Chapter 6
It was quite by accident that Mona met Sybil. Mona, feeling more and more that her body was her temple, wanted the perfect shape. So off she went to a noontime gathering of women who danced away the pounds and frowns to the tune of modern jazz music.
Most of the women really needed the dancing more than Mona did; they were bulging in places that shouldn't bulge.
One girl, Sybil, a young high-school graduate, struck up a friendship with Mona. And Mona admitted being intrigued by the little bundle of girlish curves. In their tight leotards, many didn't interest her, but Sybil did because she was youthful and well-built. Besides, she had a fabulous personality, always laughing and happy.
Sybil had been a cheerleader in high school and runner-up for prom queen her senior year. Her blonde hair bounced as she danced to and fro with the rest of the exercise class. Sybil was once in front of Mona, and Mona had all she could do to keep her eye on the leader. She found herself getting all out of step because she'd notice Sybil's luscious asscheeks and her mind would leave dancing and think of things sexual. The tightness of Sybil's robin's-egg blue leotards accentuated every curve, tantalizing Mona.
For almost two weeks, Mona wrestled with thoughts of Sybil. Sometimes she'd get ashamed, thinking about Sybil being her own daughter. Mona couldn't come to terms with her own daughter seeking the friendship of other women, not intimate friendship anyway. Life was always confusing for teenagers, and they didn't need relationships with females to confuse them further.
Sometimes Mona would get to daydreaming about Sybil and discover that her cunt was starting to juice up, soaking her panties and sending a musky odor to old men reading newspapers in the library. It was embarrassing her but she couldn't control her dreams.
Sometimes she wondered what was wrong with her, if maybe she had some strange psychological problem, or hang-up, maybe. But then she'd say to herself, Ah, what the heck, it's my life.
The split within her was tearing her mind apart and she was growing apart from Nick. They hardly talked much anymore. He worked late at the office and even on weekends. Sometimes he had to go out of town. That was when she ached all the more for some sort of contact with another body. And that's when she'd dream of Sybil.
Somehow it was different with women, not always better, not really-just different. She couldn't explain it really. She liked men but liked women, too. Glad not to have to choose between them, she treated each as a special pleasure to her.
The worst time was after exercising, when they undressed and showered, blow-dried their hair, and dressed. That's when she caught herself looking at Sybil's sleek young body every chance she got. And she thought, or imagined, she saw Sybil looking at her body, too. Once she even mentioned to Mona how well built she was for having had children. "Wish I could look like that when it happens to me. Have children, I mean."
Mona was ready for any chance she might get. But usually there were enough women around to make her apprehensive about touching Sybil in any intimate way or to in any way show interest in intimacy with her.
But one day Sybil must have caught Mona looking, or staring, at her lush firm breasts, because she blushed and grinned, turning her eyes away.
Mona felt uneasy and wanted to make things right in some way. "I'm sorry," she said. "I was just-well-comparing. You're so young and fresh and I'm-well-a bit sagging and old."
"No you're not, Mona. Don't say things like that. You've got a lovely bod. I'm flattered that you like my looks, but I like yours, too."
Mona wondered what that meant. She didn't want to read too much into it, yet she didn't want to miss any opportunity. She did want to make love to Sybil if the teenager would ever let her.
Not letting the issue die, Mona replied. "Well, I guess the feeling's mutual then. We like each other's looks. But I'm afraid I can't keep my eyes off you sometimes. It's embarrassing. Really is."
"Why should it? Embarrass you, I mean?" Sybil asked, toweling off her back after taking her shower.
They were all alone at one end of the locker room. Mona's eyes dropped as Sybil raised one leg to the bench to dry off her long, well-proportioned leg. It was tanned, spotless, creamy-clean.
Mona felt her pulse quicken as she eyed Sybil's pubic bush. The "V" of her crotch was perfectly shaped. It, too, was spotlessly clean.
"Does it bother you?" Sybil asked.
"What?"
"Does it bother you to see me like this? Are you embarrassed?"
"No. It's not that. It's-well-how can I say it? It's just that, oh I just can't tell you, Sybil."
She felt like dressing and getting out of there. It was heating her up and she didn't want to blow a good solid friendship over her erotic cravings. If things ever worked out, that would be fine. But she didn't want to lose Sybil's trust and friendship over some staring she had done.
Mona's face turned crimson and she tried thinking of something appropriate to say.
Sybil touched Mona's arm. "I understand. Really I do. I think I do. Don't worry about it."
"I'm sorry if I upset you, Sybil. I'm sorry."
"Hey, it's all right. No harm done. For sure. I don't mind you looking at me. I guess the younger generation's like that. I mean, I've seen other girls naked and it doesn't bother me. And it doesn't bother me to have other women look at me. In fact, I guess it's flattering, really."
"Well, you do look so lovely, so young, fresh, and tender, too," Mona added reluctantly.
"Hey, thanks. You look mighty good yourself. You've got a damned good body. Like I said, after having kids I hope I look just like you do."
Mona's temples pulsated with each heartbeat and she felt her legs getting weak. Part of her told her to make a move, another part told her to slow down and let things simmer to a halt. She was tearing herself apart-the two sides of her battling each other like this. It devastated her, made her jumpy and uneasy.
"Let's try the hot tub. Have you ever been in it?" Sybil asked.
Mona had to get back to her job in a half-hour but couldn't resist the temptation of being alone with Sybil for a while. So they went.
Most of the women had to rush back to jobs their bosses let them leave for their exercises, but most couldn't afford the luxury of the hot tub. It got much of its use later in the day, after people got off work.
The hot tub was in another part of the locker room, off by itself, behind a partition. It was private, yet a part of the locker room, too. You could hear someone coming around the partition because you had to walk over a carpeted wooden section that amplified every footfall.
Again Mona wondered if this was Sybil's way of letting her know that contact might well be possible. If Mona could only read the girl's mind, she might be able to know and not blunder into something horrible.
"Oh, it's so warm. Feels so good," Sybil cooed.
The heat of the water made Mona's body tingle. Every nerve inside her was excited to peak performance. And Sybil's tight, girlish body fascinated her all the more.
Sybil caught Mona staring at her taut nipples and grinned. "Do you really like them?"
Mona grinned sheepishly.
"Don't be embarrassed," Sybil continued. "It's all right. Yours are kinda nice, too."
A tingling between Mona's legs told her that her juices were oozing out of her into the warm, swirling water.
She decided to make a move. "You're so lovely, Sybil. I can't get over how beautiful you really are. You looked so magnificently beautiful in your leotards but, wow, in the nude, you're even more terrific."
"Can I tell you something?" Sybil asked. "I have dreams about you and me together. I know it sounds funny, but I do."
Mona nearly fainted hearing that. What a coincidence! Sybil having dreams about her. If only she knew.
Mona laughed. "You dreaming of me. That's really funny because I keep dreaming about your beautiful body and how I want it so much."
As if the floodgates were opened, they melted into a lingering embrace, tongues probing deeply into one another's hot mouth. Tongues lapped and twisted and sucked as they mashed their taut nipples together, their hands raking each other's backs in a frenzy of hot lust.
Mona half-laughed and half-cried at what joy she felt deep within her as she held the tender young Sybil in her arms, loving her as firmly as she could.
Sybil's young, tight body shook under Mona's touch. "Ohhh, I love the feel of you," Sybil groaned softly.
Mona put her hands behind her on the side of the hot tub and quickly lifted herself up onto the deck around it. Sybil, still in the water, moved close to her and hugged Mona's hips, running her hands gently around her creamy thighs.
Mona opened her legs and hunkered down so that her pussy hung over the edge of the pool, providing Sybil better access to her love nest. She spread her legs wide and held Sybil's head, gently pulling her closer.
"Here, eat my pussy, dear. Lap it up and suck it dry. Make it come for you and then I'll do you," Mona coaxed tantalizingly.
Sybil's eager young mouth never hesitated one second. She was suddenly between Mona's legs, kissing, sucking, biting her soft pussy lips. "Ummmm, I love the taste of you. I've never done this before."
"That's okay, I'll help you. I'll show you what to do. You're doing just fine, Sybil. Run your tongue round and round my hard clit. That's it, that's the spot. Now flick it with your tongue. That's the way. You're doing it ... ah ... so good. So damned good"
Mona's shapely gams shook and tingled under Sybil's searching tongue. It probed her clit like no one had ever done before. Sybil's licker was like a coiled snake's, lapping and lashing furiously at her fiery cunt.
Mona lay back on her elbows watching Sybil's blonde hair bob up and down as she lapped at her clit. "No, jab your tongue up into me. Roll your tongue and stretch it out so that it'll fuck me like a hard cock. That's it, darling. You're doing great. Tongue-fuck the come out of me. That's it. Suck my seeping cunt juice, Sybil. Oh, Sybil ... that's so ... goooood ... so, God ... I'm going to climax in your face ... don't stop sucking ... faster ... go ... faster ... Arrhggggg, Ohhhhh...." She screamed out her sidesplitting orgasm. Her hot cunt convulsed and creamed, hot juices spurting into Sybil's hungry, gulping mouth.
"Oh," Sybil moaned. "I came, too. You weren't even touching me and I came. I never had that happen before. Never. I just came when you did."
Mona grinned in a haze of afterglow. "Come up here. Up here, beside me," she motioned with a slap of her hand on the deck of the hot tub. "I want to do you right now. Do you so that you'll never forget it. I'm going to give-you an eating out that will make you come so hard it'll split your head open."
Mona felt the hot flow of her insides churning and tumbling in an ecstasy of passion. She laid Sybil back on the deck and worked over her tantalizingly slow. She kissed her neck, her ears, her chin and her mouth. She lapped at every nook and cranny of her beautiful young face, eating, searching, sucking it all into her hot, hungry mouth.
She eagerly kissed the sweet succulent tit-flesh, lapping playfully at her pink up-standing nipples. She held Sybil's tits together so she'd not have to travel far between nipples. She looked at their perfect pink shape, unblemished, so young and standing out so proudly. She envied her those magnificent tits, so young and so firm.
She pinched and tickled the young nipples until they stood erect and throbbing. Sybil moaned softly and tossed her head from side-to-side in wanton desire.
Mona lay against Sybil, rubbing her tits against the sexy teenager's. The touch of the bare nipples brought gasps and wild twisting and turning from both fiery females.
Trembling, their pubic bones touched and ground together as if they'd soon start a fire from the rapid friction. Trembling in each other's arms, their milky-white tits tingling together, their bodies screamed for release, for a sudden, shaking climax.
Mona's tongue lashed and lapped as she swung down to Sybil's tiny, secretive belly button. She -rimmed it and probed it with her hot tongue, wetting every crevice of the luscious navel. Then to her firm, flat belly. She kissed and sucked with her open mouth, loved the belly with her soft cheeks, nosing it, tonguing it, kissing it.
"So beautiful, your tummy. It's so young and fresh," Mona crooned.
Mona's lips found the soft blonde curly fur of Sybil's triangle. She mouthed the fur, sucking in strands of hair and gently pulling them with her sensuous lips.
Mona's passion almost exploded as she searched for and found the pink folds of Sybil's hairy cunt lips. Her arms surrounded Sybil's warm creamy hips and her hands dug and kneaded her wondrous asscheeks as she touched her tongue to the pink opening between Sybil's spread-eagled legs.
Her tongue darted round and round the hairy hole, lapping at the moist clear juices, sucking them in and tasting their honey-salty tartness.
Mona drew Sybil's swollen clitoris, nibbling at it gently with her lips as her tongue moved furiously over the sensitive tip. Sybil cooed and crooned, twisting, turning her head from side-to-side as if half-crazy with passion.
"So gooood ... it feels so gooood. Never ... done ... it before ... never ... believe me, Mona ... never."
Fuck juices flowed out of Sybil's snatch and ran down between her sweet asscheeks. Mona, noticing the flow, flicked her tongue down and lapped it off Sybil's tasty asshole. Sybil moaned loudly.
"Oh that feels good, right there ... on my ... ass."
Sybil nearly came undone as Mona searched her puckered asshole and plunged her hot tongue up inside. Everything about the teenaged sexpot tasted good, even her delicious asshole. She sucked and -rimmed her with her hot darting tongue until her tongue ached as she stretched it as far as it would go up the girl's tight anus.
Mona's insides were turning and tumbling. They were afire. Her cunt juices dripped down the insides of her, creamy thighs. She had to have Sybil's mouth on her pussy hole so she swung around and, on her elbows and knees, her pussy was over Sybil's writhing young face.
She lowered her pussy, muffling Sybil's soft moaning. Then she plunged her own hungry mouth down into the soft curls of Sybil's love nest. The smell of her-her musky sweetness-was so delectable that she wanted to suck out every ounce of the lovely nectar.
Wildly they sucked each other's oozing cunt, sucked avidly, sometimes tenderly, sometimes in hot fury. They bobbed their heads and made squishing, sucking, slurping sounds as they devoured one another's stretching pussy.
Sybil's snatch seemed to open, drawing and stretching tighter. Mona could look right into it as if it were a tiny hiding place, a cave. She had never seen anything like it; Sybil's young tight pussy was stretched open with all the frantic excitement of being together, female to female.
When it happened it was together. Both women felt the flooding sensations simultaneously. The same tightening of the legs, of the belly, the pelvis, finally down into the deepest recesses of their cunts. Then the flood of jerking, spasmodic thrusts that released their love juices to one another's hot searching mouth.
They lay limp, a perfect 69. Panting, gasping, drifting. Juices covered their cheeks, their chins.
Then they moved around and kissed each other, sucking at one another's cunt juices.
"I've never been with a woman before," Sybil admitted softly. "But it was so good, so different. Not like I thought it would be."
"Did you have dreams of doing this to me?"
"Yeah. Sometimes I did," Sybil replied. "I tried to imagine how it would be and if I'd like doing it."
"Do you?"
Sybil's smile told Mona the answer better than words ever could.