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Here was Tom, finally hitting the dirt road and heading up the mountain. He felt his heart flutter briefly as he did, his excitement getting the better of him. When he had received Milla's phone call last night, he had been pleased: he didn't talk with his long time friend often enough. But as soon as she had begun talking, he had sensed that something was off. She had sounded stoned, or drunk, or both. And she had definitely sounded agitated. For a few seconds he had thought that she had been in one of her occasional low spells, using drugs to get out of it. But soon he had realized that she was excited, aroused even.
Milla had talked about nothing and everything, which was strange. And suddenly he had heard a girl giggling in the background. Neither Milla or him had said anything funny, but the giggle had been clear. When the girl had giggled a second time, he thought he recognized Angelica. And then it clicked. His two friends were on their yearly nudist trip in the mountain. Milla had then said "Stop it!" laughing and clearly talking to Angelica, and had tried to resume her conversation.
Tom had smiled, trying to figure out why she had call him from their cabin. He had tried many times to get an invitation to that magical nudist trip. Not that he had never seen the girls naked before: both girls really liked nudism, and enjoyed it every time they could. He had quite a few memories of seeing them naked, of being naked around them. In fact, Tom could easily picture their stunning breasts in his mind. Which he had done during the call. But despite the fact that he had seen them naked before, the way Milla talked about that week out of time had always tempted Tom.
While he was glad to be included in this year's week in some small way, Tom was still puzzled. As he had listened to her, he had wondered what the girls had taken or smoked: Milla had really sounded knackered. Her voice had wavered, she had stopped talking mid-word and had laughed way more often than had been justified. Nevertheless, she had been perfectly coherent, maintaining the conversation with ease. When she had said "So, wanna come and join us this year? Only a few days left, but if you're free you're welcome." Tom had frozen. He had been shut down every time he had tried to get an invitation, and now she was offering one freely. He hadn't even talked about it with her this year.
And so, as he drove the few remaining miles, he tried to remain calm. He had no idea what had prompted Milla's change of heart, but he was glad regardless. He was mildly worried about the state of drunkenness the girls had been in, but it was morning now and they should be sober. He rounded the last bend as per Milla's instructions and found the barely drivable path to the cabin itself. It was slow going because it was really rough, but Tom knew his excitement made the wait seem even longer.
Eventually he saw the cabin through the thick trees and stopped the car. By the time he had gotten out of the car and stretched the kinks out of his spine, he saw the girls walking towards him. They were both naked, which wasn't surprising but always wonderful, and they were holding hands. At first Tom didn't really notice that, bewildered by the sight of two remarkably beautiful girls.
Milla was the classic blue-eyed blonde beauty with long hair and a dazzling smile. He couldn't miss her equally dazzling breasts and smiled as he suddenly remembered her asking him, while she was drunk many years ago, if he thought her breasts were big. And while they were not huge, they could certainly fill any man's palms. Their very pale pink nipples danced with each of her steps as she walked towards him. He noticed her completely shaven bush, something new, but soon his eyes turned to Angelica.
His other friend was taller and strikingly darker. Angelica's skin tone was much darker than her friend, and so were her luxurious hair and eyes, as well as her lavish, pitch black bush. He stole a few glances at the barely trimmed bush and felt a tingle deep in his belly. And while her long thighs, generous hips and smooth belly were remarkable, his eyes were drawn to his dusky skinned friend's breasts.
Now there was a girl who would never have to ask if her breasts were big. Angelica's breasts were natural wonders, large and full and ripened yet young enough to stand proudly up and thrust forward, defying any attempt at comprehension. Her bountiful hair were free behind her, looking like soft wings of curly brown locks.
Shaking his head, he smiled and walked towards his two friends. "Well well well... This is the legendary cabin. Looking at you both, I'm beginning to wonder if I didn't have an accident on the road coming here..."
Angelica grinned, then said "Stop it right there! Please tell me you were not about to tell that cliché joke about being in paradise after getting killed in the car! You know I hate clichés! What is it with both of you today?"
Tom replied "Er.., nope, of course not... I was not going to say that... at all." he finished, shaking his head with his eyes closed but eyebrows raised. They all laughed.
"Give the guy a chance Angelica." said Milla, helpfully. "He comes up to the two most beautiful women on earth, naked, ready to give him a hug and you make him feel bad because he tried to give us a compliment?"
Before Tom could add anything to the conversation or fully grasp what Milla had said, she walked forward and wrapped her arms around him for a long hug. Angelica laughed at the expression on his face as he stood frozen in her friends arms. When he did close his arms around her, he had no idea what to feel. Never before had he been given a hug in a nudist situation. He was still dressed, but holding Milla like this... "What the..." he mumbled as she pulled away, taking his hand to guide him to the cabin. Looking at Angelica, he simply raised his eyebrows. She replied "Oh... I don't know what's up with her... She woke in this fey mood for no reason I can understand." she said as if Milla hadn't been right next to them.
"No reason! Pfff!" the blonde replied, grinning.
"Just follow along and everything should be fine." Angelica then kissed him on the cheek with a smile.
Twenty four hours earlier, Milla woke up from a late morning sleep. She and Angelica had woken up much earlier, but after a breakfast and a swim, they had jumped right back into bed for a couple more hours of sleep (and a quick shared climax, of course). It had been their second night together as lovers, after a stunning first day and remarkable second day.
The first had been eye opening for Milla, as she let her friend make love to her for the first time, then many times afterwards. Their second day had also been punctuated by many lovemaking sessions, but also with the growing realization that they were not only lovers in the physical sense of the word. That had been even more astonishing than Milla's first lesbian experience.
This morning, even though Milla hadn't woken up gently from her sleep, she was nevertheless grinning like a cat. She was on her belly, her face squashed against the mattress, stretching her arms above her head. And then she moaned. Angelica had woken her friend, new lover and perhaps lover in the other sense by licking her way up Milla's thigh until she buried her face between the blonde's ass.
While a few of Milla's boyfriends had been intrigued by that strange fetish of eating her ass, none of them had ever done so with as much passion as Angelica had yesterday. And now, Milla found that she enjoyed being woken up with it quite a lot. She was soon giggling as a schoolgirl, feeling the fire of pleasure igniting again between her legs. Again. So fucking soon after last night's passion, and this morning's again.
"Why are you giggling Caryamia?" asked Angelica, her voice muffled by the soft flesh of Milla's ass.
"You know why, devil girl! Stop talking and keep eating my ass!" she replied. For a long while Milla relaxed and let her friend have her way with her, licking and teasing her ass, asshole and pussy. Suddenly, she giggled again.
"What? Again?" came Angelica's quick question.
Milla said: "I just had a thought... But don't stop. It can wait!"
A few minutes later, Milla took a series of deep breaths, feeling her pleasure growing with each one. After the first deep breath, Angelica had dropped down lower until she could take most of Milla's pussy in her mouth, driving her tongue hard. She grabbed the blonde's ass in her hand and held firm until Milla's climax crested over. The blonde screamed as her climax hit her, a powerful sound that Angelica was already becoming used to. Angelica prevented Milla from turning on her back and she moved upwards before laying over her lover's back.
Muzzling her neck and kissing her ears and cheek, she asked "So, why did you giggle that second time? I certainly didn't do anything different..."
"Hmmm... I just had the strangest thought. What if we invited Tom to come here tomorrow?"
"Well, that would really change the mood!"
Milla turned around under her lover's body, but was glad to see that Angelica was smiling.
