Gearing Up For Christmas.

Which means a shedload of background work. Cellars need to be over stocked, since we get a lot of snow here and I won’t risk deliveries not getting through. The hotel is looking particularly good….smells good too with pine cones in the open fire. Downstairs,  the cellars are getting rammed with beer kegs wine and spirits, and a new girl, Amy seems to have taken this area on. 

Amy is tattooed, had close cropped hair to the sides of her head and a scalp tattoo that extends down her neck. She’s 24 and taller than me, but then who isnt? Oh yes….and she’s gay to her fingertips. I noticed when there was ‘accidental’ body contact…brushing against me when she didn’t really need to, and pushing her b cups in my direction. I have a rule (which honestly, I do try to keep) of not fucking the staff. Amy, however, is only here til January. 

As we worked down there, her chatter became more sexual. That in itself is nothing new. Girls talk about periods and sex quite openly. Amy was dealing with empty beer kegs and my, there’s some strength in her! 

During a break, she perched herself  on one in a very indelicate way…I could see between her legs up her uniform dress. Purple panties, and a distinct dark patch. Oh dear. And she caught me looking. I couldn’t hide it or excuse it. I was…well…copping a look! Miss Brain was dancing around asking me how she might smell or taste and wondering if she is a squirter , and all the other obscenities she asks me when I see something sexual, 

“Yep. Wet as fuck.” Oh. Well.. yes. “I always get wet when I’m being physical….and when I fancy the fuck out of who im working with.” Did I actually blush? I felt my cheeks get hot so I guess I must have. “I’ve wanked over you, you know.” Oh my! She slithered off her beer barrel and walked towards me. Usually, it’s me making the running but I admit, I was finding this breathtakingly arousing. She had no deference to me as the business owner and therefore her employer. As she crossed the floor she unzipped her uniform which fell to the floor. No bra. And hairy armpits too. As she tugged her panties down I saw a simply immense bush of wild, unkempt pubic hair. And her scent…..ohhh fuck…her scent. Strong female sweat, concentrated by the hair, and her vaginal scent was equally prevalent. 

I fell to my knees and just buried my face in all that hair and inhaled deeply. To be perfectly honest, it was very strong…almost but not quite dirty. Girl sweat….that special girl sweat that only comes between a girl’s thighs. Oceans of cunt wetness, both fresh and not so fresh, and that highly arousing pee scent. She tasted heavenly. I licked at her clit while she wound her hand in my hair pulling me close. “Oh fuck yeah….suck it, bitch. Suck my fucking cunt.” 

I’d pulled on a uniform dress too because I knew I’d be getting dirty down here….just not this kind of dirty. Amy spread her legs slightly and bent her knees outwards and began grinding her crotch against me. I reached up and pushed a finger into her bum hole. “Oh yeah…you dirty cunt. I thought your like some shit hole play.” I felt those delightful pre-contractions that herald an approaching orgasm and then with a deep, guttural grunt she came on my face….and squirted heavily. 

Pausing only to utter what sounded like a heartfelt “Fuck, I needed that” she grabbed me and pulled me upstanding. Then she simply jammed her hand down my panties. “I bet no-one’s made you cum like this since you were at school eh? A dirty little schoolgirl being fingered by her boyfriend outdoors somewhere.” (In a flint barn, actually, but keep going.) “or another girl, I suppose. Shit, you’re fucking soaked.” I felt two fingers become three. Honestly, it was a bit u comfortable and she was being very rough with me. No delicate ‘come here’ movement of one finger against my g-spot. This was three fingers, actually hurting, but in a good way, and pounding my g-spot. 

“Oh….fuck…you’re going to make me…”

“Cum? Piss yourself? Fucking do it then! And when you have, you’re going to lick my arsehole out.” 

And that did it. I simply don’t have the words to describe the savagery of that orgasm. It was brutal….and long lasting. The next thing I knew I was kneeling behind her I in pee-soaked undies, with my long tongue as far up her arse as I could get it while she frigged herself off. 

Finally she licked me out, but not before looking at my smooth, hairless vulva and remarking disdainfully “Huh! I looked like that when I was 12.” She licked me expertly and fingered my bum but far more gently than she had fingered my cunt.

You know, the whole exchange lasted less than 20 minutes! It was primal, savage, brutal. I’ve had rough sex before, but this almost, almost felt like consensual rape. I realised I want more of her before she leaves. I want more of her sweaty scent. More of her matted cunt hairs. 

Dani is coming with me on my next visit here. One thing I can guarantee. Dani has never had rough lesbian sex quite like this before….certainly not with a girl who might, almost, be described as ‘smelly’.