Date: Fri, 8 Jul 2005 21:18:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: Manda None <mandagl@yahoo.com>
Subject: "She's Just a Child Part 2"

Disclaimer:
	This story describes pedosexual encounters. The girl in this story
is quite young and the women much older. The encounters are consensual, as
all sex should be. If this type of thing disturbs you then read no
further. Further more because this story deals with sexuality the
government of the united states says that you cannot share in this story of
love if you are not eighteen or older, however that same government would
allow you to read it if it depicted murder or rape.

She's just a child.
"She's not a little girl any more"
by Amanda mandagl@yahoo.com

	It had to be past midnight. I don't know why but I suddenly found
myself awake. It had been a week since Sarah, Jenny and I had made love. We
had not done anything since. Partly because Jenny was still processing it I
suppose, and partly because I was still a little in shock.
	Behind me I became aware of voices. It was Jenny's almost musical
voice and Sarah's childish whispers. We had been letting Sarah sleep with
us when she stayed over but sleeping was all we were doing.
	From meaningless whispers words started to form. "...it was fun." I
heard Sarah whisper with a little giggle.
	"Yes it was." Jenny answered.
	My eyes felt like they were going to pop when I heard what I was
certain was a kiss. And not a little peck on the lips but a full kiss.
	"Mmmm." Jenny moaned. My breath ceased in my chest. What was Jenny
enjoying enough to vocalize over?
	The distinctive squish, the unmistakable sound of a finger moving
in and out of an aroused vagina told me what she was moaning about. Jenny
was letting my child lover finger her. Sarah was touching my girlfriend in
a way that threatened to make me jealous, but somehow I found it more
arousing than anything.
	Jenny was acting on her own. I was not influencing her, no more
than I had by introducing the idea anyway. I had not fully realized how
excited it made me until I slid my hand between my legs and pulled the my
panties to the side. I was wet, and not just a little.
	Another squish.
	I slid my index and middle finger into myself, running them around
my clit as I pulled out.
	"Mmmmm." Jenny was trying to be quiet. But why? Why would she want
to hide this of all things from me?
	I closed my eyes and imagined seeing Sarah's little finger's
sliding in and out of my lover's body. The bed was rocking gently now. It
was Jenny's weakness. She could be perfectly silent if she so desired but
she could not stop herself from moving.
	I could see it as if I were facing them, watching. I could clearly
picture Jenny's hips rocking in time with the little girl's fingers. I
could see Sarah's wide eyes as she took in every bit of the experience.
	That was what I remembered most about the previous week. Sarah's
childish wonder with what we had done. The wide eyes and bright smiles as
she took in the whole of our sexual encounter. Even when I was young I
don't think my sexual experiences had been met with such wonder and
enthusiasm.
	A deep breath and I know they were kissing. The unmistakable sound
of teeth lightly tapping against teeth, tongues wrestling.
	I massaged myself in circles as I listened to the sounds of sex
behind me. It was so thrilling to dream dreams of their bodies
intertwined. I knew Jenny loved me, and she had always been so fond of my
little girlfriend. Perhaps her own fondness was based in something not so
different than mine. I wanted to roll over and join in, I wanted to ask
questions, I just had to know what drove her to secretly seduce my angel. I
kept silent. Desperate to know, but more desperate to experience the orgasm
building in my body, I said nothing. I didn't make a sound.
	"Mnnnmm." Jenny's tone was higher. She was desperate to
cum. Sarah's little fingers were bringing her close but the child did not
posses the skill to take her lover over the edge. I could hear the
frustration in Jenny's heaving breath. "Like this." Jenny whispered
desperately.
	I could hear Sarah move on the bed. I could imagine her moving to
get a better view of the woman's hand. I wanted to see them, I wanted to
see my dearest loves writhing over each other.
	"Oooh, Oooohmmm" It was Sarah's voice. I opened my eyes in
surprise. I hadn't thought that Jenny was manipulating the girl's tiny clit
while enjoying the child's hands on her own body.
	Sarah came with a deep breath. Except for that one sharp inhalation
she had become absolutely silent. That was enough for Jenny. I could feel
her trembling as she came hard.
	My own orgasm would wait no longer. Trying to remain still so as
not to alert them to what I was doing, I massaged myself faster until the
fire raced through me and the world melted away. Time always seemed to stop
for me as I came. If it lasted a minute or ten seconds it didn't matter the
world was gone and all I knew want the touch, the manipulations of my clit
or devices sliding in and out of my body.
	Somehow I managed to remain silent. Nearly out of breath, I relaxed
into the bed. I listen to my darlings kissing and talking playfully behind
me as I drifted back in to sleep.
	The next morning I was awake first. I went the kitchen and started
breakfast. I wanted to surprise my girlfriends, I also wanted to have time
to think about whether or not I would reveal what I knew to them.
	Sarah was the first to come in, but I hardly had time to say good
morning before Jenny wandered in and sat down at the table. She looked up
at me expectantly. It was another of her quirks. When she cooked she served
as well, and she expected the same treatment from me.
	I scooped scrambled eggs that had started their day as an omelet,
onto her plate. Two strips of bacon and I poured her some orange juice
before giving the same to Sarah. After serving myself I sat down and looked
first at Sarah. My attention then went to Jenny. I thought I knew her so
well but these last few weeks had proven that no matter how long two people
are together they can still surprise one another.
	"What hun?" Jenny asked, and I realized that I had been starring at
her for several seconds now.
	"Oh, sorry nothing... How did the two of you sleep?"
	Sarah snuffled like a puppy being hugged for the first time by it's
new owner. Jenny glanced quickly at her then smiled. "Oh great actually."
	"I'm sure, after the way you two came." I blurted. I covered my
mouth with my hand, shocked that I had said it. Jenny coughed and dropped
her fork. Her face flushed and she looked away from me. Sarah kept her eyes
on her plate but she didn't seem in the least ashamed.
	"Yeah it was really nice." The little girl said. I laughed. It was
so honest. She had no idea why Jenny would have reacted with shame. She had
enjoyed the experience and that was all that really mattered.
	"You were awake?" Jenny asked in shock. "For how long?"
	"Long enough to enjoy it." I told her. Jenny's eyes opened
wide. "Jen, I don't know what to say. I mean... I didn't think you..."
	"I didn't." She interrupted me. "Not until last week." She reached
out and brushed Sarah's hair back. The girl smiled and tilted her head into
Jenny's hand. "Last week... It was powerful, being with the two of you I
mean. It did something to me. I wouldn't even know how to describe
it... Well maybe... It was like a whole new world opened to me." Jenny
paused for a long time. So long that I thought she was done, and I was
about to say something. "I have to see more of it, I... I'm dying to
explore it."
	I sat back, eyes wide. All I could do was stare at her. "Wow." I
finally managed to say. Jenny couldn't look at me. It was endearing, seeing
my normally self assured and confident girlfriend looking shy.
	"Does it make me a bad person?" She asked, her voice hardly above a
whisper.
	I knew what she was feeling. I had felt it. Years ago as it dawned
on me that my feelings for the little girls in my life, and there were many
since I was a teacher, we not matronly. The `P' word. Big stone letters
slamming to the ground, causing the earth to shake, threatening to crush
me. Cold and cruel the word echoed in my head for years. I ran from it, I
ran from teaching, I ran from everything. Slowly I had learned to accept
myself. I wasn't a monster, a rapist, a child molester. Oh I had gone
through the five stages. The denial, the fear, the anger... All of it. I
had even entertained the notion of joining the church in hopes that it
would cure me of this terrible sickness.
	The love that truly dared not speak its name. I couldn't tell any
one, I was isolated. But it's true. In the end you really do achieve
acceptance. Not from the world, but in yourself. "Your not a bad person." I
tried to reassure but I knew where she was. The fear step. Afraid she was
bad, afraid it made her a monster.
	"I blamed you." She said to me. "I thought it was your fault... For
being what you are. That somehow you'd made me..." Jenny wiped a tear off
her cheek.
	"Don't cry." Sarah's little voice said. The child reached over and
stroked Jenny's arm. "Your not bad. I love you Jenny." Sarah got thoughtful
for a moment. Her eyes got wide, "you're not sorry are you?" She asked with
a note of desperation.
	"No she's not sweetie. That's why she's crying." I answered for
her. Jenny nodded her agreement. Sarah looked genuinely confused. "It's
hard to explain. I know your father told you people wouldn't understand but
it's more than that..." I started, trying to help her understand. "People
get very angry about grown-ups that do things with little girls. Things
like last week."
	"And last night?" She asked.
	"And last night. They say that grown-ups that like little girls
that way are sick and mean. They say lots of things about us, because they
don't think you or other little girls can make up their own minds."
	"Daddy told me all this." She said. "He said that I could choose
though cause he explained things to me." Sarah scratched her head. "It's
stupid." She finally said. "If a kid doesn't like it all they have to do is
say stop, so why does it matter?"
	"Well partly because some people that like little girls are mean,
and they won't stop."
	"I'm not afraid."  Sarah said confidently. I felt tears race to my
eyes. A child's trust. Something that was a privilege to have. And that
made me think that perhaps we were moving to fast for her. She was so
young. So innocent. The sex, her father's conversations, neither had served
to dampen her innocent nature though. I'm sure to her it was just a game,
something fun, and she was getting lots of attention from adults. I felt a
twinge of guilt that I might be taking advantage of her.
	"Sweetie. Do you understand that I loved you before we did things
like that, and if you wanted to stop I would still love you?" I asked. Even
after all this time I had doubts. I wanted her to know that she was an
equal and that she didn't need to do anything with us to be loved.
	I became aware that Jenny was watching our exchange intently. I
don't know what she wanted to hear. What would help her to deal with what
she was feeling.
	"This is boring." Sarah finally said, breaking an uncomfortable
silence. "Daddy talks to me about it, you talk to me about it..." She
looked over at Jenny, "are you going to do it too?" Sarah huffed loudly. "I
know I know I know." She groaned. "If I want you to stop I just have to
tell you, but I don't want you to stop okay?" She asked. She put her hands
on her hips and looked at me impatiently.
	"Well." I said. "I guess I have been told." Sarah turned her
attention to Jenny, satisfied with my answer.
	"Umm... Yeah, yeah I guess." She answered, sounding unsure of
herself. "I'm going to take a shower." Jenny left us there for the
bathroom.
	"So what happened last night?" I asked.
	Sarah lowered her head and pushed back away from the table, keeping
her eyes on her plate and giggling. "Well I was laying between you and
her. And Jenny was awake. And we were talking... And we started kissing."
She stopped. Sarah straightened up in her chair and shrugged her
shoulders. "And she started rubbing me, and then... She touched me, down
there and so I touched her back." She said trying to sound matter of
fact. I smiled to myself. That was what must have qualified for her as the
gory details. I didn't want to make her any more uncomfortable than I
already had so I let it drop.
	Some time after noon Sarah went home. She was going to spend the
day with her mother and father, and probably go to dinner with them, then
come home and back to my house. I sat in the living room feining interest
in the television, but it was killing me, I had to ask Jenny about the
previous night.
	"Baby." Jenny looked up at me.
	"Yeah?" She said, closing her magazine. She knew me all to
well. Any conversation that started with `Baby' took more than a glance and
a yes to end. "Talk to me about last night." I said. "I want to
understand. I mean you were really disturbed by all of this at first, and
now... Well... I guess your still having a hard time but I mean last night
had nothing to do with me."
	"But it does, it has everything to do with you. I mean... No I
brought her to our bed that night. And it was your first time too..." She
looked up at me waiting for me to confirm. That was the question, did I lie
to her and say yes or did I confess the incident from the week when I
thought she had left me. I had to confess, I loved her to much to lie.
	"When I thought you had left me, her and I did some grinding on
each other's legs."
	"Didn't even wait for the body to get cold." Jenny sounded angry.
	"It's not like that. God, I was stressed. I thought you were
gone. My god Jenny, I thought I'd lost you. And then there she was and I
wasn't thinking straight." I looked up at her, tears forming in the corners
of my eyes.
	"I'll be angry at you for that some other day." She said after a
long silence. "I mean I guess I understand but some day we'll talk about
this again." Jenny ran her fingers through her hair and sat back on the
couch. "I don't know exactly what I was thinking really. I mean we were
talking, and the next thing I know I'm leaning in and kissing her... You
know, she kisses pretty good actually, I mean for, you know, being so new
to it. God Amanda, she was so soft, not like any woman I've ever been
with. And that smell. What is that smell kids have? It's like, almost like
powder or something. Whatever it is it was driving me nuts. It just felt
natural to let my love for her..." She trailed off. "I don't know what I'm
trying to say."
	"You know I went through this too. Discovering that I was a..."
	"Pedo."
	"Yeah. But you don't have to go through it alone like I did. I'll
be with you I'll always be here for you no matter what." I cocked my head
to the side and half smiled at her. "Oh, and pedo is what `They' call us,
we're girl lovers sweetie."
	"It sounds so innocent."
	"It is. It's love sweetie, as real as any other love you can have."
	With sunset I caught sight of Mark and Josi's car pulling in to the
driveway next door. Soon my house would be filled with Sarah's glow, a felt
a calm pass over me at the mere thought.
	The knock at the door was not Sarah's and it was too soft to be
Mark's large hand. I opened the door to Josi's pretty face.
	"Can I come in?" She asked. Her arms were folded across her chest
and everything about her screamed parental worry.
	"Always." I let her in.
	"A lesbian three way." Josi said sitting on the couch. "Is that
normal for you? I mean I don't know, do lesbians have lots of wild sex?"
	"Some, but not us really." I answered.
	"My daughter hasn't even had a period and she's had a lesbian..."
She looked over at Jenny. "And you, I thought you were..." Josi slid down
on to the couch. "You know I want only my daughter's happiness. I don't
care if she's gay, straight or in-between. But We've tried to teach her
that love is between two people who are loyal to one another. You know,
traditional values with a more liberal edge."
	"You're telling me I have to choose her or Jenny?" I asked.
	"I don't know what I'm telling you. I mean I was pretty wild in
college and I've never even had a three way. Now my daughter has." She
almost laughed. "How am I suppose to make her understand what this is all
about?"
	"I don't know Josi. But she's seems content with things the way
they are. She loves Jenny, and me... And I think she was really thrilled
about what her and Jenny did last night..."
	"Last night?" Josi said, her brow raising.
	`OOPS.' echoed through my head. "Umm, yeah."
	"I don't want to know." Josi held her hand up. "I didn't want to
know about the three of you but it was her first sexual experience and she
just had to tell me all about it." Josi took a deep breath. It was obvious
that all of this was a bit much for her. "Amanda, please be careful with my
little girl."
	I wasn't sure what I was suppose to say. How could I let her know
that her little girl was safe with me? In the end I wrapped my arms around
her and hugged her. "I will take care of her."
	Josi hugged me back and I can't tell you what a relief that was. If
she had pulled away I'm afraid I would have had to give up my little love
before I'd ever really gotten to know her.
	My next door neighbor left and not long after Sarah skipped across
my porch and threw my door open without stopping to knock. "Mandy!" She ran
the few steps across the living room and hugged me. She began kissing my
belly, and not long after went to Jenny to give her the same treatment.
	"What do you think about seeing a movie?" Jenny asked, keeping her
eyes on Sarah.
	"You mean go to a movie?"
	"Sure sweetie, my treat." Sarah crawled up into Jenny's lap and put
her arms around my lover's neck. Again I was tempted to jealousy, but they
seemed so beautiful to me.
	We went and saw a movie, and afterward stopped at the Baskin Robins
near my house for a cone. I myself prefer Tastee Freeze but I guess that's
because I grew up in the south.
	I think a lot of people would be scandalized by a story of a woman,
no, two women, having sex with a little girl. I find the whole thing to be
a shock, but when you're there, and so in love, if you could see Sarah's
happy little face. I can't believe it was abuse. Of course that word, it
echo's in your head. Every time that I even dreamt of making love to my
little angel it swamed around, trying to undermine me. I suppose I talk
about being a pedophile like I've come to accept it and I have, but it's
hard to overcome the doubts. The world outside is always ready to reinforce
those doubts, and with good reason as there are always plenty of people out
there that could care less about the feelings of the children they are
with. I often find myself watching the evening news, shaking my head and
whispering, `They give the lot of us a bad name.'
	I went into my room almost immediately and changed into the boxers
and t-shirt that I normally wear to bed. I was unrolling my sox when Sarah
wandered in and crawled across the bed, stopping in front of me and raising
up on her knees. She reached out and put her arms around me, pulling me
close.
	I sat down next to her and stroked her hair gently. "What'cha
thinking angel?"
	Sarah rose up and kissed me on the lips. She still tasted like
Marshmallow ice cream. "Can we... You know... Do stuff tonight?" She asked.
	"You'd like that?" She nodded her head. I smiled and hugged her
tightly, tickling her sides until she squealed. "Well I can't speak for
Jenny but I think I would like that very much."
	We started kissing. The long loving kind of kiss that ends with you
lying on the bed staring into one another's eyes. I love those moments, the
ones where you're looking into your lover's eyes and you feel like your
about to burst. You feel like your heart is swelling up in your chest and
at any moment it will spill out drowning you in love.
	I'm not sure how long we laid there but it was long enough for
Jenny to come looking for us. "Hey you two, careful you're going to make me
jealous." Jenny slid onto the bed and I tilted my head up to kiss
her. Sarah squirmed from beneath me and waited for her turn at Jenny's
lovely lips. "Show me this world." She whispered to me.
	All I could think was that I was as new to it as she was. "Do you
want the lights off?" I asked her. I don't know why but I always felt less
vulnerable in the darkness, and her nod told me that the same was probably
true for her. I turned out the lights and returned to the bed to find Sarah
and Jenny already kissing and undressing. "Hey, now I'm the one getting
jealous." I pulled my shirt up over my head and slid my boxers off.
	"I like the way this feels." Sarah said, running her hands through
my pubic hair. "Will mine be this soft?" She asked.
	"Probably." I answered. I turned around and took her little face in
my hands, kissing her, tasting her, drinking her in. I was hungry for that
little girl, her thin lips and baby soft skin. I felt Jenny's hand on my
back. She was stroking me, encouraging me. I made my way down Sarah's
body. I loved to kiss her navel, well any woman's naval, there was
something so sexy about a woman with a slight pooch belly. And Sarah had
the beginnings of one on her tiny little stomach.
	My lips caressed Sarah's velvet soft pubic area. Her mound rose to
greet my lips, as if she knew what to expect. A giggle escaped her when I
flicked my tongue along her slit, brushing first her clit and then her
hole.
	She didn't taste like any lover I had ever had. I am at a loss now,
as I would have been then to even describe the taste of a child other than
to say fresh. If youth was a tangible thing, something with texture and yes
flavor, then that would be what I tasted, I tasted youth.
	I began swirling my tongue on her clit. It was no easy task, a
child's clitoris is very small and it took me a while before I got the hang
of keeping my tongue on it. Sarah was almost purring, sometimes giggling,
and rocking in time with me. She brought her legs up, grabbing her knees
with her hands and pulling them apart.
	"My turn." I heard Jenny's voice and felt her breath close to my
ear. When I pulled back Sarah moaned and whined. She opened her eyes and
looked up at me.
	"Why did you stop?" She asked.
	"Because I wanted to do it some." Jenny answered.
	I don't know what was more exciting.  Making love to, tasting,
kissing, licking Sarah, or watching Jenny do it. I leaned down and began
kissing Sarah, lapping at her tongue. She pulled back from a my kiss after
a moment and giggled. "Is that what I taste like?" She asked. I nodded my
head and turned to look down at Jenny. I loved seeing her head between the
child's legs. Sarah's hand wrapped around my own and she squeezed
hard. "Oooh, Jenny... Mandy!" she squealed. Her little face puckered up,
like it had that night a week before and I smiled as I watched the child
climax.
	Several moments passed with Sarah laying on the bed staring up at
me with a silly smile and sleepy eyes. Jenny came to the head of the
bed. We kissed deeply. I sucked on her bottom lip for a moment, growing
more excited at tasting the child on her kiss. "How could I have ever ended
up so lucky?" I asked. "I have you, and Sarah."
	"Can I do that to you?" Sarah asked me. I smiled down at her and
nodded. Slowly Jenny and Sarah coaxed me to lay on the bed. The little girl
slid between my legs and began poking at my sex. She traced my lips with
her finger... If she only knew what she was doing to me. It was frustrating
but so very exciting. "I just do it like you did?" She asked.
	"Mmhmm ." I moaned desperately. Jenny traced her fingers up and
down my body. She knew what that did to me. Even if I had not had my
beautiful child lover poised to attack my sex with her virgin mouth,
Jenny's touch would have set me on fire.
	Sarah's mouth covering my clit, her little tongue fishing for my
special button, sent waves of heat through me. I felt like white hot
electric fingers were dancing across my skin. My belly tightened and heat
wrapped itself around my lower regions. Jenny leaned down and covered my
mouth with her own, breathing in my gasp.
	As I gained my head again I coaxed Jenny to straddle me, then
lowered her wonderfully wet sex down to my hungry mouth. She tasted sweet,
soft. And mixed with Sarah's juices on my own lips it made my head swam.
	Jenny undulated, rocked, moaned. She pushed her pubic bone against
my nose almost hard enough to hurt but backed off just before it was too
much.
	My lover's honey dripped into my mouth and I drank her down. I
loved everything about Jenny, her scent, her taste, the little whimpers and
moans she made when we made love.
	Sarah's tongue on my clit was doing it's job. I could feel the heat
building in me. Above me Jenny was not far from climax either. She rocked
her hips bearing down toward me, reaching out with her sex for more.
	I pressed my tongue hard against her clit she and shivered as she
rocked. Jenny reached forward. She wrapped her fingers around the blanket
and pulled at it as she began to climax. My lover groaned loudly, She
pushed her sex into my mouth and I obliged.
	Jenny rolled off of me as her orgasm subsided. Sarah's
inexperienced tongue was bringing me closer now. She was doing her best to
imitate what we had done to her.
	Sarah reached up, her little hands began rubbing my belly. Feeling
those tiny fingers on me was what I needed. The fire building in my loins
exploded outward, encompassing me, drawing me out of the world and into the
ether, the warm, wet pulsations of a staggering orgasm. I reached down and
pulled Sarah's head gently, coaxing her to press her mouth on me
harder. She did her best to satisfy me and it was working as my orgasm
brought me to the brink of unconsciousness.
	Finally spent I relaxed my hold on the little girl and felt as if I
was melting into the bed. Slowly I sat up and hooked my hands under her
arms, pulling her up to me. I kissed the child gently on the lips. "I love
you so much angel." I whispered to her.
	"That was cool." She whispered back. "My jaw hurts."
	I laughed and pulled her close. "You get used to it."
	Jenny sat up next to me and began stroking the child's hair. "I
never would have thought..." She trailed off. Eventually we all laid down.
	Sarah fell asleep quickly, like children do. Jenny and I laid in
bed with the girl breathing deeply between us. "What did you think?" I
asked her.
	"I don't know Manda panda." She said playfully. She reached out and
stroked my arm with her finger tips. "It was intense."
	I kissed Sarah's head, then leaned up and kissed Jenny. "Your not
just saying all this to make me happy are you?"
	"Of course not baby." Jenny caressed my cheek with her
fingers. "It's almost like when I first realized I was gay." She told
me. "But I wasn't so afraid of that. I mean you know how mom is, she helped
me through it... Now, I don't even think she could handle this."
	"I wouldn't think she could. But you have me Jen." I was trying to
reassure her.
	"I feel closer to you. Closer than ever before." She whispered. My
heart swelled.
	"God, I feel the same Jenny. Like we're truly soul mates."
	"And I really do think I'm falling in love with her." She whispered
as she leaned close. All I could do was kiss her. I don't know what I had
done right in life, but whatever it was must have been big because it
brought me Jenny and my darling little Sarah.