It had been a recently finish last Nox, no it wasn't, it was this morning ! Three thirty to be exact. I was knackered and pay heed over.

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

Of form, it did facilitate 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 dark a calendar week in one bar. The other Nox, I had a club gig. So, I only had to go the medicine, the once. The gear wheel stayed where it was.

As with many nights at the tallness of the season in Portuguese Republic, the bar coach would pay me extra, to keep going after midnight, if there was still a respectable bunch in, as long as they were still spending at the bar, of course.

Officially, in Alvor, the medicine license ran to midnight but provided the door were closed, the medicine not too loud, then no one bothered you. Last night, it been two thirty by the time I stopped.

And as is often the shell, a number of customer either wanted to buy me a drink or chat me up, there was always a few guy, wanting to try their luck with me. This meter, I managed to get rid of the guys quite sharpish, I wanted to concentrate on one in a group of four girls.

They, just like everyone else, had a slap-up eventide. It had been, a brilliant night.

By nearly three o'clock, the female child 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 controller of herself.

I knew that I had built a unspoilt rapport with them, through the class 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 chemical group, who had to stay reasonably sober up, to save an eye out for the rest. Just my lot, the one I was interested in, was the sober one.

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

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

If one thing didn't quite fit the characterization, then, it was her fuzz. 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.

trinity of the little girl talked freely with me, mostly nonsensical I barely listened to, but as unvoiced 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 preferred 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 eyebrow at that one, she shook her school principal, 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 girl's panty. Turned out, that they had only arrived yesterday, at to the lowest degree I had two week to score.

The coach called me around for a flying Old World chat. When I returned, the young woman had, had to ruffle up to cause room for another yoke. My pilot seat had gone, so, instead, I squeezed in adjacent to Helen.

I decided that I needed to represent it sang-froid, form of the subtle overture. I would occasionally add the skirmish of my fingers, maybe to accent a gunpoint whilst chatting, or get to sure my arm was against hers when I leaned over the bar to address to the girl behind it. She never showed any reading that she noticed, neither for or against.

Three thirty came all too quickly, and the female child said they were off to hit the hay, they promised they would be back tomorrow, hugged me a drunken good nighttime, and off they staggered, all except for Helen, upright and sober Helen.

The future day, I was sitting at my common lunch period hangout, great coffee, great salad, and whatever else might grab you. Today, for the import at least, I just needed coffee and lode of it.

My oneirism was interrupted,"Hi Dina, how are you this break of the day ?"

I didn't look up, I hadn't cottoned on to the voice, I thought it was one of my unconstipated partner."Not good, dreaded bloody headway this morning, stayed up too late, drinking with a clump of girl. Mind you, they were nice, especially one."All of my first mate knew my inclination for the jr. element of the female person sex.

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

With a shock, I recognised the spokesperson, Oh shit ! I lifted my head from my weapon system and turned, I couldn't avail myself, my jaw dropped heart-to-heart, and I stared. She almost wasn't wearing anything, it was one of the tiniest bikinis 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 boldness were burning."Oh, I'm sorry Helen, I thought it was someone else, you surprised me."

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

"Well, no one really, just idle chat, I didn't mean any particular proposition one, just showing off I suppose."Was all I could come up with. I tried to change the subject as quick 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 promenade, and catch some air, maybe have a swim, but I guess it looks too crowded down there,"she pointed to the water.

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

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

Shit ! She's suggesting I drive her up there, my learning ability must be running slow."You wan na have a drive ? 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, delight love."

It wasn't actually far to aim. A slip road, led to a arenaceous data track with a chain blocking the way, a placard hung in the eye, it said,"Entrada proibida ! Publico proibida !"( unveiling prohibited ! populace Prohibited ! ). I jumped out, and undid the chain, dropping it to the basis before climbing in again, and driving through. Of path, 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 eld now, never had any bother."

I parked up on the boundary of the 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 marvelous, what a place ! And no one for miles."

We spread out our towels, then, both ran for the water. recent Aug, the sea here's very warm, no stupor running in at all.

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

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

Be honest, I took advantage, made out it was much worse than it was, as I appeared to scramble to breathe. With a upset look on her aspect, she held onto me."cum on, let's get you out."I clung to her, as she helped me from the water and back to our towels.

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

I coughed a little, taking deep breaths. Boy, was I ripe, or what ? I lay my capitulum against her, well, her chest actually, she hugged me sozzled, rocking me like a infant. My face was brushing her tits.

I squeezed her hand, sitting up,"I'm good, I feel better now. And by the way, don't trouble yourself, it was just one of those thing, it happens."

She looked relieved, then she surprised me when she leaned in and gave me a minuscule kiss. I pulled her in, just lightly, so as not to scare her. The candy kiss lasted just that short long, not much, 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 tummy, at the same clock time pulling at my bikini tie.

Out the turning point of my eye, I saw her hesitate, then she gave a little shrug, and uncapped the pipe. Her handwriting felt unspoiled on my articulatio humeri, I reached behind my pass and lifted my hair crystalize, she did my neck.

I reached down this time and push my bikini keister downcast over my ass impertinence. She worked down my back again, hesitating once more at my low back. Then, her work force were rubbing at the top off my ass.

I gave a wiggle,"Ooh, that's prissy, you've got a cover girl touch."Oops, I thought, slowly missy."Thanks, Helen, I'm good. come up on lay down, I'll do yours."

She lay, bikini top still done up. I dribbled lotion down her prickle, 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 meter to cogitate about it. I just kept massaging, as I felt her relax under my touch.

I ran a bridge player to each side of her body, massaging along her sides, she must induce been touchy, she squirmed a bit when my fingers touched her breadbasket face. Then up a bit higher, I made sure I brushed the slope of her boob, but only just. Back to her crushed back, I worked on her spinal column, pushing her bikini bottom downward, as I worked.

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

"I have, as a matter of fact, quite a longsighted metre ago now though."

My thumb continued their massage, now below the material of her Bikini. She began to kick upstairs her read/write head, but then appeared to reconsider, and she let it knock off back.

But, I didn't pushing my hazard, not yet. I squirted more application on my mitt and moved to her legs. I started at an articulatio talocruralis, working the joints, before moving up, I marvelled at the muscles, the power that must be there. All my education coming back as I worked. Her thighs were incredible, so toned and strong.

I worked up a exertion, digging into the flesh.

Once, and only once, did I countenance, the simple of touch modality to her inner thigh, along her Bikini line. Then, quickly to the other leg. The Same subprogram, I worked her muscularity for her.

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

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

I massaged the back of her leg, up to her bikini, I eased the edge away to partly bare her cheek, pressing and working my riff voiceless. I reached over and uncovered the former nerve, one hired man at each, as I rubbed. Her two-piece fundament was now almost like a thong, between her face. I allowed my thumbs to slightly dip into the cranny between, her ass lifted just enough for me to notice.

I went back to her upper second joint, sliding my hands up, and then back down, my ovolo a footling cryptical down the inside, with each upward push. This time, her legs clearly moved wider, as I approached her crotch, I let them just slide beneath the fabric, then back down. I think I saw her imperativeness her hips down to the towel, but I wasn't certain.

On the succeeding up swoop, I made sure that one thumb, as it slipped beneath her bikini, grazed her pussy lip. I saw her jump, but there was no protestation, instead, her legs widened a little more.

Time to pretend my movement, I thought, I guessed she was ready for me. Two thumbs passed each side of meat of her lips, I felt her tense, but I heard a low moan, and I saw her hands clasp at the towel. So, this clock time I passed my thumbs over the top of the lip, her ass lifted and her cheeks clenched, she moaned again.

I pulled the bikini genitals aside, I saw those beautiful back talk, and again I rubbed a pollex along the top. I saw her pulling the towel slope into her body. I pressed in between the lips, and I was rewarded with a gasp.

I leaned my caput down and brushed a snog across one brass, then the other. My thumb slipped deeper inside her. Now she squirmed at my touch.

With my other hand, I pulled her bikini crotch fully aside, until I could see along the crack between her nerve, and I saw her ass golf hole. I licked my tongue down along the crevice until I reached her hole, I gave it a lilliputian flirt, then leaned and kissed her there. A a great deal louder gasp this time, and she lifted, pushing her maw against my lips.

I withdrew from her pussy, to move up and lay down beside her. I lifted her Kuki for her to look at me, she looked confused, and yet excited, all at the Lapplander clip. I kissed her gently, my fingers caressed her face.

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

I slid an arm under her cervix, and pulled her to me, kissing her once more, long but cutter, 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 joint, so her body came properly to facial expression mine, I gently cupped a breast. And as I had guessed, they weren't large, but they were firm, with voiceless pap. I circled a mammilla with a fingerbreadth, then gave it a pinch, her arm came round my neck, and held me tight as she kissed me.

My stifle pushed between her thighs, rubbing against her mound, and I felt her pushing back to my pressure. I laid her onto her back, dropping my head to her titty, my rima oris moved in, my rim absorbed her nipple.

I was feeling ecstatic, I now had this gorgeous puppet in my branch, and we were making love to each other.

She rubbed her twat against me, just as operose as I rubbed mine. I felt her handwriting on my breasts, I lifted slightly, to allow her access. Inexperienced hands groped at them, I didn't idea, at least she reached for them herself.

I raised myself a bit foster, and pulled her read/write head between my nipple, I felt her kissing me there, I guided her rima oris to a teat, first she kissed it, then took it in her mouth.

With the caress from my hands, her nipples had grown, voiceless buds, I tweaked them hard. Her pelvic girdle bucked against my thigh, her pussy grinding up. Now I could sense her organic structure starting to tense.

I pulled her head up, so I could expect at her face,"Now let yourself go love."I kissed her hard, with a passion built of luxuria. I slid my body, Sir Thomas More on top, so our snatch now rubbed at each other. I felt her 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 twat together, my climax was mind-blowing, and I thrilled, feeling her tone ending once more. We clung together, both kissing each other's aspect, anywhere and everywhere.

We rolled onto our sides, she gazed into my eyes."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 right 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 girl, but it's genuine, I loved it. I've never climaxed so hard 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 had her drink, then lay back.

Slowly, I kissed her body, exploring everywhere. When I reached her bikini bum, I pushed it down, she raised her articulatio coxae and allowed it to be pulled from under her bum.

I kissed the niggling fuzz of tomentum, my tongue, ever searching downwards. She actually gave a yelp, when I tongued between her kitty rim, probing as thick as I could reach. I let my nose nudge at her clit, bringing it back to life. My oral cavity moved up, to drive the growing bud between my lips. With both lips and tongue, I sucked and teased, as my fingers sought her pussy.

I saw her work force at her boob, playing her nipples. Once more, her trunk was writhing at our touches.

My fingers delved inside to her vagina, as I played her, like a musician, plucking strings. I saw her stomach muscles going taught, like Strand of steel. Her thighs came round my shoulders, and her feet crossed behind my rachis. She squeezed me hard between her thighs, her hands now clutching at my head. She pushed her kitty-cat firmly into me, bone mashed my backtalk, and it hurt. But I knew she was there.

She actually rolled onto her side of meat, her vice-like handgrip taking me with her, as her kitty literally fucked my expression. Then, she peaked, her body shook violently, I had to campaign against her thigh with my manpower, for fearfulness of choking.

cocksucker ! Never have I seen an climax anything like it, it was truly awe-inspiring. The intensity was almost direful, I realised that I had almost panicked at one stage, the pressure from her thighs had been so powerful.

Her trunk sagged, her legs relaxed their grip, once 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 middle opened, and she whispered,"Dina, what the shtup 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 weeks with this girl, I wonder if I can stick the gait ?"

The end .