Violet noticed Amy the moment she walked into the club. She knew of Amy, of course, even in a large city like Singapore many lesbians knew of each other. But she’d never seen her before. Looking her over as she chatted to her friends she could see that the reports she’d heard were correct. Amy was very attractive, dressed in a short skirt that showed off her nicely shaped legs, and wearing a tight top that did the same for her larger-than-average breasts. But the thing that Violet most noticed were her eyes. Asians often have narrow eyes, of course, but Amy had big round eyes that mesmerized her.

Violet had come to the club with a group of friends, after they had got bored at another club flirting with Filipina women who she knew would be only too happy to take her to bed if she paid them. But Violet didn’t like anything that easy. She was a hunter, not a farmer. The thrill of the chase, followed by the thrill of getting her prey, was what Violet relished. Amy would be tonight’s prey.

Violet stopped listening to her friends for a moment as she inspected Amy more closely. Her legs drew Violet’s eyes up from her knees, over her thighs, to the hem of her mini-skirt. Violet felt a twinge between her legs as she imagined her finger, not just her gaze, caressing Amy’s silky thighs up into the shadows underneath the skirt. Amy turned to face in their direction. Even at this distance Violet could see she wasn’t wearing a bra. The plain tank-top didn’t completely hide the dark circles of her areolas. Violet felt her mouth water at the thought of her tongue running over them.

Amy moved onto the dance floor with one of the friends with whom she had come.

Violet was suddenly aware that one of her friends was taking to her. “Shall we go and dance?” Perfect timing.

Violet moved onto the dance floor with her friend but she barely looked at her since she was already following Amy out of the corner of her eye, gradually working her way across the dance floor in that direction. Violet loved to dance and she could see that Amy was a good dancer too.

Eventually Violet arrived in front of Amy. She turned and started to dance, looking straight at Amy who turned her big eyes to look at her. As if by agreement, despite the fact that neither had said a word to each other, the two women started to dance together. Violet moved a little closer, pleased to notice that Amy didn’t back away. Violet reached out and put her hands on Amy’s hips as the two women continued to move in time to the loud music.

Amy turned her back to Violet. For a moment Violet thought she was being rejected but Amy backed against her. Violet held her hips as Amy ground her ass against Violet’s mound. Violet ran her fingers up and down the sides of Amy’s body. Gradually she moved her fingers forwards so that she was starting to touch the edge of Amy’s bra-less breasts. Amy made no effort to stop her as her fingers crept fully onto her breasts. In the crowded darkness of the dance-floor nobody could really see as Violet’s fingers finally found Amy’s nipples. Violet pushed her own breasts against Amy’s back as her fingertips caressed the tips of Amy’s already-hard nipples. Violet could hardly stand, she was so excited. She lowered her fingers from Amy’s breasts across her stomach to the front of her mini-skirt. Then she slid a little lower. Her fingers must have been just about where Amy’s pubic hair would begin. Amy rhythmically jerked her hips with the music, alternately pressing herself against Violet’s fingers and pushing her ass back against Violet.

Amy turned back to face Violet. She moved one of her legs between Violet’s, pressing her thigh against Violet’s pussy. Each little movement Amy made sent quivers of excitement through Violet’s body. She was worried she might come on the dance floor, or that the wetness from her pussy would show through her clothing. Violet’s hands ran down Amy’s back and caressed her ass. She was wearing a thong so there was just the thin material of her skirt between Violet’s fingers and the smooth skin of Amy’s cheeks. Violet pushed her own leg against Amy’s pussy and pulled Amy against her. She pushed back, gently fucking her leg in the anonymity of the throbbing dance-floor. Violet felt Amy’s hands on her side and then felt her thumbs pressing on her nipples, sensitive even through her bra. Violet was so aroused she was starting to feel weak, worried that she would lose control completely if she allowed herself to come.

The music was too loud to talk so Violet beckoned to Amy that the two of them should sit down. They walked over to a small sofa. Violet sat down and indicated that Amy should sit in her lap. Amy bent forward and put her mouth to Violet’s ear.

“But I’m wearing a mini-skirt.”

“That’s OK. If you face me nobody can see.”

Amy moved her feet apart and sat down on Violet’s knees, her legs spread to either side. She bent forward and gently kissed Violet, chastely so as not to draw a lot of attention. Meanwhile the fingers of one of Violet’s hands were circling on the smooth skin of Amy’s thighs, gradually working their way up under her skirt. Violet wondered how daring she should be. After all they were in public and the last thing she wanted to do was scare Amy off. Finally her fingers touched the hem of Amy’s thong. She made no attempt to move away, so Violet slid her fingers over slightly so that she was rubbing the outside of one of Amy’s lips. She crept further over. Amy’s thong was soaking with her arousal as Violet’s fingers moved until they could feel the outline of Amy’s pussy.

“You have very naughty fingers,” Amy said.

Violet looked around. Nobody seemed to be paying them any attention, the position of their bodies hiding what was happening from the rest of the room. Violet moved back to the edge of Amy’s thong, pushed her fingers underneath it and slid it to one side. Amy’s pussy was waxed smooth, the first time Violet had ever touched a bald pussy.

“Surprised?” Amy said in her ear.

“I like nice surprises,” Violet replied. For some reason she found the hairless pussy incredibly exciting. Her fingers were now between Amy’s inner lips, rubbing her juices back and forth in her slit, rubbing a slick fingertip over her clit. Amy was moving her hips, as if trying to get Violet’s finger inside her pussy. Amy whimpered with pleasure.

Amy bent forward to Violet’s ear again. “Do you want to spend the night at my place?”

“Let’s go now. I can’t wait.”

The two women stood up. Violet found it hard to walk. In the car they finally introduced themselves and made small talk about their lives, neither daring to discuss what they both knew they would soon be doing to each other. Eventually the car pulled into the parking area at Amy’s family’s apartment.

“Does your family know you like girls?” Violet asked.

“No,” Amy replied, “they’d be horrified if they found out. We’ll have to be quiet and smuggle you into my room without any of them noticing. But I think everyone will already be in bed asleep.”

Amy quietly unlocked the front door and the two women entered the apartment. Amy took Violet’s hand and raised a finger to her lips to indicate she should say nothing. They noiselessly slipped along the hallway. There was light coming under one door. Amy turned to Violet and whispered in her ear, “My younger sister’s room.”

Then she pulled Violet through the next door and pushed it closed. However, in her worry about making a noise the door did not close completely. Violet was about to shut it but then she realized that the thought that they might get caught was just an extra thrill.

Amy turned to face Violet. They kissed, their tongues finding each other for the first time. Violet grabbed the bottom of Amy’s tank-top and pulled it over her head, getting her first sight of Amy’s breasts and her dark brown nipples. She bent down and closed her mouth over a nipple, caressing it with her tongue.

Violet reached behind and undid the small zip of Amy’s skirt. As she continued to nibble on Amy’s nipple she pushed the skirt and thong down over her hips. Amy kicked them away and stood there completely naked. Violet looked down at her bald pussy, the absence of hair meaning that the brown tongue of Amy’s inner lips was clearly visible where it nestled in the furrow of her sex. Violet pushed Amy back against the wall. Amy moved her legs apart as Violet moved toward her. Violet put one of her fingers at her crotch like a small cock and positioned it in Amy’s opening. Then pushing her own body against her hand she forced her finger into Amy. Her pussy was incredibly tight which somehow turned Violet on even more. She started to fuck Amy, using her finger as a cock, thrusting her still-clothed hips between the naked girls outspread thighs. Violet moved her thumb so that it rubbed Amy’s clit as she fucked her. It only took a few more thrusts before Amy came, biting her tongue to avoid making the noise that might get them discovered.

Violet pulled out of Amy. She undressed herself as Amy moved onto the bed, lay back and spread her legs wide, offering the gift of her smooth pussy. Violet moved between her legs. Finally she got a close look at Amy’s pussy. She had large brown inner lips. Violet opened up her pussy and exposed the pinkness within, the soft entrance where her finger had roughly entered moments before. She ran her tongue over Amy’s lips before pushing into her, tasting the sweetness of her earlier orgasm. Amy moaned and whimpered as Violet moved her tongue onto her clit.

Violet moved up the bed, knelt over Amy’s face and lowered her body so that her own pussy descended onto Amy’s mouth and then bent forward until her own mouth arrived back at Amy’s pussy. Using her fingers she gently spread Amy’s outer lips again, opening her sex even wider.

She was about to push her tongue deep into Amy’s pink center when she happened to look up. She could see someone watching them where the door was left slightly ajar. She looked like she was still a teenager, presumably Amy’s younger sister. She was wearing a long T-shirt as she watched them. Violet pretended that she hadn’t noticed as she lowered her head and her tongue entered Amy. Of course Amy wouldn’t be able to see anything, since her view was obscured by Violet’s body where it pressed onto her face, her tongue busy on Violet’s hard clit.

Next time Violet glanced up she could see that the sister had a hand underneath the hem of the long T-shirt pushed down her panties, slowly caressing herself as she watched the exhibition that Violet and her own sister were putting on.

Amy reached out and opened a drawer beside the bed without even removing her tongue from Violet’s pussy. Violet looked up to see what she was doing. She got out a toy, a glass dildo, shaped like an L, of a type Violet had never seen before. It had one long arm like a large cock and a smaller arm more like a handle. Violet stopped licking Amy for a moment to anticipate the pleasure of penetration. She felt the glass cock in her opening. Amy worked the cock into her and started to fuck her with it. Meanwhile, Violet could see out of the corner of her eye that the sister was masturbating harder now, completely unaware that she had been spotted.

Violet could feel her orgasm building up inside under the combined attention of Amy’s tongue on her clit and the glass cock sliding in and out of her pussy. As she came she moaned, putting on a show for her audience as she felt her pussy contracting around the hard glass rod, watching the sister through her half-closed eyes as she stroked herself furiously.

Violet moved off Amy and rolled her over onto her front. Amy brought her knees up underneath her and ended up with her head down on the bed and her ass towards the partially open door. She moved her knees apart. Violet moved to one side for a moment, letting the younger sister have an unobstructed view of her sister submissively offering herself to Violet. Violet took the dildo and inserted the short handle end into her own pussy. The fat cock stuck out in front of her as if she were a man. Then she moved the head of the cock to the center of Amy’s pussy and slowly pushed it in, watching as Amy’s thick inner lips distended around the toy cock. She was too tight for the cock to enter easily. Violet started to fuck her, using the strength of her hips to drive the cock deeper into Amy, who pressed her face into the mattress so that her animal grunts were muffled. Finally Violet’s belly was pushed against Amy’s ass, the cock fully buried in her.

Violet was facing away from the door now but knew it would look good from the doorway. Violet fucking her prostrate sister, her ass moving back and forth with an occasional glimpse of the glass cock nestling between her legs. Amy was thrusting her own body back and forth now, pushing her ass back against Violet, lost in the excitement of her arousal, close to coming again. Violet reached around under Amy’s body and slipped a finger onto her clit. It was more than Amy could take and a massive orgasm hit her. She moaned loudly into the mattress as the fireworks exploded through her body. Then she collapsed onto her front.

Violet pulled the glass cock out of Amy and lay down alongside her. She put an arm over Amy until she was asleep. But Violet was still awake, still on the hunt.

Chapter 2: Amy’s Sister’s Room

Violet quietly got up, picked up a bathrobe off the floor and put it on. She slipped the glass dildo into the bathrobe pocket and quietly left the room.

She opened the door to the younger sister’s room and turned on the light. The sister was lying naked on her bed, the oversized T-shirt bunched up above her small breasts, the panties nowhere to be seen. Her hands flew to her crotch and her breasts in the classic way. But in fact her hands had not had far to go since one hand had been stroking her nipples and a finger on the other had been circling on her clit. Before she could move, Violet flung her body on top of the sister and pinned her to the bed. Their faces were inches apart.

“You’ve been a bad girl, haven’t you,” Violet said quietly.

The sister looked away guiltily but said nothing.

“Bad girls have to be punished.”

Violet held the sister’s head between her hands, bent forward and kissed her hard, driving her tongue into the younger girl’s mouth. At first the sister barely reacted but gradually her tongue too came to life and started to joust with Violet’s.

“Have you ever been kissed by a girl before?” Violet whispered.

“Never.”

“What about a boy?”

“A couple of times.”

“And how far did you go with that boy?”

“I let him touch my breasts.”

Violet moved one hand and lightly stroked the sister’s small breast, gently pinching the pencil-eraser nipple and feeling it harden from the attention.

“Like this?” Violet asked.

“He wasn’t so gentle.”

“And did you let him between your legs?”

“Just his hand.”

“And did he make you come?”

The sister laughed. “No. He didn’t really know where anything was.”

“Girls don’t have that problem,” Violet said. She moved her hand slowly down across the sister’s stomach, through her silky pubic hair until a finger found the start of the furrow between her fleshy lips.

“Open your legs,” Violet said. It didn’t sound like a request, more of an order.

The sister opened her legs a little and Violet pushed her finger further into the teenager’s slit. She ran her fingers up and down her inner lips, much smaller than those of her elder sister. She could feel the sister’s clit, hard with anticipation of excitement to come. She gently stroked it, driving the arousal of the younger girl higher. Then she moved her finger lower and pushed a fingertip into her, producing a gasp of pleasure and surprise.

“And did he stick his finger into you?” Violet slowly pushed her finger in a little deeper.

“No, you are the first.”

Violet could feel her finger against the sister’s maidenhead. She kissed the sister hard again, and in the midst of the passionate kiss she thrust her finger into the virgin’s pussy. She felt the girl wince but a moment later their tongues were back playing with each other. Violet started to fuck the girl’s pussy with her finger and fuck her mouth with her tongue. The sister spread her legs wide so that Violet’s finger could go deeper.

Violet sat up and slipped off the bathrobe. Then she leant forward and lowered her breast into the sister’s mouth. All the time she continued to slowly fuck her with a finger, feeling her rocking her hips against Violet’s hand. Violet savored the pleasure as the sister’s tongue amateurishly licked her nipple. The sister was getting close to coming so Violet pulled her finger from inside her pussy and transferred her attentions to her clit. She stroked it, alternating between slow soft strokes and faster harder ones, feeling the girl’s arousal building by the way that she kept forgetting to keep licking her breast.

She moved off the girl and bent down as if to kiss her again.

“Do you want to come?” she asked quietly.

“Oh yes,” the sister moaned.

Violet bent forward and kissed her hard again, at the same time she strummed her finger on her clit and took her over the top. She gently continued to stroke her clit as she coaxed wave after wave of pleasure out of the sister’s body, their mouths locked and their tongues fighting together.

“My turn now,” said Violet. She stood up, moved up the bed, put a foot on either side of the sister’s head and squatted down until her pussy was inches above the sister’s face.

“I’m not sure what to do,” the sister said.

“You’ll be fine.” Violet lowered herself the last few inches until her pussy lips were against the sister’s mouth. She felt the tongue probe out experimentally, tasting her like a lizard, pushing slightly in between her lips. She moved her hips back slightly so that the tongue was now against her clit. Each movement of the sister’s tongue sent flashes of pleasure through Violet’s body. She started to rock her hips, sliding the tongue up and down the length of her sex, up and over her clit. The tongue moved more confidently now.

“That’s so good,” Violet said encouragingly. “I’m nearly coming.”

And she was. Her orgasm tightened inside her like a balloon inflating and then suddenly it burst, spasms of pleasure exploding through her body, spiraling away from the tongue on her clit.

“Don’t stop,” she moaned as her orgasm went on and on.

Violet moved down the bed and between the sister’s outspread thighs. Her pussy was very different from her elder sister’s, small delicate pussy lips and sparse pubic hair whereas her elder sister had meaty lips and was bare. She grabbed the glass dildo from the pocket of the bathrobe. She positioned it nestling between the sister’s pussy lips.

“Do you want it?” she asked, moving the dildo teasingly up and down, hovering in the sister’s entrance.

“Yes.”

“Ask for it then.”

“Please.”

“Please what.”

“Please fuck me. I want you to fuck my cunt.”

Violet moved and inserted her end of the dildo into herself so that once again she had a glass cock. She positioned it back at the sister’s pussy entrance. She thrust her hips forward hard, pulled back, and thrust again. The sister grunted at the intensity of her pussy being penetrated by something so large for the first time. Violet worked the dildo roughly back and forth, gradually getting deeper and deeper, enjoying the feel of it moving within her own pussy as well as the sight of it gradually disappearing into the sister’s pussy.

Violet grabbed the sister’s knees and pushed them up and out, opening her body so that the cock could go still deeper. The cock was completely buried in the sister now, each thrust ended with their clits pressed against each other, sending sparks of ecstasy through her groin. Violet ground her hips against the sister, rubbing their clits hard together and also moving the glass dildo alluring in her pussy. Violet leant forward and kissed the sister, pressing their breasts together, her hips continuing to thrust the cock in and out.

“Fuck me from behind like you fucked my sister.”

Violet pulled the glass cock out. “OK, bend over the end of the bed.”

The sister got off the bed, moved to the end of the bed, spread her legs so that her hips rested against the edge of the high bed and bent forward, pushing her breasts onto the bed. Her pretty pussy was framed between her thighs. Violet re-positioned the glass cock and entered her in a single long hard thrust. The sister yelped in surprise before she remembered to keep quiet. Violet grabbed her hips and started to fuck her vigorously. She was getting very aroused.

As the sister got close to coming, Violet started to softly touch her asshole with a fingertip. Finally she took her over the edge by thrusting a finger into the tight hole, surprising her with new feelings from an unexpected direction. Violet could feel her orgasm by the way her ass milked her finger.

Violet leant over the sister’s back so that her mouth was near her ear.

“I’d better not catch you watching again. Otherwise I will have to punish you a second time.”

She pulled out, took the cock from her own pussy, slipped the bathrobe back on and left the room. When she arrived back in Amy’s room she shut the door and got into bed. Amy half woke up and turned over.

“What are you doing?”

“I just shut the door. It had come open and I didn’t want your sister to see us.”

“Hell no. She’s completely straight. She thinks lesbians are gross and would be stunned to know what we had just been doing.”

Violet smiled to herself as she kissed Amy. She’d better remember to leave the door half open next time, if there was a next time.

Chapter 3: Coffee Shop

Violet lay in bed running over the events of the previous weekend in her mind. Her cell-phone lay silent on the table beside her bed. Frustrating her because Violet never got Amy’s phone number before she left. Of course she left a note with her own number but Amy had never called. She was unable to hunt if the she couldn’t find her prey. The best sex of her life and no way to get a second helping.

Violet caressed her breasts lightly as she remembered the details of that evening, seducing Amy on the dance-floor and within fifteen minutes being in the car on the way to Amy’s house. Violet touched her nipple, feeling it stir as she recalled how, even before they had left the club, her mischievous roaming fingers had already discovered the pleasant surprise that Amy was shaved, a delicacy that she had never experienced before. Of course it had been no surprise to discover that Amy was also very wet, her slippery lips an open door that Violet knew she would later pass through. Violet’s nipple was hard now and she gently stroked it with the tip of her finger and her memory moved on to how she had forced Amy against her bedroom wall and worked a finger into Amy’s tight wet cunt.

Violet’s other hand strayed across her stomach. Her fingertips played in her silky pubic hair. She held off going lower, letting the excitement build up before she touched her most sensitive places, letting her middle finger just teasingly waiting at the entrance to her valley while her evening with Amy continued to play in her mind like a movie. Amy had let Violet take the lead, let Violet do whatever she wanted with her inexperienced body. And, of course, Violet had wanted to do a lot especially once she discovered that Amy’s bedside table contained some interesting toys.

Violet finally let her finger start to descend, start to enter her slit, start to touch the delicate folds that nestled within. She remembered how she gradually had realized that Amy’s younger sister was watching them through the slightly ajar door. Violet had never before noticed she had an exhibitionist streak but she fully embraced her new role of not just fucking Amy but doing it in a way that put on the best show for her voyeuristic sister.

Violet wasn’t quite touching her clit, teasing herself with anticipation. Anticipation not just of her finger finally crossing that final millimeter but also of her daydream finally entering the sister’s bedroom. She relived the moment when she burst into the teenager’s bedroom, catching her flagrantly masturbating and too startled to move before Violet pinned her naked body underneath herself. Violet shivered with arousal as her finger finally touched her clit while she remembered bending the younger girl over the end of her bed to take her virginity with the glass dildo. Violet was moaning to herself now. With nobody around she didn’t need to take care to be quiet. Her finger tip circled on her hard clit, working her body up towards its impending climax as she recalled squatting over the sister’s mouth with her inexperienced tongue tasting a woman for the first time.

Violet let her finger caress her labia in longer strokes, letting her fingertip slip inside her wet entrance as a surrogate for the remembered tongue of Amy’s sister, before sliding back the length of her slit and making a circuit of her clit. Violet’s body was taut now, not far from release. As her orgasm built up while she lay on her bed, her mind blended reality and her dream. Her finger in her own cunt was the sister’s tongue, the feeling in her clit came not from her own touch but from the young girl’s lick. As her orgasm erupted, it blended the real waves of pleasure that radiated from her clit with the remembered explosion induced by the sister’s inexpert tongue. Violet arched her body off the bed and cried out as the powerful contractions took over her body, her hips rocking back and forth under her hand melded with the memory of her hips thrusting onto the teenager’s mouth, coating her face with her juices.

Violet lay there, breathing hard, as the dying ripples of her orgasm faded while her finger gently coaxed the final flutters of pleasure from her body. She didn’t even know the sister’s name, she realized. But she would hunt her down again anyway. A pupil like that needed an expert teacher.

After a shower Violet went out to go shopping. But her mind didn’t want to think about shopping, even after the earlier session of masturbation it could only think about how to stalk Amy and her sister, how to lay them bare and how to pleasure their bodies, how to spread them out and how to make them delight her. She decided to go and sit down and have a coffee while her over-active mind settled down. Violet suddenly realized that she could send Amy a letter since she knew where she lived. A letter. She’d not sent anyone a letter in years, in these days of text messages, and instant messages and email.

No sooner had she formed this plan than she discovered that she wouldn’t need to execute it. Walking down the street were Amy and her younger sister. They hadn’t seen her where she sat at the table in the café. She got up and waved to them. They came over and pulled up a couple of chairs. Amy introduced Violet to her sister, not knowing that Violet had already met her, already fucked her, already made her give her pleasure.

But she hadn’t known she was called May.

Violet mentally undressed May as they were introduced, feeling her labia flutter like a butterfly’s wings at the memory of May’s tight young pussy.

Violet wanted to talk to Amy about their night together, but with May there, it was impossible. May wasn’t meant to know that Amy liked girls, let alone that Violet had been her lover. Moreover, Violet couldn’t talk to May without letting Amy discover the secret that Violet had fucked her that night too. Finally May went to the bathroom.

“That was the best sex of my life the other night,” Violet gushed, the words falling over themselves.

“For me too,” said Amy. “But you know how you go to a restaurant sometimes and the meal is just perfect?”

“Yes,” Violet replied. “I can’t wait to go back and eat there again.”

“Well, I’m not like that. If the meal is so perfect then I don’t want to go back again. I want to keep that unblemished memory. That’s why I haven’t called you.”

“You mean…”

“I mean it was so perfect the other night I don’t want to spoil that memory by…playing with you again. At least not for now, not until the memory has started to fade.”

Violet was so surprised and disappointed that she didn’t know how to react. “Can we still be friends?” she asked without really thinking.

“Of course, here’s my number.” Amy slowly reeled off the digits of her phone number as Violet entered them into her own phone. At least she had a way of contacting Amy now.

“Don’t forget I work in that café. Don’t hesitate to drop in if you find yourself in the area.”

Violet would love Amy to come to the café, to wait on her and give her a bit to eat or just a pot of tea. Anything to see Amy again since it was clear there wasn’t going to be any immediate invitation back into the pleasure-house of her bedroom. Sharing a brief snack in the café would be a very inadequate substitute.

Before either of them could say anything more, May returned from the bathroom.

“I need to go too, before we leave,” said Amy and she got up and left Violet alone with May.

“Give me your phone number before your sister gets back.” Violet handed over her phone and May typed it in.

“Did Amy find out?” Violet continued.

“No. Nobody noticed anything unusual. Will you…” May broke off, apparently not quite sure how to phrase a question.

Violet leant forward so that he mouth was by May’s ear. “You’d like me to fuck you again wouldn’t you?”

May sighed as if she was giving in to a moral weakness. “Yes.”

“You’d like to feel my tongue again, wouldn’t you? Exploring your private places.”

“Yes.” May squirmed in her seat, clearly getting aroused from Violet’s quiet suggestions.

“Will you be a willing student?”

She paused. “I’ll do whatever you ask. But…”

“Yes?” said Violet.

“You can’t come to my place again. It’s too dangerous. I can’t afford anyone in my family finding out.”

“We’ll just have to be inventive then,” Violet replied. “When you leave I’m going to stay sitting here in the café. Come back as soon as you can. Alone.”

“OK,” May whispered. Violet pulled away from her and they were sitting innocently finishing their coffees and making small talk when Amy returned.

Amy and May left to go to the department store that had been their original destination before they saw Amy in the café. Violet ordered another coffee and sipped it as she wondered how long she would have to wait.

After about ten minutes, May returned, almost running and slightly out of breath. “I told Amy I thought I’d left my keys here but I can’t be too long.”

Violet stood up. “Follow me,” she ordered. She went to the back of the café and into the bathroom. When May entered behind her she grabbed her wrist and pulled her into one of the stalls and shut the door behind them both. Violet pushed May so that her back was against the door. She kissed May aggressively, like she had done the previous week, forcing her tongue into the teenager’s mouth. But this time there was no delay before May responded; there was a sense of urgency rather than a sense of caution. They both knew they only had a short time.

Violet struggled with May’s belt as she continued to kiss the young girl. Once she got it undone she unbuttoned May’s jeans. Violet squatted and pulled May’s jeans and panties down to her ankles. Without being asked, May bent her knees and spread her legs a little, exposing her almost untouched sex like a gift, a gift that had only ever even been seen by Violet. Violet gazed once again at May’s sex, just a few wisps of black pubic hair crowning fleshy outer lips with its inviting furrow curving into the shadows underneath her body. Violet could smell May’s arousal as her fingers gently touched the soft outer lips.

Violet wanted to dive in immediately but instead she waited, prolonging May’s anticipation of the first touch. Violet’s fingers slowly spread May’s outer lips as if she was opening some exotic shellfish. Slowly the inner lips, the flesh secreted within, came into view. Violet could see May’s clit, already interested enough to peek out. She pulled May’s sex a little wider, moving the hood off her clit completely, exposing it like a tiny pink pearl nestling in its light brown colored oyster. May looked down watching as Violet’s tongue slowly, agonizingly slowly, disappeared just out of sight underneath the swell of her lower body. May tensed, awaiting the first touch of Violet’s tongue on her expectant sex.

May shuddered with release as Violet’s tongue finally touched her clit. Violet’s fingers spread May’s sex wider, opening the inner lips too. She pushed her tongue further back, probing between them into her pussy, tasting the nectar of her excitement. May spread her legs wider, as if trying to get Violet’s tongue still deeper inside. Violet reached up and slowly pushed a finger into May’s nearly virgin cunt. She was wet but very tight. Tighter even than her elder sister. May pushed her body down against Violet’s rising finger, forcing it deep into her vagina.

Someone else came into the bathroom. May tensed up, expecting Violet to stop immediately. Violet sensed May tense, sensed her vagina tighten on her finger. But she didn’t care. If anything the idea of a stranger in the stall next to them excited her more.

Violet desperately wanted to be naked, to feel May’s fingers and tongue on her body, among her folds, in her cunt. But that would have to wait for another time. Today Violet would get her pleasure by giving pleasure, have her orgasm by proxy. Violet ignored the stranger peeing in the next stall as she started to slide her finger back and forth inside May’s body, slowly fucking her. Automatically May’s hips started to make small thrusts in time, fucking Violet’s finger as it moved like a small cock inside her.

May pulled her T-shirt up over her breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breasts were too small and firm to require one. Violet looked up from underneath at how May’s breast jutted out, conical rather than round, crowned with dark brown areolas and hazelnut nipples. May started to caress one of her own breasts, circling the nipple. Her other hand she placed on Violet’s head, as if to push Violet’s tongue harder into her cleft.

Violet could tell May was already close to orgasm. Her body was taut as a bow. Her breasts were flush with color. But Violet didn’t trust her to come quietly enough with someone else still in the bathroom. So Violet kept her on the brink, walking along the mountain ridge rather than crossing over and coasting down the other side, waiting for the stranger to finish and go. Not that the stranger could fail to notice what was going on, as May’s small hip thrusts rattled the door of the stall, and a glance under the partition would make it clear that one woman was squatting between another woman’s legs. Finally the stranger left the stall, washed her hands and left.

Violet gently took May’s clit between her teeth. May cried out, the feeling too intense to bear, the excitement overwhelming. She pinched her own nipple hard. Violet fucked her harder, forcing a second finger into the younger girl tight cunt. May thrust her hips hard, out of control as her orgasm took over her body like some sort of fit. Violet pushed May’s clit harder against her teeth with her tongue. May screamed out in ecstasy as an explosive orgasm spread pleasure throughout her body.

Violet continued to lick and fuck May, more gently now, letting her down as the dying embers of her fiery orgasm finally cooled. Violet didn’t need to ask, she just knew that that must have been the most intense orgasm of the young woman’s life. As May relaxed Violet moved to gently kissing her pubic mound through the thin shadow of silky hairs. She pulled her finger out of May and gently stroked the smooth skin of her inner thighs. She inhaled the sexual aroma, the sweet perfume of May’s fading arousal.

Violet stood up, holding May’s panties and jeans. She pulled her panties up, noticing how they cut in on either side of her sex showing off the alluring cloth-covered bulge between. She pulled up May’s jeans. They were tight and she struggled to do them up. She noticed how the seam cut into May’s sex. She lightly ran her fingers over the denim feeling the swell of May’s lips underneath. She kissed May again before leaning forward and whispering in her ear. “I can’t wait for next time.” And she couldn’t. She knew her unsatisfied cunt was dripping, her clit was begging for attention, her unreleased climax coiled inside her like an overwound spring. But she also knew that masturbation would not be enough, that she needed the liberation that only came as another woman’s gift. She knew she would be edgy for days, anticipating that moment when she finally managed to get May between her outspread thighs and started to teach her the most intimate ways of her body. And then, of course, teaching May things she didn’t know about her own body as she took the teenage girl to places that she’d never before been.

“You leave first,” Violet said to May as she opened the stall door.

“Call me,” May said, clearly worried that Violet might lose interest, might find her inexperience and submissiveness unsatisfying rather than an additional dimension of thrill. May glanced around guiltily, checking that the bathroom was deserted, before slipping out of the door as innocently as she could manage for someone who’d just had a volcanic climax in a public bathroom.

Violet lowered her jeans and sat down to pee. She was surprised that she wasn’t tempted to touch herself, that instead she wanted to relish the feeling of desire, cherish the taste of May on her face, nourish her yearning for more. And then there was Amy. Reluctant Amy who didn’t want a second taste of the wonderful pleasure that Violet could provide. She would have to start over again to get her, choose the right bait and reel her in slowly. One taste of Amy’s pussy was not enough. Violet felt her mouth watering at the thought of her tongue running again over those soft hairless lips.

Violet left, all thoughts of shopping now driven from her mind by more interesting thoughts.

Chapter 4: Department Store

At work at the café the following week she kept hoping that Amy would drop by. Whenever the door opened, she looked up in anticipation, her heart leaping in the expectation that it might be her, only to be disappointed when it was just an ordinary customer, someone she’d never seen before or perhaps one of their regulars.

It was Friday when the door to the café opened and, as usual, Violet looked up hoping it would be Amy. She’d do anything to go to bed with Amy again. At the same moment her cell-phone beeped with an incoming text message. It was from May. “Will you come clothes shopping this evening?” They arranged where they would meet. Violet felt a shiver of anticipation. Clothes shopping meant fitting rooms, and fitting rooms meant privacy, and privacy meant undressing, and undressing meant opportunity. Opportunity to play with May’s body again, opportunity to make May fulfill her carnal desires. She felt that familiar ripple of excitement in her groin as her body started to respond already to the fruits she expected to savor later.

She couldn’t wait for the café to close so that she could make her way across the city to the department store that May had suggested. The two women went up a floor and started to pick out some clothes. May carefully chose some clothes that she was serious about trying on. Violet grabbed a couple of pairs of designer jeans that she had no intention of buying and followed May to the back of the floor. When they got to the fitting rooms Violet didn’t wait to see if May intended to invite her into the same fitting room. She pushed her way in behind May and closed the door. It was very convenient for lesbians, she realized, that many department stores provided private rooms for sex. Straight people didn’t have that luxury.

The moment the door was closed behind her, Violet reached out, cupped May’s breasts and pulled her back against her. She bent forward so her mouth was right by May’s ear. “Strip completely,” she ordered quietly. Violet was pleased that May didn’t hesitate. In a moment stood there totally naked, her clothes thrown into a messy heap on one of the chairs in the fitting room. Violet inspected May’s naked not-quite-mature body, the now-familiar small conical breasts, the fuzzy moustache of thin black hair that did little to hide the slit of her sex.

“Turn round,” Violet ordered May quietly but firmly. “Put your hands on the wall.”

May turned to face the wall, reaching up and grabbing a conveniently positioned hook with each hand. She didn’t wait to be told to spread her legs, she moved her feet apart giving Violet free access to her body as she stood spread out, her breasts pressed against the wall.

Violet reached into her bag and pulled out a cock-shaped vibrator that she had put in there earlier before coming to the store. May watched over her shoulder as Violet dribbled lubricant on the pink dildo and then coated it fully by stroking it as if she was masturbating a man. She ran the slick head of the cock back and forth along the length of May’s slit, lightly nuzzling her hairless outer lips. She moved the cockhead back and nestled it in the entrance to May’s pussy. The younger girl tensed, awaiting the penetration of the unyielding artificial cock, something she’d only experienced that once when Violet had fucked her in her bedroom.

“Do you want it?” Violet whispered.

“Oh yes,” May replied, pushing her ass back in confirmation.

Violet pushed. The teenage girl’s body resisted, fighting such a large intrusion. Violet put the base of the cock against her own crotch, and thrust her hips forward, burying the head of the cock inside May’s cunt. May yelped, maybe in pain, maybe in surprise, maybe with pleasure. Violet pushed herself against the cock again. She could feel the unyielding plastic against her own lips through her jeans. Slowly she pushed the cock deep into May’s tight cunt.

With one hand Violet started to slowly move the cock in and out of the younger girl’s sex. She started slowly and gently, letting May’s body become accustomed to the invasion. Once the cock moved more easily she sped up, thrusting faster and more vigorously. Her other hand explored May’s body, stroking her back, caressing the cheeks of her ass, reaching around her to play with her breasts with their pointy rock-hard nipples.

Violet continued to fuck May with the dildo as she squatted down behind the young girl. She pushed her tongue between May’s checks. May’s body froze as Violet’s tongue found her asshole. She’d been touched there before, but only by Violet, and never by the soft, sinuous tip of a tongue. Violet licked May’s asshole as the cock slid deep inside her cunt. Violet reached around May’s body and pulled it against her, pushing her tongue deep into May’s ass and at the same time sliding a finger into the furrow of her sex, seeking out her clit.

Violet could feel May’s body tight with excitement, with one finger stroking her clit, a dildo sliding back and forth in her cunt and a tongue in her asshole. Violet kept up her rhythm, gently fucking May three different ways, feeling the changes as May’s orgasm approached. May was thrusting her hips now, driving the cock deeper each time it penetrated, and pushing Violet’s tongue into her ass. Then she went rigid as her orgasm hit, letting Violet do all the work now, the finger on her clit creating waves of pleasure as her asshole spasmed against Violet’s tongue and her pussy clamped regularly on the plastic cock.

Violet slowed down as May’s orgasm died away, first removing the dildo, then taking her finger from May’s clit and just coaxing the last tremors out of May’s body with her tongue licking her asshole.

Violet stood up. She unbuttoned her jeans, and slipped them off along with her panties and kicked them into the corner of the dressing room. May turned around and watched. Violet handed her the plastic cock.

“Now fuck me,” she said. She sat down on the chair and pulled her knees up against her chest so that her sex was spread wide for the younger girl. May kneeled down and bent forward, gently touching Violet’s inner lips with her tongue. Violet felt a rush of excitement as May’s tongue stimulated her lips, then parted them, then finally pushed into her hole.

Violet looked down at the head of the young girl between her thighs. It was especially exciting to be licked by such an inexperienced girl, still almost a virgin. What she lacked in technique was compensated by the thrill of seduction. Violet reached down and caressed the back of May’s head in encouragement, pushing her sex against her mouth, loving every moment as her tongue squirmed among the folds of her sex.

Once Violet was suitably wet, May sat up, took the plastic cock and positioned it in the opening to Violet’s cunt. Violet watched the cock slowly disappear out of sight beneath her pubic hair, and felt as the large plastic rod penetrated deep into her. Violet wanted to be fucked hard and somehow May sensed it. Without being asked, she started to thrust the cock hard into Violet, withdrawing it completely until just the point of the cockhead remained engaged in her cunt, before vigorously thrusting its full length into her. Violet loved the feeling of being penetrated so roughly, a buzz made more intense by the girl on the other end of the cock, Amy’s little straight sister who Violet had managed to get to submit to her every whim.

May stood up, continuing to thrust the cock in and out of Violet. She bent forward and kissed Violet, her amateur tongue exploring Violet’s mouth. Violet reached out and slipped her hand between May’s legs, turning herself on more by the feeling of her fingers amongst the wet soft flesh. Violet kissed May back hard, enjoying the feeling of total sexuality as the teenager did everything she knew how to bring Violet to a climax.

And she did. Violet’s orgasm was close. She slipped a finger into May’s wet pussy, while rubbing her thumb on her clit. The onslaught of the cock in her body was bringing her close. May sped up the thrusting and that was all it took for Violet to be coming, her body throbbing as her orgasm flooded throughout her entire body, radiating out from the dildo in her cunt to her fingertips, to her toes, to her tongue intertwined with May’s. She closed her thighs together, stopping May’s thrusting hand and concentrating on the more subtle feelings of May kissing her and of her fingers among the May’s velvety lips, enjoying the smaller aftershocks as her orgasm finally died away.

Violet could tell that May wanted more. But it was best to leave her hungry, she thought. She pulled up her jeans and left the dressing room, leaving the naked May to collect her thoughts and her clothes. Violet felt the glow of satisfaction. She loved the hunt, and somehow getting straight girls’ clothes off was still more exciting, especially when they had never been with their own sex before. Somehow it was even more of a challenge.

Thinking of challenges reminded her of the challenge of getting Amy to look at her again with those big sexy eyes, of getting Amy’s clothes off again, of getting Amy excited enough to give Violet free rein to her body.

Chapter 5: Café

Violet was in the café when the heavens opened and the monsoon rain came pouring down. It was mid-afternoon, a slow period, and the café was empty. With the downpour it would probably stay that way for some time. Suddenly the door opened and a bedraggled figure entered, obviously soaked through. It took a moment for Violet to realize that it was Amy.

“Well, I nearly made it before the rain…” Amy said. Violet stood there, too surprised to say anything, her eyes greedily gulping in the sight of Amy’s blouse, semi-transparent due to the wetness, and clinging to her breasts, the dark points of her nipples clearly visible.

Violet pulled her eyes away. “You are soaked,” she said. “Come back here.”

She guided Amy to the back of the café where an office area was partially screened from the café itself and sat her down. Without really thinking about it, Violet started to dance in front of Amy, looking into her eyes. Amy watched Violet, almost mesmerized by her swaying hips.

Violet reached out and put her hands on Amy’s damp shoulders. She moved her legs so that she was now straddling the seated girl. Violet watched Amy’s eyes as they followed her movements. She could see desire starting to build. She knew Amy was starting to remember their night together, starting to remember her body, starting to imagine her naked again.

Violet slid her hands down a little, onto the tops of Amy’s breasts. She half expected to be pushed away and was pleased that she was not. She moved her fingers lower, lightly grazing the points of Amy’s nipples, slowly rubbing them, teasing them to life. Violet moved away, continuing to dance, holding Amy’s eyes with her own, resisting the temptation to stare at her hard nipples. As if subconsciously, Amy moved her legs apart a little. Violet looked down to where the seam of Amy’s jeans ran up from her ass, hiding the shaven pussy that Violet tried to remember.

Violet moved so that one of her legs was between Amy’s. She lowered herself so that as she continued to dance her own crotch was occasionally touching the top of Amy’s thigh as if by accident. Amy slid forward in her seat so that Violet’s leg pushed onto her crotch as she danced. Violet could feel herself getting wet as Amy’s thigh stroked her lips with every small movement she made. She pressed her leg harder against Amy now, feeling the heat of Amy’s pussy where it pressed against her. Amy’s hips started to move a little in time with Violet’s dance, gently masturbating herself against Violet’s leg. The two girls no longer pretended they were doing anything else than exciting themselves.

Violet reached down and undid the button on her own jeans and undid the zip. She worked the jeans down a little as she danced. Amy watched as Violet pushed down her panties, revealing first the black silkiness of her pubic hair, then the fleshy swell of her lips and finally the hint of her clit where it nestled in its hiding place itching for attention.

Amy reached out and slid her hand over Amy’s panties. Her fingers slipped out of Violet’s sight under the curve of her body. Amy’s fingers gently stroked Violet’s inner labia, spreading her moisture onto the delicate folds, a fingertip coming to rest on Violet’s clit as she rocked her hips back and forth in her private dance. As Violet slowly moved her hips back and forth, Amy’s finger slid back and forth between her lips. At first she just stroked the lips but as Violet got more and more excited, Amy’s finger started to penetrate her, each slow movement of Violet’s hips taking Amy’s finger from her clit into the depths of her wet cunt.

Violet pushed her jeans off completely so that she was naked from the waist down. Amy slipped off her seat and moved so that she sat on the floor. Violet moved forward so that her legs were spread over Amy’s upturned face, still swaying back and forth in her dance. Violet reached down and spread open her outer lips, offering her sex to Amy’s mouth like a delicacy. Amy’s tongue pressed in between Violet’s lips and tasted the nectar in her cunt, Violet spread her own lips as wide as she could, making her clit stand out like a tiny hard penis. The tip of Amy’s tongue started to circle, first around it and then gradually making smaller and smaller circle until she was licking right on Violet’s clit. Violet was almost coming now, her hips no longer really dancing but moving involuntarily back and forth, fucking Amy’s mouth with her clit.

Amy reached up and held Violet’s ass as her tongue worked its magic in the furrow of Violet’s sex. Violet’s clit was almost too sensitive to take the assault but Amy’s hands on her ass meant she could not escape. And then she was coming, dancing her hips against Amy’s mouth in time with the rhythm of her orgasm, Amy’s tongue was inside her now, feeling her climax in her cunt, tasting the sweet juices of Violet’s joy. Violet felt one of Amy’s hands move on her ass, a finger pushing into her throbbing asshole as her orgasm continued, her body drenched in pleasure as Amy’s finger and tongue coaxed more and more out of Violet’s pulsating body. Finally, her body was quiet, the last flutters of her orgasm subsiding.

Amy stood up and bent over the small counter. Her wet jeans stretched tightly over her ass. Violet reached underneath Amy’s body and undid the catch on her jeans and pulled them over the swell of Amy’s buttocks. They dropped around her ankles. She kicked them away and moved her feet apart. Violet inspected Amy’s cunt, framed between Amy’s thighs, offered to Violet for her to take or give pleasure as she wished.

Violet crouched behind Amy and ran her tongue along the line of Amy’s lips, inhaling the smell of her arousal. She pushed her tongue gently between Amy’s lips, tasting the wetness of her excitement. She pushed her tongue into Amy’s tight hole feeling the other girl push her ass back against her face, a quiet moan escaping.

Violet stood up. On the counter she could see a cucumber. She picked up a bottle of oil and poured it onto the rounded end of the cucumber. With one hand she reached down between Amy’s thighs and slightly spread the lips of her sex, exposing her pink entrance. She nestled the dark green cucumber in the opening to Amy’s cunt. Violet knew how tight Amy had been the time they had fucked before, she wasn’t sure whether the wide cucumber would fit. Experimentally she applied a little pressure, watching as the cucumber move slightly into Amy’s body, watching as Amy’s lips stretchd around the intrusion. She slid the cucumber out a little before pushing it back in again, a little harder this time. She started to fuck the cucumber into Amy. Amy moaned each time the cucumber moved forward, getting wider as it penetrated deeper. Finally Violet was vigorously fucking Amy with the huge green cock, sliding it almost completely out, before pushing it back in hard and fast and producing another long moan.

Violet moved and straddled the cucumber where it stuck out from Amy’s body. She could feel the cucumber pressed against her own lips as she slid her hips forward. She pressed herself against Amy’s ass, sliding the oily cucumber over her labia and her clit.

Violet reached an arm around Amy’s body and slid her fingertips across Amy’s stomach. She slid lower, feeling for the valley of Amy’s hairless sex, continuing lower until her fingertip felt the unmistakable texture of Amy’s inner labia. As she rocked the cucumber with her own pussy-lips, her fingers opened the folds of Amy’s sex and found the hard pinnacle of Amy’s pleasure. Violet could tell from the changes in Amy’s moaning that she was getting close.

Violet bent over Amy, the two girls both clothed from the waist up but naked from the waist down, the shared cucumber buried in the lower girl’s cunt. Amy started to come. Violet pulled the cucumber from Amy’s cunt and squatted behind the other girl. Her tongue darted into Amy’s cunt, and lapped long strokes over her clit, working her orgasm to higher and higher intensity as Amy almost squealed with pleasure. Violet slipped a finger between her legs and with a few strokes on her clit she had another private orgasm, much less intense than the one Amy gave her but, like an espresso after a meal, a perfect little ending.

Almost embarrassed at the intensity of their desire the two girls pulled their jeans back on without saying anything to each other. The rain had stopped and Amy left, a wink over her shoulder and a small wave a promise of future occasions when Violet would get to play with her again. And, thought Violet, there was always more fun to be had with May, her young apprentice who would do whatever she asked.