about you?" Annie asked "Don't they need electricians in Melbourne as much as Perth?"

"I suppose" Beth said wistfully "...but in the West they pay the big bucks, cars, housing, top dollar. I can earn 3-4 times more over there than I can here...and there isn't anything here for me" she replied, a sombre expression falling over her face.

"Too depressing!" Beth exclaimed "Let's change the subject..." She reached into the back to her handbag and brought out a piece of paper. Across the top, Annie could see the words 'Ice Breakers' written, and she smiled. Beth consulted the list and read out the top line. "What's in your handbag?"

Annie laughed. "Oh gawd...you're not serious" she said reaching for her own handbag.

They both laughed and giggled while Annie went through the contents. While it only contained her purse, some makeup, and some ancillary bits like, tampon container, keys, and other small bits, it was enough to kept them talking and laughing about things. The biggest laugh was when Beth pulled out an empty condom wrapper! Both Beth and Annie enjoyed the discussions and after a couple of driver changes, before they knew it, the sun was lower in the sky and they were approaching Port Augusta north of Adelaide for their first nights stop.

They found a motel and booked in. It was a small room with a queen sized bed and a single. They tossed a coin for the big bed and Annie won. They went out to fill the car with petrol and decided they would get some takeaway fish and chips and eat in their unit, they were after all, very tired from their first days travelling and the excited build up in the days leading up to it. They ate their food and collapsed into bed and, with the aid of a couple of premixed cans of scotch and coke, were soon asleep. Beth's bed was close to the window and as in many motels, the lights outside and the noise conspired to wake her in the night and keep her on that edge of sleep that was sleepy enough to make her stay in bed and try for deeper sleep, and awake enough to prevent a good night's rest.

When Annie awoke the next morning, she looked blearily over to Beth's bed to find it empty. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the clock, it was 7.45 am. The door to the small bathroom was open as Annie walked over to it, smoothing down the fabric of her pink satin pyjamas with cute little Snoopys on them. Rubbing her eyes as she walked into the bathroom, she was surprised to see Beth sitting on the toilet with toilet paper in her hands. Annie spluttered an apology and went to leave, but Beth stopped her.

"Hey, just finished, no problems" as she stood and wiped herself. "There you go" she said, indicating the now vacant throne.

Annie looked around, quite unsure what to do as Beth stood before the mirror, inspecting her face and tying up her shoulder length brown hair into a pony tail.

"Don't mind me" Beth said "I'm not proud." and scraped at some unseen mark on her oversized knee length T-shirt that she had slept in. Annie didn't know where to look. She didn't want to appear like a prude, and they had got on very well yesterday, and she was going to have to share small spaces with this woman. Still, she was very unsure, never having pee'd in front of anyone before. She shrugged and slowly pulled down her pyjama pants making sure not to reveal anything by keeping the pyjama top pulled low.

Before Annie could worry too much about things, Beth slipped her t-shirt over her head in one swift movement, leaving her completely naked, not 2 feet from Annie. Beth turned on the shower and stepped in, without revealing anything other than her back to Annie. Annie looked on in shock. She instinctively turned away from Beth, but not having seen another woman naked before, couldn't help but sneak a few peeks at the round lose flesh of Beth's bottom as it jiggled as she washed.

While Beth washed her shoulder, her peripheral vision caught Annie furtively sneaking a peak at her while she washed. She smiled. Annie finished, washed her hands and left the room very quickly. When Beth came out drying herself, Annie was already dressed in jeans and frilly white blouse and took the opportunity to leave the room and pack things in the car. When Annie returned, Beth was dressed in the same top she had had on yesterday, but in a knee length skirt. 

Not having slept too well, Beth had Annie start the driving for the day, and they headed off for day two, both somewhat quiet after the morning's events. They drove north, then turned west again at the intersection, where a large sign proclaimed 'Northern Territory' to the right and 'Western Australia' to the left. They turned left.

After twenty minutes of near silence, the scenery changed to more desert like surroundings. Apart from a couple of trucks travelling in convoy chatting on the UHF radio, it had gone very quiet, so Beth reached for the 'Ice Breakers' in her bag. Annie saw her get the list and laughed. Beth read the next one on the list.

"Your first kiss"

Annie laughed again.

"Easy" she said laughing. "It was the boy next door and I was about 9. After Dad left, Mum became friendly with the couple next door and we were over there or they were over at our place all the time. He was pretending to be my husband in a game of 'house' and kissed me hello and goodbye each time he was pretending to go off to work"

Beth's was a furtive kiss in a toilet at school after a "You show me yours and I'll show you mine' episode at about the same age.

"Your first REAL Kiss" Beth read from the list.

"You first this time" Annie cut in quickly.

Beth blushed a little.

"It was outside the school dance. I was about sixteen and the guy I had a crush on, took me outside. We kissed, and it was deep and passionate. His tongue was a bit of a shock at first, but it made my tongue tingle and funnily enough, made a few other things tingle as well. Before I knew it, we were locked in this passionate lip lock. It was a wonderful feeling and his hands were doing a tour of duty around my bare shoulders and down to my breasts. My nipples went hard and I could feel the bulge in his trousers pressing against me... I was tingling, breathing hard and feeling very aroused...it was wonderful...phew" she laughed.

It was Annie's turn to blush.

"Sorry" Beth offered "but thought we could talk plainly, I didn't mean to embarrass you" she smiled.

Annie smiled back. "No...it's ok...it's good"

"...and yours?" Beth enquired.

"Well... I was...er"

"Hey...if us girls can't talk about these things who can?" Beth asked airily.

"I was a bit worried about telling you, but after that revelation I suppose it's ok" she cleared her throat more through nervousness rather than the need. She gripped the steering wheel then checked the mirrors to give herself chance to find the best way to tell the story.

"I was a late bloomer" Annie said "I had no idea about sex. My mother never really told me much about it, and my boyfriend wasn't that interested either at the time, football! Sure we kissed but never really...well...like you described. It was just after my 14th birthday party and the 16 year old girl from across the road and I were discussing boys and kissing and stuff and she was talking about...you know... tongue kissing and I told her I didn't know how to do it...so... she showed me" Annie said, concentrating more intently on the road than she needed to.

"That's nothing to be embarrassed about" Beth offered "Those sorts of things happen all the time"

Beth passed Annie the list and asked her to read the next one.

"Have you ever caught your parents doing it? ...Who thought up these questions?" Annie added laughing.

"Never you mind" said Beth "Just answer the question"

Annie looked down at her lap then out of the window, and back at Beth.

"Well?"

"Ok" said Annie "...but you have to remember that my parents split up when I was, like, 7, so I never really caught them doing it...but....."

"But what?" urged Beth.

"Well... I suppose I was about 12-13, and I woke up one night and heard some music and people laughing. That wasn't unusual, Mum and the couple next door were good friends. I went out to get a drink and quietly opened the hall door into the family room and... well... I didn't see anything, coz the back of the couch was towards me, but there was a lot of fuss and noise and stuff when they saw me. My Mum came around the side of the couch in her bra and pants, which seemed a little strange and she was carrying some playing cards..."

"Strip Poker!" Beth said, laughing

"Yes...I didn't know it at the time of course, and it was a hot night. She ushered me out of the room pretty quick and there was always a cup for me to get a drink from in bathroom after that night" Annie added, smiling at Beth's wide eyed reaction.

"So she was playing strip poker with the neighbours...do you think they were...you know...doing stuff together?" Beth asked with a naughty twinkle in her eye.

"I don't know...although one night when I heard someone leaving, I sneaked up to the hall door and peeked through the crack. I saw Mum at the front door kissing the guy next door on the lips saying goodbye. It wasn't just a peck either it was a long pash. I thought 'No... Mums having an affair with the guy next door' but I was wrong" Annie paused for effect.

"Well go on then" urged Beth.

"Well...when they stopped kissing...he stepped back out of the way...and his wife stepped up and kissed Mum the same way!"

"Oh my God" Beth replied "So they were getting it on... great!"

"I did say we were always over at there house or they were at ours" Annie laughed. 

"Wow" said Beth laughing

"Now what about yours?" Annie asked"

"I was coming home from the club a bit early, I wasn't feeling too well...this was only a couple of years ago...and as I came in the gate I heard music from around the back and walked down the side of the house. When I got down there, the pool lights were on but no others, which was a bit strange. Mum and Dad were in the water kissing and cuddling, but there was 'that' look on Mum's face. They stopped when they saw me, and I didn't even twig what they were up to until I walked closer to the pool and saw their swimming costumes out on the deck at the side. I pretended not to see them and made my excuses and left. I heard Mum giggling as I walked away. She tried to apologise the next morning but I just stuck my fingers in my ears and went 'lalalalalala' so I didn't hear any of it. She just laughed and got the message. Mum and I were actually a bit closer after that."

"That's sweet" said Annie 

They fell quiet for a time. Beth started to get tiered and climbed into the back seat and laid down to try and catch up on a bit of the sleep she had missed the night before. In the foot wells were her tool boxes covered by a couple of blankets, one of which she fashioned into a pillow for her head, then smoothed down the material of her skirt and drifted off to sleep. Annie drove on, not tired at all, just lost in her own thoughts.

The thrum of the engine and the vibration of the tyres on the road soon had Beth sleeping, but it wasn't easy sleep. It was filled with dreams: dreams of kissing, and tongues and furtive gropes, and searching hands, searching for things that wanted to be found. She partially woke and found herself quite excited, aroused from the dreams. She peeked through half closed lids and all she could see was the back of the driver's seat. The warmth, the pressure in her groin was making itself known in its familiar fashion and calling to her hand to help relieve it. Beth looked at the gap between the seats and realised that she was below the line of sight of the mirror and if she was careful she could carefully help things along. She slowly covered herself with the other blanket and under its cover, slid her hand down and pulled up the hem of her skirt so she could get her hand inside the top of her panties.

She dreamily let her fingers slide down over the smooth skin on her mound until they found the top of her folds. She paused, with expectation, then let her fingers lightly travel further down, feeling the moist heat along the lips. One finger gently slid inside as she bit off an involuntary gasp. Then one finger very slowly slid upwards drawing wetness with it, finding the button, the goal, and she gently circulated it, sending lovely feelings emanating out from that point. She held her jaw tight, to not let any of the noises she usually made from escaping. She caressed herself for what seemed like a long time yet the sleepy sexiness of her dreams, the motion of her finger, the movement of the car, the naughtiness of the act and the thrill of the danger in getting caught all had Beth fast approaching climax. She tried to breathe silently as it approached, her finger moving quickly yet silently sending her on until she cascaded over the edge. The first spasm was intense, and the second more so. An involuntary moan escaped her lips despite her trying to be quiet. She quickly turned to her side and drew up her legs as the last throws of pleasure were washing over her, helped by the pressure of her wrist against herself. 

A faltering "Are you ok?" came to her from the front seat.

"Uh...bad dream...sorry" Beth said finally sitting up somewhat flushed from her orgasm.

A minute or two earlier, Annie had leaned forward to check her face in the mirror and had seen the other blanket being drawn up over Beth in the back seat and had thought nothing of it, despite it being warmish in the car. When she had heard a stifled gasp from the back seat, she adjusted the rear vision mirror wondering if Beth was having a dream. If she was, that didn't explain the moving lump under the blanket that she had seen at Beth's groin. It took her a few seconds to realise what was going on. Her brain was fighting to process what was going on until she heard further clipped moans and the lump under the blanket doing familiar circles in a familiar area. Annie didn't know what to do. She blushed and looked away, straightening the mirror back to where it should be but her curiosity grew. She drove on straining her ears to listen for any more sounds. Her own heart was beating faster. This woman was masturbating in the back seat! Annie didn't know whether she should say something, cough, or just pretend it wasn't happening! She decided on the latter, but her curiosity was too much, she had to reposition the mirror again to see. And see she did!


Annie's Story Ch. 01



Beth's leg had moved because there was now a gap where the blanket went from her stomach to her knee and Annie could clearly see Beth's hand under the edge of her panties through the mirror. She looked away, looked back, looked away again, but something kept drawing her eyes back to the mirror. Annie's breath was now much heavier and she found herself pressing her thighs together and not knowing why. Racing through her mind were questions about why Beth was doing this. Was she supposed to see it? Was it a show for her? Or was it just a very sexually open woman in control not caring who sees what, especially given the toilet and the stripping off this morning. Movement drew her eyes back to the mirror. She could see Beth's legs moving more and more, she could see Beth's hips moving up and down and her breathing getting more raspy, and when she stiffened, Annie was transfixed, eyes locked to the mirror, ears straining to hear the obvious pleasure in the back seat. When the moans became loud, she had to say something as it would be obvious that she had heard Beth; she panicked, trying to think of something to say as the sounds wound down behind her. All she could manage was a faltering "Are you ok?"

Beth's response answered many of Annie's questions, although it didn't answer why Annie was now feeling very hot, with beads of perspiration gently running down her neck and in between her breasts, not to mention the perspiration that she hadn't noticed that had made her panties wet. Nor did it answer why Annie was still out of breath. They changed drivers soon after, and as Annie climbed from the driver's seat, she was embarrassed to see a large damp patch of perspiration on the seat and an equivalent one on the jeans between her legs. If Beth noticed it, she didn't say.

They drove on quietly for a while, Annie noticing a familiar 'ache' between her thighs but not sure where it had come from, she hadn't been sexually aroused when Beth was enjoying herself had she? Surely not, perhaps it was something she ate, but the feelings persisted. An hour down the road after a bit more chit chat, a large volume of smoke or steam suddenly emanated from the engine bay, and Beth pulled the car over quickly. The car had filled with fumes and as they filtered out through the opening windows they saw a man and his wife about 40-ish pulling over on the opposite side of the road. The man ran over to them asking if they were ok. The man was leaning in the driver's window, looking blatantly down at Beth's cleavage. Annie thought this was typical, but as a woman she could appreciate the sexiness of another woman's body and if she was looking at Beth's cleavage from time to time, then a man would have to stare at it; and he was. Annie noticed that Beth was aware of the man's gaze and instead of covering up, put her shoulders further back to best effect and asking the man if he could look in the engine bay as she knew nothing about cars. The man's eyes flicked from her breasts to his wife and back to Beth and he nodded and went to have a look.

Annie saw him walking back to the window having looked at the engine and to her amazement, saw Beth pulling down at the hem of her top revealing even more cleavage and a good portion of her purple lace bra! The man stammered a little as he told the two that the water was intact and the engine looked ok and that the fumes look to have come from a burst airconditioner hose. Restarting the car and testing the airconditioner confirmed the difficulty which was good that the car was still mobile, but meant it was going to a hot drive from here on. Annie looked over at the wife's face which was searching for information and when she looked back, Beth had undone two buttons on her top and the man was leering shamelessly onto the expanse of flesh and lace that was now on show. In a vulnerable-little-girl type voice Beth asked the man if he had any cold drinks he might be able to share with them as it was quite a few hours of heat they would have to travel through across the Nullabor Plain to their next stop. The man almost drooled over Beth's large breasts on full show as another button was undone 'because of the heat' she said. The man faltered, standing, waiting to see if any more would be put on show, but when no more buttons popped and no more flesh was put on show, he trotted off to his car to get two cans of soft drink from their car fridge. When he returned with them, he was rewarded with the sight of Beth's legs where she had pulled her skirt way up, revealing the top third of her thighs. The wife honking the horn had the man reluctantly walk back to his car. Beth started the car, popped the lid of two of the drinks, handing one to Annie.

"Aren't guys just so easy to manipulate?' Beth said as she laughed.

Annie burst out laughing too, it was very funny, not to mention very sexy. Annie noted that Beth didn't redo the buttons on her top nor pull her skirt back down,

They drove on, happy that the sky was a little overcast and the heat not too great. They were silent for a short time until Beth looked at Annie and then looked at her handbag. Annie's eyes went to the roof of the car in mock disgust as Beth fished out the list of Ice Breakers. Beth looked at the next one on the list but kept going down the list dismissing each one until she found one she liked.

"What was your first sexual experience?" she said cheekily, a devilish glint in her eyes. Annie protested that she was young and had only been with one guy who was a little inept.

"Okay then... your first orgasm...you have had an orgasm haven't you?" Beth chided amicably.

"Of course!" Annie retorted.

"Well, come on then...Spill Jill"

"I'd feel better if you went first" Annie asked meekly hoping to stall for time or get the subject changed.

"OK" Beth answered gamely. "I was almost 15 and in a hockey team. It was the last game we were going to play 'coz it was an Under 15 squad and most of the team had turned 16 that year. So after the final game we all went to one of the girl's places for a social evening, sort of a goodbye party kind of thing. A couple of the girls had smuggled some drinks in and only 5 of us were left at the end of the party, sitting around in one of the bedrooms, parents long gong to bed, and.... the conversation turned to boys and what they liked to do, and what each of the girls was prepared to do. I was the youngest and didn't have a boyfriend at the time and they were talking about stuff I had no idea about. I had heard other girls talk about boys masturbating, jerking off, pulling it off or what ever, but when they started talking about girls masturbating, I'm afraid I put my foot in it and asked what was there for girls to get hold of and pull. They all fell about laughing, I felt embarrassed and really stupid you know. Perhaps I was really pathetic or perhaps they had had a bit too much to drink. One of the girls pulled her skirt up and touched herself through her panties indicating where a girl should touch herself to get off, whatever getting off meant. I really was sheltered wasn't I?" she said, looking over at Annie. 

"The other girls all razzed her about doing it but she told them she was the only one game enough to admit to it, or even do it right there and then. I must have been thick or something coz I didn't catch on and said so. They fell about laughing again. The first girl looked around, saw the door was locked and very bravely removed her panties and sat facing me with her legs open and told me to watch what she was doing. The other girls all gasped and couldn't believe that she was actually going to do it, one of them saying as much. Her hand went down to her pussy which was sparsely covered in light brown hair and she began to part herself and gently circulate one finger around her...well...her clitoris. I couldn't believe it! I had never seen another girl's pussy before. She was getting right into it, I reckon she got off doing it front of us, she always was a bit of a tart". 

Beth laughed and looked out of the window before taking a deep breath. She felt that throb between her thighs, that ache start down there and felt a wetness there too. She carefully squeezed her thighs together not wanting Annie to see her getting aroused at the images that were replaying in her head as she told the story. She went on.

"She started to move her hips a little and make some nice noises, until the girl next to me who was getting as much of an eyeful as me, lifted up her little hockey skirt and slipped her hand into her panties and started touching as well, all the time with her eyes fixed on the other girls hand and pussy. The two others started rubbing themselves through their panties until the first girl told them they were wooses with their pants still on. They took the bait and slowly removed their panties and started touching themselves for real. I didn't know where to look or what to do. I had never seen ONE pussy before, never mind FOUR of them around me in a circle. I looked at then all, they were all the same, but all different, and the way they were touching themselves was different."

Annie watched Beth as she told the story; her eyes seemed to glaze over slightly. She was definitely reliving those pussies in her mind right now. She watched as Beth squirmed a little in her seat and squeezed her thighs together every now and then. Was she getting turned on? Annie's own heart was beating a little faster. Beth continued with her story.

"All the girls started having a go at me saying they were doing this for my benefit, so why wasn't I doing it? I noticed that their pussies were all sort of wet, and one of them was really puffy, which it hadn't been a few minutes earlier. Not wanting to be left out, I dropped my panties and tried to do what they were doing... I was surprised that I had started to feel ...I don't know...swollen down there and when my fingers got there I was also surprised that it was wet! The first girl saw that I wasn't doing it right and leaned over and got me to open things up a bit and she pointed to where my clit was. When I first touched it, it was like 'whoa' that was nice. I watched as she dragged moisture up from down below on her pussy and I did the same. So there we were, 5 of us, all looking at each other; all watching each other getting off. It was very arousing, and we all felt very naughty and I have to admit it was very exciting. One of the girls shuddered and made a quiet moaning noise while her legs spasmed. I didn't know what was going on. She leaned forward obviously coming. I think that set a couple of the others off and they came too. I was too caught up the building feeling and had no idea what they were going on about...until mine hit. It was like...well hard to explain the first time, sort of tingling, spreading, warm...I don't know, perhaps it's too much information" she said looking sheepishly over at Annie, obviously a lot warmer than when she had started telling the story. The thigh squeezing together had increased quite a bit towards the end of the story and she knew Annie couldn't tell that she was wet and pulsing from the telling of it

"Wow" Annie responded in awe "you did it in front of all those girls?'

"Well they were doing it in front of me" she said, jokingly defensive "Yeah...it was good, really sexy and naughty...and kind of fun really."

Emboldened by this, and feeling a little warm herself, Annie told her story. 

"Mine is a little lame after that... I was about 8 I think. The boy from next door came over and climbed on the back of my favourite wooden rocking horse and was riding it with me. We were squashed onto a seat made for one so my 'gina as Mum used to call it was rubbing against the hard wood of the horses neck and after a few minutes, everything tingled and the bottoms of my feet burned. I didn't know what it was. I liked it but couldn't make it happen again, until he came from next door again and sat on the horse with me. I invited him to come and ride quite a lot" Annie added, blushing a bit. "We ended up breaking one of its rockers and I was lost until another friend gave me a ride on her hobby horse...you know the horse head and the stick with the wheels at the back... and I was riding that one day and it happened again. That's when I realised it wasn't the rocking horse or the boy next door, I could make it happen rubbing anything against my 'gina" she laughed. Beth joined her.

"So you orgasmed your little rocking horse to death!" Beth chided in fun.

"Not just that. I got hooked on this wonderful feeling and I rubbed anything and everything there until the sensation happened. My Mum saw how red and sore it was one day getting ready for my bath that I had to lie and tell her I had slipped on the bars at the school gym and hit myself between the legs. I slowed down a bit after that...well...that's not entirely true; I just didn't let my mother see me naked any more."

"So you went down that slippery slide knows as Masturbation did you?" asked Beth in her best Priestly tones.

Before she could answer, Beth piped up with; "So...when was the last time?"

Annie was a little shocked at the sudden personal question, reddening slightly, but she was getting better at expecting the unexpected from this dark haired sexual woman.

"If you must know, it was the day before we left... and what about you?"

The question was out there before Annie realised it. It was Beth's turn to redden. "Same" was all she said. "You liar" Annie thought, "It was this morning on the very back seat of this car!" Obviously she hadn't been spotted watching Beth do it.

It was getting late when they pulled into the Roadhouse cum Motel and grabbing a sandwich; they booked a room and dropped all their stuff in only to find one queen sized bed. Beth told her that they didn't have any twin rooms and was it ok. After the revelations of the day Annie didn't think it would matter, after all, she had told Beth things that she hadn't told anyone. It was strange how this stranger could elicit such honesty. It was unnerving yet refreshing that she felt comfortable enough to share her life and was now considering sharing the same bed...to sleep of course, nothing else.

Beth went to fill the car with fuel again ready for tomorrow, and Annie took the opportunity to have a shower while she had the bathroom to herself. Despite today's conversations, she wasn't that comfortable with Beth that she wanted her coming into the bathroom while she was naked. Annie washed herself, avoiding her 'gina until last. She washed it carefully, her nipples hardening in the hot water while her fingers avoided the spot she really wanted to touch, until she could avoid it no longer. She thought of the images she had formed in her head of Beth sitting in a circle with four other girls touching themselves, and her knees weakened slightly. She wasn't sure why this particular image was so powerful but before she could go any further she heard the door open and Beth enter the unit. Annie quickly got out and dried herself and got dressed. When Beth got to the bathroom, Annie was all clean and shiny with a towel on her hair, sporting a grey cotton singlet and grey cotton panties. 

The airconditioner in the unit was only working part time and wouldn't turn up any higher, so it would be hot for a few minutes then cool until it turned itself off again making them warm. Beth turned the TV off after the news show had finished and stripped the blankets from the bed and climbed in; her sleeping t-shirt only just covering her bottom. Annie watched her walk to the bed and saw Beth's breasts swing unbound under the t-shirt as she got into bed. It was late and Annie climbed into the left side of the bed nearest the window left by Beth and pulled the sheet up over her.

Annie was asleep in minutes, but despite the tiring day's travelling, Beth didn't sleep well in a strange bed, especially one in a Motel whose rooms were lit by bright exterior safety lights almost bright enough to read. She tossed and turned quite a bit, kicked the sheet off both of them when it got hot, turned on her left side, then her right, not able to get comfortable. She looked down at her legs to see the hem of her t- shirt had ridden high, and the light from around the window reflected off the smooth bare skin of her mound. She trailed one finger over her lower lips and considered pleasuring herself to help her sleep, but didn't want to wake Annie. Beth propped herself up on one elbow and looked over to the sleeping body of Annie next to her. She was laid on her back with her head turned away and the light also reflected off her body, the grey cotton clinging tightly to the lithe body beneath it. 

Beth looked at Annie's breasts, rising and falling slowly with her breathing, the small raspiness of her breath informing her watcher that she was asleep. Beth marvelled at the small breasts still pointing upwards despite being on her back. Not like her own that would be under her arms Beth thought. The airconditioner rattled and kicked into a cool cycle and Beth was amazed to see Annie's nipples rise through the thin material of her singlet. Their little nubs raised from the breast and the nipple rising hard from that in the cold air. The aircon rattled again and shut off, and the nipples slowly softened and retracted under the material and disappeared. Beth was amazed! She laid back with the image of those erect nipples in her mind. A few minutes later the aircon rattled into life again and Beth quickly raised to her elbow to watch those amazing puffy nipples become erect in the cold. With Annie's breathing telling Beth

she was still asleep, the cold air made those nipples and areola plunge forward. Beth reached over and touched one of them to see how hard it was and was amazed at the resistance it gave as she gently pressed against it. The pert breasts offered their own resistance as Beth boldly touched the skin of the breast as well. She told herself that she was just clinically checking the nipples as they raised and lowered with the airconditioner. Annie's head was still turned away and her breathing was steady as Beth touched first one nipple, then the next, feeling the hard nipple against the softness of the breasts.

She looked down to see Annie's legs as they slightly parted and the light casting a small shadow on one of Annie's legs from her high mound. Beth could see the small circles of hair forming ridges in the thin grey cotton material in the dim light. Sitting up a little higher, Beth could see where the material hugged Annie's body contours, accentuating Annie's lips and folds. She pressed lightly against the hair ridges she saw, and with her heart beating in her ears, very, very softly trailed a finger along those lips and folds through the material. Beth felt the warmth grow between her own legs, and throwing caution to the wind, trailed more fingers up and down the outside of Annie's panties covering her pussy. She did this for a minute or so and noticed that when the airconditioner turned off, Annie's nipples didn't retract. Beth realised that the path her fingers were following along Annie's panties was becoming wet. Beth was quite excited that Annie was getting turned on in her sleep.

Beth pressed a little more firmly at the top of the folds where she thought Annie's clit would be. A moan and a movement from Annie froze Beth's hand and she laid down slowly, her breathing heavier than before and a tingling and wetness between her legs... Annie's breathing was heaver too, but it evened out after a minute or two and she didn't wake up, much to Beth's relief. My god, what had she been doing? What if she had woken up? What would she have said? After Annie's breathing settled back to an even rhythm, Beth's hand went down to her own throbbing still wet pussy and as quietly as she did in the car, she circled her clit with her finger until she came quite quickly and silently in the half light.




Annie's Story Ch. 01



Annie had partially woken with the combined movement of the bed and the rattle of the airconditioner, and through one half opened eye, she could see the shape of Beth up on her elbow through the dresser mirror on Annie's side of the room. She drifted back to that half dreamy sleep for a few seconds; dreaming of someone touching her nipples and watching them grow. It felt nice, the tingling sensation linked directly to sensations further down her body. Her legs parted so this dream character could touch her. It was warm and cosy, the feelings were nice, and in her dream she craved the attention. When her pussy felt the touch of a hand, a warm glow spread through her body, until one eye slid open and she saw the sitting shape of Beth in the half dark, with her hands trailing over her. She froze. In the fogginess of the half sleep, she was scared, confused, yet the contact felt so...nice... so... comforting... so... arousing? She had different feelings racing through a foggy brain. Why was Beth doing this? Was she still dreaming? Why was her body responding to Beth's touch? She was aroused and scared all at the same time; her brain trying to make sense of it, while her body enjoyed it in the half light. When Beth's finger pressed onto her clit, Annie couldn't help herself, a moan escaped her lips, causing Beth to stop. At once she was both relieved and disappointed in the fogginess of half sleep, arousal and fear. She lay perfectly still not knowing what to do, or how to handle a situation like this, when in doubt do nothing, she heard her brain pluck out; the aching feeling still in Annie's pussy, made worse by feeling the bed move once again. She was too frightened to move her head and when she slid one eye open she could only see herself in the mirror, and the protruding nipples through her singlet top, but by the movements of the bed, she could feel that Beth was touching herself. She could hear the stifled moans and sweet noises next to her just like the ones in the car, hear the breathing change as it became heavier, and faster, and when the bed quivered, she knew Beth was quivering too, shuddering into an orgasm, right there next to her after touching her. The ache in Annie's pussy hadn't subsided; confusingly it had increased. 

Annie was up, and dressed before Beth awoke, and they were soon packing the cases in the car and heading off for the day's drive through the desert. Given the warming of the day and the lack of an airconditioner in the car, both girls were in skirts and sleeveless shirts to best make use of the airflow through the windows. They drove on for a short period, the outback heat building, despite it only being springtime. Annie turned to see Beth undoing the buttons on her top. The rushing air through the window folded the material back against the seat, leaving Beth's mauve bra visible to all, and her large breasts buffeting in the breeze. Annie realized she was staring and looked away as Beth noticed. Later when they changed drivers, Annie watched as Beth walked around the car to her side. She was looking away from Annie so Annie watched as Beth's large breasts moved up and down when she walked. She saw the elastic of the bra stretch and the lovely mauve lace bra rebound them back up again. She saw the part of the breast not in the bra wiggle and wobble very sensually as Beth walked; the whole vision was quite hypnotic. Beth turned and saw Annie watching her breasts intently and very cheekily threw open her shirt and wiggled them from side to side quite violently with a joking "Looking at these tits are you?"

Annie turned away blushing trying to be nonchalant about it but stammering a little as she said she hadn't seem a large pair of breast this close before and that her own were very small. Beth looked her in the eye when she got into the car, and said "Hey, big breasts are good in situations like yesterday with that guy, but have you ever tried sleeping on them? Ever tried running with these puppies? Give me your sized boobies anytime, they are cute, petite, lovely to look at and a perfect shape...and to top it off, they won't be down around your knees in 30 years!"

Annie blushed at the compliment and drove off.

"Thanks, but guys prefer big breasts, not handfuls like mine. The boy next door and his friends used to go to the shopping centre and they would rate every girl they passed with a size...thimbles, egg cups, tea cups, mixing bowls...and what was the other one... yes...buckets! and they would rave about women with mixing bowls upwards, not my eggcups"

Beth stared straight at Annie's breasts.

"No...I'd say they were Teacups, not eggcups"

They both laughed.

A few minutes later as they drove along the highway, Beth saw a truck coming towards them out of the heat haze from the road that stretched for a thousand more kilometres to their destination, and had an idea.

"Watch this!" she said while quickly removing her top altogether. 

Annie gasped to see Beth sitting there in just her bra, and was astounded when she removed the bra as well. Despite what Beth had said about large breasts, Annie was amazed that ones so big were so perky and sitting up staring forward. With the windows open, the air rushing in made Beth's nipples harden until the nipple and coloured flesh around it puckered up and strove forward. She got Annie to slow the car down and as the truck approached, Beth stuck her chest forward to the windscreen and wiggled them from side to side for the enjoyment of the truck driver.

The truck zoomed past, while Annie watched the breasts wiggling in front of her eyes in disbelief. She turned just in time to see the driver's eyes almost pop out of his head.

The UHF radio crackled to life in their car almost instantly.

"Hey Gerry...you still back there behind me? ...holy shit man, watch for a white ford... the chic in the passengers side has got her tits out...gawd...she waved 'em at me"

The two girls broke out into fitful giggles and laughter at the response with further radio chatter espousing the beauty of the tits he had seen.

"Quick" said Beth, leaning over and trying to undo Annie's shirt.

"What are you doing?" protested Annie, but it was hard to keep the car going straight and to fight off Beth. 

"Proving a point" she answered. Just as the second truck came near, Beth had Annie's shirt unbuttoned and wide open, revealing a nearly sheer t-shirt bra with a very thin membrane between the skin and the air. Beth dug Annie in the ribs causing her to arch her back against the small pain just as the truck went past. 

"Holy Shit is right man" came over the radio "The driver has hers out now...nice tits...pity we're going the wrong way..."

They were too far away to hear what the first truck driver replied, but they did hear another driver come on.

"Hey Gerry, This is Wally, I'm 4 klicks behind you, what sort of car are we looking for with the nice tits in it?"

"White Ford Wally....apparently the passenger has big tits and the driver has beaut tiny ones...mm mmmm"

"See?" Beth said emphatically as if she had just proved a point. "Lots of guys like smaller tits!"

Beth looked at Annie's breasts as they were cooled by the airflow directly on them and watched as the nipples hardened under the thin film and was amazed. She could now see in the daylight what she had only dimly experienced the night before. The nipple seemed to sit on top of a puffy section of the areola which itself sat away from the breast. The nipple stuck out a long way and Beth was sure it was big enough to hang her handbag on! Was it the rushing air in the windows that had made them stiffen, or something else? She looked down at her own, and despite not being in the air stream on her side of the car, her nipples were so hard they almost ached. Annie looked over and saw Beth staring at her hardening nipples and shivered a little. Was it the wind or was she getting a bit turned on? It was after all, sexy and naughty, not to mention a little arousing being so overtly sexual and having fun like this with Beth and these guys.

Wally's truck loomed out of the heat haze and on Beth's insistence the car was travelling very slowly as the truck ambled past, itself not going very fast. Beth wiggled her breast and then pointed at Annie's which were as good as naked behind the thin film. On the spur of the moment, Beth grabbed Annie's nearest hand and placed it on her breast holding it there and moving it around, all the time staring at the truck driver. Annie felt a shock as her hand touched another woman's breast for the first time. It felt soft and enveloping, not like her small ones that she touched while she was exploring herself, but softer and more pliable. She didn't resist initially, but removed her hand that was still on Beth's breast even after the truck had passed. Beth burst out laughing.

"Your face was priceless...and the truck drivers too... I thought the truck was going to crash into us" she laughed, bending over almost double. Annie couldn't hold back any further and joined in the laughter. The radio crackled more and messages were passed up and down the Nullabor Plain about two 'friends' in a white Ford putting on a show for the truckies.

And so it began. Every truck that went past, seemed to be travelling slowly, and the two girls became more and more brazen with each passing truck. The driver's obvious enjoyment evident by the radio traffic, spurred them on to bolder things. Beth licked her nipples one time, sucked on Annie's fingers, pretended to be kissing Annie's breasts and eventually, Annie even flashed one driver herself by pulling the bra down and exposing her breasts while Beth held the steering wheel, both giggling like little girls doing something naughty, which of course they were. When they over took one truck, Beth had the top half of her body out of the passenger's side window, wiggling and cupping her breasts for the driver's pleasure. Annie had slowed down to his speed so he could get a good look. He even blasted the trucks horn for a long time as reward. Both girls were having a lot of fun and every now and then Annie thought she saw Beth put one arm down on the seat and close her thighs hard around it, pressing her wrist into her vagina. Annie tried doing the same a few times too, feeling the very pleasant pressure, that tingle start and spread, aching for more. She hadn't had a lot of sexy fun like this and found the exhibitionism of it all quite exciting, making her loins ache thinking of the affect that their antics had had on the truck drivers and on each other? 

As it got later and they got closer to their next night's stop, there were no trucks and the heat of the day was taking its toll. They were both hot and tired and much more comfortable with Beth sitting naked from the waist up and Annie's blouse open blowing in the breeze from the window. Beth retrieved a bottle of water from under the seat and almost spat it out after taking a sip; it was warm. She tipped some into her hand and spread it across her neck and shoulders. Annie couldn't help but see the little droplets run down Beth's breasts to her nipples. Beth cupped her hand again and spread the water across her ample breasts and turned towards the window. The nipples, while hard, seemed to harden further and Beth's head went back to the headrest as she thoughtlessly rubbed her wet hands over her breasts, cooling her body down. Annie watched with one eye while driving with the other. Beth's palms went to her nipples.

"These have been so hard all day...they ache" she said, head laid back, dreamily pulling on them and twisting them slightly. Annie had never seen naked breast this close never mind someone tweaking their own, and while getting used to this woman's overt sexuality, she was confused with feelings that were travelling through her at the same time.

"You want some of this?" Beth asked, startling Annie. 

Annie wasn't sure what "this" was. Was it nipple caressing? Breast rubbing? Or just the water? As if to answer the unasked question Beth held up the water bottle.

Annie nodded at the water and held out her cupped hand ready to accept a handful, Beth surprised her by pouring it into her own hand and leaning over and very matter-of-factly spreading the water across Annie upper chest. The wind through the window cooled the skin instantly and the initial shock of the touch of Beth's hand was soon lost against the refreshing effect. Beth put more water on Annie's chest as they drove. The water ran down, soaking into the thin film of Annie's bra and after only a few cupped handfuls of water, the bra was almost completely see through. Annie jumped when Beth's finger strayed across her hard aching nipple as a bolt of sensation rocketed through it, but she wasn't sure if it was the touch of Beth's hand or the coldness from the wind and the water. A sign indicating their overnight stop had both women rearranging their clothing before the Roadhouse & Hotel/Motel south of Kalgoorlie loomed in the distance.

Annie was a little relieved to find their room had two single beds this time, as she dropped face first on to hers, happy to be out of the car and stretched out. Beth too collapsed on her own bed. They turned to look at each other and burst out laughing.

"Just look at us two will you?" Beth offered "A couple of wrecks... hey did you see that the hotel had a bar? ...wanna go out and have a drink or three to wash away the dust?"

"I don't have a lot of money...you know...to spend on drinks and stuff...just enough to get me to my Dads"

"Leave that to me" said Beth, very conspiratorially.

Beth peeled off her clothes as she walked to the bathroom and Annie heard the shower start and the sounds of washing. Beth came out after about 10 minutes wrapped in a towel and Beth took the opportunity to go in, lock the door and shower herself. What she saw when she emerged was a bit of a shock.

Beth was standing in front of the mirror, leaning forward applying her makeup. The top she was wearing was light blue and almost completely sheer; the black lace balconette bra entirely visible through it. The neckline was more of a scoop neck and was lower than Annie had ever seen before, revealing a wide expanse of flesh, with her breasts straining forward to reflect in the mirror. Below the top was a very, very short tight black skirt that even at the small angle of lean towards the mirror, showed the very edges of the curves of Beth's bare butt cheeks. The ensemble was completed by four inch black high heeled shoes.

Beth turned to see Annie in a towel staring at her chest through the mirror, Annie's mouth open.

"Pretty impressive eh?" she said, jiggling them provocatively. "You got anything sexy in that case of yours?" Beth enquired, pouting her lips for the lipstick and leaning a little further forward for effect. She felt sexy in this outfit; she hadn't 'dressed up' for a while and couldn't help liking the shock on Annie's face as her eyes went from Beth's chest to her butt and back.

"I suppose" Annie replied heading over to her case, "But why?"

"Simple... we go out all tarted up and we won't have to pay for our drinks tonight" she pouted. Beth bent over further and stuck her bottom right out towards Annie for effect. The skirt road up and revealed most of Beth's butt cheeks and a tiny thin strip of white gauze that pretended to be a G-string. She turned; still bending at the waist and the full view of Beth's breasts tantalisingly close to falling out of her bra, was on show. Beth swayed them slowly from side to side. She smiled at Annie wickedly, rather liking the showing off, getting a bit of a kick from it.

"Guys will bend over backwards to buy us drinks if we look like this" she laughed. Annie gazed firstly at the bare bottom and then the bare flesh and breasts and had to agree, they looked very appealing, but was confused by that thought.

Annie went to her bag and pulled out a push-up bra, a g-string of her own and a pair of denim shorts and while Beth had her back to her, she turned away and quickly dropped the towel to put all three garments on. Beth watched through the mirror as the towel dropped to the floor. This was the first time she had seen all of Annie's body albeit from the back. The grey singlet and panties of the night before was close, and the see-through bra today close too, but here was the naked back of this young woman she had been travelling with, teasing, getting friendly and sassy with. As Annie slipped a leg into the g-string Beth thought she was a lot thinner, but had a cute curve of the butt and narrowed at the waist and she had almost seen the beautiful breasts of this woman and they had kindled a flame akin to what the hockey group had lit in her many years ago. She thought Annie a bit uptight and thought this trip had so far pulled down a few of those barriers, and with Beth's help... saucy, sexy help if needed, Annie was going to be loosened up some more before the trip was over.

Annie was fussing with a top to put on when Beth came to the rescue with one of hers. It had a looseness to it at the neck and a deep V of its own. Annie protested that she didn't fill it out as much as Beth did. Beth noted that she hadn't complained about what was on show, just that it wasn't as full as hers. Beth turned her around.

"There's the problem... your bra isn't sitting right." And before Annie could protest further, Beth's hand shot inside the cup of the bra and grabbed the whole breast and lifted it upwards so the fluid sac of the bra could sit under the breast. Annie stopped protesting as her breast was being cupped by another woman. Nor did she utter a peep as Beth's other hand did the same with the other side. The other side seemed to take longer to get right, but all Annie could feel was the warmth of Beth's hand on her breast and the tingling where it had been. Beth had felt the weight and texture of Annie's breast, felt how wonderfully smooth Annie's skin was, and removed her hand a little in shock at the response her body had given to such a simple gesture. When she arranged Annie's other one, she had taken her time on the pretext that it wasn't sitting right, to go back in again. That was when she found the hard nipple waiting for her... She wanted to see it in the daylight but didn't want to offend Annie, not yet anyway, she thought.

With Annie's breasts 'up & out there' Beth turned her attention to Annie's shorts. They were denim shorts, tight around her rear, but long denim shorts, not "short" shorts. Beth sat on the bed next to her case and eyed them.

"OK...not good, drop them!" she said, indicating Annie's shorts. Annie hesitated. Beth reached up and undid the front of the shorts and dropped the zip, and pulled down on the hem of the shorts to get them off. As the shorts came down, so did one side of the g string, revealing just a hint of light brown hair, until Annie's hands got to her underwear to protect herself. 

Without even asking Annie, Beth cut the legs of the shorts off right up at the crotch join of the two legs. All that was left was the main seam from the bottom of the zip round to her pockets at the back. When Annie put them back on, Beth was pleased to see a lot of Annie's cheeks visible under the edge of the denim. Annie looked shocked but didn't say anything. Annie was looking at the front of the jeans through the mirror. Without the material of the legs, the seam of the shorts cut into her 'gina, splaying half of it on one side and the other half on the other, As she walked towards Beth with her mouth open ready to protest, she felt the seam rub against her clit a little. Beth looked at the same spot too and giggled. 

"If that doesn't give the guys at the bar a hard-on, I don't know what will" Beth said as she walked past Annie for a back view. She grabbed Annie's revealed butt cheeks in both hands and gently squeezed it.




Annie's Story Ch. 02



It is not necessary to have read Annie's Story: the Road Trip before reading this one, but it might help with character buildup and some background etc.

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Annie's Story 2: The Stepmother

Annie looked out of the window, a little bored. She had travelled nearly 4000 kilometres on a sexy, eye-opening, cross country journey to catch up with her father and his new "wife", and here she was, just eight weeks on, and she was bored. She looked at her tall thin frame in the window's reflection, and at 18 she thought her breasts might still have time to grow a little bigger than the A's they were, but she wasn't optimistic. She gazed back out of the window as if things might have changed in the last 2 minutes and might give her something to break the boredom: it hadn't. It didn't help that her father was still working for the mine company and would fly-in, fly-out on a two-weeks-on, one-week-off roster. Sure it was great in the week that he was home, except for the noises coming through the walls at night, but then there was the two weeks he would be away up north in the goldfields, leaving her with the new "wife" or the "Stepmother" as she had jokingly called her to Beth, her cross- country travelling companion, whilst on the phone to her three weeks ago.

But to be fair, despite her Mother's prejudices, and name calling about "that" woman, Annie couldn't help liking Catherine, or Cath as she preferred. Her father said that he called her Cat, because he liked the way she clawed her nails down his back when they were...

"Too much information! Too much information!" she had screamed playfully at him, plugging her fingers in her ears.

She hadn't known what to expect when she arrived, her father had just been this voice on the end of the telephone from the other side of the country since she was about 7 years old and she didn't know anything about Cath other than her name. She smiled looking out of the window now, remembering the awkwardness on her arrival, how Cath had stood back and said little, making Annie feel uncomfortable, but now realised that Cath was perhaps a little introverted like herself, and was giving father and daughter some space to catch up. It had been awkward, but that was only at first, and father and daughter had spent many afternoons while he was off work, telling stories about what they had each been up to, Cath nodding and smiling and being involved but taking a back seat.

Annie had been half prepared to dislike the woman, given her mother's dislike and obvious emotional baggage, but Annie couldn't blame Cath for splitting up the family, her father after all had been the one to do that and it was such a long time ago. She had had this image of either an Ogress or a slip of a girl the way her mother talked about being traded in for a younger model, but she was surprised to find Cath quite normal although somewhat shy. She was a lot younger than her mother, around 35 she thought, but rather than the temptress her mother had decided on, she had big breasts and a big bottom compared to herself, and a fleshy midriff to boot. She had the necessary curves in all the right places, and looked good in the tight jeans and T shirts she wore around the house but her mother would have described her as "big boned". Her hair was long and dark and her eyes defied a description of colour, perhaps hazel, but she was a very attractive woman.

So here she was, alone in the house and bored. She had spent many of the preceding days alone catching the train to the Fremantle Markets, dawdling amongst the stalls or training into Perth to see the City's sights but she had seen most of them by now and she was feeling restless. Cath was a casual assistant at a local Museum and would work three days a week when Annie's father was away, so Annie had the house to herself again today and didn't really feel like going out. The house itself was close to the beach at Cottesloe. It was a fairly old house by the standards of those in the region but was one of the first two storied houses in the area. It was set on the side of the hill as the ground angled its way down to the shore, and was about three houses back from the Beachside Drive. Luckily the houses below it were old houses too, and they were single storey, giving uninterrupted views out over the Indian Ocean. On fine days she could see the ships slowing and entering the port of Fremantle and she could also see part of the strip of sand along the waters edge from her window on the side of the house. People were visible as smallish dark dots on the orange background, some strolling off to the water every now and then, most just laying on the sand soaking up the sun. Hadn't they heard of skin cancer over here she wondered?

On the downhill side of the house was a swimming pool, not a huge one but big enough to get a workout and deep enough to dive into at the deep end. She had initially thought it a bit foolish to have a swimming pool when the house was only three houses from the beach, but she changed her mind one afternoon when she had gone to the beach to beat the heat and found herself surrounded by countless hundreds of people cramming themselves onto the narrow strip of sand right up to the water's edge. She had been jostled in the water, sprayed with sand on the beach, splashed, accidentally kicked by people swimming past, it was no fun at all, so she had retired to the pool. She still went to the beach every now and then when it was quiet, but in the height of summer, quiet meant two thousand people instead of five! The other benefit that she discovered, was being able to take a dip at night when it was too hot to sleep, something that she would never do at a beach; the movie JAWS had made sure of that!

Annie strolled out to the pool, towel in hand, the navy blue one piece bathing suit nicely contrasting with the light blue of the water, but clashing with the bright orange of the inflatable floating lounge chair that she inched herself into. With sunglasses in place and a floppy wide brimmed sun hat on her head, she placed her Jim Beam and cola glass in the built in holder and proceeded to open up one of the many Tom Clancy books her father had recommended to her. This was her second of Clancy's books; she found that she liked the intricacies of the plots and the mental agility needed to follow the 16 different threads as they slowly entwined to bring the story to a gripping end.

As the afternoon sun made its way across the azure blueness of sky, Annie felt her skin tingling just slightly and rubbed more sun screen all over her legs that were out in the sun's rays. Her shoulders and chest were covered by the wide brim of the hat, but she applied the cream there too as a matter of course. It was only while she was rubbing it across her shoulders and chest that she looked around at the view from her spot in the pool. It struck her for the first time that the house blocked her view further up the hill, and the Cape Honeysuckle growing on one fence and the Mexican Rose growing high up on a trellis on the other side made her position completely secluded. The patio doors looked out onto the decking and the pool, and the upstairs rooms on that side of the house did too, but with an empty house, she was invisible to the world.

Her heart beat a little faster as she wondered if she dared slip the straps from her shoulders and expose her breasts to some fresh air. She looked around again making perfectly sure that no-one could see and, saying to herself "Beth would!" she slipped the straps down and wiggled the swim suit down to her waist. Despite the warmth, the cooler air around her exposed breasts made her nipples tingle and harden, and the naughtiness of it made her flutter a little in her stomach and perhaps a little lower too. She was still looking around trying to make sure no one could see her, when the phone rang, the outdoor bell jangling loudly. She jumped, startled, spilled her drink into the pool and almost lost the book in the water as she quickly pulled her swim suit up.

It had stopped by the time she had awkwardly paddled to the edge of the pool but started up again a few seconds later. It was Cath.

"Annie, could you do me a favour and go to our bedroom and give me the phone number that's on the back of an envelope on my bedside table?"

"Sure...OK.." Annie replied making her way up the stairs with the cordless phone. She made her way into their bedroom and retrieved the envelope and read Cath the number from it. After a few halting sentences about what she was up to today, they said goodbye.

For the first time, Annie was able to have a proper look around a room that she had only previously glimpsed through a partially opened door. The bed was hurriedly made and the bedside tables had all manner of knickknacks and letters and magazines on them. A couple of chairs doubled as clothes horses and the dresser had the usual array of pictures in small frames; Annie was pleased to see her picture on two or three frames that must have been sent to her father sometime in the last 12 years or so. There were pictures of people that she didn't know and she assumed they were either Cath's family or friends. Sitting by the large upper bedroom window was a telescope trained out towards the ocean and on the sill, a pair of high power binoculars. She peered through the eyepiece of the telescope and saw the horizon and found it hard to discern the join of sky and water. She picked up the binoculars and trained them on the tail end of a ship pulling into Fremantle port and marveled at the cargo containers stacked 6 high, defying gravity perched that high above the water line.

From the upper storey, the view from this room was much better than hers, the whole of the Cottesloe beach area was visible, the cycle/skate/running path snaked its way along the esplanade, and the sands stretched as far as she could see in either direction save for the small section invisible due to a hotel's four storey building further down the road. The Indian Ocean stretched out before her, stretched out to...India? No, she thought, Sth Africa would be the next land fall...wouldn't it? And below the window was an uninterrupted view of the decking and the pool in the back yard. She ambled out and downstairs to the lounge where she curled up in front of the airconditioner with Tom Clancy and absorbed herself in his web if intricacies.

The next day was more of the same, although with a much later start, as Clancy had gone on late into the night and had been hard to put down. By the time Annie had risen, Cath was long gone, and it was closing in on lunch time. Annie wandered down stairs not bothering to put anything over her singlet top and boy-leg underwear and couldn't decide if she would have a late breakfast or an early lunch. 

She decided she would have a shower first and that would make it closer to lunchtime, but as she passed by her father's bedroom, she heard what appeared to be a door bell sound from inside the room. She peeked in and couldn't find anything that resembled a door bell, but then it happened again and she heard that it was coming from the laptop computer on the little shelf that doubled as a small desk. She walked over to investigate it and found that it was still on and the screen saver was active. She wiggled the mouse and the Webshots display disappeared and in the middle of the screen was what was unmistakably a chat window. She looked around the room as if someone might be watching her and then bent forward to read the message.

' Hi Cuddlepie...are you there?'

'Looks like you're not..'

'I enjoyed myself last night...hope you did too? '

Annie was a little shocked, and re-read it again. The message came from one Snugglepot. Who the hell was Snugglepot and did Dad know she was chatting to some one while he was away? And what were they up to last night. She thought for a moment, and remembered that Cath had gone to bed early claiming to be tired. Annie had thought that it was because her face had been in the book all night and wasn't much company to Cath, but now it seems that there was something going on. She searched the menus but couldn't find a profile on Snugglepot that gave her any info, but she did find a number of saved messages from this person. She opened one or two of them and glanced quickly through them but she couldn't get any further information. The phone rang in the bedroom and startled Annie again. 

She answered the phone.

"Hi Annie...this is Cath"

"Oh hi... er.. how are you? " Annie asked breathlessly.

"Are you ok?...you sound a little out of breath"

'It's because I've been sprung poking around somewhere I shouldn't have been' she thought but said "Er ...I just ran to get to the phone...What did you ring for?" she asked, changing the subject.

"I have a late group today coming for a twilight visit at the Museum so I wont be home before dark, you can take care of yourself for a meal? I will get something on the way home probably"

"OK "replied Annie, "I can take care of myself" she said laughing to lighten the moment.

Cath was gone, and Annie let out a slow breath as she replaced the receiver. As soon as it touched down, it rang again instantly, startling Annie once more, a small squeal escaping her lips.

"H..h..hello?" she offered weakly

"Annie?...is that you?... it's Beth....what's wrong?"

" Ohhhh God" she breathed into the phone, and started to tell her all about sneaking around and the phone ringing. She went downstairs, telling her about the computer and what she had found, and the mysterious Snugglepot. Beth giggled very conspiratorially and offered a few crude possibilities which had Annie protesting against them. Annie heard through the receiver the unmistakable sound of the fizzing of a soft drink can lid being opened. When she enquired about it, Beth told her it was a can of scotch and cola. Annie looked at the clock thinking it was too early for Beth to be having a drink and was surprised to see that it was 2.30 in the afternoon already!

She took the phone around the bench in the kitchen and poured herself a Jack Daniels and cola as she talked with Beth.

"So how come you're not at work?" Annie enquired.

"I've just come from the Doctors, I cut my thumb this morning and its all bandaged up, so I am sitting back, relaxing and trying some liquid analgesic to soften the throbbing. "

"Sorry to hear that" Annie said, "Hope it doesn't throb too badly"

Beth Laughed in her ear.

"It's been bandaged up and looks like a huge erect penis sticking up." They both laughed.

"Speaking of an erect penis" said Beth, "I've been playing with one"

"What?...How?...Who?.."

"Get yourself seated and pour yourself another drink and I'll tell you all the gory sordid details"

Annie downed the last of her drink, made herself another and then flopped down into the bean bag realizing that the first one had gone to straight to her head on an empty stomach. She would get something to eat after Beth hung up.

"Ok..." she said "Tell me all about him."

"Well..."Beth began, "I met him at the hotel, very charming... nice butt, six foot two, eyes of blue..."

"You met him at a hotel?"

"Yeah...but I was fixing their fuse panel...he works there" Beth laughed "...and he is such a great kisser...and the things he can do with his tongue!"

"Beth!" protested Annie, then giggled.

"Oh come on Annie!... after what we went through on the Nullabor and you're ...."

"Yeah...I know..." agreed Annie. "Ok..." she allowed, her heart beating a little louder in her ears and the JD & cola sliding down nicely... "Tell me all about him"

"Mmmm... what can I say?...", her voice becoming softer, "...he is gentle, kisses fantastic... and he has a way that he kisses my neck and somehow curls his tongue around my nipple that drives me wild."

Annie slipped a little further down in the bean bag, and listened to Beth's voice as it got softer as she spoke.

"He has the softest hands and when he trails them over the bare skin of my back, shivers run through me...God it's truly arousing..."

"Mmm...I'll bet..." said Annie, little shivers running down her spine at the thought. She looked down at the thin material of her singlet to see her nipples starting to harden beneath the material.

"...and when he gets his face between my legs, I never want him to stop...his tongue makes me just about sing, makes my back arch, makes me just want to stay there and come and come and come..."

"Wow.." said Annie, feeling a heat build between her own thighs, realizing that she hadn't had anything between her thighs since ...since when?...since Beth in the Motel...eight weeks and not even her own hand had been there! She let her breath out slowly.


"You getting turned on over there are you?" enquired Beth in a low voice.

"A little..." was all Annie could manage.

"What bit did you like?"

"Well... the...you know...the tongue...er...like...between your legs."

"Mmmm "moaned Beth, "Yessss...that's my favourite part...his tongue on my pussy, on my clit....but then... as I remember...you've been there too haven't you?

"Y..Yess" faltered Annie, the memory flooding back into her head, into her stomach and into her pussy.

"I'm getting turned on myself..." breathed Beth.

Annie was wriggling herself in the bean bag trying to clench her thighs together, and she could hear Beth's breathing low and raspy through the phone.

"Are you....you know... doing anything there? "Beth enquired "I can hear a lot of movement....don't be shy...tell me... I am "she announced cheekily, hoping to shock Annie.

But Annie didn't find it shocking, she found it very arousing that Beth was...touching herself on the other end of the phone line while talking with her. She reached down and put her arm between her legs and squeezed her thighs together, pressing her arm against her pussy. It felt good, and she thought she could smell her arousal. When her arm moved away, there was a small damp patch on her underwear where her lips had been pressed against her arm.

"Shit!" she heard Beth say "There's someone at the door...I'd better go and answer it... I'll call you in a couple of days ok?... maybe we might take up where we left off ...that was getting very nice."

"Mmmm...it was..." was all Annie could reply..."Talk again soon then...bye"

Disappointed, Annie walked out into the bright sunlight, her pussy still throbbing. She could feel the slickness between her lips as she walked, her breathing still a little ragged. She drank the rest of her JD and walked over to the sun-lounge under the tree by the fence. She sat herself down, the beat of her heart still strong in her ears, the buzz of the alcohol spreading out to her extremities yet seeming to gather at her pussy. She sat looking around the yard and noticed that no one could possibly see her and again she wondered if she dare...dare what, she thought.. .dare touch herself?...outside?.. Cath wouldn't be home before dark...could she do it? The thought was very exciting and the throbbing in her loins was swaying her towards it. Beth would approve surely. 

After looking carefully around, she let her hand slide to her breasts and started touching them. Her mind played a movie in her heard of Beth and an unknown faceless man kissing her pussy. She could clearly see Beth's face contorting in pleasure, she knew what that looked like from first hand experience. Her nipples reacted strongly. First one nipple, then the other hardened beneath the material. She lifted the bottom of her singlet up over her breasts allowing the cooler shady air to touch them. Plucking gently at her nipples with one hand, she allowed the other one to drift slowly to the damp patch between her thighs. She pressed against her pussy from the outside, enjoying the feeling, the anticipation, then slowly slide her fingers under the elastic of her boy-leg underwear and allowed her hand to glide gently down, past the soft hair that she found, past the top of her slit, down to where the moisture was, where the wetness was making itself known. She was amazed to find how excited this made her doing this outside, how wet she was, how turned on she had become having talked with Beth, and how aroused she was now imagining fingers, lips, and tongues doing wonderful things to her, to Beth, to both of them. 




Annie's Story Ch. 02



Cath's key turned in the front door and it swung open. She almost fell into the coolness of the airconditioning. The late group had been a late cancellation, but she had still been at work later than usual, which meant she had caught the start of the heavy peak hour traffic. She was hot and sticky and needed a shower. She called out to Annie but got no answer. She walked to the kitchen and poured herself a cola and walked towards the stairs. As she walked past the patio doors, she could see Annie in the darker shady area under the tree, her eyes closed, obviously sleeping, so she continued up the stairs to her bedroom. Cath peeled off her sweaty uniform, and removed her bra that was binding her and took a cooling sip of her drink as she looked out of the window allowing her body to cool off. The sky was a clear blue, almost the colour of the water again, the beach was starting to fill with swimmers as they got home from work and went to the beach to take advantage of its cooling waters in the heat.

Movement caught her eye under the shade of the tree below her. Annie half sat in the chair, looking around herself, and slipped the singlet off altogether. Cath froze on the spot. She looked down at the younger girl, admiring her thin frame and her pert small breasts. She looked at her own, now free from their 38DD constraints and they had sagged a little but she still thought they drew quite a bit of attention. It took Cath a little while to make out just what was going on down next to the pool, but when she did, she was fascinated.

Annie's fingers were touching her nipples, circling them. She picked up a piece of ice from her glass and let it touch her nipples. She pulled back sharply from the icy touch. Instead she let the ice melt between her thighs as she rubbed it over the material covering her pussy. Cath watched enthralled, taking half a step backwards from the window so she wouldn't be seen. The small movement caught Annie's eye and she scoured the side of the building, but finding nothing, the building heat within her made her dismiss it. She slide her hand back under the lip of her underwear, letting her fingers travel back down to the wetness, the ice water mixing with the flowing juices from within.

Cath stared down, not believing that she was seeing what she was seeing. She was riveted to the spot. She watched as Annie's hand disappeared and moved down. She could clearly see what that hand was doing, and she could also see quite clearly the wet patch that had darkened the area between her legs. One of Cath's own hands was absentmindedly caressing her nipple as she reached down with the other one and picked up the binoculars, her nipple reacting to her touch. Looking down on Annie, she could see that the girl was enjoying the feeling of her hand between her legs. Cath too could feel 'something' between her legs, that small pulsing, that first hint of arousal and blood rushes to the area at its onset. She loved to watch, and here it was splayed out in front of her to see. The binoculars trailed across Annie's body from the tightly closed eyes on a face clenched with arousal, down past her hand on her breasts, obscuring her nipple as it rubbed back and forth, down to the heaving stomach rising and falling with every heavy breath, and finally down to the hand that was under the material, but plainly evident in what it was doing.

Annie was enjoying her own touch, her mind filled with images, images of Beth with a man between her thighs, images of her self with a man licking her pussy, images of herself between Beth's thighs. She let out a deep moan as these powerful images made her abandon decorum. She reached down and slipped her underwear down, not off, but down to her thighs so she could get her hand in between better. She thrust two fingers deeper inside her and let her thumb rub along her clit. She was getting close and loved the feeling, the rhythmic sliding, the sound of her wetness on her fingers, the heady movement inside her head from the alcohol, and the deep burning desire to cum.

Cath watched in amazement as the underwear was slipped down. She saw the breathing getting deeper and deeper, she felt her own arousal growing and growing. She slipped her own panties to the floor and allowed one hand to rest at the entrance beneath. She could feel the heat emanating from it and feel the wetness that was evident from watching this young girl pleasure herself.

She couldn't keep the binoculars steady and touch herself at the same time, so she carefully moved to the telescope, training it down in the aroused body below her. At this range all she got was a small area of skin in focus. She moved it carefully until one of Annie's nipples filled the eyepiece, and she was amazed. She saw Annie's areola puffy and sitting away from her small breast, and perched there on top of it was an erect nipple. Cath had never seen one like this before other than in pictures and was quite taken and intrigued with them. She stared at the nipple as it was tweaked, touched, caressed and became more and more outside the eye piece as Annie's arousal got closer to climax. She trained it further down and for the first time, got a very close view of Annie's pussy.

Cath realised that she shouldn't be doing this, shouldn't be watching her. This was her 'stepdaughter', her husband's child, albeit to another woman. She knew she shouldn't be watching, getting turned on, but she had no control over the thrill she always got from watching, spying, peeping into the sexuality of other people. Wasn't that the reason they had bought the telescope and binoculars? She put it from her mind, her arousal overriding the thoughts, her hands with a mind of their own. Cath's fingers were working their own magic between her legs, she could feel the wetness running gently down one leg. When she looked into the telescope she could see Annie's fingers going in and out of her pussy and she timed her own movements with Annie's. She saw how wet and shiny Annie's fingers were, saw them sliding in and out of her pussy, she could make out the clit sitting up between the top of the lips and watch Annie's thumb slip over it every time the fingers came out of her pussy. She also saw the hips bucking up and down as the climax beckoned. Her own hands for working hard, not having to hold the telescope. One hand was drawing pussy juices backwards towards Cath's tender areas below her pussy while the other stroked her clit, drawing wetness from inside with each stroke. Her movements were quickening with her arousal, watching the young girl do the same, getting closer to her own climax.

Annie felt wonderful. The naughtiness of doing this outside, the seclusion of being alone and not being watched, the buzz of the alcohol, were all turning her on as she flicked her clit to the images she had in her brain of cocks, of pussies, and rampant wayward unstoppable tongues. Small noises were escaping her throat as she got closer and closer. She let out a deep moan as she cascaded over the edge. She drew her thighs together, squeezing her hands against her pussy, partially sitting up as the orgasm spread through her; its pleasure radiating outward.

Cath was caressing her clit so hard wanting to come as she watched Annie bend double in pleasure and heave her hips back and forth. Her knees bent instinctively as she approached her own orgasm. Her knee hit the release lever and the end of the telescope dropped like a softening penis and a reflected circle of light shone down under the tree and across Annie's face then disappeared. Cath Froze! She stepped back from the window, not knowing what to do.

The flash of light startled Annie and she opened her eyes, looking for the source of the light, the last remnants of her throbs of pleasure fading away. She looked up at the side of the house, to the window, but all she could see was the reflected blue of the sky. She pulled her shorts up quickly and pulled on her top, heading for the house, for the safety of her room.

Cath saw her move and her heart went into her mouth. She looked around, frightened of being discovered. She grabbed her telltale moist panties and headed for the shower. As Annie climbed the stairs she heard the shower running and as she passed the bedroom door it stopped and Cath came out wrapped in a towel.

" Hi..." said Cath, " I thought I had the place to myself...thought you were out" she said casually, rubbing her hair between a towel.

"No...I was...er... sleeping out under the shade of the tree" Annie stammered.

Cath continued to dry her hair and seem as casual as possible as she explained about the cancelled group and the traffic until Annie moved off to her room. She let out a sigh of relief as she heard her bedroom door close, and Cath collapsed on the end of the bed shaking her head, her pussy still throbbing slightly. Annie closed her door and felt a little better that Cath didn't know she was home, and knowing that she must have been in the shower for all the time she was doing things out there, as Cath was one for loooong showers and always ran the hot water out after 20 minutes under the steaming water. Annie's heart was still beating fast and she giggled a little at the close call. What if Cath had walked out to the pool? What if she had been spotted from the window? Could she even be seen from the window? Did she really care if she had been spotted?...probably, she thought. What would her father think? She wasn't sure, but she knew she had had a lucky escape. Her head was still a little fuzzy from the drinks, and then she remembered that she hadn't eaten at all yet. Just as she started to relax, she remembered something different in Cath's bedroom. The telescope! When she had been in there earlier it was pointed at the ocean, just now it was pointing at the ground! 

Annie flopped on the bed, tired from her orgasm, the fright she had received and from the alcohol so she decided to close her eyes for just a minute, but when she opened them again, the last vestiges of mauve light were well below the horizon and the rest of the sky was dark. She padded quietly from her room covered in a large t-shirt and made her way along the landing to go down stairs to the kitchen and eat. Cath's bedroom door was very slightly ajar and there was no light. Annie peered over the balcony looking down into the room below to see if Cath was there, but a small cough from inside the bedroom drew her attention. The landing was dark and she could see through a small crack of the door that judging by the last light from the sky in the room, the curtains were open. Annie's stomach chose that very moment to let out a loud grumble from hunger and in less than a second, Cath had opened the bedroom door to investigate the sound.

Both women jumped, each startled by the other, neither expecting to see someone that close. Cath backed away from the door startled, her hand flying to her heart.

"Sorry.." offered Annie, following Cath back into the room, "I didn't mean to frighten you, I was just heading down to the kitchen...and..."

"That's ok.." breathed Cath, " I ...er.. was just enjoying the view...the...er sunset" she stammered a little.

Annie saw that Cath was wearing her father's blue satin robe, tied at the waist. From the swaying of those very large breasts, she also knew that Cath wasn't wearing a bra. Annie noted that there was a chair near the window, obviously for Cath to enjoy the view, but there was something a little odd. The chair was near the end of the telescope, which was now pointing down and to the left. While Cath walked around the bed in the darkened room to retrieve her drink, Annie crossed to the telescope and despite a startled noise of protest from behind her, she stuck her eye to the eyepiece and her chin dropped at what she saw.

In the centre of the viewfinder she saw a young blonde woman, dressed similarly to how Annie had been earlier, in a singlet and panties, standing at her kitchen window, peeling potatoes. Annie noted that this woman filled out the singlet quite a bit better than she had, as there was an awful lot of cleavage on show. As Annie watched, a man came up behind her and kissed her on the neck, his hands at her sides but creeping higher with each nuzzle. The young woman slapped his hands away and he disappeared with a smile. Annie was fascinated. She looked up from the eyepiece to where Cath was standing, looking very sheepish.

Cath looked Annie straight in the eye and very matter-of-factly told her that it was just a bit of fun, sounding far more casual and lighthearted than she felt inside, her innards churning at being discovered. She walked over towards Annie, still explaining.

"I get bored and lonely here sometimes, this is just a bit of harmless fun, watching people on the beach, on the bike path...you know...just fun"

"In their windows?" Annie asked.

"Yes...well... you see..."

Annie could hear her trying to explain, trying to justify what she was doing, but Annie wasn't worried, she had been fascinated at what she had seen. She bowed her head to the eyepiece again and watched the young woman peeling the vegetables. Cath went quiet behind her, realizing that Annie showed some interest, and her nerves calmed somewhat. Sidling over next to Annie, she reached down quietly and picked up the binoculars and brought them to bare on the same window that Annie was looking at. Annie sank into the seat, realizing that it was perfectly positioned for doing just this. As they both watched in silence, the man came back and instead of kissing her on the neck again, he cupped her breasts from behind. She leaned back into him a little, enjoying the caress, the man's hands kneading the soft flesh under his hands...and then admonished him silently for slowing up the evening meal, to which he sauntered away with a playful slap on her bottom.

Annie lifted her head to turn to Cath, but saw that she was still watching the window. With Cath's arms up at shoulder height holding the binoculars, Annie could see that the lower half of Cath's robe had parted and there before her was a semi naked pussy, hiding between Cath's larger thighs. Annie's eyes went straight back to the eyepiece in shock. She had never seen another woman's pussy before eight weeks ago, and now she had seen two! She allowed her eyes to gaze back into the darkened area between Cath's thighs once again, and saw a well trimmed 'V' narrowing above where she assumed her lips began. She realised this meant that it was probably shaved below that point. Was this too much information, she wondered? Then she recognised a hint of an aroma, an aroma she had become all too familiar with on her trip across Australia when she had had her face between her friends legs, it was that unmistakable smell of an aroused pussy. Annie looked back through the telescope but her mind was working over time. Was Cath aroused now? Had she interrupted her "doing" something when she had stood at the bedroom door? She let that thought linger nicely a little but was fascinated by the thought of watching someone through the telescope, unknown to the viewed.

"Do you ever see anything...you know...sexy...when you are... you know... looking around?" Enquired Annie, tentatively.

Cath lowered the binoculars and smiled, relieved that this young woman was enquiring about one of the things that Cath enjoyed very much, but she wanted to be careful not to go too far too soon. She pointed down at the window three houses away that they had been looking at.

"They often kiss and caress in the kitchen" she offered.

"Really?.. and you see them?... do they...do anything else" Annie's voice was quiet and conspiratorial.

"Yes" said Cath, relaxing a little at the obvious enjoyment of her...'step-daughter?'

"Well...what?"

"Well... you saw them just now, when he cupped her breasts?" Annie nodded "well, just before you came in, he was kissing them right there at the sink...and before that, she was... playing with his...."

"Playing with his cock?...right there at the window?" Annie asked incredulously.

"Yes...playing with it... and... once or twice they have...done it... right there on the sink, I think she likes it there...perhaps she likes being seen...I don't know."

"Wow..." said Annie, "This is ...cool...is there any other things that you...er.. we... can see?" she asked trying to move the telescope around, hoping to see something without wanting to seem too forward, too interested..

Cath moved next to Annie and pointed to the different places that there had at some point been things to see, but most were now behind closed blinds or curtains, or if not, then deserted with no movement what so ever. Annie kept up a constant stream of questions about what Cath had seen, how long she had been doing this, did Dad know?

" Oh God yes...your father and I sit here some nights and look around, one of us will call to the other if we see anything and we will both take it in turns with the binoculars and the telescope...and then we...never mind" she said, looking down.

Both women blushed, but in the darkness of the room lit only by the ambient light of the street lights along the esplanade, it went unnoticed. Cath kept up a steady stream of answers, becoming more and more explicit at each window as each story was more warmly received then the last. The ice was truly broken and Cath could see that Annie was as intrigued and interested in this as she was, but wondered whether it had the same effect on her as well. Standing, leaning over Annie's shoulder pointing to things, she could smell the young girls perfume, and it was mixed with another scent as well, probably the scent of what she had been doing down in the lawn chair under the tree. From this angle, she could also see down Annie's baggy neck of the t-shirt as the girl leaned forward to the eyepiece, giving her a dim outline of her small breasts in the darkness. Annie too was aware of the closeness of her 'step mother', the top of the satin robe now well open from Cath's many stretched arm movements. Annie could see most of Cath's breasts dangling and swaying close by the side of her head in the light from outside. An image of her kissing her friend Beth's breasts on their journey jumped to mind but she hurried it away.

After an hour of telling erotic tales of things encountered by Cath, Annie was feeling quite excited, yet a little disappointed. She wished she could see the couple down below back at the window again, perhaps after the meal they might wash the dishes...hopefully. They had seen a few shadows on curtains, one or two people walking from room to room, even a man having a cigarette outside and urinating against the fence, but nothing ...illicit, nothing...that they shouldn't have seen.

Annie felt Cath's hand lightly on her shoulder and as she turned towards her she saw that Cath was looking through the binoculars in the direction of the large 4 storey hotel. Annie also saw that the robe had parted all the way down the front and there was an unbroken line of skin from her neck to her toes, save for the belt of the robe still tied at the waist. She saw most of Cath's breasts as the cleavage curved in behind the satin just before the nipples. Cath's hand then pointed toward the direction she wanted Annie to look. 

"Third floor balcony" was all she said, almost in a whisper.

Annie moved the telescope to the hotel and counted up the storeys of the building and travelling along it until she saw a couple kissing on the secluded balcony.

"They just turned the lights out in the room and came out onto the balcony"

"What does that mean?" enquired the younger woman

"It means they don't want the light from inside to shine on them, or to back light them...it might mean they are up to no good!"

Annie's pulse quickened a little at the possibility, and she squirmed a little in the seat trying to get some pressure onto her pussy without Cath knowing; the pulsing and wetness in her pussy the result of the sexier and sexier stories told to her in the last hour. Cath saw the slight movements of Annie's hips in the chair, and thought that perhaps it had the same effect after all.




Annie's Story Ch. 02



They watched the young couple across the darkened sky, they too were only lit by the dull street lights, assuming that three stories up, no one would see them. The woman looked up and pointed higher up the hill, but the man obviously said that they were unseen, and she just shrugged. The man stood behind her as they looked out into the night overlooking the Indian Ocean. Their hair was blowing gently in a cooling off shore breeze. Cath slid her bedroom window open allowing the cooler night air to wash into the room.

"That's better" said Annie, "I'm getting quite hot in here" She blushed, realizing what she had said and before she could say anything to correct herself, Cathy looked down at her.

" You look a little flushed...but the view is better without a pane of glass between us" she smiled wickedly, wondering if Annie was hot, or just bothered.

They both looked intently back at their ...their what...prey? thought Annie, there object of arousal? Both were intent on drinking in the sight before them. The man reached around and undid the buttons of the girl's sleeveless shirt and exposed her breasts to the night air. A small sound came from within Cath, it had escaped, and Annie had heard it. Annie could see through the telescope that the woman's nipples had firmed to the touch, or perhaps because of the cool air. She was reaching back for the man's penis behind her, but then turned and stripped his t shirt over his head and slipped from her own shirt, leaving them naked from the waist up, her breasts pressed into his bare chest, their hands moving over each other's back and their kisses so deep and intense.

"Passion...mmmm" whispered Cath

"Yes... wow.." added Annie, feeling that familiar tingle inside her and travelling down between her legs. She had never watch anyone before, it was very exciting.

They watched as the couple kissed each other and fingers trailed all around. The girl was sliding her panties down past her knees and with her legs partially bent, she grabbed the man's shorts with her teeth and pulled them down so she was kneeling. His hardening cock sprung out almost hitting the girl in the face. They were both laughing. Annie heard Cath take a couple of deep breaths. 

"Nothing to be sneezed at!" noted Annie, using one of Beth's phrases.

"Mmmm... yes" said Cath, "Oh my God...is she going to...?.. yes...she is.."

They both watched transfixed as the girl looked up into the man's eyes and slowly licked under his hardened member and slipped her mouth down over the top, taking most of it in her mouth slowly at first, then raising and lowering her head. The man leaned back, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the wonderful sensation.

"Damn... it IS getting warm in here...and the window's already open!" offered Cath, her voice a little husky and moving from foot to foot.

"I know what you mean "croaked Annie, her hips wiggling in the chair at the erotic sight before them, not to mention sharing it with someone standing so close, and partially naked.

Cath's hands were shaking a little, holding the binoculars, Annie could see that Cath's robe was almost completely open now, half the large brown nipple visible on each breast. She could also see her squirming while watching the couple in this intimate moment. Cath moved around the bed and fetched another chair, but instead of sitting normally, she turned the chair around and straddled it so she could rest her elbows on the high back of the chair, thus supporting the binoculars. Annie looked at her.

"Arms are getting tired" Cath replied to the unasked question. " ..and I cant keep the things steady, so I need the support for my arms... that way I wont miss anything" she smiled at Annie, then put her eyes back to the binoculars aimed at the action. Annie took a couple of extra seconds to return to her view, instead looking at the way the robe had flowed open as Cath sat on the chair, legs straddled either side of the chair, and for the first time, she could make out Cath's pussy lips in the ambient light available. They were bare below the small triangle of dark hair that finished at the top of her lips...and they were open! Annie thought that this was probably normal with her legs so far apart as they were, but why were they so shiny?... was she really that wet and aroused? Annie looked down at her panties underneath the t-shirt and sure enough, there was a fresh wet patch there. It struck her that if she was aroused, then it was most probably true that Cath was aroused too.

Annie looked back in time to see the young man push the girl away, breathing hard.

"Oh..." said Cath, a little disappointed, "I thought he was going to cum in her mouth...mmm... this is quite sexy isn't it?" she asked, not looking away.

"Uh Huh" is all Annie could muster, the throbbing in her loins increasing.

Annie put one hand on the seat and squeezed her thighs around it, pressing her forearm into her pussy to help alleviate the tension, and give some meagre pleasure. She didn't realise that she was grinding herself a little against her arm, which Cath had registered. Cath was watching the couple now standing and kissing again, completely naked, completely oblivious to two horny women watching them. Cath wished that Annie wasn't in the room right now so she could touch herself, or wished that they had known each other longer so she felt comfortable doing it front of her, Annie was after all as turned on as she was.

The couple ceased there passionate tongue kissing and the man turned the woman around and placed her hands on the railing, pulling her bottom back towards him. She parted her legs and allowed him to position himself behind her and slide his engorged cock into her from behind. It looked like the girl let out a moan that went unheard, but each of the watchers let out one in place of it. They both looked at each other, smiled nervously in silent acknowledgement that each was very aroused right now and looked back at what was occurring in front of them. One of Cath's hands slowly made its way down from the binoculars to her pussy, while Annie was entranced by the sexy erotic show before them. Cath's fingers touched her pussy and she was amazed at how wet it was, there was a lot of wetness on the wooden chair that had leaked from within her with excitement. She bit her bottom lip to stifle any further noises and gently stroked her fingers up and down her swollen, exposed, dripping wet pussy.

Annie was aware of movement next to her, and as horny as she was, she didn't want to look over and see what was actually happening. It was arousing thinking that something might be happening next to her, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the couple who were now into their rhythm. The girl reached her hand back between her legs as her lover pounded into her, she was obviously assisting, caressing herself. The man pumped hard against her from behind, the girls breasts lunging back and forth with each thrust. Annie's breathing was quite deep as she watched, her desire building, but she wasn't sure she could ever do anything in front of her 'step mother' could she? Was her 'step mother' doing something then and there? It seemed like it. The thought of it was very sexy, but perhaps she didn't know her well enough. Just as she was about to look and see, the girl on the balcony shuddered and arched her back, followed a few seconds later by the unmistakable thrusts of the man as he came inside her.

"Wow..." said Annie, her voice husky and deep from the arousal she felt. Cath stopped caressing her pussy and sneaked her hand back up to the binoculars.

" That didn't take them long" Cath said in awe, her voice also husky and her breathing a little short. And it was probably a good thing they were quick, she thought, because she had been fast approaching a point where she would have to stop or cum.

Annie turned to look at her, and even in the dim light from outside, she thought Cath's face looked very flushed and her breathing heavy, evidenced by her large breasts heaving up and down. Cath met Annie's gaze, and made no attempt to cover herself. The robe was hanging straight down at her sides, both very large breasts visible in the dim light, their large brown nipples now puckered and erect. Annie unconsciously looked down at her own breasts and saw that her nipples too were pressing at the t shirt material. When she looked back at Cath, she saw that she too had been looking at Annie's nipples. The two women let there eyes look up and down each other, Cath not shy at all now as Annie's eyes took in the curves, the large breasts, the open swollen pussy lips and the glistening from the wet folds within. She even saw Cath's fingers shining in the light and knew she must have been touching herself. Cath saw where Annie's eyes were looking and self-consciously moved them.

Annie spoke first and broke the spell, speaking in soft low non threatening tones.

"Earlier today... were you...you know...up here... watching me?

Cath looked down at the floor, and if it had been light, Annie would have seen Cath blush. She took a deep breath, her huge breasts rising and falling, and decided that after what they had witnessed, that the truth was probably the best course of action.

"Yes... I was... I am sorry... but you were just there. I thought you were asleep when I walked past the patio doors, but from up here, you were..." she looked away.

Annie was embarrassed, but reached out her hand and squeezed Cath's.

"It's OK, I'm not mad at you. I was a little shocked at first thinking you might have seen me... but sitting here watching those two just now, I realised how hard it is not to look... "

"Yeah... it is...hard.."

"I got very aroused watching them...is it always like that...sexy I mean?" Annie heard herself ask.

"It is for me" Cath admitted "All the time, everytime."

"That goes for when you were watching me this morning too does it?" 

Cath brought both hands to her face.

"It's Ok..." Annie soothed, "... like I said, I'm not mad at you... and it doesn't matter anyway, I did what I did, and you did what you did...er... I didn't mean that you did anything...did you?"

Cath nodded through her hands, and then laughed "Nothing really happened though, I knocked the Telescope over and startled you before...before... well... you know...lets say I had to make a dash for the shower." She smiled.

Annie looked her in the eyes.

"I'm really not upset, I was just sitting here watching those two, and it was a real turn-on, so I understand, but I couldn't help feeling..." it was Annie's turn to look down at the carpet, "...what it would be like to be on the other end of the telescope but KNOWING you were being watched... I think that would be more of a turn on... what do you think?"

Cath just stared at the young girl before her, amazed at how forthright that statement had been. Annie broke her gaze.

"You wont tell Dad about ...this...will you?"

"Your secret is safe with me"" Cath replied.

"Speaking of secrets..."Annie looked her back in the eye again, " ...who is Snugglepot?"

Cath laughed, and reddened slightly. 

"Where did you hear that?" she asked.

Annie reddened a little herself and explained about seeing it on the screen the day she rang.

"That's your father, and I am Cuddlepie" she said laughing, "He takes his laptop with him when he goes north and we chat to each other some nights...it breaks the time away... We had both read and loved May Gibb's literature as kids so the nicknames were obvious"

"Oh..OK..." Annie said, a little embarrassed.

"I think we should get our selves dressed and go out and get us a meal" Cath said to break the awkwardness. Annie was suddenly aware of the emptiness in her stomach and the dizziness that she had put down to horniness was still present, so she agreed. Cath got up and closed the curtains before turning the light on. As Annie went to leave, she was a little embarrassed to see a damp spot on the chair she had been sitting on especially when Cath saw what she was looking at, but felt better when Cath told her not to worry about out it, indicating the really big wet patch on hers.

Annie felt a lot closer to Cath now, and their meal went smoothly with lots of chatter and laughter, and a few drinks to boot. They were both being eyed by two young men at the hotel where they ate. Annie had spoken to the tall thin young man a few times before, his name was Dave, and she had turned down his suggestions of a walk on the beach, but perhaps it was his persistence or maybe as a result of a combination of alcohol, unfulfilled horniness, and Cath's urgings, she accepted a "walk on the beach, nothing else" for the following day. Cath had turned down a similar proposal from his friend by waving her wedding ring at him and smiling, which she was sure wouldn't have worried the man at all.

The following day, she donned her yellow sun dress with thin shoulder straps and buttons down the front, for her walk on the beach, and at the allotted time she meandered down to the bike path to find Dave sitting on the low wall staring out at a large freighter slowing to enter the port. He whistled when he saw her, and she flushed a little as she walked towards him smiling. He wasn't pushy at all, and they walked along the bike path for a long time, talking freely, laughing. He laughed at her jokes, smiled at her smile, and listened intently to all she had to say. She couldn't help feeling that they grew them differently over here in the West. They walked down onto the sand, Annie removing her strapped sandals and they walked along the damp sand at the water's edge, allowing the cold water of the Indian Ocean wash over her feet as they walked and talked. 

A rocky outcrop loomed in front of them and they climbed up a few of the larger boulders and sat atop one, looking back along the wide expanse of the bay, the sun glittering off the water as the afternoon drew on and the sun made its unchangeable arc towards its watery bed. There they sat and talked a while before getting up to head back the way they had come. Dave held his hand out for hers to help her jump from the last rock, and just didn't let it go once she was on the sand. Annie felt comforted and safe next to him, and smiled nicely, as she listened to him talk about many things, their hands clasped and swinging as they walked. Their footsteps lead them back along the beach and back to her father's house. 

She offered him a cool drink and they sat outside on the outdoor setting allowing the drink to cool them down. The conversation had altered a little, perhaps it was being on familiar ground, for her anyway, or perhaps it was because the 'walk' was over, and this was something else. She looked up towards the window to Cath's room, but wasn't sure if she was there, although the curtains were partially opened. Her car had been in the driveway, but there had been no answer when she had called out on their arrival. Annie wondered if perhaps she was sleeping.

She and Dave talked about family and friends, loved ones, and then it turned to ex-loved ones, and despite the slight awkwardness, they shared many of the same difficulties with past lovers. After one particularly ghastly story from Dave, she threw her head back and let out a loud laugh. As she brought her head back down, her eyes flitted over the window above and she was sure she saw the curtain move just a fraction. Annie knew Cath was there, looking down at them. While Dave talked, Annie's mind cast its way back to last night as her and Cath had both watched the couple making love on the balcony across the way, and she felt a little flutter in the pit of her stomach. Dave was describing some large structure and was looking up and away, his arms forming a shape above him. Annie looked up, stared at the window and mouthed "Are you there?"

Cath moved from the shadows and stepped closer to the window, looking down on the couple below. Annie saw that she was wearing her father's robe again, she had said that she wore it while he was away because it has his scent on it, which Annie found very cute, but it also meant that Cath was totally naked underneath it. Cath stepped back out of the sunlight and disappeared but Annie knew she would still be watching.

Dave looked at her, she returned his gaze, conversation stopped as there eyes met. She leaned towards him and kissed him softly. In the back of her mind she wondered if she should dare do more. The thought of even kissing Dave never mind doing anything else with Cath watching was very exciting, not to mention the images she had in her head of what might be going on behind the window above. Dave returned her kisses softly and gently and then as it continued they gathered momentum. The large double reclining divan was close by, and Annie took him to it and they reclined next to each other. It faced the back of the house and was shielded from sight all around, the lateness of the afternoon casting a long shadow across the yard, but bright sunlight onto the upper part of the house.

As Dave leaned in to kiss her again, his tongue parted Annie's lips and sparked off that tingling from her lips down to her groin. He was partially leaning over her to kiss her. She could feel a small area of pressure against the side of her leg where is penis would be, and knew he was enjoying himself. She opened one eye and looked back up to the window to find Cath standing closer to the glass, her feet a distance apart and one shoulder of the robe hanging down. It was an intense stare down at them. Annie stopped kissing Dave and drew him to her in a hug. She smiled up at Cath and gave her an almost imperceptible nod. Cath's face lit up with recognition.

Annie felt very bold, very excited at the prospect of what might happen out here in the open, being watched from above, but she was very nervous. She tried to put it aside and concentrate on enjoying the man in front of her, and thrilling herself at showing him off to Cath, knowing that she would be getting turned on upstairs. Just wait until she told Beth about it, she would be so jealous...or maybe...a little turned on...perhaps they could swap stories on the phone, that might be... nice. 

Annie reached forward to Dave's shirt, slowly unbuttoning it while she stared into his eyes. He took her cue and proceeded to undo first one, then a second of her buttons, revealing bare skin beneath. She pulled his shirt off him as he laid almost on top of her with one leg between hers on the divan. He continued to unbutton the sun dress and open it. He made a lovely noise of appreciation when he uncovered one of her breasts.

Cath looked down and saw the buttons coming undone, her own breath coming a little faster with the excitement. She knew that Annie was aware she was being watched but was going ahead anyway. This caused Cath's juices to start flowing as she watched the young man stroke his fingers over Annie's nipple and lower his head to kiss it. She picked up the binoculars and focused on Annie's nipple and was amazed to see the breast sitting up proud, and on the end, the areola puffy, rising from the breast with a stiffening nipple atop that. It was wonderful. She watched as the man's tongue circled around it, then went in search of the other one, leaving the first in the cool air and in full glorious view of her binoculars.

Cath released the tie around her robe and it fell open at the front. One hand went to her large brown nipple and started gently rubbing and twisting it, sending messages down to her already moistening pussy. Looking down, she could see Annie enjoying the attention, but Annie was also looking up to where Cath was, searchingly. Cath stepped forward towards the glass and was rewarded with a smile and a mouthed 'wow' from below as she continued to caress her own nipple for Annie to see.




Annie's Story Ch. 03



As a separate story, you don't need to read parts one and two, but it might help with character development. Please enjoy

jack_ffrost

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Annie stood at the window in her one piece swimsuit, the heavy ten-power binoculars in her hands as she slowly swept along the beach with her eyes. This had become her decision making process as to whether she would go to the beach for a swim or just get into the pool that was one storey below her in her father's back yard. She peered up and down the beach trying to decide if it was quiet enough to put up with the flies, the noise and the blowing sand, not to mention the elbowing in the water or the beach as she sun bathed or even swam between the life saver's flags when it was busy. 

She had been in Western Australia for about 12 weeks now, after a torrid journey across the country with a complete stranger called Beth. Beth had turned into a firm friend; perhaps partner in 'crime' might have been a better term, she thought. The field glasses that she held were also a new thing for her after being introduced to them by her 'evil' step mother. She had discovered the joys of watching and being watched. She smiled to herself, still scanning the beach which was only three, maybe four houses away down the hill that the house was built on. Here she was, she thought to herself, a mere 18 years old, thin with small breasts, not unlike when she was 16, and what a ride the last 12 weeks had been.

Annie shook her head at the images in her mind from the last three months. Before leaving Melbourne, she had thought herself very 'cosmopolitan' and 'with it' if somewhat inexperienced in sex, although she was not a virgin. Yet a mere 12 weeks further on, she realised how naive she had been. Prior to the last three months, she had never even seen another woman's breasts or pussy, and here she was having seen two separate lots, exposed herself in public, twice, and had her hands and face in places that she had never dreamed of! She felt her face redden at those thoughts, but a movement in the bottom corner of the binoculars caught her eye.

She had stood in this very spot in her step mother's bedroom one night with them sharing the binoculars and the telescope. They had also shared a very sexy encounter watching in the night outside the window. They had tried again a few times in the following few weeks to no avail, but there was still that excitement and arousal at the possibility of seeing something sexual and illicit. She was keen to see anything that might give her that new found thrill of watching someone, hopefully baring some skin or touching some loved one sexually. Was she addicted to this in such a short period of time, she asked herself? Was she now a pervert? She shrugged that thought away and another smile crossed her face; she didn't care. She moved the binoculars down and to the right to see what had made the movement. 

It took a few sweeps across the small number of houses in that section of the hill, looking at all the closed windows. A small movement at a window attracted her gaze. She refocused, trying to stare past the reflections in the windows, until someone stepped closer to the glass. It took a few seconds for Annie to register...that someone was staring almost right back at her with binoculars of their own. Annie almost squealed and jumped back from the window to avoid being seen, her heart pounding. She wasn't sure why she had done that, after all, wasn't she just looking out at the scenery, she asked herself? She cursed herself for jumping back, whoever might have caught her looking might now surely think that she was guilty. She quickly looked down at herself, her large A-cup breasts rising and falling, their nipples protruding through the lycra and she thought how lucky that she had donned her swimsuit and had not come to the window naked as she had intended to; as she often did!

Her heart was still beating loudly and she wondered who it was that was looking out of their window like she was. She wondered whether this person was male or female. How old might they be? How long or how often had they looked up at her as she stood at the window regularly in all states of undress. She cursed herself again for jumping back out of the way and not staying to see who or what was on the other end of those binoculars. Amongst the shock and the fear of almost getting caught, she was surprised to find that excited little spark in the depth of her thighs that she had felt when her Stepmother, Cath, had been looking down at her a few weeks ago as Annie had made love to the young man she had brought home.

She squealed and jumped again as the phone rang beside her, breaking the silence of the house.

"H..h..hello?" she answered a little breathlessly.

"Are you playing with your pussy again?" she heard her friend Beth ask in fun.

"No...no...I...I..."

"The lady protesteth too much, me thinks..." Beth came back quickly, quoting Shakespeare at the younger woman.

"No...no...I...I..."

"Now you're repeating yourself!" she chided again in fun, "...but hey... I've got a hot guy waiting for me so I have to be quick. Do you have another room at the inn? I have next week off and seeing as it's my birthday I thought I might come and visit for a couple of days...if that's ok with you?" Beth's voice sounded just a little less authoritative on the last bit Annie thought.

"Yeah...sure...no problems!" she replied excitedly. "We have two spare bedrooms downstairs or you could bunk in my room..." she added without thinking and then blushed at what she had just said. "I meant...we...can...you know... put the trundle...the...er...roll-away... in my room, there's lots of ...of room...it's a big room..." she rattled on unnerved. Beth laughed along the phone line, enjoying Annie's discomfort.

"That's ok, Annie, I know what you meant... I'm just a bit disappointed that I can't sleep in that big bed of yours with you!" she said in mock disappointment, teasing Annie.

"Oh..YOU!..." Annie came back in mock anger. They both laughed and eased the moment, but Annie wondered if Beth was serious or not, She wondered also if Beth was replaying images from the last time they were on a bed together, as Annie was now doing.

"Look, I'll call you tomorrow night and we can work out the details, gotta run...ciao you..."

"Ok.." Annie said, then lowered her voice as if to not let anyone hear her, "..good...coz I have a few things I need to tell you."

"Oooo...sounds mysterious!"

They made their goodbyes and hung up. Annie walked to her room, thinking about what she had to tell Beth, excited that she could talk to her finally after a few weeks of not hearing from her at all, and she was very excited about her coming to stay for a few days. She thought she had best check with Cath to see if it would be ok first having already told Beth that it was! She walked nonchalantly passed the large window deep in thought, oblivious to the pair of binoculars that were trained onto the window from below, watching as she walked by it.

The watcher, having had a lovely view of a lithe body in a skin hugging lycra swimsuit for a minute or two, smiled, and looked on for a few more minutes until it was certain that this thin lovely woman up on the hill wasn't coming back, and then continued to sweep the rest of the houses with the binoculars in hope of finding someone else to help quicken the heart.

Annie grabbed her towel and headed for the beach, the soft gauze of her sarong tied around her chest. Laid on the beach on her towel and sarong, she oiled her skin and laid back to absorb the morning rays to warm her through, before the real heat of the day came and made it unbearable. She closed her eyes to the sun, the pink light outside, shone through her eyelids making everything warm, everything right, safe and relaxing. The beach wasn't too crowded, and she was able to relax further into the sand. Her mind drifted to Beth's arrival and the bunk bed she would sleep on.... or not, her mind said. She cast that from her mind, and the warm sleepiness of relaxing in the sun, allowed her mind to go off on its own without worrying about the here and now.

Warm sleepy images filled her mind, the long beach, the tall figures, running on the sand, diving into the water, playing games, running around, all naked, playing with each other's genitals. Beth's hand was on Annie's pussy, telling her it was alright to make her sleep downstairs. Cath's hand was also on her pussy telling her it was ok to touch each other while they watched someone having sex. Dave, the man she hadn't heard from since that previous encounter by the pool, was then touching her pussy, but the thing arousing her most was an unknown person reaching out from behind a pair of really big binoculars aimed straight at her pussy. Then all of those people were between her legs at once, their hands pulling and tugging, sliding in and out, fingers taking her pussy juices down and back, sliding fingers into her ass. Fingers explored her pussy while others pulled on her lips. A small pair of fingers pulled and tweaked her clit as the wonderful warm feelings spread to her outer extremities. Faces appeared before her, their hands doing wonderful unspeakable things to her, and the binoculars stared on, taking it all in. Men appeared above her, all naked, stroking there erect cocks, grunting as they got close to spurting all over her. She could see their hands pumping in frenzy. She could also see all the hands at her pussy, she could see her naked breasts heaving and arching up to catch every bit of cum that was threatening to spray all over her face, her neck and her chest. The sun darkened in front of her eyes and amidst all the cocks and hands and binoculars that were urging her on to orgasm she heard a small soft voice far away saying...

"Miss...Miss...are you alright?...Miss?"

She sat up straight on the sand, suddenly wide awake, amazed at how heavy her breathing was. Silhouetted before her on the beach was a girl of about 16, Annie thought, who was looking intently down at her. Annie looked around, and a few people that were near her on the beach were staring at her too.

"Are you alright Miss? You were making a lot of noise."

"I was...er... dreaming...having a bad dream...sorry... thanks... for asking." She said loudly for all to hear and smiled a feigned smile at the girl. It was all Annie could come up with as her brain watched the foggy erotic images in her head blow away in the light sea breeze. It hadn't been all that much of a lie had it? She had been dreaming after all, it was the waking up like that, that was the nightmare she thought! She saw the girl look straight down between her legs before turning and walking away. Annie sat and watched the girl walk away, making sure she was far enough away before wrapping the sarong around herself, and allowing her eyes to look between her own legs where the young girl had just blatantly been looking. To her great embarrassment she saw that not only was the swimsuit conforming to every contour of her lips, but there was a much darker visible wet patch that made the material cling even more, leaving nothing to the imagination. To top it off, her nipples were aching and very hard and the two tiers of her nipples were very visible in this usually discrete swimsuit. She stood up quickly, pulling at the leg of the swimsuit before dropping the sarong and running as casually as possible towards the water, despite the urge to sprint and dive under the waves and never come back up again!

The coolness of the water felt good on her skin, yet it didn't seem to cool the heat she felt between her thighs, nor the redness in her cheeks, as she relived some of those dreamed images again in her mind. The breasts, the hard cocks ready to spurt, the binoculars, and all those hands between her thighs put her mind into a turmoil, erotically pleasing, but turmoil just the same. She swam hard parallel to the beach to try and remove the images, and when she stepped from the water she was tired and breathless, and she thought at least the whole of the swimsuit was wet now, not just a tell-tale part of it.

Back home she headed quickly for the shower to wash away the salt from her body and hopefully the embarrassment from her mind. She peeled the still wet swimsuit from her body like a layer of skin, the damp material clinging as it was removed. Her breasts with their puffy erect nipples leapt forward at the release from the pressing damp material. The scent of the salty ocean filled her nostrils and the puzzling images of her dream and the ensuing embarrassment on the beach filled her mind. She rinsed the swimsuit as she stood under the warm stream of water but the water didn't wash away the very erotic images as she had hoped.

As her soapy hands washed her body, her mind replayed those images in her head once more; images of hands all over her, many hands, in many places and cocks, erect cocks aimed at her. These erotic images puzzled her, but her soapy slippery hands found her nipples and her pussy as she thought of them. Oblivious to the turmoil the images caused, her body was reacting to the rawness of them, the complete exhibitionism of them, right there on the beach surrounded by strangers. One of her fingers found her clit and her other hand found a nipple that she caressed and gently squeezed as she imagined the men standing around her, getting closer and closer to orgasm, grunting in expectation as they got closer to spurting all over her. She too found herself getting closer and closer, all confusion gone now, replaced with a tidal wave of pleasure unlike any she had experienced while touching herself before. Her breath was harder and small noises emanated from her throat in the shower as the noises from the men in her mind got close to their climax. She got close to her own only seconds away, the slipperiness of her fingers on her clit made more so by the fluid emanating from her pussy onto her hand.

As the orgasm threatened she was suddenly filled with the image of the binoculars looking at her in her dream, and was puzzled by them. On the brink of orgasm she stopped rubbing her clit, her breathing still hard as the sensations slightly ebbed. She was still incredibly aroused and wanting to cum, but she couldn't get away from the puzzling image of the binoculars in her dream. It confused her and aroused her at the same time. She remembered being watched earlier that morning as she had surveyed the shore line, and had an idea.

She wrapped herself in a towel and took another one for her hair, and made her way to her Father's large bedroom window where the binoculars and the telescope were. Her heart beat loudly in her ears as she stood at the window, close to the glass in the sunlight and proceeded to dry her hair. The throbbing between her legs was echoed by the beat of her heart in her chest. She felt the towel around her body starting to loosen as she continued, wondering if she was being watched, and wondering if someone was gazing up at her as they had been this morning, hoping they were. How could she find out if they were watching? Were they getting turned on as much as she had been while watching someone else? Were they wishing the towel to fall to the ground? Would she be brave enough to let it fall? Would she let herself stand their without a stitch of clothing on, visible to everyone, or to one unknown watcher in particular? 

With each daring thought, the pleasure in her loins deepened. She felt the towel starting to slip, slowly at first, then fall completely away to the floor. She paused a second letting it hit the floor. She stood there, completely naked at the glass, frozen in delight and shock that she had actually let it happen. Her nipples were rock hard with excitement, and the throbbing between her thighs that had started in the shower, now intensified. She slowly picked up the towel and walked naked from the window, her heart beating hard in her chest, but she now wanted to know if she was being watched.

Out of sight from the window, she slowly pulled the telescope towards her away from the glass and tried to position it so she could see without being seen herself. In the shade of the room, she was pretty sure she could look through it without being seen. She trailed the viewfinder up and down the houses where she thought the watcher had been but couldn't find it. Minutes passed as she tried to find the window and her heart was sinking fast until she sailed past one window and caught movement again. There in the telescope's eyepiece was the telltale circles of a pair of binoculars looking straight back at her. She instinctively jumped back in fright again, but shaking her head, looked again, sure that she couldn't be seen, and tried to see just who was looking back at her.

The watcher below had seen the display and the familiar quickening of the pulse and the arousal in the stomach had begun. With avid attention the watcher focused on the window of the sexy young woman, and marvelled at the slim frame, the small round breasts and the curve of her bottom that had been put on view as she had bent to retrieve the towel. The watcher hoped that the woman would come back to the window and a heart fluttered as the naked skin was revealed. This is what made all the sitting by the window worthwhile.

A small thrill went through Annie as she realised that whoever was watching must have seen her drop her towel, and she avidly went back to the eyepiece, her mind running off with itself with delight. While it was arousing that she had been watched, she now wanted to know even more who was watching her, and gazed down through the lens. She could only see the circles of light from the lenses, her voyeur blocked from sight by reflection of light on the glass and a thin gauze curtain material at their window.

Minutes passed as Annie looked, even strained to get a glimpse of her watcher, but after a minute or two, she saw the binoculars move away from the window as if bored. She did see them flick back regularly as Annie watched, and a small thrill kept the throb in her pussy alive as she watched the person that had been watching her. The desire to see this person seemed to question her common sense as she tried to fathom a way of drawing this person out. Dare she walk down and knock on the door? No, she could never be that bold. Perhaps she could sit outside the house and see who came and went? No again she thought, she would need to sit in a car or something to be out of site. What would Beth do, she pondered? Annie knew that Beth would think that a more erotic attempt would be more interesting.

She jumped to her feet and ran to her room and donned her panties and her robe and came back to the other bedroom. She picked up her towel, took a deep breath and stepped up close to the window in the sunlight and began to dry her hair again. In an instant, the watcher below saw movement and lowered the binoculars from where they were and looked straight up at the window, getting bearings before bringing the binoculars back up to see the slim sexy young woman fill the lenses. The watcher saw the robe hanging open and half of one smooth silky white breast jiggling slightly with the movement of the woman's arms as she dried her hair. Half a breast, half exposed was very erotic and pleased the watcher and the familiar sensations made themselves known, leading the watcher to what would eventually happen, masturbation behind the curtain, watching someone, and especially someone as beautiful and sexy as the new woman at the house. The watcher had often seen an older woman at this particular window, and had seen the odd glimpse of something, and while all things like this were very sexy, this new younger one was much more appealing and if truth be told, much more arousing.




Annie's Story Ch. 03



Annie casually stepped back out of view and ran to the telescope to see if the binoculars had seen her and she was rewarded with a steady gaze, but she could see no more than she had seen before. Annie stepped back to the window and the familiar sexual tingle started lower in her stomach as she eased the robe back off her shoulders and dried her neck, pretending that her chest needed more drying. She dried both breasts, making sure that each one was visible for at least a few seconds. Without any further coaxing from Annie, her nipples hardened by themselves and she felt that certain shiver go through her as her arousal rose. Annie stepped back again and went to the telescope, her mind awash with questions. Why was this so arousing? Who was looking at her? What was he like? Dare she do any more than she was doing? What if it was some wrinkly old pervert?

Annie abandoned those thoughts, caught up in the desire, the excitement and stepped up to the window again with a brush and began brushing her hair as she appeared to be looking out to the ocean. She stood quite close to the glass, the warm sunlight on her body, her heart racing within her chest belying the calm outer exterior. The watcher saw the sexy young woman step back to the window, watched as her arms rose to brush her hair, watched as the robe came completely open revealing both large pink nipples erect in the sunlight. A hand went to the watcher's groin and it squeezed the area in expectation and arousal, the eyes glued to the binoculars, to the view taking place in a window up the hill.

Annie felt the heat between her thighs and could tell there was still a lot of wetness there, as she retreated once more to sneak a look through the telescope, but again could not make out who was looking. The arousal in her thighs was making itself known with a dull ache as her pussy and her clit cried out for some attention. It was made worse by her closeness to orgasm in the shower before. Her arousal made her more daring. She stepped back to the window with her brush and brushed it more vigorously with her arms in the air, making her breasts jiggle more, completely on show. She was sure there was a good show on offer to anyone who might be looking. That thought made her shiver. The fact that there might be more than just the one watcher hadn't occurred to her before now and she clenched her thighs together, feeling the wetness and the slipperyness. As casually as she could, Annie looked down at one of her nipples as if seeing something on it for the first time. Far more casually than she felt, she touched it. It ached to be touched, and she complied. Annie pulled at it slightly, twisted it, making her bite her bottom lip. She slipped out of sight again and went back to the telescope to look.

The watcher couldn't believe what was happening up in the sunlit window. There stood the woman in a wide open robe and she was touching one of her nipples. The biting of the bottom lip was obviously a sign that it wasn't just a casual touch wasn't it? The watcher lowered the binoculars in disbelief and looked unaided up towards the window before looking back through them again. That's when Annie got to see her watcher. Annie saw the face for a few seconds before the binoculars came back up, and her jaw dropped.

"Oh My God!!!" Annie said out loud, "...it's a girl!" 

She recognised the face but couldn't place it. Perhaps she had seen her around the streets, perhaps at the hotel. No, she thought, this girl was too young to be going to the hotels, perhaps at the corner shop. Annie tried hard to remember where she had seen this girl before, then it struck her.

"Oh My God!!!" Annie said out loud again in realization. This was the girl from the beach. The young girl that had interrupted her dream! The one that had woken her up from her erotic dream! The one that had stood there and stared between her legs! Annie now wondered how long the girl had stood there. She also wondered, given that here she was looking through binoculars, avidly staring at her again, how long she had watched her on the sand as she slept. Had the girl been watching her and listening to her and only said something fearing she would be discovered if Annie woke up?

Annie's mind was spinning trying to take it all in. It was the young girl at the beach that looked about 16! At least it wasn't a crusty wrinkly old man, she thought, but it puzzled her that even though she had had no idea up until a minute ago who was watching, she was still turned on doing what she had been doing without knowing. Now what was she to do she wondered? Ignore her? Make friends? Keep putting on a show? It was arousing to be doing things overtly in the window, and it was a lot sexier doing it knowing you were being watched, but wasn't this girl too young to be getting any sexual gratification from? Annie thought that she herself had been very mature at sixteen, but still, she was losing the interest in performing for someone so young. 'So-young' she heard herself say. Here was a girl that could only be a couple of years younger than herself and she was calling her 'young'!

Annie thought perhaps if she showed this young girl that she was aware of her existence, she might stop using the binoculars. Yes, that might work, she told herself, but she was a little unsure how to do it. Annie stepped to the window with her robe almost closed at the front and picked up Cath's binoculars. She looked out to the Indian Ocean through them, knowing that movement at this window would attract the attention of the young girl below. She swept along the beach until she was facing towards the house, knowing that the young female watcher would be looking at the thin line of bare skin from Annie's neck to her panties. Annie quickly lowered the binoculars straight at the window, staring into the lenses of the watcher below.... and waved.

The young female had been squeezing her mound through her shorts with one hand, giving in to the urgings that were pressing there. She recalled the images of the woman touching her breast that she had just seen through the window and replayed them in her head, adding the sounds this woman had made at the beach. She had been sure that the dreaming woman was obviously having a sexy dream as the noises she made reminded her of herself as she masturbated. She caught sight of the woman again in the window and when she saw the wave, she darted back out of view, frightened, confused, not knowing what to do. It was one thing to watch people secretly, doing things, but to be caught watching was something else. But why had she waved? If she was mad about it, why wave? Why not shake a fist or come around and bang on the door or call the Police, but wave?

The young girl went back to the window, and removed the veil of lace against the window and looked up to the woman in the window with the binoculars and hesitantly returned the wave, unsure of what might come from this. Annie lowered her binoculars and smiled, returning the wave again. Annie stepped back from the window and went to Cath's desk, searching for a piece of paper and a marker. Back at the window she stood close to the glass and looked down at the young girl and held the sign she had just made: "Annie"

The young girl below was a little taken aback when she saw what was obviously the woman's name. She wasn't sure how to react. It was obvious that she would either have to stop coming to the window or take this a little further to see what transpired. She made her own little sign and stepped close to the window with it. "Gayle"

Annie smiled, as weird as it seemed, it was fun to be communicating with a stranger this way. She quickly turned her paper over and scribbled a message on the other side. Gayle looked up at Annie, wondering what she was writing and was puzzled by what she saw; "691"

This made no sense to Gayle who drew a big question mark on another sheet of paper and held it to the window. It wasn't until Annie saw the question mark that she realised she had her paper upside down and laughed as she corrected it. They both saw each other laughing as Annie righted her message, and a certain tension was broken. The '691' had been '16?' up the wrong way. Gayle responded simply with a smile and a new message "18". Annie looked a little disbelieving until she remembered what she herself had been like a year ago, often mistaken for a sixteen year old, and she hated it, and here she was doing the same thing to another. But she did let out a breath of relief, feeling much better about having strutted her stuff in front of someone of legal age.

Unsure of where to go from here, Annie waved goodbye to Gayle and stepped away from the window. She went to her room and dressed, then headed down stairs to get something to eat. All the while that she ate her sandwiches, she thought about her new 'friend' and where, if anywhere, it might lead. In a house not too far away, another young lass pondered the same question but went off to her bedroom to relieve the throbbing that was between her thighs.

Annie spent most of the afternoon out by the pool reading another Tom Clancy book, but couldn't keep her mind off her new 'friend'. Finally the heat of the day drove her inside with the intent of going for a swim in the pool, but passing the bedroom with the telescope and binoculars, she was drawn towards the window to see if 'anything' was happening. Annie brought the binoculars to bear on the window, the afternoon sun such that it shone onto the sides of both houses, one west facing, one north facing. Sure enough, Annie saw the telltale angle of the curtain below and the reflection off the circles of glass.

Annie waited for them to turn toward her and smiled and waved. She stepped closer to the glass so she was standing in the sun. She was rewarded with Gayle's lace curtains being completely opened and her standing in the sun also. They looked at each other for what seem like ages, both unsure what to do, both awkward. Annie waved and smiled again, followed by the same response from below. Annie tried to wrack her brain to remember just what this girl looked like from the beach, unable to get a clear view in her head. They were only about 70-80 yards apart, and Annie could clearly see the pink blouse and blue denim shorts that Gayle was wearing but she couldn't make out any shape.

Gayle looked up at the slim woman above and though almost side on to the upper house, she too could see clearly towards Annie and make out a similar outfit to her own except the blouse was white rather than pink. Gayle felt the awkwardness, but also felt a little something else. She had a pressure in the pit of her stomach and a familiar heat radiating downwards, despite her taking care of things with her own fingers earlier that afternoon. She had remembered the woman from the beach and the sensual noises she had made. She remembered looking up at the lithe slim body of the woman in the window, with the pink puffy nipples that sat up and away from two beautiful breasts, so much bigger and nicer than her own A cups, and she had caressed herself to these images on her bed until she had orgasmed in delight. Now she stood looking at her and being looked back at, and wondered, hoped, she might 'see' something else to keep in her mind for when she was alone with her hands. She lowered the field glasses and looked up at the house unaided and smiled at Annie. The smile then turned into a cheeky grin as she turned and pouted her butt towards the window and wiggled it very sassy like.

Annie laughed through her binoculars at the sight and could see Gayle enjoying the joke, but it did break the tension. Annie returned the favour and thrust her butt at the glass and wiggled it provocatively at the girl below. They both saw each other laughing and that felt good.

It started as a game, one stood with a hand on the hip and the other copied. Then the other put both hands on her hips, only to be copied again. One bent over and slapped herself on one cheek of her butt and the other did the same, all the time laughing and clowning around. Annie then shimmied her shoulders making her breasts wiggle from side to side. Gayle tried, but threw up her hands in despair at not having much breast mass to move. They both laughed some more. This went on for a while, getting sillier and sillier. Gayle undid the buttons of her blouse and strutted 'model like' by the window and Annie followed suit. Both girls aware of what the other had just done. Annie, with heart beating oddly faster than before, dropped her blouse to the floor and strutted again by the window in her bra and shorts, only to be copied from below.

Gayle's laughter had now subsided somewhat as the game had a slightly different 'feel' to it. She was keenly aware that the lovely slim girl was in only a bra and shorts and parading in front of her. The very warm sensation continued to emanate from her pussy area and spread outward. She decided to keep the 'game' going, hopefully in the right direction, so she undid the button and slid down the zipper of her shorts and made to remove them but raised her hands quizzically to the woman up in the window. 

Annie looked down and saw Gayle proposing to drop her shorts and laughed, yet it was a nervous laugh, accompanied by a small throb between her own thighs. The sexy turn the game had taken had rekindled the earlier arousal and it was oddly very pleasant. In an attempt to egg Gayle onward, Annie undid hers and slipped them down a few inches, to be again copied by Gayle. They each slipped their shorts lower and lower until Gayle dropped hers to the floor and stepped out and posed in front of the window in best model pose. Annie applauded the pose and the action and let hers slip to the floor as well.

Although everything was still light hearted and a lot of fun, Annie had to admit that the game had taken on a little more seriousness, but while it was still fun, she couldn't see any harm in it, and was just fun, sexy fun. They stood looking at each other through their field glasses, taking in what each saw of the other, both enjoying the view, and the slight 'naughty' edge to their antics. They stood still for a short time, looking at each other. Annie could see all of the slim 'younger' girl in her binoculars. She was wearing a white cotton high sided panties that covered most of her butt, but revealed a lot of thigh and hip. Accompanying that was a white lace bra. Side on, Annie could tell that Gayle's breasts were smaller than her own, yet looked in proportion to the very slim figure. She marvelled at how Gayle looked like she herself had at 16, yet here she was at 18 the same. Gayle could see Annie standing by the window in a white bra not unlike her own, but she wore pink cotton panties that covered almost all of her bottom. She liked the way Annie looked, taller and with fuller breasts than her own, and she had been intrigued by the close-up view she had had of Annie's nipples at the window earlier in the day. At 18 she was self-conscious about her small breasts and wished they were as big as Annie's.

It may well have stopped there, each girl not knowing what to do, but as Gayle rested one arm from holding the binoculars, one of her bra straps accidentally slipped from her shoulder. Before she could move to rectify it, Gayle saw that Annie had dropped one of hers too. She smiled as she nervously played with the connotations of 'tit-for-tat' and her heart beat increased at what she had just seen. Was this lovely woman up above her taking an extra step at what was an obvious accident with her bra strap? She was intrigued and slowly reached over and slid the other bra strap off her shoulder to hang down her arm, the warm throbbing continued in her groin.

Annie felt the throb between her thighs grow warmer too and more intense as the young girl below peeled her bra straps down. She knew that if she continued like this, it might get very interesting. She marveled at the arousal she felt, not only looking at someone, but knowing that they were looking back, getting aroused at what they were seeing, knowing that the arousal would spur her on further. Annie took a deep breath to calm her jangling nerves and slipped her strap from her shoulder and leaned forward to help give Gayle a better view. 

The two women looked at each other for a few seconds, still unaware of what to do next. Annie was sure of what to do, but not sure of the response she might get. The throbbing between her thighs, the pulse within her pussy was more insistent. The earlier arousal and play in the shower was strong between her legs and she wanted to enjoy her own touch, but was she prepared to do it here in front of the window? What if Gayle wasn't alone? What if someone else was watching from another house? These thoughts thrilled Annie and she couldn't help but squirm at the thoughts. Throwing caution to the wind, Annie reached one hand around behind her and unclipped her bra and one arm at a time allowed it to slip to the floor.

Gayle looked up through the glasses and couldn't help notice the woman squeezing her thighs together and wiggling her bottom. This was what she herself did when she became aroused, and decided not to resist the urge to do it herself right then, the pleasure of it very nice. What she wasn't ready for was Annie's bra falling to the floor. She watched enthralled and aroused as Annie's breasts seem to leap forward slightly as first one, then the other breast came into plain sight through her binoculars. She marveled at Annie's nipples as they reacted as if in a cold breeze. She marveled at the puffy areolas that stood away from Annie's breasts as they swelled. She also marveled at the protruding nipples as they hardened in front of her eyes and pushed their way forward. The wide expanse of naked skin seared into her eyes through the lenses; from the curve of her lovely breasts to the lines across her shoulders; to the smooth white skin of her neck. Gayle felt her own nipples harden and the arousal grip her tightly in her pussy, her own squirming not enough to put out the fire.

Gayle's heartbeat was strong in her temples, in time with the throb between her legs. This was incredibly sexy, sexier than many of the things she had witnessed here at her window. It was very different too. She had never been part of the show before. She had watched, she had seen, she had peeked into people's lives without their knowing and it was illicit and fun and arousing, but all that was happening here, but with one small difference; she was part of it. Did she want to be part of it? Wasn't it the unknown watching that was the arousing thing? Wasn't this overt showing of herself just like having sex with this person? She had kissed another woman at a party last year, and they had a few furtive fumbles, egged on by the boys watching on but wasn't this something different? If she dropped her own bra to the ground, wasn't that taking a step across a line somewhere? But it wasn't really sex was it? Showing herself to this woman just meant that she might see more? It was just a means to an end wasn't it? She decided that it was fun, and arousing, and very sexy. She also decided that she wanted to see more of this woman's body, and that if she had to give a little to get a little, she would... maybe. She stood there staring at the woman's naked, obviously aroused breasts, taking it all in, the arousal between her thighs screaming for some attention. Without further thinking, she reached around her back and undid her bra, allowing it to fall to the floor.

Annie had been looking down at her own breasts, feeling them ache to be touched. When she looked back down at the girl below her, she was just allowing her bra to fall to the ground. Annie stood there amazed at the girl's body. She saw the pink little nubs of pointed nipple perched on the tips of small breasts that were almost a perfect circle. They sat pert and proud from her body without the slightest sag. The perfect shape of a champagne glass came to her mind as she envisaged it cupping Gayle's breasts in a perfect fit. She looked at the girl's slim frame before her and the very flat stomach that led its way down to the top edge of her panties that was a long way from her navel, but her eyes were drawn back to the cute pointed pink tips of her breasts. She saw Gayle hunch her shoulders forward under her gaze, trying to hide her small breasts and instantly felt empathy for her, understanding about her own small breasts. If there was one thing Beth had taught her on the harrowing sexual trip across the country, it was to be proud of what you have. Annie reached for a fresh piece of paper and scribbled the word 'beautiful' on it and held it to the window, only to be met with a return message 'no...you.' Annie laughed and scribbled 'no...you' on the other side and showed it to the glass. They both laughed at each other as they kept putting their pieces of paper forward to the window in turn, but the small fires burning within them made it nervous laughter.




Annie's Story Ch. 03



Annie thrust her chest forward, arching her back in the process to indicate to Gayle to be proud, and looked down at the girl to see if there was a response. Gayle adopted a very model pose that almost pushed her breasts forward but not quite. Gayle stared up at Annie's amazing nipples before her and compared them to her own. She looked down at one to see if it was puffy like the others and touched it. It tingled at her touch and that tingle went through her body straight to her pussy. She wanted to touch them more. She might not have puffy nipples, she thought, but she was fairly sure that she had other things that were very puffy right now, as she squeezed her thighs together and wriggled her bottom.

Annie watched as Gayle touched her nipples and squirmed in obvious pleasure, and while she was still having fun, she decided that the game would continue. She bit her lower lip as she took one of her own nipples between her thumb and finger and slowly twisted and pulled on it. Its pleasure was lovely and made its way downward to the throbbing between her pussy lips. 

Gayle realised that her innocent comparisons and touches to her breasts had been misinterpreted as the next step in the 'game' when she saw Annie twisting her nipple and squirming before her, and the delight Gayle felt was a little surprising.

The two women stared at each other through their binoculars, each watching the other touch their nipples and wriggle their hips. Annie was very aroused at watching this young woman get aroused over her. This led her on to be more explicit in her movements, eliciting more movement from below, making her more aroused still. Annie watched as one of Gayle's hands slowly made its way down over her flat stomach to the top edge of her white panties, where it paused momentarily as if in indecision, then with a deft flip of a finger nail, dug under the elasticated edge and hidden by white cotton, the bulge made its way further down.

Gayle's hand disappearing into her panties had Annie aching to do the same, the ache between her thighs demanding attention. She slowly slid her hand down her stomach and under the lip of her own panties. A thrill was coursing through her as she watched the young girl below touching herself and looking back up to watch as her fingers found the folds of her skin. Annie was surprised to find herself as wet and as slick as she did. She knew she had played in the shower before, but didn't expect her panties to be soaked and her lips all slick and velvety to her touch. She closed her eyes to the pleasure as her fingers answered the calling desire.

Gayle's own hands had started a rhythm, an obvious rhythm that was designed to bring her to her peak. She was drawn along in the 'game' that had started more as fun, and even progressed to 'giving a little to get a little more' but the game had turned serious, seriously arousing and she didn't care; this was more arousing and exciting than she could have imagined. She thrilled at the look of arousal on Annie's face and watched Annie's hands searching under the material of her panties. The darker spot on Annie's panties was clearly visible through the high powered binoculars.

Both girls realised the limitations at almost the same time. They realised that they were limited in their movements and self gratification by the tight panties they both wore, and the frustration they felt at not being able to see more of the other girl. Almost in unison they wriggled their hips and pushed first one side down then the other, all done with one hand while the other hand held the field glasses trained on each other.

Annie was able to see for the first time, the sparse light brown hair covering the young girl's pussy, and she marveled at the lips that were spread and open awaiting the return of Gayle's fingers. They didn't have long to wait. Annie spread her own legs and put her hand eagerly back to her own dripping pussy and unfettered by the panties was able to quickly find her clitoris and rub and circle it just how she liked it. The urgency to cum was now strong, spurred on by the girl below doing the same.

Gayle saw the completely naked blonde girl up in the window and the wonderful twinges in her pussy were getting stronger and stronger as she looked up at the girl in the window. She too was spurred on as she saw Annie's wet fingers glistening in the sunlight as they darted in and out of her obviously very moist pussy. She bit her bottom lip as the pleasure increased with the increase in the speed of her own hand on her clit and she knew that this would only last a few more seconds. She drank in the view before her, swam in the arousal of watching Annie's fingers disappear inside her sopping pussy and come out shiny. She thrilled at the contorted face above that seemed to also be close to the edge. She could hold back no longer and the orgasm over took her. She almost dropped the binoculars as the sensation spread out across her body, the repeated soft sighs filled the room in unison with the waves of pleasure that swept through her. Her legs squeezed her hand to her pussy as the pleasure continued.

Annie watched from above and saw the first signs of Gayle's orgasm and marveled at how she hadn't dropped the binoculars completely. Annie saw the wonderful spasm rock through the girl and felt the erotic power of watching someone else cum as it spiked her own arousal almost beyond her control. As Gayle's binoculars came back up to look at her, Annie let herself go, let go the pressure that had been building up. Annie let her binoculars drop to the ground as the first feelings hit her in the pit of her stomach. She didn't care about them, only about the girl below and the orgasm that was rushing through her every muscle. As the waves crashed into her, one of her hands found her nipple and pulled and twisted. This room also filled with sounds and smells of her cumming. The orgasm thrilled through her strongly, her eyes closed and face clenched in abject pleasure.

As Gayle watched on, the last traces of her own orgasm were fading away, much like the girls she was looking at above her. The warmth and the pressure she felt was wonderful in the afterglow, watching Annie come down from her high, the face all relaxing and her shoulders falling.

The two girls looked at each other through their binoculars. Gayle moved her's from her face and mouthed the words "thank you" and got a similar response. She was spent, more tired than she would have imagined, then realised that it was the weight of the binoculars as she tried to bring them back up to her face and the pain in her arm that had been masked by the arousal.

Awkwardly now, they both had no idea what to do or how to "finish" things. They smiled at each other and nervously waved. Gayle could no longer hold her binoculars and let them slide down. She waved back at Annie and let the curtain fall back into place. Annie looked down at the girl and could see that she was tired and waved in return. She slowly backed away from the window and collapsed backwards onto the bed behind her.

"Damn!" she thought, "Beth won't believe this at all!"



Annie's Story Ch. 04



While this is part 4 and makes a nice little story on its own, Chapters 1-3 add more to the characters, but are not an absolute necessity.

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After dinner, Annie sat lazily yet anxiously on the bean bag chair in her pink satin shortie-pyjamas with the little Snoopies on them. She watched TV while waiting for Beth to call, and had a couple of scotch and cokes to ease her nervousness, but the remnants of her dreams and sexual antics over the last few days caused a small telltale throbbing somewhere in the vicinity of her thighs as she pondered telling her all she had to tell. She and Beth had got to know each other in a torrid 4 day car trip across the Nullabor plane from Melbourne to Perth, and got up to quite a few things that had initially shocked the timid, shy, inexperienced younger girl. But that had changed, somewhat.

She heard the phone ring. Cath, her father's new wife, the "evil" stepmother, answered it and called out to Annie, who quickly raced for the cordless phone, taking her drink with her to flop back into her bean-chair. They hadn't spoken properly for quite a while, Beth having been on the south coast doing a major electrical fit out, with, as it turned out, a very sexy co-worker. She told Annie all about the job and the area before asking Annie the question she wanted to know the answer to.

"So what was it you had to tell me?" Beth enquired.

Annie looked up at Cath in the kitchen wiping the bench and putting things away.

"I...er...well..."

"Ah..." said Beth, "The evil stepmother is within earshot and you can't say anything can you?"

"No...I mean...yes...you're right."

Annie couldn't tell Beth much of what had transpired, with Cath hanging around downstairs cleaning up. Annie was bursting to tell her so much of what had happened, and it just seemed that Cath was walking in molasses, taking forever to leave her alone. 

"Ok then..." Beth continued, "... I'll tell you about what's been going on here, and I can tell you anything I like and you won't be able to say a thing will you?" she teased.

"Remember I told you about the guy I met...the one with the tongue?...well, Godddd he was good...and he took my cherry... in my ass!" Beth blurted out for shock value.

"Beth!!!" Annie exclaimed loudly, causing her step-mother to look over to her.

Beth laughed along the phone line, happy to have shocked Annie. Annie looked over towards Cath and smiled sheepishly. She wished Cath would go to bed so she could tell Beth all that had transpired. She had some shocking revelations of her own.

Seizing the opportunity to shock Annie some more, knowing she couldn't respond freely, Beth filled in the blanks, giving Annie some of the details of how she met the man, and things that he did to her. Beth sipped her scotch and coke as she retold how his tongue had done wonderful things to her pussy, how it had curled and licked and circled around her bare pussy lips and that right there and then they were responding slightly to the images she was describing. Her nipples had begun to harden a little when she had started telling Annie the story not just from the images in her mind of how they responded to his tongue. Annie listened intently to the details, trying not to blush, trying not to let Cath see her blushing. Annie slipped down in the bean bag a little more, making the firm seam of her pyjamas dig into her pussy a little, trying to make the tingles that were forming there go away. She placed her arm between her legs and carefully squeezed it into her pussy so Cath wouldn't see. Beth's voice was getting softer and softer as she spoke and Annie couldn't help but hear the dreaminess in Beth's voice. She could hear the older woman's breathing getting deeper and her voice slightly raspier. 

As Beth retold the story, she let one of her hands trail along her t-shirt. It trailed across her large breasts as she looked at the outline her erect nipples made against the material of the cotton t-shirt that she always slept in. She circled them, enjoying the sensation. She had initially been going for shock value for Annie, but the images in her head as she described in intimate detail, made her own body respond, and the muffled "uh huh's" from Annie to the incredibly intimate sexual descriptions told her that Annie was enjoying the story just as much.

"It's quite a turn on, isn't it?" Beth asked quietly.

"What is?"

"Listening to someone else 's sexy encounters" offered Beth, drawing out the younger woman.

"Uh-huh." was all she got back.

"You should see my nipples... they are sticking right up, almost through this material... are yours?"

"Uh-huh." Annie replied, looking down at the two bumps that had formed in the satin of her pyjama top.

"They feel so hard." said Beth, teasing, knowing Annie couldn't say or do anything with her step-mother around and enjoying it.

The fact that Annie was getting turned on and was unable to respond was quite a turn on for Beth. She then allowed one fingernail to scratch along the line of her pussy lips through the soft t-shirt material as she described how the guy's tongue had slipped from the bottom to the top of her lips. She let out a small sound as she did so, knowing Annie would hear it. Annie couldn't help but hear the sound, a sound she had heard before, in the back of a car on the road trip, and again on a bed in a motel on the Nullabor Plain a few weeks ago. Her insides did a small flip and the pressure between her thighs, in her pussy, increased while she thought of what Beth might be doing on the other end of the phone. Annie just squeezed her arm against the growing throb felt between her legs again and enjoyed the conversation.

Cath finished the few dishes left in the sink, and was very curious as to what was going on, on the phone. She had seen Annie slip further down and not thought anything of it, but when Annie had placed her arm between her legs and squeezed it to herself, Cath knew something was going on. She remembered how Annie had done something similar when they had been watching from the window together, where Annie and she had become very aroused. Here she was, talking with her 'friend' and doing the same thing. She had only to assume that they were talking about things sexual, and Cath was very intrigued.

Annie saw Cath walk towards the stairway, her father's robe billowing behind Cath as she walked. She knew Cath would be naked beneath it and for an instant, an image of her naked body against the window crossed Annie's mind. The image lingered a few seconds and then Annie went back to listening to Beth, hopeful that Cath was retiring for the night. As Cath neared the top of the stairs on the dimly lit landing, Annie heard Cath call out goodnight and enter her room and close the door. What she didn't hear was Cath climbing onto her bed and lifting the upstairs phone receiver and pressing the mute button so the other two wouldn't know she was there.

The four drinks Annie had consumed in the last few hours made her head spin a little, and all the juicy details she had been listening intently to were making her squirm in the bean bag. The seam of her shorts had pressed nicely into her pussy folds but was becoming a little uncomfortable. With the absence of Cath, she was able to put her hand inside her panties to rid herself of her front wedgie and was a little surprised to see how totally wet she was. She trailed her fingers up and down to ascertain just how damp the area was, and found her lips very slick, both inside and out. The front of her panties was also soaked and the satin material of the shorts had turned the Snoopy's white fur a little grey. She had never noticed before that the little dog's tongue was right where her clit was and wondered if that was someone's sick twisted little joke or just an accident in the manufacturing. "Earth to Annie, come in Annie!" she heard in the ear piece.

"What?"

"Are you playing with your pussy again?" chided Beth jokingly.

"Well..." stammered Annie huskily, "I , er, was, er..."

"You were!" It was Beth's turn to be shocked. "You sexy little minx!" she continued a lot softer.

"No, I wasn't, well, not technically, it's just that, I was, you know,..." came the reply.

"Hey, no need to be embarrassed, it's me, remember. Didn't we always agree to be honest and tell each other everything?"

"Yes...but..." allowed Annie, "OK...I was feeling how, you know, wet I was and it...was... nice."

"Wet? Is it juicy too? Puffy? Slippery? Come on girl, I need details. Mine is all of those things right now." Beth almost whispered for extra effect.

"Uh Huh" was all the reply she could handle, her mind playing with the images in her head.

Cath listened intently. So this is what these two get up to, she thought. No wonder Annie had squirmed and wriggled in the bean chair. She had heard that Beth and Annie had shared some special times crossing the Nullabor, but had never heard the details, but from the tone of the conversation, she could only begin to imagine what these 'special times' had consisted of. She chinned the phone and sat up to slip her robe from her shoulder, the better to absorb the cool air from the air-conditioner, and it had just become a little hotter in the bedroom hadn't it? In pulling the satin from her shoulder, the phone slipped from its place beneath her chin and clattered to the floor, un-muting the phone as it bounced from the bedside table onto the floor.

The two women on the line heard the loud clattering through the ear piece, followed by a muffled.. "Oh shit..."

Thinking quickly, Cath picked up the hand-piece and spoke apologetically into it.

"Sorry, I was just getting something off the bedside table and knocked this damn thing onto the floor, sorry" she added at the end and put the phone back on its rest, her heart beat loudly in her chest.

After a few seconds of silence, the conversation continued, but it was different, for one of them anyway.

"So, where were we?" Beth asked. "Didn't you have something that you wanted to share with me?" she added conspiratorially. 

Annie suddenly felt a little vulnerable and remembered the other telephone hand-piece in Cath's bedroom, and, while she felt close to Cath, she didn't want her listening into her conversations, especially if she was going to be part of the topic of discussion. Annie silently cursed the turn of events. She had so wanted to talk with Berth about things, and wanted it to be over the phone, but now it looked like she would have to wait to talk with Beth face to face. It would be ok, she thought. Wouldn't it?

Annie changed the subject and enquired when Beth was coming. Beth was intending to come up on the Monday, but after Annie's urgings, they decided that Beth would drive up on the Sunday evening after Beth finished the electrical project she had been working on over the weekend.

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On Sunday morning, Annie lay in her bed pondering Beth's visit when it struck her that she hadn't even asked Cath if it was OK for Beth to come over for a few days. She leapt out of bed and padded downstairs, to find Cath on the phone making very animated plans.

"...Ok...love you too... see you soon...bye!" Cath hung up. "I'm glad you're up, that was your father, he was due to come home tomorrow, but he's invited me to go to Kalgoorlie on the fast train for a few days and we'll come back on Wednesday, you'll be ok for a couple of days won't you? Why don't you invite that nice friend of yours to come over for a couple of days?"she prattled on as she scurried around and gathered bits and pieces then hurried off upstairs to pack without waiting for a reply.

Annie smiled to the empty room, as that seemed to clear up all the problems all at once, although there was a slight disappointment that she wouldn't get to see her father for a few more days, and then when she did finally see him, he would have to go back a few days after that. She examined her feelings and while it was sad, it gave her an immense pleasure to think that she had developed such nice feelings towards a man she hadn't known as her father for almost 12 of the 18 years of her short life. 

"OK... I'll do that!" she yelled to the empty room, and set about tidying up the kitchen and her bedroom. She rolled the fold away bed from the store room to her bedroom and put it into place along side hers. She looked over to it from her own bed and realised that it would be too low. She took the three padded chair cushions from the back patio and placed them under the fold-away's mattress and was happy that it was now up at the same level as her own, because the only other way they could talk with each other in bed would be if they were in the same bed. While, in more ways than one, she had shared a bed with Beth once before, she didn't think that it would be appropriate, despite all Beth's teasing. This would do just fine, she thought. Somewhere in the midst of all this, Cath left in taxi in a flurry of goodbyes and last minute shouted instructions and Annie was on her own!

With the house finally how she wanted it, Annie settled down with her Tom Clancy book to await Berth's arrival, but as the time wound down towards Beth's allotted arrival time of 5.30 pm, Annie became more and more unable to concentrate on the book's complex plot and was filled with a growing excitement at her friend's arrival. She smiled at that. This woman was her only real friend. She had had friends at school, but none you could just hang out and relax with, talk to, tell anything to, and while she remembered her earlier sentiments about her father and how wonderful her arrival here had been, she also liked the idea that the journey across the country to stay with him had resulted in Beth's friendship too.

The next couple of hours seemed to take a week to pass by, and after rearranging the food canisters on the kitchen bench for the fifth time, she finally heard the slamming of a car door in the driveway. She ran through the house to the front door, her bra-less A cup breasts bouncing slightly up and down behind the material of her singlet top as she went. She threw open the door to see a hot and bedraggled Beth dragging a large suitcase towards her and they both beamed a smile of welcome followed by a genuine hug of happiness to see each other. On parting, Beth looked straight down at Annie's erect nipples plainly visible standing erect behind the thin material of her top.

"Are they a couple of guns in your singlet or are you just happy to see me?" Beth joked, paraphrasing Mae West. 

Annie blushed a little but laughed it off.

"I just ran to the door, I imagine it was the friction" she said jiggling them with her hands a little, but wasn't sure.

Beth had not had her car's air-conditioner fixed and she was extremely hot and bedraggled from her two hours in the car; her hair was damp and the backs of her t shirt and jeans were wet through with perspiration. On finding they would be alone for a few days, she peeled off the wet top and jeans and to Beth's delight, shocked Annie in doing so and then walking around in her bra and panties. Annie looked again at her friend's breasts and envied her the size and wonderful shape that she had often remembered in the last few months. She marveled at the older woman's figure, her curves, her fleshy bottom, the softness of the curves of her body at odds with Annie's own straight up and down. But her eyes always found themselves back on Beth's breasts.

"You still can't keep your eyes off my tits can you?" Beth teased and shimmied her shoulders making her D sized orbs jiggle violently from side to side.

Annie watched as they moved and then went to speak, but nothing really came out. Embarrassed, she guided Beth towards the kitchen for a cool drink. Beth looked on as Annie got her a drink and finally prattled on about why they were on their own for a few days and about the weather, but Beth's mind was processing all her surroundings as well as the young woman before her.

Beth liked this younger woman who was, what, only 5 years younger? She liked her a lot, but not necessarily "that" way. She wasn't into women per se, although the two of them had had some very sexy times together, and Beth knew that she herself was 'up' for anything. It hadn't bothered her that Annie had taken advantage of her when she had been drunk, but had been surprised by Annie's actions given how uptight she had seemed. She smiled inwardly at the thought, as she had a few times since, but couldn't blame the young woman; Beth after all had been teasing her and feeling her up all night in front of the people in the bar, and what a night and next morning it had been! She liked that the two of them were close enough and had shared enough that she could relax, and if that meant talking dirty or getting turned on about something, then great. 

She felt comfortable in her sexuality and comfortable with it with Annie around despite how Annie seemed to need constant reassurance that it was ok to say and do whatever she wanted around her. She had to admit though that Annie made her feel big. This tall slip of a girl with her waif like figure and cute butt and lovely shaped tiny tits made her a little jealous, but she knew that she wasn't fat herself, just that she was a little shorter than Annie and a huge set of D cup boobs that guys saw first and the person second. While Annie talked, Beth wandered over to the sliding patio doors and stuck her head out.

"This is pretty cool... can the neighbours see into the yard?" Beth interrupted.

"No, it's secluded, free from prying eyes...why?"

"Because I'm fucking hot!" Beth burst out.

Beth stepped into the yard towards the pool, relieving herself of first her bra and then her panties as she got close to the pool's edge, and when she was naked, she dived straight in. She came to the surface with a relieved look on her face and proceeded to lay on her back and float in the cooling water of the pool. Her D cup breasts wallowed slightly in the wavelets and ripples of the water's surface; the hardening nipples puckered and pointed straight up towards the sky while her clean shaven pussy pointed straight at Annie.

"This is heaven, I may never get out" Beth called up to the sky. "Come on you, get your gear off and get in here. How can you have a pool like this in this weather and not spend all day in here?" she added looking towards Annie. "Come on... come on in... and we can talk while we float and get cool."

Annie shrugged yet reluctantly walked to the edge of the pool where she sat side on to remove first her singlet then her shorts and panties. She climbed down the ladder into the pool with her back towards Beth. It was one thing to do stuff over the phone or from a distance, but Beth was right there. Despite their past, she couldn't help feeling a little shy. She couldn't help it, she thought, she could get all brazen when she had been around Beth or on the phone to her, but her shyness and uncertainty kept creeping back.

"Gone all shy on me have you?" Beth shouted accusingly across to her. "I have seen it all before, and quite close if I remember rightly" she added with a grin.

"I know..."Annie began, "... but mine are...." She looked down at her naked breasts, "... and yours are..." she looked directly at Beth's large round breasts before turning away.

Suddenly Beth was right behind her, and she cupped both of Annie's breasts in her hands. Annie's nipples hardened at Beth's touch, but Annie wondered if perhaps it was just the coldness of the water. 

She could feel Beth's breasts pressing into her back. 

Either way, she made no move to escape. Beth was so close behind her that Annie was able to lay her head back and rest it on Beth's shoulder behind her.




Annie's Story Ch. 04



"I've told you already, I like your lovely petit breasts" she said quietly in Annie's ear Beth jiggled them up and down a little and give them and those amazing nipples a soft and gentle squeeze. "I would kill for tits like these" she said squeezing them again and feeling Annie's nipples react and press against her palms. 

Annie could feel Beth's naked skin connecting with hers along the length of her back.

"So lighten up, they're tits, I have them, you have them, half the world's population has them, I've seen them, truck drivers have seen them and guys in bars have seen them too, so relax, ok?"

She could feel the soft nakedness of Beth's hairless mound pressing against her bottom.

"Okay" Annie allowed, and just like that, the shyness left once more, well, almost, she thought. Beth moved away from her to swim in the cooling waters. Annie certainly needed cooling after that little encounter. 

Annie had been worried about Beth's openness and how she might react again to her getting naked like she often did and how her own body reacted to this woman. She knew she wasn't gay, she had proven that to herself with Dave the other day, but she just knew there was a certain something between her and Beth. Perhaps it was just the awakening of her sexuality, perhaps it was just the taboo nature of their encounters, perhaps it was just plain sexy and arousing. Yes, she thought, that had to be it, with a bit of all the others thrown in too. She also found herself wondering how Cath might have reacted to Beth getting around like she was or even laying out here sunbathing topless or naked. She found her mind wandering to how Cath might have reacted had she been looking down at the two of them just now, so close with Beth behind her. Would she get turned on as she usually did when she watched someone? Or would she have walked away from the window because it was Annie and her friend? Probably not, she thought. She thought that Cath would have pulled up a chair and enjoyed getting an eyeful of Beth's large round breasts and the droplets of water on her shaved hairless pussy that glistened in the sunlight. She would have pulled one of her nipples with one hand while the other went between her thighs to gently caress the wet puffy lips of her pussy beneath the shaved triangle of hair that pointed down at her opening. Without knowing, the mental imagery made Annie's eyes lose focus and an almost imperceptible smile came to her face

"I'll have what she's having!" Beth taunted, "Where the hell were you just now? More to the point what were you thinking? The look on your face was so erotic!"

Annie went crimson and dived under the water to escape, but Beth wouldn't let her get away and dived under after her. They giggled and chased around in the water, splashing and trying to catch each other or evade as the moment caught them. They pulled at each other's arms, they pushed, they even squeezed each other if they caught the other off guard and pulled them under. Both were very aware of the others naked body and aware of the contact they were making but dismissing it, or pretending to. Both were very aware of the touching of each other's skin in the cool water that sent naughty little electric pulses through them. But they were friends so it was ok, wasn't it? They knew it was saucy being naked, knew it was sexy playing like that, but it didn't mean anything other than fun did it? And they were having fun. They were having fun dunking each other grabbing breasts, squeezing butts and splashing around until they were both almost exhausted and giggling helplessly.

The sun dried their bodies as they lay on the sun chairs catching their breath, while the breeze across their skin made four nipples point towards the sky. Beth marveled at Annie's two tiered puffy nipples. The skin of the areola sat proud from the breast, then a normal nipple sat proud of that again. She remembered how it had felt in her mouth three months ago, and remembered how it had felt in her hand just a few minutes ago, but dismissed the pleasant images and the small effect they caused.

"So, are you going to tell me what you were thinking about in the pool, just before your face went from horny angelic bliss to beetroot red?"Beth asked softly.

The thoughts Annie had had in the pool had created a small stir within her, and the sexiness of their play in the water hadn't helped it subside at all. She squeezed her thighs together trying to think of a way to tell Beth, and cursing the fact that she hadn't been able to tell her all sorts of stuff over the phone.

"Come with me...."she beckoned brazenly as she got up and walked towards the house, "I will show you instead," she decided.

Beth followed the slim girl's butt as it wiggled nakedly as they walked into the house and up the stairs. Beth wondered where this was leading until she followed Annie's naked form into what looked like the master bedroom containing a very large bed. Annie ignored the bed and walked towards the un-curtained window and came to a stop by the telescope that was trained towards the harbour. 

To Beth's puzzled look, she explained almost breathlessly about the telescope, about the couple on the hotel balcony her and Cath had watched, about the other couples they had seen and how erotic it had been and what a turn on it was for her. She didn't tell her about Cath watching her as she made love to a guy down below, that would come later, probably in the dark when Beth wouldn't be able to see her face, nor did she tell her about Cath and her both getting turned on in here together or the recent show she had put on in here standing naked on Friday; those too would be for later. 

"So this is what you couldn't tell me with her around the other night, Ok, that makes sense. Wow, haven't we come a long way?" Beth smiled, genuinely pleased, genuinely interested and yet teasing. "Are we coming in here later tonight when it gets dark?" she added with a wicked twinkle in her eye.

"Sure, but should we grab a bite to eat, I'm starving?"

Annie was almost comfortable with Beth's nudity now, and almost comfortable with her own in her presence, as they gathered Beth's things that had been left scattered around the house and headed towards Annie's bedroom to show Beth where they would be sleeping. As they passed the Master bedroom, Beth couldn't help one more small little tease.

"Oh, so we're not sleeping together in that really big bed in there?" pouted Beth in mock disappointment.

"Stop it..." Annie responded laughing, "...besides... that's my father's bed, that's where him and Cath... you know... they..."

"Fuck!"

"I was going to say make love, now let's go!"

They managed to make food for themselves while totally naked. Beth had brought her favourite brand of scotch and kept hers and Annie's glasses topped up with coke from the fridge, while Annie played host. After a few soothing drinks, they were both very comfortable with each other being naked, yet both looked at each other, when the other wasn't looking, intrigued, interested and curious about the other's body. 

As shy as Annie was, she was still amazed that she could sit there as naked as they were, as if it was the most natural thing in the world and talk to woman that she hadn't known a little over three months ago. Annie smiled inwardly at that, knowing that it didn't get any more natural than naked did it?

They talked of more mundane things, about family, about work, about the differences each had found having come from "over east", all the crazy little differences that each could only share with the other. They laughed they drank, they ate as the sun set below the horizon into the Indian Ocean and they marveled that this was something that the Western states took for granted. In the Eastern states, the sun always set over the land to the west, whereas here it had always and would continue to always, set into the water.

Beth rose from the bench to put her things in the kitchen and Annie watched as Beth's breasts swayed sensually as she moved. She marveled too at the curve and the pendulous arc that they moved through as Beth leaned down to the dishwasher. Beth looked up and found the other woman looking at her. Annie averted her eyes quickly and went a little pink at being caught looking.

"OK, that's enough," Beth said loudly and with mock consternation. "Let's get this straight right now. We have both been playing the 'I look at you while you're not looking at me' game, and that's silly." She added a little less sternly. "From this point on..." she paused for effect, "It's ok to look, no it's mandatory to look at each other. Look, I don't want to sound weird, but I am fascinated by your breasts, they are so pert and perky, and those nipples!!! What can I say? And your butt is gorgeous, so from now on, I am not going to be offended if you look at me, and I get it, our bodies are different, so feel free to gawk at me as much as you want, whenever you want, and I won't feel uncomfortable or mad, or get upset, or anything, and if you're ok with it, I would like to do the same. Deal?"

Annie reddened slightly, but understood, and wished she had had the more relaxed upbringing that Beth had enjoyed, but she thought she had come a long way in the last few months, thanks largely to this big breasted sexually secure woman filling the dishwasher. In answer, Annie stared straight at Beth's two breasts that still hung down towards the appliance swaying slightly as she breathed.

"Turn around now and show me your butt!" Annie added as a joke to let her friend know that what she had said had made sense.

Beth turned quickly and bent double at the waist. Two hands darted to her cheeks and parted them, flashing Annie with the darker pink rosebud of Beth's anus. Beth turned back around in time to see Annie's eyes going wide and her face glowing with embarrassment. Beth bursts into fits of laughter at her friend's reaction.

"Beth!!!" was all Annie could manage amid the peals of laughter coming from the other side of the bench. Annie's mind raced back to the dream she had had on the beach last week, and Beth's words over the phone to her about losing her cherry there, sprung to mind. Annie knew she would have to tell her about this, she actually wanted to share this with her, but, later tonight, she thought, in the dark, she won't be able to see me blush, or get flustered.

Beth finished with the dishwasher and walked around to Annie's side of the bench to get her drink, and as she passed behind Annie, she gave her playful slap on the bottom.

"Ow..."

"What? I hardly touched you." Beth said in fun, and then slapped her harder on the other cheek. "Now you have something to complain about."

Annie yelped a little but with a smile on her face, slapped the nearest of Beth's bottom cheeks quite hard.

"You little bitch!" she said playfully and turned to slap Annie again, but Annie was off running away. Beth Gave chase and a game of tag ensued, only they had to slap each other's bottoms rather than just touch the other.

Annie was by far the faster and more nimble, but Beth was cunning, changing directions, faking Annie out, and even leaping over the table at one point.

"It's OK for you," Beth shouted across the room breathlessly, "You don't have these huge melons threatening to slap you in the face when you run...look at them!" she said with an edge of sorrow in her voice

Annie stopped running and did just that. Beth's breasts did indeed bounce up and down a long way, almost painfully, she thought, as she watched Beth run towards her around the coffee table, only to be slapped very hard on her butt cheek as Beth went past. 

"Gotcha!" Beth laughed as she sped off across the room.

Annie's mouth went wide with the shock of the sneaky tactic and looked back at her bottom to see the result. Both of her bottom cheeks were glowing red as it was, yet this last one had formed a hand print. Annie set her jaw with determination and took off after Beth. Beth was laughing hard now, Annie could see Beth's impressive chest rise and fall with each labored breath and each hurried step. Beth squealed and ran harder as she saw Annie coming after her, making those large breasts leap about even more. Beth was laughing so hard she could barely breathe, never mind run away.

Annie caught her easily and they tried to hold each other off as they manoeuvred around each other, swinging and missing each other's butt cheeks. They were both giggling and out of breath from the chasing and were more wrestling than slapping. Beth was the first to become aware that her's and Annie's breasts were rubbing against each other as they squirmed and swung their hands trying to connect, all the while still laughing. 

Annie noted a different look on Beth's face as the movement and the laughing slowed, until they were still holding each other's arms, but standing still, facing each other, their breasts touching each other. They stared into one another's eyes for a second, puffing and panting from the exercise, but the rise and fall of their chests caused their breasts to rise and fall, rubbing the now achingly erect nipples against the other's. They both looked down, unable to hold the other's eyes. Beth had a small knowing smile on her face. She enjoyed the rough and tumble, enjoyed the chasing and if the truth be told, she had enjoyed the feel of Annie's nipples against her. Annie on the other hand had enjoyed the play, but now that it was something else, she felt apprehension in her stomach. 

The result of being unable to make eye contact merely meant that they were looking down at the four offending breasts. Each could see how erect the other's nipples were. They could see the nipples rising and falling on the tips of their breasts that were in contact. Annie went to pull away first, but Beth held her in place.

"It's ok, it was just some harmless fun, and this is nice isn't it?"

"But, but, I, it's," Annie stammered on.

"It isn't leading anywhere, and if it did, what would that matter. We are two friends, friends with an interesting...er...connection," Beth added, cocking her head to one side and smiling. "But like I said earlier, relax, ok, let's not get caught up on shyness, and pretending not to look, and if we happen to touch each other as we're having some fun doing stuff, no big deal ok, in fact it could be lots of fun.?"

Annie smiled and nodded. As if to accentuate the point, Beth gently moved her breasts from side to side, drawing them across Annie's hard nipples, slowly and sensually so they could both feel the intensity that both were so focused on.

"Besides, "Beth continued, quietly, "It's not like I was kissing them or sucking on them or anything... although..." her voice trailed off as her eyes locked onto one of Annie's deliciously pert and erect puffy nipples. She allowed her eyes to look longingly at it, in plain view of Annie, who stood perfectly still. Beth's head started to move lower and lower, her mouth inching its way slowly downward towards the target locked in her eyes. Beth's lips parted as her tongued licked her lips, only inches from its prize, until...Slap!

"Gotcha again!" Beth shouted and ran off towards the stairs, with Annie in hot pursuit rubbing her bottom from the sting of the slap. Running behind Beth, Annie could see that Beth's bottom was as red as her own, with both cheeks glowing. She wondered if Beth's bottom stung too and yet burned, but in a tingly way like hers did.

"Hey," called Beth from the stairs, "Lets sneak into the bedroom and see if we can see anything through the spy glass!"

Their pursuit forgotten, they stood by the window naked in the dark, their eyes scanning the darkened sides of the building, with the Indian Ocean visible from the street lamps along the promenade by the sand, just a few houses down the hill. Try as they might, nothing was stirring on the quiet Sunday evening. Beth enquired again about what Annie and Cath had seen, and asked for extra details as Annie retold the stories. This time, she hinted towards her step-mother's desires, and for that matter, her own. As Annie told the stories, Beth went quiet, her eyes scanning the houses below, but her mind was elsewhere, wondering what had been awakened in this shy young girl that had shared her car and her bed on their four day journey. The juicy details and the sexy play both in the pool and just before, had her breath still a little labored and a tingling between her thighs. She found herself squirming somewhat at the thoughts going through her mind.

In the partial darkness of the room, Beth slowly yet deliberately reached down with one hand and pressed it against her hairless mound, making small movements up and around. She saw that Annie was watching her by the ambient light through the glass, and a flutter went through her stomach, but she didn't stop, nor did Annie look away. Good, she thought, finally the girl was settling down and becoming a little more open. After what seemed like minutes with their eyes locked on each other, Beth broke the spell.

"Perhaps we should get into bed," Beth said out of the blue, putting the binoculars down and heading out of the bedroom, "If I don't make myself come sometime soon, I am going to burst."

Annie's heart was beating hard in her ears as she followed Beth along the landing towards her bedroom. Beth veered off to the toilet, giving Annie time to run in and turn down both beds and leap into her own. By the time Beth had returned, Annie had put her bedside lamp on and pulled the bed sheet up around her neck. Beth climbed into her own bed and due to the warmer weather, both girls were only covered by a cotton sheet.

They lay there quietly for a little while, Annie staring at the ceiling. A quiet rustling made her peep one eye towards Beth's bed, where she saw movement under the sheet, just where it would be if Beth's hands were doing something to herself. She quickly looked back to the ceiling again and pulled the sheet up to under her nose, not sure what she should do, or if she should do anything. She had found Beth's touching herself by the window before, very brazen of her, and she had to admit, she had found it arousing, watching, staring, alternating her gaze from Beth's hand on her pussy, to Beth's brazenly wanton face. It was a little confusing, but it had stirred something in her. If she was being really truthful, she also had to admit that the running and slapping each other, while very playful too, had had a certain affect on her as well. But it was all fun wasn't it? Isn't this what girlfriends did? She had read books and seen movies and this wasn't more than two really good friends saucily enjoying themselves, relaxed and able to do and say stuff that they wanted to, was it? She wished that she had had more close friends growing up, she wished for a less naivety in her teenage years, but that didn't help now did it? 

"So tell me..." Beth's voice almost ordered, albeit somewhat husky, "...You were going to tell me all your dirty little secrets."

Annie blushed. She wanted to tell Beth, but had also been dreading this point in time, yet had been hoping that Beth would approve of her exploits. Why was she seeking Beth's approval she wondered? 

"Oh...was I?" Annie replied nervously as her hand darted out and turned the bedside lamp off, plunging the room into a safe darkness. Annie closed her eyes and tried to think of what might be the best way to start her stories, but mixed images darted across her brain. Annie felt her bed move and her heart leapt to her mouth. She clutched the sheet tighter at her neck. 

To Annie's relief, one bedroom curtain slid open to let in some of the half moonlit night into the room. Annie let out a long breath as she watched Beth make her way back to her own bed from the window; Beth's body bathed in shadows and lit from behind. Annie could see the lovely womanly curves of Beth's back and waist, and how the shadow disappeared between her legs while the round firmness of her bottom reflected the dim light. She envied this woman her curves, not to mention those incredibly large and sensuous breasts and how those nipples had felt in her mouth. Annie was shocked that that thought had leapt into her brain.




Annie's Story Ch. 04



"That's better, I can see you a bit more now. Wrapped up nice and tight are you?" Beth teased from her bed.

"I'm just a bit nervous, you know, I don't know where to start. Tell me about the guy you met at the pub while I think of where to start...please?" Annie pleaded, her brain awash with the thought she had just had and how it fought with all the other images there that she would eventually have to share.

"You big scaredy cat.. it's only me you're talking to."Beth scoffed, pausing to see if Annie would begin. She didn't. "Oh all right, where do I begin, but I warn you, you're going to get all the details, and I mean ALL of them!"

Annie closed her eyes again, ready to listen, but peeked over to Beth's bed alongside her when she heard the sheet rustle again. Beth's legs were both bent and Annie could clearly see that at least one of Beth's hands was under the sheet in the vicinity of her pussy. Annie clamped her eyes shut and tried to rid her mind of the image of Beth's pussy that was so clear in her own mind now.

"OK, well, I already told you about the hotel where I met him, doing that repair job, but we didn't hit it off until the next time I went there. They had some trouble with their data projector, you know, the thing on the roof where they show the big screen football and stuff. Anyway, so there I was, in my navy blue work shirt, too small by half, buttons gaping, it's really stupid making me wear the guys uniform, and then of course those fucking ridiculous baggy navy shorts they wear, well, anyway, I was up about 10 feet on my A ladder when who should wander in, but the cute sexy guy. We chatted a bit, you know, and I was flirting a little," Beth allowed.

"Who would have thought?" Annie teased.

"Bitch!... well anyway, next thing I know he is blatantly looking up the wide leg of my shorts, cheeky beggar! This went on for a little while, me fixing stuff, and him perving up at my legs and thighs and stuff. I gotta admit I ended up trying to move my legs so he could get a better look. I needed some stuff from the ute so I went and got it, but on the way..." Beth's voice got a little deeper and a little more conspiratorial, "... I remembered that old joke. You know, where the mum says the daughter shouldn't be doing cartwheels in front of the men with a skirt on because they only wanted to see her knickers and the kid responds 'yeah I know, I fooled them, I took them off!'.... so..."

"You didn't?" Annie gasped in amazement.

"Sure did, chooks, went to the girls room and not only took my panties off, but the bra as well! So... when I climbed back up the ladder, I made it difficult for him to see anything, and then leaned right up to get to the fitting and made sure he could see straight up! The look on his face was priceless, I thought he was going to lose his jaw on the floor." Beth giggled.

"And?" Annie prodded, amazed at Beth's audacity.

"He told me later that my shirt was un-tucked, and not only did her see my bald pussy staring back at him, but the underside of both of my tits," she pronounced like it was a real success. "Anyway, when I got off the ladder, we flirted some more and he couldn't keep is eyes of my tits... a bit like you eh?... " she teased, "...so I flirted, he flirted, I flirted some more, I undid a couple of buttons while I was putting some tools away, much to his surprise and delight, undid another button while I tidied up. And that's when I noticed his big cock!"

"Beth!"

"What?" Berth answered, "It was right there, pushing its way into his jeans pocket, it wasn't a gun, he was happy to see me. What was I supposed to do? Ignore it? Look away? Pretend it wasn't a huge hard cock of my own doing? Anyway, we looked at each other, it got quiet, you know, wondering, what to do next. Was I reading the signs right? I think his hard-on was a bit of a giveaway, but there is that lovely uncertainness just before that first kiss, where you're excited, your heart is beating, and his lips are so close, and getting closer, and his eyes...mmm... filled with lust, his cute face boring into you...and he's quiet too...mmmm, you can almost feel it, it's wonderful..."Beth's voice trailed off into the semi darkness. Her hand made small circles over her pussy as her mind remembered every detail.

Annie could see the movement under the other sheet, and then there was the feelings she was getting between her own thighs, that throbbing that had seemingly been present since Beth's arrival, in the swimming pool, the slapping, the watching from the window, 'she was tempted in the half dark to put pressure on it to stop it aching the way it was, and gave in to it. Annie slowly allowed one of her hands to travel lower, while the other kept the sheet pulled up over her naked body. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip so as not to make any noise.

Beth heard the very slight ripple of Annie's sheet and looked across to find one of Annie's hands sneaking downwards, but with Annie's bed between her own and the window, she was drawn to the erect nipples under the sheet that were making themselves silhouetted against the light from outside. She smiled seeing the face turned up, eyes closed in arousal, and remembered the feel of Annie's extraordinary puffy nipples in her hands, and the texture and stiffness of them in her mouth.

"Then..." Beth continued, her voice become softer and a little huskier, "We kissed... God it was wonderful. The pub didn't open for a couple of hours and we had the place to ourselves. It seemed like that first kiss lasted for hours too, but I was so horny... I undid my shirt completely and put his hands on my tits, they were aching, and I had to have him touch them..."

Beth was centring in on her own clit as she replayed the 'film' in her head. The sensations at her fingertips were delicious and while fulfilling a need, were actually creating more of that need, that eternal circle until she knew she would explode in the end. This was enhanced by the view of Annie's hands moving under the sheet.

"...and I should have known then, his tongue was dueling with mine, our lips were locked and his tongue... it was so deep in my mouth, filling me up..mmmm... and I was getting right into the mood for being filled up, I can tell you. It had been a long time since I had had cock, and I wanted some, right then and there. He dragged me out into the main bar and laid me on the billiard table. It was a bit funny, coz we were both feverishly trying to shed our clothes as we went. Not hard for me! I only had two things on, but ...oh God...when he had me on that table, and his mouth went to my pussy, I almost fainted!" Beth let out a long soft groan as the memory of his mouth on her stirred up all the very same emotions and levels of arousal as before while her fingers brought up the wetness from inside her to make them slip easily over her now protruding clit. 

Annie looked over to see Beth's eyes closed, her face that of a woman in pleasure and ecstasy, and watched her hand very blatantly moving much faster and more deliberate around her pussy. Beth's story was very erotic, and Annie felt herself very aroused with Beth's words, and surprisingly, Beth's actions, right there, right next to her, not 4 feet away, playing with her pussy, and sounding very aroused too. Annie closed her eyes again, and safe in the knowledge that Beth's were closed also, she allowed her lower hand to make a few more intense moves on her pussy, amazing herself at just how wet it had become. Beth peeked over to see more movement, and she knew the younger woman was getting turned on.

Annie froze as her bed moved. She kept her hand very still on her pussy; two fingers having just found their way inside, but she couldn't stop her heart beating loudly. The room suddenly became brighter as Beth opened the other curtain and walked back towards her bed. The room was much brighter now, with the extra lights from the hotel down the hill adding to the ambiance of the half moon that filled the night. Their eyes had become more accustomed to the light so now the room seemed almost bright. As Beth walked back past the bottom of Annie's bed, Annie watched her. She saw those amazing large breasts moving with each step; moving sensuously, swaying even, as her body moved. As Annie looked down the length of her body towards Beth, she noticed that her own nipples had become very erect, very hard and had a certain ache to them. She was a little embarrassed to see Beth standing at the bottom of her bed, staring right at them, but there was a little thrill deep within her at the sight.

Beth's hand reached out and grabbed the sheet at Annie's feet and slowly started to pull it towards her, to uncover this thin framed woman and to see her nipples in the semi darkness and the rest of her body and what was being done to it. Those thoughts thrilled into her. Annie's grip tightened, but Beth pulled harder. Annie knew what the other woman was trying to do, Annie just had to decide if she wanted Beth to gaze on her naked aroused body or not. Annie looked at her, and saw that Beth's nipples were hard too. She could also see where Beth's juices had coated parts of that smooth mound of her pussy that were now shimmering in the light from the window. Slowly, Annie reduced the pressure of her grip on the sheet and allowed Beth to pull it down slowly. As it cleared her breasts, Annie instinctively pushed them forward a little to make them appear larger, but Beth's eyes were locked on the nipples. The sheet drifted slowly lower towards Beth. As it got to her pubic hair, Annie's hand shot down to grab the end of the sheet tightly, the last attempt at modesty. Beth pulled a little harder but Annie refused to relinquish that last vestige of cover. 

Annie's mind was awash, with confusion and arousal. She had been naked with Beth most of the afternoon, and admitted to herself that she was far more comfortable with her naked, but this was different wasn't it? Berth was obviously aroused wasn't she? Was it leading somewhere? Was it ok for her friend to see her turned on? Wasn't it different to seeing a body normally, to seeing someone all hot and bothered, turned on, with a wet pussy, erect nipples... yet it was all very arousing.

Sensing the uncertainty as well as the underlying arousal, Beth yanked very hard and forcefully on the sheet, and pulled it completely out of Annie's hand and onto the floor. The look on Annie's face caused her to smile inwardly. It was a face of shock, but almost a thank you, for making the decision. She knew the younger woman liked a little exhibitionism, but was way too shy. Beth's smile grew wider, much wider, when she saw that, despite all Annie's silent protest about her modesty, with the sheet gone, Annie had made no move to close her legs or remove the two fingers that were deep inside herself, all wet with her juices. 

Beth stared down at the younger woman in the half light. The light from the window cast shadows across Annie's body. The smaller breasts had flattened out further, making those wonderful puffy peaks stand even higher above the skin. Their shadows cast along the white skin in contrast while the faint wisps of lighter hair at Annie's pussy reflected the faint light. Beth noted the glistening of Annie's upper thighs on one side, the other forced into a darkened contrast by the shadows. Beth's hand went down to her own wet throbbing pussy and cupped it gently, squeezing it in time with the heartbeat that she felt there, strong against her fingers, strong inside her chest.

"Does it feel good?" Beth asked, her voice quite lustful and croaky, while her eyes locked onto the two fingers in Annie's pussy.

"Uh huh!" was all the response she received

"Does this turn you on?" Beth asked as her fingers found the wetness of her own lips, daring the younger woman not to look at her pussy. She trailed her fingers up and around the outer lips and smooth mound, finally making their way back to her clit, causing a slight gasp to escape.

"Uh huh" came the reply. To add confirmation to her utterance, Annie's fingers moved just a tiny bit inside her, much to the pleasure of the woman watching her.

"Good..."cooed Beth as she made her way back to her own bed. Instead of climbing in, Beth put her two pillows half way down and sat on the side of the bed, before laying down; her feet still on the floor. Annie watched as Beth sat, and was rewarded with the sight of Beth's legs parting before her, the light from the window highlighted Beth's wet swollen pussy in the dark. Beth's head was high on the pillows and was able to see how exposed she was, and to see the silhouette of the girl looking eagerly at her. Beth closed her eyes, started circling her clit with her finger more intensely, and continued with the story, albeit with a much deeper haltingly aroused tone, knowing that Annie could see all there was to see.

"Where was I?.. oh..yeah...he lifted me onto the billiard table and started licking my pussy. I was in heaven. His tongue must have been two feet long, it did the most wonderful things to me. It felt so fantastic as it went up and down my lips...mmm... teasing me at first, then he found my clit with it and things just got crazy....mmm... I was squirming with every lick, every move, every little nuance. His tongue flicking and licking... and when he pushed it right in ...and started lapping at me...mmm... I almost exploded on the spot. I could feel his face pressed against me. I knew I must have been leaking like a sieve,... his face was covered in my juices, and so was the billiard table! His tongue was merciless, it just went on and on, and then I just...I just.. oh God.. I came...I came hard...and long...oh God... I am about ready to cum right now."Beth breathed heavily and sexually.

Annie's eyes were closed tightly save for the odd peek at Beth's hands on her pussy, but her ears couldn't block out the sounds that filled the air. They were squishy sounds of fingers inside two very wet and aroused pussies, there were gasps between Beth's words as Beth worked herself towards an orgasm, there were other sounds that Annie only just realised were coming from her as she too got closer to her own orgasm listening to the story, to the sounds of sexual arousal.

Annie almost froze when she felt the bed move. She did freeze when she felt Beth's thighs each side of her as she sat astride Annie on her hips. She also felt Beth's very wet pussy grinding against her hips in the semi darkness. Annie opened her eyes to look up at the older woman sitting astride her hips. Beth's two large breasts heaved under the labored breath as Annie watched them rise and fall in the half dark. One breast was fully lit while the other one enjoyed the darkness, but both the erect hard nipples and slow grinding of a soaking wet hairless pussy against her mound belied any calm she may have seen before her. There was certainly no calm within herself. Annie could see up into the aroused face of the woman above her, she could see the lust there in her eyes.

"Please!"Beth urged in the half dark.

Annie laid there in shock, trying to figure out just what she meant. It didn't take long.

"Please..." Beth breathed again, her hips still grinding trying to get some tactile relief against Annie's sex. "... make me cum...please?"

Annie didn't know what to say, but she knew that she hadn't instantly said no, and inside her she knew she wouldn't. The confusion and the uncertainty hadn't stopped her hand at her own pussy, it had actually increased its tempo knowing how turned on Beth was, seeing this body so close, smelling that wonderful and unmistakable scent of muskiness, enhanced by Beth's closeness to cumming. Beth sensing agreement leaned forward and grabbed the top rail of Annie's bed head and raised herself up onto her knees, bringing her pussy almost directly above Annie's head. It was then just a simple matter for Beth to slowly let her knees slide outward to lower her aching soaking wet pussy onto Annie's face.

Annie's arousal went through the roof, as Beth's face lowered onto her waiting mouth. After a small amount of positioning, Annie was able to run her tongue up and down the length of Beth's pussy, while still allowing her to massage her own wanting sexual organ. Berth squirmed above here, delighted at the feel of the soft wet tongue in places it felt like it belonged. 

As Annie set into a rhythm she was able to feel Beth's arousal through the way she was grinding her hips into Annie's face. Beth's rasping and panting got louder and louder and closer together, spurring Annie on with her own pussy, only to have Beth raise herself up and away from her mouth instead of allowing herself to cum. The sounds in Annie's ears were driving her on, as was the wetness of this woman's pussy at her lips. Annie's tongue stretched forward and flicked fast and long around Beth's clit and she was rewarded with a long groan and a wanton pressure against the younger woman's face.

Annie's view was amazingly erotic and was intensifying her arousal. She could smell the strong musky scent of this woman whose pussy was all over her face, she looked upwards over the very wet mound that was so perfectly smooth. Had Beth known this might happen and shaved or waxed? Annie smiled into Beth's pussy, redoubling her efforts. Annie looked up past the mound and past the small tummy that Beth sported and saw the two large D or maybe DD breasts that waivered and wobbled around and up and down as Beth moved and squirmed in delight at Annie's attention. Both nipples were hard and erect, and seemed to glow in the muted light from the window. Annie then caught Beth's eyes, looking down at her. Their eyes locked in sensual excitement, both enjoying what they were each seeing. The lust and arousal in Beth's eyes made Annie almost lose control right then, but eye contact was broken when, in attempting to not come, Annie had concentrated more firmly on Beth's clit and made her close her eyes and lift her head in pleasure.

Beth looked down again some short time later, almost lost in the lustful erotic nature of what they were doing. She was amazed at what Annie was doing and her tongue drove her onward until she could see that she was grinding her pussy all over Annie's face in pleasure. She could see her juices all over the young woman's face , but didn't care, it just felt so amazingly wonderful. She was so close to a wonderful orgasm that had been built up over the last few hours that all she wanted to do was scream and cum loudly and flood her pussy and Annie's face.

Annie felt her own orgasm so close, she was so turned on by what she was doing, by how turned on Beth was, by all the events of the day. She felt Beth get very close to cumming and start to lift her sopping wet pussy away, again trying to delay, but Annie raised her head and followed it up. Annie stuck her tongue inside and then went straight back to Beth's clit, replacing her tongue inside Beth with three fingers of her free hand while doing the same to herself. 

It was too much!

Beth froze, completely still, as every muscle in her body clenched. Her face was squeezed tight in the semi darkness as the intensity hit hard. One word broke the silence, it started quietly but ended in almost a scream.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck" and then wave after wave of pleasure burst through Beth radiating outward from her pussy to the soles of her feet and to the tips of her fingers. Each wave convulsed her body, pushing her pussy harder into Annie's face. Annie's own orgasm started while Beth had been frozen still, and throughout Beth's orgasm, Annie bucked below her, trying to maintain contact with her own clit and Beth's to thereby prolong Beth's pleasure. Beth's spasms were weakening but Annie felt the extra wetness at Beth's pussy and on her face. Beth collapsed onto her, the two large breasts almost smothering Annie as Beth continued to hold onto the bed rails.