Three days later, Leia and Claire went for a walk in the hills they could see from their bedroom window. They’d both dressed lightly for the summer weather and took a small picnic in the backpacks they carried with them.
When they reached the top, they ignored the few picnic benches and instead decided to decamp on some grass underneath a nearby tree’s shade. They laid out their lunch and started tucking in, then sat for a while talking about nothing in particular, merely enjoying each other’s company.
The picnic area eventually cleared out and they had the whole place to themselves with the exception of a couple walking their dog, a boxer. They’d stopped for a moment on the other side of the clearing, but were just passing through and would be gone soon. Claire and Leia watched as the walkers got a large bottle of water and a bowl from out of their backpacks and gave the animal some much needed hydration.
“Hot dog!” said Claire, making an awful pun and forcing a groan from Leia.
Claire mentioned how she liked that type of dog and asked if Leia had a favourite breed too.
“I like the King Charles spaniels,” she replied, “but I do have a funny story about a boxer, actually.”
“Go on.”
“Let’s let these people go past first,” said Leia in a slightly hushed voice, immediately catching Claire’s attention as something more interesting than small-talk. They waited for a few minutes more, talking about nothing in particular while eagerly watching for movement from the walkers.
As soon as they were out of earshot, Claire scanned the rest of the area and found no-one else around. She looked eagerly at Leia, waiting to hear her story.
“Well, when Molly was about six or seven — she was seven, I think — we borrowed one of them.”
“You borrowed a dog?” asked Claire, confused.
“Well, not borrowed. I happened to mention to a friend that I was thinking about getting a dog. You know, single mum, young daughter, empty house and all that. I thought that might be a good idea. So anyway, my friend was going off on holiday for a couple of weeks and rather than putting the dog in some kennels, she asked me if I wanted to look after it to get a taster, really.
“It was a boxer, as you probably guessed. We took it out on a walk one day and Molly had a sit down in a clearing while I threw a ball back and forth for this dog for ages. She was completely nutty and just kept bounding off after this ball, then bringing it back for me to throw again.
“Anyway, after a while this dog is tired out, so I give it some water and we start walking back down this quiet pathway. There’s no-one around. Out of nowhere, Molly said she felt like being bad. While I’d been throwing the ball, she’d apparently been sitting there, secretly rubbing the bottom of a bottle of water against her clit and making herself feel very naughty. The idea turned me on a bit, but there was no way I was going to do anything like that out in the open.”
“Two minutes later, she asked me to pick her up for a minute, which I could still just about manage by that stage. She looked around and then leaned in to kiss me, right there in the woods. I was stood there, carrying my little seven-year-old child, and she was giving me a full on kiss. Really slow, gentle kissing with lots of tongue.”
“Oh, wow,” said Claire, picturing it.
“So of course, after a few seconds of holding her in my arms and being kissed by Molly, that starts to make me reconsider. That feeling grows when my little girl moves round and kissed my ear then whispers, ‘Eat me, Mummy,’ like a proper little slut.”
“Oh, Jesus!” said Claire, immediately turned on.
“The thing is, we’re right there on the path. I look around and a little way back from this walkway, maybe twenty feet or so, there are some shrubs and small trees nearby and a little space in the middle of it all that we can just about fit through. I tied the dog up outside this little copse and we ducked inside, where we found some branches at a good height for her to kind of part sit, part lie on.
“We start kissing again, trying to be as quiet as possible, but I’m now as hot as hell with the idea of getting caught adding to it all. Not long later, I’m crouched down on the leaf litter while she’s in this tree. I’m licking her pussy and pushing a finger into her arsehole, and she’s trying not to scream in pleasure. She’s got her hands on the back of my head, pulling me into her and I’m trying to rub myself through my dress and just devouring her, you know?
“Suddenly, a man back out on the pathway yells out, ‘Hello? Whose dog is this?’ and we absolutely crap ourselves!”
“Oh my God!” said Claire, enthralled.
“Molly jumps down, scratching her bottom on the branch, then she’s trying desperately to get herself dressed again while I have to shout back to this guy to stop him coming in.”
“What on earth did you say?” asked Claire.
“I yelled out that it was mine and I would just be a few seconds. He then shouts back to ask if everything’s okay, and I have to tell him that my little girl Molly needed to use the bathroom desperately. I honestly don’t know how we made ourselves look presentable in those few seconds, but we did it somehow. Once he saw that we were coming out and everything was okay, he smiled and waved then carried on walking, back the way we’d come thankfully. We couldn’t stop laughing for the rest of the day.”
Claire clapped her hands together and rolled onto her back, laughing at the absurd situation and picturing their faces at the moment the man yelled at them. “Oh that’s brilliant! That’s so lucky, though, can you imagine if he’d seen you?” she asked, looking at Leia.
After laughing about it together, Leia added that she’d given the dog back when her friends came back home from their holiday.
“I think it was the right thing to do, but we did miss her. I realised that she’d need walking a couple of times a day and I didn’t think it a great idea for the three of us to go wandering around the streets at night, especially in winter.”
“Ah, of course.”
“Anyway, speaking of home, it’s probably time for us to pack up.”
A few hours later, they were back at Claire’s, getting everyone ready for bed. The girls had brushed their teeth in the upstairs bathroom and for once they’d even managed not to spit out their toothpaste so that it covered the entire sink and half of the mirror – a frequent hazard with two mischievous girls brushing their teeth together.
Leia and Claire had stayed downstairs for a while and were reminiscing about the walk and the beautiful woods they’d wandered through. They’d watched some trashy TV show for a bit and entertained themselves with some catty remarks about the contestants before deciding to head upstairs themselves.
Like most other things in their lives, their night time routines intertwined neatly. Leia went to get her hairbrush out and sat on the end of the bed while Claire headed for the bathroom first. Leia counted each stroke up to 100, loving the taut pull of the brush on her head. She had already removed her make-up earlier in the evening, and was just finishing putting moisturiser on when Claire came back in the room.
She closed the door quietly behind her and said “You’re bloody stunning, you are,” as she passed Leia, letting her hand drag gently across the upper part of her friend’s chest.
“So are you, my love,” said Leia, grinning as she reached out to run her hand down Claire’s arm. She stood and gave her a quick kiss before heading to the bathroom. Claire copied her lover’s hair-brushing and moisturising process, then climbed into bed, waiting for Leia’s return.
The next thing she knew, Leia was leaning over her, pressing a finger to her lips. Claire had awakened with a start, having dropped off to sleep in a few moments. Leia could tell that she was confused as to what was happening.
“Where have you been?” Claire whispered.
“I was in the bathroom and I’d brushed my teeth and everything, and thought I’d play a quick game on my phone. I ended up sitting on the bath and I must have been there for about fifteen or twenty minutes.”
“Huh? What?” said Claire, still confused.
“I have something I need to show you, but you need to be completely silent, okay? Do you think you can do that?”
“I guess so, yeah, okay.”
Leia helped her out of bed, and they crept down the hallway to Jessica’s room. When Claire realised what was happening, her mouth dropped wide open and she grabbed Leia’s arm tightly. Leia simply smiled back at her in the near-dark.
There was a little more light coming from inside Jessica’s bedroom, thanks to the bright moon outside, but it was quite difficult to see at first. She stood in the doorway and peered through into the room while Claire took up position directly behind her.
As their eyes adjusted they could see more.
Ten-year-old Jessica and nine-year-old Molly were both lying in Jess’s bed, completely naked. They were wrapped in each other’s arms with their bodies pressed together. The bedclothes had been messily pushed down the bed, which allowed the two mothers an unrestricted view on their little girls’ intimacy.
Leia reached around behind her and lightly gripped Claire’s right leg as they watched. She could feel the blonde’s hands on her shoulders at the same time. Without uttering a word, each knew that they needed to be touching one other at that moment.
They watched as the two girls slowly, passionately kissed. Leia knew that Molly could kiss really well, having taught her how, but watching Jessica kiss for the first time was incredible. She could already feel major stirrings inside.
Claire, meanwhile, was jelly.
Molly was lying slightly on top of her friend, and the women watched as she slowly started kissing down Jessica’s neck to her collarbone. The ten-year-old arched her back a little, instinctively pushing her chest out toward her friend, who obliged very willingly. She kissed down to her nipples and gently licked all around them, then took one between her pursed lips and sucked softly.
Jessica made a mewing noise as her friend played with her chest, her fingers slowly running up and down Molly’s back and into her hair. Molly kept kissing and sucking, alternating between her nipples and then licking back up to her friend’s neck again before they kissed once more. She completed the triangle a few more times, allowing her fingers to wander down over Jess’s body at the same time. Little fingers found her belly button, circling it slowly before sliding gently downwards.
The women watched spellbound as Jess spread her legs and allowed Molly’s fingers to dance on her clit. She moaned softly, “Aahhhhh fuuuuuck,” causing Claire to grip Leia’s shoulders tighter for a few moments, mimicking the clench she felt in her own stomach from this astonishing spectacle, the sound of her little girl saying something so naughty.
Their eyes fully acclimatised now, they could see everything on the bed. Every limb, every stroke, kiss and caress. Claire started to gently run her hands over Leia while they stood in the doorway; Leia reciprocated.
After a few minutes, Molly took her fingers out of Jessica’s pussy and brought them up to her own mouth. She looked at her friend and pushed them between her lips, sucking on them conspicuously for Jessica, who reacted with wide-open eyes.
“Where did you learn that?” she whispered as Molly’s hands travelled south again.
“My mummy showed me.”
“Fucking hell! You play like this with your mum?” Jess asked. When Molly nodded, she could only reply, “That’s sooooo cool,” as her friend’s fingers entered her again. “I’d love to play with my mum like this.”
Claire almost yelped.
“You bad girl!” whispered Molly with a devilish smile, bringing a similar mischievous smirk to Jessica’s face. “I think bad girls should be punished.”
She rolled back over to her side of the bed and spread her legs wide. “I think bad girls need to eat some cunt, don’t you?”
Jessica grinned as she pushed herself up from the bed so that she was on all fours, one knee neatly placed between the younger girl’s legs. Her light brown hair fell forward and directly into Molly’s face. Jess bent down for a couple of kisses but as she pushed back up , her hair dragged softly over the tip of Molly’s nose.
Molly tried to stifle it, but the tickling was too intense and she sneezed loudly. Both girls froze in place with nervous grins on their faces. Did our mums hear that? they thought. Are they going to come check on us?
Ten seconds passed and the girls stayed absolutely still, listening for bed springs squeaking or floor boards creaking. If they’d simply turned their heads, they’d have seen their mothers clearly visible in the doorway, also trying to be as still and silent as possible.
Twenty seconds. Thirty. Molly reached up and put her hand on the back of Jess’ neck. “I think we’re okay,” she said, smiling. “Now, weren’t you about to be punished?”
Jess leant down to kiss her once again, but this time made sure that her hair was safely to one side and there was no chance of Molly’s nose getting tickled again. She kissed down her friend’s neck and then to her chest, repeating the triangle trick she’d learnt from Molly; nipple, nipple, kiss – nipple, nipple, kiss.
Molly was breathing heavily now as Jess focused in on her nipples for a while before moving lower. She kissed her way down her friend’s body, still on all fours until her head was level with Molly’s hips. Jess then laid down on the bed, her feet hanging off the edge. Molly brought her knees up, bringing her feet nearer to her body, tilting her pelvis to allow Jess better access.
Leia and Claire were in rapt attention in the doorway. Each began to play with the other’s clit as quietly as possible, unable to stop watching these two young girls as they pleasured each other.
“Oh fuck, Jessica, that’s nice,” whispered Molly as her friend’s head started bobbing up and down, dragging her tongue over her pussy. “That’s it… you naughty girl. Lick my little kittycunt, that’s it.”
Jess smiled at the new word, but she liked it. It was cute and nasty at the same time.
She focused again on what her tongue had been doing on Molly’s tiny clit, trying to write the alphabet with it.
“Mmmm, you’re doing the ABC’s, aren’t you? Just like I taught you last time.”
Claire and Leia glanced at each other, both picking up that their daughters had done this before.
After a few minutes, Molly arched her back and sighed quietly. From the corner of her eye she spotted movement, then glanced over to the doorway where she could see both her adult lovers staring at them.
She had a wicked idea.
“So you like that I play with my mummy like this, do you?” she said smiling down at Jessica, who nodded without stopping her licking.
“She does it so good, too – it’s really hot having my sexy mummy licking my pussy, you know? So naughty, but so good.”
Jess looked up at her, silently pleading to hear more as her pace quickened.
“…and her cunt tastes so nice, too. Her boobs are amazing, so comforting and so sexy at the same time.”
Jess moaned quietly between Molly’s thighs. Leia and Claire watched in awe as the girl’s hand moved down to her own baby-smooth pussy and Jessica began to play with herself. Her right foot was being raised and lowered in an involuntary reaction to everything that was happening.
“I bet you’d like to watch, wouldn’t you Jessica?” teased Molly. “I bet you’d love to play with your little kittycunt while you watched my mum spread her legs for me. You’d fucking love it, wouldn’t you?”
Jess enthusiastically nodded again as she licked, and her own fingers moved faster. She was coaxing an orgasm from herself and Molly at the same time.
“I bet you’d like to join in, wouldn’t you?” asked Molly, doing her best to approximate her mum’s seductive tones. “I bet you’d like to kiss her… and suck on her big boobs… and eat her outFUCKyes!” she whispered as Jess used her free hand to sneak a finger into Molly’s cunt.
“Imagine that. Imagine my mummy’s pretty face looking up from between your legs, just like I did before. Mmmm, do you like that idea? Oh you do, you naughty girl. That’s it, keep licking just like that.
“Imagine us and my mum all together. You’d be lying on your back, and Mummy is spreading you open with her fingers and kissing your pretty little kittycunt while I’m kneeling above you. I could reach down and play with your nipples while Mummy licks you. Can you imagine that? Eating my pussy while she’s eating yours?”
Jessica’s hand was a blur now and she was breathing heavily as she tried to lick as long and as fast as possible. Her right foot was raised straight up off the bed now, as her body started to stiffen in anticipation of her climax.
Molly reached down and grabbed her friend’s head in both hands, gently guiding her where she wanted her tongue, trailing her fingers through Jessica’s hair.
“That’s it, you nasty fucking bitch,” hissed Molly, getting close. “Can you imagine that, you dirty girl? Yeah? Imagine if your mum is there as well. Imagine that she’s eating your pussy while my mum eats mine. Can you imagine that? You like that? You like that, bitch? You like the idea of your mummy going down on you? I bet you fucking do.”
Jess was frantically licking and playing with herself, but she hoped Molly could still see her enthusiastically nodding Yes, yes! to all these questions.
“I bet you’ve wanted to for a while, haven’t you Jess? I bet you’ve imagined it, eating your mummy’s cunt.”
That was it. Jess started bucking on the bed, her whole body convulsing and her face pressed hard into Molly’s sex. Her friend started to do the same as orgasms struck them both, and they moved frantically together as the riptide came crashing down, then slowly faded away.
They were panting hard, caring little of the noise they made as Jess crawled her way back up the bed and into her little lover’s arms. Molly pulled Jess down and kissed her strongly, thanking her for such an incredible gift.
“Mmmm, hey Jess.”
“Hey, Molls – wow.”
Molly smirked. “Imagine…” was all she said before looking over to the doorway.
As Jess glanced around she could see Leia, down on her knees in front of her mum. With her right hand, Claire was grasping at her left nipple, causing her nightdress to rise up, giving both Leia — and now the girls — a clear view of her naked body from the breasts down.
With her free hand, Claire covered her mouth, desperately trying to keep herself from making any noise in a sort of painful pleasure.
Jessica was completely motionless for a few seconds as she watched her mother in a way she’d only fantasised about. Then she grinned. Her eyes met and held her mother’s… and in that electric moment where mother and daughter connected, Claire’s orgasm overtook her completely.
Continue on to Chapter Six!