Chapter 3
Ruth laughed and lifted her bottom off the mattress in order to allow Amanda an unimpeded view of the pinkish-red cavern at the lower end of her gelatinous furrow. The fanning movement of uplifted knees caused the wanton scent of woman-in-heat to drift directly toward Amanda, and the redhead felt a strange weakness fill her as an even stranger compulsion to obey Ruth flickered in her brain.
Watching the expression on the lovely girl's charming face, Ruth decided to take full advantage of the confusion and indecision her countenance reflected. She said, "You're going to do it, aren't you, Amanda! You're going to take this first step in order to commit yourself to the discovery of total physical delight. You're going to complete this experiment if only to find out if I'm speaking the truth."
In a mesmeric trance she seemed unable to break, Amanda nodded and moved so that she was between the firm white pillars of the somewhat more rounded female. She stared in wonderment at the wide-open vagina, at the whiteness of the pouting out lips, discernible in spite of the lush growth of blonde hair. There were the two ribbons of inner labia, so richly pink, pulled slightly apart by the spread of Ruth's thighs. At the base of the pink inner lips was that mysterious womanly cavern, that notorious fount of femininity.
Droplets of oil clung to the glistening blonde hairs, and Amanda felt her face flush as she stared at them. She wondered if she was looking at her own oils or Ruth's. When her mouth touched that nest of hair, would she be tasting her own secretions, or those of the other woman? Probably a mixture of both! She was unable to decide whether that attracted or repulsed her. Perspiration formed on her upper lip and she licked at it without being aware of it as she bent toward the cleft.
Deep down, Amanda wondered why she was about to do this. Did she really want to perform this perversion? Still, she had to find out for herself, once and for all, if she was capable of enjoying lesbianism as much as Ruth claimed she would.
"Come on," Ruth urged. "Straight up my thighs, and you'll find your reward in the hot swamp between them."
Squirming her buttocks forward, the blonde woman draped both legs over Amanda's shoulders, as if letting her know she was imprisoned and unable to do anything else. She offered the fleshy insides of her thighs for Amanda's adoration.
Amanda's lips and tongue began kissing and licking, inching their way up the velvety skin of the inner thighs, her nostrils filled with the dizzying aroma rising from the woman's steaming genitals. As the liquescent cove at which she was staring seemingly became hotter in anticipation of the approaching lips, so did the pungent aroma become more powerful and a trickle of honeyed juices began oozing down the narrow strip of flesh between vagina and ass.
The limbs circling Amanda's neck tightened as a signal for her to continue moving closer. Obeying without a thought, the lovely redhead slid her palms under the plump ass-cheeks of the other woman, tilting the pelvis and lifting the palpitating cavity up to her lips.
"Thatta girl!" Ruth encourage. "I'll bet you're a natural pussy eater. Go down on it, honey!"
The words meant nothing to Amanda at this point. Her mouth settled on the engorged labia hidden in the thickness of the mossy blonde brush.
"I can come two dozen times once I get started," Ruth announced. "And honey, you've got me started." Her legs tightened even more.