They dismounted, and left the horses contentedly grazing nearby. Barb knew that Trixie would nicker*or blow if she saw anyone else approaching, depending on whether she liked them or not, so she felt quite happy about leaving her horse to keep watch for her.
Just for an instant, Barb wondered about getting back onto Trixie and heading back to the Abbey at a full gallop. What in God’s name did she think she was playing at! This was a mistake!
Then Siss took off her helmet, then shook her head, releasing that wonderful hair to spill down over her shoulders. Barb was mesmerised. “I don’t know what to do…”
Siss did not reply. She came over and simply placed a finger onto Barb’s lips.
Then she removed Barb’s own helmet, and reached back and eased out the band that was holding Barb’s hair in a pony tail. She arranged it so that it was framing Barbs faces, stroking it and caressing it.
Barb forgot to breathe.
“You,” breathed Siss, “are beautiful.”
She picked up a length of Barb’s hair and played with it, kissing it, then she dropped it. She slowly ran the back of a finger from Barb’s cheek down to her chin, then, gently holding her chin between thumb and forefinger, she leaned forwards, and, for the first time, their lips met.
Barb, exhilarated, closed her eyes. Several times, Siss just brushed her lips with her own, then Barb felt Siss’ tongue, again so gentle, as it just touched her own.
She opened her mouth a little wider, inviting Siss in, and Siss responded, her tongue easing deeper.
As their tongues curved and curled around each other, Barb felt Siss’ fingers gently, methodically, undoing the buttons of her jacket, which she then slipped off. It fell, forgotten, onto the grass.
Siss’ fingers were on her blouse buttons! Barb couldn’t believe this was happening to her. She began to feel the warm summer breeze on her body as her blouse was loosened, then it, too was on the ground.
Siss stood back, slipped off her own jacket, and admired her. Barb looked splendid in her bra and riding trousers! They both took off their boots, Barb thought the grass felt lovely under her bare feet. Siss reached down, took Barb’s hand, and raised it to her own blouse. Barb felt that she was fumbling rather – the thought that she was undressing this magnificent woman was making her all fingers and thumbs. Suddenly she realised that Siss had nothing on beneath it, and as she opened it, she saw her breasts.
They weren’t as good as she’d imagined them. They were much, much better. Siss was very much aroused, which had added wonder to perfection, her nipples straining forward from tense areolae.
“Oh! Siss!”
She gazed at them, stroking them, feeling their shape and texture, feeling the hardness of the nipples. Siss pushed off her trousers and underwear, and she was nude.
Lady Barbara gazed at her, her eyes taking in every detail , then removed her bra.
“You are beautiful!” said Siss.
Siss lay down on the grass, and Barb took off her trousers and drenched panties.
Siss looked at her. “Come here!”
She pulled Barb down to her, and this time when they kissed it was deep, passionate, electrifying.
Barb could feel Siss’ hands on her back, caressing the dimples in the small of her back, stroking her buttocks. Her own hands were on Siss’s breasts, stimulating the nipples into ever-greater tumescence.
Barb groaned as Siss’ fingers found their way to her labia. “You are SO moist, Barb!”
“That’s the effect you have on me!”
Siss didn’t reply, just took Barb’s hand from her breast, and moved it down between her own legs, easing her fingers into her labia, which was just as moist.
“Just…stroke...gently”
Barb did as she was asked, her fingers carefully caressing over, and then within, the labia, forward to Siss’ clitoris.
“Uh-uh, Barb! Not so fast…you first!”
She eased Barb onto her back, kissing and teasing her nipples, and then she kissed her way down her abdomen. She felt Siss’ tongue in her labia, then it was circling and stroking her clitoris.
She was already so very aroused, and she felt a kind of tension building within her pelvis. Siss’ practiced tongue continued to tease and caress her clit, as Barb writhed in building excitement, until it felt as if her entire body was pulsing with released pleasure. “Oh, SISSSS! Oh God! Oh! That was amazing!”
She took Siss in her arms, just then she loved her more than anyone else in the whole world, she had never experienced such bliss! For a moment she just held her, kissed her, then took her nipple, nearly her whole breast, into her mouth, while her fingers resumed their exploration of Siss’ clit. There was plenty of moisture there to keep her finger wet and supple, and she knew, from pleasuring herself, exactly how much pressure to use.
Siss loved the simulateous nipple and clitoral stimulation, soon she, too, was groaning in ecstasy…
“Don’t stop, Barb!”
Barb didn’t stop. She had no intention of stopping, until....
“Oh! Oh! Oh! YESSSSS!”
It took Siss a few minutes to recover, then she reached up and stroked Barb’s hair.
“You are beautiful!” said Siss.
Ever been in a situation where you can actually hear your heart pounding....this episode has done that to me!
Wow Wragg Wow !!
For the "first time" Barb seemed strangely efficient ant getting Siss to pop....
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