Lesbian Day at the Beach

Once Candice's hand became free, she lifted it to her mouth and fed on some of the larger deposits of her lover's vagina passion. Then she rubbed the rest all over her face like lotion and then into her hair.

Monica beckoned her. The girl dropped on top of her and the women began a long and loving make out session.

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As the day continued, they couple played in the ocean, ate more food and fondled each other.

"Let's go for a walk before we go," Monica suggested.

"OK," Candice responded, then rubbing her belly she added, "I need to make some room in my tummy for some more of you in here."

Monica gave the girl a peck on the lips and, holding hands, they went on their stroll.

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A little distance away, Candice though she saw something ahead.

"What is that?" she said.

"A log, maybe?" Monica responded.

"Maybe..." Candice squinted.

The women watched the object resting on the beach with the waves lapping on one end. But as they got closer, they realized something was very wrong and they ran toward the dark figure. Kneeling down, the women were in shock.

It was a dark, thin Asian woman lying prone washed up on shore. She was practically naked; her clothes just tatters hanging off her body. She wasn't moving.

"Is she alive?" Candice didn't know what to do. Monica put her head to the unconscious woman's chest. "She's breathing!"

Then, judging the distance to the SUV, Monica made a decision. "We have to get her in some shade. We'll carry her to the truck," she said. Both women at first picked up the girl, by shoulders and feet. But that was too awkward for the distance. Then Monica put the dark girl on her shoulder and Candice helped brace her and they began their march toward the vehicle.

At the SUV, they collapsed under the canopy. On the blanket, Monica sat holding the woman in her lap and against her chest.

"What should we do?" Candice was worried.

"Well, we're too far from town to get help. It looks like she hasn't eaten for a long time."

"Should I get some food?"

"No, solid food could make things worse. She needs liquid to get her started. If this were a hospital, she'd get IVs. But we have the next best thing..."

"Can I help? Tell me what to do." Candice wanted to help.

"Yes, let's straighten her a little... her legs, yes... OK, let me cradle her head..."

Candice watched Monica positions the girl's head to her tit.

"Do you think she'll take it?" she asked.

"Well, I don't know... she's semi-conscious... if I can just get her to latch on..."

Monica took her nipple and rubbed it back and forth over the girl's lip. Nothing.

"Here, let me. " Candice took Monica's tit in one hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Beads of milk leaked into the crease of the dark woman's lips. Some must have drained into her mouth as she suddenly opened it wider. Monica introduced the nipple and the girl seemed to reflexively begin suckling.

"Thank you baby," Monica lifted her chin and rewarded the young woman with a kiss.

"It looks like she likes it," Candice watched the Asian feed from her partner's tit.

"She's just very hungry I think," Monica looked down at the woman attached to her. Her eyes were closed, but would flutter with her irises pointing to the top of her head. "She's cold I think. She's dehydrated. Why don't you give her a body massage and get her circulation going."

"With pleasure!" Candice started removing the tattered cloth from the brown women. "Where do you think she came from?"

"She looks Vietnamese to me... about, I don't know, 24, 25...?"

"Really, that old? She looks like a little girl..." Candice pulled on a band of cloth covering the girl's mid-section, and it just peeled off like a wet paper napkin.

"Well, she's smaller and shorter than you, but I can tell in her face, she's older."

Candice looked at the girl more closely. "Well, maybe..." she said as she placed herself between the unconscious woman's naked legs. The girl picked up a foot and held the leg up feeling her toes. "Yikes! She is cold."

Candice rubbed the dark skin. Up her legs to her crotch and back down to her feet, the girl repeated the process kneading and warming the foreign woman's extremities. Monica cradled the girl's head in one arm, but used her free hand to stroke her arms and hands. Candice gripped the girl's foot and massaged it, holding the toes to her breast. The cool dark appendage made her nipples tingle and harden.

"I don't know if this is working," the young woman said.

"What do you suggest?" Monica looked at her lover suspiciously.

"Well...," Candice held the foot to her tit with one hand as she leaned forward sliding her other hand up to the Asian woman's pussy, and twirled a finger in the unconscious girl's pubic hair. "We might be able to get her warm doing other things..."

"We?"

"Wellllll... I could do it!" And with that Candice wrapped herself around one of the girl's chill legs and started fidgeting around with the girl's cool pussy lips while staring at her partner. Monica made a quick nod of approval and then resumed her attention on feeding the woman while the youth fondled the comatose girl's vagina.

She's so dark, Candice thought. She parted the dark brown pussy lips and discover a sharp compliment of hot pink! So vibrant in color, the foreign vagina beckoned the young girl. Nervous, Candice bent her head and gave the twat a quick kiss. She looked more closely at the female sex to see if there was some reaction. None. So she tried again - this time the blonde opened her mouth some and swiped the pussy with her tongue.

The girl's body made the slightest of movements, like a tremor. I think this will work, she told herself. Candice switched to the girl's other cold leg. "I think this is going to work," she said out loud.

"I don't think she's had food for a while. But I think she's responding to you." Monica smiled in an encouraging manner. Candice grinned back at her, then dipped her head and planted her open mouth over the Asian girl's unguarded, yet inviting vaginal portal. Monica was getting wet. Between the dark woman nursing on her breast, and watching her partner explore another pussy made her feel both jealous and envious. The things Candice had yet to discover as a lesbian in hand with her reminded the older woman of earlier days in her homosexual life.

Candice's nose nuzzled against the top of the girl's pubis. She breathed the salty pubic hair into her nostrils. Lower down, she let her tongue drift around the Asian landscape inside the dome of her mouth. She inspected the small, thin labial folds. She tested the clit to see if it might grow. It responded feebly secreting a familiar, yet different female blend. Curious, the young lesbian coaxed more of the exotic fluid from the gland and couldn't help but hum her approval into the unconscious woman's sexual orifice.

All of a sudden, the dark woman's eyes shot open and her body jerked. Monica could see and feel her nursing lips pause. Candice kept her mouth planted on her prey unwilling to release her. The brown girl's body froze as her eyes fluttered trying to focus. Her brain attempted to understand her predicament.

She felt a warm body encased around her leg and something slithering and warm dancing against her pelvis. That scared her until she realized a woman's arms were holding her in a motherly way. Her Anglo features seemed reassuring to her. Her eyes trailed from the woman's eyes down to her chin, down her neck, her chest... and she suddenly became conscious that she had the white woman's breast in her mouth!

The Asian girl's surprise caused her to involuntarily suck what was halfway in her mouth and was shocked to feel liquid fill her mouth. She swallowed. Trying to raise an arm, the girl was simply too weak to move. She couldn't even pull her head away from Monica's tit. Still foggy, she couldn't fend for herself, but she wasn't in pain, nor did she sense danger.

The dark woman went limp. She didn't know what was happening to her sex, but she couldn't do anything about it. Besides, it made her feel good inside and whatever was going on down there made her feel alive.

Monica could tell the girl had acquiesced. She felt her tongue brush her nipple and her suckling continued. The trodden woman closed her eyes and focused on regaining her strength. Candice released her oral grip and playfully embarked on an intense inspection and re-inspection of the girl's genitalia, led by her nose and tongue.

Time passed slowly as the two Aussie women enjoyed their time comforting and exploring their new friend. The brown woman's decision to convalesce proved invaluable to her recovery. As she fed she came to realize her rescuers were "??ng tính n?" - lesbians. Considering her situation, she was accepting of their comfort and care.

The sun was well into its arc toward the horizon. The day began to cool.

"We have to go back if we want to catch the last ferry home," Monica pronounced, carefully detaching the brown girl from her teat.

"What do we do with her?" Candice helped turn the girl on her side as Monica got up, and continued to touch the foreign woman running her hands up and down her thigh, hip and ribcage.

"Well, I was thinking... if we leave her or turn her in to the authorities - things could turn out bad for her..." Candice looked up at her lover with a worried expression. "... Or, we could take her with us. Bring her home with us." Monica watched her partner suddenly come alive again.

"Yes! I think that's what we should do!" Candice agreed.

"We could put her in the spare bedroom and nurse her back to health. And when she is ready, we can decide then what she wants." Monica started to dress into her bikini and a pair of shorts.

"Yes! Yes! We should do that!" Candice was on her feet in an instant and began collecting things to put in the back of the SUV.

Monica folded the back seat down so their new roommate could lie down and be easily hidden in case someone got nosey. She lifted the brown girl into the back laying her on her side. After all was packed and loaded, Monica instructed Candice to stay in back with the brown woman.

"Hold on," the young girl said. "Something's not right here..." Candice placed her hands under each of Monica's tits and lifted them. "One is bigger than the other. Maybe I can fix that a little." And with that Candice flipped the bikini bra over the larger breast and plugged her mouth into Monica's protruding nipple.

"I love how you always think of me, my love," Monica praised her. She put a hand lazily on Candice's head and held her close with her other hand. The girl in the SUV watched the two lovers snuggle.

Several minutes later, the young girl jumped in back of the SUV and lay alongside their new companion. All packed, Monica started the vehicle and they began the drive back to the Mandorah docks.

As the drove along the beach Candice turned herself around to face the girl head to toe. Then, bending the Asian's knee and raising her leg, the blonde scooched closer to the brown girl' privates. When they hit the rough sandy road to the main highway, Candice braced the girl with her naked body pressing her body against the girl's front; the young girl held her face in the little dark girl's pussy as if protecting a delicate flower she didn't want crumpled or creased.

When they finally made it to the highway, Candice took advantage and bent the girl's other leg at the knee, opening her. Monica continually glimpsed the rear view mirror at Candice's dalliances and yearned to be back there with her partner as she caught sight her lover burying her head between the dark girl's legs. The sounds of loud slurping and helpless, desperate groans resounded inside the vehicle.

The sun was setting when, on the ferry ride home, Monica had her seat reclined and fed the girl some fruit. On her stomach, the girl weakly propped herself up on her elbows as the older woman fed her piece by piece. Meanwhile, Candice remained behind the girl, playfully licking her bottom and burying her face in her crack. Luckily, the rear windows were tinted and no one could see the shenanigans going on inside, Monica convinced herself.

As they departed the boat, Candice moved next to the girl and held her, exhausted. The girl cuddled closer and both fell asleep. Monica was tired too and couldn't wait to get home.

Later, the SUV pulled up to the apartment building and Monica turned the vehicle off.

"We're home," she said softly.

Candice rubbed her eyes. The older woman scanned the area and lit windows before opening the back door and helping her partner out the door. Then she slid her arms underneath the Asian girl and lifted her out. Candice closed the door quietly as Monica cradled the girl. The blonde gave Monica's ass a pat and went to the apartment entryway with her keys.

The girl in Monica's arms reached up with one hand and unmasked the older woman's tit next to her head. She snuggled her face into the Anglo woman's chest much like a baby animal does when it searches for its mom's teat. She found the hardened nipple pressed against her cheek, and captured it between her lips, her soft tongue performing a gentle milking of the woman's mammillary.

As Candice opened the door, Monica drew her attention to the girl's actions, and they both smiled, kissed, and entered the building; the door slowly closing behind them.