Free Finding Home by Ali Spooner

Marissa asked.
     
    “ The sight of your bare skin
gets me so excited, I just couldn’t contain myself,” Nat said as
she reached up and softly caressed Marissa’s left
breast.
    “ I do like your excitement,”
Marissa said, as she felt her nipples growing hard
again.
     
    “ I can see that,” Nat
said.
     
    “ We still have plenty of
daylight left to hunt,” Marissa said, as her hips rocked against
Nat.
     
    “ Yes we do,” Nat said as she
reached up and covered Marissa’s other breast with her hand, gently
squeezing the soft flesh.
     
    “ Oh yes, Nat,” Marissa
crooned with joy as Nat’s fingers slowly twisted her aching
nipples.
     
    “ You like that don’t you?”
Nat asked.
     
    “ Oh yes, please don’t stop
what you’re doing Nat,” she begged.
     
    “ Only for a minute,” Nat
said as she pulled Marissa’s body up to straddle her head. “Hold
onto the headboard,” Nat instructed.
     
    Marissa reached for the rounded post
across the headboard and held on tight as Nat’s finger’s parted her
soaked lips and her tongue slipped inside her body. Nat’s hands
returned to Marissa’s nipples and resumed teasing them as her
tongue swirled inside Marissa’s wetness.
     
    “ Oh my God,” Marissa cried
as Nat’s tongue dove deep inside her body, licking her walls as she
twisted and stretched her throbbing nipples. She instinctively
spread her thighs open wider giving Nat’s tongue complete access to
her body.
     
    Nat ground her face into Marissa’s
wetness, her teeth roughly rubbing across her swollen bud as she
drove her tongue in and out of Marissa’s shuddering
body.
     
    “ Yes, yes, yes,” Marissa
chanted as she coated Nat’s face with her juices.
     
    Nat removed her tongue and took
Marissa’s clit in her mouth as she entered her with two fingers,
sinking deep past her knuckles as she reached the spot that melted
Marissa’s final reserve and she screamed out her pleasure over and
over as Nat sucked her clit wildly.
     
    Marissa raised her hips and moved down
beside Nat on the bed. She hungrily licked her juices from Nat’s
face as her fingers unfastened Nat’s belt and the buttons of her
dungarees. Nat raised her hips from the bed and pushed the pants
down her thighs as Marissa’s hand disappeared between her
thighs.
     
    Nat’s fingers found Marissa’s body
still soaked and she entered her again with two fingers and moved
with the same rhythm as her lover. Nat strained, thrusting her hips
off the bed as she drove Marissa’s fingers deep inside her body and
they came together, one soul twisting in the winds of
pleasure.
     
    Nat held Marissa in her arms for nearly
an hour as they rested quietly together, not sleeping, but
remaining silent in the wake of their passion. Nat looked out the
window and saw the snow coming down in large flakes.
     
    “ Do you still want to hunt
today?” she asked.
     
    “ I am so content to just lie
here in your arms,” Marissa said.
     
    “ There will be plenty of
time for that later,” Nat said. “That won’t feed us during the long
cold winter ahead,” she added.
    Marissa smiled. “As long as you are
here to share it with me, I could care less about food,” she
said.
     
    “ That is very sweet of you
to say, but that won’t help us survive the cold,” Nat
said.
     
    “ I know you are right, but
you sure are warm and comfortable,” Marissa teased as she rolled
off the bed.
     
    Nat stood and buttoned up her
dungarees. “Your new clothes are on the chair,” she said to
Marissa.
     
    Marissa walked to the chair and opened
the small package revealing the wool shirt and dungarees Nat had
bought for her. She located her bra and bloomers, slipping them on
before she pulled the shirt over her head and stepped into the
dungarees.
     
    “ You did very well with the
fit,” Marissa said, as she turned to show Nat.
     
    “ Yes, it appears I did,” Nat
said with a smile. “You look very nice,” she said.
     
    “ Thank you,” Marissa