Date: Wed, 2 Feb 2022 07:14:04 -0800
From: Jitters William <jitters2012@gmail.com>
Subject: My daughters friend

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My daughters best friend.......


I'm not sure how it started or where to even begin.  Shortly after my
divorce, my daughter and I moved into a small apartment in central Orange
County, CA.  It wasn't much, but it was across The street from the school
she would be attending in just a year or so, and walking distance to
Disneyland.  our next door neighbor was a single mother who also had a
young daughter the same age as my precious Julie.  Phoebe and Julie became
the best of friends and by the time they were 9 they were inseparable.

Phoebes mother started a new job working nights, so we took turns caring
for each other's daughter while the other was working. This was an ideal
situation, the girls basically entertained Themselves when not in class or
asleep. Plus it saved us both a lot of money on day care.

Any one who met phoebe and Julie always thought they were sisters. Both
were about 5'2" tall by the time they were 10 and very slim .  Both had
pale skin with a light spattering of freckles. Both had Started puberty the
year before. The two main differences between the pre-teen girls was, Julie
had auburn hair, while Phoebes was more dark brown, both just past their
shoulders The more physically different characteristic was, for being ten
almost eleven Phoebe had sprouted nice round modest pair of breast, more
like you would see on someone in their teens.  While Julies were a very
small set of budding breast with nipples that seam to be continuously
erect.

They were both just discovering who they were and it was amazing how
different their personalities we're, and yet they got alone as if they were
functioning off a single mind.  Julie was very quiet and shy when
alone. But get Phoebe by herself and she became mischievous and precocious.
I remember the first time I realized just how different their personalities
we're.  It was one of the first nights that Phoebe had stayed over while
her mother worked the night shift.

We had finished dinner and I told the girls to get ready for bed.  They
helped clear the table then Julie headed to the bathroom to bathe and put
on her nightie.  I heard Julie exit the bathroom and suggested to Phoebe to
throw her nightie on, she smiled and said "ok, do you also wear a nightie
to be?"  I had slept nude for at least 15 years and had to think if I even
had a nightie.  So I just nodded and headed down the hall.  Truth was,
normally if I was gonna stay up with Julie, I would just throw on an over
sized t-shirt.  When I got to my bedroom I rummaged through my dresser, and
sure enough there was my old sexy nightie.  A very light pink, and very
shear. Just holding it up was slightly arousing to me and I felt my nipples
get very hard.

I just finished unbuttoning my blouse when Phoebe came in and asked if I
could help wash her hair.  Not once did she look up, she just stared at my
chest. My blouse was opened to the point my hard nipples kept my my
cleavage completely exposed, but all else was covered. As I took a deep
breath to answer her my chest swelled and Phoebe eyes widened. There was a
look of curiosity and what could only be described as lust.  As she started
to turn her eyes stayed focused on my breast so I looked down and saw that
when I took my chest swelled my blouse opened completely exposing my very
firm, very pert tits. I could feel my pale skin redden with embarrassment,
yet I also felt a very familiar warm moist sensation between my legs and
knew my pussy was dripping wet and my clit was red and swollen and poking
out of its hood.

I went into my bathroom and changed for bed. I had just pulled my nightgown
on when Phoebe called from the other room asking for help washing her
hair. I turned the corner and entered the hallway bathroom just as she had
dropped her pants and bent over facing away from me.  It was almost as if
she was putting on a strip show. While bending over to grab her clothes she
reached back and scratched on her cheak pulling it to the side exposing her
tight little pucker. Then as if planned she spread her knees just enough to
expose her young pussy, and I watched in amazement as her plump smooth lips
separated and a wet glistening cavern appeared.  It was as if it was in
slow motion. I stared not blinking once while she placed her clothes on the
counter and sat down to pee.

Phoebe had this mischievous grin on her face as she spread her legs wide
and released that days fluid intake.  I was mesmerized, and was frozen
still. She slowly reached up and cupped her modest breast and pinched her
nipples and let out what con only be described as a erotic hiss.  I snapped
out of my trance when her asked if I needed to pee also. When I said why,
she pointed to my inner thigh and said your leaking.  She got up and got in
the shower. Just as I had sat down and felt my warm juices ooze from my
dripping pussy, she opened the shower curtain and stared between my legs
said, "I'm ready if you are?"

I know that it had been probably less than a minute since I walked in, but
what exactly did she mean? Was she aware that seeing her slim, smooth,
naked body, had me on the verge of an orgasm?  we both just stared at each
other's pussy while I finished peeing.  Why was this young girls naked body
making me so sexually aroused.  I snapped out of the little taboo daydream
when she asked, "Are you gonna wash my hair?"  I wiped myself, which sent
electrifying pulses through my honey pot. About the time I was finishing
rinsing Phoebes Hair, I thought I must have mistook Phoebes little comments
as sexual teasing when they were just innocent statements from a overly
precocious girl.

She finished washing herself and dried off then threw on a nightie much
like my daughters. Only Phoebe did not put and underwear on.  Just a thin
see through nightie.  We had some ice cream and then I tucked the two of
them into bed.  I gave Julie a kiss goodnight and then walked around and
gave Phoebe a hug. She leaned up and kissed me on the lips good night.  Her
lips were soft and slightly sweet. It lasted just a little too long and I
started to part my lips When she pulled away and said good night.

I headed to my room across the hall, brushed my teeth, Toook off my
nightie, hung it up, then crawled into bed. I'm not sure what time it
was. Well after midnight, when both girls crawled Into bed with me.  Julie
on my right and Phoebe on my left.

Julie wrapped herself in the second blanket and kinda rolled away,. Phoebe
crawled under my blanket and scooted against me and cuddled. Her head on my
chest and her arm across my waist.  At some point Phoebe shifted and rolled
more against me and placed her left leg over my left leg. When doing so her
small hand ended up about an inch above my clit. Her head had dropped and I
could feel her breathing on my left nipple.

I tried my best to fall back asleep.  But with every breath my nipple got
harder, My clit swelled and I could feel,it grown like a small penis.  It
may have been my imagination but I swear that Phoebe was gently grinding
her, now very wet pussy, against my thigh.  I know it is so taboo, but I
closed my eyes and just wished she would either such on my nipple or just
touch my clit. I needed to cum so bad.  I started taking deep breaths
hoping it would push me over the edge.  That's when I felt it. Her lips
made contact with my hard nipple.  Phoebe mouth was slightly open and my
nipple was so hard it found it's way between her lips like a hard cock
about to be sucked on. I sucked in air.

That was all it took, I felt wetness on my nipple and the gods released the
flood gates on my throbbing pussy.  I muffled my orgasm and tried to
control my shaking.  It lasted a good thirty seconds and my whole body was
tingling.  I could smell my sex and knew I needed to clean up, but there
was something very kinky, about falling back asleep laying in a puddle of
my own fluids with Phoebe basicly laying in it with me.

My breathing and heart rate had finally Relaxed when I felt the
unmistakable sensation of a hard clit grinding against my hip.  The first
time I figured it was my imagination, but Phoebe breathing had gone from
calm to matching that of her Soft thrust.  I know I should have stopped
her, but I had just cum so hard and I could feel,another one cuming on.  I
needed it, no I wanted it.  I embraced her just enough to pull her mouth
completely on my nipple. When Phoebe started to suck I started shaking.
There was no was she was asleep now.

Phoebe moaned and the sensation on my nipple was just overwhelming.  Her
leg clamped down on me, then it happened, she muffled a scream and with her
left hand she reached down that last inch and grabbed a hold of my clit.
She started stroking it up and down like a small cock.  I was out of
control, I needed something, anything in me.  I lifted her head and kissed
her on the mouth, our lips parted, and on instinct she slid her tiny little
hand lower and slid her fingers deep into me. I exploded for the second
time in less than 15 minutes. As I was coming from my sexual high, I leaned
over and nibbled on Phoebe neck, the sweet taste of young innocence..

That's when Phoebe started shaking, I had to return the favor.  I reached
between our bodies and slid my palm against her protruding love button and
pressed down in a circular motion.  When she started to whimper, I trust my
middle finger into her. So hot, so damp, so tight. I felt the barrier not
that far in.  I didnt want to hurt her so I thrust my finger in and out,
while grinding on her very swollen clit.  As her shaking finally subdued, I
withdrew my hand and brought it up to my mouth.  The juice still warm, I
savored every drop and then I mischievously looked her in the eye and
thought, I have to taste that fountain of youth from the tap..........


As I said in the beginning, I love feedback and ideas for stories.

This was my first attempt at a story without any males in it. I hope it was
enjoyable

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