Susan’s Teen Lust Satisfied

Given Jean's apparent predilections in this area, Susan decided to capitalize on the adolescent's resurgent lust, and make sure that her introduction to lesbian sex would leave no stone of pleasure uncovered. Susan went to work kissing and nuzzling Jean's face, neck and breasts. She gave the youth just a bit of nipple play, then worked her way down across her stomach to creamy thighs still slippery with cum juice. Susan teased just a bit, sensuously kissing the girl's soft inner thighs and massaging the soft fur on her pubic mound. She paused for a good look at the sweet teenage pussy, reddish now with the extended stimulation and arousal, rather than its usual girly pink, and ultra-sensitive from the recent orgasm.

Susan dove in to the sweet, heart shaped sex once again. Gently, because of the ultra-sensitivity. She repeated her earlier expert cunt licking performance, tongue-fucking the girl's hole, nibbling the lips, flicking just the tip of the clit lightly with her tongue, then slavering the entire clit region generally with the full lingual surface. She sucked the upper part of the vulva deeply into her mouth, nibbling with her teeth as she did so. She inserted two fingers into the gushing vagina, twisting her hand to rotate them as the digits plunged in and out.

Susan worked her magic at a deliberate pace, neither frenzied nor slow. She brought the girl close to a peak a couple times, then backed off, so as to draw out the pleasure. Finally, he next time Jean began one of those slippery ascents, Susan did not back off, and at the critical moment attacked with the same slavering side-to-side clit tonguing that had tripped the tight blonde over the edge the first time.

Unlike her first orgasm, this one was less explosive and more sustained. This allowed Jean to savor each spasm as it burst out from the epicenter of her clit and sent electric waves of pleasure through her entire body. Where she had screamed out the first time, now she uttered a guttural stream of rhythmic grunts in time with the spasms. The juice flowed just as heavily as before, though, and Susan took advantage by lapping up every drop, not having to concentrate on protecting her face from the healthy teen's pelvic bucking.

All good things must pass, including orgasms, and eventually the waves of bliss slowed, then stopped, and the flood of quim juice available for Susan's slurping pleasure slowed to a trickle.

Jean was ebullient now. "Oh, Susan . . . Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! That was the best thing that ever happened to me." She looked to Sophie, who had watched the entire performance with nervous fascination. "Oh, Sophie, I know you're still scared. I was too when we got here, especially when Susan told us what we would have to do. But it's wonderful!" She leaped up and gave Susan a big hug, and then one for Sophie, too.

Susan felt immeasurable joy at Jean's happiness. Yes, part of her own pleasure came from the coercive elements of her lesbian trysts with shy teenagers. The unbelieving expressions when she described what they would do together, the red-faces as they were forced to strip, the embarrassed wriggles as the clothing came off, the shock of their first taste of cunt – Susan found all of that indescribably thrilling. But an equal share of her pleasure came from bringing about a transition, as the hesitant objects of Susan's Sapphic attentions found themselves unable to resist the incomparable sexual pleasure that an experienced lesbian can provide to another woman.

THE SEDUCTION OF SOPHIE; JEAN AND SUSAN SLIP OUT TOGETHER

Jean had fully completed that transition. Sophie was well on the way, but not all the way there yet, and the time had come to complete that delightful project. As she had predicted, sex with Jean was good healthy bouncy fun. But Sophie was the type that had always had the most appeal for Susan's peculiar tastes: Timid and shy in personality, fleshy and round in body. Sex with Jean was fun; with Sophie it would be sublime.

It would also be a challenge. In addition to her timidness, Susan suspected that Sophie was the kind of woman who would require a great deal of stimulation to achieve her peak, applied slowly and gently for a sustained period of time. This was the kind of challenge that Susan lived for, though.

Susan gave Sophie a reassuring smile. "Jean, lets give Sophie a nice massage." To Sophie, "It will make you more comfortable, dear. Here lie down on your stomach and relax. Close your eyes, and we'll work the tension out of your muscles." That last was a lie – Susan's intention was to create tension, sexual tension, and she knew just how to do it.

Sophie did as she was told, and Susan's breath caught at the magnificent round butt poking up toward the ceiling. Susan expected that without determined effort in a few years the fleshy rear end would bulge and sag, but in this brief season of nubile transition it was breathtaking, protruding prominently, the ample cheeks firm and toned and beautifully rounded. There was the most delightful dimple at the juncture of the upper thighs. Like the miracle of nature that they were, the ample buns seemed to defy gravity, refusing to sag a millimeter despite their fullness.

Susan inwardly shook herself and got back to business. "OK, Jean, this is a special kind of massage. Let me show you, and then we both can do it." Susan placed one hand on the small of Sophie's back, just above that astounding butt, and touched the fingers of her other hand ever so lightly to Sophie's bare shoulder. She stroked those fingers very slowly down a ways, then retraced and perform the same caress a couple inches over.

"You focus completely on the touch, Jean. Don't think about anything else, just the feeling of your fingers on skin. Very light, and verrry sloooow. We'll start at the top, and work down, and take our time. You keep at least one hand in contact at all times, and stay focused on the touch – no daydreaming." Susan had used the familiar word "massage," but what she was describing and performing was actually a sensual touch exercise, designed to sensitize both the toucher and the touched to the sensuality of skin. Given Sophie's shyness, anxiety, and likely very high pleasure threshold, this was the perfect way to prep the girl for the hard core lesbian pussy licking that was the main course on tonight's menu.

They began, and took their time. It was at least 20 minutes until they reached Sophie's feet. When they had reached the juncture of that magnificent butt and upper thighs Susan gave Jean a warning look that said "no dipping into the naughty bits" – that was not the purpose of this exercise. At the feet they took a long time, using fingernails on the calloused undersides, gently massaging toes and the spaces between them. Then they reversed course and worked right back up to Sophie's shoulders.

Susan spoke softly: "Sophie dear, turn over and we'll give you a face massage," again, deliberately misusing that last word. The voluptuous teenager did so, exposing her pendulous breasts and fleshy thighs, with a dark fur triangle at the juncture.

The highly experienced older lesbian and the newly-experienced young one went to work on Sophie's pretty face. Her eyes were closed and she had taken on that dreamy look as they applied the same sensual touching to her forehead, cheeks, lips and chin, working in slow circles, expanding their range gradually to include neck and ears, then working slowly downward. Another warning look to Jean when they approached the breasts – these would not be excluded, but the touch was sensual, not sexual, and the nipples were bypassed for that reason.

Sophie's heavy breasts were like large, soft gel-filled mounds, collapsing into mountain foothills when she was reclined on her back, each sagging off the side, crowned with large pinkish-brown nipples. Jean and Susan both had to resist the temptation to play, and spent little more time on the breasts than any other parts. They worked down along Sophie's sides, applying the light touching to the swelling curve of her hips, and the ever so small rounded pot of her stomach. Susan did not have to warn Jean when they neared the pubic mound, the youngster had fully absorbed the theory of the exercise, but as with the breasts, it took an a disciplined effort for the lustful ladies to resist giving special attention to those "naughty bits." Then the danger was past and they were safely on to the lower thighs, dimpled knees, calves and feet. Again the girls gave special attention to the feet and toes, then they reversed course and worked back up Sophie's shins, thighs, torso, breasts and shoulders.

Sophie was lost in a dreamy, sensuous fog now. Susan had recognized from the girl's response to romantic kissing, nuzzling and snuggling that a focus on sensuality was the key to unlock the teen's sexual storehouse of pleasure. As gently as possible, so as to provide a seamless transition from the purely sensual finger touches, Susan applied her lips to Sophie's, in an almost chaste tongueless kiss. She sustained the kiss for just a moment, then began pecking and nuzzling the heartbreakingly sweet adolescent face. Back to the lips for another gentle kiss, with just a touch of tongue caressing the girl's slightly parted lips, then more pecking and nuzzling, moving on to the neck and ears.

Susan and Jean had each snuggled up closely on either side of the recumbent Sophie, molding their nude bodies lovingly against the voluptuous girl's own naked flesh, creating a delectable "Sophie sandwich." Jean was passive, understanding the challenge Susan faced in arousing Sophie to full lesbian passion, and eager to see how she did it.

She did it with patient and gentle sensuality, transitioning into actions of a more sexual nature so gradually that Sophie never even realized what was happening. The next kiss to the mouth was just a tiny bit more insistent, with just a little more tongue, then Susan withdrew, and resumed soft caresses and nuzzling, these also becoming ever so slightly more direct. What had been a light brush against an earlobe on the first pass, and a gentle lipping of the ear ridges on the second and third, had become more insistent nibbling and licking on the fourth, fifth and sixth. The mouth kisses became more invasive, with ever deeper tongue probes, and at some point, Sophie could not even have said when, one of Susan's hands had wandered down to a breast and began a gentle massage, lightly kneading the soft titflesh, and ever so lightly brushing across a nipple.

Susan's breast work steadily became more straightforwardly sexual, and eventually she was gently pinching and tweaking nipples, and stroking broad areolae with short, well groomed fingernails.

Sophie was responding. At some point her arms had risen to wrap Susan in a close embrace. Her thighs had parted slightly, and Jean noticed growing moisture at the precious vee. Sophie's breath was becoming slightly ragged. When Susan kissed her now she responded by exploring the older woman's mouth with her own tongue. In the fog of sensuality in which Susan had had enveloped her, Sophie had become indifferent to the gender of the person kissing and fondling her flesh, her unease at forbidden sexuality become irrelevant. Susan's neck and ear kisses now moved lower, and included the tops of Sophie's heavy breasts, then the sides, then the swell underneath, then the cleavage between. Susan moved back up for more deep mouth kisses, and on the next pass over the breasts repeated the same circuit, but added the briefest stop at the puckering nipples, then back for more mouth kisses.

Eventually Susan was giving the girl a full blown lesbian tit sucking, and her hands had again began to wander ever so unobtrusively lower, stroking Sophie's stomach and hips, brushing lightly across the top of her pubic hair, then away again. Where Sophie's first active response had been to enfold her lesbian lover in an embrace, she was now pulling the experienced woman's head to her breasts, and raising her shoulders to press the tender titflesh more deeply into the skillful mouth. Her legs had parted further, and while she was not acutely aware of the fact, agitation was building in her genital region, which was sending emergency demands for physical attention.

Susan's wandering hand reached lower, and brushed lightly across the girl's now dripping sex. Sophie did notice that, and gasped, and the circuit was completed between her pussy's call for stimulation and her conscious awareness of that need. But then the hand was gone, and a soft pair of feminine lips were pressed against her own mouth, a female tongue deeply and lovingly probing and exploring. She responded, and savored the slippery smooth tongue-tongue contact.

Susan's hand had dipped lower again, and was now lightly stoking slippery labia, poking gently at oozing vagina, delicately tapping sensitive clit. Sophie was breathing heavily. She had never experienced anywhere near this level of arousal, and had become oblivious to anything but the sensations coursing through her young flesh, and her growing need for – something, she didn't know what, because she had never experienced orgasm. She only knew NEED. The need was growing and growing as Susan's stimulation of the girl's genitals became more direct and less fleeting. Susan was probing Sophie's ample vaginal passage with a finger now, and giving more insistent clitoral stimulation, with more pressure, and more motion. This advanced to vibrator like action of fingers on clit for several seconds at a time, then she would withdraw that intense stimulation, and put two, then three fingers to work stroking in and out of vagina. All this time the mouth kisses and tit sucking and neck nuzzling had never stopped.

Susan knew she had succeeded, and that she could make the girl cum. She needed one little addition to make it happen. Sophie had a roomy snatch, and Susan had picked up on the fact that the girl responded positively to having it well filled. She knew that while clit sucking was the key to bringing most women to orgasm, many needed their vagina filled also, and she could tell that Sophie was one of these.

Susan leaned over and whispered a request to Jean, who was mesmerized at the virtuoso lesbian seduction playing out before her eyes. She would never have believed that Sophie could be brought to the verge of all but begging for lesbian cunt sucking, as she herself had much more readily been. She quietly got off the bed and went over to an elegant wooden chest on the other side of the room. She opened it, and was amazed at the assortment of sexual toys and tools contained within, but pushed her curiosity aside and pursued her mission with dedication, searching the carefully arranged array of sexual aids. There! She picked up a shiny metal rod, Susan had called it a "barbell." It was solid and heavy, carefully machined and polished from a single billet of stainless steel, about the size of a longish and medium-wide penis, but shaped very differently, with a golfball-sized orb at one end of an inch-and-a-half wide shaft, several inches of slippery-smooth shaft, and then a stack of smooth semi-"disk" shapes separating a row of slightly smaller balls at the other end. Jean's own pussy twitched a bit at the idea of using it on herself.

As with everything associated with her sexual lifestyle, Susan did not scrimped on her tools. The "barbell" was designed as a masturbation aid for women who had trouble achieving orgasm. The idea was, you inserted it into the vagina, and the weight and carefully engineered spheres and ridges kept it there, allowing the user to devote full attention to the clit, while having that satisfying "well-filled vagina" sensation.

Jean returned to the bed and unobtrusively slipped the tool to Susan, who had never slackened the pace of her kissing and sucking and fingering. Sophie had arrived at that point where nothing more was to be gained by postponing a full frontal pussy-sucking attack. At the completion of her next installment of nipple sucking Susan started slowly kissing her way south toward Sophie's nether lips, rather than the other direction and returning to her mouth. Sophie was so lost in a dreamworld of lust and sensuality that she had not even noticed Jean's excursion, but she did notice Susan's change of direction. Without conscious thought her legs spread more widely, bending her knees and lifting her wide hips invitingly.

Susan needed no invitation - wild horses could not have kept her away from Sophie's dripping sex. She had rarely worked so hard to bring one of her teenaged lovers to this state of all consuming lust and need. Still, she maintained a steady deliberate pace, careful to avoid any jarring discontinuities that might startle Sophie back to the real world. There would be no obscene orders to "beg me to suck your cunt" with this one.

Susan did not move too slowly, though, as she kissed a trail of mouth-dampened flesh across Sophie's belly, sinuously moving her own body down the bed so she could assume her preferred position in life: Prone on her stomach between the widespread legs of a trembling teen, lowering her mouth onto the lust-inflamed, flooding pudenda of a fresh, nubile girl who is begging – either out loud or implicitly - to have her pussy sucked by her masterful lesbian mentor.

That is the posture Susan had now assumed, and she delayed no further. She lowered her mouth right to the girl's throbbing clit, at the same time sliding the barbell into her honeypot.

Susan followed up her virtuoso seduction with an equally skillful pussy licking. With the barbell leaving both hands free, she was able to spread the outer lips and dive in, stroking the sensitive inner lips with her stiffened tongue. The same again, except with the relaxed tongue slathering from side to side. She stiffened her tongue again and followed the length of the stainless steel rod deeply into the vagina, while letting her fingers work the clit. Then with her mouth back to the clit region, sucking the sensitive knob, its protective hood, and the surrounding flesh deeply into her mouth with strong suction, then releasing it, then sucking it in again in rapid succession. She followed this up with rapid-fire tongue flicks right on the clit, while reaching down and working the barbell in-and-out of the love channel, then using strong fingers to leverage the heavy tool's polished ball, buried deeply in Sophie's vagina, into a circular motion, stimulating the walls of the cavern within, brushing against the cervix and the elusive "g" spot. Then she repeated the same motion, except moving the tool in and out at the same time, so it assumed a spiral pattern, leaving no part of Sophie's commodious vagina wanting for attention.

The mouth-on-clit action never slackened even as Susan skillfully manipulated the rod deep within the adolescent vagina. One of the keys to highly skilled cunt sucking is that ability to sustain this kind of "rub your stomach pat your head" duality: Specifically, being able to do one thing with the hands while performing a completely different action with the mouth, and not sacrifice a proper focus on either. Susan was a Zen master of pussy licking, and so accomplished this dual mission as well as anyone could. The payoff was that Sophie's vagina and clitoris received equal homage. Proof of the skill was that its beneficiary wasn't even aware that such proficiency was involved – like a highly talented musician, Susan "made it look easy."

Full pussy-eating proficiency also requires stamina, and Susan had trained to develop this in full measure as well. She needed it, because as she had predicted, and despite the ample preparation, it was going to take a lot of work to bring Sophie to orgasm. Susan soaked up the challenge as eagerly as she did the slippery juice flowing from Sophie's hole. She had added to the many forms of stimulation that were being applied to the teenager's slippery sex the irresistible action of slathering the underside of her tongue across the clit, and simultaneously, moving her head in a rapid, almost jerky side to side motion. She would apply this for a few seconds, then change-up to a deep sucking action, drawing as much of Sophie's sex as she could reach her mouth around in and out and in again with suction, slurping and licking as she did.