From Hell to Paradise

She reached across to the table and pulled out a tissue, gently wiping Elaine's face before putting her arms around her waist and kissed her gently on the lips. Elaine didn't resist and kissed her back. She then tried to pull away but Martine put her hand round the back of her head and pulled her towards her once more. Again she kissed her on the lips and again Elaine didn't resist. This time, Martine gently started probing with her tongue, slowly at first then increasing the tempo slightly. Elaine felt herself giving in to her advances and began to reciprocate. Tongues were touching, lips were smacking, and Martine was now rubbing her hands all over Elaine's blouse, rubbing her breasts through the smooth material. Elaine could feel herself becoming aroused once more as she had on the train earlier. Suddenly Martine stopped. She stood up and held out her hand indicating that Elaine stood do the same. Elaine stood up and allowed Martine to lead her across the room into the bedroom.

The bedroom was small. There was one single bed pushed against the wall with a small bedside table next to it. A single wardrobe and dressing table combo stood facing the bed with a small chair alongside. To use the dressing table mirror meant sitting on the end of the bed. Martine pulled the duvet cover back and turned towards Elaine and kissed her once more, probing her mouth with her tongue before starting to undress her. Elaine suddenly felt embarrassed, not at the thought of being naked in front of her, but at the fact she was not wearing her best underwear. Her underskirt was plain and white, with only a minimal amount of lace on its hem. Her bra was white, but not one of her newest while her panties were baby blue with a small white trim around the waist and legs. What a time to not be wearing matching items!

Martine started by removing her jacket and draping it over the chair, then she gently turned Elaine round so that she could undo the zip on her skirt. Elaine cringed as it slid down revealing the underskirt and she stepped out of it.

"I knew I should have put the lacier one on," she thought to herself.

She turned back towards Martine but she didn't seem to notice. She began unfastening the buttons on her blouse. Elaine looked down as each little button was popped open exposing her bra. Soon it had joined the skirt and jacket on the chair. Martine was smiling at her. She gently cupped her breasts still in their restraint and started massaging them through the material, and then she lifted each one free.

"What perfect breasts you have," she said in awe, reaching behind unclipping her bra. "What size are you?"

"38C," said Elaine proudly. "I've always had big boobs. I was twelve when I had to start wearing a bra. Most of the other girls were thirteen or fourteen."

She looked down at her breasts with their perfect pink areolas and semi erect nipples. Martine started licking then sucking each one in turn and soon they were standing to attention. Elaine groaned softly. She could feel her inner dampness beneath her underskirt and panties. Martine was kissing her all over her naked upper body. Elaine stood with her hands rather awkwardly holding onto her shoulders until Martine stooped and knelt before her. Her fingers slid inside the waistband of the underskirt and with a gentle tug it collapsed to the ground in a heap at her feet. Elaine stepped free of it and kicked off her shoes before Martine repeated the process with her tights. She carefully rolled them down her legs before Elaine lifted her feet in turn, holding onto the chair to steady herself. Martine looked at the rather large damp patch on the front of her panties.

"Well, we are excited, aren't we?" she said.

Elaine blushed. "It's not all you-know-what," she said. "I went to the bathroom when we got here because I felt all sticky. Most of that is tap water."

"So you've spent the last hour wearing wet knickers, have you? said Martine. Well we can't have that, can we? You could catch a cold you know!"

She hooked her fingers in the waistband and slid them down and off. She could smell the odours of her previous endeavours and she was hungry for more. She stood up and took in the view for a second. Elaine stood before her with her blond curly hair just resting on her shoulders, nipples erect, with her pussy hairs set in a perfect triangular mound.

Martine quickly pulled her jersey over her head and unfastened her skirt letting it fall to the ground. She stepped out of it leaving it where it fell. She had a matching black lacy bra and briefs on underneath and a pair of dark tights. These were soon dispatched and she stood naked before Elaine. Her dark hair was still tied up on top of her head, but with a deft flick of her hand, she had removed a couple of hairpins and it fell seductively over her shoulders. Elaine had never seen her with her hair down and was surprised to find how long it was, the end almost to her navel. She couldn't resist taking a handful and using it to stroke the nipples to an erect state.

Martine smiled. Nobody had ever done that to her before and it pleased her no end. She gently pushed Elaine back on the bed and spread her legs wide with her knees in the air. She pushed her hair back over her shoulders and put her head up to Elaine's expectant opening. She inserted her tongue, licking this way and that seeking out all the pleasure spots. Elaine lay back moaning softly. She could feel her body tensing once more as Martine continued her quest. Up, down, left, right went her tongue, deeper and deeper.

"Oh Heavens, I think I'm going to burst," she yelled, quite breathless. "Oh God, oh...my...God....OH..." She could hold out no more and erupted covering Martine's face and a few stray strands of her hair and the bedsheet with her cum.

"You weren't that noisy on the train!" said Martine.

"I didn't really have a choice," said Elaine breathless still laying back on the bed. "Someone might have pulled the alarm cord if I'd done that!"

She looked up at Martine, streaks of cum dripping down her cheek.

"Why don't you lick it off me?" said Martine. "See if you like the taste of your own cum."

Elaine did as instructed. She sat up and knelt on the bed and licked every droplet she could see. It tasted good. Then she started kissing Martine, as she had earlier done to her, delving deep into her throat with her breasts rubbing against Martine's, stimulating her even further, gripping her shoulders tightly as they knelt on the bed facing each other. She pulled Martine tightly against her so their breasts met head on and gently nibbled her ear.

"Heavenly," muttered Martine dreamily. "Where did you learn that?"

"It's something Neil does to me," said Elaine nibbling the other ear. Then she started on Martine's tits, tweaking each nipple before working her way slowly down her body, kissing her sensually. Martine's slit was shaved bare so Elaine had no trouble finding the entrance. She was on her knees, bottom in the air as Martine lay back prostrate on the bed almost in the crucified position. Elaine managed to get her arms under her backside and squeezed it towards her. She was licking Martine's cunt for all she was worth. Martine was already very damp from the earlier exploits and she didn't take much stimulation. With an almighty "Yyyyeeeessssss" which must have been heard in the cab office downstairs and probably over half a dozen cab radios across Luton she expelled her juices.

Elaine moved up and lay next to her. She wiped a stray piece of cum from her face and licked it. They lay together for some time, kissing and cuddling. Martine took hold of Elaine's right hand and placed it in her own slit then placed her own left hand into Elaine's. Together they kissed each other while stimulating each other to one final joint climax before sucking the resulting juices from each other's hands.

It was now getting quite dark. The girls lay back as the room grew darker, kissing each other softly and talking about their feelings for each other. Elaine knew she wanted more. Her pussy hairs were once more tangled and matted with cum and she accepted Martine's invitation to have a quick bath while Martine finally prepared the meal she had planned two hours before. She got dressed in the bedroom and came into the sitting area to find Martine in a pink fluffy dressing down just about to dish up. They finished their meal and sat talking for a while longer before Elaine stood up to go. She kissed Martine on the lips and couldn't help push her hand inside the dressing gown. She wasn't surprised to find Martine was wearing nothing under it. She pulled on the cord holding it together and had one last look at her gorgeous tits. She kissed and fondled each one then gave Martine a big kiss on the lips. Martine responded, squeezing her breasts through her jacket and blouse.

"I'd better ring a cab," said Elaine, forgetting that the flat was on top of a cab office until Martine corrected her. She pulled her dressing gown together and went downstairs to the cab office below.

"Can you do a taxi now to Montrose Avenue?" she said to the controller. "Put it on my account."

"No problem, love," said the controller. "Bit underdressed aren't you, Martine? Fancy dress is it?"

"It's not for me, cheeky, it's for a friend." She replied.

They stood on the doorstep for a few minutes until the taxi came then kissed each other goodbye.

"Fluffy will be wondering where I am," said Elaine as the taxi drew up.

"Never mind Fluffy, I know one pussy I'd like to feed!" said Martine giving her a kiss on the cheek this time.

"Sunday," said Elaine as she got in the taxi. "Come for Sunday Lunch and I'll sort out a special desert!"

"It's a date," said Martine closing the door. She waved as the taxi set off and Elaine waved back.

The taxi drove round the corner out of sight. Elaine couldn't help but think back to the journey home that evening. It was one that had started off as hell, but had ended in Paradise.