Firstly, thank you for your comments on Part 1 of the story! I have taken them into consideration and hope you like the second instalment :-)
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Jenna tried to focus on the predicament she was in, but passion was overwhelming her, passion she didn't even know she had. She was 19 years old, on vacation, her boyfriend was asleep in the hotel room just inside.. and she was naked in a hot tub making out with the sexiest girl she'd ever seen.
Through the entwining of tongues and soft lips, Jenna began to forget. She didn't care that she didn't know this woman. She didn't care about Cody, he was just a young boy. She had never felt like this with anyone. She didn't care that anyone could be watching them. It was in the earliest hours of the morning, the music had stopped and the only sound to be heard was the soft chirping of crickets, along with the gentle splashing of the bubbles.
Jenna gradually became more aware of what was happening inside the tub. Beneath the warm jets of water, Danielle's tight, toned, tan body was inches away from her, strategically sitting far enough that their skin wasn't in contact. Their kissing was soft, delicate, and Jenna could feel herself willing it to go further. She felt herself edging closer, ever so slightly, just a little more force in her lips, her fingers reaching up to Danielle's gorgeous red hair to pull her closer...
She felt Danielle smile, her breath tickling Jenna's chin as she pulled away slightly, giggling.
"You're eager, aren't you baby?" she cooed.
Jenna couldn't even summon the words to reply. Instead, she pulled Danielle closer, kissing her harder, more passionately, her fingers wrapped tightly around her head, forcing her closer. Danielle responded by slowly snaking her hands around Jenna's body, her fingers lightly grazing against the bottom of her tits before settling on her lower back.
Just the contact of skin felt like electricity. Jenna knew she wasn't a lesbian, so why was she so turned on? She'd experimentally kissed girls before and had felt nothing, so why was her cunt aching to be satisfied by this bewitching woman? Beneath the sexual tension and crushing lust, Jenna knew she had to ask.
"Wh.. what is.." she began, stumbling on her words. As soon as she'd broken off the kiss, she'd caught sight of Danielle's face. She was so fucking beautiful.
Jenna noticed the water, dripping down from her hair over her dewy, golden skin. The plump lips, pink and pert from the kissing. Her breathing was heavy, regulated, but nearing breathlessness. But her eyes, her eyes were something else. Glistening, a gorgeous emerald green. Full of passion. Hungry.
Danielle could tell Jenna was hesitant. "Don't be scared," she whispered. "I'll look after you."
With that, she slowly guided Jenna back through the water and up against the other side of the hot tub. They were facing each other, naked bodies inches away.
Danielle pulled Jenna's arms up from under the water, over her head, to lean against the side of the tub as she began to kiss her again, with a lot more force. Teasing, biting her lip, her hands pushing firmly but not painfully against Jenna's to keep her still. Jenna reciprocated the kiss, feeling Danielle's body closer to her, the heat and the tension building up. She pressed her lips harder to Danielle's, moaning softly whenever the sexy redhead nibbled at her lip. Eyes closed, head tilted back, she gave in to the lust. All she could think of was the images in the gallery. The raging sexuality, the beauty of the female form. She wanted this.