Juvenile Lesbians

    "For the aforementioned crimes, and a pattern of violence, I
hereby sentence you to serve the remainder of your childhood,
three years and seven month, in the nearest juvenile detention
facility. Do you understand, Miss Crawford?"
    "Yeah, Judge," Sarah said with an air of unconcern. She was
scared shitless, but she wouldn't let it show, not in front of
that asshole.
    "I suggest you be more respectful," Mrs. Uleo, her worthless
lawyer whispered urgently.
    "Why, the asshole already screwed me, why kiss his ass now?"
    "If you continue with this attitude, I'm afraid I can no
longer represent you, young lady.
    "Wow, no shit? Do me that favor, will you? You lazy piece
of shit. If I had a real lawyer I wouldn't be going to detention
now, would I. No wonder your ass is free. Go ahead, run," Sarah
called as her lawyer packed her things and ran for the door.
    "Worthless piece of shit," Sarah growled, loud enough for the
entire room to hear her. "I'll look your ass up when I get out,
bitch!"
    "That will be enough, young lady," the judge roared, banging
his gavel.
    "Fuck you, chubby."
    She was rushed out of the room with the laughter of the
audience still in her ears. With a slight grin on her face she
was led outside into a white van. That was her last day in the
"real world".

    Detention was a dormitory and a school. She realized that
must be why they called it reform school. She also suddenly
realized that nearly everybody in the school was badder than her
on her worst day. She was a lightweight compared to the women
inside. Some were almost 21, but they looked 45. They were
covered with self-inflicted tatoo's, torn and dirty clothing, and
unwashed bodies that were rank even from several feet away. As
she was led into the mass confusion of the processing room, she
looked around at the noise in stark terror.
    "Strip," a chinless guard with no hair ordered, holding a
baton in her hands.
    "No way," Sarah said, proud of her haughty demeanor. She was
struck in the back of the knees, then the baton was thrust into
the center of her lower back. She screamed in pain and went down
to her knees.
    "Hey, you can't do that," Sarah said with tears in her eyes.
    "Yeah, right," the matron said and drew back her baton again.
"No, I'll do it," Sarah said, tearing her clothing off.
    "Fold them," the matron ordered, staring at Sarah's nakedness
in unconcern.
    Sarah folded her clothes and put everything into a box, then
marked it with her name. She was given a gray skirt and white
blouse, black shoes and white sox. The underwear was something
from the dark ages. When she was finally dressed, she looked up
expectantly. In the next hour she received her physical, her
bedding and bath items, and led to her bed, which turned out to
be one of many in a large bay. It was the worst day of her life.
She cried for over an hour before she finally fell asleep.

    "I'm serious, Laurie said enthusiastically. "If you want
easy time on the inside, you need to become one of Carter's toys.
She's a good person."
    "I'm not into that lesbian shit," Sarah said as she bounced
on the bed, eating a twinkie. Laurie had become her best friend
over the past few months. Laurie could get her hands on anything
and went out of her way to make Sarah feel special.
    "Neither was I," Laurie said, holding one of Sarah's hands,
"but if you want to make it inside, you need a friend. Joan is
my special friend, she get's me stuff, anything I want on the
outside."
    "And what exactly do I have to do?"
    "Make love to her once in a while. Sometimes it's only once
a month, sometimes more. I have really grown to like it. With
no guys around it's the next best thing, don't you think?"
    "Maybe," Sarah said as she took another bite of her twinkie,
"this shit is seriously good," she held the last of the twinkie
aloft, then slid it into her mouth in a sword swallowing act.
Laurie laughed and slapped her hand.
    Sarah wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and gave Laurie
a serious look.
    "So what exactly do you do with her, do you like lick her
pussy?"
    "Yeah, sometimes. Sometimes she does me. She says I taste
like candy."
    "Would you do me sometimes?" Sarah asked seriously.
    "Maybe, if you join Dr. Carter. Will you?" Laurie asked with
a tense expression.
    "Yeah, why not," Sarah said, trying not to show her
nervousness. "Can you tell her for me?"
    "Sure, I'll tell her right now," Laurie cried, jumping down
to the floor and running out of the bay. Sarah smiled as she
watched the skinny little girl disappear.
    Laurie returned in moments and led Sarah to the doctor's
office. She entered and turned to find Laurie gone. Even more
nervous now she watched the doctor working on the far side of the
room.
    "Go ahead and sit down, I'll be with you in a minute," the
doctor said, then turned and approached Sarah where she sat next
to her desk. To Sarah's complete surprise the doctor handed her
a drink. It was a screwdriver, of all things, and it was
absolutely fabulous.
    "Welcome to my little harem," the doctor said with a nice
smile. "Please, ask me anything."
    "Uh, who do I have to screw," Sarah finally asked, doing a
poor impersonation of some movie she once saw.
    "Me," the doctor said simply, with a smile.
    "Miss..."
    "Call me Joan," the doctor interrupted.
    "Joan, I've never done anything like this before. I don't
know what to do."
    "That's what makes you so unique, and enjoyable. Don't
worry, I'll talk you through it. Do you know which you would
prefer for your first time?"
    "Huh?"
    "Would you like to make love to me, or would you like me to
make love to you?"
    "I think," Sarah stopped and swallowed nervously, "I think
I'd like to try you while you talk me through it, if you don't
mind."
    "Hell no, I don't mind at all. In fact you are the first. I
knew you were different. First, let's take off our clothes."
    "Sure," Sarah said, shaking like a fool. Sarah felt totally
naked and vulnerable, with her clothes off, but she was
fascinated by the site of Joan nude. She could never remember
being so close to a naked woman before, it was fascinating.
    Sarah didn't know what to do. She slid out of the chair and
went down to her knees in front of her doctor's chair. Slowly,
looking at Joan for approval, she leaned down and sniffed the air
between Joan's legs, but not too close. It smelled good, like a
woman. Sarah licked her dry lips and tried to get ahold of her
nerves.
She gingerly reached out an placed one hand on each of Joan's
thighs. They were warm and very soft. She moved her face closer
until she could smell the perfumed fragrance of Joan's skin. She
kissed her inner thigh experimentally, then took a good look at
Joan's pussy for the first time. She had a dark patch of black
hair, more hair than Sarah. The pussy looked much like Sarah's.
It was very wet and fragrant. Sarah inhaled deeply and decided it
was a good smell. She looked up into Joan's eye, then extended
her tongue and touched the hot flesh of Joan's pussy.
Joan sighed deeply and closed her eyes. Sarah tasted the trace
of juice on her tongue and decided she liked it. She licked more
boldly, enjoying the rich flavor of Joan, but enjoying her
reaction even more. Joan shuddered and gasped as Sarah's tongue
slid through her wet folds of flesh. When the tongue reached her
clit, Joan gasped and stiffened. Amazed at such a reaction Sarah
opened the folds of her pussy and found the clit, then began
flicking her tongue across the little bud.
Joan cried out and stiffened, thrusting her pussy slightly
forward to meet Sarah's tongue. Losing the last of her
hesitation, Sarah clamped her warm lips over the wet mound and
began sucking as her tongue lashed Joan's womanly fruit.
Becoming even more enthusiastic, Sarah dove into the woman's
crotch whole-heartedly, working her face from side to side, while
her mouth sucked and tongued her pussy. With a death
grip on each leg, Sarah drove her tongue up inside Joan while her
sucking lips drew her womanly nectar from her loins.
Panting and tossing on the chair, Joan suddenly fell back and
spread her legs wider. Although Sarah was new at this sort of
thing, she realized that Joan was nearing her orgasm. It was
exciting to watch the thigh muscles tense and vibrate in time
with her lashing tongue. Sarah puckered her lips and sealed them
over the little clit at the top of Joan's pussy and lashed it at
the same time. She moved her merciless tongue to the top of the
fleshy envelope, turning her head slightly so she could rake her
tongue from the top, down across the clit and back again. Joan
panted loudly with each stroke.
Gasping, Joan pulled her tightly into her pussy, then with a little
scream she threw herself back in the chair, rolling her head
from side to side. Joan
humped her pussy against Sarah's working mouth,
moaning loudly. Sarah intensified her attack on Joan's poor clit,
sucking and licking it at the same time. Joan squeaked loudly and
stiffened, then humped her pussy helplessly against Sarah's face
as her orgasm exploded from her loins. Her warm juices were being
sucked from her pussy by Sarah's searching lips. Sarah knew it
would be her last chance to feast on her doctor's sweet juices,
because in a moment her pussy would be too sensitive to allow any
contact. When Sarah felt Joan's legs clench around her face,
she stopped and waited for the doctor to relax.
It's time I gave you a good eating," Joan said playfully as she sat up and
pulled Sarah forward. "Up on the desk," she said, slapping the
top of the desk with a hand.
    Sarah started to lay back, but Joan reached up and pulled her
upright, smiling into her eyes as she worked her mouth against
her womanhood. Licking and sucking, she bathed the outer lips of
pussy flesh liberally, then snaked her tongue up into Sarah,
curling out the juices for her sucking lips.
Pressing her lips directly over the vulva, she sucked what few
juices were left, then drank them gratefully. With her own
gratification over, she concentrated on lashing Sarah's clit with
her tongue. Sarah cried out and held her breath, trying to
restrain her cries, so they wouldn't be heard through the thin
walls. She gasped suddenly and bent forward over Joan's head,
pulling it forcefully into her crotch. Joan continued to eat in
the awkward position, trying to breath when she could. She was
relieved when Sarah finally sat back and started humping her sex
against Joan's mouth.
Joan recognized the little panting cries for the start of
Sarah's orgasm. She doubled her efforts on Sarah's clit. Sarah's
cries got louder and louder until she suddenly stiffened and bit
her lips to keep from screaming. As her orgasm tore her loins
apart, her pussy twisted inside Joan's mouth. She pumped it
against that sweet mouth, giving her final offering of juices to
the warm, sucking lips. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, then
gradually lessened until Sarah fell back on the desk in total
exhaustion.
    Sarah lay back, relaxing while she watched the doctor slip
back into her white uniform. Joan looked up and smiled at
Sarah's youthful nakedness, then leaned down and kissed her
breast tenderly.
    "So, is there anything I can get you?" Joan asked as she
pulled back her chair and sat, watching Sarah dress.
    "Can I make a list?"
    Joan laughed and handed her a pen and pad.