Lets tease Lisa a bit

It was night. Lisa lay dozing in bed with Sara's warm body close to her side. It had been weeks since she arrived at the farm, and the two girls was still sharing a matress. Lisa had started to suspect that the delay wasn't accidental. A week had passed since she spied on her master and Sara's nocturnal adventures but the memory was still clear, ingrained in her mind every time she closed her eyes. She pictured Sara's pussy and ass being spanked with the thin rod. She saw the maid willingly parting her legs in anticipation for another lash. She saw Mr. Karlsson getting ready in front of Sara's cute, tear covered face as he started to push his cock deep in her throat. Her face getting red and covered in saliva while Mr. Karlsson fucked it without any sign of gentleness.

Lisa could not help but curl up in the bed and press her moist crotch against the mattress. A whole week had passed since she touched herself to orgasm while peeking at their sinful act. Since then, every night had been ****. With Sara next to her, it was difficult to access her pussy without drawing suspicion. And it didn't get any better when Sara insisted on squirming close to her back, often with one arm over her hip. Sometimes she felt fingers massaging her thighs or playing with the hem of her nightgown. But nothing more. And when they woke up in the morning, no words about it were spoken. Maybe Sara was only doing it in her sleep, and thus unaware of how it affected Lisa? Did she dream about the big farmer and did not know what her hands were doing?

The dark part of Lisa, the forbidden part, wanted Sara's fingers to wander deeper. Up the thighs and under the thin fabric of the nightgown. She knew it was forbidden, but her pussy roared for attention.

Just as she thought of Sara's fingers, she felt an arm slide over her side. A hand was placed against her thigh, just where the nightgown ended. Lisa drew in her breath as her fingers began massaging her sensitive skin. She lay as still as she could, pretending to sleep, while the fingers walked further up her thighs, playing with the hem.

Her heart beating against her chest, but otherwise still, Lisa pretended to sleep. Without thinking about it, she moved her leg, causing the linen to slide higher up along her thighs. Sara's fingers followed. They caressed the inside of her legs, approaching the laced fabric over her warm and moist sex. Slowly, still as if asleep, Lisa slightly parted her legs. Then she lay still, waiting for Sara to take the next step.

Three fingers slid over her crotch, feeling the wetness. The soft touch sent a shock through Lisa's body. She held her breath, forcing back the moan. For a long, painful minute, the fingers lay still. But then they began to gently caress her above the underwear. Lisa felt Sara's breath against her neck and it took all her strength not to gasp loudly while the fingers danced and played between her legs. The young, cute maid must feel the moisture through the fabric and it was no hiding how horny Lisa was.

It did not take long before the intruding fingers slid under the lace, caressing her pubic hair before sliding between her parted, wet folds. The top of a finger touched her pink pearl, the knot of sensitive skin that always made Lisas toes curl. For the first time, another person touched Lisa's sex and she could no longer hold back the moan.

"Ah", she gasped with eyes closed.