Lesbian Land's End (Part 6) - Sex Stories

Lesbian Land's End (Part 6)

-KEA- Kea entered the inn, and saw the innkeeper (now she knew his name was Tano, and that he was Landra’s godfather and Dena’s’ uncle) serving breakfast to some people. She went into the dining hall, “Good morning, Mr. Tano!” The innkeeper lifted his head to see her, “Oh, good morning Miss Kea! Did you enjoy your stay with Dena?” Kea smiled thinking to herself ‘you don’t know how much!’ and answered: “Oh yes, I had a great time, thank you.” Tano finished setting some trays with croissants and toasts on the table he was attending and walked to Kea, “She is a bit peculiar, but she’s an extraordinary girl. Do know she’s my niece?” Kea agreed, “Yes, she told me yesterday; she told me your name too. And yes, she is indeed a great girl. Well then, could I have some breakfast?” Tano, with his usual smile and politeness, responded: “Coffee with country toasts and olive oil, Miss Kea…?” Kea smiled too, “Yes, please. And… please, call me Kea.” The innkeeper went off to prepare her breakfast, “... and you can call me Tano.” Kea took the morning newspaper from the shelf, chose a table near the window and sat down. The people at the other table were talking in the local language, which everybody spoke in this region even though everybody also knew the country’s common language, which was hers as well. Some words were similar to the common language, but the overall result was quite different. And even when they spoke in the common language, the people here had a strong accent and ...

... sometimes it was hard for her to understand. But, now that she had been around for several days, she was starting to get acquainted with it. Tano came with the breakfast, “You know Landra’s b*****r is better now…”, he said. Kea smiled, “Oh yes, I spoke to her last night. I’m so glad about that.” Tano thanked her and left her alone. When she finished breakfast, Kea went up to her room. She was tired and still sl**py in spite of the strong coffee she just had, so she decided to take a nice hot shower. “It’s so paradoxical: I came here escaping from the metropolis, looking for an isolated place where to spend my holidays and have a lot of rest. And what I’m getting is all but rest… but I love it.” After the shower, Kea went to her suitcase to take out the white quilt she and Landra had shared the night at the shed, laid naked on the bed and covered herself with it. Landra’s and her own scents could still be noticed on the fluffy cloth and there were even several small cherry stains that fell on it when had been having their fruit feast. Kea cuddled herself under it and started sniffing like a puppy finding traces of cinnamon, spicy cinnamon, cinnamon pepper…Landra. And also traces of herself, her lemon-lime perfume, her sweat, her pussy moistures. She sniffed deeply all around and started to recall all the sensual moments she had lived in the past four days: the first sunset with Landra at the beach, her solo session in front of the mirror, the night at the shed with Landra, the trio ...