Jenny stood naked in front of a long mirror, admiring her tall, beautiful, perfectly formed body that was featured so often on magazine covers throughout the country. Her short-cropped brunette hair accentuated her long neck and her full breasts that were, like the rest of her, tanned from sunning herself nude on the roof garden. She ran her hands down to cup her firm breasts, moving her fingers gently over the already stiffening nipples, then her hands moved down over her flat stomach around to the high arches of her buttocks, back to the indentations between thighs and pubic mound, her caresses increasing the pleasurable ache arising from her thoughts. A young blonde in full bud, naked and lying unresistingly languid on the couch of her apartment! This was the vision that filled her mind with an almost unbearable expectancy.
As she stroked her long limbs she wondered what she should wear from her extensive wardrobe. She wanted to impress this blonde beauty: after one look at the photo Hugh had shown her she felt an irresistible urge to introduce her to the pleasures of making love to a girl. She realized that she couldn't have her to herself alone, that Hugh would have to be included, but she had made a pact with him whereby she would have Linda alone in the apartment for a couple of hours. Neither he nor any other man had previously known of her preference for girls, nor was he aware of how much she was attracted to him physically… probably the only man who had such a strong effect on her.
This afternoon she would admit him to her secret lesbian world. The thought of what could happen, the prospect of having both Linda and Hugh and watching Hugh have Linda sent a glowing feeling throughout her body, an expectation that forced her to nervously smoke cigarette after cigarette, occasionally packing one with hashish. This was the drug she had cunningly prepared for Linda, who Hugh said was a non-smoker, and as she had heard from her cousin all about Linda's aversion to the spiked Cokes she had prepared brownies heavily loaded with the narcotic. Linda would refuse a Coke but would hardly refuse tea and cookies!
She toyed with the idea of wearing hot pants and nothing else, to remain topless, as she usually did when her girl friend stayed at the apartment. She realized that this would undoubtedly frighten the young girl away so she added a transparent, flowered top.
Keeping his promise to stay away for a couple of hours, Hugh had gone down to the Surf Club on the beach front. The scene was set, and at half-past four the doorbell rang.
Linda had hesitated outside the front door of the apartment, filled with doubt and apprehension. Would Hugh be there alone? Or would he be there at all? She didn't want to see him ever again. She was angry with him and with herself for what had happened; she felt cheated and, worst of all, she had been criminally wronged when he had taken that photo. And she was sure he had because she had counted the remaining film. It was the existence of the photo that really prompted her to accept Jenny's invitation… that and the fact that Jenny had sounded like a nice, normal person from whom she could get some advice. That she might be pregnant was another consideration that had sent chilling tremors down Linda's spine.
To counteract any ideas Jenny might have formed about her being a slut, she had gone to great lengths to dress demurely and although it was a boiling hot day she wore long sheer tights under a summer dress and petticoat. She had made doubly sure that she carried her keys in her handbag and had written down the number of her parents' phone. She had also brought fifty dollars: if Hugh wouldn't give her the photo she would pay him for it. Perspiring slightly from the walk along the blistering pavements and the walk up the stairs to Jenny's apartment, she pressed the doorbell.
"I'm so pleased you could come," Jenny said in a low husky voice, smiling warmly, as she opened the door. In a glance she took in the glorious vision of the dewy blonde, the long golden hair, the full young mouth, the firm rising mounds upthrust against the thin material of her dress above a slim waist and soft swelling thighs. "You must be terribly hot," she added, noticing little beads of perspiration on Linda's upper lip.
"Hello," replied Linda as she entered, noting Jenny's long bare legs and bare feet, her tall slim figure and short-cropped hair. As Jenny walked ahead of her to the living room Linda couldn't help but admire the grace of her legs and the way part of her ass-cheeks showed softly round beneath the hot pants. She appeared to be about twenty-four or twenty-five, with an olive-brown skin and very smooth face. The top-model qualities of the girl were obvious.
Jenny apologized about the heat of the apartment, explaining that it wasn't air-conditioned as she imagined all American homes were, as she ushered Linda into the room that momentarily inspired in Linda a sense of panic. There was the couch! The sight of it brought every conscious moment of the previous evening back in horrific vividness. She became aware of the fact that she had suddenly stopped walking into me room, her eyes fixed on the couch, when she felt Jenny's hand on her arm.
"Come and sit down here, it's the most comfortable place," she said, leading her to the couch. As Linda sat down, feeling weak and trembling in her stomach, she looked up and noticed for the first time that she could see right through Jenny's flimsy top, could see the outline of pink nipples against the roundness of firm brown breasts. Below the short top Jenny's flat stomach and navel were exposed as far as the band of her hot pants which were only partly zipped up.
Aware of Linda's examination, Jenny explained: "I've been trying on some summer clothes for a fashion show. You know how it is – they always send the wrong sizes, like these hot pants. I can hardly do up the zip."
"Is Hugh here?" Linda asked abruptly.
"No, the boy's gone down to the beach. I guess he's gone for the rest of the afternoon. He seems to be very fond of you, Linda, but I must warn you, he's very fickle." As she spoke, Jenny noticed that Linda relaxed, that the wary expression changed to a smile. "I hope you're hungry," she added. "I've made some brownies especially for you."
"You shouldn't have gone to so much trouble," Linda replied, as Jenny got up to make tea. She watched the older girl walk to the kitchen, her firm, slim, boyish posterior slightly swaying in what Linda supposed was a mannequin's walk. She wished she hadn't worn so many clothes: the room was stifling.
It was after Linda had eaten two of the hash-filled cookies that she gradually felt a mood of sensuousness coming over her. She hadn't really felt hungry and had only eaten the brownies because Jenny had gone to so much trouble on her behalf. She liked Jenny and they talked happily about surfing, modeling and clothes. After a while they went to the bedroom where Jenny showed her row after row of dresses, some of which she thought Linda might like to try on.
Linda stepped out of her dress and then Jenny said, "Take those tights off, Linda, they're much too hot to wear in this weather."
Jenny had already removed her top and pants, intending to show off an evening gown, and Linda laughed as the naked girl began to pull the tights down over her bottom. What a glorious creature she is, thought Linda as she watched the long brown body bending down to remove the tights.
"You'll have to take everything off to get into some of these things," Jenny said laughingly. "Your breasts are smaller than mine but I think your bottom's a little larger."
"They are not smaller, and it isn't bigger," Linda stated, feeling a little put out as she removed her petticoat and unhooked her bra.
"It's probably because you're shorter that the proportions seem to be different." Jenny held her by the shoulders and moved close to her. "Look, my nipples are an inch higher than yours," she said, pushing her breasts gently against Linda's, sending a thrill of excitement through the young girl whose hashish-affected mind was giving her a strange desire to make more physical contact with Jenny. There was a sweet pungent taste in her mouth and a slight dizziness she associated with the extraordinary, overpowering feeling of sensuousness she was experiencing. She was beginning to lose her sense of where she was, and felt that outside the room there was nothing, that the room itself was the extent of the whole world – she seemed totally and pleasantly disorientated. But she couldn't stop a wonderful feeling of release and happiness that brought with it a sudden decision that she was entitled to be permissive. She felt her face coloring and was conscious of her heaving breasts.
"Jenny, people who talk about the permissive age should meet my parents!" she said, apropos of nothing, it seemed to Jenny.
"What brought that idea into your pretty little head?" asked Jenny, amused that the hashish was apparently working. She felt as horny as a cat in heat as she stood back to admire Linda's firm young breasts.
Linda laughed out loud. "I don't know. It must be because I think my parents are disgusting. And so is your cousin Hugh."
"All men are, darling girl. They are cruel rapist beasts," Jenny said. "You know what they want to do to bodies like ours?" she asked, facing the mirror with her arm around Linda. "They want to ram their weapons into us. That's what they want to do."
"Now look at my bottom in the mirror," exclaimed Linda. "It's no wider than yours."
Standing side by side in front of the mirror, Jenny placed her hand around Linda's hip so that her leg was pressed hard against the blonde's.
"Mmmm, it's slightly bigger at the back, I think. Now let's try bellies. Place your belly against mine."
As Linda turned again to face Jenny, she trembled as she involuntarily tucked in her buttocks so that her pussy as well as her belly pushed against the other girl. She was quite aware of what she was doing but nothing on earth could have stopped her: uncontrollably she wanted to press her body flat against Jenny's body, her soft breasts hard against Jenny's breasts, to rub their nipples together. We're just playing, she said to herself. We're playing games with our bodies, she giggled to herself as Jenny pressed her breasts against her, then her belly and with an upward movement brought her pussy hard against the soft young mound that so eagerly sought hers.
And then Jenny kissed her, lips open against the young girl's laughing mouth.
Linda's eyes flew wide open as she felt Jenny's mouth on her quivering lips. Jenny saw the surprised reaction. She also saw that Linda's expression was slightly dazed. The hash cookies were certainly working but she mustn't rush and shock her out of the state of high sensuality the girl was obviously feeling. She pulled away from her saying, "I couldn't resist that, my darling. You have such kissable lips." Linda pulled away from her.
Linda's reaction was one of part relief and part regret. She felt drunk with the demands of her body to experience again the smooth closeness of Jenny's glorious limbs and breasts. When their pussies met she had experienced a thrill she had never known before: it was something like the satisfaction she got from caressing her own naked body, feeling her own breasts and nipples, touching the lips of her vagina. She was moist there now, she knew, and she wanted to play with herself. No. She wanted Jenny to play with her there. Jenny was idly running her fingers down the nubile blonde's back, tickling into the cleft of her firm ass-cheeks. Linda moved forward, her eyes dazedly staring at Jenny's lips.
"Kiss me again. You have kissable lips too, Jenny." She couldn't believe that she'd said it, yet offered no resistance when Jenny pulled her down onto the bed and kissed her full on the mouth.
She felt Jenny's tongue moving feverishly inside her mouth and she responded with her own, licking at it and opening her mouth wide in a surrender to Jenny's experienced lips and tongue.
The fire in the innocent young girl's body blazed at the unexpected move to the bed, a fire of unbelievable excitement at the erotic knowledge that she was naked and alone with a beautiful naked girl who was making love to her. Perhaps she had at some time imagined this situation, or heard whispered references to it among her girl friends but even so she was surprised in her hash-befuddled mind that she could accept it so easily and naturally. The word "lesbian" didn't enter her head.
Unwittingly, she was soothed by the drug that destroyed inhibition. Also, she was reacting against her idea of the male sex, against Hugh's rough behavior, the shock of seeing her father lewdly shoving his cock into her mother's mouth, the obscenity of Tom cumming onto her face. Here with Jenny she felt safe, there was no great weapon to fear, no brute strength to fight, simply a beautiful naked girl lying beside her, kissing and caressing her body. She believed the mild feeling of faintness, of floating in the clouds was the effect of her growing desire for the closeness, the loveliness of this girl with the statuesque neck and shoulders, whose breasts were now softly moving across her own, and who was moving on top of her and insinuating a leg between hers. Totally relaxed, Linda opened her legs, feeling the pressure of Jenny's pussy against her thigh and her own pussy pressed against Jenny. Involuntarily she placed a hand on Jenny's ass-cheeks and the older girl thus encouraged, began to rub her leg against the pubic mound that Linda pushed up. Erotic excitement lubricated their vaginal lips until they were both sopping wet up between their legs.
Their bodies sweated so much together in the hot bedroom Linda felt Jenny sliding over her body like a fish. The skin of their breasts and bellies was beaded with moisture, increasing in both girls their feeling of wanton abandon. Jenny felt terribly thirsty from the effect of the hashish she had smoked and eaten. She eased herself from Linda's embrace.
"I must have a drink. Would you like a Coke, darling?" she asked.
"If it is Coke," Linda replied, leaning out of the bed to stroke Jenny's tempting ass-cheeks.
"I'll be back in a second. Just lie there with your hand on your pussy. You look like a blonde 'Naked Maja'. Just like your photo."
Linda sat up with a stifled scream, reality breaking into her mind through her state of relaxed abandonment.
"Oh, the photo! I must have it. Please, Jenny, can you get it for me?" she begged.
Jenny quickly realized that she might lose this gorgeous girl if she didn't handle her carefully. What a fool I am to mention that fucking snapshot, she thought as she quickly sat down on the bed and pushed Linda gently back, one hand playing with the young girl's firm ripe breasts, and kissed her softly on the nipples. But Linda was obsessed with the photo and was not to be easily diverted, although she writhed slightly on the bed, reacting to the breast kisses, and begged Jenny to help her. The elder girl leaned across and kissed her briefly on the mouth to quiet her and promised she would definitely get the photo from Hugh. Linda had half-expected the photo to be in the apartment and almost wept at the hideous thought of Hugh showing it around the Surf Club. She clung to Jenny, saying how she feared men, what brutes they were; how obscene her parents were and how she loved Tom but wanted to stay with Jenny. The sun-tanned lesbian saw that there was no need to worry about the confused girl coming out of the effects of the drug; Linda was well under the spell of the self-induced drug of lust. She's lusting for me, Jenny thought, and she smilingly went to the kitchen to mix a couple of Aussie Cokes.
"We're going to celebrate, Linda my pet," Jenny announced when she returned to the belt with two glasses full of spiky Coke. "I've added a drop of vodka. I hope you don't mind, but this is something to celebrate. It's the first time I've ever wanted a girl," she lied. "I'm afraid you're irresistible."
Linda tried to think clearly but she was in a state of sexual euphoria. Time didn't mean a thing to her: she didn't think of when she should be returning home. Time had stopped. Her longing for more caresses from this lovely naked girl standing by the bed staring at her consumed her body, the longing increasing as Jenny stood there sipping her drink and shamelessly gazing down at the lust-inflamed young girl with admiration and desire.
"Cheers darling. Or should I say 'bottoms up'? Anyway drink up, we're celebrating our first game between girls," Jenny said, licking her lips as she lewdly stared at the tender little cunt lightly covered with blonde pubescent hair.
"Do other girls do this?" Linda innocently asked.
"I think all girls do. It doesn't mean anything. It's just fun and games. We're free from beastly men and nobody is any the wiser."
Linda was beginning to feel part of the sexual revolution; like all liberated women, she decided, she had the right to experiment sexually, the right of the emancipated teenager, the right for which so many women authors had fought. With false confidence, helped by the hashish, she felt she had overcome her guilt feelings about fingering herself. She had lost her virginity, she was free to do as she pleased. After all I am fifteen, she thought rebelliously. She was mentally preparing herself for the coming act, the thought of which was inducing in her the most wonderful feeling she had ever experienced.
Hot and thirsty, Linda drained her glass and lay back on the bed. Jenny sat down beside her, dripping Coke with her finger onto one of Linda's nipples and then licking it, bringing that nipple, then the other, into hard pink points. Linda responded by cupping Jenny's tanned mounds with both hands and leaned up to kiss her passionately. It's only fun and games, she thought, just wonderful fun and games.
Jenny placed their empty glasses on the floor and began kissing Linda's body, moving from her neck where she greedily sucked blood marks in the smooth flesh, then down over both breasts to her navel which she licked with her feverishly working tongue and down slowly to the young blonde's palpitating stomach and the indentation between her leg and crotch. She felt Linda stretch and begin to writhe. It's safe to go a bit further than she expects the fun and games to go, she thought to herself. As she placed her hand on the delicate, almost hairless lips of Linda's pussy she felt the girl stiffen but held her fingers still until she felt the drugged young girl relax and gradually start to writhe again under the pressure of her fingers. Jenny parted the recently deflowered pink cuntal lips, feeling the almond-shaped clitoris hardening and bent her head down to look at its miniature erection before stretching out flat on the bed and wantonly burying her face between the blonde's heaving thighs. She began to lick ravenously, knowing now that she had the girl completely under her control. She could do anything with her.
The more she licked the more Linda responded, opening her legs wide as if to receive a cock. Jenny moved up to squat between the lithe long legs, and placed her face between the softly rounded thighs, gently pushing them even farther apart to kiss with her lips the wet lips of Linda's cunt, then sticking her tongue suddenly into the vaginal depths, pushing it as far as it would go and licking the hot secretions of the cuntal passage as she withdrew to repeat the motion again… and again. She felt quite drunk with the sweet perfume of the young girl's tight, almost virginal cunt. If only I had got her before Hugh! I could have broken her with my finger! the lewdly inflamed Jenny thought.
Moving forward, she licked Linda's body all the way back up to her neck, ears and finally her mouth. Linda, tasting her own cuntal juices for the first time, responded with uninhibited moans and kissed Jenny back in a long passionate embrace that seemed to last for hours. Their thighs were now pressing into each other's pussies, moving sufficiently to satisfy the demand of the clitoris for stimulation. They held each other, moved and changed positions, using fingers on each other's wildly excited cunts feverishly until they were both close to climax.
"Jenny, Jenny, I think I'm going to explode!" Linda gasped as the experienced older girl worked skillfully, compressing the vaginal lips and then opening them again with a finger in between, at times moving her finger lower and pushing inside the hot cunt flowing with creamy moisture.
"We'll cum together. Lick me and I'll lick you," whispered Jenny hoarsely, turning around quickly before Linda could protest. She lay on top of her so that both their heads, one with short black hair, the other with long blonde hair falling over her face and shoulders, could bend forward to plunge into each other's pulsating cunts.
While Jenny went down on her, Linda inserted her tongue into Jenny's cuntal slit, suddenly aware of its heady odor that would forever be associated in her mind with the intoxicating, special lust she was experiencing for the first time. Lust for breasts, the kissing of nipples, the easy knowing access to her cunt, the strange excitement of making love to another beautiful girl.
Linda's hard breasts were pressed into Jenny's yielding belly while she could feel Jenny's firm breasts against her own belly, providing sensuous feelings which were, however, secondary to the mind-blowing sensations of her hot, excited cunt. They licked in unison, instinctively satisfying each other, tonguing where each wanted to be tongued, sucking and kissing in the same manner and with the same intensity, the same urgency and the same complete abandon.
Jenny was experienced, yet the fifteen year old girl was showing she knew exactly what to do and how to do it.
She's a natural, Jenny thought with delight.
Linda knew the wants of her own body, and as she felt her clitoris being licked, she licked back at the clitoris between her lips, sometimes nibbling it gently between her teeth. It was something like doing it to herself. She had once wished, lying lonely and frustrated in her virginal bed that she could lick her own cunt. This was better, a whole world better. She was going to cum, and she could feel Jenny going into the first spasms of orgasm, too. Yes, oh God yes, we're cumming together! She felt her insides tremble. Jenny was moaning ecstasy and now Linda too was moaning. Both girls began to suck mindlessly at each other's wildly throbbing clitoris as their orgasms coincided, the hot milky secretions flooding out to be greedily swallowed, their faces buried frantically in each other's cunt.
For a long while they lay there, limp and satiated. Linda felt as though her mind had exploded like a firecracker, and now she felt dazed, incapable of thinking rationally of what had happened to her. She knew she was debauched but she just didn't have the strength of mind left to care. They both lay on their backs now, one of the dark girl's legs trailing carelessly over the side of the bed, the other leg flung in total abandon across Linda's proudly upthrust young breasts, while Linda lay in almost the same position with her legs partly drawn up and spread apart. Both dreamily gazed at the other's pussy, smiling with the satisfaction of orgasm and the intense intimacy of what had happened between them. The effect of vodka and hashish on both of them left them somewhat dazed, heedless of the darkening room as the sun set, listening to the distant murmur of surf and the dull sound of traffic in the street below. The sound did not bring the outside world into the room as Linda placed one hand over her pussy, her other hand over Jenny's. However, much as Jenny wanted more, she knew that Hugh would be back soon. There were more fun and games to come!
"I feel starved, don't you?" she asked.
"Don't really care," mumbled Linda, stroking Jenny's cunt.
"I'll bring us a cookie and another drink. I think you like Aussie Cokes now, don't you, my lovely little nymphet?"
"Yes, I think I do," Linda said vaguely, sitting up with Jenny to kiss her before she left the bedroom.
Before returning, Linda put on a Hodges and Ellington record and when they had eaten the cookies they carried their glasses into the living room where they danced cheek to cheek, breast to breast and cunt to cunt. Their movement quickly brought Linda to a sexual response; she felt her clitoris aroused and asked Jenny to play with her. "With my cunt," she said, all objections to coarse words forgotten.
"Stay the night with me," Jenny suggested, feeling down to rub her finger into the slit and over the little raised almond.
"Yes, yes, I will. But what about my parents?" Linda exclaimed, trying to solve a problem that was only partly nagging at the back of her hazy mind.
"I'll phone them and ask them," Jenny suggested, arousing Linda further with her finger and a long kiss.
"I think Dad would rush straight here and take me away. You don't know how they protect me. It's awful," she giggled.
Jenny had thought of this problem in case she did manage to seduce the girl. Hugh had a plan; so did she.
"Do you really want to sleep with me tonight?" she asked, holding her tight around the waist, fondling her buttocks and keeping her finger rubbing up and down her pubic groove. "Do you really want to, darling?"
"Yes, I want to fuck you all night," Linda replied then laughed to herself at the thought of telling a girl she wanted to fuck her. I must be drunk, she thought, and began to laugh aloud. "I'm drunk Jenny, my lovely girl-fuck. I'm drunk."
"Then you can't go home. I'll phone your mother and fix it. Now you go and cool off under a shower. We both need one," she said pushing the blonde towards the bathroom.
"I want to dance with you."
"We'll dance later. Go and shower." With that Jenny shut her in the shower stall and went to the phone, leaving the drunkenly laughing girl playing under the fine, cooling spray.
When Susannah Spender answered the phone, Arnold was out shopping. They were worrying again about Linda not being home when they returned and Susannah was sure the call was from Linda. Instead, it was the girl Jenny that Linda had mentioned. She couldn't hear properly… the girl seemed to be slurring her words. Long distance? She said it was a long distance call from Brisbane, could she hear her? Yes, she said, but could she speak louder?
What she heard made her heart pound with anxiety. Linda in Brisbane, six-hundred miles away, with Jenny? Surely there must be some mistake? Oh no, there was no mistake. Being asked to fly there at a moment's notice for a modeling job, Linda had gone with her to see some of the country. They would be back in a few days' time and Linda could tell her parents all about it. Susannah demanded to speak to Linda. "In a moment," said Jenny. First of all she wanted to tell her how upset Linda was at seeing her mother suck off her father's cock. "What did you say?" screamed Susannah. Jenny repeated the devastating information and went on to say how Linda had confided in her and how she wanted to get away from her parents for a few days. Jenny also said, into the shocked silence at the other end, that she would be with Mrs. Spender's daughter all the time that no harm would come to her, but if Mrs. Spender didn't wish to bring her daughter to a nervous breakdown she should allow her to stay away.
"We're staying with Hugh's father," she explained, "a very respectable judge." They would visit various parts of Queensland. "And don't worry," she told Mrs. Spender, "we'll return to Sydney safe and sound."
"I insist on speaking to Linda," her mother demanded. "Otherwise I might be forced to phone the police."
"Very well," Jenny said. "I'll fetch her. She's talking to the judge at the moment. I don't think you should talk to any policemen, Mrs. Spender. The police might wonder why the sight of her mother sucking her father's cock drove your daughter away."
Susannah had to sit down, trembling with fear for her daughter and from the effects of dreadful shame. So Linda did not sneak up to bed that night… she must have looked in first. Oh my God, she thought, the poor little Princess!
Jenny called Linda who came dripping to the phone. Holding her hand over the mouthpiece, Jenny whispered to Linda: "It's OK. You can stay the night. When you speak to your mother, just ask can you stay. Just that. Can you stay."
Excitedly, Linda took the receiver and said, "Hello Mom! Is it all right to stay?"
Susannah had recovered her senses enough to control her voice. She had decided quickly that she must carry this thing through by herself and not bring Arnold into it. It was all too shameful.
"Hello, Princess, are you all right?" she asked, trying to keep the anxiety of her voice.
"Sure, Mom," Linda replied laughing. "I'm having a wonderful time. I adore being here."
"It must be hotter there than here," her mother said, thinking of the higher temperatures hundreds of miles to the north.
"Yes, it's beautifully hot," replied Linda, feeling Jenny's hand pressing into her pussy. "Thanks for letting me stay. I'll only be here for…" she managed to say before Jenny "accidentally" pushed the receiver button and the line went dead, leaving the sentence in the air.
"Oh damn," Jenny said. "I'm sorry, I cut you off."
"I'll phone again," Linda said cheerily, swaying on her feet.
She certainly can't hold her liquor, thought Jenny.
"Don't test your luck, honey," Jenny murmured as she kissed the delicate pink lobe of the blonde's ear and rubbed her nipples expertly across the erect pair in front of her. "Your father might change your mother's mind."
"Never," the young American replied, sighing at the sensuous passes the older girl was making. "Daddy always does as he's told. At home, Mom wears the pants."
"How quaintly American," Linda said. "In this home, girls go without pants."
She went to the hi-fi and repeated the record just played, and the two girls danced, holding tight to each other's body, legs thrust hard against pubic mounds, mouths locked in a long blissful kiss. Linda forgot about calling her mother.
It was going to be difficult for Susannah Spender to explain Linda's foolish escapade to Arnold. But what could she do? She would have to say that Linda called and asked her permission, that she was now on her way to the airport, and that she knew exactly where their daughter would be staying in Brisbane. The fact that Linda had talked to a stranger about the shameful episode hurt Susannah deeply, but then, she reasoned to herself, Linda was adolescent and she supposed it was a normal reaction to be shocked at what she saw. She would really have to talk to her psychiatrist about it when she got home. It was probably time Linda saw a psychiatrist, too.
She mixed herself a martini to fortify herself for when Arnold returned to find his Princess gone away with a model to stay with a judge in Brisbane. She drank the martini and mixed another. She still trembled – more from the shock of Jenny's disclosure than the fact that Jenny had virtually run away from them, but consoled herself with the thought that at least their darling Princess was staying with a good family.
At the same moment, a few hundred yards away Linda was sipping another Aussie Coke, thinking warm and loving thoughts about her mother. "Mom's great," she said enthusiastically to Jenny. "I'll take her some flowers in the morning. From Jenny and Linda," she giggled, spilling Coke between their breasts and over the four nipples.
"Want to lick some Coke?" she asked Jenny. And Jenny did, as Linda did, the licking continuing until their mouths were back together locked in a passionate, sucking and tonguing French kiss. They were dancing, cunt rubbing, and kissing when they heard Hugh's key turning in the lock of the front door.
Hugh and Billy staggered up the stairs of Jenny's apartment building, under the weight of several dozen cans of Foster's beer. Tonight they were going to celebrate American-Australian friendship.
"An intimate party," Hugh had explained to his friends at the Surf Club. "Just us four: you Billy, me, Jenny and the Yank Princess." Having been given the brush-off more times than he could remember, Jim Yates was doubtful if they could arrange a gang-bang without someone screaming for the "demons" – as he called the local police. He had already faced a judge on an attempted rape case and had been lucky to have been let off with a warning. Hugh assured them all that if Linda was still at the apartment when he got home it meant that Jenny had managed to square off Linda's parents and had kept her there with the threat of the photo… and a little hashish.
Hugh's evil plan had them all lusting after the luscious young girl in the photo which they had passed around, staring lewdly at the unconscious blonde lying back stark naked on the couch with her hand on her pussy between her wide-apart legs. They all laughed as they watched Jim's pants begin to bulge so quickly he had to go to the washroom to throw some cold water on his monstrous erection. Following Hugh's plan they stayed down at the club all evening to give Jenny a chance to make the arrangements, and by now several pints of beer had aroused their lust to boiling point. When Hugh insisted that only he and Billy should go up to the apartment first, Jim and Tiger had become a little aggressive, demanding to accompany them.
"You'd only frighten her," Hugh said, and threatened to call it all off if Sludge-Pump didn't stay at the club for another hour. "In any case," he added, "you'd frighten hell out of Jenny, too, with that bloody great weapon splitting your jeans. We've gotta handle Jenny very carefully otherwise she might lock us all out." He knew that she found the hairy bull-necked life-saver repulsive.
Tiger and Billy had plans of their own for Jenny, and they had bought a couple of bottles of vodka to give to the girl they thought should be educated to prefer men to girls, at least to get some bisexual practice.
At the apartment Jenny and Linda were dancing naked together to music from a record player when Hugh opened the door and staggered in with Billy, both of them roaring with laughter and roaring drunk. Linda clung to Jenny, suddenly afraid, squeezing their breasts so close together Jenny gasped.
"Well, get a load of this, Billy," cried Hugh, his eyes popping. "Looks like ladies' night at the nudist colony. Didn't know you were a dyke, Jenny!" He patted her small tight buttocks and tried to ease his hand below the crevice but she flung his arm away. She was annoyed that he wasn't alone. Not that she didn't like Billy but she had been hoping that the evening would develop into a cozy little threesome.
"Lez be friends," slurred Billy, lurching forward only to be pushed forcefully back onto the couch by the two girls.
When Hugh returned from the kitchen he had already taken off his shirt and was in the process of dropping his shorts. The girls were first aware of his presence when they felt his stiff cock pushing between their close-together thighs, Jenny reacting by putting her hand down around his ass-cheeks and pulling him between them, meanwhile holding Linda's mouth against hers, their tongues meeting and sliding over one another. "Sit this one out, Billy," ordered Hugh. "You can have a tango later." They both laughed drunkenly and Billy flopped into a chair to watch, at the same time dropping his shorts to release his own erect member.
Linda was only half-conscious from the effect of the hashish which seemed to be entering her bloodstream more quickly now, and she felt herself lubricating juicily as Jenny kissed her passionately, and she rubbed her thigh between the older girl's legs. When Hugh pushed his cock between them she wanted to yell but couldn't, because she was again being excited by the tender and knowing way Jenny was kissing her. She didn't want the kissing to stop. Who would hear her if she yelled? Anyway she had completely lost control of herself in this new and wonderful experience of having Jenny's beautiful body swaying against hers. In a way she felt that it was as though she were making love to herself, or as if Jenny was somehow flattering her, adoring her, paying her a great compliment when she kissed her so excitingly and aroused such exquisite feelings in her cunt. She never wanted the moment to pass.
"Please, Jenny," she gasped, pushing hard to keep Hugh's intruding cock from coming between them. "Let's go to the bedroom…"
"OK by me," chortled Hugh, grabbing them both by the waist and slowly propelling them towards the bedroom. Jenny kicked the door shut.
"Hugh's in this one too, my pet," Jenny whispered in Linda's ear, sliding her tongue into her ear then down her neck and back around to her mouth. The combination of her hot breath and wet tongue in Linda's ear had an electric effect on the inexperienced young girl. Jenny couldn't believe this panting, hungering creature was the same one as the prim little Miss of a few hours before. She had never been so aroused by any girl, and this one responded to her more than any of the others had. She eased the tautness of her ass-cheek muscles as she felt Hugh's fingers searching behind her, letting him feel around and into her cunt. With his other hand Hugh was feeling below the soft, milky cheeks of Linda's buttocks and she too relaxed to let him explore lower, thinking it was Jenny's fingers. They stood like this for awhile, slightly swaying to the rhythm of the music and Hugh keeping time with his member rubbing between their thighs, pushing forward until the swollen head of his cock was crushed against the two pubic mounds. When he heard the door opening he told Billy to fuck-off and pour some beers and vodkas, to leave them alone for a few minutes.
Linda was ready to cum when suddenly Hugh separated the two girls, pushing Jenny down to the bed on her back. She looked at him with a quizzical expression as he forced Linda to kneel with her moist cunt placed over Jenny's upturned face.
"You lick her cunt while I fuck it from behind," he said, winking at her. "I'm sure you know where it is."
There was no reply from Jenny as she put her arms around Linda's waist and eagerly buried her face into the soft pink lips of her pussy with its small fringe of curly blonde cuntal hairs.
Half-realizing what was happening, Linda tried to lift herself up but Jenny's arms gripped her tightly around the waist and suddenly she felt Hugh's weight across her back, pinning her completely. As a renewed surge of sensuality spread through her, tightening her insides, she pressed her pelvis forward to receive Jenny's lascivious tongue-lapping at her clitoris.
"Ooooooooh," she moaned, momentarily forgetting that Hugh's fleshy rod was being readied behind her. And then she felt Jenny's arms move from around her waist and her hands pulling her ass-cheeks apart. She's helping Hugh! God, Linda suddenly thought in a panic, they've planned this between them. His own cousin had helped get her into this disgusting situation! She started to scream in protest, the shock of her realization partly clearing away the effects of the drugged cookies. Humiliated by her helplessness, she tried to struggle out of their grip but it was hopeless.
Hugh clamped a hand across her mouth. "Shut up you little lesbian bitch. Or would you like to see a photo of this position, too?" he growled at her, feeling with the head of his cock for the tight, warm opening of her cunt. "Give us a hand, Jenny," he said, "guide the monster into the little bitch."
"With pleasure, Hugh," Jenny laughed, holding his hot throbbing cock with one hand and guiding it to where she parted the slippery lips of Linda's vagina with her other hand.
"Start pushing," Jenny called, rubbing his probing rod with the juices exuding from Linda's moist cunt. As Hugh started to slide his cock into the opening she licked at its head, licking right along the slit and across Linda's hard little erect clitoris. Hugh took his hand away from Linda's mouth and caressed her breasts while his other hand pressed into the bed to ease some of his weight from her body. He didn't want to squash Jenny's head. What a fantastic licker you are, my cousin, he thought. You've tamed us both! For Linda's moaning had subsided, her face was buried into the pillow and she was already moving her buttocks back toward Hugh's entering cock without him having to pull her back. He was now partly in and could feel Jenny licking right along beneath his rod, sending quivers that he could feel spreading from his anus right through his body.
Linda's cunt was wet with want and Jenny's was puffed and streaming with a clitoral excitement that she attended to with her own fingers while at the same time she flicked away with her tongue at the long, slippery cock and the juicily soft cunt. Linda turned her head sideways on the pillow, closed her eyes and gave herself up to the complete pleasure of feeling Jenny's beautiful mouth and tongue working away at her while her vagina openly welcomed the intrusion being made from behind her.
It was too much for the inexperienced fifteen year old: Hugh was starting to slide right into her when she came, shuddering up to his cock and down to Jenny's tongue, afraid at the same time as she was cumming that she might hurt Jenny's wonderful mouth. Her eyes glazed with erotic pleasure, her body shook and she thought her cunt was afire. As the explosion within her body subsided she wanted more, more of that same feeling.
"Fuck me harder Hugh… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me," she begged.
"What about me, you selfish bastards?" said a voice from the doorway. Billy stood there, his eyes popping at the scene of debauched bodies, his large member in one hand, a can of beer in the other. Hugh was climbing further up the large double bed to squat with his cock against Linda's face. "Suck this," he said to Linda, grabbing two handfuls of her hair.
"Go on, give him a little suck," Jenny urged, at the same time reaching for Billy's pulsating rod, pulling him down to the bed. Aroused and unsatisfied, she saw that Hugh was about to neglect her while he forced his cock into Linda's mouth and she desperately needed something to satisfy the agony of want she felt raging between her thighs.
Linda felt Jenny's tongue go back into her cunt, that glorious tongue knowingly, tenderly licking again at her clitoris that now had an insatiable, pulsating itch. Into her befuddled brain came the memory of Tom shooting his sperm into her face, her mother swallowing as her father moaned in orgasm. She tried pitifully to turn her head away only to be pulled painfully back by the hair so that her lips were against the head of his cock she had wanted in her cunt.
Not my mouth, oh not my mouth, her sane mind rebelled and her stomach tightened as she tasted the dribbles of lubrication running from its head, and she thought he was cumming. She struggled again but Hugh pushed back her head and clamped his mouth on hers, parting her lips. She gave in to his kiss, opening her mouth, inspired by Jenny's tongue going up in sharp darts inside her vagina. Hugh felt Linda's mouth slacken, quickly lifted his face away from hers and pushed her open full lips down over the head of his cock, still wet from the juice of her cunt. She tried to break away again and was held as Hugh rammed his huge member so hard into her mouth that she thought she'd choke. She was being too firmly held now, Jenny's arms around her waist and Hugh's hands behind her head.
The older girl, lewdly excited by the struggling young blonde, gasped to Billy, "Quick shove your cock into my cunt. I want you to fuck me for all you're worth." Billy didn't need a second invitation and guiding his wildly jerking shaft into her lust-inflamed vaginal depths he thought: Christ I thought she was a lesbian but she really wants a man to fuck her… and fuck her I will.
Meanwhile Hugh was grinding his pelvis hard into Linda's face. "Suck you bitch or I'll jam it down your throat. Suck!" Linda wondered how Hugh could be so terrible to her. He knows doesn't he that this is a sexual act that gives me nightmares? It revolts me! Only whores do it. And he called me a lesbian! she dimly recalled, groaning to herself as hot flushes of shame colored her cheeks. She could hear the wet sucking sound as Billy fucked away at Jenny, the sound forming a rhythm with the licking of Jenny's tongue up the groove of her squelchily wet cunt. Her mouth began to work automatically at sucking Hugh's cock that curved almost too high into her mouth. She leaned forward so as to suck more comfortably, experimenting with it along one cheek and bringing her tongue into play.
"You're learning fast, baby. You're a natural," Hugh said, looking down at Billy fucking into his cousin's cunt like a madman and Jenny's breasts pressed down by the weight of Linda's bent thighs. "Suck harder, Yankee bitch, I want to feel you really sucking." Linda responded by placing an arm around Hugh's buttocks to control her rhythm and felt his lust-inflated balls slapping against her chin. She began to suck and tongue wildly at the rod filling her mouth now wet with a mixture of saliva and what she innocently imagined to be his cum. She vaguely thought of the Polaroid camera but gratefully remembered she'd left it behind. The thought that at least they couldn't increase their blackmail relaxed her further, and she grabbed at Hugh's back, digging her nails into his flesh as she pulled her face back sufficiently to expose his thickly engorged member and then greedily pulled it back into her mouth, abandoning herself to it, her tongue flickering with a life of its own, as she felt Jenny's marvelous action inside her vagina, while Billy increased the tempo of his strokes into the older girl's quivering cunt.
I'm going to explode! Linda thought as Jenny clamped her mouth against her clitoris and sucked her in a tempestuous cuntal kiss. Billy's jack-hammering rod was exciting Jenny more than she had ever thought possible. Linda could feel Hugh's blood-swollen member beginning to throb; she sucked harder at him, her mind blank except for her desperate attempt to imagine Jenny in that position, that sucking kiss against her clitoris: it was from there that the electric shudders emanated and spread throughout every fiber of her body. She wanted Jenny to poke deeper into her vagina – what she really wanted was a lovely big cock to fill her cunt, to satisfy that insatiable burning lust that was tormenting her.
But Hugh was ramming his swollen shaft down her throat: "Christ I'm cuummmming!" he groaned. Linda wanted to say it, too, to gasp out in the excruciating pleasure of her own orgasm as she felt his hot load of sperm jetting into her mouth. "Swallow it down," she dimly heard him say, and she swallowed and sucked for all she was worth until she felt his taut body slump. She could see Billy's face contort erotically as he came, too, convulsively pumping his sperm into Jenny's belly.
"Aaaaggghhhh, that's wonderful Billy, oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Jenny cried mindlessly between Linda's legs. Billy rolled off her and Hugh, his cock still rock-hard, pulled out of Linda's mouth and climbed on top of his cousin. They kissed frantically, with the taste of Linda's cuntal juice around Jenny's mouth, as Hugh easily slipped his hard cock into her. From the head of the bed Linda stared down with a twinge of jealousy, seeing Jenny throw her elegant long legs around Hugh, fucking back at him as he ground away deep inside her vaginal depths with a long pent-up desire. Jenny looked down along Hugh's body, watching his flexing buttocks rhythmically rising and falling like a piston. This was something she had often imagined herself doing – looking over his shoulders to watch the contraction and relaxation movements of his ass-cheeks. The very sight of his body fucking her aroused her to new heights.
"Aaaahhhhhh! That's it! That's wonderful, my darling Hugh," Jenny cried as she jerked herself up in a frenzy of orgasm, their sweating naked bodies held tightly together. Linda, curled up above their heads, felt down to her swollen pussy and looked at Jenny's as Hugh slowly withdrew from it with a lewd sucking sound. She wanted Hugh to fuck her too but her humiliation at his hands made her stubbornly silent. Regretfully, she heard the boys get up and go out to the kitchen for Cokes.
"Would you like an Aussie Coke?" Hugh asked snidely. Jenny replied for both of them that they would. Linda certainly felt thirsty from the musky taste of cum. One more Aussie Coke won't hurt, she thought carelessly.