2 comments/ 30194 views/ 4 favorites Digging Up The Truth By: south_beach_babe19 Kathi clung to the handrails on either side of her as the truck flew perilously down the dirt path. In the back with her were seven fellow adventurers, spread evenly around three sides of the open-air truck bed, all of them clutching the handrails as if their lives depended on it. And it did. Thirty six year old Kathi was particularly anxious for the two female college students in the group, neither of which had been on this type of excursion before. The youngest, Hannah, seemed to be taking it in stride. Her short, jet black hair whipped behind her head as she leaned out for a better view of what was approaching. Hannah's smile indicated to Kathi she was equating this to a thrill ride at an amusement park instead of what it truly was—a paleontology project. Sitting next to her was Megan, who was a little bit older and much more mature than Hannah. That put her in the group of people somewhat fearful for their safety. The four male students bravely hung on, attempting to make light of the situation. Douglas, a fifty two year old professor and organizer of the trip, sat next to Kathi. She saw him watching Hannah, her loose fitting top buffeted by the wind. Kathi knew from her experiences with Douglas that he would be paying extra attention to the pretty, young girl. She knew he would enjoy the occasional flash of skin and bouncing breasts this truck ride would offer him. Twice before, Kathi and Douglas had been in this part of Germany with students. It was famous for its fossil discoveries, and lousy roads. "Quit staring, Douglas. You're going to creep her out," Kathi said while leaning towards his ear. He looked over at her. "What?!" "You heard me," Kathi said. "She could almost be your granddaughter." The truck lurched off the ground and landed roughly, the occupants in the back following suit. Amid shouts and nervous laughter, Douglas laid his hand on top of Kathi's leg; half of his hand on her bare thigh and half on the bottom of her fairly short shorts. Kathi nonchalantly moved the hand away. "And keep your hands off her," she told her colleague. His wry smile was the answer she expected. Not an agreement, but an answer. Kathi Cullen and Douglas Pratt were both PhD's in paleontology, but Douglas' seniority made him the lead professor on these trips. Still, Kathi felt an obligation to protect the students, chiefly the females, and she went out of her way to rein in Douglas when necessary. Hannah and Megan were two of the better looking girls they'd had with them in a long time. Kathi expected to have her hands full. That was especially true with nineteen year old Hannah. She had proven to be an outgoing, fun-loving girl, traveling to Europe for the first time and, overall, being the life of the party. Kathi fully expected Hannah to latch on to one of the guys before now, but it hadn't happened—at least not to her knowledge. Experience told Kathi that a month in the German countryside with a small group of people could lead to anything. Mercifully, the truck approached the dig site and came to a screeching halt at the camp where the eight fossil experts would be housed. A dozen identical cabins were scattered around the wooded grounds. Large white numbers painted above the doors appeared to be the only means of distinguishing one from the other. Kathi had many tales to tell of people, both students and professors, attempting to enter the wrong cabins at night; allegedly by accident. The group quickly jumped out of the truck, trailing luggage and backpacks behind them. "Gather in front of cabin one, please," Kathi shouted. Douglas was not into the administrative stuff very much, so Kathi gladly handled it. She enjoyed it. Once they were assembled, she pulled out a sheet of paper and began reading: "Tom and Eric—cabin 3. Scott and Tony—cabin 4. Hannah and Megan—cabin 5. You have one hour to organize your cabins. Meet back here at," she looked at her watch. "Five o'clock." "Can we trade cabins with anybody?" Tony asked amid mostly male-led cheers and laughter. "Strictly prohibited," Kathi said, having heard the same question twice before. "Punishable by a free flight home." The students grabbed their stuff and disappeared inside their assigned quarters. Kathi and Douglas headed for cabins one and two, respectively. The cabins were three-room cottages. Three fourths of the interior was taken up by a combined living/dining room and kitchen. A tiny bathroom was in the back. The only other room big enough to move in was the bedroom, and it was tiny. Kathi threw her suitcase on the bed and opened it. She immediately searched out her hair brush. A mirror on the wall, barely big enough to show a reflection of her head, offered a chance to put her blonde hair back in place. She checked her t-shirt and shorts for any debris from the wild ride in the truck, and deemed herself dirt free. She unpacked and checked the shower for hot water, a trick she had learned from a previous trip. If she discovered it didn't work early enough, it was fixable before the month was over, barely. Kathi had learned a lot about herself and other people since obtaining her PhD and making the month-long expeditions. Among them: no man could be trusted, regardless of age, when you're a good-looking blonde in your mid-thirties—and single. Actually, she doubted that being single had much to do with it, except make it easier for the guys to hit on you. She learned that she was capable of recognizing the signs of a guy about to pounce; the looks, the comments, the 'accidental' contact. Kathi always displayed her disinterest in non-threatening ways, not wanting to feel threatened herself in the backwoods of Germany. The toughest thing she learned to deal with was her occasional interest in a guy on the trip. Temptation was an unrelenting beast. She was human, after all, and human weakness had overtaken her before. Kathi was not proud of that moment. At five o'clock, the group gathered outside her door. Kathi carried several plastic grocery bags, which the students were very interested in. "This is dinner," she said, holding up the bags. "Luckily, the people we work with here in Germany got the e-mail about stocking my refrigerator. There's hot dogs and, of course, brats. I think some frozen hamburgers, too. Anyway, we'll walk down to the shelter and see if we can make it edible." "Lead the way, Doctor Pratt," Kathi said. He carried the grilling supplies and would prepare the meal, part of the agreement that had Kathi doing the clerical work. On the way through the woods to the shelter, Kathi noticed that both girls had changed clothes already. Kathi found this typical of most female students. They over packed and went through clothes way too quickly. The girls would soon learn that the laundry facilities were less than ideal. Kathi also noticed, from her position near the rear of the group, that the girls' change had not gone unnoticed by the guys. Their looks and covert conversations offered her no end of entertainment. But the reaction may have been warranted, as both girls were now in quite revealing running shorts and tops. If the trend continued, Kathi might have to address it with them. She made a mental note. The shelter area was small, like most things at the camp, but functional. Picnic tables were lined up in front of a stone fireplace and a couple of iron grills. A rickety roof offered some protection, if the rain wasn't too hard. The students found seats while Kathi and Douglas began the process of cooking. Once the fires were going, Kathi got out of the way. The rest of the evening was spent eating and discussing the overall plan for the month ahead, concentrating on the upcoming few days. Both professors described what the students could expect to find and what specific specimens they were after. Most of the information had been shared long before the trip, but Kathi knew a refresher was always helpful. The sun was beginning to set when they finished. "You know how to get back, right? The rest of the night you're on your own. Meet in front of Dr. Cullen's cabin at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Be on time," Douglas said. "Any questions?" Each student shook their head. Kathi and Douglas grabbed whatever needed to go back to the cabins and left the kids in charge of the shelter. It was a troublesome exercise for the professors, but one they had to live through each trip. A short time later, while Hannah and Megan were also on their way back, Hannah said, "Dr. Cullen told me once there's a lake nearby, down the other road we pass up here. Want to find it?" "If you think we have time," Megan answered. "We have until eight o'clock tomorrow morning. And there are only two roads. How lost can we get?" Hannah said. Megan shrugged and said, "I'll trust you." They came to the 'Y' in the road and turned down the narrow path. It was really just two ruts in the grass, rarely used by anyone besides campers. A short walk among the trees brought them to the edge of the half mile wide lake. Tall grass and assorted swamp-like plants hid the lake from view pretty well, but there was an opening closest to the road that allowed the girls to get down to the shoreline. The quiet isolation of the lake was exceeded only by the oppressive heat that lingered in the late evening air. The surface of the water looked like a mirror in the stillness and the only sounds were insects, frogs and birds. "This is great," Hannah said, slipping her foot out of her sandal and dipping it in the water. "And the water's cool. Must be fed by a spring somewhere." She looked around a spotted a nearby log. "Want to sit down?" "Sure," Megan agreed. "I don't think this log got here by accident. It's too conveniently placed." "I know," Hannah said. "It's a little suspicious, isn't it?" The girls talked for a few minutes, their occasional laughter seeming to echo in the trees around them. During one of the infrequent lulls in conversation, Hannah said, "That water's too inviting. I think I'm going in. How about you?" "Nah," Megan answered shyly. "C'mon." Hannah already had both sandals off and was pulling off her shirt. Megan got a view of Hannah's bare breasts before Hannah bent down to remove her shorts. Standing in just her panties, Hannah looked splendid in the dim light. "Get in and tell me what it's like first," Megan said, watching the younger girl begin to wade out into the lake. Hannah was quickly up to her waist in water and continued wading out until it was up to her breasts. She turned to face Megan, the water seemingly supporting the small, round tits. "It's perfect," Hannah said. Then, in an athletic leap, she dove forward and glided under the water for a second. When she resurfaced, she stayed under the water so that it was up to her neck. Her short hair was plastered back as if it was styled that way. "Come on, Megan." The long day, persistent heat, and Hannah's invitations made the choice easier for Megan. She, too, undressed to her panties and stepped gingerly into the lake under the watchful eye of her new roommate. Megan walked past the still-submerged Hannah until the water rose to her chest. Hannah turned to watch. In a far less agile move, Megan simply bent her knees and allowed her entire body and head to get wet. By the time she came back up, Hannah had moved towards her. "Can you swim?" Hannah asked. "Yeah. I'm not great, but I won't drown," Megan said. Hannah dove towards the center of the lake and took two strokes before she heard the splash of Megan behind her. They swam about twenty yards and stopped, dog paddling to stay afloat in the deep water. "Isn't this great?" Hannah said, a little out of breath. "We might have to do this every night," Megan said to Hannah's surprise. Hannah led the way again, swimming back into shorter water. Just as she was about to stop, she felt something on her leg. She knew Megan was close behind and started to turn in the water. But a hand had hold of the top of her panties and was giving a powerful pull backwards, down Hannah's legs. "Hey!" Hannah yelled. The panties got to her knees and were pulled completely off while Hannah struggled to keep her head above water and keep from drowning while she laughed. Once her legs were free again, Hannah settled her feet onto the sandy bottom and faced the smiling Megan. "That's not very nice," Hannah said in feigned disgust while Megan rolled the wet panties in her hands. With an overhand throw, the panties were tossed toward the pile of clothes on the shore. Before the panties even hit the ground, Hannah was under the water and tugging on Megan's bikini briefs. Hannah could hear Megan's shrieks the entire time she was getting Megan naked. As soon as she was done, Hannah swam a couple feet away and added Megan's panties to the stuff on the shore. "We're even," Hannah said, getting her first good look at Megan's full breasts. They were certainly bigger than Hannah's own 'average' tits and had nipples that made hers pale in comparison. "You need to swim faster next time," Megan said. "There might not be a next time now." Megan splashed water onto Hannah's face and the water fight began. The once-tranquil lake was alive, at least in one tiny segment, with sprays of mist, waves, and high pitched yelps. Hannah tried to momentarily escape by swimming, but a firm hand around her ankle stopped her immediately. Hannah made an effort to kick before she was hauled backwards with surprising ease. "That will cost you," Megan said. With a loud slap, Megan's hand fell onto Hannah's wet, bare ass. "Owwwww!" Hannah screamed. "Shh! Somebody will hear us," Megan warned. And then she spanked her naked friend a couple more times. Hannah yelled again, but got her hand around and managed to somehow capture Megan's wrist while it was above her ass. With an awkward tug, Megan was pulled into the water next to Hannah. The two girls wrestled for position, their bodies bumping together many times in the process. Hannah tried to return the spanks under the water, but Megan easily stopped her by grabbing her arms. They faced each other, panting, and stationary for a change. Water dripped off their faces, down their necks and onto their chests. They looked at each other, half smiling. Megan pulled Hannah towards her and leaned into the cute girl. Their mouths met. Megan's tongue forced its way between Hannah's lips and she accepted it with uncertainty. The kiss lasted only a few seconds. "Another one?" Megan asked softly. "Please?" Hannah's shock wore off about the same time she caught her breath. She answered by initiating the next kiss herself. Megan let go of Hannah's arms and the girls came together naturally. They touched under the water, their hands eventually sinking to each others ass as the kiss became more passionate. Hannah's mind spun wildly with sensations and thoughts she'd never had before. When that kiss ended, Megan asked, "You're so beautiful, Hannah. Can I touch you?" "I thought you just did?" Hannah said with a little smile. "I want to feel your breasts." Hannah bit her lower lip, and then nodded silently. Megan looked at her new friend's chest before raising her hands and putting them around the outside of Hannah's breasts. Slowly, she cupped them in her palms and slid her hands up until they completely covered the youthful tits. Hannah never looked down. She gazed at Megan's face, and once or twice at her shimmering, wet breasts. But Hannah could not make herself watch her own breasts being massaged by another girl. "You've done this before," Hannah said. It was a statement, not a question. Megan nodded. Her fingers compressed the soft skin that comprised Hannah's tits. "You haven't?" Hannah shook her head. Megan said, "It's about the same as when a guy does it, only better." Hannah finally looked down when Megan took her hard nipples and rolled them between her fingers. Hannah took in a deep breath and felt her entire body react to the squeezing and pulling. "Can I lick them?" Megan asked. "I think I'll get mad if you don't." Megan smiled and leaned down to take a nipple in her mouth. The lick quickly became a mouthful of Hannah's breast. Megan's tongue and teeth worked their magic on the sensitive nub and Hannah moaned her approval the harder Megan sucked on the tit. Amid the incredible pleasure she was feeling, Hannah became aware of standing naked, waist deep in water in a lake, and it wasn't completely dark out. Yet, she didn't dare look around and give the impression that she wanted Megan to stop. The last thing she wanted was for Megan to stop. Hannah's attention was brought back to her immediate surroundings when she felt one of Megan's hands on the top of her thigh. It moved up and only stopped once Megan felt the start of Hannah's pussy. Hannah's mind screamed 'Stop!', but Megan's constant nibbling on her breasts made her body say something else. Hannah spread her legs. Without ever taking her mouth off Hannah's body, Megan put her fingers on her friend's pussy. The first time a finger crossed over her clit, Hannah let out a soft whimper. When Megan rubbed the spot harder, Hannah's body stiffened. She pushed her hips forward so Megan had better access to the whole area and Megan gladly kept going. Megan lifted her head off Hannah's chest and said, "Relax. Let me do this." Hannah probably couldn't have responded if she wanted to. She felt a single finger slide inside her cunt and begin to hit every responsive spot she knew she had, plus some. Megan slowly finger fucked her for a few seconds, before returning to the clit. Hannah tried to gasp, but Megan's mouth was back on top of her own and they were kissing harder and stronger than before. As if acting on their own, Hannah's hands reached out for Megan's tits and began to frantically squeeze them. Mutual moans and groans filled the quiet night. It all seemed wonderful to Hannah until it became apparent to her that she might have an orgasm, and soon. Kissing and fondling each other was one thing, but she knew that if Megan kept going, she'd cum eventually. "Megan," she tried to whisper. "Megan, I'm...I'm..." "Shh. It's OK. Relax," Megan assured her. Hannah wondered how she was supposed to relax. Fingers were either inside her cunt or rubbing her clit and she was about to have an explosive orgasm. Relax? "You're going to make me...oh God, Megan. Oh God!" Megan kissed her again and the orgasm began. She plunged two fingers inside Hannah and fucked her wildly. Hannah clung to Megan as her legs got weaker and weaker the longer the orgasm went on. She did a decent job of not yelling out at the top of her voice. Instead, several short cries of joy echoed around them. When it felt like Hannah was almost done, Megan rubbed her clit and the orgasm continued. Only when Hannah begged her to stop did Megan remove her hand. Their eyes met. Hannah's seemed to be asking what just happened. Megan's wanted to know if Hannah was alright. "Oh...my...God, Megan." "I wonder why Dr. Cullen told you about the lake," Megan said. "Makes you wonder, doesn't it?" "We better get back," Megan said sadly. The girls had taken a couple of steps toward the shore when they seemed to stagger simultaneously. Hannah was the first to utter a sound of disbelief, and Megan added, "Where are our clothes?!" Glances in both directions proved fruitless. The clothes were gone. The girls never felt as naked as they did standing there in the dark with no apparent hope of getting dressed. Water trickled down their legs and onto the ground beneath their bare feet. "Shit!" Hannah muttered. "It had to be the guys," Megan said with slightly more composure. "It had to be." Digging Up The Truth "But when? And what did they see? Or hear?" The alarm in Hannah's voice was clear. "We can't worry about that now," Megan said. "We're gonna have to walk back to the cabins like this. We'll think of a plan along the way, Hannah." "I guess. Damn it." "C'mon," Megan said, leading the way. Now the darkness didn't seem nearly dark enough for either girl. They easily found their way along the path up to the main road. They walked along the edge of the road, as though that would hide them a little more. Along the way, Megan said, "OK. We'll sneak around to the back of our cabin, walk along the side out of the view of the other cabins and run in the front door. Sound OK to you?" Hannah said, "Yep. You know they'll be waiting. But it's the only thing we can do." They managed to make it back to the cabins without running into anybody else, followed Megan's plan to perfection, and found themselves peering around the front corner of their cabin. As soon as Megan ran to the front door and tried to open it, she mumbled, "Fuck! It's locked." "Look! There!" Hannah was pointing to the front of cabin two, Dr. Pratt's cabin. The entire pile of clothes was on his doorstep, presumably with their keys in the pockets where they left them. "We'll go behind the cabins and come along the side of that cabin to grab the clothes, OK?" Megan suggested. "Yep. Be quiet," Hannah said. The girls crept without a sound. They made it to Douglas' cabin without incident and hunched over as they approached the front corner. Just then, flashes of light in the night made both girls squeal with surprise. Quickly realizing cameras were going off, they ran to the clothes, each grabbed a bundle and retraced their steps back to cabin five, the clothes acting as shields—at least for the front of their bodies. Laughter and cheers from the guys followed them the entire way, including the time Megan spent searching for her key. Finally, she had it in hand and the two noticeably shaken females made it into their cabin. The slamming of the cabin door echoed in the adjacent woods. ### "There was an incident last night that needs to be addressed." It was eight o'clock and everyone was gathered as instructed. Nobody was naked. Kathi's voice reminded all six students of a professor about to administer an exam. Hannah prayed that Kathi was talking about the 'stolen' clothes and not what preceded that episode. "Dr. Pratt and I encourage you to do two things while you are on this expedition: learn something about paleontology and have a good time. One should not interfere with the other. Please keep the pranks safe and be respectful of each other. Are there any questions?" The only smiles were, not surprisingly, on the faces of the four guys. Douglas stood next to Kathi with an ambiguous expression on his face. The girls were just happy to get it over with. "Good. Let's go dig up some history," Kathi said. The dig site was a twenty minute walk. Three universities were involved with the site and one of them had a team there at all times. It was a low-lying, flat strip of land that was a swamp during most of its prehistoric existence. Now it was grassland. Several rectangular holes littered the grounds. Each was covered with a light grey tarp, held up by four poles at the corner and ropes securing the poles. The excitement of the students grew as they approached the site and as they talked with the two professors about who would be stationed where. Hannah was somewhat disappointed when she ended up with Douglas' group, but she knew the pairings would most likely change on a daily basis. She also thought it might actually be a good thing that she was separated from Megan, who went with Kathi. Their feelings toward each other was perplexing, to say the least. Tools were stored in a nearby shed and shared by all three schools. Douglas and Kathi unlocked the shed and handed out what each student would need for their assigned tasks. Some would dig; some would sift dirt looking for fossils; some would clean possible specimens. Douglas and Kathi gave last minute instructions, and then the six students were allowed to experience the time consuming, often boring process of fossil hunting. As Kathi had predicted, Douglas paid special attention to Hannah. She got more than the usual number of tips from him and, as the day wore on and it got hotter, he became increasingly involved with the teenage girl in the clingy t-shirt and shorts. During one hour long stretch, Hannah and Douglas were alone in the far corner of an otherwise empty pit. "So, what happened last night?" Douglas asked as they chipped away at the dirt. Hannah's heart skipped a couple beats. "Uh, what do you mean?" "That was quite a commotion when you and Megan returned." How did he know they were just returning, Hannah wondered to herself. "Just guys having fun at our expense, I guess." A moment later, Douglas said, "Do you have plans to retaliate? Just remember what Kathi, uh Dr. Cullen, said this morning." "We haven't talked about it," she replied tersely. "It'll be difficult now trying to return the favor. They'll be watching their clothes very closely," Douglas said. Hannah looked at him, convinced he had way more details than would be expected. She didn't even try to respond. "If you have any more trouble and want help, just let me know," he said. "I'll be sure to do that," Hannah said, adding a wickedly rude smile for emphasis. As he rose to leave, Douglas turned his small chisel onto its flat side and tapped it against Hannah's ass. She decided to refrain from throwing her hammer at him, not wanting a plane ride home just yet. Towards the end of the afternoon, when she had a chance to be somewhat alone with Kathi, Hannah said, "Dr. Cullen, do you have a second?" "Of course, Hannah. What is it?" Hannah looked around to make sure it was a private conversation. "Can I come to your cabin after we eat. I need to talk to you." "Sure. I'm not going anywhere. You're not sick are you?" Kathi asked. "No. No. It's something else. I'll tell you later." ### The soft knock on Kathi's cabin door was answered almost immediately. "Come on in, Hannah." Kathi shut the door behind them and told Hannah to have a seat. She took a chair, leaving the couch for Kathi. "Want something to drink?" Kathi offered. "No thanks. I had plenty during dinner." "So what's up?" Hannah looked down at her crossed legs, playing with the bottom of her shorts. "It's Dr. Pratt. I don't...," Hannah said before starting to choke up. "I don't know if, if I can take it for a month." She sniffled and Kathi debated whether to go to her or not. Experience told her to wait. "What happened?" Kathi asked in a very serious tone. Hannah wiped away a tear and said, "Nothing, yet. But he's always looking at me and then today, today he came to talk to me about last night. But I know he didn't want to help me. He, he's just looking for a way to get me alone, I think." Hannah spoke as long as she could before having to fight back the heavy tears that were imminent. "He didn't touch you, did he?" Kathi asked. Hannah said amid sobs, "Kind of." This time Kathi walked over to the teenager. Hannah stood up and nearly threw herself into Kathi's arms, and then began the gut wrenching weeping both women knew was coming. "It's OK, hon," Kathi tried to assure her. But she let the girl cry on her shoulder for several minutes. Once Hannah's composure was back, Kathi said, "I'll talk to Dr. Pratt." "No! Don't!" Hannah sobbed. "But how else are we going to resolve it, Hannah?" "I don't want him mad at me. Please," Hannah begged. Kathi looked into Hannah's face. "Are you going to address it yourself? Otherwise, how do you stop it?" "I don't know," Hannah said dejectedly. "I don't know." "Listen. Give it a day or two. See what happens. Maybe he'll back off," Kathi said. Then she held Hannah by the arms and said, "If there's the least bit of trouble, let me know." The moment Hannah left her cabin, Kathi fell onto the couch and stared at the ceiling. Why had she not wanted to let go of the beautiful girl? Why did she want to kiss her? She had the overwhelming urge to kiss the poor girl. What the hell was that about? Kathi awoke in the middle of the night on the couch, and then made her way to the bedroom in the darkness. The following day was without incident for Hannah. But she was paired with Kathi or other students all day, so her interaction with Douglas was very limited. Even after they returned to the camp, Hannah stayed with somebody all evening. The evening of the next day, however, proved to be quite different. Hannah felt safer after two full days of non-interference from Douglas and she braved the cool darkness to swim in the lake with Tom, who she had learned to trust completely. They both wore swimming suits and neither felt threatened in any way. They walked back to the camp together, laughing and sharing their impressions of the other members of the group. It was the most fun Hannah had since her swim with Megan. Not as satisfying, but still fun. Hannah and Tom separated behind the cabins and Hannah headed for hers. She was about to come out of the last little clump of trees when a sound behind her made her freeze. Then a hand was over her mouth. "Shhh. It's me, Hannah. Douglas. Don't scream." The girl was too frightened to scream. His body was against hers from behind, an arm around her waist. "OK?" Hannah nodded. "I'm going to remove my hand. If you make a sound, I'll say we bumped into each other in the darkness. If you say anything else, you'll be on your way home. Got it?" Hannah nodded. Douglas pulled his hand away and Hannah gasped for air. "Why? What do you want?" she asked. "Shhh. Not so loud. I want you to enjoy yourself," he whispered. "It's a long month over here, Hannah. Have some fun." His free hand moved on top of her damp t-shirt, searching out the top of her bathing suit. She struggled feebly when she felt his hand touch her breast. Behind her, the hint of an erection pressed against her ass through his pants. "What did you and Tom do at the lake? Did you fuck? Did you fuck in the water?" Douglas said into her ear. The harshness of his words startled Hannah. However, she managed to say, "No. No, of course not." "But you're so beautiful Hannah. I bet he wanted to." Douglas' hand was squeezing her tit, rubbing the material of her shirt and bathing suit against her skin. Hannah squirmed, causing Douglas to hold her tighter. "Take off your shirt, Hannah." "No!" "Do it, Hannah!" He reached for the bottom of her shirt and Hannah slapped his hand away. She lifted the shirt herself and slowly pulled it off as he let go of her. The temptation to run was great, but she decided not to for fear it would make him mad. "Good girl," he said, returning her to his grasp. This time his hand was on the top of her breast, sliding down until it was underneath the tiny bikini. Her skin was cool, almost cold, from being in the water. The bikini was wet; her nipple extended. "Ahhhh, you feel so good, Hannah. You must like this. Your nipple gives you away." She felt her entire body become rigid as he massaged her tit. The strap of her bikini fell from her shoulder and he had access to all of her breast. He kneaded it roughly, pulling at the hard nipple. Douglas' other hand lowered the strap on the opposite side and both hands worked over her breasts. Finally, the bikini top slid down and she was exposed to him completely. He pulled her back, his rigid cock firmly between her ass cheeks as he rubbed her tits. "Take it off, Hannah." The few moments that passed since he first attacked her allowed Hannah to think, at least a little. When would be a good time to run? It would have to be when she was free of him and he least expected it. If she could get at least partially naked, he'd have to think he'd won. Hannah reached behind her back. She untied the top. His hands were off her as he watched in the darkness. She began to pull the top off. Her first three steps were the quickest she'd ever moved in her life. She saw the opening in the trees and dashed through, the bikini top flapping in her hand before she let it go. She heard him utter an undistinguishable sound and then she was in the clear. Her bare feet flew across the hard ground, what little grass there was offering little protection. But she had her goal in sight: Kathi's cabin. Hannah's bare breasts bounced wildly as she approached the cabin at full speed. She whirled around the corner and stumbled to the front door, fully expecting it to be locked. She was prepared to pound on it if need be. Astonishingly, a turn of the knob allowed Hannah to open the door and rush in. She closed it behind her and pushed in the lock. She leaned against it with her back, trying to catch her breath while scanning the dimly lit interior. Kathi was nowhere in sight and Hannah was hesitant to speak out. Slowly but surely a sound became evident. A light eking out from under the bathroom door confirmed her suspicion: it was the shower. Hannah felt strangely glad that she'd have a few seconds, at least, to catch her breath and straighten out her thoughts. Hannah crept quietly towards the bathroom. She felt awkward in just her bikini bottom and considered sneaking into Kathi's bedroom to get something to wear. But then another consideration crossed her mind, a completely opposite thought process. As she listened to the water on the other side of the door, Hannah began to remove the bottom of her bathing suit. She tossed it onto a nearby chair and stood naked in Kathi's faintly lit cabin. At that same moment, the sound of the water died out. Hannah's heart skipped a beat. Could she do this? Should she do this? It seemed to take forever for the bathroom door to open. When it finally did, it was accompanied by a shriek. "Hannah!" Kathi's surprise that anybody was there was doubled by the fact it was a naked somebody. "What...!?" Hannah rushed ahead and wrapped her arms around the towel-covered woman. "Help me, please." "What? What happened?" Hannah buried her face in Kathi's neck. "He did it. He tried to rape me, Kathi." Kathi shuddered at the words. She knew this was a major situation, if true. But her first concern was Hannah. "Are you OK?" "I am now. He came up behind me in the woods by the cabin. He, he...," she stuttered. "Shhh," Kathi said. "Tell me later." They were the best words Hannah ever heard. Whatever Kathi's intentions were by uttering them, it caused Hannah to relax. She kissed Kathi's neck, almost unconsciously. When Hannah leaned back far enough for the women to look at each other, all signs of shock were gone, replaced by the concern and love shown a couple nights earlier. They simultaneously moved closer and kissed. Kathi's towel rubbed against Hannah's bare breasts and the teenager's nipples, already sensitive from the episode outside, exploded with feeling. The kiss lingered and increased with passion as the women realized what was happening. Their hands clutched at each other and quiet moans could be heard. In a swift motion that went unrestrained by Kathi, Hannah pulled open her towel. Hannah let it fall to the floor at their feet. Their breasts came together for the first time and Kathi practically attacked Hannah's mouth with her tongue. The kiss seemed to last a lifetime. "Oh, Kathi," Hannah moaned when it ended. "Have you ever, I mean, ever done this, you know, with another girl?" Kathi shook her head, her eyes roaming down to Hannah's magnificent breasts. "Have you?" the professor whispered. "Once." Hannah didn't want to name names. "Was it good?" Kathi's hands slid down onto the very top of Hannah's ass. "Better than any guy I've ever had." Kathi's heart pounded. She knew that's what Hannah would say, and it frightened her. "I don't know how," Kathi said. "Yes you do," Hannah said in a low voice. "You know what you want. You know what feels good. Just do it." Kathi put one of her hands on the meatiest part of Hannah's ass and squeezed gently. "That's it," Hannah moaned. And then she lowered her head and licked one of Kathi's tits. Expecting some resistance, Hannah went slowly. When she got none, she opened her lips and inserted the tit into her mouth. "Hannah. Hannah, I, I can't...," Kathi sighed. Hannah took her nipple between her teeth and bit softly. "Oh God!" Half a minute of attention had both of Kathi's nipples fully erect. "In the bedroom, Hannah. Please." The women walked quickly into the tiny room, leaving all clothes and towels behind them. Kathi pushed the door shut and kissed her new lover once again. They fell onto the bed in a bundle of intertwined legs and arms, the kiss never ending until Hannah had rolled on top of her professor. From there, she worked her way down to Kathi's tits again and sucked them long and hard. Soon, she was licking her way past Kathi's navel, across her stomach and between her legs. Kathi knew she wasn't going to stop Hannah, but the thought of another female about to lick her pussy gave her many second and third thoughts. Still, Kathi spread her legs and all but begged Hannah to continue. Hannah was slow and caring about the sex, just as Megan had been with her. By the time her tongue made contact with Kathi's clit, the professor was ready to do anything. "Hannah! Oh God, Hannah," Kathi cried out. "Yes. Yes!" The girl put Kathi's hard clit in her mouth and sucked it and licked it until Kathi was squirming on the bed in ecstasy. When she thought Kathi was about to cum, Hannah moved down to insert her tongue into the woman's soaking wet cunt. Kathi held her by the back of the head, never wanting her to leave the space she was in. The more Hannah fucked her with her tongue, the closer she came to a climax. No cock on Earth could equal what she felt at that moment. Hannah moved back up to the clit and Kathi was ready. "God! I'm cumming! I'm cumming, Hannah!" Kathi's ass rose from the bed and Hannah slid her hands underneath. Kathi bucked back and forth, her breasts rippling in rhythm with her body's wild motion. All the while, Hannah took her mouth off the clit. The orgasm faded and grew several times, a simple tug on the nipples or lick of the clit reigniting Kathi for another round of loud moans and body-shaking trembles. When Hannah sensed it was over, she moved up and allowed Kathi to taste to her own juices on Hannah's lips. "Now, do you think you can do that?" Hannah asked. "I have an excellent teacher. I think I'm ready to try." The lesson lasted long into the night, including talk of a threesome 'final exam'.