Wanda

CHAPTER III

In the first passionate moments of what was to become a hot, turgid love affair with the stately dowager, Wanda became so sensually agitated and nervous that her cunt filled up with fluid. Her rounded breasts began to ache, seeming more swollen than ever.

Wanda's eyes traveled up and down Mrs. Long's nyloned legs, pausing at her white, naked thighs to linger on her vast triangular growth of dark pussy hair. Wanda could feel a hot seething in her cunt and could hear her heart pounding behind her exquisite breasts, still encased in her skimpy, flesh-colored brassiere.

There was an unfamiliar ringing in her ears and there were many strange tingling sensations that swept down her spine. They seemed to come to a halt in her asshole.

The fact that Wanda's anus suddenly began to itch worried her. She had never experienced this before, but it felt very good. She had sudden urges to scratch it to relieve the intense itching.

Wanda's eyes continued to run up and down Alice's body, from her fashionable high heels, up the nylon-sheathed legs, pausing at the stocking tops, then creeping again over the white, silky flesh of her thighs.

"You are so beautiful. Without your panties you are a dream,” Wanda said softly, sinking back on the bed, perspiration beginning to form under her arms.

"I'm glad you like my cunt,” said Mrs. Long, and Wanda nearly passed out at the feelings that were evoked in her. She shook her head. She finally found a little smile.

"Oh Wanda,” said Alice, “I do shock you, don't I?"

"A little,” Wanda admitted, shivering. Her eyes were now riveted on Alice's fingers as they opened her brassiere and took it off. Now, except for her spring hat with lace and her smart looking expensive four-inch high heels, Alice was totally naked. Such explicit nudity was quite wanton to Wanda, if not altogether obscene. It looked so incongruous and out of place in her room.

"You shouldn't be embarrassed, you know, Wanda,” said the woman kindly. “After all, we are both women together. Nothing should be shameful between us, dear."

With this, Alice returned to the bed. Her large breasts, which were capped with large, brown nipples, jiggled and swayed delightfully.

Wanda felt frightened at first. But when Alice kneeled down at the side of the bed and placed her elbows on it, looking up at her tenderly, she felt much safer. She stopped trembling and silently chided herself for having trembled in the first place.

"Wanda… Wanda, don't you want to take off your brassiere? I'll help you, dear."

Wanda hesitated. Again, she felt a swooning faintness enveloping her body. She tried to relax as one powerful emotion after another rushed through her heart. Her cunt began to throb and ache as did her breasts.

"I can do it,” she said. Her tone was more curt than she'd meant it to be. But, my God, she told herself, here this older woman was forcing her, yes, forcing her to do something she wasn't sure she wanted to do.

Yet, her hands seemed to be moving of their own accord. Wanda removed her brassiere. Mrs. Long's lips narrowed as she admired the girl. “Oh, how nice, how sweet. Your breasts are just darling, Wanda. Oh my, yes."

No one had ever told Wanda this.

"You really think they are?” she asked, making a little face. She cupped her delicious breasts with both hands and fondled them, caressing them lightly, then glanced down, feeling a blush come over her.

"Oh, I do,” said Alice as she bent her face forward and pressed her lips to the yielding flesh of Wanda's breasts. Her kisses were soft and moist and fell to the sides of Wanda's slim, white fingers, which still cupped her small breasts tentatively.

Alice nibbled and then bit gently on one nipple as she looked up into Wanda's soft misty eyes. Wanda didn't know what to do next. Her cunt was becoming increasingly wet and from between her legs came the faint, musky odor of her passion.

Alice kissed Wanda's other nipple. She took it sweetly between her lips, then her teeth, tugging on it playfully, grinning all the while. Then she closed her eyes. Wanda suddenly reached for Alice's head, holding it gently at first, and then more passionately, weaving her fingers into Alice's hair. Alice continued to kiss and nibble and wet her smooth ivory flesh with her tongue and lips.

"Does this feel good to you, Wanda?” she murmured.

Wanda wasn't sure what to say. “Yes."

"Oh now, little one, is that all, just a tiny yes?"

"Well, no, not exactly."

"Tell me, then, Wanda.” As Alice said this, she kneeled back and, placing her hands on Wanda's thighs, began to manipulate and squeeze the flesh, massaging them, her hands working higher and higher.

Automatically and involuntarily, Wanda's thighs parted. A smile lit up Alice's attractive features.

"Well, it feels good, but you see,” the girl said slowly, “this is all so new to me, Mrs… I mean, Alice."

"You mean to tell me, Wanda,” said Mrs. Long, “that no one has ever played with your lovely breasts? God, they're exquisite, darling."

"No one."

"That's hard to believe."

"Is it?"

"I just can't believe that, Wanda,” Mrs. Long repeated. “Is it really true?"

Wanda nodded her head. “I'm telling the truth, Alice."

"You're a virgin, then, I suppose,” she said, gently petting the moist surface of her panty crotch. It was warm. Wanda squirmed a bit when Alice didn't immediately remove her insinuating fingers.

"Yes.” Wanda blushed.

"My goodness, child,” said Alice, “you don't know what you're missing. Poor baby."

As she said this, Alice spread Wanda's thighs open wider. What a magnificent sight; the panty crotch hugged Wanda's pussy-mound so tightly that the crease between her cunt-lips vividly pronounced, and the swollen folds, which spread open to either side of her passage, could be easily discerned.

"It looks so nice and sweet,” moaned Alice, now leaning forward to once more brush her lips across Wanda's exquisite breasts. She ran her fingers along their outside curves and stuck out her tongue to lick around the nipples, coating them with her saliva. She opened her lips to take one little nipple between them. Suddenly she began a wild sucking motion that made Wanda's head spin. Alice's tongue flashed like stabbing fire all over the excited, hard nipple.

Alice's mouth moved wetly to the valley between Wanda's breasts, and across to either nipple. She chewed on each nipple playfully, then licked, making it stiffen, and then finally sucked with loud, liquid sounds that made Wanda giggle.

"Oh you do like it, don't you, Wanda?"

"Yes."

"Is that all you can answer, my darling?” asked Alice. She spread Wanda's thighs wider so she could inhale the delicious, musky aroma of her cunt, which floated upwards from the shadow of her thighs.

"Well, it feels good. Yes,” she said, “I do like it.” She paused. “But it just seems so strange, that's all. I mean,” she stumbled, “I mean, with both of us being women. It's not natural. You must know what I mean, Alice."

Alice Long sat back. This was going to be more difficult than she'd thought. When she'd first lined up little Wanda as one of her most special conquests, she had no idea the initial seduction would take so long or be so difficult. But she had to admit that she was enjoying herself enormously as she waited for Wanda to melt. She wanted to possess every lovely inch of her.

"There's much you must learn, my little darling,” Alice said. “Sit back more, just relax. Let me make you feel good, Wanda. Won't you let me?"

All Wanda could think of was the support money her sponsor had promised her.

"Okay,” came Wanda's response. As the young girl raised up to give some help, Alice gently pulled down her panties, exposing the most precious, pink cunt she'd ever seen. It made Alice dizzy to look at the lovely cunt-lips and, as she drew closer and took a deep breath, her nose almost touched Wanda's moist flesh. She felt Wanda's little fingers reaching for her head, touching her cheeks.

"Alice? If it'll make you happy sucking… kissing my… cunt… just go ahead,” Wanda said and threw her long, naked legs over Alice's bare shoulders.

Alice bent her head between Wanda's spread thighs. She pushed them apart further with her hands, so that the folds of Wanda's cunt spread open naturally. They were swollen and moist and Alice leaned down to kiss them.

She kissed them lightly, causing Wanda to shudder with the gentle pleasure of it. Alice's lips were full and soft and warm. The touch of them upon her cunt was unlike anything Wanda had ever imagined. Without thinking about it, she spread her legs wider still. Now she wanted Alice to lick her, to touch her cunt all over with her mouth and tongue.

Alice kissed her again, this time reaching her tongue between her lips to taste Wanda's wet flesh. Wanda moaned. Alice licked the outside folds of her cunt, where they spread away from her opening. She licked them from the bottom up, so that at the end of her tongue's short journey, her mouth came to rest on the apex of Wanda's sex; her clitoris. Gently, but firmly, Alice wrapped her lips around it and began to suck. Beneath her, Wanda squirmed with both pleasure and agony. Dozens of sensations rushed through her body; all pleasurable, deeply pleasurable, but all hauntingly painful as well. She felt as if her body would explode under the weight of them.

Alice kissed and licked Wanda's cunt expertly. She licked around the outside of it, kissing her inner thighs, and then moved to the center of it, thrusting her tongue into Wanda's wet passage. Wanda moaned when she did this, and put her hands to Alice's head as if to push her head inside her cunt. Alice gave a throaty laugh and began to lick the girl's cunt more rapidly and with a certain insistent pressure. Wanda felt a deluge of delight. As Alice's tongue writhed inside of Wanda's passage, her nose rubbed back and forth against Wanda's clitoris.

Soon Wanda felt her body surge with warmth and shudder uncontrollably. She began to thrust her hips upwards against Alice's wet face. Alice bore down with her tongue on Wanda's clitoris, licking around the edges of it and then flicking across it with just the tip of her tongue. Wanda squeezed her legs around Alice's head and, with a final thrust of her hips, she came. Her fluids flowed into Alice's mouth. Alice drank thirstily, lapping every last drop from Wanda's cunt.