A little shy, and very excited, Heather sat next to Linda on the couch.
"Look at us. Aren't we pretty?"
Heather followed the direction of Linda's gaze. A mirror at the end of the room reflected their contrasting loveliness. There was Heather with her long lustrous red hair flowing around her pale shoulders. And there was Linda, her blonde hair a halo around her head – a smaller woman but equally lovely, equally tantalizing. Both women were turned on by what they saw.
"We're beautiful, aren't we?" Linda teased.
Heather's reply caught in her throat. "Yes, yes, we are."
Without another word said, she pushed Linda gently back against the couch and again closed her lips around a nipple. She sucked hungrily, with new passion.
There was no question now about what they were doing. They were naked for a reason. Because they were excited by each other. Because they wanted to make each other feel good.
Heather was a little apprehensive. She was totally inexperienced with women. Would she be able to make Linda happy?
"Ooooohhh, you do such lovely things to my tits, Heather honey."
Linda's sighs of contentment reassured Heather. She felt a little thrill of wanton joy as Linda's hand cupped her jug and began to roll the nipple between her fingers.
"What lovely soft breasts you have, Heather!" Linda's hand moved expertly back and forth between Heather's naked tits. Already she had excited the nipples to rock-hard erection.
Heather looked up from her position against Linda's tits. Her lips were parted with passion. She felt so intensely fond of her blonde girl friend at this moment.
As if Linda knew exactly what the other woman wanted, she wrapped her arms around Heather's shoulders. Their mouths locked in a long, hungry kiss.
The shock of this new, woman passion was so intense that Heather lost her breath for a minute. Her heart was beating fast. She was totally enthralled by this new forbidden lust. The touch of Linda's tits pressed against her own was intensely stimulating – like nothing she had ever known before. Linda was soft and fleshy, not bard and taut like a man. Heather enjoyed feeling Linda's tits yielding under her embrace.
"It feels good, Linda." Her voice trembled. She felt like a babe in the woods, an ingenue in this lesbian game.
Linda's voice quavered as she replied. "Ohhhh, darling, yes. It's so good to hold you. I've dreamed about it so long. Let me make you feel good, Heather."
Before Heather could say a word, Linda had dropped to her knees between her legs. She reached out and gently stroked the pink flanges of her cunt.