Eve's body was still glowing as she reached over to Anna, and they started kissing once again, with Eve becoming more adventurous gently taking Anna's bottom lip between her teeth and sucking. She wanted Anna to share all the wonderful experiences she had enjoyed just a short time ago, and began to move down Anna's body, kissing and playing as she went. Reaching Anna's small breasts she licked the nipples in turn back and forth, able to note the reactions this caused, and the encouraging groans she could hear.

She moved onwards, downwards, recalling the tales of the things Karl did to Marta, licking and nibbling the skin as she moved in a meandering path to her destination. All her senses seemed heightened as she closed in on her goal, the heat of Anna's skin, and the rising awareness that she could smell Anna's essence as she approached.

Now laying between the legs of her supine friend, she once again took in the sight of Anna's pussy that was the focus of her attention, to note how the rosy hue of her skin increased until at the centre she could see the tight wet scarlet passage. Eve's fingers played around the target, seeking to excite and tease while she placed little butterfly kisses on thighs and tummy, ever working closer, trying to find the resolve to make a bold move.

Anna was pulled between looking, and closing her eyes as the tension rose, as her whole body seemed to vibrate from the anticipation of whether Eve would press forward and try out the kissing they both knew of, but had not yet tried. Each nibble, lick or kiss sent shivers up and down her body, at the sweet mercy of her attacker, like being tickled as a child, but now in a way only for grown-ups.

It was unbelievable, she was sure only Eve's weight on her thighs stopped her launching off the bed as a kiss landed right on her clit. Soon it was followed by more kisses, then it felt amazing as Eve's tongue went to work lapping all around, experimenting to find out what made Anna squirm the most.

Eve was taken by surprise at how Anna had reacted, like some Jack-in-the-box, and now as she traced patterns around and through the lips in front of her, she marvelled at the results. She had still harboured small doubts about actually licking up the juices from down there, but it was very similar to the way she herself tasted, so it wasn't any big deal. What Eve liked best, was the ragged breathing and strangled noises that proved she was doing it right. It had been her great fear that she wouldn't be any good at sex stuff, even if it was only practising with a girlfriend.

Her fingers pulled at the lips as she licked, really too close to focus on the wet feast in front of her, she pulled back now and then to view her target as she laved the surrounding area with her tongue. Even with a mirror she had not been able to examine herself in the same detailed way she could now see Anna. However much she licked up the juices Anna only seemed to get wetter and noisier all the time.

Anna hovered between griping the bed cover and holding Eve's head in place, as magic things happened between her thighs, a soft wet flexible tongue beat fingers hands down. She could see why her sister raved about oral sex, it was even better than her favourite chocolates, though it was hard to concentrate on anything else with all those wonderful feelings coursing through her body. Anna gasped as she felt for the first time, a finger other than her own slide inside her pussy, and begin moving about.

Putting into practice the things she had read about on some of the web sites Anna had shown her recently, Eve now attacked from inside and out, listening to Anna as she tried to suppress the sounds of her rising excitement, and was glad her brother was not in his adjoining bedroom. Knowing how she liked to bring herself off, Eve had saved the best for last, waiting till the tension had reached an unbearable level. Thinking the time was right she made an all out assault on Anna's clit, which was now peaking from it's protective hood bathed in the abundant juices covering the area.

Anna's self induced orgasms had never been loud; gasps, grunts, and the occasional squeal, but she had needed to bite into one of Eve's pillows to hold back from alerting the whole neighbourhood to the new level of joy she had found. It rolled on in a series of waves, threatening to carry her away, till at last her breathing steadied, her heart still pounding, her hand squeezing one of her nipples almost to the point of pain.

Now propped up on her elbows smiling, Eve looked up along the length of Anna's lean flushed body, pleased with the results, and holding the firm belief this wouldn't be the last time they would experiment together.

Anna was still floating as she watched Eve grinning up at her, having heard the stories about pussy licking was one thing, but to be on the receiving end was quite another, like trying to describe a rainbow in black and white, the words just weren't adequate.

The two girls snuggled together as they talked and giggled about their activities so far that evening, sure there were parts that wouldn't be in any of their own studio productions, but there was possible scope for their sister site that did a lot of group scenes with older, more experienced models. It was getting late, and Eve asked if Anna would be okay if they shared the bathroom together before going to bed. For as long as she could remember Anna had shared a bath with her sister, so this was hardly something new, but it would be more exciting in light of what might occur.

They just put on dressing gowns to cross the hall to the bathroom, their giggling causing Magda to look out of her room to check if the girls were all right, and wish them goodnight. Once in the bathroom Anna remarked on how Eve's parents had gone to bed early, and maybe as Victor was away for the evening they were 'doing it', but Eve made a face and said she didn't want that image of her parents in her head.

The girls didn't see themselves as children, but they were not yet teenagers either, so there were no complaints about adding a large helping of bubble bath to the tub as it filled. They both wore shower caps, not wanting to go to bed with wet hair, and soon they were in the tub, again hands roaming over each other, only now they were gliding through slippery soap suds. This lead to games where they painted each other's faces with foamy beards, and tried to heap up foam on top of their shower caps.

To rid themselves of the excessive foam they had to run the shower when they had finished, all the while Anna was making more notes in her head as to which ideas would suit which web site. They dried off then began to brush their teeth, something all the models took seriously, then Anna rinsed her mouth with several glasses of water.

"What's up Anna don't you like that brand of toothpaste?"

Colouring up Anna quietly admitted that she didn't want the lingering minty taste to affect the flavour of anything else she might eat later, giving a wiggle of her eyebrows, and again the two girls giggled as Eve refilled her own glass.

Back in Eve's room the dressing gowns were hung up, and then looking over at the night clothes, with a glance between them it was decided they wouldn't be needed if they wanted to continue from where they left off.

Soon Eve was on the receiving end from an amorous Anna who tried to copy what Eve had done to her, spending more time on the parts she had enjoyed most. It was great fun teasing her friend, and she wanted to make it last a long time so Eve had lots of cums.

As the night progressed they switched about several times, and even tried to do each other simultaneously, which Anna said was called a sixty-nine, but the problem was that neither of them could concentrate on what they were doing, so they were better off taking turns at licking one another. Tired out from their new activities, they eventually pulled up the covers and quickly fell asleep snuggled together.

Yuri had left for work, as his depot was open till lunchtime on Saturdays, but when neither of the girls had shown up for breakfast by eight, Magda went up and tapped on Eve's door.

Without thinking, Eve who was barely awake recognised her mother's knock and said to come in. Magda smiled as she saw Eve and her friend nestled together under the covers, and caught a faint stale whiff of light musk in the air.

Knowing that the girls had plans for the day, she told them the time, stating breakfast would be ready when they were, then quickly left the room as she had seen two sets of night clothes on the floor by the bed.

Both girls at first were feeling a little bashful about the activities of the night before, but after a hesitant start, they talked of the fun they had exploring the new found sexual side of their natures. The next topic was the when and where for a repeat adventure, as they were keen to continue the fun and games. All pretence that their activities were for the purposes of research, were now firmly put in second place, though by no means forgotten.

At the table as Magda laid out breakfast, she asked the girls if the sleepover had helped them to think up any themes for videos or photo shoots. Both girls related their ideas for using the excuse of hunting through the host's wardrobe for dressing up, then changing outfits, and how having a game of twister could be suitable on the website for the older models. They had also thought of a bubble bath sketch for the two nine year old girls that Marta had placed together, for they could probably manage to do an English video if it only needed a minimum of dialogue.

It had been planned on the girls chat zone, that several local girls interested in writing scripts, and a few more that lived within an easy commute of the city were meeting for a face to face workshop on video production. They wanted to exchange ideas, and help one another on how to write realistic foreign sketches as this was now becoming an increasingly popular part of the studio output. Though Eve had only so far starred in one video herself because she wasn't one of the top English students, she was still keen to be involved in the process of scriptwriting along with her friends even if she needed to collaborate in order to correct and edit her ideas to a final draft.

Anna had collected up all her stuff, and it was decided they would go round to her house and call a cab for all three girls to travel to the studio, where they were going to use the small conference room for a mass brainstorming session. They were expecting that as many as sixteen models would show up, as they wanted to have a ready made stockpile of scripts for the summer period, when models would descend upon the city in droves from all over the country during the main school holiday.

The house was unexpectedly quiet, as the three boys were parked in front of the telly watching Saturday morning cartoons, so their arrival wasn't even noticed, but Ella told Eve having one extra boy overnight had been no trouble, and to tell her mum he had been well behaved. They were soon organised for their day at the studio, and didn't have to wait long for their cab to arrive to whisk them through the weekend traffic.

At the studio they were not the first to arrive, as three others eager to make progress were already in the meeting room. Tanya had laid in a supply of notepads, and around the room stood several whiteboards, also she had arranged for snacks, fruit, and drinks to be sent along from the canteen once the rest of the girls showed up. By mid morning everyone who had promised to be there, was in attendance, plus a few additional faces, there was no fixed agenda so they started with an open discussion before splitting into smaller working groups.

Alina had agreed to help and went around from group to group, in order to find what type of themes each were looking at, then making suggestions, or changing the make up of a group to fit like minded people on the same team. Most of the fledgling playwrights had each participated in English language videos, or at least in the older style of videos, so the process was something with which they were familiar. The insider viewpoint gave them a handle on what was expected, and the means by which they should get there, even if the language of the script slowed them down.

Many of the girls pointed out articles in their favourite foreign magazines that had inspired their script ideas, some were even the result of looking through the agony Aunt columns that were featured in all of these teenage publications. As each idea got firmed up, a script outline would be posted on one of the whiteboards, and the name of the girl, duo, or team that were working on it. The dialogue for each rough idea would be fleshed out over time, but for now they just wanted a range of possible scripts that could be rolled out over the coming months.

The general themes would provide the in house designers, costume, and props departments a clue of what was in the pipeline, so they had sufficient notice of any odd items that might be required well in advance of each production. As the day wore on they had another couple of joint sessions to work on the difficulties encountered by any of the teams, and for suggestions of which models would suit some of the posted script themes.

By late afternoon they had a substantial list of script outlines to be worked on, some just as a basic theme, but a good many had the start of a story board having a plan of how the scene would play out from start to finish. A generosity of spirit prevailed as to producing scripts that other girls would star in, rather than thinking up scenarios they themselves would use, as it was for the common good for the studio to thrive by having many girls participating in this recent innovation.

The girls were well aware of the fact they would get a slice of the pie for their contribution to a successful video, but part of the fun was expanding their horizons as to what they could achieve, and knowing they had helped in some small way in boosting the career of one of their fellow models. Two of the girls from out of town had also arranged that they would be taking part in photo shoots on Sunday, so their travel plans had a two fold advantage in that they would be working the following day.

The sisters of course had planned to visit the stables on Sunday, though Eve wouldn't be joining them as she had family commitments on that day, besides although she enjoyed riding she said she would rather go in the summer when it was warmer. Anna had told Marta about about laying on a treat for their drivers granddaughter, in exchange for the round trip, and Marta had commented she was a soft touch. In reality Marta was pleased to see her sister's generous offer to the sweet old man who was one of their frequent drivers, he always hung about to make sure they were safely inside before he drove away.

One of the girls working on the scripts was due to take part in the TTMF the next day, and was planning to bring up the subject of the videos, and the meeting they had to plan the coming output, so she would ask if their Platinum members had any special requests that they could consider for the future. Alina joined in as she knew several of these girls took part in the forum, and talked about how they used the archive of both the forum and the ordinary members forum to glean information for reaction to current output, and for clues as to the direction for coming productions.

It seemed many of the girls hadn't considered the marketing information that would be available from their little chats with the customers that brought their picture sets and videos, but now the discussion changed course, as they thought about making more of that opportunity when they next took a turn on the forum. They wound down to a close, with less and less talk on studio matters, as small groups now caught up with gossip and a favourite topic of current pop culture and of course boys.

They all said their goodbyes, with most of the girls heading home, after a late night and a busy day Anna was looking forwards to an early night and some fun the next day riding her new horse.

After they had eaten that night the sisters shared a hot deep bath as Anna relayed to Marta her recent experience of sapphic loving. They talked for a long time, with Marta admitting she had gone through a stage where she had been curious, but at the time nothing had come of it, and she didn't feel it would be right with them as sisters to mess about in that way. Another issue was that less than a year ago they had lived in a crowded apartment without the luxury of having their own spaces like they did now.

By the time the topic had been fully aired the water was little more than tepid, and they needed to get to bed if they hoped to be ready for their early start.

Sunday morning Anna awoke to the sound of pop music, with an annoying morning DJ from her recently purchased alarm radio. She had tried different stations, but some of the broadcasts from distant stations didn't always have a very good reception, and it wasn't so much choosing her favourite, as much as picking the least worse station. She could have tuned to the BBC, but she thought it a bit stuffy for listening to first thing in the morning, but she was an avid listener at other times to help her absorb the language. Running to the bathroom she had to wait for her sister to get her turn on the throne, then at least they had a double vanity top so they could each wash and brush their teeth at the same time.

Both girls wore jeans and sturdy footwear, as sometimes the area around the stables could be muddy, and they would change into their riding togs when they got there, as they each had a locker in the changing rooms where they kept their kit. They knew their mum would insist they have a big breakfast before facing a morning out riding in the fields, so they had allowed enough time until their cab turned up.

Ella had also heard about the drivers granddaughter, and placed a Tupperware box on the kitchen table holding a birthday cake she had baked for their young guest. It had been little trouble to add an extra item to her normal round of baking, and she relished the chance to practice her decorating skills. Taped to the top of the box was a packet of nine candles, along with the little holders, so the surprise gift would be complete.

The girls had everything they required ready by the front door, just needing to put on their shoes and grab their jackets when Max arrived. When he did show up a few minutes early, Ella recognised the man as he had driven her on several trips, so she asked him in as the girls dressed up and tied their shoes. Handed the box. Max thanked Ella profusely saying how young Mikayla would love the home made cake, but they couldn't talk any longer, as the sisters were anxious to be on their way.

They waved to their mum as they followed Max out to his cab, climbing into the back as he got in and handed the box to the girl sitting in the front passenger seat.

"Wow granddad, that was nice of one of your regulars to make a cake for me, is that the surprise you spoke about?" The sisters smiled at the comment, as the young girl leaned forwards looking through the lid of the plastic box, and then as she sat up she turned to see the sisters sitting in the back seat.

Anna was startled as she saw the girl properly for the first time, and gently nudged Marta's leg, but her sister was having exactly the same thoughts.

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To be continued in Chapter 60.

You don't suppose this girl might be in any way cute, or perhaps a possible future model do you? No that's probably just wishful thinking, lets just look forwards to a nice day out pony trekking. P.S. Did anyone notice Anna just had a little Sapphic interlude with Eve?