Chapter 4
"Darling, I'm sorry it took me so long, but I couldn't find the meat I wanted at the market where we usually go," Gloria said as she unpacked the grocery bags on the kitchen table. "So I went to the other side of town to get it."
"It's all right, honey," Martin murmured, sipping a cup of coffee, unable to look his wife in the eyes. "I just got up, anyway."
"Is there enough coffee, or should I make you some more?"
"There's plenty, but I don't think Beth's had any yet."
"She had some before I left, but she said she was going back to bed," Gloria continued, her mind only half on what she was saying. She was too preoccupied with putting away the food and getting out of her hot clothes so she could go swimming and relax. "I'm finally finished. Let's go for a dip in the pool."
"Sorry, honey, I was planning on playing golf this afternoon with Dennis Harper," he said. "Just waiting for him to get here now. I almost missed you."
"Okay, have a good time," she smiled. "See you later." Gloria kissed him Hghtly and had started toward the kitchen door to go put on her bikini suit when he stood up suddenly.
"Gloria!" He started to speak then stopped.
"Yes?"
"Nothing ... just I love you."
"What's wrong, darling?" With an instinctive awareness, she abruptly knew her husband was being evasive. She'd lived with him too long not to know when something was upsetting him.
Just at that moment, Aunt Beth came bouncing through the door, dressed in the tiniest bikini swimsuit that Gloria had ever set her eyes on.
"Good mornings, darlings," she sang out, bubbling with radiant health and happiness. "Haven't you gone yet?" she quipped at the abashed young husband then leaned down and sensually slid her lips across his face toward his open mouth where she planted a long lingering kiss.
And then Gloria knew! Like a bolt of lightning, it hit her! The dark red blush on her husband's face confirmed it! Oh God, she thought, Beth got to him! Why did I leave them alone? I knew she'd try it if she got a chance! She's seduced Martin! Fucked him! Oh no! No ... no ... She covered her mouth to stifle the gasp escaping her lips and stared in disbelief at her shamefaced husband.
Just then, a call came through the kitchen door, and it opened to reveal their next door neighbor, Dennis Harper. "Ready, old man?"
"Yeah ... yeah ... good-bye Gloria," Martin stuttered quickly, his blushing face also showing relief. "Be back about six." But in his thoughts he wasn't so sure he'd ever come back. Maybe he'd just head out of the country. Shit, what was he thinking about, anyway?
Turning without a word, Gloria dashed out of the kitchen and down the hall to her bedroom. Tears filled her eyes, and she sat on the edge of the bed, her head bowed in silent despair. How could he have done it, after all they'd been to each other? She stared at the rumpled bed, saw the messy cum-smeared sheet, and then she shuddered with hurt, and fresh tears began to flow down her face.
Momentarily the young redhead actually hated her husband for what he had done, but her love overcame the anger, and her heart began to ache with the suffering of betrayal But then she remembered what Beth had told her in the car yesterday ... that if sex were done for altruistic or health reasons or fun ... not emotional involvement ... Well, what now? Surely, Martin couldn't stop loving her just like that! He must still feel the same way about her that he'd felt since he was fifteen years old! I have to accept this situation and use it to broaden my sexual knowledge instead of letting it split us up, she thought.
Woodenly, the beautiful wife began changing into her swimsuit, determined not to say a word to Beth or Martin. Just pretend it never happened, .if necessary. Her husband would tell her in time. Two minutes later, she stepped out into the yard, ran to the pool and dove in before her aunt could speak to her.
Gloria knew she couldn't possibly stay in the water forever, that she'd have to talk to her aunt, but she was going to avoid it as long as possible. Finally though, she was forced to climb out. As she dried off, she asked nonchalantly, "Want a cold drink, Beth?"
"Here you are, darling; I've already made one for you," the older woman grinned, "I couldn't wait! I thought you'd turned into a fish."
"I love the pool ... it's so relaxing."
"Oh God! It's too physical for me."
Gloria stared at Beth's languorously smiling face, and thought sarcastically, Shit, Beth, it's no more physical than sex ... and you sure love that. But she kept her thoughts to herself, knowing that her aunt could never understand how she felt. She reached for the proffered glass in Beth's hand and dropped to the lounge chair beside her.
Gloria tasted it curiously then said, "Ummmm, that's good. What is it?"
"That's my idea of a Mint Julep," Beth laughed.
"I like it." Gloria lay back relaxing, closing her eyes as she let out a deep sigh. Just as her thoughts began to revert back to the incident between her husband and her aunt, she heard Beth say brightly.
"Darling, you're a very lucky girl. You have everything."
"Yes I have. And I'm thankful for it too," the young wife replied, suddenly shivering at the thought of maybe losing her husband ... and to her aunt, at that!
"Martin is a wonderful man," Beth glowed. "Thank you, darling, for letting me borrow him this morning. He is absolutely the greatest sexual athlete I've ever known."
Gloria couldn't help herself! The tears began to fill her eyes and run down her suntanned face. "Jesus! Aunt Beth, how can you be so casual about it?"
"But darling, I told you yesterday that it wasn't wrong if there was no emotional entanglement. Don't you remember? I just borrowed Martin!"
"That's how you feel," Gloria sniffed. "But how do you know how I feel? Don't you even care?"
"Gloria, you told me that you considered yourself a liberated woman," Beth frowned. "Am I to believe what you say, or the way you're reacting?"
"I don't know. Oh God, I'm so confused." Gloria wiped the tears from her eyes, but they only filled up again. She was being a big baby, but she just couldn't help it.
"Look, honey, let's not worry about what has already happened. No harm has been done!" the older woman cooed. "Martin loved it, turned on like a wild animal, but he still loves you ... only you! Kept calling me by your name!"
Gloria began to sob and then completely broke down in heart-rending tears. Crying her heart out, she covered her face with her hands and shook with despair.
"No ... darling ... please don't do that ... there's nothing to get upset over," Beth soothed the stricken young wife, patting her naked thigh, caressing her gently, as she crooned softly to her. "Darling, try to understand. I'll help you."
Gloria was too innocent to realize that the hedonistic older woman was interested in only one thing ... her own physical satisfaction. The younger girl felt ashamed of her tears as her aunt caressed her and soothed her painful outburst.
"I'm sorry, Beth, I really thought I was a liberated woman, sexually." She swiped at the salty drops sliding down her face, and sniffed to clear her head.
"It's all right, darling, sometimes we live in a cotton shell, unable to see anything except what we want to until someone comes along to teach us different," Beth explained. "I was like that once. Now look at me."
Gloria knew this to be true, because when her uncle was alive, Beth was a glamorous woman, but also an obedient wife. Her uncle had been a very jealous man, and Beth could hardly get out of his sight without having to answer for every minute of her time.
"But I'm happy with Martin and don't really want another man," Gloria sniffed again and drank the last of the liquid from her glass.
"Drink it up, darling; it'll calm your shattered nerves."
"Sure! Martin and I have even discussed it, but we aren't interested in kinky sex ... or so I thought."
"Kinky? He didn't think this morning was kinky. You should have seen him."
"Aunt Beth, I don't want to see him fucking another woman," Gloria said angrily.
"Look darling, do you want to be free, sexually?"
The troubled young wife waited a long time before answering then sighed deeply and said, "Yes, I really do ... and if ... if Martin liked it, then I'd better prepare myself for it."
"Well, lovely one, you'd better prepare." Beth smiled in memory at the way the young man had dug the way her soft wet mouth had wrapped itself around his cock. Almost without flunking, she moved her hand up higher on Gloria's naked thigh and caressed the soft skin in circular little motions, moving higher as she spoke. "Darling, let me help you to become a well-adjusted sexual partner."
"What do you mean, Aunt Beth?"
Already, the sensual older woman was becoming excited. She could feel the heated moisture forming in her pussy and dripping down the narrow crotchband of her bikini swimsuit bottoms. The thought of actually getting her luscious young niece into bed and turning her on to girl-to-girl sex for the first time made the thirty-seven-year-old widow's mouth water.
"Have you ever felt another woman's breasts? Have you ever touched another woman's vagina?"
"Oh my God, no," Gloria gasped. "That's not being liberated ... that's perverted."
"See, you don't even know what true sexual liberation is." Beth still stroked up and down the young wife's nakedly trembling thigh. "It means to be well-adusted in anything and everything sexual that happens between human beings. Anything goes as long as it's pleasurable and doesn't hurt anyone."
"But I thought ... I thought...." Gloria was really confused now. She wanted to be a part of the new generation ... freed of the hangups society had dictated for hundreds of years ... but this was more than she'd imagined. She could feel the tantalizing caresses of the older woman; in all honesty she had to admit that it felt good. She suddenly realized that it was even exciting ... she could feel the warmth beginning to spread upward in anticipation from her loins and was shocked to realize that this could be happening to her.
"Gloria darling, let me show you," Beth whispered hoarsely.
"What do you want me to do?" Gloria asked, hesitantly.
"You just let me show you, darling." The older woman slid her lounge chair over closer to her trembling niece's and used her left hand to reach up to the brassiere top of the girl's swimsuit. Slowly, she moved her fingers underneath the skimpy fabric and began to massage the cool damp flesh of Gloria's proudly upthrust breast.
"How does that feel, darling?"
"It feels just the same as a man doing it," Gloria grudgingly admitted as she felt her tiny nipples beginning to harden.
Then, Beth took her right hand from the young girl's upper thigh and slid her hand beneath the tight elastic leg band of her bikini swimsuit pants. Gently she moved her fingers back and forth over the silken strands of her niece's pussy hair, all the while staring up into Gloria's slowly changing face. "Do you like that, Gloria?"
"It's okay," the red-haired wife said guiltily, ashamed of her reactions.
The older woman was determined to get some admission of pleasure from the girl, she wanted her so desperately. She just had to sample the girl's succulent flesh, and she was already burning with lust-provoked fire.
Beth used her fingers to part Gloria's fleshy vaginal lips and slid her fingertips in deeper through the already moistened slit. Ah hah, she thought, she is excited ... she is turning on ... she's already leaking like a sieve!
Gliding her fingers slowly and tantalizingly up and down, barely touching the erect little clitoris, she questioned, "How do you like that?"
"Oooohhh, Beth ... don't do that ... don't...." Gloria was involuntarily writhing her hips around on the lounge chair, and she reached down to grab her aunt's hand-trying to force the tormenting fingers away from her sensually throbbing vaginal slit. Her efforts were of no avail, though, and the fingers stayed where they were-locked to her hotly trembling cunt flesh.
"Why not? I thought you wanted me to help you."
"But ... someone might see us...."
"Then let me take you inside ... to the bed ... I'll be very gentle, and when you tell me to stop, I will!" Beth had to convince her young niece that it was all right ... that there was no longer a stigma attached to lesbian sex. Anything, just so she could get rid of the intolerable hunger up between her own legs.
"I don't know ... I always thought...." Gloria stammered, still tightly clenching her pulsing pussy lips around the invading fingers of her aunt.
"Trust me, darling ... let me help you." The beautiful blonde took her left hand away from the naked flesh of Gloria's youthful breast, then pulled her right hand reluctantly from beneath the girl's tight bikini swimsuit bottoms. Quickly then, she took Gloria by the hand and pulled her from the lounge, leading her reluctant young body toward the back door.
Gloria's mind was reeling with uncertainty ... should she allow this ... this thing to happen? Oh God, she thought, I'm more of a prude than I ever thought. I'm not at all well-adjusted sexually ... and I do want to be a liberated woman.
Unable to pull away from the warmth of Beth's hand, the apprehensive redhead let herself be led docilely into the hallway and then up to the bedroom. The same rumpled bed where her husband had only hours before committed adultery with this same woman!
She felt the older woman unhooking the top of her swimsuit, and then her tight bikini pants were sliding down over the goose-bumped flesh of her slender thighs. The swimsuit bottoms dropped around her ankles, and she automatically stepped out of them, staring in wonder as Beth quickly dropped her own swimsuit to the floor in a crumpled little pile. Gloria gasped at the breathtaking loveliness of the older woman's naked body. She was beautiful, had the body of a teenager. Her uplifted breasts ... so full and firm ... her taut little belly ... the glossy triangle which so proudly-and seductively-covered her vaginal mound.
"Lie down on the bed, darling," Beth whispered, the hoarseness of her voice betraying the extent of her excitement and lust.
Without hesitation, Gloria did as she was told, lying on her back in the middle of the large king-size bed. She stared in rapt attention as her aunt stepped to the foot of the bed and climbed up to kneel at her feet.
Slowly she took Gloria's feet in her hands and spread them wide, wide apart, revealing the moistly swollen lips of the young wife's pussy.
"Ooooohh darling ... how beautiful your vagina is ... how pink and soft! So kissable!" Beth gasped in delight. Shit, she thought, I'm going to cum just looking at her ... she has a perfect little cunt. But how can she take that big cock of her husband's ... it surprises me that she isn't ragged and torn apart.
The older woman stared down in hungry fascination at Gloria's vulnerably naked body, and she could feel the hot moisture from her own wildly pulsating pussy wetting her soft pussy curls and flowing down her naked inner thighs. Her body slid up and over Gloria's naked lushness, and she dropped her mouth down to the girl's wetly parted lips. She kissed her gently at first and then more passionately, her warm, moist tongue probing searchingly between the tortured young wife's lips, bursting through the barrier of her teeth to snake sensuously into her acquiescing mouth.
At first, Gloria was shocked that she could respond to the kiss of another woman ... could feel an erotic pleasure rippling throughout her body like a runaway forest fire. She was unable to break away, uncaring about it being a forbidden act ... a forbidden hunger.
Without breaking the kiss, Beth moved her hand from her young niece's head and gently began kneading the soft resiliency of her firm white breasts, teasing the tender nipples into stiffer erection with the palm of her hand. The gentle caressing caused the younger woman to moan low in her throat. With the experience born of many other such encounters, Beth knew it was time to seriously go to work while Gloria was still automatically responding to the stimulations she was receiving.
Because her eyes were closed, the young redhead didn't see the perverted light of lust that flickered in the older woman's eyes, but she did feel the hands, more sure of themselves now, begin to caress her ripely straining breasts in a wildly exciting manner. She was so lost in this new rapture that she felt a twinge of disappointment when Beth's mouth pulled away from hers.
Then miraculously, that warm wet mouth was raining hot, anxious kisses down her throat, across her shoulder to her nakedly exposed breasts. She heard her aunt's low moan of hunger as her moistly heated lips closed over her sensitive little nipple and began a tantalizing sucking. It's so ... so beautiful, Gloria thought. Her mouth ... oh my God, it feels so good. Too good! I mustn't do this ... must not....
Beth felt her niece's momentary stiffness, but then the young girl seemed to surrender and began to writhe and moan with true pleasure, so the older woman knew her niece had accepted the inevitable.
"Oooohhh...." Gloria moaned incoherently, "Beth ... you shouldn't...." Her protest was a feeble effort, not even believable to her own ears, a sound compounded equally of animal-like joy and minor objection, as she wonderingly stared down at the older woman sucking her breast as a baby might One hand was locked on the quivering left mound, fingers working expertly at the nipple-capturing it, teasing it, now squeezing it, now releasing it-working in rhythm with the fervent sucking of her right breast.
"Oooohhh ... afff-ggghhh ... fe-feels so good...." Gloria began a soft steady moaning from deep in her throat, unable to refuse the wonderful pleasure her aunt was bestowing on her.
Slowly, her naked body trembling with a hot eagerness, Beth began to crawl backwards on the bed, never removing her wet caressing tongue from the young wife's nakedly quivering flesh. She clamped her hands on the twin mounds of her breasts while her saliva-moistened mouth slid down the desire-tautened belly, and as she lifted her knees and climbed between Gloria's widespread thighs, she circled the sparsely curling pussy mound with her wriggling tongue as though tracing the shape of a heart in it.
"Oo-ooohh ... ooo-uh-ohhhh...." Gloria moaned, her mind a cauldron of unidentified emotion.
Smiling in triumph, the blonde reached her arms down and beneath the trembling thighs of her young niece and slowly lifted the girl's wide-split legs high into the air, revealing the full plane of Gloria's lust-inciting vaginal area. Her experienced eyes immediately spotted Gloria's pulsating pink, blood-engorged clitoris rising in peak erection from its soft red-fringed hiding place. Gloria's wetly glistening cuntlips pouted out like the petals of a perfect pink rose. Unable to suppress a low groan of hunger, Beth began to rain hot kisses over the sparse red growth of pussy hair. Her little red tongue came out of her mouth like a fiery poker as she squirmed her body into position, her salivating mouth seeking the hardened bud of the young woman's clitoris.
Gloria's breath caught in her throat, and great convulsive shudders of delight coursed down her spine as the older woman's knowledgeable tongue found the erect little nerve bud and sucked it up into her soft warm mouth.
"Aaaggghhh ... ooohhh...." Gloria wanted to shriek in a mindless delight as she eagerly punched her pelvis up against Aunt Beth's face. Never had the younger woman experienced such exquisite pleasure. She let her shamelessly aroused body take command. Why was it so much more exciting than when Martin did the same thing?
Beth buried her face in the wet hair-lined furrow of her niece's warmly perfumed cunt, licking and sucking as though she would never stop, all the while forcing the young woman's unresisting knees back farther toward the sheet-covered mattress beside her tossing head. Suddenly, she pushed them down and pressed them to the bed, holding her in a doubled-up position to give her deeper access to the excitedly quivering cunt flesh.
Gloria was writhing now in an overwhelming state of lust. Unbelieving, she tried to open her eyes to see how her aunt was doing it, but it was too much of an effort. That wonderful licking down there between her thighs was driving her to a peak of rapture so wanton and lewd that she no longer cared about anything but the ecstatic happiness devouring her helpless flesh.
She could hear, from somewhere a long distance away, the shrilly pleading voice, sounding almost insane in its babbling, which was saying over and over again, "Beth ... Beth ... oh Beth ... beautiful ... lick there ... oh yes ... there, too! Oh ... oh ... She didn't recognize the lust-hoarsened croak of rapture as being her own voice.
Gloria's breath had increased in volume and tempo until now it was just one long rasping sound that sawed in and out of her constricted throat in rhythm to the thrusts of her aunt's tongue of fire lapping at her vagina. She was incapable of thinking of anything else, gasping as the expertly probing tongue fucked in and out of her ecstatic cunt again and again, plunging into her like a little red penis, bringing a joy she had never known before.
Beth licked and sucked at the wet scented flesh of her young niece's pulsating cunt, while her fingers moved to the distended nipples of the girl's ripely upthrust breasts and began to knead them again with a ferocious desire.
A myriad of wild sensations were rippling through her when Gloria moaned, "Ooohh ... sooo great! Ohhhhh!" as her overwhelming delight increased in intensity until she thought she would scream. No longer was she aware of her actions as she reached out and almost frantically grabbed Beth's long blonde hair and pulled the woman's face in closer to her passion-drenched pussy. "Suck it ... Beth ... oh goddamn, suck it! Yes! Yes! Now stick your tongue into my ... aaaggghh!"
The blonde older woman worked with a passion that rapidly set her own body aflame. The sweet, heady aroma of the younger woman's hotly throbbing cunt was acting as a stimulant to drive her onto a more frantic sucking. As complete wantonness overcame her sensitivities, Beth buried her tongue as far as she could into the warm clasping depths of her niece's succulent pussy, her lips nibbling at the swollen vaginal lips as she used the tip of her nose to rub the squirming young redhead's lust-distended clitoris. She nudged at the erect little nub in unison with her plunging tongue as it dug into Gloria's wildly writhing cunt passage.
Beth began licking more powerfully now as her own fevered arousal ran rampant through her loins, and there were times when she thought she would lose her breath, for she simply couldn't believe the wanton reaction she was getting from her young niece.
At the same time, Gloria could feel the warmth spreading deeper, even deeper into her tingling belly, the velvet electricity shooting through her womb like a powerful current arcing and sparking throughout her entire sensitive nerve system. She could feel the familiar tingles of her impending orgasm ... so strong ... so eager to come forth.
Now that fantastic sensation was ballooning inside her pussy, and she sought it out, pushing it back, chasing it, evading it! And then, giving voice to it, she screamed, "Ahhhh ... ooohhh ... God! Yes! Don't stop! Don't ... aaiieee! Jesus Christ...."
Oh fuck, Beth thought, it's killing me! I'm going to die if I don't get something inside my pussy. Panting, she slipped her right hand down to her own feverishly pulsating vagina and rammed two fingers hard up into her aching wet pussy flesh. She began frantically sawing her outstretched fingers in and out of her hungry cunt, scraping them across her sensitively throbbing clitoris. Immediately she realized that she was so hot it would take only seconds for her to climax. The excitement of tongue-fucking her young niece in unison with her fingers moving in and out of her own wildly jerking cunt passage brought the first zephyrs of release rippling up inside her own belly.
Wave after wave of pure sexual ecstasy-almost too incredibly intense to live through-surged and roared through Gloria's nakedly convulsing body. Instead of subsiding, the unbearable pleasure grew even greater in strength until she thought that she would surely lose her mind, that every tingling, wildly jangling nerve center was shorting out and would be of no use to her ever again. She was lost in the glory of an orgasm that towered over her like a roiling flash of thunder about to fall in all its elemental fury down over her head.
Beth felt the young wife's pussy begin to flower and flood with her heated vaginal juices, and she knew that the climax she had worked for was upon the writhing blonde. She thrust her tongue in and out of the girl's sweetly flowing pussy in rapid succession as she now fucked three fingers back and forth into her own cunt.
Abruptly then, Gloria reached the pinnacle of her ecastasy, and her naked writhing body spasmed upward and reared backward. Her hands brutally held Beth's face pressed into her exploding vaginal slit, almost suffocating the older woman with her hot cunt flesh as she moaned out her orgasm. "Aaagg-gghh! I'm ccuumm ... I'm ccuummm ... I'm CCUUMMIINGGG!"
Beth felt Gloria's contracting pussy muscles and heard the guttural sounds of her climax as the perfumed orgasmic fluids flooded around her thrusting tongue, forcing up into her nasal passage and streaming down her chin, but she held her mouth tightly glued to the redheaded girl's wildly jerking flesh.
Feeling her own climax tearing through her twitching vagina like swirling clouds, she mumbled out her pleasure into the swollen pussy lips of the young housewife writhing beneath her lewdly invading tongue. Her own fingers danced over her own clitoris while she continued to lap the honeyed dew from her moaning young niece's cunt.
Wave after wave of satisfying release surged through her kneeling body while she began to suck again at the still quivering nubbin of Gloria's clitoris.
"Oh no ... noooo! I can't stand it ... ooohhh...." Gloria began to gasp, her orgasm still rippling through her. She tried to pull Beth away by tangling her fingers into her blonde hair, but the older woman clamped her mouth down hard with a suction that paralyzed the young niece's hands.
"Ag-ag-aaaaggghh! I'm cccuummiinngg! Again ... cum ... again! Aiiieee!" she raved, her entire body convulsing and jerking as though she had touched a high voltage wire.
Beth exulted at the power of her young niece's climaxes as she slowly and expertly licked the full length of the sweet vaginal slit, sucking all the cum up into her hungering mouth, reveling in its heady taste.
And then reluctantly, she withdrew her fingers from her own pussy, and with trembling hands, lowered the young woman's weakly trembling hips to the bed. Satisfied that she had proved her point, the scheming widow sat on her haunches, staring down in triumph.
Distorted sounds of sexual satisfaction were coming from her exhausted niece as she gasped out the last dying embers of her forbidden pleasure. Gloria's breathing gradually slowed, but she remained unmoving with wideflung arms and lewdly spread thighs ... and there was an unfathomable look on her lovely face as she slept.
Beth collapsed slowly, relaxed in her own satiation. She rolled to the bed beside Gloria and seconds later was asleep.
Thus they lay until the ringing of the doorbell forced Gloria to return to consciousness. She trembled with fear as she stared at the naked body of her aunt lying beside her. God! What if Martin had forgotten his keys ... and was already home?
She slowly staggered to her feet and rushed to the bedroom window to see who was at the door. She sighed with relief as she saw Mabel Harper from next door, standing impatiently ringing the buzzer.
Gloria returned to the bed on trembling knees and collapsed backwards, her thoughts going wild. She had actually enjoyed the lesbian act her aunt had performed on her ... enjoyed it more than anything she'd ever known before. She couldn't understand her overpowering climax ... climax? Climaxes! She truly believed if Beth hadn't stopped when she did, the orgasms would have continued on and on until she died of sheer rapture.
And men her thoughts returned to her young husband ... her husband whom she loved more than life itself. How could she feel more from Beth's tongue than from her own husband's? What had happened to her? It must be the forbidden depravity of the lesbian act that had turned her on to an all-time high!
Suddenly, Gloria was inundated with shame and conscience-stricken with uncertainty ... was this really liberation? Was this what the younger generation was talking about? Well, she didn't know ... she wasn't sure that was what she wanted. She wasn't even sure that it was liberation to enjoy lesbian love ... to enjoy the flesh of another woman! What would she do if the scene was changed ... if she were making the advances instead of her aunt? Could she put her own tongue against another woman's vagina? Could she lick another woman? Oh God, she shuddered, I'm more confused than ever. I just don't know. Martin and I have to talk about this ... soon.