Date: Tue, 27 Aug 2019 10:39:26 +0200 From: Lolo Lolo Subject: Tracy's Tale Chapter 17 Chapter 17 Sunday morning dawned to an absolutely scorcher of a day. The sun baked down and Tracy sweated as she prepared breakfast for the family. She was still dressed in her nighty and Channing was in the kitchen babbling about everything and anything. Tracy only half paid attention to what she was babbling about. The boys were out in the garden throwing a football around. Tracy was in her own world. The thoughts of the past two weeks experiences in her mind. She was startled out her daze by Channing. "Mom! I asked you a question!" Tracy had no idea what Channing had asked. "Sorry sweetie, I didn't catch that." She now focused on what Channing was saying. "Can Chrissy come over to swim?" Channing asked again. Chrissy was Channing's thirteen year old friend that she had been spending time with. "Is Chrissy's mom bringing her through and fetching her later?" Tracy asked. "Yes mom..." Channing replied rolling her eyes at her mother. "Then I'm sure it will be fine. Just check with your dad first. Not sure what he has planned for the day." Tracy replied. Channing bounced out the kitchen heading to the back yard. Tracy went to the bedroom to change out her nighty and made sure that she puts a bra on this time. She didn't want to be embarrassed by getting a nipple rise in front of Chrissy's mom again. Jason had obviously given his blessing as Channing breezed past her, on the phone, giving Chrissy instructions on what to bring. "Daddy said Chrissy can stay over tonight if she wants" Channing shouted at Tracy as she rushed into her room. Tracy sighed. So much for spending quality time with the men in her life. As the car pulled up to the driveway Tracy went out to chat to Chrissy's mother. Chrissy's mother climbed out the car and Tracy was reminded of how good looking she was. She had long brown hair and was a foot taller than Tracy. She was dressed in a miniskirt and tank top. Her hair was braided into a French plat and it hung over her one shoulder. She had the greenest eyes Tracy had ever seen and full sensual lips. Her skin was without any blemishes and her makeup done to perfection. She was about Tracy's age but looked years younger and Tracy felt envious. She didn't have a pound of fat on her body and her arms and legs were well toned. She reminded Tracy of the girl on Jason's phone and as that thought crossed her mind she immediately pushed it aside. Chrissy jumped out the passenger seat and grabbed a bag off the back seat. She was once again dressed in that short flared skirt and tight t-shirt. Tracy's fantasy immediately jumped to the foreground and her nether region started tingling. "Get a hold of yourself!" Tracy whispered to herself. Tracy approached Brenda and noticed that the tables were turned. She could clearly see Brenda's nipples poking at the tank top material. "I hope Chrissy won't be a nuisance today. If she is just let me know and I will come fetch her." Brenda told her. Tracy found her eyes being drawn to Brenda's chest. She had a decent c-cup and the poking nipples just begged for attention. Sexy thoughts crossed her mind and she had to scold herself once again, but she managed to stumble out a reply and with that Brenda got back in her car. As she got in Tracy caught an up skirt glance of Brenda's shaved snatch. She could have sworn there was something sticking out of it. It looked like the back of a dildo as she had seen on some of her internet searches. She dismissed it as her imagination and Brenda drove off, waving as she did so. Tracy shouted for the boys to come have breakfast. It was a full dining room table. Jason and Bradley were talking motorcycles and Channing and Chrissy was babbling about clothes. It left Tracy to her own thoughts. She studied Chrissy out the corner of her eye and found that this little girl was absolutely adorable. She had dark brown hair like her mother and the same facial features. Her hair was cut into a short bob though and it framed her face beautifully. She had the body of an eleven year old with only a slight sign of breast development unlike Channing. Her breasts were only two small bumps and Tracy could see she hadn't started wearing a training bra yet. The tight t-shirt did show off her nipples though and they were not much bigger than that of a male. Her eyes sparkled with excitement and she used her hands to stress whenever she had a point to make. She would also unconsciously lick her lips every once in a while. Tracy found the sight of that tongue intoxicating. Resigning herself to a day of torture she ate her breakfast in silence. The girls excused themselves from the table and as they left she caught a glimpse of Chrissy's pink panty covering her delicious tight arse. From the corner of her eye she caught Jason staring at Chrissy's arse. "Wow!" she thought to herself. "Can we be thinking the same thing?" she pretended to not have seen and finished up and cleared the table. Jason joined her and they did the dishes together. She walked in front of him and he gave her a light smack on her arse cheek. She grinned at him and took his hand. They walked out to the garden hand in hand. Bradley was in the garden on one of the lounging chairs. He was shirtless and his body glistening with sweat. It was hot in the sun and he looked like he was trying to catch a tan. Not that he really needed one. His body naturally turned golden brown with the lightest tan. His trip to Hawaii with Jenny had already tanned him. Tracy felt lust welling up in her. She had to suppress the feelings rising up in her. Jason joined him on a second lounger. She took up the third lounger. Donning her sunglasses she settled on it. Lying there she heard the girls giggling and chatting as they approached the pool from the house. Chrissy passed between her and Jason with Channing passing on her right. Channing ran to the pool and with a flying leap splashed into the pool. The water went everywhere. Some of it hit Chrissy on the way to the pool and she screeched at the cold water. Tracy's stomach went up in butterflies. The squeal was just so cute and alluring. Chrissy was wearing a single piece swimsuit and it fitted tight over her body. The baby blue swimsuit clung to her body and it made her little bumps so much more visible. It clung to her crotch area giving a hint of the slit hiding behind it. It clung to her arse and pulled slightly into her crack displaying her tight arse even more. Tracy salivated at the sight. This little girl was a goddess. Behind her glasses she peeked at Jason. He was staring at Chrissy. Tracy noticed a hard on poking at his board shorts. She imagined his cock in her while she licked that sexy little arse of Chrissy's. Tracy felt that now familiar warmness creeping into her pussy. She looked back at Chrissy. She was about to dive into the pool right in front of her. She bent over to dive in and Tracy caught a glimpse of the swimsuit pulling into Chrissy's small pussy lips. This sent Tracy over the edge. Her pussy drenched and she could see a wet spot developing on her shorts. She watched Chrissy dive into the pool and when she got up her small nipples was hard and Tracy could see every little bump around the small poking nipples. Even her areolas were now very pronounced and Tracy just wanted to get them in her mouth. She excused herself and making sure that nobody sees the wet spot headed inside the house. In her room, she dropped her shorts and without ceremony shoved two fingers inside her pussy. She was so wet that it offered no resistance. Still standing she fucked herself like that with an urgency she had never experienced before. Not caring that the curtains was wide open for anybody to see. Tracy's body shuddered with her orgasm. It pushed her far over the edge and she sat down on the bed, her legs unable to support her. She didn't care that the door was standing open and that anybody could walk in. She didn't care that her juices was wetting the bed. She didn't care that she still had her fingers inside her. In fact she rather hoped that someone would, and release her from the daze she was in. At that moment anybody could do with her whatever they wanted. She needed to be fucked so badly that they could stand in a row and repeatedly fuck her until she was raw. Man, woman, child, animal, she didn't care. She eventually removed her fingers out of herself. She flopped down on the back of the bed and as her body calmed down, reason returned to her. External noises returned and she could hear the girls shouting and splashing in the pool. "What the hell!" she thought to herself and dressed in the bikini she had worn the previous day. She was going to get in the pool and the cold water should suppress the lingering desire within her. She grabbed a towel in the linen cupboard and headed back out. Both the girls and Jason was in the pool. He was tossing them into the air and they would land with a big splash. The paving around the pool was drenched in water. Bradley was nowhere to be seen. "Seize the splashing until I'm in the pool." She told the three of them. She took a tentative step onto the pool step. The water was freezing. It sent goose bumps all along her legs and arms. "Come on mom. Its fine once you are in!" Channing shouted at her. "Hurry up! Daddy is throwing us up in the air and you taking too long!" Tracy dropped her body into the pool. The cold spread through her whole body. Her nipples rock hard from the cold. Her lingering desire was suddenly gone. She covered her breasts with her arms, willing her nipples to return to their normal state. She didn't want to feel embarrassed in front of the little goddess. Her body eventually got used to the cold and she found the water refreshing. Jason renewed his game with the girls. Tracy noticed that he would take Channing above her hips and toss her in the air as high as he could. With Chrissy he would place his hand much lower and take her by the hips. His thumbs were always on the outer edges of her arse. He would hold her closer to him than Channing and lift her arse to face level before tossing her. Whenever he did that, Chrissy's swimsuit would hike up and pull into her arse crack. She couldn't help but notice him staring every time he tossed her. She suddenly knew that her husband definitely desired her little goddess. It should have been disgusting to her, but she found it very erotic. Thoughts of him and the goddess together, while she watched definitely intrigued and turned her on. "You girls want to do some piggyback battles?" he asked the three of them. "What are piggyback battles?" Chrissy asked. "Well it something I used to play as a kid. Me and Aunty Tracy would be the horses. You girls will sit on our shoulders and wrestle until one falls off or the horse falls over." "Yes please!" the girls shouted in unison. "I'm gonna have to take Chrissy though, Channing will be too heavy for me" Tracy immediately commented. She didn't want Jason to have the pleasure of the goddess on his shoulders. He already had a turn touching her. She could see a flutter of disappointment cross his face but he made a quick effort to hide it. Jason took Channing to one side to strategize and Tracy led Chrissy to the other side. "When you're on my shoulders, I'll hold your legs real tight. You just concentrate on getting Channing down" she told Chrissy. Tracy sat down on the step and Chrissy climbed on her shoulders. As this little girl touched her, Tracy shuddered. She wished that Chrissy sat on her shoulders the other way around and that instead of her young pussy against her neck; it was against her mouth instead. Channing was not at all heavy and playtime commenced. Channing and Jason were much too strong for the two of them and they ended up getting dunked more often than not. As with all good things the game eventually came to an end. Tracy got out the pool and dried. She headed back into the house and got her camera. She was going to take some pics of the family. When she walked back out she was just in time to see Jason helping dry the girls off. He took extra time drying Chrissy's hair. She found him staring at the little girl's protruding nipples. A pang of jealousy crossed her mind again. She gathered herself and the next half hour she made them pose for all kind of pictures. She was definitely going to use the ones of Chrissy later that night for a good masturbation session. Tracy settled back on the lounger and basked in the sun. While still lying there Jason's phone rang. Tracy glanced over to where his phone was lying. It was Alice calling. Alice was a work colleague of his. She was the only female pilot the airline had and a pretty brunette to boot. Tracy had only met her twice at work functions and didn't really know much about her, but she always seemed to be pretty chummy with Jason. Tracy sighed. This could only mean one thing. Jason would have to go to work. Her heart sank. She had planned on riding him to exhaustion tonight. She even had planned on dressing in the corset for him. Jason, still busy at the pool, shouted at her to answer the phone. Tracy picked up the phone and hit the answer button. "Hello Alice." Tracy responded putting the phone to her ear. "Oh hi Tracy! Can I speak to Jason for a minute? I need his help." She asked. Tracy remembered Alice being quite a bubbly person. Asking Alice to hold on she shouted to Jason that it was Alice on the phone needing help. Jason came over and took the phone from her. "What's up?" she heard him say. Tracy could only catch bits of the conversation and after he finished the call he told Tracy that Alice's son had taken ill and that she needs him to cover her flight for the next two days. Tracy wanted to cry. She had an itch that really needed scratching, and with Channing being home she couldn't get Bradley to scratch for her in Jason's absence. She sulked and Jason immediately picked up the vibe. "I'm so sorry love! Alice had phoned all the other free pilots and none of them can make it. I was pretty much her last hope." He said apologetically. They went inside and Tracy helped him pack. There was still no sign of Bradley and she asked Jason if he knew where Bradley went. "I forgot to tell you, he went to Jenny's. He will be back tonight before curfew." Jason shrugged. "Young love..." he commented with a smile. Jason finished getting dressed and the two of them walked to the garage. He turned to Tracy and gave her a kiss. "I'll be back before you can miss me!" and with that he got in the car and left. Tracy watched him drive off and with a sigh went back inside. She could still hear the girls giggling in the garden. Tracy took her cell phone and checked her messages. The group had been busy again. Nude pics galore of sexy guys and girls were posted but nothing really of interest. None of the pics were selfies and Tracy found herself disappointed. But there were still no messages from Megan on either the group or to her directly. She checked Megan's status and found that she had been online less than an hour before. Tracy felt very despondent. Had Megan gotten tired of her? She pushed those thoughts away. She will not fall into the same trap she always does. She would not let it get her down. The girls bounced into the house and Tracy's heart skipped a beat at the sight of little Chrissy. She was still in her swimsuit and Tracy admired every little curve. The girls went to Channing's room and came out a little while later. They had gotten dressed and Chrissy was in a pair of loose fitting shorts and a white strapless blouse. The blouse came down to halfway down her stomach leaving her belly exposed. Tracy admired the smooth milky white skin. She was startled out her reverie by Chrissy. "Do you like my new outfit, Aunty Tracy? My mom bought it for me yesterday." Tracy flushed. How could she tell the little goddess that it makes her so horny that she just wants to rip it off her and do unspeakable things to her? Instead she replied: "it's very nice. It makes you look grown up. You should wear a bra underneath though. It's a bit see through." "Mom said my boobs are still too small for a bra. She said I'm just a late bloomer." With that Chrissy pushed her little bumps together and Tracy ached. That innocent little act gave her a heavy throb between her legs. How she longed to touch those little bumps, to play with them and lick and suck them. Channing fired up the PlayStation. She was addicted to racing games. She offered the second controller to Chrissy who shook her head. "I hate computer games, they soooo boring." Channing shrugged "your loss!" she exclaimed. "Mom! Remember all those clothes we got from jenny? I tried them on. They don't fit me. Why don't you see if they would fit Chrissy?" Channing asked her without taking her eyes off the screen. "I suppose it can't hurt." She replied. Jenny was a pretty petite girl so Tracy was sure that some of the stuff would fit. "Where did you put the bag?" Tracy asked Channing. "I put it on your bed just now." She replied. "And don't go into my room!" she shouted after her mother as Tracy headed to go get the bag. Tracy shook her head. Channing was the most untidy girl she had ever seen. "Must I close the door?" Chrissy asked from behind her as she entered the room. Tracy didn't realize that she had been followed and glanced back. Chrissy was standing with her hand on the door handle. She looked so innocent. Tracy's heart sank. She did not want to spoil this girl's innocence. "There's no need. It's just us girls here. But it's up to you. If you feel more comfortable with it closed then do so. I'll leave you to try the outfits on and you can come show me in the lounge." Chrissy tilted her head and at the same time pushed the door closed. "You can stay Aunty Tracy, and then I don't have to walk to the lounge every time." She smiled sweetly. "If you want to you can change in our bathroom then" she pointed at the on-suite. A big trash bag was tossed on the bed. Some of the contents had spilled out on the bed. Shoving these back into the bag she took the bag to the on-suite for Chrissy. Leaving the bag she went and sat down on the bed. She could hear Chrissy rummaging through the bag. Chrissy repeatedly came out showing off her favourite items of clothing. They were mostly jeans and t shirts. Then she came out dressed in a single piece mini skirt. It fitted Chrissy perfectly. It was tight on her body and came to just under her bum. She twirled it front of Tracy giggling as she did. Tracy stared at her gorgeous body. Her bare feet completed the ensemble and it made Tracy's whole body tingle. Tracy gasped. It was the most alluring sight she had ever experienced. Chrissy's nipples were hard and Tracy stared. The material stretched tightly over them showing them off and as she turned Tracy could immediately tell that Chrissy wasn't wearing any panties either. The material stretched tightly over that gorgeous arse. Unconsciously Tracy reached out to pull Chrissy towards her and stopped herself just in time. Chrissy saw this and cocked an eyebrow. "I really like this one! I think my mom is going to be jealous. She always wears dresses like this" Chrissy exclaimed. She walked over to the mirror admiring herself. She turned this way and that. She walked back to Tracy and handed her, her phone. "Please take a picture for my mom. I want to send it to her and ask her if I can keep it with all the other stuff." Tracy was all too happy to comply. It meant that she would have a pic that she could use as she masturbated later that night. Chrissy stood facing her. Her hard nipples proudly displayed through the fabric. Tracy snapped a pic. "One more from the back." Chrissy demanded. She turned away from Tracy and with shaking hands she snapped another photo. Chrissy's legs were slightly spread and with the sun streaming through the window the dress became slightly see through. Her inner thighs silhouetted inside the dress. She showed these photos to Chrissy who immediately asked her to send them to her phone. "There are some nighties too that I'll keep." Chrissy informed her blushing. Tracy wondered at the blush but decided to leave it at that. They left the bedroom with Chrissy still wearing the miniskirt. Tracy admitted to herself, whilst walking behind Chrissy, that the thoughts of leaving Chrissy's innocence intact, is really not what she wanted. In the lounge Channing was still glued to the TV. "Channing! You have a guest. Put the TV off and spend some time with her!" She scolded Channing. "It's ok aunty Tracy. We can do something together." Chrissy responded. The cutest smile played on her lips. Tracy sighed. She was just going to have to endure the torture of being in this girl's presence. "We can always play more dress up! I love playing dress up. When I'm at home I dress up in my mom's clothes and she takes pictures of me. We can do the same." Chrissy urged her. "I'm afraid my clothes will be far too big for you." Tracy replied. Suddenly she felt conscious of her body. "It's ok. Ill choose some of your clothes for you to dress up in, and you can do the same for me! It will be lots of fun." Not wanting to disappoint her goddess she agreed. Back in the bedroom Chrissy again closed the door and she headed over to the bed and dumped the new bag of clothes back on the bed. "There you go Aunty Tracy. You can choose anything and I have to wear it. Where are your clothes?" she asked looking expectantly at Tracy. Tracy pointed to her wardrobe and Chrissy immediately headed over there. "You are not allowed to look!" she scolded Tracy as she noticed Tracy looking to see what she was doing. Tracy turned her back on Chrissy and took the bag of clothes. Going through the top of the bag she found a nice black t-shirt and a skirt for Chrissy. Not wanting the broach the subject of underwear she told Chrissy that she was ready. Chrissy replied that she had chosen some things for her as well. Tracy turned around and found Chrissy standing there with one of her tops and a pencil skirt. She placed it down on the bed and added a bra and a pair of panties. It was a plain white top with a black pencil skirt. The underwear was a set that was made of sheer black material. It left very little to the imagination as the sheer material was completely see through. Jason had given her these as an anniversary gift but she had always thought that it would be too small so she had never worn them. A lump gathered in her throat. She was about to say to Chrissy to rather choose something else. She looked in the Chrissy's eyes and the expectation she saw in them changed her mind. She might as well try them on and if it didn't work she would just have to tell Chrissy. Chrissy grabbed the clothes Tracy had picked out for her and turned her back on Tracy. Fully expecting Chrissy to head to the on-suite, she stood there surprised as Chrissy pulled the miniskirt over her head. For Tracy it felt like her world had gone into slow motion. She watched as the miniskirt pulled up over Chrissy's naked arse. She was indeed panty less. Her cheeks were smooth and milky white. A slight gap between her legs where arse and leg meets. She watched as the dress got pulled further up and exposed Chrissy's back until it finally pulled over Chrissy's head. She just stood there as Chrissy dressed. First the t-shirt went on. Then a heavenly sight greeted her. Chrissy bent over to step into the skirt. She leant over forward and in the process her arse cheeks parted slightly. Tracy got the most delicious view of Chrissy's pussy and she felt her own instantly drenched in juices. It was over far too quickly as the skirt got pulled up. Tracy stood there not wanting to move and miss a second. Finally she willed herself to move as Chrissy turned back towards her. "Do you like this?" Chrissy asked whilst twirling around. Tracy stammered an affirmative reply. "Take some photos!" she squealed in delight. Tracy grabbed her phone and took several photos of Chrissy in various poses. "This is fun!" she squealed again sitting down on the bed. "Your turn!" she exclaimed holding out the bra and panties. Tracy took them from her. Chrissy took the phone from her. She turned away from Chrissy. She quickly got undressed out of the sweat pants and shirt she had put on after the swim. She didn't head to the on-suite as she was not going to be out done by her little goddess. With her back to Chrissy she heard the camera snap when she was completely naked. This was a totally unexpected development. She decided to put on a little show for the camera as she was now sure that Chrissy was taking pictures of her naked. She slipped the straps of the bra over her shoulders. She pulled the bra down over her breasts and then reached back to fasten it. It was so tight that it pushed her breasts tightly together. It was uncomfortable and way to small. The top of the bra barely covered her nipples and left the top of her areola completely uncovered. She decided to bear it as not to disappoint Chrissy. She heard the camera continuously snapping pictures of her. She leaned over to step into the panties and with a streak of naughtiness planted her feet apart so that Chrissy could look at her pussy as she bent over. She straightened up as she pulled the panties up. She noticed how wet she was and knew immediately that there was no way she was going to be able to hide that from Chrissy. Once the panties were on she realized how small they really were. It was biting into her skin. It pulled in between her wet pussy lips and at the same time into her arse crack. She had to admit to herself that she really loved how that felt. The camera happily snapped away behind her still. Then she realized that she would have to turn around and face Chrissy to get the top and skirt. She gathered all her courage and then turned. Chrissy happily took photos of Tracy as she reached for the clothes. "Those undies look really good on you Aunty Tracy" Chrissy complemented. Tracy really felt out of sorts now. Deciding that there is no point to turn around again she stepped into the skirt and pulled it up. This action pulled the panties further into her pussy and Tracy groaned. Shivers of pleasure ran up her whole body. It immediately hardened her nipples. She decided it was no point stopping now and raised her arms to pull the top over her head. She felt her nipples slipping free of the bra and pulled the top down quickly. Reaching under the top she wanted to cover her nipples and Chrissy grabbed her hand. "Don't Aunty Tracy. Leave it like that. It will make great photos" she explained. In her mind it was the sweetest thing this girl could have told her. Following Chrissy example she twirled in front of her and with every movement the panty would pinch her pussy and clit. Her nipples permanently hard now and her pussy drenched. She posed for several photos. "Next outfit!" Chrissy exclaimed rushing over to Tracy's cupboard. Tracy was sweating. She needed to cum really badly. She needed release from the throb in her pussy. She complied and went back to the bag. She took it and dumped it out on the bed. Her eye immediately caught something that she never expected. It took her aback. Right on top of the pile was a dildo. It was brand new and still in its packaging. Suddenly Chrissy's blush made sense. It was an exact replica of a penis and not a small one either. Images of Chrissy and this penis immediately rushed into her mind. She was now a puddle of wetness and her hormones were running wild. She couldn't move. "Can we take photos with that?" Chrissy whispered in her ear. She was standing right next to her. The sudden appearance of Chrissy next to her dragged her out of her state. She bolted upright and it then sank in. Chrissy was standing next to her stark naked. Every little nook and cranny revealed to her lust full eyes. "I have to check on Channing." Tracy said in a haze. She needed to clear her head. She was at a loss. What she wanted was right next to her. "She won't know. She busy playing games. Please Aunty Tracy! I saw what you did with your fingers earlier. I do that too. If you want to ill go first. I really want to try it. My mom would love the photos. She always takes photos of me when I use my fingers." Tracy melted at the sight of her. She ran her eyes over the little body next to her. She was completely at this child's whim. "Ok." She stammered. Chrissy picked up the dildo and tore open the packaging. "I've watched my mom do this to my dad's friends" she said bringing the dildo to her mouth and sucking on it. Tracy lost control. She shoved Chrissy down in the bed and kissed her. The sweet inexperienced mouth tried hard to keep up with her probing tongue. Tracy cupped Chrissy's pussy in her hand and squeezed. This immediately had a surprising reaction. Chrissy moaned into her mouth and pushed up with her hips. Tracy got the message loud and clear. This girl was no stranger to masturbation. She wanted Tracy as much as Tracy wanted her. Tracy finally broke of the kiss but didn't stop massaging Chrissy's pussy. Each squeeze elicited another moan from the girl. Looking for the dildo she found it lying next to Chrissy. She bent down and took the little hard nipple in her mouth. Giving it a tuck with her mouth it brought a more vocal groan from the girl. She licked around the nipple and flicked her tongue over it. At the same time she gave Chrissy's pussy a hard squeeze. Chrissy bucked her hips pushing hard against Tracy's hand. On her knees next to Chrissy, she reached over and grabbed hold of the dildo. She let go of Chrissy's pussy and brought the dildo down over her own slit. Using two fingers she spread open Chrissy's pussy lips. The little nib of her clit was glistening from her own juices. Tracy lowered her head down and softly licked Chrissy's little clit. It brought a loud moan from the little body. Tracy rubbed the head of the dildo against her own drenched pussy. The material of the sunken panty was tight over her clit and opening. She moaned into Chrissy's pussy and Chrissy's hand snaked onto hers and took hold of the dildo. Tracy let go. Her pleasure was now completely in the little goddesses' hand. She concentrated on the hairless little pussy in front of her. She slowly licked from the top of Chrissy's slit, over the small protruding clit and down to her opening. She felt the dildo probing against the material of her panty. She was so frustrated. She wanted it inside her but at the same time didn't want to stop pleasuring her goddess. She licked around Chrissy's opening and slowly inserted her tongue as far as it would go. There was no resistance making Tracy suspect that this girl must have broken her own hymen. She felt the dildo being pushed harder against the panty and suddenly felt it give way. The material must have torn allowing the dildo to penetrate her needy pussy. It was a sudden hard shove into her and it released waves of pleasure through her body making her cum instantly. Her body rocked with the pleasure and she bit down involuntarily on Chrissy's pussy. Chrissy grabbed Tracy's hair and pushed her face hard between her legs. Tracy could taste Chrissy's cum as she orgasmed against Tracy's mouth. Her tongue still inside Chrissy's pussy was pinched and released as her orgasm contracted. Tracy's own orgasm forcing her to rock back and forth against Chrissy's dildo clenched hand. She could feel her own cum running down the inside of her legs. The orgasm eventually faded and Tracy removed her mouth from Chrissy's pussy. The dildo was removed as well. Tracy collapsed next to Chrissy. She took Chrissy in her arms. "We forgot to take photos!" Chrissy commented. Tracy smiled. No photos mean no evidence, which suited Tracy fine. She had to be careful. At least the photos they had taken had been on her own phone so she will hide it for later fantasies when the goddess is not around. A soft snore brought her back to reality. Chrissy had fallen asleep next to her. Tracy covered the sleeping body and undressed. As she took the tight fitting underwear off and noticed the big tear in the panties. They were completely ruined and Tracy tossed them in the bin. She decided to keep the bra, and put it back in her cupboard drawer. She got dressed and closed the room door behind her. She checked on Channing and found her still engrossed in her game. Tracy made herself comfortable on the chair in the lounge and was lost in her own thoughts.