Georgia

I pressed my mouth to hers and nodded.

She said, "I think we'd better take care of my nasty old bristles first, Dear. It would be a shame to get your pretty face all whisker burned. Would Diane like to shave Georgia's pussy?"

I giggled and said, "Sure, I guess. I don't know much about it, and I wouldn't want to cut you or anything."

Georgia also giggled and said, "Don't worry about that. John and I have found the perfect way to shave my puss puss. It's easy, safe, fun, and it does a great job." Fun? How can shaving be fun?

I hadn't noticed the electric shaver sitting in its recharger thing on the counter. She picked it up and handed it to me. Then she got a can of shave foam out of the cabinet and sat down on the toilet seat lid.

She said, "Just put some of this on those nasty old whiskers and shave me, Dear."

Georgia spread her knees wide, and I sat on the floor between them. I noticed that the inner lips of her pussy extended beyond the outer lips. I had a strong urge to lick their pink wetness, but I decided it would be much nicer after I got rid of the bristles.

I'd never heard of using foam with an electric shaver, but Georgia told me this was a special shaver made to shave with water and foam. No cord, so moisture couldn't cause a shock.

She laughed and said, "Dear, John and I have spent hundreds of dollars and countless hours trying every shaving method ever invented. Finding the perfect way to shave my pussy was an obsession with us. Believe me, we've tried them all, and this is the best." Oh, okay. I bet it was fun experimenting, and they did a lot more than just shaving.

I squirted some of the white form into the palm of my hand and spread it on the bristles on Georgia's pubic mound. When I rubbed some of it onto her whiskery outer lips, she giggled and said, "Cold."

I found the little switch to turn on the shaver, and started at the top. The shaver going through the bristles on her pubic mound made a sound kind of like the weed whacker Dad used to trim the lawn.

Shaving the mound was easy, and I had it completely bald and smooth in about two minutes. Down lower, though, she was much more delicate and there were lots of nooks and crannies.

Her lips were so soft that I couldn't press the shaver, so I had to use my fingers to stretch them this way and that to make the little bristles stand up while I shaved her. I had never seen a pussy up close before, even my own, and it was fascinating. I was definitely getting turned on by being so ...... intimate with Georgia's pussy. The soft little noises she made told me that she liked it, too.

I was shaving at the top of her cleft, right where her clitoris started. The hair there was hard to get at, because it was protected by the inverted "V" of the top of her cleft. I had to pull her lips up, down, and apart to get at that hair. I was almost finished when she took my hand in hers and moved it so the side of the buzzing shaver was right next to her button.

I looked up to see that she had her head tilted back, eyes closed, and a dreamy expression on her pretty face. Her neck and shoulders were reddening like she was blushing. Georgia took her hand off mine then, but I knew what she wanted me to do. Oh, the shaver is just like a vibrator. I guess shaving there next to her button must have felt really good and made her want more.

The little pink head of her clitoris was peeking out of its hood, so I could tell it was getting erect and excited. I used my finger to spread some of the foam over the button for lubrication, then I slid the smooth part of the buzzing shaver onto the side of her clitoris.

Georgia jerked, but I knew I hadn't hurt her because I could hear her say, "Mmmmmm." She put her hand on mine again and moved it so the side of the shaver was touching the head and side of her swollen clitoris. She said softly, "Right there, Dear. Just move it up and down a little. Georgia's going to have a little cummie it you keep that up. Does little Diane want to give Georgia a cummie?"

I didn't say anything, just moved the vibrating shaver she way she had shown me. I watched in fascination as her pussy lips turned a darker pink, almost red. It took only a few seconds.

Georgia gasped, then took a very deep breath and held it. I looked up to see her face blushing the same color as her neck and shoulders. She grunted softly, then let out that big breath with a long, soft moan. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I knew she had gone over and was having her "cummie."

I kept moving the buzzing shaver the way she liked it until she put her hand on mine and said, "That's enough, Diane. That was lovely, Dear, thank you."

I turned off the shaver, put it down, and looked up to see her smiling slightly. She stroked my cheek with her hand and said, "That was wonderful, Dear. You're very gentle and know just how a cunnie likes to be treated.' I could feel myself blush, but I was glad to hear I had given her pleasure.

I turned around to the sink to moisten a washcloth with warm water, and I used it to wipe away all the remaining foam. After I gently dried her with a soft towel, I inspected it carefully and found that I had done a very thorough job of shaving. There was no trace of hair anywhere, and there wasn't even any sign that she had ever had any. I was very proud of myself. That shaver and foam really is a great way to make a pussy smooth. Fun, too. Now Georgia is just as smooth and childish looking as I am. The lips and everything are bigger than mine, but they're just as smooth. Like a baby.

I've never really looked at a pussy before except my own. I never could get a very good look at mine, even with a mirror. There's a lot more there than I thought. So many soft little folds and hollows. I just dried her, but she's already starting to get moist again.

Georgia ran a fingertip over the freshly shaven area, then she said, "Diane, don't you think you should inspecct Georgia's cunny with your tongue to make sure there isn't some spot you missed? You can't be too careful, you know." She giggled and spread her knees even farther, inviting me.

I nodded and leaned forward to do what I had wanted before she ever suggested it. My lips brushed the softness of her inner thigh, and I had never felt such smoothness. Her skin was warm and the feel of it against my sensitive lips was very erotic. I suppose I should be shy and hesitant about this, but I don't feel that way at all. It was only last week that I had my first kiss, and so much has happened since then, I feel like I'm ready for anything. She's so soft and smooth.

My lips continued upwards on her thigh. I can feel the warmth of her pussy on my lips. It gives off heat like a little furnace. Very slight, sexy smell .... moist and hot.

I experimentally licked the little valley between the top of Georgia's thigh and her pussy, and she gave a little shiver. When my tongue found the outer lip on that side, she whispered, "Little Diane is teasing Georgia, isn't she? Ohh, that's nice, Honey."

I stopped for a moment and looked up at her. I said, "Georgia, I want to please you so much. I don't know what to do, though."

She said, "I'm sure John must have kissed your puss, Dear, and he's very good at it, for a man. You like to have your cunny kissed, don't you?" I nodded.

She giggled, "Follow the golden rule. Do unto others ....... you know."

"Oh, okay, I'll try. Will you tell me if I do something you don't like?"

She whispered, "Darling, I can't of anything you could do to my pussy that I wouldn't like. Some things are just better than others. Please stop talking about it, Dear, and start by using your little tongue between Georgia's lips."

I experimentally slid the tip of my tongue between the pink wetness of her inner lips. It was almost as if the lips expected me to do that, because they parted at my first touch. I slid my tongue up and down between them until they were completely spread.

Georgia whispered, "Ohhhh, yesssss, Dear. That's lovely. Now think about what I did to you and what John would do after he parted the lips of your cunny. Do that to me."

John had used his expert tongue on my pussy so often in that past week that I knew exactly what to do. I found Georgia's entrance with the tip of my tongue and slid it inside. Then I circled it around as if I was trying to enlarge the opening. Georgia rewarded me with a quick intake of breath, then she put one hand in my hair and very gently pressed my mouth to her pussy.

Georgia said, "Ohhh, Little Lover, your tongue is warm and wet. Do you like the taste of Georgia's pussy?"

I continued what I was doing with my tongue and nodded my head a little. Oh, yes, I love the taste of her pussy. It tastes just like mine. Everything is so moist and soft, and I love the way she responds to me. I want to try my tongue on her button. That's what I really love, and I bet she does, too.

After swirling my tongue around the entrance to Georgia's vagina, I moved it up along her inner lips until I felt the firmness of her clitoris. I used the tip of my tongue to explore it from the little head up to where it started at the top of her cleft. It's just like mine except a lot smaller.. The way she responds, though, I don't think size has anything to do with how sensitive it is. She really loves to have her button licked.

After my tongue had explored Georgia's clitoris for a few moments she started to squirm and the head of her button peeked its little head out from the protective hood. Georgia ran her fingers through my hair and moaned softly, and I used the tip of my tongue to push the little hood back, exposing the firm head of her clitoris. I swirled my tongue around the head and Georgia gasped.

"Ohhh, yesssssss, Diane. Just like that."

I did as she asked, and it was only a few moments until I felt her shudder. I thought that meant she was about to come, so I moved my tongue from her button and slid it into her vagina.

Georgia said, "Diane, you're a little tease. You knew Georgia was about to have a cummie, didn't you. Mmmm, that feels nice. Put your tongue in just a little farther. Yesss, like that. Now curl the tip up and lick the top of Georgia's vagina. Yesssssss. Oh, Little Lover, that's my spot. Ummmmmm, lick me right there. Right there. Right there!"

I had my tongue as far into her vagina as I could, and I knew had found her "spot." I licked it for what seemed like a long time, and I could feel and hear Georgia's excitement mount. When my tongue was getting so tired I thought I was going to have to stop, her body suddenly tensed and she moaned, "Ohh, don't stop, Darling. Pleeeease dooooonnnnn't stop!"

From my own limited experience with orgasms, I knew I couldn't rest my tongue. If you cared about your lover's pleasure, you sure didn't stop just as they started to come. I concentrated on licking her special spot as hard and as fast as I could, and Georgia used her hands in my hair to hold my mouth firmly against her pussy as she came.

Since my tongue was about to give out, I was glad her orgasm was short and hard. I ignored my poor tongue and tried my best to give Georgia as nice a climax as she had given me. When I felt her body relax and she started stroking my hair, I knew she was finished and I could stop licking.

As I gratefully got my tired tongue back into my mouth and flexed my sore jaws, Georgia ran her fingers through my short hair and cooed, "Ohhh, Sweetie, that was so nice. You gave Georgia a lovely cummie."

When I looked up at her and smiled, she used a finger to take some of the moisture from my chin and sucked her finger clean. She did it again and put it in my mouth. "You look so sweet with my cunnie juice on your chin, Dear. Do you like Georgia's taste?"

"Oh, yes, Georgia. I love the taste and feel of your .... cunnie. What I like most is how you respond to what I do. That's the best part for me."

She said, "Isn't it fun to feel and hear the pleasure you give to someone else? I think that's almost as good as being the recipient of the pleasure. Almost, but not quite." She giggled. Those are the same thoughts I just had when she was coming. Like I feel when I suck John's penis, too.

Georgia stood, reached down for my hand, and helped me to a kneeling position. She said, "There's a very sensitive part of me that you've hardly paid any attention to, Dear. Would little Diane be really nice to Georgia and kiss her nippies?"

I said, "Oh, yes, I'd like that. Would you like me to suck them, too?"

She scooted forward until I was kneeling between her parted knees. Then she put a hand in my hair and gently guided my willing mouth to her full, firm breasts. I remembered how John gave me so much pleasure by kissing my breasts, and I tried to do the same things for my new lover. I kissed between Georgia's plump, round, pale, breasts, and she used her hands to push them together against my cheeks. Very soft but firm, her breasts felt incredibly sensuous against my face. Her nipples were beautiful; perfectly round, rosy, and already slightly swollen.

I slid my lips over the warm, satiny skin and was surprised and delighted at how erotic she felt. My lips were so sensitive to her skin that I was really excited by the feel. I kissed and caressed her with my lips, alternating breasts and moving steadily towards her nipples. I tried to remember all the little things John did with his mouth on my breasts, and lightly brushed the soft part of her nipple with my lower lip. She gave a tiny gasp and moved so that the firm part was right at the center of my mouth.

She whispered, "Oh, God, Honey, stop teasing Georgia and suck her nippies."

I parted my lips, made an "O" over her nipple and gently sucked it into my mouth. I held it there with suction and circled the tip of my tongue slowly around the rapidly swelling nipple. Georgia took in a deep breath, put her hands in my hair, and crushed my mouth to her breast. As she let out her breath, she hissed, "Oh, that feels wonderful. Harder, Darling, harder."

I sucked her whole nipple into my mouth and sucked hard. Not hard to hurt, but to please. It sure did please, and she gasped and said, "Now do the other one, Lover. Suck it hard. Ohhh, that feels so good."

The other nipple was already swollen and red in anticipation, and I eagerly sucked it as Georgia moaned with pleasure. Sucking and licking the erect tip while it was in my mouth.

Georgia leaned back, and the nipple came out of my mouth. It seemed natural to continue making love to her, so I kissed down to the soft skin of her tummy. Her skin there was as smooth and sensual as that of her breasts. Again I remembered what John did, and I slipped the tip of my tongue into her navel and swirled it around. Georgia giggled a little and gently pushed my head to move my lips lower. I think she wants more pussy kissing. That's fine with me, my tongue has recovered. Oh, her tummy skin is just like satin.

I ran my tongue from her belly button, gently down her tummy, over her baby smooth mound and onto her button.

She used her hands in my hair to guide my mouth and said, "Oh, yes, Darling. Yes, please do me again. Put your finger in Georgia's cunnie. Ohh, yes. Put another finger in, Little Lover. Mmmmm, use your fingertips on the top. Yes, oh yes, right there. Oh, right there, don't stop! I've had more than a week without any loving, and I've been thinking about nothing else. I'm just full of cummies, Lover. Ohhh, yessssss, right there. Ummmm, lick me, lick me, lick me and make me coooommmmme. Mmmmmmmmm."

After a few licks of her little button and with my fingers busy on the special spot in her vagina, I sucked her clitoris in between my lips and held it there while I swirled my tongue around its head. She was using one hand to hold my head where she wanted it, and the other hand was busy pulling and pinching her own nipples.

I could feel Georgia's body get more and more tense, and her breathing became very shallow and rapid. She started making a growling sound in her throat.

I knew Georgia was about to go over, so I used my fingers, lips, and tongue to help her get there. She trembled, took a deep breath, and when her orgasm came she squealed. It was very high pitched and loud, and it startled me so much that I almost forgot what I was doing. Almost, but not quite.

I licked, sucked, and used my fingers as Georgia shuddered, squealed, and came. I could tell when she reached her peak, and I gradually slowed my tongue and fingers to prolong her orgasm and let her come down.

When Georgia had come down fully from her climax, she stood up, gave me her hand to help me to my feet, and took me into her arms. As we kissed, I could feel her still erect nipples brush against mine.

She whispered into my ear, "Oh, Little Darling. That was lovely. Thank you for giving me such pleasure. It's hard to believe that's the first time you ever kissed a pussy. Are you sure you haven't been naughty with some of your little girlfriends."

I giggled, "No, Georgia. Up until an hour ago I never even thought about doing that. I'm glad you liked what I did, and I sure loved doing it. Kiss."

Between kisses Georgia murmured, "I love my new little sweetheart, Diane. Shall we be in love, Dear?"

I whispered into her ear, "Oh, yes, Georgia. I'll be in love with you. Kiss me, Lover."

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