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    Ligea’s Poet. Part 6

    Helena was awoken from her light sleep by the feeling of Bette’s lips on her eye lids. Bette’s fingers were tracing a pattern across Helena’s back as she laid with Helena in her arms.  They were still outside in the darkness.

     

    Helena raised herself onto her hands, looking down at Bette’s lust filled gaze. “Shall we go inside now darling?” She asked quietly, brushing Bette’s lips with her own.

     

    Bette’s hips began to move of their own accord and she turned Helena over onto her back, evoking a squeal from the other woman. “Bette, that’s cold! Why didn’t you tell me how uncomfortable this was for you?”

     

    “Hmmmm, I was enjoying myself too much to notice.” Bette moved her hand across Helena’s breasts and belly, warming her in more ways than one. “You’re right though, we should go inside. I have plans for you my lady.” She kissed Helena softly, telling her how beautiful she was in that moment.

     

    “Bette, wait, I’m worried about something…” Helena rose to her feet and wrapped a towel around her nakedness, handing another folded towel to Bette. “Darling, I want to know about Jodi.”

     

    “Jodi is also beautiful.” Bette nodded in agreement to a question which had not been asked. “Beautiful women, so many, so many…” Bette wandered dreamily into the house, her towel dangling from her hand, her statuesque form still gorgeously naked.

     

    Helena smirked, walking after Bette. She reached out and smacked Bette’s bare ass, before rubbing and massaging the sensitive flesh—“I’ll have you know,” she murmured in Bette’s ear as she pressed herself against her back, dropping her towel in the process. “I’ll have you know, that I am not just one of the crowd. I can do things all those other pretty girls will never do for you.” To emphasize her point, she reached with her left hand between Bette’s legs from the front, and used her right hand to press inside of Bette from behind.  Bette gasped loudly, and had to brace herself with both hands against the kitchen counter. Helena took her left hand away for a moment, deftly flicking off the light switch behind her, so that they were not so fully exposed in the light of the house.

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    1. Oh this is good. You really know how too put a smile on my face don’t you? I just love this story. I love the way Bette&Helena are getting closer,the interaction between their friends and children is great. But most of all I love that fact that Tina can see what she had and gave up. She knows what they both can do in bed and now their doing it to each other. And then there is Alice, I’m surprise she’s not giving out high-fives. Thanks for the posting it was great.

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