Date: Tue, 26 Feb 2002 18:38:47 EST
From: Chta919@aol.com
Subject: School Play

Copyright 2002 by Cheryl Taggert
All rights reserved except as noted in submission guidelines of Nifty.org

While some stories I have written are based on actual events, the
following is a work of fiction. If you find stories about sexual contact
between adult females and young females below the age of 14
objectionable, YOU ARE IN THE WRONG PLACE. You have been forewarned.
This story contains descriptions of explicit sexual contact between women
and young girls and is meant solely for the enjoyment of its readers,
both male and female.

To the readers: If you like my story, let me know and I will send future
installments, as I am working on a full length book, of which this is the
first chapter. Don't be shy! I especially would like to hear from other
females, as I thought I was the only girl in the world who got turned on
by these stories. It is good to not be alone in your fantasies!

Bye,
Cheryl


	Susan felt that this summer vacation would be the best one she
would ever have.  She had decided long ago to see just how decadent she
could be, and the results were, so far, making her life wonderful.  She had
been sexually precocious for as long as she could remember.  She would
slide down the poles on the jungle gym at school and feel the sensation on
her very young pussy.  That was in first grade.  By the time she was in
third grade, she was already masturbating, although orgasms had as yet
eluded her at that young age.  She became known in her neighborhood as the
girl to ask about such things, and it had led to its share of games.  Games
that usually ended up with her and the others naked and playing all kinds
of sex games.
	She had shown her friend Heather how to masturbate when they were
nine.  Heather was as sexually adventurous as she had been.  And Heather
had shown her gratitude for the next three years in their times together.
In fact, they had had their first orgasms together in a mutual masturbation
fest.  Heather's had been the first pussy she had tasted, as hers had been
Heather's first.  By the age of ten they would spend the night with each
other and lay awake in bed long into the night, rubbing, humping, kissing,
and forming a sweet 69, which Susan had learned about by sneaking and
watching one of her parents` videos.  In fact, she and Heather would get it
on with each other whenever the opportunity presented itself.
	It was at the school`s end-of-the-year picnic just today that they
had sneaked off to find a shady spot in the woods to have a little sex
session.  It was then they had been caught by Miss Simmons.  At first they
were mortified.  Pictures of their parents' shock and anger at what their
little girls had been caught doing had filled their minds.  But, as it was,
things turned out very differently.  Now they had a club.  A Secret Club.
She and Heather had even decided on a name for the club.  "The Secret
Society of the Pussycats Club," of course.

	Susan had been sitting with Heather watching the other seventh
graders kicking a soccer ball, throwing a Frisbee, and just running around.
She was bored.
	"Hey, where can we go to be alone?" Heather had nearly read her
thoughts.
	"Maybe we could just sneak away for a little while.  That would
suit me just fine."
	"Okay.  Let's do it.  I want to lick you, and I certainly can't do
that here."
	The words made Susan wet.  Her pussy began to tingle gently with
the anticipation of getting away alone with Heather.
	As they snuck away from the others, they didn't notice Miss
Simmons, their teacher, watching them.  She had been observing the young
girls and wondered just how close their friendship truly was.  She was 23
now, in her first year of teaching, but when she had been the girls' age,
she had a friend that she enjoyed playing adult games with.  These two
seemed to be just as close as she and Lisa had been.  When she watched them
furtively sneaking their way into the woods, she was sure of it.  They were
going off to be alone, and not just to talk, she guessed.  They could have
done that almost anywhere on the field where the teachers could see them.
These girls were going off to do things far from the prying eyes of adults.
	The thought of her and Lisa surfaced as it did often.  She suddenly
felt a stirring deep in her pussy that she recognized as an itch that would
need to be scratched.  She was the only woman she knew, except Lisa of
course, who would qualify as a pedophile.  Luckily, Lisa worked as another
seventh grade teacher at the school as well.  They both still longed for
the taste of sweet young pussy, the younger the better.  They were always
on the lookout for young girls to teach more than math or science to.  She
decided to follow the girls to make sure that was what they were up to,
although she was sure that it was.  She told Lisa that she would be back
after checking something out.  Lisa must have seen the girls too, for she
just nodded and smiled, whispering a quick, "Good luck!"
	Susan and Heather ducked into the cover of the trees and looked
back to see if they'd been seen.  They saw nobody looking in their
direction.  Miss Simmons seemed to be walking their way, but she stopped to
speak to a group of boys who were playing a bit too roughly.  Satisfied
they had escaped notice, they began to walk farther into the woods to find
the privacy they longed for.
	On the way to follow the girls, Miss Simmons stopped for a moment
to speak to some boys who were rough-housing.  She then began to make her
way toward the place in the woods where the two girls had entered the shady
covering.
	Susan and Heather had walked maybe fifty yards into the woods when
they encountered a small clearing.  A lean-to had been constructed,
probably by some boys, over against a large oak tree.  It seemed like a
perfect place to have some private fun.  Quickly they shed their clothing
and lay in the bed of straw that covered the area beneath the lean-to.
	"You think anyone will miss us?" asked Heather.
	"I doubt it.  Everyone is playing too hard, and Miss Simmons didn't
even see us leave.  Now come closer."
	The girls began to kiss with a passion that most thirteen-year-olds
have never known.  Their tongues entwined and their hands began to explore
each other's breasts.  Their tiny nipples atop their small breasts hardened
into puckered nubs instantly as they began to knead what titties they each
had.
	Susan moved her face down toward Heather's titty.  Her small breast
was very rounded for a thirteen-year-old's.  She had a small pink nipple
that Susan found totally exciting.  She began to suck as Heather lay back
to let the adult feeling of sexual excitement wash over her.  Susan took
the small tit into her mouth, licking all of it as the small orb of flesh
disappeared into her mouth.  Susan's hand moved down to the other girl's
mound, which was barely covered by an extremely thin down of hair that
seemed to concentrate itself in a slim line along her pussy slit.  It was a
light brown color, slightly darker than the blond hair on her head, and
Susan never tired of playing her fingers through the wispy pubic hairs.
	This she did just before laying her middle finger across the slit
to part the soft lips that hid Heather's budding womanhood.  Once there,
her finger knew instinctively what to do.  She and Heather had been lovers
for three years now, and the familiarity with each other's bodies allowed
them to satisfy each other completely.  Her finger moved in gentle circles,
coaxing the tiny nub of her clitoris into attention.  Her little girl
juices were already flowing, as were Susan's.  She tenderly speared the
girl's pussy with her finger, while laying her palm across the mound to
massage the slit into further excitement.
	It was this sight that greeted Jennifer Simmons as she approached
the clearing.  Looking at the foot of the oak tree, she saw the girls'
garments in a heap.  She could see the lower half of their bodies, but not
their faces, so she couldn't tell who was doing the fingering and who was
being fingered.  All she knew was that it made her as hot as a pizza oven.
Her pussy had begun to moisten when she started following the girls; this
put her into full-fledged horniness.
	As she watched the hand of one of the girls massage and finger the
other girl`s sweet, young pussy, Jennifer began to rub her hands over her
body quietly.  She longed to join them, but was afraid of frightening them
and causing them to stop what they were doing.  She wanted them to continue
more than anything else right now.  The show itself was more than she had
hoped for.  She felt if they were caught too soon, not only would she not
be able to coax them into joining her and Lisa for more fun, but they might
become so scared that they would accept the risk of getting in trouble.
She would have to play this carefully, catching them after she herself had
cum.  At least she could guarantee herself that much.
	Unbuckling her belt quietly, she pushed her hand down toward the
mound that was screaming for attention.  It wouldn't take her long, she
thought to herself.  She hadn't seen young girls together in a long time,
and the vision that was before her now had her hotter than she had been in
a long time.
	Reaching in, she began to massage her now soaking pussy mound,
concentrating on the clit for maximum stimulation.  As she rubbed herself
into a sexual frenzy, she watched the girls playing with each other's
pussy.  A hand was now at each of the pussies.  A tiny titty was now in
view as well.  Jennifer Simmons just stood there, her hand at her creamy
cunt and her eyes on the girls' nearly hairless mounds.  Fingers were going
in and out of all three.
	Unaware of their voyeur, Heather had started to finger Susan as
well, but she wanted more.  She wanted to lick Susan's sweet little pussy,
and she meant to do just that.  She loved the fresh taste of Susan's tiny
slit.  She began to move her body around so that her head was at Susan's
hips.  As she did this, she froze, seeing Miss Simmons.  She was utterly
terrified at the prospect of what would now happen.  The whole school would
know.  Her parents would know.  She would probably be sent to some juvenile
delinquents' home or something.
	Susan noticed her sudden attitude and body language.  Heather had,
for some reason, suddenly lost all interest in their little play time.
Looking at Heather, she suddenly knew they'd been caught.  She turned her
head, and what greeted her was indeed shocking, but for entirely different
reasons.
	For a split second, she, too, had spun an entire play of events
that caused her incredible anguish.  But then she saw what Heather, in her
terror, had not seen yet.  Miss Simmons was masturbating.  The entire scene
of having realized they were caught had lasted perhaps only two seconds.
Miss Simmons had obviously been masturbating while watching them get it on.
Her hand was still down the front of her unclasped pants, and her eyes, for
the moment, were closed in ecstasy.  Susan smiled at this knowledge.  Miss
Simmons was getting very close to coming herself, excited at the sight of
her and Heather getting it on.
	"Don't worry," Susan said.  "Look down at her hand."
	Heather's jaw dropped as she noticed what Susan already had.  The
realization dawned on the two girls that they had each other in a sort of
Mexican stand-off.  Miss Simmons couldn't tell on them because they would
tell on her as well.  Their sudden mutual masturbation society had become a
mutual blackmail society as well.
	The thought of Miss Simmons watching them and masturbating caused
an entirely knew sensation to pass through the girls.  Suddenly, they
wanted to know what an older woman's pussy was like...how it tasted, how
it felt...everything.
	Miss Simmons opened her eyes and saw that the girls had noticed
her.  She noticed the girls were looking at the area where her hand was
still pressed against her mound.  She had not intended to get caught, of
course, but the fact that they had all seen each other involved in acts
they shouldn't have been was serendipitous.  Jennifer realized she could
use it to get the girls into a little secret club where only the girls,
Lisa, and she were the members.  Although masturbation was not something
she could be fired for, doing so while watching two of her
thirteen-year-old female students was.  Yes, it may indeed have been a
fortunate occurrence.  It forced all of their hands, she thought, smiling
at the pun.
	"Well, I guess we caught each other red-handed, so to speak," she
said to the naked girls.  The girls grinned.  Yes, they certainly
understood the implications, and both seemed okay with the idea.  In fact,
they seemed positively delighted.  And why shouldn't they be?  Nobody was
going to get into trouble here, only into each others' pussies.
	Jennifer walked over to where the young girls sat beneath the
lean-to and sat down beside them after pulling her pants and panties to her
knees.  She delighted in the way the two girls stared at her full-grown
pussy.
	"I figured since you showed me yours, I would show you mine,"
Jennifer laughed, recalling the age-old line from childhood.  "So what all
have you two done before?"
	"Everything," said Susan.
	"Do you know what all that includes?" Jennifer asked, wondering if
the girls had enjoyed oral sex.
	"What do you think it means?" asked Heather.
	"Does the student want a teacher?  Okay.  To me it means kissing,
touching, fingering, and licking pussies and titties, and maybe some things
I haven`t even thought of yet."
	The girls nodded.  "Yeah, we've done those things," said Susan.
"Have you?"
	Jennifer looked into the girls' eyes.  "Since around the time you
were born," she said, knowing they knew her age and would do the math.
This would tell them she had been just like they were.
	"But you would have been only eleven when we were born," said
Heather.  "Were you our age?"
	"As a matter of fact, I was thirteen when I had my first sex with a
girl.  I had been masturbating even before then.  I had my first orgasm
when I was nine.
	The girls were in awe of her.  They had never thought that anyone
else could be like they were.  It was typical of the age.  Jennifer called
it the "nobody is like me" stage kids go through.
	"Well, girls, I didn't mean to interrupt you, and we do have to be
getting back soon.  Care to continue?"
	"Let's make a chain," Heather suggested.  The daisy chain seemed
just fine with Susan as well.
	Miss Simmons lifted her top and bra to expose her breasts.  "First,
you two get one each," she said, and the girls dived for the adult titties
with relish.
	Small mouths clamped onto the swollen nipples, sucking and licking
fervently.  Miss Simmons lay back and let the girls have their time with
her tit flesh.  She continued stroking her fiery pussy as they did, nearly
reaching orgasm several times, but holding off until they could become more
intimate.
	Soon the girls were eager to try her pussy, so she let them devour
it, licking and sucking the adult mound while they fingered their own
pussies in the intense excitement.  Miss Simmons came then, unable to hold
it back.  Their pretty little mouths exciting her in ways that she had only
dreamed of since she was their age.  Finally, Miss Simmons suggested they
begin their daisy chain so they could all come and get back to the school
yard before they were missed.
	Each of the two young girls lay on their sides, Susan's mouth to
Heather's as Heather reached for her teacher's larger pussy.
Jennifer--Miss Simmons forever to the children--began to lick and suck
Susan's sweet, tender young pussy like a starving baby at her mother's
breast.  She licked all around the tiny folds of skin, popping the small
nub of a clit into her drooling mouth and sucking it.
	Miss Simmons felt Heather's fingers exploring her larger and
hairier cunt.  She managed to get three fingers into her steaming vagina,
and began to pump away while her little mouth and tongue glued themselves
to the frothy cunt.  She sure knows what she's doing, thought Jennifer
Simmons as her body was wracked with yet another orgasm.
	Her own mouth explored Susan's tight pussy.  She was able to cover
the entire slit with her mouth and push her tongue into the young girl's
sexual orifice.  The little pussy was nearly hairless, and the cum juices
were intoxicatingly sweet, like fresh honey straight from the hive.  She
felt Susan began to stiffen and push her hips toward the endless onslaught
of Miss Simmons's mouth, lips, and tongue.  She knew the little girl was
going to cum, and she renewed her efforts to get the precious
thirteen-year-old over the hump to a mind blasting orgasm.  She sensed the
same reactions from Heather.  Her little body was reacting to Susan's
ministrations as well, building toward the inevitable wash of wave after
wave of cumming.
	Soon, all three had finished cumming, the two thirteen-year-old
nubile nymphs and the twenty-three-year-old seductress.  She was happy that
Heather needed no instruction in the practice of pussy licking.  She had
done a marvelous job of making her teacher come, not once, but twice more.
But all good things must end, and it was important that they all return to
the school yard.
	The most important thing now was to make sure they weren't seen by
anyone.  It wouldn't be good if they were seen leaving the woods.
Questions would be asked, and the only plausible story Miss Simmons could
come up with was that the girls were interested in the flora of the woods
and she had gone out there with them during the picnic to take the
opportunity to teach them about the environment.  While she would certainly
be believed, it would cause people to notice if she were spending any extra
time with the girls, which she sincerely hoped she could do without being
caught.  Spending too much time with the girls in the woods could look
suspicious, even though a female pedophile was rare.  Of course what the
administration of this school didn't know was that there were two of them
on the faculty.  And Jennifer intended to include Lisa as much as possible
as well.
	"Won't Miss Taylor notice you were gone for so long?" Susan asked.
	"Don't you worry about Miss Taylor."  Again she looked at the girls
as if imparting a wonderful secret.  "Just who do you think I did these
things with when I was your age?"
	Both girls stopped in their tracks, shocked again.
	"You mean you and Miss Taylor--?"
	"That's exactly what I mean.  In fact, we share a condo, which has
two bedrooms only to make people think we sleep in separate rooms.  We
don't, of course.  I use one of the rooms to keep my belongings in just to
fool people.  I am certain she will want to join our little club as well.
But, of course you understand that there can never be a word about this to
anyone.  She and I would go to jail, and you could both end up in a reform
school for girls.  And while some of the things that go on there would
please you, many of them wouldn't."
	"Don't worry, Miss Simmons.  We would never tell a soul.  It would
ruin our club meetings."  Both the girls laughed at this statement by
Heather, and Miss Simmons joined in the laughter.
	As they approached the edge of the woods that led out again onto
the school yard, they looked toward the playing children and Miss Taylor.
Susan and Heather saw her in a different light now.  They felt like a part
of a conspiratorial group.  And the idea that Miss Taylor may not guess
that they knew was exciting as well.  It was like an extra secret that
would last until Miss Simmons told her life-long friend and lover.
	Deciding the coast was clear, Miss Simmons suggested they go ahead
and exit the woods.  She had told them what their story would be if they
were seen.  It wouldn't do to have them all telling different versions if
they were questioned.
	As it turned out, Lisa Taylor was the only one who saw them.  Her
pussy began to dance as she realized the chumminess of the group could only
mean one thing.  They had been gone far too long not to have had some fun
together, and Lisa was dying to try out the two young girls herself as soon
as she could get alone with them.  They were both very pretty girls,
reminding her of Jennifer and her when they were that age.  Of course they
were still very pretty at 23, but what they both wanted more than anything
was a young girl to whom they could teach everything about sex.  And now,
it appeared, they had two.

	Lisa watched as the two girls went off to play by themselves and
Jen came over to where she was standing.  When she got there, Lisa leaned
in a bit and sniffed.  Yes, it was true.  She could smell the scent of
young pussy on Jen's mouth and chin.  She had been standing there clenching
her thighs together, and the aroma of the little girl's pussy along with
the realization that she, too, would soon be enjoying the children made her
cum right in the middle of the school yard.  She reached out for Jen's
shoulder to steady herself as the orgasm peaked, then passed.  Jennifer, of
course, knew what was happening and allowed Lisa to finish before speaking.
	They were standing apart from the children, out of earshot, so Jen
could be free with her words.  "They were nude when I got to them.  They
are very experienced.  They caught me rubbing my pussy, and I caught them
in the middle of everything.  It worked out better than you can imagine.
They're calling this our secret little club."
	Lisa looked over at the girls now.  They were looking at her and
smiling.  Smiling with a knowledge that this was all about fun and keeping
secrets, and smiling at the knowledge that she, too, was a part of the
little club.  And then each girl lifted her little hand and waved
secretively, shy but excited smiles still plastered on their cherubic
faces.
	"I'm going to have to change my panties as soon as we get home."
	"So am I," Jennifer answered.

	Of course, Susan didn't know exactly what Miss Simmons and Miss
Taylor had said, but she knew what it was about.  And the look on Miss
Taylor's face had said she was, indeed, excited about the idea of their
little club.  She and Heather had watched the women talking, and Miss
Taylor had looked like she might cum.  Or maybe she had; Susan couldn`t
tell for sure.  Miss Taylor had made it a point to stop and speak with the
girls before they left school.
	"You won't tell?" she had asked quietly, assuring herself.
	"Not unless you do," had been Susan's reply.
	They had made a date to meet at the mall the next afternoon after
the adults had finished with their day's work at the school, finishing
everything up for the previous year and preparing for the coming year.  The
students last day was Tuesday, but the teachers had to work until Friday.
After that they would all have the entire summer and beyond to enjoy each
other.
	Now, though, Susan and Heather walked home together.
	"Maybe we could offer to help them put things away at school?  That
way we could have a whole day with them or something," said Heather.
	"Sure.  We can talk to them about it tomorrow afternoon.  How's
your little sister doing with her lessons?"
	Heather's little sister was a project for Heather.  For the past
month, she had been teaching the twelve-year-old about her pussy.
	"She's learning like a pro."
	"I want to try her soon.  You think we should include her in this?"
	"Not yet.  She might tell.  I had to spend a lot of time convincing
her not to tell Mom when she caught me playing with myself.  It was then I
got her involved.  But I sometimes don't trust her not to tell.  I mean,
she is my little sister.  It's dangerous her having something like that on
me, so I included her to make sure she doesn't tell."
	"Exactly.  And if she is a part of this, she won't tell either."
	"I don't think so, at least not yet, okay?  In the meantime, you
could have some fun with her, though."
	"I believe I will take you up on that."
	They were at Heather's house, and her little sister came out to
meet her.
	"Hi, Tina," Susan called.  She was practically in love with the
younger girl.  She was so pretty, with her long, thick blonde hair and dark
eyes.  She found she wanted her badly, even now after her afternoon of sex
with Heather and Miss Simmons.
	Heather looked at her as if she had lost her mind.  With her, of
course, her times with her sister were only about sex, but with Susan, it
was about more.  Susan seemed to be in love with her little sister Tina.
It was something that never ceased to amaze Heather that her best friend
could be in love with her little sister.
	As little Tina came out to greet the girls, she smiled at Susan.
She, too, had a crush on the older girl.  She knew that Susan and Heather
had sex together, and lately she had been wanting to join in, or maybe even
have some time alone with Susan.  She wondered if it would be any different
than with Heather.
	"I hate to interrupt this little happy time, but is Mom home?"
	"Nope.  She had an appointment she had to go to.  She said she'd be
home in time to cook supper."
	Susan looked at Heather.  "When is that, do you think?"
	Heather knew what Susan was thinking.  The truth was she did have
plenty of time if she wanted to have sex with her sister.  Heather wasn't
sure she wanted to join them, necessarily, but she wouldn't mind watching.
She was beginning to discover that she was quite a voyeur.  She looked at
Tina, who had a devilish look in her eyes.  The look said everything.  "She
won't be home for several hours.  Come on in; you can your mom and tell her
your at my house."  Susan and Tina smiled at each other as they all walked
into the house.

	"I need a shower," Jennifer Simmons declared upon entering the
condo she shared with Lisa.  "Join me?"
	"Are you kidding?  If I don't get my hands on your pussy soon, I am
going to die.  I love soaping it up.  You know that it drives me crazy."
	The two women shed their clothes and went into the bathroom.  Lisa
kissed Jennifer for maybe the hundredth time since they had left the
school.  The taste of Susan's pussy was still on her lips, and the flavor
made Lisa shiver with the anticipation not only of tonight with Jennifer,
but also their summer of fun that would follow with the two girls.  Lisa
recognized that this could last much longer than one summer.  And why
shouldn't it?  The girls would be at the school through their ninth grade
year--two more years to enjoy their soft, young bodies.
	Jen set the temperature of the water and stepped under the spray of
the shower head.  Lisa was right behind her.  The two women kissed
sensuously while hands began to explore soft womanly bodies with the ease
of those who knew their every crevice and point of pleasure.
	Lisa reached for the liquid soap, squirted some into her hands, and
began to massage Jen's pubic hair into a frothy mound of sexual tension and
suds.  Jen stood still while Lisa did this.  It was almost a ritual.  Lisa
would clean every nook and cranny of Jen's pussy, sometimes making her cum
in the process, and after rinsing the soap away, would sit on the tiny seat
in the bathtub and lick her pussy until she was unable to continue
standing.  The women would then finish bathing and return to the bed they
shared, or maybe the sofa in the living room, or even the kitchen table at
times, and make passionate love to one another until they were drained.
	Jennifer was the type of person who became more aroused the more
she came.  She had come three times with little Susan and Heather, and she
was beginning to get worked up again as Lisa began her caresses of the
mound where all the excitement lay.
	The memory of the two little girls fueled her desires, as they did
Lisa's, she was certain.  They had been all Lisa could talk about on the
way home.  Lisa had wanted to know everything.  How much pubic hair did
they have?  What were their titties like?  Did they have dark nipples or
lighter ones?  What had led up to the lovemaking?  She wanted all the
details, and it was a good thing Jen had done the driving, because Lisa's
hands had been occupied on the trip home.
	Lisa was in the process of rinsing the suds off of Jennifer's
freshly cleaned pussy.  She continued to kiss Jen's soft, full lips while
her hands played in the dark mass of pubic hair that covered her clean but
now creamy slit.  A finger found its way into Jen's vaginal opening,
pressing in and forward to massage the G-spot.  Jennifer began to moan with
the passion that Lisa's touch had ignited.  Her breathing became heavy, and
she could feel the fourth orgasm of the afternoon begin to rise in her
heated loins.
	The pressure was more than she could stand.  She came.  It was one
of those massive orgasms that made time seem to stand still.  An orgasm she
would remember for years, it was so good.  Her body shook, trembled,
convulsed.  Tears welled up and overflowed her eyelids, mixing with the
shower's spray.  Then Lisa was coaxing her cum-wracked body toward the far
end of the tub so she could sit and leisurely lick, suck, and devour
Jennifer's still throbbing pussy.
	Jennifer found herself wondering what the two young girls were
doing.  They would now be more than students of math and science.  They
would now become students of lesbian love.  What she didn't know was that
they had a student of their own.

	"Let's play Love Slave," said Susan, eyeing Tina.
	"How do you play?" asked Tina, immediately interested.
	"Well, I tell you things you have to do, and you do them.  It's
sort of like Truth or Dare, but you are my love slave and must fulfill all
my sexual wishes."
	"I'm not sure.  It sounds like fun, but maybe it isn`t so much fun.
Have you and Heather played that game before?"
	"Yes.  And it's lots of fun."
	"You sure it isn't just fun for you?  I want to cum too, you know."
	Lisa understood why the girl was reluctant.  She was not wanting to
be the one who only gave pleasure, but received it as well.  "No, it isn't
like that.  I am not the only one to have fun.  Sometimes I tell you to do
things with me.  That way it is fun for everyone involved.  Don't worry.
You'll cum."
	"Okay, what first?"  Tina was ready for the game.  She was
infatuated with Susan, and would have done anything to please her.  In a
way, it was a natural game for them to play.
	"First, you must be naked, Slave.  Take off your top."
	Tina did as she was told.  Her top came off and landed in a heap on
the floor of her and Heather's bedroom.
	"Now you bra.  I want to see your little titties."
	Tina removed the training bra that covered her size AA titties,
such as they were.  They were little more than nipples that had begun to
swell into the very beginnings of their maturity.
	Susan watched as the little bra came off of the tiny
twelve-year-old.  The nipples stood out, ready for sucking.  "Now, take off
your shorts."
	Tina complied.  Whisking the shorts off hurriedly, she exposed her
little girl panties.  They were pink with little roses on them in a
covering pattern.  Susan noticed that the little girl's hips had begun to
spread ever so slightly.
	"Now, your panties, Slave.  Then you can undress me."
	Tina pushed the panties down with a quick motion, stepping out of
them daintily.  She stood before Susan totally nude, her little girl body
exposed to Susan's lustful gaze.
	Tina shyly stepped over to Susan, who was already getting moist in
her small pussy.  Although she had known Heather for years, this was the
first time she had seen her little sister naked.  She wanted to kiss the
little girl right then and there, but she decided to wait to prolong the
anticipation.  Instead, she raised her hands toward the ceiling of the
girls' bedroom, allowing Tina to remove her top.
	Heather entered the room from the girls' bathroom and lay on the
girls' queen sized bed, watching Susan's seduction of her little sister.
She was already nude, having stripped in the bathroom after peeing and
wiping herself.  She didn't know what part she would play in Susan's game,
but she did know she was at least going to watch and masturbate herself to
orgasm.
	Tina was removing Susan's bra.  Her breath sucked into her lungs at
the sight of Susan's titties.  They were cone-shaped and capped by large
pink nipples that were perfect for sucking.  She started to bend down to
them, but Susan stopped her.
	"Not yet, Slave.  I want to be naked first."
	Reluctantly, but still wanting to see Susan naked for the first
time, Tina reached down to the shorts that Susan wore.  Unbuckling the belt
and unbuttoning the top, she unzipped them and stooped to pull them down.
While still on her knees, she reached up and drew the elastic waistband of
her panties down.  Susan stepped out of them and stood naked for Tina's
satisfaction.
	Tina stood up and looked into Susan's eyes.  "What now?" she asked
innocently.
	"What now, Master!" Susan commanded.  "You must always address me
as Master."
	Tina looked at Susan.  "Even when we aren't playing the game?" Tina
asked incredulously.  She didn't want to have to call Susan Master all the
time.  If that was so, she didn't want to play this game.  That could be
embarrassing.
	"No, silly!  Only for the game!"
	"Well, I didn't know.  You made it sound like I was supposed to
like always call you Master or something.  I didn't know."
	Susan looked and could see that her admonition had hurt Tina's
feelings.  Her eyes were beginning to tear up because she had been made to
feel stupid.  Tina's crush had made her emotions feel jumbled and twisted.
Susan's look softened.
	"No, Tina.  I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.  I was
just playing the game."
	Tina rubbed the tears away and looked at Susan.  Susan knew what
Tina needed, so she leaned forward and kissed the beautiful girl on the
lips, caressing Tina's tongue with her own.  When the kiss broke, she held
her naked body next to her own nudity.
	"Do you still want to play the game?" Susan asked Tina.
	"Sure, as long as I don't have to call you Master all the time!"
She began to giggle at the fun she was making at her own silliness.  She
could think about it now and see how ridiculous her fears had been
regarding that.

	The girls returned to their game while about two miles away, two
women were making love while thinking of the fun they would have with Susan
and Heather.

	"Yes, there!  Oh, God, Yes!" Jennifer said to Lisa, who was still
eating her lover's pussy in the shower.  Jen was shuddering what had become
a constant wave of orgasms throughout her body.  She could take it no more.
Turning, she shut off the spray of the shower and exited the tub, pulling
Lisa behind her.  They tumbled onto the bed and began seeking each other's
pussy flesh.  Jennifer was like a starving woman groping for the first meal
she'd had in a week.
	Burying her face into the sopping slit of Lisa's pussy, she turned
her body so Lisa could continue bringing her to mind-numbing waves of
orgasmic bliss.
	Lisa moaned into the wet flesh, licking the constant flow of pussy
juices into her waiting mouth.  Her tongue danced through the sensitive
folds of flesh, tickling the spasming clit into sheer ecstatic tidal waves
of cumming.
	Jennifer began to scream tiny yelps of pleasure into Lisa's pussy,
which was already beginning to crest into an orgasmic earthquake.  Each
yelp coincided with the touching of her clit by the experienced tongue of
Lisa.  Her hips rose rhythmically to meet the tongue in a wild dance of
joy.  Her own tongue stabbed and caressed Lisa's clit in an identical
rhythm until both young women were screaming out their orgasms to the
silent rooms of their condo.
	Lisa held Jennifer's labia spread for her mouth to reach the
dripping pussy.  The clit stood at attention, yearning for the pleasure the
mouth, lips and tongue could give.  Jennifer's fingers plunged into the
vaginal opening, fucking Lisa with abandon, while her tongue danced a hard
rock tune over Lisa's cumming clitty.
	Finally, sated, the two young women separated and lay in an
exhausted heap where they would remain until hunger called.  It had been a
wonderful day.  And they knew it would get better.

	Susan, now totally naked, urged Tina's nude body onto the bed
beside her older sister.  Heather scooted over to make room for the other
two girls.  She watched as Susan moved her fingers in Tina's sparse patch
of pubic hair.  Tina moaned in thanks as the two girls kissed.  Heather
could see that her little sister was indeed wet.  Her pussy was a bright
pink, and Susan's finger was covered in the little girl's cum juices.
	Susan broke the kiss and moved her head down to Tina's budding
breasts.  They were not much more than swollen nipples, but they were
nipples that Susan's mouth watered for.  She bent close and sucked one of
the tiny orbs into her mouth, kissing and licking the tender titty flesh of
her best friend's little sister.
	She looked over at Heather to see what she was doing.  Heather
seemed to be in a lustful trance as she gazed at the actions of Susan and
her sister.  Tina's eyes were closed in a passion usually reserved for
women twice her age.  Tina's twelve-year-old body was behaving like that of
a woman twice her age as well.  The pussy, which was a year younger than
Heather's, was oozing fluid onto Susan's hand while her nipple seemed to
reach out for the mouth that was sucking at it.  Heather pulled at her own
nipples as she watched Susan sucking Tina's small titty.  Heather's other
hand had found her own pussy and was beginning to stroke the thin inner
lips, coaxing the moisture out of her tight vagina.  She found that she was
a dedicated voyeur and was getting hotter by the moment.  She realized that
just watching would be one of the hottest things she could do right then.
As her pussy began to get completely wet, she pushed a finger into the tiny
orifice.  She was young, but she already knew where her G-spot was.
Crooking her finger, she began to massage it while the palm of her hand
massaged her clit and labia gently.  She began to rock herself into an
approaching orgasm.
	"Mmmmmm," Susan moaned, still sucking on the younger girl's
nipples.  She moved her body around, spinning it so that her pussy was
available to Tina's mouth.  "Suck my pussy, slave.  Do it well and I will
reward you with my own tongue in your pretty little cunt."
	Tina did not have to be told twice.  Grabbing a hip bone in each
hand, she guided Susan's beautiful mound toward her watering mouth.  She
had waited for this a long time.  Finally, she was going to get to lick
Susan's pussy mound.  She glued her mouth to the older girl's pussy and
began to lick.  Meanwhile, Susan began to wonder if this was what heaven
would be like.  The only thing better would be to have her two teachers
there to join in the fun.
	Tina may have been only twelve, but Heather's experience as a cunt
lapper had enabled her to teach her younger sister well.  Her mouth worked
on the mound, licking the inner folds of the creamy pussy and finding the
swollen clit that protruded ever so slightly from the top of the girl's
pussy.  She noticed that the taste was only slightly different from her
older sister's pussy.  Somehow it was sweeter, and Tina wondered if it was
more her own imagination that had made it seem so.
	She poked her tongue between the inner lips of Susan's steaming
pussy, and moved down toward the opening of her vagina.  She pushed
slightly and felt her tongue enter the tiny hole, causing more of Susan's
pussy juices to flow out onto the younger girl's tongue.  Tina drank it
with enthusiasm.  Moving up, she lapped at Susan's throbbing clitty, that
small button of sexual tension, and felt Susan stiffen with excitement.
	Susan felt the younger girl's experienced tongue moving around in
her sopping pussy.  Her fluids were literally draining out of her tiny
pussy hole.  And Tina was drinking it up as fast as she could.  She decided
it was time to give Tina some satisfaction as well.  She was working hard
to satisfy Susan, so it was only proper to satisfy Tina as well.
	She glanced down at the young girl who was licking her with wild
abandon.  Next to her was Heather, staring at her sister's adoration of
Susan's pussy.  Heather's hand was now a blur, finger-fucking herself and
rubbing her little pussy savagely.  She was unconsciously licking her own
lips in apparent hunger for some of the juices that were spilling out of
Susan's enflamed pussy.
	Susan's little ass was waving in the air in a sort of sexual dance.
Seeing that, Heather reached up and began to massage the orbs of flesh that
formed Susan's ass cheeks.  The index finger began to play teasingly along
the rim of the girl's asshole, tickling it while the hand rubbed Susan's
shapely little ass.
	With these sights and sensations overwhelming her body, she dived
into Tina's nearly hairless pussy.  Wet could not begin to describe the
little slit.  It was positively in a lather of cum juices.  The little girl
was so hot she was already on the brink of cumming.
	Strangely, it was Heather who began the seemingly endless parade of
orgasms.  She had moved up to bestow a flurry of kisses on Susan's pretty
little ass, and the sight of her little sister's sucking of Susan's pussy
and the bouncing ass with its tiny puckered bung hole was more than her
sexual need could handle.  She increased the pace of the hand that was
already a blur and felt the cum rise in her tender, young loins.  She began
to scream out her orgasm with eyes wide in disbelief at its power.
	Hearing Heather's delightful squeals sent Susan over the brink.
She licked and lapped happily at Tina's sopping pussy, drinking the cum
juices like nectar, while she felt her pussy seem to split in orgasmic
bliss.  The powerful cumming racked her body with spasms.  She stayed with
Tina's pussy until, seconds later, she began to crest into her own orgasm.
	All three girls' bodies shook with spasms for several minutes.
They were all bathed in sweat and pussy cum.  They finally lay back and
surveyed the room in an intoxicated daze of sexual satisfaction.  The bed
was a shambles and their bodies were weak.  Each girl felt she wouldn't be
able to move for days.
	Finally, Heather spoke up.  "We really need to clean this up before
Mom gets home.  It smells like a pussy juice factory in here."
	Susan and Tina giggled at that.  It did indeed smell of the girls'
pussies, and something would need to be done soon to air the room out.
Rolling over, the girls dragged themselves out of the bed and began to
clean up around the room, picking up clothes and putting them on while
grabbing the liberty of kisses, touches, and hugs.  Susan and Tina were
especially tender with each other.
	For the first time Heather began to feel a twinge of jealousy at
their new relationship.  Most girls stole their sister's boyfriends.  This
was the first Heather had ever heard of a girl stealing her sister's
girlfriend, at least not a girlfriend who was the sister`s lover.  It
wasn't exactly something she could talk to Mom about.  Maybe she could talk
to Susan about it later?  She should understand.  And if she didn't, there
were always Miss Simmons and Miss Taylor she could now talk to.  Perhaps
they could be of some help?  She would talk to one of them tomorrow.