<em>"Y-you never told me you were this good." </em><br/><br/>Beth's softly murmured words took Jessie a little by surprise, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say, but she blurted out the first thing that came to her mind.  "I'm only just findin' out myself, Darling." She caught herself, having forgotten to force her voice to a lower register, but hoped that she hadn't said it loud enough to be heard much beyond their wagon.<br/><br/>Despite her verbal indication of her uncertainty, it seemed as though Beth was responding to what her fingers were doing, and Jessie sighed with satisfaction that she seemed to be doing it right.  Beth's thighs parted, adding her own silent testament to her enjoyment.<br/><br/>Encouraged, Jessie slowed her rhythmic thrusting and slipped another finger inside the snug wet passage.  She hoped it wasn't too much, but after all, a man's member would have been bigger still, presumably, and Bethie had no doubt had her share of those, Jessie thought.  For all that, the younger woman was still snug inside, and Jessie had to admit to a certain thrill at the thought that she was actually putting her fingers inside another woman.<br/><br/>Her wrist was starting to hurt holding it in her current position, pushing her fingers in and down, so she turned her hand over, palm upwards instead.  The heel of her palm now rested on Bethie's pubic arch, and her first two fingers were curling upwards when she pushed them inside.  Jessie continued to grind herself on Beth's soft thigh until her 'wife' suggested she take off the shirt she'd been using as a night shirt.  Jessie paused, considering the consequences.  She had nothing on underneath the garment except for a pair of socks and the length of cloth they'd used to bind her breasts.  If anyone looked into the wagon, it was possible they would see she was a woman.  Jessie hesitated.<br/><br/>But the lure of enjoying even closer intimacy with the younger woman beneath her was strong, and she cast a nervous glance out the back of the wagon.  Maybe if she stayed under the blanket, no one would see anything they shouldn't.  Jessie decided to risk it.  She raised up, and impulsively kissed Beth on the lips again, this time without any hesitation.  Her fingers slipped out of the warm sheath they'd occupied, and she hastily unbuttoned the shirt without breaking the kiss.  At last she was shrugging it off, and resuming her place on top of Beth, this time lying with both legs between Beth's.  She tossed the shirt carelessly aside, not realizing it landed on Penelope.<br/><br/>Jessie moved up higher over Beth's body, slipping her hand in between the two of them and once more into that warm wet place she was starting to like.  But this time she continued kissing the lips, chin, throat, and neck of the other woman.  Jessie's sensitive lips found Bethie's pulse point on the side of her neck and hovered there, barely touching just enough to feel the rapid fluttering beat of the lover beneath her.  Her breath washed warmly over Beth's skin.<br/><br/>Without the shirt, Jessie could feel the give of Beth's body under her more easily.  Only the nightgown Beth wore separated them now, and Beth's aroused nipples could be felt through the thin material.  Jessie's own were drawn up tight under her binding, but she knew they were responding just as mush as her 'wife's'.  She let slip a moan, her mouth buried in Beth's neck and shoulder.  Jessie was grinding into the back of her own hand now, driving it into Beth's sex again and again in a slow rhythmic motion.  Her breath was coming more in ragged gasps than steady calm breaths as her excitement increased.<br/><br/>"Oh, Beth, you feel so good!  This is wonderful.  I never knew it would feel like this."  Jessie didn't think before she spoke this time, and afterwards she thought it had come out much better than before.  The initial awkwardness of their encounter had passed, replaced with the thrilling excitement of doing something taboo yet so exciting.<br/>