RaStro FicS

Surf me up (8)

As the sun moved westwards and they finished their last surf of the day, Glaiza's friends decided they were going to go into town to pick up the talent from the night before and see if they could find a party, failing which, they would bring the guys back to the resort. Glaiza begged off the party, saying she had caught too much sun and needed a quiet night, but went into town to get some things she needed. Bianca, taking one look at Rhian's face, said she needed to go home early as she has errands for the dinner with the family.

Once everyone left, Rhian jumped in the shower and while she sat in the setting sun toweling her dry dressed in nothing but a bikini top and soft cotton shorts, Glaiza reappeared. Rhian was aware that she was there, standing behind her, but did not acknowledge her presence. If she wanted to stare a bit, that was perfectly fine with her. Eventually Glaiza cleared her throat. "I see your sunburn has become tan. It looks good..." Rhian smiled to herself, facing in the opposite direction. She was well aware of how her white bikini top set off her tan "you done?" Glaiza asked. When Rhian replied in the affirmative, she felt her arm being grasped and Glaiza pulled her to her feet. "Come with me, then."

They walked hand-in-hand again down to the main beach, over the rocky outcropping to the private beach. Lit candles were laid out all around the tiny cove. A blanket was laid out in the centre of the cove and a picnic basket with a bottle of wine lay next the blanket. Rhian turned to Glaiza. "Did you do all of these?" Glaiza nodded, unable to speak. "Does this mean what I think it means?"

"Let's analyze later, Rhi, I'm so tired of thinking about this..." They reached for each other and with a tender sigh, lips claimed each other, tongues gently played and caressed. "Come..." said Glaiza again, drawing Rhian towards the blanket, pushing her softly down. She reached for the glasses, poured a glass of wine for both of them and after clinking their glasses together with a faint grin, they both sipped.

Rhian stretched herself out on the blanket and sighed happily as they watched the sun set. There were clouds high across the sky, shot through with hues of pink and orange. "Perfect end to the day." She stated, turning on her side and looking at Glaiza.

"Almost..." Glaiza said, leaning over and kissing her again.

"What did you have in mind?" Rhian asked, her grin widening.  

"Oh, I think you know, Rhi..." Glaiza said seriously.

Rhian actually gulped. She could not remember ever being this wired with anticipation and Glaiza hadn't even touched her yet. She sipped more of her wine to try and collect herself, not realizing she had already finished her glass. She felt her head spinning a bit, but was unsure if it was from the wine or the situation.

"Lightweight!" Glaiza teased, taking the glass from her. "I think we'd better get some food in you." She unpacked the food and they ate, talking about family and their pasts, finding out the minutiae of each other's lives. Eventually, Glaiza looked at Rhian and said, "Feeling better?" the latter nodded, her mouth suddenly dry. She sipped at her wine, finding the tension unbearable. She very deliberately set her glass down and beckoned Glaiza closer with a finger.

"Come here." She could actually see Glaiza's pupils dilate as she moved towards Rhian, stretching out her tall frame alongside Rhian's body, almost but not quite touching. As if choreographed, both their hands moved at the same time and fingers made tracings over legs, gentle swells of hip and the hollows of taut, tanned bellies. Rhian felt some of her assurance returning as she caressed Glaiza, seeing the effect it was having on the other girl. Her extraordinary eyes were heavily lidded and she was breathing in shallow breaths. Rhian could see the pulse at the base of her throat and she leaned into Glaiza, placing her lips on  the throbbing skin, kissing and tonguing it lightly, before drawing back again. Glaiza's eyes were now closed, her mouth slightly open as she took in the sensations. Her eyes opened slowly and Rhian realized Glaiza was staring at her breasts encased in the white of her bikini top. Her nipples were straining, poking out from the fabric, indicating how turned on she was. Without a word, she reached behind her neck and back, undoing the simple knots, releasing the fabric and showing Glaiza her breasts for the first time. She pushed out her chest slightly, as if asking for Glaiza's approval. It was definitely forthcoming, Glaiza moaned and stretched a hand out, taking Rhian's pert breast in one hand, the rose-tipped nipples diamond-hard against her palm. "Yesss..." Rhian heard herself say as her eyes automatically shut. Rhian felt herself being pushed flat on her back and felt her nipples enveloped by Glaiza's hot mouth. She arched her back, pushing her breast hard into Glaiza's mouth, winding her hand through the dark, soft hair on the back of Glaiza's head and pulling towards her. The gentle suckling was making her dizzy with intense desire. Glaiza switched from breast to breast, swirling her tongue around the sides and undersides before rolling in circles towards the excruciatingly hard nipples, fluttering her tongue over the nubs in a butterfly-caress designed to make Rhian lose her mind. Rhian felt herself panting both writhing against each other.