This story is only for the one's who appreciate lesbian erotic stories and
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   Sandy's fantasies by Sandy

   Chapter 68: Swedish women

   "Oh!  Sorry..." Britta automatically blurted out when bumping into the
person in front of her.

   She had become completely overwhelmed by the contrast between the
silence just outside the door and the pounding disco music combined with
the fluorescent light, the many people and the vast room that was the night
club.

   To overwhelmed to notice the two girls by the railing.  One blonde and
one raven haired and now the blonde turned, looking up into her eyes and
time just seemed to stop.  The teenager was just so pretty, so damned cute
and so fucking...hot in a strange kind of innocent way.

   The girl put her hand on Britta's under arm like it was the most natural
thing in the world to do, smiling alluringly.  She was wearing a loose
fitting summer dress, a very short one, and her exquisitely shaped slender
legs seemed to go on forever.

   "It's ok miss..." the voice was barely audible through the music,
"...you can touch me anytime...and anywhere you like."

   And then the girl and her friend started to walk down the stairs hand in
hand immediately disappearing into the crowd.

   `Did she really say that?' Britta now instead overwhelmed by the way the
young girl had made her react, thought.  The blond teenager had to be at
least 15 years younger than her self, maybe even more.  Britta, at 36 was
married with three kids but her first reaction had still been
purely...sexual.

   Her thoughts were interrupted by Lisa's voice coming from her side.

   "God...what kind of a club is this?"

   Lisa, along with Anna, was her two closest friends at work and together
with Britta's husband, her second one, and the other two's boyfriends they
had arrived at the hotel earlier today for a well deserved week of
vacation.

   Lisa, 28, had half long, raven black hair pulled back in a ponytail and
her tight top and equally tight jeans accentuated her well formed feminine
body perfectly.  Britta, suddenly very aware that Lisa's closest breast was
touching her bare arm felt the warm tingly feeling deep down in her stomach
created by the encounter with the girl start to spread.

   Anna, on Britta's other side was 29 with short brown stylish hair.  She
was a former elite swimmer and her body was still fit in an athletic kind
of way.  She had small, firm breasts, a narrow waist and broad shoulders.

   Anna was really insecure about herself and then other two often had to
help her and tell her how good she really was at work.  Tonight she was
wearing a top similar to Lisa's and a knee length skirt.  She looked really
likeable in a kind of girl-next-door way.

   Britta nervously pulled on a lock of her long black hair that was
falling freely down over her shoulders tonight.  She suddenly felt really
exposed in her figure made summer dress and wondered if her nipples looked
as hard as they were beginning to feel.

   The boys were still in hers and Lasse's room drinking whisky and
probably playing poker.  The girls had really felt like dancing but unable
to get Lasse, Olle and Bosse to come with them, none of the boys were
really Travolta-like, they had gone down to the night club by themselves.

   "What do you mean?" Britta replied looking around.

   "Well..." Lisa seemed to be searching for the right words "...it all
seems kind of....gay-ish".

   "Say what?" Britta blurted out suddenly feeling very guilty about her
dirty thoughts before.

   "Like...lesbian" Lisa added as if to try and explain.

   Looking around a bit more thoroughly Britta realized that Lisa had a
good point.  The crowd seemed to be 80 % feminine and here and there women
and girls were more or less openly holding hands and even...kissing.

   "We can't go in here" Anna suddenly said in an unsteady voice turning
her flushed face towards Britta.

   "Sure we can" Britta surprised herself by replying and before any of the
other two had time to protest she had taken them by their hands and started
to pull them down the stairs.

   *

   Julia and Emily had found Olivia in one of the secluded booths up on the
balcony on the other side of the club.  Each booth, separated by an about
five feet high wooden wall consisted of a large rectangular table with
chairs on three sides and a bench by the wall and that was where Olivia was
sitting.

   Sitting in Cecilie's lap.  Emily's older sister was leaning back,
resting her head against her Norwegian lover's shoulder and even though the
surface of the table was covering her from the waist down there was no
doubt that Olivia was moving aided by Cecilie's hands on her waist.

   Hanne and Heidi was on one side talking in low voices while looking deep
into each other's eyes and on the other side Ellen and Hilde were openly
making out with saliva coated tongues showing.  Ellen's shirt was
unbuttoned half way down and Hilde's hand was inside eagerly fondling the
cute blonde's fully visible breasts.

   Cecilie, meeting Emily's eyes with a smile, moved one hand up onto
Olivia's shoulder pushing her young lover forward.  Supporting herself
against the table Olivia opened her eyes.  Her breasts, now visible through
the cleavage of her dress for both Emily and Julia were moving slightly as
she winched when being pushed forward.

   "Oh god....aaah!...she's fu-uh-cking me..." Olivia panted as her twelve
years older lover, obviously wearing a strap-on, kept on pumping her.

   Both Emily and Julia knew from earlier nights that the club staff
members as well as the visitors were very liberated about this kind of
things but openly fucking was a bit too much wasn't it?  Not taking their
eyes off Olivia's flushed face and awesome breasts they sat down, Emily
next to Hanne and Heidi and Julia next to Hilde and Ellen.

   *

   Kirsti had bumped into the two Suisse business women again and now she
was on and off bumping the back of her head against the tilde wall in one
of the ladies room's spacious booths, pressed up against it as she was by
the blonde.

   She had her long legs wrapped around the woman's waist and her tongue
was being sucked on in the most amazing way as the blonde, holding Kirsti
in place by her buttocks kept on pushing her naked crotch into the young
Scandinavian's equally naked one.

   The woman was fucking her like a man would have except for the hard on
and there wasn't very much real stimulation going on but the situation was
so erotic and to be fucked mentally like this was as exciting as being done
physically.

   The brunette was sitting on the toilet seat watching her colleague's
tight buttocks and the young Norwegian's fabulously fit body, impatiently
waiting for her turn.  Her friend had on her regular outfit pants and a
designer shirt and seeing the pants bunched up around her ankles and the
white panties stretching by her knees was so hot.

   The blonde was normally impeccably clothed and the current disorder
combined with the clenching buttocks in front of the brunette's eyes was
such a turn on.  The girl's dress was also in a bundle pushed up to above
her bra less cupcake breasts but that didn't seem to matter.  The brunette
had an idea that this girl would look good dressed in a potato sack.

   Unable to wait anymore the horny woman got to her feet.

   *

   Tone, Lene and Siri were on the prowl and now they had found the perfect
prey.  Older than their normal preferences but the three dark-haired women
looked just perfect, standing over by the bar anxiously looking around and
seemingly unsure of how to act or what to do.

   Girl-girl action, mostly kissing, was going on around them and Tone
could clearly see that the three were trying very hard to pretend not to
watch while watching the couples make out.

   `Inexperienced but ready to try...' Tone thought to herself, `...they
just need someone to tell them that they want it.'

   She aimed for the one to the right, a woman with half long black hair
and a tight top showing off her fabulous breasts perfectly.  Round and full
yet seemingly firm they made the handball player's mouth water.

   *

   "Do you guys want something as well?"

   Lisa jerked when hearing Norwegian being spoken.

   She was Swedish but the two languages were very similar and she had no
trouble understanding.  At first she thought the question was posed to her
and her two friends as a come-on line but the voice was feminine and when
she turned she was met by the most intense dark eyes she had ever seen.

   The woman, like five years younger than herself, had her black hair
pulled back by a bandana and she looked so confident...so attractive...and
so lesbian.

   "No, it's...hello..." she said in Swedish feeling so stupid.

   Her cheeks were getting warm, she knew she got bright red when
embarrassed and she just hoped that it wouldn't show in the dusky
fluorescent light.

   "What are the odds of meeting Swedish women here" the woman replied in a
low melodious voice.

   Her examining eyes were like caressing Lisa's face and body and she
almost felt like being undressed mentally.  The open display of lesbianism
in the club was getting to her and now she felt her nipples harden.

   "I'm Tone."

   The hand touching the bare skin of her underarm for a second made her
shiver.

   "Lisa" she almost whispered suddenly longing for the woman's hand to
come back to her body.

   "I was talking to my friend's here" Tone continued obviously meaning the
two very pretty blue eyed blondes standing behind her, "...but if you want
I could get you and your friends something as well.  Whatever you fancy."

   "We couldn't possibly..."

   "Beer?"

   "Well...yes but..."

   "Six lager it is then" Tone said turning towards the very French looking
waitress on the other side of the bar.

   Britta and Anna had been listening in silence and it was with a mixture
of excitement and reluctance that they accepted the beers.  What if the
others really were lesbians?  What if they thought that they really were
looking for some action?  What if the boys showed up?

   Britta suddenly found herself hoping the boys really wouldn't show up at
all...

   *

   Cecilie had stopped trying to conceal what she was doing to Olivia and
was now herself up on the table, positioned on her knees behind the
whimpering girl.  She had her young lover's hips in a firm grip and was
relentlessly fucking Olivia, rapidly moving the dildo back and forth
between the girl's exposed, tight perfectly formed buttocks.

   They had attracted quite a crowd from the tables around them and the
many women and few men watching them were covering them almost completely
to the rest of the club.  Olivia's dress had been pushed up to above her
breasts and she was practically naked now watching her audience with an
embarrassed, flushed expression.

   Hanne had started to caress her freely hanging breasts moving so
deliciously in perfect sync with the fucking she was being given by
Cecilie. Even Hilde and Ellen had stopped, blown away by the incredibly
erotic display and was now watching with the rest of the crowd.

   The large black strap-on, tightly fastened to Cecilie's jeans covered
crotch was shining with Olivia's juices and Emily couldn't help but to
think that it would have been so nice to have it slide in to her own mouth
instead...or her pussy.

   But Cecilie had chosen Olivia and Emily was fine with that.  She just
wondered how her big sister ever would be able to part with her newfound
lover.

   *

   The two Swiss women were now working together.  They were all down on
the floor and the blonde, naked from the waist down had draped one of the
young Scandinavian's long legs over her shoulder to gain full access the
girl's wet pussy.  She had straddled the other leg and was supporting
herself on straight arms grinding herself against the teenager's moist pink
flesh.  Now there was real physical stimulation, almost too much to handle
and she was starting to feel an orgasm form inside her stomach.

   Her friend was beside them sucking hard on the girls breasts while
fingering herself inside her unbuttoned designer jeans.  She was watching
the blonde and the girl fuck and was also really close to coming.

   People were moving around outside probably wondering what was going on
but they didn't care about that.  They had fucked the girl in public a few
days ago and if anything they wished they could have some people watching
while doing it again.

   *

   Olivia had come so hard by the hands and dildo of Cecilie and was now
adjusting her dress looking down towards the surface of the table and
feeling so tuned on and embarrassed by the spontaneous applause she had
gotten from the people watching.

   "Its ok baby..." Cecilie whispered softly kissing her cheek "...You're
so pretty and it would be selfish of me to keep you all to myself".

   'Oh god...I'm a kept girl...' the blonde 19-year-old dizzily thought
realizing that she was lost.

   She so much loved, worshiped and adored the woman next o her and the way
she was making her feel and she made a decision to try and convince her mum
to let her go with Cecilie to Norway.  She was done with high school and
had no specified plans for the next year anyway.

   She wasn't too sure that her father would approve thought.  She was in
fact very sure that his whole experience was best to keep away from him all
together considering the fact that she had fucked both her sister and her
mum.

   *

   "Would it be ok..."

   The dark-haired Norwegian was standing so close to Lisa and it really
was no doubt that Tone was coming on to her.  She was so beautiful and the
dark illusive eyes were making her knees weak.

   But the mixture of embarrassment over being treated this way by another
woman and the sexual tension between them combined with the confusion this
so very much not normal situation as creating inside of her was so
overwhelming.

   The others had moved out on the dance floor but she had been held back
by Tone's hand, way to easily giving in to the erotic emotions the prospect
of being alone with Tone was giving her.  Now she was lost in the other
woman's eyes with burning cheeks and hard nipples.

   "..yes" she replied almost without thinking.

   "...Let me ask you first..." Tone said with a smile lingering on her
lips, "...if I told you how sexy you are?"

   The line would have made her angry if it had been a man saying it...but
now...

   "...yes" she whispered repeating herself.  The hand making contact with
her skin showing between her top and jeans made her jerk a little but she
felt like paralyzed.  The submissive feeling was like nothing she had
experienced before and she just stood there drowning in Tone's eyes while
the hand slipped in under her top and started to caress her stomach.

   *

   The blonde had managed to fit four of her fingers into the girl pussy.
The pretty, pink tight female sex was opening up to her like a flower and
se kept on coating it with her saliva, letting the spit dribble down from
her half open mouth just five inches above.

   The brunette was riding the girl's face and looking up the blonde had a
perfect view of the tight teenage body that was theirs for the taking and
her colleague's pussy with the girls tongue in between the swollen pussy
lips.

   Aroused beyond belief she started to push her thumb inside as well
immediately receiving a moan from the girl.

   * Britta and Anna along with the two blondes were nowhere to be seen but
that didn't seem to matter anymore.  Neither did her fiancé, probably still
drinking whisky and playing cards.  All that mattered was this woman and
her hand.  And her fingers.

   Lisa, whimpering slightly was staring down in between their bodies in
disbelief.  They were still by the bar but now Lisa had her jeans undone.
She could see her own white panties and the moving bulge in under them and
she couldn't' believe how god Tone's two fingers moving further and further
up into her felt.

   `Holy fuck!  I'm letting a woman masturbate me..." she thought and it
was almost like someone else was talking to her stating the obvious.

   Tone was watching her following her facial expression closely and it was
clear that she knew what she was doing.  And she was doing it so well. 
Lisa felt the familiar feelings of a sexual climax start to gather deep
down in her stomach and she realized that she was about to come.

   She was about to have an orgasm right here in public and it was so
overwhelmingly...awesome.

   *

   "Of course I want you with me, honey" Cecilie said smiling lovingly
towards Olivia.

   "Stay a year and see what you think.  I can fix you up with a job in the
club organization."

   "There's nothing in the world that I'd rather do" Olivia replied shyly
smiling back towards her lover "...but my parents..."

   "I'll talk to your mum.  It'll be ok."

   They were outside by the seashore walking hand in hand in the moonlight
and the contrast between being fucked silly in front of an audience in the
club and this ultimate romantic setting was so unreal.  It seemed to Olivia
like they had know each other and fucked each other their whole lives and
it was so hard to believe that she never really considered lesbian sex just
a week ago.

   Now she had lost count of how many times Cecilie had taken her pussy and
she couldn't wait for the Norwegian to do it again.  She stopped looking up
into Cecilia's dark eyes.

   "Promise you'll take care of me" she whispered and then their lips met.

   *

   Kirsti, having been treated to the orgasm of her life, walked out of the
ladies room on shaky legs.

   `God I love this' she thought feeling her wet panties cling to her still
vey swollen pussy.  Finding no one she knew in the club she decided to head
back to the suite.

   *

   "I can't believe the way they were coming on to us" Anna babbled on.

   Her cheeks were bright red and she didn't seem to be able to stop
talking.

   "Was it the same with you and Tone?  Oh god...do we really...I mean...a
woman...let's go back to the boys.  "

   Britta stayed silent watching her friend with a thoughtful expression as
if to try and read Lisa's mind.  She somehow looked different but Britta
couldn't put her finger to it.  The two blondes had been so obvious what
they wanted but neither she nor Anna had dared to take the plunge and
instead they had excused themselves and gone back to find Lisa.

   Having come like crazy on Tone's fingers Lisa had promised herself not
to tell the others.  But it somehow felt...wrong.  She couldn't help but to
sneak peeks at the outline of Britta's full breasts.  They seemed so round
and...touchable.

   `Christ...' she thought averting her eyes with an effort.  "Yes, let's
go back up." She agreed