Valerie kissed her again. Cindy's lips parted immediately and her eyelashes fluttered. Their mouths locked together, lips parted, panting and salivating. Cindy whimpered. Valerie moved her hand down and then slid it up under the girl's tee shirt. When she touched Cindy's naked tit, the girl shuddered but offered no resistance. Valerie kneaded her firm, smooth tit mounds and pulled at the peaks.
"Oooooh," Cindy moaned, squirming.
"You like to be felt up, don't you?" Valerie whispered, her lips moving on Cindy's lips as she spoke.
"Yes. But…"
"Just pretend that I'm a man," Valerie said. "A hand is a hand, and a tongue is a tongue. What's the difference? I don't have a cock, but I don't need one to pleasure you."
Cindy felt all resistance drain out of her. She knew this was wrong, that it was naughty if not wicked, but Valerie's fondling and kissing were melting the girl's inhibitions.
How far is she going to go? Cindy wondered. When should I stop her? Oh, it does feel so good – will I be able to stop her? What's happening to me?
Cindy felt that she was being used, that Valerie was using her as a plaything. The girl realized now why the older woman had brought her away to this mountain retreat – that it had not been out of friendship and affection, but out of a deviate's desire.
Yet the girl couldn't feel resentful or annoyed – because she was so damned hot!
If it had been a girl of her own age who had made this advance, Cindy would have nipped it in the bud, but she was in awe of the glamorous older woman and her very shyness prevented resistance as much as the desire she could not deny.
Valerie's lips moved on Cindy's and her hand massaged and fondled the girl's naked tits. She slowly drew Cindy's tee shirt up, exposing those magnificent tits. Cindy's nipples were standing out like little pink pillars, taut and tingling.
Valerie lowered her head and licked at those stiff tit tips, then sucked them into her lips, her head shifting from side to side as she mouthed both fleshy nuggets. Cindy whimpered and arched her back, thrusting her tits up to the woman's face. Valerie's long, raven-black hair swept over the plump tit globes as her lips worked on the peaks.
Her hand crept up the girl's naked thigh.
"No! No! Just my tits," Cindy gasped.
She closed her creamy thighs around Valerie's hand, blocking further progress. But then her legs parted again, as if of their own accord, as if they no longer responded to the commands of her mind but were taking orders from her steaming hot pussy, instead.
Valerie smiled, her lips turning up around a stiff nipple. Her seduction was succeeding.
She cupped her hand over Cindy's denim-clad crotch. The crotch-band of the girl's shorts was damp, and the heat of her cunt wafted through the sodden material. Valerie squeezed and rubbed and Cindy writhed with desire. The girl was out of control, stimulated to wild passion. Still sucking on her tits and licking up her deep cleavage, Valerie unfastened the waistband of the girl's shorts. They opened in a vee. Valerie slid her hand inside, cupping her palm on the nubile girl's plump pussy mound and dipping her fingers into her crotch.
Cindy's cunt-lips were unfurled like the petals of a pink blossom and her open cunt slot was flooded with pussy cream. Her clit was standing out as stiff as her nipples.
Valerie gazed down the plane of Cindy's arched body, looking at her steaming pussy. God, that cunt looked delicious! Valerie was yearning to go down on the teenager, to suck and tongue that sweet pussy. Her mouth was watering for it and her tongue was as aroused as her clit. But she was afraid to move too fast, afraid that she might frighten the innocent kid into resistance if she went too far too soon. She decided to be patient and to make sure that Cindy was too hot to resist.
But in that, Valerie had blundered. She had misjudged the extent of Cindy's arousal.
Cindy could not have resisted if Valerie had started to suck her cunt at that moment. The girl had never been so hot before. And as Valerie's fingers rubbed her cunt-lips and brushed her clit, she began to rise toward the crest. Her ass churned and her hips jolted. She thrust her cunt out against Valerie's groping hand. Valerie tilted her wrist and slowly fed two stiff fingers up the girl's soaking fuck-hole, using her thumb to caress her clit. Cindy was vibrating all through her body.
She arched deeply, as if galvanized, as the waves of pure joy rushed across her slim belly and shot like an electric current up her sleek thighs. Her clit went off like a stick of dynamite and her cunt creamed. Hot pussy juice poured out into Valerie's hand.
"Oh! I'm coming!" Cindy wailed, as if the fact surprised her and stunned her. And it surprised Valerie, as well.
Valerie had not intended to bring the girl off by hand – she had wanted to reserve that pleasure for her tongue. But it was too late now.
"Yeah – yeah – cream for me, baby!" the dark-haired beauty gasped. She slid her fingers in and out of Cindy's fuck-hole and moved her thumb against her clit.
Spasms shook Cindy. She moaned and whimpered. Her hot cunt was going off like a machine gun as wave after wave rushed through her loins and her pussy creamed again and again.
Frothy cunt juice poured out of the girl's cunt, flooding her crotch and seeping down into the crack of her ass. She jerked and twitched, riding her orgasm, each wave coming higher than the one before.
Valerie steadily finger-fucked the girl through that wild multiple orgasm, loving to bring her off, to feel her shudder and hear her whimper. The girl's clit throbbed and her cunthole melted.
The last spasm rippled through Cindy. The movement of her ass and hips slowed and she slumped back on the couch. Valerie rubbed her pussy a moment more, to make sure that she had milked off every drop and worked off every dynamic spasm.
"Nice?" she asked.
Cindy looked at the woman in amazement. She nodded. She still couldn't understand why a woman's hand should have brought her to such a glorious climax, nor could she deny it.
"There are nicer things we can do, too," Valerie whispered.
She drew her hand out of the girl's soaking cunt and brought it up to her lips. Her tongue flicked out, licking Cindy's cunt juice from her fingers. Cindy stared at her, wide-eyed.
"Ummmm – your cunt juice is yummy," Valerie purred. "Even when I lick it off my fingers it's delicious – and I can't wait to drink it, all hot and frothy, right out of your cunt."
Valerie fluttered her tongue, letting the girl see the pleasure that was in store for her. Her pink tongue was streaked with milky ribbons of cunt juice.
"I'm so fucking hungry for your pussy," she sighed.
Cindy shook her head. Her lower lip was trembling.
Valerie paid no heed. She slid off the couch and knelt between the blonde teenager's sleek thighs, gazing at that creamy feast and licking her lips.
But Cindy said: "No!"
CHAPTER TWO
Cindy moved away, her sweet ass sliding along the couch. She pulled the front of her shorts up and fastened them, then sat with her legs firmly pressed together. A trickle of cunt juice ran slowly down her leg.
Valerie stared at the girl in disappointment. She knew where she had slipped up, of course. She had misjudged Cindy's arousal and had finger-fucked her too long. Now that the girl had creamed, she was once more in control of herself. Valerie was going to have to wait, obviously, until the girl was horny again.
But cunning Valerie knew how to arrange that.
"Look, I'm sorry – but I'm just not that sort of girl," Cindy said. "I shouldn't have let you suck my tits and finger-fuck me, even – but I sure won't let you suck my cunt."
Valerie shrugged, playing it cool – although she was anything but cool. She was lusting for Cindy's pussy.