Linda's strange vacation

Walking side by side, Linda couldn't help thinking of what had just transpired a few seconds ago in her bedroom. The young girl had never had any sexual rapport. She was a virgin for man and woman. It was true that one night at college, a friend of hers playfully scrambled into her bed, and after some brief words interjected by guffaws and smiles and raw jokes, the friend began a series of caresses that went a little bit further than those of Lola's, but Linda forgot about it. Besides her friend had not made any real impression on her and she tired easily of the slobbering kisses and inept handling of her lower body. Of course, she never was really sure whether that was just a tickling game in fun or the beginning of a rude adventure. Anyway, it had nothing to do with Lola. Lola was different, and horribly dominating, and terribly attractive.

A swift shiver stimulated Linda's slender backbone.

“It's over there where we usually bathe,” Lola pointed to an obscure hidden cove. Linda felt her long handsome fingers once more on her shoulders, only this time they were not insisting, unfortunately.

The sea licked the red rocks with her white frothy tongue. The cove appeared deserted just as Lola described it. Linda was unable to resist the temptation of cooling her toes in the ocean. She threw down her large beach towel and ran to the brim of the water. Lola disrobed herself of her cumbersome appareil and followed the lithe graceful girl.

Linda watched the well?rounded muscular body plunge into the surf. She admired Lola whose marvelous body dripped with foam and cool sea. The woman came back to the water's edge and Linda saw how little she was covered by the scanty bikini. She appeared as a goddess coming from the sea with her long hair dripping and her svelte body outlined against the horizon. Oh, how she loved those buttocks, round and harmonious.

Instinctively Linda took Lola's hand.

“Let's take a dip together.” Lola proposed.

Lola looked at her with the same fire that she had in the bedroom. A bizarre laughter crept over her lips and resounded in her superb chest as she brushed her long hair aside.

“You're still a virgin, isn't that so?” She didn't give Linda a chance to respond, but with one scope of her hand she sprinkled the youngster with salt spray.

Linda was bewildered by the audacious question and she turned away to get a breath of air for another blast of sea water got her on the face and neck.

Finally she plunged and the two swam together for a few yards. They gurgled and plopped around like to playful dolphins. They tickled each other and laughed and shouted like two happy children.

Lola had a powerful crawl stroke and she practically swam circles around little Linda. It was quite natural for Lola to be a good swimmer, Linda thought, hadn't she the privilege of living by the sea eight months of the year. Linda showed her sportive best and managed to do fairly well alongside the husky tanned sirene.

They swam softly and evenly for about fifteen minutes. Lola noticed that Linda was tiring and she headed for shore. They reached another small inlet bordered by shrubs and deep?green pines. Lola waded ashore.

Linda staggered after her, completely out of breath, puffing happily.

“Say, you swim quickly.”

“Not so badly.” Lola responded modestly stretching her body from side to side to attain some warmth from the slightly cool air. The sun peeked out from a white passing cloud and appeared in the azure blue.

“How about some sun for awhile?”

Linda was already face down in the warm white sand. She watched her companion take off her bikini. Then shedding off the two briefs revealed a torso completely browned with health giving color.

The adolescent couldn't take her eyes off the dark tanned nipples that extended at the end of the ample breasts.

Once her eyes did leave that fine massive proportion of bodily splendor it roamed down to the mass of hair that covered Lola's lower body. It was light?brown and frizzled due to the sharp rays of the sun.

The tuft of hair gave her a marvelous animal quality. It demonstrated her vigor. Yes, the superb nest was her animal fur and it dripped with the last drops of the sea that melted on her warm delicious torso.

The two woman remained in the sun quietly. Not a word was spoken and they listened to the lapping sound of the surf.

Linda lay on her belly scanning the marvels of sun?worshipping Lola who was stretched on her back in all her nude glory.

The young girl was surprised to see her own hand, as though guided by an unknown sorcerer, rubbed leisurely up against Lola's thigh.

Linda held her breath, but Lola didn't move. She wasn't sure if she was suffering from sunstroke or a rash impulse, but her hand kept moving along the thigh until it reached the border line of Lola's pubic hair. She felt as though a wonderful current were passing through her fingers into the very veins of her body.