An Adriatic Tale
*** As this story has adult themes you should be over 18 to read it.
A very wet and disoriented Anna Stokes awoke to the sounds of waves in her
ear. She gingerly opened one eye to see where she was, only to find that she was
stretched out on a deserted beach a long way from Venice and the Italian coast
that she loved so much. The pain in her head receded and she tried to remember
what had happened to her on her friends yacht as it left the Marina de Alberta
for Dubrovnik.
She slowly recalled a sudden storm, a rush to abandon ship, being hit by some
rigging as the mast capsized and then …….nothing.
Her yachting gear was almost beyond repair, and her canvas shoes were sodden.
But her body was not too sore and all her limbs were fine. She stretched out,
just to make sure. She checked her small waterproof pouch containing her mobile
phone, lip balm and some credit cards and cash. Thankfully it was all O.K. but
for some reason the Nokia handset was not receiving a signal.
Having left the Italian marina, she could only assume she was washed up
somewhere in the Adriatic Sea. There did not appear to be any habitation nearby
so she assumed she was on a remote Island.
She decided she was a very lucky girl to be alive, so got up to explore her
surroundings as the early evening gave way to dusk. Having surveyed the
landscape she decided to walk up the nearest hill to get a better view of the
coastline. Something she recalled from her memory seemed to be familiar about
this place, but that confused her as she was sure she was never here before.
The trickle of a gentle stream nearby drew her into the landscape. With hands
cupped she tasted the water which was clear and refreshing. She bathed her face
and hair to remove any excess sand, and her nose was suddenly assailed with the
aroma of food cooking.
So she followed her nose.
She came to a cottage, with a beautiful garden filled with azaleas, and
rhododendrons. A white picket fence and a pretty lilac painted door was ajar so
she knocked on the letterbox to see if she could arouse the household, to no
avail.
The smell was so enticing that she was in the kitchen before she realized it.
Beautiful bread was cooling on a rack, and a skillet pan of the most succulent
paella she had ever smelled was simmering on a large iron stove. A large jug of
iced lemonade with three different sized beakers sat on the table, but she could
see no family photographs anywhere in the house.
She quickly ran up the stairs to find a toilet to do her business, and
noticed soft towels and fragrant soaps and shampoos. The bedroom nearest to her
was decorated in feminine colours and a silk dressing gown hung on the door. The
other room though larger was not so inviting.
Her curiosity about the kitchen quickly led her back downstairs.
There were three bowls set out on the table full to the brim with steaming hot
meals.
She tasted the first and largest of the bowls but the taste of chili was far too
strong.
She tasted the second and medium bowl but the spicy flavored sardine dish was
far too hot and oily on her tongue.
She tasted the contents of the third and smallest bowl comprising of a base of
delicious basmati rice with large prawns cooked in a savory butter sauce which
was just perfect. Her stomach growled and she soon realized she was famished
with hunger. One mouthful just wasnt enough of this tasty meal, and she
couldnt help but eat the entire bowlful.
The sound of merry singing and laughter led her to try to find somewhere to
hide, so she ran back upstairs to the bedrooms. The largest room had a somewhat
darker feel which she did not like at all and the second room though less
forbidding just had a put-me-up she disliked.
She was drawn to the first room she spotted and quickly hid under the duvet
cover of a large and soft bed. The scent on the pillows immediately lulled her
into an exhausted sleep. She dreamed once again of the girl whose scent was so
enticing, slowly coming closer to her. It was the same erotic dream that she had
been having a lot lately but couldnt recognize the face.
In the meantime three ladies entered their domain and immediately noticed
strange wet footprints in the lobby. They raised their eyebrows and the leader,
slightly taller and more angular than the other two woman, with the ability to
shape shift, signaled for silence. In fact all three ladies were shape shifters,
from a long Italian Mountain family line.
Because they felt threatened, they all quickly assumed their animal
characteristics and shuffled towards their lunch.
But first of all, they checked all their valuables which were intact. They
breathed a collective sigh of relief when they found their wallets still had
their somewhat limited and hard worked for funds.
They went into the kitchen to survey their supper, and decided it was safe to
resume their human forms once more. The change back left them feeling a little
lethargic, but still hungry after their walk to the stream for fresh water. They
began to tuck into their own bowls. The largest and fiercest of the ladies (the
butch one) immediately noticed that her favorite spoon had been moved. The
second lady somewhat timidly held on tightly to her partner Adelina, spotted
that her bowl had been moved slightly, while the third, barely more than a girl,
whimpered when she saw that the meal she had so lovingly prepared had all been
eaten.
Someone has eaten all of my supper She cried in horror.
Her two Aunts, Adelina and Delphina drew Livia Orso into a gentle hug, as
Adelina firmly replied: – We will see who has done this. Its obvious that the
culprit has not left the house
She once again shape shifted before she used her enhanced sense of smell to lead
her to the culprits hide out. For such a large animal she was extremely light
on her feet and knew how to climb the stairs without making a sound even with
her large hairy paws.
She moved into Livias room on all fours before gently moving the duvet cover
away to see who was hiding. She immediately spotted a head of blond hair, lovely
figure and pretty freckly nose of a sleeping beauty with long eyelashes. She
quickly left the room, entranced at the opportunity she could see for her niece.
Perhaps Livia would how have the happiness of lesbian love that she shared with
her Delphina.
She deftly went back downstairs and shape shifted back to her female form.
We have nothing to fear, we have just taken in a poor shipwrecked beauty of
a girl. I am sure its the girl that has been haunting our Livias dreams
lately. You know, the one we saw on the TV news broadcast yesterday. Livia, you
must go up to her and see for yourself. We will wait in our room
Livia skipped across the floor and silently crept into her room, just as her
guest was awakening. She was immediately entranced by the beauty of the girl in
her bed.
There was no mistake; it was her, her dream girl. This dream girl kissed her
senseless each night before drifting away before …things got out of hand.
All of her longing took over and she unhesitatingly got into bed beside her
dream love.
You have come into our house. The Adriatic gods have brought you to me. I have
dreamed of you and now you are here in my arms. You have eaten all of my supper
my love. In return you must pay my toll. I want a kiss, right now!
Anna immediately knew where she was and who she was with. Her reflexes were
catlike. She pounced on this sprite of a girl to make sure she couldnt get
away, before slowly kissing her into tremors. Livia didnt hold back as her
reactions to Annas body took over all of her senses. The tingles on her lips
became a sweet agony of passion for them both which left them breathless. Their
bodies greedily moved together as they quickly undressed. Their nipples hardened
as they moved together. They both knew that they were so wet for each other.
As their pussies touched for the first time, the shock of this intimate touch
led the sailor girl to say:-
I am Anna, and I am….all yours
I am Livia, and I have waited for you for so long. I have dreamed of you, here
in this bed. I am happy you are here. Please love me. Right Now.
Anna wrapped her leg around Livia to intensify the body contact. Their
nipples were tender from their ardent touching, and their fingers magically
found the epicentre of their passion. Fingers probed and lips licked. Their
touches quickly became enflamed. The bed creaked, at first very slowly, until
they found their own rhythm, and then more boisterously as they sped to their
nirvana.
Their orgasms came almost instantaneously and didnt stop, just as their
dreams had promised.
As they slowly calmed, Livia hummed a favorite old Elvis song to her Anna.
O let me be…. your teddy bear
