This is a follow on story to one
posted earlier called “Arlie”.
Marcy stood at the outside edge of
the gaggle of some other tenth grade girls, only half
listening to their gleeful chatter as her eyes darted back and
forth down the street. She broke into a bright smile when she
saw the sleek German sports car, the kind that was definitely
out of place in her neighborhood, pull to the curb. To a
chorus of catcalls, she half ran to jump into the car,
throwing her book bag to the floor beneath her feet.
“Sorry I'm late,” Arlie
said softly, gently touching Marcy's bare thigh, sending a
shiver through the young girl's groin.
“It's OK,” Marcy
responded and settled back into the soft glove leather of the
passenger seat. “I wasn't waiting long.”
Her skirt rode up as she spread her
knees, giving Arlie a clear look at the worn plain white
cotton panties marred by just the hint of use stains. She
shivered again when Arlie brushed a finger over the gusset of
those panties, pressing them softly into Marcy's dampening
“Mmm, we may have to do
something about these,” Arlie murmured, pressing a
little harder when her fingertip found the hard nub of Marcy's
With that, Arlie pulled the car
away from the curb and merged into the traffic, keeping her
hand on Marcy's bulging mons. Marcy moaned lowly and pushed
her hips back against Arlie's hand.
“Did you cum yet today?”
Arlie asked keeping one eye on the road and the other on
“No, I was late for school
this morning, so I didn't have a chance,”
“Well you know I like
watching you, so why don't you play with yourself for
me...right here...right now,” Arlie cooed, pressing
Marcy's clit a little harder.
Marcy reached down and began to
pull off her panties but Arlie stopped her hand.
“No, let me see your finger
moving in and out of your sweet tight pussy inside your
panties. And while you're at it, open your blouse so I can see
how your tits are developing.”
After unbuttoning her blouse and
pushing up her bra, Marcy slid one hand inside her panties and
began fingering the moist pink flesh on the inside of her
pussy lips. With her other hand, she cupped one of her conical
tits with the dark penny sized areola and tiny, erect nipples.
In the two years or so she had
known Arlie, her tits had sprouted from mere bumps on her
chest to an “A” cup, bordering on a “B”.
They were so sensitive, she could also sometimes make herself
cum just playing with her nipples...and Arlie always could.
A familiar tingling grew between
her legs, so Marcy began fingering herself faster and harder.
When Arlie stopped at a light, she hitched her own skirt up so
Marcy could see the older woman wasn't wearing any panties.
Arlie grinned at Marcy, dragged a finger up through her own
pussy slit and offered the finger to Marcy.
She eagerly sucked it in, tasting
the well known musky mix of Arlie's pussy juices and piss.
With the finger in her mouth, Marcy started to cum on her own
hand, groaning loudly and flailing her hips as Arlie pulled
away from the light.
“Let me taste,” Arlie
Marcy scooped some creamy wetness
seeping from her cunt on two fingers and held them up to
Arlie's lips. Arlie swirled her tongue around Marcy's fingers
for a moment before sucking them into her mouth.
“Mmm, lovely appetizer...I
can hardly wait for the main course,” Arlie murmured
“Where are we going anyway?”
Marcy asked, looking out the window and seeing they were not
heading toward the familiar neighborhood of Arlie's condo.
grinned, “you have a birthday coming up soon if I
“Yeah, I do. I haven't
thought about it until you said something,” Marcy
They drove for about twenty
minutes, with Marcy mostly talking about school. She knew not
to ask much about Arlie's work since Arlie never discussed her
business in any detail. Marcy knew what Arlie did for a
living, one where in a bad week she made more than her mother
did in a good year. After all, they met because of the truly
kinky appetites of Arlie's most prominent client.
“How are your brothers
doing,?” Arlie asked as she pulled into the parking lot
of a high end boutique in the most fashionable part of town.
“Oh they're OK. Paolo asked
me if I knew when Cora wanted to see them again.”
“It's been a couple of weeks
if I recall, since she's been out of town,” said Arlie,
“so I think you can safely tell them soon...very, very
soon. My mother can only go so long without some cock in her
cunt and she really likes both of your brothers...especially
“Well the same goes for me,”
Marcy laughed at that and got out of the car, “so it's a
good thing they are always around and my mom rarely gets home
until long after I am out of school a few hours.”
Arlie grinned at that, wrapped an
arm around Marcy's shoulder and pulled her close. Then they
walked into a small shop with two very scantily clad
mannequins in the front window.
A young woman with short pink and
purple hair, several piercings in her ears, nose and eyebrows
and a tattoo that started just below her chin and disappeared
beneath her tight shirt, looked up as they entered. She broke
into a bright smile and came around the counter with her arms
practically shouted. “It's been way too long!”
Arlie took her arm off Marcy's
shoulder to hug the young woman. They embraced warmly for a
second before Arlie stepped back and gently tweaked one of the
erect nipples pressing through the woman's tight pullover. The
woman moaned lowly and pressed Arlie's hand even harder back
against her tit.
“Summer, I want you to meet
my friend Marcy,” Arlie said, nodding toward Marcy even
as she continued fondling the woman's tit, “and Marcy,
this is Summer, who has the prettiest, sexiest lingerie, and
other erotic things, in town.”
Summer cocked her pierced eyebrow
questioningly at Arlie as she looked down at young Marcy. She
was quite a bit taller than Marcy, with more than ample tits
unencumbered by a bra and a firm round ass bulging from frayed
jeans that were seemingly painted on. Then she stepped over
and gave Marcy a warm hug, pressing Marcy's face into her soft
“Hello, Marcy,” Summer
cooed softly, “any friend of Arlie's is always most
welcome here. So what can I do for you today, Arlie, aside
from what you know I always want to do to, and with, you?”
“Marcy has a birthday coming
up, her sixteenth,” Arlie laughed, “and I want to
get her some nice, sexy things. I also want to see if you have
anything new that I might be interested in.”
“I think I can manage both of
those. Take a look through some of the displays and give me an
idea what you have in mind while I go get my measuring tape
She ran a finger down over Marcy's
cheek, tenderly patted Arlie on the ass and disappeared into
the back of the store.
The two of them wandered around the
small shop for a few minutes looking at the variety of bras
and panties and stockings and some other sheer and lacy items
Marcy had never seen before. Arlie picked up a few things
seemingly at random.
Summer came back a few minutes
later with a tablet and old fashion ribbon measuring tape
strung around her neck. She gently stroked Marcy's back as she
spoke to them both.
“So, find anything you like?”
“Here's a few things but I'm
not sure about the size,” Arlie responded holding out a
hand filled with lacy and silky garments.
“No problem. I wanted you to
pick out some things just to get an idea what you are
thinking. Let's go in the back and measure your Miss Marcy
correctly. Then I can find the right items,” Summer
said, flipped the little sign on the door to indicate the shop
was closed and walked to the back.
Arlie and Marcy followed closely
behind into a well lit room with racks of clothes on both
sides, a comfortable looking sofa and a raised platform in the
“While we're at it, do I need
to check a few of your measurements again, Arlie?”
Summer cooed with an impish grin. “You know, just to
make sure everything is the same as last time?”
“Sure, but let's take care of
Marcy first,” Arlie answered with a laugh, unbuttoned
her blouse completely and sat on the sofa with her legs
comfortably splayed open.
Both Marcy and Summer could see
Arlie's perfect tits swaying gently as well as the fleshy pink
slit of her pussy framed by her toned inner thighs when she
sat down. Marcy heard Summer's sharp intake of breath and
could see her stiff nipples pressing out against her shirt
even more prominently than before.
“OK, Marcy, take off your
clothes and put them over there then stand on the platform,”
Summer said huskily, glancing back at a smiling Arlie.
Marcy got undressed and folded her
clothes in a neat pile before stepping on to the raised
platform. When she looked up, Summer was looking at her
critically. Off to the side, Arlie's skirt was up around her
waist and she was absentmindedly fingering the small patch of
black hair topping her pussy.
“OK, here's how this will
go,” Summer instructed Marcy while making some entries
on the tablet. “I'm going to take a picture of your face
for the file and then a series of pictures of your body from
all sides. When I'm finished, I will take your measurements.
Just relax, spread your legs a little and let your arms hang
loosely at your sides.”
Marcy did as she was told,
occasionally glancing over to see Arlie grinning at her and
pinching one of her own nipples or tracing a fingertip around
the bulge of her smooth mons.
Summer asked Marcy to change her
position slightly a couple of times before she was satisfies
with the pictures. She put the tablet down on a stand next to
the platform and asked Marcy to step closer to the edge.
“Now I'm going to take some
measurements so I can be sure that everything you get here
fits perfectly,” Summer said cheerfully and pulled the
ribbon like tape measure from around her neck.
She started at Marcy's head, taking
a few measurements then entering them into the computer until
she worked her way all the way down Marcy's back to her heels.
Then she had Marcy face her and did the same thing. When
Summer gently fondled Marcy's developing tits, Marcy felt her
nipples stiffen and she moaned lowly. Summer just smiled at
her and kept measuring, and touching, here and there.
Again, Marcy glanced over at Arlie
who smiled back at her and kept pinching one of her nipples
while continuing to finger her pussy, a sheen of her juices
glistening on her fingers. Marcy tensed as Summer ran a finger
over the thin thatch of cunt hair growing between her legs.
“Are you planning on keeping
this pussy hair?” Summer asked, more directed to Arlie
“It's her pussy so I guess
she should decide,” Arlie answered and slipped a finger
into her own cunt up to the second knuckle.
Summer's breath hitched again as
she turned back to Marcy, splitting the tight folds of her
tight slit with a finger. Marcy shivered and Summer rubbed
back and forth a little until her fingertip found the tight
hole to Marcy's vagina. Marcy groaned a little louder and
rotated her hips on that fingertip as Summer reached up with
her other hand and caressed Marcy's taut ass cheek and cocked
a questioning eye at her.
“My mom says to let it grow
as long as I am in her house,” Marcy gasped as her pussy
clenched around Summer's fingertip, “but when I can, I'm
going to shave it just like Arlie.”
Now Summer moaned lowly and swirled
the fingertip around Marcy's dampening hole, her fingertip
penetrating that tight pussy to the first knuckle. Marcy
grinned down at her and pinched a stiff nipple trying to erupt
through the fabric of Summer's shirt.
“Do you have everything you
need?” a now completely naked Arlie asked, pressing
closely against Summer's back and reaching around to loosen
Summer craned her head backward to
meet Arlie's tongue lashing kiss as her jeans fell around her
ankles. Arlie slipped her fingers under the waistband of
Summer's thong, quickly sliding her finger back and forth in
Summer's dripping pussy. After just a moment, Summer yelped an
orgasm as her cunt cream soaked through her panties.
As she tensed, Summer's finger
plunged even deeper into Marcy's pussy. Marcy humped that hand
and fingered her own clit, crying out as her orgasm surged
through her body. When Summer and Marcy began to slump down,
Arlie backed up to the couch, bringing them both along with
“There's only one measurement
you need to take of me today,” she grinned at Summer and
spread her knees as wide as she could manage while opening her
pussy lips with two fingers so her clit popped out.
Summer needed no further
invitation, dropping to her knees between Arlie's legs and
burying face in Arlie's cunt. Arlie groaned and pushed her
pussy out hard against Summer's tongue while pulling Marcy
down next to her.
“Suck my nipples, honey,”
she moaned in Marcy's ear and pinched one of the young girl's
tits, “suck them hard...bite me...oh god yeah....YEAH!”
Arlie's pussy juices gushed over
Summer's face as Marcy clamped her teeth around one of Arlie's
nipples. She held on tight as Arlie flailed until her orgasm
faded away. The three of them lay in a tangled heap for a few
minutes until Summer stirred and stood up.
Summer returned a few minutes later
with several garments, put them down on a nearby chair and had
Marcy stand again on the platform. She picked up a damp
washcloth from a bowl of warm water and proceeded to wipe it
back and forth over Marcy's pussy and asshole.
When she seemed satisfied, she
handed Marcy the first garment, a see through pair of panties.
The panties were little more than a silky string that went
around her waist, another string that immediately disappeared
into her ass crack when she put them on and a tiny patch of
sheer fabric that barely covered her cunt hair and the top of
her pussy slit while concealing absolutely nothing.
“I might have to adjust these
just a little,” Summer said more to Arlie than Marcy,
“so they fit a bit better over her sweet little pussy.”
Then she handed Marcy an equally
sheer bra held up only by a clasp in the back and her erect
nipples sticking through two holes for that purpose in each
“Sexy, we'll take those,”
Arlie said huskily from the couch.
“You do realize she'll be
growing out of these things pretty quickly,” Summer
explained as Marcy stripped again and tried on the third or
fourth sets of lingerie, “and some of them I need to
work on to make them fit correctly now.”
“No problem,” Arlie
responded with a wicked smile, “I want her to have some
sexy things now and I'll worry about later...later.”
They ended up with three sets of
panties and matching bras as well as a lacy see through robe
that didn't even reach to the top of Marcy's pussy hair.
“I have a couple of new toys
too, if your interested,” Summer added as she slipped
the garments into an elegant shopping bag.
“But of course,” Arlie
grinned, “you know I always love new toys.”
Summer disappeared into the back
for a moment and returned with two packages. She opened the
larger one first, a strap-on with two fake cocks, one curved
considerably more than the other.
“This curvy part fits inside
your pussy,” she explained as Arlie examined the toy
carefully with Marcy looking on intently, “and this
other end goes in the ass or pussy you are fucking.”
“Oh I think Cora would love
this, “Arlie exclaimed, “and so would I.”
“But wait there's more,”
Summer giggled, reached over and pushed an almost hidden
button. “It vibrates too!”
“Done, we'll take it,”
Arlie grinned and winked at Marcy, “and see how well it
works when we get home.”
While Summer smiled brightly as she
wrapped the toy, Marcy felt her pussy clench a little,
wondering which end of the toy would be in her pussy later
that afternoon. Then Summer opened the other smaller package
holding up a soft plastic ring with a funny looking flat
ribbed protrusion on the bottom about the size of a half
“This one is my newest
favorite,” Summer gasped and held it up.
“How's it work,” Marcy
asked, puzzled by the size and shape.
Summer just grinned and dropped her
jeans and pushed her panties down around her thighs, the
silver ring piercing her clit hood sparkling in the store's
“You put it over two fingers,
press this little button to make it vibrate and hold it right
on, or next to, your clit,” Summer explained and then
demonstrated, her eyes immediately rolling back in her head as
her entire body quivered to an explosive orgasm.
“We'll take two,” Arlie
said with a big grin after Summer recovered her composure.
“I can't take this stuff
home,” Marcy said quietly as they pulled into the garage
at Arlie's condo.
“My mom wouldn't want me to
keep them, she'll get really mad.”
“Well, you can keep
everything here and wear your pretty new things when you come
“I wish...I wish I could live
here...with you,” Marcy stammered, her eyes pleading
with Arlie, “so you could teach me everything and I
could do the stuff you do.”
Arlie leaned over and kissed Marcy
gently on the forehead then got out of the car and gathered up
the packages. They walked silently into the condo before Arlie
“You can't right now but I'll
tell you what. The day you turn eighteen, you can move in with
“That's a deal!” Marcy
exclaimed and rushed over to hug Arlie tightly, their bodies
melting together as they kissed passionately.
After a moment, Arlie broke off the
kiss and grinned down at Marcy.
“I'll flip you for who gets
the curvy part...first!”
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