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The storm

Anja was only with me in the class for a few weeks but we had made friends and did after the School also a lot together. This weekend my parents were in for a few days Vacation Dangers and Anja wanted to spend the night with me. It was a warm summer day and we wanted to take a long walk through the nearby nature reserve in the afternoon. I only had shorts, sandals and my scarce carrier top, Anja had her mini skirt, sandals and also a top.

The sun felt warm on our skin and we pack something to eat and drink and pulled off.

Anja had long light blonde hair and very bright eyebrows at school, she had always tied her hair into a ponytail or braid but not today and they were slightly blew in the wind, I thought it looked so nice that I loved my ponytail and meThe hair that was a little darker when Anja also dropped loosely over this school.

We went a few kilometers until we reached a small group of trees, on the south side of which there was a bank, we sat in the sun and chatted for a long time about all sorts of things. We did not notice how the sky in the north darkened and a thunderstorm revealed. When we heard the first thunder, we turned around and saw what was coming to us to run home now, it was long too late, we could already see Dieregenfront, who were always closer to us like a gray veiltoo pulled.

Anja looked at me what we do now I have nothing with me to protect myself from the rain?I don’t either, but here nearby is a little barn because a farmer always has hay in it maybe we can do it until then but it was too late, as soonWas a mixture of rain and pair and he felt freezing on our skin.

As quickly as possible we made our way to the barn but after a few meters we were completely soaked, the temperature had also cooled down and the wind blew around our wet things. When we reached the barn after 20 minutes, we both trembled with cold and there was no dry place on us.

We were only there for a while and trembled with cold, outside the rain pounded on the roof and water dripped through in some places.

Anja caught the wet top and her mini skirt. I only looked at her when she was also the slip and hers bra moved out. What is melanie so things can at least dry a little and here in hay it is also nice to come shy I also started to take off my wet things and when I had my panties I looked at Anja directly.

Her wet hair stuck on her shoulders and back, but I looked much deeper. Anja you even have blonde pub? Hm I don’t know I have never touched a woman so I had slept in bed with a boy from my class on a school trip, but that has been all and certainly never a woman so touched so far.

Come on there is nothing in the Hamburg I had a friend with whom I often slept together you are the lesbian?I asked.

Yes, I think but hey is nothing there come to you trust you nobody see here slowly I stepped closer to her and touched her hips she took my hand and led her directly between her Legs, It was a strange feeling on the one hand, on the one hand, I was ashamed that I touched her so it woke up in me but also the curiosity.

When Anja put her hand on my labia and started playing with it was also broken for me and I also started playing with my hand between annoying legs. Anja put me gently in the hay and I let it happen, I spread my legs slightly and she started to stroke my labia with her hand Finger and deeper and deeper into me, a flood of feelings overwhelmed me.

I groaned my body through a warmth. A short time later we were in the hay and had forgotten everything else around us, the rain, the lightning, the wind, all of this was no longer available for us. We were naked in the hay and were happy. The rain gradually decreased and we looked through a hole in the wall, the thunderstorm moved on and the sun came up again for a few minutes before we went down we agreed that we wanted to spend the night here in the hay.

It was one of the most beautiful nights and Anja was also in the seventh heaven.

When we woke up the next morning the sun was already looking and the birds sang. We had hay in our hair but we were happy.

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