The Tender Touch of Sight, Part 4

by My Girls

Little Rose licked her lips as she looked up at Miss Randell. The old woman’s eyes where shut as the orgasm subsided. Her last cup of the diuretic tea had filled her bladder and the old woman new the bed pan was needed again. She new it was nearby, but in her heightened state of pleasure and knowing the small youngster would gladly accept anything that came from inside her vagina she took hold of Rose’s head.

“Sweet one?” she whispered to the child.

“Yes Miss?” The girl answered back.

“Miss Randell needs to wee again. Do you think you would like to drink Miss Randell’s wee?”

The question was direct and daring and the old woman thought the child might say no.

There was a slight moment of silence before Rose whispered back,

“Oh please Miss I love you so much I would drink anything that you give me. Even your pee which splashed on my face earlier was yummy. Please let me?”

Miss Randell smiled pleased Rose accepted.

“Here little one let me give you my special wee to drink.”

Rose smiled back knowing Miss Randell could not see her, but it was an instant reaction.

Miss Randell opened her legs wider as Rose gazed in. Slipping her hands down Miss Randell took hold of each of her labia between thumb and forefinger and pulled them apart. Her old pussy gaped open and little Rose gazed upon it’s beauty. The lips pulled taught where like the wings of a butterfly even with two droplets of skin below amaking the image complete. In between were the folds of glistening pink inner flesh encasing the pleasant dark cave the smelt so womderous. Having never seeing a pussy so close and never one so exposed she was in awe of it’s beauty. The mass of silver pubic hairs looked soft and almost fluffy covering the woman’s groin and closer to her aromatic warm cunt they where matted with Rose’s saliva and the elders come. The light pinkness and glistening wet flesh was a spectacle and the strange shapes, folds and small moulds inside made it look even more pleasing to the eye. Rose new that was where the delicious creamy liquid that she had just drank came from and new that she wanted more. Just above the gaping hole she could see the small opening of the urethra. It was like a little eye and she instantly knew that was where her next refreshing drink was to emerge from. She opened her mouth and awaited the torrent of golden liquid that would fill her mouth and replete her thirst of this beautiful woman’s giving quality. Rose heard a sigh and she squinted as a spurt if warm clear urine splashed her face. A small adjustment and the fountain of delicious pee began to fill her small mouth. Rose could hear the strange sound as the pool of piss filled inside her and as the taste of it enveloped her tongue she gulped it down. It was not as tangy as before, but much more pleasant. With each mouthful she relished as she felt it’s warmth in her throat as it flowed down to her ravenous belly. The odd splatter of drops hit her face and she squinted her eyes even tighter. The spatter made her look as if she was sweating in the heat of the moment. Rose had almost had her fill but still the piss came and still she dank it all. So much came and just before the child gagged it subsided and almost stopped. Rose closed her mouth and as she licked her lips clean a couple more spurts hit her beautiful fresh face. The warm last spoils of delight that covered her face dripped onto her flat chest and trailed down her belly into the ‘v’ of her crotch and finally onto the wooden floor. Rose let out a gasp as she caught her breath and then a sigh as she rubbed the piss all over her body and slipped a hand between her thighs to massage it onto her bald little cunt.

“Oh Miss Randell that was delicious. I love you so much. Your wee was so warm. I never knew it would be so nice I loved it.”

Rose was so grateful for her liquid lunch.

Miss Randell was overjoyed that the child had enjoyed her so much she whispered to her,

“Come here little one and kiss me so I can see how much you enjoyed me?”

Rose stood up and bent down to Miss Randell. As their lips met and their tongues melted together Miss Randell savoured all the tastes of her come, piss and sweet saliva from the little ones mouth. She moaned as young Rose took hold of her and their kiss became more loving than lustful as if they could both fell a chemistry of closeness building between them.

Rose did not know what womanly love was. The only love she knew was the parental bond she had with her mother. This feeling deep inside her that she had for Miss Randell was similar but also so much different and far more intense. Her young mind at this time could not work out all the emotions she could feel. The buzz. The butterflies. The most pleasurable giddy delight of happiness and the most wonderful feeling of closeness when their bodies became one warm embodiment of old and young flesh.

Miss Randell held Rose’s buttock and tried and failed to pull the youngster up. Rose caught on and instead took the initiative. As Mss Randell moved back Rose climbed onto the bed. Still kissing and shovelling the two of them came to rest lying next to one another.

Miss Randell had already worked out the next part of Rose’s tuition. The child had learnt how to kiss and suckle. She new how to love and fulfil the desire in a woman’s cunt and drink the orgasm she had so expertly brought her to and lastly she had delighted in the drinking and relishing the warmth of her piss filled bladder. The next logical step was not always a certainty. She had only ever enticed one child to embark on this part of lesbianism. That was in itself a trial and error experiment resulting to Miss Randell’s delight the young girl taking the step toward the most delightful sexual experience she had ever had in her life. With Rose she thought it would be easy as this little treasure was so willing to devour every last part of her and to Miss Randell this would be the penultimate part of their lovemaking.

Miss Randell broke the kiss. Touching the child’s face and building an ever clearer picture of her beauty in her mind. Every smooth part of her skin Every hair above her eyes and strand of her long soft blonde hair on her brow. Her blindness had is someway become a blessing in disguise. The chance to touch and feel children in intimate ways. If not only the chance of a glancing touch of their bodies and their most personal and perfect parts was the chance to touch their face to see what beauty they posses. This disability was a sacrifice but the ultimate thing that any child lover could want, although she would have her sight back given the chance The thing that all people with sight take for granted. Not needing or having an excuse to touch a child the way she and many others would want to do so. Miss Randell could touch a child’s skin with ease with no repercussions or reserve from their parents.

Young Rose was indeed a precious and beautiful girl and Miss Randell new that she was just so. Rose saw the woman smile at her and she smiled back not for a second thinking Miss Randell didn’t know.

“Rose my sweet.” She whispered softly. “I Have one more thing to offer you.”

Rose was puzzled and could not think of another thing that this wonderful woman could give her to enjoy.

“Rose darling Miss Randell is going to turn over. My bottom is for you young one. All for you to kiss and play with. Would you like that baby?”

Miss Randells soft whispers where so alluring and comforting. Rose did not answer as the old lady manoeuvred her aged body into position. Rose kneeling behind her was puzzled what Miss Randell meant. A fleeting picture of an anus ran through her mind and a slight panic came over her that a girls bottom was yucky and dirty and could not be a place delight. Yes Rose had admired many a pert backside. Old and young alike. Even her mother’s and grandmother’s bums where pretty, but she had never even thought of what lay between the buttocks. Even when she touched herself when exploring had on the odd few occasions touched her puckered hole but did not ever feel the urge to go further.

Miss Randell opened her legs slightly as Rose stared at her saggy ass. Miss Randell’s wrinkled hands reached around and parted her old buttocks. Rose was astonished. This sight in front of her was strange , but it was also very sexy. Rose’s eyes gazed over the fleshy, wrinkled, parted sacks which looked like two bags hanging above her legs. The skin in the crevice between was smoother and slightly darker than the potted flesh that surrounded. From the top her eyes rolled down to see her puckered anus. It was even darker and looked like a ripe walnut jutting from between her globes surrounded with fine almost invisible hairs. As her eyes went further down the hair became coarser and then she saw the two long lips of the older woman’s vagina hanging down like two oversized pink droplets. Droplets she had sucked on and between the glorious delights of her twat that she had just tasted. Glistening with come and saliva Rose licked her lips again as she loved how Miss Randell’s come and pee tasted. Now she was going to see how her bottom tasted. Miss Randell gave her ass a little wriggle to coax the child on as she knew Rose was a little shy of approaching her ass hole which to most children is there for one thing only.

Miss Randell and anal sex was to her a new thing in the olden days. She herself never new about how good a little anal stimulation could feel until one bold child took it upon herself and inadvertently licked her there. After that moment she began to experiment with her fingers until one day she pushed a finger deep inside her ass. The pain that emanated from the obstructing muscles inside and out made her senses explode. Since that day she has enjoyed so many a painful anal invasion with a host of household implements and her small array of sexual toys.

Rose bent forward slowly as Miss Randell’s nails began to strain the flesh of her buttocks making small white orbs around each finger tip and the skin look stretched with long straight creases shooting out from each nail tip. The smell of sex that now filled the room became a stronger as her little nose inhaled the strong aroma from Miss Randell’s wet pussy. Then her nostrils flared as a whiff of the old woman’s ass hit her young acute sense of smell. Rose did not recoil in disgust as although it was a little musty it seemed to arouse a certain something. She had smelt a similar aroma before and she liked it. Rose could not place it for a millisecond and then she knew. It was like the smell of the changing rooms at school. That incessant smell of girls. The combinations of everything. The sweaty bodies of hundreds of girls. The smell of the water and shampoos form the shower. The pungent but almost sweet smell of soiled garments mixed with the cheap perfumes they all wear. This smell was making young Rose feel all giddy inside as did the overwhelming smell of Miss Randell’s beautiful pussy . The smell of her ass was now like the smell of her cunt that had lured and enticed a few of her students and Rose.

The inevitable happened as Rose opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Rose could feel the warmth of aromatic smells waft over her face. When the tip of her tongue touched the wrinkled nut she felt the old woman shudder in delight. It felt hard as Miss Randell clenched her budding aperture and then it softened as she invited the young child’s tongue to taste and feel it’s rippled texture. Rose licked around it flattening the fine hairs as she coated them in her sweet saliva. Rose placed her small hands above Miss Randell’s squeezing softly her soft pliant skin at the top of her buttocks. As Rose flattened her tongue over the bud she moaned softly as if agreeing that the anus was the recommendation of the day and the chefs special was indeed special. Her taste buds came alive tasting something again new and exciting. She stiffened her tongue and traced every ripple of the concave mound momentarily taking her tongue back to suck the taste into her mouth. She was almost certain it was going to disgust her, but was surprised it didn’t. The taste was so unlike the smell and hard to describe. It was in a way repelling, but given the situation with all these new senses, smells and tastes her mind was telling her it was sweet and most pleasurable. She did not ponder on the place she was tasting and then she did not even think it should taste disgusting..

Rose began to flicker her tongue over the Miss Randell’s anus as if it where an oversized clitoris and Miss Randell loved how it felt. How this girl was teasing her and how expertly she loved her body. So young yet so wise to her senses and if unbeknown this child could had been a lover for years. With no thought involved it was like an animal instinct that given this situation any girl would be doing the same.

Then Miss Randell seized an opportunity to give Rose access to her butt. Rose’s tongue flickered over the tiny central hole and Miss Randell just released her muscle and pushed her rectum open. Rose’s glancing tongue slipped inside as if it fell down a hole and began to tingle her taste buds once again with the inner sanctum of an anus. The warmth of the inner bowels was hot and the mucus covered walls coated her tongue. Rose again recoiled her tongue to taste the woman’s ass and again it was beautiful. The anal slime was tangy. It Had a metallic taste like blood and a hint of something hard to describe. It had all these mixtures and rolled into one it was unique and quite pleasant after all the momentary lapses of concentration of where this viscous meal was being offered from. Rose revelled now in this new area tasting and loving Miss Randell’s ass. Miss Randell herself was enjoying every plunge although not very deep and painful she was pleased this child was now initiated into the joys of pleasuring her old rectum. She new in time Rose herself would enjoy her assault on her tiny body showing her how it can be loved and satisfied by an older experienced woman. Given Rose is a virgin Miss Randell was respectful of her loving. Not as immature and childish as she had thought. Lots of girls she had molested had fit’s of giggles ruining many a moment of lustful seduction and these girls she dismissed and left well alone to concentrate on others that might in a way appreciate her love for them in a way no other adult would or could.

Rose was now gorging on her ass as she did her cunt and this rapturous munching, slurping and moans was sending Miss Randell wild. Welling inside her was another almighty orgasm which she didn’t want Rose to miss. Like a young girl Miss Randell flipped her body shocking young Rose still devouring her to have her face plunged back deep onto the old woman’s gaping cunt. Miss Randell let out moans of joy as she could feel all the glands inside her erupt letting out the cream of sex to the awaiting child to drink. Rose lapped every drop of the old woman’s elixir given to her as her youthful face was muffled into Miss Randell’s huge lips and gaping hole covering her face in wondrous delightful juices.

Miss Randell’s libido was still strong but she new it would not last as long as in her youthful years, but so wanted to give Rose the chance to enjoy her love and passion she had shown children before. Rose was non expectant as she was more than welcome to give pleasure. Not having been on the receiving end she did not know how good this rampant old woman could pleasure her Miss Randell was going to give her all and show the child how beautiful lesbian child love could be.

Rose had finished her liquid meal and crawled up the woman’s body kissing and licking. Momentarily she took a few minutes to suckle her nipples that had to be manoeuvred up from Miss Randell’s side as they sagged flatly almost into her arms pits. As they kissed Miss Randell tasted herself and still new she had what others wanted. She whispered sweet joys of thankfulness into Rose’s ears as she kissed and cleaned her face with her tongue. Rose loved each long lick off her face thinking Miss Randell was now getting an even clearer image of her looks and also knowing how she tasted. This was far from over as Miss Randell wanted to taste every inch of this fresh young thing to have every last millimetre imprinted in her mind. Given this could be her last lover she wanted to embrace every thing about her. ’Live every day as it where her last’ she had thought to herself since her fall. Given this little child is such a blessing she had to make love to her so she knew that she would die a happy woman. This could be her last lesson in love and she was going to make Rose her best taught student. This child she knew could give other residents a final and most amazing send off before they departed this earth but while he was around she wanted to teach and have her to herself.