1. Hollow Girl


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    “Oh don’t be shy, hon. We’re both grownups. I had a diddle looking up your skirt and you got a cheeky shot of me, doing it. Fair’s fair, eh? Come and sit down. Leave your flip-flops there.” Those lips. Like great fat fruit. Was Aela born, or blossomed out by nature to entice every creature on the planet? Saskia wished she'd brought her camera. She could spend her life photographing this girl. The flip and swing of Aela's hips lured Saskia into a surrealist, tropical interior. Bewildering in its massiveness, it was more fairy forest than cabin, lit by dappled sun from the hotchpotch of windows and foliage. An ancient, glowingly waxed wood floor felt silky soft beneath her bare feet . A flowery fragrance made her head spin. Next thing she knew she was sat on a carved driftwood bench, watching Aela fill two cups. “Home brew,” she announced, handing Saskia a cup. “Go easy, it's stronger than it seems.” Aela gulped hers and sucked her top lip. “So. I’d love to see your picture. I'm an artist too, you know.” Saskia sipped the tea, it tasted minty and made her want to giggle. If there was a reason she had come, she couldn't remember it. “Sorry I don't-- Oh! All my work is on the cloud!” She blustered. Then clammed up. Was that really going to be the first thing she said to this woman? “On the cloud!” Aela slapped her thighs and laughed. Then frowned when Saskia didn't. Saskia pulled out her smart phone, and Aela sat beside her. A scent of damp earth rolled off her, encouraging ...
    Saskia close enough to press their legs together. The heat of their thighs mingling through two thin layers of cotton reminded Saskia of the nakedness beneath her skirt. She pulled up the photograph and Aela peered, holding Saskia's trembling hand steady. “Oh my,” she said, “is that…” Saskia zoomed in. Aela covered her mouth. She swivelled both barrels of blue at her, and Saskia became transparent; the night before bursting out of her glass skin like the plants in this boat. How Saskia had mimicked Aela, thighs splayed to the screen, fingers digging. Aela seemed to see it all. She smiled and nudged Saskia, who fiddled with her phone, switching it off. Suddenly, Aela hopped to her feet. “I don't know why I bothered putting this on for you, then.” In a fluid sweep, she yanked her smock off over her head. Saskia jerked rigid. Aela was naked underneath. Saskia shifted to escape, but the golden sweeps of Aela’s curves were planted right in front of her. The upward tilt of breasts above her, stout legs barring the way below, and the honey tufted dome of her mound planted right in front of her face. Even after a night of staring at her photo, Saskia didn’t know where to look, now. Aela tossed the dress. “I love your eyes, black as holes, aren't they?” She smirked, and twisted this way and that. “Your eyelashes are fluttering like wicked butterflies, too.” She put her hands on her hips. Saskia wanted to curl up. She wanted to slap this woman. She wanted to kiss her. There. In that ...
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