Jean Sifton - Underground model

Ellen's hands pressed at the girl's spine, then stole gradually over the raised buttocks, bending the cheeks first downwards, then apart… her face now so close to the tiny elastic ring of Patricia's anus that Ellen's breath whistled softly down on her girlish hemispheres.

Ellen continued to roll the yielding mounds from side to side, taking large handfuls of flesh between her fingers and releasing them, then gathering up another portion of the yielding skin and repeating the same manipulations. Patricia's buttocks began to glow an attractive pink under the exciting pressure… and Ellen's heart beat faster and faster as her eyes grew bright with desire. Her fingers parted the globular white mounds slightly apart, enough for her to get a good glimpse at the tiny, tight anus which kept appearing between them. Her hands moved down a little so that she could lift Patricia's buttocks higher towards her, giving her a clear view of the slightly inflamed cuntal opening, now moist and open from her stimulating touch.

Shyly at first, then with mounting abandon, Patricia began to move her hips up and down in an effort to relieve the stimulus she was receiving. And when Ellen could see that the younger girl was ready for the next stage of her "inspection", she gently patted Patricia's buttocks and ordered her to turn over on her back.

Patricia obeyed, wriggling herself into position and afraid now to open her eyes, fearing the magical, sensuous spell might be broken. Sighing softly, she raised her arms above her head, making her breasts swell yearningly upwards, and lay beneath Ellen completely relaxed with her legs gently parted, her bare, flat tummy emphasizing the silkened cuntal mound of her luscious moist opening.

Ellen knelt by the couch, surveying the unadorned beauty which lay so helplessly before her.

"Now, my dear," she whispered. "It's necessary that I examine some of your most private parts… Try not to be embarrassed or offended. I must do this to discover exactly the size and shape of your body."

As she spoke in a low, throaty whisper, Ellen began to fondle at Patricia's hot naked breasts, her fingers pulling and twisting at the girl's nipples until they stood up high in a pointed peak, reaching full erection. Leaving one hand on the right breast, she caressed the other down to Patricia's crotch and slid three of her fingers down into the opening ridges of the girl's cuntal lips, forcing the moist slit to unfold slowly like a blooming hot house flower.

Feeling the slight wetness of Patricia's cunt, Ellen decided to waste no more time and quickly brought her trembling lips to the rigid nipple which her index finger and thumb were pulling away from the girl's breast… gently kissing it on the tip.

Patricia squirmed beneath her with open delight. "Could… Could you do that again?" Her voice sounded sexy and low, coming from far back in her throat and barely audible to Ellen.

Ellen smiled almost wickedly and slipped the nipple back into her mouth, sucking it deeply between her teeth, her tongue flicking over the inflamed bud and making Patricia's cuntal juices flow even more freely than before. The aphrodisiac she had dropped into the girl's drink was working even faster than she had expected, Ellen thought. Or perhaps Patricia didn't really need very much persuasion… maybe she had awakened this deep passion in the younger girl by her own physical attractiveness and expert manipulations. This thought appealed to her feminine ego, and she continued her lewd sucking until Patricia softly interrupted her.

"Wouldn't you like to take off your dress too, Ellen," she asked shyly. "It's… it's so hot in here… You must be very uncomfortable."

"What a thoughtful girl you are, my darling!" she whispered. Then stood up and quickly unzipped her dress, stepping out of its brightly patterned folds and standing for a moment in front of Patricia, clad only in a tight pair of panties and a brief half-bra.

Patricia's eyes roamed deliriously over the sexy vision, stopping at Ellen's swollen cuntal mound and lingering on the luscious sight of it, her own breath now coming in short, hard rasps.

Ellen started to unhook her bra. "I may as well take this off, if you've no objection. It is very warm in here, as you said… and, after all, we're both girls, aren't we? There aren't any secrets between us…"

While she was speaking, she released her breasts from their snug bondage. "Large, aren't they?" she giggled, weighing them in her hands and lifting them proudly toward her new friend. "It looks as if I could do with a little bit of examination myself!"

Ellen suddenly stopped giggling, her eyes narrowing into an expression as passionate as Patricia's, and covered the girl's body quickly with her own. She lowered herself firmly down onto Patricia so that the girls' breasts, tummies and thighs pressed tightly together. Almost immediately, Ellen felt Patricia's lips eagerly on hers and their mouths moved tenderly together in a long passionate kiss. Their red, full women's lips crushed hungrily together as their wet, trembling tongues mingled and explored the hot caverns of each other's mouths.

Patricia moaned, speaking into the closeness of Ellen's mouth, "Now it's my turn to feel you… I want to so much. Please let me!"

They broke for air and Patricia caressed Ellen's face with her cheek, then almost brazenly, reached down between Ellen's thighs to fondle the older girl's silken-haired cunt. Her fingers probed into the hot, narrow slit, feeling at the corners of the fleshy hole. Finally, two of them slid easily inwards, making Ellen squirm and groan lustfully in her embrace.

Patricia thrust her fingers deeper and deeper into the pulsating cunt, while at the same time, her eager probing tongue poked itself into Ellen's ear and darted wetly around the tiny orifice. With hot excitement, Ellen swiftly lowered both her hands under Patricia's buttocks and began to finger both the puckered tightly pursed anus and the girl's tender burning cunt which lay a little further under the curve of her crotch. She dug furiously into both the tight narrow channels, causing Patricia to gasp with uncontrollable pleasure, as she began to work her fingers more rapidly in and out between her legs… steadily digging further, her fingers thrusting into her at a faster and faster pace.

Their mutual fondling continued with each of the women growing more and more frenzied until Ellen finally withdrew her fingers and took hold of Patricia's right vaginal lip. She started to squeeze the thick, moist flesh from top to bottom, pinching the fold and giving it the most thorough stimulation that Patricia had ever experienced.

With her last conscious action, Patricia kissed Ellen again, much more violently this time than before, and sucked on the girl's tongue with her full lips, making near hysterical moaning sounds at the back of her throat.

Suddenly, both girls gripped each other aggressively, rocking frantically together, Ellen and Patricia both realizing that they were about to reach their climax at the same time. Ellen's huge white breasts bounced and crushed down on Patricia's, her three fingers thrust harder than ever into the girl's cunt and darted in and out with a maddening rhythm, until they both shuddered and released their hot cum… spurting recklessly onto each other's fingers and down onto the soft cushions of the couch.

Patricia's body was exploding into a million tiny stars but she managed to keep her fingers tightly clasped down on Ellen's quivering buttocks, raising deep scratches on the flesh as she shook with the violence of her climax. Wanting to prolong it… wanting to go on and on so that she could keep this delicious feeling within her body forever.

A few minutes before the two girls had worked up their hot passions to the great climatic peak, Larry had crept quietly into the studio, taking in the lewd scene with ice cold anger in his eyes. But now when he saw Patricia watching him, Larry seemed to relax his forbidding countenance. He noticed that the new girl didn't appear to be very worried at his sudden appearance, in fact, she showed little loss of composure at all.