'Oh, Carol,' she sighed, hugging tight and pressing as much of her body as she could to the older woman's thinly clad figure. 'I've missed you so much-and Jean's been such a bitch! She hasn't so much as touched me in over a week!
'There, there, my sweet little girl,' Carol cooed, rubbing her hands up and down the girl's back, already working her t-shirt out of her tight jeans. 'I'll take care of you!'
Carol knew that Jean Spears was Christine's roommate, and number one interest. Jean was a student at the local college, and Christine had been able to convince her parents to let her move out of home during her last year of high school, rather than waiting for when she actually entered college. She gained her freedom from the parental eye a bit earlier than most girls, and had taken the full advantage of it.
To Mr. and Mrs. Hollis, Jean was a level-headed, no nonsense kind of girl. Just the influence they felt would still protect their 'little darling' from a cold, cruel world. But just as they hadn't the slightest hint of their daughter's lesbian tastes, so they also didn't know that Jean was a bull-dyke, through and through.
In the twilight world of gay sex, Christine and Jean both fit into perfectly defined roles, making their living together almost as natural as if they were man and woman. Christine was the femme. Soft and yielding, she played the passive role in most of their sex games. Jean was the butch, the aggressor in their games, slipping into the dominant roles.
After having made love to the beautiful teenager, Carol knew that Christine was indeed all-woman in her reactions-except, somehow, it seemed she could only have those reactions with another woman.
Draping an arm over the young girl's shoulders, Carol led her down the hall to the bedroom. The pizza box lay forgotten on the living room floor. Both women were hungry, but not for what came in cardboard boxes.
'Come on, my fragile doll,' Carol said, kissing the girl on the top of her head. 'I've got just what you need to make you feel better.'
Christine laid her head on Carol's shoulder, enjoying the feel of the silky waves of soft blonde hair against her cheek. 'You smell so nice, Carol,' she sighed, feeling her heart beat faster as they stepped into the bedroom.
Christine sometimes thought that, if only Carol would give her the slightest sign, she would leave Jean in a second and move in here with her. The love-struck teen wouldn't even mind having to share her lady lover with a man. Carol gave different things to both of her lovers, and Christine liked Ken as a person himself. All she knew was, she was head over heels in love with his luscious wife!
As she sat on the bed, exchanging wide-mouthed kisses with Carol while they both tugged at her jeans and t-shirt, Christine wondered for the thousandth time if her deep-felt need for the older woman reflected an unspoken wish to make love to her own mother. She knew that Carol had made it with her daughter, Gwen. Carol had told her how, in fact, she had seduced Gwen in a clothing store dressing room when her daughter wasn't much older than Christine was now. The lustful teen felt that someday, soon, she'd have to reveal her true feelings to her own beautiful mother, an all-or-nothing gamble, and finally put an end to all her gnawing doubts.
But for the moment, she thought with a wicked smile, sprawling back and stretching her long nude body, now she wanted nothing more than to enjoy her time with Carol. Her breath quickened as she watched the hot woman shrug off her filmy nightgown. Carol's incredibly ripe figure was a work of erotic art to the young lesbian. The girl knew that every square inch of that soft, unblemished and pleasure-giving flesh was hers alone for the evening. Christine's lady-loving pussy was creaming in anticipation!
Carol licked her own lips as she moved to the naked girl, stretched out so invitingly before her on the silken bed sheets. So very young, and so very, very hot!
The blonde sat on the edge of the bed and pressed her soft fingers into Christine's firm thighs, gently massaging and stroking, her hands only inches from the teenager's lightly furred pussy.
'Mmmmm, that feels so nice, Carol,' the young brunette sighed. She stretched out further on the bed, opening her legs wider and humping her ass up almost obscenely as her body responded to Carol's expert touches.
Keeping one hand stroking up and down the soft skin of the girl's inner thighs, Carol climbed up onto the huge bed to lay next to her teen lover. The depraved woman leaned over to nuzzle at Christine's long neck, then licked up under her right ear. Christine gasped in pleasure and put an arm around Carol's neck, holding her close. Her breath quickened as Carol sent her moist tongue flicking out, licking and tasting the girl's neck, cheeks and chin. She kept her oral caresses light, almost teasing, stoking the flames of Christine's lesbian passions.
'Kiss… kiss my breasts,' Christine whispered urgently, her voice hoarse with passion. Carol responded immediately, kissing down the girl's neck, then licking along the swell of her right breast. As she reached the tip, she pursed her lips around the fat little nipple. She nibbled gently on the hot nubbin of flesh, letting just the tip of her tongue lash over the very top of the bud, then lifting her head slightly to blow a warm breath of air over it.
'Oh, mmmmm,' Christine sighed. She loved the way Carol used all her talents in long, sensual foreplay. But at that moment, after so many days, she also wanted-needed-more! 'Suck it harder, Carol,' she said, putting both her hands deep into the soft waves of blonde hair. 'Love my boobies more!'
Carol didn't need to asked twice. Removing her hands from Christine's legs, she grabbed a double handful of teen tit, squeezing and kneading the smooth flesh. She opened her mouth wide to hungrily slurp and gobble at her mouthful of sweet nipple. Just as the squirming, sighing girl thought she'd go crazy from Carol's oral lovemaking to one nipple, the sex hungry woman switched her mouth to the pink-tipped crown on the other breast and started all over.
Christine slid one hand out of Carol's hair and down the woman's shoulder, down further still to clasp one heavy, hanging breast. She felt the woman's fat nipple harden in her palm, just as her own tits were responding between Carol's sucking lips.
'Ummmm, nice,' Carol sighed, lifting her head, eyes closed as she thrilled to the touch of the girl's hand on her pendulous tits. 'Play with me too, baby-all over!'
Carol stretched out beside her teenage lover, and the two moved over slightly on their sides to face each other. They both bent one knee upward to open up their muffs to each other.
The sticky pussy juices began to flow as Carol and Christine started to caress each other, fingers eagerly exploring the intimate delights of twin juicy slots, hot for loving.
Carol's bright green eyes looked deep into the hot depths of Christine's brown ones, their faces only inches apart. Each saw reflected in the other's face their own lustful feelings, as their mutual masturbation began to get more and more intense. Carol suddenly slipped her long middle finger straight into the teen's hotly throbbing twat, and as Christine's pouting lips parted wide for a moan of pleasure, Carol brought their mouths together in a wet french kiss. Her tongue snaked deep into the teen's mouth, flicking back and forth just as her finger worked up a gooey lather in the girl's wet cunt.
Christine spread her legs wider and began to hump her pelvis back and forth, riding on Carol's finger as she sucked at the woman's tongue. Her own strokes on Carol's blonde-pelted pussy had slowed to a few soft caresses, as the less-experienced girl gave over almost all of her concentration to the thrills racing up from her pussy.
Carol broke their hot kiss with a wet smack and a final lick of her tongue all around Christine's sucking lips. Then, looking down over the girl's breasts, she watched as she moved her own finger in and out between the teen's spread thighs.
'You have such a pretty, juicy little pussy,' Carol cooed.
'Do you really think so?' Christine replied, her voice husky with the burning needs of her young lush body.
'Yes, I do think so. In fact, it looks absolutely delicious,' Carol said, licking her lips. 'I think I'll just have myself a little snack of girl-goo!'
Twisting about on the bed, Carol bent over Christine's spread-eagled body, her eyes locked onto the squirming teen's slit. She hadn't just been talking dirty to turn the girl on. Carol's mouth was indeed literally watering at the sight of the pink-flushed lips of the young lesbians pussy, flowered open and gently gleaming.
'Yes, eat me, eat me,' Christine mewled as her lady lover leaned over her sopping-wet pussy.
Carol rested her cheek on the firm warmth of one of Christine's thighs, the aromatic scent of the girl's aroused twat wafting into her nostrils as she breathed deeply. She brought her own long left leg up over Christine's body, positioning herself over the girl with the cheeks of her ass suspended over the teen's face. Her own dripping, blonde-fringed pussy hung only inches from Christine's face.
Although Christine was content to play the part of the passive partner in most of her lesbian encounters, she also had a healthy appetite for eating pussy as well. So, as Carol lowered her face into the teen's wet quim, Christine reached up to grasp the woman's thrusting buttocks and pulled her blonde pussy down to the girl's waiting
