1. The Holiday Farm - Part Two


    Date: 11/10/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Sarah84, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    Jo, we did. I am sorry.” “It’s okay, Sarah, I understand. I was her age I think when I did something similar.” With that, there was a stifled giggle and Missy and Heather appeared out of the darkness looking a little disheveled and not a little bit embarrassed. Missy looked at me and her smile faded. She was having difficulty reading my expression, I suppose, but then I was having difficulty deciding how I felt. I rationalised that we were not dating, but the fact remained I had invited Missy away for the week to be with me, to be comfort to me. Yet at the same time, her obvious excitement, her joy at being naughty and her futile attempts at hiding her guilt in front of Jo and me, were amusing to say the least. Heather looked at me as if to make up her mind about something and then skipped to each of us in turn, kissed us goodnight and trotted off to bed. We talked about our plans for Sunday deciding we would get away early, maybe not as early as Tom would be leaving for Lesotho but early enough to get back home in the early afternoon given the hike would be around six hours. Having decided on the time, what we would take with us and all the other details, Missy and I headed back to our cottage and bed. She was glowing, radiant, and couldn’t wait to get inside and into bed. We showered and performed all the usual getting ready for bed rituals, neither of us even once getting in the way of the other. Missy finished first and, although I wasn’t tired, I slipped into bed next ...
    to her anyway; both of us having decided to sleep naked. Missy cuddled up to me and it was pure bliss holding her, breathing her scent and lightly kissing her forehead. As if some secret extra-sensory message had passed between us, the kissing became more intense. I loved the softness of her lips and the way her tongue danced across my front teeth, behind my top lip. She moved down kissing every inch of my body, knowing intuitively where to pay more attention. The exquisite nibbles, licks and butterfly kisses continued down to my body. My heat rose ever more intensely as she slowly and deliberately took me, making me hers. Perhaps it was the pent up tension of the past weeks, perhaps something more primal, but there were no inhibitions in the way I proclaimed, writhing and barely able to breath, my passing through the jade gate to heavenly ecstasy. Exhausted I lay back spent, purring and content. Tasting myself on her as she lovingly kissed me and bade me goodnight was a memory that followed me into deep and contented sleep. Sunday morning . Dawn was breaking, heralded by the sounds of the birds and, faintly, the lowing of the cattle interspersed with the shrill whistles of the herdsmen as they guided the herd to the dairy. Missy was still asleep, not quite snoring. She looked adorable with her mouth slightly open and her hair framing her angelic face housing that mouth that just six hours ago had taken me on such a wild and passionate journey. Getting out of bed as quietly as ...
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