The Insatiable Holly Brown, Part 2

by Single Mom

Not unlike many rural Mississippi town's, the population of Grant was about 2000 souls, most of who lived in broken down houses along state road 15. Houses who's front yards were populated by not a blade of grass, but broken down cars up on blocks, broken washing machines, and broken refrigerators, played on by barefoot and half naked children. Holly Brown and Sarah Clements were neighbors on the better north side of town, and lived in houses that had, if nothing else, front lawns and back yards.

Terri Breen taught a combined 6th and 7th grade class in the town's only school. She also lived on the north end of town in a small mobile home, parked in her mother's back yard, She drove a small camper, which she drove to work and used in the summer months to travel around the country. She was single, and although considered beautiful and sexy by most people, she had no apparent sex life.

The single incident of "rubbing" brought Holly and Sarah closer together, because they now shared a common secret. The new closeness between her two students was not lost on Terri Breen. The close huddles and secret hand holding between the the two girls in the cafeteria and playground caused the teacher to begin having fantasies about both girls—fantasies of not only making love to them, but fantasies of watching them make love to eachother. Among other things, Terri Breen was both a voyeur and somewhat of an exhibitionist.

It was several days before the girls had an opportunity to return to their "secret place" for their first panties-off session. They were actually going to rub pussies, flesh to flesh, nothing in between them. Their pussies would soon be as soaked as their panties were the first time, only this time it would be with the other's juices.

Holly spent the last few days reading her mother's books, and discovered that the urge to pee was actually cum in her urethra, flowing out of the tube that she peed through. This time, she would not try to hold back when she felt like she had to pee. Knowing that it was cum, she would just let go, and enjoy it.

Removing their panties in front of the other was more difficult for Holly than she had imagined. She was staring at the first pussy other than her own that she had ever seen, and it had sparse amounts of hair on it. She wanted desperately to touch it, maybe even kiss it like the book said, but she restrained herself. Maybe she would after they finished and it had pussy juice on it.

Sarah was experiencing much the same feelings. She liked boys, even fantasized about fucking them, but suddenly she wanted nothing more than to touch Holly's pussy, to rub her pussy against it, and maybe even kiss it, something she thought she would never do, but suddeny, rubbing pussies was not quite enough.

Holly, remembering the kiss from last time, remembered Sarah drinking the saliva that drooled from her mouth, rembered the taste of Sarah's tongue, the sweet smell of Sarah's breath, wanted to kiss before they rubbed pussies. Without warning, Holly stepped closer and kissed Sarah on the lips, and then a second and third time, each time more firmly. "Suck on my tongue," Holly said, before pushing it in between Sarah's lips.

There was something about sucking the saliva from Holly's tongue that turned Sarah on. She had never sucked on a boy's penis, but she imagined that this was what it must be like. The sucking caused her salivary glands to produce more fluid, which she eagerly transferred to Holly's mouth, setting off a frenzy of saliva swapping. The exchange of fluids creating a strange sisterhood between the two girls.

They were soon on the floor, Holly on the bottom, legs spread wide and wrapped around Sarah's waist. Holly's heels pounded into Sarah's buttocks as Sarah's pussy pressed hard and ground against Holly's vagina, causing both girl's clits to swell and come out of hiding.

They both came, they both peed, and they both rolled around in their fluids as their orgasms seemed to go on forever. Sarah collapsed on top of Holly and they lay there, kissing and hugging, spitting on faces and licking up the saliva. Holly's legs relaxed, releasing Sarah, and Sarah began to lick her way down Holly's front, where she paused to kiss Holly's small breasts, and suck on her hard, swollen nipples.

Holly sucked in her breath in anticipation of Sarah's intended destination as she traced a wet trail down Holly's front with her tongue, stopping at Holly's pubic mound. As if guided by an invisible set of hands, Holly rocked back until her legs were suspended over her body, her toes touching the floor behind her head, her hips coming up off the floor and her thighs spread as she boldly presented herself to her young lover.

Peering into Holly's moist genitalia from clitoris to anus caused Sarah to forget all about her previously expressed aversion to licking down there. She was amazed at the size of Holly's clitoris, at her swollen labia, and her puckered anus. Sarah used her thumbs to part Holly's labia, then burried her face in the pungent tasting pudenda.

Holly began to thrust and grind her hips as her heart pounded in her chest, unable to believe that Sarah was actually licking her pussy and sucking on her swollen clitoris. Holly began kicking at the air with her feet when she felt Sarah's tongue probe her sphincter. She reached down and entwined her fingers in Sarah's hair, pulling Sarah's face harder into her wet pussy.

Holly fought her approaching orgasm, wanting this to never end, wanting Sarah's tongue deeper in her rectum, wanting the pleasure/pain of Sarah's nails digging into her buttocks. She was suddenly sure that God was a woman, and that this was the way She meant sex to be.

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The close relationship between Holly Brown and Sarah Clements was not lost on Terri Breen. She had allowed her fear of discovery keep her from making any sexual advances toward Holly, and now it may be too late. She decided to throw caution to the wind, and make her move. She took Holly and Sarah aside and told them that she knew what they were doing. She told them that their hand holding and secret kisses would get them in trouble if anyone else cought them, and if they were going to do it, they should find some place private to do it in. She also told them that she had driven past Sarah's house and saw them going into Sarah's tool shed, and it was only a matter of time before they got caught there as well.

She was of course only telling them this because she didn't want to see them get in trouble, and maybe even get expelled from school. After several long minutes of silence, Holly admitted that she and Sarah were "doin' stuff" but they didn't know any private place to go.

And that's when Terri Breen reminded them that her motor home was parked in the school parking lot, and she supposed that they could use that during recess and after school. But of course, she would have to check on them to make sure that everything was alright.

Holly, being aware of Miss Breen's attraction for her, asked if Miss Breen would stay in the motor home with them.

"I would simply drop in for a few seconds to check on you. Unless you wanted me to stay longer," Terri Breen told them.

The girls were young, but not dumb, and they knew what Miss Breen had in mind, so they jumped at the offer.

To be continued.