Charlotte's Friend

by Single Mom

"Mommy, wake up, I'm hungry."

Karen Marshand forced her eyes open to see her five-year-old daughter Charlotte standing by her bed, naked and shaking her mother's shoulder.

And then it all came flooding back like a bad dream, except that it wasn't a dream, it was all too real. It was as if her whole world had come crashing down around her. She had, in a single day, made mad passionate love to her five-year-old daughter, and allowed her two-year-old German Shepherd to fuck her repeatedly, over several hours, stopping only to refill her glass with Scotch.

She dragged her sore ass out of bed and staggered to the kitchen, where she put on a pot of coffee and made Charlotte a bowel of cereal, a glass of milk, and 2 pieces of toast. She poured herself a cup of black coffee and sat at the table across from her daughter.

"Sweetheart, you know that you can never tell anyone about what we did last night," Karen cautioned her daughter.

"Not even Aunt Betty?" Charlotte asked.

"Oh my God! Especially not Aunt Betty," Karen said in absolute horror. "No one, absolutely NO ONE, do you understand that? Honey, I'm a teacher, and I could lose my job if anyone ever found out."

Charlotte's lower lip began to tremble and a tear rolled down her cheeks. "Missy already knows about Wolfie," she sobbed.

"Oh, baby, why would you ever tell Missy about a thing like that?"

"`Cuz Wolfie did it to her too," Charlotte continued to sob.

Missy, or Melissa was the 7-year-old daughter of their neighbor's, Gail and Richard Flynn. Richard was pastor of The Church of Adam and Eve and the Serpent, a small evangelical church in nearby Grant, Mississippi. Gail was an advisor at The Mississippi School for Young Southern Ladies. Karen was not sure what it was that Gail advised, since they were a rather private family; almost anti-social. They did however allow Missy to swim in Karen's in-ground pool, (An involuntary gift from her ex-husband) making Missy a frequent visitor to the Marchand home and close friend of Charlotte's.

Karen doubted that Missy, being the daughter of a minister, would ever mention Wolfie to her mother or father, but just to be sure, she would question Missy surreptitiously on her next visit. She would also like to question Missy about the school that her mother worked for, and about the rumors of snake worship that were said to go on at the school.

That Friday afternoon, Karen phoned Gail Flynn and invited Missy for a weekend swim/sleepover. Much to Karen's surprise, Gail Flynn accepted immediately and without reservations. When Karen promised to have Missy home on Sunday in time for Sunday school, Gail stated that it wouldn't hurt her to miss one Sunday School class. In fact, Gail shocked Karen by suggesting that Missy could stay until Monday morning, and ride to school with Karen and Charlotte. It was almost as if Gail was handing Missy over on a silver platter.

Within an hour, Missy came skipping down the sidewalk and up Karen's driveway, a back pack on her back, and wearing a very tight pair of red shorts, the material slipping into her vaginal crease in front and the crease between her buttocks in the back. Two beautiful ass cheeks protruded from the leg holes. Very un-minister's daughter like attire.

The two young girls embraced, and surprised Karen by kissing on the lips. Karen told Charlotte to take Missy to her room and put their bathing suits on. "I don't got my bathing suit," Missy said, "Can't I swim bare naked?"

The pool was surrounded by a six foot tall privacy fence, but the pool area was visible from the second floor windows of the Flynn's house, so Karen told Missy to go home and get her swim suit.

"I can't find it, but my mom said it was OK to swim in my birthday suit, `cause you and Charlotte are both girls so it don't matter."

Charlotte began jumping up and down. "Can I too, Mom? Please, please, pretty please!"

Karen couldn't believe that the child had panties on under those tight shorts and she wouldn't mind seeing what she did or didn't have on under them so she relented.

The two young girls never bothered to go to Charlotte's room to change, but were out of their cloths in a flash. Karen took in the beauty of two puffy little pussies and too two beautiful little asses as they dashed out through the sliding glass door and onto the patio, giggling happily.

Karen assumed her position in the chaise lounge as lifeguard while the girls splashed and played at the far end of the pool, standing in water that reached to their necks. It wasn't long before Karen realized that there were four little hands and two naked bodies busy under the water.

She glanced up over the fence and saw Gail Flynn staring down from her second-floor window. From Gail's height and angel, Karen was sure that Gail had a better view of the kids than she did. And then, Karen was shocked to see Gail raise her right arm and wave to her. She was quite surprised to notice that Gail was nude, at least from the waist up.

Karen, not to be outdone, rose from the lounge, stripped naked and dove in the pool to join the kids. Both girls swam toward Karen and threw their arms around her, kicking and laughing, hanging onto her, while they "accidentally" touched her breast. Charlotte kissed her mother on the lips, and "monkey see, monkey do" Missy did the same.

When Karen next glanced up at the Flynn's second-floor window, Gail had her left hand below the window sill. Her facial expression left little doubt in Karen's mind that she was masturbating.

Karen held the two girls close to her, their sweet baby buttocks resting on Karen's forearm, their pussies pressed against her hips. Karen's stiff right nipple pressed against her daughter's chest, her left nipple pressed against Missy's. Both young girls were holding tightly to Charlotte's Mom, their wet bodies slipping and sliding against Karen's waist and hips.

"I think your mommy is watching us," Karen whispered to Missy.

Missy was far past caring what her mother or anyone else was watching. "So? Let her watch."

"Yeah, let her watch," Charlotte echoed, her young body writhing against her mother.

Missy glanced over her shoulder, glancing up at her mother staring down at them from her window. Suddenly, almost brazenly, she made a big show of kissing Karen hard on her lips.

"Hey! She's my Mom," Charlotte protested, then gave her mother a long, wet, tongue-involved kiss that she'd learned about the previous night.

As exciting as this all was, Karen was feeling very uneasy about Gail watching all of this from her window. She allowed the girls to slide sensually down her body to the shallow bottom of the pool. "It's starting to get chilly, why don't we go in the house and have a nice warm cup of cocoa?"

Charlotte was the first up the ladder, then as Missy climbed out, Karen helped her up by placing her hand on the young girl's buttocks while glancing up at the Flynn's second-floor window. When she noticed that Gail was still watching, Karen accidentally on purpose allowed her hand to slip between Missy's wet thighs and squarely onto her pussy. Karen smiled up at Gail as if to indicate that the act was perfectly innocent. Gail waved and smiled back.

After they had finished their cocoa, (Karen's spiked with a generous splash of Scotch to calm her excitement) the two girls showered then went to Charlottes room to get dressed, with Wolfie following close behind. Karen slipped into a white terry robe and was pouring herself a shot of Scotch when the doorbell rang.

"I thought I'd stop by and see that Missy was behaving herself," Gail Flynn said.

Karen opened the door wider, and invited Gail in. "She's fine," Karen said. "They are playing in Charlotte's room just now, would you like me to call them out here?"

Gail could hear the two girl's laughing and giggling. "No no," she said. "I can hear that they're having fun. Let them enjoy themselves."

"Missy is such a joy to be around," Karen said. "We love having her over here." She led Gail into the living room, invited her to sit on the sofa, and offered her a drink.

"That would be nice, what do you have?"

"What would you like? Coke? Pepsi? Ginger Ale?"

Gail glanced at Karen's glass and chuckled. "Nothing stronger?"

Karen smiled. "Well since you're not driving, how about Scotch?"

"Neat and on the rocks," Gail answered.

Karen poured a generous amount of Scotch into a glass half filled with ice, and handed it to her neighbor, then sat on the sofa next to her.

Gail took the glass and gazed at it's larger-than-normal volume of Scotch. "Are you trying to get me drunk?" she chuckled.

"Now why would I want to do that? I hardly know you."

"I'm an open book. What would you like to know?"

"Tell me what the `serpent' means in your church's name?"

"The serpent was put here by God to teach Adam and Eve about the joy of sex, or as some claim, the joy of what man now calls sin, but there is no sin."

Karen shot Gail a raised brow stare. "None? Nothing is sinful?"

"If it were sinful, why would God have put it before us? God gave Adam and Eve three son's. Cain slew Able, which left Cain and Seth, who begat son's and daughters. Who did they begat them with?"

Karen shrugged. "Eve?"

"Of course Eve. Incest is man's law, not God's. The age of consent is man's law not Gods. God gave Adam and Eve the serpent to teach them that. God put man and woman on this earth to procreate, but he never meant for us to enjoy the pleasure of sex with only a member of the opposite sex. He meant for us to love one another, male and female alike."

It came time for Karen to ask the big question, a question whose answer seemed obvious at this point. "Are you and your husband — uh, intimate with Missy?"

Gail never hesitated even for a split second. "I am, but Richard is waiting until Missy is old enough to bear fruit. It's the mother's job to prepare her daughter for this most precious gift."

"OH!"

"What about you. Are you fucking Charlotte?" Gail asked, shocking Karen by using the word `fuck'."

Suddenly Karen felt as if she had just discovered a new friend who was not as dull and unimaginative as she had imagined, a friend who had just shared a most intimate secret with her.

"Yes — Once — Last night," Karen confessed hesitantly, feeling a great weight lifted from her shoulders.

"Wonderful, marvelous," Gail said. "It's rare indeed to meet someone who understands the great gift that God has given us. Why else would He have given Adam and Eve three sons and ordered them to go forth and multiply?"

Gail stepped closer to Karen and slowly grabbed the sash around her waist that held the robe closed. Of course," Gail went on, "I don't share my husband's belief that one should only enjoy God's gift for the purpose of procreation."

"So — so he doesn't know about you and Missy?" Karen said in a near whisper.

"No — nor does he know about — the others, Gail whispered back as she pulled the sash, causing Karen's robe to fall open."

"Others?"

Gail slipped her hands inside of Karen's robe and circled her waist, her hands dropping down to Karen's buttocks. She pulled Karen tightly against her. "At the school," Gail said softly. "All of those lovely young girls, a true gift from God."

Karen reached around Gail, placed her hands on Gail's buttocks and tugged her in closer. Two sets of hips grinding, pubes against pubes as the two women dry fucked to a near orgasm. "Don't you fucking come on me," Gail whispered. "Not like this."

Karen reached for the top of Gail's blouse and pulled, popping the buttons free, she then placed her hand under the top of Gail's bra between her breasts and pulled until the rear clasp broke free.

Gail shoved her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and skirt and pushed them both down her legs to her feet in one fell swoop, while Karen shrugged out of her white robe.

Breathing heavily now, Gail said, "Don't you think we had better go check on the girls.

The two women lay naked, on their backs, facing each other in the scissors position, Karen's left leg over Gail's right, her right leg under Gail's left, pussies pressed tight together, clits rubbing as their hips ground in a circular motion.

Charlotte was on her knees, straddling Gail's face, leaning slightly forward, supporting herself with her hands on Gail's lower stomach. Gail had her hands on Charlotte's hips in an attempt to control the young girl's wild thrusting while her tongue worked it's way between the swollen labia and into the tight vagina.

Missy assumed an identical position over Karen's face, grinding her hips in a more experienced and controlled manner than her young friend.

The two young girls soon had to hold onto the women's waists for support as their mothers began to thrust and grind harder. They stared down at the grown woman's swollen clits as they ground and meshed together in a controlled harmony.

The two girls leaned further forward and kissed as they had seen their mother's do earlier, the more experienced Missy making expert use of her tongue, while the less experienced Charlotte licked and nibbled on her young lover's lower lip.

Suddenly, the two girls had to hang on for dear life as the two women began to twist and arch their backs, clits grinding as the sound of their orgasm was muffled by two very young, very wet cunts grinding into their faces.