Date: Mon, 1 Mar 2004 05:37:56 -0800 (PST) From: Backpacker2 Subject: The Beach House Chapter 1 This story contains Bi-Sexual and Lesbian concepts and should only be read by consenting adults of legal age The Beach House When I stepped off of the train, the brightness of the day cut through my eyes like a dagger, I squinted and shielded them with my hand, as I looked for my ride. Aunt Liz was sending me someone to bring me out to her beach house. I always loved coming to her house on the beach. The call of the sea was beckoning me. Then I saw someone waving to me, he looked like a gardener with dusty pants and a sweaty shirt and straw hat pulled down low. I waved back, he smiled and we walked toward each other. Aunt Liz had indeed sent her gardener to pick me up, he introduced himself to me as such. "Hello, my name is Bob, I work for Mrs. Stratton at the beach, and I am her gardener!" "Hello Bob, nice to meet you!" "Did you have a nice trip? Are you hungry or thirsty?" I told him "NO, Thanks for asking". We walked to his pick-up-truck for my ride out to the house. As we rode up the lazy winding dirt & stone road to her house I could smell the salt air, it was crisp, salty and refreshing. Arriving at the house Aunt Liz met me on the front porch as Bob carried my bags up to my room. Aunt Liz hadn't changed a bit; she looked stunning in her sundress and floppy Victorian style sun hat. Her hair was pulled tightly back giving her neck a crisp clean look. As she walked in front of me, the sun shown through her dress, I could see in shadow her curved hips and long sexy legs beneath. My eyes couldn't help but stare at her as she wisped along into the house. "Well my dear, how was your train ride down here?" "Oh! Aunt Liz, it was wonderful, my head was glued and looking out of the window all the way." "I am a little dusty, may I clean up?" "Surely you can my dear! This way!" She led me toward the bathroom handing me a towel and washcloth along the way. I undressed quickly, stepped into the shower and let the cascading water massage my sore and tired body. I didn't notice that the bathroom door was slightly ajar. As I stood there my soapy hands roamed over me, as I rubbed my breasts and thighs, my body began to glow from inside out. My nipples hardened, and my pussy began to moisten from within. Turning off the water I stepped out, but didn't towel off right away, I stood in the huge window over looking the beach letting the cool salt air caress my nakedness. My fingers were massaging my clit and the other hand was cupping a breast, I would bring it up on occasion to lick at the nipple and gently bite it as well. The door opened slightly more and silently, I didn't notice. My back was toward it. Silent footsteps came up to me, suddenly soft hands were holding my breasts, and a warm mouth was kissing my neck and shoulder. I turned my head slightly startled, it was Aunt Liz. She looked at me and smiled. "Welcome back!! I missed you!" She said in a gruffly semi-masculine voice. "I missed you also Aunt Liz, I turned and we kissed, looking down her nakedness brought shivers to my spine. We held each other a long time touching each other everywhere we could reach. We stood in that window for what seemed like hours. Aunt Liz, broke apart from me first, taking my hand she led me to her room and her giant feather bed. I could hardly believe it, I was making love to Aunt Liz, and I had two months more to elaborate on it. Excitedly I said to my self "Wow! This is only Day #1!" Backpacker2 (backpacker1945@yahoo.com Comments will be appreciated