Tanya Loves Brenda

                                                  Tanya Loves Brenda pt 2

 

The girls scooted by a takeout window and Tanya bought several orders of food that she placed on her passengers lap. She didn't like to cook and such large purchases were not uncommon for her. There were, after all, classes that she needed to attend and hours to be spent at the library so a weekly cache of well stored sustenance saved her a lot of time.

 

Arriving at her complex she left it to Pretty to carry the food while she led the way to her home away from home.

Her apartment was a modest studio just off campus. It was not well kept. The one clean corner held her desk, computer, and a shelf of books. The rest was fillled with discarded clothes, dirty plates and half empty glasses.

 

Pretty placed the heavy bag on the table and looked around. There was clearly much work to be done but she was good at that and doing it for her new friend would be more pleasing than working for those mean proctors at her school.

 

Tanya opened the fridge and selected a bottle of white wine. She poured two glasses and presented one to her new roommate. "To new friends," she said.

Each selected a carton of Chinese cusine and settled on the small sofa.

 

It had been a long day for both and they ate in silence until Tanya burped and set Pretty into a fit of giggles. She put down her fork and said, " Oops, I gotta pee again", and dashed to the bathroom.  She came out and snuggled close to her dark haired friend.

 

"Don't worry, she said, I wiped and washed."

 

"Really, asked Tanya, how did you get so bold? 

 

Pretty bit her lower lip and smiled up at her.

"Well, I sorta lied about that part" said the curly blonde, "You were so beautiful and nice that I just wanted you to touch me."

 

Once again Tanya was beguiled and sprang from the sofa to refrigerate the food. In her mind even lust must give way to common sense and practicality.

 

She suggested a shower before bed and soon the floor was cluttered with more discarded clothes and the new lovers were delighting each other beneath the warm spray. Slippery soapy fingers went everywhere but as the water qrew cold the girls exited, gently toweled each other and retired to Tanyas rumpled bed.

 

Pretty frowned and said "That's a mess. Get us some more wine and I will fix it. 

 

This was new, as Tanya had rarely heard the girl speak with any certainty. but she liked it,  When she returned Pretty was stretched out on a bed of tightly drawn sheets and a neatly folded comforter resting just below her navel with her taut tummy and ripe breasts fuly exposed.

 

"I'm a good girl," said Pretty, as she opened her arms.

 

The wine was forgotten as the two young lovers snuggled in for the night and finally began to talk.

 

Pretty related of how she had once lived on a large estate with her loving parents and how they had been so understanding. When she was fifteen she had told them that she was in love with another girl. They told her that was fne if it made her happy but to be sure and to always guard her heart. She and her girlfriend, Priscilla, had spent many hours in her bedroom learning how to please each other and the world was beautiful until that fateful day when a plane crash had deprived her of her special parents and left her in the care of her uncle George and aunt Barbara.

They had wasted no time in moving into the estate and turning her life upside down. They were very strict, did not like any of her friends and forbade her to see them.

 

One night, when they were out, Brenda convinced Priscilla to visit her and it was a lovely reunion. They embraced, kissed and danced before falling on the bed amidst much laughter. Unfortunatly they lost track of time and were discovered in a position known as a "sixty nine."

Brendas' conservative and self rightious guardians had immediately banished her to St.Elzabeths School for Exceptional Girls while maintaining control of her inheritance until she was of age.

 

It was an interesting story but the supple curves of her bedmate were what was really on Tanyas' mind. She hushed the girl with a deep hard kiss and kneaded her firm young breasts until the nipples looked as though they might launch from her full mounds. She adored the fabulous titties with her mouth and let her hand drift slowly toward the moist cleft that she had briefly felt before.

 

Her lover was already dripping and a single finger would do no good. She started with two and heard a sexy grunt as her intrusion was welcomed. The expression on Prettys' face let her know that the girl was happy yet unsatisfied. She added a third finger with a forceful yet sensual stroke. Her thumb found another target and slid deeply into the adorable pucker that was her new lovers anus. She maintained a steady rhythm and kept a close watch on the girls face to gauge the effect.

 

The room was soon filled with emotion as mewing little kitten sounds gave way to the low growls of a lynx and then the pure piercing scream of a panther as Prettys hips rose from the bed as she climaxed.

Pretty drenched Tanyas hand as well as the sheets with her effusive spendings.

Neither girl minded the wetspot as they again cuddled and shared kisses with the smell of sex hanging heavily in the air.

 

The wayward schoolgirl felt so safe and grateful within her lovers embrace. Her kisses sought to provide maximum pleasure to her new friend. She nuzzled at Tanyas neck then kissed her shoulders and even licked beneath her arms. The musky taste reflamed her passion and she spent several minutes kissing and sucking at her lovers breasts before moving lower and slipping her tongue into the belly button. She raised her head and held Tanyas hand to her lips. It was specifically the very hand that had fucked her so well. She suckled at each digit while looking intently into the dark eyes of her lover.

 

"I like to lick", said Pretty.

 

"Oh, yes baby, you are such a good girl", replied Tanya as she gently guided the willing mouth between her legs.

 

For the next hour the college girl was educated by the hapless schoolgirl about the full potential of ardent oral love. Her pussy was lapped, kissed, teased, tweaked and sucked through many lovely orgasms. Some were so gut wrenching and intense that they caused her to pull hard on the blonde curls between her thighs while others brought her languid thoughts of swaying in a hammock on a tropical isle.

 

The girls had, at least, one thing in common. Tanya could feel that she was releasing a river of pussy cream but never felt a hint of wetness on her thighs or between her cheeks thanks to the tireless activity of Prettys tongue until, finally, the girl had exhausted her.

 

She fell into sleep and her dreams were of exotic fruit dripping with jucies that fell onto the faces and bodies of pretty blonde girls that danced in the sun. One of the juicy girls, with spectacular blonde curls, walked right up to her with two frosty drinks and kissed her. The dream ended much too soon for her liking.