Reflect, Lick, Penetrate

A beachside vacation leads to a memorable sapphic encounter…

Photo by Fausto García on Unsplash

Her skin felt warm against my arm, her body-heat rising as the two of us lay there on our backs, looking up at the mirrored ceiling, naked except for our bikini bottoms. A soft ocean breeze ruffled the thin white drapes, and a seagull cried outside.

She was pretty, with alabaster skin and pert breasts. Her hand rested upon my thigh, soft and undemanding. There had been nothing else yet, no kiss, no caress, no other expression of our ardour, yet I could already smell the aroma of our combined arousal permeating the air.

I had not expected to find myself here, now, beside this bewitching vixen. Had not imagined that a chance conversation with this fellow beach-goer would lead to her returning with me to my room, knowing but never speaking out loud of the physical attraction that was pulling us like magnets.

I felt her hand slide down to cup my mound, tentatively. I responded by reaching my hand over to the same spot between her own legs. Mirroring each other, we slowly massaged and rubbed, then she slid her hand inside my bikini bottoms and stroked my wet slit with expert fingers. I copied her actions, feeling the hot slick of her cunt beneath the white lycra.

We lay, watching each other in the mirror’s reflection, attuned to the sounds of each other’s wetness, each hitched breath and soft moan. In unison, we reached our free hands up to our breasts, and copied each caress, pinch, flick. The sensation of my nipples distending as I rolled and pinched them firmly between thumb and forefinger sent electric sparks down to my clit, already plump and needy from her touch.

She opened her legs wider, allowing my hand to dip lower, and for my finger to penetrate the damp lips of her cunt. I, too, let my thighs drop open, and felt her middle digit slip inside my pulsating pussy, my vulva throbbing a heavy beat as my whole engorged sex dripped with desire. With synchronous movements we fingered each other, wriggling our hips, grinding wet cunts against sticky fingers, kneading breasts and pinching at nipples, all the while staring at each other’s reflection in the ceiling mirror.