Library Treasure Hunt {Closed for HelenUK44)

‘Oh no, how much did she see?’ asks Helen.

‘Plenty, by the looks of things’ replies Richard.

‘What we did was lovely Richard, but it is Abbi that I really….’

‘Yes I know’ says Richard as he stops her in mid-sentence. ‘You have love for my daughter and what we had was a physical need we both had at that moment’

‘Yes something like Richard but we must now get to Abbi, I must explain’ says Helen as she begins to gently sob, resting her head on his shoulder whilst he cuddles her.

‘I just want you to know Helen, that I think you are a lovely young lady and it was not just my lust, OK?’

‘Yes I understand’ says Helen as she gives Richard a gentle kiss on the lips before going indoors in search of Abbi and parting from their physical contact.

They both knocked on Abbi’s door, they kept knocking until Richard says

‘Come on Helen, you need rest, there is the spare room here, use it, you have work in the morning’

‘I guess there is little point in continuing this, so thank you Richard, yes.’

Helen steps out of her dress and moves her hand inside her panties, Richard’s sperm inside them having run down from her vagina. She sighs and strips getting under the covers naked. She thinks for a good little while and plans in her own mind how she might get out of this mess, finally telling herself that things will be clearer in the morning and that she will solve nothing right now. Feeling alone and vulnerable in a strange bed she drifts off.

The house is quiet now and Richard is worried. He knows he has taken advantage but really, just how much? Helen was there and offering wasn’t she? Such a delightful young lady who needs and deserves a good man. He is on his fourth can of lager. He gulps it down… ‘girls, who would have them he thinks to himself’. He looks in at Helen, so serene in her sleep, on her side and remembers. Her large bum, her fantastic tits and her oh so welcoming cunt. He moves off to his bedroom thinking. He undresses and gets into his pyjamas. He lies on his bed thinking of Helen, takes his cock in his hand and begins to rub stopping before losing control. He gets out of bed, wanting to have another look. There she is, in the same position. He quietly tiptoes into the bedroom to get closer. She does not move. He moves the duvet back and still no movement as he slides in behind her, moving his hand over to her breast gently fondling as she stirs. He feels her gently hold his hand. He moves his lower body closer, his erection against her bum cheeks and then pushing into her from behind, at first against the clitoris and then into the neck of her vagina as she feels him and stirs more.

‘No Richard’ she says in her half sleep.

He hears ‘ohhh Richard’ as he moves her onto her back.

Helen’s body is now in front of him, naked as he pulls back the covers, her full breasts resting on her chest and stomach, that triangle of brown hair just visiible as she looks up and sees his erect penis. His hand is on it rubbing as he moves a knee either side of her body. He grasps her breasts and thrusts his cock in between them. Helen lies there passively as Richard takes his pleasure fucking those tits. He loves the softness of the breast flesh, the feel on the end of his cock and the way his cock is lost in their depth. His balls release as he stares at her huge erect nipples, panting as he collapses onto the bed leaving Helen's breasts covered in his cum.

Richard breaks the silence saying ‘I just needed to….’

Helen interrupts him ‘yes but I love Abbi and this has to stop’

‘Yes I know, I know and I will, I have’

‘Good, now go!’

Richard tiptoes out. Helen wipes herself clean as best she can, feeling sick. She lies there in the dark for a good while before dozing off.

Helen does not want to face Abbi the next morning and fully understands her upset. She catches the train into work phoning through for a bouquet of red roses to be sent to Abbi at home ‘with much love from Helen xxxxxx’. She also sets out the rough draft for an email she intends to send as follows:



''My dear Abbi,
I send this email wishing to express my profound regret at the events of last night with your father. It was wrong of me to engage with him as I did for it is you that I love and not him. Please believe that it was lust and not love.

I am not asking for your forgiveness for I do not deserve it. I do want us though to move forward from the upset and live our lives as a partnership together. I have discontinued contact with your father for I feel that I need to gain your trust and there must not be any unnecessary challenges to that at this time.

I have informed the library that you are feeling poorly this morning and am undertaking your work as well as mine until such time as things are sorted. I do very much hope that I am going to see you back at the library very soon.

I am seeing my mother this evening and believe that she holds the key to the author and all the sexuality that we have been experiencing/enjoying/suffering recently. Yes all three and it has been fun but again that needs to end now. I want us to start afresh as a partnership with you as my girlfriend. My real girlfriend Abbi and perhaps we can find a little flat together near the library. I do very much hope that you are agreeable to this.

I am sure my mother will identify the author for us.

I am very much hoping that you will accept my proposal and that we can meet say tomorrow and go forward together.

Love Helen xxxxxx''

Helen walks into the library and explains away Abbi’s absence. She takes some time out to update and perfect the rough draft of the email and sends it off, heart pounding. She hopes to the bottom of her heart that Abbi will have her.
 
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Abbi spent most of the next day in bed, crying. Her phone buzzed with multiple messages and emails through the day. She ignored them all. She was too busy being miserable.

Her father. Her own father had done that… It was so unfair. So cruel. Abbi’s sense of betrayal was absolute. How could they have done that to her? How could they have had sex behind her back? How long had that been going on for?

And yet, why shouldn’t they? It wasn’t like Abbi had told Helen how she felt. They certainly had been growing closer given there more recent adventures. Helen had been throwing herself into their daily challenges with reckless abandon. Maybe this was just an extension of that. Maybe this wasn’t about her.

But no. Casual erotic adventures was one thing, but this had crossed a line. She’d let Helen control a vibrator in the middle of the library. And then she’d turned around and done this to her own father.

“Sweetie?” her Dad’s voice called through the door. “Come out and eat.”

Abbi blinked away her tears. She felt hollow inside. But one thing was clear. She stood, and dressed before leaving the room. She stepped down the stairs and met with her father standing at the entrance to the kitchen.

“I’m moving out,” was all she said before leaving the house. She made her way to the train station all the way she could feel her father watching after her.

She sat on the train staring into space. She needed to collect her personal affects from work. She paused outside the library and steeled herself. Taking a deep breath she strode into the library and made a bee-line for the back office.
She did her best to ignore Helen, but her former friend followed her in.

“I’m not talking to you,” Abbi said. “Don’t even think about talking to me.”
 
Helen has been on tenterhooks all day receiving no response to her email and wondering whether the flowers have been delivered. As time goes on she is increasingly annoyed with herself thinking of how she might well have ruined her one true romantic relationship by acts of crass stupidity with a nice man, but one she barely knew and one is so close to the girl she now understands she truly loves.

Helen’s heart flutters at the sight of Abbi as she strides into the library. Just that sight of her now and the way she is, the way she has been hurt, confirms to Helen how highly she must have been in Abbi’s affections. ‘What a fool I have been’ thinks Helen.

Helen has no intention of letting Abbi go without baring her soul and feelings. She hears Abbi’s words and understands but actions can speak louder than words. Just being in the presence of Abbi arouses feelings in Helen. However Abbi feels about Helen now, the desire within Helen is greater than ever.

Helen and Abbi are together in the back room with the door closed. Helen looks intently into Abbi’s eyes, moving her hands to her shoulders, gently rubbing saying ‘oh my love Abbi, my dear Abbi, I am so so sorry. I never meant to hurt you this way, I have been entirely thoughtless. I love you, I truly love you so much’

Full of desire Helen moves her head forward, her lips opening, hoping to find Abbi and kiss her, as her arms move to Abbi’s back. Helen’s eyes close as she relaxes, caressing Abbi’s back, she wants this so much and does not want it ever to end.
 
Words that could have meant so much to her a day early sound like dirt and ash to Abbi now. Then without warning Helen’s lips are on her and she is kissing her. Abbi moves to push her away as Helen’s arms wrap around her.

She can feel Helen’s soft mounds against her own breasts and there is an under table passion in Helen’s kiss that despite herself Abbi finds her own body responding to. She pushes back slightly, but not so far that their breasts break contact.

“You hurt me. I.., I don’t want to be just another one of your conquests. You hurt me so much.”

Tears are falling down Abbi’s cheeks.
 
‘Yes I know I did and I am so so sorry and I want to make it up to you in any and every way I can Abbi,’ says Helen as she gently wipes away the tears from Abbi’s face, giving her cheek a little kiss.

She whispers into Abbi's ear ‘as for conquests my darling, your dad was my first time. It was physical and it is not happening again’. Now kissing her neck she continues 'it is you I want, I want you to have me, all of me Abbi'

Taking Abbi's hand, Helen places it on her own breast saying 'feel me, oh please feel me Abbi, my body is yours'. Looking at Abbi lovingly she puts her hands gently to Abbi's face, holding it, making it ready for a lovely deep passionate kiss.
 
Helen's kisses leave soft warm tingling sensations across Abbi's face. Her bountiful bosom rises and falls softly under Abbi's shy, tentative hand. She tracers her fingers around Helen's soft pillows. Her hands trail around the side until she can feel the weight of them.

Abbi's mouth meets Helen's. This time she couldn't say who initiated it, only that she wanted it and won't be pulling away again. Her tongue fences with Helen's as she tries to devour her best friends face in hers.

Her finger close on Helen's boob, and tightly and she can feel the other woman's nipple responding through her clothes.
 
The feel of Abbi's tongue on hers sends shivers through Helen's body. The kiss continues and continues with both young ladies holding and feeling through their clothing until Helen takes a step back and unzips stepping out of her dress and then reaching behind undoes the clasp of her bra letting her breasts fall down her body. She is now naked to the waist for Abbi. She lets her drink in the sight before she moves forward smiling and saying

'Well Abbi shall I fuck you first or would you like to do it to me?'

Before she can answer the attraction of Abbi becomes too great and she embraces her kissing her neck and feeling her soft buttocks. Whispering into her ear she says

'you feel so soft, I so want taste you Abbi, lick you and kiss you as you moan my name. I so want you to love me.'

As Helen puts her hand into her own panties and feels she says 'feel here Abbi, please feel here at how wet I am, thinking of that'
 
Their kisses grew in heat and intensity and Abbi lost herself in them. When Helen pulled away a soft whimper of disappointment escaped Abbi's lips.

As both dress and bra fell to the ground, Abbi stared mesmerized by Helen's beauty. Her giant breasts swayed to and fro and Abbi couldn't tear her eyes away. She barely heard Helen's invitation before her new lover was on her again, and Abbi lost herself in erotic bliss.

Helen's kisses and love bites sent shivers through Abbi's body as the other woman guided her fingers to Helen's slippery entrance. Abbi's fingers, constrained by her partners panties began to move with frantic urgency.

When she pulled her hand out, her fingers were coated with a gooey substance. Staring lustfully into Helen's eyes, she fed her partner the fingers, and enjoying to feel of Helen's hot tongue circling each.

Once she'dhad her fill, Abbi tasted the digits herself, enjoying the mix of Helen's juices and saliva. Abbi lowered herself and took Helen nipple in her mouth, running her tongue across it and sucking on her friends tit.
 
Helen’s eyes close with the tenderness given by Abbi to her breast. Earlier events now forgotten, the girls are thoroughly dedicated to their own pleasure. Helen is relaxed as submits to Abbi’s attention and lets her enjoy the copious amount of breast flesh. Helen strokes Abbi’s hair as her nipples stand hard, long and oh so fully erect as they glisten with their coating of Abbi’s saliva.

‘Oh Abbi, you are such a wonderful kisser my love, now let’s rid you of some of these clothes. I want to see you, I want to please you, I want your love juice to stream from your vagina as you succumb to my touch. I want to make that happen Abbi, please let me.’
 
Abbi stepped back. Releasing Helen's G-cop breasts from her mouth. She could see her own saliva coating the hardened nipple at the peak of Helen's pillow.

Abbi's body felt like it was burning up. She wanted what Helen was offering so much.
"Will you... will you undress me?" she asked, biting her lip. She stepped forward with hands behind her back like a shy school girl. She pressed her lips together offering herself to Helen.
 
Abbi standing there was a dream come true for Helen. She had waited so long and so patiently for these coming moments.

‘Of course I will’ she says as she kisses Abbi gently on the lips and then her forehead. Moving her hands to Abbi’s breasts she fondles through her clothing before lifting her top over her head and undoing her blouse leaving a bra supporting her breasts.

Moving behind Abbi, Helen undoes the clasp on the bra, letting the breasts fall before holding them in her hands and rubbing her own breasts into Abbi’s naked back.

‘You have such lovely nipples Abbi, whispers Helen as her eyes close and she kisses Abbi’s neck and ear lobe whispering to her, as her lust for Abbi’s body grows. Her thumb and forefinger pinch each nipple as she fondles softly saying ‘oh I so want these Abbi, your wonderful breasts’

After a short while Helen’s hands move lower and lower, caressing and feeling. She moves to her stomach and then lower to her mound, fondling through Abbi's clothing before loosening the skirt in preparation. Helen’s own fulsome body is so close to Abbi as she lovingly strips her.

‘I must see’ whispers Helen, as she moves around to the front of Abbi. ‘Beautiful Abbi, truly beautiful’ she says before holding up her heavy breasts to Abbi for their nipples to touch and play. ‘Go on put yours up too Abbi’ she says as they both laugh, the tension of the moment released.
 
Abbi sighed as Helen's hands closed around her tits and her soft flesh pressed against her back. She cried out when her nips were pinched, enjoying the sensation that rippled through her to her core. She lost herself in Helen's gentle caress and a soft moan escaped her lips as he leaned back into Helen's body when her new lover hand wandered over her belly toward her centre.

"Oh fuck,"she cried as Helen pleasured her through her skirt. Then Helen is moving again and Abbi finds her nipples caressing the other woman's flesh.

‘Go on put yours up too Abbi.’

Abbi lifted both tits with her hands and massaged her nipples against Helen's, giggling at the sensation.

She Kissed Helen again groping her butt and pulling their hips together as she sucked on her lovers tongue. She slipped the skirt to the ground and hopped up onto a nearby desk, spreading her naked legs wide and presenting her bush and pussy lips to Helen.
 
Helen looks at Abbi’s body all spread for her and that mouth covered in hair that awaits her. Helen fondles her own breasts and nipples as she ogles Abbi before feeling inside her own panties and then bending forward and removing them, giving Abbi full view of her breasts as they drop forward.

The two young women are now completely naked in the back office as Helen moves forward to Abbi at once putting her hand to Abbi’s vagina. Her fingers feel wetness and moving up with a slow sensitive sweeps of her finger she teases Abbi’s clit. She has an arm around Abbi’s shoulder as she gently masturbates her, watching her face and giving her gentle kisses. Helen notices Abbi’s breathing becoming a little ragged and slides her finger down and inside which is then joined by another. Helen holds her and gently does the deed whilst speaking gently and lovingly to her, their lips and tongues together as her body shudders and shakes.

‘Lie back there my love’ says Helen as she gently guides Abbi. Then kneeling down between her thighs Helen parts Abbi’s outer lips to slide in her tongue and taste the love juice that Abbi is releasing. Stroking her thighs whilst licking and kissing Helen makes love to Abbi whilst at the same time feeling and teasing herself and entering her own body. Hearing Abbi and feeling Abbi’s arms on her head, Helen becoming frantic with her own arm as she fucks herself, juice pouring onto her fingers.

All of a sudden the relative quiet of the building is broken. The alarm bell rings with the girls both naked and clothes strewn all over the floor. Helen looks at Abbi…
 
The mere idea of what Helen was about to do her made Abbi moan with anticipation. Within seconds, Helen's fingers were between her friends spread legs. Each digit went to work on Abbi and she sucked in a breath as she lost herself to Helen's delicate movements. Abbi's tits heaved with excitement as Helen drove her further and further into intoxicating pleasure.

Then her friend's face inches away from her little slit, smelling her womanhood for the first time. Helen's first experimental lick sent shivers of delight through Abbi. Then Helen mouth went to work on the outside of Abbi's folds, and the reaction was felt almost throughout her entire body. This felt so right.

She gripped Helens head pushing her deeper in toward her pussy.

"Yes... please... fuck... yes Helen... fuck... oh my god."

Something about this felt too right to even put into words. She could have been in this position eternally and not batted an eye. It was so good. So perfect. She could feel her pleasure building. Bringing her closer and closer to release.

Then a sharp ringing erupted from nowhere."Fuck!" Abbi screamed at the interruption.

It was the libraries alarm. What the fuck was happening?
 
‘Come on quick Abbi’ says Helen as she pulls away and stands. ‘We had better get dressed, we don’t want to get caught like this;’

Helen’s serious approach soon gave way to humour as the girls make progress and the back room seems to be ignored. The bell keeps ringing though and there are footsteps outside.

‘I’m so sorry Abbi, I so wanted to finish what we started but it would be lovely if you can come round to mine tonight and we can speak to my mum about things, she holds the key to the author. You can stay with me.’

Once the girls are fully dressed Helen looks at Abbi and beams a smile, her arms wide, ready to give a big hug before they go back into the library.
 
‘I’m so sorry Abbi, I so wanted to finish what we started but it would be lovely if you can come round to mine tonight and we can speak to my mum about things, she holds the key to the author. You can stay with me.’


Abbi crossed her arms and turned away. Stay with Helen? That was what she wanted wasn't it? Right now Abbi felt a damn of frustration ready to burst. She'd been so close to orgasm. To be denied it at the last moment by whatever this was left her feeling livid.

Her skin begged to be caressed, touched, fondled and held. Her pussy overwhelmed every instinct insisting that it needed to be fucked. But instead she covered her body in restrictive underwear and clothing.

Then there was the Helen situation. Had she really forgiven her? She fucked her father. Abbi gave her a look. "I'm not sure. Maybe." Better to keep her options open.

While the alarm still rang in their ears, Abbi noted several missed messages from Stephen. Helen, perhaps noticing Abbi's foul mood lingered for a moment, trying to assess whether she really had been forgiven. But Abbi waved her impatiently to the door.

"Come on. Lets find out what the fuck this is."

Abbi winced at her own tone. She was also swearing a lot. Not like her at all.
 
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The words ‘I’m not sure, maybe’ go to the pit of Helen’s stomach and knock the stuffing out of her. Tears well in her eyes as Abbi takes control of the situation. Helen loves her, of that there was no doubt and in one way it is good to see Abbi’s personality developing but perhaps Abbi wish is to move on and for Helen to remain a friend rather than a lover. She could understand that given how she encouraged the advances of Richard. She dwells on whether those are going to be actions she regrets for the rest of her life.

Back in the library Helen is subdued not knowing what to say and indeed not wishing to inflame such a delicate situation. If only they had been able to cum together in orgasm, in each other’s arms, surely things would be so different. She helps Abbi with work wherever she can and sends her a further apologetic email suggesting that at least if Abbi does not want to come home with her, perhaps a drink after work to clarify feelings and the way forward would be helpful. Helen uses the words ‘I so want you’, ‘damn that fire alarm’, ‘we don’t want an atmosphere at work’, ‘we need to look forward’ and ‘I love you’ in the mail.

Helen waits on Abbi recognising what she has done, hoping but not expecting
 
When Helen and Abbi exit the backroom there were a line of customers with books in their hands staring at each other in confusion. Partyly, from the lack of anyone to attend the desk, but mostly because of the blaring fire alarm.

"Everyone, please, we need you to leave the library." Abbi's voice is full of authority and patience that she doesn't feel. Lost in her own regrets Helen helps the libraries patrons out of the building. Abbi is tempted to leave with them, but she hasn't officially handed in her resignation yet, and still feels a twinge of responsibility.

With a hint of annoyance, she searches through the stacks and shelves for the source of the fire. The alarms are located near the front and in the back corner. As far as she can see there is no smoke. If there is a fire it is very small.

She moves to the back of the library, climbing the stairs to the second floor. The smell hits her before she reaches the alarm. A mixture of sandalwood, and something else, something flowery and spicy that she cant place.

She crosses into a new row and at the end is a stick of incense pumping a thin purple trail up into the air directly under the fire alarm. What kind of idiot would light incense underneath a fire alarm?

Hands balled into fists Abbi storms over and deactivates the fire alarm. The smell from the burning stick surrounds her now in a muggy pleasant sort of fog that envelops her brain. All her anger and indignation melt away to be replaced with a lazy mellow feeling.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" A voice says.

Abbi nods, a dumb smile on her lips. The voice is familiar, but she can't place it and her eyes cant seem to focus on the speaker. She drifts a little side to side feeling weightless.

"All my little stories, my games, they were always going to lead you to me. Turn you into the cock hungry little slut I always knew you were. But you had to give me the finger. You started thinking you were the one calling the shots. You mocked me, slut and that hurt."

Abbi smiled again. Her nipples were hard again, and the frustration was gone. She sighed, taking another breath of that nice smell.

"But you'll take my cock now, won't you slut. I know your cunt friend didn't managed to get you off. My home brewed incense will give you the push you need. She betrayed you, but I won't betray you, Abbi. Now… time to thank me for all my hard work and machinations. Suck me off."
 
Helen sees that Abbi is at the rear of the library climbing the stairs. Impressed by her assumption of responsibility and initiative she follows, feeling that the opportunity is there to speak and explain and hopefully bring them together again.

Helen takes in the smell and hears voices. She follows the sound and hears the words ‘suck me off’ as Stephen undoes his waistband and produces a thin lengthy cock but one which is fully erect.

He rubs his foreskin to and fro leering at Abbi as he says ‘take in the sight, this is going all the way inside you. Now get down on your knees and suck the spunk from my balls’ he commands as his hands go to Abbi’s shoulders to push her down.

The act of his hands going onto Abbi’s body sends a wave of sickness through Helen who comes forward in confrontation shouting ‘taking your hands off Abbi will you, go on now, you creep, do it. And put that feeble little thing away before I set light to it. Yes your penis, what else, go on now!!’

Helen clearly out of control swings her arm at the incense which flies across the room onto the floor. She stamps on it hard.

‘Now get out before I call the police’ shouts Helen picking up her phone to dial.

Helen tries to calm herself down as she watches Stephen hurry out. She moves over to Abbi putting her arms around her and saying ‘I hope you understand. That incense over there has been drugging you and I felt I had to save you. I wanted to save you, for you to make your own choices and not be under that creep’s spell. You do understand don’t you Abbi, we’re going to be alright aren’t we?’
 
Abbi was disorientated and hot. Helen was there. When did she arrive. Everything felt so strange like she was floating at the bottom of a warm pool,trying to get to the surface. Helen led her away and down the stairs. Abbi rested her head on the other woman's shoulder. This felt nice. Better. The air felt cleaner hear.

"Where am I? I don't feel... Just want to sleep." She started taking off her clothes to hop into bed.
 
Seeing the state of Abbi, Helen realises that they cannot afford for her to be seen right now by the management or the general public. She supports Abbi on the way to the back room and leaves a note on the manager's desk saying that she has had to take Abbi home as she has been taken poorly.

Helen calls a cab to arrive at the back entrance and manages to guide her into the car.

'Where to and is she alright?' asks the driver.

'She will be yes, she has just had a nasty shock. The Station Hotel will be fine'

Once on the way Helen texts their manager to confirm the health issue. She talks her way past reception at the hotel and they have a nice room on the fifth floor. By now Abbi seems woozy but recovering. Helen guides her into a chair facing the bed and smiles at her. Saying nothing, Helen matter of factly strips of all her clothes, her soft curves and full breasts fully on show. She holds her hand out to Abbi asking 'will you come to bed with me now my love?'
 
'will you come to bed with me now my love?'

Abbi offers her friend a weak nod. She too slowly undresses and slips under the sheets. As Helen presses her body against Abbi, it becomes clear that the smaller woman is tired. They sleep, snuggled together with bodies touching. Helen has her hand on Abbi's tit, her fingers wrapped either side of the nipple.

Abbi wakes a few hours later and seats herself near the window. Still naked she wraps her knees up to her chest and stares out into the waning light of day lost i thought. Later when she hears Helen stirring, she sighs heavily.

"That is twice I have been betrayed in as many days," she says, self pity evident in her voice. "I'm not like you. I can't do casual sex. I want more. Stephen wanted me to be a slut, and perhaps I wanted that a little bit too. But I can only be a slut to one person. I just need to know, I can trust you.

"You saved me from him. I can..." she looks away. She bites her lip. "I can reward you, if you like. I can give you a second chance. But if you betray me again. I'm gone, you understand?"

Abbi turns in her chair untl she is facing Helen who is still in bed. The sheets are crumples around her waist exposing her massive breasts. Abbi listens patiently to Helen and then spreads her legs. Her fingers slide down her stomach, over the thick patch of hair and to her entrance. Staring intently at Helen Abbi begins to masturbate.
 
‘Oh yes I understand Abbi’ says Helen. ‘Please though understand it was a physical thing and a completely thoughtless thing. Ever since it happened I have only been thinking about you and us. It has really clarified for me how much you mean to me Abbi and how I want to be with you. I very much realise that if I am wrong and that I am not totally committed we will be finished. Right now Abbi all I want is you, to love you and to cherish you. I do believe you understand that. I will not betray you again.’

Helen looks at Abbi and then down at her full heavy bosom. As Abbi begins to masturbate, she lifts a breast and pushes a nipple into her mouth, sucking and putting on a show for Abbi. She plays with her breasts, taking each in turn and sucking them before throwing back the covers and parting her thighs and lifting her torso pushing up with her feet. Her hairy vagina is there for Abbi to see. She moves a hand down and slides two fingers in, frigging frantically as her eyes close and her back arches as she sexes herself. This is how she does it when she needs it, stroking her inner thighs, rubbing her clit, teasing her breasts and nipples and then finger fucking herself deep until she rests and starts again, over and over. She looks up and sees Ami watching and masturbating, a squelching noise coming from her vagina. Helen pants, her fingers move faster as she gets off on Ami watching, groaning into the room as a small fountain of spray shoots from her body and down between her thighs onto the bedsheet. Recovering from her orgasms she whispers 'Oh Abbi I so love you.'

Helen sighs and moves off the bed walking over to Abbi, putting an arm around her shoulder. ‘Come on now my love, let’s go back to bed.’
 
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As Helen’s moans reached a crescendo, Abbi threw back her head. With one hand pinching her left nipple the other slipped and slid over her wet clit. Her breasts rose and fell with each heaving breath as she gasped for more oxygen. Her own pleasure was rising. So close. She was so close to coming. It felt like her entire body was on fire.

Helen finished first, and beckoned for Abbi to join her on the bed. Eyes filled with lust, it took all of Abbi’s will power to pull her fingers away. But she knew that she wanted more. She needed more. She needed Helen.

She almost ran, almost dived onto the bed, so eager was she to have her hands on Helen’s body. Her right hand groped Helen’s tit while her lips fixed around Helen’s and her tongue penetrated her lovers mouth.

Abbi’s lay on top of Helen like that for nearly a minute. Hand massaging breast flesh while their tongues fenced and danced. When the broke off from the kiss Abbi found herself whispering, breath hot, not Helen’s ear. “Take me, my love. Fuck me now.”
 
Hearing those magical words Helen playfully pushes Abbi onto her back. Abbi seems only too willing to comply and Helen tenderly strokes the length of Abbi’s inner thighs as her eyes focus on that luscious hairy slit. Making her own body comfortable Abbi puts her fingers to Abbi’s vaginal lips and gently pulls them apart. This is the sex of the girl she loves.

Taking her time Helen persuades Abbi’s clit with her tongue before taking time to move that tongue lower and slide deep into Abbi’s pussy to taste juice. Helen can hear Abbi’s breathing becoming deeper as she kisses the clit and nibbles the clit and puts her whole face into the wetness making sure to rub the clit with her nose.

Helen can feel Abbi’s hips move as she tongues and sucks faster, now using her fingers to gently fuck her. Helen feels hands on her head and then a cry as Abbi’s thighs bounce up and down on the bed whilst her clit is receiving Helen’s kiss.

Saying nothing Helen moves up the bed and cradles Abbi in her arms giving her soft but passionate tongue kisses as her hand fumbles between Abbi’s thighs.

‘Relax my love’ says Helen as the palm of her hand rests on Abbi’s mound and two fingers slide down and into her vagina. Looking lovingly at Abbi’s face, Helen proceeds to move those fingers up and down Abbi’s vagina, at first whilst kissing Abbi on the lips and on her neck whispering into her ear and then just looking intently at that face as Abbi moves to orgasm. Helen is a big strong girl, her heavy breasts resting on Abbi’s body, whilst her fingers go hard and deep and screw Abbi’s vagina. Her actions bring cries which only encourage Helen to give more and more, which she does to perfection, her mind only on giving full pleasure to Abbi. When all is done and Abbi has sprayed the bed with her juices in triumph, they lie together in each other’s arms, their union complete.
 
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