warm breath was met by a seeking tongue which explored the interior of her fresh?rose mouth. The hapless girl felt a hand crawl down her back and grip one of her buttocks. Long fingers encircled her vagina and frictioned the entrance. Linda sighed and the sound astonished her. It had been a long time since she had witnessed his odd sensual flame rise in her body. She was troubled, afraid, but happy. It would be impossible for her to resist this voracious woman who was taking possession of her as one captivates and tames a young animal.
It took her a couple of seconds to realize that she wag alone on the bed. Lola had sprung up bruskly interrupting her caresses. Linda felt neglected. Perhaps another time… but she was being silly and loathsome.
Lola extended her arms and it was obvious that she had forgotten everything. She handed Linda her bikini.
“Come. Let's go. The sea is awaiting us.”
Walking side by side, Linda couldn't help thinking of what had just transpired a few seconds ago in her bedroom. The young girl had never had any sexual rapport. She was a virgin for man and woman. It was true that one night at college, a friend of hers playfully scrambled into her bed, and after some brief words interjected by guffaws and smiles and raw jokes, the friend began a series of caresses that went a little bit further than those of Lola's, but Linda forgot about it. Besides her friend had not made any real impression on her and she tired easily of the slobbering kisses and inept handling of her lower body. Of course, she never was really sure whether that was just a tickling game in fun or the beginning of a rude adventure. Anyway, it had nothing to do with Lola. Lola was different, and horribly dominating, and terribly attractive.
A swift shiver stimulated Linda's slender backbone.
“It's over there where we usually bathe,” Lola pointed to an obscure hidden cove. Linda felt her long handsome fingers once more on her shoulders, only this time they were not insisting, unfortunately.
The sea licked the red rocks with her white frothy tongue. The cove appeared deserted just as Lola described it. Linda was unable to resist the temptation of cooling her toes in the ocean. She threw down her large beach towel and ran to the brim of the water. Lola disrobed herself of her cumbersome appareil and followed the lithe graceful girl.
Linda watched the well?rounded muscular body plunge into the surf. She admired Lola whose marvelous body dripped with foam and cool sea. The woman came back to the water's edge and Linda saw how little
Instinctively Linda took Lola's hand.
“Let's take a dip together.” Lola proposed.
Lola looked at her with the same fire that she had in the bedroom. A bizarre laughter crept over her lips and resounded in her superb chest as she brushed her long hair aside.
“You're still a virgin, isn't that so?” She didn't give Linda a chance to respond, but with one scope of her hand she sprinkled the youngster with salt spray.
Linda was bewildered by the audacious question and she turned away to get a breath of air for another blast of sea water got her on the face and neck.
Finally she plunged and the two swam together for a few yards. They gurgled and plopped around like to playful dolphins. They tickled each other and laughed and shouted like two happy children.
Lola had a powerful crawl stroke and she practically swam circles around little Linda. It was quite natural for Lola to be a good swimmer, Linda thought, hadn't she the privilege of living by the sea eight months of the year. Linda showed her sportive best and managed to do fairly well alongside the husky tanned sirene.
They swam softly and evenly for about fifteen minutes. Lola noticed that Linda was tiring and she headed for shore. They reached another small inlet bordered by shrubs and deep?green pines. Lola waded ashore.
Linda staggered after her, completely out of breath, puffing happily.
“Say, you swim quickly.”
“Not so badly.” Lola responded modestly stretching her body from side to side to attain some warmth from the slightly cool air. The sun peeked out from a white passing cloud and appeared in the azure blue.
“How about some sun for awhile?”
Linda was already face down in the warm white sand. She watched her companion take off her bikini. Then shedding off the two briefs revealed a torso completely browned with health giving color.
The adolescent couldn't take her eyes off the dark tanned nipples that extended at the end of the ample breasts.
Once her eyes did leave that fine massive proportion of bodily splendor it roamed down to the mass of hair that covered Lola's lower body. It was light?brown and frizzled due to the sharp rays of the sun.
The tuft of hair gave her a marvelous animal quality. It demonstrated her vigor. Yes, the superb nest was her animal fur and it dripped with the last drops of the sea that melted on her warm delicious torso.
The two woman remained in the sun quietly. Not a word was spoken and they listened to the lapping sound of the surf.
Linda lay on her belly scanning the marvels of sun?worshipping Lola who was stretched on her back in all her nude glory.
The young girl was surprised to see her own hand, as though guided by an unknown sorcerer, rubbed leisurely up against Lola's thigh.
Linda held her breath, but Lola didn't move. She wasn't sure if she was suffering from sunstroke or a rash impulse, but her hand kept moving along the thigh until it reached the border line of Lola's pubic hair. She felt as though a wonderful current were passing through her fingers into the very veins of her body.
Boldly Linda moved in on her friend who received her in her arms with a wide sensual smile. Suddenly the two women were startled by some voices coming from the brush.
Linda sprung to her feet her face red with shame. Had someone seen them together? She still was festered with her bourgeois education. Lola merely looked around tranquilly while seated on her famous rear and two elbows.
“That's probably Bert and Alice. They are really like two overheated dogs the way they go at it.” She seemed to visualize the young couple as an engaging smile formed around her mouth.
“What are they doing back there?” Linda suspected what they may be doing, but she wanted to hear it from Lola's own lips.
“But, my dear, it's quite simple. Bert is only fornicating with our adorable maid. I must say that for a boy of his age he isn't lacking in certain qualities. As for that matter, Alice isn't either.”
She giggled and smiled as she listened to the muffled voices with their effortless moans behind the bush.
Linda was dumbstruck and she couldn't find the courage to return to the outstretched position she had taken on the warm, form?fitting sand. Lola jerked her head up at once and concluded.
“Come along, we'll surprise them. The naughty children. For shame.” She sprung to her legs with a teasing expression on her face.
She took Linda by the hand and practically dragged her by force to the wooded area. Linda followed like some one in a lethargic state, who vaguely has the sensation that something strange is going to happen.
At the brink of the pines, Lola pointed to a spot that was encircled by brush. She put her finger to her lips in signification that she wished the utmost silence. They two tip?toed cautiously, moving in on their objective.
All at once Lola threw herself to the ground as though she were performing a military manoeuver. Linda imitated her even though she was startled and fed up with the total aurora of secrecy.
Then through a clump of thinned?out bushes, she managed to see Bert and a winsome young girl in an odd position for two youngsters such as they. Lola was right. They were behaving in a most obscene fashion. Bert was straddling the girl as though she were a dog or something. Linda was surprised to see her on all fours.
Bert was merciless in his push?pull, cork?snapping movements. The young maid emitted several cries. It was difficult for Linda to distinguish whether those cries were of pain or of pleasure.
Linda was transfixed to the spot. She was positively excited by these new erotic scenes. She said to herself that they were devastating to say die least. With her right hand she brushed some drool away from her lips.
Lola noticed her gest and almost began to laugh.
