Warning: This work of fiction contains scenes of women having sex together, without men. If this offends you, do not read it! People who complain to the authors here about the content of their stories are, IMNSHO, just like people who move next to the airport and then complain about the noise... Constructive criticism is always welcome, but closed-minded rants have no place here.
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I told you all how I met River in "Jessi Meets the Barristas." She works at the local coffee stand, and she and I became lovers after hooking up at a party at her boss's house. Over the next few months, River and I would get together fairly regularly... Both of our schedules are busy, but we managed to spend some "quality time" together (wink, wink) at least once a week. She still lives at home, so we have to be a little discreet, but we have had some wonderful moments together.
Her parents have seemed friendly enough, glad that their shy daughter had made a female friend. She and I are careful not to show any overt affection in front of her parents, as she has told me that they are very religious and would freak if they knew their daughter was a lesbian. She has said that they keep asking when she will start dating, but she just tells them she is "...too busy with school" or "... can't find the right guy" and they seem to accept that. She has a gay friend, Michael, that she goes out with once in a while, just to keep them thinking she is interested in guys. I've met him, and he seems like a nice guy. Of course, River's parents have no idea that their "innocent little girl" and I spend much of our time together having hot, steamy sex. My God, can that girl kiss! But I digress, I'm sorry...
After school was over for the summer, we managed to get away for a weekend camping trip. We drove to one of my very favorite campgrounds, a beautiful lake about a two hour hike from the trailhead. It is high enough in the mountains that there was still snow on the ground in May, and getting to the lake is a fairly tough hike (not that long, but lots of ups and downs) but definitely worth the effort. Once you reach the lake, it is quiet and peaceful (the hike is too strenuous for the typical overweight American, so it's usually nearly deserted).
I picked River up at her parent's house that Friday afternoon, and we headed out. We promised her parents we would call when we returned to "civilization" on Sunday afternoon. I put River's stuff in the back of my car and we headed out. We had my two person tent, our sleeping bags, ground pads, backpacking stove, all the usual stuff. We were dressed similarly, in tank tops and loose shorts. River's light brown hair is just long enough to make a pony tail, and my shoulder-length curls were also in a "pony" and I was wearing a baseball cap. We both had our hiking boots in the car, but I had my tennies on and River was barefoot for the drive up.
As we headed out of town, we stopped at the coffee stand to get a granita (blended iced coffee). Brooke was working, and she winked and told us to have a good time. We promised her that we would.
Traffic was not bad, and we made pretty good time leaving town. As we drove, River asked questions about the place we were going. She kept coming back to, "It's really private, right?"
"Yes, River, it's REALLY private. I have been there a half dozen times and have only seen anyone else there once."
"Cool..." I couldn't figure out what her fixation was, but it certainly had my mind racing.
She and I are almost exactly the same size, 5'5" and slender, although my breasts were a little bigger than hers. Us being the same height makes it wonderful when we 69, as we fit together perfectly. I hoped we would be able to spend lots of time making unhurried, passionate love when we reached our camp site.
"Jessi?"
"Yes, River?"
"I think I love you..."
"Mmmmmm... I love you, too, baby..."
If you had asked me a year ago what the chances were of my hearing those three magical words from a girl, I would have said "zero," but now it felt really nice. I had thought that I was in a great relationship with a wonderful guy, we had been together for almost three years and had talked about getting married. Then, it all came crashing down when I discovered he had been cheating on me for several months with his secretary. I dumped him immediately and never looked back. I had ignored my attraction to women for the entire time I was with him, but decided "No longer!"
In the year since I broke up with him, I have been with several women but no guys. Over the past few years, the men I've dated have all ended up hurting me terribly, and I was tired of it. So I made the conscious decision to try women only for a while. And now that I've been there for a year, I have no desire to go back to men. It just seems like women are givers instead of takers, always looking to please their partner instead of putting themselves first.
Soon we turned off the interstate, onto a two lane highway. Traffic became almost nonexistent. I reached over and stroked River's cheek and neck. She smiled tenderly at me, then lay down with her head in my lap. I was stroking her hair, her cheek, her arms, luxuriating in the feeling of her soft, warm skin under my fingers. She took my hand in hers and kissed it, one finger at a time, then put it on her breast and wrapped both her arms around mine. I cupped River's breast tenderly in my hand, I could feel through her sports bra that her nipple was erect. I gently flicked her nipple with my thumb, and she cooed softly. I drove for a while like that, absently teasing her nipple with my fingers and thumb. She had her head on my bare thighs and was nuzzling them, leaving sexy light kisses all over them.
Her top rode up a little as she lay there, and I reached and slid my hand underneath it. I caressed the warm, soft skin of her stomach then slid my hand higher. River purred and wrapped her arms around mine again. I could feel her nipples were very hard, and since it was about 80 degrees outside, I knew it wasn't because she was cold!
I could feel River's body trembling as I teased her nipples, and she was beginning to lick and kiss my thighs with more urgency. If she didn't stop, I was going to have to find a place to pull the car over...
Then she took my hand and moved it between her legs. I could feel the heat coming from her pussy, and I started to stroke her mound through her shorts. She moaned softly and placed her hands on top of mine, then pressed downward so my hand was firmly against her. She said, "God, Jessi, I can't believe how I feel with you... I have never wanted anyone like this before. You make me crazy with wanting you..."
I just purred... River made me feel the same way, and I was so happy to be with her. I didn't know how long we would last as a couple, but I wanted to enjoy it fully while it lasted. She and I had made a deep connection and I felt we would be friends for a long time, even if we each found other people to love.
