Dear Readers,
Many of you will remember Jessica as Cynthia's room mate and girlfriend from my story Never Say Never (with pics, without pics). This story seeks to explain why Jessica had goaded Cynthia into making love when her mother was next doors. You can also read this story with pictures at http://sites.pornographytimes.com/erotica/lesbian/charlie/index.htm
Regards, Cellinis
Those of you who have read Edgar Rice Burroughs' Tarzan of the Apes would remember the continuous cravings of the ape-man for meat and blood. The constant lust to kill. How do we judge him? For is he not a hero and a gentleman? But then what of his near savage cravings? By what rules are we to decide whether Tarzan was a demigod or a mere savage? Similar rules would be necessary to judge the vivacious blonde, Jessica, with whom some of you may be familiar with from my story, Never Say Never.
Jessica suffered from a similar craving, albeit hers was a craving for pink and taboo. Fate had played with her life much in the same way it had played in the life of Tarzan. At a very early age she had been given to a nymphomaniac babysitter, who, amongst other things, taught her of the sapphic pleasures. Especially of sapphic pleasures mingled with taboo. It had been no chance, then, that she had made love to Cynthia, her lover, right in front of the latter's mother. For being with a woman she loved was exciting, but even more exciting was to make love to her when she knew that her mother could hear their rather loud moans. That Simone, Cynthia's mother, had actually proceeded to masturbate herself while watching the girls through the door had only added to further excitement.
Nor was it the first time that Jessica had trespassed the boundaries of morality. At the tender age of 18, she had left her parents, both of whom were homophiles. Before going she had remarked, "I don't give a shit for what you think. I love men and I love women and nothing will ever change that." As a parting present, she had slept with her dad's mistress and her mother's boyfriend, both at the same time. While her family had all but disowned her, Steven, her brother, had always been by her side. But even he didn't escape the machinations of the cunning brain of Jessica. And it is this story that today, we bring forth to you.
"How can you not like girls?" she had wondered aloud to her brother, "They smell wonderful, their skin is so soft and the taste of pussy, well, it is quite incomparable."
"I agree totally with you babe!" Steven had said, recently engaged to a beautiful brunette of 19 that he loved, "Just so long as you don't give Charlie any of these weird ideas."
But it was indeed Charlie that fell to Jessica. Mind you, Jessica adored Steven and wouldn't ever hurt him. But the moment she set her eye upon the cute face of her would be sister-in-law, she couldn't but wonder how she would feel in her bed. She attempted to control her desires, but lust was a craving that she could never master. Charlie's dark hair over her fair skin, her innocent look, her lovely eyes and her trim and slender figure didn't help matter either. But Steven could read his sister like an open book and so he made sure that she was never alone with his dear little Charlie.
Fate is cruel. But then, the same fate bestows honors on others. What is one man's misfortune is often the fortune of another. So it was in this case too. For all his attempts, Steven couldn't effectively keep his young fiancee out of the reaches of his sister. One fine afternoon, full of glorious sunlight, Jessica came by Charlie standing outside her school. It had not been deliberate, for Steven had never told her where his fiancee studied. As luck would have had it, Jessica's current girlfriend studied in the same school and it was her that she had come to seek. It was with Charlie that she left.
"Hi!"
"Hi! Jessica! What a surprise!"
"What are you doing here?"
"Nothing! I was just waiting for a few friends, but it looks like they are late!"
"Hey, you know what? Let's go over to my place and sit and chat! We have never spent any time together!"
"Sure!"
The conversation, of course, is heavily abridged for conversations between two women, however short, are beyond the scope of this story! The ease with which Charlie agreed to accompany her would be sister-in-law, however, is accurately depicted. For there were no reasons for her to be suspicious of the sister of the man she loved. And the man she loved had successfully hidden the sexual preferences of his sister from Charlie. He had wanted to shield her by ignorance, not willing to give her young brain any weird ideas. Had he been more open, Charlie may have never been one of the conquests of Jessica.
They reached Jessica's downtown apartment after a short fifteen minutes of ride which passed happily for both of them. There was so much to be learnt about each other, so much bickering to be shared. Their mutual interest in Steven was equally a hot topic of conversation. Soon, Charlie became very inquisitive about Steven's school life. To satisfy her, the moment they were indoors, Jessica took out their old school books, that she kept in excellent condition.
The two girls bent over the various festivities and events that Steven and Jessica had together participated in. Jessica explained in detail, as only a woman can, to her cute guest what each event had been about. She recited vividly the tales of glamour and splendor that each of these festivities had entailed. Charlie listened in rapt attention. So attentive was she to the past of her lover that she failed to notice the lustful glances of Jessica towards her bare legs. She heard not the sighs of want that Jessica's heart gave out as it watched her cute face. Neither was she aware that this very school book had been used on many previous occasions for the purpose of seduction.
Jessica had started with the cute little stories of plays and sports. Slowly, however, she moved to the parts which would certainly shock her visitor. For in shock lay her greatest chance of seduction. She opened the book to a photograph of a group of guys and girls, arranged around a round table and apparently playing at something. As expected, a question came at the sight of the photo.
"Who are these guys?"
"This used to be our group of friends."
"And what is it that you playing at?"
"Truth or Dare!"
"Really?" Charlie moved to turn the page but a soft hand held her fingers.
"You know, it is very funny, what happened to Steven!"
"What?" Charlie's interest was raised.
"He chose dare and this girl here, Emily, told him that he must kiss Chandler!"
"No!"
"Seriously!"
"And did he?"
"You bet he did! We forced him to!"
"Yuck!" Charlie's cute face contorted in evident disgust.
"Oh don't be such a prude! Have you never kissed a girl? What is so different when a guy kisses a guy?" Secretly, even Jessica didn't like the idea of male homosexuality very much.
"Never!"
"Never what?" Subtly Jessica brought her own body closer to that of Charlie, who disgusted by the thought of her boyfriend kissing a boy didn't even notice the new warmth of their legs mingling.
"I mean I have never kissed a girl!"
"Seriously?"
"Have you?"
"Of course! Loads of times!" Jessica laughed openly at the question.
"Really? That's yuck!" Charlie made her disgusted face again, though this time it was more faked than natural. Secretly she had wondered what it would be like to be with another girl, specially since many of her own friends had several lesbian encounters.
"It ain't yuck!" Jessica smiled at her expression. Maybe retro, but it went well with her cute face. "Besides I am sure you will like it!"
"I don't think so." The movements and expressions of Charlie are hard to describe in words. Her face offered itself to all kinds of expressions quite freely, contorting its way to say more than even the words of Wilde could say. And each of these contortions rendered her even cuter. So when she did her fake flinch at Jessica's suggestion, her deep brown eyes closing and her chin wrinkled in an inexplicable and yet cutest of fashion, Jessica could no longer control herself. She leaned into Charlie and smacked a gentle kiss on her lips.
"Oh my god!" Charlie cried, opening her eyes to see Jessica's face only a few inches from her own. She could feel her breath and she could feel her lust. She raised her hands over to her eyes, just as a pigeon shields itself from a hungry cat by closing its eyes. When her hands left her eyes, Jessica's top was gone and she was sitting in her bra, even closer than before. The moment she saw her guest's beautiful eyes open, she leaned in and kissed her lips again. This time, the kiss lasted for a while and Charlie closed her eyes again, savoring the softness of the lips offered to her.
Jessica had more experience at lesbian love than many of us have experience with heterosexual love. Raised as she had been by a nymphomaniac babysitter, some of those cravings had flowed into her too. She needed to fuck several times a day and nor were pleasures of one woman enough to her for most parts. So when her lips moved over the lips of Charlie, sucking, caressing, licking and wetting at the same time, there was no dearth of expertise. Charlie, usually a shy and innocent being, afraid of all that was sexual, found her own lips opening to welcome those of her would be sister-in-law. The two pair of pink lips locked on to each other, sucking each other as an infant would suckle on the breasts of its mother.
Jessica's hands, which hitherto had been caressing the red cheeks of her latest conquest, now moved to greener pastures. She explored Charlie's hair, playing with her meshes, then slowly moved down her neck. She massaged her neck with the back of her hand, evoking a restrained moan from the gorgeous brunette. Even if she wanted to, Charlie could not have possibly removed her lips from those of Jessica's, such was the seductive hold.
Jessica's fingers had now reached behind for the hook of the white top that separated her from what could only be a gorgeous pair of breasts. This she removed and then she removed her own. Soon the four nipples were mingling freely with each other, rubbing onto one another the queer passion of lust. One by one the rest of the clothes left the bodies of the two women, Charlie now participating willingly in this strip tease. Once naked, Jessica pushed her body on top of that of Jessica and pushed her tongue inside her mouth. The tongue was more than welcome in the warmth of the salivating mouth of this cutest of angels. Hands grabbed her breasts and she felt the shaved crotch of Jessica rub against her own hairy pussy.
For an eternity the two girls kissed until Jessica broke the kiss and moved down the soft body of her would be sister-in-law. Her neck she kissed, her breasts she licked and her toes she sucked. She didn't stop either, until the moans of Charlie grew so loud that she decided to take their relationship to the next level.
Starting at her neck, she drew a wet line with her tongue down to her left boob. Once there, she took Charlie's pink nipple gingerly in her mouth. Squeezing it gently between her teeth, she licked it all over with her tongue. At the same instant her fingers reached down to the secret garden of the cute brunette and very gently she massaged her pussy, rubbing vertically over it. She was pleasantly surprised to find that Charlie was as wet as she was. She helped the teen on to the supporting cushions and lithely slid down her slender body until her mouth was in contact with the hairy pussy.
While her own needs were dire, Jessica knew that she must be careful while proceeding with the youngster for nothing is worse than a bad first lesbian experience. Tenderness was her middle name as she caressed the moist pussy. Softness were her lips when they touched the pink. And wonder was her tongue as it moved over the now protruding clit of this young angel. Result was what you may expect from such gentle loving. Charlie's moans grew louder and her pussy wetter as Jessica's saliva exchanged greetings with her pussy juices.
Charlie could feel her pre cum seep out of her tight pussy on to her thighs. She felt more wet than she ever had. Lust enveloped her cute heart. Soon her hips were pushing back at Jessica's mouth, which now licked with ferocity of lightening. Jessica could feel her understudy ready to cum, but such were not her intentions. She knew that once orgasm had subsided lust, Charlie would feel remorse at the situation. She must make the lust last long enough that there can be no looking back. And with this idea in mind, she decided to exchange positions with this beautiful angel.
Charlie would have much liked to kiss Jessica's tight breasts and touch her tanned and soft skin. But she found that she didn't get much choice in the matter. Grabbing her by her hair, Jessica had put her mouth over her wet pussy. Not roughly, mind you, but with just enough conviction that Charlie knew who was the boss in this couple.
As Charlie's tongue came in contact with the sweet sour juices of Jessica's pre cum, she found that she much liked the taste of this woman's pussy. She had tasted her own and liked it, but often wondered if all pussies tasted alike. Jessica's juices were of a softer taste than hers. A taste she loved so much that soon her inexperienced tongue was pushing into the wet cunt of her would be sister-in-law. From above her, Jessica's hand pushed her deeper and deeper into the sapphic pleasure. Her lips chewed diligently on the pink lips of the blonde dyke. Her cute chin rubbed incessantly on the highly sensitive parting of pussy and ass. Jessica roared her pleasure, breathing heavily, knowing she would cum.
Charlie was stunned by the force of the orgasm of Jessica. She felt the pressure increase on the back on her head and Jessica nearly chocked her. She felt the blonde's legs and hips tighter as if bracing for the shock. And then she saw Jessica's body hump all over the bed as streams of cum flowed from her pussy on to Charlie's mouth. She devoured these juices as she would have devoured pineapple juice, by far her favorite drink. Once they were over, she craved for more.
More was in store for her, though not the kind she expected. She hoped that Jessica would now lick her to satisfaction. But the blonde dyke opened her drawer of toys and took out a large strap on with a pink transparent dildo attached. Charlie watched open mouthed as she saw Jessica put on the strap on with expertise of experience. Then Jessica lay down on the bed and invited her guest to come on top of her. So large was the dildo that Charlie hesitated, though very briefly. For her own desire to cum was now very great.
Legs around the nude body of Jessica, adorned with the strap on, Charlie lowered her tight pussy on the dildo. So wet was she that even without lubricants the dildo slipped easily into her. She rode it with enthusiasm, though the feeling of plastic between her legs was weird. She also discovered that Jessica could use the strap on much better than her brother used his cock.
As Charlie's slender figure moved up and down her dildo, Jessica's own hips pushed in harmony. She rotated her pelvic like a gymnast, craving to touch every part of this lesbian virgin pussy. Charlie moved her hips around to match Jessica's movements and soon she was in ecstasy, again willing to cum at the slightest provocation. But Jessica controlled the pace. And though she never reduced the pleasure, caressing Charlie's beautiful ass for added effect, she did expertly prevent the orgasm that Charlie so badly craved for.
When she could no longer control Charlie's orgasm, she pushed her off the strap on. The idea behind fucking her thus had been to excite herself for another orgasm, an orgasm that she wanted to share with her new lover. And that had been fruitfully achieved. She removed the strap on and licked off Charlie's juices off it lustily. Cleaned thus, she threw the dildo back into the cupboard and withdrew another dildo, this time a white one. This was a double dildo, 33 inches in length and 8 inches in diameter, made so that two women could fuck simultaneously. She reserved this excellent piece of creation for special occasions such as this one, where sapphic pleasures mingled with unheralded taboo. Charlie watched in horror as Jessica put one end on the dildo in her mouth, sucking on it as she would have sucked a real cock.
But the shock was short lived for soon the other end of the dildo was offered to her own pink lips, and accepted with pleasure. Charlie wanted to cum and she cared not what devise it would be that made her reach her well deserved orgasm. The two pair of lips enveloped the long dildo from both ends. Tongues reached out and salivated the plastic. Hands moved as if they were jerking off cocks. What sort of lesbians were these?
Charlie went so far as to suck the dildo into her throat, a practice she was quite good at. Jessica watched, pleased that she was so good in the art of sex. Quietly she turned over the dildo so that the sides were exchanged. Then each girl added her saliva to that of the other. At last the dildo was well lubricated. Jessica showed the way, laying down on her back and making Charlie lay down in a similar fashion. Then very slowly she inserted the huge toy into her tight cunt, pushing its head all the way in. Charlie followed suite on the other side. Their legs locked, they forced the dildo into their cunts, pushing closer to each other.
With their hands they held the huge white toy and with their hips and their legs they pushed. Their fingers rubbed the protruding clits hard for both women wanted to cum. Their fucked the same dildo, one cunt at each end, as they would have fucked cock. Charlie and Jessica were in the lesbian heaven of lust.The width of the dildo was in their tight cunts that enveloped the plastic fondly. Every now and then Charlie wished it was a real cock but then the sight of her first lesbian love changed her mind. She fucked hard and so did Jessica.
Moments later the two girls were screaming throatily their way to simultaneous orgasms. Their shuddering bodies inter-mingled with each other, their hearts beating vividly, as lust was successfully satisfied. Then tired they both lay, not moving a muscle though the large toy was very much inside their pussies. In each mind there was a thought, a thought that we may not decipher. For is it not said that not God himself can understand women?