Spiced Cider has nothing on this ( monstrous_bride )

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Gina is happy to work on making the rented cabin comfortable. The fact that it had so many things just begging to be used made her happy. It was rare she had the funds to take time off of both work and school. Both kept her up for hours. Sometimes she doesn't get to sleep and feel like a normal person.

Truthfully, she has never felt normal. Her functional anxiety always lingered right in the background. She didn't talk about it. She treated it like a Babadook. Something to be buried deep and not fed. She certainly wasn't going to start talking about it now. For goodness sake, she is a stone throws away from being thirty.

With the final bit of the food that Gina was worried about leaving sitting out she pauses. This is time to relax and not think so hard. There is still that nagging feeling she should have at least a small scanner with her. The mountains and the thick forest of this remarkably beautiful area just won't let her use the app she has on her phone as there is terrible cellphone service out here.

"I'm just heading to my van. I'll be right back," Gina calls heading for the door. As soon as she moves through the cabin and reaches the front door there is a loud rumble overhead. Gina pauses listening to see if it is just the wind but there is a loud sounding crackle followed by a boom. She yelps as the lights throughout the cabin flicker. Her heart slowly moves back down her throat to exactly where it should be as the rain starts to splatter loudly against the roof. With the aluminum roofing ever raindrop seems impossibly loud to someone who had just been spooked.

"Well....No. Not now. I like having my gadgets on hand but I like not dying even more." Gina shakes her head moving to where she had earlier tossed down one of her personal bags. "I have the worst luck on dark and stormy nights. Ghost seamen are kind of the worst."

Her nerves are not the greatest now. Thinking about that night kind of reminds her of how very mortal she is. She knows that (the) Bride has opinions on Gina learning to use a knife. She isn't against it. She just also thinks that her friend will be annoyed that for some reason creatures of the night either want to chat with her or stick her in their mouth holes. Best to not bring that up.

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[monstrous_bride]

She puts on a sigh. "Oh, I suppose I'll live, somehow," she replies. "Especially if your hands have, octopus-like, already gotten everywhere."

Her hands slip downwards, probing underneath the hem of the other's shirt, returning the kiss happily and adding in a series of others.

"I think," she adds, "I'm going to very much enjoy watching you climax," she says, fingertips finding bare skin - and pausing. "Shall I begin?" she asks, fingertips drawing gentle, nonsense patterns on the skin of Gina's sides.

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"We have another night," Gina points out shifting only just enough to bring herself closer to the Bride. She wants so many things all at once. The thought of getting to wrap herself around the Bride sounds so good she can feel her body practically humming.

"I," Gina pauses to catch her breath. "Would like that."

She is sure pleasure will be mutual. Gina just is not exactly thinking of expressing that thought. It will come out soon enough.

She relaxes under the feeling of the Bride's hand on her body. Gina is happy to be touched especially coupling it with kisses that make her head spin like she drank too much wine.

[monstrous_bride]

She could take this to the bedroom, but something in her doesn't want to wait. She's never one of nature's most patient people.

"Straddle my lap," she says, kissing Gina again, pulling gently at her lower lip with her teeth and a playful growl.

And she'll use the brief separation to undo the knot in the belt of her robe, but she'll leave any unveiling to Gina. But when she's back, well - her hands will slip under her clothing with a happy noise.

"Now, I want you to know - talk as much as you want. Narrate what you're feeling. Be as loud as you want to be - it's only us and the forest critters." She leans in, kissing her way down Gina's neck. Gina's mind needs as much engagement as her body, after all.

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Gina isn't going to feel like getting out of the Bride's lwp just yet. The only thing she won't protest is swinging her legs around so that she can straddle the Bride's thighs it involves lifting herself up and in that brief moment she tugs down her lounge shorts leaving just her comfortable cotton panties and her thin top.

"You...are incredibly beautiful. Bit like an Amazon." Which says everything about the physical type Gina enjoys. She brings herself in as close as she can softly stroking a hand along the Bride's side.

"I want to map out your entire body with my hands at some point....I," she pauses and gives a soft pleased sound at having her neck kissed. "I've always been a very curious person and I want to learn as much about what might make you moan...as much as you're going to figure out how to make my eyes roll back in my head."

She's convinced a good orgasm would do that. It's the learning how to do that part that's not just interesting but makes Gina feel rather warm.

[monstrous_bride]

"Well, I won't be saying no to that, will I?" she replies, with a chuckle.

And her hand slides down over Gina from throat to navel, before slipping inside her panties. The entire moment just works, and she finds herself switching from catlike interest to significant desire herself. The warmth of the morning, of their closeness - the intimacy of it. Perfect.

"And a lot of things make me moan," she says, her free hand lifting to tangle in Gina's hair, gently pull her closer for a hungry kiss. "Especially when an eager woman uses a talented tongue on me. But for now..."

The great benefit here, from Gina's perspective, is that the Bride has had a long time to experience - and knows very well how to touch another. And she locks eyes with Gina as she begins to stroke over soft, sensitive skin - not teasing but confident, enjoying the changing sensation she feels as each moment becomes another.

"For now," she repeats, softly. "I can kiss, I can lick, I can bite - maybe you want our tongues to dance, maybe you want me to suck or bite you...elsewhere. Merely speak what you want, and you will receive."

Said as, to emphasize, her free hand starts to stroke over a breast through the thin material of Gina's shirt.

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"Highly unlikely," Gina agrees. Gina finds her hand slowing to a stop as the Bride's trails her hand down into her panties. This absolutely is a good thing.

"That's....something I enjoy doing," Gina admits. "While I lack sone experience I've picked up a few things. One thing I know is enthusiasm is key."

She lets out a pleased sigh as the Bride strokes her. It is a good moment that makes it difficult for the academic to simply stay put and not squirm with delight.

"I think..." Which is becoming increasingly difficult. "Dancing tongues. While I do enjoy your hand on my breast I'm becoming incredibly fond of your mouth."

[monstrous_bride]

Her response is to eagerly capture the other's mouth again, lips parting and tongue darting out to find Gina's. The free hand strokes along her back, and she starts to focus her ministrations on the other's clitoris, moving with deft ease.

Not her first rodeo, but a delightful discovery in every moment.

Experimentally, she increases her pace a little bit, finger curling just so - enjoying every bit of reaction she creates.