First, she would take full advantage of the present.
Maria closed the tent Hap, leaving the interior in a dim mysterious half-light. She groped her way to the side of the bed, put her hand on the smooth roundness of Eva's knee and slowly squatted down beside the girl.
The only sound was the gentle breathing of the three practically naked females. A steady and strangely exciting murmur of self-conscious breathing, as if the girls were only too aware of their proximity and their mutual desires.
Maria broke the silence. “Have you thought how much this is like an ancient Gallic situation?' she whispered. 'Imagine! Perhaps on this very spot, over a thousand years ago, three girls were alone together: awaiting the return of their husbands. The men had gone to fight in the wars with the Romans and all the females were without their lovers. They probably slept together, for company and protection. And maybe for other reasons, too!”
While she continued talking in a low almost hypnotic murmur, Maria began to caress Eva's thighs. She could feel the girl's legs trembling slightly though not from embarrassment or nervousness. Gently, absently, Maria's fingers strayed up the silky-soft flesh until they touched the extremely short hem of her robe. Then they wandered gradually down again, constantly moving against the firm and supple thighs.
'Wouldn't it be exciting if the three of us pretended that we, too, were all alone, longing for our men to return, but unable to stand the absence of their caressing hands?'
She talked on, moving her hand to the inside of Eva's thigh and stroking the milky-white skin. Her words were arousing her as well. Maria could feel the dark atmosphere and the thin costume she was wearing contributing to the erotic mood she was deliberately creating. She continued, her voice soft and low.
'Oh, Eva, won't you let me play the part of your lover tonight? Look! I have thighs that are a1most as lovely to feel as your own!' And she took the girl's hand and guided it to her leg, passing Eva's fingers up and down the bare limb until they brushed lightly against the hairs of her pubic mound.
“Sandra, you'll allow Eva to touch your breasts, won't you?' Her pulse quickening, Sandra reached for Eva's either hand and-entering fully into the spirit of Maria's game-led it gradually to her right breast. Eva lay back on the bed beside her, beginning to fondle the naked globe of Sandra's tit, permitting Maria to pass her left hand freely up and down the girl's thigh. It stole beneath the short robe and stroked the hard and prominent mound.
As Maria slowly opened her thighs, Eva's fingers slipped into the warm, moist slit and started to rub it intimately. She didn't actually enter the cunt itself, not yet. Eva understood that this was to be a slow and tantalizing petting, the three girls prolonging for as long as possible the preliminary stages of their love- making.
She let her fingers slide easily and without haste into the parted lips of Maria's cunt; using her wrist to work them in a regular rhythm along the soft, deep gash. Maria kept her thighs generously opened, giving her complete freedom to do whatever she chose with her exposed crotch. The girl reclined on the ground-sheet which covered the Hoar of the tent, remaining motionless with her head turned towards Eva's breasts, studying the sharp thrust of her darling's beautiful globes as they bulged invitingly out from her robe.
Sandra's hand moved away from Eva's, content to let the girl fondle as she pleased at her breast. Her own fingers strayed downwards to the clearly defined lump of Eva's pubic mound which rose sexily from her loose and greatly abbreviated garment.
Her hand fell gently on Eva's belly and began to slide casually toward the lusty bulge. Sandra realized that the girl's robe had been inevitably pul1ed up when Eva fell back onto the bed. It was now hitched so high that its hem crossed the very center of Eva's crotch. On the pretext that she was adjusting the robe and smoothing it back so that it covered the girl's precious cunt, Sandra slipped her fingers beneath the hem and gently fondled the bulge.
She traced a path through the curling hairs and eased her forefinger into the extra-soft line of Eva's cunt. The lips re-opened under her inquisitive finger, the slit falling apart even though she was applying only the gentlest pressure.
Sandra felt Eva's fingers firmly stroking down the curve of her breast. They began at the Hat white skin above the globe, came down over the breast itself with a pushing pressure, and then lifted up again, this time cupping the orb and squeezing it sexily until the tit was stretched upwards as far as it would go.
Her nipples felt prickly and itchy. Sandra longed to scratch them, but resisted the impulse bravely; letting Eva continue to fondle them as she wished. The Communist girl's fingers moved again and again over the erect cherry, making it grow into a stiff little flower. But they were gone in a flash, leaving Sandra with a breathless desire to be 'milked'!
A curious, almost telepathic, understanding seemed to exist between the three girls. They knew by an intuitive, unspoken agreement that this was to be a completely unhurried orgy of petting. With Eva and Sandra on the bed and Maria, her robe now hoisted above her hips, on the floor they made a voluptuous and sexy grouping in the darkened tent.
For several rapturous minutes Eva toyed leisurely with Sandra's breast, while her other hand roved up and down Marla's gladly exposed cunt. Sandra continued to submit Eva's pussy to a gentle fondling; pressing her fingertips into the hotly damp slit and moving them almost idly along the wide-lipped gash.
Marla waited until she felt sure that both girls were in a half-dreamy state of pleasure. Then she decided to advance the game a little further.
The two girl's eyes were watching her. Maria could feel them waiting for her to lead them' into the next stage of their lesbian revels. She started to perform a seductive writhing of her body; swaying her hips and shoulders in a sexy, slow gyration, deliberately showing off her just-visible cunt by stretching her arms high and causing the short robe to lift brazenly at the front.
The smell of the trees drifted into the tent, adding their own subtle perfume to the heated scent of the girls' bodies. Maria began to turn on her toes, swinging her hips and buttocks, still with her arms raised. The hem of her brief robe now covered only half of the girl's boldly curved bottom, leaving the bulging cheeks to tantalize her female companions.
She turned completely, coming to face her audience again and, at the same time, sweetly pulling on the cord which kept her robe fastened.
It fell away from her breasts, letting the creamy orbs spill out from the loose cotton, their nipples already stiff and sprouting with desire. Maria began to shake it off, finally standing before them like a French Set goddess in her naked splendor. The girls waited breathlessly to see what Maria would do next. Eva longed to stand close to her, to feel Maria's nude body fitting warmly against her own.
She got up from the bed, moving as if drawn to Maria by a magnet, practically sleep-walking. Her robe fell modestly down over her cunt as she rose and stepped the few paces which brought her next to Maria. Without speaking, Eva moved behind the American girl. She put her hands through Maria's arms and rested them possessively on the curve of the girl's hips, beginning to stroke sensuously over the silky flesh.
Maria let her head fall back until it lay against Eva's shoulder. She stole her own hands around Eva's back until her fingers once more captured the girl's lusciously ripe ass.
Eva's hand went down to Marla's crotch and the fingers fitted over the pubic patch as if to conceal it from Sandra's hot eyes. The other slid slowly upward over the girl's exquisitely soft midriff and dosed around Marla's right breast, rolling the big, full globe with molding, caressing fingers.
Erotically, the two girls swayed gently against each other, content for the moment just to stroke and pet their aroused bodies. Watching their activity from such an intimately close distance. Sandra's fingers stole down under the sheet until they found the moist flesh of her cunt. There, they worked stealthily into the slit and began to fondle, moving in an experienced circle until the sleek lips were pushed aside and her fingers could enter into the itchy vulva itself. She could feel the blood pounding in her head as she stared longingly at the two caressing girls in front of her; pretending that the fingers which were now giving her pleasure belonged to one of them… and not to herself!
Maria lifted Eva's lovely cheeks up and then stretched them as far apart as they could be drawn. She felt the delicious heat emanating from the girl's ass as she wiggled the fingers of her left hand into the crease. They touched the rear hole, sliding over the hard hump of Eva's anus and exploring the area around the back entrance with interested and bold caresses.
Eva strained her body forward, making her breasts thrust hard into Maria's naked back. Although she wished that the robe she wore was made of nylon, the very briefness of the garment was exciting enough. And,
