Tiana felt a rush as Becca came on her lips and face, coating her invading tongue. It wasn't a true climax but it was almost as satisfying, and her body shook a little in the grips of Becca's legs.

Tiana slowed her tongue's motions in time with the quivering of Becca's sex as she came down from her peak, withdrawing only after the other woman was done. Tiana then finally rose her head from between her legs, smiling up at Becca before crawling up on her hands and knees until their bodies were parallel, Tiana's smiling face hovering over Becca's flushed one. "Thank you," she whispred.

Around the edge of the towel, the not-moss was slowly growing taller, waving in a breeze that wasn't there. If they had been standing, it would have reached their waist. Laying as they where, it created a wall of green privacy around them. From that green wall a few lengths streached out touch Becca's feet. Softly, hesitantly. As if seeking permission. A few more had reached out to caress Tiana's face, and she closed her eyes and leaned into it. "They respond to emotion," she whispred to Becca. "I think they might even feed on it. If I come here when I'm... Upset by something they react agressively, but by the time they're done, the hurt I was feeling is reduced to a more manageable dull ache. But no matter how agressive it gets, if I want it to stop, it stops."

The moss had grown taller as Tiana spoke. Now it was double their standing height and formed a dome over them, blocking the view from the hole above and bathing them is green light... As if reacting to Becca's earlier worry about anyone being able to hear and see them from above. The air in the dome was cool and fresh. Maybe too fresh. It seems to enhance every other sensation, including the afterglow of Becca's recent orgasm.

Tina opened her eyes to look back down at Becca, the length of moss still lazily caressing her cheek. Her pupils were dilated. "Did I overshare? It's been awhile since I've been on a first date..."

“Oh … oh wow ...” there hadn't been the words to capture it. Her breaths were fuller, quicker, her breasts heaving. At that moment she had not been focused much of the moss or any voyeurs. It they were just going to watch then so be it, not that she was into that sort of thing but after enduring what she had on the island so far that wouldn't be so bad.

Besides, she had been distracted by Tianna as she moved up higher, face to face. She witnessed the moss expanding about them, growing taller, caressing her cheek even and felt it as well. She drew away on instinct, surprised at first then relaxed once it was doing her no harm just as one reacted to swat at a bug that they suddenly felt crawling over their skin.

She smiled, shaking her head a little and smiled, gripping her hips and holding her close. The moss even expanded further shielding them, that unnatural light outside hit it in such a way that the light existed here as well though had been a soft green as if it had penetrated the moss or made it luminous now, she didn't know how it worked but Tianna gave her the gist of it.

An animate vibrator? Was it sentient on some level? An immobile being planted here by that suspected voyeur or maybe some alien plant long since forgotten, plants continued to grow and did, but it did not truly matter.

“No, that's sufficient information,” she would have gotten to worrying about it too much though she had an incomplete picture and there were questions she would never get answers to they had been unnecessary. Whatever the reason the moss was here and it was reacting to them.

She kissed her lips, tasting herself there. Still at an angle, she thought to ask, but figured it might be better to ask the moss on some basic level. Her hands drifted to the curves of her breasts softly sliding against them. Her thumbs graced their peaks, she had been thinking, seeing if that moss would respond not sure if it would or if it could reshape itself. It could expand and showed the ability to reshape itself a bit as evident by the dome that covered them and a portion caressing Tianna's cheek.

What she thought of was restraining her, pulling her back, reversing positions … one thing at a time, each dependent on the action before and so she turned first to that restraint, nothing too tight or forceful, she was experimenting after all. All the while she felt the gentle caress of the moss against her leg higher now against her thigh. And if the moss did nothing well it wasn't as if she were in the worse position in the world.

Tiana eagerly kissed back, struggling to hold herself back form the truly deep, hungry kisses she wanted to give Becca. Porn had really thrown off her kissing game; she had gotten to used too practically devouring another girls face messily and in multiple takes. In real life, people tended not to like that so much.

Tiana tried to stop over-analyzing and focus on the now when she suddenly felt the moss behind her. Several thicker strands of it coiling around her arms, pulling them back. With a gasp, Tiana found herself lifted away from Becca, her arms suddenly bound behind her, a hill of moss rising up as she was pulled towards it. In short order, Tiana found herself at a prefect angle, and new moss lengths wrapped around her ankles to pull her legs open into an inviting position.

With a gasp and a giggle she said, "You're really getting the hang of this, huh?"

The moss did allow her to slow things down a tad as Tianna was drawn away. Catching her breath she smiled though as Tianna was positioned there before her. Those kisses were hot and eager, unexpected but she had not shied away from them.

They were in no hurry though and she approached the short distance, a hand smoothing over the curve of a breast. Her thumb brushing against the nipple.

“I think so. There's no hurry, let me show you.”

She knelt down before her. That hand flowing from her breast to run slowly down her side then back up as she leaned in closer pressing their lips together. With Tiana restrained though she could brake that kiss whenever it was too fierce.

“Slowly,” she would back off each time that the kiss became too intense. It was fine to slowly built up and so she used this time to teach her. Her hand now working between those thighs rubbing softly against her clit.

Once she got Tiana primed though she did not stop there. She drew away setting her hands upon her thighs and leaning in. Licking about that labia with slow caresses of her tongue, blue eyes flicked up as her tongue traced over that clit nice and slow.

Restrained and powerless, Tiana could only moan and writhe under Becca’s frankly expert ministrations. When Tiana began to get sweeper always by her desire and deepened the kiss to her familiar, do-it-for-the-camera porn kisses, Becca backed away, leaving her wanting more. The hand on her breasted, thumb on her nipple, teasing, running her needs like a fine instrument until she was practically vibrating. And then the hand between her legs—!

Tiana toes curled, a small ripple of pleasure running through her. Not yet an orgasm, but the promise of a big one.

No sooner had she come down from that high than she could feel Becca’s tongue on her clit and she gasped. Which turned into a moan as she strained against her bonds trying desperately to place more of her sex against the other girl’s face but unable to do so. Her head feel forward, grey eyes locking with blue.

“Becca,” she panted. Everything felt so electric, on edge. Was it the sweet smell from the vines? Tiana didn’t care. “Becca, please,” she begged, need shinning like fire in her theeyes, dialated though they were.

The vines pulled taught, spreading Tiana’s legs wider.

She pulled back sitting on her knees. A smile on her features as she looked at her. Then sucking on her middle and index finger for a few seconds she moved back in. Her tongue swishing against that clit again in light strokes.

Fingers brushed up against that wanting sex as Rebecca analyzed need and desire. Peaking up she made contact with those eyes at the same time that her fingers moved in pressing those two wet digits against her tight sex.

Pushing, pushing, with a slowness matched by a snail stopping once they were fully inside where upon her fingers blossomed like a flower opening up in a V only to close a few seconds later as she drew those fingers virtually out of her pressing back in a little faster only repeating the process.

Breaking away from what she was doing she scooted a bit closer while her fingers remained at work. Lips now teasing against a breast, tongue swirling around her nipple before sucking on the firm orb.