"Cathy, are you awake?" Anita asked.
She brought her face up to Cathy's. There was the hint of a smile on the blonde's lips. Taking a deep breath Anita pressed her lips against Cathy's kissing her hard. She could feel her breathing quicken, and she knew that she was wet. The brown skinned girl slid her hand over Cathy's smooth, flat belly and down to the tuft of golden hair between her legs. Anita entwined her fingers in the short, curly hairs of the blonde girl's pussy. She was wet as well.
Cathy moaned with desire keeping her eyes closed. Anita began to gently nibble on Cathy's earlobe, taking it into her mouth, and slowly flicking it back and forth with her tongue. As she did this, she ran her finger slowly along the American's labia, now slick wet lubrication. Anita slid her fingers back and forth, enjoying the wet stickiness of Cathy's pussy. After a few languid moments, she pushed her fingers into the warm, tight entrance of the blonde girl's sex.
"Ooohhh, yes! Don't stop!" Cathy cried, as she opened her eyes.
Soon Cathy brought her lips to Anita's, and pushed her tongue between the Indian's lips, where their tongues danced and wrestled with each other. Breaking the kiss, Cathy looked into Anita's eyes.
"Are you a lesbian? I'd have never guessed." She said as she embraced the smaller girl. Their breasts crushed against each other, and Anita began to kiss the slim white neck presented to her. Catching her breath, and breaking her kisses, Anita propped herself on an elbow and faced Cathy, even while her fingers pumped back and forth in the blonde's dripping pussy. Giggles and a low moan came from behind the shower curtain.
"I wasn't till I got here. But now I don't know. You are just so beautiful, I couldn't help myself."
Cathy's breathing soon grew more rapid. "I'm gonna cum, fuck me!, fuck me fast! I love it!"
Anita complied as best she could quickening the pace. She was aroused by the rhythmic sound of her fingers pumping back and forth in the blonde haired pussy. Looking back at the shower, she could see that Eric was watching her pleasure Cathy. Strangely, she found that it only increased her arousal.
Ohhhh!, Ohhhhh!, Ohhhh! Cathy yelled loudly. She began to shake, and her legs stiffened, in seconds Anita's hand was covered in the thick syrup of Cathy's love juices. Grabbing Anita's hand, the American girl held it next to her pussy.
"Leave it there." she whispered.
Anita placed her head on Cathy's shoulder, and nuzzled her.
Erica giggled loudly, saying "nice show you two, but you should probably get ready for class, don't ya think?"
The two sisters stepped over the naked, reclining bodies of Cathy and Anita, and began to brush out their hair in front of the mirror. Cathy ran her hand over Anita's back, enjoying the silky smoothness of it. She sighed.
"Should we go to Class? Or do you want to stay here?" Cathy asked. |