Robert Vickers - The naughty salesgirl

Katherine turned, surprised. She knew then what the woman was telling her. "I… no! I don't swing that way. I'm strictly a girl for some guys. I've never made it with a chick." She looked into Anne's shining green eyes. The redhead moved a little closer, the tips of her boobs brushing lightly against Katherine's.

The touch of tit to tit was electric. The teenager couldn't explain what happened to her, but all of her frustrations with men were forgotten. She felt herself being drawn toward Anne in a way that was wrong. Women didn't have other women as lovers.

And why not? She couldn't think of a good reason at that instant. The attraction between them was intense and she felt it fully. There wasn't the sordid, dirty feeling that she experienced whenever Bennett walked by. And she was beginning to feel that way with all men. But not with Anne.

"I… I don't know what's happening, Anne. I find myself thinking thoughts that I shouldn't be thinking at all."

She felt the redhead's hand work lower on her body. The hand cupped her left buttock and squeezed playfully. She moved an inch closer and knew she was lost in a forbidden land of sexual desires.

"Let's go into the storeroom. There aren't any customers and if any come, one of the clerks from the other department can handle them."

"Okay." Katherine wanted to say no, but her lips wouldn't form the word – she was going along with this request for lesbian lovemaking. She was going to offer her body to another woman!

Somehow, she wasn't as repulsed by the idea as she'd thought she would be. Men wanted one thing and one thing only – to stuff their pricks all the way up a juicy cunt and fuck like hell. That was all. What did another woman want of her body?

Not her cherry, that was for certain. Katherine found herself getting wet in the pussy just thinking about how it might be.

"What are we going to do?" she asked as they went into the storeroom and locked the door from the inside. "I've never done anything like this before."

"You're a woman. I'm a woman. We both know what turns us on the most. Use that knowledge to turn me on and I'll turn you on, too!"

The way Anne's hands moved gently, soothingly over her arms made Katherine relax a little. There wasn't the harsh, driving electricity that was when a man caressed her. This was more subtle, gentler and infinitely more exciting because of it.

Anne carefully undressed Katherine until the girl stood stark naked before her. The way the woman's eyes widened in appreciation made Katherine glow all aver.

A man – any man – would get turned on by the sight of her naked body. It was a special thing that another woman would be aroused by it. After all, if she dug naked bodies on women, she could look in a mirror.

Anne's mouth closed on Katherine's. For a moment, the teenager resisted. She soon melted and relaxed. The other woman's tongue immediately thrust into her mouth, their saliva's mixing like fine wines. Katherine felt a growing urgency inside her. She had to devour the other woman. It was something she didn't even try to understand. She just did it.

Her tongue met Anne's. But this wasn't enough for the young girl. The driving needs raging inside her body demanded ever more of the other woman's body. Hands flashed out and started undressing Anne, slowly, sensually, using all the right moves, the moves she loved having used on her.

By the time the other woman was stripped naked, they were both panting in stark lust.

"I've wanted you since the very first day," panted Anne, her tongue slowly moving around the rim of Katherine's ear. The girl tensed and shoved her body closer to the other woman's. The feel of the hot breath in her ear and the thrusting of the tongue turned her on more than she really wanted to admit.

Somehow, Anne knew that the skin around the girl's neck was extra sensitive. Her rough, pink, probing tongue stroked and stimulated every square inch of that tender terrain. By the time she had gotten down to the hollow of Katherine's throat, the teenager felt her legs drifting apart in wanton invitation for even wore mouth love.

She wanted her cunt eaten out.

Anne's rough tongue dragged down between the shivering breasts but did not linger. Katherine's excitement mounted. A man would have tongued those boobs until his jaws ached thinking the fleshy part was sensitive. Only the nipples were responsive to a real sucking. And Anne recognized the fact that Katherine didn't need any more stimulation there, that she was ready for the heavy stuff.

"Oh, yes, Anne, eat my pussy! Lick all over my cunt and eat me out as good as you can!"

"No," the woman said. "We don't do anything unless both of us do it." She quickly spun around, their legs tangling in an array that momentarily confused Katherine. Then she saw what the other woman had in mind.

Their legs scissored together, their crotches erotically touching. The slightest back and forth motion dragged pussy against pussy. And Anne did just that. Somehow, she made her cunt lips flutter and open to lewdly kiss Katherine's. The younger girl felt a surge of desire such as she'd never experienced before in her life.

This was living! This had to be better than having a man stuff his prick all the way up her twat!

And it didn't end there. Anne trapped her slender ankle and pulled it into her chest. Ankle resting firmly between the tits, Anne started to lick and suck at Katherine's toes.

The girl started to complain, to say how silly that was. Then she came.

There was no real sexual tension mounting inside her. A quick jerk and she was moaning and thrashing about on the floor. The feeling of the other woman sucking on her toes was unique. And she got off on it again.

She tried to make herself think it was having her pussy pressed so intimately against Anne's juicy cunt. Or perhaps the idea of having her foot between the other woman's boobs did it, or any of a hundred other things. They might have contributed, but the sucking on her toes did set her off. Big.

"Wh-what happened?" she asked humbly, "I came!"

"Sure you did. Ever notice when you climax that your toes curl up? It works the other way, too. A good sucking on the toes will set you off. Don't ask me why. That's just the way it is. Try mine!"

Katherine ground her pussy firmly into Anne's and pulled hard on the leg pressing need fully between her tits. The feel of that foot sent needles of desire lancing down into her chest. And this gave her an idea for returning the sweet sensation of orgasm to her friend and lover.

As she began sucking on Anne's toes, licking along them, driving her agile tongue between each and every toe, she used her own toes in a different manner. She managed to work her foot until she could curl her toes on the other woman's nipples. Squeezing and tweaking with her toes was difficult, but from the way Anne tensed, she was responding.

"Ummm, God, I never felt this before," the other woman moaned. "I knew you were a natural, Katherine. Keep doing it to me! And don't stop moving those hips of yours against my cunt! The pussy lips are on fire!"

Katherine had her mouth filled with curling toes. She ran her tongue along the underside of the toe-ridge again and then licked across the sole of the foot. This set off Anne in a jerking, quivering orgasm.

She lost her toe-grip on the other woman's tits. Not that it mattered. She was still able to hang on and pull tightly, grinding crotch to crotch. She felt her pussy become soaked with cunt juice. But was it her own pussy juice or Anne's? And did it really matter?

Their pussies were slippery now and glided across each other. She twisted and turned and managed to get her cunt lips parted enough to engulf Anne's. Then she tensed. She had heard all her girl friends' stories in high school how they could do strange and wonderful things to their boyfriends' cocks by tensing and relaxing their cuntal muscles.