At first it seemed strange to Maryon to be kissing so passionately another girl, but in seconds her own arms came about the other slimmer body and pressed it to hers, jamming her tongue against the flickering dart that probed her, closing her big blue eyes and letting ha emotions take over. Her hands roved over the slim back and dropped to cup the cool hard balls of Karen's provocative ass and lifted the girl up by the letting her fingers ride into and explore the soft-walled crack they found there. After a hot, swaying while, Karen shook her little head and pushed away. "Come," she said, "let's sit down a while." Both girls were breathless as they sat on the edge of the bed.
Karen slid her hand along a fake leopard skin and took Maryon by the wrist, saying nothing. The blonde girl drew her knees up, mashing them against her breasts, while Karen peered at her with a grin on her elvish face, her eyes traveling over Maryon's body as if she wanted to drink it all in, her lips half-parted as she softly breathed.
Neither spoke for a while and the muffled, draped room heard only the sound of their breathing. Against her knees Maryon could feel her nipples touching the soft down and she gently swayed so as to increase the sensuous contact. Then Karen broke the heady silence.
"C'mon, kiddo, now's the time to eat me," she said. Slowly letting her body uncurl, she lay back on the colorful bed, her hairless green-tinted body stark under the subdued lights, her over-slender legs parted and hanging down to the floor, her bent attitude thrusting up her hip-bones and pelvis, pools of shadow at the base of her belly. As Maryon hesitated, she quivered the muscles of her completely defoliated quim and languidly put her folded arms under her head, willing to be a voluptuous victim. The quiver-lipped hole at her crotch, all one shade of pale green, seemed to beckon Maryon. Still she hesitated, fascinated by the sight. Karen wriggled her hips, then reached down with one hand and, scissoring her fingers, parted her labia, spreading her legs wide against the soft-rugged floor. "There it is, Miss Maryon Alysun," she said. "Come on and do me good… and I'll do the same for you."
Slowly Maryon slid off the bed and onto her knees between Karen's slim legs. Head down, she put her hands on the thin thighs and with her thumbs pried apart the naked green-white lips. She felt strangely hypnotized… repelled and attracted at the deliberateness of it all… no hot furious moment as she'd been caught up in at her initiation. Gradually, with open mouth, she lowered her head, letting her hands slide up to cover the hard-cored little nipples that played against her palms like jumbo-sized rubber erasers. Already, before her lips were on it, the bare taut skin of Karen's cunt was flickering and the vulva pubated in anticipation. Now that she was thinking about what she was doing, Maryon thought that the hot mouth would taste odd, perhaps even repulsive, but it didn't, she discovered. It was clean and firm and from it came the lingering odor of bath-salts. Without further hesitation, she leaned in and pushed her rosebud lips against ovalled cunt and delivered a kiss.
Then, intoxicated with the whole atmosphere, she jammed her mouth in, forcing the thighs apart with her cheeks, and started licking. She stuck her tongue out and hardened it, wriggling it about until the other girl began to gently moan. A spark of pleasure at her power clenched her eyes and she went at it even stronger, delving deeper, teasing her tongue up and down the moist slit, going faster, stopping, starting again at a slower pace, washing from side to side, flickering in and out like a snake's fangs, while the girl above her groaned and snorted. "Get my clit, kiddo. Chew on my clit, lover," Karen whispered hoarsely. Maryon moved her head up a bit until she felt the hard protrusion peeking out of the smooth, wet surfaces of the soft vulva, then, drawing back her lips, took the little nodule between her dainty white teeth, nibbling like a rabbit on a stalk of lettuce.
"Oooooohhhhhh! Oooooohhhhhh! Baaaaabbbbbbyyyyy!" she heard above her. With thumbs and forefingers she squeezed and plucked at the hard rubbery nipples and felt against her arms and cheeks and forehead the long shivering shudders that racked the out-stretched Karen's slender young body. She roiled the third nipple between her teeth, smelling the sweet-sour smell of the liquid oozing out against her full red lips. From time to time she altered her action on Karen's clitoris, sometimes sucking lightly at it like a straw, sometimes letting its slight length pull back down between her teeth by its own elasticity, which set her palpitating patient to fresh inventions of chants and chirrups.
Karen was a quivering mass of hot olive jelly under her plunging, plundering mouth. The hard, tight-skinned hips rode up and the thin thighs clamped her hot, flushing cheeks. "Keep going, lover," the hoarse voice said, "don't stop – don't stop – Goddamn it. Don't slow down, honey! Just keep going – so I can – can come – can-can-can oorrrbbbrrhhhmm COME!"
Maryon burrowed deeper and now, relentlessly, as though trained by years of perfecting practice, she began a new, more rigorous manipulation of Karen's trigger-clit, pulling at it evenly and letting it tuggingly slide free, gripping its tiny base and tonguing its tender tip before letting it struggle free once more. Almost immediately the bare-cunted girt reached climax, lifting her legs and wrapping them about Maryon's neck, pulling her deep and hard against her crotch tin the blonde tasted spiced milk on her tongue, smelt the ripe odor of toasted cheese in her distended nostrils, and felt gluey cream on her trembling chin.
Presently the vise about her neck relaxed and Karen's hands came wandering down to bury themselves in her golden curls.
"Come on up here, baby," Maryon heard softly, and obediently she climbed up over the other girl's slim body till she lay extended on it, nipple to nipple, crotch to crotch. Again Karen's mouth searched for hers, and together the two drained out with kisses the residue of the black-haired girl's royal honey.
It was some time later when Karen gently pushed her off. "Your turn now, baby," she said, and herself adjusted the bigger, younger girl's body on the animal skins as she had formerly lain, arms behind head, legs apart and touching the floor so that Maryon could feel the sweet strain of her breasts and belly as they arched. Then fragile fingers boldly brushed aside the coiled, sweaty hairs of her golden cunt-concealer and pulled her tender lips aside. As the deft manipulations went ahead, her mind took her back… to memories of Mike's fingers and the other boys who'd fumbled there in fascination. But Karen, true daughter of her own female knowledge, knew exactly how to arouse her and bring her up to new plateaus of premeditated pleasure. Ripples of sheer, unashamed delight ran through her as, the penetrating fingers carefully removed, she recognized the first touch of tender lips, and she trembled with delicious and unencumbered disregard as Karen's velvet tongue cylindered itself like a hummingbird's and darted with an adept's craft into the central core of her being.
Her own moans and little cries of gratification were softer than her friend's had been, and instead she shuddered from her mouth, the muted sounds sending subtle shocks through her glowing body as she threshed her golden head in utter abandon. Soon hands were sliding lovingly up and about her breasts, and fingers toyed delicately with her nipples, twisting them this way and that and pulling on them till it seemed they'd be lifted from her.
And then the teeth! On that undernourished little node of gristle that was her clitoris! That few boys had treated with commiserating respect, and none with ultimate expertise!
Karen teased and tormented it with tiny nips and tender tugs, munching with her mouth the while on the extrusions of her labia, until she could stand the passive role of recumbency no longer. Already gold shoots of glory were suffusing her groin and growing longer shafts to fickle the insides of her tits and scorch the relaxed sphincter muscles of her hot-hearted rectum. With one easy, graceful movement she threw herself forward, sitting up, then leaning down over that black head until her quivering nipples were entangled in the greenish-shiny-jet-sleek net. She lifted her feet from the floor and flung her legs over Karen's shoulders, bending her knees back and out to force that searching face smothering into her crotch, crossing her arms hard against the back of Karen's neck so that there was no way this epitome of ecstasy could escape her. Eagerly, her ass sliding off the bed, she ground her writhing hips and silkily slid her flexing thighs against the hot satin cheeks of this girl, her friend, who was at the same time her slave and mistress.