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Chapter One – Sunday Afternoon
It was a baking hot afternoon in early August. For the past week the south of England had been enjoying a ridge of high pressure which showed no sign of moving and temperatures had soared way above the seasonal average, causing the grass to wilt and yellow, and stimulating the local insects into furious buzzing action. Around the ancient earthworks of the Iron Age hill-fort the air shimmered with the heat, the sun so fierce that this normally crowded beauty spot was almost deserted, even on a Sunday afternoon, when it was normally awash with dog-walkers and sightseers. Only a few hardy souls, for the most part dedicated mountain bikers, braved the unaccustomed heat. At the bottom of the path leading uphill, a few hundred yards from the car park, one unfortunate individual was sweating in his helmet and gloves as he furiously sought to repair the puncture in his front tyre that had caused him to fall behind his companions only minutes after they set off. Cursing, he paused in his labours to suck a skinned knuckle and as he did so his attention was caught by the sound of female voices, and looking up he saw two well dressed girls walking slowly up the path. From his position just off the established footpath, partially hidden by a rise in the ground, he studied the two as they drew level with him, too engrossed in their own conversation to be aware of his presence.
Suzi Breakspeare and Helen Chapman, he thought. Odd, I didn't think they were friends. Not surprising I suppose, similar types. A couple of years below me at school, but still completely out of my league – out of most peoples for that matter. Untouchable unless you've got a sports car, and a significant income. Bloody pretty girls though. Suzi....petite, blonde, great tits and arse – wonder if she knows that summer dress is virtually see-through when the sun's behind her? And Helen...taller, dark haired, athletic, less curvaceous, but with that deeply sensuous way of moving, and those devastating green eyes.... He swore quietly to himself, as the girls moved away up the path. No point thinking about the unobtainable, he consoled himself. "Too high maintenance, anyway" he muttered, and turned his attention once more to the mundane business of his deflated front tyre.
At the foot of the ditch that once marked the edge of the ramparts of the hill fort, the two young women stopped and turned to survey the spectacular view of the Sussex countryside. In the distance the Channel glistened in the sun, and the seaside town where they both lived could be seen nestling in the valley leading down to the coastal plain. "I love it up here", Suzi said, as they strolled slowly along the lip of the ancient moat. "It always seems somehow cleaner and purer than down in the town. And I keep thinking about the people who used to live here – you know, when it was a settlement – what did they believe in, how did they view life?"
"Probably a bloody sight more simply than we do", said Helen pausing to survey the impressive panorama. "After all, they were a primitive people. It was probably all they could do to keep themselves fed and clothed."
"I'm not so sure. This was a big flourishing community, people must have been born here, grown up here...made love here...." Suzi paused grinning at her companion. "You want to talk to me about something, don't you?"
"You know I do. That was why I called you this afternoon"
"As soon as you woke up and remembered what had happened?"
"Yes."
"OK", Suzi indicated a wooden bench a few yards away, under an isolated tree stunted by constant exposure to winter gales. "Shall we discuss this comfortably in the shade?"
Helen shrugged. "Since you've dragged me all the way up here, I suppose I might as well enjoy the view," she said. They walked slowly, in silence and sat together, staring southwards towards the sea. There was a long pause.
"In your own time", said Suzi, shooting the dark haired girl a mocking grin.
"I really don't know how you can take this all so coolly." Helen shook her head. "It obviously doesn't mean as much to you as it does me."
"What the hell makes you think that? Do you think I do that kind of thing all the time?"
"I don't know. I know I don't. I have no idea what you get up too. Before yesterday evening I barely knew you beyond the fact that you went out with James before I did"
Suzi made a dismissive gesture. "That's pretty irrelevant, isn't it? Ages ago."
"I suppose so – what I mean is...oh for God's sake! Doesn't what happened last night bother you?"
"Why should it?"
"Because we had sex last night, that's why! And in case it's escaped your notice we are both quite obviously female." Helen turned her head away, and for a fleeting moment Suzi thought she saw a tear in the corner of her companion's eye. She thought for a moment of reaching out and putting her arm around her shoulders, but instead she said gently: "Was that so bad?"
"No. It wasn't. That's the worst thing...it was wonderful....you were......I don't think I've ever...you know......" Her voice trailed off in an embarrassed fashion.
"Come so hard?" enquired her companion "You shouldn't be afraid to say it. You weren't shy about showing your appreciation last night!" the blonde flicked her hair back from her face and gave a wicked grin "But then I do give great head, don't I?"
"For Christ's sake Suzi, I'm not a fucking dyke!" Helen almost shouted the words. She was sobbing now, fumbling in her pocket for a tissue. Suzi cast a quick glance around, afraid that her outburst might have been overheard, but the earthworks were still largely deserted, apart form a few distant hill walkers. She leant close to her friend, raising her left hand to Helens' face and turning it forcibly towards her.
"Listen to me Helen. I'm not a dyke either. I like men, and at the right time there's nothing I like better than a hard cock. But that doesn't mean that I'm going to forgo all the other opportunities life can offer me. I think women's bodies are beautiful, I have done at least since I hit puberty and probably before that. I used to fantasise about making love with girls almost as much as I did with boys, and ever since I had my first lesbian experience I've always known that was going to be a significant part of my life. I've never had any doubts about my sexuality, and as far as I'm concerned it's perfectly normal to be bisexual. I think we all are, deep down. Have you never looked at a really pretty girl and wondered what it would be like to be in bed with her? Never stood in front of the mirror and admired your own body so much that you ended up touching yourself? 'Cos I know I have. Our bodies are so beautiful to look at and touch, it wouldn't be natural if we weren't fascinated by them." Suzi paused. She hadn't meant to make all of that sound like a lecture – and how much of that was her trying to convince herself that the feelings she had had for so long were perfectly normal?
"When I saw you at the party last night you looked so good I just knew I had to have you...it was making me wet just watching you dance, for God's sake; the way you move, the light on your skin. I found myself imagining what you would look like when you were making love." The dark haired girl drew a sharp inward breath, almost as if she had experienced a sudden pain, and Suzi knew instantly that she had painted a picture Helen found attractive.
"So I watched you and fantasised, wondering what would happen if I made a move. But I really didn't know how you'd respond when I approached you. I would never have tried to kiss if we hadn't ended up in the bathroom together"
"I still don't know why I let you in"
"Because really you wanted it to happen, or at least give it the chance to. You must have seen me watching you, or were you so caned?"
"No, I noticed you. Pete even said 'Suzi keeps staring at you'. He thought you were jealous of me."
"Of him, more like."
"Didn't you fancy any of the blokes there? What about that bloke you were with?"
Suzi made a dismissive gesture. "What about him? Come on, Helen! You and I can pull in any pub in town on any night we want. The world's full of blokes trying to get into our knickers. I bet you've got more than one on the go at the moment, haven't you?"
Helen grinned. The tears were gone now. "Might have...".
"See? And do you still want them? Yes you do! But on your terms, surely, not theirs? So why not have me as well? And don't tell me that when you opened the bathroom door to me last night you didn't secretly hope something would happen?"
Helen thought for a moment. "I was drunk, and I felt horny....you kept watching me and I wanted to know why.....when I heard you knock on the door I thought you were going to have a go at me or something. I was more scared than anything!"
"And then?"
"When we started kissing..." her body shook slightly as if in remembrance "I don't think I ever felt desire like that. I can't stop thinking about it....every moment since I woke up this morning, despite the stonking hangover. All I could think about was you"
Suzi giggled, a throaty sensuous noise. "All bad, I hope?"
"I thought you might be disappointed with me"
"Why would I think that?"
"Well...you did most of the work...."
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"Helen, baby you are so coy! You mean I made you come a lot? Yes I did. But it gave me pleasure watching you, tasting you, feeling you, hearing you.....oh fuck I'm getting so horny just thinking about it! I had to take myself in hand when I got home."
"Oh Suzi, I'm so sorry....."
"Please don't be! It was wonderful to give you all that pleasure."
"I was so drunk....."
"Not to worry. We can do it again any time you want....if you want to....?"
Helen turned to look her straight in the eye. "I do. That's the whole point. It's all I've thought about since I woke up this morning. I want to fuck you so badly. I just couldn't understand the strength of my feelings...I'm wet for you now...."
"Oh God!". Suzi stood up quickly and grabbed her partner's hand. "Come on, this way". Surprised, Helen had no choice but to follow. Hand in hand they walked quickly towards the centre of the hill fort, where the trees and gorse grew thickest. Scarcely pausing for breath, Suzi ducked down and led Helen through a tunnel of undergrowth barely three feet high. The taller girl struggled to keep her dark hair from snagging on the branches until she suddenly found herself propelled into a clearing with a floor of beaten earth about six feet in diameter. At one end was a knarled old tree against which Suzi leant in a sensuous manner.
"No one can see you in here" she said, with a grin. "Although if you're careful you can see out."
Helen looked around her. "You knew this was here?"
"I come here sometimes....I find being this close to nature quite erotic...it's nice to find a place you can enjoy yourself"
"What do you mean?" Helen wasn't quite sure she understood where this conversation was going.
"I mean I've come here before. In both senses of the word." Suzi laughed, "And always on my own, in case you were wondering".
"You mean you come up here to....masturbate?"
"Bluntly, yes."
"But why here?"
"For the same reason as you're here now. Because convention is boring. Of course it's nice to do it in the bath, or a nice soft bed with your favourite vibrator, but sometimes it's good to get out, remember that the veneer of civilisation is easily rubbed away...." Suzi let her own hands drift over her substantial breasts. "Are you still wet for me?"
Helen felt an electric bolt run through her belly. "Yes"
"Come here then, lover""
Helen walked forwards to where Suzi stood resting here back against the ancient tree. As they came face to face she reached out her hands and laid them gently on Suzi's hips, as the smaller girl reached up, took her face between her palms and pulled her lips down to hers. Suzi's tongue slid into Helen's mouth, and instantly she was reminded of the glorious pleasure that organ had given her the night before, so much so that she shuddered and moaned slightly at the memory, her hips moving in an almost involuntary circular motion, her nipples hardening and the dampness seeping between her legs. Suzi's tongue massaged hers gently, (so unlike most men she'd known who always seemed to be trying to beat her up with it) dancing and twisting, then pulling pack to give little flicks that caused minute spasms between her legs as she remembered her lovers attentions less than twenty- four hours before. In deference to the heat Helen was wearing a backless, halter neck black top, and her current state of excitement clearly showed that she wore no bra beneath the light fabric. The blonde girl reached behind her lover's neck, and gently unfastened the catch that held it in place, remembering as she did so how she had admired the rippling beauty of the exposed brown back on the climb up the hill. Leaning back slightly, she allowed the top to drop leaving Helen naked to the waist. She had the physique of someone who took a lot of physical exercise, and Suzi vaguely remembered that at some point at school she had been a County standard gymnast. Her skin was dark, the legacy of a Portuguese mother, and although her breasts were average size her broad muscular torso made them full and firm, each one capped by a small dark and extremely erect nipple. Almost unconsciously, Helen arched her back slightly to push her chest closer to her lover, lifting her head slightly as she did so.
"That's what I love about you", Suzi leant forward to whisper huskily in her ear, "You know just how good you look, don't you? We're pretty much alike in some ways, you and I."
She ran the palm of her hand across a nipple, a gentle circular motion. "I bet you've been thinking about what all those blokes we know would be doing to themselves if they knew we were doing this, haven't you?" Helen swallowed hard and nodded. Suzi lowered her head and took a nipple into her mouth. Helen gave a little moan as the blonde bit it gently.
Without raising her head she said, "I love that power. They can fuck me, but always on my terms. The one thing they can never give me is what I get with another girl. And power makes me sooooooo horny!"
She straightened up and took a step backwards, reaching up behind her back. She found the zip at the neck of the simple white dress she wore, and pulled it down. Then in one easy movement she shrugged her shoulders, and the dress fell around her ankles. Again she reached behind and unfastened her white bra, sliding the straps quickly off her arms as she freed her breasts. Then, hooking her thumbs in the elastic of her thong, she tugged it downward and stepped out of it. Hanging all her clothing casually on a convenient bush, Suzi turned to face her new lover, naked except for a pair of summer sandals. In single casual move, she leant herself against the stunted tree, draping her arms along two convenient branches.
"Now's your chance to atone for last night!" she smiled.
Helen stood staring at her for a long time, feeling the hot sun on her naked breasts, unconsciously caressing them gently as she drank in the sight before her.
Suzi Breakspeare had a body built for sex. Shorter in height and paler skinned than her partner, she had just enough muscle tone to accentuate every curve of her glorious body. Although she knew very little about her really, Helen was sufficiently aware of Suzi's personality to know that she was far too lazy to ever take any serious exercise, and that consequently her wonderful shape of her body must be entirely due to extremely fortunate genes. Her tiny waist even further flattered the swell of her sizeable breasts, with the pink nipples that jutted provocatively forward; her stomach was flat, her hips just slightly curved, and her long legs firm and shapely. She had her head tilted back slightly resting on the trunk of the tree as she returned Helen's gaze steadily.
"Like what you see?" she murmured, provocatively lifting her right leg to allow her foot to rest on a convenient protruding root. As she rested there with her legs slightly apart, Helen noticed for the first time that Suzi had completely shaved her pubic region, and she wondered why this had not occurred to her the night before.
"You look like you're all prepared for some ritual sacrifice". Helen moved forward, still faintly unsure of what to do, suddenly finding herself feeling awkward.
Suzi gave another throaty giggle: "Shouldn't I be a virgin, then? I think it's probably a bit late for that."
"I don't know....surely a true sacrifice can only be of something you really value?" They were really close now, breasts almost touching. "Like a woman who's a dynamite fuck?"
"Well, you can judge me on that one, baby". Suzi closed her eyes. "I offer myself up as a sacrifice to the High Priestess. Show me heaven......"
Helen leant forward and took one of Suzi's nipples into her mouth, cupping the breast in her hand as she did so. Her other hand slid around her lover's waist, running slowly across her stomach, pausing briefly to circle the silver belly bar that adorned her abdomen , then up to her breast and down again in a long, slow, deliberate gestures that gently tickled and teased. She sucked hard on the nipple, then taking it between her teeth and tugging gently, for which she was rewarded with a sharp grunt of pleasure. Gently, she tongued the areola, while pinching the opposite between her thumb and forefinger, already beginning to lose herself in the splendour of the body on offer before her, when from nowhere came the incongruous sound of a mobile ring tone. Suzi's eyes snapped open as Helen straightened suddenly and fumbled to retrieve her phone from her back pocket. She looked quickly at the display, and then looked directly at her naked lover, while raising her finger to her lips as pressed the answer button.
"Hi.....yes, I'm awake......no, I'm out......for a walk......why not? It's a lovely day, in case you haven't noticed.......no, not on my own, with a friend."
As she spoke she began to tease Suzi's nipples again with her spare hand, first one and then the other. The smaller girl grinned, relaxed and closed her eyes as she rested back against the trunk of the tree, her pleasure heightened by the knowledge of what Helen was doing.
"No, I'm not going to be back for a while.......it's really nice and I'm really enjoying myself......I really should do this more often" Helen fought back the urge to giggle, "I'll maybe see you tonight, but I think I might be a bit tired.....yes ok, call me if you must...... What?..... Oh, Suzi, if that's quite all right with you? Bye."
Helen giggled out loud as she turned the phone off and stuffed it back in her pocket.
"He'll never know, will he?"
"Unless you tell him."
"No way! Pete can be a real jealous bastard sometimes. He'd probably flip"
"Don't think about him, babes. Think about your poor sacrifice who is so begging for your tongue."
Helen smiled at her, and kissed her deeply and passionately. Pulling her mouth away she ran her tongue down her lovers chin, nibbling her neck, and then across her throat and over her breasts, pausing briefly to nibble on each nipple. Then down, leaving a wet trail across the flat stomach, circling the belly bar, and onward to the mound between her legs, dropping to her knees as she did so. She was so close she could smell Suzi's excitement, see the beads of moisture on the lips of her pussy, and inhale the musky scent that caused a similar reaction between her own legs. Reaching around to grasp the perfect buttocks as they lifted from the tree trunk, Helen ran her tongue for the first time across another woman's pussy. She was struck immediately by how different it was from giving a man a blow-job. There was no hard, semi threatening organ that need taming here, no need to worry about being choked; just a row of gentle folds that responded oh so sweetly to the gentle caresses of her tongue, each gentle lapping action generating a reciprocal grunt or moan of approval from somewhere above her head. Trying to remember what she liked, and what she had enjoyed the night before, she circled the clitoris slowly with her tongue, every four or five rotations placing it underneath and giving a sharp flick upwards. At the first of these flicks, she felt Suzi's hips buck beneath her, pushing her pussy into Helen's mouth, and the blonde girl's hands came down and gabbed her hair, as if to ensure she would not stop until she had delivered satisfaction.
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