A Wartime Mission

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March 1944, The Admiralty, London

Susie Quinn stood outside Commander Quigley’s office wondering what she had done to be summoned to see him. As far as she could work out, there was nothing wrong with her work in the intelligence section of the Admiralty and she got on well with most people she worked with. True, she did enjoy life to the full when not on duty but she had done nothing to disgrace herself or the Service. As she was pondering this, another WREN came into sight and also stopped at Quigley’s door.

“Hi,” she said, “I am Rhona Davidson, I don’t think that we have met before?”

“Hello,” replied Susie, “I am Susie Quinn, have you any idea why we have been summoned?”

“No, none at all, it is very unusual.”

Just then, Quigley appeared, “Ah ladies, very prompt of you both, please come into the office and have a seat.”

This was not what either girl had imagined, both fearing some slip-up on their part.

“I’ll come straight to the point,” said Quigley, “we may have a problem at one of our bases in Scotland. We fear a leak of information to the Germans, and it needs dealing with as quickly as possible. I don’t want to send in the usual mob of investigators as we don’t know how deep the problem goes. So, I want you two to travel up there as transfers and see what you can sniff out. You are booked on the sleeper train tonight and will be met by someone from the base when you get to Inverness to take you the rest of the way by road. You have 4 hours to go and pack and report back here to collect the relevant paperwork, any questions?”

“No sir!” Both girls replied in unison.

“Dismissed” said Quigley

“Aye aye, sir”

Later that day, both girls were delivered to Euston Station for the journey north. They quickly settled into their shared sleeper cabin and settled down for the journey

“So, Rhona, tell me a bit about yourself,” said Susie.

“Well, I am one of 4 children, I have 3 older brothers and grew up on the Isle Of Skye. When I joined up at the start of the war it was the first time that I had left the island and I have to admit that it has been a bit of a shock, having been brought up in a small community dominated by the church. What about you”

“Home counties for me,” said Susie, “I was looking for adventure when the war started but didn’t think that I would be stuck in London, when I joined the WREN’s I was hoping to be based where there are some ships, and more importantly, sailors! Whoops, makes me sound like a right hussy doesn’t it sweetie?”

“No, not at all. I sometimes think that my life has been too restrictive, not allowed a boyfriend, not that I ever met a boy that I wanted to be with, and it was accepted that my parents would find a suitable husband for me when the time was right.”

“Oh that sounds awful,” said Susie, “I would have to fall in love with someone before agreeing to marry them. Sorry, that sounds very condescending and judgemental of your way of life on the island.”

“No,” replied Rhona, “you are absolutely right, I was dreading getting to an age when somebody would be “found” for me, so the war did me a great favour.”

The train ploughed on through the evening and the girls went an had a meal in the dining car before deciding to settle down for the night.

“Top or bottom?” asked Susie.

“I am not bothered,” said Rhona “but I would prefer the bottom bunk, just in case I fall out in the night.”

“No problem, once I am asleep, I don’t tend to move much.”

The girls started getting ready for bed, Rhona draped a voluminous nightdress over her head, carefully removed her underwear and slid into the bottom bunk. Susie, meanwhile, stripped naked and started to climb up to the top bunk.

“Sorry, I should have said that I always sleep in the buff,” she said, “not a problem, is it?”

As she said this her crotch was directly by Rhona’s head, so when the Scottish girl rolled over to answer she found herself staring directly at Susie’s blond pubic bush. She squeaked slightly in surprise which brought a smile to Susie’s face.

“No problem” she managed to say and quickly rolled away again. She closed her eyes to sleep but could not erase the image of Susie’s naked crotch from her mind. She had only just learned to touch herself, such practices being considered sinful in her home community, sex was for making babies and that was it, pleasure was not an option. She slowly slid her hand down to her own crotch, lifting the long nightdress out of the way and started to gently stroke her slit, parting the copious dark brown hair of her bush, so different to the neat triangle of blond hair that she had seen at such close quarters.

On the top bunk, Susie could hear the change in Rhona’s breathing and guessed that Rhona was pleasuring herself, she let her right hand move to her own crotch, seeking her clitoris, whilst her left hand pinched and rolled her nipples. Very quickly she became very wet and as the pace of stroking increased. She stuffed her knuckles into her mouth as a climax hit her and she lay panting as she licked her fingers Kadıköy travesti clean.

Down below she could hear that Rhona was apparently nearing her own orgasm and there was a definite grunt from her. She wondered to herself if Rhona might be up for a bit of girl on girl action at some point, she was attractive and the large nightdress had failed to hide a fairly large pair of breasts, certainly much bigger than Susie’s small pair that barely warranted a bra. Susie liked men, but she also liked girls and had had several lesbian experiences in the last few years, starting at her all-girls school when she turned 18. She fondly remembered Jenny Dukes, a class-mate who had introduced her to sex by fingering her and then going down on her and causing her to have her first proper orgasm before she returned the favour. Before she knew it, she was asleep, a smile on her lips.

The rain hammered on the window of their cabin the next morning as she swung her legs over the bunk and descended the ladder. She hoped that Rhona would be awake so that she could show off her body to her, but her colleague was still fast asleep. So, she washed quickly and put her clothes on, ready to face the day and waited patiently for Rhona to wake up. When she did so she seemed very embarrassed, having listened to Susie masturbating and knowing that Susie must have heard her doing the same thing. She quickly dressed, exposing as little of herself as was humanly possible and they went in search of breakfast, completely ignoring what had happened the previous night.

Just as they finished breakfast the train slowed as it approached Inverness, they retrieved their bags and left the station in search of their lift. An army lorry, with a rather short, non-descript corporal leaning on it was waiting for them. “Are you for the base at Loch Arvan?” he asked.

“Yes Corporal, we are,” said Susie, if you would be so good as to help us with our bags?”

“Certainly miss,” said the Corporal, launching their bags into the back of the lorry. “I am afraid this thing doesn’t have passenger seats up front so you will have to sit in the back. Given the weather, I would suggest that you sit as far forwards as possible.” With that, he turned and headed to the cab, leaving the 2 girls to clamber aboard unaided. They scrambled aboard and made for the front of the load area where there was a bench that backed onto the cab for them to sit on with a communication window through to the cab.

“It’s a good couple of hours to the base,” said the corporal, “so make yourselves as comfortable as possible, hopefully this rain will ease soon.”

“Great,” said Susie, “stuck on a hard board for a few hours, talk about living the high-life!”

“Could be worse.” Said Rhona, “we could be walking, or, even worse, up front with Corporal Cheerful.”

They set off, although it was very difficult for the girls to see where they were heading. After about an hour, the truck started to climb into the mountains, the rain had eased but visibility was still poor.

“Why are we heading away from the coast, Corporal?” asked Susie.

“Coast road is closed, miss, due to a landslip.”

The girls accepted this and tried to get as comfortable as they could, leaning on each other and dozing with the rocking motion. After half an hour of climbing the lorry suddenly jolted them awake. “Oh fuck!” came the cry from the drivers cab and the truck started building up speed as it descended, clearly having left the road and bumping over the rough terrain. “Brace yourselves!” He shouted as a loud crash filled the air, the lorry swung wildly to one side and then came to a sudden stop. Silence filled the air and leaking fuel filled their noses. “Quick, get out of here!” shouted Susie as they both moved as quickly as they could out of the truck, as they ran around to the front, they could see the entire front of the lorry was crushed where it had hit a large rocky outcrop, the corporal was clearly dead, the steering column buried in his chest. The lorry was tilted over at a severe angle above a swollen torrent of a river. “Better get our bags out of the back,” said Susie and she started to climb onto the back of the lorry.

“GET OFF!” Shouted Rhona as the lorry started to shift its position, Susie jumped clear just in time as the lorry rolled over and landed in the river with a huge splash.

“Shit, all our stuff is in there!” said Susie.

“Well it’s all gone now, “said Rhona, “there is no way to retrieve it, that river is moving way too fast to go in. We had better start walking, let’s climb back up to the road.”

They climbed the hill following the tyre marks where the lorry had rolled downhill. What they found at the top was not a road, but just a rough track, both girls looked bemused.

“Where the hell was he taking us?” Asked Rhona.

“Don’t know,” said Susie “but something is not right.”

“We are miles from anywhere,” said Rhona, “and looking at that sky we need to find shelter fairly quickly.”

They decided to head back the way that they had come, assuming that Kadıköy travestileri eventually they would find a proper road. The rain started to intensify and they quickened their pace but soon they were both soaking wet. Susie was staring to stumble as the cold started to bite and Rhona was scanning the landscape for anything that could count as shelter. After about 15 minutes she spotted a stone hut about half a mile away across the grassland.

“Over there!” She shouted to Susie, who barely responded. Rhona grabbed her arm and pulled her towards shelter and safety.

By the time they staggered into the hut, Susie was barely conscious, both girls were completely soaked to the skin but Rhona was relieved to find a fire place with kindling and wood already set. She started the fire and looked around the small hut to see what else was there. The answer was not much, a single bed with a couple of blankets, a few cooking pots and some tinned food completed the inventory. The urgent issue was to get Susie warm before hypothermia set in. “Right,” she said, “we need to get out of these wet clothes and get warm. Susie did not respond so Rhona took a deep breath and started to undress her companion, when she was naked she wrapped her in a blanket and then quickly removed her own clothes, opened Susie’s blanket and pressed her own body against Susie’s and then wrapped the two of them together, willing Susie to regain some warmth. With the fire roaring, Rhona fell asleep, exhausted by the exertions of clambering across the hills.

Rhona woke some hours later, Susie’s colour had definitely returned. The two girls were lying facing one another, her large breasts pressed against Susie’s small ones, she then realised that Susie’s hand was draped around her waist, pulling their bellies together and that Susie’s hand was on her bottom, gripping her. She was not sure about what to do but she realised that she was becoming aroused by the feeling of Susie’s hard nipples pressing against her own and that her groin was tingling. Susie then started to move, their pubic mounds now rubbing against one another. Rhona gasped as she felt herself getting wetter, she lay enjoying the experience, her eyes closed. She moaned softly, her arousal growing steadily and then she felt Susie’s mouth on hers, gently kissing her. She knew that she should recoil but she could not move, and instead started kissing Susie back, she then felt Susie’s tongue probing into her mouth, it was the most amazing sensation of her life.

“Good morning, sweetie,” said Susie, opening her eyes and studying her companion.

“Good morning,” said Rhona and immediately pulled Susie in for another kiss. When they parted she said, “well you look a lot better than you did last night, I was worried that hypothermia might have got hold of you.”

“I vaguely remember getting here and you removing all of my clothes, but the rest is a blank.”

“Everything was completely soaked and I have not hung it up to dry yet so we have nothing to put on.”

“Mm, perhaps we should hang everything on that airer on the ceiling?” Said Susie.

“Good plan, and then see if there is anything to eat.”

“I know of something that I would like to eat,” said Susie as she traced a finger over Rhona’s vulva.

“Susie!” said Rhona, “I don’t know what you mean.”

“I will be delighted to show you,” said Susie, pushing Rhona onto her back. She traced her tongue from Rhona’s mouth down to her breasts, flicking her tongue over the now fully hard nipples, causing Rhona to moan “oh yes, that is nice.” She carried on lower, pointing her tongue into Rhona’s belly button, she then shifted her position so that she was kneeling between the Scottish girls legs, parted her pubic hair with her fingers and traced her tongue from the entrance to her vagina, up to her clitoris and back again, each motion bringing a gasp from Rhona. She added a finger into her vagina, enjoying that fact that she was obviously the first person to penetrate her virgin pussy, hooking it to search for Rhona’s G spot. Rhona soon started to buck her hips, her orgasm approaching, Susie increased the pace of her fingering and latched her mouth onto Rhona’s clitoris. “Oh dear God!” she shouted out as her body shook and her orgasm washed over her.

They lay entwined, Rhona in post orgasmic bliss, Susie idly stroking her own pussy.

“Would you like me to do that?” asked Rhona, “I might not be very good.”

“Just go with what seems right,” said Susie, “you will be fine.”

They kissed passionately and Rhona traced her fingers over Susie’s belly, gradually moving lower until she was brushing her fingers through blond pubic hair. She lowered her head and sucked on Susie’s long, hard nipples and slipped a finger between the other girls labia, smearing her wetness around. She then found the entrance to Susie’s vagina and gently slid a ginger in as far as it would go and started a natural rhythm, thrusting in and out as she started to finger fuck her friend. Susie could not believe how things had worked out, she had fantasised about Travesti kadıköy having sex with Rhona and initiating her into the pleasures of Sapphic love making but she had not believed that it would happen. She let herself relax into the feeling of Rhona’s inexpert but very pleasurable fingering and soon felt an orgasm building.

“I’m cumming” she gasped as her a huge orgasm shook her, juices squirting from her vagina and coating Rhona’s hand. As she slowly came down from her climax, Rhona removed her fingers and brought them to her nose, sniffed and tentatively licked the juice before licking her fingers clean, delighting in the taste of her friend, or was she now her lover?

“I never knew that girls could have that sort of pleasure with each other,” she said.

“Oh yes, girls are generally much better at sex than men, all they want to do is stick their cocks into you and fuck away until they climax.”

“So, do you not like men?” asked Rhona.

“Oh I don’t mind if someone has a cock or a cunt, if I want to fuck them then I will if they are willing.”

“Is that what we have just done, fucked?” asked Rhona

“Actually, I think that we just made love,” said Susie holding Rhona to her and kissing her softly, “and, I would love to make love to you again and again. But, we had better eat first!”

Rhona, giggled, “you are right, I am starving.”

The girls got up, sorted their clothes and hung them up to dry, they looked through the tinned provisions and put some soup over the fire to heat through, both of them comfortable with each other and comfortable with being naked together.

Rhona looked out of the window and said “We could be here a while yet, look.”

Susie looked out and saw what Rhona meant, the rain had turned to snow over-night and there was a substantial blanket already covering the countryside and more snow was falling.

“Well there are plenty of tins of food and plenty of wood for the fire so we are not in imminent danger,” she said, “the base must be missing us by now so they will be sending out search parties as soon as they can, so if we make sure that the fire stays on they should be able to see the smoke from some distance so they won’t have to find us precisely.”

They ate their food and felt better, Rhona smiled at Susie, admiring her naked body and said “show me how to make love to you.”

Susie stood up and went over to Rhona, held her face and kissed her passionately. “lay on your back,” she told Rhona, “I am going to introduce you to the number 69.”

“What’s that?” asked Rhona as she lay back, opening her legs. Susie climbed on top of her and lowered her wet pussy to Rhona’s mouth and leant forward to run her tongue over Rhona’s pussy.

“Ah, I understand now,” said Rhona, licking her first pussy enthusiastically. Susie, being the more experienced used her tongue expertly to stimulate Rhona’s pussy and ran her tongue up and down her slit and eventually pushed the boundaries a little further by moving lower than her vagina and pressing her tongue to Rhona’s anus. Rhona was startled by the pressure being applied to her bum hole but decided to go with it and soon realised how much she was enjoying the way that the tip of Susie’s tongue was probing her opening and the sensations that it was generating in her own pussy (as she now thought of her own genitals) and decided that she ought to return the favour.

“Sit up for a bit,” she said to Susie, which she did, Susie’s bum was now directly in front of Rhona’s face, she parted the cheeks with her hands, stuck out her tongue and probed at Susie’s anus, delighting in the decadence of this lewd act. Susie, enjoying the way that things were developing, pushed down onto Rhona and felt her tongue probe a little further into her hole.

“Oh yes, tongue fuck my arse!” she said, “and use a finger in there if you want to.”

Rhona instinctively put a finger into Susie’s sopping wet vagina to coat it with juices and then pressed it to Susie’s anus, pushing past the sphincter and up to her knuckles. Rhona returned her tongue to Susie’s pussy, licking fervently whilst she finger fucked her bum. The timid girl that got onto a sleeper train was long gone, she was sexually aroused and enjoying her voyage of discovery and realised that she was probably falling in love with Susie and just hoped that Susie was not just viewing her as a casual fling. That was for the future and she was detecting that Susie was approaching a climax, her legs were quivering and she could feel her finger and tongue being clenched.

“Oh yesssssss!!!” shouted Susie and showered Rhona with a flood of her juices as her orgasm hit.

Later that day, their clothes had dried and they both got dressed, “more fun if I can undress you later,” said Susie, which she did when they got ready for bed, kissing every inch of Rhona’s body as she peeled clothes away.

The next morning they awoke to discover that the weather had broken, the skies were clear although there was no sign of a thaw setting in just yet. A couple of hours later, they heard aeroplane engines overhead and rushed outside to see what it was. It turned out to be an Anson transport plane flying low and obviously searching. The girls watched it approach and waved their blankets to signal the pilot, he waggled the wings to indicate that he had spotted them and climbed to circle overhead.

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