"Suck my nipples," she panted hungrily.
Amy whimpered helplessly as Donna pushed her tits in against her face. She closed her eyes and mouth tightly as she felt the soft round mammary flesh pressing against her, but a sharp tug on her hair forced her to open them and push out a frightened tongue. She licked across Donna's breast, then kissed the nipple.
"Suck it! Suck it," Donna hissed.
Amy swallowed in fear, then slid her lips over the hard nipple and sucked on it, drawing it into her mouth.
She'd never had any thoughts of lesbianism before, and sucking on another woman's nipples was a shocking thing for her to be doing. She felt lewd and perverted as Donna's tits mashed and rubbed across her face.
Donna reached down and shoved her jumpsuit down further, easing it over her hips and down her legs, then kicking it off. She lay full length atop the trembling blonde teenager, rubbing her body over Amy's, revelling in the softness of the teen teenage flesh against her own skin.
She pressed her lips down on Amy's own as her hands stroked the girl's body. She ground her pelvis in against the blonde, her hips forcing Amy's thighs apart as she fucked her like she had a cock, wishing she had one, even a rubber one.
Donna straddled her and sat up. She reached down and took Amy's hands, then pulled them up and pressed them against her breasts, rubbing them in slow circles, working the tender, sensitive orbs around.
She took Amy's right hand and pressed it against her belly, then slid it down between her legs, rubbing it up and down against her own moist pussy pad, smiling at the look of shock and dismay on the girl's face. Amy tried to pull her hand away but Donna easily held it in place as she humped her hips forward, grinding herself down on it.
She bent forward and gripped Amy's hair, jerking her head back and glaring angrily to scare her more. She let go of Amy's hand and the girl kept it in place.
"Push your finger in me," she breathed.
Amy stared back in alarm.
"Do it," she hissed.
Amy's frightened gaze slid down to the other woman's pussy and she hesitantly and reluctantly pressed her finger against the tight folds of Donna's pussy lips and eased it inwards. Her face crinkled up in distaste as she felt the moisture against her skin, and felt the tightness of Donna's pussy sucking on her digit as it pushed upwards.
"Deeper," Donna breathed.
Amy wriggled her finger up all the way to the knuckles.
"Fuck me with it," Donna smiled. "Yeah. Pump it in and out, bitch."
Amy slid her finger up and down inside the other woman's pussy channel, horribly embarrassed at such an intimate touch, but not willing to risk a beating by refusing.
"Two fingers now," Donna sighed. "Put another finger in."
Amy slowly worked a second finger inside the woman, pumping them in and out, her eyes closed to avoid the lewd and perverse sight.
But then suddenly Donna gripped her wrist and pulled her fingers away. She jammed both of Amy's hands down on the bunk next to her head and slid forward until she was kneeling above her head, her legs pressing down on Amy's arms to hold them there.
Amy stared up into the other woman's cunt from only inches away. She quickly yanked her eyes away, looking up the long, long length of Donna's body to her face way above her. The face was smiling, displaying glistening white teeth.
"All right, baby," Donna said. "Time to get to work."
Amy had no idea what she was talking about, but was horrified to find the other woman's crotch, her pussy, press right down on her mouth. She twisted her head to the side to get it away but Donna quickly gripped her hair and jerked her face sharply back.
She yelped in pain and looked up at Donna, eyes pleading.
"Suck my cunt, baby," Donna gritted. "Go on, lick it. Shove your tongue in me."
"Noooo! Plleeeeassse!" Amy moaned, on the verge of tears at the horrible humiliations being inflicted on her. She didn't even know what pussy eating was really. No one had ever eaten her pussy, and though she'd heard the term it had never really been explained to her.
But then help came from an unexpected, and completely unwanted direction. Karen crossed over and sat on the bunk, down near her lower body. Amy couldn't see her, but felt her hands prying her legs open and pressing her thighs back. Then she felt something moist and warm against her own pussy slit.
She gasped in shock, jerking helplessly as what had to be a tongue slid up and down her tight little cunt slit. She was shocked that anyone would want to do such a lewd and sickening, but when Donna slapped her face sharply she realized that this was exactly what Donna wanted.
She started sobbing quietly, but the other woman's pussy crushed her mouth again and she had no choice but to begin licking at it.
At first she just pushed her tongue out and licked blindly at whatever it touched, but as Donna growled her displeasure and cursed her, she searched frantically for a way to make the woman happy, and belatedly decided to imitate what Karen was doing down between her own legs.
So she shoved her tongue into the slit, parting her pussy lips and sliding it up and down between them. She rubbed her tongue against the top part of the slit, right where Karen was licking her, and used the same speed and movements as the other blonde woman.
Soon Donna was sighing and moaning in pleasure. That honestly surprised Amy, but she was gratified that the woman no longer seemed mad at her. She paid careful attention to what Karen was doing, tried to hide her disgust at it, and wriggled her tongue inside Donna's fuck opening.
She couldn't use her fingers as Karen was doing, but she did the best she could with just her tongue, and it seemed to be adequate. At least she wasn't being cursed or slapped, and her hair wasn't being pulled.
Her biggest problem, as Donna became more aroused, was that the woman was humping and grinding her pussy down on her face, making it hard to keep her tongue in contact with her clitty, and also mashing her nose and coating her face with cunt milk.
But that was a small thing compared to the fear she had of being beaten, so she continued to lick and suck on the woman's slit and clit, while Karen showed her the way.
Embarrassment can only last so long before it begins to fade into acceptance. Adrenaline and fear can last only so long, too. As her heart slowed down again and her fear eased, Amy's mind began to work once more.
She wondered how it was that Donna seemed to be enjoying the lewd tonguing of her pussy so much. After all, she herself felt no such pleasure at the deft tongue job Karen was doing to her. Karen wasn't hurting her, of course. In fact, she had to admit to herself that the licking felt kind of good.
But she was not aroused like Donna was, and felt no urge to moan and groan in pleasure like the older woman.
And when Donna let out a short gasp of delight and arched her back, humping desperately against Amy's mouth, Amy felt a kind of astonishment at the realization that the woman was having an orgasm. She also felt a small feeling of accomplishment and satisfaction that she had managed to do that.
The feeling was short lived, however. Donna soon climbed off her, and then Karen slid up her body and began kissing and fondling her. Soon Karen straddled her face like Donna had, and she had to lick at her pussy too.
Karen didn't kneel on her arms, though, and instead made Amy squeeze and rub her breasts, and showed her how to finger and stroke her clitty along with her tongue to make her come too.
When she got off it was Slade's turn. This was again something strange, and Amy felt something like surprise that the dark gleaming black skin felt the same to her touch as the other woman's white skin did.
It was still very odd to be licking and sucking on dark black skin and brown nipples. And when Slade knelt above her and lowered her cunt onto Amy's face, Amy felt new surprise that her insides were as pink as the other women.