Butter and Peaches, Part Four

by Sapphic Boy

Peaches and Penny ran upstairs.

"Oh my God, I cannot believe you just did that to my mom!" Peaches was laughing she grabbed Penny in a frisky manner. She spun Penny around in a sort of waltz-twirl. Penny tripped her and collapsed both of them onto the bed. They squirmed together a bit then Penny sighed and rested her head on Peaches' chest. She heard a splash downstairs so she guessed her mother mustn't be too upset and was having a nice swim. She tilted her head up and smiled at her friend.

Peaches looked into Penny's green eyes and grinned at the gooey feeling they both had. She slowly lowered her mouth onto Penny's waiting one. They kissed slowly and softly as their swimsuited bodies rubbed nicely. Penny had a weird thought about tasting her own mother's vulva while she kissed Peaches' soft mouth. Whatever it was, it tasted good. She was learning a lot this week!

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Penny and Peaches had been friends since fall of the previous year. Penny was in several classes for advanced students. This required her to walk in the hall during class hours at their school, and generally gave her more responsibility. One day, she was running a note for her teacher to the Principal of the school, Gloria Tapia.

Penny arrived at the office, but Kimberly, the office receptionist was not at her desk. Penny saw that the note was for the Prinicipal and so she decided to open the door and go right in.

She was confronted with an odd scene inside the Principal's office. There was a girl looking at her. A blonde girl with a button nose and big brown eyes like pools of maple syrup. Penny was confused. Why would a little girl be on her hands and knees on the principal's desk. And why did she appear to have her skirt up around her waist? What was going on here?

Was that principal Tapia behind the girl? What is she doing back there? wondered Penny. It looked like maybe the blonde girl had hurt her bottom and Principal Tapia was kissing it better back there. Penny thought it looked especially funny because the Principal's hands were in her lap.

"Oooooops," was the only thing the little girl said when Penny walked in.

As quickly as the door was opened, the scene changed. The blonde girl was now standing by the desk and Principal Tapia was brushing her blue skirt down fastidiously and wiping at her face in a little mirrored compact.

"Hello there Penelope, is that a note for me?" she said with her thick Hispanic accent, after a quick check of her makeup. She took a deep breath and smiled, exhaling in composure.

Gloria Tapia was well known in her profession and had spent her young years learning the ins and outs of the elementary education system. She'd worked with kids on a volunteer basis while still in junior high. She babysat all through her high school years and through college as well. She loved children and made caring for them her lifework. Physically, you'd probably say that she resembled the Welsch actress Catherine Zeta Jones except that Gloria was Mexican. Her skin was more tanned and her eyes were more almond shaped. She cut a fine figure at 37 and in social situations she usually told people that she was 32, with no doubts in their eyes. Her body looked so good that the tighter the clothes got, the more youthful she looked. Naked, her body was stunning. Her divinely hung breasts were stuffed nicely into a chaste white blouse today as they often were.

The skirt she wore was very tight in the hips but was made of a Lycra mix and so it stretched slightly as she moved, always keeping a firm, hip-hugging look. The skirt went down to her calves where her smooth bare legs ended in white strappy shoes. Her shoes were often very slutty looking but this was the only clothing fetish Gloria allowed herself at work.

Penny didn't know why she liked Principal Tapia's shoes so much but she found herself looking at them for a bit too long and she had noticed them in the past, even at her tender young age of seven. The red toenails looked so brightly clean and painted. Penny noticed the thin white straps of the shoes and how they seemed to tie the woman's smooth brown foot up like a pretty little present. Penny thought about tying up her own little feet someday in white strappy shoes like that and looking as pretty as Principal Tapia.

"Yes ma'am, it's from Mrs Lenderman. She asked me to bring it to you." Penny smiled back at the little blonde girl who now sat in the Principal's chair with her hands on the arms like a queen as she swung her legs gaily. Penny thought it was odd that the girl was so comfortable in the Principal's office.

"Mmm, Peaches I think you should see nurse Beckford about your injured leg. Okay?"

Peaches smiled. "Yes ma'am," she said politely and excused herself with another smile and little wave at Penny. Penny waved back as Peaches walked past her.

Gloria walked over and took the note. She dialed the receptionist out front.

"Hello Kim, I am in my office with a student. Where are you?" She had expected Kim to keep an eye out during her conference with Peaches. "Oh I'm sorry, I had to run to the bathroom!" came Kim's voice, half-hesitant over the intercom, afraid that she'd made a big mistake.

"Yes, well, will you please make sure we are not disturbed while we talk?" Gloria said, her irritation still evident.

She hung up and considered little Penny. Penny was the picture of firm girlhood. Her skin was the color of chocolate and her green eyes were brilliant under her ringlets of hair. She had on a blue flower-patterned skirt that went to her knees. Her striped strappy-shouldered shirt showed lots of smooth skin around her little neck and shoulders. She had cute gold earrings on and pinkish lip-gloss.

Gloria could imagine Penny's thoughts as she had sized-up so many little girls before. Gloria had developed her taste for young girls at an extremely young age. She and her mom had moved in with her aunt Maria at age four and her lesbian aunt had enjoyed tasting the pretty honeypot between little Gloria's thighs. She and Gloria made love regularly until sadly, her beloved aunt moved away when Gloria was nine. Fortunately, Gloria found other girls of all ages who liked to play the same games as she did. She grew up without any shame when it came to sex between women and girls. She wasn't a lesbian exactly because she had fucked men in college and enjoyed this, but who wanted to spend time with men when she could have many little girlfriends?

As Peaches left, Gloria noticed that Penny's eyes went back down to her shoes. She had learned to look for this sort of response in young girls. After she started paying attention, it became hard not to notice when girls were curious about a grown, sexy woman like her.

"Do you like my shoes, Penny?" she said, amused at the child's staring. She held one out slightly, pointing the toe slightly toward the child.

Penny nodded and looked away shyly. She felt an odd mixture of feelings and these were made more pronounced by the older woman's catching her looking. She tapped her sneakers together and looked around the room, trying not to look.

"You can look sweetheart, it's okay. In fact, why don't you come around to this side of the desk," she said, seating herself. Penny slowly rounded the desk and as she approached Gloria's chair, Gloria pulled out a little stool from under her desk that was about a foot high. Gloria turned her chair to the side and faced Penny.

"Sit here, Penny." she said, motioning toward the stool. Having a little stool like this under her desk was nothing anyone would ever notice, but it made an invaluable tool for a lover of little girls like Gloria because when a girl was seated on it, she could not be seen from the other side of the desk. If they were interrupted, Gloria was sure she could trust Penny to be quiet and remain seated until the person left.

She dialed Penny's teacher's classroom. "Hello Sylvia. Penelope and I are having a talk. I'll send her back when we are done," she said into the intercom. She flicked it off.

Penny was seated on the stool and her knees were together, higher than her hips since the stool was so low. Her eyes were transfixed on the woman above her, and whose knees were staring her practically in the face.

"You're so pretty, Penelope," said Gloria, tracing her fingers lightly down the girl's neck and shoulder. She ran her fingers through Penny's curls, loving the texture of her hair. She cupped one of Penny's cheeks in her palm as the girl gazed up at her. She could smell the girl's flowery shampoo (or lotion?) and fruity lip balm. She ran through a hundred things she thought of doing to Penny right there. Only a few she could get away with in this short window of time. She knew which one Penny would like best.

As she slowly touched Penny with her hands, she let her thighs fall apart. This gave Penny a direct look at what was under Gloria's skirt, which was nothing. Penny's eyes widened as she looked straight between Gloria's open legs and saw the woman's glistening vulva. There was a nice tuft of hair at the top with lots of the hairs sticky and smooshed against the skin, but the meaty part looked to Penny like a naked little mouth all curled up. She smelled an aroma that made her want to stick her nose right in. Gloria was murmuring more compliments to the girl as she let her hands roam over Penny's little body, but Penny was totally enamored with the sight in front of her.

"...and I think that if you pay attention and study hard, you'll..." droned Gloria hypnotically as her hands roamed over Penny's smooth skin, becoming ever more braver but not too brave. The mixture of exposing her bare vulva to Penny and 'innocently' stroking the girl's skin was having an effect. Slowly, little Penny's legs fell to the side too and Gloria could see her little white cotton panties.

Satisfied, Gloria leaned back in her chair and left her legs open. She sat back and watched as Penny continued to stare directly up her skirt. She closed her eyes and drank in the illicit feeling this act gave her.

"Penny my dear, maybe you could open that drawer next to you? There are some sandals in there I want to wear. Penny did this. Inside the drawer of the desk, she saw a nice pair of sandals among other things. She took them out.

Gloria lifted one of her legs and raised it, keeping her legs spread. She held the foot in the air to Penny's side. Penny looked back and forth from the shoe to Gloria's obscenely displayed private parts which were practically staring her in the face.

"Could you please take my shoe off?"

Penny gulped and brought her shaking fingers up to undo the first buckle. She would occasionally glance up Gloria's skirt as she did. Gloria's feet were so well manicured they put most women's hands to shame. They even smell nice, thought Penny as she took the shoe off the woman's foot. She had a strong desire to smell the woman's shoe.

"Do my feet please you, Penny?"

"Oh yes ma'am they do," Penny blurted out and then she was embarrassed at how stupid she thought she sounded.

"How kind you are. Could you take the other one off too?" she dropped the one bare foot and raised the other. Penny's eyes drifted back to Gloria's now-dripping cunt.

Penny really just wanted to stick her head under the skirt and look closer but she was also a little in awe of the whole situation. She concentrated on the removing the second shoe. Her tiny fingers were adept and soon it fell away. When it was off, Gloria placed both of her bare feet on the carpet on either side of Penny and leaned back in her chair. She rotated her hips up so that Penny could see everything under the blue skirt as Gloria stretched in the chair.

"Ooohh, thank you my dear. It feels so good to have bare feet." She ran her toes along the carpet. Penny looked down as Gloria's toes that dug into the hard carpet. The woman's strong feet flexed and gripped the floor as Penny stared in fascination.

"Penny, could you do me a favor and rub my feet? I'll have to ask you to keep it secret because it's not the usual thing students do, but my feet really hurt." She ran one of her bare toes up the inside of Penny's skirt and up to her thigh, which caused Penny to feel a sudden and distinct itch where she'd never really felt one before.

"In the drawer is some oil."

Penny opened the drawer again and found a little bottle of massage oil, specifically coconut scented.

"I like to keep my skin soft on my feet. Could you please be a good girl and rub the oil into my feet?" Penny nodded her head yes. She was really unable to talk, so overwhelming was the moment. She spurted a good amount of the oil on her palms and took the woman's foot in her hands. Gloria sighed in bliss as she felt little Penny's hands diligently begin to work away at her feet.

"You cannot be too rough, little one. Use your knuckles if you like and really try to sense where I want to be touched," she coached. Penny's look was one of concentration as she used mostly her thumbs since her little fingers were still not really strong enough to rub hard. She managed to use the palm of her hand to apply some pressure and received a moan of pleasure from Gloria which made her tummy do cartwheels. She squished her index finger in between Gloria's toes one at a time, each time in amazement at how strong the woman's toes were. Penny smooshed all four of her fingers in between five toes at once and got a chuckle of pleasure from her Principal. She experimentally scraped her fingernails down the bottom of Gloria's sole and made the woman growl. After a few minutes of foot rubbing, Gloria decided to press on.

"What do you think of the coconut smell, Penny?" she asked.

"I like it. It's nice."

"Do you know that it also tastes like a coconut?" Gloria asked.

"Really?"

"Yes. In fact," she slipped her foot out of the child's grasp and placed in on the stool, between Penny's thighs. She pushed her toe forward and the tip of it found Penny's soft little mound. Penny's eyes rolled into the back of her head. She had never been touched there by anybody and had only washed herself with a cloth there. The toe which was pushing deeply into her little girl-cleft was like nothing she had ever imagined.

Gloria continued, "Some of my favorite special girlfriends will sometimes actually lick my feet with their tongues and kiss them all over. It feels very good when they do that. That's why I use an oil that tastes good and smells good too." Penny had nothing to say in response. She would do anything that Gloria had wanted. The toe dug deeper.

The picture was really quite obscene. Gloria reclined in her chair with her skirt pulled up to her thighs, legs splayed with one foot on the floor and the other was probing deeply into the vaginal furrow of a seven-year-old chocolate-skinned schoolgirl whom she was also flashing with her bare private parts.

"You see feet-loving is one of the things girls do in secret, Penny," she said. Gloria decided to take it a step further since Penny was responding so well. She moved her hand to the computer mouse and flicked up a lesbian foot-fetish video on the flat-panel monitor. She had a few such videos stored for such conveniences as this. Immediately filling the screen was a gorgeous blonde who was fully engaged in obediently sucking on the toes of an older woman. She sucked them like little shrimps, lovingly bathing each toe in spit.

Penny stared at the screen in amazement as the video played. She had no idea that women could play games like that even when they were older. The screen went blank again. She wanted nothing more than to keep watching it as her breath moved quicker and the toe pushed more of her panties up inside her little hole.

"Do you think you could do that for me?" Gloria said, un-snugging her toe from Penny's pantie-crack and lifting it toward the child's pouting mouth. "Could you suck on my toe?"

With only a little hesitation, Penny took the toe in her mouth. She didn't know why, but this was the funnest game she had ever played and the reaction of Gloria was so unexpected that Penny was happy to comply with anything this magnificent woman wanted. It was with pleasure that she began lapping and sucking at Gloria's feet just like the girl in the video.

Gloria, for her part, hadn't thought she could keep Penny for more than five minutes and had wanted to just feel her up a bit, but now that Penny was eagerly sucking on her feet, she decided she could push it a bit farther. She dipped a hand down to her lap and found her wet gash. She rubbed her clit as Penny lovingly nursed on each toe as if sucking for milk. Her nails were dark purple in color and she flicked one of them skillfully over her clit as she closed her eyes and thrilled to the isolated sound of a little mouth sucking on her feet.

Penny craned her neck backward and ran her tiny tongue along the full length of Gloria's sole, using this as an excuse to peek at Gloria's pussy. She was thrilled to make her feel so good. She really didn't know anything about sex but feeling good was obvious and Gloria was really feeling good. She also loved the feel of the Gloria's strong toes in her soft mouth. She lightly chewed on one of the toes and drew a smile and steamy look from her lady, which made her want to lick even harder.

"More spit my dear, much more spit if you can," came the loving voice.

After about fifteen minutes of Penny's foot licking and sucking, Gloria was so close to coming, but she knew she had to end the scenario or face interruption again. She dislodged her foot from Penny's wet lips with an audible sucking sound.

"Thank you, Penny. I will be seeing you here again soon if that's okay with you," she said, slipping her feet into her sandals. It always gave her a thrill to walk around in sandals with her feet slick from little girl spit after sessions like this.

Penny stood up and Gloria hugged the child's tight body, liberally squeezing little Penny's buttcheek through her thin little skirt, even boldly kneading it a couple times. "I have some teachers to meet with so I will walk out with you," she said, standing up.

"Alright Ms. Tapia," said Penny, shrugging her shoulders helplessly. It was all a bit much for her. She just hoped she had pleased the older woman. She was all aflutter with the attention.

"Please dear, call me Gloria when it's just us two, okay?"

"Okay Gloria," said Penny as they walked toward the door. As they walked down the hall, Penny couldn't forget the feel of Gloria's foot in her mouth. She didn't know girls and women could do that together. She suddenly remembered one question she did want to ask.

"Gloria?" asked Penny. "Who was that other girl?" she asked as they walked down the hall.

"Her name is Peaches. Why do you ask?"

"Oh nothing."

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And now Penny looked down into her friend's eyes and felt a familiar feeling.

What was it about this girl that made other women and girls go crazy around her? Even now, Penny had Peaches' bare thigh between her legs and her own thigh was between Peaches'. Each of their swimsuits had lodged snugly up their cracks so they had g-string wedgie in front and in back. Penny could feel the slickness of Peaches' little puss as it slimed up and down her thigh. She felt a similar trail of moisture between her own legs.

The two girls squirmed and kissed slowly, gently pressing and pushing their tongues and lips together. The sound of swimwear on swimwear, and the rustling of Penny's down comforter on which they lay, were the only sounds to be heard as the two explored the meeting of their mouths.

Soon, they opened their eyes and giggled with each other as girls do. They were excited to commence a sleepover, especially an impromptu one like Peaches was initiating. Penny rushed to find her schoolclothes for the next day since she didn't want to come back here in the morning but wanted instead to walk to school with Peaches.

After a moment, she was packed and they had changed out of their suits. When they were both nude, They enjoyed a fun moment of pinching each other's bums. They made no secret of ogling each other's little bodies, ever making a show of posing a bit for the other as they dressed. It was a wordless sort of dressing strip-tease in which they provocatively turned and danced, pulling their panties slowly up and then pulling their jeans up seductively and so on until they were both fully dressed and laughing.

Finally when Penny had all her stuff and they were both changed, they went downstairs. Jackie was cooking some food that smelled really good.

"Are you sure you girls don't want to eat before you go?" Jackie called out to them. She didn't sound upset, the girls thought. They walked into the kitchen and saw her cooking. She wore a robe and had flip-flops on her feet. The food smelled really good and the girls grabbed plates. All three of them ate in relative silence with only Penny and her mom talking much. Peaches didn't seem to have much to say.

"Peaches, I would like to talk about what happened," Jackie finally said after they had loaded the dishwasher. Peaches sat at the table obediently as Jackie took a seat. Penny wiped her hands and joined them.

"Now I am not mad about what you did. I am sorry for spanking you and you did not deserve it. Will you accept my apology?"

"Yes, I accept. It's not fair because I was pruv— pruv—"

"Provoking," offered Penny.

"Yeah, I was provoking you and so I am sorry too."

Jackie smiled at this. "Good then," she said, "we know that we still do love each other."

"However," she continued, opening the bible, "the sex things you made me do are wrong, and I am afraid that you did what you did because you gave in to something Satan wanted you to do." Jackie began, explaining the evils of lesbianism. She read several scriptures and all through the speech, Peaches was kicking Penny under the table. Penny smiled at her friend while trying to pay attention to her beloved mother. Somehow the words about God and heaven sounded so much better coming from her mother's mouth.

"...and so that's why lesbian things are not right. Do you understand why you should never do such nasty things again?" concluded Jackie.

Peaches nodded obediently. Jackie seemed pleased. Peaches wondered if Jackie really did believe that it was Satan who had visited them in their sex act. Peaches felt that Jackie was on a rung slightly lower than the rest of the women she'd met. This idea of guilt and Satan and sinfulness was something Peaches just simply did not understand and it sounded miserable. She knew what felt good.

As the girls got their stuff, Jackie asked if Penny had remembered to bring her shower cap.

"Oh she won't need it," said Peaches as they walked out the door. "She'll just take a bath with my mom and me tonight."

With that, the door closed.

End of Part Four