Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By callmeQ67

{ This story was originally posted at Lesbian Lolita in April 2009 }

It was late afternoon, and an attractive blonde lay on her back smiling as the sex sweat dried on her body. She was basking in the afterglow of some the most delicious lovemaking she’d ever experienced. Turning her head to one side, the woman admired the sleeping form of her young lover.

She was a gorgeous creature. Her body was at that exquisite, fleeting stage between little girl and teen hottie, when hips begin to grow round and breasts begin to swell. Asleep, she looked like an angel with thick, dark hair framing her face, long eyelashes brushing her smooth cheeks. Her full lips, now somewhat bruised, were parted as she breathed quietly in her sleep. Only twenty minutes earlier, those lips were sucking the older woman’s labia, and the memory of that lovely young face between her thighs was enough to make her weak with desire all over again.

The blonde woman had put the young girl through her paces. She’d kissed and licked every inch of the girl’s youthful flesh, including her adorable toes and puckered anus. The girl’s skin was so smooth and supple and flawless she couldn’t seem to touch it enough. She’d used all of her skills, acquired through years of practice, to bring the youngster to orgasm many times.

Then she had demanded the girl perform those same acts on her.

Finally, the older woman had shown the girl how they could do each other at the same time, and they’d rolled over and over on the damp sheets, each of them crying and screaming into the other’s sopping pussy.

Soon it would be time to wake the girl up and send her home. But she still had a few minutes to reflect on how quickly it had all come together, and to look forward to a whole summer of forbidden pleasure with her new fuck toy.

*****

Earlier that day, Melinda Lunsford surveyed the Westchester Country Club pool through her oversized designer sunglasses. Scattered around the pool was a bevy of affluent housewives like herself, soaking up the June sun and flaunting their pricey designer swimwear. Some were keeping a close watch on their toddlers’ swimming lesson at the shallow end of the pool. A group of four women were finishing a late lunch and, based on the volume and pitch of their voices, enjoying a second or maybe a third cocktail.

A movement caught her eye. Melinda’s friend Brooke waved, motioning her to an empty chair. She headed directly for the spot, forcing a waiter with a tray of drinks to step out of her way.

“Hey, girl,” Melinda said, bending to kiss her friend on both cheeks, European style.

“Hey, babe,” said Brooke. “Drink?”

“Why yes, I believe I will. What are you having?”

“Margarita on the rocks.”

“Perfect.”

Melinda signaled to a waiter.

“Another margarita for Mrs. Leslie and one for me. And please don’t be too long, I’m absolutely dying of thirst.”

Both women scanned the pool as they waited for their drinks.

“Have you spotted any new talent?” Melinda asked, after a minute.

“Well, you’ve seen the Collins girl, right?”

“Mmm. She is a sweetie.”

Sarah Collins was sixteen years old and one of the junior lifeguards assisting with the swimming lessons. A willowy blonde with striking blue eyes, she was at that moment supporting a little boy as he kicked and splashed in the chlorinated water.

“But something tells me,” said Brooke, “that she is more to your taste.”

As Melinda watched, a vision of jailbait loveliness stepped out of the pool. Another junior lifeguard, this youngster had dark hair tied back in a ponytail and a rounded, cherubic face. She wore an athletic style two-piece bathing suit, designed to stay in place and not reveal too much. But Melinda could hardly overlook the girl’s ripening body.

Why would an attractive thirty-one year old housewife be drawn to a young female lifeguard? Simply put, Melinda and Brooke were closet lesbians whose passion was seducing young girls.

The women had met three years earlier when Melinda and her husband joined the Club. Acceptance at the Westchester was a momentous event in the lives of the couple, indicating to themselves and the world that they had ‘arrived’. Melinda and her husband, Todd, were the products of well-to-do families with high expectations. They had been given every advantage in life including good looks, education at top-drawer universities, and influential friends.

Now after five years of marriage, the couple had achieved many of their ambitions. Todd was an absurdly well-compensated bond trader on Wall Street. They had a huge, impressive house in a wooded suburb in Westchester County, an hour by train from Manhattan. Todd drove to the station every morning in a Lexus, while Melinda ran errands in a BMW convertible. They had closets full of tasteful and expensive clothes, beautiful furnishings and every convenience known to mankind.

But Melinda quickly discovered that the trappings of success left her unsatisfied. There was one element missing from her idyllic life: the passionate lesbian sex she had first tasted at her exclusive boarding school, and explored further at the elite all-women’s college from which she had graduated with honors.

Melinda had met Brooke shortly after joining the Westchester, and they’d had a brief, stormy affair. They soon decided that they were both too headstrong to be a good match as lovers. The women had remained friends, however, and shared a common interest in the delights of teenage girls. At that point it was only a fantasy, but after many false starts Brooke had succeeded in luring a seventeen- year-old high school senior to her bed.

For nearly a full year she had kept Melinda enthralled with stories of the girl’s svelte teenage body and her willingness to experiment sexually. The next summer Melinda had found her own young lover, a sixteen-year-old tennis prodigy. Since those early conquests, both women had sampled the charms of half a dozen young lovelies, and Brooke had pointed out that as they aged (gracefully, it must be said), the girls they enjoyed seemed to get younger. Melinda’s latest had been only fourteen.

“So what do you know about her?” Melinda asked, as both women watched the brunette lifeguard enter the pool hand-in-hand with a frightened toddler.

“Not much. She just started working yesterday. Her mother is newly widowed.”

“Really? How wonderfully tragic. How old is she?”

“Guess.”

This was a game the friends played often. They were both connoisseurs of young girls, and took a keen interest in the endless variety of adolescent development. The ages of twelve to sixteen were such a delicate phase. Some matured very early, quickly rounding into the shapes they would assume in later years, while others retained the boyish figures of childhood well into their teens.

The girl in question appeared to fall somewhere in the middle. Though her frame was not yet full-grown, she had quite prominent breasts, a deliciously rounded bottom, and a layer of baby fat produced the hint of a roll above the waistband of her bathing suit. There was also a suggestion of the slightly protruding belly that Melinda adored. She knew that a girl with this sort of a figure could easily run to fat as she aged, if she wasn’t careful.

But there was little danger of that for years to come. Right now, the junior lifeguard was the ideal embodiment of Melinda’s lust. Her skin was absolutely smooth and unblemished, in the way that only the skin of the very young can be. There was not a single pimple, stretch mark or any other flaw to mar her youthful perfection.

“Hmmm. I’d say fifteen going on sixteen,” Melinda guessed.

“Ha! You’re way off. She won’t be fourteen until November.”

Melinda sucked in her breath. My God! She thought. Only thirteen!

“I claim her,” said Melinda. “She’s mine.”

“Not if I get to her first, bitch.”

The two randy dykes smiled at each other. This was going to be fun.

Ninety minutes later Melinda was feeling reckless. She’d just drained her third margarita and the tequila had done its work. Brooke had disappeared somewhere – probably scouting for new girls to seduce. Melinda was just thinking about going to look for her when the little lifeguard of her dreams walked by in the direction of the pool house.

She and Brooke had been waiting for this moment since the swimming lesson ended, but Dream Girl had lingered by the pool to catch some rays. Melinda lowered her sunglasses to watch the girl walk by. She was just as flawless at close range. Her skin fairly radiated youth and good health, her budding breasts jiggled only very slightly with each step. Melinda risked checking out her butt as she walked away, and it was perfect. It twitched nicely as she moved, and the fabric of her bikini bottom was drawn up just a little into her crack.

“Jesus,” Melinda whispered. She stubbed out her half-smoked cigarette and followed.

Melinda paused as she entered the building. She needed a strategy, how best to make her approach? From Brooke she’d learned a few more details about her quarry, including her name, Courtney. The really juicy bit of gossip, though, was reason the poor child was now fatherless. He had been a top executive at a high-powered investment firm that had gone belly up, losing billions in investor money. When it became clear he might be indicted for his role in the fiasco he’d blown his brains out with a Glock 9mm. Melinda wondered how she could use this information to her advantage.

As Melinda entered the dressing room, Courtney had just wrapped herself modestly in a towel and headed towards the large communal shower. Melinda cursed her timing – she had missed seeing the girl undress. Naturally, she decided she needed a shower herself.

Melinda had no qualms about revealing her body to the young girl. At thirty-one, the errant wife had never been in better shape. She was blessed with a good figure, and hours in the club gym kept it that way. Her spectacular D-cup breasts had been attracting the attention of both men and women since she was fifteen. And while Melinda enjoyed the sun, she always protected her skin with sunscreen. She did not want to end up like those women who spent half the year in Florida, and whose skin was as rough as alligator hide by age fifty. She quickly peeled off her black Dolce & Gabbana bikini and stepped into the shower room.

Melinda took the shower next to Courtney’s. Standing beside the girl, it was clear that she still had a lot of growing up to do. Melinda was nearly a head taller, and she saw that Courtney’s figure was far from fully developed. Careful not to stare, she checked out the girl’s breasts. They were even more beautiful than she had imagined. High and upturned, they had pink cone-shaped aureoles that jutted out, begging to be sucked. The girl’s hips were nicely rounded but still almost boyishly narrow. Melinda didn’t dare let her eyes linger.

Why, she’s still just a child, Melinda thought, but a child ripe for the plucking.

“Hi, I’m Melinda,” she said brightly. “Are you new here?”

The girl looked up shyly. “Um, yeah. I’m Courtney. I’m a lifeguard.”

Melinda watched as the young teen took in her mature nakedness. The girl’s eyes loitered on Melinda’s full breasts and clean-shaven pussy. Then she quickly turned away and resumed lathering her firm young body.

“Wow, a lifeguard. How old are you?”

“Thirteen.”

“My goodness. That seems like a lot of responsibility for someone so young.”

“It’s not so hard. And my mom says I need to be more responsible since… since my dad…”

The girl turned toward the wall and covered her face with her hands. Her shoulders began to heave with sobs.

“Oh, sweetheart! I’m so sorry. Did I say something wrong?”

Courtney shook her head back and forth, unable to speak. The compassionate woman in Melinda felt her heart go out to the child in her suffering. The confirmed lecher in her saw an opening.

“Honey, come here,” she said, putting her arms around the girl. “Let me give you a hug.”

Melinda pulled the youngster tight against her body.

In grief, Courtney forgot her shyness, and nestled her face right between Melinda’s wet, naked breasts.

“That’s right, sweetie, you go ahead and cry,” Melinda said, rubbing the girl’s back.

The poor child did cry, for a good five minutes. It seems the gods of lust were with Melinda because no one else came into the shower during that time. Not that she was doing anything amiss – yet. But just the same it might be a little hard to explain. Gradually Courtney’s sobs died away. After another moment she looked up, and Melinda smiled at her.

“There now,” she said. “Do you feel better?”

Courtney nodded and smiled back. Then she giggled.

“But I made a mess all over your boobs.”

Melinda looked down and saw the girl’s tears and snot smeared on her breast.

Courtney reached out to wipe it away then quickly drew back her hand, blushing furiously.

“I’m sorry, I…”

They both laughed then, and Courtney felt a welling of affection for this attractive, sympathetic woman.

“Don’t be embarrassed, it’s just us girls here,” said Melinda, and quickly, pressed the advantage. “Let me wash your hair,” she offered. “A nice scalp massage will do you good.”

Courtney agreed, and it did feel good.

Melinda admired the girl’s little round ass as she worked her fingers in the dark, thick tresses. She wanted to reach around her and grab those lovely tits, but she knew the time was not right.

Patience, she told herself.

Without any prompting Courtney told the story of her father’s suicide as they dressed.

Melinda made appropriately sensitive noises (and noted that Courtney didn’t put on a bra under her t-shirt).

The girl explained that her mother now worked long hours in the city to make the payments on their expensive suburban house. “I told her we should sell it, that we don’t need that big house. But she won’t listen to me.”

“You poor thing,” said Melinda. “You must hardly see her.”

“I don’t. She usually doesn’t get home until after eight, and she’s so tired she goes to bed without dinner sometimes. It’s crazy.”

Melinda’s mind was racing.

“Listen,” she said. “I know we’ve just met, but why don’t you come home with me and we’ll have a snack and do girl stuff for the rest of the afternoon? Come on, it will be fun.”

Courtney didn’t need much convincing. She felt herself drawn to the older woman.

“Wow, nice car,” she said when they reached Melinda’s convertible.

“Thanks. Hop in and we’ll put the top down.”

They chatted amiably on the short drive to Melinda’s house, their hair drying in the breeze. By the time they reached her house, Courtney was perfectly at ease.

Once inside, Melinda invited her guest to make herself comfortable while she got them something to eat and drink.

Courtney sank into a deep sofa and looked around. The house was fabulous. Her own home was nice, but this place was a mansion. Her new friend was even wealthier than she thought. The shy thirteen-year-old was in awe.

Melinda soon reappeared with tortilla chips, salsa and guacamole. She had also changed into a red silk dressing gown.

“What would you like to drink?” she asked. “I’m having a glass of white wine.” Courtney hesitated. “Look, one glass of wine won’t hurt you, and I won’t tell anyone if you won’t.”

“Here’s to new friends,” Melinda said, touching her glass to Courtney’s. She told Courtney about her marriage as they dug into the snacks, explaining that Todd also spent long hours at his job in the city.

As they talked Melinda studied her prey. It wasn’t just her lovely features and flawless skin that drew her to the young teen, but even more the open, trusting look in her eyes. Melinda wondered just how willing the girl might be.

The wine had spread a relaxing sense of warmth through Courtney’s small body, and holding the long-stemmed wineglass gave her a grown-up feeling of sophistication. She felt privileged to be sipping wine with such a wealthy, attractive woman. But why was Melinda making it so obvious that she was naked under her robe? Courtney tried, she really tried, not to look, but she couldn’t seem to stop herself.

When it was suggested they go upstairs to give each other pedicures she agreed instantly.

The young girl was stunned by the size and luxury of Melinda’s en-suite bathroom. As big as her own bedroom at home, it boasted a marble floor, jacuzzi tub, a plush sofa and an armchair with ottoman. She felt like a princess as her toenails were painted by this woman, old enough to be her mother, but who behaved more like the sister she’d never had.

They traded places, Courtney sitting on the ottoman to paint the older woman’s toenails. Melinda raised her knees slightly, allowing the robe to fall open nearly to her waist. Her smooth pussy lips, already beginning to moisten, were impossible for the young girl to miss. Courtney’s eyes widened. She managed to look away after a few seconds, but now Melinda was pretty sure this girl was ready to play.

“Does your mom allow you to wear makeup?” Melinda asked, as if nothing had happened. She casually covered herself and poured another glass of wine.

“Only lipstick,” said Courtney, her voice shaky. “She says I’m too young to wear makeup.”

“You certainly don’t need makeup, but it can be fun to try. Let me do your eyes and we’ll see how it looks.”

Melinda placed the youngster in the big chair and went to work. She used mascara to thicken Courtney’s long lashes, then darkened the lids with eye shadow.

The final touch was a coat of lipstick which Melinda applied with a small brush.

“You look absolutely stunning,” she said.

But stunning wasn’t exactly the right word. Courtney was a pubescent child made up like an expensive call girl. The effect was devastating. Melinda could hardly contain herself.

“Courtney, have you ever been kissed?” she asked, their faces very close together.

“Um… Once or twice.”

“Whom did you kiss?”

“A boy. It was at a birthday party.” Courtney’s cheeks colored slightly.

“Did you like it?”

“Not very much. He was really nervous and I don’t think he did it right.”

Melinda smiled knowingly. “They usually don’t.”

Taking another sip of wine, she looked directly at the young teen.

“Have you ever tried kissing a girl?” Melinda asked softly.

Courtney nodded, looking down.

“Tell me about it,” said Melinda.

“My friend Kristen and I… well, we wondered what a real kiss was like. You know a… a sexy kiss, like they do in the movies. We thought we should practice, so we would know what to do.” Courtney looked at Melinda, then quickly looked away.

“And was it better than the boy you kissed?”

“Oh, my God, yes!” Then Courtney blushed, realizing how much she’d just given away.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” Melinda said gently. “I practiced kissing with my girlfriends when I was your age, too.”

“You did?”

“We sure did. In fact, when I was away at school we practiced a lot more than just kissing.”

Melinda looked straight into Courtney’s eyes to judge her reaction. The girl was clearly agitated. “What … what do you mean?” she asked nervously.

“What I mean is, we gave each other pleasure. Did you and Kristen do anything like that?”

“No, I swear. All we d-did was kiss.” The poor little thing was practically stammering with fright.

This was the critical moment. If Courtney was open to her advances, then unlimited pleasures awaited. But if she had misread the situation and Courtney ran for the door, then all sorts of nasty repercussions might follow: an angry parent, authorities called, criminal charges, disgrace.

Melinda held the girl’s face lightly between her hands. “Courtney, honey, don’t be afraid,” she said. “I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to make you feel good.”

The thirteen-year-old trembled, her eyes closed. She gasped when Melinda kissed her pouting lips, but she didn’t freak out.

The child was hers.

The older woman paused to admire her prize. Courtney would be the youngest girl she’d ever seduced. Even counting her years in boarding school, Melinda had never been with a girl younger than fourteen. Now, at age thirty-one, she was about to have a girl not halfway through puberty. The youngster was nearly panting with trepidation, which only served to fuel Melinda’s lust. She could feel her cunt getting wetter.

Then she kissed her again. This time her tongue probed the youngster’s painted lips. She tasted wine in the little girl’s mouth, her hand on the baby soft skin of Courtney’s thigh. The kiss was tender, undemanding, yet expectant. Give the child a moment…

Yes! The tip of Courtney’s tongue met her own, circling it playfully.

Melinda lifted her head and smiled.

Courtney looked up, eyes wide, lips parted.

Driven by forbidden hunger, Melinda pushed the teen back against the cushions, straddling her waist. Now they kissed passionately, their lips mashing together, tongues exploring.

Courtney whimpered like a tiny puppy as the ravenous lesbian placed both hands on her immature breasts and palmed the hard nipples through her t-shirt. She looked up at her seducer through glazed eyes.

“Raise your arms,” said the woman in a low voice. When she complied, Melinda took the girl’s t-shirt by its hem and pulled it over her head, leaving Courtney wearing nothing but her cotton shorts and bikini panties.

Still kneeling astride the girl, Melinda’s robe had slipped from her shoulders, baring her breasts completely. “Do you like my titties, Courtney?”

“Oh, yes,” the girl replied earnestly.

Melinda lifted her breasts with both hands to the girl’s face. “Kiss them,” she said.

The young teenager hesitantly kissed Melinda’s nipple, looking up as if for approval. Melinda offered the other breast. “Now this one,” she said. “Mmmm, yes. Now suck it.”

The sight of this lovely young girl, barely into her teens, sucking at her full, mature breasts was one that Melinda would relish for years. With Courtney’s face between them, Melinda squeezed her breasts together, almost burying the young teen’s face. She knew that the girl could only breathe with difficulty if at all, and she enjoyed the look of panic in Courtney’s eyes.

“Courtney, you sweetheart,” said Melinda a moment later, lowering herself to kneel on the floor at the girl’s feet.

Courtney looked down, breathing hard.

“I have so much to show you.”

Melinda took hold of the hem of Courtney’s shorts and slowly pulled them down past her knees and off her slim legs.

Courtney’s eyes were wide, showing a mix of excitement and panic.

With their eyes locked together, the busty blonde kissed her way up one smooth thigh, stopped to place one very deliberate kiss on the girl’s panty-covered mound, then kissed her way down the other thigh.

Spreading the girl’s legs, Melinda nibbled and kissed all over Courtney’s pubic area. She licked the inside of those tender thighs, wetting with saliva the skin around that heavenly triangle. As Courtney squirmed, she mouthed the moist cotton over the girl’s slit, inhaling the sweet fragrance of arousal. She chewed Courtney’s labia softly with her lips through the sodden material.

“Let’s get these off,” she said, pushing Courtney’s legs together. Melinda slowly eased the little panties down to reveal her hidden treasure. Courtney gripped the arms of the chair. She looked frightened, but she made no move to refuse.

“Oh, that’s lovely,” said Melinda, pushing the child’s legs apart. Courtney’s mound was thinly covered by soft, dark curls, with wispy strands trailing along her slit.

Melinda explored with greedy fingers, her eyes taking in the plump outer lips and the pink, curled inner lips peeking through. She traced the edges of Courtney’s pussy lips with a fingertip, then slowly worked it into the girl’s tiny cleft. Her light caresses drew out the girl’s lubricating juice, and she used it to wet the pink, hooded clit.

“Oh, my gosh,” whimpered Courtney as the older woman teased her clit, making it pop out of its hiding place.

With her other hand, Melinda pushed deeper inside the virgin pussy until she encountered her hymen. The girl was moving her hips in time with the circling finger on her clit, and cream began to flow freely from her little fuckhole.

“Oh, oh, oh,” said Courtney, mindlessly, as Melinda fucked her cunt gently with one finger, while rubbing her clit with another. The older woman knew she could make Courtney come this way, but that wasn’t what she wanted.

When she stopped and withdrew her finger, Courtney looked down, gasping. Melinda held up her finger, and it glistened with pussy cream. As Courtney watched, spellbound, she painted both of the child’s puffy nipples with her own love juice.

“Oh, God,” whimpered the girl as Melinda licked the tangy sauce from her nipples.

“You have such beautiful breasts,” said Melinda, sucking and nibbling them in turn.

So far, Courtney had done nothing to slow the randy lesbian’s advances, uttered no word of protest.

Melinda wondered just how submissive she was. She began to use her teeth on the girl’s pink nipple cones, gradually biting harder.

The sound that Courtney made was one that could be pain or pleasure, but she didn’t say “No.”

Melinda didn’t want to hurt the child. She kissed the pubescent breasts tenderly again, knowing she could do anything she wanted.

She raised her head to kiss the teenager again. With their tongues swirling together, Melinda reached down and began fingering Courtney’s swampy cunt. Again she brought her wet finger up, holding it between their faces. They could both smell the girl’s juices.

Melinda smiled. “You’re lipstick’s all gone,” she said. “Do you think you need some more?”

Courtney looked so lovely just then, her face flushed with anticipation and desire, full lips parted.

She nodded, “Yes.”

Courtney didn’t move as Melinda covered the child’s lower lip with her own slippery cream.

Then Melinda reached down for more, and painted the upper lip. The thirteen-year-old beauty moaned with need all through the sloppy, extra yummy kiss that followed.

Melinda decided it was time to make the girl come.

She kissed her way down Courtney’s body, pausing to nibble the roll of baby fat at her hips. Melinda pulled the child’s round bottom to the edge of the seat. She pushed Courtney’s legs up and wide apart, opening her little flower. The older woman savored the aroma of that delicacy, its beauty, its hot wet softness, even its sound as she plunged a finger in and out.

She saved the taste for last.

Just before eating Courtney to the first of many orgasms she thought, Brooke is going to be so jealous.

Continue on to Chapter 2

1

Error happened.

By Jessica Brockham

Having babysat the delightful Laura several times now, and taught her how to masturbate, then lick the nectar from her fingers, I was quite thrilled when Sandra asked me if I would come round again this coming Saturday evening. I was looking forward to seeing Laura’s lovely body again, and had already decided that the next time Sandra invited me I was going to get Laura to lick me. Apart from tasting my cunt from my own fingers, she had yet to experience the thrill of going down on a girl herself.

Arriving next door at 6.30 that evening, I was surprised to find that Laura had a friend there called Mia for a sleepover, and the thought of seeing two lovely eleven-year-olds in their night clothes sent a shiver down my spine. Laura is a natural blonde, whereas Mia has curly dark hair, and together they looked divine, both of them very pretty, and both having long coltish legs.

With last minute instructions about seeing that the girls had baths before bed, and telling me that they could stay up until 10 PM only, Sandra left for her date after telling me she had left a bottle of wine chilling in the fridge for me, and laughed, saying,

“I think you might need it by the time they go to bed; they have been so mischievous all day, but in a fun way. Good luck,” she chuckled.

With Sandra out of the way, we all settled down to play various games together, then watch some TV. Laura kept smirking at me as we sat side by side on the settee, with Mia on the other side of me.

Once again, it was a hot evening and I was wearing shorts and knickers with a loose, strappy t-shirt top and I slipped my arms round them both as they cuddled up to me. This being the first time I had met Mia, I kept my hand on the top of her arm and kept looking down at her budding breasts, which were a bit bigger than Laura’s and I could see her little nipples pushing against the fabric of her blouse. My left hand, however, went to Laura’s armpit and I gently stroked the outside of her breast, watching her nipples become harder through her t-shirt and seeing her face light up as she looked at me; I just winked and said ‘Sssh!’

Mia was engrossed in the television programme she was watching and Laura wriggled herself round so that she almost had her back against my side and placed my hand on her tummy. Knowing that she would love it, I slipped my hand under the hem of her t-shirt and started stroking her breasts, with their growing nipples becoming hard under my fingers and making me quiver with excitement as I felt my own nipples getting hard as well.

Eventually it was time for the girls to have their baths, and Laura suggested they get in together, so I went upstairs to run the water for them, calling them when it was ready. Now, I fully expected Laura to parade naked from her bedroom to the bathroom, but was quite surprised when Mia followed suit. Like Laura, she had a lovely pert little bum and puffy pussy lips, to which my eyes were drawn as she came into the bathroom. Discretely I stroked Laura’s bum as she passed me, and was looking at Mia’s breasts, which were bigger than I expected them to be, crowned with their lovely pink nipples.

Both girls got in the tub and were washing themselves, while I sat on a stool watching them, getting more and more excited while I made sure they didn’t drown one another. Then Laura asked if I would wash her back. When have I ever needed to be asked twice by a luscious young girl? So I knelt beside the tub as she turned round so that her back was to Mia, and she gave me the soapy sponge, soaking me in the process.

Giggling, she said, “Ooops! Sorry Naomi, I guess you’ll have to take your t-shirt off now and let it dry; we won’t mind, will we Mia?”

Her friend grinned and agreed with Laura, so I slipped my t-shirt over my head, wondering just what she had told Mia about me.

With my breasts now bare for the girls to see, and seemingly delight in, my nipples instantly became harder, and I slowly washed Laura’s back, all the way down to her bare bum, while ‘supporting’ her with my hand on her chest and playing with her soapy nipples. She looked at me and grinned, as much as to say, This is fun, and Mia doesn’t know what you’re doing… or at least that’s what I thought.

Laura rinsed herself off and asked for a towel; I passed one to her, and she said she was going to get her nightie on, heading to her bedroom. Now Mia asked me to do the same for her, and knelt in the tub, passing me a soapy sponge. I put my hand on her tummy and started to wash her back, when she asked me to wash her bum as well, which I did, then she asked if I thought she had nice tits, and I told her she had, a bit taken aback by her question Too much temptation now, and my hand went to her gorgeous breasts, rubbing her lovely small nipples as I dropped the sponge back in the bath.

“Mmmmm,” she said, “Mummy washes my cunny too, then she licks it when I go to bed.”

“Really?” I asked, a bit shocked, “and what else does your mummy do to you?”

“Sometimes she lets me suck her nipples and play with her cunny too,” she said. “You have lovely tits, Naomi.”

“Oh thank you, sweetheart,” I said, “and you have a delicious looking little cunny as well.”

And with that, I cupped my hand over her cunt and slid a finger between her lips, slowly rubbing back and forth, and feeling my own juices wetting my vagina and my lips, as Mia leaned forward and sucked my right nipple.

God, I thought, now I have two eleven-year-old little sex fiends to spend the evening with. Now, as much as I would love to have both of these delightful little girls naked in bed with me, I didn’t know what Laura had said to Mia about me, and felt that the more people who knew about me and Laura, the more dangerous things became, so I gently drew away and said, “I think it’s time you got your night clothes on sweetheart, while I clean up and, then you can come downstairs for an hour, okay?”

And Mia agreed, stepping out of the bath and grabbing a towel before heading for Laura’s bedroom. I finished cleaning up the bathroom and was about to go downstairs, when I heard giggling from Laura’s room, so I stopped to secretly eavesdrop, wondering what they were saying. It appears that Laura has told Mia everything we had done together, and that I had made her come by licking her cunt, and Mia said that was what her mum did to her too. Then she told Laura that I just been rubbing her cunny and that it felt great!

Oh dear, I thought, now the cat’s really out of the bag.

Laura said, “I’m so jealous Mia, but I know Naomi likes to play with mine too. Maybe when we go downstairs we can have some fun together, and she’ll do it to both of us? I wish we had a rubber thingy like your mum has; the one she sticks in her cunny until she comes. That sounds like real fun.”

“Well,” said Mia, “I bet your mum has one as well somewhere.”

“You go down and keep Naomi busy for a minute, and I will go and have a look in Mum’s room to see if I can find one,” said the little madam.

Having heard their intentions, I smiled and thought about Mia watching her mum using her dildo and making herself come; I imagine all of us big girls have one, and I sort of hoped Laura would find Sandra’s. Before they could catch me, I went downstairs and sat on the settee, still topless because my t-shirt was wet, and waited for the girls to come down. By now of course, my knickers were well wet, and my clit was quite erect, but I was still uncertain about having sex with both of them together. So I grabbed one of Sandra’s blouses off the wash pile and slipped it on, leaving the top three buttons undone.

I soon heard Mia come tramping down the stairs, and asked her what Laura was doing. She craftily made an excuse that she was brushing her hair, and sat down beside me. It turns out that Mia had forgotten to bring a nightie, and had borrowed a long t-shirt from Laura. I say “long”, but really it just came to the bottom of her little bum and hardly covered her sex at all, so I was well and truly distracted by the sight of her when she sat down, as it rode up and left very little to my imagination!

Mia grinned at me as she saw me looking at her delicious little cunt, and said, “We were hoping you would still have your top off, and that we could have some fun with you.”

“Oh, were you now?” I asked, “and what sort of ‘fun’ were you thinking about?”

“We were hoping to kiss your tits,” she said, “weren’t we, Laura?” This said as Laura bounced through the door wearing a very short nightie, and whispering in her friend’s ear.

Mia grinned and nodded at Laura’s whisper, and I guessed from the delighted look on her face that Sandra’s dildo was now in her daughter’s possession.

Laura sat down beside me. “Can we please, Naomi?” she asked, stroking my leg. Her touch was making me shiver with anticipation, as Mia started to unbutton my blouse, grinning at me all the while. I did nothing to stop them, just lay back and let these adorable nymphets have their way with me.

Having unbuttoned my blouse, between them they slid it off my shoulders, and I lay back to enjoy their attentions. They each took one of my very hard nipples between their lips and sucked them, both of them running their hand up and down my leg as I stroked both their delicious bums. I put my head back, closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of their tongues and lips on my nipples, and the touch of their small hands on my legs.

I was soon on the verge of orgasm when I felt one of them trying to undo my shorts, while the other one stroked my bare tummy. Opening my eyes for a second, I saw they were both naked, and saw Laura trying to pull my shorts down, so I lifted my bum and let her carry on, when I heard Mia say,

“Oh, wow, Laura — she hasn’t got any hair down there, just like us!”

“I know, silly,” said Laura, “she shaves it all off. Look how lovely and smooth it is.”

With that, Mia parted my soaking wet cunt lips and thrust her little fingers in my vagina, causing me to gasp and bite my lip. Within seconds, I shivered as I flooded her hand and felt my juices running down to my rosebud, as Mia said, “Oh look Laura, we’ve made her come.”

Laura replied, “Good, maybe now she will make us come too,” and giggled.

This was just too good to be true… I just had to have this pair of beauties. Telling Laura to lie back and open her legs, I stood up and kicked off my shorts and knickers, before kneeling and burying my face in her little cunt, tasting her lovely nectar. I thrust my tongue into her, then licked her clit until she moaned, grabbed my hair and had a delicious orgasm as I sucked her clit, then licked her clean.

Meanwhile, Mia was behind me and finger fucking me until I told them to change over, and I licked Mia until she had a really strong orgasm. Her cunt tasted divine as she let her honey flow into my mouth, and I was surprised how much there was, and how pronounced her clit was; it was heavenly to suck, making her orgasm roll on and on.

When we all calmed down, I went to the bathroom to clean up, leaving the girls on the settee. To my great surprise, when I came back downstairs I was shocked to see them both on the settee in a sixty-nine position, licking and sucking one another’s wet slits, Laura’s fingers buried in her friend’s cunt. I stood watching until they both had another massive orgasm, and found myself feeling both jealous and severely aroused.

When they finished with each other and looked up to see me watching, Laura grinned and said, “Did we do that right, Naomi?”

“Of course you did, sweetheart,” I said, “you both had an orgasm, didn’t you, and you both enjoyed it?”

“Oh yes!” they said in unison.

I then told them that, as beautiful as they both were to look at, and as much as they excited me, I thought it was about bedtime. Reluctantly, they nodded and agreed to wash themselves before getting into bed, and bent down to grab their nighties before going upstairs, giving me a lovely view of their naked bodies.

I was still naked and feeling quite horny as they went upstairs, so I decided to lie down and masturbate, remembering the way those two little girls had made me feel, the taste of their cunts and the sight of their nakedness. It soon put me over the edge, and I had another wonderful orgasm, rubbing my erect clit and thrusting my fingers into my very wet vagina. Then it was time for me to calm down and, grabbing a towel, I cleaned myself again and got dressed.

I had settled down to watch some television and was lying on the settee sipping a glass of wine, when I heard a muffled scream from upstairs.

Oh my God, I thought, what have they done now?

Heading upstairs, I was just in time to see Laura race into the bathroom, Mia followed, looking quite pale and with blood on her hand.

Fearing the worst, I asked Mia “Oh, honey… did you cut yourself?”

She burst into tears, sobbing, “I’m s-sorry Naomi, it’s all my fault ’cause I m-made Laura get her mummy’s dildo thingy, but I didn’t mean to hurt her.”

Instinctively guessing what had happened, I cuddled Mia and told her everything was okay, but to go and wash her hands downstairs in the kitchen.

While she was heading downstairs, I knocked on the bathroom door and called Laura’s name, before trying the handle to find the door unlocked. Entering the bathroom, I saw Laura sitting on the toilet and looking a bit shocked.

I knelt in front of her lovely naked body and asked if she was okay, and she nodded. Taking a flannel, I wiped her hands clean of blood, then washed her tears away, and asked her to tell me what had happened.

Apparently Mia had been playing with Sandra’s dildo when she had pushed it into Laura’s cunt, saying that was what her mum did to her, and that it felt good. She said that she felt a sharp pain and then there was ‘all this blood.’

I cuddled her and kissed her head as I tried to explain about being a virgin, what that meant and how, when you lost your virginity, your hymen was ruptured which gave some pain and some blood because it had been torn, but that it was quite natural. Having reassured her, I suggested she would feel much better after a quick shower, and that there would be no more blood.

She stepped into the shower and washed her little cunt, while I went to check the bed and make sure that Mia was okay, which she was, and I explained the same thing to her that I had explained to Laura. There was some blood on the bedsheet, so I stripped and re-made the bed, throwing the soiled sheet in a fast wash, then cleaned Sandra’s dildo and got Laura to tell me where she had found it, so that I could return it.

Going to into Sandra’s bedroom for the first time, and opening the drawer in her bedside table, I grinned when I saw that she also had a strap-on, and was glad the girls hadn’t decided to use that instead; the dildo was only six inches long and not too big around, whereas the strap-on must have been eight inches and quite fat.

Chuckling to myself, I returned the dildo to its rightful place and went into Laura’s room. Both girls were sitting up in bed cuddling, and Mia was apologizing to Laura, who said that it was all right and that I had explained things to her, and told her that it only happened once.

With that, they kissed and made up and I sat down on the side of the bed. Without saying anything to frighten them, I explained again about losing your virginity — something that Mia had already experienced, thanks to her mum — and assured them that everything was fine, and that now they could enjoy playing with the dildo without fear of hurting each other, and if they were gentle, there should be no more blood.

“But not tonight girls, okay?” I said, smiling, “If you want to play anymore, use your fingers instead.”

I went downstairs to put the sheet in the tumble dryer before Sandra came home, and to spray a little air freshener to mask the smell of sex, leaving them cuddled in each others arms and staring to get sleepy, relieved that they had both put their nighties on again.

Maybe next time, I told myself, I’ll get Laura to lick me like she licked her friend Mia. We shall see…

 Continue on to Chapter 3

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Error happened.

By Cassandra Blue

{ This poem was originally posted at Lesbian Lolita in July 2011 }

Sometimes I want to be
that little girl again
full of life and innocence
daydreaming by the window
Mrs. G’s class… room 124
fifth grade
waiting for the bell
so I can walk with Jenny
back to her house
and steal a little time away
from the world
before it takes me
where I’m supposed to be
instead of where I want to be

Jenny was my best friend
for lack of a better word at the time
at ten… eleven… lesbian lover?
I didn’t know much about it then
or what to call it
but I knew how it felt
to lie on her bed
and kiss her lips
and touch her body
in the right places
and look into her eyes

We did it so many times
I forget now
but each time special
summertime whenever
after school
on sleepovers
teaching her things
she didn’t know that I knew
or how I knew them
like licking her little bud
until her pleasure soared

we knew so much
without knowing about it
and maybe it was better that way
just being, not thinking
feeling without questioning
it was right and good
even though we had to hide
maybe because we had to hide
because you see
the world was what was wrong
and didn’t deserve us
Jennifer and Cassandra
two little girls in love.

By 1000 Monkeys

Twelve-year-old Beth sat cross-legged in white pajamas at the foot of her bed, stunned by what she’d been watching on the large flat-screen television across from her. It was early Saturday morning and she’d set her alarm to wake hours before her parents, eager to learn more about the secret club she’d been invited to join yesterday by Trisha, a popular girl in her sixth grade class. As the new kid in school, and eager to fit in with her small town peers, Beth had immediately accepted the offer and agreed to an initiation dare – without first knowing what it was.

In order to film herself acting out the dare, Beth had been given a small digital video camera with recorded instructions and proof that other girls in the club already had done the same thing. It was only this morning watching the first video that Beth finally learned what the club was all about and what she was expected to do. Little had she known yesterday what she was getting herself into!

It turned out ‘The O Girls’ was a preteen sex club, and the dare was to ‘show me your O’ – film yourself having an orgasm. So far, Beth had viewed only the first of the three proof videos where other club members performed their initiations. She’d watched spellbound as club leader Trisha, appearing about a year younger than she was now, undressed and masturbated to a graphic orgasm right in front of the camera. Not only had Trisha looked perfectly comfortable taping herself doing this, but she even seemed to relish the idea that others were going to be watching her come.

Beth, on the other hand, was feeling extremely nervous about the whole deal. Trisha’s video had been both mentally and physically stimulating in ways she’d never experienced, with her pubescent body’s rampaging hormones and a previously unrealized attraction towards girls fighting to overrule years of traditional upbringing. Although Beth had always considered herself completely straight, witnessing young Trisha’s self-confident sexual exhibition had given her a soaking wet crotch that said differently.

Her mind soon latched onto the idea that she really had no choice about joining, and she should just make the best of it. Trish warned me I couldn’t back out… and these girls are so damn sexy anyways… would it really hurt anyone to just give in and have a bit of fun?

Feeling more comfortable after rationalizing her ‘unavoidable’ situation, Beth reached out to start the next recording and found her hand trembling with excited energy. Taking a deep breath and attempting to steady herself, she selected the next file and pressed play.

When the picture flickered back on, Beth saw another girl’s bedroom, this one decorated with a white unicorn theme. It was daytime and the room was a mess – the bed was unmade, books and papers were piled haphazard on the dressers, and rumpled clothes were strewn on the floor.

Beth heard someone clear their throat off-screen just before a petite brunette with her hair tied back in a ponytail stepped into view. It was Johanna from her sixth grade class, one of the popular girls who always hung around with Trisha. She was rather pretty with a round, freckled face, large green eyes, prominent cheekbones, and a cute, slightly upturned nose. Although Johanna was short for her age, Beth thought she tended to carry herself with a slightly snobbish air of maturity, like she knew something you didn’t. She also tended to dress a bit scantily, often showing up to class in low-rise jeans and tank tops that revealed her bare midriff, much to the teacher’s consternation. On the recording she wore a plain yellow t-shirt and simple stretchy blue tights – not her usual type of clothes — but Beth figured she didn’t plan to stay in them for long.

“Hi,” said the brunette a little hoarsely, rocking on the balls of her feet. “Um, of course my name’s Johanna – I like Jo – and I’m eleven and three-quarters. I just finished fifth grade a coupl’a weeks ago, so I guess I can say I’m in sixth grade now. Um, well, I never thought about making something like this before, but after learning what the club’s all about and seeing those amazing hot videos… I think I’m in love!”

Johanna glanced around as if someone might be nearby, and stepped closer to the camera, her eyes sparkling as she whispered her next thoughts. “To tell you the truth, I just know I’ll fit right in ‘cuz I’m practically always horny. Like I usually can’t get through school without coming at least once, sometimes right in class. I’m always real careful, but I’ve almost been caught a few times. And now that it’s summer. I’m doin’ it like four or five times a day… I mean it feels so good, why wouldn’t you want to come all the time?”

Her face blushing red, Johanna giggled nervously. “You know, I’ve never actually said this kinda stuff out loud before. But it’s different now, since I know I’m not alone. You got no idea how excited I am to finally get to share all this with other girls just like me – it’s so fucking hot!”

Beth had to admit that it was comforting to know there were other girls her age just as horny or even hornier than she was, but just what was actually going on behind her during class? Maybe there were some added benefits to sitting in the last row.

Stepping back from the camera, Johanna reached under the bottom of her t-shirt and grabbed the hem. “So, um, I guess I should get undressed now,” she stated tentatively, standing motionless for a second before lifting her arms and pulling the shirt over her head. Underneath she wore a plain white training bra. But as she removed it. Beth saw that there really wasn’t much reason for one just yet – Jo’s breasts were barely little cones sticking out from her chest, topped with small brown nipples.

Looking down at her chest Johanna cupped the puffy little buds in her hands and squeezed, massaging the developing tissue. “I really hope these get bigger soon. My mom’s got huge floppy boobies, but my big sister is kinda flat and it really bugs her. I hope I take after my mom, ‘cuz huge tits would be so much fun… and I could finally show up sis.” Johanna pinched her nipples and pulled them away from her chest. “Grow, damn you!” she exclaimed with a laugh.

Johanna stuck out her still-clothed pelvis towards the camera and wiggled it side to side, causing her thin tights to cling suggestively to the folds and creases of her mound, flaunting the intimate shape of her sex. Beth remembered the boys at her old school calling that a ‘camel toe’ on more than one occasion, although she’d never checked to see what an actual camel’s toe looked like. Looking closer, Beth noticed a large wet patch staining the blue fabric bunched between Johanna’s legs – much like how Beth’s pajamas looked right now.

“Just look at what you sluts did to me,” said the girl. “My cunny’s totally drenched – and I’ve got panties on too!”

Johanna pulled the front of her stretchy tights and underwear out from her waist and picked up the camera to provide a better look. The prominent bulge of her pubic mound was porcelain white and covered in a sparse growth of cinnamon brown pubic hair. Her panties were damp and stuck to her vulva, and as Johanna wriggled them lower and moved the camera in closer Beth saw that her entire crotch area was dripping wet with gooey strings of arousal stretching between the red material and her delicate skin. A remarkable amount of thick white cream had collected in the gusset of her panties, enough that Beth could make out a clear impression of Johanna’s pussy embossed in the cream by a series of distinctive hills and lines. Beth had never seen anything like it, and wondered what Johanna’s mom thought when she picked up dripping wet underwear like that for the wash.

Looking at her own crotch, Beth saw that her leaking juices had turned the white pajama bottoms practically transparent in spots, the soggy cotton clinging to her swollen pussy lips and highlighting the dark line of her cleft. She reached down with a finger and gingerly touched the top of her slit, groaning involuntarily as her clit throbbed and a wave of tingling heat radiated throughout her body. Snatching the finger away Beth sat up straighter and cleared her throat, returning her attention to the screen.

After placing the camera back on the table, Johanna had finished removing her clothes and was now standing stark naked in the middle of the room, turning slowly while striking various sexy poses with her juvenile body. “Like what you see?” she asked confidently, evidently empowered by her nudity.

Beth knew that was a rhetorical question, because Johanna was one hot little minx. She was slender to the point of being skinny, with childish hips that were just beginning to widen past her narrow waist. She was obviously fit and athletic, with clearly defined muscles and a well-toned stomach. From the rear, Johanna’s gorgeous ass flared gracefully from her legs without the chubbiness of most girls her age, and as she showed off her trim figure Beth noticed that her buttocks barely touched – each cheek jut out like a perfect round handful, separated by a valley of ass crack that did nothing to hide the dark bulls-eye of her puckered anus or the vertical gash of her pussy when she was standing.

Finished with her impromptu modeling session, Johanna walked back to the camera and let it focus on her groin. Her vulva, like the rest of her, was small and tidy – just a deep vertical slit nestled between two pudgy folds with no sign of a protruding clit hood or inner labia. The skin of her hairless outer labia was tinted a darker color than the rest of her groin, and textured with fine parallel lines radiating outwards from her cleft. She was clearly highly aroused – the bottom half of her pussy was caked with milky juices that had been smeared over it by her panties.

Johanna reached down with a finger and ran it along the crack between her legs, collecting a glob of cream on her fingertip. Holding it up to the camera, she commented, “See? All ready to go. I get so wet when I’m horny… and you girls have made me really fucking horny!” Hesitating for a moment at what to do with her wet finger, she unceremoniously wiped it off on her stomach.

“You know, I’ve never shown anyone how I come before… so you get to be the first!”

Johanna opened a drawer below the camera and rummaged around until finding something and holding it up. It was a large yellow highlighter, longer and thicker than a normal pen or marker, with a smooth rounded cap on one end. “Fingers are nice, but something like this takes it to a whole different level. I heard my sis say her electric toothbrush feels amazing, but mom still hasn’t got me one, so this’ll have to do.”

Johanna picked up the camera and walked it across the room, causing the picture to swing wildly – door, window, wall, desk, floor – until there was a thumping noise and the image steadied, aiming upwards at the ceiling. She stood over the lens and looked down with her naked body foreshortened from the extreme angle, then raised one leg up behind the field of view and straddled the camera.

From this perspective, a close-up of the little girl’s cream-smeared pussy filled the right half of the television, her head smaller and more distant on the left. As she crouched slightly, Johanna’s outer labia stretched apart into two graceful swells, divided by the large crest of her previously hidden clit hood. The moist skin inside her spread cleft was a soft pink color and shiny smooth, the small dangling lips of her darker inner labia forming twin ridges that grew from beneath her hood before tapering off around the teardrop-shaped entrance of her immature vagina.

Still looking into the camera, Johanna grinned and brought the chunky yellow highlighter back into view. She slid it along her crack, coating it with the milky lubrication that oozed constantly from her excited sex. She massaged her rubbery clit hood with the cap, bending the hump of wrinkled skin back and forth and making her stubby little labia wiggle. After barely a minute of clit play she unexpectedly slid the highlighter lower, pressed the curved end against the impossibly small mouth of her vagina, and in one quick motion forced it all the way inside her cunt until only an inch protruded.

Johanna gasped and jerked sharply from the sudden penetration. “Oh yeah, fuck yeah, that’s good,” she whispered breathily. Beth was floored – she wasn’t a virgin!

With her other hand Johanna reached down and pulled on the skin of her clit hood, popping out the sensitive glans of her hard clitoris. It was vibrant pink and surprisingly large, round and pointed in shape with a split bottom where it joined with her labia. She placed fingers on either side of her clit and began rubbing in small circles, with her other hand gripping the protruding highlighter and working it slowly in and out of her pussy.

“Oh god… this feels so good,” hissed Johanna as she fucked herself with the highlighter. The elastic flesh of her tight hole made quiet slurping sounds as it gripped the plastic shaft, sucking in and pulling out with each deep stroke.

She continued narrating to the camera between labored breaths. “Oh god, I, um… popped my cherry with this last winter… and it hurt really bad, but I’m glad I did… ‘cuz there’s nothing like the way this feels in me…”

As Johanna continued thrusting the highlighter in her cunt it became drenched with sticky sexual runoff, ripples of cream building up on the exposed end of the makeshift dildo and running over her fingers. A frothy white ridge formed around her canal from the friction of plastic against flesh. A few times she pulled the highlighter out completely and smeared her juices around before plunging it back in, but when she pulled it out for the fourth time Johanna simultaneously gave her clit a fierce twist.

She shrieked loudly then groaned “Oh fuck!” as her vaginal muscles clenched violently and her cunt belched a load of cream from deep within.

Beth watched the screen in amazement as the glob of cream grew larger in the mouth of Johanna’s well-fucked hole, the whiteness of it a stark contrast to her dark pink insides. Suddenly it fell free and landed in the corner of the lens with an audible plop. With most of her view of Johanna’s pussy now obstructed, Beth heard Johanna moan in ecstasy as she gave her clit another hard twist. There was a soft farting noise and unexpectedly a thick white spray splattered against the lens and completely blocked out the picture. Oh my god, thought Beth, she just soaked the camera with pussy juice!

Although Beth could no longer see anything, she heard Johanna quickly exclaim, “Oh shit, damn it all!”

There were some thumping noises as dark blurry shadows moved across the screen, and then something large and pink pressed against the lens. Beth realized that Johanna was licking the camera, but after a few swipes the image was still murky so she disappeared and came back with a cloth.

Clarity restored, she picked up the camera and whispered, “There, all better… I guess I really am worked up, ‘cuz that doesn’t usually happen. But now I’m so horny I gotta come twice as bad!”

Placing the camera on a pile of clothes on the wooden floor, Johanna got down on her hands and knees in a doggy position with her butt aimed towards the lens. She looked back at the camera and adjusted the angle of her ass, then reached around and groped at the tantalizing groove between her buttocks, stretching the creased reddish skin of her tight asshole until a flash of bright pink could be seen. Running her fingers along the tightly pressed slit of her sex she scooped up an ample supply of pussy cream and began rubbing it over her anus, coating it thoroughly with slick lubrication. Finally she placed the tip of her index finger against her sphincter and, moaning softly, flexed open the ring of muscle and allowed her finger to sink past the second knuckle.

“Oh my god, yeah… there’s just something about my ass that makes me come so much harder,” mumbled Johanna, barely audible since she was facing away from the microphone.

Breathing deeply for a few seconds, she withdrew the finger, her hand disappearing and returning a moment later holding the familiar yellow highlighter. Without pause she pressed the curved end against her well-lubricated back door, wiggled it around, and slowly slid about three-quarters of the shaft into her bowels. When she released her grip it stayed wedged in place all by itself.

Changing her position, Johanna lowered her head and chest to the floor and spread her knees further apart so that her ass pointed upwards and her creamy little cunt gaped open obscenely towards the camera. A hand appeared between her legs and began rubbing on and around her engorged clit, fingers occasionally dipping in her pussy to gather more slick cream.

As her efforts become more frantic, Johanna began groaning and making little hunching motions with her hips, her aroused sex becoming so wet that a constant stream of milky pussy juice dripped off her labia and fingers, the droplets eventually merging into a sizable puddle on the floor. The firm pressure of her palm forced the soft flesh of her vulva back and forth in rhythmic strokes, alternating between bunching her dangling labia and opening her hole on the downstroke, to stretching her lips tight and exposing the pinhole of her urethra on the upstroke.

Abruptly Johanna forced three fingers deep in her cunt and wiggled them madly like she was trying to dig something out. She whimpered, crying, “Oh god, oh god,” over and over again, her pussy making slurping sounds as she tugged it relentlessly against her pubic bone. All at once she yanked the fingers out and spread her knees even further apart, panting loudly and rubbing furiously at her bloated clit as she lowered her quivering butt towards the camera. Johanna’s other hand appeared from the side, found the protruding end of the highlighter, and in one brutal shove pushed its entire length deep in her ass until even her fingers were buried inside.

“Holy fuck, ahhhhhhh, shit!!” Johanna screamed at the sudden anal invasion, her young body quaking as the overwhelming sensations pushed her over the brink into an immediate and massive orgasm.

Beth stared wide-eyed at the screen as Johanna’s gaping vulva twitched and dilated, a glob of white cream appearing briefly in her cunt before splattering to the floor. She cried out between gasping lungfuls of air from the pleasure, the muscles around her gleaming sex rippling in rapid pulses as she thrust her pelvis downward in a humping motion against nothing. The first half dozen gut-wrenching contractions forced trickles of creamy liquid to leak from her churning hole, followed by a sudden burst of something clear and slimy that dripped and flowed in long gooey strands from her peehole into the growing pool of pussy juice between her calves.

Completely mesmerized by Johanna’s wet climax, Beth’s whole body tingled sympathetically as she witnessed someone her own age in the erotic throes of such an intense sexual release. How she wished she could be there with Johanna, to see something like that firsthand. A sudden lustful thought popped into her head – What would it feel like to have her come like that on my face?

When it was finally over, Johanna groaned and collapsed on her stomach, her legs splayed and her back heaving as she caught her breath. The hand that held the highlighter deep in her ass pulled away and fell to her side, the highlighter remaining hidden for a few moments until the florescent yellow end suddenly poked from her anus. Bit by bit her bowels forced out the unwelcome intruder, the highlighter growing longer and sticking up between the hills of her buttocks until it dropped to the floor with a clattering sound. Johanna’s entire body shuddered and a single pressurized squirt of something jetted from her inflamed pussy and splashed against the highlighter.

Shaking, Johanna lifted herself on her hands and knees and turned around to face the camera. She silently observed the puddles of her sexual discharge spreading across the wooden floor, bent her head down and, while looking seductively into the camera with hooded eyes, puckered her lips and slurped the largest pool of liquid into her mouth. When the pool was gone, she crawled over to the camera and opened her mouth to show the slimy white fluid coating her tongue before swallowing noisily.

Sitting upright, Johanna aimed the camera at her face. She was smiling, lips pressed tight and twitching in obvious exhilaration. Her entire face was flushed red in sexual excitement, fine droplets of sweat beading on her forehead and upper lip.

“Oh wow,” the girl said a bit shakily, “that was a big one – it just kept on going. I feel so fuckin’ amazing right now, I wish I could do it like that every time for the rest of my life!” She giggled and put the camera down on the table.

“God, I feel so nasty eating my cum like that… but I would never have dared if I hadn’t seen Trish do it first.” She licked her lips and chuckled again in smug satisfaction. “But you know what, I’m glad I did ‘cuz I taste totally delicious!”

With a contented sigh she bent over and picked up the yellow highlighter from the floor. “If you ever need a secret toy, this thing’s perfect. It’s just the right size for both holes and there’s no clip so it’s all smooth and you can go as fast as you want. My mom has no idea it can be used for something besides highlighting… but it absolutely reeks of my cunny so I hope she never asks to borrow it!” Johanna laughed and stuck the highlighter in her mouth, drawing it out slowly between pressed lips. Beth was shocked – didn’t she remember she’d had it in her ass?

“I think next time I wanna try my sis’s toothbrush. I’m sure she won’t mind if I get it a little wet…” Johanna snickered absentmindedly looking around her room as the afterglow of her orgasm faded away. “You know, I was supposed to be cleaning up while everyone was out… so I think I’m gonna actually have to get some of it done before they get home. Bye-bye, you sexy sluts… I hope you enjoyed watching ‘cuz I sure enjoyed doing!”

She blew a kiss at the camera and the picture went black.

Blinking back to the reality of her own bedroom, Beth realized that she had been so engrossed in Johanna’s shameless exhibition that she hadn’t even noticed her own left hand was pressed hard against her soaking wet crotch. Glancing down she saw that she’d wedged the fabric of her pajama bottoms deep in her pussy crack, her fingers almost disappearing between the puffy folds.

Removing the pressure she felt a stream of hot liquid dribble down her ass and quickly uncrossed her legs, scooting backwards and finding a sizable dark spot growing on the sheets where she’d been sitting. Beth was surprised at just how much juice there was – she’d definitely never been this wet before. Then again, she’d never been this horny before either.

Suddenly remembering something, Beth picked up the camera and brought it close to her face, looking carefully at the lens as if there might still be some trace of Johanna’s thick cream on it, even sniffing to see if there was a lingering odor. She’d never realized that girls could get as amazingly wet as Johanna had, or even Trisha from the first video, but looking at the puddle forming under her own ass she was beginning to wonder what her body was capable of with the right stimulation.

What was it with the girls who live around here, were they all sex-crazed nymphos? Beth certainly hadn’t even heard rumors of anything like this going on at her old school, and would have been shocked had any of her girlfriends been so outwardly sexual. But these girls were hot. Fucking hot. Beth was slightly less uncomfortable now swearing to herself after listening to Johanna’s crude language.

Chuckling and rubbing her pussy, she mused, maybe sleepy small town life won’t be so boring after all!

The End

Editor’s Note: Sadly, no more of this story was ever published at Leslita, so we’ll just have to guess what the third video showed and what young Beth did for her initiation.

By Jessica Brockham

{ This story was originally posted at Lesbian Lolita in November 2011 }

My name is Naomi, I’m a 21 year old bisexual female with a definite leaning towards other girls. I moved into a small semi-detached cottage at the beginning of this year. A few months after I settled in, a thirtyish divorcee named Sandra moved in next door with her daughter Laura. She’d been given a larger house as part of the divorce settlement from an abusive husband, but decided to get as far away from him and the town she lived in as possible. So Sandra sold the house and bought the cottage next door to mine.

We first got to know one another over the garden fence in the spring, and found that we shared certain tastes in books, films and a love of swimming, and quickly became firm friends. Living, as we did, in a pair of isolated cottages in the country, we also shared a taste for sunbathing topless in our gardens, or, in my case, sometimes naked.

We admired each other’s bodies from afar and, while sharing the occasional bottle of wine, I learned that Sandra had a thing for younger girls, despite having been married, and repressed those feelings during her marriage. But other than a few kisses at parties and the like, she’d never followed up on her feelings and explored love with another woman. This gave me some hope of a long lasting and fruitful friendship, with some sexual encounters thrown in! Little did I know then that Sandra was soon to fall madly in love with a woman from the nearby town, and embark on her first full-blown lesbian liaison.

Having an eleven-year-old daughter restricted Sandra’s social life, so she didn’t do much dating, really… until one day when we were talking she confessed to having met this other woman (let’s call her Zoe) at a family party recently and had become smitten with her. Understanding her concern for Laura, I offered to babysit for her whenever she wanted to go out, and she readily accepted.

Now, Laura and I got on very well together, and I think she looked upon me as a sort of older sister. We had all been swimming together several times and, apart from the sunbathing in our gardens (always in a bikini when Laura was home), had seen quite a lot of each other physically, and I had been struck by Laura’s pert little bottom and her budding tits more than once. I also remembered the way her bikini bottoms clung to her little cunt when they were wet; giving a view of her delicious looking pudenda. I must admit to having had several lovely orgasms thinking about both Laura and her mum.

The time came when Sandra asked if I would sit with Laura while she went to meet Zoe for the first time on the coming Friday evening, and of course I agreed.

Friday arrived and Sandra fetched Laura from school as usual, before explaining to her that she was going to “meet a friend” that evening, and that Naomi would be looking after her because she may well be late home. I think the prospect of spending the evening with her grownup friend excited Laura and she just accepted that her mum was going out. She said that she has various board games we could play, but that her mum had agreed to her staying up until 10 pm to watch a programme on television that appealed to her, and I was quite looking forward to spending the evening with her.

Sandra was ready by 6.30 pm, having arranged to meet Zoe at 7 pm, and she looked stunning! Wearing a pale green blouse, which revealed her cleavage, bra, and a denim mini-skirt with dark green high heels, which showed off her long legs, I began to be envious of Zoe and their evening together.

Sandra explained that there was a pasta meal already prepared for us, and a bottle of wine chilling in the fridge; with last minute instructions about Laura’s bed time, she left for her date.

As it was still summer and a very warm evening, I had put on a tight tank top and my pink shorts so that I was comfortable, and Laura and me settled down to play various games after eating our tea and clearing away.

At about 8.30 pm, Laura announced that she was going to shower and get ready for bed before her programme started, and I got up to pour my second glass of wine before settling down on the settee with my legs tucked under me.

Having showered and brushed her hair, Laura returned to the sitting room, and promptly lay down on the floor in front of the television, wearing a white cotton nightie and kicking her legs up and down, as young girls tend to do. Shuffling herself around to get comfortable before her programme began caused her nightie to ride a little way up her legs and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Looking at her lying right in front of me, caused my tummy to tremble slightly and my nipples to start swelling. Determined to enjoy this lovely sight while I could, I moved along the settee until I was directly behind her, gazing at her shapely coltish legs.

Laura became engrossed in her programme and stopped swinging her legs up and down, but occasionally shuffling about, which caused her nightie to ride ever higher, until I could see the swell of her bum and her delicious looking cunt lips as she opened her legs slightly. My mouth went dry and I took a large gulp of wine, my eyes never leaving the sight of her puffy lips and that lovely slit, which I found so very tempting.

My God, I thought, I’m actually fantasizing about an eleven-year-old girl here!

I saw myself laying down beside her and caressing the firm round cheeks of her bum, before stroking her cunt and slipping my finger into her while we kissed. Of course, that didn’t happen but it fuelled my daydream and made my knickers damp at the thought of what it would be like to taste her.

Idly teasing my nipples while keeping my eyes firmly fixed on Laura’s charms, I found myself getting ever deeper in my fantasy, until I saw us in bed together making love, with Laura’s delicious cunt pressed against my mouth as she sat on my face, and my tongue snaking into her young vagina.

It wasn’t long before I had to go to the bathroom and relieve my growing tension, wishing I had brought my vibrator along with me. Entering the bathroom and locking the door, I pushed my shorts and knickers down to my ankles and sat on the floor, leaning against the bath as I brought myself to a wonderful orgasm. My lips were swollen, my clit was very erect and it wasn’t long before I had a second orgasm imagining Laura catching me and asking what I was doing, then showing her.

Having washed away my guilty feelings with my juices, I returned to the sitting room and sat down again, my eyes once more drawn to Laura’s sex. She had now opened her legs quite a bit, and her lips were just parting to reveal her lovely pink pussy, which didn’t do my heart (nor mind) any good at all, especially when I thought about Sandra and what her and Zoe might be up to that very minute.

Anyway, her programme came to an end and I told her it was bed-time, saying I would be along in a few minutes to tuck her in, which made her smile and say “Okay, Naomi,” prompting a giggle from her before she went upstairs.

I immediately got up and sneakily watched her climb the stairs, seeing again her lovely bum and the lips of her cunt, and daydreaming about what she would taste like.

I went up to her after five minutes and sat on her bed, tucking the covers round her; I leant over to kiss her goodnight and she wrapped her arms round my neck as our lips touched. Intending this to only be a friendly kiss, I was very surprised when she clung to me and I was aware of my tongue brushing across her lips, and felt her tongue snake over mine. Oh God, did I want this girl! With that, we were engaged in a partial French kiss and I let my hand wander over her shoulder and round her side, my thumb gently rubbing her tiny nipple.

Not quite knowing what sort of reaction I would get from Laura, I immediately took my hand away, smiled and said goodnight; looking back as I got to her bedroom door, I saw her smiling, almost as if she wished we had gone further. I know that was what I certainly wished for! Instead I went back downstairs to the sitting room where, having given her about twenty minutes to fall asleep, I lay back on the settee with a towel beneath me and pushed my shorts and knickers down to my ankles and gave myself a most glorious orgasm, dreaming about licking her lovely young cunt.

This sort of set the pattern for future baby-sitting sessions over the next few weeks, except that I kept my hands and thoughts to myself and was content to look at her gorgeous body whenever the opportunity arose, which was quite often, as Laura always came downstairs wearing her nightie, and without knickers, and usually sat in some provocative pose that left nothing to my imagination, as I was able to see her puffy lips and lovely slit, which seemed to beckon my tongue!

I often took my vibrator after that first time and pleasured my swollen lips and clit with it after I felt she was asleep. Until, that is, she came down one night to get a drink of water and caught me jilling on the settee, this time naked, and with my dildo inside my sopping wet cunt, and on the verge of coming!

My orgasm rolled over me… legs trembling, heart thudding, breathing as if I had just run a marathon, my nipples and clit both swollen and my juices freely flowing over my dildo and hand. God, did I need that! Which is what was running through my mind as I calmed down from that glorious high and opened my eyes as I slid my dildo out of my cunt and over my hard clit. As I sat up and pulled the towel between my legs, I looked up to see Laura standing in the doorway with her hand stroking her little cunt.

“Oh my God!” I exclaimed. “Laura, how long have you been there?”

She shrugged her shoulders, smiled, and said, “Only a few minutes Naomi; I couldn’t stop watching you.”

Feeling totally embarrassed that she had witnessed my orgasm, I said “I am so sorry, Laura, I thought you were fast asleep,” and started to pull on my top.

“It’s okay, Naomi — I’ve seen Mummy do it too,” she said, “and I’ve seen her in the nude before. Her breasts are bigger than yours, though.”

Having just got my top on, I exclaimed, “Heavens, Laura! Does your mum know that you’ve watched her?”

She shrugged again and said, “No, I keep very quiet and do it in secret.”

By this time, she had stopped stroking herself and was swinging the hem of her nightie to and fro, giving me tantalizing glimpses of her lovely cunt, and said “It makes my tummy tingle when I watch her.”

Although I felt embarrassed that Laura had watched me come, I was also very excited and pleased that she had seen me naked.

“I think I had better go to the bathroom and get dressed, sweetheart,” I said and stood up, the towel falling to the floor and conscious of her eyes on me as I went upstairs to the bathroom.

Laura got her drink and went back to bed while I cleaned myself up and slipped into my shorts, leaving my knickers off and rolling them up in the towel before putting them in my handbag. Feeling a bit calmer, I went into Laura’s room to make sure she had settled down again, and asked her not to say anything to her mum about seeing me naked on the settee, and she agreed.

She then asked me why it made her tummy tingle when she watched her mum, or why the same thing happened just now when she saw me naked. I told her that maybe it was the unexpected thrill of seeing us both at different times without any clothes on, and that it was quite natural.

“Do you rub yourself down there?” I asked.

She replied, “Sometimes, and that makes my tummy tingle a bit as well.”

I thought, God… how can I continue resisting this adorable child, and for how long?

Answering my own question, I said, “If I show you something Laura, you must promise me not to tell your mummy that I showed you, or how it made you feel. Promise?”

She nodded her head and whispered, “I promise, Naomi.”

So, giving in to the temptation that I had felt for so long now, I got her to sit on top of the covers and told her to open her legs really wide. Being so young and flexible, she gave me the best view yet of her lovely little cunt. As she opened her legs, her lips parted, and I could see a hint of the warm pink flesh inside.

Telling her to watch, I gently parted her lips at the top of her slit. “When you get a bit older, this little button here is called your clitoris. It will feel wonderful when you rub it.”

With that, I wet my fingers and shivered with ecstasy as I slowly rubbed them over her clit, which despite her being only eleven years old, started to swell slightly.

She gasped as I touched her and said, “Wow Naomi, that feels really tingly!”

I went on to explain that some boys, and even some girls, liked to lick it gently and that gave the best feeling ever, and she said, “Show me, please.”

Having long dreamed about licking her lovely little cunt, and still feeling very horny after knowing that she watched me orgasm, this was an invitation I just couldn’t refuse!

Telling her to lay with her legs over the side of the bed, I knelt down before her. I felt as if I was worshipping at some forbidden shrine, which I suppose I was in a way, and my cunt was again getting very wet; my nipples were taut against my top and every time they brushed something I shivered with delight. She pulled her nightie right up to her chin and I gazed at her budding tits and leant over to kiss them, sucking lightly and feeling her tiny nipples start to stiffen between my lips.

She sighed, “That feels nice, Naomi.”

I told her that it should, then kissed her moist little cunt; covering it in tiny kisses and licks with the tip of my tongue, before taking each of her lips in turn and sucking them into my mouth. I wasn’t aware of her making any sounds as I was so absorbed in pleasing myself with her young body, as my tongue found her clit and started flicking across and up and down it.

Laura was soon starting to breathe quite deeply and I knew she was getting close to her first orgasm, as I could see her tummy trembling as I licked her, then I gently pushed my tongue into her tight, and now wet, vagina. Oh, fuck! She tasted better than I had ever imagined; sweeter, with a slightly salty sharpness that made me almost orgasm myself.

I tongue fucked her until I was sure she was almost at the point of no return, then licked her tight little rosebud before sucking her swollen little clit between my lips, at which point she trembled and sighed saying, “Ooh, ooh, that’s nice,” as she pushed her cunt hard on my mouth. Her juices flowed and I lapped them up like a faithful kitten, relishing the taste of her and feeling so very pleased that I had given her her first orgasm.

As I licked her clean, I slipped my hand into my shorts, then stood up and took them off before straddling her gorgeous body and asked her to watch while I made myself come. I wet my fingers with my juices and rubbed my erect clit until the honey flowed over my hand and down my thighs, causing me to shudder and my legs to weaken until I collapsed beside her on the bed, licking my sticky fingers.

“Can I taste it too, Naomi?” she asked, and I thrust a finger into my wet cunt before offering it to her. She licked tentatively at first then, deciding she liked it, licked my finger clean.

Laura just looked at me with a huge grin on her face and said, “Gosh Naomi, that felt and tasted wonderful. Thank you, thank you!” as she rolled on top of me and kissed me.

My hands went down to cover her gorgeous little bum and I pulled her close, saying, “It was wonderful for me as well sweetheart, and I’m so glad that you enjoyed it, and that you watched me have an orgasm as well.”

I was stroking her firm, round bum as she said, “I loved watching you as well, Naomi,” grinning from ear to ear. “I hope we can do it again… and I promise not to say anything to Mummy.”

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