Chapter 5
Louisa flung her towel down on the warm, soft sand and ran quickly into the sea. She splashed into the gentle waves until they lapped around her thighs, they dived headlong into them-striking out in a brisk crawl until she was several yards from the shore.
Susannah followed more slowly, wading into the azure waters and letting her hands trail in them. Her briefly-clad body, covered only by the abbreviated pants and long-slung bra of her bikini, looked white and beautiful against the shimmering, golden sands behind her. Louisa rolled over onto her back, floating easily on the calm, translucent sea and watched as the girl drew nearer to her; Susannah's breasts now lolling gently under the lapping waves as she stood chest-deep in the sea.
"Come on!" she cried. "Swim out to me-it's a bit cooler the farther out you go!"
Susannah shook her head. "I can't swim!" she called back. "You go ahead: I'll just splash around-I don't want to get out of my depth!"
Louisa's eyes gleamed as a rather amusing idea occurred to her. How nice it would be to teach Susannah to swim, she thought. They could start with the breast stroke and gradually proceed to more advanced lessons! She began to propel herself to the girl's side, using a fast over-arm action which brought her close to Susannah in a few moments.
She trod water, her feet just above the sandy bottom. "It's about time you learned!" Louisa smiled. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself-not being able to swim at your age! Here-"
She reached out and took Susannah's hands, drawing the girl closer. "I'll give you a few elementary lessons . . . "
The beach behind them was absolutely deserted. It curved out at this point to form a small bay; sheltering them from the public stretches which extended for a couple of miles on either side of their roped-off, private sands. Although they could hear the distant murmuring of voices, they were completely hidden from view at this juncture, as removed from inquisitive eyes as if the entire coastline was deserted.
Louisa felt Susannah's firm, buoyant breasts pressing against hers as she slid her hands under the girl's armpits and supported her. The rich curves were lifted by the waves, then dragged slightly downwards by the undertow; making them bobble rhythmically every few seconds. Under the water, Susannah's bare tummy moved wetly against Louisa's-the flesh seeming to be even softer beneath the liquid caress of the sea.
They remained for several moments in this position: their eyes communing silently, their bodies touching . . . "Let's begin, shall we?" Louisa's question was understood by both girls to refer to more intimate matters than a swimming lesson, and Susannah lowered her eyes-feeling suddenly shy and confused.
It was one thing to pet and caress with another girl when the lights were low and you were pretty high on whisky. Here, under the blazing sun, where it was impossible to avoid each other's eyes, she felt vaguely ashamed of her impulses. Her desire to touch and fondle Louisa's body was no less strong than it had been the previous night-Susannah didn't try to pretend that it wasn't. But she also knew that this time Louisa would have to be the aggressor. Louisa would have to take the initiative.
Luckily, it appeared that Marty's wife had every intention of doing precisely that! She moved to Susannah's side, passing one hand around the girl's shoulders and letting the other slide down her back until the fingers rested beneath Susannah's thighs.
"Let yourself go," she encouraged. "Go on-He back in the water. I'll keep you afloat."
Slowly, Susannah obeyed her. She lifted her feet from the sea-bottom and the buoyancy of the water, together with Louisa's supporting hands, made her rest easily on the surface: the waves running deliciously over her floating body.
"Chin up!" Louisa ordered. She could feel the extreme softness of Susannah's under-thigh against her fingers; the flesh rippling and sleek beneath her hand. The girl's round and smooth shoulder fitted sweetly into her other hand, Louisa's fingers curling firmly around the voluptuous shape.
"Don't panic!" she warned Susannah. "I'm going to let your head go. There! All right?"
Susannah nodded, trying to play the part of a non-swimmer though she guessed that she could probably out-distance Louisa if they had a race! Her pretense that she couldn't swim had been a spur-of-the-moment subterfuge-a brilliant inspiration! Susannah had felt that there ought to be some kind of pretext for their lovemaking-and what could be better than a swimming lesson? It would also encourage Louisa to be the more dominant partner; and Susannah considered that, after last night, it was time that she enjoyed the passive role!
She allowed herself to relax on the water, feeling Louisa's hand move from her thighs to her bottom.
The woman's fingers came to rest under the cheeks, pushing upwards into the thin, much too small panties which were pasted to her buttocks by the undulating sea.
Susannah felt them pressing firmly and rudely into her ass; the tips of Louisa's fingers sticking boldly right into the crease itself. She closed her eyes against the fierce glare of the sun, letting herself submit entirely to Louisa's hands-dreamily content to be touched and fondled in any fashion which the woman might wish.
Louisa cupped the soft, yielding globe of the girl's buttock, raising it firmly until Susannah's belly and crotch were lifted right out of the water. Then she studied the exciting view with burning eyes, leaning slightly over the girl and peering down at Susannah's scantily-covered pussy.
The lower half of the bikini, now that it had become thoroughly wettened by the sea, adhered like a second skin to the girl's pubic mound. The hard, thrusting curve was beautifully displayed for her-and just below that, Louisa could see quite clearly the long, deep fine of Susannah's cunt-the sexy lips easily discernible beneath the clinging wetness of the girl's pale blue swimsuit.
She ran her eyes slowly upwards, over the flat belly, admiring the whiteness of her abdomen, the tiny crevice of her navel . . . the thrilling curve of the girl's hips. Louisa began to fondle the wet cheeks of Susannah's ass as she let her eyes travel to the overflowing orbs of the girl's bosom.
Susannah's breasts were only just contained by the tight-fitting bra cups. They jutted proudly through the thinness of the material, the nipples already stiff from their contact with the cool sea.
Rubbing Susannah's buttocks in a firm, unhurried caress, Louisa began to imagine that the cheeks and her breasts were interchangeable; they lacked only the hard red nipples to be indistinguishable from her titties, she thought-clasping the soft, full dumplings between her fingers, stroking and cuddling them in turn.
Then Louisa thought how beautiful it would be to fondle Susannah's cunt beneath the water. She could hold the girl's breasts at the same time-and also admire with her eyes the round globes of her bottom. Perhaps even slip the pants into the divide between the cheeks and see them even more fully.
The idea made her feel breathless and excited. She squeezed her thighs tightly together to relieve the itchy tension which was welling up in her cunt, tensing and untensing the muscles so that the lips of her sex were rubbed firmly and satisfyingly into each other.
"Turn over, darling," Louisa whispered. "Let's see if you can keep afloat the other way round."
Susannah obediently did as she was told, threshing a little to keep up the pretense that she couldn't swim. Louisa swiftly transferred her hands to a new position; one moving beneath Susannah's breasts and holding the girl afloat by cupping the titty nearest to her-the other sliding under the girl's crotch.
She could feel the rising curve of Susannah's pubis resting snugly on her fingers. The sweet little mound pressed sexily into her hand, seeming to quiver preciously beneath the tightness of the girl's bikini pants.
Louisa rubbed her hand backwards and forwards, sliding her fingers in a firm, exploring caress over Susannah's deliciously wet cunt. At the same time, her breast-holding hand started to massage the fulsome globe: squeezing gently but persistently at the extremely soft and supple orb which hung below the water.
Susannah's bottom was sticking out of the waves, only an occasional rush of the sea splashing saltily over the twin hemispheres. Louisa stared down at them, at the portions of ass flesh which protruded from the tight blue casing.
Three inches or more of the generously plump cheeks were thrusting nakedly out of Susannah's pants. The woman stared hotly at the sharp, cutting line of the bikini as it scored into the softness of the girl's orbs. Her eyes showed concern; pity for the poor, delicate flesh which was constrained so tightly by the swimsuit. Quickly, she lifted her hand from Susannah's crotch to the girl's ass again-tugged the sides of the bikini right into the crease so that the cheeks were completely revealed-then slipped her fingers back into position: fondling leisurely across the bulgy pubic mound.
The magnificent orbs of ass jutted proudly now. Twin white balloons of round, sexy flesh, they looked resplendent and daringly naked.
Louisa murmured: "You might as well get a sun-tan on your bottom, darling! Now-" (While she spoke, her hands were busily fondling Susannah's breasts and cunt; squeezing and playing lasciviously with the girl's charms). "See if you can float all by yourself. Don't worry, I'll catch you if you start to sink! My hands will only be a little way from you!"
Susannah put her arms out tentatively, feeling Louisa's fingers slip more intimately against her pussy (now only concealed by an inch-thick strip of cotton panties). The girl wriggled her legs, deliberately striking out away from Louisa. She swam a few feet then went under.. . gurgling and spluttering.
Instantly, Louisa was at her side, dragging the squirming girl to the surface again-her hands groping for Susannah's arms, sliding and slithering over her breasts and touching, momentarily, the stiff ripeness of the girl's nipples.
"Whew!" Susannah gasped when her head was above water. I feel as if I've swallowed half the ocean!" She stood very close to Louisa breathing heavily. The woman ran her hands slowly down Susannah's back until they encompassed the nude mounds of the girl's buttocks. In the cool silkiness of the sea the globes felt even softer and sexier than usual . . . and Louisa rubbed them with lingering strokes of her fingers.
Susannah became suddenly impatient with her game. She had also realized that if Louisa found out that she had been fooling her, the woman might well decide to chastise her . . . Perhaps spank her bottom rather sexily!
Breaking into a peal of laughter she broke free of Louisa's embrace and swam with a fast, smooth butterfly stroke out to sea.
"Hey!" Louisa's mouth opened in surprise. She watched the fast-retreating figure of Susannah's body with amazement, her features finally settling into an amused and delighted expression as the girl's' clever hoax sank home.
Then a determined smile on her lips, Louisa launched herself in hot pursuit. She couldn't be sure, finally, whether Susannah allowed her to catch up or not . . . But Louisa was soon abreast of the girl-and swung her arm tightly around her shoulder, ducking her mercilessly.
"You sly bitch!" Louisa exclaimed when Susannah's face emerged from the waves. "I ought to-"
And then she disappeared beneath the water as Susannah dragged her down, holding her tightly around the waist. Clawing and fighting, the girls fought their way to the surface again-Susannah triumphantly waving Louisa's briefs in her hand!
Before the woman could clutch at her, the girl struck out for the shore, holding Louisa's bikini between her teeth. They began to race for the beach in earnest now, Louisa determined to catch Susannah before she gained the safety of dry land-with her scanty prize!
But with powerful strokes, Susannah reached the shallows long before Louisa could close the distance between them and she splashed up the beach with the woman still several feet behind her. Making a final, desperate attempt, Louisa flung herself forward-groping for the girl's ankles.
She tugged them violently-and Susannah went sprawling into the sand, throwing her arms out wildly and releasing her hold on Louisa's bikini.
Swiftly, Louisa spread-eagled herself on top of the girl: seizing Susannah's shoulders and jamming her body as tightly as possible into the panting, gasping half-naked flesh.
Giggling, Susannah heaved herself upwards-and the two girls rolled over and over on the soft, golden sand, clutching at each other, the burnished grains sticking to their wet bodies.
Although their wrestling was only half serious, both Louisa and Susannah were determined to gain the upper hand. They squirmed and wriggled, their bare legs flashing, their arms whirling . . . Louisa's naked bottom coated with particles of sand.
It was probably due to Susannah's amusement that Louisa finally got the girl pinned down. She was laughing helplessly despite her attempts to fight the woman off-and Louisa managed to sit on her chest, squashing her knees firmly on Susannah's wrists so that the girl was helpless.
And since Louisa was now completely naked apart from her bra, this meant that she was giving Susannah a magnificent view of her cunt: the lips were stretched open by the wide splay of her thighs, and the long pink gash was only a matter of an inch from the girl's face.
"There, you beast!" Louisa gasped. "I'll teach you to fool me and then rip my pants off!"
She started to jig up and down on Susannah's chest, knocking what little breath the girl had left out of her body. At the same time, Louisa (since her hands were free) slipped her fingers into the cups of Susannah's bra and deliberately began to fondle the girl's breasts; pinching and kneading them ruthlessly.
"Ouch!" Susannah panted. "Oof! I can't breathe, darling-woof!" (Louisa plumped down on her with even greater force and also found her nipples: beginning to tweak them in an incessant pinching between her thumbs and forefingers.)
When Louisa tired of this sport, she climbed slowly off Susannah's exhausted body and then rolled the helpless girl over onto her back. Sprawling alongside her, the woman held Susannah down with one hand while the other started to spank firmly and passionately onto the girl's buttocks.
The globes were already bared-the abbreviated panties now practically non-existent, thanks to Louisa's previous disarrangement of them-and she slapped them soundly: first one cheek, then the other receiving the full force of her hand.
When Susannah had regained her breath she began to drum her legs impotendy on the sand.
"Ow!" she cried-again and again. "Ow, that stings, Louisa! Oooh! My poor ass! Darling, that one hurt!"
In actual fact, Louisa wasn't really hurting her at all. Susannah felt positively pleased each time the woman's hand descended on her buttocks-it made the cheeks tingle deliciously and the situation was quite a novelty for the girl. She had never before been spanked with strong overtones of sexuality in the punishment; the idea that she, a fully-grown girl, was being treated like a naughty child both intrigued and excited her.
But to add a touch of extra piquancy to the situation, she decided to act as if the slaps were really causing her pain. She wriggled her bottom, wishing that she could see the sexy writhing-knowing that the cheeks were fully nude and wobbling very provocatively.
Louisa's hand, pressing steadily into the small of her back, forced her lightly-clad breasts into the hot sand: making them feel extra-specially desirable. Susannah twisted her shoulders, rubbing them as deeply as possible into the warm, moist sand. She felt her desire sharpen-growing keener as Louisa continued with her steady, unhurried spanking.. .
Soon, Louisa was so excited by the reddened white flesh of Susannah's ass that she quickly tugged the panties right off the girl's hips. Susannah made no protest as she drew them swiftly down her thighs and left her in as naked a state as Louisa herself.
And when Louisa resumed her spanking, the girl allowed her thighs to slip open-encouraging the woman to slap her in a more intimate zone of her body.
Looking down between the parted legs, Louisa could plainly see the mound of the girl's pussy; the tufts of curly blonde hair betraying the entrance to her beautifully long and deep slit.
She put one hand on the cheek nearest to her, then prized the globe open-watching breathlessly as Susannah's tightly-closed anus was peeled slowly into view. Louisa twisted her head slightly, and was able to see the pink opening below; a subtle, mysterious cleft which grew wider and wider as she forced Susannah's ass to yield up all its secrets.
Finally, the whole of the precious wound was visible to her. Louisa licked her lips in anticipation as she studied the beautiful cunt in the dazzling light of day.
A few grains of sand were adhering to the darling hole; around the puffy outer lips and even on the vulva itself. The pearly orifice gave a most interesting and pleasant aroma-a salty, spicy, briny smell which Louisa (putting her nostrils as close as possible to the faintly pulsing cunt) inhaled deeply, savoring the intimate pungency.
She put out her finger and ran it as slowly as possibly from the base to the apex of Susannah's pussy, watching its progress avidly. The digit sank greedily into the giving liquidity of the girl's slit dipping as far as the first joint.
Louisa brought it up out of the hole and let it wander idly into Susannah's pulled-open ass. The finger traced a loving path over the hot, intimate crease; pausing at the girl's asshole and worming tightly around in a tantalizing attempt to penetrate the tiny orifice.
Her mouth watering, Louisa repeated the movement. And again . . . and once morel Until Susannah was squirming and wriggling in genuine torment-aching to be penetrated by the woman's constantly roaming finger.
Since Louisa was now crouching alongside Susannah with her bottom facing the girl, Susannah was able-by turning her arm carefully around-to touch her ass and give Louisa the same, tormenting treatment.
She was spared the task of opening the woman's buttocks, however, because Louisa was already well-splayed-thanks to her stooping position the cheeks of her ass were forced open of their own accord.
Susannah now explored the tempting opening which lay snuggled between Louisa's fine, firm hemispheres. She extended her forefinger and pushed it with great deliberation against the dark crevice, slowly easing it right into the woman's anus.
Louisa arched her back and thrust her buttocks more Urgently against Susannah's hand, thus making the girl's finger sink more quickly into her asshole. Although this wasn't at all what Susannah had in mind, she nevertheless found the steamy tightness of Louisa's rear cavity too intriguing and exciting to be abandoned.
And so . . . stiffening her finger as rigidly as she could . . . Susannah allowed the woman to back herself onto the digit-wiggling her haunches from side to side to make it penetrate her as quickly as possible.
Then, as if rewarding Susannah for fingering her anus so cleverly, Louisa at last permitted her own finger to thrust its way deeply into the heart of her lover's ass.
Susannah expelled a loud, long sigh of relief. And, watching their actions most closely, the girls began to frig each other very leisurely and deeply; their respective fingers sinking to the hilt in one another's buttocks . . . turning around for perhaps four or five revolutions . . . then just as slowly and beautifully withdrawing.
Voluptuous and pleasing though this mutual caressing was, Louisa soon began to desire Susannah in a more intimate fashion. After all, she reminded herself, you did intend to be the seducer this time! And it would be so sweet to put your lips where your fingers are-on Susannah's very damp, very sexy asshole!
The gritty sand would have to be washed away first, though. Louisa stroked down the girl's spine, enjoying the feel of her fine, sleek young flesh.
"Darling," she said softly. "Let's go down to the water's edge. I want to give your ass and cunt a nice rinsing. They're all sandy, you know!"
Susannah pulled her finger gradually out of Louisa's anus. The slender digit seemed to stick halfway, as if loathe to leave the hot, exciting hole, and she had to give it a firm tug to release it from the woman's tight back passage.
Louisa followed suit, feeling a spasm of sheer pleasure flow through her body as she watched the pink skinned anus clinging to her withdrawing finger.
Then she helped Susannah to her feet and, together, the girls walked the half dozen paces to the sea. "Sit down, darling," Louisa whispered. "I'll wash all that nasty sand away for you!"
Susannah got into the water, lowering herself until the white-flecked foam was splashing gently over her tummy. She opened her thighs, supporting her body with her hands on the shifting sand some two feet below the surface. Louisa knelt by her side, dipped her hand in the sea and carefully began to rinse the gritty particles away.
She stroked gently and painstakingly, making a cup of her hand and splashing the salt water thoroughly into the girl's nest and ass; until she was sure that every speck of sand had been washed away.
Then Louisa quickly gave her own pussy and buttocks the same treatment-crouching down in the sea and letting the tide lap cleansingly into her crotch, helping it to flush her cunt free of sand by a careful fondling around the area with her fingers.
"Shall we take our bras off?" she suggested. "My breasts feel rather gritty and I'm sure yours are the same!"
Instead of answering, Susannah turned around, still half-lying in the sea, and offered her back to Louisa. The woman quickly undipped the brief bikini top and ran her hands possessively over Susannah's naked breasts-passing her arms around the girl's shoulders.
Susannah darted forward like a slippery fish, pulling Louisa off balance and dragging the woman into the sea with her-Louisa still clutching at the girl's breasts. Susannah's bikini fell unheeded into the water, bobbing on the waves like a pair of deflated balloons.
The weight of Louisa's body on top of hers made Susannah flounder beneath the sea, and they both went spluttering beneath the surface again-giggling and clutching at each other.
When their heads broke through once more, Susannah's hands were fumbling at the clasp of
Louisa's bra, struggling to unfasten the woman's only covering. In a matter of seconds the garment was floating away and Louisa was as totally naked as Susannah; hugging the girl's body against hers, their wet, slippery flesh rubbing intimately . . .
Breathless, the girls ran back up the gentle slope of the beach and fell onto the large bath towel which had been spread out in the shade of an overhanging rock.
They sprawled on the brightly colored towel, lying on their backs, drops of water forming rivulets which trickled down the slopes and curves of their nude bodies. When she had regained her breath, Louisa turned her head to look at Susannah. She could feel the warmth of the girl's flesh against her own. Susannah's damp, cool thigh pressing into hers . . . her large breasts rising and falling heavily.
"Let me kiss you darling-while you're still wet from the sea!"
Susannah smiled dreamily, her head moving in an almost invisible nod. She pursed her full, ripe lips and her eyelids closed sweetly.
Louisa, her heart pounding, rolled over on top of the girl, molding her thighs against Susannah's, letting her breasts fit snugly into the bigger globes-feeling their cold, erect nipples meeting in an intimate kiss. Their hard crotches pressed tightly together, Louisa's pubic hairs merging wispily with Susannah's.
Louisa cupped the girl's face in her hands, studying the relaxed, beautiful features intently. Her mouth was only a fraction of an inch from Susannah's.
"That wasn't quite what I had in mind, darling," she whispered, her lips brushing sexily against the girl's. "But I suppose we could start with an ordinary kiss!"
And she brought her mouth firmly onto Susannah's feeling the precious softness open under the pressure of her kiss and the girl's tongue quivering against her own. She kept her hands on Susannah's face, caressing the soft cheeks and rubbing the tips of her fingers beneath the girl's ear lobes. Susannah moaned sweetly into her open mouth, her lower lip trembling suddenly as the woman's gentle caress made her feel weak and helpless . . .
Louisa writhed her body slowly, making her breasts and crotch rub with an unmistakably sexual rhythm against Susannah's. She wanted to do so much to the sweetness of Susannah's body! She wanted to stroke the curves gently, pluck at the girl's thick red nipples, bring her to an intense, abandoned climax.
But above all, she wanted to fasten her mouth to Susannah's pussy and suck at the fleshy lips. Put her tongue deep into the heart of the girl's creamy nest and taste the forbidden juices.
It was suddenly too voluptuous for Louisa to bear. She wriggled her body down Susannah's, breaking their kiss, and slid her hands over the girl's breasts-giving them a firm but hurried squeeze-letting her fingers come to rest on the upper slopes of the thighs.
She urged them apart, fitting herself between the soft white pillars and staring at the slowly revealed opening of Susannah's cunt.
The lips were drawn aside as the girl's legs gradually yielded up their secret-and Louisa, lying on her side, lifted Susannah's right thigh over her shoulder and supported it, causing the red slit to widen in a wanton, lewd display of the girl's most intimate region.
The raw wound looked so terribly vulnerable, Louisa thought. So tender, so very, very defenseless. She slid her hand up the inside of Susannah's left thigh, her thumb rubbing the soft inner flesh only a few inches from the girl's slit.
Around the yawning cunt the hairs that had been pasted to Susannah's crotch by their immersion in the sea, Louisa slipped her fingers along the beautifully sleek thigh and began to smooth them-stroking all around the deep cut without actually touching it. She petted the pubic mound, felt the hard curve pulsing under her fingers. She rubbed along the twin creases on either side of Susannah's cunt-those deep, velvety folds which formed an exciting frame to the vaginal opening.
And finally Louisa pinched up a piece of the rubbery cunt-lip and lifted it carefully to one side: making the girl's pussy gape open more blatantly.
Then she moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue . . . and pressed them lovingly into the soft redness of Susannah's vulva-kissing the very center of the hole, her nose rubbing sexily against the girl's stiff, pert clitty.
She felt Susannah's thighs tensing momentarily. But as she soothed the precious honey-pot with her mouth, moving her lips from side to side and pushing them right into the outer lips, Susannah relaxed again; her body suffering gladly this intrusion into her most private parts as Louisa brought her slowly to a delicious excitement.
Louisa let her tongue steal out of her mouth, easing it gently into Susannah's vulva. The slot tasted tangy and pungent: the rich odors of the girl's cunt mingling with the salt water to form a cocktail of heady, intoxicating liquor.
She extended it further-making the red, live, wiggling tongue thrust deeply into the fleshy pussy until the lips quivered and pulsed around it, seeming to trap the trespasser and suck it between the sticky walls.
Louisa revolved her tongue slowly: first clockwise, then anti-clockwise; making sure that it lapped every inch of Susannah's beautifully tight and hot cunt.
The girls began to urge her loins up and down, working her crotch in an ever more frantic motion against Louisa's mouth. Seizing the opportunity, Louisa passed her hand up under Susannah's raised haunches and cupped one of the girl's luscious buttocks.
She kneaded and fondled the fleshy orb, pushing her forefinger into the perspiring crease and finding it very easy to penetrate the elastic-sided hole. Her finger sank deeply to its hilt inside Susannah's anus, the first joint wiggling frantically as she scratched insistently and temptingly at the rich, fruity inner meat of the girl's asshole.
A few minutes of this prolonged, intensive treatment-and Susannah was rolling her head from side to side on the towel, clenching and unclenching her hands, wriggling her inflamed, tormented pussy more and more wildly against Louisa's sucking lips.
Then she stopped, remaining absolutely still. Louisa felt the girl's cunt throb urgently-the only part of her body which was in motion-and suddenly climax!
It wasn't until the girl had at last shuddered to the end of her climax that Louisa realized her face was shielded from the sun by what appeared to be a large black cloud. And then she glanced up, her eyes widening in shock as she saw that it wasn't a cloud at all which was keeping the sun out of her eyes.
A young boy, perhaps 14 or 15-years-old, wearing a small, tight-fitting pair of swimming trunks which did nothing to disguise the thick bulge of his prick, stood staring down at them from the rock.
He was very tanned, with curly black hair and a cocky smile on his lips. The distance between them was about six feet only-but he showed no sign of taking fright when Louisa scrambled up and stood on the sand, her mouth open, her body trembling.
He grinned down at her, then stepped right to the edge of the rock and jumped, landing with an easy grace right in front of the startled woman.
Louisa stared at him, unable to speak, wondering how she should handle the situation. Susannah's eyes were still closed blissfully and she didn't appear to have noticed the intruder. The boy's white teeth flashed pleasantly, his eyes traveling frankly and openly over Louisa's naked body. He extended a hand in greeting.
"I'm Juan!" he announced. "You very beautiful woman! Her too!" He nodded towards Susannah. "I can see you have a lot of fun together, yes?"
Louisa swallowed. Her hand had gone quickly to her crotch, concealing as much as possible, and her other arm was thrown protectively across her breasts. But she still felt extremely vulnerable before the unashamed appraisal of the Mexican boy. She wondered how much he'd seen of their love-making, then realized-from the stiffness of his very erect penis-that he must have been watching them for quite some time . . .
He noticed her eyes flickering towards his genitals and rubbed himself proudly.
"Very big, yes?" he exclaimed, nodding his head up and down. "You like?"
Louisa wished the ground would open and swallow up either him, Susannah and herself-or all of them at once. She dreaded the moment when Susannah would be roused from her doze by their voices.
It might ruin everything for her: just when she and Susannah were becoming so close and when she might soon be able to hint to the girl that they extend their intimacy to include Al.
Juan took a step towards her. Louisa started to back away from him, then held her ground. A fragment of an idea had occurred to the woman. Supposing, just supposing, Susannah were to wake up and find.. .
She trembled at the boldness of her fantasy. No, Susannah would never . . . But why not? she insisted. Louisa let her eyes wander to the boy's penis again. It certainly looked promising enough, she thought. Even with the trunks covering it she could see the slight pulsing of his cock-pointing upwards towards his belly, held in tight check by the brief swimsuit.
"You like?" Juan repeated. He was still grinning at her as if he were offering the woman a holiday souvenir rather than making her a sexual proposition. Louisa hesitated. Then made up her mind.
He spoke very little English, Louisa discovered, beyond the polite forms of address and a few other rudimentary phrases. She took his hand, putting her other fingers to her lips-warning him silently not to disturb the sleeping girl.
Gently, she drew him nearer until the boy's body was almost touching hers. Then Louisa put his hand on her hip and began to press his fingers into the fullness of her flesh.
Juan rubbed the curvy skin, Louisa's hand still holding his, letting the woman guide his fingers up and down the sensuous flesh. She swayed her body slightly-feeling the hard length of his maleness brush into her crotch.
"You like that?" Louisa whispered. Juan nodded eagerly. She was slightly taller than the boy, and as Louisa sidled herself sexily against him, Juan's prick fitted perfectly between her thighs: the pointed tip coursing upwards into her naked bush.
Slowly, Louisa released his hand, giving the boy freedom to move it wherever he liked. She put her arms around him, pressing her fingers into the smooth brown back and drawing him into a tight embrace.
Immediately, Juan nestled his head on the woman's shoulders and placed both hands on the cheeks of her ass. She felt his fingers beginning to massage her-rubbing and fondling at the generous flesh of her buttocks; opening and closing the globes, lifting them cheekily-a strong sexual excitement awakening in her as the young boy caressed her so intimately.
She stroked his back, running her fingers firmly over his taut skin. He was quite a well-built youth-apart from the obvious prominence of his prick. His shoulders were muscular and hard-fleshed; his back straight and powerful.
Louisa wondered if she was the first woman he had been with: then realized that he was fondling her much too expertly to be a beginner! His hands were now opening her buttocks as wide as possible, giving his fingers access to the cleft between the cheeks. But he was making no attempt to caress the anus itself. Instead, the boy was deliberately teasing her-rubbing his fingers as near as possible to the ripe orifice without actually touching it!
Feeling her cunt growing moist and hot, Louisa wriggled her hips in an up-and-down motion, pressing against his prick with cat-like insistence.
It seemed to grow even larger under this stimulation; sticking fiercely into the softness of her crotch and pulsating with a life of its own. Louisa carefully opened her thighs, making the boyish rod dig more securely into the lips of her crack. Juan kissed her shoulder by way of reply, his hot mouth nibbling right along the soft curve until it reached Louisa's neck . . .
Then he began to suck, his pouting lips drawing on her skin until Louisa felt faint with a desire to have his cock inside her-riding and fucking her, rubbing against the hard button of her clitoris . . .
She remembered Susannah just in time! With a great effort, Louisa fought down her emotions and controlled herself; not moving away from the boy's embrace, but keeping her mind firmly fixed on the plan she had formulated to bring Susannah into their game.
She put her mouth close to Juan's ear. "Wouldn't you like to play with my friend?" she murmured. "I'm sure she'd enjoy it! And I will help you.. . ! "
Juan raised his face, frowning. He shrugged his shoulders. "Not understand!" he told her. "Sorry, not understand!"
Louisa wished that she wasn't blushing so furiously. She forced herself to keep looking at the boy, meeting his frank eyes with difficulty. He was so damned self-possessed! She took a deep breath and for better or worse, took the plunge.
"Come," she whispered urgently. "I'll show you, you.. . . "
As quietly as possible, Louisa indicated to Juan what she wanted him to do. Enlightenment dawned and the boy nodded his head vigorously.
"Yes, yes!" he repeated softly, the broad smile once more spreading over his face. "I understand-I understand now!"
He went down on his haunches at Susannah's side, crouching over the sleeping girl with his hands poised over her nude and beautiful breasts. Louisa held up a warning finger. Juan waited, his dark brown eyes gleaming.
Silently, Louisa lifted the edge of the brightly colored bath towel and draped it gently over Susannah's eyes. The cloth was thick enough to effectively obscure her vision and Louisa knew that the girl was unable to see more than blurred and indistinct outlines through it.
She motioned to Juan again-and the boy lowered his hands lustfully onto Susannah's breasts, watching intently as his fingers kneaded the soft, doughy globes. Louisa stared too, her eyes growing heated and excited as she saw her girl-friend's big titties pressed and turned into a variety of interesting shapes.
Susannah stirred, her shoulders moving and her legs twitching slightly as she came awake under the caress. "Mmmmm", she sighed. "That's nice, darling. That feels wonderful!"
Louisa smiled to herself. Then put her hand out quickly to stop the girl from lifting the towel away from her eyes.
"No, keep it there, darling," she urged. "It'll keep the sun off and make it more mysterious." She put her mouth against Susannah's ear, once more sketching out alongside the girl-careful to keep her hands from touching her!
"Do you like what I'm doing to you, precious?" (Watching as Juan rolled Susannah's nipples between his fingers, tugging the ripe, red cherries upwards and twisting them firmly).
"Mmmmmm! Oh yes, I do!" Susannah murmured. "Ooh-a bit harder, if you don't mind, Louisa! I like my nipples to be pinched very hard!"
Stealthily, the woman put her fingers on top of the boy's and squeezed them tightly together around Susannah's nipples. "Like that, darling?" she queried.
"That's wonderful." The girl's voice was low and throaty. She began to rub her thighs, pressing them as closely as possible, and Louisa lifted her knee between Susannah's legs-urging them apart-and then worked it slowly but firmly into the girl's itchy crotch. Up and down, between Susannah's thighs, pushing meaningfully against the moist opening of her cunt.
Susannah put her hand on Louisa's breasts and started to fondle the swollen globe, drawing it from side to side and slipping her fingers around the nipples.
"Is that nice, baby?" she whispered in a demure, serious voice. "Do you like me to pull your nipples, too?"
Louisa kissed the lobe of her ear. "It's beautiful," she murmured. Her fingers were still on top of Juan's, still helping the boy to "milk" Susannah's tits. She felt immensely daring to have conceived such a startling plan: it really was quite a sensational thing to do, she reflected. And the uncertainty of Susannah's reaction when the girl finally realized that a stranger's fingers had been pulling at her nipples added to Louisa's excitement. It provided a fillip, an extra dimension of furtive pleasure to her already intense desire.
"Your mouth felt so wonderful on my pussy", Susannah was breathing. "I enjoyed it so much, my darling. Did I give you the same feeling last night-the same pleasure?"
Louisa blushed, though she was pretty certain that Juan couldn't follow the girl's conversation. And even if he could . . .
All the same, she replied as quietly as possible, speaking right into Susannah's ear: "Yes, yes you did, angel-I'd never felt so worked up in all my life!"
"Touch my pussy again," Susannah pleaded. "Put your finger right in, Louisa-as far as you can! I feel so funny . . . so excited . . . I"
Without thinking, Louisa released Juan's fingers and, moving her knee out of the way, started to fondle her index finger between the plump folds of Susannah's cunt Nothing happened until she had actually inserted the finger and was frigging it gently in and out of the tight slot Then:
"Oh, my God! What's happening!"
Susanna sat bolt upright, the towel falling from her eyes. She blinked her eyes rapidly, unable to believe that they weren't showing her a scene out of her imagination. It couldn't be! she thought wildly. It couldn't be! Louisa wouldn't-
But, obviously, Louisa had! Susannah felt dizzy, a dry nausea making her head spin and ache. "Why?" she asked Louisa in a dazed voice. "Oh, Louisa-why?"
"Ssh, ssh!" Louisa soothed. "Please don't be upset, darling! Everything's all right-Juan here is a friend of mine-"
Susannah wanted to cry, but she felt stunned into complete silence by the enormity of what Louisa had done to her. She stared at the boy, who grinned at her cheerfully, not the slightest hint of embarrassment on his face.
"Let him go on touching you," Louisa urged softly. "Just as an experiment, darling! Relax and enjoy yourself-it won't hurt you, you know!"
The woman's words seemed to galvanize Susannah into sudden action. Thrusting Louisa away from her with both hands, the girl sprang to her feet and snatched up the towel-wrapping it quickly around her body and moving away from the couple.
"Oh, don't be silly-" Louisa started to say. But Susannah had started to clamber up the stony path, picking her way as rapidly as she could between the loose rocks. "Hey-come back here!" Terrified in case the girl burst into the villa and blurted out to Marty and Al what she had attempted to do, Louisa jumped to her feet and scrambled after her.
"Wait, Susannah!" Louisa cried out to the girl again, turning to see how Juan was reacting. He must have looked upon it all as a joke of some sort as he was smiling, thoroughly enjoying the plight of the two girls.