Marcus Huttning - Linda's strange vacation

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Marcus Huttning

Linda's Strange Vacation

CHAPTER I

Linda arrived at her uncle's villa. A splendid sun paved a golden pathway to the white stucco mansion gleaming like a clean sheet under a soft blue sky. The young girl's eyes sparkled in the yellow day that poured its transparent veil of gold over the rocks, the joyful pines and the dappled sea. One week of vacation, one long relaxful week, had just begun.

“Here we are,” Lola waved. She met the youngster at the station in her small sports car.

Linda had not yet met the blond woman, and she was not at all surprised. Her uncle Arthur changed his mistresses often, and this did not go without notice in the family. Despite their attempt at hiding their shock at his behavior, it managed to blurt out at the most unexpected moments. The family was composed of uncles and aunts. Their parents were dead, but an inheritance saw them through the more troubling aspects of their material existence. Even Linda was fortunate in being protected by a email annuity which gave her not only a college education, which she was now undergoing in a girl's school near London, but it also offered

independence and a certain ease of mind. She had been receiving the consoling sum of some? 125 since the age of ten. It was enough to permit her to expand her wings and yawn without a true worry in the world. If she needed more, there was always uncle Arthur and the others.

“Oh, I like this auto.” These were her first words opening the conversation which had to begin at one time or another. She smiled at Lola in an effort to win the woman's friendship.

Lola was the first to climb out of the late model two-seater. She moved with alacrity and pride. She was only wearing a pair of shorts, cut extremely short and showing a lovely pair of bronzed legs, long and shapely. A mere blouse which had been negligently buttoned could not hide her luscious solid breasts almost popping out of her opened sporty blouse.

Instinctively Linda compared her own 'quality' with that of her companion whom she estimated to be about twenty?five years old. She had been complimented on her beauty many times, although there were those horrible low whistles she loathed in the streets of London. After all, they were compliments in a way. Feeling appreciated by all, the significant and the insignificant, was a source of well?being and assurance for the young girl. Naively and a little fearful, she wondered whether she would not appear too thin in contrast to her uncle's favorite, especially when she put on a bathing suit. The idea was quickly dropped as Lola signaled her to follow. Valise in hand, she stumbled after Lola toward the house.

“You'll like it here. You'll see.” The young woman opened the door and continued to praise the merits of the locale. “There isn't a house around for miles. The beach on rocks are so deserted that you can go in bathing completely nude.”

Linda's eyes slipped to the floor on the last hanging words of the sentence. She felt that Lola had brought them out as a dig, but then she pinched herself for groping with her hypersensitive imagination.

She smiled back timidly. Her eyes caught the steel glance of the handsome woman. Linda was able to visualize Lola's superb body perfectly modeling the deserted beach with its bronze?golden tint.

Her mental picture was diluted when a boy rushed out of the house without a word or gest. He was clothed in scanty bathing trunks and a towel thrown over his left shoulder. His aspect was young, perhaps he was fifteen or so, and his body had a feline grace that was exhibited in his slightest movement.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and opened it without waiting for a response. It was Lola.

“Are you ready?” she asked. The bronzed?skin women was wearing a green beach robe which was slightly wrapped at the waist by a simply cord. Linda saw Lola's splendid muscular legs and noticed that she was wearing a tiny bikini that barely hid her pubic hair. The upper part resembled a thin mask and failed to conceal the round ample breasts. The points of her nipples brazenly stood firm in the small pockets of the meager bra.

“I'll be ready in a jiffy.” Linda reassured Lola.

“Good. Don't rush, we have time.” As she smoked, Lola stretched out on the bed and brought out a pack of cigarettes from her robe pocket as well as a gold?plated lighter. She lit her cigarette and inhaled deeply.

“Oh, excuse me. You don't smoke, do you?” Lola had forgotten that she was with an adolescent?adult.

“No, I don't smoke. Well, that is, I smoke in college once in a blue moon. You know how it is?”

Linda began to get undressed slowly. She was rather shy and not used to having another person in the same room when she stripped down. Even at school, where she had a private room, she locked the doors when she undressed.

It was true, however, that recently at school a sense of intimacy grew between her and her mates and she took more liberties than she had ever done before. Linda didn't want to give the impression of being a recluse. She decided to undress as though she had been doing it all her life in front of friends. Lola was a friend, or at least, she hoped she was going to be one.

All in all, Linda was intimated. She might not have been, but the continual look that. Lola gave her troubled her. The eyes of the lounging woman scrutinized her and they were filled with a glint of curiosity and mystery.

Just when Linda got down to her panties and bra, Lola leaned on her elbow and whispered.

“You're remarkably well?built for your age. You're seventeen, aren't you?”

Linda, without answering back, turned her head away timidly. It was a gest in the vague hope of not seeing would mean not being seen. A stupid illusion of course. But those eyes haunted her and she didn't know quite what to make of them.

She deliberately turned her back to hide her sex as she slid off her undies. Little did she guess that Lola had a perfect view of her tufty triangle, that mass of curly hair that shielded her sex. Lola took advantage of the mirror over the dressing cabinet. Linda feeling quite protected slipped off her bra and revealed two remarkable young breasts. They were vibrant and alive with their two rose buttons standing cutely up in the warm summer air. The young girl reached for her bathing suit still avoiding the glance of the intruder who she was sure telescoped her constantly.

She had just placed her hand on her bathing suit when a hand touched her shoulder. It rolled down her back trembling and the touch electrified her.

“What's wrong, Lola?” She asked in a troubled shrill voice with her heart beating quickly.

“Nothing. Nothing at all.” Lola's voice was low and hoarse.

She placed her arm around Linda's thin waist and brought her to the bed. The young girl was forced to give into the strange cajoling. Suddenly she found herself stretched on the bed besides the perfumed Lola.

The suddenness of this outrageous action, if that was what she could call it (it may have been a playful act and she would be sorry to be so prudish), caught Linda by surprise and knocked the wind out of her.

She was flat on her lovely back gazing into the large warm eyes of the brown?skinned hostess. Lola's hand wandered over the quivering torso and her fingers played with the belly button and skimmed down to the fuzzy bush that Linda had deemed as sacred territory.

Seeing that the young lass was paralyzed with apprehension and fear, Lola placed the same hand, that roving tinkling hand, on the girl's burning cheek. Linda was momentarily released from her sudden scare.

But Lola had not finished fumbling with the intricate and substantial sectors of the young torso.

Her hand cupped a breast and her long painted finger nails tickled a nipple.

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