| Lesbian: Romantic: Just A Walk (1/3) |
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Slowly we walked along the banks of the small stream, hand in hand, each of us lost in our thoughts. Sherry and I had known each other for only a short time and this was our first time alone together. We both loved the fresh smell of the forest and the crisp autumn air that caressed our faces. The soft gurgle of the brook lulled us into serenity as we walked along. A few times along the way we stopped to kiss, exploring each other's lips, tongue and teeth, but soon stopping, hugging gently, and continuing along the path. My arm slipped around her tiny waist and my hand rested on her hip as emotions welled within me, emotions I was reluctant, even afraid, to acknowledge. Sherry's face had a soft glow and she kept her eyes turned downward as we walked as if afraid to betray her own thoughts. As we walked I glanced sideways from time to time and could see a hint of her ripe breasts beneath the cotton shirt she was wearing, the lacy cup of her bra was visible through the gap between her buttons. Her faded jeans fit her body like a soft glove and she moved with an easy grace; her hips gently swayed from side to side as she walked. Her soft blue eyes and full lips accented her lovely oval face, which was framed by her dark shoulder length hair. As we walked, lost in our thoughts, we began to notice a change in the sound of the brook. In the distance a soft roar, almost undetectable at first, began to grow louder as we drew closer. Rounding a bend we saw it, a waterfall cascaded from the bluff about fifty feet high. The spray filled the air with a cool mist. Captivated by the sight, we moved closer and noticed a sandbar at the base of the waterfall, bathed in bright, warm sunlight and the cool mist of the cascading water. We stepped onto the sand and sat down. I took Sherry in my arms and pulled her to me, her head resting on my shoulder, my hands caressing her dark hair as we sat hypnotized by the magic of the scene before us. Catching her chin with my fingertips I lifted her face toward mine and kissed her full and tenderly on her soft lips. Her arms went to my neck and she embraced me passionately as my tongue began to explore the sweetness of her mouth. We held each other, locked in tender embrace for what seemed an eternity. Soon, looking into my eyes, she took my hand and placed it on her soft, full breast. My heart leaped from my chest as I cupped the soft mound and tenderly squeezed it while gazing at her eyes so filled with love and desire. Gently I laid her back on the soft, warm sand, kissing her tenderly as I began to unbutton the soft cotton shirt. Pulling open the neckline I kissed the smooth flesh of her chest and traced the lacy outline of her bra with my tongue. Her breath had become shallow and her breasts heaved as her passion was kindled with each kiss and soft caress. Quickly I released the hook at the front of Sherry's bra and pulled it open to unveil her lush, ripe breasts. I lowered my head to brush one dark nipple with my tongue as I felt her quiver. Drawing the firm bud into my mouth I felt her hands on my head, pulling |
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