Far away from home. All on my own. Art everywhere.
It was the closest thing to heaven I had ever experienced. I was free. Free to come and go as I pleased. Free to meet and chat to anyone I wanted to. Free to watch anything they were willing to put on the planks.
It was during the 2 weeks of this art festival in the middle of winter that I met a group of very interesting bohemian hippies. There was the most beautiful woman with them. Tall, long dark hair, pale skin, deep red lips & gorgeous green eyes. Helen was her name & I felt electricity from the moment she looked at me.
Her partner (I forget his name) obviously noticed it too. After chatting to them for a while and drinking coffee he suggested I meet them that evening at the place they were staying. I of course jumped at the opportunity – I knew something big was about to happen and was always keen for a new experience.
I agreed to meet them at the place they were staying that evening. I left with plenty of time to wander the streets of the little art infused town and find the place they were staying. It was cold. Very cold.
I found their place & nervously knocked at the door. I was greeted by a warm house and smiling guy. He welcomed me in and handed me a glass of red wine. I walked into the lounge and found Helen naked on the couch. God she was gorgeous! Long legs- neatly shaved pussy - big gorgeous tits. She opened her arms and welcomed me over to sit next to her.
I had read & heard about the "girl on girl" thing. I had imagined it when I was alone. I had wondered about it. Here I was standing in a room with the opportunity a few meters away. My breath caught and I felt myself getting dizzy.
Her male friend gently pushed me from behind. I walked toward her as if in a dream. He slipped my trench coat off. I sat down next to her on the couch and he kneeled down in front of me to remove my shoes. Her hand found it's way to my buttons and she started to slip the buttons of my shirt open. His hands found there way up my jeans to the fly. He undid the zip of my Levi's while her hands found their way into my bra. My dizziness intensified!
He slipped my jeans over my hips and down over my ankles. Her hand slipped down my belly and round the band of my g-string. He slipped it off and he rolled it down my legs she rubbed her breast against my cheek as her fingers rolled my nipple through the bra's fabric.
I followed my natural urge to turn my mouth toward her breast. I found myself wrapping my mouth around her nipple. He parted my legs. His hands skirted up the inside of my thighs.
My hands followed their own plan and wandered up her body to her breasts. I found her hard nipple and rolled it between my fingers. It felt divine. His hand had found it's way to my pussy and his fingers parted the lips. His middle finger slipped inside me.