Fletcher Hill - Sweet lips

"Oh, don't stop!" Diane said. "Please!"

Sharon laughed. "Don't worry," she said, crawling toward the foot of the bed. "I'm just going to start bathing you from the other direction, that's all. Starting with your toes."

"My toes?"

"Yes, darling – your toes. You've no idea how good it will feel. It'll drive you wild."

"I already am."

"Well, wilder then," Sharon said, and slipped one of Diane's tiny pink toes into her mouth.

Diane began to roll her hips uncontrollably.

"You see?" Sharon said. "You never knew what you were missing, did you?"

"Gosh, no! It's… it's… it's just wonderful!"

Sharon sucked each toe in turn, licking between them, nibbling at them gently, breathing in deeply of hers and Diane's perfume, glancing longingly now and then at the moist pink slit in the golden delta between the wide-open thighs.

From Diane's toes, Sharon moved to the sensitive skin of her instep, lapping at it with the flat of her tongue, watching with fascination as a drop of juice slid from the bottom of Diane's slit and crawled slowly down her perineum.

Slowly, inch by inch, Sharon began to lick her way up Diane's leg. She'd just reached the dimpled knee when Diane suddenly reached down with both hands and caught her hands in her hair, trying to pull her head up between her legs.

"Not yet," Sharon said. "First things first, darling."

"But I want you to so much! I just can't wait!"

"I'm having a little trouble that way, myself," Sharon said. "But be patient, baby. The longer you wait, the better it'll be. For both of us."

"It's so good! Oh, it's so good!"

"Roll over on your stomach," Sharon said.

"Oh," Diane said as she turned over. "Oh, Sharon! I never had anything feel so good in my whole life!"

"You'll soon have something even better," Sharon said. "But keep your legs spread wide apart, Diane. After all, we don't want to trap any more of that scent than we have to, do we?"

"Gosh, no," Diane said, pushing her legs apart as far as she could. "I can smell you too, Sharon. It makes me want to taste you down there more than ever."

Sharon began to bathe the backs of Diane's legs, beginning with the hollows behind her knees, licking a few inches up one leg, then shifting to the other, then back to the first. When she reached her hips, she did it the same way, bathing first one smooth globe, then the other, pausing once in a while to suck a little skin into her mouth and nibble it gently before releasing it and moving on.

When she had finished bathing Diane's hips, she spread them apart and licked between them, from a few inches above the anus to the perineum and back again, lingering for a few seconds each time at her cousin's asshole, pressing her lips hard against it, before continuing. The little button pulsed beneath her lips, just as her own did when she was being bathed, and the tiny opening beneath it opened a little wider each time her tongue passed across it. Diane was trying to relax her asshole so the tongue could go inside, Sharon knew, but she hadn't learned how to do it, and there was no way that Sharon or any other girl could teach her. She would learn, in time, but until then, she would have to be content to be tongued on the outside.

"Turn over on your back again, Diane," she said.

Diane rolled over quickly, spreading her legs wide without being told. "Are you going to – suck me now?" she said.

"Yes, you darling girl," Sharon said, and buried her head between Diane's legs at once.

She licked the juice from the lips, then parted them with her fingers and licked the inner labia, swirling her tongue around and around, licking deeper and deeper, pausing only to swallow a little of Diane's juice before stabbing her tongue into the fragrant well again, feeling her own juice flooding out across her thigh.

Diane was gasping with delight, rolling her hips so hard that Sharon was forced to grasp one of them in each hand and hold on tightly to keep from having her mouth dislodged from the honeyed nest between the trembling thighs.

Sharon sucked every swollen fold, licked deep into every seeping crevice, stabbed her tongue again and again into the top of the tiny hole. And then, when her tongue went a little further into the hole, she felt it touch something that was taut and unyielding and of a slightly different texture from the surrounding membrane.

It was the first cherry Sharon had ever put her tongue to, and she probed at it for several moments, fascinated by it, feeling delightfully guilty. The incestuous feeling that came from licking her virgin cousin's indescribably delicious cherry gave the taboo act an added excitement she would not soon forget.

She had lost her own cherry when she was just Diane's age, she recalled, and it had been her first real lesbian experience, too. The high-school teacher who had kept her after class on a pretext, and then seduced her in the coatroom, had been only a year or older than Sharon was now. The teacher had been pretty and feminine, but her tendencies had been strictly butch; after sucking Sharon for a short time, she had begun to fingerfuck her – so violently that the slender but brutal finger had punched through Sharon's membrane only seconds after she had begun.

The teacher had been genuinely sorry. But Sharon hadn't. And the very next day she had stayed after class of her own volition.

Now, as Sharon licked at the juice seeping up through the tiny aperture in Diane's cherry, she moistened a fingertip in the juice at the bottom of the streaming slit and slipped it slowly into the other girl's anus.

Diane began to writhe with pleasure. "Oh, Sharon!" she wailed. "Push it all the way in!"

Sharon did, and began to work it in and out, at the same time rotating her finger.

"Oh!" Diane cried. "Oh, that's good!"

The fragrance of the other girl's pussy was overwhelming, and Sharon drew in deep breaths of it as she sucked the juice from the opening in the cherry.

"I – I want to do it to you, too," Diane said.

"In a minute," Sharon said.

"No – now. Please, Sharon!"

"All right," Sharon said. She got up on her hands and knees and straddled Diane's head, facing in the other direction. Then she slowly lowered her hips until she felt her pussy pressing against Diane's face.

Diane didn't hesitate. With an excited little cry, she slipped her tongue between the lips of Sharon's cunt and began trying to lick it and suck it at the same time.

Lying with her cheek pressed against the sodden, juice-darkened blond curls of Diane's delta, Sharon smiled to herself, remembering her own awkward first attempt at cunt-sucking and how she, too, had been so eager that she had tried to do everything at once, just as Diane was now.

"Just kiss it first, honey," she said. "As if the lips were a mouth. Then you can spread it apart and lick it. And after you get enough of that, you can tongue-fuck me all you like."

Diane did as she was told, and after only a few minutes, Sharon realized that her cousin had as much natural talent as any girl she had ever known. In fact, Diane was learning so rapidly that she had her on the point of orgasm.

Pleased with the aptitude of her pupil, Sharon put her face between Diane's legs again and began to suck her clitoris, determined that she and her cousin were going to cum together.

They did.

Sharon felt her vagina contracting, her juice pouring down over Diane's face, felt the orgasm flooding from her inner spring, heard the wet, sucking sounds as Diane swallowed the juice greedily. And beneath her mouth, Diane's cunt pulsed steadily, the sweet, young-girl juice welling up through the tiny opening in her cherry so fast that Sharon had to lap it up rapidly to keep it from escaping down the crack in Diane's ass.

Then, suddenly, Diane's body relaxed completely. Sharon scrabbled up to her knees in alarm, wondering what could have happened.