Idol, part 2

Author: No One

Contact: a.human.of.no.consequence@gmail.com (comments, advice, criticism welcome)

Story codes: Fg, Fgg

This is a work of fiction and does not condone the described behavior in real life. Never attempt sexual contact with a child.

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“Then on the week of March 2, there’s Baltimore, Philadelphia, Pittsburgh, Columbus, Cincinnati, Louisville, Indianapolis…” Matthew was rattling off upcoming tour dates.

Shana was only halfway paying attention. It didn’t matter much to her where she played, as long as she was in front of an enthusiastic crowd. She’d gone from being the opening act in small clubs to filling stadiums all over the world, and as long as she felt that connection between herself and the audience, Shana was happy. That said, of course, having a huge crowd chanting her name beat the hell out of scattered applause at open mic nights.

“...Minneapolis, Fargo, and then we have an off day. I believe you requested that specifically,” her assistant finished.

“Yeah. After two weeks of non-stop shows everyday, it’ll be good to have a little break.” Of course, she had a much better reason for wanting time off in Zoe’s hometown, but that was none of Matthew’s business.

There was a knock at the door, and Matthew went to get it, saying, “That would be Mr. Roberts with the contract.”

Indeed, as soon as he opened the door, the lawyer walked in as if he owned the place. “Shana! How you doin’, superstar?” he said in his thick New York accent.

“Pretty good, Jim. How are you?”

“Yeah, yeah, never better. Got that record contract with PDR for you right here.” He patted his briefcase.

“Good. Everything in order, then?”

“Sure, sure. No problem at all with the text. Just, um…” he hesitated.

“Yes?”

“Well, you sure you wanna stick with these guys? I know you’re sick of hearin’ me say it, but  you could get a helluva better deal with one of the bigger labels.”

Shana chuckled. “Oh, probably. But they’ve been good to me over the years, I’m fine with sharing the success with them. I don’t need all the money in the world.”

Roberts scoffed at that and gave her a look as if she was crazy, but finally shrugged.

Lawyers, Shana thought. “And anyway, you can’t get a much cooler label name than Pink Dragon Records.”

As she signed the numerous pages that needed her approval, she asked, “Anything else for today, Matthew?”

“There’s the matter of the Wilkinson Children’s Hospital, whose renovation fund you largely contributed to last year, if you recall...?”

“Oh, yeah. What happened with that, anyway?”

“The work is under way, but it seems that, due to some unforeseen expenses, there is a shortfall in the finances of around”—Matthew consulted his notes—”$60,000. They apologize profusely, but ask if you could perhaps—”

“Yeah, yeah, sure.” Shana waved the details away. “Give ‘em what they need. Make it, like, 75K to be sure.”

“Very well.”

Shana finished signing the last page, and handed the stack of papers to Roberts. “There. All done.”

“Great, great,” the lawyer said. “Now, second order of business: this lawsuit from your mother. I think we reached a pretty good agreement there. Settlement of 100K, then boom, all done. You never have to hear her name again.”

Shana turned an icy stare on the man. “That’s not what I asked you to do. You need to tell her to fuck off. In legal terms. There is no settlement, I’m not giving her a dime.”

Roberts winced. “Shana, c’mon, you’re killing me here. This is a good deal. And her claim has some merit. She did help to launch your career, representing you and such, all without official remuneration. And… this is peanuts to you. I literally just watched you give over nearly as much like it was nothing.”

“That was for charity.” Shana took a deep breath. “ ’Helped launch my career.’ Let me tell you about her so-called help.

“This is back when I’d recorded my first demo, such as it was, on an old-ass boombox, right? One day, Mom comes up to me and says, ‘I’ve got you a record deal!’ I’m all excited, of course, and we go to this producer’s office. Shitty-looking place. Before I go in, she tells me, ‘Now, you do everything this man tells you to do, and we’ll be set. Think about the career you’ll have, the money we’ll make. That’s worth sucking a cock or two, right?’ That’s what her ‘help’ is like. Trying to whore me out. I was 16.”

“Jesus,” Roberts said simply.

“Yeah. So I walked in, and it really didn’t take long for that pig to drop his pants. And… I considered it, I really did. A music career. All I’ve ever wanted. Here was my chance. But I thought… Nah. Fuck that—and not in the way he wants. I don’t need this kind of chance, I’ll make my own. And I gave him the finger, and walked out.

“Mom was furious. ‘After all I’ve done for you’ and blah blah blah. Slapped the shit out of me. And you know what? The next fucking day, I get a call from Pink Dragon—who you want me to drop, right?—saying they were interested in my demo. My demo that I had sent them myself—I think I even paid the postage. They wanted to try recording a more professional demo and see what we could do together. No cocksucking involved. And that was the beginning of ‘Shana Belle.’

“So no, that fucking bitch didn’t help me with shit. At best, she paid for some music lessons, and she already got that money back a thousandfold when I was stupid enough to let her leech off me for a while after that. And she used that time to try to keep a good chunk of my earnings for herself. So please, go back and tell her to fuck off with her settlement. Prostitution of minors is still a crime, right? Maybe remind her of that story.”

The lawyer slowly nodded. “Yeah. That’s… that could be some good leverage. I’ll see what I can do.”

“Thank you.”

Roberts took his leave, and Shana let out a long sigh, rubbing her temples. “Are we done?” she asked Matthew.

The man looked at his notes, though Shana was pretty sure he knew every point of order by heart, and took a moment to clear his throat. “Well, there is one more… delicate matter.”

Shana grimaced. “Matthew, I don’t like it when you hesitate. That’s never a good sign.”  Her assistant was a very straightforward person, if a bit wordy. He only became tentative when he knew some news would piss her off.

“Yes, well, a certain”—he glanced at his clipboard—“Sandra Elmer has been trying to contact you. At first, I thought she was simply an obsessive fan and tried to turn her away, but I’m given to understand that you do know her…?”

Shana frowned in concentration. The name did sound familiar. Then an image popped in her mind: blonde girl, maybe 20, but could pass for younger with her petite, flat figure. Definitely Shana’s type.

“Oh. Right. Girl I met last year in… uh… Tampa?” Unfortunately, the girl had been utterly boring in bed. One of those who likes the idea of sleeping with a celebrity, but probably isn’t even all that into girls.

“Atlanta, I’m told.”

“I was pretty close. What about her?”

Again, there was a slight, foreboding hesitation. “Well, it seems that the young lady has fallen on hard times since then, and is strongly considering selling the story of your encounter to tabloids, unless you’d be inclined to provide her with some financial incentive.”

Shana stared as the words sank in. “She’s fucking blackmailing me?”

“That would appear to be the short of it.”

“What the fuck? Where does she get the nerve?” Shana bounced to her feet and began stomping back and forth in the living room. “The hell is she gonna tell them? That she was a celeb chaser who turned out to be a pathetically disappointing fuck? Wow, what a juicy story. What’s that garbage worth?”

Matthew consulted his notes. “The figure of $120,000 was mentioned.”

Shana came to an abrupt stop in front of the coffee table and gaped at Matthew incredulously. “One hundred and twenty fucking thousand? Where does she get off? That’s not ‘I’m broke, please help’ money, she’s looking for a fucking payday!” Shana eyed the glass table balefully, very tempted to flip it over, but trashing her apartment was not going to help matters. “She can fuck right off!”

Matthew nodded. “Shall I convey those feelings, then?”

Shana took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. Truth was, it wasn’t that much money to her. She wouldn’t even notice it was gone. And it would easily avoid spreading rumors about her private life, her sexuality. But the manner in which Sandra was trying to force her hand made her livid. And who was to say the girl wouldn’t ask for more later on?

Gritting her teeth, Shana said, “Let me think about it.”

“Very well.”

She flopped down onto the sofa, laid her head against the back cushion, and closed her eyes. “Now, is there anything else?”

“No. That concludes today’s business.”

Shana sighed. The day had taken a very irritating turn. After a few seconds, she opened one eye, noticed that Matthew hadn’t moved an inch, and raised an eyebrow at him.

“Miss Belle, if I may…” he began, very uncharacteristically. He almost never offered personal opinions unless directly asked. “If you don’t wish to surrender to this blackmail, I’m fairly certain that this story wouldn’t impact your career in any significant way. One’s sexual orientation is a personal matter which has generally gained widespread acceptance. There will unfortunately always be bigots, but I dare say that no one who really matters will condemn you for the gender of your partners. It may even increase your popularity, because somehow people care about such personal details. In fact, you could be an example for—”

“I know!” Shana snapped, more forcefully than she’d intended, and immediately felt bad about it. “Sorry. You’re probably right. I just… My private life is just that. Private.” That was one reason, anyway. And it was true, she very much valued her privacy, but on a related tangent, she really didn’t want anyone to start scrutinizing her interactions with young fans based on her sexuality.

“That is also completely understandable,” Matthew said.

“Thank you, though. For caring.”

“Of course.” Matthew nodded. “Have a good evening, Miss Belle.”

“You too, Matthew. See you tomorrow.”

As her assistant walked out, she made a mental note to give him a raise. His advice hadn’t been entirely welcome, but she was touched that he’d tried. And Matthew was entirely indispensable to her business. She loved making music, but had no interest in all the details beyond the creative process. She’d go crazy if she didn’t have someone to whom she could say “make it happen,” and be assured that it would get done.

Shana sighed again and let herself fall sideways, stretching out on the couch. Talking about her mother always put her in a foul mood, and now this blackmail shit. Everyone wanted her money, her status. Rationally, she knew that she was living an extremely privileged life, but damn, sometimes it was lonely at the top. She’d liked to think that sharing intimacy with someone was a reprieve from that, but now it seemed it was just another way to get stabbed in the back.

She supposed she should count herself lucky that this was coming from someone as ordinary as Sandra. There might be some sensationalist headlines, but no one would really bat an eye at Shana sleeping with a woman just a few years younger than herself.

She had, of course, had much more scandalous partners.

Shana had been about 10 when she realised she was a lesbian. She’d had a big crush on one of her classmates, obsessing over the girl for most of the school year. She never worked up the courage to do anything about it, but she sure loved the days when P.E. class was at the pool and she could admire the girl in her tight one-piece swimsuit—and while there were no curves or figure to speak of, Shana didn’t mind that at all.

As she matured into a teenager, though she was also attracted to other teen girls—and fooled around with a few—somehow her interest in the undeveloped bodies of younger girls never went away. She didn’t think about it much at the time. Sure, there were some little cuties out there, but she was content with the occasional glance, focusing her attention on girls her own age.

That all changed when she was 17, at a pool party a friend had organized. Now, that friend had a 12-year-old little sister who was very proud to show off her new bikini, one that was a tad skimpy for her age. Shana was immediately captivated by this skinny blonde girl just on the cusp of puberty, with a pert little ass and barely a hint of breasts. She tried to avoid staring, mindful of the other people around, but couldn’t keep her eyes off this vision of beauty. And the girl knew it, somehow, reveling in the attention from an older girl—even going so far as to brazenly brush up against Shana while in the pool, which drove her wild with desire.

As time went on, the crowd dwindled, until even Shana’s friend, the one who was supposed to be hosting the party, had left to go fool around with her boyfriend. She’d probably been told to watch over her little sister while her parents were away for the weekend—but then again, this was obviously a party that wasn’t supposed to be happening in the first place.

Whatever the reason, Shana found herself alone with the little vixen. She hadn’t really intended to do anything, but surely just a bit of flirting wouldn’t hurt. Little did she know how eager this girl was to explore her sexuality. Soon, they were making out, then the swimsuits flew off, and then it was far too late to stop. Teaching this sweet little thing about the joys of lesbian sex was at the time the most profoundly thrilling experience Shana had ever known, and she was instantly hooked.

As her career took off and her fan base grew, it became clear that there would be no end to the number of young female admirers who might be open to seduction. Shana tried to resist, she really did, and most of the time she succeeded. But sometimes, the temptation was simply too much to refuse. Some flawless young teen would give her that special tell-tale look… and just like that, Shana was lost. She wasn’t especially proud of the fact that there had been a number of these girls over the years, though each encounter had been exquisite.

Now any of them could end her career—hell, her life—with a word. Yes, she was damn lucky that it was only Sandra threatening her.

And of course, her craziest, most reckless lapse of good judgment—though easily the most thrilling—had been the day she’d spent sharing pleasure with little Zoe.

Shana smiled at the thought of the girl. She wished Zoe was with her right now. Maybe not even for sex. In her current melancholy mood, she’d love to just cuddle with the girl. Maybe rest her head in Zoe’s lap, instead of on a couch cushion.

She sighed heavily. How pathetic was it to long for comfort from a child?

Still, she reached out for her phone and took a look at her private communication app. Zoe wasn’t online. Maybe not home from school yet, though it was probably getting on to late afternoon where she was.

Shana sighed once more. In the absence of her underage lover—both physical and virtual—she closed her eyes and let her memories take over.

Even a year later, it hardly seemed real that she’d had sex with a 10-year-old. No, not even; Zoe had been only 9 at the time. Shana hadn’t really planned to try anything—though that seemed to be her perpetual excuse every time this crazy lust got the better of her. At the time, it had seemed like a fun idea, spending the day with a cute little girl, the winner of a contest from some magazine.

It had started off well enough, too, though the girl’s mom seemed like a boring housewife type, so Shana found an excuse to get rid of her. Then there was the impromptu moment when she blurted out an offer to go skinny-dipping, and that was when things started to get out of control.

Seeing the little girl naked inflamed Shana’s desire like nothing else, and Zoe herself was clearly not indifferent to the charms of an adult woman’s body, even if she might not have fully realized it. Shana found herself pushing the limits little by little, until finally… it happened.

God, what an experience that had been. Making love to this innocent little beauty had been such an unbelievable thrill, up there with the best concert of her life. Even now, Shana was getting wet thinking about it.

She normally made it clear to the young girls she fooled around with: this could only be a one-time thing. But with Zoe, she just couldn’t bear the thought of giving her up completely. So they’d made plans to stay in contact, and for the past year had been communicating regularly, with things getting heated on webcam quite a few times when Zoe had the privacy she needed.

Imagining the little girl touching herself, Shana found that her dark frame of mind had abated, leaving her in a mood for a bit of self-exploration. Maybe a long, hot bath with one of her waterproof sex toys was what she needed to feel better.

Making her way to the bathroom, she paused at the door for a last glance at her phone, and was delighted to see that Zoe had just come online.

Immediately changing plans, she quickly sent a message to the girl. Free to talk?

The swift reply came just a few seconds later: a kissy face emoji.

Shana grinned. Young Zoe had ripened into quite a naughty little thing. There was certainly something to be said for wide-eyed innocent girls, but the wicked ones could be lots of fun, too. It was difficult to decide which type she preferred, especially since one could so easily be transformed into the other.

Hastening to her bedroom, Shana pulled out her laptop. Their chat—and whatever it might lead to—demanded a bigger screen than her phone. She sent a video request, and soon Zoe appeared on the screen, sitting in a desk chair, looking as gorgeous as ever. It seemed as if the girl had just come out of the shower, because she was wearing a white bathrobe and her short strawberry-blond hair was still damp.

“Heeey, baby,” Shana said. “Nice to see you.”

Zoe’s grin was positively contagious. “You too! Missed you!”

“Missed you, too. How was your day?” It wasn’t the foremost thing on Shana’s mind at the moment, but she did make a point to take a genuine interest in Zoe’s life. She didn’t want to simply use the girl for her own perverse pleasure. Besides, Zoe was a fun kid even with her clothes on.

Still, Shana made no attempt to conceal her interest in that bathrobe, open just a smidge more than modesty would allow. Judging by Zoe’s knowing smile, the girl knew all too well how to tantalize Shana.

“Not bad,” Zoe said. “Kind of a boring day, I guess. Oh, we had P.E. as the last class, and I scored a point in basketball!”

“Nice! I was always terrible at that.”

Zoe smiled, then shrugged. “It was mostly luck, really. And then I was all sweaty, so I took a shower when I got home.”

“Yeah, I can see that. I like what you’re wearing.”

“I thought you would,” Zoe said, looking pretty pleased with herself.

So the little minx had worn the robe on purpose, huh? Shana liked where things were going. “And what’cha wearing under there?”

Flashing a saucy smile, Zoe ran a hand down the front of her bathrobe, opening it far enough to reveal that, at the very least, she wasn’t wearing a top.

Shana bit her lip, staring at what she could see of that delicious flat chest. Zoe had opened the robe just shy of showing her nipples. Damn, she was getting good at being a tease. “Mmmm. You’re so sexy,” Shana purred.

Zoe giggled, breaking the illusion of seductiveness. God, Shana loved that mix of innocence and naughtiness. “Why? I don’t even have any boobs to see.”

“Hey, I like that just fine.”

Zoe smirked. “Perv.”

Perv, huh? That was new. Was Zoe realizing more fully that Shana’s tastes were rather… unusual? She didn’t seem to mind, at least, judging by her expression.

“Who, me?” Shana pointed at herself in mock surprise, then shrugged. “Well, maybe a bit. Is that bad?”

Zoe grinned and shook her head.

“So…” Shana continued, “You all alone over there, baby?”

“Uh-huh. Mom went grocery shopping.”

“So there’d be nothing stopping you from taking that bathrobe off, huh?”

Another grin. Zoe reached for the collar of her bathrobe and it looked like she was about to do just what Shana wanted, but then she hesitated, her smile fading. “Um… I…” She trailed off, then took a deep breath. “I need to tell you something first.”

“What is it, sweetie?” This sudden change of mood worried Shana.

“Well, it’s… um…” Zoe bit her lip anxiously. “Promise you won’t be mad?”

Terror gripped Shana’s heart. No, no. Please. Not you too, Zoe. “Did you… tell someone? About us?”

The girl’s eyes widened. “Oh, no! No no no. I wouldn’t do that. I promised.”

Shana slowly let out the breath she’d been holding, absolute relief replacing near panic. “Oh, good. What is it, then? I won’t be mad.”

“Um… well, I kinda… fooled around with another girl.” Zoe stared into the camera, looking very nervous.

Shana blinked. That wasn’t anywhere close to what she’d expected. “Oh! Really? Okay, that’s… Well, that’s fine, sweetie. It’s normal to want to experiment,” she said as calmly as she could. Her head was spinning a little with the revelation. Zoe had pursued sex on her own. She wasn’t sure whether to be jealous or aroused. At least it wasn’t with a boy, she told herself.

“Really? You’re not mad?”

“No, baby. You don’t owe me… well, anything, really. It’s cool with me if you want to, um, explore on your own.”

They’d never discussed the boundaries of their relationship, such as it was. Shana herself certainly hadn’t been celibate for the past year. If Zoe wanted to experiment with new partners as well, that seemed healthy, even if Shana couldn’t quite suppress a teensy hint of jealousy. She knew that was unfair, though. If she could have had a normal relationship with Zoe, things might be different, but of course that was impossible. Best that the girl didn’t get too attached to her.

Shana was growing curious to know the details of this ‘fooling around’ Zoe had done. “So… who was it, then? Did you get Jen into bed?” she asked with a wink. Jen was Zoe’s best friend.

Zoe laughed and shook her head. “No, not Jen. I don’t think she’s… into that. No, her name is Stacy.”

Shana racked her brain for the name, but came up short. “Hmm, Stacy. Is that one of your friends? I don’t remember you mentioning her before.”

“No, she’s new at school. Just moved here last month.”

“Oooh, getting your hands on the new girl, huh?”

Zoe giggled. “Well, I didn’t mean to, not really.”

“Yeah? How’d it happen?”

“Well, we had a team assignment at school and she was all alone, so I asked if she wanted to partner up…”

Shana smiled. “That’s sweet of you.”

“It’s okay, too, ‘cause Jen can always team up with Nancy. Anyway, so I went to her house to work on the thing, right? And so like, we were sitting side by side on her bed and I kinda looked at her and thought that… well, she was really cute, y’know? And she looked at me, too, and… I dunno… it was like we both knew what the other was thinking. And then we… kinda kissed.”

Shana raised her eyebrows. “Wow. Kinda kissed, huh? Just like that?” It certainly wasn’t uncommon for women who were interested in each other to pass wordless signals between them like that. But two little girls? “So, wait… had she done stuff like that before?”

“Oh, ya. She had a friend where she came from, and they did dirty stuff all the time, she said.”

“Really? Damn…” Kids these days, Shana thought, growing increasingly aroused. “And she’s your age?”

“Ya… well, I think she’s 11,” said Zoe, who had a few months to go to reach that age. “Um, she has boobs,” she added.

Shana laughed. “Oh? Big ones?”

“Nah. Not like you. Just like… I dunno, half apples? But um… they’re pretty nice.” It was hard to tell through the video feed, but it looked like Zoe might be blushing.

“Mmm, I bet they are.” Shana imagined Zoe fondling the little girl’s budding breasts, feeling herself getting wetter. “What does she look like, other than her boobs?”

“Hmm, I guess she’s about my height, maybe a little taller. And… well, she’s Asian. And she has black hair, like…” Zoe gestured at around shoulder level, a little longer than her own locks. “She’s… well, she’s real pretty. I mean, not as much as you! But…”

Shana smiled. “It’s okay, sweetie. She does sound pretty hot. So… you two kissed, and you got to look at her tits?” she asked, assuming there was more to the story. Somehow, one of her hands had made its way between her legs as she pictured the scene.

“Oh, I did more than just look,” Zoe said slyly.

“Oooh. Do go on.”

“Um, I felt her up… and kissed her boobs, too.”

“Mmm-hmm. She like that?”

“Oh, ya. And then she did it to me, too.”

“Very nice. What else did you do, you dirty girls?” Shana asked, her voice thick with arousal.

Zoe gave her a look. “Us, dirty? What are you doing down there now?” She craned her neck as if that would change the angle of the camera and give her a better view.

“Guilty as charged. What can I say? You got me hot,” Shana said, pressing on the front of her jeans with her fingers.

“Let me see.”

“Now who’s being a perv?” Shana teased. “But, yeah, fair enough.”

Getting on her knees, she began to undo her pants, making sure to remain in the frame of the camera. She considered making a show out of stripping, but decided she was too eager to hear the rest of Zoe’s story, and simply got rid of all her clothes in the quickest way possible. Now naked, she lay on her side with her legs spread, putting her cunt in full view.

Gently stroking her sodden pussy, Shana purred at the jolt of pleasure she felt. “Mmmm. You’re right, much better this way.”

Zoe grinned, eyes fixed on Shana’s bare body.

“Now you’re the one wearing too much,” Shana pointed out.

Without hesitation, Zoe shrugged out of her bathrobe, confirming that she wasn’t wearing a stitch underneath. She quickly angled her camera downward a little bit to give Shana the full view, then lay back in her chair and spread her legs. This was far from the first time they’d gotten frisky like this, and Zoe had long since got past any shyness she felt about exposing herself.

Shana drank in the sight, slipping a finger into her pussy. The little girl’s angelic face; her undeveloped chest, still completely flat yet so alluring; her hairless sex, looking pure and chaste, now lewdly displayed… Shana was amazed all over again by how sexy Zoe was, how the little girl’s body seemed perfectly tailored to turn her on.

“Go on, then. You were about to tell me about the fun you had with Stacy,” Shana prompted.

“Yeah. Well, we got naked, and… we rubbed each other, and… Oh! She didn’t know about the tongue thing, though. You know… um, licking down there. Her pussy.”

“Oh, really? Did you teach her, then?”

“Uh-huh. She thought it was really weird... at first.” Zoe giggled.

Imagining the scene, Shana smiled, recalling how shocked Zoe herself had been when Shana went down on her for the first time. “And I bet you changed her mind, huh?”

“Oh, ya. She loved it once I started licking her. Even pushed her pussy in my face.”

“Mmmm. Yeah, I bet you blew her mind, didn’t you?” Shana was fingering herself furiously now, overwhelmed by visions of two little girls fucking each other. Her excitement only mounted when Zoe began playing with herself on screen.

“She came a lot,” Zoe said proudly. “Then she wanted to try it, too... and hey, she did pretty good! Not as good as you, but, y’know, not bad for a beginner.”

“Look at you, a pussy-licking expert now, huh?” Shana laughed, though it came out more as a wheeze due to her breath growing ragged. “Did she make you come?”

“Uh-huh.” Zoe was breathing harder now, too.

“That’s awesome, baby. Are you two gonna fuck again?”

“I think so… if that’s okay.”

“Sure, sure. People won’t even suspect you sweet little things of being such dirty girls. Y-you should fuck all the time!” Shana panted, her little bout of jealousy swept away by raw lust.

Zoe only nodded, eyes half-closed. Her fingers were moving rapidly, tracing little circles over her clit.

Shana was teasing her own bud with one hand and plunging two fingers into her vagina with the other, eyes riveted to Zoe’s smooth sex. “Mmmm. God, I-I wish I was with you right now.”

“Me too!”

Shana fingered herself even harder. “What—oh, God—would you want me to do to you?”

“Lick me!” Zoe was really going at it, the 10-year-old’s hand a blur between her legs.

“Lick what, baby?”

“Lick my… my c-cunt!”

Zoe had grown into quite the lewd little girl, but she still sometimes hesitated to say dirty words, which was both adorable and sexy as hell. She’d certainly learned the power these words had to drive Shana wild, though.

Right on cue, a powerful orgasm ripped through Shana’s body, leaving her moaning wordlessly. She fought to keep her eyes open as, a few seconds later, Zoe hit her own climax, the girl’s small body shaking all over as she closed her thighs around her hand.

Though still riding the wave of her own ecstasy, Shauna could only stare in awe. Is there a more beautiful sight than a little girl coming? I sure can’t imagine it.

Finally spent, the two of them slowly relaxed and caught their breaths, exchanging dazed smiles. “I can’t wait to see you again, baby. Just a month to go,” Shana said, wistfully imagining how much better it would be to do these things in real life.

“Oh! That’s right, I forgot to tell you, my parents said it’s okay for me to spend the day with you when you’ll be in town.”

Shana immediately sat up straight. “Yes! You should have told me that right away, sweetie! That’s awesome news.” A delicious shiver spread through Shana’s body as she thought of all the hot, sweaty fun they’d have.

“I meant to, but… I got distracted.” Zoe eyed Shana as if that was her fault, even though she’d been the one who answered the video call half-naked. “Oh, and… I kinda told Stacy I could get her a front row ticket…”

Shana laughed. “Trying to impress the new girl, huh? And I assume I’m supposed to help with that?”

“Pleeeease?” Zoe made puppy eyes, the kind guaranteed to get her anything she wanted.

“Okay, okay, I’ll make it happen, don’t worry. So, she’s a fan too, huh?”

“Oh, ya. Well, not as much as me,” Zoe was quick to point out. “But sure, she likes your music a lot. And she said you’re really pretty, hah. That was kinda funny. I had to try hard to keep a straight face.”

“Hmm, interesting…” Shana said slowly, gears turning in her head as a very dangerous idea occurred to her. A terrible idea, really. One she should most definitely keep only as a fantasy.

And yet… could she pass up this chance? These impulses would get her in serious trouble one day, but she had to ask. “Say, do you think your new friend might be into… having some fun with me, too?”

Zoe’s smile vanished. “What? You… you want to have sex with her?”

Shana immediately wished she could take back the question. This distraught look was not the reaction she’d been hoping for. She raised up her hands appeasingly. “Only if you’re okay with it! I just thought… you like doing it with her, you like doing it with me, so y’know, maybe the three of us could fool around a bit… but if you don’t like the idea, that’s cool!”

Zoe’s expression turned thoughtful. “O-oh! You meant, like, all three of us together?”

Shana had to laugh. Did the girl think she was being ditched? “Of course! You know you’re my number one girl, I wouldn’t leave you out.”

“I didn’t know people did… that.”

“Seriously, it’s a thing. It’s called a threesome. Not necessarily super common, but it does happen,” explained Shana, who’d had her share of threesomes over the years. She decided not to blow the kid’s mind with the revelation that people sometimes did it in even bigger groups.

Zoe tapped a finger against her chin. “Hmm, well, that sounds like… it could be fun,” she finally said, a sly smile appearing on her lips.

Shana grinned. She liked this reaction a lot more. “Right?”

“What about not telling anyone, though?”

Shana scratched the back of her head. “Well… yeah, it’s probably a bad idea, but…” Oh, it was. It was the worst idea. But fuck, even though she’d just come, she was turned on all over again just thinking about it. “Do you think she could keep the secret?”

Zoe shrugged. “I dunno. I guess so? Hmm, I could try asking her what she thinks about it all… Like, not directly, but kinda pretend it’s a joke, you know? Like, ‘what would you do if…?’ ”

“Sure. Making it an hypothetical scenario. That could work to gauge her interest…”

“Ya, that’s what—” Zoe suddenly froze, glancing over her shoulder. “Crap, my mom’s back.”

The girl quickly put her bathrobe back on, calling out, “Hi, Mom!”

Shana angled her laptop camera up to show only her face, just in case Zoe’s mom decided to come into her daughter’s room. “Great timing,” she said drily. “But I guess it could have been worse.”

Zoe snorted, then paused as if listening. “Uh, okay, hold on!” she shouted, then said, “I gotta go help her with the groceries. I’ll let you know about… the thing.”

“Okay. Bye, baby.” Shana kissed her fingertips, then brought them close to the camera. Zoe did the same, smiling, then the screen went black.

Shana lay back on the bed and sighed. “What are you getting yourself into now, you crazy girl?” she asked out loud.

But she didn’t really want to think about consequences right now. She shrugged to herself, then began to masturbate again, quickly bringing herself to another intense climax as images of two naked little girls danced in her mind.

* * *

“Sha-na! Sha-na! Sha-na!” The crowd chanted her name, still demanding more after two encores. Shana closed her eyes for a moment, drinking in the sound. There was nothing quite like the rush you got from the adulation of thousands of fans.

The imaginatively-named Fargodome in Fargo, North Dakota was far from the biggest venue she’d ever played, but the place was packed, and the audience had been wired from the first note of the opening song. No doubt about it, this gig had been a complete success.

“So, I guess you want one more?” she asked the crowd, to a roar of approval. “Okay, okay. This is the last song for tonight.” She paused for the expected chorus of good-natured booing. “I know, I know. But I’ll be back, I promise.” Easy to please, the crowd was quickly back to cheering.

“Okay, I think you know this one. It’s called… ‘Shooting Star’,” she announced, getting an even bigger ovation. It was one of her most popular songs, but she had chosen it specifically as the closer because it was Zoe’s favorite.

Scanning the front row, Shana spotted the girl, cheering wildly, and gave her young lover a wink. Next to Zoe, another girl was speaking into her ear with obvious excitement. Stacy, most likely. Shana couldn’t get a very good look from the stage, but from what she could tell, Zoe’s friend was a real cutie.

This was no time to think about that, though. Shana launched into the song, giving it her all for a memorable finale. Her energy was beginning to flag by the end of this two-hour concert, but the sheer joy of performing always seemed to give Shana the adrenaline she needed for a rousing finish.

At the chorus, she pointed her mic towards the crowd and let them sing for a while. Having thousands of people belting out her own words was always an intoxicating experience, no matter how many shows she played.

The song concluded with a quiet, emotional part, and now the audience went silent, caught up in the mood of the music, hanging on to her every word. Then a half-second after the last note, they erupted into thunderous applause, everyone jumping to their feet and cheering, shouting, whistling and clapping for several minutes.

Shana basked in this sea of adoration, repeatedly bowing, waving and thanking the fans,  finally exiting the stage. Making her way to her dressing room, she took a quick shower to wash away the sweat, then changed into a fresh tank top and skirt, identical to what she’d been wearing on stage.

Emerging from the dressing room, she was immediately surrounded by a small crowd of devotees, all clamoring for autographs. Spotting Zoe standing to one side at the back, she felt an intense urge to ignore everyone else and run straight to the girl. With her busy tour schedule for the past month, she’d barely been able to see Zoe, even online. But still, she had a duty to her fans that couldn't be overlooked.

As patiently as she could, Shana greeted each one in turn, thanking them for coming and signing whatever they had brought with them. Thankfully, the number of VIP passes that allowed backstage access was pretty limited.

Eventually the group finally thinned out, and Zoe ran up to her, obviously just as eager to reunite. Shana crouched down and caught the girl in a tight hug. “Missed you so much,” she whispered in Zoe’s ear. Their embrace lasted a while, neither of them wanting to let go, and Shana didn’t care one bit at that moment if it was seen as inappropriately long.

When they finally parted, Zoe seemed to suddenly remember that they weren’t alone. Turning to the nervous-looking girl standing next to her, she said, “This is my friend Stacy.”

Up close, Stacy was even prettier than Shana had guessed. A slender Asian girl, her dark hair framed a cute and delicate face. And as Zoe had mentioned, there was a hint of just-developing breasts under her tight t-shirt. All in all, a very attractive little girl. Innocent-looking, but thanks to Zoe, Shana knew better. She felt a familiar warmth between her legs at the thought of what these two little minxes had already been up to.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Stacy,” Shana said, extending a hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Stacy took Shana’s hand, then hesitated. “Um… you have?” She glanced at Zoe, then back, clearly unsure what to make of that.

“All good, don’t worry.” Shana winked. “Did you like the show?”

“Omigod, it was the best. Everything sounded and looked so good, with the lights and the dancing and all that, and you looked amazing, and omigod, the new songs! You played new songs! They were all great, too, and… and…” Stacy’s rapid-fire gushing seemed to have run out of fuel. “Wasn’t it the best, Zoe?”

The girl shrugged. “Yeah, it was okay.”

Stacy gaped at her friend. Even Shana raised an eyebrow. Then Zoe broke into a big grin. “Just kidding! It was awesome! But I knew it would be.”

Stacy rolled her eyes at Zoe’s antics, then turned back to Shana, shyly holding up a poster. “Um, do you think you could…?”

“Sure thing.” Shana used a marker to sign the poster with a flourish, then handed it back to the delighted kid.

A man who’d been hovering near the girls took this opportunity to introduce himself. “Hi, um, Shana? Miss Belle? I’m Tom. Tom Sheng. Stacy’s dad. That was quite a show. I must thank you for the tickets.”

“No problem at all. Nice to meet you, Tom.” She shook the man’s hand. He seemed a little intimidated. To his credit, he managed to keep his eyes on her face rather than her cleavage. Mostly. “Are you a fan, then?”

“Oh, I was mainly accompanying the girls here, but… you might just have turned me into a new admirer.” He let out a nervous laugh.

“Glad to hear that.” She gave him a dazzling smile—it never hurt to be extra charming in this business—then turned back to Zoe. “So, we’re still on for tomorrow?”

“Yeah!” Zoe replied with just as much enthusiasm as Shana felt herself at the prospect of spending quality time with one, maybe two sexy little girls. “Oh, Stacy can hang out with us too, right?” Zoe gave Shana a subtle wink. They hadn’t even had the opportunity to further discuss the possibility of Stacy joining them in bed, what with how busy Shana had been lately, but Zoe’s eagerness certainly boded well.

“Can I really?” Stacy asked, wide-eyed.

“Of course,” Shana said. “If it’s okay with your dad.” She eyed the man, hoping he wouldn’t decide to invite himself to their private party.

“I don’t see why not,” Tom said, smiling at his daughter, who was beside herself with excitement.

“Great,” Shana said. “Can you get to Zoe’s tomorrow morning? We’ll pick you both up there.”

Stacy nodded. “Oh, sure.”

“Well, that’s settled,” Tom said, sounding like he was ready to leave. “Shall we take you back now, Zoe?”

Shana was most definitely not ready to let Zoe go just yet. “Oh, I’ll drive her home later. Don’t worry about it.”

“All right, then. Well, we’d better hit the road. Again, it was very nice to meet you.”

Stacy didn’t look nearly as eager to take off, so Shana said, “Bye, Stacy. I’ll see you again tomorrow. We’ll have fun all day long, I promise.”

Beaming again, the girl followed her dad towards the exit.

Seating themselves on a nearby bench, Shana and Zoe chatted for a while, the young girl giving her very detailed impressions of the concert. Of course, Shana wanted nothing more than to take Zoe into the dressing room and make love to her, but she knew it was very unlikely they’d be left undisturbed. In fact, they were interrupted a few times by crew members asking questions or fans wanting autographs. She had to settle for quick touches every now and then.

When Matthew appeared, Zoe recognized him right away and excitedly asked, “Are we riding in the limo again?”

“Indeed, Miss Price,” he replied in his usual impassive tone, though a faint smile threatened to appear at the corners of his mouth when Zoe gave him a big grin.

“Only the best for you, kiddo,” Shana added with a wink.

“Cool!” Zoe jumped to her feet, then grabbed Shana’s hand with both of hers and dragged her up. “Let’s do it!”

“All right, all right, hold your horses,” Shana said, though unable to keep from smiling at Zoe’s enthusiasm. It was easy to forget how everyday things she took for granted could seem so exciting to a child.

She held on to Zoe’s hand as they made their way to the parking garage. Though that surely looked completely innocent to any observer, the skin contact, the warmth of the small hand in hers, was more than enough to turn Shana on.

When they reached the limousine, Matthew held the door open, and Shana and Zoe climbed in. His phone suddenly rang, and he held up a finger. “One moment,” he said before closing the door.

Far less nervous than the first time she’d ridden with Shana, Zoe shifted around, trying out all the different places to sit, even though they all felt the same. Shana watched, amused. She was struck by how even such mundane antics held some inexplicable allure that was utterly unique to young girls. Even in a winter coat, Zoe had an effortless, unconscious sexiness that had Shana feeling all hot and crazy inside.

“Good thing the heating works in this thing,” Shana said with a shiver, looking down at her own much lighter clothing. “I should have changed before leaving. Kinda forgot it was winter out here. That’s what happens when you tour, it’s a different climate every day. It was a lot warmer just a bit further south last week. What’s wrong with this state, anyway? It’s mid-March, it shouldn’t be so cold!”

Zoe just shrugged. “Feels normal to me.”

Shana forgot all about the weather when Zoe kicked off her shoes and lay down on the long seat, resting both feet in Shana’s lap. The shirt under her unbuttoned coat had ridden up to reveal her belly button, inflaming Shana’s lust even further. Sure, the girl was sexy even in winter garb, but even more so with some skin showing.

Before she even knew what she was doing, Shana found herself leaning over Zoe and pressing her lips to the little girl’s mouth. Surprised for just a moment, Zoe was soon kissing back just as eagerly, welcoming Shana’s tongue into her mouth, their passion magnified by the long months apart.

It was heavenly. Shana had missed this little mouth so much—the softness of Zoe’s lips, the child’s tongue tangling with hers, the helpless excitement that no other lover could equal. She wanted this moment to last forever.

The sudden sound of the driver door opening and closing made them both start. Zoe’s eyes, now full of fear, went to the dark window that separated the passenger area from the driver’s. “C-can he see us?”

“No,” Shana replied softly, caressing the girl’s cheek. “But sound could still carry, so…” She held up a finger to her lips.

Reassured, Zoe smiled and nodded.

God, she was so beautiful. Shana had no choice but to kiss the girl again, her arousal rising sharply. She wanted Zoe so badly at that moment, more than she’d ever hungered for anyone else. She felt a deep yearning to make love to this child. To make her come. To make her scream. But none of that was possible now, of course.

She abruptly realized that inviting Stacy to join them the next day had been a foolish idea. What did she need from some other girl when she had Zoe? What if Stacy didn’t want to play along, and she never got the chance to get Zoe on her own? All her careful planning would have been for nothing. Let’s face it, you got greedy, Shana told herself. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

“Ready to depart, Miss Belle?” came Matthew’s voice from the car speakers.

Shana sat up, looked down at Zoe. The little girl’s breath was a little uneven from making out, her eyes still glazed with desire. God, she was sexy. God, Shana wanted her.

Did she dare have sex with Zoe while the car was on the road? No. No, no, no. That was insanely risky. Matthew might not be able to see what was going on in the back seat, but she couldn’t be sure there wouldn’t be any tell-tale sounds or other signs of what they’d be up to. While the man was very loyal and patient, he certainly couldn’t be expected to turn a blind eye to that.

The limo itself wasn’t the worst place for a quick fuck, though, Shana decided. Weighing her options, she let herself be tempted.

She pressed the button to talk to the driver. “Actually… sorry to be a pest, Matthew, but… I kinda forgot my coat. And it’s gonna be pretty cold outside when we get out of here so… Could you be a dear and fetch it for me? Oh, and a pair of pants would probably be good, too.”

There was a moment of silence. Though he never showed anything outwardly, Shana occasionally wondered how exasperated she made her assistant at times. Was he sighing and rolling his eyes right now?

“I will return shortly,” he finally said, then they heard the door open and close once again.

Shana’s best guess was that it would take Matthew at least fifteen minutes to walk to the dressing room and back. Time enough for some fun. Still, not a great idea to fuck a little girl in a parking lot but… she couldn’t resist.

Lying back down next to Zoe, Shana said, “Now, where were we?”

“Um, doing sexy stuff,” Zoe replied, then giggled.

They kissed again, and this time Shana let her hands wander over her young lover’s body. Gliding up the legs first, cupping her little ass, then impatiently pushing that cumbersome coat off Zoe’s shoulders.

“I want you so bad,” Shana said, her voice husky with yearning.

Zoe shivered, perhaps awed by the intensity in Shana’s tone. “Are we gonna… do it here?”

“Can you keep quiet?” They hadn’t seen many people around in the private section of the parking deck, but there was no sense in taking an even bigger risk.

Zoe eyed the tinted windows nervously, then took a deep breath, looked back at Shana and gave a quick nod.

Shana’s tongue was instantly back in Zoe’s mouth as she kissed the little girl hungrily,  then her lips traveled off to one side, nuzzling on Zoe’s neck and ear, breathing in the sweet smell of her hair. Pure lust driving her on, she crawled down the girl’s body to kiss her exposed belly, then pushed Zoe’s shirt out of the way, revealing a lovely chest that showed no sign of needing a bra any time soon. She paused to admire the girl’s youthful beauty, then bent to take a nipple between her lips.

As Shana kissed and licked those delightful little buds, Zoe made soft mewling sounds, very sexy to hear, but not loud enough to carry outside the car.

As much as Shana longed to kiss every single inch of Zoe’s body, they only had a few minutes before Matthew returned, and there was one particular spot that she craved above all. Quickly undoing Zoe’s jeans, she hooked her fingers in the waistbands of both pants and panties, then pulled them down to the girl’s knees.

Despite a powerful urge to dive right in, Shana took a moment to admire the child’s sex close up. Perfect, just perfect. Not a single hair marred its silky smoothness. So beautiful, so inviting. She inhaled deeply, drawing in the perfume of Zoe’s intimate scent, then let her tongue gently part the labia, taking a long, slow lick from bottom to top, relishing the always intoxicating taste of a little girl.

“Mmmm. I’ve waited for this for so long,” Shana murmured.

“Me too! D-don’t stop!” Zoe pleaded. A moan pushed its way past her lips when Shana eagerly obeyed, and the child hastily clamped a hand over her mouth.

Shana wished she could get Zoe entirely out of her clothes, as they made going down on her more difficult than it should have been, but it was best to be able to cover up quickly if the need arose. Likewise, while she’d love nothing more than to leisurely savor Zoe’s pussy, Shana was only too aware that time was of the essence. So she adopted a vigorous pace, flicking her tongue through those delicate lips and paying plenty of attention to the child’s tiny clitoris.

Zoe squirmed about, clearly wanting to spread her legs wider but restrained by the pants that were ringing her knees. Soon, the girl’s breath was hissing through her nose, and her muffled moans grew increasingly frantic.

Shana was thrilled and a little surprised by how juicy Zoe was. While the girl had gotten wet during their first time together a year earlier, it was nothing like this. Shana absolutely loved the thick, rich flavor of pussy, and could lose herself completely when giving oral. Burrowing deep as she could go between Zoe’s legs, she drank from the girl, the tart nectar coating the lower half of her face.

Soon, Zoe went rigid, a choked gasp escaping her throat as she came. The girl was twisting her head from side to side, covering her mouth with both hands as she fought to keep quiet. Shana gently sucked on Zoe’s clit, trying to make her orgasm last as long as possible.

When Zoe’s body finally went slack, Shana sat up, licking the honey from her lips as she admired the panting little girl. With her hair in disarray, her shirt clinging to a sweat-glazed chest, and her smooth slit open and glistening, she was a vision of budding sexuality. Shana reached out to caress the girl’s flat chest, pausing to tease a nipple, then trailed her fingers downwards to brush Zoe’s sex.

“That tickles!” the child gasped, a shudder racing through her boyish frame.

“You should probably put those clothes back on now,” Shana said, with a wistful sigh.

Zoe struggled into a sitting position. “What about you, though?” she asked, putting a hand on Shana’s bare thigh.

The girl’s touch sent a jolt of electricity through Shana, who bit her lip in frustration. There was nothing in the world that she wanted more than for Zoe to return the favor, but that was much too risky at this point. Matthew would be returning any minute now. She’d just have to fuck herself silly once she got to her hotel room.

She gave Zoe a quick kiss, her tongue briefly darting between the girl’s lips. “I don’t think we have time for that right now. Believe me, I wish we did. I guess you’ll have to owe me one.” She winked.

Zoe pouted playfully, but began to arrange her clothes back in a presentable state, and Shana helped to sort out her hair.

A couple of minutes later, they were seated side by side and looking innocent as can be when there was a polite knock at the window, the door opening to reveal Matthew.

“Here you are, then,” he said, presenting the requested clothes.

“Thanks a lot. You’re the best, Matthew,” Shana said. “Oh, you have Zoe’s address, right?”

“Of course.”

“Cool. We can be on our way, then.”

“Very well.” Matthew nodded, closed the door, and made his way to the driver seat. Soon, the car was in motion.

Zoe scooched up close. “So, about tomorrow…” she said, her lips caressing Shana’s ear, “I think Stacy would totally be down to fool around.”

Shana’s curiosity was instantly piqued. “Oh? Why do you think that?”

“Well… ‘cause she said so.”

Shana turned to give Zoe a look. The girl seemed much too pleased with the way she was withholding details. “She did?” Shana prompted.

“Uh-huh. So, I did what we said, right? I asked her what she’d do if, like, you wanted to fool around with her. As a… hypo… hypothesis.”

“Hypothetical. And she said…?”

“Yeah, that. She said, well…” Zoe paused, a sly smirk on her lips as she rested a hand on Shana’s thigh. “Stacy said you could lick her pussy any day.”

Shana swallowed. “Did she, now?” She’d regretted inviting Stacy along just a few minutes ago, but now she was quickly rethinking that notion. Between going down on Zoe and this conversation, her cunt was positively dripping.

“Uh-huh.” Zoe’s hand made its way up Shana’s thigh, slipping under her short skirt. “Would you lick her if she let you?” she asked, that little-girl voice at delicious odds with her sultry tone.

“Zoe…” Shana warned. God, she didn’t want the girl to stop, but…

“Can you keep quiet?” Zoe asked, flashing a cheeky smile. Shana’s head was spinning. When had this innocent little girl become such an expert seductress?

Shana glanced towards the front of the car, weighing her options. Well, they couldn’t be seen, she was pretty sure that she could keep quiet, and the skirt made for easy access, so her clothes could stay on… There should be no problem, right? Fuck, she just couldn’t resist. “Yeah,” she whispered.

“Yeah, you’ll keep quiet, or yeah, you’d lick her pussy?”

Shana took a long breath, then let it out slowly, willing herself to remain calm. “Both.”

Despite her best intentions, she inhaled sharply as soon as Zoe’s fingers grazed the front of her panties. At least she avoided moaning out loud.

Zoe began moving her fingers against the fabric, tracing the length of Shana’s slit, then drawing little circles over her clitoris. Then she calmly resumed her story, as if nothing at all special was happening.

“Then I wanted to know if she was really serious, right? So I kinda laughed a bit when she said that about you licking her, ‘cause you know… easy for her to say, right? So I asked her stuff like, ‘Would you really do it, though? Like, if Shana wanted to do stuff for real, you’d let her? You wouldn’t think it’s weird? And you’d keep it a secret?’ I mean, not like grilling her. Just, y’know, acting like I was just curious. I think I was pretty convincing. Anyway, she said it would be kinda weird if you were into her, but that she’d totally do it. And that you were ‘soooo hot’. And that she’d love to feel you up and lick you and make you come. And that she’d never, ever tell anyone, cross her heart and hope to die. I believe her, too... ‘cause no one here but me knows that she likes girls.”

“Fuck, Zoe…” Shana breathed.

“I told her I’d do it all if I could, too.” Zoe grinned, pressing harder against Shana’s panties. “So yeah, like I said, I think she’d be down.”

“God, I’d say so.” Stacy had seemed pretty shy when they’d met earlier, but it sounded like the girl could be downright brazen. Shana liked brazen little girls very much.

Zoe chose that moment to pull the front of Shana’s panties to one side to touch her pussy directly. Prodding the entrance with a fingertip, she looked up questioningly.

Shana quickly nodded her assent, then held her breath as one, then two small fingers penetrated her, sending waves of pleasure rippling through her body.

“Or… do you want me to do it like last time?” Zoe asked.

“Hm?” Right then, Shana’s thoughts were too scattered for her to understand what Zoe was getting at.

“You know… Like, with my whole hand?”

“Oh! Jesus, no! Not here!” No way would she be able to keep quiet if Zoe fisted her. She could still hardly believe they’d done it the one time. Shana wasn’t even normally into that kind of thing,  but when the thought of getting fucked by the smaller hand of a 9-year-old had popped into her head, the sheer lewdness of the act had taken hold of her, and she’d just had to try.

Zoe shrugged, a sly smile on her lips. “Okay, just checking.”

As it was, Shana had to concentrate to keep loud moans from escaping, but she managed somehow. The only sound in the cabin other than ragged breathing was the wet noises Zoe’s fingers made as they moved in and out of her cunt. Not quite loud enough to be heard, she hoped, though it was hard to tell for sure with the blood pounding in her ears.

“Do you… mmm, God… do you f-finger Stacy like this? D-does she do it to you?” Shana managed to ask, suddenly curious.

Zoe shook her head. “No. We haven’t yet, anyway. That could hurt, right?”

“Maybe… not always. Oh, fuck, Zoe!”

“Yeah. I dunno. Not sure I’m ready to try that just yet… So, anyway, are we gonna do it tomorrow? Um, the threesome, I mean?”

Shana tried to meet Zoe’s gaze, but right then, her eyes couldn’t seem to focus. “Do you… want to?”

Zoe nodded emphatically, Shana could tell that much. Clearly, the girl had given the idea some serious thought. “Yeah, I so want to. It sounds way hot!” Zoe cooed, then flashed a saucy grin.

“Doesn’t it, though?” Fuck, I’m gonna have sex with two little girls! Shana thought. There was a sharp jolt of pleasure at the realization, and then she felt her moment of release, bearing down like a tidal wave. “Oh! I’m g-gonna come,” she murmured, half-surprised at the suddenness of it.

When her orgasm hit, she clenched her jaw to avoid crying out. Her hands reflexively gripped the car seat, her head snapped back, eyes tightly shut. The flood of ecstasy washed her thoughts away, leaving only images floating in her mind of two naked little girls, both offering their pussies to her.

After the pleasure slowly faded, Shana took a deep breath and opened her eyes. Zoe was watching her, smiling. “Damn… that was amazing. Thank you, baby.”

“You’re welcome,” Zoe said, nodding to herself, pleased with her handiwork. Withdrawing her arm from beneath Shana’s skirt, she examined her sticky fingers for a moment, then shrugged and stuck them in her mouth, humming happily as she sucked them clean. She smiled innocently afterwards, perhaps oblivious to the effect she had on Shana.

In the mood to taste herself on Zoe’s lips, Shana leaned over and kissed the girl. A long, gentle kiss with no urgency behind it, just her need to enjoy the intimacy of Zoe’s lips against hers.

Opening her eyes, she drank in the view of the child’s face. So beautiful. Angelic. Flawless. All the cares in the world seemed to evaporate when she was with Zoe.

Shana parted her lips to speak. I love you, she very nearly said, but caught herself just in time.

Furious with herself, Shana clenched her left hand into a fist, fingernails biting into the palm. It wasn’t the first time that such feelings had bubbled up, that she’d been close to saying something stupid. Could she honestly be in love with a 10-year-old? Or was pervy infatuation clouding her judgment?

One thing was certain: nothing good would come from saying those words out loud. It would only make Zoe more needful, more dependent on her… and Shana couldn’t allow herself to play with the kid’s feelings any more than she already had.

Let it go, for God’s sake, she told herself. No point sulking about what you can’t have.

Shaking her head, she slipped an arm around Zoe, looking for something, anything to say to her. “So… sounds like you and Stacy get pretty hot and heavy together, huh? Just how many times have you had sex with her, d’ya think?”

Zoe opened her mouth to answer, then paused, thinking about it for a moment. “Uh… well, a bunch!” she admitted.

Shana chuckled. “All in a month, huh?”

“Yeah. Well, it’s like you said, nobody thinks we’re up to that kinda stuff, so it’s easy. And she’s pretty great. I mean, even when we’re not fooling around.”

Something in Zoe’s tone caught Shana’s attention. “You like her a lot, huh?”

“Yeah…” Zoe began, then she looked up at Shana. “Oh. I mean, not like—”

“It’s okay,” Shana interrupted. “I’m glad you have a… special friend,” she said, stamping down hard on a twinge of jealousy. It’s better for Zoe, having a girlfriend her own age. End of story.

Glancing out the window, Zoe suddenly said, “Oh, this is my street!”

“Well then, I guess this is it. But I’ll see you again in a few hours,” Shana said.

They came together for one final kiss that lasted until the car came to a stop, then drew apart a moment before Matthew opened the rear door.

“Thanks,” Zoe said, gazing up at the clean-cut man. Climbing out, she hit Shana with a dazzling grin. “See you tomorrow!” the girl exclaimed, then bounded up the walkway towards her home. Shana watched Zoe’s bottom jiggle as she ran, feeling an unexpected flicker of lust at the sight.

When Zoe reached the porch, she swiveled about and waved, calling “Bye!”

“Bye,” Shana murmured, waving back with a sigh. Tomorrow morning already seemed to be an eternity away. And that evening, she’d be sleeping alone.

Matthew had returned to the driver’s seat, and his voice now came through on the intercom. “Is there anywhere else you wish to go?”

“No, Matthew,” Shana replied, settling into her seat. “Let’s just go back to the hotel.”

* * *

In the morning Shana picked the girls up in the limousine, with Matthew behind the wheel. Never having been in a limo before, Stacy was hugely impressed, marvelling at the interior space, the plushness of the seats and other amenities. Zoe, on the other hand, tried to play it cool like she’d seen it all before, even though she’d been just as giddy on the previous day’s ride.

For lunch, they went to an Italian restaurant Shana had looked up online, one that had been favorably reviewed by the local critics. The girls had pizza, while Shana tried their linguine carbonara. It wasn’t quite as good as what she was used to having in New York, but decent enough.

Afterwards, Shana had Matthew drive them to her hotel suite. Once the three of them had emerged from the car, she turned and tapped on the glass. When Matthew rolled the window down, she murmured, “You can have the rest of the day off. I’ll hang out with the girls for a couple of hours, then get ‘em an Uber home.”

“Will you need anything tonight?” Matthew said.

Shana shook her head. “Nah. I’m feeling kinda lazy. Think I’ll watch a movie or something, then turn in early. See you tomorrow morning.” With a brief smile, she turned away.

As the limo pulled away from the curb, Shana made her way over to the girls, who were chatting with the portly, grey-haired doorman. “Well, ladies,” she said, placing a hand on each girl’s shoulder, “shall we go inside?”

“Oh, yeah—let’s do it!” Zoe replied. Stacy gave a shy nod.

The doorman sprang to pull the heavy door open, and Shana steered the girls inside with a  smile for the man—his nametag read Arturo—reminding herself to have Matthew tip him generously before they left.

Zoe and Stacy seemed dazed by the luxury on display, looking all around with mouths slightly ajar as Shana led them to the elevators. Just wait till you see where they put me, she thought, smiling to herself.

Sure enough, the girls’ jaws dropped when they saw Shana’s suite, which featured an enormous living space with three couches, a huge TV and a fully equipped kitchen, as well as a separate bedroom, nearly as large and just as lavishly furnished, not to mention the rather ostentatious bathroom, which had been done from end to end in white marble.

Even Zoe couldn’t fake indifference this time. “Wow! This is your room? It must be bigger than our whole apartment!”

Shana smiled. “Not bad, huh? Didn’t expect such a fancy place here, I admit.”

Zoe and Stacy wandered around for a bit, jumping on the bed, trying out the couches, judging it all to be very comfortable. Shana sat and watched them frolic, feeling amused by their little girl exuberance—and just a tad turned on.

Spotting a large box filled with clothes in a corner of the living room section, Zoe pointed and asked, “What’s that?”

Shana smiled inwardly. In fact, she had carefully placed the box there earlier in the day for her guests to find. “Oh, some costumes and props of mine from past tours and the like. A bit of memorabilia, if you will. I thought you might have fun digging through them,” she said.

Zoe and Stacy looked at each other, mouths agape, then rushed over to the box as if it was a chest of pirate booty. Clothes flew out as they investigated its contents with much enthusiasm.

“Wow, isn’t this what you wore on the pictures inside the booklet of the Whispered Secrets album?” Zoe exclaimed, holding up a pink t-shirt.

“Uh, could be? It was used in some shoot, anyway. Sounds like you know better than me.” When Zoe gave her a weird look, she added, “Well, what? That was four years ago. Do you remember what you wore four years ago?”

“Guess not,” Zoe laughed, then went back to her exploration of the box.

“Whoa,” Stacy said after a moment, showing something to Zoe that Shana couldn’t quite see.

“Wow. That’s short.” Turning back to Shana, Zoe held up a tiny black-and-red micro-skirt, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh, that. It wasn’t actually used. That was a suggestion from a designer for my last tour, can you imagine? I told him I wasn’t a stripper. No way I’d wear that on stage.” The girls giggled. “You’re small, though,” Shana told Zoe, “it might suit you.”

Zoe grinned. “Can I try it on?”

“Be my guest.”

Shana wondered if Zoe intended to put the skirt on over her pants or take them off, definitely hoping for the latter. In fact, the girl seemed to ponder that very question for a second, then shrugged and undid her jeans, pushing them down to her ankles.

Stacy arched an eyebrow, clearly taken aback. She obviously hadn’t expected her friend to undress right then and there. Still, Shana didn’t miss the appreciative look the girl gave Zoe’s panty-clad ass. She couldn’t blame her; it was a pretty awesome sight.

Zoe tugged the skirt up to her waist, looked down at herself, then spun around and glanced from Stacy to Shana. “What do ya think?”

On her slight frame, the skirt went down to just above mid-thigh. While the elastic waistband was fairly tight, it hadn’t been designed for a 10-year-old, so the garment slid down a little, exposing the top of Zoe’s panties. It was a very sexy look.

“Not bad… not bad at all,” Shana said. “I’m sure your parents wouldn’t approve, but it looks good on you.”

Stacy examined Zoe with a critical eye, then smirked. “You look kinda slutty,” she said.

Zoe covered her mouth, pretending to be shocked, then lowered her hand to reveal a mischievous smile. “Does that mean you like it, then...?” she asked, doing a slow bump and grind, gazing into Stacy’s eyes.

Stacy obviously hadn’t expected her friend to react like that. She shot an alarmed glance towards Shana, then glared at Zoe. “Sh-shut up,” she muttered.

Shana smiled. She had the feeling the conversation would have gone a different way if she hadn’t been there. Maybe later.

Unperturbed, Zoe shrugged, then turned that sly smile towards Shana. “Now I wanna see you wearing it!”

“Oh, is that a dare? Alright, hand it over,” Shana said, delighted with Zoe’s idea. The girl was being bold today. “But,” she added, raising one finger, “not a word of this to anyone, you two. Flashing my panties at the audience is not part of my new style.”

The girls giggled and nodded. Zoe quickly stepped out of the skirt and passed it over. She didn’t bother getting back into her jeans, just sat back down on the floor in her panties and top, looking perfectly at ease.

Shana noticed Stacy was eyeing her nervously, perhaps wondering if she was going to take off her pants like Zoe had. Needless to say, that was exactly what Shana intended to do. Two pairs of eyes were fixed on her as she stood up and casually undid her tight jeans, then wriggled her way out of them, showing off black bikini-style panties. Zoe watched with undisguised desire—so sexy to see on a little girl’s face—while Stacy was wide-eyed and blushing a bit, but not without a glint of excitement in her gaze.

Shana pulled up the skirt to cover her panties, though it barely did. The slightest movement would reveal at least a hint of underwear. “Well?” she prompted.

“Oh my God,” Zoe said. “That’s supposed to be a skirt? It… sure doesn’t cover much.”

“Right? And that guy expected me to wear this on stage. No way.”

“Well… some people might like it, I bet,” Zoe said, waggling her eyebrows suggestively.

“I bet.” Shana winked at Zoe, then turned to Stacy. “What do you think, then? Does it make me look slutty?”

Now somewhat embarrassed, Stacy nibbled at  her lower lip before speaking. “Well, y’know… it would look kinda, um, freaky on me or Zoe, yeah, but… you, um, you’re really hot in it.” Her cheeks turned even redder as she realized what she’d just said “Um, I mean—”

“Thanks, sweetie,” Shana said before the girl could take back the compliment. “Yeah, not something I’d ever wear in public, but it could work for a special private occasion, if you know what I mean.” She winked again, this time at Stacy.

Shana could tell the girl knew exactly what she meant, but Stacy only replied with a nervous laugh, looking surprised that an adult would talk to her like that. Breaking away from Shana’s steady gaze, she rejoined Zoe at the box of clothes.

Sitting back down, Shana let the girls have fun looking through her old stuff. She kept the micro-skirt on, fully aware of the view she was giving her guests. She felt a twinge of excitement every time she caught Stacy stealing glances at her black panties.

Zoe was having a great time trying out various articles of clothing, even if most of them were too big for her. The girl didn’t hesitate to uncover herself, even taking her shirt off when she tried another one on, revealing her flat chest. It all seemed very casual, but the glint in Zoe’s eyes told Shana that the little vixen knew she was turning on her audience—not only Shana, but surely Stacy as well.

Soon enough, Stacy got caught up in Zoe’s enthusiasm and began trying on things herself. She was a little more reserved than Zoe, keeping her back turned as she changed, though Shana still got a good look at her pert little ass as the girl tried on a black leather skirt from the Wicked Sweet tour. It also became obvious that unlike Zoe, Stacy was already developed enough to wear a bra, though Shana only caught sight of the back of the one she had on.

“Um, I need to go to the bathroom,” Stacy said after a while, looking around.

“Right there.” Shana pointed.

As soon as the girl closed the door behind her, Zoe got up and walked over to where Shana was sitting, straddled her lap, then kissed her.

Shana reveled in the feel of her young lover’s lips. As fun as it had been to tease Stacy, she’d been yearning to kiss Zoe since the girl climbed into the car that morning. “Mmmm. Well, hello there,” she said after their lips parted.

“Hi.” Zoe grinned, then leaned in to whisper in Shana’s ear. “Stacy keeps looking up your skirt.”

“I noticed. Seems like a good sign.”

“Can’t blame her.” Reaching down, a smirking Zoe pressed her fingers against the front of Shana’s very damp panties. “Hmmm… somebody’s in the mood to do stuff, huh?”

Shana drew in a sharp breath. “Well, aren’t you a bold little thing. Who taught you to be naughty like that?”

“You.”

“Oh. Right.”

Shana couldn’t restrain herself—she had to kiss the girl again. At that point in their dress-up game, Zoe was now down to an oversized gold lamé top and her panties. Shana slipped her hands under the sparkling material, cupping Zoe’s ass as their tongues tangled.

“So how do we get her to, like, join in?” Zoe asked when they paused for breath. She glanced towards the bathroom. “Maybe we just let her catch us kissing when she comes out?”

“Tempting,” Shana replied thoughtfully. “But… maybe a bit too sudden.”

“Hmm, okay.” They gazed into each other’s eyes for a moment, then Zoe said, “I am gonna kiss you some more, though.”

“Fine with me.”

They continued to make out until the toilet flushed, then Zoe jumped off Shana’s lap, moving to a distance that wouldn’t seem suspicious. Shana was left breathless and intensely aroused—also, rather frustrated. Maybe we should’ve kept on kissing like Zoe said, she mused, just to see what would happen.

Emerging from the bathroom none the wiser, Stacy announced, “Wow. I think that bathroom is bigger than our whole living room.”

“Really? I wanna see,” Zoe said. Clambering over the back of the couch, she ran to join her friend. “Woooow!”

Amused, Shana followed the girls.

“Look at the space in that shower,” Zoe exclaimed, then she turned to a raised section of the bathroom that housed a large recessed tub. “And there’s a huge bath, too… or, wait—is that a jacuzzi?”

“A what?” Stacy said.

“Y’know, like… a hot tub. With water jets and stuff.”

“Oooh, right. I never tried one of those.”

“Me neither.” There was a pause, then Zoe turned to Shana, a big smile on her lips. “Can we try it?”

“Sure, why not,” Shana said, instantly seeing where Zoe was going and liking the idea very much.

Zoe clapped her hands with excitement and quickly set the water to running. Stacy seemed uncertain about the whole idea. She leaned over to say something in Zoe’s ear.

“I’ll get you some towels,” Shana said. She stepped out of the room, but remained just outside the doorway, listening in. A mirror on a nearby dresser gave her a decent view of the girls.

“Like, naked?” Stacy whispered, barely audible over the running water.

Zoe shrugged. “Sure. It’s just us girls.”

“I guess…” Stacy nodded towards the door. “Is she gonna…?”

Zoe grinned. “Hope so!” She elbowed her friend. “C’mon—don’t you wanna see her naked?”

“Well… yeah! But... “ An anxious Stacy puffed out her cheeks. “Oh, man. Dunno if I can take the excitement!”

Zoe wrapped an arm around the other girl’s shoulders. “Maybe you should ask her to help you with that,” she said, placing her free hand on Stacy’s breast.

Laughing, Stacy playfully pushed her friend away. “Man, don’t I wish.”

Shana smiled to herself. Zoe was doing a wonderful job of planting certain ideas in Stacy’s mind. Stirring herself, she fetched extra towels from a cupboard—there were already some in the bathroom, of course, but she’d needed an excuse to leave the girls on their own for a moment. She entered just as Zoe was turning off the faucet.

“Okay, now what?” the girl asked, frowning at the placid surface of the water. “How do you make it…?”

“The controls on the side,” Shana explained, pressing one of the buttons. The water immediately began to bubble and foam.

“Whoa, cool!” Zoe examined the hot tub in action for a moment, then glanced over at Stacy. “Ready?” She didn’t wait for a reply, just pulled off her shirt and socks, then stepped out of her panties. A naked little angel, she definitely had Shana and Stacy’s attention as she climbed into the tub, lowering herself into the water.

“Oooh, this is nice,” Zoe cooed, clearly enjoying the sensation of the water jets against her back. She looked incredibly sexy—eyes closed, head resting on a padded section, her little nipples just barely visible above the water. Then, allowing one eye to drift open, she noticed that Stacy was rooted to the spot, staring at her. Making a face, Zoe abruptly sat up. “Don’t just stand there, doofus… get in!” she exclaimed, splashing water in her friend’s direction.

“Okay, okay!” Stacy yelped, taking a step back. She hesitated for a moment more, then turned away from Shana. The girl’s cheeks were flushed as she took off her socks, then pushed down the skirt she’d tried on earlier. Her shirt soon followed, leaving her in white cotton underwear.

Shana licked her lips as she studied Stacy’s ass, so lovely and pert. She had to make a conscious effort to resist reaching out and touching it, even giving it a playful squeeze. Zoe smirked at her knowingly, reading Shana’s desire as if it was emblazoned on her top.

Stacy stood where she was for a few more uncomfortable seconds, then seemed to conclude that getting it over with as fast as possible was the best option. She quickly undid her bra and let it drop, then wriggled out of her panties. Stepping into the jacuzzi, she didn’t waste any time sitting down, lowering herself until the water was up to her neck.

Shana had managed to catch a glimpse of Stacy’s budding breasts. Not large by any means, but an unmistakable sign that the little girl was maturing into womanhood. Shana had to admit that she found Zoe’s flat chest even sexier, but there was no doubt that Stacy’s ripening body also had a special allure of its own, and she longed to find out just how sensitive those cute brown nipples might be. As for the girl’s sex, it appeared to be without a trace of pubes, from the brief glance Shana could get, and looked absolutely delicious.

“Move over to where the jets are, you’ll see,” Zoe told her friend.

Stacy did as instructed, sitting in one of the spots that had massaging water jets. Her eyes widened. “Oh, wow! You’re right, this is nice.”

Zoe turned to Shana. “So... you gonna join us?” she murmured, a dare in her eyes.

“Sure,” Shana said. Of course, she wanted nothing more than to get naked and join her guests, but preferred to wait until she had their undivided attention. A little vain of her, perhaps, but Shana loved the idea of undressing for an audience of two little girls.

Trying to make it seem casual, she leisurely shrugged out of her top, undid her bra, and pushed down the all-but-useless skirt along with her panties, letting the girls ogle to their hearts’ content. Zoe did so openly, brazen little creature that she was. Stacy struggled to be polite and avoid staring, but her eyes, large as saucers, kept flicking back to Shana’s bare body.

Stepping into the large tub, Shana seated herself next to Zoe, facing Stacy. She was striving to appear completely relaxed, but a storm of lust was raging inside. God, she wanted to run her tongue all over these little beauties. She wondered if either girl had noticed the wet patch on her panties when she took them off. Bet Zoe did, she told herself, taking a deep, steadying breath. Damn… I sure hope this little scheme of hers works out like we wanted, ‘cause I’m about to fucking explode.

Shana leaned back, resting her arms on the sides of the recessed tub, which lifted her breasts above the bubbling water. She wasn’t especially well-endowed, just an average B cup, but it was more than enough to impress the girls. Poor Stacy was trying to behave normally and making a bad job of it, unable to keep herself from stealing frequent glances at Shana’s chest.

Shana had to tease her, just a little. “Hey, Stacy… you like?” she asked.

Stacy’s eyes shot up to meet Shana’s, the girl’s expression halfway to panic. “Huh? What?”

“The hot tub. You like it?”

“Oh!” Relief flooded Stacy’s features. Not a very good poker face, if she meant to cover for those wandering eyes. “Yeah! This is great. Wish we had one of these at home.”

Zoe, who had been watching this exchange with a sly smile on her lips, now chimed in. “If you did, I’d for sure come by more often. I bet it would be a fun place to… you know.”

“Err…” Stacy froze for a moment, staring at Zoe as if she’d lost her mind.

Shana smiled. Time to take this up a notch. “Yeah, that can be a lot of fun. But two girls can have a great time together in a regular bathtub, too—or even a shower. All you need is some privacy.”

Stacy now turned to stare at Shana. “W-what… do you… mean?” she asked, trying and failing to sound innocent.

Shana chuckled. “It’s okay, sweetie. Zoe mentioned that you two fool around. Nothing wrong with that.”

Stacy’s head whipped back towards Zoe. “You told her?” she hissed.

Zoe shrugged. “Well, yeah. I tell Shana everything. It’s cool, don’t worry. Shana gets it. She’s like us.”

Stacy pondered that for a second. “Wait, wait. You mean…” She once again turned to Shana. “You like…?”

“Girls? Oh, yeah. Of course.” Shana made a dismissive motion. “Who else would I be into? Boys? Psh. Gross.”

Stacy gave a surprised snort of laughter, shaking her head in disbelief, then finally nodded. “You got that right!” Her expression turned thoughtful, as if she was re-evaluating what had happened up to now in light of this revelation. She looked up at Shana, her gaze unreadable, but with a glint of something new there. And she seemed to have gotten over feeling awkward about everyone being naked.

“So, see? Everything’s cool,” Zoe said. “And… if we wanna talk about fooling around in your hot tub, that’s fine, too.”

“Jeez.” Stacy gave Zoe a look, but then she giggled, clearly growing more comfortable. “I don’t really have one, though. I was just saying it’d be nice.”

“Right. Maybe we could have some fun in the bathtub, though…”

Stacy glanced at Shana. She seemed to still feel a little weird talking about sex with someone else in the room, but she finally shrugged and said, “Maybe. But… no water jets for extra fun.”

Zoe frowned. “What do you mean?”

“What? I thought that’s why you were interested…” Stacy exchanged another look with Shana, but this time it seemed to ask Is she for real? “You know. The way the jets feel good on your… sensitive parts?”

Zoe’s mouth formed an O of understanding. She looked down at the bubbling water in a new light. “Oooh. That’s a thing?”

Shana had to chuckle. “Oh, I’d bet that lots of girls learned how to make themselves feel good by playing around with water jets and shower heads and the like.”

Zoe immediately asked, “Did you?”

“Well, as it turns out, my grandma had one of these—nowhere near as fancy as this one, mind you—and I might’ve figured out how to put the jets to good use when I was around your age.”

Stacy looked a little flustered at that, though perhaps more from excitement than embarrassment, this time. For her part, Zoe grinned, then examined the roiling water for a moment. Eyes twinkling with mischief, she shifted around until she was kneeling, then moved into position over the water jets, looking for the right angle.

“Whoa!” she suddenly yelped, straightening up. “That’s… kinda intense.”

Stacy had a fit of giggles.

“You might want to adjust the settings a bit if you’re gonna try that,” Shana pointed out.

“Oh, I dunno... I think I could get used to it,” Zoe said slyly. “Okay, now I really want a hot tub at home! Hmm, you said something about shower heads, too? I guess ours can be hand held, but I always leave it on the wall…”

“Sure, those can be fun. Especially if they have multiple spray patterns that you can adjust.”

“Maybe I’ll have to... experiment,” Zoe said with a very exaggerated wink of complicity.

Stacy shook her head, but she was smiling.

“What about you, Stacy?” Shana asked. “Sounds like you had some experience of your own with water jets.”

“Oh, um… kinda.” Stacy looked like she wanted to leave it at that, but Shana and Zoe were now looking at her expectantly, so she soldiered on. “Well, it was in my aunt’s and uncle’s pool. It had those jets that make the water move, right? I was just messing around with one, and um, the jet got between my legs at some point. It felt weird but nice. I didn’t keep doing it ‘cause there were people around, but later, when I was alone in bed… I, um… I made some discoveries.”

Shana smiled as she pictured it: the little girl with a hand between her legs, experiencing those wondrous feelings for the first time. She felt a strong urge to slip a hand between her own thighs and play with herself. Especially since, as Stacy grew more comfortable, she’d stopped hiding under the water, and Shana had been eyeing the girl’s perky little tits for the past few minutes. But no, not just yet. Hopefully soon, the real fun would start. “How old were you then?” she asked.

“Hmm, like, 9, I think.”

“That’s a good age for… those discoveries,” Shana said, glancing at Zoe.

But Zoe didn’t notice. She was leering at her friend. “Dirty girl,” she teased.

“Me? Look who’s talking. I bet you’re thinking about going home and trying your shower head right now,” Stacy retorted. “What about you, then? How’d you find out about, um, sexy stuff?”

A touch of color appeared on Zoe’s cheeks. “Well…” A smile slowly spread on her lips, and she turned to Shana. “Can I tell her?”

Shana took a deep breath, her heart suddenly racing. The moment had come even sooner than she’d expected. There were so many things she should consider and weigh before letting this particular cat out of the bag, but… Fuck it. Fuck it all. Time to place my bet and roll the dice. “Might as well.”

Zoe sidled closer to Shana, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “Well, don’t freak out, but… see, Shana’s the one who taught me. Back when we first met. I didn’t really know anything about doing sex with girls, but…” She grinned. “She showed me lots of fun stuff.”

Stacy stared at Zoe, then at Shana, then back again, eyes narrowed, her head tilted to the side. Then she laughed. “Yeah, right!”

Zoe frowned, annoyed at not getting the reaction she’d perhaps expected. “It’s true! Hmph. Fine, then—I can prove it.” Up on her knees, Zoe was at eye level with Shana, so she simply turned and kissed her.

This was it, then. Shana might well be throwing her life away, but she was too far gone to care. Mad with desire for her underage lover, she quickly slipped her tongue into Zoe’s mouth, drawing the girl into a passionate kiss. As their tongues danced, Shana lifted a hand from beneath the churning water to cup and fondle Zoe’s ass, marveling yet again at its perfect softness.

Time seemed to stop; everything was right with the world. Little Zoe’s flawless body was pressed snugly into hers, two lovers joined in shared bliss. Shana was so filled with lust—with love?—for Zoe that, in that perfect moment, even Stacy was forgotten.

It was Zoe who eventually broke the kiss, then turned to look slyly at her friend, obviously quite pleased with herself. Shana was left momentarily thrown off by this sudden return to reality.

Stacy was gaping at them, her mouth hanging slack. There was a tense moment where Shana wondered if the girl was about to flee the room, then Stacy finally spoke. “Oh. My. God. You… you really… Wow! Jeez, Zoe—when you said you’d done it before, I thought you meant with a girl our age. Not with… Whoa. This is a lot to, to take in.”

“Cool, huh?” Zoe purred, pleased as punch with her friend’s response.

Stacy blinked several times, then gave herself a shake, clearly having a hard time wrapping her mind around this unexpected surprise, but at least she wasn’t bolting for the door. Then a thought seemed to suddenly enter her mind. “Oh! That’s why you kept asking what I’d do if… uh… if Shana wanted to… um…” Her words slowed, her eyes widened as the full realization of what that might mean hit her.

“Yeah,” Zoe said. “So, wanna join us?” She trailed one hand down to Shana’s chest, caressing her breasts.

A delicious shiver ran through Shana’s body. Damn, the girl was good. Zoe had Stacy spellbound, staring at her hand as she felt Shana up.

Stacy nervously licked her lips, quickly glancing around the room as if someone might be spying on them. “Omigod,” she whispered. “C-can… Can I really?”

Shana let out the breath she’d been holding, finally allowing herself to relax. It seemed that she wouldn’t be getting arrested for a sex crime, and that their afternoon was about to get even more interesting. “C’mere, sweetie,” she said, nodding to a spot right next to her, on the opposite side from Zoe.

Flashing a shy little smile, Stacy crossed the tub and sat, looking up at Shana expectantly.

Gazing into the girl’s lovely almond eyes, Shana reached up to caress Stacy’s cheek with the backs of her fingers. “You’re really pretty, you know that?”

Stacy’s cheeks instantly turned bright red. “T-thank you. Um, you’re… really, really pretty, too.”

Shana smiled. “So, are you sure about this?” She couldn’t wait to slip her tongue between the girl’s lips—both sets, really—but needed some assurance that Stacy was truly okay with it, and that her future wouldn’t be put in jeopardy. “You don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.”

Stacy nodded quickly. “I… I can’t believe this is happening but… Omigod, yes. I want to do it.”

“You can’t tell anyone, though,” Zoe pointed out, watching from over Shana’s shoulder.

“That’s right,” Shana said. “You understand that this isn’t… well, that I’m not supposed to be doing anything like this with someone your age, right? So please, you can’t tell anyone about it, ever. Not even really close friends. Zoe mentioned that you had a friend you fooled around with before moving here, right? Not even her.”

“Oh man, Stella would flip out,” Stacy murmured to herself. Seeing Shana’s frown, she quickly added, “But no, no, I get it. No one. Ever. I swear.” She traced a cross over her heart. “I don’t want to get you in trouble.”

Shana nodded. “Good. Now, then…” She leaned in and pressed her lips to Stacy’s.

Taken by surprise, it took a heartbeat or two for the girl to respond, but then she eagerly welcomed Shana into her mouth. Stacy was a good kisser, clearly experienced despite her tender age—and Shana was ready and then some to find out what else she was good at.

“W-wow,” Stacy said after their lips parted.

“Yeah, I think we’ll get along,” Shana said with a wink, and Stacy giggled.

Shana became aware of Zoe watching them closely, and turned to face her.

“You two are... pretty hot,” Zoe declared, nodding to herself solemnly, as if she were an expert who had scientifically determined the precise temperature of their kiss. Then she cracked a bad-girl grin. “But now it’s my turn.”

Just like that, Shana found herself kissing Zoe again, relishing every second of it. Then she and Stacy had another turn—only this time, the cute Asian girl seemed determined to outdo her friend, returning the kiss with a fervor that had Shana’s lust in overdrive. Sure, she couldn’t wait to get down to dirtier business, but at the same time, getting traded back and forth between two lovely little girls was making her head spin.

When Zoe and Stacy came together in a kiss of their own, Shana sat back to enjoy the erotic spectacle. She’d never been so turned on while watching other girls making out, but these two were far younger than any lesbians she’d ever partied with.

Soon growing restless, she couldn’t keep herself from reaching out to caress the girls as they kissed. First their backs and shoulders, then down in the bubbling water to fondle those tempting little asses. That made the girls giggle, breaking their kiss.

Seizing her opportunity, Shana insinuated herself between the girls, drawing Zoe and Stacy into a kind of three-way tangle of tongues. There was as much laughing as kissing, but it was still extremely arousing.

They finally drifted apart, exchanging knowing grins. “You were right, threesomes are pretty fun,” Zoe said.

“Oh, it gets even better. Trust me,” Shana said.

“I guess we just got started, huh?” With that, Zoe wrapped her arms around Shana, pressing their wet bodies together. Her hands began to roam, soon finding a pair of breasts to play with. Shana moaned as Zoe felt her up, the girl’s caresses generating little jolts of pleasure that went straight to her sex.

Zoe suddenly turned to Stacy, flashing her a grin. “Wanna play with these...?” she cooed, cupping the undersides of Shana’s tits as she offered them to her friend.

Wide-eyed, Stacy waded closer. She raised her hands, wiggling her fingers, obviously very excited. A shy smile was on her lips as she peered up at Shana. “Um, can I...?”

“All yours, sweetie,” Shana said, pushing her chest out for effect.

Grinning, Stacy began to caress Shana’s breasts, tentatively at first—a soft touch here, a gentle squeeze there. Then she grew more confident, cupping them with both hands, toying with the nipples, all the good stuff that made Shana’s body throb like her bass player’s amplifier, cranked to eleven.

“Wow! These are soooo perfect,” Stacy said. “Um, does this feel good?”

Shana nodded. “Mmm-hmm. Real good.”

“I hope mine will be this nice when I’m older.”

Shana chuckled. “I’m sure they will be, sweetie.” Why are young girls always in such a damn hurry to grow up? she wondered. “But yours are already very sexy, I’d say.”

She reached out to palm one of Stacy’s budding breasts, teasing the nipple with her thumb. The girl shivered slightly at the contact. The look she gave Shana still had a hint of shyness, but that was quickly fading, replaced with a growing desire. God, it was such a turn on to see lust in the eyes of an 11-year-old.

Zoe watched them caress each other for some time, then moved next to her friend. The girls exchanged a look, then a knowing smile. As one, they leaned forward, each taking one of Shana’s nipples into her mouth, Stacy sucked the tip much like an infant would, while Zoe playfully circled the nipple with her tongue. Either way, it felt absolutely delicious

“Mmmm, yes,” Shana purred, stroking the backs of these dirty little angels.

Her nipples rapidly stiffened under the girls’ ministrations, her clit throbbing in response to each kiss and lick. Her soft moan turned plaintive when the girls suddenly stopped, but then she noticed that was because their tongues had found their way into each other’s mouth instead, which aroused her every bit as much.

Zoe then knelt on the seat to exchange another ardent French kiss with Shana, while Stacy continued to shower affection on her tits. It felt divine, but God, her pussy was screaming for attention.

When Shana noticed Stacy looking in that very direction, peering down into the water for a glimpse between her legs, she decided it was high time to give the girl a better view. Lifting herself out of the tub, Shana sat on the side, her legs open wide enough to display everything she had.

Stacy stared at Shana’s pussy for a moment, visibly swallowed, then looked up, her eyes dancing with nervous excitement. “You, um… don’t have hair down there?” she asked.

“She shaves it off,” Zoe replied before Shana could speak, acting the expert even though she’d responded the same way when they first got naked together. “It’s sexier. And way nicer for… you know,” she added, a sly smile on her lips.

Stacy glanced at her friend, nodded, then gazed back into Shana’s eyes. “Yeah, I guess it would be…” Her lips slowly curled into a very suggestive smile. This time, Stacy didn’t bother to ask for permission when she leaned forward to deposit a kiss on Shana’s thigh.

The girl was growing bolder, and that was more than okay with Shana. Stacy was kissing a path up her thigh, and Shana spread her legs further apart, quivering inside as she awaited that blissful first contact of mouth with cunt.

At the juncture of Shana’s thighs, Stacy briefly paused, her warm breath a delicious tease, then the girl’s tongue deftly slipped between Shana’s pussy lips, taking a swipe at her engorged clitoris.

“Ooooh, Stacy, yes!” Shana gasped, her senses overwhelmed by the sudden jolt of pleasure.

She reached down to gently twine her fingers through Stacy’s hair while the little girl skillfully ate her out. After lusting for this for what seemed like months, that warm, wet tongue felt simply amazing as it explored her folds, teased her entrance, flicked her clit.

“Mmmm, that’s wonderful, sweetie,” Shana murmured.

Turning to Zoe, Shana saw the girl watching them intently. With her mouth slightly open and her breath getting a little ragged, one could almost believe that Zoe was the one getting pleasured.

“So you showed Stacy how to do this, huh?” Shana reached up to brush Zoe’s cheek. “You taught her well, lover.”

Zoe gave a little start, her eyes focused on Shana, then she grinned. “She’s kinda had a lot of practice, too.”

“Mmmm, I can tell.” Shana’s enjoyment was magnified even more as she pictured the two kids at play, going down on each other in turn—or locked together in a sixty-nine. She patted a spot next to her. “Why don’t you come over here?” she asked Zoe, suddenly feeling a strong urge to get her hands on the girl.

“I don’t know. This spot is pretty good,” Zoe mumbled, eyes half closed, moving her hips around.

That’s when Shana realized that Zoe was busy getting her own satisfaction from the hot tub’s water jets. ”Oooh, I see how it is, you dirty girl. But come sit here, and I promise I’ll make you feel even better.”

“Deal!” Drawing close, Zoe climbed out of the tub and knelt next to Shana, wrapping both arms around her. Their lips met, but the beginnings of a heated kiss was interrupted when a sharp surge of pleasure forced Shana to moan loudly.

“Oh, fuck, Stacy! That’s so good,” she blurted, her eyes rolling wildly. Lost in the ecstasy of the moment, she had to give herself a shake to focus on what she’d promised Zoe.

Shana carefully lay down on the side of the tub, making sure not to interrupt Stacy’s phenomenal tongue work. Once in position, she pointed to her face. “Alright, baby, park yourself right here,” she told Zoe.

The girl looked at Shana, her head tilted in confusion for a moment. This was something they’d never done before. Getting the idea, Zoe tentatively lifted one leg, moving it over Shana’s head until she was positioned with one knee on either side. “Like this?”

“Mmmm, just like that,” Shana said, savoring the view of the 10-year-old’s baby-smooth pussy, no more than a couple of inches from her face. Then she grabbed Zoe’s hips and pulled her down just a tad so her hungry mouth could reach the forbidden treasure.

Zoe immediately cried, “Oh! Oh, yeah,” her eyes suddenly huge as she stared down at Shana. With Stacy’s tongue still hard at work, Shana herself couldn’t keep from moaning into Zoe’s pussy, but she knew from experience that the vibrations from such muffled cries were usually quite pleasurable.

One little girl between her legs, another one straddling her face. This was heaven. No, better than heaven. Surely even God didn’t have this much fun.

Shana explored Zoe’s sex with relish, the warm, smooth slit a delight to the senses. The intoxicating scent of girlish arousal. The sweet taste of her juices, with a special tang not quite like that of an adult woman. The heat of the vagina as Shana probed it with her tongue. Shana wanted to lick this little cutie forever.

Stacy’s oral expertise was making it difficult for Shana to focus on what she was doing to Zoe, though. She did her best to keep licking for all she was worth, to give Zoe as much pleasure as she could before she came, maybe even bring her off at the same time, but Stacy’s marvellous tongue was quickly pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

Shana struggled to hold on as long as she could, but in the end, it was futile. One surge of ecstasy after another flooded her body, robbing her of control, leaving her unable to do much more than pant for breath.

Fuck, that was a strong orgasm. Stacy was already a skilled pussy licker after just one short month of practice.

The bucking and twitching of Shana’s body had the lower half of her face rubbing against Zoe’s cunt, smearing her cheeks with wetness and making her come even harder, if that was possible.

Once Shana’s body had finally relaxed, Zoe raised her pelvis just a little, enough to let her breathe freely. She looked down at Shana, looking amused. “Sorry if I almost smothered you,” she said.

“Oh, I f-forgive you. Sorry for the, the interruption,” Shana managed to stammer, finally catching her breath.

“That’s okay.” Zoe smiled. “You—” Whatever she was about to say got lost in a surprised gasp when Shana pulled her back down, driving her tongue as far into the girl’s creamy slit as she could get it.

She tongue-fucked Zoe with a series of quick, flashing strokes, then focused on her little love button. It wasn’t long before the girl was panting hard. Suddenly, she fell forward, catching herself with her hands just in time. Her body shook, and she let out a long blissful cry.

Now THAT was an orgasm, Shana thought, pleased with herself.

Carefully dismounting Shana’s face, Zoe laid down on her belly, so they were eye to eye. “Wow, that was great,” she sighed. Taking a closer look at Shana, she added, “Oops! I got your face all dirty.”

“That’s fine. I like being dirty,” Shana said with a wink.

Zoe grinned and leaned in for a kiss, then she began licking all around Shana’s mouth, cleaning up her own juices. It was a nice gesture—and extremely sexy, so much so that Shana had to interrupt Zoe’s efforts with a fiery French kiss.

When they finally broke apart, Zoe sat up and turned to Stacy, who was seated on the edge of the hot tub, practically bouncing in place as she watched them. “Now it’s Stacy’s turn, right?” she said, jerking a thumb in her friend’s direction.

Shana pushed herself into a sitting position, still a little woozy from her orgasm, feeling a pang of guilt for nearly forgetting the girl who had given it to her. “I’d say so. Well deserved.” Crawling over to Stacy, she gave the girl a tender kiss. “Thank you, Stacy. You’re very good at eating pussy.”

Stacy giggled. “You’re welcome.”

“How about we dry off and continue this in the bedroom?” Shana proposed.

The girls quickly agreed. The three of them took turns toweling each other off, though it was more an opportunity for groping than anything else. Shana caressed these two angels with her bare hands at least as much as she did with the towel.

They then made their way to the bedroom, where the suite’s large bed awaited—the perfect place to resume their lovemaking.

Chapter Four

Leading the girls to her king-size bed, Shana sat on the edge, patting the spot at the center. “Why don’t you lie down here in the place of honor, Stacy?”

The girl did as instructed, stretching out in the middle of the bed, hands behind her head, wearing nothing but a big smile, Shana and Zoe kneeling on either side. Stacy clearly wanted to seem relaxed; instead, she practically quivered with anticipation.

Shana placed a hand on Stacy’s knee, then let the tips of her fingers trail slowly upward along the girl’s inner thigh. Watching closely, Zoe imitated the motion on the other leg.

Stacy was squirming by the time they reached the juncture of her thighs, where her sex glistened with the evidence of arousal. Shana was sorely tempted to go straight for that little treasure, but elected to take things a little more slowly. She sent her hand up further, over Stacy’s hip and onto her flat belly. Zoe followed Shana’s lead.

Stacy let out a whimper of protest.

“Not just yet,” Shana told her. “Patience, cutie.” She leaned forward to kiss Stacy, slipping her tongue into the girl’s mouth as she cupped one small breast, teasing the nipple with her palm to feel it stiffen.

“Mmmm,” Stacy moaned as they kissed.

Then it was Zoe’s turn to make out with her friend, while Shana occupied herself with caressing Stacy’s belly and chest. They switched roles like that a few times, then Shana took it to the next level—nuzzling Stacy’s neck, then kissing her way down to one of those cute budding breasts. Zoe followed suit, and they exchanged wicked grins as they licked at the girl’s stiff little nipples.

Hungry for more, Shana moved down further, trailing kisses over Stacy’s belly until her nose was an inch from the child’s pussy, still baby-smooth, yet open and dripping wet, all but begging to be touched.

“Spread your legs wider,” Shana told the girl, her eyes riveted to the rosy cleft. She felt a dizzying rush of lust as Stacy obeyed, watching the tender labia part. By then, Stacy had raised herself up on both elbows to watch with interest as Zoe joined Shana between her thighs.

Shana exchanged a knowing glance with Zoe, then both of them leaned forward to take a lick, their tongues gliding through the girl’s pussy lips to meet at her clit. They heard Stacy moan “Oh, God,” then the sound of her head falling back into the pillow.

Shana and Zoe began to explore the other girl’s sex—sometimes working in tandem, sometimes taking turns. Occasionally, they paused to kiss, until an urgent whine from Stacy brought them back to the task at hand. Though they were both giving pleasure to Stacy, it was also a moment of closeness and genuine affection between the two of them. For Shana, the sparkle of excitement in Zoe’s eyes was every bit as sweet as the taste of Stacy’s pussy.

While Zoe was busy licking her friend’s bud, Shana teased the entrance to Stacy’s vagina with the tip of her index finger. There didn’t seem to be much resistance. She caught herself wondering if she could fuck the girl.

“Stacy, have you ever had something inside you?” she asked. “All the way in, I mean.”

Panting for breath, Stacy lifted her head to stare at Shana. She blinked, struggling to process the question. “Um… just my fingers,” she replied after a moment.

“What?” Zoe said, looking up. “I thought you said you never did that.”

“Well, I kinda tried it… last week.” Stacy squirmed impatiently. “Hey, don’t stop!” Once Zoe had resumed her licking, Stacy continued haltingly, “I was just, um… Aaah! Well, y’know… p-playing with myself… and I just… mmmm… I just kinda poked inside by accident and, uh, I decided to, to keep going.”

“Did it hurt?” Zoe asked. She was clearly surprised by this turn of events, but had the presence of mind to go right back to eating Stacy.

“Not really. Was k-kinda weird at first but… mmmm… it ended up feeling pretty good!”

Shana had heard enough. Smiling to herself, she gently placed her middle finger against Stacy’s entrance, then eased her way inside. It was a snug fit, but amply lubricated, so she didn’t have any trouble penetrating the child’s vagina up to the first knuckle.

Stacy gasped. “Oh! Your finger is, um, b-bigger than mine.”

“Is this okay?” Shana asked.

“Yeah. Yeah, keep going.”

Too distracted to keep pleasuring her friend, Zoe gawked as Shana slowly worked her finger in and out, pushing a little deeper each time, until it was completely buried inside Stacy. Even Shana stared for a moment without moving. She had completely penetrated the tight cunt of an 11-year-old. The sight had her seething with renewed lust.

She began to fuck the little girl, moving very cautiously at first, then growing steadily bolder—withdrawing her finger, then pushing it back in, pressing against the g-spot with each stroke. Judging by her moans, Stacy was having one hell of a good time.

“How’s it feel?” Zoe asked Stacy.

“Mmmm, real good.”

“It’s even better if your clit’s getting licked at the same time,” Shana said, giving Zoe a meaningful look. Normally, she’d be more than willing to take care of that task herself, but suspected that Zoe would like to join in the fun.

“Oh, right!” Zoe grinned sheepishly, then set her tongue back to work, flicking the little bud with enthusiasm. Shana began thrusting a tad more vigorously, now that Stacy was getting used to it.

“Omigod!” Stacy wailed. Her hands clutched the bed cover in a white-knuckled grip, and her ecstatic cries grew louder and louder. It’s a good thing this suite isn’t next to any other rooms, Shana thought.

It only took about a minute of this treatment before Stacy couldn’t take any more. Her body began to convulse, her head lolled back, and her vagina gripped Shana’s finger so tightly that it was impossible for her to sustain the back-and-forth motion. So she curved her finger instead and tried to stimulate the girl’s G-spot as best she could.

Finally, Stacy clumsily pushed Zoe away, then went limp, gulping for breath, a final shudder racing through her frame as Shana gently withdrew from the girl’s pussy.

Shana sucked her finger clean, savoring the flavor, then crawled up to lie to the left of Stacy, Zoe flopping down on the right.

“Oh my God. That was amazing,” Stacy sighed, wrapping an arm apiece around Shana and Zoe, then drawing them both to her in a tight hug.

The three of them swapped kisses and caresses while Stacy recovered, then Zoe sat up to announce, “Now it’s my turn to lick your pussy, Shana! Been a loooong time since I got to do that.”

Pushing herself up, Shana leaned in to rub noses with Zoe. “Yes it has, baby,” she said before kissing the girl passionately.

“And it’s my turn to…” Stacy began excitedly, her energy fully renewed. She paused in mid-sentence, then continued in a more subdued tone, “Well, if it’s okay… I kinda want to try to sit over your face, like Zoe just did.”

Shana smiled. She’d never say no to a mouthful of little girl pussy. “Sure, sweetie. Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do.” She lay down on one side of the bed, parting her thighs. “Zoe, lie down this way,” she instructed, gesturing for Zoe to stretch out perpendicular to her. “Yeah, like that, now spread your legs. Stacy, you sit right here, lean forward and… Well, guess where your mouth’s gonna go.”

Giggling, Stacy straddled Shana’s head as indicated. “Yep, got it!” She burrowed between Zoe’s legs so that, after a little scooching around, each of them was within tongue’s reach of a tasty pussy.

Stacy and Zoe were amused by this odd new position at first, but soon they were all eagerly licking one another. Before long, muffled moans and wet noises filled the room.

Zoe was doing a spectacular job on Shana’s cunt. The girl had gotten a lot more experience at lovemaking lately, and it certainly showed. Shana felt a pang of regret, wishing she’d been the one to give Zoe all the practice a little girl might want, to be her teacher and lover. Sadly, that just wasn’t in the cards.

Special as Zoe was to her, it didn’t mean that Shana didn’t enjoy pleasuring Stacy, sampling her intimate flavor, subtly different from Zoe’s, and making the girl moan more and more urgently with each swipe of the tongue.

In fact, despite having just had an orgasm not too long ago, Stacy was the first to come again, the horny little thing. Zoe was a close second, though. She groaned loudly into Shana’s pussy, pushing her very close to the edge as well, but ultimately Zoe lost her focus before that happened, her head rolling back to rest on Shana’s thigh as her body shook, caught up in the grip of ecstasy.

Stacy rolled away from Shana and onto her back lying there with a big, contented smile on her lips. Shana reached out to caress Zoe’s cheek.

“Oh,” Zoe murmured, her eyes fluttering open. She gave her head a quick shake, as if to clear it. “Sorry. I think I was in the middle of something. Um, where was I…?” She leisurely ran her fingers through the folds of Shana’s pussy, paused to toy with her clit, then slipped one digit inside.

“Mmmm, that’s nice, baby,” Shana said. Zoe’s movements were slow, no doubt because the girl was still a little sluggish from the orgasm, but that probing finger was getting Shana right back to where she needed to be in a hurry.

Zoe sat up, studied Shana thoughtfully for a moment, then flashed a mischievous little smile. Glancing over to Stacy, she said, “Hey, watch this.”

A second finger penetrated Shana, then a third, then all four.

Oh God, she’s gonna… “Z-Zoe! I—”

Shana’s words were interrupted by a loud gasp as the widest part of the girl’s hand forced its way past the entrance of her stretched vagina. Her body was flooded with intense pleasure mixed with a little pain as Zoe’s small hand pushed deeper and deeper until, with a sudden lurch, she was up to her wrist inside Shana.

“God!” Shana exclaimed, once she could breathe again. “Babe, a little warning next time!”

Stacy stared with bulging eyes, her mouth agape. “Holy… crap…”

Zoe froze for a moment. “Um, sorry,” she said hesitantly. “Is it—”

“Well, don’t stop now,” Shana quickly added, already feeling the wave of a huge climax swelling, just starting to crest.

“Okay!” Now grinning, Zoe began a gentle back-and-forth rhythm that was quickly turning Shana into a very hot mess.

I’m getting fist-fucked by a 10-year-old! her mind screamed. And another little girl is watching us! “God! Oh… oh, FUCK!”

It only took a few seconds before her back arched and she was coming, howling wordless cries of pure pleasure. It was an orgasm more powerful than she could have possibly imagined, and it just went on and on until Shana wasn’t sure if it was one long climax or a series of shorter ones in rapid succession.

Finally her body flopped down on the bed, limp, sweaty and completely spent. Shana couldn’t form anything close to a coherent thought for a long while as she lay there struggling to catch her breath.

Shana was dimly aware of Zoe carefully withdrawing her hand, then her eyes drifted open to see the girl blissfully cleaning herself, sucking each finger in turn, then finishing up with some tissues. The sight made Shana smile.

Then Zoe was back, snuggling into her arms. “So? That was good?”

Shana gave a weak chuckle, shaking her head. “My God,” she said simply.

Giggling, Zoe rested her head on Shana’s chest.

“I… didn’t think you could even do something like that,” Stacy said, now seated on Shana’s left.

Shana wrapped an arm around the girl, letting it rest on her tight little ass. “Don’t try it until you’re quite a bit older,” Shana warned.

Stacy laughed. “That’s for sure.”

“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but I’m parched,” Shana announced, pausing to clear her throat. “Want some water?”

The girls agreed, then they laughed when Shana got up to find herself walking a bit unsteadily. Leaning against a wall to brace herself, Shana turned back to give them a look. “Hey, you guys did this to me, okay?”

Zoe just grinned. Shana relished the sight of the girl sitting on the bed, naked and sublime, quite pleased with what a dirty little thing she’d been, yet somehow managing to look completely innocent at the same time.

God, she’s everything I want in a lover, Shana thought.

She managed to make her way to the kitchen and grabbed three of the complimentary bottles of water from the fridge. As she opened hers and gulped it down, she reflected on how much Zoe had changed since they’d first met.

And whose fault is that? she asked herself. Shana had to wonder if the chaste,  naive Zoe of a year ago would ever have ended up in bed with Stacy, were it not for her influence. Was it a good thing or a bad thing to have hastened her sexual development like that?

That was a question for another time. For now, pondering her experiences with Zoe was already making her horny again, despite all the dream-come-true sex they’d just had.

Padding back to the bedroom, she paused in the doorway. Zoe was now lying on her back on the bed, with Stacy to one side but half on top of her. The girls were speaking in hushed tones, occasionally giggling. Stacy leaned in for a tender, loving kiss, then they smiled at each other.

It was sweet, beautiful, and sexy. And yet Shana felt a stab in her belly. From the way they looked at each other, it was clear that Zoe and Stacy were developing feelings that went beyond simply fooling around. Nothing wrong with that. Two precocious girls finding each other, beginning a relationship, perhaps even falling in love. It should be a beautiful thing.

But Shana couldn’t keep herself from experiencing that sharp pang of jealousy. She was the one who wanted Zoe, more than anything. It was unreasonable, she knew that much. There was no way they could have an actual relationship. It was best for Zoe to find a lover her own age. Shana had fought to make\ peace with that idea, but watching the girls kiss now was causing a lot of envy and resentment to bubble up to the surface.

Of course, just a short while ago, watching them make out had only inflamed her desire, but now that her brain was less preoccupied with thoughts of sex…

Well, that was the solution, wasn’t it? She just needed to drown out her jealousy with lust—and there was certainly enough young flesh on display to fuel her desire all over again.

Shana made her way to the bed, handing a bottle of water to each girl. “Here you go.”

“Thanks,” Stacy said, sitting up to drink. “I still can’t believe we did all that with… y’know, with you.”

Shana smiled. “It was pretty special for me, too, sweetie,” she said, sitting behind the kid. She began to caress Stacy’s back, from her shoulder blades to her ass, purposefully focusing on the girl who wasn’t the object of her deepest affections. Soon, she brought one hand around to cup a budding breast. “Are we actually done, though?” she added, her lips grazing Stacy’s ear.

The girl turned her head to flash a wicked grin, all traces of her previous shyness now gone. “I didn’t say that!” She gave Shana a kiss which soon grew passionate, their tongues meeting in a lewd dance.

Shana fondled Stacy’s lovely little tits as they kissed, her hunger steadily growing. In no mood to take things slowly, she went straight for the child’s cunt, only to find it dripping with nectar. What a dirty little girl.

For her part, Zoe had raised herself up onto the pillows to drink her water, and was now watching them with interest. She didn’t betray even a hint of jealousy as she clearly enjoyed the view of Shana rubbing her friend’s pussy. Wish I could be more like that, Shana thought.

By and large, though, the distraction was working. Shana’s busy fingers were coated in a child’s honey, Stacy’s moans caressing her ear, the girl’s warm body nestled into hers. Then when she saw Zoe slip a hand between her own legs, her lust went into overdrive.

“Let’s get Zoe into this, okay?” Shana whispered. “I wanna show you guys something really hot.”

“Mmmm,” Stacy replied, eyes closed, though it was unclear whether she was even responding to the question.

Shana helped the girl up onto her knees, then guided her forward until she was straddling one of Zoe’s legs. “Yeah, now how about this? Zoe, give me your left foot,” she said, extending a hand.

Zoe looked puzzled but obeyed, raising her free foot so that Shana could take it in hand.

“Good. Now, this goes here,” Shana said, resting Zoe’s ankle on Stacy’s shoulder. “And you, move down a bit.” She pushed against Stacy’s lower back, moving her between Zoe’s spread legs until their pussies were pressed together.

Stacy let out a groan and, without needing to be told what to do next, began rolling her hips in rhythm, grinding against her friend’s sex. Zoe looked amused at first, but Stacy’s movements soon had the intended effect and she began to moan as well.

“Yeah, just like that,” Shana said huskily. She kissed Stacy’s neck, licked her earlobe. “You’re a natural. Ever done this before?”

“Uh, kinda. Me and Stel, um, my friend from before, we used to d-do stuff like this, sometimes. Not exactly like this, but… yeah!” Stacy said, her explanation peppered with grunts of exertion.

“Mmmm. Naughty girls.” Peering over Stacy’s shoulder, Shana slipped a hand between her own legs, sliding two fingers into her throbbing vagina. As she masturbated, it struck her what a crazy thing lust was. One minute, she was upset by the sight of the girls kissing. The next, she had to fuck herself while watching Zoe and Stacy rub their cunts together.

But her libido had taken over, so now she craved the lewd cries from these two kids, the obscene wet sounds from their pussies, the sight of their young bodies writhing in a hot, sweaty tangle.

Shana cupped Stacy’s ass with her right hand, giving her little nudges to encourage her thrusts against Zoe. She kept the other hand  busy between her legs, plunging two fingers into her wet vagina again and again with increasing urgency.

The girls were panting now, their bare bodies slick with sweat. Zoe’s mouth hung slack, a groan escaping each time Stacy rolled her hips forward. She stared down at the juncture of their bodies, as if unable to believe where all this pleasure was coming from. Hair plastered on her forehead, features twisted by ecstasy, she looked radiant. The most beautiful girl in the world.

Suddenly, Shana’s fierce need for Zoe kicked in again. She wanted to be the one who made her young lover come. Withdrawing from her vagina, she seized Stacy, gently pulling the girl away from Zoe. “Alright, enough of that.”

There was a two-girl chorus of frustrated cries.

“Why’d you do that? I was so close,” Stacy protested.

“Let me take care of you,” Shana said, reaching down to explore the child’s sex. Already slick with her own juices, Shana’s finger slid right in. There was a surprised cry that trailed off into an appreciative moan as Shana began thrusting into Stacy’s tight little pussy, using her other hand to rub the girl’s clit.

Stacy had indeed been close. After less than a minute, her body stiffened and she leaned back into Shana’s arms, wailing loudly as an orgasm rocked her.

All the while, Shana gazed into Zoe’s eyes. As soon as Stacy quieted, she gently laid the girl down, then crawled over to the one true object of her desire. “Your turn, baby.”

Zoe looked a little nervous. “Are you gonna do that to me? Go, um, all the way in?”

Yes, I’m going to fuck you, my love, Shana wanted to say, but instead chose to go with, “Do you want me to?”

Zoe hesitated a moment, then nodded. “Um, I think I wanna try, yeah.”

All smiles, Shana leaned forward to kiss Zoe while she trailed her fingers up the girl’s inner thigh. “Just relax, don’t worry,” she said, pausing to lightly stroke Zoe’s sex. “You’re wet enough for it to slip right in.”

Moving with the utmost caution, Shana prodded Zoe’s entrance with her middle finger. The hymen was quite tight, but slowly stretched to admit the intruding digit.

“You okay?” Shana asked once her first knuckle was inside.

“Um, I think so. It kinda stings a little bit, but not too bad.”

Nodding, Shana pushed a little further, withdrew, then pressed forward again, letting Zoe get used to the feeling of penetration. “How’s this?”

Zoe gave a hesitant nod. “Yeah… starting to feel kinda nice.”

Shana smiled down at the girl. She was now up to her second knuckle inside Zoe. Curling her finger upwards, she found the most sensitive point, then gave it a gentle prod. Zoe let out a sharp gasp. “Mmmm, yes, that’s the magic spot, isn’t it?”

“Y-yeah!” Zoe stammered.

Shana crouched down and lowered her mouth to Zoe’s sex, licking the girl’s clit while massaging her g-spot.

A sharp jolt shook Zoe’s slender frame. “Oh, oh, oh! Oh, Shana!”

Excited and encouraged by Zoe’s response, Shana pushed a little deeper until her whole finger was buried inside the child. She was deflowering this sweet little girl, giving Zoe her very first fuck. Shana’s excitement was at fever pitch. God, I could make myself come just from doing this!

It was Zoe who came, though. Her little body arched up from the bed, and her vagina gripped Shana’s finger like a vise. Her heedless shriek of ecstasy made Shana redouble her efforts on Zoe’s clit, pushing the girl to even greater bliss.

Finally, Zoe crumpled to the bed. She weakly pushed Shana away, shaking her head. Shana sat up, carefully extracting her finger from the child. There was a tiny bit of blood on it, but Zoe seemed none the worse for wear, at least judging by the sleepy smile she wore.

Stacy rolled onto her tummy, still dazed from her own climax, and draped an arm over her friend. Zoe’s eyes were closed, her chest rising and falling quickly as she regained her breath. It didn’t appear that Shana would be getting a helping hand with her own release—not any time soon, at least.

Time to take matters into her own hands. She knew it wouldn’t take much to work up the big finish she craved. She shoved the finger that she’d used to fuck Zoe into her own cunt, mixing their juices and the blood from Zoe’s first penetration. That thought alone was nearly enough to get her off.

As Shana masturbated, her eyes roamed over the girls’ sublime naked bodies, exhausted from an afternoon of forbidden sex. It only took a dozen thrusts or so before she succumbed to a powerful orgasm.

Her head spinning, she crawled over to flop down by Zoe’s side, snuggling into the girl and nuzzling her sweet-smelling hair.

“Mmmm,” Zoe purred sleepily, apparently quite happy with her new experience.

Most of the time, it was difficult for Shana to think rationally around Zoe; to center her mind on anything other than holding this amazing little girl in her arms, making love to her, simply basking in her presence. But after an orgasm—or a few of them—her mind could regain some semblance of clarity. And with that came the guilt.

She had just taken Zoe’s virginity. In a strict physical sense, at least. After all, she’d already taken it in the more abstract sense as well. And beyond the sheer excitement of the act, Shana had to ask herself what she was doing to the girl.

Zoe clearly loved the sex, but still. At her tender age, she almost certainly wouldn’t have experienced anything like that if she hadn’t been seduced by Shana. Though everything was wonderful and perfect when they were together, Shana did worry in her more lucid moments about how she was shaping Zoe’s life.

By most standards—and certainly by society’s norms—it would have been better to let Zoe make these discoveries by herself, in her own time. Maybe Stacy would still have enticed her into bed, but the idea of two little girls experimenting together seemed much more acceptable.

In fact, it really was a good thing that Zoe had found a like-minded friend—perhaps even a lover. Petty jealousy aside, Shana wished them the best. Maybe a relationship with a girl her own age was just what Zoe needed. If Shana was a better person, she’d cut ties with Zoe and let her live her own life. Hell, if I was a better person, I’d never have started any of this in the first place.

But that wasn’t going to happen. There was no way she had the willpower. Even if she tried, Shana knew that as soon as Zoe sent her a flirty message, she’d be at the girl’s feet once again. She couldn’t bear to stay away from this child she’d become so infatuated with. No, the child I fell in love with, she had to admit to herself.

Shana had lusted for this day, beside herself at the prospect of getting two little girls into bed—and certainly, she wasn’t complaining about the amazing sex they’d just enjoyed—but in the end, it had only made her realize just how deep her feelings for Zoe ran.

If only there was a way to have a real relationship with her, it would feel less like she was toying with Zoe’s affections. But it just couldn’t happen—no way, no how. Shana gave a heavy sigh. She had all the money she could possibly want, but it couldn’t get her what she desired most of all.

There were no easy answers. Then again, she hadn’t thought things through up to this point… so why start now? Best to simply enjoy the moment. Pushing the uncomfortable ideas away—as she always did—Shana wrapped her arms tighter around Zoe, breathing in the child’s pleasant scent.

The girls seemed to be dozing off, and a nap did sound pretty good right then, so she closed her eyes to join them. Maybe when they all woke up, she’d show them what fun could be had in that enormous shower, if there was enough time…