“I was twelve when it happened. A stuh-… strange age. Normally kids that old don’t get adopted. But this couple said that’s why they did that. Because no one else would. Worked great on our caretakers at the time. The man . . . I duh-… didn’t like him from the word go, but hey . . . it was a family. The mother . . . she was dead inside. You could just tell she didn’t care about anything anymore. They had adopted two other girls, both when they were twelve.” Shannon stopped and swallowed a gulp of air. “The real reason, it tuh-… turned out was that twelve-year-old girls turned into thuh-… thirteen year old girls, and that’s when the ‘man’ of the house considered them ‘ripe.'”
Sandra wanted to throw up. “He didn’t . . .”
“No,” Shannon said, “but he tried. Took me down into the buh-… basement for my ‘birthday present.’ Once I figured out what was going on, I fought back. I’d been taking Karate and self-defense at a local kuh-… community center since I was little. I doubt either of the other two girls he had adopted had any ability to defend themselves. But I did. At one puh-… point, I managed to break one of those high basement windows and scream for help. I saw an elderly couple rushing back into their house. I knew they would call the cops. I thought I would be all right. But I’d luh-… lost sight of the man. He hit me in the head and knocked me silly. Then he took off his belt . . . it had a huge buh-… buckle on it . . . and he started to beat me. That thing left huge cuts down my back where the buckle-hook caught me. I couldn’t get away. Then I heard the door upstairs being buh-… busted down and these two patrolmen who had been in the area when the emergency call went in came down. I remember turning my head and looking at them. One of them was Chinese, which for suh-… some reason caught me as odd. Both of them looked so muh-… mad . . . I thought they were going to shoot the guy. But he wuh-… went away for a long time after that, and I went back to the orphanage. I didn’t want to leave with another family after that. Being adopted meant nothing but pain. The doctors did their best, but they said the scars wuh-… would never completely go away.”
Sandra was perplexed. They were noticeable, but hardly enough to detract from the phenomenal musculature of the woman’s back. ‘Hell,’ she thought. ‘They give it character.’
“So why hide them? They’re really not that much of . . .”
“Thuh-… they’re hideous! I’m hideous!” Whatever calm Shannon had slipped into that allowed her to talk was vanishing rapidly. First she tried covering her body with her arms, then she reached for her sweatshirt. Sandra grabbed it away and flung it across the room.
‘She told me too much and too quickly. She’s got nothing left to hide,’ Sandra thought. Shannon was completely exposed, and in more ways than one. She positioned herself in front of the fiery redhead and grabbed her hands. Shannon had tears in her eyes. “Don’t stop now,” Sandra said softly. “Don’t lose your head. Tell me why you hide them.”
Shannon stopped struggling. She knew she could break this beautiful, brown-skinned woman in half if she really wanted to. But she didn’t want to. She put her hands together as if in prayer and leaned forward until her forehead reached Sandra’s chest. “Because if I dih-… didn’t hide them, people would see them. People would suh-… see every time that I wasn’t strong enough.” Shannon closed her eyes before continuing. “I wasn’t fast enough to stop the man wuh-… with the gun. I was so stuh-… stupid that I fought for money. I wuh-… was too weak to stop him from hitting me over and over again.” Shannon was crying now. ” cuh-… couldn’t stop him.”
Sandra just held the woman at first, not knowing what else to do. She caressed Shannon’s hair and ran her fingers down across the girl’s shoulders. The she cupped Shannon’s chin in one had and looked into her eyes. “You . . . you are not hideous. You are one of the most perfect creatures that I’ve ever seen. What . . . what do you expect out of yourself? You were THIRTEEN years old! That you knew enough to fight is amazing, but that you stopped him from raping you is amazing! And so you didn’t emerge from every fight unscathed. No one wins them all! And good God woman, you’re not Superman! You can’t outrun bullets no matter how hard you try, and Bobby would be dead right now if he had been there with anyone but you! You saved his life, knowing what he thought of you! And despite everything that the world has thrown at you, you’ve survived! Your scars don’t make you ugly! They tell the story of a phenomenal, beautiful woman who can’t be stopped. Every day, people are safer and the world is a better place because you’re in it.”
“But the wuh-… world hates me! It’s tuh-… tried to kill me so many times that I’m luh-… losing count!”
“And you’ve kicked its ass! It’s given its best shots and you are STILL here. Right now. With me,” Sandra whispered. She started crawling forward, pushing Shannon onto her back.
“Whuh-… What are you . . .”
“I’m going to do everything I can to make it clear that there is pleasure for you to have in this world. All you have to do is let it happen,” Sandra said, her lips just a hair’s-width from Shannon’s. Her breath crossed that narrow divide and flowed between Shannon’s trembling lips. Shannon started to say something, causing their lips to finally meet. Then Shannon just started kissing Sandra, whatever it is she had wanted to say forgotten. Sandra let her hand trace down Shannon’s body, slipping it under the elastic waistband of her sweatpants and under those horrible cotton panties.
“Do you want to feel good?” Sandra whispered in the redhead’s ear as she slid her fingers into that incredibly tight pussy. This caused Shannon to shudder all over. The beautiful cop had probably never made love with the lights on before, and she seemed a bit disoriented. “Because I would love to make love to you all night, call in sick and make love to you tomorrow as well.” She started working two fingers deep into Shannon’s box, curling the tips and pressing them against the woman’s forward vaginal wall. She rubbed her palm against Shannon’s clit and temporarily lowered her face so she could suck on one of the woman’s nipples. When she gently took one of those nubs in her teeth, she got a groan and a jump. ‘So those are sensitive on her, hunh? I’ll have to remember that,’ Sandra thought.
Shannon’s body was finally getting into the game, even if her brain was still on the sidelines. She contracted her vaginal muscles, trying vainly to trap Sandra’s fingers inside. Her back arched and her incredible abdominal muscles ripple and strain against her pale skin. She bucked her hips against Sandra’s hand. Then Sandra’s fingers stopped.
“But you have to tell me you want it,” she said softly before kissing Shannon again.
Shannon bit her bottom lip. It was almost as if she had been happy so few times in her life that she didn’t trust herself to try it. Sandra used her free hand to undo one of the buttons on her blouse, then grabbed one of Shannon’s hands and thrust it into the gap. Shannon’s hand started caressing one of Sandra’s sizeable melons, rubbing her nipple through the satiny material of the bra.
“I want it,” Shannon said in a voice that was almost forced. She was scared, but she was also tired of being alone.
Sandra smiled and started moving her fingers again. She kept her eyes on Shannon’s face as the woman approached orgasm. She tried spreading that tight box with two fingers while a third went deep. She was able to hit her lover’s trigger and Shannon started to cum. Sandra had never seen anything as sexy as a well-toned woman in the midst of genuine pleasure, and that’s exactly what she was witnessing. When Shannon’s body eased back to the mattress, Sandra withdrew her fingers and licked them clean right in front of Shannon’s eyes.
“Yummy,” she said. She watched with pleasure as Shannon undid the rest of the buttons on Sandra’s blouse, letting her heaving breasts out to breathe. Sandra had to help undo the clasp of her bra, but soon her tits were swinging freely in the air. Then she lay down next to Shannon, and both women slid the clothes off their lower bodies. For the first time in her adult life, Shannon was naked and in the presence of another woman with the lights on.
Sandra knelt at Shannon’s side and started sucking on those sensitive pink nipples. Shannon reached one arm out and grabbed one of the other woman’s dark globes, squeezing it.
“Ooh,” she moaned. “Now you’re getting into the spirit of things.” Sandra swung her hips around and straddled Shannon’s face. “Now I believe you know how this works. It worked pretty well for us the other night.” She felt the tip of her lover’s tongue almost painfully slowly tracing around her aching box.
“You’re suh-… so pretty,” Shannon said, mesmerized by the dark, juicy mound in front of her. She kissed those swollen lips over and over again and sucked the fleshy inner lips into her mouth. She remembered that Sandra liked having her ass played with, so she snuck a hand into place and inserted a finger into that perfect rosebud. She was reward for her efforts with a long moan, and then she felt a tongue exploring her own private area.
Sandra had to acknowledge that she was still a little nervous. She wanted to do really well by Shannon and help make the girl feel safe with her, as well as completely satisfied. She certainly planned on doing her best, which was a concept made simpler by how incredibly sexy the woman’s crotch was. It was pink and slick with Shannon’s juices, and Sandra buried her tongue right in the middle of it. She would flatten her tongue and rub the wide textured surface all across the woman’s mound. She felt Shannon gently pinching the fleshy area around the clit against the clitoral region and then tonguing that region, while continuing to finger Sandra’s anus. This combination of sensations was enough to push her over the edge, and Sandra moaned directly into her lover’s pussy as she climaxed. Her body twitched and trembled and her cum leaked onto Shannon’s face. Shannon was close behind Sandra, having her second orgasm of the evening. Both women kept kissing, licking and nuzzling all the way through the process, then started over again until they brought each other to orgasm one more time each.