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Finding Comfort Ch. 01

By: RustedBeef



This is my first attempt at writing erotic fiction, so please leave any comment you have and vote after you've finished reading. A big thanks to AsylumSeeker for his very helpful editing. Enjoy!

For Lily. Hope you're safe wherever you're at.

-- Emma --

My body is aching pretty badly from walking for the past week down the interstate and I'd eaten the last of my food a few days ago, so the travel has been taking its toll on me. As my poor legs took me farther and farther down the seemingly endless path one painful step at a time, my thoughts turn to how easy it had been to come down this very road only three months ago, before the spread of the infection that caused the people it affected to die and later return as rotting cannibals--or simply Creeps. All I had to do was hitchhike for a couple days, it would be smooth sailing.

Things are much more different now, though. Where once I could just stick out my thumb and catch a ride with relatively friendly people, now I can only hope for the off chance that someone on the road will actually stop for a complete stranger. Even if someone does stop there's always the question of payment, which I've either been unable or unwilling to provide. My hopes of making it to the next town are running dry with each passing minute, almost as dry as my throat is feeling now.

The Californian Sun is relentless today and didn't have the courtesy to hide itself behind a cloud for the shortest length of time. Looking up away from my feet to check for any cars coming from behind me, my attention is drawn to the road sign ahead and I can feel my heart nearly skip a beat in my excitement. Shade at last! My joy is so great that I trip over myself trying to get underneath it despite my foot's protest and plop down once I arrive. I immediately begin rummaging through my backpack for one of the few bottles of water I have left, and when I eventually find one I down it quicker than I have ever done in my entire life. The cool water passing by my lips feels glorious and I nearly choke in my haste to drink it. Savoring the last few drops of water, I let out a long sigh as I put the empty bottle on the ground beside me. There isn't much else in the world that could compare to how I feel now after having rehydrated myself. For the briefest of moments I'm in a state of complete bliss, that is until my tummy, having had a taste of water, begins bringing back the incessant pain to remind me I haven't eaten in what seems like years.

Placing a hand on my stomach to quell the ache, I lie down and reflect on home. This is the first time I've ever been outside of Oklahoma, I have rarely gone more than a couple cities past my small hometown until a few months ago, and now I may never get back. I was a fool to leave in the first place, I didn't just leave my parents and the hateful jackasses behind; I left my friends, family and everything else I ever cared about. My entire life is back there, and it was all left behind when I decided to run. I just hope everything and everybody is still there when or if I get back, I'm not sure I'd be able to deal with it if everything is gone.

After resting for a good while and feeling a little better, my resolve is renewed and I sit back up to continue walking along the road. Before heading off, I realize that in the thrill of finding shade I had forgotten to read the road sign. I move to the other side and find that the next town is forty-five miles farther down the road. Fantastic, it's probably going to take me the rest of today to get there. It occurs to me that I might need to spend the night on the road instead of entering the town. The Creeps living there, or what qualifies as living, will be walking about the town during the night, and I can't risk searching for a safe place to sleep with them around.

Now ready to take off again, I resume my march down the interstate, and the familiar pain in my feet join my stomach's after walking for about a quarter hour. Suddenly, I feel Nature's call and so I venture off the path and squat behind a bush to make water. I know there's not really a point in preserving my modesty when there's nobody on the road, and so few people alive even, but it's important to me to hold onto things from before the infection, even if it's taking a leak in private. While relieving myself I look back at the road and my eyes go wide. There's a car coming my way! I quickly finish my business and pull my shorts back up before running back to the road and extend my hand out. It's moving at an agonizingly slow speed and my stomach feels like its knotting up as it gets near I close my eyes and hold my breath. Please stop, please stop, please stop.

A few moments later I realize there's a voice speaking to me. "Hello? Do you need a ride?"

Opening my eyes, I see a raven-haired woman leaning out of the driver side window and my hands immediately slide into my pockets. "Um, yeah, could you please give me a ride to the next town over?" My head dropped dops and I shift my feet. "I have some rubbing alcohol leftover... or maybe a few aspirins?" Please let that be payment enough.

"I can't take you into the town, but you can come with me to set up camp just outside" she says and gestures towards the car. "Come on over and hop in."

"Thank you so much," I blurt while unzipping my pack and walking toward the window to hand her the bottle of disinfectant. "You have no idea how much this means to me."

She gives me a big smile and says, "It's not a problem, just hurry up and get in. It'll be dark soon and we don't want you being attacked by the Creeps, do we?"

I couldn't believe my luck as I go over to the passenger side, I'm getting a ride and I'll have a place to stay the night at. The smell of sweat hits my nostrils as I open the door which is enough to make me almost forget how hungry I am; the car is filled with old clothes, a variety of rusty tools and who knows what else. Thank god the windows are open, hopefully the wind will push the stench out.

She must have noticed the look on my face because she laughs and says, "Sorry about the odour, I've been camping outside the cities and the car serves as my mobile storage locker." She flicks a finger at the multiple hanging air fresheners and frowns. "I guess these things aren't working as well as I thought they were."

We take off and a few seconds later she turns her head a little to look at me and keep an eye on the road. "So what's your name, sweetie, and where are you headed? I'm Taylor."

"My name's Emma, and I'm trying to get back home." I add with a frown, "California didn't have what I was looking for."

"I've heard that story before. The cure for the infection isn't in California. Believe me, I've checked."

And I've heard that before as well. Most people who traveled out west were investigating the rumors that a cure had been discovered and was being sold to whoever could afford it, but I knew better than to believe that. More often than not, a group of bandits would lure them into their hideouts with promises of a cure and subsequently rob them of everything they had. No, I traveled all this way out of desperation for something else.

"I wasn't searching for the cure."

She furrows her brow. "No? The cure is what draws practically everyone here. If not for that why did you come here, then?

I don't want to tell her why I'm here but there's no way out of her question I can think of, so I decide to give her the short version. "My brother... but he's gone, so I'm going back home."

Taylor turns her eyes away from me for a few seconds before looking back. "I'm sorry. I know what it's like to lose someone you love, too."

"Pete is not dead! He's probably with the navy somewhere still, helping to fight the Creeps." A curious look forms on her face and after a few moments I realize I might have overreacted to an innocent statement.

A couple minutes pass by with me staring out the window and neither of us speaking a word before Taylor breaks the silence to change the subject. "So where's home for you, Emma? Somewhere in the south, right? You sound like an Okie to me. Your accent reminds me of a girlfriend I once had from before everything went to shit."

Girlfriend? Did I hear that right? I could feel my face getting warm.

Taylor laughs. "Are you blushing because you're embarrassed I nailed it or because of what I just said?"

My eyes dart to meet hers for a brief second before jumping away again, I didn't notice what a pretty shade of green they were before... I think I might be blushing even more now. Damn my pale complexion. "Um, no. I mean yes. I mean, yeah, you nailed it, I'm an Okie."

She gives me a quizzical look and says, "Relax, honey, it's nothing to get worked up over. In fact, I think your accent is a little cute."

I don't know what to say and begin trying to think of a way to change the subject. Thankfully my belly does it for me with a loud and painful growl.

"Are you hungry? We're getting near the rest stop I was planning on setting up camp at, and I've got a few things to eat in the back." Taylor cranes her neck behind the seat. "...Somewhere."

Relieved by the fortunate change in conversation and excited by the prospect of finally getting something, even whatever it is that's buried beneath the pile of sweaty clothes and god knows what else, to eat I gush, "Oh my god, yes! I ran out of food days ago and haven't eaten anything since."

But my delight is quickly slashed down. Tilting my head down and rubbing my tummy I say, "But I don't really have much left to trade for food."

I'm fruitlessly digging through my backpack looking for something I can part with when I feel a hand brush back a lock of mocha hair from my moist eyes. "Don't worry about that, Emma, I'm not going to let you starve just because you can't pay me."

Sniffling I ask, "Are you serious? I've been told that before only to find out later there's a different kind of payment they want."

Those mossy discs of hers widen and her mouth gapes open a little. "What? There's no way I'd take advantage of you that way. And yes, I am serious. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I did let you starve because, and besides, I've got a promise to keep with an old friend."

Hearing Taylor say that is truly surprising, there was a time when I would have that that was something anyone in the world would do. But if living away from home, especially since the Creep infection spread, has taught me anything it's that people are selfish by nature and generally won't go out of their way to help another person in need when it won't benefit them in some way.

"Thank you, thank you so much." My voice was shaking and I quickly leaned over to wrap my arms around her, burying my face into her shoulder. "I wish more people were like you."

Taylor gently presses her mouth against my ear. "Shhh, sweetie, it's all right." She brushes the hair from my eyes and wipes a droplet of warm moisture away before hooking her arm around my body to hold me. "We're almost there now, do you think you can wait for just a little bit longer?" I nod my head and allow myself to feel comforted in this woman's strong arms as I close my eyes. The pain gnawing at my stomach doesn't hurt as much with her holding me tight like this.

I can feel the car slow down a little and the soft rocking of the floor; we must be off the main road, it can't be long now. My thoughts turn to my favorite meal my mom used to make me when I was feeling down: chicken fried steak, fried okra, and mac and cheese, all followed by a heavenly slice of pecan pie... I would give just about anything on Earth to have a home cooked meal like that one last time.

I must have drifted off because my eyelids slowly part and I see these brilliant green orbs looking right at me as Taylor nudges me awake. "We're here, hun. Come and help me get the camp set up. The sooner we get this done the sooner we can eat."  

Not wanting to wait a second more than I had to I quickly get up and step outside. The fresh air is a welcome change from the confines of the car and I suck in a big breath of it to clear my mind. Looking around, I notice the sun is setting and the lightning bugs are coming out to light up the night. The setting sun is casting a lovely glow over the horizon and onto the many wildflowers that are growing around me. I can't remember the last time I've seen such a beautiful place, and I'm feeling pretty happy that I'll be sleeping here in the open...especially since Taylor will be near me.

I walk around the car and find Taylor sitting on the ground fumbling with a duffle bag. She pulls out a grey tent case, and I notice the orange one beneath it.

Kneeling down in the grass beside her I ask, "What can I do to help? I've never set one of these up before."

Her eyes catch mine and she raises her eyebrows. "You mean you've never been camping before? How does a country girl like you miss out on that?"

My gaze drops down from hers and I pick at a random blade of grass. "I've gone camping before. My brother or daddy always set the camp up is all."

Taylor lets out a chuckle. "Well, it sounds like someone is going to be learning how to tonight, then." Looking at me biting my fingernails she adds, "It's not that difficult, don't worry. I'll tell you what to do."

With that she unpacks the tent from the bag and lays all the parts out on the ground. Together we carefully put everything together and have it set up in no time. I'm glad she helped me do it, I may need to do this again in the future.

"Wow, it's much bigger than I expected," I say, "it looked so small in the bag."

"Yeah, it's certainly an upgrade from my older tent and is pretty easy to carry around. This one is made for two, you know?"

Our eyes meet and I bite my lower lip. "T-two?"

"Yes, you're okay with that, right? I mean, I still have my older tent if you're not, and I'd completely understand if you aren't."

I sigh inwardly, I thought we were going to be separated. "No, I'm fine. It's just that... never mind."

Taylor puts a hand on my shoulder. "You don't have to worry about offending me, sweetie, I know it's awkward for someone not like me to sleep with another woman in the same tent together. Here, you can even use this one. I'll go set up the other for myself, okay?"

She turns to walk back towards the car.

"No!"

She turns back around and gives me a puzzled look. My gaze immediately drops to my feet and I can feel myself blushing hard. "It's fine, really. Please, forget I said anything."

Still looking at me with the same expression she says, "Okay... let's get inside, then. It's getting dark."

Following her inside and sitting on the floor I pull off my backpack and unroll my sleeping mat, resting my head against the pillow. Taylor pulls hers right next to mine and says, "I'm just going to get the rest of my stuff from the car. I'll be sure to grab some food for us, too, okay?"

My belly rumbles loudly at the mention of food and I rub it with my hand; I'd forgotten how hungry I am after almost having to sleep away from Taylor. I nod my head in acknowledgement and watch her leave while reaching back inside my pack to get my sleeping clothes, a set of my favorite pink pajamas. I know it's not the best clothing for the cold nights that follow the blistering heat, but they remind me of home and a time before my life was turned upside-down. Hurriedly removing my travel clothes before Taylor comes back, I slip out of my shorts and T-shirt to replace them with my lighter pajamas.

When Taylor comes back into the tent she has a big grin on her face and announces "I've got something I think you'll like."

She walks over to me and sets down her unzipped backpack which I start searching and pull out a bag of honey glazed pecans.

My face instantly lights up. "No way, I can't believe you have these!"

"I forgot I had them, to be honest; I've never been much for nuts. I only remembered them when you started muttering something about pecan pies."

Frantically opening up the bag of nuts I grab a couple and pop them into my mouth. I can't remember the last time something tasted so sweet.

Taylor reaches for the bag she brought in and says, "Woah, slow down there cowgirl. Here, let me get you something to go down with that." She lifts out a small jar filled with applesauce and twists open the lid. "I've always been a sucker for apples." She pours some into a tin cup. "Try some, I made it myself."

"You really made your own applesauce?"

Taylor's chin tips up slightly. "Yeah, and I've got a bunch more in the car. It's real easy to make, actually. All you need is a bunch of apples and a little know-how. The best part is that if it's canned right it can last for a pretty long time."

Raising the cup to my mouth and sampling a little, I'm surprised by its taste. It's not as sweet and is thicker than what I'm used to, but not necessarily in a bad way. I notice her staring at me with those lovely eyes of hers and I begin feeling embarrassed under her gaze. "It's good, isn't it?"

Putting a few pecans into my mouth for an excuse to remain silent, I simply nod in response.

A couple handfuls of nuts and scoops of applesauce later, we start to lie down and bid each other goodnight. She is on her side facing my direction, and I don't think I could do the same and get any sleep, so I curl up a little facing away from her.

It's strange to me how it can be so hot during the day but get as cold as it is now at night. I can feel goosebumps form on my skin and I start shivering slightly, so I pull my blanket as tight as I can against myself and gently rub my arms. Taylor's sudden whisper coming from behind causes me to jump.

"Emma, are you okay?" Taylor puts a hand on the back of my shoulder. "You're freezing!"

"No, I'm f-fine, r-really."

"No you're not. Come here." I feel her strong arms wrapping around me, turning me towards her and pulling me close. She's holding me still and is burning a hole through my head with her stare--oh, those eyes....

"There, isn't that much warmer?" My face is certainly getting warmer as I feel myself going red.

I try to hide from that gaze by turning my head into her shoulder. "It's better, I guess. Thanks."

Taylor slips an arm underneath the pillow we're sharing while keeping her other draped across my side and after a long while says, "Emma, do you want to stay with me for a while longer? I know you want to get home but I'm planning on heading East after I finish gathering more supplies. It might take a while, but I don't think you really have any other option."

I definitely want to stay with her, I don't think I ever want to leave but I can't bring myself to say so. Instead, I try to act offended at her calling me incapable even though it's probably true.

"What do you mean? I made it here before and it wasn't that hard."

She laughs. "This coming from the girl I found dying of hunger on the side of the road and baking in the sun. How did you even make it to California?"

"I hitchhiked when I ran--I mean left home to find my brother."

Taylor's mouth drops. "Wait. You're a runaway, and from before the virus?"

I can feel tears welling up as I turn my head into her neck. With my voice shaking I admit, "Yes." Droplets started running down my cheeks and I ask, "Will you really take me with you?"

She rubs my back soothingly. "Of course, sweetie, you don't have to worry. Will you tell me why you ran away from your parents?"

Memories of my secret rush through my mind and how everyone reacted when they found out. I don't want the same to happen with her, but she's different. She's like me. "I don't know... I've only ever told two people and it didn't turn out so well the last time."

"You can trust me, Emma." She cups my chin tenderly with her fingers and her eyes shift downwards to meet my teary ones. "I won't betray you, no matter what it is."


Finding Comfort Ch. 01



I want to believe her, it's just so hard to trust another person after the last time. But looking into those shimmering emeralds of hers I see genuine care and I know that I can trust her with this.

My bottom lip quivers as I reveal my secret. "Okay, I trust you Taylor.... I think I've always been this way, but never told anyone aside from my brother until last year. Ever since I can remember, I've thought girls were beautiful and had over time developed a crush for my best friend Madison. We used to have sleepovers on the weekends, and one weekend I was at her house and told her how I felt but she thought I was only joking and so I leaned in to kiss her. When I opened my eyes she was gone and her parents came in later to say they were taking me home."

I was openly crying by this point but Taylor pulls me tighter against her chest and holds me in her protective embrace. After a short while I am feeling better and continue. "When I was finally home, my parents said they were going to help me with my 'problem' which meant I had to go with them to church and talk about how I was sinning and needed to change. Of course all my friends found out and started avoiding me, and since my parents weren't supportive I felt alone and uncared for. Except for my older brother Pete. He was the first person I ever told and accepted me for the way I am, so when I turned eighteen I ran away to try and find him at his apartment in Alding."

Taylor interrupted, "But you arrived there as the virus was spreading and never found him, did you?"

I blink back some tears and say, "Yeah, and after a year of avoiding the Creeps I realized how much I missed my family and wanted to get back." We laid there together awhile in silence before I add, "I wish I had at least have gotten to kiss her...."

"You mean after all that you still don't even know what it's like to kiss a girl?"

"Not even once." Suddenly I realize we are sitting up and I have my arms wrapped around Taylor's chest in a tight hug with my head nestled into her shoulder. I've become closer to this woman than I have been with anyone else in my life. I know I can trust her with anything.

Shaking with trepidation, I lean in close to her ear to Taylor. "C-can I k-kiss you, please?"

Anticipation freezes me in place as I watch her mouth forms words that fall upon my deaf ears. It doesn't matter because I can see her answer clearly in her beckoning eyes. Thawing out, I close my eyes and lean my mouth millimeter-by-millimeter towards hers, and after what seems like an eternity we finally make contact.

My heart is beating a mile per minute, and I'm certain it's going to burst when she lifts her hand to softly caress my cheek and slides down my neck. Her fingers lightly brush past my shoulders, tickling their way down the length of my arms before finally taking my hand into her own, entwining our fingers together. She's making feel so safe in her arms that I can shed my initial anxiety and begin to enjoy her luscious mouth. I can feel her gently sucking on my lips, and after what seems like an hour she pulls away with a small smacking sound, taking my tremulous breath with her and leaving me feeling dizzy.

Lifting my eyelids I am met with her piercing greens looking deep into my eyes which I would normally shy away from, but now I'm captivated by them and can't bear to look anywhere else. This time Taylor pulls me back to meet her lips and I inhale as deep as I can through my nose, breathing in her scent; the applesauce from earlier is so sweet on her breath I can almost taste it myself.

Without breaking our embrace, she gingerly lowers me from our sitting position onto my back and rests my head against the pillow. A moan of protest escapes from my lips when she moves hers away and asks, "Are you sure you're okay with this, Emma? I don't want you to do anything you don't want to."

"Please don't stop," I breath out, "...I think I want more."

Taylor smiles and lowers beside and slightly above me. "I hoped you would say that."

She goes for another kiss but surprises me when she lands her lips on my neck instead, drawing out a small giggle from me. Her fingers tangle themselves in my chocolate hair while she starts leaving a trail of teasingly brief kisses up my neck all the way to my ear. I let out a sudden gasp when she gently nibbles on my lobe, slowly sucking it into her mouth, and her large hand begin to roam over my increasingly warming body.

She slides it down from my neck and over my chest to firmly massage my breasts as they rise up and down from my deep breathing. I can feel each individual finger as they bump past the peaks of my little swells which sends pulses of pleasure throughout me. This feels so good, so right.

Taylor then leans back, drawing me up with her and placing both hands on my hips. "I want you to take my shirt off, honey."

Her words draw my attention to her covered boobs and I reach out to touch her. "Okay." Slowly I unwrap her gifts to me, my fingers lightly tracing the tight muscles in her stomach, and my breath catches in my throat as I lay eyes on her exposed torso. "You're really pretty."

"Thank you, honey," Taylor says as she catches my wrists with those powerful hands. "Do you want to try touching me?" she whispers into my ear, her breath is steam and I shiver from the sensation.

As I open my mouth to answer, she covers it with her own and slips in just a hint of her tongue inside for a short moment, leaving behind her apple flavor for me to savor. I nod my head with her still latched on and she guides my hand up to her mounds for me to feel.

Once she releases me, I timidly start squeezing one before switching to the other and relishing in how soft and warm they feel. All the while she is raining down lovely little kisses all over my neck, shoulders and chest. Not long after, my pawing excites a low moan from her and I can't help but to giggle. She's moaning because of me! Her reaction is enough to embolden me to knead a little harder which causes her nipples to awaken in my grasp, and I'm rewarded with another satisfying reaction of approval from those sweet lips of hers.

Those lusty sounds emanating from her are almost daring me to go further, so I brush aside a cascade of her dark waterfall from a breast and lean my head forward to take one of her stiff chocolate tips into my eager mouth. I've never felt anything so uniquely smooth on my tongue. I swirl my tongue around and around her peak before deciding to gently suck on it, bringing out more of those lovely noises from her. Jolts of pleasure shoot up my spine as she rakes her fingertips up my back and massages her way back down.

It's so exciting being the cause of her pleasure and all I want is to continue making her release those lusty sounds into my ears, but Taylor cuts my ravishing of her soft pillows short. She slips both of her hands under the hem of my top and slowly moves upwards, stopping to feel my tummy and play with my belly button before cupping both of my bare breasts.

"I'm going to take your shirt off now, okay Emma? I have to see these lovely little bumps of yours." Her nimble fingers trace their way back to the bottom of my shirt and slowly drags it up my body and over my head, exposing my bare chest to her. Before I can even brush the hair out of my eyes Taylor lays me flat and follows me down, pressing her weight against my body. "You're so pale...."

I look away from her as my face heats up and I cross my arms over my chest. "I'm sorry. I try to tan, but I just burn."

Taylor crawls up my body and gives me another sweet taste of her tongue. Her steamy breath forms words into my mouth. "You're beautiful," kiss, "the way you are," kiss, "honey."

I feel as if I'm melting into her mouth as we share each other's tongues and play with our hair for the longest time until she breaks away from the heavenly joining of our lips. Taylor cups my cheeks with her hand and our eyes meet.

"Your skin is gorgeous, sweetie, it makes you look so pure and cute."

I'm still feeling self-conscious, but there's nothing other than pure lust in those jade orbs and I believe she genuinely adores me. Finally she pulls back slightly and plants kisses all over as she makes her sensual descent back down to my chest.

When she returns back to her previous spot she gently removes each of my arms one at a time to reveal my puffs and gently swirls my strawberry tips in her fingers. I've played with my breasts a little before now, but Taylor's playful hands bring that amazing sensation to a whole new level and I hum my appreciation. She dips lower to my tummy and starts dragging her tongue back up to my swells, playfully flicking her warm, smooth tongue across my rosy tips.

I tilt my head to the side and let out a long, soft moan, trying to savor every bit of the feel of her tongue as it slides back and forth. Taylor then sinks a hand all of the way down me and rubs between my thighs through my pajama bottoms; simultaneously she traps a nipple gently between her teeth and sucks hard on it. Her dual assault catches me unawares and I instinctively try to jump back, but her weight prevents me from moving away.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" Taylor looks up at me with tender eyes. "Just say the word, and I'll stop."

Her fingers are still making me squirm beneath her firm, semi-nude body as she says that, and I can't form the words on my mind as the only thing I can think of is how wonderful this feels. I just lay there basking in the bliss she's providing me, with sweat forming on my brow, and hope she can see the desire in my eyes.

Her fingers rub a little higher and hit my sweet spot, causing me to let out a small squeak and my hand darts down in an attempt to make her press down harder, but she abruptly breaks away. "No! Please!" I moan out. "That felt really good."

Taylor flashes her teeth as she lets out a chuckle, teasing the tip of my nose with her finger. "Do you want more?"

The tingly feeling at the apex of my thighs is still lingering and begging to be relieved, so I start rubbing my legs together trying to milk any and all satisfaction I can. What little pleasure I can extract is nothing compared to what she was doing to me just a moment ago.

"Mmm, god yes. I need more, Taylor. Please."

"Oh, you naughty little girl," Taylor said as she gave me a quick peck on the cheek and moved back towards my legs.

Getting up on her knees, she tugs at the laces keeping my loose pants snug against my waist and pulls them down along with my white panties to unveil my womanhood.

Tossing the last of my clothes aside, Taylor picks up my foot and licks in between my toes; it almost tickles and feels surprisingly good, like when I use a backscratcher to get at an otherwise impossible-to-reach itch. Her mouth gradually makes its way farther up my foot onto my calf, and I can feel the pounding in my chest get faster and faster with each passing second until I think I might faint if it gets any worse. Her kisses are getting nearer and nearer to where I most desire and I become dizzy as my breathing comes in short, quick gasps. All the while Taylor's seductive, mossy eyes are locked onto mine, never looking away.

Perhaps only a centimeter away from scoring a touchdown, Taylor's heavenly tongue emerges from its cave and... leaps over to my other leg. Whimpers tremble throughout my body, caused by her cruel denial, and I feel as if I will die if not for the look in her eyes promising untold pleasures later on.

My tormentor's tongue lands at the bottom of my thigh and works around in tight circles, her lips sucking in my pale flesh on occasion, making me shiver even more in anticipation of what will hopefully come next. Feeling her tongue reaching the point of better-not-return once again after a years worth of agony, I am so tempted to just reach down and pull her against my undoubtedly soaked core and grind for everything I'm worth, but I doubt I have enough strength left over in my body to even lift a finger.

Instead, I plead for my life. "Taylor... I can't take anymore. Please."

Taylor lifts her mouth off my thigh and hovers it over my hot center, her eyes piercing my very soul. "Your flower is so beautiful, Emma." She sinks her mouth back down and nuzzles her nose into my patch of grass, inhaling deeply. "If only you could smell how dewy it is right now."

I can feel the tip of her tongue make contact with skin as it creeps its way out from between those heavenly lips and starts heading South. Oh god, it's going to happen! The anxiety in me is building so high inside me that it seems as if I'm no longer breathing and I think I may pass out, until her glorious tongue finally coils around my flower bud. A massive gasp of sheer pleasure takes hold of me, and I suck in as much air as possible.

Taylor's tongue isn't stopping there, it moves farther down my tulip and slips in between my soft petals, her lips spreading them apart enough for her tongue to have its way with me. Moans escape my mouth at an increasing rate and intensity as I shiver with delight while a hand reaches past my belly to massage my breasts and play with their peaks. I'm not sure how much more of this I can take before I collapse. Spring is coming.

Her tongue takes another journey and reaches my center and teasing at its entrance, causing me to emit a long stream of mews. It rims around and around before deciding to take a trip back up to my bud and returns a short while later to plunge inside, sending me into a frenzy. My body erupts in a fit of passion, causing every inch of flesh to scream with joy; my back arches, my toes curl and my hands clutch at the blankets for dear life.

The breath catches in my lungs as my hips raise my flower up to Taylor's mouth that is the sun and leaks sweet nectar out for her tongue to lap up. Taylor grips me tight and uses her entire mouth to ravage me, sending jolt after jolt of electricity through my body which comes back down to slam into my core.

As I'm coming back down, Taylor crawls besides me and we share our deepest kiss yet, with arms and legs tangled together. Our tongues dance around in each other's mouths, and I can taste my sweet, sweet nectar on her.

The last few moans remaining from the greatest orgasm of my life I feed to her before finally separating apart and gazing into her brilliant green eyes and sighing out, "That was wonderful, Taylor."

She pulls me tighter and whispers, "Your pussy tastes wonderful."

I could feel an enormous blush starting to spread across my face. "I know."

"Come here, baby," Taylor says as she turns me over so my backside fits into her waist and pulling me into her embrace, her strong arms wrapping around me to caress my tummy and cradle my swells from behind. "Just rest now, sweetheart."

"But don't you want me to please you?"

She rubs my belly and slides a hand hand down to briefly rub my nub, sending another shock up through my spine making me jump against her tight stomach. "Tomorrow you can, you need sleep now. Besides, feeling you squirm and shiver underneath me is plenty of pleasure for one night."

"I'm not that sleepy, I can still--" A lengthy and sudden yawn interrupts my protest, and Taylor just laughs quietly. No, she's right, I'm spent and the warmth from her body is making me realize how tired I really am. Being held in her strong arms and spooned against her is starting to lull me to sleep, but I have to say one more thing before I drift into reverie. "Taylor?"

"Yeah?"

My eyelids flutter shut as I manage to whisper with my final waking breath, "I think I love you."

Her arms pull me even closer, and I can barely hear her response as I fall into a deep sleep. "I know, baby, I know."

To Be Continued...



Finding Comfort Ch. 02



Alisa sat down opposite us the nightie riding up some as she did so. I could the outline of Mikes cock throb against his pants.

“So Alisa, Mom has told me you have not lost your virginity and would like me to help you in that area.” 

Alisa nodded her head, a little unsure as what to say. She became aware of her nightie which had ridden up high as she sat down. Alisa made a move to pull it down when her father stopped her.

“Alisa I would like you to undress completely for me. Would that be too hard for you to do?” He asked with a soft voice?

Nervous but at the same time mixed with excitement she stood and undone the two shoulder ties letting the garment drop to the floor. I could see the damp patch on her panties and sensed the nervousness as her thumbs hooked into the waist band of her panties.

“It’s okay Alisa.” I assured her finding myself also getting wet in anticipation of seeing my daughter naked in front of her father.

Slowly her panties came down and revealed her neatly trimmed pubes. Her eyes rolled a little and I sensed the excitement that must have been tearing through her young body.

“Would you feel more comfortable if you’re Mom and I was also naked Lisa?”

The teen looked at her at her mother and recalled the excitement she felt then when she saw her naked and nodded yes, inwardly hoping he would be as exciting too. As he began undressing he turned his back briefly and Lisa took this advantage of giving her clit a quick rub. I also undressed leaving the three of us totally naked.

Lisa appeared intrigued by her fathers’ erect eight inch cock and did not hesitate when he invited her to join us on the sofa. Sitting down she automatically closed her legs as we had bought her up to do. Mike gently placed his hands on her knees and parted them slightly. His own legs parted and his erection pointed toward the ceiling.

Alisa seemed to marvel at its length and wanted to reach out and grasp it. Sharon sensed her daughter was at a loss as what to do and felt she needed to be led at least this evening anyway. Gently she reached over brushing his cock as I took Alisa’s hand and placed it on the father’s cock .Sharon watched as Alisa’s shaking hand circumnavigated the girth. 

Alisa heard her father moan as her feather-light touch made his cock lurch in the loosely closed hand. Mike moved his hand to Alisa’s open pussy and gently began fingering his daughter.

“Oh, Daddy that feels good. Gosh! I have never felt it as strong as this before.” Alisa said in a shaky voice. 

Sharon could hear the squelching of Alisa’s young pussy as Mike’s finger began to delve deeper and faster into his daughters’ virgin passage. This bought her to a mighty and intense climax. The teen body shook and her thighs thrust up and into her father’s fingers sending them even deeper into her love passage. After her climax receded Lisa laid back, limp and exhausted,

Mike suggested they relocate to the bedroom to which both girls agreed. He helped Alisa who was a little unsteady on her feet as she got up. Putting his arm around the young girl he found it positioned accidentally under her armpit and over her firm white breast.

Laying Alisa back gently on the king-size bed Mike lifted his daughters’ legs onto the bed. He could smell her womanly odour to which Sharon knew he loved so it did not surprise her when Mike leaned forward and kissed the girl on her pussy lips.

Alisa stiffened momentarily as the touch of her fathers’ tongue raced thorough her teen body. Her legs parted wider to accept more of his tongue.

Sharon whispered into Alisa’s ear and asked how she was enjoying it and if there was anything she could do to make it memorable for her. 

“Let me lick you too Mom, I am so enjoying what you and Dad are doing for me and I want to repay you.”

Positioning her slim body Sharon watched as her daughter unashamedly lapped at her open pussy in full view of her father. This was just the first night and Alisa had lost any inhibitions she may have had.

Alisa bought her mother to an intense climax. With her own pussy being eaten she was also on the verge of another orgasm. She glanced at her fathers’ rigid cock and knew she wanted it inside her virgin pussy and take her maiden head.

Mike did not want to be in a hurry to take her cherry and lay back after licking his daughter to a climax that filled his mouth with her womanly juices.

With Alisa one side and Sharon the other he wrapped his arms around both of them, cupping each under the breasts. Alisa felt secure in her fathers’ grasp and absently began to trail her nails over his hairy chest and down lower to his still rigid cock. She wanted it in her so bad but was afraid to ask him to go ahead. 

However when his hand went to her saturated pussy again she whispered softly; “Daddy please fuck me.”

Mike lifted the small framed girl astride his athletic body. Alisa’s legs seemed to stretch wide over his body and open her vaginal passage even more.

H e cupped her butt cheeks as Alisa took hold of his cock and positioned it at her virgin entrance. Slowly she lowered herself onto his erect shaft. She felt full and stretched beyond belief as she engulfed more of his manly shaft. Then suddenly Alisa froze as the cock met with the hymen.

“Take your time Alisa; its going to be painful the first time but after that you will be fine.”

The girl was aware of this fact and knew the only way to go was to drive herself down and break through the hymen wall. Pulling herself up and the cock almost out she thrust downward again in one mighty push and broke through the membrane. 

The pain momentarily took her breath away and tears welled in her eyes. But it was all over her virginity was no more. Alisa began to move slowly up and down her fathers cock. She looked down at the organ as it moved in and out of her love tunnel. There was a little blood mixed in with her own juices but she was not concerned.

As she moved freely Mike once again cupped his daughters buttocks and began to fuck her deeper and faster. Sharon seemed happy watching her daughter getting fucked for the first time.

With the onset of her first orgasm Alisa took control of the tempo and began to drive forcefully onto her fathers cock. 

Mike waited for his daughters climax and as she did he let his seed fill her womb to over flowing.

Alisa, exhausted but content fell backwards and of her fathers now diminishing cock. She knew in her mind there would be more times with her parents……