the girl's hip to fondle the larger globes in back. As her mouth made slurping, sucking sounds on Lorna's breast, Pat's finger toured the deep crevice in the rear, searching for, then finding the sucked-in hole there. With a circling motion of her fingertip, she coaxed the anus to pucker and sip at her finger, then gently eased it into the hot dry tunnel.
'I wanna come!' Lorna cried. 'Finger my cit, damn it! Help me! I gotta come!'
'There, there,' Pat whispered, releasing her breast from the steaming heat of her mouth. 'If you like my finger, love, you'll love my tongue. Now kneel down like a good girl and let me tongue that tight little asshole.'
'Never mind my asshole,' Lorna panted, but obeying Pat's request to kneel. 'I need it in my cunt!'
Still paying no attention to Lorna's demands, Pat slipped behind her, keeping her finger deeply seated in the girl's rectum until she positioned herself in a kneeling position between Lorna's legs. Then she carefully unscrewed her finger from the sucking tunnel and spread the twin globes of flesh apart, placing her open mouth over the little bud, sucking it and teasing it with the tip of her tongue. She backed away enough to look at the blinking eye, moist now with her own saliva, and suddenly swooped down again, driving her wet tongue up the tight hole.
'Nnnnggghhh!' Lorna screeched, quickly reaching down with her own hand to satisfy the tormented ache of her itching cit. The mere touch of her finger released the orgasm churning inside her. Pat's slippery tongue swirling up her rectum became a delicious treat now that her juices were flushing freely.
Pat was delighted with the reaction the girl in her fantasy was showing and decided it was time to taste the forbidden fruit. Certainly Karen wouldn't object to having her cunt licked now, she thought, withdrawing her tongue from the depths of the tight hole. She lowered her mouth slightly, her nose buried now in the crease of those pillows of flesh, and licked at the tender lips of Lorna's weeping pussy.
Karen. My Karen… Pat heard herself calling. But a safety mechanism in her brain kept her from saying the name out loud. Mmmmm… sweet, delicious nectar, my love… Her mind was consumed with the fantasy and she was unware that Lorna had maneuvered herself over on her back, while Pat's tongue dipped feverishly into her well of passion to lick away the joy-juice as fast as it seeped from the innermost walls.
Still in a dream-like trance, Pat submitted willingly when Lorna began stripping her clothes off. Yes, yes, she encouraged the girl silently. Now you must drink from my fountain… suck on my tits, you lovely thing… mmmmm… your mouth is so warm and eager to eat all of me. When she opened her eyes, blond hair was cascading down her stomach and the hot, open mouth was sucking at the sopping wet entrance to her longing slit. This could very well be Karen, she thought as the fog lifted from her head and she felt the talented tongue flick over and around her swollen cit. She found herself lifting her legs off the floor and bringing her knees back toward her chest to expose everything to the hungry mouth.
'Lick my ass too,' she said softly and Lorna immediately went to the task. 'Mmmmm… that's good.'
It was no longer necessary for Pat to fantasize. She had satisfied her present lust to seduce an innocent girl by pretending Lorna was Karen. Now her only thought was the sensations she could bring to her own tingling body with Lorna's eager mouth. All during the time she was feeling and licking at the other girl's body, she could imagine how it felt and was tormented by the sensations it brought to her own body. She knew it took a girl to make love to another girl, because only a girl knows what the other is experiencing and what to do to heighten the pleasure. And now she knew the thoughts and tastes that Lorna was having at the ultra sensitive openings to her body. This, too, increased the pleasure of it.
Pat took a deep breath to contain the delight the tip of Lorna's tongue was delivering to her anus. No matter how many times you do it, she thought, there's always a moment of nagging uncertainty as to whether or not you want to stick your tongue into that forbidden, dark hole. Lorna was at that point now, Pat knew. The suspense was unbearable and she found herself working the muscles of that elastic ring in an attempt to capture the slippery serpent.
'AHHHIIH!' she cried out when Lorna's tongue finally snaked into the hot, dry tunnel. Pat's whole body seemed to focus now on the sensitive walls of that small hole and the sensations created by the wet, twisting meat of Lorna's tongue. It was breathtaking. 'OH! BABY!' she gasped, when, at precisely the right moment, Lorna's finger slithered deep into her mushy cunt. The pent-up tide of her orgasm suddenly gushed out, her body jerked and convulsed, making it impossible for Lorna to keep her tongue in the sucking hole in back.
Pat's second orgasm came when Lorna's tongue replaced her finger in the drenched cave of her sex. She screamed at the feel of it spiraling up and up, deeper and deeper into her belly. She squeezed and sucked at the invading tongue, delivering a flush of girl-flux that seemed to drain everything from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. The insatiable tongue swept it all away and continued licking at the inner walls long after there was nothing left to retrieve.
Pat slumped to a mass of motionless flesh. The carpeted floor seemed hard and uncomfortable now, but she was too exhausted to do anything about it. When her breathing returned to normal, she slowly opened her eyes and stared with surprise into the bushy triangle of hair between Lorna's legs. The girl was kneeling in a straddled position over Pat's face now and beyond the protruding mounds of the girl's full breasts, she could see the grin on Lorna's face.
'I could come just looking at your beautiful face between my legs,' Lorna breathed in a soft voice. 'And if you're too tired to eat me, baby, just focus those gorgeous eyes on my aching meat and I'll come by myself.'
'Mmmmmm… I'd like that,' Pat purred back.
Lorna reached down with both hands and gently spread the moist, pink vagina-lips. 'There, baby. Look into the heart of me… all hot and mushy in there because of you.'
'It smells so sweet and delicious,' Pat sighed as Lorna began to finger the steaming-hot mouth.
'Blow on it, love. Let me see you pucker those lips… ohhhh… yes… blow on it…'
Pat could see the girl was arriving at the peak of excitement and waited until Lorna closed her eyes before saying, 'I've got to eat you, love! I want it! I need it!' With that she reached up with both hands and pulled Lorna down by the hips onto her open mouth and anxious tongue.
Now Pat rose to her feet without breaking the communication of their eyes. 'Karen!' she said, her voice immediately blotted up by the unintelligible droning in the room. She crossed the distance to Karen without a word of excuse to her companion.
'Hello, Pat,' Karen whispered, trying to smile.
'Hello, baby,' Pat's smile was intimate and very welcoming. She had come! Pat suppressed a triumphant grin.
'I… I wanted to talk to you, Pat. But if you're busy…'
'Busy?' Pat wrinkled her forehead, then understood as she caught Karen's eyes on Lorna. 'Oh, no, not at all. She's… just a girl.'
'And me?' Karen heard herself ask breathlessly.
'Don't ask me that, baby. Not now. Not yet…' Pat took Karen's hands and led her over towards the central table.
The words had set Karen trembling inside. She was glad she didn't have to talk just yet.
'Lorna, this is Karen.' Pat frowned significantly at the blonde. 'Karen wanted to talk to me.'
Lorna got the broad hint. She sighed dramatically, but, not wishing to encourage Pat's displeasure, she got to her feet immediately. No one else ever gave her what Pat did. Pat was the best. 'I've got to split, anyway.' She couldn't quite bring herself to tell Karen that it was nice meeting her. 'See you again soon, Pat?'
'See you, Lorna.' She didn't bother hiding her impatience. When Lorna was out of hearing range, Pat caught Karen's hand in her own across the table. 'I can't be with you long now, baby. I've got a date tonight, I'm sorry to say.'
'A date?' Karen automatically tried to withdraw her hand from Pat's grasp, but Pat held her tightly, smiling at Karen's unconscious display of jealousy.
'With a man, baby! For money! It's a bore, but it has to be done.'
'I wanted to see you, Pat. I had to see you. I couldn't sleep last night… I… I even came down here, in the middle of the night, looking for you.' Karen blushed cherry-red from her confession. She shut her eyes tight, forcing herself to say what she felt she had to, before she changed her mind and said nothing at all. She spoke quietly, raising her voice only enough to make herself heard over the din. 'I don't know why, though,' she said, keeping her eyes closed. 'I mean, I don't know what I would want once I found you. I'm afraid… and I don't know why.'
'Oh, Karen… baby. There's so much I want to tell you but it must wait. Don't be afraid. I'll take care of you.
