## Archive-name: woodland-frolics

From: sgordon@svpal.svpal.org (Steven Gordon)

Subject: Woodland Frolics (f/f)

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

This story contains SEX! If you don't like it, don't read it!

Woodland Frolics

Sue had the idea first, when she saw the ad in the magazine
that day in the office. I was typing at the computer when she called me over. "Zoe," she babbled excitedly, "this is just the thing. Look!"

We'd been thinking about a holiday for some months, but all we knew was we wanted something different this year, just something out of the ordinary. I mean how many times could you go to Spain, get shagged by a bloke you'd never see again and then simply come home? What we wanted was a holiday with a difference and, as I looked through the ad, I had the feeling Sue just might have found it.

I confess I had a few doubts. Being a city girl, the idea of a week out in the woods miles from anywhere was something of a challenge. After all, what if we wanted to watch TV? Or get a Big Mac? And where, more importantly, would be the blokes? But Sue had an answer to that one straight away . . .

"What? No blokes out there?" she said, looking at me as if I was some kind of fool, "That kind of place is just crawling with hunky out door types, Zoe! All of 'em rugged and tough and very, very lonely. C'mon! l feel exactly the same thing about you!" I giggled, taking the soap in my hand and lathering it up in my palms, "C'mon, let me soap those cute tits of yours."

It felt funny running my hand over a woman's flesh in that way; funny, but very arousing, especially as I felt Sue's nipples crinkling up against my palms as I did it. Soon, she had the soap and her hands were running all over my body in exactly the same way. My skin was tingling and I knew my pussy was starting to get hot. It got even hotter as Sue's eager hands moved lower and lower till they were right between my thighs, only a heartbeat away from my aroused cunny itself.

"Tell me how it feels," breathed Sue as her fingers slid between my full and pouting pussy lips. I sucked in a great lungfull of air and failed utterly to stifle a long moan of pleasure as she parted my lips and her index finger brushed lightly against the hard nub of my swollen clitty.

"It's like a rock!" whispered Sue, "Christ, Zoe, you're really turned on!"

"Fuck it!" I groaned, beside myself with sudden lust, "Lick my pussy, Sue! Please!"

Slowly, we fell together on the ground, our bodies grinding together as Sue took my nipples deep between her lips, teasing each one with her teeth as her fingers continued to move against my box. Gradually, her head moved lower and lower till at last I felt her warm wet tongue ease between my ultra-moist labia and flick intensely against my clit.

"Aaaahhh!!!" I moaned, my cries echoing around the clearing, "That's just right - MMHHH!!!"

Ever remember being so turned on you almost lost your senses? It had happened to me only once - with a bloke named Carl, the first bloke who ever made me climax - but this experience was even more intense. I wrapped Sue's hair around my fingers and pulled her face towards my cunt, at the same time thrusting my hips up to meet her frantically licking tongue. Whether Sue had done this before I didn't know, but if she hadn't she had more beginner's luck than most because I was absolutely out of my mind with ecstasy. I was coming real hard, my orgasm hurtling toward me like anexpress train and just as unstoppable.

My shrieks of passion made the birds fly up in panic from the treeline. My moaning didn't stop until I just couldn't come any longer. For minutes it was absolute bliss, but then she decided it was her turn and we slipped into a sixty-nine with me underneath. As her sticky, musky quim descended on my face I wondered how I'd eat pussy, how it'd taste, but once I'd extended my tongue and tasted her spicy pungent juices I knew immediately I liked it and drove my tongue into her hot folds as hard as I could, seeking out her clit with no difficulty, it being fairly large. And there we were, two lusty lezzies, clit-licking and fingerfucking, like there was no tomorrow. I never thought I'd manage to bring her off, but, incredibly I managed it. Being a woman, I know when another woman comes -juices don't gush like that unless she's really getting her fun!

As things turned out, the holiday wasn't wasted at all. We made more new discoveries than we'd ever anticipated in that secluded cabin. Only towards the end of our time there did Sue confess to me she'd always been bi, but by then I wasn't bothered. Now I knew how to get my rocks off . . . even if I couldn't find a man!

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