Kim Sun

by Sure As Elle

I was so excited! Mommy and Daddy were getting ready to have a night out on their own, which meant I was going to be babysat. You might think, with me being 10, that I might be old enough to think I don't need babysat anymore, and so not be excited, but you haven't seen my babysitter. She's 15 years old and is like 4th generation Chinese American, and is very pretty, at least to me. She's a bit of a nerd, to be honest, but so am I, though I don't look it. Kimiko Sun (Kim for short) looks it, though. Still pretty, but she wears glasses and slouches and reads a lot and I think all the books in her book-bag hurts her posture. That and bending over books all the time. But whatever, she has nice black hair and brown eyes and nice skin, and I like sitting in her lap.

Oh, I should probably describe myself, too. Well I'm 10, like I said, and I'm blonde with my hair currently in unbraided pigtails, and I have blue eyes. I get out in the sun a lot, so my skin is what Daddy calls "honeyed" by it. I'm a very girly girl, and right now I'm wearing pretty pink sandals and a sunflower-print sundress because it's summer and I was outside a bit ago.

Oooh! That was the doorbell! Kimmy is here! I run to the door even though Mommy and Daddy both tell me not to, and I throw the door open, and there she is! Glasses, her long black hair pulled back in a ponytail, wearing a knee-length black skirt and a white button-up blouse because that's her school uniform and she often forgets to change out of it before coming over. Her face lights up with a smile when she sees me, and mine does, too.

"Kimmy!" I jump forward to hug her, and she chuckles and picks me up. I'm getting a little big for that, but Kimmy is stronger than she looks. Still, she has to waddle a bit to bring me inside and set me down to one side of the door.

"Hey there, little squirt," Kimmy says, ruffling my hair. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Mayer."

My mind slipped out of focus as I admired Kim's body, so I tuned out the boring adult talk. I know Kim's only a teen, not an adult, but she's old enough to speak Boring Adultese fluently. It's no wonder all the adults in Charlie Brown speak with trumpets going "wah wah," because that's a lot like what it really sounds like.

I was still mooning over Kimmy when Mommy and Daddy left. Kim shut the door and turned around, catching me being all misty-eyed over her, and blushed, looking uncomfy. But I know that look on her face, and I could tell she was flattered, too.

Kimmy put her book-bag down on one of the sofas (I was sitting on a loveseat) and locked the front door, then said without looking at me "Well, little squirt, the parentals will be out until at least midnight, and it's only 5 right now. They gave me money for takeout, what should we get?"

"Can we have pizza?"

She smiled at me, looking at me again. "Sure, scamp, pizza sounds good." She grabbed the phone off its cradle and dialed our favorite pizza place. "The usual?" she asked me.

"Yes please!"

Nodding, she ordered a veggie-and-meat lover's special, which is so loaded with stuff on it you can hardly tell there's any cheese there under it all. Then she hung up the phone and sat down on the loveseat next to me, turning on the TV to one of those nature sounds channels we get on our satellite dish. I sat down on her lap and leaned back into her.

"So, little squirt, been having a good summer?"

"Very much so. Had lots of fun outside today. What'd you do?"

She shrugged. "Mostly just reading." She started to tell me all about what she was reading, but I don't remember everything she said and it would probably bore you, though it doesn't bore me. Like I said, I'm a little nerdy, too, and we have a lot of the same reading interests in common. And while some of it was fiction, a lot of it was non-fiction, a lot of science and history stuff.

In 30 minutes, the doorbell rang, and I got off her lap so we could go over and get the pizza. I got to hand the nice delivery girl the money, and Kimmy took the pizza - a large - and set it on the dining room table. In a few more minutes, we were sitting on the loveseat again, eating pizza from a plate on the end tables.

After we finished eating and washed our face and hands, we went back to the living room again, this time camping out on one of the sofas. She was reading, and I was just laying with my head in her lap, staring up at her, thinking thoughts that made my girly bits tingle pleasantly. Every now and then, she would look down at me from her reading, and run her fingers through my hair. After a few times of this, I took my pigtails out and set the bands on the table behind the sofa. Kim set her book down and just spent the next few whiles playing with my hair while I closed my eyes and practically purred.

"I love you, Kimmy," I said.

She paused before replying. "Th-thanks. I love you too, little squirt."

I opened my eyes and before I had really thought about it, said, "I'm in love with you, Kimmy!"

She froze, her face turning red. I was afraid I'd made a mistake, but she went back to playing with my hair and quietly asked, "Is that so? Um... like, how much in love? For how long?"

"I've known for like, a whole year. But I think it's been longer than that."

"Wow. So... I didn't want to say anything, but since you did, I suppose I can, too. Because, uh... I've been in love with you since the first time I babysat you."

"Really? I was still 8 at the time."

She blushed. "Uh, yeah. I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to make things weird between us. I was happy just spending time with you."

"Ah, is that why you refused the raise Mom and Dad wanted to give you?"

"Yeah. Would've offered to do it for free, but I thought that might sound weird to them."

"Oh cuz you didn't want them to think you were some kind of weirdo, right?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Probably a good idea, that kind of worry is why they went with you anyway. You're a girl, and you're so bookish they figured you were safe and wouldn't touch me in naughty places without my say-so."

She started to look uncomfy again, so I said, "You know, I touch myself down there. It feels really nice. If you wanted to touch me there, I'd like that. When I look at you, it makes me want to touch myself down there."

Kimmy's face turned even redder, but she smiled and looked at me thoughtfully, running her finger over my forehead. "You're certain you'd be cool with us doing sexy things together? I wouldn't want you to feel pressured or obligated. It's your body, and what you want done with it is far more important than what anyone else wants to do with it, no matter who it is."

"Yeah, I know. Mama told me about that. She tells me it a lot. I don't think she thought I'd realize it meant I could let someone do stuff with me if I wanted, though. But when I touch myself, it feels amazing, and so I want to know what it'd feel like with someone else doing it. And since I love you, I want you to do sex stuff with me. If you want to, of course."

"Well," she looked around at the dark curtains, probably thinking like I was, that nobody would see or hear us. The AC was on, so the windows were all closed. The curtains were also closed. "I have been thinking about doing things with you for a long time, Anna. I've had lots and lots of orgasms thinking about you. Do you know what an orgasm is?"

"Yeah, it was part of the sex talk Mama gave me. It's what touching myself ends up doing for me. When the heavy breathing becomes a kind of seizure that makes me scream into a pillow. Is that right?"

"Yes, that's an orgasm alright. So... you want to sit on my lap?"

I practically jumped up in my excitement, at first sitting on her lap normally. But then she said, "No, I was going to suggest we kiss, and it would work better if you were turned around." So I turned around, straddling her lap like it was a toy horsey, and I liked it a lot.

"You're sure your parents didn't leave any cameras behind to monitor me, make sure I behave?"

"Well, they used to, for the first year. I kept finding the cameras. But I never told them, and never gave any indication I noticed them. But then they stopped. I looked all over for the next year and never found any. They trust you."

"You're certain?"

"Yes, absolutely. My parents have never been able to hide anything from me. I always find anything they hide. I even know where all Mommy's hidden sex toys are. And I always check before you come, just in case."

"Well in that case," she said, taking off her glasses and putting them on the table behind the sofa before running a finger along my jaw, then leaning forward and kissing me on the lips, one hand gently holding my head in place. I felt fluttery in my tummy, in a good way, and tingly between my legs. It felt right, this kiss. I leaned forward, into the kiss, my hands around her neck. I felt her tongue poke my lips, and knew she was trying to adult kiss me, so I opened my mouth. It was very surprising, when her tongue came into my mouth and wrestled with my own smaller tongue. Her mouth smelled and tasted of peppermint breath mints, and I suddenly felt silly for not doing the same. My own mouth surely tasted like pizza, still. But if it bothered her, she didn't say anything.

The kiss excited me, but my body started to relax and go limp, even though my breathing was faster and felt funny in my chest. It felt weird, but good. Kimmy repositioned herself so she could lie down on the sofa, with me on top of her. Her hand at my head moved down my neck and to my shoulder, slipping under my dress to my shoulder blade. Then she couldn't go any farther, since my dress was a one-piece. Instead, she grabbed my shoulder strap and started to move it down, like she was seeing if I'd object. Since I didn't, she slipped it down. Guessing what she was doing, I slipped that arm out of my dress, then did the other side as well, so my dress was slouching enough that my chest was bared.

Kim's hands explored my back as we continued to kiss. My own hands pushed her bangs back, then clutched her face before I started tracing the edges of her ears with my fingers. She enjoyed this so much that for a moment, she could not concentrate on the kiss. That's when I got my idea.

Gently pulling out of the kiss, I began to kiss and lick her ears, and suck on her earlobes. She responded to this so strongly that you'd think I'd touched her clit, not her ear. (Yes, I know what a clit is; Mom's sex talk was very thorough. She believes you should not lie or withhold vital information about sex from kids.)

After several minutes, I sat up for a slight break, and took that chance to pull my sundress over my head, as there was no way Kimmy would ever get it off going the other direction. So there I was in bare feet and panties, my crotch on hers, though she was still fully dressed.

"What're you up to now," she purred questioningly at me.

"I'm gonna help you out of that blouse. You really shouldn't do sex in your school uniform, you know. You're lucky you didn't get any pizza on it."

True to my word, I began unbuttoning her white school blouse, slowly revealing a white bra underneath. She sat up a moment to help get it out from under her, then tossed it aside carelessly. She stayed sitting up slightly, reaching around behind herself and helping guide my hands, teaching me how to unclasp a girl's bra, which was a very important lesbian lesson. When I got the last clasp off, her bra almost fell off right there, but Kimmy held her arms forward for me to pull it off the rest of the way.

Seeing her breasts, I froze in awe. After so long trying to picture what they looked like, there they were. Her breasts were slightly paler than the rest of her skin, but it was clear she didn't sun tan, since there were no tan lines. One was ever so slightly bigger than the other, and both were probably several handfuls for my small hands. They were also very pert, and her nipples were already very hard. I know because I was running my hands over her breasts, and when I got to her nipples, I played with them with my fingers for a bit.

Kim closed her eyes with a small smile when I did that, and it sounded like she really enjoyed it. So I kept it up, rolling the nipples between my fingers, pinching them a little, sometimes rubbing them in an up-and-down motion. Then I got an idea and while I did that, I leaned forward and kissed her chest. I kissed a trail down her chest and along her breasts, to their sides and their undersides, just kissing wherever on her beautiful breasts I felt like kissing.

She ran her hands along my chest, too, but she was too distracted by my attentions on her to do much. I liked what she could do, though; it felt nice. Kimmy got even more distracted when I began to run my little tongue along the aureola around one of her nipples. I did that for a little bit, then I licked the nipple itself. She breathed in so strongly that I grinned and decided to go all the way; I sucked her nipple into my mouth and began suckling it and working on it with my tongue like I expected milk to come out of it. None did, of course, but a girl can dream.

I worked that nipple hard, and Kim's breath was getting more and more labored. She kept making little moans and squeals of delight. When her excitement began to wane on that nipple, I went over to the other one, giving it my full attention, while my right hand massaged the first breast, feeling its firm fullness and plumpness in my hand. I don't know about Kim, but my own pussy was hot and tingly with excitement, so much so that I pushed her skirt up and began to dry-hump her bare leg.

After a minute or two of that, Kim got my attention and I dropped the tit out of my mouth. "What?"

"If you're feeling that excited, Anna, maybe I could do something about it."

"Like what?"

She set me back down on the sofa and stood up, slipping out of her skirt and panties as she did. I took the opportunity to slip out of my own panties as well. She reached into her bag and searched around for a bit. When she stood back up and turned around, she had in her hand a strange device that looked a little like an old hand-held microphone, but wasn't.

"What's that?"

"It's a fun thing for us girls to use, called a Hitachi Magic Wand. Oh good, you took your panties off. Okay, lie down and I'll show you why it's such a fun toy."

I layed down on my back and watched Kim as she sat down at my feet and turned the thing on. It made a funny buzzing noise. "It's a vibrator, and it has some very fun effects on certain portions of the anatomy."

She spread my legs a bit, but then looked things over and rearranged herself and me so that I was on her lap again, this time lying down face-up. My top side was supported by pillows, while my butt was on her legs. I wasn't sure what she had planned. I watched with intense curiosity as she got everything in position. The buzzing wand thingy she put against the topmost part of my pussy mound. It was nowhere near my clitty, but I almost lost all control of my body all the same. She giggled, and continued to move the vibrator around my pussy mound as I melted in place, my eyes closed and my mouth open in bliss. Then it got even better, when she apparently leaned over and began to suck on my puffy little nipples.

I thought I was gonna get overwhelmed! Between my nipples being sucked on, and the magic wand inching ever closer to my clit, I was in Heaven. I was also starting to feel very wet in my pussy. Luckily, I knew from Mom's sex talk that I hadn't peed, it was my vagina wetting itself with natural lube.

When the vibrator finally got to my clit, I spasmed and shouted on the initial contact. Then I started to breathe harder than I could remember doing in my life, but it felt AMAZING! I clutched the cushions like I was hanging on for dear life, and Kim had to use one arm to hold my legs down. And then I grabbed a pillow and put it over my face because I could feel - OH MY GOD!!!! I screamed into the pillow louder than I'd ever done before.

But it wasn't over. The wand thing was still on my clit, and I felt the pressure building again. I idly noticed I was no longer on Kim's lap or on the pillows. I looked up and saw Kim between my legs. I then felt her licking my pussy while the wand was still buzzing my clit. The way she was licking, you'd think it was ice cream coming out of my pussy!

I stopped noticing that really quickly, though, because I had to scream into the pillow again, my whole body feeling like it was being electrocuted, but in a good way. It's no wonder some people call the clit a 'pleasure button,' it's like God gave us girls a button where the more you push it, the more flippin amazing you feel!

After the third orgasm, I moaned that I'd had enough, and the magic wand thing left, the buzzing noise shutting off. I felt Kim cuddle up next to me on the sofa and take me in her arms. I looked at her face, the bottom half of which was red and wet.

"So, you had a lot of fun, Anna?"

"Yes, a lot! That was amazing!"

"Cool. And you taste just as good as I thought you would. Better, even!"

"Oh, are you the Big Bad Wolf, eating little girls?"

"Yes, I am. I'll eat you right up!" She mimed eating my arm, and I fake-protested, giggling. She did it for a little while longer, then stopped before I could laugh too hard.

When I was done laughing, Kim asked me, "Hey Anna, may I make some suggestions? You can pick one of them, or none. I just want you to listen."

"Okay, sure."

"Well, there are a number of things girls can do together. When I was licking your pussy, that's called 'eating you out.' I could also use my fingers on your clit, or even put them in your pussy. Fingers in your pussy is called 'finger banging.' And I have another sex toy called a dildo, that I could put in your pussy."

"What's a dildo?"

"It's like an artificial penis. It's basically anything roughly penis-shaped that you stick in your pussy. My first dildo was a peeled carrot."

"Putting food in your pussy?"

"Yeah. Good thing about carrots, wash them off when you're done and you can eat them. But the dildo in my bag is silicone. Which is a little like rubber, but smooth."

"But if we're lesbians, why would we want a fake penis down there?"

She shrugged. "Well, for one, you don't have to be straight or bi to like having a dildo in your pussy. There are straight men who like having dildos in their ass, and they're not gay."

"Butt stuff? The butt is a sexy place?"

"It can be. Some people like the sensation of it. Men, especially; they've got this thing called a prostate that, if it gets pushed on from inside the butthole, feels great to them. And anyway, not everybody who has a penis is a boy. Some girls have penises. I'm friends with a few of them online."

"Girls with penises?"

"Yeah. They can't get pregnant, but they're still girls. They look like girls, act like girls, and feel like girls in their hearts and souls and minds, so they're girls. Besides which, a dildo isn't much different than having fingers up there; just longer and thicker. But if you're not ready for that, that's totally cool. You should probably work your way up to that, come to think of it. I did."

"Hmm... so you want to know if I want to do one of those things you told me about?"

"Yeah. Like, for instance, depending on your level of bravery, I could either teach you how to do stuff to someone's pussy with your fingers, or how to eat out a pussy."

"Well... I dunno about eating you out yet. But I do want to see your pussy, Kimmy."

"It's ready whenever you are," she said, pointing downward.

I looked at her nude cunny, then scooted down to get a closer look. "I thought girls started growing hair down there when they hit puberty?"

"They do. I just shave."

"You shave your cunny? Like Daddy shaves his beard?"

"Yes, a bit like that."

I tried to imagine her cunny all hairy. "I would have liked to have seen that," I said. She chuckled. "Well if I don't shave for a week or so, you'll be able to see it all hairy. Would you like that?"

"Yes, I would. But I like it like this, too. Can I poke around down there?"

"Go ahead, but here, I can help you." She put her hands on her pussy lips and pulled them apart. With a free finger, she pointed out things like where her clit was, and her labia and stuff. I was fascinated; I'd seen my own in the mirror, badly, and I'd seen the drawn ones Mom showed me, but I'd never seen anybody else's for real. It was a lot more red and fleshy than I'd thought it would be. The red, fleshy bit was growing out of the part I normally thought of as a pussy. Kimmy said that was the labia. I asked her what it did, but she didn't know.

I reached a hand forward and touched her clit, rubbing on it with help from Kimmy. It felt nice; warm, and moist. It smelled, too, but I liked the smell. I'd heard someone once say it smelled fishy, but I didn't think it smelled a darn thing like fish. It sure didn't smell like anything I could identify, either. Just nice.

As I rubbed on her clit, I had a thought, and asked, "You ever done things with other girls before?"

"Yeah. Just once, though. I was 13, and my older sister Jia came back from college for Thanksgiving. She caught me watching her masturbate through the keyhole, and instead of freaking out, she took me inside, asked me some questions. When I told her I'd only ever ben interested in girls, she told me she was bisexual, and taught me a few things about lesbian sex."

"Wow, your sister taught you? Like, did you two have full blown sex?"

She shrugged. "Yeah. But we never did again, even when she visited again. For her, it was just a means to an end; she didn't want to make a habit of fucking her little sister. Which was a disappointment for me, but I'll manage."

"You want to have sex with your sister?"

"Yeah, I do. I know it's weird, but hey, I'm weird. Anyway, that's never going to happen. and anyway, I'm in love with you, and you're in love with me, so I'm happy."

She readjusted my fingers, then, concentrating on the task of teaching me what to do. After a few minutes, I must have been getting the hang of it, because her own fingers wandered off to play with her breasts, and she was leaning her head back and closing her eyes and breathing all hard like I'd done earlier. Only difference was, it was taking her longer to 'get there' than it had for me. Of course, I'd had the magic wand and Kim's tongue on my special bits, so I wasn't really surprised.

Deciding to be braver, I leaned forward without interrupting my finger movements, and planted litle kisses on her pubic mound. This got an immediate pleasant reaction out of Kimmy, of a gasp and heavier breathing, as well as her back arching momentarily.

"Mmmm... yesss, kiss me down there with your little lips," she moaned.

My kisses had started out as pecks, but I started letting my lips linger, and I even started to do the kind of kissing that often leaves hickeys. I figure nobody's gonna see a hickey if it's down there, unless they're doing something with her like I was now. Kim really seemed to like this, so I kept it up for a while.

But then I got adventurous again, and started licking her pubic mound. Then inching down to the part that was wet, and tasting her juices. It was weird but yummy, so I licked more up, which made Kimmy wriggle around and arch her back and moan and stuff. I wasn't even touching her clitty with my tongue yet! Just my fingers. Which was a bit more difficult than I had thought, it was hurting my hand, and also I had to spit a little on her clit now and then to keep it lubed, since it was better than stopping the rhythm to get a finger-full of her own juices.

Then I got really adventurous and put my tongue inside her vagina as far as it could go, continuing to lap up her juices. That put her over the edge, cuz she had to scream into a pillow, and her whole body shook. I didn't stop, since she hadn't earlier, since I knew now girls can have multiple orgasms.

I also put the first two fingers of my left hand into her vagina, which I could tell she liked. I was surprised to find there was more room, so I put my ring finger in too, and then my pinky. And then, I thought Why not put my whole hand in there, since I think I can make it fit. So I did. It was a tight squeeze, but there was plenty of lube there, so I did manage to get my whole hand in there. And once I got my knuckles in there, the rest was easy, until even my wrist was inside her. I felt a heady sense of accomplishment at this, especially when her vagina clenched around my hand and her body shook with another orgasm. One that didn't let up as quickly as the other. It went on for almost 15 whole seconds before stopping! I pulled my hand out gratefully, glad it wasn't gonna get stuck.

I was going to keep going on her clitty, but her hand stopped me. I looked up curiously.

"Enough. That one was... intense. Best one... had in... months."

I shrugged, and licked my hand clean. But it wasn't enough, so I got up and went to the bathroom to wash my hands, before going back to the living room to lay on top of her. She looked beat.

"I only gave you two orgasms. You gave me three. Doesn't seem fair, Kimmy; why'd you stop me?"

"Oh honey," she said, stroking my hair, "that's because the second one you gave me was worth two, maybe three orgasms on its own, it was so intense."

"Really? Did I do something extra awesome?"

"Yes, you did. You came up with fisting all on your own without being told about it."

"Fisting?"

"Well yeah, you put your whole fist inside me. Hence the name."

I nodded. "I get it. Good name."

"How'd you think of that, anyway?"

"Oh, well, you said fingers could go up there, and dildos and veggies and stuff, and well, there was a lot of room for my fingers down there. So much that I thought I might as well try my fist, too. It was a tight squeeze, but there was lots of lube."

She ruffled my hair. "Well that was a stroke of brilliance on your part. I'd only ever heard of fisting before; it wasn't one of the things Jia taught me. I'd only heard of it online, didn't know I'd be into it." Kim pulled me closer and we cuddled for a long time. Silently, at first, but then I felt like breaking the silence.

"I really like doing sex things with you, Kimmy. I want to do it again some time. But I think that's enough for today, and also I wanted to ask... are we girlfriends now?"

"Well you're in love with me, and I'm in love with you. Do you want to be girlfriends?"

"Yes. The lesbian kind, as well as the non-lesbian kind."

She chuckled. "Sure thing, little squirt."

"So does that mean we can do other girlfriend stuff together, too?"

"Yes, it does. What kinds of things would you like to do?"

"Maybe we could go to the movies sometime? Or things like going shopping together, or just kissing without doing sex stuff too. And whatever else girlfriends do with each other."

"We could ask your parents if we could go to the movies sometime. They might welcome some time alone together where they don't have to go out of the house, for once. And we've done stuff outside of your place before."

"Could we ever go to your place?"

"Possibly. Oh, but it would be fun to have you in my room when my parents are out, to use all my toys on you."

"What if they caught us, though?"

"I doubt that. My mom caught me masturbating once, she never comes in now unless I open the door first, and neither of my parents know anything about how to do hidden cameras or microphones. And all my other siblings are moved out of the house."

"Except that Jia visits sometimes, right?"

She nodded.

"I wonder if Jia likes little girls..."

"I don't know. She was all business when she taught me the ropes, didn't seem to get much out of it. Probably not, little squirt. Besides, I don't want to share you with anyone. I want you all to me, for as long as you want to be with me, too."

"Oh I wouldn't do anything with anyone else unless you wanted to watch us or something."

She smiled, but sat up. "Well, we should both get cleaned up and dressed again, if we're not going to do any more sexy fun times tonight. We can still cuddle after, though."

And we did indeed clean up and get dressed, and then cuddle while we watched movies on Netflix. Occasionally we copped a feel on each other, but went no farther. And when my bedtime came, and she tucked me in, I asked her a question.

"Will you bring more toys next time? I want to find out what others are like."

"Sure thing, little squirt. I got a few such things from my sister, in fact. Like a strap-on dildo. I think it has enough notches that you could wear it, too."

"What, so we can pretend to be girls with penises and fuck each other with it?"

"Exactly."

"Sounds like fun! You should definitely bring it next time."

She grinned, said goodnight, and kissed me on the head. Then she left the room so I could sleep. But I wasn't sleepy. Instead, I thought about what we'd done together, and imagined other things we might do later, and touched myself until I had to scream into my pillow. Only then did I get sleepy and drift off, where I had very fun dreams indeed.

~~The End~~