Note from the Authoress: For any one who has read the Julie Journals will know I always mention that my stories are a mixture of fact and fantasy. The content of this story is pure fantasy but the characters are fact. For that reason I have not included the as part of the Julie Journals. This story is dedicated to two of My very special and very dear online lovers, I know it will never happen but if it did it may go something like this …….
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Julie licked her lips nervously as she watched the arrivals board flicker showing that American Airlines flight AA108 from Boston had arrived on time at 06.35. Julie's long brown hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail and her bright blue eyes were hidden beneath dark wrap round sunglasses. Under the wraps her eyes never stopped moving as she scanned the arrivals lounge. With another hot day expected Julie had dressed quickly throwing on a light summer dress and with deliberate daring discarded any form of underwear. The early morning chill and the air conditioning in the airport had combined to cause her nipples to harden and poke against the flimsy material. As Julie stood there waiting she could feel the light breeze against her freshly shaved pussy causing her to shiver as the tingling sensations ran through her body.
The doors opened and Julie studied each passenger as they looked around before meeting friends or relatives in a flurry of hugs and kisses. Then suddenly an elegant woman appeared looking a little tired but her eyes sparkling with expectation. The woman's blonde hair tumbled in curls to past her shoulders and when she moved her head the light made it shimmer like a halo. Julie knew that this was her, whispering ‘Deborah' under her breath she paused for a moment to study her and recall the times they had chatted online. Julie could feel her pussy moisten as she remembered some of the scenes they had described in minute detail, her face flushed slightly at the thoughts of how she had bought herself to a climax as they had talked and talked.
Julie stepped forward as Deborah had stopped and was looking round expectantly. Julie said nothing but just smiled at the woman, and at first no recognition was apparent but then as Julie lifted her glasses for a second Deborah's face burst into a huge smile. "Julie" she murmured and stepped forward to embrace her. The two women kissed each other on the cheeks and then hugged tightly, each inhaling the others scent. "I have waited so long for this Julie" Deborah said in a low throaty voice, "I couldn't help but rub myself under the blanket on the plane willing the plane to fly faster to your arms." Smiling brightly Julie grabbed some of Deborah's bags and the two of them made their way to the car park.
Julie sat in the car as the roof of the convertible slid silently away and leaning over Deborah reached into the glove box and dug out a spare pair of sunglasses. Julie couldn't resist planting a kiss on Deborah's long brown legs and felt Deborah's hands running through her hair, as she tasted her flesh for the first time. After tracing a circle with her tongue on Deborah's thigh, Julie sat up, and laughing happily, gunned the big motor into life and with a squeal of tyres drove out of the airport.
As they drove along the motorway Deborah watched the concentration on Julie's face as she handled the powerful car with ease. The light summer dress billowed around Julie's long tanned legs and suddenly Deborah said with a start, "You haven't got any panties on have you?" Julie just laughed and with a free hand pulled up her dress to reveal her shaven pussy. Deborah couldn't resist and leaning over played her fingers along the inside of Julie's thigh. Julie just opened her legs and allowed Deborah's finger to slip inside her soaked pussy. As the car weaved through the traffic Deborah gently finger fucked Julie, stopping every so often to remove her finger and lick it clean savouring the taste.
Deborah was still fingering Julie when they pulled into the drive of the large country hotel, and reluctantly removing her hand Deborah stared at the large country house converted into a hotel. Grabbing her by the hand Julie pulled her into the hotel, throwing the car keys to the porter as she half dragged Deborah to the suite she had booked the night before. As soon as the door closed the two women started to kiss in a long passionate embrace, tongues darting in and out until they were interrupted by a knock on the door. Breaking apart with a guilty start the porter entered with the bags and returned Julie's car keys.
As the door closed again Deborah turned to see Julie pulling the dress over her head and throwing it into a heap on the corner. Deborah stood and admired Julie's finely contoured body which whilst well muscled was in no way masculine. Turning to face Deborah with no sign of embarrassment Julie opened her legs and began to rub her pussy. "Hungry?" she enquired with a smile and needing no second invitation Deborah threw her clothes off to join Julie who by this time was lying wantonly on the bed with her legs wide.
Deborah knelt between Julie's legs and ran her tongue along the inside of Julie's thigh savouring the taste as she moved closer to her pussy. Deborah delicately ran her tongue along the folds of Julie's pussy lips before pushing inside to savour and collect her juices. Deborah heard Julie moan and felt her hands tug at her hair as she arched and writhed on the bed.
