THE GYMNAST & ME
Hey guys and gals, I thought you could use another story, so here’s a li’l gem I found while surfing around the web. No, I didn’t write it — in fact, a guy did. That shouldn’t matter, but it is really flippin hot! He was able to put himself in the character of a teen girl gymnast. Now, that’s talent! Enjoy!!
My name is unimportant, but for the purpose of this telling I’ll call myself Gina. But what I’m about to tell is important. What has happened, what I’ve done, I can no longer keep hidden from myself if not to everyone else. I’m in my low thirties with long, almost platinum blond hair, attractive, female and a lesbian. I’m what most would call a lipstick lesbian. I’m feminine in all ways except for my attraction to women. Young women in general, young girls now in particular. Usually I keep my hunting grounds to what would be socially acceptable locations. Nightclubs, bars on occasion, and social gatherings at the homes of friends with like-minded proclivities. However, this one time was different and while the world as a whole would condemn me, I cannot lie and say that I wouldn’t do it again and I am actively pursuing another encounter. An encounter so sweet that I know I’ll burn in hell for it and I will gladly bring the gasoline and matches.
I am a former gymnast, of Olympic ability, but once, on the way to the Olympics, a pulled hamstring right before team qualification sidelined me for good. It was the last chance for me to compete in that world gathering and it passed me by. I was good, very good. Good enough now to train young girls in their climb to greatness. One young girl in particular and her name is Tanya. Just the thought of her makes my heart race and my blood flush through my body and especially to my sex. It will be difficult to write this down without masturbating several times throughout its telling.
Tanya showed amazing grace and ability and the power in her small frame was stupendous. The height that she would attain in the floor exercises was a wonder to behold. Her dismounts from the parallel bars were spectacular and she rarely missed sticking a landing. She was utterly fearless on the balance beam, her routine leaving me breathless. But her skills were not the only reason for the failure of my lungs.
The first time I saw her she had just finished her routine on the parallel bars and was walking away to speak with one of the team coaches. She was wearing a black leotard spotted with the white chalk that had rubbed off the bars. It was the chalk that drew my eyes to the mound of her pubis making it even more pronounced to view. She glanced down and casually brushed the chalk away and my body twitched ever so slightly. She turned away from me and I could see that the material of her outfit had crept into the cleft of her bottom, revealing a little more of her butt that would be normally seen. With a quick practiced move, she slipped her thumbs into the leg openings and pulled it free. I heard my name spoken and jumped. I had been gawking at this young girl and was oblivious to the world.
“Hey, Gina, where are you?” It was Rachel, the head of the gymnastics club.
I laughed, “Outer Mongolia!” She put an arm around my shoulder and guided me along as we walked.
“Well, get back soon because I have some star talent that I want you to meet and share your expertise with.” There was no hidden meaning in the phrase. If Rachel had any idea of my sexual orientation, she never made mention of it and I did nothing to hint at it. Besides, that was exactly why I was here. To help train young gymnasts.
“Girls, I want you to meet Gina.” Five girls turned as one, proud smiles on their faces as they acknowledged my presence. And there was Tanya. Her eyes were bright with gray irises set inside a heart shaped face. Her hair pulled back in a tight bun. Her smile rows of pearls made iridescent by her dark skin and darker lips. Yes, Tanya is black, though to more accurately portray her would be to say she is a dark creamy brown. She was the first to extend a hand in greeting and I hoped I didn’t appear too eager in taking it in mine. She was petite, as most of the girls in this sport were, with small, but noticeable breasts, and a beautiful compact body. It was right then, as I held her delicate hand, that I knew I wanted her. I wanted to sexually devour her and I knew I would throw all caution aside to taste this delectable morsel.
I released her and my heart raced as her fingers slid away from my mine. I quickly shook hands with all the other girls without effect and introductions were made. Rachel lauded my abilities and warned them that I was an exacting taskmaster and would expect only their best efforts. And she was right. I worked a sweat from those girls, as I think no other had before. They were eager, they hungered for a spot on an Olympic team and they did everything I asked of them. One of them more so than the others.
Tanya was constantly asking me questions about techniques and how a particular move could be done more cleanly, or more precisely. I was happy to oblige her every request and assisted her in moves that would require placing my hands on her slender body. I was careful though and remained professional the entire time. I lusted for this child’s sweet body but I am a committed trainer and business was the order of the day when business was required. There would be time, I told myself, and there would be opportunities.
As Mary Poppins said, “There is an element of fun, in every job to be done.” Or something to that effect, and this was no different except that the fun came unplanned and unexpected. I was observing Tanya on the balance beam while she was performing a simple pose, balancing on one foot while her leg extended behind her, the rest of her body forward, arms outstretched to the sides. She slipped and fell towards me. I’m still not sure if this was intentional or not, I never thought to ask, but I reached out to hold her up. She was too far along to stop and fell against me. In my effort to stop her, my hand slid down the inside of her leg to her crotch. It was warm and damp from her perspiration and my index finger pressed into the cleft of her pussy. I quickly pulled away and asked with a decidedly flustered sound in my voice if she was all right. Her brown face darkened as blood rushed to her cheeks. “Yes, yes I am,” she said breathlessly.
Several girls and coaches gathered around us and the team doctor did a quick examination of Tanya and pronounced her in good health. I breathed a sigh of release; I would have hated to see a young girl’s dream end in front of me. I placed my hands on her shoulders and asked again if she was all right. She said yes and quickly embraced me in a surprisingly strong hug. Her face pressed so firmly into one of my breasts that I thought for sure she could feel my nipple stiffen. Just as quickly she pulled away, smiling sweetly as she looked over her shoulder before entering the girls changing room. Making sure I wasn’t seen, I brought my hand up to my face as if in thought and sniffed at the errant finger. I knew the scent was only sweat, but I pretended it was the fragrance of her young, tender pussy.
The club had put me up in the local Holiday Inn and as soon as I had locked my door I flopped back on the bed and began masturbating. I hadn’t even taken my running pants off, I was so inflamed! My pussy was wet and oozing into my panties but I couldn’t wait. My fingers plunged into and out of the pink flesh, coating them with my juices and I moved the lubricated fingers over my clitoris. It was stiff and felt more erect than ever. Who’d have thought a lesbian could be erect! I saw Tanya as I imagined her body nude and glistening, her chocolate colored body against my white skin. As my fingers plunged into my slit, I thrust my hips upward, and the squishy sounds of my pussy were counterpoint to the gentle creak of the motel bed. And then I had my orgasm. God it was beautiful, my body went stiff and then blessedly relaxed. I rolled on to my belly, fingers slowly plumbing my depths and realized I was whispering her name. “Tanya…Tanya… Tanya.”
I had to have her, to hold her, taste her and have her taste me, have her put her fingers in my pussy and fuck me silly! In place of her sweet quim I took my girl-cum covered fingers and without hesitation, slipped them into my mouth and imagined that it was her pussy I tasted. Before long my fevered mind brought my pussy to a boil and once again my hands massaged my sex into a gooey, glorious mess before I drifted off to sleep.
The days went by without incident and the time I spent with these young girls would soon pass. I was impressed and proud with what we had accomplished in our short time together. Too short, I was sad to say. Tanya showed special promise that anyone could see, not just to my loving eyes, and we spent many professional moments together during the week. It was torture for me to be so close to this delectable creature but I maintained my respectability amongst everyone. Oh, it’s not like I didn’t fantasize when she bent over at the waist and that cute little ass availed itself to me, and I could imagine those lovely thighs against my ears. Or how she would react when I gently tweaked the nipples on her diminutive breasts. I tried to devise ways for me to be alone with Tanya so I could seduce the child but it would require a time when we could be by ourselves. The shower room offered possibilities but there was always another person at anytime. The image of Tanya’s mocha colored body covered with white soapy lather caused a twinge of delight between my legs.
It was coming to the end of my stay with the club and I was saddened knowing I was to leave this wonderful collection of aspiring gymnasts and I fully expected to see some of them in the upcoming summer Olympics. But, of course, I was most saddened by the fact that I may never see my dear Tanya again or share the delights that females could enjoy together. And then Providence struck! I was scheduled to leave the day after tomorrow when Rachel asked a favor of me. She was to have given Tanya a private lesson the next day but had to go out of town to prepare for the next gymnastics meet and asked if I could take her place. Calmly, I replied that I wouldn’t mind at all. In my mind though, I was screaming with delirium!
“Are you all right?” Rachel asked, her face showing concern. And I then realized I needed to breathe!
“Sorry, slight indigestion,” and I touched my center of my chest to add emphasis.
“Well, it seemed not very slight to me. You should have that checked out. It might be acid reflux.” I told Rachel I would take her suggestion to heart. She gave me keys to the gym and explained how the alarm system worked and suggested that we keep the doors locked since we would be the only ones there in the morning. I listened very attentively and had her repeat everything twice. This was my opportunity and I was not about to let anything fuck it up!
“Where do I pick her up?” I asked.
“Oh, her mom will bring her.” SHIT! Now what am I going to do? “I hope you don’t mind watching her until we get back. Her mother is going with me tomorrow and her father won’t be coming home `till late in the day.”
My faced flushed and grew heated with excitement. “No, not at all,” I croaked out.
“Are you feeling all right?” Rachel was really concerned now and almost insisted I see a doctor that day. Oh, I definitely would be seeing a doctor after tomorrow. For a sprained tongue and a sore clit if things went as I wanted.
I arrived at the gym an hour earlier than Tanya was expected, to prepare the lair! The club gym had large storefront type windows so that passers-by could see the girls in action and encourage others to explore their possible talents. Fortunately there were three back rooms for more private instruction so that a girl could practice without any distractions. Odd, I thought, because at any gymnastic meet there were several events going on at one time and right in the middle of your routine you could be subjected to the thunderous applause and cheering for someone else. However, it suited my purposes perfectly and I place at least a dozen towels in each room to make cleaning up any sweat and…other secretions easy.
There was a knock on the door and I saw Tanya standing there, hair pulled back in her usual bun, eyes bright and a 10,000-watt smile. My heart started racing and the blood flushed throughout my body. I was getting wet. I took a deep breath and forced down my feelings. It was like cornering a ferocious lion with a whip and chair that clawed towards the last shred of self-control within me. But I’ve used whips before, and not just the metaphorical type. The lioness would run free soon enough.
Her mother stood beside her, smiling and waved to me. I could see where Tanya inherited her pretty looks. Her mother was gorgeous, a little darker than her daughter with full lips and luscious curves. She was wearing stretch pants that defined her vulva, and a sweater that was filled with promises that would be passed on to her daughter. I quickly went to the door and let them both in.
“Hi, I’m Tanya’s mother, Elaine. It’s so nice to meet you. Tanya here constantly talks about how much you’ve taught her. Now if you could only help her with her school studies!”
“Mom!” Cried out Tanya, her face flushed with embarrassment.
“Sorry, honey.” She pecked a kiss on the girl’s cheek. “I love you, sweetie.”
“I love you too, mom,” and Tanya hugged her mom before the woman turned to leave.
“Have fun you two!” Oh, God, I thought.
I saw Rachel in the car and waved and she waved back, a smile on her face. Shortly after that the car left the parking lot and we were alone.
“Who was that in the car with your mom and Rachel?”
“Oh, that was my little sister, Joy. She’s eleven and her friend is Allison. Her mom is Mrs. Jameson.”
“How old are you by the way?”
“I’ll be 14 next month!” she chirped.
“You’ll have to give me your address so I can send you a birthday card. Well, let’s get started shall we?” I put a friendly arm around her shoulder and I felt her arm wrap around my waist.
We started with the balance beam, Tanya’s weakest event. She quickly removed her warm up suit and I felt that lioness slash at my resolve. She was wearing an all white leotard and it glowed against her brown skin. As she went through her warm up routine I watched her carefully. Her ass was marvelous, tight twin globes stretching tight the material of her outfit and I was treated to a tasty view as began stretching by slightly spreading her legs and touching her forehead to one of her knees. I gazed at the swath of cloth that ran between her legs that concealed her jewels and promised juicy delights. When she finished, she turned and announced she was ready. So much beauty in her small almost prepubescent body. The seam of her leg openings disappeared into the crease of her thighs and her pubic mound became pronounced and looked like a little pouch for her pussy. I wanted to ravish her right then and there!
As she went through her routine I was no longer appraising her movements in a professional way but as a woman in heat. Several of her moves were slow and deliberate such as where she would do a hand stand and slowly spread her legs and I thought I could see the material of her crotch dip into the slit of her sex. She righted herself up and balanced on one leg as the other stretched out behind her. At that moment she wobbled and I quickly went to her side. It was the same situation as the first time when she fell but now I had a good hold of her with one hand under her chest and the other holding her under the thigh inches from her crotch. I felt her chest expand in a deep breath as did mine and the muscle of her leg tensed.
“Relax,” I said and she nodded. Her eyes closed and she smiled slightly. I released her and stepped back to watch her complete her routine. She dismounted with a twist in the air and stuck the landing, lifting both hands high over her head causing her chest to thrust forward. She was wearing a sheer bra beneath her outfit and her nipples noticeably pointed outward. She skipped over to me and hugged me tightly, thanking me for my help. We discussed her routine and I made a few suggestions to improve her style before we went to the uneven parallel bars.
The top bar was too high for her to reach, so I lifted her at the waist and she began her routine. She was trying out a new technique and was having difficulty so asked me to show her how it was done.
I was wearing jeans and a sweater and said that it was an inappropriate outfit for gymnastics.
“Just do it in your underwear, no one will see you!” Who was going to seduce whom, I thought. But who was I to prevent a young girl’s search for excellence! I nonchalantly began disrobing until all I had on was a lacy white bra that did little to conceal my nipples and a pair of white string bikini panties.
“I feel a little exposed,” I said and gave a nervous laugh.
Tanya giggled. “It’s just us girls!” But she seemed to be very interested in my outfit all the same.
I jumped up to reach the bar and began the routine. As I transitioned from the high bar to the low bar I realized that it required me to spread my legs wide and it had to reveal the dark wet spot in my panties. Would she notice? What would she think? I would find out soon enough because the second time I did it, Tanya had positioned herself right in front of the low bar. I came at her, legs spread wide again as I grabbed the low bar and collided into her, my pussy into her tummy. My legs instinctively wrapped around her as I released the bar and fell backward, pulling her down with me. Tanya shrieked with shock and amusement and held on to me.
We both lay there laughing hysterically for a time embracing each other, my legs still crossed behind her back. When we finally stopped and took a breath I asked her what was she thinking?
“This,” was all she said and she kissed me on the lips and then pulled back to see my reaction.
“Tell me again,” I said and this time our mouths were open and her little pink tongue slipped into my mouth. I reached up to hold her head as my tongue reciprocated. This girl was knowledgeable. My hands roamed over the back of her body down to that tight little girl ass. I kneaded the flesh and she responded with increased fervor and pressed her pussy mound aggressively onto mine. The juices flowed from my pussy transforming my panties into a sponge. As we kissed I felt a small hand reached between my legs and began massaging the wet material, forcing in up into my hole. I had to get this child naked as soon as possible. I had her stand up as I kneeled in front of her and I pressed my mouth against her mound.
Warmth emanated through the material and I could smell the scent of her heated pussy. I opened my mouth and tongued her through the cloth. She gasped and placed her hands on my head, gently pushing me into her as she moved her hips forward. I began chewing on her pussy mound and grabbed her ass, grafting my mouth to her juice-soaked crotch. Tanya ground her vulva into my mouth, her breathing deep and passionate, sweet moans passing over her lips.
I pressed my tongue hard into the crotch of her outfit and I swear I could feel the tip of her little girl clit. Suddenly Tanya’s body began to shake and spasm as her first orgasm raced through her body. Her legs went weak and she collapsed to the floor breathing hard, mouth agape. I ran a caressing hand over her body, gently touching her tiny boobs, lightly stroking her tummy before resting it between her thighs. Her crotch was wet with a mixture of saliva and vaginal secretions. She looked so beautiful, a vision of innocence and vice laid out before me. But I needed to taste her pussy and even though her juices were soaking through, I wanted her labia in my mouth, my tongue in her vagina.
I straddled her lithe form and grasped the collar of her outfit and began removing it leaving her only in her training bra and gym panties. My hands flowed over her chest teasing the buds in her bra. Tanya closed her eyes and arched her back; my hands slipped under the bra and tweak her hardened nipples, bringing a grin to her face.
“You like that?” I whispered into her ear and ran my tongue along the ridges before slipping inside. She moaned and reached for one of my breasts, cupping it in her small hand, kneading the flesh, seeking out the nipple. “I’ll take that as a yes.” I removed her bra and suckled one of the coal black nipples. She slipped her hands into my hair, running her fingers through it, taking a handful to her face and inhaling deeply. I released the nipple and blew gently on it, seeing it stiffen even more. I switched to the other one, slickening it as well. I gently nipped her and she gave me a perturbed look. “It’s a love bite baby.”
“It hurt!” she laughed.
“Then let me make it feel better,” and I sucked it once again.
But I needed the distinctive taste of her pussy and kissed a trail down across her belly to her intoxicatingly wet panties. I licked the glistening wet spot on her belly from where my sopping panties had rested. She giggled and said it tickled. I grabbed the elastic of her panties and she raised her butt off the mat, her legs lifting into the air. I pulled the panties free and held the sodden crotch to my face inhaling the musky scent. I tossed them aside and gazed at her delicious looking slit. It had the faint beginnings of pubic hair, black and curly, her labia a darker brown than the rest of her and glimmering with a patina of pussy fluid. I knelt down between her legs and placed my hands on her pussy. I parted the flesh and was made witness to the pinkest cunt I’d ever scene. Yes, I said cunt. It’s the best word to describe what I saw. In this context it was a beautiful word and sight. The pink of her inner pussy flesh made more so by her dark skin.
I lowered my mouth to her cunt, covering it completely with my mouth and Tanya reacted by rising up to my mouth. I slipped my tongue into her as deep as I could go to taste the inside of her virgin vagina, drinking the copious fluids that emanated from her body. Her body writhed on the floor and I put all my talents to work eating her cunt. It wouldn’t be long before she would cum again and I concentrated on her clit, pursing my lips around the cute little nub, sucking intensely while the tip of my tongue flitted against her pink pearl with the speed of a hummingbird’s wing. Her body convulsed and her lithe legs squeezed me in orgasmic delight. Her ass lifted up off the mat and she humped my face, coating it with a sticky sheen of vaginal secretions. What wasn’t on my face was quickly lapped up by my tongue. Tanya’s mouth opened wide in a silent scream, her eyes screwed shut so tight I thought they might never open again. And then she collapsed back onto the mat racked with exhaustion.
“God, fucking, damn!” She gasped in that little girl voice. “My pussy…my pussy…”
“Don’t take the Lord’s name in vain, sweetie,” I softly chided. Some things are never acceptable. I moved my head up to hers and turned her face to me and kissed her, our tongues swirling against each other. “Now, what about your pussy?”
She blushed, and looked away from me for just a moment and then giggled. “Well, first of all, I can taste it a little on your lips!”
“And…”
“I can smell my pussy on your face!”
“I can smell it too. And I can still taste you on my lips,” and to emphasize it I ran my tongue in a languid way over both of them. “Mmmmm…delicious! Didn’t you think so?”
“I don’t know,” she replied.
“Let me prove it,” and gently probed her pussy with two fingers and held them to my nose and sniffed them. “Mmmmm, nice.” She watched intently as I put them in my mouth and sucked the fingers clean. “As I said, delicious.”
She averted her eyes again and I asked, “What’s wrong, baby?” And I hugged
her. She hesitated. “What do I taste like?”
I stroked her face with my fingertips and gave her a peck on the lips. “Let’s find out,” I said. Once again I reached between her legs and probed her pussy, but this time I went deeper, gently pumping in and out. Her vagina was well lubricated and my fingers glided easily into her body. I explored the vaginal walls and Tanya rolled her hips and sighed softly. I had two fingers past the second knuckle inside her and I opened them up into a V and twisted them inside as a third orgasm rippled through her. “I think that should be sufficient,” and slid my fingers from her pussy. She shivered, as they pulled free. I brought them to her face and spread them, revealing a web of cum between them.
“Open,” was all I said, but she knew what I meant. She opened her mouth and extended her tongue as far as she could. I laid my fingers on her tongue and she pulled them into her mouth. Her tongue slithered over every inch of my fingers until she had swallowed every bit of her own juice.
“It does taste good!” She exulted.
“And the best part is that you can have as much as you want anytime, sweetie”
“I’m going to have a lot then,” she said casually and buried her face in my shoulder. “I want to taste you.”
“Anything for you, baby.” She started to get up but I gently forced her back against the mat. “Let me,” I whispered.
I straddled her face with my blond haired pussy. I don’t believe in shaving my bush, a neat trim, maybe, but that’s all. My pussy hair is naturally blond and is a beautiful sight, with pubic hairs curling around pussy lips. It also absorbs a lot of vaginal secretions and all my lovers love to suck the juices from my bush. I pulled my lips apart to reveal my throbbing clit. I was so wet that droplets splashed on the brown lips of Tanya’s mouth. She quickly licked them up.
“What do I do?” She asked.
“Anything you want, darling,” and I lowered my crotch to that pretty little face. She didn’t need much instruction, though her technique was a bit frantic. I instructed her to slow down and to concentrate on my clitoris and occasionally slipping her tongue into my vagina. “That’s good, baby,” I moaned. “Just like that.” She was eager to please and a fast learner drinking the flow from my cunt. It wasn’t long before I was thrusting my crotch against her face, my juices running down the sides of her cheeks. Her hands reached up to my boobs, caressing and squeezing them, pulling my stiff nipples. My hips thrusted faster and faster until my pussy cream gushed out into her young girl’s mouth. I fell forward onto my hands, gasping for breath. I rolled onto my back and rubbed my gooey pussy.
“Baby, you’re real good,” I said. She smiled as she wiped the pussy juice from her face and licked her fingers. I closed my eyes and suddenly she was face down in my crotch starting over again. I didn’t resist this time, in fact I had an idea. “Rub my pussy with your hand.”
“Like this?” she asked.
“Yes, but make sure you get your hand really wet.” She rubbed every part of her hand against my slit until it was coated with my cream. “Now put your hand in me!” I demanded.
“Are you sure?”
“Do it now!” I needed to be filled! Most women’s hands are too big to fist me but I suspected that this little bear’s would be just right. First the tips of her fingers entered me and there was a bit of resistance and she hesitated but I encouraged her to keep going and before long she buried her hand to the wrist in my cunt. “Now make a fist, sweetie.” Such a wonderful feeling to have a little girl’s hand fully inside me! Her fist was a ball inside me and I told her to pump my pussy with it. She started out slowly but as my passion increased she realized that I wanted her to go faster.
“Fuck me, Tanya, fuck my pussy. Fuck me hard!” She complied, and her fist pistoned inside me. On the outstroke her fist would not quite go all the way out, stretching my pussy opening wider that any dildo I had. Then she would plunge back in until she touched my cervix. My climax was rapidly approaching and I had her stay deep inside and twist her hand as fast as possible.
“OH, FUCK!” I screamed out as my body was wracked with ecstasy and quivered for several minutes.
Wet, sucking sounds were heard as Tanya pulled her hand out of my body. Her arm was coated with cum to her elbow. Her face had a look of amazement at what had just transpired. I smiled at her. “Thank you.”
She shrugged and laughed. “You’re welcome!” She began to lick my juices off her arm when I stopped her.
“Didn’t your mom teach you to share,” I teased and we both licked her clean.
For the next several hours we enjoyed each other’s body and even found time to work on her routines, in the nude of course, with breaks for more than one session of oral pleasure. However, all good things must come to an end and this was no exception. We played a bit in the shower and her soapy body was just as I imagined it would be. As we dressed I held her panties, a bit stiff after drying out but still fragrant. I wanted a souvenir.
“Can I keep these?” I asked with a sly grin.
“Sure,” she chirped, and I stuffed her panties in my purse. There would be many a night I would masturbate with these panties on my face.
“Can I have yours? she asked. I would have liked to give them to her but I was afraid of the consequences if her mother found them. She pouted, but I had a handkerchief embroidered with my initials that I stuffed in my pussy before handing it to her. She held it to her face and inhaled my scent.
As promised, I sent her a birthday card as well as a card for every holiday, and still do to this day. I never wrote anything that might be suspicious, but her letters were as salacious as could be imagined.
One day I received a package and inside was a pair of panties that had obviously been masturbated in. They seemed a bit small for Tanya, but the accompanying letter explained that. She had recently seduced her younger sister Joy and explained in explicitly delicious detail their exploits. The panties smelled wonderful. She also promised to send me a pair from her sister’s friend as well. I immediately planned to give another seminar in the near future.
May 27, 2008
POOLSIDE PATCHLICKERS
Jessica stripped nude and lay face down on the patio chair by the pool. The sun beat down and beads of sweat began to collect on her back and buttocks. Glistening drops trickled downward, tracing the sides of her breasts and slowly advancing between her legs, moistening her pussy lips. Jessica was an athletic blond with soft, slightly tanned complexion and long sandy blond hair. Her breasts were smallish and well formed, upright with small tannish-pink aureoles and small, protruding nipples. Although athletic, her curves and skin betrayed a certain softened quality. She was 26, divorced, and currently enjoying the spacious backyard of her secluded mansion. She enjoyed sunbathing nude alone in her backyard, finding the heat, soft breeze, and naked exposure titillating. She would sometimes masturbate on the patio by the pool with her sighs echoing through the deserted yard. Today, she felt extremely turned on, becoming more aware daily of the loneliness that possessed her since her husband left her. She thought of her friend Anne and resisted the impulse to touch herself, preferring to wait for the anticipated encounter.
Anne used her key to enter the palatial home of her friend Jessica. She knew she would be by the pool, so Anne entered without ringing, and placed her bag on the table by the entryway. She meandered slowly through the enormous rooms of the home towards the second living room in the rear. Anne was taller than Jessica, with long, flowing dark hair and deep, brown eyes. She was more classically beautiful, with a penetrating quality to her dark eyes and and an almost hypnotic beauty in her face. Her complexion was more fair, and her body almost entirely soft and voluptuous, compare to the ruddy athleticism of Jessica. Jessica’s face was cuter, with the hint of something exotic. Anne had not planned on swimming, coming over to use Jessica’s work room for a story she was producing. She was dressed for work, with plane white shorts, sandals, and a light blue t-shirt. She moved absentmindedly through the sliding glass door to say high to Jessica, not taking notice yet of her nude friend on the patio.
“Ohhh!!,” Anne startled, taking in the full view of Jessica’s entirely nude and sweating body stretched out on the patio chair. Jessica lay face down with her head resting on her folded arms. Her body was covered in sweaty moisture over its entire length. Anne’s eyes reflexively traced down Jessica’s frame, scanning smoothly over her bare and beaded back, rising in artistic curvature over the sculpture of her moistened rear, descending to the back of her thighs. Her heart leapt at Jessica’s complete nudity. Anne stumbled slightly backward at the shock, her right hand rushing to cover her mouth, and her face lit up in a blush. Jessica did not move. She did not even open her eyes.
“You should lay out for a little while before going in to work,” Jessica said matter-of-fact.
“Ummm…I’m sorry…I…you startled me,” Anne’s voice was almost laughing a little now. She became aware now, as the shock dissipated, that she was also turned on. Jessica’s moistened body was beautiful. Her eyes again roved over the soft curves of the nude body before her, and the flushing in her face spread over her neck. She was perhaps just as aroused by the matter-of-fact tone of Jessica’s response. ‘She doesn’t mind that I’m seeing her like this’ she mused, the flush on her neck spreading downward over her chest. Anne’s breasts felt fuller to her. The t-shirt was constricting and she feared it might betray her excitement just as her nipples began to awaken. Jessica was smiling at the reply, but still did not open her eyes.
“This pool is the most secluded of it’s kind anywhere in the area. The sun is broiling me alive. I like how it feels. You should try it.” Jessica spoke slowly with a gravelly quality that Anne had not heard before, almost as if Jessica was half asleep in her sensual relaxation. The effect of Jessica’s response was very arousing to Anne, and her nipples were protruding now with engorged attention. She had never seen Jessica nude before. The face-down position was startling in its composition. It seemed to reveal everything, but instead concealed the most valuable treasures of Jessica’s sex. Anne was briefly distracted by thoughts of what Jessica’s breasts would look like if she turned over. Anne’s heart skipped when she thought of seeing Jessica’s pussy, and at the thought she felt a physical flushing and warmth engulf the flesh between her legs.
“I…I didn’t bring a suit. You’re sure no one can see?” Anne could hardly disguise the excitement in her voice.
“You don’t need a suit, silly.” Jessica replied, her eyes opening for the first time, squinting in the sun. “There isn’t another home within a mile. The large fence there extends all the way past that grove of trees, and the trees there would block someone, even if they had a telescope. I sunbathe here all the time. Sometimes I masturbate back here.” The last statement was overtly flirtatious, and Anne was certain that Jessica was inviting her to share in the risky nature of exposure, not simply sunbathing.
“I don’t think…I mean…I’m not going to…” Anne’s mind whirled. The combination of the heat, of her aroused state, of the sight of Jessica’s perfect sculpted nakedness made Anne’s mind spin. She felt her own wetness clinging to the lips between her legs, and begin to moisten the panties she wore. She had no doubt that this place was secluded. What transpired here would be between her and Jessica. It was that thought that made her heart race, and her pussy engorge.
“Then stay in your underwear…Come on. It’s so hot and it feels nice. Have some lemonade and drop your drawers,” Jessica said playfully. She raised up on her arms and turned towards Anne. Jessica’s breasts were in full view now, small and firm, tanned, with erect nipples. Anne’s passion stirred again at the site. Jessica’s breasts were perfect, her body soft and curved, and she was smiling. Her right side was down, and her left leg was bent, sloping downward and obscuring her between her legs. Anne’s eyes traced there anyway, hoping to see. Jessica noticed.
“A step closer, sweety,” Jessica reached with her right hand, cupping Anne’s waistband, pulling her closer. Jessica swung to a seated position now, her left hand grabbing the zipper on Anne’s shorts, pulling the zipper down. Anne stood frozen. She could now see a wedge of well groomed brown hair on Jessica’s pubis. Her nipples were near bursting with engorgement. Her pussy dripped juices between swollen lips, trickling on to the white skin of her thighs and bathing her white cotton panties. She brought her legs together a little, to allow Jessica to easily remove her shorts.
“Alright, alright,” Anne resigned. Stepping out of the shorts and pulling her t-shirt off, unveiling her naked breasts. Anne stood there in only white panties. Her white skin gleamed. Soft, luxurious curves outlined her breasts and hips. Her breasts were moderate in size, voluptious and full, firm and vibrant. Her aureoles were small and perfectly circular, pink, offset in the center now with pink, somewhat large, and now defiantly enlarged and erect. She was thin yet soft through the midsection, with her cotton panties clinging to the broad curves of her hips. Between her legs, at the apex of the inverted white triangle of her panties, wetness saturated the material, causing it to cling to the flesh beneath, subtlety outlining the central cleft beneath. Jessica took notice. Anne’s nipples were screaming for attention, and though not as obvious, her pussy was clearly moistened and aching. Jessica returned to her prone position, face down, keeping her eyes on Anne. Anne grabbed some lemonade from the patio table, and sipping quickly, could taste the alcohol. She lay face up on the closest patio chair, her gleaming breasts pushed up defiantly.
“Mmmmm…you look hot,” Jessica teased. “I think I’m almost as turned on as you.” Jessica smiled, eying her friend, who was now gulping the lemonade. Jessica kept her eyes on Anne, and when she clearly had her attention, closed her eyes and moved her hands over her breast, flicking the erect nipple. “Mmmmm…feels good.” Anne’s mind was spinning hard now. She felt warm and intoxicated. Sweat began to collect on her abdomen and between her breasts and thighs. She smiled at Jessica’s flirtations, tracing with her eyes the length of Jessica’s body and curves.
“Looks like it,” Anne heaved, the site of Jessica, the heat and sweat, the soft breeze, the slight buzz from the drink, the incessant claims of arousal twisting her insides and sending electricity through to her erect nipples and glistening labia.
“No one around for miles,” she said thoughtfully, “Why not?” Her right arm bent at the elbow and her hand cupped her right breast, beginning to massage in very slow rhythms, her fingers pinching gently at her engorged nipple.
“Ohhhh…can I watch?” Jessica queried playfully, but she could not completely hide the rising excitement in her voice. Jessica again roled up on her side exposing her breasts, which betrayed strikingly erect nipples, this time rotating her hips evenly to display the slip of trimmed brown hair in her pubic region. She placed her head on one arm and gave her rapt attention to Anne, who, smiling at the question, scooted back slightly, closed her eyes, and sighed in complete resignation, “Why not.”
Anne’s right hand was now rhythmically kneading and massaging her right breast, pinching and flicking the engorged nipple while her left hand softly caressed her midsection. Shards of pleasure shot from the right nipple and Anne’s muscles began to engage involuntarily. Her left breast was jealous. Anne’s right arm extended across her body and dove hungrily into the soft flesh of her breast, kneading avidly while twisting and abusing the nipple. Pleasure rolled in waves through her body, emanating from her breasts and enveloping her whole body. Anne was, without knowing, beginning to slightly spread and retract her legs rhythmically as her pussy ached for attention. Jessica could see that the strip of Anne’s panties that extended between her legs was now entirely drenched, detailing as it clung to her flesh the length of her slit. Jessica’s heart raced and she unknowingly began to massage her nipple again. Anne’s eyes were still closed. Her rapid breathing becoming mild moans and sighs. Anne abandoned herself completely to the moment. Her left hand descended along her sweat beaded abdomen, pressed lightly on her panties, and traced the exterior of the moistened cloth, lightly invading the the cleft imprinted there. Her index finger pressed deeper, clearly splaying the the flesh beneath, and traced upward and downward the extent of the vertical slit. “yesssssss” she moaned softly.
Her right arm now lowered and grasped the waistband of her panties, her left briefly ascending and gripping the opposite side of the waistband. In one smooth maneuver, Anne pulled the panties from her body, first arching her buttocks off the patio chair, revealing as the panties descended a wedge of dark pubic hair, then, her buttocks returning to the chair and legs extending into the air, the panties now raising upward past her knees as the naked flesh between her legs appeared briefly, the panties removed completely now and tossed aside.
“Oh my,” Jessica continued playfully, now massaging her nipple with vigor. Anne’s long white legs came down again, her body stretched out in length now, her breasts heaving as she returned to position. Anne now spread her legs wide. Jessica almost stopped breathing as she looked at Anne in her splendor. A triangle of dark pubic hair pointed downward and at it’s apex began a perfectly linear slit descending through the tannish-pink soft flesh between her legs, guarded on each side symmetrically by soft, slightly bulging labia. The labia were clearly engorged and were glistening from Anne’s wetness. The smaller lips, hood, and orifice beneath were still obscured within the central cleft. Anne’s head extended back and her eyes remained closed. Her right hand descended quickly, failing to explore her inner thighs or pubis, instead invading hungrily between the upper portion of her labia into the deeper pussy beneath. Anne’s middle finger pressed one lip to the side, widening her slit and unveiling a reddish, dripping hood of flesh capping the deeper orifice, flanked on each side by engorged, moistened lips. Her index finger pressed the flesh just beneath the hood, retracting it slightly to uncover her erect clitoris. She now moaned heavily, arching her back, simultaneously contracting muscles of her torso and legs. Her left hand now descended and her fingers pulled impatiently at the left border of her slit, grasping repeatedly at the moist, yielding pink flesh. Her right middle finger splayed wider the flesh of her pussy, opening herself fully for access to the clitoris and orifice beneath. Her right index finger massaged in a circular fashion her clitoris, first slowly, and then more rapidly. The small lips surrounding her vaginal opening were pulled rhythmically as the clitoris was pressed and encircled. Anne moaned and heaved. Her right index finger occasionally stopped circling to rub the shaft of the clitoris. Anne now used her fingers from her left hand to hold her lips wide and then penetrated herself with her left index and middle finger. Continuing to manipulate her clitoris, Anne invaded and fingered her pussy in steady rhythm, fingering deep and then withdrawing in rapid repetition. She was now arching so extensively that her buttocks left the patio chair completely. She cried loudly now. Completely abandoned to her self-invasion, Anne could not hear or see Jessica, who, now softly massaging the flesh of her pussy, was hypnotized by Anne masturbating.
“Oh God. Yes. Fuck yourself. Ohhhh…deeper…yes…use your fingers…ohhhh…touch your clit…yes…fuck yourself deeper.” Anne was now arching her whole body and was so wide her left leg was resting on the patio table. Her muscles contracted rigidly. Her fingers splayed herself desperately apart and her fingers penetrated deeply into her dripping pussy. Her breath was light and rapid. Circling, penetrating, arching, moaning, faster and deeper, Anne screamed and climaxed. She collapsed to the patio chair, drenched in sweat and breathing deeply, her heart racing. Her eyes were still closed and a smile drifted on to her lips.
“Holy shit, that was…beautiful. You fucked yourself hard.”
May 2, 2008
Vamp-ire Slayer
Am I the only lesbian who still watches Buffy the Vampire Slayer religiously? Honestly… I’m starting to think I’m more of a guy than a lesbian. 
I guess that means it’s just you and me, guys. Let’s take a gander at this fantasy come-to-life, even if it’s only on paper. Dare to dream! Don’t worry, Sarah.. I’ll be dreaming of you.
Oh, mamacita… It’s story-time!
Dawn walked in the front door after a long day at school. “Hello? Anyone home?” No answer, but it was what she had expected. Buffy was probably off on one of her adventures and Willow was probably at Tara’s house. Ever since Willow and Tara had gotten back together they hadn’t seen much of Willow alone even though she had a room here.
Dawn was somewhat relieved that Buffy wasn’t there. She had worn a very short skirt to school that she knew Buffy would not have approved of. She loved wearing it, though, because of all the stares she would get from the boys (and some of the girls). She loved showing off her amazing young body.
Dawn grabbed a soda from the fridge and headed upstairs to her bedroom. She shut the door and started on her homework. After about thirty minutes of intense concentration she heard the front door open and close. She could hear footsteps coming up the stairs as well as excited talking and giggling. She could tell from their voices it was Willow and Tara and she heard Willow’s bedroom door open.
Dawn started back into her homework but after several minutes it was oddly quiet. Then she could hear strange muffled noises coming from Willow’s room. All sorts of strange thoughts started going through her head as to what they might be doing. She had seen them kiss before and it had always intrigued her. In fact, their whole relationship had always intrigued her in a strange way. Dawn herself had been attracted to other girls at times but had never acted on it or told anyone about those feelings. She had always thought both Willow and Tara were absolutely gorgeous but tended to think of them more as older sisters. Suddenly, the thought of Willow and Tara together was seemed so taboo and blatantly sexual that she found she couldn’t concentrate on her homework anymore.
At that point she realized that she hadn’t heard the bedroom door shut. They either hadn’t realized Dawn was home or didn’t care. She was suddenly very curious as to what was going on in the next room. She thought about taking a quick peek through the open door. If nothing were going on she would just say hello. Probably nothing was going on, she rationalized in her mind. `This is all just in my head and I’m getting all worked up about nothing.’
She got up off her bed and tip toed to the door. Slowly and quietly she opened the door without a sound. She peeked down the hallway and could see the door was slightly open. She quietly slipped down the hallway towards Willows room. `This is ridiculous’, she thought, `Why am I sneaking around my own house?’
She reached the crack in the doorway and peeked inside. Her heart nearly skipped a beat at what she saw. There was Willow and Tara on the bed kissing more passionately than she had ever seen two people kiss before. Willow was laying on top of Tara. They both wore only panties, the rest of their clothing strewn in a trail straight to the bed. Their bare breasts pressed together as Willow pushed her tongue as deeply as she could into Tara’s willing mouth. They rolled over and now Tara was on top. She still had Willow’s tongue in her mouth and now she sucked on it pulling it deeper into her mouth. Willow moaned as she ran her hands down her lover’s back and squeezed her butt.
Dawn was amazed at the sight before her. She had thought about what it might be like to watch them before but now the reality of it was much more than she had expected. She had always thought that both Willow and Tara were very beautiful but now seeing them almost naked together like this she could barely breath. Dawn was immediately very aroused. She could feel herself becoming wet. She felt a little confused and very guilty. Willow and Tara were her friends. Almost her sisters, even. And yet here she was invading their privacy in the middle of their most intimate act. What if they saw her? What would they think? What if Buffy came home?
All these thoughts raced through her head but she couldn’t take her eyes off the two women before her. Willow was running her fingers through Tara’s hair as she sucked on her neck. Dawn watched as Tara’s hand slowly went from Willows stomach down to her crotch. She rubbed her through her panties and it was obvious Willow was becoming more turned on by this. Then, slowly, Tara’s fingers slid underneath Willow’s panties.
Dawn’s hand, almost involuntarily, moved lower as well. In the past she had occasionally touched herself and fantasized about boys and even sometimes about other girls that she had found attractive. She reached under her skirt and started rubbing her crotch of her white cotton panties. Every other thought was blocked out and now all she could think about were the two beautiful women making love in front of her. She kept stroking herself and could feel the pressure in her crotch building up now as she slid her fingers into her panties going straight for her…
“What are you doing?” Dawn’s heart nearly stopped. It was Buffy standing right behind her. Dawn quickly pulled her hand out of her panties and tried to pull her skirt down but it was obvious what she had been doing.
“What were you looking at?” demanded Buffy. Buffy looked through the opening in the doorway and was shocked. Shocked not at what she saw but that Dawn had been watching it and apparently masturbating as well.
“Oh my God! Dawn? Were you…watching them?”
“I…I was just walking by…I didn’t mean to…” Dawn stammered not knowing what to say. She was completely embarrassed and ashamed. `How long had Buffy been standing there?’ `She must think I’m some kind of pervert’ `She’s not going to tell Tara and Willow is she?’ All of these questions raced through her head. She felt so guilty and ashamed she wished a big hole would open up and swallow her at this moment.
But then things got worse for poor Dawn. She had hoped that Buffy wouldn’t tell them what she was doing but then Buffy knocked on the doorframe.
“No, Buffy, please don’t do this, I’m sorry, please don’t tell them…” Dawn pleaded.
“You have to apologize to them, not to me!”
Willow opened the door looking very confused holding a sheet over her bare breasts. Tara stood behind her with a slight gleam in her eye. She made no attempt to cover her breasts. “What’s going on, Buffy?” Willow asked.
“I don’t know if you realized but your door was open slightly open and I found Dawn looking in and watching you two.” Buffy said watching Dawn as she nearly broke down into tears with humiliation.
Willow’s expression changed as she smiled ever so slightly. “She was watching us?” She feigned disgust. She could feel Tara’s hand sliding down into her panties from behind unbeknownst to Dawn or Buffy.
“Did you get a good look?” Willow asked Dawn. Willow knew the game Buffy was playing. She could see how turned on Buffy was becoming by humiliating the young girl in front of them. Tara’s hand continued to stealthily slide down Willow’s ass crack. To her the lovemaking had never stopped.
“I’m so sorry…I don’t know what I was thinking…I…I…”stammered Dawn, now on the verge of tears.
“Shut up you little pervert!” Buffy snapped. “And she was masturbating!” She declared to Willow and Tara.
Willow smiled slightly more and her tongue licked her lips. It was imperceptible to Dawn who had tears coming down her cheeks now, completely humiliated, but Buffy noticed. Willow stifled a moan as Tara’s finger found her butt hole and started gently stroking it. Willow was getting so turned on she didn’t know how long she could stand here playing this game.
Willow had always had a secret attraction to Dawn but Buffy had warned her that she was not to touch (or taste) Dawn until given permission. Willow knew that Buffy really wanted Dawn for herself but not until she felt Dawn was ready, if ever. At that point Buffy would be the first to sample the young girl.
“Well there’s only one solution to this problem”, said Buffy. “When I was eleven Mom caught me smoking with some friends from school. So she said my punishment was that I had to smoke a whole pack right in front of her. I guess her reasoning was that I would get so sick of it that I wouldn’t do it ever again. She was right, though, I got so sick from it that I threw up and never wanted to smoke again and I never have.”
Dawn looked up at Buffy for the first time, very confused.
Willow bit her bottom lip slightly at what she thought Buffy was proposing and also because Tara’s finger was now starting to penetrate her rectum.
“So you like watching lesbians, you little pervert? Ok then, your going to watch them.” Buffy grabbed Dawns arm and started pulling her into Willows bedroom. Willow and Tara moved out of her way though Willow still could not believe what was happening.
Buffy sat on the couch next to the bed and pulled Dawn down to sit in front of her. Dawn sat between Buffy’s spread legs facing the bed. Buffy held her firmly in place by her arms. Suddenly Dawn felt very uncomfortable with what was happening and tried to get up.
“Sit down, Dawn!” Buffy said as she held Dawn firmly in place. “Now, Willow, Tara, I want you two to make love while this little pervert watches.”
“Please…Buffy you don’t have to do this…” pleaded Dawn.
Willow could scarcely believe what she was hearing and stood dumbfounded for several seconds. Tara, on the other hand, needed no further encouragement and immediately started kissing Willow once again. She pushed Willow on the bed and pulled her panties off. Then she took her own off and climbed on top of Willow. She immediately started sucking Willow’s nipples. They were instantly stiff as she nibbled them and teased them. She looked over at Dawn and Buffy who were less than three feet away both watching intensely.
They rolled over closer to Dawn and Buffy. Now Willow was on top, her breast just above Tara’s mouth. Tara’s tongue was extended out licking and stimulating Willow’s nipple.
“You like watching that, Dawn?” Buffy asked, now whispering in Dawn’s ear, teasing her, mocking her. “Is it turning you on?”
Dawn didn’t answer. She was now mesmerized by the show Willow and Tara were putting on, oblivious to everything else.
Willow slid down the length of Tara’s body, tongues touching as their mouths briefly passed. She licked every inch of Tara’s torso as her mouth moved lower.
Dawn could feel herself getting wet with anticipation as to what she hoped was going to happen next. Buffy’s hands moved from Dawn’s arms to her legs. There was no need to hold her in place now.
Willow’s mouth reached Tara’s crotch. She licked the entire length of her beautiful, shaved pussy. Tara gasped as Willow’s tongue penetrated her, tasting every crevice.
“Oh my god!” Dawn said, almost involuntarily, not realizing she had actually spoken the words. She was so completely enthralled with what was going on in front of her that she hadn’t realized that Buffy was rubbing the inside of her thighs, spreading her legs and pushing her short skirt up further.
Willow’s tongue slid up and down her lover’s slit. She sucked Tara labia and pulled gently out as far as it would extend. It made a loud slurping sound as Willow did it over and over while Tara shuttered and tightly gripped the sheets in wild ecstasy.
“Isn’t that amazing?” purred Buffy into Dawn’s ear. Dawn could tell Buffy was no longer mocking her but that she was enjoying watching as well. Her lips touched Dawn’s ear slightly and Dawn shuttered.
“You want to touch yourself don’t you?” Buffed whispered. “Go ahead…It’s ok.” Buffy took Dawn’s hand and pulled it up Dawn’s thighs towards her cotton panties. With Dawn’s hand in hers Buffy started rubbing Dawn’s young, virginal pussy through her panties. Dawn gasped and nearly exploded she was so turned on. “You like that don’t you, Dawn?”
“Oh my god, yes” Dawn managed to moan. Buffy’s hand was guiding hers, rubbing her little clit through her panties. For a split second she had thought it was wrong that her sister was touching her there but she had never felt so turned on before.
Willow continued to tongue fuck Tara all the while watching Buffy seduce her little sister. Tara had been watching Dawn and Buffy as well and was on the verge of orgasm.
“I’ve wanted to touch you like this for a long time Dawn.” Confessed Buffy into Dawn’s ear. She now started sucking gently on Dawn’s ear lobe. “I want you so badly.”
Dawn was very turned on by this but also confused. She twisted around and looked directly at Buffy, their faces not two inches apart. “You’re not mad at me?” she asked Buffy.
“Never”, she said. They looked deeply into each other’s eyes and saw a new kind of love. Their mouths moved slowly closer until, finally, their lips touched. Softly at first, then more passionately as they both savored their first kiss.
“I love you, Dawn,” Buffy said.
“I love you, too, Buffy,” Dawn answered as they kissed again. Dawn turned and put her arms around Buffy, now next to her on the couch.
Tara and Willow had stopped their lovemaking to watch this first intimate moment between two beautiful sisters. Willow spooned Tara with her hand between her lover’s legs gently rubbing her.
Buffy gently touched Dawn’s face and pulled it toward hers. Dawn moaned as Buffy’s tongue slid into her mouth. Their tongues touched for the first time and began exploring each others mouths. Dawn had kissed a few boys before in the past but had never experienced anything as electrifying as this. “Suck on it,” she whispered to Dawn as she stuck her tongue into Dawn’s open mouth. Dawn obeyed, sucking it in and out of her mouth. Then Buffy sucked Dawn’s into her mouth with such force it was almost painful to her young, inexperienced tongue.
Their mouths and tongues were completely intertwined as Buffy’s hand started exploring her young sisters tight little body. She ran one hand up Dawn’s bare back under her shirt and the other touched her bare stomach. They continued kissing more passionately as Buffy’s hand reached inside her little sister’s skirt, now completely hiked up to her waist. As Buffy’s tongued slipped deeper into the young girls mouth her hand slid inside her panties, through her tiny patch of pubic hair and for the first time touched her wet vagina. Dawn let out a gasp. “Oh my god, yes, Buffy!” was all Dawn could manage to say. Buffy rubbed her young clit as Dawn moaned in ecstasy. Then she moved her finger down and penetrated Dawn for the first time. Buffy’s finger slid deep inside of Dawn as every muscle in her body tightened and tensed. Dawn was to the point where she could barely breath much less talk as Buffy stimulated her young vagina with her finger. She slid it in and out mercilessly as Dawn became more and more aroused. She could feel Dawn reaching orgasm so she stopped suddenly not wanting this moment to end too quickly.
“What’s wrong, Buffy?” Dawn asked Buffy, not wanting her to stop.
“Nothing. Stand up.” She gently ordered Dawn who willingly obeyed. She turned Dawn around to face the bed and stood up behind her. At that moment she remembered that Tara and Willow were right next to them watching intently everything that Buffy had done to her. She felt oddly embarrassed.
“You love me, right, Dawn?” Buffy asked.
“Of course,” she answered Dawn, now staring back at Tara and Willow who were eyeing her like two lionesses about to dine on a young, helpless gazelle.
“And you’d do anything for me?” she asked.
“Anything, Buffy” Dawn answered truthfully, now realizing that `anything’ really did mean `anything’.
“I want you, Dawn…” she said as she pulled Dawn’s skirt down to her ankles from behind, “…to prove how much you love me…” as she pulled Dawn’s shirt up and off of her. “…By kissing Willow…”
Dawn was surprised at how nervous she was at this demand, partly because she now stood before them in just bra and panties and partly because of where Willow’s mouth had been just moments before. Willow, on the other hand, was only too willing to comply. She was quickly on her knees right in front of Dawn only inches from her young, beautiful body moving in for her first taste.
“Wait, not yet,” ordered Buffy.
Willow now looked longingly into Dawn’s eyes now so close to her. Buffy was still behind Dawn and unsnapped her bra, dropping it to the floor. Willow could hardly contain herself looking at Dawn’s young tiny breasts. Buffy now came to Dawns side and put one hand behind Dawn’s head and the other behind Willow’s head. Buffy gently pushed their mouths closer and closer, until, finally, they touched.
Their lips immediately opened and began exploring each other’s willing mouths. Dawn could taste Tara’s vaginal fluids in Willow’s mouth and on her lips. She was surprised at how much she liked it and how much it turned her on. As they continued to kiss she soon became almost intoxicated by it and found herself sticking her tongue farther into Willow’s mouth to get every last drop. She could feel Buffy pulling her tight panties down now as she made out with Willow fully naked. As they embraced Willow’s breasts pressed into her and she could feel their nipples touching. She could feel Buffy’s hand come around start to caress her crotch again, which almost brought her to climax. Buffy sensed this and again stopped everything, not wanting her to come yet.
“Ok, that’s enough for now Willow.” Buffy said as she pulled them apart. Willow was disappointed at having to wait but lay next to Tara, nonetheless, who continued rubbing Willow’s crotch. Willow could not take her eyes off of Dawn’s body. It was so young and beautiful. She could almost taste it.
Buffy was again behind Dawn. “Could you taste Tara’s pussy on Willow’s mouth?” She asked Dawn. She reached from behind and cupped her young breasts, kneading them with her hands, pinching her nipples.
“Yes…” Dawn answered, now nearly intoxicated with lust.
“And how did she taste?”
“Amazing…” she could barely answer due to stimulation Buffy was giving her nipples.
“Was that the first time you ever tasted another girl’s pussy?” Buffy asked, knowing full well it was.
“Yes…Buffy” Dawn answered.
“Then I think Tara should be the first to taste your juices, Dawn.”
Dawn wasn’t sure what that would entail or what was going to happen next. Buffy took Dawn’s hand and lowered it to her crotch. She intertwined their index fingers and then slid both of their fingers inside Dawn’s juicy, young pussy. As it went in and out Dawn began to get weak in the knees and nearly collapsed. Buffy held her up as she plunged their fingers in and out of her sister’s young cunt. Faster and faster she pumped until finally Dawn started to climax. There was no stopping this time as Dawn’s young body started to tremble. Her legs shook violently as she lost all control. “Oh Buffy!” was all she could yell as the juices began to flow onto their fingers.
Their fingers were still joined when Buffy held them out to Tara who knew exactly what to do. She leaned over and took both fingers in her mouth greedily licking and sucking. Dawn could feel Tara’s tongue caressing her finger as it slid deeply inside her beautiful lips.
Finally she pulled away and did something Dawn had not expected at all. Tara could feel how much Willow wanted to taste young Dawn so as she laid back down she bent over Willows face and opened her mouth letting all the saliva and fluids drip from her tongue into Willow’s open mouth. Willow willingly let the fluids from her lover’s mouth drain into hers. Then their tongues met and Dawn could tell they both tasted her at that moment.
Buffy gently grabbed Dawn by the arm and turned her around to face her. At some point, unbeknownst to Dawn, Buffy had taken her clothes off and now they stood face to face naked. Immediately they kissed deeply and passionately caressed each others tongue sensually. Their beautiful breasts rubbed gently together. They embraced tightly as their hands roamed over each other’s naked bodies. Buffy gingerly picked up Dawn’s small frame and placed her on the bed draping her body over Tara and Willows bodies. She gently spread Dawn’s legs apart and bent down toward her. There was no teasing at this point. Buffy’s mouth went directly to Dawn’s pussy. She sucked on her young clit rubbing her nose into Dawn’s pubic hair. She inhaled every aroma and tasted every flavor her young sisters body had to offer as she penetrated Dawn’s vagina with her tongue for the first time. Dawn gripped and pulled the sheets so hard her knuckles were turning white as her sister’s warm, soft tongue slid slowly inside of her.
While Buffy orally stimulated her, Tara and Willow both caressed her young breasts. Willow bent forward and her mouth once again connected with Dawn’s while Buffy gently pulled her labia with her teeth. Dawn’s young body could not take this much stimulation for long without starting to climax. Buffy could sense the buildup and started sucking on Dawn’s clit even harder. Dawn moaned wildly as she came all over Buffy’s face who readily lapped up her sister’s juices.
Buffy then stood up at side of the bed and rolled Dawn onto her stomach. She motioned for Willow to come to her. Willow stood naked beside Buffy looking at Dawn’s beautiful little ass laid out in front of her. Buffy pulled Willow’s head to her and forced her tongue deep inside her mouth. This was not their first kiss by any means. They had had a secret on again, off again lesbian relationship since they were both very young girls. But that is another story, entirely.
After a long, deep kiss Buffy released Willow. She then pulled Dawn’s hips up so that she was on her knees in front of them, her face flat against the bed. Dawn’s young vagina and her ass were now before Willow for her to feast on. Buffy held Willow back by her hair but then slowly lowered her face towards Dawn’s wet orifices. “Stick your tongue out, Willow” she ordered. Willow willingly complied and Buffy pushed Willow’s tongue deep into Dawn’s vagina. She pumped in and out, tongue fucking the young girl whose juices continued to flow. Willow was so excited she was near orgasm herself as she explored and tasted Dawn’s young vagina with her tongue. As she forced her tongue deeper she felt Buffy’s face moving in closer. Buffy’s tongue moved towards Dawn’s asshole. She licked it gingerly at first. Dawn was slightly surprised at first but was too turned on to be put off by it. It felt amazing as Buffy caressed her butt hole with her tongue but then she started to slowly push it in. At this point Willow could feel Dawn’s vagina involuntarily tighten around her tongue.
“Just relax, Dawn” whispered Tara, sensing the sudden tension and fear. Dawn then forced herself to relax and she could feel Buffy’s tongue penetrate her only slightly at first but then deeper and deeper…
Tara then repositioned herself so that she was sitting directly in front of Dawn’s face. She then leaned back as Dawn opened her eyes and noticed Tara’s beautiful pussy right in front of her face. She hesitated at first but then could feel Buffy’s hand pushing her head closer to Tara’s crotch. At last her lips made contact with Tara’s pussy lips. She was suddenly aware that she really didn’t know how to stimulate another woman orally and it was difficult to concentrate with two tongues penetrating her simultaneously. She licked and sucked as it came naturally and she could tell Tara was enjoying it. She explored every crevice with her tongue, never having had her face this close to another woman’s most intimate area. She loved the way Tara tasted as she slowly pushed her tongue deep inside of her. Tara could sense that Dawn wanted to go inside of her deeper so she laid all the way back and pulled her legs towards her chest fully exposing her vagina and rectum to Dawn’s probing tongue. Dawn continued to lick and penetrate and Tara gently pushed Dawn’s head further down so that her tongue came in contact with her butt hole. Dawn licked it furiously now completely lost in ecstasy.
She wanted to make Tara come but she was being stimulated herself so much by Willow and Buffy that she couldn’t keep going down on Tara. Finally Dawn orgasmed once more, her vaginal fluids covering Willows face. Willow, exhausted, collapsed onto the couch behind her. Tara pulled Dawn up to her and kissed her sweetly as they cuddled on the bed. Buffy, exhausted as well, fell onto the couch next to Willow. She was almost too tired to move but then leaned over and started licking Willow’s mouth and face savoring the sweet nectar that she now knew so well.
Eventually they all lay on the bed intertwining their bodies. Buffy held Dawn’s naked body next to hers and smiled knowing that their relationship had now moved to an entirely new plane. Now she was free to touch and explore her sisters body as she had always wanted to. She imagined all the things they would do to each other in the coming months and years. But that is another story…
