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Studying for a degree in Farm Management meant taking a summer internship on a ranch far away from home. I’d anticipated it being extra fun because the ranch provided a small stipend for meals and such, but also a hotel room in a long-term stay for the eight weeks.  I mean, the experience of learning how to manage such a complex organization was invaluable, but to stay in a large hotel room by myself instead of a two-person dorm room with other people? I couldn’t say no to that opportunity. And so there I was taking it all in, and on the first day I met - well, more like she was pointed out to me – the owner’s daughter who was also working the ranch this summer.

Her name’s Annie, and she’s captivating. Instantly I know this will be the girl of my summertime obsession. Her dark hair and dark eyes that tell the world to fuck off, naturally drew me to her.  And of course, I’m still beyond intimidated. Without even acknowledging it consciously, I instantly knew I would be using fantasy and my own fingers to satisfy the craving I felt just from seeing her.

That makes for a long eight weeks.   

Today is really hot. A day when all I want to do is get to the lake, strip down to my bikini and dive in. “I could spend the whole day in the water,” I think as I walk along the path, wearing a short skirt over my bikini and feeling the breeze I create on my sweaty skin as I walk along. I cannot wait to get to the lake, but then I hear giggling, and frown in disappointment. So much for a quiet afternoon alone at the lake!

Slowing down, I try to peek ahead to see who is giggling in my forest. But my frown turns to a smile when I see Annie and her friend together. I quickly realized he liked her, but seemed pretty much stuck in the friend zone - he had no clue how to turn that corner, but looking at him now, seems like he’s figured it out.

Annie is leaning back against a tree, her hands inside his denim shorts squeezing his tight ass. He has his hand up under her tiny t-shirt and as I think to myself that he should just take it off, Annie arches up and grabs the sides, lifting it up over her head.

I've always wanted to know how Annie's breasts feel, to have them in my hands, to feel their softness against my lips and I’m jealous as I watch her friend dip his head and take an already erect nipple between his lips. Annie moans and lets her head rock back as he explores the skin I so desperately want to explore myself. I reach up under my own skirt as Annie pops his cock free from his shorts.

Her hand expertly strokes him as he continues to nibble on her breasts. My hand slipping inside my bikini discovers how wet I have become from just a few seconds of watching my secret crush making out with her friend. My finger slips over my clit and I moan softly, mostly to myself before biting my lip to keep as quiet as I can. I spread my legs a bit and reach lower...my finger slips inside me as Annie's shorts are pushed to her knees. She awkwardly spreads her legs as her friend probes at her pussy.

I push a second finger inside myself, gazing at Annie’s shaved  pussy. I wonder who that was for and feel more jealousy, wishing it were for me; I want to feel her smooth skin against my cheeks, my lips.  I want to taste her swollen mound but instead, I’m only watching from behind a tree as her friend kisses her - she kisses him back, their tongues fighting between their lips. His fingers slip over her, then inside her.

He turns her around and Annie leans forward, hugging the tree as he slides his massive cock up and down between the cheeks of her ass. I push my bikini bottom down, stepping free with one foot so I can have better access to my own soaking pussy. I am using two hands, one on my clit the other with two fingers sliding in and out as I hear Annie's desperate whisper, "Oh! Baby I want you inside me now."

Her friend shifts his hips as Annie reaches back between her legs and guides him into her. Her neck arches and she gasps out loud. He strokes deeply into her...I feel my orgasm building from the tips of my toes. He moves faster and harder and I can hear his belly slapping against Annie's perfect ass. He is getting close and grunting as he speeds up. I hear Annie begging him not to cum yet. But he moves faster, her breasts swaying from the force. My own fingers slosh inside of me as I feel the orgasm slowly taking hold.

I can't hear what she says next, but Annie finally finds the strength to push him away before he can come, his cock shining in the summer sun. He steps back, panting for breath and I pull my hands away from my yearning body, depriving myself of the orgasm that was ready to erupt. I struggle to catch my own breath watching as they pick up their clothes. I worry that maybe Annie had changed her mind, that I would be left frustrated. I bend over to pick up my own bikini when I hear more whispers. Looking back, I see they’ve merely stripped off everything and lay out their clothes onto the forest floor. Her friend is now on his back. His cock as hard as his chest, his strong muscled body glistening with sweat, his cock shimmering with the wetness of Annie.

I gasp as I watch her take him in her hand, stroking him easily and then slipping his cock into her mouth. She is tasting herself on him and my fingers are back inside my pussy again. I need to taste her and now I feel jealous of her - my crush is tasting what I have longed for! Her friend groans, moans, and thrusts his hips upward as Annie sucks his cock with the well- practiced ease of a girl who knows what she likes.

She lifts her mouth away, gripping his shaft and looks at him, smiling she tells him, “No, baby, not yet."

She slides up his body, kissing him again, letting him taste her on her own lips. His hands reach for her breasts. She moves higher, letting her body slide up over his mouth. I’m moaning again and see his eyes open, but he does not look around. Instead, he is distracted as Annie's breasts hover just over his mouth. Her pussy is wet and exposed over his cock as it lurches in the air. She slides even higher. He watches her tummy pass over his face and then is staring into her smooth, swollen wet pussy. He licks his lips but before he can reach up for it, Annie lowers her pussy onto his face. I lick my own lips watching. His tongue darts out and into her wetness - a place where MY tongue should be instead.

My eyes flutter closed as my fingers circle my clit again. I imagine Annie over me, her pussy grinding on my face as she is now doing to her friend. I hear her gasping with pleasure. A surprised gasp escapes from her and my eyes fly open.

His hands are holding her ass, his fingers sliding around between them. Her gasp no doubt caused by a finger slipping into her ass.... she arches her back and looks toward the sky, his finger moving inside her as his tongue slips through her wetness. I can tell Annie is cumming, exploding as he fingers her ass and eats her pussy. I let myself go, let my own orgasm take control, cumming as Annie explodes over her friend's face, his finger in her ass.

He grabs her and twists her onto the ground. She is on her hands and knees and he is behind her again. She reaches back letting him know it is okay to take her this way and guides his hard cock back into her pussy as he grips her hips. I can see the strength of his muscles as he holds her, fucking her with a passionate fury of weeks of pent up frustration.

He cries out that he is cumming. She thrusts her own hips backward as he cries out and then he pulls his cock free. I watch his sperm blast from the tip across her back and her ass. I feel the unusual-for-me urge to taste his cum, to lick every drop he has left for Annie on her skin. A mix of him and her. Instead, I pull my bikini back on as I hear more people laughing and screaming. A group from the lake appears to be on the way back. I turn and rush out to the trail, noticing Annie and her friend also scrambling to get dressed.

I am sitting on the edge of the woods when I see them return, holding hands. I watch as Annie passes me with a shy smile and quick glance away. I think I know why she was smiling, but even if I hadn’t, the wetness visible on her top and her shorts is a fresh reminder of the fuck she just got. As I watch the pai walk away, I swear, did she just..? I think Annie just glanced back at me!

I cross my legs and squeeze knowing I will need to cum again before this day is over.

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Part 2

It’s been a few weeks since I saw Annie and her male friend alone in the woods, but I’ve noticed her sneaking off with other farm hands all summer long. I’ve also caught her looking in my direction more than a few times. Each of those random moments led to some pretty good alone time in my hotel room. And the day she winked at me during our morning briefing is a day that will forever go down in history as my most daring orgasm. Sneaking off to the barn on my own and letting myself explore the fantasy that she may want me too.  Sadly, I’ve been too busy to follow her and watch again, so alone at night I’ve been imagining those cowboys having their way with the seemingly delicate farmer’s daughter.

Today is the last day of work on the ranch and most people are already gone. A few of us have held back to say good-byes and collect our evaluations. I see her again, this time from across the open lot leading him into the barn. Walking quickly to the barn I sneak in from the back under the loft and use the back ladder knowing they are probably already up there. Creeping around the hay bales, I peek out in time to see Annie already between his legs.

A new boy. She has used her time on the farm to her advantage.

I can't see everything as Annie's long hair covers her face, but the look on his face tells me that her wet mouth is already wrapped around his hard cock, and her hand is moving, stroking him. He leans back, his cowboy hat still on and lifts his hands behind his head. I drool at his tan, muscular chest, jealous that Annie knows how to pick them - at least men.

I moan softly as my fingers have slipped inside my jeans. I bite my tongue and pull my hand away, to unbutton these stupid jeans and open them wider. My hand slides back inside my panties as I watch Annie kissing her way up that taut chest, her hand still around the hard shaft. Her boobs hang free, and I lick my lips imagining -- not for the first time -- how wonderful her skin must taste.

I watch from my hiding place, my fingers skipping across my clit inside my panties as Annie kisses her new boy, their lips smash together until he grabs her, his muscles flex, and twists her quickly, onto her back. She gasps at the sudden force and the lust that demonstrates. I bite my lip to keep from gasping along with her. He leans over her, kissing her, his fingers working on the button of her jeans. His hand slipping inside, the same way mine is into myself. Annie arches her back and lifts her ass off the ground. He pulls his hand free and tugs her jeans and panties down her long legs, he stops long enough to pull her boots off and then finishes with her jeans and panties. Annie spreads her legs, ready for him to enter her.

Instead, he dips his head down, between her legs. His mouth touches her pussy, and she squeals with delight. I feel another pang of jealousy as he tastes the very wetness I long for. I push my jeans and panties lower, down my legs and let my fingers slip inside my own pussy, sliding in and out as I watch Annie being eaten by a new cowboy.

His hand slides up between her legs and when she arches her back and murmurs, I know he has slipped a finger inside her. She moans louder and her eyes pop open a bit. Her back arches higher, he must have slid a second finger into her, stretching her open...I hear her gasps as she reaches for the side of his face, pulls him up. He slides up her body, his cock pointing at her pussy. I feel my fingers slip inside me, suddenly wanting the same thing Annie is about to get.

She reaches down and wraps her small delicate fingers around his rock-hard shaft and pulls him inside her. Her lips press up to his as he enters her. My fingers move faster inside me as I watch them. He moves faster and groans. Her lips move to his ear. I'm not sure what she says, but he stops moving. Slips out of her and rolls over.

On his back, Annie, naked and ready, slips over him. She reaches down and takes his shiny, slippery cock in her hand guides him back inside. I watch as Annie now fucks him in the hay. She rides him, a position I imagine is her favorite.

With one hand on my clit and two fingers still inside me, I move faster watching them. Ready to cum myself, wishing I was with them, to let them see me, to feel me when I cum with them. I hear his voice, desperate, filled with desire "Baby, I'm gonna cum."

She slides off him and takes his cock in her hand, stroking him...my eyes flutter closed as my legs tighten, my tummy trembles...I feel my own orgasm taking over my body. I open my eyes just in time to see the first spurt of his sperm splash out and dribble over her stroking hand. The second blast shoots higher, hitting my beautiful Annie in her face. She smiles at him, still stroking him, until he settles down. Then she slides in next to him and cuddles tightly. Her hand still holding his now wet and sticky cock. My fingers still move slowly over my whole pussy, I enjoy these moments, the moment when I know if I keep going, I will stay horny, ready for another and another.

Annie's cowboy kisses her head and says he needs to get back to the fields before he gets in trouble. She kisses him, tries to make him stay, but he finds his clothes and dresses quickly. He is gone, leaving a naked Annie alone in the barn except for one quiet, horny girl hiding behind the hay. I silently pull my own jeans and panties back up and into place. I glance up as I tug the zipper up and see Annie looking towards the hay I hide behind. I duck back and scurry away as quickly and quietly as I can, uncertain if she saw me or not.

As I flee the barn without looking back, I feel the fear of getting caught coursing through me. She is my boss’s daughter! I must avoid her the rest of the day. But that feeling that she knows it was me, never leaves.

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Part 3

Nervous that I may have been caught I head for my hotel. I’ve had a great time working on the ranch this summer and discovering Annie while I ‘worked” was such a bonus. I have amazing memories of following her around the farm and watching her that will help more than a few sleepless nights to come. But I have to admit, I feel regret for never trying to go out with her and her friends, or even trying to get her alone in the barn.

I have to leave soon, two more days and I will be flying out of the state, heading back home. Two more days to reflect on my time here.  I know that means two days of being alone in my hotel room, thinking about Annie, “seeing” her in my imagination and memories as I pleasure myself. Two nights alone to think about “the one that got away.”

I let myself into my room and strip out of the work clothes for the final time. Jumping into the shower, I close my eyes and let the hot water wash over my head. I can feel the water dripping from my face and body, the sweat and dirt sliding down the drain. I just stand there and let it all go. I hate the idea of leaving. The work was hard, but fun at the same time and despite letting the chance with Annie slip away, I did make friends that will make leaving hard.

I break out of my sadness and pick up the body wash, cucumber and lime. enough to energize me and to smell clean. All rinsed, I climb from the shower and apply my favorite lotion to my whole body. I just feel right.

I look at myself in the mirror and realize that because of the work, I hadn’t really taken care of myself. Back into the shower, I slowly, carefully, shave both legs and then higher. Cautiously, I shave the growing stubble away from my pussy and labia, careful to get it all. I apply more lotion to soothe the burning and once again, climb from the shower. This time, still dripping wet, I look at myself in the mirror, admiring my own body. My hair, damp and hanging from my head, still looks cute; my tan lines now a distinctive “farmer’s tan, my arms are amazing, but the paleness of my tummy shows I’ve missed my time in the sun.  My breasts are firm, not too big I know, but enough to get the right kind of attention. My nipples are hard from the shower, and as I stare at myself, I watch them grow even more.  My flat tummy, muscled from the work, twitches as I let my eyes roam lower and I feel a tingle as my eyes settle on the smooth skin of my puffy swollen mound. 

I want to control myself, but I am pretty certain I know I am about to go lie on my bed, about to explore my freshly shaven pussy.  My legs glisten with water drops and I sigh suddenly thinking of Annie again, imagining my legs wrapped around her as she lies over me, kissing me, my smooth legs sliding along her hips, her pussy pressed to mine…damn it!!

Heading into the bedroom I climb onto the bed. Lying back my fingers slide up my spread thighs, sliding past my pussy and up to my breasts.  I squeeze and let a deep sigh out as I imagine they are Annie’s hands. Both hands retreat down my trembling tummy and over the smooth slippery skin, between my legs, my fingers finding my aroused wetness.

As I let a soft moan escape my lips, I am startled by a knock at the door! With a squeal of surprise, I jump from the bed, feeling guilty even though whoever it is has no idea what I was doing. I grab the robe from the bathroom and look through the safety hole as I tie the belt around me.

Oh my god! Annie is standing outside my door.

She knocks again as I look through the tiny hole at her. She looks around the hallway as if she might be nervous. I’m not sure how she knows my room number; we haven’t talked much in my time on her father’s farm. But here she is…whatwhyhowwhenwhat? I blush deeply as I reach and open the door. Why am I blushing?

Annie smiles, looking as cute as she ever has. She is watching me with a tilt of her head and says, “Hi, Taylor.”

I nod afraid to speak. Annie reaches her hand out for me “Can I come in?”

Without waiting for a reply, the young woman I had been admiring for the last six weeks steps past me and into my hotel room. I turn as I close the door and watch her enter my space. She is still wearing her brown leather riding boots, riding pants and a tighter-than-it-probably-has-to-be white blouse. She looks like every picture of an English rose fresh from riding her horse I’ve ever seen. Except she is by far the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.

I am nervous, despite being older than her. Her father is the owner of the farm, his evaluation hasn’t been submitted yet. The events of this morning come rushing back into my mind. Suddenly I am certain she saw me – did she hear me say her name out loud? Was she here to tell me she was going to tell her father what I was doing in his barn?

The hotel room has a bed and a single chair at a desk. Not many choices for sitting and certainly not for entertaining guests. Annie walks to the window and pulls the curtains open. Looking out she says, “You can see my father’s farm from here.” It is just a statement, but her voice sends chills along my spine, the tone of her voice makes me blush. I, of course, know you can see the farm as I have stood many times at that very window and watched her as she moved about. Now, was she contemplating the same thing, wondering how much of her activities I had seen? How much trouble was I in?

Annie is quiet for a long time. She just stares out the window. I don’t know what to do, so I just stand there. Finally, she speaks again. She doesn’t look at me, just looks out the window: “I’m not a lesbian. But I’ve been watching you too.”

I need a moment – she knows things about me - even though we’ve not really spoken. She stands there, looking out the window, waiting for me to say something.

I whisper a reply because I can’t trust myself to speak out loud: “Neither am I.”

“So you’re bi, then?” she asks, spinning around from the window, now looking at me. Her eyes move up and down my body still wrapped tightly in the hotel’s robe.

I nod my head, yes.

“So, were you watching me or the boys?”

She knew I was there. Every time, though?

“I was watching you.” I surprise myself with the honesty of my answer, “The boys were unbelievably cute, strong, and the type of man I would go for, the type of man that could get me wet with just a look, and I know they are talented lovers as well. But the truth is, I wasn’t interested in them after I saw you.

Annie steps across the room and stands directly in front of me. Her eyes move up and down, between my lips and my eyes. I hold my breath, my cards on the table. I can’t think, can’t move, a deer trapped in the headlights of her gaze. Her hands reach for the belt of my robe and she lets it fall back through her fingers. I look down, watching the terry cloth strap slipping between her fingers.

“I’ve never kissed a girl before,” Annie says. Her cards on the table.

I look back up at her and her eyes flutter and close, she leans forward, and I feel the electric bolt of her lips on mine. I gasp and let my mouth fall open to her tentative, curious kiss. I feel a rush of wetness like never before between my legs. The room is spinning as she tugs on the belt of my robe and pulls me closer to her. My hands reach out and move to her waist. Her body tenses and she slips away from the kiss. Just for a moment. Her lips touch mine again. Soft, like a butterfly, but our lips match well, one between the other. I barely feel the tip of her tongue on my bottom lip as she tries our kiss on for size. My hands slip further around her waist.

I can feel the heat of her body beneath her clothes, and I am hungry for her, I want to strip her naked and do all the things I have imagined us doing, I want to taste her finally, but I don’t want this moment to end, our first kiss can never happen again. I want it to last forever.

I open my mouth further and her tongue slips inside. And then retreats.  She gasps.  Our tongues have touched, and I know I will never feel the same way again – suddenly I wonder if this could be my very last first-kiss ever. I hope she feels it too.

My tongue chases after hers…into her mouth. Our tongues meet and twist together. I feel her breath in my mouth, I feel her hands finally leaving the belt and sliding up over my arms, her fingers are on my face, in my-still damp hair. She holds my kiss to her face. I know she doesn’t want this to end either.

We stand there, just kissing, holding each other for several minutes. I do not know how much time has passed. It does not feel long enough. But she finally breaks away, her face stays close, we both dip our heads until our foreheads touch.  I look at her lips, puffy, moist with our mixed saliva. She is doing the same, both of us breathing faster.

I lift a hand away from Annie’s back and slide it up along her arm to her hand still holding my face. My fingers intertwine with hers and I pull her hand away. Our eyes meet again. I can see her attraction, her curiosity. But also, her worry, her fear. I tug her hand and take a step backward, away from the window, towards the bed that dominates the room. Annie takes a step forward, following me.

I walk backward, never taking my eyes away from hers. Annie’s beautiful brown eyes, which have held me captive now plead with me to go slow. And I want to, I want this moment, this time together to last as long as possible. I have two nights. I am already hoping she won’t leave until my plane takes off.

The back of my legs hit the foot of the bed and I stop. The three steps across the room seemed to take so long. The world no longer exists for us, time has stopped. Every moment we are sharing right now, is meant to last forever and these three steps feel like an eternity together. Annie’s eyes never leave mine. I pull her one more step towards me. I feel the heat of her body again. I want to undress her now, but I know I must take this slow. It will be her first time. It will be OUR first time. Even though I’m already nearly naked, I want to take my time to savor undressing her., I sit on the end of the bed and her hands move back to the sides of my face.

Annie looks down into my eyes as my hands move around her legs. I hold her and let my legs slip open. She steps between them. I look up at her, my neck arched. My hands slide slowly up the back of her legs, over her thighs. I feel her muscles tensing as my hands slide higher. I feel the curve of her ass, an ass I have admired from a distance for the last six weeks. In my hands it feels every bit as good as I imagined it would. Her years riding horses have made her strong and her ass clenches in my hands as I caress her through the tight riding pants. She leans forward as I pull against her and lowers her head. Her lips meet mine again. Our second kiss is even better than the first, our shyness slowly melting away And as her lips open, her tongue probes inside my mouth. I bite down on her bottom lip gently and suck it into my mouth. Annie moans with growing desire.

I lean back and hold her ass, pulling her on top of me onto the bed. She slips her body to the side but continues to kiss me. As her mouth explores mine, her hands slide down my face, to my shoulders and down my arms. My hands slip away from her ass and while one slides up to the small of her back, the other grasps hers. Our fingers interlock as we make out.

I cannot take it for too long, but still ten minutes of kissing ends when I roll her over and slide away from her. My robe is too warm now. I am out of breath. I lean back and stand up, Annie’s legs dangle off the end of the bed, her boots and all her clothes still on, although her blouse has slipped out of her pants.

I look down at Annie, her lips parted as she breathes hard and fast, her face wet from our kisses. I let my robe slip open and slide off my shoulders. Her eyes move over my suddenly naked body, my breasts, hard nipples, my tummy rising and falling rapidly with my breathing, my smooth, freshly shaven mound, my toned legs. Annie licks her lips, her hunger for me apparent.

I let the robe pool at my feet, and I smile. I already know what I want, and this moment is only the beginning of that.

I move to her side and lie next to her, our hands come together, and our fingers once again lock. We hold hands over her belly as I look at her face. She smiles, no words are necessary. The stares of two girls falling for each other say it all.

I lean forward and kiss her. Her lips taste magical. I feel her mouth open and let my tongue inside. I let go of her hand and it falls to her waist. My hand squeezes her there, holding her tight and twisting her body toward me. My hand slides along the top of her pants and then under her blouse. My fingers are on fire as I touch her bare skin just above the top of her pants. Her tummy quivers beneath my fingers and I can feel her gasp at the touch.

My hand slips along her skin, back to her waist and then up to the bottom of her ribs. Annie jumps a little as my touch tickles her, but recovers quickly, kissing back with a ferocity not exhibited before. My touch on her bare skin, my naked body against her, building her towards the frenzy I long to experience.

Her hand is around me, on my back, sliding along my bare skin, she reaches lower and touches my bare ass. I smile into our kiss as she caresses me. Her other hand is on my arm holding on as she feels my hand moving along her skin under her blouse.

But I want, need, more and my hand slips over her flat tummy, feeling her tremble. Slipping out and then sliding up this time over her blouse. My fingers find the top button and although her hand still holds my arm, she does not stop me as I struggle to flip it open. Annie offers no help, letting me undress her, seemingly knowing this is what I want. Our kiss continues, her tongue now in my mouth again, exploring the inside of my teeth.

Her top button slips open and my hand slides to the next. With a now practiced hand, I get the second one open quickly and can’t resist the temptation of her bare skin. My hand slides inside her blouse over the swell of the top of her breast. My fingers trace along the top edge of her bra and I feel her hold her breath as my fingers near such an intimate place, the first woman to touch her in this spot. My hand slips away and makes quick work of the next three buttons. Her blouse slides open as my hand traces along her skin, along her ribs, over her bra and then back across the top of her breasts. My hand slides over the fullness and I squeeze, Annie gasps into my mouth and breaks our kiss for a moment. I take advantage and let my lips drop to her exposed throat. Annie moans and lets her head rock back further as my hand holds her breast, squeezes, kneading her flesh through her bra.

Annie wants more and it is she who shrugs and wiggles her shoulders pushing her blouse free of first one and then the other shoulder. I lean back as she makes a twist and halfway sits up. I help her get her blouse off and then playfully swat her hands away as she reaches for the clasp on the back of her bra. We both giggle as she lies back down, now on her side. My arm around her reaching for the clasp. This time though, there is no struggle, a quick twist and her bra pops open. She shrugs her shoulders again as I pull the thin straps off her skin. Topless, Annie lays on her back again. She smiles up at me as I look down at her.

I lick MY lips this time and lower my mouth to hers. Our kiss is just as fiery as our first one. Her tongue bouncing in my mouth to be chased away by mine into her own mouth. Her lips open wide to take my mouth, locked together, already a well-practiced lovers’ kiss.

My hand slides over her shoulder and down over the top of her boob. She holds her breath again until my palm is fully over her naked breast. Annie sighs with delight as I - another woman - cup her for the first time. Her nipple has of course already popped up, but my fingers pinch her softly and bring her to life. I slide my fingers around her, gliding across to the other nipple. My lips leave her kiss and travel over her neck again.

Annie reaches up, her fingers again slide into my hair, she massages and caresses my scalp while letting me lead the way. My mouth seeks the hard little nipple. I love the moment her back arches, her boob pressing up into my mouth. I love how she gasps when my teeth close gently around her. I love how her body tenses again when she feels my hand slip over her tummy and the top of her pants. I press against her mound through her riding slacks, thenlet my fingers press even more against her slit. I imagine I can feel her heat, I imagine I can feel her wetness already.

Annie moans softly, gasping now as I suck at her breasts, my fingers playing over her pussy. She isn’t sure how to ask for more. If she were with a guy, she would just flip him over and take his hard cock into her mouth. But she isn’t sure what to do now, so she lies back, her fingers digging into my head with one hand, the other trailing along the skin of my back.

My hand slips higher and finds the buckle of her belt. I use that hand to get it open and soon after the clasp of her pants located at her hip. The zipper slips down with a sharp tug. Annie lifts her ass off the bed, ready to help me but instead I slip to the floor onto my knees.

Annie looks down past her own naked breasts at me kneeling on the floor at her feet. I grab a heel of one boot and the toe, and I pull, leaning back. The tight boot resists, fighting to stay on. But the fight is pointless as I will not be denied a naked Annie. The boot pops free and the other boot is soon lying on the floor next to it.. Her tiny sock seems like the wrong choice for riding boots, but her pants are tight and go to her ankles. I take her socks off and then, in a move uncharacteristic of me, but in keeping with  needing to know every part of Annie, I lift her foot to my mouth.

I suck her toe into my mouth and let it slide back and forth. Annie gasps and is only a little surprised at how wonderful it feels. My tongue swirls around her foot, along the base of her toes, between them, her toe slips back into my mouth for a moment before I let her go. Annie keeps her feet and legs together but lifts her ass from the bed again. This time she is right. I reach for the sides of her pants and tug them down. Her panties, matching the bra laying on the bed next to her, slip a bit with the tight pants.

Annie wiggles her hips and giggles as we work together to get her naked. It takes more effort than I had hoped for, but Annie is lying on my hotel room bed, her feet over the edge in just her panties now, and even those are halfway down her thighs. Her pussy is shaved, like mine, bare and smooth. Her lips are shiny with her wetness.

I reach for her panties and tug them down her legs the rest of the way. I move slowly, teasing her and myself, but they slip past her feet  onto the floor next to me. I look up at Annie as she opens her legs for me. I kiss the inside of her knee and she lets her head fall back to the bed. Her eyes are clenched as she knows what will happen. She is ready for this moment, curious for it, she wants it. I move achingly slowly, first moving back and forth between her knees, kissing, tasting her skin. My teeth nip gently at her flesh as I move higher. Each new spot, just a fraction of an inch higher brings a new gasp from Annie. Her body lurches each time my lips touch her.

Annie’s pussy opens on its own, she is so wet, so ready for me. I can smell the sweet lure of her, the fragrance that I have longed to know and now I do. I let my hand drop to my own wet pussy and as my fingers press against my clit, I gasp, biting down a little harder than I mean to on Annie’s thigh. She squeals, but not in pain, her hands fly to the back of my head and then to her sides where she grips the bedspread, scrunching it into her fists as she waits.

My hair touches her pussy as my lips continue to kiss and nibble higher. I taste the first drops of her wetness. Instantly I want more, and I turn my head to face her. She glistens, she shakes. I lean forward, my eyes close. My lips press against her. She jumps, startled at the new intimate touch of my soft lips. My tongue slips out and softly licks up through her slit, her wetness coating my tongue. I swallow, imagining that I can feel it as it slips into my tummy. My tongue journeys through her again, long, slow tender licks through her wet parted labia, spreading her open, pulling more wetness from her. I want more of her. I need more of her.

My tongue pushes into her and slides along her silky walls. She moans with a deep vibrating moan and I push a single finger into my own pussy as I continue to please Annie. My lips are covered with her essence, I let my mouth slide over her as my tongue wiggles inside her before flipping up to her clit. I open my eyes and look up at the beautiful Annie, but her eyes are closed, her back arched, her neck arched even more. Her fingers curl into tight fists as she tangles her hands in the bedspread. I close my lips around her clit and press my flat tongue against her. I moan knowing this will vibrate my tongue against her. I push a second finger into myself and, as I begin fingering myself, I let my tongue start to wiggle back and forth, spin in circles, flick up and down. I press harder with my tongue, move it faster.

Annie screams out as she loses control. I use my other hand now to press against her wet opening. Not penetrating her, just spinning my fingers around and around as my tongue flies back and forth, up and down, around and around. Her clit now fully exposed to the onslaught of my tongue and lips.

Annie screams as she lets go and explodes. Her orgasm knocking the wind out of her, one leg twists over my back, the other digs in against the bed. She twists her body, gasping for breath, finally her voice returns, and it echoes through the room. She is louder than expected, louder than I have heard her before, but then again, this time she is in a private room, and not in a semi-public place.

I hold on until her body relaxes and then I kiss a quick wet trail up to her lips. Her mouth devours mine as she tastes herself on me. Her tongue spins in sloppy wet circles across my lips, into my mouth. Her hands grasp at me, she tumbles us over so that now she is lying over me, her knees on the bed on either side of me. I know she wants me, but I am not done with her yet and I push her up…guiding her breasts back to my mouth. Annie gasps and cringes. She cries out with passion.

I slide down the bed, holding her in place until I am underneath her. My arms wrap around her thighs and I lift my head. My tongue pierces her and she arches her hips forward, her clit crushing against my nose. I pull her down over me, breathing now through her wet pussy as she rides my face. She cries out and crashes forward holding herself up on the bedhead with her hands.

My tongue circles her whole pussy and I use one hand to slide down between her pussy lips. I push two fingers into her and Annie grunts somewhere over my head. I push them deep into her and begin to fuck her with my fingers. I watch as my fingers slide in and out of her. Annie finds a way to pull away from me, but just for a moment.

Annie spins around on the bed and then moves over my face again. I reach up and push my fingers back into her pussy a moment before I feel her arms around my thighs, a moment before I feel her lips against my wet pussy. I cry out with excitement and lift my head, letting my scream echo through her pussy.

Annie works her tongue through my pussy, a girl possessed. I am on the verge of exploding already. This may be her first time, but her enthusiasm to please me, to taste me, is pushing me faster than ever before to ecstasy.

I feel my body tensing. This is happening so fast. I grab her thighs and her ass, I lift myself up and arch my neck, by mouth slips away from her pussy as Annie spins her tongue over my clit.I let my orgasm take over – I feel myself lifting off the bed, my hips bucking up.

I hear Annie laughing, happy; tears run down my face as my dream is coming true. Annie laps up my flood of wetness as fast as she can.

She rolls to her side and hugs my legs to her. She is gasping for breath as the aftershocks of her second orgasm ripple through her. I was too distracted to notice. I pant for breath, reaching for her. My whole body tingles. We both giggle at what just happened. We turn and are face to face again, sideways on the bed.

I kiss her sweaty face; she kisses my eyelids. I cannot help myself. I tell her that I love her. She smiles and say she loves me too. Then she repeats the words that led us to this moment: “I’m not a lesbian.”

I smile and kiss her cheek then slip from her grasp and spin off the bed. I take a few quick steps, her eyes are watching my ass, and open my suitcase and dig inside. I turn around holding my pink Feeldoe and walk back towards Annie, my eyes locked once again with hers: “Me neither. Well, maybe not yet.”