Her bushy blond pubic hair sprang into view. It grew richly over the girl's fresh young cunt, but not without parting slightly to reveal the soft folds running down between her pale thighs. The inside of her mouth went dry as Dex's eyes took in the young body greedily.
"Where did you get panties like that?" asked Dex hoarsely and with only side interest. She was too intent on the richness of the curves of the girl's body to much care about how she would answer. Nothing she would say would make a difference to the raw heat in her loins as she contemplated what she would soon take and devour as her own.
"It was a present," said Gena dreamily. Dex caught the tone of voice. She pulled her eyes off the girl's tantalizing body and brought it to her face.
"Who gave it to you? A man?"
"Oh no, Dex, a woman. Who else?" replied Gena. The smirk around her pert mouth told Dex more than she wanted to know, at least at that moment. A woman, yes, and a special woman. Perhaps Bobbi Morton, Dex thought fleetingly. But who cared really, as long as it was another woman. The thought of the body before her being mauled by a man disgusted her. She thought of the round, fresh cunt before her being filled with a man's milky sperm, plastering down the soft hairs, desecrating what she wanted in her mouth.
Gena, free and naked, lifted one leg up over the back of the couch. The position gave Dex plenty of room, plenty of place at which to stare.
Gena's cunt was effectively spread open invitingly for her. The red gash of her inner flesh was a hot slit shining from behind the hairy blond veil. Dex could see the moisture there like drops of dew.
Gena boldly ran her hands down her hips, pausing at the protrusion of the hip bone, only to dive directly at her crotch. She put her leg up higher on the back of the sofa and spread her cunt wide with her fingers. The tunnel running deep inside her opened wider, dark and inviting. Dex flicked her tongue nervously over her lips. Gena's brashness was turning her into a horny bitch. It was as if she had never seen a woman's cunt, had never had it spread open for her, had never watched the line of pubic hair disappear between the two cheeks of her ass. With Ryan it had all worked much more slowly, beginning with fondling and cuddling and small cries of female reassurance.
Gena was part of the new breed. She was, to be trite, liberated. She spread her thighs with delight, knowing all too well that what she would reveal between them was something any gay woman would want.
"Kiss me," Gena repeated. "Kiss me."
There was no mistaking what the girl meant. Or, for that matter, what she wanted. Yet she had had the tact to phrase it at least in romantic terms. Gena was proving that liberation didn't necessarily mean turning yourself into a slut. She was wise beyond her years.
For Dex, playing around, one-night stands, just the idea of having sex with another woman for the sheer lust of it, had always repulsed her somewhat. Of course she had invited Gena to come home with her. She could go through with it, even desire it. But in the back of her mind was always a sense of guilt, of being cheapened.
There was no doubt that Gena, on the other hand, felt nothing of the kind. She was easy, direct, knew what she wanted and how. Sex seemed as simple to her as eating. But surely something was playing around in her mind. The girl was not cold or mechanical. She must be feeling some kind of emotion beside a desire to have her cunt satisfied with a rampant, devouring mouth and tongue.
For long moments, Dex let her eyes take their fill of the firm white thighs that seemed so pure and untouched. She ran her hands over them. They felt hot as though a fire was going on somewhere deep within the pit of Gena's stomach.
Now the other leg lifted. With her knee, Gena nudged Dex, sliding it against the woman's thighs, then again working it against her crotch.
There could be no further delays, Dex knew. She needed it now and she needed it directly.
Dex plunged her head forward. As her mouth made contact with the wet cunt lips, she heard Gena's long, releasing moan. Dex climbed onto the couch, hunching forward on her knees, letting her weight press forward.
Dex's breasts hung down free from her rib cage. The nipples began rubbing against Gena's soft thighs as her lips brushed over the girl's blond hairs. The hot, pungent odor of the girl's gushing cunt filled her nostrils. She was drunk with it in minutes. Her tongue stuck clear out of her mouth as far as it could go and then began licking up the hot crack.
Gena spread her thighs wider and moaned loudly now. The tip of Dex's tongue suddenly brushed the clitoris lying buried within the hood of flesh. With quick, pointed strokes, she freed the girl's clit from the flesh around it and made it quiver to stiffness. It swelled at each lick of the tongue, glistening as it lengthened into a miniature penis.
Dex took the knob of flesh between her lips and tugged on it hungrily, tauntingly. Then her teeth grazed it and she sucked it into her mouth, smacking her lips greedily on it.
Dex felt herself losing all control. Her panties felt wet from the gushing feeling deep inside her cunt. Her nipples were almost painfully erect, rubbing constantly now against the girl's rich thighs. Her breath came in short, quick pants. Her chin was slathered wet with Gena's juices and her own saliva.
Dex paused for a second to catch her breath and feast her eyes on the wide open cunt and stiffened clit.
"Oh, don't stop," moaned Gena. Her eyes were closed, her body writhing on the hard seat of the sofa.
Dex reached under her squirming buttocks, passing between her thighs and over the full cheeks of her ass. She pulled the girl's hips up violently towards her face. Dex's eyes glowed crazily as she brought her hungry mouth to meet the hot cunt.
A groan of pleasure ripped out of Gena's throat as she felt Dex's mouth come back down on her wet pussy.
"Lick it faster, faster," panted the girl as she felt Dex's tongue slither along her wet slit. Once again the woman began sucking on her clit, oblivious to Gena's impatience, wanting the sex to last and burst with release when the time came.
She sucked at the lengthening knob of flesh, brushing it with her teeth as she sucked it between her lips, gobbling at it and sending electrifying shivers deep into Gena's cunt.
Only after she had sucked it until her lips were tired, did Dex stick her tongue as far out of her mouth as she could and lick up into the girl's swollen labia. The teasing Dex had given her had slathered them with dripping juice. Now the woman slurped it up greedily, licking her tongue over the fat ridges of flesh and then darting deep inside the red and widening hole.
Gena's body bucked upward to meet the invasion of Dex's hot tongue. Dex moved her head in a wide, slow circle, munching and sucking with her sensuous lips on the girl's pussy as she flicked her tongue in and out of her gushing hole. Gradually, she speeded up the movement, arcing her body deeper to meet Gena's up thrust crotch.
Gena's hands came down on Dex's skull. She rubbed the woman's mouth around on her cunt, reinforcing Dex's movements. Speeding up the grinding of her hips against the woman's face, she arced higher as though trying to force all of her pussy into Dex's mouth.
The girl's need sent electricity through Dex. A throbbing seemed to start behind her eyeballs. The world became alive and large, filled with only one thing, one hot demanding woman's cunt. All her muscles tensed, waiting as though poised for the moment when Gena would peak.
Dex sensed her clothing rumpled within the folds of her crouched body. Her cunt burned between her thighs, longing for satisfaction and release, but she ignored it. She had only begun to make love in earnest, she thought. They would find different ways and different means throughout the morning and on into the long hours of the afternoon.