She was about to protest when she became aware with a thrill of horror that there was a heated dampness up between her legs! Almost without realizing it, lulled by the seductive effect of the firelight and the drowsy aftermath of the drinks she had taken, she had been squirming swiftly against the pressure of his thumbs… squirming down into the satin edge of a sensual bedspread just beneath her buttocks. There was a ridge of thick braid piping around the outside of the coverlet and this had gradually worked its way into the crevice up between her legs, stimulating the tender lips of her vagina!
Without thinking, she spread her thighs directly to gain greater contact with the braid, hoping perhaps that the contact would still the unfamiliar ache now burning deep within her belly.
The rough braid, and the down filled bedspread beneath it, excited the sensitive pink lips of her cunt even further. The wetness spread among the springy hairs concealing her virginal slit. The naked teenaged girl felt tiny throbs of excitement pulsing in the tender bud of her clitoris, and bit her lower lip tightly to hold back the forbidden sensations flaming through her loins.
Stefan was still sucking and kissing the flesh of her inner thighs. But hadn't his lips moved a fraction higher still, even nearer to the intolerable tremors threatening her pussy? She dare not look. She knew she ought to sit up right now and tell him to stop it. She ought to twist away from those hungry lips and order him to get her clothes and take her home. She had relaxed as he suggested and the giddy sensations in her head were better now – infinitely less troubling than the waves of excitement trembling inside her wetly throbbing cunt.
She ought to… but somehow she didn't! She lay trembling on the soft bed, feeling the hard edge of the coverlet below her desire dampened pussy and the pressure of alien fingers and an alien mouth across her thighs.
Suddenly Susan froze. Stefan had moved his left hand to cup her vaginal mound with his palm, rotating it slightly in time to the rhythm of his gently sucking lips, grinding it down against the silken hairs of her pussy and down against the sensitive tingling bud between the moist lips of her cunt. Now the gyrating hand was moving faster, pulling the swollen vaginal flesh this way and that as his lips continued their remorseless advance up her leg.
The lustfully aroused teenager's breath quickened. She could feel her nipples, iron-hard in the cool air blowing across from the window as her ripening young breasts rose and fell above her laboring rib cage. Oh God! She must stop him now! She must!
Raising a hand from the silky smoothness of the coverlet she seized his wrist and gradually forced his hand up and away from her loins. His palm came to rest on the rounded bulge of her young belly, and she kept her own hand over it. She tried to hold it still but it moved as though possessed of a force of its own, kneading her sensitive flesh relentlessly.
The fingers of his other hand nudged at the top of her trembling young thighs, seeking to force their way between her legs as his tongue probed gently at the softly trembling flesh, unable to go any further because she had pressed them tightly together. The aroused little brunette girl squirmed down against the edge of the coverlet, knowing he would think she was trying to evade the intrusion of his hand when secretly she was pressing the braid into her own wet vaginal slit!
The hot flood of fluid excitement between her legs was increasing. She could feel the warm wetness oozing down the cheeks of her nakedly quivering buttocks, and she thrust down even harder to feed the pleasure building there. As his fingers worked more firmly trying to get her to open her legs, the knowledge that she must stop him surged back… but the excitement rationalized away the danger. Stefan could not – would not – be able to get his fingers or his wetly tormenting lips on her vaginal flesh without forcing her. And surely he wouldn't do that? Not Stefan? Besides it felt so wonderfully wicked at the moment – only pleasure and no danger!
She grasped his wrist more tightly, but this did not stop the movements of his hand. It was still able to move about freely, teasing her belly mercilessly. Susan closed her eyes more firmly and gave herself over to the rolling sensations of sensual delight coursing lustfully through her virginal body. Surely he wouldn't dare to go further…?
Abruptly she gasped – in surprise this time. Stefan had suddenly shifted his other hand, snatching it away from the vee at the top of her thins to slip the fingers beneath her naked young buttocks, and his wet lips were now sucking hungrily at the hairs nestling in the crease between her thighs and her pelvis. She could feel his tongue wetly spearing against the taut flesh, insinuating itself down, down towards her excitedly quivering pussy.
Raising herself slightly, she moved to grasp that hand too but, as soon as her hips eased off the mattress, the invading fingers snaked under the rounded moons of her ass, forcing their way between her tightly flexed asscheeks and the soaked, satin of the coverlet. A moment later, his outstretched middle finger had wormed its obscene way straight into the wetly heated cavern of her cunt!
The still half-drunk teenaged girl cried aloud, squirming against the lewd invasion of her virginal flesh. Her whole body went rigid until her impaled vagina had become accustomed to the alien finger probing at the moistly pulsating softness of its tender walls.
She could feel her cuntal lubricants seeping onto the palm of the hand beneath her buttocks as that tantalizing finger moved in circles inside her, expanding the tight little hole with each teasing rotation. It drove Susan almost out of her mind! She didn't think she could stand the maddening stimulation of her wildly pulsating pussy another moment… and at the same time a flood of shame washed over her virginal young body as the irresistible waves of indecent pleasure overcame her desire to resist.
She was bad, she was wicked, she was wrong! She could never dare to criticize her mother or her aunt now! She was just as bad as they were!
"Oh, God!" she groaned aloud as Stefan's tormenting finger increased its gyrations within the hot walls of her tight little cunt. "Oh, God… but it's so gooooood!"
For there was nothing in the world like this feeling; she had never known anything quite like it before, even during the few petting sessions she had already had with her adored Stefan! Tonight somehow it was different… it was perverted, it was wrong, but it was delicious! And it consumed the whole of her being until there was nothing else in the whole of creation but that single finger slowly fucking in and out of her excitedly throbbing pussy.
She didn't even jump when the finger was suddenly pulled away and the panting youth wrenched her trembling thighs apart and positioned himself between them. He dropped at once to a kneeling position, his eyes gleaming lasciviously in the firelight. And then, breathing harshly and heavily, he placed his palms flat against the sleek insides of her thighs and dropped his thumbs to her eagerly pulsing cuntal lips. Slowly drawing the pink folds of flesh apart, he exposed the moistly throbbing slit to his lustful gaze.
"No!" the aroused brunette girl cried desperately. "No, Stefan… you mustn't…! I can't…"
But with an animal groan of lewd hunger, Stefan dropped his face between her legs. Mumbling incoherently, he flicked out his tongue, and the naked teenager jerked galvanically as it came into contact with the smooth wet flesh within the narrow slit of her vagina.
He licked gently at the swollen bud of her clitoris, snuggled just above the wide-stretched entrance to her virginal young cunt, pressing his thumbs further apart to splay the hair-fringed edges of the pussy slit wider still. His tongue traced a path up and down its full length, probing the wet crevices hidden up between her thighs. Susan groaned aloud, a mindless slave now to the lewd sensations whirling in her dazed head.
The excited German boy gradually warmed to his task as he became more and more familiar with each tiny fold of the hotly pulsating flesh quivering under the ministrations of his lips and tongue… teasing for an instant at a particularly sensitive spot, listening to the girl's impatient mewlings above him, and then darting his tongue forward lizard-like at the last moment when he sensed she could wait no longer. She was groaning and writhing in complete wantonness on the bed now, with droplets of perspiration forming on the surface of the skin all over her body. Her forehead was beaded with it and she could feel a trickle running down the valley between her ripely budding breasts. Stefan thrust his head forward and sank his tongue deep into the scalding wet opening of her lewdly squirming pussy. She gave a throaty cry… and then began a slow, powerful grinding of her tongue-impaled cunt against his face, moaning loudly now in the firelit room.