Sunswept [ FF, light/first bond, outdoors ]


She shivered despite the fact that the bright afternoon sun was beating down on
her from a crystal clear blue sky. She felt the floating dock beneath her shift
as the waves gently rocked it.

She idly pulled at her wrists, glancing up at the soft cord that bound them to
the dock slats. She felt the familiar tingle begin in her groin, rising to her
nipples as she realized for the billionth time that she was helpless. She
couldn't free herself. She relaxed again, letting her body soak in the sun; the
only tan lines today were going to be slight rings around her ankles and wrists
where the ropes securely held her to the swimming platform.

Her mind wandered back to the night before.

It had been a long arduous six hour drive to get to the cabin. She'd been cramped
and uncomfortable as Danielle had driven the small Civic towards their
destination. She had offered to drive, but Danielle would have none of that.
They'd stopped twice during the long trip north for gas, bathroom breaks and a
quick snack. As far as she was concerned, it hadn't been enough, but Danielle had
been in a hurry. The light had been fading, and she was anxious to arrive at
Sunswept. She hated car trips.

"Well? What do you think?" Danielle had finally pulled the car to a stop. She
spread her arms in a gesture of embrace, encompassing the clearing in which the
car had halted.

She mumbled, but didn't open her eyes. She had clamped her eyelids shut as they
completed the last part of their journey. The last half hour had been torture.
Danielle had guided the tiny car onto a two track path winding through the trees.
She had felt like she was riding a roller coaster into hell. She had closed her
eyes partially to block her visions of ending up wrapped uncomfortably around a
pine, and partially to try to reduce the building nausea due to motion sickness,
an unwelcome leftover from her childhood.

"Have a look, Wendy, before the sun goes down."

Wendy managed to open her eyes and groaned. She reached for the door handle, sure
she was going to be sick. She struggled out of the car, fighting her body. The
clean fresh air carressed her face and lungs. She took deep clensing breaths,
smelling forest, rain and clover. She almost immediately felt better. The fresh
air and the end of the roller coaster ride began to free her from the grip of the
motion sickness.

Wendy turned as she heard the other car door slam.

"Are you alright?" Danielle asked concerned, finally noticing that her passenger
was a little pale around the edges. She had had her attention fully on the road,
and Wendy hadn't said anything.

Wendy nodded. "Feeling a little better. Just a little motion sick. The fresh air
is helping."

She glanced around and drew in her breath, noticing her surrounding for the first
time. They had stopped in a small clearing. The forest encircled them except for
a small log cabin off to the right. She almost expected to see deer step out and
greet her. She was a city girl; never been further out than the suburbs. When
Danielle had mentioned this place she had been a bit hesitant. She loved the city
and couldn't see herself enjoying a place without a television and phone. There
were other ways of entertaining themselves, Danielle had mentioned with a twinkle
in her eye.

"Well?" Danielle demanded. "Isn't this what I promised you? Solitude and peace."

"This is Sunswept? I. I've never seen anything like this." Wendy stammered.
"It's. It's beautiful."

"Come on, let's get settled."

The women grabbed their packs and Danielle ran to the cabin. She unlocked it and
slipped inside. Wendy followed a bit more sedately, drinking in the new sights
and smells in the twilight.

Wendy immediately felt the chill as she entered the small cabin. The cabin was
cold and the night treatened to be even colder. The cabin smelled of wood and
home cooking. Danielle was waiting for her just inside the door.

"Toss your stuff in the bedroom. Make yourself at home." Danielle pointed towards
a door off to the left. Wendy wandered over to the door and walked in. Danielle's
pack was lying on the floor beside the bed. She tossed her own beside it and sat
down on the bed. She lay back and sank into the mattress sighing. A thick
comforter and huge pillows graced the queen size bed. It even had a canopy. All
she wanted to do after that gruelling drive was drift off to sleep in this
wonderful bed. At least her stomach had decided to quit turning over from the
trip.

She heard the bedroom door open and she opened her eyes to see Danielle prance
into the room. Danielle seemed happy and relaxed, almost childlike. Her long
brunette hair shone in the dim light. She'd kicked off her shoes; thick socks
adorned her feet. She was wearing a knitted multicolour sweater and black jeans.
Her brown eyes gazed at Wendy's reclining form. Wendy's chestnut hair fanned out
across the bed. Her breasts gently rose and fell underneath her sweatshirt as she
breathed. She, too, was wearing jeans and white socks.

"I lit the fire. It's warmer in the other room."

Wendy roused herself off the bed with an effort.

"You didn't tell me it was six bloody hours to this place."

"I didn't think you'd come if I did."

"I wouldn't have."

"And you would have missed out on all the fun."

Wendy stuck out her tongue at Danielle and walked into the other room. As
Danielle had promised, there was a huge fire roaring in the hearth. She bent and
warmed her hands in front of it. She turned to see Danielle walking back into the
room carrying the comforter and a pillow off the bed. She had that look on her
face that Wendy knew so well after a couple of months with her.

"I know how to relax you," Danielle whispered.

Wendy moved comfortably into her embrace as Danielle dropped the comforter to the
carpet. They kissed gently, their lips exploring one another as though it was the
first time. Wendy felt like she was back in high school getting her first kiss
from a boy. John something-or-other. Her stomach tightened and the tingles began.
She still couldn't believe that she could feel like this with a woman. Yet here
she was, still feeling like it was the first time. Butterflies and tingles.

She had been hesitant at first with Danielle. She still had some problems
accepting that she could feel this way. Despite her reservations, it simply felt
right somehow. They had been friends for so long, and then suddenly it had just
happened. Both of them coming off bad relationships, consoling each other, hating
men. Falling in love. It just seemed ... so natural. They hadn't said the words
yet, but she knew that she was falling for Danielle, like it or not.

She could feel the soft warmth of Danielle's breasts as they pressed against her
own through their sweaters. She felt Danielle's hands running up and down her
back as they kissed. Gasping, she realized that her own hands were doing the same
thing and that Danielle was reacting. She could almost feel Danielle's nipples
tightening through the clothes. She still found it hard to believe that Danielle
reacted the same way she did. She'd never even considered the possibility that
she might be attracted to a women until it had all clicked with Danielle.

They gently lowered themselves to the floor in front of the fire. They softly
kissed each other, their lips roaming over their faces. Tongues gently touching.

Soon fingers were touching, exploring. Wendy's heart was in her throat as she
felt Danielle's long fingers carressing her nipples through her sweater, touching
her thighs, and tugging at the clothing. She watched, fascinated as Danielle
knelt and stripped off her clothing. One slow piece at a time. She'd never tire
of watching Danielle strip for her. Her fabulous breasts sprang into view. High
and firm. How many times had she seen those breasts in the women's shower at the
gym? And not thought anything more? It seemed so long ago, but really it had only
been a couple of months since her feelings had changed so drastically. Goosebumps
appeared briefly as Danielle lost her jeans. Her long legs flashed as she removed
her panties, flinging them over towards the fire with her foot. Even her socks
were pulled off. One at a time, teasingly. Finally, Danielle was nude in front of
the fire, the flickering flames lighting her skin. She glowed in the firelight.
Again she was kissed, Danielle pressing her nude body into her clothed one.
Rolling. Gasping. Laughing together. She couldn't stop herself from letting her
fingers stroke Danielle, touching the soft bare skin, feeling her friend's
excitement growing. Quiet cries fell from Danielle's lips.

Finally, Danielle tugged at her clothes, pulling them off her and kissing her at
the same time. Their fingers touched one another, finding breasts, thighs, toes,
faces, lips. Fingers slipping inside. The women gasped as they found one
another's rhythms, feeling each other's wetness and softness. Wendy reached her
climax first, crying out as all of her muscles contracted in unison, seeing
coloured lights, grasping at Danielle's fingers inside of her.

After her orgasm, she lay quietly beside Danielle, trying to control her wild
breathing. She lay her head on Danielle's breast and again her fingers stole
between Danielle's legs, finding her rhythm. She reached up and kissed Danielle's
soft lips. Fingering her. Lightly pinching her left nipple as she watched
Danielle's nude body moving to her touch. She knew how to tease her. She knew all
her secrets. In one motion Danielle screamed and arched, climaxing heavily and
gasping, whispering Wendy's name softly over and over.

Danielle's head fell to the side and her breathing slowly returned to normal.
Wendy sat up and reached for the forgotten comforter and pillow. She gently
pushed the pillow under Danielle's head and pulled the comforter over the both of
them. She carefully tucked it around Danielle and herself, resting her cheek on
Danielle's bare breast, the softest pillow on the planet.

"Wendy?" Danielle whispered.

"Yes?" Wendy answered sleepily. Danielle's regular breathing was lulling her to
sleep.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure. You can ask me anything. But better hurry, I don't know if I can keep my
eyes open much longer."

"Nevermind. Sleep."

"You have to be kidding. You can't do that to me. Now I'm curious."

Danielle sighed. "Curiousity killed the cat. I'm not sure I want to anymore."

"I think I love you, if that is what you were going to ask."

"I think I'm falling in love with you, too, sweety, but that isn't it. Though it
is nice to know." Danielle stroked Wendy's hair with her fingers.

"Do I have to beg you to ask me?"

"Wendy? You know that I really like what we do? The sex? The way you make me
feel?"

"Yeah. You know I feel the same way. It's wonderful when we're together. I've
never had sex like this. I feel alive. I feel like I'm back in high school.
Discovering myself. Everytime feels like the first time with you."

"What if I wanted to change things? Do something a little different? What would
you think?"

"This has to do with sex? Honey, you know that you can talk to me about sex. How
many times did we talk about boyfriends before we were together?"

She felt Danielle swallow. "This. Actually. Sort of. Has to do with that."

"Huh?"

"Do you remember Bob?"

"Bob?"

"You went out with him a few years back? You told me about him?"

She vaguely remembered him. Nice guy. Handsome. She had been in college with the
guy. She couldn't even remember why they'd broken up. Another woman perhaps?

"I guess."

"I remember you telling me about him. Do you remember the sex you had with him?"

Wendy was completely confused. She often had talked to Danielle about her sex
life before they had discovered one another. Just girl talk. She vaguely
remembered being upset about something, talking about Bob to Danielle in a coffee
shop somewhere after classes. Why should Danielle remember Bob of all people? It
wasn't as though he was one of her more remarkable lovers. Why bring him up now?
Maybe Danielle had slept with him too?

"I guess. What's this all about, Dani? Did you sleep with him? I don't mind, you
know. It was a long time ago. He might be a bit surprised how it turned out
though ..." Wendy smiled at that thought.

Danielle swallowed, gathering her courage. Now or never. "Sweety, I never slept
with any of your boyfriends. I wouldn't. You know that." She paused fighting down
the butterflies that had just taken flight in her stomach. "You once told me that
he wanted to tie you up. You know. For sex."

"Oh, that. Yeah." Wendy smiled at the memory, how nervous Bob had been in
suggesting it. Almost as nervous as Danielle was being now. Her memories were
flooding back. He had read about it somewhere, wanted to try it. She hadn't been
so secure of her sexuality back then. She hadn't felt comfortable with the idea,
hadn't felt entirely comfortable with Bob, although that was hardly his fault.
She remembered that she hadn't let him. She vaguely remembered being a little
upset about the whole thing, more that she'd disappointed him than anything else.
They'd broken up shortly afterwards, though she didn't think it had anything to
do with the suggestion.

"Did. Did you ever try it?"

"No. I was younger. That was my first year of college. Unsure of myself. Of Bob.
If I'm remembering correctly, I just didn't feel comfortable with it. Maybe that
was why I broke up with him. I don't think so, but I don't really remember."

Danielle was silent.

"Why?" Wendy asked softly.

Danielle remained silent, frightened to continue. She didn't want to lose Wendy.
Her friendship. Her respect. Her love. She'd rather just let this drop than lose
any of her.

"No reason," she finally said quietly.

"You want to tie me up?" Wendy asked jokingly.

"I. I think so," Danielle spoke so softly Wendy wasn't sure she'd heard it.

Wendy swallowed and turned her face towards Danielle. She found her eyes and
captured them. Danielle's eyes reflected her uneasiness and an unspoken apology.

"You're serious."

Danielle spoke softly and quickly. "Wendy? I'm sorry. I. I've been thinking of
that ever since you told me about Bob. God, I don't believe I just told you. I.
I've dreamt about it. I didn't mean to offend you. We won't do it. We don't have
to. I. I like what we have together, now. Honest. I just thought ..." her voice
trailed off in her misery and with her loss of what to say next.

Wendy smiled and nestled her head back against Danielle's breast.

"You can tie me up," she whispered. "You just surprised me is all. It sounds like
fun."

Both girls were silent, lost in their own private thoughts. Both were looking
forward to tomorrow in their own way. It took a while, but they both fell into an
exhausted sleep in each other's arms on the floor, surrounded by the sounds of
the dying fire and the crickets of the night.

***

They had both run down to the small beach, Danielle in a bright red one- piece
swimsuit and Wendy in a yellow bikini. They had both cried out as they hit the
cold water, playfully splashing one another and enjoying the afternoon sun. It
was a cool day, the kind that appear near the end of the summer in late August.
The sun was shining in a flawless blue sky, warming them as they played.

They had eventually swum out to the floating dock. They had stretched themselves
out and just talked quietly, both shivering as the cool water evaporated from
their skin.

They'd been silent for a while, simply enjoying the warm day, the sun, each
other's presence and the soft sounds of water lapping at the drums holding them
afloat.

"Right here," Wendy spoke softly. She took a deep breath, turned to her side and
looked at Danielle.

Danielle's eyes widened, understanding. Wendy sat up rocking the dock gently. She
reached behind herself and released the ties on her top. She slipped the bottoms
down her long legs and handed her suit to Danielle. The other woman just watched,
fascinated as her friend undressed outside and handed her the bikini. She didn't
know if she could strip out in the open like that, even though there should only
be the two of them within fifty miles.

"Take these. And bring back your toys if you want." Wendy smiled at Danielle.

Without another word, Danielle dove into the lake. She screeched as she surfaced.
She breaststroked to the shore, a flash of red and breif yellow. Upon reaching
the beach, she turned. She gazed out at Wendy kneeling nude on the platform. She
couldn't believe that Wendy was going to go through with this for her. She'd
dreamt about it for so long. Anticipated it. Wanted it. Danielle shook her head,
spraying lakewater from her long hair, and turned up towards the cabin.

She emerged moments later carrying some items in her hands. Soon, she was
climbing back up onto the platform beside Wendy shivering.

Wendy had stretched herself out, scarcely believing that she was doing it, her
arms extended above her, her ankles wide, spread-eagled on the swim deck. She
closed her eyes, concentrating on the sensations of the cords wrapping around her
wrists and ankles. She felt so helpless and vulnerable. She trusted Danielle
completely and absolutely, otherwise, this wouldn't be happening. She slowly felt
her freedom being taken away. And it felt good. Erotic.

She felt Danielle rise to her bare feet, the deck shifting under her. She opened
her eyes, unconsciously pulling at the bonds holding her to the platform. She
felt the rough wood against her bottom and her back as she squirmed. She could
wiggle her toes, but she couldn't rise. She couldn't move. She couldn't stop
Danielle from doing whatever she pleased. She was stuck here until she was
untied. It was so ironic. She felt free. No responsibility. No guilt. Just
Danielle and her. And yet, she was so restricted. There were just simple cords, a
swim deck and her.

Danielle reached for the other item she'd brought out to the lake. Sunblock.
Wendy cried out as the cold liquid was poured over her. Danielle worked the
coconut smelling oils into her skin, grinning as she spent extra time on her bare
breasts.

"Can't have you burning out here. Not a lot of protection and I don't want you to
be sunburnt for the rest of the weekend."

Wendy remained silent. The irony was exquisite. She was burning anyway, just
nothing to do with the sun. She was turned on far more than she thought she'd be.
Danielle finished and then stretched out beside her bound friend. She teasingly
ran her fingers along Wendy's bare skin, tracing her ribs just under her soft
breasts. She teased Wendy and just enjoyed the afternoon sun. Soon Wendy was
quietly moaning, not even aware of it.

Danielle rose again. Wendy watched as Danielle stepped between her outstretched
legs.

Danielle knelt. Her mouth felt wonderful as she explored Wendy. Her fingers
teased Wendy's skin as her kisses and her tongue found her clit, her long fingers
deep inside. Pumping. Licking. Teasing.

Without warning, Danielle stopped. With an evil grin, Danielle ignored Wendy's
begging and dove off the platform, leaving Wendy frustrated, aroused, naked, and
bound. She watched as Danielle disappeared into the cabin, unable to call her
back, unable to do anything. Wendy was nearly in tears, wanting her climax, but
unable to finish it herself. She pulled weakly at the cords holding her body,
nearly crying in her frustration, feeling helpless and alone.

She realized that this was part of the game. Her climax when it came would be ten
times more wonderful. She knew that. She just had to wait and trust. She was sure
that Danielle was watching her from the cabin, making sure she was safe and
enjoying her discomfort, watching to make sure that no stray teenagers wandered
by in a fishing boat or something. She felt so damned exposed out here. She felt
the tingling again.

She lay there for what seemed forever. She felt her arousal slowly cool down,
shivering a bit in the almost fall air, her nipples hardening again. She lost
herself in her own thoughts, allowing herself to travel through her mind, unable
to do anything else. Finally she ended up at how she had gotten here. Alone.
Naked. Bound. Frustrated. In the middle of this isolated lake, watching as the
sun approached the horizon. She knew that she was ready. Her body was excited
again just at the thoughts of her firelit lovemaking last night. She was looking
forward to Danielle lighting another fire again tonight. She desperately hoped
that Danielle would return soon and let her climax, dousing the fire she had
burning now between her outstretched legs.

She opened her eyes again as she heard a quiet splash and a cry of dismay. She
watched from the platform as Danielle hesitantly entered the water by the beach.
She had discarded the red one-piece. She was glancing about nervously as though
there was a crowd watching her instead of just her girlfriend out on the floating
dock, and perhaps a chipmunk or two. Wendy still loved the sight of Danielle's
nudity even after having seen it so many times. She seriously doubted if she'd
ever get tired of seeing Danielle. She watched quietly as the other girl stroked
her way back out to the platform.

"Ready for the finale?" Danielle asked softly as she climbed up on the platform,
shaking it and its bound passenger. Despite her shivering, she looked a little
flushed.

"God, am I ever," Wendy breathed.

Danielle knelt by Wendy's bound feet and ran her tongue along her bare toes.

"Noooo!" Wendy wailed. "Please. No more teasing."

Danielle continued her minstrations knowing that Wendy would be just wild after
this. Normally, she wasn't much into the foot thing, but Wendy just loved the
sensations. Bound, she couldn't do a thing about the tease. She could only rise
higher on her excitement wave until Danielle brought her crashing down.

With soft kisses, Danielle roved slowly up Wendy's bound legs until she was lying
easily on her front between Wendy's stretched legs, one bare foot reaching for
the sky. Danielle could feel the platform pressing into her bare breasts and
belly. She grinned, still determined to tease Wendy.

"Please?" Wendy begged.

Danielle used her fingers, lightly stroking her friend, teasing her outer lips.
After an eternity, she lowered her head and used her tongue. Finding Wendy's
center, her clit. Licking. Stroking. Sucking. Kissing. Finding Wendy's rhythm
that she knew so well. It didn't take long for Wendy to climax. She had been more
than ready three hours ago. Electric shocks worked up and down Wendy's bound body
as she pulled against the cords holding her down. The second wave took her body
as Danielle continued to use her tongue through the first orgasm. Finally, she
collapsed. Panting. Whispering, "Thank-you, thank-you, thank-you," over and over
until Danielle's lips met hers, quieting her. She could feel her arousal
returning as she faintly tasted herself on Danielle's lips. She could feel the
heat begin to rise in her clit and nipples again as Danielle kissed her. She
groaned.

Danielle worked herself around and straddled Wendy's face, gently lowering
herself. This game, Wendy's bare body, and being outside had aroused her
intensely, she could feel the pulsing in her clit and her nipples. She idly
brushed at her own and Wendy's erect nipples as Wendy set to her task with loving
care. Using only her tongue, she found her lover's clit and teased her. She
touched purposely at a different speed than normal. She could hear the moans of
frustration as Danielle struggled for her release, pressing herself against
Wendy, trying to match her thrusting to Wendy's tongue and not to her own natural
rhythm. Wendy switched speed and motions as she felt her friend come too near the
edge. Her subtle revenge.

"I know what you are doing," Danielle gasped. "I'm not letting you up until you
let me climax, you know."

Wendy smiled. Caught. She found Danielle's normal rhythm and stopped her teasing.
She thought that she'd be happy to stay in these bonds until the morning if
necessary. She felt so alive, so free here. However, the fire was sounding better
and better. The light was fading fast and the girls still had to make supper.
Without any protection from the light wind, she was shivering and hungry. The
night would be cold if she was left out here. Danielle wouldn't let her stay out
here, she was sure. Even if she asked. Even if she didn't let her climax.

Danielle screamed as she finally reached her orgasm; her fingers played with the
cords that held Wendy's wrists. She almost smothered Wendy as she collapsed from
her orgasm. As soon as she had recovered sufficiently, her fingers pulled quickly
at the cords, freeing the bound girl. The girls immediately fell into each
other's arms, gently stroking one another's hair, content to just hold each other
afterwards. The platform gently rocked as they shared their body heat and gently
kissed.

Finally Wendy broke their embrace and sat up, rubbing her wrists, grinning
mischeviously. She could barely see Danielle in the fading light. "Gotcha."

Danielle gasped, "That. Was. Wonderful." She still hadn't quite recovered from
her release.

Wendy kissed Danielle on the lips and guided her to the edge of the platform.
They slipped into the water with sharp gasps. They swam slowly together back to
the shore, holding hands beneath the dark water. The light was nearly gone. They
stopped halfway back, treading water, listening to the night, watching the stars
wink into existence, feeling the cool water carressing their nude bodies. They
kissed tenderly as they shivered. They continued to hold hands until they entered
the cabin where Danielle had lit another fire. Shivering, they huddled naked
together in front of it, just holding each other, wrapped in the comforter again,
warming themselves. Wondering where this was going to take them.