Even with the winter sun out and the Christmas shopping fever in full swing, the drive down the hill into the seaside town was quick and easy. After parking, Liz took Sarah’s hand and walked with her while holding it, knowing her younger girlfriend was far from comfortable doing so in public.

“Sarah, we are a couple. I don’t know your thoughts on this, but I now see us as genuine friends in a casual sexual relationship, not just three-date fuck buddies.”

The older lady glanced at Sarah and noticed that her blue eyes were dancing around, checking to see if anyone was watching them. Their action made Liz smile to herself. Holding Sarah’s hand was a little test; she was pushing her girlfriend’s social boundaries, trying to get her to be open and relaxed about being sexually attracted to other women.

However, it also amused Liz that Sarah seemed to be more nervous about walking down the street holding hands with another woman than she had been earlier. Then, in the semi-private setting of her car, she had stripped completely naked.

Liz warmly stated, “You need to relax and be brave. Accept your true sexuality—and be true to yourself.

Perhaps you should look at it this way: I love wearing skinny jeans, so I wear them, even though I think I am too old to do so. That is me being true to myself, and it is what I want you to do, so stop worrying, relax, and just hold my hand.”

Sarah glanced at Liz, though her eyes kept darting around. “You're not too old to wear jeans, Liz. You look stunning in them. I only stared when I saw you pulling them on, as it was a surprise; I have only ever seen you in business suits… Or naked!”

Liz laughed. She was enjoying Sarah’s company as well as the sex they were having together. She wanted to take a chance and try to find the time to have a full-on lesbian relationship with the beautiful younger blonde woman who was currently reluctantly holding hands with her.

The older lady continued… "Earlier, you were right; we do need to talk and get to know each other. It strikes me that we should do that here, as it seems when we are alone together, we keep falling into bed and having sex.”

“And what is wrong with that? Haven’t you enjoyed having sex with me?” Sarah questioned.

“You know I have, but we do need to talk. After I pop in here, we should stroll down the beach and find a bench to sit on and have a little chat about what we want in the future from this new relationship.”

Liz went into a tobacconist shop while Sarah waited outside. A few minutes later, Liz reappeared, carrying a brown paper bag with several packets of her favourite brand of cigarettes in it.

She gave a couple of them to Sarah, reminding her not to smoke them all at once, as they are addictive and not healthy, even if I do think that it is sexy watching you smoke.

Sarah laughed, but she knew that Liz was right on all accounts.

Surprisingly, Liz then gave her blonde girlfriend a cigarette lighter with Elizabeth engraved on the side of it. Sarah looked up, slightly stunned at receiving the gift. It might not have been the most expensive model, but it was not a cheap one either, and it had Liz’s name on it.

Almost on impulse, she then did something she had never done before in public. She kissed Liz and whispered, “Thank you.”

The kiss had almost caught Liz by surprise, though she was pleased to receive it. However, she couldn’t help but grin when she realised Sarah was blushing, and her eyes were checking to see if anyone had noticed.

Liz chuckled, “If I’m always going to get that reaction, I might have to go back in and buy another lighter. Someone might even watch when you kiss me for the second time!”

Sarah just smiled back, as she realised that Liz had only been teasing.

“Come on, let's walk down the beach, and if we find somewhere a little sheltered, we can sit down and talk; you might even want to try out your new lighter,” Liz suggested.

The two women strolled along the seafront promenade, passing the small pier where the pebble beach gave way to water. As they walked further and out of town, the few people who were also taking the sea air gradually thinned and then faded from view.

Sarah started to relax.

Smiling to herself, Liz put her arm around her young girlfriend, pulling her close, and then dropped her hand until it rested on Sarah’s tight bottom. She just left it there, waiting for her girlfriend to remove it, but it never happened, though Liz sensed her hand's presence was both welcome and worrying for Sarah.

With the end of the beach getting closer, Liz suggested that they should make their way up the low cliff path to an empty shelter that rested on a small overgrown plateau, the main cliff rising just behind it. When they got there, they saw it had a four-person bench seat built into it, giving excellent views along the beach where they had just walked.

“This place is private, as the path stops here, and we can see anyone coming this way,” Liz noted and then pointed to the beach they had just walked along.

"The shelter also needs a fresh coat of paint, and even the bushes need pruning," Sarah suggested, thinking at least they give a little more cover and they were now out of the wind.

She sat down on the bench next to Liz, and they both took in the view.

“This is a wonderful spot,” Sarah suggested before adding, “I guess it's time for us to talk, as you need to know if I desire to take this relationship further. You have made it clear to me that you want to.”

“Yes, I do.”

Liz pulled a cigarette from a Moore packet and then offered one to Sarah, which she took.

“Thank you for the lighter, Liz,” Sarah remarked and then used it to light both their cigarettes.

“Don’t I get another kiss?” Liz asked, jokingly puckering her lips towards the younger woman. Who obliged, giggling at the older woman’s action, as it was so similar to what her boyfriend sometimes did.

Sarah was now feeling completely relaxed that they were on their own and snuggled up to her older girlfriend, though, as was her way, she continued to check to see if anyone was approaching.

The sun was now beginning to descend, and it wouldn’t be long before a chill would start to form in the air. They were high enough to give a wonderful view of the now-distant promenade and town, yet far enough back from the low cliff edge so they wouldn’t be seen by anyone walking on the beach below. It felt like they were in a little world of their own.

“Liz, do you really find me sexy when I smoke?”

Sarah exhaled and watched the smoke as it caught the gentle breeze.

“Very… I can’t help it; even now, you’re turning me on.”

“Really!” Sarah was surprised; she was just smoking. Yet, the idea that she could arouse her older girlfriend with that simple action intrigued her… and also aroused her.

Liz took Sarah’s slightly reluctant hand and guided it down the front of her jeans.

“See.”

Sarah was astonished at just how damp Liz was, and even though they were in public, she couldn’t help sliding her finger into the older woman’s pussy. She then brought her finger up to her mouth and tasted Liz. As she did, it brought new sexually charged tingles to her already aroused pussy.

“Alright, I’ll tell you how I feel,” Sarah warmly stated.

“Go on.”

“I do want to carry on seeing you, Liz. However, I feel we need to go through a few things. You have made it clear that you want me to fuck your husband, which I am happy to do even without a condom. However, it will only happen if my boyfriend, David, agrees to it. I am not cheating on him!”

Sarah was remembering back to a time before David when she had readily slept with a married man who had been cheating on his wife. She had learned from that experience, and she wasn't willing to go there again.

“Agreed,” Liz eagerly replied as she continued to watch Sarah smoke.

"However, I believe David is unlikely to consent, especially if you don't sleep with him."

“We have to see on that. Remember, you promised to work on David; get him to agree... I like to keep my husband involved.”

“I know that, Liz, but I want my boyfriend involved too.”

“I know Sarah… But I want you to understand that being here with you is my release from life's pressures—motherhood, marriage, and, most importantly, work expectations. Travelling and attending meetings every week can drain you.”

“Don’t you have a girlfriend in every port?”

“That might be true, but I am ready for a change. I would like once again to be with someone a little more permanently, just like I was with Daisy. As I said earlier, I want us to be close friends in a casual sexual relationship, which will occasionally include my husband.”

Liz paused and pulled Sarah close, briefly kissing her and then whispering. “Maybe I'm getting ahead of myself, but I could sometimes fly you out to be with me. We could see places together like Rome, Paris, and Madrid.”

Sarah sat back and thought about it, but the only thing she was certain of was that she was enjoying this menthol cigarette far too much.

With no one coming their way down the beach, Sarah allowed herself to settle back into the older married woman, Liz’s arm coming around her. Then, almost absentmindedly, the older woman's hand slid between the buttons of Sarah’s thick winter jacket and into her blouse. She knew, as previously instructed, that Sarah was not wearing a bra.

“I admit that does sound enticing, Liz,” Sarah sighed. “But I might be travelling a bit myself next year, as I have just applied for a position at GEL International. I am hoping to hear soon if I have got it.”

Liz had heard of the company and wished Sarah the best of luck in getting the prospective job. She also suggested that if there was anything she could do to help Sarah in the future with work, to let her know.

As she spoke, her right hand cupped her girlfriend’s left breast and slowly caressed it. Her final words were, “You do have beautiful, firm breasts.”

Sarah giggled, enjoying both the touch and the appreciative comment, then carefully said. “Maybe this is the right moment for me to tell you a little about myself, especially if we are going to take our relationship further.”

Liz glanced down towards the sea and said, “There is still no one at this end of the beach. So while you are telling me, my hand will continue to enjoy exploring your body.”

Sarah double-checked the beach and then, satisfied, moved one leg onto the bench and lay across her girlfriend's lap.

“I am enjoying your touch, Liz, but stop if you see anyone walking this way.”

“Oh, I will, as I would rather not be caught either.”

There was another longer, deeper kiss between the two women as Liz’s fingers started to seek her young blonde girlfriend’s nipple. They both knew how sensitive they were.

Liz hadn’t mentioned it, but this was another test for Sarah. She wanted to push her girlfriend a little more by sexually touching her while in a public setting.

“I do want a sexual relationship with you, Liz. However, I think it is time I tell you a little about me, though I am not going to share all, as some of it is just too personal. Only David and my two best friends, Lisa and Clare, know all my history…”

With those words, Sarah told Liz that she had always been attracted to other women but lived in a village where that sort of thing never happened. Her first proper kiss was with her best friend on her sixteenth birthday, though that never went any further than a kiss, as her friend started dating boys.

Then, only a few days later, an older man seduced her, leading to an eighteen-month affair. That surprised Liz, but she would have been even more shocked if Sarah had gone into details. There was no mention of her brief pregnancy, miscarriage, and subsequent depression; those experiences were too personal.

Sarah explained about David and that he had a second girlfriend, Clare. That new piece of information also surprised Liz. Her young blonde girlfriend went on to describe how Clare went down on her last August, and that action rekindled her long-suppressed desire to have sex with other women.

Then, after chatting with David and gaining confidence with his approval, she experimented during a holiday in Crete with an older, experienced woman called Ashley. It was only then that she confirmed to herself that she was indeed bisexual. Sarah never brought up Don or any of the other events that had happened on the island, as she wanted them to remain her secret.

As her girlfriend spoke, Liz’s fingers were busy, too, having found Sarah’s left nipple. There they slowly started to circle it, sending tiny waves of sensual pleasure down to Sarah’s increasingly wet pussy.

Liz’s other fingers were also active, having discreetly undone all the other buttons on the younger woman’s jacket. She was hoping that it wouldn’t be long before she had Sarah’s breasts out and was sucking on her nipples.

Sarah continued… "Upon our return from holiday, I wanted to further explore my bisexuality, though I did start having regular sex with Clare.”

“Clare’s not your type?”

“She has got her issues, Liz. Let’s just say we are no strangers to threesomes.”

This was yet another intriguing comment that once again caught the older lady off guard. Liz was beginning to understand that Sarah possessed more than just stunning good looks. She was bright, and there was a depth to her personality. Importantly, despite her young age, she had gained a wealth of sexual experience, and that fascinated her.

“So, David purchased the adult contact magazine, and together, we responded to your advertisement.

That's my story. But to clarify, I am a village girl who has always been sexually attracted to other women. However, I have spent most of my life suppressing that sexual urge, and it is only now that I admit privately to being bisexual.

So, back home, no one knows that I like to regularly sleep with other women, except a very few close friends and my supportive boyfriend, and I like to keep it that way!”

“I understand, Sarah. I keep my bisexuality away from my work colleagues, though that has more to do with my career. They know that I am married, but that doesn’t stop me from using my body to advance my career. If you get your job, maybe it is something I can advise you on.”

Liz’s mouth came down on Sarah’s, and they once again kissed deeply. As they did so, the older lady’s fingers started to openly undo her girlfriend’s blouse buttons.

“What are you doing, Liz?”

“Come on, Sarah, I want to see your beautiful tits; surely you've been topless on a beach before.”

“Yes, I have, but not in the UK, and never in December!”

“Just show me quickly,” Liz insisted.

Sarah thought about it.

“Come on, I want to see them,” Liz persisted.

Sarah relented. She quickly glanced around and then looked down and along the beach. Satisfied with not having seen anyone, she opened her jacket and blouse. With a smile, her two voluptuous D-cup breasts bounced into view, their nipples erect.

She just stood there until little goosebumps started to appear, and then Sarah closed her jacket, though Liz noticed she didn’t bother to button it back up.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“Liz, was that a test?” Sarah enquired, realising that her older girlfriend was playing a game.

“Maybe a little one… But I am going to say, if David had asked you the same question, would you have hesitated quite so much before getting your beautiful breasts out?”

“Liz, that is different, but I would have still checked that there was no one around.”

“I think you only hesitated because I am a woman.”

Maybe, but David is my boyfriend, so I'll do things for him that I wouldn't for other sexual partners.”

Liz knowingly smiled. “Let me ask you another question: have you been fingered in public?”

“Of course I have!”

Sarah straight away thought of David but then realised that Jerry had done that to her many times, and then there was Don and even Kurt.

“Fingered by a girl in a public place?” Liz then added.

Sarah realised she had only been fingered by men in a public setting and chose not to answer her girlfriend's question. Instead, she quietly asked one herself.

“Is that what you want to do to me?”

“Yes, and ask you a few questions, but have you?”

“No, I don’t think so.”

Sarah knew that there had been many times in public when she had privately wished for another girl to touch her in that way, but it had never happened. She sat up, suddenly feeling nervous. Her eyes were once again drawn to the deserted beach below.

Liz understood. She was again pushing Sarah to be honest about her sexuality, to embrace it… to be true to herself.

Understanding, the older woman passed Sarah another cigarette, which she took without thinking, then fiddled with it in her hand as she decided.

Sarah was unsure and mumbled, “I can’t, Liz.”

“Yes, you can.”

“I'll have one later.” Sarah handed the cigarette back and then requested, “Keep a lookout, as I can’t see down the beach from down there.”

She then lay across Liz’s lap, just like she had been before, one leg lying along the bench, the other on the floor.

Liz inwardly chuckled as she realised her girlfriend had been talking about smoking, not, as she thought, about being fingered in public by another woman.

“This feels naughty,” Sarah whispered as she looked upwards at her older girlfriend and then let go of her jacket, her two breasts coming partially into view.

Liz checked along the beach; there was no one in sight, and she told Sarah just that before her mouth came down on her girlfriend's. This time, with some real affection and plenty of lust as her tongue forced itself into the younger woman’s mouth.

Breaking apart, Liz's hand went down to Sarah’s breasts, and she made sure they were uncovered. She then briefly took each nipple into her mouth and sucked on them. It was something she had wanted to do ever since they had sat down. Being a breast girl, Liz couldn’t get enough of Sarah’s voluptuous boobs; they were perfect. After her blue eyes, Sarah's large tits were among the first things Liz noticed about her sexy body.

Sarah lay there, watching Liz suck and lick her exposed nipples, and as she did so, she felt a wave of sexual pleasure straight down to her pussy. Then, the cool afternoon air fanned over each nipple as Liz released them, adding to the eroticism and the desire her blonde girlfriend was already feeling for the older woman.

“Sarah, as I have said so many times, you are beautiful, and I am grateful that we met. Now relax and enjoy, as it is unlikely anyone would walk down to this end of the beach… And remember, you must answer my questions.”

Liz’s fingers were already working their magic on Sarah’s skin, touching it and then gently gliding across its surface, sharpening her girlfriend’s senses. They travelled downwards, brushing the younger woman’s flat stomach. As they did, they delivered waves of energised energy to Sarah’s wet pussy.

Then, while looking into her girlfriend’s deep blue eyes, Liz smiled and undid Sarah’s jeans waist button before carefully lowering her zip, knowing she wasn’t wearing any panties. With a small bit of help from Sarah, she eased the jeans down a little, giving her hand the freedom to play between the younger girl's legs.

Sarah just lay there, on edge, her legs open and her body ready to react to Liz’s every contact. Her nipples were cold and erect, craving a sensual touch. Yet, to Sarah, they felt like two aerials, poking into the air, telling the world that she was there topless and lying on the bench. She knew that if anyone appeared, it would have been obvious what the two women were doing.

“Is there anyone coming this way?” Sarah questioned; she was still worried.

Liz checked. “Absolutely no one is on the beach or promenade, so just enjoy.”

Sarah visibly relaxed and then almost sighed as she felt Liz’s fingers slowly creep over her bald mound. They then paused and circled, gently feeling her smooth skin. Liz thought that this was so different from her pubic area, which was covered in a thick, lightly trimmed bush of hair.

“My first question is, how long have you been fully shaved, and why did you do it?"

“That’s two questions,” Sarah giggled, and then she gasped as Liz pushed a finger into her sex.

“I think it suits you, as it makes you look innocent, but now you need to answer me.”

Liz started to earnestly finger-fuck her girlfriend. “Now answer the question, my bitch.”

Those last two words stunned Sarah, yet her body just reacted to them. She seemed to have no control over her body movements, her hands now on her tits, playing with her nipples.

Sarah didn’t want to answer, but the words just seemed to slip out. "I did it last summer for a photo shoot." I don't understand why I didn’t do it when I was younger, as I never had much pubic hair.”

Liz slowed her motion but pushed two more fingers into Sarah’s sodden cunt.

She then stated, “You have done some nude modelling before; that's intriguing and explains why you were rather relaxed naked in front of the camera. You need to tell me more about it.”

Liz’s three fingers expertly worked Sarah’s wet pussy, and as she did so, she would sporadically check that there wasn’t anyone walking their way.

Sarah didn't want to divulge any more, but she found herself telling Liz about how she joined Clare’s modelling shoot – how they posed naked and improvised having lesbian sex together.

She finished by saying, “That was just before Clare and I had sex for the first time—now, Liz, let me cum.”

Liz was keen to know more but knew that there was a real risk of being caught with her hand down the front of Sarah’s jeans. She had a job and family to think about.

It was time for Sarah to cum.

Liz, drawing on her extensive experience with other women, inserted all four fingers into Sarah's growing desire. She knew her girlfriend was close, Liz’s hand now slowly moving in and out, stretching her girlfriend’s dripping cunt, her thumb poised.

Sarah’s earlier, light, pleasurable murmurings were now gentle cries; she needed her release.

Liz similarly rotated her hand to what her young girlfriend had done to her earlier in the day, looking for Sarah's G-spot and adding a little pressure to make her cum. Then with all four of her fingers, she fucked her engorged, sloshing pussy until Sarah cried out as she experienced the much-needed release, gushing all over her jeans.

Liz carefully removed her hand from her panting girlfriend’s pussy and then kissed her before offering her fingers to clean.

“Do I have to?”

“Yes.”

“Am I really your bitch?”

Liz chuckled and warmly said, "Absolutely. Now lick them.”

Sarah opened her mouth and willingly sucked her essence off each finger, making sure it was clean.

While both ladies knew that Sarah liked the taste of pussy, they also knew that it was not that which was truly exciting her. There was something else driving it, and that was the thrill that came with having her natural submissive boundaries pushed by the older woman.

Pulling her jeans up, Sarah realised just how wet they were and couldn’t help remarking that it looked like she had just pissed herself; their crotch was rather damp.

“Maybe next time you need to take your jeans off fully,” Liz suggested.

Sarah giggled at the idea, even with the coldness of the wet jeans material now penetrating her chilled body.

Liz lit two cigarettes and then passed one of them to Sarah. The two ladies sat there, cuddling and watching the sun setting over the sea. It now felt like they were the only ones left in town.

“Where has everyone gone?” Sarah enquired, not seeing anyone on the beach, pier, or promenade beyond it.

“They all left for home now your show is over,” Liz teased.

“Yeah, right!” Sarah giggled before the thought of what she had just done sent a cold shiver down her back.

“Well, you will never know. Sarah, when I was your age, I thought I was a lesbian. Have you ever wondered?”

Sarah took a long drag of her cigarette as she considered the question.

“Liz, there is more than one answer to your question.”

“Go on.”

“The straightforward answer is yes, I have wondered if I am. But, like you, Liz, it is just not as simple as that. There are many things that I am not sure about, lots of maybes, if you like, as well as future possibilities to consider, so I have no definitive answer for you.

However, what I can say for certain is that I am truly happy being with David and that I love him. I am also thankful that he loves me and, importantly, that he lets me see other ladies to explore my bisexual side.”

“So, does that mean you want to carry on seeing me and dating, which, of course, means at some point sleeping with my husband?”

“As we have already discussed, I like that, but David will have a say, and I will be sleeping with Clare and maybe other women.”

Liz smiled and leaned across and kissed Sarah, sealing their agreement.

With their cigarettes extinguished and the sun rapidly showing signs of setting, Liz suggested that it was time for them to return to town.

On their way back, Sarah was pleased to cuddle her older girlfriend as they both put their arms around one another. The scene was so different from how they had walked earlier along the beach. Then, the younger woman had been on edge, worried about what people thought when they saw two ladies romantically holding hands.

But now she felt different. The residing warmth of her orgasm, coupled with the coldness of the damp crotch of her jeans, was now reminding her of what had just happened in the beach shelter. Liz had something about her, and Sarah knew that she was drawn to the attractive older woman.

As they got back into town, Sarah asked, “I’m famished; what time is the table booked for?”

“I’m not sure you need to book a table for McDonald's,” Liz retorted, with a knowing smile.

“Aren’t you going to wine and dine me?”

“I thought youngsters preferred McDonald's; it is only a ten-minute walk from here.”

Sarah stopped walking and looked at Liz as she stood next to her.

“I thought this was a date; don’t you know a girl needs to be wined and dined to get her into bed?”

Liz raised an eyebrow and knowingly said, “I am not sure in your case that is true… But as I didn’t want to take any chances, it is lucky then that I have booked a table for two at the Velvet Lounge Hotel for six-thirty.”

Sarah squealed and then impulsively kissed Liz right on the lips; it was the second time she had done that in town.

However, unlike the first time, this one drew the eyes of the passing crowd of Christmas shoppers.

Author's Note: All characters engaged in sexual acts are 18+ ©2025 wxt55uk. This story may not be reproduced in any manner without the express permission of the author.