Chapter 19

Lauren kissed her lips lightly, tasting the suntan lotion on her tongue as she explored further, teasing her ears and neck and down quickly to her breasts. Nikki parted her legs and Lauren accepted the invitation to trail her tongue down her body, along her thigh and back round inside up to her vagina. Nikki grabbed her head and pushed her hard against her pussy, her actions rough and demanding as she bent her knees and Lauren knelt by her side. Lauren hadn't really thought about how she would bring her to orgasm when she planned the day, just that they would be beside the sea, hot and naked, but Nikki's movements indicated to her that she herself had ideas of her own. Lauren felt her right leg being moved towards Nikki's face and went with it, until she straddled her, offering her wet pussy to her face.

The urgency in Nikki's hands caused her own exploration to become fevered, her tongue moving up from her inner thighs onto her labia, around slowly in circles as she felt Nikki teasing her anus. Lauren moved closer to her inner sanctum, pushing her tongue against the gentle folds that marked the entrance, tasting the subtle mixture of suntan oil, sweat and sex as she pushed inside. Nikki gasped, parting Lauren's cheeks roughly with her hands, running her tongue back down from her anus and over her swollen lips. The sun warmed them both, causing little beads of perspiration to form over their entwined bodies.

Lauren shifted back a little, offering her clitoris to her tongue. They both trembled with the sheer power building up inside them, tonguing each others clitoris in the same languid, firm manner. Lauren introduced a finger slowly inside Nikki, careful not to push any sand inside her pussy as she stroked back and forth while Nikki reciprocated by toying with the entrance to her anus. Both girls sensed the imminence of their orgasms, and increased their loving with an urgency that was born out of love and pure desire. Lauren came first, her thighs gripping Nikki's shoulders as she valiantly tried to continue sucking Nikki's clitoris. Her finger plunged deep into her vagina as she felt Nikki push into her anus and then Nikki came, her muscular walls holding onto the finger making it almost impossible for Lauren to slip in a second alongside. She shook with the force of her release and felt the sea run through her hair and lap against Nikki's bottom. She rolled over on to her side, never letting go of Nikki, her body rigid and her mouth hard against her clitoris as Nikki shifted as well, burying her head between Lauren's legs as her finger twisted and turned, pushed and pulled inside her bottom. Their bodies regained the ability to move, and the aftermath washed over them, their hips bucking as though milking the very last precious drop of pleasure out of their mutual loving.

Slowly they disentangled, Lauren resting her head on Nikki's thigh so that she could see her beautiful pussy, the lips swollen and the entrance to her tunnel wet with satisfaction. Her thigh was smooth and warm against her cheek, and Lauren felt that she could curl up and go to sleep just lying there. She cuddled into her, feeling Nikki kissing her way closer to her pussy until she flicked at her labia, washing it like a cat might tend to her kitten.

They returned slowly to their camp, sunbathing for another half hour before Lauren made lunch - which really meant unwrapping the rolls and pouring a glass of wine. It seemed sensible to wear their T-shirts once again as the strength of the sun increased, but the bikini bottoms remained where they had left them. Lauren stretched out, propping herself up on an elbow while they talked, her T-Shirt riding erotically way up past her thigh, allowing both Nikki and the rays of the sun complete access to her thighs and her warm pussy.

Nikki brought Lauren up to date on the local news, of which there was very little. Lauren noticed as she talked that her whole demeanor had changed since they made love. She looked refreshed, relaxed and content with the world. Lauren was delighted and smiled at her lovingly, laughing with her and feeling totally at ease with her once again.

At just after one o'clock, they made their way back to the car, and forsaking their underwear yet again, drove back with only their T- shirts to hide the beginning of their complete tan. Lauren explained some of the differences between Switzerland and San Falino, especially in their house where the dress code seemed to be particularly lax.

"Yeah, I noticed!" commented Nikki.

"The children seem to be used to it, and don't let it affect them. Jamie was walking around the kitchen a few days ago with just his T-Shirt on as though it was perfectly normal."

"Well, I suppose if Emma knows what's under there it doesn't matter too much. She'll have to learn one day." said Nikki.

"Nik, it's more relaxed than you think. I'm not sure how to put this..."

"What, you mean she's touched him or something? That happens, when children are growing up, especially brother and sister" Nikki looked at Lauren, waiting for a response. There was silence as Lauren concentrated on the empty road. "Oh no, is this going to be confession time?"

"I think so. Nik, I just can't think how it happened. It seemed right at the time..."

"What? She touched his cock?" Nikki paused looking at her closely. "Worse?"

Lauren nodded, pursing her lips. She glanced briefly at her, concern and embarrassment etched on her face. Taking a deep breath, she dived into the turmoil that had played on her mind for almost two weeks, narrating the visit to the doctors, the ointment and her failure to resist her urges. Nikki was silent. With another deep breath she told of Jamie and how she had found them on the sofa, their refusal to obey her, and how she had resorted to simply protecting Emma against pregnancy.

"Jeeze, Lori, this could have got you thrown in jail. What if someone had caught you all? What if what's-her-name had come back two minutes earlier?" Nikki looked straight ahead, slowly shaking her head. "Look, I know you well, don't forget that. I can also sense something else, even if you're not aware of it. You're becoming very fond of Emma, maybe to the point of obsession."

"Don't be stupid! They're my responsibility, that's all. I have to look after them!"

"Look, I'm not saying I would have, or could have, done anything different. The words you used when you told me about the ointment weren't clinical, they were warm, they had feeling and they showed you crossed the line between administering medicine and making love to her. You've got to be so careful or you'll disappear in a San Falino jail and never be found again!"

Lauren drove in silence, replaying her words time and again, cautious before replying to choose the correct level of concern without souring the vacation. "I know you're right, honestly. I don't love her, I just care for her so much."

Nikki stared out of the passenger window for a while, then turned back to her friend. "I didn't mean to sound cross. Just don't get caught, perhaps that's what I want to say. And get her on the pill, or you'll really need that emergency money!" Nikki smiled at her as she squeezed her leg. Lauren knew what she meant, what she had left unspoken. When they were Emma's age they had experimented together, involving her brother at one stage as they took a crash course in sex. Lauren had convinced herself many times that the episode had laid the foundation for their understanding and trust. What concerned her was that she had to repeatedly convince herself.

Lauren pulled into the driveway, stopped outside the house and switched off the engine. A glance over to Nikki reassured her that she had been absolutely correct to tell her everything. She looked down, humbled by her understanding, then leaned across slowly, her eyes fluttering closed as she neared, and kissed her lingeringly on the lips. She inhaled slowly, caressing her face gently with her hand, sensing the warmth of her tongue, the alcohol of the wine and the feint aroma of what had been her own sexual satisfaction. With her eyes closed, she was quite unaware of Emma in her bedroom, watching and waiting for her return.