Neesh slid her tongue out and into Laura’s mouth. Laura, thinking my God, this just feels too good, slid her tongue out to meet it. They kissed deeply, passionately and Laura felt herself getting lost in the sensation, felt her resolve go crumbling to the ground like a building undergoing controlled demolition.
They continued to swap tongues as Neesh slid her hands down and cupped Laura’s ass, pulling her tighter against her. Neesh then broke the kiss and moved her mouth to Laura’s jaw, just below her left ear. She kissed and sucked the flesh here, occasionally nibbling on the earlobe. It was driving Laura insane with lust. Her insanity kicked up a few notches when Neesh began to whisper into her ear between kisses.
“You’ve been wanting to do this with me all night, haven’t you?” she whispered.
Laura moaned a little, and then let her own hands drop down beneath the hem of Neesh’s miniskirt, so she was touching the backs of her thighs.
“Haven’t you?” Neesh insisted.
“Yes,” Laura admitted.
“And I’ve been wanting you too,” Neesh whispered. “Ever since I first walked in the door and hugged you, my pussy has been dripping.”
“Oh God,” Laura groaned.
“I’m going to finish what I started on the beach that night,” Neesh said. “Right here and right now.”
“But ... but ... Jake and Gordon,” Laura said. “They’re right out there.”
“Yes, we’ll have to make it quick,” Neesh said. She disengaged her mouth and leaned back a little, breaking the embrace. “I need to come first though. If I don’t, I’m going to go out of my fucking mind.”
“You mean ... you want me to ... to...”
“I don’t think you’re ready for that just yet, Teach,” Neesh told her. “Maybe another night, after a girl’s night out perhaps?” She smiled naughtily. “Yes, I like the sound of that. But, for now...” She put her fingers to her blouse and undid another two buttons. She pulled it open, revealing her large breasts incased in a silky white bra. The bra was a front-loader, as evidenced by the fact that she reached between her boobs and undid the fastener. Her mammaries spilled out into the air.
This was Laura’s first truly good look at them in proper lighting. They were indeed magnificent. The nipples were hard, just begging to have a mouth upon them.
“Come here,” Neesh said. “Suck my tits. Suck them like a baby sucks on its mommy’s tits.”
She did not hesitate. She stepped forward, put her arms around Neesh’s waist, and slurped the left nipple into her mouth. It was every bit as enjoyable as she remembered.
“Yesss,” Neesh moaned. “Suck on them. Worship them. And while you’re doing that, put your hand up under my skirt and touch me.”
Oh God, Laura thought with a shudder, all doubts about this encounter now pretty much destroyed. This is so fucking hot!
She slid her right hand up the inside of Neesh’s bare right leg, trailing her fingertips upward, along the soft, sexy flesh of her inner thigh. She probed up under the skirt, going higher, higher, and soon found out that Neesh was not wearing any panties.
“Isn’t that naughty of me?” Neesh said with a chuckle. “I’ve been sitting next to you all night long with no underwear on, just letting my juices drip down.”
Laura moaned again and then switched to the other nipple, attacking it with lips and tongue.
“Now slide you fingers inside of me and start fucking me with them,” Neesh told her.
Laura did as commanded. Neesh was tight and smooth but quite wet. Her fingers slid in easily. She began to pump them in and out.
“That’s it,” Neesh panted, her own hand stroking Laura’s hair. “Now use your thumb to play with my clit while you do that. Be aggressive, Teach. I’m on a fucking hair trigger here.”
Laura began to manipulate her clit with her thumb while continuing to drive the fingers in and out. Neesh was right. It didn’t take her long at all. Within thirty seconds or so, Neesh’s pants became erratic and irregular, and her pelvis began to thrust back against the fingers.
“Yess, yesss ... Oh fuck yes,” Neesh cried through gritted teeth as her release came. “Keep it up, keep it up, let me get through the follow-through ... Oh yes.”
Laura was now completely engulfed in sapphic lust. She no longer cared that Jake and Gordon were outside the door only thirty feet away. What they were doing in here was so forbidden, so sexy, so fucking hot!
“Excellent job, Teach,” Neesh panted as she pushed Laura’s invading fingers free of her body.
“That was incredible,” Laura whispered. “I actually made you come.”
“Yes, you did,” Neesh agreed. She was still holding Laura’s wrist. She gently pulled it out from under her skirt and brought the hand up, so it was just in front of Laura’s face. Her fingers were glistening with wetness. “Now taste me,” she commanded.
“Taste you?” Laura said doubtfully.
“My juices are all over your fingers,” Neesh said. “Taste me.”
Laura hesitated for the briefest instance. She had tasted her own juices many times—sometimes on her own fingers while she played with herself, sometimes on Jake’s mouth after he’d been down below eating her, and occasionally on Jake’s dick if she sucked him after he’d been inside of her—and actually quite enjoyed them, but this was another woman’s juices they were talking about her. But then the smell reached her nose. It was a sharp, tangy smell, very similar to what her own juices smelled like, but different in a fundamental way.
“Come on, baby,” Neesh whispered. “Do it.”
Laura did it. She sucked her fingers into her mouth and tasted Neesh. It was a good taste; a sexy taste; one she would never forget. She found herself wondering what it would be like to taste it from the source.
“That’s it, you nasty girl,” Neesh said. “Now it’s your turn to come.”
“Yes,” Laura said, nodding. “I want to come. I need to come.”
“And you will,” Neesh said. “And no teasing this time. I’m going right for it. Are you wearing panties under that dress?”
“Yes,” Laura said.
Neesh seemed a little disappointed by this but shrugged it off. “All right. Take ‘em off and lay back on the bed. Let me show you what girl-time is all about.”
Laura reached up under her dress and slid her panties down. The crotch of them was absolutely saturated. She tossed them to the side of the bed and then lay down upon it, hardly hearing the little squeak of the springs. She spread her legs, revealing her swollen, glistening sex to Neesh’s eyes.
Neesh put her face between Laura’s legs and showed her what girl-time was all about.
It took less than two minutes.
Chapter 5: Shades of White
Haena, Hawaii
November 4, 1994
Jake had not known when booking the venue for his wedding that November was the start of the rainy season in the Hawaiian Islands. Nor had he known that the north shores of the islands—which was where the Haena Resort was located—were the windward sides during the winter months. By sheer luck—or perhaps the blessing of Pele?—the day turned out to be clear and calm. The temperature was a pleasant seventy-six degrees at 1:00, when the guests were being seated in the chairs set up on the beach, and there was a pleasant trade wind blowing from the northeast at around ten knots. The sky was mostly clear, with only a few low clouds drifting by. About the only thing that kept the day from being absolutely perfect were the waves. November brought the big ones to the north shores of the islands—to the delight of the surfing community—and this day was no exception. Tremendous breakers rolled in, one after the other, crashing down on the beach with ear-hammering, rhythmic booms that were loud enough to necessitate a PA system be set up so the words spoken at the ceremony could be heard.