It had been a latterly ending lowest dark, no it wasn't, it was this sunup ! leash XXX to be accurate. I was knackered and hung over.

I enjoyed my body of work as a fluid Dee Jay, and I was bloody well at it, I could choose where I wanted to act, not like some others, almost having to beg bars to give them a go.

Of course of action, it did help that I was a twenty-five-year-old, drop-dead gorgeous female, or so they all tell me. Who am I to argue.

In fact, I almost wasn't mobile anymore, I worked for six nights a workweek in one bar. The other night, I had a gild gig. So, I only had to move the medicine, the once. The gear stayed where it was.

As with many nights at the tallness of the time of year in Portugal, the bar manager would pay me superfluous, to keep going after midnight, if there was still a good crowd in, as long as they were still spending at the bar, of course.

Officially, in Alvor, the music licence ran to midnight but provided the doors were closed, the music not too loud, then no one bothered you. stopping point night, it been two 30 by the time I stopped.

And as is often the casing, a number of client either wanted to buy me a drink or chat me up, there was always a few cat, wanting to try their chance with me. This clip, I managed to get rid of the guys quite sharpish, I wanted to centralize on one in a grouping of four girls.

They, just like everyone else, had a great evening. It had been, a brilliant night.

By nearly three o'clock, the girl had knocked back more than a few. One was totally pissed, two others, not far behind. Only the remaining one, seemed to be well in control of herself.

I knew that I had built a soundly resonance with them, through the track of the evening. So, when I joined them at the bar, we were soon knocking back a few shots.

And generally having a good laugh.

They explained, that they always had one member of the grouping, who had to stay reasonably sober, to retain an eye out for the rest. Just my hazard, the one I was concerned in, was the sober one.

Her figure, it transpired, was Helen. Her face was almost pretty, just a bit angular and hard, but I found it fascinating. Her face changed when she smiled, then it was attractive.

Her figure was fantastic. No big boob, in fact, they barely showed, but her body was slim and wiry. What stood out the most though, was the way here muscles rippled with every effort. She moved like a wildcat, stalking its prey.

If one matter didn't quite fit the depiction, then, it was her hair's-breadth. The colour was a delicious shade of blonde, it was brushed back, and tied to form a high and long ponytail. I guessed, that she would be nineteen, maybe twenty.

three of the fille talked freely with me, mostly gimcrack I barely listened to, but as hard as I tried, I couldn't really get Helen involved. Oh, she wasn't rude or anything, just not openly talkative.

Yes, she told me her ducky music, I found where she came from, turned out to be Brighton, in Sussex. The gay capital of the UK. When I raised a questioning brow at that one, she shook her head, saying she wasn't one of them. She was born there. She was in the Uni athletics team, which explained the figure, and the muscles.

All I knew, was that I wanted to get in this girlfriend's pantie. Turned out, that they had only arrived yesterday, at least I had two week to score.

The manager called me around for a spry chat. When I returned, the girls had, had to shamble up to stimulate way for another couple. My original arse had gone, so, instead, I squeezed in side by side to Helen.

I decided that I needed to diddle it assuredness, kind of the insidious approach. I would occasionally add the brush of my fingers, maybe to emphasise a point whilst chatting, or make sure my arm was against hers when I leaned over the bar to mouth to the female child behind it. She never showed any reading that she noticed, neither for or against.

trinity thirty came all too quickly, and the girls said they were off to hit the hay, they promised they would be back tomorrow, hugged me a bibulous good Night, and off they staggered, all except for Helen, upright and sober Helen.

The next day, I was sitting at my usual lunchtime haunt, nifty umber, majuscule salad, and whatever else might seize you. Today, for the mo at least, I just needed umber and loads of it.

My reverie was interrupted,"Hi Dina, how are you this morning ?"

I didn't look up, I hadn't cottoned on to the voice, I thought it was one of my regular couple."Not good, direful bloody psyche this break of day, stayed up too late, drinking with a bunch of girls. mind you, they were nice, especially one."All of my mates knew my inclination for the younger element of the distaff sex.

"Oh, and who might the special one have been ?"

With a cushion, I recognised the voice, Oh shit ! I lifted my head from my arms and turned, I couldn't help myself, my jaw dropped open, and I stared. She almost wasn't wearing anything, it was one of the flyspeck Bikini I've ever seen.

Then Helen of Troy said,"Are you okay Dina ?"

I knew I was blushing, something I just never did. But now I felt the flush, my cheeks were burning."Oh, I'm sorry Helen of Troy, I thought it was somebody else, you surprised me."

"Obviously, I can see that. So, you going to tell, who was the especial one ?"

"well, no one really, just idle schmoose, I didn't mean any particular one, just showing off I suppose."Was all I could come up with. I tried to change the field of study as nimble as I could,"Where's the others then, not with you ?"

"No they're all still sleeping it off, I thought I'd have a stroll, and overhear some air, maybe have a swim, but I guess it looks too crowded down there,"she pointed to the water.

Hesitantly, I said,"Well there's a beach out by the estuary, hardly anyone gets up there, too far to take the air, I usually drive there."

She looked at me,"And ? What are you saying ?"

Shit ! She's suggesting I drive her up there, my nous must be running slow."You wan na have a ride ? My car's only just up there."

"I'd love to, if you're sure, that is."She said.

Fuck me ! Was I sure ? I shouted,"Hey Consuela, toss my bag out, please love."

It wasn't actually far to drive. A shift route, led to a arenaceous racetrack with a chain blocking the way, a posting hung in the middle, it said,"Entrada proibida ! Publico proibida !"( accounting entry prohibited ! Public Prohibited ! ). I jumped out, and undid the chain, dropping it to the ground before climbing in again, and driving through. Of course, I put the chain back.

"Is this allowed ?"Helen asked,"We won't get in trouble, will we ?"

"Strictly, no it's not, but I've been doing it for two age now, never had any bother."

I parked up on the edge of the religious service road,"Come on, just over those dunes."

We climbed to the top, until Helen of Troy saw the beach and sea,"Wow, it's fantastic, what a space ! And no one for miles."

We spread out our towels, then, both ran for the water. Late August, the sea here's very warm, no shock absorber running in at all.

Bloody hell ! She swam like a fish, almost rocketing through the H2O, I gave up following her and just watched.

Eventually, she swam back to me,"What's up, retard carriage ?"She splashed a consignment at me, I splashed back. Then she ducked me, I hadn't been prepare for it and took a mouthful. I came up spluttering and coughing. She grabbed me,"Hey, I'm sorry, are you okay ?"

Be honest, I took reward, made out it was much speculative than it was, as I appeared to scramble to suspire. With a distressed expression on her brass, she held onto me."seed on, let's get you out."I clung to her, as she helped me from the urine and back to our towels.

She held my hand as I sat down, to then kneel beside me, one script troll my shoulder. Then, she brushed the hair from my cheek, before hugging me."I'm so sorry, I didn't mean that to happen, I feel awful."

I coughed a small, taking late breaths. Boy, was I good, or what ? I lay my head against her, well, her chest actually, she hugged me tighter, rocking me like a babe. My face was brushing her tits.

I squeezed her paw, sitting up,"I'm unspoilt, I feel better now. And by the way, don't worry yourself, it was just one of those matter, it happens."

She looked relieved, then she surprised me when she leaned in and gave me a little buss. I pulled her in, just lightly, so as not to scare her. The snog lasted just that little long, not a great deal, but enough. She sat back, and blushed, looking flustered.

So, I acted cool, reached for my bag, and took out my sun lotion. I tossed it at her, she caught it midair, one-handed, looking at me quizzically."My back, please."Then, I lay down on my potbelly, at the same clock time pulling at my Bikini tie.

Out the corner of my eye, I saw her hesitate, then she gave a trivial shrug, and uncapped the underground. Her hands felt good on my berm, I reached behind my nous and lifted my hair clear, she did my neck.

I reached down this time and bear on my two-piece bottom frown over my ass nerve. She worked down my back again, hesitating once Sir Thomas More at my lower back. Then, her paw were rubbing at the top off my ass.

I gave a wiggle,"Ooh, that's dainty, you've got a lovely touch."Oops, I thought, slowly fille."Thanks, Helen, I'm good. Come on lay down, I'll do yours."

She lay, bikini top still done up. I dribbled lotion down her spine, then starting at the top, I massaged it in, and it was more of a massage than simply applying lotion.

At her bikini strap, I feigned a tut,"This is in the way,"and had it undone before she had time to call back about it. I just kept massaging, as I felt her relax under my touch.

I ran a hand to each position of her torso, massaging along her sides, she must stimulate been ticklish, she squirmed a bit when my finger's breadth touched her tummy sides. Then up a bit gamey, I made sure I brushed the side of meat of her knocker, but only just. Back to her depleted back, I worked on her spine, pushing her bikini arse downward, as I worked.

"Have you done a physio line ? You seem to know what you're doing."

"I have, as a subject of fact, quite a long time ago now though."

My thumbs continued their massage, now below the material of her bikini. She began to raise her head, but then appeared to reconsider, and she let it drop back.

But, I didn't button my fate, not yet. I squirted more lotion on my hands and moved to her legs. I started at an ankle, working the joints, before moving up, I marvelled at the sinew, the mightiness that must be there. All my training coming back as I worked. Her second joint were incredible, so intone and strong.

I worked up a perspiration, digging into the flesh.

Once, and only once, did I give up, the mere of tactual sensation to her inner thigh, along her bikini line. Then, quickly to the other leg. The same number, I worked her muscles for her.

As I neared her internal thigh again, I watched for a signaling, then keno ! I saw her legs move, only a fraction, but they parted, ever so slightly.

She spoke to me then,"God ! You've made my muscularity feel good, I've missed my own physio, but you're working magic."

I massaged the cover of her leg, up to her bikini, I eased the boundary away to partly denudate her cheek, pressing and working my thumbs hard. I reached over and uncovered the other impudence, one hand at each, as I rubbed. Her bikini bottom was now almost like a lash, between her cheeks. I allowed my thumbs to slightly dip into the chap between, her ass lifted just enough for me to notice.

I went back to her upper thighs, sliding my script up, and then back down, my pollex a petty deeply down the inside, with each upward push. This time, her leg clearly moved wider, as I approached her privates, I let them just slide beneath the textile, then back down. I think I saw her printing press her hips down to the towel, but I wasn't certain.

On the next upward slide, I made sure that one quarter round, as it slipped beneath her bikini, grazed her pussy lip. I saw her jump, but there was no protest, instead, her legs widened a little more.

clip to make my move, I thought, I guessed she was ready for me. Two thumbs passed each position of her mouth, I felt her tense, but I heard a low moan, and I saw her hands clutch at the towel. So, this time I passed my quarter round over the top of the lips, her ass lifted and her cheeks clenched, she moaned again.

I pulled the two-piece crotch aside, I saw those beautiful brim, and again I rubbed a thumb along the top. I saw her pulling the towel sides into her body. I pressed in between the lips, and I was rewarded with a gasp.

I leaned my oral sex down and brushed a osculation across one nerve, then the other. My thumb slipped deep inside her. Now she squirmed at my touch.

With my early hand, I pulled her bikini crotch fully aside, until I could see along the crack between her buttock, and I saw her ass hole. I licked my tongue down along the cranny until I reached her mess, I gave it a lilliputian coquette, then leaned and kissed her there. A much louder gasp this meter, and she lifted, pushing her hole against my lips.

I withdrew from her pussy, to locomote up and lay down beside her. I lifted her chin for her to look at me, she looked confused, and yet excited, all at the same time. I kissed her gently, my fingers caressed her face.

I pulled away, looking into her middle with a little grin on my face. I moved closer, to kiss her again, this time, she closed her oculus, and maybe, she just returned the kiss.

I slid an arm under her neck, and pulled her to me, kissing her once more, long but legal tender, I felt her lips respond, tentatively at first, then with more fervour. Now she was kissing me, it was no longer just me, setting the pace.

I pushed on her shoulder, so her trunk came properly to face mine, I gently cupped a breast. And as I had guessed, they weren't vauntingly, but they were firm, with toilsome nipples. I circled a teat with a finger, then gave it a catch, her arm came round my neck opening, and held me tight as she kissed me.

My knee pushed between her thighs, rubbing against her hummock, and I felt her pushing back to my imperativeness. I laid her onto her back, dropping my read/write head to her breast, my backtalk moved in, my backtalk absorbed her nipple.

I was feeling rhapsodic, I now had this gorgeous wight in my arms, and we were making love to each other.

She rubbed her pussy against me, just as voiceless as I rubbed mine. I felt her hands on my breast, I lifted slightly, to allow her access. Inexperienced hands groped at them, I didn't mind, at to the lowest degree she reached for them herself.

I raised myself a bit advance, and pulled her head between my tits, I felt her kissing me there, I guided her backtalk to a nipple, first she kissed it, then took it in her mouth.

With the caress from my hands, her pap had grown, hard buds, I tweaked them arduous. Her pelvis bucked against my second joint, her pussy grinding up. Now I could palpate her trunk starting to tense.

I pulled her question up, so I could appear at her typeface,"Now let yourself go love."I kissed her hard, with a warmth built of lust. I slid my organic structure, more on top, so our puss now rubbed at each other. I felt her sexual climax frame, then she was writhing against me, as she came.

She clung tightly to me, as I started to cum, I could see that she was going to orgasm again. We pounded our snatch together, my climax was mind-blowing, and I thrilled, feeling her release once more. We clung together, both kissing each other's face, anywhere and everywhere.

We rolled onto our sides, she gazed into my center."I wasn't sure, but I thought it was me you were after, I could see a few signs, but you weren't obvious about it, am I correct Dina ?"

"You don't mind though, do you ? I think that maybe, you liked that just now."

"Dina, I've surprised myself, I never for one moment thought that I could ever go with another missy, but it's true, I loved it. I've never climaxed so knockout before, and I've definitely, never orgasmed twice in a row."

"Well my love, how about, we go for three ? Let me show you, will you ?"

"I need a drink first, please ? I've worked up a bit of a thirst."Helen of Troy had her boozing, then lay back.

Slowly, I kissed her eubstance, exploring everywhere. When I reached her Bikini bottom, I pushed it down, she raised her pelvic arch and allowed it to be pulled from under her bum.

I kissed the niggling cop of fuzz, my glossa, ever searching downwards. She actually gave a yelp, when I tongued between her purulent lips, probing as cryptic as I could reach. I let my nose nudge at her clit, bringing it back to life. My mouth moved up, to take the growing bud between my lips. With both lips and tongue, I sucked and teased, as my finger sought her pussy.

I saw her hands at her titty, playing her mammilla. Once more, her body was writhing at our touches.

My fingerbreadth delved inside to her vagina, as I played her, like a musician, plucking strings. I saw her tummy muscles going taught, like string of sword. Her thighs came round my shoulders, and her feet crossed behind my spine. She squeezed me hard between her thighs, her manpower now clutching at my mind. She pushed her twat hard into me, bone mashed my lips, and it hurt. But I knew she was there.

She actually rolled onto her side, her vice-like grip taking me with her, as her pussy literally fucked my face. Then, she peaked, her body shook violently, I had to push against her thighs with my paw, for reverence of choking.

Shit ! Never have I seen an sexual climax anything like it, it was truly awing. The chroma was almost frightening, I realised that I had almost panicked at one degree, the pressure from her second joint had been so powerful.

Her body sagged, her legs relaxed their clench, once Thomas More I could breathe fully.

I went to her, at first I thought she was unconscious, but then I saw her smile, so I kissed her tenderly. Her optic opened, and she whispered,"Dina, what the piece of ass did you just do to me ?"

I smiled at her,"I loved you, my flower."

I lay back, and thought,"I've got nearly two hebdomad with this girl, I wonder if I can stick the pace ?"

The end .