Emmylou placed her hands on the back of Miss Richardson's neck. She folded her fingers together beneath the base of the blonde's skull.
Miss Richardson wrapped her arms around Emmylou's extraordinarily slender waist. They pressed the fronts of their bodies together snugly.
Miss Richardson was a good deal taller than the little girl. She stooped and Emmylou got up on her toes as their faces moved closer together.
Their faces moved together as if they were moving in slow motion. They both closed their eyes instinctively. They paused when their mouths were only a fraction of an inch apart.
For that fraction of a second they could feel each other's hot moist breath. Emmylou could feel her respiratory system being affected by her lust.
The little girl could feel her breaths getting shorter and closer together. Emmylou realized that she was panting – panting just like the wild animal she wanted so badly to become. Then Miss Richardson pressed her lips fully over Emmylou's super hungry mouth. The kiss felt even better than Emmylou had anticipated.
They kissed with only their lips for a spell, writhing their mouths together like two sets of sensuous pillows. Then their mouths opened.
Just as if they had rehearsed the kiss many times before in the past, each offered the tip of her tongue at the same time. Their tongue tips touched.
Emmylou shivered with delight. They flicked the tips of their tasters together and then began to roll their tongues over one another.
They explored the insides of each other's mouths thoroughly. They licked each other's teeth, each other's gums, the insides of each other's cheeks.
They sucked each other's tongues and quaffed deeply of each other's sweet spittle. The kiss lasted for a long time and they were both a little breathless from their lesbian passion by the time the kiss ended.
"How was that?" Miss Richardson inquired quickly.
"Oh my," was all the pretty little girl could say.
"Did you like it?"
"It was better than anything I could have dreamed," Emmylou said. "How does your pussy feel?" Miss Richardson queried.
"I can feel myself getting swollen and wet down there."
"That's good. That's how you are supposed to feel."
"Do you think, maybe, we could take off our clothes?"
"That's the best idea I have heard all day," the woman said.
And so, in a flash, they were both as naked as the day they were born. Miss Richardson took the little girl by the hand and led her into the bedroom.
They tumbled onto the bed in each other's arms. The little girl could feel the ache mounting in her loins, an ache more severe than anything she had experienced before.
Emmylou could already tell that the tall blonde woman was going to have no trouble at all making her orgasm. Her body was not reacting to this stimulation like that of a frightened virgin. She was getting hotter than a pepper sprout in between her legs. Her pussy tissues were thoroughly engorged and her cunt was soaking wet.
The little girl could feel her clitoris swelling into an erection, just like her nipples. She could feel her love button getting a little bit larger with each passing second – with each beat of her racing heart.
The little girl could feel her little man in the boat pushing out from under the semi-circle of fleshy sheath that usually all but covered it.
Emmylou could feel her clitoral foreskin being pushed upward – and out, of the way – by her growing clit. Her desire's focal point was practically demanding attention. Emmylou could tell that it would not be long before her clit would be so swollen that she would fear it was going to burst from the internal pressure.
Miss Richardson had Emmylou pushed onto her back. The beautiful blonde counselor moved her mouth to the side of Emmylou's neck and began to kiss and lick and bite her way up and down the little girl's jugular vein.
"So good!" Emmylou said.
She discovered that the woman had a magic mouth. At least she could do magic things with that hot mouth of hers.
Miss Richardson used her sharp teeth to give the little girl love bites on her neck – but she didn't bite hard, and her teeth did not linger in any one spot for very long.
Miss Richardson did not want to risk leaving any lasting marks. She flicked her tongue at Emmylou's earlobe.
The tall blonde pushed her tongue right inside Emmylou's ear and the teenager giggled with delight.
The counselor pushed her tongue deep into her ear canal – until Emmylou was covered with goose pimples.
Emmylou could feel the little dark brown hairs at the nape of her neck standing on end. Then Miss Richardson pulled her tongue out and moved her mouth to the front of Emmylou's throat.
She kissed downward to the cleavage between the little girl's tits. She began to kiss the left breast. She started at the outer edges of the tit and kissed her way toward the nipple.
She kept her tongue busy.
She kissed in a closing spiral, each oral caress a little closer to the nipple than the one before.
Then Miss Richardson found the nipple itself with the tip of her tongue. Emmylou began to moan and squirm.
"I can't believe how good it feels when you lick my nipple," Emmylou said. Her eyes were closed. She began to thrash her head from side to side.
Her tiny toes clutched and gathered at Miss Richardson's dark red bedspread. Her knees against began to open and close. Miss Richardson began to lick harder at that feminine erection – the pink rosebud at the tip of Emmylou's tit.
The little girl could feel her sexual anxiety steadily mounting – and she figured it had reached a point where it could get no more intense.
There had to be a saturation point – a point of no return. A point at which her orgasm became inevitable.
But Emmylou had no idea how many bridges she would have to cross before she got to that magic point.
The Miss Richardson wrapped her lips around Emmylou's nipple and began to suck it. She sucked it hard.
Miss Richardson made sloppy noises with her sensuous lips as she sucked as hard as she possibly could.
Miss Richardson sucked so hard that the skin all around that feminine erection was stretched taut.
The beautiful blonde lesbian pulled the whole tit upward – so that it looked much pointier than usual.
Emmylou Mumm could feel her nipple growing larger and harder than it had ever been before in her life!
The little girl could feel her pussy juices drooling from the base of her pink poontang slash. The crack of her ass was being lubricated.
Emmylou knew that soon she would begin to make a wet stain beneath her ass on Miss Richardson's bedspread.
Miss Richardson kept her tongue tip busy at all times. She licked and sucked at the nipple simultaneously.
The beautiful blonde then got her teeth on the feminine erection and she nipped at that tender rosebud.
Emmylou could feel twinges of pain mixing with her pleasure – but she did not mind the pain at all.
It was intrinsically sexual pain and she could feel it being translated into pleasure by her nerves.
The little girl heard the older woman growling like an animal. Miss Richardson lost her civilized soul.
The counselor became a untamed beast as she tugged at the nipple. Emmylou thought she would tear the nipple off.
The blonde shook her head from side to side a little bit with the nipple clutched between her choppers.
But Miss Richardson was not really out of control. She released her grip before any damage was done.
Emmylou could hear her whole breast make a funny noise as her nipple was allowed to snap back into position.
Miss Richardson then proceeded to repeat the whole process with the other nipple – once again going all the way from gingerly laving to harsh sucking and biting.
Emmylou was astounded by the size of her nipples. There were tears in her eyes as she opened them to look at her tits.