"That would be Sappho's then," the cop retorted, and she pulled the ticket off the pad.
"Mmmm," Helen and Tania mumbled and nodded in unison.
Lady Cop then screwed the ticket in a ball and said "Mind how you go then, and SLOW down - here in the country, no need to move so fast!" With that she winked, leaned right inside the car and flicked the rainbow charm hanging from the rearview mirror, strode back to the patrol car and provided an escort to the front gate of Sappho's before bipping her horn and waving them off.
Tania and Helen smiled and commented that this was an auspicious and satisfactory start to their break. When they were shown to their room, the spell was enhanced. A deep, soft queen sized bed, a deck overlooking the coolness of the forest, and a plunge pool right there on the deck for their personal use! And a drop in temperature of enough degrees to make for a balmy, passion-filled night without the excessive temperature and mugginess of the city.
Tania stood before Helen, who pulled Tania into her arms. Tania was wearing only a singlet top and panties. Helen pulled Tania's top over her head, then knelt on the deep plush carpet and pulled her panties off her using her teeth. Tania stepped out of them as they reached the floor, then parted her legs slightly as Helen nibbled and licked all the way along her inside leg from ankle to bush. Her tongue found Tania's clit and she started lapping insistently. Helen then threw off her clothes and they embraced passionately, tongues mingling with each other, and exploring each others mouths, as they moved together to the plunge pool. With a splash they were fully immersed, laughing and groping at each other with their hands and feet. Tania sat on to the small ledge at one end of the pool as Helen ducked her head and attempted to lick Tania's labial lips and clit -rather unsuccessfully! She returned to the surface, spluttering and laughing, and took Tania's face between her hands and kissed, then ran her hands down to Tania's breasts. These she cupped, then squeezed and plucking the nipples, rolled them and tweaked them. Tania meanwhile, extended her leg, and with one elegant toe, started to toe fuck Helen under the water. This drove Helen wild, and she released her grip on Tania, arched her back and came almost instantly. This lusty, fun love-making went on for hours as each invented new ways to caress, embrace and explore the other's body. Fingers, toes, tongues, and eventually dildos were employed as they celebrated their joy and love, and the release of the stifling heatwave.
At about 9pm, they called room service for champagne and ice cream with a separate bowl of cream. Tania leaned over and dangled her breasts in the bowl of cream, then presented them to Helen to lick. Tania is such a tit-fuck lover - any form of sucking and she cums screaming for more. She threw Helen to the bed and having refreshed the cream, pulled her tits by the rings and inserted first one nipple then the other in Helen's hole. Helen gyrated her hips and squashed down her pussy onto the firm, soft tits so busily massaging themselves against her cunt.
Then Tania pushed her face between Helen's legs and lapped the cream. Her broad, flat tongue strokes right along Helen's slit, followed by two penetrative fingers hard-fucking made Helen scream a cumming and ejaculate - a milky creamy gush that mingled with the cream now being eaten by Tania.
Eventually our two love honeys fell asleep in each others arms, tired, spent and pleasured. Next morning Tania awoke with Helen's finger gently teasing her clit, and coaxing more wetness from within. Tania kept her eyes closed and allowed herself to reach orgasm, gently but quickly. Renewed and refreshed, she sat on Helen, her pussy embracing Helen't tits, while she leant over and kissed, nibbled and sucked Helen's clit. As Helen moaned, she rimmed her ass with a finger,pushed it in and shoved two fingers into her cunt. Helen bucked wildly, and was rapidly reaching cumming so Tania rapidly inserted a third then a fourth. As Helen was on the brink, she flattened her whole hand, twisted it in, and the balled it into a fist. "Oh, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK FUUUUCCCKKKKKKKKK" screamed Helen "Baabbbbbbbbbyyyyy Yeeeeeeeeesssss"
Although they were some distance from the main house, Tania and Helen got the giggles, convinced that their "love song" would have carried miles and echoed around the lush valley they were in. No wonder the cows and hens were contented female beasts on this farm they decided.
They had decided that after breakfast in the dining room of the main guest house they would set out for the waterfall, a two hour hike. Breakfast was served by one of the owners, Shelley, a 50-something earth-mother dyke, whose greatest pleasure was providing a secure, safe and beautiful venue for other lesbians to unwind and enjoy themselves. She provided accommodation ranging from singles through quadruple rooms - the latter consisting of two queen sized beds and a spa big enough for at least six! Some couples liked to stay private, others weren't looking for sex (but were often pleasantly surprised), whilst Shelley greeted orgiests with the "be safe" motto. Shelley's wife of 30 years, Vera, had an uncanny knack of being able to matchmake the singletons she met. Sometimes she offered previous guests a reduced rate weekend, inviting a likely potential partner on the same weekend. She had managed to manoeuvre three commitment ceremonies to take place either in the guesthouse or the mountain forest in this way.
Shelley and Vera provided a knapsack with picnic lunch for Helen and Tania, and explicit directions through the forest to the waterfall. Make sure you stick to the marked path - it will take you to the TOP of the waterfall...you don't need a permit to visit there. If you get lost, or stray off the path, stay where you are and you will eventually be found, they cautioned.
Helen and Tania set off, holding hands and lover-touching along the track. Occasionally Helen would pat Tania's arse, or Tania would push her hands into Helen's shorts, or one of them would cup and suck the other's breast. They were laughing and touching so much, they wandered a little off the marked track, but still on a clearly defined path, which they assumed would be OK. After walking for an hour they reached the base of the waterfall. A beautiful pool greeted them, and they immediately stripped off all their clothes and plunged in. Noone else was around, although Helen thought she heard a twig snap on the bank above them. Probably just a kangaroo, or even lyrebird in the thick tangle of bush. The lovers swam around each other, slithering gently across each other's bodies, nipples caressing buttocks, fingers gently probing pussies, pussies sliding over each other, and tongues lapping soft flesh.
