Hidden Island Chapter 7, part 3 of 3

Hidden Island
Chapter 7, part 3 of 3

"Will never really told me what happened. Only that Jack had gotten him cursed and left him behind," Janie said. She was still stroking Bella's back with her hand, but it was more comforting than sensual now.

"That's the gist of it. Jack swears she knew he would be all right, but she couldn't explain why she thought that. It doesn't excuse that she abandoned him in ruin with no way home," Bella shook her head angrily. "Who does something like that?"

Janie didn't have an answer. She wanted to be comforting and preferred to give people the benefit of the doubt, but she agreed with Bella. She couldn't think of anything to justify or excuse leaving someone she cared about behind in a dangerous place. "I can see why you were upset."

"And now I'm going to be on a boat with her," Bella shook her head. "And with Will. And it will be up to me to keep the peace between them."

"That isn't your job. You're upset with her also. You should be allowed to be upset. They can sort out their business-like adults or avoid each other." Janie rested a hand gently on Bella's shoulder.

Bella shook her head. "I know Jack, and I know Will. No matter how upset they are with each other, they're drawn to each other like moths to flame.

They'll try to keep it together, but eventually, one will make the wrong snide comment, and the other will explode. Then it will all come out, probably right in front of everyone. When they get upset, neither of them cares much about the consequences. They've both been bottling things up for years. It isn't going to be pretty."

"Maybe they should talk before they get on the ship," Janie suggested.

Bella looked over her shoulder and stared, looking off balance and confused for the first time Janie had ever seen. "Why didn't that occur to me?"

"You're too close to it. Sometimes, it takes an outside perspective," Janie said, tucking a loose hair back behind Bella's ear.

Bella smiled and caught Janie's hand, kissing her wrist. "That's true," she looked at Janie's breasts. The handprint was still faintly visible. "You missed a spot."

Janie looked down. "That's as much as I could get off. I think I like it, so it's fine."

Bella pulled Janie into her lap and put her fingers right over the faint handprint. Janie's breast was precisely the right size for Bella's hand. "Perfect fit," she said.

Janie put her hand beneath one of Bella's much larger breasts and lifted. Then she added the other hand. Bella's breast was still more significant. " I need bigger hands."

"Or more," Bella grinned.

"As useful as that might be, I don't think I would look very appealing with extra arms..." Janie trailed off as she caught on to Bella's actual meaning. "Oh! Oh my. You mean... Will? With both of us? How would that even?" she trailed off again.

"Oh, it works wonderfully," Bella smirked, momentarily lost in memory.

"I thought you were only teasing him when you said you'd invite him to join us," Janie shook her head.

"Oh, I was teasing. I was serious, too," She shrugged with one shoulder.

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious," Janie admitted. Her mind was starting to go to all kinds of sensual places.

"We'll save that for later. I have to work tonight anyway, and you and Will are busy," Bella kissed Janie.

Janie turned to straddle Bella's thighs and gave her a deeper kiss. "Are we going to talk about what we did in the office?" Janie asked tentatively.

"Oh no," Bella said. "We're going to continue it."

Janie blushed a bit but smiled. "Oh good."

With buckets of cool water and a few passes with the terrible towels, Janie pulled Bella to Will's bed, practically skipping. She stopped at the edge, though, not sure what to do. With men, she at least had some experience, and years of Magistrate training in how people think helped considerably. She found men to be far more straightforward, however. Women were complicated and new. Now that she was here, she had no idea what to do next.

Bella giggled at Janie's sudden hesitation and turned her around. "Slow down. Just think about what you want done to you, and then do that to me."

Janie kissed her gently at first, but the passion built up. "Mm. I love your lips," she said breathlessly. "They're like pillows."

"I love your neck," Bella said, touching Janie's throat. Janie squirmed. Bella laughed. "It's so graceful and sensitive."

"So, I should just do what you want done to me?" Janie asked shyly.

"Mumm," Bella said, biting gently.

Suddenly, Bella was whirling around and dropped hard onto the bed. "Ooof!" It took her a moment to get her bearings. Her legs were being held apart, and Janie was on her knees, looking at Bella's smooth womanhood with an expression of excitement and trepidation. Bella relaxed and let her legs open even more comprehensively. "Go ahead," she said.

Janie's hands found Bella's intimate folds and traced along them, exploring. Bella's hips rolled encouragingly. Janie was fascinated. Bella was so different than she was. Her skin was a bit darker, with an olive shade to it. She was utterly smooth, all trace of hair removed. It was strange to Janie, but she decided it seemed fitting. There was something... exotic and forward about completely baring herself like that, which suited Bella perfectly. Her inner lips were a dark, deep red, like a ripe cherry. Janie's fingers parted them, feeling Bella's wetness spread.

She couldn't help but think of a blooming flower. She thought of Will last night, with his tongue between her legs. She brought her finger to her lips. The taste was faint. It's a bit musky but not unpleasant at all. Clean. Her finger returned to work on Bella's beautiful, glistening lower lips. Bella's hips rolled, and her hands rose and cupped her massive breasts, squeezing. She let out a small squeak. Arousal blossomed in Janie, even stronger than before. She felt herself getting wet. She wanted to touch Bella's amazing lips between her legs. So, she did what she wanted done to her.

Janie's nervous, excited mouth kissed Bella's bare, wet womanhood and sent a jolt through both of them. For Bella, it was a pleasure. For Janie, it was sheer excitement and thrill. She licked. Bella moaned. Janie licked longer strokes, trying to think of what had felt the best for her the night before. Her hands came up and spread Bella open wider so her tongue could reach deeper, making circles around her opening. Bella's hands squeezed her breasts hard.

"That feels so good," Bella groaned.

"What should I do?" Janie asked, desperate to learn.

"Higher. Right where the folds join, find it with your tongue," Bella said between breaths.

Janie did as she was told. Her tongue traced slowly upward until she found a tiny nub of flesh firmer than the rest. Bella reacted instantly. She squeaked again, and her back arched. "Oh! Yeah, you found it. Not too hard yet! There. Just make slow circles right there."

Janie did. She realized this must have been that fantastic spot Will had found. She discovered her upbringing had left her woefully ignorant in certain areas. Bella's hips were rolling nonstop, and she was squeezing her breasts like she was going to pull them off. "

"What is that?" Janie asked. "Does every woman have one of those?"

Bella's brows rose, looking down at Janie's earnest eyes. The slender brunette seemed so wise about some things, and with others, it was painfully clear that her Magistrate education had deliberately left her ignorant.

"You never, oh no. You poor dear," Bella was genuinely sad. Janie had grown to adulthood without ever learning the intimate power of her own body. "It's called a clitoris. Barring unfortunate circumstances, yes. All women have them."

"What should I do with it?" Janie looked anxious but excited.

"Suck a little... Suck it in and... keep going with your tongue," Bella said. The complete anatomy lesson could wait until later.

Janie did. A little suction drew the little nub out further, making it easier for her tongue to roll around it. "Oh fuck." Bella shuddered.

Janie laughed. "Language!" she admonished, her lips against Bella's most intimate skin. The words sent small vibrations straight from between her legs, up her spine, and shuddered in her brain.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Bella squirmed. Her hands found Janie's head and pulled it harder against her clit. "Fuck me with your fucking tongue!"

Janie would typically have been appalled, but the profanity seemed hilarious at this moment.

She kept working, sucking, kissing, swirling, and now laughing, her head held tightly against

Bella's needy womanhood. Each laugh sent a pulse through Bella that combined with the sensations from Janie's tongue and finally caused the growing swell of heat and pressure to burst. The dark-haired beauty shook and convulsed with the power of her orgasm, finally having to push Janie's head away. "Fuck. That was glorious."

Janie crawled up Bella's trembling body and kissed her. "Thank you for the lesson."

Bella held Janie's head again and said thank you directly against Janie's mouth. "Do you want me to return the favor?" she asked.

"Oh, yes," Janie breathed.

Bella rolled them over so she was on top and started sensuously sliding down Janie's lithe body. Bella's mountainous breasts dragged slowly across Janie's and down to her stomach.

They were warm and impossibly soft. Bella's kissed her way down Janie's neck and collarbone, then her chest, and found one of Janie's nipples. A sudden jolt of pleasure spiked through Janie, seeming to briefly connect directly from her nipple to that little nub of incredible nerves between her legs.

Bella's teeth gently bit Janie's nipple, and she rolled her tongue around it in quick flicking strokes. Janie's hands clenched into the blankets. Then Bella sank lower, leaving a trail of soft kisses and nibbles down Janie's smooth stomach and over her right hip bone. It was electric, bordering on too much. It was like the best feeling of being tickled she'd ever known.

And then, suddenly, Bella's lips jumped from Janie's hip straight to her wet entrance, latching on with a hungry growl. Janie gasped and then laughed. Her breath was stolen a moment later when Bella's tongue made a full swipe from bottom to top and then plunged deep inside.

Last night, Will had been enthusiastic and had a pretty good idea of what he was doing. Bella was an expert. Janie needed more experience to describe what felt the best accurately, but she wouldn't have needed to even if she had. Bella knew exactly what to do.

She read every twitch, gasp, shudder, and moan like Janie read posture, speech patterns, and eye movement. Bella played Janie like an instrument, bringing her pleasure up and letting it lull for a bit. She would concentrate fiercely on Janie's clit, and then back off to tease just below it while she swept through the inner lips. She slid two fingers inside and curled them upward, hooking the inside of Janie's pelvic wall and giving a robust and steady pull while pulsing her arm gently. Janie felt like she was going to thrash so hard she would throw herself off the bed, but every time it started to become more than she could bear, Bella eased off and gave her a bit of respite. Janie kept trying to reach for Bella's silky curls, to stroke her face, to speak, but every time, a jolt of pleasure would rock through her body, and she'd find herself clutching spasmodically at the blankets again. It took her a while to realize that Bella was doing it purposefully.

"What-" she gasped out, then arched her back uncontrollably, "-are-" she shuddered, "-you-" her breath was caught in her chest as the heat and sparks swelled within her, "-doing-" Bella's fingers pulsed hard inside her, and her legs shot straight out as the waves of bliss rocked her body, "-to-" her toes curled, "-me-me-me!" She bit the pillow to keep from screaming.

"Just... this," Bella snickered. Her hand started moving, her fingers pulling and thrusting inside Janie with a steady, firm rhythm that quickly built up to a pounding pace. Her mouth anchored down on that little nub of heaven that Janie still didn't have words to describe. Bella sucked, and bit just a little, and flicked back and forth with her tongue as hard as she could make it.

Janie's mind shattered. An explosion of wonder and pleasure rocked through her. She clenched her eyes so tight she saw colors and started hearing a keening wail that took her ages to realize was her. Wave after wave hit her. She'd begin to gather her wits, and another crash would knock her back into wordless, overwhelming bliss. It all blurred together, but she felt each wave separately, like a series of overlapping notes that became a chorus of indescribable joy.

Bella finally slowed after Janie had become a twitching, whimpering puddle on the bed.

Janie's eyes slowly focused. Bella slowly pulled her fingers free and gave Janie one last long, wet, loving lick, followed by a kiss on that little nub that sent another small shock through Janie's body. Bella was soaked. She looked like she'd just gotten out of the washroom and hadn't bothered to dry off. "What?" Janie muttered, hardly able to form the words.

Bella laughed loud and hard, wiping her face and chest with Will's blanket. Then she dried her eyes. "You're a squirter."

"I what?" Janie's mind was full of happy fog. Nothing made sense anymore.

Bella crawled onto the bed and curled herself around Janie's limp body, petting her hair and kissing her forehead. "I'll explain later. That was wonderful."

"Mumm," Janie breathed. She stared at the ceiling, somehow feeling lost and found simultaneously.

The bedroom door opened. Will walked in.



To be continued