SISTERING Part 3
By Norma Jane
1
'Sistering Part 1' was an account of my love-making with Gina, physical education teacher and lecturer, who was experiencing the pleasures of lesbian sex for the first time. She told me about her young lover, Tom, whose fiancΓ©e, Sally was encouraging him to gain experience with Gina in order the better to conduct their relationship after marriage. She was also, apparently, determined to arrive at the wedding night virgin, meanwhile denying Tom nearly all love-making but kissing.
'Sistering Part 2' described Gina and Tom's progress in initiating Sally into making Tom ejaculate on Gina's bottom and into the pleasures of nipplegasms. She was, out of her very innocence, also ready to make love to Gina, who confessed to Norma that she had fallen in love with the girl. It also seemed that Sally was convinced there was something amiss with her, such as to prevent her having climaxes other than those she had just discovered. The episode ended with Gina asking Norma to visit rough sex upon her.
2
I slept eventually, despite being anxious I had inflicted injury on Gina's vagina and rectum, probably also having left her nipples sore. I was awoken by gentle caressing of my breasts, with a little teasing of my nips. 'Gina,' I said, 'Are you all right?'
'Well,' she said, 'Apart from feeling my arse is on fire and that someone has driven a tank through my cunt and a steamroller over my clit, I'm fine. Though there is also the feeling my nipples have been pit through a pencil-sharpener.'
'I was afraid of that. But you aren't actually bleeding, and you did ask for it...'
'And you did it perfectly. It hurt like hell and I came like a hurricane. And now I'm going to reward you, because there's just time before breakfast.' And she began to lick my breasts in earnest and slid a hand over my hip and slotted its fingers into my crack. She said, 'You have a lovely bum, Norma, and I want to feel down under it and in.'
'Not such a lovely bum as Sally, being forty years older.'
'Don't remind me. But this evening I'll tell you more about that. Meanwhile, a bum in the hand, such as I have hold of, and the bush which should be through here...'
'Don't revenge yourself with a four-finger piledriver.'
'No, just a forefinger, as I think there's clistoris - I rather like Sally's version - around her somewhere. Oh, yes, here it is. It's a bit dry, but maybe a thumb - not up the bum just now, I know.'
She resumed tonguing my nipples, and elsewhere suitable moistening occurred and my orgasm began as a kind of shivery warmth somewhere inside and slowly accumulated a vibration along the nerves. She stopped sucking to say, 'There's a come on the way, I think. Yes, your cunt is pulsing nicely. Come for me, Norma, come, darling.'
The climax washed through my body like an icy fire and my breasts felt as if they were dirigibles inflating to near bursting-point. As the sensation faded I said, 'And a few weeks ago you'd never done that, or had it done to you by a woman, and now you've been fetched off by two women...'
'Well, actually, I have a confession to make. It's three women, but now it's breakfast.'
3
We work hard on these courses and it was late evening before Gina and I could retire to my room. I took her in my arms and we enjoyed a leisurely kiss. Then I told her, 'You're in my hands now. Just relax and take what comes.'
'Probably me what comes,' she said.
I slowly undressed her, shoes, belt, summer frock, bra, knickers, and laid her on the bed on her back. I got the cold cream out of the bedside drawer, loaded my fingers and began to rub it gently onto her nipples and round the areolas.
She said, 'Those nice. Repairing the damage. The poor little things don't know whether to go to sleep or stand up.'
'Well, they seemed to have chosen to stay awake,' I said. 'I think they're sucking in this cream. Are those charming bosoms swelling up with it?'
'There must be some reason why they're growing, mustn't there?'
'I'm going to see if I can get something else to grow now,' I said, with one hand creaming my way down her stomach and into her neatly clipped fernery to apply a cautious massage to the upper vulva, just touching her clit. 'Clitoris, clitoris, make metamorphosis, don't be shy, like a pupa make butterfly.'
'It's the same,' she said, 'Doesn't know whether to hide and sleep or take a leap.'
'I think I can coax it out of that hidey-slot. Yes, it's drinking the cream, too, and swelling likewise. Special cream, this.'
'It makes connections, too. The little hardies are talking together. Urging each other on. Can you hear them?'
'Murmuring, yes. If I go on they'll get louder.'
'Oh, Norma, who would have thought that at forty-seven I'd be having so many new and amazing adventures. Talking like this, doing what we're doing...'
'Yes, dear Gina, and adventures you have yet to divulge.'
'I will tell you, I promise, but just now I'm going to divulge in a different way, and also bulge. Oh, Norma, Norma, I'm coming. Can you feel me coming?'
'Yes, so good to see. And bulging, yes, those nice little titties. If I touch this clistoris here I'll bulge, too.' And just a little dab at the clit and I came, quietly, rather calmly. Then I crammed my breasts against hers and we rested quietly awhile, until I told her to turn over.
'Now,' I said, 'Let's see if I can soothe the savaged bott,' and I took a dollop of cream onto two fingers and slipped them into the top of her crack and slid them slowly south. 'You have got the tightest bott I have ever seen,' I said. 'I bet you could crack walnuts in it.'
'Oh yes, I used to do that for a party trick, But not many people would eat them, and I ended up with a knicker-full of bits of shell. I never did it bare-bum. Nowadays I probably would, since I seem to have lost a lot of inhibitions. Oh, that is comforting, Norma, soothing my sore little bummy.'
There is something extra-intimate about rubbing a woman's anus, edging a slippery finger-tip into the sphincter. 'Some women can come from anal penetration,' I said, 'Even prefer it to vagjnal intromission.'
'You are a sex-education programme you are, Norma. Well, I guess gays and transwomen can come like that, so why not women?'
'Well, that's from cock-chafing, but they probably use fingers, too. They certainly use dildoes. Not that I've had much experience of those. Something too instrumental about them. I like the touch of a member in my openings.'
'Finger is smaller, though, not so tight and stretchy.'
'Aha,' I said. 'Do I gather you're enjoying my finger probing your tooky?'
'It is rather nice. You could go in a bit further...'
I withdrew the questing digit and liberally creamed its top joint, before cautiously edging into her, an inch at first, then a bit further, flexing it a little as I went. She clenched her cheeks and raised her pelvis. She said, 'Rather uncomfortable, but nice in a strange way, and special because it's you doing it, Norma, a new sort of intimacy.'
'Lie on your side,' I said, 'Bum towards me. That's right. Finger almost came loose, but now I can push it back in, and with my other hand I can get a finger or two into your quimba, as someone I knew long ago called it. Like this.'