Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2015 20:16:34 +0100
From: mia.ireland@irelandmail.com
Subject: We Played Uno

WE PLAYED UNO
By Mia Ireland
lesbian, oral, anal

This story is a work of fiction. It contains sexual situations between two
underage girls. If it is illegal or undesirable in you world or in your
mind, please don't read it.

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Amelia, 10
Ellie, 10

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We played Uno in my room last night, me and Amelia. I love her so much. She
excites me so much.

She always knows exactly what to do, and she seems so sure of herself and
she shows me the way.

Me, I feel fumbling, scared, excited, nervous. Like I have no
coordination. Like I can't even control my body because I'm so shaky and
eager.

But Ammy is always so practiced, so calm, so sure of herself. She takes her
time, and whether I'm licking her kitty, or she's licking my kitty, it
feels like she must have done it a million times before with somebody
else's kitty, because she does it so well and so smoothly. Like she already
knows how. Like she invented it.

We played Uno in my room last night, first the regular way, where I won two
games and Ammy won three, and then we got tired of playing it that way, and
we were already in our sleep shirts and our underwear, and we were sitting
criss-cross on my bedroom floor, and we could already get peeks at each
other's kitties and I was already excited looking at hers, and she knew I
was excited, and we did this before, so she took her finger a little, and
she slowly touched hers through her underwear and pulled the crotch aside a
little so I could see her bare kitty slit. It was red inside. And glistened
in the light. And hairless like mine.

"Can we do stuff?" I asked her quietly, and I could hear the own ache in my
voice because her kitty was so pretty and I wanted to touch it and taste it
again. Like we did before. Only harder this time. My ache for it felt so
much harder.

She smiled at me and mouthed the words, "Lock the door," because my mom was
downstairs and we didn't want to do this too loud. We had to be quiet. We
knew it was secret. We knew it was the most private thing of all.

I got up and quickly ran to my bedroom door and closed it and locked it and
I ran back to her in the middle of the room, and the carpet felt tingly on
my bare feet, I was already so excited. She smiled because I ran back to
her so fast. It was a good smile. A happy smile. I was so in love with my
friend and so on fire with my needs for her. Grown-up needs I could barely
understand yet. She was like fireflies under my skin.

Ammy shuffled the Uno cards and put them face down in a pile.

"Pick one," she giggled, and that's how many times you have to lick my
kitty. "Like this."

She drew a card. It was a red 6.

She did 6 long tongue laps on the back of her own palm. One, two, three,
four, five, six. Long, full swipes of her tongue, like a mother cat
cleaning its babies.

"Only you have to do it on my kitty," she said. "Long licks like
that. Really long and really slow."

"Okay," I said. I was breathless and shaking so hard my own kitty was
tingling already. I felt my heart pounding in my chest, but Ammy looked so
calm. I felt like my heart wanted to sing for joy. My throat felt dry. I
wanted to cry, I was so excited.

With my hands shaking, I drew a card. It was a green 3.

"Noooooo," I said out loud. "Why only a three?"

Ammy giggled. "I bet you wanted a nine."

I nodded immediately. My breath was full of heartbeats. She was so
pretty. I wish you could see her. I wish you could know how pretty she was.

Ammy took her sleep shirt off. She took her underwear off. She always said
underwear, never panties. She was so beautiful. I just wanted to look at
her like this forever. I wanted to never have clothes on when I was with
her in my room. I wanted to married to her and never wear our clothes at
home.

"You too," she whispered. "Get really naked."

I took my sleep shirt off. I took off my panties. Underwear. My kitty felt
wet already. I touched it with my finger. Her eyes went wide when I touched
it. She touched her own. We both touched our kitties and looked in each
other's eyes and smiled.

We were both bare naked. She was so, so beautiful. I could see her
beautiful boobies. Soft pink nipples. They were bigger than mine, but we
were both still flat. We sucked on each other's boobies a lot of
times. Sometimes we sucked and nibbled a little. Just sucks and soft bites
with our teeth while we fingered kitties and kissed and made out and
giggled with each other. It felt so good. She was such a good friend. My
best friend ever and I just loved to be with her, kissing, touching,
tasting, with fingers. I would get my tickle-cummies so hard when we did
that.

"Come on, Ellie," she smiled, leaning back on her arms and presenting her
beautiful kitty to me. "Green 3. Three long licks, slow and long."

I moved the pile of cards to the side so I wouldn't knock them over and
crawled on my hands and knees between her open legs and I put my head
between her thighs and put my face right up to her kitty and I was rewarded
by the sweet, faint scent of her beautiful clean kitty which smelled so
good. Like a candy store. Like heaven.

Ammy's kitty always smelled so good. So clean. So fresh. Like strawberry
kids soap. Like body wash. Only something else in it too. Like a tiny bit
of pee smell. But something else. Something sweet that stays longer. A
deeper sweet. A smell that would catch in the back of my throat in a good
way. Like grape cough medicine. Like Stevia.

"I love how beautiful your pussy smells," I wanted to say to her, but I was
too shy to say pussy out loud. I wanted to call it her pussy, not her
kitty. I wanted to use a grown-up word for it. "I could just lay here and
smell you with my head between your beautiful legs, smelling your
beautiful, perfect, sexy hot pussy all night long," I ached to tell her. "I
could sleep here, Ammy. I could live here. Just live inside your legs like
this, licking and smelling your pretty, wet pussy."

But I was so scared to say that. So embarrassed. So dumb and little.

Why couldn't I say that to her? Why couldn't I express it? I wanted to call
it a grown-up word. She was my best friend. She would let me. She wouldn't
even care. But I was just too shy to say it out loud. Isn't that crazy?
Even though we'd licked our kitties lots of times and made each other have
our tickle-cummies lots of times, I was still so embarrassed to say "pussy"
out loud.

"Lick it," she giggled, wiggling it at me. "Three long licks. The slowest
you can."

I leaned forward and stared at how perfect it was. Beautiful thin
lips. Such a light color. Deeper red when she opened it. Red
inside. Glistening.

Vulva. Labia. Vagina. Clitoris.

Even the real words sounded sexy in my head when I looked at her.

I could see her tiny butthole too.

Anus. Vagina. Rectum. Big words. Science words. They all sounded sexy in my
head when I thought of her.

"Please, Ellie," she whispered, pushing it toward my face. "Please do your
turn in me."

Three licks. Green 3. Starting at the bottom, I have it lick number one,
long and sweet and ohhhh, so deliciously slow.

A million flavors burst out in my mouth. Cinnamon. And honey grahams. And
strawberry soda. And something sour that made saliva on the sides of my
tongue, underneath. But good sour. Gentle sour. Sweet, little-girl pussy
sour.

"Pussy," I thought in my mind. "Not kitty. Pussy," I thought,
quivering. "I'm licking your pure, sweet pussy."

"Number two," she giggled.

I lapped it again, bottom to top. Slowly. My own little kitty bursting with
pleasure. My pussy. My aching, wet pussy.

And then a third time. Oh, God. She was so sweet. I wanted more. I ached
for more. I didn't want to stop. I wanted to draw another card. But she
giggled and slowly lifted my head up.

She kissed me just a little on my lips. Tasted herself on my
lips. Smiled. Ran her tongue across her lips.

"Mmmm," she giggled. "That tastes like me."

My heart was pounding so hard, I thought I would die. I thought it would
just beat out of my chest.

"Your turn," I said breathlessly. "Take a card."

"Please hurry," I thought in my mind. "Please, Ammy, hurry!"

Ammy picked a card. Yellow 7.

"Oh yesssssssss," I thought. "Oh thank you, thank you, God. Yellow 7."

Seven long pussy licks. I thought I might die.

I leaned back and presented myself to her. Arched up. Watched her move
forward to lick my heartbeating wetness.

One.

Oh God, it felt so good when her tongue touched me. So wet and soft and
electric. Such a long, tender lap. Such a sweet, aching relief as her wet
tiny tongue dragged up the length of my quivering crease. Oh God, so
long. It made my whole body shiver. Such a deep, long lick. So good.

Two.

I moaned out loud. "Shhh!" she whispered. "Your mom!"

But I held her head to my kitty. Pressed her into me. Ground her into my
pussy.

"Don't talk," I whispered.

And I moaned out loud again.

Three.

She lapped again, pressing it deep, deep into me. Stopping at the top to
nibble my clitty with her lips. "Oh yessssssss," I whispered as I bucked up
into her. "Lick my clitty."

Four.

I was holding her head and digging it into me as she lapped up my tingling
slit. I could feel myself getting even wetter down there. Not just from her
spit. Wet with my own tingle-hungry pussy need.

Five.

She licked me and pressed inside my pussy hole with her finger. "Oh God, Oh
God," I whispered. As she licked me she reached up. Put her finger in my
mouth. Let me taste and suck the wet, salty-sour hole flavor of myself. "Oh
God," I moaned.

Six.

So slow. So long. She took such beautiful time with me. I was aching to
have my tickle-cummies in her mouth. I pressed against her. Wanted to lock
her head between my legs and keep her there forever.

"Please," I whispered. "Please don't stop!"

I wanted to say bad words to her. I wanted to say pussy. I wanted to say
the F word. I wanted to say the C word. I needed her to hear the words I
wanted to say.

Seven.

Oh, I wanted to cry! Last lick! Last sweet swipe of heaven. So slow. So
long. So deep. My whole body ached for her. I could feel all kinds of ants
under my skin. In my goosebumpy arms. Ants all under me and crawling in my
arm skin. Making my back arch. Making me tingle in my wet, quivering
crease. All the way up in my nipples, I felt ants under my skin. My whole
body tingled and ached for her.

She came up and said, "Mmmm," and kissed me with her tongue. Soft and
gentle.

"Taste your kitty," she whispered in my mouth.

"My pussy," I moaned. "Please call it my pussy."

She shivered when I said it, excited. Skissed me again. "Taste your pussy
on my tongue," she whispered and we both felt so sexy. So grown-up and sexy
doing this.

And we kissed and we kissed and forgot to pick another Uno card. I don't
know how long we kissed, but we reached down and fingered each other's
pussies. Wet slits, wet fingers, kissing and licking fingers between our
lips.

We were panting and excited. Breathless sweet tastes of each
other. Sweet. Sour. Hungry, sweet and needing. We liked it off our fingers
and tasted how much love we were making for each other. How much wet, love
and how good it was to taste each other's flavor from down there. Two
girls. Tingling. Aching for each other down there.

Kitties. Pussies. C words.

"Stop," she said between kisses. "Pick another card. I need my pussy
licked. Lick my kitty pussy."

I picked a card. Blue 5.

But I didn't take five swipes this time.

This time she leaned back and I locked onto her with my mouth as hard as I
could. Deeply, with hunger, like a grown-up, like a grown-up in the movies,
I kissed her pussy, I kissed it so long and so grown-up. Five long, sweet
french kisses that never, ever ended. I kissed her pussy so long.

She held my head between her legs and ground her belly up against me and I
could taste and smell all the warm smells of her, wet like honey and sweet
and salty. I kissed her pussy. Kissed her sweet, beautiful pussy five slow
times that made her wiggle and whimper and almost start to cry.  .

"Me," she breathed breathlessly. "I want to taste you some more."

She picked another Uno card, shakily, desperately, knocking all the others
aside.

"Wild," she said, as she laid it down on my bare tummy.

"What does that one do?" I begged breathlessly.

"Watch," she said, and then the whole world turned to magic that night.

She laid between my skinny thighs and ate my pussy endlessly. I twisted and
groaned out loud into the air, and she told me again, "Shhh, your mom," but
I didn't even care.

I just held her head as she kissed my kitty – kissed my pussy –
kissed my C word – kissed my cunt – and it felt so good to hold her
there, have her eat me up like that – swallow me whole – taking
great, long gulps of my twisting wetness, having her lick me and lick me to
the brink of heaven, to the end of the world and back.

And somewhere in the licking, she started fingering my pussy hole, pushing
her finger in and out inside of me. My tunnel was slippery and her finger
was pushing in me, pushing in me, fucking me, fucking me! Oh, fuck me,
Ammy, I thought in my mind. "Fuck me," I whispered out loud.

She moaned and fingered me deeper, ate me harder.

"Fucking you," she whispered.

There were no more kid words to describe it any more. No more
childishness. It was such a grown up feeling, knowing she was fucking me
like that. I needed this so much from her.

I saw her suck her forefinger. I saw her get it wet with spit, and as she
licked and ate and kisses my twisting pussy, she slowly pushed her finger
into the tightness of my butthole.

I hissed out loud and my back arched up.

"Ohhh!" I moaned. "Ammy! It hurts!"

But wouldn't stop. She just pushed it forward, and I lay there on the
carpet of my bedroom, a rag doll, helpless, twisting little snake for her,
and then the hurt started to feel so beautiful. Like warm fire. Like
dancing to a slow song. Like presents on Christmas morning. She ate my
bucking pussy and her finger dug its twisty slow dance up the tight snug
muscles of my gripping, squeezing poophole.

I ground my pussy and butt into her. Deeper. I wanted everything in
deeper. I pressed up against her. Squeezed her head so hard between my legs
I thought I would break her -- and then -- shivers -- clenches -- it came
on me like a fire starting -- slow and then fast and then like the rush of
the stove burner bursting into full flame --

"EEEEEEE!" I squealed.

"Your mom!" she hissed, but I couldn't help it.

"EEEEEEE!"

The feeling of my cum took me everywhere! I went up to the sky. To the
moon, Ammy! I flew up to the stars and the moon!

I was cumming, bucking, ramming up against her. The Uno cards were
scattered everywhere. In my haze I saw I'd kicked them everywhere,
thrashing out with me feet. I couldn't help it. Cumming, cumming, cumming
in her mouth.

I couldn't stop squealing, pressing, shivering all over like a million tiny
fireflies in my head, in my mind, flying all over my room. I couldn't
control my body and all its shivers. I felt wetness. I didn't know what it
was. Did I pee? She was lapping at it. Moaning deep in her throat.

I couldn't stop shaking. She made me shake inside. In my body. In my heart.

I felt so good. I didn't want this to ever, ever end. I wanted us to be
like this forever. Friends.

"I love you, Ammy," I whispered, stroking her sweaty hair and laughing and
crying, all lost in the magic of her.

"I love you, Ellie," she whispered back. "I love you so much."

She was panting. Eager. I looked down and she was fingering her own
slit. She was very wet. She was very close.

"Please," I begged her. "Please let me."

She was fingering her kitty. Her pussy. Her cunt. I wanted to taste it so
bad. I wanted to make her feel the moonn this way. I wanted to give her
fireflies and magic too.

"Please," I whimpered, almost crying for the taste of her. "Sit on
me. Bring it on my face."

"Yesssss," she whispered.

"Cum on my face," I begged her.

Still lying on my back, she squatted up over my chest, straddled my tiny
face, and pressing forward, aimed her beautiful, tiny, hairless pussy lips
to my face, spread them apart with her fingers, and sat down lightly on my
face.

"Suck it," she begged me. "Suck me and lick me and stick your finger in
me."

And I did. Oh God, it tasted so good. A million flavors again. Salty like
peanuts and copper like pennies and sweet like Kool-Aid and blueberries on
ice cream and I couldn't stop licking this and couldn't stop tasting her
and please, everybody, don't let it end, please anybody, let us be like
this together on my floor tonight, feeling like this and tasting like this
and loving like this. Please God, don't ever take this away from us.

She was making little puppy noises. Little soft whimper noises as she
ground herself into me. I felt wetness on my face, on my lips, under my
nose, on my chin. It tasted so good. It smelled like Ammy. Rich, sweet,
young, deep perfect pussy smells.

I did what she did to me. I wet my finger. Fingered her pussy. Fingered her
hole. Felt her twist and turn on it, wanting it deeper. I got it
wet. Reached around and pressed it into her butthole. So hard. So tight to
get in there. But I wet it again and fingered her butt. Licked
her. Frenched her pussy. Fingered her in both of her holes.

"Elllllieeeee," she squealed. "Ellllieeeee...gonna tingle..."

I felt her body get tight and all shivery, and she pressed down hard on my
face, so hard I almost couldn't breathe and then with a soft cry, she
started shaking all over, making soft little crying sounds as she bucked
her pussy into me one last time, so quiet, so quiet, she came all over me,
mashing her face on me, so quiet, cumming, shaking...gasping for air,
invisible, sweet quiet breaths.

She fell forward exhausted over my head, panting, shaking, not being able
to stop. I could see goosebumps on her arms.

"Ammy," I whispered. "I love you so much Come and hug me."

She came to me. Melted up into my arms. We laid there on my floor like
that, arms around each other, Uno cards scattered everywhere. I held her
and I loved her. Stroked her soft hair. We kissed. I could still smell her
scent under my nose. We smelled fingers. Licked fingers. Smelled our pussy
smells and our butt smells. Soft and comforting. The smell of us
together. Flavors, scents.

Closeness.

Closeness and hearts smelled like this.

I held her so tight. I reached out and pushed the cards away.

Green 2.

Red 4.

Yellow +2.

Blue Reverse.

They all went scattering and I didn't even care.

I just held her and loved her.

Wild Card.

Wild +4.

So wild. So very, very wild.

Me and my friend Ammy in the light of my room.

Naked on the floor. My sweet beautiful playmate.

The girl I loved so much. The girl who made me say grown-up words.

The night I loved her on my floor.

The night we played Uno.

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