Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

By Emma Star

Nina Edwards was lying on her sheets, still in her clothes, staring at the ceiling. It was 1:00 AM on a school night, and by all rights, the 16-year-old high school student should have been asleep. Tonight, like many nights in the past few months, was a sleepless one. Her head filled with a thousand thoughts, she found it impossible to clear her mind sufficiently to enter the world of dreams.

The problem had begun a little over a month and a half ago. Nina, a freckled blonde with a firm, slim body and well-toned legs from years of soccer, had decided to use her mother’s computer to check her email. She had been sent an instant message by a friend of her mother’s, named Mary, who had assumed she was IMing Nina’s mother, Patricia. From this, Nina had learned her mother’s secret — Pat Edwards was a lesbian.

That, Nina considered, she could have lived with. Nina was not prejudiced against gay women or men, and although it would have taken a while, Nina could have gotten used to the idea of her mother loving women. She hadn’t waited long for the major blow. Pat liked women, but she had a taste for little girls. This had been confirmed when Nina saw a video feed of her mother having sex with Mary and Mary’s 9-year-old niece, Alice. Nina had watched her mother masturbate the child, teach her how to eat out her own aunt, and other unspeakable acts.

A few weeks after that, Nina’s world was rocked again. Searching through her mother’s computer, she’d found a story, written by her, called “Nina’s True Self Discovered”. It had been about Nina and her mom taking a day off to go to the beach. Finding the beach crowded, they’d gone to a clothing optional stretch of sand where she — Nina — had sunbathed nude and ultimately seduced her mother into incestuous sex in the woods.

So not only did Pat like women, little girls, and participating in incest, she fantasized about her own daughter. This put a new spin on everything. Never, even when she learned the truth about her mother, did Nina think Pat wanted to have sex with her. What else did her mother want to do with Nina or to her?

Suddenly, Nina heard a strange sound from down the hall — like giggling. It was her imagination, she decided, or else her mom was up watching some late night television. Nina ignored it and went back into her reverie. But a moment later, she heard the sound again, more clearly this time. There were definitely people, girls from the sound of it, giggling down the hall in her mother’s room. Nina climbed out of bed and tiptoed down the hallway, careful not to make a sound. She finally reached her mother’s door, which was half-way ajar, and peeked inside. What she saw blew her mind.

Two little girls were kneeling on their hands and knees on Pat’s bed, each completely naked. One girl was white, with sandy blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. The second girl was black, with dark brown hair in cute, little braids. They were both smiling and giggling as Nina’s mother knelt behind them, also buck naked with her large, full breasts exposed to the world, obviously playing with each girl’s tiny pussy. Nina’s mother spoke while she fingered the girls, telling them how pretty they were, and how much she loved them.

“Mom!” Nina exclaimed before she could stop herself. All three of the females on the bed turned to face her.

“Hello Nina,” Pat said. “Girls, this is my daughter, Nina.”

“Hi,” they both said in unison. Neither child seemed at all distressed or embarassed to be caught in the act of sex with an older woman.

“Why don’t you sit on the edge of the bed, girls?” Pat instructed. Both the girls crawled towards the edge, on the side nearest Nina, and sat down next to one another. They held hands as they sat, something Nina would have thought adorable under another circumstance. Nina’s mother knelt behind them and put a hand on each girl’s shoulder.

“This is Tamara,” she said, nodding towards the black girl, “and this is Rachel. They’re students of mine.”

“She’s very pretty, Mrs. Edwards,” Tamara said, speaking about Nina.

“How old are you two?” Nina asked, still stunned.

“Rachel is eight years old,” Pat said. “Tamara is only seven.”

“Oh—” Nina muttered.

“Why don’t you come into the bed with us?” Pat asked.

“Can I kiss her pussy, Mrs. Edwards?” Rachel asked hopefully.

“I wanna touch her boobies!” Tamara added.

“That’s up to Nina,” her mother replied. “What do you say, sweetie?”

Nina wanted to say no. She wanted to turn and run away. She wanted to forget the things she was seeing forever. However, against her wishes, her body moved forward into the bedroom. She shut the door behind her as she moved closer to the two little girls. They were both so adorable with tiny candy nipples and hairless mounds that she wanted to hug both of them tightly to her and kiss them all over.

Instead, she reached under her sweatshirt, and pulled it off over her head along with her t-shirt. At the first sight of her white bra, Tamara and Rachel began to finger themselves. This encouraged Nina further and she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them to the floor. Now she stood in her bra and thong panties in front of her own mother and two third-grade girls. Her mother was still behind the girls but was now playing with their nipples and watching Nina hungrily.

Nina climbed onto the bed and her mother directed her to lie on her back.

“You’re so beautiful, baby,” Pat said to her daughter.

“Mama, I’ve wanted this for so long,” Nina confessed.

“So have I,” her mother replied. “Ever since I used to clean your pussy when you were a baby, I’ve waited for the day you’d do the same for me. Now take off those silly clothes, honey. This is an au natural party.”

“But I’ve never been naked in front of so many people before,” Nina said.

“Don’t worry,” her mom replied. “It’s just us girls.”

All three of them laughed, including Nina. She sat up, reached behind her back, and unclasped her bra. She pulled it away and let her b-cup breasts bounce free. Both of the little girls giggled and moved closer for a better look. Pat looked at her daughter’s bare breasts with a mixture of pride and undisguised lust. Nina reached out for each girl’s hand and placed Tamara’s hand on her right breast and Rachel’s on her left breast. The girls needed no instruction and soon began to play with Nina’s tits.

Soon, Nina’s nipples were diamond hard, and she needed them sucked before she began to cry. She put her hand behind each girl’s head and lowered their faces towards her breasts. The two children squealed with delight and were soon nursing greedily. Pat watched it all happening, fingering herself as well. She looked down to see that Nina’s white, thong panties were soaked through. Pat moved towards her daughter’s legs and spread them apart.

“Do you want me to eat you out, baby?” she asked.

“Yes!” Nina begged.

“Yes, ‘Mommy,'” her mother corrected.

“Please eat me out, Mommy,” Nina cried.

At last, Pat lowered her face towards her daughter’s aching vagina. Nina began to weep at the intensity of the pleasure she was feeling the moment her mother’s tongue touched her sensitive clit. As her mother ate her out, Nina watched the two darling children who were sucking at her breasts. Their tiny mouths around her nipples felt divine, as wet as dew and as soft as silk. Nina stroked the girls’ hair and ran her trembling hands down their backs, then back up again.

“Tamara,” Nina’s mother said, removing her mouth from in between her daughter’s labia. “Would you like Nina to lick your little pussy?”

“Yes, ma’am,” the African-American girl said politely.

“Sit on her chest and put it over her mouth, like I taught you,” Pat instructed.

As Tamara moved into position, Rachel asked, “What about me, Mrs. Edwards?”

“I want you to put your leg over Nina’s tummy so that you’re lying down on top of her, with your butt near my face,” Pat said.

Rachel was able to get into position quicker, and within seconds, Nina could feel the little girl’s weight pressing down on her. Rachel took one of Nina’s breasts in each hand and began to knead them like bread dough. Meanwhile, Tamara finally managed to balance herself, so that her legs were straddling Nina’s chin. Nina looked up into the girl’s big, brown eyes and then slowly moved down past her flat chest, her round belly, and at last to the tiny, brown and pink pussy. Nina groaned at the sight of it and her body shook with desire.

She lifted her head and stuck her tongue out of her mouth, running it between the girl’s vaginal lips, causing Tamara to squeal and then giggle. Encouraged by her response, Nina continued to lick, now drunk with the taste of the girl’s bald pussy. Every inch of her body was on fire and the only relief between her own legs came when her mother would occasionally pause from eating out her daughter to lick up and down the crack of Rachel’s small, lily white ass.

Nina wanted it to continue. She wanted it to end. She was free for the first time. She was terrified out of her mind.

Then she woke up.

* * *

Nina was startled to find herself awake, lying in bed in her sweatshirt and jeans, and it took a moment for her mind to catch up with her body. The dream lingered and slowly faded until Nina was left with nothing but memories and a creeping wetness in her panties. Apparently, her body had reacted to the power of her dream as if it had been a real experience. Mind over matter really meant something, Nina assumed.

She got out of bed, changed into a long t-shirt, and put her soiled panties in the hamper. Then she climbed back between the sheets and turned off the lights. Nina tried, in vain, to fall asleep but thoughts of her dream kept returning to her mind. She was horrifed that some part of her own mind was capable of capitulating to a seduction by two innocent children, two girls who were little more than babies but had the sex drive of women. Most shocking of all to Nina was that she had desired her mother in a way no daughter should desire her own mom. Yet, in the dream, she had done it without shame.

Nina soon noticed that her stomach was grinding in a familiar way and her vagina was getting wet again. She sighed, knowing there was only one way to cure her problem if she ever wanted to asleep. Nina didn’t masturbate often but she knew how to please herself. She closed her eyes, slipped her hand between her legs, and tried to imagine herself in a sexual scenario with any one of the many boys at her high school who vied for her attention. Nothing happened.

Frustrated, Nina decided to go downstairs and watch television, to see if anything was on that might arouse her interests a bit more. When she stepped out of her room, however, she noticed that her mother’s bedroom door was open and Nina began experiencing deja vu. She crept down the hall and peered into her mother’s room. There were no little girls in there, of course. There was just her mother, asleep on her back. Nina watched her mother sleeping for a moment, hating her and loving her at the same time, confused and saddened that her mother had lied to her for so many years.

As Nina’s eyes adjusted to the darkness, she noticed something she hadn’t before. Her mother was sleeping nude and the sheets only came up to her waist, so her entire upper-half was exposed. Nina’s breath caught as she saw her mother’s bare breasts for the first time since she was a baby. If Nina had been more awake, or in a different frame of mind in general, she might have walked away right then. As it so happened, she didn’t.

Unconsciously, Nina’s hand drifted below the hem of her long t-shirt, and she began to rub her naked clit with one finger. Without realizing it, Nina had become entranced at the sight of her mother’s tits, so full and inviting.

“Nina,” said her mother sleepily. Nina quickly jerked her hand away from her crotch.

“Umm, hi Mom,” she replied.

“What are you doing out of bed?” she asked.

“I— don’t know,” she replied awkwardly.

“Come here.”

“What?”

“Come in here. I want to talk to you.”

Nina moved slowly into the room and stood nervously at the side of the bed. Her mother made no effort to cover herself, put simply patted the mattress beside her. Nina sat down on the bed next to her mother, who sat up, and gently laid a hand on her daughter’s thigh. Nina looked her mother in the eye, confused and shocked, but Pat just smiled at her mischeviously. Her fingers spider-walked down Nina’s thigh and under the hem of her shirt.

“Mom—”

“Shh, darling,” she said. “It’s okay.”

“What are you—”

Nina quickly sucked in her breath as her mother’s hand made contact with her swollen sex. She watched as her mother’s hand disappeared completely into the darkness beneath her shirt and she began manipulating Nina’s pussy with expert precision and skill. Nina’s body went rigid and she held her breath as her mom began to finger her. At last, Nina couldn’t hold it in any longer. She sighed loudly and shut her eyes, leaning back against the headboard of the bed.

Her mother, taking this as an invitation, moved closer to her daughter. She carefully took her hand away from her daughter’s pussy and grabbed the hem of her night shirt. She pulled it slowly up until finally both of them were naked in the bed. Nina never opened her eyes.

Pat’s hand went back to the job it had been at before. She kissed Nina softly on the cheek, then down her neck, and then began to kiss her shoulder, all the while fingering her. For Pat, this was a dream come true. She had been fantasizing about this experience with her daughter for years now, and it was finally happening. The silence of the night seemed so delicate that it could crack at any moment and she, like her daughter as well, kept her breathing quiet as not to disturb the moment.

“I know you’ve been on my computer,” Pat said. Finally, Nina opened her eyes, and looked at her. “I’m not mad. Don’t worry. I am glad you liked what you saw there.”

“I don’t know what I saw,” Nina said finally. Her heart was beginning to pound.

“I’ve always loved little girls,” Pat said. “I didn’t act on it when I was with your father but, now that I’m single again, I thought it was time to indulge.”

“But that girl—”

“Alice? She’s a little darling, isn’t she?”

“She’s just a little girl,” Nina replied. She suddenly found herself wishing that this was a dream, that she would wake up back in her bed. This was no dream, though. She was very much awake, but it was beginning to feel like a nightmare.

“She loves licking pussy,” Pat said, “and I love licking hers.”

“No,” Nina said, shaking her head. “No! Don’t touch me!”

She jumped off the bed, grabbed her shirt, and quickly pulled it on over her head. Her mother, stunned at her sudden reaction, sat up quickly in bed. Before she could say anything, though, Nina was out the door, and down the hall, back into her room. She dressed quickly, all the while her heart pounding and her brain screaming. Tears of shame began to flow down her cheeks. She grabbed her car keys and emerged from her room.

Her mother was standing in the hallway in a bathrobe, clearly crying as well. She pleaded with her daughter to calm down, but Nina ignored her, and ran down the stairs. In a minute, she was out the door, and sitting behind the wheel of her car. Her mother stood beside the vehicle, trying to talk to her daughter.

“Nina, please don’t leave. We have to talk,” she said.

“No, we don’t!” Nina said through her tears. “You’re disgusting! You’re sick! I hate you!”

“Honey, please—”

“No, I am going to live with Dad!” she screamed. “I’m going to tell him and he’s going to call the police and they’ll lock your sick ass in jail, you fucking freak!”

She turned the key in the ignition, threw the car into the reverse, and backed out of the driveway much too fast, knocking over the mailbox in the process. She turned on to their street, put the car into drive, and pulled away from her home. Her tears blinded her and she wiped furiously at them, but it was still difficult to see the road. She didn’t care where she was going, though. She just had to get away.

Nina had no intention of calling the police. She had only said that in anger, to scare her mother. As for her father, his house was too far to reach tonight, and she was exhausted already. Nina’s mind wandered until she found herself at the on ramp to the highway. She would stay the night in a hotel, she decided, until she figured out what to do.

Continue on to Chapter 4

By Emma Star

Nina was miserable for the next month. No matter where she went or what she did, she could not get the images out of her head of her mother having sex with another woman and, most appalling of all, the other woman’s 9-year-old niece. When she’d sat down at her mother’s computer that fateful day, she never could have guessed she’d see and heard things which would flip her world on its head. She was disgusted with her mother for what she had done. Most of all, she was angry for the emotional damage it had caused her.

When Nina sat in class, she would listen to her teachers droning on, but her mind would drift. As her World History teacher talked about arms build-up before the First World War, Nina would see her mother fingering a redheaded child. When her Biology teacher talked about cellular mitosis, Nina would see her mother, smiling and licking her lips, as another woman’s urine splashed on her face. Nina could no longer pay attention in class and her grades began to suffer. When her mother asked what was wrong, Nina refused to answer. Most of the time, she would scream at her mother and lock herself in her room.

She blamed all of her problems on her mother’s perverted lifestyle. She couldn’t concentrate in class because of her. She couldn’t sleep or eat because of her. Even her boyfriend, Rich, had noticed how she seemed to be distancing herself from everyone, even him. Nina didn’t dare tell him the truth. All she could do was make vague excuses about stress. She could never tell him that her mother was a lesbian and a pedophile.

The worst times came at home. Nina’s mother would prepare dinner for the two of them and prattle on about her day as Nina glared at her uneaten food. Nina couldn’t understand how someone as deviant as her mother could act so normal. No, that wasn’t true. She couldn’t understand how someone as normal as her mother could be such a deviant.

Nina began to notice little things as well. She noticed the way her mother lingered on TV channels showing scantily clad women. She also noticed the looks her mother gave to young girls at the mall or the supermarket. She would pause in whatever she was saying or doing and just stare at some girl, some as young as 6 or 7, until they were out of sight. Then she’d resume talking as if nothing had happened. Of course, Nina knew the truth. When her mother saw a cute little girl, she was really imagining stripping the child, laying her down on a bed, and licking her bald pussy or sucking her tiny nipples. It was enough to make Nina sick.

One day, about five weeks after Nina had discovered her mother’s secret, she was watching TV in her room when she heard a knock at the door. She unlocked it and saw her mother, dressed up like she was about to go on a date.

“I wish you wouldn’t love your door,” she said.

“I wish I had a million dollars,” Nina replied in a mean tone.

“Well, I’m going out,” her mother said. “I’m meeting some friends from work for drinks. I’ll be home about eleven.”

“OK,” Nina replied, paying little attention.

“Call my cell phone if you need anything,” she said.

“Whatever,” Nina replied.

Her mother took a long, hard look at her. Nina was aware of her mother’s eyes on her, but she continued watching television as if she wasn’t even there.

“Bye. I love you,” her mother finally said.

“Bye,” said Nina.

Her mother lingered in the door for another few moments, as if waiting for something. Then she left. Nina listened for the sound of the door opening, the sound of the engine turning, and the sound of the car pulling out of the driveway.

A few minutes later, when Nina was sure her mother wasn’t coming back, she turned off the television. She undressed and walked into her bathroom to take a shower. She admired her B-cup breasts and her firm body in the mirror. A small patch of golden pubic hair grew just above her almost fully developed mound. Nina wondered if she should shave it.

Nina stepped into the shower and spent twenty minutes or so cleaning herself. Once she was done, she dried her hair, wrapped a towel around her body, and returned to her room. Her mother was still gone, of course. She wouldn’t be back for almost three hours. Suddenly, Nina had an idea.

Quietly, listening for the sound of a car in the driveway, Nina crept out of her room and down the hall to her mother’s bedroom. She sat down, still wearing only the towel, in front of her mother’s computer. She moved the mouse and the monitor returned from sleep mode. Nina began to look though her mother’s files. She didn’t know what she was looking for, exactly, just something to explain her mother’s behavior.

After a few minutes, she found a file called “me_pat_alice.mpeg”. Nina’s stomach turned. She knew what this was. The last time she’d seen the video of her mother, her mother’s voluptuous friend Mary, and Mary’s little niece Alice having sex, it had been a streaming file from Mary herself. Apparently, her mother had downloaded it for easy access. Biting her lip, Nina moved the cursor to the icon and double clicked.

The file opened to show her mother, completely naked, sitting on the edge of Mary’s bed. Nina felt a brief moment of envy when she saw her mother’s large, well-shaped breasts. Mother or not, degenerate or not, Patricia Edwards was a beautiful, sexy woman. Nina fast-forwarded through the scenes she’d already watched until she came to a scene of Mary and her mother kissing, while Alice sucked their nipples.

Nina watched this for a few minutes until, on screen, her mother said, “Why don’t we get Aunt Mary out of these clothes, Alice?”

Alice, who was wearing nothing but pink socks, nodded her head in agreement. Mary stood up. Pat went to work on Mary’s bra as Alice eagerly pulled Mary’s panties down to her ankles, then her garter belt and stockings. Soon, Mary was nude as well.

“So what do you say, Alice?” Nina’s mom asked.

“About what?” the child replied.

“You want to eat your first pussy?” she asked. Nina still couldn’t get used to the idea of her mother using that kind of language.

“Yours?” Alice asked.

“Well, I was thinking Aunt Mary should be your first, since she’s the one who taught you how to be a lesbian,” Nina’s mother said.

“Yeah!” Alice replied, “and she always eats me when I ask.”

“Mary?” asked Pat, turning to her friend.

“Fine by me!” exclaimed the naked redhead and they all laughed. Nina wondered how they could be so flippant about teaching a 9-year-old girl how to perform oral sex on her aunt.

“Lie down, Mary,” said Pat. “Alice, you get on your hands and knees between her legs. Make sure the camera can see that sweet butt of yours.”

Mary lay down on her back on the bed, legs tucked up, showing her pussy to the camera. She had a hairy bush, as red as the hair on her head. Alice climbed on the bed, her back to the camera, and knelt in front of her aunt. Nina could see freckles on the girl’s white, bony ass. She seemed hesitant, as if she wasn’t sure what to do next. Pat was there to instruct her in the ways of lesbian love.

“We’ll start off with something simple,” said Nina’s mother. “Play with her pussy using your fingers until you find her clit, then when you’re ready, try licking it.”

Alice listened patiently to the naked, older woman’s instructions, then leaned in, showing her tiny pink asshole to the camera. Alice’s fingers began to play nervously with her aunt’s labia, searching for her clit. It didn’t take long to find, unsheathed as it was in Mary’s state of arousal

“Good,” said Pat. “Just lick it whenever you’re ready. Take your time. You’re doing great, sweetie.”

Pat rubbed the girl’s back reassuringly. Finally, Alice worked up her nerve, and lowered her face into her aunt’s crotch. As she did, Mary began to writhe and squirm, cooing in delight as the innocent little girl had her first taste of another woman. Pat’s finger found its way to Alice’s pussy and she began to rub the child’s immature cunt gently, rubbing her own with her free hand.

Suddenly, Nina heard a car pulling into the driveway. She quickly closed the video and ran to the window. She saw an SUV, not her mother’s sedan, pulling in. The car backed out and drove away. It had just been someone turning around.

Nina returned to the chair and saw, to her surprise, that it was wet. She knew she couldn’t have dripped on it. Then she noticed the odd, triangular patch of wetness was near to the edge of the chair. Nina’s fingers immediately went to her vagina. It was soaking wet. She tried to rationalize it: she had been watching sex, even if it involved her mother, a child, and no men. IT was natural, she reasoned. Nina removed her towel, dried the wet spot, and sat back down, this time putting the towel between her butt and the seat.

She had seen enough of the video for now. In truth, she was scared to watch more. She continued searching the hard drive for clues to her mother’s sexuality. In a folder marked “Stories” she found several files which appeared to be erotic stories her mother had downloaded. Most were about women and young girls having sex. One, called “Bethany’s Secret 2” was a bout a teenage boy, his girlfriend (who had male sex organs), and the girl’s mother (who also had male sex organs) having an orgy.

There was a subfolder called “My stories” which she opened. One file immediately caught her eye. IT was a Microsoft Word document called “Nina’s True Self Discovered.” Balking, she opened it. “Nina’s True Self Discovered (F/f, incest, teen, nudist) by Patricia Edwards” it said at the top. Her mother had written the story!

Cautiously, Nina began to read:

Nina’s True Self Discovered
(F/f, incest, teen, nudist)
by Patricia Edwards

On a warm, sunny day in June, my 16-year-old daughter Nina and I decided to go to the beach, to swim, and to work on our tans. We lived only thirty minutes from Cape Cod where our favorite beach, Old Shell Beach, was located. It was a Tuesday, so we hoped it wouldn’t be too crowded.

I loaded our things into the car and called Nina. ‘Coming, Mom!’ she called back. A moment later, Nina emerged from the house, and pulled the front door shut behind her. She smiled at me and I smiled back.

My daughter looked very sexy in a magenta bikini top, cut-off jean shorts, and sandals. I had a feeling she was hoping to catch the eye of a few boys at the beach today. As for me, I was wearing a one-piece green bathing suit under my white blouse and khaki shorts. I, however, would not be trying to attract any men. I am a lesbian, but my daughter didn’t know.

We climbed into the car, put on our seatbelts, and began the drive to the beach. We drove with the windows down, listening to a classic rock station, and talking about all kinds of things. Nina, for her part, spoke mostly about her boyfriend Richard. I’d met him, and he was a sweet, handsome boy, but I always felt a little disappointed that my daughter never seemed to take an interest in other girls. I hoped that maybe she would open up in college.

But that was a few years away. I was glad to have my little girl with me on this beautiful day at the beach.

Finally, we reached the Old Shell Beach parking lot and pulled in. I could see, to my disappointment, that the beach was packed. I paid the attendant and began to look for a spot, moving slowly through the crowds of people. I found the last spot available. Nina and I climbed out of the car and walked the quarter of a mile to the beach.

‘This is bad,’ Nina said when we arrived. I nodded. ‘Do you see any space?’

‘No,’ I replied.

‘This sucks,’ she said.

‘Do you want to go home?’ I asked her.

‘We drove all this way,’ she said. ‘It would be a shame to waste it. And it’s such a beautiful day.’

‘I know,’ I agreed.

‘Let’s see if there’s space down the beach,’ she suggested.

Nina and I worked our way through the crowds of beach-goers, looking for a place. There was none. We kept moving. We’d never had to go this far down the beach before. We had almost reached the curve, beyond which we couldn’t see any further.

‘I think there’s some space down there,’ she said. ‘Let’s check it out.’

We had just reached the edge of the crowd when I noticed a sign: ‘Clothing is optional beyond this point.’

‘Nina, wait,’ I said.

‘What?’ she said, and I pointed to the sign.

‘It’s a nude beach past here,’ I said.

Nina looked at the sign, thinking. Then she looked down the crowded beach. ‘Let’s go anyway,’ she said.

‘Nina!’ I almost shouted.

‘What?’ she asked. ‘It’s clothing optional. We don’t have to be naked. I bet there’s lots of space down there. Come on, Mom. Don’t be such a wimp.’

Before I could say anything, Nina darted down the sand and around the curve. I cursed and followed her. Just around the curve, I caught up with her as she was laying down a towel in the midst of a fairly substantial crowd of men, women, and children. Most were naked. In fact, Nina and I seemed to be sticking out like sore thumbs.

‘Plenty of space,’ said Nina.

She unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down, revealing her bikini bottoms, the same color as her top. Sighing, I unbuttoned my blouse. Once it was off, I removed my own shorts and folded them into a pile with Nina’s clothes. I lay down beside her on my stomach.

‘This is silly,’ said Nina.

‘You want to go back?’ I asked.

‘No,’ she said. ‘It’s silly that we’re tanning like this. We’re going to get lines.’

‘But we . . . oh . . .’ I said.

‘It’s a nude beach, after all,’ said Nina.

She stood up and reached around her back to untie the string on her bikini. Before I could stop her, it came undone and fell to the ground. My daughter’s breasts were exposed to everyone, her golden nipples hard in the sea breeze.

‘Nina!’ I cried.

‘Don’t be such a prude, Mom,’ she told me.

With her back turned to me, Nina hooked her thumbs around the waist band of her bottoms and bent over, pulling them to the ground, showing her firm, round ass to me. She kicked her bathing suit into a pile, then turned to face me. Her hands were on her flat stomach, just above her hairless vagina.

‘Well?’ she asked.

I was speechless.

‘Do you want an even tan or not?’ my naked daughter asked.

Reluctantly, I gave in. I always tried to think of myself as a cool mom and didn’t want to look like a wimp in front of my daughter. I stood up and undid the straps of my bathing suit, pulling the cloth down, setting my breasts free. Nina seemed to stare at them, impressed by their size. I pulled the rest of my bathing suit off. Now I stood, buck naked, with my daughter in the middle of a nude beach.

‘Happy?’ I asked.

‘Not quite,’ she said. ‘Lay down on your stomach.’

I did as I was told, laying down on the towel on my stomach, folding my arms beneath my head. Nina knelt down on the ground beside me and removed a bottle of tanning lotion from my bag. She squirted some into her hand, put the bottle back, and rubbed her hands together. With that, Nina went to work, oiling my shoulders, arms, and back with the slick oil.

Nina giggled.

‘What?’ I asked.

I nearly shrieked as Nina put her hands on my ass, but I managed to keep quiet. Nina rubbed the oil on my bare butt until it was covered then did the backs of my legs.

‘My turn,’ she said, handing me the bottle.

‘I’m not sure I feel comfortable doing this,’ I told her.

‘Mom,’ she said, ‘you wiped my ass when I was a baby. You can put tanning lotion on it now.’

With that, Nina lay down on her stomach. I oiled up my hands and worked on her back. Once I was done, I looked at her ass. It was a perfect ass, the kind only a teenager can have. Still, I felt nervous. I did her well-toned, soccer-player thighs, then her calves.

‘Forgetting something?’ Nina asked.

Reluctantly, I placed my hands on her butt, one on each cheek, and began to massage them with the oil. Once it was done, she thanked me, and we lay down to soak up the sun.

About thirty minutes later, Nina said, ‘I’m gonna go swim. You want to come?’

‘No thanks,’ I said.

Nina stood up. Without bothering to put on her bathing suit, she went to the edge of the water. I saw a young man and woman, a little older than Nina, but equally naked, approach her. They talked for a minute, then the young man ran to fetch a Frisbee. The three entered the surf and began to play.

‘She’s a beautiful girl,’ I heard a woman’s voice say. I looked up to see a handsome woman in her fifties, standing over me, smiling.

‘Yes, she is,’ I said.

‘What’s your name?’ the woman asked. ‘I’m Jan.’

‘I’m Pat,’ I said. ‘She’s Nina.’

‘Nice to meet you,’ said Jan. ‘New here?’

‘First time,’ I admitted.

‘I could tell,’ she said, grinning. ‘I just wanted to let you know that if you and Nina want to go somewhere more private and have a little fun, there’s a trail going back into those woods.’ She pointed at some trees at the edge of the beach. ‘No one will bother you two there.’

‘What?’ I asked, confused.

‘I mean, if you and your friend want to fool around . . .’

‘She’s my daughter!’

Jan’s face paled. ‘I’m very sorry,’ she said.

‘You should be.’

Jan hurried away. I was shocked. She thought Nina and I were lovers! That was insane. I had a good mind to grab Nina and drag her off that beach. Just then, Nina came running up the sand, dripping with seawater and smiling happily.

‘Hey Mom,’ she said.

‘Having fun?’ I asked.

‘Jerry and Crystal,’ she said, indicating her friends, ‘said there’s a really cool trail back in the woods. Let’s go check it out.’

‘No,’ I said.

‘Why? What’s wrong?’ she asked.

I couldn’t bring myself to tell my daughter what had happened. But my only other choice was to go back in the woods with her. What would Jan think if she saw?

‘Fine,’ I said, standing up. ‘Let’s get dressed and see.’

‘Why?’ she asked, already heading for the woods. ‘Being naked is fun!’ She ran towards the woods.

Groaning in exasperation, I followed her. By the time I reached the woods, she had vanished. I sat down on a rock. Just then, Nina appeared from up the trail.

Before I could react, Nina sat on my lap. She was a lot bigger since the last time she’d sat on my lap, but I could still hold her. I felt her wet, warm skin against my naked body and my pussy began to stir. I swallowed guiltily.

‘I know you’re a lesbian,’ she said, looking into my eyes. I was stunned.

‘How?’ I asked.

‘It doesn’t matter,’ she said, ‘and it doesn’t matter to me that you’re a lesbian. You’re my mom and I love you.’

Suddenly, Nina looked deeply into my eyes. My breath caught and I couldn’t speak. I could only stare into my daughter’s beautiful, blue eyes, caught in the intimacy of the moment.

Then, Nina closed her eyes, and leaned in. Her soft lips brushed against mine. I wrapped my arms around her as she put her hands on the back of my head and pulled me in close. We kissed and our lips parted. Nina’s tongue entered my mouth, exploring nervously.

Finally, the kiss broke, and Nina stood up. I looked up into her eyes as she held out her hand to me. I took it and stood up.

‘You gave me life,’ she said, ‘and you’ve given me everything since then. I want to give you something back.’ She moved in close, pressing her breasts against mine. ‘Jerry and Crystal told me about a place we can use.’

Nina turned and began to walk, her tender butt wiggling seductively, and pulled me along. My pussy was on fire by this point. I had no choice but to follow……

Nina could read no more.

Sitting at the computer, staring at the text document, she could barely even breathe. Not only was her mother a lesbian with a taste for children, she was fantasizing about Nina too! She wanted to have sex with her own daughter!

Nina closed the file, closed all the windows she’d opened, and returned to her room. She knew this night would be a sleepless one.

Continue on to Chapter 3

By Nellie of Sweden

The years passed and I started to grow breasts some months before my twelfth birthday. And a little later the first tiny strands of hair appeared on my pussy. I remember the night Erica first discovered that and it made her cry.

“Oh no,” she said. “My baby girl is becoming a woman…”

I felt a little worried by her reaction. “Won’t you love me anymore when my breasts grow bigger?” I said in a worried tone. “I can’t help it, you know!”

Erica smiled and gave me a kiss. “I know, baby! And don’t worry, I’ll never stop loving you as long as my heart is beating! It’s just that I love your body so much the way it is right now. I love that flat chest and the soft skin on your pussy.”

“But most of all it’s you that I love,” she continued. “The person Nellie inside that gorgeous body! So… I guess I’ll have to find someone to make me pregnant and hopefully have a little daughter for us both to have fun with!” She said it as if she was joking, but we both knew that she wasn’t.

It didn’t happen at once, though but at last it did.

Two years later Erica came back from a long vacation in Thailand with her parents. She had been away for a whole month and I had missed her terribly. We met at a family party at her house, but we managed to sneak off to her room and locked the door.

As soon as we were alone Erica was all over me, kissing and caressing me and ripping my clothes off. But suddenly she calmed down and smiled her prettiest smile.

“Guess what,” she said with a big smile. “I have a surprise for you, darling!”

“What? What, Erica?”

She smiled again and put my hand on the lower parts of her stomach. “Feel anything? We’re gonna have a baby, darling! We’re gonna be mummies. Aren’t you happy?”

I was speechless at first but Erica kept talking. “I know, of course, that it’s not our baby, but I like to think of her as ours.”

“Her? How can you be so sure it’s not a boy?”

Erica smiled again. “Don’t know how, I just know! What shall we call her? You can pick a name, but Cornelia is going to be one of her names.”

I was in shock. Erica was twenty-one and she felt ready to be a mother, but I was only fourteen and didn’t really want that responsibility just yet. At the same time I was excited about the baby and the love that Erica gave me all the time. It was that love that made her want me to be “the other mummy” of her coming child.

We made love on her bed and were lying there naked when her mother tried to get in. When she discovered it was locked she knocked hard on the door.

“Erica! Why is this locked? What are you two doing in there?”

Erica jumped up quickly. “Nothing, Mum, what do you want? We locked it because we’re having a seance, trying to call spirits….”

“We’re having cake now and I thought you two would like some,” Aunt Monica said.

“Okay,” I replied. “We’ll come down in a minute.”

I had so many questions, but realized they would have to wait. So we went downstairs and after the cake my parents decided it was time to go home. I tried to talk them into letting my stay the night, but Aunt Monica said no.

A month later Erica called me on the phone and told me she was leaving home. She had found a two-room apartment with a rent she could afford, and signed the lease just hours earlier. But best of all was that her new place was a lot closer to me and my home. She told me the address and I screamed from happiness.

“That’s great Eri,” I said happily. “I pass that house every day on my way to school.”

“Yes, I know that,” she said. “That’s one of the reasons I picked that flat. It’ll be nice to live closer to my girlfriend!”

Six months later, little Daniela was born. A few weeks too early, but everything was okay. I had just turned fifteen and started getting used to the thought of being some sort of mother figure to Erica’s baby.

Erica called me on the phone a morning in early May and told me that our baby had been born three hours earlier.

“Would you please come and see us after school?” she begged. “We miss you so much.”

I promised and then asked my mother if she could give me some extra money to buy a present for Erica and her new baby.

“What? Did she have the baby already? Why did she tell you and not me? Does her parents know?”

“Mum,” I said calmly. “Erica and I are… well, we’re lovers. We have a relationship. I’m a lesbian, Mum!”

It was a big relief to finally come out to my mother, but she didn’t seem upset at all. She laughed and gave me a hug. “Didn’t you think I knew that?” she said. “You’ve been a lesbian all your life. I’ve seen the way you look at pretty girls and women. I just wondered when you would come out and tell me. I know you’ve been fooling around with Erica for years… and I also know about your little games when you and Miki were sharing a room.”

“So… you’re not angry with me?”

“No, baby, why should I be? You haven’t done anything wrong. Should I punish you for loving? And those little games with your sister… don’t tell anyone, but Monica and I did that too when we grew up. Nothing wrong with that!”

I hugged my mother with a big smile. “I know I’ve said things to you sometimes that weren’t very nice, but you really are a great mother,” I said.

She gave me a little money and I ran off to school.

After school I bought a present and took the bus to the hospital to see Erica and little newborn Dani. Luckily enough, Erica had a room all by herself and little Dani was sleeping in a sort of glass box on wheels beside her bed. I looked at her.

“Oh, my God, how small she is,” I said.

“Yes,” Erica answered. “So small, yet so perfect. Wait a minute! I’ll show you something…”

She gently lifted Dani up from her bed and put her on the big bed. Erica opened the little baby-overall that Dani had on and showed me the naked upper body of her little baby.

And I almost fainted. The baby girl had breasts. Little round shaped bumps on her chests. I couldn’t stop looking.

“Cute, aren’t they?” Erica said.

“Yeah… but….”

She laughed a little. “Don’t worry. The nurse told me they will go away in a few days. It has something to do with hormones. She said it’s quite common for newborn girls to have breasts. And then they disappear. Isn’t she gorgeous?”

I slowly nodded my head, unable to speak.

“Don’t you wanna kiss them?” Erica said. “Or touch them?”

I sat on the bed and Erica leaned down and kissed the baby’s breasts and then encouraged me to do the same thing.

And at last I did and I could almost hear little Dani’s heartbeat inside. Then Erica and I kissed for a while until visiting hours were over and I had to go.

The night after my first visit, there were some kind of complications and Dani was taken in for intensive care. She was close to dying several times in the weeks after that, but survived. Finally, at the age of four months, Erica could take her home.

The first night Dani was home, Erica wanted me to be there with them. We had a candlelight dinner while Dani was asleep, and at dessert I heard a little sound from the crib. I went into the bedroom and Dani was awake, looking at some toys hanging over the crib. I picked her up and she grabbed my hair with one of her little hands. Erica was in the kitchen cleaning up when we got there.

“Hello little sweetheart,” she said. “You seem to like Mummy Nellie too! And why shouldn’t you? She’s Mummy’s girlfriend!”

Dani started to cry a little.

“No, no, baby,” Erica said. “You are Mummy’s girl, Dani, sure you are. But Nellie loves us too and we love her, Don’t we?”

She opened her blouse and put Dani to her breast and the baby started sucking loudly. They sat on the living room sofa and I sat down next to them.

When Dani had finished her meal, Erica put her to her shoulder to make her burp, then Erica went towards the bathroom and the nursing table. She called me and I followed.

Erica gently undressed Dani while talking to her in a loving motherly way. Her diaper was a mess and I had to go out, I couldn’t stand either the sight or the smell, but Erica called me back when Dani was nice and clean.

“Look at her,” Erica said. “Look at that little tiny pussy! Isn’t she cute?”

“Yes, darling,” I said. “She sure is…”

“Don’t you want to taste her? Come on, Nel, take a lick! I know you want to.”

I was as paralyzed, couldn’t move or talk. But Erica could. She opened Dani’s legs and spread them wide open. Then she put her hands on the baby’s inner thighs and her thumbs gently opened Dani’s little pussy lips.

“See? She’s so perfect… look at her little clit! And the opening… so tiny!”

She slowly leaned down and caressed Dani’s little baby pussy with her lips. Dani seemed to be very happy. Not that she laughed or even smiled, but I imagine that babies always protest when they don’t like things.

Erica smiled at her. “Yes, you like Mummy kissing your little cunt, don’t you Dani baby? What? Mummy didn’t understand. What did you say?”

I giggled a little, because of course Dani hadn’t said a word.

“Oh… you want Mummy Nellie to kiss you too! Yes, baby, sure she wants to! Who could resist such a cute little baby like you.” Then Erica turned to me. “Go on, darling! Show her you love her! Give her pussy what it wants. Look, she’s spreading even more for you!”

I hesitated a bit, but Erica put her hand on the back of my head, gently pushing me down towards Daniela’s little body.

Whenever I want to, I can still recall the special smell from her little baby pussy. She’d been cleaned with a special baby soap and maybe that was what gave her that special nice smell. I could feel the warmth from her little body and gently placed a very soft kiss on Dani’s tiny pussy lips. Erica kept motioning me to give her a real licking, and I slipped the tip of my tongue inside her little slit. Erica’s hands caressed my butt and thighs and I could tell she got very excited from watching me lick her little baby.

I took a little break to get a kiss from Erica’s mouth, and as I lifted my head up I saw it was in the exact right second. Dani started to pee, and I felt glad my mouth wasn’t there just then.

But Erica laughed and put Dani’s diaper back on and removed the wet towel that had been under her. She put Dani back into her crib and turned to me.

“It was nice to see you eating her,” she said. “I did it myself just three hours after she was born. Too bad she lost her little tits, but before she grows new ones she’ll have lots of fun with you and me. She is a bit too young to really enjoy sex yet, but it’s good she’s getting used to being caressed and kissed and licked from the beginning. I think that will make sex a natural part of her life later on.”

I was thinking of all the fun we would have in the years to come. Fantasies of Dani at three, four or five in beautiful dresses with no panties underneath. When her dark hair was long and shiny and her body hot and horny.

“What are you thinking about, my darling?” Erica gave me a loving smile and took me in her arms.

“Nothing… or… well, I was thinking of how it might be when she’s a little older.”

“Aha… Are you planning to seduce her? Like I seduced you?”

“No… I don’t think I’ll have to. I guess she will join us in bed long before she’s that age.”

“She will… and even more once she’s housebroken,” Erica said and we both laughed. It was a little strange to use that word about a human. Dogs and cats are housebroken, not little girls. But of course I understood what Erica meant.

She kissed me with so much love and affection, and her hands came wandering over my firm breasts. My legs started shaking and I opened my mouth to accept her tongue when she leaned in to kiss me.

“Fuck me,” I whispered with my lips almost touching hers. “Make love to me, darling. It’s been so long since the last time!”

“Yes, my darling, way too long. I’ve missed you so much!”

Her hands were trembling as they released me from the prison of my clothes. Item by item fell to the floor and when we both were naked, Erica put on some low, soft music and pulled me really close to her. We danced closely together kissing and cuddling for a long time before we fell down on the big bed and ended up in 69-position eating each other out.

An hour or so later, Dani woke up again and started to cry. Erica put her next to me with my breast very close to her mouth. Dani found the nipple and started sucking it. The feeling was amazing, though she soon gave it up since I didn’t have any milk for her. But Erica did, and it was a precious moment being naked together in bed while Dani nursed from Erica. Dani’s diaper was the only clothing-like thing anyone of us had on.

When Dani had finished eating, we all fell asleep. I didn’t awaken until my mother called on the phone, worried that something had happened to me.

“Sorry, Mum,” I said. “I lost the track of time. Little Dani is so cute I just can’t stop looking. Please let me stay the night!”

She said yes, and I was very happy to spend the evening in bed with Erica and Dani.

* * *

Today Dani is 28 years old and married to a very nice man. They have two little boys and Dani is living an every day life like everybody else, totally heterosexual.

Except for the times she visits her dirty old aunt for some girl sex and some talk about her childhood and youth. But that’s our secret, hers and mine. Maybe I’ll share some more of it with you some day! And if you’re wondering who is the father of her I can’t tell you that because I don’t know. Erica said that four gay men she knew had mixed sperm from all four of them and given it to her and she had inserted it by herself and got lucky. All four had dark hair and brown eyes so her looks comes from her father but the craving for sex definitely comes from her mother, my darling Erica.

By Nellie of Sweden

My glorious summer was over and I really missed sleeping with Erica, my cousin, girlfriend and idol. Now it was October and I was back in town in our small two-bedroom apartment sharing a room with Michaela (or Miki, as we called her) my eight-years-older sister. What I am about to tell you about took place in the middle of November, a dark and cold Friday night.

I had hoped I could visit Erica for the weekend but my Aunt Monica, her mother, said no this time because she had decided they would go to Stockholm for the weekend to shop a little for Christmas. So I turned in early crying in my pillow, longing for Erica’s loving arms. My sister had gone to a school dance and wasn’t there when I eventually fell asleep.

I awoke by the sound of the door opening and looked at the alarm clock. It was almost midnight and Miki had come home. I watched her silently as she took her blouse and jeans off. She had only the little bed lamp lighted so my part of the room was all dark and I could watch her without getting caught. At least that was what I thought.

Miki stood before the mirror and smiled at herself. She posed and looked again in lots of different positions. Then she opened her bra and took it off. I held my breath. God, she was gorgeous! Then I felt a little sorry that she couldn’t seem to stand the sight of me. I wondered if we ever were going to be friendly with each other.

Miki smiled again and looked very pleased with the picture she saw in the mirror. She put her hands on her tits and caressed them. Her nipples were quite small and light-brown coloured. I remembered what Erica had said about her, and I still didn’t believe it.

Miki smiled at her own reflection in the mirror and started to do a slow sexy dance while caressing herself. Suddenly a little giggle slipped out of my mouth, and the next second I wished I was dead.

Miki turned around really fast and looked at me with a very angry face. “What are you looking at, you little brat?” she said with rage in her voice.

I was scared stiff and almost couldn’t answer. “N… n… nothing! I didn’t see anything!”

She came towards me with her finger pointing at me and her eyes filled with anger. “If you as much as breathe a single word about this to anyone in the whole world…. If you do, you’re dead! DEAD! Do you hear me, bitch?”

I started to cry and turned my back on Miki, sobbing and hugging my pillow. “Go away,” I sniveled. “I didn’t do anything to you!”

I was crying my eyes out and my whole body was shaking and somewhere far away I heard a deep sigh. Then steps coming towards my bed and I tried to make myself as small as I could so Miki wouldn’t hit me. But instead she sat down on the edge of my bed and gently stroke my hair.

“Hey, Sis… I didn’t mean that! I’m sorry, I really am.”

I cried so much that I just barely managed to speak. “I’m used to it! Now go away, please!”

I couldn’t stop crying and I heard Miki sigh again. She squeezed my shoulder gently with her hand. “Hey, Nellie… please listen to me! I have something important to say to you… And of course I won’t hurt you.”

“What?” I sobbed with my face buried in my pillow.

She stroked my hair again and started talking with a completely different voice. She was now crying too.

“I know I’ve been a real bitch,” Miki said. “I’m sorry, sis, I really am! I don’t know why really. ‘Cause, like you said yourself, you haven’t done anything to me. I guess… well, I guess I’ve been sort of jealous of you.”

I managed to calm down a little but I still had my back turned on her. “Why? Why would you be jealous of me? I don’t have anything you don’t have yourself.”

“No, you don’t… it’s really you that should be jealous, ’cause at least I have one thing that you don’t have….”

“What?”

“A sweet sister…. I have one but you d-don’t…”

Miki was crying heavily now and I started to feel sorry for her. It was obvious she really meant every word.

Then she continued. “You’re such an angel and everybody loves you! I guess that’s what made me jealous and acting like a real jerk. But I promise you, Nel, that I’ll change. From now on, I’ll treat you better, I promise! Please believe me and… please forgive me! Can you do that, Nel? If I promise to make it up to you the best I can?”

I felt so relieved and happy although I still was crying a little. I nodded my head and whispered, “Yes! Yes, Miki I forgive you. Let’s forget all about it and start all over. And I’ll try not to be such a pain too!”

“You’re not a pain at all! It was just me,” Miki said. I felt her shivering and suddenly she said, “Aren’t you cold? I’m freezing!”

I moved closer to the wall and lifted up the covers and even managed to smile at my sister. “You can come and lie down here with me if you like! It’s warm and cozy down here. I’ve been warming up the bed for hours.”

Miki smiled and wiped some tears from her face. “Can I? Really, Nellie?”

I nodded my head yes and she smiled at me before getting under my covers. Miki looked really happy.

“Hey, how long ago is it since the last time we were in the same bed?” she said.

“Don’t know… years and years I guess…”

I felt her legs against mine and she was really cold. I smiled at my sister. “You’ll soon be warm,” I said.

Miki looked into my eyes and giggled. “Thank you, Nel,” she said. “Thank you for forgiving me, I know I don’t deserve it! And thank you for letting my cold body be in bed with yours.”

Then she smiled again. “Wanna go to sleep?”

“Mmm… kiss me goodnight first,” I heard myself saying, before I had the time to think.

Miki looked surprised and smiled again. “Really? Can I do that, Nel?”

I felt so happy that our sisterly war seemed to be over and didn’t answer but gently pressed my lips against hers. And…. my sister blushed!

“Wow…” she said. “Wow, Nellie! I really loved that! One more? Please?”

I don’t know if it was me or Miki who first opened her mouth, but our next kiss was not a sisterly one but a deep French kiss with our tongues dancing.

Miki’s face was deeply red when we finally broke apart and she looked a little embarrassed. “Eh… I think maybe I should go back to my own bed,” she said with a trembling voice.

“No… please stay,” I whispered.

“But…. I’m afraid that if I stay something could happen that shouldn’t happen! Maybe I won’t be able to keep my hands to myself!”

I giggled and put my arms around Miki’s neck. “Well… then don’t,” I whispered and moved my face towards her with my mouth half open to let her know I wanted another kiss.

And she kissed me again and again and I could hear her breath getting heavier and then suddenly Miki spoke to me again. “Nellie, I love you,” she whispered. “But who taught you how to kiss like that? Those kisses made me all tingly! You know… ‘down there.'”

“Yeah, I know… me too,” I said.

“Really?”

“Yes…”

Miki pulled me really close to her and her hands wandered down on my back and stopped on my firm little butt. She squeezed my ass cheeks and I hissed in expectation.

Miki put her left hand on my hip and gently pushed me over on my back. She kissed me again and whispered in my ear. “Oh, God, Nel… I can’t help myself anymore! Tell me to stop, or slap my face if I do anything you don’t like!”

I hugged her and pulled my knees up to show her that it was okay to touch me. Miki smiled and I could see in her eyes she understood what my body told her. Her hand stroked over my stomach and down on my thigh. Then back up and stopped at the waistband of my pyjama pants. At that point I grabbed her hand and lifted it away and I saw the disappointment in Miki’s face. But I lifted her hand to my face and kissed it gently. Then I put it back down. Right between my legs, right on my pussy, and put my own hand on hers and smiled at her.

“Oh, Nellie, you almost fooled me,” Miki giggled. “I thought you would stop me.”

I didn’t say anything, I just smiled and spread my legs for my sister’s hand. She stroked my pussy through the pj’s but soon her hand returned to the waistband. Her fingertips came inside and then she stopped.

“May I?” she whispered.

“Yes Miki,” I whispered back.

Her soft hand slowly caressed its way down to my pussy and she smiled when she felt how wet I was. Miki’s fingers rubbed gently along my slit and my inner pussy lips opened for her. Very, very gently she pushed her little finger against the opening of my childish vagina and she looked a little surprised when it slipped in so easily. She gave me a curious smile.

“Baby… you’re not a virgin… Who did this to you? Who molested you, sis?”

I shook my head and smiled. “No one, Miki…. don’t talk so much, please! Keep touching me and kiss me instead!”

Miki laughed a little and did as I asked. She rubbed my clit and fucked me with her fingers and I felt how my body was getting closer to an orgasm. I spread my legs as much as possible to give Miki complete access to my pink hairless little cunt. Miki noticed my excitement and rubbed me harder and harder.

“Let me make you come, baby,” she said. “Come for me, my darling baby sister.”

I closed my eyes and let myself go completely. My pelvis was moving against Miki’s fingers, fucking them as they fucked me.

At last I reached climax, and I may even have made a little scream because I remember Miki putting the pillow over my face.

After that first orgasm with Miki, we held each other tightly for awhile and kissed while I caught my breath.

Then Miki spoke again. “Nellie… who took your virginity? Was it Dad? Has he been fooling around with you?”

“No!!! No, absolutely not! Why do you ask that? Dad has never touched me that way.”

“He did with me,” she said. “He tried to rape me once when I was ten but Mum caught him. He was drunk of course but still…”

“But… but Dad doesn’t drink at all!”

“No… now he doesn’t! I think Mum made him promise to stop drinking not to report his abuse. So… if he didn’t, who did?”

“Nobody! You know, a girl can lose her cherry in other ways too.”

“I know that, silly! But I also know that a girl your age should be a little tighter than you are down there, even if her hymen has been broken from riding a bike or a horse. You’re tight but not that tight!”

I didn’t answer but just a second after that Miki smiled at me. “Oh, I know… It was our sweet lesbian cousin! Right? It was Erica, wasn’t it? She seduced you at Grandma’s last summer, didn’t she?”

I couldn’t lie to Miki so I slowly nodded my head. “She loves me,” I said. “And I love her! We’re girlfriends and me lying here with you is sort of cheating on her… I didn’t think of that till now!”

“I’m sure she wouldn’t mind,” Miki said. “Did she tell you that she has made love to me as well? A year ago or so…”

“Yes… and she also told me that she didn’t think you really hated me! She said that deep down she was sure you really loved me, in spite of it all.”

Miki smiled. “She’s a terrific judge of character,” she said, “almost a mind reader!”

Suddenly I became aware of the heat in my bed. I was all sweaty and I looked at my sister and smiled. “Miki… don’t you think it’s hot here? Would you mind if I took my jammies off?”

She giggled and stroke my cheek. “No, of course not! Wanna be naked together?”

“Okay…”

I quickly removed my pyjamas and Miki took off the tank top she had put on before coming into my bed. I admired her gorgeous breasts.

“You’re really beautiful, Miki,” I said with admiration. “I hope my breasts will be as pretty as yours when I grow up. Can I touch them a little? Please?”

“Sure you can! Touch them all you want!”

I put my little hands on Miki’s breasts and gently caressed her already rock-hard nipples. They were dark brown and bigger than Erica’s. Miki was more woman all over and Erica was still a girl. Her brown eyes looked at me with a love that I had never experienced from her before and she giggled when I gently pinched her nipples with two fingers. I crawled down in the bed a little and Miki giggled again when I took one of her nipples in my mouth and started sucking it. I kissed and sucked her tits for a while and let my hand wander down over her flat tummy till I reached the waistband of her lace panties.

“This is unfair,” I said in a very self-conscious childish way. “I’m naked but you’re not! Unfair!”

Miki laughed.

“And what are you gonna do about it?” she said smiling with her whole face.

“Take ’em off of you,” I said. “Can I, Miki? Can I take your panties off?”

“Yes, baby, sure you can!”

She lifted her butt enough for me to draw her tight lace panties down over her thighs and she laughed as I slowly removed them completely. I was now standing on my knees by Miki’s feet looking at her naked body and she smiled at me and actually blushed a little.

“What are you gonna do to me, she said giggling in a childish way pressing her legs tight together and covering her pussy with her hands.

“You’re beautiful, Miki,” I said. “Remove your hands, please, and let me look at you properly!”

She did and even blushed a little more. I crawled up on top of my sister feeling her soft naked body against mine. I kissed her tits some more and then her tummy. It tickled her and she laughed a little. Then I went ahead lower and Miki spread her legs at my first touch. Her pussy hair was very neatly trimmed, a small triangle with shortly trimmed hair on the front and her pussy lips as bald as mine. I saw, despite the darkness, how wet she was. Pussy juices were flowing all over her clean shaved pussy lips and I couldn’t wait to taste her. Miki was almost crying again.

“Oh God, Nellie, you’re too good to be true! Do it to me, sis! Eat my pussy! Lick my cunt, baby!”

My lips and tongue were the first parts of my body to touch Miki’s lovely pussy and she tasted wonderful. I licked her as Erica had taught me, and Miki soon was shivering all over. I stuck my fingers inside her and discovered to my surprise that my sister still was a virgin. I could feel her hymen in there. Gently I inserted another finger inside her and Miki was moaning with pleasure.

“Aaaoooowww,” she said when I let a third finger penetrate her anus, but she relaxed again almost at once and started to fuck my mouth and fingers. Just moments later she took my head between her both hands and pressed it hard against her pussy when she came.

A little later we were cuddling again, and Miki held me in her arms. “Wow, Nellie! Erica sure did a good job teaching you how to give a girl pleasure,” she said. “Let me just catch my breath a little and I’ll pay you back for that great licking!”

Shortly after, she smiled at me and said, “Come on, sis! Sit on my face and let me taste that sweet little cunt of yours! I’ve always dreamed of licking a totally hairless pussy.”

I got up standing on the floor beside the bed and Erica stroked my pussy with her hand and then she said, “Come here, sis! Give it to me.”

I placed my knees on each side of Miki’s head and lowered myself down till I felt her warm breath on my pussy. And then she stuck her tongue in my wet little slit and started to fuck me with it. Her hands wandered up to my non-existing breasts and pinched my nipples rock hard while she was slurping, licking and sucking my bald little pussy.

My orgasm was so strong and intense that I almost fell down to the floor, but Miki got hold of my hips just before I lost my balance and held me still. I bit my own hand to keep from screaming and maybe waking Mum and Dad up. I bit till I could taste blood in my mouth. Then I collapsed beside Miki in the bed. She held me and kissed me.

“Oh, Nellie, what a great lover you are,” she said. “Let’s make love often from now on!”

I looked at my sister and smiled with a naughty glance in my eyes. I nodded my head.

“Yep, that’s the best idea you’ve had in years! How about at least once a day?”

Continue on to Chapter 6

By Nellie of Sweden

The summer ended with a stormy night, with thunder and lightning and the rain whipping the tin roof of Grandma’s little guest house. Erica and I were naked together in my bed, kissing and cuddling and caressing each other. I didn’t mind the weather, although normally I was a little afraid of thunder and lightning.

But I was sad that it was our last night together so now and then tears came in my eyes. Erica saw my tears and tried to cheer me up.

“It’s okay, darling,” she whispered. “I’m sorry too that the summer is over but we don’t live on each side of the earth, you know! I can come and see you and you can come to me. Twenty-five minutes by bus isn’t the end of the world, you know. And you’ll still be my girl, won’t you?”

I tried to stop crying but couldn’t help sobbing a little.

“Yeah, I guess but…. we won’t be sleeping together! If you come to our house we can’t do anything ’cause me and Miki share the same room you know.”

Miki was the nickname for my big sister Michaela. Erica smiled and got a funny look in her eyes.

“Mmm… but are you sure Miki wouldn’t want to join in with us?” she said.

I almost laughed. “No way! She hates me! She can hardly stand to be in the same room with me!”

Erica looked at me saying nothing for a while. Then she said, “What would you say if I told you that you’re wrong? That she only feels ashamed because deep down she wants you the same way I do. And treats you like shit just to cover her true feelings!”

“You’re crazy,” I said shaking my head. “I love you very much, but you’re crazy if you believe that! She hates me, and that’s it!”

Erica shook her head again. “No, Nellie! Trust me, I can read people better than that, you know! I’m not saying I’m a mind reader but I can see many things that others can’t! Miki adores you and I bet she would give anything to get inside your panties. She is just afraid you would tell on her, so she’s never tried anything.”

“But… but… Miki likes boys,” I said in a doubtful voice.

Erica smiled at me and kissed me. “Well… some girls do! Most girls really, nothing wrong with that. But I’ve seen the way she looks at you when you’re not watching. She really loves you Nellie, although she has an odd way of showing it. And besides… she has tried girl sex and she loves that too. I know ’cause I’m the girl she did it with!”

“What???” I could hardly believe my ears.

Erica nodded her head. “Yeah, it’s true! But what we did was just sex. You and I are different, this is love! I love you! Oh my God, I love you so much!”

My pussy was soaking wet and I started to gently rub it on Erica’s thigh. She felt my wetness and smiled at me.

“Oh, you horny little slut,” she said and kissed me again.

“Erica…” I whispered quietly.

“Yes, my baby darling, what do you want? Shall I take down the moon for you? Or stop the wind and the rain? Just say a word and I’ll at least give it a try!”

“No… nothing like that! I want you to fuck me. Please, Erica, fuck me one last time.”

I reached with one hand for the strap-on in her suitcase beside the bed and gave it to her.

“Put it on,” I said. “Please put it on and fuck me one more time. Tomorrow night we will both be in our own homes and I’ll miss having sex with you every night and every morning.”

She smiled at me again. “My sweet little baby whore,” she said. “My horny little princess! Of course I want to fuck that sweet pussy again before we go to sleep. You’re such a little slut! And that’s what I love most about you! But first of all… what do you think I wanna do first?”

I blushed a little, suddenly embarrassed although I still don’t know why.

“Eat me,” I whispered. “Lick my pussy! And let me eat yours!”

That very day she had shaved her soft blond thin pussy hair off and she was as bald as I was.

Erica turned around lying on top of me with her pussy right in front of my face and her face between my legs. I started to taste her slit with my tongue and Erica shivered all over. She did the same for me and I came almost instantly. Then I heard her voice again.

“Be still and relax, baby! I have another surprise for you!”

The surprise was a candle. Thinner than the strap-on-dildo but much thicker than Erica’s fingers. She stuck it up my vagina and kept licking me at the same time. She pushed it gently in and out a few times and then I felt her moving it to my anus.

“Just relax, sweetheart,” she whispered as she slowly pushed the candle into my butthole. I felt the candle in my ass and shivered by excitement and a little fear too.

When about an inch of the candle was inside me she drew it back a bit but not all the way out before she pushed it in again. Deeper this time and then the same procedure again. At last I had a good six inches of candle up my ass and Erica let go of it and started to rub my slit with the dildo. She sucked my clit til’ I almost screamed and right after my next orgasm she started to enter my vagina with the plastic cock.

“Oh, yes… that’s a good girl! Good girl, Nellie! Let it inside you! Relax and let me fuck you! I’ll fuck you so you can’t walk tomorrow.”

I almost cried, that’s how horny I was and Erica had to remind me to keep licking her. I had forgotten everything except the feeling in my own pussy and asshole.

Orgasm after orgasm floated through my childish body. But at that moment I wasn’t a little girl – I was a horny young slut who only wanted to be fucked, licked and sucked.

At last I fainted. Or fell asleep – I don’t know which but next morning Erica told me that I had fallen asleep with the candle still deep up my asshole. She had pulled it out without any reaction from me. That’s how exhausted I was!

The day after we both went back home and I didn’t see Erica for a whole week. But when the first week of school was over my mum said to me when I came home…

“Nel, darling! Monica just called and asked if we would take Erica in for the weekend. She has to work extra shifts at the hospital and Erica’s father Anders… Well, you know how he is! He seems to have a period of drinking again and Monica didn’t want to leave Erica with him. So I said okay, she can sleep in Miki’s bed ’cause Miki is going to Stockholm with the basketball team for the weekend.”

I couldn’t say a word at first. I was soooo happy!

“That’s okay with you, I hope! Isn’t it?”

I put my arms around my mother’s neck and kissed her on the mouth.

“Yes Mum! That’s very, very, very okay! Thank you!”

Continue on to Chapter 5

By Nellie of Sweden

The summer holidays were coming to an end and I didn’t want to go back to town to live with my parents and sister again. I wished the summer would go on forever and that I could keep living in Grandma’s little one-room guest house with Erica, my cousin who had made me her girlfriend and taught me about love and sex. It was just a week left before school would start again and we would have to part.

I had been alone with Grandma for a few days since Erica had gone on a boat trip to Finland with her mother, and I was bored sick and longing for her warm embrace and her kisses.

And just after Grandma and me had lunch I heard the sound of a car coming. The wining sound of breaks which is typical for older Volvos. And when I looked up my heart started pounding hard seeing the old red car that Erica’s parents owned. And behind Aunt Monica in the back seat I saw blond curls and arms and hands waving like crazy. When Erica came out I just wanted to run into her arms but I managed to keep calm. She smiled with her whole face and her eyes sparkled.

“Hi Nellie! Good to see you again! Did you miss me?”

“Well… yeah, maybe a little,” I said with a smile.

That was the understatement of that year. I’d thought of nothing else but being in her arms while she was away.

“Wanna help me with the luggage?” Erica said, winking at me with one eye.

“Sure,” I said and grabbed one of her bags.

Walking towards the guest house, Erica whispered to me so her mother and Grandma wouldn’t hear. “Come on, baby, hurry up! I can’t wait to kiss you again!” I almost died from missing my girlfriend these few days.

Inside the guest house we fell into each other’s arms and I couldn’t help crying from happiness. Erica’s tongue was deep in my mouth, and her hand squeezed my pussy through my panties.

“Oh, God, my darling Nel, I’ve missed you like crazy!”

“I’ve missed you too,” I sobbed. “I’ve been crying myself to sleep every night!”

“Oh, baby, my poor, poor darling! But tonight you won’t have to cry! Tonight I’ll tuck you in! And fuck you to sleep with my tongue and fingers. Oh, God, I love you!”

Sadly we hade to break our embrace because Aunt Monica called. She wanted to say goodbye to Erica before she went back to town. Right after she left Mrs. Johansson came over and wanted Grandma to go shopping with her. At first Grandma said no. She said she didn’t want to leave us alone since Erica just had got back. But Erica and I assured her it was perfectly OK.

“Go if you want to, Erica said. I’ll watch that little brat. She giggled and pointed at me and I laughed as well. Grandma smiled.

“Are you sure?” she said with a wry look on her face. “You know, she can be quite a handful.”

Erica laughed again. “If she gives me any trouble, I’ll just spank her until she obeys.”

They both laughed and Grandma stroked my hair with a smile. “You know she’s only joking, don’t you, honey?”

“Yes, Grandma,” I said. “And if she should try, I’ll spank her instead!”

Mrs Johansson and Grandma took their handbags and Grandma started her little Toyota and Erica and I stood on the front porch waving goodbye to them.

As the little blue car disappeared behind the trees, Erica put her arm around my shoulders. I leaned my head against her shoulder so happy she was back at last. She held me closer and kissed my head.

“Guess what, sweetheart! Aunt Erica has a surprise for her little girlfriend.”

I got curious, of course.

“What, Erica? What is it? Tell me, please!”

She embraced me and kissed me again and again whispering into my mouth.

“Let’s go inside, darling! I want to undress you and kiss you all over! And then when we’re naked I’ll show you my surprise!”

We went inside and Erica locked the door. Then she took me in her loving arms again and we kissed and kissed and her hands were all over me. She pulled my T-shirt over my head and started kissing my little pink nipples making them hard while her hand found its way down into my shorts and inside my panties. I moaned from excitement.

“Oh, Erica, it feels so nice,” I whispered. “I’ve missed you so much!”

“Yeah, baby, I can feel that! You’re soaking wet, darling! It makes me feel welcome back. Nothing like a wet little girl cunt to make me feel welcome…”

“Yes, Eri… You are sooo welcome! Welcome back and welcome inside my panties… and in my… my cunt!”

Our clothes all tumbled around us and soon we both were naked and Erica gently pushed me towards the bed.

“Now baby,” she whispered. “Now it’s time for your surprise. I wanna fuck you! Really fuck you! Look what I’ve stolen.”

She put her hand down into her suitcase and picked up something I’d never seen before. In my eyes it was a plastic penis with some straps on it. A strap-on-dildo of course, but at first I didn’t really comprehend what she planned to do with it.

“What’s that?” I said with a light blush on my face.

“I got it from a lady who left her purse open while standing in line to get off the boat from Finland,” Erica said.

“You mean you stole it?”

“Yea… I know I’m a terrible girl but I couldn’t resist it when I got the chance. And I really, really want to use it with you! Can I, Nel darling? Please! Will you let me pop your cherry and fuck you?”

“Won’t it hurt? It’s so big and my pussy is so small and tight!”

For a few seconds Erica didn’t say anything at all. But then she looked me in my eyes and answered.

“Well… yes.. at first it might hurt a little! But only for a little while, I promise! Then you’re gonna love it! I know I did the first time. But in my case it was a candle about the same size as this cock. Please Nel, let’s do it!”

I was a little scared but I whispered a yes and Erica started to put on the sex toy. We both giggled at the sight of the plastic penis pointing out from Erica’s lovely teen body and she told me to lie down on my back.

“Spread your legs, baby! I wanna eat that little baby pussy first. I wanna lick your cunt till you cum in my mouth.”

I pulled my legs wide apart and closed my eyes. I sighed loudly as I felt Erica’s soft lips kissing my pussy. Her tongue in my wet slit and then the fingers penetrating both my openings while she sucked my stiff little pink clit. I almost screamed from excitement.

“Oh, Erica, it feels so good! Please don’t stop!”

And she didn’t stop. She kept licking, kissing and sucking till I screamed out my orgasm. This time the feeling was so intense that I almost fainted and being so relaxed in my whole body after cumming Erica decided it was time to penetrate me with the dildo.

The pain was really terrible and I cried out loud when she broke my hymen, but as she’d said it was over in less than a minute and I relaxed again letting my cousin fuck me with the big strap-on. Erica looked down on me and smiled.

“Good girl,” she whispered. “God, what a good girl you are! Right now I wish I was a boy and could feel that tight little cunt squeezing my dick!”

“I don’t want a boy,” I said. “I only want you! Fuck me, Erica!”

And she fucked me and rubbed my clit with her fingers till I came again. This time even harder than the first and I probably was unconscious for a minute or so.

Then it was my turn to wear the strap-on and fuck Erica and that was almost as exciting as being fucked.

We finished our love making with a nice sixty-nine session and then we rested a bit in each other’s arms til’ we heard Grandma’s car coming back. Very quickly we got our clothes back on and Erica told me to put some toilet paper in my panties.

“You might bleed a little,” she said. “And Grandma might be suspicious if there’s blood in your panties when she does the laundry.”

“Nope, I said. I won’t have any paper in my panties cause they’re gonna stay right here. As will my shorts! The rest of today I’ll wear my yellow dress and NO panties! So that’s not a problem! And if my pussy is naked underneath the dress you can touch it anytime you want to.”

Erica laughed and told me that she would leave her panties off too.

“Let’s just hope Grandma doesn’t notice!”

Grandma didn’t and it was a very exciting feeling being naked under the dress and knowing Erica was too. When Grandma went out to the garden to get some strawberries for desert, Erica stuck her hand up under my dress. I was a little sore but still I liked the feeling of her hand on my pussy. We kissed and she whispered in my ear that as soon we were back in bed she would fuck me again.

And she did… But that’s another story!

Continue on to Chapter 4

By Nellie of Sweden

After that first day when Erica seduced me we were lovers for the rest of the summer. The very same evening Erica had promised she would give me an orgasm before we went to sleep. But when we went to bed we were both so exhausted that we fell asleep almost immediately. The next morning Erica woke me up with a kiss on the tip of my nose.

“Hey there, sleeping beauty, wake up, will you?”

I had a lovely dream right then and didn’t want to get up but Erica didn’t give up. When I opened my eyes she was in my bed with me smiling and with those lovely green eyes sparkling.

“Wanna go to the lake for a morning swim? In the nude, of course…”

She giggled and so did I.

“What if someone comes and sees us,” I said a bit worried.

“Yeah, and who would that be? There are only two houses here and our neighbour and Grandma were drinking wine last night so they’ll sleep for another couple of hours. Come on, Nellie! Let’s bring a bar of soap and wash each other all over. And then we can make love on the beach.”

Erica kissed me before I had the time to answer. Her tongue deep inside my mouth and I felt my pussy tingling. When she broke the kiss she looked at me and laughed.

“I bet that kiss made your little pussy soaking wet, didn’t it!”

I blushed from embarrassment and denied it which only made Erica laugh even more.

“Don’t lie to me, Nellie! I can read you like an open book. In my wallet there is about 150 kronor (Swedish money – about 15 British pounds) and it’s all yours if your slit is dry! Let me feel!”

I blushed again but couldn’t help laughing too.

“No, you can’t feel,” I said although a part of me wanted nothing more than to feel her hand between my legs.

We put on our beach robes and walked barefoot down to the lake. The water was absolutely still, no wind at all and the sun was shining from a clear blue sky.

Just to be totally sure no one was watching I looked around before I let the robe fall on the sand. Erica smiled at me.

“Last one in the water is a chicken,” she said and we ran like crazy into the water.

The water was surprisingly warm and we swam around for a bit. Then Erica took me in her arms and kissed me again. Then she looked deep into my eyes and smiled again.

“Hey, baby, thank you for yesterday! You’ll never know how much I had longed for touching and kissing and making love to you! Do you want to know a secret?”

I nodded my head yes and Erica actually blushed a little.

“Yesterday wasn’t the first time I kissed your pussy! I did it several times when you were a baby. Grandma sometimes left me to watch you if she had to go to the store or something. I was about your age and you were a baby. A very pretty baby too. I used to open your diaper and look at you and some times I gave you a little kiss. I had learned about girl sex from my best friend Angela and wanted to make you feel as good as she made me feel.”

I was all tingly and my legs were trembling from listening to Erica’s confessions.

“Are you angry with me?” she whispered with a tear in her eye.

“No… no, of course not! I didn’t know how you felt about me. How could I?”

“I love you, Nellie-baby,” she said. “I love you most of all in the whole world. I wish you would be my girlfriend! Will you?”

She took me in her arms and I put my face between her soft breasts and closed my eyes.

“Yes, Erica, I love you too and I would love to be your girlfriend. Now take me back up on the beach. Lay me down on the blanket and make love to me again.”

I don’t remember how we got there but soon we were in the blanket in a sixty-nine position eating each other’s soaking pussies. I even managed to give Erica an orgasm and felt very happy about that. Erica finger fucked me in both my pussy and asshole and I loved every moment of it.

After maybe an hour we heard a voice calling loudly. “Erica! Nellie! Girls, where are you?”

“We’re coming, Grandma!” we both yelled at the top of our voices.

Quickly we collected our things and started walking back hand in hand.

“Fucking always makes me hungry,” Erica said and I laughed.

“Yeah… but I bet Grandma can’t make anything more delicious than what I just ate at the beach,” I replied with a giggle.

Erica laughed too and blinked at me.

“Anytime baby! Anytime!”

Continue on to Chapter 3

By Nellie of Sweden

{ This story was originally posted at Lesbian Lolita in January 2010 }

To my darling Erica, remembered with love…

I want to share a true story with you. It’s from my own childhood, quite a while ago since I now am over 40. I was eight years old and it was summer.

I spent the summer at my grandmother’s summer cottage a few miles outside the town where we lived. Also spending the summer there was my seven-years-older cousin Erica. She was always nice to me, nothing like my sister who was a year older than Erica. Michaela, my sister, thought I was the biggest pain in the ass ever.

But Erica was always nice to me. She played with me despite the difference in age. She took me on little boat trips on the little lake and played badminton and croquet and other games with me.

So, naturally, I adored her. Worshiped the ground she walked on. She was more of a big sister to me than my real sister.

My parents sometimes came out for the weekend but they spent the weekdays in town working. Grandma Agnes was (and still is) a nice little lady who was glad to have Erica there babysitting me.

That made it possible for her to go away with the lady next door for a few hours almost every day. They took Grandma’s car and went shopping or to play bingo while Erica and I spent our days on the beach and in the water swimming and playing around.

One day in the middle of the summer we were alone as usual and it started to rain heavily while we were by the lake. We ran like crazy to Grandma’s house and put dry clothes on.

We both were a bit bored and I decided to lie down on the old sofa in the living room. On the side table there was a large pile of old magazines so I started to look in them just to pass the time. Suddenly Erica came and asked me to move my feet to give her some room to sit down. She sat down in the other end of the sofa and I put my feet in her lap and kept reading about celebrities and how to make cherry pie or how to knit a sweater.

I looked up at Erica and saw she was smiling in an odd way that I’d never seen before. She looked at me and her eyes were sparkling.

“Hey, Nellie, you have real cute feet! Do you know that?”

I giggled and maybe I blushed a little.

“Cute feet? Yeah, sure…”

“No really! I mean it! Can I caress them a little? And… kiss them?”

I laughed out loud.

“Are you crazy or something? You wanna kiss my feet? Really?”

Erica smiled and looked at me with love in her eyes.

“No….. ehhh… well, yes, I suppose I am crazy! About cute little girls with cute feet. Especially you, Nellie!”

I didn’t say anything so Erica kept talking.

“Come on, Nell, it won’t hurt you! I promise!”

She took my right foot in both her hands and caressed it softly. “See, that didn’t kill you, did it?”

There was something in the air that I didn’t understand but I could feel that something was about to happen.

Erica lifted my foot slowly to her face and I giggled again. Then she gently placed a very light kiss under my foot. One more… and another one.

Very gently she kissed her way to my toes and started kissing them as well. I remember that I shivered from some sort of excitement when Erica suddenly started sucking on my toes. That sent a tickling feeling through my stomach and I giggled again.

She put my foot down and lifted the other one and gave it the same treatment as the first.

And then I felt her soft hands gently caressing my ankles and up towards my knees and thighs. She looked at me and smiled again.

“You’re not scared, are you?” she whispered.

I shook my head no, feeling a little embarrassed.

“Good, ’cause I’m not gonna hurt you, I promise! I just want to make you feel really good. Can I do that Nellie? Will you let me?”

“I guess…” was all I could say.

Somehow, deep down, I think I had some kind of a hunch what she wanted to do with me but it didn’t scare me at all.

Erica’s hand had reached the bottom of my dress and I felt them slipping in under my dress. She smiled at me as her hands reached my little white panties. Then she caressed down again and removed her hands. She smiled at me and stood up on the floor. But only to lie down again immediately. On top of me.

“Can I kiss you, Nellie? Please say yes! I want it so bad…”

She didn’t wait for me to answer. But I didn’t resist when her soft lips found mine. She kissed me again and again although with lips closed. But it was the only way of kissing I knew until then so there wasn’t anything strange about that.

“Oh, God, you’re so gorgeous, Nellie,” Erica whispered. “Will you let me give you a special kiss? A lover’s kiss?”

I hesitated a bit.

“I don’t know… what’s that?”

“I’ll show you. Open your mouth a little and just do what I do.”

“Okay…”

As Erica came closer I opened my mouth a little and when our lips met I felt her tongue coming inside my mouth. She found mine and started to play with it. I tried to do as she had said and it felt really nice.

Erica broke the kiss and looked at me again with loving eyes. “Don’t tell me you’ve never been kissed! ‘Cause if it’s true you must be an extremely talented learner. You kiss like a pro! Please let me kiss you some more! My tongue wants to dance with yours!”

We kissed again and again and soon I felt Erica’s hand on my knee. She moved slowly upwards under my dress and reached my panties again.

“I want you, baby,” she whispered. “Oh, God I want you so much!”

I laughed out loud again.

“What? You’ve already got me, silly? I’m right here. See! Right under you.”

Erica looked deep into my eyes and slowly shook her head.

“No, sweetheart, that’s not what I meant. I meant that I WANT YOU!”

In that moment I suddenly realized what my cousin was saying and I my face got all red from embarrassment.

“Oh… you mean…”

Erica saw in my face that I understood and slowly nodded her head yes.

“Yes, my little princess, that’s exactly what I meant! And I promise, you will love it almost as much as I will.”

She started to unbutton my dress and I got a little worried.

“What if someone comes in?” I whispered. “What if Grandma comes home?”

“No, baby. There’s nobody around and Grandma is at the bingo hall with Mrs. Johansson next door. They won’t be back for hours. And the door is locked. In case somebody’s car breaks down up on the highway and they come looking for a phone.”

The top of my dress was unbuttoned and Erica opened it and looked at my flat chest.

“God, Nellie darling! You’re so damned cute and sexy.”

She leaned forward and started to kiss my little pink nipples. It made me shiver and I felt my body trembling. Erica sucked my nipples till they popped out. Then she stood up on her knees and smiled.

“Wanna see mine?”

I nodded my head yes but couldn’t make the smallest sound. With a big smile Erica pulled her tank top over her head and opened her bra but left it on. She took my hand and put them on her small breasts.

“You take it off,” she said with a smile.

I pulled her bra off and exposed her pretty young breasts. Erica took them in her own hand and smiled at me.

“Do you like them, baby? Do you like my tits?”

“Yeah, they’re beautiful,” I whispered.

She took my hands again and put them back on her breasts. They were very firm. Not very big but nicely shaped and the skin on them was so soft and wonderful.

Erica kissed me again and we rolled around and around in Grandma’s big old sofa kissing and cuddling. She kept telling me how sexy and beautiful I was and how much she had longed for making love to me.

“I’ve wanted you for years, you know,” she said between the kisses. “Almost all your life! And now at last you’re mine! Let’s get you naked so I can kiss you all over. Oh, I’m so hot and wet!”

My dress was on the floor and Erica leaned down to my crotch and grabbed my little panties with her teeth and started pulling them down. I giggled again but when she asked me to lift my butt up a little I did and she pulled my panties off.

Erica stood on her knees by my feet and looked at my naked body.

“Spread your legs for me, sweetheart,” she said with a trembling voice. “Spread them wide open and let me see that cute little pussy.”

I blushed again but pulled my legs wide apart.

“Close your eyes baby,” Erica said. “Close your eyes and let me take you to paradise! Just relax and enjoy it.”

I did so and right after I felt Erica’s warm breath on my hairless pussy lips. She put her hands on my thighs and opened my legs as much as it was possible and then…..

Then, my friends, she made me shiver all over when I felt her tongue in my moist slit. She licked me, kissed me, sucked me and I just kept begging her not to stop. After only a minute or so I felt a kind of cramps inside. The feeling was very intense and it scared me because I wasn’t at all prepared for such a sensation. I started crying and Erica stopped and took me in her arms. She was worried she had hurt me but when I described the feeling inside she laughed.

“Oh, honey, that’s nothing to worry about. It was an orgasm! Haven’t you ever had one before?”

“No…”

I was still sobbing but Erica helped me to calm down and she kissed my tears from my cheeks.

“Hopefully you’ll have thousands and thousands of orgasms from now on,” she whispered. “Let’s try to give you another one right now!”

Before I understood what she said she was back between my legs licking, sucking and kissing. But this time she also used her fingers. I remember a little pain when her finger started to enter my tight little vagina. But the pain was over in a flash and Erica slowly finger fucked my little-girl cunt and soon she also stuck a finger up my ass hole. I screamed out loud when my second orgasm came.

Erica laughed at me and said, “I only know one way to shut little horny girls up when they’re being fucked!”

Next second she was standing with one knee on each side of my head and pressed her wet pussy to my face.

I stuck my tongue into Erica’s soaking slit and tickled her clit a little bit. She was licking me and I tried to give her the same pleasure she had given to me.

That was my first sexual encounter with another person and I still cherish the memory. I had at least 6 orgasms that day before Grandma came back. I remember Grandma looking at us asking if we had been out running, being so red in our faces and so sweaty!

Erica and I were lovers the whole summer and we kept making love when possible for years and years. Probably we still would have but unfortunately Erica passed away in a car crash four years ago. I put fresh flowers on her grave every week and hope we will be able to make love again some day. In heaven!

Continue on to Chapter 2

By Bad Fred

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

I sat against a tree by the bus stop, with my legs curled up, reading an old mystery novel. My hair was a mess from the heat. My dress clung to me uncomfortably. The cars driving by were loud, horrible, and stank of exhaust.

I had lost all of my friends. Nicole and Sarah usually drove me home, but Nicole said she hated me now. Sarah went along with her, like she always did. I’d practically begged Courtney for a ride, but she’d told me to go fuck myself.

It was a stupid fight. It was only half my fault, but I was paying all of the price. Pretty much everyone listened to Nicole. She was pretty. Her boyfriend was awesome. Hanging out with her was really the only reason I’d had any friends in this school. I had been an idiot to cross her.

I tried reading my book, but I couldn’t focus. It was just a jumble of words.

The bus wasn’t coming. It was thirty minutes late. I’d wait a few more minutes, then I’d have to start the long walk home. I sighed. The sun was getting low, but the heat still lingered in the air.

A truck pulled by in front of me, honking its horn and locking up its breaks. A dozen other horns blared out. More cars stopped. Then a beat up old Buick crossed abruptly through the traffic and parked at the Circle K.

That new girl got out.

She had crazy magenta hair, obviously dyed. It hung down just past her shoulders and was kind of messy. She wore a little rose colored skirt and a tight emerald green sweater. The outfit was cute. She was more or less medium height and build, and moved with a certain suppleness. She was very pretty.

She was also kind of nuts. Since starting school last month, she’d been in at least two fights that I knew of, one against a boy. She’d called Nicole a cunt to her face, and really did everything she could to have no friends at all.

I hadn’t spoken to her. None of us would have dared.

They said her name was Veronica.

She bought a slushie and came out, looking around confidently. She saw me and came over.

“Hey,” she said, “Don’t you usually get a ride with that Nicole bitch and her friends?”

“Yeah,” I said.

“Hmm. And they stranded you today?”

“Yeah.”

She had violet eye shadow, and really pretty blue eyes. I assumed they were contacts, because they looked just way too nice to be real.

“Is that Margaret Millar?” she asked, looking at my book.

“Yeah,” I said, turning the book over and looking at it.

“That’s impressive! Most of the dumb bitches in this school just read those crap vampire books… well… if they read anything at all.”

“Uh, thanks. It was my dad’s. He had a bunch of these.”

“So, you like stories with crazy endings?”

“Yeah I guess. Anyways, I like these.”

“That’s pretty cool. So look, I saw the bus broken down up on Pine Street, so it isn’t coming.”

“I figured.”

“So, yeah,” she went on, “I can give you a lift home if you want. I mean, if you don’t mind committing social suicide by being seen with me.”

I didn’t mind. I’d left social suicide behind many miles ago.

“Yes, thanks,” I said, “I’d love a ride.”

She smiled.

“I’m Veronica, by the way.”

“Yeah, I know. I’m Amy.”

“Well, Amy, let’s go.”

*****

We got into her car. It was big and rusty. At one point it had probably been olive green, but now was mostly just grey. It had a beige vinyl bench seat, with several strips of duct tape where I sat down.

The air conditioner didn’t work, of course.

“Sorry the car stinks,” she said, “the window on your side doesn’t work any more, so I just leave it down.”

It didn’t really smell any worse than anything else it this town.

“Beats walking,” I said.

“Yeah it does!”

As she started the car, she asked, “So, unless it’s none of my business, why are they making you take the bus? Did you piss them off?”

Before I answered, she backed into traffic, and quickly shifted into drive, pealing away. We barely avoided an oncoming truck. There was no seatbelt on my side, so I grabbed the dashboard in a futile gesture of safety.

I answered her, “Yeah, I pissed them off. Big time.”

“That sucks. Where do you live, anyway?”

“On Apple Court. You know, behind the Walmart.”

“I know it,” she said.

She didn’t say anything else; she just drove with her eyes on the road. Her mouth was slightly open, and she was biting the end of her tongue. I went on with my story.

“You know Nicole’s friend Brenda?”

“Redhead with freckles?”

“Yeah, her. She borrowed one of my dresses without asking me, when they were over at my house. Anyway, she wore it the next day and I got pissed at her. We were fighting about it and shit…”

“Like really fighting?” she asked, mimicking a punching motion.

“No. Just arguing. Anyway, things got really bad and I tried to get Nicole to help me, but she took Brenda’s side. So, I got pissed at her and called her a bitch. Nicole, I mean. I called Nicole a bitch. She told me to fuck off, and things just got bad.”

She just drove for a few seconds, looking forward, then said, “Well good for you. She is a fucking bitch.”

“Yeah, I guess. She was my friend, though.”

“She’s nobody’s friend,” she said, looking over at me, kind of ignoring the road. “I knew a girl just like her back in Chicago. Thinks she runs the whole school. You try to be her friend, but she just wants followers. You know, toadies. It’s all for her fucking ego.”

She paused, then continued, “I tried to do what you were doing, back home. You know, be one of the popular kids, but it never works. If you’re at all… you know… a real person, you can’t be one of them. Don’t even try. That shit is bad for your soul.”

I wondered, was it worse than having no friends?

“Is that why you called her a cunt when you met her?” I asked.

“Yeah, I knew the deal with her right when I fucking met her. I wasn’t even going to start playing her game.”

I thought about that.

“I think it gets really lonely,” I said.

She smiled at me, and said, “It doesn’t have to.”

We stopped at a light in front of the Walmart. Two guys in shorts crossed in front of us, holding hands. They were obviously queer.

“Holy shit!” she said, “Those two have some balls walking around like that in this cow town.”

“Yeah. I’ve seen them around. I think they get messed with a lot.”

After they passed she leaned out the window and shouted, “Hey you!”

They turned around quickly. They looked ready for trouble.

“You’re fucking awesome!” she shouted.

“Huh?” one of them said. They let go of each other’s hand, ready to run or fight.

“You’re fucking awesome!” she shouted again.

They seemed to calm down. One of them called back, “Thanks, sweetie.”

He looked at her, then me. “You two are fucking awesome as well,” he exclaimed.

The light changed and we pulled away. I watched them as we passed. They grasped hands and walked off.

She drove on, mostly watching the road, but kept glancing at me. She was so pretty. I felt like she could just look right through me. I felt really awkward.

We turned into my neighborhood.

“Which house?” she asked.

“The blue one, on the end.”

She parked in front of my house. It was small and shabby.

“Thanks for the ride,” I said, and leaned to open the door.

She reached over and put her hand on my leg. I just fucking froze.

She just sat there, leaning toward me, and ran her fingers… up.

“Amy, I think you’re really pretty. I’d like to kiss you.”

“No!” I exclaimed, “I don’t do that!”

I got my wits back, and shoved the door open. I got out quickly.

“I’m not fucking into that! Sorry.”

She just looked up at me from within the car. She arched her eyebrows, like she was disappointed.

“Sorry,” she said, “I just thought… well… never mind. You know what I thought.”

I just hurried away. I had no idea what to say. I went inside, closed and locked the door, and went into my bedroom. I lay down on my bed, my dress still clinging to me. I was breathing heavily.

What just happened?

I couldn’t be with a girl. I mean… no way! I hadn’t even been with a boy yet.

I lay there, staring at the ceiling.

Could I, with a girl? I tried to push the thought out of my mind. I had too much horrible shit to deal with now to be thinking about something crazy like that.

I noticed a beam of sunlight crossing my room. Motes of dust lazily drifted through it.

I couldn’t stop thinking. I thought about what it would have felt like to kiss her. I thought about her hand going up my leg. My skinny, pale leg.

Her legs were so sexy compared to mine. Her little rose colored skirt! Her crazy magenta hair! Those blue eyes! She just seemed so… intensely physical.

There was a mirror in my room above my desk. I looked over at myself, laying in my bed. I was skinny, undeveloped. I had boring brown hair. My dress was fucking beige.

How could someone like her could actually like me?

*****

The next day at school, there was a note from her in my locker. It read:

Amy,

I’m really sorry. I know that was fucked up. I should have talked to you before I touched you like that.

I’ve noticed you before. I’ve watched you hanging out with them, and I could tell you were different. I thought you were so super pretty. Not that fake-horrible-bitch pretty like Nicole. Really pretty, all the way down. I love when you smile.

So anyway, when I saw you waiting for the bus I just had to talk to you. Since you weren’t like them, I hoped that maybe you were like me. You know what I mean by that, I think.

You’re right about being lonely. I don’t ever admit it to anyone, but I am. I can’t stand phony people, and this school is fucking full of them. I mean, the popular kids are phony everywhere. Here is seems like everyone is just so full of shit all of the time, even the crazy loner kids that I should get along with. I just can’t seem to make any friends here.

Anyway, I hope you’ll forgive me for coming on to you like that. I’d really love to be your friend, even if it is ‘just friends’ friends. I promise I won’t try anything like that again. I mean, I’ll want to, but I’ll be cool about it. I’ll hold back.

Please let me know.

Veronica

It was written out longhand on cream colored parchment paper. The writing was really neat, like she’d taken a long time on it.

I read it three times, then folded it up and put it in my clutch bag.

I looked around the hall, at the other kids passing me, ignoring me. I’d tried to dress pretty today. I was wearing a lavender and lilac floral skirt, a yellow t-shirt, and cute little sneakers. Yet still, I felt small and stupid.

A couple of pretty girls passed by laughing, Nicole’s friends. They didn’t even look at me. Last week, I’d been to a party at one of their houses. Now, I didn’t exist.

I took out her note and read it again. Then again.

*****

I found her during lunch. I had to ask three people where she was. Finally, one guy said she was hanging out in the baseball dugout.

She was sitting there on the bench all alone, wearing another cute little skirt and blouse. Her legs were curled up under her, and she was just gazing out across the field. She saw me come up.

“Hi Amy,” she said.

“Hi.”

“I guess you got my note. I really am sorry.”

I came into the dugout, and sat on the bench next to her.

“So, you like girls?” I asked, after a few seconds.

“Yeah. I had a great girlfriend back in Chicago. She was so cool. Like, I think we were really in love and shit.”

“Really? Do you still talk to her?”

“Yeah. I called her a few days ago. Turns out she is already seeing another girl. I mean, I’m glad for her. There is no way we could make something work this far apart.”

“That sucks.”

“Well, yeah I guess.”

We just sat there for a while.

“Are those contact lenses?” I asked, looking at her eyes.

“No fucking way!” she said, “I hate phony shit like that.”

I glanced at her hair. She noticed.

“Yeah, the hair! But the hair obvious. It’s how I tell the world that I do things my own way, and fuck ’em if they don’t like it. Your eyes, though, you see the world through your eyes. If they’re fake, everything you see in the world is fake. Fuck that shit.”

I didn’t say anything. I just gazed out over the baseball field.

We sat for a while, myself sitting up straight. She was still curled up with her legs under her. She seemed really relaxed and cool.

She got a big smile on her face. “You like to be quiet, don’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s cool.”

The dragonflies were out, and several dozen of them were flitting around the grass, just in front of the dugout.

I scooted over, and sat real close to her. I was so nervous. She turned toward me, still smiling. I leaned into her, putting my head on her shoulder. My arms were wrapped tightly against my chest. I just relaxed.

I heard her breath deeply. She didn’t say a word; she just reached one arm around me. I snuggled in closer.

“Someone changed her mind,” she whispered.

I glanced up at her. She was so pretty. She was giving me a quizzical, but eager, look. I parted my lips, just a bit, and drew my face closer to hers.

She smiled. “Can I?” she asked, “Is it alright if I kiss you?”

“Yeah.”

We kissed. I unfolded my arms, and reached around her neck. She grasped me with both of hers, pulling our bodies together. We embraced, our mouths locked together, kissing deeply.

I felt my heart beat. A tingling sensation passed down my body.

I was really doing this!

Her tongue slipped gently into my mouth, pressing against mine. I squeezed her tight, pulling her as close as I could. We kissed more. I ran my tongue over hers. It felt so soft.

We separated. She reached down and stroked my legs, pushing the hem of my skirt up, just a bit.

“I didn’t want to say it before,” she said, “but I think that is the sexiest little skirt I have ever seen.”

I felt so excited. She was gazing hungrily down at my body. She ran a hand gently up my chest, passing lightly over my nipples. A thrill passed through me. She looked into my eyes. I melted.

“We can’t really do anything here,” she said, “Plus, you’ve never done anything like this before, right?”

“No, that was my first kiss.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Did you like it?”

“Yeah!” I gasped out.

She pulled me in and kissed me again.

“Amy,” she said, “I… uh… wow.”

“What? Is something wrong?”

“No. Nothing is wrong, but if we keep going like this we’re going to have a problem.”

“What’s that?”

“I’m going to tear your clothes off right here.”

I sat back a bit, passively. I think I would have let her do it.

She just looked at me. She breathed deeply. She stretched her body out, tensing her muscles.

“Oh god!” she said, “I feel so fucking good right now. I really feel… like… fucking amazing.”

“Me too.”

I really did. I felt like I was soaring through the air.

She looked at me for a bit, like she was thinking. I waited, and just smiled at her. She reached forward and wrapped her arms around me. I breathed heavily, embracing her, feeling her. Something was boiling up inside me.

We kissed again, deeply, and for a long time. Then we relaxed, just holding each other. A cool breeze drifted through the dugout. The dragonflies lifted up, and let the wind carry them away.

We sat like that, clinging to each other, kissing when we felt like it, until we heard the bell ring.

*****

We agreed to meet by her car after school. I was squirming the whole day. I couldn’t wait to see her again. My classes dragged on, and all the stupid people ignored me, but they didn’t matter anymore.

“Hey sweetie,” she said when I met her in the parking lot.

“Hi,” I responded, smiling at her.

“So, my mom is meeting my dad for dinner after he gets off from work. We could go over to my house and hang out. We’d be alone.”

“OK,” I said.

We had some time to kill, and we were hungry, so we went to a diner near her house. As we walked across the parking lot, she took my hand. I felt so anxious. She strutted forward, pulling me along. She stared defiantly as we entered.

We got a booth.

“So,” she whispered to me, “Should we sit across, so we can look at each other, or together, so we can touch each other?”

I felt a thrill. I imagined all of the shocked looks we’d get sitting close together, being affectionate. I got a big, wicked grin on my face.

“Together, of course,” I said.

“Cool.”

I sat down first. She slid in, next to me, and held my hand.

A waitress came up to us, giving us a baleful stare. She took our order.

We didn’t say anything, as we waited for our food. We just sat there, our fingers locked together.

I started thinking about what was about to happen. We were going to be alone, at her house. I knew that she was experienced, that she’d want to do things. To me.

I looked over at her, and glanced down at her body. She had smallish breasts, but I could see the shape of her nipples through her thin blouse. I couldn’t believe how much that excited me.

She caught me looking, and smiled.

“Are you ready for this?” she asked.

“I don’t know.”

Was I? Should things really go this fast?

Suddenly the door of the diner opened, and Nicole and Sarah came in. Veronica saw them before they saw us.

“Well, sweetie,” she said, “What do you want to do now? I don’t want to hide this.”

It was really too late. They saw us before we could change seats or anything.

Nicole was a tall, thin girl. She was wearing tight jeans and a black sweater, which made her chest look really nice. Her hair was long and blonde. Sarah was smaller, with black hair. She was wearing a little yellow dress. She looked cute.

I’d always thought they were both pretty sexy. I began to wonder if, deep inside, I’d always liked girls.

“What the fuck?” Nicole said when she saw us. “So you’re hanging out with this bitch now, huh Amy?”

I felt Veronica loosen her grip on my hand. I thought about letting it go, but just for a second. I didn’t. I grasped it tightly, and leaned against her.

Veronica got a huge smile on her face. “Do you have a fucking problem with me or my girlfriend?” she said.

The look on their faces was priceless. Sarah gasped. Nicole just looked horrified.

“So you’re a fucking dyke now?” she practically shouted at me, “Were you always a dyke? All those nights when you stayed at my house, what kind of crazy, perverted shit were you thinking of? I knew there was something wrong with you!”

I expected Veronica to say something. I’m sure she wanted to. However, she just sat there, tensed up, like she was ready to strike. “This is your show,” she whispered to me.

“Veronica and I are together,” I said, calmly, “So I guess, yes, that makes me a dyke. And no, I never thought of ‘perverted shit’ when I was at your house. I wouldn’t touch you. Never. Not in a million years.”

“Fucking cunt dyke!” she shouted back.

The waitress came over and told us to settle down, and for Nicole and Sarah to take a seat. She whispered something to them, and gave us a hostile look.

“Well, if you let perverts like that in here, we’re leaving anyhow,” Nicole said.

The waitress looked at them, then over at the manager who had come out to see what was happening. He was a big fat guy in a blue shirt. He looked us over, then looked at Nicole and Sarah.

“You two need to leave,” he said, referring to us. To Nicole and Sarah he said, “You other two, please sit anywhere you like.”

Veronica looked at him, looked at Nicole and Sarah, then just said, “Fuck it. We’ll leave. Come on, Amy.”

I could tell she wanted to hit someone. I could tell she was fighting to hold it back. She took my hand, and we headed for the exit.

“God I wanted to kick her ass,” she said when we got outside.

“I’m glad you didn’t. Nothing good would come of that.”

She kicked the side of her car when we got to it. She looked at me. Her eyes were on fire.

“You’d just get arrested, or something,” I said.

“Yeah, I know. Let’s go to my house.”

We got in the car and she looked over at me. She leaned to me, and grabbed me and kissed me hard on the mouth.

“I hope you’re ready, because I’m going to fuck the hell out of you!”

I said nothing. I just sat there, imagining what was about to happen to me.

*****

We got to her house just as her mom was going out to her car. She was taller and thinner than Veronica, but I could see the same grace in her movement, and she had the same shocking blue eyes. Her hair was light brown in a pageboy cut. She was wearing a short, but stylish burgundy dress.

“Hi Veronica,” her mother said, “Who is your friend?”

“Hey mom. This is Amy.”

“Well hello, Amy,” her mom said to me, reaching out her hand.

I took it. She grasped firmly, and looked boldly at me. Veronica looked a bit uncomfortable.

“I’m so glad Veronica is finally making some friends. It is a shame I have to leave. Tom and I… Tom is Veronica’s father… have a function we have to attend. You must come sometime for dinner, though. Will you do that?”

She was still holding my hand. I felt drawn to her. She was magnetic.

“Yes,” I mumbled out.

“Mom please!” Veronica said, “Can we go inside?”

“Sure, dear,” her mother said.

We went inside. “God she is embarrassing,” Veronica exclaimed.

Her house was modest, but looked comfortable. It had old, wood paneled walls, and some lovely vintage furniture that looked well used. I could see dirty dishes were still piled up in the sink.

She strutted across the living room, beckoning me to follow her.

“Let’s go to my room,” she said.

I followed. I tried to stay calm, to act like this was normal, but my heart was beating a million miles an hour.

We went down a long hallway and passed through her door.

Her room was messy, with clothes strewn about everywhere. There was a big poster of an artistically styled skull on the wall, and there were fliers from bands I had never heard of. She had a desk, a couple of chairs, and a big, comfy looking bed with a light blue blanket. She sat down on it, looking at me.

I stood sheepishly, halfway across the room.

She just waited for me, starring at me intensely. I noticed the hem of her skirt and her legs. I saw her hard nipples, poking out under her blouse. They were so fucking sexy.

I was afraid.

She waited. She cocked her head to the side a bit.

“Will you sit next to me?” she asked.

I walked over and sat next to her. My arms hung by my side. I breathed deeply as my heart hammered in my chest. She stroked me gently, up and down my back. She kissed my neck, slowly. I turned to her, and we embraced.

“I was really scared my first time,” she said, “I was with Jennifer, my old girlfriend. Neither of us had any idea what to do. We just knew we wanted to touch each other, and feel really good. We took forever, the first time. Just touching and kissing and stuff.”

“You just touched and kissed?”

“Well, yeah to start with. Then we did other stuff.”

She paused.

“OK look,” she went on, “I want it to be like that for you. Let’s go really slow. My parents won’t be home for hours. We have plenty of time. Does that sound good?”

“Yeah. It does.”

I relaxed a bit, and lay one hand tentatively on her thigh. Her skin was very soft.

She smiled, and said, “I’m just going to lie down here, and you can just touch me, or do whatever you want.”

She lay back next to me, and reached up with one hand stroking my face.

I crawled up onto the bed, and sat on my knees next to her. She waited. I reached down and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. I opened it, exposing her breasts. Her nipples were dark and swollen, and very pointy. I reached out and pinched one. She let out a long, gentle sigh, but didn’t say a word. I played with her nipples, watching her face. Her eyes closed, and she cooed.

It was incredible. Such small touches gave her so much delight.

I reached around her back, hugging her and pulling her up a bit. She halfway sat up, leaning on her arms. I leaned down and took a nipple into my mouth, sucking gently on it. She smiled and quietly moaned.

She sat up completely, bringing her breasts close to me. I sucked and licked them. She wrapped her arms around me, holding my head to her chest.

After a while, she started to squirm.

“That feels so good,” she said.

I began to get really passionate. Feeling her writhe around in my arms was the most amazing thing. I started moving my hands around, touching her. I leaned back, pulling her on top of me. I felt her weight. Her knee slipped in between my legs, and I felt her thigh press against me.

I rocked my hips, rubbing and pressing. I couldn’t help it. It felt so good. Delightful little tingles passed up my body, from down there. I clamped my mouth firmly around a nipple and sucked, rocking my hips up and down.

My pussy felt so good.

She noticed what was happening, and began to move her leg up and down. The fabric of my skirt was sliding up and down over my panties. It was amazing. I hoped that it would never stop.

I moaned deeply. I had no idea my pussy could feel like that.

I reached down behind her and pulled her skirt up, trying to feel her panties beneath it. I rubbed her butt, then reached further, pressing my fingers up between her legs, stroking her. It was damp there.

She separated from me, pulling away. I reached out, trying to keep her close, to keep the pleasure happening.

Oh my god it was amazing!

She pulled away, pushing me back gently. “Lie back, sweetie,” she said, “I think you’re ready for this.”

She got off of the bed, and pulled me over so that my legs hung off the side. She pushed my skirt up… my little lavender and lilac skirt that I loved so much… and pulled my panties down and off.

I spread my legs wide. I guessed what she wanted to do, and I couldn’t wait.

At first, she stroked me with her fingers. I felt shocks of pleasure shoot up my body. The muscles in my legs twitched. My mouth opened and I cooed. Then she leaned in and licked. Her tongue was soft and wet. I felt her press it inside of me, into my hole. I felt her run it up the length of my pussy, and then she closed her mouth around my clit, teasing it with her tongue.

The pleasure was intense. My clit was… I can’t even put it into words. Every time I thought my pussy felt as good as it possibly could, she did something to make it feel even better.

I moaned. I looked down at her head between my legs, and stroked her shocking, beautiful magenta hair.

Then something changed, and I felt like I was in heaven.

“Oh Veronica, something is happening to me,” I gasped out, just trying to breath.

She didn’t say anything, she just kept licking, now harder and rhythmically.

It wasn’t just my pussy anymore. It was like my whole body was overcome with delight. Every single part of me felt intensely good. Every nerve was sensitive, tingling. Then something started happening in my head, in my brain. An overpowering hum of perfect pleasure! I slammed back into the bed, my body rigid. My eyes rolled back into my head.

I couldn’t think. I couldn’t sense anything at all, except how fucking good my pussy felt.

I cried out in ecstasy. I thrashed around. I felt a brief moment of calm. Then another wave of intense pleasure hit me. I moaned deeply. I reached down and grabbed Veronica’s head, pulling her closer, rocking my pussy against her face.

It happened again. I was overcome.

Then my muscled relaxed, and the intensity passed. I lay back, glowing with an amazing sense of warmth. I could feel her, still squatting between my legs, gently stroking the inner part of my thighs, kissing them.

“Veronica,” I said softly.

“Yes, my love,” she answered.

“That was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt.”

“That’s the whole idea,” she said.

“I need to relax a bit.”

“Take all the time you need.”

She got up onto the bed, and lay next to me. She gently stroked my chest through my t-shirt, pinching my nipples, and softly kissed my mouth.

After a while she said, “I guess I didn’t keep my promise. I didn’t do a very good job of going slow.”

I giggled. The warmth of the orgasm still clung to me. “I don’t really mind,” I said.

“So, shall we return to what we were doing?” she asked, “Where were we again? Oh yes, you were playing with my body.”

“Let’s take off our clothes,” I said.

We got up off the bed. Her blouse still hung from her shoulders unbuttoned, so I reached forward and helped her slip it off. The I dropped to my knees and undid her skirt, and let it fall to the floor. Her panties were turquoise and sheer. I slowly pulled them down.

I can’t believe how eager I felt.

I stood back up and pulled my t-shirt off while she loosened my skirt and lowered it.

“Did I mention how fucking sexy that skirt is?” she said.

“Yeah. You did.”

We kissed again, our bare breasts pressing against each other. Then she lay back down on the bed.

I pulled her legs to the edge like she had done to me. I squatted down before her and parted her legs.

“Fuck yeah!” she said.

Her pussy was beautiful. Her labia were large and pink, and looked like petals. With one hand, I gently spread them. I leaned forward slowly, gazing up at her. She sat up a bit, and our eyes locked. She waited, breathing heavily.

I did it. I licked her. I ran my tongue up from her hole to her clit. I kissed, gently. She lay back down, and pressed her hips forward. I grasped her, wrapping my arms around both legs from below. I licked again, and then some more.

She moaned. I felt her body writhe. I continued, running my tongue around, pressing it into her hole. I did to her the things that she’d done to me. She reached down and gently stroked my hair. I wanted to make her feel how I felt. I wanted to make her come.

I could tell when it began. She started breathing really heavily.

“Oh god Amy! Right there! Keep doing that!”

I ran my tongue around her clit, over and over again with a sharp rhythm. Her body tensed up. She cried out, and grabbed my hair, pulling hard. She thrashed about. She cried out again.

“Oh god, don’t stop!” she said.

It was amazing. God I loved making her come. I kept licking, and she slammed back into the bed again. She moaned deeply. I kissed her clit, sucking on it.

“Oh oh oh! Stop! That’s enough! Oh god!”

She pushed my head back from her pussy, then fell back into the bed giggling.

“Oh Amy, thank you!”

I wanted to lick more. I loved it. I loved licking her pussy. It was so amazing that I could make her feel that way! She stopped me.

“It’s too sensitive now, sweetie,” she said, “That was so good, I need to relax.”

I kissed her legs, licking up and down her thighs. I crawled up next to her. I pulled her to me, and kissed her passionately.

Oh my god I loved it! I couldn’t get enough. I simply had to make her come again. I pushed her down, and leaned over her, sucking hard on her nipples while she recovered.

“Tell me when you’re ready for more,” I said.

“Amy, love, I need to relax. After coming so hard I can’t just go again. Anyhow, it’s your turn.”

“Later. I want to make you come again.”

“Alright, but give me a few seconds at least.”

I licked her nipples. I pushed her hair aside, and kissed her neck. I was going crazy with desire. It was like the old shy, frightened, stupid Amy was gone. The new Amy wanted to fuck Veronica, and nothing else.

I got down between her legs again and kissed her thighs. I didn’t touch her pussy, but I rubbed my fingers around its edges.

After a while she said, “OK, I’m ready, but please, be slow and gentle.”

I felt like a racehorse ready to burst out of the gate. I was about to charge in again, then I got an idea.

“Can I fuck it with my fingers?” I asked.

“Yeah, but slowly.”

I slipped a finger into her hole, then another one. I felt around, pressing up against the sides.

“Gently! Please!”

I forced myself to slow down. Oh god it was difficult. I began to slowly pump my fingers in and out of her. Then I lightly ran my tongue over her clit.

It didn’t take her long. She came, loud and hard.

“Oh Amy! Oh Amy! Oh Amy!” she cried out. It was the most wonderful thing I could ever hear. Something happened inside of me. I felt pure bliss.

“Now you need to let me relax,” she said, panting, “I don’t think I could handle any more.”

I was satisfied. I was amazed.

When she got her wits back, we played more. Then it was my turn again, and she fucked me with her fingers like I’d done to her. I had another orgasm. Bolts of utter pleasure spread from my pussy, all across my body. My mind exploded.

I would never be the same girl again.

*****

Afterward, we lay together in her bed, naked and clinging to each other. She put a CD on her stereo, and we listened to the dreamy, gentle music. Outside, the sun went down, and her room grew dark.

We didn’t say anything. What could we say after that?

Before her parents returned, we dressed and she drove me home. We kissed goodnight. I walked into my house.

Veronica was from that moment, and forever, my dearest love.