as Arianwen continues to suck her nipple hard.
Jennifer wraps her legs around Arianwen’s waist and they move together, finding their own rhythm and arching together as their pleasure reaches its peak.
Arianwen sits back and watches Jennifer recover. She cannot stop looking at her. Her face is flushed and her eyes are lidded. Her mouth is open and Arianwen gazes at it as Jennifer’s breathing comes in gasps. Arianwen feels warmth settle inside her. She cannot remember ever feeling like this before. It is frightening but, at the same time, far too wonderful to run from.
Jennifer opens her eyes and looks at Arianwen. ‘I want to touch you now,’ she whispers.
Arianwen pulls back a little, her belly swirling suddenly.
Jennifer sits and cups Arianwen’s jaw. ‘It’s okay,’ she murmurs. Arianwen can feel the heat of her breath against her skin.
‘I’m going to make you feel so good.’
Arianwen shivers and then Jennifer is kissing her and she can feel the warmth again. Jennifer’s hands are sure and gentle on Arianwen. Slowly but without fumbling, she unhooks the clasps on Arianwen’s dress and pulls it aside. Beneath is her tight-laced corset.
Jennifer breaks away from the kiss for just a moment to glance at the corset. Arianwen can see her puzzling over the fastenings and she curses her clothing. She wants, needs Jennifer’s hands on her skin.
Jennifer kisses her again and begins to undo the laces. Arianwen breathes out into Jennifer’s mouth as the laces come loose. The relief. She feels released from the cage of a lifetime.
The bodice is unlaced and peeled away, revealing Arianwen’s undershirt. Her arms, shoulder and upper chest have been bared. Again, Jennifer breaks their kiss, this time to gaze at Arianwen’s naked flesh. Arianwen has never been beheld like this before. It is strange. Again, her stomach twists inside her but she does not wish to cover herself. Afraid though she is, she wants to lay herself open to Jennifer’s gaze. She cannot get enough.
Jennifer’s hands are gentle, almost reverent on Arianwen’s skin. She cups her shoulders with a firm grip, then moves down in a fingertip caress. Arianwen lets out a soft gasp. The touch is so soft it tickles. But her desire is not to laugh. She wants more touch.
Jennifer’s hands are sure and steady. She cups the heavy roundness of Arianwen’s breasts through the thin undershirt and keeps her hands there, thumbs moving rhythmically over the erect nipples. Arianwen feels her entire body tingling as she is touched oh so gently. Jennifer is watching her face, studying her reactions. Arianwen returns her gaze.
‘Please,’ she whispers.
Jennifer smiles and cups Arianwen’s face with a firm hand. ‘I told you I was going to make you feel good.’
Arianwen nods rapidly. ‘Please, give me more. I beg you.’
Jennifer leans forward, her thumbs still moves rhythmically over Arianwen’s taut nipples. She brushes her lips against Arianwen’s and murmurs close to her.
‘You don’t have to beg.’ She reaches behind Arianwen and undoes the laces at the back of her shirt, loosening it enough to tug it down and expose her chest. Arianwen no longer feels strange at being naked before Jennifer. It feels right. It feels like she has been waiting to show herself to Jennifer all her life.
She blinks. Her life. Jennifer is not part of her life. Jennifer is from another place. Why are they here together on this beach?
Jennifer kisses her again and all such thoughts sweep from Arianwen’s mind. There is nothing here but their nakedness before each other. Arianwen reaches out and holds onto Jennifer. She holds her naked waist as Jennifer begins to scatter kisses across Arianwen’s skin. She wants to reach her peak again, with Jennifer. She wants to feel Jennifer’s nakedness against hers.
‘Will we be discovered here?’
Jennifer shakes her head. ‘I don’t think anyone else ever comes here.’
‘Then I wish for us to be naked
Jennifer wraps her legs around Arianwen’s waist and they move together, finding their own rhythm and arching together as their pleasure reaches its peak.
Arianwen sits back and watches Jennifer recover. She cannot stop looking at her. Her face is flushed and her eyes are lidded. Her mouth is open and Arianwen gazes at it as Jennifer’s breathing comes in gasps. Arianwen feels warmth settle inside her. She cannot remember ever feeling like this before. It is frightening but, at the same time, far too wonderful to run from.
Jennifer opens her eyes and looks at Arianwen. ‘I want to touch you now,’ she whispers.
Arianwen pulls back a little, her belly swirling suddenly.
Jennifer sits and cups Arianwen’s jaw. ‘It’s okay,’ she murmurs. Arianwen can feel the heat of her breath against her skin.
‘I’m going to make you feel so good.’
Arianwen shivers and then Jennifer is kissing her and she can feel the warmth again. Jennifer’s hands are sure and gentle on Arianwen. Slowly but without fumbling, she unhooks the clasps on Arianwen’s dress and pulls it aside. Beneath is her tight-laced corset.
Jennifer breaks away from the kiss for just a moment to glance at the corset. Arianwen can see her puzzling over the fastenings and she curses her clothing. She wants, needs Jennifer’s hands on her skin.
Jennifer kisses her again and begins to undo the laces. Arianwen breathes out into Jennifer’s mouth as the laces come loose. The relief. She feels released from the cage of a lifetime.
The bodice is unlaced and peeled away, revealing Arianwen’s undershirt. Her arms, shoulder and upper chest have been bared. Again, Jennifer breaks their kiss, this time to gaze at Arianwen’s naked flesh. Arianwen has never been beheld like this before. It is strange. Again, her stomach twists inside her but she does not wish to cover herself. Afraid though she is, she wants to lay herself open to Jennifer’s gaze. She cannot get enough.
Jennifer’s hands are gentle, almost reverent on Arianwen’s skin. She cups her shoulders with a firm grip, then moves down in a fingertip caress. Arianwen lets out a soft gasp. The touch is so soft it tickles. But her desire is not to laugh. She wants more touch.
Jennifer’s hands are sure and steady. She cups the heavy roundness of Arianwen’s breasts through the thin undershirt and keeps her hands there, thumbs moving rhythmically over the erect nipples. Arianwen feels her entire body tingling as she is touched oh so gently. Jennifer is watching her face, studying her reactions. Arianwen returns her gaze.
‘Please,’ she whispers.
Jennifer smiles and cups Arianwen’s face with a firm hand. ‘I told you I was going to make you feel good.’
Arianwen nods rapidly. ‘Please, give me more. I beg you.’
Jennifer leans forward, her thumbs still moves rhythmically over Arianwen’s taut nipples. She brushes her lips against Arianwen’s and murmurs close to her.
‘You don’t have to beg.’ She reaches behind Arianwen and undoes the laces at the back of her shirt, loosening it enough to tug it down and expose her chest. Arianwen no longer feels strange at being naked before Jennifer. It feels right. It feels like she has been waiting to show herself to Jennifer all her life.
She blinks. Her life. Jennifer is not part of her life. Jennifer is from another place. Why are they here together on this beach?
Jennifer kisses her again and all such thoughts sweep from Arianwen’s mind. There is nothing here but their nakedness before each other. Arianwen reaches out and holds onto Jennifer. She holds her naked waist as Jennifer begins to scatter kisses across Arianwen’s skin. She wants to reach her peak again, with Jennifer. She wants to feel Jennifer’s nakedness against hers.
‘Will we be discovered here?’
Jennifer shakes her head. ‘I don’t think anyone else ever comes here.’
‘Then I wish for us to be naked
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