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Subject: MRWADE.113          By Master Wade
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MRWADE.113                                     BY MASTER WADE
                                               Copyright 1992
                                             By Wade Mondegam

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                      Girls in the Wood
                         Chapter Two

   The cabin which would be our home for the week was in a very
remote area.  To reach it it was necessary to turn from the main
highway onto a succession of other paved roads before finally
turning on the long gravel driveway that wound its way over two
miles further into the woods.  There were some vacation homes in
this area, two on either side of the cabin, the nearest something
over a mile away.  I knew the owners of these two homes, who
visited infrequently during other parts of the year.  We would be
very alone here.

    The cabin itself sat on the side of a hill just above a six
acre lake.  A deck ran the entire length of the cabin, affording a
beautiful view of the lake and the surrouding cleared area in front
of the cabin.  The construction was entirely of hand hewn logs,
dating back nearly one hundred years.  The main part of the cabin
was one large room and there had been additions made through the
years to provide nicely designed modern kitchen and bath facilities
and a large Master bedroom.

    The one thing which always impressed me when I first arrived at
the cabin was also noticed by the two girls.  It was so quiet
there. Even in the small town in which I live one becomes
accustomed to hearing the noise of traffic on occasions, but here
in the deep woods there was never the sound of an automobile.  All
one could hear was the chirping of birds and the occasional
splashing sound of a feeding fish in the lake.

    Sandra and Cindi were both impressed by the beauty that
surrounded them, and commented specifically on the quality of the
groundskeeping.  They should have been impressed with that.  I had
only a week before brought a crew of six men in to help me prepare
the cabin for our arrival.  There were areas in the woods that I
wanted prepared as well, areas the girls had not seen yet, but with
which they would become very familiar.  To accomplish all that
needed to be done it had taken my crew nearly three days of hard
work.  It was worth it.

    "This is WONDERFUL, Master!", exclaimed Sandra, wrapping her
arms around my neck.  "I had no idea it would be this nice!"

    Cindi added her approval, smiling and watching with interest as
Sandra and I kissed.  Cindi loved to watch as well as to be
watched, and I knew she would get plenty of both during our time
here in the woods.

    "Unpack your bags, girls," I said, sliding Sandra's arms from
around my neck.  "Kathy and Janet will be calling in a bit and I'll
have to go meet them.  Why don't you shower and play a bit before
they get here?  I know it was a long ride."

    "Mmmmmmm....that sounds lovely, Master," sighed Cindi,
immediately beginning to remove her snuggly fitting shirt and to
kick off her sandals.  Neither of these girls cared much for
wearing alot of clothing, especially when they were together.  That
was just fine with me.

    I busied myself in the kitchen while the two delightful women
playfully stripped and showered together.  They were like little
kittens when they were together, rubbing against each other, almost
purring with delight at the freedom they felt to touch and explore
each other's bodies.  I knew they would shower together and that
their soapy bodies would be pressed against each other as they did
so, tits rubbing tits, lips crushing lips.  I loved the giggling
that came from the shower, but I loved the quiet moments even more.

    Knocking pipes announced the end of their shower, and it was
only moments later that the two little sluts came running into the
main room, naked, tits bouncing, snapping towels at each other
playfully.  I stood at the island counter in the kitchen, sipping
my drink and watching with amused interest.

    "You bitch!", Sandra shouted teasingly, as Cindi popped her
with the towel very close to her cunt.

    "You know it, you little slave slut you...I'm YOUR bitch, and
you'll know it well by the end of the week!"  Cindi popped her
again with the towel, this time her aim excellent but directed at
one of Sandra's full tits.  Cindi was very good at being dominant
when she wanted to be, and I was looking forward to her playing the
role of Sandra's Mistress at times during the week.  I had
discussed it with her, but Sandra was unaware of what Cindi and I
had planned for her.

    This time, however, there was to be no domination, but only
playful loving, and the towel snapping soon ceased as the hungry
little girls fell to the couch, their arms winding around each
other, their mouths locking in a passionate kiss.

    I really love to watch two women french kiss.  Not all of them
love it as much as Cindi and Sandra do, nor do many of them do it
with the enthusiasm and growing passion that they do.  I felt
myself growing hard as I watched their busy mouths working, their
tongues dancing against each other, their lips opening, closing,
widening and then narrowing.

    They kissed for a very long time before their allowed their
concentration to shift to other parts of their bodies.  Then,
almost as if on cue, they both began to shift their bodies so that
they could open their legs to each other.  Sandra's hand moved
quickly down Cindi's body, lingering only for a moment to toy with
her pubic hair before her fingers busily searched for and found her
hardening clitoris.

    I moved into the main room to afford myself a better view.
Settling quietly into the over-stuffed chair directly across the
room from the couch on which they sat, I watched with growing
interest as Cindi began pinching Sandra's nipples roughly, pulling
at them with her tiny fingers, making her moan in appreciation. 
She was content to leave Sandra's moistening cunt unattended for
the moment, and I smiled as I watched Sandra open and close her
legs rythmically, an only partially successful attempt to
masturbate herself in some way.

    Sandra continued her assault on Cindi's throbbing clit and
lowered her head to the full and hard nippled breasts being thrust
out to her by the naked girl beside her.  Cindi kissed Sandra's
blonde head softly, moving her hand around to the back of her in
order to play with her ass.  She moaned as Sandra's talented lips,
teeth and tongue began working on her long nipples.

    "Yes, Baby...I love that...mmmmmm..you know I love that so
much!", she mewed.  Her hips began rising and falling as she pushed
her clit against Sandras manipulating fingers.

    "You're so wet!", Sandra whispered hotly, as she spread open
Cindi's pussy with her red-nailed fingers.  "I love it when you're
wet, Cindi!"

    "I know, Baby, I know you love it...make me wet..I want to be
wet for you."

    Sandra knew exactly how to work Cindi's adorable pussy to bring
more and more of the pungent vaginal secretions to the surface, and
did so purposely, knowing, just as Cindi did, that she would soon
be sucking those very juices into her mouth.  Every contact their
bodies made was electrifying now, but their thoughts were
concentrated on just one thing...Cindi's pussy juice.  Cindi wanted
to be as wet as possible when Sandra ate her.  It was naughty for
her to wish that, and she knew it.  Naughty for her to want
Sandra's mouth to be full of her cunt juice.  Naughty for her to
want so much for her gism to be on Sandra's tongue and lips and, in
fact, all over her face. Still, as much as her own naughtiness
excited her, what really made her juices flow was the knowledge
that Sandra's mind was just as firmly planted on those very same
thoughts.  There was a very hungry, extremely content, sublimely
happy, pussy-eating-slave-slut working her way at this very moment
to a spot between her legs where she would, for as long as Cindi
wished it, lick and suck and nibble at her clitoris and outer and
inner cunt lips, as if she had never tasted anything as wonderful
in her life.

    With knowledge comes freedom, and Cindi's knowledge of Sandra's
naughty hungers allowed her the freedom to let her body movements
and her words work together to inflame even further the desires
that were already burning hotly within them.

    "Oh, Gawd...so wet, pussy girl...so wet for you..I want your
mouth so much!"  She pushed at Sandra with her free hand, almost
shoving her off the couch, as she opened her legs widely.  Sandra
slid quickly into the floor, positioning herself on her knees in
front of the spread-eagled girl.  Cindi grabbed her legs behind the
knees and pulled them back, offering up her sex lewdly to the
kneeling slave-girl whose nostrils were beginning to fill with the
aroma of girl-fuck as her face moved closer and closer to Cindi's
wet and quivering cunt.

    Cindi threw her head back, her hair tossing, and then raised it
once more, staring into my eyes.  There was a passion in her gaze
that told me more than words ever could.  She liked that I was
watching, that I could see her so brazenly baring her naked sex
before me, so hungrily allowing another woman to feast on her
pussy. There was gratitude, committment, overwhelming passion and
shared excitement in her eyes as Sandra's tongue slid from between
her lips and flicked at her clitoris, touching it for the first
time in weeks.

    Cindi's eyes closed tightly and her head flew back once more.
"YES!!!..like that!  Ohhhh...Gawd!!!"  She released her legs and
pushed them straight up into the air, as her hands fell to her
heaving breasts and began mauling them, her thumbs and fingers
grabbing at her stiff nipples, tearing at them hotly.

    I had only planned on watching, but the extreme passion I was
witnessing was more than I could stand.  Rising, I struggled with
my zipper, and struggled once more with my cock as I pulled it from
my pants.  I wouldn't bother with taking anything off, not this
time.

    I walked behind Sandra and slapped her ass roughly.  She jerked
and cried out, but immediately rose to her knees and spread her
legs widely, aware of my desire.  Kneeling behind her, my eyes
locked on Cindi's, I pressed my stiff member into Sandra's sopping
wet fuckhole and shoved it in completely.  Sandra raised her head,
gasping, and turned to look at me, only to find Cindi's hands
grabbing her by the hair roughly and pulling her face back to her
cunt.  I pumped Sandra steadily, fucking her from behind as she
sucked and ate hungrily at Cindi's sex.  Her hand moved quickly to
her slit and I felt her rubbing her clit hard and fast, her own
orgasm building at break-neck speed within her.

    "You like to watch me fuck, don't you, Cindi?", I asked hotly
as I worked my hips hard and fast, fucking my cock in and out of
the pussy eating slut between us.

    "God, yes, Master!  You know I love to watch you!  Fuck her
hard, Master!  Drive her tongue deeper into me!"

    Sandra moaned loudly, the sound muffled by the spasming lips of
Cindi's flooded cunt.  Her hand was flying now, her orgasm
beginning to rush through her.  I felt her hips rising and falling
now as she worked her sex on my cock, squeezing me, milking me,
begging for my cum.

    "Where will Master put his cum, little whores?", I asked,
breathlessly.  "Who wants it?  Tell Master where to shoot his
fuck!"

    "My mouth, Massster!!!", Cindi cried out, the passion slurring
her words.  Her legs fell to Sandra's shoulder's now, inviting me
to straddle them.  "Pleasse fuck my mouuth!!"

    I pulled back, removing my cunt juice covered cock from
Sandra's  bottom.  It made a sucking noise as it was emptied, the
rich juices stringing from her cunt lips to my escaping dick. 
Quickly I stepped up onto the couch, straddling Cindi's body, and
pulling her head to my crotch, immediately put my cock into her
waiting mouth.   Holding her head in both my hands I fucked in and
out of her mouth hotly, but her orgasm was upon her, and her
concentration lacking.  I wrapped my and around the shaft of my cum
filled member and began jerking it, stroking my hand up and down
its length, the head still in her mouth.

    "Ohhhmmmmph....Ohhhmmmmph.....Ohhhhmmmmmmmphhh..," Cindi moaned
rythmically as her orgasm began sweeping through her.  Over and
over.  "Ohhhhmmmmp.....Ohhhhmmmmmph...Ohhhhmmmmppp..."  It was a
lewd sound..a dirty sound...it was the sound of a bitch in heat, a
slutty animalistic sound from deep within her, muffled by the
cockhead that was pressing against her tongue and by the flying
fist which jerked against her wet lips.

    I clamped my eyes together tightly, my head becoming dizzy as
I felt the cum move through me, into the shaft, then the head, then
spewing hotly into the bi-girl's mouth.  My own grunts and groans
mixed with Cindi's orgasmic strains as we came together, juices
moving into her at one end, out of her at the other.  The thought
of her being a vessel for fuck brought one last stream of cum from
my jerking dick which splashed across her upper lip and her left
cheek.

    Feeling my knees growing weak and losing my balance, I stumbled
from the couch and sat next to the trembling naked girl, watching
as Sandra rose to lick at the cum which was now oozing down the
side of Cindi's face.  When she had gathered it all with her tongue
she kissed Cindi full on the mouth again, sharing with her the
fluids of our bodies.

    We held each other there on the couch for quite some time, not
speaking, allowing our spent bodies to restore themselves.  Finally
I rose to clean myself, and left the two wonderful women holding
each other's naked bodies tightly.  Almost as if on cue the phone
rang, announcing the arrival of our guests.

   Continued in Chapter Three

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