The warmth growing within the pale brunette reminded her of their last meeting, so full of passion and pleasure. She wasn't sure how their relationship would develop from how their encounters seemed to turn out, but for the moment, she was content with the desire they shared. Emily's mouth opened slightly, letting out a soft moan as the tip of her tongue emerged to lick Diana's soft lips. Her body moved to press itself against the blonde's lovely frame.

I felt my body press against the wooden walls that held the dirt in place for the plants behind me. My behind was pressed against it, the rough wood tugging upwards at my skirt and prickling the soft, sensitive skin. My lips parted slightly, almost beckoning the tongue bathing them to enter. My own tongue poked its head out, gently touching Emily's. It felt so warm, so right, to be up against her like this.

Emily's agile tongue made its way into Diana's waiting mouth. She almost shivered as her companion's tongue traced along her own. Her arms moved down from around the girl's neck, her fingertips lingering just under the source of her shining golden locks. Her body subconsciously pinned Diana against the retaining wall, their breasts once more squeezing together. This time Emily's stiff nipples could be felt through the thin layers of fabric.

A muffled moan of appreciation vibrated into Emily's tongue as I felt myself slip into a lustful state. My hands grasped desperately at the girl, refusing to release her from our embrace. The heat within myself continued to make itself more and more prominent, making me short of breath. I parted lips with Emily, heated and ragged breathing being the only sound coming form my lips. In a last bid of desperation, I took a deep breath and delved right back in, pressing my lips to the girls and this time asserting my tongue into her mouth, the tips of our pink muscles just barely prodding into their counterpart's mouth.

It seemed that Diana's desire was just as great as her own. Emily shifted herself to the side, causing the two of them to move along the wall a bit until they had switched positions; Emily now being pinned by the lustful blonde. Her fingertips slid slowly down the back of Diana's neck until the backs of her hands were resting on her lover's shoulders. She swiftly turned them over and began running her pale and delicate palms down the girl's burning torso.

I lifted my lips slowly from Emily's, my eyes gazing into the younger woman's with a desperation in them. My hands trailed across her smooth skin, across her slender arms. My fingers curled around hers, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. "Emily, I want this more then anything, and you know that, but are you sure--" I felt myself hesitate and took a deep breath, looking at my feet before glancing back up at Emily. "Are you sure this is okay with your... Your lover?" I had no idea whether Emily really did or didn't have a lover, but the idea had been tugging at my conscience. When I had found a lover on this island, I had doted on the petite woman lovingly, holding her as close to me and often as possible. How could I bear to pull away someone else's lover like that?

Diana's question caught Emily off-guard, to say the least. It wasn't usual, in her experience, for a prelude to lovemaking to be questioned past the first few moments. The answer was easy. Emily's naughty side wouldn't have to wrestle with the nice this time. "Don't worry, she and I have both had other girls since we got together. Now please... Don't stop..."

I nodded my head and retook my position over the brunette student, my lips pressing over hers and my tongue slowly running across those still moist doorways into her mouth. My arms wrapped around the woman again, my hands running across her back, one slipping up her shirt and stroking the bare skin of her back beneath the shirt.

Her hands froze on Diana's chest as her lips were licked by the blonde's dexterous tongue. Emily's skin electrified as the skilled hands of her companion came into contact. Shivers of delight crept up her spine causing her to wiggle beneath the gentle touch. If given the opportunity, Emily would remain like this forever.

A quiver ran down my body as her hands touched my chest through the fabric. I lifted my lips from hers, breathing a moan before retaking my position over her body. My own hands ran across the woman's sides, finally resting on the flare of her hips. I couldn't help but note just how well formed her body was. Truly this school wasn't half-assed in finding candidates. My eyes were closed and I felt the saliva run down the corner of my mouth as we kissed, our tongues dancing a dance of love and passion. My leg shifted and my thigh pressed between her legs, gently rubbing against her crotch.

Shuddering gasps escaped Emily's lips between kisses as Diana expertly explored her pale body. Her mind was positively swimming with sensation as the seconds of pleasure ticked by. Her eyes opened and closed as if she were in a trance, the warm darkness just as vivid as Diana's wet face and golden hair. She felt like she was melting into putty for her lover to mold. In a passing moment of lucidity she managed to drop one of her hands to that wonderful thigh, holding it against her quickly dampening neathers.

I could feel the dampness against my thigh, I could feel our need practically oozing into each other. My hands desperately ran across Emily's waist, reaching up for the hem of her shirt. I felt heated gasps leave my lips between our passionate kissing, gasps of pleasure and joy. I gently tagged upwards on the shirt, revealing her smooth, flawless, pale back. Please, don't hesitate, Emily, I thought to myself.

Emily's hips began moving on their own, rubbing herself against the thigh she needfully held in place. A shiver ran up her spine as her back was exposed to the cool air and retaining wall. She forced her hand from Diana's shoulder and slowly moved it to her own chest, fumbling to undo the buttons of her shirt. She smiled weakly at Diana, her reddening breathless face portraying some of the lust she was feeling.

That smile sent quivers up my spine. My lips couldn't hold themselves away, pressing against the beautiful woman's lips, stealing the kiss away in an impassioned kiss. My hands at last managed to tug her shirt up high enough, revealing her barely contained cleavage. I pulled from our kiss just long enough to pull the shirt over Emily's head, setting it carefully aside. My own unbuttoning blouse pressed against my breasts as Emily's expert fingers rubbed over my chest. I bit my lower lip, trying to contain myself. My own fingers reached down and began helping Emily to unbutton the blouse.

The brunette's agile fingers found themselves stumbling to undo the buttons of Diana's blouse, but within a few moments the garment was left open. Emily was treated to the sight of Diana's supple cleavage and the bra which strained to contain it. She ran her hands up her lover's sides, gently opening the blouse, until she brushed it from her shoulders, causing it to silently flutter to the ground. With every inch of pale skin that was exposed, regardless of whose it was, Emily's arousal and excitement grew.