Chapter 4

It took Sam a long time to fall asleep. When she finally did, she
began to have erotic dreams. She was in a sea of large breasts. They
were everywhere. She was sucking on one and playing with two others.
Then, there were other women all around her, waiting for her to suck
on their breasts. She was surrounded with flesh. Suddenly, Sam's eyes
opened and she was in a cold sweat and very sexually aroused. She
tried to put the dream out of her mind, however, each time she went
back to sleep, she had another erotic dream and it always involved
women. When the morning light finally came through the window, she was
relieved. She lay on the bed and watched the snow continue to fall.
Between her legs, her vagina was throbbing almost painfully now. She
had to have relief.

Sam glanced over at Sally and could see that she was still asleep. Her
need overcame caution and she slowly slid her hands under the blankets
and down her stomach. When she reached her groin, she found that the
gusset of her panties was soaked. She pressed the material into her
swollen lips and moaned quietly. She used her middle finger to slide
up and down the groove as she spread her legs. Finally, she pushed her
sweatpants and panties down her thighs and off. Quickly, her fingers
went back to her swollen sex. It was so unlike her to masturbate. She
could count on one hand the number of times she had done it since she
had gotten married. However, it felt so exciting now, she wondered why
she hadn't done it more often. Another little moan escaped her mouth
as she pushed her finger into her saturated hole.

Sally had awakened at the first moan. She glanced over and saw that
Sam was on her back and that her hand was obviously between her legs.
Suddenly, her heart began to beat rapidly and excitement began to
course through her. She wanted desperately to touch herself but she
dared not.

Soon Sam was at a point of no return. Her body began to tremble as her
finger found her swollen clit. She gently teased it, bringing her
closer and closer to climax. She worked hard to keep her movements to
a minimum, however as her tremors began, she had to squeeze her legs
together tightly. Her attempt to keep quiet and restrict her movement
made her head spin. It was almost as if she were fighting the desire
to climax. The very act of trying to hold it back made the tension
build quickly. Suddenly, her breath caught in her throat as a strong
climax rushed through her. Her hips lifted off the bed and her legs
stiffened as her body trembled, shaking the bed.

Sally could tell that she was climaxing. It took all of her will power
to remain still. She had the sudden urge to jump on the older woman.
However, she controlled herself, as excitement coursed through her
body. She squeezed her own thighs together, feeling her swollen sex
lips almost pulsing. She almost sighed in relief when Sam stopped
shaking. Suddenly, her body felt incredibly hot. She pushed the covers
off and groaned like she was asleep.

Finally, when Sam could catch her breath, she glanced over at Sally
and was relieved to see that she was still asleep. Then, she noticed
that Sally had pushed the covers off her body and was lying on her
back with her legs spread apart, with one bent at the knee. Her face
was serene with curls of her hair lying carelessly across her eyes.
Sam turned on her side and stared at the pretty girl. Almost without
thinking, Sam reached over and gently brushed the hair from her face.
God, she is gorgeous, she thought. Then her eyes scanned down her
body. She stared at her large breasts under her thin top. The nipples
were bigger than any she had ever seen. Her eyes trailed down to her
groin. A little gasp escaped her lips when she saw the young girl's
bare pubic mound, barely hidden under the gauzy material. That
confirmed that she didn't have any pubic hair. She sat up carefully to
look closer and found that her pubic area was as smooth as a baby's
butt. When Sam felt herself becoming excited again, she reluctantly
pulled herself from the bed. She gently snatched her sweatpants from
under the covers and hurried downstairs.

At the bottom of the stairs, Sam stopped and looked for her panties
inside the sweatpants. When she couldn't find them she walked quietly
back up the steps.

As soon as Sam was out of sight, Sally noticed that her panties were
still lying on the bed. With a trembling hand she reached over and
picked them up. Immediately she could feel how wet they were. With a
moan of excitement she brought them to her nose and took a deep
breath, her eyes closing in pleasure at the sweet smell of the older
woman.

Sam was at the top of the steps when she stopped in shock. She could
see that Sally had her panties in her hand and that she was smelling
them. Then to her total amazement, Sally opened the panties and licked
the wet crotch. The shock of watching such an intimate act almost made
Sam's knees buckle and she had to grab the railing for support. Slowly
she backed down the stairs and walked on trembling legs to the
kitchen. Her hands were shaking so much that she almost dropped a
dozen eggs as she brought them from the refrigerator. Then she had to
sit down and catch her breath before she could cook breakfast.

Upstairs, Sally quickly stripped off her pj's. Then she took Sam's
panties and rubbed the still wet crotch across her breasts, feeling
the remaining wetness sticking to her nipples. Then she slid them down
her stomach until she touched her smooth pubic mound. She pressed the
material into her swollen lips and rubbed it up and down the groove.
When she touched her clit, she began to tremble. Soon her own juice
was mixed with Sam's, making the crotch totally soaked again, this
time it was wet with their combined juices. She couldn't believe how
incredibly sexy it was to masturbate with her friend's panties. Then,
she used her middle finger to press the wet crotch into her throbbing
hole. Suddenly, Sally moaned and her body lifted off the bed. She
climaxed with the tiny panties inside her throbbing vagina. It was one
of the most intense that she had ever had. When she finally crawled
out of bed, she brought the panties to her nose again, and then
stuffed them into her bag. Then she put on her clothes and walked down
the steps on very shaky legs.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she glanced out the front
window. Suddenly, she rushed over to the window and let out a yelp.

"What's the matter?" Sam said as she turned from the stove and rushed
toward her.

"Look," she said pointing out the window.

"Oh my God," Sam said when she saw that their car was totally covered
in a snowdrift.

"Let me get the radio," Sally said as she rushed back upstairs. A
minute later she came back down with the radio on. "It's pretty bad.
They say it's one of the worst blizzards that has hit this area in
forty years."

"Oh Jesus, we're not going to get out of here today are we?"

"I don't think so. But, don't worry, we have enough food to last
weeks."

"It's not that. I need to get back! I have too much to do."

"It might be days before we get out of here," Sally said. She kept a
frown on her face but inside her heart was fluttering with joy.

"Can we call somebody?" Sam asked.

"Sure but that's not going to get us out of here. We're several miles
from the closest road that they clear."

Sam took a deep breath and let it out. Then she smelled her bacon
burning. "Oh shit," she yelled as she rushed over to the stove. She
salvaged what she could and placed it on a plate. When she turned
around she saw Sally coming toward her. Her eyes grew wide as she saw
for the first time what the young girl was wearing. On top she had a
tight tube top that emphasized her large bust. She could see the dark
outline of her large nipples. Below she had on a pair of white stretch
cotton leotards that hugged her like a second skin. In fact, they were
so tight that the seam of her crotch pulled between the lips of her
vagina.

Sally saw her surprised look and said, "I thought we would go skiing
and those snow suits are really hot. I prefer to wear as little as
possible underneath. Sometimes I even go naked," she added with a
giggle and blushed.

Sam didn't comment but she did raise her eyebrow and then a little
smile crossed her lips. The things we find out about people, she
thought. "Well, sit down and have some breakfast. I'm not the best
cook in the world but I can whip up a mean omelet."

"Sam, I'm so sorry I got you into this. I really am."

"It's not your fault sweetie. I could have checked the weather. We'll
just have to make the best of it. The truth is that it might be good
for me to take a little time off. Besides, I could be in a lot worse
places," she said with a meaningful smile. "I'll call later and let
someone know that we're still alive."

"Thanks!" Sally said

"For what?"

"For not making me feel bad."

"Eat!" Sam said as she placed a plate in front of the pretty young
girl.

After breakfast the two women waited until the wind had died down and
the snow had stopped before they tried to venture out. They both
dressed in snowsuits that were left in the closet. However, when they
tried to open the front door, it was snow bound.

"That's okay, the back should be clear," Sally said. They were able to
open the back door and went outside.

The sun had broken through and the sky had cleared. Suddenly, they
were standing in the middle of a glorious winter wonderland.
Everything was snow covered and sparkling white. The road leading to
the house was completely gone. It was almost as if it never existed.
Nothing man-made was visible, except for the house and shed, for as
far as the eye could see.

Sally led them to the shed where they cleared away enough snow to get
inside. There were numerous sets of skis and boots along with two
snowmobiles. Sally pulled several sets of skis and boots out. She
handed a pair of boots to Sam and said, "Try these, they should fit
you."

The size was a little large, but they were wearable. Sally helped Sam
adjust the bindings on her boots and then she put hers on. Then, they
carried their skis through the deep snow to a spot where they could
put them on.

Sam had never been on snow skis. However, she could water ski and
thought that it would be similar. When she stood up, she realized that
it was very different. Then, as she tried to move, she fell over into
a pile of snow.

Sally tried to help her up but Sam pulled her down on top of her. Both
women began to laugh so hard that they couldn't get up.

"This is harder than I thought," Sam laughed as she lay on her back in
the snow.

"You'll get the hang of it quickly," Sally encouraged. 

When they finally got to their feet, Sally showed Sam how to move as
if she were doing "cross-country" skiing, forcing one ski forward and
then the other in a rhythmic pattern. The two of them moved through
the snow-covered forest until they came to an opening at the top of a
hill.

"Wow," Sam said as she looked out across the valley. "This is so
beautiful!"

"I always thought so. I knew that you would love it. My dad and I used
to spend hours and hours skiing down these hills. Sometimes we would
be so exhausted when we got home that we would collapse in front of
the fireplace and fall asleep and not wake up until the following
morning."

"Well, now what do we do?" Sam asked, holding her poles and ready to
go.

"Watch me." Sally moved down the slope at a slow pace, showing Sam how
to move her skis back and forth and how to use the snow plow technique
to stop. When Sam tried it, she got about ten feet and fell. She
laughed and tried again. Finally, after four or five falls, she made
it to where Sally was waiting. However, she was still sliding down the
hill. Fortunately, Sally grabbed Sam or she might have slipped all the
way to the bottom.

"If I keep this up, you're going to have to carry me back to the
cabin," Sam laughed. When she looked at Sally, she saw her looking at
her funny. "What?" she asked.

"Nothing, you're just so pretty all covered in snow. Kinda of like a
snow bunny," she added with a laugh.

Sam could feel herself blush and she looked away. When she did, she
lost her balance and fell forward into Sally. Sally tumbled backward,
hitting a branch of a spruce tree that was covered in snow. The heavy
snow fell from the tree right onto Sally's face as she hit the snow
flat on her back. Sam came down on top of her again. Both women
screamed with gales of laughter, as they lay covered in snow again.

"I'm such a klutz," Sam laughed. Suddenly, Sam realized that she was
lying on top of Sally, their faces inches apart. She looked down at
her snow-covered face. She quickly pulled her glove off and began to
brush the snow from her face. When she had most of the snow removed,
she saw Sally's smiling face and twinkling eyes. Her cheeks were rosy
from the cold and wet from the melted snow. Her skin was creamy and
smooth. Suddenly, she had an overpowering urge to kiss her. Instead
she rolled off and onto her back. She lay looking up at the bright
sun, suddenly breathing heavily.

"Come on lazy bones," Sally said and got to her skis, pulling Sam up
with her.

The two women began to move down the hill again. Sam was a quick
learner and had gotten to the point where she could move slowly
downhill without falling. Fortunately, the snow was so deep that the
powder kept her from going too fast.

Several hours later both women were tired and ready to go home.

It was a long trek back to the cabin and as Sally had predicted, they
were both exhausted as they stumbled inside. They quickly stripped
their suits off and hung them near the fireplace to dry.

"I'll get the fire stoked. Why don't you get some wine and a couple of
glasses?" Sally said.

When Sam came back out of the kitchen she stopped suddenly. Her eyes
fell on Sally as she bent over the fireplace stoking the coals. She
still had on the skintight leotards and they were stretched almost
obscenely over her tight buttocks. Sam felt an unwanted chill run
through her. It was obvious that Sally wasn't wearing any panties and
the material was almost transparent, revealing the dark crease between
her buttocks. A view of Sally walking toward her this morning with the
seam of her tight pants running between her lips suddenly flashed into
her mind. She took a deep breath and slowly walked over to Sally, her
eyes riveted to her sexy derriere. Then she sat down on the floor and
leaned against the sofa.

Sally could feel Sam's eyes on her buttocks and continued the process
of stoking the fire longer than necessary. Several times she even
swayed her backside back and forth. Her face had turned hot but not
from the fire.

Sam smiled as she took a sip of her wine and watched the blatant
sexual display in front of her. While she tried to remain calm on the
outside, on the inside she was trembling with excitement. She felt a
little trickle of sweat break out on her brow and finally had to avert
her eyes.

Finally, Sally joined her and the two women sat against the sofa,
facing the fire, their shoulders touching. When the first bottle of
wine was done, Sally got another. They talked quietly for a while and
then fell silent. The room became very quiet with only the sound of
the crackling fire. A short while later, Sam felt Sally's head touch
her shoulder. Based on her regular breathing, it was obvious that she
had fallen asleep. When Sam moved slightly, Sally's head fell toward
her. She gently laid her head on her lap and watched her sleep.
Suddenly, she felt the urge again to kiss the pretty girl. With the
wine coursing through her veins, she leaned down and turned Sally's
face upward. Slowly, she let her lips gently touch those of the
younger woman. A moan escaped her throat, as she tasted Sally's sweet
lips for the first time. Her head began to spin. She jumped when she
felt a hand reach up and grasp the back of her neck.

Sally moaned and opened her mouth as she pulled the older woman's
mouth to her own. She felt her vagina pulse as she pressed her tongue
toward Sam's mouth. Another moan escaped her lips when she felt Sam
open her mouth to let it inside. Then she thought her heart would jump
from her chest when she pulled her tongue back and Sam's followed. She
closed her lips around the intruding tongue and began to suck. Chills
began to run up and down her spine. Soon, the two women's tongues were
dueling with one another and their warm saliva mixing.

Sam could no longer think straight. She couldn't believe what she was
doing. Her head was spinning so much that she was concerned that she
might lose consciousness. She had never had a sweeter or more sensual
kiss. It was nothing like kissing a man. Sally's lips were so soft
and, maybe it was from the wine, but even her saliva tasted sweet.
Then, when she pulled her lips slightly away and Sally's tongue began
to lick her lips, she almost lost her breath. She pressed her mouth
back to the younger woman's willing lips and she moaned.

How could something so wrong feel so good? she thought as the kiss
went on and on. Suddenly her hand was moving on the younger woman's
stomach. Both of them tensed as it moved slowly upward. As Sam's
knuckles touched the underside of the covered breast, she hesitated.
God, what am I doing, she thought. Then, as if she couldn't control
it, her hand opened and it covered one of Sally's now heaving breasts.

With trembling fingers, Sally reached up and pulled her tight tube top
upward. She felt Sam lift her hand out of the way. She began to
tremble as she felt the warm air from the fireplace on her naked
breasts. She knew that Sam's hand was hovering inches from her soft
flesh as they continued to kiss. She sucked hard on the tongue in her
mouth.

Sam hesitated, her hand trembling inches above the young woman's bare
breast. Her hand moved downward and a moan escaped her lips. Sam's
lips muffled her scream, as the palm of her hand covered the soft
mound of flesh. "Oh Jesus," Sam gasped as she pulled her lips from
Sally's. She looked down and saw her hand covering the breast of
another woman for the first time in her life. It was like a dream.
Just like the dream she had had last night. She watched, in an almost
removed fashion, as her fingers began to knead the soft flesh. While
she had touched her own breasts many times, this felt different,
almost softer. Her fingers squeezed the flesh and her thumb slid
across the pale pink nipple.

"Oh God, suck it!" Sally hissed. With her hand still behind Sam's
head, she tugged gently.

Sam felt her head being pulled down slowly but firmly until it was a
fraction of an inch from one heaving tit. She hesitated. There was no
turning back if she went any further.

Sally whined and pulled on the back of Sam's head. "Please," she
begged.

Sam was trembling all over as she stuck out her tongue and tentatively
touched the nipple. She heard Sally gasp. Then, she widened her tongue
and licked across the soft and puffy surface. A moan escaped from her
own lips as she felt the soft skin under her tongue. Then, her mouth
opened wide and she sucked the large nipple inside. Her heart was
pounding so hard and pumping blood so fast that she couldn't even hear
Sally's scream. Suddenly, her mouth was filled with sweet flesh. The
nipple filled her mouth like a soft marshmallow and tasted almost as
sweet. Although the evidence was in her mouth, she still couldn't
believe that she was sucking on a woman's breast. Just a few days ago,
it would have been appalling to even imagine herself doing something
like this. Yet, she didn't try to pull away even as Sally lifted her
chest toward her mouth. She allowed the pressure on her neck to hold
her mouth to the warm flesh and she began to suck, pulling a good
portion of the nipple deep into her mouth. Saliva began to drip from
her lips, running gently down the slopes. When she began to worry the
puffy nipple with her teeth and then her tongue, she felt Sally begin
to tremble. Her tongue laved the soft skin, covering it with her warm
saliva.

Sally was gasping for breath as Sam began to nibble on the nipple with
her teeth. The young girl was quickly transported into a sensuous
world where she had never been. Nothing in her life had prepared her
for this. Her vagina was pouring juice into the crotch of her
leotards. A dark stain began to form, spreading across the white
cotton. Suddenly, her hips lifted up and she groaned loudly as an
incredible climax began. It started as a tiny tremor in her chest and
ran quickly to her pulsing vagina. Then it exploded throughout her
body as she screamed in pleasure.

Sam barely heard the scream. She was so engrossed in sucking the warm
flesh that Sally was almost done with her climax when she realized
what was happening. When she felt the pressure on the back of her neck
ease, she pulled away leaving strings of her saliva hanging from her
open lips to the breast below. Her head was spinning and her lips were
throbbing from the feeling of Sally's breast. She touched her lips
with the back of her trembling hand, wiping the saliva from them.
Suddenly, she realized what she had just done and almost jumped up,
startling Sally and almost throwing her to the floor. "I... I...
should... should get us something to eat," she stuttered. Then she
turned in confusion and hurried to the kitchen.

Chapter 5

The two women were mostly silent and avoided eye contact as they ate
an early dinner. They were both feeling a little guilty and
embarrassed. However, Sally was also elated. What had happened was
beyond her wildest dreams. Now she knew that Sam wasn't totally
opposed to a little contact with another woman. It was also quite
thrilling to know that she could turn on the older woman.

When Sam finally spoke, it almost startled Sally. "Well, since I'm not
going to get home for a few days, I need to make a few calls."

"Can... uh... can we work on our essay afterward."

"Yes, that would be an excellent idea," Sam said, thinking that at
least that would be a neutral activity. She now realized that it was
going to be difficult to be so close to Sally for the next few days.
They would need some diversion or she didn't know what might happen.
Unfortunately, now that her libido was peaked by their intimate
activity, it would be hard to control. And, if the little tremors she
still felt between her legs were any indication, it might be
impossible for her to keep her hands off of the young girl. She
couldn't let that happen. She had too much at stake. She was going to
be the wife of the chancellor of the University.

After the dinner dishes were cleared, Sally found some writing paper
and sat on the sofa. Sam went in to take a shower and said she would
join her in a few minutes. When she came back out, she had on a short
white terry cloth robe she found in the bathroom and a towel wrapped
around her wet hair. She sat on the sofa, a comfortable distance from
Sally.

"Do we have a hair dryer?" she asked.

"Uh... no! Damn, that's one thing I forgot. If you sit with your back
to the fire, I think it will dry pretty quickly."

"Okay. Let's see what you have so far," Sam said as she reached for
the pad. When their hands touched Sam felt and saw sparks. It was
probably from the dry air in the room, she thought.

Sally believed that it was because of an entirely different reason.
She suppressed a little smile of delight.

Sam read the essay topic ideas that Sally had written down and added a
few of her own. They talked quietly for some time about the various
topics and narrowed it down to three. One topic that Sally had listed,
interestingly enough, was "Lesbianism in Modern Literature". Sam knew
that that would shake up the school if it were chosen.

The two of them worked for another hour developing an outline for the
various topics. The discussion about lesbianism was somewhat tense but
nonetheless interesting. However, they skirted around the real issues
in an effort to stay professional.

Sam noticed that Sally had a smile on her face that never left as they
discussed women loving women. And she could feel little ripples of
excitement beginning again deep inside. She knew she needed to change
the subject. "We'll need to get to the library and on the Internet to
check some of these out. However, I think we have a great start," Sam
said in a professional tone as she assessed the younger woman. Sam had
concluded that Sally was a very sharp girl after their many
conversations over the past couple of months. She was more than just a
pretty face. However, that pretty face kept overshadowing Sam's
attempt to play the professional teacher. Every time she would look
into her eyes, she would feel little shock waves emanating from
between her legs. "I think I had better try to dry my hair if I don't
want to go to bed with it wet," she finally said.

"Why don't you sit by the fire and I can brush your hair. That should
help dry it quicker."

Sam thought that was innocent enough so she said okay.

"You have beautiful hair," Sally said as she began to run the brush
through it.

"Unfortunately, it curls so easily that whenever I get it wet I can't
do anything with it."

"Why don't you just let it go curly? I think you would look sexy with
naturally curly hair," Sally said, loving stroking her hair with the
brush and following it with the touch of her hand.

"Maybe I will," Sam answered as she leaned back into the younger
woman. "Oh, that feels so good." There was something so comforting
about the way Sally was stroking her hair with the brush and following
it down with her hand.

"Listen, I do a great facial massage," Sally said, putting the brush
down on the hearth when her hand was hanging smoothly across her
shoulders. "Would you like me to do one for you?"

Sam remembered what happened with the last massage. But, how sexual
could a facial massage be? she thought. "Well, if you promise to
behave," she said with a smile and without admonishment in her voice.

"I'll try, but I can't promise anything," she responded and returned
the smile. "Let me get some cream," Sally said and hurried to her bag
that was up in the loft. While she was there, she put on a pair of cut
off jeans and a half jersey that barely covered the bottom of her
breasts.

When Sam saw Sally hurrying down the stairs, she almost gasped. Her
breasts were bouncing up and down with her movement and it almost
looked like her jersey would flip up and reveal them any second. Sam
tightened her robe around her and shivered.

"Alright, turn around and put your head in my lap. You're in good
hands," she joked as she spread a towel across her bare legs. While
Sally tried to act calm, she was very nervous. It was such a thrill to
know that she was going to get to touch Sam again. And, it was even
better that she didn't seem mad at her from what had happened earlier.

"Okay doctor," Sam said as she turned and laid her head in Sally's
lap.

Sally turned Sam's face up to her and began to gently massage her
temples.

Sam eyes were closed and she moaned as she felt the gentle touch. She
is good with her hands, Sam thought as she relaxed into Sally's lap.

Soon Sally's hands moved down to her cheeks. She added a little cream
and massaged it into her soft skin. Then her fingers ran under her
chin, slipping back upward and across her tight jaw muscles. "Relax,"
she whispered. "Wait a minute," Sally said and got up. A few minutes
later she brought over the radio, two glasses and a bottle of wine.
She tuned the radio to a soft classical station and poured a glass of
wine. "Would you like a glass?" she asked.

"Uh... I guess," Sam said hesitantly. She wasn't sure she wanted to
feel that good. Still, she was feeling so comfortable she thought that
one glass couldn't hurt. She took the offered glass and drank about
half before leaning back onto Sally's lap again.

Sally started her massage again. She took her time, working on all the
tense muscles in Sam's face, using her thumb to guide her hands.

Sam was almost asleep when she felt the hands move down to her neck.
She opened her eyes in concern. When she looked up, she realized that
she was looking directly up Sally's cut off jersey. She took a deep
breath and watched the large globes sway freely back and forth inches
from her face. The movement was almost hypnotizing. She could see the
lower section of Sally's pale pink nipples. The thought that she had
been sucking on one of those just a few hours earlier brought a tremor
to her body.

"Are you chilly?" Sally asked when she felt her shiver.

"Uh... no," Sam answered and tried to close her eyes. However, as much
as she didn't want to look, her eyes kept opening. She barely noticed
when Sally's hands began to move further down her neck. Then, she felt
her fingers slip under the opening of her robe. "Sally," she moaned as
the hands slipped lower and closer to the swells of her breasts. She
knew where this was heading.

"You're so tense," Sally said as her hands reached the beginning slope
of Sam's breasts and she gently began kneading the flesh. "Relax.
Relax. Relax," she whispered methodically as her hands moved slowly up
the slopes. Her hands went deeper under the opening of the robe.

Oh no! Sam thought, here we go again. However, she left her hands lay
idly at her sides as she felt her robe being slowly opened. Her heart
was pounding in her chest now and knew that she should stop her. When
she felt the warmth of the fire on her bare breasts, she knew that she
was exposed. However, she was frozen in place and she couldn't even
open her eyes. It was almost like it wasn't happening if she didn't
see it.

"They're beautiful," Sally gasped as she stared at Sam's breasts. They
sat high on her chest, the nipples as hard as pebbles. Sally's hands
moved slowly over the heaving orbs. A moan escaped her lips as she
closed her fingers around Sam's soft breasts. She could feel her
nipples almost burning her palms and she groaned deep in her throat.

"Sally, please," Sam whispered as if she couldn't stop the woman and
was somehow powerless. However, this time she wasn't under the
influence of the wine. She was tired from her busy day but perfectly
sober. In spite of her outward protests, her vagina began to quiver
and juice started to run down her thighs.

Sally grew even bolder and as she continued to play with one breast,
she reached down and threw her robe completely open. Now she was
staring at Sam's body, entirely naked before her. Her eyes traveled
downward over her breasts, across her soft stomach and between her
legs. She saw that Sam had a light fuzz of pubic hair and wondered if
she trimmed it. Her well-shaped thighs were spread slightly apart and
her feet were moving nervously back and forth. A little chill ran
through her when she saw a glimmer of wetness on her sparse pubic
hair.

Sam knew that she should stop the young girl. This was so wrong and so
dangerous, she thought. Yet, her only movement was the heaving of her
breasts.

Sally's heart was beating rapidly and her hands were trembling as she
continued to massage the soft breasts. She noted that Sam's breasts
were much smaller than her own but were nonetheless beautiful. They
were the size of navel oranges and she was surprised at how firm they
felt. Her nipples were long and looked like pencil erasers. She opened
her hands and gently rubbed the palms across the hard nubs in a
circular fashion.

Sam began to squirm as Sally played with her breasts. She squeezed her
eyes closed and tried to control her breathing. However, the room
seemed to be spinning now. She trembled at the thought that her robe
was open and that Sally had a view of her entirely naked body. Still,
she made no move to close it. Instead, her legs squirmed open a little
further. Whimpers began to come from her lips as the younger woman
continued to tease the now throbbing nipples.

Sally leaned down close to Sam's ear. Her tongue came out and she
began to lick little circles around her ear. She could see goose bumps
on Sam's body. Then she took a deep breath and whispered, "Play with
yourself. I want to watch." Her heart almost stopped as she held her
breath and waited for an answer.

"Oh Jesus," Sam moaned but she didn't move.

Sally reached down and found one of Sam's trembling hands and placed
it between the older woman's legs. She pressed her middle finger down
on Sam's, forcing her finger to slide between the fat lips.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Sam moaned as her fingers felt her swollen sex lips. Her
legs spread wider and her fingers began to move automatically between
the inner lips.

 From above, Sally had a wonderful view of Sam's now juice-covered
fingers moving between her legs. She could feel her own vagina pulsing
and dripping her juice. It was incredibly exciting to watch. Oh how
she wanted to be the one touching Sam but she feared that that would
be going too far at this point. She feared that she would jump up and
leave her if she moved too fast. One of her hands continued to caress
Sam's breast and the other rubbed the side her face gently as she
watched in fascination.


Sam was lost in a sensual fog as her finger began to work up and down
between her swollen lips. A low moan escaped her lips when her finger
slipped inside for the first time. Her body began to tremble. Then,
her finger slipped out and touched her swollen clit. At the same time,
Sally bent over and kissed her. That was all it took. A long and low
scream escaped her mouth.

Sally held the older woman tightly, continuing to kiss her as she felt
her body convulsing in pleasure. "That's it, that's it," she whispered
as the older woman trembled in her arms.

"Mpppphhhhh!!!" Sam grunted as pleasure rushed up and down her body.
It seemed to go on for a long time until finally she began to relax
with only tiny whimpers escaping her lips.

A few minutes later, Sam opened her eyes and saw Sally smiling down at
her.

"Was it good?" Sally whispered rhetorically. 

Sam moaned and her face turned red with embarrassment. Then, she felt
Sally grab the wrist of the hand between her legs. She watched
curiously as she raised it to her mouth. Then, a gasp escaped her lips
as Sally slid the fingers into her mouth.

"Mmmm," she moaned as she sucked her wet fingers. She had never tasted
anything quite like it. Sure, she had tasted herself but this was
different, somehow sweeter. She could feel her own vagina pulsing like
she was close to a climax.

Sam sighed as she watched the young girl clean her fingers. When she
was done, she looked up at her as if she were a petulant child. "Did
you bring me up here to seduce me?" she asked in an exhausted voice.
It was a simple question with no animosity.

"No. However, the thought did cross my mind," Sally answered honestly.

When Sam didn't respond, Sally asked, "Are you mad at me?" There was a
worried look on her face now.

Sam remained quiet for some time thinking of her answer. The easy and
truthful answer was no. However, the consequences of that answer could
be difficult to deal with. She was feeling something very special for
Sally and that could complicate her life. The truth was that she
wasn't angry at all. At that moment, she was feeling very satisfied
and even loved--something she hadn't felt in a long, long time.
Instead of answering the question, Sam reached up and pulled Sally's
mouth down to hers. A charge of electricity ran through her and her
vagina began to throb again as soon as her soft lips were pressed to
her again. She had never responded so quickly after having a climax,
especially considering how intense it had been.

Sally's heart was beating fast again and she wanted to leap for joy at
Sam's response. Then, she moaned in frustration as Sam pulled her lips
away.

Suddenly, a very naughty thought went through Sam's mind. It was
entirely crazy but the young girl had cast a spell over her and she
could no longer deny it. There were secret thoughts hidden in her mind
that had suddenly been brought to the surface. Thoughts that she would
never admit to before this day. Do I dare? she thought as she bit her
lip with indecision. Throwing caution to the wind, Sam looked into
Sally's eyes and said, "I want... I want you to... to do something for
me." Her voice was trembling and her insides were churning.

"Anything," Sally said excitedly.

"I... I... want you to... to masturbate for me. I want... I want to
watch you do it," Sam said, her voice dropping low, almost fading out.
Then her face turned three shades of red and she looked away, suddenly
regretting her request.

Sally's eyes grew wide with surprise. Did I hear her correctly? she
thought and asked, "Really?"

"Yessss," Sam whispered, afraid to look up at the young girl's face.
This was the craziest thing she had ever done. She had always been the
proper one, a real conservative. Yet, now she was asking this young
girl to do something very nasty. I must be losing my mind! she
thought. Yet, there was tingling throughout her body. It was as if an
inner person was screaming to get out, someone other than "Professor
Edwards". It was a warm and sensuous person who had long denied her
true feelings.

"Alright," Sally quickly agreed and almost jumped up, leaving Sam on
the floor below her. She reached for the snap in her cut off shorts
and then pulled the zipper down. Slowly, almost as if she were
stripping, she opened her shorts and began to push them down. She
watched Sam's eyes as her soft flesh was revealed. When the shorts
dropped to her feet, she inched forward until her bare vagina was
almost directly above Sam's surprised face.

"Oh!" Sam exclaimed as she looked up at the wet and bald vagina. From
this angle, she had a perfect view of Sally's juice beginning to run
from her swollen lips. It was trickling down her thighs in a shiny
stream. Sam unconsciously licked her lips. "Why... why do you... you
shave yourself?" she asked.

"I guess because it's so much more sensual. Do you like it?" she said,
reaching down to gently rub the smooth surface with her fingers.

"Uh... yes, I think I do," Sam whispered.

"I love the smooth skin way it feels under my fingers," she added as
she slowly slid her fingers between the lips, smearing them with her
copious juice. Then she gently rubbed the shiny liquid over the
surface, coating the skin with the sticky juice. A moan escaped her
lips. "Maybe we should do yours," Sally said breathlessly, only half
facetiously.

Sam tore her eyes from the young girl's crotch and looked up at
Sally's sparkling eyes. She slowly shook her head no but her heart was
fluttering in her chest. In her mind she was thinking of how Larry
would react to something like that. Not very well, she was afraid.

Sally turned and walked over to the sofa and sat down. "Come closer,"
she said to Sam, her throat suddenly very dry. She watched the woman
move as if in a trance. As Sam knelt close to her feet, she lifted her
legs, placed her feet on the sofa and spread her thighs wide. She slid
down slightly, opening herself and displaying her swollen sex lips
obscenely. A moment of embarrassment rushed through her. The only
other person that had had such a view of her was her doctor.

Sam was finding it hard to get her breath as she watched the young
girl display herself so blatantly; seemingly unashamed that another
woman was staring at her private parts.

The light from the fire gave Sam a perfect view of the pretty girl's
treasures. Her eyes stared directly into her swollen vagina. It's
beautiful! she thought. I never realized how pretty a woman's sex
organ could be! She was totally amazed at the revelation.

It was the first time Sam had ever seen a vagina close up. She had
never even looked closely at her own. Whenever she went for a
gynecological visit, she wondered how someone could make that his or
her profession. Now she thought, if they all looked like this, it
would be a wonderful job.

Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted as Sally brought her hand down
to her pulsing sex organ and moaned. Sam watched with her eyes as wide
as saucers as the young woman began to massage her inner lips, opening
herself. She could see her copious juices streaming out like a river
now. Suddenly, she was very much aware of her own vagina as it began
to throb again. She could even smell Sally's excitement.

"Oh God, yes, watch me, watch me play with myself. It's soooo
exciting," Sally hissed as she plunged her finger into her sopping
hole. She stared at the older woman's eyes, which were totally focused
on her sexual parts. She could see wonder and excitement and that made
her hole quiver and pulse on her finger.

Soon the room was filled with the slopping sucking sound of Sally's
finger moving in and out of her clinching hole. Her legs were spread
as wide as she could get them and her hips were moving up and down.
Within seconds, her hand was covered with her juice and it splattered
on her thighs. She tried desperately to keep her eyes open but the
pleasure was too great.

Sam could hardly get her breath as she watched the spectacle before
her. She had never seen anything so obscene or exciting. She wasn't
even the one masturbating; yet her vagina throbbed in excitement and
she could almost feel the fingers moving inside her.

"Oh Gooooddddddd Sammmmm!!!" Sally groaned as her body began to
convulse in climax. "Yes, yes, yes, Ohhhhh!!! I'm going to cummmmmm."
Suddenly, her vagina throbbed and juice began to pour over her fingers
and run in little rivers down her cheeks below.

Sam watched with her mouth opened and her breath coming in gasps as if
she had been running a marathon. She couldn't believe the amount of
juice that was coming from Sally's hole. Suddenly, a little tremor
went through her own vagina and she felt her own juice running from
between her swollen lips and dripping to the floor. Her hips squirmed
and she desperately wanted to touch herself.

Before Sally had even recovered, Sam was on her feet. Suddenly, she
was embarrassed again. "Uh... uh, it's late and I think I'll go to
bed. Goodnight," she said, leaving Sally shocked and worried that she
had gone too far.

Sally watched Sam rush upstairs. She sat silently for a few minutes
until finally, she got up and went to take a shower, hoping that Sam
wasn't mad at her. After all, she was the one that asked to see her
masturbate! she thought.

When Sally finished her shower, she quietly went upstairs. She could
see Sam lying on her side facing away from her. Gently, she took off
her bathrobe and crawled into bed naked. She lay awake for a long
time, a million thoughts going through her head. Several times she
started to turn over and touch Sam but she hesitated and tears came to
her eyes.

It was much later that night when Sally awoke for some unknown reason.
Then she felt the bed gently moving and heard a little whimper. She
glanced over and saw Sam lying on her back with her eyes closed. Sally
might have thought she was asleep but then she saw the blanket moving.
Suddenly, she realized that Sam was masturbating. As gently as
possible, she turned over and inched closer to the softly moaning
woman. Then, boldly she reached over and placed her hand on Sam's
naked thigh.

Sam's body tensed when she felt the touch of the younger woman. But
she shivered and sucked in her breath excitedly. Her first thought was
a feeling of embarrassment at being caught. Then, she didn't care as
she felt Sally's hand begin to move.

Slowly, Sally moved her hand up Sam's thigh. Her fingers moved across
the soft skin until they reached Sam's own hands. Gently, she slipped
her fingers under Sam's until she could feel her wet pubic hair. A
smile crossed her lips when Sam made no move to stop her. She slowly
slid her finger through the soft hair until it touched her swollen
lips. It was Sally's turn to moan as she felt the vagina of another
woman for the first time in her life. She heard Sam begin to whimper
again as her finger moved softly across the wet flesh of her inner
lips.

Sam's head was spinning with excitement and just a little fear. She
wanted to stop Sally but her gentle fingers felt too good. Instead,
she let her hands fall to her sides and her legs spread wider, sighing
in resignation. "Oh Goddddd!!!" she hissed as the girl's finger slowly
slid into her body.

Sally could feel the walls of Sam's vagina throbbing and squeezing her
finger. Her own finger had been inside her body many times, but this
was different. It was even more exciting. She twisted her finger
around, massaging the rippled walls of the sexy older woman's vagina.
Juice began to run down her finger and cover her hand. Her heart was
pounding in her chest as she began to move her finger in and out. She
bent her head closer and captured one of Sam's nipples in her mouth.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Sam moaned and pushed her hips upward, forcing the finger
deeply into her. She knew that she wasn't going to be able to take
much of this. Then she felt Sally add a second finger. "Oh God Sally,"
she moaned. Several seconds later, her body began to tremble like she
had received an electric shock. Then every muscle tensed. "Ohhhhhh
Goddddddd!!!" she screamed as a strong climax ripped through her.

Sally was surprised at the speed and intensity of Sam's orgasm. It
seemed to go on for such a long time. She could feel the walls of her
vagina throbbing with each wave of pleasure that rippled through the
older woman. Now her hand was soaked with Sam's sex juices.

As soon as Sam's climax was over, she again felt embarrassment. She
lay stiffly, looking up at the ceiling. Sally's hand was still lying
on her pubic mound. Abruptly, she rolled to her side and away from
Sally. She was so confused. She had never felt like this and it scared
her.

For an instant, Sally felt rejected again and frowned. However, she
also understood Sam's emotions. Then a smile crossed her lips. It had
been a wonderful evening and events had progressed far beyond anything
she could have hoped for. Talking a chance, Sally moved toward Sam and
snuggled up behind her in a spoon fashion. A chill ran through her
when she felt Sam's naked body next to her own.

At the touch of Sally's soft breasts to her back, Sam shivered. Then
she felt the younger woman's arm circle her and her hand reach for her
breast. Her first impulse was to push her hand away. But, suddenly an
overwhelming feeling of comfort came over her and she relaxed and
pushed back into the younger woman. Sam had never felt more loved than
at that moment. She wondered why she was fighting it so much. A
cascade of emotions rushed over her and tears began to stream from her
eyes and she wasn't even sure why. Was it because this was something
she had longed for all her life and had denied it? Or, was it from
guilt and shame at what she had allowed to happen? Consciously she
couldn't answer the question, but deep in her soul she knew the
answer. She pulled Sally's hand up to her lips and gently kissed it
and then rubbed it to her wet cheek.

Behind her, Sally sighed contentedly and snuggled closer, her heart
almost bursting with joy. Within minutes, they were both asleep

Chapter 6

The smell of coffee brewing and bacon cooking awoke Sam. She opened
her eyes and stretched. A feeling of great euphoria rushed over her
and she smiled. All of her upbringing told her that what had happened
last night was wrong. However, every other part told her it was so
right. It was like she had an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the
other. They were arguing right and wrong. But, she couldn't tell which
position the angel or the devil was taking.

Sam got out of bed and put her robe on and walked barefooted down the
stairs. The fireplace was already roaring and the house was filled
with warmth. She padded into the kitchen and saw Sally standing at the
stove with her back to her. She had an urge to walk up and hug her.
However, she had to talk to her before they went any further. She saw
that her place at the table was already set and a hot cup of coffee
was waiting. Sally must have heard her get up, she thought with a
smile.

"Good morning," Sam said as she sat down at the table.

There was a glowing smile on Sally's face as she turned around. "Good
morning. Did you sleep well?"

"Wonderfully," Sam answered, taking a sip of coffee and looking into
the pretty girl's bright face. Butterflies began to stir in her
stomach when she saw the pure look of love on her face. Sam's own face
flushed hot and she had to look away. "Snowing again," she said,
nodding at the window.

"It does that a lot up here. You hungry?"

"Starved."

"I thought we would fire up the snowmobiles today," Sally said as she
brought a plate of bacon and eggs over and set it on the table.

"I don't know how to drive one of those things," Sam said.

"Well, if you like, you can just ride with me."

"That might be safer for all of us," Sam said with a laugh. "Aren't
you going to eat?"

"No, I already ate," she answered and then added with a smile, "I'll
just watch you."

Sam started to respond but stopped. She could see a look of devotion
in the pretty girl's eyes... or was it something more? A chill went
down her spine as she began to eat.

When breakfast was over, Sally got up from the table to get the
snowsuits. However, Sam stopped her, taking her hand and leading her
to the sofa.

"We need to talk first," Sam said seriously as she sat on the sofa
next to Sally.

Sally's smile turned to a frown. Here it comes! she thought.

Sam took Sally's hand and held it in her lap. She looked at their
entwined fingers as she said, "Sally... uh... what we have done... is
wr..." Sam paused. "Oh damn, I can't say it was wrong. But, most
people would frown on it to say the least... not to mention the
school."

Sally looked at Sam, afraid of where she was going with this.

"You know I have... have a reputation to maintain at the school.
It's... it's very important to my husband and my careers. Any rumor
like this could destroy us. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"

"I... I guess," Sally said. Suddenly she was worried that Sam wanted
them to end it now.

"Sally, whatever happens or has happened here must be kept between us.
Do you understand?" she said, looking into the girl's eyes.

Sally's face changed from a frown to a glow. "Yes, of course!" she
almost screamed, the word "happens" echoing in her brain. Then her
arms flew out and circled Sam.

"Wait sweetie," Sam said with a smile, pushing the young girl back and
taking her cheeks in her hand. "Also, when... when we leave here, it
has to end. Do you understand that?"

Suddenly Sally's face turned serious again. Tears began to fill her
eyes as her head moved slowly up and down. "I understand," she
whispered and dropped her head, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Sam felt tears drop on her hands. Her own eyes filled with tears.
"It... it just has to be that way," she said as she turned Sally's
head up to face her. "Let's just enjoy the time we have here, okay?"
Sam smiled as she used her thumbs to wipe away the tears on Sally's
cheeks.

Sally smiled in spite of her sadness and her head moved up and down.

Sam leaned forward and gently kissed her lips. She heard a moan come
from deep in Sally's throat. Then, the young girl's hands reached up
to caress Sam's robe-covered breast. Sam grabbed her hands and smiled.
"Let's get dressed and go for a ride."

The speed of the snowmobile forced snow to stream into the two women's
goggles as they flew across the open field. Sam's arms were wrapped
around Sally's waist and she held on tight. It was an exhilarating
ride across the cold and wind swept fields. The noise of the straining
engine echoed across the valleys as the snowmobile ploughed across the
snow.

Sally handled the powerful machine like an expert. She had learned to
ride when she was very young and routinely beat her father in races.
However, she was somewhat of a daredevil in nature.

As they sped across the powdery snow at forty miles an hour, Sam
became concerned when she saw that the ground in front of them dropped
off into a deep ravine.

However, before they could hurtle across the chasm, Sally swung the
machine sideways throwing a plum of snow into the air and bringing the
machine to an abrupt halt.

Sam let out a sigh of relief.

The two women got off the vehicle, pulled their hoods back, slipped
their goggles off, and stood looking out over the frozen valley below.
The noise of the engine was still echoing in their ears. Suddenly
though, everything was silent and still. The only thing moving were
several large birds sweeping across the sky searching for food. The
sun had broken out and was shimmering on the seemingly endless hills
of snow. As Sam stood looking at the scene in amazement, Sally stepped
behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist. She pressed her cold
cheek to Sam.

Sam sighed and leaned back into her. They stood in the embrace for a
long time before Sally turned Sam in her arms. They were face to face
now, their lips but inches from one another. Without a word, their
heads moved forward. Both of them moaned as their lips came together.

The wind gusted through the trees, whipping up snow and blowing it
across the kissing women. They barely noticed as their tongue dueled
and their hearts filled with passion. It was a soul-wrenching kiss for
both women. They stood motionless with only their lips and tongues
moving. Their bulky snowsuits separated their suddenly very warm
bodies.

Finally, Sam pulled away. "Whew, these snow suits are hot," she joked.

"I told you so. That's why I'm naked underneath."

"Sally!" Sam exclaimed and laughed.

"Look," Sally replied and pulled the zipper down all the way down to
her crotch. Then she opened the suit to reveal that she was telling
the truth.

Sam gasped as the looked at the large breasts and then down at the
smooth skin between her legs. She hadn't noticed that Sally had put
the suit on without clothes. Now, Sam's eyes stared at Sally's nearly
naked body. Then, she threw off her gloves and reached her cold hands
quickly into the suit and grasped both breasts in a teasing fashion.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Sally moaned as Sam's hands caressed her warm flesh.

The intent had been to make Sally squeal and teach her a lesson about
being so brazen. However, the reaction was very different from what
Sam expected.

Sally's eyes closed and she moaned in excitement. 

Sam began to move her hands on Sally's warm breasts. Her thumbs moved
across the smooth surface making the young girl shiver with excitement
rather than the cold. Sam moaned as their lips went back together.
Slowly she moved her hand downward.

"Oh God," Sally gasped when Sam's hand slipped between her legs.

Suddenly, Sam was touching another woman's vagina for the first time
in her life. It felt so different from her own because of the lack of
hair. She cupped the fat outer lips in her hand and squeezed, bringing
a moan from the young girl. Sam moved her finger between the lips and
hesitated. Slowly she pushed her finger upward.

Now both of them moaned as Sam's finger went into another woman's body
for the first time in her life. She felt her own vagina throb and
clench as Sally's did the same on her finger. Her cold finger became
immediately warm as it was coated with Sally's juices. She was again
amazed at the amount of lubricant the young girl produced. Within
seconds, her hand was covered with her slick fluid.

Sally began to move her hips up and down on the probing finger, taking
it deeply into her with each downward thrust. Another gasp escaped her
lips when Sam slid a second finger into her. Suddenly she trembled in
the older woman's arms and a strong and unexpected climax hit her. Her
knees almost buckled and Sam had to hold her up, waiting for her
trembling to stop.

Sam heard her groan as she pulled her wet fingers from between her
legs. "That was pretty amazing," she said, still holding her tightly
again. "Do you climax that quickly all of the time?"

"No, just with you," she replied and her rosy cheeks turned a deeper
red.

"I'm glad. Now close your suit up before you get frost bitten," Sam
laughed and pinched one of her nipples making her squeal.

"Thank you," Sally said when she was zipped up. Then she kissed Sam's
lips quickly and hurried over to the snowmobile. She started it up and
Sam got on behind her. As they pulled away, Sam pulled herself closer
to Sally's back.

The two women rode the noisy machine for miles, speeding through the
woods and up and down the snow-covered hills. Finally, when their gas
began to run low, Sally slowed down. "We had better head back," she
yelled over the noise of the motor.

"Okay," Sam answered. 

A few minutes later they were walking into the cabin, stamping their
feet to get the snow off of their boots and snowsuits. Then, Sam
walked over to the fire and stripped off her suit. Underneath, she had
worn her sweatpants and tee shirt. When she saw Sally come over and
begin to unzip her suit, she stopped and stared.

Sally saw her eyes and slowly pulled the zipper down until it was
completely open. Then, she quickly let it fall from her shoulders,
leaving her naked.

Sam's face flushed red as she stared at the naked teenager. It was the
first time Sam had seen her totally naked. She already knew that Sally
had a great body but she had no idea how well proportioned she was.
While her breasts were large and her waist narrow, she didn't look top
heavy. Her breasts were firm and sat proudly on her chest. It almost
looked like she had a bit of baby fat around her waist, but otherwise;
there wasn't an ounce of fat on her. Sam's eyes focused on her breasts
and felt a little thrill go through her. Sally's nipples were very
different from her own. At that moment, they looked so kissable, she
thought and felt her face flush hot. Her eyes moved lower. The soft
line of her hips flared out giving her a perfect hourglass shape. She
let out a little gasp as she looked between her legs. Her fat inner
sex lips were protruding from the larger, smoothly shaven outer lips
and they were still wet from her climax.

When Sam looked up, she saw Sally staring at her and her face colored.
"Uh... would you like something to... uh eat?"

Sally slowly moved her head up and down. However, she didn't turn
toward the kitchen. Instead, she stepped over and grabbed Sam's hand
and began pulling her toward the steps.

"What...?" Sam started to say but followed her, wondering where she
was going. Suddenly, she realized that she was pulling her upstairs to
the bed. For a second she thought of resisting but when she saw her
naked buttocks swaying in front of her eyes she became mesmerized. She
watched the seductive motion as she followed the young girl up the
steps. Between Sally's legs, she could see her sex lips squeezed
between her thighs. With each step, she felt her own vagina begin to
quiver in anticipation.

When they reached the top of the stairs, Sally pushed Sam toward the
bed.

"Sally, what are you..." Sam started to say. Sally stopped her when
she reached out and pulled her tee shirt over her breasts and then
over her head. Sam began to tremble, as she now stood half-naked in
front of the young girl. Her arms felt like lead weights and her knees
almost buckled as Sally knelt and slowly pulled her sweat pants down
her hips and then from her feet. Suddenly, she almost wished she had
worn panties as she watched the young girl staring at her bare vagina
from inches away.

Sally reluctantly stood up. There was fire flashing in her eyes as she
stared into Sam's eyes. Then she stepped forward and took her into an
embrace. Both women moaned as their breasts pressed together and
nipples touched. Then, their lips met and their moans were cut off.

Slowly, Sally pressed Sam backward toward the bed. Sam didn't seem to
have the strength to resist. She quickly found herself on her back
with Sally lying half on top of her with her lips moving quickly back
to her mouth. "Sally..." Sam said again until Sally's lips cut off her
words. However, she didn't know what she was going to say anyway--was
it stop or please continue?

Sally pushed her tongue deep into Sam's warm mouth as she pressed
their naked chests together. Her heart was beating so hard that she
was sure that Sam could feel it. She gasped for breath as she pulled
her lips from Sam's and began to kiss down her cheek to her neck.
Slowly, her lips crossed the crook of her neck, her tongue coming out
to lick the warm skin. When she reached Sam's ear, she felt her shiver
and goose bumps appeared on her naked body.

"Mmmm," Sam moaned as Sally's tongue licked into her ear. Then she
heard her whisper something. However, blood was pumping so hard in her
head that she didn't hear what she said. "What?" she asked
breathlessly.

"I... I want to eat you!" Sally whispered again, her voice louder and
trembling just a bit.

"Oh God," was Sam's only response. 

Sally took that as an okay and began to kiss back down her neck. Her
lips moved slowly, planting little butterfly kisses on her soft skin
as she went lower. When her lips were at the swells of Sam's heaving
breasts she pulled back. "I love your breasts," she whispered as she
stared at the gorgeous round swells capped with very hard nipples. A
moan, almost a whimper, escaped her lips as her head dropped and she
took one into her mouth.

"Sallllllyyyy!!!" Sam screamed as the mouth covered her sensitive
nipples and then began to suck. Suddenly, she felt her vagina begin to
spasm. She squeezed her legs, pinching her swollen lips between her
thighs in an attempt to control her excitement. It didn't work.
"Ohhhhh!!!" she whimpered as a totally unexpected climax began to rush
through her.

When Sally felt Sam's body trembling, she pulled her lips from her
nipples and saw that Sam's eyes were tightly closed and she was
gasping for breath. When she realized that Sam was climaxing she
dropped her head and took the nipple into her mouth again, sucking
hard.

Sam grabbed Sally's head and pulled her mouth tightly to her breasts
almost smothering the poor girl with her soft flesh. She held her
there, her legs squirming back and forth until her climax waned and
then she released her head.

A smile crossed Sally's face and her head dropped down to gently kiss
her still hard nipple, making a smacking sound with her lips. Then,
she began to kiss down the orb and onto the flat of her stomach.
Another smile crossed her lips when she felt her belly quiver. Then,
she felt Sam's hands in her hair.

Sam entwined her fingers in the young girl's hair and began to gently
push her downward. "Oh God Sally," she hissed as she felt her lips
leaving a wet trail across her stomach. She felt the young girl's
tongue come out and lick across her bellybutton and then lower.
However, she moved agonizingly slowly. Sam's hips began to move up and
down in anticipation.

When Sally's lips reached Sam's pubic hair, she moved even slower.

"Oh Sally, pleaseeee!!!" Sam begged, no longer playing coy. She wanted
her to eat her now. She wanted it more than anything ever in her life.

"Please what?" Sally whispered teasingly.

Sam hesitated, blood pumping though her veins and making her dizzy.
"Please... please Sally... eat meeeee!!!" she finally screamed, her
fingers gripping her head and pushing.

Sally felt her heart skip a beat as she allowed Sam to push her head
ever closer to her center. When she felt Sam's soft pubic hair under
her lips again, she shifted her head and kissed toward Sam's thigh.
She heard her moan in frustration and smiled, kissing down her thigh.
Then she moved around until she was kneeling between her legs. She
looked up briefly and saw that Sam's eyes were still tightly closed
and that her breasts were heaving with each breath. Then she lifted
her thighs until the back of her knees rested on her shoulders.
Slowly, she kissed down one soft thigh before switching to the other.

Suddenly, Sam was going mad with desire. Sally was driving her crazy
with her teasing and she couldn't wait to have her mouth on her
vagina. Yet, when she grasped her hair and tried to bring her mouth to
her swollen lips, she resisted still. "Sally, please!" Sam almost
screamed.

Sally pushed Sam's legs upward until her thighs were pressed to her
chest. Now she looked down and saw her swollen sex spread before her.
God, how she had fantasized about this very moment since she had first
laid eyes on Sam! Now there was nothing between her and Sam's sweet
vagina. She looked up at Sam one last time and then dropped her head.

"Ahhhheeeeee!!!" Sam screamed as she felt a woman's mouth on her for
the first time in her life. Larry had performed oral sex on her
several times during their married life, but it was nothing compared
to this. It was as if her soul were being sucked into Sally's mouth.
Her hips lifted up and she pulled her hair harshly.

"Mmmm!!!" Sally moaned as the soft and very wet flesh of her lover
covered her mouth. It felt like her lips and chin had been pressed
into a warm melon. It was a dream come true for her. Sam tasted
sweeter than she had dared to hope. Unable to wait any longer, she
pushed her tongue between the lips and into her juice filled hole.
When she pulled it back into her mouth, she thought she would pass out
as her sweet taste consumed her senses. Then she sucked the swollen
lips into her mouth again, first one fat lip and then the other. She
gently nibbled at the swollen flesh with her teeth, listening to Sam's
moans of pleasure.

Even after climaxing so recently, Sam felt her body begin to race
toward another. Then, when she felt Sally suck her swollen clit
between her lips, skyrockets went off and she screamed, lifting her
hips. Suddenly, every part of her body was on fire. Her heart was
beating fast and she couldn't seem to catch her breath. "Ahhhhhhhh!!!
Ohhhhh!!!" she screamed as a climax like she had never experienced
before, rushed through her. It consumed every fiber of her body,
shaking her to the core.

Sally tried desperately to keep her mouth on Sam's vagina as her hips
bucked upward. She swallowed time and again as her juice poured from
her in a steady stream. Sam's pleasure had become her own now. She was
lost in the sensuous delight of the older woman's climax and barely
realized that she was done until she felt her pushing her head away.
She looked up and saw a weak smile on her exhausted face. Sally smiled
back and bent to gently plant kisses on her still throbbing groin.

Finally, Sally lifted her head and looked at the pretty woman lying
exhausted beneath her. "Now, I'll fix us some real food," she said,
wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She crawled up Sam's body
and gently kissed her lips. "Relax here, I'll call you when it's
ready."

Sam was still in a sensual fog and couldn't respond. She watched the
young girl get off the bed and grab a tee shirt to pull over her naked
body. However, the shirt only came to the middle of her buttocks,
leaving the lower half bare. She turned to smile sweetly over her
shoulder and wiggled her butt, then giggled like a schoolgirl. Then
she was gone down the stairs.

Chapter 7

Sam lay in bed listening to the sounds of pots and pans in the kitchen
as she recovered from the intensity of her orgasm. Her body was still
tingling all over. In her thirty years, she had never experienced
anything close to what had just happened. She never knew that sex
could be that good. And, what could she say about Sally. Every time
she saw her face in her mind, her heart would burn with fire and
butterflies would start fluttering in her stomach. She had never felt
this way about someone before, even when she had fallen in love with
Larry. Then, as she lay and watched it start to snow again, a feeling
of dread came over her. She couldn't deny her feelings for Sally after
what had happened. However, this was going to add more complications
to her already complicated life.

Since there weren't any obvious answers, Sam decided to deal with the
issues later. She crawled out of bed and started to put her clothes
on. Then, she stopped when she picked up her sweatpants--they needed
washing. Unfortunately, she was running out of clean clothes because
this was supposed to be a one-day trip. She sighed and then reached
over and grabbed the top sheet from the bed, wrapping it around her.

Sally turned around from the stove when she heard Sam come into the
kitchen. She smiled when she saw the pretty woman standing just inside
the doorway with the sheet wrapped around her. Her hair was messed up
and she looked somewhat exhausted but she still looked beautiful.
Then, Sally's smile grew wider when she saw Sam open her arms wide
with the sheet in her hands, exposing her naked body. She quickly
removed the pan from the stove and rushed over and stepped into her
embrace. A second later they were kissing passionately.

Sam held the sheet around Sally, wrapping her in a cocoon, their warm
naked bodies pressed together. A little chill went through her when
she realized that she could still taste her own juice on her lips.
Slowly her hands slid down her back as the kiss continued. When she
felt Sally's naked buttocks, she grasped them in her hands and
squeezed.

Sally started to squirm in her embrace as she felt the fingers moving
further downward. She caught her breath and forced herself away from
Sam. "Dinner... uh... dinner is going to burn," she stuttered in
warning and then kissed Sam's lips quickly and pulled reluctantly away
from her to hurry back to the stove.

Sam sighed and sat down at the table, her eyes never leaving the
pretty young woman. Several times Sally turned and smiled at her,
grabbing the back of her tee shirt as if to try and cover her half
bare butt. It wasn't possible.

Sally cooked up some hamburger and added barbecue sauce to make
"Sloppy Joe's". She opened a couple cans of vegetables and had a quick
meal ready in a few minutes. Then she got a bottle of wine from the
refrigerator and poured them each a glass.

The two women ate dinner quietly as they stared at one another. There
weren't any words to describe how they felt. There weren't any
necessary.

Sam had let the sheet slip carelessly down her back, baring her chest.
Every time she looked at Sally, she saw her smiling. It was as if the
smile was burned onto her face. She watched her mouth move as she ate
and felt a thrill go through her at the thought of where those lips
had been just a few minutes ago. At one point, she reached over with
her napkin and wiped the corner of Sally's mouth. It was a simple act,
but one that said volumes about their quickly developing relationship.

When they were done, Sam grabbed Sally's hand and said, "Leave the
dishes. I'll do them later." She led the willing woman into the living
room. When she sat down, she opened the sheet and let Sally sit close
to her with their naked thighs touching. Then, she put her arm around
her shoulder and pulled her close.

They sat and talked for a long time cuddled in the sheet, enjoying the
fire and the closeness.

"Thanks for inviting me up here. I think I really needed the time
away," Sam said quietly.

"You're not mad at me then for getting you stuck in the middle of
nowhere?"

Sam turned her face to her and said, "Of course not. It isn't your
fault. Besides, I can't remember the last time I felt so relaxed.
Sometimes, we have to be forced to slow down."

Sally smiled and snuggled into Sam's arm.

The closeness of the sexy girl began to excite Sam again. She turned
her face to her and kissed her tenderly. Her tongue came out and
licked around Sally's lips before slipping into her mouth. Sally
moaned and sucked her tongue, drawing her saliva into her own mouth.
When their lips parted, they were both breathing heavily.

Under the confines of the sheet, Sam felt Sally's hand on her breast.
She returned the favor, cupping and kneading her breast as well. Then
Sam dropped her head and worked her lips around Sally's neck until she
was licking her ear. Sally shivered and moaned.

"I... I want to do it... to... to you," Sam said, her voice a hoarse
whisper. Her heart was thumping in her chest as if she had been
running.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Sally moaned at the words. "You don't have to do that,"
she answered.

"I want to. I want to pleasure you like you did me. Please!"

"Oh God Sam, just hearing you say that has almost made me climax."

"Sit still," Sam instructed and stood up. She pulled the sheet away
and knelt at Sally's feet, putting a cushion on the floor for her
knees. She wanted to take it slow. "Put your feet on the sofa like you
did last night," she whispered and then blushed at her bold order.

"Oh Jesus," Sally moaned and lifted her feet up on the sofa. Her knees
automatically spreading as she slid her butt down slightly. She could
already feel her lips swelling and becoming wet with juice.

Sam stared between the younger woman's legs. Like last night, she had
a perfect view of her sex lips, however, this time she wasn't going to
just watch her masturbate; she was going to put her mouth on her sex.
Suddenly, her breathing was labored and she could feel chills running
up and down her spine. She reached out with her hands and spread her
legs wider, forcing her sex lips open slightly. "Oh my," she gasped
when she saw the stream of juice beginning to run out of her hole. As
her face drew near, she could smell her excitement and that made her
own vagina throb. With shaking hands, she reached forward and gently
touched the swollen lips, slowly opening them to reveal the pink
insides of her cavern. "You're beautiful," she whispered almost to
herself. She stared at the smooth outer lips and the fat inner lips,
marveling at the intricacy. At the top sat Sally's clit. It was
swollen now and had slipped out of the little skin cover. It almost
appeared to be throbbing.

"Oh God Sam, what are you doing to me?" Sally said as her excitement
grew until it was almost unbearable. She could feel the older woman's
eyes burning into her exposed flesh. It had been exciting last night
when she let Sam watch her masturbate but this was far more exciting.
She knew that in just a minute, she would have a mouth on her sex for
the first time ever. While she had dreamed of that since the first
time she masturbated at a young age, she never expected to actually
have a woman do it to her. She held her breath as Sam's face drew
closer. She began to tremble and felt a burning in her chest.

Sam was close enough now to touch Sally's vagina with her tongue.
However, instead of licking her, she blew warm air onto her swollen
sex. She smiled when she saw Sally squirm and heard her moan. Then,
she stuck out her tongue and gently lapped upward, covering most of
the inner flesh and spreading her slick cream across her tongue.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Sally moaned and slid her hips lower wanting her tongue
desperately. Then her hips lifted from the sofa.

Sam pulled back and smiled at the moaning woman. Suddenly, she could
taste Sally in her mouth. Her heart fluttered when she realized how
sweet she tasted and her mouth watered. However, she didn't
immediately go back for more. Instead, she slid her tongue over her
baby smooth outer lips. When she felt no stubble, she wondered briefly
how Sally made it so smooth. It was only a fleeting thought as she had
more important things to explore. Once she reached the top, she
skipped over her clit and lapped down the other fat lip.

"Jesus Sam, please," Sally moaned in frustration as her hands gripped
the sofa until her knuckles turned white.

"In a minute sweetie. Be patient. In a minute I'm suck that sweet
pussy into my mouth," Sam whispered using words that rarely came out
of her mouth. She was enjoying this too much to rush. Again, she
opened the young girls sex lips, but this time she sucked one swollen
inner lip into her mouth, nibbling it gently with her teeth. Then,
switched to the other, holding the flesh in her mouth and lapping it
rapidly with her tongue.

Suddenly, Sally couldn't take anymore teasing. Her hands left the sofa
and grabbed Sam's hair. She pushed her hips upward and pulled her face
into her moist hole. Almost in a reflex action, her legs wrapped
around Sam's neck, holding her prisoner.

Instead of fighting it, Sam moaned and stuck out her tongue. The
combined movement forced the probing digit as deeply as it could go.
The taste, the smell, and the feel of Sally's throbbing sex surrounded
her. It was like an aphrodisiac and made her pulse with need.

"Ahhhheeeee!!!" Sally screamed, as the probing tongue pierced the
slick walls of her vagina. Suddenly, Sally couldn't get her breath.
Desperately sucking air into her lungs, she threw her head back
screamed, "Yes, yes, yes, oh God, suck meeeee!!!"

The pressure of Sally's hands on the back of her head and her legs
wrapped around her neck forced Sam's mouth to stay buried in the warm
flesh. For a second, she almost panicked as both her mouth and nose
was covered. However, she lifted up slightly so that she could breath
through her nose. Immediately, her mouth was filled with Sally's
sticky cream. She swallowed and her mouth filled again.

The room was spinning out of control for Sally. Nothing in her young
life had prepared her for the incredible pleasure of Sam's mouth. Her
hips began to buck upward as her hands pulled her hair. Deep inside,
she started to tremble as waves of electricity shot through her body.
"Oh God, oh God, oh God," she groaned. Then, her hips lifted off the
sofa and she froze. "Sammmmmmm," she screamed as her body began to
convulse in pleasure.

Sam barely heard the scream because of the thighs covering her ears.
Her face was almost buried. So tight was the pressure from Sally's
thighs that she could barely move her head. She wrenched her face from
side to side and used her tongue to work over every inch of her
pulsing sex. Even her nose came into play as she gently rubbed it on
the swollen nub of her clit. Sally's juice was smeared from one side
of her face to the other and from her chin to her forehead. Her face
had suddenly become a sticky mess, but she loved it.

As the young woman's gasps for breath lessened, the tension began to
drain from her body.

Gradually, the pressure on the back of Sam's head eased. Finally the
older woman sat back with a smile on her face. She looked up and saw
that Sally's eyes were closed and her arms were lying motionless at
her sides. Her thighs were also lying motionless on her shoulders. She
was breathing heavily still, but she wasn't otherwise moving. It
appeared that she was asleep.

When she didn't respond after a few minutes, Sam lifted her legs and
placed them gently on the sofa, studying her face. She suddenly
realized that Sally had passed out. Sam felt a moment of fear.
However, her regular breathing indicated that she was okay.

Sam left Sally on the sofa and went to the bathroom to clean her face.
When she looked in the mirror, she almost gasped; her face was
literally covered with sticky juice. Then, a smile came to her face as
she used a towel to clean the juice from her cheeks, chin and
forehead. She couldn't believe how exciting that had been. Nothing in
her conservative life could equal this, she thought.

A few minutes later, when Sam returned to the sofa, she saw that Sally
was awake and that she had a dreamy smile on her face. She looked
almost as if she had been drugged. "Let's go to bed," Sam said and
reached her hand down to Sally, helping her to her feet. Then, Sam had
to grab her as her knees almost buckled. She helped her up the stairs
and into bed and then crawled in next to her. They fell asleep in each
other's arms. It was only 7 P.M. It had been a very busy and
enlightening day for both women.

Chapter 8

Sam was reveling in a sensuous dream. Warm hands were gently squeezing
her breasts, forcing a moan from her lips. Hands seemed to be coming
from all directions, kneading, caressing and pinching her nipples.
Slowly her eyes began to open and she realized that it wasn't a dream.
A smile came to her lips when she saw Sally's hands covering her
breasts.

Sally was snuggled up behind her, pressing her own warm breasts to her
back. When the younger woman realized that Sam was awake, she slid her
hands off of her breasts and under her arms, wiggling her fingers.

"Sally!" Sam screamed as the fingers tickled her underarms. She
squirmed away, flipping over and began to tickle her. A second later
they were rollicking on the bed like two adolescent girls. They rolled
around and gasped for breath as they giggled. Their gyrations tore the
sheets from the corners of the bed. Then somehow, Sam found herself
lying on her stomach with Sally sitting on her lower back, facing her
feet.

"Now I've got you," Sally laughed as she brought her hand down on
Sam's exposed buttock with a loud slap.

"Sally you rat!" Sam screamed. "Let me up!" However, she didn't try
very hard to dislodge the relatively light girl.

"No! I think I like the view right here," Sally said and smacked a
cheek again. "I think the teacher deserves a little discipline." She
delivered another smack and then another. The slap of her bare hand of
the soft flesh sounded loud in the otherwise quiet room. They weren't
hard slaps, but enough to bring a light pink to Sam's buttocks.

"Sally!" Sam squealed with laughter again. Her buttocks squirmed as if
trying to avoid the blows.

Inexplicably, the blows stopped as Sally gazed on the red tinged
mounds of flesh, her eyes feasting on the smooth and unblemished skin.
Her eyes followed the separation between the cheeks downward until it
disappeared between her legs. Slowly, her trembling hands touched the
hot flesh and separated the cheeks. A little gasp escaped her lips
when she saw the tight little star of her anus. She looked lower and
could see just a hint of her pubic hair and the sex lips squeezed
between the upper thighs.

As quickly as the laughter started, it stopped as Sally's hands began
to caress the now warm flesh. Her fingers squeezed and kneaded her
buttocks gently.

"Sally," Sam gasped. This time there was excitement in her voice and
her hips began to lift up slightly, beckoning her fingers. A little
moan escaped her lips. She felt Sally's hands begin to slide down her
cheeks to the backs of her thighs.

They traced a line down her twin thighs and then pulled back up again,
her fingernails gently scratching the white flesh, leaving marks in
their wake.

When Sally's hands were on her soft cheeks again, she squeezed and
then pulled the globes apart. "Ohhhhh!" Sally hissed as she saw the
puckered little star of Sam's rear hole again. She held the cheeks
apart and stared, her eyes almost burning into the flesh.

The perfectly shaped pink and crinkled little star almost winked at
her, beckoning her. Sally slowly bent her head and kissed one cheek
and then the other. Her tongue coming out to trace a wet path up and
down the soft skin.

"Uh... uh... Sally, what are you doing?" Sam moaned, her hips
squirming now.

Sally didn't answer. She pushed her hips back slightly until her
buttocks were on Sam's upper back, effectively pinning her to the bed.
Then she bent her head and touched the top of her crack with her
tongue.

"Sally..." Sam said, her heart suddenly beating hard in her chest. She
gasped when she felt Sally's wet sex lips rubbing on her back.

Slowly, Sally moved her tongue down the crack, drawing ever closer to
the now pulsing little hole. She held the globes apart, stretching and
opening the divide between them, making the little hole pucker.

"No!" Sam protested. However, even as her words were saying no, her
body was saying yes. Her hips lifted upward.

When Sally's tongue reached the little hole, she slowly circled it,
feeling the wrinkled skin under her tongue. The hole pulsed and then
tightened.

"Ohhhhh!!!" Sam groaned. Suddenly she felt lightheaded. Her brain
screamed in protest. She wouldn't! she thought when she realized what
Sally was preparing to do.

Sally stiffened her tongue and centered it on the opening, holding it
there. Then, with gentle pressure, she forced the hole to open, her
tongue slowly slipping inside.

"Oh my God!" Sam gasped as she felt Sally's tongue enter her. The
total nastiness of the act was beyond anything Sam ever imagined.
However, it was also incredibly exciting. The thought of her
conservative friends ever finding out what she was letting happen
right now was almost too much to bear. Juice began to run like a small
river from between the swollen lips of her sex.

Suddenly, Sally's tongue was plunging in and out. Saliva dripped from
the corners of her mouth, lubricating the hole. Soon, her head was
moving up and down rapidly as if she were "fucking" Sam's ass with her
tongue.

At this point, Sam was lost in a sea of sensual delight. Her brain
could no longer process anything but what was happening between her
legs. She gasped over and over, "Oh God, oh God, oh God." Then, when
Sally's finger found her lower hole and pushed inside, she went over
the top, screaming and bucking her hips into her still probing tongue.

It was a new and incredibly exciting experience for Sally. She could
feel Sam's vagina pulsing on her finger as her little back hole
squeezed her tongue. The thin piece of flesh between the two holes
inside barely separated tongue and finger. Slowly, Sally's own hips
began to move up and down, rubbing her vagina on Sam's neck and
smearing her own leaking juice. Suddenly, a little tremor went through
her. She felt her swollen lips throb and she began to climax.

Several minutes later, the two women were lying head to toe on the
destroyed bed still gasping for breath.

Sam sat up and pulled Sally to her, taking her in her arms. "You're
something else," she said with a smile. She leaned over and kissed her
gently, leaning her breasts into Sally's larger ones. That turned into
a more passionate kiss and then another. Soon they were squirming
again.

Finally, Sam pulled away and fell back exhausted on the pillow.
"Whew," she sighed and took a deep breath. "I guess we had better get
up, huh?" she asked rhetorically.

Sally snuggled into her arm, moaning quietly in protest.

"If we stay in this bed, we may not survive," Sam laughed.

"But, what a way to go," Sally returned as she played gently with one
of Sam's still hard nipples.

"What do you want to do today," Sam said, grabbing and holding Sally's
hand.

"Let's go skiing again," Sally said, slowly sitting up. "And, I want
to build a snowman."

"Okay. Are you hungry?"

Sally just moaned another protest.

"Women cannot live on love alone you know."

"But it would be fun to try," Sally returned with a giggle.

Sam gave the younger woman an indulgent smile. "I'll fix breakfast and
you go take another shower."

Sally moaned and reached for Sam's breast again. 

"Behave now," Sam gently admonished as she pulled away from Sally and
got up.

They ate breakfast and then Sam went to take a shower while Sally
cleaned up the dishes.

As Sam was washing herself, a naughty idea came to her. She got out of
the shower and found a pair of scissors in the medicine cabinet. They
were small but she figured they would do the trick. She stood over the
toilet and clipped off as much of her pubic hair as she could. Then
she got back into the shower and lathered the remaining hair and
carefully removed it with a razor. When she was done, her pubic mound
was as smooth as she could get it with a razor.

Sam got out of the shower and dried herself. Then, she looked into the
mirror and giggled. Her lower half looked so strange without hair. She
ran her finger up and down the crease and felt the now familiar
excitement. "Mmmm!" she moaned and briefly thought of masturbating
before admonishing herself.

A sigh escaped her lips before she pulled her hand from between her
legs. She applied a little baby oil to her tingling lips before
slipping on the snowsuit she had brought into the bathroom with her.
She smiled as she zipped it up and thought of the sight of Sally's
face when she saw that she was naked and shaved under the suit.


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