After the Holiday – part 4
by Aristocatch

I was quite sore after the fight with Maria (see part 3), though it soon wore off. The third 'battle of the breasts' fight with Julie never took place as she stopped going to the club, to pursue her wrestling career, and it seemed natural for me to stop as well. I had enjoyed what wrestling I had done, and I had no intention of stopping permanently, it was just that there was nothing immediately arranged, except the forthcoming visit of Suvi.

Her plans were well advanced and she was due to come and spend the last couple of nights with me, before flying back after visiting her uncle. I wanted to show her around, but it was also too good a chance to miss for some wrestling, and that needed planning. Some ideas had been discussed by email, and I knew that she was quite keen to do some more serious wrestling. My flat was too small for anything like that, so I also had to find a venue. In the end Maria came to my rescue as she rang up one day trying to persuade me to let her practise a different style of wrestling with me. One good turn deserves another and in return for her help organising things with Suvi, I agreed to doing what she wanted me to.

I actually saw more of Suvi than expected as she rang while she was at her uncle's to invite me to make up a foursome at tennis with them, and they in turn invited me to eat with them after. There was no chance of any fighting that day, but Suvi and her enthusiasm encouraged me in my idea that what I had planned would go down well.

She arrived at my house on a Thursday morning and we spent the day sightseeing and shopping. After eating in the evening in my flat she helped me to clear the bed out of my bedroom, which left us just enough room. On the floor I laid a tarpaulin which I had bought a few days before and then we inflated a paddling pool, which wasn't much smaller than the tarpaulin. From my bathroom I brought two bottles of baby oil. While we were preparing this we discussed the rules – which were actually very simple. This was not to be the night when she got to try out some more serious wrestling!

Suvi was more practical than I, insisting we lay towels on the floor from my bedroom to the bathroom to make sure we could clean ourselves without dripping oil throughout my house.

Wearing just our bikinis we climbed into the paddling pool and began pouring oil on each other and into the pool, being very generous with the quantity. I hadn't had sex with anyone, man or woman since my holiday, even though I had been naked and in the showers with other women at the club, I could feel the excitement coursing through my veins, and I hoped that what I had planned would push it to its greatest limits. We weren't about to have sex now – well not in any conventional way, but I had no doubt that we would become very sexcited, and Suvi's attitude while I explained to her what I had planned suggested that I had found a way to give us an excuse to repeat our experiences during my holiday within the spirit of competition which had characterised what we had enjoyed.

I had set a simple rule – no fingers to be used between our legs. The objective was simple; to create the greatest possible stimulation to the other.

Before we had finished covering ourselves in oil, Suvi had objected to 'spoiling' our bikini tops with oil stains. It sounded a feeble excuse and anyway, removing them with hands which were covered in oil left them covered in oily marks. However I wasn't about to complain and my white breasts were soon visible. To my surprise I saw that Suvi had copied my example. Even though her natural suntanned body colour was lighter than mine, there was a difference between the breast colour and the rest of the body. This also showed that she had been using a fairly small bikini top.

Even the feeling of her fingers as she helped oil onto my back was electric. There was no doubt that contact with Suvi excited me in a way that contact with Julie, Maria or anyone else didn't. I didn't feel romantically attached to her, but I certainly did feel sexually aroused by her.

Once dripping oil, we put the bottles aside and faced each other on our knees, wearing just our bikini bottoms. Our skin shone under the electric lighting and our nipples proved that we were both stimulated just by the idea of what we were going to do.

Our bodies slid over each other as, initially, we struggled for top position. There was even a little wrestling, though the amount of oil we had used made maintaining a hold impossible. I don't believe that, as a rule, I have a particularly sensitive body, but every time our nipples touched this gorgeous wave of pleasure invaded my body.

It didn't take long before Suvi suggested that our bikini bottoms were hampering our match. They were quickly removed and for a short while we each tried to rub some part of our body between the other's legs. Then we made the mutual discovery that it was actually much more fulfilling to rub our sex against some part of the other's body.

The rules of the match mysteriously changed. All of a sudden it seemed to be about stimulating oneself rather more than stimulating the other. Whoever got on top would slide her body up or down the other. If she could raise herself up a bit she could slide her pussy back and forth along the other's leg. The top position was mostly about controlling one's own sensations and I can tell you that the sensations were extreme.

We weren't totally self centred. By accident Suvi discovered that a hard erect nipple can be used to great effect on a pussy and especially on a roused clitoris. Having rubbed hers against my nipple she reversed her position and used her breast between my legs, teasing my clit and acting like a small penis. Her exposed sex was in my full view and how I regretted that the rules stipulated no hand contact.

Once she'd rubbed her nipple on my clit she invited me to exchange positions which I did with great pleasure for me and, by the sound of the noises she was making, to Suvi as well.

Sliding back into a face to face position our pussies came into contact – strangely for the first time since we had started. I deliberately rubbed mine against hers with our clits rubbing together from time to time. Prior to Suvi's visit I had deliberately removed my pubic hairs and was to delighted to find that she had done the same. This maximised the contact between our oil-drenched sexes, and heightened the stimulation.

Suvi turned me over onto my back and took the top position, effectively repeating what I had been doing, except that now it was she who was controlling things. There were certainly advantages in being on the top position and so after soaking in the extreme pleasure for a few moments, I wrestled her off.

I wanted to lower the sexual tension in my body for a while, and so I merely slid up and down her body, though not for long as she wrestled back the top position, there to shamelessly rub her sex against my thigh. I rolled her off and tried to rub our breasts together, but she fought back. It sunk in then that she was approaching a kind of climax. Fight or no fight it would have been churlish to deprive her of such pleasure and so I reduced my resistance, allowing her to rub herself freely against my leg and, as the length of her movements increased once there was no resistance impeding them, against my sex.

Her breathing suggested that she had reached a climax, but this didn't seem to change her movements.

Time ceased to exist. I know that sounds clichéd, but we continued rubbing our bodies together for an undefined duration, producing sensations that were, frankly, extraordinary. But all good things have to come to an end and so we eventually ceased our sliding movements and lay still. But not for long.

Telling me not to move Suvi put one foot out of our oil pool, and took something out of a bag that she had placed on the floor. Saying that it was now her turn to choose our activity she showed me what it was, adding that it was something she had never used before and that now seemed the ideal time to start. The something was a double-ended flexible dildo.

She rolled the dildo in the oil on the floor of the pool, and dolloped handfuls of the oil on my sex. This was the first time since we had started that there had been hand to sex contact, and the sensation felt good. So good that I dolloped oil on her as well. Then she gently inserted one end of the dildo in me. It slid in very easily, but even so she was very gentle and took her time moving it slowly backwards and forwards until there was sufficient in me to hold it in place.

The other end she inserted within herself. Initially there was quite a length visible between our two bodies. Suvi proposed that we have a fight, using the muscles that control our pussies to see who could force the remaining length inside the other. The oil and our previous activity put paid to that idea however, as we could not contract the muscles enough to overcome the slippery effect of all that oil and the fact that we were both highly open and still aroused.

Within seconds the remaining length had disappeared and our hairless pussies came into contact.

We tried out various permutations, sitting up with our arms around each other, lying back, moving jointly, or trying to force against the other, not touching with our hands, fully using our hands. When we felt we needed a break we even tried turning over and going bottom to bottom. Having a solid object deep inside added sensations that merely rubbing together had not achieved and allowed us to explore our sexuality to the full.

We continued for so long, periodically adding oil, that we drained each other of energy. When we showered, much later, we showered as two friends, with no further intimate contact and we clambered into the same bed for a full night's sleep, free from sexual contact.