That afternoon, as Jo Ann rested in her room, she realized she had made an extremely important discovery that day. Even if she didn't like the man she was with, it didn't mean she wouldn't like his cock. Even when the janitor had finished with her, promising to keep his mouth shut, she felt distaste in her whenever she looked at him. But his cock, well that had been an entirely different story. She had almost loved the damned thing.
She knew he would be smirking from now on whenever he saw her at the high school, but she also realized he wouldn't be stupid enough to say anything about her. Let him smirk! Big deal! She was inwardly smirking even more broadly, aware that cocks, not the men attached to them, were what counted.
It never occurred to the girl that sex was something in which she would have been able to indulge without a cock. Had someone made an outright suggestion that she become sexually involved and not suck a cock or be fucked, either in the ass or her cunt, she would have rejected the idea. As far as she was concerned, sex for her meant having to do with at least one cock, if not more.
What the young girl didn't know was, she had been observed heading toward the school with Charlie. Not only that, but she had been observed by someone who was quite clever at drawing the right conclusions, someone who, though able to enjoy a cock, was also able to enjoy sex without men, She had been observed by a thirty-year-old housewife by the name of Rita Elgiese. Rita had been married for eleven years, had two children both in elementary school, and was bi-sexual. Her husband was totally unaware of the fetish she had for women, and Rita had kept it under control for the past eleven years. But now it was beginning to prickle her, and Rita knew she had to gratify her inner urges.
Rita had a sixth sense about people. She always knew which people were sexually approachable, male or female, and though she had not been unfaithful to her husband since her marriage, she enjoyed watching certain individuals to see if her guesses bore fruit. They always did, as her guess with Jo Ann had proven correct when she had seen the girl walking toward the school with Charlie Barker. On a whim, she had followed them. She had even sneaked inside the school and had watched them at play from the overhead track in the gym. Having gone to that same high school, she knew her way around inside, and had gotten to the track without being observed. She had seen what Charlie Jo Ann and the janitor had done.
Rita knew if she brought the subject up, she would find a way of blackmailing Jo Ann into a relationship, but Rita didn't want to blackmail the girl. She wanted Jo Ann as a willing friend. She wanted Jo Ann to come to her whenever the little blonde was unable to find a penis to make her happy.
Having followed Jo Ann home afterward, Rita knew the young girl was wrung out. That would have been the wrong time to approach her. But Sunday, the next day, was the right time.
Rita lived across the street from Jo Ann. She always looked to be the essence of health, and Jo Ann, on her way home from school once, before crossing the street had stopped and talked with Rita, asking why she always looked so healthy, to which Rita had replied, "My basement whirlpool and sauna help keep my flesh toned."
"Gee, I'd like to try that someday," Jo Ann had remarked.
Well this Sunday 'would be the day.
That particular Sunday was a warm day. Many of the neighbors were out for the first time since winter had driven them indoors, and they were preparing their lawns for the oncoming summer, talking to one another as they hadn't done for nearly six months.
Jo Ann's parents were going to the movies. They loved to see mature dramas of high quality, and Jo Ann was at the age where she preferred romance movies with lots of sex, or simulated sex, anyway. So her parents left at one to go to one theater, and Rita's husband and two kids left not long after to go to another theater where there was a kiddie movie.
Jo Ann felt restless. Her body was a little logey and in definite need of being toned up, but the one thing Jo Ann hated to do was exercise. As it was, she did calisthenics three days a week in the school gym.
So she walked about outside, walking down the block on one side of the street, wearing shorts and a short-sleeved white blouse, then walking back on the other side of the street. She often did this on Sundays when she felt she had a case of the blahs. Rita had seen her do it for some years, and the woman had counted on Jo Ann's eventually doing this very thing.
As Jo Ann passed Rita's house, the older woman came out, ostensibly to hook up her hoses. She was wearing a heavy bathrobe, and Jo Ann greeted her.
"Afternoon, Mrs. Elgiese."
Rita smiled at her and said, "Good afternoon, Jo Ann."
"Gee, isn't it kinda late to still be wearing a bathrobe?" Jo Ann asked.
"Not really," Rita smiled. "You see, as soon as I hook up the hoses I'm going to take a whirlpool bath. My husband and kids are gone for the afternoon, and I sure need one of those baths."
"Gee, I'm feeling sorta listless," Jo Ann told her. "I'd sure love to see if a whirlpool bath might make me feel better."
"Well why not share mine?" Rita smiled. "It's more than big enough for two. In fact, we can even use the sauna, after, if you'd like."
"Gee, sure. I'd love it," Jo Ann nodded. "Are you sure it's okay?"
"Why not?" the woman shrugged, "It was put in to be used, and this is the perfect time to use it."
"Okay, I'll get my robe and stuff and I'll be right back," Jo Ann said, and hurrying to her home, picked up a bathrobe, slippers and a bathing suit, and hurried across the street and into Rita's home. The front door had been conveniently left open for her.
When she entered, she saw Rita in the kitchen. Rita looked at the bathing suit and asked, "What's that for?"
"For the sauna?" Jo Ann replied.
"Don't be silly," Rita smiled, taking the bathing suit from her and putting it on a kitchen chair. "When you use the hydro-bath and the sauna, you only wear your birthday suit. Don't worry, we're alone. No one will walk in on us."
“Okay," Jo Ann nodded, feeling more self-conscious about being naked in front of Rita than in front of any of the four males who had injected their penises into her.
She went down to the basement, where the lights were on, with Rita right behind her. Rita said, "Okay, strip down, get into the whirlpool and sit on the ledge around the sides. I'll be right back. I just want to get some towels."
"My, that's scalding," she muttered.
The second time she put her foot into the water it wasn't quite so hot. Even so, it took three minutes before she was able to acclimatize her entire body to the temperature of the water and she was submerged to her neck.
Right from the start the beautiful little blonde had been struck by the sensuality of the swirling waters in the tub. Now, as she sat on the cement ledge, she became aware of powerful jets of water from a hidden nozzle causing water swirls between her legs, and little by little excitement began growing inside her. The streams were strong enough to tug at the lips of her vagina, the one part of her that hadn't been fucked the previous day. It felt as if someone with incredibly warm, tantalizing fingers was playing between her thighs, parting her vaginal lips. In fact, it almost felt as if a tongue was licking her down there.
The effect on her small young breasts was almost catastrophic as a result. Wow! She thought with a sudden awareness. There was every possibility of her actually reaching some kind of orgasm that way. All she would have to do would be to… spread… out… her… knees and lean her cunt forward so that it felt the full effect coming from one of the hydro-jets. Wow!
A feeling of almost unbelievable sensuality swept wildly through her tingling vagina as she adjusted herself on the concrete bench to receive the full effects of the water. She shut her eyes and lay there with her head back on the floor, feeling her vagina respond to the aqua-penis with asexual alacrity that was almost frightening.
"Starting to feel better?"
The female voice came from right above her head.
"Oh!" Jo Ann exclaimed, jerking upward in somewhat frightened embarrassment. "Mrs… "
"Rita," Rita replied. "You're old enough to call me Rita."
"Well, gee, Rita, you almost scared the dickens out of me. I was starting to fall asleep," she lied, and felt herself starting to blush a little.
Rita looked down at her-and smiled. There was a secret shared in the knowledge of that smile, almost as if she knew exactly what had happened at the high school the previous day.
"Anything wrong?" Rita asked.
"Uhhh… well, I think I have a pulled muscle," Jo Ann lied to cover up the embarrassment she was feeling at Rita's looking at her naked body.
"Well I know how to deal with something like that," Rita replied, and began undoing the sash of her bathrobe. She turned her back to Jo Ann and dropped the robe.
Jo Ann's eyes widened when she realized Rita was as naked as she. Somehow it felt odd being naked in a room with another naked woman. For a moment a sense of total embarrassment swept through the younger girl as she stared at the older woman's firmly toned body. She saw the musculature of the other woman's soft, feminine buttocks, then mentally chided herself for being embarrassed this way.
Rita turned around and stood directly over the beautiful young blonde, much the way Jo Ann had stood over Chris Weller the day she had wanted him to look up into her cunt. The woman's hands were on her hips and her feet were apart. Jo Ann gazed up at the feminine figure. She noticed Rita's breasts were not much larger than her own, though Rita was a full-grown woman. They were the size of small Macintosh apples. Still, they were beautiful. Her belly was flat and there was no sign of sagging muscles. Her pubic hair was gone, probably shaved, with only a very pale whiteness to indicate where it ordinarily grew. With her legs apart as they were, Jo Ann was able to see the pouting lips of the other woman's cunt. She gulped, and then, without thinking, she said, "You have a lovely build, Mrs… I mean, Rita."
"And so do you, young lady," Rita complimented. "Your breasts are like those described by Solomon in the Song of Songs. I haven't seen the rest of you uncovered as yet, but I'm willing to bet it's just as lovely as your young face, your lovely lips and those soft, sweeping shoulders of yours."
Jo Ann realized it was almost as if a man was talking to her. For some reason she wanted to preen, feeling very pleased at hearing the older woman's words of praise.
Rita very quickly stepped into the pool, not taking the time to let her body adjust to it. She came over beside Jo Ann and sat down.
"Which leg is it?" she asked Jo Ann.
"Huh?" Jo Ann wanted to know.
"Which leg has the cramp?"
“Uh, this one," the girl replied, patting the thigh next to the older woman.
"You have to work to soften the muscle and to get the heat to work inside you," Rita said, "I'll help you."
With this, the older woman put her gentle hands on Jo Ann's thighs and tugged them firmly apart. The water jet began hitting her sensitive vaginal, lips again. Rita continually worked the two legs back and forth, opening and closing them a multitude of times. Jo Ann, was becoming all too aware of the effect Rita was having on her body as the woman's hands and the surging water built arousal that much higher in her. There was a slow, building sexual excitement that was reflected by the erect nipples of Jo Ann's small breasts.
Passion filled the younger girl's senses, and she began wondering if Rita was doing this on purpose for some reason or other. Was Rita deliberately trying to arouse her? If so; what for?
"Now," Rita said to her. "I want you standing, "When you do so, bend forward a little and pull the muscle taut while bending your knees. Okay?"
The girl did as the older woman had instructed, and in doing so felt a jolt of forbidden pleasure hit her as she abruptly felt the jet stream from behind her raging against the pucker of her rectum, while the stream in front hit her vagina and sent broiling thrills through her, while yet a third stream seemed to cause water to swirl around the tips of her breasts as they dipped into the water.
The stream between her thighs was a gentle, watery penis, tickling her vagina with mounting delight. It was as if the hot breath of some man was unfolding and trying to penetrate her while fucking her with a liquid penis.
Now Rita was doing her best to wrap both slim-fingered hands around the injured thigh without attempting to make the fingers meet, though the girl's thigh was slim enough so that the woman would have been able to do so, Instead she concentrated on kneading the muscles and the flesh with a strength her womanly figure would have normally denied.
"Now stand completely upright," Rita ordered.
Jo Ann did so, her breasts slowly rising like twin golden moons from a silvery sea. When she heard the command, "Spread your thighs a bit," she complied, feeling once again the erotic tugging of the heated, swirling water against her vagina.
Rita had brown eyes, and at the moment they were smoky. Her thin nostrils were gently dilating with each breath, betraying something of what she was feeling as her eyes locked on the young girl's breasts. Jo Ann waited, instinctively aware that an unparalleled event in her life was about to transpire. She considered fighting it, and she also considered accepting it, for by now the young girl realized Rita wasn't merely massaging her. She felt aroused, thrilled, as if she was with a man, and though there was nothing masculine about Rita, there was no question but that the woman was arousing. She was excited and thrilled, and she told herself it was the water that had done it to her. Yes, the water. It was carrying her like some fallen leaf toward an unknown ocean.
The hard, feminine body or Rita Elgiese moved around in the water until she was standing directly in front of the younger girl. The two were so close their small breasts were almost touching. Then, without warning, Rita bent forward, and with her lips forming a very small oval, placed her mouth on Jo Ann's erect nipple.
Jo Ann closed her eyes and shuddered as she realized she felt neither fear nor revulsion, but an overpowering sense of pleasure she had never known with any other mouth. She was aware of what Rita wanted, and she was too far gone with desire to argue with her.
"Come!" Rita said softly, a smile playing over her lips which disclosed Rita's realization that she had won the girl to her way of thinking. "Let's go into the sauna."
Jo Ann watched as Rita's dripping figure climbed out of the whirlpool bath, a glistening body that seemed to gleam with desire. When the older woman reached the top, she turned, looked down at Jo Ann, and then beckoned with a curt nod of her head, saying, "Come on, Jo Ann, it isn't healthy to stay out here."
Jo Ann gulped, her throat dry and almost painful at this point. She already knew what was going to happen, well, maybe not precisely what was going to take place, but she knew it would be something sexual, and because it was with another woman, it would be different and daring. Jo Ann wondered if she was so totally shameless that she lacked the desire to fight off Rita's lesbianic advances. Had her morality so totally deserted her at this point that she would willingly become embroiled with a female? What had occurred with the men was, to her a natural and understandable thing. Anything she did with a male was understandable. But was it right to do the same thing with another female? Not that she thought in terms of sin and transgression. Jo Ann had learned to hate such terms because her parents had used them all her life.
But even with these thoughts flooding her mind, the girl found herself docilely led across the floor to the door leading into the sauna. She was slightly shorter than Rita, which meant Rita was a tiny woman, because Jo Ann expected she would be at least three inches taller when full grown, perhaps more.
Rita took her hand as if the young blonde was some frightened child lost in the woods.
"Come!" she said softly, leading her into the sauna.
The woman opened the door, and the dry heat that came blasting out of the small room made it feel as if someone had opened the very gates of hell, itself.
The girl docilely permitted the older woman to wrap a towel around her hair to keep it from turning limp by the humidity, and when the older woman stepped in front of her to pin the towel closed, she pressed her own taut, older breasts against the sensitive mammaries of the younger girl. Jo Ann reacted, not by drawing back as if she had been stung by a mosquito, but with a single side movement that caused her nipples to swipe against the breasts of the other woman. Nipple hit nipple and both women jumped.
"You are such a beautiful young thing," the older woman said, and then tugged Jo Ann into the narrow sauna, closing the door behind them.
Jo Ann realized the heat within was not nearly as oppressive as she had initially believed. She sat where the other woman indicated, on a smooth wooden bench that lined the side of the small room. The wood was hot, very hot against her rounded buttocks. But that was fine. The pain, oddly enough, brought her a sense of overpowering pleasure.
"Lie down, Jo Ann," Rita instructed, and placed a folded towel on the bench to be used as a pillow.
The girl knew if she followed the older woman's instructions, she would never be able to turn back. She would learn to experience sex with women as well as men, and in all probability would continue experimenting with both sexes. There was no longer any pretense between the two females as to a pulled muscle. This was the beginning of a sexual act, and both knew it.
But Jo Ann lay back as instructed, amazed at how easily she was accepting this part of her sexual education. She decided then and there that sex was fun, whether with a male or a female. A part of her mind observed everything that went on. She decided there might come a time in the future when she would be the aggressor.
"You have no idea how long I've waited for this," it's been eleven years since my last affair with a female, and I held off all this time because I saw you. You're still so fresh, like a blooming flower, and you deserve to learn all I can teach you."
That was when Jo Ann's heart began hammering in her breast like a runaway steam engine. She gulped, asking, "Wh-what do you mean, Rita?"
"Come now," Rita insisted. "You aren't a naive girl, Jo Ann," the older woman replied, and reaching out, she very softly touched Jo Ann's nipple with her fingers.
"Oh… " the younger girl gasped, trying to back away from the electrical contact, feeling as if she had been hypnotized once again. Just as the first penis she had ever seen had been a cobra to her that was hypnotizing her as if she were some helpless bird, so Rita seemed like some sort of kraken about to envelop her and absorb her, and yet the young girl knew it was a feeling she very much wanted.
Aloud, she said, "I don't know… " but inwardly she knew.
Rita knew, too. The older woman smiled and said, "Very well, young girl. Lie there and allow me to lead you into an area of delight you never previously realized existed."
The younger girl's eyes were firmly riveted on Rita's striking face as the brown-haired woman sat on the sauna bench herself. Then, after adjusting her beach towel, the woman all but squeezed Jo Ann against the wall, lying full length beside her. There was a funny kind of feeling in the pit of the beautiful girl's belly. She felt a dull, pounding expectation which she recognized only too well as sexual arousal. Her buttocks were actually trembling.
Rita's brown eyes were aglow with what seemed like some kind of unholy fire. The inner orbs had grown to monstrous size as her face kept coming closer… closer… closer until it soon blocked everything else from Jo Ann's sight.
Jo Ann felt the dry heat of Rita's body press against her own. The older woman's thigh was firmly pressed against Jo Ann's, and her smooth belly was against that of the younger girl. Bare cunt pressed against bare cunt as thighs spread and breasts squeezed against breasts. Rita's nipples were hot little brown buttons of absolute delight.
"Now let me… show you… " the older woman softly muttered, and she slowly, gently took the younger girl's face in her hands.
Jo Ann gasped, as for the first time she felt another woman's lips on her own. They were soft at first, totally unlike anything she had ever felt firm a man, and there was the salty taste of the older woman's perspiration, but to Jo Ann it was like an elixir. The whole thing was done so gently she really wasn't aware of the exact moment that Rita's tongue shyly poked itself into her mouth. But Jo Ann suddenly realized she was having a hard time breathing. Part of this was caused by the knowledge she was doing something totally different and unexpected, something she had never expected to do, and loving it. It was all so delightful and delicious. The feeling in her loins was so overpowering, the interior of her vagina was reverberating like a beaten kettle drum.
The girl moaned, feeling any final vestiges of resistance simply flow right out of her body, and without meaning to, she began kissing back, sucking on the other woman's tongue, licking. When Rita's tongue withdrew, the other girl's eager oral organ followed it into Rita's mouth.
Rita rolled one leg up over the lovely blonde's bare, pouting Mount of Venus. For Jo Ann, the feeling was unbelievable. The pressure of cuntlips against her own was totally indescribable. Almost instantly she felt a smoldering of coals within her suddenly blossom into red-hot flame, and this, in turn became white-hot fire. It was a fire fueled by the sudden awareness that the other woman's hands were moving knowledgably up and down her back and spine, coming to rest occasionally like a group of warm, fluttering butterflies on the overly sensitive buttocks of the younger girl.
Jo Ann had allowed her inner self to give way to all the fabulous sensations when the beautiful older woman very suddenly drew away from her, separating their bodies. An overwhelming feeling of disappointment came over her, but this was instantly wiped away when Rita spoke to her and said, "I love you, Jo Ann. I know it sounds hard to believe, but I love you as much as any man is capable of loving. What's more, I'm going to teach you to love me, too."
Rita's voice betrayed her own growing sense of inner excitement as she once again bent over and placed her hot lips on the beautiful young girl's left breast.
"Huuunh!"
It was a moan of utter delight that passed from between Jo Ann's lips, coming the instant the beautifully blonde young girl felt the tongue teasing her nipple as well as the gentle sucking of her lips on her areola. Little by little Rita's fingers changed from delicate little butterflies to seething doves and then to aggressive hawks as they swooped down seeking their prey. One hand was locked on the fullness of the right breast, the fingers working expertly at the captured nipple, pressuring it, teasing it, now squeezing it, now releasing it-working in rhythm with the mouth sucking on the girl's left breast.
Rita's other hand had reached down, the fingers seeking, finally finding the palpitating vaginal lips. Her long middle finger slid imperiously up and down the entire length of the beautiful young girl's pink crack, teasingly avoiding all contact with the clitoris for the moment, even though Jo Ann was rotating her pubis by the time in the hope of making Rita touch it. Rita's fingers remained on the surface of the vaginal lips, not seeking to penetrate between the vulvalips. As the tantalizing coral crack became more and more lubricated from the juices of Jo Ann's personal artesian well, the older woman's fingertips began sliding back more and more until they were touching the little brown pucker that was the helpless young blonde's anus. Here, the finger stopped for a moment, then began an unrelenting pressure to push into this new orifice.
Wave after wave of overpowering and undulant pressure charged through young Jo Ann's shuddering body. Now it was hurting a little because Rita had a nail on the end of her finger. Jo Ann tried to raise her hips in the hope of getting away from the uncomfortable pressure, but the juices from her cunt came running across her perineum and into her rectal opening, making Rita's finger that much more slick, and the finger pushed in to the first joint, making the hot anal cavity twitch as the young blonde gasped, "Ouch! That hurts!"
In answer to this mild protest, the older woman merely sank her firm white teeth into the soft flesh of Jo Ann's small left breast and now was seemingly trying hard to swallow the whole thing. It was painful but beautiful. It was a blissful agony that brought her to the threshold of rapture.
The finger in the asshole began gently moving back and forth, back and forth in an effort to gain even more depth. Slowly it rode in a little deeper. Jo Ann's rectum had so tightly captured the joint that each movement caused the puckered muscular ring to move with it. The girl moaned low in her throat for the original painful sensation had changed into something else… something almost alien it was so different to her. Now she felt the deeper muscles of her ass flexing and unflexing in an effort to pull the finger in even farther. She was trembling for she realized she was slowly building toward an orgasm. She wondered how it was possible for her to come without sucking a cock or having her cunt stimulated. She was approaching blast-off simply from having her prune like anal opening massaged. How was it possible for her to feel like this with a woman? Her body was hurriedly climbing toward that thrilling peak. She wanted the finger even deeper in her ass now… Oh God! She ached to feel a cock shoved into her cunt at this point. She needed something hard, hot, long, and vibrating. She was there… almost… almost…
Then the older woman simply withdrew her finger, mouth, and working hands from the body of the younger girl and sat back on the bench, a victorious smile spread across her lovely face.
"Oh no!" was the gasp of the helpless young girl. She made an attempt to sit up with a plea for some kind of release on her lips, but the older woman's firm hand pushed her back on the wooden bench, making her lie down again.
"Now, Jo Ann," Rita muttered, "you'll find out what it's really all about." She spoke in a crooning voice as she slithered down until she was in a half-crouch opposite the beautiful blonde's hips. "You really have the most beautiful cunt and clitoris I've ever seen," Rita murmured. "You'll faint with sheer delight when you feel the way I kiss and bite it."
The older woman had suddenly become a paragon of gentleness all over again. Her tantalizingly soft, hot lips traced a path across Jo Ann's aching belly. Her tongue licked out a pattern of eroticism as it danced on the blonde's abdomen.
Jo Ann had felt her cunt licked before, but somehow she knew that this would be an entirely new and different experience. Somehow there was something unbelievably sensuous about the way Rita wanted to lap at her seething pussy.
At one point the tongue paused in its journey to seek out the cup of Jo Ann's navel. The oral organ leaped out and licked each hip bone in turn. Jo Ann moaned continuously as she did her best to twist her pelvis so that her fevered, starving vagina would make contact with the pressure of that soft, fiery sword heading in its direction.
But Rita had decided she would take another path to paradise. Her hands were busy as they slowly separated the young girl's slender thighs to reveal the seeping vagina in all its rich, pink glory. The visible clitoris looked to be vibrating like a struck gong, and the reverberations seemingly echoed throughout Jo Ann's helpless young body.
Now Rita's anxious mouth slowly moved down the young girl's legs and wave after wave and ripple after ripple of lustful pleasure moved with it. The outer part of Jo Ann's upper thigh was licked, kissed, and caressed. Then the outer right calf was kissed. The working tongue left a trail of wet fire down the entire outer part of the girl's shuddering leg. When it reached the soles of her feet, it began working its way up the smooth inner passageway of loin leading to the far-off cave of cunt, already visible.
Jo Ann lay on her back, her body as rigid and unbending as a railroad tie. No longer did she feel the simmering heat from the bench. She felt nothing external, totally overpowered by the internal sensation of lust that overwhelmed her until she abruptly became aware that her head was thrown back and her fingernails were digging into her own scalp.
The older woman's educated mouth continued inching its way up higher… higher… higher, moving ever so slowly toward that ultimate juicy goal. Tiny whimpering sounds of pure rapture fought their way from the depths of Jo Ann's constricted young throat. Nothing, nothing any man had ever done had ever felt as beautiful as this. Rita's left hand slid along her tantalizing golden inner thigh until it brushed against the still-bare nest. The touch of the older woman's hand on her vagina brought a birdlike cry of rapture bubbling from the wanton depths of the young girl's throat. Nothing, but nothing had ever felt quite so beautiful before. Then Rita's hand was doing something… the thumb and forefinger parting her inner labia… and then…
Jo Ann screamed long and loud in the soundproof sauna the first time Rita's tongue, like hot summer lightning, flicked against the seething lips of her seething vagina.
"Aaaaaaiiiiieeeee… yes… yes… yes… don't stop… don't stop… oh for the love of God… don't stop… more… more… don't ever… ever stop… please… oh please… please… please… "
Rita's tongue needed no urging, nor did the older woman need directions as to what to do. The oral digit moved as if it had a life all its own as it licked at the crack like a thirsty dog lapping at a pool of water. Then the hot tongue penetrated through two well-lubricated layers of vaginal lips. It brought a moan of tantalizing delight from the helpless Jo Ann. The tongue began moving back and forth as if it were a short, limber, throbbing and pliant prick. There was more to come at this point for even as Rita worked her tongue up and down the vaginal canyons, her fingers were pulling at the younger girl's clitoris. Then the finger on her other hand tentatively returned to Jo Ann's rectal pucker and tried to enter again. Surprisingly, this time it slid all the way in to the second joint before the young blonde was even aware the finger was inside her. Then she began moving the finger in a sideways motion to enlarge the opening. A moment later her finger was jammed all the way up to the knuckle of the otherwise closed fist. The finger made wild circles and then was joined by a second digit seeking entrance.
"Wow! Oh yes… yes… yes… don't stop… don't stop… " the beautiful young blonde girl was begging.
Her gasp came from the furthermost reaches of her inner soul, and then, without warning, the orgasm struck as it had never hit her before. Everything began collapsing about her. She was tumbling end over end through dark space, falling toward a hot, boiling sun of sensation. All around her were comets and meteors flashing wildly all madly rushing toward the center of that universe, namely her vaginal core. She became aware she was screaming exaltations to her own inner body as if she were a witch presiding over the boiling cauldron of her vagina. Her hands and reached down and had cruelly grasped Rita's brown hair as she was actually banging the older woman's face against her young groin as if trying to cram Rita's nose, tongue, cheeks, and head all into the inner maelstrom of hot, creamy liquid that was spurting from her cunt with as much power as sperm shot from a man's cock. Her legs and feet beat a maniacal tattoo on the wooden bench as her pelvis undulated like a pile-driver, going completely out of control.
She shouted as her body wriggled and writhed madly. She came never before, and continued coming until she was certain the orgasms were on an unbroken string that would never end.
But end they did, and she fell back on the bench, barely conscious. She was aware of Rita sitting up and then leaving the sauna for a moment. When she returned, Rita had brought some fruit juice, and she propped the girl up and made her drink, saying, "You'll need strength, dear girl, for now it's your turn to do things for me."