by Girl Lover
The next morning, Linda awakened early, needing to pee. She drew the blanket back, but the chilly air in the room changed her mind. She quickly jerked the blanket back over her nakedness, snuggling close to Jill for warmth.
Then she heard a quiet giggle coming from the other bed, followed by Madison’s voice, “Ohhh, you’re all gooey!” There was a pause, then she added, “Tastes kinda yummy, though.”
Jill’s eyes popped open, and she frowned. “What the hell are those two up to?”
Now Linda sat up. “Emma, what are y’all doing?” The girls were completely concealed by their blanket, but the movement underneath made it obvious that something was going on.
“Nothiiiiiiiiiiiing…” Emma’s voice came from underneath the blanket, followed by a giggle. Then she whispered, “No, not there. That’s my butthole!”
Linda crawled out of bed, quickly donned her nightshirt, then pulled back the blanket covering the two little girls.
Her mouth dropped at what she saw. Both girls were naked. Emma was stretched out on her back, legs spread wide, with Madison lying between them. “She wanted to know how we, um, made love,” Emma told her before looking back at Madison, “Okay, now move it around some.”
Linda’s eyes widened even more when she saw what Madison was doing. There was something sticking out of Emma’s vagina. “Wh…what is that?!” she gasped.
Emma grinned sheepishly. “My hairbrush.”
Jill sat up in bed, angling for a good look. “Wow! Wasn’t expecting that!”
Linda winced. “Emma! Don’t put your hairbrush in — in there!”
“Why not?” Emma asked, “You put your whole arm in Jill.”
That seemed to astonish Madison. “She did?”
“No, I didn’t!” Linda protested, her cheeks quickly turning bright pink.
“She did too,” Emma told Madison, “You shoulda seen it, too. She stuck it all the way up to here.” Emma pointed halfway up her arm.
Linda’s mouth dropped open, and Jill burst out laughing at the flustered look on her lover’s face. Spinning around, Linda glared at Jill, “It’s not funny!”
Jill climbed out of the bed to take Linda’s arm, leading her away from the children. “Let them have fun,” she said. “That’s what sex is all about. Besides, I want to watch!” Falling back onto the bed, Jill pulled Linda down with her, cradling the ten-year-old in her arms as they lay on their sides, watching the two little girls. Jill slipped a hand under Linda’s nightshirt to fondle her budding breasts.
Emma jerked slightly, “Ooh, right there.”
Madison wiggled the hairbrush, asking, “Here?”
“Yeah… oooooh,” Emma moaned, closing her eyes, “That feels soooo nice.” Linda watched as her sister began to succumb to pleasure Madison was giving her as she wiggled the brush around. Every now and then, she would make a face. At first, when that happened, Madison asked, “Does that hurt?”
“No, I like it. K-keep going,” Emma answered in a quivery voice, clenching her hands.
Suddenly Linda felt Jill roll her onto her back, then start to tug her nightshirt off. “Don’t!” Linda exclaimed. “They’ll see us.”
“They’re too busy with each other,” Jill said as she tossed the nightshirt on the floor, leaving her young lover naked. Her hands gliding over Linda’s bare body, she kissed the girl longingly. “And I can’t wait anymore.” Her lips moved down Linda’s neck and to her chest, then she centered her attention on the ten-year-old’s nipples, flicking the puffy buds with her tongue before continuing on her downward journey. Pausing when she reached the girl’s tummy, she nuzzled Linda there, loving its softness.
Then Jill lay between Linda’s legs, gazing in awe at her young lover’s sex, adorned with the lightest sprinkling of fine down. So beautiful, she thought, reaching out to caress the pouting cleft, pleased to find it slightly moist.
“Oh, Jill,” Linda whispered, “I love you…”
Placing her hands on Linda’s parted thighs, Jill leaned in to kiss the girl’s slit, then traced it with her tongue. Its taste was every bit as luscious as she remembered. Eager for more, she began to lick harder, deeper.
Linda watched, entranced by the sight of Jill making love to her, then she glanced over at her little sister, only to discover that Emma was looking right back. Madison was still using the hairbrush handle on Emma, but now she was licking her pussy, too — that place up at the top that made you feel better than just about anything. Jill said it’s called the clit, Linda recalled.
Each was unable to tear her eyes from the other. Sister watched sister in the midst of their mutual pleasure, which somehow got them even more excited.
Emma suddenly gasped, her eyes going wide. “Oh, yeah,” she moaned. “Ooooohhh… d-don’t stop, Madison, don’t stop!”‘
It’s happening, Linda thought. Madison’s making her come!
Those incredible tingly feelings were building inside her, too, but Linda continued to watch Emma as she arched up from the bed, clutching frantically at the sheets. A low whine escaped through the child’s gritted teeth, her face contorted as if she was hurting inside. But Linda knew that what her sister was going through at that instant was anything but painful.
The sight of Emma’s ecstasy was enough to push Linda over the edge. She began to come, shivering with delight as Jill took her to that happy place, filled with warmth and light. It’s like… it’s like my body is shining, she thought. Shining like a star at night.
Finally, she lay quietly, enjoying that gentle floating sensation you got after doing sex. She felt Jill stretch out alongside, felt loving hands caressing her chest.
Hearing a sudden shriek of laughter, Linda opened one eye to see Emma and Madison playfully wrestling. Then the little girls paused, gazing into each other’s eyes, and drew together in a kiss that quickly grew heated and clumsy, their tongues sparring as if the wrestling match was still going on.
The sight roused Linda, made her want to make love to Jill. She sat up, looking down at her lover. “Do you want me to…?”
Jill nodded seductively, “Oh, yeah.”
Linda placed a hand on Jill’s breast. Somehow, she couldn’t help but be drawn to them. Probably because I don’t have any, she thought. She poked it, then pushed the nipple inward till it disappeared. She cupped both breasts, marveling at how nicely they jiggled.
Jill watched all this, rubbing her pussy as Linda felt her up, unable to wait any longer. She avoided touching her clit, though, because she knew it would make her come right away. Jill wanted to get her orgasm from Linda, but the girl was having too much fun playing with her breasts to stop.
Finally, she spoke up. “Hey.” Linda looked at her. “Why don’t you play with my pussy for a while. I really need to get off.”
“Okay,” Linda cheerfully replied. She scooted down to lie on her belly, pausing to study Jill’s vulva. “Do you want me to use my tongue or my fingers?”
“You decide,” Jill told her, fondling her breasts.
Moving closer, Linda took a hesitant lick, still worried about the possibility of getting pee in her mouth. But she soon recognized the familiar taste that she was coming to love. Her fears laid aside, she began to lick deeper, harder, occasionally sucking at the juicy flesh.
A giggle suddenly startled Linda. She quickly sat up to see Emma and Madison standing next to the bed, still completely naked, hands over their mouths.
“What are you laughing at?” Linda demanded, scowling at the girls. “You guys were doing this exact same thing, just a minute ago!”
“It’s still funny to see,” Emma said, grinning.
“Leave us alone for a little while, girls,” Jill told the youngsters. “You had your time together, now let us have ours. Go watch TV. Not too loud, though.”
Emma took Madison’s hand. “C’mon. Maybe there’s some cartoons on.” The girls padded back over to their bed, Emma pausing on the way to get the remote. She switched the set on, and they settled down.
Jill turned back to Linda. “There we go,” she said, lying back.
A snort of laughter from Emma caused Linda to briefly jerk her eyes over in that direction. Convinced that the girls were absorbed in whatever they were watching, she returned to licking Jill’s pussy.
Reaching down, Jill spread her labia apart, opening her cunt to Linda’s probing tongue. True, the ten-year-old was clumsy and inexperienced at giving oral. Jill didn’t mind, though, because Linda was such a giving lover that just watching her was a pleasure in itself. So sweet and innocent, she thought. I love that.
Jill’s gaze shifted to Linda’s chubby butt, and she licked her lips. That’s something else I love about her, she mused. I’ll have to give that ass some special attention before we’re done. Closing her eyes, she relaxed, at peace with the world there was no hurry, and Linda was making her feel wonderful…
“Jill, we’re hun-gry,” Emma’s voice came from across the room. Linda looked up, clearly irritated, but didn’t speak..
Jill rolled her eyes. “Give us some time to finish, okay? I’ll make pancakes in a little bit.”Suspecting that Emma wouldn’t stop pestering her for breakfast, Jill decided that she had to speed things along. Using her fingers, she exposed her clitoris. “Hey, Linda, Want to make me come really hard? Lick me here. Actually, why don’t you suck it? That feels even better.”
Linda slowly nodded. “That’s the clit, right?”
“You got it,” Jill replied with a grin.
Drawing nearer, Linda took the inflamed nubbin between her lips. The sight of the little girl’s cute mouth pressing into her cunt sent Jill’s excitement soaring, then when Linda began to suckle her clit, Jill rocketed off in less than a minute. She cried out, her body jerking, then dissolved into a warm, comforting haze.
Linda crawled up, nestling against her. “Did I do it right?” she whispered.
“Oh, you did it perfectly.” a dazed Jill mumbled, wrapping both arms around her underage lover. “That was so good.”
“Aren’t y’all done yet?!” Emma called, an annoyed tone to her voice.
Jill sighed in frustration, then growled, “Yeah, yeah, we’re done!” Turning back to Linda, she said, “I guess we really should get a move on. We need to get to Whitlash before it gets dark.” She threw back the blanket and got to her feet.
“Yay! Time for breakfast!” Emma cried, thrusting her fists into the air.
“Yay!” Madison echoed. The girls were both still nude, snuggling together on the other bed.
“I oughta eat you for breakfast, you little stinker,” Jill said to Emma, but with a smile. “I’ll make pancakes, but not until everyone’s cleaned up and dressed. Who’s first for the shower?”
“Us!” Emma declared, seizing Madison’s wrist. Giggling with delight, the naked children scurried into the bathroom.
“How about that,” Jill said as the door closed. “I guess your sister found herself a lover.”
“I know! Isn’t it great?” Linda wore a huge smile. Climbing out of bed, she wrapped her arms around Jill. “I love you, my angel,” she said.
“I love you too.”
Later, as they ate, Jill consulted the map. Linda came over and joined her. “It looks like we’ll get there late this afternoon,” Jill told her.
“When was the last time you saw your Gramma?”
“A few years ago, when she came to visit. She and my parents had a big argument and they told her they never wanted to see her again. She would call every Thanksgiving and Christmas, but my parents wouldn’t talk to her, they would just hand the phone to me. Sometimes I would call her if no one else was home.”
“What’s she like?”
“She’s great. Y’know, the way you expect a grandmother to be. You’ll see when we get there.”
Before they left, Jill called her grandmother to let her know they would be there soon. Two days ago, Jill had told her that she would be bringing a couple of girls with her, but didn’t go into any great detail.
“I’m ready for you, dearest,” Gramma replied. “I put fresh linen on the beds, and I’ve got a huge supper planned for tonight. You girls are in need of a home-cooked meal by now, I’m sure!”
“It sounds amazing, Gramma,” Jill said, “We’ll get there before dark, I hope. Love you!”
They packed their bags, then carried them out to the car, noticing right away that the sun was out for the first time in a while, and the day promised to be mild and beautiful. Jill dropped off the key, then they piled into the car and set off. Before long, they crossed the state line into Montana, then got onto the highway that led to the small town where Jill’s grandmother lived, where they traveled for a good part of the day.
The hours passed. Instead of stopping for lunch, Linda made sandwiches for everyone, though only Madison ate with any enthusiasm.
Finally, late in the afternoon, Jill slowed down to point at a road sign. “Whitlash! This is it!” The girls cheered as she turned onto a highway exit, which took them to a single-lane road. Everyone looked around excitedly, but there wasn’t much to see.
“It’s a pretty small town,” Jill said. She kept driving, carefully watching for where she was supposed to turn. They passed the school, a K-12 facility that served the whole county. They drove by a grove of trees with a river flowing behind, then Jill turned off on a narrow unpaved road that led to a house.
Jill brought the car to a slow stop, then switched off the ignition. For a long while, nobody moved or spoke. They just stared at the house, scarcely able to believe that after such a long trip, their journey was at an end.
Eventually, Jill opened the door and emerged from the car, squinting in the bright sunlight. As she did, the door of the house opened and a short, robust woman in her mid-fifties stepped out. For a moment, the woman stared as Jill slowly walked up to her on the gravel path.
“Jill?” the woman called out.
At the sound of her name, everything that had led them here — the bullying, falling in love, being separated, leaving her parents forever — it all came spilling out, and she was unable to hold it back. Jill stumbled forward, her eyes streaming tears until she fell into her grandmother’s arms.
Gramma held the weeping teen tightly, close to tears herself at seeing her granddaughter for the first time in two years. After a long, comforting hug, she gently broke away, smiling at Jill. “You’re here,” was all she said.
Jill nodded, still sniffling. Looking past her granddaughter, the older woman noticed the other girls, hesitantly climbing out of the car.
Turning around, Jill beckoned to them, “Gramma, this is Linda, her sister, Emma… and this is our friend Madison.”
Gramma nodded to each of them, then introduced herself with a warm smile. “I’m glad to meet all of you. My name is Mabel. Now, let’s bring your stuff inside and get you girls settled in.”
They followed Mabel, tromping up the steps to a large porch that ran the length of the house, then entering a spacious, rustic living room. It was a familiar sight to Jill, but the younger girls looked around at everything in awe, as if they were in a museum.
“Your room is just how you left it all those years ago, Jill,” Mabel told her, “The others can share the guest room. The bunk beds will hold two… I’ve got a cot that can go in there, too.”
Jill hugged herself nervously. “Uh, Gramma… Linda will be sleeping with me.”
Mabel gazed at her granddaughter for a moment, then quietly asked, “Is she what your parents weren’t able to accept?”
Jill nodded, “She’s why I had to leave. And we couldn’t leave her sister behind with her mom. Their mom was really bad, she abused them. As for Madison…” They both looked over at the timid little girl, who was looking at books on a shelf. “We found her at a gas station. She was homeless, living on the street. We couldn’t just walk away. I’m almost certain that she comes from an abusive home, too. We decided to make her part of our little family.”
“The poor dear,” Mabel murmured. “You did the right thing, Jill.”
Linda was peering out the patio door, fascinated by the enormous backyard. Emma and Madison drifted over to look, too. Turning to Mabel, Linda asked, “Can we please go outside?”
“Of course,” Mabel told her.
Linda opened the glass patio door, and soon she, Emma, and Madison were out under the bright blue sky, looking at the wildflowers in the meadow that rolled out before them. Jill and Mabel followed them onto the back porch. They watched as the girls began to caper about, chasing butterflies and picking flowers.
Mabel turned to her granddaughter. “How did this happen, Jill?”
Jill didn’t answer at first, her face growing troubled. “At school, I used to be a different person, Gramma. I… I wasn’t very nice. Me and my friends were pretty popular and thought we were better than everyone else. We only hung out with cool people, and everyone else was beneath us.” She sighed heavily. “It’s not something I’m proud of.”
“Oh, Jill, I can’t believe that you could be like that.”
“I was, though,” Jill insisted, “We didn’t care about anyone else. We were mean to people. And when my friends hurt Linda. I j-just stood by.” Her lower lip was trembling, her cheeks were flushed with the shame she felt, but Jill managed to keep from crying.
She took a deep breath, then continued, “But then… I made them stop bullying her. I became her friend. I lost all my friends for it, but by then I didn’t care. I knew then that I, um, needed to be a better person than I was.
So after that, Linda and I started hanging out and… well, we fell in love. One thing led to another and then… we kind of, um, did stuff together, and Mom and Dad found out about it.”
Jill’s voice had dropped to a whisper at that last part, and she timidly glanced at her grandmother to see what she thought, but Mabel simply said, “Well, I can see why your parents wouldn’t have approved.”
At this point, Jill was near tears, “They called me a child-molester, Gramma, but I’m not. I love Linda. I tried to explain, but they wouldn’t listen. Said that what I was doing was wrong.” Jill wiped her eyes. “I was practically a prisoner in my own home. They shut me up in my room, took my phone… then they sent me to this horrible church school. And Linda… I wouldn’t ever get to see her again. I had to make a choice. My parents or my love.”
Mabel reached out, drawing Jill into her arms. She held her granddaughter for a while, then began to speak. “About what you were in the past, sweetheart… it’s plain to see that you’re not that person anymore. You’re a good girl who fell in love with someone that your parents didn’t approve of. But I can see how much you love this girl, and all that you’ve sacrificed in order to take care of her.” Gently breaking their embrace, Mabel looked out at the girls. “Love is the most precious gift we have in this life… but it can hurt you like nothing else. It’s worth the hurt, though, remember that. Love is always worth it..”
Jill turned and joined her grandmother, watching the girls frolic in the field.
***
“Mabel, can we go swimming in the pond? Puleeeeease?”
Mabel glanced up from watering her plants on the back porch to see Emma and Madison looking back at the nearby pond with its walkway. Madison wore a hard-to-refuse look on her cute face that Mabel was already familiar with.
“I suppose it’s okay,” Mabel replied, “The water’s pretty cold, though. Do you girls have swimsuits?”
They both shook their heads. Emma asked, “Can we just go in our undies?”
Mabel laughed. “I guess you’ll have to.”
Both girls grinned as they hastily stripped down to their underpants, then raced down the wooden walkway to the pond, giggling all the way. Leaping into the water, their laughter quickly turned shrieks as the shock of the icy water hit them. They got used to it, though, and were soon splashing one another gleefully. It looks like they feel at home here, Mabel thought as she watched them. That’s good.
Putting her watering can to one side, she wandered over to see how they were doing. “Is the water too cold?”
“A little,” a shivering Madison answered.
“Hey, you kicked me!” Emma protested, splashing Madison, who giggled and kicked her again. Emma splashed her back and soon both were thoroughly soaked, their hair plastered to their bodies, squirming together in the water. Mabel had to smile at the sight. It’s been much too long since I’ve heard children laughing here, Mabel told herself. It’s funny… I never even knew how much I missed it.
After a while, Emma waded back over to the walkway. “I’m going to get a Coke!” she called back to Madison. Climbing out and almost losing her panties in the process, she ran back to the house, water dripping from her, wet underpants clinging tightly to her thin body, leaving nothing to the imagination. And Mabel couldn’t help noticing little Emma’s girlish charms. Oh, my goodness, she thought.
In the room she shared with Linda, Jill was unpacking, mostly clothes and a few odds and ends. She took everything out, except for one item that she left in her backpack, something that she would have to speak to Linda about later.
Jill put all the clothing she’d worn during their journey aside to be washed, then after putting away a few other things, she noticed a colored piece of paper at the bottom of one of the side pockets of her backpack. She couldn’t imagine what it could be and pulled it out.
To her surprise, it looked like a greeting card. She opened it and her face paled when she saw written on it, her own handwriting, I LOVE YOU, MOM & DAD. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Her head swam in a moment of surreal déjà vu as she recognized the birthday card that she’d bought for her parents three weeks ago. With everything that had happened since then, it seemed more like several years had passed.
How happy she’d been in that life, with her birth family. And then she simply disappeared. She tried to imagine how that had played out. Her parents were at work. The school would have called her mom to ask why Jill hadn’t come to school. Her mom would have called Dad in a panic. They would have gone to the school. She wasn’t there. She wasn’t at home. She was gone.
Jill wasn’t sure what happened after that. At first, her parents probably thought she had been abducted. Then again, they might think that she’d run away to be with Linda. But if they investigated the matter, they would surely discover that Linda had disappeared as well, along with her even younger sister. They probably wouldn’t even want me back after that, Jill thought.
The days would pass. And every now and then, Jill’s mother or father would look in at her empty bedroom, wondering what happened…
“Jill?”
Startled, Jill gasped, swiveling around to see Linda. “Wh-what?”
Linda studied her, looking worried. “You okay?”
“Yeah.” Jill extended her arms, and Linda came over to hug her tightly, “I just… I had a moment that I needed to process.”
“Mabel says supper will be ready in about half an hour. Till then we’re gonna try and catch lightning bugs outside. D’ya wanna join us?” Linda asked.
Jill took a long look at the card in her hand, then laid it on the shelf, answering, “Yeah. Let me get something first.” Taking a pen and her notebook, she followed Linda out to the porch. “Go ahead, have fun,” Jill said. “I want to work on something.”
She seated herself in one of the porch chairs, watching the girls play for a while before opening her notebook. Seeing her parents’ birthday card put her in a mood to try and make something of the powerful feelings she had at that moment, of what she had lost and gained. Reading Linda’s My Angel journal on the previous night had also inspired Jill to put her own thoughts into words.
For the next half hour, Jill scribbled crossed lines out and rewrote others, soon realizing that what she really wanted to compose was a poem. Every once in a while, Linda came over, curious to see what she was doing, but Jill would close the notebook, promising to let her read it when she was finished.
Finally, Jill had a few lines that satisfied her. She was proud of how she’d been able to make them rhyme, but more importantly, they expressed her feelings.
Just as she was putting her pen down, Mabel came out on the back porch, calling out, “Suppertime!” The girls came running in from the field, and Jill followed, though taking a brief detour to put the notebook in her room before joining the others at the table..
Like the rest of the girls, Jill could only gaze in awe. Laid out before them was a sumptuous feast. Roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, asparagus, dinner rolls and a jug of milk. At a nod from Mabel, they all sat down, with Emma exclaiming, “Finally! Something else besides sandwiches!”
They filled their plates, then tucked in. Watching her guests eat, Mabel said, “I must say, it does feel good to see this empty old house come to life again.”
They all ate to their hearts’ content, finishing off the meal with thick slices of apple pie, then lounged about in front of the TV until it was time for bed.
As Jill washed the dishes, Linda took Emma and Madison to their bedroom, tucked them in, and turned out the light, whispering, “Good night, girls,” as she left. Linda into the room next door, the one she and Jill were to share. She glanced around in a state of awe as it sank in that this was her new home, so different it was from the filthy trailer that she used to live in.
She unpacked, put away her things, then took out her notebook, the one titled My Angel. Opening to the newest blank page, she began to write.
Moments later, Jill entered, smiling when she saw what her young lover was up to. “What’re you writing?”
Looking up, Linda gave the older girl an adoring smile, “About everything that’s happened so far. How happy I am to be here now, with you.”
“Hmmm. Let’s see what you’re saying about me,” Jill gently took the notebook from Linda’s hands. Reading aloud, she spoke, “‘Today, we finally got to Jill’s gramma’s house. It’s really big and lovely and has a lot of really old things. Emma and Madison absolutely love it. This will be so good for them.’” Jill paused briefly, then added, “‘And tonight, I’ll fuck Jill so good she’ll be begging me to stop. I’m gonna stick my tongue so deep into her pussy…”
“I didn’t write that!” Linda protested, frowning.
Jill burst out laughing, “That’s what you were thinking, though. Wasn’t it?”
By then, the ten-year-old was blushing. “Well, yeah… but I wouldn’t say it like that. It’s not nice.”
Still chuckling, Jill handed Linda’s notebook back, pausing to kiss her forehead. Then going over to her duffle bag, Jill took out her own notebook, the one she’d had been writing in earlier, and solemnly handed it to Linda.
“This is what I was working on before supper. It’s not much, really. I, uh… I just wanted to tell you how I felt about us.” She watched nervously as Linda opened it, adding, “I’m not that good at writing, but I hope you like it.”
Linda bent over the notebook and began to read.
We met, it seems, such a short time ago.
You looked at me, needing me so.
Yet from your sadness, our happiness grew.
And I found out that I needed you too.
Our love kept us warm and though we’re alone.
We are a family and this is our home.
Tears came to Linda’s eyes. “Oh, Jill, this is… it’s so, so beautiful! I want to hang this up. No, I want to frame it. We need to buy a frame for this.”
“So, you like it?”
“I love it!” She gazed at Jill, her face alight with adoration. “I love you.”
Jill smiled. “C’mere, you,” she murmured. “I’m feeling kinda romantic right now..”
Linda laid the notebook on the dresser, then drifted into the older girl’s arms. Jill bent to kiss the ten-year-old, who willingly parted her lips to accept her lover’s tongue. They kissed for a long while, then Jill broke away. “Lie down,” she said, “I’m gonna give you a little show.”
As Linda sprawled out on the bed, Jill switched on the bedside lamp, then turned off the overhead light. In the dim illumination of the lamp, Jill took off her clothes in a very seductive manner, taking pleasure in being watched by her underage lover.
First she tugged her t-shirt up and off, twirling it around before tossing it into the corner. Unfastening the clasp of her jeans, she shimmied them down to her ankles, stepped out, then flicked the faded denim aside with a flick of the foot. Linda stared longingly at Jill, who was now stripped down to bra and panties.
Reaching behind, Jill unhooked her bra, letting it slide down one arm and drop to the floor, She bounced up and down a few times, making her breasts jiggle.
“Oh my gosh,” an awed Linda breathed, hugging herself.
But Jill wasn’t done yet. Spinning around, she presented her ass to Linda, then tucked both thumbs beneath the waistband of her panties, slowly working them down and off. She bent down low, putting both her holes on full display, then crawled onto the bed, moving as sensually as she could, finally lying down face to face with Linda.
“Wow,” the little girl breathed. “You’re the prettiest girl that there ever was.”
“Now it’s your turn,” Jill said. “Take your clothes off for me.”
Suddenly feeling self-conscious, Linda made a face. “I can’t do it like you. I’m not sexy.”
“Yes, you are. And you don’t need to do it like I did. Just let me see you naked.”
Hesitantly rising to her feet, Linda pulled her shirt up. “Take your time with it,” Jill told her. Linda’s arms slowed as the shirt slipped over her head, baring her upper half. She unbuttoned her pants, carefully took them off, draped them over a nearby chair, then grasped the elastic of her panties. “What do I do now?”
”Turn around, then take them off,” Jill said. “Let me see that cute butt of yours.”
Linda turned away and slowly tugged her plain white underpants down, wondering all the while if she was doing it right. She stepped out of them and stood in place, letting Jill see her from behind. “How’s that?” she asked.
“Sooooo hot. Now get your sexy little self over here!”
Crawling onto the bed, Linda laid down beside her older lover. Jill gave her a brief but torrid kiss, then asked, “How do you like our new home?”
“I love it,” Linda cooed, glancing around the room.
“Well, I love you.” Jill leaned in and kissed Linda, wrapping an arm around the girl to pull her close. Her tongue lightly tickled Linda’s parted lips before dipping inside.
Linda only hesitated for a moment before she returned the kiss, her own tongue joining Jill’s to play
Jill was intensely aroused. After all those nights in motel rooms, it felt so good to have a bit of privacy for lovemaking. She began to touch Linda’s childish body, letting her desire build until she was almost trembling. With one hand, Jill reached down to give the girl’s tender bottom a squeeze, while she slipped the other hand between Linda’s legs, extending the index finger to tease the ten-year-old’s slit.
While Jill fondled her, Linda reached out to cup the teen’s breasts, a wistful look in her eyes. “I wish mine were bigger,” she sighed, “so you’d have something to play with.”
Jill laughed. “I don’t know… a ten-year-old with tits would look kinda strange. Besides, you have plenty for me to play with. You have these adorable little buds here.” She caressed Linda’s swollen nipples, then gently rolled her over, adding, “And this cute little butt.” She swatted it, making Linda squeal. Jill bent down, rubbing her face against the tender globes. “God, I adore your butt. Every time I see you from behind, I wanna take your pants down and — and do sexy stuff to you.”
Jill trailed a finger through the cleft of Linda’s ass,, then laid down beside her young lover. There was something she’d been meaning to discuss with Linda, but what with everything that had happened to them, the opportunity has never arisen. Now that they had a real home with their own bedroom, Jill was ready to speak her mind.
“Linda, I wanted to ask you about something.”
The girl’s eyes popped open. “What?”
“It’s something new that I want to try with you. It’ll make sex even better for us, but I need to explain how it works.” This and the slight tension in Jill’s voice got Linda’s full attention. “Do you remember how I told you that I’ve had sex with a few guys before?” Linda nodded.
“Okay…” Jill thought about how she should explain this. “Well, you know how guys have dicks, right?” Linda slowly nodded. “Um, have you ever seen a dick before?”
Linda made a face. “My mom had this magazine laying around… it was all pictures of men with no clothes on.” She shuddered. “I only looked at it once. It grossed me out.”
“Okay, then. Remember how I got you to put your hand in me and push it in and out? That’s very close to how men and women fuck. Only the guy does it with his dick instead. Got that?”
The look on Linda’s face was priceless, a mixture of distaste and bewilderment. “Sure, I guess. Only… how come you’re telling me all this?”
Here goes, Jill thought. “Because… um, well, I want to fuck you like that.” Now Linda was staring at her as if she’d just grown an extra head, but Jill kept talking. “I know it sounds weird, but it feels really good, I promise.”
“B-but you don’t have a, a dick,” Linda protested, blushing in that adorable way she always did when saying a bad word.
“Wellllll… actually, I kinda do.”
Linda’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve got a boy’s thing? No, you don’t!”
Jill shook her head. “Not an actual dick. One made out of latex. Here, let me show you.” Getting out of bed, she rummaged through her backpack until she found what she wanted, then brought it over for Linda to see.
Linda cradled the rubbery object in her hands, examining the vinyl straps that were attached to it. “So, this is, um…”
“It’s a sex toy,” Jill explained. “A strap-on dildo, that’s what it’s called. I picked this up at Spencer’s at Highland Mall, just before we left Austin.”
“What do you do with it?” Linda asked, still perplexed.
“Well…” Jill took hold of the strap. “I use this to fasten the whole thing around my waist… and then it’s like I have a dick of my own. Then you lie down with your legs apart, I put it into your vagina, and then we’ll be fucking. Really fucking.”
Linda continued to study the dildo. “How can this go into me? It’s way too big!”
“It’s not, though,” Jill told her. “See, when you take something inside your vagina like a boy’s dick, or this… it, uh, opens you up, so you can fuck like grownups do, or even have a baby.”
“Opens me up?” Linda exclaimed, still baffled. “How does that work?”
“See, you have a piece of skin called a hymen that is inside your vagina. This,” she pointed at the strap-on, “will break that hymen, and then your pussy will be… deeper. Like mine. I guess that might seem kinda scary, but trust me — it feels really good.”
Linda looked nervous, “Will it hurt?”
“Just a little. It’s like getting your ears pierced. It hurts for a few seconds… then afterward, you’re really glad you did it.”
“My ears aren’t pierced,” Linda told her.
Jill looked. “Huh. Guess not.”
“It’ll only hurt for a little bit?” Linda asked.
“Yeah. That’s how it was for me, anyhow. I’ll be gentle with you, I promise..” She began to fasten the toy around her waist, adjusting and fastening the straps
“Can I hold you while you do it?”
“Of course you can. Now lie back, and I’ll get you ready.” Reaching for a bottle of baby oil she’d left on the dresser, Jill squirted a measure of the clear liquid into her palm, then coated the dildo with it. Dribbling a bit more onto her fingers, she used that to lightly anoint Linda’s slit.
“Oooohh,” the child sighed. “That feels nice.”
“Just you wait,” Jill said. She lowered herself until she was lying between Linda’s legs, then carefully positioned the tip of the dildo at the opening of her young lover’s vagina. “Are you ready?” Jill asked.
Linda wrapped her arms around Jill’s neck tightly, burying her face into the teen’s chest. “I — I think so,” she whispered.
“I’m right here for you,” Jill assured her. “Try to relax.” Slowly pressing forward, she eased the latex cock into the girl, pausing when the hymen’s barrier had been reached. “I’m going to break through now, okay?”
“O-okay,” Linda replied, clutching at Jill’s shoulders.
Jill drew back about an inch or so, then popped through the young girl’s hymen with a quick thrust. Linda gasped, “Oh!” her eyes suddenly huge.
“It’s over, baby,” Jill murmured, nuzzling Linda’s ear as she slowly withdrew from her vagina. “That wasn’t too bad, huh?”
“You were right… it only hurt a little.” Glancing at the dildo jutting from Jill’s groin, Linda gasped when she saw a few drops of blood on the tip of the toy.
“It’s okay, sweetheart,” Jill quickly said, “There’s nothing to worry about. That’s all there is. It’s all over.”
“There’s nothing else?”
“Nope. That’s it. You’re not a virgin anymore.”
“Um… so, what is a virgin?” Linda asked. “I’ve heard that word before, but…” She made a helpless gesture
“Someone who’s never had sex.”
“But we’ve been having sex,” Linda protested.
Jill smiled. “You’re right. Never mind. That’s how men think of sex, and it’s stupid.”
Linda cautiously slipped a finger into her pussy, wincing slightly. “Okay, I’m a little bit sore in here, but not much.”
Jill got to her feet. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” They went into the bathroom, where Jill bathed Linda’s vulva with a damp washcloth, then patted it dry with a towel. Linda poked her finger inside again, surprised to find that it went in deeper than before.
Once they’d exited the bathroom, Jill reached for the dildo and straps, then turned to her young lover. “Here, step through,” she said. “Okay, put your other foot in here.”
Jill fastened the straps as Linda watched in awe. Finally, Jill stepped back, grinning. “There. Now you’re a boy.”
Staring down at the rubbery cock, Linda gave her hips a twitch, giggling as it wobbled to and fro. “What do I do now?” she asked.
“You fuck me with it,” Jill told her.
Linda’s mouth dropped. “I — oh, wow,” she said.
Reaching for the bottle of baby oil, Jill rubbed some on her pussy, then knelt before Linda to coat the dildo as the ten-year-old stared down at her.
That accomplished, Jill climbed on the bed, rolled onto her back, then slowly parted her legs, making each movement slow and seductive.. “C’mere,” she cooed, beckoning to Linda.
Linda advanced forward as if hypnotized, unable to tear her gaze from the bare body of her older lover. The child mounted the bed, shuffling forward until she was kneeling between Jill’s thighs.
Spreading her cunt open with two fingers, Jill exposed the fiery pink flesh, now glistening with wetness . “Now go into me, just like I did to you.”
Linda looked at the dildo first, then Jill’s pussy. Nervously moistening her lips, she grasped the latex prick with one hand, placing the tip at the entrance of Jill’s vagina. She guided it inside, but only about an inch deep.
“What’re you doing?” Jill asked.
“I… I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re not going to hurt me, babe. Remember, I’ve done this before. C’mon, put it in.”
“Um, okay,” Linda said, then began to push her hips forward, still too cautiously for Jill’s liking.
“All the way,” Jill coaxed her.
Linda meekly complied, her eyes widening at how deep she was able to go. Soon enough, the full length of the dildo was buried in Jill’s cunt. “Now what?” Linda asked.
“I told you, silly — you fuck me!” Jill exclaimed — amused, but also touched by her young lover’s innocence. ”Remember back at the motel, when you put your hand into my pussy and did me like that? This works the exact same way. Move your hips forward and back, so it goes in and out like you did with your arm. Okay?””
“Oh,” Linda said, her brow knitted in concentration. “Sure… I guess.”
Jill rolled her eyes. “You worry too much, kiddo. Look, I promise you’re not gonna hurt me… and, and even if you do, I promise not to get mad about it. Fair enough?”
“Sorry, Jill,” Linda said. “I’m ready now.”
With that, the girl slowly backed away until she’d withdrawn the slippery dildo completely, then carefully lined the head up and slid it back in, still moving slowly. She repeated these steps twice more.
Jill’s eyes drifted open. “It’s easier if you don’t pull all the way out, babe. Leave the tip inside me… then you won’t need to use your hands.”
“Oh. Oh, yeah, that makes sense.” Linda began to work her hips in a steady rhythm.
Jill luxuriated in the sheer lewdness of the moment, being fucked by her ten-year-old lesbian lover. It felt awesome, too. Even the careful, methodical nature of Linda’s strokes turned her on… so naïve, yet so hot.
As if to illustrate her point, Linda asked, “Am I doing it right?”
Jill sighed. “Yes, you’re doing it right. You’re doing it so right.”
Much as she enjoyed it, Jill didn’t think the cautious pace of Linda’s pumping hips would be enough to get her off, so she chose to lend a helping hand, reaching down to gently tweak her engorged clitoris.
Linda continued to work the cock in and out while Jill masturbated, feeling the white fire build higher and higher until she was panting like a dog, a massive orgasm crashing through her before she’d expected it. Jolts of helpless pleasure shook her body.
Alarmed by her lover’s spasms, Linda would have pulled out then and there — but Jill’s arm was tightly curled around the girl’s back, keeping her right where she was.
Finally, the teen lay spent, her grip relaxed. She seemed okay now, so Linda chose to remain still, the dildo still buried in Jill’s vagina.
When Jill opened her eyes, Linda asked, “Was that okay?”
Jill nuzzled the child’s face. “Oh Linda, that was wonderful. You made me feel so good. Thank you.”
“Uh… should I take it out now?” Linda asked.
“Hmm? Oh, yeah, I guess you can.”
Linda slowly withdrew the glistening sex toy, then sat back, fumbling with the straps until she’d removed it from around her waist. “What do I do with it?”
Raising herself up, Jill said, “You give it to me.” She plucked the strap-on from the young girl’s hands, got to her feet, and stepped into the harness. “Now it’s your turn.”
That took a few seconds to register, then Linda’s eyes widened. “You’re g-gonna put that in me? The — the whole thing?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be very careful.” Jill pulled on the straps and tightened them. Arranging Linda on her back with her thighs parted, she rubbed more baby oil on the child’s vulva, carefully lined the tip of the dildo up with the vagina, then slipped a couple of inches inside. Linda sucked in her breath.
“You okay?” Jill asked. Linda nodded, clearly nervous, but trying to be brave.
Jill pushed the cock in a little further, and stopped again. With a determined grimace, Linda let out a small breath, then a few quick pants, as if she was running. Finally, she nodded, “Okay. I’m alright, I think. Just go slow.”
Carefully watching the girl for any signs of pain, Jill slowly eased the dildo the rest of the way. A long, low moan escaped Linda’s throat as inch by inch, it disappeared inside her. “Is this… uhuHHhhh, huh, huhh… oh my gosh, it’s… it feels s-so…”
“Okay,” Jill told her. “It’s all the way in.”
“It is?”
“Yeah. How’s it feel?” Jill asked.
“I –I don’t know. Really weird, b-but kinda good, too.”
“It should start feeling incredible in a little bit.” Jill slowly withdrew the toy, wriggled it back into the ten-year-old’s cunt as gradually as she could, then repeated the motion. Linda began to move to Jill’s rhythm, pumping her body with each steady stroke.
“How’s it feel now?”
“Really nice,” Linda mumbled. It’s like… like… mmm, I don’t know.”Jill kept going.
Before long, she noticed Linda’s eyes glazing over with pleasure, Oh yeah, she’s feeling it. Once again, Jill asked the girl “How’re you doing?” — but this time she didn’t answer, only gave a low moan.
Realizing that Linda was about to come, Jill allowed her thrusts to become a little more vigorous, though she made sure not to push too hard.
Moments later, a pained expression crossed Linda’s face, then she suddenly inhaled sharply as her body seized up her fingers clawing at the sheets.
Jill stopped pumping, leaving the full length of the rubbery prick buried inside Linda as the young girl thrashed about, her moan rising to a shriek before she went completely limp. Moving with the utmost caution, Jill extracted the dildo. As the head came out Linda jerked, then lay still but for the rise and fall of her chest.
Swinging her legs to the floor, Jill stepped out of the strap-on harness, then brought the glistening toy to her lips, getting a good taste of her little girl lover. She placed the apparatus on the night table, then crawled back into bed, stretching out beside Linda. Reaching down to grasp the blanket, she drew it over their bare bodies.
A minute later, Linda opened her eyes, whispering, “That felt… magical.”
“I know.” Jill kissed her.
“Can… can we do that again tomorrow night?”
“As many times as you want,” Jill replied.
“I’m sleepy.”
“So am I.” Jill kissed her again., “Get some rest now. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
On to Chapter Seven!