Leah’s heart pounded with excitement. She had been quite envious, and not a little disheartened, to see Lena so eager to escort Caroline off for another dance. Perhaps in dancing and flirting with Leah, Lena had only been doing her duty after all, and didn’t really find her attractive. Caroline was the confident one, who always got all the attention. But now at least, it seemed that Leah had found herself a genuine admirer. Annika was pretty, with a sweet smile and a very lovely figure. And she seemed nice, disarmingly shy and simple.
“So where are we going?” Leah asked, curious, as Annika led her through the crowd.
“Um,” Annika hesitated, “I just want to show you around a bit. There are some really nice parts of the house. I hope you will like it.”
“I’m sure I will,” Leah replied.
They walked hand in hand slowly towards the main archway through which most of the guests were entering. The room was crowded and they had to skirt the dance floor, negotiating a narrow path between the dancers and the crowd surrounding the bar, Annika walking slightly ahead and leading Leah by the hand.
When they reached the archway and stepped out into the grand hallway, Annika turned and looked back over Leah’s shoulder nervously as if scanning the crowd behind them for a moment, then she let go of Leah’s hand and pointed to the right, “This way.”
Leah simply nodded and followed. They walked a short way through the main space, back towards the corridor that had brought her and Caroline and Ellen there from the main door. Before they reached it, Annika guided Leah off to the right to the foot of a carpeted flight of stairs. Annika turned to Leah with a smile, “Up here first.”
Leah bunched the sides of her dress in her fists and hurried up the staircase after Annika. The staircase made one turn back on itself, then another. Leah slowed, struggling to keep up in her high heels.
At the top of the final flight of steps, Annika was waiting for her, holding out her hand, “Here we are,” she said, her sweet face lit up with excitement. Another door in front of them opened up to the fresh air and the late evening sun. Guiding Leah carefully over a small threshold, Annika led the way out onto a narrow wooden walkway that skirted one side of the building as a sort of extended balcony.
Leah looked down onto part of the gardens. They were a few floors up, but perhaps not quite at the highest level of the building. Below them, two rows of torches marked a path across the lawn and around behind a curved, buttressed part of the building that looked as though it could be the far end of the great hall. “Wow,” said Leah, looking out onto the mountaintops across the valley, glowing in the sunset, “This is really nice.”
“This is one of my favorite parts of the Summer House,” said Annika, “Here they have some of the coziest guest rooms.”
“Guest rooms?” said Leah, wondering.
Annika turned to her as they reached the first of a row of small doors made of the same sun-blackened wood as the walkway, “Later I want to take you to another part of the house, where we can have some fun together,” she took Leah’s hand, “But if we are going there, then there is something else I need to show you before we do.”
“Um, okay,” Leah was puzzled.
Annika saw the look on her face, “Please trust me,” she said, pushing the door open, “It’s important.”
Leah followed Annika in, ducking to get under the low doorway. Annika turned a switch and a small, cozy room filled with a gentle, diffuse light. The far wall was painted a deep red, and on it hung an oil painting of the mountains at dusk. The two side walls were made of the same rough stone as the exterior of the building, in parts plastered over. The furnishings consisted of two neatly made wooden beds, a wicker chair and a bulky wardrobe with tall mirrors set into the doors. To one side, another door holding a pane of frosted glass was ajar, presumably leading into a bathroom.
“This is very nice,” said Leah, instinctively keeping her voice low in the quiet of the room. The place was like a little cozy cabin in a guest house. She turned to Annika, wondering now whether she was expected to do something.
“Wait one moment,” said Annika, her voice also low. She bent down and pulled off her shoes one after the other. Shoes off, she stood eye to eye with Leah. The floor, Leah realized, was slightly uneven.
Leah’s heart was racing, and she felt a tantalizing, pleasant nervousness in her stomach. Leah wondered whether she should kiss Annika, or start to get undressed. She brought her fingers to the concealed zip at the side of her dress that would loosen it at the chest. She held Annika’s gaze, hoping she looked confident, seductive, then pulled down the zip and shrugged off the shoulders of her dress until the neckline met her nipples, the tops of her big breasts bulging out.
“Kiss me,” said Annika, stepping towards Leah.
Leah took one step forward to meet her, and planted her arms around Annika’s neck. They kissed, at first their lips just touching lightly. Leah brought her body closer so that they pressed against each other, and she opened her lips to kiss Annika deeper. Annika put her arms around Leah’s waist and hugged her tight, her fingers working at the back of Leah’s dress to pull it up bit by bit until Leah felt her backside bared to the cool air. Leah slid her tongue into Annika’s mouth, kissing her passionately, and Annika’s hands grabbed Leah’s buttocks, kneading them and pulling them apart.
“You’re so hot,” Annika whispered in her ear. Leah pressed their bodies tighter together, and felt something hard pressing, rather pleasantly, between her legs. She brought one hand down to fiddle at the button of Annika’s jeans until it popped open and Leah was able to slide her hand inside. At first she thought Annika must have some sort of dildo or toy strapped around her waist, but then her hand clasped around what was unmistakably real, soft skin. Against the palm of her fist was what felt like a warm and slowly stiffening dick, twitching faintly in her grip.
Leah looked down at what she held in her hand and gasped, a brief startle twitching through her body. But despite her surprise, she kept hold of it. It was very definitely a dick. Leah hadn’t seen all that many in her life, and had touched even fewer. Perhaps only once had she held one in her hand like this, back when she had still been finding herself, occasionally relenting to boys’ bothersome attentions in the hope that she might yet discover something interesting about them. As far as Leah could recall, Annika’s compared very favorably to those few that Leah had been in the presence of for long enough to assess for size. It looked large enough that the tip of it might still protrude even if Leah gripped it with both hands one above the other, and it appeared still to be lengthening a little as it fully hardened. Leah looked up into Annika’s face. It was a very feminine face, and pretty. There was no question that Annika was a girl.
“Please,” whispered Annika, “Don’t worry. I’m a normal girl.”
“Okay,” Leah replied, not able to think of anything else to say.
“Mostly, at least,” Annika’s worried expression softened for a moment, as she almost laughed, “Just with the one big difference.”
“Okay,” Leah repeated. She laughed, too. “It is a big difference, isn’t it?”
“Oh,” Annika replied hesitantly, then giggled, “Thanks.”
Leah stood there for a moment, her lips still on Annika’s face, not sure what to do. After a pause that seemed uncomfortably long, Leah tightened her grip a little and began to stroke. “Is that nice?” she whispered.
“It’s really nice,” Annika smiled, “But please, only do whatever you want to. I won’t be offended if you want to leave.”
Leah was somewhat reeling from the surprise, but she knew that if she left now, she would feel terribly ashamed, and guilty too. It would be cruel to abandon Annika. She was a beautiful girl, and Leah realized as they kissed again that she wanted Annika enough for it not to matter. “No,” Leah said, her throat clamping shut momentarily with nervousness, “I don’t want to leave. I like you.”
“You are very kind,” said Annika softly, her voice coming out in small, quiet grunts of concentration.
Leah stroked Annika harder still, “Is that nice if I go a bit harder?”
“Yes,” Annika gasped, “Can I get undressed?”
“Of course,” Leah whispered in her ear. She let go of Annika’s dick and withdrew her hand, stepping back a moment to let Annika slide her jeans down over her hips. As the waistband slid down, Leah saw the base of Annika’s dick appear, then its whole length suddenly spring free as the jeans slid over Annika’s thighs and onto the floor.
Annika reached up and pulled her top off over her head in one swift movement. She stood naked in front of Leah, her arms folded shyly across her chest. Her full, brown hair was tousled across her face. Her breasts were small and soft, squashed under her folded arms. Her waist was slim and widened out into curved, womanly hips, and between her smooth thighs there hung her long, half-hard dick, still faintly twitching from the pleasure of Leah’s attentions.
“Can, um, can I touch it?” asked Leah, feeling rather foolish as soon as she spoke. She had been touching it already just a moment ago, but now that Annika was completely naked the thought of just reaching out and taking hold of her dick felt somehow different.
“If you want to,” Annika replied, giving a nervous giggle.
Leah reached out and took it in her hand, though a little more tenderly than she had done just before. It was warm, almost hot, and it responded instantly to her touch with a hard throb, beginning to stiffen. Leah gave it a few gentle strokes on its underside with the palm of her hand. Stroking all way down the shaft, Leah felt at its base Annika’s smooth balls. She hefted them in her hand, quite heavy. She looked into Annika’s face and was very gratified to see an open-mouthed, silent moan of pleasure.
“Ohh, yes, you’re too kind,” groaned Annika quietly, as Leah gave her dick one slow, firm pump.
“Shh,” Leah put one finger to Annika’s lips, “Just enjoy yourself.”
Though strange at first, Leah found it very satisfying to be giving Annika such pleasure, and so easily. With every soft stroke or sudden grasp and pump, Leah could wring a throb or a groan from Annika’s body, slowly working her up until she was gasping and grunting, her body stiffening as she tried to thrust into Leah’s hand. Leah was surprised at how excited she was. She could feel her pussy pulsing hard in sympathy with Annika’s throbs.
Leah wanted to give Annika as much pleasure as she could. An idle fantasy flitted through her mind, of Annika gossiping to all her friends about what an amazing time Leah had shown her. “Um,” Leah started, “Are you… Do some of the other girls also…?”
Annika smiled at her, “The Summer Ball,” she said, somewhat out of breath, “Is where girls like me go, to meet girls like you.”
“And, um, are there many girls like you to meet?”
“Maybe, I don’t know,” Annika seemed to ponder for a moment, “Perhaps a quarter of the girls here tonight.”
“So many?” said Leah, her imagination racing for a moment.
Annika grinned, “Please, don’t stop!”
Leah realized she had stopped caressing Annika’s dick, and was simply holding it loosely in her hand. “Oh, sorry,” she said.
Then something occurred to her, a sudden, impulsive desire. She kissed Annika once on the lips, then knelt down in front of her. She looked up with a smile at Annika, who looked down, and their eyes met. Holding Annika’s gaze, Leah brought her lips to the tip of Annika’s dick, planting them gently against it. Leah was immediately rewarded with a sweet, girlish grunt of appreciation from Annika. As Leah pursed her lips open and slid them gently back and forth, moistening the tip of Annika’s dick with saliva, Annika brought her hands down to Leah’s head and began to stroke her hair, gently scratching her scalp. The tickle of Annika’s fingers sent shivers of tingly, relaxing pleasure down Leah’s back. With one hand she took hold of Annika’s dick again to steady it against her lips, then with the other she reached behind herself and under her dress to pull aside her thong and caress the soft skin either side of her pussy.
Leah started to stroke herself. She let her tongue slide out and lick the shaft of Annika’s dick while she pumped it, then she brought her mouth back to the tip and opened it to let Annika slide slowly inside. Annika gave a groan as Leah closed her lips and took a first, gentle suck. Emboldened, Leah pulled back, then slid her mouth further on to Annika’s dick, with a little more force, until her lips slowly reached as far as they could go, and Annika’s balls nudged against Leah’s chin. Leah felt the tip of Annika’s dick slide down her throat.
“Oh, Leah! Oh no, fuck! I’m sorry! Ohhh!” Annika gasped, “Fuck!”
Leah felt Annika twitch and pulse inside her. She pulled back and freed her mouth but it was too late. The first, long forceful spurt struck Leah’s lips as she closed them tight, splashing across her cheeks and down onto her neck, then immediately afterwards a second gush splattered onto her forehead and into her hair as Annika’s dick twitched upwards. More sprayed out onto Leah’s chest and her dress as Annika staggered backwards, trying to spare Leah the remaining spurts.
Leah was for a moment physically startled, her body jumping involuntarily, but once she had recovered, feeling her face covered in warm cum, she couldn’t help but laugh. “Oops!” she giggled.
“Oh no!” Annika exclaimed, holding her still twitching dick, “I’m so sorry! How embarrassing!” Then she looked down at Leah, “Fuck! Your dress!”
Leah looked down at herself. Most of Annika’s cum had dripped down onto her chest and half bare breasts, but some was already dripping over the neckline of the dress, and two big splashes were dashed across the fabric covering her chest and stomach.
“Don’t worry,” said Leah, staggering to her feet, somewhat awkwardly. She pulled her dress down to bare her breasts and stomach, struggled for a moment to get it over her backside, then let it fall to the floor and stepped out in only her high heels and thong, “I’ll get a towel.”
“Thanks,” said Annika, looking mortified.
Leah walked through into the bathroom, suddenly feeling rather self-conscious of her near nakedness. Turning on the light switch, she found a plush red towel hanging on a rail, and took it with her back into the bedroom. After wiping her chest and face carefully, she handed the towel to Annika, who cleaned up her hands and thighs. Leah looked up into Annika’s eyes. She looked anxious, even a little upset.
“Are you okay?” asked Leah.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have made you do that,” Annika said.
“You didn’t make me do anything,” Leah reassured her, “Was it not so nice?”
“No, no,” Annika replied hurriedly, a faint smile reappearing at the corners of her mouth, “It was lovely. You are really lovely.”
“I’m glad,” said Leah, smiling, “I wanted to do something nice for you.”
“It’s just that we are supposed to be discreet,” Annika explained, “Very discreet. There are rules. There are only certain places in the house where we can, um, do anything that might shock new girls.”
“I’m not shocked,” said Leah, which wasn’t entirely true. She could feel her heart still racing with nervousness and excitement. She grinned at Annika, trying to put on her coy, cute face, “Just pleasantly surprised. Very pleasantly surprised.”
“The other girls will see the state of your dress and they will know,” Annika looked worried.
“Maybe there is a spare one in here,” Leah opened the door to the wardrobe. There were indeed a few dresses hanging on a rail. None had a cut much like Leah’s, and most were clearly far too small, but one in a nice white cotton looked as though it might fit. Leah pulled it off the rail and held it out in front of her. It was very short and strappy. “Hmm, this looks nice, but it will be very obvious that I have changed clothes.”
Annika sighed, “You will just have to wear that. It’s the only thing to do.”
“Is it serious?” Leah asked.
“No, not really,” Annika replied, “It’s just that according to the rules, I mean if they are applied strictly, I have to leave the ball,” she groaned, clearly upset, “And I won’t see you again!”
“I’m really sorry,” said Leah, “It was my fault, I got carried away.”
“No, don’t be silly,” Annika replied, “I am the one who should have known. I only meant to tell you about what happens here, to prepare you, but then when you were so nice to me I just got carried away.”
Leah put her arms around Annika and hugged her. Annika’s body felt warm and smooth. Only Leah’s thong came between their bare skin. Leah could feel Annika’s still half-swollen dick nuzzling between her legs. Leah’s pussy hadn’t stopped throbbing. She had not quite been able to pleasure herself fully before Annika had come.
“Does Lena also…? Is she, um, like you?” Leah ventured.
“Is she a dickgirl, you mean?” Annika had to suppress a giggle, “Yes, she is.”
“A dickgirl?”
“It sounds a bit silly, doesn’t it?” said Annika, “We usually just say we are members of the Sisterhood.”
“Will I be in trouble?” Leah asked.
“No, no,” Annika shook her head, “Trust me, you won’t. The Sisterhood always treats girls invited from outside extremely well. It’s only among ourselves that there are these rules.”
“Is there anything I can do?” Leah wasn’t sure how she might be able to help.
“No, don’t worry,” Annika replied, “Why don’t you have a shower and get yourself cleaned up? Then you can try on that dress.”
Leah stood and watched. Annika’s dick, still somewhat swollen but softened, hung heavy between her legs, and, Leah fancied, was still faintly twitching with the final pulses of Annika’s orgasm. Annika was beautiful, and somehow, Leah found her even more beautiful with that lovely big dick. Annika had come so quickly, Leah hadn’t really had time to think about it, but looking back, she realized that, following the surprise, she had felt a profound pleasure and satisfaction in the discovery that she could make it harden, throb and spurt. And so much. Leah savored the memory of Annika’s load splashing warm and wet all over her face and chest. Did Annika always come so hard, or had Leah given her such special pleasure?
“Lena is going to kill me,” Annika muttered to herself as she held up her top and inspected it.
Leah thought suddenly of Lena, her beautiful, stern face and her friendly confidence. Leah tried to picture Lena naked and hard, her dick ready to be pumped and sucked like Annika’s, but the image eluded Leah’s imagination, remained vague and unreal. “I will make sure she doesn’t,” she said, “You are too lovely, and you have been so kind to me.”
“Ha,” Annika laughed a short, sharp giggle, “Probably what will annoy her the most is that she didn’t get to, um, initiate you herself.”
“Really?” Leah asked.
“Sure,” Annika replied, facing Leah.
“I doubt it,” Leah tried to suppress the big smile that wanted to break out across her face.
“No really,” Annika went on, lowering her voice, “She, well, she would really like your ass,” Annika grinned sheepishly.
“If she likes fat ones,” Leah replied, twisting round to look at it. It felt good, hot, to think that these two lovely girls wanted her. Whether it was because they liked her or they just lusted after her big behind it didn’t matter. She turned around in her heels and thong and put her hands on her buttocks, “Do you like it too?” she asked Annika over her shoulder.
“Oh yes,” Annika stepped forward, “I like all of you.”
Leah realized she was standing right in front of the mirror on the door of the wardrobe. She saw herself, thick legs slightly spread, Annika just behind her. Leah slid her thumbs under the waistband of her thong and pulled it high up, then slid it slowly down over her backside and let it sit across her thighs. She took hold of her buttocks again and pulled them apart, feeling her pussy and butthole bare to the cool air of the room, “Would you like to touch me?”
Annika stepped closer and put her hands on Leah’s shoulders, massaging her gently. Then she moved down her back, her caresses sending shivers of relaxation through Leah’s body, and prompting her to groan softly, “That’s really nice,” she whispered.
One of Annika’s hands came to rest on Leah’s hip, and the other slid slowly down between her buttocks, brushing lightly over her butthole then coming to rest clasped over her pussy. Leah’s body trembled with pleasure and tantalizing anticipation. Annika kissed Leah’s shoulder, and Leah twisted her neck round to meet Annika for a kiss. She whispered, heart beating hard, “Do you want to put it inside me?”
Without waiting for an answer, Leah reached behind herself and groped around for Annika’s dick, then found it and grasped firmly. It was warm and already hard again against her palm. Annika kissed her, on the shoulders, up her neck and then deeply, passionately on the mouth. Leah pulled her gently closer and guided her dick between her legs.
“Do you really want me to?” Annika whispered.
Leah simply kissed her again, pushing her tongue into Annika’s mouth, her breath quickening with excitement. She let go of Annika’s dick and planted both her hands against the mirror in front of her, steadying herself to push back against Annika’s body. She felt the solid, throbbing shaft of Annika’s dick first against her thigh, then wriggled her hips a little to nuzzle it between her legs. Leah was so flushed with excitement that moisture had already wet the folds around her pussy, and Annika’s dick slid smoothly over them from back to front and then from side to side as their bodies met and Annika put her arms around Leah’s waist.
Leah felt shivers of relief and excitement, trembling up from between her legs as Annika’s dick pressed and slid over her opening, and a tingling across the skin of her stomach where Annika’s arms held and caressed her. Leah met Annika’s mouth for another deep kiss. “Do you…?” she gasped, “Do you really want to?” Even as passion overcame her, Leah couldn’t help but ask.
“Oh yes,” Annika gasped, tightening her grip on Leah’s waist. As if to demonstrate, Annika reached down and stroked Leah’s thighs, then her waist and stomach, caressing the flanks of Leah’s torso until she reached Leah’s breasts, taking gently hold of them and squeezing them, “I want to.”
The throbs of pleasure that were coursing through Leah’s insides pulsed harder as Annika squeezed her breasts. Leah groaned and kissed Annika again, this time more passionately still, thrusting her tongue into Annika’s mouth. Leah could feel Annika’s dick pulsing and stiffening between her legs. Its long, hard shaft lay across Leah’s pussy, just pushing its lips apart, the tip protruding out from between Leah’s tightly clasped thighs. Leah broke off the kiss and looked forward into the mirror, seeing Annika’s flushed, shyly smiling face looking at her from over her shoulder. Leah smiled at her and wriggled her hips, pushing her backside against Annika’s stomach and stroking along the length of Annika’s dick with the soft, wet folds of her pussy. “What do you want to do with me?” Leah asked softly.
“Everything,” Annika whispered in her ear, kissing her neck.
“Everything?” Leah asked, flashing Annika a coy pout in the mirror.
“Everything you will let me,” Annika replied, squeezing Leah’s breasts, much harder than before.
“Then I’m yours,” said Leah, her body beginning to throb with pleasure.
“Oh, oh Leah! Fuck! Oh no!” Annika gasped, her hands tensing and scrunching at Leah’s breasts.
Leah felt Annika’s dick pulse hard, then saw the first big spurt spray out from between her legs and hit the mirror with a forceful splatter. Then another, and another splashed out against the glass, as Annika’s body tensed and her hips bucked. “Oops,” Leah giggled.
“Oh no! Not again!” cried Annika as more, slowly diminishing, spurts shot out and fell onto Leah’s thighs and knees, “I’m so sorry!”
“Shh,” Leah comforted her in what she hoped was a soothing voice, “Don’t worry. It’s nice to see you enjoy yourself.”
“I’m so sorry,” wailed Annika, “So embarrassing!”
Leah shushed her again and reached back to stroke her face gently, turning to kiss her on the cheek. Leah rubbed very softly back and forth, letting Annika enjoy the fading throbs, her body jerking and tensing each time another small spurt sprayed from her dick. Leah looked down. Annika had come even more than the first time, and the lower half of the mirror was almost completely splattered with cum. Leah’s thighs were wet and slippery down to the knees. Despite the frustrated throbbing between her legs, she felt exhilarated, proud to have been the cause of such excitement. Leah looked down at her thong. The waistband held taut halfway down her thighs where she had left it, and the black cotton triangle at the front was now dripping wet with Annika’s cum. She wasn’t going to be able to wear it again tonight.
“Uhhh,” Annika groaned, her body slumping against Leah’s back. Her hands, which still held Leah’s breasts, slowly slid down the front of Leah’s body, caressing her as Annika softly kissed her neck.
Leah turned to kiss her face, then pulled slowly away, letting Annika’s softening dick slide out from between her thighs. Leah reached down and slid the cum-soaked thong to the floor, stepping out of it to stand naked in her heels. “Do you still want to take me to explore the house?” asked Leah softly.
“Of course,” Annika replied, her gaze still averted, embarrassed, “It’s the least I can do for you after you have been so kind. If you still want to come with me, that is.”
“I do,” said Leah with a smile, “Let me just get cleaned up.” She turned towards the bathroom door and bent to unstrap her heels. As she did so, she felt Annika’s hand on her behind, gently stroking the inside of her thigh. Leah paused, bent right over, hands on her ankles, and waited a moment. Then she felt a soft, warm pressure against the folds of her exposed pussy, which could only be Annika’s lips. Leah let out a soft moan of appreciation as Annika kissed her, running her lips smoothly from side to side. Leah could feel something pressing pleasantly against her butthole, and realized it must be Annika’s nose. “That’s very nice,” Leah continued carefully undoing the straps of her shoes, balancing herself to maintain a bent position. After enjoying the warm, tingling pleasure for a moment longer, she stepped forward off her heels and slowly straightened up. The thought of staying to be pleasured by Annika’s lips was tempting, but, Leah realized, now that she had had a taste of Annika’s lovely, big hard dick, then if she were going to come, she wanted to come with it inside her.
Leah turned to see Annika perched on the very edge of the bed, smiling up at her. “Thank you,” Leah whispered, “See you in a moment.” She stepped lightly through the bathroom doorway and onto cool tiles, enjoying the comfortable, liberated sensation of being out of her heels.
Leah closed the bathroom door softly behind her. Somehow, it still felt right to do so, even if Annika had already seen all there was to see. The bathroom was more spacious than Leah had anticipated, given the cozy size of the bedroom. The tiles, the mirror, the basin, everything was sparkling clean and white. Leah couldn’t help but think what a huge job it must be to maintain so many rooms in such a huge mansion all so neat and tidy for the guests.
The bathtub was long and wide, set into a tiled platform that rose seamlessly out of the floor at the far end of the room. Leah noted a set of plush white towels hanging from a rail, took one and laid it on the tiled ledge surrounding the bath. She swung one leg over the edge of the bathtub, calves a little stiff from walking in heels all evening, then stepped in. The water flow was controlled with a small brass lever, which Leah eased upward to start the shower. The water struck her from above, for a brief moment cold enough to send a sharp shiver across her skin, then slowly warming up until her body was wrapped in a pleasant, relaxing heat. Leah gave a sigh of relief. The summer evening had been close and warm, even as the sun was setting, and she had started to sweat a little during the dance. She stood the first minute or so just enjoying the warmth and the water, then she started to rub her hands over her body, washing the water across her skin to rinse it clean, then leaned her head back to wet her hair. Her long, frizzy curls grew heavy and flattened out over her face and shoulders as they soaked up the water. Leah had seen a big bottle of what she hoped was shampoo on a ledge set into the wall. She took it, checked the label, and squirted a very generous blob onto the palm of her hand, massaging it into her hair from scalp to tip, then rubbing the foam down over her chest and stomach, under her breasts, round her waist, and between her legs.
Leah took care to rub clean her face, chest and thighs wherever Annika had come on her, then, once satisfied, she hurried to wring the foam from her hair and rinse her body. Leah could sometimes spend ages in the shower. It felt so good to stand under the warm spray and get clean. But she was eager to get back to Annika. A niggling worry that Annika might change her mind and just leave spurred Leah on to get ready fast. She turned off the water after a final head to toe rinse, then stepped out of the bath and began toweling herself off.
After patting her face dry, Leah noticed a few faint black marks on the towel. Her eyeliner had probably run a little under the shower. Normally this one held quite well, but she had had to rub and rinse a lot to be sure of washing Annika’s cum off her face. Leah walked over to the mirror above the sink and took a look. It didn’t look too bad. There were no smudges or streaks around her eyes, but the neat black lines had faded a bit in places, and needed to be touched up. There was a small wooden cabinet standing under the sink. Leah opened it and found a big cloth bag full of soaps and shampoos and, after rummaging to the bottom, several items of make-up. There was a plain black eyeliner pencil that should do the job. Leah wet the tip with a drop of water, and carefully drew back the black lines highlighting her eyes. She stepped back to take a look, turning her head from side to side to check herself out. The lines were now thicker and bolder than they had been before, and the effect was quite striking. Leah liked it.
In the cabinet was also a hairdryer. Leah plugged it into a wall socket and spent a minute or so carefully blasting her hair until it had returned to thick, frizzy waves. Then, clean, dry and freshly made up, she turned and opened the door to the bedroom. Annika was sitting on the edge of the bed, still naked. She looked beautiful, her body slim and sweet and pale, her expression as she looked up at Leah still a little awkward, bashful.
Leah smiled at Annika and stretched her arms up above her head, posing against the frame of the doorway, arching her back and sticking out her chest. She felt elegant, desirable. She was still thrilled that she had been able to make Annika come. Leah put on her best cheeky pout and smiled slyly at Annika, “Shall we go?” she asked.
“You are so hot,” Annika sighed.
“Then take me to somewhere where you can do whatever you want with me,” Leah purred in a low voice, cupping and squeezing her breasts. She watched, fascinated, as Annika’s dick slowly started to throb as if in response to Leah’s voice. It swayed and stiffened, rising in uneven pulses, and Annika took it delicately in one hand.
Leah felt a renewed warmth stirring between her legs. She was sorely tempted to sit herself firmly down in Annika’s lap and let her pussy finally swallow up that dick. But she had just got washed and ready, and she was also starting to worry that as their absence got longer it might be noticed. “Do you…” Leah hesitated, “Do you want to touch yourself?”
Annika smiled bashfully, “You don’t mind if I do that?”
“No, please,” Leah replied eagerly, “Show me how you do it.”
“It isn’t weird for you to see that?” Annika asked.
“No,” Leah replied. She was genuinely curious.
Annika leaned forward and kicked to one side her jeans where they lay crumpled on the floor, “Don’t want to get these messy,” she giggled. A look of innocent relief and excitement crept onto her face as she leaned back to lie down across the bed and took her dick in one hand, starting to stroke it gently.
“That’s it, just enjoy yourself,” Leah offered some encouragement, taking her breasts in her hands and squeezing them together. She was mesmerized by Annika’s dick. It grew and stiffened in Annika’s hand as she began to stroke a little harder, pumping herself slowly. Each time she stroked, she pushed her hand all the way down to the base of her dick, stretching the skin tight.
Annika was staring right at Leah, her eyes wide with excitement and her mouth hanging open in a silent moan of desire. She spread her slim legs wide and began to meet the pumping of her fist with slow lifts and twists of her hips, jerking harder and faster, her smooth balls bouncing slightly at the base of her dick. Leah felt the throbbing inside herself grow stronger and hotter, and decided, suddenly that she would have to give in, if only for a moment, and find out what it felt like to have that lovely big dick slide deep inside her.
“Just a very quick taste of what you can enjoy later,” Leah said softly as she stepped closer to Annika and turned around.
Annika groaned and let go of her dick, her hands reaching up to place themselves on Leah’s hips as Leah squatted carefully backward, looking over her shoulder to guide herself down onto Annika’s lap. Leah reached behind her and held Annika’s dick firm and straight, then in one deliciously smooth movement sat down and let her eager, slippery pussy swallow Annika’s dick all the way down until Leah’s backside squashed against Annika’s hips.
A deep tremble of relief shuddered up through Leah’s body, her pussy pulsing with an intensity of pleasure she had not known was possible until then. Knowing that Annika could come at any moment, Leah fought the almost overwhelming desire to grind and twist herself quickly to orgasm, allowing herself just one quick, tight squeeze, the muscles of her pussy clasping hard around Annika’s dick even as she heaved herself upward and away.
Leah felt Annika’s dick slide quickly out of her and spring free. She turned and watched as Annika took hold of it, groaning, and began to jerk harder and faster than before, reaching her climax only moments after Leah had pulled away, the first long spurt of cum shooting upwards to fall across Annika’s neck and chest, the rest gushing out onto her stomach while she kept jerking, the muscles of her legs tensing and trembling, her face a grimace of relief.
Leah could feel her pussy physically throbbing with frustration, its muscles pulsing hard as if it were trying to wring itself the last short distance to climax. She felt as if she might just be able to force an orgasm by clenching the muscles of her legs and buttocks, but she fought the urge and very carefully stepped forward to offer Annika her hand to pull her up off the bed.
Annika’s sweet face was slightly red with exertion, and her small breasts rose up and down in slow sighs as she got her breath back. “It isn’t a bit strange to watch me do that?” she asked shyly.
“No. You are really pretty when you are enjoying yourself,” replied Leah, “Now, why don’t you go and get yourself cleaned up and then we can get going?”
Cum was trickling slowly down Annika’s chest and stomach. “Okay,” Annika leaned forward and planted a shy, rather chaste, kiss on Leah’s cheek, taking care not to press her cum-splattered chest against Leah’s.
Annika skipped off into the bathroom, and Leah let out a long sigh. The orgasm that she had nearly reached was slowly ebbing. She stepped over to the bed to pick up the little white dress she had picked out from the wardrobe, and felt her legs tremble beneath her as she walked. Her whole body was pulsing with excitement. She couldn’t wait to get Annika’s lovely, hard dick inside her again.
Leah pulled the dress on over her head. It was tighter than she had anticipated. It was briefly a struggle to get it over her breasts, but the fabric had a bit of stretch in it, and with some tugging and smoothing it eventually sat neatly, if very tightly, on Leah’s body. She looked again in the wardrobe, but there was really absolutely nothing else she could wear, not even a bra or some underwear. It would have to be the dress and nothing else. Looking at herself in the mirror, Leah could already tell it was going to be a bit of a struggle to avoid revealing too much. Her nipples stood out as two firm bumps beneath the thin fabric stretched across her chest, and although the dress was tight it was flimsy and offered little support. Her breasts wobbled and bounced even as she stepped carefully up onto her high heels. Bending down to tie the straps, she noticed another slight problem. As she bent over, the hem of the dress slid smoothly up her thighs to come to rest across her buttocks. She reached behind her and could feel that it must be baring a tiny glimpse of her pussy, perhaps even a flash of the neatly trimmed brown hairs around it. A thong would have been very handy, but hers was beyond rescue, and she didn’t really feel like washing it in the sink and then putting it on wet. She would just have to be careful, especially sitting down or dancing.
Straightening up, the straps of her high heels tied, Leah was nonetheless pleased at what she saw in the mirror. If Annika liked curvy girls, then this was the right outfit for Leah to show off her figure. Her smooth, thick legs were on display, and her eyes looked bolder, sultrier than before, with the extra eyeliner she had added. Having learned the exciting secret of the Sisterhood, and having made Annika come so easily, Leah felt emboldened and confident, her earlier shyness in abeyance. She wanted to flirt and tease, and to find out what else she could do to get Annika hard.
Leah heard the shower stop, the sound of the splashing water suddenly becoming conspicuous by its absence, replaced by a few drips and drops as Annika stepped out of the bath. The bathroom door opened and Annika walked out, naked, toweling herself off. Leah couldn’t help but stare again at her beautiful big dick, swinging between her legs. Leah enjoyed one long look while Annika was drying her hair, then looked away. Now that Leah was dressed again, it felt somehow different, stranger, to be with a girl that she had only just met, admiring her naked body.
“Hi there,” Leah said quietly. She turned away to look again at her own reflection. She felt she needed to say or do something, rather than just watch and wait while Annika got ready.
“Ah, that feels good,” Annika smiled, wrapping the towel about her hair and gathering her jeans and top.
Leah smiled at her, gathering up her own clothes, “Um, what can we do with these?” she held up her dress and thong, taking care not to get cum on her hands.
“Just put them in the wash-basket,” Annika pointed to a stout wicker basket in the corner of the room, “There will be a laundry service in the morning when the girls will get things washed.”
Leah pulled up the lid of the basket and cast her clothes inside, “So, you mean I could stay here tonight?”
“Well,” replied Annika, straightening her clothes, “It’s already quite late I guess, and if you still want to, some of the, um… fun won’t really start until much later.”
Leah had no idea what time it was. She hadn’t brought a watch with her, and her phone was in Caroline’s handbag. If the sun was setting, then it might be nearly ten or so. “Okay,” said Leah, “Shall we go?”
“Please,” Annika smiled and opened the door out onto the balcony, ushering Leah out in front of her.