Midsummer (3/3,FF)

The next morning was clear and beautiful.  Janice
awoke to birdsong and a fresh cool breeze blowing
through her window.  She yawned and stretched herself
tautly, then got out of bed.

Raven was in the kitchen sipping coffee.  The stereo
system was tuned to a soft rock station and Melissa
Etheridge sang in the background.  A plate of warm
cinnamon rolls sat on the table.

Raven said, "Good morning, sleepyhead!"

Janice found a big mug in the cupboard and helped
herself to some steaming coffee.  One sleeve of her
nightshirt had slipped down and unveiled a bare
shoulder.  She grinned sleepily at her friend.

"It must be the night air," she announced, sipping her
coffee.  "I slept like a baby."

Raven regarded her friend with a fond smile.  She rose
to pour herself another cup.  She was wearing a silk
thigh-length robe in a flower print pattern.  As she
sat down, the front flared open a little, exposing the
tops of her fine breasts.

Raven said, "The country will do that to you.  The
perfect cure for insomnia."  Along with, she thought
devilishly, jerking yourself off at 3:00 AM.  Was it
good for you, dear?

Janice took a cinnamon roll from the plate and munched
it.  "Oh, that's tasty.  You're treating me too good,
honey.  I'll never be satisfied with my husband after
I've been with you."  She gave Raven a clumsy wink.

The dark-haired woman winked back and laughed.  "So,
do you think you're up for a swim after this?"

Janice looked a little dubious.  "It seems a bit
chilly out there."

Raven said, "It'll warm up soon.  There's a float
anchored about a hundred feet out from our little
dock.  We can swim out there and sun ourselves."

Janice said, "Do we make it a race?"  She looked at
Raven with a half-challenging expression.

Raven said, "Oh, so it's racing you want, is it?
Well, let me inform you, missy, that it's not only
drawing I've gotten good at.  I can give you a run for
the money in the water."

Janice got up to pour herself another cup.  She said,
"Well, we'll see."  She smiled.  "Do you swim like you
draw?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, dear friend, do we do it naked or do we do it
in a swimsuit?"

Raven's lip curled up in a bit of a smirk.  "Not many
people around.  You do run the risk of flashing the
occasional boater."

"Vacations are for doing new things, right?"

"Right."

Fifteen minutes later they were down at the little
dock on the shore.  Janice slipped off her flip-flops
and dipped a bare toe in the water.  She was wearing a
terrycloth robe she borrowed from Raven.

"Brrr," she said.  "That's going to be a shock to the
system."

Raven threw her robe down on the dock railing.  She
stood upright, gloriously bare.  Her ebony pubic
thatch curled around her thighs and crotch in abundant
richness and her wide hips and full heavy breasts
attested that this was a mature woman, at home in her
bountiful body.

She said, "What are you, a woman or a wuss?"  She
dived off the dock into the blue water.  She came up,
treading water, and said, "You mentioned something
about a race?"

Janice threw off her own robe in a quick bold
movement, and stood there a second.  Her  generous
hips and full round breasts were displayed, and her
soft luxuriant brown bush caught Raven's eye.

She dived off and hit the water a few feet from her
friend.  She emerged with teeth chattering, and said,
"It's f-f-f-fine.  Let's g-go."

Raven swung her arms out and started a strong crawl.
Janice matched her and the two naked swimmers headed
for the float.

Flashes of buttock and thigh were exposed as their
legs kicked in the cold water.  Their nipples
lengthened and stiffened from the cold.  They felt the
water streaming through their legs, tiny bubbles
percolating through their pubic hair, tickling them.

It was a dead heat.  Both women reached the float at
the same time.  It was a small raft-like structure,
about ten feet square.  It consisted of treated
plywood over several aluminum tubes.  There was a
small railing they could grab onto to get out of the
water.

The women heaved themselves onto the float, shivering.
 There was a small wooden locker in one corner, and
Raven retrieved a couple of large towels.  Soon the
undraped women had rubbed themselves down.  The summer
sun climbed a little higher and they shortly felt much
warmer.

They stretched out on their backs, side by side,
facing in opposite directions.

Janice announced, "I would have won, but the cold
shocked me.   I should get a handicap because you're
used to it."

Raven said, chuckling, "No, I should get a handicap
because my boobs are bigger, creating more drag."

Janice slapped her friend on the thigh lightly.
"Hell, I thought you used your tits to swim with.
Don't tell me all that strength came from your legs."

Raven raised her right leg, extended it up, and ran
her hand along her thigh.  "It's all the hiking I've
been doing.  Lot's of muscle there."

Janice said, "Well, I'll give you that it's a good
looking leg.  But for strength, mine would give you a
good contest."  She raised her own leg, so that the
two vertical limbs were now side by side.

Raven said, "Leg wrestling now, is it?  Okay, brown
eyes, you're on."

She twisted her leg to the side and it encountered
Janice's leg.

Janice said, "Oh, I forgot.  It's gonna be hard to
kiss you and make you lose from this angle."  She
smiled and then started pressing her strong leg
against Raven's.  The naked flesh compressed as they
started to struggle.

Raven grunted, "Tough noogies."  She pushed with her
leg against Janice's.  They were aligned so that the
legs were in contact from the cheeks upward along the
thighs, and then twisted a little around the calves.

The position was awkward, but the women continued.
They shifted a bit on the raft as they pushed, neither
one gaining any advantage.

They uttered the occasional indecipherable groan and
the infrequent giggle as they pressed their legs and
thighs together, but for the most part, they
concentrated on the playful struggle.

As they continued, both women felt in the back of
their minds that something more was going on.  It
seemed that the competitive tone of their weekend was
a metaphor for something else.

Raven hadn't thought that the time she was spending
with Janice would have included these physical
contests.  But for some reason beyond their ken, it
kept coming up.  And as she worked her tiring leg
muscles in opposition to Janice, she found herself
thinking back to the sexual overtones of last night.

Janice, for her part, was also wondering why these
games were being played.  And she also thought of the
erotic implications of her visit so far.  Last night
she had awakened and masturbated to a blessed relief.
But now the carnal tensions were being ramped up
again.

Then it hit both women at the same time.  Are we
unconsciously trying to seduce each other?  Is all
this arm-wrestling and swimming and now this leg
battle our own peculiar version of foreplay?

Raven pushed harder.  Janice groaned and pushed back.
Raven thought it was time to end it.  She pushed
harder, and Janice yelped as she felt herself being
pushed back.

"Okay!  Uncle!"  Janice cried.  She disengaged her
leg, and sat up.  She looked quizzically at Raven.

Raven lowered her leg to the surface and looked back.
"I didn't hurt you, sweetie, did I?"

Janice said wryly, "Just my pride.  Jesus please us,
but you're strong."

Raven said smugly, "Told ya so."

The women reclined back on the float and lay in
silence for a little while.  Random musings flickered
through their minds.

Raven thought: So if it's gonna happen, why shouldn't
it happen now?

Janice thought: God knows I want to.  I adore her.  I
have been in one state of arousal after another since
I got here.

Raven thought: But I don't know if the time is quite
right.  Besides, I'm kind of enjoying the teasing.

Janice thought: The time isn't quite right yet.  And
all this teasing is sweet and exciting. But it needs
to be soon.  Better be soon.  If we keep substituting
physical rivalry for lovemaking, we'll be in a
kickboxing match before the day is over.

The two naked (and slightly sore) curvaceous women lay
there in the warm sun, daydreaming of an erotic
rendezvous yet to come.

Raven raised her head up a bit.  "Ready to head back,
nature girl?"

Janice rolled over onto her stomach, then came slowly
to her feet.  Stretching to her full height, she said,
"Okay.  I hope that water is a little warmer."

Raven lifted herself up, steadying herself with an arm
on her friend.  "There's only one way to find out."

Both women dove in at the same time, a graceful ballet
of nude femininity.  The water wasn't that much
warmer, and they gasped with effort as they swam
strongly for the dock.

They quickly dressed in their robes and briskly walked
back to the cabin.  There, they finished drying
themselves and clothed themselves in blue jeans and
pullover knit shirts.

Raven said, "There's a little town called Miller about
a half-hour away from here.  We need to get some food
and wine, plus I thought we could explore some of the
second-hand shops and antique stores.  This isn't much
of a tourist trap, so there are some actual bargains
around."

Janice nodded as she tied her Nikes.  "It wouldn't be
much of vacation if I couldn't find some way to part
with a few dollars.  I'm game."

Soon they were riding along in Janice's rental Buick
along the two-lane blacktop.  The traffic consisted
mainly of RV's and vacationers heading for their
favorite fishing spots.  Raven reflected that she was
lucky not many people had discovered her little slice
of heaven.  The day was warm and fair, and they rode
with the windows down and the air-conditioning off,
cruising along the tree-lined road.

Miller turned out to be charming little town with a
couple of nice little dining spots that catered to
locals.  Raven and Janice had a tasty brunch at one
place while they discussed the stores to visit.

After the meal, they wandered the main street, poking
about in the antique shops and fondling little
knick-knacks.  Janice bought a few prints from one
store, and a little curio box from another.

Then the women found themselves in a small clothing
store.  They searched among the racks and shelves, and
found a couple of dresses they liked.  They were thin
white cotton numbers, sleeveless and perfect for
summer.  They looked around for a dressing room.

The attendant said there was only one, but it was
large enough if two friends wanted to share it.

Janice said, "No problem."  The two women went into
the room.  They started to disrobe, removing their
jeans and shirts.

Janice held up her selection.  "Hmm...it'll look better
without a bra."  She unhooked her Bali number and
dropped it on the seat.  She slipped off her running
shoes.  Naked except for her panties, she pulled the
dress down over her shoulders and worked her breasts
into the bodice.

Raven said, "You're right."  She likewise took off her
Victoria's Secret bra and put on the dress.  The two
women exited the dressing room and checked themselves
in the mirror.

Raven said, "What are we, sisters?"

Janice laughed.  "Looks like it.  Looks good, too."

They did look very nice in the dresses.  The skirt
portion descended in a simple A-line and hit their
calves about five inches below their knees.  Two
thigh-high slits were on either side.  The neckline
was a scoop cut and revealed the tops of the breasts
nicely, and the elasticity of the material compressed
them together.  The line of cleavage was alluring.
Also, the thin material emphasized their nipples, with
Raven's dark thick ones being particularly noticeable.


Raven said, "Well, I doubt I'll wear it to church, but
it sure is the thing to wear if you want to capture
someone's attention."  She moved her eyes briefly to
Janice's form.  Damn, she thought. She looks fine!

"I'll say.  Shall we get them?"  Janice glanced at
Raven.  Oh my, she thought. That dress is an
invitation to fuck.

"Sure."

They went back into the dressing room and got back
into their original clothes.

They spent the next few hours perusing the rest of the
stores that Miller had to offer.  Their last stop was
the small supermarket, where they picked up a few
staples.  They made a quick run in the package store
and bought a couple of bottles of a decent Merlot and
a bottle of Amaretto.

On the way back, Raven asked, "So how are you doing?
Tired?"

"A little bit.  I think it'll be good just to have a
simple supper and some wine, listen to your stereo."

"Sounds perfect.  The nights are cool enough sometimes
to build a fire.  I've a got a bit of wood left."

"Wonderful."

"You going to dress up for dinner?" Raven asked.

"You mean that dress?  Sure.  If you do the same."

"Of course."

They rode the rest of the way back to the cabin in
congenial silence. But if they could have read one
another's mind, they would have found one word, loud
and clear: Yes!

After they got back, they unloaded their purchases.
It was getting close to sunset when Raven and Janice
started preparing their meal.  A small rib roast was
cooking in the oven, along with new potatoes.  The
women had each consumed a glass of Merlot by the time
supper was ready to serve.

Raven said, "Whoops!  Almost forgot.  It's time to
change."

Janice said, "You're right."

They disappeared into their rooms and stripped of
their clothing.  Without putting on any underwear,
they slipped their white cotton dresses on.  They
remained barefoot as they came back out into the main
room of the cabin.

They nodded approvingly at one another as they placed
their dishes on the table.  The plain and simple
dresses on their womanly bodies seemed quite suitable,
and their bare legs and feet lent a type of
earth-mother flavor to them.

Dinner was delicious.  In the warm reds and golds of
sunset, they sipped their wine and ate the savory meal
while chatting about this and that.  Unconsciously,
they were moving so as to heighten their awareness of
each other.   Their bodies were positioned so that the
breasts were moved just a touch forward.  Their eyes
were wide and there were frequent touches of the hand,
and soft inviting smiles.  Had they been with men
instead of each other, they would have instantly
recognized the erotic games they were playing, but for
now it seemed perfectly normal to them.

After dinner, Raven loaded some logs onto the
fireplace and placed some kindling around them.  She
started the fire with a large kitchen match, and
fanned it with a bellows.  The well-seasoned wood
started to burn nicely.  The cat had disappeared
outside.

Raven had tossed some large pillows down on the floor
in front of the hearth.  Along with the thick rug, it
made a comfortable place to recline.  Raven turned on
the stereo and some soft rock started to play.

Janice opened the bottle of Amaretto and poured a
couple of fingers of the fragrant liqueur into a
couple of crystal snifters.  She placed them on the
stone hearth, and picked up a match.

"Watch," she said.  "I learned this a few years ago."

She lit the match and waited for the sulfur fumes to
dissipate.  She then picked up one snifter, tilted it,
and put the match to it.  Soft blue flames
materialized.  She waited a few seconds, then blew
them out.  She handed the now warm drink to Raven.
She lit another match and did the same to her own
glass.

 The two women reclined on the pillows and raised
their glasses.  Raven said, "To the best of friends."

Janice felt touched.  "The best."  They sipped the
sweet smelling drink.

The rest of the lights in the cabin were off.  The
firelight sent flickering waves of illumination
dancing around the room.  Raven rested on one elbow,
her bare feet toward the fire, looking beguiling in
the plain white dress.  Janice lay on her side, hand
beneath her head on a pillow.  The slit of her dress
disclosed one shapely thigh, golden in the firelight.

The two women sipped their Amaretto and watched the
fire.  The radio played softly.  Raven looked over
from time to time at Janice, who in turn would regard
her with fond eyes.

Raven placed her snifter on the hearth and stood up
slowly.  She turned and put her hands on the mantle
and rested her chin there.

Janice stood up and moved near her friend.  Raven
turned to look at her.

"Sweetie..." Raven began.

"Raven..." Janice said, at the same time.

A perplexed smile came to their faces.  They turned to
one another, and in one of those moments that could
not be planned, the radio came into a key lyric from a
Vanessa Williams song:

"And now we're standing face to face
Isn't this world a crazy place?
Just when I thought this chance would pass
You go and save the best for last."

Janice said, in a husky, almost pleading voice, "Oh,
Raven...for the love of God, kiss me!"

Raven and Janice leaned their faces forward.  Their
arms reached out and started to embrace.  Their lips
came with millimeters of each other, almost trembling.
 Raven felt surges of longing and knew at last that
this was the right moment.

With a groan of pure need, Raven kissed Janice.
Janice opened her warm enticing mouth and her tongue
moved out wetly to meet Raven's.  They pulled their
arms tightly around one another as they passionately
kissed, making soft crying sounds of desperate desire.
 Their bodies touched, the thin cotton whispering over
their breasts as they tried to establish as much body
contact as possible, breasts and belly and thigh.  The
ardent kiss continued, their mouths crushed together,
tongues wet and hot.

They broke the kiss, still tightly embraced.  Raven
whispered in throaty emotion, "Oh, God, I've wanted to
do that ever since you got here!  I didn't know how or
why, I just knew I had to.  Oh, sweet baby, do it
again."

Their mouths met again, the tender lips sweet
together.  The women stood by the fire and kissed
again and again, making incoherent sounds of aching
need.

Janice moved her mouth away, and said softly, "Oh,
darling, I think I've wanted to do that for twenty
years.   I've just now realized that."

Raven said, between soft gentle kisses, "At last, at
long, long, last.  I adore you.  You know that...you
must know that."

"And I'm absolutely crazy about you.  Madly."

Janice stepped back a second, disengaging herself from
Raven's arms. Her eyes were soft.  "Raven," she
murmured. "Take off my dress."

Raven reached out with her hands and hooked them under
the shoulder straps of Janice's dress.  She lifted
them up and then slipped them down over her friend's
shoulders.  Janice held her arms down by her side,
palms slightly forward.

The top of the dress came down as Raven tugged it.
Janice's firm round breasts popped into view, jiggling
as the material pulled past the nipple.  Raven watched
with hungry eyes as she pushed the dress down over the
hips and past the pelvic region.  She caught her
breath as Janice's lush brown bush came into view.
The wavering light from the fire played on the brown
hair.

She pushed the rest of the way and Janice's dress lay
in a heap at her feet.  Janice stepped out of it and
kicked it away.  She now stood naked, with calm eyes,
in front of Raven.  The dark-haired woman felt her
lust growing at the sight of her unclad
soon-to-be-lover.

Janice said in gentle tones, "My turn."

Raven stood still, her hands by her side as Janice
lifted the straps of the thin dress and started to
pull them down.  Raven's large thick-nippled breasts
came into sight and Janice paused to run her hand
underneath and cup one, her palm pressing slightly
against the nipple.  She watched as Raven closed her
eyes quickly and made a slight whimper.  She slid the
dress the rest of the way down, pulling the stretchy
material past the hips.  The tangled black patch of
Raven's bush was exposed and Janice put her face near
it.  Yes, she could smell her friend's sexual
chemistry working, and it was intoxicating.

The dress fell about her feet and she stepped out of.
The women moved forward slowly, their eyes locked on
each other.  Their breasts were the first to touch.
Janice's pink stiff nipples were a bit higher than
Raven's and they slipped along the upper slope of
Raven's globes.  Janice felt Raven's thick erect
nipples along the underside of her breasts.  She
shivered.

As they moved closer, their arms again reached out.
Raven slipped one arm around Janice's waist and the
other went to the back of her neck.  Their breasts
started to compress as their bodies got closer.
Janice wrapped both her arms around Raven's waist.
They opened their mouths.

With a moan, they again kissed fervently, sweet breath
dizzying them.  The tongues came together again and
wrestled.  As they kissed, their bellies hit each
other softly and finally they felt the first contact
of their bushes.

It felt like a tickling teasing sensation at first,
and they danced their hips a little, moving a bit in
and out.  Finally, they jerked their hips forward, and
felt the wanton impact of their pussies.  Both women
pulled their faces back from the kiss and gasped.

"Oh, my God, that feels so fucking wonderful," Raven
hissed.  "Oh, do that again!"

"I l-love it!" Janice stuttered.

They moved their hands down to their round sensuous
asses and both women pulled in, fingers clenching the
buttocks as their rapidly moistening hirsute cunts
collided.  They both cried out as the vulvas impacted
and their lips splayed open.

They grabbed their asses tightly and ground the hungry
mounds together.  Shocks of wanton electricity coursed
through their bodies.

Their legs were weakening.  Janice felt her muscles
tremble as she started to sink to the pillows on the
floor.  "...on the floor!"  she said tightly.  "...fuck
me..."

Janice spread her legs wide on the rug, her back
raised against a large pillow.  Raven came into her
arms and settled into position.  Janice enfolded her
in her arms and Raven positioned her crotch on top of
Janice's open flower.

They kissed again, deep and hot and wet, their breasts
crushing together.  Raven started to raise and lower
her hips, bringing her wet pussy into intimate labial
kisses with Janice's.  Their freely flowing nectar
started to spatter out as Raven fucked her.

Raven said, between hot kisses, "Oh, god, baby, I'm
gonna make you come so hard, you'll see stars...oh,
lover,  you'll spill...oh, my baby...come on....come on...."

Janice uttered in hurried hoarse sounds, "Oh, no, you
come...you come....come on, baby...don't wait for me...just do
it...oh, DEAR SWEET GOD...ahhhh!...ahnnnngghh!  Oh, fuck
me...fuck me....FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"

Janice cried out and pulled Raven closer to her.  She
opened her legs and enfolded them around Raven's waist
tightly, locking them together.  Her eyes were shut
and her mouth curled about her teeth.

Raven pushed her hips down one more time and jammed
her hot soaking cunt onto Janice's.  She twisted her
hips and she felt her distended clit slide along
Janice's, and Raven howled.

Janice came.  Her vagina contracted in rapid waves of
pure libidinous ecstasy, and she jetted a stream of
carnal juices out of her cunt.  She cried out again
and again as her legs contracted around Raven's waist.
 Undulations rippled her flesh and tears leaked out of
her closed eyes.

Janice's cry of release triggered Raven's orgasm.  She
opened her mouth in a long fluttering cry and felt
burning surges of raw delight tumble through her body.
 Her cunt gave out cataracts of female liquor,
mingling with the pool of juices from Janice's pussy.
Her hips made involuntary jerking motions, bucking
against Janice's, and she also felt the emotional
impact as tears started to course down her face.

Finally both women settled down, recovering from the
intense sexual culmination.  Their breath came in slow
hitches, and Raven lay in Janice's arms, still clasped
by Janice's legs.

Raven lifted her head up and kissed Janice softly.
Then with a small sound she rolled over and lay side
by side with her lover.  The light from the fire
danced on their exhausted naked bodies.  Janice
reached down and took Raven's hand.

Raven said softly, "Oh, my sweet darling, that was
beautiful.  I've never come like that in my life.  I
had no idea...no idea at all."

Janice breathed, "Oh, sweetheart, I have been smashed
to smithereens.  God!  I'm still dripping...you are an
angel..."

Janice moved up and turned around so she could rest in
Raven's arms.  Raven put an arm around her and
Janice's head came down on her shoulder.  They lay
there quietly, whispering endearments, hands idly
caressing the soft flesh.

Janice's hand came up and started to stroke the nipple
on Raven's left breast.  She flicked it softly with
her thumb and the dark peak awoke.  Janice smiled as
the nipple stiffened and grew longer.

Raven ran her hand along Janice's back, moving it up
and down slowly, increasing the pressure as she
started to feel the sensations from her breast.

Janice lifted her head up and she slid her hand down
to Raven's hairy pussy.  She moved her index finger in
and out of the curls of black hair.  Her finger moved
deliberately along the slit, and started to rub.

Raven inhaled sharply.  Her senses came swiftly awake.
 She noticed Janice's ear within the folds of her
brown hair.  She raised her head and brought her mouth
to it, and started to nuzzle and nibble at it.

Janice arched her neck and said, "Oh, yessss...I love
that!"  She continued to slide her finger along
Raven's labia.  It was quickly being coated with
female juices.

Raven ran her tongue along Janice's earlobe.  The
sensitive flesh was caressed by her wet tongue, and
Janice found herself rapidly getting aroused.

Meanwhile Raven started to breathe faster on Janice's
ear and neck as Janice diddled her.  Still nuzzling
the earlobe, she spread her legs apart.  Janice took
the invitation and slipped her two fingers into
Raven's slick vaginal opening.

Raven whispered in Janice's ear, "Oh, put your pussy
on mine!  Get it on there...fuck me...."

Janice pulled her wet fingers out of Raven's cunt and
rose to a seated position.  She moved her legs so that
Raven's left thigh was between her legs.  Raven felt
the wet pussy slick against her thigh.

Janice took Raven's left leg and lifted it up so that
it rested against Janice's breasts.  She scooted
forward until her pussy slid into Raven's.

While holding onto Raven's long leg, caressing it and
kissing the behind the knee, Janice started to hump
her cunt into Raven's.   Brown bush tangled with black
bush as they bumped their mounds together.

Raven found that the unusual angle of her leg made for
an interesting sensation as Janice fucked her.  Janice
slid back and forth on Raven's thigh and continued to
run her hands along Raven's leg.  She rubbed the limb
deeply, massaging it.

In the meantime, their clits had again become stiff
questing little nubbins of sensation, swimming in
juice.  Janice increased the speed of her hips, and
Raven heard the little smacks of wet flesh as their
pussies bumped.

Raven reached up with her hand and found one of
Janice's breasts, bouncing as they fucked.  She teased
the stiff nipple with her finger and squeezed it.
Janice gasped and her hips beat even faster.

Janice took one hand from Raven's leg and placed it on
Raven's left breast.  In time with the humping, she
pressed the breast, and the dark nipple rubbed against
her hand.  Raven relished the pressure, and she
started to vocalize, small yips and cries.

Janice looked down at her friend as she beat her hips
in a rapid carnal rhythm.  In a shaking voice, she
started to say, "This time...this time...oh, come for
me...go wild...come for me...do it...do it...just fucking
come...oh, god, oh fuck, oh fuck..."

Raven's hips were starting to bounce up and down as
she again felt the delicious aching need for release.
She closed her eyes and her hand left Janice's breast.
 Janice pulled her hand away from Raven's chest and
again grasped the upraised leg.  She felt her wet
pussy slide into Raven's, the lips opening and
closing, the rigid clits sometimes meeting head on in
sharp jabs of pure raw sensation.

Raven brought her hands down to her own large breasts
and squeezed and worked the stiff nipples.  Suddenly,
she arched her back and shrieked in orgasm, her cunt
spilling a stream of slick female elixir.  She felt
the contractions in her pelvis radiate all over her
body and her hips jerked in unguided spasms.  She
cried out again and again, yowls of pure rapture.

Janice saw her lover's climactic paroxysms and came in
turn, sounding a cat cry of absolute abandonment.
She grabbed onto Raven's leg tightly and closed her
eyes as the orgasm shook her body.  She felt copious
amounts of her sexual juices flow onto Raven's thigh
and pussy.  She shuddered and collapsed on top of
Raven.

In the chaotic light of the fire, the women, once
friends and now lovers, rested in satiation.

Much later, the women were outside on the deck.  Raven
reclined on a pad against a railing, and Janice leaned
back in the enclosure of Raven's open legs and the
warm embrace of her arms.  Raven's large breasts were
pressed against Janice's back.  The dark-haired woman
could reach around and tickle a breast or move her
head slightly and nibble on an earlobe.  A large
blanket was tucked around their naked figures to ward
of the nighttime chill.  Mr. Big Stuff, serene and
imperturbable, lay on the table beside them.

The sky was clear and jet black, and a gorgeous
star-strewn firmament was displayed for the tender
amorous women.  The Milky Way was bright, stretching
from Scorpio in the south and arching overhead to the
Swan, an exquisite view.

Raven cuddled her beloved.  Abruptly, a bright swift
meteor cleaved the sky, falling from zenith to
horizon.  Both women said, "Oh, my..."  as the fiery
spark flashed down.

"Did you make a wish?" Janice asked softly.

Raven moved her head forward and pressed her cheek
against Janice's.  Janice turned her head and their
lips touched in warm devotion.

Raven said, "I can't think of a wish I had that hasn't
been granted."

Janice smiled and the women kissed again, under the
bejeweled sky.