Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by Girl Lover

Jill stared at the lonely country road as she continued to drive through northwest Texas. She’d been through this part of the state before, and the landscape was too drab for her. The thrill of taking this journey had died away an hour ago, although Linda and Emma were still excited.

Jill didn’t know how to feel about it herself. Of course, she was happy that she and Linda were together again, and that she’d rescued Linda and Emma from the monster that was their mother, but there was also the fact that Jill had lost her parents and home. Unlike Linda, she had genuinely loved her parents… until recently, that is.

“Are we in Montana yet?” Emma exclaimed. She was beginning to sound a bit cranky.

“No. It’ll take us a few days to get there,” Jill replied.

Emma had the paper map spread out before her. “So, where are we now?”

Linda reached over the front seat and glanced at the map, pointing to their location. Emma placed her finger on it, “And where’s Austin?” Linda pointed to another spot a few inches away. Emma looked at the distance. “We only moved this far!” she announced, holding her fingers a few inches apart. She looked back at the map, then moving her fingers further apart, she announced, “We need to go this far to get to Montana. Wow, that’s a lot.” She sat back, lost in thought

Linda snuggled up against Jill, “We’re really doing this, aren’t we?”

Jill snaked her arm around Linda, holding her close, “Yep.”

“What’re we gonna do when we get there?”

“I guess I’ll try to get us all into a school. I don’t know if their middle and high schools are combined like McCallum or separate. I’ll graduate next year, and I suppose I’ll have to find a job. I haven’t really thought about it much.”

“But we’ll always be together, right?” Linda rested her head against Jill’s shoulder.

“We’ll always be together.”

***

They drove on.

“Jill?”

“Hmm?”

“I… I wanted to…say something. I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a long time, but I didn’t know how you would take it.”

Intrigued, Jill turned, “What’s that?”

“I just wanted to say… thank you.”

“For what?”

“For everything. You lost your friends, your parents, your whole life… just for me.”

“You don’t need to thank me,” Jill kissed the top of her head, “You are my life, now.”

A few hours later, Emma hunched over the top of the seat, “I’m hungry.”

“Me too,” Linda echoed.

“There’s some bread and other things to make sandwiches with back there,” Jill pointed her thumb behind her.

Emma pulled out all the food from the cooler and opened the loaf of bread, quickly cobbling a sandwich together. Sloppily spreading mayonnaise on a slice of bread, she asked, “What do you want, Linda?”

Linda looked back to see what there was to choose from. “Put ham and cheese on mine.” Emma made another sandwich and handed it up to Linda.

“What do you want, Jill?” Linda asked.

“Hmmm… make mine turkey and mayo.”

“Coming up!” Emma announced. Moments later, she passed a third sandwich up to Linda, who handed it to Jill.

They drove on, watching the sun slowly sink down into the horizon and the land slowly became dark. Jill stared at the empty country road, lit by her headlights and surrounded by darkness.

“What’re you thinking?” Linda asked Jill.

“Huh?”

“You got this weird look on your face.”

“I don’t know. It’s kinda this… déjà vu feeling. When I was little, me and my parents used to travel to different places, and it would usually be dark when we were coming back home. I’d be in the back seat listening to my parents talk. And that’s kinda how I’m feeling now. Like I’m the parent, and our kid is in the back.”

“I’m not your kid!” Emma objected.

Linda laughed, “She didn’t mean that, silly.” Turning back to Jill, Linda cuddled up against her, quietly saying, “I think it’s sweet. I kinda like the feeling of us being a family.”

Jill smiled at her. “Me too.”

A little after seven, they pulled into a motel, and Jill booked a room with two beds. The room seemed enormous to Linda and Emma, who had never lived anywhere but the tiny space they shared in their mother’s trailer.

Emma bounced on one of the beds, excitedly exclaiming, “This one’s mine!”

“Wow,” Linda remarked, looking at everything. “Hey, there’s a TV!”

“Ooh!” Emma stopped bouncing long enough to race across the room and turn it on.

Jill set out the food on the counter. It was going to be sandwiches again for supper, as well as most of their meals for the next few days.

Emma found a cartoon on the TV and stretched out on her tummy as she ate her sandwich, eyes glued to the screen. Jill was sitting up against the headboard with Linda between her legs, leaning back against her chest. As Linda ate, Jill had her arms around the girl, Linda’s head nestled under Jill’s.

“You hungry?” Linda asked, “Do you want me to make you something?”

“Uh-uh.” Jill kissed her neck, murmuring, “I’ve got everything I want right here.”

Linda took another bite of her sandwich, “Jill?”

“Hmm?”

“I was wondering… did you want to, um, do it tonight?”

Jill nodded, “I’ve been wanting to for days.” She ran her fingers through Linda’s hair. “Actually… I’ve never wanted anything as badly as I want to be with you tonight.”

“I didn’t know if you still wanted to. Especially after I left you the last time.”

Jill turned Linda’s face towards hers, whispering, “I’ll always want to do it with you.”

Linda giggled, covering her mouth, “That sounds dirty.”

Jill smirked, “It’s meant to be dirty.”

They continued watching TV until late in the night. Jill was in the bathroom taking a shower when Linda told Emma that it was time for bed. “But I don’t feel tired yet,” Emma protested.

“Lie down,” Linda told her. Emma meekly complied, and Linda pulled the blanket over her, then laid down behind her little sister and began to rub the child’s back.

Jill was in the bathroom drying off after her shower when she heard Linda singing. Drifting over to the partially opened bathroom door, she listened, enraptured, as Linda lulled her younger sister to sleep.

All around the cathedral the saints and apostles
Look down as she sells her wares.
Although you can’t see it, you know they are smiling
Each time someone shows that he cares…
Though her words are simple and few
Listen, listen, she’s calling to you
Feed the birds, tuppence a bag

Jill watched in awe from the bathroom as Emma’s eyes fluttered, then closed. Linda slowly stood, still humming so as not to rouse Emma, then went over to the other bed and sat.

Jill, wrapped in a towel, came back into the room without Linda noticing. “I love hearing you sing,” she said quietly.

Startled for an instant, Linda turned around. “I didn’t know you heard me.”

“I did. It was beautiful.” Jill went to her bag, fishing around inside for her hairbrush.

Linda watched her, “You know,” she cooed, “I think that this is the best day of my life. No actually, I think the best was that night that you made love to me.” Jill smiled and  began to brush her hair. “What about you?” Linda asked, “When was the best day of your life?”

Jill stopped brushing her hair, suddenly looking sad. “I know what the worst day of my life was… when I found you behind the equipment shed by the playground and you begged me not to hurt you any more. That was when I saw what a monster I’d become.”

“Don’t say that, Jill. You’re not like those other girls. You’re good.” Linda paused. “But what was the best day of your life, then?”

Jill looked up at Linda, “The same day, though I didn’t know it at the time. That was when I met the most wonderful person… a sweet little girl who would become the love of my life.”

“Me?” Linda whispered, her eyes shining with adoration.

“None other,” Jill replied.

Linda blushed hotly, but she was clearly delighted. “Oh, Jill…”

Jill put her hairbrush away, then came back to the bed, pausing to let her towel fall to the floor. Now naked, she knelt down before Linda.

Staring at Jill’s bare body with wide-open eyes, Linda asked, “Do you want to…?” Jill nodded, a smile on her lips. “Now?”

Jill nodded again, moistening her lips. “God, yes. I’ve been wanting you all day long.”

Linda glanced at her sister, now sleeping peacefully in the other bed, “What if Emma wakes up?”

Jill slowly unzipped Linda’s pants, whispering, “Then she can watch.”

“But she’ll hear you,” Linda said as Jill tugged her faded khakis down, revealing pale blue underpants.

“I’ll be quiet,” Jill replied. Taking a calming breath, she grasped the waistband of the ten-year-old’s panties, then slid them down to her feet. Her pulse quickened at the sight of Linda’s bare slit.

“You’ll say those bad words,” Linda reminded her, carefully stepping out of her underwear. “And you say them loud, too.”

“You worry too much,” Jill said as she pulled Linda’s shirt up and off, carelessly tossing it on the floor with the rest of their clothes. Except for her cute pink socks, the child was now completely nude. “She already knows that we’re lovers, so what’s the big deal?” Gently easing Linda onto her back, she added, “Besides, you make me say those bad words.”

Jill rolled Linda over onto her front and, straddling the girl, nuzzled her neck, then proceeded to kiss a pathway down her back. Linda giggled at the ticklish feeling as the older girl’s lips reached her bottom.

Cupping that cute butt in both hands, Jill studied it in awe. My God, it’s perfect. Absolutely perfect. Who knew that a little girl’s bottom could be so beautiful? She licked her lips. I want to make love to it…

Jill began to kiss and fondle the tender globes, breathing in the bewitching scent of Linda’s skin, enhanced by what she was fairly certain was the thicker aroma of the ten-year-old’s sex. Wanting more, she placed her thumbs on either side of Linda’s crack and gently spread her cheeks apart.

The sight was breathtaking; the first good view she’d had of her young lover’s secrets. The child’s rosebud looked especially enticing, giving Jill felt a wicked impulse to do something she’d never tried before.

Bending down, she trailed her tongue through Linda’s crack, bathing the little girl’s anus with a long, slow lick.

“Jill!” Linda gasped in horror, gaping back over her shoulder as she watched Jill burrow between her cheeks. “Th-that’s my b-bottom hole!”

But the teen didn’t answer, just continued to bathe the girl’s rosebud with rhythmic swipes of the tongue, thrilled by the sheer lewdness of the act. At the same time, she was expressing her love for this sweet child she adored in the most intimate way imaginable.

“Oh, Jill,” Linda sighed, her hands trembling as she propped herself up, “It’s so weird, you d-doing that… but it feels, oh, really nice.”

Jill rimmed Linda for a few moments more, then felt a sudden need to cradle the child in her arms. Raising her face from the cleft of Linda’s anus, she tenderly guided the girl onto her back, then wrapped both arms around her.

“My gosh, I love you so much,” Jill whispered. “I never knew I could feel this much for someone.”

“I love you too — lots and lots,” Linda said, blushing a bit. “Um, can I touch your boobies?”

“We’re lovers, you and I… so you don’t need to ask,” Jill said. “If you want to touch me anywhere, you can. Well, maybe not the bottoms of my feet — I’m really ticklish there.”

Linda hesitantly reached out, gently touching Jill’s left breast, then cupped them in both hands. “So soft,” she whispered.

Jill leaned closer, “Suck my nipples.”

“You mean… like I’m your baby?” Linda asked, puzzled. “Why?”

“Lovers do that too, not just mommies,” an amused Jill replied. “It feels really good. Here, I’ll do it to you first.”

“Okay. Can I keep playing with yours?”

Jill gave the girl a tender kiss.  “Of course you can.”

Linda began to fondle the older girl’s breasts again. Squeezing them playfully, she said, “Tell me if this hurts.”

In fact, it felt lovely. Purring with pleasure, Jill bent down slowly so as not to interrupt Linda’s play, taking the child’s puffy breast bud between her lips. She flicked her tongue over it, relishing the way it swelled ever so slightly to the caress of her tongue. In the meantime, her free hand was busy stroking Linda’s other breast — which was too slight to be called a breast, really, but the tiny nipple did respond nicely to her touch.

By then, Linda had paused in her own exploration to watch Jill, fascinated by the sight of a teenage girl nursing on her nipple as if that was a perfectly natural thing to do.

After a moment, Jill noticed Linda watching and raised her head. “Do you like that?” she asked.

Linda nodded. “I did. Your mouth is really warm. Did it feel good to you, too? Which do you like more, doing that or licking my bottom?”

Jill smiled. “I just enjoy making love to you, sweetheart. The sight of that sweet little body, when all your clothes are off… God, I want to do sexy stuff to every inch of you. Speaking of which…”

Drawing in close, Jill began to kiss Linda’s soft neck, and the child settled into her arms with a blissful sigh. Nuzzling her way downward, Jill’s lips strayed onto her young lover’s chest, pausing to flick Linda’s nipple with her tongue.

“Oooh, that tickles!” Linda squealed, a shiver racing through her. “B-but I like it.”

Jill slipped a hand between the ten-year-old’s thighs, lightly tracing the cleft of her slit. “Oh… oh, wow,” Linda moaned.

The astonished look on Linda’s face sent Jill’s lust soaring even higher, awakening that oh, so familiar tickle in her pussy that ached to be scratched. There was one thing she needed even more, though — something Jill had fantasized about ever since she’d first dreamed of making this little girl her lover.

Scooting down to lie before Linda as if in worship, Jill gazed in awe at the child’s bare sex, now adorned with a hint of wetness. Somehow it reminded Jill of a pretty mouth — perfect for what she intended to do. She drew closer, her eyes drifting shut.

When her lips brushed against the smooth slit, she felt Linda tense slightly, then relax with a tiny moan. Jill paused to savor the delicate flavor, then pressed her tongue inside the little girl. She saw Linda’s eyes widen, heard her whisper, “Oh, my gosh,” loving her all the more for that adorable reaction. It’s like a miracle to her, she thought.

With her eyes glued to Linda’s face, Jill pleasured the girl, licking her pussy like a mother cat bathing a newborn kitten. Linda would draw in her breath or sigh from time to time, then shiver in delight. Now Jill was rubbing Linda’s clit with a finger, drawing the child closer and closer to the edge.

Linda was panting for breath as those strange but wonderful sensations took control of her once again. “J-Jill!” she gasped, “it’s… it’s happening…”

“I know,” Jill reassured her, briefly raising her head. “Don’t be scared. Just let it happen.”

She was close to coming herself, but refused to touch her own pussy. Not yet. She wanted to make it happen for Linda first.

Just as she had that thought, Jill felt Linda clutching her head, fingers tightening as the child’s pleasure grew and grew. Then she winced, inhaling sharply as Linda’s little hands balled into fists, pulling at her hair. Though it hurt, Jill continued to lick the girl, thrilled that she was able to make her feel so good.

Suddenly, a voiceless cry came out of Linda, and her body seized up. For a long moment, she remained rigid with a pained expression on her face, then collapsed into the sheets, gasping for breath.

Awed by the sight, Jill crawled up to where Linda lay and stretched out beside her, stroking the little girl’s face as she rested. “I’m s-so sorry, J-Jill… I — I think…” Linda struggled to get her breath, “I think…I peed on you…”

“You didn’t pee, sweetheart. You had an orgasm. Just rest now,” Jill held Linda close, gently rocking her.

After a while, Linda’s eyes fluttered open, though the girl was still a bit dazed. “Are you okay?” Jill asked.

“Yeah…” Linda replied, still out of breath. “I kinda just feel like lying here.”

“Well, that’s what happens when you have good sex.” Jill caressed the nude ten-year-old, trailing her fingers over Linda’s body. She couldn’t remember the last time her life had been so peaceful, so carefree.

Finally, Linda propped herself up on one elbow, “Could I do stuff to you now?”

“I’d love that,” Jill replied.

“Cool!” Linda got up on her knees.

“How do you want me?” Jill asked. “On my tummy, or my back?”

“Ummm…” Linda thought for a bit. “Can you like, um… get on your hands and knees, so I can… see your butt?”

Charmed by the little girl’s timid eagerness, Jill got on all fours with her head lowered, ass up in the air, looking back at Linda. As Jill watched with keen interest as to what the girl was going to do, Linda slowly moved closer, wide-eyed with wonder.

“Wow…” Linda breathed as she got her first up-close look at Jill’s ass. Placing both hands on the pale, soft globes, she caressed them. “You’re so beautiful, Jill,” she whispered. “Even your bottom is beautiful. Even your…” The child fell silent, her attention captured by the juicy cleft of the older girl’s sex. Nervously moistening her lips, she reached out to touch it.

“Oh, Linda,” Jill moaned, “oh, yes. That feels lovely.”

“It’s so… so warm. And sticky.”

“That’s because you get me hot, make me want t-to love you again.” She paused, nibbling her lower lip. “Linda? Would you maybe… kiss me there? Like I did to you?”

Linda made a face. “Um… does it taste like pee?”

“No, not really. Pussies have their own special flavor. It’s hard to describe. I thought yours was yummy.”

Linda giggled. “I couldn’t believe you were licking me down there!” She gave Jill’s rump a playful pat. “I oughta give you a spanking for being so naughty.”

“Kiss my pussy first… then you can spank me all you want,” Jill countered.

Grimacing slightly, though trying not to let it show, Linda leaned forward, paused to sample the scent of it, then briefly, touched her lips to Jill’s cunt.

“How was that?” Jill asked.

“Actually, not bad,” Linda replied, somewhat surprised.

“Can you do it some more?”

Linda carefully pressed her lips to the moist flesh, giving it a proper kiss. She took a tiny lick, then quickly pulled away with a giggle.

“I think she likes that,” Jill said. Then in a comical, high-pitched voice, she added, “Ooh, it’s true! Jill likes it when you kiss me.”

“That’s not your… thingy talking,” Linda protested. “That’s just you.”

Now shaking with laughter, Jill continued to speak in the high-pitched voice, reaching down between her legs to make her pussy lips move, “Can you please give me another kiss, little girl? It feels good.”

“You’re not really talking,” Linda was speaking to Jill’s pussy.

“Yes, I am.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Then why are you talking to me?”

“I’m not…” Catching herself, Linda scowled, then began to giggle. “You’re so silly.”

“No, I’m in love,” Jill said, smiling sweetly at her young lover. Rolling onto her back, she added, “I really would like for you to kiss me there again, though. It feels so nice.”

“Mmmm… okay.” Linda scooted closer and leaned over, giving Jill’s pussy a tender kiss, then several more. Raising her head, she said, “You’re pretty wet. Are you sure that isn’t pee?”

“I’m positive. See, when a woman gets excited — y’know, in a sexual way, it makes her vagina wet. Trust me, it isn’t pee.”

Linda’s expression made it clear that she wasn’t quite convinced. “Um, can I touch your — your vagina some more?”

“Well, sure. That feels good, too. If you do it right, you’ll give me an orgasm, just like I did for you.”

“Cool!” the child exclaimed, then began to stroke Jill’s pussy with her index finger, toying with its folds.

Jill relaxed, letting Linda explore.  It was clear that the ten-year-old didn’t have the slightest idea how to make love to a girl, but Jill didn’t care. I’ll teach her how, she told herself. I’ll turn this shy little thing into a sex kitten. 

Anyhow, the sight of Linda’s awed face was enough to turn her on in a big way. it was the most erotic thing to watch, a girl of ten getting familiar with Jill’s cunt. Linda was humming a little tune moving her finger around as casually as if she was finger painting, completely absorbed in the task.

Eventually, her finger slipped into Jill’s vagina. Linda’s eyes widened as she felt how wet and warm it was, then widened even more when she realized that her finger kept going deeper. “Oh, wow,” she breathed.

Jill saw the quizzical look on the little girl’s face, “What is it?”

“It just keeps… How far inside d-does it go?”

Grinning at the child’s naivete, Jill said, “Well, it has to be deep enough for a guy’s, um, dick to go inside.”

“Oh, yuck,” said Linda, making a face.

Jill had to laugh at that. “Anyhow, I’m not a virgin, so mine goes deeper than yours does.”

“Okay,” Linda said, pulling her finger out.

“Actually, can you put your finger back in? It feels really great.”

“It does?” Linda asked. “Can I make you have a… uh, that good feeling, what’s it called…?”

“An orgasm. Yes, you can.”

“Good. I totally want to do that.” Furrowing her brow in concentration, she placed the tip of her finger at the opening of Jill’s vagina and eased it back inside.

“Oh, yeah,” Jill sighed. “ Can you put another finger in?”

Linda looked down, then Jill felt it enter her. “Okay.”

“Hmmm… I can take more than that. Give me another.” Linda hesitated, then did as Jill asked. “Oh, yeah. That feels amazing. Now push them into me, deep as you can go.”

“I can’t get them in anymore,” Linda told her. “They’re all the way inside.”

That gave Jill a very wild, very wicked idea.

A few weeks earlier, after realizing that she was sexually attracted to Linda, Jill had begun to cautiously surf the internet for information about lesbians and the things they did in bed. Along the way, she read about an activity that shocked her at first, but aroused her even more… especially later that evening, when she masturbated while imagining what it would be like to be pleasured that way by Linda.

This was her chance to make that crazy fantasy come true.

“Linda? Will you try something for me? Even if it seems kinda crazy?”

The child’s lower lip twitched slightly. “Um… what?”

“I want you to put your hand into my pussy.”

Linda looked horrified. “My hand?!”

Jill slowly nodded. “Yeah.”

“You want me to stick my whole hand… inside you?!”

“That’s right.”

“But — won’t it hurt? Anyhow, my hand won’t fit.”

Reaching out, Jill touched the girl’s shoulder. “It will, Linda. Think about it. Ladies give birth through there, after all. And if a baby can fit, so can your hand. Just get me nice and wet, put your fingers and thumb together, and, well, push it in.”

Linda was shaking her head. “I… I don’t know…”

“Just try it, sweetheart. Look, if it hurts, I’ll tell you so, and then you can stop. Please…?”

“Um, okay, I guess. So, uh, I’m s’posed to play with you first, right?” Her fingers were still buried in Jill’s vagina; she wiggled them a bit.

“Oooh! Yes, just like that,” Jill nodded, spreading her legs for Linda.

The little girl got to work, rolling the fingers of her right hand around inside Jill, while the left hand explored the outside, touching different parts of her older lover’s vulva.

“This is the best place to touch,” Jill said, leading Linda’s fingers to her clitoris. “Gently, though. It’s really sensitive.”

“O-okay.” She began to masturbate Jill, feeling the teen girl’s cunt grow progressively juicier.

After a couple of minutes, Jill placed a hand on Linda’s wrist. “That’s good. I think I’m ready now.”

“For me to — to put my hand in?”

“Yeah. Go for it. Just bunch the tips of your fingers together, slip them into me, then work them deeper inside. Do it slowly, though.”

Pursing her lips in concentration, Linda placed her fingers at the opening of Jill’s vagina, then began to slowly push them inside.

Jill inhaled sharply as Linda’s fingers penetrated her — up to the second knuckle, she guessed. Even that much felt incredible. This is gonna be amazing, she told herself.

“I’m not sure I can go any deeper,” she heard Linda say.

“You can,” Jill insisted. “Just move your hand around some to open me up. It’ll go in.”

“And… and you’re sure I won’t hurt you?”

“I’m sure, I’m sure!” Jill cried. “Please, Linda… just try, okay?”

“O-okay,” the little girl said, and bent to her work.

Jill inhaled sharply as she felt Linda’s hand slowly twist from side to side, slipping deeper into her cunt — another inch or so, she guessed. “Oh, yeah,” she moaned, “that’s it. Keep g-going!”

Feeling a bit more comfortable with what she was doing, Linda pushed harder, gradually easing her way into Jill’s body. The knuckles were a tight fit, but the child continued to wriggle her hand about, steadily working it inside, glancing up at Jill every now and then to make sure she wasn’t in pain.

In fact, Jill was ecstatic, dizzy with pleasure. There was a hint of discomfort, sure, but that paled in comparison to the delicious shivers she felt as Linda penetrated her. Just wait until she’s actually fucking me, she told herself.

Then all rational thought fled from Jill’s head as that lovely hand passed through the opening of her vagina. She very nearly screamed, but somehow summoned up just enough presence of mind to bring it down to a low moan. “Ohhhhhh, God… oh, Linda, I — I love you… ” Her hands were balled into tight fists.

Linda could only stare at the way her hand had disappeared inside Jill, right up to the wrist. “This is sooo weird,” she breathed.

Jill couldn’t hear her. The exquisite feeling of being completely filled had consumed her, blocking out everything else. After a few moments, she opened her eyes, looking up at Linda. “Mmmm, you did it. Good job, sweetheart.”

“I guess,” Linda replied. “Um, so what do I do now?”

Jill laughed. “You fuck me.”

The child’s eyes grew huge. “I — what?” She shook her head. “I don’t — I’m not sure how to.”

“Don’t you know what fucking is?”

“N-not really,” Linda admitted, her cheeks flushing bright pink. “Um, I know it’s a bad word. It’s what people mean when they t-talk about sex, right?”

Jill had to smile. “Oh, my sweet, innocent little girl.” Reaching out, she caressed Linda’s face. “It’s fine, sweetheart. I’ll explain about fucking later, what it means. Right now, I’ll show you what to do with your arm, so you can give me that good feeling.”

“Okay.”

“First, pull your hand part of the way out.” Linda did. “Now, push it back in, all the way.” Again, Linda obeyed. “Oh! Oh, damn, that feels good. Okay, k-keep doing it just like that. In and out.”

“Like this?” Linda withdrew her arm, then pushed it back in.

“Yeah. Oh, God, yes. Now, this is fucking. Ohhhhhh… don’t, don’t stop!”

Linda continued to work her hand in and out of Jill’s vagina, moving slowly so as not to hurt the older girl.

“You can do it faster,” Jill told her. Linda began to pump her arm at a brisker pace. Jill groaned, “Good. Ohhhh yyyessssss, that’s lovely,” shivering as tiny jolts of pleasure shot throughout her body.

“Are you sure it doesn’t hurt?” asked Linda.

“Oh, believe me… it doesn’t,” Jill gasped.

As the ten-year-old’s hand pumped in and out of her, Jill settled in for what promised to be a very wild ride. Every now and then, an especially strong pump from Linda’s arm would jerk her, causing Jill to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep from screaming. Nonetheless, she couldn’t resist the urge to talk dirty, something she’d always enjoyed during sex.

“Oh fuck, Linda… your hand f-feels so fucking good in my cunt. Mmmm, yeah, keep d-doing it like that, keep fucking me…” These and other obscene words were leaking through Jill’s fingers. Linda glanced nervously at Emma, relieved to see that her baby sister appeared to be sound asleep. All the while, her hand continued to churn around in Jill’s vagina.

Suddenly Jill’s body went rigid, and she let out a choked gasp as she exploded in orgasm. A violent jerk raced through her, then another. A frightened Linda tried to withdraw her hand, but Jill’s muscles gripped it too tightly.

Linda was on the edge of complete panic — but then, Jill gave a long, low moan and sank into the sheets, wearing a look of purest bliss. “Oh, wow…” she mumbled, “that was awesome.” Giving her young lover a weary smile, she managed to add, “You can… you can take your hand out now. Just go slow, m’kay?”

Giving her arm an experimental tug, Linda was relieved to find that Jill’s vagina had relaxed enough for an inch or so of her hand to emerge. She continued to pull, trying her best to be gentle about it, then her hand abruptly popped out, followed by a trickle of Jill’s fluids, which spilled onto the bed.

Grimacing at her dripping hand, then the large wet spot on the sheets, a horrified Linda loudly whispered, “Eewww! You peed all over my hand! And the bed!”

“It’s not pee,” Jill said, rolling her eyes. “It’s…” She fell silent, not sure how to explain it. Finally she sighed, “It’s just something that happens when a woman gets sexually excited. Not pee, I promise. Put a towel over it.”

Linda padded over to the sink, where she washed her hands. “Well, it’s messy, whatever it is.” Turning off the tap, she quickly dried off, then grabbed a towel, which she brought back to the bed and carefully laid out over the large wet spot. “I can’t believe you did that.”

“That’s what sex is like, babe. It’s messy, sure… but in a good way. Once you and I make love a few more times, you’ll understand. Anyhow, I couldn’t have made that mess without you,” Jill joked as Linda laid down next to her. The blanket had fallen to the floor; Jill reached down to grab it, then covered their bare bodies.

They lay facing each other, with Jill’s arm protectively twined around the girl, holding her close. “That was kind of weird,” Linda whispered, “but I really liked it. Even more than the first time.” She paused. “Jill… will it always be like this?”

“Yes. Yes, it will.”

Linda nuzzled Jill’s neck. “I really do love you.”

“My sweet little angel….”

“I wasn’t sure at first. When you told me I wasn’t the first person you were with, it… it kinda broke my heart. I know that sounds stupid, but it did. I wanted us to be special. To have each other and no one else. That’s part of why I got so upset and ran away from you after that first time we m-made love.” She drew back, looking at Jill, “I didn’t mean it, though.”

“I know. It’s okay, though. I didn’t know how much I loved you till I didn’t have you anymore.”

“But you have me now. And I won’t run away again. Not ever.”

Linda nestled against Jill and, with the older girl’s arms wrapped safely around her, soon fell asleep.

On to Chapter Four!