9: Zina and Zine

Eighth hour (14:25)

 Tita and everyone else stood up. Zina and Zine rushed Tita across the circle to Elena, who let Tita know she had about half hour before they would go to Aurelia’s villa. Tita thanked Elena profusely, and Zina and Zine giggled, pulling Tita away and taking her out of the meeting tent.

Tita wanted to wade in the river and cool off, even though she could see from Zina and Zine’s expressions that they wanted to enjoy her skin. Tita asked if they could all go to the river. Zine remarked they could go to the river for a short while to cool off and then go to the tent. Zina remarked it might be better to go to the tent first and afterwards go to the river to clean and freshen up.

Tita liked Zina’s idea, seeing how Zina and Zine’s eyes expressed desire. They giggled and quickly skipped, then laughed and held hands and ran down to Zina and Zine’s tent by the river. Tita realized she had not run in a long while and it felt good to feel her heart pumping and her body active. She felt giddy with joy and excitement, as she imagined being with her young lovers again.

No sooner they were inside the tent that Zina and Zine took off their sandals and tunics and started to disrobe Tita. Tita felt her blood boiling with desire, as she smelled the familiar scent of their cinnamon laced olive oil that perfumed their tent. Tita started quickly unlacing her sandal strings. Zine and Zina removed Tita’s shawl from her head and neck, then pulled her linen dress over her head and carefully folded her clothing and put it aside in a corner. As Tita removed her sandals at last, Zine undid the knots on Tita’s subligaculum while Zina undid the knots on Tita’s strophium to free her breasts.

At last they were naked, and they started with their customary ritual, which was to stand and look at each other while holding hands. It had been a ritual that Zina had first suggested the fourth night they were together, when they camped at Aricia, southeast of Rome. Tita saw Zina’s large brown eyes moisten a little from the joy of seeing Tita in her natural state. Tita saw Zine’s striking amber eyes darken with desire.

Though they were not sisters, Tita was struck by how similar they were in their overall appearance and in their styles and tastes. They were both slim and stood the same height. Both of their youthful bodies had gentle curves and hips. They both had long black hair and tender, uniformly dark tan skin that Tita loved to touch and caress because it was oilier than her dry skin.

The only strong physical differences were in their faces- Zine had a flatter, rounder nose and thicker lips, while Zina had a thin nose and lips. Zina had large dark brown eyes, while Zine had smaller amber eyes that were close together. Zine was slightly heavier than Zina, with slightly larger breasts and butt. Zina had thin, long fingers, hands and feet, while Zine’s hands and feet were shorter and wider. Zine could do extraordinary things with her toes, while Zina could not.

The other distinguishing feature were the scars on Zina’s back, which Tita did not want to further think about. Instead, Tita saw they both licked their lips. Zina asked Tita to do the dance step they had taught her, and she did, slowly turning around so they could see her back and butt. Then Tita turned to face them and Zina and Zine did their little rotating dance in their characteristic slow and sensual way that Tita loved.

To Tita’s surprise, they both unclasped their black hair and undid their braids to let their hair hang loosely down to their butts. Normally the pair kept their hair in braids wrapped around their heads in crowns or bows, so that their hair did not get wet with their olive oil. Only occasionally did Zina and Zine let their hair get wet with oil, for special dances or for treating their hair.

But Tita understood they were freeing their hair for her on this special occasion because they knew she loved to see their hair loose. They turned back around to face each other, smiling and holding hands again, Zina and Zine admiring Tita’s spotted skin and body.

Tita realized that Zina and Zine were both smaller and thinner than she or Elena. It struck her that she had not really noticed that before. Perhaps the difference was obvious now because Elena had accompanied her closely for the last hour and Tita and Elena were the same height. In fact, Tita realized that except for Hariti, Bana and Kushana, the other dancers were all a little shorter than she or Elena. Even so Tita loved Zina and Zine’s slender bodies, with their smaller breasts and butts, slim legs and firm muscles.

Zina squealed and threw up her hands, signaling the end of their mutual admiration ritual. Zine hopped to the corner of their tent to grab their jar of olive oil. Zine poured oil on her hands and started to quickly apply the oil on Tita’s legs. Zina did the same, applying the oil on Tita’s chest, and then on her own chest. As they did this they guided Tita down to the ground, arranging themselves on their soft animal hides, which Tita noticed were already humid with olive oil. She imagined what the pair had been doing before Tita and Elena had arrived, and the fantasy excited Tita considerably.

Tita noted how the smell of Zine and Zine’s cinnamon-laced olive oil filled the tent and displaced the smells of their sweat. Tita did not like the smell of her own sweat, but during the journey with the Bactrians, she had gotten accustomed to the smell of Zina and Zine’s sweat, especially since they often played at night after their dance performance.

Tita had noted Zine’s sweat was slightly more pungent than Zina’s sweat, but they both smelled very similar, and very different from Tita. Now Tita smelled the cinnamon in their olive oil. Zina and Zine tended to mix their olive oil with different spices, but they usually preferred adding cinnamon, mint and cardamom to give the olive oil a sweeter smell and taste. Tita dipped her fingers in the jar and licked them, enjoying the taste of their oil as she had done many times before.

Once they were situated on the hides, Zina and Zine caressed Tita’s skin more slowly, humming their usual tunes that Tita knew by heart. Tita hummed with them and poured olive oil on her hands to apply it on both of their bodies where she could.

Zina lied down on her back and guided Tita on top of her to embrace her, hug her and then passionately kiss her. Zine caressed, kissed and licked both of them, as was their usual routine. Tita felt so excited to be with them, she sensed she was already close to exploding. She felt their fingers and palms everywhere, delighting in their delicate, slow touching.

Zina whispered if they could touch Tita’s vagina as Zina caressed the inside of Tita’s thighs. Tita moaned with passion, but remembering what Elena had said earlier that they would practice the vagina later, Tita considered it for a moment and decided against it. Also because she was not quite sure about the details of virginity. Instead, Tita said she would use her own fingers to rub her vagina.

Zina kissed her and Tita felt Zine licking the back of her neck, running her tongue down Tita’s spine, then kissing and licking her butt, all of which made Tita moan and shudder uncontrollably. Tita felt their gentle hands and fingers on her back, buttocks, neck and legs. Their caressing was incredibly delicious, and the pleasure was quickly building up in her. Tita relished the sensations of their caressing and she rubbed her vagina more strongly, feeling an oncoming wave of pleasant tension.

After some moments, Tita exploded, her body spasming uncontrollably. Tita felt happy to release all the tension she had built up during the past two hours. She realized she had orgasmed very quickly. Normally she took much longer to orgasm, even more than Zine.

Zina and Zine giggled at Tita’s quick release, Zina whispering that Tita must have been hungry for them and that they liked that. Zina took Tita’s oiled hand and guided it to her own vagina, while Zine laid down next to Zina, took Tita’s other oiled hand and did the same.

Tita sat on her knees and hunched over, watching them with renewed excitement as Zine and Zina kissed and rubbed each other’s oiled bodies. Tita was excited to be able see them and stimulate both of their vaginas at the same time. It was a new position they had not done previously. Now Tita understood why Zine liked to watch and be able to stimulate both Zina and her.

The squelching sound of oiled skin being rubbed or caressed, mixed with Zina and Zine’s moans and groans excited Tita even more. She loved feeling the slippery wetness of her oiled hands on their skin. Tita had handled olive oil before in Gergovia for cooking a few times. But in this context, the sensations of the olive oil and its sounds and smells took on entirely new meaning.

Tita relished the sweeter smell of their olive oil. She loved how the oil felt thick and warm on her skin, how it slid with such viscosity on their skin. Zina and Zine had made her get addicted to the olive oil. Tita did not think she could ever taste olive oil without thinking about caressing with it and getting excited.

Tita continued fondling the vaginas of both girls. Zina writhed and gently moaned. She was already close to exploding. Zine also moved about but Tita knew from her movements that Zine had a little way to go yet before exploding. Tita saw Zina was getting very close and as Zina had taught her, Tita slowed down her fondling of Zina’s vagina and labia to very delicate touching, in order to delay Zina’s orgasm. It was a technique that Zina loved, and Tita enjoyed delaying her orgasm.

Tita stopped moving her fingers as she saw Zina tense a bit and then smile with a slight moan. Then Tita barely tickled Zina’s labia. Zina moaned again, gave out a few gasps, and Tita lightly slid the tips of her fingers on Zina’s spot and vagina. Zina shuddered and orgasmed with her characteristic soft yelp, which Tita found endearing.

Tita loved to see how Zina gently spasmed, yelped and smiled after each orgasm. Tita liked licking Zina’s vagina to let her orgasm a few times and hear her cute yelp each time. She also loved how Zina could orgasm many times without tiring, while Zine had to rest after one or two orgasms. But what Tita liked most was Zina’s sensitivity, how Tita could use the most delicate touches and caresses to control the timing of Zina’s orgasm. Once Tita had seen Zine delay Zina’s orgasm by more than a quarter of an hour, and she remembered Zina went crazy after that. She wanted to do the same to Zina.

Zine instead preferred feeling stimulation everywhere on her body and normally took longer to orgasm. Tita and Zina focused on Zine, with Zina caressing, kissing and licking Zine’s face and torso, while Tita focused on Zine’s toes, feet, legs, thighs and vagina. Zine breathed heavily and moved her toes, feet, legs and vagina in response to Tita’s delicate touching.

As Zina continued to kiss and lick Zine’s ears and neck, squeezing Zine’s breasts and nipples, Zine started moaning and gasping, her groans getting louder and louder. Her body continued to throb and writhe. Tita used both hands and all ten fingers to glide up Zine’s feet, legs, thighs and tickle and caress Zine’s vulva and labia. Zine strongly tensed with pleasure, arriving with her characteristic spasms.

Zine lay still for a moment, then begged them to continue. Zina kissed Zine deeply, and then turned to kiss Tita deeply. They both continued stimulating Zine for a while longer. Zina got excited and sat over Zine’s face, so Zine could lick Zina’s vagina. Zina pulled Tita towards her to kiss her again while fondling Tita’s breasts. Soon after, Zina orgasmed again in her short, intense way with her cute yelp.

She smiled at Tita and got off Zine’s face and sat next to Tita, so that they could both stimulate Zine’s body, vagina and thighs. Tita used her free hand to stimulate Zine’s toes, while Zina caressed Zine’s belly and breasts. Zine writhed and groaned, and after a short while, she orgasmed with a loud cry.

Zina and Zine turned their attention to Tita, but Tita sensed it would take her too long to orgasm again. She preferred to lie with them for a little bit and then go to the river. So the three of them lied down, Tita lying between Zina and Zine. They wrapped themselves around her as they often did. Tita loved to feel their slippery skin against hers, the warmth and heat of their bodies on hers, their legs and feet intertwined with hers. She loved their oily cocoon, as she had come to call it. It felt incredibly delicious and she wished they had more time to stay like this.

But Tita realized time was passing quickly and she did not want to keep Elena waiting. As Zine and Zina were murmuring to each other, Tita whispered to Zina they should go to the river to wash up. They all moaned and sighed with regret as they sat up, but Tita felt very happy and satisfied to have shared passionate pleasure with them. She felt it had been a perfect moment of sensuality and release after so much stimulation from them and from Elena’s questions earlier. And Tita saw from their smiles that Zina and Zine were also satisfied and happy.

When they stood up, Tita saw Zine and Zina’s long hair was slick and wet with oil. Their hair was stuck everywhere on their oiled skin. She found their messy look exciting and was tempted to kiss and caress their oily hair. But she did not want to delay further. Zine and Zina laughed at each other as they wiped the oily hair from their faces. They were not used to seeing their hair like that.

The three of them stepped out of the tent and walked naked to the river. Tita looked back towards the big tent, but she did not see Elena and was relieved. They had time left. At the river’s edge, the grass became mucky and their feet squelched in the cool mud. There were some stones, but not many, which made Tita happy since river stones were always tricky and uncomfortable. Tita noticed the ground was the same black brown mud and sand that characterized all the land near the volcano.

The cool water felt exceptionally wonderful. All three of them squealed with delight as they waded in and played with the river water, splashing each other and laughing. For a moment Tita felt like she was a little girl, playing with other children. She liked how the sand of the river bed felt below her feet.

They started washing each other of the olive oil on their skin and hair. Tita looked at Zina and Zine’s slender figures again, admiring their smaller breasts that Tita loved to squeeze. Their dark, firm bodies were in sharp contrast to Tita’s taller, whiter body with bigger hips, fleshier thighs and butt, a softer belly and larger breasts.

Tita felt fat in comparison to them. Your body is your asset, she recalled Elena saying. Tita also remembered Zina and Zine were both seventeen, so their bodies were naturally thinner than hers. Still, she wished yet again, as she had often done during their journey together, to have their bodies.

Tita wondered if Zina and Zine enjoyed her more for her fleshy body, which was not as muscular and fit as their bodies. Zina had told Tita a few times that Zina and Zine loved different parts of her body- her spots, how white and supple her skin was, how her skin felt with olive oil, how her skin tasted and smelled though Tita did not use anything exotic to clean it.  They loved her long red hair that was drier and thinner than their own.

Zina and Zine also loved how soft and squishy her belly was. They loved to squeeze and caress her soft breasts, fleshy thighs and butt. They loved her large aureoles and pink nipples versus their own smaller aureoles and dark brown nipples. They also loved her reddish pubic hair, which Zine in particular liked to play with in her usual delicate way. Tita realized they liked each other’s bodies more than their own.

Zina had also stated she and Zine loved how excited Tita got with their stimulations, but took time to get to orgasm. Her longer timing allowed them to enjoy playing with her more. Zine also liked to play with Tita’s body and hair and let her orgasm. Tita thought about this and blushed a bit, as Zina unexpectedly splashed water in her face. Tita replied by splashing more water at Zina and Zine, all of them laughing and squealing. Then the girls stopped and Tita saw they were looking past her.

Tita turned to see a boat floating down the river towards them. The three men aboard were staring at the three of them, especially at her. But for once their stares of astonishment and fear did not bother her as she was in the company of two women who loved her for what she was. This realization gave her strength and confidence. Their assumptions were only so much dust, as Elena had said. Tita turned her back on them and smiled. She splashed more water at Zina and Zine, laughing and feeling carefree.