Sharon started to get up. "I think I'd better be going," she said.
"No!" Elaine said, jumping to her feet. "You can't!" She was standing directly in front of Sharon now, a hand outstretched as if to restrain her. "I won't let you."
Sharon smiled. "I really do have to leave, Elaine. I'm sorry, but…"
"Oh, no you don't!" Elaine said, and dropped to her knees in front of her. "Sharon! For God's sake, let me suck you."
"What's come over you?" Sharon said.
"You," Elaine said. "That's what's come over me." Suddenly she leaned forward, pushed Sharon's skirt up to the tops of her thighs, and began to lick the sleekly nyloned legs, first one and then the other.
Sharon put her hands on Elaine's shoulders and tried to push her away. But it was like pushing against a wall. For such a fragile, feminine-looking girl, Elaine was almost unbelievably strong.
"What are you doing?" Sharon said. "Stop that!"
For answer, Elaine moved her, mouth up the warm swell of Sharon's thigh to the two-inch expanse of bare, flesh between the top of her stocking and the taut bottom edge of her panties.
Sharon tried again to push her away – with no more success than she'd had the first time. "Stop," she said. "Please stop, Elaine."
But Elaine seemed not to have heard, her broad tongue lapping up the juice that had seeped down below Sharon's bikini. Then she put her hands behind Sharon's hips and pulled her forward in the chair until her pussy was just over the edge.
Sharon put her knees together, but Elaine pried them apart and buried her head between her thighs again. This time, she put her mouth directly over Sharon's slit, forcing the nylon between the lips, with her tongue.
"Elaine…" Sharon began. "Elaine, don't…"
Elaine reached up beneath Sharon's skirt, caught the waistband of her panties with her fingertips, and drew them off in one quick, fluid motion.
"Why, you little bitch!" she said, laughing. "You're just as horny as I am. These panties are absolutely soaked." She tossed the panties aside. "Don't you want to take your dress off too, honey?"
"No," Sharon said.
Elaine smiled. "I'll bet you will a little later on," she said, and put her head between Sharon's thighs again.
Sharon watched Elaine licking the juice from her sable curls for a few moments, then sighed and closed her eyes. There was nothing she could do about this, she knew. She could only submit, and hope that Elaine didn't get so carried away that she began to bite. She took a deep breath, then another. The smell of her and Elaine's cunt was beginning to make her dizzy.
"Why've you got your eyes shut?" Elaine said.
"I don't know."
"Well, watch me, honey. I want you to."
"Why?"
"I enjoy it more that way."
Sharon opened her eyes.
"That's better," Elaine said, and began to lap the juice from Sharon's streaming lips like a cat lapping up cream.
"Ohhhh," Sharon breathed.
"Good?" Elaine asked thickly, her mouth filled with juice.
"Ummm!" Sharon said.
Elaine swallowed the juice and began to lap again, pulling Sharon's lips slowly apart licking the thickening membrane between the outer and inner labia. It was strange, Sharon reflected dreamily, how much girls' tongues differed from one another. There were no two alike, really, and no two girls used them alike. Vickie, for example. Vickie's tongue was long and thin and pointed, capable of incredible extension. And when she sucked, she did so with long, deep thrusts, keeping her tongue stiff and moving it in and out almost exactly as if it were a man's prick. If ever the word tonguefucking applied to a girl's oral technique, it applied to Vickie's.
But Elaine, on the other hand, had a broad, flat, very thick tongue with a wonderfully rough surface that seemed to draw Sharon's membrane to itself like hundreds of tiny suction cups. Elaine didn't tonguefuck; she sucked and licked, and in her own way she was every bit as skilled as Vickie.
Elaine had spread Sharon's cunt wide apart now.
"Oh, Elaine… oh, my God…"
"Press your legs against my head a little harder, honey," Elaine said. "If there's one thing I love, it's the feet of round garters on my face."
"I know," Sharon said. "I like it too."
"Rolled right up to your pussy – and all neat and taut and everything. It's just wonderful. Round garters, way up high, are ten times sexier than pantyhose, don't you think?"
"Yes," Sharon said, lifting her pussy toward Elaine's mouth. "Suck me."
"Remember now," Elaine said. "Press real hard." Sharon watched Elaine's face burrow into the folds of her widely spread cunt, then clamped her head between her thighs, remembering how good Vickie's hard round garters had felt against her face the first night she had been able to convince Vickie she ought to wear them. Vickie had worn them often for Sharon after that – agreeing that, in bed, they gave cunt-sucking a whole new dimension.
As Sharon relaxed, thrilling to the feel of Elaine's questing tongue, she reached up and unbuttoned the top of her dress. Reaching down into the nearly-nothing bra, she began to fondle herself, kneading the firm flesh gently, rolling it beneath her palm, feeling the hard little nipple.
But she liked to see as well as feel herself, and she took out her breast and began to twist the nipple back and forth, pulling it forward until it slipped from between her fingers, then squeezing it and pulling it out again, time after time.
Then, on impulse, she slipped off a shoe and trailed her toe up the inside of Elaine's thigh until it reached the juice-filled groove below the naked mound. Slowly she moved her toe the length of Elaine's cunt lips and back again. Elaine, her tongue probing into Sharon's pussy, moaned with pleasure. Sharon pushed her toe between the lips and began to rotate it – slowly at first, then faster and faster until she was spinning it in the hot little well as fast as she could.
The combination of Elaine's tongue in her cunt, her own toe in Elaine's cunt, and the violent massaging she had been giving her breast at last took its toll, and she began to cum.
It was a long, long orgasm – one of the longest she had ever had.
"Wow!" Elaine said as she took her head from between Sharon's legs and sank back on her heels. "Did you ever go off! I thought for a minute your pussy was going to suck my tongue right out of my mouth. I mean it. You've really got suction in there."
Sharon smiled at her, saying nothing, trying to catch her breath.
"Now turn around," Elaine said.
"What?"
"I want to rim you."
"Oh."
"Don't you want me to?"
"Oh, yes!"
"Well, then turn yourself around and face the chair. I want that gorgeous little ass right up in my face, where I can get to it. All of it."
"But no love-bites," Sharon said.
"Don't worry," Elaine said. "I may feel like it. I may even feel like eating the whole thing all the way off. But I won't."
"Promise?"
"I promise. Now turn around."
Sharon got down on her knees in front of the chair, drew her skirt up around her waist, and rested her elbows on the cushion. "That all right?" she said.
"Perfect," Elaine said. "Just perfect."
At first, as Elaine licked her hips, Sharon felt a little apprehensive – especially when the other girl paused now and then to suck up a mouthful of skin – but when she realized Elaine was being careful to cover her teeth with her lips, she felt much less tense. And soon she gave herself over entirely to the exquisite pleasure of having her ass sucked.
Elaine's mouth moved in hot, wet circles, bathing every inch of Sharon's right buttock. Sharon could feel herself begin to juice again, more copiously than ever. And when Elaine's tongue brushed across her anus on its way to her other hip, she thought for a moment she was going to have another orgasm. She was impatient to be rimmed, and came near saying as much. But she knew how much, Elaine was enjoying herself, and she said nothing.