Hope arched her back, pushing her right breast further into Kristina's hand, "yes, please, yes, continue, that feels so good," her eyes shut, feeling the smooth hand gliding over her breast. Please, please touch my nipples before they burst, she thought.
"Open your eyes, I want you to look at me," commanding Hope again. She was learning to obey, her eyes opening immediately. She watched Hope's face as her fingers moved to her nipple, the oiled fingers running sensuously over the hard bud.
"OOOOHHH, GGGGOOOD," her back arching higher, pushing her nipple into the fingers, she could feel her pussy getting wet. This had never happened to her before. Another girl was touching her and she was getting wet from it. She felt her nipple almost burst as the fingers rubbed over the nub, oil massaging the erect bud, fingernails slowly running over the tip. She thought she could almost cum from her nipples being touched.
Kristina could see the lust in Hopes eyes, her fingers continuing the exploration of her tits. Her other hand moved back to her left breast, fingers searching out and finding the other nipple, shudders running through Hopes body as her nipples were manipulated. "Do you like me touching your nipples, Hope?" her fingers tightening on the erect nipples, now almost an inch long, hard and erect.
"It has never felt like that before, yes, I like that." She felt the hands grab her breasts and gently squeeze them, her hard nipples rubbing over the palm of the hands. They continued to run over her flesh, rubbing, teasing, massaging the oil in her teenage breasts. Fingers pulled and tugged on her nipples, not like the men, soft, yet domineering. She watched the hands moved down, off of her breasts, her eyes searching Kristina's for why.
"I wish had I big tits like yours, mine are so much smaller," her fingers going to the buttons of her blouse, unbuttoning them to her waist, pulling the blouse off and dropping it to the couch to fall next to Hopes. Kristina's hands moved up to her own breasts, cupping them with her hands, her fingers plucking at her nipples, feeling them get hard.
"You have beautiful breasts, they don't have to be big to be beautiful," Hope blurted out. She did not know how to respond, one minute her breasts were being rubbed, the next Kristina was half-naked next to her, comparing their breasts.
"Touch them, rub some oil in them, maybe than I will believe you," Kristina taunted her. Kristina watched the expression on Hope's face. She had learned, having been taught herself, how to make a female turn submissive. It is a matter of always keeping the individual on the edge, never letting them back down. "I said touch them, I told you about obeying," her voice rising in tone again. She smiled as Hope picked up the bottle of oil and applied some to her hands, rubbing them both together, slowly, delaying the inevitable. "Don't be afraid," her hands moving up and again hefting up Hope's breasts, her fingers moving back over the nipples, watching as they perked up into hard points. "See how good it can feel," her fingers tightening on the nipples, now almost an inch long, a fingernail painfully dragging on the tip, feeling Hope's body shudder, not in pain, but in pleasure.
Hope moved her hands up and touched Kristina's breasts, moving them slowly over the flesh, massaging in the oil. She sucked in her breath as Kristina's fingers lightly traced over her nipples, feeling the fingernail igniting a pleasurable bit of pain, not like that the men did to her. They did it to hear her moan of pain, not of pleasure. She arched her back again, pushing her breasts into Kristina's welcoming hands, wanting more. She ran her fingers over Kristina's nipples, matching what was done to her, learning, her eyes looking deeply into hers. They were not as big as hers, but the nipples were hard and erect, the aureole not as dark, more of a light brown, but the size of silver dollars. She continued to tease the nipples, copying what was being done to her, feeling Kristina move closer to her, their faces only inches apart, her eyes drawn to hers almost hypnotically.
"Do you like it when I squeeze your nipples, Hope?" The fingers tightened on the harden tips, feeling them squeeze tightly between her fingertips. "It is not like the men did to you, only a girl could make you feel this way." She felt her nipples pinched harder, loving the feeling of pain rushing to the tips.
Oh, God, it felt so good, Hope panting as they both continued to manipulate each other. "Yes," her voice begging, "yes." She tightened her fingers on Kristina's nipples, pushing a fingernail into the tip. She arched her back, waiting for the response from Kristina, hoping that she would reciprocate. "AAAGGHH," Kristina's nail digging into the hard flesh, the pain shooting down to her wet pussy. She pulled back, stretching her nipples, hoping for more of the delicious pain. It felt so good.
"Yes, you like that don't you, Hope. It feels good." Kristina removed her hands from Hope's breasts, her hands moving up to her face, pulling her towards her, their eyes meeting, only inches apart. She pushed her breasts into Hope, the electrifying touch as their nipples touched the naked skin of each other. Kristina moved her body, slowly rubbing her hard nipples over Hopes, their bodies jerking in pleasure when their nipples met. She moved in closer, her mouth searching Hope's. She saw the puzzlement in Hope's face as their lips met, sweet, hot lips, touching, her tongue moving out, searching out Hope's tongue. It shot out into Hope's mouth, feeling for her tongue, rubbing over her lips, bathing her with her juices.
Hope was scared. It felt so good, their naked breasts rubbing over each other, her nipples about to burst as they caressed the hard points of Kristina's breasts. She felt Kristina move closer. She knew she was going to kiss her. She was confused, tired, her defenses crushed. She had never felt this way before. The lips touched her and her pussy seemed to get wetter, feeling a dampness between her thighs. She felt the tongue and knew she would have to respond. She pushed her tongue out, searching, running it over the tongue that filled her mouth. She could feel the hot tongue, probing, running over the inside of her mouth, the lips crushing hers, their breasts moving sensuously over each other, the hard nipples pushed into each other. She moaned in Kristina's mouth, the responding tongue acknowledging her response.
Kristina felt Hope's surrender. She was hers. She had won. Now it was only a matter of time. She would take it slow, making Hope beg for it. Making her strip slowly for her, spread her legs. She hoped they were enjoying the view, her father, her uncle, her brother. They had taught her well on how to perform. She would do the same to Hope.
Kristina moved back to Hope's mouth, her lips searching hers, her tongue darting again in Hope's hot mouth. She felt her shudder again as their naked breasts and nipples again touched. Kristina's mouth moved down to Hope's neck, her tongue leaving a trail down, moving down toward her breasts. She looked up and saw the lust in Hope's eyes, knowing that soon her lips would encase the hard buds of her breasts. She let her mouth run between the cleavage of her breasts, her cheeks rubbing hard against the breasts, her tongue still leaving traces of hot saliva in its path. She moved to Hope's right breast, her tongue moving sensuously over the flesh, tasting her, feeling her arch her back again, waiting for the moment when her nipples would be touched. "What do you want me to do, Hope? Tell me?" Her head stood still, her tongue running over the young breasts, but still staying away from the hard nipples. She blew on it, hearing a moan come from Hope's lips.
"Your lips, put your lips and tongue on my nipple, please, please," she begged. She tried to move her breast closer to Kristina's mouth, but she moved with them. "Oh, God, please, please." Her hips moved on the sofa, her pussy soaking wet. What is happening to me, she thought.
Kristina waited, teasing, her tongue moving closer and closer, now licking over the areola, the cool air blowing on the wet breast. She could see her nipple, it swelled in anticipation. She blew on it, felt the shudder in Hope's body and then wrapped her lips tightly onto the hard nipple.
"AAAAWWWWW," she moaned, arching her back higher, forcing her nipple into Kristina's mouth, "OOOOOHHHHH," feeling the lips holding it tightly, the tongue now beginning to dance over it, stimulating it. It lapped back and forth over the sensitive tip, bathing it in saliva, lips sucking on the dark brown areola, sucking it further into Kristina's mouth.
Kristina left a trail of wet saliva on Hope's breasts as she moved from one to the other. Her fingers moved to the right breast, searching out the nipple, still wet and began to lightly snap at it with her fingertips, hearing the noise as her fingernail slapped against it with a light thump. She found the other nipple, her mouth again clamping tightly onto it, sucking it further into her mouth. Her tongue lapped at the trapped morsel, running over it, bathing the tip. Her teeth bit down on the areola, more breast pushed in her mouth as Hope begged for more. She let her teeth move back, finding the hard nipple and begin to bite softly onto it.
