Southern Nights

Chapter 2 – A fresh start

"What do you think, Mary?"

For a split second Mary felt the chilling flush of panic numbing her body. She tore her eyes from the notepad in front of her, and met Eric's eyes across the table.

She had been listening… carefully. All the time. Well... almost all the time! It was a matter of some seconds that her mind had drifted off a bit. And that bastard boss of hers had noticed immediately. He'd probably been watching her… looking for a possibility to strike at the first suitable moment. When her guard was low.

Jim Mallory was fat, clumsy and extremely boring. He'd been lecturing on with his monotonous voice for more than half an hour, and there was nothing to indicate that he intended to conclude something very soon.

He wasn't all bad, just extremely unattractive. And he positively loved his own voice. Didn't guys like him have a mirror in their house? As he stood with his side against them, pointing long-windedly at each bulleted point he was eventually getting to at the board… belly protruding, suit wrinkled and head shiny bald - he was a terrific example of what a man should not look like! Eric, her boss, sitting opposite to her at the table, was at least reasonably fit, and had quite some positive sides about him.

Now he and the others were looking at her with stinging eyes - like they were all saying silently 'gotcha!'

They got her in an awkward moment all right. No doubt about that! Mary knew she had to stay focused in this hostile pack of wolves, and so far she had managed… somehow. But not without a generous portion of self- discipline. Her mind kept creeping off to the upcoming appointment with the secret little sweetheart of hers, the wonderful little darling that had spell bounded her totally from the first moment they met. And it simply refused to stay with the plan for statistical evaluation of the latest corporate market analyses. Even if she knew perfectly well that that was important to her life too.

"Well, I fully agree with Mr. Mallory's conclusions except for case 3 and 7. In those cases I think that…."

Hah! No problem at all. She hit back with full force, enjoying her boss' slightly sheepish expression when he realised she elegantly slipped out of his grip… again. Not that she had heard the latest remarks, but she had done what probably none of the others had… she had red the minutes!

Mr. Mallory eventually continued his lecture, sweating and breathing like a trotting rhino in the hot conference room. Mary's thoughts were soon back again at that mall cafeteria and her first meeting with little Linda. Back to those last few minutes… when they had stopped taking, and just sat there. Overwhelmed by the fact that they had just told each other what they wanted to do together. And that they both really wanted sex! The image of that tiny figure with those dark, deep- blue, completely wonderful eyes made her body tingle with excitement. She felt her nipples grow rock hard in her bra, and knew that her panties would be completely wet through within the next twenty seconds!

Even though the two of them had been bothered by the noise around them, the magic moment they had together seemed to last a small eternity. They held hands tightly and Mary had managed to come up with what she hoped would be her final stupid remark. Something like 'now I know you're really real' or whatever it was.
The girl's eyes were completely hypnotizing, and she felt affected in a way she never thought she would be. And as close to total happiness as she ever thought she would be.
When their time ran out, she managed to make an arrangement to see her again the next evening at one of her favourite downtown restaurant. She regretted it afterwards, as she came to think of the fact that someone might recognize her there. But then again there could be a lot of 'logical' explanations why she would be there with a young girl. She could be her daughter, as far as they were concerned!

She felt the wetness break through her panties, and knew she would have to improvise to somehow get to avoid that it would stain her skirt. Faking a kind of sudden discomfort she adjusted her position on her chair, expertly using the index finger of her well hidden hand under the table to slip the back side of her skirt exactly high enough for her panties to rest against the cushion of the seat. After a few seconds she used her handkerchief to dry her neck and forehead, putting it down at her side instead of back into her purse. The next moment it was smuggled in between her legs to discretely wipe away the wet spot from her seat and then stay in position to absorb any addition amount of passion juices she might produce from her lazy dreaming of things to come.

In just a few hours she'd be off for the next meeting with her little darling.

The restaurant was quiet. It really was one of the best ones in town, and her favourite place to go, also when she brought along business associates, or just wanted a quiet evening with friends. Or simply just some time for herself.

Or, - like now, - to meet a young girl that could make a major difference to her life. That would almost surely make a major difference. Young Linda Verdale. This shy, but actually quite confident little darling who had said she would do anything to make her happy. Anything!

Mary had the same conservative suit she had been wearing yesterday, only with a different scarf. This one was striped with a light green colour matching the darker one of her blouse.

The girl arrived almost exactly on time. 19 ⁰⁴ , to be precise. Statistically insignificant!

Another sign that she was quite serious about this.

She saw her immediately, and came over with that shy smile on her pretty face. Shy, but direct. At the same time. Were all girls of that younger generation like this? If she tried to imagine herself in a situation like this at that age, she knew for sure she would feel like she was facing the electrical chair! But then again, she would never even think of getting herself involved in something like this.

Mary had been thinking about their possible relationship all the time these last days, and felt her old self-confidence and balance recover and build again for each passing hour. She was still nervous, but she had control! More like a trickling in her stomach similar to those she had when she addressed some important audience.

Linda had the same jeans as yesterday, but a different, light yellow tee shirt with some kind of football team logo on it.

She bent forward and put her hands over Linda's on the green- clothed table as she looked at her with smiling eyes.

"Hi, how are you? How do you feel?"
"Fine", came the soft answer. Voice shy, but eyes and body language confident.

Fluttering eyelids.

Short silence.

"Mmmmm… how do you feel about our plans? What we've been talking about trying? Do you still feel good and hot about it?"

"Yes…. Oh yes I do" came the meek answer. The girl slowly got red, and again struggled to meet her eyes.

"Oh Linda… I'm so glad. You don't know how happy you've made me. So thrilled. Just by being you!

Do you even have the slightest idea what you have promised? How you're going to please me? I can hardly believe it until I feel it! It's just too unimaginable! Just too fantastic!"

Mary felt her hands shaking over the girl's. She just couldn't help it! She was in control in a whole new and different way tonight, but still. Now it was more like plain arousal than nervousness. Just the thought of what they would be getting up to…… if it wasn't all an impossible dream.

Again they sat for a long moment without saying a word. But now it felt quite OK. It didn't matter. They already knew so much about each other.

Mary knew she should be very careful about some of her questions, but there were a few things she just had to know.

"Linda dear... what about your parents? What do you say to them? What do they know about tonight?"

The girl shuddered almost unnoticeably, but then met her eyes with her own innocent blue ones again.

"I… I told my mother I'll be with a friend of mine. I have a friend from my class… Her name is Elisabeth. I just call her Liz. We often sleep over at each other."

"But what if your parents ask her? Call her? Talk to her parents?"

The girl looked uncertain again.

"They won't."

"How can you know for sure?"

"I just know. She never does."

Just like that! It was quite obvious to Mary that the girl didn't want to talk about this. And she kept referring to 'she' instead of 'them'. She figured they probably were divorced, and she was living with her mother….

She decided to leave that for the time, but for sure she had to find out more later on. Could there be some other family problems she should know about? She certainly didn't want to end up in a situation where she could get the feeling that she had been taking advantages of somebody with personal problems. That was not what she wanted. Not what she needed. The whole point about their affair was the very fact that it was something both of them wanted, just from the bottom of their hearts! From the deepest and hottest sides of their fantasies. More than anything! The realisation of a crazy dream.

No no. Anything else but that would be a major turn- off, no matter how you looked at it.

She definitely had to find out what that was all about. But she had to make her moves carefully.

"You know; it's so odd! Me being almost forty, and you being so incredible young!"

The girl again avoided her gaze until she shook her hands lightly with hers. Then those wonderful blue eyes came up to face her again.

"You must tell me honestly how you feel about it! Really!!"

Again the girl's response was a faint, unrecognisable whisper, and Mary decided to leave also that for later.

New strategy;

"Now, Linda; I was thinking… do you think it would be possible for you to join me on a holiday trip to the south? I happen to own a flat down in Lievarez at the Sunny Coast together with a person that once used to be my husband.

I can promise a lot of fun, sun and bathing if you go…. And those special things that we will do together. What do you say? I understand you cannot answer that here and now, but do you think you can find out in the next few days? That would be the best time for me, you see!"

The girl listened in silence. Then those wonderful eyes looking right into hers again.

"I don't know. I suppose I could go for a few days, but I don't know what I should tell my mom."

"Well, what about some kind of organised excursion? Or a girl- guide trip to the forests? Try to think of something! Anything?"

Again the girl didn't answer much, and Mary decided she would give her the days she needed to think of something. If she really wanted it as much as she had said, she would find a way. For sure….

They had received an ice cream desert each, and enjoyed the flavoured meal in silence. Then Mary made a decision;

"Tell you what, little nugget; I suggest you find an evening really soon, when you can come back to my place. Then we will find out how much you really want me, and what we can think of to arrange things, OK?"

That obviously was what the youngster needed. She quickly batted her eyes at her and gave her a much more confidant nod.

Mary was totally breathless from her own courage. Now she was in complete control of the situation, and the move felt like a natural next step on the way. But just the thought about what they had just agreed on! That young little thing with her in her own flat! Just the two of them together! Oh that sweet pleasure of hope and desire!

And the girl oh so clearly wanted it too. And what else did she want? Could there be something already at that first evening?!?

The girl looked down again, and Mary realized she had been staring shamelessly at her. She immediately moved to put a gentle hand over the girl's, and stroke her silky locks lovingly. She mustn't let her boiling passion scare her off. Play your cards right, and it will encourage her instead!

The next afternoon was Friday. They met in Lightfield, right at Linda's school. Mary saw the little beauty coming wandering along with her bag under her arm in the direction of her bench out by the riverbank. The light breeze played gently with her hair as she came running the last meters up to sit down beside her. She appeared read- cheeked and slightly breathless…. And beaming with enthusiasm.

"I – I told my mother I ran into a girlfriend from last summer, and that I was invited to stay over tonight! She said OK!" Then her expression changed from joy to concern.

"Would that be OK with you?!? I mean…. tonight….. already??

Now Mary was the one to get breathless… completely! Her head spun with heated passion, and she had to resist the urge to jump up and yell an ecstatic 'yessssss' all over the place!

Tonight! She would have the adoring little creature in her flat tonight! And wasn't she saying she could even sleep over until tomorrow?!?

"Linda dear, I am overjoyed!" Of course you can come and stay the night with me! Of course! No problem at all!! I had some other arrangements, but I'll handle that. Nothing that can't wait till later!"

She almost tore up her cell phone to cancel her long planned rendezvous with an old girlfriend one hour later, blaming it on unexpected circumstances. Verna would be in town for several days. Time enough for her tomorrow!

As she put down the phone, she had to take a few deep breaths to calm down a little. The little angel sat beside her, looking up at her with those spellbinding, incredible blue eyes. Watching her expressions with a heart- warming admiration. Like she herself should be some kind of a queen.

She turned and met her eyes, and gave her a smile that for the first time felt almost completely natural.

"I suppose you need to go home and get yourself ready, little angel. Then I will go home and make my own preparations."

She took a few locks of her silky brown hair and caressed them between her fingers.

"You remember how to find my flat now, don't you? Up to Clearing, and then across the street to no. 23b. Or do you want me to pick you up somewhere?"

"No, it's fine. I've been there many times already. Oh, I can't wait!" The girl let her cheek caress the woman's hand, and Mary felt the wetness from a single tear of blissful joy.

That did it! She threw away the rest of her adult inhibition and put her arms warmly around her as she continued to whisper sweet nothings into her ear. For a long while they sat like that, just feeling each other's nearness and excitement… and that extraordinary unity of understanding that was created purely by the language of love and passion rather than the spoken word.

Mary opened the window even in the kitchen. The flat was unbearably warm, even though she was wearing just a light cotton skirt and a bare- shouldered blouse. She had worked feverously to get everything ready. Washed the entire place from floor to ceiling, sweating and cursing as she collected dust flakes that had piled up everywhere for at least two weeks. She could need a real slave girl, that's for sure!

Now everything was as ready as could be, and she was fresh from her second shower within the last hour.

Even though she felt reasonably prepared, she jumped involuntarily as the doorbell finally rang.

The girl was ravishing. That was the plain word for it… even with her young age. A yellow top hanging loosely around her shoulders, showing off the sweetest of navels. A pair of black bicycle pants with a dark red stripe in the side stretching from waste to knees. Brown sandals on bare feet. Quite the little princess charming.

Mary more or less hauled her inside, and pushed her in front of her into the living room. She planted her on the black leather couch with sandals and everything. Then she almost spilled the lemon soda drink she had prepared as she rushed to pick it up from the kitchen.

When she let herself bounce down on her right hand side with her own glass, she was exactly as breathless as she had decided not to be. Just from a few steps back and forth! It made her appear more nervous, and now she really needed to show off her calm and confident side… more than ever! She knew perfectly well that she would have to be the one to take things in the direction she wanted. The girl was ready for action, but she definitely needed a woman who knew what she wanted.

And she knew what she wanted, all right! The clue was to get them there without scaring the little darling off. To make it a fantastic experience not only for herself, but for both of them. She knew that was essential for their relationship to last. And she certainly wanted it to last… to last forever and ever!

But still she couldn't avoid another of those short, embarrassing moments of silence, as she roamed through her mind for a way to start the whole thing off. The line that would melt the ice once and for all.

She put her arm around the tiny shoulder. Pushed herself a little closer to her. Felt her tit press against her upper arm. Did she notice that she wasn't wearing a bra? That her arm was in contact with the real thing? Only covered by a thin piece of fabric?

She pulled her even closer. Let her tit press firmly against her. Letting it bulge up from under the cutting of her blouse. Her hand playing lightly with the locks of her hair.

That took the edge off. Some of it, at least. Suddenly there was no need to talk. Silence was almost like a natural part of their first real contact. Her heart jumped as she saw the girl's eyes flash over and dive down into the opening of her blouse. Just a flash, but she had noticed!

"Linda dear. Dear, dear girl of mine… Do you feel good? As good as me? Do you?"

She had to draw her breath deeply after just those few words. Her heart was already racing! She was in the process of loosing control of her body. Totally! Just after touching that wonderful little thing! Holding her shoulder. Feeling her close to her body.

And now a small shiver ran through that young body too. The girl lifted her eyes and met hers for the first time in several minutes. Those crystal clear eyes. Looking right at her. Frank and honest and open... and amazingly full of confidence!

"Yes… yes I do. Oh yes!" She blinked a few times, and took a deep, shaky breath. "I feel soo good… with you. I knew I would from the first time I saw you! It's just… just…"

"What dear? What?! You can tell me everything… you know!"

The girl looked down for a moment. Then those eyes came up at her again… melting her heart… and mind…

"Just… just… that I feel a little frightened! A little… afraid. What we will do… I mean… you understand?

Heat flushed through Mary's body as she saw those beautiful eyes get moist and almost overflow by emotions. Now it was her time to draw a deep, shaky breath.

"Of course I do. Of course… of course!" She finally put her still stroking hand behind the silky neck and went down on her lips for their first, deep kiss. Her tit squeezed even harder against the little shoulder, and she felt her nipple slip all up the inside of her blouse… almost to the edge. It was hard like a nut, and so sensitive that she felt her hormones almost bubble over as it rubbed firmly against the soft texture. And the shoulder.

Another wave of passion shivered through her as she felt the girl's almost frenetic response. Lips opening wide to welcome her, Tongue meeting her with a playful firmness that almost caught her unprepared. Twirling around her own in joyful twists before sliding along the edge of her front teeth. Cheeks rubbing against the tip of her nose. Practically sucking her into its own world of wonderful sensations. That marvellous mouth. That playful tongue…

Suddenly another sensation made her jump. The feeling of a new and different contact. A brave hand… Resting gently on her hip. Motionless at first. Then caressing ever so gently… light, loving strokes back and forth. Finding and then politely ignoring that little Michelin roll slightly higher up. Then moving further up… slooowly… caressing.

The girl now twisted like a snake in her arms. Pressing against her. Rubbing her chest at her tit. Melting into her…

That little hand continued its bold journey. Making her tremble like a leaf. Stealing away her very last gasp of breath.

Mary felt she almost had to tear herself free to be able to get up for air. After meeting those heavenly blue eyes for a split second, she let her head sink down into the little neck, whispering sweet nothings into that little ear, trying her best to catch up with her breathing. The best she could…

Encouraged by her words, the hand came all the way up to stroke her tit, squeezing her nipple ever so gently between two caressive fingers.

Mary felt her self control slipping further away… like sand between her fingers. As those fingers continued to massage her nipple through the texture, she stiffly squeezed her face into the soft little neck. Then all of a sudden she tore her head up and sealed those wonderful lips with her own again, drawing a tiny 'mmmmpph' from the surprised little nymphet.

The itching in her crotch got so strong that she unconsciously kept on rubbing her thighs against each other in an increasingly agitated rhythm. All the same time as her behind rubbed down against the soft leather of the couch. Sweat broke out on her forehead and she suddenly felt uncomfortable warm even in the minimal outfit she was wearing.

Almost as a response to her feelings, the nipple squeezing against the girl's twisting shoulder finally slipped over the edge of her blouse, and suddenly her full tit was rolling all over the girl's cheek. The little darling obviously sensed what had happened. As Mary came up for air the second time, the girl made a short gasp, and then bent to capture that swollen nipple between her lips. Securing it with a few, powerful sucks that drew a breathless groan of pleasure from the overheated woman.

Both her nipples now were under masterful titillation. An attack so massive that no human being of her nature could possible withstand it. Mary hardly even tried to control her feelings any longer.

She had slid quite low on the couch, and her skirt had travelled almost all the way up her thighs. The desire to spread her legs wide and touch herself down there was almost unbearable. But she knew that was the last barrier that they still needed to overcome. If the girl would back out now, she would get insane! Spend the rest of her days in a mental hospital! In reins!! She just had to keep up the last strain of self control somehow, until she finally had those wonderful lips where she needed them most of all!

She grabbed the hand squeezing her right tit and put it down on her naked upper thigh. The instant lack of stimulation was replaced by the blissful heat of the soft palm against her skin down there. Her pussy was so wet she was afraid she had stained the back of her skirt already. Which actually didn't matter any more. She wasn't going anywhere! And a cotton skirt could be washed easily.

Was she really going to go through with it? Serve her needs for as long as she wanted? As long as she could take it? Even now when things got down to reality?

Her breathing was already turning into more or less irregular gasps. She used the hand behind the girl's head to press her firmly at her tit, feeling jolts of pleasure flashing back and forth throughout her entire body. The girl's hand was already pushing the edge of her skirt gently upwards, and moving carefully in the right direction. Still Mary couldn't help grabbing it once again, and abruptly guiding it all the way up where she needed it. All until that soft palm rested on her naked pubes. Until it was there at last!!

The girl moaned. Her sucking intensified to such an extent that she occasionally imbibed noisily. Her other hand was behind Mary's back, holding tightly around her waist and drawing her closer with a persistent pull.

At first the palm rested motionless between her legs, but then it slowly came alive as reluctant fingers started searching their way over her swollen pussy lips. After a little bit of fumbling, the middle finger slipped in between and into a soaked wetness more juicy than anything the girl had ever felt before. As she let the finger slide slowly up and down in the unbelievable wetness the woman trembled again and the hand grasped her head almost painfully.

"Oh Linda… you're driving me crazy!" She pressed her head back against a little pillow behind her neck, squeezing her eyes tightly shut.

"Mmmmmm…" the girl purred as she continued feeding on the fat nipple. The lady's excited response made her bolder, and she used her finger more firmly to increase her pleasure. Trying her best to avoid the most sensitive spot, though. She wanted to leave that for the next step. The ultimate step. That final act of submission and worship that she had been dreaming of for so long. As long as she could remember… With a hot and horny lady like this one! The act that she was also a little worried about. How would it actually be? The wetness, the taste and the heat? Would it really be as great as she had thought it to be? She realised that she actually didn't know, and that she was about to put herself in a position of no return. The woman would never be able to let her back out now. Not with such a heat between them. No way!!

And she realised there was no way she would do so herself either. The little chill of uncertainty and fear slowly faded as her finger slipped still deeper in between those soaked pussy lips. The body started trembling slightly, and she was more determined than ever to take this wonderful body over the absolute peak of pleasure and passion, and make her stay there for all eternity!

"Linda… I.. uh… I…" Even Mary's voice was shaky from her arousal. "I… I can't stand this any more… I wanted to… please… I can't…"

The message behind her breathless gasps became clear to the girl as she sensed the hand behind her head shift slightly and make a gentle push downwards on her shoulder. The nipple slipped moistly out of her mouth, and rose proudly into the air, a small thread of saliva still hanging in between. Her full tit was now hanging outside her blouse and quivered deliciously as the girl's head slowly slipped down under it. She jumped slightly as her nose touched the cold metal of the tiny belt. So unsuspected in between the soft folds of blouse and skirt.

For a moment she buried her nose in the soft folds of the skirt, listening to the sounds from the body quivering right under it. Her finger still did its tricks in the incredible moistness between those spread thighs, making slopping sounds as it went in and out in gentle movements.

Small spasms ran back and forth throughout the belly under her. A short moment of uncertainty was subdued by an ever more persistent push on her shoulder. Further down… down to where her hand was. She shifted her head slightly. She saw her own hand moving slowly above the neatly trimmed bush covering the restless pubic bone. The smell of heated arousal hit her like a slap in the face! So strange… but extremely sweet and exciting. And pleasant! Caused by the heat of her arousal, maybe… but definitely pleasant. Wonderful… intoxicating… wild! At that very moment the last, faint stings of uncertainty evaporated. In a flash she knew that she could go through with everything this woman would want from her . Everything ! There was nothing she wouldn't do to please her… to the end of days!! The notion went like a numbing heat wave through her body.

Mary's other hand came down from her abandoned nipple to pull the edge of her skirt even higher. And suddenly Linda's cheek was in contact with the incredibly soft skin of her slightly quivering belly. And then… her nose was in the bush! That sweet smelling bush. In that taft of curls… right above the eternal source of unparalleled pleasure!

For a moment her senses were totally overrun. The smell… the soft skin… the bristly curls… damp curls… the persistent hand on her neck… urging her to continue. The heated moans from above. It all overwhelmed and out powered her almost like an anaesthetic drug.

Somehow her lady must have sensed her condition. The palm on her head stroked her hair with rising impatience, and was soon joined by the other one, pulling a stray lock up behind her ear.

"Linda… uh… please," she moaned as she started to shift her position. "I… uh… let me just… I can't…"

Her left leg came up on the couch as her hand slid down to Linda's back. Her skirt slipped further to form a kind of wrinkled belt up at her waist.

"Please… you must… please," she groaned with a strained, almost painful voice. "Please… go down on the floor… in front of me! I just can't wait any longer… ohhh! Now… Do it !!"

The hand pushing at her back almost made her fall over the lifted leg. Luckily she managed to swing her own leg down to make a more or less controlled bump down onto the carpet.

As she struggled to regain control, she found her head firmly captured in the woman's shaky hands, abruptly pulling her in between her spread thighs. For a short moment her instincts made her fight against… attempt to oppose the ferocity of the action. Try to get on top of the situation, somehow. The glistening pussy lips were kind of pouting lewdly at her, seducing her, spellbinding her… opening slightly as the hips slid further down and wiggled to find an ideal position on the edge of the couch. It was a visual impact as strong as any stinging slap in her face! Something to invade her mind and soul… fill it with this raging mixture of passion and fear. Fear of the passion… the strength of the primitive lust… the look and taste of genuine female desire. Something that she actually didn't know anything about still. But what she had been longing for so long… and now it was going to happen. With absolutely no way back!

Her hesitation lasted just a moment. A microsecond! Then the ever increasing pull on her head and an almost painful groan from above got her on the move once again. The heavy hips seemed to lift almost clear off the couch to meet her as she came forward with the persistent hands. The woman's body trembled as the moment of contact was imminent. The greedy pussy lips opened a little more, inviting her into the wet, pink interior… into the source of insane pleasure… the deepest pleasure… and the most genuine… for both of them.

And then there was contact!! Intensively soft and caressing. And still both of them jumped at the first touch of lips on lips. And as the contact continued and deepened, and the sensations of taste and softness blew in all over Linda's mind like hurricane Andrew, she started trembling almost uncontrollably. A rivulet of juices managed to escape the seal she was building with her lower lip and seep down over her cheek, creating a slick, uncomfortable feeling against the silky skin pressed to her. Even with her limited experience she managed to think that that was a mistake. Certainly! She had to learn to be able to get those juices where they belonged; into her mouth! And she had to learn fast!

But as she adjusted to try to collect some of it, she was almost overwhelmed by a second flush, burning hot, sense-laming musky and erotic. The pubic bone made a firm push up against her mouth, making the task of staying in some kind of control even more difficult.

But she did feel a new kind of strength now. Somehow. An increased level of self- confidence. Most of all from the fact that another one of the most important things had been clarified. And clarified exactly the way she had been hoping… and dreaming. This woman tasted wild! Wild and untamed… like a howl from the deepest wilderness, the darkest corners of her most primitive soul… yelling out for her!! Calling her home. Home to where she belonged! To where she wanted to be for the rest of her life!

And this taste, this smell, this overwhelming experience of unparalleled femininity fuelled her passions like gasoline to the fire! She could scream her heart out in senseless joy!! Suck this lady inside out, until her toes curled up and her eyes doubled! Oh what a fantastic feeling! Nothing could be even close to this. Nothing !! Not even close!!...

So – difficult or not – Linda focused on her task with all her effort. Her heart almost bursting with happiness as she felt the horny woman's tensed grasp on to her head tighten even more and pull her even harder against the source of pleasure. The pull was almost painful as the pussy kept mashing itself all over her mouth, soaked lips slipping further apart as the trembling thighs cramped down around her cheeks.

Even though there was nothing wrong with the girl's enthusiasm, there was still a clear lack of skills. The youngster's hopeless attempts to collect the flow of juice almost gushing from the overheated pussy made her forget using her tongue. Mary started rubbing herself at the face in a frustrated quest for more stimulation, mashing her entire slit all over the girl's face, totally giving in to her burning desire. Then she somehow got to her senses, and realised through a haze of arousal that Linda needed some time to adjust, to be able to learn to do the things she so desperately wanted. She had to be more patient, get a grip on herself. At least try her best. Lack of self control could easily scare off more sexually adapted youngsters than this one. And the kid hardly knew anything about how to stimulate a pussy yet. Obviously! How could she?

With an almost painful groan she let herself sink back a little, tried to relax her thighs and let go of the girl's blond hair.

"Linda dear… I… I'm sorry… please… Are you OK?!?" she whispered completely breathlessly.

The girl's lashes flicked open and the beautiful eyes gazed up at her in surprise. Mary was relieved to see that her face had been an expression of total bliss that clearly indicated that she had enjoyed everything. And the girl made no attempts to withdraw when she let go of her head. Quite on the contrary, she kept up the kind of subtle pressure with her lips against her.

"Are you OK? Linda… I really didn't mean to be so… I'm sorry!" The girl kept looking at her for another moment with those beautiful blue eyes. Then she lifted her face just clear of her pussy, using a hand to wipe some shiny juice away from her cheek. "It's OK… really! Miss… I'm fine… oh…"

Her lower lip trembled for a moment and then her eyes suddenly overflowed with tears! Mary froze. She made an attempt to get up to try comforting her young lover, but before she managed to move, the girl grabbed her thighs with both hands and buried her face into her crotch again. Mary trembled all over. Surprise gave way to almost insane passion as she realised the true nature of the girl's feelings. And then she felt the tongue! Clumsy and unsure… but extremely eager to please!

"Oh dear girl… you sweetest love… Ooooh Linda!!!"

She sank back again and let her legs slide further apart, allowing the blond head to press even harder against her. Even deeper! Again her hands found their way down to grab hold of that curly head and add even more pressure to it.

As the sweeping tongue slid heavily over the top of her clit she had to let out a squeal of joy! It was a flush of pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced… had even been close to! And even accelerated further by the girl's uninhibited desire to please! Creating a mental impact possibly even stronger than the physical.

Then the tongue lost the most sensitive spots for a moment and she got a few seconds to recover a bit. She knew that just a few more of those flicks - no matter how clumsy - would deprive her of any strength, any resistance, and bring her to the very brink of orgasm. She could feel the trembling of her belly muscles go totally out of control already!

Then the tongue flicked over the right spot again. Some quick, wet rubs with a flattened tongue tip. Mary's spine numbed and she groaned like in deep agony. Her pubic bone made an uncontrolled bounce up to meet the stimulation, kicking the girl's nose and bringing the roaming tongue out of position again.

That caused her groan to be even more strained, and the girl suddenly stopped her ministration to look up at her with concern written all over her face. She didn't loose contact with her mouth, though.

Mary had to straighten a little to lift her head enough to give her a reassuring smile. At the same time she had to resist an overwhelming urge to jam that sweet face back in hard.

A short moment their eyes met to exchange the fundamental understanding of joy and pleasure, before those lids dropped down once again for the girl to focus on the task at lips. The eagerness of the roaming tongue tip told her with all clarity that the girl immediately regained the confidence necessary to go for it with the best of her efforts.

And Linda was thrilled beyond belief! She could sing from pure bliss!! This was every bit as wonderful as she thought it would be!! Even more! Simply heaven! Nothing less. Her place in life!!

The lady's response to her inexperienced efforts was more than she could ever dream of. The very fact that she could provide this kind of massive pleasure to such a wonderful woman made her whole body tremble in something that felt like a sweet cramp! The gaping pussy lips yielded moistly to the pressure of her own lips. Sucking her in. Into the fold of unparalleled love. Making her one with this source of insane pleasure, this body of unparalleled heat, power and passion.

For a while she lost herself completely in the hot nest of arousal, feeling the thighs tens and relax along her cheeks as the sensations rocked the shuddering body over her. Then that shuddering got even stronger. The soft curve of the belly in front of her eyes bucked and convulsed in a kind of wild dance, sending the pubic bone in irregular bounces up against her nose. Harder and harder. The heavy sighs turned into ragged gasps mixed with shuddering groans. Fingers dug painfully into her scalp to press her face even harder against her.

She felt with every nerve of her body that it would take just a few more eager flicks to bring about the magic moment. The greatest thing of all. The first real female ecstasy generated by her! Only by her!

And what a moment that would be! Totally out of this world!!!