Twirling around in front of the full-length mirror that hung on the inside of the closet, Jeanie admired herself in the long white skirt whirling and wrapping itself around her lissome legs. "Why'd you let him do that?" She tugged at the skirt's matching white halter, adjusted the two pieces of material crisscrossing her tiny breasts, and turned to face her friend. "Honestly, Tessie, sometimes I think you're crazy."
"It wasn't terrible. He made me come… twice." Tessie watched as Jeanie modeled the new outfit, admiring her tall, narrow frame.
"But you let him tie you up. How'd you know he wasn't going to kill you?"
The girls had just returned from a shopping spree, and their purchases lay sprawled all over Jeanie's bed and carpet. Tessie sorted through them, separating hers from Jeanies. Not that it mattered who bought what – both girls swapped clothing in much the same way they swapped boyfriends… frequently.
"Don't be silly. Why'd Nick want to kill me? Jeanie, I think you go to too many movies."
Undoing the halter, Jeanie let it fall to the floor, then unzipped the skirt. She glanced at her torso's reflection, proud of her budding breasts, confident that, by the time she was sixteen, they'd be rounder and firmer. Jeanie enjoyed watching the changes that were taking place in her youthful body, seemingly unaffected by the pubescent years. For her, it was an exciting time, a time of great promise.
"Can I try that on next?" Tessie had already shed her clothing and now slipped out of her white bikini underpants.
Unashamedly bare-assed, the two teenagers went through all the bags and boxes scattered about, trying on everything at least twice each while prattling about girlish importance, their conversation always returning to one thing.
"Tessie, why'd he want to tie you up in the fast place? If he wanted to fuck, and you wanted to fuck, then why couldn't you just do it?"
"First of all, he didn't tie me up. He just tied my wrists behind my back – and, he told me that he was going to do it… because I'd enjoy fucking that way. So… I believed him. And – damn it! I did, didn't I?"
"Yeah!" Tired of taking clothing on and off, Jeanie settled down comfortably on the bed, naked, and watched Tessie slip into a pale green knit dress. "What happened after he tied your hands?"
"Well… my halter was already off, so after he tied my wrists, he made me lie down on the ground. Yuk! It was all dirty and I kept expecting bugs to crawl on me." She tugged at the dress's bodice, fitting it snugly over her breasts. "Get this for me."
Jeanie went to Tessie's aid and slid the zipper up the back of the dress, her fingers lingering to touch the smooth skin beneath the green material. The darker girl's cologne assailed Jeanie's nostrils and she resisted the temptation to caress Tessie's soft flesh.
"And?"
"And… well, for a while, he didn't do any thing. He just walked in a circle around me, looking at me, and telling me how pretty I was. He told me I looked like such a nice little girl, and that he didn't understand why I acted so naughty all the time… that maybe I needed to learn a lesson… and that I shouldn't be such a cockteaser. That's when he started to change… He started to get angry, but I don't know why he did. He just started yelling at me."
"You still weren't scared?"
"Some, but as soon as he saw I was… frightened… he started to feel bad. At least, I guess he did, because then he told me not to worry, that he wasn't going to hurt me, that everything was going to be just fine. That's when I noticed how very hard his thing was, sticking straight out in front of him."
Listening to Tessie, and being so close to her, was turning Jeanie on. She quickly retreated the safe distance back to the bed.
"He took his clothing off, talking and looking at me all the time. Then he undressed me and made me stand up, and, touching my tits, he whispered about how nice they were. There were some crates in the corner of the cellar and he pulled me over to them… then… then he sat down and put me over his knees… just like I was a little kid. And… and he… spanked me.
"What?" Jeanie sat straight up, a look of pure astonishment on her face. "He what?"
"He spanked me, I said. Really! The first slap seed the shit out of me, the second one made me angry, and the third one made me wet. Jeanie, it was all very weird, but the more he slapped me, the wetter my pussy became. It hurt. I didn't like it. But, god, how turned on I was. And when he finally lay me back down on the ground to fuck me, I was begging for him to do it."
"Wow, Tessie! That's far-out."
"Hey; you look turned on."
"I am… Do you… never mind."
Tessie giggled at Jeanie's hesitancy. She knew that ever since she had told Jeanie about licking that spaced-out chick's pussy, Jeanie, who had never done anything sexual with another female, wanted to do it too, but could never admit it aloud. Tessie's girl-sex experience was limited to only that little bit, the night of the ill-fated party. The same night Roy had been…
"Yes, Jeanie. Let's do it!"
Looking like a four-year-old finding toys under the Christmas tree and clapping her hands together, Jeanie said: "Tessie, do you mean… er, that we could… you know… together?"
"Uh-huh. Jeanie, I'll lick your cunny, if you'll lick mine."
"Oh!" Reality slapped Jeanie. "I don't know how… what to do."
Okay, scaredy cat, I'll show you."
Tessie cleared the bed of everything but its yellow gingham spread and Jeanie. "Lie down," she told her, undressing at the same time. "Is your door locked?"
Jeanie nodded, her attention focusing fully on Tessie crawling up the bed towards her.
"We're both going to like this. We should've done it a long time ago."
Tessie lay next to Jeanie, one arm going around the girl's shoulders, drawing her closer. She kissed Jeanie timidly on the lips, and at first Jeanie stiffened, afraid to make any overt move. But then her libido took over and she pressed her lips back against Tessie's. They kissed with closed mouths until their natural instincts came through, then they kissed more passionately, each tongue exploring the hungry mouth of the other.
Their bodies came together; breast to breast, pussy to pussy, and they clung to each other, feverishly embracing. Again Tessie took the initiative and placed one hand on Jeanie's chest, excitingly feeling the small tit mound of her friend's quivering body. Again Jeanie responded. Their hands explored every inch of reachable flesh; they twisted and turned on the bed, their legs wrapping around each. other so that their cuts touched, heightening their desires.
"Lick me… like you did that girl… like you said you would." Jeanie pushed at Tessie's shoulders, sliding her further down on the bed. "Please, Tessie, do it."
Kneeling on the bed, Tessie's eyes scanned Jeanie's frame, excited by what was happening. She masturbated for a few moments, unable to resist touching herself. When Jeanie saw what Tessie was doing, her head went to her own slit and she jabbed two fingers inside her hole.
"Tessie, oh please… do like you said you would."
Tessie lay back down on the bed, this time in the opposite direction from Jeanie. And… in this Sapphic position, the girls once more holding tightly to each other, Tessie's tongue first, then Jeanie's, snaked out in anticipation of their first real Lesbian encounter.
At the first touch of Tessie's tongue, Jeanie shuddered. "We're really doing it. Tessie, we really are," she said breathlessly.
Both girls licked each other's slits, licked with all the fervent eagerness of young children delighting in a new discovery. But like women, like women of sexual maturity, they made female love to each other, bringing one another into a new world of sensuality. Female. flesh against supple female flesh, soft, downy pubic hair against the soft, moist lips of the other's opened mouth, they sixty-nined, together swimming in a flood of pleasure.
"Put your finger in me," Tessie urged Jeanie. "Fuck your finger into me… like it was a cock:"
"You too, then," Jeanie bargained, slipping her middle finger between Tessie's cuntlips, parting them to reveal her fuckhole.
Jeanie was awed, seeing the inside of a cunt for the first time. Looking at her own gash in a mirror held no comparison for this up-close view of Tessie's pussy, and she watched her finger disappear into the stickiness of the pink gash. Then, when Tessie's finger wiggled inside her own cunt, Jeanie tingled all over, an orgasm brimming.
Tessie licked up the squirming girl's discharges the way a kitten laps up milk, and she purred as Jeanie's fingers tickled at her slimy entrance. She too was about to come.
As Jeanie peaked, low, guttural sounds being emitted from deep inside her throat, she continued to play with Tessie's mound, fascinated by the protrusion between Tessie's cuntlips. She pressed down on the excited bud. It whitened from the pressure of her thumb, springing back red and alive when she released it. Her orgasm became more intense and she jabbed three fingers deep into Tessie's wiggling quiet.
"Ugnnnn!" Tessie felt as if an electric current seared her cuntflesh. With Jeanie's fingers pummeling in and out of her hole, while watching her own fingers dipping rapidly around in Jeanie's orgasming boa, Tessie also began to come, hot flowing liquids seeping down from somewhere inside her belly. "Ugnnnn!"
Both girls licked and fingered each other to total orgasm, forgetting that they were novices at girl-lapping. They moved to the rhythms of natural sexual desires, seeking to be satisfied, seeking to satisfy. Lick… lap… slurp… fingers in and out, cants wiggling, asses pumping, breasts crushing against warm female curves. Coming and licking, over and over again.
Exhausted, but laughing giddily, they finally sat up and held each other lovingly, stall stinking each other's bodies.
"You have a big clit – you know that? Jeanie said "It's lie a tiny baby penis."
"I guess there are sizes to clitorises, like there are with pricks." Tessie looked at her pussy, smiling at the possibility that maybe she was well-endowed down there. "Want to compare?… Boys do that, I heard, so why can't we girls? Come on, let's see what you got."
Jeanie sat on the side of the.bed, her legs touching the floor. She spread her thighs wide and, with her hand, pulled open her cunt, presenting Tessie with a raunchy treat. "Come on and look… real close."
Kneeling on her hands and knees before Jeanie's very wet snatch, Tessie examined the vermilion slit; poking and prodding at it, evaluating it. "You've got a good-sized clitty, nothing to worry about."
"Gee thanks, as if I was worried. Ain't had no trouble about it yet. But… you better check again… just to make sure that you're right… And check to see if I'm big enough inside – to take a grown man's prick."
"What kind of friend would I be if I didn't oblige ya?" Tessie gently parted Jeanie's slit, diddling her fingers about, turning Jeanie on again. "Stop wiggling so I can see inside."
Jeanie lifted her small ass off the bed, pushing her cunt closer to Tessie, and Tessie began to masturbate her. Jeanie lay the rest of her body back down onto the bed, getting more comfortable, hoping that Tessie would bring her off again. She didn't even try to reach for Tessie, to return the sexual favors, she just wanted to come again. Tessie seemed more than willing to comply with her wishes.
Searching the floor around her, Tessie spotted her pocketbook and grabbed at it. Inside was a hairbrush, and Tessie took it out, casting the pocketbook away again. Continuing to masturbate Jeanie, she inserted the handle of the brush inside her own cunt and oozed down onto it, fucking it into herself.
"Oh Tessie, I could come again. Let me… I'll do you again, later. I promise."
"Go ahead, Jeanie. I want to watch you come. Don't worry about me, I'm having a ball. Go ahead."
Jeanie rotated her hips under Tessie's fingers. The bedspread beneath her, bunching up from her movements, wrinkling into the crack of her ass, further titillated her, and she felt her cunt spasm It was waiting for some sort of penetration, and she wished that there was a cock shoved in there. Jeanie so desperately wanted to be fucked now.
Tessie twisted the brush inside herself, her hand blurring as she felt another orgasm about to happen. She watched Jeanie's hole wink open and closed, little drops of juice trickling out of it, oiling the crack of her ass, making it all shiny and inviting. One hand masturbating Jeanie, one hand on the brush, she brought them both to a new plane of arousal. Her finger slid from Jeanie's clitoris, following the wet path of her flowing discharge, and came to rest at the tiny asshole. As her orgasm burst, coating the white plastic hairbrush, a substitute prick, Tessie shoved her middle finger into Jeanie's ass, penetrating the virgin hole and piercing it open.
"Ohhhh. Christ!" Jeanie's eyes opened wide and the ceiling seemed to come closer. "What are you… oh, wow… ohhhhhh.
When Tessie realized what she had done, and how much Jeanie obviously enjoyed it, she shattered in orgasm. Then as the orgasm subsided, leaving her with the tingling sensations of post-orgasm, Tessie shoved the handle of the hairbrush into Jeanie's twat.
"Ahhhhh! Oh, oh, oh, oh… Tessie, what – Agggggggg!" Jeanie, with Tessie's finger buried in her ass, the brush filling her cunthole, convulsed madly on the bed, seized by uncontainable tremors as she came.
Somehow, driven on by sexual madness, Tessie managed to get back onto the bed. She placed her hairy slit over Jeanie's mouth and lowered her pussy onto Jeanie's lips, still fucking Jeanie with the brush, still slipping her finger in and out of the tiny asshole. And when Jeanie's mouth sucked in her lovebud, biting it erotically, Tessie licked rapidly at Jeanie's clitoris, driving the already crazed girl further into her delirium. Tessie came so hard she thought she was going to burst wide open down there, the last orgasm burning out of her almost painfully.
At the end of their lascivious amusements, both girls promised that this would not be the last time they'd indulge in Lesbian lovemaking. Once being truly never enough.