“Come to mommy.” She crooned, pushing herself up with one arm while using the other to cup the back of Olivia’s head and direct it swiftly towards her cavernous cleavage. Olivia’s face slapped into her breasts, her mouth almost instantly finding a nipple and giving it a few impish sucks before plucking it with her lips and spitting it out all while laughing hysterically. Maithri was laughing too and they both rolled around wildly on the grass for several gleeful seconds.
The two young women panting and out of breath, slowly regained their composure. The were now a meter or so apart, Olivia was closest to their pile of clothes, she reached in a rummaged around in the near total darkness for several seconds. When her hand emerged it was holding a large plastic bag. “I always keep a few of these in my bandoleer.” She remarked as she quickly grabbed all their loose items and started stuffing them inside.
Maithri felt a stab of fear that was quickly followed by an even stronger swell of excitement that left her trembling and light-headed. “We’re really doing this, aren’t we…” She said weakly as Olivia zipped up the bag, the only thing she’d left outside was their shoes. The tight little package was disconcertingly small, she’d packed it surprisingly well in the dark. There were lanyards on either side of the bag that passed for shoulder straps in a pinch. Olivia slung the bundle onto her back and reached out her hand.
Maithri stepped into her footwear, Olivia had already put hers back on. “Oh, we’re doing this.” She smirked as her girlfriend took her hand. There was another blinding flash of light and then an ear-splitting crash. They both saw it this time, not quite as far above, the tower glowed red where the lightning had struck but was already fading. Around them once again the grass came alive, vibrant violet arcs echoing the spectacle above in miniature at a fraction of the speed.
Maithri flinched but didn’t close her eyes or scream this time. She could feel the impossible strength and power in Olivia’s hand, her callouses like python scales, her muscles like graphene cables, the girl felt moored to an unmoving world. Maithri momentarily was unsure that she held a human hand, surely she had mistakenly stuck her hand into the crevice of a mountain. Then her girlfriend started moving, and she was pulled along like a dangling balloon, the grass parting and buffeting her on all sides, scouring her arms and sides.
And yet there was no pain, only a delicious warmth that seemed to spread throughout her entire body, like she’d just had a full glass of some strong liquor. “This is… Exciting!” Olivia hissed into the wind.
“This is crazy!” Maithri laughed, finally finding her footing and trotting up alongside Olivia. The gentle rain assuaged the sting of their mildly lacerated bodies. The farther they got from the tower the less the air seemed to swirl around them, it died down to an impudent breeze and then ceased altogether. They were left in an eerie silence, the jungle detritus crunching and crackling loudly under their feet whenever they strayed too far off the ruler-straight corridor cleared by the automaton platoons.
The air was so warm and humid that Maithri found herself occasionally forgetting that she wasn’t wearing any clothes, it was only when her breasts swayed and slapped together in a certain way that she was reminded. Each time she happened to glance over at her friend her eyes would quickly dart up and down, expecting some shred of cloth or rubber to obscure her nipples or the natty little dash that was Olivia’s crotch; but each time she was surprised anew when there was nothing but glorious nakedness.
In the dim light, her friend’s dark skin, wet and glistening gleamed and flashed like obsidian as she moved, catching elusive errant rays of light that penetrated the canopy. Maithri’s tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth as she watched her girlfriend glide silently through the still night air. She appeared ethereal, translucent, a being of black glass and glittering refractive depths. Her arms scissored freely at her sides, her long slender legs in perfect sync, her distant gaze peering steadily ahead through the gloom. Maithri swallowed, her saliva finally starting to flow again, along with other bodily fluids.
“You’re so beautiful.” She rasped. Olivia turned her head and smiled softly.
“Am I?” She breathed, pausing on the path, as Maithri delicately reached out to touch her girlfriend’s chest. Her flesh was slick with rain, hard underneath her fingertips, not a gram of fat on her body anywhere, well, except for maybe her ass. “I keep forgetting we’re naked. Isn’t that strange?” Olivia whispered, apparently oblivious to her friend’s uncharacteristic timidity. Maithri shook her head slowly, and they started walking again.
“I keep forgetting too, but my pussy most certainly has not.” She finally replied cheekily. Olivia could feel it herself, a powerful persistent arousal, tingling everywhere but especially between her legs. Her body knew intimately what her feeble mind couldn’t seem to grasp. They continued on in silence for several minutes, the rain had finally stopped, or they’d moved out from underneath the baleful umbrella of clouds that had ringed the tower.
The wind had returned though, a gentle licking breeze that curled its invisible fingers lovingly around their arms and legs. “I feel like I just got out of the bath.” Olivia remarked, her eyes anxiously scanning the surrounding vegetation. Now that the rain had stopped she was a little more worried that they might actually run into someone on the path… Even though she couldn’t remember the last time that had happened after the evening shift change rush had gone, and that was a long time ago.
By the time they reached the villa their hair was just a little damp, but otherwise they were completely dry. That is, aside from one other little place. Maithri’s hand trailed down Olivia’s back as she opened the door, brushing across the back of her leg then darting quickly between them. “I knew it.” She said smugly, pulling back her hand which was now a little slimy and cool to the touch. Her girlfriend just snickered and stepped out of reach.
“As if you’re any different. I can smell you from here.” She sniffed dramatically as they stumbled inside. In the warm glow of the kitchen it was even more apparent. The two girls stood a couple meters apart and involuntarily looked down between each other’s legs. Both of them still had telltale glistening streaks trailing from their crotches down their inner thighs. “Fuck. We got so fucking wet.” Olivia murmured, a little in awe at just how much juice had leaked out on their relatively short walk home. A tiny bit had even made it past her knees.
“Well it was exciting.” Maithri mumbled, feeling strangely embarrassed, suddenly wishing she could put on some clothes. Olivia took the bag off of her shoulders and dumped it out on the table. But they both just stared at the pile of slowly unfurling clothes, until a sound from behind made them both jump.
“Hey, you’re back.” Marcella said casually as she slunk sensually towards the fridge. “Welcome home senhoras.” She said, not looking in their direction as her upper body temporarily disappeared inside the open fridge. She emerged with a jug of goat’s milk which she raised to her lips and took a few slow swallows before closing the door behind her and stepping towards the table. “Want some?” She asked demurely, holding out the bottle.
“Oh yes please!” Maithri chirped, snatching the jug and greedily bringing it to her mouth. Olivia grimaced, realizing how hungry and thirsty she was, wishing that she’d grabbed it first. But she waited patiently as her girlfriend drank almost half the milk before handing it sideways to her. Marcella and Maithri had locked eyes for some reason, and seemed to be having a silent conversation.
“Looks like the two of you were having some fun.” Marcella finally said, pretending to seem disinterested, taking back the jug and drinking what little was left. “Why are you naked?” She asked, stepping closer, after the two girls only shared a sheepish glance followed by a grin.
“We, uh… Got stuck in the rain.” Olivia mumbled, unable to meet her mother’s eyes. The two girls had turned to face Marcella, they leaned against the edge of the table, their hips barely touching. Her mom stared them both down easily, her expression smug and knowing. Marcella reached behind her daughter and casually took her panties out of the pile of clothes behind Olivia’s back. Their bodies almost touched.
“These are yours right?” Marcella asked softly, her eyes sparkling, as she methodically turned them inside out, her hands moving deftly, her eyes never looking down. Olivia nodded. “Good, I wouldn’t want to take little Desi’s by mistake.” She chuckled wryly, stepping back a bit, but still uncomfortably close.
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