Chapter 11

Cindy resisted the prying hands. “Don’t fight me,” Mandy said. “I promise I’ll take good care of you.”

She nodded, closed her eyes, and tipped her head back while Mandy pushed her knees apart. Her pussy would be pungent with sticky cream from her orgasm. “Oh, oh, oh, God.” Cindy’s eyes popped open, and her head snapped forward.

Mandy’s nails were skidding down the outside of her legs while the woman blew a gentle stream of air up Cindy’s inner thighs. The warm breath swirled around her wet lips like a breeze at the base of a campfire. “Ahhh, fuuuuck, oh fuck, I can’t believe what you’re doing to me.”

Mandy smirked. “Just wait.”

The gleam in those dark eyes foretold of the bliss Cindy could expect. She leaned back on her elbows. Mandy lifted her feet and placed her calves on her shoulders. The girl stared at the older woman’s crotch as if it presented a challenge that she looked forward to conquering. “Don’t hold anything back,” Mandy said. “I’m not going to.”

Candy thought she knew what to expect, but considering Dick was the only person who had ever gone down on her, and that was years ago, she was ill-prepared for what another woman could do.

Mandy’s cheek brushed her right calf, then the left. An electric current flowed up Cindy’s legs. Mandy used her teeth and grabbed a lump of flesh just above Cindy’s knee. The brief spark of pain caused a burst of warm fluid to flow down from deep inside Cindy’s pussy. “Harder, bite harder.”

Mandy opened her mouth further, sucked in more of Cindy’s inner thigh, and bit down until she felt Cindy’s tightening muscles try to reclaim the skin in her mouth. Then she sucked and licked, soothing the sting. The tension slackened, and Mandy tightened her jaw. “Ahhh, ah, yes, oh, yes.”

It should have hurt, but the pain signal passed through Cindy’s crotch on its way to her brain, so she experienced an incredible pleasure instead. Mandy hadn’t gotten to her pussy yet, and she was about to have an orgasm that would put the last one to shame. Cindy reached out, ready to ram a finger into her body, but Mandy’s hard glare said, don’t do it.

Cindy’s legs were forced higher by Mandy’s shoulders as she moved in toward Cindy’s crotch. It’s a sloppy mess, Cindy thought and flushed with embarrassment. Mandy pushed her legs open. Other than when she was in her gynecologist’s stirrups, Cindy couldn’t think of a time when her pussy had been more exposed or vulnerable.

Mandy’s mouth was two inches away from her inflamed labia. Honey overflowed and drooled down, coating her puckered brown bud.

Through pursed lips, Mandy blew on the glistening flesh. Tendons bulged, stretching from Cindy’s crotch to her inner thighs. She screeched. Mandy kissed at the nexus of leg and groin before pressing her nose into the thick bush of auburn hair. She inhaled deeply. “Mmm, it’s so sexy, and I bet it’s tasty, too.”

Tempted to grab the young woman’s hair and smash her face into the fire burning between her legs, Cindy begged, “Mmmmm, please, oh please do meeee, do me.”

“Ooh, you want me to kiss it like this?” Mandy firmly pressed her lips against Cindy’s pubic bone.

“Plesssase, ahhh.”

Mandy pressed her thumbs against Cindy’s lips and stroked upward, spreading Cindy’s thick folds. Air rushed across the inner pinkness all the way up to her pulsing clit. The position of Mandy’s mouth filled Cindy with anticipation. “Mmmmah.”

The pretty Latino woman dragged her tongue through the channel of smoldering flesh. Nothing to that point in Cindy’s life had prepared her for this. She bit her lower lip yet still moaned too loud. She bucked, ramming her cunt into Mandy’s tongue. “Ah, ah, ah, fuuuuck meee.”

Two fingers plunged into her pussy as Mandy slurped on her clit. She clawed the bedspread, balled up clumps in her fists, and yanked while sounds she wouldn’t be able to describe came out of her mouth. Faster and faster, the fingers sawed into her, searching for her G spot. At the same time, Mandy’s lips and tongue conspired to send Cindy into a convulsive orgasm.

Suddenly, Mandy stopped and stood up. Cindy didn’t know if she should scream or cry. “Get all the way on the bed,” Mandy ordered. “Up there with your head on the pillows. I want to do you right.”

“Aah, fuck, if you do me any more right, somebody will call the police to report a murder.”

“Put a pillow over your face if you have to because I want you to have the best orgasm of your life.”