Kindle Edition
C. E. Todd Books
Category:
Gay/Lesbian/Bi
Publisher: C. E. Todd Books
Pages: 45
Copyright: December 6, 2013
Price: $2.99 (eBook)
Sara, Abby and Gwen find adventure in Amsterdam.
Hi, I’m Sara. After I arrived in Oxford for the summer, I met this girl, Gwen. She was kind of stand-offish at first, and didn’t say much. After my friend Abby got to know her, though, she got more comfortable, and offered to take me and Abby to Amsterdam for the weekend. I couldn’t believe it, really, that someone would be so generous, but she wouldn’t take no for an answer, so Abby and I decided to go. It turned out to be quite an adventure, as you’ll see.
Fourth in a series, 9600 words.
Excerpt
They made their way into Sara’s room.
“What was that?” Sara shouted, after closing the door.
“I know!” Abby shouted back.
They both plopped onto Sara’s bed, sitting with their legs crossed “Indian style.” “I guess we’re about to have another adventure,” Sara offered.
Abby smiled. Sara was even prettier when she was confident. Her hair shone in the soft light, and her smile was broader than Abby remembered. “You look beautiful, Sara,” Abby said softly.
Sara grinned. “I guess I am. Ridiculously rich girls flirting with lesbianism are picking me up!”
Abby grinned. “You just can’t help it if you’re hot."
Sara and Abby giggled. As their laughter died down, Abby leaned over quickly, and kissed Sara on the cheek.
“What was that for?”
“It wasn’t for anything. If I see someone beautiful, I like to kiss them. So, shoot me.”
“Me, too.” Sara leaned over and kissed Abby softly on the cheek. Her hand lingered on Abby’s chin. Sara stared into Abby’s eyes, and Sara’s face approached Abby’s slowly. Sara slowly slid her tongue over Abby’s lips, wetting them as they parted. Abby slid her tongue slowly into Sara’s mouth, sucking hard.
Sara had never felt this sensation before. Abby sucked her tongue, and hard. It sent a sudden rush of pleasure down Sara’s chest and arms, and Sara wrapped her arms slowly around Abby as the two fell onto the bed.
Abby was a good kisser. She preferred long, slow, deep kisses, with a subtlety that was new to Sara. Tonight, Abby was sucking slowly on Sara’s tongue, then sliding down to Sara’s ear. Sara turned her head away from Abby, offering her ear for Abby, and feeling a jolt slide down her back, between her legs, as Abby nibbled carefully.
Abby slid her hand over Sara’s stomach, slowly rubbing. Sara felt a slow, gradual warmth as Abby pulled Sara’s Oxford shirt out of her jeans, and slid her hand under, caressing Sara’s stomach. Sara began to stroke Abby’s hair slowly, letting the warmth of Abby’s touch radiate outward from her stomach.
Abby began nibbling on Sara’s neck lightly, licking and sucking lightly, careful not to leave a mark. Sara bent her head, and arched her back, as her pussy seemed to come to life suddenly at the sensation of Abby’s tongue on her neck. As Sara’s back arched, Abby’s hand slid downward, and Abby unbuttoned Sara’s jeans, sliding her hand down slowly. Sara could feel her pussy swell.
Sara’s hand slid from Abby’s hair down Abby’s back, and Sara felt Abby move her kisses to the top of Sara’s chest. Sara moaned softly, as she felt Abby slowly unbutton Sara’s shirt. As Abby slid over the top of Sara, Sara felt her hand slide over the small of Abby’s back, and just under the hem of Abby’s jeans.
Sara moaned louder, and felt her legs spread as she felt Abby begin to grind her pussy against Sara’s, even though two layers of jeans separated them. Sara’s shirt was unbuttoned now, and Abby began kissing lower on Sarah’s chest, as her hand massaged Sara’s breast. Abby broke her kiss, and quickly unbuttoned her blouse, sliding it off her shoulders, and returning to Sara’s upper chest.
Sara gasped and felt her heart race at the sensation of Abby’s stomach against hers. Abby began to kiss lower on Sara’s chest, making Sara’s nipples harden beneath her bra. The constant grinding of Abby’s pussy against hers was too much, and Sara slowly slid her own jeans and panties off, then reached to unbutton Abby’s jeans.
Sara felt a sudden jolt as Abby’s wet pussy met hers. Abby ground slowly against Sara’s pussy, spreading her juices, making the meeting of their centers more slippery, and more radiating. Sara began to feel her clit swell.
Abby reached behind herself and unhooked her bra, sliding it off her shoulders. Sara returned the favor, sliding her bra off her shoulders, and then unhooking it. Sara sighed deeply as Abby’s breasts pressed against hers. Sara moaned softly, feeling her insides beginning to spin.
Suddenly, there was a soft “tap, tap, tap” at Sara’s door. Abby looked up, startled.
Sara’s brow furrowed. She looked around, trying to find where to hide Abby. Sara wasn’t really sure if encounters like this would cause difficulty with the Professor, or some other program administrator, so better safe than sorry. “Abby, get under the covers. I’ll go see who it is.”
Abby quickly slid under the covers, and against the wall, artfully impersonating bed linens bunched against a wall. Sara stood, and grabbed a white terrycloth robe from her closet. Sara opened the door slightly. It was Gwen, buried in her cell phone.
“Gwen, I’m glad it’s you,” Sara sighed as Gwen immediately bound into the room.
“I have a train scheduled to leave Oxford Friday at 6:30 and another at ….” Gwen looked up at Sara, and then over at the bed. “Oh. I thought …. Am I interrupting?”
“Well ….” Abby slowly slid the covers down, revealing her face, and smiling sheepishly.
“Wow. We’re headed to Amsterdam tomorrow, and you two are at it already? Impressive,” Gwen muttered, her eyebrows lifting. “Well, I guess it can wait. I’ll talk with you two tomorrow at breakfast, if you make it.”
And with that, Gwen ushered herself out of the room, leaving Sara and Abby speechless.
Abby slid out from under the covers and sat up. “She was harsh.”
Sara stood silently. Gwen did seem at least judgmental. On the other hand, Gwen had mentioned that she would let them know when she’d determined their schedule. “Look I just want to avoid any drama.”
Abby frowned. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was creating any.” Abby got up and dressed herself, silently. She looked at Sara for a moment, then left.
Sara sat down on the bed. Why were people so difficult? Nobody was trying to offend Gwen, but she managed to be offended anyway. Nobody wanted to offend Abby, but she found a way, too. Maybe Sara’s horizons were getting too broad. This wasn’t the first time Sara had alienated people. Maybe she just wasn’t cut out for all this stuff. It was then that Sara had her first pang of homesickness.
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