Roger Calkins turned the red Corvette off the rural highway onto the gravel road leading to his grandparents’ house, his wife Anita seated beside him. He was looking forward to spending the Christmas and New Year’s holidays with his family, however Anita was not. Oh, everyone was pleasant enough and glad to see her, but she missed her own family in the Czech Republic. She had met Roger at a café in Paris where she was studying Art History at the Sorbonne and he was working at the United States Embassy in Paris.
The café was crowded, and since they were both alone, they agreed to share a table. They chatted during lunch and Roger asked her if she would care to go to dinner and see a play with him that weekend. She liked what she saw and agreed. There was chemistry between them, so they started dating, then as the months rolled by became lovers and finally were married.
When Roger was told he was being transferred back to Washington, D.C., they visited her family one last time, and then relocated to the United States. The transition went smoothly at first, but as time went on, Anita became increasingly homesick. She had flown home a few times, but the days had passed quickly and in no time at all she was leaving again.
Missing her family was especially bad during the holiday season, but she had convinced herself to make the best of things and try to have fun. She liked Roger’s family; especially his younger sister who was a senior at the state college and Anita hoped she’d be there. Penny was an Art major too and they had a lot in common.
Penny (she seldom used her given name, Penelope) Calkins, towed her roll-on suitcase into a second floor guest room of her grandparent’s house, opened the windows to let the musty smell escape and sat disconsolately on the bed. Her college friends were going on a skiing trip over the holidays, including two boys she’d dated, and had invited her along. She felt guilty knowing how her parents and grandparents enjoyed having the family around for the holidays, so she begged off. It was always nice to be with family, but she’d much rather be with her friends. Oh well, she did know her brother Roger and his wife Anita would be coming and that cheered her. She and Anita got along great and always had fun together.
Roger tooted the horn as they rolled up to the weathered Victorian and his family rushed out onto the covered porch and down the stairs to greet them. Anita’s face broke into a broad grin as Penny ran to her and held out her arms crying “Anita, How are you?” They embraced and held each other close. Anita impulsively kissed Penny full on the lips which the young girl returned with equal fervor and their tongues met briefly. They stepped back, holding hands and looking at each other in bewilderment thinking ‘What was that?’ as new feelings for each other swept over them. They looked around, suddenly embarrassed, but in the flurry of “How are you?” and “So glad you could make it'” no one seemed to have noticed.
The greetings among the family members continued as Anita and Roger removed their gifts from the Corvette’s trunk, carried them into the house and placed them on the growing pile under the Christmas tree. Drinks were served and the group sat about in the living room catching up on one another’s lives. Penny saw Anita staring at her, arose from the rocker where she was sitting and squeezed next to the older woman in the overstuffed chair. Their thighs and shoulders were pressed together and Anita felt a sudden warmth sweep over her. Penny blushed and smiled and Anita knew she felt it as well. Whatever was going on?
Conversation paused when dinner was served and then continued over the delicious food. Penny and Anita were seated across from each other, joining in the conversations, but stealing glances at one another and smiling shyly as the hubbub at the table washed over them. Anita offered to wash the dishes and Penny said she would dry, then they were alone in the kitchen.
They worked in silence for a few minutes, staring intently at what they were doing until Anita said “How are you progressing in school?”
“Not too badly,” was the reply. “I bagged an ‘A’ in two of my classes, then two ‘B’s’ and one ‘C’.” Penny made a face, “I’ll never understand Geometry. I don’t know why an Art major has to take higher math anyway.”
“That’s part of what is referred to as a well-rounded education,” Anita laughed. “At the Sorbonne we were required to take Calculus as part of the core curriculum.” She paused, “I received a low grade in that as well.”
“Something else we have in common,” Penny replied. “You know, Anita, I didn’t want to come this year. I had a chance to go skiing with my friends, but I didn’t want to disappoint my parents and grandma and grandpa. Besides, I knew you’d be here,” she finished, blushing profusely.
“I wished to be at home with my family,” Anita sighed. “I miss them very much, especially during Christmas and New Year’s. I hated to disappoint Roger as I know how much he enjoys this.” She kissed Penny’s cheek softly, “Besides, I assumed you would be here and that made me happy.”
Their eyes met for several seconds, and then their conversation continued. When the dishes were finished and put away, they rejoined the family in the living room.
Roger and Anita made love in their guest room bed, the worn springs in the mattress squeaking in protest as his stiff cock drove deep into her gripping pussy, finally sending her over the edge as he spurted inside her. They kissed and hugged until Roger finally rolled over and went to sleep.
Anita lay beside him, her body still quivering from her orgasm, staring at the shadows on the wall from the moon outside their windows. She had tried to sleep and failed, finally deciding to go downstairs and fix a glass of warm milk; maybe that would make her sleepy. She wrapped her dressing gown around her naked body, slid her feet into scuff slippers and padded downstairs.
Penny was restless and a little bored. Everybody went to bed so early around here. She kicked the comforter off and let the night breeze blow over her. She usually slept nude, but since she was here in the house she wore panties and a thin t-shirt. The cool wind was making her nipples hard and she suddenly had the urge to masturbate, but decided against it. Maybe she could go in the living room and watch TV for a while with the sound on low. Barefoot, she eased her way down the stairs and saw a light on in the kitchen.
Anita sat at the kitchen table, sipping her milk, thinking of home. She should have defied Roger and gone to be with her family. He would have gotten over it. She felt so incredibly sad, tears trickled from her eyes and she began to cry softly.
“Anita, what’s the matter?”
She turned and saw Penny standing in the doorway, a look of concern on her pretty face. The young girl’s long brown hair was tousled from lying in bed; the nipples on her pert breasts were visible against the white t-shirt, her long legs were bare and she looked absolutely adorable. Anita suddenly felt very warm and her pussy moistened.
Penny drew a chair up next to Anita and put her arm over the older woman’s shoulders. Anita’s body felt so warm and soft and Penny shivered despite the kitchens warmth.
Anita turned her tear streaked face to Penny, saying “I’ll be alright in a minute, don’t worry. I was just feeling sad. I miss my family so much. I guess I’m just an old crybaby.”
“Let it out if you need to,” Penny replied, shifting her arm to Anita’s waist and pulling her close, the body contact making her tingle.
Anita snuggled against Penny, suddenly having the urge to kiss her. Instead she said “You’re very sweet, but I’m okay now. Would you like some milk, it’s still warm.”
Penny nodded and Anita stood up to prepare her a glass. Penny’s heart lurched as Anita’s lush body was revealed by the kitchen light shining through the thin dressing gown; her full breasts, slim waist and shapely ass on glorious display. She felt herself getting wet and the urge to jill off returned even stronger.
Anita turned from the stove after pouring the milk into a glass from the warming pan to see Penny staring at her with a hungry look. The young girl’s legs were parted and Anita could see a dark spot growing in the crotch of her panties. Her breath caught in her throat as she said “Why don’t we go in the parlor and be more comfortable.”
Penny turned on a reading lamp by the large overstuffed couch and they sat down, sipping their milk in silence, their minds churning at the rush of unaccustomed feelings stirring in them.
‘Why do I feel like this? She’s my husband’s sister. Why can’t I think straight? She’s a child, but oh, God she’s so beautiful. I can’t help it, I want her.’
‘She’s your brother’s wife, you horndog. No one has ever made me feel this way before. I can’t stand it; I have to kiss her.’
Penny slid closer, leaned to kiss Anita and was met halfway by the other woman’s moist lips. They kissed tentatively at first; then embraced as their kisses became more passionate, their tongues dueling in each other’s mouths, their stiff nipples rubbing together.
Anita lay back on the sofa cushions, drawing Penny on top of her. The young girl moaned and pushed a leg between Anita’s. They began to caress one another, thrilling to the touch of the other’s soft hands stroking and exploring their bodies.
Penny began rubbing her aroused pussy on Anita’s thigh and Anita did the same to Penny. They hugged each other tightly, tongues writhing in open mouthed kisses, rubbing slowly at first, then harder and faster as their orgasms rose in waves of heat until they were jerking and humping and screaming into each other’s mouths as the shocks and thrills went on and on until they slumped back, breathing in gasps.
Penny playfully licked Anita’s nose as the woman smiled and said “Mmmmmm…” as if she’d finished a gourmet dinner.
Penny sat up, pulled the t-shirt over her head and shimmied out of her panties. Anita shrugged the dressing gown from her shoulders and welcomed Penny’s silky body between her thighs. Penny began suckling Anita’s stiff nipples as she began kneading the young girl’s firm ass.
“I want to lick your pussy,” Anita breathed into Penny’s ear, making the girl gasp and shiver in anticipation. They changed positions on the couch, Penny sitting upright on the edge of the cushion and her legs spread; Anita kneeling on the floor in front of her. She brought her face close to Penny’s cunt, inhaled deeply of the scent of a freshly fucked woman and began to lick the engorged petals so wantonly displayed for her.
Nothing in Penny’s young life had ever prepared her for the unbridled ecstasy of Anita’s mouth on her pussy. She stiffened, moaning “Oh, oh, oh,” as Anita’s tongue explored between the rosy pink walls. Anita had never tasted anything this wonderful as she gathered mouthfuls of Penny’s warm juices with her tongue, swallowing them eagerly. She thought she could stay here between Penny’s thighs forever.
Her tongue found Penny’s throbbing clit and began circling it.
“Oh, yessss,” Penny hissed between clenched teeth, “Suck my clit, pleeease.”
Anita drew the hard bud of flesh between her lips, licking and nipping softly, loving Penny’s throaty moans, her hands tangled in Anita’s red hair, pulling her closer. She could feel the girl’s body shuddering and knew she was close to orgasm. Anita pushed two fingers into Penny’s sopping cunt and twisted them around.
Penny exploded in a violent orgasm, biting her lip to contain her scream of delight, smashing Anita’s face into her pulsing crotch and almost smothering the older woman. Anita continued to suck on the gooey folds until Penny fell back on the couch, mewing softly. Anita licked girl cum from her lips and joined Penny on the couch, cradling the young woman in her arms until she recovered.
“That was absolutely fantastic, Anita,” Penny said, “I thought I was going to explode. You about drove me crazy.”
“It would seem you like it when I drive you crazy,” Anita purred. “You appeared to be enjoying it, so I kept on.”
“Now I want to lick you,” Penny replied, sitting up. “I want to drive you crazy.”
“My pussy belongs to you, dear,” Anita replied sitting on the cushion’s edge and spreading her legs wide.
Kneeling between the older woman’s thighs, Penny licked tentatively at the thick pussy lips, then between them. It smelled and tasted so good it made her mouth water. Feeling mischievous, Penny began kissing up and down Anita’s inner thighs as she whimpered and moaned, head tossing about on the back cushion. When she felt she had teased her lover enough, she placed her mouth over the pulsing slit and began to lick and suck.
“Ahhhh, God yes, eat me,” Anita moaned as Penny’s lips and tongue made her shudder and her pussy gush warm nectar that Penny swallowed greedily. She had been eaten out before, but it felt nothing like this. She wrapped her legs around Penny’s back, drawing her closer, urging her to make her cum and cum.
Penny was lost in the sensation of eating Anita, rubbing her face on the woman’s slick cunt, licking as far into the pink slit as she could reach. Remembering how good it felt when Anita finger fucked her, she did the same to her lover as she sucked her firm clit.
“Fuck me, fuck me hard,” Anita said in a strangled voice, “Fuck me, I’m gonna cum.”
Penny’s fingers were a blur in Anita’s gushing pussy as she worried the pebbled clit between her teeth until Anita’s back arched and she ground her pussy into Penny’s face, her mouth open in a soundless scream of unbridled joy. Penny continued fucking Anita until she had a second orgasm and lay whimpering and panting on the sofa. Penny snuggled up to her until her breathing returned to normal.
Penny gazed into Anita’s eyes, “I love you, Anita.”
“And I love you too, Penny dear,” was the reply.
“Will you come back to bed with me?”
“Yes, for a while. I don’t want Roger to awaken and find me gone.”
They gathered up their clothes, walked carefully up the stairs and into Penny’s room where they fell into bed and began making love again. As dawn was breaking Anita left Penny dozing and made her way back to her room. She slid carefully into bed, being careful not to awaken Roger and went to sleep with Penny’s cum drying on her face.
The rays of the morning sun awakened Penny and she stretched and yawned. She was tired, but happy and she inhaled deeply of her lover’s scent that still clung to the wrinkled sheets. She and Anita had enjoyed eating and fingering each other into deliciously thrilling orgasms. They could not seem to get enough of each other. She used the bathroom, slipped into shorts and a t-shirt and went downstairs for breakfast.
Roger awakened first, kissed Anita who still lay apparently asleep and went downstairs. When he was gone, she threw back the covers squeezed her ample breasts and rubbed her clit. Last night with Penny was fantastic. She had never experienced such orgasms in a long time. She knew they would have to talk about where this was going, if at all, but all she could think about was having the young girl in her arms again. She had a mild, but satisfying orgasm, then washed up and went down for breakfast.
The family chattered busily about Christmas, oblivious to the women smiling and flirting with each other, rubbing bare feet under the table. Roger’s older brother had come home on leave from the Army and was telling of his experiences in Afghanistan. When the subject of grocery shopping in town came up, Anita volunteered and Penny said she’d go along to help.
Grandfather insisted they take his massive pickup truck since it had four wheel drive and they were expecting snow. After being shown how to shift into the different gear ranges, the women drove away. When they were out of sight of the house, Penny slid over against Anita and put her head on her shoulder.
“It was wonderful last night,” she sighed. “You were so fuckin’ hot.”
Anita rubbed her cheek against Penny’s silky hair, “You were pretty damn hot yourself. Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?”
“You were my first,”was the reply. “I just did what I thought you’d like. You sure knew what to do.”
Anita sighed, “Before your brother and I met, I had a female lover in college. She was an instructor and she seduced me. We were together for three months, and then she took a professorship in Sweden. I was brokenhearted, but after a while I met Roger and fell in love with him.”
“I’ve slept with two different guys,” Penny replied. “It was great, but nothing like this.” She paused, “I never knew you felt this way about me.”
“Neither did I, or you about me for that matter. I’ve always enjoyed being with you …”
“And I’ve enjoyed being with you,” Penny interjected.
“… but I never thought of you in a sexual way. You were like a little sister to me.”
“I always thought you were so pretty,” Penny said, “You seemed so sophisticated and I loved your accent. I was so proud when you paid attention to me. You were like my big sister, but not mean like most of them are.”
Anita laughed, “Where did you get that idea?”
“The girls at school say how their older sisters were mean to them. I guess that’s part of growing up. Roger and Larry wouldn’t play dolls with me, but they were never mean.”
As the truck sped on to town, knobbed tires humming on the road, the women sat silently, enjoying each other’s company. Neither fully understood their sudden attraction to each other; it was as if a dam had broken and their mutual desires had come pouring out. They decided to enjoy each other and deal with the rest later.
After spending two hours in the megamart, commenting on the other shoppers in whispers then laughing in snorts and giggles, they filled three shopping carts, loaded the truck and turned towards home. Penny snuggled up to Anita caressing her breast and Anita stroked the young girl’s thighs.
Penny said “Damn, you make me feel so sexy. I wish it was evening so we could fuck again.”
“On the way out, I thought I saw a trail off the road going into some woods,” Anita replied. “Maybe we should see where it goes.” “Sounds like a plan,” Penny said, stroking Anita’s thigh. Arriving at the turn off, Anita engaged the four wheel drive and the truck lumbered down the trail through the thick woods, finally emerging into a clearing on the shore of a lake.
“Oooh, it’s beautiful,” Penny exclaimed. “This must be used for fishing in the summertime.”
Anita maneuvered the truck around until it was pointing the way they came in, set the brake and they climbed out; the scent of pines filling the air around them. The air was cool, but it was warm in the sun.
They walked along the lakeshore holding hands, then returned to the truck, took blankets from the rear seats and spread them on the ground. They kissed and hugged, then lovingly undressed each other. When they saw that neither of them had worn bras or panties, they laughed and accused the other of being horny.
Anita eased Penny onto her back, straddled her thighs and began sucking and licking her rock hard nipples. Penny moaned in delight, running her hands up and down Anita’s back. Anita then worked her way down her lover’s body, licking the silky flesh of her rounded tummy and down to her smooth mons.
Penny was whimpering with desire as Anita’s tongue gave her long, lingering licks from her asshole to her clit and back again. She raised her hips, offering her wet pussy to her lover’s busy mouth and gave a little shriek when her clit was sucked and then licked rapidly.
Cupping Penny’s ass cheeks in her hands, Anita ate her bare pussy like a starving man finding food. Her mouth overflowed with love juices which she gulped down as Penny jerked and moaned; overwhelmed by the sensations. She flicked Penny’s clit with her nose, licked harder, and then sucked the pink bud between her lips again as her thrusting fingers found Penny’s spongy G-spot.
Penny’s scream of ecstasy echoed from the far side of the lake as Anita’s ministrations raised an orgasm from deep within that made her back arch and she felt as if she would pass out. Anita continued fucking her until a second orgasm dropped her panting to the blanket where she lay with her head spinning.
Anita cuddled the shivering girl saying “Maybe we better get going, baby. It’s getting cool out here.”
“Not until I taste you again,” Penny replied, sitting up. “Roll over and show me that yummy ass of yours. I want to lick your holes.” Anita did as she was told, crouching on the blanket, trembling, with her ass in the air, awaiting Penny’s eager mouth. She squealed in surprise as she felt a warm tongue working at her puckered star and a finger in her cunt. Penny pulled Anita’s ass cheeks apart, then curled her tongue and probed at the wrinkled flesh until it allowed her entry. Anita was moaning in delight as she was penetrated; the very nastiness of the act exciting her.
Penny greedily licked mouthfuls of juices from Anita’s wet hole, and then pushed four fingers in deep as Anita gasped at the sensation of being so full. She pushed a cum coated finger of her other hand into Anita’s asshole and then another, pumping in time with her fist.
Anita thrashed and screamed as Penny’s fingers worked in her holes; she could feel a colossal orgasm burning it’s way along every nerve in her body until the relentless pounding made it explode, suffusing her body with heat until she felt faint. Penny continued fucking her until she howled in delight from a second orgasm and collapsed.
“It just keeps getting better and better,” she gasped as Penny hugged and kissed her.
A chill wind was blowing off the lake as the afternoon sun sank below the treetops, encouraging them to dress, gather up the blankets and leave for home.
When they arrived, Penny explained that a semi had overturned on the state highway out of town and they had to wait until the wreck was cleared.
Finally it was Christmas Eve and the family gathered around the piano in the parlor to sing carols while grandma played merrily. Anita and Penny stood with their arms around one another, singing loudly as they celebrated their new found love.
Later, as the others were drifting off to bed, they went outside to sit in the front porch swing and talk.
“This has been the most wonderful Christmas ever,” Penny said, kissing Anita on the cheek. They were careful not to be overly demonstrative around the family as someone could walk up to them any minute.
“Yes it has, my love,” Anita replied, squeezing the girl’s hand. “I know we’ve been discreet, but I can’t help but wonder if anyone suspects anything.”
“I have seen mom and grandma giving us some funny looks, but no one has said anything to me. Maybe it’s because we always volunteer to wash the dishes.”
“We’ve sat in on lots of the conversations, but I must admit I wasn’t paying very close attention; I’m thinking about us all the time.”
“Me too; tell me, do you feel guilty about what we’re doing? I do, a little bit. I am fucking my brother’s wife after all.”
“And I’m cheating on him with his sister,” Anita replied. “I love your brother dearly and I wouldn’t want to hurt him for the world. What has happened between us must be destiny or fate, anyway, it is so different from my marriage it’s totally separate in my mind. I love you as I have loved no one else.”
“I love you so much it scares me,” Penny said. “I’ve never felt this strongly about anyone in my life; certainly not another woman. You’re right; it must be our destiny to be together.”
Anita stood up saying “We better go inside, sweetie, and we need to sleep apart for a while. I don’t want Roger smelling fresh fucked pussy every time I get in bed and figure something’s up.”
“You’re right,” Penny replied as they went inside and locked the door. She nuzzled Anita’s neck, “Can we just have a quick fuck, please.’
Anita sighed in mock irritation, “You’re impossible. C’mon, I know a place where we can be alone for a while.”
She led her lover into the small bathroom off the kitchen and locked the door.
They were all over each other in an instant, kissing hungrily, their passion and desire taking over. Probing fingers slid into wet pussies as they finger fucked each other slowly then faster as their orgasms rose and burst within them, drenching their hands with cum, their cries muffled in their mouths.
“God, that was so hot,” Penny breathed after a moment, “I’m still shaking.”
After licking cum from their fingers, washing their hands and straightening their clothing, they opened the door carefully, but the kitchen was deserted.
“We better leave the door open and let things air out,” Anita said, causing Penny to giggle.
They parted reluctantly in the upstairs hallway and went to their own rooms. Anita crawled into bed and was instantly asleep.
Christmas Day was a whirlwind of gift exchanges and cries of delight at presents given and received, followed by a sumptuous dinner and an afternoon of watching football on the big screen TV. Anita and Penny were in the midst of the fun, never missing a chance to touch or caress the other. “I have a special gift for you,” Anita whispered in Penny’s ear. I’ll give it to you later.”
When they were finally alone, Anita handed Penny a small gift wrapped package. She opened it and began to cry. Inside was a blue jewelry box containing a filigreed gold ring with two overlapped gold hearts .
“Oh, Anita, it’s beautiful,” she said through her tears.
“Whenever you wear this, think of me,” Anita said, tearing up herself. “I can’t bear to be without you, but we must be realistic. You have your studies and I have my job and my marriage to consider.”
“I know,” Penny sniffled. “I’ll miss you every single day. We can still cam, e-mail and text each other though. We still can get together on Spring Break and during the summer and …”
“Whenever else we can,” Anita finished the sentence for her. “I don’t think I can be away from you for very long either, but we must be careful until we can work something out. I will never give you up.”
“I don’t want anyone else but you,” Penny replied, hugging her.
The intervening days between Christmas and New Year’s passed by all too quickly for Anita and Penny. They remained involved in the family’s activities and made love whenever they could be alone.
One afternoon when the parents had gone to a movie in town, the grandparents were dozing in the parlor and the brothers were off hiking in the woods Penny said to Anita “Have you ever been up in the attic?”
“No, I didn’t know there was an attic.”
“I used to play up there when I was little. The people who built this house around the turn of the Twentieth Century had servants who lived up there. There’s even a stairway going up from the kitchen pantry.”
“Sounds like fun, show it to me.” The stairway was barely wide enough for one person with narrow treads and no railing. “I feel as if I’m in a lighthouse,” Anita laughed as they climbed with her face close to Penny’s gorgeous ass. They emerged into a cavernous room dimly lit on four sides by grime covered windows. Boxes, trunks, chairs and other furniture stood about randomly all coated with a patina of gray dust.
“I don’t think anyone’s been up here in years,” Anita said as they explored the space, then Penny said “Goody, it’s still here.” It was an elaborately carved canopied bed of Victorian design, it’s mattress covered with sheets, all gray with dust. Penny pulled the sheets away revealing a flower print mattress.
“Wanna fuck?” she said, unbuttoning her blouse.
In moments they were naked in each other’s arms, hands stroking curves of silky skin, moaning happily at being together again.
“I want to suck your pussy,” Anita purred, fingering Penny’s wet cunt.
“I want to suck yours too,” was the reply, “Let’s sixty-nine and see who can get the other off first.”
“Bottom,” Anita said, stretching out and spreading her legs. “Get over here, I want to taste that sweet little pussy of yours.”
Penny straddled Anita’s face, lowering her moist slit to her lover’s lips and tongue as she began to lick Anita’s furry pussy like a madwoman.
Anita jerked and moaned as Penny ate her out and she lapped hungrily at the young girl’s dripping cunt as Penny squealed in delight.
Slurps and moans accompanied the labial feast as the women worked to bring the other to orgasm, seeking the flow of love honey that would fill their mouths. Anita gripped Penny’s ass tightly, pulling her wet slit against her busy tongue, loving the little shrieks as she hit sensitive spots.
Penny had hooked her arms under Anita’s creamy thighs, licking and sucking on the swollen lips and engorged clit beneath her and swallowing the delicious streams of precum. She whipped her face from side to side against Anita’s cunt, growling like a dog.
They humped wildly, bodies shining with sweat, skin glowing as their orgasms burned, then erupted inside them. Penny got off first, squealing between long licks and flooding Anita’s mouth and face with warm juices which she gulped down. Anita felt as if she was going to pee; instead she screamed and ejaculated into Penny’s greedy mouth, spraying her hair and face with sticky fluid. Penny loved it and wanted more, so she fastened her mouth on Anita”s pussy and sucked hard until another burst of cum overflowed her mouth.
Stunned at the intensity of their orgasms, they lay head to toe for several minutes until Penny lifted up, turned around and snuggled up to Anita who was staring dazedly at the bed’s dusty canopy. “Jesus,” Anita croaked, “I’ve never got off like that before in my life. Did I squirt?”
“Damn right you did,” Penny sighed. “That was soooo fucking sexy I can’t believe it. You almost drowned me and it made me cum again.”
“I’d love to go to sleep right now,” Anita said. “Then again I know the others will wonder where we’ve gone and we don’t want to get caught now.”
Penny rolled on top of her and nestled between her thighs. “Let’s fuck again, babe. I’m still hot.”
“The resilience of youth,” Anita said with a grin, “How about a trib?”
“What’s a trib?”
“Sit up and hook your leg under mine, that’s it, now put your mons against mine so our pussies are together, now we’ll rub and wiggle.”
“Ooooh,” Penny sighed, “That feels so good. We’re really fucking each other now.”
“Go slow at first. Then we’ll really start grinding until your head explodes … well, not really, but we’ll really cum hard.”
Anita raised her leg so Penny could grip it for leverage while she pulled on the pretty girls leg. They started slowly, feeling the heat rising in their bodies as their labial lips slid wetly against each other.
“Ahhhh, this feels so fuckin’ good,” Penny moaned. “Fuck me, baby. I love you so much.”
“Ride me, lover, ride me hard,” Anita hissed. “My pussy loves yours. Fuck me.”
The old bed squeaked and shivered as they humped faster and harder, their soaked cunts squishing and slurping as they climbed to the pinnacle of feminine ecstasy and then flew off into the sky.
“Ohgodogodogod,” Penny whimpered, feeling as if she was shattering into a thousand pieces at the intensity of her orgasm. Anita was right with her, moaning loudly and cumming hard as their pussies smashed together in a final burst of sticky love juices.
Penny lifted up from between Anita’s legs and they lay together on the mattress soaked with sweat, covered with cum, thoroughly satiated and deeply in love.
When they were rested, they dressed, put the sheets back on the bed, walked on wobbly legs down the narrow staircase, took bottles of water from the fridge and went to sit on the back porch. Grandma Calkins appeared in the doorway to the porch and said “There you two are. We’re going to fix some snacks and watch TV; would you two like something to eat?”
Anita smiled and said straight faced, “Thanks grandma, but we’ve both eaten already,” sending Penny into a fit of giggles.
Grandma stared at them quizzically and went back in the kitchen, wondering what she had said that was so funny.
“Will you try to behave, please?” Anita said in mock irritation, snickering in spite of herself as Penny tried to catch her breath then continued to giggle.
Penny lifted her suitcase into her Mustang’s trunk and sighed. It was going to be so hard saying goodbye to Anita and she just knew she was going to cry. They wouldn’t be together again for months and she missed her already.
Roger could tell Anita was sad about leaving and tried to cheer her up.
“Don’t feel bad, baby. The folks want us to come up on the Fourth for a couple of weeks, would you like that? I know you and Penny are close and I’m sure she’ll be here.”
“That would be lovely,” Anita replied, brightening visibly. “Penny is like a sister to me and I so enjoy her company.”
Anita and Penny stood holding hands, staring at each other, eyes wet with tears. “I wish it didn’t hurt so much,” Anita said, rubbing her thumbs on Penny’s palms.
“I’m so gonna miss you,” Penny replied. “I’ll be in touch every day, maybe more than once. What will I do without you?”
“You’ll be fine, we’ll both be fine. We love each other and that will never change; for the present that will see us through. Goodbye for now, my dearest Penny.”
“Bye, Anita sweetheart. I’ll see you soon.”
They held each other tightly, shared one last open mouthed, passionate kiss and parted. Looking back at each other, they climbed into their cars, and then drove away.
“That was a wonderful Christmas,” Grandma said as she stirred the pot of dinner stew.
“Indeed it was,” Grandpa replied. “It was great seeing all the family again. That Anita’s a lovely person and Penny has blossomed into a beautiful young woman. She’ll have the pick of young men on campus, that’s for sure.”
“By the way, Pa, I want you to check up in the attic when you have a minute.”
“I’ll do it first thing tomorrow, but whatever for?”
“I heard noises up there the other day and I think some critter may have gotten in.”