Juicy Secrets Forbidden Tales of Lesbian Love

by Ebo

Standing on the steps at On That Note, Riley couldn’t stop thinking about the dream she’d had last night, even though she really needed to. Her face felt hot, flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. Helena was going to take one look at her and know something was up.

Which is why she hadn’t rung the doorbell, yet. She was still trying to get herself under control.

It had been such an erotic dream, so sexy and inappropriate. The way the teacher had teased her with an orgasm, made her play when her fingers just didn’t want to work…

Oh God, Riley thought, shaking her head, this is going to be a long lesson.

The door suddenly opened, making Riley jump in surprise. From the open door, Helena gave her a curious look, said, “You’ve been standing out here a while. Were you planning on ringing the bell?”

Riley nodded, giving her a sheepish grin.

The teacher looked at her a long moment, then stepped aside to let her in, saying, “I think we need to have a talk.”

Taking a deep breath, Riley stepped through the door, waited while Helena closed it behind them. She followed the woman, frowned when they walked right passed the den where she gave lessons. They turned into a living room instead, Helena motioning her to sit down. A little uncertain, she sat on the couch, watched as the woman produced a cell phone from a pocket on her dress. She dialed a number, held up a finger to Riley while it rang.

“Hi,” Helena said, then smiled. “Yeah, she’s here. I’ll put you on speaker.”

“Hey, Riley. It’s Rebecca,” her stepsister said, her voice tinny through the phone’s speaker.

“What’s up?” she said, frowning at Helena.

“I think it’s time we cleared the air between us,” Rebecca said.

“What do you mean,” Riley asked.

“I told Helena about you finding the videos hidden on my computer.”

Flinching, Riley looked at the woman and Helena managed a nervous smile, then nodded. The poor woman looked about as embarrassed as could be.

“I’m so sorry,” Riley said, her own face turning red, “I was being nosy and… I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Helena said, sighing, “I knew they were a bad idea.”

“Yeah, but they were a lot of fun to make,” Rebecca said, laughing. It brought a smile to Helena’s lips, affection clear in her eyes.

Again, Riley felt better about not telling her parents.

“Riley has been thinking about quitting piano lessons,” her stepsister said.

The teacher looked at her, asked, “Is that true?”

“It’s been kind of awkward,” she said, rubbing the back of her neck nervously, “all things considered.”

“Because of the videos,” she asked.

“Among other things,” Riley said, blushing when Rebecca started laughing.

Helena gave her a sympathetic smile, one that said she knew what ‘among other things’ meant. Her cheeks turned crimson as she realized Rebecca must have told Helena about what had happened in her stepsister’s room, then again in the kitchen.

“Is she blushing?” Rebecca asked, still laughing.

“Be nice to your sister,” Helena said, trying not to laugh.

“I’m just teasing, Riley,” Rebecca said.

“It’s not funny,” Riley replied, smiling anyway.

“Anyway, I think we’ve aired out all our dirty laundry,” Rebecca said.

“I think so, too,” Helena said, looking at Riley. The girl managed a sheepish grin, nodded.

“Good. I’ll let you two get on with lessons… or whatever else you want to get into.”

Helena looked away from Riley, her face turning red. Riley shook her head, her own cheeks coloring as she realized she wasn’t the only one her stepsister had been trying to sell on fooling around.

“I can hear you two blushing,” Rebecca said, laughing as she disconnected.

Helena met her eyes, gave her an embarrassed smile, said, “That didn’t make it any less awkward, did it?”

“Um, not so much,” Riley said, laughing.

“Do you still want to learn how to play piano?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Good,” she said, smiling at Riley as she stood up, “let’s start today’s lesson.”

***

“You’re an asshole,” Riley said, entering her stepsister’s room without knocking. She had just gotten home, had come straight upstairs to give the teenager a piece of her mind.

Rebecca was stretched out on her bed, wearing really short shorts, a t-shirt a size too small for her, and headphones. Her legs were crossed at the knee, her foot dipping to whatever song she was listening to. She looked really good lying there, and Riley felt some of her anger slip.

She propped up on her elbows and grinned at Riley, her eyes full of mischief, as she said, “Helena said pretty much the same thing when she called after you left.”

“That was so embarrassing,” she said.

“But necessary,” Rebecca said, pulling her headphones off. She got up and came over to where Riley stood, pressed the girl against the door and kissed her deeply.

Caught off guard, Riley forgot all about being upset, kissed the teenager back. She felt herself responding, getting turned on and had to slip from between the door and Rebecca. Taking a deep breath, she reined in her galloping heart.

“Hey, you don’t get to do that after what you did,” Riley said, crossing her arms under her breasts.

“It was an ‘I’m sorry’ kiss,” Rebecca said, leaning against the door.

Riley really wished she didn’t look so sexy posed like that. She was having a hard time remembering to be mad at her.

“No, it wasn’t.”

Rebecca just smiled at her, her eyes flashing.

“You can stop doing that,” Riley said, laughing, “it isn’t going to work.”

“Stop doing what,” Rebecca asked, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

“Giving me that look,” she said, her voice sounding funny even to her own ears.

“I think it’s working just fine,” the teenager said, pushing away from the door. She stepped close to Riley, still smiling that sexy little smile.

“You are such an asshole,” Riley said, laughing and shaking her head.

Then Rebecca closed the gap between them and kissed the younger girl. There was no denying she was more than a little turned on by her confidence, her certainty she could get what she wanted from Riley.

“Let me make it up to you,” Rebecca said, steering her towards the bed. Riley didn’t put up much of a fight because it was where she wanted to go, too.

The back of her legs hit the bed and Rebecca toppled Riley onto her back. Grinning down at her, the teenager unbuttoned her stepsister’s jeans, then worked the zipper. Riley lifted her backside off the bed, let her work the pants off her hips, then down her long legs. Sinking to her knees, Rebecca removed her shoes, then the pants.

The teenager grinned as she ran her hands up the insides of Riley’s thighs, gently spread them wide. Riley’s breath caught in her throat as Rebecca lowered her mouth to the crotch of her panties, licked her through the thin cotton. She moaned as teased her tender bud, not bothering to move the underwear out of the way.

“Oh God,” she said, putting her hands over her face. She couldn’t believe she was letting this happen. She had ever right to be mad at the teenager, had come up here to give her an earful and had let Rebecca seduce her, instead.

Even through the cotton of her panties, the older girl’s tongue felt incredible, was sending little shivers of pleasure working through her. Ashamed or not, she was enjoying what was happening to her.

Rebecca hooked her fingers in the crotch of Riley’s panties, pulled them to one side. She slipped two fingers from her free hand inside Riley’s slick core. Riley moaned thickly, her back arching off the bed as those digits moved slowly in and out of her. Each thrust found that little magic button inside that drove her body crazy.

That hot, wet tongue found her bud, teased it in lazy circles. Riley grabbed one of Rebecca’s pillows, pressed it against her mouth. She didn’t trust herself to keep quiet, not with these wonderful sensations washing through her twelve year old body.

“Does this feel good?” Rebecca asked, letting her pace quicken.

Not trusting herself, Riley nodded, but didn’t remove the pillow. Her fingers were digging into the material, she was squeezing it so hard to her face.

The fingers slipped from inside of her and she pulled the pillow aside long enough to see what Rebecca was doing. She slammed it back in place as the teenager’s tongue moved lower, slipped inside. Even the pillow couldn’t completely muffle the cries of pleasure as Rebecca’s tongue wriggled in her. Her hips kept wanting to undulate against the teenager’s mouth, and she couldn’t stop them.

With the thumb of her free hand, Rebecca teased her tender bud, making these lazy circles that sent shivers through the younger girl.

There was a knock at the door, causing Riley to gasp. Pulling the pillow from her face, she stared wide eyed at the door. Her heart was racing and she felt a little sick with adrenaline as she waited for it to open. She didn’t even try to move, saw her jeans on the other side of the room. There was no way she’d be able to get up and wriggle into them before whoever it was came into the room.

“Yeah?” Rebecca called, still rubbing Riley’s clit with her thumb. Even in panic mode, the sensation made her moan. She grabbed the pillow, pressing it hard against her mouth. With her free hand, she tried to push the teenager’s hand away. Laughing, Rebecca trapped her wrist, didn’t let up on the sweet torture with her free hand.

“Dinner’s ready,” her mother called through the door.

“Okay,” Rebecca said.

“Have you seen Riley?”

“Yeah, she’s in here with me,” Rebecca said, making Riley cringe.

Surely that had to pique the woman’s curiosity. As far she knew, they still barely acknowledged each other. The two spending time together would be cause for investigation. She was going to poke her head in to see what her teenage daughter and Riley were up to.

There was a long pause, silence on the other side of the door. It didn’t do anything for her nerves, which were stretched tight. She kept expecting to hear the door creak open and her stepmother to gasp at the sight of Riley, half naked on her back with a pillow over her face and her daughter kneeling between the younger girl’s spread thighs, rubbing her sex through the panties that had fallen back in place because Rebecca still had her arm restrained. The longer her stepmother didn’t say anything, the more jittery Riley grew.

“Well, you two hurry up. Don’t let your dinner get cold,” she called.

“Okay,” Rebecca called.

Riley gasped as Rebecca’s hot tongue pressed against the crotch of her panties. Pulling the pillow away, she gave the teenager a dumbfounded look, “What are you doing? We have to go.”

“In a minute,” Rebecca said, grinning at her, “I like to finish what I start.”

“You can’t be serious,” Riley said, shaking her head in wonder, “We were almost busted.”

“But we weren’t,” she said, winking at her, “now, if you’d just focus…”

Laughing and shaking her head, Riley knew she was wasting her breath. Rebecca wasn’t going to change her mind. She closed her eyes and tried to relax. She could almost hear the clock ticking in her head, each tick sounding like the rap of knuckles on the bedroom door. It made it difficult to concentrate on the wonderful things Rebecca was doing to her.

She needed something to distract her from her imminent doom, something sexy. In her mind’s eye, she replayed the scene from earlier, when Rebecca had pressed her against the door and kissed her deeply. It sent a shiver through her. She grabbed the pillow, again, stifling a moan before it could escape her parted lips.

The kiss against the door had been exciting and hot but it was too short a memory to keep her thoughts occupied. The ticking of the clock came back, and she searched for another erotic memory to drown it out.

Her dream from last night popped into her head, the last thing she needed to be thinking about now. Still, the image of Helena in clingy lingerie, on hands and knees as she crawled between Riley’s legs was one she couldn’t shake. Giving in, she let the dream replay in her mind.

She’d just have to deal with this growing attraction to Helena later.

Rebecca had her writhing, her body twisting as it tried to escape the wonderful sensations running through her. In her personal darkness, it was Helena’s mouth on her young sex, that hot tongue teasing her as she tried to play the scale she teacher wanted. The dream and reality kind of blurred into one surreal erotic moment, and she couldn’t control her voice. Even through the pillow, her cries were getting louder.

Tension crept into her young body, gathered until she had to come or simply explode from the building pressure. She climaxed hard, her body pitching a fit. It left her trembling all over from the intensity.

Gasping for breath, she pulled the pillow away, looked at Rebecca. The teenager was grinning at her, got to her feet, then leaned over her to give her a kiss. Riley kissed Rebecca back, could taste herself on her tongue, her lips.

Rebecca pulled her to her feet, said, “We need to hurry. Get dressed.”

Riley found her jeans, wriggled into them. She grimaced at the wet crotch of her panties as they pressed uncomfortably against her. Still, she didn’t have time to change, so she’d just have to deal with it. Sitting on the bed, she slipped into her shoes.

She was heading for the door, when Rebecca caught her wrist, turned her around, “Wait. Your hair is a mess.”

The teenager smoothed it back in place, an oddly gentle, affectionate move that caught Riley off guard.

“I can’t do anything about your flushed cheeks, but at least you don’t look like the bride of Frankenstein anymore.”

They hurried downstairs into the dining room. Her stepmother gave them a curious look when they entered the room, and Riley had a paranoid moment when she thought the woman knew what had happened upstairs. She must know what Riley’s flushed face meant.

“What took you so long?” she asked as they found their seats.

“Sorry,” Rebecca said. “Riley needed some help with her piano lessons. I let her borrow my keyboard.”

“Really,” her mother said, her eyes widening.

“What?” Rebecca said, her voice getting surly.

“Nothing,” the woman said, shaking her head.

“She’s going to need one of her own, if she keeps taking lessons,” Rebecca said.

Riley watched this exchange with interest. It was amazing how easily Rebecca had slipped into the cool, detached mode she used to favor Riley with. She could learn a lot from this girl about being sneaky.

Riley’s stepmother looked at her, a hint of a frown on her face. Riley could tell something was bothering her. She just hoped she didn’t look as guilty as she felt she did, as if she had I just fooled around with your daughter written on her forehead.

Finally, the woman shrugged and said, “Do you think you’ll like piano lessons, Riley?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Then I’ll talk to your father about getting you a keyboard,” she said, smiling at her.

“Thanks.”

“Until then,” she said, looking at her daughter, “maybe you can share with Riley?”

Rebecca gave her mom a smile, asked, “Can I get some time off for good behavior?”

Shaking her head and laughing, the woman said, “I tell you what… let Riley use your keyboard and help me buy her one if her dad says okay, and I’ll let you off with time served.”

“Deal,” the teenager said, looking at Riley, “Looks like you’re my get out of jail free card.”

The rest of the meal was largely eaten in silence, and Riley was glad for it. She figured the less she had to say, the better. She wasn’t anywhere near as good at being sneaky as her stepsister.

She tried not to squirm, but her wet panties were pressed uncomfortably against her girlhood. She tried to ignore it, but wasn’t having much luck. She couldn’t wait until the meal was over and she could get out of them.

Finished eating, she put her dishes in the dishwasher, grabbed a coke from the fridge. When she turned around, she found Rebecca had followed her into the kitchen. The teenager put her dishes up, then smiled at Riley.

“That worked out better than I could have hoped,” the older girl said, leaning against the sink.

“Looks like you won’t be grounded for much longer,” Riley said, grinning.

“Guess not,” she said, then added, “You know you still owe me an orgasm, right? I won’t count this one, but you’re still one in the hole. I might come by later to collect.”

Riley felt her cheeks flush, and Rebecca winked at her. The teenager left the kitchen, the twitch of her backside drawing Riley’s attention. When she was gone, Riley had to shake her head. Rebecca was just too sexy, and she was going to be trouble.

***

Later that night, Riley was just drifting off to sleep when a scraping sound brought her back. Smiling, she thought Rebecca had decided to come calling after all. She had waited all evening for the teenager to knock on her door, and had been more than a little disappointed when she hadn’t.

Glancing at the door, she frowned. It was still closed. There was enough light in the upstairs hallway that plenty would have spilled in if Rebecca had opened the door.

Then she heard the sound again, realized it wasn’t coming from the direction of the door but that of her window. In the gloom, she could just make out a human shape at the window. Her first reaction was to panic but it passed before her heart could even start racing. A smile spread on her face as the shape approached the bed, crawled onto it.

“Hi,” Caroline said, stretching out beside her.

Riley opened the covers for her and her friend snuggled close, her warm body molding itself against Riley’s. Smiling at her in the gloom, she said, “Hi yourself.”

“Is this okay?”

“More than okay,” Riley answered, tilting Caroline’s head up to give her a quick kiss, “I was wondering if you’d ever do this. Climb the tree again.”

“I’m not going to lie,” Caroline said, laughing, “it was a lot scarier than I remembered. I must have had nerves of steel when I was seven.”

Laughing with her, she kissed Caroline, then again. It quickly deepened and Riley could feel the need behind it. It sparked her own desire.

When their lips finally parted, Caroline said, “Mmm… that made it worth the risk.”

“I’m glad you’re here,” Riley said, smiling. With so many electronic devices with LEDs casting their multicolored glow, the darkness of the room was far from complete, and Riley could see her friend smiling back at her.

“Is it bad that I couldn’t even wait more than a day?” Caroline said, giggling. “I’ve been horny all afternoon.”

“Well,” Riley said, laughing, “you’re almost a teenager, and you know what they say about teenagers.”

“You’re closer than me,” Caroline said, grinning. “Your birthday is just around the bend.”

“Then just imagine how horny I must be,” Riley teased, making Caroline laugh. Her hand stole under Caroline’s shirt, found her soft breast. Sighing, Caroline pressed against her hand, encouraged her not to stop. Riley smiled as her breathing changed, became fast and shallow as her friend grew excited.

Caroline threw the covers back, sat up so she could slip out of her t-shirt. In the dark, Riley could just make out that she wore only panties. In her haste to get over here, the girl hadn’t bothered with pants. It made her grin, thinking about Caroline slinking over in her night clothes, her panties on display for the whole town to see.

Her friend caught her looking, said, “It was kind of exciting, walking over here like this.”

“I bet it was,” Riley said, laughing as she started stripping out of her own clothes. Her t-shirt and shorts went on the floor and she remembered she hadn’t bothered with panties after coming upstairs. It was going to be a surprise for Rebecca, if she decided tonight was the night to settle debts. She glanced at up, but Caroline hadn’t noticed their absence. She was too busy removing her own.

Grinning, Riley thought, It could get complicated if Rebecca decides to come and collect now on that orgasm I owe her. I guess we could fit all three of us on this bed…

“Didn’t do anything for my horniness, though,” Caroline said, moving against her. She wrapped her arms around Riley’s neck, toppled them both backwards so she was lying atop Riley.

“Oh my,” Riley said, grinning up at her. She kissed the girl, a sweet lingering kiss that left them both breathless.

Caroline kissed her chin, then her graceful curve of her neck, her collar bone. Riley felt a flush excitement as Caroline kept moving lower, pausing to kiss and tease first one nipple, then the other. Riley sighed, that hot tongue sending little shivers of pleasure through her. Her hand slipped into Caroline’s hair, to hold her there.

Eventually, she moved lower, leaving a trail of moist kisses on Riley’s taut belly. She gently blew on them, making Riley shiver deliciously. The contrast was lovely, the warm kisses and cool breath confusing and exciting her nerve endings.

Riley’s breath caught in her throat as her friend came to the junctions of her thighs. It escaped her as a moan as Caroline’s lips and tongue teased her bud. She grinned as it dawned on her this was the second time a girl had done this to her today.

Stroking Caroline’s silky hair, she closed her eyes and let the wonderful sensations flood through her. The hot, wet caress of Caroline’s tongue on her clit brought soft moans to her lips and she had to bite down on her knuckle to keep them at bay.

Oh, God, she thought, shaking her head, I might need the pillow again.

She was biting her knuckle almost hard enough to draw blood, trying to keep quiet. Caroline had her body going crazy, her hips undulating against the girl’s mouth. It seemed confused by the wonderful things Caroline was doing to it, her nerve endings screaming for more even as her body tried to shy away from the intense pleasure. Riley’s free hand, the one she wasn’t chewing to death, slipped from Caroline’s hair to clutch at the sheets, like an anchor holding her in place.

Caroline ran her hands along the insides of her thighs, her touch as light as a feather. It sent little shivers up Riley’s spine. Those hands slipped up her flanks, the fingertips just brushing her skin, then cupping her heaving breasts. The knuckles between her teeth couldn’t hold back the groan that escaped Riley as her friend’s palms teased her throbbing nipples. Her back arched up from the bed as Caroline traced lazy circles across the bottoms, then the slopes of her breasts.

“Oh God,” Riley breathed, feeling an orgasm building up. Letting go of the sheets, she clamped both hands on her mouth as her body gathered tension. Then the climax that had been creeping up suddenly pounced on her, shook her hard enough to break her apart. Even muffled by her hands, her cry of ecstasy seemed incredibly loud.

She was still trembling all over when Caroline crawled up her supine body, grinned down at her. Letting her hand fall from her mouth, Riley pulled the girl down to kiss her.

“What was with the hands?” Caroline asked, finally breaking the kiss.

“I was trying to be quiet.”

“You kind of lost it there at the end,” Caroline said, kissing her again.

“Yeah, you’re getting really good at that,” Riley said, laughing.

“It’s always nice to be appreciated,” Caroline said, grinning.

“Give me a second to catch my breath and I’ll appreciate the hell out of you.”

“Wow,” Caroline said, laughing, “You’ve been hanging around with your stepsister too much.”

“Too slutty?” Riley asked, grinning at her.

Even in the dark, Riley could see her friend’s eyes flash, the playful smile spreading on her face, as she said, “Just slutty enough.”

“You like a little dirty talk,” she asked, laughing.

“Doesn’t everyone?” Caroline asked, rolling off Riley and onto her back.

Getting to her hands and knees, Riley moved between her friend’s legs, gently spread them wide. Running her hand up one long leg, over the firm calf to the silky smooth thigh, she drew a sigh from Caroline, then a moan as her fingers found her girlhood.

She saw Caroline grinning, wondered why. Then the girl took her hand in hers, moved it lower. Her fingertips pressed against the opening then eased into the hot, slick core of the girl. She gasped in surprise as her fingers sank deep into Caroline.

“What? I thought–” Riley said, stunned. She was afraid to move.

“Surprise,” Caroline said, laughing.

“But you’re a virgin,” Riley said, inanely.

“Not even technically, any more,” she said, laughing.

“How? I mean…” Riley said, then started over, “you know what I’m asking.”

“The honest answer,” Caroline said, sighing, “I don’t know. I found out by accident this morning that my hymen was broken. Talk about a happy accident. A very, very happy accident.”

“Really,” Riley said, laughing and shaking her head, “and what were you doing when this ‘accident’ happened?”

“That’s not important,” she said, laughing.

“Uh-huh,” Riley said, easing her fingers out a little, then burying them inside again. Caroline moaned thickly, the girl’s hips rolling against her hand.

“Do you think it is because of what we’ve been doing? Is that possible?”

“Considering a fence rail broke mine,” Riley said, grimacing at the memory, “I guess it’s possible.”

“Huh,” Caroline said.

“This doesn’t hurt at all?” Riley asked, slowly moving her fingers inside of Caroline.

“No. Feels really good,” Caroline moaned.

Grinning, Riley said, “Then it’s your lucky night.”

Caroline watched with interest as Riley picked up her bedside lamp, pulled the tape on the bottom aside and removed the vibrator she’d stolen from Spencer’s at the mall. When she saw what Riley had, she bit her lower lip, uncertainly.

“That’s a lot bigger than your fingers,” she said.

“Yeah, but it feels incredible,” Riley said, moving between her friend’s thighs, again. Meeting Caroline’s eyes, she said, “If it’s too big to fit inside, we can still have fun with it.”

Caroline nodded, still biting her lip. Her eyes were fixed on the glossy shaft of the sex toy, and Riley could just make out the interest and apprehension in them.

Turning the black knob at the top, she brought the vibrator buzzing to life. She ran it along the inside of the girl’s thigh, making her jerk and giggle. The giggles dried up as the toy found her bud and she moaned. Riley kept it there and eased her fingers back inside of Caroline. She had to smile when the girl’s back arched off the bed, her hips rolling against Riley’s thrusting fingers.

When she thought Caroline was ready, Riley slipped her fingers out of her slick sex, then eased the toy in. Caroline gasped but her body accepted the vibrator, took it deep inside. Even on low, the vibrations must feel incredible because she had to put a hand over her mouth. Her fingers only muffled the little cries of pleasure she was making, couldn’t mask them completely.

Slow and easy, Riley moved the vibrator in and out, letting her friend get used to the toy inside her. She listened to her breathing, to the sounds she was making, taking her cues from the girl. Her pace slowly increased.

“That feels so good,” Caroline whispered, clamping her hand back to her mouth as a moan tried to escape.

“I told you it would,” Riley said, remembering how it had felt in her own body, the vibrations going everywhere, not just between her thighs. She felt a shiver, just thinking about it.

She shifted her position so she could lower her mouth to Caroline’s girlhood and still use the vibrator. Caroline gasped as Riley’s tongue teased her tender bud, her body jerking. The hand on her mouth wasn’t helping much anymore, and her cries were getting louder.

Riley rolled her eyes to her bedroom door, hoping that everyone was sound asleep. Anyone walking by the door might be able to hear Caroline. The girl got kind of loud when she was excited and she sounded pretty excited now.

“Shh,” Riley said, laughing.

“I’m trying,” Caroline whispered around a moan, “that feels so — oh God, oh God — feels so good I can’t stand it.”

“Should I stop?” Riley teased.

“You better fucking not,” Caroline moaned, her back arching up from the bed, giggling at the swear word she’d just used. The laughter turned into a drawn out moan as Riley started thrusting the toy into her again.

“You know, this thing has two more speeds,” Riley said, clicking the toy into the medium setting. The buzzing got louder but still wasn’t as loud as the noises the girl was making, even with both hands clamped on her mouth.

“Oh shit, oh shit,” Caroline hissed, her words muffled by her hands but not nearly enough.

Please be sound asleep, Riley begged her parents. Her heart was racing as she glanced at the doo, again. A naughty shiver worked its way up her spine, the danger of the situation getting her excited.

Grinning, she ran her hand up Caroline’s supine body to cup one heaving breast, to let the nipple drag across her palm. The girl’s back arched, pushing the breast into her hand. It just begged to be teased, and her touch drew a thick moan from Caroline.

She let her hand roam over the girl, thrilling to the smooth skin under her fingertips. Caroline was firm and soft in all the right places. Riley couldn’t stop exploring her friend’s twelve year old body. She liked the way her stomach tightened as the vibrator moved inside of her, liked the baby fine hairs on the insides of her thighs, liked everything her fingers touched.

Riley had come a long way from that first fumbling, embarrassed time with Caroline. She found the more she did it, the more she wanted to do it. More than that, she found herself liking the female form more and more, caught herself admiring girls at school or at the mall all the time.

Distracted, she almost missed the changing in Caroline’s breathing, the erratic jerk of her hips that as the girl started to orgasm. She met the girl’s eyes in the gloom, then with one more thrust of the vibrator, pushed her over the edge. Caroline hissed through her teeth like an angry cat as her body locked up, then shook itself loose.

Riley eased the vibrator out of her friend’s very sensitive sex, making her gasp and her hips jerk. Turning off the toy, she set it aside.

“Holy shit,” Caroline said, smoothing her hair out of her face.

Laughing, Riley stretched out beside her. Caroline rolled into her, her lithe body molding to Riley’s. She had to smile, loving the way the girl fit against her.

Why she woke up, she couldn’t say. Riley looked at her alarm clock, saw it was still more than an hour before it was set to go off. Frowning, she started to close her eyes and go back to sleep, but stopped when she felt someone shift their body weight beside her. She looked to her left, saw Caroline on her side, facing away from her. Seeing her bare back, she realized the girl was still naked. She looked down at herself and saw she was, too.

She realized that they had fallen asleep after fooling around last night. Then her sleep-fuzzy mind finally kicked into gear, and she gasped.

“Shit! Caroline,” she said, shaking the girl, “Wake up!”

“What,” the girl mumbled.

“You need to get up. We fell asleep!”

“So,” she said.

“So? Mom doesn’t know you’re here! You sneaked over, remember.”

The girl sat up in bed, her eyes wide, “What time is it?”

“Almost six.”

“Shit,” Caroline said, scrambling off the bed. She looked around frantically for her clothes, managed to find her t-shirt but not her panties. Riley spotted them, got them for her.

She started to climb out the window, then stopped and looked down at herself. It was getting light outside, much too light to walking up the street in her her current attire.

Laughing, Riley said, “Grab some shorts out of the drawer.”

“Yeah, I guess I better. It was exciting last night, but it would just be embarrassing this morning.”

“You better hurry, though,” Riley said.

“I know,” Caroline said, pulling open her dresser. She slipped into a pair of shorts, then turned to Riley. In two long strides, she was molded against her, her lips pressed against hers, “Last night was amazing.”

“We should do it again sometime.”

“Tonight?”

Laughing, Riley said, “I’ll leave the window unlocked.”

Coming soon: Chapter Ten!