Chapter 4

It took Sam a long time to fall asleep. When she finally did, she began to have erotic dreams. She was in a sea of large breasts. They were everywhere. She was sucking on one and playing with two others. Then, there were other women all around her, waiting for her to suck on their breasts. She was surrounded with flesh. Suddenly, Sam's eyes opened and she was in a cold sweat and very sexually aroused. She tried to put the dream out of her mind, however, each time she went back to sleep, she had another erotic dream and it always involved women. When the morning light finally came through the window, she was relieved. She lay on the bed and watched the snow continue to fall. Between her legs, her vagina was throbbing almost painfully now. She had to have relief.

Sam glanced over at Sally and could see that she was still asleep. Her need overcame caution and she slowly slid her hands under the blankets and down her stomach. When she reached her groin, she found that the gusset of her panties was soaked. She pressed the material into her swollen lips and moaned quietly. She used her middle finger to slide up and down the groove as she spread her legs. Finally, she pushed her sweatpants and panties down her thighs and off. Quickly, her fingers went back to her swollen sex. It was so unlike her to masturbate. She could count on one hand the number of times she had done it since she had gotten married. However, it felt so exciting now, she wondered why she hadn't done it more often. Another little moan escaped her mouth as she pushed her finger into her saturated hole.

Sally had awakened at the first moan. She glanced over and saw that Sam was on her back and that her hand was obviously between her legs. Suddenly, her heart began to beat rapidly and excitement began to course through her. She wanted desperately to touch herself but she dared not.

Soon Sam was at a point of no return. Her body began to tremble as her finger found her swollen clit. She gently teased it, bringing her closer and closer to climax. She worked hard to keep her movements to a minimum, however as her tremors began, she had to squeeze her legs together tightly. Her attempt to keep quiet and restrict her movement made her head spin. It was almost as if she were fighting the desire to climax. The very act of trying to hold it back made the tension build quickly. Suddenly, her breath caught in her throat as a strong climax rushed through her. Her hips lifted off the bed and her legs stiffened as her body trembled, shaking the bed.

Sally could tell that she was climaxing. It took all of her will power to remain still. She had the sudden urge to jump on the older woman. However, she controlled herself, as excitement coursed through her body. She squeezed her own thighs together, feeling her swollen sex lips almost pulsing. She almost sighed in relief when Sam stopped shaking. Suddenly, her body felt incredibly hot. She pushed the covers off and groaned like she was asleep.

Finally, when Sam could catch her breath, she glanced over at Sally and was relieved to see that she was still asleep. Then, she noticed that Sally had pushed the covers off her body and was lying on her back with her legs spread apart, with one bent at the knee. Her face was serene with curls of her hair lying carelessly across her eyes. Sam turned on her side and stared at the pretty girl. Almost without thinking, Sam reached over and gently brushed the hair from her face. God, she is gorgeous, she thought. Then her eyes scanned down her body. She stared at her large breasts under her thin top. The nipples were bigger than any she had ever seen. Her eyes trailed down to her groin. A little gasp escaped her lips when she saw the young girl's bare pubic mound, barely hidden under the gauzy material. That confirmed that she didn't have any pubic hair. She sat up carefully to look closer and found that her pubic area was as smooth as a baby's butt. When Sam felt herself becoming excited again, she reluctantly pulled herself from the bed. She gently snatched her sweatpants from under the covers and hurried downstairs.

At the bottom of the stairs, Sam stopped and looked for her panties inside the sweatpants. When she couldn't find them she walked quietly back up the steps.

As soon as Sam was out of sight, Sally noticed that her panties were still lying on the bed. With a trembling hand she reached over and picked them up. Immediately she could feel how wet they were. With a moan of excitement she brought them to her nose and took a deep breath, her eyes closing in pleasure at the sweet smell of the older woman.

Sam was at the top of the steps when she stopped in shock. She could see that Sally had her panties in her hand and that she was smelling them. Then to her total amazement, Sally opened the panties and licked the wet crotch. The shock of watching such an intimate act almost made Sam's knees buckle and she had to grab the railing for support. Slowly she backed down the stairs and walked on trembling legs to the kitchen. Her hands were shaking so much that she almost dropped a dozen eggs as she brought them from the refrigerator. Then she had to sit down and catch her breath before she could cook breakfast.

Upstairs, Sally quickly stripped off her pj's. Then she took Sam's panties and rubbed the still wet crotch across her breasts, feeling the remaining wetness sticking to her nipples. Then she slid them down her stomach until she touched her smooth pubic mound. She pressed the material into her swollen lips and rubbed it up and down the groove. When she touched her clit, she began to tremble. Soon her own juice was mixed with Sam's, making the crotch totally soaked again, this time it was wet with their combined juices. She couldn't believe how incredibly sexy it was to masturbate with her friend's panties. Then, she used her middle finger to press the wet crotch into her throbbing hole. Suddenly, Sally moaned and her body lifted off the bed. She climaxed with the tiny panties inside her throbbing vagina. It was one of the most intense that she had ever had. When she finally crawled out of bed, she brought the panties to her nose again, and then stuffed them into her bag. Then she put on her clothes and walked down the steps on very shaky legs.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she glanced out the front window. Suddenly, she rushed over to the window and let out a yelp.

"What's the matter?" Sam said as she turned from the stove and rushed toward her.

"Look," she said pointing out the window.

"Oh my God," Sam said when she saw that their car was totally covered in a snowdrift.

"Let me get the radio," Sally said as she rushed back upstairs. A minute later she came back down with the radio on. "It's pretty bad. They say it's one of the worst blizzards that has hit this area in forty years."

"Oh Jesus, we're not going to get out of here today are we?"

"I don't think so. But, don't worry, we have enough food to last weeks."

"It's not that. I need to get back! I have too much to do."

"It might be days before we get out of here," Sally said. She kept a frown on her face but inside her heart was fluttering with joy.

"Can we call somebody?" Sam asked.

"Sure but that's not going to get us out of here. We're several miles from the closest road that they clear."

Sam took a deep breath and let it out. Then she smelled her bacon burning. "Oh shit," she yelled as she rushed over to the stove. She salvaged what she could and placed it on a plate. When she turned around she saw Sally coming toward her. Her eyes grew wide as she saw for the first time what the young girl was wearing. On top she had a tight tube top that emphasized her large bust. She could see the dark outline of her large nipples. Below she had on a pair of white stretch cotton leotards that hugged her like a second skin. In fact, they were so tight that the seam of her crotch pulled between the lips of her vagina.

Sally saw her surprised look and said, "I thought we would go skiing and those snow suits are really hot. I prefer to wear as little as possible underneath. Sometimes I even go naked," she added with a giggle and blushed.

Sam didn't comment but she did raise her eyebrow and then a little smile crossed her lips. The things we find out about people, she thought. "Well, sit down and have some breakfast. I'm not the best cook in the world but I can whip up a mean omelet."

"Sam, I'm so sorry I got you into this. I really am."

"It's not your fault sweetie. I could have checked the weather. We'll just have to make the best of it. The truth is that it might be good for me to take a little time off. Besides, I could be in a lot worse places," she said with a meaningful smile. "I'll call later and let someone know that we're still alive."

"Thanks!" Sally said

"For what?"

"For not making me feel bad."

"Eat!" Sam said as she placed a plate in front of the pretty young girl.

After breakfast the two women waited until the wind had died down and the snow had stopped before they tried to venture out. They both dressed in snowsuits that were left in the closet. However, when they tried to open the front door, it was snow bound.

"That's okay, the back should be clear," Sally said. They were able to open the back door and went outside.

The sun had broken through and the sky had cleared. Suddenly, they were standing in the middle of a glorious winter wonderland. Everything was snow covered and sparkling white. The road leading to the house was completely gone. It was almost as if it never existed. Nothing man-made was visible, except for the house and shed, for as far as the eye could see.

Sally led them to the shed where they cleared away enough snow to get inside. There were numerous sets of skis and boots along with two snowmobiles. Sally pulled several sets of skis and boots out. She handed a pair of boots to Sam and said, "Try these, they should fit you."

The size was a little large, but they were wearable. Sally helped Sam adjust the bindings on her boots and then she put hers on. Then, they carried their skis through the deep snow to a spot where they could put them on.

Sam had never been on snow skis. However, she could water ski and thought that it would be similar. When she stood up, she realized that it was very different. Then, as she tried to move, she fell over into a pile of snow.

Sally tried to help her up but Sam pulled her down on top of her. Both women began to laugh so hard that they couldn't get up.

"This is harder than I thought," Sam laughed as she lay on her back in the snow.

"You'll get the hang of it quickly," Sally encouraged.