Let me take you somewhere. I'm borrowing Hannah's car. Justine texted Alina.
Graduation was tomorrow, and Alina was spending senior week with the seniors at Wilson House. She was not sure how she would get away unnoticed. Unless, she lied.
"I'm going home real quick, and I'll head back up with my family on graduation day." Alina told Katrina that morning.
"What?! What about the last night of partying?" Katrina said in disbelief.
"I know, I know. We'll have champagne when I get back." Alina replied.
"Ugh, I can't believe this." Katrina said, walking away.
Alina slipped through the back entrance, where Justine was waiting in a black Honda Civic.
"Where are we going?" Alina asked, looking at Justine's beach bag.
"There's a park I want to show you. There's a river nearby." Justine said. Justine loved nature, growing up in northern Connecticut. Her house was near a swamp, and Alina and Justine would take walks there whenever they went down there.
Alina, a true city kid, was not a fan of the trek. They walked through a field of grass, avoiding what Alina thought was a marsh of katniss. She did not really know nature all that well, but she would have been livid if her Birkenstocks were ruined. The sun beamed hot on their backs. Justine led the way to a bed of flat white stones, and she put out a beach blanket for them.
"Wow!" Alina gasped.
The river was beautiful and clear. They were by the calm part, where they could swim.
"I didn't bring a bathing suit." Alina said, disappointed.
"Neither did I!" Justine said mischievously.
They looked at each other like two children about to break the rules. Alina surveyed the area. They were far enough from the main park that no one would see them. A helicopter passed by, where Alina imagined the pilots were looking down.
"Let's give them a show!" Alina laughed, as she pointed to the helicopter.
Slowly, they removed their shorts and tank tops, until they were in their underwear. Justine looked straight into Alina's eyes and rid herself of her bra. Then, her panties, and walked into the water. Alina was not scandalized, but she was intrigued. She figured Eliza was having a lot of fun that day, so Alina followed suit. She stripped down and joined Justine in the water.
They laughed and splashed water at each other.
"I'm gonna slip!" Alina shrieked, her city feet unaccustomed to the slimy stones.
"I got you!" Justine reassured her and reached out. The water was against their skin; their breasts brushed against one another. Justine leaned in for a kiss. Slow and gentle such was her way, her lips met Alina's.
Alina led Justine to the blanket and ran her lips down Justine's belly. Alina slid two fingers into Justine and worked her G spot. Panting from the heat and pleasure, Justine begged for more. Alina made a quick kiss to her pink nipple and went down again, orchestrating her tongue and her fingers the way Justine liked. Justine rode her hips against Alina's face and surrendered to her climax.
After coming up to kiss her, Alina grabbed Justine's hand and led it down to her wetness. Justine began to fuck her like it was her last time. Rough pulses accompanied Justine's tongue on Alina's hard clit. Alina came fast.
"More." Alina demanded. Two, then three.
That night in Justine's room, they made love until the sun rose for graduation.
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ELIZA
RomanceThe story follows Alina, a young Filipina woman with a looming mental illness, and the women she loves over the course of her life.