After far too much hesitation and the halting advance so far, Lena finally dove into Vivi's sex and gorged herself on the taste of girlhood. She started with long, slow, deep licks that speared her tongue down into the hot furrow of Vivi's opening, licks that prodded the smooth firmness of her perineum, that traced around the pink border of her labia. She lowered Vivi to the ground and bent her legs back up toward her chest to make the heavenly slash easier to access, plumbing it with her dextrous tongue and savoring the delicate flavors of her lover's body. All this time, she never once touched Vivi's clit. She would roll her tongue along the ruffled edge of one pink lip, riding it all the way toward its source but stopping just shy or skipping over the delicate button that nestled there. Likewise she would feign coming in to take the nub in her mouth only to hover just above it, letting the heat of her breath tease of the incredible pleasures that would come if only she would just touch it.
When she finally gave in to the desire to please her lover fully, she quickly pressed her lips around the tiny nub, rolling them back and forth so that Vivi's most sensitive place was lost in the soft caress of a slippery mouth. With this she deftly parted the hood around the tiny pearl and, with no barrier of skin to dull the sensation, she assailed the tiny burning nubbin with every ounce of her passion, panting "please come for me" as she stroked it in slow circles with her stiff, hot tongue.