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I was no stranger to gay sex when the school's swimming coach, Miss Kim Lester, seduced me in the changing room. Or was it I who seduced her?
The previous year I'd formed a strong attachment to a class mate, Fiona, and we became so close that I invited her for a sleep over. Now if you tell me that two thirteen year old girls can sleep in the same bed during a heatwave that's so hot that they have to sleep in the nude, and nothing "naughty" happens, I'm not going to believe you. It's a nice big bed, more than room enough room for two, but we elected to lie close, side by side, our bodies touching, our hands straying until we were locked in a close embrace, each with a leg pushed between the others thigh, our lips pressing, open mouthed, tongues working furiously until my darling Fiona brought me to a crashing orgasm. It wasn't my first. I'd been providing myself with orgasms for several years with my fingers busily stimulating my little clit, but I discovered that her fingers did a much better job. And bringing her to her climax in a similar way was an added bonus for me. Giving pleasure is even better than receiving it. It became a regular thing and we got in the habit of recording our adventures, posing lewdly together, waiting for the timer on my phone to go off, and to this day, I still use those pictures to stimulate my mind while my fingers stimulate my wet cunt until I cum. But good things never last. Fiona and her family moved from our town in Hampshire to Edinburgh, leaving me devastated.
So on that fateful afternoon, in the school pool, when Miss Lester asked me to do two more laps after the other girls had gone, chattering, into the changing room, I sensed that "Lezzy Lester", as we called her behind her back, might try to come on to me. Although some of the girls on the swim team had crushes on her, and I did find her attractive, I was still mourning the loss of Fiona, true to her to the end. I dutifully swam the laps as she studied my stroke, then I clung to the side of the pool as she crouched down and discussed ways to improve my lap time.
"Okay, Misty," she said, straightening up, "let's get dressed." I noticed that she didn't say "Get dressed." No, she said, "Let's" implying that it was something that we would do together. I walked round the pool behind her, looking at her slender athletic body in her black one piece swim suit, identical to mine and the team's, admiring her firm bum and long legs. By the time we got to the changing room, the last girls were leaving, calling farewells. We retrieved our towels from our lockers and looked at each other. It was going to happen, I knew. If she didn't initiate it, I was going to, so I peeled off my swimsuit and stepped out of it. Rather than dry my body, which would have concealed it behind my towel, I began to dry my hair, sitting down on the bench with my legs carelessly spread. I knew exactly how I must have looked, because of the photos Fiona had taken of me sitting, legs akimbo, cunt in full view. I noticed that, like me, Miss Lester had shaved her pubes. She, too, was drying her hair. She smiled at me invitingly and on a whim, I stood, reached into my locker and found my phone.
"Would you mind if I took a picture of you, Miss Lester?"
She looked a bit startled, but replied, "You can call me Kim. Of course you can take a picture." She dropped her towel and stood not six feet away, facing me as I framed the shot and clicked.
"Oh, that's perfect," I gushed, looking at the screen. There she was, Lezzy Lester, her tits and cunt on display, just for me.
"Can I take one of you?" she asked, just as I'd planned.
"Oooh yes!" I enthused as she took her own phone from her locker. "I love posing in the nude." I stood, one foot up on the bench, my towel stretched across my back, and let her take the picture.
"Whom have you posed for?"
"Fiona. We used to have sleepovers before she moved to Scotland and we took lots of pictures of each other. Some of them were quite naughty." I giggled, then sat on the bench, my legs spread as wide as they'd comfortably go and let her take another pic. Then I lay down on my back, on foot on the floor, the other heel up on the bench and let my knee fall sideways. I laced my fingers behind my head and allowed a dazzling smile to light my face.
"You've shaved, just like me," she said, moving in for a close up of my cunt. I run my hand over my mound, my fingers touching my cunt lips.
"This is so naughty!" I murmured.
"Are you naughty a lot?"
"Not since Fiona left. But naughty girls get spanked," I said, coquettishly. "You're gonna have to spank me." I knelt on the bench facing the end, my bum thrust up in the air, my upper body lowered.
"Yes, you bad girl! I'm gonna spank you. Six of the best!" I felt her hand caress my bum cheeks, then move down to my upper thighs, then back up,her finger tips brushing my exposed cunt. "You have a lovely bum," she murmured, running her hand down and up again, this time lingering for a few seconds. Then she gave me six gentle slaps, three on each cheek as I made fake "Ow" noises, just to play along.
"Now you have to kiss it better," I demanded. She sat astride the bench behind me and kissed my cheeks, than planted a lingering kiss right on my tingling cunt.
Lots of girls in the school had crushes on Miss Lester and I felt a sense of triumph, but I was never going to tell anyone about this exciting adventure. I sat up and she put one arm round me shoulder. I smiled up at her. "I like your tits, Kim," I said. "Can I touch them?"
"You can do anything you like, Misty, my sweet angel. I've been hoping this might happen for months, and now my fantasies are coming true." I put my hand on her breast, her nipple hard against my palm, caressing and gently squeezing as she did the same to me. Then she pulled me to my feet, wrapped her arms round me and kissed me passionately, pushing her thigh between mine, just as Fiona had done. When we broke apart, I just couldn't help putting my hand between her legs and touching her soft warm cunt lips, wet but not with pool water. She gave a little cry and I wasn't sure if she came, but I sure did. I came like firework display, my whole body lighting up, thrills running all through me, my knees so weak I had to sit down again. The thrill of touching her had set me off.
"Did you cum?" she asked, kneeling in front of me. I nodded. "Me, too, my darling."
* * *
Our relationship progressed from there. I spent a lot of time at her house, telling my mum I was with my school friends. What had started out as a reckless stunt, a way of demonstrating that I was more desirable than those other girls who had crushes on Kim, became a deep attachment, as kissing and touching progressed to mutual masturbation, cunnilingus, sex toy play and even rimming. I never imagined that a tongue pushed up my arse would feel so thrilling. When I nursed on her breast like a little baby, it drove her crazy. I learned a dozen ways to make her cum and similarly, she could bring me off in minutes.
One day, she said, "You know my daughter, don't you?" I did. Elfie was three years behind me at school, so although I knew her to say "hello" to, we were not in any way friends. Certainly she was attractive, quite stunning in fact, but most eleven year olds have that delicious innocence coupled with their growling awareness of their own sexuality, so she didn't stand out from the crowd. Furthermore, when a f******n year old starts hanging out with much younger girls, the authorities tend to notice and infer that she might have some "unnatural" tendencies, and I didn't want to draw attention to the fact that, deep down in the black depths of my wicked soul, I find the naivite of pre-pubescent girls exciting. They're vulnerable and can be manipulated and the idea of introducing such a youngster to the joys of gay sex was quite thrilling, but, as I say, opportunity would be a fine thing.
The reason I never saw her at Kim's house was that her custody was shared with Kim's ex., so she was away on the weekends when I was around, and Kim didn't want her daughter wondering what Mum was doing in her bedroom with another k** from the school. On the other hand, she was aware that Elfie was growing up fast and puberty could blossom at any minute and the girl needed to be prepared for all the changes that were about to happen to her body and her mind.
"You know, Misty, I wouldn't mind a bit if Elfie grew up to be gay. I never had much luck with men. My marriage was disastrous, but mercifully short lived, and since the divorce it's been girls only for me. If she turns out to like girls, there'd be a whole lot of problems I wouldn't have to worry about."
"I love being gay, as you might've guessed."
"Anyway, I'll get to the point. From next week, I'm going to spend every Thursday up in London. I have a friend who lives in Chelsea and she has season tickets for the Globe Theatre. She wants me to join her and because it's more than an hour's drive, I'll be spending the night with her." I felt a sharp pang of jealousy and she must've sensed it because she hastily added, "Oh, don't get me wrong, we're not having sex or anything. She has a spare room and anyway, she's old enough to be my mum." I relaxed. "But although Elfie is eleven and it's okay to leave her for an evening, having her on her own all night long is a bit of a worry, so I wondered if you could sleep here on Thursdays. You can use this bed. I'll make sure the sheets are clean."
Given that minutes earlier, my face had been pressed between her thighs, my tongue licking her dripping wet cunt, I found it necessary to say, "Forget clean sheets. I'm happy to lie naked on anything you've been lying naked on." To demonstrate, I bunched up an area of the bottom sheet and held it to my nose, inhaling deeply. "You smell so fucking sexy." Truth was, the sheet just smelled of clean laundry.
"In that case," she replied, "if you frig yourself, then wipe your wet cunt on the sheet, I'll have the joy of sniffing it when I get back."
"If I do, I'll be thinking of you." We laugh, embrace and kiss.
"Now I want you to touch my cunt again, my darling, and put in as many fingers as you can. All four will fit, I know, and then you can fold your thumb into your palm and push your whole hand inside me." I'd heard about fisting, but dismissed it as being too improbable. "It won't hurt, believe me." I scootched down the bed and went to work. To my astonishment my hand slid inside her with very little effort and she writhed in ecstasy as I pushed my hand deeper and deeper until it was in halfway up my arm. "Make a fist!" she gasped and I closed my fingers, drew my hand almost all the way out then thrust it back in again. "Oh, fuck me, Misty! Fuck me, you darling little angel! Fuck my hungry cunt!" This thrilling dirty talk was driving me to my own climax and so I sped up my action, driving into her like a steam piston. "Oh, fuck! Fuck! This is so fucking . . . ! Oh, shit, I'm cumming!" I'd never seen her that far gone before and the knowledge that it was I who'd aroused her to this pitch, sent me over the top, too.
After we recovered, we lay back on the pillows, side by side.
"Elfie says she likes you," she said.
"I hardly know her. We say "Hello" and stuff, but we haven't had much in the way of conversation."
"Well now you'll have a chance to get to know her well. She's a sweet k**."
"Aren't you a bit concerned? You're gonna be leaving her alone with a very gay teenage girl. How do you know I won't be getting into naughty games with her?"
"I don't," she chuckled, "but you'd never make her do anything if she was reluctant, would you?"
"Oh, my God, I'd rather cut my arm off."
"A little hugging and kissing can't do any harm." Actually, it can do a lot. Fiona and I started with just hugging and kissing and pretty soon we were eating each others cunts. "And I imagine she's too young to interest you." Oh, how wrong you are, Kim, she's the perfect age.
"Does she know you're gay?" I asked.
"Oh, yes. I've never gone into any details about what my girl friends and I get up to, but I imagine she'll learn as she goes. She might be pleasantly surprised."
"Girlfriends? You've got 'girlfriends' - plural?"
"In the past. Don't worry, my darling, you're the only one in my life now."
* * *
On Monday I saw Elfie in the cafeteria and I cut the line in to talk to her. A couple of girls objected, but I told them we had business to discuss and if they didn't like it they could go fuck themselves. Elfie went big eyed at my language, but I put one arm round her shoulder and leaned in, murmuring in her ear.
"Did your Mum tell you I'm gonna be babysitting you every week and I'll be staying the night?"
"Yes," she replied, excitedly, "and I'm so glad it's you, Misty."
"We're gonna have fun, k**do. You and me; we're gonna do all sorts of fun stuff."
"Like what?"
"Grown up stuff. Wait and see. Now, you wanna sit at my table?" This must've seemed a big deal to her. Eleven year olds don't sit with f******n year olds but I wanted to flatter her and make her feel older than she was. The other girls looked askance at us, but I kept Elfie's attention on myself, not talking down to her.
For the next few days, we lunched together and it began to dawn on me that she had a huge crush on me. And as for the way I felt, well, she was just about the prettiest girl in the whole school, even though for her, puberty was in the distance. She was appropriately named, having a cute elf like quality, huge big eyes and a tiny nose, and lips that begged to be kissed. She looked a lot younger than eleven.
* * *
It's Thursday and I arrive to find the front door open with Kim in the hall, struggling to zip an overstuffed suitcase. "Elfie's upstairs, trying to find something to wear."
"How hard can that be?" I ask, sitting on the case to help her close it.
"I think she wants to impress you, Misty. Now, she must be in bed by nine and she has to shower and brush her teeth. Help yourself to anything in the fridge and make sure she has clean knickers tomorrow for school." I stand and carry the suitcase out to her car in the driveway. She gives me a peck on the cheek. "I wanna kiss you properly, but Elfie might be watching out of the window. Bye, my darling, have fun."
"Bye." I watch as she reverses down the driveway and accelerates away. I turn and go back into the house. Alone at last, with little Elfie! Oh, what deep joy! I'm feeling excited as I go upstairs to her room, open the door and put my head round. Oh, my God! Little Elfie, pre-pubescent, p*****n, pre-everything, is lying naked on her bed, her fingers laced behind her head, her legs slightly parted, and best of all, a huge welcoming smile on her sweet face. I step into the room.
"Don't move," I say, groping for my camera in my skirt pocket. I hold it up, frame the shot and click. Then I quickly move to the foot of the bed. "Lift your knees, now let them fall open sideways, yes, just like that." She giggles. I move in closer and take another picture. Her smile, if anything, gets even bigger, and her thighs spread even wider.
"Lemme see." I hand her my phone, sit beside her and we both look at the screen. What's there is absolute c***d pornography. "You can see my cunt," she says. Hearing her use the "C" word gives the whole scene and added layer of lewdness. "Do you like it? I like showing it off. You can take more pictures of it if you like."
"It's beautiful!" I gush. "It's the prettiest cunt I've ever seen." I want her to know that adult language is okay.
"How many have you seen?" she asks.
"Several. Remember Fiona?"
"You and her were in love, right?" I'm gonna have to work on her grammar.
"How did you know?"
"It was pretty obvious. You hung around together all the time. You used to look in each others eyes like moonstruck lovers."
"I never knew it was that obvious. Yes, she'd show me her cunt when she'd sleepover."
"Was it as pretty as mine?"
"Not even remotely," I say, laying it on thick. "Your cunt is perfectly delicious."
"I wanna see yours." My heart races. This is going a lot better than I thought. She seems to be at that inquisitive age, before inhibitions set in, what I think of as the age of exploration.
"And I wanna get naked," I say, "and you can take pictures of me." I stand and start to undress, taking my sweet time as she fires away with the phone, the flash going off every few seconds. First my skirt, then my blouse and I swan around in my knickers and bra, then take my bra off. She stares at me, transfixed and her gaze makes my skin tingle.
"Oh, I love your tits," she enthuses. "I wanna touch them."
"In a minute," I say, with remarkable self control. "I'm gonna slide my knickers down slowly so you can take lots of pics and we'll select the best. Here we go." My whole body is alight with desire as I push my knickers slowly down my thighs, bringing my own shaved cunt into view. Past my knees, my undies drop to the floor and I spread my legs and hold my arms out wide invitingly as she clicks away.
"Awesome!" she whispers as I sit down beside her.
"Isn't this nice?" I say, putting an arm round her shoulder. "Just the two of us, alone and naked together. I've been thinking about this all week. Tell me, have you ever kissed a girl?" Instead of answering, she rolls over on top of me and presses her soft lips against mine. The feel of her lovely body against mine sends shivers through me. I run my hands down her back and grip her bum cheeks, pulling her hard against me, then fold my arms round her back and squeeze her tight. The kiss lasts a lot longer than just a friendly peck. It's a real kiss, no tongue, but it's early days yet. We come up for air.
"Oh my sweet little darling," I murmur. "That was the nicest kiss I've had since . . ."
"Since Fiona."
"Forget about Fiona. She's long gone."
"But I wanna know what you guys did together when she slept over." I lift my head and look at her.
"Really? All the intimate details?"
"Yeah. Did you touch her cunt?"
I'm never going to get an opportunity like this again, so I roll her on to her back. "I"ll show you what we did." I slid down the bed and planted a kiss right on her mound.
"You kissed her cunt?" she asks, incredulously. "Oooh, that's naughty!" Her grin is back on her face. "It was nice. Do it again!"
I press my lips to her cunt again, but this time my tongue goes to work in the way that used to drive Fiona crazy. I'm on my knees between her skinny little legs, eating her sweet little cunt furiously as she laughs. "It tickles. No, don't stop. This is fun! Can I do it to you?"
That's when disaster strikes.
The door opens and Kim steps into the room. We freeze, then Elfie slides up the bed and buries her head under a pillow. I try to grab the sheet to cover us, but we're lying on it. I'm in shock, speechless and terrified. Kim, strangely, has a smile on her face. Why isn't she outraged, screaming at me to get out of her house and never come back?
"My friend called me just after I left and she's got the flu, so my evening's been cancelled." Her voice is perfectly calm, as though nothing unusual has happened. "Elfie, darling, are you alright? Why are you hiding under the pillow?" Elfie peeps out, her face streaked with tears. "Oh my poor darling," Kim says, her voice gentle and reassuring. "Everything's fine, I'm not mad at you."
"You're not?" I ask, incredulously.
"Why would I be angry? You two girls were just having a little fun, just as I did when I was your age. You're just exploring, Elfie, just discovering your sexuality. I'm so grateful to you, Misty, for giving her the chance to learn about all the new emotions she's gonna feel." She comes round to the other side of the bed and lies down beside Elfie, folding her in her arms. "Was it nice?" she whispers. "Did you like kissing Misty's cunt?"
Elfie's tears dry up and she manages a small smile. "It was fun, Mum. You're sure you're not mad at me?" She's having as much difficulty with Kim's acceptance of the situation as I am.
"I'm proud of you. Not many girls have the good luck to eat a cunt at your age," she chuckles, "but I did. There were a group of us at school and we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Has Misty been licking your cunt?"
Elfie smiles sheepishly. "Yes, she did. It was awesome, Mum. She made me feel so excited."
"How would you feel if your Mummy said she wanted to lick you like Misty did?" For some reason, she's dropped into the third person, as though talking to a toddler, but it seems to work as Elfie's face lights up.
"Ooh, yes! Lick me, Mummy." She rolls on to her back and pulls her knees up beside her head, her bum lifted in the air invitingly. Kim kneels below her, gazing with adoration at her little daughter's sweet cunt for a second.
"I know this is wrong in so many ways, but I just can't help myself." She takes a deep breath and presses her mouth to Elfie's sweet little treasure. The sight of mother and daughter in this utterly lascivious moment sets my pulse racing and my cunt dripping. I run my hand down Kim's back, over her bum cheeks and in between her legs. She gets the message and pushes her bum up in the air so that I can get my own face in there.
Unfortunately, we're unable to photograph the event. If we do this again, we're gonna need to set up a camcorder in advance to capture the ecstasy of the moment. It must look amazingly erotic, daughter, mother and lover in a row, a daisy chain of lust. Naturally, given that Kim is experiencing arousal from both ends, with a deep groan she cums and falls sideways on to the bed. I move in to fill the gap, as it were, resuming the m*****ation of little Elfie, who's thrusting her hips up to meet my probing tongue. From the corner of my eye I can see Kim watching intently.
"Yes! Yes!" she murmurs. "Do it, Misty! Fuck my little girl with your tongue! Make her just as gay as we are. Oh, my God, this is so fucking glorious!" I glance sideways to see that she's recovered from her orgasm and is frigging herself furiously. For the next half minute or so I lose myself in the sweet deliciousness of Elfie's girly cunt until I feel Kim pushing my head to one side. There in front of me is a long, pink vibrator, already humming away.
"Use this, Misty. Press it against her clit and then push it inside her. I want her to know how thrilling it is to be fucked. Go ahead, do it." I'm eager to do this, to see what Elfie's reaction will be so I do as instructed, pushing the tip of the toy up and down her slit, lingering at the top where her clit will soon grow. She groans.
"This is amazing!" she murmurs. "It's like electricity on my cunt!" I press the tip inside her. She'srelaxed and wet enough to accept it and as I gently push, I feel no resistance. It slides right in, about four inches. I'm amazed. Her hymen is already broken. This means that I'll . . . make that "we'll" . . . be able to put our fingers into her without causing her any pain. Elfie's eyes are closed and her breathing quickens.
"Fuck her, Misty! Fuck my darling little girl!" Kim seems to be getting just as turned on by this as her daughter is, and to be honest, so am I. Now I know that I'll be able to do anything I like to her and not only will she love it, her mum will approve. An immense wave of joy washes over me and I cum, just from being in the middle of such an utterly lewd scene. I roll to one side and Kim moves in, taking hold of the vibrator and fucking Elfie with it, while gazing adoringly into her eyes.
"I love you, Mummy," Elfie whispers. "Is this what it's like to be fucked? It feels amazing, but I think I'd like your fingers better." Kim removes the toy from Elfie's cunt and hands it to me, then proceeds to do to her daughter all the things she's been doing to me, caressing her lips, playing with her little clit, finger fucking her with first one, then two fingers as the little girl squirms with ecstasy, moaning and gasping until, with a loud cry, she cums, her hips thrusting upwards against her mother's hand.
"Oh, my God, you came!" Kim breathes, excitedly. "I made you cum! I made my darling daughter cum! You've no idea how long I've wanted to do this. I'm so happy for you, my darling." Elfie lies there, a shit-eating grin on her lovely little face. "Now, my darling, it's time to say thank you to Misty for bringing you to this exciting, new time. What should we do for Misty?"
"I wanna lick her cunt, Mummy, like she did to me."
I lift my head and gaze up at her adoringly. "You can do anything you like to me, my love." I lie on my back and spread my thighs. She scuttles down the bed and kneels in place and unhesitatingly buries her face in my cunt. Her tongue goes to work, licking, probing, driving me close to a climax. "Oh, Elfie, my sweet angel! You're driving me fucking crazy. You're so much sexier than Fiona was. Lick me! Oh, lick me! My cunt is on fire!"
Kim kneels beside us, watching intently as her daughter sends me to heaven. "Oh, what sweet joy!" she murmurs, running her hand down Elfie's back, caressing her bum, then pushing between her skinny little legs to find her sweet cunt. "Eat Misty's cunt, you little darling! That's right, lick her clit. Suck her cunt juice from her and swallow it. Oh, this is perfect, the two girls I love, being so deliciously naughty together. I think I'm gonna cum, just from watching."
Kim and I lock eyes, both equally aroused by the lascivious action of her daughter, both awash in a sea of lust and we both cum at the same time, my orgasm drowning me in happiness as my body convulses and Kim, her fingers thrust deep into her own cunt, collapses sideways on to the bed, gasping for breath.
Elfie lifts her little head and looks at me and her mother, both of us exhausted. We smile back at her.
"What did I just do?" she asks, innocently.
The end.
The previous year I'd formed a strong attachment to a class mate, Fiona, and we became so close that I invited her for a sleep over. Now if you tell me that two thirteen year old girls can sleep in the same bed during a heatwave that's so hot that they have to sleep in the nude, and nothing "naughty" happens, I'm not going to believe you. It's a nice big bed, more than room enough room for two, but we elected to lie close, side by side, our bodies touching, our hands straying until we were locked in a close embrace, each with a leg pushed between the others thigh, our lips pressing, open mouthed, tongues working furiously until my darling Fiona brought me to a crashing orgasm. It wasn't my first. I'd been providing myself with orgasms for several years with my fingers busily stimulating my little clit, but I discovered that her fingers did a much better job. And bringing her to her climax in a similar way was an added bonus for me. Giving pleasure is even better than receiving it. It became a regular thing and we got in the habit of recording our adventures, posing lewdly together, waiting for the timer on my phone to go off, and to this day, I still use those pictures to stimulate my mind while my fingers stimulate my wet cunt until I cum. But good things never last. Fiona and her family moved from our town in Hampshire to Edinburgh, leaving me devastated.
So on that fateful afternoon, in the school pool, when Miss Lester asked me to do two more laps after the other girls had gone, chattering, into the changing room, I sensed that "Lezzy Lester", as we called her behind her back, might try to come on to me. Although some of the girls on the swim team had crushes on her, and I did find her attractive, I was still mourning the loss of Fiona, true to her to the end. I dutifully swam the laps as she studied my stroke, then I clung to the side of the pool as she crouched down and discussed ways to improve my lap time.
"Okay, Misty," she said, straightening up, "let's get dressed." I noticed that she didn't say "Get dressed." No, she said, "Let's" implying that it was something that we would do together. I walked round the pool behind her, looking at her slender athletic body in her black one piece swim suit, identical to mine and the team's, admiring her firm bum and long legs. By the time we got to the changing room, the last girls were leaving, calling farewells. We retrieved our towels from our lockers and looked at each other. It was going to happen, I knew. If she didn't initiate it, I was going to, so I peeled off my swimsuit and stepped out of it. Rather than dry my body, which would have concealed it behind my towel, I began to dry my hair, sitting down on the bench with my legs carelessly spread. I knew exactly how I must have looked, because of the photos Fiona had taken of me sitting, legs akimbo, cunt in full view. I noticed that, like me, Miss Lester had shaved her pubes. She, too, was drying her hair. She smiled at me invitingly and on a whim, I stood, reached into my locker and found my phone.
"Would you mind if I took a picture of you, Miss Lester?"
She looked a bit startled, but replied, "You can call me Kim. Of course you can take a picture." She dropped her towel and stood not six feet away, facing me as I framed the shot and clicked.
"Oh, that's perfect," I gushed, looking at the screen. There she was, Lezzy Lester, her tits and cunt on display, just for me.
"Can I take one of you?" she asked, just as I'd planned.
"Oooh yes!" I enthused as she took her own phone from her locker. "I love posing in the nude." I stood, one foot up on the bench, my towel stretched across my back, and let her take the picture.
"Whom have you posed for?"
"Fiona. We used to have sleepovers before she moved to Scotland and we took lots of pictures of each other. Some of them were quite naughty." I giggled, then sat on the bench, my legs spread as wide as they'd comfortably go and let her take another pic. Then I lay down on my back, on foot on the floor, the other heel up on the bench and let my knee fall sideways. I laced my fingers behind my head and allowed a dazzling smile to light my face.
"You've shaved, just like me," she said, moving in for a close up of my cunt. I run my hand over my mound, my fingers touching my cunt lips.
"This is so naughty!" I murmured.
"Are you naughty a lot?"
"Not since Fiona left. But naughty girls get spanked," I said, coquettishly. "You're gonna have to spank me." I knelt on the bench facing the end, my bum thrust up in the air, my upper body lowered.
"Yes, you bad girl! I'm gonna spank you. Six of the best!" I felt her hand caress my bum cheeks, then move down to my upper thighs, then back up,her finger tips brushing my exposed cunt. "You have a lovely bum," she murmured, running her hand down and up again, this time lingering for a few seconds. Then she gave me six gentle slaps, three on each cheek as I made fake "Ow" noises, just to play along.
"Now you have to kiss it better," I demanded. She sat astride the bench behind me and kissed my cheeks, than planted a lingering kiss right on my tingling cunt.
Lots of girls in the school had crushes on Miss Lester and I felt a sense of triumph, but I was never going to tell anyone about this exciting adventure. I sat up and she put one arm round me shoulder. I smiled up at her. "I like your tits, Kim," I said. "Can I touch them?"
"You can do anything you like, Misty, my sweet angel. I've been hoping this might happen for months, and now my fantasies are coming true." I put my hand on her breast, her nipple hard against my palm, caressing and gently squeezing as she did the same to me. Then she pulled me to my feet, wrapped her arms round me and kissed me passionately, pushing her thigh between mine, just as Fiona had done. When we broke apart, I just couldn't help putting my hand between her legs and touching her soft warm cunt lips, wet but not with pool water. She gave a little cry and I wasn't sure if she came, but I sure did. I came like firework display, my whole body lighting up, thrills running all through me, my knees so weak I had to sit down again. The thrill of touching her had set me off.
"Did you cum?" she asked, kneeling in front of me. I nodded. "Me, too, my darling."
* * *
Our relationship progressed from there. I spent a lot of time at her house, telling my mum I was with my school friends. What had started out as a reckless stunt, a way of demonstrating that I was more desirable than those other girls who had crushes on Kim, became a deep attachment, as kissing and touching progressed to mutual masturbation, cunnilingus, sex toy play and even rimming. I never imagined that a tongue pushed up my arse would feel so thrilling. When I nursed on her breast like a little baby, it drove her crazy. I learned a dozen ways to make her cum and similarly, she could bring me off in minutes.
One day, she said, "You know my daughter, don't you?" I did. Elfie was three years behind me at school, so although I knew her to say "hello" to, we were not in any way friends. Certainly she was attractive, quite stunning in fact, but most eleven year olds have that delicious innocence coupled with their growling awareness of their own sexuality, so she didn't stand out from the crowd. Furthermore, when a f******n year old starts hanging out with much younger girls, the authorities tend to notice and infer that she might have some "unnatural" tendencies, and I didn't want to draw attention to the fact that, deep down in the black depths of my wicked soul, I find the naivite of pre-pubescent girls exciting. They're vulnerable and can be manipulated and the idea of introducing such a youngster to the joys of gay sex was quite thrilling, but, as I say, opportunity would be a fine thing.
The reason I never saw her at Kim's house was that her custody was shared with Kim's ex., so she was away on the weekends when I was around, and Kim didn't want her daughter wondering what Mum was doing in her bedroom with another k** from the school. On the other hand, she was aware that Elfie was growing up fast and puberty could blossom at any minute and the girl needed to be prepared for all the changes that were about to happen to her body and her mind.
"You know, Misty, I wouldn't mind a bit if Elfie grew up to be gay. I never had much luck with men. My marriage was disastrous, but mercifully short lived, and since the divorce it's been girls only for me. If she turns out to like girls, there'd be a whole lot of problems I wouldn't have to worry about."
"I love being gay, as you might've guessed."
"Anyway, I'll get to the point. From next week, I'm going to spend every Thursday up in London. I have a friend who lives in Chelsea and she has season tickets for the Globe Theatre. She wants me to join her and because it's more than an hour's drive, I'll be spending the night with her." I felt a sharp pang of jealousy and she must've sensed it because she hastily added, "Oh, don't get me wrong, we're not having sex or anything. She has a spare room and anyway, she's old enough to be my mum." I relaxed. "But although Elfie is eleven and it's okay to leave her for an evening, having her on her own all night long is a bit of a worry, so I wondered if you could sleep here on Thursdays. You can use this bed. I'll make sure the sheets are clean."
Given that minutes earlier, my face had been pressed between her thighs, my tongue licking her dripping wet cunt, I found it necessary to say, "Forget clean sheets. I'm happy to lie naked on anything you've been lying naked on." To demonstrate, I bunched up an area of the bottom sheet and held it to my nose, inhaling deeply. "You smell so fucking sexy." Truth was, the sheet just smelled of clean laundry.
"In that case," she replied, "if you frig yourself, then wipe your wet cunt on the sheet, I'll have the joy of sniffing it when I get back."
"If I do, I'll be thinking of you." We laugh, embrace and kiss.
"Now I want you to touch my cunt again, my darling, and put in as many fingers as you can. All four will fit, I know, and then you can fold your thumb into your palm and push your whole hand inside me." I'd heard about fisting, but dismissed it as being too improbable. "It won't hurt, believe me." I scootched down the bed and went to work. To my astonishment my hand slid inside her with very little effort and she writhed in ecstasy as I pushed my hand deeper and deeper until it was in halfway up my arm. "Make a fist!" she gasped and I closed my fingers, drew my hand almost all the way out then thrust it back in again. "Oh, fuck me, Misty! Fuck me, you darling little angel! Fuck my hungry cunt!" This thrilling dirty talk was driving me to my own climax and so I sped up my action, driving into her like a steam piston. "Oh, fuck! Fuck! This is so fucking . . . ! Oh, shit, I'm cumming!" I'd never seen her that far gone before and the knowledge that it was I who'd aroused her to this pitch, sent me over the top, too.
After we recovered, we lay back on the pillows, side by side.
"Elfie says she likes you," she said.
"I hardly know her. We say "Hello" and stuff, but we haven't had much in the way of conversation."
"Well now you'll have a chance to get to know her well. She's a sweet k**."
"Aren't you a bit concerned? You're gonna be leaving her alone with a very gay teenage girl. How do you know I won't be getting into naughty games with her?"
"I don't," she chuckled, "but you'd never make her do anything if she was reluctant, would you?"
"Oh, my God, I'd rather cut my arm off."
"A little hugging and kissing can't do any harm." Actually, it can do a lot. Fiona and I started with just hugging and kissing and pretty soon we were eating each others cunts. "And I imagine she's too young to interest you." Oh, how wrong you are, Kim, she's the perfect age.
"Does she know you're gay?" I asked.
"Oh, yes. I've never gone into any details about what my girl friends and I get up to, but I imagine she'll learn as she goes. She might be pleasantly surprised."
"Girlfriends? You've got 'girlfriends' - plural?"
"In the past. Don't worry, my darling, you're the only one in my life now."
* * *
On Monday I saw Elfie in the cafeteria and I cut the line in to talk to her. A couple of girls objected, but I told them we had business to discuss and if they didn't like it they could go fuck themselves. Elfie went big eyed at my language, but I put one arm round her shoulder and leaned in, murmuring in her ear.
"Did your Mum tell you I'm gonna be babysitting you every week and I'll be staying the night?"
"Yes," she replied, excitedly, "and I'm so glad it's you, Misty."
"We're gonna have fun, k**do. You and me; we're gonna do all sorts of fun stuff."
"Like what?"
"Grown up stuff. Wait and see. Now, you wanna sit at my table?" This must've seemed a big deal to her. Eleven year olds don't sit with f******n year olds but I wanted to flatter her and make her feel older than she was. The other girls looked askance at us, but I kept Elfie's attention on myself, not talking down to her.
For the next few days, we lunched together and it began to dawn on me that she had a huge crush on me. And as for the way I felt, well, she was just about the prettiest girl in the whole school, even though for her, puberty was in the distance. She was appropriately named, having a cute elf like quality, huge big eyes and a tiny nose, and lips that begged to be kissed. She looked a lot younger than eleven.
* * *
It's Thursday and I arrive to find the front door open with Kim in the hall, struggling to zip an overstuffed suitcase. "Elfie's upstairs, trying to find something to wear."
"How hard can that be?" I ask, sitting on the case to help her close it.
"I think she wants to impress you, Misty. Now, she must be in bed by nine and she has to shower and brush her teeth. Help yourself to anything in the fridge and make sure she has clean knickers tomorrow for school." I stand and carry the suitcase out to her car in the driveway. She gives me a peck on the cheek. "I wanna kiss you properly, but Elfie might be watching out of the window. Bye, my darling, have fun."
"Bye." I watch as she reverses down the driveway and accelerates away. I turn and go back into the house. Alone at last, with little Elfie! Oh, what deep joy! I'm feeling excited as I go upstairs to her room, open the door and put my head round. Oh, my God! Little Elfie, pre-pubescent, p*****n, pre-everything, is lying naked on her bed, her fingers laced behind her head, her legs slightly parted, and best of all, a huge welcoming smile on her sweet face. I step into the room.
"Don't move," I say, groping for my camera in my skirt pocket. I hold it up, frame the shot and click. Then I quickly move to the foot of the bed. "Lift your knees, now let them fall open sideways, yes, just like that." She giggles. I move in closer and take another picture. Her smile, if anything, gets even bigger, and her thighs spread even wider.
"Lemme see." I hand her my phone, sit beside her and we both look at the screen. What's there is absolute c***d pornography. "You can see my cunt," she says. Hearing her use the "C" word gives the whole scene and added layer of lewdness. "Do you like it? I like showing it off. You can take more pictures of it if you like."
"It's beautiful!" I gush. "It's the prettiest cunt I've ever seen." I want her to know that adult language is okay.
"How many have you seen?" she asks.
"Several. Remember Fiona?"
"You and her were in love, right?" I'm gonna have to work on her grammar.
"How did you know?"
"It was pretty obvious. You hung around together all the time. You used to look in each others eyes like moonstruck lovers."
"I never knew it was that obvious. Yes, she'd show me her cunt when she'd sleepover."
"Was it as pretty as mine?"
"Not even remotely," I say, laying it on thick. "Your cunt is perfectly delicious."
"I wanna see yours." My heart races. This is going a lot better than I thought. She seems to be at that inquisitive age, before inhibitions set in, what I think of as the age of exploration.
"And I wanna get naked," I say, "and you can take pictures of me." I stand and start to undress, taking my sweet time as she fires away with the phone, the flash going off every few seconds. First my skirt, then my blouse and I swan around in my knickers and bra, then take my bra off. She stares at me, transfixed and her gaze makes my skin tingle.
"Oh, I love your tits," she enthuses. "I wanna touch them."
"In a minute," I say, with remarkable self control. "I'm gonna slide my knickers down slowly so you can take lots of pics and we'll select the best. Here we go." My whole body is alight with desire as I push my knickers slowly down my thighs, bringing my own shaved cunt into view. Past my knees, my undies drop to the floor and I spread my legs and hold my arms out wide invitingly as she clicks away.
"Awesome!" she whispers as I sit down beside her.
"Isn't this nice?" I say, putting an arm round her shoulder. "Just the two of us, alone and naked together. I've been thinking about this all week. Tell me, have you ever kissed a girl?" Instead of answering, she rolls over on top of me and presses her soft lips against mine. The feel of her lovely body against mine sends shivers through me. I run my hands down her back and grip her bum cheeks, pulling her hard against me, then fold my arms round her back and squeeze her tight. The kiss lasts a lot longer than just a friendly peck. It's a real kiss, no tongue, but it's early days yet. We come up for air.
"Oh my sweet little darling," I murmur. "That was the nicest kiss I've had since . . ."
"Since Fiona."
"Forget about Fiona. She's long gone."
"But I wanna know what you guys did together when she slept over." I lift my head and look at her.
"Really? All the intimate details?"
"Yeah. Did you touch her cunt?"
I'm never going to get an opportunity like this again, so I roll her on to her back. "I"ll show you what we did." I slid down the bed and planted a kiss right on her mound.
"You kissed her cunt?" she asks, incredulously. "Oooh, that's naughty!" Her grin is back on her face. "It was nice. Do it again!"
I press my lips to her cunt again, but this time my tongue goes to work in the way that used to drive Fiona crazy. I'm on my knees between her skinny little legs, eating her sweet little cunt furiously as she laughs. "It tickles. No, don't stop. This is fun! Can I do it to you?"
That's when disaster strikes.
The door opens and Kim steps into the room. We freeze, then Elfie slides up the bed and buries her head under a pillow. I try to grab the sheet to cover us, but we're lying on it. I'm in shock, speechless and terrified. Kim, strangely, has a smile on her face. Why isn't she outraged, screaming at me to get out of her house and never come back?
"My friend called me just after I left and she's got the flu, so my evening's been cancelled." Her voice is perfectly calm, as though nothing unusual has happened. "Elfie, darling, are you alright? Why are you hiding under the pillow?" Elfie peeps out, her face streaked with tears. "Oh my poor darling," Kim says, her voice gentle and reassuring. "Everything's fine, I'm not mad at you."
"You're not?" I ask, incredulously.
"Why would I be angry? You two girls were just having a little fun, just as I did when I was your age. You're just exploring, Elfie, just discovering your sexuality. I'm so grateful to you, Misty, for giving her the chance to learn about all the new emotions she's gonna feel." She comes round to the other side of the bed and lies down beside Elfie, folding her in her arms. "Was it nice?" she whispers. "Did you like kissing Misty's cunt?"
Elfie's tears dry up and she manages a small smile. "It was fun, Mum. You're sure you're not mad at me?" She's having as much difficulty with Kim's acceptance of the situation as I am.
"I'm proud of you. Not many girls have the good luck to eat a cunt at your age," she chuckles, "but I did. There were a group of us at school and we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Has Misty been licking your cunt?"
Elfie smiles sheepishly. "Yes, she did. It was awesome, Mum. She made me feel so excited."
"How would you feel if your Mummy said she wanted to lick you like Misty did?" For some reason, she's dropped into the third person, as though talking to a toddler, but it seems to work as Elfie's face lights up.
"Ooh, yes! Lick me, Mummy." She rolls on to her back and pulls her knees up beside her head, her bum lifted in the air invitingly. Kim kneels below her, gazing with adoration at her little daughter's sweet cunt for a second.
"I know this is wrong in so many ways, but I just can't help myself." She takes a deep breath and presses her mouth to Elfie's sweet little treasure. The sight of mother and daughter in this utterly lascivious moment sets my pulse racing and my cunt dripping. I run my hand down Kim's back, over her bum cheeks and in between her legs. She gets the message and pushes her bum up in the air so that I can get my own face in there.
Unfortunately, we're unable to photograph the event. If we do this again, we're gonna need to set up a camcorder in advance to capture the ecstasy of the moment. It must look amazingly erotic, daughter, mother and lover in a row, a daisy chain of lust. Naturally, given that Kim is experiencing arousal from both ends, with a deep groan she cums and falls sideways on to the bed. I move in to fill the gap, as it were, resuming the m*****ation of little Elfie, who's thrusting her hips up to meet my probing tongue. From the corner of my eye I can see Kim watching intently.
"Yes! Yes!" she murmurs. "Do it, Misty! Fuck my little girl with your tongue! Make her just as gay as we are. Oh, my God, this is so fucking glorious!" I glance sideways to see that she's recovered from her orgasm and is frigging herself furiously. For the next half minute or so I lose myself in the sweet deliciousness of Elfie's girly cunt until I feel Kim pushing my head to one side. There in front of me is a long, pink vibrator, already humming away.
"Use this, Misty. Press it against her clit and then push it inside her. I want her to know how thrilling it is to be fucked. Go ahead, do it." I'm eager to do this, to see what Elfie's reaction will be so I do as instructed, pushing the tip of the toy up and down her slit, lingering at the top where her clit will soon grow. She groans.
"This is amazing!" she murmurs. "It's like electricity on my cunt!" I press the tip inside her. She'srelaxed and wet enough to accept it and as I gently push, I feel no resistance. It slides right in, about four inches. I'm amazed. Her hymen is already broken. This means that I'll . . . make that "we'll" . . . be able to put our fingers into her without causing her any pain. Elfie's eyes are closed and her breathing quickens.
"Fuck her, Misty! Fuck my darling little girl!" Kim seems to be getting just as turned on by this as her daughter is, and to be honest, so am I. Now I know that I'll be able to do anything I like to her and not only will she love it, her mum will approve. An immense wave of joy washes over me and I cum, just from being in the middle of such an utterly lewd scene. I roll to one side and Kim moves in, taking hold of the vibrator and fucking Elfie with it, while gazing adoringly into her eyes.
"I love you, Mummy," Elfie whispers. "Is this what it's like to be fucked? It feels amazing, but I think I'd like your fingers better." Kim removes the toy from Elfie's cunt and hands it to me, then proceeds to do to her daughter all the things she's been doing to me, caressing her lips, playing with her little clit, finger fucking her with first one, then two fingers as the little girl squirms with ecstasy, moaning and gasping until, with a loud cry, she cums, her hips thrusting upwards against her mother's hand.
"Oh, my God, you came!" Kim breathes, excitedly. "I made you cum! I made my darling daughter cum! You've no idea how long I've wanted to do this. I'm so happy for you, my darling." Elfie lies there, a shit-eating grin on her lovely little face. "Now, my darling, it's time to say thank you to Misty for bringing you to this exciting, new time. What should we do for Misty?"
"I wanna lick her cunt, Mummy, like she did to me."
I lift my head and gaze up at her adoringly. "You can do anything you like to me, my love." I lie on my back and spread my thighs. She scuttles down the bed and kneels in place and unhesitatingly buries her face in my cunt. Her tongue goes to work, licking, probing, driving me close to a climax. "Oh, Elfie, my sweet angel! You're driving me fucking crazy. You're so much sexier than Fiona was. Lick me! Oh, lick me! My cunt is on fire!"
Kim kneels beside us, watching intently as her daughter sends me to heaven. "Oh, what sweet joy!" she murmurs, running her hand down Elfie's back, caressing her bum, then pushing between her skinny little legs to find her sweet cunt. "Eat Misty's cunt, you little darling! That's right, lick her clit. Suck her cunt juice from her and swallow it. Oh, this is perfect, the two girls I love, being so deliciously naughty together. I think I'm gonna cum, just from watching."
Kim and I lock eyes, both equally aroused by the lascivious action of her daughter, both awash in a sea of lust and we both cum at the same time, my orgasm drowning me in happiness as my body convulses and Kim, her fingers thrust deep into her own cunt, collapses sideways on to the bed, gasping for breath.
Elfie lifts her little head and looks at me and her mother, both of us exhausted. We smile back at her.
"What did I just do?" she asks, innocently.
The end.
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