Butter and Peaches, Part Two

by sapphic_boy

This chapter is much less complex and is more how I like to write. As before, do not read this story if you don't like the idea of young girl children having raunchy sex with older women and girls. :^) Write to me at [email protected] with your comments. I love 'em.

Penny and Peaches went to school the next day, Monday. After school, they saw each other in the hall and hugged. It was a hot day and so they were dressed lightly. Penny had a yellow t-shirt, white sneakers and a short denim skirt that showed off her little chocolate legs quite nicely.

Peaches was wearing an outfit her mother had bought for her. Rebecca always felt that little girls looked so cute when they had lots of bare skin showing. It wasn't sexual, it was just adorable. Although Peaches was now seven, her mother still dressed her in this manner. Peaches was wearing a tight little white jumper which barely covered her little bum cheeks. Her little legs were bare all the way down to the white sneakers she wore. The jumper was made of a light cotton material and the heat was already making it stick to peaches' little body, in places. The jumper left her back exposed and only loosely tied on each shoulder with thin strings. Her shoulders were resplendently bare and she had rubbed some sparkle-lotion on them so her skin sparkled slightly, even in the fluorescence of their school hallway. Her blonde hair was done up in braids although a few strands were already straying and sticking to Peaches damp skin.

The two girls held hands and chatted as they walked home.

"Hey Peaches, do you ever take baths with your mom?" asked Penny.

"Of course, silly. I do it all the time."

"You're lucky, is all. I don't get to."

Peaches thought about this as they walked. She absently adjusted her little jumper, which had ridden up her butt crack.

"Wellll, why not?"

"I don't know. I know my mom loves me, but... When I was little, she used to let me."

"What does she say when you ask her?" Peaches asked, pursing her lips in concentration. Peaches had the cutest little face. Her lips were full and pink, usually glistened with lip gloss. Her eyes were big and light brown hazelish in color. They were framed in big lashes and a look of total childhood innocence.

"I haven't asked her for a while. She says I'm old enough to wash myself. But it's not about washing anyway. I..."

"Welllll... Maybe you ARE!" and at this, Peaches grabbed her friend's backpack and ran off along the hot sidewalk. Penny squealed in delight and the two girls ran after each other. Peaches was a fast runner and she got a good head start on her friend, but two backpacks were simply too much. She was laughing too hard to run anyway. She ran off the sidewalk and onto the greenbelt park of their little suburban neighborhood.

The greenbelt was actually a huge acreage of grass and there was a baseball diamond and a playground nearby. Right now, in the mid afternoon, the area was empty except for one teenage girl reading a book on a blanket.

Penny chased after her friend. As she caught up with Peaches, she had time to think up a fun idea. She had watched Peaches little buttocks jiggling as she ran, so as Penny caught her, she grabbed her friend's jumper and yanked it up little Peaches' ass crack, giving her a wedgie. They both tumbled to the grass, giggling like... well, like schoolgirls.

"OWW Stu-pid!" Peaches smacked her friend on the ass as they rolled on the grass, little limbs entwined.

"Hey, you started it!" Penny replied and smacked Peaches as hard as she could on one of her exposed white cheeks. She did this hard enough to leave a red handprint. The sound of the spank caused the girl on the blanket to look up in curiosity.

Peaches little eyes filled with tears and she yelped before quickly covering her mouth with her hand. She struggled to get up, embarrassed. Penny grabbed Peaches around the waist.

"Oh no you don't!" she said, spinning Peaches around and keeping her on the cool grass. Penny was laughing as she mounted her friend's body. Peaches was on her back and Penny was sitting on her belly, looking down at her. "You don't get to just steal my backpack and get away with it Missy. You owe me now."

Peaches grunted and struggled a bit but her tears had subsided, having really only been from the pain of the slap. "Fine then! But get offa me you big dope!"

"Oh no. Not until you're polite."

Peaches laughed and writhed around a bit. She swung her legs up and got her shins around past Penny's face, wrapping them around Penny's rib cage from behind. Penny was still sitting on her chest although she had scooted forward a bit. She rolled her friend over and broke free.

"Ha! Now we'll see how you like it!" said Peaches who took advantage and grabbed her friend around the waist. The two girls wrestled and giggled with each other as they often did. Peaches was more wiry than her friend and so she was hard to pin down. Penny was stronger but she had a temper and would often get upset, ending their wrestling. Both of them knew that would mean Peaches had won. They squirmed around on the grass, alternately growling and laughing.

Across the grass, at the playground, the teenaged girl watched them. She was given the lurid display of Peaches' legs splayed several times, her jumper still obscenely wedged between those two luscious pale cheeks. As the girls wrestled, she also saw the little African-American girl's skirt ride up to her waist. Her little white panties had allowed one dark cheek to peek out.

Laura was 16 and had been to this park before. She had seen these two girls wrestle in this very park just a week ago. She was right now, hitting the lesbian pedo voyeur jackpot, having decided to read in this very park in case a repeat performance ever happened. Now, here it was, right in front of her. She kept her head down in her book, but her eyes peeked over the top of her sunglasses, catching every scene from the two girls, not twenty yards from her. She slipped her free hand discreetly into the waistband of her sweatpants and began lightly caressing herself. A feeling of guilt and arousal rushed through her.

Across the way, the two little girls grappled, tickled and pinched as they explored each other's movements. They had managed to get themselves in an intriguing position. Penny, despite her strength, was caught in what wrestlers call a grapevine-pin. She was flat on her back with Peaches on top of her. Peaches had both of Penny's wrists pressed down to the grass, above both of their heads. Her legs went outside Penny's thighs and each leg wrapped under and inside Penny's shins, effectively locking Penny with her legs spread. Peaches' legs were even more spread since her legs went around the outside. Her little crotch rubbed against the snap of Penny's denim skirt.

"One, Two, Three!" counted Peaches. "I gotcha!"

Penny growled and tried to free herself, but it was no use. The wiry blonde had her legs held fast. "Okay fine, you win then. Get off!" said Penny, beginning to lose her temper

Peaches felt a familiar feeling creeping up from between her legs as she held her friend in place. Her crotch was exposed to the air, her bum thrust up into the air. She lowered it and again it came directly into contact with Penny's metal skirt-snap. She rubbed it while she looked down into Penny's eyes. Penny had green eyes which were right now full of frustration. Peaches rocked herself against her friend's belly. She knew she had only a few seconds before her strength ran out and Penny would break free. She took hold of the moment. She lowered her head and kissed Penny, their little glossy lips sticking together in places, sliding with saliva in others.

Penny's eyes opened wide, but they soon closed to half-open and she kissed her friend, gently and slowly. The two girls' muscles slowly lost their tension. Peaches was a very advanced kisser although Penny could not really have known this. She just lay on her back as their young friendship floated softly to a new level.

Penny marvelled at sensations she was feeling. Peaches was softly peppering her mouth and chin with soft little butterfly kisses. She stopped and looked into her friend's eyes.

"You kissed me."

Peaches nodded her head, smiling.

"I like it!" said Penny, laughing. She lifted her head and planted another, wetter kiss directly on Peaches' pink full lips. The two of them kissed slowly, exploring this new thing.

Across the grass, Laura was bringing herself to an outstanding orgasm. She tensed her body and stifled her outcry and she watched the two little girls make out across the way. Any observer would think she was still reading her book. She watched as the little blonde slipped down her friend's belly so that she was between the bottom girl's legs. She was clearly grinding her hips into the little African-American girl, whose legs were now obscenely splayed open, her little sneakers angled outward.

Laura smiled to herself as she quickly looked around. They were still all alone. She began building toward orgasm number two.

Peaches was bringing her friend to an orgasm. They looked into each others' eyes. Their faces were only inches apart as they shared a moment they'd both remember forever. Penny's puffy lips were contorted into a look of open-mouth shock at her own orgasm. She made little sounds like "ah-huh!...ah-huh!" as she came, not really knowing what was happening. Her hips thrust upward at the pressing of her friend's pubic bone. She traced her fingers up Peaches' neck and tousled the golden braids there.

Peaches gazed down at her with a knowing, happy look. She had come as well and they were both positively glowing. Peaches rolled to her side and they both lay there, legs still entwined. They looked into each other's eyes as their heads lay on the grass.

"What was that?" Penny asked.

"That was a orgasm. Feels good huh?"

Penny's eyes opened wide in response. "I'll say!"

"You never did that before? Rubbed your crackle?" asked Peaches.

Penny shook her head softly. "No, my babysitter says it's bad."

"What does your mom say?"

"I never asked her. My babysitter told me I shouldn't touch myself there. I don't know what my mom says. I never asked her."

Peaches played with her friend's shirt hem. "Well my mom says it's good to have orgasms and she says I can do it whenever I want."

"You don't think its bad?" Penny asked her friend, lowering her voice a bit.

"Bad how?"

"I dunno. Bad like God will be upset."

"Why would that happen?"

"My mom says God gets mad when we do things that feel good but which are bad," Penny explained.

Peaches rolled over and sat up. She caught the girl on the blanket, who had been looking. Peaches keen eyesight spied the girl's hand in her lap. Smiling to herself, she slowly got up on her hands and knees, arching her back toward the woman, displaying her pert little bum, still split with the g-string of her wedgie. She alternately arched her back and then bowed it like a cat, causing her bottom to open and close, like a flower, directly in the direction of the girl on the blanket, who was still pretending to be reading.

"Well my grandma says God is a woman and that when I have an orgasm, I'm making her very happy."

Penny thought about this. "God isn't a woman, silly!" she laughed at the idea. She lay there quietly thinking about this as Peaches did her stretches, arching her back. She was amazed at how much her friend knew about sex because usually Penny was the more knowledgeable.

Peaches glanced casually over her shoulder. The blanket girl was looking right at her upturned bum. Peaches sang a little song to herself. She enjoyed exposing herself to older girls and women since she had learned this skill. When she knew she was affecting them, she felt herself enjoying the feeling of attention. She stood up and did a few cartwheels over Penny's body. She touched her toes, legs straight, so that her bum was again exposed to the blanket girl. She peeked through her legs to see that the girl had since put her book down.

"Well, I don't know about that, but my gramma says women know more than men. She says that women and girls have special ways of doing stuff. Special stuff boys don't do."

"What do you mean 'doing stuff'?" asked Penny.

"Like orgasms and sex stuff. Duh!"

"Hmm," Penny thought about this.

Peaches turned around and looked at the teenager, who dropped all pretense and looked directly back at the blonde nymph.

"Watch, I'll prove it," said Peaches simply, and she turned around, trotting over to the blanket girl.

Penny propped herself up on one arm and watched.

Laura sat there in awe as this blonde goddess-child skipped over to her as if it were no big deal.

"Hi!" said Peaches.

"Hi yourself," said Laura.

"My name is Peaches." She stood with her arms behind her back, her chest slightly out-thrust. Her jumper snugged up tight against her little pubis.

Laura's head was spinning. She had been about to come when Peaches walked over. Now she was suddenly lust-filled and delirious in the presence of this child. She could smell the strawberry of Peaches' hair shampoo. She could also smell arousal from Peaches' little puss which was practically right in front of her mouth. She licked her lips.

"Peaches is a beautiful name for a beautiful girl," she said.

Peaches knew what this meant and she knew what to do. She walked up and sat directly in the older girl's lap. She draped her arms right around the teen, as only a young child can do without any complaint. Laura instinctively closed her arms around the young girl's body, lightly embracing her and pulling her closer. She marvelled at the feel of Peaches' fine skin.

"Do you know about orgasms?" said Peaches.

Laura knew she must be dreaming. "Why yes I do honey. Why do you ask?" she said carefully.

"Oh nothing. I just like them," Peaches replied, rubbing her little bottom in the teenager's lap.

There was silence between them for a few seconds as Laura was lost in her girl-based intoxication. She was practically panting in fear and arousal. This was no dream. Little Peaches was clearly snugging her little bum deep into Laura's own crotch.

Laura decided to seize the moment. She dropped a hand directly between little Peaches' legs and began rubbing the wet spot there.

"You do, hunh?" said Laura as she aimed to deliver. Peaches immediately melted into the older woman's arms, knowing her charms had affected yet another older girl. She knew she could get older girls and women to give her orgasms and she was about to get another one.

She spread her legs so that little Penny, across the way, could see what the teenager was doing to her. Penny sat up all the way when she saw the older girl's hand rubbing between Peaches' legs. She looked on in astonishment.

When Laura noticed this, she shifted herself so that Penny could better see the fingers which were softly rubbing circles in Peaches' little quim. Laura's finger slipped the fabric to the side, exposing the slippery little mouth below. She shuddered as she felt how smoothly her finger slipped between the child's outer labia.

Peaches had her eyes closed as the older girl brought her toward ecstasy. Laura kept a look out but there was nobody around so she was free to put on a show for the little African-American girl across the way. She alternated looking down at Peaches' blissful face and across the way at Penny's astonished one. Peaches eyes were closed and she was humming a little tune to herself as she rocked her hips in rhythm to her ladies' finger. Soon, her little body shuddered with a wonderful orgasm. Laura held Peaches fast as this happened and rubbed her own crotch roughly against the child's hip, coming herself. The pressure hurt Peaches a little but she did not complain as the pleasure of the moment was too great.

As Laura regained her senses, she smiled at the wonder of it all. "Did you like that, my sweet?" she asked.

Peaches opened her eyes, sleepily. "Mmm-hmm. Yummy." She stood up after not too long, finally pulling her jumper out of her crack.

"Do you babysit?" she asked the teenager.

"Sometimes," the girl replied.

"Oh. Well I live over on 4th street." She pointed in the direction. "The address is 346 if you ever want babysit me," she said precociously.

"Well I'll see what I can do," Laura replied.

Peaches smiled and skipped back to where Penny was sitting. She grabbed her and the two of them ran off with their backpacks, giggling the whole way.

It was going to be a life-changing week, for sure.