Bride to Be

"I never said you were," Alex smelt the sent of the girl's hair. "You'd better stop."

Alex was getting dangerously close to kissing her again, but this time she wouldn't have the strength to stop. Apparently the nuns had never explained to Gwen marriage or love. Gwen didn't understand why her heart quickened at the sight of Alex, though she felt a yearning in her. She decided to act on her impulses.

"I know that sometimes two women" she was breathing heavily, "can love each other."

"Yes, it's true." Alex brushed away the wisps of Gwen's hair and took her face in her hand, searching her with hauntingly tender eyes. "But do you know what that means?"

"Not really," Gwen admitted. "I was hoping you'd teach me."

Before Gwen could say another word Alex lowered her head to kiss Gwen's lips and she dissolved against her, savouring her, filling Gwen's heart with Alex's longing.

Gwen opened to Alex's mouth like a spring flower, sleek and delicate, ceding her juicy nectar to Alex's thirst. Alex's tongue coiled Gwen's, summoning, rousing a celestial and primal need. Gwen surrendered helplessly to Alex's frame, wanting her. Excitement blossomed from under her dress and flowed into her centre, and it extended into pure sensual bliss. Gwen wanted her; she wanted to be held, touched and be loved by her ...

"Make love to me, Alex," she murmured, astonished, when Alex released her mouth to suck the edges of her lips and chin.

The tall woman yanked off her gown, tossing it carelessly onto the floor. Naked in the firelight, Gwen was radiant. Alex felt her heart quicken as she admired Gwen's form, the feminine flawlessness of her firm thighs, the smooth hill of her bottom, the soft roundness of her breasts and the light pink nipples – perfect as bullets – which stiffened slightly in the cool night air.

Gwen tensed, blushing crimson at being suddenly naked in front of Alex. She disliked being so uncovered and exposed. Back at the orphanage, the nuns warned her that nudity was a sin. The devil would tempt her flesh.

She waited for Alex to unfasten and unbutton her trousers, dropping them to her ankles and stepping free of them. Then she kicked off her boots. She pulled down her undergarments.

Gwen froze instantly and held her breath. It was the first time she'd seen another person naked and had no idea how to react. Alex towered before her, relaxed and calm, shamelessly displaying her muscular and nude form. Gwen noticed that Alex's stomach was as flat as a board. As Gwen's gaze dropped, it travelled downwards towards the lush black thatch of long and thick curly pubic hairs between Alex's legs.

This was Gwen's first erotic moment. Her buttocks clenched and flexed involuntarily as her sphincter muscle contracted suddenly. Her eyes widened on the smooth, mounded muscles of Alex's breast and glimpsed her stiff feminine nipples. Amazed, Gwen reached out to touch them, but stopped herself short. Instead, she looked down to glance at her own nipples and said: "They look so much like mine ..."

When she looked up, Alex's eyes were fixed on her inquisitive little fingers.

"This feels ... wrong, somehow." She was remembering the nuns who punished the girls at the orphanage. "Maybe we should stop."

"No." Alex grabbed her softly but firmly by the wrist. "Lie down in bed with me, now wench."

Wench? What did Alex mean by that, Gwen wondered. Although she didn't feel forced to obey Gwen couldn't summon the strength to resist her.

"I –" she whispered quietly.

"Don't be afraid," Alex cradled Gwen's face in her hand, tilting it up as her other hand slipped around the other girl's waist, drawing her fully against her hard frame. "I'll look after you."

Gwen's hand came up against Alex's chest, but was unable to summon the force to resist her. Alex was going to kiss her, she realised to her amazement; her head was bending, her strong, open lips were parting. And she was going to let her, she realised, watching the way her velvety lips parted and her head tilted instinctively to receive Alex.

"I need you," she said huskily, trying to draw her back into her arms.

"This is all new to me." She resisted Alex's pull, and that made her only more resolute.

Gwen prickled with expectation, and then the soft wonder of Alex's mouth on hers flooded warmth through her body. Alex's lips caressed and enticed hers wider and her tongue traced the sweet opening with leisure, mesmerizing caresses. A moan which was part pleasure, part alarm escaped her throat when Alex's tongue found the tip of hers and traced moist circles around it. Her arms slid weakly down Alex's chest and seemed to clutch at her waist. They lay down on the bed and pulled the covers over them.

Would she accept to be her wife? Was she too delicate to make love to?

"You're beautiful," Alex lowered her mouth to Gwen's, sucking gently at her lower lip with her mouth, and then soothing it with her tongue. Though Alex kept her pinned down on the mattress, she was compensated by Gwen's genuine groan, followed by her mouth opening over hers to extend the kiss.

Gwen allowed her instincts to guide her. Soon their tongues were entwined and their mouths firmly locked together.

When Gwen tried to shift herself from underneath Alex's weight, she drew back to look closely at her. "If I continue" she said huskily, "there are conditions to accept."

She cast an annoyed glance. "What condition is that?"

"As long as you remain here you'll be my wife. I'll have exclusive rights to your body." She raised her back so her eyes could feast over Gwen's naked breasts. "I'll have the right to do this!" Lowering her head, Alex sucked Gwen's breast, tonguing and teasing the nipple until she moaned.

"Oh my ..."

"Do you agree to be my wife?" she demanded, in between exciting her breasts with her nimble mouth. "Will you accept me as your Lord and Master? Say it!"

Lust flooded low in her loins. Right now she would agree to marry Satan if only Alex would just keep doing what she was doing. "Yes, yes, anything! I swear." She brushed a kiss to her mouth. "Just don't stop!"

With a growl of satisfaction, Alex slipped her hand down to the shaking, slippery folds of Gwen's sex, and cupped her. The wench was hot and wet! With a gleam in her excited gaze, she slid a finger on Gwen's slit.

"Alex!" she cried, stunned by the unexpected move. "You can't do that!"

"Oh yes I can. You're my wife now." She wriggled her finger inside her slit. "Better get used it if you're going to say married to me."

Gwen locked her legs, her hands gripping Alex's shoulders, her mouth locked on hers, sucking in her breath, anchoring herself against Alex's body. Alex fingered Gwen's folds, delicately testing her. She moaned and squirmed against Alex's hand, but she didn't scream ... yet!

Alex plunged a finger inside her, an aggressive action that made her back arch.

Gwen's eyes bulged wide with ecstasy and horror. Alex couldn't resist parting her and sliding a thumb into her secret, slick gap, and she was literally drenched with lust. Oh, she would be so tight, so excellent! A long finger buried itself deep inside her, she'd felt a strange tingly feeling she'd never felt before. It was a feeling she was unable to control.

Alex plunged her finger in faster and deeper, right to her hymen but without breaking it, her thumb brushed against a tiny bud of unstable sensations which Gwen had no idea she possessed. She bucked against Alex's hand, fighting for more touch, fighting for more pleasure. She couldn't understand herself

Suddenly Alex fingered that predominantly sensitive spot, and she practically leaped off the mattress. "Fuck!"

She'd cursed for the first time in her life. Gwen knew she probably sounded like some harlot, but that was how Alex was making her feel, with her mouth sexually assaulting her breasts and her fingers taking reckless, wild liberties between her legs.

She should stop it! Why wasn't she stopping it?

"You have no idea how hot you make me feel, wench," she said between suctions of Gwen's nipple. "This is all your doing."

"My doing ..." she rasped as Alex tugged on her nipple with her teeth, sending electric feelings screaming along every nerve.

This felt like nothing she'd ever known in her life. For once in her life, she felt raw pleasure. Damn the nuns at the orphanage and whoever condemned their love. When Alex's thigh rubbed between her legs, stimulating other sensations to life down below, she didn't even hesitate to arch up against her. The force felt so good, so delightful ...

"More!" Gwen hissed urgently. "Please! Husband!"

Alex seemed to boost with energy when she heard Gwen call her husband. Gwen lay beneath her, gloriously naked, her legs obscenely spread. Alex on top of her, the elastic, athletic muscles in her back and thighs tensing evenly as she thrust against her new wife. Gwen's breaths were deeper and more strenuous as she suckled Alex's lips. They made love hysterically, sex pressed against sex in a lusty nether kiss, creating blissful friction with each savage thrust. Gwen felt her sex throb with shameless need.

Alex's body was hard, her buttocks tight, yet undeniably feminine. She made love so kindly yet passionately. Gwen's growing cries became screams of pleasure, her nails dug into Alex's back, drawing the woman in closer.

Grabbing Gwen by the hips, she thrust harder against her slippery, wet flesh, grunting like a woman possessed as she did so. Alex had never felt anything so wet and slippery.

"Alex."

She was already crying out her name in her passion, Alex thought a little smugly.

Alex began thrusting on her in long, deep strokes. She rolled Gwen's nipples around with her fingers, tugging at them in the way she'd discovered Gwen liked.

"Faster." Gwen begged over and over again.

Alex resisted speeding things up and continued grinding on her in long, agonizingly unhurried strokes. She rubbed harder, pinning Gwen deeper into the mattress. Alex moved her hand between Gwen's legs and teased her clit until she tensed and cried out, experiencing her beginnings of her first orgasm while she continued thrusting hard against her. She watched Gwen through it all, spellbound by the look in her glowing eyes, the sheer pleasure on her beautiful face.

Gwen clamped her right leg around her and Alex could feel her excitement rising fast. She was so receptive to Alex, it made it all the better.

Alex came down fully on top of her. Twining a handful of Gwen's long, golden hair around her fist, she locked gazes with her just before she riding herself home. Gwen groaned, her head falling back upon the bed as Alex rode her body hard, fucking her sweet cunt in fast thrusts. Sweat-soaked skin slapped against sweat-soaked skin. The sound of Gwen's sweet sex squishing against her sex echoed throughout the cabin. Alex howled as she went primitive on her, fucking her harder and faster, riding the body she now owned into rapture and oblivion.

"Alex!!!" Her name in pleasure on Gwen's lips sounded sweetly melodious as she orgasmed.

Gwen's back arched and her body climaxed for Alex was so powerfully arousing. Gwen shivered and convulsed, moaning wilfully as she burst against her lover. In a fluid movement she grabbed her hips and grinded her clit against Gwen's, rubbing herself against her body, over and over again. Alex rode in quick strokes and deep shoves; sweaty flesh slapping sweaty flesh.

Alex's muscles corded and bunched. Her jaw clenched as she rode Gwen fast and hard like a mare. "Gwen!!!"

Finally she burst. Nostrils flaring, Alex's black eyes locked with Gwen's as she thrust one more time, then with a growl of triumph, released herself. They held each other like that, both of them spent and heaving deeply, both of them too exhausted and satisfied to speak.

Alex craned her neck down to sip gently from her lover's lips. Gwen accepted her readily, letting loose her tongue out to meet with her lover's. They kissed unhurriedly for a long minute, pleasant and unhurried caress until their kissing stopped altogether.

With a smile on her face Gwen fell fast asleep.

Alex got up and walked to the table. The bottle of whiskey resting on it was still one quarter fill. Snatching it up and spitting the cork out with her teeth she drank the entire contents in one gulp. A drop of liquid ran down her neck, chest and dissolved between her legs.

She had never been so aroused by the mere look of a woman before. Alex felt a slick wetness seeping down the insides of her thighs. She placed her fingers between her legs. A strange expression crossed her face. Then she stared at her hand, rubbing her fingers together. Gwen's juices were still mingled with her own.

"Hot damn!" Alex chuckled lightly. She brought her fingers to her lips and licked them. "Hot damn!"

She walked back to bed to join Gwen.