"Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever been naked outdoors."
"I know a place out in the country where we can go," Roberta Jean said.
"I would have to call home and lie or something. I think I can do it."
"Good girl. In my car we will be there in less than an hour," Roberta Jean said.
"Tell me about this place out in the country. What is it like?"
"It's very close to where I grew up, in Jefferson County. I know a long dirt road that heads deep into a woods. This time of year there aren't any bugs. You wouldn't want to go there in July after dusk because the mosquitoes would eat you alive. But it will be nice now. The night breeze is warm enough, but I'll bet the earth is still moist."
"Just like me," Roseanna said with glee. "Tell me more!"
"At the end of this dirt road is a babbling brook that is shallow enough to wade around in. There are flat rocks in the brook that are perfect for sunning."
"Did you skinny dip there when you were young?" Roseanna asked.
"No," Roberta Jean replied, momentarily somber. "But I wish I had."
Roseanna dropped the subject and excused herself to make the phone call. Her mother said it was fine if she studied late with her friend Felicia and then spent the night. Mommy never checked up on Roseanna. She was too worried about Sookie. Roseanna was the one she could trust.
Roberta Jean smiled alone in her office sitting at her desk. When it rains it pours, she thought to herself. It had been one hell of a semester.
In the car during the ride Roseanna said, "Did you hear the news, Miss Richardson?"
"What news?" the blonde woman asked.
"You remember that guy who raped Melinda Madison and that other girl?" Roseanna said. Roberta Jean could feel a chill running up and down her spine.
"Yes. How could I forget?" Roberta Jean said nervously.
"Well, he escaped from jail. Him and three other guys. Nobody knows how they got out. It was in this morning's paper. There is a rumor that it was an inside job – that someone paid off a guard or something like that."
"I sure hope that maniac doesn't come around here," Roberta Jean said.
"Me too," Roseanna said sincerely. Her green eyes were temporarily filled with gloom. There was something about Oriental chicks that made Miss Richardson super-hot. She could feel her panties getting all wet right there in the car. The ride was only going to about forty-five minutes – but it was going to feel like much longer to both the blonde counselor and the black haired teenager.
It was getting dark by the time they arrived at the end of the dirt road. Everything was bigger than Roseanna had imagined it to be. The brook, the sky, the trees, the grassy knoll where they would sprawl.
Roseanna became suddenly aggressive the second they arrived on the spot. She breathed fresh air into her lungs and felt her sap running. Roseanna kissed the older woman hungrily on the mouth. Even as their lips pressed together the little girl was unbuttoning the woman's blouse. The little girl pulled out one breast and began to squeeze it.
Roseanna lowered her face to the woman's bosom – by this time having the blouse unbuttoned all the way so that both jugs were exposed.
Roseanna licked and sucked at both nipples. Roberta Jean pulled away and suggested that they both get completely naked. The little Oriental girl thought this was an excellent idea.
They sprawled naked together in the grass. The earth was cool and – just as Roberta Jean had suggested earlier – it was still a little moist. By this time Roseanna's pussy was not a little moist. The ripe Oriental poontang was soaking wet with the natural lubrication being secreted by the little glands inside her virginal pussy. They pressed the fronts of their bodies together as they necked wildly. They rubbed their tits together. Roberta Jean's tits, naturally, were a good deal larger than the petite Roseanna Ho.
"I want to eat your cunt," Roseanna said.
"Devour it. Eat me. Be a cannibal."
"Oh, I want to taste you. Drink your juices."
"Quaff deeply from my twat's honey." Roberta Jean opened her knees and the little girl went down. Roseanna dipped her tongue lightly into that molten honey pot.
She laved gingerly at the near-convulsable cooze. The petite Oriental girl used her tongue gingerly across the pink tissues. Roberta Jean, it was clear, was loving each subtle caress a little more than the one before. Her pleasure was mounting. There was no one within miles of them. There was no reason to suppress their exclamations of pleasure. Roberta Jean Richardson began to moan and groan loudly with her feminine enjoyment right from the very first lick to her drooling quim.
Then – all of a sudden – Roseanna Ho began to suck hungrily at the blonde woman's pink cunt. She sucked at the hole, drawing the juices right out.
Then she sucked at the clit and gave Roberta Jean a remarkable come, a come that made the top of the counselor's head feel like it was going to blast right off because of the pressure inside her rapidly reeling brain. The veins at the blonde's temples were bulging and protruding, dilated with the intensity of her orgasmic sensations.
When Roberta Jean became still the little Oriental girl could feel a tremendous ache both inside and outside of her pussy.
"The problem with being a lesbian is that you only have the outside of your cunt pleasured," Roseanna said. "I still feel a desire for penetration, but I tense up at the thought of a man's cock getting near me."
"You don't need a man's cock for penetration," Roberta Jean said.
"No?"
"If you like, I'll pop your cherry right now for you," the woman said.
"You mean, with your fingers, Miss Richardson?" Roseanna inquired.
"That's right. As you can see, I have very, very long fingers."
"They sure do look like they could fit far up inside me."
"My fingers could penetrate to your dimpled cervix – and beyond!"
"Wow, and three of those fingers would stretch me like a real dick."
"Especially if I twisted them as I worked them in and out of you."
"You are making me seethe talking to me like this. I can't," Roseanna said.
"You can't what?"
"I can't say no," the Oriental girl said. "Will it hurt?"
"Maybe a little. I promise I will be very gentle," Roberta Jean said.
"Maybe a little cold water to numb the tissues first would be good?"
"You don't want to be numb. You want to feel everything. The cold water will numb your pleasure as well as your pain."
"I guess you know best, Miss Richardson," Roseanna said.
"Of course I do, sweetheart. Of course I do. There is an advantage to having your cherry popped by my fingers, you know."
"What's that?"
"My fingers can pry the hymen open and maybe open it far enough without tearing the flesh. A cock would just bust it right away," Roberta Jean said.
"I bet that you will be more gentle than any guy would anyway," Roseanna said. The little girl could feel her juices flowing out of her twat as she sprawled back in the grass and opened her legs. Roseanna folded her hands behind her head so that her elbows were pointing in opposite directions. It was dark outside by this time, very, very dark, and the little girl could see a plethora of stars in the sky. The older woman stroked rightly at the little girl's tits, belly, ass and inner thighs. She then rubbed up and down Roseanna's outer cunt lips with her fingertips. The pink flesh there was already slippery from her wetness. The woman massaged the clit for a moment, but not for too long. She quickly worked her fingers in between the inner cunt lips, at the mouth of the little girl's unused fuck hole. The woman worked her fingers up under the base of the pubic bone and found the hymen. The little girl tried to relax. She could feel the tissues stretching and – yes – they tore a little bit. She let out a sharp cry of pain as the older woman's fingers pushed past the now useless hymen into the inner cunt – touching the petite Oriental girl where she had never been touched before.