5 comments/ 15186 views/ 4 favorites Between London and Brighton By: angela40 It was one of my usual weekend trips to Brighton. After a hectic week in London, Brighton was the place for me to relax. I knew no one in London by the Sea as its called. As I boarded the bus at Victoria Coach Station, I noted one open seat next to a young lady sitting by the window in the last row. "May I," I asked her. She smiled at me with approval, as I took my seat next to her. It was somewhat akward sitting down, as my skirt slipped up. I had no idea if she even noticed it. She returned to her book, as I brought out mine. I was able to see the cover of her book, Carol by Patricia Highsmith. I let her read for several minutes when I couldn't hold back any longer and asked her if she liked the book. I told her I had read it many years ago and was a great fan of Highsmith. "I am also a great admirer of her works," was her reply. "Yes, she was a powerful, daring writer," I replied. Before we knew it we introduced each other. "I am Angela." "I am Amanda." We shook hands and continued our conversation. Amanda kept looking at my lap. My skirt was embarrassingly short. She kept looking at me again and again. I smiled at her and bluntly but tactfully asked her about her sexual orientation. The question aroused her. Her nipples became erect as did mine. Since I don't wear bras, my nipples were more pronounced. We were moving along quickly. We both felt the chemistry. I took her hand, put it on my lap and covered us with a newspaper that was left in a seatpocket in front of us. Amanda and I looked at each other. I leaned back in my seat as Amanda's hand reached under my skirt. It was all done discreetly. I opened my legs a bit for her deep touch. I looked at her, seeing her glazed over eyes. Her beautiful face turning a radiant red. She explored more, something I didn't expect. I had planned to enjoy the ocean, therefore had shaved the night before. I looked at Amanda's face, somewhat sweaty now, her eyes closed as she explored more of me. I opened my thighs wider, didn't have to say much as I felt one of her long slim fingers caress around my pussy lips. Was she agressive or was she in need of love? Then she pulled back, the teasing sweet bitch. "Sorry about it all," she said in a apologetic tone. I responded with a kiss, a deep tongue kiss, as I unzipped her jeans and pushed my hand gently in reaching for her pussy that was without panty. I couldn't believe what I heard. "Make me cum, make me cum on the bus, please, I love the fucking risk, love it." I love taking risks in public. I didn't care if she had done this with others, at this moment it was my turn. Amanda slid down a bit further in her seat and slightly lowered her jeans below the waistline. I saw the top of her silky hair patch. It was trimmed beautifully. Seeing it I leaned towards her lips again, licked around them, then pushed my tongue into her hot wet mouth. I had to have her. Now I was the agressor and ....... "OOOHHHhh," I heard her moan. She moaned more as I pushed three fingers into her wet pussy. It was dripping with her juices wetting down my fingers. I pulled them out of her excited cunt and smeared them over her lips. She sucked my fingers into her mouth, kept licking them, all around my fingers, which turned me on again. I controlled myself hoping that we would meet again in Brighton. It was more then I hoped for. Before we reached our destination she asked me where I was residing. Told her at the Albion Hotel. So was she. We both were very pleased that we were staying in the same hotel. We finally arrived at the Brighton-Hove Coach station. As I rose from my seat my skirt slid up almost exposing my pussy. Amanda looked at me and smiled, quickly touching me between my silky thighs. Everyone had left the bus by now. My pussy was on the level with her lips. She quickly leaned forward and kissed it. How much I wanted her right there and then. I saw the driver coming back towards us, asking if everything was ok. I responded that everything was fine, just trying to get our gear together. We both left the bus and walked the short distance to the Albion Hotel. We each had a backpack. As we started to walk she took my hand as two children would during play. The hotel was in sight, as we suddenly stopped, looked at each other and kissed. "Oh Amanda, I can't believe this blessing is happening to us." She smiled and both responded with more kisses on our lips. I didn't know if she had a friend in London, or if she lived with someone, or this be a one nighter during a summer weekend. She didn't know anything about my circumstances either. ...But for the moment our lips kissing, and feeling each others tongues was an explosive emotion. We haven't even been to bed yet. I suggested she cancel her room and stay with me. At first Amanda hesitated, but then agreed to it. At the hotel desk, we told the clerk that Amanda was cancelling her room and that my girlfriend decided to stay with me. On the way to the room, even on the elevator we couldn't stop touching. I flashed her raising my skirt up and down quickly. "You tease me," Amanda said in a quite tone. Leaned into me and kissed again. Our nipples were erect. Rubbery tips that needed to be suckled and bitten. We entered the spacious room overlooking the Palace Pier and the ocean. We stood near the window, I went behind Amanda, circled her waist, and teasingly licked her neck, bit it gently, as I opened the waist of her jeans, letting them drop to the floor. I continued to kiss her neck as my hand now travelled between her legs. She opened them. "OHHH you bitch you are so wet, are you wet for me." "Yes for you, yes." I pulled back had her lean over at the window sill. Spread her legs, opening her luscious asshole, that I needed to tongue at this very moment. I kneeled behind her, then Amanda pushed her ass towards my mouth. She didn't have to tell me what she wanted. I wanted what she wished. "Put your tongue in," I held on to her and then...... I circled her asshole rim, spread her asscheeks and then forced the tip of my tongue as deep as possible. I was so involved I didn't hear anything, didn't hear her moans. I tongue fucked her and as I also wanted to finger fuck her, she was already doing that. "Make me cum, do it, make me cum you slut." I didn't take long for Amanda to be showered with orgasms and also pee on the floor. Exhausted we both fell to the carpet. I then undressed, then I took of her top. Now we will be one in each others arms. The weekend has just begun. ########## Between London and Brighton Ch. 02 I woke up in the middle of the night the urge to touch Amanda. Her side of the bed was empty. I did hear the shower and radio going. Again I was in the need of her. There was no controlling my urges. I rose from the bed and headed to the bathroom. My nipples were erect, my pussy wet for her. She didn't hear me with the cascading water wetting down her sexual body, that needed to be devoured again. The door was slightly ajar with the steam escaping from the loo. I stuck my head thru the door and thru the slight fog, I saw Amanda bringing pleasure to herself. I stepped in, opened the glass shower door seeing her fingering her pussy. "I finish you off love," I said in a quiet tone. I removed the wet fingers from her pussy, sucked into my mouth, licked them dry, as all of a sudden she was kneedling in front of me, opening me up, feeling her tongue nipping at my clit. "OOHHHHhhhh." The water was now caressing us both. I was lean with my back against the shower wall, my hands raised holding on to the shower head. My eyes were closed, breathing gotten heavier and heavier, as Amanda ravished me. She spread me open, her tongue circling the slit, teasing me by entering her tongue into me, pulling it out, pushing it in, holding on to my bum, going faster and faster. I no longer could hold on, as I came and came on her tongue. She raised herself, kissed me, entering her tongue in my mouth, tasting myself. I took her beautiful face between my hands, holding her to my lips, abling to taste more of me. We dried each other off and went back to sleep. I woke with the morning sun streaming into the room. Amanda was still asleep. I ordered up coffee with toast and my favorite marmalade. I slipped into a short nighty, awaiting the arrival of coffee. Amanda was slowly waking up, turning over with the cover slipping away exposing her swelled up boobs. I just looked at her, and went to sit on her side of the bed. I wanted to see all of her. Brazenly I uncovered her completely. The vixen smiled at me, her tongue licking around her lips. "Kiss me," she commanded me. I leaned down over her, our lips touched as before, but this time we both were feverish. I felt it, her face cheeks flush and heated. I removed my short nighty, Amanda pushed me down on the bed, as she laid herself on top of me. Our tit nipples were erect, rubbing against each other. I spread my legs, waiting for her to go down on me. I didn't have to ask her. The teasing bitch kissed me all over. Teasing me to the point I no longer could resist pushing her head down between my spread legs. "Kiss it, tongue my pussy, NOW, do it NOW." I get so demanding when physically morphed into a sexual frenzy. The teasing bitch Amanda manipulated me to a gushing squirt. # # # # # # # # # # # # I wasn't quiet ready to leave for breakfast but Amanda was ready for it and left for the restaurant. I said I would join her shortly. I couldn't help myself and Skyped my girlfriend in London. When she came on, she looked sweaty, disheveled. "What's wrong love," I asked her. "Nothing," "No there is something wrong, tell me, please," Before Melissa could answer a woman appeared before the cam. Took Melissa in her arms and kissed and fondled her tits in front of me. I was speechless. Melissa returned her kisses, and took the stranger's nipples between her fingers. Pulled on them, heard the stranger moaning. I should have shut down the cam, instead touched my pussy. My legs were open for my finger fucking, that all of a sudden I needed so badly. Melissa and the strange bitch saw me getting excited. She pushed Melissa down to her knees. The cam was adjusted to see what was being done to the stranger. Brazenly I kept watching. "Do it," I heard the stranger command Melissa. Again I heard the command. Melissa didn't react fast enough and was slapped in the face. Her hair pulled hard. Slapped again and again. Melissa began to cry and couldn'tbelieve it excited me so to see her being humiliated. My orgasms rolled over me, as the stranger let out a scream of release. In a sobbing voice, Melissa spoke to me. "Please forgive me for what I have done." Before she could finish, the stranger pulled Melissa again by her hair and in a harsh tone said, "You don't talk to that bitch when you are with me, do you understand me?" Melissa didn't defend herself as the strange woman slapped her down. Threw her on the floor, stood above her with her legs spread wide. I had turned into a voyeur, seeing what was happening to my girlfriend. I kept watching. What I witnessed next was an unbelievable high as I saw the strange lady peeing on Melissa. She just laid there and accepted it. At that moment I discovered a side of Melissa I wasn't aware of. The peeing had her rolling back and forth, then heard her say, "Oh Paulina, don't stop peeing on me, aahhhhh yes." I was sexually excited and enraged at the same time. I closed the laptop, laid back on the bed thinking I would be able to rest. Instead I was irritated, my pussy throbbing for more orgasms. I widened my legs, didn't need much to make me squirt and orgasm. I took a shower again and finally went to the cafe to have breakfast with Amanda. When I arrived Amanda had already left. I caught a glimpse of her thru the large window walking with someone to the Palace Pier. I was so upset I couldn't finish my breakfast. I shouldn't have done what I did. I stayed my distance and followed Amanda to the Palace Pier. Amanda with whom ever it was stopped and kissed. I finally realized it was a younger woman. They continued there walk towards the end of the pier and it being still early in the morning the pier was manageable. The looked at each other and kissed again. Amanda was risky and put her hand inside the girl's shirt, which was only buttoned with one. Amanda opened the shirt wide and leaned into her breasts and suckled them. I kept watching. It aroused me. My pussy was throbbing and getting wet again in my tight jeans. I looked at them again. This time the girl was standing behind Amanda and could only imagine, that the tits I had made love to the night before, were being fondlied by this strange girl. I couldn't bare it any longer and returned to the hotel. I was doing literary research on my laptop, when I heard the door opening. Amanda and the strange girl entered the room. I was still furious but trying to hide it. Amanda with a smile on her face introduced Laura to me. "You must be Angela," she said. "Yes, I am." "I told Laura that I met a wonderful woman," Amanda chimed in. I smiled at them both.