Not really a talker..., Juniper mused quietly to herself, turning her head a bit to more fully engulf the other woman's breast with the hot press of her mouth, Mn, but she does make some nice sounds when she gets into things. she added a moment later, sucking on the full orb of her breast and rolling her tongue firmly against her pliant flesh as she brought her lips slowly together again. One hand lightly stroked the rise of her other breast, using only her fingers at first, but soon pressing her palm against her chest to gather the sensitive handful up and squeeze it possessively.

There was a soft "pop" as the breast slipped from her lips to bounce against her chest, June releasing it from the firm suction as she felt Rebecca draw down the zipper of her skirt, showing a bit more of the flesh of her hip and a brief band of white and blue striped cotton from the panties underneath. A flicker of heat still shimmered in her eyes as she smiled, it seemed she wasn't going to be content to just roll over for the journalist.

"Oh?" she teased, thumb and forefinger choosing that particular moment to close in around the standing peak of the breast that hand was massaging, pinching her nipple and giving it an experimental tug to try and gauge how sensitive she was there. "Still intent to wrestle for control, or are you just hungry for more?" she purred lowly, following the teasing question with a slow sweep of her tongue around the other nipple punctuated with a quick kiss.

"Either way, let me help you with that..." she said, giving her a gentle push back towards the grass. Once the weight was off of her, she leaned forward to settle on hands and knees over her. Then, she guided the other girl's hands to her hips to led her slide the cloth down along her thighs, intent to raise her knees and kick them free the rest of the way once they were beyond the reach of her fingers. Once she was sure Rebecca had the gist of it, she's lean in close to favor her with another kiss, forcing her to do the work by touch alone.

Rebecca had not known much else outside of her training that she threw herself into so a conversationalist she was not though she could be made to open up, particularly if someone was talking about Kendo with her or another person.

Yet she emitted those sweet sounds, urged onward by the moment, the swirl of a wet tongue tracing over the fullness of her breast she felt as if she had died and gone to heaven then, her chest heaving as she was caught up in the throes of passion and kept reeling as June displayed just what she was capable of.

It took little to overwhelm her senses seeing that she was still new to this. One breast touched, massaged and squeezed, the other licked, she found herself panting out as her chest rose and fell as she sucked in deep breaths.

Her breast freed and soon June was freed of that skirt, she may not have been good at taking the lead but being in control of a contest came natural to her though her mind was slowly coming around that this was not a contest of sorts.

Pushed back and seeing that heated look in the journalists eyes Rebecca worried that she wouldn't be any good here … yet she was inflamed, drawn to this moment she was thoroughly turned on as evidenced by the jutting nipples that had poked out, it was a warm day after all and though there was a breeze it had not been a cold enveloped her.

Her nipple played with only added to her gasps, she was sensitive there it seemed, her own fingers brushing against June's side, her head shaking back and forth. “No, hungry for more ...” She answers, her hands rolling over June's chest, rubbing against the mounds and letting those nipples strolling against her palms.

Those incredible lips were searing as they touched upon her breast then pushed her back. She yielded, almost too quickly to give up that control … almost … for the competitor within her forced her to hang on despite her own inclinations though their lips came back together, touching one another, chest to chest on arm curls about June keeping her close as their tits mash together.

Her other hand reaches down and strokes the hood of her clit in an effort to get it to make an appearance as her own tongue meets with the journalist's own, swirling one way then the other as they both knelt there without another soul around to intrude upon them.

Juniper murmured appreciatively as Rebecca's hands ran over her chest, arching her back slightly to press her breasts into those explorative hands as she regarded the other woman with a smokey, half-lidded leer. As they continued to roam, the color in her cheeks rose and she rolled her shoulders, biting her bottom lip and closing her eyes as she tried to hold back a moan, even if the pleasure she was feeling was more than apparent from the expression on her face. When she moved in to press her lips against Rebecca's, it was as much a hungry pounce as a lover's embrace.

Her lips fit firmly to her hers as her arms drew tightly around her, finger nails lightly scratching at the skin of her back as their tongues rolled eagerly back and forth against one another, wrestling passionately against one another. Hot flesh stroked intimately against hot flesh as the weight between them pushed first one way and then the next, little electric jolts of pleasure making her shiver as their hardened nipples rolled over and around each other in time with the grinding of their bodies, the teasing earlier having left them each sensitive to the closeness.

A soft moan vibrated against Rebecca's lips as the girl's questing fingers slid inquisitively between Juniper's legs, she slick pearl of the investigator's clit already standing out, June's sex flushed red with arousal as a thin sheen of sexual juices smeared across her inner thighs. Juniper's body trembled slightly as her knees threatened to give out on her, but she kept upright, her hands moving eagerly down to undo the fastener on Rebecca's shorts as she ever so slightly broke their kiss.

"Not yet--" she said softly, her void wavering a bit between request and direction, "I want to show you how hot you've made me first." she said, thumbs hooking over the waistband of her shorts and panties to draw the other woman's bottom down, pressing her down onto her back so that she could lift the kendoka's legs up high and finish undressing her.

It was her turn to get rid of the clothes that she was wearing. “Oh ...” She was breathing heavily, her arousal most evident given the flush that had been cast over her features. Blood had rushed between her thighs, her clit engorged, her pupil's were even dilated as she gazed at June that fiery look in her eyes had been mirrored with the sultry look in her own.

The fact remained that she had been beside herself, it had not been often that she had been allowed to indulge like this and her chest ached with that burning arousal that had enticed her further while their chests rubbed against one another.

Not yet ... It was as if she were a child on Christmas Day being told that she could not tare open her presents. She eagerly wanted this, wanted to delve further into this realm though had nodded at that.

Alright … she would relent for now. She did not know entirely what she was doing and had been helped back as the remainder of her clothes had been discarded leaving her naked and looking up at the journalist with her blue lustful eyes.

“OK … show me ...” She implored as she looked up, trying to call June down with her body but she lacked the experience to really draw her forth with any graceful seduction techniques though her legs did open just a little as if in anticipation for what was to come.

Shifting to kneel next to her, Juniper settled her hands against Rebecca's hips and lifted, dragging her hiking shorts over the the firm contours of her posterior. She didn't let the kendoka get away with rushing her, not yet, guiding her legs up so she could run her hands along her toned thighs as she drew the final garments up along her legs. Her damp panties clung to her skin, the white cloth trailing behind her shorts as Juniper drew them along along with her shorts. She shifted a little closer, brushing her lips against the backs of her legs as she pushed them further, folding Rebecca over to let the sodden, flushed crease of her sex peek out from between her legs. She didn't touch her, not yet, but she did lean back slightly and obviously let her gaze roam along her backside, the tip of her tongue lightly running across her lips as she smiled appreciatively.

Finally, she pulled the last garment free and let her legs settle back to a more natural position as she shifted her position. She smiled a bit as Rebecca took advantage of her returned freedom to arrange herself temptingly, letting a hand trace along the curve of her flank as she moved along her body, lightly cupping one breast as she reached the shoulder though she refrained from giving her a familiar squeeze this time. Then, she swung her hips, straddling her head.

"Look..." she implored, rocking her hips tantalizingly close, but still too far to reach without craning her neck. Both hands gliding over her shaved mons, she let two fingers pull at the swollen, gently parted lips of her sex, tugging it open to show her the glistening pink folds of her inflamed pussy before using a few more fingers to shift her grip and open herself up further, the ring of the surprisingly narrow channel of her sex clear as her walls trembled and twitched under her gaze before they vanished into shadow, "You're responsible for all of that, Rebecca. All that activity, the heat, the scent ... I need you so badly right now ..." she whimpered emphatically, urging her on as she shifted her stance to bring her sex closer.

"You did say you were hungry for more ..." she teased.

While this had not been uncharted territory for her neither had it been familiar either. Naked and vulnerable the remainder of her clothes had been drawn away down the expanse of those toned legs as she was made vulnerable to all to see.

Yet her heart pounded in her chest, sapphire eyes gazing up at June as she felt bewildered in this moment. How had this unfolded? Where was it heading? Was this a one time thing? These questions had been shuffled aside as tender lips caressed her legs and there was a muffled gasp that flowed out from pressed lips, her chest rising and falling in anticipation for what was to come.

There was that kiss and the feel of warm fingers over her that promoted the strum of her blood to pang through erect nipples as her excitement only continued to grow.

Her head straddled she shifts better to see the sights that are exposed to her, those folds as damp as her own, that inviting pink tunnel of warm tightness that was just too far from her to reach at this stage. Her hands came up to settle over June's hips as she traces her hands back and forth down over the upper thighs.

“I did say that ...” she looked, licking her lips eagerly. “How about a little taste?”

"Well, since you ask so nicely ... " she said with a soft smile on her lips as those hands reached up to stroke her flesh. One hand still keeping her lower lips spread, she shifted her knees to rest further apart, allowing her to slide closer and closer to the ground trusting her to use her hands to guide her sex to her lips. Let her take the lead for the moment, give her a time to experiment at her own pace. Simply overwhelming her with sensation would surely be fun in it's own way, but it wasn't what she wanted, not at the moment anyway.

She lowered herself downward and she had been reminded of that story she read for Literature class, The Pit and the Pendulum by Poe. Not that there was anything lethal here, quite the contrary but it was that slow descent though instead of terror at the swing blade of doom she had eagerly awaited that sweet arrival of those nether lips.

Her hands roamed against her ass then just beneath each cheek as she assisted her in that descent. Eager for a taste it was oh so tempting to plunge straight into those pink folds though she resisted that urge and instead began to trace slow licks along the labia occasionally hitting a finger, there was no helping that though.

Her face in June's crotch in that moment she continues to hold on for the sake of holding on to her in some fashion bestowing firmer squeezes of her until her tongue finally decides to make contact with her clit, swirling one way then the other as she explored that bundle of nerves, her ears open to any sounds that would guide her actions as this close to her she could not rely too much on eyesight for it was just as a person holding a piece of paper right before your eyes were you were unable to make out any real details.

She had seen those details as the descent was made though, at least some of them and thus had to rely more on auditory clues as well a touch if the flow of juices increased she may get a tip in some fashion.

Once she felt Rebecca's lips tongue making their slow circuit of her spread lips, Juniper let her own fingers slip away, trusting that the hands currently roaming her backside would be more than up to the task of spreading her as Rebecca liked. The taste of sexual juices clinging to her lips was thinning, fainter than it was closer to the source, but the light teasing brushes along her lips sent tiny little jolts of pleasure up along her spine making her breath shudder appreciatively as her body shivered in anticipation of more.

"Hahn--mn..." the feeling of that hot muscle rolling against her clit caused her to tense up under her hands for a moment, her toes curling. She had to fight not to press down against her, to grind her hungry sex against her lips, instead she let her hands clench into fists in the tufts of grass that were currently brushing against their bodies, "Ah ... it's good ..." she murmured encouragingly

She leaned forward slightly, bracing one hand against the ground to help keep her securely in place as she left herself exposed to Rebecca's exploring tongue. The other hand reached out to stroke over her stomach, spreading her fingers out as she rolled the tips along her hip and down her thigh. Slowly, she let herself lay down atop the kendoka, bracing her weight with elbows and knees to avoid crushing her. Curling one arm behind her leg, she let her fingers slowly stroke up and down along the other girl's sex, gently petting her as that tongue traced along her pearl.

She slowly, carefully, responded to the teasing of her clit with warm, chaste kisses to the soft flesh along her Venus mound, fingers roaming her lower lips in slow circle, pushing them lightly this way and that. She spread them, however slightly, and pressed a soft, sucking kiss to Rebecca's clit before leaning forward to tease just the tip of her tongue along the slightly parted crease.

Her ears had been full of encouragement as her hands took over the task of spreading the glistening folds of flesh open as she explored and teased. Her body squirming, a wave of heat engulfing Rebecca as her own sex was attacked illicitng a moan from her lips muffled as her mouth pressed up and sucked against that juicy sex, juices pooling over her as a shiver traced against her spine at the feel of that tongue which had been unexpected in that moment.

Just because it took her by surprise had not meant that it was time for her to relent any as her own tongue slid against the gash of that sex that loomed over her. Her back arcing against the heated touches that consumed her.

Rebecca wiggled her hips from side to side as if a hot brand had been applied to her though she groaned out in heated pleasure, her tongue pressing forward as it decided on doing a bit of spelunking of that heated core ...