CHAPTER 5
SATURDAY 2ND JUNE
DARE PROPOSER
APHRODITE; GODDESS OF LOVE
PERFORMED BY ST TRINIANS
Jessica's heart was pounding when she got to the swimming rock. She was a bit scared of the river and the cold. Rebecca was sat cross legged, looking out over the water in contemplation. Jessica stood on a twig and Rebecca looked back over her muscular shoulder and smiled so sweetly, then like a mermaid slipped soundlessly into the water. The river had dropped considerably and Rebecca could touch the bottom.
"You came," she said simply and watched Jessica undress.
Jessica slipped into the water and shivered violently. Then she was pressed hard against another woman's body and Rebecca's tongue was in her mouth, gently exploring every tooth and inviting Jessica's tongue to play. Jessica wet herself, which was not a huge problem. She touched Rebecca's tongue with her own and followed it into Rebecca's mouth. This was nothing like her fantasies, in which Rebecca took her. It was so loving and gentle that she started to cry.
Rebecca broke the kiss before Jessica fainted and said," Are you OK, hen. I love you Jess."
"Oh god, I love you too Bex."
Then Rebecca kissed her again and started to touch her body. First her breasts and then her bottom. Jessica tensed her glutes and Rebecca moaned as she felt the iron below Jessica's skin. Finally, at last Rebecca gently cupped Jessica's pussy. Jessica shook like she had a fever.
Rebecca withdrew and led Jessica upstream. It was always a joy exploring the river with a strong swimmer. When they reached the big rock, the water was low enough for them to haul out and continue their snogging.
"I don't know what to do." Jessica protested.
"Just mirror me," said Rebecca soothingly. "If you don't like it, tell me. Do you masturbate?"
Jessica blushed and mumbled, "Yes. Too much. But I always think of you, Bex.".
Rebecca kissed Jessica again mainly to try and understand what Jessica had just said. This was the point that Rebecca surrendered to her life partner.
"You cannot masturbate enough, darling. You probably haven't heard of lesbian sex death but being able to masturbate your lover like you do yourself is basically girly sex."
Before Jessica could process this, Rebecca pushed her off the rock and proceeded up the gorge. Said gorge had been carved at the end of the ice age and except in heavy rain involved an exciting but bruising scramble over moss covered rocks.
Beauty of nature apart (kingfishers, dippers and exotic moss) at the top of the short canyon was a modest waterfall with a large, deep plunge pool, again cast many thousands of years before. The girls dived and cavorted like mermaids.
A little used footpath passed close to the top of the falls and a couple of geeky students had stopped, intrigued by the shrieks coming from beyond the undergrowth. They edged towards the edge of the gorge and looked down. They assumed that the noise from the waterfall would obscure any sound from above.
They were wrong. The walls caught and amplified sounds and Rebecca and Jessica were amused by their observers. They swam around the plunge pool, rolling and weaving like seals. Then they vanished and the young man feared them drowned. After twenty agonising seconds, the teenagers emerged, mouths locked and shoulders bulging as they crushed each other.
The man was relieved. The young woman, already kneeling, pushed down her shorts and knickers.
"Tarquin, you pervert. You are turgid. I have been saving myself for the right man but you will just have to do. Place your member inside my womanly parts. I know you have never done this before either so we won't catch anything. I am wet as an otter's pocket. Just ram it in and don't make a noise. I can get the morning after pill tomorrow. They are so beautiful. I wonder where they come from. Probably local peasant girls."
The pair were never a couple but would forever remember dogging above a waterfall.
Rebecca released Jessica's mouth and as they trod water and gazed into her deep blue eyes. Her hands impatiently explored Jessica's amazing body. Jessica mirrored perfectly. Consumed by lust, Rebecca gently cupped Jessica's soft sex and almost slid a finger into Jessica's vagina. Then she remembered that if you fingered a girl or yourself in the river you were likely to introduce frog spawn or fish eggs into her womb. There were tales of girls giving birth to large numbers of amphibians and once even a salmon.
Instead, Rebecca grabbed Jessica's hands and they floated on their backs, opening and closing their powerful thighs. By moving their arm outwards they could draw their heads together and then apart. With their legs they could gently rotate their human star. Then they rolled over and show-cased the well muscled female body. The young woman above was not nearly as quiet as her paramor. He finished much too quickly and she dismissed him whilst she completed manually.
Jessica and Rbecca waited patiently, looking up at the cotton wool clouds. Once the woman announced that she had arrived, they blew her a kiss and giggling, swam through the waterfall.
As those who paid attention in geography lessons will know, there is always a little cave behind a waterfall. It was damp and smelly in a natural way. There were a few ledges and Rebecca found one and rubbed water off Jessica's skin. Jessica shivered and moaned.
Jessica looked around. The sun was positioned so that the cave was not too dark but with very heavy shadows.
"I had expected a curtain of water"
"You get that when the river is in spate. If you don't drown first. Believe me, hen the river is a bitch.
"I love you Bex."
"I love you Jess."
Jessica grabbed Rebecca's head and assaulted her mouth with her tongue. Jessica had not learnt how to breathe and snog and failed first. Rebecca didn't care. She was in heaven.
"Jess," Rebecca spoke earnestly. "Can I go down on you? I don't have to if you're not comfortable."
"I thought you would never ask," sighed Jessica.
Rebecca had no difficulty navigating Jessica in the dark. Jessica's abs quivered as Rebecca's tongue crossed the slick skin. Jessica instinctively opened her legs and put both hands into Rebecca's short wet mop.
Even with her thighs split, Jessica's plump clam remained shut. Rebecca ran her tongue over the cold goose bumped skin. Starting at Jessica's fourchette, Rebecca gently assimilated her tongue. The inner flesh was scolding hot and wet but sticky wet. Jessica's woman scent was released.
Rebecca was slightly shocked that Jessica smelt quite like Emily. Everybody smelt different. One of Emily's classic dares had involved sitting Rebecca on a chair on a Sluturday afternoon. A tight blindfold was applied and twenty-four pairs of freshly shed underpants were passed under Rebecca's nose. She correctly matched twenty girls' names to twenty gussets. Emily had included two girls who had not passed through Bex's bedroom and gave Rebecca two pairs twice. Rebecca was not fooled.
Jessica moaned loudly as Rebecca's tongue explored the opening to her vagina. Stiffening it a bit, the tongue slid in effortlessly as far as Jessica's somewhat insignificant hymen. Moving up, Rebecca was surprised at how small and delicate were Jessica's labia minora. Jessica had to have the tiniest clit that Rebecca had licked but perhaps it was the cold. Jessica could not help humping Rebecca's face and Rebecca used all her experience to maximise Jessica's pleasure.
