Christie and Hitomi spend the afternoon on the island

Hitomi leaned in and kissed Christie. She enjoyed the feel of their lips meshed together for a moment before she pulled away. She smiled and said, “Does that answer your question?” Hitomi’s heart was racing and her face was flush red. She had never done anything like this before, but the rush of being alone and intimate with this beautiful woman was driving her to do things she never would have dared. She had put herself out there and suddenly a dreaded sense of doubt crawled in. What if Christie turned her down now? She felt so exposed and ****. She awaited Christie’s response for what seemed like ages of feeling her heart pounding against her chest.

Finally, Christie smiled back and returned the kiss. Hitomi’s heart fluttered and they embraced. Their hands started to explore, rubbing each other’s bodies as Christie pulled them down to the soft powdery sand. The sand and open air sparked the excitement of being caught out in public. There was something evocative about being naked out in nature, and in the presence of a very sensual and attentive sexual partner. Hitomi shivered with glee, then started to worry that she appeared too nervous, giving away her lack of experience to the platinum blonde.

Christie idly brushed away loose grains of sand that had stuck to Hitomi’s heated body. The British racer enjoyed the German girl’s innocence. Her timid demeanor only gauded Christie to push the girl more; to see what she could get out of the shy young brunette. The pair gazed into each other’s eyes, nude sunbathing in the sun while gently stroking each other’s body. They would have made a great photoshoot for anyone who happened by with a camera.

While getting her to open up was the goal, Christie didn’t want to push her companion too hard too fast. She wanted to coax it out of her. It was like baiting an opponent to make the first move in a competition. Once she showed an opening, it was Christie’s turn to pounce and take control. Her grin became more calculated as her fingers tantalyzed Hitomi, brushing fleetingly over the student’s most sensitive regions.

Hitomi bit her lower lip and moaned lamentably as the fingers lingered for a second only to scurry away like frightened fish. Her face grew more and more frustrated as tried to will Christie to stay longer on her nipples and dig deeper into her groin. It felt like her nerve endings had sprouted to the tips of her flesh so that every slight brush was a jolt of electrifying intensity, but that only made her want more. The feeling made her body ache with hunger. She could feel her body permeating heat. While it was much like her battle aura, it had a different sort of essence. This was not a concentration of battle or rivalry; it was a concentration of lust, and it was firmly directed towards Christie.

Christie saw the lust in Hitomi’s eyes. She knew it was almost time.

Hitomi clutched Christie’s wrist and held it firmly against her mound. Christie’s grin widened. The innocent girl moaned not so innocently as her eyes never strayed from the woman next to her. Hitomi revelled in the feel of Christie’s fingers finally delving into her folds. Her legs parted and she pushed her hips out toward her partner. Christie took over and began to ministrate her fingers within Hitomi’s petals, navigating their way into the girl’s opening. Christie shivered with pleasure as she watched Hitomi’s facial reactions. It was a mixture of surprise and elation as the platinum blond’s slender fingers dug in deep.

Hitomi gasped and quivered. Christie could feel the reverberations in her hand. The race driver began to thrust her fingers in and out, letting the younger woman lay back and enjoy. Hitomi witnessed the act quietly, as if any disturbance would ruin the moment. She clenched her teeth as her sensitive clit was expertly stroked by an experienced thumb. Her toes dipped into the sand, clenching dry clumps as her legs writhed under the finger manipulations. She looked over to Christie who calmly worked two fingers in and out of Hitomi’s body. Hitomi groaned, rocking her hips to the movement as she continued to eye Christie with burning desire.

Christie could feel the heat coming off Hitomi’s mound. She could see the intensity in the other woman’s eyes. She savored the amatory attention and wanted to bring out more. She pulled her fingers out. Hitomi’s mouth was open, ready to protest, but she didn’t dare say anything that would push the blonde away. Christie took her glistening fingers and place them, one at a time, into her mouth to suck and lick clean. Hitomi sat up and watched lornfully as Christie laid back onto the sand and pressed her freshly sucked fingertips against her own labia and began to rub herself. Hitomi stared longingly at the delicate flesh.

All Christie had to do next was give Hitomi a nod of invitation. Without words, Hitomi placed herself over Christie’s lower half, in plain view of the paler woman’s engorged pink vulva. Hitomi was ready to do anything for Christie in order to receive satisfaction. She brushed her fingers over Christie’s smooth skin, between the creases of her pussy lips. Christie cooed approvingly and widened her legs. Hitomi tried to be as cool as Christie was earlier, by lightly brushing over the pink folds, but Christie would have none of it. The elder woman pulled the younger in by the back of the head until her face was right next to the puffy pink entryway. Hitomi didn’t need to be told what to do. She looked at the form, almost drooling as she did. Her fingers plied the opening apart and she went in for a kiss.

Christie swooned, arching her back as the wet lips pressed up against her sex. Soon she could feel a small tongue brushing her insides. She never imagined it would be this easy to get the young woman to play along. Christie laid back and enjoyed the fruits of her labor. Hitomi’s tongue flickered in and out, exploring every crevice between Christie’s legs. Christie let out a moan as a mixture of fingers and tongue plunged into her honey pot. Her own breathing had become labored. She reached down and clutched at Hitomi’s hair, pulling the girl’s face harder against her crotch. Hitomi sucked hard on her clit. She started grinding her hips against Hitomi’s face.

Hitomi pushed back. She reached up and pinned Christie down while it groped her breast. Her mouth formed a firm seal around the other woman’s clit. She applied pressure with her teeth, biting down just enough to not draw blood. Christie tried to jerk up but remained pinned down by the arm. She felt her body begin to betray her under the young woman’s overwhelming attention. Her hips bucked up. Her hands clutched tightly at the sand, only for the grains to slip through. Hitomi released her clit and sucked on her pussy. Christie bucked up again, followed by several quick successive and involuntary hip thrusts. She shrieked out an orgasmic moan that echoed throughout the beach. Her voice was lost in the crashing waves despite how loud and intense her cries became. Hitomi happily lapped up the juices flowing from her intense orgasm.

Not to be outdone, Christie sat up, lifting Hitomi’s head from between her legs for a taste of her own juices. They shared kisses beforel Hitomi was rolled onto her back. The young student proved her limberness by having her hips hoisted up in the air with her legs playing tent poles as she propped her body up by her shoulders and elbows. She could look upwards to see Christie kneeled in front of her. Christie leaned in and gave Hitomi’s snatch a lick. Hitomi shivered and moaned.

“You want more of that?” Christie asked teasingly.

“Mhmm…”

“I want to hear you beg for it…” she replied with a devilish grin.

“Please… lick my pussy, Christie…” Hitomi answered, feeling her face turn a shade of red for having to beg. She felt dirty for acting like this, but also liberated. They were on a deserted island, they could do whatever they wanted and no one would see. “Fuck me with your tongue… make me cum hard!” she added, emboldened by her thoughts.

“Now that’s what I like to hear, luv…” Christie said approvingly before dipping down for a tastes.

Hitomi moaned with unbridled lust. Her body squirmed as Christie’s lips touched hers. She gasped when Christie’s finger dipped into her hole. Her hands ran up and down her body, squeezing tightly as Christie sank the finger in all the way to the knuckle. She wanted to squeeze her knees together, but fought to keep them spread apart. Christie held the brunette firmly against her body while her finger probed deeply. Hitomi could feel herself nearing the edge of no return. The finger began to pump in and out like a piston picking up speed. As the tempo increased so did the pitch in the recipient’s voice. She panted and squealed, unhindered by the modesty of civilized society. She was out in the middle of nowhere and no one could judge her for enjoying this moment.

Christie’s finger splished its way in and out as Hitomi’s body stiffened. She cried out as a spurt or girl cum flew out of her like a fountain. “AAAAhhhh!”

Christie drew back in surprise, letting Hitomi’s core strength hold herself up as another geyser of her sex juices shot up and rained down on her naked body. The liquid sprayed like a geyser intermittently for several seconds with its source convulsing with pleasure each time. Once the eruptions subsided, Christie took the girl’s body back into her arms and started to lick and kiss her drenched body. Hitomi breathed heavily, heady from a daze of ecstasy. She meekly reached out to Christie, who saw the hand, took it and kissed it. The kisses led up Hitomi’s arm, shoulder and neck until they shared lips once more. The two rolled around making out, basking in the afterglow of an intense session.

Christie stared down at the nude nymph laid beneath her. They were sticky with sweat and sand but too tired to do anything about it. Hitomi smiled back up but squinted under the glare of the afternoon sun. Christie turned and shielded her eyes with her hand. “Best we get away from the sun lest we turn into beets!” she chuckled. “But first, let’s wash off!”

Hitomi nodded as Christie pulled her off the ground by the hand. The two raced into the water, laughing giddily as they splashed it at each other. When they were both thoroughly cleaned and tired out, they dragged each other out of the sea and trudged their way to the cozy hut that Christie had built. Still damp with ocean water, they dropped down on the strewn about green palm leaves that made the bed and held each other in their arms. After a while they rested, casually running their hands over one another’s body.

Hitomi was awoken from her nap by gentle kisses on her neck. She purred and snuggled up to Christie, getting into a position to return the affection. Their kisses became deeper as their hands became restless. They fondled and kissed with a renewed vigor. Christie intertwined her legs with Hitomi’s trapping their fingers between them. Hitomi groaned in Christie’s ear and Christie hummed back her encouragement. Hitomi, on top, ground her hips against her partner and Christie pushed back. They could feel each other’s fingers, sunk into their holes, rubbing with each gyration of the hip. Hitomi’s pace quickened and both women gasped and moaned in harmony. Hitomi’s ripe melons bounced tantalizingly in front of Christie. She could feel her own mounds jiggle from the rough jostling of their meshing bodies. Christie leaned forward and kissed at Hitomi’s chest, starting in the middle and working her way to the right breast. She managed to suckle on the teat, causing Hitomi to scream with pleasure. The shrill bellow sent shivers down Christie’s spine and the two clutched each other tight as they felt each other’s climax ripple through their bodies. Several waves of ecstasy passed through them until they finally collapsed on the bedding, gasping for air.

They lay there, staring at one another, breathing softly. The cool ocean spray blew over their sweat drenched skin. The sun began to wane from bright blue into a warm orange as dusk approached.

“How long have we been at it?” Hitomi asked as the light began to dim around them.

Christie looked at the sky and replied, “It’s getting dark. We should probably head back. It wouldn’t be wise to travel at night; There’s not enough light to see.”

Hitomi ran her hand over Christie’s chest, speaking in a low dulcet tone, “Or… we could spend the night…”

Christie grinned at the girl’s suggestion, but added, “People will wonder where we are. They might get worried.”