Without changing her smile for an instant, Roxanne murmured, "Don't be too sure of that." She rippled her fingers slowly down the front of her body, hefting both breasts and pointing them down at Pat's face, then slipped her hand between her legs and widened her stance. As she began to rub her fingers slowly back and forth on her cunt, a glistening sheen began to sparkle on her skin and run through her fingers as a trickle of excitement dribbled from her hole. "You like to watch me do this, don't you?" she whispered softly.
Pat's eyes darted up to meet the girl's, then looked away in embarrassment from the mocking smile she found on her face. It was true, and they both knew it.
"You do like to watch me play with myself," Roxanne chuckled wickedly. "I'll bet right now you're wondering how I had time to do it five times today without getting caught. I'll bet you're imagining how it looked, with my fingers stuck right up this cunt you're looking at and working it until I made myself cream all over my hand. Hmmmmm?" she purred. "Aren't you thinking something like that, Big Sister?"
Pat gulped hard and nodded her head in shame. Her lust had been instantly aroused when the girl mentioned how many times she'd masturbated. Lately, that had been Pat's only source of pleasure, too, and she found it very exciting to imagine other girls doing it to themselves. Especially if the girl was as young and beautiful and well-built as Roxanne, no matter what her personality.
"Do it for me," she found herself whispering. "Please? Let me watch you use your fingers on yourself."
"Oh, no!" Roxanne laughed sharply. "I know what you're trying to do! You think if you talk me into masturbating myself up to a climax it'll make your job easier! Nothing doing! I want your tongue to bring me off, Big Sister!"
"I will!" Pat promised. "I swear I will; I'll do anything you want me to. But just – just play with yourself in front of me for a little while. Just – let me watch. Pretend I'm not even here and that you're doing it to yourself all alone."
Roxanne's eyes sparkled with devilish mischief as she stared down into Pat's tormented face. "You really do get off on watching me do it, don't you? I mean, this idea's really turning you on! Any minute now I expect to see you start panting and sitting up on your hind legs!"
"If that's what you want me to do, I'll do it!" Pat swore. "But please… do me just this one small favor. Let me watch."
"Sure," Roxanne shrugged. "Why not? It might be a kick at that. But why don't you get a ringside seat, Big Sister? Why sit all the way over there? Come on over here and lay down between my legs. That way you can look right up into heaven!"
Hating herself for how much of her sexual need she was revealing, Pat scrambled across the rock and lay down with her hand directly in under the young girl's spread legs. Supporting herself on an elbow, she tilted back her head and gasped aloud in astonishment at what she saw. She'd never looked at another girl's cunt from that angle before and the view, seen for the first time, was so breathtaking it almost made her heart skip a beat. That great, gaping hole with its dark, meaty lips that reached almost to the darker button of the girl's ass. The pile of fur spread around both sides of the cunt like a hairy collar or a bearded man's mouth. When Roxanne flexed her inner muscles and the lips of her cunt parted slightly, Pat could even see up into the darkness of the juicy tunnel itself. She gulped hard as she stared at Roxanne's pulsing clitoris, quivering as it hardened with excitement.
"Like the view?" the girl asked.
"Yes!" came the panted reply. "Please… now… put your fingers in there… let me watch…"
"Anything for my Big Sister!" Roxanne laughed.
Reaching down between her legs with both hands, she spread apart the lips of her cunt and opened her hole wide above Pat's face. She wriggled the tip of her right middle finger between the spongy lips and began to press it into the hole.
"Can you see? Are you watching it go in?"
"Yes! Oh, God! Yessssssss!" Pat hissed. Her own hand strayed instinctively down to her cunt and began to repeat everything she saw the younger girl doing directly over her face and eagerly gaping eyes. She moaned softly in her throat, as much from the pleasure of what she was doing to herself as from watching Roxanne do it at the same time. As the girl's finger pressed deeper and deeper into her juicy slit, so Pat's finger slipped the same depth into her own cunt. When Roxanne used her other hand to spread herself wider open, so did Pat, and when the girl began to wriggle two more fingers in after the first, Pat's hand was eager to follow suit.
"That's right!" Roxanne chuckled, looking down and seeing what Pat was doing to herself. "You do it too, Big Sister. Make yourself feel what I'm feeling. Pretend you're doing it to me."
Pat gulped down what felt like a tennis ball wedged in her throat. Roxanne's words had exactly expressed her very thoughts at that instant. She was imagining her fingers were working in and out of the girl's cunt instead of her own. The sensation she felt between her legs was only secondary to the extreme pleasure her fantasies were shooting through her every nerve. That beautiful young cunt suspended right over her face was driving her crazy. She was no longer content just to watch Roxanne play with herself. Pat wanted to do it for her now. And more. Her mouth ached for the taste of the sweet juice she could pull from that hairy, pretty little hole.
"Oh, no!" the girl laughed, as Pat suddenly lifted herself up and tried to press her mouth against the oozing cunt. "I've changed my mind. I think it'll be more fun to masturbate and make you watch me come, without letting you put a finger on me. It'll serve you right for saying at dinner that you didn't want to have anything to do with me. I'll make your wish come true, and won't you be sorry!"
Once again, Pat was struck to her very core by the depths of the girl's cruelty. She knew very well how worked up she'd made Pat, and knew also that the worst punishment she could inflict on her would be to deny her now what she'd resented being forced upon her only minutes earlier. To make Pat satisfy her with her mouth and tongue now that she'd worked her up to this feverish pitch would be giving her more satisfaction than Roxanne cared to offer. Making her watch what she couldn't have was far more cruel, and also intensely exciting in its sadism.
"That's right!" Roxanne laughed, spreading her cunt wide open with both hands and squatting lower toward Pat's face so she could torment her with a full view of all she couldn't touch. "Just look at it! Look up that juicy young pussy and see what your tongue could have tasted, if only you hadn't been such a mean bitch a little while ago. You didn't want to do it at first, but now you're aching to. And I won't let you! You're just going to watch, Big Sister, and eat your heart out instead of me!"
Pat moaned as though in pain as she watched the girl's fingers slip back into the wet hole and begin to work in and out of it with the skilled precision of much practice. She could see the glisten of cunt juice on the girl's fingers as she pulled them almost all the way out, and heard a little popping sound when she plunged them back into the hole. Her throat ached for just a taste of that goodness. Just a touch. Just a lick.
For almost ten minutes of unbearable torture, she lay on her back on the rock, her own hand moving timidly in and out of her cunt as she watched Roxanne bring herself close to an orgasm time and time again, only to pull her hand away at the last moment and wait until the peak had subsided before continuing. She seemed determined to make Pat suffer for as long as possible before giving in to the release that would being them both satisfaction.
Finally, when Pat's own need was at the breaking point and she knew she couldn't hold back much longer, whether or not Roxanne came with her or before, the girl's legs tensed and her fingers began to shove their way in and out of the hole with ever-mounting friction.