Chapter 4
Jeanette Wyndom remembered another Saturday night from her pit-dating days.
It was her father's wish that she use her lovely young voice as part of the church choir. One Saturday evening after rehearsal, she was approached by the female choir leader. They stood talking about various subjects until the other members had left the dressing room.
There was something in the direct, suggestive manner of the pretty woman that made Jeanette uneasy, but she made no effort to leave.
"You have a lovely voice," the woman said.
"Thank you," Jeanette replied.
"And a lovely face, too," she added, stroking Jeanette's cheek.
Jeanette smiled and felt her face burn with embarrassment from the unexpected intimate touch.
"These robes are so unfeminine," the woman said. "They cover up a woman's most valuable assets." As she said this she pulled her own robe tightly behind her, emphasizing her full figure in the black garment. "Do you think I'm gaining weight?" she asked.
Jeanette stared at the huge mounds of the lady's breasts as they pushed against the silken fabric. Jeanette felt almost boyish confronted by such mature womanliness.
"Your figure is much better than mine," she said.
As if on cue, the woman moved closer and gathered the excess material of Jeanette's robe in her hands and pulled it tight. Her face was within inches of Jeanette's, and her lips glistened.
Jeanette felt the sweetness and warmth of the woman's breath on her face. She flinched as the woman's nipples brushed her arm. She realized that the lady must be nude under her robe. The thought agitated her and she could feel a tingle of excitement between her thighs. Involuntarily her juices began to flow.
"No, your figure is so firm and young and thin," the woman said. "Your belly is so flat." She placed her hand on Jeanette's stomach. "Your hips are slim, but not too slim, even in those jeans you have on under your robe." She moved her hands down Jeanette's girlish hips and behind to her ass. The woman held Jeanette's butt in her hands and pressed her full body against the young girl's.
Their lips were nearly touching and the woman whispered, "I have a confession to make."
"What is it?" Jeanette asked, barely able to talk.
"I don't have anything on under my gown."
"I know," Jeanette said.
"You should try it some time. It's very sensual."
The woman pressed her lips to Jeanette's. The kiss was passionate but controlled and gentle, as if to arouse but not alarm her. The woman did not know that leaving was the last thing on Jeanette's lustful young mind.
Jeanette felt the woman's tongue push between her lips and the kiss became more moist and more intense. Jeanette felt an increasing moisture between her legs also. Her teenage pussy began to throb. She placed her hands on the woman's neck and returned the kiss passionately. She felt the woman's hand pulling up the hem of her robe. The hands moved from her waist to her breasts and rubbed them provocatively.
Jeanette was lost in the kiss, but she felt the woman's fingers unbuttoning her blouse. She sucked on the woman's tongue and tasted her saliva. She was vaguely aware of her blouse being slipped off her shoulders under the robe. Then she felt her bra fall away, letting her breasts free. Then she could feel her nipples rubbing against the woman's silk-covered tits. The woman's hands were on her back, pulling her closer. Then she felt the warm damp hands slide under her arms, and it seemed to take forever for them to finally reach her eager boobs.
Jeanette threw her head back and gasped as the woman fondled her breasts, bringing the nipples to full erection. Jeanette's blood boiled as the woman's mouth nuzzled her neck and sent violent messages of lust down her spine to her churning belly.
After an eternity the woman's hands left Jeanette's breasts and unhooked the snap on her jeans. The jeans were tight, but the women was expert and peeled them down to midthigh. Her damp panties were still in the crotch of the jeans, and Jeanette felt the cool air around her hot cunt.
"Pull your robe up and sit down on this chair," the woman ordered.
Jeanette felt the cold wooden seat pressed against her hot ass and thighs. She closed her eyes and let her head fall to her shoulder as the woman kneeled before her and raised her gown, revealing her young virgin body to the lust-crazy woman. Jeanette let her knees relax and her thighs parted slightly.
The lady took her time and enjoyed the sight of Jeanette's eager body stretched out before her.
Jeanette was burning with anticipation. She had to open her legs wide as the woman moved up on her knees between her thighs. Jeanette could feel the stretching and opening motion of her cunt and the silken touch of the lady's robe slide against the crinkly hairs of her pussy.
Then she felt the woman sprinkling kisses on her breasts. Jeanette gripped the seat of the chair and arched her tits up toward the ceiling, wanting more. The lady accommodated her with stronger kisses that turned into nibbles as her mouth circled Jeanette's straining nipples.
"Please," Jeanette moaned.
She was rewarded by the woman taking one hot nipple into the firm grip of her lips. Then the lady sucked almost all of her boob into her mouth. Again and again the woman sucked and stroked and licked first one tit then the other.
Jeanette was squeezing her thighs together, thrusting her pussy wildly against the woman. Jeanette was being driven wild, and becoming impatient for some real cunt action. She felt the woman's mouth move down from her breasts. Her titties were wet and the moisture evaporated and gave her goose bumps on the flesh of her hot boobs. The woman nibbled on Jeanette's belly and the inner flesh of her thighs, then nibbled down one leg and up the other, swerving her tongue just before it reached the girl's pussy.
Jeanette moaned and pushed and pleaded. She thrust her pussy toward the woman's face clumsily, and was ready to grab the lady's hair and press those lips into her bubbling pussy when, without warning, the woman plunged her tongue up Jeanette's cunt.
Jeanette felt the hot tongue curl and flicker over the insides of her cunt. She shuddered as the woman licked and sucked her churning box.
Jeanette felt her clitoris growing as the lady found it with her hot tongue. All Jeanette was aware of in the world was her throbbing clit.
Finally Jeanette opened her eyes. She looked down between her legs and saw the woman smiling up at her, Jeanette's juices all over her face.
"Thank you," Jeanette whispered. She leaned forward and kissed the moist lips of her new lover.
The woman smiled. "You have a beautiful body and I love to make you feel good. But I believe in free enterprise. I don't give something for nothing."
Jeanette understood perfectly. But she didn't know where to start.
"I'll tell you what to do," the woman told he Jeanette stood up and let her gown fall back over her body. She helped her lover up and the woman gave her instructions.
"First pull my robe up like I did yours."
Jeanette did so. She was amazed at the size of the woman's tits. They were huge but did not hang down. The nipples were large and long. The areolas were dark brown. Jeanette took one tit in each hand without being told to. They were heavy and she could see the traces of blue veins running throughout the mounds of flesh.
"I love your tits," Jeanette said.
"You will," the woman replied. "Squeeze my tits kind of hard and suck on the nipples."
Jeanette followed the woman's instructions.
"Bite them a little. Squeeze them harder," the woman said breathlessly.
Jeanette worked eagerly at the gigantic boobs. She could feel a burst of heat from the woman's body and the smell of cunt juice wafted up to her from below. Jeanette wondered what the lady's pussy would taste like. She was excited and afraid at the same time.
The woman was standing with her legs braced apart. She took Jeanette's shoulders and pushed her to her knees. She took Jeanette's cheeks in her hands and held her face on the level with her hairy cunt. The hair grew up almost to the woman's navel, and down her inner thighs, and it smelled like sweet perfume to Jeanette. She longed to kiss it and probe it with her tongue. She wondered what pleasure lay in the jungle.
The woman spread her legs more and the muscles bulged in her thighs. She told Jeanette to stick her tongue out, which the girl did. Then the woman pulled Jeanette slowly toward her hairy cunt.
Abruptly she pulled her away.
"Footsteps!" she whispered.