Message-ID: <37523asstr$1027635003@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: "Laura Davis" Mime-Version: 1.0 X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 25 Jul 2002 19:30:50.0651 (UTC) FILETIME=[C8B9E6B0:01C23411] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 25 Jul 2002 15:30:50 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} A Vacation at the Cape by Laura Lynn Davis, F/F Date: Thu, 25 Jul 2002 18:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: kelly, gill-bates A Vacation at the Cape by Laura Lynn Davis, F/F ldavis4@hotmail.com It's the 26th of July, a Friday, and I'm sitting on the beach reading a mystery novel. Jason and they boys have gone up to Boston to go to the aquarium and a Red Sox game. They left before 8:00 a.m. and won't be back until late. I have the whole day to myself, my last day of being thirty. A young woman arrives and spreads her towel near me, slightly to one side and closer to the water. She's a slender tomboy with close-cropped red hair and lots of freckles. I watch her out of the corner of my eye as she covers herself with suntan lotion. It must have a high SPF because her skin is only lightly tanned. She finishes applying the lotion everyplace she can reach. Then she glances at me and smiles. "Would you mind doing my back?" Her request surprises me but I return her smile and say, "No, not at all." She comes over and hands me the bottle of lotion. I see that it's SPF 35. She turns, crouches, and reaches back to unhook her top. I squirt a generous dollop of lotion into my palm and set the bottle down. I rub my hands together for a moment and then begin spreading the lotion over her back. Her skin is soft and smooth and, except for the freckles, flawless. When I'm done she thanks me and returns to her towel. I watch as she stretches out on her stomach. She slips her top off and balls it up before setting it aside. I return to my book and pretend to read. She's wearing a thong and for all it covers she might as well be naked. Her buttocks are tight and firm and I can't help staring. I close my eyes and let my head drop back. What's happening? I've never been attracted to another woman but this girl fascinates me. And she is a girl, I doubt she's more than eighteen or nineteen. Probably a college girl working at one of the local restaurants for the summer. I scold myself for being foolish. "You're too old, too married, and too straight to be thinking about strange girls." I open my eyes and glance around. The redhead's eyes are closed and she seems to be dozing. A few minutes pass and she's still asleep. She's been in the sun for a good twenty minutes. I debate with myself before getting up. I crouch and touch her shoulder. "Wake up. You're going to burn." Her eyes open but she doesn't move for a moment. Then she sits up and smiles. "Thanks! I'm so tired it's hard to keep my eyes open." I try to focus on her face but I can't help dropping my eyes to her chest. Her breasts are small and pert, perfectly conical, tipped with pointy little pink nipples. I drag my gaze back to her face and she's smiling. I turn away, blushing, confused, and go back to my chair. She puts suntan lotion on her breasts and stretches out on her back. A few minutes later I gather up my things to go back to the cottage for lunch. "Leaving so soon?" I glance around and see her smiling at me. "I'll be back after lunch." I hesitate for a moment. "Would you like to join me?" I'm astonished at myself for asking. She nods. "Yes, thanks." I watch as she slips into her top. As she folds her towel she says, "My name is Jody. I work over at Justine's. Have you been there?" I shake my head. "No, it's not really a family place, is it?" She laughs. "No, not really. Not even close." Justine's is a trendy new restaurant where the waitresses all wear little leather skirts and vests. There's a definite S/M tone to the place and it's very popular. We continue to chat and I learn that she's twenty-one, a student at Boston College and is from Cedar Rapids originally. We continue to chat while fixing lunch, a salad with chicken I cooked the night before. As we work I find myself wishing she hadn't bothered to put her top on. She catches me looking at her breasts and smiles. She bumps me with her hip. "Would you like me to take it off again?" I hesitate, then whisper, "Yes." She unhooks her top and tosses it on the counter. She smiles. "Your turn." My bikini is more modest. I blush as I unhook my top and slip it off. She glances at my full firm breasts and smiles. "Nice. Very nice!" Then she turns and finishes washing some celery. There's an open bottle of white wine in the refrigerator and we each have a glass with our salad. Afterwards, I wash and she dries. I'm rinsing the sink when I feel a tug on the bottom of my suit. I stand there and let her pull it down. I step out of it and she leans against me. I feel her hard, pointy nipples against my back. She slips her hands around me and cups my breasts. "God, you've got nice tits!" I sigh with pleasure as she plays with my nipples. "Have you ever done it with a woman?" I shake my head. "No." She chuckles. "Good!" She turns me around and kisses me, pushing her knee between my legs. I moan as she rubs her thigh against my mound while her tongue explores my mouth. She crouches and her tongue finds my clit. I run my fingers through her hair, moaning with pleasure as her tongue explores my cunt. I come with an explosive rush, my hands on her shoulders to keep me from collapsing on top of her. Twenty minutes later we are back on the beach, our towels spread side-by-side. It's very hot and humid and the beach is crowded. We are in a little hollow in the dunes, well back from the water. We can see the water if we sit but it's invisible if we stretch out. Jody removes her bathing suit and covers herself with suntan lotion. She pauses for a moment. "Take your suit off, Carolyn." I strip obediently and she hands me the suntan lotion. We sunbathe nude for about thirty minutes. Then we go back to the cottage and she fucks me with a strap-on she gets from her car. She brings two in - one is long and thick and that's the one she fucks me with. The other is shorter and slender. I ask her about it and she smiles. "That's for anal." I shiver and shake my head. "No." She slaps me, a light blow that doesn't really hurt. "Roll onto your belly." I roll over and watch while she greases it. Then she spreads my buttocks and greases my anus. I moan and whimper but I enjoy having her touch me there. She slaps my butt and tells me to pull my knees up under me. I obey and then she spreads me and slips the dildo into my ass. I rest my head on my arms while she fucks me with slow, smooth strokes. I slip one hand between my legs and masturbate. I come a few moments after she does. We are both drenched with sweat but she switches back to the other dildo and fucks me again. I moan and whimper and come again. I've never had three orgasms in the same day and I'm limp and drained. We rest for a while and then shower together. She pushes me to my knees and I eat pussy for the first time. I love the taste of her, love the deliciously wicked act of going down on another woman. I bring her to orgasm twice while the water cascades over us. It's cold by the time she comes the second time and we tumble out, shivering, and dry each other off. It's four p.m. She has to be at work at 6:30. Time for one more fuck before she leaves. She asks where I want it and I surprise both of us by saying, "In my ass. I want you to fuck me in my ass." She greases me and fucks me while I whimper and moan and beg her to go harder, faster, deeper. She's gone by five. I shower again and masturbate in the shower, amazed at my sudden capacity for non-stop sex. I settle down to watch the game on TV. I'm wearing one of Jason's old undershirts and panties. Jason calls from Fenway to tell me he and the boys are going to stay overnight in Boston. We chat for a while. I tell Jason I spent an uneventful day on the beach. I find myself wondering what he'd say if I told him about Jody. He'd probably get all excited. But I keep quiet. After we hang up I get dressed and go to Justine's for dinner. I ask for one of Jody's tables. She looks sexy in her little leather skirt and matching vest. She's wearing a pair of strappy sandals with a high heel. Her legs are bare and sleek. Her vest is held closed by a single leather thong. Her pert breasts are tantalizing visible as she moves. Her skirt is so short that it barely reaches the tops of her thighs. As she sets my salad down I find myself wondering if she has anything on underneath. I ask and she shakes her head, smiling. I tell her that Jason and the boys are staying over in Boston. She grins. "I get off at 1:00." "Will you come over?" She shrugs. "Maybe. If you beg." I glance around. She chuckles. "Not here. I'm on break in thirty minutes. I'll meet you in the parking lot." Later, in the parking lot, I get down on my knees and beg her to come over after she gets off. It's humiliating and very exciting. She leans against my car and says, "Eat me, bitch." I go down on her right there, not caring if anyone sees us. She arrives at the cottage shortly after 1:30. She has another girl with her. I get mad but Jody slaps me and tells me to get my clothes off. Jody makes me go down on her friend while she fucks me. Then they switch and I go down on Jody while Katie fucks me. Later, they sit together on the sofa, sipping wine, while I dance naked for their amusement. I realize that I'm enjoying it, confirming the fact that I'm a total slut. They decide to shave me and I struggle but they subdue me fairly quickly. They spread eagle me on the bed and tie me with pantyhose. They shave me, fuck me, and then untie me. They leave and I fall asleep wondering what I'm going to tell Jason about being shaved. I shouldn't have worried. He loved seeing my bare pussy and when he asked what made me shave I just shrugged and said, "Oh, I was just curious about how I'd look." My parents came up for the weekend and Jason and I went out for dinner on Saturday night. To Justine's. He loved it. Jody walked by our table and smiled. I asked Jason what he thought of her. He watched her for a moment and shrugged. "She's cute but too skinny. She looks like a dyke to me." He leaned close and whispered, "Do you want me to fix you up with her?" He was kidding and we both knew it. I laughed. "No, thanks. Been there, done that." He laughed too and never realized that I wasn't just going along with his joke. The End _________________________________________________________________ Send and receive Hotmail on your mobile device: http://mobile.msn.com -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+