“Can I kiss you?”
“Uh...” Laura started to answer, but the question was apparently rhetorical, because Neesh tugged on her again, until they were chest to chest again. Laura once more felt those soft breasts pushing into her. She felt Neesh let go of her hands and reach up to her face. She then felt her face being pulled upward, while Neesh’s face moved downward.
She made no attempt to pull away and a moment later, a soft, full set of girly lips was pressed against her lips. The tip of Neesh’s tongue slid out and licked at her lips for a moment. Instinctively she pushed her tongue out to meet it. The two organs began to slip and slide together, swirling back and forth on a film of saliva. Neesh tasted of chardonnay and salt water.
Oh my God! Laura’s mind screamed at her. What the hell are you doing? You’re making out with Neesh!
And it felt far too good for her to try to stop it. She put her arms around Neesh’s body, pulling her tighter against her, relishing the feel of feminine flesh pressing into her. They continued to kiss deeply, their tongues dancing. Neesh let go of Laura’s face and returned the embrace, letting her hands slide down to touch Laura’s butt, where she began stroking it.
The kiss went on for an eternity, but finally they broke apart. Neesh looked at her, smiling. “That was fun,” she said.
“Yeah...,” Laura agreed. “It was. I’ve never kissed a girl before.”
“It’s just like kissing a guy, only softer,” Neesh said. “Sexier.”
“Yeah,” Laura breathed, and then a semblance of sanity tried to reassert itself. “Maybe we’d better head back in.”
“Maybe,” Neesh said. “Or maybe you’d like to put one of my titties in your mouth and suck my nipple for me.”
Another shudder of desire rippled through Laura at these words. The truth was, she really did want to put one of those titties in her mouth. And those nipples, they were hard and swollen and she could feel them pushing into her chest. But still ... there was Jake to think about. “I ... can’t,” she said. “Jake is...”
“Don’t worry about Jake,” Neesh told her dismissively. “This is girl time. It ain’t like you’re cheating on him or anything. We’re just having a little fun between the ladies.”
“But...”
“Shhh,” Neesh said, shutting her up with another kiss, a brief one this time. She then leaned back a bit and put her hands to the back of Laura’s head. She began to pull her toward her breast. “Come on, girlfriend. You’ve been staring at these titties ever since I broke ‘em out. Have a little suck.”
Giving in, Laura allowed herself to be pulled forward. She took the left nipple in her mouth and had a little suck. And the little suck turned almost immediately into a big suck.
“That’s it, girlfriend,” Neesh panted from above her. “That feels really good. Use the tongue a little bit too.”
“Mmm,” Laura grunted from around a mouthful of tit.
“Here, give me your hand,” Neesh whispered, taking Laura’s right hand in hers.
Laura felt her hand being pulled downward and then placed on Neesh’s smooth belly. It was then slid down even further, across the silky softness of her mons, until her digits were touching the soft lips between her legs.
“That’s it,” Neesh told her. “Slide your fingers inside of me.”
Laura obeyed, fascinated with the feel of another woman’s vagina. Despite the salt water they were immersed in, it was still slippery enough for penetration. She felt Neesh gripping at her fingers with her muscles. She was very tight.
“Finger fuck me,” Neesh barked at her. “Use two fingers.”
Continuing to slurp and suck on her nipple, Laura did as requested and inserted a second finger. She began to pump in and out. Neesh began to moan into her ear.
“You a natural, honey,” Neesh told her. “You sure you ain’t done this before?”
“Quite sure,” Laura told her, breaking contact with the nipple in her mouth. Her intention was to go after the other one, but Neesh had other plans.
“Let’s go back to the log,” she suggested.
“To the log?” Laura asked, thinking that Neesh was bringing this sexy encounter to an end. She was simultaneously happy and sad about this.
But ending the encounter was not what Neesh had in mind. “I’m gonna sit you down on that log and eat your pussy out,” she told her. “And I’m not going to stop until you come all over my face.”
No, we can’t do that, Laura wanted to say. That’s going a little too far. That is truly what she meant to say. But what came out of her mouth was: “Okay, let’s go.”
They trotted out of the waves, hand in hand, and rushed back to the driftwood log where they had drank the wine earlier.
“Sit on the log there,” Neesh told her. “And keep your ears open for the boys coming out to check on us. My ears are going to have your thighs covering them.”
“Okay,” Laura panted, sitting on the log and spreading her thighs. She could feel how wet she was, how swollen her lips were. Her doubts about what she was doing were buried in a wave of lust. Neesh was going to eat her pussy out!
Neesh dropped down on her knees between Laura’s thighs and leaned forward. She suckled on Laura’s breasts for a few moments, alternating between them, increasing Laura’s lust exponentially.
“No teasing!” Laura ordered.
“Just a little teasing,” Neesh said. “It’s my nature.”
Laura groaned in frustration.
Neesh began to work her way southward, kissing and nipping her way across Laura’s belly and then down to her upper thigh, carefully avoiding the actual wetness between her legs. Laura groaned with every touch of that wet, girly mouth on her body.
She was just about to reach down and grab Neesh’s hair so she could force her face to go where it was needed, but a particularly large crash of a wave suddenly boomed through the night. Laura looked up for just a second, more out of instinct than alarm. She saw that the tide was apparently incoming, as the waves were now crashing considerably closer to their spot then when they had sat here with their clothes on.
Clothes? Oh my God!
“Neesh!” she yelled, reaching down and grabbing her face. Only she didn’t pull it to her center, she pulled it up so she was looking at her.
“What?” Neesh asked. “I told you, this is girl time, Teach. There’s nothing wrong with...”
“Our clothes!” Laura told her. “We took them off down by the water.”
“So?”
“The tide is coming in!” Laura said.
Understanding washed over Neesh’s face. “Shit!” she said, springing to her feet. “Let’s go!”
Naked, they ran down to the spot where they had shucked their clothing nearly an hour ago. The spot was well underwater now. Of their shorts, bras, and panties, there was not a trace.
“Fuck me!” Neesh said, looking everywhere and seeing nothing.
“What do we do now?” Laura asked.
“Let’s check around the area,” Neesh suggested. “You go that way; I’ll go this way.”
“Right,” Laura said.
They headed off in different directions. Laura ran right along the water’s edge, her naked buttocks pumping, her eyes searching the surf for any sign of clothing. She didn’t get very far. As she trotted along, she had the briefest impression of something dark in front of her. Before her brain even had time to process this information, her legs thumped into something massive and she went sprawling forward. She crashed to the ground, landing on her forearms, feeling flesh being scraped away in several places.
What the hell was that? her mind screamed as she thumped and rolled. It had felt like ... well ... an animal of some kind.
It was an animal. She turned and found herself looking at a California sea lion that had been sleeping in the sand, it’s black body almost invisible in the darkness. And it was very upset at having its slumber disturbed.