When Joanna had recovered her breath (and senses) from the strongest orgasm of her young life, she was surprised to see that her three sisters were strung out on Dawns bed. Beth was laying on her back, but with Dawns head between her legs; Brittany was on her back as well, but with her head between Dawn's thighs; from the sound and sight of it all, it was pretty clear that Dawn was using her mouth on Beth while Brit did the same to her. Jo had tasted her own essence a couple of times, and hadn't found it to be gross or unpleasant; in fact, she'd thought it was kind of… nice. But it had simply never occurred to her that one girl could or would find out what that taste was like for another – never mind actually putting her mouth where it came from! Yet as she watched what the others were doing, and how they were reacting to what was being done TO them, the thought crept into her mind that another girl's juices might be as pleasant as her own had been. And shortly on the heels of that, judging from the pleased noises the others were making, that it might even be fun to find out.
Sitting up, Jo looked at all of them again before quietly asking "Would… would it be okay if I did that, too?"
The last to "join the party", Brittany was the only one to hear the question; she didn't hesitate to lower her head from Dawn's pelvis and ease herself out so that she could sit up before answering "Of course you can, Jo, if you want to. You want to be with all of us, or just one, the first time?"
"I think just one, to start", the younger girl answered apologetically.
Smiling, Brittany assured her "That's fine. Since they're already going, you want to be with me?"
"If you don't mind. I… I never did that before, so I don't know what to do…"
Still smiling, Brit answered "I don't mind – at all. What to do is easy: just try to use your mouth to do to the other girl what you like to do to yourself with your hand. If she likes something, do that some more!"
Happy with how willing Brit was to be her partner while she learned, Jo smiled back at her sister, and nodded her understanding. Brit then told her "It'll probably be easier for you if you get on top of me" before moving to lay on her back. Joanna got to her knees and moved closer, letting Brit guide her into position. Once she had her knees on either side of Brit's head, Jo heard "Now just lean forward, and hold yourself over me – on your knees and elbows is easiest. That way, you can use your hands to open me up."
A few seconds later and Jo had gotten herself into position; it took only a moment for her to understand that it was better if she had her forearms behind Brit's raised thighs. That done, she started to lower her head – only to be greeted by the unique scent of aroused female. She readily followed her nose to it's source, and saw that Brit was already excited: Jo could see that the lips of Brit's sex were parted and the area between them glistening. Having never seen another girl so intimately or as close, Joanna simply had to stop and look.
Underneath her, Brit was doing the same thing, being equally fascinated by the appearance of her younger sister's genitalia. With Jo's mons being all but hairless, Brit didn't have any trouble seeing how the cleft of her sister's sex revealed her hooded clitoris. Her small and delicate inner lips started to grow from its lower edges, separating slightly where Brit knew the entrance to the younger girls virginal pussy was before flowing back together at the bottom. Brit could only marvel at how soft Jo's labia looked, even as she watched them getting a trifle thicker and darker. Brit knew that was a sign that Jo was getting excited, but it still took a few moments for her to realize that it was because Jo was finding how SHE looked to be sexy, too – which only jacked Brit's arousal up another notch. As she raised her head, Brit caught the full scent of her sister; light and fresh, it was also vaguely musky… and most definitely pleasant. Another moment, and Brit was able to slip the end of her tongue between the flesh-and-blood petals of her sister's flower…
When Jo felt Brit's tongue trace across the entrance to her vagina, she thought she'd died and gone to heaven, the feeling was so soft and gentle and yet so exciting at the same time. She couldn't help releasing a soft moan of pleasure before lowering her head the last little bit so that she could return the favor…
Brit was delighted with Jo's first tentative efforts. Knowing that the younger girl would be looking to her for guidance, Brit was more than happy to teach by example; over the course of the next several minutes, she demonstrated just how much could be done with a limber and eager tongue and a pair of lips.
With the feelings that Brit was creating between her legs, Joanna was more than happy to apply the lessons she was getting from the older girl. She knew that she was getting them right by the soft noises her sister made, and how Brit would sometimes arch her pelvis up. Jo didn't know if her increasing excitement was because of what she was doing to Brit or what Brit was doing to her – and it really didn't matter. She could feel herself becoming even more aroused than she'd been when Brit was "just" touching her between the legs, and she knew that the orgasm she could feel slowly building inside her was going to be even greater than the last one.
For her part, Brit was determined to make Jo's first time with another girl something she'd remember for the rest of her life – if only because of the orgasm she had: Brit was having a simply grand time teasing her younger sister to progressively higher and higher levels of pleasure, only to let her slide back a little bit before starting in on her again. Besides, Jo was so tasty, and was getting so wet, and she was having so much fun!
Joanna knew that her sister was teasing her. But inexperienced as she was, she didn't have the faintest idea of what it could do to her, or what she was in for. So she could only accept the increasing pressure over the next several minutes as Brit did things to her that Jo had no idea could BE done before then. She'd been able to give Brit a couple of small orgasms (and she'd known they were small), and was generally satisfied with that – it being her first time, and all – as she felt Brit's tongue begin a fluttering across her clitoris that was simply indescribably pleasant – and stimulating. She could feel the power of the orgasm that was building in her, but was still totally unprepared for it when the dam finally broke: the force of the first spasm left her unable to breathe because her whole body was frozen in place. The power and duration of it actually caused her to black out briefly before it began to fade. She somehow managed to gasp in a fresh supply of oxygen before the second all but overwhelmed her again; knowing that the second wave of her climax wasn't as strong as the first wasn't a great deal of consolation to her as it was happening. The remaining surges of release were progressively milder and milder, but she was still left stunned and gasping when the last tremor faded; unable to hold herself up, she simply collapsed where she was, her full weight on the young woman beneath her.