live with a murderess! Since her arrival in Mexico, she had been through more changes than in her entire previous life.
'And who are you?' Rosita asked as her fingers traveled lightly down the waking girl's neck and across her shoulders. She was a lesbian, and was in jail for killing a man over a lover, a lover who was not as good-looking as the girl in her cell.
'I'm V-Vivian Long,' she stammered in response, now fully awake. Her body was stirring under the delicate fingers that touched her skin. She was surprised at the way they seemed to soothe the hurt she felt from her rapes.
'They raped you, didn't they?' Rosita smiled. 'The pigs rape any woman they get their hands on,' she continued as she boldly let her fingers start to unbutton Vivian's blouse.
'Yes, they did,' the girl replied, blushing. She was getting excited by the other woman's hands. They were so soft and soothing, nothing like the rough pinching grip of the men, or the hard hands of the matron. For a moment she thought she was being touched gently by her lover Max.
'Please… don't,' she finally murmured, trying to resist the first tenderness anyone had shown her in Mexico. She had the need to feel loved, but the moral question of letting another woman be her lover gnawed at her, if only for a moment.
'Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you,' Rosita smiled softly. 'I'm not like those brutes. They're animals. I'm a woman. I understand.'
'Oh, Rosita,' Vivian finally moaned, stirring under the delicate fingers of this woman she hardly knew, 'come lay by me and help me to forget the way I was fucked.'
Rosita responded to her cellmate's request, quickly removing the rest of her clothing and then lying next to her in the shadows of the lower bunk. The warmth of Vivian's body penetrated her clothing and teased her already tingling desires.
'Why did they arrest you?' she questioned softly.
'They say I'm a smuggler, but I'm not,' Vivian sobbed. 'I've never done anything illegal. I'm the daughter of a United States Senator.' She began to cry and turned away from the woman who was treating her so tenderly.
Rosita ran her soft hands across the flesh of the crying girl, trying to soothe the hurt she knew the girl was feeling. The two women were strangers, but Rosita was certain instinctively that her cellmate was telling her the truth.
Rosita squeezed the girl tightly to her, pressing her tits against her back. She felt the girl's pain. She, too, had been raped by the pigs of the Federal Judicial Police. She, too, had been humiliated and tortured. She, however, was guilty of a crime and it was possible that this girl wasn't.
Vivian turned around; she bit her lip in an effort to hold back the tears that were flowing from her eyes. She was excited and confused, ashamed of the feelings that were sweeping over her.
Rosita leaned over the girl's face and gingerly lowered her lips to hers and kissed the girl long and passionately, winding her tongue into the soft wet lips.
'Oh, Rosita,' Vivian cooed softly into the woman's ear, feeling their bodies come together. She was afraid of the feeling that were beginning to build in her as she returned the kiss and felt her own succulent and lovely flesh tinge.
'Oh, you lovely darling…' Rosita purred as she began to remove her own clothing. She hadn't been this hot in a long time, and she was certain that the girl would become a willing lover once she had been allowed to lock her knowing lips over the other woman's pussy.
As Vivian stirred under Rosita's loving touch, she felt a thrumming inside her body as their tits pressed together. She wanted to tell this woman everything about her arrest, but knew it would be hard to ever tell anyone about the cattle prod and the way it had been shoved into her ass.
Rosita's hands moved gently over Vivian's body, lingering in the places they shouldn't have. For the first time since her own arrest she was feeling a woman worthy of her own sensuous flesh and desire.
Her nipples are becoming hard against mine! Vivian thought as she felt Rosita's hands, move gingerly down her back, molding the firmness of her ass and hips.
'Ohhhh… Rosita,' Vivian moaned, with more passion than she had ever known before. Her rape had been degrading. The four men had stuck their large, greasy cocks into every orifice, mouth, pussy and asshole while they had used her for their own pleasure and to soothe a man's revenge against her father. At one point they had even pissed on her! It was no wonder that her body was now responding to the tender caresses of another woman. Her need to feel love was overwhelming. The orgasms she had experienced during the rapes had left her hungry for affection.
The tone of Vivian's voice sent a shudder sweeping across Rosita's flesh. It was obvious to her, a lesbian of great experience, that she was turning the girl on.
'Vivian, I need you! You've got to understand that I'm not going to rape you.' Rosita's fingers moved through the girl's gash and brushed over her clit. She didn't have the will to resist the naked flesh next to her. Vivian's needs blended with her own horny desires, making it easy to continue with the seduction of the girl.
Vivian closed her eyes and smiled, allowing her hands to move over her own tipped tits, teasing the firmness, tracing the curves while Rosita's fingers caressed her cunt. Without hesitation she opened herself to the probing hands, letting them do whatever they wanted to her aching pussy.
'Does that feel good, Vivian?'
'Ohhh… yes!'
'As good as any man?'
'Better than any man, Rosita. I don't have to worry about being abused by you.'
Rosita looked into her cellmate's deep green eyes. She knew that she had the girl and that there was no way for her to turn back now. She knew that the nearness of her body was making the other girl dizzy and that soon she would be the latest girl to be lost in the ecstasy of her own type of love.
'We belong together,' she cooed into Vivian's ear hotly.
'Rosita, you're so sweet and warm. I want you.'
Vivian's words shed the last veil of restraint. The two women's lips came together and their tongues met in an instant of warm lesbian love. Their bodies melted into one.
Vivian closed her eyes again; the cell was spinning, the bunk tumbling as she daringly broke the kiss and allowed her lips to nibble at the other woman's neck. She was on fire as the passion of her first real sexual encounter with another woman began to overwhelm her.
Rosita returned the girl's efforts with her own renewed passion. She used her mouth to stimulate Vivian's hips, waist and tits.
Vivian moaned again and again. Rosita's hands were so gentle after the brutal assaults she had suffered; even the way the small fingers molded her boobs was different. She squirmed under the lingering lips that sucked on her nipples ever so lightly. Her pussy was steaming and swollen.
'Oh, sweet Jesus!' she cried suddenly.
She opened her eyes and sucked air into her lungs. Lust! Fire! Delightful sensation! She looked down the valley of her tits across the flatness of her belly and saw the lovely Mexican woman mouthing her flaming cunt. She felt the tongue, warm and sensuous, parting her pussylips and probing the depths of her searing hole. Wantonly she used her own hands to ripple over her clit, making her hips buck upward against Rosita's pressing lips. Her whole body trembled as it dawned on her that she was making love with a lesbian!
Rosita was consumed by the act she was committing. The sweaty odor of the girl's cunt filled her flaring nostrils. The taste of sperm added to her fire. She loved women more than any man ever could, and she used her mouth to prove it. She swirled her cunt-loving tongue in and out of the burning twat, plucking at the fiery clit, and washed her lips in the warm juices that flowed so freely.
'Oh… Rosita!' Vivian gasped, 'Ahhh, God! I want it!'
'What do you want, Vivian?' Rosita groaned. She heaved up and down, bucking her hips and feeling the cool mattress against her hot ass and arching back.
Rosita's mouth went back to Vivian's cunt, sucking at the stiff clit, squeezing, making her moan again and again. Suddenly, the bunk moved and she could feel Vivian as she tried to return the tenderness she was receiving by moving her body around. She felt tits against the softness of her belly, the nipples stiff and hard.
