Date: Wed, 26 Feb 2003 21:58:19 -0800 From: Ronnie Subject: THE LAST OF THE RED HOT ALL AMERICAN LESBIAN VIRGINS-PART 2 Ladies and gentlmen, I have returned with the second part of the all new story. To reiterate the rules, if you are underage, live where it is unlawful to read this or are just plain offended by the notion of two young women in love with each other, then please do us a favor and leave for your own sakes and good. Any further questions? If not, then let's resume our story then, shall we? THE LAST OF THE RED HOT ALL AMERICAN LESBIAN VIRGINS by Keith It had been two weeks since that fateful Wednesday when Seanne broke up with Ianne. During that time, Ianne was miserable and depressed about it. She found it hard to concentrate on her school and homework, as well as, her music. Mr. Kellerman, her music teacher at Las Carmenitas High where she attended school, was naturally concerned about her and inquired caringly and discreetly. Ianne informed him about the nasty altercation she had with her girlfriend, and apologized for being so out of it for the last two weeks. She made a promise not to let it get to her and resolved to put the thought of Seanne with one of the superficial girls in school out of her mind. So it was on that Wednesday afternoon, two weeks later, that she vowed to follow up on her promise to her music teacher. The fifth period bell was about to ring for Ianne was not about to miss her math class, which she hated because she was so poor with numbers and word problems. With her trusty guitar slung on her back, she strode hurriedly across campus to get to class. She was so in a rush to get to math class, that she did not see someone coming her way. They bumped into each other, surprising one another, forcing each to pick up her/his own books as swiftly as could be done, when Ianne looked up to see who she had bumped into, she was pleasantly surprised by what she ran into. It was a most beautiful of all girls, beautiful but in an innocent way. She was slightly plump, hiding her form in one of those antique dresses from the 50's. Her blonde hair was tied back in a half updo while she hurriedly and frantically apologized to the young girl she had bumped into. Ianne was immediately taken away by her gentle grace and promptly handed her school books back to her as fast as she could. The late bell was about to ring, but not before they each exchanged names. "Hi, my name is Andra. What's yours?" "Uh...Ianne. Just Ianne. You know what, we should be getting to class now. Where can I find you and when can I see you again,...uh...Andra?" "We'll run into each other again....eventually", said Andra with a somewhat sheepish grin as she hurried to her next class leaving Ianne to hurry over to Math, which she still hated very much. Ianne somehow knew in her heart that her luck was about to change for the better as we shall soon see. It was much later at her own house, inside her own room that Ianne rested quietly on her bed, reflecting on the events of the last two weeks leading up to today. She just laid there all tired out from crying her own heart to herself and to anyone who would listen to her current problems. There was a knock on her door. "Whoever's outside the door, I'm in no mood to entertain, thank you very, very much." The door opened anyway to reveal a younger girl of about 14 with her dirty blonde hair all straight and midlength down to her shoulders. She was dressed in an old flannel shirt all tucked inside a pair of faded jeans she always wore to school. Her name was Jordanne Flynn and she had come to see what was the matter with her close friend, Ianne. "Hello, Ianne Sunshine. How are you feeling tonight", she would always call her whenever she announced herself to her best friend. "A little better, but not by much", Ianne said to Jordanne with a residual sadness in her heart as she sat up on her bed to converse with her. "I see that you have suffered a loss or a trauma, would it be all right if you told me about it?", Jordanne asked Ianne. "To tell you the truth.......Seanne broke up with me two weeks ago, and I have barely begun to get over her, if you must know, Jordanne." "Oh dear Merciful Heaven, I'm so very sorry for your loss. Can I at least comfort you in any way possible. Just say so and name it , I will do so, my Lao Pengyou." Ianne thought about it for a moment silently with Jordanne looking on in wonder, inquiring innocently, awaiting her answer. It was a little more than a few minutes when Ianne looked up into Jordanne's baby blue eyes that she nurtured an idea. "You know what, Jordanne?" "Yes, My Lao Pengyou?" "I do have something for you that you can do for me because I can and will trust no one else, but you with it to help me." "What is thy request, My Lao Pengyou?" Ianne quickly leaned over to her desk that was adjacent to her bed, reached for her backpack, pulled it to her on her bed and began thumbing through it, in search of something. It took her not long until she pulled a minute vial of a strange kind of fluid that was pale violet, glowing eerily upon touching it. "On my way home from school, I had to go to the store to pick up some things for my mom for dinner earlier this evening when a strange woman walked up to me. She pulled me aside and she presented me with this tiny little test tube filled with this strange purple substance within it. She told me that it would be the answer to all my personal problems and private fantasies." Ianne told Jordanne about the vial of unearthly liquid she was given to by this woman. It was supposed to be an erotic enhancer geared almost exclusively to women whether young or old, and that it would work best if she applied just a tiny amount to her clitoris and let the rest take care of itself. She was told that the effects would last for exactly six weeks, and after the six weeks had ended, she would need to re-apply , but not too much or it would malfunction if not administered properly. She handed the vial to Jordanne for her to look at and take in its manifestation. The young 14-year old girl gazed amazedly and wide eyed at the minute plastic tube that glowed warmly, but not hot enough to scald her palm when she held it. Suddenly, an overwhelming calm and serenity overtook Jordanne as she looked at Ianne straight into her eyes, piercing her to her very soul. There was a long silence between the two which lasted for more than ten-fifteen minutes until Jordanne broke the quietude. "Do you want me to administer this tonic to your clitoris, Ianne?", she asked softly, but lustily, all sultry and sensually as if in heat. "Would you be a dear and do so for me, Jordanne?", Ianne said as she lay down waiting for her close friend to unzip her cargo shorts she always wore to school. She returned the look into Jordanne's eyes awaiting her response. Jordanne placed the vial in her shirt breast pocket and crawled up into Ianne's face staring longingly into Ianne's eyes with a lust in heart that matched her friend's. "First. let me make you feel so good all over your body, my Lao Pengyou." When Jordanne finished the final syllable, she closed her eyes and kissed Ianne fully on her lips. She placed her head between her hands as they kissed each other passionately for a moment or so. When she finished, she slowly, sexily and seductively lowered herself to Ianne's abdomen kissing it all the while. She had reached to within proper level of her friend's stomach and began to unbutton her baggy flannel shirt and pull up her thermal bra tank top exposing her navel region. Jordanne was about to fulfill her Ianne's request, but she was doing so in her own speed, at her own pace and taking her sweet time doing so. She stared longingly at Ianne's exposed belly and begun running and rubbing her hands all over it, sensualyy and erotically, taking in the sight of her amazing body all the while. "Oooh you have such a wonderfully beautiful body, Ianne. So sexy, supple, and soft to the touch. I just want to rub my hands all over it, making you feel so good all over", Jordanne said to Ianne as she massaged and caressed her naked belly, kissing it every now and then. Ianne relaxed, reclining on her bed, closing her eyes, luxuriating in the loving strokes of her friend's gifted hands. "You do that so well and sooo good, Jordanne. Would you please rub the solution on my clitoris now, pretty please?", Ianne begged lost in the tender and remedial feelings as Jordanne licked up her navel area like a puppy. Now the moment had come. Jordanne got to between her legs and lovingly and erotically unbuttoned and unzipped Ianne's cargo shorts. Taking the tube out from her breast pocket, Jordanne uncorked the top and poured just a tiny drop of the mysterious solution on her right finger. Ianne's shorts and bikini briefs were already down to her knees exposing her naked and vulnerable vagina for her friend to admire and adore when she rubbed the tiny drop on Ianne's clitoris and rubbed it around there. She raised herself up a bit and watched something truly magical about to happen. Ianne's clitoris literally erected itself upward turning into a fully functional penis. Jordanne said not a word, but dove down on her friend's newly formed magical phallus and sucked it in an up and down motion which drove Ianne absolutely wild. The older girl gasped and arched her back, bucking almost into the air as Jordanne sucked and fellated her with reckless abandon. She sucked and sucked harder and harder, sending Ianne into a state of ecstacy well beyond her experiences with Seanne until those two weeks ago when she broke up with her. She could barely keep her arousal to a lull as Jordanne gave her a remedy that she would never ever forget. Ianne panted and almost hyperventilated as she was about to reach an Earth shattering climax unlike any she had experienced before in her young life. Any moment now..............Explosion! Ianne exploded into Jordanne's eager, awaiting and hungry mouth as she ejaculated her magical semen gushing down her throat as Jordanne swallowed hungrily every last drop. The ejaculation lasted for what seemed to be an hour or so as Jordanne licked up and down Ianne's magical phallus taking any remaining drop of her mystical semen into her wonderful mouth with her tongue. When she had finished fellating her older best friend, Jordanne licked her lips, smacking them lustfully and satisfactorily as Ianne lay on her bed recovering from her state of erotic bliss, luxuriating in it all. "You taste sooo good, Ianne", Jordanne said to Ianne appreciatively as she licked and deep throated her fingers taking in any residual semen that remained on her hands. "I do, don't I?" "Yes, you do, my Lao Pengyou. Your cum tastes so sweet and warm inside my mouth and down my throat. Where did you say you got this from, Ianne?" "I told you, Jordanne. From some mysterious woman I ran into while I was at the store for my mom." "Well, whatever it is, it tastes so delicious, almost nutritive in a way. How did you say this lasts?" "For about six weeks or so, maybe more or less." For the rest of the early evening Jordanne and Ianne talked for awhile, eventually reaching to the subject of the girl Ianne bumped into at school earlier in the day. It was getting late and it was time for Jordanne to return home, but not before she promised to keep what transpired here this night a secret until it was the right to tell her newest potential squeeze: Andra Cranswell, one of the last of the red hot all American virgins. TO BE CONTINUED I shall return with the next chapter of this story. There may be some paragraphs missing from it. I know why, but if there are some missing words, I do apologize and shall try to remedy the problem. If you have any questions, comments, or criticisms, please do give me a buzz and I shall respond back to you shortly when I can. Until then, bye for now. You know where to reach me at Stonefeet@hotmail.com. BYE FOR NOW