Date: Sun, 29 Jan 2006 00:34:20 +0000 From: Sensual Peach Subject: Sweet Guidance **Disclaimer** This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locals, or persons living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Sweet Guidance (Ff, Solo, Adult-Youth) by Sensual Peach Copyright (c) 2006 Vanessa Sands sat in her office as she quietly mused on a few patient recommendations. Upon hearing the soft chime of the clock on the wall she quickly snapped back to reality and confirmed her next appointment. The next scheduled hour was for an introductory meeting with Dawn Jensen. Vanessa used her pen to underline the girl's name twice. 11 year old Dawn had been referred to her by Michelle Clarke, an old acquaintance and school guidance counselor. The limited amount of notes that were provided concerning Dawn mentioned a lack of interest in her classes and a definite trouble communicating. Vanessa shook her head slightly as she wondered why the school counselor was unable to handle such a textbook case on her own. Cases such as this were almost always the same. A student moves to a city and school, has trouble fitting in, and with the always growing class sizes she wasn't being given the attention she deserved. Dawn had just recently moved into the new district at the beginning of the school year and immediately showed signs of being extremely sullen and withdrawn. The phone intercom gave a low toned beep and Vanessa reached to answer it. "Yes, Sandra?" "A Dawn Jensen is hear for her appointment Miss Sands." "I'll be right there." she answered. Vanessa always made a point of meeting her new patients before they came into the office. It always seemed so pompous to have new people get ushered into her office as if she were some sort of Hollywood BigWig or the head of a billion dollar corporation. This office was to be Dawn Jensen's sanctuary and it was best to start off on the right foot. Getting out of her chair, she crossed the room and opened the double doors to find a shy young girl nervously waiting by the receptionist's desk. "Dawn," Vanessa said cheerfully. "It's a pleasure to meet you." The girl gave a nervous smile and looked towards the door as if to make sure there was still an emergency exit for an escape. Vanessa extended her hand and placed it on the girl's shoulder. "Let's go have a seat in my office, ok?" "O-Okay." Dawn said shakily. It was obviously very scary for the girl to be meeting with her without her parents, but Vanessa insisted on it. Having her mother and father present would only obscure any possible problems that were causing her current emotion condition. "Right here is fine." Vanessa said pointing to a cozy cluster of chairs by the window. Dawn slowly made her way to a chair and Vanessa took a seat directly across from her. The girl kept her head down, her eyes gazing despondently at the floor. Vanessa gave a half smile as she looked Dawn Jensen up and down. The girl's long light brown hair hung slightly in front of her face hiding her eyes from view. Her soft pink lips were lightly pursed in a hint of apprehension as her hands remained folded on her lap. Vanessa's head tilted momentarily as she found herself admiring the young girl's quiet beauty. The woman soon noticed that her breathing had become shallow and took a few seconds to compose herself before speaking again. "Thanks for coming Dawn," Vanessa finally said. "I'd like you to know right off that bat that you are free to say whatever you want here. Nothing that's said hear will ever be repeated to your parents or your teachers." Dawn nodded her head silently. Vanessa could immediately tell that Dawn was shut in her shell tight. It was suddenly clear why Michelle had referred the Dawn to her. This situation was going to take much more attention than a regular school counselor would be capable of. "We might as well start at the beginning." Vanessa said smiling warmly. "Dawn, honey, we're going to have to speak to each other. I can't stare at the top of your head the entire time." Dawn gingerly reached up and brushed away the long tresses from in front of her eyes. "I'm sorry." "You have nothing to be sorry about Dawn." Vanessa leaning forward a little. "It's just that I won't be able to help you if we can't talk." Dawn nodded timidly and began twiddling her thumbs. "Is there anything you want to let me know Dawn? Anything troubling you lately?" "No." Dawn said softly. "Mrs. Clarke tells me that you're having a bit of trouble in school." The girl shrugged her shoulders and gazed out the window. "And your parents have mentioned that you've been really quiet since you moved here." This time Dawn offered no reply and continued staring out the window at the passing cars in the street below. Vanessa ran her eyes along the smooth arch of Dawn's neck and immediately wondered what it would be like run her fingers up and down the girl's skin. Closing her eyes and giving her head a small shake, Vanessa knew it had been entirely too long since she had sex. The long hours of a 41 year old therapist were often counterproductive to a healthy love life. Regardless of her age, there was certainly no denying that Dawn was an attractive young lady. Vanessa let out a brief sigh and reached for Dawn's file folder. She flipped through a few of the notes that were provided by both Michelle and Dawn's parents. Even before Dawn had come to her new school her grades were on a slight decline. The sharp drop was only most evident this year. "Something is gnawing away at this girl and it's been doing it for awhile now." Vanessa thought to herself as she scribbled a few more notes. Suddenly Dawn turned to the woman and stared directly into her eyes. In that instant Vanessa caught a glimpse of the inner pain in the young girl's eyes as she seemed to call out for help. "Dawn," Vanessa finally said. "I'm going to do whatever I can to help you." Dawn's eyes began to glisten and it seemed she would burst into tears at any minute. Instead, the girl took in a deep breath and swallowed her emotion. Vanessa wanted to reach out and hold the girl in her arms but fought back the growing urge. "Please, talk to me Dawn. I'm here to listen. I want to listen to you." Vanessa finished her statement by placing her hand on the girl's knee and giving it a gentle squeeze. Dawn looked up and gave a half-smile. She inhaled a staggered breath as if to speak but remained silent. "Is something troubling you at home?" Vanessa continued to prod. "Oh no, nothing like that." Dawn said quickly. Vanessa was almost startled at the girl's abrupt reply but was pleased that she had broken the uneasy silence. "Something is obviously bothering you." Vanessa continued. Dawn leaned back in her chair and swished her feet along the floor. "I-I just don't think I can ." she whispered. "Don't think you can? Don't think you can what, dear?" But the moment had passed and Dawn began nervously looking around the room with a look of panic on her face. She was rapidly becoming visibly upset as her fair skin flushed a shade of pink. Vanessa mercifully decided not to dig at the girl any longer on their first meeting. "I think that's enough for today Dawn." Vanessa said brightly as she rose from her seat. Dawn immediately jumped out of her chair and hurried to the door. "Thank-You for coming!" she called out as the door closed. Immediately after Dawn's exit, Vanessa flopped back into her chair and gave a puffy cheeked exhale. "Definitely a tough nut to crack . if you'll excuse the expression." She thought to herself. "Something she said . something about not thinking she can. What is she holding back on? What's keeping her scared? What would she look like naked?" The sudden thought that burst into her mind caused her pulse to quicken. Soon naughty thoughts of young Dawn Jensen began to flood Vanessa's imagination. Her hand twitched at the thought of running her fingers through Dawn's brown hair as she imagined kissing every inch of the girl's smooth young body. "I'll help you Miss Jensen," Vanessa purred as her hand slid between her legs. "and I just might help myself as well." ***** Over the next few days Vanessa began outlining her plan of action for Dawn's therapy. Communication was a difficult matter so Vanessa elected to try some rather extreme techniques. It would all depend on how desperate Dawn's parents were to help their daughter. Vanessa made preparations to recommend a period of at least one month where Dawn would stay with her at her home. In situations such as this where the girl was so withdrawn it would only be a matter of time before she completely escaped within herself to avoid dealing with the problems that haunted her. Vanessa was sure to make this clear to Dawn's parents as she outlined the very clear fact that since Dawn was still so young there was more than a good chance that she could still conquer her personal demons. Of course Dawn would be free to visit her parents on scheduled weekends but it would be crucial that Dawn remain strictly under her supervision during the bulk of the planned period of time. Not surprisingly, Dawn's parents were more than supportive of Vanessa's suggested course of action. The eloquent and persuasive therapist prided herself on her ability to get what she wanted. Two desires drove the ambitious woman now, her need to help Dawn overcome her slump and her simmering lust. Vanessa hadn't planned on falling for the nervous young lady who walked into her office that afternoon but there it was . the unmistakable urge that shot through her entire body. ***** After the arrangements were made and the details were hammered out, it was only a few hours until Dawn would arrive at Vanessa's home. She had met with Dawn a few more times before taking this final step and the girl showed signs of apprehension at the situation but made no verbal attempt to protest. The familiar chime of the doorbell interrupted Vanessa's chain of thought and she looked gleefully. This moment couldn't have come soon enough. With the greetings of final reassuring of Dawn's parents over, Dawn stood in the entrance way timidly clutching her suitcase. Vanessa slid her eyes over the entire girl before continuing. "Well, let's get you settled in shall we?" Vanessa led Dawn through her modest two level apartment, up the stairs to the guest bedroom. Giving the girl a warm smile Vanessa opened a door at and presented her new room for the coming month. "Here we are." Dawn hesitantly entered the room and looked around. For a moment a hint of a smile crossed the girl's face as she noted the spacious room and comfortable looking bed. "My bedroom is right at the end of the hallway over there. If you need to use the bathroom it's right next to your room out here." Vanessa said moving to the doorway. "Why don't you go ahead and put your clothes in the dresser there and come meet me downstairs, okay?" "'kay." Dawn said almost inaudibly. Vanessa closed the door behind her and stood silently against the door for a moment. She listened to the girl fumbling with her suitcase and beginning to put her clothes away. "Soon Dawn. Soon." ***** "I-I don't know." Dawn stuttered. "You know Dawn," Vanessa started in quickly. "You just may not know exactly how to say it." Glancing up at the clock Vanessa noticed that she had already been talking to Dawn for an hour and a half. It had been that long and the weary therapist could count on two hands how many times young Dawn and spoken. "Dawn whatever you're feeling . it's not anything that you shouldn't be feeling. It's completely natural. You're not alone; over the years I've heard pretty much everything that worries young women like you. All you have to do is talk it out with me and I can help you." "Mrs. Clarke couldn't." Dawn replied. "Fair enough," Vanessa said secretly hoping she could continue this dialogue. "but Mrs. Clarke wasn't capable of helping you. I am." "W-Why did I ..." Dawn started. "Why did you . what?" Vanessa said urging the girl to continue. "Why did I have to come . here?" "Why do you think you had to come here?" Vanessa countered. Dawn furrowed her brow and finally answered, "Because my grades are going down?" Vanessa remained silent and allowed the girl to continue. "Because I'm so quiet all the time?" Dawn said looking to Vanessa for an answer. "Those are only parts of what's really bothering you Dawn. The fact that you seem so sad and that your grades are going down are only because you won't deal with something else." Dawn's eyes widened as if Vanessa had hit something that made her realize something for the first time. "I think . that it's a very good sign that you even asked me that question." "What question?" "You asked why you had to come here." Vanessa replied. "I think that's the first time you've even asked me something. I take that as a good sign you want to find out what's bothering you." Dawn smiled. Vanessa returned the smile and reached to take Dawn's hand. The girl blushed slightly as Vanessa overlaid her other hand and stared for a moment. "What do you think about kissing?" Vanessa asked as her voice lowered slightly. "K-Kissing?" Dawn asked curiously. "Have you kissed another boy or girl?" Vanessa asked calmly. "You m-mean like my Mom and Dad?" "I mean like someone at school or in your dancing class." "I don't think so." Dawn replied innocently. "Have you ever wanted to kiss someone?" Turning a bright shade of red, Dawn shook her head no. "It's ok if you've wanted to kiss someone Dawn." Vanessa said leaning closer to the girl. Dawn seemed to tremble for a moment as her eyes widened. "Good!" the woman announced. "I think you've made some excellent progress today." With that Vanessa pulled the girl to her feet. "Why don't you head up to bed, I've still got some work to do." "Okay Miss Sands," Vanessa's blood burned at hearing her name on Dawn's lips. ". Miss Sands?" "Yes dear?" "Thank-You." The girl said as she turned and walked towards the stairs. ***** Vanessa moaned as she fondled her breasts, moving her hips up and down on the bed, stimulating a subtle bucking motion as she imagined Dawn's small hands on her body. She pinched her hard nipples, her breath starting to become ragged as soft sighs spilled from her trembling lips. Pulling the dark pink nubs away from her breast, she squeezed them harder, panting rhythmically as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm. Moving one hand up to her face, she licked the two digits, slathering them in saliva before sliding it back down to her pussy. Vanessa's legs fell apart as she opened her thighs. Slowly she slipped her moistened fingers along her quivering pussy while her other hand continued to squeeze and pulp her full breast. She slid her fingers over her swollen lips and moved her palm onto her stiffening white hot clit. The back of the woman's head dug deep into her pillow as she slipped two fingers inside herself. She began wriggling them in circles, twisting and thrusting them within her tight walls, the palm of her hand steadily massaging her burning clit. Vanessa's hips rose and fell on the bed as she fucked herself. Sweat began to pour down her face and pooled in the hollows of her neck. She moved her fingers faster, closing her eyes while she imagined she was in the guest bedroom with Dawn. She envisioned pressing Dawn hard against the damp sheets as she guided the girl's slender fingers to thrust deeper into her. Vanessa's moaned as her orgasm rose to consume her. A scream escaped her lips . "Ohhh, Daaaawn!" Vanessa fucked herself until the last quivering wave of her orgasm finally died away. The woman's head flopped to the side as her eyelids fluttered. Suddenly a creak by the bedroom door caused Vanessa to raise up, quickly covering her naked breasts with a sheet. "Dawn?" Vanessa called out as he eyes adjusted. "I-I'm sorry Miss Sands. I thought I heard something." The girl said uneasily. "Oh, No no. I'm fine Sweetheart. I must have been having a dream." "Are you ok?" Dawn asked taking a step forward. "I think so, yeah." Vanessa said with a grin. "Good night Dawn." "Night." Dawn said as she shut the door. Vanessa heard her small footstep scurry down the hall and back to the guest room. How much had the girl seen? Vanessa secretly hoped that the girl had been there for the whole thing. The thought of Dawn's eyes on her glistening naked body as she touched her most intimate places immediately reignited her desire. Throwing her legs over the side of the bed and pulling out a laptop computer from her night-table drawer, Vanessa flipped up the monitor and stared at the screen. She watched as Dawn returned to the room and laid on the top of her covers wide awake. The hidden camera in the vent of the guest room was sending a perfect picture. This was a wicked little secret that would double for help in therapy and giving Vanessa an illicit view into Dawn's privacy. If the ambitious therapist had a glimpse of what the girl did when she thought no one was around she could use that information to better conduct their discussion sessions. But there was no doubt at this moment, the lust fueled woman just wanted to spy on the object of her longing. "Good night Sweetheart." Vanessa said caressing the screen. ***** Vanessa woke up the next morning and lounged lazily on her bed. She remembered falling asleep watching Dawn toss and turn all night. The girl was obviously restless as she exhibited the classic signs of frustration. "She's close to the edge," Vanessa purred. "All she needs is a push." ***** Dawn pushed open the door to Miss Sands' apartment and breathed a small sigh of relief. Another day of school was over and she wouldn't have to face the feelings of anxiety for another few hours. For the past few days she had come to appreciate Miss Sands' . Vanessa's attempts to alleviate her fear. At first she was angry with her parents for making her come to stay with the therapist and she was sure that it would be a repeat of her experience with Mrs. Clarke. But even within the first few minutes of meeting Vanessa she could tell the woman was different. Her eyes seem to cut through the walls she had built up around her and shed some light on a part of her she thought she had lost. "Dawn? Is that you dear?" Vanessa called out from another room. "Yes! It's me." Dawn squeaked as loud as she could. "I'm just finishing up some paperwork . Oh! Could you be a sweetheart and go up and get something from my room?" Not wanting to yell again, Dawn followed the sound of Vanessa voice into the den. "What do you need?" she asked. Vanessa immediately flashed the girl a warm smile upon seeing her enter the room. "Hello Dear. I need a green file folder I left up on the desk by my bed." Dawn nodded quickly and made for the stairs straight away. Hesitantly, Dawn opened the latch handle to Vanessa's bedroom and peeked her head inside. The room was spacious and tidy with a slight scent of lilac. After her eyes had roamed the entire room she carefully stepped inside and began the search for the file folder. Brushing a stray strand of brown hair from her eyes she came across a small desk by the bedroom window. There was the folder . but wait, what was covering it? Dawn curiously slid a glossy magazine out from underneath a few stray papers. The girl almost gasped as she examined the cover picture of two half naked women embracing. The taller blonde had her arm around the smaller blonde's waist as if to pull her in for a fiery kiss. Dawn traced every curve of the women's bodies with her eyes as a strange new tingle flooded her body. She began to feel lightheaded as she felt the urge to flip through the pages. "Dawn?" Vanessa called from downstairs. "Did you find it?" The girl's heart nearly leapt out of her chest when she heard Vanessa's voice break into her daze. "Um, Yes! Be right there!" Dawn called towards the door. As she fumbled with the magazine and reached for the file folder Dawn noticed a few more magazines on the desk. Something stirred within her as she formulated a spontaneous plan. "Would she miss one of these? I could just take one of these to look at." Dawn thoughts twisted inside her mind. "Dawn?" Vanessa called again. "Coming!" Dawn said as she snatched a magazine and hid in beneath her sweater. Vanessa immediately shut her laptop screen and smirked. "Such a naughty girl." ***** That night Dawn made sure she was in bed on time. After she heard Vanessa close her bedroom door she clicked on her bedside lamp and pulled out her "borrowed" magazine. She flipped through the pages curiously and stared intently at the gorgeous women. Soon her thoughts turned to Vanessa and how she had heard her breathing hard in the next room. The woman's soft murmuring had caused the girl to investigate only to find Vanessa naked on her bed touching herself. The way she touched herself seemed to make her whole body tremble with an unnamable happiness. Dawn found herself wanting to duplicate that feeling for herself and quickly slipped her nightgown over her head. "Vanessa had her hand down there." Dawn thought to herself. The girl slid her unsure palm between her legs and began to clumsily massage her young pussy. The girl felt small twinges of pleasure but nothing seemed to subside this hot feeling that was building within her. She rubbed harder but found the sensation to be irritating. Giving an audible sigh, Dawn tossed her blanket and sheets aside and pulled her panties down around her ankles. Her inexperienced attention to her body seemed to only enflame her desire as she ran her hands along her ribcage and cupped her budding young breasts. *Knock, Knock* "Dawn I just wanted to ." Vanessa started as she opened the guest room door. Dawn gasped and fumbled with her underwear only to find it uncooperative. She grabbed at her blanket and hurriedly covered herself. "Dawn . what were you . what were you doing?" Vanessa asked in false astonishment. "I-I uh, I was just getting ready for bed." Dawn stammered. Vanessa walked closer to the bed where the girl lie curled in embarrassment. "Dawn," she said sternly. "You were touching yourself weren't you." "No I-I wasn't ..." Dawn protested. Vanessa reached out and seized her stolen magazine. A look of humiliation spread across Dawn's face as Vanessa stared at the magazine for a moment and then turned her gaze towards the girl. "Did you get this from my room?" The girl remained silent and avoided eye contact. "Dawn?" Vanessa said in a slightly raised voice. "Did you take this from my room?" "Yes," Dawn said shyly. "I did. I'm sorry." "Sorry?" Vanessa snapped. Dawn jumped a little at the sound of the woman's voice. "Did you say you were sorry?" "Y-yes." Dawn replied weakly. "Why would you be sorry?" The question caused Dawn to look up inquisitively. "You heard me Dawn. Why would you be sorry?" "W-Why?" Dawn whispered. "Dawn, you have nothing to be sorry for." Vanessa said bluntly. "You saw something you wanted and you took it." Dawn pulled her neck back a bit and looked at the woman with shock. "Y-you're not mad?" "Of course I'm mad!" Vanessa shouted. "I'm furious that you didn't ask me to look at these. I'm angry that you didn't come talk to me about what you saw me doing the other night." "But I ." "No, there is simply no excuse young lady." Vanessa said standing and turning her back to the girl. "How can I help you when you won't even talk to me about these things. Perhaps . perhaps you'd be comfortable talking to someone else. Maybe it's time for you to go home." "No! Please Miss Sands, I'm sorry!" Dawn pleaded. Vanessa spoke again, this time her voice was low and throaty, "Touch yourself Dawn." Dawn was taken aback, "T-touch myself?" "It's really quite simple. Start gently, touch yourself on your pussy." Vanessa demonstrated by patting her own moistening mound. "The secret is not to expect fireworks right off the bat. That's the beauty of being a woman, Dawn. It's all about subtlety. Patience." Starting with her right hand on her belly, Dawn slid her palm down her body. Vanessa had seated herself on the edge of the bed beside the girl and pulled aside the blanket Dawn was using to cover herself. Her gaze soon fixed between Dawn's outstretched legs. The therapist struggled to find a new word to describe Dawn's young pussy but gave up. "Sweetheart, you have a perfect little pussy." Vanessa's pulse quickened as her eyes moved over the girl's hairless outer lips. As Dawn's slender legs moved apart she could just make out the delicate labia within. Vanessa looked the girl up and down and stood silently for a moment. The brief glimpse of Dawn's nudity earlier really hadn't done her nubile body justice. Her legs were long and slim and her stomach was tight and flat. Her breasts, while not large by any means, were starting to fill in nicely. The girl's skin was absolutely flawless, almost luminous in the dim light of the bedroom. "I-It feels . weird." Dawn panted. "It will at first, Sweetie. Don't think about it. Think about something else . think about these gorgeous women in the magazine. Fantasize." "Fantasize?" Dawn asked. "Just think about something that makes you feel good. Think about these women kissing each other and touching each other. Think about them touching you." Vanessa coached. Dawn closed her eyes and began to tweak her nipples gently. The small numbs almost instantly became erect. "You have such beautiful little breasts Dawn." Vanessa said huskily. "MmmmHmmmmm." Dawn could only reply. "That's in Honey," Vanessa encouraged. "Don't be ashamed of your body. Slide your hands down your stomach . that's it." The woman's gazed fixed between Dawn's now outstretched legs. Seeing the older woman staring at her most private place was both incredibly thrilling and incredibly embarrassing to the young brunette. AS if sensing the girl's apprehension Vanessa spoke again, "Do you like me looking at you Dawn?" "I-I don't know?" Dawn panted continuing her rhythmic touching. "How can you not know? You either like me watching you touch yourself or you don't." Vanessa teased. "I-I like it." The girl admitted. "Tell me you want me to watch you." "I w-want you to watch me." Dawn repeated. "Watch you what?" Vanessa asked firmly. "I want you to watch me touch myself." Dawn said as her breathing became more ragged. "You look so amazing Dawn. So pretty, so sexy." Vanessa was almost salivating at the sight of the beautiful, pink pussy in front of her. She couldn't believe how wet the girl was getting with even having touched her clit yet. "Vanes. Vanes. Miss Sands . Please I ." Dawn struggled with her words as she twisted her hips. "Would you like a little help Dawn?" Vanessa asked soothingly. "YES! I feel so . so ." The girl was unable to finish as her head dropped to her chest and she sucked in a whistling breath through her teeth. Reaching under the bed and Vanessa searched around until she found a familiar shape of her most personal, private possession. Manipulation a switch on the base of the device until it came to life, making a low of definitely audible buzz. "I was saving this here for you." Dawn eyed the new device inquisitively, "What is it?" "It's a personal massager," Vanessa replied. "A vibrator." Dawn's hips were still writhing slowly as she watched the vibrator with interest, seeing it as a possible way to soothe her now aching need. Vanessa let the vibrator buzz at Dawn's entrance, moistening it in the girl's glistening lips. The therapist tried not to look too intently, but she couldn't help but admire Dawn's adolescent female body. Gently, she dipped the very tip of the diminutive instrument inside Dawn. Instinctively, the girl pushed back against it trying to find a release. Vanessa put a steadying hand on Dawn's waist, urging her not to be so eager. "Please." Dawn pleaded as the vibration on her throbbing middle left her on the edge of something she couldn't begin to control. The girl's face was a please to behold . her features contorted, her teeth gritted, her emotions beyond awareness. Vanessa wondered for a moment if this was how she looked when she was about to orgasm. Little squelching noises came from Dawn's young pussy as Vanessa eased the vibrator shallowly in and out. Soon the woman moved the pulsating tip of the toy to Dawn's white hot clit. Immediately dawn felt the spasms surge through her body. The intenseness of her feelings almost caused her to pass out with sheer bliss. She almost threw herself off the bed as the spasms rushed through her hips causing her mouth to drop open and release a scream of pleasure. "OhhhhAIEEEEEEEEEEEEaahhhh!!!!." Dawn collapsed back down as her jumbled thoughts began to solidify after the incredible high she had just experienced. Her chest rose and fell with each labored gasp for air. Vanessa's lust raged within her upon seeing this display. Her panties were soaked through and a voice screeched inside her head to take the girl laid out before her and satisfy her urges. Her had twitched and longed to move towards her dripping pussy, push inside her panties, and caress her engorged clit. It took every ounce of self control to disobey her instinct and rise from the bedside. Leaning back to the girl's ear Vanessa simply whispered, "You deny yourself pleasure like this when you close yourself off." With that, Vanessa strode out of the room and closed the door behind her. Vanessa's words continued to echo in Dawn's mind as exhaustion caused her to drift into sleep. ***** That night Dawn slept like a rock. Vanessa peeked in on her in the early morning and saw a smile on her face as she snoozed. She took it upon herself to call into Dawn's school and dismiss her from that day's classes due to her therapy treatments. Dawn's parents had already preauthorized any time off from school that was required or her treatment sessions so there was no problem. "Patient is becoming willing to release her anxieties. She still requires my supervision to find the right outlet and remains unsure of her own ability. I will attempt a more intensive therapy to try to draw her out." Vanessa finished and clicked off her tape recorder. ***** Dawn stirred out of a sound sleep and lifted herself up on the mattress by her elbows. The afternoon sun was trickling in through the closed curtains throwing light patterns against the walls. A smile curled Dawn's lips as the memory of last night returned. Was it a dream? Was the tingle on her skin just part of some delightful fantasy? With a boisterous sigh, Dawn rolled out of bed fully nude and took a peak out the window. Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of herself in a full length mirror leaned against the far side of the bedroom. Sashaying over to the mirror, Dawn took a few moments to appreciate her reflection. She tilted her head to stare at her developing breasts, jutting out her chest proudly as she imagined them getting as big as Vanessa's. Instinctively from looking over her body, Dawn's hand brushed down to the junction between her legs. Her fingertips lightly trailed over her young pussy as she remembered the ecstasy Vanessa's touch and toy had made her experience. Not only ecstasy . but a kind of clarity. She had experienced kind clarity of mind that she had been lacking for a long, long time. There was no confusion in those fleeting moments, no cloud of gloom that fogged her senses. Vanessa had successfully reached to her core and shown her how great she could feel if she just had the courage to try. The therapist's words echoed in her mind once again, "You deny yourself pleasure like this when you close yourself off." Was pleasure really this easy to get? All she had to do was have the confidence to seek it out. But she couldn't do it alone . could she? Was she strong enough? What was stopping her? The girl herself couldn't answer the questions springing up over and over. "Ah, you're finally up." Vanessa voice said from behind. Dawn whirled around towards the doorway and grinned as their eyes met. "Why don't you get dressed and come get something to eat?" "'kay!" Dawn said enthusiastically as she clasped her hands over her stomach. ***** Vanessa ran Dawn's plate under the stream of hot water and scrubbed off a few of the food specks. With breakfast behind them, the two retired to living room. The therapist had purposefully worn a tight low cut top to further entice the young girl. Her cunning plan was working perfectly as she caught Dawn trying purposefully not to stare and then quickly averting her eyes when Vanessa looked her way. "Dawn," Dawn immediately recognized the serious tone of Vanessa's voice. "What happened to your confidence?" "My confidence?" Dawn struggled. "Yes, your self-assurance, your certainty." "I-I'm not sure Miss Sands." "You're absolutely right," Vanessa continued. "It could be any number of things. It could be your new school, it could be the fact that you're brighter than the rest of your class, or it could be your natural childhood angst had simply overtaken your ambition." Dawn's head spun at the rapid speech Vanessa was throwing at her. "I'm sorry Sweetheart . what I mean is; I think it's all of those things and more that's causing you to close yourself off. Frankly it doesn't matter what's causing it. We need to focus on rebuilding your confidence and making it strong enough to last." Vanessa turned to the girl and asked her point blank, "How did you feel when you were masturbating?" "Mastoorbait?" Dawn replied in a confused manner. "When you were touching yourself . touching your sensitive spot. Your pussy. That's masturbating." "Well, I felt weird. I felt . I felt very good." Dawn said as she remembered the emotions that rocked through her the previous night. "What did you want?" "Want?" "Yes, what was your mind telling you?" "It was telling me . mmmmm, that I wanted more. That I wanted ." "That you wanted what Dawn?" Vanessa urged. The girl felt silent as her cheeks began to burn. Vanessa shook her head and stood up from her seat. "That you wanted WHAT Dawn?" she repeated. "That . That I wanted to kiss you." Dawn said quietly. The girl looked up and gazed into the therapist's eyes. "God, she has such beautiful, innocent eyes." Vanessa thought to herself as she leaned and took the girl's face in her hands. Gently, Vanessa pushed her lips against Dawn's. The kiss was soft and slow; a gentle innocent first kiss with promises of intense passion to follow. Soon the kiss became wet as Dawn's eager lips seemed to come to life. Vanessa allowed the kiss to become deeper and fervent but soon broke it off to face the girl again. The girl leaned her head forward as Vanessa moved away, not wanting to sever the kiss just yet. "Now," Vanessa panted. "What did you want Dawn?" "To Ki-Mmmmmmmhmmm." Dawn hurriedly threw herself forward and resumed the kiss. Their lips pressed urgently against each other, and soon the girl felt Vanessa pushing her long, agile tongue into her mouth. She reveled in the new sensation as Vanessa twirled it around in an attempt to coax Dawn's inexperienced tongue to share in the wet heat of their forbidden kiss. Vanessa slid her hands under Dawn's shirt and caressed the skin of her back and shoulders. This time Dawn broke the kiss, gasping as she did so. Vanessa looked down at her face, at her kiss-swollen lips, the desire smoldering in her young innocent eyes. The girl's eyes moved down the woman's body and focused on her chest. Vanessa smiled. "That's right. What do you want Sweetie?" "These," Dawn replied. "I want to see." "My breasts?" Vanessa said playfully. "Yes! Your big beautiful breasts." Dawn said nodding her head. Vanessa began unbuttoning her blouse, while Dawn was now frozen in place staring as the older woman removed her top. "See?" Vanessa said. "There was nothing hard about asking." Dawn's jaw dropped open as she saw Vanessa's large breasts straining against her lacy bra. Turning her back to the girl Vanessa asked, "Sweetie, would you be a dear and help me with this?" With shaky but determined fingers, Dawn fumbled with the clasps. The girl tried her best but was unable to unhook the bra completely. "Here, let me help you," Vanessa said as she skillfully unhooked the remaining snaps with one hand. Teasingly, the woman cupped her breasts and turned towards the girl. "Are you sure you want these?" "Yes!" "Are you sure?" "Yes! . Yes, Please!" "Hmmmm . no. I don't you're quite sure. I don't think you want these after all." Vanessa said teasingly as she straightened slowly, her now loosened hair falling into her face. "Please!" the girl pleaded. "I need to see them!" "Well, you may believe you need them Dawn, but really you just WANT to see them. There's a difference between wanting and needing." Vanessa continued to tease. Not wanting to wait any longer, Dawn pulled Vanessa's hands away from her chest and cupped the woman's smooth silky breasts, kneading and stroking them. The girl's thumbs scraped across the pointed peaks causing a small gasp to escape Vanessa's lips. "Mmmmmm, that's it darling," Vanessa sighed. Dawn continued to stroke the puckered tips, squeezing the tender mounds of her therapist's swelling globes. A dreamy look crossed Dawn's eyes as her mouth sank back onto the older woman's as her tongue now demanded entrance. Vanessa's arms encircled the girl's lithe torso pulling her closer with a craving she had felt ever since she laid eyes on her. Dawn's kiss began to deepen as her inexperienced tongue swept every corner of Vanessa's mouth causing the woman to moan faintly. The girl's heart began to beat faster as she realized her therapist wanted more of her. As the two broke the kiss to out of necessity to breathe, Vanessa dipped her lips back to the girl's and flicked out the tip of her tongue and traced Dawn's upper lip. "You *huff* you taste good." Dawn panted. "The rest of me is even better." Vanessa said in a tantalizing tone. "I want to ." Dawn began to say. "I don't know," Vanessa said raising her eyebrow. "I don't think you know what you want. Even now." The older woman pushed the girl backwards onto the sofa and concentrated on removing the girl's clothes. She fumbled with the small buttons on Dawn's shirt for a few moments before just ripping it off. The girl gasped at Vanessa's sudden action but soon rested her hand to the woman's thigh. With the young girl lying completely naked in front of her, Vanessa tenderly drew the backs of her fingers over the girl's breasts feeling her warm flesh. Dawn's body tightened as she writhes under the older woman's touch, mewling in delight. As Vanessa ran her other hand across Dawn's stomach the girl took hold of it and held it. "Miss Sands . I ." "Dawn," Vanessa said firmly. "You're not taking the initiative here." The woman took a deep sigh before speaking again. "I'm going to trying leading by example." "Miss Sands?" "Sweetie, you are so sexy. I want you to lick me." Dawn shyly stuck out her pink tongue intending to lick Vanessa's arm. The older woman let out a laugh at the child's efforts and ran her fingers through Dawn's hair. "No silly, I want you to eat me. I want you to lick my pussy." Without another word or hesitation, Vanessa slide up along Dawn's smooth body until her knees were on either side of the girl's head. Resting in a kneeling position Vanessa took hold of the back of Dawn's head and raised her head towards her sizzling mound. The therapist gazed into Dawn's large, innocent eyes for a moment before pressing her face firmly into her pussy. Vanessa exhaled noisily as she felt the girl's lips come in contact with her already dripping pussy. "Dawn honey? Now you're going to start licking like you were licking an ice cream, ok?" A muffled noise of understanding came from between Vanessa's legs as Dawn's flicked out her tongue. "That's right baby, That's right. Stick your tongue out as far as you can." Dawn followed the words of instruction and pushed her tongue up into the folds of the woman's pussy. Vanessa began to buck her hips against the girl's face as her thighs spread out further. The wet stickiness of Vanessa's arousal covered the girl's face as she felt the orgasm beginning to build. "Yes honey! You see?!" Vanessa yelped. "You see how easy it is to feel this pleasure *pant* if only you aren't afraid to chase it? YES DAWN! Do you see?" Dawn mumbled something unintelligible from beneath the woman's grinding body as her tongue moved closer to Vanessa's clit. "Oh yes. Oh Dawn. Just a little higher. Jus-Just a little HIGHER! YES!" With those words Vanessa's orgasm ripped through her. The heavenly sensation rushed along every nerve in Vanessa' body and caused her to hug the girl tightly with her thighs. As the orgasm ebbed, felt light headed as she toppled off the girl and onto the carpeted floor. Dawn instantly leaped off the couch with a look of concern in her eyes. Dawn straddle the dazed woman; Vanessa's glistening juices still covering her face. "Miss Sands?" She said with concern. "Miss Sands are you ok?" As Vanessa's eyes focused she saw Dawn's face dripping with her love-juice. "Oh darling, you look fantastic." The girl giggled as she realized Vanessa wasn't injured, "It got pretty wet under there. D-Did I do it right." "Oh Sweetie, you were perfect." Vanessa replied as she embraced her young lover. "Touch me." Dawn said clearly. "What Sweetheart? What did you say?" Even though Vanessa had obviously heard the words, she had to ask. "Touch me," Dawn repeated. "Touch me, kiss me, I want you to. Please." "Of course my darling." Vanessa said as she started nibbling her way down the girl's chest to her small breasts, tasting the tender flesh with loving intensity. Dawn inhaled deeply, and sprawled out on the carpet, deliberately relaxing as she allowed the older woman to pleasure her. The girl' reached down to gently stroke Vanessa's face and hair, trailing her fingers over her therapist's temple and down her cheek. Vanessa paused briefly to kiss each fingertip before returning her attentions to Dawn's small nipples, sending now familiar tingles of delight through the girl. Dawn felt her breathing deepen again as her heart rate rose in turn. When Vanessa trailed down the girl's supple belly, Dawn muscles tensed as she anticipated the woman's mouth on her most intimate region. But Vanessa had other ideas, new ideas, as she drew away to wrap her arm around Dawn's leg. Pulling the girl's limb against her stomach, Vanessa hooked her own leg over Dawn's other thigh. Bewildered by this unfamiliar positioning Vanessa was positioning arranging them into, Dawn watched intently as the older woman attempted to fit them together. The girl was abruptly jolted by the sensation of Vanessa's wetness being pressed against her own. "Does that feel good baby?" Vanessa asked, her eyes lipped as she began undulating against the girl. "Mmmm ahhhh," Dawn moaned, finding it hard to breathe. "Yes, OH Yes!" Vanessa smiled sensually, her gaze capturing Dawn's as they watched each other intently. Dawn stared deeply in the older woman's eyes, the intensity of her look spoke volumes of her smoldering desire. The girl was seeing things clearly for the first time in her life. She didn't feel afraid or nervous and it was all thanks to the woman in front of her. "What are you thinking about babygirl?" Vanessa murmured after a few moments, her voice low and unsteady. "I- I see what you mean now," the girl replied, swallowing against the dryness in her mouth which came about as a result of trying to gulp more air into her lungs. "I don't have to be afraid. I won't get hurt for just trying." "Wonderful," Vanessa said, hugging the girl's left tightly to her stomach. "That's all I wanted to show you. All you need to know is that fact and you can do anything." Dawn felt dizzy, the heat of Vanessa sliding against her, beginning to send tremors through her small body. The girl shivered as she felt the older woman's hard nub rub over her own, Vanessa's wetness seeming to trickle inside her. Dawn moaned loudly as her internal muscles squeezed rhythmically. The moist, warm pressure against her middle made the girl feel as if every nerve ending was being stimulated and it caused her to move her hips in unison with Vanessa's. Dawn reached out and grabbed at Vanessa's left breast but was unable to get a good grip. Vanessa obliged by leaning in and allowing the girl to squeeze her as she continued to clutch Dawn's leg against her belly. Within seconds the woman could feel her young partner's opening flutter against her own, the soft rush of additional moisture covered her, filled her, and it was enough to trigger her own climax. Their hips surged up, seeking more contact until finally their mutual pleasure ebbed and Dawn toppled over, collapsing into Vanessa's waiting embrace. They lay there together, kissing sweetly, recovering from the aftershocks of excitement that still rippled through both of them. ***** Days later, Vanessa Sands received the immediate accolades from Dawn's parents as she exhibited all the signs of being "cured". The girl was willing and excited to go to school and to sign up for new after-school activities. Of course, Dawn still visited Vanessa regularly to learn new techniques in lovemaking. The therapist gladly shared her knowledge with the young girl in hopes that her growing confidence would add to her already formidable performance as a lover. As she hung up the phone with Dawn's mother, Vanessa remembered girl when she was nestled safely against her chest listening to her heartbeat. "I love you." She whispered dreamily. "Thank-You." The first obstacle had been overcome. ***** *****