Linda's strange vacation

Boldly Linda moved in on her friend who received her in her arms with a wide sensual smile. Suddenly the two women were startled by some voices coming from the brush.

Linda sprung to her feet her face red with shame. Had someone seen them together? She still was festered with her bourgeois education. Lola merely looked around tranquilly while seated on her famous rear and two elbows.

“That's probably Bert and Alice. They are really like two overheated dogs the way they go at it.” She seemed to visualize the young couple as an engaging smile formed around her mouth.

“What are they doing back there?” Linda suspected what they may be doing, but she wanted to hear it from Lola's own lips.

“But, my dear, it's quite simple. Bert is only fornicating with our adorable maid. I must say that for a boy of his age he isn't lacking in certain qualities. As for that matter, Alice isn't either.” She giggled and smiled as she listened to the muffled voices with their effortless moans behind the bush.

Linda was dumbstruck and she couldn't find the courage to return to the outstretched position she had taken on the warm, form?fitting sand. Lola jerked her head up at once and concluded.

“Come along, we'll surprise them. The naughty children. For shame.” She sprung to her legs with a teasing expression on her face.

She took Linda by the hand and practically dragged her by force to the wooded area. Linda followed like some one in a lethargic state, who vaguely has the sensation that something strange is going to happen.

At the brink of the pines, Lola pointed to a spot that was encircled by brush. She put her finger to her lips in signification that she wished the utmost silence. They two tip?toed cautiously, moving in on their objective.

All at once Lola threw herself to the ground as though she were performing a military manoeuver. Linda imitated her even though she was startled and fed up with the total aurora of secrecy.

Then through a clump of thinned?out bushes, she managed to see Bert and a winsome young girl in an odd position for two youngsters such as they. Lola was right. They were behaving in a most obscene fashion. Bert was straddling the girl as though she were a dog or something. Linda was surprised to see her on all fours.

Bert was merciless in his push?pull, cork?snapping movements. The young maid emitted several cries. It was difficult for Linda to distinguish whether those cries were of pain or of pleasure.

Linda was transfixed to the spot. She was positively excited by these new erotic scenes. She said to herself that they were devastating to say die least. With her right hand she brushed some drool away from her lips.

Lola noticed her gest and almost began to laugh.

“But he's putting it…”

Lola covered her mouth to keep her voice under control.

“No, my pet. He isn't buggering her, as your boy friends in London probably use the term, he's making love to her roman fashion. Of course, you don't know what that is?” Linda's Strange Vacation

Lola gingerly stripped Linda of her bikini. Linda was perplexed. It was impossible for her to cry out for fear of disturbing the others. Oh, what a ridiculous situation she was. in. But the adept hands of the undulating Lola brought about a new perspective to her limited horizons. When Linda turned to reproach her friend, she remarked that Lola's eyes were almost blood?shot. It had come about all of sudden as though she were stricken by some unknown condition or… passion.

Her hand went straight to Linda's pussy and the tips of her long supple fingers worked miracles in that region of love. Soon she had Linda panting and straining to keep from being found out by Bert and Alice. Anyway they were humming their own tune and it is a hundred to one that they would have heard.

Linda let herself be masturbated while looking on to the magnificent show in front of her. Good?naturedly she thought of Lola. Poor Lola was being left out. So Linda, thoughtful and courteous, placed her trembling hand down on the curly blossom that thinned out at the tummy. The two women began to masturbate each other while regarding a pair of minors screw with the rhythm of perfect professionals.

It was not long before Linda felt a wave of pleasure descend upon her. She sensed a multitude of warm prickly thrills invade her sex which was carefully being explored by diligent Lola.

She started to groan, but held back as best she good. Her teeth were sealed together. (Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.) The proverb took life and Linda fingered her impetuous companion.

Lola's thighs were divine. They were the thighs of a woman who was voluptuous and mighty. Linda did not feel disgusted by the act which surprised her no end. Abstractly, if she had thought it over when alone, she would have berated herself a thousand times for being so low and uncouth, but this very real performance delighted her. She clutched at the thighs.