By Girl Lover
While Mabel dozed with her little girl lovers down the hall, Jill was lying naked on the bed, her legs hanging off the edge, watching as Linda undressed, then stepped into the harness of the strap-on dildo, then buckled it in place.
Over the past two days, Jill had grown increasingly impressed with how quickly Linda had taken to using the dildo. The ten-year-old had become something of an expert in fucking hard and fast; a far cry from the shy, timid girl who still winced whenever Jill used the word “fuck”.
Linda squirted some lube onto the tip and slathered it over the rest of the dildo, then came over to where Jill lay, clutching the latex prick in her hand.
Jill pulled both legs back, opening her cunt, then watched with keen interest as her little lover carefully guided the bulbous head of the dildo inside of her and began to pump her hips.
“Tell me if it hurts,” Linda reminded her.
Jill smiled. Linda always worried about that. “It won’t hurt.”
Gripping Jill’s upraised legs, Linda worked the slippery cock in and out, slowly at first — then, feeling the tickler at the base of the dildo pressing against her clit with every thrust, her movements soon became wilder, even frenzied.
Fighting the urge to close her eyes, Jill stared in awe at her underage love partner, fascinated by how she was transformed completely by the act of fucking. It was one of the best parts of dildo sex with Linda, watching the feral animal break through the little girl’s gentle exterior. Her eyes were narrowed to slits and her teeth bared, the child’s breath hissing through them with each hard stroke. It’s like she’s possessed, Jill thought. Like some crazy sex demon takes over Linda when she’s wearing a cock. “Does it feel good?” she asked.
“Y-yyeahhhh…” gasped Linda in a hoarse whisper, her lungs heaving in rhythm with her frantically bucking hips. Jill’s bouncing breasts caught her attention, and she fell against the older girl, grasping them with both hands. She bounced and writhed against Jill’s body, trying to push the dildo in even deeper, driving Jill wild in the process.
Jill slid her hands down the sides of Linda’s pumping body, firmly grasping the ten-year-old’s buttocks, drew Linda even closer, then wrapped both legs around her, pressing their groins together.
Linda continued to drive viciously into Jill, the breath leaving her body in explosive bursts of “Huh, huh, huh, huh…” Suddenly she went completely still, then gave a violent shiver, her face scrunching up. “Jill,” she gasped, “Omigod, Jill… it’s — it’s happening…”
Jill was panting, too. “Uh, let it h-happen, baby. Let it… oh yes let it c-come…!”
As Linda came, she squeezed Jill’s breasts harder and harder, to the point that it began to hurt. Jill kept quiet, though. She knew that Linda wasn’t aware of what she was doing, lost as she was in the onslaught of her orgasm. Watching this shy little girl’s contorted face and hearing her choked cries became too much, and soon Jill was coming herself.
“FFFFUUUUUUCCKKK!” Jill bellowed as the old familiar feeling raged and roared through her shuddering frame until she nearly blacked out. Linda, too weak to hold herself up, fell in a sweaty heap on top of her lover.
The dildo still buried inside, Jill held Linda’s quivering body against hers. “So good, babe,” she whispered. “Oooooohhh, so g-good.”
“Why… why does that… always… m-make me so tired…?” Linda mumbled, too weak to move.
“If you could see yourself when you’re fucking me, you’d know why,” Jill answered. “You get kinda crazy.” She held her little lover until Linda’s breath gradually slowed.
They rested for a bit longer, then Jill gently withdrew from their embrace, then rose to her feet. Unfastening the dildo from Linda’s body, she buckled it around her own waist. Linda began to sit up, but Jill stopped her, “Stay there. I want that cute little ass of yours.”
Linda reached back, covering her bottom with both hands “Oh, no you don’t. You’re not gonna put that in my butt!”
“Okay, okay,” Jill said. “But your butt is so adorable, I have to play with it. Let me kiss you there, at least.”
Linda shrugged. “Sure, if you want to.”
Jill slowly dragged a finger down the crack of Linda’s upraised bottom, admiring the sheer beauty of it. She stopped at her anus, pressing inwards with the gentlest of touches, feeling how soft and warm it was. She heard the little girl draw in her breath, felt her shiver. Unable to resist, she stooped down to lick the pretty pink rosebud, trailing her tongue several times through the crack of Linda’s ass.
“Oh, God… that feels weird. I can’t believe you like doing that so much!” Linda moaned.
Pausing in her rimming, Jill looked up. “Hey, you did it to me once, y’know.”
“Yeah, ‘cause you wanted it so much,” Linda said. “I don’t know… it just seems gross”
“Not if you’re clean, silly. Aren’t you a nice clean little girl, Linda? Hmmm, maybe not… clean little girls don’t let themselves get fucked, I bet. Not ever. And you like getting fucked, don’t you?” As if to make her point, Jill slid the tip of her finger into the ten-year-old’s cunt, moving it in tiny circles.
“Oh,” Linda whimpered. “Oh, yes…”
Reaching for the tube of Astroglide, Jill squirted some into her palm. She slathered the dildo with it, gently rubbed some into Linda’s vulva, then carefully placed the tip of the dildo against the little girl’s slit. Linda tensed slightly, but didn’t pull away. In fact, she moved her knees further apart, silently inviting Jill to enter.
Her heart pounding like thunder, Jill eased an inch or two of the latex cock into the child’s snug pussy, pausing when Linda inhaled sharply. “You okay?” she asked.
“I… I’m okay,” Linda gasped. “Go real slow, though. I’m a little sore from last night.” She took a few long, deep breaths, then said, “Okay, you can go in a little more.”
Jill sank the dildo inside another couple of inches, moving slowly, slowly. “Still hurt?”
Linda took a few breaths, “No, I think it’s okay. You c-can do it to me now.”
Jill resisted an urge to laugh. Oh, my little angel, she thought. Still can’t bring yourself to say, ‘Fuck me,, but you’ll let me take you from behind with a strap-on cock. Shaking her head in awe, she worked the dildo even deeper, going as gradually as possible.
Once she’d fully entered Linda, Jill began pumping in and out. Slowly at first, then a little faster, always mindful not to push too hard. Linda was mewling and moaning, lost in helpless pleasure, and Jill knew the girl wasn’t going to last long. In fact, she was probably going to come again herself, with the base of the dildo at the exact right angle to apply pressure to her clitoris.
God, fucking her gets me so hot! Jill thought. That cute little ass of hers, offered up to me like the best present in the world… the sight of her sweet baby cunt, open to take my cock… the smell of her! Jill took a deep breath, drinking in the tantalizing aroma of a little girl in heat.
With Linda bent over, her ass at an accommodating angle, Jill was able to penetrate the ten-year-old deeper than before, touching something inside her young lover with each stroke that made Linda cry out loud .
Knowing they had reached the point of no return, Jill bent over the trembling girl, thrusting a hand between Linda’s thighs to stroke her tiny clitoris. That immediately set the child off, her voice rising to a choked scream as she exploded in orgasm. Her excitement at a fever pitch, Jill came seconds later.
The two lovers were motionless, their bodies rigid, souls lost in boundless ecstasy. Linda held her breath, then released it in a sob-like groan slowly sinking into the damp sheets. Jill withdrew the slippery-wet prick, causing Linda to suck in her breath. She turned over and fell onto her back, a weak but very happy smile on her lips.
Unfastening the harness with clumsy fingers, Jill brought the dildo to her lips and began to lick the warm fluids from its length, humming with pleasure as she relished the sharp, sweet tang of pussy. Once she’d cleaned every trace of her lover from the toy, she let it drop to the floor, then rolled over to face Linda.
The young woman and the little girl drifted together in a gentle kiss that quickly grew heated. Linda traced Jill’s mouth with her tongue. “Mmmmm,” she purred, “you taste like me.”
“Is that a good thing?” Jill teased.
“Um, yeah,” Linda replied, blushing slightly. “The first time I kissed your p-pussy, I thought it was kinda weird tasting. But now, I really like it!” Twining her arms around Jill’s neck, she whispered, “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” Jill replied. “We should get some sleep now. Tomorrow’s a school day, remember.”
Pulling the blankets over their damp bodies, they settled in, nestling together. Jill reached over to switch off the lamp on the nightstand, plunging the room into darkness.
After a moment of silence, Linda spoke. “Do you think things will be okay at school?”
“What do you mean?”
“Will the other kids be nice? Will I be able to spend any time with you? What if somebody finds out about us? What if…”
“Shhh,” Jill whispered. “Don’t worry. I’ll be there and nothing will happen to us.”
“I… I just want everything to be okay.”
Jill leaned forward to place a kiss on Linda’s forehead. “It will be.” Humming an old hymn she’d loved as a little girl, she cradled Linda until they both fell asleep.
***
Mabel awoke when she felt something tickling her. Allowing her eyes to slowly drift open, she saw Emma and Madison kneeling on either side, giggling as they played with her breasts. A glance at the clock told her that it was almost time for them to get up. Smiling at the girls, she said, “Having fun?”
“Uh-huh!” they answered in unison.
Pausing for a leisurely yawn, Mabel said, “It’s time for us to get up and get you young ladies ready for school.”
“Can we touch your boobs just a little longer?” Madison pleaded.
“No, we need to get up now.”
“Awww!” the girls groaned.
“Tell you what… we can take a shower together. How does that sound?”
Needless to say, this idea appealed to the girls in a big way. Moments later, the three of them marched into the bathroom and climbed into the shower stall. Mabel turned on the water, then poured some soap into her hands and began to rub it into her breasts.
“Nooo! Let me do that!” Emma protested.
“Okay,” Mabel laughed. Reaching for the shampoo, she squirted a dollop into her hand and began rubbing it into her hair, then did the same for the girls.
Even after rinsing the shampoo from their heads, Emma was still rubbing Mabel’s soap-slicked breasts.
“Emma, you can’t take all day doing — Madison?…What are you doing back there?!” The little girl had been soaping Mabel’s backside, and her finger had just slipped into the older woman’s rectum.
Madison’s expression was innocence itself. “I’m washing your bottom. I gotta do the inside too, right?””
“Well, yes… but you girls mustn’t dawdle. We really need to get going.”
“But I like washing your bottom,” Madison pouted. “It’s so big and pretty.”
Mabel rolled her eyes, then whipped around to glare at Emma, “Young lady, take your fingers out of there!” The mischievous little imp was now probing Mabel’s vagina.
Quickly withdrawing her hand, Emma slipped those wet fingers into her mouth, sampling their flavor. “You taste yummy, Gramma,” she said, gazing at Mabel with adoring eyes.
Mabel sighed as she gazed at the naked little girls, already wanting them again. The temptation was strong to reach out for them, to kiss those pretty pink mouths. But no, she couldn’t let the girls be late for school, not on their first day.
Sternly taking herself in hand, Mabel turned off the water, then stepped out of the cubicle, reaching for a towel. “Come on… let’s dry each other off,” she said.
Once that had been accomplished, Mabel sent Emma and Madison back to her bedroom to get dressed, then she tapped on Jill and Linda’s door, making sure they were awake.
***
An hour later, the girls were all at school, separated into their individual grades, with Emma and Madison together in the third grade. Mabel was well known and quite respected in the community, and she had no trouble getting all four girls registered as her grandchildren.
In the days that followed, Linda’s concerns were put to rest — none of the other kids were hostile to her, some were even quite nice, and she was always able to have lunch with Jill. During the day, some kids would ask Linda questions, such as why she’d moved there, or where her parents were, and it was a little awkward when she didn’t have a ready answer. Still, it was like paradise on earth compared to her previous school. Linda still had occasional nightmares about that place.
Emma and Madison tended to stick together, even as they got acquainted with the other kids. Before long, they became friendly with one of their classmates, a pretty redhead named Shelly. Before long, the three girls were spending most of their time playing together.
By the end of the first week of school, Emma and Madison had come to like Shelly so much that they gradually let her in on the secret of their sex life, the pleasures they shared with Mabel and each other.
“You do all that?!” Shelly asked breathlessly.
“Uh-huh!” Emma replied proudly.
“It feels really good!” Madison chimed in, “And Gramma lets us touch her anywhere we want. She even pees on us!”
Shelly made a face. “Isn’t that gross?”
“No, it isn’t! It’s really cool,” said Emma. “I promise, you’ll like it.”
Shelly wasn’t sure about the idea of getting peed on, but found herself very interested in playing sex games with the girls and their grandmother, so made plans for her to spend Friday night with them. Shelly got permission from her parents, and on Friday afternoon when Jill and Linda made their way to the corner where Mabel picked them up after school, they saw a little red-headed girl waiting with Emma and Madison.
“Who’s this?” Jill asked.
“This is Shelly,” Emma answered.
“She’s gonna spend the night with us,” Madison added.
Jill studied the three girls, narrowing her eyes. “Where is she going to sleep?”
“With us,” Madison replied, all innocence.
“You mean, you two and… Mabel.”
Madison nodded, her eyes dancing. “She really wants to meet her.”
Suddenly nervous, Linda said, “Did you guys tell her about…”
Emma and Madison nodded gleefully.
“Oh, my God. Girls, you’re not supposed to tell anyone about that!” Jill scolded them.
“But it’s okay,” Emma insisted. “Shelly wants to play with her.”
“I do,” Shelly added.
Linda was furious. “You two… aaarrggh!” She turned to Jill, spreading her arms in a gesture of utter helplessness. “They’re crazy, Jill. These two are gonna end up inviting every girl in their grade over to have sex with your grandmother.”
“We won’t, either!” Emma cried, “Just Shelly, honest!”
“We had to tell her,” Madison added. “She’s our best friend!”
Right then, Mabel pulled up to the sidewalk in her Suburban, all smiles. Shaking her head, Jill remarked, “Well, I guess we’re about to find out what Gramma thinks about this.”
As everyone climbed in, Mabel’s brow furrowed at the sight of this strange girl seated between Emma and Madison. “Well, hello, young lady,” she said. “Are we giving you a ride home?”
“Uh-uh, Gramma,” Emma said. “This is Shelly. She wants to spend the night with us.”
Mabel turned around to face the younger girls, her face gone pale. “What are you talking about?”
Suddenly unsure of herself, Emma mumbled, “Her parents said it was okay.”
“But you didn’t ask me,” Mabel said, her tone now deadly serious.
“Well, can she?”
Mabel shook her head. “I’m sorry girls, but she can’t.”
“But we told her she can do sexy stuff with you,” Madison blurted out. Mabel gasped in horror. Madison added, “Shelly won’t tell anyone! She promised not to!”
“Girls!” Mabel cried. “I can’t believe you two. I specifically told you not to say anything about us.”
“But Shelly’s our best friend,” Madison implored.
“This is supposed to be a secret.” Mabel took a deep breath, clutching the steering wheel. “ You girls need to understand that this is a very small community and everybody here knows each other. I already know Shelly. I’ve been friends with her parents for years. If they found out that I did anything sexual with their daughter, they’d be furious. In fact, they’d probably have me arrested. Is that what you want… for me to go to jail?”
The girls seemed to wilt under Mabel’s stern gaze. “Sorry, Gramma,” Madison mumbled. “I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”
“We won’t say nothing to anyone else, Gramma,” Emma said, her expression mournful. “Cross my heart an’ hope to die.”
“See that you don’t. You can’t just be inviting girls over to join us in bed, because I have no desire to be known as the local harlot. And at my age, the last thing I need is trouble with the law. Our relationship at home stays at home. Do you understand?”
All three solemnly nodded their heads. Mabel looked at each of them in turn, then centered her attention on Shelly, “Um… did Emma and Madison tell you everything that we do?”
“I think so,” Shelly said, nodding her head, then added, “D-do you really kiss each other’s trickles? I’d like to try that.””
“My lord,” Mabel muttered, looking heavenward.
Madison piped up, “We told her about how you pee on us, too.”
Mabel closed her eyes for a moment, then spoke, trying to keep her voice measured and even. “Girls, I don’t… pee on you. I keep trying to explain that it’s just something that happens when I get excited.”
“I like it when you pee on me, Gramma,” Madison said.
Mabel sighed.
***
Once they got home, Emma and Madison wanted to give Shelly the grand tour, starting with the enormous backyard. Off they went in a flurry of giggles, while Jill led Linda outside to the hammock.
“Do you two have homework?” Mabel asked them.
“I was going to do it in the hammock,” Linda answered as she took off her backpack.
To which Jill added, “And I’m going to do Linda in the hammock.”
“Jill,” Mabel scolded, “Don’t distract Linda from her homework. And remember, we’ve got company.”
“Well, what will you be doing with our ‘company’ later?” Jill countered with a knowing smile.
Mabel narrowed her eyes at Jill, “Don’t be a smart aleck.”
Jill followed Linda down the hallway to their bedroom. As Linda took out her textbook, Jill stripped down to her panties, then pulled on a quite-revealing tank top over her bare breasts.
Linda stared at her, “Is that what you’re gonna wear outside?”
Jill laughed. “Don’t pretend that you don’t enjoy seeing me like this… or that you don’t want me to make love to you.” She swooped Linda up in her arms, carrying her through the doorway.
“Hey!” Linda protested, but she was already giggling. Jill carried her out into the living room, over to the patio door, which Linda opened for her. Carefully making her way out to the hammock, Jill laid Linda in it, then situated herself behind the ten-year-old so that Linda was in her lap, Jill’s arms wrapped snugly around her.
“I have to read Chapter Five. See, this is a chromosome,” Linda pointed to a picture. “It’s made of DNA.”
“I don’t care about chromosomes,” Jill purred in her ear, “Right now, all I’m interested in are these.” She lightly pinched Linda’s nipples.
“Hey! Shelly is right there in the kitchen. She can see us!”
Jill snickered. “She’s gonna be too distracted by Gramma’s tits to pay any attention to us.” She nibbled at Linda’s ear, then added, “Anyhow, if Shelly is gonna be part of all this, she might as well know that we’re lovers.”
“I guess you’re right.” Returning to her book, Linda tried to concentrate on the text while Jill was feeling her up, then paused, raising her head.. “Jill?”
“Hmmm?”
“Do you think any of those girls at school are pretty?”
“What do you mean?”
“Did you think any of them were good-looking? Like that blond sophomore with the miniskirt and big boobs. Think you might like her?”
“Why would I like her?” Jill asked.
Linda sighed. “I saw a lot of girls there who are way prettier than me.”
“Is that what this is about?” Jill murmured. frowning. “You’re afraid I might get involved with someone else?”
“If Emma and Madison want to be with other girls, I figured you might, too,” Linda was looking up at her, eyes tinged with concern
Jill gave the younger girl a reassuring squeeze “I left everything for you, kiddo. Why the heck would I want someone else? Especially some stuck-up cheerleader type. I used to be one of those myself, y’know.” She paused. “Besides, Emma and Madison are a couple of little sluts.”
“Don’t say that about my sister,” Linda retorted.
“Well, let’s face it… she’s obsessed with sex. Look at ‘em in there.” Jill nodded toward the three girls seated at the table, watching Mabel prepare dinner. “You know what they’re thinking about. Getting Gramma out of her clothes.”
“Okay, yeah. But Emma isn’t a slut. And neither is Madison. They just love Gramma, love being with her. That’s no reason to call them names.”
Dipping her head, Jill placed a soft kiss on Linda’s neck. “You’re right,” she murmured. “They aren’t sluts.”
***
Inside, as Mabel chopped vegetables on the cutting board, she was distinctly aware of the three girls sitting at the table, watching her intently. And despite their efforts to be discreet, it was pretty obvious what they were whispering about. Sex. And all the things the girls wanted to do with her that night when they turned in.
She couldn’t help but feel troubled about having Shelly there, though. She’d known the girl’s parents, Ed and Olive Banford, since they were children. They were good people, and the thought of deceiving them made her ache inside. And why was the purpose of this deception? So she could have sex with their underage daughter.
Mabel glanced over her shoulder at their guest. Despite her reservations, she had to admit that Shelly was a lovely child. She hadn’t failed to notice what a cute bottom the girl had when they exited the car. My goodness, Mabel thought. When did I… become like this?
Since taking Emma and Madison as her lovers, Mabel had caught herself feeling tingly at the sight of very young girls. Just the day before, while parked by the school, she’d watched a group of them jumping rope in the playground, all of them wearing shorts, and quickly lost herself in this vision of childish beauty, aroused by the sight of the girls’ bare legs as they leapt into the air over and over again.
She kept sneaking peeks at Shelly, already imagining how the girl looked naked, or how her pretty bare slit would taste. Emma and Madison were still sharing quiet comments with their new friend, no doubt filling Shelly with anticipation for the pleasures to come.
I guess I really am a lesbian now, Mabel thought. With a shrug, she turned back and continued to cut up the vegetables.
A moment later, she heard Emma say, “Gramma?”
“Yes?”
“Did you get more syrup from the store?”
“No. I’ll get some tomorrow.”
The girls whispered amongst themselves, then Emma asked, “Do we have any honey, then?”
Mabel sighed. She knew why they were asking. “No.”
More whispering. “What about gravy?”
Mabel gave the girls a stern look as she turned around, “Now look, girls, when we go to bed tonight, we’re not going to be doing anything messy. Okay? No syrup or honey, and certainly no gravy.”
The three girls exchanged disappointed looks. Emma then asked, “Can you drink a bunch of water, then?”
“Yeah!” Madison chimed in. “A whole bunch of water. Like a gallon.”
Mabel stared at them incredulously. I bet there aren’t many lesbians who have to deal with this kind of thing, she told herself. “No, girls. We’re just going to let tonight happen on its own without… without me doing anything that I’ll probably regret in the morning.” Madison and Emma were pouting a bit, so Mabel gave them a sweet smile. “Don’t you worry, girls. We’ll still have fun, okay?” Peering at the clock, she frowned. “Oh, my — is it that late? Why don’t the three of you get out the silverware and napkins, then set the table for me?”
Moments later, the three youngsters were chatting merrily, their disappointment forgotten as they arranged the dinner settings..
***
Outside in the hammock, Linda had finished her reading and was relaxing, her head resting on Jill’s shoulder, using a finger to lazily trace lines down the older girl’s chest. Though she’d found it embarrassing at first, Linda was glad now that Jill had worn such a revealing top with nothing underneath. The fabric was so thin that it was practically transparent, and it was cut low in front, revealing quite a lot of Jill’s lovely breasts.
Linda adored every bit of her older lover, but she had the biggest crush on Jill’s boobs, nearly always wanting to touch and kiss them. Her finger, drawing little circles, edged closer and closer to the creamy globe. Then unable to hold back anymore, she drew a line with her finger that traveled across the soft bulge of Jill’s breast. She quickly glanced up to see if Jill was watching, blushing to see that she was. Without meaning to, Linda jerked her hand away.
“Don’t stop,” Jill whispered. Reaching down for the hem of her shirt, she hoisted it up to reveal her breasts. “Suck my nipples”
Linda leaned closer, her lips parting…
“Jill? It’s getting dark,” Mabel called from the patio door. “Are you coming?”
“I’m trying to,” Jill muttered, then called back, “We’re really comfy, Gramma. Do you need us right this minute?”
“Yes, you girls come on in. Dinner’s ready, and it’s getting dark.”
Grabbing her book, Linda jumped out of the hammock while Jill huffed in frustration, then resignedly got out herself and followed.
“What’re we having?” Linda exclaimed as she bounced in.
“Vegetable soup and sandwiches, dear.”
They ate dinner, enjoying each other’s company until after enjoying slices of Mabel’s peach pie for dessert. Laying her fork down, Jill stood up and reached out for Linda’s hand, “C’mon, babe… let’s go upstairs.” Eyes sparkling, Linda rose from the table with a blissful smile, and the two lovers left the dining room hand in hand without a word. Seconds later, they could be heard mounting the stairs leading to their bedroom.
“Where are they going?” Shelly asked, puzzled by the older girls’ behavior.
Emma whispered in her new friend’s ear, and Shelly’s hands flew to her mouth, “Omigod! Really?!”
Mabel cleared away the dishes while the girls talked, her mind awhirl as to what was in store for her that night. This new love she’d found with Emma and Madison had changed her life in a beautiful way, and she was grateful for it. But being the lover of little girls carried a serious risk. What if Shelly said something to her mother and father, or to someone at school? What if she wanted to come over every night, and her parents started wondering why?
Hearing the chairs squeak behind her, Mabel turned to see the three girls running off into their bedroom. Despite her mounting arousal, she took her time with the washing up. When the last of the dishes were put away, Mabel took off her apron and turned out the lights.
She remembered how nervous she was on her first night with the girls. Now, thinking about Shelly, she was feeling that same nervousness. She made her way toward their bedroom door, her heart pounding. Maybe they just want to stay up gossiping or watch TV or something, she told herself.
Taking a deep breath, Mabel opened the door to see all three girls seated on the bed. They were completely naked, and smiling expectantly at her.
“Lord help me,” Mabel whispered.
On to Chapter Ten!