Chapter 6
When the two girls got home to Gerrie's apartment a long relaxing hot bath helped restore Cindy's peace of mind after her session with Charley. It had been awful, just as bad if not worse than the time she had been forced to perform similar services for Sam in order to be hired, but at least she had not allowed any man to do the Real Thing to her. Only her husband, Tom, could do that.; She would keep that part of her body safe for him alone.
After the comforting bath and a stiff drink of whiskey that Gerrie made her drink, Cindy felt up to telling her sympathetic friend about what had happened in Sam's office. In a way it almost frightened Cindy how calmly she could now accept these incidents of enforced oral sex, things that before her marriage she would not even have considered, and which during her marriage had been performed willingly only because of her intense love for Tom. She could not imagine how any girl could bring herself to satisfy orally just any man who wanted it and would pay a few dollars for the service. She hated even thinking about doing it for anyone but her husband.
As the details of her' session with Charlet were slowly drawn out by Gerrie's deft questioning, the older girl quickly caught up Charley's final action just as Cindy had orally stimulated him into eruption. With calm interest Gerrie asked, "How did it feel when he kissed your pussy just as he was coming?"
"Awful, disgusting. I hated everything about him and his sex desires," replied Cindy heatedly.
"I know he was awful, of course. I'm just asking how you feel about having your pussy kissed. Didn't your husband ever do that for
"Yes, sometimes. But always just as part of the build up before doing the Real Thing. That's what marriage is for ... the best part of love," said Cindy, blushing in embarrassment at discussing such intimate personal things about her marriage, even with this girl who was now her best and only friend, and who was trying to help her.
Soon Gerrie had her young friend stretched out on the bed, resting after the rigors of the evening, and then she continued her questioning. "About having your pussy kissed and licked, I'm not talking about who does it or when or why they do it, doesn't it feel good?"
"Yes, I guess so," admitted Cindy shyly. "But who does it is the important thing in sex. I'd rather just be kissed on the mouth by Tom, than play any sort of wild sex games with any other man. I love him, so anything we do for each other is all right."
"I agree completely," said Gerrie with tender understanding. "Love makes everything all right. Love makes sex beautiful, not dirty. Most men don't know that, so sex with them is always awful."
Gerrie was by now gently caressing her young friend, comforting her, but being careful not to touch any sexually significent areas, for fear of alarming Cindy and again losing her by scaring her off. Slow and gentle would succeed, but quick and rough would lose. That was the main advantage that lesbian girls had over men when it came to seducing naive young fillies. The man was always in a rush to shoot his load before the girl changed her mind about letting him, but experienced girllovers knew to take things slow and easy.
"It feels wonderful to have a soft gentle loving tongue going up and down your pussy," murmured Gerrie. "I know, and I really love it. And if you really love someone, it's as much fun to give as to receive that way. Just like Tom loved doing it to you, I'll bet."
"I guess he did," said .Cindy thoughtfully. "But by the time we got to doing that sort of thing, he was usually so excited that he didn't do it long. He wanted to hurry on and do the Real thing."
"You mean he never kissed and licked and sucked your pussy long enough for you to reach a climax?" asked Gerrie in pretended sorrow and surprise. "But I guess that's too much to expect from a man. They're always in a hurry and don't want to waste time to give a girl the best thrills."
Cindy was curled up softly in Gerrie's gentle embrace, and her body began to stir restlessly as she envisioned the delicious sensations that they were discussing. Gerrie was her friend, so it was all right to talk about these secret private feelings and actions. Gerrie understood so much about how girls felt about such things. It was good to have a sympathetic and understanding friend like Gerrie, even though she had made that drink awfully strong and Cindy was feeling sort of warmly dreamy and in need of close tender acceptance.
"Does it really feel so super special wonderful to come while your pussy is being kissed?" asked Cindy, immediately looking surprised at what she had said. With Gerrie she certainly could relax and say and think anything that came to her mind. Gerrie understood her and wouldn't be hurt by anything they said to each other. In fact the gentle caresses which Gerrie was so tenderly lavishing on her now, made thinking beautiful sexy thoughts so much easier. Gerrie would explain all about love and sex to her, Cindy knew dreamily. Gerrie knew everything, and could do anything. Gerrie loved her, almost as much, and almost as well as Tom had. But torn was gone, and Gerrie was here. Very much here, and very wonderfully loving.
"A girl can receive love from all over her whole body," said Gerrie seriously as she continued to pet and caress her young partner. "But a man is always thinking only of one thing, his penis. That way girls and women are so much better at love and sex than men are."
"Do you really think so?" asked Cindy, her thoughts and sensual feelings harking back to the wonderful thrills she had experienced as Tom's loved and loving wife. "I don't think any girl could have anything more wonderful and more sensually rewarding than what Tom and I had together."
Gerrie's hand was now gently cupping and kneading Cindy's warm full breast, a caress which Cindy seemed to be enjoying again as much as Gerrie enjoyed doing it. In a casual but very friendly manner, Gerrie answered, "But you just told me that by the time the two of you got around to doing some of the best things in life, Tom was always in too much of a hurry to screw you, to do it well for your best enjoyment like kissing you between your legs. Right?"
"Yes, I'll admit that's true," said Cindy slowly. "And sometimes he stopped kissing and playing with my titties, like you're doing now, before I wanted him to stop."
"Always in a hurry. That's men every time."
"And sometimes he went off inside me sooner than I wanted him to," confessed Cindy ruefully. "But most times I could come as soon as I felt him shooting in me."
"Wouldn't it have been even better if he'd waited until you'd started to come, before he began shooting?" asked Gerrie bluntly. "That's what he would have thought of if he'd been as sensitive and loving as a girl."
All this time the warm sympathetic loving closeness had been working on Cindy, as Gerrie had known it would. A girl's passions are slow to ignite, but once they catch fire they can become a wild flaming holocaust of raging sensuality. The tender protectiveness, the earlier fright and emotional upheaval, the strong drink, and the expertise of carnal arousal in the deprived female, all combined to make Gerrie a perfect seducer of Cindy.
"We've been lying her together for almost an hour," Gerrie whispered to her friend. "If you'd been with a man, even your husband who claims he loves you, he'd have poked and fussed at you for a minute or so, have jammed his big hard cock into your unprepared pussy for a few minutes till he went off, and by now he'd have been asleep and snoring for at least half an hour. Isn't that right, Cindy?"
"All right. I guess you're right. But Tom never could hold back very well. He loved me too much."
"That's what he said. Really he just didn't give a damn about you, just as long as he got to shoot his load." Now Gerrie's voice changed from cynically critical to lovingly sympathetic as she continued, "I'm happy just to be here with you. If I can help you and make you feel better after what that man did to you this evening, that's all I want. I don't want anything from you that you don't really want to give me. by the way, remember how much you liked it when I played with your titties that other time we were together here? Wasn't that fun, with no demands on my part?"
"Yes, that felt wonderful," sighed Cindy, knowing that she was giving Gerrie permission to do those lovely things for her again. "It felt sort of different with you than when Tom used to do it. Maybe even better, because you never seemed to be in a hurry."
Now Gerrie enfolded the younger girl's whole body in an all-enveloping embrace of total acceptance and affection so that their flesh was close-pressed and thrillingly stimulated. After a long moment Gerrie's mouth was busy on Cindy's big sensitive breasts while her hands continued to excite the rest of her body which had been prepared and sensitized by the events and words that had gone before. It was a case of sensual hypnosis brought on by the slow and expert techniques of which Gerrie was so justifiably proud. If properly done, it always worked.
As Cindy began rhythmically squirming and heaving her pelvis in response to the stimulation which had excited her so exquisitely, Gerrie again began whispering her offers and suggestions for further pleasures. "I'd like to do for you something that your husband never did. Something really beautiful and wonderful, dear."
"Yes. Oh, yes. After all those awful things, I want something sweet and loving and beautiful," murmured the dazed Cindy.
"It's something I want to do because I know you'll enjoy it as much or more than you've ever enjoyed anything," continued Gerrie's seductive whisper. With one hand still ardently caressing Cindy's big breasts, Gerrie swung herself around so that the two girls' bodies were lying reversed on the bed. With her other hand, Gerrie was lightly fondling and fingering the lush curves of Cindy's hips, thighs, and buttocks, while her tongue flicked tantalizingly into Cindy's navel and around her tautly rounded belly.
"I knew you'd like this, darling. Don't bother to talk, just show me by your actions when you want me to go on further in kissing and licking you. Whatever you want, I love and enjoy doing it for you, Cindy."
Instinctively Cindy spread her thighs open to allow Gerrie's gently caressing fingers even more intimate access to her sensitized flesh. Already Gerrie knew she had won this quest for the ultimate intimate lesbian privilege, so she was in no hurry to pick up the prize. With lips and tongue and fingers, she continued to excite Cindy until the younger girl's passionate pelvic thrusts demanded further satisfaction. Soon Gerrie's head was comfortably pillowed on one of Cindy's firm smooth tapering thighs, while the other thigh rested willingly on the side of Gerrie's chest. And still Gerrie teased and tantalized her playmate by just gently kissing the tender insides of her thighs while her hands titillated the smooth firm curves of Cindy's hips and buttocks. Except for the metered heaving of her hips, Cindy lay passively receptive during this intentionally prolonged sensual build-up or overpowering excitement.
She did not have to please or satisfy anyone; she only had to lie there on the bed and receive all the thrills of carnal love and satisfaction. Gerrie really loved her, and was deftly and ardently proving it in every possible way.
Because these intense feelings of excitement and love required a partner for fullest enjoyment, Cindy without being aware of doing it, reached over and began to fondle and caress her partner's nearby hips. This gesture was not overtly sexual in nature, merely a normal desire for warmth and closeness at a time highly charged with emotion and feeling. And automatically Cindy began heaving with her pelvis, unconsciously begging for more erotic stimulation in that already excited area.
Gerrie moved her body over closer and parallel to Cindy's outstretched form, but she knew there was no need to hurry. The longer she could drag out this preliminary stage of their love-making, the more they both would enjoy the following activities. The hotter the fuel, the bigger the explosion. Cindy was warmly aroused and well started along the delicious trail toward the rewards of carnal release, so Gerrie would tantalize her some more and see if Cindy would finally take the initiative and actively participate in lesbian love.
Although Gerrie's head was resting on one of Cindy's thighs, and Gerrie's hands were caressing Cindy's body from her knees to her breasts, Cindy could feel Gerrie's breath delicately stimulating her hot moist swollen pussy. She wanted more but didn't know how to ask for it without openly admitting her eagerness for all-girl love. Cindy's hands continued to caress the parts of her friend's body that were easily within reach, and she allowed her fingertips to creep slowly toward the target of Gerrie's vulva, hoping that Gerrie would take the hint.
It was only when the younger girl's fingers were actually stroking her pussy lips with tentative frightened gentleness that Gerrie decided to go ahead. She slid her head a little further up along Cindy's smooth quivering thigh and stuck out her tongue so it just touched the pouting wet labia of Cindy's pussy. The younger girl tensed in thrilled expectation and then renewed the rhythmic thrusts of her crotch toward Gerrie's head.
Now Gerrie's arms encircled Cindy's waist and her hands clasped and squeezed Cindy's plump round buttocks. This way she could hold Cindy's pelvis and keep her pussy within easy licking distance, while at the same time manually stimulating all nearby areas, including her cute pink puckered bottom-hole. Up and down along the thrilled groove of Cindy's vulva went Gerrie's inspired loving tongue. She was still being careful not to go too fast, for she wanted to prolong as much as possible the joys she was providing for her naive young friend.
Gerrie felt Cindy's arms clasp her own hips, so that both torsos were pressed tightly together, giving added thrills by warm smooth heaving contacts with curved tummys and proudly jutting breasts. Hips and heads were heaving in a thrilling counterpoint that added to the exquisitely lovely stimulation of mutual passion. Now was the moment for Gerrie to administer her final stroke of genius in lesbian love technique.
She pressed her open mouth tightly against the gaping wet gash of Cindy's crotch, sucking the swollen hot lips into her mouth. Then with her stiff flicking tongue Gerrie diddled the superbly sensitive button of Cindy's clitoris for a few seconds before releasing the suction on the wonderfully inflamed tissues. Immediately Cindy was thrusting her hips forward, silently asking for more of that wholly delightful sensation.
Gerrie knew what her young partner wanted but she held off for a few moments to see what Cindy was willing to do in return. Surely Cindy must realize that in love like this, giving could be as wonderful as receiving. If Cindy wanted her pussy licked and sucked some more, she must be willing to do the same service for the girl who was her lover. Gerrie breathed warmly against the vulva that was so close before her face, teasing Cindy with this minor stimulation while awaiting Cindy's decision.
Suddenly Cindy clasped Gerrie's pelvis tight against her face as she thrust her pussy firmly against Gerrie's mouth. Simultaneously both girls were sucking and tonguing each other's crotches in a throbbing heaving moaning hurricane of mounting passion. Gerrie's technique was better from past experience, but Cindy's eagerness was beyond any doubt. She was learning by doing, and she was doing very well, Gerrie found.
Gerrie tried to slow down the vigor of their actions so as to prolong their bliss as much as possible. But Cindy was experiencing such divine sensations that she had to go on, further and further, at any cost. This wild passion had lasted longer and been more intensely beautiful than anything she had ever known before. With her husband, Tom would long since have stopped the preliminaries and would have thrust his huge penis into her, hurrying her along to a quick climax. But Gerrie was concerned with making the beautiful feelings last and last, extending the delicious sensations as much as possible.
At long last Gerrie could not hold Cindy back any longer. Both mouths were working ardently with lips and tongue on the partner's pussy, and Cindy was discovering what to do by feeling what was being done to her. When they could hold out against the sweet demands of their flesh no longer, both girls soared into a blazing orbit of supreme sensual ecstasy where they were conscious only of each other.
Although it had not been new or unexpected, the session had been just as good for Gerrie as for Cindy. And the more experienced girl smiled to herself, secure in the knowledge that she had gained a real convert to lesbian love by the way she had led Cindy up to this exquisite delirium of pleasure. No man could do even half so much for her, so Cindy would belong to her for as long as she wanted her. This was what all-girl love should be all about, wonderful pleasure for both girls because they could take their time.