My Destiny Ch 05

Welcome to the next chapter of Elizabeth's journey to find her path and destiny in life. All characters that engage in sexual activities within my story are fictional and over the legal age of consent.

My story plays out in Australia, but I have tried to minimise local slang and keep specific place names neutral for ease of reference to the reader. Distances vs time, which is referenced, is close to the mark; Australia is a big country.

The main storyline follows the same sex (Lesbian) life of the main character, however I complicated things with the inclusion of some incest and bi-sexual encounters. I did not intend to go down this path when I first laid out my stories plan, it just happened as the characters developed.

This story is a journey, and previous chapters help bring it together; in saying that, I have reset the characters in this chapter just in case, this is your starting point.

As always, I appreciate your feedback and comments.

Version 02, Please enjoy

OMG, this is fucking amazing; I look over to the empty seat next to me and again relish the achievement. I was flying solo for the first time. I had been pushing myself through the training, hitting the theory books in my spare time and praying for good weather each day. My instructor, Suzie, had thrown everything at me to challenge and test but also tried to keep my enthusiasm in check. The school was quiet after Christmas, so I got several flights daily, which helped with the training continuity and progress.

That morning, Suzie had conducted her regular brief and told me we would be doing a progressive skills assessment flight before we started the next training session. From the minute we walked out of the classroom, the questions began. She reviewed all my theoretical knowledge and checked my understanding of regulations, weather and traffic control. The pre-flight took a little longer than usual with her questions and me redoing checks when her scrutiny interrupted my processes. The flight was on another level; every drill and emergency I had been taught was assessed. By the end of my hour, Suzie finally ran out of things on her clipboard and sat back for my final landing.

After we touched down and taxied back to the school hangar, Suzie told me to keep it running, then told me I was to do two circuit flights, then come back and shut down; she got out, secured her harness, and walked back a safe distance.

I was excited, but my training and need to excel kept it in check. I did all my drills, lined up on the runway, and pushed the throttle forward. After I took off on my second touch-and-go, I gave myself a brief congratulations. I was thrilled at what I had achieved. I knew I was lucky to have the money to undertake the intensive, near full-time program I chose, but I was happy as I did it off my own back.

When I landed for the final time and taxied back in, Suzie was there to watch, but also two of the most loving friends a girl could ever hope for, Annie and her husband, Michael. After I shut down and did my post-flight checks, all three hugged me to congratulate me on my first solo. Annie added a gentle kiss to her hug as a special gift. I still had a ways to go until I gained my private pilot's licence, but the first significant milestone was now achieved. To reward myself, I cancelled the remaining lessons for the day and decided to spend some girl time with Annie as Michael needed to return to work.

Annie was the first friend I made when I arrived in Australia; she is beautiful in every way. Her brown eyes and dark shoulder-length hair highlight her natural beauty. She maintains a firm athletic body. Some gymnasts would be jealous of her firm C-cup breasts and perfectly shaped and proportioned butt. She is my school's head swimming and water polo coach and has been like a mum since she picked me up at the airport.

We were also lovers, having acted on our attractions before the holiday period commenced. Michael knew about our encounters and had, on occasion, joined in. My love life is more than unusual in that my girlfriend and love of my life, Bella, shares me with her parents, Annie and Michael, and my friend and confident Julie. She also knows about my two casual playmates at my parachute club, Cassie and Emma.

I am not loose with my morals, and all my sexual encounters are consensual, but I have continued to explore my sexuality at my own pace. I am honest with Bella if I have sex without her being present, just as she does with me, and at the moment, our situation and understanding are working for us.

Before I started my holiday with Annie and Michael, I had spent two fantastic weeks with Julie, learning to dive. My time with her allowed me to unpack some of the hidden shame and hurt I carried from my family into my current exile. I knew my close friends would be my rocks as I worked through my hate and past experiences, but I also knew they all had my back in my journey.

I would have liked to stay with Julie a little longer. Still, she had to head out of town for a work conference, which put me in my third home for this, my first summer holiday in Australia, not that I cared; in the past six weeks, I have lived and experienced more life than I had in the past 17 years of my being. I might be from a very wealthy family, but compared to my new friends and circumstances, that life and their attitudes are stale and, at times, sterile.

My father had already decided I would marry someone suitable to enhance his business standing and needs and care for them as an obedient housewife. Fortunately, my mother had other ideas and had managed to manipulate my father into sending me to a foreign school to finish my education, thus getting ready for his intended path in life for me. She gave me the freedom to continue my sports and photographic hobby while also finding new areas of interest, like flying and scuba diving. She ensured I was fully funded for these endeavours and kept this secret from my father. I would love to sit and talk with my mother, but I understood her plans for me. I could pass information to her via Julie, my in-country guardian, but I still needed to apply caution so my father never cottoned on to what was going on under his nose.

I accept my current lifestyle and freedom cannot last, but my father will see to it. Eventually, I will be dragged back to the family fold and set on the course to fulfil my destiny as the obedient wife while my twin brother Eric takes over the family empire. Until then, it's my life, and I was going to fill every available minute with fun, adventure, and love; Fuck him and his plans.

We headed home after leaving the aeroclub as I needed to get changed and drop off my flight bag, which I didn't want to leave in the car. It also allowed Annie to freshen up before going to the mall for some retail therapy shopping. It was a great excuse to pick up the new items I would need to comply with the dress code for my senior year and explore a couple of our favourite lingerie shops. We also needed to swap cars from my large Hilux truck to Annie's smaller hatchback as I was booked for my driving licence exam that afternoon. I was more than comfortable with the larger car, but Michael recommended the smaller car as it had the manual gearbox, which, if I passed, would give me an unrestricted licence.

After I came to Australia, I learnt I had a bit of a fetish for nice lingerie and started to collect quite a wardrobe that I shared with my lovers. We all enjoyed the feel of the material on our skins but also loved helping each other out of the material as we made love. It was a decadent luxury and one that got me thoroughly excited.

Being tall with an athletic build, most items complimented my body and looked even though I only had B-cup breasts, which were plenty for me. They were perky and firm, my nipples pointy and surrounded by my dark areolas. I loved nothing more than my lovers nipping and sucking them. I also keep myself shaved with regular full waxing so I can wear very skimpy bottoms without fear of exposing stray hair. I didn't need makeup as I had a natural beauty, which was complimented by my long, bright red hair and emerald green eyes. Like Julie, I had a swimmer and runner's body, just enough muscle to look attractive but not enough to start looking like a man.

I love our time together, although we keep our romantic interludes to the holiday periods only, at least for the next 11 months until I graduate. I don't take any classes that Annie taught, as it is just not worth bringing our relationship to the notice of the school's management team. Our time in our romantic embraces is always special and usually intense. We always seem to compete to make the other reach their peak before ourselves. It is not a destructive competition, and we both love the challenge. Annie also loves it when I describe what I get up to with Michael; she says it adds fireworks to their lovemaking. Although, to date, I have only given him a few blowjobs. I know we will go further soon. Eventually, I might even let him have virginal sex with me, but that will wait until I am ready to move on from my last experience.

Bella's dad Ryan took my anal virginity a few weeks prior, so I am looking forward to letting Michael have me if he wants. They are the only two males I trust not to hurt me any further. I know that will change in the future, but at the moment, I love them both and trust them with my dignity and well-being.

After we enjoyed lunch and some people-watching, Annie and I headed to the shops. The first stop was to gather my school uniform, the most boring outfit ever invented. I'm sure some old biddy thought the design would help protect the girl's dignity and virtue. We next bought a new summer dress, each light and comfortable, before we hit our favourite lingerie shop. I needed something special for when Bella returned to school, while Annie was after something to treat Michael for his upcoming birthday.

Shopping for lingerie is always fun, but behaving as we change and model our choices is always a challenge. The staff know us well and are now as flirty as we are. I love it when the store is quiet, and they help us adjust the bras and corsets. It is never a dull shopping experience.

Annie eventually chose an emerald green strapless bodice with matching panties while I went for a red skimpy lace G-string and white silk kimono style top that hung beautifully off my breasts when I left the belt off. Given the reaction from both Annie and the shop assistant, I knew it would be a hit with Bella. By the time we finished, the dressing room smelt like our sex; we were both quite horny and sexually frustrated. If it weren't for my pending license exam, we would have gone home to bed if we could make it that far.

We made it to the motor registry with spare time, allowing me to submit the paperwork for my new boat and motorbike licenses. The driving assessor came across as an angry, disgruntled GOVT employee but was actually a lovely guy who took his job very seriously. The assessment was a replay of the exam I sat through that morning at the aeroclub without the wings. I made a good impression when I automatically placed my phone and handbag in the boot before I got ready to go. The questions didn't stop for the next hour; I am sure I answered him on every rule I had studied. He only went quiet when he directed me back to his office. After I parked up, his silence continued while he wrote war and peace on his clipboard, adding worry to my strained ego. Eventually, he stopped writing and looked at me. I expected the debrief to start with what I needed to improve; instead, he congratulated me and told me he was struggling to find a legitimate negative to give me.

Half an hour later, I replaced my L plates with two new P plates (Provisional license). I had achieved some independence, so I didn't have to rely on friends to get around. All my sports and activities involved my friends, so independence is a moot point.

It took us a couple of loads to get our shopping into the house, along with some packages that had been delivered in our absence. The door hadn't clicked shut before I had Annie in my arms, my mouth pressed against hers, and my tongue exploring her mouth. I was hungry for her body and soul. My hands explored her body as I discarded her clothes piece by piece. We were on fire as we stumbled into my bedroom. I had one thing on my mind as passion engulfed my being.

I broke my kiss and stepped away from her, never breaking eye contact. Just out of her reach, I took off my top and unclipped my bra, letting both fall to the floor. I struck a flirty pose, kneading my breasts as I played with my aroused nipples. I then placed a finger on each hip and slid my pants down, letting them fall to my ankles. As my head bent to push my panties off my hips, my hair fell over my face; I ran my fingers through my red mane, tossing it back over my shoulders as seductively as I could. I maintained my devilish look at my naked lover; her firm and athletic body was stoking the fires of my passion.

"

Get on that fucking bed, now

." Were all the words I could summon at that moment. I needed to feel her in my arms, to taste her nectar, to release her passion.

Annie moved backwards towards the bed, never breaking our eye contact. She was momentarily submissive to my advances, but her actions and movements showed me she was in control of her desires. As she moved to the middle of the bed, she spread her legs, slightly raised her knees, placed a finger on each of her moist lips and slightly pulled them apart, revealing her sodden tunnel. Then she told me in a seductive voice, "Come get it".

My lightning-fast movements caught both my surprise; I was on her in a flash, and her warm body set my soul on fire. All thoughts of romance and gentle lovemaking vanished as our pure animal lust set in. I didn't even bother with her gorgeous breasts; I just went straight for her exposed mound. I buried my tongue as beep as I could, hungry to taste her nectar and feel her aroused clit.

I lifted her thighs so she was completely open to my advances and allowed my tongue to search out her secret spot while nibbling on her blood-filled clit. Her sex was flowing with her juices as I worked her into a frenzy. Annie was thrashing around my head, her fingers in my hair, pulling my head into her sex. Her moans were interrupted only by garbled attempts to form words. All this combined to increase the urges and passions currently engulfing my own body.

I let her go just long enough for me to pivot over her and lowered my sopping pussy onto her waiting mouth and tongue. She immediately clamped onto my enlarged penis, sending erotic waves through my body.

Our competitive spirit kicked in as we both doubled our efforts to bring pivotal satisfaction to the other. Annie had a slight advantage as I was so tender and aroused, and my she penis was easy prey for her, but I already had her close to the edge. Her juices were flowing, and her breathing became ragged as she fought the inevitable. I clamped down on her clitoris and pushed my tongue and a finger as deep as I could into the centre of her tunnel, an assault she didn't expect and couldn't resist.

Annie nearly lifted off the bed as she came, her moans mixed with screams as wave after climactic wave washed over her bucking body. Her juices flowed into my mouth and overflowed on my face like someone had turned on a tap. As she came, she clamped down on my clit, which sent me into my own explosive orgasm. Neither of us could release the other as our passions overwhelmed our senses. Eventually, we both broke our contact at the same time, our wrecked body and senses not able to take anymore.

It took every ounce of energy to swivel around and take Annie in my arms. We held each other as our post-coutil bliss washed over us. Our kisses were gentle and loving; no words were needed; we just lay there, happy and in love.

We must have dozed off, as the next thing I remember was waking up to Michael sitting on the bed, stroking our hair before giving us a gentle kiss. I'm sure he would have joined us, but he gave us our privacy instead. After he left, we looked at each other's naked bodies and my destroyed bed and started to giggle. It must have been an eye-opening surprise for when Michael came home from work.

We untangled ourselves and kissed before we headed to the shower. Michael was picking up Annie's discarded clothes as we stepped into the hall, naked as the day we were born. I gave him a flirty hug and kiss before turning, wiggled my bum at him, and headed to my shower to tidy up and get ready for our planned dinner. Annie followed my moves but spent a little more time rubbing his now very hard cock before taking her panties that he had in his hand and turning to go to her ensuite, her horny husband following close behind.

Annie was very vocal as Michael fucked her for all his worth. Her screams and moans vibrated through the wall separating our bedroom. The more she screamed, the more I worked my vibrator into my drenched pussy. I wanted to join them and feel Michael's cock inside me, but I knew my place and didn't want to interrupt their time together. Just as Annie screamed out when she finally succumbed to her climactic cliff, I was also taken by my wave of pleasure. I screamed out, "fuck me", over and over as my erotic desires took my body before falling back into my pillow, spent.

I needed another shower to freshen up before I changed for our pending dinner outing. I wore a form-fitting strapless dress, the hem coming just to the midpoint of my thighs. Underneath, I went braless and wore a skimpy pair of white panties. I intended to be flirty with both Annie and Michael while we were out, and the thought sent shivers down my spine.

I was reading through the letter attached to the books in the package that we had kicked into the house earlier when they came out of their room, ready and satisfied with their lovemaking. I suspect Annie had very similar intentions to me as she was also wearing a stunning dress that did little to hide her body. She was still aroused, given the erect nipples that poked through the material of her dress. She had pulled her hair back in a loose ponytail, something I always found hot with her. As we gave each other a kiss, I nearly felt sorry for Michael, given the torment and torture he was about to receive over the next few hours.

Over dinner, we talked about the books I had received, a gift from Greg up Harvey Bay. He had enrolled me for my Certificate in Maritime Operations so I could take control of the "New Life" for him. The qualification would allow me to take control of up to 60ft commercial boats in near coastal waters. I would do the theory online while he would help with the practical experience before I did the final assessments. I would also spend the first two weekends in February undergoing firefighting and survival at sea training. Annie joked that I would soon run out of things to learn and master at the rate I was going.

Michael and I also talked about our next week away at our gliding field. It was the last week of the holidays, and as Annie would be back at work, this would be the final big trip before the Easter break. Both the gliding and parachute clubs would be operating, so I would have seven days of non-stop action as long as the weather held. Michael had also finished the annual inspection on my new single-seat glider, so I could get qualified to fly it if all goes to plan.

While we ate and talked, Annie and I kept Michael on edge; I am pretty sure we kept him hard the whole time we were out. It was a game for us to flirt and play while trying to maintain our composure and dignity. Unfortunately, our flirting and touching also made me and Annie extremely horny as well.