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Juvenile Lesbians

by sagetoad

Caution: This story contains strong Elements of sex between juvenile lesbian girls in detention

"For the aforementioned crimes, and a pattern of violence, I hereby sentence you to serve the remainder of your childhood, 3 years, 4 months, and 16 days, in the 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"If you continue with this attitude, I'm afraid I can no longer represent you, young lady."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 18, but they looked 35. 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 gets 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 sight 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. Gingerly, she 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 the pussy in front of her.

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.