After Kelli watched her sister leave on her bike, she headed over to see Laura and Emily. She had started thinking about them when she was taking her shower that morning and using the shower head for what she knew the manufacturers had really invented it for. Then in the middle of enjoying the feel of the spray on her clit, she had imagined the sisters next door and realized she wasn’t ready to come just yet. She had gotten out of the shower, dressed, and was headed to her neighbor’s house when she’d seen Kate leaving on her bike.
She was suspicious of where Kate was going, but only in a curious way. She certainly didn’t mind if Kate was going to have fun with a friend. She certainly was. Kelli wondered if Kate was going to see the two little girls from the orgy the other day. If so, she knew Kate would have a wonderful time. Hell, they didn’t even have to worry if the girls were cramping from their periods and not interested in sex since they were far too young for that.
Ringing her neighbor’s doorbell, she waited. The door opened, and Sandra stood there, smiling.
“Are Laura and Emily busy?” Kelli asked.
“Not right now,” Sandra said before winking at the young girl. “But they were busy earlier before their father left.”
Kelli wondered about this. Was Sandra saying they had fucked their dad or something? Kelli just said, “Oh,” and left it at that. She could ask the sisters about the meaning of their mother’s remark.
“Come on in,” Sandra said, and Kelli walked in. “They’re still in their bedroom.”
“Okay,” Kelli said and walked down the short hall to their bedroom door. She didn’t bother to knock and entered.
Laura and Emily were lying in their shared bed, naked but not involved in any sex. “What’s up?” Kelli asked.
“Mom came in this morning and attacked us,” Laura said.
“Attacked you?” Kelli asked.
“Well, more like raped us,” Emily offered, giggling.
“Oh,” Kelli said. “That must be what she meant.”
“Meant by what?” Laura asked.
“She said you two had been busy before your father left. I wondered if it meant he was involved now.”
“No fucking way!” Laura said, and Emily was happy to hear her sister shared her opinion about getting their father involved.
“So… you interested in some fun?” Kelli wanted to know.
“Well, normally yes, but the session with Mom this morning sorta took the edge off, you know?” Laura replied.
“Oh.” Kelli stood there wondering what she could do now. She had gotten close to an orgasm that morning and her pussy was starting to demand some action. Frustrated didn’t begin to address how she was feeling. “Then maybe I’ll see what Kate is up to. She went out on her bike this morning and I had the feeling she might be headed somewhere to have fun with someone, maybe Linda and Mandy.”
“Okay,” Emily said. “Maybe later?”
“Sure,” Kelli said and left the house, telling Sandra good-bye on her way out.
She went to her own bike and mounted it, knowing the seat would be pressing just right on her pussy and wondering if she might just ride around and get off that way. She hadn’t done that in years, maybe since she was Kate’s age.
Riding into the street, she decided to head toward where she knew Linda and Mandy lived, hoping to find something fun happening there. A little more than a block away, she came upon another little girl from the neighborhood, Becky.
As she passed, Becky said, “Have you seen your sister this morning?”
Kelli stopped and straddled her bike. “Yeah, I saw her leave our house this morning on her bike.” Kelli figured the girl might be wanting to see if Kate wanted to play or something, even though Becky was two years younger than Kate.
“I saw her too,” Becky said, grinning. Something about that grin told Kelli there was more to it than just an exchange of ‘hellos’ between Kate and Becky.
“And?” Kelli asked, hoping whatever it was that Becky would tell her about it.
“And she wasn’t wearing any panties.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. She showed me her coochie.” Then after a brief pause, she added, “And her butt.”
“She did?” Kelli was really getting turned on listening to the little girl, who had obviously liked seeing Kate’s intimate areas.
“Yeah, she made sure I saw her coochie. Then she flipped up her skirt when she was leaving and I saw her butt.” Becky was wondering if Kate might get in trouble for what she’d done, and despite liking Kate, she sort of hoped she would. “Is she gonna be in trouble?” Becky asked hopefully.
“Probably not. We go around naked in our house a lot.”
“Doesn’t your mom mind you two going naked?”
“Naw. She goes naked too.” Kelli looked at the girl intently. “But if you tell anyone I’ll say you’re lying and suggest you might be doing naughty things to be saying that.”
“I won’t tell,” Becky said. Then she changed the subject, at least a little bit. “Kate said I should try goin’ without panties and wear a skirt sometime. She said it feels real good.”
“She’s right,” Kelli said, realizing for the first time she was doing her best to seduce the nine-year-old.
“Tanya might not like it, though,” Becky said. “And I know my mom wouldn’t.”
“Who says they have to know?” Kelli asked.
Becky looked over her shoulder at her house then back at Kelli. “But I’m wearing shorts right now,” she said.
“True, but if you want to, we might have a lot of fun together at my house. You wanna do that?”
“What kind of fun?” Becky asked. It was more or less what she’d said with Kate that morning.
“Grown-up kind of fun.”
“Would it mean taking off my shorts and panties?” Becky asked.
“If you wanted to,” Kelli said. “But you’d have to swear never to tell anyone, though. We could both be in a lot of trouble. More trouble than we’ve ever been in before.”
“But you said your mom is okay if you go around naked.”
“She is. I’m talking about your mom.”
“Oh. You’re right. She’d be real unhappy if she knew we were playing grown-up games with each other.”
“Have you ever played grown-up games before?” Kelli asked.
“Yeah, with my cousin, Janet. She’s eleven.”
“That’s Kate’s age,” Kelli said, and instantly wondered if Janet might be fun to know. “So, you wanna go to my house and play?”
Becky smiled. “Sure. Let me tell Tanya where I’ll be.”
“Okay, but tell her you’re going to play with Kate. She might get suspicious if you tell her you’re going to play with a fourteen-year-old.”
Becky giggled. “Yeah. She might know we’re gonna play grown-up games then.”
“Has she ever caught you playing grown-up games before?”
“No, but I’ve seen her doing things when she’s alone and doesn’t know I’m watching her.”
Kelli suspected what that probably was but wanted to get Becky over to her house before they talked about that. “Okay, well, you go tell her you’re coming over to play with Kate. I’ll be waiting for you.”
“Okay,” said Becky, and she scampered home to tell her sister where she would be.
Kelli went home, and about ten minutes later, the doorbell rang. As she opened the door, she found a noticeably nervous Becky standing there. The little girl was shifting her weight from one foot to the other and looking over her shoulder as if afraid of being seen entering the house.
“It’s okay,” Kelli said. “If you don’t want to do this, I’m fine with that.”
“No,” Becky said. “I want to go naked in your house with you.”
Kelli realized Becky had little idea, possibly none at all, about what could happen between them if they decided to do more than just walk around naked. She recalled her mother’s words about never doing anything with anyone without that person’s express consent to do precisely what her daughters wanted to do. Her mom had made it very clear that the other girl needed to know exactly what would happen and be willing without coercion. Kelli knew if she was going to have more fun with Becky, she would have to explain exactly what she wanted to do and make sure Becky wanted to do that, too. She also knew she had to ensure Becky knew that saying ‘no’ was perfectly okay, too.
“Well, come on in,” Kelli said. Then she led the girl over to the sofa in the TV room, making sure the curtains were closed in case someone else came around to snoop the way Sandra had. That had turned out fine, but Kelli didn’t want to find out if it would be okay if it ever happened again.
“So, you want to go naked around my house with me?” Kelli asked.
“Yeah,” Becky said. “But I’m kinda nervous about it.”
“Why are you nervous?”
“Cuz we would get in trouble if we’re caught.”
“Yeah, I guess we would,” Kelli said, knowing full well she would only be in trouble if she didn’t make sure Becky wanted to do any of the things they ended up doing. Becky, though, could get in a lot of trouble. Kelli knew Becky’s mom was really involved in her church, and she knew that the woman had been very outspoken about things like teen sex and LGBT issues, and none of the woman’s words were complimentary. She also needed to make sure Becky would not feel any guilt over what they did, regardless of how little or how much they did.
“Becky, how did it make you feel to see Kate’s — coochie?” She chose to use Becky’s more childish term for pussy.
“I was embarrassed at first.”
“Did you feel anything — well — physically?”
“You mean — down there?” Becky asked, obviously meaning her pussy.
“Yeah. Did you feel kinda, well, funny down there?”
“You mean did I get the tingles?”
Ahh, yes, there was a good way for a girl her age — and inexperienced — to refer to being turned on by something. “Yeah, did you?”
“Would it be bad if I did?”
“No. You can’t help how your body responds to things.”
“Well, yeah. That was why I was embarrassed at first. When I saw her coochie, I felt my own coochie kinda, well get tingly.”
“When you did things with your cousin Janet, did you feel tingly then, too?”
“Yeah.” Becky smiled at the memory. “That was fun.”
“What did you two do together?” Kelli asked.
“She showed me how to hump against her leg and she humped against mine.”
“Did you like that?” Kelli asked, already knowing the answer based on Becky’s face.
Becky grinned. “Yeah.”
“Do you know what an orgasm is?” Kelli asked. She knew the child had been somewhat sheltered and might not know.
“I’ve heard about them, but I really don’t understand what it is.”
Kelli played a hunch. “When you and Janet were playing around and humping each other, did she get all kinda trembly and started breathing kind of hard in, like, gasps?”
“Uh-huh.”
“And did she sort of grunt, like in a rhythm?”
“Yeah.”
“She was having an orgasm.”
Becky’s jaw dropped. “She was?”
“Yeah.”
“Was that all it was? Just some breathing and grunts?”
Kelli had to stifle a laugh, but a chuckle still broke through. “Well, it’s more than that. You see, it’s, well, it’s a peak of sexual desire. It’s a really BIG tingle in your pu– your coochie.”
“Okay,” Becky said. “You mean it feels real good?”
“Oh, yes. It feels… amazing!”
“I wish I could feel one,” Becky said. “Do you feel them?”
“Yes. All the time.”
“When did you feel your last one?”
“Well, um, it was a few days ago when I was having fun with Kate and some other girls and, um, women.”
“Really? Who else?”
“I can’t tell you that. You see, I can’t tell you about them anymore than I would tell anyone else about you. What happens in here is just between us.” Another idea occurred to Kelli. “What did you see your sister doing when she didn’t know you were watching?”
Becky laughed. “She was touching her coochie. Kinda rubbing it.”
“Did you watch her for long?”
“No. I was scared she see me and get mad.”
“Okay, but you see that’s something else a girl can do to have an orgasm. She can rub her own pu–” Kelli paused and then decided it would be too difficult to keep using a word she wasn’t used to. “A girl can rub her own pussy. Sorry, but that’s the word I like to use.”
“That’s okay. It’s the word Kate uses too. I kinda like it cuz it’s a naughty word. At least my mom says it is.”
“But your mom isn’t here,” Kelli said, and Becky laughed.
“That’s just what Kate said!”
“So we can call it a pussy?”
“Sure. I can call it pussy too?”
“Sure,” Kelli said. “You want to get naked with me now?”
“Okay.” Kelli could tell Becky was a lot calmer now. And curious about orgasms.
Kelli stood up and pulled her t-shirt over her head. She was braless and her boobs bounced. She looked at Becky, and the girl was wide-eyed and her mouth was hanging open.
“Wow! Real boobs that aren’t my sisters!”
Kelli laughed. “There’s more. You want me to continue taking off my clothes?”
Becky just nodded, her mouth still hanging open and her eyes still bulging.
Kelli reached down and tugged her shorts down, leaving her in just her panties. She smiled at Becky and hooked her thumbs into the elastic waistband of her panties and pulled the bikini underwear down to her knees and off.
Becky stared at the teenager’s pussy. That word — pussy — went through her mind. I’m looking at Kelli’s pussy, she thought to herself and felt her own pussy swell at the sight into a decided puffiness. It was what she had always thought of as getting the tingles. Now, she knew there was more to it than that. She hoped she might find out exactly what that was soon. Maybe today, in fact, if she could talk Kelli into showing her about orgasms. She hoped so.
“Your turn,” Kelli said.
Becky stood and took off her clothes as fast as she could, pulling her shorts and panties down together. Seconds later, they were both naked.
Becky said, “Can I walk around in your house?”
“Sure, babe. Just don’t go into any room with open windows. Sometimes people peek.”
“Okay,” the girl said and turned to walk out of the room. Kelli followed her as she walked down the hall and into Kelli’s mother’s bedroom.
Becky stopped to stare at the woman’s bed while Kelli stopped to stare at the little girl’s butt, which was beginning to gain a more mature shape, but only barely so. It was the perfect example of a cross between a child’s butt and a teenager’s.
It made Kelli’s mouth water. She hoped she could control herself and not attack the girl. Her pussy was still frustrated from being close to an orgasm in the shower that morning, followed by a disappointing visit to Laura and Emily, then finding Becky and getting so horny the girl thought she could come with nothing more than a rub or two.
“Wow. Your mom sleeps there,” Becky said. “I think your mom’s pretty.”
“So do I,” Kelli said. If she only knew ran through the teenager’s mind.
“And you’ve seen your mom naked?” Becky said.
“Yes.” Then Kelli decided she would take a chance. “Becky?”
“Huh?”
“We’ve agreed that what happens here stays here, right? That we tell absolutely nobody what happens today?”
“Yeah, why?”
“If I show you something, well, really sexy, do you promise not to tell anyone?”
“Sure,” Becky said, her eyes widening again.
“This is something, like, really adult. You sure you wanna see it?”
“Yes!”
“Okay, come with me.” Kelli walked over to her mom’s closet and opened the drawer with the movies in it. Lesbian movies. Porn. Real women having real sex. And real orgasms.
Becky stared into the open drawer. “Are those movies?” Kelli smiled and nodded. “Of… sex?”
“Yes. Sex between women, like what you and your cousin do.”
“Can we –” The question would lead to something so forbidden in Becky’s mind she couldn’t say it.
Kelli finished the question for her. “Watch some?”
Becky looked at Kelli, her face stunned at the prospect of watching a movie where women had sex with each other. She nodded.
“You sure you want to? Remember, you can’t tell anyone. And you have to be okay with watching it. No deciding later you shouldn’t have and getting all guilty about it.”
“Okay,” Becky said. She was so interested and curious about the DVD’s, she would have promised anything.
“Let’s go into the den,” Kelli said.
When they got there, she put one of her favorites into the machine and started it up. Within seconds, they were watching two girls, both gorgeous and with bald pussies, licking each other.
“Girls do that?” Becky asked.
“Yep. You’re watching two girls do that, aren’t you?”
“Have you ever done it?”
Kelli was anticipating the question and told the truth.
“Yep. Lots of times.”
Becky looked at Kelli with what could only be described as awe.
“You like doing that to a girl?”
“No. I love it.”
“Doesn’t it taste like pee?”
“Well, you can taste the pee a little bit, but mostly you taste the girl’s juices.”
“Juices? What juices?”
“The juices from her vagina. You have them, too, you know.”
“I do?”
“Yeah. Doesn’t your pussy ever get kinda wet when you’re feeling the tingles?”
“I thought that was pee.”
“Nope. It’s from your vagina. The inside of your pussy. And it’s delicious.”
“It is?”
“Totally.” Kelli knew this was part of her seduction, but why lie to Becky? Yes, it might lead to Becky giving it a try, but Kelli felt the girl needed to learn some things about life that she’d been sheltered from. The most she’d ever known was getting tingly with her cousin Janet, who was either too self-absorbed to explain about orgasms to Becky, or too ignorant of Becky’s own ignorance about it to think it needed to be explained. Either way, Becky deserved to know about the pleasure her body could provide herself and others. At least the others Becky was willing to share her body with. And Kelli hoped Becky would share her body with her.
“Have you ever licked a girl as young as me?” Becky asked, and Kelli knew where this was heading, and she welcomed it, of course.
“Yes.”
“Who?”
“Again. I can’t tell you. You know why.”
“Oh. Okay.” They continued watching until the women on screen were coming.
“Are they having orgasms?” Becky asked, her curiosity coming off her in almost physical waves.
“Yes. I’m envious. I want to have one right now.”
Becky took her eyes off the screen to stare at Kelli. “Really?”
“Oh, yeah. I’ve needed one since I was in the shower masturbating this morning.”
“Masturbating?”
“Rubbing your pussy to have an orgasm. But I wasn’t exactly rubbing it. I was using the shower head on the massage setting and aiming it at my pussy. My clit, actually.”
“Your clit?”
The poor thing, thought Kelli. She would just have to teach her everything she knew.
“Yes, your clit is a little button of very sensitive flesh near the top of your slit. It’s where the two inner lips of your pussy meet near the top.”
“What’s important about the clit?” Becky asked.
What a perfect question, thought Kelli. “It’s where all the pleasure is for sex. It’s the source of the tingles.”
“Oh. Do I have a clit?”
“Yes. All girls do. It’s just a matter of finding it… or having someone show it to you.”
They were both silent, and for the first time Kelli knew what was meant by ‘a pregnant pause.’ Finally, Becky asked the question Kelli knew she was considering. “Would you show me?”
“I thought you’d never ask!” Kelli said and laughed.
She knelt in front of Becky’s knees. “Spread your legs a bit,” she said, and Becky complied. Then Kelli added, “But only if you want to. Remember that. If I tell or ask you to do something you don’t want to do, just say so and you don’t have to do it, okay? It is completely and totally up to you what we do. I won’t be upset or anything. Just be honest with me. That’s all I ask.”
“Okay.”
“Now, can I touch your pussy with my finger?”
“Yeah.”
Kelli reached in and spread the girl’s outer labia. The inner lips were nestled inside. Kelli could see a fair amount of moisture covering the inside of the girl’s pussy already. Kelli moved her fingertip to where Becky’s clit was and massaged the spot for a minute. She could feel the tiny nubbin of nerve-packed flesh.
Apparently, Becky could feel it too. She shivered at one point, her legs becoming restless and scissoring back and forth.
“Does that feel good?” Kelli asked.
“Uh-huh,” Becky said. “Is that what an orgasm feels like?”
“Well, yes and no. It’s kind of like an orgasm, but it’s not one yet. An orgasm is that feeling times, like, a thousand.”
“Wow,” Becky sighed, leaning back.
“Do you want me to lick you there? It feels like a hundred times better.”
Becky nodded without hesitation, as if she had been hoping Kelli would ask that.
Kelli moved toward the child’s center of sexual desire. When her mouth was less than an inch from the girl’s clit, she reached out with her tongue and licked Becky’s button. She reveled in the fact she was the first person to ever do this to the child.
Becky’s reaction was immediate. Her hips raised up from her seat on the sofa and she gasped audibly. Kelli took that as a sign to do more. She locked her lips and tongue on the girl’s vulva and began massaging Becky’s clit with her tongue, bathing it with her saliva and bouncing the tender ball of nerves back and forth.
“I’m gonna pee!” Becky said, nearly in a panic.
“No, you’re not,” Kelli said, removing her mouth just long enough to say what she needed to. “That’s the orgasm approaching. Just let it go. Take my word for it. You won’t pee, and if you do and it wets the sofa, I’ll tell my mom it was me. Just let it happen.”
“Okay,” Becky said. She tried to relax and let whatever was happening to her body take place.
Kelli returned her attention to the child’s pussy. Within seconds, Becky felt a rush of pleasure seize her. Spasms of absolute joy rocked her, and she experienced her first orgasm. She had no doubt that was what was happening to her, and she relished the thought that it was happening. She wondered vaguely if this would be the only one she would ever have, and hoped at the same time that she would have millions in her lifetime.
Which of course was exactly what happened.
As the orgasm subsided, Kelli moved to be next to Becky.
“That, Becky, was your first orgasm.”
“Wow.” She was doing her best to catch her breath.
“And now I want to have mine. Is that okay?”
“Yeah.”
Kelli thought about asking Becky to help her, but she thought maybe that would be something they did later, after the girl got more used to their fun.
She sat back and continued watching the movie while also taking a quick look at Becky, who was more or less sitting spread-eagle on the sofa, her delicious mound in plain view, and even slightly open because Becky’s legs were spread.
Becky herself was watching the movie some, but watching Kelli a lot more.
Kelli had her hand at her pussy, rubbing it in a bit of a frenzy of sexual need. She saw that Becky was watching her masturbate, and she began to come. It was an orgasm that followed from nearly an entire day of denying herself the pleasure. It gripped her and sent her headlong into ecstasy.
When she finished, she brought her fingers to Becky’s face. The girl reached out tentatively with her tongue and took a small taste. She found she did indeed like it after all.
Kelli knew this would be only the first of their secret encounters, and she was already planning for the next one.
“We have to get dressed now,” Kelli said reluctantly.
“Okay,” Becky answered, in the same sad tone.
When the child left for home, she was a little less of a child than she had been when she arrived. She, too, was planning to have more fun with Kelli one day soon.
Maybe even tomorrow. Then she wondered if Kate might join in one day soon as well.
She certainly hoped so.
As she walked home, she even began to think about her own sister.
Continue on to Chapter 8
