the girlish horn rubbed the lips of her lover's cunt.
It really was quite similar to the sensation of a man's cock, Lisa thought with excitement. She sucked gratefully at Candice's tongue as it darted deeply into her mouth, thrusting upwards with her own pubis and learning how to return the girl's thrilling movements. Taking turns, Lisa and Candice worked their respective cunts into a lather of passion. They adopted a vigorous, sexy timing; their rhythm allowing first Lisa's, and then Candice's mons veneris to ride under the other girl's crotch-pressing stiffly into the hot, juicy lips and giving them a brief but glorious bruising…
The sun soon dried their bodies, but under the intoxication of fondling, kissing and rubbing their flesh together, the girls became damp with perspiration. Their breasts seemed to stick against one another, the soft skin of the young orbs becoming adhesive, the bright and prominent nipples quivering as they were fumbled back and forth; while their thighs and lower limbs soon grew moist and gluey with the love-seed which trickled slowly from the girl's pussies.
“I love you! Oh, how I love you!” Candice breathed. She stroked Lisa's hair with her free hand, tenderly caressing the girl's face. A deep, wondering expression of compassion and adoration welled up in Candice's large blue eyes, and then she closed them blissfully-biting down into Lisa's mouth and sucking first the upper lip and then the lower lip strongly between her teeth. Lisa opened her mouth, unresisting. And Candice sucked with a steadily increasing passion, making muffled but obviously ecstatic cries as she dipped her tongue down between the base of Lisa's gums and the girl's cruelly distended lip.
A few minutes of this wild petting fired Lisa for more intimate kisses. She reached down to Candice's hips and pulled the girl gradually upwards-making Candice slide slowly over the front of her body. Reluctantly releasing the juicy morsels of Lisa's lips, the American girl wriggled obediently forward; pausing when her breasts were level with the other girl's mouth and raising herself up on her elbows so that Lisa could give the down-hanging titties a long, generous mouthing.
Lisa chewed wetly on the thick nipples-transferring her lips from One to the other-sucking at the teats until they seemed to! her feverish imagination as if their ripe red udders were yielding a sweet flow of warm milk…
When they popped free of her mouth, Candice's nipples were swollen and had turned to an even deeper shade of crimson. Around them, scored deeply into the white flesh of the breasts, were the sharp indents left by Lisa's teeth: the slow-fading marks giving an appearance of cruel maltreatment to the pure, creamy skin. Candice sighed contentedly, jigging about and making her titties swing heavily from side to side-so close to Lisa's face that they brushed against her nose. Then she levered her body further upwards, bringing her belly down like a soft pillow against her lover's mouth…
Lisa kissed the hot tummy, her lips puckered and moving all over the gently curving slope, past the curl of the navel and down to the whiteness just below the belly-button-where Candice's swimsuit had left a tell-tale tidemark of untanned flesh. She stuck her tongue out and licked tormentingly along the right-hand furrow which made a deep crease from the girl's hip to her crotch. Candice shuddered with beautiful delight.
“Oh, that feels so marvellous!” she gasped. Her thighs opened and she urged her loins even closer to Lisa's mouth. “Please do it again, baby! Tease me some more!”
Willingly, Lisa applied her tongue to the warm furrow, so soft and so moist with salty perspiration. This time, when she had traced completely down the groove, her tongue slipped uncontrollably into the girl's red cunt-its wet, probing tip licking against the slit and curling upwards to stab urgently at the throbbing button of Candice's clitoris. Holding her new friend firmly, with I both hands clamped to the cheeks of her arse, Lisa made the small but wildly stiff stalk twitch about under her tongue. She could hear the moans and the breathless panting which Candice was trying desperately to suppress-knowing that too much noise might attract attention from teachers and pupils who were probably sunning themselves on the adjoining balconies. But Lisa was pitiless.; She recalled in detail how Kathleen Wynter had explained that the clitoris was the most sensitive organ in a girl's body: needing only a brief stimulation to create tremendous excitement-even an orgasm-in the female who was receiving this kind of caress. And she worried at the virile, fishy-tasting bud until Candice sobbed urgently that she must stop… that she couldn't stand it..'. that her quim was growing too itchy and painful!
Under Lisa's fingers, the plump flesh of the girl's buttocks rose and fell-squirming in vain as they tried to thrash up and down. Deliberately, Lisa was holding them as tightly as possible: preventing Candice from giving full vent to her feelings, keeping the girl as nearly motionless as possible…
When Candice finally began to spend, the climax was incredible! Lisa quickly shifted her lips to the pumping wound-clamping her mouth widely over the streaming slit so that she could catch every drop of the precious liquid which Candice was losing. The flow trickled away, but another spurt commenced as Lisa tentatively thrust her tongue into the dripping hole of the girl's vulva and licked it around in an exploring, arousing movement; her nose pressed tightly to the humid mound of Candice's pubis.
When this further climax had also abated, the girls struggled into a new position: Candice squirming quickly around and rolling over so that she could repay Lisa for the glorious excitement she had just received. Lisa spread her thighs boldly, eagerly. She trembled all over as her friend's mouth came down on her quim-feeling the soft, firm bite of Candice's lips as they sucked into her own swollen-lipped sex and the girl's tongue lapped with the speed of a thirsty pussy-cat into the slit.
Lisa again applied her lips to Candice's cunt. The hole was absolutely soaking; the skin around the actual inlet sticky and awash with love-cream that was still dripping from her lovely gash. Candice was once more on top of Lisa, but her naked body now pressed into the English girl from the most exciting position possible: her breasts squashing into Lisa's belly, her crotch grinding down on Lisa's face, her chin resting firmly on the blonde patch of pubic hair… while her mouth guzzled noisily at Lisa's thrusting quim.
As Candice fondled her hands along the soft inner flesh of Lisa's outstretched thighs, Lisa herself scratched arousingly into her room-mate's back; moving her sharp little fingernails from the middle of the girl's spine, passing them across the writhing white cheeks until red criss-cross marks appeared on the beautiful flesh. She occasionally drove her nails between the buttocks, scratching with a lighter touch over the tender crack of Candice's anus, all the time sucking strongly at the pungent mouth which had grown so inflamed and glutinous.
The girls rocked in a sweet, increasing rhythm. They cried out several times as the pitch of their excitement made them breathless and near to swooning, yielding that honeyed mucous-so hot and heavily flavoured! — until their bodies gradually subsided and they felt satisfied and content merely to kiss gently at each other's dripping, tingling cunts…
Lisa wasn't given time to lay quietly and savour the experience, however, for the Headmistress was waiting to officially welcome her to the school! Drowsy and pleasurably aching, she let Candice take her back to the shower so that they could remove all traces of the tell-tale odours of lust; and as she leaned intimately against Candice, her arm wound tightly around the girl's waist, Lisa decided that she was going to enjoy her enforced stay at Byblos School.
For a second or two she felt a stab of conscience. She hadn't once thought of Richard since her arrival in the Lebanon. Poor Richard! He was probably going through hell at that horrible-sounding preparatory school. And Sandhurst would be even worse for him J..
But then Lisa-to her surprise-dismissed her stepbrother from her mind. She had her own life to lead, she decided. And it was up to her to make the best of it…
CHAPTER SIX
Dusk was falling as the two boys walked stealthily along the narrow, winding lane, their ears straining for the sound of pursuit and their heads turning sharply to look over their shoulders at the slightest noise from behind them.
The crescent moon shone wanly out of an overcast sky, lighting their way with shafts of pale illumination. They walked faster, keeping close together, their breath coming harshly and their senses alerted for danger. Fernleigh School now lay two miles from their present position, sprawled out in its private grounds to the south. As they jogged steadily forward, Richard glanced at his companion. The boy caught his eye and grinned: punching Richard's shoulder in a friendly, encouraging fashion, panting quietly:
“Not far now! The lane bends in a moment-and they should be there, waiting for us!”
